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So I get a call from the agency. That’s pretty unusual, usually they just send a card and a taxi. It’s been the same kind of stuff for a few weeks now, rich guys wanting to get their kinky rocks off with no strings attached. By this stage I’d moved into Bear’s spare room, although I’d not been home much, so the hotel bills had gone down. All in all I’m doing very well out of it, and putting most of it away. And the agency calls and asked if I want to do a film.

At first I was a little scared. I had always been nervous of someone from back home recognizing me, lord knows why. It was a double life, and I wanted it to stay that way. I didn’t want to offend the agency by turning it down either, so I was in a quandary. I voiced my fears, and they explained I didn’t need to worry. ‘It’s to be made in Germany. No-one at home will see it. It’ll be far too kinky to get any publicity back here’.

‘How kinky?’, I asked, worried now for different reasons.

‘Nothing you can’t handle I’m sure. They’ll go over everything there. You can go and see them on us. Decide when you’re there. If you can’t handle it you can come back home, and we’ll keep you on at the same stuff as now. We just thought maybe you were ready for a little more’.

I considered. I was getting a little bored with “the same stuff as now”. A thought occurred to me.

‘How much?’, I asked. He told me. I casually said I’d check it out, visions of my nice new car in my head.

Still, what if someone did recognise me? Walking dejectedly around the apartment later I kept picturing the horror on my mother’s face. I threw on a T-shirt and sat down in front of the TV for the first time in months. I flicked through the channels listlessly. I hadn’t been missing much.

There was a rattle at the door and Bear came in with a couple of other guys. Despite sharing a flat with Bear I hadn’t seen much of him, as he was usually out working as a bouncer in the bar, or escorting girls for the agency. I recognised one of them, a guy called Stephan who worked at the bar downstairs. ‘Oh, Hi Chris’, said Bear. ‘Er, were you watching TV? We were going to watch a video.’

‘No, not really. You go ahead. Do you mind if I sit in, or is this a guy thing?’

‘I certainly don’t mind. Either of you guys mind if Chris sits in with us?’, Bear asked.

They exchanged looks. ‘Ermm…’, said the one I didn’t know.

Bear laughed at his discomfort. ‘The video’s a little raunchy’, he said, ‘I think Tom’s a little worried you might be offended, young innocent thing that you are’.

I laughed too, and the two smiled, embarrassed and puzzled at the private joke. I said ‘I think I’ll cope. In fact tonight it’s just what I need to see. Provided you won’t be too embarrassed in front of me?’

They denied any embarrassment effusively, and Bear went off to get a few beers. I moved up on the sofa to give space. ‘Come, sit’, I said. I looked down at myself. ‘Oops. Sorry, I shoulda dressed more for company, shouldn’t I?’ I was just wearing a pair of black knickers and my t-shirt. The shirt was too large for me, and so covered up my knickers provided I sat fairly demurely, but it still wasn’t exactly being dressed for guests.

Stephan smiled, though and said jokingly ‘Hey, don’t dress up for us.’ The other guy (Tom, was it?) laughed nervously.

Feeling mischievous I said seriously ‘You sure you don’t mind?’

‘Erm, well, no. Er well, it’s your place, isn’t it?’. They sat down precariously at the other end of the sofa, giving me plenty of space. The flat only had this sofa to sit on, other than the chairs for the fatih escort table.

‘Yeah. Yeah, I guess it is’, I replied.

Tom cleared his throat. ‘Are you and Bear, er…’, he said.

‘No. Well… Not really. Not for a while, anyway.’, I said. Their obvious curiosity was amusing me no end, this was far better than the TV.

‘Oh’, said Tom. The conversation hung in the air for a while after that, while I grinned at their faces. After a while Bear returned with a case of beer and threw one to each of the guys. ‘I brought you a glass’, he said, ‘Do you want it?’

‘Nah,’ I said, ‘out of the bottle will be fine.’ He popped the lid and handed it to me. I was enjoying behaving a little slutty. I have to spend so much time pretending to be demure, it made a nice change to be true to myself.

Bear stood in front of the sofa. ‘Someone will have to sit on the floor’, he said.

‘That’s okay’, I said. ‘I’ll sit on someone’s lap’. Two pairs of eyes swiveled in my direction, and it was all I could do to keep from laughing out loud. I looked at Bear, and could see he was barely holding it in as well. I stood up, and Bear sat down in my spot. I a hand on my hip. ‘Well come on, I can’t take a seat until we’ve been properly introduced’.

‘Oh, sorry’, said Bear. ‘Chris, this is my mate Stephan, who is twenty-two years old today, and had nothing better to do than go in to work. We told him not to be so daft, and brought him up here with the promise of an extremely dirty video, which he is far too sweet and innocent to have ever seen anything like in his life.’

I bowed slightly mock-sincerely to Stephan, who beamed back at me. Stephan looked slightly younger than his age, and was tall and gangly, with an unkempt goatee.

Bear went on, ‘And this is my little brother Tom, down from university for the weekend, who has seen far more pornography than is good for him, but very little that doesn’t have a staple through it’. Ah, that explained why I felt I recognised Tom. He had his brother’s same rich chocolate skin and features, but without Bear’s muscles.

‘And this, gentlemen, is my flatmate, Christine, the most innocent looking complete slut you are ever likely to be lucky enough to meet in your life’. I could see Tom’s brow furrow as he prepared to leap to my defence, and I had to cut in.

‘Why thank you, kind sir’, I said, and curtsied, using the hem of the t-shirt and flashing my knickers. I giggled and settled myself onto Stephan’s lap, before leaning back, giving him a peck on the cheek and breathing ‘Happy birthday’ in his ear. He blushed, which I thought was terribly sweet.

Bear got up and put on the video. Where I was Stephan wasn’t going to be able to see much, so lay down across the sofa of them. The two newcomers didn’t know what to do with their hands, and held them uncertainly in the air, so I grabbed Stephan’s free hand and placed it on my thigh. ‘It’s okay’, I said, ‘I’m not china’. Tom slowly followed suit, resting his hands on my legs.

Bear came back and lifted me a little to get into his seat. Now I was laid across the three of them, my head resting on the arm, my ass in Stephan’s lap, and Tom with his arms folded across my legs. Quite comfortable, I settled down to watch the video.

It was pretty much what I had been expecting. Terrible acting, poor excuse for a plot, took simply ages for anyone to get their cock out. There were lots of shots of naked breasts bouncing up and down, which did make me uncomfortable as I am never that confident about the size of my own breasts. I was a little bored, zeytinburnu escort to tell the truth, and despite not being much of a beer drinker I was getting through mine fairly fast.

I only really started to get interested when I became aware that the guys were beginning to get aroused. Tom was absent-mindedly stroking my legs, and Stephan was doing the same ever so slightly with the tip of one finger at the hem of my knickers, as if to try and not be noticed. Bear was slowly coming to life underneath my arm; he kept shifting himself to try and get comfortable as his huge member uncoiled itself in his pants.

The girl on-screen was now naked, and the camera zoomed in to take a close-up of between her legs. That was more like it. Bear’s cock twitched beneath me. Stephan licked his lips, and took another swig of beer, not taking his eyes off the screen. Now the girl on screen was being fondled, a hand moving aside her pink cunt lips, and fingering her opening slowly. Even through his jeans I could feel the pulsing of Bear’s cock.

I put down the empty bottle on the floor and wriggled down the sofa. Now my cheek was resting against it. It also meant that my t-shirt was pushed up just under my breasts. Stephan slowly moved his hand to rest on them casually, and Tom’s were now resting on my knickers. I stayed that way, quietly, not moving a muscle, for a while until I was sure they were still watching the video. The guy on-screen had his dick out, and the girl began to suck it noisily.

I could do much better. I moved my head back onto Bear’s stomach and slowly, link by link, pulled down his fly. Then I quietly reached in my hand and pulled out his cock, finally coming out with a jerk and slapping me on the cheek as it came back down. Bear made not a sound.

His cock was even bigger than I remembered it. The salty smell and the sheer scale of it just drove me wild. I can’t even begin to think how I got it up my ass last time. There was no way I could deep throat him, but I opened my mouth wide and just got the head of it in my mouth. I shut my eyes and sucked gently, like I had a giant pacifier. I put my hand down Bear’s fly and cupped his soft testicles. He brought his free hand down and placed his hand on the shaft and began to stroke it gently up and down. Hmm, lovely. I tasted a little pre-cum in my mouth, and squirmed with excitement.

Stephan (I presume) was now openly stroking my breasts, and I felt a hand go down my knickers and attempt entry to my wet snatch. I opened my legs a little to allow access. Fingers went in and began to massage my clit. Oh, god, but that was good.

Suddenly the sound from the video stopped. I opened my eyes, and reluctantly removed Bear’s cock from my mouth. I looked around. Everyone was looking at me. ‘So I’m guessing you want to take a break from the film?’, said Bear.

I nodded. ‘Please?’. Bear smiled broadly. ‘Guys, you want to come play in my room?’. They nodded dumbly.

Tom said ‘All of us?’

‘If you like,’ I said, climbing off them and standing up, ‘though Stephan should have first choice of end.’

‘Deal’, he said, eagerly. I stripped off my shirt and knickers, dropped them on the floor and bounded through onto Bear’s big double bed. I waited for what seemed an age, and passed the time by playing with myself, with a couple of fingers of my other hand up my ass. Eventually the guys came in and I sat up again. They were all naked. They hung back from the bed, looking at me.

‘Steph’s a little shy’, said Bear. Stephan stood in the middle of the three hanging bağcılar escort his head sheepishly, as though he hadn’t a sexual thought in it. His pulsing member, standing smartly to attention, told a different story.

‘What would you like to do with me, Stephan? What have you never done?’. I racked my brains for a treat. ‘Would you like to stick your cock in my ass, hmm?’

He swallowed thickly. ‘Oh, fuck yes’, he said.

‘Mmm,’ I said, ‘I’d like that. Just need to give you a little lubrication first. Come, sit down here next to me’. He came and sat next to me on the side of the bed, and I pushed my hair back over my shoulder and took him in my mouth and deep in my throat. He moaned with each movement of my lips and tongue, and I soon had to stop before he came too soon. I got down off the bed and climbed onto his lap. I had not offered anal for nothing, his cock was just the right size, long enough but not too wide, and he slid into me just beautifully. This left my pussy gaping wide open to the other two. ‘Come on, then, someone, don’t leave me waiting.’ Tom started forward, but Bear held him back.

‘Sorry, bro.’, He said. ‘That pussy’s mine.’ He stepped forward and rammed himself into me, making me gasp in a mixture of pain and pleasure. My god, but he was big. He held himself there for a while, his big cock throbbing in my pussy, until eventually that alone made me cum, and I cried out for more.

My cries were soon silenced, however, by Tom. He had climbed onto the bed and stood on the mattress, offering his engorged dick to my lips. He was almost as big as his brother, but not quite, and I just about managed to get some of it down my throat, but not without a great deal of gagging.

He kept apologizing, which in retrospect was quite funny, and I eventually had to take it out with one hand and tell him not to worry about it unless I turned blue. ‘Just fuck my face and cum down my throat, use me. I like it.’ He paused a moment, not quite daring to believe what he had heard, before plunging his cock into my throat with renewed vigour. That was more like it.

The sight of his little brother fucking my mouth like that must have turned Bear on because he began to fuck my pussy with long, hard strokes, that sometimes hurt a little as they bumped at my cervix. I was just about there for the second time as Stephan came with a sigh, still buried deep in my ass. I love the feeling of cum up there, and my own orgasm was tremendous.

Everyone changed over. Bear pulled out of me and I climbed off of Stephan, and onto Tom. I’m glad I got onto Tom second, I was just nicely opened up for something bigger. Bear got back into my pussy and his rhythm fairly quickly. By the time he was ready to cum, and climbed up so he could do so into my expectant mouth, Stephan had recovered enough to come fuck me.

We continued that way for a good hour or so, swapping and changing when the need arose, my eager mouth always ready to clean up the results. That’s the beauty of having three guys at once, there’s almost always someone who’s still up for it.

Eventually we got tired and ordered pizza, which I collected naked and gave the delivery boy a thrill. We played with the pizza a little, and Bear scooped some of my juices (nobody had come up there except me) onto one of his slices.

I got jealous, and they ended up having a competition to see who could cum on a slice for me. Tom won by a nose, but I ended up with his and Bear’s on there as well. Gorgeous, though I doubt you’d get it as a standard topping.

As I lay there, tired, sleepy and totally satisfied I realised my fears about the film were groundless. I had known Stephan before tonight, and he knew nothing about my other life. Yet I hadn’t batted an eyelid about letting him inside me. Why the hell would my family be any different? I fell asleep dreaming of movie stardom. Germany, here I cum.

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This story contains m/f, f/f, m/f/f sex and anal play.

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Milla, in her white faux fur robe, gazed at the lights of the city and stars of the sky from her second floor balcony.

It was an early spring morning with a cool breeze and she enjoyed her post-sex smoke as she was still tingling between her legs and legs themselves felt like shaking rubber.

Nicholas always had a way of doing that to her but lately, even as she would look up at him while he growled and grunted and drove into her with raw aggression, she couldn’t help feel like there could be more. It was simple: their sex life was in dire need of a kick of spice! It became almost too predictable. They would kiss for a couple of minutes, he would lick her pussy for another, and after 3.2 minutes, boom, she was there with her legs open while he buried his cock into her.

That wasn’t bad per se, and she loved when he fucked her with such passion, but there had to be more to experience.

Nicholas happened to be the EMT that resuscitated and cared for her when she crashed her clunker twenty years ago. He visited her in the hospital every day until they released her. They swapped numbers, went on a few dates, tied the knot, and here they were. And he was still taking care of her. The sun never sat each day before he said, “I love you.” Milla was still giddy around him like when they first met.

Lately, Nicholas realized it took a few extra minutes to get his motor running and Milla didn’t mind sucking him for longer or kissing him more to get him ready. Like any woman in a similar situation, the thought appeared in her mind that he was losing his attraction for her. She could still pass for a 30 year old though she was ten years older than that and was pretty but an extra wrinkle appeared here or there and a strand of gray was trying to creep into her auburn locks. On the other hand, he wouldn’t give up trying to please the love of his life so maybe the fire he had for her was still there—even if it was down to embers.

Nicholas was five years from fifty and his body was starting to remind him of that. Still, Milla hoped a kick in their sex life would perk things up!

It was a few hours before Milla had to get ready to go to her marketing job but that had fallen on her priority list a few notches. She was craving something new but she didn’t know what. It was madness and the solution? Call your best friend at two in the morning!

Micaela was the friend that was close like a sister who knew all Milla’s secrets and offered her shoulder like a Kleenex all those times she had boy problems. They had their days of dancing topless while drowning in booze at bars and were at each other’s weddings. They met at college and twenty years later, they were still linked at the hips.

Milla probably wouldn’t have made it this far without Micaela. Milla relied on her maybe a bit too much for guidance on just about everything from men to food to fashion and Micaela could easily have been her significant other third alongside Nicholas.

Milla leaned on the oak railing of her balcony, tossed her auburn tresses off her shoulder, and tapped her toes until she answered. It only took five calls before she picked up.

Micaela grumbled before she spoke. “Yaaawwwn, Milla! What’s the emergency? You know the weekend doesn’t start for two days, right?”

“Yes, yes, I know, but this couldn’t wait. I’m so horny right now.”

“Um, isn’t that what your hubby is for?”

“Sorry, I meant that I’m horny for something new. Nicholas is a great guy, the greatest, he’s incredible, but we do the same thing the same way every time. Our sex life probably resembles two tortoises going at it. Whoopee.”

Milla could hear Micaela shifting positions probably to sit up. This was serious!

“Have you talked to Nicholas at all about this, hon?”

“I don’t know what to say because I don’t know what I want to try. Besides, there’s a reason his favorite flavor is vanilla…”

“Oh, I hear you. Well, have you thought about bringing another woman into your bed? The way you laid that kiss on me that night made me think you might want to taste what’s on the other side.”

Milla chuckled. “My brain was swimming in booze that night and that was years ago.”

“Well, alcohol is the serum of truth and I’ve seen how you’ve been eyeing me.”

“Was I that obvious? Okay, I have thought about other women but hadn’t had the courage to act on it let alone bring it up to Nicholas. With the way we are now, he might think I’m leaving him for one!”

