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Stepmom Godaughter from PortugaL Pt10

I looked at the clock and it was almost 8PM so I told Marco after the snack get ready for bed buddy. I moved her head up off my lap and rested it on a pillow so I could to he other side to carry her to bed. I slide my hands and arms under her as I carry her to the bedroom and placed her on her side as the head rested on her pillow. I cleaned up the kitchen and his ice cream bowl as he brushed his teeth for bed. I helped him to bed and I went to brush my teeth before I entered the bed.

I woke up to hear the shower running with the door open as I looked at the clock 5:45AM. I rolled out of bed and walked into the bathroom for a quick piss and teeth brush. I stepped toward the shower and popped my head in as I watched her rub the soapy sponge on her body and I walked in with her looking at me. Good morning sweetie. Good morning sexy and I had to see you in the shower all wet and soapy. She walked up to me with a kiss on the lips and then tells me I am going to miss you so much. Maria it’s only 4 days…yes but it’s going to feel like a week. Well then I guess I have to give you something to remember me when you are gone. I gave her a strong deep kiss as I held her against my body holding her butt. O Mark I love you. She pushed be back to the shower bench and told me to sit down as she squatted down. She placed her hand on my semi-hard cock and the best part as she placed her mouth over me cock. She sucked me like it was her last cock as I laid my hands on her shoulders rubbing her skin. Then I moved my hands in her hair and pushed her mouth on my cock as I told her to stand up. Sit on my lap facing me because I want to see your face when you cum. I have my period…so what we are in the shower.

As I held my cock as I watched my cock slip between her lips as she spoke O Mark you cock was made for me. I sucked her nipple as she gasp for air riding me with my teeth held on her nipple. Maria started moving faster as her breathing got faster then told me she was coming after a good 10 minutes in this position. She released herself on my cock and held me around the neck. It’s going to be a very hard 4 days without you Mark. I agree Maria but I am not done with you so stand up with your hands on the wall sexy. She did as I told her as I stood behind her to place my cock in her as she gasped for air with the warm water hit her back. I placed my thumb in her asshole as I told when you come back I am getting your ass. Ok, I look forward to it sweetie but it needs a little more help getting it ready for your size that day. I wouldn’t hurt you baby and if you say stop I will.

I slowly moved in her and she felt tighter in this position with her period. I pickup speed holding her hips with her hands against the shower wall. O Mark I love the feeling of you inside me and so do I Maria. I was filling her up with all of my cock as I grind me cock as deep as it could go inside her as she moaned. I am cumming Mark don’t stop fuckimg me like this…O Mark, O Yes I felt her stake as she released herself on my cock and started to feel myself about to pop as I pulled out of her. She turned around as the water hit my cock and she stroked me as she cleaned my cock. She was looking up at me and told me to cum in her mouth because she wanted to remember my taste. She places her mouth over my head and I started face fuck her. That was all I needed as I exploded in her mouth as I placed my hands on the back of her head holding her mouth deep on my cock. O baby that felt so good as she swallowed my load standing up and rested her head on my chest…Mark I wish you were coming with me but I totally understand you can’t. She gave me a kiss and I told her get your butt ready for the airport as she stepped out of the shower I slapped it. Ouch…I am going to miss that body. I completed my shower time to get ready to take Maria to the airport and work.

Before we knew it was time to head to the airport because Marco was already at school. I carried her siutcase to the elevator and she entered it in a very sexy black pants, silver top, and black shoes. Maria you are so fucky hot as I grabbed her ass when she turned around to face the doors. Mark I love how much you love my body as she reaches back holding my soft penis. Wow..first time I ever felt him all soft for me. You made him sleepy after all that fun in the shower. You made him sleepy because you fucked me so good before my trip. Your pussy is so good and tasty. We got in my car and drove to the airport as she held my right hand all the way. I drove her up to her airline departure area because she wanted me going straight to work. I got out to get her suitcase from my trunk and to the airport porter handing him a $20. Please help her to the First Class International checkin area to the porter? I gave Maria a kiss on the lips and a strong hug. I told her to have a good trip and be careful in Brazil. I will be safe because I have a bodyguard when I am in Brazil 24hrs. I don’t feel good now that you told me 24hrs bodyguard because I don’t want you falling in love with him in Brazil. She looked me in the eyes and told you are the only one for this body unless you tell me different. I want you more each day I am with you Maria so get going before I take you back home. She gives me a quick kiss and turned around waiting for something as she looks over her shoulder at me. What? I want the last thing I feel before this trip is you hand on my ass so I slapped it as I held it with a squeeze. That is better. Bye sexy!

I got back in my car and headed to the store to start my week. I know I have to see Liz on Wednesday and make sure all the supplies are ready for the new home development. I walked into the store with only Jackie in the store as the others are out on the routes. Did you place the order in for all the supplies for the new home development yet? No, putting in the order today because I wanted to go over it with you first. Good idea so let’s talk about it after lunch today? Ok, I have a lady that wanted you to stop over because she thinks she has a leak in the pool. Ok, I will go now and be back before lunchtime. I looked at the address and headed to my truck to drive to the address. I got to the house as I walked to the door and rang the doorbell. This older man in his 60’s came to the door and I introduced myself to him. He said O yes my wife called you because everyday she is added water to the pool like 3-4 inches. If you are added that must water daily then yes you have a leak. I checked out the pool pump area and noticed the leak immediately on the outlet line. I went back to the man and told him I found the leak so I need to check if I have the piece in my truck to fix it. Damm I need to go back to the store because I don’t have the 2” piece to fix it so I went back to the man telling him I will be back in 30 minutes. No problem Mark I might not be here but my wife will be here for you if needed.

I headed back to the store and as I walked in looking at Jackie on her hands and knees under the counter again. Wow Jackie I am really like returning to the store with this view as she turns her head wiggling her ass. You like it? O yes, it’s nice. Yes, but you have a girlfriend now so you can’t play with it plus you couldn’t handle it anyways. She is heading to Brazil right now and I think I could handle it Jackie. What are you back so soon? I need a piece that I don’t have in the truck. Your piece is right here as she wiggles her ass again at me. If you didn’t work for me I would tab that ass Jackie but you have a boyfriend too. No, I broke up with him like 4 months ago so I need some. I didn’t know adıyaman escort that would be a good idea because no other man would pleasure you as good as me Jackie. She laughs at me and told me no other pussy would be good for you. I went to find the 2” piece and told Jackie if I come back seeing you in this position I can’t promise I will not tab that ass. No ass…pussy only Mark. Your not an ass fuck girl? Maybe but no one wanted it. It’s a shame because you have a nice ass.

I headed back to the house to fix the leak as I drove up I noticed someone walking across the front window. She looked young like 30’s as I was thinking maybe the daughter. I walked to the door and rang the doorbell. The door opened to a young late 20’s lady in a bikini with a sun skirt around her waist. You must be the pool guy to fix the leak. Yes, I am Mark as I reached my hand out to shake her hand. Hi Susan but call me Sue like all my friends. Harry told me you might be back before he comes back home from the office. In my head I was spinning that Sue was this mans wife that is in his her 20’s. So Harry is your husband? No, but he always tells people I am his wife so no one hits on me. Ok, I was thinking you were his daughter to be honest. I understand as she walked me to the pool area as I was behind her. She was wearing a thong bikini and it looked good from my view. Mark can you show me the area of the leak? Sure, it’s right here as I pointed to the cracked piece. I don’t see it. Ok, step over her or I will get you wet. She came over and lost her step on the ground stones as I reached out for her. She was leaning against my shoulder as my hand was touching her bare back. O Thank you for catching me. Anytime I replied. She smiled good to know as she stood up fully now. Watch the pipe for the leak as I turned on the pump. Wow that is leaking for sure Mark. I will have it fixed in 5 minutes. Can I watch you fix it? Sure.

I was wrapping it all up at the pump when Sue walked to put the water hose in the pool and she went on her knees to clean out the skimmer. I turned around holding my tool box looking at Sue sweet thong ass leaning over the skimmer. Wow..Sue came out of my lips. “Shit in my head”. Sue turned her head toward me you like? O yes I do. You can touch it Mark if you like too. I would but that could led to more that I want do with you. What would you like to do to me may I ask? A whole lot of things. What would you like me to do to you? Mark the list is very long but first I would love to kiss your sweet lips. Sue I would love to but I should leave before we both get in trouble. Yes, Mark I think you are right because I might keep you here for the night. If you ever change your mind please call my cell as she writes it down on the back of Harry business card.

I departed Harry and Sue house as I drove back to the store for lunch. I was driving down the same street when I noticed Jennifer’s mother walking to the front door from her car. I beeped at her as she stopped in her tracks to look to see who was in the truck. Hi Mrs Jones as I yelled out the passenger window toward her. She said give me 1 minute Mark as she continues to put her bag in the house and walked back to my truck. I was checking her out when she got to my truck. Hi Mark How are you doing? Great and how are you? I am divorced now after 22 yrs married with that cheater. I got the house with a pool that needs some work. What’s wrong with it? It looks old maybe it needs a new surface. Mrs Jones I will stop over tomorrow morning to check it out if that works for you? Yes, I will be home for you tomorrow. Ok, see you tomorrow as I start up my truck to drive to the store. I got back to the store to have lunch and worked with Jackie on the supplies for the new home development starting next month. Go ahead and fax the order then please call them to reconfirm they got the order. I don’t want any mistakes on our side with this job and thank you for all the work you do for me Jackie. Thank you for being a great boss. Stop the ass kissing as I turned around showing my butt. She slaps my ass..bad boss…as we both laugh out loud. As I told her I was heading home and if you need me call my cell.

I got home to cut the lawn and trim some trees before my mom come home from work. I finished up and started grilled some chicken with vegetables & salad. Mom came home as I was pulling the chicken and vegetables off the grill. I didn’t know you would be home tonight but I am glad you are home to cut the grass and cooking dinner already. We ate dinner outside on the patio table as we talked about work and me thinking about purchasing a boat. I told her Maria was in Brazil now and will not return until Friday night. When am I going to meet this girl that you are dating? Maybe we can arrange a lunch or dinner when she returns. That would be great to meet the girl that is taking my son heart. Mom we are just dating…sure Mark. Let me clean up and you go hit the shower son because you cooked. Ok, thank you.

I finished my shower and went to the kitchen for water before heading to my bedroom to watch TV. I got back to my room watching TV my phone rang as it was Maria. I picked up Hi Sexy How was the flight? It was long but I just got to the hotel and wanted to call you after I just spoke to Marco. What time is it their now? It’s 2hrs ahead of you right now. How was your day? It was just a normal day and I just placed the order on all the supplies for the new home development. That was the biggest order the store every made and not cheap either. I hope everything goes great for this new business for you. Thank you baby! I miss you already Mark. I miss you too but it will be over before you know it. I hope you are right because I want your arms around me right now. You don’t want my arms because you want you friend between your legs. No, But I do miss him too. We better stop this sexy talk before I have to take another shower Maria. She laughs at me..ok sweetie. Maybe tomorrow we can talk sexy because I bet you need some sleep right now for tomorrow. Yes, you are always correct Mark. I know sexy..lol I love you Mark..Goodnight. Sweat Dreams Maria as we ended the call.

I woke up as normal to hit the gym, shower, breakfast, and head to the store. We had the morning meeting and everyone was off to do the normal routine. I need to check out Mrs. Jones pool because I think it might need a simple acid wash. I dove up to the house and walked to the doorbell. Hi Mrs Jones as she opens the door in a robe and she asked me to come in. Mark please do me two favors “Don’t call me Mrs or Ms. Jones and call me Debbie. Ok, Debbie can I checkout your pool? Yes, follow me as I walked behind her to the pool. The house looked the same way from High School. Wow you still have the pool table. Yes, you still think you can beat me like the High School days? Yes, I think I can still win like high school. Ok, game on young man and you rack them. You need to hit the balls hard. I will Mark but it’s been a long time since I have hit the balls or seen any. Opps…didn’t mean to say that.

Ms Jones..opps Debbie you are attractive lady and in good shape so you will find someone. How do you know my body in this robe. I noticed you yesterday walking to my truck. Thank you Mark but no one wants this body now. Debbie may I ask your age? Mark you should never ask a woman her age. Yes, but you look great for your 40’s. She stop in her tracks and stood next to me. You think I am in my 40’s? Yes, you are right? No, I am 54. Damm you are a MILF! She looked at me what the hell is a MILF? O shit in my head akkent escort I did it again. If you win the game I will tell you. Ok, deal as she hits the balls hard. I noticed when she was leaning over the table that I think she is not wearing a bra under the robe. Nice little run Debbie so I will clean the table now. She laughs and tells me good luck. I started hitting one ball after another until I had 3 remaining. Debbie moved her stick up between my legs and tapped my ball sack as I missed the shot. Ha..that is cheating now. Just like High School days when you played with Jennifer like that..remember? O yes the good old days.

She came around to line up for her shot and told to step a side to watch the Pro. She hit the 1 ball in and 2 remaining for her now. She lined up as I moved my stick under her robe and rubbed her leg up. She just stayed in the bend over position waiting for me to go higher. I stopped and said damm I was trying to make you miss your shot. Well I was hoping to feel your stick because it’s been a long time. In my head I was thinking she wanted me to fuck her. She lined up again as she spread her legs wide for the shot and I told her nice spread. She looked over her shoulder you like it from behind? I was speechless as she continued to look at me. Mark did you do my daughter from behind in high school? No, we never had sex. What? Yes, we never had sex. Why not? I don’t know but ask your daughter. She moved the robe a little to give some leg as she hit that ball in with 1 remaining then 8 ball last. She made the last ball in and was going for the 8 ball now that was very easy shot on the slide. Mark you what to add to the bet? Sure, what is the offer? I get 1 wish to come true if I make this shot. What is your wish? You will know after I make if it’s a deal? Ok, deal but don’t scratch the 8 ball. She hits the ball in and won the game.

Good game Debbie. Thank you it’s been a long time playing pool. What was your wish now? No, first tell me what MILF means? Ok, Mom I Like to Fuck. WOW..her eyes got big and gave me a smile. I didn’t hear that one before but I like it. You think I am a MILF? Yes, you are a very pretty lady. Remember I was thinking you are in your 40’s. Ok, so what was your wish? Ok, Mark I might shock you but don’t think less of me. Go ahead you will not shock me and will never change the friendship. Ok, I want a kiss? Sure, as I walked over to her standing in front of her. She moved her lips to my lips and held them against my lips for 5 seconds I guess. Then she moved her hands to my face holding my head as I felt her tongue coming through my lips as I welcomed her. I moved my arms around her back holding her close against me. She was enjoying it more and more as the kiss continued on for sometime. I moved my right hand to her ass as I squeezed it over the robe…She broke the kiss and told me come with me holding my hand.

