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I have never classified myself as bi or gay or anything like that. I don’t feel I need to. I like who I like and that’s that. I had a boyfriend for two years and things didn’t work out. I’ve made out with girls a time or two, that’s all.It’s a hot summer day today so I am spending some time walking outside enjoying the sun. Walking around the park I see a lot of families enjoying time with each other, dogs running around, teenage girls gossiping and pointing and admiring the older guys playing basketball with no shirts on. The park is near college campus where I live, so a lot of us college kids are hanging out here today.I mostly came here to this park because I know she hangs out here. I’m not disappointed. I see her walking with some friends from class. She’s beautiful, with long black hair pulled up in a ponytail, her skin has a sun-kissed glow to it and she is wearing short shorts and a sleeveless top. There is something mesmerizing about her that pulls me etimesgut escort in, I just can’t figure out what it is yet. Maybe it’s how smart she is in class, or how friendly she is to everyone, or maybe it’s because she doesn’t always wear a bra and you can tell because her top is so tight you can see the outline of her nipples pressed against it.I thought she could read my mind because she looked over at me just then. I had on sunglasses but I still looked away quickly and blushed. Luckily it was hot out and I could blame my red cheeks on that.”Hey, Jessica!” Margret says as she walks over to me.”Hey, what’s up?” I say. ‘Geez, I sound so stupid,’ I thought to myself.Margret gets a big smile and replies, “Oh, not much. Just wanted to say hey. You’re looking a little red, the sun is hot today. I have some great cream that would help with that.””Thanks, but I’ll be fine,” I reply knowing that it’s just because I’m blushing.”I eryaman escort insist, now come back with me to my place.”Before I can answer she is grabbing my hand and pulling me up from where I was sitting under a tree.Margret lives just off campus, in a nice apartment her parents rent out for her. She doesn’t have to deal with smelly roommates or loud dorm parties all night and she has all the privacy she wants.When we get to her apartment she gets the cream and shows me where the bathroom is so I can use it. As I am putting it on I notice Margret standing behind me, watching. It startles me and I drop the cream.She smiles, “Here,” she says grabbing it from me, “let me help.”She gets a little dab and starts to massage it into my cheeks. Her face is close to mine, her bright blue eyes sparkle when she smiles, her pink lips look soft and I imagine myself leaning in and tasting them on mine. I realize I have my eyes closed and open sincan escort them to see Margret just staring at me. It wasn’t in my head, I actually kissed her.I can’t think of anything to say, I’m so embarrassed. I turn to run away but Margret grabs my arm before I can. “Why did you do that? Why did you kiss me?” She is just looking at me, I don’t know what to say; how to answer. “Well?””I… I wanted to know what you tasted like,” I say as I turn a deep shade of red.She gets this new smile on her face that is nothing I have seen from her before, sort of devilish. It worries me a little. But then she leans in and kisses me with more passion than my ex-boyfriend ever had.We start to kiss passionately, my forearms wrapped around her neck, grabbing her hair. Her hands are gliding all over my body. Our tongues dance with each other as we continue to kiss.Margret pulls away and I moan. She smiles and grabs my hand, leading me to her bedroom.Once there, she pulls off my top and pushes me down on the bed. I’m laying on her bed in just shorts watching her as she dances around. She unbuttons her shorts and slides them down, turning and bending over so I can see her perfect round ass in front of me.She turns back around and she has her devilish grin back.

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Silence, I hate the silence. I hate what it does to me, I hate that it gives me time to think. I don’t like to churn things over in my head as it makes me start to worry and heaven knows, I’m good at doing that. My Master is giving me the silent treatment yet again. I’m bored of being punished like this and thinking back, the last few times I didn’t do anything to deserve it. He’s pushing me to do something, something that I need to be punished for.I check my phone again but there is nothing, no missed call, no text message, nothing. I decide it’s now time for he and I to have a little chat as this relationship doesn’t seem to be working anymore. As he is giving me this silence I don’t bother to call or message him to let him know I’m coming over, I just decide to head to his house. Climbing up the few small steps to his house I notice that his car isn’t in his driveway so I assume that he is out. I let myself in with my key and after placing my jacket and bag on the side table I slip off my heels and head quietly to his study to leave him a note near his computer A few words just saying that I think we need to have a conversation.Along the narrow hallway something catches my eye as I walk past the lounge. I enter. There is a little round table and open fire place with an arm chair facing it and a young woman, naked and blindfolded. Somewhat shocked, I stare at the girl for a moment and then see a note on the table which I pick up and read.“My new Sub,Strip naked and put the blindfold on and then kneel by my chair in position I have demonstrated to you. I have had to return to my office to attend to an urgent matter. I will home be no later çankaya escort than 3pm.Enjoy the peace and quiet and do not move until I get home.I trust that you have been a good Sub and followed my rules before coming here.Your new Master.”The last three words hurt, in fact they break my heart. I want to run out of his house and never come back but I can’t move. Instead I hold the tears back and don’t make a noise. Walking quietly over to the curvy woman kneeling at the chair, the fire is lighting up her body. She knows someone is in the room with her as her back is ramrod straight as she kneels but she must assume that it is her new Master. I admit that I want to grab her and throw her out of the door. How dare she come in and take my Master from me. Did she even know about me?Looking her over I see why Master has picked her, her big boobs are sticking out, her prominent nipples are erect and there is no trace of pubic hair. He loves a curvy female with a smooth pussy. As I’m just about to remove her blindfold and ask her what the hell she thinks she is doing here, an idea comes to mind. One rule I know she will have been given is not to cum unless given permission, so I’m going to make her cum so hard she leaves a puddle. I kneel behind her being cautious not to touch her. I breathe into her