“Hmm, it wouldn’t hurt to get everything out in the open, would it?” Micaela said. “Okay, have you guys tried any action at either of your backdoors? Kevin and I have been playing around with it. Oooh, the feeling of being filled in your dirtiest place is so…dirty and fun!”

Milla felt a rush throughout and her ass quivered at the thought of it being played with.

She fell into the chair behind her and her legs tightened. “It might şişli escort have crossed my mind once. So, it really feels good?”

“It’s even hot when you have a vibrator in your ass while you’re being fucked. Oh my, I’m rubbing myself now. Why did you do this? I have to get up early!”

“Sorry. I might like to try that but doesn’t it hurt?”

“Not if you’re careful. You have to go slow and make sure you’re super wet back there. Try it and tell me what you think.”

Milla’s arousal became swallowed in blue. “Sigh, in my excitement I forgot Nicholas isn’t into the anal stuff. Never mind.”

Micaela scoffed. “What is he into? I know what you guys need. A visit to Angela Lu. She’s a sex surrogate I know but not just any kind.”

“What makes her special?”

“Well, get this,” Micaela said as she lowered her voice but lifted her excitement, “she actually tries different things with couples to see what they might like! With consent, of course. She’s super-hot so there haven’t been many that didn’t give her the okay to ‘experiment’ with them. It just depends if you care that another woman is touching your hubby—or the other way around. Angela owes me a favor and I can get you guys in today. I’ll be sure to tell her how hot you are and get her ready so to speak.”

Milla’s curiosity was growing like the heat and sexual jolts between her legs. “I’m almost willing to try anything at this point. I’ll see what Nicholas thinks about it.”

“Okay, you do that and I’m going to do some sleeping. I’ll see you at work.”

“Goodnight, thanks.”

“Night.”

Milla was riled up and wished she could sleep. She mashed the butt of her cigarette in the ashtray on the round table next to her and made her way through the sliding glass door into the darkness of her bedroom.

Nicholas was facing the right side of the room and snoozing like a bear. The bright red digits on the alarm clock next to him read, “2:25 AM.”

She lifted the covers to join him, snuggled into his back, and slid her arm around him. She absorbed his musk mixed with the fading scent of the cologne sprits on his T-shirt and she sighed.

She caressed the creases in his cheeks and brushed over his mustache before settling into his warmth and soaking in the toasty aura between them.

It wasn’t a few hours later when Milla was shuffling around the house like a zombie trying to get ready for work. With that beautiful, bright yellow sun came a headache of epic proportions and a powerful desire to bury herself under the covers but that was not an option.

Nicholas was getting ready, too, but was speeding through the house like he’d slept for days like a baby. He sure didn’t resemble anyone between forty and fifty. His body was slender but lean and his hair was still mostly there but was transitioning from brown to salt.

Milla would look at him in passing but he’d keep his focus straight ahead and when she offered her lips, he’d whisk right on by with a breeze following behind him.

She didn’t think that had ever happened and the tension became so heavy that she could hardly take another step.

With some effort, she made her way to the kitchen and poured herself a bowl of Toasted Oats and Honey, chopped up some bananas and dropped them in, and reached for some liquid to put in it. She carried her bowl to the dining room table facing the living room.

It wasn’t long before she heard the opening and closing of cabinet doors behind her, the refrigerator door skidding across the floor, and the chair across from her dragging over the tile.

Milla lifted a brow as Nicholas lifted a spoon of cereal to his mouth followed by a glass of OJ. The only noises in the room came from his slurping.

She sighed and brought her spoon to her lips, too.

“Ah!” she yelled, shattering all the heaviness in the room. She lowered her eyes to find that her cereal was floating in water! “Oh, my God! I didn’t realize I did that!”

He broke silence for one moment. “Hey Milla. Can you keep it down? I’d like to eat in peace.”

Not “hey honey.” Not even “hey cupcake.” “Milla?” Neither of them could recall when he last called her that.

Nicholas went on smacking his lips, sucking up the orange juice, and humming a tune.

Milla filled with so much tension that she blew!

She tugged at her hair and popped out of the chair. “Nick! Why aren’t you speaking to me?”

Between feeding his pie hole, he said, “I did speak but obviously you weren’t listening because you’re louder than before.”

Milla slowed her breaths to calm herself before speaking again. “What’s the matter with you?”

Nicholas sat against the wood behind him and snickered with his arms folded. “I don’t know. I’ve never been a tortoise before. I’m not enjoying it. I feel like I’m being so vanilla!”

Milla nearly choked as she rested her hands on the table and sat down again. “You heard me?”

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She reached for his hand but he pulled it out of range.

Milla forced out a smile. “Did you hear the part about how incredible you were last night, too?”

“You didn’t feel like you could tell me you were bored?”

Milla tugged at her hair. “Grr, I didn’t mean it like that! I just wanted to try something new. I shouldn’t have gone about it the way I did. Sorry.”

Nicholas scoffed. He pushed away from the table and placed his dishes in the sink. Milla could feel the razor of his disappointment cut at her.

She waited for him to approach as he had to do so to escape the kitchen.

Nicholas took a couple of steps onto the carpet beyond Milla. It seemed something drew him back.

He lifted a finger just an inch from her nose. She looked at him with eyes that desired him and the connection that seemed fractured.

He pursed his lips as his hazel irises lit with fire. “You know you can talk to me about anything. You didn’t have to spread news of our sex life all over the world!”

Milla nodded. “I’m sorry. I won’t do it again.”

“Well, talk now. What’s on your mind?”

She thought about her conversation with Micaela that morning and she was turning herself on a bit. “Um, have you changed your mind about a little butt play?”

“You mean since you asked me the first time?”

Milla slumped in her chair. “I guess that’s a ‘no.’ Come on, you might like it. Have you even tried it?”

Nicholas stammered and searched for his words. “Uh, well, it’s not for me. I don’t think we need to do all this extra shit. You said I was incredible already. Let’s leave it at that. Why mess with a good thing?”

“Because it could be a better thing…”

“If it’s not good enough for you, maybe you can get more acquainted with your vibrator!”

Milla’s blood was boiling over the top and she shouted at him. “Ugh, you don’t have to such a dick about it! I just want you to open up more! We don’t have to do anal. We can do something else!”

Nicholas was turning red. “I know what I can do. Leave! Shouldn’t you be doing the same?”

In a blink, Nicholas was dressed with his medical bag in hand and was out of the door. The lack of a goodbye kiss was chilling but not unexpected.

Milla was held down in that chair by the weight of his disapproval but she knew both of them weren’t on the right side.

She was supposed to be at work in exactly five minutes so she found the strength to get ready and head out.

Around lunchtime, Nicholas was in the hospital breakroom finishing his meatball and mozzarella sub when his cell rang. The display read, “My True Love.”

He let it ring almost until his voicemail would have caught the call before he answered.

“What is it Milla?” he said lacking any patience for anything she might have to say.

“Listen, I’m sorry about this morning. I just wanted to make sure you were okay. I know about the manly issues you’ve been going through.”

Nicholas felt the sting of not quite being the man he knew he could be. “I…I’ll be fine. I was thinking maybe something new wouldn’t be so bad. Might give me the jumpstart I need.”

There was a silence followed by a shaking in her voice. “Do you still think I’m pretty?”

“Huh? Of course. You’re beautiful. It doesn’t have anything to do with that.”

“Whenever we’re at the market or whenever we’re out, I notice other women eyeing you. A lot of them younger than me.”

“Stop it!” Nicholas said with firmness. “I’m with the woman I want and will always want.”

Milla sniffed. “Aww, I love you.”

“I love you. So, what else did you have in mind to make things wilder in our sheets?”

“Hold that question. Can I come see you? I’d rather not talk about it over the phone.”

Nicholas glanced at the clock on the wall. “Um, sure, sweetheart. I have some time.”

“Be right there!”

After twenty minutes or so, Milla arrived. Nicholas spotted her coming towards him in the bright white hospital hallway and he sped up to meet her.

He slid his arm around her back and gave her a long, lingering smack on her pink lips. “Mmm, that was good,” he said upon the lip release.

“Oh, yes.”

She was in a black pants suit with white blouse and black heels. Her tresses were dancing freely upon her shoulders and her dark eye shadow and perfectly applied pink blush showed she must have been a bit late to work that morning but was worth it nonetheless.

Nicholas remained attached to her while gazing at her. “You look amazing.”

Milla giggled. “You think so?”

“I do. Let’s go outside,” he said as he curled his fingers within hers and led her to a bench on the side of the building.

There wasn’t as much human traffic there so it was as private as they could get.

The sun was out with blue but it left a warm sensation on their skins.

Nicholas şirinevler escort sat with his wife and turned towards her while still linked at the hands. “So, what are you thinking about?”

Milla took a breath and twiddled her hair between her fingers. “Oh, right. That’s a toughie.”

“Say it. Do you remember what I said about speaking to each other?”

“Okay, okay. Micaela said she knew of a sex surrogate that could show us some techniques. The only thing is that she is the physical type. How do you feel about another woman touching us?”

Nicholas’ cock began to come alive a little. “I don’t know. I never really imagined being with another woman like that.”

Milla leaned forward and stared through him. “Never? Are you sure?”

“Yes.”

“Okay. Honestly, I don’t know how I’m going to feel about any of this. When I kissed Micaela that night, it made me think that I might want to try things with another woman. I don’t know how far I’m willing to go…”

Nicholas squeezed her hand. “It’s fine. Set the meeting up. I guess we won’t know anything until we try. And I’m sorry for yelling at you this morning.”

“It’s alright. I love you.”

“I love you, too…”

While at work, Milla confirmed the meeting for six that evening after they got off from work. It was enough time for them to go home and freshen up.

When they arrived at Angela Lu’s building, the lobby was carpeted and clean with a semi-circular marble front desk with a cheery administrative assistant with permanent smile across her lips. Perhaps a place all about sex did that to people. The lighting was dim and gave off quite the romantic glow.

The assistant handed Milla a clipboard, pen, and some paperwork. Nicholas took her free hand and they walked to a pair of chairs nearby.

He couldn’t help but notice how beautiful his wife was with her straightened, conditioned auburn hair, sparkling diamond earrings, and puffy cheeked smile to go with it. She was wearing a pink short-sleeve shirt with part of her cleavage peeking out from the top and blue jean shorts and sandals. And she smelled of a lilies.

“Isn’t this exciting?” Milla said as she took a quick handful of his cock.

Nicholas’ cock fought to escape his pants. “Mmm, if you keep doing that, we might not make it to the session.”

She looked at him and ran her fingers over his rigid arms. “You look so handsome but you need to relax.”

Nicholas released all tension, sat back, and caressed her arm. “Okay, my love. I haven’t done anything like this so excuse me if I’m a little anxious.”

She admired his royal blue shirt and black slacks with matching shoes. She was sniffing his neck—the cologne was intoxicating.

Milla ceased her pen’s movements. “This next question asks if there’s anything we’d like to try.”

Nicholas began to actually imagine what playing with her darkest, dirtiest place might be like. Since it wasn’t something he’d done with her, there was an appeal to it in that sense. The fact it was being a turn-on for her made it all the more enticing.

He pointed at the sheet. “Go ahead. Put anal sex. You can write being with another woman if you want.”

She whipped her head around with a gleam sparkling in her jade irises. “Really? You mean it?”

“Yeah.”

“Great!” Milla wrote it down and kept writing until she stopped at the final question. “It asks us if we consent to having the surrogate demonstrate various sexual techniques on us. Are you still okay with that?”

Nicholas sat up. “You’re not going to go crazy jealous on me?”

It took a moment for her to answer. “You’re still coming home with me, right?”

Nicholas took her hand with a nod. “Of course, baby.”

It wasn’t long before the assistant took the clipboard and escorted the couple to Angela Lu’s office.

There was a rather large, comfy-looking corner-style sofa in the rear. That was presumably where the “live” demonstrations and teaching sessions took place.

Another desk with a pair of chairs in front of it was in the center.

The lights were like the ones in the lobby—dim orange and warming to the soul.

Coming from the ceiling speakers were love songs playing at a soft tone.

The couple didn’t utter much and there was a certain awkwardness lingering in the air. There was some residual tension that they needed to release.

They sat at the desk and as they did, Angela burst into the room bringing enough energy and bounciness for everyone!

She was in her mid-30’s but could have been mistaken for being ten years younger. Her other profession was personal training but they didn’t expect to see her in a sports bra, cotton shorts, and sneakers. Her athletic build with toned arms and legs with curves showed how much she obsessed over her body. It probably helped her clientele to keep her figure as attractive as she could. She had average sized tits and ass but they looked to be firm and shapely like a much younger woman. Her skin was a yellowish tan color indicative of some from her home country of China. Her black hair shined and their tips stopped at her lower back. The couple seemed to become entranced and followed her every movement across the room. Maybe they were going to enjoy this after all.

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A short story from a long weekend

It was Friday morning after a busy Thursday Thanksgiving. We were planning on simply relaxing at home for the day. Of course, hubby can’t sit still for long and he was wandering around with a screwdriver and some WD-40, doing pre-winter maintenance.

I was in the study, tapping away at the computer and chatting with one of my favorite on-line friends. We’ve found so many nice people to chat with and share hot stories.

Hubby came around the corner, peered into the study, hesitated, then asked, “Hey Katie, what-cha doin’?”

Sometimes I just feel so transparent to him. Okay, I was probably a little red in the face, maybe my pulse rate was up and clearly, I was stroking my clit through my panties.

“Just chatting.” I replied, possibly a bit breathless.

“Hmm, must be a good one. You’re looking a touch on the horny side to me.”

I think I nodded but just kept typing with my free hand, quite into my continuing erotic conversation.

“Okay, I got this.” He stated, and I could hear him walking around and clicking away on his phone, texting I assumed.

A few minutes later, hubby poked his head into the study, beamed a wide smile and held up one hand with all five fingers in the air. Then he turned and left with no explanation. He does confuse me sometimes.

I was engrossed mecidiyeköy escort in my hot chat and vigorous pussy rubbing so I barely even noticed the knock at our door. Hubby answered and I looked up to see our neighbor’s nineteen-year old son, Justin come bouncing in. He was apparently home from college for the weekend. I was happy to see him and realized it had been many months since his last visit.

He scooted toward me as I stood to greet him. We shared a big, sincere hug and quickly got caught up on things. Hubby encouraged me to sit and continue my chat while the two of them looked on. Soon he began to rub my shoulders and reached down to unbutton my blouse.

It felt good as I wiggled it off so he could massage my big boobs. We were at home, so wearing no bra seemed appropriate. Justin smiled and gave my breasts a very approving look.

Suddenly it occurred to me why hubby had been holding up the five fingers. Justin was only the first.

“Three more coming, Katie.” Hubby told me as he leaned in and kissed my ear. Then he offered to take over the chat with our friend and provide commentary.

I was pleased to accept as he plopped into my chair while I jumped up to give Justin a nice, bare-breasted kiss. His hands were warm and I encouraged him to take some time to get re-acquainted bayrampaşa escort with my sensitive double-D boobs. I slid down his body, pulling his pants and boxers to his ankles as I did so.

Hubby continued typing away as he e-chatted with our on-line buddy. He told me he was providing descriptive details of my actions as I urgently sucked on Justin’s hard cock right beside the desk. Our young friend was ready in almost no time. He must have missed me because that was the quickest he’d ever shot a load for me.

I enjoyed a powerful orgasm as well while I swished his big juicy cum load around in my mouth.

I hadn’t finished swallowing his fresh juice yet when the doorbell chimed. Hubby hurried over to answer and it was Mark, Brian, and Justin’s college buddy, Donny.

All had attended our private Glory Hole event back in July. I was happy to see Brian again. I’d kind of picked him up at the last New Year’s party for some special attention. Mark was one of our long-time regulars.

Somehow, we all ended up naked in the next few moments and at my insistence they lured me to the bedroom. I’ll let imaginations run wild here, but suffice to say I spent a glorious day sucking and fucking all five of them.

Brian escaped after he’d fired his first load up my bum and went back to the bahçelievler escort study to carry on the chat with our friend who was patiently waiting for an on-line update. He seemed super excited as hubby ushered him back into the bedroom in only a few minutes to join back into the ongoing fun.

