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Ayşe ile ilk gece (aysemmm)
Merhaba bu yazımda ayse(aysemmm) ile nasıl tanıştığımızı ve ilk gecemizi anlatmaya çalışacağım.

Ayşe 170 boylarında sarışın güzel hatlara sahip çekici bir kız.profil resimlerini görmüş olanlar bilir. Üniversiteden arkadaşım hemde kankam canın sevgilisi olan iclalin doğum gününde tanışmıştık. Gece mekanda harika bir doğum günü partisi olmuştu. Özellikle iclanin minisi ve ayşenin cesur göğüs dekolteli kıyafeti herksin ilgisinin onlarda olmasını sağlamıştı. Mekandan çıktıktan sonra iclal can ben ve iclalin kuzeni olan ayşe ve kenan adındaki diğer bir arkadaşımız ile canın evine geçtik. Alınan alkolün etkisi ile iclal ve can çok rahat davranıyorlardı. Evde de bir kaç kadeh alkol almıştık. Kenan ve ben gözlerimizi ayşenin göğüslerinden ve iclalin bacaklarından alamıyorduk. İclal rahat hareketleri ile kilotunu biz izletiyordu. Canla aramız çok sıkı olduğu için iclal ile yaşadıklarının çoğunu çekinmeden anlatırdı. Aslında iclal tam anlamıyla bir kaşardı ve can sadece bu yüzden onunla birlikte idi. İclalin her an sekse aç olduğunu sinema, alıiveriş merkezi oroparkı gibi yerlerde iclalin yaptığı oral seksleri ballandıra ballandıra anlatırdı. Kenan ile ayşeninde kaşar olup olmadığını çaktırmadan fısıldaşıyorduk. Arada ufak ufak gülüşmeler oluyordu aramızda. Kenan geç olmadan gitmesi gerektiğini söyleyerek çıkmıştı. Ayşe ile sohbet etmeye, birbirimize hakkımızda sorular sorarak tanımaya çalışmaya başlamıştık. Ozan adında bir sevgilisi vardı. Yaşadıkları ufak bir tartışmayı bahane ederek iclalin doğum gününe gelmemişti. Konuşurken göslerim dekoltesinden göğüslerine kayıyordu ve ayşede aslında bunu farkında idi. Aldığımız alkolün etkisi ile tepki vermiyor hatta bazı anlar daha rahat görmemi sağlamak için hafif yan bile duruyordu. Biz sohbet ederken can ve iclal içeriye geçmişlerdi. Çok fazla geçmeden iclalin inlemeleri kulağımıza gelmeye başlamıştı. Oturduğumuz yerden görülen ayna yatak odasını net şekilde görmemizi sağlıyordu. Aynayı farkettiğimizde gördğümüz görüntü aslında bu gecenin bizim içinde başlangıcı olmuştu. Yatağa sırtüstü uzanmış şekilde olan canın üzerine oturmuş olan iclalin göğüsleri canın avuçlarında ve iclal hızlı hareketlerle canı içine alıyordu. Aynada gördüklerime dalmııştım adeta kendime geldiğimde ayşenin ters tepki vermesini beklerken onunda aynayı izlediğini, elbisesinden kabarmış göğüs uçlarını görmek kabarmakta olan aletimi dahada iştahlandırmıştı. Gördüğümüz görüntüden etkilenmemek elde değildi. Ayşe ona baktığımı farkedince biraz utanı gibi oldu o anda uzanıp dudaklarına bir öpücük kondurdum. Tepkisizdi ilk başta. Tekrar öpmeye başladığımda kısa bir karşılık verdi ama çekilerek erkek arkadaşım var yapamam bunu dedi. Basit bir bahane ile yalnız bırakan erkek arkadaşın mı diyerek tekrar öpmeye başladım. Artık oda karşılık veriyordu. Öperken elim gecenin başından beri gözlerimi alamadığım göğüslerinde idi. Kabarmış uçlarını parmaklarımın arasında eziyordum. Elbisesinin askısını yana düşürüp açıkta kalan göğüslerini emmeye uçlarını dişlerimle çekmeye başlamştım. Ayşe saçlarımı okşuyor ve ince ince inliyordu. Eli pantolonumun üzerinden sertleşmiş olan aletime geldiğinde avuçlamaya çalışıyordu. Beni yana çekerek kemerimi çözmeye çalışıyordu ama hem alkol hemde heyecan ile bunu başaramıyordu bir türlü. Kemerimi ve pantolonumun düğmesini açtığımda pantolonumu ve boxerımı birlikte sıyırdı çabucak. Ben kanepede oturuyor o vücudunn yarısında duran elbisesi ile bacaklarımın arasında aletimi dudaklarının arasına alıyordu. Harika yapıyordu bunu. Yumurtalarımı emiyor, aletimi tamamen ağzına almaya çalışıyor ama başarammıyordu. Boşalmak istemiyordum bu kadar çabuk. Onu kaldırıp elbisesinden kurtuldum hemen. Kanepeye oturtup kilotunu bacaklarından sıyırarak çıkartırken gözlerime bakıyordu. Zaman keybetmeden dilimle kadınlığını buluştudum ayşenin. Dilimin he temasında başımı bastırıyor, saçımı çekiyor ve kasılıyordu. Bacaklarını omuzlarımdan arkaya atmış adeta akan sularına doymaya çalışıyordum. İçerde iclal ve can iyice hızlanmış olmalılardı ki iclalin inlemeleri artık açık açık geliyordu. Ayşede artık kendini zevke bırakmış inlemelerini kontrol edememeye başlamıştı. Zamanının geldiğini düşünerek ayağa kalktım. Ayşenin bacakları omzumda iken aletimi ıslanmış kadınlığına sürmeye başladım. Ayşe hafif hafif kendine bana doğru itiyordu bir an önce içine almak için her sürtüşümde aletimi. Daha çok beklemeden aletimi içine yerleştirdim.Islak olmasına rağmane beklediğimden dardı. Adeta içi tamamen dolmuştu içine girmemle. Ayşenin gözleri tamamen kapanmış ve boynuma sıkı sıkı sarılmıştı. Ben içinde gidip gelmeye başalamıştım. Bacaklarının omzumda olması ve üzerine yüklenmem ile adeta ikiye katlanmış gibiydi ayşe. Artık herhangi bir kenidni tutma olmadan inliyor. Sanki iclal ile birbilerine aldıklaı zevki göstermek istercesine yüksek sesle inliyorlardı. İçinden çıkarak ayşeyi kanepenin arkasına bakar şekilde domaltıp arkasından içine tekrar girdim. Sert giriş çıkışlarım ile oluşan şaplama sesleri artık inlemeler gibi duyuluyordu. Kalçasını tutup baş parmağım ile arka deliğini okşuyordum içinde gidip gelirken. Ayşenin hiç şikayeti yoktu bu durumdan. Hafif hafif ıslattığım bağ parmağımı arkasına sokmaya başlamıştım. Ayşe aldığı zevkin tadını çıkartmak için kendini her girip çıkışımda bana doğru iterek daha fazla içine almak istiyordu. İyice yumuşamış arka deliğinden baş parmağımı çıkartıp içinden çıkardığım aletimi arkasına bastırmaya başlayınca acı ile çekilmeye başlamıştı ayşe. Orayı yapma diyordu ama durmak istemiyordum hafif hafif zorlayacak içine yavaş ça girmeyi başarmıştım. Ayşe yanıyor derken parmaklarımın kadınlığına ulaşması azda olsa tepkisini azaltmıştı. Hafif hafif gidip geliyordum içinde. Ayşe yavaş yavaş alışmaya başlamıştı. Boşalmamak için kendimi zor tutuyordum. Bir kaç sefer daha girip çıkmam ile boşalmaya başlamıştım. İçinden hafif dışarı çekip yukardan spermlerimi kalşasına arka deliğine akışını izledim. Kalçasındaki spermlerimi elimle yayarak yanına oturdum. Ayşe içindeki spermleri boşa akıtmamak ister gibi o şekilde beklemeye devam ediyordu. Uzanıp dudaklarıma teşekkür öpücüğü kondurdu. Bu geceden sona ayşe ile bir kaç kere daha görüştük onlarıda sonraki yazılarımda paylaşacağım.

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Türbanlı Annemle Seks Hikayemiz 3

Annemi düşlemekle geçen zaman içerisinde güzel bir fırsat elde ettim. Aslında bu fırsat benim için herşeyin de başlangıcı oldu arkadaşlar.

Mahallemizde yakından tanıdığımız bir komşumuzun oğlunun düğünü vardı. Düğüne davetliydik ve babam serseri postası diye tabir edilen gece 12 sabah 8 arasında çalışacağından dolayı düğüne annemle birlikte sadece ben gidecektim. Düğüne gidilmesine gidilecekti ama annemi bir yandan da düğünde ne giysem telaşı sarmıştı. Sardığı da iyi olmuştu hani. Daha önce de anlatmıştım annem bizim mahallenin en güzel giyinen ve şişman olmasına rağmen giydiklerine en çok titizlenen bayanıdır. Benim gözümden bakacak olursak zaten ne giyse yakışır benim anneme. Hele birde az dar olursa kocaman kalçalar ve kocaman göğüsler ortaya çıkarsa uffff harika olur.

Onun telaşlanmasının en büyük sebeplerinden birisi de elbette mali durum. Herşeye her an öyle para saçacak tiplerden de değil annem. Yani anlayacağınız titizliği sadece giyimine kuşamına değildir. Düzenli tertipli ve bilinçlidir çoğu şeyde, sağa sola boşa 1 tl de olsa para vermeyi sevmez.

Ben maaşımı alalı daha birkaç gün olmuştu. Anneme düğünde giyeceklerini ben hediye alayım diye düşündüm. “Anne yarın seni iş çıkışında alayım da bir çarşıya gidelim mi” “Çarşıda ne işimiz var oğlum” “Ne demek anne ne işimiz var. Cuma günü düğün var ve hala mahallenin en güzel kadını kendine bir şey almadı” “Aman oğlum boşver, almayalım bu seferde. Dolaba bakar giyerim ordan birşeyler” “Hayatta olmaz. Ben anneme bugün bir güzellik yapmak istedim. Annem o düğünün en güzel en dikkat çeken kadını olacak” “Hadi oradan deli oğlan söylediklerine bi bak. En dikkat çeken en güzel kadın. Ayol anneni sen ne görüyosun kleopatra mı” “Aman annem o dediğin kadın aşırı derece de çirkinmiş. O senin şu dirseğinin kenarından geçemez” anemin yüzü gülüyordu. Aslında planımda işliyordu kendi kendime. Allem edip kullem edip anneme düğün için istediğim şeyleri aldıracaktım hep. “iyi oğlum madem sen o kadar çok istiyorsun gidelim yarın madem” “Annem benim” diyerek yanına yanaştım ve belinden sıkıca kavramaya çalıştım. Kafamı da göğsüne gömdüm ve derin bir koku aldım. Ellerimi onu sever gibi sırtında dolaştırdım bir süre. Artık annem gerçekten anlayamadığım bir şekilde yaptığım bu elleme dokundurma sürtünme hareketlerine bir şey demiyordu.

Ertesi gün iş çıkışı doğruca annemin çalıştığı yere gidip onu aldım ve çarşıya indik. Mağazaları gezerken hafif siyaha kaçan koyu lacivert bir etek dikkatimi çekti. Annemi kolumla dürtüp “Anne bak bu nasıl sence” “Biraz genç işi gibi oğlum o” “Aman anne ne genci. Sence gençler şimdi onları giyer mi” “aslında güzel gibi” “hadi anne bir bakalım şuna” mağazada annem eteği denemek için kabine girdi. Çıktığında yutkunmakta bile zorlandım. Annem önümde şöyle bir nasıl olmuş diye dönünce kocaman kalçalarını saran etek yukarıdan dar aşağıya doğru da eteğin uç kısımlarında fırfırlı şekilde genişliyordu. Ama kalçalarını olduğu gibi ortaya çıkarması eteğin bence 100 de 100 alınması gerektiği fikrini oluşturdu. “Oğlum bu biraz garip gibi geldi bana” “Neden anne bence çok güzel oldu sana” “Oğlum etek güzelde sanki ne diyeyim üzerimde yok gibi hissettim” “Olur mu anneciğim bak ne kadar güzel işte” “Oğlum ince gibi bu sanki” o sıra da mağaza çalışanı eteği övüyordu yok efendim üstte likra varmışta güzel otururmuşta, sonra bilmem ne şu kadar pamuk şu kadar ipek vs vs anlattıkça benim bile başım dönmeye başladı. Beni ilgilendiren en güzel yanı annemin koca kalçalarını olduğu gibi göstermesiydi. Gerisi hikaye. “Anne bak kızcağız bil o kadar dil döktü bu eteğe alalım bunu, bu çok güzel oldu sana” “iyi iyi senin dediğin olsun bakalım. Alalım oğlum”. Annemi etek konusunda ikna ettikten sonra güzel bir bluz aradık. Mağaza çalışanı önü fırfırlı, hafif üzerinde siyah geçiş çizgileri olan bluz getirdi. Önden gömlek zannettiğim bluz gerçekten güzeldi ve annem çok fazla bluzu eleştirmeden hoşuna gitmiş olacak ki bu olsun dedi. “İşte bu birde altına siyah parlak rugan bir ayakkabı aldık mı senden güzeli yok gözümde annem” “ayakkabıyı ne yapacaksın oğlum” “olmaz illa ki olacak” “hatta senden istediğim tek bir şey daha var” “neymiş o” “anne şu inadından vazgeç şurdan bir tane de siyah külotlu çorap al. Bak çok harika olacak. Hem ne çıkar evde denersin beğenmezsen giymezsin olur biter” “illa da aldıracaksın bana o şeyi değil mi” “annem ya bak ne diyorum, inan seveceksin. Denemekten ne çıkar” “tamam bakalım alalım bir tane” mağaza çalışanı hemen bir tane de külotlu çorap verdi anneme. Ohhh en sonunda annemi istediğim şekilde giydirebilecektim. Bir de ayakkabıcıya uğrayıp ayakkabı alarak eve döndük.