ear softly and I see her body shiver as I do. She won’t speak until she’s permitted and of course I won’t be allowing her. An evil grin appears on my face, I know I’m being horrible but I can’t help it. It’s Master’s fault.I know I have about an hour before he comes home so I’m going to enjoy myself. I go to Master’s rus escort toy cupboard and I pull out a smooth pink vibrator and a pair of cuffs. Walking back over to her I lock her hands behind her back and I hear her exhale. She has been holding it in, waiting for a touch or voice.Walking in front of her I see her slightly open legs and the moist pussy in-between. I know that she’s already enjoying this so it’s going to be so easy to make her cum. I turn on the little toy and run it along her smooth pussy lips, gently at first, just about touching her. Her mouth opens slightly as her breathing starts to deepen. I can’t help but bring my mouth closer to her cheek; I can feel her breath on me and I’m sure she can feel mine on hers. I start to work the toy a little harder on her and turn it up to full power. I don’t really have the time to go too slowly as I am aware of the time limitations.Moving the tip of the toy so that it just sits on her clit, her body jumps a little in reaction to the vibrations. Her breathing has suddenly increased and she is slowly moving her pussy against the toy. I smile to myself as I move it off her and she lets out a whimper of disappointment. Like a good submissive she doesn’t complain but continues to wait for orders or commands.I must admit all this is getting me turned on, I love playing with other women. I am bisexual and get a thrill from giving other woman pleasure too. My now “old” Master used to love getting me new toys to play with and new women for me to fuck as he watched.Sliding along her juicy slit again with the toy her hips start to move, wanting more. I know she eryaman escort can’t help it, her body is betraying her mind right now. Stopping again I move the toy to her mouth she lets it slip in and sucks it just like a good cock sucker would. Removing it, I put it back to her clit just for a second before forcing it into her tight cunt. She lets out a scream, so I leave it inside her and using the palms of my hands I push her knees together so that it stays embedded deep inside her pussy. I stand and take my panties off so that I can push them into her open mouth. She probably thinks they are hers but unknown to her she’s tasting my wetness on them. Her hips are moving again as she tries her hardest to fuck the toy that’s inside her. Looking over her breasts I can no longer hold back so I lean in close and poke out my tongue. Her nipples are rock hard so I spend some time licking and nibbling on them. I listen to her breathing and I can tell she’s enjoying it.I sense that she’s getting close quickly and I’m sure she’s going to tip over the edge at any second but that is what I want her to do. Pulling the toy out of her very slick pussy, I start to circle it on her clit, whilst still licking her nipples. Kissing and lightly biting one and then the other and pushing the toy harder against her clit. She’s trying to fight it and mumbles through the panty-gag. I’m sure she’s asking to cum.I work harder till I get what I want as she cums with a shudder all over the toy and squirts a little too. There’s a little puddle of wetness forming on the floor. Smiling to myself I watch her calm down a little then walk over to the cupboard again. My body is now taking over and I want to fuck her. Reaching for my strap on, I take out the double ended dildo that attaches to it. Clipping it on I then push it deep into my soaked cunt. I let my skirt fall over the fake cock hanging between my legs and walk back over to her.

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Ellie rang the doorbell.  She stood face to face with the oak wooden door for twenty-five seconds as she contemplated the possibilities of the upcoming weekend that she hoped to be extremely eventful.  Ellie, or Eleanor (as her mother called her), was a beautiful girl.  She was sixteen years old and had a long, flowing blend of light brown and blonde hair that hung freely below her shoulder blades.  She was a slim girl, five foot five in height, with a typically attractive, ‘perfect-looking’ face.  Ellie lived with her parents, and visiting her closest friends for the entire weekend would be an exciting time for her.The door opened.  Florence was standing there, already in her pyjamas, tentatively awaiting the arrival of her two guests.  Florence was the sixteen-year-old etlik escort child of two proud owners of the large city mansion that Ellie was stepping into for the hundredth time.  She had long brown hair, a cute, pale face, with a button-like nose, and a sense of elegance in her stride.  They had been best friends since primary school and tended to meet up on a regular basis these days.Ellie dropped her heavy ‘overnight’ bag on to the floor and hugged her friend tightly.  “Hey, Mr & Mrs King,” projected Ellie through the gaping hallway to Florence’s parents who sat in the kitchen.  Florence grabbed her hand and led her up the first flight of stairs, to her bedroom.  It was a large, welcoming room, with everything ‘furry’ and ‘fluffy’, keçiören escort as if a princess-lover had been asked to design it.  Florence launched herself onto her king-sized bed.“Don’t worry, I’ve saved a room for you and Con,” she reassured Ellie. “I’d just rather keep my bed!”Ellie smiled in acknowledgement.  “I guess I should get changed!”  Ellie unzipped her bag and pulled out a pink polka dot pyjama set, with a matching top and bottoms.  “Aww, they’re so cute!” exclaimed Florence. “Put them on now, I wanna see your cute butt in them!”Ellie removed the t-shirt she was wearing and pulled down her leggings to reveal her underwear.  Without any hesitation in the presence of her friend, she loosened and removed her bra, which fell kızılay escort to the floor.  Despite the significant presence of her beautifully perky breasts, they were not the centre of attention.  The girls were close friends, and nothing more, seeing each other’s intimate parts was not unfamiliar to them.Next, Ellie pulled down her small, thong-like pants until they were around her ankles.  Florence noticed the triangle of pubic hair above her cute slit.  However, it was not visible for long, as soon, Ellie had slipped into her matching top and bottoms, and was turning glamorously to enable Florence to get a good glimpse at her perfect, young shape.“Wow, curvy little butt you got there!” said Florence, as she eyed Ellie up and down.“Flo!  Stop looking!  It’s not yours to see!” replied Ellie as she shied away in embarrassment.“I see you’ve neatened up your pubes,”  Florence giggled as she tried to pull the waistline of Ellie’s bottoms down slightly, to get a better view of her pubic region.“Hey, that’s not fair Flo, I gotta see yours now!”.