We reentered the house as we walked to her bedroom and as we entered she released my hand and pushed the robe off. She turned around looking at me in her panties only. Mark can I be your MILF? Yes, as she moved her hands to my shorts pulling them down.

WOW Mark you are big as she moved to her knees grabbing my cock stroking me slowly. Debbie you sure about this? O yes I am sure I want you. She placed her mouth over my head moving down my shaft slowly. She moved up and down my shaft faster each couple seconds enjoying my cock as it gets harder in her mouth. She broke away from my cock looking up at me saying I miss sucking a good looking cock. Debbie you suck it good too. Thank you it’s been a long time. You have not lost your touch. I watched her move her tongue around my head then swallowed it all the way down…Wow that feels good Debbie. She was rubbing my balls with her hand then I felt a finger moved over my asshole. I was thinking this woman has been held back from sex in a long time. Debbie were do you want it? She looks up and continued sucking me harder and faster as I place my hand on the back of her head. I started face fucking her mouth and I held off for 2 more minutes then released myself deep in her throat holding her close. She swallowed everything as she looks up at me parting from my cock. Yummy Mark…I love your sperm taste. I love the way you suck my cock with a smile.

I pulled her up looking at her body measuring around 32B/30/34 5’2 Blonde hair, and brown eyes. I moved my mouth to suck her right tit as she placed her hands on the back of my head holding me. Suck my tit Mark! I placed my hands on her panties pulling them down and then moved my hand over her hairy pussy. O yes Mark…give me your cock. I pulled away from her tit and stood up straight looking at her eye to eye…you ready for the fuck of your life? Yes, I hope you can do that for me. I kissed her strong and deep as I continue to finger her very wet pussy. I moved her back to her bed and let her fall back on her bed with her legs open for me. I want to taste this hairy pussy..sorry I didn’t trim it up but was not thinking we would be doing this. I will trim it if you come back…Is that an invite to comeback? Yes! I moved down on my hairy pussy and parted her lips with my fingers to roll my tongue inside her pink lips. O yes Mark that feels so good. I flicked my tongue back and forth inside her for 5 minutes then I felt her legs clamp around my head. I heard her o yes, o yes and felt her hand on the back of my head pushing me deeper into her pussy as she cums all over my face.

Mark that was unbelievable feeling when a came. You taste good too. Even with all the hair? Yes, I don’t mind a little bush but a little trim would be nice too. It will be trimmed the next time. In my head I was getting worried with her saying next time a lot. I moved on to the bed as she comes to me and sucked my cock again to get me fully hard. It’s ready so how do you want it? Missionary as she lays on her back spreading her legs for me and I moved up between them as I tap my cock a couple times against her wet pussy. O Mark don’t tease me so I popped my head between her hairy pussy feeling her tight wet lips welcoming me in. She placed her heels against my hips and told me to take it slow because this pussy has not had a real cock over a year. I will be easy because I don’t want your daughter after me…lol She made the biggest mistake breaking up with you. I pushed myself fully in her as she wrapped her legs around my back..o yes Mark.

Tell me when you want it harder and faster? Ok, do what you are doing right now because it feels so good right now. I fucked her slowly as I started to feel her give me a little pussy clinching on my dick. You going to cum soon Debbie…yes, it’s getting close so I am going to pick up speed and where do you want my cum when I need to cum. Inside me Mark…ok, I don’t want to be a father yet. Don’t worry I can’t anymore so no worries. I started pumping myself in her faster and deeper as the legs squeezed my back and she was gasping for air now. Don’t stop Mark…o fuck, fuck me harder Mark…slam it in my pussy Mark…fuck me Mark…she moved her hand over her clit rubbing herself as I fucked her hard. I felt her wetness flow all over my cock as she squirted a little on me as I moved my head out of her after she came as she continued to rub mer clitois. You had a major build up I guess. Mark you have no clue because it’s been close to 2 yrs without a real dick. So I am guessing last night with a fake one? She slaps my arm as I was resting over her..you bad man. I am not done with you Debbie so get on your hands and knees…I gaziantep anal yapan escort like doggystyle.

I tapped my cock against her asshole. No Mark wrong hole sweetie that has never been touched..plus your cock is to big for it. I can make it work Debbie as I laugh. Not yet. Ok, so I have a maybe down the road? No, reply so I slapped her ass cheek..ouch..so it’s that a maybe down the road? Yes, maybe. I pushed my cock in her pussy as I held her hips. O Mark. I moved deep and slow at first and picked up speed. Keep fucking me this speed Mark because I am going to cum again. I moved both hands off her hips and told her to fuck me as she did as I told her. I slapped both checks as she fucked me doggy and she moaned gasping for air. I placed my right hand on her ass and would slam in her as she moved back to me. She started talking dirty to me O fuck, O fuck, ram that long hard cock in me. I moved my thumb to her asshole and pushed inside as she gasped for air O FUCK Mark that feels so good…it’s making me cum now. I started thumb fucking her ass as I continue slamming my very hard cock in her. I told her don’t stop fucking me because I am going to cum inside you. Cum in me Mark I want to feel your sperm deep in me. I removed my thumb and held her hips fucking her the fastest I could go and shoot my load deep in her. O yes, o yes, Mark I feel you your boys swimming. I pulled out and she turned around looking at me that was so fucking good as she went back down on my cock.

Mark you gave me the best fuck in my life. I can’t believe we did it and how good you felt inside me. You have a tight pussy so let’s try that ass now…No way…I am joking Debbie but you do have a sweet ass and body. Thank you Mark. Mr Jones never wanted to tap your asshole? No, I did offer it to him in my early years of marriage but he didn’t think it was right. Well if I was married to you I would be fucking all your sweet holes. I would let you in my younger years if you were my husband. Plus you would have more then 2 girls too. She started to look sad after I made that comment. Debbie did I say something wrong? No, I was lucky to have 2 beautiful girls because after Jennifer I could have anymore with women issues. I am sorry as I hugged her in the bed. Mark could you stop over more often even if it don’t end up like this? Sure, but I don’t what Jennifer thinking anything crazy like I am coming over to get back with her. Yes, I will tell her you are taking care of the pool weekly now. Ok, good idea.

Ok, let me check out your pool because I already fixed the customer issue. She slaps my arm again and tells you are so bad. I pulled up my shorts and walked to the pool to check it out as she went to the bathroom. I noticed as I expected the pool needed a simple acid wash to get the surface white again. I had a pump in my truck so I waited for Debbie to come out to the pool to talk about the fix. She came back out with the robe and told her that is a easy fix for you. How much is going to cost me. I looked at her and then she smiles ok I can pay with trade…lol No, trade you just need to pay for the acid and water cost for the job. Really Mark? Yes, you have been a great neighborhood mother for a lot of us and feeding us in the early days. Mark I am really pissed at Jennifer more now. Why? You are the total package of a man with a heart. I will start to drain the water today and do the wash on Thursday morning. Thank you so much Mark let me give you some money for the acid now. No need right now. I went to the truck for the pump and pvc hose to start the draining. See you Thursday morning as about to leave and she called me. Yes, she was walking to me and said Thank you with a simple kiss on the lips. You are welcome.

I got back to the store and Jackie tell you are finally back. You need me? No, but you were gone for almost 2 hrs for a acid wash draining. It was an old girlfriend mother house and she is a talker about the high school days. O I understand that problem. I am going to load up the truck for tomorrow and make some calls on the new home development. I made a call to Juan…Hi Juan how are you doing? Good Mark and how are you doing? All is good and we just put in the order for the development so that should be ready for delivery to the site in 2 weeks. Great news Mark we have the fenced in area for all the supplies so just call me with the date and estimated delivery time so I can make sure the gate is open? I will call you as soon as I get that information. Have a good day Juan as we end the call. I told Jackie I was heading home for the day and call me if you need me. Have a good one Jackie so I am heading home. You to boss.

I decided to stop in at market for some Rib-eyes and walked in to notice Jennifer standing behind the meat coolers. Hi Mark what would you like? 2 Rid-Eyes please. Thank you for working on the pool. No problem I would do anything to help you both out. Really? Why wouldn’t I because you are still my friend…right? Yes, some reason my mother told me you stopped over today and will fix the pool on Thursday. What did you say to her because she was all over me asking me why I broke up with you in high school? Nothing, What did you tell her? It was mutual break up. Really…lol Why didn’t you tell her the truth…That you fucked my best friend behind my back and you wouldn’t fuck me when we dated. I am sorry Mark that I did that to you and regret it specially how good looking you are now. No problem I forgive you because we were young. She hands me the steaks and told her to tell your mom I will be over Thursday to acid wash the pool so she can leave the gate unlocked. Ok, you have a good day Mark. You to Jennifer as I headed home.

When I walked into the house my cell phone rang and noticed it was Maria so I picked up. Hi sexy. She laughs thank you sweetie I needed that greeting. You made my day calling me right now. What is wrong Mark? Nothing is wrong just happy you called me. How is thinking going for you? Ok, some reason the trial is rescheduled for Thursday morning now. You are still returning home Friday? Yes, I will do anything to keep that schedule. Anything? Not anything unless you are the judge. I will be your judge when you home baby and I might have to take my sexual craving out on you. Please stop talking that way because I don’t have you right now or any of my toys…plus I am still at the courthouse. Ok, I don’t want you to have wet panties at the courthouse. Thank you and I want the real thing from you sweetie. Also I am on the pills now so no need to pull out anymore. Stop talking dirty with me Maria…as she laughs at me. You like what I told you? O yes! I need to tell you please call my mother tomorrow for Thursday dinner and please tease her. What do you mean that you want me to tease her? You know you have my approval to tease her and make her feel good because she always talks about that card night. I laugh ok I got it. I need to go now I love you Mark. Bye sexy.

Around 5PM I started cooking the steaks after I showered and my mother came home. Mark I will cook up some vegetables and you cook the steaks. Do you want a beer Mark…sure thank you. How was work today Mom? It was a normal day..same old same old issues. How was your day? Good I stop over at Ms Jones house to fix her pool. That is your ex-girlfriends mother from high school? Yes, Did you know she got divorced? I heard about it sometime ago but forgot to tell you. I was shocked to hear that news because they looked like lifetimes. Sometimes it looks better then it’s behind closed doors. True statement mom. We sat down and had a great dinner as we talked small talk on life. Mom I will clean up and you can relax in the living room. I am going to head to bed for for some TV and early bedtime because I have a busy day tomorrow. Ok, thank you a great dinner and goodnight Mark.

Crossdresser Gözde 2

Crossdresser Gözde 2
Önce ufak bir öpücük kondurdu sonra kendini geri çekip;) Çok güzelsin Gözde diyerek tekrar dudaklarıma doğru yöneldi ben o sözleri duyduktan sonra hafif gülümseyip gözlermi kapatıp bekledim tekrar dudaklarımız kavuşsun diye. Bu sefer daha tutkulu birleşti dudaklarımız ve tutkuyla uzun uzun öpüştük. Sonra nefes nefese kalınca çekildi Gökhan. Ben kıpkırmızı olmuştum aldığım zevk ve heyecandan sonra beni kollarının altına aldı. Ben hafifçe göğsüne yanaşıp ellerimle ellerini tuttum. Ve sessizliği o bozdu;
– Gözde
– Söyle canım
– İnanılmaz hoşuma gitti
– Ne o?
– Dudakların ve sıcaklığın
– Benim de
– Çok etkilendim senden
– Sessizce ben de dedim
– Bak bu bizim ilk yakından tanışmamız istersen yani kendini hazır hissetmiyorsan sadece burada kalabilir devamını yapmayabiliriz. Ben sen hazır olana kadar beklerim
– Gökhan çok tatlısın bu sözlerinle ama istiyorum seni
– Emin misin?
– Evet Gökhan ilk erkeğim olmanı ve senin kadının olmayı istiyorum ama beni burda bekle diye yanından ayrılıp yatak odama geçtim ve üstümü değiştirmeye başladım. İl önce eteğimi ve gömleğimi çıkardım. Sonra çorabımı. Daha önce yatakta hazırladığım jartiyer çoraplarımı geçirdim bacaklarıma, sonra tanga mı ve üstüne babydoll kıyafetlerimi. En son makyajımı tazelip üstüne sexy bir geceliğimi giyip odanın ışığını kapatıp sadece yatağımın başında olan gece lambasını açıp yatağa uzandım ve Gökhana seslendim;
– Gökhan!!
– Efendim
– Gelirmisin
– Nerdesin?
– Yatak odası koridorun sonu. Derken Gökhanın ayak sesleri geldi koridordan. İçimden Gözde birazdan gerçek bir kadın olucaksın ve senin ilk erkeğin şu an sana geliyor diye geçirdim. Derken Gökhan kapıda beliriverdi ve beni ilk gördüğün de gözleri faltaşı gibi açıldı
– Gözdeeee!!!!
– Efendim
– Sen nasıl bir güzelsin böyle
– Senin için canım. Sadece senin…
– Sana aşık olucam galiba Gözde
– Ben de sana canım. Derken yatağa yanıma uzandı Gökhan. Önce beni uzun uzun öpmeye başladı sonra üstüme uzanıp beni ağırlığını hissettirerek bir yandan öpmeye devam ediyor diğer yandan elleriyle tüm vücudumu keşfe çıktı. Her yerimi okşaması ve beni bir kadın gibi sahiplenmesi beni deli ediyordu. Yavaş yavaş soymaya başladık birbirimizi ben tamamen çıplak olmayı istemedim aslında nerdeyse zaten yarı çıplaktım ama Gökhan boxer la kalana kadar soyundu. Vücudu oldukça biçimliydi yaşına göre. Göğsünde olan kıllar çok şekilliydi. Sonra tekrar üzerime uzandı ve beni öpmeye başladı yine ama bu sefer dudaklarımdan boynuma ordan yavaşca aşağılara doğru yol aldı. Bir yandan elleri bacaklarımı ve kalçalarımı okşarken diğer yandan dudakları tüm bedenimin tadına bakıyordu. Önce hafifçe aşağı çekti sütyen kısmımı ve göğüs uçlarımı emmeye başladı. Aman tanrım çıldırıcaktım aldığım zevkten ve nefes alışverişim değişmişti. Sonra biraz daha aşağı, biraz daha aşağı derken beni hafifçe ters çevirip tangamı kenara sıyırdı. Ben artık tüm kontrolü ona bırakmış ve başıma geleckeleri bekliyordum. Önce popoma ve kalçalarıma öpücükler kondurdu. Sonra dili kadınlığımın yani bakire pembe deliğimin orda gezinmeye başladı ben artık kafamı yastığa gömüp ona bırakmıştım herşeyi. Sonra ilk dokunuş geldi deliğime. Beni öyle bir öpüyor öyle bir dilliyordu ki zevkten kıvranmaya başlamıştım. Aldığım zevkten inlemeye ve hafif hafif ses çıkarmaya başlamıştım. Neredeyse deliğim artık yumuşamış ve gevşemişti dakikalarca emilmekten. Sonra geri çekildi Gökhan yüzünde hınzır bir gülümsemeyle ona hiç bişey demeden ittim geriye doğru ve üstüne uzanıp aldığım zevkin karşılığı olan tutkulu bir öpücükle dudaklarına yöneldim. Bu sefer onu o kadar istekli öpüyordum ki resmen çıldırıcaktım. Sonra yavaşca aşağı doğru yönelip iki elimle boxer aşağı doğru çektim. Ve evet beni birazdan kadın yapıcak ve artık hayatım da yeni bir başlangıca yönlendiricek erkeklik karşımdaydı. Önce elimle kavradım Gökhanın penisini ve hafifçe sıvazlamaya başladım. Sonra başına ufak bir öpücük kondurdum bu sırada Gökhan beni izliyordu zevk ala ala. Sonra başını ağzıma aldım önce biraz sonra biraz daha derken bi yandan dudaklarım bir yandan elimle Gökhanın yarağını dimdik bir şekilde ağzımla büyütüyordum. Gökhan aldığı zevkten geriye yaslanmış bir eliyle başımı aletine doğru bastırıp devam et devam et diyordu. Penisi ilk ağzıma aldığımda değişik gelmişti bu his. Bir eti öpüyorsun gibi ama sürekli içinde kan pompalanan bir et parçası. Tadı değişikti ama hiç öyle acaba iğrenirmiyim diye düşündüğüm gibi değildi. Alet ağzımda iyice büyümüş nerdeyse kocaman olmuştu. Sonra Gökhan elleri işe kafamı tutup aletinden kaldırdı ve bana;
– Gözde seni istiyorum
Ben bi yandan elimle aletini okşuyor ve onunla oynuyordum