Evde annem yiyecek bir şeyler hazırladı. Yemeğe otururken tezgah önünde annemi belinden kavrayarak sikimi yine götüne dayayıp yanağına bir öpücük kondurup “annem benim Cuma günü en güzel sen olacaksın” “hadi ordan. Cuma günü annem benim istediğim gibi giyinecek diye seviniyor olmayasın sen” artık saklayacak değildim. Annem yaptıklarıma ses çıkarmıyorsa söyleceklerime de ses çıkarmayacaktı. “Evet anne benim istediğim gibi giyinmene seviniyorum” “Hah şöyle doğruyu söyle” “Doğruyu her zaman söylüyorum ben. Sen tanıdığım en güzel kadınsın en…..” dedim kaldım. Annem dayanamadı tabi hemen atladı “neymiş o son en” “Boşver annem” dedim. “yok yok boşvermem” “kızma ama” “yok kızmam” “en seksi kadınsın işte” annemin yanağının al al olduğunu görebiliyordum. Ses çıkarmadı ama yüzünde öyle bir hal vardı ki kadınlık gururunu okşadığım belliydi. “Serseri oğlan. Anasına nelerde diyo şuna bak” “Aman anne ne varmış senden güzeli yok gözümde” “Ehhh bakalım güzel analı çocuk öyle olsun” dedi ve gülüşmelerle yemeğimizi yedik. Annem aslında sert mizaçlı da sayılır. Kolay kolay bu konularda konuşmalarıma izin verir diye düşünmezdim hiç, ama vardı birşeyler onun da benim de söyleyemediğimiz. Ahh birde bende son hamleleri kıvıracak cesaret olsa herşey tamamdı bu zamana kadar. Çoktan kollarıma almıştım hayatımın kadınını.

Annemle yemeği yedikten sonra salonda tv izlerken aklıma yine hinlik geldi. “Anne” Efendim oğlum” “Hadi aldıklarımızı bir denesene” “Boşver şimdi oğlum dizi izliyom” “Aman anne her gün aynı şeyler” “Ama sarıyor oğlum” “Anne nesi sarıyor. Millet komşusuna, yok baldızına yok arkadaşının karısına dalıp duruyor dizilerde. Kimin eli kimin cebinde belli değil ya” “Bak sen kızdın mı denemeyecem şimdi deyince” “Yok kızmadım da” “Eee ne bu kadar laf o zaman” “Onları üzerinde görmeyi çok istiyorum ondan” “Görürsün yarından sonra” “Tamam anne tamam. Yine tersin tuttu” bu sefer o bana sarıldı. Öyle bir sardı ki beni kafam tam göğüslerinin arasında kaldı. “Kıyamam ben sana kuzum” deyip odasına gitti. Geldiğinde gerçekten müthiş görünüyordu. Aldığımız bluzun ön tarafından fırfırlarından bile önde gözüken fırlamış memelerinin üst kısmı altında eteği tüm kalçalarını ortaya çıkarmış ve basenlerine kadar belli ediyordu. Şöyle önümde nasılım diye dönünce eteği hafif havalandı ve dizlerine kadar bembeyaz bacaklarını görünce nutkum tutuldu. “Şiişşşt sana diyorum oğlum nasıl olmuş” “Anne diyecek söz bulamadım harika” “Ama bir sorun var” “Ne anne” “Bu başörtüsü gitmez buna” “Anne bence şu alev kırmızı bi başörtün varya. Parlak ipek olan bunun üzerinde harika durur” “Öyle mi dersin” “Dene istersen” deyince odasına gitti yine. Geldiğinde işte bu dedim. Parlak kırmızı başörtüsü o kadar güzel gitmişti ki bluzun üzerinde harikaydı. Birde düğünde aynı bu şekilde arkasını yaka üzerine salar, ön kısmını yukardan dikleştirip sabitleyerek altını boğazına güzelce sarar gibi bağlarsa çok güzel olurdu. “İşte bu çok güzel oldun şimdi annem” “hımmm güzel oldu mu hakikatten” aradığım sözde tam buydu zaten. Ayağa kalkıp yanına gittim elimi beline sarıp ilk defa annemi ön cepheden böyle kucaklıyordum. İyice kendime dayadım onu. Annem hiç ses etmiyordu yine. Elim hafif kalçalarındaydı “Güzel bile az bir kelime sultanım, muhteşemsin” dedim. Annem gözlerime bakıyordu. Gözlerindeki parıltı hadi devam et der gibiydi ama işte devam etme cesareti yoktu bende. Ellerimi kalçalarında hafifçe gezdirip “Güzel annem benim” diyerek yanağına bir öpücük kondurdum. Ama çok isteğim ve annemden lise yıllarımdan sonra görmediğim bir hareket geldi. Annemde ellerini boynuma atarak bana sarıldı ve “Oğlum böyle muhteşem diyorsa öyledir” dedi. Keşke külotlu çorabı da giyseydi ve ben hemen söyledim zaten “şu giymem dediğin şeyi de giyseydin” “Aman oğlum giydirme bana onu” “Bak bi giy göreceksin çok güzel olduğunu” “Peki peki kurtuluş yok” dedi içeri gitti geri geldiğinde çorapları giymişti ve “Oğlum sanki yırtılacak gibi geliyor bu” “Hani anne gayet güzel bence, derli toplu tutar hem seni” “oğlum alttan değil yukarıdan yırtılacak gibi” “nasıl yani” “yahu söylettirme beni illa ki kıçımdan diyorum kıçımdan” gülmeye başladım annem öyle deyince. Hem annemin ağzından kolay kolay duyduğum sözlerde değildi bunlar.

Cuma gününe kadar annemin o giyinmiş halini düşünüp 31 çektim. Nihayet Cuma günü akşam olmuş düğüne gitmek için hazırlanıyorduk. Annem hazırlandığında o gün gözüme daha bir seksi geldi. Hafifte makyaj yapmıştı ve müthiş görünüyordu. Üzerine pardösüsünü de aldı ve çıktık yola. Araba da babam olmadığı için annem ön tarafa yanıma oturdu. Yolda vites değiştirme bahanesiyle bol bol da bacağını okşadım. Düğüne geldiğimizde eğlence yeni yeni başıyordu. Herkes dansa kalkınca bende anneme “hadi dans edelim anne” dedim “yok oğlum ne işim var dansta benim” “olur mu anne düğüne geldik hem bak pist ne kadar kalabalık kimse orda olduğumuzu bile farketmez hadi kalk dans edelim” annem az isteksizde olsa kalktı. Pistte orta bir yere kalabalığın içine karışıp annemi belinden tuttum ve dansa başladık. Dans ettikçe annemi kendime doğru biraz daha yaklaştırıyordum. Eteğin üzerinden hafif hafif kalçalarını okşamaya bile başlamıştım. O da farkındaydı yaptıklarımın bazen geri kaçar gibi yapıyor sonra ne bileyim bazen de sanki kendisini bana doğru o bastırıyordu. Yüzüne baktıkça kırmızı başörtüsüyle beyaz yüzü bana çok güzel gözüküyordu. “Anne bence şu an burdaki en güzel kadın sensin” dedim karşılık bile vermedi ama yüzündeki hafif gülümseme ve bana iyice sarılarak yakınlaşması herşeyi anlatıyordu. Dans bittiğinde kasap havası türünden müzikler başlayınca yerimize oturduk. Güzel bir eğlence gecesinden sonra düğünden ayrılarak eve döndük. Annem yolda “en son ne zaman dans ettim hatırlayamadım sağolasın oğlum güzel oldu” dedi. “annem yaaa. Daha önce söyleseydin evde ederdik ikimiz” dedim. “İlahi deli oğlum durduk yere dans mı edilir” “neden anne durduk yere şarkı türkü söyleniyor oynanıyor da dans mı edilmesin. Eve gidelim ilk işimiz dans etmek olacak” hiçbir şey demedi annem.

Eve gelip üzerimizdeki ceket ve pardösüleri çıkarıp salonda oturmaya başladık. Uydunun radyo kanallarını dolaşıp slow müzik çalan bir yer buldum. Annemi elinden tutup kaldırdım. Hiç itiraz etmedi. Nedense bugün herşey birbaşkaydı. Normalde bugün yorgunum, dans mı edilirmiş gibisinden bir sürü sebep uydururdu. Annemi yine belinden kavrayıp kendime doğru çektim. Düğün salonundan beri kalkık sikimi hissetmemesi mümkün değildi zaten. Göbeği bedenime değmesine rağmen sikimin kalkıklığının yumuşak sıcak bir yere temas etmesinden, sikiminde doğru yerde olduğunun göstergesiydi. Ama garip olan anneminde kendini sikime doğru bastırmasıydı. Annemin kalçasını resmen avuçladım o an irkildi ve yüzüme doğru baktı ama ben hiçbirşey yokmuş normal dans ediyormuşuz gibi davrandım annemde hiç bir şey demedi yine. Onu okşaya okşaya dansa devam ediyordum. Artık okşama ve dayamayı bile geçmiş resmen önden anneme kerkiniyordum. Annemse ses etmiyordu. Bu bir davetmiydi hala kafamda soru işaretleri vardı. En az 20 dakika böyle devam ettik. En sonunda annem son çalan müzik bitince durdu. Durdu durmasına ama hala bedenlerimiz birleşik birbirimizi belimizden sarmış vaziyeteydik. Öylece durduk biraz. Sonra anneme doğru baktım yüzünde manasız bir tebessüm vardı. Kıpkırmızı başörtüsü beyaz yüzünde hafif yanaklarına sürülmüş allıkla öyle bir güzel göründü ki gözüme hafifçe eğilip yanağından öpüyor gibi yaparak dudağına bir öpücük kondurdum. Sonra öbür elimi de beline sarıp “işte benim güzel annem” dedim. “yakışıklı oğlum benim diyerek annem bir hamle yaptı ve beni yanağımdan öptü. Öptü ama bu öpüş öbürlerine göre daha bir farklıydı çünkü o da benim gibi yanağımdan öper gibi yapıp dudağımın kenarından öpmüştü. Ellerimle resmen kocaman kalçalarını avuçladım. Hani hissetmez anlamaz diyecem ama önden amına dayamışsın kendine iyice çekmişsin, arkadan da bol bol okşuyorsun. Bunu anlamaması mümkün değildi bence. Ayakta öylece annemi bir süre resmen okşadım. Sonra annem geri çekildi. Bu benim için kırmızı hat demekti. “yoruldum oturalım oğlum, ayaklarım fena oldu” “tamam anne istersen masaj da yapabilirim” “çok iyi olur valla. Dur uzanayım kanepeye de yap bari oğlum” annem kanepeye uzandı külotlu çorabının üzerinden bacaklarına masaj yapmaya başladım. okşadıkça yukarıya doğru hareket ediyordum. Eteğinin altından soktuğum elim kalçlarına kadar uzanıyordu. En son o basenli baldırlarını okşarken annemin dudaklarını ısırdığını gördüm. Cesaretimi arttırıp elimi kalçalarına çıkardım. Kalçalarını da masaja dahil ettim. Artık annemin alt kısmını baştan başa okşuyordum. Okşadıkça da çıldıracak gibi oluyordum. Elim bacağından kalçasına kadar geziniyordu. Artık iyice yukarılara yoğunlamış elim sadece kalçalarında dolaşıyordu. Külotlu çorap üzerinde elim kayıyor gibiydi zaten. En son öyle bir hareket yaptım ki cevabını da denk aldım sanırım. Elimi annemin bacak arasına doğru götürdüğümde annem bacaklarını biraz daha araladı. Baldırlarının iç kısmını masaj yapıyor bahanesiyle artık amcığının kenarlarını okşuyordum. Bir ara annemin amının sağ dudağını eliml hafif sıktığımda “ımmmhhhhh” sesi duydum bariz şekilde. Bu ses zevk sesiydi dur değildi yapma değildi. Sonra elimi tamamen amcığına koydum. Amcığını biraz okşadığımda külotlu çoraba kadar ıslaklığın geldiğini farkettim. Annem resmen istiyor gibiydi. Elimle annemi okşarken eteğini tamamen yukarı kaldırdım. Bacaklarından kıçına kadar herşey gözümün önündeydi. Artık masaj yerine okşama hareketleri almıştı yerini. Önümde yatan da bende biliyorduk ne olduğunu. Annemin baldırını bacağını kalçalarını hoyratça okşadım. Ara sıra ben okşarken inliyordu. Bir saate kadar devam ettim onu okşamaya. Sonra birden kanepede doğrulup “yeter bu kadar iyi geldi” diyerek ayağa kalktı. Hızlı adımlarla “ben yatıyorum artık” dedi ve odasına kapandı.
Ne olmuştu şimdi. Her şey çok güzel gidiyordu. Birden ne oldu da odasına gitmişti. Sikim demir gibiydi. Önce gittim lavaboda 31 çektim. Sonra odama geçtim. Bir süre öyle ne oldu da kalkıp gitti diye düşündüm. Ama sebep yoktu. Hatta inlemeleri onun da zevk aldığını gösteriyordu. İyice kendimi doldurdum. Ne olacaksa bu gece olacaktı. İster gönüllü ister gönülsüz olsun. Annem bu gece benim olacaktı.

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Lisa woke up with a crushing headache the next morning. Actually, it was closer to afternoon. Jenna sat in a chair next to her bed smiling as Lisa scrunched her forehead, trying to open her eyes beyond the pain in the back of her head. Aside from the strong, throbbing pain in her head, Lisa felt some discomfort from her pussy and her ass, which brought on a strong search for memories of what she did last night. There were none. She remembered leaving the room, showing up at the party, little bits and pieces, a few faces, but it was all disjointed, full of holes.

