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Where we left off…

Charlotte is a gorgeous brunette with dark eyes and a killer body, complete with a modest 32B bust, and a huge ass to compensate. She dated her teenage love, Cal, a reasonably endowed guy with a well defined body – couples that gym together, stay together.

That is until Charlotte finally snapped after Cal had, once again, got frustrated by her lack of sex drive. Seeing this to be the end of their otherwise wholesome relationship, but not wanting the knowledge of Cal “getting it elsewhere”, Charlotte bound Cal to a bed to enact revenge.

Kiera was pressured into helping enact said revenge. Kiera is a stunning blonde with bright green eyes, a tiny waist, and the most petite features – with the exception of her outrageously large 28J breasts. It turns out there is some truth to Kiera’s beliefs in the natural energies and spiritual things as, using a large crystal and a couple of matching crystal necklaces, she has cast spells on Cal and Charlotte to allow curious effects to occur. The magics involved allow body parts to grow as long as certain sexual criteria is met – though the power is difficult to manage, and Kiera admitted that a minor accident is what cursed her with such a large bust.

Charlotte had gotten carried away in her passion and expanded Cal’s cock far too much, getting his rapidly growing member stuck deep down her throat. Regardless of side effects, Kiera had no choice but to reverse some of the expansion to free Charlotte, but the consequences meant Cal won’t be the only one left with enlarged features…

—————

Kiera gingerly pulled the tape from Cal’s mouth without looking, thinking Charlotte’s control has long since been lost – hell, Kiera never wanted this to go so far, she’d always liked Cal afterall. But there he was, still bound to the bed with his cock still rather red from the stretching. He was slowly going soft now, but clearly he was somewhere between 1.5 to 2ft long. “That’s just not fair, that’s too big” she had thought when she saw it slipping from Charlotte’s throat.

But Cal didn’t say anything. Both he and Kiera were looking to Charlotte, who was sat on the bed on her knees still panting. Kiera felt an awful dread as she stared down at Charlotte; she herself had grown to a J cup after receiving a small amount of transferred magic from a growing cock, let alone the amount of magic Charlotte just got… “She’s going to be huge…” she thought.

Charlotte was looking down too, blinking through the last of the involuntary tears from the bulging deepthroat. Slowly, very slowly, the cups of the silky lingerie began to strain. Charlotte felt a warm sensation flowing through her breasts, warming her to her core and tingling all over as, eyes widening, she watched as her boobs starting overflow the cups.

In this moment, she felt elated. She had always been somewhat insecure about her modest bust, and now she was quickly filling out. When she put on the lingerie she was already overflowing slightly even with being just a 32B, and now the cups were positively strained as the fabric stretched to hold in her swelling chest. She had to be a full C cup already and it’d only been two minutes at most.

Without really thinking about it, she brought her hands up to feel her expanding bust. Each touch sent more warm sensations through her. She could grab a handful over the top of the lacy cups. She felt sexier than ever and it took a moment to register that Kiera was talking.

“Charlotte… I know it feels good, really good, great even… But you need to focus, you need to take the lingerie off quickly or it’ll hurt – your boobs are going to grow SO much bigger, and much faster, very soon.”

“It’s alright, I think it’s stopping.” Charlotte replied, still staring down at her new endowments that were approaching a D cup now, the cups starting to be engulfed entirely – it barely covered more than her nipples now.

“No… It’s more like a pulse as more waves of the magic go in. They’ll REALLY grow any minute now.” Kiera said, but Charlotte wasn’t paying any notice – she seemed distracted by a tingling sensation in her nipples as the fabric pressed against them. Kiera needed to press the point.

“LOOK!” she called, and Charlotte finally looked up – as did Cal. Kiera had fully lifted her t-shirt to reveal the most magnificent set of tits Cal had seen in his life. Her stomach was flat, her hips quite wide despite the tiny waist, but then her massive jugs strained the bra she wore even though it was J cup in size. “These,” she said, grabbing one of her breasts for emphasis, “grew in a few minutes, and that was with a fraction of the magic I just had to transfer into you… Charlotte, you’re going to make me look flat-chested in comparison. Do you understand that?”

Realisation seemed to dawn on Charlotte now as her hands couldn’t even cover the titflesh spilling over the cups. She wanted to be bigger, yes, but bigger than a J cup? “That’s way too big for me, I’m barely 5ft tall,” she thought.

“Okay.. görükle escort Okay, help me get this off.” Charlotte said, trying in vain to reach the clasp at her back to unhook the lingerie. Kiera, who hadn’t pulled her t-shirt back down, crawled to her bestfriend and pawed at the claps – but it was useless, it was too tight now. “C’mon, Kiera, it’s starting to hurt.”

Cal couldn’t believe what he was seeing. He’d watched Kiera’s boobs shake with every movement over to help his girlfriend (or “ex” as he should say now, he thought as a bitter side thought), and now the two of them fought to try and undress Charlotte. They realised it wouldn’t work that way, so they each grabbed a cup of the lingerie each and pulled downwards at the same time.

It was magnificent. Like something from the wildest of fantasy he didn’t know he had had. Charlotte’s tits bounced free at last, and by goodness they looked incredible. Perhaps due to the magic, Charlotte’s slowly expanding tits barely sagged in the slightest despite the now impressive size. She grabbed them instinctively and was rewarded with a wave of pleasure through her body; it started in her breasts, but spread up every nerve ending to tingle her scalp, and down her legs to her feet and everywhere between. A sharp moan escaped her, momentarily distracting her before her thoughts came back around.

“How umm.. How big do you think they’ll.. You kn-“

“Think of beach balls, then, I don’t know, try doubling that?” Kiera said, quite sharply Cal thought. Charlotte raised her head quickly, her brown eyes wide.

“WHA – okay no, that’s way too big. I’ll be honest, I’ve always wanted bigger tits, but I’d be a freak!”

“I tried to warn you…” Kiera said, realising with a start that Cal was looking from her chest to Charlotte’s in succession, and pulling her top down. She was rather pink in the face as she saw the monstrous cock, soft between Cal’s legs, straighten a little at the sight.

“Okay, okay, I didn’t listen – now fix me.”

“Fix you?” Kiera said, half-laughing, “Why would I fix you, you did THAT to Cal because you didn’t like the idea of him shagging someone else after you inevitably broke up – this is karma!” Charlotte glanced at the length between Cal’s legs. Almost completely soft, yet around 10 inches long at a guess, and a truly outrageous girth. Charlotte shifted uncomfortably, not used to the extra weight on her chest.

“Alright, you’ve made your point and I’m sorry.” she turned to Cal, “I’m sorry…”

“Sorry? You’re sorry?” Cal said, speaking for the first time since this ordeal began. His voice was quite hoarse after shouting behind the tape. He never wanted his dick any bigger, let alone this large.

“I.. I’m a freak now.. I’ll never be able to.. no one can fit this in..” his voice trailed off for a few moments. “You’ve ruined me. I’ll never know what it’s like to feel every inch inside.. every inch disappear in..”

“Well.. I wouldn’t say never..” Kiera said, looking down to avoid eye contact with anyone. After a moment, she sighed and looked Cal in the eye – the bright green irises piercing through him. “I know a couple of ways to make you feel better about your.. umm.. predicament.”

Cal raised an eyebrow, hope rising in him again. Seeing his reaction, Kiera spoke quickly –

“- Oh, I can’t make it smaller, I’m sorry – if I could, hell, if I could fully undo growth magic then I wouldn’t still look like a blow-up doll… I’m just saying I can think of a way you can still experience the full sensation of burying your cock in someone…” and she crawled over to Cal slowly on all fours, giving him an incredible view down her t-shirt that drew his attention away from Charlotte’s still expanding chest. There was a fiery look in Kiera’s eyes now, a half-smile as if she has all the answers to the best questions he can’t find the breath to ask.

She moved her face to within inches of his, her stunning smile and green eyes were hypnotic as she pulled him into an upright position and leaned close, whispering softly in his ear.

“I’ll show you how to feel that again. Then I’ll show you how to get back at your EX girlfriend.” she breathed, putting emphasis on “ex” as if to put power on the word, as if to degrade the meaning of Charlotte.

Cal found himself getting hard again rapidly in spite of him having already ejaculated twice. Kiera was straddling his stomach now, bending low to keep her mouth by his ear, breathing deeply into it as if to tease him. He made direct eye contact with Charlotte on the other side of the large bed. She looked appalled as she saw his cock standing to attention, a foot and a half long and pulsing.

“I want you to look at her. Keep looking at her.” Kiera purred in his ear as she raised herself up, reaching under her skirt to pull her underwear aside, and grinding herself up the side of Cal’s shaft. She was practically going to have to stand to get the tip in, but she relished in teasing Cal beforehand.

Charlotte made as if nilüfer escort to rush forward to stop her worst fear happening before her eyes, but she fell back, resting her back against the wall as her knees seem to give way. Kiera seemed to know what was happening as a soft laugh escaped her.

“It’s started for her. Watch her tits grow, Cal. She stretched your cock into a monster, now watch her become a freak too.” she whispered in his ear, finishing with a seductive gasp as several things happened at once.

Kiera had just reached the tip of Cal’s 22 inch dick and slid it inside her a few inches. Pure ecstasy flooded through Cal’s brain; he was so thick that every tiny movement further into Kiera caressed his throbbing cock, the nerve endings lighting up with a pressure like nothing he had ever experienced. She was so tight, yet just wet enough to glide as best one could hope for given his considerable girth after the recent ordeal.

And as this happened, Charlotte’s breasts had pulsed just as Kiera said they would. In mere seconds Charlotte’s boobs grew well past a D cup and straight to Gs, each one now a similar size to her head. She tried in vain to grab them as if squeezing them tightly to her chest would stop them growing, but the expanding titflesh just engulfed her fingers and moulded around them. All Charlotte was doing was effectively kneading them as she reached Kiera’s size and beyond in another few heartbeats.

Using her entire forearms now to try and wrap and hold her tits together, the growth slowing slightly as the magical pulse subsided. Cal and Charlotte starred at each other. He, transfixed by the incredible sight of his once love’s enormous boobs that were now so large he could barely make out the shape of her torso as they folded around her forearms. She, watching in despair as her bestfriend was trying to fit as many inches of Cal’s huge cock inside her, right in front of her.

Cal found himself without words. He stared at Charlotte until his vision was blocked by Kiera. She had sunk nearly 12 inches down his pulsating cock, her cheeks were blushing furiously as she strained quietly. The way she looked at him was so intense, as if he were the most incredible thing she’d ever seen. She cupped his face in her hands and kissed him softly at first, then a bit harder as she lowered herself further still on his massive member. With an involuntary gasp that broke the kiss, Kiera seemed to have reached her limit at around 13 inches.

“You’re.. You’re so big, Cal.” Kiera gasped softly. “Your cock is just.. just so fucking good inside me.” He had never heard her swear before, but it made her reaction all the more genuine. Despite his worries that surely no-one could take pleasure in taking a penis so large he’d barely be able to wrap two hands around its girth, Kiera was relishing in every small movement up and down.

“Push..Push it into me.” she breathed, struggling to get a lung full of air as she slowed her movements down.” Cal hesitated, he still had around 7 or 8 inches left to give.

“Are you sure?.. Kiera, you feel amazing, but I don’t want to hurt you.” he said, his own breath catching whenever she moved in just the right way. And he briefly made eye contact with Charlotte again; there were tears in her eyes as she sat against the wall looking defeated. Her tits had grown more, and as Kiera had said, they were now reaching the size of beachballs and had her pinned in position. Her upset didn’t seem to bother Cal anymore, quite the opposite in fact – it turned him on more than ever to see her still growing tits starting to obscure more of her killer body whilst she watched him deep inside her bestfriend.

And when he thought he couldn’t be more aroused, Kiera leaned in to whisper in his ear again as she shifted her bodyweight down further on his cock – he could feel the strain inside her, struggling to take more of his length and get cock felt as if locked in a vice.

“Shove. It. In.”

And whilst looking Charlotte directly in the eyes, gasping at the sensation, he pushed up into Kiera as she pulled down – sinking another few inches into her, forcing her tight space to accommodate him. Every movement up and down sent shockwaves through him; it was like the blissful moment he usually experienced briefly at the start any time he entered Charlotte, but repeated every few moments and with tenfold intensely. It was like that moment of relief when finally feeling the warm sensation of thrusting into a woman after being teased, but happening with every millimetre the further down Kiera sank on his cock.

The temperature in the room seemed to rise despite the cold look Charlotte shot at her boyfriend and bestfriend, and Kiera leaned back and lifted her top over her head. She wore a simple white bra for which the cups really didn’t accommodate her bust remotely well at all – it can’t be easy to get a good fit given her proportions, and Cal was so glad for it. He actually smiled at Charlotte before burying bursa sınırsız escort his head between Kiera’s voluptuous 28J cleavage – so soft and warm, he lost himself in the firm surroundings of this heavenly existence.

After what could have been mere moments or a lifetime, he emerged. He had been lost in Kiera’s huge boobs and the electricity rushing through his body as he slid in and out of her by a foot at a time. When he looked to Charlotte, he saw only only part of her face looking back at him now. Her breasts were now so large they resembled squishy, malleable exercise balls – each one was larger than her entire torso. Her hands were just visible wrapped around the sides of the mass of boob expanding from her, trying to absolutely no avail to keep them together as her tits flowed over and covered her shapely thighs. Honestly, Cal wondered how she would even be able to leave the room through a normal doorway.

“C-.. Cal..” Kiera gasped between ragged breaths in his ear. “I.. I’m going to…” And Cal knew what would happen without her needing to say it. He was beginning to understand this energy and magic stuff, now that they had connected in this way. This was how she would take all of him.

Cal felt Kiera starting to tremble, shaking on the massive cock that was still stretching her out far more than should be possible. Her delicate thighs over his tightened, clinging to him as she pulled herself down on him harder. She wrapped her arms over his shoulders, pressing her cheek to his so her rapid breaths and moans were straight in his ear; and from here she too was pressing down.