Donny and Justin, the young guns, were amazing and they could orgasm so much…five times each by my count.

Just when I thought all the excitement was done and the guys were satisfied, Brian surprised me with a request that I couldn’t refuse. As the others watched he raised my legs, crawled in so his face was buried between my thighs and then lapped and sucked up the cream-pies from my ass and pussy.

I came more than once, very intensely, and each time gushed another gooey mixture of my juice and six loads of cum out of my orifices. He slurped it all up happily.

To repay him for this amazing act of erotic kindness I insisted on sucking his cock while my husband and our three friends looked on. Between his numerous groans and moans while I eagerly deepthroated his lovely hard manhood, he managed to tell us the friend he’d been e-chatting with had dared him to suck out my cream-pies. It was something he hadn’t tried before but he said it was truly enjoyable.

He got harder and harder as he spoke, and before long surrendered one final huge cum load for me. I orgasmed again as I savored and swallowed his glorious, hot semen.

By the end of our session, my five guys had given me three loads in the ass, three more deep in my hot pussy, and a wonderful eleven to swallow.

Now that’s a hotwife’s idea of a very excellent Thanksgiving!

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FRANKFURT’TA LUKS BIR CLUB

(Onceki hikayeden devam…) Neşe gidince, karimi bir de ben becerdim. Bana, yalvarir gibi, dudaklarini buzerek “Izin vericen di mi kocacim? Ay, valla sonunda sana ayarliyacam bu kizi.” diyince, “Verdim, gitti.” dedim. Karimin boyle yalvarmasinin yani sira, aslinda, soylemesi ayiptir, o bana gelipte, baska herifle nasil sikistigini anlatinca, cok tahrik oldugum icin bunu kabul etmistim.

Bir Cumartesi aksami, ben arkadaslarla kafa cekmeye giderken, karim da asagiya, Neşeler’e zevk gecesine inecekti. Gunduzden agdasini yapip, amini agizlara layik bir hale getirdi, kremledi, sanki makyaj yapar gibi itina gosteriyordu.

Once meyhane, sonrasinda gittigimiz pavyondan sabaha karsi dondugumde, karim eve gelmis uyuyordu. Ertesi sabah uyaninca her seyi anlattirdim. Ben evden ciktiktan sonra, bu da hazirlanip Neşeler’e inmis. Uzerine onden dugmeli kisa bir elbise giymis. Elbisesi, dolgun vucuduna tam oturdugu icin, vucudunun butun kivrimlari ortaya cikmis. Makyajini yapip, orasi da dahil olmak uzere, vucuduna bastan cikartici bir parfum surmus. Erkekleri azdiran, ten rengi, ust kismi dantelli, super ince coraplarini ve ayaklarinin butun guzelligini ortaya cikartan, bantli, yuksek topuklu ayakkabilarini giyip, kapilarina dayanmis. Kapiyi Mehmet acmis. Kirmizi ojeli ayak tirnaklarindan, saclarina kadar, karimi bastan asagiya suzup, daha kapi araliginda, elbisesinin dugmeleri arasindan, elini karimin amina atmis. Karimin kulot giymedigini gorunce sasirmis ve “Gel yavrum… Ikinizide sikmek icin sabirsizlaniyorum.” diyip, karimi iceri buyur etmis.

Mehmet, karima icki hazirlarken, salona Nese gelmis. Uzerinde, gecenlerde, Meltem’den ozenip aldiklari askili saten geceligi varmis. Gecelik uzunmus ama, yirtmaci arka taraftan kizin kalcalarina kadar cikiyormus. Gogusleri, askilardan disari firlayacakmis gibi duruyormus. Geceligin, gogusleri orten askili kismi dantel oldugu icin, gogusleri, uclarina kadar tamamen gozukuyormus. Nese, karima dogru egilmis, birbirlerini dudaklarinin kenarindan opmusler. Kapidan girerken Nese’nin kocasi karimin orasini yoklamis ya, simdi de, Nese ile opusurlerken karim, kiza sarilmis ve elini, geceliginin gotune kadar cikan yirtmacindan iceri sokmus ve bingo! Eli direk Nese’nin amcigi ile bulusmus. Bu da Nese’nin kulagina egilip, kikirdayarak “Ay, bu gece ikimizde donsuzuz sekerim.” demis. Nese kuru yemis falan hazirlamak icin ortada dolasiyormus. Bizim hanim bile Nese’nin bu erotik goruntusunden tahrik olmus. Kiz, bacaklarina siyah jartiyerli coraplar giymis.

Bunlar icikilerini alip, koltuklara oturup, muhabbete baslamislar. Nese’yle kocasi kanepede, bizim Meltem de koltukta oturuyormus. Konu, bir, iki hos besten sonra tabii ki sekse gelmis. Birinci kadehlerden sonra, kafalar hafifce dumanlaninca, Mehmet kalkip, “Bak, Meltem, sana bizim cekimleri gostereyim.” demis. Nese kipkirmizi kesilmis, “Ama kocacim ayip degil mi? Ben utanirim…” dediysede, Mehmet “Utanma kiz… O senin arkadasin degil mi? Ne var yani?” diye cevaplamis. Karima “Bu kış fuar icin Frankfurt’a gitmistim, Nese’yi de goturdum. Bunu orada cektik.” diye aciklamis. Nese, birden tepki gosterip “Aaa Mehmet! O valla olmaz… Cok ayip ayol.” diyince, bizim hanim “Ne varmis kiz? Simdi daha cok merak ettim ayol… Baslat sen Mehmet… Bakma ona.” diyince Esinin itirazlarina ragmen Mehmet goruntuleri baslatmis. Hikaye soyle:

Mehmet ve karisi Nese, Frankfurt’ta Mehmet’in teyzesinde kalmislar. Mehmet’in teyzesi ve enistesi, yillar once Almanya’ya goc etmisler. Baslarda, enistesi bir fabrikada isci olarak calisiyormus. Ama hem kafasini kullanip, hem de sansi yaver gidince, calistigi fabrikaya yedek parca ureten ufak capta bir fabrika kurmus ve yillar icinde cok zengin olmuslar. Simdi, sehrin banliyosunda, malikane gibi, kocaman bir villada yasiyorlarmis. Mehmetler gittiginde, teyzesi, onlar vardiktan iki gun sonra, daha onceden alinmis bileti oldugundan, bir ayligina, memlekete, hisim, akraba ziyaretine gitmis. Mehmet’e, “Size cok ayip olacak, biletimi degistireyim, sizle beraber doneriz.” dediyse de, Mehmet “Gerek yok teyze… Biz de nasil olsa haftaya donuyoruz… Artik Mersin’de bol bol gorusuruz… Zaten burada programimiz cok yogun… Birbirimizi zor goruruz.” diye, teyzesine biletini degistirmesine gerek olmadigini anlatmis.

Bir aksam, enistesi bunlari luks bir kulube yemege goturmus. Mehmet, kulupteki karilara hasta olmus. Gozunu alamiyormus. Telefonuyla, karisini cekiyor gibi yapip, arka plandaki, karilarin bacaklarini, dekoltelerinden tasan memelerini cekiyormus. Enistesi, Mehmet’in karilari cektigini farkedince, “Mehmetcim nasil, iyi fistiklar var burada degil mi?” diye sormus. Nese, Mehmet’in enistesinin bu sekilde konusmasini biraz yadirgamis, ama tatsizlik olmasin diye renk vermemis. Mehmet de sakayla karisik “Ah be eniste! Boyle oldugunu soyleseydin ya… Nese’ye is toplantisina gidiyoruz diyip, senle yalniz gelirdik… Niye bir tüyo vermedin? demis. Enistesi “Oglum bak, senin gul gibi, cok guzel bir karin var. Baska kadinlara bakmaya hic ihtiyacin yok.” diyip, belli ki, biraz once kirdigi potu telafi etmek icin, Nese’ye iltifat edince, Nese’de “Soyleyin valla… Benim degerimi hic bilmiyor.” diye serzeniste bulunmus. Yemek boyunca, Mehmet etraftaki karilari, Eniste de Nese’yi kesmis durmus. Eniste bey, herhalde, gencliginde yakisikli bir adammis. Ama simdi de, beyaz saclari, Turk erkeginin ayrilmaz parcasi gur biyiklari ve fit bedeni ile hic de fena sayilmazmis. Nese, belki de babasi yasindaki bu adamin, kendisine surekli bakip, konusmaya calismasindan, konusurken kendisine dokunmasindan, basta biraz rahatsiz olmus. Fakat, kadehler ardi, arkasina yuvarlandikca, kafalar dumanlandikca, Enistenin iltifatlari hos gelmeye baslamis. Bir ara, eniste, Mehmet’in telefonunu alip, Mehmet’le Nese’ye kari, koca fotograflarini cekmeyi teklif etmis. Bunlar da sandalyelerini yaklastirip, yanak yanaga poz vermisler. Ama eniste “Bu ne resmiyet yahu? Etrafi, dans edenleri gormuyor musunuz? Millet neredeyse birbirini halledecek ortalik yerde… Opusun bakalim! Bir de oyle cekeyim.” diyince, Mehmet, Nese’nin dudaklarina yumulmus. Nese de, sanki enisteyi azdirmak ister gibi, uzun, uzun, Mehmet’in dilini emerek opusmus.

Ardindan, aslinda bu cekimi, tuzak planina baslangic icin tasarlayan eniste, Mehmet’e “Hadi bakalim yegen… Simdi de sen bizi cek, bu guzel hanimefendi ile.” diyip, sandalyesini Nese’ninkine yaklastirip, elini omzuna atmis. Mehmet bunlari cekerken, eniste, Mehmet’e “Mehmet, iznin olursa bu harikulade karini opebilir miyim, bir kez?” diye sorunca, Mehmet, “Op be eniste! Ayip ettin, sorulur mu?” diye cevaplamis. Nese yanagini uzatmis, ama eniste yaklasip, birden Nese’nin dudagina bir opucuk kondurmus. Nese kipkirmizi olmus. Eniste piskin, piskin “Oh yavrum! Dudaklarinda pek tatliymis.” diyip, gulumsemis. Mehmet enistesinin, karisini, gozlerinin onunde, dudaklarindan opmesine cok sasirmis. Ama o saskinlikla ve alkolun etkisiyle soyleyecek bir laf bulamamis. Bu arada salonun isiklari iyice kapatilmis, los bir ortam olusmus. Etraftaki masalarda, bir suru cift, birbirleri ile opusuyor, masa altindan eller calisiyormus. Bu arada, eniste, bir Alman tanidiklarini gorup ayaga kalkmis. Adamin karisini yine dudaklarindan opmus. Bizimkiler sakinlikla izliyorlarmis. Eniste bey, ayakta Almanlarla sohbet ederken, Mehmet firsattan istifade, karisina “Sevgilim, ne yavrular var be etrafta! Burasi o bahsettikleri swinger kluplere benziyor, ama sadece soft takiliyorlar anlasilan.” diye takilinca, Nese’de asagi kalir mi, “Bana bak, sen karilara bakarken, enisten de habire beni kesiyor… Haberin olsun… Hic de fena adam degil haa… Karismam bak!” diye kocasina ayar cekmis. Mehmet, sasirip, gulumsemis, “Vay! Benim guzel karim… Demek enistemin komplimanlarina tav oldun haa? Vay ihtiyar kurt, vay!” demis.

Almanlar gidince, Mehmet, enistesine, “Eniste, burasi nasil yer boyle? Kimin eli, kimin cebinde belli degil.” demis. Enistesi “Burasi cok luks bir kuluptur Mehmet. Insanlar zevklerini tatmin etmeye geliyorlar. Bak, herkes birbirinin kari, kocasiyla dans ediyor. Ama burada daha ileri gitmezler. Isteyen grup olarak cikar, otele ya da kendi evlerine giderler… Islerini orada hallederler.” diye cevap vermis. Bizimkiler, yani Nese ile Mehmet, konusmadan, merakla etrafi seyrediyorlarmis. Gercekten de, adamlar, baska masalarda oturan kadinlari dansa kaldiriyor, sonra da, zaten kalabalik olan pistte, kadinlarla sarmas, dolas dansederken, oralarini buralarini oksuyor, sıkıştırıyorlarmış. Kocalari, kadinlari, bazen oturduklari yerden izliyor, bazen baska kadinlari dansa kaldiriyorlarmis. Bazi kocalar da, baska adamla dans eden karisinin arkasina gecip, obur adamla birlikte karisini arada sandvic yapiyor ve eteklerini tamamen kaldirip, kalcalarini, amini oksuyorlarmis. Tam bu sirada, eniste; “Ne o ya! Herkes sustu… Eglenin bakalim biraz!” diyip, “Gel Nesecim, senin kocanda hayir yok. Bari ben seni dansa kaldirayim.” demis ve ayaga kalkmis. Mehmet, dans pistindeki sehvetli ve kizismis kalabaligi izlemekten baska bir sey dusunmeye firsat bulamadigindan, bir anda ne diyecegini sasirmis. Enistesine ayip olmasin diye de “Elbette!” diyebilmis. Nese, enistenin uzattigi elini tutmus, urkekce ayaga kalkmis. Dans pistinde kalabaligin arasina karismislar.

Pistte hemen, herkes, cilginca opusuyormus. Neredeyse butun kadinlarin etekleri bellerine kadar siyrilmis, uzerlerindeki askili elbiseler yine bele inmis, ya da gomleklerinin onleri acilmis, memeleri, dansettikleri ya da bambaska herifler tarafindan emiliyormus. Bazi kadinlarin etrafinda üç, dort tane erkek, kadinin her bir tarafini oksayip, opuyorlarmis. Bazi adamlarin sikleri, pantolonlarinin onunden disari cikmis, dansettikleri kadinlar elle masturbasyon yapiyorlarmis. Nese, sozde dans ediyormus gibi, ayakta tutkuyla yiyisen, bakimli ve super seksi kadinlari ve adamlari gorunce, belli ki iyice tahrik olmus. Cunki, eniste, Nese’nin kalcalarini, eteginin uzerinden yavas, yavas ovaliyor, buna karsilik Nese ters bir tepki vermiyormus. Ama, kocasinin gozune sokar gibi olmasin diye, enisteyi habire, pistin, kendi masalarindan gorunmeyen kosesine dogru cekeliyormus. Mehmet de, cadiri kurmus (!), cep telefonuna, pistteki goruntuleri ve karisinin kalcalarini oksayan enistesini cekiyormus. Nese’nin cekelemesiyle pistin obur kosesine geldiklerinde, eniste; “Tamam mi yavrum? Yerimiz iyi mi? Bak, artik kocan gormez.” diye gulumseyerek Nese’ye takilmis ve iltifatlara baslamis. “Yavrum benim… Sen cok guzel bir kadinsin. Kocan hakkini veriyor mu bari?” diyince, Nese ne soyleyecegini sasirmis. Nese’den olumsuz bir tavir gormeyince, eniste, kizin mini etegini siyirmis. Incecik, kulotlu corabinin uzerinden kalcalarini oksarken, bir yandan da Nese’nin dudaklarina yumulmus. Ortamin bastan cikarticiligina kendini kaptiran Nese de, kendisini enisteye tutkuyla bastirip, ihtirasla opusmeye baslamis. Eniste kizin kalcalarini oksarken, kulotlu corabindan hic hosnut olmamis ve “Ohh yavrum, senin o guzel amini nasil bulacam simdi?”diyip, kulotlu corabini siyirmaya baslamis. Nese’nin kulotlu corabini, baldirlarina kadar indirip, once elini aminda gezdirmis. Sonra da, amini oksamaya ve yavas, yavas parmaklarini sokup cikartmaya baslamis.