– Duyamadım!!
– Gözde bebeğim dayanamıcam artık ne olur
– Neye canım? Aleti elimdeydi ve sıkıyordum kafasını
– Ahhhh Gözde derken gel buraya diye beni bi anda altına aldı. Karşı koyamadım gücüne ve çaresizce bıraktım kendimi ona. Beni ters yatırıp arkama geçti bi an ama ben onu durdurdum ve seslendim;
– Dur Gökhan
– Neden? İstemiyor musun?
– Hayır tabi ki istiyorum ama böyle değil
– Nasıl yani?
– Benim gözlerimin içine bakarken senin yüzünü görmek istiyorum içime girerken sadece bu. Kızlığımı bozmanı ve senin kadının olmayı böyle istiyorum dedim. Gülümsedi ve beni çevirip bacak arama pozisyon aldı. Ben jartiyerli bacaklarımı kenara açtım ve kalçamın altına yastık koydum birazdan başıma gelecek olan şeyi bekliyor ve heyecandan ölüyordum. Gökhan tekrar üzerime uzanıp dudaklarıma yapıştı bir yandan elleri kalçamda ve deliğimin orda geziyordu. Beni öperken sessizce kulağına;
– Aşkım kenarda kayganlaştırıcı ve condom var dedim
– Aşkım mı?
– Evet
– Hoşuma gitti bu bebeğim
– Bebeğim mi?
– Ahaha
– Deli adam hadi artık dedim ve bıraktım onun kollarına kendimi. Gökhan condomu yarağına gçirdi sonra kayganlaştırıcıyı önce aletine sonra benim deliğime sürdü ve yerini aldı bacak aramda sonra ben;
– Aşkım ne olur yavaş ol
– Tamam bebeğim sen merak etme
– Acırsa dur olur mu
– Sen alışana kadar beklicem
– Gökhan vazgeçmicem bunu bil bu gece senin olucam
– Bu gece ve bundan sonra her gece benim kadınım olucaksın bitanem. Seni bırakmam bundan sonra dedi. Ve aletini yavaşça deliğimin önüne getirdi. Önce hafif hafif sürtmeye başladı sonra biraz kafasını zorladı girmek için. Dakikalarca emilen deliğim zaten gevşemişti ama bu başka bişeydi inanın. Biraz itti kafasını ve biraz acır gibi oldu
– Aşkım yavaş ne olur yavaş
– Dur bebeğim girmedim daha
– Yavaş ol ne olur
– Merak etme diye biraz daha itti başını
– Acıdıııı
– Durdum aşkım
– Bekle ne olur dur. O sırada hafif hafif yükleniyordu ben acıyır desem de bi noktaya gelmişti ve biraz alışmıştı deliğim. Sonra bacak arama uzanıp dudakları dudak hizama gelip, gözlerime bakarak;
– Gözdem
– Ben ürkek bir halde efendim?
– Hazırmısın az kaldı bak birazdan tam anlamıyla benim kadınım olucaksın
– Evet aşkım ne olur kavuştur beni kadınlığıma
– Az dayan sonra geçicek
– Yavaş aşkım yavaş çok yavaş derken Gökhan ağırlığını vermeye başladı elleri ile bacaklarımı sırtına dolayıp dudaklarıma yapışıp bi yere kaçmamam için altında beni ezmeye başladı. Artık kaçamazdım ve bunun olmama ihtimali yoktu veeee ite ite içime girmeye başlamıştı yarağı. Evet hissediyordum içime girmesini ve bi anda hepsini yüklendi. Gözlerim yerinden çıkacak gibi oldu acıdan. Kıvranıyordum altında.
– Gökhan çık ne olur
– Geçicek aşkım bekle
– Çok acıyor ne olur çık
– Dayan bebeğim
– Yırtıldı galiba dayanamıyorum
– Az daha aşkım alışıcaksın. Derken hafif hafif gitgele başladı içimde. Benim acım hala vardı ama biraz alışmıştı kadınlığım kocamın yani erkeğimin yarağına. Sonra tempoyu biraz daha arttırdı ve dudaklarıma yapıştı içimde gidip gelirken beni tutkuyla öpüyprdu. Bacaklarımı kenara açıp dirseklerinin altına alıp yataktan güçlenip her seferinde içime daha çok girip çıkıyordu. Evet az önce resmen onun kadını olmuş ve ona aittim artık. Ve sikiliyordum delice. Erkeğim beni güzel güzel sikiyordu. Acım azalmış ve yarak içim de gidip geldikçe ben zevk almaya başlamıştım. Resmen az önce acıyor diyen ben zevkten inlemeye başlamıştım;
– Aşkım harika
– Gözdem
– Erkeğim harikasın
– Doyamıyorum bitanem kadınlığına. O kadar dar ve sıcak ki için
– Senin o erkeğim
– Benimsin bitanem
– Erkeğim, aşkım az önce kocam oldun biliyorsun di mi?
– Evet bitanem karımsın sen benim artık sadece benim kadınım
– Evet aşkım evet çok güzell
– Offff Gözdem bu nasıl bir zevk
– Ahhh devam et ahhhhhhh. Harikasın, harikasın ohhhhhj aşkımmmmmmmm erkeğiiiiiiiimmmmmm sik beni daha hızlı sik. Ahhhhhh sikkkkkkk ne olur daha hızlı sikkkk. Ben böyle inledikçe Gökhan daha da hızlandı. Artık kasıkları kasıklarıma şap şap diye vuruyor aleti içimde her yerimi sikiyordu.
– Gözde nasıl beğendin mi?
– Evet aşkımm evet. Sikerken beni gözlerime bakıyır ve aldığı zafer karşısında galibiyet sevinci yaşıyordu erkeğim.
– Sik beni aşkım
– Erkeğiiimmmm
– Harika harika
– Ahhhhh evet evet evet vur bana daha hızlı sikkkkk
– Bayıldım yarağına içimi dolduruyorsun ahhhhhhh ahhhhhhh harikaaaa harikaaaa. Derken artık hissetmeye başladım aletin de olan kan akışını birazdan boşalıcaktı belli
– Gözde gelicem aşkım
– Gel bitanemmmm
– Gelicemm
– Gel erkeğim, gel kocacım
– Ahhh geliyorum
– Gel hadi gel ahhhhhhhh. Öyle bir hızlandı ki
– Gökhannnnnnnnnnnnnn ahhhhhhhhhhh dayanamıyorummmmmmmmm aşkımmmmmm
– Geliyorum, geliyorum, geliyorummmmmmmm
– Ahhhhhhhhhhh erkeğimmmmmm Dudaklarıma yumulup öyle bir kasıldı ki içimde aleti dolu dolu boşalmaya başladı. Uzun uzun boşaldı içimde sanki condom dan taşacak kadar dölleri doldu. Sonra nefes nefese hafifce içimden çıkıp dudaklarımı öpüp kenara yattı. Kan ter içinde kalmıştı erkeğim ben ise az önce deli gibi sikilmiş ve artık kızlığını vermiş yeni bir kadın olarak göğsüne uzandım kocamın.
– Gözde harikaydın bebeğim
– Delimisin? Sen harikaydın
– İnanılmaz zevk aldım
– Ben de aşkım
– Seni bırakmıcam asla bunu bil
– Bırakma bitanem sadece seninim, sadece senin diye göğsüne uzandım ve gözlerimi kapattım yorgunluktan. Evet artık yeni bir başlangıç yapmanın mutluluğu, hafif bir sikilmenin sızısı ve bir erkeğe ait olma duygusuyla mutluydum….

Kapalı Annem Bölüm 3

Kapalı Annem Bölüm 3
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The Sales Meeting

A few years back, I was working in the finance area of a company with a national sales force. Each year at the national meeting, I would spend time with a few of the sales staff that I had worked with throughout the year. These meetings had a reputation for getting out of hand and one year I had the good fortune of being at the right place at the right time.

This particular year, I had spent quite some time one the phone with of our sales reps, Carol. I had met her a few times, and like most people in sales, she was very outgoing. We planned to get together at the upcoming meeting and have a few drinks. She wanted to thank me for doing some behind the scenes work for her that helped her close a big deal. So at the close of the meeting that evening I found myself at the hotel bar with her and one of her sales buddies, Gary. Carol is a very good looking woman and tends to dress in short skirts and heels that highlight her legs. This evening was no different as she had on a short black dress, black pantyhose, and very nice heels. Gary was of average height and weight and was dressed in typical sales attire, polo shirt and khakis.

We order dinner and some wine/beer and talked about everything. This was the first time that I had met Gary, and he was witty, funny, and well versed on current topics. After dinner, we stayed at the bar and drink some more, with the conversation turning to more fun topics. At one point, I was talking about how different that sales people dress, women in the finance area rarely wear the short skirts and black pantyhose look that Carol wore; I thought that maybe they were too self conscience. Carol said that men do tend to ogle at women’s legs but she is comfortable with that. At this point the drinking was kicking in because she then asked me if I found nylons sexy. Of course I said, in fact, I would probably find Gary sexy if he wore black pantyhose! Carol giggled and looked at Gary and said maybe we should see if he’s telling the truth. I, emboldened by the beer, said lets bring it on!

We had just ordered another round and ankara escort Carol suggested that we finish these in her room. So we started out to the elevator, with Carol between Gary and I and her arms around us. In the elevator she turned to me and kissed me deeply, I returned the kiss and massaged her back and ass. Too soon, the elevator dinged and the doors opened. Carol stepped out and began walking down the hall after tell us to wait near the elevator. As she walked, she reached back and unzipped her dress, letting it fall to the hallway floor, she continued to walk, now just wearing a black bra, seamless black pantyhose with no underwear, and heels. As she continued on, she stepped out of her heels and finally got to her door, turning to face us. She beckoned us to come on, and we hurried down the hall with Gary picking up her dress and I grabbed her heels.

Once inside her room, she said that we should get this party started. She beckoned Gary into the bathroom and told me to get out of my clothes. I kicked off my shoes and socks, and was unbuttoning my shirt when she returned. She started kissing me passionately, and rubbing my cock through my pants. I rubbed her pantyhose covered ass while kissing her. She pushed me back onto one of those lounge chairs that all hotel rooms have. She unzipped my pants, pulled down my underwear, and started stroking my cock. I was in heaven, looking down at the gorgeous, sexy girl, wearing a black bra and pantyhose, stroking and then sucking my cock. After a few strokes, she climbed up and straddled me. I stroked her pussy through her pantyhose and she gasped. She said that she loves the feeling of the seamless nylon on her bare pussy. She stood up and said that she sees how much I like her in pantyhose, now how about Gary? He walked in behind her wearing another pair of her seamless black pantyhose; his hard cock was straining against the nylon. As he stood next to us, she stroked his cock through the nylon. What do you think, she wanted to know? I actually did find it erotic, the sight of his cock in the nylon ankara escort bayan was turning me on. She then adjusted his cock so it stuck straight out, and began to suck him through the nylon. She grabbed my hand and put it on his balls, and I began to massage his balls through the nylon. It felt strange, but I was enjoying it, along with Gary, who started to moan. She then turned to me, kissed me and pulled Gary’s cock toward me. She asked me to suck him through the nylon. His cocked filled my mouth and it felt wonderful. I used one of my hands to stroke his balls and I used the other hand to stroke Carol’s pussy. I was surrounded by nylon!

Gary withdrew out of my mouth and knelt between my legs to suck my cock. His touch was very different than a woman’s. It was harder, rougher, and more aggressive. I wasn’t going to last long, especially as Carol stood next to me, unhooked her bra, and stuck her tits in my face. I sucked and licked her nipples, they were long and hard. She tore a hole in her pantyhose and had me slip a finger in her very wet pussy. She was moaning, I was moaning, it was quite the scene. Predictably, I felt the orgasm start to boil in my cock. I stammered about coming in Gary’s mouth, Carol said to let it go, fill his mouth. I erupted with what felt like gallons. He milked my cock for all it’s cum and I was done, I looked down at his pantyhose covered ass and a grin with drips of cum along the sides of the mouth. That was wonderful I said, it was terrific. Carol suggested that we change places and that she would help me get started. Gary sat on the chair, his cock erect and his legs in pantyhose splayed out. Carol knelt between his legs and tucked the waist band of his pantyhose under his balls, freeing his cock. She stroked and licked his cock, and then started to seriously suck his cock. Her tits swayed with the intensity of her blowjob. I didn’t take me long to get hard again, and I slipped in behind Carol and stroked her ass and pussy. She stopped to get up and got a condom from her luggage. She slipped to condom on my escort ankara cock, slipped in between Gary’s legs, and resumed her sucking.