And right as Cal felt it happen, felt Kiera go over the edge, he thrust as hard as he could upwards. She came, gasping into silence, all the breath having left her lungs as Cal plunged all the way into her, right down to his swollen balls. He kept thrusting forward and back a few inches as best he could, but every muscle in Kiera’s body tensed as the orgasm spread through her in waves, almost holding Cal in place by the cock. Just able to suck in a few rasping breaths, she moaned in Cal’s ears as she started to shake more strongly, the sensations starting to send him over the edge too.

Charlotte, peering over her massive tits that were only just ceasing their growth spurt, looked in despair again as she saw it in Cal’s eyes – he was going to cum inside her bestfriend whilst she came. The most intimate experience, the most incredible sex she had ever seen, and he was going to experience it with someone else.

Kiera was still convulsing as she felt Cal’s waist bucking, his cock so big that the throbbing actually made her stomach bulge, the sensation near her ribs nothing like she had ever known. Of course, the magic from her orgasm had let her stretch to accommodate his massive cock, but there were limits, she wouldn’t be able to keep this in.

As Cal felt himself rising to the climax, the rush of cum starting to cascade up inside his huge shaft, he felt his wrists freed from the ropes – Kiera grabbed his hands with both of her own and pulled them to her heaving bust as she kissed him full on the mouth. She squeezed her tits using his hands, pressing her lips into his passionately as he shook wildly, the moment finally upon him.

He heard Kiera’s breath catch in her throat as his cum flooded into her, coming in ropes so strong she could feel every shot pumping deep inside her. The volume was too great, she was already full of Cal’s already enlarged cock – cum started leaking out of her in streaks, pouring down Kiera’s slim thighs, trickling down below her skirt. The force of the cumshots seem to push Kiera off of him by a few inches at a time, but each time it did, she would press herself down on top his cock even harder to take it all back in, pushing the cum out of her like a pump.

Cal was lost in the ecstasy, too many sensations taking over him. The feeling of pumping the gorgeous girl full of volumes of cum he wouldn’t have been able to produced a few hours ago. Her hot breath mixing with his as they kissed passionately – Kiera would press her lips over his with even more force every time a moan escaped his lips, as if trying to literally catch his breath. All whilst grasping Cal’s hands over her huge 28J boobs, cupping and mashing them harder with every rope that shot inside her.

When eventually Cal’s hips ceased bucking, Kiera slowed to sensually slide ever-so-slowly up and down on his cock to urge out the last few pulses of cum – she pulled away from the kiss to do so, looking deep into his eyes to gauge his reaction to each of her movements, taking pleasure every time he gasped.

“That… That was.. You’re..” was all Cal managed.

“I.. That.. Yeah.” Kiera breathed back. The both of them were staring at each other, blushing in the warm afterglow. They smiled serenely, taking each other in for a long moment. Kiera started to slide up from Cal’s enormous cock, getting about halfway before experimentally pushing it in and out a few inches – she grinned as she saw Cal squirm a little with the post-orgasm sensitivity. She repeated this a few more times, enjoying the power she had from this position. She then glanced over her shoulder briefly before turning back to Cal, another seductive smile spreading across her face like the one she gave him before climbing onto his cock before.

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My name is Ken and in addition to having a granny fetish, I also have a love of water sports or put another way piss sex. But finding old ladies who enjoy piss play is not easy.

But one afternoon I met Pat and I was over the moon. She was around 70, overweight but carried a nice pair of tits. We chatted in the supermarket cafe and got on well, so well that after a month we started playing with each other in the car park as she was married. What she liked was me fingering her hairy fanny whilst she let go of little piss spurts.

One afternoon she said, “Ken you know I get horny when I go for a pee, and I have to wank my clit. But hubby thinks it’s dirty and won’t give me what I want in that department. So, as you said you liked my piss squirt, I was hoping you will help me take a piss tomorrow afternoon when he’s playing golf?”

“I would be more than do that, Pat. Have you ever been pissed up your cunt? And what about up your shithole? Or what would you say if we pissed over each other?”

“Ken, that sounds fucking lovely feel my knickers right now.”

She was right, her granny pants were soaking. I could not resist giving her a quick finger.

“Oh escort bursa Ken, that’s lovely, I know you love my dribbles.”

“You can dribble away as much as you like you dirty piss tart” I replied as I rammed four fingers up her now soaking wet hairy cunt.

After she calmed down, I noticed that her stockings were soaked as were her shoes. “Ken, honey, you get me so fucking sexed up so call round to mine at about 1.00 pm tomorrow.”

“Pat, to start as we mean to go on you must make sure your bladder is nice and full when I arrive.”

Answering the door, she had made an effort to get me turned on, wearing a see-through blouse showing off her lovely thick nipples and tight short skirt that strained against her fat belly. As far as I was concerned dressed like that she was sex on her cellulite-addled legs. “I’m full Ken, — lifting her skirt revealing an extended belly — that’s why I had to take off my girdle.”

“Come here you horny piss tart and give me a lovely sloppy kiss.”

She had her tongue in my mouth and was starting to squirm. That’s just the way I wanted her. I had a great hard-on and a very full bladder and görükle escort intended to give a good going-over. Pushing my cock into her tummy she pushed back.

“Oh no, I’m dribbling. Quick, in the toilet now.”

As she sat on the pan with her legs wide apart, my semi-hard dick was ready to give her a hot shower. She was ramming four fingers up her hairy hole and she was pissing faster. “Fucking hell, Ken, don’t disappoint me -give me a drink, mamma’s thirsty.”

I stood over her face and pissed hard into her mouth. She could not take it all, so I directed it over her tits and between her hairy snatch. Her face lit up and she was in sexual heaven as she had a massive orgasm and piss squirt to boot. Then taking out her dentures she gobbled my limp cock. Each suck it got harder and didn’t take me long to shoot a few heavy wads of spunk that splattered all over her smiling face.

After we showered, Pat said that if it was a nice day, she would like to show off in the park next Saturday, and would I help her?

The Park

Pat was dressed in a slip dress, her new girdle, stockings, and no pants. She had altıparmak escort no bra and seeing them flopping about, got me instantly hard. I grabbed her and as we kissed, my fingers went right to her hairy fat cunt. “Ken you are a randy fucker.”

“And you are my lovely piss-loving slut. What are we going to do today?”

“We are going to the park. We sit down on a bench but as I sit down I lift my dress leaving my bare ass on the wooden slats of the bench. Then we start a conversation and slowly I let the pee trickle out of my pussy, wetting the bench and dripping onto the grass below. I get so turned on that I want to shout ‘Come and watch’, I’m pissing myself!”

The one problem with piss sex is that it does not last long — two minutes at most. However, what does last a long time is getting sexed up, as the bladder gets fuller and fuller until you cannot help but piss.

When I called Pat that afternoon, I told her that I had a surprise for her when I came round on Tuesday as her old man was on a business trip to Scotland. “Pat, I vividly remember that you loved pissing in the park. Well, what about both of us going shopping and pissing to our heart’s content?”

“That’s impossible, we would get arrested.”

Passing her the package I added, “Not with these on, you old piss tart.”

Her face lit up as she inspected her ‘high capacity’ ladies’ incontinence pants. “You are a fucking genius.”

“And before you ask, I have a men’s pair on right now.”

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[This story involves bodily functions amid some disciplining. If that bothers you, please read no further. All characters are 18 or over.]

My life sank into a downward spiral just two months after I turned 18. My dad suddenly decided to remarry, just a year after my mom died in a freak accident. My new stepmother, Adrienne, was 27 years old, very attractive and a true blonde. She had definite ideas about everything, including me.

Not long after they wed, and she came to live in our house, my dad called me in and told me that he had given Adrienne complete authority over me, beginning with her control of my finances, namely, my allowance. I’d been used to spending for whatever I felt I needed. I didn’t think I’d abused my credit card to any great extent, but Adrienne, at our first little meeting to lay out her new rules, told me that I would have to clear any expenditure over $15 with her.

This made me realize that things were changing at home and changing fast. She told me that my room was a mess, and that I had three days to put it in order. I looked at her as if she had just landed from some distant planet.

I then made the mistake of challenging her directly: “So what happens if I can’t get that done?”

She looked right into my eyes with a steely gaze: “Don’t try me. You’ll be a very sorry boy.”

I didn’t take well her calling me a boy at the grand old age of 18. Adrienne dressed nicely but neither overly formal nor sleazy in any way. In fact, I was totally turned on by her and one time I was in my parents’ ensuite bathroom–I’d always used that sometimes because it was closer to my room than the main bathroom–I saw a pair of her worn panties on the tub edge. I couldn’t resist picking them up.

They were pale blue with a white cotton crotch, and I almost started sniffing them there without thinking about what I was doing. Sure enough, I was so lost in smelling her lovely feminine odors emanating from the panties when suddenly, she burst in–the door was open–and surprised me.

“I figured you were a little panty-sniffer, and I was right!” she said with a sneer. She sat down on the toilet, rucked up her skirt, pulled her panties down on her thighs, and patted her lap.

She had me in the classic spanking position and I was almost numb from both shock and fear. I didn’t want to be spanked by my stepmother. It was just the worst thing that could have happened. I foresaw being dominated by her from now on. And the worst part was that it seemed to turn me on. After all, she had taken down her panties and although I could barely see her pussy, I knew it was on display and I did catch a glimpse of her dark pubes. Yes, I had immediately gotten a hard-on.

She started spanking the seat of my pants with a firm hand. After a few spanks, it really started to hurt. She managed to unbuckle my belt and unbutton my trousers, then when she unzipped my fly, my pants fell down and I was over her lap in just my tighty-whiteys. But that was only a brief semi-reprieve. I felt her fingers–actually, her thumbs–in the waistband of my underpants and they were pulled down to just above my knees.

The spanking renewed with a vengeance. Adrienne now spanked me on alternate cheeks, and it really was hurting. I couldn’t control my groaning and then she had me crying. It was the absolute pits. She clearly was intent not only on subjugating me but also embarrassing, and yes, humiliating me.

I felt her fingers move down between my legs and softly stroke my pulsing hard-on. It was awful to accept that I was being betrayed by my cock. She ran her nail just as softly over my balls and then up my shaft to the tip. I must have already released some precum because she rubbed something wet around the tip.

It was now clear to me that she was going to make me lose control and spurt on her lap. Suddenly, I heard a stream that meant she was peeing into the bowl right under me. I could smell her pee and that just turned me on more. I couldn’t believe she was actually peeing under my body lying across her lap. She kept playing with my cock, and that nail running very lightly up my shaft and down my balls to the base really had me hot and bothered. I now realized in an instant that I was going to lose it: I was about to cum on her thighs.

She was saying what a dirty little boy I was. She spanked me a little more and then I felt her finger poke lightly then harder into my bottom. She was pressing it into my asshole. I worried that it might come out dirty and then she would berate me for that. But it also excited me, so much that I now felt myself passing the point of no return: I spurted several times and knew that my cum would be all over her thighs.

I had that horrible feeling when you know you will cum when you don’t want to, but you know it’s going to happen. And happen it did. I was hanging over her lap, or her thighs, I should say, and I knew my goo was there on her bare legs. I guess if it had hit her panties, who knows, maybe I could’ve bursa escort made her pregnant.

“Oh, you really are a dirty boy,” she almost shouted at me, as she must’ve felt my cum hit her thighs. Before I came, I was too afraid for my mind to think about what a great fuck she must be. My dad must enjoy getting his rod into her snatch whenever he wants.

I’d had a bad experience when I thought I was going to get to fuck my girlfriend, Sherry. We were going at it hot and heavy, and I was harder than I’d ever been. We had found this great place in her house when everyone in her family was away at some family function a plane ride away. I carefully undressed her, and we were both almost ready. I had everything off but my tee, which she lovingly pulled slowly over my head and then I gently took her panties down and off.

I was getting to see in daylight that pussy I had fingered so many times. I had sniffed and licked my fingers on my way home after every date when she let me get my hands in her pants and in her pussy. This was the time we were going to do it for real. I had never done it with a girl for whom it was her first time. I only wanted to do it because we had been going together for a long time.

I pushed my prick right at what looked like her vaginal opening, and it wouldn’t budge. I knew I would have to do it harder, but I really didn’t want to hurt her. I pushed harder again, and she started to cry. I stopped, and said I would never hurt her, so she said, let’s try it again later.

Meanwhile, Adrienne had ordered me to stand up and made me look the other way as she wiped her pussy. Actually, she wasn’t doing that. I realized she thought I was such a nonentity that she was sitting on the pot still. It finally came to me that she was trying to take a shit. Wow, now I had never seen a girl do that. I wasn’t seeing it now either. I figured if I looked at her, just to see between her legs, she would really give it to me but good.

I heard a plop and I looked, and she was wiping down between her legs.

“Oh, you better turn around right now, or you’ll be in even bigger trouble!” she said with a very threatening tone in her voice. She hurriedly pulled up her panties. I bet she did it so fast that she may have stained her panties because I figured she had to be the kind of woman who wipes several times.

She picked up her pale blue panties, the ones she had caught me sniffing, and took me by the hand and walked me into her bedroom, which was right there. It was really hers and Dad’s, but it looked more like hers.

She told me to get up on the bed on all fours. I felt ridiculous with my bare ass staring her in the face. She picked up a little black graphite rod and laid it on my bottom. Then she drew it back and just started whacking me with it. I figured this was just about as nasty as a cane and yes, it hurt like hell. Adrienne kept on smacking me with it for some time; she probably hit me at least 30 times.

“I guess you didn’t like that a whole lot,” she said with a threatening tone in her voice. “You’d better get used to it, though, because now I’m going to make sure you toe the line around here.”

She sat down on the side of the bed and took off her panties. Then she spread her legs and told me to get down on my knees in front of her. I found myself staring into her very enticing crotch. She had dark pubic hair and her puffy lips looked inviting.

In my dreams, I thought about fucking her. That was sort of crazy because she had just caned me hard and seemed to have nothing but contempt for me as a panty sniffer. But at least, I thought, I was getting to see her cunt and now she told me to get my tongue out and lick her right in there.