Derken, Nese, birden arkasinda bir temas hissetmis. Arkasini donunce, yakisikli, genc bir adamin yuzuyle burun buruna gelmis. Delikanli, Nese’nin kalcalarina, olabildigince yaslanmis. Nese, iki erkegin arasinda, vucuduna yayilan zevk dalgalari ile gozlerini kapatmis. O an, birden, eniste, Nese’nin kulotunu asagiya siyirmis. Nese’nin arkasindaki delikanli bunu firsat bilip, hizli bir hareketle sikini pantolonundan cikartip, Nese’nin apus arasinda sokmus. Nese, daha olan biteni anlamadan, delikanlinin kaya gibi sert yarragini, amciginin dudaklari arasinda hissetmis. Cocuk, Nese’nin amina surtturerek, arkasinda, gidip, gelmeye baslamis. Eniste de, meltemin uzerindeki triko kazagini, memelerinin uzerine kadar siyirmis. Sutyeninden goguslerini cikartip, sehvetle uclarini emmeye baslamis. Nese, herkesin icinde, bu sekilde, neredeyse sikilmekten muthis bir zevk almis. Salonun diger tarafindaki kocasina yakalanirim diye hic dusunmemis bile. Amcigi, sehvetten sirilsiklam olmus. Etraftaki kadinlarin seslerini duyunca, bu da kendisini birakip, inlemeye baslamis. Arkasindaki adam tutkuyla gidip, gelirken, orgazm bile olmus. Eniste, arkasindaki adamin sikini, bunun amina sokmaya calismis. Ama Nese, her ne kadar, azginca sikismek istiyor olmasina ragmen, hic tanimadigi bir adama kendini siktirmekten cekinmis. Kulotlu corabini cekip, cocugun kendisini sikmesine izin vermemis. Bunun uzerine, delikanli arkasindan ayrilmis. Yegeninin karisini, baska bir herife siktirmekte basarili olamayan eniste, kendi isini kendisi yapmaya karar vermis olacak ki, bu sefer, o, sikini pantolonundan disari cikartmis. Eniste, pantolonundan sikini cikartinca, Nese, dimdik yarragi eline soyle bir almis. Ama birden, hemen yanlarinda, bir adama arkasini donmus bir sekilde danseden seksi, genc ve guzel bir kadin, neredeyse Nese’yi iteleyerek enisteye sokulmus ve opusmeye baslamis. Nese, kendisini bir anda aciga cikmis olarak bulmus. Simdi, onde eniste, arkada obur adam, bu kadini araya almis, birlikte, ayakta sevisiyorlarmis. Kadini sikiyorlar mi, yoksa yalnizca pompaliyorlar mi, karanlikta pek anlasilmiyormus. Nese, once tuvalete gidip, temizlenmis, kendisine ceki duzen vermis. Sonra, kocasinin oldugu masaya gelmis. Bir sure sonra, eniste de gelince ve zaten insanlar yavas, yavas gitmeye baslayinca, bunlarda kalkip, evin yolunu tutmuslar.

ENISTE

Eve gelip, odalarina cikinca, Neşe, daha soyunmadan kocasinin ustune atlamis. Mehmet “Cok tahrik oldun di mi kiz?” diye sorunca, Neşe “Fena halde kizistim… Ayol dans ederken birine verecektim neredeyse.” diye cevaplamis. Mehmet; “Gel bak, ne cektim!” diyip, cep telefonunu odadaki televizyona baglamis. Neşe, goruntuleri gorunce şok olmus. Mehmet, dans pistinin, bunlarin dans ettigi kosesine gelip, butun olanlari cekmis. Nese “Ayy! Nasil cektin bunlari?” diye sorunca, “Iki herifin arasinda kendini kaybetmistin, beni farketmedin bile.” diye cevaplamis. Birlikte izlemeye baslamislar. Mehmet, karisina; “Kiz, niye siktirmedin cocuga kendini?” diye sorunca, Neşe “Aman, bosver tanimadigim herif… Zaten birden geldi… Enistenden once sikmeye kalkisti.” diye cevaplamis. Mehmet, “Ne yani, enisteme verecek miydin?” diye sorunca, Neşe “Verirdim ayol! Cocuk gidince, o orospu kari saldirdi enistene… Ben yine ortada kaldim.” diye serzeniste bulunmus. Mehmet de “Vay be! Ayak ustu sikisecektin yani enistemle, ha?” diye konusurlarken, iyice tahrik olup, pantaolonundan sikini cikartinca, Neşe “Sikisirdim valla! Hoş adam. Bu yasina ragmen tas gibi sert siki var.” demis. Bunlar goruntuleri seyrederken, Mehmet, Neşe’yi yavas, yavas soymus. Neşe’nin uzerinde, sutyeni ile ince kulotlu corabi kalmis.

Tam bu sirada kapi vurulmus. Mehmet, saskinlikla kapiya yuruyup, acmis. Kapiyi acinca saskinliklari daha da artmis. Eniste, uzerinde bir sort ve fanila ile kapinin onunde duruyormus. Mehmet, enistesine, “Buyur eniste, bir sey mi oldu?” falan derken, enistesi “Ne seyrediyorsunuz boyle? Sesini de acmissiniz.” diye sorunca, Mehmet, “Ya Eniste, kusura bakma… Kafalar iyi iste… Dusunemedik… Yatiyoruz simdi.” diye cevaplamis. Adam, televizyonda oynayanlari gorunce “Aa, bunlari bu aksam mi cektin?” diyip, odaya dalmis. Yatakta, sereserpe kocasini bekleyen Neşe, domuzluguna, hic pozisyonunu bozmadan, dumanli kafasiyla “Ay Eniste! Kocam, sizin bana, o gencle beraber neler yaptiginizi cekmis.” diye basmis kahkahayi. Mehmet biraz bozulur gibi olmus “Ne diyorsun Neşe? Biraz kendine gel… Toparlan sevgilim.” dediyse de, yatakta uzanmis yatan Neşe, hic istifini bozmamis. Eniste, “Bozulma be oglum! Bir sey yapmadik. Iste bak, eglenecez dedik, ne guzel eglendik. Bak, karin da cok zevk almis. Sen de bunlari cekerken, belli ki, iyice eglenmissindir.” diye, ortaligi yatistirmaya calismis ve gidip, yatagin kenarina oturup, goruntulerin kalanini izlemeye baslamis.

Mehmet’e “Oglum degerini bil… Alev gibi karin var… Yakiyor etrafini” diyip, ilistigi yatakta yatan Neşe’nin bacaklarini oksamaya baslamis. Eniste, Nese’nin bacaklarini oksayarak apus arasina ulasmis. Kizin kulotlu corabi, yine, orasini ellemesine engel olunca, sakayla karisik, “Ah bu kulotlu coraplari hic sevmiyorum, hep engel cikartiyorlar.” demis. Neşe; “Ay eniste, orada butun kadinlar corapliydilar ayol.” diyince, eniste, “Kizim, onlarinki seksi, dantelli coraplar. Hedefe ulasmayi hic bir zaman engellemez. Di mi yegenim?” diyip, gulmus. Ama yine de, pişkin, pişkin, kizin amini, incecik, ten rengi corabinin uzerinden oksamaya devam etmis. Neşe, kocasinin yaninda, bir baska adam tarafindan oksanmaktan cok tahrik olmus. Kocasindan da bir tepki gelmeyince, enistenin oksamalarina karsi cikmamis. Mehmet, bir yandan goruntuleri, bir yandan da, gozleri onunde, enistesinin, karisini oksamasini seyrediyormus. Mehmet’in de, bu isten buyuk zevk aldigi belliymis. Karisina “Kiz Neşe! Hic utanmiyormusun, kendini benim onumde baskasina elletmekten?” diye, şaka yollu takilmis. Nese, “Ay, kocacim cok utaniyorum… Ama bosver… Enisten de aileden sayilir ayol… Yabanci degil. Hem, sen bizi seyrederken cok tahrik oluyorum.” diye cevaplayip, seksi, seksi gulmus. Butun bu konusmalardan cesaret alan eniste, uzerindeki fanilayi cikartip, kizin uzerine egilmis ve opusmeye baslamislar. Sanki birbirlerini yiyecek gibi, dillleri kah icerde, kah disarida, ihtirasla opusuyorlarmis. Eniste, birden Neşe’in uzerinden kalkip, Mehmet’e donmus ve bunlarin cakir keyifliklerinden istifade, nasil olsa kari, koca, ikiside tahrik olmus vaziyetteler diye dusunerek; “Mehmet, yegenim izin ver, yapalim su karinla… Seksi karin beni cok fena azdirdi.” diyince, Neşe, “Ay olmaz… O kadarini kocamin onunde yapamam ayol… Evet, cok kizistim, oram yaniyor… Icimde birinizinkini istiyorum, artik dayanamayacagim, ama kocacim, sen disari çık o zaman,” demis. Mehmet, sanki, enistesinin, karisini sikmesine ve kendisinin de buna seyirci olmasina dunden raziymis gibi, karisini ikna etmek icin, “Neşecim, utanmana gerek yok sevgilim. Bak, ben izin veriyorum… Yap hadi. Bak, ben de yarim kalan videomu, boylece tamamlamis olurum. Eve donunce, dusunsene, seni baska birisiyle sikisirken seyredecegiz… Cok bastan cikartici degil mi?” diye sorunca, Neşe, “Ohh kocacim… Cok ahlaksizca, ama cok erotik… Fakat, o zaman corabimi cikarmam. Uzerinden yapsin.” diyerek, ancak buna razi olmus. Eniste de, “Artik neyse, ne!” diyerek sortunu da cikartmis. Kopcalarini cozup, sutyenini cikartinca, Neşe, kulotlu corabi haric, cirilciplak kalmis. Eniste de cirilciplak, sirtustu yatan Neşe’nin uzerine yatmis. Mehmet de, butun bunlari cep telefonuna cekiyormus.

Nese, bacaklari kapali vaziyette yatarken, eniste, sikini kizin apus arasina sıkıştırıp, uzerinde inip, kalkarak, gidip, gelmeye baslamis. Bu sirada, Neşe’nin yuzunde opulmedik yer birakmiyor, Neşe de inleyerek, kollariyla simsiki enisteyi sariyor, adamin kafasini yuzune bastiriyormus. Eniste, biraz bu pozisyonda gidip geldikten sonra, kizin uzerinden, yataga yan yatar vaziyette devrilmis. Sirti kendisine donecek vaziyette, Nese’yi de yatagin icinde yan cevirmis. Kiza arkadan yanasip, bu sefer apus arasina arkadan yarragini yerlestirip, amina iyice baski yaparak surtmeye baslamis. Bir yandan da, elleri ile Neşe’nin memelerini sıkıştırıyor, gogus uclarini cimdikliyormus. Kiz, iyice kizismis ve bir elini, onden corabinin icine sokarak amiyla oynamaya baslayinca, eniste kizin parmaklarini sikinde hissetmis ve “Gel yavrum, seni biraz emeyim. Bak nasil tahrik olacaksin.” diyip asagiya, Nese’nin bacak arasina dogru kaymis. Yatakta halen yan yatan Nese’nin, ustteki bacagini iyice karnina dogru cektirip, amini ortaya cikartmis. Kizin kalcalarinin arasindan, incecik corabinin uzerinden, amini, diliyle dondurma yalar gibi yaladikca, Neşe inliyor, yine, adamin kafasini amina dogru bastiriyormus.

Azgin eniste, bir ara, iyice islanan corabi, apus arasindan, disiyle caktirmadan yirtivermis ve Neşe’nin islak ami oldugu gibi ortaya cikmis. Amini yalayarak, emerek sanki yiyormus. Nese, sehvetten, corabinin yirtilip, aminin ortaya cikmasini hic umursamamis bile. Eniste, eliyle Neşe’nin amini aralayarak, aminin, dudaklarinin ic yuzlerini yalarken Neşe, sesli, sesli inlemeye baslamis. Neşe’nin, zevkten iyice kendinden gectigini goren eniste, yan yatan kizin arkasinda yine pozisyonunu alip, yarragini kizin amina disaridan surtturmeye devam etmis. Kizismis Nese’nin amcigi, sehvetten iyice acildigi ve sulandigi icin, enistenin yarragi, gidip, gelirken, iceri girmese bile, kizin, aminin dudaklari arasinda kayboluyormus. Sonra birden, ileri, geri gitmek yerine, asagidan, yukari hareketlenerek, kizin, hem am suyu, hem de kendi menileri ile sirilsiklam olmus amina kolayca girivermis. Neşe bunu hissedince biraz irkilmis. Sikisirlerken, enisteyle hareketleri, beraberce iyice hizlanmis ve ahlaksiz karisi kucuk cigliklar atmaya baslayinca, Mehmet “N’oluyor yaa!” diye, karisinin orasina, cebin kamerasiyla zoom yapmis. Bir de ne gorsun! Eniste, yarragini, karisinin amcigina daldirmis, gozlerinin onunde, biricik karisini gümbür, gümbür sikiyor. Mehmet, elinde cep telefonu, enistesinin, karisini sikisini cekerken ve tam ne diyecegini, ne yapacagini sasirmisken, karisi, tutkuyla ve biraz da sarhos, “Askim, enisten beni sikiyor!” demis. Mehmet de, saskinlik icinde ve zevkle “Ne o? Hosuna gitmedi mi? Zevk almiyor musun?” diyince de, Neşe, “Ohh cok guzel askim! Senin onunde sikisiyorum ya, daha da heyecanli oluyor… Ay cildiricam zevkten… Biricik, guzel karini, baskalari ile sikisirken seyretmek senin de hosuna gidiyor mu?” diye sormus. Mehmet, hic cevap vermeden, deminden beri donunun uzerinden ovaladigi sikini, donunun iseme araligindan cikartip, bir eliyle sivazlamaya, bir eliyle de, karisinin, enistesi tarafindan sikilisini, cep telefonuna cekmeye devam etmis. Bunlar, yan yatmis bir vaziyette, eniste, arkadan Nese’ye pompalarken, herif, kizi, yataga yuz ustu yatacak sekilde cevirmis ve kendisi de kizin uzerine yatmis. Nese, “Ay eniste, dur bacaklarimi kapatayim… Aradan, sıkı, sıkı gir amima… Ben de senin yarragini daha zevkli hissedeyim, hem de uzerimde gidip, geldikce tasaklarin amima vursun… O sekilde sehvetten cildiriyorum.” demis. Eniste, Nese’nin istedigi sekilde kizi sikmeye devam etmis. Kizin uzerinde, amindan agir, agir cikiyormus ve hemen, daha hizli bir sekilde, yarragini yegeninin karisinin amcigina, onun gozleri onunde, deyim yerindeyse, sapliyor, sonuna kadar köklüyor ve bir sure iceride tutup, kizin uzerinde, kendi baldirlarini, kizin kalcalarina tamamen yaslayip, dairesel hareketlerle oynatiyormus. Enistesi, “Ohh yegenim! Karinin ami firin gibiymis.” diye Mehmet’e laf atmis. Neşe’nin de kulagina egilip, “Bak, seni sikisirken gormek, kocani da azdirdi. Bak, cikarmis yarragini 31 cekiyor.” demis. Neşe, Mehmet’e “Askim, enistenin ki buyuk degil ama, cok bastan cikartici bir sekilde yapiyor… Ohh, cok zevklendim! Kocacim, kadin nasil bastan cikartilir, bak da ogren.” demis ve basini enisteye cevirip, “Ay, cok guzel, sokk, sok, iyice sok.” diyip, enisteyi opmeye baslamis. Neşe, sesi titreyerek, “Oh eniste, perisan ettin beni! Bosaliyorum…” diyince, eniste, “Dur yavrum, beni de bekle, beraber bosalalim.” demis. Ama Neşe, siddetli kasilmalarla, neredeyse ciglik atarak bosalmis. Nese bosalinca, enisteye, “Gel, devam et sokmaya… Seni de mutlu edicem.” diyip, kalcalarini ileri, geri oynatmaya devam etmis. Kisa bir sure sonra da, eniste de daha fazla dayanamayip, acayip sesler cikartarak, Neşe’nin icine bosalmis.

