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Alice Upside Down (Edited)Alice Upside Down?Alice sits in her study behind her wooden desk. The small fireplace glows with a roaring fire. The crackling flames make good background noise for the rooms only other sound is the tick of a large grandfather clock. The beat seems to be getting slower and slower as time swings by. “Oh I’m fed up!” Alice declares to herself as she lays the fountain pen she got for her eighteenth birthday down on the desk. She starts to fiddle with the hem about the neck of her favorite dress. Her innocent fiddling soon turns into something a little more taboo as she realises that she is in fact inadvertently caressing her pert supple young breasts. With her new awareness she continues to caress her perfectly shaped and ample bosom, the pads of her fingers slowly creeping lower and lower as she begins to aimlessly explore beneath her lacy white bra.It isn’t’ long before the tips of her fingers reach her nipple, hard despite the temperate climate of the room. It will be dark soon and there is little she can see through the window. It occurs to her that someone could very well be watching her from outside through the window of her study. That and the thought thought of her tutor walking in to check on her at any time is enough to get her heart racing. She should stop, she knows she should stop, her heart is pounding and the hairs at the back of her neck are stood to attention. Instead she delves further into her lacy underwear. Her soft hand feels good against her perky bust. The contrast of her warm soft hand and delicate fingers gently gliding over her firm cold silky smooth chest is most comforting in a pleasurable way.Her chest soon warms, Alice starts to fondle her firm nipple, lightly squeezing it, sending a wave of pleasure through her chest and into her body. “Mmmmm.” she sighs as she closes her eyes. She plays with her nipple for a while and she soon forgets where she is. She squeezes harder and harder, as hard as she can. It should hurt, it should really hurt but somehow hurts in a good way. She removes her hand from her bra, her heart is throbbing in her chest in a heavy but steady beat. She should be studying and if Mr burrows walks in she will be in so much trouble. However she wants more, taking her soft warm hand and placing it on her lower thigh as she tucks her other hand under the collar of her dress and grasps it as if it has suddenly tightened around her neck. She takes a deep breath as her mind starts to fill with dirty little thoughts.’Well my hand is under the desk, if someone walks in no one will see it. Surely that’s MORE sensible than fondling my chest. I’m nineteen now I can do what I want with my body.’ She knows what she’s doing is so very very bad but it feels good and it’s so much more appealing than the monotonous chore of algebra homework. Her delicate little fingers start to wonder from her knee, gently strolling up her cold thigh. Her finger and thumb soon reach the hem of her dress and she slips her thumb beneath it as her hand rides up her silky smooth leg. Her upper thigh whilst warmer than her lower thigh still feels cold to the touch. She starts to gently stroke her thigh up and down while she plays with her collar., gradually warming her leg. Each stroke takes her hand a little higher as she hesitantly pendik escort ventures towards her goal and nervously bites her lip, her top teeth showing like pearls. She soon reaches her little white cotton panties and lightly strokes the lacy trim with her index finger. The texture is quite novel, the feel of her soft skin through the netting making for a unique sensation. Dare she reach a little further? If Mr Burrows walks in she won’t be seen just resting her and on her thigh she’ll be caught masturbating and punished accordingly.She delves further, prising open the lacy trim so that her finger tip is tucked beneath her tight little cotton knickers.. It feels a little warmer down there and she does not want to take her hand away. She moves her hand down even further, the tips of her three largest fingers raking the upper limits of her neatly cropped pubic hair from within her fine French lingerie. The thrill of knowing that her soft nimble fingers are but centimetres away from her tight young love tunnel whilst all the while anyone could be watching outside or walk through the door makes her heart almost skip a beat. The excitement fills her body with electric energy and she has a warm feeling in her belly. She likes the fuzzy warm feeling of friction as she strokes her soft warm womanhood through the thin cotton fabric.Soon she can’t resist any more, she moves her hand all the way down, past her well kept garden until her middle finger is between the bushes. She takes a deep breath as she gently dips the tip of her digit between her sweet moist lips and lets out the faintest groan at the sensation of finally feeling her moist little hole. She has waited so long for the opportunity and it feels so good to finally get the chance to touch it.It feels warm, slightly sticky and rather pleasant. The pad of her finger rises, up between her lips, slightly moist from her sweet sweet nectar. She soon reaches for her tiny little swollen love bulb, touching lightly as if it were fragile like she’s stroking a caterpillar. Her heart is pounding and she thinks she can feel her pulse through her bud. She can, she can feel it throbbing through her sticky fingertip.She dips her finger in her inkwell again ready to render her work, slightly deeper this time, the very tip inside her. She has waited so long and the feeling of her slender extremity entering her moist passage is enough to make her sigh with a heavy exhalation and a sense of relief. She is tempted to leave her finger inside, driving it deeper in her tight little hole but she wants to rub her sensitive little love bud a little more first. She knows it’s worth it in the long run.She takes her finger out from her passageway and lets it wallow in her entrance way for a few seconds before she applies her naturally lubricated fingertip to her perfect little love gem. Alice strokes it, very lightly at first as if it is made of the lightest thinnest most brittle glass that would shatter at the slightest touch. More so, as if she is touching an ashen husk that would disintegrate at the lightest breeze. It feels good and she soon gains confidence. Her own juices allowing her finger to glide with the greatest of ease. She starts with gentle strokes as if she is finishing the final details of a wet oil painting with her fingers. escort pendik Then she starts to move in tiny circles as though she is delicately rubbing scented oil onto a single freckle, almost tickling herself. She starts to rub harder, as she feels her passage way relax and become more and more pliant. She soon becomes wet and slippery rather than just a little moist. Alice strokes her lips again with the greatest dexterity, this time more confident but still lightly as if her virginity makes it tender and it would hurt should she stroke them any harder.Her lips are no so wet that they make the faintest sound of a kiss as she teases her hole and her juices tack on the end of her finger. She rubs the sticky glaze over her love bud and continues as if writing with a quill. She starts to feel hot and light of breath as if she’s just ran down the road at a brisk pace as the tempo increases down in her hot steamy little engine room.She starts to blush, a wave of heat rushing through her as the pleasure starts to rise. She starts to rub harder and harder faster and faster rubbing her little lamp until the love guinie makes her wish come true. Her lips now soaking wet, almost dripping from inside and there is a moist patch on her lingerie. Her gusset rises and falls in time with her chest as she breathes more heavily.She can feel her heart pounding in her rib cage, her stomach feels light as all the blood rushes to her head and her abdomen. She’s reached the point of no return, no longer is she simply touching herself. Now she is pleasuring herself, the addictive feeling trapping her in an upward spiral towards ecstasy, she couldn’t stop if she wanted to. She starts to simmer about to boil over, biting her lip with a whimper as she tries to suppress her uncontrollable urge to moan. Her tiny yet expensive panties become slightly damp where they touch her lips and she can feel them start to stick to her hot wet flesh where the fabric has become moist. It feels hot and clammy down there but in a nice way. She wants more.She moves her hand deeper into her cute little cotton panties as she dips a finger insider her soaking wet hole in a single smooth motion that makes her moan out loud. Her heart starts to flutter as she works her finger in deeper, penetrating her threshold for the first time. It’s nothing like nanny told her it would be but then again this is just one finger rather than someone’s manhood.She draws her digit it all the way out again before plunging it back in again and again like a butterfly sucking up nectar. She discovers a sweet spot with a quiet little sigh. She realises she is making a noise but she can’t help it. She is having trouble enough subduing her quiet little groans. Grinding against her finger she desperately tries to subdue the erotic melody of her sweet voice.Then finally with a deep stroke to just the right spot she does voice her enjoyment with a an audible gasp. Her uncontrollable moan shocks her and she opens her eyes for a brief moment to look at the door and listen. Checking to make sure there are no peeping toms trying to catch a look through the key hole or eavesdropping on her own personal delight. She’s seen the way Mr Burrows looks at her when he thinks she is not looking. Sometimes she teases him, playing with her hair or her pendik escort bayan collar looking all innocent in her long white stockings. She enjoys the power she has over him knowing that he wants her but he can’t have her. When she’s feeling really naughty she’ll ‘accidentally’ drop her pencil on the floor and bend over in front of him to pick it up.She is enjoying herself too much to care now, the thought of being watching only spurs her on. She starts to rub her magic spot firm enough to have an effect making a squelching noise as the rest of her hand becomes soaked in her slippery wet juices. A little faster now. She gasps as a wave of pleasure fills her body with a sudden head rush. She keeps going, harder, her tight wet slit squelching to the rhythm of her frantic hand movements. She starts to become aware of her breathlessness as a thin layer of perspiration starts to build on her forehead. She knows it will look strange if she appears a little flustered but she can’t let it end. She’s almost there now, she wants to stay here for ever. She has to finish it before she gets caught. She can feel how close she is but she instinctively knows that the higher she climbs the greater the joy when she reaches the summit.She withdraws her digit with a breathless gasp and curiously sniffs her fingers, looking at them glisten in the firelight while tries to recover for a few seconds. Catching her breath before finishing in a frenzy. Her fingers are covered in her sticky juices and her lips are soaking wet. She can feel a damp patch as she slides her hand down her tight lacy lingerie, and the wet patch of the delicate cotton fabric peels away from her sweet lips.She returns her attention to her perfect little love bud and starts to rub it again only with none of the finesse of before. She rubs it harder and faster as if she has an uncontrollable itch. Harder and faster, the sweat building up on her head as she frantically polishes her sparkling jewel. As if it is a precious family heirloom with a terrible a stain on it. Which in a sense it is but for all the rubbing she is doing the water marks are getting worse, soaking her most sensitive of organs in a layer of thick sticky nectar.She is breathless, hot headed, perspiering heavily as she frantically rubs herself to a most natural high. The genie in a bottle between her legs ready to granting her one last urgent wish. She bites her lip even harder and desperately holds her breath, trying to stop herself from screaming a joyous melody at the top of her voice. Instead she makes herself feel as if her head is about to explode her corset feels too tight and she feels a light headedSomething is happening she’s fully baked, about to pop. Her wish is finally granted in an explosion of blissful joy, her knickers now soaked through with sweet ambrosia. She is breathless, her hand now completely slick with her thick slippery juices. She withdraws it and being curious starts to lick her slippery wet fingers as if tasting custard. It doesn’t really taste of anything yet at the same time it’s incredibly moreish. Instead of sating her appetite this new experience leaves her wanting more. She can hear her heart thumping against her rib cage as she pulls her dress back down and wipes her hand against it leaving snail trails up the hem of her dress. Drying what little moisture is left after she licked sucked her fingers dry. She can feel her throbbing slit beneath her soaking wet panties. Next time she has the urge she surely won’t be able to resist.