I responded to her command and started licking her snatch. It tasted nice and femmy, big surprise! But I do know that some girls don’t keep themselves all that pristine down there–and I’m not even thinking about the ones who have creampies seeping out of their holes all the time from screwing–and she did taste nice.

I focused on lightly touching the tip of her big red clit with my tongue, very softly. This seemed to turn her on and she told me to keep doing that in a voice that was getting huskier by the moment. Finally, she started moving her ass and I could tell that she was getting wetter: when I licked all the way down her split to her hole, I could tell that it was wetter and hotter.

Adrienne let herself go and I was splashed in my face by her girlie cum which sort of burst out of her cunt. Boy, even with my ass still burning from that nasty little rod, I really wanted to fuck her. But I kept myself in check and hoped that she might want me sometime soon.

When she came down from her cum, she told me to stand up. She walked over to her dresser and pulled out a pair of pink-striped panties. She took me by surprise when she snapped at me to put them on. I did what she said although I didn’t exactly cotton to the idea of having to bursa escort wear panties, and especially these wildly girly ones.

“Oh, you do look sweet in those!” she exclaimed. She let her hand clutch my cock and balls through the panties and I found myself getting hard again.

“Don’t you dare cum in those panties!” she warned me. I wasn’t sure what else she would do since she had already caned me and made me wear these embarrassing panties. She carefully told me that I would be wearing panties until she decided that I had learned to behave.

“I don’t want to find you in my bathroom at all, much less sniffing my undies,” she told me. “If you misbehave again, you’ll find yourself over my lap down in the living room, and it won’t matter if anyone else is there: your father, your friends, family, and anyone else.”

“When someone else is here, you will always behave and realize that I may decide to discuss how you are being disciplined and then have you show everyone your panties,” she went on. “As I said, there are plenty of other things I can do to show you I mean what I say: I might have you wear a schoolgirl uniform when you are at home, or just spank you regularly to make sure you remember how to behave.

“I also can have you wear tight control panties that can be locked so that you have to ask me to unlock you to use the toilet,” she added, with real menace. “I have a feeling you will do what I tell you so that that doesn’t happen, but take my word for it, it could happen.”

“I do keep your father informed of your behavior and give him an idea of how you are being disciplined,” she said, “but I haven’t told your sister yet.” My stepsister Darlene is only six months older than I am. Until now we have gotten along all right, but I wouldn’t want her to know that her mom was putting me through all this, much less be invited to witness my shameful spankings or worse.

“In fact,” she continued, “I’m thinking of letting her spank you if I’m not around or even if I am.”

This really scared me because if Darlene got to spank me, I would just be a laughingstock with everyone. Bad enough that my stepmom whipped my ass, but my stepsister, who was all of a half-year older. I also had the hots for Darlene, and up to now, she seemed to like me, maybe not enough to fuck me, but she still had been nice.

My worst fear, well, at least that’s how it seemed then, started happening. I found myself in Adrienne’s room with my pants down when Darlene walked in. She looked surprised to see me there with my pants and underpants down.

“What’s going on, Mom?” she asked, all innocence, probably real.

“This little boy was sniffing my dirty panties in my bathroom,” Adrienne declared.

“Oh,” Darlene said, now looking at me as if I were some weird specimen. “What were doing that for? I didn’t think you were some kind of perv, Jack.”

I felt awful. “I’m not, Darlene,” I said. “I just saw them there and picked them up.”

“He was sniffing, right in the crotch,” Adrienne interjected.

Darlene laughed. “You’re not getting enough from that girlfriend of yours, are you, Jack?”

I blushed and Darlene jokingly added, “I bet she hasn’t let him into her pants. So that’s why he was turned on by yours, Mom.”

“And you said they were dirty, didn’t you?” she persisted. “Mom,” she said, wagging her finger now, “did you stain those panties? I know you don’t always wipe carefully.”

I was amazed at how Darlene would ride her mom and not get threatened like I would have been. Adrienne would have hung me up by my balls for saying stuff like that.

Adrienne looked embarrassed. I guess Darlene knew that her mom left pee and poo stains in her panties. She suddenly went silent. I could see that she was sort of undone by Darlene’s having exposed her that way.

Darlene looked at me. “Come downstairs with me, Jack,” she said pleasantly. “I want to talk with you.” With alacrity, and seeing Adrienne nonplused as she obviously was, I quickly followed Darlene out of the room, leaving Adrienne sitting on the edge of her bed with her legs still spread from where I had brought her off.

When we got downstairs, to where Darlene’s bedroom was, I thanked her for rescuing me from her mom’s clutches.

“Oh, heck, Jack, she gets that way,” Darlene told me. “I think she’s probably about to get her period, so she’s being a bitch on wheels.”

I definitely didn’t want to discuss my stepmother’s menstrual behavior with my stepsister.

“Do you think she’s going to make me wear panties like these all the time?” I asked Darlene.

“Take those off, right now!” Darlene said sharply to me. “I don’t want you to have to behave like some sissy.”

I took off the panties and my hard-on popped out.

“Hmm, you have grown up, Jack,” Darlene smiled. “I guess I was right about you and Katie?”

I blushed again and decided I could be honest with Darlene. After all, she got me out of Adrienne’s escort bayan room, at least for now.

“I’m embarrassed, Sis,” I said plainly. Then I told her about trying and failing to penetrate my girlfriend. “You can see that I’m hard enough,” I added, needlessly.

Darlene laughed. Then she told me to get up and lock the door to her room.

“I’m going to teach you how to make love to a girl,” she said quietly. My hard-on got harder at hearing that, if possible.

“Take off those stupid panties,” she said with glee. Then she pulled up her skirt and reached under and pulled her own rather skimpy black panties down and off.

Darlene lay back on her bed and summoned me with her forefinger.

“Get up here,” she said, “and start showing me how much you would enjoy making love to me.”

I was impressed that she was treating me seriously and also that she would not say the f-word to me.

I got up on the bed between her legs and started kissing her right in her slit between her legs. She smelled and tasted great; I was now starting to enjoy the tase and smell of cunt. She tasted lots better than her mom. Adrienne’s cunt really did reek of urine and she tasted really strong. I guess it was her hormones as her period was about to start.

I licked Darlene until I could tell she was getting hot. She unbuttoned her blouse and took it off, then unhooked and removed her bra. Darlene had nice tits, too, probably a 36B or C. I licked the nipples and loved it when they got hard and pointy.

“OK, Jack, now line yourself up and treat me gently as you slip inside,” she instructed me.

She held her lips open, and I saw her pink hole which I pushed my cock into, slowly. It felt warm and wonderful. I knew I would love fucking a girl once I managed to figure out how to do it without hurting her.

I started moving in and out of her slowly and she told me I could pick up the tempo as she responded to my thrusts. I also knew I might cum soon and I whispered that to Darlene.

She had me pull out and rest for a minute to cool me down.

I liked looking at her snatch and seeing how her pubic hair was already matted and her hole was obviously excited and wet.

She guided my cock back into her cunt and now we really were fucking. I knew Darlene had been sexually active for quite a while. I was surprised at how nice she was to me and what liberties she was obviously letting me take, under her direction, of course.

When I saw she was near cumming herself, I asked her if I could come inside.

“You better,” she warned me with a grin. “What do you think I’m on the pill for, you doofus?”

She laughed. “You’ll be great, Jack,” she praised me. “That cock of yours will satisfy any woman you end up in bed with. But tell me, I guess you were sniffing mom’s panties out of frustration. She actually is a very wanton woman. I think she has a major dommy streak and decided she could take you and use you to get herself off. She had you lick her to a cum, didn’t she?”

I admitted that Adrienne had definitely had me lick her to orgasm.

“She doesn’t mess with me anymore,” Darlene said defiantly. “I saw that she would stain her panties. That’s very embarrassing for a woman because it sort of says that she can’t control her peeing and even worse, her poo. You’d be surprised but she really was embarrassed when I saw that her panties were a disgrace. You probably leave skid marks in your own undies, but we all know men are not fastidious about that the way most women are.”

Darlene proceeded to tell me she was going to check my underpants from now on. She told me that I would earn a chance to be in bed with her if I kept myself clean.

“If you don’t,” she warned, “I’m going to spank you, Jack. That should be an incentive to keep your drawers clean. I hope you enjoyed having it off with me. I’ll admit that I liked it–I love your cock!”

Later that day, I was fixing a snack in the kitchen when Adrienne came in. She seemed chastened when she saw me.

“I guess Darlene took care of you, didn’t she?” she asked, in a very submissive sort of voice.

I looked at her with some disdain, but she took me in her arms and hugged me. I did like her pressing her boobs on me.

I did say that Darlene had been nice to me.

She didn’t press me but said, “Dd you get off on my using the toilet in front of you even if I spanked and caned you, Jack?”

I confessed that it had turned me on. I asked her if she liked doing that.

“Since we’re both being honest with each other,” she responded, “I’ll admit that I like to do that. I guess I’m a bit of an exhibitionist. I’m also sort of on edge because I’m about to get my period. I’m one of those women whose hormones do act up. I want you to understand that. Sorry for being so nasty to you. I do want to be a good stepmother, not some awful person.”

I decided it made sense to accept her offer to change the way she treated me.

“I’m happy to understand you so long as you do the same for me,” I answered. “I did get a charge out of helping you feel good in your room, and yes, your using the toilet was a turn-on.”

“Good,” she said. “I do love your dad, Jack, but I’ll also admit that he’s not ready to make love to me enough.” I grinned at her shamelessly.

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“So are you gonna come, or what?” she asked.

He pretended to ponder for a moment, then said in mock hesitation, “I suppose I can manage it…”

She smiled and pounded his fist at the same time. “All right Timmy, you’re the man!”

“Yeah, I know. It’s a gift,” he sighed. She chuckled. Along with the 3 other girls sitting there with them. Beth, Helen, and Anne. Anne laughed the loudest, drawing exasperated sighs from the rest of them.

“How does John put up with you,” laughed Beth.

“The same way Dereck puts up with you,” retorted Anne.

“I can’t believe Greg finally asked me out,” said Beck. “He’s been drooling over me, like, forever!”

“Yeah. Just like with me and Adrian,” said Helen, with a touch of sarcasm.

“What’s wrong?” asked Tim. “I thought the two of you were doing great?”

“We were, it’s just that… For a guy who says he dreamt of me for so many years, you’d think he’d treat me better, you know?”

“What do you mean, ‘treat you better’,” asked Beth.

“He’s just, a little bit ohhhh what’s the word?” She pondered for a few seconds. “Ungrateful. That’s it, ungrateful.”

“What do you mean?”

“Well he never says thank you. And he never goes the extra mile. Even in bed!” She blushed and seemed embarrassed by what she had just shared. “Don’t tell him I said that, he’ll get really pissed.”

“Don’t worry girl, your secrets are safe with us. Go sisterhood!” proclaimed Beth.

“Ahem,” coughed Tim discreetly.

“Sorry, the brotherhood too girl. Tim will look out for you just as much as we will.”

He smiled. It was nice to have good friends. Especially female ones, they were much more mature than guys. He’d been friends with this group since they were freshmen. And now, all of them 18, their friendship had spanned quite a bit of time. He never got nervous or felt left out around them, and they never worried about having a guy in their circle. That doesn’t mean he wasn’t attracted to them though. Their bodies had matured nicely over the years, with all of them having large breasts, and beautiful butts. Every time one of them bended over, he had to pray that his body wouldn’t betray him and get a massive boner. He never advanced on them, he decided it would be better to be their friends than not, and he didn’t want to ruin that.

“So what do you mean ‘even in bed,’ is he really small?” asked Helen eagerly.

“Well… He’s only 4 ½ inches,” she said. Everyone gasped.

“Good heavens you poor child,” consoled Beth, acting like she was confessing at the alter.

“And he always rushes! He never takes any time to make it sexy, or pleasurable for me. In and out, like I’m a door!” She laughed at herself. “He doesn’t like anything kinky. He won’t eat me out, and he doesn’t even want a blowjob!” Again everyone gasped.

“There is something wrong with that man. I have a mind to go over to his house right now and…” half-mumbled Anne.

“Oh no please don’t! You promised you wouldn’t tell!”

“Well all right. But you should lay down the law. It can’t be all about him.”

“I’ve tried but he just gets mad and storms out.”

“Then why haven’t you left him?” asked Tim. He was more surprised than any of them. He didn’t know how a guy could not want a blowjob, especially from such a beautiful woman.

“How else can I support myself? I don’t have a job, and I can’t seem to land one. I have no place to stay. I’d rather die than move back in with my çapa escort parents,” she groaned.

“You can stay with one of us! What the fuck, did you just think we’d throw you out on the street?” Beth practically yelled.

“I couldn’t do that. It wouldn’t feel right, asking you guys for something like that.”

“Oh, whatever. C’mon, you could even stay with Tim! Then maybe you’d get something to actually look forward to every night,” Anne laughed and looked at him deviously. They all looked at him and he suddenly felt uncomfortable at the implications. Beth actually poked his pants, right at the zipper. He could feel himself getting hard. Somehow he managed to laugh, the rest of them joining in.

When the laughter died down, Helen wiped her eyes, and pointed at him. “Seriously though. How big are you Tim? Don’t be embarrassed. Were all adults here.”

He blushed and tried to think of something to say.

“Either you’re going to tell us, or I’m going to reach into your pants, and see for myself.” She groped at his pants to prove her point.

He quickly jumped off the couch and readjusted his pants.

“Okay, okay fine! I’m…” He adjusted his pants again. “I’m 8 inches all right, sometimes 9.”

All of their eyes widened. They looked at one another the shock on their faces clear as day.

“Are you for real?” asked Anne. “No lie?”

“It’s the truth,” he stated.

They all looked at each other again.

“Could you excuse me,” he said, then ran to the bathroom. In privacy he finally pulled down his pants, exposing his massive boner. He hastily began to stroke, the image of all 4 of them groping at his cock, licking it, fucking it, sticking it in their assholes. He came in less than a minute. More relaxed an focused, he went back into the living room. The girls were chatting and stopped quickly when he entered the room.