It was obvious what she wanted and I slipped my cock into her, stroking in and out. Her groans were muffled by Gary’s cock in her mouth. Having just had a mind blowing orgasm, I was in a good place, able to keep up an intense fucking pace without coming. I change speed, reached around to massage her tits, rub her nylon covered legs, fingered her clit, even slipped a finger in her ass through the pantyhose. After about 10 minutes, she came in an intense orgasm. Carol stood up on wobbly legs, grabbed a few pillows, tossed them on the floor and laid on her back. She spread her legs and beckoned me to continue fucking her. As I slid into her, Gary kneeled next to her face and she resumed sucking on his cock. I was able to massage his ass and balls through the hose he was wearing. After a few minutes, she stopped sucking his cock and asked if I would suck him. This was first suck of his cock uncovered. I slipped his cock into my mouth. It was hard and soft at the same time and felt velvety on my tongue. After some introductory strokes he started to really control the pace of the blowjob, sliding his cock in and out of my mouth, I tried to match the pace that I was fucking Carol.

After a while, he was close to coming. Carol had me stop fucking her, and she laid on the ground, with her legs around my shoulders stroking her clit. She wanted to see Gary cum in my mouth, so I concentrated on making him cum, milking his cock with my hand, sucking his cock as far down as I could, rubbing his pantyhose covered legs, and finally slipping a finger through his hose into his ass. This sent him over the top, and he erupted; warm, salty cum filling my mouth. I had to start swallowing, as I felt the cum leaking out along the sides of my mouth. He finished coming and withdrew his cock with a soft pop as it left my mouth. Carol pulled me toward her and kissed me deeply, her tongue swirling around the cum left in my mouth. I started to fuck her again, my cock still hard, her hand still stroking her clit. It wasn’t long before we both came, her first as I sucked on her hose covered toes, and then me, as Gary reach behind to stroke my balls and slid a finger in my ass.

I can’t wait for the next sales meeting!

The Poke-Her Party

The doorbell rings and I run to answer it as my husband, Adam, finishes setting up the poker table. Steve, Adam’s best friend since college, is the first guest to arrive. He takes a moment to look me over and I enjoy the attention. I’m wearing this sexy German beer girl outfit that Adam bought me. Given that I will be spending the rest of the day serving beer and snacks, lighting cigars and keeping our guests happy, he thought it would be the perfect outfit for me. Plus it shows off my big tits which are my best asset. My black heels turning my normal 5’5″ height into an even six feet. My long dark hair is curled and frames my 36DD chest quite nicely. My arms and legs are toned and tanned thanks to years of working out at the gym and laying in tanning beds. I may be 37, but I look ten years younger, thanks in part to genetics.

Steve takes one last look at my generous cleavage and then goes to find Adam in the dining room as I attend to more arriving guests. All total there are 11 guys here for Adam’s monthly poker party. Some of them are old friends we’ve known for years and some are more recent acquaintances.

Josh, one of Adam’s co-workers, grabs my ass as I lean over him to put a bowl of pretzels on the table. I push away his hand and playfully chastise him. “Now, now, Josh. You know the rules. No touching allowed.” He winks at me, “That’s what you say now.”

While most men wouldn’t want their wives anywhere near their boys night events, Adam enjoys having me there. He likes watching men hit on me and how turned on it makes me.

“Well, gentlemen,” he says once everyone has arrived. “How about if we start off with a couple practice matches first before we get on with the real game?” The guys start betting a few bucks to start as I wander around, serving beer and refilling the snack bowls.

The bets are starting to get higher when Adam finally announces that practice is over and the main event will begin. The guys immediately get excited. Adam calls me over. “Honey, show them what they’ll be bidding on first.”

I start untying the laces at the top of my dress and unthread them about halfway down. Then I pull the fabric down to expose my tits. My nipples are hard and I’m excited at what will happen next. Adam tells the men, “For this first match, the winner will have a minute to play with my wife’s tits.” I notice some of the guys spreading their legs a little wider as they sit to give their swelling cocks more room. I’m wet already.

The first round goes quickly and Josh is the winner. He smiles at me. “Told you so,” he says as I straddle him and lean over to give him better access. As Adam starts the timer, Josh massages my tits with his hands, his thumbs flicking across my nipples making them even harder. I moan with pleasure. Josh starts sucking on one breast as he continues massaging the other and then switches. I feel a hand on my ass and then hear Adam say, “Hey, hey, Todd. No touching allowed. Not until you win a hand.”

The ankara escort minute ends too soon and then Adam is announcing that I will be giving a hand massage to the dick of the next winner. Josh again wins and quickly unzips to expose his hardening cock. “Do I get to play with her tits while she plays with me?” he asks. Adam tells him no and Josh frowns, but once I start stroking him, he is in heaven, whispering me how much wants to bend me over the table and just fuck me right now. I don’t say it, but I secretly hope he’ll be doing that soon.

The timer goes off and I let go of Josh’s raging erection. I join Adam at the head of the table where he instructs me to lift my skirt. I expose my hairless pussy to the men as Adam tells them that the next winner will get to spend a minute fingering me and to let the other men know how wet I am. One of the newer guys, Chris, wins this round, much to Josh’s annoyance, and as I stand spread-legged in front of him, he runs his fingers along my lips, moistening them up before slipping a finger inside me. My back arches and I give out a gasp as he finger fucks me. He informs the rest of the men that I am soaking wet which excites them even more.

When Chris’s time is up, he pulls his hand away, licking my juices off them eagerly. When one of the guys asks him how I taste, he says, “Just like honey.”

“Well, since you guys are so eager to have a taste of her,” Adam says, “the next winner will get to go down on her until she cums.”

I’m excited now. For the past three days, Adam has made me abstain from sex and masturbation in lieu of this day. He’s wanted me horny and ready for this party and I’ve been going crazy. Finally I’ll be getting my first release.

Steve wins the round and, patting the table in front of him, tells me to hurry up and get my sweet ass over there. I sit on the edge of the table and spread my legs, leaning back so that my nipples point up to the ceiling. The other men eagerly watching, some of them absent-mindedly stroking their crotches while Steve dives in. He starts fingering me first, his thumb working on my clit. When it becomes more engorged he begins teasing it with his tongue while I whimper, enjoying the sensation. He slides a finger into my aching pussy and starts finger fucking me as he works my clit harder with his tongue. He adds another finger and then another until he’s got four in there. He twists his hand back and forth as he pounds me with a steady even tempo, all the while sucking and nibbling on my clit. Finally I feel the orgasm ripple through me and I cry out as I cum, wave upon wave of pleasure coursing through me. Steve eagerly laps up my cum and then helps me off the table. I kiss him on the lips, enjoying the taste of me on him.

“Now that my wife has cum, I think it’s time she made someone else cum. Next winner gets a blowjob.” Josh, a past winner of this round, tells some of the newer guys, “She can suck the chrome off tailpipe and boy does ankara escort bayan she love drinking cum.”

The round for this prize is fierce and people are trying to out bluff each other until finally a winner is called and it’s my husband. Adam, though, wanting to be a good host, decides to give his prize to Jack who is a first time player at the poker party. He seems a bit shy and fumbles a bit as he starts to undo his jeans. I kneel in front of him, take his hands off the zipper and tell him to just sit back and relax. I unzip him and take out this monster of a cock that startles me a bit. I decide to start by licking him first to get him harder. I run my tongue across the head, tasting the salty pre-cum, and then run my tongue up and down the shaft, holding it up with one hand while I start massaging his balls with the other.

I suck on his balls a bit while my hand strokes his now fully-erect member and I can hear him moaning. I’m finally ready to suck on him. I start with the head, teasing the end with my tongue while I take him partway into my mouth, my hand holding on to the base of his cock. Then I’m ready to deep throat him, wrapping my lips tight around him and sucking him all the way in and then back out again.

As I set the rhythm, I feel his hands take a hold of my hair as he starts telling me to suck harder and calls him his cock-sucking whore. I love the dirty talk and respond by working my mouth faster along while my hand squeezes tighter, acting like a cock ring. I can feel the orgasm even before he warns me and I time it just right so that his cock is deep in my throat when his jizz finally shoots out. I feel him shudder and call out and I wait until he’s finished before I pull his spent dick out of my mouth, relishing the taste of him.

Adam checks with me first to see if I’m ready for the next round and then tells everyone that the next winner will have his cock ridden by me. Ralph, a familiar face at this game, wins. Ever prepared, he opted to wear shorts to the game so he is quickly pantless and ready for me. I straddle his lap, guiding his cock into me as I sit on him and then I being to ride him, squeezing his cock with my cunt. He’s not very thick, but at eight inches long, he’s nice and deep in me. While I rock back and forth on him, moaning with pleasure, he plays with my tits and tells me how much he wants to feel me cum. His hands slide down my body as he takes a hold of my ass, pushing down on him so that he can bury himself even deeper.

My second orgasm is even more intense than the first and it is helped by Ralph suddenly pumping himself into my now sensitive pussy. He cums shortly after and I enjoy the feel of his juice shooting into me. I’m impatient now for the next game because I just want another hard cock in me now.

But Adam, knowing how much I’m aching for more, teases me by saying that two more games have to be played. “The winners of both games will fuck my wife at the same time. One escort ankara in her mouth and one in her pussy. The first winner has dibs on which ever end he wants.”

Josh wins the first round and immediately calls my pussy. The next winner is Shawn, a newer participant in this game. I get on my hands and knees in front of Shawn’s chair while Josh comes around from his, his jeans now discarded. Soon I’m being pumped from both ends while Adam’s other guests cheer them both on. Ever so often I feel an errant hand grab a breast and then Adam reminding people that they can’t play until they win.

Shawn comes quickly, but Josh is determined to fuck me for as long as he can. He slaps my ass as he pounds me deep. Without a cock in my mouth, I’m free to scream with pleasure. I can hear Adam’s friends just begging him to let them take Shawn’s place, but he tells them that they just need to be patient and they’ll have a turn.

Finally Josh lets out a roar as he fills me up with his seed. When he pulls out, I can feel it dripping out of me. The other men help me to my feet, mostly to cop a feel. Adam is calling for the next round, but the guys are impatient.

“Fine, fine,” he says. “Game’s over. Honey, I think it’s time for you to serve dessert.”

I’m so happy. I kiss him on the cheek. I climb on to the table, spread my legs and pull the closest man to me. I don’t even remember his name and at this point I don’t care. All I want is his cock in me. He starts to pound me while the other guys watch, cheer him on and reach out to grope me. I cum again and am filled with more jizz. Another man pulls me off the table, bends me over it and takes me from behind.

Adam gets the men to carry me off to the guest room. On the big platform bed it’s easier for me to pleasure several men at once. I lose track of who is who. All I see are cocks of various sizes and shapes. In my mouth, pounding my pussy or being put in my hand. The men fuck me more than once, taking a break while other guys pound me and then coming back. Steve and Josh at one point decide to see if they can fill my pussy up with both there cocks. I climb on to Steve as Josh straddles me and I feel both their stiff cocks slide into my pussy, stretching it out. It feels like one giant cock and I love it. With a third cock slipped into my mouth, I’m in heaven.

After a couple hours, the party ends with all the men, sans my husband, standing over me and jacking off any cum they have left all over my spent body. I love my bukaki shower and rub their seed into my skin and lick the rest off of my fingers.

As I lay there exhausted, happy and full of cum, Adam helps our guests find their clothes and thanks them for coming (both figuratively and literally). They all tell him how much they can’t wait for the next poker party.

Once they are gone, Adam comes to check on me. “How ya feeling?” he asks as he gently caresses me.

“Sleepy. I need a nap.”

“Well, you get some rest. I’ll clean up the place.” He gestures towards the hidden camera in the room used to record the events of the day. “Later we can watch our new movie and I can give you some more cock to play with. How’s that sound?”

“Lovely,” I tell him, excited that the fucking is not over yet.

The Photo Shoot

Mark could see concern in his girlfriend Catherine’s eyes as they pulled up to a run down, definitely sketchy, industrial building in a downtrodden area of the city. At first, Mark wondered if he entered the wrong address into his GPS, but, there next to a metal, windowless door was a sign for “West End Photography”.

A few days earlier, Catherine had lunch with a friend active in the local art scene. She raved about a new photographer who known for erotic, sensual work and was rumored to uncannily capture the internal essence of a person, but was still building his portfolio, so his rates were ridiculously low. Intrigued, she told Mark about the photographer that evening. Each had a shared fantasy of not only being watched, but having the moment captured. Although they had role played the fantasy many times, they never actually contemplated going through with it. Neither knew anyone they trusted enough to be their fantasy voyeur photographer. They realized that an opportunity had appeared and were determined to follow though. The sex they had that night, fueled by their fantasy, was hot, dirty, and utterly nasty. Mark contacted the photographer, Fabio, the next day and after discussing what they wanted, set up a photo shoot.

Mark and Catherine were underwhelmed when they stepped into a dingy looking, mostly bare lobby with an unattended desk and the beats of techno coming from a doorway to their left. Catherine looked at Mark with a slight nervous grin and a hint of trepidation on her face, with a quick nod of her head towards the door, set off towards it with an air of hesitation.

They walked down a dimly lit hallway towards another open door and the louder beats of techno music. Cautiously, they peered around the door frame and looked out at a brightly lit, but large, empty studio with various pieces furniture scattered about; formal dining chairs, recliners, duvets, several beds of different designs and a few couches. The studio was completely walled in but there was no ceiling, just open above to the buildings roof, a full story above. A closed door was centered in a wall across the studio to the left. They entered the studio holding hands, looking around for the photographer Fabio. The music was loud but not overbearing. As they looked around the large room, the closed door suddenly opened. The man that stepped into the room appeared to be about their age, clean shaven with a mop of brown hair and not much taller or heavier than Mark. He was wearing a paint stained and tattered plain gray tee shirt, cargo shorts and flip flops. He flashed a huge grin and shouted “Ciao!” in an accent that sounded a bit un-Italian to Mark. He approached them with a confident stride, hand outstretched to Marks, “I am so happy to see you!” he almost shouted over the din of the music. “Un momento!” he said after shaking Marks hand. He grabbed a remote from an end table and the din of the music decreased drastically.