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2nd date bbw milf w/hornymilfintxSo after the first date we had (if you haven’t read my first post check it out) it ended on a very good note, I had a BBW, MILF slut for myself now. I couldn’t stop jackin off to her whenever she was gone. but any way we still text each other, or I should say sext as that was just our language now. but we were already trying to see when the next time she was going to come over. so we plan that out and we both know that as soon as she walks through that door we are getting straight to fucking.So the day comes when she comes over an all over again I’m getting way too excited, I mean who wouldn’t. she’s texting me as she’s on her way and when she tells me she’s pullin up, I go to the window and see her park. I hear her come up the stairs and I open the door before she could even knock, she comes inside and I’m already on her makin out tryin to get my tongue down her throat grabbin her ass and feelin her huge wonderful tits. I right away start undoing her pants she’s already taking off her shirt, and turns around and I take off her bra and I reach around sliding my hands under her bra to fully grab her amazing sagging whore tits of her with my cock already poking her in the back. we’re both breathing heavy and we’ve gone that far already with out saying a word other than hi.no she turns back around and she gets on her knees and I’m just like fuck yes, get down there at get this cock In your mouth. she takes down my pants and right into her mouth she puts my cock. just how I like it don’t even bother jacking me off just put it in your mouth like the wonderful slut she is. and boy did she start sucking. bobbing her head back n forth on my cock taking it pretty damn deep not quite the whole way but fuck feeling my head hit the back of her mouth was a feeling I can never forget(but am I in for a treat on another pendik escort day). She just gets to town on my cock feeling her lips wrapped around the shaft of my cock feeling her lips sliding from the bottom of my head to almost the base of my cock. And feeling my head just gliding back and forth on her tongue and feeling all of her mouth on him as she presses more with her tongue. Watching her and how much she is enjoying my cock fucking her beautiful face my cock is rock solid and she’s already making me want to unload all in her mouth. But I make her slow down making me edge out so much. I have to make her stop so I can fuck her though.I tell her, I need to fuck this pussy now and she gladly gets up and man just watching her amazing body, nice belly, fat pussy mound, her huge tits just take a few steps to the bed and she get up there doggy position ready for me to fuck her. I grab my condom put it on and as I’m doing that I’m just right there behind her staring at her beautiful ass spread open for me and her pussy is just soo inviting and wide open ready for me to just be inside her. so I finish putting my condom on, and I right away slide my cock deep inside her and fuck her pussy was the most amazing loose slutty pussy I’ve ever had cause to me loose pussy is the best pussy. I just start fucking her your normal doggy style way, but I’m pounding away deep into her then fuck I have to slow down again cause I don’t want to cum yet so I go slower and start giving her random single hard thrusts edging my cum so much. then I stop for a moment with my cock still inside her so I can recuperate.I get my leg up next to her like I’m taking a knee and I can feel this position is going to be even better for pounding her amazing pussy. so I start again but this time slower deep thrusts but I’m really shoving my cock as deep as I can possibly go escort pendik inside her, and this whole time she’s just moaning telling me to fuck her taking it like to amazing good girl she is. Then I start pounding away again leaning sideways a bit really giving it me all fucking her pussy sliding all the way out and pounding it back into her. Again I gotta slow down so I don’t cum cause I really want to just keep fucking my slut all day.so now I stop again and move off the bed keeping her doggy but I’m standing and she’s on the edge. I line up my cock with her pussy, and man her pussy now is so wide open. so this time I just slowly slide my cock into her all the way in then come all the way back out to rub my cock all over her pussy, and I do this a few times and then I grab hold of my cock at the base pushing back and as I’m sliding my cock right on the outside of her pussy I can oddly feel her pussy lips a whole lot more, her wet pussy juices a whole lot more and just her pussy sliding against my head and my shaft in a way that soo much more pleasurable just like the first time we fucked bareback and as I slide my cock back out I see that I broke the condom as its just all bunched up at the base of my cock and my cock is throbbing and rock solid. and I hesitate for a second as my slut is just there for me to just keep giving it to her like the good girl she is. I’m just thinking fuck that was so amazing, I should stop and put a new condom on….but fuck I slide my cock back in her and keep it deep in her for a second and now I’m just like fuck it I’m fucking my slut bareback, I need to feel my sluts pussy while I’m pounding away and feeling her completely wrapped around my cock. So here I go, condom broken and bunched up at the base of my cock and I’m sliding my cock all the way in and out as I have to feel all of that wet, loose, slutty, pendik escort bayan bbw pussy of hers and fuck I’ve been edging this whole time, I know there is no way I wont be able to hold it in this time. I start pounding her pussy and fuck that did take long till I felt my cum building up again so I do a few more thrust taking my cock all the way out and all the way in and then I get closer and do a few good deep thrust into her and fuck I’m about to cum. [and of course I’m like man this would be a dream to creampie my slut deep and just keep fucking my sluts cream filled pussy, but I can’t, I know she would love that but not impregnating her as we were both on the same page about that] I give a good couple more poundings and yeah I’m taking even more of a risk and I finally pull out, and of course I had to take off the condom right away. I tell her to turn around and make me cum, (I still needed to cum inside my slut of course) I want you to swallow my cum. when I see her face I can tell she is in a good place cause she grabs my cock and its like she’s hypnotized, I get the lube as she’s stroking and poor it all over my cock and man she knows how to tug a cock too. All I say is here it comes, she continues jacking me off as she positions my cock and she comes closer and sticks out her tongue a bit with her mouth open and tilts her head back slightly and wow nothing more amazing than a slut milking my cock into her mouth…with enjoyment. She really knows what she’s doing as I’m telling her its coming she starts slowly stroking from head, down my shaft all the way to the base over and over and I just start unloading and fuck, the most amazing sight watching my cum first shoot into her mouth then ooze all over her tongue coating it completely and she doesn’t miss one drop and I’m completely drained, she savors my cum and I’m there next to her and she’s sloshing my cum all in her mouth and watching her tongue tasting all my cum and she closes her mouth and swallows is all and enjoys it completely with a beautiful smile on her face. and I just collapse.

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My Daughter and Her Mischievous Friend Pt.4It was early the next morning. A full bladder that needed to be emptied, woke me out of a deep sleep. Both girls were still sleeping on my bed. Lori was sleeping on her side, with her back toward me. Brit was still laying semi on me. Her head was still on my shoulder/chest area, with her arm over me, and her leg over mine. Her tit was resting on my lower rib cage. I needed to piss, but I didn’t want to wake Brit up. So I gently slid my body, letting Brit’s head hit the edge of my pillow. Thankfully, she moved, shifting herself on her other side. Now I had the room to get out of bed without waking either of them. It felt great as piss streamed out of my pecker, along with a couple of gas releases. Once done, I went back into my bedroom. Lori and Brit were still laying where I left them. I stood there looking at those two beautiful angels as they slept naked in my bed. “If I’m not the luckiest guy in the world, I don’t know who is.” I said in my head. I felt, and saw my cock get stiff, as I stared at their beautiful bodies. Lori and I had agreed that I would do more with Brit, since she wasn’t here everyday to enjoy what her and I were doing. So I gently got back on the bed, and rolled Brit’s still sleeping body on her back. She moaned, and shook her head, removing her hair from her face. I waited to make sure I didn’t wake her. Seeing that she was still sleeping, I spread her legs apart, showing her trim haired pussy. Her mound spread slightly, showing her thin lips of her labia. Her pussy wasn’t like Lori’s. Her slit was a lot thinner and more streamlined. Her clit didn’t pop out like Lori’s, and she didn’t have a plump outer lips of skin in between her mound. Her pubes were short, and even length, as if she recently trimmed, or had shaved it bald a couple months back. But all in all, it was a lovely canyon between her gorgeous legs. I got into position, laying in between her legs. I could smell the scent of soap that she used buca escort to wash herself last night. I inhaled the aroma, as I placed my mouth on her cunt. I jimmied her slit with my tongue, licking up and down. She began to moan, though she was in a twilight sleep. She moved her legs, bending them inward at the knees. I continued to lick her delicious pussy,looking up to see if she would awake. She moaned and shifted her head from side to side, as if reality had invaded her dreamworld. Her moans woke up Lori, as she turned to see what was going on. As she adjusted her eyes, she could see me between Brit’s legs. Then she shifted to other side watching how Brit was shaking her head from one side to the other, moaning