“Okay. So I guess I’ll see you guys tomorrow at the store?”

“Yeah,” they all agreed, nodding vigorously.

“See you guys later,” he said in confusion while leaving.

“WAIT!” they all shouted. They simultaneously jumped out of their seats and hugged him.

He hugged back awkwardly. Confused and very thankful he’d jacked off before coming out, or they would all be feeling his massive boner right now. Finally they let go, and he waved by as he walked out with a smile.

“Whoo! Girl work those heels!” shouted Helen. Beth eagerly walked back and forth in a pair of scarlet red heels, soaking up the admiration.

“Thanks guys. What do you think Timmy?” she asked.

“You,” he pointed at her, “rocking,” he strummed an imaginary guitar, “those!” he pointed at her heels.

She beamed. “Thanks guys you’re the best!” She strutted over to him and bent down to give him a hug. He hugged back, but started sweating while getting hard at the same time. She stood up, then walked over to her old shoes and bent down to put them back on. Her perfect hourglass ass was staring Tim straight in the face. Now his dick was getting really hard and he knew he was in trouble. Apparently the other girls noticed this too.

“Tim, are you all right? Your face is really flushed,” asked Anne. Scootching closer to him. She put her hand on his shoulder, her touch light and infinitely turning him on even more.

“I’m fine, I’m fine,” he stammered. “I just need to freshen up,” he lamely excused, and stood up and went to the men’s room.

There was no one else there when he got there, and he punched the wall, shouting “What is wrong with me?!” He panted for a istanbul escort few minutes, then went and splashed his face in the sink with cold water. He heard the door close, and the lock click. He looked up to see Beth, Helen, Beck, and Anne standing in front of the door.

“What’s going on?” he asked.

“I think you know good and well,” Helen said seductively. She walked over to him and using the front of her body, pressed him against the top of the sink.

“Now what could that be,” she asked, the meaning in her voice clear. Her index finger ran itself down the bulge of his pants, and he moaned involuntarily. She pressed her lips to his, staring off sweet, but then going into a full on make-out, her tongue gently, then forcefully, then gently again, exploring his mouth. He tried to resist at first, but lost horribly, giving in and eagerly returning the affection. Eventually they felt a two hands separate them.

“Hey now, let’s not end this before it begins!” laughed Beck. She looked at Tim. “We want you Timmy, we have for a while. After last night, hearing about your 8 inches, we decided it was time. Hearing you jack-off just cemented our decision. Now the question is, do you want us?” They all took up the sexiest poses they could, Helen bending over forward, Beck backward, and Beth and Anne putting their feet up on the counter, pulling back their dresses to show off their perfect thighs. He tried to speak but no words came. Beth laughed.

“I think that bulge is our answer girls.” It was true, he had a boner and was embarrassed at how soon he had gotten one.

“Well girls, I don’t know about you, but I want to make this last,” stated Anne. “Let’s start by with some sexy questions.” She lined up the girls in a row, then bent them over, slapping each of their assess in succession.

“Well Tim, take your pick. Which of our beautiful butts do you like best?” He walked over and took a long look at each running his hands over the gorgeous humps and occasionally sliding his finger between their cracks, and around their cheeks. They giggled whenever he did this. Finally he stopped in front of Beck. He wrapped his hands around her waist, pulling her gorgeous cheeks backwards onto his erection, which seemed to grow more, defying the impossible. She giggled like a horny schoolgirl, rubbing and twerking back onto him. Beth wrapped her hands around his waist and slid one into his pants.

“Oh my! You were telling the truth weren’t you?” she said as she started to rub her hand up and down his shaft, her fingers touching every vessel, groping for every inch. She used her thumb to spread his precum, which soaked her fingers, all around his head, making him moan in pleasure. Anne started kissing him, and Helen took his hands and wrapped them around hid tits. The pleasure he was feeling was almost too much and he started to cum. Beth withdrew her hand and said, “Oh no you don’t. You’re not getting off that easy. She slid her shirt off, as did the other girls.

“Kiss me,” ordered Anne, pointing at her thigh. It was clad in skin tight yoga pants, and he wondered if she hadn’t worn them for this purpose specifically. He crawled over and kissed the area around her knee, moving up slowly, circling her flesh through the pants with his tongue. When he reached the top she arched her back in pleasure, and he pulled her pants down in one swift motion. He moved back down, then turned her and placed a kiss on both of her cheeks. She started breathing heavily and he slowly licked and kissed his way to her clit. He placed a kiss directly on it pleased at her bağcılar escort sharp intake of breath sharply. He licked straight across it, grazing her asshole, then plunged the tip of his tongue into her throbbing clit. He inched forward until his tongue was completely inside her, probing until he found her G-Spot and she said, “Oh yeah, right there!” He sucked on her clit while plunging his tongue in and out of her pussy. Then he circled her G-Spot gently and pushed on it. She started shouting, then screamed at the peak of her orgasm.

“Yes, yes, yes, oh FUCK YES, mother of Mary, yes, oh my gosh, FUCK YES!” He licked as long as possible feeling he juices spill onto him until he had to come up for air. Almost as soon as he did Beth stepped right in front of him, pants down and pussy ready. “Ready for the next one?” she asked. He placed her on the countertop for easier access. This time working fast, he eagerly assaulted her clit with his tongue. Half-way through he felt Helen pull down his pants and grab his cock. She kneeled down in front of him and said, “I’m glad my first blowjob will be on a cock this big. A memorable first time indeed.” He was stunned. He never thought that just because her boyfriend didn’t want one didn’t mean she’d never given one. Apparently this caused him to halt his attack on Beth’s pussy because she grabbed his head and pulled it deep into her pussy shouted “Don’t fucking stop!” He got her to orgasm in less than 2 minutes, eagerly drinking the sweet and powerful odor of her sex in. He fell back onto his ass and Beck and Anne pulled his shirt off. They ran their hands down his chest like it was some lost treasure.

“Do you even know just how sexy you are?” Anne whispered into his ear. Helen started deep-throating him eagerly, doing very well for her first time getting a blowjob.

“Oh, shit,” he moaned. “I can’t hold on, I’m gonna cum…” he managed to get out. She started bobbing her head back and forth faster and he erupted into her mouth. She drained him of every last drop, then swallowed when he was done. He was still as stiff as a board and Beck straddled him almost immediately when he was done.

“It was my ass you picked wasn’t it?” she asked. She started to lower herself onto him and he felt his head poke slide into her already wet asshole. He moaned and grabbed her waist lowering her inch by inch onto his cock. She stopped him at five inches, panting and flushed. Finally she gritted her teeth and slammed her ass down the rest of the way onto his erection. Her face contorted in a mixture of pain and pleasure.

“Oh my GOSH, that feels so good. Don’t stop don’t stop!”

He began to thrust himself into her starting slowly, then gradually speeding up. He saw a fresh pussy straddle his face.

“Don’t leave me out,” Anne mock pouted above him. He eagerly started on his third pussy of the day, while Helen and Beth simultaneously started sucking his balls and licking his dick as it slid in and out of Helens ass, while rubbing themselves eagerly and in haste. They stayed like that for some time, each and every one locked in a state of pleasure. As he enjoyed fucking four women, he couldn’t help but fantasize about future events. Fucking all of them in different places, positions, maybe even adding more people. His sex life had changed forever. These thoughts combined with all the pleasure he was experiencing, was enough to give him the longest and best orgasm he ever experienced. The girls orgasmed at almost the same time, and they all rolled onto the floor, a heap of sweaty bodies. When they all had had time to catch their breath, Anne looked at Tim and said, “So, was it everything you dreamed it would be?”

They all looked at him in expectation and he replied, “That and more.”

They all hugged him, and he hugged back, poking their tits and grabbing their assess. Eventually they all looked at him and asked, “Ready for round two?”

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We continued to chat and flirt back and forth until one day out relationship took a sexual turn. We cybered and it was amazing. We continued to cyber over he next few months. After one cyber session Jack blurted out that he wanted to meet. I was shocked because we both were married and agreed that it would cause to many problems. Before I knew what was happening I responded, “Yes”.

We made the plans to meet at his time-share in Myrtle Beach in October. I was looking so forward to it as he was. We would have one glorious week together and then back to our own lives with the memories we shared.

But one day Jack messaged me. “Honey I have some bad news. My son wants to come to the timeshare to spend some time with me. He doesn’t know that I am going to be with you.” I was upset because I had wanted to meet Jack so badly. What happened next surprised both Jack and myself, as we had never even thought about involving another person in our relationship. We had talked about a threesome before but neither of us had experienced it.

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The day was here. I arrived in Myrtle Beach and Jack met me at the airport. He was as handsome as his pictures. He had a little bit more grey at the temples but it made him look more distinguished, more handsome. We held each other for what seemed to be an eternity until someone pushed past us bringing us back to reality. The drive back to the beach was a little tense because we both knew what would happen when we got there. Jack carried my luggage into the beach house and into one of the bedrooms. When he came back to me he took me into his arms and we kissed. The kiss was tender and filled with passion. We broke away from one another and he said, “I have a surprise for you.” I looked at him a little confused but he took my hand and walked me towards the bedroom. Sitting in an armchair was a gentlemen that resembled Jack but younger. He smiled and stood, walking towards me. He introduced himself as Jeff. He bent down to kiss me. His lips were tender and soft, just like Jacks.

Jack was standing behind me with his hands around escort istanbul my waist. I leaned back against him as he started to kiss my neck. Jeff slowly began to undo my blouse as his father moved to unzip my skirt. Jeff began caressing my breasts, small circular motions, teasing the nipple. Jack had removed my skirt and his hand slid inside my panties. He began to tease my clit. Jeff’s mouth began its decent down my chest , licking and sucking each breast, then moving down my tummy. Taking my panties in his mouth and pulling them off of me. Jack had stopped teasing my clit and Jeff’s mouth moved to suck in my clit, licking. Jack was removing his clothes as Jeff continued his assault on my pussy. His tongue licking, teasing my inner walls. My hands moved behind me and found Jacks hard cock. I could feel the precum on the tip as I began to stroke him. He had an amazing cock for an older man. Jeff began to lick faster as my hips began to move. I was nearing an orgasm and I knew it was going to be a long, hard one. He took his finger and began to massage my clit and with that touch I came hard and he licked, sucking my juices into his mouth.

My orgasm subsided and I turned to face Jack. Kissing him, my hands travelling down his body to his hard cock again. I moved him to the bed and laid him down. Kissing down n his body to his hard cock, getting between his legs and taking his hard cock in my mouth. Jeff came up behind esenler escort me and his hand went to my wet pussy. I could feel him take his hard cock in his hands and tease my clit with it. I sucked Jack’s cock, moving my tongue around the head and licking down his length. My tongue reaching his balls and licking his sensitive spot. Taking on of his balls into my mouth and sucking, then the other. His moans growing louder. Jeff was slowly moving his hard cock into my wet pussy. I could feel him go in and out then back in again. I moved my mouth around the head of Jack’s cock, licking the tip then sucking the head.

His hips beginning to move, his cock going in and out of my mouth as Jeff moved deeper and deeper into my pussy. My moans vibrating against Jack’s cock as I sucked, my mouth moving up and down on him harder and faster. Jack’s hands went to my head, holding me firm as his cock pumped in and out of my mouth. Jeff watching me suck his father’s cock made him ram harder in and out of me. I was close to an orgasm. I sucked Jack harder, moving my hand to caress his firm balls, feeling him about to explode in my mouth. I clenched Jeff’s cock deep inside of me as I came hard. As I came so did Jeff, shooting his hot seed into my pussy. As he continued to slowly move in and out of me I sucked Jack’s cock until I moaned loudly and came deep into my throat. Swallowing all of his hot cum, licking the head of his cock, wanting every drop. Jeff collapses to the side of the bed and I move Up beside Jack. Wrapping my arms around him, my head resting on his shoulder, my leg intertwined with his. Jeff moved up beside me and wrapped his arm around my waist. We lay contented until we drifted off to sleep. Waking a few hours later to enjoy the passion of Jack all to my self as Jeff lay sleeping.

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My first threesome with my ex girlfriend and my best mate.

Many years ago i had a very hot girlfriend and we were constantly fucking, sometimes 5 times a day which was amazing but during sex we’d play with different fantasies which always got some great climaxes from both of us.

One of the fantasies that we talked about a lot was a threesome with another guy and i had someone in particular in mind. I had a best mate who we would go and visit every Thursday evening whilst his wife was at work. It was the only evening she worked and we’d just go round and keep him company.

We’d been doing this for several months and because he was my best mate i trusted him implicitly and so when Bex (my ex) and i were fucking he was now the guy i’d talk about with her joining us to help me fuck her. This seemed to get her even more horny, probably because now she could imagine a real person joining us.

So we devised a plan to try to seduce him one Thursday night. We got some alcohol in and took round a pack of playing cards and after a few drinks and a few rounds of cards i suggested we up the stakes a bit and play for clothes. I’d already arranged with Bex that she’d lose quite a few hands just to get my Mate (Ian) aroused and hopefully he’d realise what might be happening.

We’d all had quite a few drinks and were all getting more relaxed now. We’d already decided that Bex would wear a thin summery dress with no bra and just a skimpy thong on. I’d wanted her naked pretty quick so Ian knew that she was going to be his tonight.

Ian lost a few hands and was down to his boxers and Bex had already lost her dress so she was sat there with her tits out, which were a perfect handful with beautiful pink nipples and just her thin thong, which was already being eaten by the slit of her cunt and was visibly glistening with her juices. Ian was sat in a chair across from us and Bex was sat on the floor with her legs open directly in Ian’s line of sight so he couldn’t possibly not notice her wet inviting cunt looking back at him.

Ian excused himself to go to the toilet and whilst he was gone i asked Bex if she was still up for this? She took my hand and put it in between her legs and asked if it felt like she was. Her cunt was certainly ready for it. I slid 2 fingers into her with ease and she said she couldn’t wait to have Ian fuck her. But Then she said “do you think he’s interested?” I said I’m pretty sure from the bulge he’s trying başakşehir escort to hide that he’s very interested.