“You must be Mark and you mio caro, you must be Catherine” he gushed.

“Sorry about that, I wasn’t paying attention to the time. I like to sway to the beat when I get ready for a shoot.” he said. Looking Catherine up and down, he could feel the stirrings in his cock. He thought to himself how much he would love to bring this lioness to heat and watch her writhe in pleasure. Catherine blushed under his lustful gaze, she could feel the stirrings of heat in her loins as her voyeur photographer’s eyes lingered on her breasts and lower.

“Fine” both Mark and Catherine blurted out. Looking at each other, they started chuckling.

With a hesitation and nervousness in his voice, Mark asked Fabio, “How did you want us to start?”

Fabio took a large step back, raised his hands palm out and formed an L shape with his hands. Squinting with one eye, he looked at the cute couple through the box his hands formed.

“Yes, yes” he murmured. “I can see it, yes. A couple, separated, coming together.” He circled around them, a critical eye appraising the young couple. He stopped in front of them and scanned the studio, and murmured, mostly to himself, “Where to begin, where to start?”

Smiling, he said, “Ah!, got it.”

With a quick stride, he made a direct line for a part of the studio with a large canopy bed and an old fashioned claw foot tub. Walking around bed and past the tub to an area filled with odd, ends and movable props, he pulled a rolling wall with a window in the center over between the bed and tub.

He walked around the other side of the moving wall and said, “And from here, your voyeur will peek in on you. Yes, it’s all forming now, I can see it.” The excitement was evident in his voice. Coming over to Catherine, he said “And you mio caro, you will be returning home and you’ll prepare yourself for your lover, returning too you. Yes, that is where we start.”

“Did you bring anything special you wanted to wear? Or use?” he asked.

“Yes, I brought my favorite nighty” Catherine replied blushing, her chin lowered. She withdrew ankara escort a pale white, sheer, short gown with spaghetti straps from a small bag she carried.

Fabio looked it over and said “Yes, yes, this will work nicely.” In his minds eye, he could see her in this, her breasts covered, yet clearly visible through the translucent material.

“And I brought, a robe and some boxers” Mark said.

Looking at the couple, Fabio said, “OK, we’ll start with Catherine first, she’ll be the focus. After a couple of settings, we’ll bring Mark in.”

Taking Catherine by the hand, Fabio led her towards the door he entered from. “There is a changing room and a makeup area in there. There are also some costumes you can wear. Think, you’re returning home from the gym. I’ll take care of everything when you come out.”

Catherine found the dressing room packed with racks of costumes and regular clothes. She sorted through a rack of gym type shorts and tops. Catherine selected a simple white tank top and a pair of red shorts. She slipped out of her shirt and shorts and put them in a bag. She thought for a moment and decided that since this was an erotic shoot and all she brought was her nighty, she’d forgo a bra and her panties. Slipping on the tank top and shorts, she slipped her tennis shoes back on and turned to the door. She was ready.

Catherine returned to the studio wearing a simple white tank top and red shorts. Both Mark and Fabio couldn’t help but be mesmerized as her C cup breasts bounced freely under the tank top. Both became hard quickly at the alluring sight. The short red shorts accentuated her figure in ways she couldn’t see, but both Mark and Fabio could feel their lust rising.

“How does this look?” Catherine asked. She knew she didn’t need to ask the question, she could see the fire in their eyes.

“You look marvelous la mia signora sexy” Fabio responded with a husky voice. “Un momento” he said as he quickly moved to the changing room door.

Mark took Catherine in his arms and looked deep in her eyes, “You look so fucking hot. Are we really, really sure about this? Because I’m completely turned on right now.”

Catherine kissed Mark deep and hard, her tongue flicking and touching his. “Yes, I think I’m as turned on as you are.”

Mark looked sheepishly at Catherine and said, “I’m pretty sure Fabio is just as turned on by you as I am.”

“Does that bother you?” Catherine asked.

“Surprisingly, no” Mark responded.

Fabio returned with several cameras and asked if Catherine and Mark were ready. Fabio asked Mark to simply hang out behind him and when it was time, they would discuss the next steps

Picking up a squirt bottles, Fabio turned to Catherine and said “I’m going to spritz you with some water, so it seems that you have just returned from the gym.” Fabio lightly sprayed cool water on Catherine’s face and hair, down her arms, her legs and dampened her top. Not enough to soak it, but enough of the cool water made it through the fabric that her skin reacted and her nipples hardened to rock hard points tenting the fabric.

“Perfect” Fabio said, admiring his work. He pointed to a door and told Catherine to open the door and walk to the bed when he said “enter”. She dutifully scampered out the door and closed it.

Fabio started undressing. As his clothes were shed and Fabio’s semi-erect cock came into view, Mark was silently glad that Fabio wasn’t hung like a horse. Fabio was perhaps a bit longer than him, but not so much that Mark would develop any animosity. Mark thought to himself that perhaps this would turn into a fulfillment of a fantasy he shared with Catherine.

“Enter” Fabio shouted. Catherine opened the door quickly and entered. Even though she knew Fabio worked nude, he was momentarily shocked to see him in the flesh behind the camera and Mark standing behind him looking at her lustily.

As Fabio continued to snap pictures, he said to Catherine, “Walk over to the bed, sit down and raise your left leg up to take off your shoes.” Catherine quickly complied.

As she sat down on the bed and raised her leg, Fabio said,” Spread your legs a little wider honey”. As she did so, Fabio was down on one knee directly in front of her. She could tell that he was taking shot after shot of her barely covered crotch. A lusty grin spread across her face as she looked in Marks eyes, seeing his lust for her rising and a glance at his pants showed a tent rising.

She removed her shoe and dropped it. As she was raising her other leg Fabio told her to keep her thighs spread a part. She could feel herself getting wetter as she unlaced the shoe.

Fabio stood up, his cock rock hard and walked behind the movable window.

As he continued to take pictures, he said to Catherine, “Face the window an slowly remove your top.” Catherine did so, all the while watching the look on Marks face.

“This is for us” she thought, their fantasy come to life.

The tight tank ankara escort bayan top caught under Catherine’s breasts and when it slipped over them, releasing them, they bounced delightfully. As she tossed the top onto the bed, she caught the look in Marks eyes. She could tell that he really wanted nothing more than to ravage her right then and there.

Fabio said to Catherine, “Turn around, and slide the shorts off, bend over as you slide them down.” Again, Catherine complied. She hooked her thumbs into the waistband and slowly slid the red shorts down over her shapely hips. As she bent her ass thrust back. Fabio took shot after shot, his own lust rising, precum dripping from his raging cock.

“Step out and turn around slowly” he said to Catherine, his obvious lust dripping from each word. Catherine turned toward him, her full breasts on display, her pubic hair trimmed into a neat, thin stripe.

Fabio said to Catherine, “Spread your feet about shoulder width apart and slowly raise your arms as if you’re stretching high.” Catherine spread her legs apart and slowly raised her arms over her head, eyes partly closed, but also watching Mark, displaying herself for him. She added slow Twists to the left and right.

Fabio turned to look at Mark and said “If you would, go ahead and turn on the water to the tub, get it as hot as you desire. Then go ahead and change into just the robe you brought.” Mark moved quickly to the antique, white claw foot tub and turned the water on. He couldn’t take his eyes off of Catherine as Fabio continued to direct her movements. Bend here, twist there, and the one move that almost made him rip his clothes off was her bending over, legs spread wide, and her dripping pussy in plain view. He wanted nothing more that to lick all the wetness up and feast on her clit, his tongue searching and exploring her slit.

The water running, Mark first thought to change in the changing room, but thought, since everyone else was nude, he would just put the robe on there. Catherine watched him as he quickly shed his clothes, his cock thick and harder than she thought she’d ever seen. Looking at his cock, dripping wet with is own excitement added to her own. She wanted him badly then and there.

As Mark finished putting on his robe, Fabio added some bubble bath to the running water. He had Catherine test the temperature to make sure it was comfortable for her. Fabio, still behind the movable window, had Catherine slide into the tub and allow the bubbles and water to obscure her. After several minutes of the scene, Fabio had Catherine dry off and walk toward the bed. He moved the window closer to the side of the bed.

“For this scene Catherine, Mark has not returned yet, but you are still incredibly horny. You need some relief” Fabio said.

“There are some toys in the nightstand drawer next to you and some lube. Pick something that you might like and just be you” he said.

Catherine opened the drawer and saw several different toys, all unopened and several different types of lube. She selected a nice rabbit and opened the package. As she ran her hand slowly over the shaft, she looked in Marks eyes and let a mischievous grin spread across her lips. Keeping her eyes on him, she lubed the shaft and then ran some over her already dripping pussy. Catherine took a pillow and laid it down, then lay on it, elevating her hips. Another pillow she put behind her head. Looking directly at Mark, she began to run the shaft of the rabbit up and down her slit, spreading her lips. she activated it and felt the pleasant buzz of the vibrator on her skin. The sensations of the rabbit, her fingers spreading her lips and the look of pure lust on Marks face excited her more than she’d ever been.

She slowly inserted the shaft into her a bit at at time, withdrawing some and thrusting in again. Flicking another switch, the shaft began to rotate and she drove it deeper, the ears of the rabbit now stimulating her clit.

Fabio continued to click away, moving the window to different positions as Catherine masturbated on the bed, seeming aware of only Marks presence. He was torn between his need to continue photographing this tanned beauty or sinking his aching cock into her.

Marks breathing was shallow, his cock straining and the head wet. The robe he was wearing no longer tied open, just hanging on his shoulders. He wanted nothing more than to drive Catherine to orgasm, to feel her shudder and shake, to hear her moans of ecstasy.

Catherine closed her eyes as she drove the rabbit into her, holding it as the shaft rotated in her, the ears vibrating on her clit. She was close to an enormous orgasm. She could feel herself at the edge of a cliff, ready to leap off. She was moments from cumming hard when Fabio’s voice made it through her lust filled fog.

“OK Catherine, it’s time for Mark to join you”.

Her breathing deep, ragged, catching, she reluctantly withdrew the rotating shaft. She smiled at Mark and motioned escort ankara him over with a come hither motion of her finger.

Mark stepped towards the bed, his robe open, his cock throbbing with need and the head glistening wet with his pre cum. He didn’t dare touch it in fear that he would explode.

Fabio continued to photograph the couple as Mark paused by the foot of the bed. It was clear to Fabio that the lovers had blocked out all the world but what existed between the two of them. He hoped that he could capture their visions in his lens.

“Slowly let the robe fall from your shoulders, then climb on the bed and sit back on your heels at Catherine’s feet” Fabio said. Mark let the robe fall away from his shoulders and climbed on the bed as Fabio had directed.

Fabio came out from behind the window, his hard, bobbing cock, wet with precum caught both Catherine’s and Marks attention. It was impossible not to stare. Fabio pretended not to notice his subjects gaze as he approached Mark.

“I want you to hold Catherine’s leg, up here on your chest and rub her calf, down her thigh as if you are massaging her tired muscles” he said to Mark. Fabio resumed taking photographs as Mark began to massage Catherine’s calf, working his hands up and down her leg. Fabio moved so he looked up Catherine’s body. Pausing for a moment, he told Catherine to bend her knee and spread her legs.

Catherine spread her legs, the petals of her glistening pussy opening up. She tried to avoid staring at Fabio’s cock, but was relentlessly drawn to it. She could easily compare her Marks cock and Fabio’s since they were both in front of her. To her, they were similar. She wondered if she could tell the difference between them. If she were blindfolded, could she tell? She began to wonder if this was an opportunity to fulfill a long held fantasy, having two men at once?

As Mark massaged Catherine’s leg, he was aware that Fabio was hovering around. He glanced back and saw Fabio’s hard, wet cock. He looked at Catherine and saw that her gaze was fixed on Fabio’s cock. As he worked her leg higher and closer to her dripping pussy, he watched her eyes flicking back and forth between Fabio and himself. He wondered if she was thinking of their shared fantasy of including someone else.

Fabio told Mark to move higher on Catherine’s body but avoid her obviously aroused vagina. Mark dutifully complied and massaged Catherine’s abdomen and her breasts. Catherine moaned as Marks hands found her breasts and began to need them. His thumbs circled her hardened nipples arousing her even more. She began to move her hips and her hands began to roam Marks body.

Fabio had moved to the side of the bed, continuing to capture the heated couple on film. He could see Catherine was wildly aroused, she was very wet and her hands and arms were touching Mark wherever she could reach him. He also noticed that she kept glancing at this cock, bouncing just out of reach. He began to have hope that he would soon sink himself deep into her.

Mark and Catherine began to kiss passionately, their tongues intertwining, searching for each other desperately. The breathing in fast pants. Mark leaned down to suck on Catherine’s ear and she moaned lustily, her hands grabbing and kneading Marks back. Her nails dragged up Marks skin leaving thin red trails of her passion behind.

Mark whispered in her ear, “I’ve seen you staring at his cock. I think you want it buried deep in you. Don’t you?”

Catherine moaned “YES! I want his cock. Do you want me to have it?” There was a hint of pleading in Catherine’s voice.

“This is your chance babe” Mark said. “I know he want’s it. He wants to sink his cock in you, your mouth, your pussy, maybe even your ass.” Catherine writhed against Marks body, her mouth frantically seeking his.

“Fuck me baby, please, fuck me” Catherine moaned loud enough for Fabio to hear her.

“Mark, lick Catherine’s nipples, and then I want to get some shots of you eating her out, really driving her crazy” Fabio said, lust dripping with each word. Mark moved quickly to carryout Fabio’s command. Fabio stood with his thighs against the side of the bed, his cock tantalizingly close to Catherine’s hand. She was torn between about reaching out and grasping Fabio’s hard, dripping cock.

Catherine grabbed Marks head and pulled him back for a deep, tongue lashing kiss. She turned his head and licked his ear and said huskily “I want his cock baby, I want it bad.” Mark looked her in the eyes with a lusty grin and nodded his head OK.

Catherine’s breathing was panting, her chest heaving up and down, her body squirming as Mark licked and kissed his way down her stomach. His hands rubbing and kneading her spread thighs, he kissed all around the top of her mound. He ran his chin through her narrow stripe of hair centered above her clit.

Fabio’s camera was centered on Mark as he began to lap Catherine’s heated pussy. He clearly captured Mark’s tongue splitting her lips, his mouth sucking one lip and then the other. He looked down when he felt a hand on his cock. Catherine’s hand wrapped around his throbbing member and began sliding up the shaft and over the head, getting slick from the copious amounts of precum leaking from the head.