Jenna helped her, as she struggled to sit up, placing two pills in her left hand and a glass of water in her right. Without asking, she placed the pills in her mouth and chased them down with the entire glass of water. “You got a little wasted last night.” Jenna grinned. “I should have cut you off sooner. Sorry.” She smiled, knowing the pain that Lisa was feeling all too well. Well, the pain in her head anyway. “Want some more water?” Jenna offered, taking the empty glass and walking to the bathroom.

“Please.” Lisa answered, wishing the pills would take a quicker effect on her pounding head.

Jenna returned with a full glass of water and handed it to Lisa, who quickly gulped it down. “Why don’t you take a shower?” Jenna offered, helping Lisa to her feet. “The water usually feels good.”

Lisa struggled to her feet and walked into the bathroom, where Jenna followed her. She was about to undress when she noticed that Jenna was in the bathroom with her, pulling the door closed behind her. Lisa looked at her, as if to politely ask her to leave, but Jenna didn’t take the hint as she went about turning on the shower and checking the temperature. “Okay.” Lisa initiated a dialog to encourage her to leave. “Thank you, but I’ll be okay from here.”

Jenna smiled, “Oh, you are shy? Okay, I’ll leave.” Jenna opened the door and walked out. She had apparently already showered and was wearing a knee length skirt and white blouse, hose and short heels. Lisa pulled the top up and over her head, throwing it to the floor, then sat down and removed her shoes and stockings. Then she felt a sudden urge and lifted the toilet seat, pulling down the skirt and thong around her knees.

She felt a strong necessity, nearly painful and was poised to release her bladder and her bowels at the same time, when the door from the other dorm room swung open. Lisa gasped and clamped down on her bladder and her sphincter to hold back the release. “Oops!” The girl holding the door open said in surprise. Behind the girl at the door were three other girls, all standing in the center of the room and looking inside at Lisa, sitting topless on the toilet.

Lisa hugged her arms around her chest and slammed her thighs together as the girl continued to hold the door open. “Hi!” The girl offered her hand and Lisa politely returned the handshake, barely covering her breasts with the remaining hand and arm. “My name is Julie. I guess we are like bathroom mates.” Lisa blushed bright red, beyond the embarrassment of sitting here topless, she had to release really bad and it was getting painful to hold it back.

“I’m Lisa.” She managed to return as Julie continued to hold her hand in a firm shake, which jostled Lisa’s breasts.

“This is my roommate, Kelly.” Julie offered and Kelly came up to shake her hand. The other girls seemed to be giggling as Kelly firmly shook Lisa’s hand, causing her boobs to bounce in and out of view from her arm. Meanwhile the pressure was building and she could feel her muscles struggling to hold back the dual necessities.

“And these are our friends,” Julie continued, holding back a chuckle as she noticed Lisa’s obvious discomfort. “Marcy and Joan.” Now they too came up and shook Lisa’s hand firmly. Lisa grunted with the pressure of holding back. Julie winked secretly to Kelly as Marcy and Joan met Lisa. “Well, we agree with the open door policy, so thank you for being so open.”

Lisa was not encouraging an open door policy. In fact she was wishing that they would all leave so she could finish her business and her shower. But now Julie entered the bathroom, as did Kelly. They began looking in the mirror, touching up their hair and their make up. Meanwhile, Lisa was biting her lip trying to hold back, her face a deeper and deeper red as she strained on the toilet seat. “Don’t mind us.” Julie giggled to the side as she said it. “We will just be a minute.”

Julie and Kelly were thinking to themselves that this would be a very important lesson to Lisa to never again sit down without checking both doors first. Lisa groaned beneath her voice and couldn’t stop it any longer. The first splash of urine sounded so loud to her that she flushed even brighter. Once that happened, the floodgate opened and she released her bladder in a long and loud stream. Julie and Kelly giggled, knowing how embarrassing that must have been for Lisa.

“Well,” Kelly began to turn to the door, thinking the show and humiliation over. But just then, Julie noticed that Lisa bodrum bayan eskort was still tightening her face. She had to poop too! Julie giggled and grabbed Kelly’s hand. The door remained open, as Lisa held her arms over her breasts. “Why don’t you jump in the shower Lisa?” Julie offered. “I have to use the toilet. If you don’t mind.”

Kelly caught on quickly. “Yeah, its just us girls. Go on. Julie and I like to talk in the bathroom.”

Lisa was in agony. “Actually,” she managed to speak, “I’m not quite done. Would you two mind terribly waiting outside?”

Julie had to admit, she was polite. Julie would have screamed at Lisa if the roles were reversed. “What do you mean?” Julie teased. “I heard you pee, it sounds like you stopped though that was a very long pee.”

Lisa was so uncomfortable she wanted to die. She was going to have to tell these four girls that she had to take a shit. “I…” Lisa stammered, “I have to do something else.” She couldn’t believe this situation.

“Like what?” Julie asked, playing the ‘dizzy blonde’.

“I have to move my bowels.” Lisa nearly grunted as she said it. “Please.” She pleaded.

“Oh!” Julie said. Kelly was turned towards Julie, shaking in laughter, trying hard to put on a straight face before turning around. “Okay, we should go then!” Kelly and Julie slowly made their way to the door and pulled it shut.

Lisa gritted her teeth over the laughter on the other side of the door, but groaned aloud as she released the pressure with a loud splash into the toilet. She flushed and stood, locked both doors and took her much-needed shower.

As she showered, Lisa continued to ponder the ache in her pussy and ass, the familiar ache of being fucked a long time, but she couldn’t remember doing any such things. She also couldn’t remember not doing them. She would ask Jenna later. As she opened the shower curtain, she suddenly realized that she didn’t have a towel. She came out, dripping onto the floor mat, and frantically opened the linen closet to find nothing but toiletries. “Damn!” she cursed herself for not thinking that far ahead.

She knocked at the door to her room, but received no response. She knocked harder and called out to Jenna, but there was no response. ‘She must have left the room for something.’ Lisa thought, finally opening the door. She looked around for a towel, hoping that Jenna had laid one on her bed. No such luck as she looked around the room to try to determine where Jenna would keep her towels. Then something caught her eye. The door to their room was wide opened and a guy was standing there and summoning his buddies.

Lisa jumped back into the bathroom, behind the door, peeking around. “Please go away and shut the door.” She said to the guy, who now had two buddies next to him.

“No way.” The guy smiled at her. “But if you don’t hurry up, we will get some more people to watch the show.” He offered.

“Please!” She half-yelled at him. But the man and his friends refused to move and another guy joined them in the hallway. Lisa looked around frantically for something to cover herself with. There were only the clothes that she had been wearing, but they were dirty and she was clean. Reluctantly, she pulled the door closed and slipped the skirt and top over her wet skin. The top, she would have noticed, had the mirror not been covered in steam, was nearly transparent from the wetness and the skirt quickly soaked up the wetness from her ass and pelvis and clung to her like a second skin.

Lisa came out in the dirty clothes, still wet from head to toe and stomped towards the door, angry with the peepers. They laughed and pointed and cheered, and finally closed the door and ran down the hall as Lisa stomped out after them, yelling “Perverts!” as she gave up chase and headed back to her room. She turned the doorknob and found, to her dismay that it was locked from the inside.

She tried jiggling it again, but it was still locked. “Damn!” she said aloud. The hallway filled with laughter as the guys continued to stare at her wet body. She scowled at them, flashing not only her angry eyes, but also her hardened nipples as they pressed against the tight, wet material of the top she was wearing. She turned, finally remembering the shared bathroom and went to her neighbors to knock on the door.

Julie answered, laughing to her roommates as Lisa nearly pushed into her room. “I locked myself out.” Lisa explained, “Can I please go through your door to my room?”

Julie laughed aloud, causing Lisa to blush, a normal pastime already and she hadn’t been here twenty-four hours yet. She slowly pulled the door opening, letting the guys enjoy the view as long as possible. Lisa jumped forward when she felt a hand slap her wet ass through the skirt.

“Thank you.” Lisa said above the girls’ giggling. “I can’t believe I did that.”

“Don’t worry.” Julie offered. “I’ve done it before myself in only a towel.” She stepped aside, letting Lisa walk to the bathroom door. Lisa grasped the handle and yalıkavak escort turned, ready to jump into her bed and climb under the covers and hide for the rest of the day. Locked.

“Damn!” Lisa cursed again. She hadn’t unlocked the bathroom door before leaving into her room.

Lisa and the other girls broke out laughing again. “Oh no! You didn’t leave it locked did you?” Julie asked.

“Shit!” Kelly added, causing the girls to burst into a loud spree of laughter.

Lisa just stood there, and leaned her head into the door. She let the laughter die down before turning to her bath-roommates. “You wouldn’t know where Jenna went would you?” she asked.

“I think she is at the cafeteria by now.” Julie offered.

“I don’t suppose one of you would get her while I wait here would you?” Lisa asked the group.

“Well,” Julie led the response, waving her hand behind her back at the others to play along. She had a key to the door, but refused to relinquish such a rare opportunity to torment a freshman. “Actually, we have to go register for classes.” Julie knew they had all registered by mail months ago, but made the excuse for not helping their new ‘friend’.

“I completely forgot!” Lisa exclaimed. “I have to register for classes too!”

“You mean you haven’t registered for anything yet?” Lisa asked, as the other girls fell into hysterics. There would be little to nothing left for her to pick from now, all the good classes and good teachers would be taken by this time.

“Maybe we can help.” Kelly offered, thinking of all the worst classes they could sign Lisa up for. There were classes full of football players or dweebs or African-American studies, what a hoot that would be, Lisa being the only white girl in the class. It was great to be at such a diverse University!

It seemed the other girls were thinking along the same lines. “Sure!” Julie smiled, “You can come along with us.” She winked at the other girls.

“Thanks!” Lisa said, happy to be meeting more friendly and helpful people in her next-door neighbors. She smiled, and then looked down at her outfit. “You wouldn’t have a towel or something to change into. I promise, I’ll clean it when I am done, it is just, well, I wore these last night and I am drenched.” Actually, her skin was dry from evaporation, but her hair was a mess and the clothes she wore were still wet.

“Gee Lisa.” Julie said apologetically, “we just put our towels in the wash.” She lied. “What size do you wear?” she asked.

“A size 6.” Lisa stated, nearly questioning in hopes that they had something in her size, though from the looks of the four women, they looked closer to the 2-4 range. Damn her mother for passing on these wide hips and big boobs, she thought.

Her thoughts were quickly answered in kind. “I don’t even have a clean pair of sweats you could wear.” Julie lied again. Kelly grabbed her arm and whispered into Julie’s ear.

“True.” Julie answered the whisper, and then turned to Lisa. “We could buy a sweatshirt at the school store. Some shorts too. Do you have any money on you?” Julie asked, knowing the answer before she asked the question.

“No.” Lisa shyly answered and struggled to ask the next question. “I could pay you back. I swear. The money is right in my suit…” she trailed off, remembering the stolen luggage. “Well, I do have some money in my room. It should be enough to buy something.”

“I’ll tell you what.” Julie answered. “It is well after 12:00 already and classes are being picked through by all the freshmen. Why don’t we all go register for one or two classes before going to the store? Then I’ll spot you the money for the clothes and we can finish. There are a couple of classes between here and the store that I want to register for.” Lisa frowned at the prospect of walking the campus in her current dress and condition. But quickly saw no alternative. “Let me check on my roommate again before we go to see if she is back.”

“Sure.” Julie encouraged, “Let’s get going though, because classes are going to disappear quick.” She knew that Jenna would be gone all afternoon. She had told Julie that she was heading out shopping for the afternoon and even asked her to look in on Lisa if she had a chance.

The ogling college boys were still in the hall, waiting to see Lisa again. Julie encouraged Lisa to keep knocking, letting the boys have their long stairs at her while she waited for the answer that would never come. Finally, they encouraged Lisa to move on and they all left together to sign up.

It was a warm, sunny day. Lisa enjoyed the feeling of the hot sun as it immediately began to warm and dry the skirt and top she was wearing, not to mention her hair. Her hair was a mess; she hadn’t the opportunity for even a hint of hairspray. What she didn’t notice, was that as the sun dried out the “Dry Clean Only” top and skirt, they began to shrink, the fabrics tightening slowly around her body.

The four friends from next door, however, took notice almost instantly mumcular escort and pointed and giggled to each other in whispers as they five strolled across campus. Lisa had pulled the clothes on quickly in her anger and where the skirt was originally sticking to her waist, higher than last night, leaving only a scant inch and a half of material below her ass; it was now shrinking on both sides. The top of the skirt now clung to her hips, stretching as it dried to become even more see-through than the previous night.

The tightness of the skirt on her hips and ass left no question that she was without underwear. The bottom, meanwhile, was so high that the hem was catching between the bottom of her ass cheek and her thigh, exposing her pussy mound from behind. In front, the material was similarly catching up with each step and flashed quick views of her bush and mound from the front. Lisa felt the draft and pulled down on the skirt; much to the disappointment of the girls and the men they passed on the way to the first building on their list.

Unfortunately, this left the skirt dangerously hanging to the sides of Lisa’s hips and the slightest tug would cause the material to pull down. In fact, as the material was still damp, it promised to shrink even more. The very top of Lisa’s ass was shown from behind. She realized this, but felt it much more important that her ass be covered below as she continued to walk, barefoot through the grass.

On the upper half of her body, the material was not shrinking as much, being a thicker weight. However, it was originally too small for Lisa’s breasts and now barely covered her nipples, as Lisa continuously pulled the material up to compensate for the gravitational pull down and the jostling of her breasts. The material was going to take longer to dry out however, because of the saturation of the thicker fabric. Her nipples were prominently on display, only barely concealed by the white fabric of the top.

She was noticed the entire way across campus, however the girls tried to keep her distracted with small talk and began building up the classes they intended to sign her into. While they walked, the four friends took turns whispering from behind, two of them a few steps back, the other two at Lisa’s sides, captivating her in conversation. By the time they arrived at the Mathematics building, they had devised a plan where each of them would get one class to sign Lisa into and if she were up for more, Julie would get the rest, since it was all her idea.