When Ian came back (trying to hide his hard on) I was just pulling my fingers out of Bex, who let out a little moan as I did so. Ian couldn’t resist looking down at her as she did this and he got a full view of her naked cunt because I hadn’t pulled her thong back over to cover it. I put my fingers in my mouth and told her she tasted great and looked over to Ian as I said this as he’d sat back down across from us, awkwardly trying to conceal an ever throbbing hard on. We played another hand and Bex lost so she stood up and facing Ian slipped the thong off and you could see her pussy juice sticking to the thong. Ian was trying to be a gentleman and not look but she moved in front of him so he had nowhere else to look. She handed him the thong and asked if she smelt nice. He took it and looked at me and I just smiled so he put them to his nose and then licked them. He said, they don’t just smell nice they taste nice too. She said, you can’t really get the full benefit from tasting my thong, you need to taste my juices straight from my cunt at which point she put 1 foot on the arm of his chair and pushed her hips towards him. He leant forward and buried his face into her juicy pussy, tasting how horny she was. This was unbelievable to watch and i couldn’t wait for things to progress.

The next hand Ian lost and all he had left on was his boxer shorts. He went bright red and tried to squirm out of them without showing his hard dick but Bex said he should just stand up and take them off. He stood up and slid them down and his had cock sprang out and the tip of it was leaking pre-cum. He tried to cover himself but Bex let out a sigh and said it looked very tasty and couldn’t wait to feel it inside her. Ian looked somewhat shocked and a little scared but i looked at him and told him to relax. I don’t think up to this point he actually thought anything more that what had already happened was going to happen.

He sat back down still trying to cover his dick up as i dealt the cards out again.

Bex lost again so i said as she had no clothes on she’s gonna have to do a forfeit. She asked what that might be and i looked at Ian who was looking really embarrassed but obviously excited too and i told her she should play with herself and show us how wet her pussy was. She got up escort istanbul and sat on the edge of the couch and spread her legs then pulled her cunt lips apart to show us her wet, juicy pussy. She then proceeded to rub her clit and slide a couple of fingers in and out of her cunt. After a few minutes of this she sat back down on the floor and we played another hand.

She lost again (honestly) so this time I told Bex she should suck Ian’s cock. She moved over to where he was sat on her hands and knees and knelt in front of him. He had his hands over his groin so she moved them aside and took hold of his hard cock.

She looked over at me, i think making sure i was ok with what was about to happen and i just smiled so she turned back to Ian’s cock and put it straight into her mouth. I nearly came there and then but just sat watching whilst undoing my jeans and pulling my cock out (Yes, i hadn’t lost a single card game so was fully dressed).

She sucked Ian for a good few minutes and he was reaching down to play with her tits, he was now totally relaxed and clearly up for what was happening.

I got undressed and sat back down to watch the show when Bex stopped sucking his cock and pulled him out of his chair and lay him on the floor. His cock was standing proud and she positioned her cunt right over it and then slowly slid it into her very wet and willing cunt. It was a mind blowing sight seeing my girlfriend take my best mates cock inside her. She rode him like she was possessed and kept looking up at me smiling, i knew we’d done the right thing. I walked over to her and fed her mouth my cock and she got a great rhythm of bouncing up and down on Ian’s cock and sucking mine at the same time.

After a while she got off Ian and sat on the couch and said she needed her pussy eating so i got in between her legs and started licking that juicy cunt whilst Ian moved to her side so she could suck his cock. I licked her for a few minutes but needed my cock in her so got my cock at the opening to her cunt and slid the tip of my cock up and down her slit then slid inside her and it took me all my effort not to shoot inside her as i watched her sucking on a cock just a few feet away.

I told her i wanted to fuck her arse (she loved anal) so she said she wanted to be dp’d. I sat on the couch and she straddled me with her back to me and i guided my cock into her arse. Her cunt juice had lubed her up enough beykent escort that it was easy for me to slide up there then Ian stood in front of Bex and put 1 leg on the sofa and guided his cock into her cunt. I felt her tighten up and he got all the way in her and she was moaning really loudly, the noise was such a horny thing to hear cos it was just lustful and wanting.

We fucked like this for a good few minutes when Ian said he was going to cum. She said she wanted his cum in her and for him to fuck her harder until he came inside her. This was getting too much for me and as soon as i felt Ian start to cum Bex started cumming and in turn that sent me over the edge and i started to spunk up her arse. We all shuddered and came almost simultaneously and all just stayed in place for a second or 2 then Ian pulled out with a very squelchy plop and i held Bex in place with my arms around her waist, i didn’t want her to move yet. I felt my balls starting to get wet and realised Ian’s spunk must be oozing out of her so she got up off me and there was a large dollop of spunk just coming out of her cunt and in between her legs. It was a fantastic feeling and such an amazing sight.

She dropped to her knees to lick the spunk off my cock and balls then told Ian to come and stick his cock in her mouth so she could clean his spunk and her juices up too

Ian went to get her a towel and i asked her if she’d enjoyed herself, she said she had and could we do it again sometime, i said if Ian was up for it then definitely and we had a very passionate kiss. I could taste the saltyness in her mouth from all our juices and i had to push my tongue deeper into her mouth because it was so horny knowing what we’d just done. Knowing it would happen again. And again!

Ian came back and was looking embarrassed and sheepish again but i said did he fancy making this a regular thing cos we did. He said he’d love too and had a very broad smile on his face. We got dressed but Bex hadn’t used the towel and just put her dress back on without any underwear which i loved cos anyone that looked closely might just see spunk running down her legs.

We said goodnight to Ian and headed home. We were both still horny from what had just happened so stopped a few times for a kiss and i’d slip a couple of fingers inside her very spunky wet cunt. I said if we weren’t careful someone might see, she said who cares, i could do with another load in me. That comment got me rock hard again so i bent her over down an alley and stuffed my cock inside her again and gave her some more spunk. Sadly no one saw us to join in but it was very horny. We got in and fucked some more whilst reliving the nights events and couldn’t wait to do it again.

That was my first threesome but by no means my last.

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We had just left the house for a night out at a local strip club my wife and I like to go too, when my cell rang, “Hello?”

“Bill, it’s Marge; the alarm is going off over at the store. I’ve called the police and I’m leaving now. Can you meet me there?”

“Hold on,” I put the phone on my chest, “Babe, it’s my sister Marge, she says the alarm is going off at the store and wants me to meet her there. It’s probably just a false alarm again, but why don’t I drop you at the club and I’ll come there in a little while, ok?”

She nodded and smiled at him, “Sure honey, be careful though.”

Nodding to her I told my sister that I’d be there in a little while. As I pulled in the lot I bent over and kissed her then pinched her nipple, “If you go in the private room leave word for me to be able to join you.”

She laughed because we never went into a private room to have a dancer perform for just us before, “I might and I might not, depends on how hot she is!”

“You better go or we’ll be arrested for fucking in the parking lot, you look fantastic by the way!” she kissed me and waved as she went inside swaying her hips while I watched.

Shirley was wearing my favorite outfit tonight. She had on a loose open top that showed off her ample cleavage letting her breasts sway and jiggle with each step. Her mini skirt was snug across her tight ass and the three inch heels made her shapely legs very lickable. I knew she would get a lot of attention as a single woman walking in there and hoped the guys were behaving themselves tonight or Bruce the bouncer was going to be busy.

After dealing with the non-emergency at the store I came back and decided to watch her from a distance to see what kind of reaction she was getting. I finally spotted her sitting at center stage while a tall buxom blond was sitting in front of her with her legs wide open and her hands rubbing her crotch. Shirley was leaning her elbows on the bar sipping a drink and staring at the girls hands. I could see her crossing and re-crossing her legs and could only imagine how wet her pussy was. She had never been with another woman and when we talked about a threesome she would turn into a sex maniac fucking me silly.

The blond finished her act and as Shirley slipped some cash in her G-string at the crotch the blond bent forward and kissed her mouth. It looked like they played tongue hockey because it wasn’t a brief kiss. When Shirley sat back she took out the straw and slugged the drink back draining the glass then waved for another.

I decided to see if we might get a private dance from the blond, just to see where it might lead. Getting Bruce’s attention he came over and shook my hand, “Hey Bill! I’ve been keeping an eye on Shirley for you she said you would be in later.”

“Hey Bruce, thanks. Who’s the blond kissing her by the way? She’s hot!”

Grinning he shrugged and laughed, “I wouldn’t kick her out of bed for eating crackers! She’s the new girl just started last week, her names Bobby Jean, but we all call her Jean. Why, you two finally ready for a private party, because I can tell you she’d be just the right one for it.”

We talked about how much and where, after agreeing to the conditions I asked if the girls were allowed to do more than dance.

“Not on the premises, but if she wants to go home with you guys then anything goes. Want me to set the room up?”

“Definitely, let me get Shirley,” just as I got behind her a short guy with thinning hair sat next to her and put his hand on her thigh.

The girls were between sets so I heard their conversation clearly.

“Hey honey, nobody to sit with you? I can’t believe a woman as beautiful as you is sitting alone? My, your legs are silky smooth!” his hand crept up under the edge of her skirt as his eyes stared at her large tits.

I was about to tap her shoulder when she saw me in the mirror and smiled. Turning to him she opened her legs and pulled his hand onto her naked shaved pussy, it had to be soaked from the dancer, “Oh baby, do you feel my pussy?”

He swallowed and tried to push his hand further.

Bending down she said in his ear load enough for me to hear, “Sorry stud, but only my husband and maybe tonight another girl have been allowed to touch it, sorry!” turning to me she pulled his hand from under her skirt, “Hey baby, my new friend wanted to touch the goods.”

Looking at him as he shrank away, “Oh really?” he smiled and quickly left us alone.

Leaning next to her ear, “Now he’s going to have to jerk off in the men’s room, aren’t you ashamed of how you treated the little toad?”

Giggling she kissed my cheek, “I could go help him if you want to watch?”

I rubbed my chin, “Nah, I set up a private room for us tonight with the blond you were shamelessly trading spit with.”

Pressing her body against me she reached down and rubbed my hardening cock, “Ooo, you watched us didn’t you? It feels like it liked to see me kissing a girl, he’s getting all nice and hard for me just the way I arnavutköy escort love it!”

Bruce motioned us to follow him down the hall to the private room. He opened the door and gave me the thumbs up with a big grin.

Shirley apparently was a little drunk because she kissed his cheek, “Thank you Brucey!”

He looked at me and shrugged.

The room was quiet and dimly lighted but our eyes soon adjusted to it. A waitress knocked and we told her to come in. She had magnificent naked breasts with dark pointed nipples and a tight little ass with a tiny thong covering her pussy.

“Hi guys! What can I get for you tonight?”

We gave her our orders and while we waited Shirley kept rubbing my dick through my pants, “Well baby we finally get to have a private dancer! Are you as excited as I am?”

“If you keep rubbing my cock it may be too late when she arrives!”

Giggling she dropped her hand down to gently squeeze my balls, “Yeah, they do feel kind of full! Maybe she would like to watch us for a change?”

She had her breast exposed and was pinching her nipple while rubbing me. I was just about ready to suck on it when the waitress knocked.

“Hey folks, here’s your drinks and when you’re ready for another ring the lighted button and I’ll be here in a jiffy. The next round is on Bruce by the way so enjoy!”

I felt my cock jump when she set our drinks down; her nipples were pointed like large dark red candies when she saw Shirley was still rubbing my cock and her hand still pinching her nipple.

“If BJ, or Jean as she likes to be called, doesn’t work out, I get off at one o’clock and would love to party with you? I’m Lori.” her voice lowered as she leaned in the tell us.

Leaning forward Shirley sniffed her breasts, which were almost touching her nose, “Oh my, you smell wonderful Lori! If it doesn’t work out here’s our number, call us and I would love to get together with you!” she wrote our number on a napkin and put a tip inside then slipped it down the front of her g-string so it rested across her pussy lips.

With a big smile she waved at us and left, soon there was another knock, we said to enter.

“Hello, I’m Jean and you asked for a private session?”

We nodded and smiled at each other when Jean dropped her robe to reveal her gorgeous body. Her breasts were big but not artificial with very little sag. Her nipples looked slightly darker than her tan skin with long hard nipples sticking out an inch making my mouth water. Jean had honey blond hair that came just past her shoulders and held with a clasp to keep it off her face. She had changed into another tiny outfit, still topless, but the g-string was a startling white against her dark tan skin, with the low lighting it looked like her crotch glowed.

Jean put on some sexy slow music and started to sway to it as we watched her run those long fingered hands across her big tits squeezing the pointed nipples.

Coming closer she stepped on the low table in front of us and turned around giving us a great view of her ass as she pulled it open running her fingers across her asshole and barely covered pussy.

Shirley slid closer to the edge of the couch licking her lips. My cock felt like a hard steel rod in my pants, the pre-cum running across the head and staining the front. Shirley was on the edge of the couch now and practically had her face between Jeans ass cheeks. Her hand continued to rub me making it very difficult to concentrate.

Turning back Jean now had her g-string covered mound just a few inches from Shirley’s mouth and watched her hand between my legs as she rubbed me. She must have liked what she saw because she moved even closer to her face.

“Remember, I can touch you but you can’t touch me!”

Shirley nodded but her eyes never left her crotch. Her hand was squeezing her nipple and breast; I could hear her breathing getting more labored as her excitement grew.

Jean moved her hands to the sides of the g-string and with a small snap let it drift to the floor exposing her shaved pussy to us. Shirley gasped and I thought she might start to lick it, but instead Jean grabbed the back of her head and pulled her face into her crotch gently.

I could hear Shirley breath her scent deeply then her chin slid forward, her mouth opened and by the way Jean gasped I was pretty sure she got the full long thick tongue of my wife slid in between her pussy lips.