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In my current job, I spend a lot of time visiting the social fringes and taking care of other people’s problems, making sure that by and large, things are going well in society. It’s not the most fascinating job in the world, but at least it lets me be my own boss. I get to go out and meet actual people that way and I feel that I’m actually doing something good, however small that might be at times. Plus, it sometimes has very… tangible benefits. The area I’m assigned to is mostly rural, with a few small towns, but like all places has its seedier streets and a dirty underbelly. Among those is a bordello, which had run into a few problems that were just mounting up. Unlike most other establishments of this sort, it was actually not owned by a group of pimps who were pushing “their girls” to work for them, but were just renting out rooms and access to its facilities to about twenty to twenty-five girls who all were pretty much independent and “self-employed” as far as I could see. This meant the girls were all working on their own accord and actually enjoyed their work and got to keep most of their profits for themselves, which led to a very relaxed atmosphere. The downside of this was that each of them had to take care of their own obligations themselves – medical checkups, papers, taxes, bureaucracy – and some were just more… sloppy, than others. The place was disliked by certain local politicians who wanted to score votes by showing a strong arm against “immoral elements in our midst”, and when rumours about some large-scale orgies surfaced that was just the thing they needed to shut it down. So given that I’m one of the few women on the team and out of those was probably the only one that had no problems dealing with sex workers, I agreed to take on that case. In my file, it said that an “anonymous caller” had informed police that “sex orgies” were taking place there on certain nights, where a “large crowd of nasty men” were all taking turns on one woman. Since this was not illegal in and of itself, but might violate some sanitary or medical regulations, police had handed the case over to us. And so I drove out there one night, during which these activities were supposed to take place. The bordello itself was a little outside of inhabited areas, located in an old farm building that was nicely redone into a club-like hall with some small rooms attached to it, all of which seemed occupied. The neon lights called it “Club etimesgut escort Jenna”, and judging from the cars on the parking lot, it was well visited, but not packed. I parked and breathed deeply for a moment. I had dressed nicely, though a little slutty, as I didn’t want to stand out too much right away. I wore some tall brown leather boots with a cool red pattern on them that I just loved, and low-rise washed out jeans that were a little too tight for me. A little corset-like undergarment gave me a sweet shape and pushed my tits up nicely, while I wore a loose white blouse above it that covered it almost completely, leaving just enough to the imagination. My hair was pulled up in a sloppy updo that left curly strands hanging down the sides of my face, and I made an exception and put on an excessive amount of make-up, going a little nuts with it as I didn’t use it often. That led to my eyes having dark black eyeliner all around and nice emerald-coloured eyeshadow, a little purple smudge in the corners with yellowish highlights around my eyebrows and some dark red lipstick. I looked in the mirror and was pleased. I would’ve fucked myself, which is as it should be according to one of my life mottoes. I grabbed my handbag and got out, walking up to the entrance. The girl greeting me was smiling sweetly. She seemed very young, and not a prostitute herself, just greeting guests as they arrived. “Hello,” she said. “Welcome to Club Jenna. The bar is right this way,” she pointed, “or if you already know who you’d like to meet, you can step over here to our parlour.” She pointed to a staircase on her other side. I nodded. “I’ll just have a drink first, thank you,” I said, stepping through dark wooden double doors into the bar area. There weren’t many men in the bar, just a lot of the girls sitting idly on chairs and stools, sipping drinks and smoking. I smiled as they each looked at me interestedly, and walked up to the circular bar in the center of the room. I squeezed onto a bar stool and nodded to the bartender. “What can I get you?” she asked. She was the only one in the room besides me, that was halfway clothed, the rest of the girls wore lingerie, bikinis or just went topless. “Coke,” I said. She got me a glass with a few ice cubes in it and poured the drink. I sipped, then began to look around the room. The walls and ceiling were inlaid with wooden panels and draped with red sheets eryaman escort that matched the red leather upholstery of most of the furniture. It was divided into booths that lined the walls, all with comfortable looking leather benches and tables. The lights were dimmed, without being too dark and the whole place had a nice, friendly atmosphere. However, there was no sight of any orgies taking place, so if something seedy was going on, it wasn’t here. One of the hookers finally walked up and sat down next to me. “Hey sweetie,” she said. “What can I do for you?” I looked at her. She had black hair and dark tanned skin, a sweet athletic body that looked like she worked out a lot and a cute little face to go with it. She was smaller and much thinner than me and her head looked a little too small for her body, which gave her a childlike appearance, even though she was clearly older than I was. Despite that, her breasts were nice and round and full and pushed up nicely in a striped black-and-white bra. She wore matching panties that stretched nicely across her likewise round and tight butt. All in all, I estimated her to be about forty years old. I smiled back at her. “I heard some kind of party is going on today,” I said, not even lying. “And, well, I was kinda curious and wanted to see if I could, well, maybe be part of it.” She looked sideways at the other girls, then smiled and shrugged. “Oh well,” she said. “You’re a little late for that, they finished about twenty minutes ago. Charlotte’s off for the rest of the evening.” I nodded. “Hm,” I said. “is it possible to talk to her anyway? Just so I can maybe be there next time?” I smiled my sweetest, most innocent smile and even managed to look a little dumb, like someone who has no clue about these things. She looked at me for a moment, then said: “Ah, okay, why not. You know her room?” I shook my head. “Well, it’s upstairs from the entrance, fourth on the right, number 27.” I thanked her and took another sip from my glass, then grabbed my things