with mouth closed, and eyes clenching shut. Lori was turned on seeing her friend get eaten out while she was still in a twilight sleep. She scooted closer to Brit, feeling, and squeezing her tits. She sucked in one of her boobs, relishing what was taking place with Brittany. Finally she woke up, seeing Lori sucking on her tit, and me eating her out. “Oh my God! I thought I was dreaming! Brit said as she realized what was going on. Lori moved up, greeting Brit with a kiss. “Good morning Big Tits.” Kissing her again. “Looks like daddy’s hungry, and you’re breakfast this time.” Lori kissed her one more time, then went back to sucking her tits. Now that Brit was up, she enjoyed me eating her out. She put her arm around Lori’s back, and her other hand was on my head. She moaned louder as she felt my tongue lapping her pussy with delight. I slid my hand underneath her leg, bringing it up, bending her knee upward, foot on the bed. Spreading her leg a little further, I had better access to her pussy. I took two fingers and slowly slipped them in her twat. Little by little, I went deeper inside. She moaned even louder as my fingers filled her hole. I could feel the thin membrane of her hymen with the tip of my middle finger. “Hmmm. She too escort buca is a virgin.” I said to myself. “Good to know she never allowed some immature schoolboy to have sex with her.”Getting my fingers nice and wet, I took out my middle finger, and placed it on her sphincter. I rubbed my finger around, getting it wet with her juices. I put the tip dead center on her asshole, pushing my finger through her clenched sphincter muscle. She let out a high pitched cry as my finger worked it’s way in. “He’s got a finger in my ass!” She told Lori. “Feels great doesn’t it? Lori replied.”It feels weird. I can feel him wiggling his finger in there. Oh my god. He’s going to make me cum!” My fingers were fucking both her holes. I used quick, hard thrusts, going as deep as I could with my fingers. Her ass bounced up and down on the bed, as I rammed my fingers deep in both her holes. No longer eating her out, I took my other hand, and rubbed the fuck on her clit. Her body began to spasm, as all her muscles began to contract, holding back the pressure of orgasmic bliss. She let out a high pitch squeal, as she finally relaxed her muscles, letting out one hell of an orgasm. She squirted just like Lori did a couple of weeks back. Brit laid on the bed, panting and staring up at the ceiling.”How’d you like it?” Lori said hovering over Brits sweaty head. “You were right.” She said still panting. “That was an awesome experience.” I knelt in between Brit’s legs. Massaging, and shaking the circulation back into them. Lori then moved closer to me, hugging me and french kissing me and saying good morning. She then looked down at Brit’s soaking wet pussy. Her orgasm sprayed onto her inner leg, and bed. “Wow! That’s about as much as what I discharged. Daddy, you really know what you’re doing.”Lori said with a smile.”Okay. Why don’t you girls go and shower, while I get dressed and make us some breakfast. How does scrambled eggs and bacon, with toast sound?””Sounds great dad.” buca escort bayan Come on Brit. I’ll help you up.” As Brit got off the bed, she could barely stand. It took her a few steps before her rubbery legs became more stable. I laughed, not because it was funny seeing her try to walk, but out of joy that I could still give a girl rubber legs after oral sex. As they took their shower, I got dressed, and prepared our breakfast. Later in the morning, Lori and Brit went out to see a movie.(Of course it was on me). And I did my usual yard work. I spent some time talking to one of my neighbors, drinking a couple of beers and shooting the shit, until the girls came home. “Well Dave. The girls are back. I’d better head on over there.” Okay Gary. I’ll talk to ya later.””Will do. Thanks for the brewskies.””Anytime.”I walked back into the house. The girls were in the living room watching tv as I walked in.”Hi daddy.” They both said together. It was the first time Brit didn’t say ‘Daddy Williams’.”They both sat down on the arm of the chair I was sitting on. They put their arm around me as they both kissed my cheek. I then french kissed Lori, then Brit. They told me what movie they saw, giving me all the spoiler alerts. Then how they ran into some friends at school. Brit even said how a couple of boys had asked them out on a date, but they turned them down. “You’re our boyfriend now dad. We don’t need anyone else. Right Brit?””Right Lor.” Brit said giving me another kiss.”Well you will need to date boys your age. You got proms and shit coming up in a few years. Plus like I said, let’s not rouse suspicion.””Don’t worry dad. Most k**s in school believe were lesbians. So we pretend we are by turning down boys.” Brit said smiling. We sat outside on the patio as I was cooking steaks on the grill. We played cards until supper was ready. We stayed out a little past dusk, playing rummy and talking about school and other k**s. We went in around 8:30, where we all got undressed and took a shower. It was a tight fit, but managed to wash each other up. We dried off and the girls blew dried their hair. Then they had some fun pointing their hair dryers at me drying my hair. We went off to my room for another night of fun. But that’s for next time.

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Die Stille und der ClownJaqueline_K 2018 „Lass sie uns alle verblüffen“, stand auf dem Zettel, den mir mein Tischnachbar zu geschoben und der mich seit einem Jahr von allem beschütze, was mich verletzten könnte.„Wie?“, war meine Antwort auf dem gleiche Zettel, den ich ihm zurückschob.„Um 14 Uhr nach der Schule bei dir.“Ich sah ihn groß an, dass er sich so einfach bei mir einlud, aber ich nickte. Dann wurde ich rot. Den Rest der Stunde versuchte ich wieder, für alle unsichtbar zu sein.Heimlich, still und leise war ich vor einem Jahr in die Klasse getreten und hatte nur zu ihm eine Art Beziehung aufgebaut. Er war nie aufdringlich, hatte nie versucht, bei mir zu landen. Er war der Clown, hinter dem jeder unterging und den Platz nach einem Jahr entnervt verließ. Ich war die neue, in der zehnten wegen Umzug meiner Eltern in seine Schule versetzt, nach dem ich von meinem alten zuhause fliehen musste. Ich war glücklich, wo ich war, schirmte er mich doch von aller nur erdenklichen Aufmerksamkeit ab. So konnte ich fleißig lernen und unbehelligt von zu viel männlicher Belästigung und brachte den Eltern zur Abwechslung Freude, aber keine Freunde nach Hause, bis zu dem Tag, als man den Abschlussball buca escort plante. Für die anderen standen wir nicht zur Wahl, waren wir fast nicht vorhanden. Ich schaute ihn an und er nickte. 1Ein Jahr zusammen und wir waren Meister in nonverbaler Kommunikation. Wir würden den Ball gemeinsam begehen.Am Nachmittag öffnete ich meine Tür und dirigierte ihn im Expresstempo in mein Zimmer. „Was ist?“ wollte er wissen.„Neugierige Mutter.“„So schlimm?“„Du machst dir keine Vorstellung. Warum wolltest du zu mir?“„Wegen dem Ball. Die glauben doch alle, wir wären eine schlechte Partie. Lass uns zeigen, wie sehr sie sich geirrt haben.“ grinste er. Ich schaute ihn an. Ich war unsicher, ob ich mich darauf einlassen sollte. Ich war seit dem einen abend nicht mehr draussen gewesen. Aber bei ihm fühlte ich mich merkwürdig sicher und geborgen. Also fragte ich:„Und wie?“„Ich kann nicht glauben, dass dein Kleiderschrank nur aus Rollis und Latzhosen besteht. Genauso wie bei mir nicht nur Hawaihemden und Bluejeans hängen. Wenn wir schon zum Ball gehen, dann lass es uns zu einem unvergesslichen Erlebnis für alle machen.“Ich schaute ihn an. Sollte ich es wagen? Ob ich das Kleid für ihn tragen? escort buca Ich schaute zu meinem Schrank. „Okay. Aber nicht kucken.“,sagte ich.Ich ließ ihm fast keine Zeit sich umzudrehen, als ich mir schon den Pullover über den Kopf zog. Es war nur des groben Anstandes wegen, denn auf der anderen Seite hing ein Spiegel. Es kribbelte jetzt in mir, dass er nun sehen würde, dass ich nackt unter dem Rolli war. Ich wollte, dass er mich sieht, wie ich war, meine Figur meine schönen Seiten, die ich trotzallem noch hatte, auch wenn man die Wunden bei genauem hinsehen nicht zu verbergen waren. Ich ließ ihn sich wiederumdrehen, als ich in diesem Schulterfreien Kleid aus blauer Seide vor ihm stand. Seine so offene und ehrliche Bewunderung, die aus seinen grau grünen Augen leuchteten, führten zu weiterer zarter Erregung.„Das hab ich beim Abschlussball der Tanzschule tragen wollen. Meintest du es so?“„Du bist einfach nur perfekt.“Er schritt auf mich zu und nahm mich in an den Händen. Tief schaute er mich mit seinen wunderschönen zweifarbigen Augen an.„Jaqueline, du bist die schönste, die ich je sah. Der Abend wird ausschließlich dir gehören.“Und er küsste mich so unendlich sanft, buca escort bayan dass es mir vorkam wie in einem Traum. Am Abend des Balls stand ich lange vor dem Spiegel. Ich war mir meiner Sache nicht mehr so sicher. Würde es so werden, wie ich es mir erträumte? Würde es wie damals sein, als ich in den Armen des Falschen landete? Meine Finger strichen über die Narbe an meinem Bauch, die nur sehr wenige kannten. Als meine Mutter bersorgt den Kopf in mein Zimmer steckte, war ich aber bereits am lächeln, weil ich an seine Witze dachte, die mich immer zum Lachen gebracht und mich von meinen Gedanken abgelenkt hatten. Ich stieg in mein Kleid und ließ mich fahren.Er stand vor der Tür, wie nervös er war. Der Clown vor seinem großen Auftritt, der sein Lampenfieber durch nervöses hin und herlaufen weg zu bekommen sucht, bis er mich sah. In dem Moment sah ich, wie er sich in mich verliebte, so strahlte er mir entgegen und ließ mich an seine Seite.Als wir gemeinsam den Saal betraten, war es zum ersten Mal ich, in meinem blauen Kleid, den blauen Schuhen und der silbernen Kette mit dem blauen Stein, der so wundervoll mit meinem blauen Augen um die Wette leuchtete, die im Mittelpunkt stand. „Du bist mein Juwel“, sagte er. der gekleidet im schwarzen Smoking mit weißem Hemd und blauer Fliege, in der Farbe meines Kleides mih auf die Tanzfläche geleitete. Wir hatten den ganzen Abend nur Augen für uns. Der Clown und die Stille, seine wunderbare, blaue Prinzessin.