I knew from experience it was a lot longer than any other woman or man for that matter. She could snake her tongue out and touch her eyebrow without scrunching her face to do it. I’ve felt it as she wrapped the wet lizard around my cock and slid it up and down. Lately she liked to spear my asshole with it while jerking me off on her tits; it felt like a slithering eel was trying to get in my bowels. It wouldn’t take long and I would shoot out a load and coat her nipples which she scooped up and licked off her fingers.

Jean escort istanbul must have enjoyed it immensely the way she moaned as Shirley’s mouth worked on her. Soon Jean was groaning and squeezing her head pulling her closer as her hips rolled to get more tongue in her cunt.

“Oh shit baby! That feels so good! Yes, yes more, more, Unnnnnnggggg!”

It wasn’t an earth shattering orgasm but enough to make Jean stagger and almost fall down. Shirley pulled her tongue out and smacked her lips then let her tongue slip out and lick her clit again, “Oh Jean you taste wonderful! I never knew how good a pussy is!”

Stepping back Jean grinned and bent down to kiss her mouth sucking her tongue like a wet cock. With a slurp Jean laughed, “God baby with a tongue like that in my pussy I could die a happy woman!” turning to me she kissed my mouth too, “You are one lucky son of a bitch!”

“Yeah I know, hey do you want to come to our house and continue the dance or whatever?” I said grinning at her.

“I get off, I mean off work at two, is that too late?”

“No we’re night owls anyway!”

We made arrangements to meet out front at two. After Jean had left Shirley drained her drink and ordered another. Before Lori came to take our order she started to rub me again.

Did it turn you on honey when I licked her cunt? It feels like it did, your cock is all ice and hard for me. Does that feel good baby?”

She unzipped my pants and pulled out my throbbing cock bending down she sucked it in her mouth running that long tongue around it and my sack. Running me deep in her mouth she soon had me ready to fill her mouth with my seed when Lori came in and watched us for a minute. I was so close it was very difficult not to cum, but I managed to hold back and Shirley could feel it so she looked up and saw Lori watching her as she licked the head of my dick.

“Hey! Lori, want some cock, it tastes sooo good! He won’t mind if you suck it.”

“As much as I want to I can’t while I’m working as a waitress or I’ll be fired!”

Pulling her mouth off me Shirley just wrapped her hand around me and stroked it slowly, “Oh that’s too bad; I wanted to watch you when he came. Jean is coming over to our house after work, want to join us?”

Staring at my cock as she stroked me Lori smiled, “Sure, why not? But I’ll have an hour to kill before she gets off work? Any suggestions as to what I can do to pass the time?” she stepped over and sat on the table with her knees between my legs, “I get bored too easily and I need to stay occupied,” she ran her hands up my legs squeezing the muscles.

“I’m sure you won’t get bored, I can think of all sorts of things to keep you occupied.”

“Good, I like your cock; it’s a nice thick one!”

“Call me Bill. Thank you, Shirley likes it too, don’t you sweetie?”

Shirley nodded and put her cheek on my stomach so she could lick my pre-cum from the slit, “Oh yeah I like it a lot!”

“Well, before I decide to lose my job, let me get those drinks on Bruce and drop them back here. Bill, don’t lose control yet sweetie I want to see it. Be right back!” she ran out of the room making both of us laugh.

Shirley just rubbed me gently so I wouldn’t cum yet, using her tongue to lick the head once in a while.

Lori was back in a flash, not bothering to knock on the door this time, “Oh wow, the bartender thought I was crazy. I told her it was a rush on the drink. Did I miss anything folks?”

“Nope, just waiting for you!” Shirley started to suck me again bouncing her face up and down on my cock to get me cumming fast.

“Oh shit baby suck my cock!”

Lori had her hand in the front of her g-string fingering her pussy while she pinched her delicious nipples. Her breath was coming in short gasps and moans, “Yeah suck that cock, make him cum honey!”

Shirley was an accomplished blow job artist, she knew when to pace her mouth and tongue and when not to. This was not the time to hold me back so she pulled out all the stops and soon had me squirming and moaning as I pumped in her mouth.

Lori was staring at my cock as it disappeared in her mouth and the way Shirley’s long tongue would slip out and caress my balls, “Oh my God Shirley! Your tongue is sooo long! Oh shit I’m cummmingggg!” she pounded her fingers in her pussy and threw her head back as she came, soaking her g-string and the table top with her cunt juice.

As she came down from her orgasm I felt my sack contract and my muscles started to pump out my seed in her mouth, “Oh fuck baby, here it comes! I’m cuuuummmmmmnnnnggggg!” I shot my sperm deep in her mouth as she let it run out across her tongue and down my balls. Pulling her mouth off she held her mouth open over my cock head and caught my next shot on her tongue. Leaving me there to recuperate she leapt up and planted her mouth on Lori’s to let her taste my cum that covered her lips and chin. They traded kisses with Lori sucking on her tongue like a cock.

Lori licked sefaköy escort her clean and swallowed my seed from her face. Shirley moved down and suckled on her nipple slipping her fingers in her g-string to slip them in her pussy.

“Oh shit baby, you need to stop! If Bruce found us like this I’d be fired!”

Gasping for breath Shirley sat back down, “Fuck! Just when it was getting interesting! Ok, I don’t want you to lose your job honey, but when we get to the house let the games begin!” she drained her glass and giggled.

We made arrangements to meet Jean out front so she could follow us to the house. Lori got off of work and waited in the car with us. She and Shirley sat in the back seat kissing and fondling each other while I watched them in the mirror.

There was a tapping on the tinted glass so I dropped the window revealing Jean, “Hey, are you ready to go or is there a problem?”

“I’m sorry, my car doesn’t start and I have to get a tow truck. Should we do this on a different night?”

“Why don’t I stay with you for the truck and then if you don’t want to come over you can drop me off at home? That ok with you honey?”

Shirley pulled her mouth off Lori’s breast and took a deep breath then sat back, “Sure, that’s ok with me, as long as Lori can still come home with me?”

Jean stuck her head in and saw Lori with her top undone and her breasts hanging out panting for breath. Looking at Shirley she cold just make out her make-up smeared and her hair mussed up, “Don’t wear out her tongue until I get there Lori! See you in a little while sweetie,” she blew Shirley a kiss, “Come on Bill we can sit in my car, he should be here in a little while with the truck.”

I got out and straightened my clothes holding the door while Shirley and Lori sat in the front.

“Don’t take too long honey, I like to eat pussy, but a good hard fuck is always the best!” she grabbed my half hard dick through my pants and squeezed it then kissed me. They drove away and Jean and I sat in her SUV to wait.

I asked her where she was from and about how she got into dancing. Sitting there she had turned towards me letting her mini-skirt ride up her thighs giving me a good view of the dark shadow of her crotch. She talked about her start while in college and when she got her degree in business the money was too good to pass up so she kept stripping.

“I like to strip, guys like to look at my body and I get hot when they do. I get to meet nice safe folks like you and Shirley. Tonight is something special though; I’ve never left and met a couple after work before. Oh, here comes the truck!”

I had to adjust myself when we got out and the guys eyes almost popped out of his head when Jean stood before him. When he finally got his breath he looked under the hood and quickly determined the battery was dead and he jumped it, getting the car running in a jiffy. I handed him fifty bucks and with a smile he drove away.

I opened her door for her, “Ready to go?”

“No not quite yet!” she stepped over and placed her hand behind my head then kissed me deeply, rubbing her body against mine.

I felt my cock spring up and press against her stomach. She pushed her stomach against it with a slight moan in my mouth.

Releasing me she gave me little kisses on my face and chin while her hands roamed up and down my ass and thighs making me moan with lust.

Breathlessly she stepped back and smiled, “That’s for tipping the driver. I’ll give you my thanks at your house, would you drive please?”

Trying to catch my breath I nodded and held her door. My dick felt like a steel rod in my pants when she spread her legs for me as she sat down. Running around the car I got in and started to drive to our house.

Quickly pulling in the garage and closing the door I helped her out getting another view of her shaved pussy. We went in the kitchen and immediately heard moaning and groaning from the living room couch. Raising my eyebrows and grinning I held my finger to my lips and took her hand to peek at the action. Tiptoeing over to the couch we looked over and saw Shirley’s face buried in Lori’s crotch slurping and moaning as she sucked her pussy and fucked her with that spectacular tongue. Lori had her head back and was biting her lip as she held her legs up against her breasts giving Shirley better and deeper access to her pussy.

We watched for a minute as I held her hand I felt her other hand as it unbuttoned her top and her skirt. Turning I helped out of the outfit and kissed her mouth moving down her shoulders to her hard nipples sucking on each one then gently nibbled them. She gasped and pulled my face tighter to her chest then pulled me up to plant her mouth on mine. We kissed passionately for a few seconds while her hands worked my clothes off me and as my pants dropped to the ground her warm hand wrapped around my cock stroking it and my balls.

Jean dropped lower until she was on her knees; I felt her warm wet mouth engulf my cock licking and sucking the head then the wonderful sensation as she slid me deeper across her tongue and down her throat almost made me cum right then. Jean had a lot of practice sucking cocks apparently, her mouth was almost magical as it drew my pre-cum out onto her tongue. I could feel her mouth as it surrounded me in her wet sucking goodness.

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The phone rang and Lisa jumped out of her seat. She had been waiting for a call from Master all day and she hoped this was he.

“Hello?” said Lisa.

“Be at my home by 8PM and be ready to be used really good” said her Master, and he hung up before she could speak.

She was so happy when he called and felt so wanted when he gave her orders.

It was already 6:30PM and she decided to get ready. In the shower all she could think about was what master had in store for her tonight. She didn’t care, all she wanted to do was, please him. She dressed like a total slut, just the way master liked. Lisa being 38 years old, 5’2, 195lbs, 38D the clothes she chose really made her look her sluttiest. A very sheer blouse and a very tight leather skirt. No stockings or panties, just a pair of spike red heels. Of course also just a little too much make up. Lisa looked at herself in the mirror and her pussy quickly got very wet, knowing that she was dressed like a slut for her Master. Thinking of that always made her wet. When she finally awoke from her daze she looked at her watch and it was already 7:30PM. The cab she reserved earlier was beeping his horn outside. She quickly grabbed her keys and bag and left to see her Master.

The driver pulled up and Master came out to the car to pay the driver. As the cab drove off Master complimented Lisa on her attire for the evening.

“Very appropriate, especially for what I have planned for you” said Master, as he turned and started for the house. She knew she was supposed to follow him, so she did. She followed her Master into the livingroom.

“Sit down whore” said Master. Lisa quickly sat on the sofa. Master sat down next to her.

“Spread your legs slut” he said. Lisa did as she was told and Master started rubbing up and down her leg.

“Who owns you slut?” he said. Lisa loved when Master spoke to her this way, and she answered

“You own me Master.”

“That’s right slut and I will use you any way I want” said Master.

“Yes Sir” was all Lisa could mumble.

By now Lisa was dripping wet and wanted to feel her Master’s cock inside her so bad. Master ran his hand all the way up his sluts leg until he felt her juicy wet cunt.

“You love it slut, don’t you? Master asked.

“Look how wet your cunt is”

“Yes Sir, I love it yes yes” Lisa moaned.

Master slid a finger into Lisa’s wet hot cunt, making Lisa moan and beg to be fucked.

“Oh don’t worry whore I have a few friends her that are going to help me with that” Master said.

“What are you talking about Sir?” Lisa asked.

“My friends will be here to use you any way they want and I am going to film it” Master said.

Before Lisa could maslak escort protest he shoved 2 fingers deep into her wet hole knowing that would make her want to fuck as much as much as he wanted.

“Look at you slut, you want to get used and fucked so bad don’t you?” Master said.

Just when Lisa thought she would explode right there the doorbell rang. “Don’t move!” Master demanded.

At the door were 3 men. Master invited them in with Lisa sitting there with her cunt hanging out for all of them to see.

They were all about 50 or older and looked like real perverted guys.

“So this is the whore you have been telling us about?” said one of them.

“Yes that’s the slut” said Master as he went to the closet to get the video camera. He came back and said,

“Ok guys use the cunt any way you want while I get it on film.”

All 3 men at the same time went to Lisa and started grabbing her tits, pinching her nipples really hard, making her moan. Then she felt fingers sliding into her dripping wet pussy. She couldn’t believe how turned on she was.

“This bitch is fucking hot!” said one of them.

“Use her good guys” Master said.

“Get on your knees whore and service my friends” ordered Master.

Lisa got to her knees greedily waiting for a cock to be shoved into her mouth. She took the 1st cock in her mouth while stroking the other 2 men. One by one she took turns sucking their hard cocks.

“You like being a dirty little cocksucking don’t you?” one of them asked.

Lisa tried to answer but had a cock stuffed in her mouth but they all knew by her moaning she was loving every minute of the use.

Knowing that she was being a dirty whore and used on film made it even more exciting.

While still sucking one of their cocks another one decided he wanted Lisa to ride his hard cock. He slid underneath Lisa and she lowered herself onto his cock. The minute she felt him inside her cunt she wanted to cum. You could still hear moaning so loud even with a cock stuffed in her mouth.

“Go ahead rape her ass” Master said to the guy that didn’t have his cock in Lisa yet. He got a big smile on his face and came up behind Lisa.

“You will have all your holes filled slut” Master said.

With that the guy rammed his cock deep in Lisa’s tight ass. At first the pain was almost too much but then Lisa started to really want to be fucked and used hard. She began moving back and forth on the cocks in her cunt and ass, and pumping the cock in her mouth.

“Pump those cocks slut!” Master demanded.”

Lisa was like an animal pumping on all the cocks in her holes. At that moment the guy that escort istanbul was using her mouth came and forced Lisa to drink every drop.

Lisa craved cum now, she wanted every drop and wanted as much as she could get.

The next guy to cum was the one fucking Lisa’s ass. She felt his hot load shoot into her and it made her hotter and hornier than ever. He pulled out of her and now Lisa really began to ride this cock. Her tits were bouncing up and down, and he started to smack them. To Lisa the feeling was incredible, making her nipples very very hard.

“Play with your tits slut” Master ordered. Lisa grabbed her tits, squeezing them and pinching her nipples.