The Past Pt. 02: The Present

‘You must be Terry.’

William was a big guy. Tall, built and with a shock of raven black hair parted in the middle that hung in foppish locks. It was the kind of hair I use to have when I was ten years younger. And it wasn’t cool then. But somehow that son of a bitch pulled it off.

He was ruggedly handsome with a firm jaw and strong hands that were currently clutching a bunch of flowers. I was suddenly acutely aware of my surroundings, my state of undress, the semi naked and freshly fucked condition of William’s wife and the cum that currently spattered our bodies and trickled from Gemma’s pussy.

I stood and turned to face him. Adrenaline had flooded my body preparing for the fight I unconsciously knew would be coming. He had size on his side as well as reach. I could only hope my daily runs and free weights would give me the edge on speed.

Gemma hadn’t said anything, she’d barely moved. She just lay on the couch, coyly pulling her babydoll over her breasts and down over her cum-covered pussy.

He stepped forward, tossing the flowers in the nearby bin and I tensed. ‘You okay honey?’ He asked looking past me, his look stern. She nodded, licking absently at her fingers. He half smiled. ‘She’s a good fuck, isn’t she?’ He said, staring at me as he unbuttoned his coat and threw it over the back of the sofa. At first I didn’t say anything, I was convinced he was lulling me into a false sense of security. Even after he’d taken off his suit jacket, rolled up his sleeves, poured himself a drink and sat opposite his freshly fucked wife.

I was still standing, cock on show, French knickers still hugging my backside. He glanced at me, his eyes lingering on my manhood for a moment too long.

‘Have a seat.’ He said gesturing to the space next to his wife. I did as I was asked, lowering myself to the seat but staying near the edge, just in case.

William took a sip of the amber fluid in the heavy base glass and sighed, eyeing the pair of us.

‘So,’ He said leaning forward, ‘Did you squirt for him?’ Gemma blushed and nodded. He smiled and turned to me. ‘And you came in her?’ I nodded. His calm demeanour ankara escort was unsettling. He seemed to be enjoying it. I could also see the bulge growing in his trousers. ‘And you sucked your cum from her pussy and spat it in her mouth?’

I nodded again. My own cock was starting to harden again. I noticed Gemma’s hand had begun drifting between her legs.

I wasn’t entirely sure what was happening. If I hadn’t known any better I would have accused them of setting me up.

‘You like the taste of cum?’ William asked, leaning back at last, the outline of his cock large and its girth straining against his trousers. I nodded again sharing a glance with Gemma who was flushed with arousal and the slight movement of his wrist told me that she was working her clit.

William worked his eyes up and down me as he unbuttoned his trousers and pulled his thick cock from what looked like a spandex thong. This guy was a nineties throw back with an eighties attitude. ‘Why don’t you taste mine?’ A wave of raw arousal clashed with an opposite surge of fear. I’d experimented in the past but it had been a long time and I had decided that although I was interested in men it wasn’t something I wanted to pursue. I’d shut that side of me away. For forever I thought. I shook my head.

William smiled again. ‘So you fuck my wife, fill her pussy with you cum then spit it in her mouth and you won’t get on your knees, in your sissy panties, and suck my dick?’

‘I’m sorry.’ I said at last.

William moved with such speed I didn’t even have time to blink. He was on his feet dragging me to my knees before I knew what was happening.

His stiff rod bounced millimetres from my face as he leaned down.

‘You fuck my wife and you can’t bring yourself to show me the same courtesy?’

I glanced over at Gemma who had frozen in place, her hand still, fingers buried deep into her pussy, watching to see what I’d do next. I looked back at his cock, breathing in it’s earthy scent. My own cock was throbbing. William loomed above me his hands clamped to the sides of my head.

I sighed. I could resist. I ankara escort bayan could let violence ensue. For all I knew he could force himself on me and it wasn’t like I didn’t want to taste it. I opened my lips and took his entire length in my mouth. Shorter than my cock, but thicker I took it all in easily, working my lips up and down in a smooth motion. I thought I’d feel repulsed. I thought I’d feel a sense of wrongness but as I worked that thick meat in and out of my mouth all I felt was desire. I could feel precum dripping from my cock just as I felt a hand grip it firmly and start to work it back and forth.

I opened my eyes and found Gemma kneeling down next to me, one hand working my cock the other massaging William’s balls. I pulled away and kissed Gemma, the taste of William’s pre-cum mingling as our tongues danced around each other. She pulled away and then took his cock in her mouth. I watched her frantically work his cock. I leaned down and started to kiss and bite her nipples pushing two fingers into her still soaked hole.

She whimpered as I started to finger fuck her, her thighs trembling. She started to work William’s cock faster in time with my finger fucking. I stopped and stood pushing my wet fingers into William’s mouth who sucked at them eagerly. Then I kissed him. I have no idea why, I’ve never kissed a man nor ever wanted to. But there I was all the same kissing him passionately. My left hand moved down pulling Gemma’s hair tight as she worked back and forth on William’s dick. The right moved down to William’s waist and fully pulled down his thong before pushing a finger into his ass. He didn’t flinch, he just took it as I worked his ring.

He began to fuck Gemma’s face but before he could reach release she pulled away and took my cock in her mouth letting William’s spit covered meat slap and roll about her face. I sighed as Gemma expertly worked my manhood whilst she frantically worked her clit.

William obviously grew tired of watching suddenly lifting Gemma bodily onto the sofa with a grunt and in a single motion pushed his manhood fully into her. She moaned as his escort ankara width stretched her pussy. He was relentless, brutal. He was staring into her eyes, slamming his cock into her with such force her whole body shock from the impact, tits bouncing up and down, her hands reaching for them, fingers teasing and pulling at her own nipples.

She moaned and writhed beneath his onslaught as I moved above her and pushed my cock down her throat. She choked as I kept pushing til my length was all the way down her throat. I leaned forward and kissed William again. He was rough, his tongue forcing its way into my mouth. He bit my lip.

As I throat fucked Gemma I could feel myself getting close. ‘Let me fuck her ass.’ I said, getting up, my cock falling from Gemma’s mouth with a gasped slurp, and moving next to William. Instead of allowing me to get beneath Gemma he quickened his pace, determined to climax and end the impromptu threesome. He was like a machine, his arse working like a piston, his cock stretching her out, his balls slamming into her. I watched his ass working back and forth, his thigh muscles bulging.

He started to grunt. Gemma started to pant. Their own orgasms were building. Mine was ebbing. It was my turn to take charge. I shoved William forward, Gemma instinctively wrapping her arms and legs around him. I didn’t think, I just acted. I spread his ass cheeks and rammed my cock into him fully. No warning, no teasing, no fingering to loosen him up. I wanted to hurt him. Humiliate him. Make him pay for what he did to me 5 years ago. But on top of that I want to fuck his ass. Cross that line. Squeeze my meat in to another man’s anus.

He cried out as I fucked him relentlessly, pushing his whole body dictating his own thrusts into Gemma. He fought against me but Gemma and I had him pinned. He didn’t want to enjoy it but I could feel him pushing back against me, pushing me deeper still. He shuddered and I felt his ass tighten as he exploded inside Gemma. She cried out in orgasmic pleasure. It was the final straw and I started to pump harder.

‘No!’ William roared struggling to push me free but Gemma pulled him down and kissed him as I, with a cry of pleasure, came hard inside his anus pumping load after load of hot cum into him before flopping forward spent.

We all lay there for a moment panting and exhausted.

‘Get the fuck off of me.’ Grunted William.

The Nude Wedding Reception

A humorous but erotic story about a wedding reception gone wrong, and how the guest decided to make the best of it. I was writing this for the Humor/Satire category, but it fits in several others and I felt (Group) was the most compatible. As always, all characters portrayed are over the age of 18, and the story is pure fiction.

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Small nude weddings are nothing new, but mostly it is naturist that have them. The story I am about to tell you is about a nude reception that was not planned to be.

My wife had planned this wedding for over two years, it was not a large event, and the reception was held in a private home, a mansion you might consider it, built like a rustic lodge, a large one in the middle of acres of woods, the driveway is a half mile long. Being in a cold climate, in fact in northern Maine. My father-in-law built the house to provide an escape from the cold weather in the winter. He built it with a separate building connected in the back, it had a large rustic room fitting for that area of Maine. He even managed to make the pool look a little like a wilderness pond.

Everything was going according to plan, we had the wedding in the Church before we gathered at the house. Of course like all good plans, things can go wrong, a snow storm made things more difficult and kept some older relatives from even coming to the wedding, and even more pass on the reception. I am guessing the median age of our guest was in the 30’s. Everyone honored the no children request which was a surprise to me, I have some real asshole relatives that like to defy others request, it’s kind of a Maine mentality too.

All was going fine, the drinks were flowing, the more wealthy friends of my in-laws were standing around in a group talking, kind of did the birds of a feather thing, and were in their own world.

Then the nightmare started, and a nightmare of extreme proportions it was. Five mask gunmen with automatic rifles appeared as they entered the three doors to the outside. The music stopped and people froze in absolute fear. As soon as they had all the doors but the one to the house chained shut. One guarded it, as one cleared the house, that had only a couple of people in it anyway. Once they felt comfortable that things were secure, they rounded up all the guest and caterers in one corner. I knew some of the guest were armed, it’s Maine. I was actually more worried about them doing something stupid, then I was the gunmen. These were not everyday thugs, these people knew what they were doing. There had been a couple of similar events like this pulled off in the state in the last year, all involving the wealthy, and no one has been hurt. In the one that I had read about, the thieves were similarly dressed, and required all the guest to strip naked, and took their clothes, giving them a longer get-a-way time. It sounded like this might have been them.

I can’t lie, even though I had quite a raucous bachelor party with strippers, I was a little turned on with the thought of seeing my wife’s hot friends, the bridesmaids nude. Also, the caterers had some hot girls working.

Only two of the actors involved in the robbery spoke, one gave the commands and one other one would converse with him privately. The one that spoke with us, had a mic in his mask I am guessing, as his altered voice came out of a bluetooth speaker mounted on his chest. Sounded funny, but no one laughed we were all petrified.

The order then came to strip off all our clothes, everyone kind of froze. I decided that my bride and I needed to provide leadership, we did not want anyone to get hurt. We started first, most of us had a lot of clothes on with tuxes and cumber buns etc. Woman with fancy dresses and undergarments.

I was first to be naked, I wanted to hurry, so I could help my bride, and then have time to watch the other hot girls strip, because at the time, I thought it might be the only good thing resulting from the robbery.

We were ordered to move to the dance floor away from the clothes all over the floor. It was quite a sight to see, I did not even think about being naked myself at that point we were all in the same boat. I could see a lot of people were cold, and my father-in-law pleaded for them to let him turn up the heat, and one escorted him to the thermostat. Because of the pool the addition was equipped with quite a heating system, but it was going to take a while to catch up.

Two gunmen were going around picking up all the clothes and belongings, just packing everything up in boxes they brought to sort out later, and were making sure to get the jewelry people had on. They wanted everything of value, one waited for Trish to remove her clit piercing, it had a real pearl. They took everything made of cloth, tablecloths napkins, most of the drapes, anything that could be used to fashion some temporary clothes. Electronics, everything worth fencing. They knew what they were doing. They were in a hurry of course, and the fact that it was still snowing and blowing ankara escort made getting out of there more urgent. They left a smaller TV by the pool, that we would later use to check the weather after they left, and it was not good.

So what do you do?

Here is what we had: food, booze, other drinks, music, and a dance floor.

What we did not have anymore: money, phones, clothes, shoes

Doors: bolted, chained

Options: Send someone for help, with a drape wrapped around them in a snowstorm to get frostbite who knows where, if they even made it, ther wait for someone to get there would be long.

Or, we could just Party Naked!

We had enough food, for 48 hours, we only had half the crowd because of the storm.

So I told our DJ to pretend it was normal reception. And we went over the standard program together. My father-in-law retrieved an old boom box that had no value to the thieves, fortunately his music cd’s were homemade playlist with no value to them as well.

Plan was to go on with the first dance, garter toss, cut the cake etc., they were kind enough to leave my bride with her garter making her the best dressed, and not to mention the best looking person there.

But first things first,

Cocktail hour:

Get people buzzed, so they don’t spend the night trying to cover their privates in vain. There were already signs of excitement in many penis’s, nipples and vaginas.

Here is how things went down, First Dance:

No real problem for Bride and Groom

Bride and Father dance, fun to watch them trying not to touch bodies, brides nipples did touch dads chest once or twice. Then there was her dads penis, well let’s just say the booze relaxed everything but it. Trying not to look at your naked daughter, focusing instead on her hot naked friends, as they stand around and watch, apparently got him excited. Let’s just say, it was a short dance, dad then scurried off, and found a place off by himself, trying to pretend to look out the window as his weiner returned to normal.

Bride and Father-in-law:

My dad is not a perv, but drinking can make him do inappropriate things at times. Trish, was a little trashed too, she likes dad, how much? Enough to hold him against her body as they danced, and put her head on his shoulder. Dad, well he is old enough to not get a total hardon at that point, but young enough for us to see his half hard cock, sticking out between his daughter-in-law’s legs. No problem for Trish, she is a slut when drinking, and let’s face it, if your wedding was going this bad, or unexpected, have another drink, and she did. Then there was the traditional little kiss after the dance, but she gave him some tongue, grabbed his naked ass cheeks, and pulled him tight against her even harder. I have to say I was a little proud of the old guy, never seen him erect before, and Trish did not seem to mind it rubbing against her pussy’s lips. He was all smiles despite the embarrassment of the boner, can I blame him? But he soon was off with her dad, by the cold windows waiting for the swelling to go down.

Speeches and Toasts:

More booze to help lower inhibitions. Slurred, confusing speeches, inappropriate toast

Dinner:

Sitting down with limited cover of tables no tablecloths, no chair covering, all taken by thieves, so we could not use them as cover.

Things said by guest as they sat down on the bare metal chairs, Oh My.. Fuck.. Damn, all these things ended with “that’s cold”

Things not heard, “I like your dress.” “Is that a new necklace?”

Things heard, “that’s a nice tattoo, did it hurt as bad as the nipple piercings?” “Mine used to be perky like that.” “I would have that mole looked at if I were you.”