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Lakshmi’s Extramarital Alliances–2deleteddeleteddeletedRashid and Lakshmi went to a hotel as she wanted him to fuck her.In the next minute, he was fully naked. He was only 5 feet 8 inches only an inch taller than her and lean too. But she was shocked to see his cock in the semi-flaccid state was already 5 inches, which probably was the size of Ashok’s in full erection (she thought). Another shock was his pink head without a foreskin, typical circumcised Muslim cock.“Yenna ivvalan perusha irrukku. (What it is so big)I don’t think It will fit me, innum fullaa erect koodaey agalaey. Eeshawaraa paathaalaey bhayamma irrukradhoo.” (It is not even fully erect, oh God I am scared.)But she was instantly turned on and in a jiffy, she stripped of her sari and petticoat was in her white bra and rose panty. Her underarms were hairy and black and contrast to her white skin. As she stripped her panty off it was the turn of Rashid to be surprised.“Yennadee paappaathi, ivvalavu mudi onnoda koothiyila, aacullaeyum ivvalavu irrku. Nee nallaa fairra irrukaey, adhaan contrasting an irrukku.” (What Brahmin bitch, so much hair in your pussy contrasting with your fair skin.)“Yenna neengho ippadi yennaey paapaathinnu shollrael, appo naanum, ungalaey vaadaa podaannu sholluvaen.” (What? if you call me that, then I will call you names)“Solludee, (call me names) boss only in the office, here everything is allowed.”Then he wrapped her and started kissing her armpit as that was his favorite spot. The bush was thick and smelling of sweat which really turned him on. He then went down on his knees and dived into her bush, which was curly and the undergrowth was which thick too.She was smelling of fish there and he exclaimed, “Enadee paapathi ingaey ippadi meen vaasanai addikudhu?” (Hey bitch, how come it is smelling fishy here?)“Chhee podaa, poyi sholladhaey.” (Don’t lie bastard) He just pushed his fingers into her cunt which was already becoming wet, pulled out his fingers and stuck it into her nose.“Aamaaa naarardhoo, nekku vekkamaa irukradhoo ippadi bramanathi koodhi meen smell adikradhu.” (Yes you are right, I am feeling ashamed, a Brahmin’s cunt is smelling of fish), said Lakshmi. But he was loving that smell pushed his tongue into her cunt and she was squirming.“Enna pannrael, nekku kooshardhoo, aanaa rhombo nanna irrukku, ennoda aathukaar ippadi pannavaey maataar, avar always straight fuck dhaan.” (What are you doing, it is sensitive but good, my hubby never did this always straight fuck only.)“Hey Lakshmi, I heard that Brahmin men never used to lick at all, is it true?” said Rashid.“Aamandaa naanum appadi dhaan nenaikkran, yennaa engaathukaar koodaey angaey rhombo thoda maataar, licking never!” (That is I also think, even my hubby never used to touch there.)“So naan pannradhu onnakku pudusaa irrukkaa ?” (So it is new for you) said Rashid. “Yes! Yes! but nanna irrukku, but naan ennodaey vaerallaey ennodaey kundikullaey vintindu shake pannuvaen aathulaey thaniyaa irrukrathaey! “(Yes but good, I used to insert my fingers and shake it up at home.)“Nee thirudee, karabağlar escort rhombo modern dhaan, ennoda wife um iddhu ellaam pannavaey maataa.” (Hey, Girl you are modern, even my wife never did that.)He then went back to smelling, licking and smooching her hairs in her underarms and then decided to fuck her cunt through the back side. He turned her around and made her lie on the bed stomach down and started to enter her.“Enna pannrael, engaathukaar only front fuck dhaan, idhu vellikummaa? Nekku idhu pudhusoliyo shollungho.”(What, my hubby used to fuck only missionary style, tell me if it will pain, it is the first time, so tell me.)“Silly girl naan pannarathukku apporam nee idhu dhaan venumnu solluvaey.” (After I start it, you will only want) said Rashid.“Yen avvalaan nanna irrukkumaa?” (Will it be so good?)He started to push his cock into her and found that it was really tight. So he chuckled to himself that the bitch hasn’t been fucked or her hubby had a pencil thin small dick. He heard her gasp as he pushed into her.“Aaah! enna ivvalan tight irukradhu, nekku adaikra maadiri irrukku. aaah! good Rashid, do it faster daa, nekku shoodu adhigamaaradhoo.” (Oh, it is so tight, can’t breathe, yes it is good Rashid, I am feeling hot already.)“Ennadee paapaathi, ippodhaan vulla vuttaen adhukulaey ippadi kathharai, innum fullaa kooda vudalaey.” (What you Brahmin bitch, just now I inserted, that too not even fully and you are moaning.)“Engaathukaar vullaey vidarathey feelingaey irrukkaadhu. nee vidrathaey fillingaa irrukku, ( when my hubby inserts, I can’t feel, yours fills me up) eppadi daa thulikkaalukku ippadi irrukku, adhuvum onnoda body sizeukkum heightukkum, ( Why these Muslims are like this that you no comparison to your body and cock) no comparison. Chinna payyom maadiri irrukkael anaa cockku mattum 8-inch aavadhu irrukkum.” (You look like a small boy but cock is at least 8 inches.)“Yes! Eppadi correct sollraey, it is about 8.25 inches. naangaellam big cockku dhaan vechirupom, Brahmins maadiri small cockku kadayadhu.” Chuckled Rashid. (Yes! how do you say correctly, we guys have big cocks not small ones like Brahmins.)“Neengho maamisam shaapiduvinguloliyo, adhaan ellam cockku kullaey poyidradhoo, engalavaa only morunjaadham.” (You guys eat meat so all that goes into your cock while we eat only curd rice), said, Lakshmi.“Sometimes onnoda bhashai onnumey puriyalaey, nee yenna sollraey?” (Sometimes can’t understand what you say).“Dei thulikkaa, engalavaa language eppadi thulukkaalukku puriyum?” (For Muslims how will you understand the Brahmin lingo?)He then started to slowly push into her and after some adjustment, this Brahmin bitches cunt had completely swallowed the topless Muslim cock. “Nanna fuck pannungho, nekku shraddayyaa irukradhu, (Fuck hard it is filling for me), filling feeling. Fuck me you Muslim bastard, push your skinless prick into my deep hole.”“Yes bitch feel the strength of this beef-eating fucker, did your hubby fuck like this, was he able to last like me?” This was after karabağlar escort bayan 15 minutes of ramming her hard and she had cum at least three times.“Engaathukaar, 5 minutes koodaey thaanga maataar, nanna release pannitoo, avaar thoonga poyiduvaar. (my hubby will not even last 5 minutes, will release and start sleeping) My cunt will itch so much, naan carrotaey vullaey vintindoo self-satisfaction dhaan.” ( I will use a carrot to satisfy myself.) chimed Lakshmi.So the whole night they were fucking each other like rabbits and were so exhausted the next day. Lakshmi was wobbling around as her cunt was so raw. Even Rashid could feel soreness in his cock due to the savage ramming. He had never fucked his begum like this.There was something a****l-like magnetism about Lakshmi which made Rashid go on the overdrive. He was not able to pinpoint, was it her fair complexion or her buxom tall frame, or her pointed nose or her bluish eyes. He could not say but one look at her and any male will lust for her.This was what made him take her as his secretary in spite of her mistakes in typing. This night his thinking was vindicated as she found that her sexual energy far exceeded any women he had sex with. Her cunt was literally designed for fucking, literally sucking up the cock as it went in.In the next six months, she had become his partner in business too. She had basically fucked her way to the top not only with him, but every tender was got using her skills. This started one day when she saw Rashid in a grumpy mood and she asked.“Enna Rashid, yen ippadi irrukkael, mood outtaa nokku? (What Rashid, why are you like this, no mood is it?) She still couldn’t shake of her Brahminical lingo whenever she spoke in Tamil, in spite of moving with so many outsiders in business.“Illa, namba tender konjam sariyaa illaeyaan, so indha paeyriya order, we may not get. I was hoping to get this for this year’s profit,illaeynnaa loss dhaan.” (No No our tender documents are not okay and this big order we may not get, so only loss.)“Rashid, don’t worry andha maamaa inspection vandaaroliyo, appovaey naan nanna paathuntaen, avar englavaadhaan. Avaraey naan paathindudraen, engalavaa bhaashai paeshi naan avaraey madkydraen.” (That old man who came for inspection, I have sized him, he is a Brahmin like me, I will take care of him, using our lingo.)“Please edhaavadhu pannu, Lakshmi.” (Do something) That is when he got a call from that firm about asking them to come over for discussion. So as Rashid was preparing to leave after collecting all the required papers, Lakshmi intervened,“Nekku oru idea thonradhu, neengho poga vendaam, naanaey angaey poraen.” and she left. ( I have an idea, you don’t go, I will.)Four hours later she came back and exclaimed. “Rashid, Rashid, I have got the order, I have the order.”“Oh my god, Lakshmi, you are fantastic.”He could not hug or kiss her in front of the other staff so only shook hands with her. By now it was 5.30 pm and most of the staff were getting ready to leave. At seven when the last escort karabağlar of them left Rashid picked her up in spite of his smallness and her size and took her to his room and planted a thousand kisses on her lips.“Enna panninaey(what did you do), how did you manage, this is impossible we were more expensive? How??”“I just gave him a blowjob.”“WHAT, DID YOU SAY BLOW JOB?”“Yes andha ashadu, engalavaannu shonnaennono, (did I not tell that he is one of us) so I tried to have a small talk in our lingo, but it was of no avail. Then I started to notice that he was always looking at my breast. That is when I thought of a plan, why not use sex to floor him and that is what floored him. His room was very secure and in no time I was between his pants giving him a blowjob he may not have experienced at all.”“Ya Allah, was it like the special one you give me?”“No Rashid even better, as Hindus do not cut the foreskin so as you take it back and forth, it tickles them even more.”“Kallee, nee superdee,(You thief, but super)I am jealous, but what the heck, you have got a ten crore order.”“That Brahmin bastard was an Iyengar, and also had a cock as big and long as yours, never knew our Brahmin’s had such big cock.”“He was shocked that I could swallow his entire cock, right till the base and he said, ” maami,idhukkaagavaey naan onnakku naan order kudukka poraen.” (Hey old Brahmin lady, will give the order only for this.)“In fact, I retorted in anger, “Don’t call me maami naan enna avvalan oldaavaa iruukaen maamaa!” (Don’t call that am I looking old.)That Brahmin switched to his lingo and said, “Illaeydee chellam, ennoda aambadiyaal idha maadiri yellam panna maataa, adhaan konjam overaa on kittaey chollitaen.” (No dear my wife never used to do this, so I went overboard.)“Shaeri maamaa,eppadi nokku ivvalaan perushaa irukradhoo indha bellaa”.(Okay, uncle, how is it that your banana is so big?)“Ennadee, nee vaishnavaannu illaey naan naenachindaen, nee yenna smaartha ponnaa,paerru lakshminonaey, I got fooled you know.” (Ok, thought that you were a vaishnavite, so you are a shainaite, as your name was Lakshmi, got fooled) he said.“Yen, neengho vaishnavaalaeydhaan thodulvaelaa, Smaarthaal evvalan nannapannuvaannu ippo theyriyardhaa” (what you will only touch vaishnavites, now you know how good we are) She started to slurp on his 8-inch boner and took his balls and sucked on it really hard.“Stop it .vellikardhudee, meduvaa pannu, naan othundroodraen, smaarthaal are very good”.(Stop it, it is paining. I will agree that smaarthas are really good.) said Ramasubramanian.In the next 15 minutes, she made him cum and he had got the best blowjob of his life. She had this technique of taking them to the tip and pulling back at that time for them to recover. By not making them cross the point of no return, she was able to increase the pleasure many times.This technique she had mastered on Rashid with a lot of inputs from him. After that, both of them replaced their “tender” documents with a lower quote so that they got the order based on L1.Rashid was shocked and pleased at the same time. From now on any important tender she used to accompany him and the orders started to multiply. Lakshmi was also mighty pleased as she was getting a variety of cocks apart from Rashid. Rashid bought her two houses, one on the outskirts where they visited for their fuck sessions.