Bosalmasina ragmen herifin siki hala yumusamamis ve Neşe’nin uzerinde, yarragini kizin amcigindan cikartmadan, git, gellere devam ediyormus. Neşe, “Gel kocacim… Sira sende.” diyip, enistenin altindan siyrilmis. Ellerinin ve dizlerinin uzerinde, kopekleme pozisyonunda domalip, yatagin ayak ucuna dogru yaklasmis. Mehmet, cep telefonunu, butun manzarayi alacak sekilde, guzel bir acida ayarlayip, sabit bir yere koymus. Yataga yaklasip, yarragini karisinin agzina vermis. Bu arada, enistenin siki, hic inmeden, dimdik duruyormus. Neşe’yi, boyle domalmis bir vaziyette gorunce, sanki iki dakika once bosalan kendisi degilmis gibi, kizin arkasindan yaklasip, “Yegen, karinin kalcalarina nazar degmesin, masallah… Kim gorse siki kalkiyordur valla.” diyerek, yarragini bir kez daha Neşe’nin amcigina daldirmis. Ahlaksiz herifin yasina, basina bak, performansa bak! Neşe, tutkuyla kalcalarini enisteye dogru yapistirmis. Bir yandan da Mehmet’in siki agzinda, inliyormus. Kocasinin sikini sehvetle emiyor, etrafini yaliyor, kafasini adeta somuruyormus. Eniste arkadan pompaladikca, Neşe de, kocasininki agzinda, ihtirasla, git, gellere baslamis. Eniste, Neşe’nin cicek gibi acilan, kizismis amina, yarraginin yani sira, bir de, bir elinin bas parmagini, bir kac kez sokup cikartmis. Sonra da, islanan bas parmagini, kizin arka kapisina sokmaya baslamis. Neşe yine irkilmis. Ama sehvetten ve agzindaki, kocasinin sikinden dolayi sesini cikartamiyormus.

Eniste, Neşe’nin gotunu bas pamagi ile alistirdiktan sonra, sikini kizin amindan cikartip, arka delige yaslamis. Neşe, agzindan kocasinin sikini cikartip, seks sarhosu bir sesle “Ayy, o kadarda olmaz ama eniste!” diyince, eniste, “Benim atesli yegenim, kasma kendini… Bak cok zevk alacan.” demis. Fakat Neşe, “Olmaz valla. Beni kocam bile oradan yapmadi.” diyince, eniste, “Olsun yavrum… Bak, kocaninki kocaman bir alet. Benimki rahat girer, hic korkma sen.” falan diyerek kizi ikna etmeye calisirken, Mehmet hic sesini cikarmadan, olacaklari seyrediyormus. Eniste, sepsert sikiyle, Neşe’nin arka deligini hafif, hafif zorlamaya baslayinca, Mehmet karisinin basini tutup, yarragini yine agzina vermis. Eniste, bu firsattan istifade, yarragi yari yola getirmis. Nazik git, gellerle kizin gotu acilmis. Derken, eniste yarragini Neşe’nin gotune koklemis. Neşe, once kendini kasarken, sonradan serbest birakmis. Eniste “Bak yegenim, gordun mu? Ben sana zevk alacan demedim mi?” diye sırıtırken, Neşe, kocasinin sikini agzindan cikartip, “Ohh askim… Biraz garip bir duygu ama hosuma gitti ayol.” demis. Eniste de Mehmet’e “Gordun mu yegenim? Bak, senin icin calisiyorum. Nese’nin gotunu milli yaptim. Yolu acilmistir… Karin artik sana itiraz etmez.” derken, kasiklarini, kizin kalcalarina vurdura, vurdura, yegeninin karisini gotten sikiyormus. Mehmet, enistesinin, karisini, gozleri onunde, hem de gotten sikmesinden inanilmaz tahrik olmus. Daha fazla dayanamamis ve kendini tutamayip, ilk menilerini karisinin agzina fiskirtmis. Sonra, Nese’nin agzindan cikip, kalanini avucuna doldurmus. Karisi da, sehvetten kendinden gecmis bir halde, diliyle dudaklarini yalayarak, kocasinin menilerini yutmus. Eniste, hayvan gibi anirarak, siddetle Neşe’nin gotunun icine bosalmis. Kiz altta bu ustte yataga yigilmislar. Mehmet, nihayet cep telefonunun kamerasini kapatmis.

Enistenin altinda kalan Neşe, enisteyi uzerinden ittirip, “Banyoya giriyorum… Butun deliklerimi doldurdunuz.” diyip, odanin icindeki banyoya gitmis. Banyoda uzunca bir sure kaldiktan sonra, uzerinde bornozla cikmis. Mehmet, “Amma uzun kaldin ya!” diye laf atinca “Ay n’apiyim… Her tarafim ter icinde kalmis. Butun deliklerimden meni fiskirdi. Iyice temizlendim.” demis. Nese’nin banyodan cikmasini beklerken kestiren Eniste, bu konusmalara uyaninca, kalkip, banyoya girmis. Banyodan, o da bornozla cikmis. Ardindan, Mehmet de banyoya girmis. Cikinca ne gorsun! Eniste odadaki koltuga oturmus, Neşe’yi de kucagina almis, bir ellerinde sarap kadehleri, bornozlarinin onleri acik, opusuyorlar. Eniste Mehmet’in banyodan ciktigini gorunce, gayet piskin; “Buyur yegenim… Bak, sana da kadeh getirdim. Kendine sarap doldur.” diyip, Neşe’nin bornozunun arasindan, kizin goguslerine dalmis. Bu arada, “Icelim, sikiselim…” diyip, habire kadeh tokusturup, kafalarin cakirkeyif kalmasina ve Nese’yi tekrar bastan cikartmaya calisiyormus. Neşe de “Ayy guzel sarapmis ayol.” diyip, memelerini emen enistenin kucaginda, kadehleri hizla yuvarliyormus. Sonra, bir ara kocasina donmus ve “Mehmet, senin bu enisten gene sikecek beni ayol. Bak karismam… Siki gotumun altinda kazik gibi kabardi yine.” diye kikirdayarak kocasina takilip, “Hadi, filmimizi cekmiyor musun?” diye sormus. Mehmet, “Yeter artik, cok cektim.” diyince, “Olmaz ama askim. Bak, nasil opucem simdi enisteni… Bunu kacirma.” diyip, tutkuyla enistenin dudaklarina yapismis. Eniste dilini cikartmis, Neşe adamin dilini emiyormus. Mehmet, bu sahneler karsisinda tahrik olup, mizragi yine havaya dikmis ve cekimlere baslamis. Azgin eniste, Neşe’yi hafif ayaga dogrultup, kendi bornozunu aralamis. Mehmet, bu arada, cep telefonunun ekranindan gormus, hakikaten de enistesinin yarragi, gene kazik gibi kalkmis. Adam, Neşe’nin bornozunu da aralayip, kizi kucagina oturtmus. Kiz, enistenin kucaginda, hafif, hafif inip kalkiyormus. Mehmet, cekim yaparken etraflarinda dolasmis ama, karisi enistenin kucaginda oldugundan, oralari gozukmuyormus. Dayanamayip karisina; “Kiz yine sikisiyor musunuz?” diye sormus. Nese sehvetten kendinden gecmis bir haldeymis, cevap bile verememis. Kizin dudaklarini emerek, yalayarak, neredeyse yiyen eniste, Mehmet’e, “Ohh yegenim. Karinin ami firin gibi… Sik, sik doyamiyorum. Ben bu kizi cok ozlerim. Artik Mersin’e daha sık gelecem. Gelince yapmama izin verirsin di mi?” diye sorunca, kizismis Neşe erotik bir sesle “Ay, sen yeterki gel eniste. Ben sana bayildim. Sen artik benim ikinci kocam oldun. Hem bak, askim nasilda cekiyor bizi kameraya. Onun da cok hosuna gidiyor.” diye cevaplamis.

Eniste, kizi kucagina alip, yataga goturmus. Kendisi, sirtini yatagin arkaligina yaslayip oturmus. Neşe’yi, ona sirti donuk bir sekilde kucagina oturtmus. Kiz, bacaklarini acip, enistenin yarragini eliyle tutup, amcigina sokacakken, eniste; “Dur bakalim, acele etme.” diye, kizin sikismektan sirilsiklam olmus amcigini avuclayip, basparmagini, yine kizin arka deligine sokmus. Neşe, bu sefer, “Ohh, sok! Yine orama sok… Cok zevk aldimm.” diye, hic itiraz etmeyice, eniste, sikini, parmaklari ile kayganlastirdigi Neşe’in gotune, usul, usul gecirmis. Kiz derin bir ohh cekip, enistenin kucaginda hafif, hafif hopluyormus. Nese, basini arkaya cevirince, islak, islak opusuyorlarmis. Bu arada, eniste, iki elini kizin goguslerine dolamis, memelerini avucluyor, uclarini oksuyormus. Mehmete donup; “Gel yegenim… Bak, ön taraf seni bekliyor… Şu atesli karini bir sandvic yapalim, bakalim. Gercek zevki o zaman gorsun.” diyince, Neşe sehvetle, “Gel askim. Iki kocamda siksin beni, ayni anda. Butun deliklerimi doldurun… Ohh, sehvetten deliricem.” diye, zevkten titriyormus. Mehmet, cep telefonunu yine sabitleyip, onden karisina yaklasmis. Kizismis Nese, aninda kocasinin dudaklarina yapismis. Mehmet, yarragini, yavas, yavas karisinin amina daldirmaya baslamis. Kocasi onden, enistesi arkadan, Neşe’in amini, gotunu, yarraga doyuruyorlarmis. Nese, “Ohh cok zevkli… Cildiracaam!” diye, sehvetle, cigliklar atiyormus. Once, bagira, bagira, Neşe bosalmis. Arkasindan, kocasi ve enistesi, kizin deliklerini doldurmuslar.

O gecenin ardindan, bunlar mutlu, mesut memlekete donmusler. Iste, Meltem’in, onlara indigi aksam seyrettikleri cekimler buymus. (Devam edecek)

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Geçtiğimiz yaz tatilinde Bodrum’daki yazlığa gitmeye karar verdik. Bizde yazlık bol. Babamın işleri yüzünden bu yıl annem, ben, ablam, eniştem ve yeğenlerle gidecektik. Bu yıl yengem, çocukları ve kız kardeşi de amcamın yoğun işleri sayesinde bizimle gidecekmiş. Bunu duyduğumda o kadar çocukla gelmelerine önce karşı çıktım. Onlar gelmesin demiştim ama nerden bileyim tatilimin tadının rus kızlar değil de yengemin kız kardeşi Duygu olacağını? Neyse sadece 4 yaşında ki kuzenimi alacağını duyunca gelsinler bakalım dedik. Ailenin tek erkek çocuğu olduğumdan bi dediğim iki edilmez.

Yengem 35 yaşında 3 çocuk annesi, kız kardeşi Duygu ise 30 yaşında, dul ve 2 çocuk annesi ama hakkini vermek lazım mükemmel bir vücuda sahiptir. Özellikle de sürekli giydiği askılı bodylerden görünen göğüsleri ve vazgeçilmezi olan mini eteklerinin isyan ettiği o süper kalçaları… Her zaman takılırım kendisine bu çocukları sen doğurmadın da evlatlık mı aldın diye.

Duygu’nun yolculuk sırasında bi ara bana baktığını gördüm, öyle bakıyordu ki kaza yapacaktım nerdeyse. Sevgilim bile öyle bakmıyor baksa her gün sikerim herhalde. Ama aklıma o an kötü bir şey getirmedim.

Daha sonra mola verip yemeğimizi yedik ve yengem sen yorulmadın mı ? enişten kullansın dedi. Benimde işime gelmişti, yol bitmiyordu çünkü. Neyse eniştem direksiyona geçince ben bilerek Duygu’nun yanına oturdum. Yazları genellikle kalabalık tatil yaptığımızdan sadece yazın kullandığımız, içine yerli yabancı turist atıp, sikişme aracı olarak gördüğüm simsiyah minibüsle gideriz. Duygu ufaklığı anneme verdi bi ara ve ben artık Duygu’nun beni istediğinden emin olmak istiyordum. Elimi bacaklarına koyup, iyi oldu bizimle gelmen dedim. Nerden bilsin önce gelmelerine karşı çıktığımı? O da elimi tutup, evet bu yaz güzel geçecek, çok eğlenicez çok dedi ve elini o ateş gibi yanan amına yaklaştırdı. Şok olmuştum. O an orda sikmek istemiştim Duygu’yu ama yapamazdım. Sikim ayaklanmıştı, O da fark etti ve kulağıma eğilip kocamın ki bile evlendiğimizde böle şahlanmıyordu deyip gülümsedi ve elini şortu yırtmaya hazır vaziyette bekleyen sikimin üstüne koydu. Sonra şortun kenarından içine uzatıp, sikimi ellemeye başladı, kudurmuştum resmen. Bi yandan da öndekilere bakıyorduk ikimizde. Bende elimi o vazgeçilmezi olan mini eteğinin arasına sokup, külotuna değdiğimde yanan amının ıslandığını gördüm ve daha da ister oldum Duygu’yu sikmeyi.

Parmağımı amının içine soktum ve o da sikimi koparırcasına sıkıyordu. Biraz sonra ikimizde boşaldık…

Eve gelmiştik, benim odam yukardadır yan tarafta da misafirler için kullanılan oda var. Duygu’ya orayı ayarlamıştım bile yolda. Neyse herkes yerleştikten sonra uygun zamanı beklemeye başladık ikimizde ama o gece bişey yapamadık. Ertesi gün denizde şakalaşma bahaneleriyle her yerine dokundum. Yanıyordu Duygu. O akşam annemlerle gezmeye çıkmıştık. Ben güneş çarptı diyerek eve döndüm. Biliyordum Duygu’nun da bi bahane bulup geleceğini… Çok geçmeden tek başına çıkıp geldi. Kapıyı açar açmaz sana geldim diyerek dudağıma yapıştı, ben değil o beni sikecekti anlaşılan. Bende dur gelirler olmaz dediğimde lunaparka gittiklerini kendisinin midesi bulandığı için eve dönüp yatmak istediğini söyleyip sana kaçtım dedi…

Artik koca evde yalnızdık. Başladık öpüşmeye, uzun uzun ateşli öpücükler bitmeyecek gibiydi, öpüştük öpüştük öpüştük… Bi yandan karşılıklı dudaklarımızı yerken diğer yandan da ellerimizle aşağıları yokluyorduk. Yavaş yavaş soyunmaya başladık, çırıl çıplak olduğunda sanki hiç sikilmemiş teze bi kız gibi mükemmel bir vücut karşımdaydı. Hemen göğüslerini emmeye başladım, parmaklarım amının içinde git gel yapıyordu tabii. Daha sonra o ıslak ama tadı bugüne kadar soktuğum amlardan kat kat daha tatlı olan amını yalamaya başladım. Dilimi sonuna kadar sokup, çıkarıyordum. Sok diye inliyordu Duygu. Ama öyle hemen sokmaya niyetim yoktu. Saçlarından tuttuğum gibi o kazık gibi ayaklanan sikimi ağzına verdim, öyle güzel yalıyordu ki hepsini almıştı nerdeyse. Taşaklarımı ve sikimi yiyip, bitirmişti. Artik sokma zamanı geldiğinde sikimi amında gezdiriyor ama bir türlü sokmuyordum. Kudurmuştu, sik beni diye bağırıyordu ve daha fazla Duygu’yu üzmeyip o müthiş amına sikimi yerleştirip, var gücümle köküne kadar soktum. Zevkten aşkım, erkeğim daha hızlı sik beni, ağzıma boşalmanı istiyorum diye haykırıyordu. Git gel yaptıkça Duygu kendinden geçiyordu tam boşalmak üzereydim ki büyük sözü dinleyip o ateş parçası amından çıkarıp, ağzına verdim. Emmeye başladı ve öyle bir boşaldım ki 2 haftalık birikimimle ağzını doldurdum. Onları bi güzel yutan Duygu süpersin, artik kocam sensin dedi…

Her zaman yapmak isteyip, yapamadığı şey olan banyoda sikişmeyi söyledi ve ben her şekil bana uyar Duygu’cum deyip kucağıma aldığım gibi banyonun yolunu tuttum. Küvetin içini suyla doldurduk ve benimkini büyütmesini söyledim Duygu’ya ve o da hay hay deyip başladı yalamaya, benim ki yine kazık gibi oldu ve Duygu’yu klozetin üzerine domaltıp arkadan girmeye hazırlanıyordum. Duygu bu kez kendi sikimi eliyle tutup amına dayadı, ben amından çıkarıp götüne sokmak istediğimi söyledim ve o da nasıl yapıcaz dedi ? ben bana bırak çok zevk alacaksın ve zevkten inleyeceksin aşkım dedim. O da sok o zaman dedi. Bende önce sikimi ve götünü tükürükleyip, yavaşça başını soktum götüne ve Duygu dur diye bağırıyordu, benim durmaya niyetim yoktu yavaş yavaş git gel yaparak sonuna kadar soktum. Duygu bağırıyordu ahhh ohhhhhhh sesleri arasında götüne boşaldım. Duygu böyle güzel olduğunu bilseydim ilk arkadan sikişmek isterdim aşkım deyip dudağıma bi öpücük kondurdu daha doğrusu yaladı.