Garter Toss:

Time for the garter toss, I could not wait. I wanted to see how you remove a garter from your bride, without giving everyone a real nice view of her beautiful unobstructed bald pussy. I sat Trish down on a chair, I got one that was already warmed up by someone’s ass. I wondered how long it would be until Trish started feeling the champagne. Trish did not eat much nor did I, your nervous enough under normal conditions, being robbed, ordered to strip, and now naked at your reception puts you over the top. She was just so beautiful naked, I was kind of past being embarrassed, and so proud to have the hottest girl in the house, and all of her on display.

I got on my knee, trying not to flash my ass and balls to everyone, but how do you do that. Trish started giggling as I tried to pull the garter off with her legs closed up. She finally let out another giggle and lifted the garter leg in the air giving everyone a pretty good view of her freshly waxed genitalia. The crowd was pretty much as noisy as I remember at other weddings during this part, except for the wolf whistles. I helped her up, so she could throw it to about 5 bachelors lined up, one was my best man. Trish, looked at them, and turned to me and the crowd and said quite ankara escort bayan loudly, “I see two cocks that are about halfway to hard, what if we do something different, this sure is a different kind of reception anyway. I heard some yells to go for it, and I added mine to it, little did I know what she had in mind.

Trish called her maid of honor, and court. She barked out instructions to them, pick a guy and help him get his pole up, we are going to have a ring toss with the garter. Wow, I had no idea what she had in mind, if it was something she seen, heard about, or just made up.

She was one girl short, so she lined up too. Most to the girls stroked their man to get them hard, not my Trish, she got on her knees, and blew him. To her credit, her guy was the first to obtain a full erection, and I had to tap her on the shoulder to get her to stop.

OK, here is the deal, guys lie down, girls at their feet, the object is to get the garter over your man’s post, if you get a ringer, you get to take him to the pool, and do what the two of you want to each other. no judgment. But she said if you don’t, there will be more turns until every girl gets their own hard cock to use as they please. She looked at me, and said, “you know I have to play by the same rules?”

“Sure sweetie, we had that discussion when we got engaged, that we were not going to give up having fun, unless we start a family, then it will be family fun.” Not sure we had something like this in mind when we came up with that, but I thought at the time we were going to continue our open relationship that we have had for 4 years of dating, and engagement.

The games began, the maid of honor went first and almost got one, a leaner you would call this. Trish, “New rule added, next person in line has to retrieve the garter, and make sure her target is still erect.” Abby was up next, and crawled up between his legs to retrieve the garter, and gave her target’s larger than average cock a taste, just a few strokes even though it was still erect, just to make sure, or maybe she just wanted a sample of what she might get. She took her turn, and did better, it was a little hung up on his big knob, but Trish ruled it a ringer, but only after she examined it close up, grabbed it, and gave it a little squeeze and shake till it fell all the way on. Then he got up and took Abby by the hand and headed to the pool, undid the child gate, and they disappeared behind the half wall. A couple of near misses in a row before another couple made the walk to the pool. 2 down 3 to go. Next round Trish put one over my best man, and good friend Rick’s cock, she cheated and leaned forward quite a bit, I always did think she was hot for him, and this was her chance to sample his sex skills. Eventually they all were paired up in the pool, and first reports from there were that there was a lot of action, resulting in little white ropes of cum floating all around on their way to the pool filter.

Back at the dance floor the DJ had some music on geared to the 50-60 year old crowd. Not many of them, as most of the older guest did not want to be caught in the storm, little did they know what fun they might have had. I was enjoying watching the dancers, and the others that were fooling around. I completely forgot about our guest, and wedding party that were in the pool.

Got some information that I did not need to know, and would not have if it was not for this situation. For instance, I would have never known that Gram and Gramps were shaved down there. They both looked happy, Gramps was with Trish’s grandma, and had his hand between her legs, and fingers deep in her, but I seen no look of objection from her, instead she had a good hold on his cock.

Trish’s grandpa’s skills with women were impressive, he had a young MILF friend of my moms on the floor, he was squeezing her oversize tits together, as he ran his dong between them. I don’t blame him, she had some big ones. Her grandma, had a mouth full of my uncle, 20 years her Jr, as they both looked into each others eyes. My mom, and Trish’s dad were MIA? My dad had Trish’s mom wrapped in his arms in the corner, they were making out like two horny teenagers, she apparently liked what she had seen during the bridal dance, and eventually was swallowing his cock, right there in front of everyone. There was some other odd couplings, my MILF aunt, and a 20 something hunk were going at it, she was moaning as she ran her fingers thru his hair as he ate her out. I think he might have been one of the servers.

I headed over to the pool, not so much to check on Trish, but to see if my mom was there. I just leaned on the half wall, and took in the pool crowd, just seeing if they kept the pairings. My new wife, was with my friend she won, and was leaning over the side of the pool, she was clearly enjoying his big cock, as he held her tits, and pumped her from behind, he is pretty hung, I remember her staring at his manhood once when we were skinny dipping, I guess I would have escort ankara been disappointed in her if she had passed on this likely one time chance to get fucked by his large cock without guilt.

I was turned on, and rock hard just from watching, and soon felt a hand caress my ass, it was one of Trish’s hotter cousins, asking me if she could help me with this, as she got a good grip on my by then throbbing boner. I needed her help with it, but did not want to go in the pool, and make my wife think I am spying on her, or did I want to take this hot blond in front of her husband, even though he was involved in a threesome with the old lady that baked the cake, and my cousin Bob. The sauna was an option, but it would be hot in there if it was turned on, but I figured it would not take me long to get my nut after having seen Trish taking Rick’s big schlong.

We got to the sauna, and opened the door, and was shocked to say the least, to see the sweat dripping off of Trish’s dads ass and dangling balls, as he engaged in copulation with my mom. Before tonight, I had only seen my mom topless at a beach once on vacation when I was pretty young. Of course, I saw her naked when we were all forced to strip, and the size of her breast were confirmed then when I heard the Wow’s, and Oh My’s as she undid her bra, and unleashed those monsters. This scene was different, it left me wondering if I was a perv for finding it kind of hot? Seeing my mom on the bench, with her hands holding her ankles, legs spread, and up in the air, making sounds of joy I never heard from any woman before. Her yoga classes must have kept her pretty limber. Topping it all off was her grip on my father-in-law’s sagging old man ass, and the clapping sound his balls were making as they slapped against my mom’s naked ass as he pounded her.

I kind of wanted to wait, to watch him nut in, or on her, but I had this young blond I was hugging from behind as I watched. My cock was pressed against her perfect ass that I wanted to get busy with. I remembered the small, pantry/storage room next to the kitchen. If it had not already been taken by someone else. It was not in use, but it was so small we had to practically do it standing up, but that was fine. I stacked a couple of boxes to sit her on, and decided just to eat her out and save some jizz for later.

I figured Trish and Rick would be done, so we went back to the pool, and yeah they were, but she was kind of busy then getting fucked by my cousin Trey, odd, because he is married, and afraid of his wife, and he was now revealing the fact that he had been short-changed a little in the penis area. Not sure where his bitchy wife was, but most of the cocks at this party were bigger than his, and figured that she may have been partaking in some, if she kept her mouth shut, or full of cock, they might be willing to fuck her, she has a great ass. My new friend and I found a pool lounger, and she gave me oral as I watched my bride take Trey’s, and then another from the next guy that was in the line that had formed behind her, maybe a common thing at nude weddings, instead of a cash gift to dance with the bride, give that gift for the chance to dump a load in her. Trish was in for the long run, nonchalantly sipping from her glass of champagne, the bottle sitting there to refill her glass. She even had her maid of honor collecting the cash as she was getting stooped. What could I say, It was not like she was giving it away. I could not take watching it anymore, so I lifted her cousins legs, entered her bald pussy, and eventually let loose of a large load after quite an enjoyable, and long ride.

My mom, came out of the sauna just missing my cumshot that was all over her Trish’s cousins tits. But mom had a big smile after getting one of her own from my new father-in-law, and came over to kiss me on the cheek, and said, “what a wonderful time Skip has been showing me. We are waiting for Trish, and the guys to give up the pool, and then he is going to show me his breast stroke as I pleasure his snorkel. This is the Best Wedding Ever Son!”

My father-in-law concurred as he pulled me aside, and I figured he wanted to say something about me catching him slapping his meat to my mom, not sure what he would have said, or what I would reply, but I took the sidebar.

He said, “I want to leave this up to you, I keep a big tool box hidden under some boxes in the back corner of the pantry, I have a big hammer, and chisel in there, even some power tools. We can pop the padlocks on the chains and punch in the lock to the house. No problem finding enough clothes and blankets to get us all through the night until we can get some help out here.”

“I guess, what I am asking you is, do you want to cut the cake first?”

“Well I guess so, its traditional, and I don’t want to hear about it for the rest of my marriage that we broke tradition, even though we both already did by me fucking someone, and my bride (your daughter,) taking a train at our reception.”

I thought a moment, and figured he knew that tool box was there all the time, but why not take advantage of having all these young naked women to check out. Maybe he has just been hot for my mom, they had disappeared a while at the rehearsal dinner too, both returning looking a little disheveled.

A Quick Rub is All She Needs

Jenny woke up with a tingle between her legs, Yet another wet dream she said to herself. Jenny who worked as a receptionist was in her late 30s and divorced. Lack of sex and Presence of a man had turned her into a different person. She often found herself fantasizing everywhere she’d go. The Coffee shop was her favourite spot. She would stare at a handsome man and let the action play in her mind. She would let the man do pleasurable things to her body.

She enters the Coffee shop that morning and orders her coffee. She lets her eyes move around the shop searching for a desirable man. She was disappointed to not find someone attractive enough to get kinky with.

Halfway down her first cup of coffee she heard the door open, and she turned to see who it was. It was a woman around her age dressed formally with minimal make up and had worn sexy heel. She was at the counter with her back towards Jenny.

Jenny found herself admiring her body. She loved how her slender long legs looked in stocking and was complemented with high heels, Her generous sized bursa escort ass was snuggled tight into the skirt. Her hip was thin, and she had lovely long hair.

Jenny couldn’t stop looking at this woman. She had never looked at a woman like this before. She blamed the lack of intimacy in her life for this feeling. She finished her coffee and left disappointed.

She was gloomy at work. She was cheated on by her husband, They both were high school sweethearts. Ralph was the only man she had been with. He ended their marriage to marry a colleague from work. She felt dejected now and wanted to move past this feeling by rubbing herself. She had started to use masturbation as her Solution to tackle issues. She forwarded her calls to leave for the washroom. While she was about to leave the lift door open, The woman from the coffee shop comes out and walks towards Jenny’s desk.

Woman: Hi my name is Heather, and I am here to meet Mr. Sean.

The woman extended her hand to give her a visiting card. Jenny noticed her long fingers with nails bursa escort bayan painted in red. She was wearing a lipstick of similar shade. She looked hot. Jenny called to check his availability.

Mr. Sean was on a zoom call told his PA. Jenny kept the receiver and raised her head to update Heather who was sitting on the opposite sofa.

Jenny: Ms. Heather…

Jenny chokes… She could see down Heather’s skirt who was wearing a pink thing. This made her wet and she bites her lip.

Jenny: Ms. Heather sorry to let you know that Mr. Sean is on a call and will be free after 45 minutes.

Heather: No worries I’ve got time.

Heather continued to work. She had spread her legs enough to keep her laptop. She didn’t worry if her panties showed as there was only the reception desk on the opposite.

Jenny kept glancing towards Heather. She desperately wanted to finger herself. Her clit was begging for a massage, her nipples were erect pressing against her bra and her chest was rising up and down because görükle escort bayan of her heavy breathing. Jenny tried her best to distract herself but was not successful.

The cameras in that section of the lobby weren’t working she remembered. She gave into her temptation and groped her left boob. Her right hand snuggled at her crotch over her dress. She kept glancing towards Heather imagining being in bed with her.

She let out a soft moan as she felt Heathers pussy rub against hers in the imagination. Her long fingers pulling Jenny’s nipples stretching her boob.

Jenny was grinding over her seat, Her fingers moved vigorously down there. She imagined being with Heather in various positions.

Heather was fucking her face mounting over her.

The phone rings……..

Jenny: Fuck not now.

She answers the phone freeing her crotch, The call was from Mr. Dean’s office.

Jenny adjusted herself and called out to Heather to inform her that she could meet Mr. Dean. Heather thanked her and walked past the reception.

Jenny without giving a second thought rushed to the washroom and locked herself. She dropped her panty down till her knees and started fucking her pussy continuing the imagination. She found herself drained over the toilet seat after reaching her orgasm. Her first lesbian fantasy was spine tingling.

Impact 08: of Confession

This story is a collaboration with ButteredCrumpet, who has been posting it as “Impact of Collision”.

As always, I hope you enjoy this story, that you will post comments

Special thanks to HaltWhoGoesThere for proof reading this chapter for us.

of Confession

I hadn’t really been thinking about where I was until I turned down 1st Ave, and with a little jolt of surprise saw that I was in Little India. Walking downtown from Port Authority I’d known where I was headed, I wasn’t lost or even off course, it was mostly a straight shot down Broadway. But I’d been walking in a bit of a daze. New York is especially dirty on Sunday mornings, and a little strange… not quite itself. The whole city feels like it slept in its clothes; slowly waking up hungover and empty. So everything seems unfamiliar anyway, but I also hadn’t been over this way in years.

And even as fucked up and out of control as everything felt, part of me couldn’t help but find it striking that my mind was still stitching a map of the city together, that I was still placing disconnected places I know separately in relation to each other – connecting them.

And so here I was, in front of the funny little twin Indian restaurants Darci had dubbed “Jeff and Akbar.” A group of us had been visiting the city from Brown for a symposium. I remember I had tried so hard to get Danny to come down from Buffalo and meet me that trip, and I’d been so relieved he hadn’t come.

I looked around, reorienting myself, I was at 1st and 6th. To be fair, I hadn’t thought of that trip in years, much less been down this way. I try to remember who I’d been with that night besides Darci and Kwasi – Bald Jeff… I think Bobbie, but I’m not sure. I remembered that there were six of us, that we had to wait for a big enough table, the two restaurants both scrambling to make room fast enough to get us inside first.

The warring restaurants occupied two tiny, but almost identical, walk-up spaces in a single storefront. One stairwell leads towards their doors – facing each other – each space mirroring the other, each with the same plate glass front, and each competing to outdo the other with cheap strings of lights hanging from the ceiling – hundreds of them. Competing hawkers, both in ties and waistcoats, had pressed us to come to one or the other, extolling the great virtues of their respective establishments.

We had gone to the one on the right… or maybe it was the one on the left – it had been years ago. I’d needed to duck under the thousands of tiny lights hanging from the ceiling – strings of tiny white bulbs, glowing chili peppers, Santas and sleighs, all a jumble.