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THE DARK CORNER AN UNTOLD STORYThis is the story of my life time sexual fantasy and sexual encounters Characters ages and the period of relation areMe – 19yearsMom – Shobha – 36years 36d-34- 36 sizesDad Murali -46yearsKistappa – 56 yearsTIME PERIOD (1990-1992)My dad is a landlord. Mom is a house wife. I have a brother and a sister. We live in a town nearby. First let me start with a small incident that awakened the sexual desire in me and two small events before a big incident which made me think and lust for my mom.It was summer holidays. I used to stay at home all the day to keep away from the hot sun. That afternoon I felt like taking a nap and went to my mom’s room. She was already sleeping after the household chores. I went and slept behind her. Within minutes I was in sleep. I don’t know how long I have slept but suddenly I had a sudden feeling of pleasure which I never experienced before in my dream.Slowly as I gained consciousness I began to realize that my lips were touching something and the feeling I am experiencing is not a dream but real. When I opened the eyes I saw my lips touching my mother’s soft and beautiful waist and I realized that was the reason for my ecstasy. That is the first time I experienced the woman and the pleasure in experiencing them. That is the first time my cock was hard on and I felt very enjoying so I kept like that and enjoyed it for about 15 min. But something, I think the basic human instinct told me that I was doing something wrong and I pulled my lips away from her. That was the first time I had experience of sex in my life.After that my lust slowly for my mom began to increase. She is a beautiful woman in her early thirties with 36d -34-36 sizes which attract almost everyman. I waited for another experience with her which came across me soon.My father went to our village on his work. He was a landlord and often shuttles between the village and the town. So I thought that is the good time for me as we usually sleep with my mother when dad was not at home.It was night and my brother and sister slept on either side of my mom. I was sleeping beside my brother. Imagining an experience with my mom, I don’t know when I went to sleep. It was about midnight when I suddenly woke up. My mind was blank and slowly my mind began to sense the surroundings. I remembered my plan and without my knowledge my dick was already up thinking of the experience which I am about to experience. But I don’t know where to start. After a little bit of hesitation I slowly kept my hand over my brother and started to grope in the darkness until my fingers touched her sari.After going through a few layers of her sari I suddenly came into touch with her soft, cold waist. A chill went in my body. My back of fingers is enjoying it and my cock was rock hard. But I was not satisfied by this and slowly an idea crept into my mind. I don’t know how I dared but I slowly removed my shirt buttons and got up in darkness. Adjusting myself in the space between my brother and mom I took my hand over my mom without touching her and got up over her on my two hands. For a few seconds my body was in the air. I can feel the air passing between our bodies. As I lowered my body slowly onto her, I can feel that the air between her mounds and my chest began to thin.Finally my chest finally touched the tips of her mounds. A sudden wave of chill went through my spine even in that hot sweating summer. Slowly I lowered myself making my pressure over her breasts. As my pressure began to increase over her breast my heart began to pound fast.Finally my chest rested on her breasts. Then I waited and felt the luxury and pleasure in a woman’s body for the first time in life. My mom showed me the real enjoyment in women for the first time in life. I waited for a few seconds and slowly got down and returned to my place. Now my cock was really hard on and I could not really control myself so again I went for her waist. This time I could not keep my hand still, so I started to move my fingers on her waist and it happened at that instant. Suddenly my mom woke up and instead of catching my hand she went to the bed lamp. There I got an edge and it took more than a second for me to do that. I took my brother’s hand, who was sleeping and place it in the place.My heart was pounding fast. She switched on the light and light of the bed lamp fell on my eyes. There was a moment of silence. I can feel she was looking at us. Then she slowly turned and moved my brother’s hand and switched off the lamp and went to bed. I was relieved. But my cock was rock hard. After few minutes, confirming that mom was fast asleep I adjusted myself on the bed and started moving up and down. Soon my hard cock released a thick fluid. And then I slept feeling relieved.After that night I was craving for the womanhood of my mom. I never know what I wanted to do with her but whenever I thought of the movement when the air between us became thin and her breasts pressed against my chest I would be aroused (or) whenever I see her beautiful waist or breasts I used to get aroused. If it was in the night there would not have been any problem. But if it was in the noon or morning I always used to wait very patiently till night after which I used to relieve. I was waiting for another chance to come. But there is always a surprise lurking in the corner.One day our house owner came and asked us to hike the rent but dad didn’t agree to it and searched for a new house to shift. After a week we shifted to a new house. It took few days for me to settle in the new environment, My summer holidays were about to finish and next week the college was about to begin. But it was decided that I will write my exams privately and my mom will teach me. Since in those days our town was not very much developed and there is always a lack of teachers. So my parents thought that it would be wise to teach me at home. And I was studying at home. My mom is my teacher.My grandmother who came for the vacation had left with my dad to the village after a few days. If in the morning my sister and brother left for school I and mom would be in the house – ALONE. Now I can ogle at my mom’s beautiful body freely. But soon I realized that I had an advantage. And it was during the afternoon nap. It was a regular afternoon and mom went to sleep asking me to complete reading the medieval history. It was about 2:00 and I have two hours before I can complete reading it. I waited for half an hour. After asserting that she is fully asleep, I started implementing my idea.She was sleeping upright with her closed eyes facing the roof. I didn’t know where to start. But suddenly my sight fell on one side of her bare waist which was beautifully exposed by her sari and the one which aroused my sexual senses. My trembling fingers reached the soft smooth cream colored navel. First I placed a finger then another and then the other finally my four fingers were on her waist. My cock was bulging out making a tent in my pant. I did not keep my palm but only fingers. But it gave immense pleasure and enjoyment. For me I was on the cloud nine. But now I laugh at my innocence and callousness of my enjoyment.This continued for a few days. There is no problem and harm in it. I am enjoying it.I was not satisfied with that. One day I want to try to kiss her in sleep. And from the time the struck in my mind, I was feeling restless. Mom was sleeping as usual and I made my hand on the bare side of her waist. As I was exploring her beauty, my eyes fell on her lips. I felt an urge to kiss. At first I thought that if she woke I will have to face the worst consequences. But confident of my experiences over the past two weeks I decided to take the risk.Finally I lowered myself removing my fingers from her waist. And my lips went close to her. My lips were shivering and my heart began to beat very fast. I could clearly listen to my heart beat. With great difficulty I managed to bring into contact my lower lip to her lower lip very smoothly and lightly. And suddenly a storm rose inside me. My testosterone rose to an alarming level which I never expected. And without my knowledge my eyes closed and a kind of anesthetic feeling came to me. But my mind told me that it’s too dangerous to close your eyes. And after a few seconds I separated my lips. Within few second my desire for a second kiss came to my mind and I bent down for another kiss. Then everyday in the afternoon I got kisses and the heaven of her waist. It soon became just like a habit.But soon a new desire began to grow. I want to take her waist completely in to my hand as strongly as possible and at same time kiss her very hardly. But I know it is very hard to get at that time. Day by day I was becoming very much tireless. My desire began to grow like a mountain. And my thoughts began to fantasize her in the nights. In the noon my experiments with her sleeping body continued. My days were excellent. But soon they came to an end with the completion of my board exams. And after the summer vacation I joined in to eighth class. But every day I used to masturbate thinking of her. At that time I used to masturbate by rubbing my cock to bed.One day on a Sunday evening when I returned from the grocery shop I found my mom and was stunned by her beauty. I was so out of control that if there had not been my father, sister, and brother I would have ****d her. This may seem rude and atrocious but this is the first time I felt the a****l kind of nature aroused. Perhaps this is called sex, I thought. But I resisted. She was in a chocolate color sari with a line chocolate colored dotted flowers.And she wore a 3/4th chocolate blouse, which was more provocative. If this was my situation just imagine my dad’s position. When this thought came to my mind, I wondered what he would do to her that night. And my thought came true. In the night when I woke up for water at around two, I was shocked to see my mother sleeping beside my sister with another blouse. I saw that even her nylon sari was a bit crumpled. I could see her serene face which was with full satisfaction in the light bed lamp.Slowly I reached the shelf where her blouse lay totally crumpled. When saw that it was very badly crumpled and three out five hooks were missing. What would have transpired between them was out of my imagination at that time. But it haunted me for several years. It still haunts me sometimes. Whenever it arouses me, I placate it by a sweet fantasized masturbation. I cannot count how many times I masturbated thinking of her in that attire; May be a thousand or thousands of times. But still my desire was not satisfied because I know that it is only satisfied by fucking her in the same sari and in the same age, which is highly impossible? It may seem ridiculous but to young teen boy of my age at that time it was more than really having her.As the days pass by I felt a big miracle should occur. I want something more from her but I don’t know what it is. Let me tell you that at this point of time, I don’t even have the faintest thought to have sex with my mom. But one day an incident has removed my confusion and made it clear of what I exactly I want from her. That day when I was returning from the school early in the afternoon I never thought that I would witness such an incident. On the one hand it provoked me and on the other hand I was in a rage but in all I enjoyed it.When I reached home I saw that the doors were open. Usually mom closes the main door as she sleeps every day in the afternoon. At the entrance I saw a pair of slippers of strange man. I wondered who might have come. Without any guess I went inside and it was pin drop silence.When I was about to go to my parents bedroom I heard some voices. One was my moms and the other, I could not recognize. I was puzzled. I tiptoed and finally reached near the bedroom and what I had seen is the most shocking scene of my life. My mom was naked (I hope as she was under the blanket) and kistappa (one of our village elder man) was on top of her. They were looking at each other into their eyes. Slowly there was movement under the bed sheet. And kistappa began to move slowly up and down, as my mom began to close and open her eyes slowly, showing different expressions on her face. With in no time they got rhythm and were moving faster. There were gasps and small moans which I didn’t understood then.While in the middle of the moment my mom said ‘I think we should have closed the front door’‘don’t worry no one is coming at this hour of noon. Your hubby has just left today morning. I met him the morning. And your c***dren will not be here till 4:30. So don’t worry and enjoy.’Mom did not respond to his words. After sometime their moment reached peak and