and walked out. I went upstairs and knocked on the door she described. “Yeah?” I heard someone say. “I’m sorry,” I said, stammering a little. “I… ah… I must’ve missed the… I heard about the party today and… someone said it’s over, so… I was just curious and…” I don’t think I made much sense, but she just seemed to be relieved that I wasn’t a guy and so she opened the door. Charlotte was sincan escort a pretty young thing. She was slender but had a broad frame, so she would never be thin, no matter how hard she tried. She was in her early twenties and had long black hair that currently hung in messy streaks, light eyes that looked grey in the pale light and wore some dark make-up and fake lashes, all of which was messy and running down her face from the largest amount of cum I had ever seen on a woman. Her left eye was closed and gooey with sperm, which was all over her cheeks and the sides of her mouth, stringing in her hair and running down her throat. She wore a tight black swimsuit which was equally messy and ripped around her tits and crotch, both of which were equally sticky and splashed. She grinned as I stared at her. “Hey,” she said. “Come on in.” I stepped past her into a small, but nicely decorated room with a large bed against one wall and a few leather chairs on another with a large flat-screen tv between them. She put a hand on her hip. “You don’t look like you’re a sister,” she said, sizing me up. I smiled. “Well,” I said. “I’m not. I’m from Social Services, and we were concerned about you.” She folded her arms in front of her chest, taken aback. “Why?” she said, slightly upset. “Just cause I’m a whore? Just cause I fuck for a living?” I sighed. “Look, we know what all of you do here, and we don’t really care. But there are certain things we need to check to make sure that all the girls working here are healthy and safe.” I smiled. “I ain’t doing anything wrong!” she said, almost shouting. “I like what I do and I make good money at it!” I motioned her to calm down. “Okay, okay,” I said. “Then why don’t we go over everything one by one and make sure that I can report that to the city and close the file?” She twirled around and stomped towards a window. “I’m not doing nothing,” she said, just as loudly. Just as I opened my mouth to ask her again, the door swung open, and the same woman that had greeted me in the bar came in. “What’s going on, girls?” she asked, looking at me suspiciously. “She’s the police,” the girl said, pointing at me. “She wants to kick me out!” I sighed. “I’m not doing any such thing,” I said, calmly. “I’m from Social Services, and we need to investigate accusations of Health and Safety irregularities.” The woman stared back at me and said coldly: “Well, I’m Jenna and this is my place, and you can just get your fat ass out of here and do your investigating elsewhere because there’s nothing wrong here.” I disregarded the comment about my ass and said: “Look, Jenna, I’m sorry, I don’t like prying into things either, and all these years we’ve pretty much left you alone and let you do your stuff.

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“Ugh, the customary work Christmas party,” I said as I opened my car door to the cold winter night. ‘I hate this,’ I thought as I trudged through the snow. ‘This is so wrong. I don’t even like these people when I get paid to be around them and now I have to be nice when I’m not getting paid.’ The cheaply decorated room with its paper ornaments and awful red and green tablecloths didn’t improve my mood. I set my gift on the table with hope that it was my boss that picked it since it was an old mug with the Grinch on it that said, ‘The mean ones have more fun.’ I quickly found the punch bowl and hoped that someone had spiked it, but as I took a drink of the fruity liquid I sighed. ‘I work with angels,’ I told myself. As I meandered around trying my best to look joyous I saw a man sitting alone looking as unhappy as me. I made my way toward him and had no idea who he was. “Hi, is this seat taken?” I asked. “Open etlik escort for grabs,” he said showing me a pretty nice smile that reached his dark green eyes. “Thanks,” I said as I sat down. I started to make small talk and found out he was the husband of one of the new girls working with me. He didn’t want to be here anymore than me. We laughed that the punch was not spiked and I told him about my gift. He said he had a mug just like that at home and I told him that the one in the box was a spare for me. We were hitting it off pretty good until his wife walked up. She pulled him away and it seemed like days that I sat there alone. When I decided to wander the room again, grab my gift and make some excuse to leave I saw him walking straight for me. He had a determined look in his eyes and I felt like I was prey to his hunt. If he were not married I’d take him home for some keçiören escort meaningless sex. As I locked my eyes with his and walked toward him he smiled and shot a quick glance down my body. ‘Maybe he wants a little meaningless sex,’ I thought. “Meet me outside in ten,” he said as he passed me. I was stunned and turned to see him grab his coat and walk out of the room. When I came back to myself I looked at my watch and quickly found my boss. I told him I was not feeling well and was going to leave. He smiled and nodded as he told me ‘Merry Christmas.’ I reluctantly said it back and as I turned from him I rolled my eyes and made good time to the table of packages and grabbed one. I picked up my coat and was out the door as fast as I could. I stepped into the cold and yelped as I was pulled around a corner. I was panting and in shock as I clutched the small box in my hands kızılay escort to my chest. “Shhh…” he said as he held me close. I nodded and took a deep breath. He pulled me down a flight of stairs and through a doorway. We stepped into a very warm room and I realized it was the boiler room. Before the door could close he pushed me up against it using our bodies to slam it shut. He stared at my wide eyes lustfully and I knew what he wanted because I wanted it too. He leaned in to kiss me and I dropped my gift and pulled him in. His soft lips danced with mine before I opened up to him. We let our tongues play as our hands wandered slipping off each other’s coats. I made short work of his shirt flying through the buttons as his calloused hands made their way up my body. Our timing was perfect as I undid the last button he slipped my dress off. I stood before him in only sheer panties and thigh-highs hearing him groaned his approval. I smiled at him and started to open his pants. He leaned against me and mauled my breast. It was starting to get difficult to concentrate on my current task, but I managed to get his pants open. As I started to push them down I began to squat before him.