“Nothing means anything,” Kwasi had joked looking up at them. Which had triggered a diatribe about postmodernism from Bald Jeff that we had all shouted down.

The six of us had crowded at a table in the back, the heat of the lights bearing down on the tops of our heads – especially Kwasi, who was a head taller than Jeff. The rush to order, the waiters bringing us one course after another after another, until the table was crowded with plates, pretty little hammered tin bowls, and towering cans of Kingfisher lager. The food had been mediocre at best, but no one cared. Kwasi and Darci hadn’t started dating yet, and he had been flirting with us and doting on me, making me laugh. She had been holding on to me, whispering in my ear. It had been a fun night. I’d been happy.

In the light of day the little places looked dingy and tawdry.

‘Lots of things look tawdry in the light of day,’ I thought, walking down the tree-less avenue, the trash in the gutters, the stained sidewalks and shuttered storefronts. It had all started going wrong when Claire had told us how old she was.

It’s not like she lied to me. We’d never talked about our ages, I’d just assumed. But, I thought of the way she had introduced me as a “prodigy” and “wunderkind” to her friends at events, “Young Sarah” when we were alone.

‘I just never imagined…’

But it’s more than that, because she has no accent it’s so easy to forget how different our backgrounds are but she grew up in Asia and Europe, we have so few shared references. So I missed cues that might otherwise have drawn my attention to our age difference.

‘Twelve years…’

She had told me about her first time, the older boy with the dick as big as a coke can. I was four when Claire had sex with him. It’s no wonder she has had so many amazing experiences – she’s had so much more time.

I saw Kwasi’s face in my mind’s eye, how he’d looked at me and Claire when I found out. He’d known, right then, that’s when he’d figured it out. Both he and Wes knew…

I moaned aloud. Catching myself, I froze, but there was no one nearby, no one to hear. It was still early. 1st Ave smelled like curdled beer. I started walking again, head hung down – my whole body bent by mortification.

‘Why didn’t you call eve gelen escort Kwasi?’ I asked myself. ‘I should talk to him…’

But even as I thought this, I knew why I hadn’t. It wouldn’t just be talking to Kwasi, and I really didn’t want to talk to him and Darci about what had happened and I couldn’t ask to talk to Kwasi alone on a Sunday morning, it would freak Darci out. I thought of Kwasi watching Darci and I, and shivered.

‘Why am I the one feeling guilty?’ I wondered. ‘I should be mad, I’m the one-‘

I blushed with shame thinking of the way I’d begged Claire to forgive me and licked her… My stomach ached.

‘Jesus.’

Part of me still couldn’t believe I’d done it – couldn’t believe I’d done any of it – that I’d done it with my baby brother sleeping just 12 feet away in the same room.

‘How had everything gotten so out of whack? How has everything gone so wrong? How had it all gotten… so strange?’

I thought of Claire trying to finger my asshole, how I’d squirmed and finally begged her to stop. I’d known she was just being playful. I couldn’t help it if it made me uncomfortable – Jesus it made me want to roll over and die, to crawl out of my skin – but on the heels of the scene at the restaurant… she had seemed so embarrassed walking home.

We hadn’t been able to really discuss what had happened, Wes had been drunk and so we’d put him between us, let him rant and sing while we kept him from falling. But when she’d opened the door for us she’d whispered to me.

“I wasn’t hiding it from you, I thought you knew…”

But then Wes had shouted about the Mickey Mouse painting.

I had seen clearly how vulnerable she felt. The last thing I wanted to do that night was reject her. I would have done anything she wanted, why couldn’t I just let her do what she’d wanted? And she had just seemed so hurt; like it had all come crashing down on her. My whole body ached with the idea that I’d wounded her.

I thought of the way she had curled up defensively away from me; as if she’d been kicked. I felt my throat start to constrict and stopped short to catch my breath. A woman who must have been walking just behind me glared in annoyance as she stepped around me and passed. I felt like I might faint.

“What am I doing?!” I wailed, and realized with a shock that I’d said it out loud. I looked around, but the angry woman didn’t look back and there was no one else to notice. I took a series of deep breaths. My mind replaying the events of what I’d done with cruel fidelity; Claire curled on her side. Her back had felt so bony and ungiving, like a shell, but so fragile, so vulnerable.

Claire had never turned away from me like that, had never hardened herself against me. But I’d never hurt her before either. I don’t remember what I’d whispered, I’d been so scared, even walking back from Chinatown she’d seemed… fragile. I didn’t know what to do, I’d felt a rising panic. She hadn’t asked me to… God, she’d never even joked about it.

It had been the fucking dream. The dream had been so visceral and REAL – I had felt her cheeks against mine. The memory was an isolated fragmentary impression – but it had been so intense. The feeling of burying my face in her ass… I’d wanted so badly to make Claire feel good, to feel her open to me. It had been so different from the dream, which had been full of longing. The reality had felt desperate.

I thought about it, there alone on the street, I could feel myself flushing with shame, but the truth is I knew I’d do it again if she asked me to. I’d do anything she wanted… more than that, I had done it because I had wanted to… that I wanted to still. She didn’t need to ask me. Realizing that, how deep I’d gotten, how big this thing with Claire had become, made me queasy with fear. How much I wanted her. How afraid I was to lose her. I was staring at my hands. They felt like they were shaking, but they weren’t.

I had never felt this way about Danny. I remember being excited, even turned on sometimes, but nothing like this. Early on I’d imagined sex would be something romantic that we would explore together, unfolding over time.

But soon enough he had complained of “blue balls” and begged me for hand jobs, finally taking my wrist and pushing my hand into his pants. I remember the shock and shame of feeling his stiff cock that first time…

And while his need to cum – for me to make him cum – was like some sort of pressure cooker or time bomb that was my responsibility to address; we both treated my own pleasure as irrelevant. I told myself I had a small sex drive, that I didn’t care.

For a long time I told myself he was being respectful, a gentleman. Looking back on it now, I know that wasn’t it. It’s not just that he was uninterested in my pleasure. He told me he loved me but he was never interested in my goals, in my ideas or opinions. He loved the idea of me, what I represented, istanbul eskort bayan what I did for him; I was a trophy and a receptacle. I remember him calling a girl at school a “cum dumpster” and wondering if he said that about me when I wasn’t around.

I thought about how, after making me cum with a touch of her fingertip, when Claire had husked, “Please Sarah, just touch my neck with your lips. Please,” I hadn’t felt any shame. I’d wrapped my arm around her naked waist and pressed my lips against the side of her neck, inhaling deeply. The old fashioned slippery scent of her hair, like pearls. I’d still been reeling from the orgasm she gave me, still short of breath. I’d wanted more, I’d wanted to feel her cum.

I knew what she’d wanted when she asked for my mouth. I felt myself starting to drool, there on 1st Ave, saliva running down my shirt.

“Jesus Sarah!” I looked around again, but it’s early and the avenue is relatively empty, and again there is no one watching, no one cares. But I am covering my mouth with my hand, frightened I’ll shout something else. ‘Get a grip Sarah,’ I tell myself – wiping my lip – careful not to say it out loud.

I was just overtired after a terrible sleepless night, the craziness of it all. Wes and Kwasi, and before that the horrible date with Roger, the confrontation with Claire’s dandy fascist… it was all too crazy. My heart ached in my chest, like it was breaking.

I was clutching at my chest. My hand was looking for the cross my mother had bought following my first Communion, the one I haven’t worn since leaving home. I wanted to pray, I wanted to ask God for help.

‘No atheists in foxholes,’ I thought mockingly. But the truth is I don’t believe, I’m not sure I ever did, but I’ve wanted to. I wished with all my heart I did now.

Even in middle school the Church for me was already just another institution, like school, or hospitals, or the courts. A system with rules I knew I had to follow, rules I was very afraid to break. When I had started masturbating I wasn’t afraid of going to hell, I was just afraid of getting caught, of the real things that would happen to me, not the ‘magic’ things. Maybe that’s why all my early fantasies were of just that: an authority figure walking in on me, seeing what I was doing, making me finish, watching me do it.

In my very earliest fantasies I was just naked, and it was usually an older girl who caught me. It had started with one of the older McNamara girls I think, I’m not sure which, but they had quickly focused on Michelle. Our next door neighbor’s oldest daughter Suzy had been another object of these early fantasies as well. She was five or six years older than me and I worshiped her and her friends. When we’d first moved in she’d babysat us. She used to tell me the two of us were babysitting Wes and Kelly, that I was her Big Girl.

Her bedroom window had faced mine and I used to spy on her before she graduated high school and moved out. She had been so beautiful and so careless with her shades. I’d been fascinated with her breasts. They were like fat cones, with pink puffy nipples almost as big as her breasts themselves. I remember overhearing her with a boy once. It had been warm and our windows were open. I couldn’t see them, but I’d heard them laughing and kissing – so much kissing. Then I’d heard him clearly say, “I can’t believe I’m licking your asshole.”

Later, after Danny and I started fooling around and I’d begun to experiment with masturbation, the fantasies had changed. I’d fantasize about a teacher or other authority figures – but always a woman – catching me masturbating. Ms. Day – who I looked up to and was so nice to me – had been so strict in my fantasies. “You can get dressed after you’re done,” I’d imagine her telling me. Or our principal. The girls track coach. One of the younger librarians. And then in college there had been certain upperclassmen and professors I liked to fantasize about.

Sometimes the fantasies had been cruel, Michelle McNamara making fun of my still tiny tits, my hairless pussy. Making me spread my legs, open myself up. Or our principal, Mrs Nash laughing at me while I begged to stop masturbating, making me finish in tears. But sometimes they were sweet. Suzy telling me how pretty I was, how much she liked my body. Or Ms Day smiling as I came. But actually cumming, actually giving myself an orgasm was rare, and when I did the fantasies were so extreme I was left guilt ridden, hating myself.

In college I took it further, began my “excursions”. It had started in my freshman year. An older girl named Rebekah was tutoring me. We had been studying in her room, off campus, when she’d had to go pick something up from one of her professors. She told me to stay and study, that she’d be right back. I remember laying on her bed and smelling her pillows. I had masturbated in her bed while she was away. I’d cum fast and hard. The orgasm had been unlike anything I’d rezidans escort experienced with Danny or by myself.I remember having to gather myself afterwards, feeling dazed. I was sure Rebekah could smell it when she came back, that I had stunk up her room, but she never said anything.

I’d suffered for what I’d done in Rebekah’s bed. I’d left her house hardly able to meet her eyes. Had gone back to my dorm and been unable to eat I’d been so racked with guilt. I had wept myself to sleep swearing I’d never do anything like that ever again. But I’d looked forward to seeing her all that week. And when Rebekah had excused herself to run an errand for her roommate, telling me to keep studying, that she wouldn’t be too long, I couldn’t stop myself, I’d masturbated in her bed again.

After that she always seemed to need to step out for something. I began to get suspicious that she knew. Looking back on it, I’m sure she knew, that she was party to it. I’d wondered then if she had watched or listened to me. The idea of it had given me mind blowing orgasms, but if she did she never let on. But now I felt sure she must have. Her timing was always so… convenient. She never interrupted me, but she always came so close to catching me just after. Perhaps in some sort of twisted fucked up way we had been lovers somehow. I had cried at her graduation, she’d kissed me on the forehead like a child and told me I was going to do great things.

I had fantasized about Rebekah, but it hadn’t been the same. It’d been frustrating. That’s when I started taking risks. It’s like I was addicted. I masturbated repeatedly while sitting at one of my favorite professor’s desks; Dr. Hendren. I was meant to be helping her grade papers. She’d leave me there and I’d jill in her chair with the door unlocked. Once the door had been open. I’d been terrified she’d catch me, but equally excited at the thought. I had liked to masturbate in the locker room of the field house as well. I’d do it when there were other girls around. Maybe just around the corner, where I could hear their voices and they could easily walk in on me.

I knew it was perverse, even sad, but it was very hard for me to make myself cum otherwise; difficult without the risk, but impossible without the fantasies. In college I’d gone on birth control. Danny and I had started having sex when we saw each other, but like everything else that was for him, I never came. I thought of my fantasies, and of my “excursions”, as my sex life, as opposed to my sex life with Danny, which had never really feel like mine.

Often, as I approached crisis, to make myself cum, the fantasies would become extreme and crude. Like squatting over Claire’s mouth, or wiping my fingers on Rebekah’s pillow. But I never touched them and they never touched me in my fantasies – or almost never. It was just… having them catch me, having them see, making me finish.

Sometimes I’d fantasize that they’d hold me by the back of the neck while I masturbated, forcing me to look at myself, or grab me by the wrist and move my hand. Occasionally things would go too far, like my fantasy of watching Claire, of eating her out, but I stopped myself when they did. I’d always told myself that it didn’t have anything to do with how beautiful they all were.

Fantasies aside, however, it was the real world consequences of getting caught that truly terrified me as a teen and in college: getting a reputation as a slut or whore, or being forced to tell a priest about my sex life. Yet here I was walking down 1st Ave, like some kind of Catholic zombie.

I had sat in Port Authority for a long time after Wes’ bus had left, my head in my hands, my heart racing. I’d never had a panic attack before, but I was pretty sure that’s what was happening to me. At some point, a Mexican woman had come over and asked if I was sick or if I needed help. I’d told her no. Still hyperventilating I forced myself to stand up and walk away on weak legs.

I didn’t have a therapist to call. Couldn’t call Kwasi and I didn’t have anyone else I felt like I could talk to about this. But then I remembered I had Father Mike’s number in my phone. All I really knew about him is that he helped people for a living and he couldn’t tell anyone what I told him. I might not like what he has to say, but at least I could safely tell him what I was feeling. He had to listen.

“You’ll like him, Sarah,” my mother had told me. “He’s not like Father Tanner, you’ll like him. He’s very… kind.”

So I called, but only after throwing up in a Port Authority bathroom.

In my daze I’d turned at 1st St and Father Mike’s parish was ahead of me. It was plain and more than a little run down. I had called ahead from Port Authority, to make an appointment, and they’d told me which door to use, that Father Mike would be expecting me. But I saw a big burly priest out front with a group of men. He was wearing his collar, but with his shirt sleeves rolled up. He had bulging muscular forearms.

‘That can’t be Father Mike,’ I thought, but stopped to watch.

The way my mother talks about Father Mike, with such admiration and reverence, I’d always assumed he was elderly. “He studied at the Vatican,” she’d told me. I’d pictured an ancient scholar in velvet slippers.

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