they became slow when they finally stopped.From that day I waited for a chance to see my mom and that old uncle together in bed again and my chance came one night. Dad was away on the work in the village. As usual were sleeping with my mom. In the night at around ten I woke up with a knock on the door. I thought it was a dream but the knock continued for another two times and I was fully conscious. At first I thought it was my dad. But then it came to my mind that he left that morning and there no chance of him coming for another 7 days. Then it suddenly strikes my mind and I remembered that old uncle of our village. My dick has already up and throbbing in expectation of their action.After another few gently knocks I saw my mom getting up and going out of the room to open the door. And I can see two dark figures moving from beside the bed and they went to the other room. A faint glow spread in that room which I could see because of the very faint light at the door. I heard a few murmurs and laughs. After a few minutes my mom came to our room and closed the doors. It took me a few seconds for my eyes to get used to the darkness. Then I can see the silhouette of my mom wearing a blouse. Then she tied a new sari whose color and designs I could not make in the darkness and went inside kitchen, which was adjacent to our bedroom.After five minutes she came out and went into the other room opening the doors. Then she closed the doors behind her and locking them from the other side as I could hear the creaking sound. I am sure that the doors now close, so now I went near the door and through the wide spaces in the door I could see the entire room. The luckiest part is that the bed is right in front of the door. At first I saw my mom. My mom was in red colored sari and in matching blouse. The blouse is normal. I wondered when she got a red sari because my dad never brings bright or gaudy colors. Then a person came near to her and she gave him the milk glass. He gave light smile which is very bad and in return he gave her a pack of jasmine flowers. It was new for me because my mom never keeps flowers as my dad never brings flowers.She took them and decorated in her hair. With the bunch of jasmine flowers she was looking damn sexy and hot. My cock stood like a tent in my pant even before I witnessed the real big feast. As mom was decorating her hair with flowers kistappa sat on the bed and took out a tablet and swallowed it using milk. Then he slowly began to drink milk ogling at my mom’s sensuous body which the sari revealed more and savoring my mom’s beauty.I wondered how mom liked that 55 year with half bald white haired old man. I remember faintly when I was a c***d and we were in our village when kistappa used to visit our home as he is our family friend. His son and my father are close friends. But I could not understand how he managed to persuade her to fuck her. Finally when he drank the milk he gave the glass to my mom. She took the glass and placed it below the bed and sat on the edge of the bed. Kistappa took flowers and smelled them.‘You look beautiful in this sari and flowers Shobha.’My mom smiled and shied away.‘What a beautiful woman you are Shobha. You have a sexy body and I feel lucky to share it along with your husband. I am jealous of him that he could fuck you every day. If only that finance problem never occurs to you, I would never been able to think of fucking you.’‘Thanks for helping us and you are still helping us.’‘Come on Shobha. The help I am doing is not comparable by the heaven you are showing me and what a man of husband your husband is. Whenever I ask him for you, he obediently goes to the village. And you obediently come to me and show me heaven.’She was silent and then smiling he took her by placing his hands tightly on waist and pressing them. Then he took her lips between his pout lips and started kissing her. My mom enjoying this turned towards him. Now his experienced hand moved to explore my mom’s breasts over her red sari. Within minutes they were in deep passionate kiss. After a deep passionate kiss he removed the loose end of her sari from the boobs exposing them. I could see a thin line starting just below her neck where her big mountain like boobs meet and run all the way disappearing by turning into the red blouse. Kistappa moved on to her exposed breasts moving his lips over the rift made by both breasts where the meet, kissing and biting them very passionately. Then he came to her waist and stomach with a little belly. Her stomach with a little fat/ belly is also more beautiful. He was pressing and biting it hardly as my mom in moaning in ecstasy.Then he reached to her feet and started slowly moving up at the same time moving the sari up. He reached up to her thigh and came back to her lips again for deep passionate kiss. They were rolling on the bed like two little a****ls in the brawl. He was deeply kissing and biting her breasts from above the blouse. In his kissing a hook was released releasing ten percent of her breasts. Now that old man was really going mad. When he was about to remove the blouse my mom suddenly stopped him and showed him the light. He smiled and got up from the bed and moving through the red sari on the floor turned off the light. And everything before me had gone black. My enthusiasm to know what was going on was increasing. But the only thing I could hear is the little moans and very faint gasps. Trying to imagine what was going on I removed my pant and started to rub my bulged cock to the wall.(I have tried to imagine what was transpiring between mom and Kistappa while I am masturbating rubbing my cock to the wall. I have written the same.)Kistappa turning off the light turned towards my mom. Now removing his dhoti and banian he reached on to the bed. My mom took him by placing her hands around him. Now he was passionately kissing karabağlar escort her neck. Slowly he was becoming wild, like an a****l. He got a tight hold of her hair and pulling it tightly backward he was kissing her neck and from there moved down. Now he removed the hooks of the blouse in one attempt by pressing the boobs tightly together. Removing the blouse he got her naked 36d breasts into his mouth and started sucking them alternatively. He was biting them. And my mom was giving moans to his biting. She was in great pleasure and ecstasy. When kistappa got up and removed her petticoat, I saw his huge bulging cock stood at ninety degrees. Now I surprise at the stamina and the size of his cock at that age.By taking her legs to his sides and positiong himself between her he slowly pushed the big knob of his dick into her cunt. When he finished entering into her, he slowly began to move in out holding her waist, hitting hard deep inside her cunt. My mom was replying to his thrusts by hitting against him. She was enjoying the fucking session. Soon kistappa was ramming my mom’s cunt. At intervals he was also biting her nipples. Beads of sweat began to flow from their bodies. When suddenly kistappa said I am Cumming. My mom said hold on for a second. And in a second both came and my my moms cunt gave tight hold of kistappas cock, thus giving him immense pleasure and sucking his releases.After an hour or so the bed light sprang to life. In front me my mom was on the bed naked beneath the bed sheath. Then kistappa came into the scene. He is also fully naked, his cock half aroused hanging in the air. Beads of sweat holding the white hair on his chest was shining in response to the bed light. He walked his way to my mom who was sleeping with blanket covering up to her breasts. The breasts were bulging out through the bed sheet suggesting the size. Kistappa sat beside her and slid under the blanket. My mom and kistappa were gasping looking at the roof. There were no words between them for some time.After a few minutes kistappa got up and mounted onto my mom. He started kissing her lips. He actually tried to remove the blanket but my mom did not allowed so he started to do under the blanket. It was out of my knowledge at that time to know what transpired beneath the blanket. But I could see that kistappa sliding over my mom’s body. And my mom letting out – ‘AHHH ..AHHHHHHHHH’‘ sounds and regular gasps from her mouth. Kistappa was sliding on my mom’s body very fast. After few movements his sliding slowed down and gave a long gasp burying his face between my mom’s neck and shoulder. They laid there still for fifteen minutes and then he got up to turn the lights went off. I waited for an half an hour but nothing happened. So I came back to bed and went into a peaceful sleep ever.I think it was about four when I woke up I heard the splashing sound of water coming from the bathroom. I thought it was my mom. So I got up and tiptoed towards the bed room to see if kistappa was there or not. But to my surprise it was my mom still in deep sleep. She was sleeping naked under the blanket as her boobs heaved with every breath she took. I thought of going near to her but a fear came over me and when I heard the bathroom door open (Because it is an iron door) I came back to the bed. Kistappa passed me looking at me in darkness. I could see his faint silhouette. He then went to the other room where my mom was sleeping and closed the door behind him. This gave me the opportunity to witness what transpire thereafter.When I reached the door I could see kistappa cleaning him with towel. At the same time my mom opened her eyes and was looking at him. I could not see what he did because he is facing his back to me but my mom gave a faint smile at him. Within minutes he dressed up and said that he will leave. My mom got up from the bed holding the blanket to her breasts and slowly wrapped it around herself from under the arm pits. The jasmine flowers in her hair had left thread to which they are sewn. A few of them were struck to her shoulders and a very few were to the threads. She slowly got up and followed him to the door in the other room.After a few moments she returned to the room. She stood still for a movement. Then she looked at the watch and then at the door. For a few seconds I feared that she had caught me. But she got back to the bed and slowly closed her eyes. Now slowly my eyes are losing control because of the lack of sleep, so I went to the bed to sleep. I got up when my mom woke me up in morning. I opened my eyes to see my mom bathed and drying her hair. And then I got reminded of the night. I felt that it had happened some years back.After that one thing became obvious for me. I wanted to be in bed with mom like Kistappa and do all the things he has done to her. Every day I imagine in the place of Kistappa with mom. That night has also cleared me of another thing. Till then I thought that mom was doing it cheating the dad but from the night conversation I understood that she was doing it with dad’s knowledge, approval and permission. I also understood that she is enjoying fucking him.After that rarely I got a chance to touch her. But I also observed that mom and dad fuck each other on the same bed where Kistappa fucked her in the night after mid night. This I came to know because one day I woke by low voices. When I opened the eyes in the darkness, I could see my dad standing half naked at the cot and saying something to mom. After 2 or 3 minutes dad walked and after a moment mom got up and walked into the other room. Then they closed the doors behind them. When the door was closed I got and walked to the closed to see but it was dark the other side and I could not see anything nor could I hear anything. So I came back and slept. But every other day dad and mom talk which soon I understand that they argue. One I listened carefully to the muffling voices.‘Shobha, come to me.’‘I am tired. Please not today.’‘We will do it only one time. Please come na?’‘No go away and leave me.’‘What? Who do you think I am? I am your husband.’‘So what? I am not your servant.’