It wasn’t as easy as just signing her up of course. They had to convince her, which the four girls decided that the one of them with the unanimously decided best reason would get dinner paid for by the other three. They selected their classes during the walk, and the time came for Joan to start her convincing story since the class in this building was her choice.

The class was basically high school math for the slower kids in college. It was mostly jocks and jerks in the class. The kind that either never paid attention in high school or got a free pass for being in sports. There were rarely any women in the class, and most of them would transfer out within a week. The class was notoriously rowdy and the professor was notoriously weak, honing the class work around the jocks and maximizing the passing percentages.

“How were you in math class Lisa?” Joan began, as the other girls giggled. They all remained quiet however, to hear Joan’s pitch so they could grade her.

“I was never really strong in Algebra or Calculus, but I guess I did okay.” The response that Lisa had taken Calculus surprised the group of girls. They had pegged Lisa to be on the low end of the learning curve.

“Well, you have got to get Mr. Sines for your Freshman Math. He is a really good teacher.” Joan offered her recommendation. The girls were all biting back laughter at each lie that followed. Lisa listened intently, happy to take the advice of her new friends. After all, they had some experience on campus and could lead her in the right directions.

“He is kind of cute.” Joan continued, as Kelly couldn’t hold back a laugh. “And will really help you from the basics.”

“Well, I was going to take Miss Madison’s Calculus I.” Lisa advised. “I am going to need Calculus towards my major. I think.” She added the last two words as if in doubt. This was just the opening Joan was hoping for.

“What are you thinking of majoring in?” Joan asked, formulating her coercions as she awaited Lisa’s response.

“I was thinking of majoring in Business Management and Computer Science.” Lisa answered, again surprising the girls. “I learned a great deal about computers in high school and I enjoyed it. But, I want to do my own business and not work for someone else.” She shivered as she remembered what she had to do to learn about computers. The memory of the computer geeks of the school making her type naked so they could learn anatomy while she learned computers always caused her to shake the picture from her head.

“Well, this would be the perfect introduction.” Joan lied through her teeth. “This class is like an introduction to business and computer mathematics. It goes through all the basics again so that you can see them from the computer programmer’s eyes. Trust me, my friend is a Computer Science major and she swears by this class.”

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Julie is absolutely stunning, sexy, had this beautiful caring personality and an incredible smile. She is my pretty Asian lady of Vietnamese descent. I meet her at university when we were doing law together. When I first lay my eyes on this beauty, she was already in a long term relationship. To my “lucky benefit” that ended and immediately I repeatedly asked her out for dates. It was only a few weeks after her relationship ended that we began dating. I remember that eager desire and subsequent enduring chase. Yes she was very desirable, maybe she was just on that imaginary rebound. I pursuit her to put it mildly. The attraction was pure and simple, I wanted this beautiful lady. I didn’t want another eager male take my place. But as I discovered later she had her fair share of “offers” after she become single, and even when the word got out the relationship was rocky, guys already were asking her out, so she happily tells me with a grin.

As I got to know this beautiful lady, I realised the common “interest” we had. And it wasn’t all things law. Sexually speaking she is one surprisingly hot lady in bed, despite her quiet demeanour. Like myself, she is open to some spicy sexual encounters. Early in our relationship, I couldn’t keep my eyes off her soft slender fingers. I remember on our first date, being constantly distracted by her hands. The thought of her masturbating a guy with those soft hands, gave me a constant nights of self tossing. And that very pretty face..oh yeah what more can I say. More than stunning close up, she knew she had a hold on men and she played it to the full.

Yeah it was “difficult” having such hot looking lady by your side. Every guy seems to be eyeing her. For the weaker souls, it would make some of us become jealous all too easily. Actually it turns me on when I see her talking to other men. I like to tease her later and you know what, she loves the attention and that subsequent dirty talk later. which I really enjoy. This has become a basis of our sexual relationship. It was pretty much like this.

“I bet you liked him, yeah? I can see he would love to eat your pussy, yeah? Fuck you hard? yeah.” And she would blush innocently. I just loved it.

And she was good at returning the favour. “Bet you would hate it if I touched him, eh? Play with his big cock and jerk him off real good, yeah?” She teased back.

And of course I would love to see that and often I would tease her about it and actually encourage her.

It all started like this. I was searching for a camera for the car, you know the one that records the traffic in front of you when I discovered a model that can take reverse videos, it had both rear and front cameras. God knows why but it made me come up with a naughty idea. The camera once it records for a few seconds would shut off the monitor but remains recording. This was so, even with the rear camera. At that time, Julie and I had just started dating. In fact we had only been to two dates. Being a young horny male, I did try to kiss her on that second date and did not have success with her. Quite frankly she just brushed me aside, saying “I don’t play around on first and second dates.” But guess what, it meant our next date was going to be unforgettable, I thought for a few seconds with a smirk. But you know what, that’s nice that she is like that but there again, a lot of girls like to get to know someone much longer in case he is just playing around with her. I think she trusts me that I like her enough not to add her as a “notch on my belt” She has seen me beg for a date early on and knows I am genuinely interested in her and she is about to find out that she and I have some “common interest.”

Boy was I looking forward to having that third date with her. She even teased me about having that first kiss. Truthfully I believe she is playing hard to get. I think she is really hot behind that charming personality.

“You name the place. We will see what happens.” She teased.

That’s when that naughty thought came up. I would love to make out with her in the back seat of my SUV. And I want to quietly record that special moment on film. Julie seems keen to play the tease, but I am not sure she would approve of this, nonetheless I won’t tell her.

Then that day came. Julie promised me “I won’t be disappointed with today date.” But then she has “promised” other things before and they didn’t eventual. However my constant flirtation with her, may have put some pressure on her as she responded by teasing me back. So by being suggestive to her in a flirtatious way, I reckon its got her excited.

Now I am getting away with lightly patting her on the lara escort ass and she was enjoying the physical attention.

“So where are you taking me today?” She flirted suggestively.

“Maybe after something light, I want to show you my backseat upholstery…eh..I think you will find it nice and comfortable.” I smirked.

And she bites her lower lip, before responding. “I know what you like you naughty boy.”

The constant teasing was giving me regular hard on and I can feel pre-cum oozing after every flirtatious episode.

Now we decided to have a romantic late picnic at a local park, as our third date. A glass of bubbly each and she was a lot more merry. Then as time went past, it was obvious to me she need some tender loving care. But I was the one really needing that and she very much knew that as her fingers traced seductively along my forearm as we stared into each other’s eyes. It was the moment of truth. She was more experienced in the art of seduction than myself having had a number of boyfriends in her past. And I was very eager to experience her rawness, as she had just finished a long-term relationship before dating me.

It didn’t take long for me to clear the picnic and my car was close by. I throbbed uncontrollably as I held her hand back to the car. When I was there I made a point of switching the car on first to start my secret recording while she placed everything at the back. It was still dusk, not quite night and my trusted cam can record in night mode. We looked around and only a couple of other vehicles were in the large car park, so we enter the rear doors. It was one of the most arousing moments of my life, knowing that I will be about to be spending some incredible time with her. She had already suggested I came up with something daring for the date and I had already told her my idea which she accepted with little hesitation. And there was lust in her pretty eyes as she thought for a second and started blushing.

“Oh yeah, you naughty boy, I know what you want.” She kept telling me.

And that was exactly what she said as we sat close together on the back seat. I placed my right arm over her shoulder, bringing her closer. Her distinctive perfume became even more intoxicating and now I am felt fully erect. I bury my face into her hair and take a deep inhale of her fragrant shampoo. Her closeness and warmth was extremely arousing, then she began the hot teases as she ran her fingers along my right thigh.

“Oh yeahhh, you like this…..you look very hard. Am I turning you on?” As she bit her lower lip with that incredible smile.

I was completely surprised by her teasing. She has clearly done this many times before. I close my eyes and imagined her going crazy on me with her hand. I felt the dampness of pre-cum in my shorts as I became overwhelmed with lust.

“Do want to kiss me now?” As she snuggled closer and placing her right leg over mine and staring at me, while massaging my chest through my t-shirt.

Absolutely I wanted to….badly. My heart “pounded out of my chest” and I can even tell her was the same. I guess we were both nervous but certainly I was extremely excited. And her breathing was long and deep as she let herself go.

I brush her black wavy hair from her face and kiss her. It sent incredible sparks throughout my whole being as we locked lips. My tongue wrestled hers and I am constantly teased by the sexy perfume she was wearing. Her right hand moves to between my open thighs and lightly touches the large lump in my shorts. Unconsciously I slowly pump my pelvis up as she lightly massaged me. I was in heaven. I imagined now how her ex boyfriends felt. She was driving me crazy. I really wanted to experience how she masturbates a guy. Her experienced technique and I am about to find out. The thought arouses me to no end. I hold her face and passionately kiss her even more aggressively now as the lust takes over.

“Easy, tiger!” She squeals.

Then the incredible sound of her moans fills the void in the back seat. It combines erotically with her hot deep breathing. It was highly arousing to hear. She begins to grip me and running the length of me through my pants. I am overwhelmed and feel dampness accumulating beneath. I know Julie senses my need. I lie back letting her take over.

“You naughty boy.” She teased. “You’re so big and hard. I know what you want….you want me to finish you with my hand…yeah.”

It was just what I wanted to hear. Then she begins squeezing my testicles. Oh god I wanted to know what she’s like. And she does not disappoint starting with licking serik escort my neck and ears gently then inserting her hand beneath my t shirt and massaging my chest and nipples. And sounds of her excited breathing and quiet moans was a recipe for a amazing beginning to her sexual act. I close my eyes to enjoy.

Then she takes off her top, allowing me to see her white lacy bra.

I grab at her breast but was pushed away when I tried to insert my hand under the strap. But she allowed me to gently squeeze her breast. I bury my face into her chest. The sexy scent was insatiable. Her skin creamy white was incredibly soft and warm. I take a deep breath and groaned in pleasure. Then she pushes me away and begins passionately kissing me. Then the dirty tease began. Her hand once again running up and down my stiff shaft.

“How do you like it? slow or fast? She asked casually, her face blushing at her own question.

I swallowed hard. Holy sh.t! …..”How do you like to do it?” I teased back.

“You naughty boy!…..hmmmmm….oh god I feel so dirty……I feel a little guilty…..it hasn’t been very long since…you know.” She blushes. “But I want to make you feel really good now.”

I swallowed hard again….”oh yeahh….oh yeah.” I groaned with extreme arousal.

In that moment she stares into my eyes and I feel her right hand start to undo the belt to my shorts. A incredible lustful smirk appears on her face after that brief emotional moment.

“You’re going to really like this.” She continued teasing with that lustful smirk.

I quickly pull my shorts off exposing the large solid bulge in my underwear now damp at the top with my pre-cum. She immediately grabs at the shaft rubbing slowly. I haven’t cum for a few days, so the intensity was really incredible. I felt an immediate obsession for her. I wanted her.

She returns to further lick my neck and playing with my nipples. She was playing it slowly intensifying my desperation and extending my imagination. And her quiet moans becoming increasingly hot.

“You like that?” She teased.

“Oh yeahhh.” I replied closing my eyes and realising the whole moment is being recorded. It only serves one purpose, to intensify my excitement.

“Take your t shirt off.” She suggested biting her lower lip.

Then her right hand returns to the throbbing organ and finally Julie pulls my undies down, exposing my stiff member which suddenly comes out swinging, pre-cum dripping down its length.

She gasped. “Oh god, I can believe I going to give you a handjob…. so soon. I feel so dirty, God, I feel so turned on.”

She grips me firmly and pulls the foreskin slowly down. “Oh yeahhh, hmmm.” She moaned.

Pre-cum oozed out as she starts pumping slowly. Oh my god. I was completely overwhelmed with pleasure.

“Ohhh yeahhh, feel so good, eh?” She continues teasing.

Then she grips my testicles, giving them a good massage. It elicits a groan of excitement from me. I start pumping my pelvis up and down slowly. It elicits a quiet giggle from her blushing face.

“I think I know what you want.” As she returns to gripping the stiff shaft.

“Oh god, I want to know what you are like.” As I returned the tease.

She takes deep breath and blushes red. “You’re naughty….so disgusting.”

Then she stares into my eyes and brings her right to her mouth and licking her palm slowly then apply her saliva over the swollen head and begins a twisting motion combined with slowly pumping up and down the length. My pupils dilate in excruciating pleasure at the sensation. It elicits an intense smirk from her blushing face, as I stared at her.

“You like how I lick my hand yeah? turns you on?” She deliberately teased.

Then she picks up the pace as she continues licking her hand and twisting firmly up and down. Then alternating with fast jerks between.

“Yeahh, you like how I masturbate you…want to know how I masturbate a guy?” She smirked.

I closed my eyes and muttered in the spirit of the moment. “Oh god Julie I have always fantasied how you are….how you masturbated him…..your technique yes.” Then suddenly I realized what I said and turn bright red in embarrassment.

She also blushes and responded with. “Hmmmm……., you naughty boy.” Then immediately picks up the pace, pumping faster between twisting the whole penis. She licks her lips, as her breathing also picks up a notch as she starts to really get into it. She becomes very intense and enthusiastic. The erotic sound of her jerking begins to be heard and she moans more in excitement.

I antalya escort grab her face to kiss her passionately as I feel that urge coming. She senses my orgasm approaching.

“Ohhh yeahhh….Ohhh yeahh.” She moaned.

Then she bends down and spits twice on swollen head and shaft. The saliva runs down my stiff shaft before she twists rapidly, sending me squirming in pleasure. Oh my god she is so nasty. Oh god I am finally experiencing how she is.

“I am going to finish you now!” She announced casually with a hot smirk.

Unconsciously I slipped my right hand down the back of her shorts then beneath her underwear and insert my fingers into her anus. The moisture and sensation engulfs my fingers, enhancing my pleasure. She squeals in delight but does not stop me. So I slowly rubbed and fingered her.

“Ohhh yeahhh, you naughty boy.” She moaned.