Annemler gelene kadar bir kaç kez daha boşaldık. Ev halkı gelmeden ikimizde banyo yaptık. Ben Duygu’yu Duygu’da beni yıkadı ve yataklara geçip hasta rolü yaptık… Tatil boyunca oda komşum olan Duygu ile 2 hafta boyunca sikiştik, hatta benden bi çocuk bile istedi ama ben tabii ki o hatayı yapıp, içine boşalmadım.

Artık yazlığa her gittiğimizde farklı farklı fanteziler yapıp, sikişiyoruz. Duygu götten sikişmek gibisi yokmuş deyip o tadı damağımdan gitmeyen amının yanında sürekli götten de sikişiyoruz.

Canim Duygu’m bak şimdi seni özledim ve benim ki ayaklandı…. Tatili iple çekicem…
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I would like you to imagine something. Yes, you. Hello there, you. Whoever you are and whatever your sex may be. It does not matter if you are a man or a woman. Imagine you are watching a scene, and the scene is this: in profile you see a young man on his knees on a king-size bed. He is a very large man, with muscles bulging everywhere. His thigh muscles swell and relax as his huge black cock powers in and out of that hole. His triceps flex with every thrust into a willing anus. Occasionally he takes it out and strokes the foreskin slowly down and up over his throbbing pink knob, to show it off. As well he might. His audience, the recipient, another man, is white and not so well built, but his six-pack glistens with sweat as he is jerked around on the bed by the black cock inside his arse. Slowly, deliberately, he strokes his own mammoth white piece, moaning quietly, never taking his eyes off those rippling muscles and that black marble rod spearing his sphincter, disappearing and reappearing, disappearing and reappearing amid a chorus of feral grunts.

Beside escort bursa them a pretty redhead watches enthralled as she rubs a sodden hairy pussy. As the tempo increases and the men begin to groan louder, she touches the hand of the man below and takes hold of his cock, at the same time swinging over him, straddling his face, whereupon he begins to lap hungrily at her cunt. Her eyes roll and she begins to slurp at the cock in front of her. She raises her head for a second or two and locks eyes with the negro pushing and pulling. He pants and pants. “This is so, so, hot”, she thinks. She tells him, no, orders him, “Fuck him harder, harder, baby, fuck his shithole with that big bad black boy.”

All three of them are in a frenzy. “Are you going to come? Is your juice ready?” she breathes. He nods. “Then come all over his cock and over me too!” she barks. He whips it out, and jerks rope after rope of gloriously sticky come all over her face and all over the other man’s shaft. She removes her mouth from the quivering bursa otele gelen escort staff for a few seconds just to get a few hits from it, raises her head to catch a few more shots on her lips, and then smiles as she licks and licks, and then suddenly deepthroats that messy dick savagely. She half-turns to show her spunky lips to the man on his back as she wanks the wet shaft. “What about you, baby? Are you going to give mamma your hot load too?” His torso arches and spunk begins to rain again, all over her face and hand. When he is spent but still hard, she sucks and sucks and sucks it with her eyes on the black man holding his nine-inch monster, still dripping globs of semen onto the other man’s thighs.

Back to you, dear watcher. Your hand is in your panties or on your cock, is it not? I know it is. At the very least, please do not tell me this does not make you hot. Please do not lie to me. I hate it when you lie to me. But above all, do not lie to yourself. A woman’s bursa merkez escort hand will be in her panties because it does not matter to her what those cocks are doing or who they are doing it to, just as long as they are doing what cocks do — fucking, being sucked and stroked and spurting juice. And a man, yes, any man, even if he will never admit it, will watch this and will watch it as he strokes his cock.

Any man, given privacy — or happily shunning privacy – will watch another man masturbating. Any man will watch transfixed as a woman’s hole, any hole, is breached by a cock, but they concentrate more on his cock, its size, and most especially the sheer power of its ejaculation, than on the woman. The only thing they might not identify with and find mildly disgusting is men sucking cock and/or men licking up sperm. But you put a woman in the middle of things, and things change. Of course, men are more used to watching a woman energetically riding one man to John O’Groats and back, and howling while another man pulverises her anus, sucking both cocks at once or taking both loads of come all over her face, but a woman mouth-fucking a man’s cock in 69 while behind her another man pounds her anus above another hunk lapping at her pussy only inches below his balls and also craning his neck to reach those hairy semen-filled balls, now that, that, dear readers, is delicious imagination.

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This is a short work of erotic fiction containing furry, or anthropomorphic, characters, which are animals that either demonstrate human intelligence or walk on two legs, for the purposes of these tales. It is a thriving and growing fandom in which creators are prevalent in art and writing especially.

All work is fiction intended for fantasy only, regardless of content, and consent must always be acquired when engaging in any sex act with another adult.

Please note that all characters are clearly over eighteen and written as such in all stories.

Danny didn’t know that a certain anteater was watching her in the park as she sunbathed. The chestnut mare’s clothes were set aside, neatly piled by her day bag, though the equine had worn a bikini, which kept her modest.

Her tail flicked softly as she dozed, slipping more deeply into a slumber that was rejuvenating. Yet having that nap in the park was to be all to her detriment as Adamios smirked and crept closer and closer to her.

The anteater’s tongue flicked out, eyes alight at getting her in such a position again. Sure, he’d tricked Danny into a little too much inflation before — but that was half the fun of his kink! The sun shone down and her legs stuck out from where the shade of a tree had moved over her while she’d been sleeping. Her mane spilled over her neck, all loose and lightly wavy, although that wasn’t a part of her that Adamios was all that interested in.

“Just got to be careful…”

He barely breathed the words, not wanting to draw any attention to himself at all, although Danny was out for the count — at least for the time being. With an air canister in his paw, he curled his fingers tightly around the hose and practically lay on his stomach as he slithered over the grass to gently feed the end of the hose between her lips.

“Mmph.”

Danny grunted in her sleep but, luckily, horses didn’t have gag reflexes, so it was an easy job to tease the end of the hose into her throat once he was past the more rigid, unyielding barrier of her teeth. The anteater retreated as quickly as he’d advanced, heart hammering, a goofy grin playing over his lips at the notion of getting to indulge in his fetish.

They were in a quiet part of the park, but it was an adult only area anyway. Being in public would not have deterred Adamios in the slightest, however, for the reward to him was more than worth the risk. He turned on the canister, releasing a steady flow of air into the mare as her guts gurgled, immediately protesting the bloaty intrusion.

“There you go…”

He groaned and sat back on the grass, the afternoon fading, very slowly, into evening. The sunset highlighted the red hues in her coat — and the edge of her belly as, patiently, it began to swell. With a low groan, Adamios shoved down his shorts to reveal his growing hard-on. He closed his fingers around his length and pumped it up and down, though bursa escort it took no time at all for it to swell to aching firmness, throbbing with desire.

There was nothing like inflation, after all, that got him going like that, hissing out as his tongue flickered against the side of his snout in a wet slap. The canister, of course, was filled with helium and would render her lighter than air — when enough had been pumped into her, of course.

But he fixated greedily on her as he indulged in his fetish, knowing quite well that he would have to run for his life when Danny finally woke up. It would all be worth it, however, as she gradually inflated, her slender body obviously showing every curve of the growing push of helium inside her.

He grunted, working his paw furiously over his cock as her belly swelled out more and more, slowly looking like she was in the early stages of pregnancy — expect the swell was higher and inflating her belly first. Of course, all that helium had to work its way through her guts too, gurgling and bloating, and more of her torso would swell as moments passed.

It had to be slow, however, or else she would wake up instantly. So, he had to pace himself, fingers twitching, his anxious need getting the better of him. Her abs had already lost their definition, but her oblique muscles were the next to go, everything becoming soft around her midriff. If the anteater had pressed on her swollen stomach, however, he would have found it quite tense and unyielding to his touch. The air could be displaced slightly where it was bloating her out, though there was only so far it could go with the pressure he would have been willing to place on her.

To force all that air back out of her too in a rippling blast, rolling over her tongue, would have been a sight to see indeed too. Yet he didn’t quite think he was going to get to that point of deflation before everything went “pop” again, in extreme fashion.

Danny squirmed, her tail flicking, and blinked softly, though it was far too late for her to get herself out of the situation as her belly bloated out increasingly, becoming the defining feature of her body. It rose out from her midriff, even pushing her breasts out of the way, and inflated beyond the size of an exercise ball — yet one that was attached to her still.

If she came around during her inflation, it didn’t have any effect, not as her belly softly lifted her from the ground and he masturbated furiously, entirely caught up in enjoying himself and his body. That was all he could do, after all, enjoying the course of things as he turned up the pump on the canister, releasing even more helium than before.

Halfway between the world of the waking and the sleeping, Danny squealed mutely and flailed, yet it just looked like her limbs were flopping about all over the place. She blinked rapidly, though moisture filled her eyes with the sheer bursa escort bayan strain of it, her skin creaking and squeaking as it was forced to stretch.

Her slender body swelled beyond any recognition as her limbs dangled, though the helium had an odd effect in making them look plumper and softer than before. It was just a small effect, though it stripped even that semblance of lean muscle from her as she grew and grew, her guts gurgled as helium bloated through her.

The anteater whistled lowly under her, though Danny didn’t see him as she half-rolled and half-floated away, her belly bigger than her body had been as it grew and grew. Her stomach stretched as he watched hungrily, wanting to see more, to know more, grunting under his breath.

“Ah, yes… Come on, Danny…”

He enjoyed the show as she tongued the hose and completely failed to shove it back out of her mouth. Her tail flipped about all over the place and it was obvious, at that point, that she was awake — not that it would do her any good anymore. Her swollen form, at the very least, still had her sunbathing bikini in place, though it didn’t do her all that much good when it came to her inflation.

He grunted and pumped his cock more firmly, watching as her belly blew up and up and up, the mare rolling around like a giant ball, head and limbs sticking out from her bloated body as if she had become something a lot more comedic than she would ever have wanted for herself. Danny was perky, yes, but she had more of a serious side — and it was not as if she’d enjoyed the extreme side of inflation before either.

No, he was just pushing her a little too far for his own pleasure, enjoying his voyeuristic thrill as her belly bloated out more and more, growing to the size of a small car. With all the air he was pumping into her, the canister moving as it was dragged along with her by the hose, her rate of inflation increased sharply.

“Unff…”

The anteater grunted as he jerked off, watching her body swell beyond recognition, up higher and higher as she bounced lightly on her grossly over-inflated body. Danny squealed mutely around the hose as her muzzle wrinkled, trying to push it back out from her mouth, but there was no hope for the mare. Not even as her tail lashed and she bloated larger than a regular car, her stomach squeaking as her skin was forced to strain.

The creak of her body echoed even more loudly than the rub of her coat against the grass as she rolled and bounced back and forth, only vaguely kept in place by the canister and hose tugging her back. He panted heavily, eyes narrowing as they focused on her, already anticipating the explosion to come.

But that was out of his control and out of Danny’s control at that point too, for she wasn’t getting the hose out before she went “pop” either. Bloated and rolling, her belly gurgled with too much air, escort bayan as if the gas being forced into her was interfering with her system. That was no one’s concern, however, as the anteater panted and licked his lips, watching her swell increasingly until she was near the size of a single-storey home.

It was hot, hotter than it had any right to be, though he was sure there were other anthros in the distance wondering what the blob was and what was going on over their way. That wasn’t a problem, however, as things had progressed so far that Danny could not be recognised anyway.

Her bikini was still somewhat in place as her bikini bottoms were pushed down to allow the bloated round of her massive stomach forward, with no restrictions at all. Her top, however, struggled against the rising fill of her stomach and tightened, digging into her back while her breasts grew a little air-filled too, like her limbs. The effect there was nowhere near as pronounced as it was with the air gurgling through her guts, forcing her midsection out and out and out.

If he pumped enough into her, would it push all the way through her, released through her tail hole? It was kind of a funny thought and the anteater made a mental note to tease her with a butt plug sometime — that was if he could convince Danny to come back to his place, after all he’d done to her. That was a problem, or more something that wasn’t all that likely to happen, though Danny could oblige if Adamios gave her the chance to get her own back on him first.

That was always an option and the anteater finally exploded, pumping his cock madly as spurts of creamy, white seed splattered wildly from his cock, as if there was no rhythm in his climax. Danny trembled, her limbs and head barely even visible, as her belly shuddered with a ripple, her body not in the right place to swell even further.

He held his breath, his body aching as if he was going to spill into a second orgasm right there in that moment. Yet that was not quite possible, for the anteater still had something of a refractory period between climaxes, and Adamios would merely have to enjoy the popping of the mare.

She quivered, eyes wide and wild with a glassy sheen. However, she ached deeply, her belly quivering until a full-body shudder rolled furiously through her. Everything bloated, her limbs fattening — though with air not fat — suddenly, as if her body was forcing air into every cell of her body, just to maintain her physical integrity.

It was not to be, however, not as she quivered and even her neck and cheeks bloated out with air. Danny whined, though the sound was not audible — and, even if it was, it would not have reached Adamios’ ears.

And then her body popped, giving way as air rushed from her, though Danny would be perfectly fine. There was no danger to her in it and Adamios inhaled sharply as he exulted in her popping and subsequent deflation, a gust of air rolling across the field. He’d soon have to run, for she was going to come after him like a stampeding wild horse, but he’d always try to push her limits, just so he could indulge in his fetish.

Surprising her with inflation was turning out to be one of the most erotic things the anteater could think of!

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Chapter 4

Jen and Phil, Sue and I, continued getting together every other week for a couple of months. Jon would have lunch with Phil usually once a week. That was code for Jon/Jen giving a blo-job. I never dared ask if it was more than that. Jon was wearing panties and a bra-let almost every day under his man clothes. He had taken his briefs and boxers out of his drawers and replaced them with Jen’s underwear. Phil would buy her clothes, lingerie, and shoes, every time they were together. We had to expand Jen’s closet to the guest bedroom closet as well. She had some at Phil and Sue’s house also. I was still amazed that when Jen was with Phil, she was confident enough to go out shopping and to restaurants. Granted they bought all the clothing and shoes at the same boutique that they had frequented before. Jen and Phil were that salesgirls’ best customers. With Phil being Jen’s sugar daddy.

We continued to have a happy sex life together. I was always with Jon, never Jen since we were all together at Phil and Sue’s house. I know Jon loves me and Jen is in love with Phil, just like I’ve fallen in love with Sue. She and I have such a connection, besides the sex, which is the best ever.

Our weekend with our new mates was soon approaching. One evening Phil called and asked if we wanted to go out on their boat for the day on Saturday since the summer was coming to an end and it would soon be too cold to spend on the water. We thought that would be great. He said we would take their boat because it was bigger. We would meet up as usual on Friday night. Sue and I would meet them Saturday morning at their house to go to the lake.

Jon kissed me goodbye on his way to work Friday morning carrying his/her overnight bag. Jen and Phil would see me and Sue tomorrow at their house. I wondered how Jon could switch to Jen and back so easily.

Sue and I had a wonderful evening Friday night. We went to a restaurant and had a beautiful romantic dinner and drank a bottle of wine. Stealing kisses and holding hands, we were another couple in love. We walked to a club nearby and danced. We danced so much that we were soon exhausted. During a slow dance we were wrapped tightly together, and Sue told me she loved me, and I told her I loved her back. We were so tightly wrapped together that we were like one body with 4 legs and arms with two heads that couldn’t stop kissing. We didn’t realize we had an audience on the dance floor as we declared our love as other couples were watching us. When we looked up, they gave a little cheer and we both turned red in the face. We danced and drank way too much until early in the morning. We took an uber back to my house having another make-out session in the back seat. I’m sure the driver enjoyed the show from the rear-view mirror. Clothes were flying off as soon as we closed the front door. We made love, sloppy drunk love most of the night until we finally fell asleep.

We slept, wrapped up in each other until late morning. We were awakened by our phones ringing. Phil and Jen were waiting to go to the lake, and we had slept way past our meeting time. We had told them we would meet them for breakfast before going to the lake. Now that would turn into lunch.