‘If you don’t come, I will fuck you here itself bitch.’And it always goes on like this. And finally mom used to go to his room. But whenever Kistappa came mom never refused him.Kistappa’s visits continued. I was not aware of his visits in the day but sometimes he used to stay as a visitor for the tea when we come. I can easily understand that they fucked that afternoon. I think he usually visits mom for 10-15 days in a month for sex. But one day lasted all my life. What I saw that day was mind blowing and shocking.Kistappa made frequent visits but before ending his part in my and mom’s life let me share one of his visits that lasted in my memories all my life.It was my parents wedding anniversary on that day. I came to know about it when Kistappa visited us in the morning while we were taking breakfast. As he entered the house, he wished my mom and dad and gave the sweets. While we were getting ready, he was talking to dad and told him that there was some problem at our fields and he need to go immediately. As my dad was looking at him, mom came with a coffee and taking his coffee smiling at her he said‘Don’t worry Murali, I will take her to the temple today and pray to the god for a happy marriage and blissful life.’While he was saying this my mom left them. Dad sat there taking the coffee and after a moment while we are leaving, dad said okay.We left to school and when we returned home in the evening, the door was locked. After an half an hour mom returned from outside along with Kistappa. Mom was wearing a new nylon sari. I can guess that Kistappa bought it as it was new and I never saw it in mom’s wardrobe. Mom was happy and smiling at us –‘When did you come? I went out to the temple. I thought of taking you with us. Any how come lets go inside and I will give you guys some sweets’My brother and sister were happy with the name of sweets as they were too small to understand relation between man and woman. That evening I was sitting along with my brother and sister studying. Then Kistappa came and went inside. When he went inside the kitchen, I followed him without his knowledge as my brother and sister were busy with their home work. I slowly peeped inside the kitchen and saw that Kistappa was arranging flowers in my mom’s hair. Then he gave her chicken and asked to cook some chicken especially to which she laughed and said okay.That night my mom served us dinner. Kistappa has gone out. While eating I enquired mom about dad to which she responded that he will come by evening next day. After dinner, she hurried us to sleep and I was the only person to know the reason. Even she also slept with us.There was no sign of sleep on my eyes and I was quite aware that something will happen after midnight. But my waiting came to an end even before midnight. After two hours I could hear the door in the other room open and close. We have two doors to the house; one from the kitchen and one from the front room. I know Kistappa came inside from the front room. My mom seems to be awake because when she listened to the sound of the door she walked out of the room to their fucking room.I could hear their low voices indistinctly –‘Did …..go……sleep?’‘Take this, go and wear your wedding…sari&…..did you check the blouse which I altered with the tailor in the afternoon…..?’‘No?‘What?….. why?…’‘I don’t want to know what you will do? Wear it even if it is tight or whatever the problem. I want to fuck you in your marriage silk sari ….. Okay’‘Take….flowers…….go&…..I will prepare here…’After a minute mom came inside and closed the door. She walked near the metal wardrobe and looked at us for a moment before opening the door of it. She silently and slowly opened the door making as little sound as possible. Even in the darkness she never had to grope for what she was looking. She pulled out a sari and threw it on the bed where she was sleeping before. Then she slowly opened the cover without making noise and took something throwing it on the bed along with the sari.Then she went out with a towel and I could hear the splashing sound of water for an half an hour. Then she came to the room and in the darkness she tied the sari. I could not see it as she wore it in the kitchen. After five minutes, she switched on the small light in the kitchen and took mirror, powder and a cover. Now I could see her yellow colored silk sari. She was moving cautiously to avoid the sound made by her sari. After 15 minutes in kitchen, she switched off the light and went out of the room. But before moving out she took some vessels into the other room.When the door was locked, I didn’t waste a second. I got up and reached the door and was looking through the slits. Kitappa was sitting on the floor and mom sat beside him. She was serving him food. The bed behind him was decorated with flowers. While eating, he gave her a few bites of food with his hand and she ate it happily. When he finished the dinner, she gave him milk which he drank with two tablets. Then she came and stood along the bed decorated with flowers.Kistappa got up and went to the other end of the room and came with a suitcase. He opened it and taking out some 500 rupee bundles.‘Here is the money, your husband asked me in the morning.’‘Thanks’‘No, you have sacrificed your marriage anniversary for me and agreed to fulfill my fantasy of fucking you on your marriage day instead of your husband.’She kept quiet and then he said – ‘Ready?’He held her by her waist and pulled closer to him. My mom put her two hands around his neck and they started kissing as her fingers moved slowly in his white hair. He made his grip tighter around her and her big boobs crushed on his chest. He then caressed her back for sometime while kissing. After kissing for sometime standing still at the bed they started to move slowly. His hands moved from her back to her ass. He started caressing her ass with both his hands as her hands went to his back and caress his back with her hands. They were kissing deeply. His hands now started squeezing the ass mounds while rubbing them. Her ass moved in compliance with his hands.Slowly one of his fingers groped for the ass slit and started to push it into the slit from over the sari. Mom slowly moving her hands on his back came down his spine and after a moment of hesitation moved her hands onto his ass. After kissing for some time he fell on the bed along with her. He removed the sari from her boobs and started kissing and mauling them. He caressed them, kissed them, mauled them, pressed them, and buried his face in her boobs. He roamed his hands all over her body and mom was shamelessly co-operating him. They rolled on bed getting on top of each other for some time. I was surprised this time mom was not bothering about the light. Sometimes mom got on top him and kissed him.She removed his shirt and moved her hands on his chest of white hair pulling them with her fingers. When she does this he held her waist and kissed her. Then he got on top of her and pulled her blouse leaving her in bra. Then he removed the silk sari and pulled down thrown her legs while he enjoyed her body. They alternated this way. I was surprised to see that she made him naked. They rolled on the bed filled with flowers for sometime alternating on each other. Then he suddenly stopped and made her lay on her fours like a dog quickly. At that time I didn’t know that it was doggy style. Then he pushed her petticoat up and positioned himself. I could see his bare ass but I cannot see mom’s ass. He moved his ass once and twice to and fro. Then he waited for a moment and resumed his to and fro motion. He did it slowly at first but took pace. He fucked her in that way for 20 minutes. I could hear them panting heavily. He continued it for a few minutes and he started thrusting his dick into her pussy strongly and I could hear low moans of mom.‘Slowly’ she said gasping in a low voice.He dint listen to it and continued thrusting his dick for a few time before both of them collapsed with mom below him and his dick in her pussy from behind making a loud grunt. The grunt was loud enough to hear. Then suddenly they stopped.After a moment he rolled from over and she immediately moved and set her petticoat. He was lying next to her and looking at her –‘I think we should have done it in the village in your house or gone to my house in the city Shobha. We can’t even moan and grunt loudly in this house. It is difficult for me to enjoy sex.’She looked at him but kept quiet as her boobs moved up and down with her deep breathes. The scene looked sexy with my young mom in bra sleeping next to an old man almost double her age.‘What do say Shobha?’‘Yes’‘I think I should ask Murali to get you to village for some time.’‘I don’t think so he will agree to it. He is too scared to do it in the village.’‘If he doesn’t agree I will ask him to get you to the city for some time.’They were silent for another few minutes before he spoke again.‘But how will you manage your c***dren?’Mom gave a thought for a second and said –‘May I should say that I am going to my parents house. I should do it on week days when they were out.’‘Nice idea.’He laughed and got on top of her then he pulled the blanket over her and after minute he threw the bra and petticoat out. Then he got as the blanket rose with him and I could see my mom’s legs go wide and he went back down adjusting himself i.e. he entered her sweet cunt again and started to move slowly. As he pushed his dick in and out, she kissed him and roamed her hands on his back inside the blanket. I know it from the moment of her hands. He went on for another 30 minutes and soon started giving rough and hard strokes. She doesn’t want to grunt or gasp or moan but she was doing them and soon he also joined her. They were considerably audible. But fortunately, both my sister and brother were in deep sleep. After a moment he slowed it and stopped as she held him tightly and wrapped her legs around his ass. I could see her thigh as the blanket moved away with her wrapping her legs around him. They stayed in that position for some time and he slowly got down from her top and rolled out of the blanket slowly and nakedly. His dick is half limp and wet. Then he switched off the light.After that I masturbated by rubbing my cock to the wall. Then I waited patiently for another 15 minutes after masturbating. I was losing patience and I was drained of a wonderful masturbation after watching the fucking session of my mom with Kistappa on her marriage anniversary. But when I was about to leave to sleep, I could listen to the small gasp and low voices which are audible only if listened keenly. I could not see anything. I was tired too, so I went to sleep. When I got up it was still dark but I could listen to the birds chirping. I can guess that it must be around 4 in the morning. There was no light and when I went and listened keenly, I could listen to the gasps and grunts.I wondered whether they were at it all night. Even those low moans, gasps and grunts aroused me and I was masturbating when suddenly they stopped and the light was on. I saw mom on the bed. Her hair was completely messed and her red colored vermillion on the forehead has already disappeared smearing and making a red colored tinge on her face. All the flowers were gone. The flowers on the bed were black and lost their life and dead. She slowly got up holding the blanket to her bare boobs. But Kistappa got onto the bed and said –‘Where are you going? Let’s do it once more.’‘No, please it’s already morning and the c***dren may wake up any time. Also I am too tired and feeling sleepy. Let me sleep for an hour or two before dawn. I also need to clean this mess before they got up.’‘Oh! Don’t worry Shobha. Its only 4 and we will do it only one more time. It will only take 30 minutes. Don’t worry I will take care of the mess. Give the time to me.’‘Please, I am tired. You did it all night for 5 times. Are you not tired?’‘No, I am never tired of fucking you. If you were my wife I would have fucked all day and night. I will show you how I will fuck you when you come to city. Anyhow today is special day – Your marriage anniversary. Would you have left your husband like this? What he will say if I leave his wife dissatisfied after taking his position?’‘Yes, and he never fucked me this many times in one night even if it was our marriage anniversary. So don’t worry about it.’‘Shut up and come on Shobbha. I want to do it one more time.’Saying karabağlar escort bayan this he pushed her onto the bed and started his fucking. She also co-operated with him. Again he fucked her for another 40 minutes and then load her cunt for last time with his cum. Then after 5 minutes he quickly got up and taking her silk sari cleaned his half limp wet dick. After cleaning his wet, half limp dick he threw the sari at her. She also got up and that was the first time I saw her completely naked. She came out of bed sheet and walked on the floor. I was stunned by her figure. Here I got a chance to study the geography of her body. What a perfect shape? Her naked boobs were stiff round and stand straight in the air.The golden marriage necklace was hanging from above her boobs. Her stomach was almost flat and below her boobs with a small fat spread uniquely on her stomach. I could see a small crest which started on her waist and come onto her stomach. This crest made a fold on her waist. Her ass cheeks were round and perfect. The ass crack was just like a line which was like the line of quarter moon. I could see her pussy mound clean and shaved. Her thighs were fleshy and large. Her calves were fleshy and her legs were neither so stout nor thin. Her foot was slender and long with long fingers. Her middle finger has rings suggesting that she s married.Her body was slender and her skin tone was smooth and silky. She was like a marble statue. In all she is a perfect epitome of heaven. It was hard for me to resist from going to her by breaking the door and fuck her there on that bed before she could wear the sari. But she took the blouse and looked at it and the petticoat. But instead she took the sari wrapped it around her body completely till all her beautiful body is hid behind it. Then she walked towards the door to come in while Kistappa started cleaning the mess. I hurried to my place and acted as sleeping. She came inside and went into the kitchen. After a few minutes she opened the metal wardrobe silently and placed the sari inside and came to sleep. I don’t know when I fell asleep. When I woke up it was 8 in the morning. And my mom was still sleeping along with me while my brother and sister got ready. By the time I got ready, Kistappa woke up and mom was also woke up. Her hair was messed even she tied tightly. Only a grown up man can tell what she must have done.