“Harder!” Master demanded.

Lisa pinched her nipples really hard and the guy fucking her was really getting excited.

“I love watching a slut perform” he said.

“After you fill her with your load we can have her perform for us while we rest” Master said to him.

“Sounds like fun” he replied.

“Ride my cock cunt” the guy under Lisa said.

Lisa bounced up and down on this guys cock and begged to be used. He couldn’t stand it anymore and he shot his hot load right up her cunt. Lisa felt herself get flooded with his cum.

No sooner it was over Master demanded Lisa to lay down on the bed and perform for him and his friends.

He handed her a vibrator and told her she better do a good job. Lisa turned around to go to the bed and Master spanked her real hard making her ass bright red. Lisa knew she better do what she was told.

Lisa climbed up on the bed and spread her legs real wide so they could all see her cunt. It was still dripping with cum, and so was her ass.

They decided to sit around her on the bed while Master taped it.

“Rub your cunt bitch” one of them said.

Lisa did as she was told and started to rub her clit. She was getting very turned on again and now started to play with her nipples while she rubbed clit.

“Oh yeah bitch, now finger your cunt” the other one said.

Lisa inserted 1 finger inside her dripping wet cunt, and then 2 and then 3. She was fucking her self like crazy, pumping her hole, moaning and begging to be fucked again.

“Fuck your hole with the vibrator” Master said. Lisa grabbed the vibrator and rammed it deep into her wet hole.

“I think the bitch needs to get fucked again” one of them said.

“Turn it on” Master said.

Lisa turned the vibrator on and knew she couldn’t hold it anymore, and asked Master if she could cum yet.

“No, not yet slut” Master said.

“Go for it guys, at this point she will do anything” Master said. “Can we tie her up?” one of them asked. cihangir escort

“Yes go ahead, and gag her too so she will stop being so loud” Master instructed.

When she was tied and gagged to the bed she felt someone putting something on her head. It was a blindfold. Lisa knew that they were really going to do whatever they wanted and she could do nothing. She was getting more excited by the minute. All of a sudden she felt all three men’s fingers playing with her pussy and ass. One guy was rubbing her clit, another was fingering her cunt and another was fingering her ass. She loved it, all of it. Feeling like a whore is all she needs.

“I think the whore is ready to be fucked again” Master said. This time they were all just going to take turns fucking her cunt and ass one at a time, while another 2 would stand there and call her names and cheer on whoever was fucking her at the moment. The first guy slid his again hard cock deep into her cunt making her moan against the gag.

“Fuck the whore!” one of them said.

“You dirty cunt, you love it don’t you?”another one said.

Just before the guy fucking Lisa was about to cum he pulled out and the next guy took his turn. This was the guy that liked to slap her tits and she didn’t mind at all. He began slapping her tits and calling her names and she just kept pumping her fuckhole onto his cock. When he was just about to drop his load he got up. The 3rd guy rammed his cock into her ass.

“Take that cock in your ass bitch” he said. He was pumping her ass hard calling her names and spanking her ass.

“You are such a bad girl slut” he said as he lifted her ass and spanked her. Just when his cock was ready to explode he pulled his cock out of her cunt and stood in front of her now joined by the first 2 guys.

“Open your mouth cumslut” one of them said. Lisa opened up wide watching them jerk their cocks off in her face. One by one cumming all over her face and in her mouth. Lisa loved it and was so happy that she got the cock she wanted and needed so bad.

When they were finished with her they untied her and took the gag an blindfold off. Lisa just sat there waiting for Master to tell her what to do next.

“Get back to playing with yourself slut, and make yourself cum” ordered Master.

Lisa laid back down and grabbed the vibrator and started to fuck herself with it and rubbing her clit with her other hand.

“Yeah slut do it, show us what a dirty whore you are” Master said. Lisa couldn’t take it anymore, she was fucking herself hard and fast now and she was ready explode.

“Cum now whore” Master said. With that Lisa came harder than she ever has before. She soaked the bed with her cunt juice.

Master shut the camera and walked over to Lisa.

“Get cleaned up and there’s car fare on the table, I will call you again when you are needed” said Master.

Lisa did as she was told and when she walked into her apartment she felt great. She loved being his slave and he used her just the way she needed.

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Most Moms and/or Dads take their kids trick or treating on Halloween. We hire a babysitter to do that. Most married couples pass out candy to all the children who come to their door. My wife’s mother, my mother-in-law, passes out candy in our absence. What do we do that is so important that we can’t take our children around the neighborhood trick or treating and pass out candy to all the kids?

We have sex. Yep, that’s right, every Halloween, we have sex with other people, that’s what we do. We’re not swingers, per se, but for one day of the year, we let our hair down and go a little wild and crazy by playing out our fantasies and allowing our unchecked sexuality to inspire us. With a little fantasy and role play, we allow our libido free reign of our bodies for a day.

One day out of the year, we pick a theme and dress in costume. It’s fun. It’s exciting. One day out of the year, Halloween is our day to go a bit sexually over the top and do whatever it is we thought about doing the previous year. Admittedly, as this is our first year trying this, we don’t really know what to expect. All we know is it’s going to be outrageous, erotic, sexy fun.

“I can’t wait for Halloween. I’ve had a permanent erection the entire month of October just thinking about what I’ll wear and what I’ll do this year with some hot woman or sexy women,” I said to my wife Sheila.

“I thought we were just attending to see what swingers do, Roger. I thought we were just going there to watch,” she said giving me a look that could freeze water.

“Oh, we are, Honey Bunch, we’re just going to investigate the action and see the sexy costumes they wear,” I said knowing that if I had the opportunity to have hot sex with a beautiful blonde or a ravishing redhead, I would.

That one day, Halloween, is what keeps us sane and what allows us to make it through the rest of the year in doing what we must do to thrive and survive. No matter how boring our jobs are, how routine our days have become, and how bad our days can be, looking forward to going all out on Halloween gives us what we need to continue with our mundane little lives. Not to mention having sex with other people gives us an entire year of pillow talk.

“So, tell me, again,” I said watching my wife’s reaction to the question I was imagining I’d pose to her, after attending our first Halloween dance. “Did you like sucking his cock?”

“I loved sucking his cock. I had so much fun at the Halloween party. I can’t wait for next year,” I imagined she said with a sly smile, before giving me an inspired blowjob.

I admit that I used to look at other woman and my wife finally admitted to me that she used to think about other men. Now, we leave all that lustful desire for our one day to act out on Halloween, when we attend the Swingers’ Halloween Masquerade Ball. That’s right, think of me and my wife what you will and if your thoughts about swinging are negative, you’re just jealous. For those of you who get it and for those of you who are living in a sexless marriage, I’m sure you’re wishing you were me and had a wife like my wife, hot and horny.

Yet, to spend a day without guilt, to return to the single days and bring someone back to my room and fuck and suck her, while my wife does the same with some guy, is healthier for our marriage than if we were lying and cheating behind one another’s backs. Certainly for this alternative lifestyle to work, for me to allow someone to seduce my wife and/or watch my wife suck another man’s cock after he ate her pussy, I must remove all feelings of possessiveness and jealousy. It doesn’t work if I allow those feelings to ruin my good time.

Let me tell you, in the beginning, it wasn’t easy convincing my wife to go along with this. At first she was against the whole thing, even calling me perverted. Yet, once she got into it, once she attended the Swingers’ Halloween Masquerade Ball, after she let her hair down and removed her clothes, like most women, she embraced the lifestyle. I found out from some of the other husbands, who participate in the swinging lifestyle, that it’s always the women who are reluctant to try it, but as soon as they do, it’s the women who take the ball and run with it. Even when the men want to quit the lifestyle, afraid that their woman will take off with another man or woman, it’s the women who are reluctant to let it go. We men can’t pry our women away from the swinging lifestyle with a crowbar.

“Oh, please, just let me make love to Jon Paul, one more time,” I imagined my wife saying to me, “before I quit the swinging lifestyle and go home to being a bored housewife and an unappreciated mother.”

“You’ve been in bed with him six times already, Honey. We didn’t have as much sex on our Honeymoon, as you’re having with Jon Paul now.”

Maybe I should go back to the beginning, especially to explain to those who have never experienced swinging, but who would like to try it. It all started when I bought a swingers magazine and was şirinevler escort perusing the personal ads for sex with others. I was just looking, mind you. The ads were quite explicit and it was fun to just read them. Admittedly, perhaps, I had secret desires and hopeful wishes in the back of my mind of us becoming swingers, but I knew my wife would never consider the thought of having sex with someone else. I knew she’d never have sex with anyone but me.

In reading the ads in the magazine, there were men looking for men, women looking for women, couples looking for other couples and/or couples looking for a man or a woman to just be watched or to actively participate in a threesome. Whatever goes is okay, when in the swinging lifestyle, I guess. This one magazine suddenly opened my libido to a world of possibilities and my imagination went wild with the thoughts of having sex with another woman, while I watched my wife having sex with another man. If nothing else, it excited me to explore my sexual peccadilloes, whatever they were.

It’s always been a fantasy of mine to have sex with someone other than my wife. Only, fearful of divorce and everything that goes along with it, the attorneys’ expenses, losing the house, having to pay child support, and giving up custody of my kids, I curbed my enthusiasm for having a fantasy affair with those thoughts of living in reality. Yet, the possibility that I could finally satisfy my sexual curiosity and libido by participating in having consensual sex with others with my wife’s blessings, as a couple, and under the guise of attending the Halloween gala for swingers, was something that more than excited me. The thoughts of swinging as a couple and the pillow talk afterward, made me wild with passion.

My wife has dark brown hair and brown eyes and I always imagined being with a blue-eyed blonde or a green-eyed redhead. Hey, I’m not fussy. I’d do a green-eyed blonde and a blue-eyed redhead. It doesn’t matter.

Don’t get me wrong, I love my wife and I wouldn’t exchange her for anyone, most anyone. I guess it really depends on the woman. I mean, if it was a step up and if a rich, beautiful woman was offering herself to me, I’d be crazy to turn her down, you know. Yet, that’s not with this story is about. Besides, not wanting to be hauled into divorce court, I considered the swinging scenario nothing more than a fantasy and if agreed to, consensual sex between adults.

Then one night, during some hot pillow talk with my wife, I asked her if she ever thought about having sex with someone other than me. To say the least, her responses were surprising. Actually, who am I kidding? They were shocking. I was floored. All this time I was thinking that my wife was innocent and didn’t have a sexual thought in her head about anyone but me. Boy, was I ever wrong.

“Have you ever thought about having sex with someone else?”

“No, I’ve never thought about having sex with anyone other than you, Roger. That’s such an absurd question to ask me. Until death do us part,” she said holding up her ring finger and flashing her diamond in my face. Suddenly, the brilliance of her diamond was like a stun gun that held me in fear and in place, as if I had just been zapped on Star Trek. “I’m a faithful wife.”

I was glad that I had given her a small diamond, otherwise I would have been blinded by not only the sparkle from the rock but also from the guilt of having asked her the question. She looked at me, as if I was a pervert. She looked at me as if I wanted someone else and she was right, I did want to experience another woman.

“C’mon, Sheila, you’ve never fantasized about anybody during a horny moment.”

“Obviously for you to ask me such a question, you’ve thought about having sex with someone else,” she said.

What is it with wives? I hate it when she twists my words around and uses them against me. They’d make perfect defense attorneys. Never answering a question put to them, they know the probing questions to ask and exactly when to ask them. She made me feel uncomfortable. Turning the pillow talk to more of an inquisition, this bedtime fun felt as if I was walking on broken glass and no matter where I stepped I was going to get cut and bleed.

“No, I haven’t thought about having sex with anyone but you, until now. I just thought it’d be fun if you’d share your sexual fantasy of who you’d–“

“I’d never desecrate my marriage vows by having sex with any man, other than my husband, if that’s what you mean.”

Gees, I hate it when she brings religion into our pillow talking sessions. It’s just so wrong to bring God into the conversation when I’m lying in bed with an erection and hoping for a blowjob. I believe in God and attend church regularly, but religion is inappropriate conversation during hot pillow talk. Unless I’m dying and need a priest by my side to give me my last rites, or unless Sheila is having a religious experience, an escort istanbul orgasm and screaming, “Oh, God! Oh, God! Oh, God!”, religion should stay out of my bedroom and out of my bed.

“You mean to tell me that you’ve never seen a guy at the supermarket or the mall that you’d wonder what he’d be like in bed.”

“No, I don’t have sexual thoughts about other men, Roger. That’s perverse. That’s nasty. Thinking the thought is just as bad as cheating,” she said looking down at my semi-erection, before looking up at me to respond further. “I’m not a slut. I’m not a whore. Women aren’t the animals that men are. You guys would have sex with a hole in the wall.”

“What about a woman, then? Would you have sex with a-“

“Roger Martin, I’d do no such thing. I’m not a lesbian,” she said staring at me, as if I had just accused her of being a butch dyke lesbian. “What’s wrong with you?”

“You don’t have to be a lesbian to be socially bi-sexual, to kiss another woman, maybe have her suck your tits and lick your pussy, before you reciprocate and do the same with her, while I watch, of course.”

“Eww, gross, I wouldn’t even kiss another woman, who wasn’t a relative. I’d no sooner have another woman touch my pussy, forget about licking it. And I can’t believe you’d watch such a perverted sexual display between two women. Where are all these sexual perversions coming from, Roger? This isn’t like you at all. Are you going through a mid-life crisis?”

“I’ve been reading this magazine,” I said taking a big breath of courage and pulling the swingers’ magazine out from under the mattress and handing it to her.

“What’s this,” she said making a sour face from seeing the naked woman on the cover? “Where’d you get this?”

I watched her hold it with two fingers, as if it was covered with human excrement.

“At the new erotic store that just opened outside of town, Midnight Fantasy. They sell adult toys and sexy outfits and they even have a swing-“

“Roger, please don’t go in there anymore. Someone might see you. I’d be embarrassed to death in front of Sunday’s congregation should anyone see my husband in a smut shop.”