I pump my pelvis up and down more quickly now, overwhelmed by the pleasure she was giving me. My left leg flexes slowly eliciting a quiet giggle from her as she seems me lose control.

In an instant, her right hand masturbated me incredibly into a frenzied blur. I don’t how she does it but she was able to stroke at an extraordinarily fast pace causing her hand to look like it was in slow motion. I have never been masturbated as furiously as this before. Julie had an incredible usually fast technique. Her intensity and enthusiasm becomes evident as she moaned in excitement. The highly erotic sound of her fast furious jerking fills the cabin of my car. I explode in seconds. It was literally mind blowing. I exploded like never before, spraying warm cum in all directions. Julie squeals enthusiastically, as she almost loses control of the wet slimy shaft. A hot look appears on her pretty face as she continued jerking fast. Thick white streaks of cum appears on the stiff shaft. I grab her hand to to slow her but she immediately pushes me away. Her intensity was incredible. When she finally slowed she was almost breathless and her pretty face flushed red.

Then in an amazing moment of intimacy, Julie begins licking up and down my stiff shaft, cleaning the thick cum up still oozing out, before playfully playing with the pool of warm cum on my belly then licking it slowly up directly from my belly and chest.

My god this lady is so sensual and I already feel I know her well and even if its our third date, I can fall easily for her. Despite the brief intimate moment, she began slowly stroking the still hard penis of mine.

“I bet I could make you cum again.” She suddenly announced with a hot grin. “I think you’re going to like it, you guys are all the same, just can’t resist being masturbated by a beautiful woman.”

Then she picks up the pace again before opening her mouth to dribble a large drop of her saliva before twisting rapidly up and down. Oh my god as I again closed my eyes to enjoy that incredible masturbatory technique. The initial sensitivity gives way to that incredible feeling as Julie deliberately pumped me rapidly up and down between rapidly twisting the swollen head. Again her breathing becomes deep and rapid and that intensity and enthusiasm returns in a vengeance. She moans in excitement, overwhelmed by her own actions. Again she spits twice on swollen head and shaft. Then her right hand rapidly becomes a frenzied blur. Like before she had this distinctive ability, allowing her to jerk me extremely fast. I go crazy pumping my pelvis up and down steadily to meet her hand, then explode in an incredible short time. The intensity once again amazing as she squeals in enthusiastic delight.

“Oh yeah, feel so good….I just love finishing a guy off like this. She teased just one more time.

Then she stops and gives herself a cool down with a wave of her hand. Her face blushing with embarrassment. “Oh god I feel so hot. I can’t believe I finish you like that.”

This time she wipes me down with tissues. A hot smile appears on her pretty face. She bites her lower lip. “Did you enjoy that?”

“Oh yeah…you were amazing.” I uttered in excited disbelief, as I pull my hand up from her pants.

In that moment suddenly someone or something bumps into my car. We look up surprised and with a slight panic. Then someone walks pass carrying a bag. We looked at each other with embarrassed smiles…

“That was close.” I laughed.

“Oh yeah…hmmm..its quite exciting being here…maybe he knows we are having some fun?” She blushes, then hugs me close.

It was at this moment that I wanted to experience my fantasies with this sexy lady. Imagine watching Julie in action with a stranger….right here…already I can feel myself getting hard, as I contemplated the thought. Then I realised the cam was still running. Oh my god I can’t wait to watch it in replay.

“Let’s go, I have an idea you may enjoy, Julie darling.” I smiled, as I quietly opened the door to the car and hopefully to a new chapter to our relationship.

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I’m retired now. Have been for a few years, but I haven’t acted very retired until recently. I am 62, widowed, and formerly a process engineer. I retired a little after my 56th birthday.

My wife Meg and I were always very happy, but we always stayed way to busy. That was why I was not very retired. About 2 years ago, she passed away suddenly. At first, I was too shaken to stay busy, but eventually, I just realized that the more I stayed busy, the lonelier my life remained. I needed to slow down and smell some flowers and coffee. BOTH!

Megs and I had gone to nudist camps and vacation resorts when she was alive, but it was never a huge thing to us, though we enjoyed it a lot. But, on the other hand, it was not convenient to our go-go-go lifestyle. But we had felt some of our calmest and closest times in our nudist hobbies, so I did the unexpected and 6 months after she passed, I found a park model for sale at Broke Oak River Resort and I bought it!

So that background brings me to this story today. I have now lived here for over 2 years and I want to write down some of my experiences and capture future events to share with you. I usually won’t need to worry about sequence and will just tell stories as I recall them or as they happen. But this story will sort of set the scene for everything, so I invite you to read it first.

Broke Oak is near San Antonio, off the highway to Del Rio, maybe 12 miles on a county road. It butts against a river of reasonable size. The river loops around 3 sides of the resort and fence and greenbelt provide the resort with the rest of its muratpaşa escort privacy.

I have a 32 foot Olympic that has been well kept and somewhat refurbished and upgraded. I enjoy cooking and my refurbed kitchen is the best in the whole resort. The owner’s wife, Betty, uses my kitchen to cook the main dishes for the monthly potluck. I help her, but she pilot’s that flight, for sure. Her husband Ted is my friend and trusts and understands.

Of course we cook nude, and I love to watch her move around as she cooks. I mean parts shift and sway and jiggle. It’s a wonder I don’t get dizzy. Betty knows I watch and she knows I am attracted, but we never cross the line, except in being open in our talk. We both say what hits our mind. We enjoy it, and we let it be at that. She looks, too. And although my dick is available to be seen any time, she sees different angles and positions. And she sees closeups. But for some reason, Betty is an ass-woman, she likes to see my ass, so I oblige and let her look. Why is looking so much fun when everyone’s nude already? Not sure, but maybe it is that it is not polite in normal nude settings to really look, you are supposed to act like you can’t see even though everyone knows you can…

Every so often we’ll be cooking and will have 15 or 30 minutes to wait, so we’ll grab a cup of coffee or iced tea and sit and talk. These are great times. When we sit in the breakfast nook, we always sit on the bench, turned toward each other, one arm and leg on the bench. This puts genitals wide open and antalya anal yapan escort visible. We would both look, sometimes discretely and sometimes pretty openly. But we never commented or talked about what we saw, we just appreciated. I truly loved the way her inner labia extended out beyond her outer lips and that they looked so much like flower petals…

Many, many nudist conversations center on the nude lifestyle, how we or others got into it, and why we like it so much. During one of these conversations, she said as simply as could be that she liked to watch my dick go through various stages of soft, semi-hard, and hard when we were having our talks. She said she appreciated my openness to let her see and enjoy. I responded that I loved to see her labia and imagine how they felt and tasted.

When I said that, Betty squirmed and after she sat still again, I noticed her labia were visibly moister and darker — I was totally hard by then and Betty was looking solidly at my cock.

“Do you suppose … ” she started.

Not sure where she was going, I quickly interrupted that I didn’t think I could, because I could never betray Ted.

“Oh, I wasn’t thinking of doing any of that.” Betty countered. “I was thinking of other things. Do you think we could watch each other masturbate without getting carried away?”

“I bet we could … ” I tried back.

Betty slipped a hand onto her pussy and with two fingers, opened her outer labia. Then with her middle finger she drew her inner labia antalya merkez escort open slightly. Finally, she took the hand away and licked her finger while I watched.

I reached down and held my cock in my hand, softly pumping it once or twice and then stretching the skin, I pulled on it. My circumcised head got more enlarged, reddened, and the opening seemed to wink at Betty.

Both of us had crossed the line, not terribly, but enough to make this much okay and within our newly defined limits.

“Can we touch each other at all?” I asked.

“Not now, not today. But maybe we can some other time, let me think about it.”

So with so little in the way of planning and only the no-touch rule, we sat and watched each other – performed for each other – and had magnificent orgasms shared as we watched and shuddered.

When Betty circled her clit with her right index finger, I was hypnotized at the involuntary shudders running throughout her frame. And then as her left hand put first two, then three fingers in her pussy, my breathing stopped. Betty noted my attention and when she removed her fingers and put them in her mouth, I came three spurts along my knee, thigh, and calf. The spurts were followed by a short flow of more cum — during which she began to cum hard, holding her breath with a prolonged “yyyyessssss….” hissed out almost like a wild cat.

Incredibly exhausted we sat back and smiled. Our faces shared the immense release and relief, words were almost a disturbance. But Betty whispered “We need to do this again and include a little touchie-feelie when we do!” She got up and started gathering food to take to the potluck, I washed up and helped carry the heavy stuff.

Well, I have been having a very interesting life for a single man in his sixties, here at Broke Oak resort. If you’d like to hear more of my experiences her in south Texas, comment, respond, email, or maybe set a cactus on fire.

So long for now.

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We are both working late one Friday night. I step outside my office and am surprised to see you there. “Hi Nana,” I say, “What is such an attractive young girl doing here so late on a Friday night.” You reply that you have a report due by Monday and didn’t want to work on Saturday or Sunday. Except for the two of us the office is completely empty.

I am about ready to resume my work when you ask if I am any good at giving a massage. Your neck is sore from working all day in front of a computer. I acknowledge that I could probably make your neck feel better. I move behind you and begin to work my fingers across the top of your shoulders. No wonder your neck and shoulder muscles hurt. They are so tight and you definitely need a massage to help you relax.

You move your hair out of the way which helps, but now your collar is causing a problem. I ask if you would mind folding it under. Instead, without a word, you unbutton the top three buttons of your blouse. Now your shoulders are exposed and I have a much broader area of flesh uncovered to me.

Up to this point I hadn’t considered anything sexual about this situation, but now I’m becoming aroused. You are so young and attractive; there is no man on earth who could resist such an opportunity. I decide you might not notice if I kept up the pretence of giving you a massage while I tried to view as much of your breasts as possible.

I start at the base of your neck working up to just around your ears. Then I move back down working out until I reach your kocaeli escort blouse. Your neatly pressed blouse is just hanging on the edge of your shoulder tips.

I can look over your shoulders and see the bountiful cleavage of your breasts packed tightly into your silky white bra. You are completely oblivious to the wonderful view of your tits you are giving me. Your head is bent over and your eyes are almost closed as you fully enjoy the massage I am giving you.

I decide to see if I can gain some more territory and so I change the style of my massage. I began using my thumbs to give a more vigorous massage starting at the base of your neck and working outward. As I reach your bra straps I move them an inch closer to your shoulder. Then I return to where your bra straps were and begin massaging out the bra marks left in your skin. You moan softly which lets me know you are enjoying this new version of the massage.

As I look over your shoulder I can see even more of your breasts and I watch them rise and fall with every breath you take. My penis is reacting to this scene by shifting around in my pants, slowly rising to attention.

Gradually I move your bra straps a little closer to your shoulders and repeat the technique of massaging out the strap marks. Now as I watch I can see the beginning of your areolas whenever you exhale. My penis is fully erect and straining to get out of my pants. I can feel a few drops of pre-come rising out of the tip. I wonder how much kocaeli rus escort further I can go before you realize what I am up to. I return to the base of your neck while keeping a close eye on your beautiful breasts, so close, yet so far away.

I have to try for more. I move my hands down your shoulders once more. This time lightly pushing your bra straps over the edge of your shoulders. You don’t seem to notice what is happening as your eyes are closed and you are completely relaxed. My penis feels like it could explode at any moment

At last I can see your nipples every time you exhale. They are bright red and standing at attention. I have never wanted to touch something more in my entire life. I begin to move my hands down your front a little bit, still giving the pretence of a massage. My penis is throbbing and all I can think about is fucking you, very hard and very fast.

Slowly you awake from your trance and unbutton another button on your blouse. The last vestige of clothing falls to your waist. I reach to your back and unfasten the hooks on your bra. It drops softly to the floor. I turn you around and begin to kiss you very hard, pressing my rock-hard penis into your crotch.

You kiss me back passionately, and I move my hands up to massage your ample breasts. They are so soft and pliant in my hands; I could fondle them all night. But I need more. I lower my face to your left breast and begin to gently lick your nipple with izmit ucuz escort my tongue. I prod and push your nipple mercilessly, alternating between firm and light rapid strokes.

You whisper, “Do you think we can find someplace to fuck?” I know just the place. The resting room is just down the hallway. You temporarily don your blouse and we quickly walk to the room.

Once inside we settle onto the bed and turn out the light. There is one window and it provides a modest amount of light for us.

We waste no time undressing, each of us removing the others clothes. Finally you are naked before me. You look so beautiful in the soft moonlight.

I move down to your pussy. I gently use my tongue to play with your clit using light alternating strokes. You are quite aroused by now and your cunt is waiting for me to enter. Your legs feel like spaghetti and are quivering in anticipation. I waste no time in pushing my cock into your wet waiting hole. It feels so good to be inside you. I know I won’t last long with all the teasing you’ve given me.

I look at you and you are playing with your nipples, pinching them while I plunge my cock in and out of your cunt. That’s all I can stand as an orgasm races through my body. I pump and pump, deep inside your pussy. I can feel your cervix moving as you reach an orgasm at the same time. We are both totally spent and lie there with my cock still inside you.

Suddenly we hear a security guard approaching down the hall and we decide it’s probably time to leave. We wait silently while he passes and sneak out as soon as it is quiet.

As we walk outside of the office building together I comment, “Guess I’ll see you tomorrow, and I hope we can go out for dinner afterwards.” I promise to last much longer next time. I always wanted to spend a Saturday night with you. And Sunday breakfast too.

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Amy lay in bed thinking about how her day had gone.

First noteworthy thing that happened that morning was her roommate Cassie telling her it was time to fulfill her obligation for the lost bet Amy had made over the weekend.

Along with her declaration Cassie had handed her a pair of shorts and told Amy that she had to wear them all day.

Looking over the garment Amy could tell they were going to ride higher than any shorts she had ever worn before. When she put them on following her morning shower she saw her assumption had been correct.

The shorts were extremely form fitting, kind of like a pair of tight yoga pants with the legs cut off. And they were short, like really short. Looking in the mirror she could see the bottom thirds of her butt cheeks were exposed.