When Sue and I got to their house, Jen greeted us at the door in her bikini and heels. Sue and I couldn’t help but laugh at Jen strutting around like a princess.

Phil had the boat all ready and then said before we go, I have something for my 3 girls. He handed us each a gift bag. We opened them to find matching bikinis with G-string bottoms in görükle escort three different colors and a light cover up. Sues was yellow, mine was red and of course Jen’s was pink.

He said, “I want you all to wear them today, they are all alike except Jen’s G-string is a little fuller in the front to cover her ah umm, you know what I mean.” As he got embarrassed.

As we all knew what he meant and giggled. We changed into our new bikinis in the living room giving Phil an eyeful and an instant hard-on. When Jen bent to put her bottoms on, we both noticed she had a princess plug in her bottom.

I turned to sue and said, “I think that’s new.”

Jen said, “we have 3 different ones we use.” Without any embarrassment. “I love having Phils cock in my pussy, but these are the next best thing.”

Jen said, “I can’t wait to work on my tan lines, it’ll be sexy to have tan lines around my boobs like you girls do.”

We loaded into his pickup, Sue and I cuddled in the back seat and Phil and Jen in the front. After launching the boat and parking the truck we headed out to the middle. It was a beautiful early fall day that was warm and was perfect to soak up and swim when we got too warm.

Phil had thought of everything, they had snacks, and lunch, along with plenty of drinks. Sue’s and mine head still hurt from the wine last night.

Phil said, “you need some of the hair of the dog to make you feel better.”

He started mixing strawberry daiquiris and each one got stronger. We soon were feeling no pain. The music was playing, and Jen started a sexy dance that included a lap dance for each of us. It left Phil with a tent in his swim trunks.

He said, “you can’t leave me like this.”

Jen soon dropped to her knees and pulled off his trunks as we watched. She gave him a slow sensual lick and suck. She had his big purple head swollen and shiny. Sue and I were impressed at what a good cocksucker Jen had become. She could take his entire cock down her throat and never choke. We cheered her on, telling her what a good little slut you are and what a good cocksucker you’ve become. She looked up and smiled at us like that was the best compliment ever.

Sue and I kissed as we watched. She had her hand rubbing my boobs and I had a hand rubbing her slit through her bikini bottoms.

Phil pushed Jen off of his cock and said, “I don’t want to cum yet.” He then sat her on the bench next to us and kneeled down between her legs and started licking Jen’s bulging bikini bottom. We couldn’t help but watch as Phil pulled her bottoms off and started sucking on Jen’s cock. Sue had never thought her husband would ever suck a cock. He soon had all of it in his mouth only stopping to lick the underside and lick her tight little ball sack. We could tell this wasn’t the first time he had done it. She was completely shaved, and it was so sexy watching him make love to her cock. She was soon tensing up and we knew Jen was close to Cumming. We were both surprised to see Phil go deeper as Jen shot her load into his mouth. He cleaned off every drop, then he came up and kissed her open mouth, shoving all her cum into her mouth as she showed us the cum on her tongue and swallowed it all, licking her lips afterward. Sue and I were stunned as we watched and very turned on from seeing this.

Phil keeled back down and slid between His wife’s legs and pulled her bottoms off. My fingers had left her lips shining with her juices and Phil eagerly licked it up. He was doing a good job on her, while I had her boobs uncovered bursa merkez escort and we were kissing very passionately. He licked and sucked her to a climax. Without wasting any time, he then moved between my legs and removed my bottoms before beginning to lick me. Sue had my top off and my boobs out and was sucking on the hard nipple as Jen was rubbing and pinching my other nipple. Sue and Jen still had their bikini tops on, other than that we were all naked.

Phill soon had me moaning. He wasn’t as good at licking pussy as his wife, but he had me ready to cum. I could feel the juices and I had my first orgasm of the day.

Phil stood up and his face was covered with my and Sue’s cum and I’m sure some of Jen’s also. He looked like a glazed donut.

I was still in that post orgasm trance when Phil stood up with his hard cock waving in the sun. Jen started to lick it and suck his big purple engorged head, when he asked me if he could fuck me again? We each looked back and forth at each other and at Sue.

She said, “I’d love to watch you fuck my girlfriend.” I’m not sure why but that turned us both on even more. Phil didn’t waste any time. He slid right in and started pounding me as I sat on the seat, I soon turned and bent over Sue as her husband pounded me from behind. She and I kissed as we felt each other’s boobs. He soon had me laying on the bench seat and pounded my pussy until he filled it with his cum. It felt good to have a big cock fill me up. He pulled out and Jen was right there to lick and clean his cock. She then moved between my legs and licked up every drop of his cum and my juices. I soon had my third orgasm of the afternoon on Jen’s face as she cleaned up her boyfriend’s cream pie. We decided it was time for a swim to cool down and wash up. When we got back in the boat and dried off Sue said it was her turn to ride his cock. Phil laid on the bench and she sat down on him, riding his cock. Her little boobs were jiggling for everyone to see as she bounced on his pole, until she had a massive orgasm. Phil hadn’t cum but she was wet and sloppy. I wanted to eat her and pushed Jen back as she knew it was her duty to clean up afterwards, so she moved to Phils cock and licked it as I sucked all of Sues Juices into my mouth until she was Cuming again on my face.

Jen was sucking Phil hard when he pushed her off and said, “I need some of your pussy Jenny.”

She got a big grin when he pulled out her plug and was soon lowering herself onto his hard cock. Sue and I both watched this as our husbands made love in front of us. Jen slid up and down his pole with a look on her face of pure lust and love. Sue and I cuddled and watched as Phil bent her over the seat and later had her laying down and had her Cuming on her stomach. He scooped it up and fed it to her without missing a stroke. He soon tensed and filled her bowels with his cream. He bent over and kissed her so passionately and lovingly. Their tongues swirling in each other’s mouths. I was a little jealous of her. We both realized that they had fallen in love just like Sue and I had.

We all sat and soaking up the sun, snuggled, and drank some more until it was time to head for shore and head home. After we got the boat cleaned up, we decided to order some take out for dinner. We were all tired after our day on the lake.

Phil said “Why don’t you girls stay with Jen and me tonight? We could all play again.”

Sue looked at me and said, “Why not.”

After we all showered, I borrowed a bursa sınırsız escort pair of Jen panties and one of Sue t-shirts. Sue dressed the same. She looked so hot wearing only a pair of panties and a tee shirt.

I pulled her in for a hug and kiss and told her “You look sexy as hell.” Grabbing a butt cheek in each hand and squeezed.

She said, “I think you’re obsessed with my ass.”

Both of our nipples were hard and pressed against each other. She snaked her leg between mine and grabbed my hips, making me grind against her. I moaned in her mouth; my hands roamed her body.

Jen came running in wearing only a towel and was so excited to show off her tan lines. She said, “it makes my boobs stand out more.”

We all got a giggle out of her excitement. Sometimes I can’t believe that she isn’t a girl.

The four of us got into their king size bed, kissing and snuggling. Sue and I settled into a “69” position and ground on each other’s mouths. My hands on her butt and slowly brushing her holes. I rubbed my nose on her clit. She pressed her pussy against my face. She cried out when her orgasm hit her, her whole body shook as she climaxed. After multiple orgasms we laid together and snuggled.

Jen and Phil seemed to have enjoyed the show. They were laying side by side stroking each other’s hard cocks. Phil was naked after his shower and Jen had on a pair of panties and a satin camisole. After our show we watched them. Jen soon had her lips wrapped around that big purple head. He pulled her up and she straddled Phil’s legs, as they kissed, each of them had roaming hands. She stood up on the bed and Phil pulled down her panties to reveal a different jeweled butt plug. Phil pushed and twisted it until Jen was squirming. In what seemed like one move she reached back pulling out the plug and sat down on his hard cock. Sliding in without resistance. Jen was riding him as he laid back and was rubbing her small boobs. Her cock was hard and bouncing with each stroke she made.

We laid and watched as she continued to pound on his cock. It wasn’t long before we could see the drops leaking from her onto Phils stomach. He rolled her over and continued to ride her boi-pussy. They kissed and hugged together, and we saw how gentle and loving they were with each other even as he pounded her hard. As their orgasms drew closer, Jen screamed out as she had a sissy-gasm, shooting several shots over her stomach. In just a few more seconds Phil unloaded deep into her. He laid on top of her and they held each other until he softened. He pulled out and inserted her plug so she could keep his prize. We were both touched to see how loving and tender they were together.

They lay side by side as did Sue and I until we all fell asleep after our busy day.

After waking the next morning, us three girls were in the kitchen, still in our panties and tee’s, Jen in her panties and cum covered camisole, drinking coffee when Phil walked in wearing his boxers and rubbing the sleep from his eyes. When he saw the three of us dressed as we were, we could see his growing hard-on. Sue and I knew it was time to dress and leave them. We giggled and knew Jen was going to have another load pumped into her.

That evening after Jon had returned home and Sue had gone back to Phil. He called us to thank us for a fun weekend.

He said, “Sue and I have been talking and we think it would be good if we all got together every other weekend and spent it together. With the odd weekends would continue with how we were already paired up. Me and Sue and Jen with Phil.”

I looked at Jon and could see the smile, He was already thinking of being Jen and having a cock in her ass. I already know her answer. And I would love to spend more time with Sue also. We have a new plan.

I said, “Jen and I would love that.”

From them on we always knew what we would be doing on our weekends.

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Coming Together Chapter 8

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My motherly concern rose to a feverish pitch as a vision of Abigail and Candace formed in my mind. My baby was crawling half naked on the floor of a filthy public restroom, sniffing and licking each dirty tile of the bathroom floor in search of a cigarette.

I was so worried I was practically convulsing on my bed. As a mother, I had no choice. Much as I was loathe to do so, I knew I needed to confront Frank. Her baffling and inexplicable need to please him was the root of her burgeoning corruption. Everyone else was merely pawns. My biggest fear was running into Jimmy. He was under the mistaken impression that I was “into” him. The idea that I could be attracted to a man young enough to be my son, not to mention someone who groped my own daughter in front of me, was absurd and insane.

On Thursday, I worked up the courage to drive to their house. It was exactly as Abigail described in her diary. I was immediately greeted by what smelled like the stench of dead animal, rotten food, cigarettes, and body odor all rolled into one. With great trepidation, I knocked. To my dismay, Jimmy opened the door.

“I knew you’d be back,” he smirked.

“I’m not here to see you,” I scoffed in disgust.

“Haha, whatever you say, lady,” he said, inviting me in. A handful of cockroaches scurried away as he turned on the light. He gestured for me to sit down on a sofa covered in repulsive stains. I slinked to a corner that had the least amount of residue.

“Is your father around?” I asked.

“Nope. It’s your lucky day,” he grimaced.

“I’d hardly call that luck,” I sneered.

At this, his smirk turned into a scowl, and without warning he spit in my face.

“If you want any shot with me, you will speak to me with respect,” he demanded.

“What on earth makes you think I’d ever want a ‘shot’ with a lowlife like you? I need to speak to your father urgently about Abigail,” I said.

“Why, what’s she done?” he shrugged indifferently.

I sighed. “For one thing, she’s started smoking. Number two, she’s doing the most lascivious things in public with a girl named Candace,”

Jimmy laughed. “Yeah, Candy’s my girlfriend. Looks like Abigail’s her girlfriend. I don’t mind a bit. I think lesbos are hot.”

“I too, am a strong supporter of the lgbt community. But, I am concerned that some of their behavior might be unsafe and unsanitary,” I said.

“Oh yeah. Like what?” he asked.

I blushed with embarrassment. “Well after school on Tuesday, Candace and Abigail went to the mall to pick out Halloween costumes. Their intention was to dress up as two.. ‘kitty cats'”

“Nice,” he smiled creepily.

My breathing became heavy and irregular recounting the events. “They stopped at the salon, where Candace convinced Abigail to dye more of her hair blonde. She said your father preferred blondes.”

“He do like them blondes,” he chuckled.

“Be that as it may, she also took her to the tattoo parlor and convinced her to get 4 piercings in each ear- also to impress your father, I might add,” I said.

“Sounds great so far. Then what happened?” he asked.

“At this point, Abigail hadn’t had a cigarette in almost three days, so she was going through massive nicotine withdrawal. The only way to distract herself was through… lewd sexual thoughts,” I said haltingly.

“What kind of thoughts?” he inquired.

“Being taken by Lex, the burly gentleman doing the piercings. Having a debaucherous ménage a trois with Lex and Candace,” I said.

“So what happened next?” he pursued.

I hesitated. “She started pleasuring herself in the chair while he was piercing her ears.”

“I’m not sure I understand,” he feigned confusion.

“She put her hands between her legs and started rubbing her female parts,” I said, teasing my own clit with my fingers to demonstrate.

“Got it. Then what happened?” he coaxed. I lay down on the couch and continued touching myself.

“She continued her depraved fantasizing until she was at the brink of orgasm. Then Lex declared that the massage was over, leaving her sexually unsatisfied and ravenously craving a cigarette,” I continued.

“How very frustrating..” he commiserated.

“So Candace led her into the ladies room at the mall. She was still resisting the cigarettes at this point, but her resolve was beginning to soften. Candace told her that she needed to think more like… an animal” I felt my nipples harden as I lingered on ‘animal’. I continued touching myself.

“How so?” he pushed.

“Candace said she would understand with the catsuit on. They both changed into their outfits. At this point, Abigail’s mind was so far gone from withdrawal and lust she had really become the functional equivalent of an animal.” Lustful thoughts overtook me as I felt my panties moisten.

“What did she do?” he asked.

“Aaahhh… She crawled over to Candace and started licking herself all over like a cat grooming itself,” I breathed. I started caressing my breasts with my other hand as I continued pleasuring myself in escort bursa earnest.

“Sounds pretty hot,” he commented.

“Mmmmmm… Then she started bathing Candace with her tongue..” I panted.

“Nice. Lesbo action,” he said crudely. He then proceeded to undo his pants and whip out his cock. My eyes nearly popped out of my head as I took in the size of it. It was so much bigger than Dennis, it was like a different species.

“Mmmmm… yeah… While she was licking her all over, Candace teased her by smoking a cigarette and blowing the smoke in her face. My poor baby girl was so deprived she would have done anything for that smoke,” I said breathlessly.

“Anything?” he asked, stroking his monster cock.

“Candace made her promise to become an addict for life. She also made her promise to only socialize with her friend group. Finally, she told her to think of William not as a boyfriend, but as just another ‘hookup'” I said, my breathing becoming increasingly strained.

“Damn.. did the bitch agree to all that shit?” I couldn’t believe this heathen would use such derogatory language about my daughter in my presence. Rather than protest, I removed my panties to grant me easier access to my soaking wet pussy. I spread my legs obscenely.

“Mmmm yeah…. She cried hysterically at first. Then Candace told her that she could still let William think he was her boyfriend, and she relaxed. She licked away her tears and snot and meowed like a sexy little kitten,” I purred.

“That’s fucking hot,” he spat. I moaned.

“Mmmmm. So fucking hot… Then Candace confessed that she had a crush on Abigail. Since she was single now, she asked if Abigail wanted to be her girlfriend, to which Abigail readily agreed. They started making out furiously. Then Abigail bathed her with her tongue while Candace smoked,” I panted, my pussy aching.

“Fuck yeah! I wanna see some of that lesbo shit. Maybe put it deep in both of them.” I recoiled slightly at this. Was I feeling a twinge of jealousy? Of whom was I jealous?

“Then Candace did the cruelest thing of all. She threw a cigarette across the room, blindfolded Abigail with her own soaking wet panties, and made her search the room for it,” I continued.

“Holy fucking shit! What did the bitch do?” he asked. I loved when he called her that.

“At first she hissed and scratched and bit into Candace, drawing lots of blood. Then she did the unthinkable. She… oh God… crawled around the filthy bathroom floor sniffing and licking every disgusting tile until she found the object of her desire,” I said, my voice dripping with lust.

“God Damnn!!!” he exclaimed.

“Oohhh… She crawled back to her now-girlfriend, who proceeded to finger her while she finally received the delayed gratification of her cigarette,” I said, increasing the pace of my own fingering.

“What a fucking slut!” he exclaimed. She really was.

“Oh GOD!! They exhaled smoke into each other’s mouths as Candace brought Abigail to the most explosive orgasm of her young life.” I was practically drooling at this point, oozing juices out of my mouth and pussy.