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Tina: My fantasy involves an ultra suave and sophisticated mature man with dashing looks and impeccable manners sweeping me off my feet in a whirlwind of romance. He will wine and dine me in a style to which I am yet to be accustomed. His conversation will be witty and interesting. He will be beautifully dressed in bespoke shirts and suits and wear just a hint of expensive aftershave.By the time the meal is over I’ll be so wrapped up in him that I will be putty in is hands. When he suggests we go up to his hotel suite I eagerly agree. He pours us a glass of port and invites me to sit next to him on the sofa. I look into his deep blue eyes and feel a shiver of desire course through me. My animal instinct start to surface. I want this man. I want to feel him close and feel his power and urgency moving within me.But he takes his time. I decline çankaya escort a second glass of port and wait in fevered anticipation for him to make his first move. He kisses the back of my hand and looks up at me. I think he can see the desire spilling out of my eyes. He moves his lips up to the nape of my neck and I shudder in delight as his soft lips brush against my skin. Then he cups my head in his strong hands and kisses me, long and deep. I think I’m beginning to understand how women in days of old used to faint clean away. His tongue is like a wicked serpent tempting me to give myself up to his use and desire. My pussy is wet and I can’t wait.He undresses me slowly and kisses me once more before at last moving his tongue down to my breasts. His hot tongue circles my little erotic warriors before rus escort he teases them with his teeth. Then he licks and nibbles and sucks me into absolute ecstasy. I writhe around on the bed as his hand slowly slips down my smooth, flat stomach. His long fingers tease around my belly button while his tongue still pleasures my nipples. Then at last his fingers slips onto my puffed up lips and he teases me apart.I shiver as he kisses down my belly and then at last, oh what joy! he kisses my pussy lips and tongues and nibbles me into a frenzy. I thrash around on the bed, begging and pleading with him to penetrate me but he ignores my cries. He takes his time, eating me like a delicate fruit that has to be savoured lest you never have another one. I pinch my nipples now as he gently finger fucks me while gently eryaman escort teasing my clit. I need him so bad I am almost in tears as I beg once more for him to enter me.He strips quickly. I catch sight of a big, thick brown cock jutting out of a hairy crotch. He spits onto his angry looking cockhead and rubs the spit into it. And then at last he enters me with one thrust. Oh such ecstatic joy as that thick cock fills me completely. At last I am made whole as he thrusts into and I grab a hold of his hips and urge him on. We are two animals now, the thin veneer of sophistication long forgotten as we rut and fuck, desperate to achieve orgasm.Surprisingly I am the first one to reach there and I wail and moan as pleasure washes over me. My nails rake down his back and I am shocked by the torrent of cuss words that escape from my lips as I urge him on. His gentle moans suddenly explode into a horny grunt as he blast off inside me. He shudders and whimpers before laying his head on my breast and drifting off to sleep. HelenI am tired of being a good girl. I have nice house in a nice suburb, with a good husband.

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It had already been a long and tiring day’s shopping. Me and Tiffany had only been seeing each other a couple of months and I was keen to spend as much time with her as possible…but this was pushing it. The only consolation was how good she looked…she had dyed her hair black that morning and had recently had it cut into a bob; both of which really suited her. She was wearing a plain blue t-shirt under which her firm proud tits swelled temptingly and tight black leggings, both of which served to make her gorgeous round arse look so good I hadn’t been able to help leaving my hand on it most of the time we had walked round. The leggings seemed accentuate her buttocks and made them all the more tempting, especially as she walked…a fact I had seen other guys noticing as we made our way around town. Finally we entered what Tiffany promised was our last shop…wandering round she chose three tight fitting dresses for an event she was attending. She made her way to the changing room with them as I followed. “Three items to try, is it etimesgut escort okay if my boyfriend comes in with me to see what he thinks?” she asked the attendant, who looked me up and down and gave me a wry smile. “Of course,” she said and let us through, me behind Tiffany, still staring at her arse as we went along the curtains of the busy rooms until we got to an empty one. Tiffany went in and I closed the curtain, turning to see she was straight away bending over and undoing her trainers. Her leggings were so thin I could see the smooth white skin of her buttocks within them as they stretched so tight and I couldn’t resist putting my hand to them, feeling the smooth material and easing up behind her. “Oi!” she giggled quietly, but didn’t move my hand, as she struggled with her trainers. “There are people next door!” she reminded me, as we heard the next room’s curtains open and someone else enter that one. I smiled as she stood up again and pulled her top over her head, revealing her proud but eryaman escort modestly sized tits in her plain white bra. I rested my hand on the growing bulge in my jeans as Tiffany looked at me, then started to slide down her leggings, now showing she had on my favourite knickers – nothing fancy, just very tight black nylons. She stood still before me for a moment grinning, the mirror behind her letting me enjoy the sight of her arse and the tight panties struggling to cup her buttocks. She took the first dress off the hook and slid it on, first up over her legs and then over her chest before turning her back to me. “Zip me up?” she said as I edged up and took the zip, pulling it up, struggling since it was so tight. She turned to face me, seeing the delight on my face as I took in the incredibly tight blue dress: her breasts pushing hard against it and accentuating her cleavage, and tight over her thighs so that her arse was similarly highlighted as I noticed again in the mirror. It was short too, sincan escort pretty much all of her slender thighs revealed, more on the side with a 3 inch slit from it “Well?” she said grinning, then moved closer to me and onto her tip toes to whisper in my ear. “The best test will be how hard your cock is. Why don’t you get it out?” she giggled quietly before standing back. Shocked but turned on I smiled back and wordlessly unbuttoned my jeans, tight at the crotch from how hard I was already. Tiffany looked expectantly as I opened them and showed her the thick outline of my erection in my tight white shorts for a couple of seconds, then eased them down over it to reveal my massively hard cock. I took it in my hand and gently stroked it. Tiffany stared open mouthed, then covered her mouth to conceal a gasp. “I like it,” I said, making her giggle, more so as we heard a zip in the next room and someone else easing into or out of their clothes. “OK, next one,” she said, turning to me for me to unzip her. I pushed close to her, my dick rubbing against her leg and making her giggle again, this time out loud. I unzipped the dress, revealing again the back of her bra and then her gorgeous arse, and now I placed my hand on it, my thumb just sliding along the edge of them where the tight material cut into her fleshy arse cheek.