Still the challenge wasn’t a huge surprise. As their first year at college had progressed Amy had come to realize her roommate loved to put Amy in embarrassing situations.

There was the time she had finished her shower only to discover that someone had taken her towel. It was annoying, but since her room was only a couple of doors down the hall and she was living in a girls dormitory it wasn’t like none of the other residents hadn’t seen a naked girl before.

Thus it took several seconds after she stepping inside to realize that somehow Cassie had somehow snuck two guys into their room.

An independent observer would have been hard pressed to decide who was the most shocked.

The observer would have been easily able to exclude Cassie since she was clearly enjoying the situation. However the two guys and Cassie were all equally stunned.

Maybe a couple of jocks or popular guys could have dealt with the sight more casually, but these were the kind of guys who almost never got to hang around with the sexy girls on campus. And no one would deny that Amy had a very sexy body. Five foot, six with blonde hair that fell to the tops of her breasts, a cute face and a body that reflected her enjoyment of working out.

Cassie was also quite attractive and when they first met Amy had assumed that Cassie would hang around with the “in” crowd, but she came to learn that Cassie was more at home with guys that would have been referred to as “nerds” back in high school.

Amy was pleasantly surprised to discover that a benefit to Cassie’s friendships with these guys was their willingness to help her when she was having trouble with some homework assignment.

However walking into her room stark naked only to discover two of Cassie’s male friends standing there obviously both shocked and thrilled at the show she was providing prevented Amy incapable of reacting quickly.

Fortunately the few seconds it took her to react provided her a chance to decide how to handle the situation. Acting of if it weren’t a big deal she calmly reached over on her bed and picked up the missing towel. She causally dried off and got dressed.

Brushing her hair and various other tasks, Amy left the room as calmly as possible. However once she was down in the lobby she had to take a chair to avoid collapsing on the floor.

Part of her was pissed that Cassie had tricked her into showing herself naked to two strange guys and she debating about telling someone in authority. This could have lead to Cassie being expelled from the college since males were only permitted to enter the building between 4:30 and 8:00 weekday evening and only between 12:00 and 8:00PM on weekends. There were additional requirements such as they had to sign in and out. They had to be escorted by a dorm resident at all times. Also any room a male was in was required to have the door completely open. If any male were find in the building at any other time or in a room with the door closed they could face punishments up to and including being kicked out of the college. At the start of every year a few guys were caught and punished until everyone realized the school was dead serious about these rules.

On the other hand a different part of her was shaking not from anger, but from excitement. Amy would never flashed a guy on her own, much less two. The feeling of showing off her naked body to strangers was so damn erotic.

She wondered what the guys were thinking. Were they excited or embarrassed? Did they wish she had stayed longer or that it hadn’t happened? Would they be masturbating to the memory of her tonight? Had any guy ever pictured her while he was masturbating before?

She started imagining which guys in her high school might have jacked off to her naked image.

About twenty minutes later Cassie came downstairs. It was obvious from the look on her face that she was afraid of what Amy might have done.

Cassie told Amy that the guys were gone and asked if she wanted to come back up to their room and discuss what had happened.

She was obviously relieved when Amy stood up and walked over to the stairs. When they were back in the room and the door was closed Cassie explained.

She told antalya rus escort Amy that the two guys had helped her out immensely with a project for one of her classes. She had decided to give them a peek at herself naked, but couldn’t figure out a way to do it that would seem accidental. The only thing she could figure out was to sneak them into the room and do a striptease for them. The bad thing was undoubtedly the story would spread all over campus and everyone would think she was some kind of slut.

She had gotten the guys into the room and just as she was about to start stripping she had spotted Amy’s towel laying on her bed. Knowing that Amy took a shower every morning she guessed that’s where Amy was.

She had argued with herself mentally. It was her responsibility to pay back the guys, but it would look much better when the story went around campus if the guys had gotten their look accidentally. She was still mentally debating what to do when Amy walked into the room totally bare-assed.

Cassie had expected Amy to freak out, but instead Amy had played it off as no big thing.

After Amy had left Cassie had gotten the guys to swear they wouldn’t tell anyone, telling them that if the authorities found out they had been in the room when they weren’t supposed to be there all of them might get expelled. She hoped they would be able to keep their adventure to themselves, but she couldn’t guarantee it.

Cassie ended her tale by saying she would do anything Amy wanted in return for not telling anyone that she had violated the rules.

Amy thought about it and said first she wanted to know what the guys had said after she left.

Cassie told her that they had been jabbering about had sexy Amy was. They said her titties were stunning and her ass was fantastic. They regretted now getting a better view of her pussy, but what they had seen was pretty sweet.

Cassie added that they had been amazed how calmly she had reacted to their presence. They said that it must be nice to know that everyone would love your body so you didn’t have to be afraid of what people would think.

Amy laughed at that idea. She never considered herself like that. Then Amy told Cassie to explain how she had gotten the guys up to their room without anyone getting caught.

Cassie said that her older sister had gone to the same school and while she was attending had stayed in this dorm. While here she and some other girls had discovered that there was a staircase in the back of the building that nobody ever used. Apparently it had been an old fire escape, but somehow everyone had forgotten about it.

The door to the outside was behind some storage tanks and somebody at one time had stacked a bunch of stuff in front of it. There was one spot where you could slip in behind the pile of junk and get to the door. It was locked so it had to be opened by someone on the inside.

Amy asked why no one had discovered the stairwell’s existence by the doors on each floor.

Cassie said that someone and painted a sign on the door on each level saying “dirty linen” so nobody ever tried them. Plus there was a lock on each door. She went on to say that her sister had learned how to pick the locks and in turn had taught Cassie how.

Then Cassie asked Amy how she had felt when she walked in naked in front of two guys.

Amy replied that she had been pissed that Cassie had stolen her towel while she was in the communal bathroom and tricked her into displaying her naked body in front of Cassie’s friends. However she had decided that she wasn’t going to give Cassie the pleasure of seeing her freak out so that why she had calmly dried off and gotten dressed.

Amy went to say that she had considered turning Cassie and the guys in, but at some point she remembered that she was the one who left the towel in the room. Therefore it wasn’t really Cassie’s fault that Amy had been naked when she came back to the room.

Cassie then asked if that’s why she hadn’t told on her and the guys.

Amy confessed that there had also been an intense excitement about being seen completely naked by two strange guys.

Cassie laughed and said it seems like Amy might have a streak of exhibitionism. After that incident Cassie seemed to look for opportunities to explore Amy’s exhibitionist side.

Which is part of how Amy found herself later standing on a street corner waiting for the green light so she and the others standing there could cross as she felt a breeze caress the exposed portions of her ass.

In addition to the shorts Cassie had insisted Amy wear a matching sleeveless t-shirt. On the back of the t-shirt Cassie had written “lost a bet” and had drawn an arrow pointing down towards Amy’s ineffectively concealed tushie. Amy didn’t fail to notice that all the guys had stepped back behind her to eye her display.

One of the other girls had moved behind her to give Amy a little privacy, but Amy had told her belek escort that as much as she appreciated the gesture everyone was going to get a look sooner or later so she might as well let everyone get their chance now. The girl had moved to Amy’s side giving the group behind them their uninterrupted view.

The girl asked Amy what the bet had been. Amy replied her and her roommate’s high school teams had played a match over the weekend. Amy and Cassie had made a bet on whose team would win. The loser had to wear an outfit the other would choose.

Amy said that if her team had won she would have made her roommate wear a silly costume. Unfortunately Amy’s team had lost, hence the cheeky display.

The girl had laughed at Amy’s description.

The light finally changed and everyone started forward. Amy was on the side of the group closest to the intersection. She hadn’t taken more than a few steps when there was a huge crash.

Everyone turned at the noise to see that a truck had run into the back of a car waiting to make a left hand turn.

Any question as to what caused the crash was quickly erased as the truck driver loudly proclaimed that it was worth it to watch that ass wiggle.

Amy added an extra little flip of her hips as the group continued crossing.

During the walk to her class there were other incidents, but nothing as bad as the crash. One guy walked into a light pole while he was distracted. One guy was staring at Amy’s show until his girlfriend slapped him upside the head. One girl tripped and fell down when she unintentionally stepped off the curb while not paying attention.

Finally Amy got to her class. She was glad it was mathematics since she was naturally gifted in that subject.

When the class settled down the professor walked up to the board and wrote out an equation. Then she stepped away. She turned to the students and called out for a volunteer. As normal nobody moved.

Looking around she spotted Amy. With a slight grin she called Amy to come down and work out the problem.

If Amy had hoped to be inconspicuous she was out of luck. She hoped the professor might change her mind, but it wasn’t to be.

Face a dark red color Amy walked down to the board and started studying the equation. At first there was a silence as Amy walked down, but by the time she reached the board everyone was talking.

A quick glance behind herself showed Amy that the vast majority of her fellow students had their phones out and they were recording her quavering ass.

Her only escape was to focus on the equation. As she wrote out the steps to solve the equation she got completely involved in solving the problem. So when she accidentally dropped the marker she unthinkingly bend over to pick it up. If there had been any chance that the others might stop recording that thought went right out the window.

Whereas the lower third of her butt had been exposed before, now fully half of each cheek was in plain sight.

All the time Amy was still fixated on the problem. It took her a little over ten minutes to get it worked out. Every moment of her time at the board her exposed fanny was being filmed by dozens of cell phones.

When she finished Amy stepped away from the board and the professor studied what she had finished. Amy was shocked when all of her work was quickly wiped off.

She whispered to Amy to step behind the podium and pull down her shorts. When she reached behind herself Amy was shocked to discover how much she was showing. A third had been bad, but over half was worst. When she finished the instructor told her to return to her seat.

After Amy was seated the professor told the class they had the same amount of time it had taken Amy to solve the problem to solve it themselves. Anyone she caught using their cell phones to solve it, whether using the calculator app or reviewing the videos they had film while Amy was up front, would get an automatic zero for the day.

Amy was exempt as she had already solved the problem.

Not surprisingly only a couple finished it. Three were caught trying to use their phones and got the promised zeros for the day.

As the class was walking out at the end of class Amy heard several comments. Some were demeaning, but she figured they were from people who had failed the test or were jealous.

Her favorite was the guy who said, “I’d take a zero any day for a chance to watch the that gorgeous ass shaking like that especially when Amy bent over and poked out those cheeks at me.” Others quickly claimed that Amy had been displaying her ass for them too.

Her next class was Human Psychology. She had hoped to be able to maintain a lower profile this time, but that desire was destroyed when the professor called her up front.

The professor had Amy stand in the center of the podium. Then using her remote turned the lights down before clicking on a spotlight that made Amy to unmistakable center of kepez escort attention.

She had Amy make a slow rotation. Amy stopped when she was facing the other students, but the professor had her turn around.

Then the professor asked for comments.

Someone said “slut”. Which was quickly condemned by the rest.

Someone said “showoff”. There was mixed response to this comment.

Someone else said, “honorable”. The professor asked the speaker to explain.

A voice Amy didn’t recognize explained. The person said that Amy had made a bet and when she lost she didn’t welsh like a less honorable person would have tried to do. Instead she was fulfilling her obligation even though it was obvious that she was uncomfortable with the payoff. There was general agreement with this observation.

There were some more comments, then someone called out for the professor to have Amy bend over like she had in math class.

The professor asked Amy to explain. Amy told her that while she had been up at the board working on an equation she had accidentally dropped the marker and because she had been so focused on solving the problem on the board she had unthinkingly bend over to pick it up. She hadn’t noticed at the time, but that had left about half of each cheek exposed.

The professor asked how she felt about that. Amy replied that she hadn’t noticed it until the other professor pointed it out.

Then the professor asked her what she would have done if she had noticed the change. Amy replied that she didn’t know.

The professor said, “Let’s find out. Bend down and pretend to retie your shoes, but when you stand up keep your hands away from your body.”

Amy decided she wasn’t going to do it like she had done the last time and instead of bending over from the waist, she squatted.

What she hadn’t taken into consideration was this posture actually put more stretch on the shorts and when she stood up nearly two-thirds of each buttock was showing.

From the other students reactions Amy could tell she was exposing more than she had hoped and started to reach back to adjust her shorts. However before the professor could tell her not to Amy stopped herself.

Then the professor asked for comments. The same voice that had suggested she bend over said this time it was even better.

There were a number of comments which were discussed for what seemed like hours to Amy as she stood there in the spot light with the majority of her butt on display.

Finally the professor turned off the spot light and brought up the other lights. She told the students to think about this class and to type up a three page paper on their conclusion.

As the others were gathering up their stuff the professor called Amy over. At last she let Amy pulled down the shorts. Then she told Amy she wanted her to write her report on what emotions she had been experiencing while up on stage.

When Amy left the class most of her classmates were waiting for her. Everyone wanted to know what she had been thinking while she was on stage and especially after she had knelt down.

She felt it was her responsibility to be honest so she told them that she had experienced a wide range of emotions. Everything from fear to humiliation to excitement, back to fear. When asked about the excitement she said it wasn’t like happiness excitement, it was more of a fear excitement. Kind of like when you ride a roller coaster and the feeling you have right before it makes the first huge drop.

After answering more questions Amy said that she needed to grab a bite to eat before her next class. Most moved off, but a few walked with her to a nearby pizza joint.

They were almost there when they heard a loud “Shit” comment behind them. Everyone turned around and discovered a guy on a bicycle had ridden his bike over a storm drain cover and the front wheel had fallen into one of the gaps that allowed the water to drain through.

Amy ran over and knelt down beside him. She asked him if he were alright and he sheepishly replied that he had been so focused on her bouncing butt that he never noticed the drain. He said he was okay and Amy rejoined the others.

She pretended not to notice that the shorts had pulled up once again and she was now showing a sizable amount of bare butt.

One of the girls noticed the display and slipped up behind Amy as they were crowding in the door. She reached over and gave Amy a little slap on the ass. Amy pretended not to have notice which encouraged the girl, who reached down, gripped the edges of Amy’s shorts and jerked them up even higher.