“Yeah, well, I saw our reverend in there hiding behind one of the bookracks hoping I didn’t see him, no doubt, while waiting for me to leave.”

“Reverend Bob? You saw Reverend Bob in a smut shop?” She looked at me, as if I was lying and making that up to cover myself. “It was probably someone who looked like him. Only perverts go in a place like that,” she said looking at me with uncertainty. “And if it was him, he was probably just trying to roundup some stray sheep who wandered from his flock.”

“Yeah, well, the shepherd was in there alone after the entire herd had already frequented the store. Most of the town folk have already been in there, at least, once, buying out the store. Everyone in this uptight community is hungry for sex, including me, Honey.”

“Well, I think it’s sick to make someone’s sex life a public spectacle. Stores like that should be outlawed. They should be banned from our little community,” she said getting up on her soapbox. “Besides, Roger, you’re married and shouldn’t be thinking about sex…anymore,” she said looking at me, when I gave her a returned look of shock. “Oh, you know what I mean. Morally married couples don’t talk about having sex with one another, never mind talking about having sex with someone else. Sex is a discussed behind closed doors and not out in the open.”

“Most of the morally married couples in this town don’t even talk about having sex with one another? Are you kidding me? You’d be surprised what goes on behind closed doors. C’mon, Sheila, play along with me. It’s just pillow talk. It’s not for real. Tell me. Who would you have sex with, if you could?”

She gave me a funny look, as if she had thought about it, but wasn’t sure if she should share what she was thinking for fear that I may think less of her.

“Well, I suppose, if something horrible was to happen to you, if you were to die, I’d have no choice but to give my body to another man,” she said with a sad, little smile.

“I’m not going to die, Honey,” I said patting her hand, while trying to assure her not to worry.

Admittedly, it was gratifying to know that my sweet wife would only have sex with someone else, should she become a widow. Wow, what a wife? She’s such a dear and a real comfort to me.

I gave her a big kiss on the forehead. Touching in her concern for me, she was so cute in worrying that she’d have to reluctantly give herself to another man, should I prematurely die. Her comment saddened me that she’d be sad if I died, but excited me at the same time that she’d feel she’s have no choice but to give her body to another man. Then, she shocked me with what she said next.

“If a bomb was to blow you to bits, or if you were struck by an 18 wheeler and smeared across the highway like road kill, or if you were decapitated in a ataköy escort freak and unfortunate accident, or if a shotgun blew a big, bloody hole through your chest where your heart was, and I was still a young, widowed woman with sexual needs, lustful feelings, and erotic desires, I’ probably do the mailman, the UPS man, the pizza delivery man, and the new young guy at the gas station. I’d have him pump me up with high test any day and every day of the week.”

Where did all this come from? Her confession stunned me. She goes from never being able to desecrate our marriage by even thinking about being with another man to having a whole laundry list of potential lovers that included, the mail man, the UPS man, the pizza delivery man, and the gas station man. Of all the men she could have, why them?

“I was going to tell you to give it some thought before giving me your answer, but I see you’ve already given it a lot of thought.”

“Oh, and I’d do my hairdresser. Definitely, he’s not gay, and without doubt, I’d do Gayle’s husband, Mark and-“

“You’d do Mark? Our neighbor Mark?”

“He’s cute, don’t you think?”

“No, I don’t think any guys are cute, especially not Mark. The only guys that I think are cute are me and Brad Pitt.”

“Yeah, I’d definitely do Brad Pitt, if I could,” she said giving me a dirty, sexy smile, as if she had already blown him.

“Wait, let’s backup for a second.”

“What?”

“A bomb blowing me to bits? An 18 wheeler smearing me across the highway like road kill? Decapitation? A shotgun blast? Have you been thinking of me dying or (gulp) killing me?” I looked at her wondering who was this woman that I had married. “Maybe instead of killing me off, you should just divorced me.”

“Don’t be silly sweetie. I’d never divorce you,” she said with a smile that made me reticent to continue making pillow talk with her. “Besides, God has already forgiven me, whenever I’ve had those bad thoughts about you dying, after we’ve argued.”

“Remind me not to get you mad at me, anymore.”

“Don’t be so paranoid, Roger. It’s normal to think those thoughts when in the heat of arguing.”

“Yeah, well, I’ve never had those morbidly horrific thoughts about you dying in such a tragic way,” I said looking at her, while wondering if I was safe sleeping in the same bed with her. “So, tell me about the mailman. Why the mailman?”

“Well, ever since he saw me naked, I-“

“Wait, the mailman saw you naked? How in the Hell did the mailman see you naked? When did that happen?”

“Oh, I thought I told you.”

“No, that little bit of information must have slipped your mind, along with your modesty and your clothes. Wait,” I said removing my pajama bottoms and underwear. “Stroke my cock, while telling me how the mailman saw you naked.”

She reached her hand over and started fondling my prick to an erection.

“I was cleaning the house naked one day, vacuuming, with the front door open for a cross breeze, while wearing my earphones. Generally, Andy, that’s his name, doesn’t deliver our mail until later in the day. Only, he was early that day because he had a doctor’s appointment in the afternoon.”

“Yeah, okay, just get to the part about him seeing you naked,” I said impatiently stopping her before she continued with her rambling and before she went off on another non-related tangent.

“I remember it was already hot that day and he had a special delivery letter that required my signature. When I looked up, he was standing there smiling and I returned his smile with a little wave, while removing my headphones. At first I didn’t even realize I was standing there naked. Then, when I did, I was so embarrassed. I ran and grabbed my robe and we laughed about it over a cup of coffee and a homemade muffin later. He said not to fret and that it happens to him all the time.”

“Oh, my God! I can’t believe the mailman saw all of your hidden treasures, Sheila.”

“It was no big deal, Sweetie, it was just the mailman.”

“Okay, then what about the UPS guy. Stroke me a little faster, Babe. Why him? Why would you want to have sex with him?”

“Uhm, well, ditto for Dave, the UPS guy,” she said giving me a smug smile that shrunk my penis and made me feel stupid. “I’d do Dave pretty much for the same reason, as why I’d do the mailman. He saw me naked, too.”

“The UPS guy saw you naked? How?”

I was flabbergasted. I was shocked. I was excited that two men, the mailman and the UPS guy saw my wife naked. Unable to wait to jerk off over the thoughts of it later, I was glad she was giving me a hand job now. Yet, I needed more details to cum.

“I was vacuuming with the headphones on and the front door wide open, while naked. And suddenly, there he was standing there holding a package and smiling ear to ear. Terribly understanding, he’s really so nice and friendly. We laughed over a cup of coffee and a homemade muffin, too.”

“Oh, my God! I can’t believe the UPS guy saw all your hidden treasures, too. And I’d be really nice friendly, if I saw a naked woman and if that naked woman invited me inside her house for a cup of coffee and a homemade muffin.”

“I didn’t stay naked, while he was here. I put a robe on, for gosh sakes, Roger. Give me credit for being more modest than that.”

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Late in the Summer of 1982, eighteen years old, a year out of high school and already a beach-going thong and g-string wearer for a couple of years, I decided it was time to branch out a bit more and give the nude beach at San Onofre, California a try. While I’d often given it thought, prior to that point I had the usual reservations that stop most people from going; What if I get an erection? Am I good looking enough? What if I see someone I know?

Fortunately, all of those fears were alleviated on my first visit. I did see three people I knew, but since they too were going nude, I knew there wouldn’t be a problem. Thanks in large part to being young, I was considerably more fit than most and sure enough, I spent a good part of the day with a raging hard on due more to the fact that people were having sex all over the place than from being nude. It was an amazing first day and by early afternoon, I’d twice jacked off watching two of the couples sitting near me fuck and felt fully committed to nudism. That first nude beach experience truly changed my life forever. I had become a genuine “nudist”.

Back then, the beach wasn’t terribly well known and folks went nude and even engaged in sexual activity just about everywhere. It was common to see blowjobs in the parking lot, couples fucking on the trail leading down to the sand and open sex on the beach itself was routine. I began to enjoy the nudist lifestyle so much that eventually I got to a point where on the days I’d go to the beach, I wouldn’t put anything on all day, including driving there and back. In fact, one week I went to the beach six days straight and throughout the full six days remained completely naked, losing count of the number of times I masturbated and even scoring a blowjob from the willing wife of a couple sitting next to me.

On one particular weekday morning just after Labor Day, I arrived at 7:00 and ventured down to what was a largely deserted beach. As was my normal routine, I went for a long walk down the empty stretch of military-owned beach, enjoying the warm sunrise on my naked body. The only other people on the beach now ¼ mile behind me, I began to get aroused and was soon stroking a glorious erection as I walked along the waterline. bahçelievler escort More focused on my erect cock than on my immediate surroundings, I was suddenly startled to see a small group of people being very active up by the cliffs.

There were five of them in all, two nude couples and a clothed guy sporting a very serious looking video camera on his shoulder. It turned out that he was filming a good looking, middle-aged guy getting his cock sucked by large breasted, twenty-something blonde. The other couple, both in their early thirties, she a petite brunette sporting beautiful, large implants and he very body-builder looking, were sitting close by on a large log, watching the show. For years I’d heard stories about San Onofre having been the setting for some adult films and I suppose part of the reason I always went for long walks was in the hope of catching one in progress, but I never figured I actually would. At that point in my life, I’d been into exhibitionism for a while, even doing some modeling both in erotic swimwear and completely nude. I’d also videoed a girlfriend and I having sex several times for our private viewing pleasure, but I’d never experienced an actual porn flick in the making. Not one to let a good thing go to waste, I slowly walked up the beach to check it out.

About the time I reached them, the cameraman called “cut” and the gorgeous blonde giving the blowjob sucked the guy a few more times before standing up and giving us all an eyeful of her gorgeous body. She kept stroking his cock and kissing him as the cameraman repositioned them and loaded a new tape in the camera. Noticing that the couples had been looking at me, the cameraman turned around and just said “hi”, totally unconcerned that I was standing there watching. With the blonde now on her back, the man knelt between her shapely tanned legs and plunged his cock into her pussy, while the cameraman positioned the lens behind them for a close up. From that point on, he filmed them fucking as they wished as the other couple began to get more into it, feeling each other up as they watched. I decided to enjoy the show too and lay down in the sand stroking my throbbing erection. istanbul escort Eventually, the man pulled out and came, covering the blonde’s enormous breasts with a huge amount of semen as the cameraman moved in close to catch it all on film. The cameraman then positioned the other couple on the blanket and began filming them as they fucked, the first couple now taking their seats on the log. This time, the guy pulled out very quickly, actually flopping back on his ass and cumming all over himself in less than a minute, much to the dismay of both the cameraman and the woman.

“You wanna take over?” the cameraman turned to ask me, exasperated by the fact that he wasn’t done shooting when the guy came.

“M…me?” I asked stupidly.

“Yea YOU! Get laid and get paid!” he said jovially.

“W…well…I’ve never…I mean…I have, but not for real,” I stammered.

“Two hundred bucks today and 2% of the sales,” he explained.

“Well…yeah…okay, uhhh…why not?” I answered, a bit under my breath.

The cameraman directed me to sit on the log and spread my legs. The first couple moved away and I sat down on the log as the beautiful brunette, whom I’d just watched getting fucked, knelt down between my legs and took my pulsating cock in her mouth. The guy who came too soon, picked up his bag and stormed back up the beach in a huff as the first couple walked down to the water for a swim. After a few minutes, the cameraman stopped directing and just kept rolling as Nature took its course. Pretty soon, I was really getting into it, fucking in a variety of positions and even walking her down to fuck her at the waterline so the other couple would be in the background. Finally, after better than thirty minutes, I could stand it no longer, pulled out and fired long streams of cum across the woman’s writhing body as she lay in the sand. She and I made out for few minutes afterward before walking up the beach to watch what we’d done on the replay and I have to admit, the scenes were very good. The shots of her cumming were truly beautiful and the final sequence of me cumming on her with the waves crashing in the background was awesome!

After everyone introduced themselves, Nick, the cameraman, explained bahçeşehir escort that he was filming for Homegrown Video and that they were hoping to get about three hours of film that day and asked if I wanted to do more. Who was I to argue?

We took a fairly long break, Nick working with the camera and explaining the next shoot to us, but as the sun peaked in the midday sky, we were back at it. We shot a fantasy-scenario film wherein the two girls were filmed casually walking down the beach, topless but in tiny thongs, holding hands and occasionally kissing. Eventually, they stopped right in the middle of the beach and sensuously stripped one another’s bikini off. They then walked down and frolicked about in the water for a while before coming out, spreading out a blanket and going down on each other. After each of them had cum, Stan, the other guy, was filmed walking naked down the beach, eventually stumbling across the two girls who were in the midst of a beautiful sixty-nine. He squatted down next to them and strikes up a mock conversation before the girls pulled him down to the blanket and devoured his rigid cock.

A few minutes later, with Erin the buxom blonde and Tracy the brunette, making out in a missionary position with Tracy on top, Stan plunged his ample cock into Tracy. After a few minutes, I watched with a huge hard-on at the ready as Stan pulled his shiny cock out of her pussy and carefully sank it into her ass after she and Erin went back into a sixty-nine. Nick then filmed me casually walking naked up the beach, eventually coming across the horny threesome. As you might have guessed, I was quickly pulled into the little orgy where I immediately sank my cock into Erin’s clean-shaven pussy for several minutes before finally fucking her in the ass as well. Stan and I swapped girls a couple of times before Nick positioned us for the final bit of film. Stan and I were on our backs, cocks buried in the asses of Tracy and Erin, respectively, with the girls facing the camera as we pulled out and sprayed cum up across their abdomens almost simultaneously.

Nick was thrilled, Stan, the girls and I were spent, and we were each $200 richer! I did five more films for Homegrown, a couple more on the beach in San Onofre, the rest at a mansion in Beverly Hills, making a pretty tidy sum of money along the way. Homegrown has become a huge commercial enterprise now, but once in a rare while, I’ll go to San Onofre and catch someone making an armature film. While I haven’t been in any films myself for a while, I certainly would again. Any takers?

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