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The HitchhikerIt had been a long stressful day, with work overloading myself and I felt weary as I climbed into my car and looked at the time. 9.17 PM. It was getting late, and the dusk of nightfall was just beginning to settle in. I set off from work, and headed off down the country roads towards my small cottage home.The radio was switched on, playing soft melodies of olden days gone by. Weaving around the country lane, where up ahead, a vehicle situated at the side of the road. A small figure stood at the rear, as they turned and looked down towards me. Their arms raised and waved, as I began to slow down and pulled up behind. The headlights shone ahead to reveal a beautiful, young woman, about 21 years in age, step forward. Long, slender legs that stretched up towards the extremely short skirt she wore. Her blouse, white and soft in fabric design only helped stimulate the imagination of her curvaceous form of her body, buttoned down the front with a neck line that showed the slight cleavage on display. She stepped around to the side of the car, as I wound down the window.”Hi. Are you alright?” I asked.”My car broke down. I can’t get it going, and my phone won’t work. Could you give me a lift to the nearest town please sweetie?” she asked me. Her voice was like a soothing melody, enchanting me with it’s words and rhythm.”Sure, hop in!” I added, mostly without thinking. I had no idea who she was, or where she came from, but her beauty, her voice and that incredible smile seemed to captivate me into her aura.”Thanks!” she said, as she opened the door and stepped inside. I glanced across, watching her legs working as she slid upon the seat and whipped her legs around and within the vehicle. She turned, and smiled at me. “Thanks so much for this. I didn’t think anyone was going to come around here and help me” she added.”It’s usually a quiet road, and it’s late, so lucky I was just heading home!” I informed her, and turned back to drive. Slipping the car back in gear, I pulled away from her vehicle which was parked at the side and we rode off ahead. We had traveled for a good ten minutes when she turned to me, and spoke. “Do you mind if I put the heating on a little sweetie, it’s just getting a Little cold in here” she inquired.”No, I don’t mind. Please go ahead!” I said with a smile.She leaned across, turning the dial as the warm air began to breeze out from various points upon the front of the car. “Oh that feels good…” she said as she leaned her head back, and closed her eyes. I glanced across, as she opened her mouth and released a warm heavy breathe of her own with a gentle sigh, and licked her lips. I gulped down as I watched her, and the sudden arousal of this beautiful young woman sat next to me. I could feel my own cock begin to stir under my pants, as I tried to adjust my position sat to keep it hidden.My head constantly adjusting to the road ahead, which was extremely quiet and a soft darkness to the world around us. And this young woman at my side, as the warm air breezed across the fringe of her blond hair, and upon her face and body. Her hand raised up to the side of her head, and then slid down, slowly and gently etimesgut escort caressing her own face. Slipping down, across her neck, and down the upper naked section of her chest above her blouse. It continued on, shaping her palm around the perky breasts that formed out from her slim figure, finishing as her hand dropped to her legs and she caressed her thighs for a moment.”Mmm, that feels good” she said. She turned to me, as I quickly adjusted to look out ahead once more, “You don’t mind if I take my heels off do you, it’s just I’ve been stood out there for hours and my feet are killing me?” she asked, as I turned, smiled and nodded my approval. She leaned forward and began to wrestle with the straps upon her high heeled shoes. As she leaned ahead, stretching over her legs, of which her skirt seemed to ride that little higher up her thighs. Her blouse pulled away from her, as I turned to look across and briefly, every few moments. My eyes caught glimpses of the soft, ample breasts upon her chest. And, the quick flashes of what appeared to be a hard, erect nipple that featured upon the peak of her breasts. The sight was making me feel more aroused, more lustful in my vision to constantly look upon her. My focus of the road broken to stare, captivated by her body. My cock stirred harder, slithering like a snake in my pants as it wanted to break free. Then, I looked once too often and she caught me glancing at her, and down her blouse. She smiled, as I quickly snapped my head back. “It’s okay hun, I don’t mind you looking!” she said, as she leaned back up, her feet kicking off her heels below and she sat there, a wicked smile upon her face. “I love the feel of cool warm air mixed with the soft darkness upon my skin. It makes me… so warm inside” she whispered. Turned to look at me, and offered eyes that were difficult to turn away from. “Hmmm… it looks like you have a big problem sweetie” she said, as she glanced down towards the growing bulge in my pants. My hands on the wheel, and I was unable to do anything to try and hide it. “Maybe I can offer a hand sweetie, as a thank you for picking me up!” she added.As I looked out ahead, she leaned across the central part between us, and her hand rested upon my leg. It soothed it’s way back and forth, caressing and feeling my thigh. My cock slithering upon it’s own under my pants as she stared down upon it. Her hand then moved across, and began to slide up and down my groin. Feeling the lengthy, hard erection beneath. Her fingers forming around the long shape of my cock, stroking upon it. “Oooohhh… it looks like you are really turned on sweetie.”I could begin to feel that inner burning desire erupting in my stomach, to my chest. Spreading like wildfire throughout my body. Her hand was constantly stroking my cock for me through my pants. The long, hard shape of my erection held captured below. “Your so hard, and I think it would like to come out for some fresh air sweetie” she said, and with both my hands on the steering wheel, and my eyes altering from looking out ahead, and down to see her soft fingers stroking my cock and becoming more aroused. eryaman escort Her fingers then began to unzip my trousers. And