Amy wasn’t sure, but it felt like each cheek was now completely exposed.

A finger slid across where the bottom of the shorts stopped and the top of the ass began.

Now Amy was sure she was showing as much ass as she would’ve been if she were wearing a string bikini.

Still she pretended not to notice. When the others sat down on the stools lining the counter she did too.

She could feel the cracked vinyl pressing against her ass and she knew there was still more ass showing above the seat.

There was a fairly constant stream of people going in and out and several times she felt a hand touch her ass. Sometimes it was a quick rub, sometimes it was a light pinch, and few were light slaps.

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I’m working late again tonight. Real late. In fact, I’m working so late that I’m in my little cubical on the east coast on a conference call with the west coast, some vendor who’s making some widget for us, and *they’re* working late to support this call. That’s not how time zones are supposed to go!

I tap off mute and say “Are you sure that’s right? I thought the purchase order line item was for transient response as well?” They go off on what they think “transient” includes. I tap back on mute and search for the purchase order on my computer.

“Hey babe.” You walk into my cube and I look up, surprised.

“Oh, hey, wow, what, uh, what are you…” I saying, look distractedly from my computer to you, then back to my computer, still trying to find that purchase order.

“I know you called off our plans, but, well, I thought I’d bring the fun to you!” You come around up behind my chair as I ignore you, double clicking on yet another pdf that I’m hoping is the right file.

“Ya, I’m really sorry, this call just won’t end…” That’s not the right file either. You kick the lever on my seat, and I suddenly fall a few inches. I turn my head in surprise and as suddenly find your cock out and hard shoving against my face. “Oh my god, put that away! You’re so gonna get caught!” I smirk, slipping you playfully into my mouth and bobbing my head with a grin as I peer through the rest of the files in this folder out of the corner of my eye.

“There’s no one here but you and the security guard downstairs.” You say as I slip off with a wet slurp.

“A-ha!” I open another pdf. It loads painfully slowly and your cock taps impatiently against the side of my face. I roll my eyes, turning my head, slipping you back in, both eyes still on the screen. It finally loads up and I scroll quickly down to the line item in question. It does include transient loading analysis!

I tap off mute as I pull my mouth off your cock, worriedly hoping that that slurp wasn’t too loud. “Hey, that deliverable does include transient loading, it’s item 63 of the purchase order, I’m looking right at it.”

You grab my head, turning me back to your cock. I roll my eyes again with a grin, slipping back on you. Your hands reach down, unbuttoning my blouse. They say something about procurement specifications and definitions as your fingers work down my front. I pull just barely off your cock, reaching up and stroking your spit-slick shaft as you lean down to undo the last of my buttons and untuck the front of my blouse from my skirt.

“Here, let me bring those up, just a sec.” I tap the mute, spinning my chair to face you and pushing my mouth back on your cock. I reach my arms back to pull off my shirt, tossing it on the floor before unhooking my bra. I letting it slip down my arms and onto the floor too, a tingle shooting up my spine as I bare my tits to the empty office, my head bobbing gently on your cock. I reach up, pulling my long black hair out of my face as I pick up my pace with a grin up to you. My perky tits start bouncing in rhythm with my head as you let out a soft happy sigh. I can tell you’re already almost there. Being naughty in my office is clearly just as fun for you as I’m quickly finding it to be!

I pull off, reaching up and stroking you just over that edge, and you burst onto my grinning face. I quickly lean my splattered face back, pumping spurt after spurt of your sticky goo onto my bared tits, your translucent white sperm criss-crossing my large dark nipples, splattering down onto the front of my dark skirt.

I grin up at you, licking a trace of your cum off my lips. I waggle my eyebrows and turn back to my computer, looking for that procurement spec. It’s in with the purchase order. I pull it up and quickly find the exemption. They’re right. Damn. I grab my coffee. Empty.

I look up at you. “Hey, they’re gonna hit the budget numbers, and then we’re done here. Can you keep an ear out and write them down if they come up? I’m gonna go finish off the coffee pot.” I stand, waggling my empty cup at you, my bare, cum-streaked tits jiggling gently as I do.

“Sure thing, babe.” You nod, your cock still hanging out of your pants, a little string of cum dangling from it. I bend down in front of you, slipping you half into my mouth and noisily slurping up the last of your tasty goo. I step back, grinning and licking my lips as I look down my front.

“You think I’m properly dressed for izmit escort the break room?” I run a finger along the edge of my large, dark nipple, shivering enjoyably as I pull a glob of cum up to my mouth. “I think I’m pretty well covered, but maybe I’ll just toss this on real quick…” I lean down and grab my shirt. Doing this in my cube is one thing, and a lot more fun than I’d expected, but walking to the break room, well, I’m not so sure about all that!

“I dunno…” You step over to me, snatching the shirt from my hand, your hands falling instantly to my hips. You yank down my cum-splattered skirt and it slips easily over my tight little butt, baring my plain pink cotton panties as it falls to the floor. I jump back with a giggling shriek as you snatch up the skirt.

“Oh my god! Stop! There’s no way I’m just going to go wandering around like this! The break room is, like, on the other side of the building!” I grab for my clothes, but you hold them up well out of my reach.

“Go now or I’m taking the panties!” You grin and my eyes go wide.

“You wouldn’t dare!” I scoff, and you lunge. I turn quickly, speeding out of my cube in nothing but my little panties, your cum streaking my chests as I streak through the office, but you’re coming right after me! I shriek again as your hand slips into the back of my panties and yanks back, dragging me to a quick, and very uncomfortable, stop. I try to bend my knees and twist to keep you from pulling my panties off, but as I fall to the floor, that just makes it easier for you to pull them down my legs and around my feet. Naked and laughing, I kick at you as you stand, holding my panties in the air, high above the low cubical walls around us and well out of my reach, the cheap carpet rough on my bare skin.

You step backwards grinning, turning and jogging back to the call to obediently jot down the budget figures should they come up, leaving me naked and chuckling after you on the floor, the cum still streaking my face and bare perky breasts the only thing left covering me.

I stand, the empty coffee cup in hand, and head down the hall toward the break room. I can’t stop grinning as I walk naked through these halls that I walk through every single day, my bare breasts jiggling lightly with each step, my nipples perky with more than just the chill of the air conditioning.

I step past the elevator, my heart racing as I can almost hear it dinging and imagine someone stepping off it to find me here, to maybe just barely catch my bare buns disappearing into the break room as I race away from the elevator doors crawling open behind me.

I walk into the break room and pour the last half-cup of joe into my mug, tossing the jug into the sink and turning on the water. I shut off the machine and open the fridge, the cool air very noticeable on my wet chest, and even more noticeable on the growing wetness between my thighs. I reach down there, my fingers tracing between my smooth little lips, feeling just how achingly wet I really am. Maybe it’s the excitement, but my mind flashes to the wonderful alternative to creamer presently all over me. I close the fridge, and look over by the sink. A spoon! Perfect!

I grab it with my free hand, the other occupied massaging my growingly happy little clitty, and look down. That should be plenty of cream! Leaning against the counter, I scoop a spoonful and stir it into my coffee. I pause as my fingers start to wander further, past my happy little clit, slipping themselves into my as-happy, and very wet, little pussy, my mouth letting out a happy little cry. God, I am totally naked and fingering myself in the fucking break room! And I have cum all over me!

I grin, pulling the spoon out of the coffee. Your cum is still all over it, too. It’s not mixing well at all. Meh, I shrug, slipping the spoon in my mouth, letting my eyes go closed as the taste of the coffee mixes with the taste of your semen, my fingers pushing themselves in and out of my burning pussy, my ass wiggling back and forth behind me as I savor the sensations shooting through me.

Sighing happily, I pull the cleaned-off spoon from my tight lips and stand upright, drawing my fingers from my protesting pussy to pick up my mug. I step backwards through the door to the elevators, pushing it open with my bare butt as I distractedly scoop another helping of your cum from my tits. I stir it casually into my kocaeli ucuz escort coffee as I walk past the elevators and wander naked through my office, grinning like a fool the whole time!

I pull the spoon up to my lips, the sticky goo still stuck on it once more, and I sigh my happy little sigh, enjoying my tasty little treat as I step back into my cube. You’re lounging in my chair, half-hard cock still hanging right out of your pants. I look down, scooping another spoonful of your cream from my chest, stirring it into my coffee. You look up at me curiously, amused.

“You know what? We were all out of creamer!” I shrug, very seriously. You grin as I pull the spoon out, showing you the stuck-on cum, and slip it into my mouth. “This is pretty darn tasty, but I generally prefer it fresh.” I point the spoon casually at your cock.

“You’re welcome to a second helping, babe.” You point at your lap and I grin, starting around the little outcropping of cubical desk between us when you stop me with a wave of your hand. “No, you should lean over the desk and do it.” You grin, “It’ll be more fun!” You push my papers off to the side and I grin back, setting my coffee and spoon on a shelf.

I step over in front of the little cubical desk, looking behind me. If I bend over the desk, my bare ass and achingly wet little pussy will be pointed right out of my cubical. I feel that happy little tingle shoot through me as I lean down across it to you, my nipples grazing the cool surface, “Oh god, I’m getting cum all over it!” I squeak, pressing down against it to get my mouth to reach your lap, my breasts squishing into the surface, slippery with the cum between them and the desktop. You step up, pushing your half-hard cock into my mouth, and I start an awkward bob of my neck at the uncomfortable angle.

I finally start to catch what they’re saying on the call. They’re starting the wrap up. I pull off your quickly stiffening flesh, looking up, “Did you get the budget figures?”

“Uh, no?” You shrug, pushing your cock impatiently against my lips. I frown, shoving you away and tapping at the mute, still laying across my desk, bare ass pointed right out of my cube.

“Hey guys,” I say, straining to reach my mouse and keyboard in my bent over position. I lift one leg onto the desktop and can just reach far enough to work the computer. “I stepped out for coffee for a sec, can we hit the budget figures again real quick? I’m sorry.”

They say it’s no problem, but I’m keeping them from going home. I pull up the spreadsheet. They start rattling things off, and I start filling in blanks. Looks like we’re hitting our expenditure targets for the quarter, that’s good news.

I’m so preoccupied filling in the budget line items I don’t even notice you swooping in behind me until your hands are on my hips and your hot, hard cock is already pushing into my gaping open pussy from behind. “Oh fuck…” I murmur, my eyes flitting shut as my breath catches in my throat.

“Cindy?” The phone replies. I slap the mute.

“Damn you!” My eyes roll closed as your cock pushes itself fully into my suddenly very happy little pussy. “Oh god…” I murmur again.

I look up, tapping at the mute button and quickly regretting it, my voice cracking each time you thrust into me. “Noth-ing sorry, ju-st a – a stu-pid compu-ter thing. Ca-an you re-repeat tha-at last fi-igure?” I slap the mute, letting out a high-pitched little cry as you start to slap harder and harder into me.

I look up at the computer, tapping in what I think is the figure they just rattled off. I hit the mute. “Got i-it.” I bite hard down on my lip to keep from crying out and hit the mute again. “Oh god, harder! Oh fuck yes!” I blurt.

Between sucking you off and my far-too-exciting trip to the break room and the fact that you’re pounding me right on my fucking desk, I’m already peaking, my pussy tightening around your cock as an electric shock shoots through my spine. “Oh fuu-uck…” I manage to gasp, every muscle in my body tightening around your cock as my body writhes on my desktop.

“Cindy?” The phone says. I look over at it in a suddenly panicky haze of ecstasy. Definitely still on mute! Oh, right, just need to do wrap up. I hit it, shockwaves starting to course through me. My voice is high, strained, aching desperately to hold it in, “Go-od me-eti-ing! Go-o ho-me!” I slap darıca escort the speakerphone button, hanging up the call, and cry out again, louder than ever, “Oh fuck yes!” My voice echos lightly in the empty office as your pounding cock pushes my orgasm over the top.

After a brief happy moment of pure tenseness in every muscle of my body, I finally gasp for air, your cock still ramming hard and deep into me, “Oh, fuck, stop, stop… no more…” I whimper, pushing you off me.

“Having fun yet, babe?” You smirk as I lay limply across my desk, still breathing deep, heart rate starting slowly to turn down.

“Shame to waste that nice hard cock,” I say, pushing myself off the desk to a mostly upright, if wobbly, stance. I look around, finding my shirt and skirt sitting on the floor. “So, where’d my panties end up?” I step around the desk, picking up my clothes. No bra, either.

“I put them with your bra.” You grin. I narrow my eyes at you.

“Hmphf.” I snort, pulling on the blouse, buttoning it halfway up in front. “Ya, this isn’t gonna work, my nipples are crazy super visible through this. Aaand, now it’s all cum-streak-y”

“Good!” You grin, and I roll my eyes, snorting another laugh as I step into my skirt.

“Well, at least not the shirt matches the skirt’s cum-streakiness…” I pull it up and around the right way, tucking the my shirt and starting back in on the buttons.

“No, you should definitely leave it there.” You stop me, my blouse still unbuttoned to just below my breasts. I grin, shaking my head incredulously.

“Then you -” I step up to you, “- have to bring this -” I grab your very stiff cock roughly in my hand, “- to the elevator!” I snatch up my purse, stroking you as we walk. We head over to the elevators and tap the button, my wrist still pumping along. I lean down, bent over double, almost spilling out of the almost-entirely-unbuttoned shirt as I slide your hard cock into my mouth, tasting the familiar flavor of my own juices still all over it.

The elevator dings, my ass in the air pointing right at it, your cock in my mouth. You tug at the back of my skirt until I feel your fingers wrap around the bottom hem all the way at the top of the crack of my ass. I wait there, my bare buns and happy little pussy pointing right at anyone who might be on there until the door crawls itself all the way open. My breath catches as I feel that wonderful tingling thrill shoot through me, not knowing for absolute sure what might just be behind me. Grinning, I slip off your cock and stand, turning to the empty elevator, dragging you in after me by your cock as my skirt falls back into place.