“Jesus fucking Christ,” he roared.

“Oooooohhhh. When they relaxed, Abigail licked the wounds she had caused with her scratching and biting and Candace licked her fingers to taste Abigail’s juices. They made out some more, exchanging the taste of blood, saliva, cigarettes, and pussy. Aaaaahhhh!!!” I was almost past the point of no return.

“And tell me.. how is it you know all of this in such detail- including her actual thoughts?” he probed.

“I-I- I read her private diary,” I admitted tentatively.

“Ah- I see. And does it turn you on?” he inquired. What a perverse insinuation!

“Of course not. She’s- she’s my daughter,” I responded feigning confidence.

He slapped me hard in the face.

“Tell me the truth, bitch. I need complete honesty in a relationship.”

Did he just say, relationship?

“M-maybe a little..” I confessed. He slapped me again.

“I think it’s more than that. I think you want to cum right now thinking about what a fucking slut your cunt ass daughter is.” He wasn’t wrong.

“Oh God… Yes.. yes… such a slut…” I drooled.

“That’s what I thought. Now here’s the thing. You don’t get to cum until I tell you to,” he ordered.

“What?? I’m sooo close” I pleaded.

“I don’t give a shit. I need you for something.”

He needs me?

“Anything.. just let me cum. Pleaaaase!!!” I begged.

“I think her sexual corruption is going just fine, thanks to Candy. But she still takes pride in being the smartest in her class and going to college,” he said.

“Yeah… she’s a… great kid. I’m sooo.. proud of her,” I said breathlessly.

“I want you to be disappointed when she studies and does well in school. I only want you to be proud when she’s out partying, getting drunk and high, and hooking up with randos..,” he commanded.

“What? Nooo!!! Her dream is to go to Harvard and change the world. bursa escort bayan This is the most important time to focus on her studies…” I pleaded.

“If she did go to Harvard, you’d be so disappointed you might disown her. You’d be most proud if she were a crack head living on the street, working minimum wage, and turning tricks on the side,” he ordered.

“Noooo!… oh God!!! Nooo!!” I screamed. I could never betray my daughter’s incredible talent and potential.

“So do we have a deal?” he asked.

I reflected on my life. I’d invested everything for the past 18 years to insure the best opportunities for Abigail. Could I really throw that away for one transcendent orgasm?

But it was more than that. I had to admit that the thought of Abigail changing so dramatically was the most erotic thought I’d ever had. And I would still be caring for her, loving her, and guiding her as a mother, just down an alternative path. I could redirect all of the energy I was spending on nurturing her intellect and character into nurturing its degradation. In my altered state, there was a twisted logic to it.

Added to which, Jimmy had dangled the prospect of relationship. Would a young stud like him really be in relationship with a woman old enough to be his mother? I imagined us dating. I imagined our wedding day. He would be Abigail’s step-father. I was young enough to still bear him a child. Maybe a half-sister for Abigail? Would she turn into a hot little slut too? Oh God…

“Yes… yess…” I panted.

“What will you do?”

“I’ll help you and your dad turn my beautiful, brilliant daughter into a dumb slut who only cares about getting high and getting laid.” I would have said anything for that sweet, sweet release.

“Excellent.. You may now cum for me!”

“YESSSSS!!!! Oh God!!! YESSS!!!!!!” I screamed ecstatically.

My body convulsed uncontrollably as I finally came. Jimmy came hard too, spraying his seed everywhere. I crawled over to him to taste it.

“Not so fast slut. No treat for you until you follow through on your promise.” I retreated, looking disappointed.

Oh God, what had I done?

I looked up at him submissively and said, “Yes, Jimmy.”

“Here’s my number.” He took my phone from me and programmed in his number. I sighed dreamily. I couldn’t believe my crush gave me his number!!! I added him to my contacts as Jimmy❤️❤️❤️.

“Now get dressed and get the fuck out of my house, bitch!” I immediately obeyed.

The next day was a blur as the full import of what I had done hit me. I had committed to turning my daughter into a bimbo junkie whore. What kind of mother was I?

Several times a day, I searched her diary ravenously to see if there was a new entry. On Saturday morning, I finally found it. I changed into my sexiest lingerie, put my reading glasses on and read…

Entry 8

November 4, 2023

Dear Diary,

One thing was crystal clear after my experience on Tuesday. Although William didn’t know it, I no longer considered him my boyfriend anymore. He was still super cute, and might be a hot fling sometime, but Candace was my girlfriend now, and my relationship with her needed to always come first. She didn’t mind if I hooked up with other people, as long as I told her about it. It felt weird to me, though. I had always been a monogamous kind of girl.

The other big change was that I had finally accepted that I was a smoker. Buying my first pack was excruciating. I was so paranoid and embarrassed that anyone would see me that I disguised myself with a baseball cap and sunglasses. I would die if anyone recognized me.

Although I still hid it from my family and the public, I now smoked whenever I got a chance- usually in the girls bathroom at school or in my room with the window open.

The advantage of this was that I could actually concentrate in school again without constantly thinking of smoking. My homework improved, I aced my tests, and I made significant progress on my college apps. I started to feel more confident about my future goals.

Things were a little awkward with Ashley. I still talked to her like my best friend if no one was looking, but I became more aloof if I sensed any of the cool kids were watching. At lunch, I hung outside smoking with Candace, Emily, Carter, and Enrico.

There was no doubt I had made some major changes in my relationships, behavior, and appearance, but at my core I was still the same Abigail. I wanted to succeed in school, go to Harvard and make a significant difference in the world.

At the end of the week, I was exhausted but I felt productive and relaxed. If I ever felt anxious, smoking calmed me down instantly. I wished I had started sooner!

Friday night was my date night with William. This was going to be awkward because Candace understandably wanted me to prioritize her. I told her I would go out with him for the first part of the evening, a double date with Ashley and Henry, but then make up görükle escort an excuse so I could spend the rest of the evening with her.

We met at our favorite pizza place. Since I was dressed for both dates, I wore an ultra tight form fitting white mini dress with matching sparkly white heels. My back was completely exposed, and the front was pushed tight to highlight my cleavage. The white made me feel sexy and innocent.

I smoked a cigarette in the car on the way over. By the time I arrived, everyone was already seated in a booth. I saw Ashley first. She greeted me with a long, warm hug. “Oh Abigail. I’ve been so worried about you. How is your mom doing?” I was momentarily confused. Then I remembered the horrible lie I told her on Tuesday.

“Oh, yeah she’s fine now,” I said, avoiding eye contact.

“But is it cancer? Do they know?” she asked.

“Uh probably not,” I said perfunctorily.

“When will they know for sure?” she persisted.

“I dunno. Probably at her next appointment,” I lied.

“Hey Abigail,” Henry waved awkwardly. He was hopelessly awkward under normal circumstances, but since I flirted with him on Tuesday he could barely look at me. It was kinda cute, in a dorky way.

“Hey Henry,” I waved back shyly, sitting across from him.

“And how is my muse, today?” William asked, greeting me with a kiss on the lips. Candace was right. He really was a nerd. But there was no denying he was hot.

“Okay, I guess,” I responded. I really was too cool for everyone at this table.

Ashley started going on and on about how Donald Trump was the worst person who ever lived and everyone else was nodding like trained seals. I was starting to think liberals really did have “Trump Derangement Syndrome,”.

What pissed me off the most was that William kept eating up everything she said.

“If Donald Trump is elected in 2024, I think we can kiss the American experiment goodbye,” Ashley opined, looking self-satisfied as if she had made an original point.

“You’re absolutely right. For God’s sakes he actually said out loud he wants to suspend the constitution and these so-called patriots with their flag pin lapels don’t seem to care,” William concurred.

“Totally! Not to mention, he literally said he wants to be a dictator on day one. He is actually campaigning openly on the idea of turning America into a fascist totalitarian state and no one seems to be freaking out,” Ashley replied.

I was freaking out. But it was because this bitch was flirting with one of my favorite hookups right in front of me. And William was no better! He was flirting right back, even though he still thought I was his girlfriend.

I needed to put that bitch in her place and I needed William to know that if he wanted to think I was his girlfriend, he couldn’t be openly flirting with this skank in front of me.

I needed to kill two birds with one stone. I slipped off my heel and started rubbing my foot against Henry’s legs suggestively. My toes still looked like claws from my time at Becky’s salon. At the same time, I discreetly unbuttoned William’s pants and started jerking him off under the table. I smiled shyly at Henry, while shooting William a ravenous gaze.

“Um, yeah people should be very alarmed,” William stammered, trying to keep his train of thought.

“Exactly!” the bitch continued. “The so-called liberal news media is making a fortune off of Trump because he pulls in ratings. And they’re too afraid to meaningfully call him out on his lies because they’re petrified of being called biased.”

What a fucking slut! Two could play at this game. I brought my foot up until it was between Henry’s legs. I felt for his bulge with my foot. Upon discovering it, I started rubbing my foot sensuously back and forth against it. At the same time, I increased the pace of William’s hand job.

“You are so right, Ashley. I wish more people could just think like you,” I smiled at her as I continued giving her boyfriend a foot job and my fling a handjob.

With my free hand, I texted Henry, “take out your cock” I saw him gulp and look around the room. Ashley was 100% fixated on her politics crap, and William was concentrating very hard on not letting anyone else see what was happening to him.

He trepidatiously undid his buttons and unzipped his fly. I smiled suggestively at him as I jerked off his bare cock with my feet.

“You too, Abigail. I really hope you decide to run for office someday. I really think you’re someone who could make people come together,” Ashley replied warmly.

If you only knew bitch, I thought to myself.

My pussy was wet at the thought of both boys spraying their seed on me. William was the first to explode. I knew his tell tale signs so well from when I used to think of him as my boyfriend. Now he was a stud I knew was always there for me if I was horny. An enormous amount of his goo exploded into my eager fingers. It made the perfect topping for the chocolate eclair I had ordered for dessert.

I could now give Henry my undivided attention. I increased the pace of my jerking as he suppressed a moan. I texted him, “cum on my pretty toes”. Within moments, he had fulfilled my request dousing my foot with his sperm. I reached under the table and transferred my gooey treat from my foot to my hand. I then added it to my decadent eclair.

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She was not the type of woman who wanted to waste the prime of her life by staying at home, ruining her body by having kids and spending her time on playgrounds. As soon as she had realized that men and women alike reacted quite positively to her attractive appearance, she began to use it as a means to get what she really wanted – travelling the world, having fun and lots of sex.

She was proud of her fit body, enjoyed presenting it publicly on her Instagram profile and relished the appreciation she got from her audience there, too. Many offered to sex-chat with her or suggested meeting somewhere, but most failed miserably on making a sufficiently good impression, commenting her nude photos with stupid obscenities or direct messaging her childish one-liners that only earned them a quick block.

One day the image of a drawing popped up in her news feed, which was a conglomerate of publications made by those people she followed on Instagram. It literally made her mouth water, even though it only showed a guy’s heavily muscled torso and belly, and if the reaction she received from her greedy pussy was any indication, she absolutely had to meet the model.

Texting the creator of the drawing to learn about the stud’s identity, however, she had to find out that if she wanted her back scratched, she had to scratch his, first.

From the other artwork the guy had posted so far on his own profile, she assumed that he shared many of the kinks she was interested in. He occasionally placed erotic short stories next to his pieces, so that those texts appeared to illustrate what was going on in the corresponding drawing or painting, and vice versa. She definitely liked his imagination and creative skills. Many times, she got lost masturbating to his tales of captured beauties, picturing herself as the victim, held against her will by some overpowering beast of a man, made to do his bidding.

In the short message exchange that ensued between bursa escort him and her, he told her that he needed some reference material for his next project and that she would be the perfect model. He managed to charmingly press all her buttons right and suggested a deal, so she found herself agree to meet him for a photo session to get the male model’s name in return.

As she later dropped her dress in the artist’s studio-apartment, let herself be blind-folded and tied up for the shoot, she tried to envision her date-to-be with that sizzling guy from the drawing, how she would be all over him, surrender to him for a hot, if meaningless and fleeting, adventure.

She heard a camera click a million times and wished it all would be over, so that she could finally get her hands (and nails, she thought wickedly) onto her prey.

After a few minutes, the clicking stopped. She flexed the muscles of her arms and hands a little to counter a vague numbness that had begun to spread due to being tied up to something above her.

Suddenly, she felt hands grabbing her panties on both sides of her hips, starting to drag them down.

“Hey! Didn’t you say topless only,” she protested, rather because she was ripped from her day dream than out of unwillingness to go along with the sudden turn of events.

This guy is full of surprises, flashed through her mind. She had originally pictured him as an old, obese bloke with paint in his bushy beard, dirty fingernails and coffee stains all over him. Talent for erotica or no, she had decided back then that she would leave the scene at the first signs of fishiness and had even added a can of pepper spray to her handbag.

When he had opened his door to her earlier to lead her inside, though, she had to concede that at least his appearance did not match her expectations, at all.

Although not exactly the stuff of her dreams, this guy easily stood his bursa otele gelen escort ground during her milliseconds-long OGILF-check.

With his short brown, neatly trimmed hair that already had some grey in it, his handsome, masculine mid-forty Daddy-face featuring a two-to-three-days worth of stubble, and his slender figure hidden beneath tasteful clothes, she instantaneously appended this specimen to her “older guys I’d like to fuck” list.

She was curious to see where this was going and let him proceed. Not that she had much choice in it, restricted in her ability to move as she currently was.

“Let’s just say,” he calmly said into her ear, “you’ve managed to inspire me.”

She wiggled her butt a little to facilitate sliding the small piece of fabric down the rest of the way, then she stepped out of it, thus hinting at her disposition to cooperate.

She could feel his hand glide up on the inside of her lower leg, giving it a soft pat, which made her part her legs a little more. The hand resumed its previous course, very slowly, as if it was enjoying the touch of every inch of her smooth, warm skin.

Before long, she started to wish it would speed up and get where she wanted it faster.

An eternity of anticipation and yearning later, she felt his hand reach the point where the thigh and the lower butt create a sharp crease. She could not hold back a little whimper.

Instead of following through the curve of her leg to finally meet her pussy she was sure was dripping by now, the hand broke contact with her body all of a sudden only to land again with a SMACK on her butt cheek.

The breath she realized she had been holding left her body as a yelp, when the unexpected pain of the slap was registered by her brain.

“Ow!” she exclaimed playfully, not really hurt, but involuntarily turned that sound into an “Ow-mmmhhhh,” when his hand immediately switched to caressing her butt cheek in feather-soft rubbing circles.

“You know,” she softly chided him, “I’ve got two of those!” and promptly got her reward for being this cheeky. SMACK!

The sting on her other butt cheek felt similarly intense. Swinging brushes, it seemed, was not all his astonishingly strong hands were good for, and she was glad that he treated his second target with the same soothing caress right after hitting it.

“Ouchie, Daddy!” she pouted, affecting the voice and tone of an innocent girl, offering him a potential scenario she loved to role-play with her sexual partners. “Please don’t spank me. I’ll be good from now on, I swear!”

She imagined she could sense him shaking his head behind her. “So you keep saying,” he retorted, obviously playing along. SMACK, SMACK landed the next two hearty slaps on each of her butt cheeks. “I don’t believe you, though.” SMACK! SMACK!

Again, she felt his hand caressing her butt, but his other hand gripped her throat, pulling her head back. His breath smelled of peppermint, she vaguely noted, when he promised close to her ear, “But I’ll make sure you learn your lesson today.”

***

The cab was already waiting for her. She winced as she was walking the few steps over to it. The sensitive skin of her butt cheeks kept touching her dress that now felt like coarsely grained sandpaper. Putting her cotton panties back on had seemed like unbearable torture so she had stuffed them into her handbag, instead.

After spanking her quite thoroughly, the artist had taken a few more photos and then immediately untied and thanked her. He had also shown her the courtesy of tenderly applying a pain-relieving cooling lotion on her burning backside, which she had gladly accepted.

Quite the trade, she mused, glancing at the small piece of paper with the model’s name and telephone number on it. She was not sure who had gotten the better end of the deal. The artist had not fucked her, had not even touched her wet and needy pussy, although more than once she had begged him to do so.

She dialed the number into her cell phone with the firm intention of getting that loose end tied up quickly.

END

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