then, disappeared within them.I could feel her hand searching, slipping through the gap of my boxers and gently taking hold of my hard, erect cock in her fingers. Pulling upon it, as within a moment she freed it from it’s prison. It plopped out and stood erect, high and thick in length and girth. “Wow… you have a wonderfully huge cock sweetie” she said. As her fingers slowly wrapped around the shaft of my cock, and she began to jerk me off. “Mmm, it’s so thick babe… I love it thick and hard!” she said, in her own sexually toned whispering of voice. I tried my best to continue to drive, concentrating upon the road ahead but the feel of her hand, her fingers wrapped tightly around my cock and jerking me off was overwhelming me. “Look at the blood pumping through it’s veins, making it so much stiffer and thick. It looks so delicious….” she said.And with that, she unclipped her seat belt and leaned her upper body across, hunching over and towards my lap. Her tongue then began to flick across the tender underside of my cock, just at the point where the engorged head meets the shaft. “Ughhhhh!” I called out at the feel of her wet tongue upon me. She continued on, her head down in my lap, under my arm that stretched over her to the steering wheel. Her tongue glided up and down the length of my cock, leaving a wet trail upon it.She opened her mouth wide, and engulfed my cock inside in one large swoop. Taking in several inches in one go. Wrapping her lips around the shaft and then began to suck on it inside. “Fuck….. Ughhhhhh!” I called out at this wonderful sensation of her my cock buried deep inside of her warm, wet mouth. Her head bobbed, up and down, up and down. Sucking on my cock in her mouth. That wonderful feeling of a blow job given to me, as my cock throbbed and thrust itself between her lips that wrapped tightly upon it.The soft sound of sloppiness all around us, and slurping of her mouth sucking. Her tongue inside, swirling around the engorged head, licking it, flicking upon it. Driving me crazy with complete lust and lost in my mind as to the road ahead. “Fuck yes… Oh God… that feels amazing babe!” I called out to her. My eyes growing weary, as I breathed harder and moaned, offering my approval of her sucking my cock. Her head continued to bob, up and down, turning around as best she could as she took in several lengthy, and very thick inches into her mouth. Sucking hard and deep, enjoying the immense pleasure of a cock between her lips. I realized I couldn’t do this much more, and I pulled over to the side of the road. The car slowing down to a halt. The darkness all around us, and the light inside the vehicle the only illuminous vision to see what was taking place within.I took my hands off the wheel, and slipped them upon the back of her head, holding her gently, as I helped her head bob up and down, continuing to suck my thick cock inside of her lips. I began to thrust my own hips a little, while still strapped into my seat. Raising them gently, as my sincan escort cock thrust itself deeper up inside, taking in a few extra inches between her lips and she accepted them. The sloppy sounds of her mouth sucking, and wetness of her tongue slurping around against my cock as I could feel it bulging hard.Then, she slipped her head free. My cock plopped out of her lips and stood upright. Erect, covered in her saliva and glistening under the spotlight from the inside roof of the car. She looked up at me, licking her lips. Then, she moved, working her way towards the back of the car as I looked upon the skirt, and that shapely sweet ass of hers that slipped close to my face. I unclipped my seatbelt. Turned to look at her, as she turned around and sat upon the back seat.She looked at me, that wicked smile upon her lips and eyes that screamed that she needed to be fucked, hard and long and very deep inside. She spread her legs as I looked upon her body, to see the long slender thighs of her shaven smooth form. As they parted, it revealed the sensual delight that formed in the middle. She opened wide and showed she wasn’t wearing any panties under her skirt. Her pussy was sex on fire, her slit on view against the soft puffy lips at either side. Her fingers dipped into her mouth, and wet them, before sliding down and touching her own pussy. Wetting the lips upon her lower body, her hand rubbing back and forth, and the middle finger just gently teasing me as it slipped across her slit in center, and looked like it was ready to disappear within.”Mmm sweetie… I’m so fucking wet…. so horny…. I need your cock so badly inside of me!” she said, as she continued to rub her pussy up and down, warming it up for me. Occasionally binging her fingers to her mouth and wetting her fingertips before returning and rubbing her pussy more. Her hand rubbed up and down, as the middle finger finally slipped inside the slit of her wet cunt. “OOooohhh… mmmm…. oh yes baby. That feels so good!” she moaned out as I watched.My own cock bulging as I took hold of it and jerked it myself a little. My hand wrapped around my cock, tightly gripped and stroked upon my own cock. Watching her, teasing me with her own games of pleasuring herself. “Fuck… that is so nice… oh sweetie I am so wet inside…. do you want me babe… do you want to taste my wet dripping cunt?” she asked of me. She could see the lust in my eyes as I stared upon her. “Come here, and lick my pussy… taste me… eat my wet cunt and enjoy the sweet honey I offer you!” she said as she pulled her hand away. I didn’t need to be asked twice, as I jumped out of the drivers side door, stepped to the back, opened the back seat side. Looked in, my cock hanging free from my pants, as the cool air breezed against it, and the sight of her body slithering upon the back seat, resting backwards on her elbows. Inviting me inside.I moved in, stretching my body between her legs as she spread them wide either side of me. I could smell the sweet aroma of her wet pussy close by, and headed towards it. It glistened gently, the wetness dripping off the lips. I laid, face down upon the back seat, my legs edging out the car door, and I lowered in. My tongue licked up across her wet cunt. “Ughhhh… oh yes… again sweetie.. lick me out!” she called out with a soft moan. I licked her pussy, over and over. The taste of her sweet honey that she was offering me, dripping upon my lips and tongue.