I kneel down in the middle of the elevator and you slip yourself back between my lips. I tap the elevator button for the lobby, and start in in earnest, pumping my mouth as hungrily against your cock as it pounded into me.

“Aw, fuck this is good…” You mutter as my head flies back and forth against you. I feel my wide-open top utterly fail to do its job as my breasts bounce free with the wild motion. The elevator slows and dings for the lobby. I can feel your cock burning, tensing, ready to burst in my mouth. I can’t stop now!

I keep thrusting at you as the doors to the lobby crawl open, your cock bursting as they move. I slow down, my eyes smiling up at you while I pull back until just your tip sits between my lips, my hands reaching up to stroke your cock as you pump your sperm into me, coating my tongue. I can already feel it sticking to my teeth.

When I finally slip you out of my mouth, the very last of your cum dribbles onto my chin . I stand, tucking my perky tits and their large, dark nipples back into the light top, the nipples still completely visible right through the thin material, which is, of course, streaked with little dark splotches of your cum from earlier, my dark skirt likewise streaked with matching light splotches.

I open my mouth to you, showing you the white cream filling it, and head out across the lobby. I walk past the guard to a “Goodnight Ms. Belle,” to which I spin, wave and smile a tight-lipped, sweet smile in reply.

I step quickly out into the cool air before the guard takes a second look, shivering as I find it cooler still without any underwear on. You step out after me and I open those tight lips, showing off my still-full mouth. I close, swallow, and open again to show you it’s all gone.

“Good stand in for our previous plans, babe?” You smirk, pointing to your lip, mirroring to me where I’ve still got that dribble of cum.

“Next time I work late, maybe I won’t have to cancel!” I smile back, my tongue reaching out to snatch up your stray drop. I lick my lips and swallow, grinning. “Mmm-mm! Coffee and cum, good to the last drop!”

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This happened to me about five years ago, but it’s not the kind of thing you forget. Sofia and I had gone to one of our parking spots overlooking the city of X. (in Europe, as you’ll see), but it was a warm, even sultry night, so we got out of the car to get some air. There was half a moon behind thin clouds. I pinned Sofia against the side of the car and kissed her, and pressed my hand to her breast. Another car drove up. That wouldn’t necessarily have stopped us, but we decided to go for a walk in the woodsy park nearby. We had walked there once in the day, and we knew there was a cute little gazebo in a secluded spot not too far away.

There were two other couples there, 20-somethings (we’re in our 30s), maybe double dating, though not sitting side by side. The gazebo was hexagonal, with wooden benches and railings. We took a place in the empty third, equidistant from the others; we said a quiet hello. The others had been chatting and perhaps making out; the men had their arms around the women’s shoulders, but everyone still had all their clothes on. Sofia and I talked softly, in English, about nothing in particular, just to get the feel of the situation. The other couples started kissing, and that was good enough for us. We did the same, but we knew we were being watched, which (as always) excited us. Soon my hand slipped off a shoulder to cup a breast, and slowly fondled and pressed and caressed it through Sofia’s t-shirt.

Did I mention that it was a lycra t-shirt with a provocative series of (designer) holes in it, worn without a bra? And that Sofia has beautiful full breasts? The men must have seen me stroking those shapely titties, and I just loved pushing them around through the lycra and sometimes lining my fingers up with the holes for a feel of skin. I could feel Sofia’s nipples become erect, and I knew they could be seen lara escort clearly poking against the stretchy fabric in the half-moonlight. I was turning Sofia on — I could tell by the pressure of her kisses and the way she leaned her head back and raised her chest to me — and I slipped a hand under her t-shirt until I had a breast full in my fingers. The feel of that hard nipple made my cock throb. Sofia read my mind and put her hand over my cock, hard as a bone inside my jeans (for convenience sake, I was going commando).

I stole a look at the other couples. The girls had their eyes closed, but the guys were watching us. I smiled at them. They both started stroking their girls’ breasts as I watched. That made the girls open their eyes (and I looked away, but I knew the girls would see what I was doing to Sofia). Knowing I had an audience, I dropped my fondling hand and began to raise Sofia’s t-shirt. That made her take notice. She saw that the others were making out too, and I knew what she wanted. In moments I was sucking one, then both nipples and then kissing her on the throat so the other couples could her a good look at her heaving chest, at those beautiful tits and those fully erect nipples, just glistening a little from my sucking. I knew that the guys would be feasting on the sight.

Sofia surprised me by suddenly swinging a leg over mine and straddling me and kissing me hard, her t-shirt still rolled up over her tits. She was wearing a thong and a loose, pleated skirt. I could feel the heat from her crotch right on top of the bulge in my pants: the lap dancer’s pose. I held her by the shoulders and buried my head in her breasts, sucking her nipples to my heart’s content and (I knew) sending her into a zone of no return.

I dropped my hands to her ass and slowly and deliberately serik escort gathered up the fabric of her skirt. I could look over her shoulder at the other couples. One girl’s blouse was all unbuttoned and her bra was raised and her tits were being pawed. The other girl was stroking her boyfriend’s pants as her rubbed her between the legs through her shorts.

Soon they were all watching Sofia’s skirt being raised. Sofia didn’t mind. She was beginning to rock on my cock, just a layer of blue denim away. I tucked Sofia’s skirt into the top of her thong, fully exposing her firm, round cheeks. That left my hands free to caress that ass and to play with that thong. I slipped my finger underneath it, then all the way underneath until I felt her hot, wet pussy. My middle finger was wet and slippery, and I dragged it across Sofia’s rosebud and let it lightly massage that tender spot. I could feel the heat as I let my finger linger there. Sofia responded with a sigh and a couple of dragging thrusts up and down the length of my cock.

The other girls suddenly straddled their men to do the same thing! We were playing Simon Says, it seemed. Simon says take your top off. I slipped Sofia’s t-shirt off over her head, and soon the other girls were also naked to the waist. They were both sexy girls, one with a tattoo at the base of her spine. I wanted to get a better look at their breasts, but I was already occupied showing Sofia off. Down came the thong, requiring Sofia briefly to stand, She was gorgeous half-naked in her skirt, and she knew it.

I unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans, and out sprang my engorged cock. Sofia was on the pill; no need for a condom. I didn’t expect what came next. She knelt down and started to suck and stroke me. The other guys had a side view and were watching intently. antalya escort One of the girl’s pants were already peeled down, exposing her lacy panties. Then they came off. I took my shirt off. We all realized it was too hot to keep our clothes on.

Sofia stood up and sat on me. I slid into her: so smooth and satiny, and my shaft was as hard as an axe handle. She began to ride me immediately. I unhooked her skirt and twirled it off. She was completely naked now. She didn’t care that she was being watched; on the contrary, I knew she enjoyed it. And what the others saw — and they were all looking, the girls back over their shoulders — was her long back and swelling ass plunging down on my swollen cock from tip to base, again and again.

Sofia was moaning now too, and I was out of my mind with excitement, holding her by the shoulders, by the hips, or letting my fingers drift down her back and brush past her anus until I met the wetness flowing out of her and brought it back up on the return trip and deposited it on that tight, hot, puckery spot in full view of the watchers. The touch of that oozy liquid there at the tip of my probing middle finger began to bring on orgasm, and as she began to ride hard and come, I pushed my finger into her (which triggered my own intense coming) and right there in the woods she gave a cry of pleasure so loud it frightened all of us. She shook, and she rode on; she was still coming, and her cries broke into something like sobs and then into sighs.

The other girls wanted the same experience, and I watched them do their best to get it. They took charge of those guys and used them, and I got the impression the guys weren’t used to that level of aggression from their girls. The girls grabbed the wooden railings and came down hard and fast on those men. The sight was so sexy to me that I was soon stiff as a rail again myself, and Sofia took full advantage. I don’t know who came first or last, but that gazebo was rocking. I noticed that our sounds had attracted a couple of voyeurs. They kept their distance but saw the triple double climaxes at the end; and added their own.

Feel free to join them.

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The villains from my Wanda stories have come up with a new business idea.

Dillon got an idea from hearing his former teachers go on and on about the pictures and video of the time he had stripped and groped up a slut from school. He should have thought of it before but he didn’t like to think about that girl for too long. His memories of her were bittersweet. On the one hand, he loved that he had got over her. The feeling of power he had literally in his hands was the most alive he had ever felt. The excitement he felt was enough that he actually came in his swim trunks as he squeezed her bare breasts in front of a cheering crowd. On the flipside though that incident would lead to two attacks on his testicles that had caused enough damage to his system that he was no longer able to function normally. He needed hormone replacement therapy just to keep his body from overloading on estrogen and his body from feminizing at a rapid pace. The synthetic testosterone had much of the opposite effect. He had developed male pattern baldness before he turned twenty and the severe acne had left him with a pocked-marked face he slathered in fake tanning cream. He enjoyed the pumped-up muscles modern chemistry had left him with. He wouldn’t have traded the muscles for the importance though. In order to get it up, he had to shoot up his scrotum with an extract from shark testicles or something.

His pervy teachers had given him the idea to recreate the experience. He would recruit the strippers from the club he bounced at to stage similar incidents. Then they would charge a monthly fee to access the video and photo collections. Every girl at the club gave him an idea of a scenario where he could whip out her tits for a shocked crowd. He had the guys to help him out in mind.

What he needed was a little seed money and he knew the place to get it. Rich the owner of the strip club would love the idea. In fact, kocaeli escort he would help convince any girl who showed signs of reluctance to participate or risk her job. Rich loved using his authority to coerce the girls in his employee to bend to his will. He had ways other than financial. His coke connection was two scary Latin brothers Donny and Benny who aside from accessing the best stuff were very capable of striking fear into anyone. Benny and Donny were willing to hurt or rape anyone if the thought occurred to them. Between the money, the drugs, and the violence all the girls of the club were available to Dillon and his new website.

Dillon decided that in honor of the tits that had inspired the whole idea that he would return to the beach volleyball courts. The trio of girls was pretty diverse a Latin bombshell with the famous big curvy ass. She danced under the name Bella and wore a leopard print one-piece suit. Her jet black hair hung down to her perky conical shaped breasts. They weren’t that big but it was of little concern because her ass was going to be the target of the attack. Alexis, on the other hand, was all tits. She had full tear shaped breasts before she had implants put in and now she had almost comically large mammaries. Nothing about them looked real. They were impossibly round and stretched her breast flesh to the limit. She had tattooing on her nipples to make the areolas heart-shaped. The bright red nips really popped on her tanned titties. Guys would tell their wives and girlfriends they hated the fake ones but the blond made tons of tips when the top came off in the club. There was no question that her huge knockers were going to be the target of the staged attack on her blue bikini. The triangle top already left little to the imagination. The Polish redhead was obviously named Ginger and while she had a great firm body topped off by nicely gölcük escort by shapely well-proportioned breasts the caper to the show would be her flaming red bush. Her gingham colored string bikini was just asking for it.

Dillon’s high school buddies got in set up cameras around the ambush zone. The crowd had no idea what they were about to be treated to. The victims were getting lots of attention. Which was the plan. They were kind of hard to miss The big Latin ass on Bella was a lot to take in. Combined with Alexis’ ridiculous fake headlights it might have drawn suspicion. The saving grace was that Ginger looked almost wholesome and innocent.

Once a decent sized crowd approached Dillon made his move. He grabbed a hand full of material from the back of Bellas suit and lifted to the sky. Bella let out a stunned scream that was real. She had not expected to practically cut in two and her discomfort was real as spandex split her fat pussy lips in two. Dillons friends did their best to capture the stunned looks of the crowd as they stared at Bellas mostly bare wedgied ass. The tan lines were almost blinding from Bella’s ass. The white lines cotrasted beautifully with Balla’s brown legs. Dillon gave her big ass a loud painfull slap that would leave a mark.

With all eyes turned in their direction Dillon turned his attention to Alexis. Dilln had given her strict instructions to face the same bleachers as the last time Dillon had set up a girl on the volleyball courts. Dillon pulled her triangle tops almost to her shoulder blades. Her huge boobs didn’t move as she looked into the crowd. Her heart shaped nipples added an extra surprised reaction from the audience. Dillon hoped his friends were getting there action on camera as faces tried to understand what it was they were seeing. Dillon grabbed at a tit to shake it. He found Alexis’ izmit sınırsız escort breasts were so firm he couldn’t grip them and they didn’t move a bit. Next time he would remember to attack Alexis’ nips instead.

Ginger was to be the star of the show and soon as the cameraman signaled Dillon he grabbed Ginger’s string bikini bottoms by the bows the plan he told Ginger was he would pull a string and the material would flap down. Her bush would be exposed and she would cover up quickly. Unfortunately, for Ginger Dillon felt the blood flowing to his cock without the scrotum shot for the first time in years. He got too excited and instead of the quick little bush flash, he yanked her bottoms down around her ankles. Ginger let out a real scream and tripped as her bottoms tangled at her feet. Dillon looked at an old couple had been treated to Ginger’s bare ass pointed directly at them. The extra shocked expression on the little old man’s face made Dillon realize they should go out of their way to target old guys next flashing. Ginger’s vulnerability on her hands and knees was too much a temptation for Dillon to resist running a finger down the crack of her ass. The camera caught her stunned expression as his finger brushed her pussy lips.

The cameramen bailed into awaiting van. Dillon very reluctantly refrained further mauling the super pissed Ginger. The van sped away leaving the girls surrounded by the crowd who had just witnessed their stripped down molestation. Next time they would have to figure out a way to leave a camera behind o capture the aftermath. The first installment was complete. ENF.com was underway and would grow into Filthy Rich productions.

The girls were not happy about the liberties Dillon had taken with their bodies. It was gonna cost Rich a fortune in coke if Dillon didn’t get his urges under control. Dillon was super excited to almost have had his first natural erection in years. Rich invited his dealers to see the footage. They loved it. Benny and Donny wanted the innocent blond girl Kimmy up next. Ginger looked wholesome and innocent but the accent screamed exotic. Kimmy was the total girl next door. Rich had the perfect set up for her. Cheerleader practice in the park.

To be continued

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