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You had just finished a run. Your Dad had the kids.When you came in the door, you had a glow about you, not just the blood near your skin from running, but something more, something beautiful, and pure.I pulled you into my arms, and our lips met, hungry, wanting. Our tongues explored each others lips and mouths. I sucked on your tongue, like it was a piece of hot, sweet, jumping fruit. our tongues locked in a fever, darting in and out of each others mouths. I ran my hands down your back, caressing your warm body. I stopped when I reached your ass, and pulled etlik escort you closer, so you could feel my stiff hardon, poking through my pants. You started to grind your pussy against me, making me even harder, as if that were possible.I caressed your ass cheeks, as the intensity of our kisses ramped up. I put my hands on the crack of your ass, gently kneading, pinching, squeezing them, ever closer to your pussy.I moved my mouth away from your mouth, and gently kissed your cheeks, nose, eyes, hair, until I reached your neck. I keçiören escort could taste the salt on your neck from running, and I licked it off in little swirls. I caressed your ear on the outside, and then poked my tongue into your ear, causing your body to shake. I could feel you getting turned on, and that made my cock even harder. I moved 1 hand from your ass and began to palm your pussy through your shorts and panties. As I pressed a finger into your slit, you pushed your pussy forward to meet my finger through the clothes. kızılay escort I moved my tongue around your neck, slowly, lovingly, licking away all of the salt residue that was part of you. I reached the other ear, and again licked the lobe and outer ear, before again sticking my tongue into your inner ear. You jumped and moved even closer to me.Reluctantly, I moved away, so I could pull off your shirt over your head. I could see the swell of your breasts heaving, which turned me on even more. Your hand began to trace the outline of my cock through my shorts, caressing it, making it even harder. Drops of pre cum began to come out as you continued to rub my cock, making wet sticky spots on my shorts.I slid my head down to your chest, licking each inch, and kissed your breasts around your bra. You thrust your chest forward as I did so.

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“Ruth for heaven’s sake will you please hurry up. You’reworking at a snail’s pace today. I don’t pay you to act like you’re sleep-walking.” I bite my tongue and count to ten. I don’t know how I keep my cool sometimes, on days like this Alexis can be the bitch from hell, and the worst boss imaginable. “Yes Alexis. I get the message.” I’ve worked here at The Ark for just over two years. It once had a reputation as the best Restaurant in town, but things have slipped over the past year. The previous owner decided to sell up and Alexis and her husband Greg snapped it up at a bargain price. Tonight is the grand reopening, with a host of local movers and shakers invited to experience the new menu. Alexis barks out instructions and repeatedly checks her watch, in a little over two hours the doors will be opening. Greg is busy stocking the bar, whilst I am furiously polishing cutlery and glasses. “Ruth, are you thick or just cloth eared? I told you to speed up. We open in two hours if you checked the clock. You can tell the time I take it?” Once again I am forced to keep my temper in check. I hate Alexis with a passion, but I cannot afford to lose this job. I have rent and bills to pay. One day çankaya escort though, she is going to find out that it’s not wise to belittle me. I finally finish the cutlery, making a damn fine job of it even if I do say so myself. Relieved that now it’s just the champagne glasses and then I’m done. I start the task of polishing over a hundred flutes, it’s painstaking and slow, but I will get there. “NO, NO, NO!! Ruth, are you sure you want to keep your job here? Those glasses are smeared, you aren’t doing it properly. Honestly I could get a trained chimp to do your job, and probably do it better you silly little girl.” I feel my eyes moisten; caused by her constant nit-picking and general jibes. I’m sure she can see the tears in my eyes, as she grins lopsidedly, seemingly happy that if her goal was to upset me, then she certainly succeeded. Mercifully, the telephone at the far end of the restaurant bursts into life and Alexis marches off to answer it. I’m relieved to get a moment of peace from her hawk like attention. ‘Fuck this’ I murmur under my breath, throwing my glass polish and cloth down, making my way to the staff room to grab my cigarettes and lighter. rus escort I’ve been trying to kick the habit, but Alexis has shredded my nerves and I need to calm down. I make my way up the metal fire exit stairs and open the squeaky door onto the fire escape which doubles as a smoking area. Luckily it is a beautiful sunny evening, which lifts my mood a little. I light my cigarette and inhale deeply, taking in the flavour of harsh tobacco momentarily before exhaling. I curse my lack of will power, telling myself I really need to quit smoking one day soon. The nicotine does its job though, calming me down instantly. I look out over the city, enjoying the gentle warmth of early summer, looking forward to tomorrow when I finally get a day off to relax. I’m so pre-occupied with thoughts of what I’m going to do that I don’t hear the creaky door opening. I stare in horror expecting that bitch Alexis, but breathe a sigh of relief when I see it is Greg. Greg is different again; a really nice, gentle guy. I personally don’t know how he can stay married to Alexis, but I imagine he has far more patience than I do. “So this is where you slope off to is it? Look, I’m so sorry eryaman escort Ruth, she shouldn’t talk to you like that.” I stub out my cigarette and look into Greg’s big blue eyes. “No she shouldn’t. It’s hurtful and unprofessional. And I deserve better.” “No I know, I know. But she won’t listen to me, you know what she’s like. For what it’s worth I think you’re brilliant, and we are lucky to have you.” I don’t know whether it was Greg’s kind words or the words of Alexis hitting home, but I suddenly and unexpectedly burst into tears. “Hey, hey, what’s all this then? Don’t cry, Ruth. You know, a lot of Alexis’ words come out of jealousy. She can’t stand the fact that you are younger, and prettier than she is.” The tears weave their way down my face, slowly. Instinctively, Greg’s soft hands move to stem the flow and brush my tears away. I find myself with no words for a moment, just staring into his steely eyes. “I think you’re so fucking gorgeous and sexy, Ruth.” There is a momentary pause before he leans in and kisses my lips slowly and deeply. His lips are as soft as his hands. I don’t stop him, wanting his kiss, enjoying the feel and warmth of the moment. I respond with force, kissing his lips with wild abandon, feeling his tongue on mine and then his hands groping my bum, pushing me backwards against a wall. His body now meshed against mine, I reciprocate, hands squeezing his amazing tight butt. No words are exchanged, none are needed in all honesty.

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