‘Your mother must have tired of yesterday’s work. I will get you some breakfast and you go to school & College’Then he went away. My mom has gone to washroom to fresh up herself. While my brother and sister sat in the front room I opened the metal wardrobe and saw the messed, crumpled sari beneath the clothes hidden. I saw the cream colored blouse with one hook missing. I could smell the sex from the sari. I closed the wardrobe and went to the next room but there was no sign of anything that happened last night. Both of them managed very well. When Kistappa got back, we had breakfast and left to school. In the evening by the time we came back Kistappa and dad was sitting in the front room and talking as friendly as ever. Mom got the tea and as they talked we were back to do our home work there. Then after 15 minutes, Kistappa started to leave and after going out, while leaving he turned towards my dad and said –‘Murali, it seems your wife want to see her parents house for week or two. So why don’t you send.’My dad didn’t say anything and again Kistappa said – ‘don’t worry I will take care of that money. You never have to bother about money again.’‘Okay, sure’ dad said.‘When will you send her to her parent’s home?’ he asked again.‘Just you are leaving today. You were busy till evening. Let’s see.’‘See Murali, next week is my birth day on Monday. Why don’t you send her with me? I will take her and leave her at her parent’s home if you are busy. I will get her back soon. Don’t worry; she will never get a chance to visit her parents if your c***dren grow up. Think about it. It will be best if you send her next week. Otherwise I don’t know when she will get a chance. Give a deep thought to it.’He said and moved away. My siblings were busy with their home work. I was also busy with my home work but listened to all of their conversation. I was the only person to know the meaning of the conversation. My dad and mom walked into the house.As promised Kistappa came on the Monday morning and I know why he came? Mom didn’t say good bye to us. I thought they cancelled the program. But in the evening when we returned from the school, mom was not there at home. Dad told us that our grandfather came and took her to their home. He said as we have school, she had to leave alone and she will be back soon. I know what has gone through. Mom left with Kistappa. Dad took care of us while she is away.And she came back after a month. That day by the time we came back from school mom was at home. There was no sign of dad or Kistappa. Mom was looking more beautiful. She had changed a lot both in her body shape and her dressing style. She has undergone a makeover. But her body was stiff as ever except I felt like changed because of makeover. She was wearing low cut blouse and a nylon sari. She had flowers in her hair. She would have made a perfect bitch. We were happy. While my brother and sister were happy to see her, my pant was bulged looking her sexy makeover body. She had brought lots of gifts and there were several bags in the room. When I asked about them she told that her parents have gifted them. She gave some games and sweets. Then that evening I saw mom arranging several saris in the wardrobe which were much sexier.I enjoyed the feeling that my mom is getting screwed by some old man. But at times I feel very angry as any son would have felt. But within no days I began to question myself what made my mom enjoy sex with him rather than my father. Although he has a great physique and very great shaft, I didn’t feel that is the sole reason for her to surrender because my dad who is younger than him could have done her very well. I never understood the reason why she enjoyed sex with him rather than with my father. I can say this because, she most of the times resist him before allowing my dad to fuck her but when it come to Kistappa, she never resisted but she co-operated him. If money was the only reason for her to agree to sleep with him, she would never have enjoyed it. One thing I know for surely that she enjoyed fucking him rather than my dad. Still I envy him because he got a chance which I longed for all the time. Sometimes I hate him because of what he did to my mom.The days are moving fast. I behaved as of ignorant of their escapades. Once in a month or twice a month I will get a chance to see my mom and kistappa got involved. Another year passed away. It was moth of April. I was playing chess at the door with my brother. My dad came home suddenly as he was not expected at that time. He was silent and went to the bathroom. He refreshed himself and came and sat there. My mom gave him the coffee. He took it and after drinking it sat there silently for a few moments. Then silently told what happened. Everyone was shocked, most importantly myself. Kistappa was no more. We went to the funeral of the kistappa. After completing the cremation we returned back. And all this time my mom was silent. She didn’t speak anything nor did she cry. At that time I didn’t understood it. Later I realized that there is a kind of emptiness in her eyes. I understood that that their relation is not only physical but also emotional.Days have passed she came to the normal. But whenever she hears his name a kind emptiness shadows her. Years later still whenever she hears his name that emptiness is still there. I could not understand still what that is. Is that love? If it is love then what is love between an old 56 year old man and a 36 year old woman called and understood. What is the kind of love between an old who has the age of her father and a woman rather than between a husband and wife. Is it dependency? Whatever it may be, no science, no psychology has the answer. Only they know what they are. But it took me a very few weeks to forget everything. But for one thing for which I felt sorry for kistappa is that from now onwards I am not going to have any feast.Now I was again on my quest to do something with my mom. I am growing up. Her sexy dresses, which she bought when she went on a one month fucking marathon with Kisatappa was making me go mad at her. Now my father is enjoying her in those saris. I could not see their fucking sessions because they always did it silently with the lights switched off. And then a thing happened which has only added fuel to my quest. I think this is the most important event in once life which motivated me to take some action on my dream.It happened when I was in 1st year of engineering. All our friends bunked the class. I also joined them but when I was leaving for home my friends asked me to stay back as they are having a little party at my friend’s house. When we reached their home, there was no one in the house.Then they began to quickly fix the VCR as there was no VCD at that time. Then within minutes the room went dark and whatever was going on the screen was unimaginable for me but it is imaginable for you. I don’t want to bore you by narrating the scenes. In short I watched my first porn movie in my life. So that is the first time I learnt about sex after which we discussed a lot about sex. I came to know a lot of things about the sex. My friends were too mature than me at that time.They had been watching those movies since eighth class. Our discussions ranged from the aunties to the beautiful girls in our town and also about the illicit affairs of the various aunties. This entire time only thing on my mind is – my mom. One of my friends told us about the aunty beside his house and how she gave him signals and how he is going to fuck her. I was laughing inside for his callousness. But after one month I came to know that I am callous and foolish. He told secretly and proudly that he has fucked the aunty and even shown authentic proof which we saw.The next day after noon he took us to his house and asked us to stand beside the boundary wall of their house and slowly jumped to the neighbor’s house. The afternoon was silent. Since their house in the town out skirts and as it was developing then there were not much people wandering there. He went back to the aunty who was putting the clothes on the wire. Then he suddenly took a tight hold of her waist and kissed her but She didn’t resist him but said something after kissing and went inside. Then he sent us away saying that he has some work winking his eye. We understood and left.After this incident I began to feel very inferior before him. Because I know that I laughed at him and I am feeling guilty for nothing. My desire to have my mom was increasing day by day and my fortune has knocked my door the next day.On that day I stayed back at home with the pretext of stomach ache, as I know that my mom will sleep in the afternoon and I wanted to take the opportunity if it is possible. Now mom has no one to have sex with. At least that’s what I thought. As I had expected my mom went to sleep at one after the lunch. I was sleeping beside her. After about a half an hour I started my old technique. As usually I placed my finger and then fingers. But now I know about sex completely through porn movies. So this time I could not stop with simple fingers and I placed my entire palm on her waist. It was then I realized that what would have made kistappa to have her.I thought every man will do anything to have her. If I was a man and not her son I would have the same thing. But I didn’t put much pressure. After five minutes I removed it and with five minutes gap I again placed my palm as lightly as possible. But after an hour I went to bath room to relieve myself. When I returned I again did the same thing. And after a few minutes I again went to bathroom. After that I did not get a chance to again place my palm as she woke up by the time I returned from the bath room. I waited for a second chance to come my way.After that day I didn’t get any chance to enjoy my mom. But my eyes always followed her. Soon I completed my first year and again the summer holidays have started. I used to hate the summer every year but I loved it because it would relieve us from the school. But that year I hated myself more than the summer. I hated myself than ever. My summer vacation began. I knew that I will not get a chance to enjoy because my brother and sister will around and my grandmother will come to stay with us. But I was proved wrong. I got a chance to get pleasure. One day my father told us that he is going to take us to the village but my mom refused to come and even I refused to go. So finally it was decided that my brother and sister will go with him and my mother and myself will stay at home. I was very happy that I got a chance. Now the afternoons and nights will be mine for two months. There were no boundaries for happiness.They left for the village next day. And my fingers began to savor the ecstasy for the same afternoon. But this time I dare to keep my entire palm on her waist and take it in my hand. A fear took over me. it took me a week before it became a routine for me to keep my hand on her waist in the day and night when she is asleep.Slowly my fear was replaced by the boldness. I used to keep my palms entirely and felt that I have taker her waist. But within the next ten days I felt it boring to keep my palms touching her waist as my dick aroused and struggle in the pants before I masturbate in the washroom. I was not satisfied with my palms resting on the waist and I want more of her. I used to arouse myself by placing my hands on waist and then go to the bathroom to relieve myself. But soon I want to relieve myself by simultaneously placing my hands on the waist. And succeeded too one afternoon. I placed my hand after an half an hour of my mother’s sleep. I now never hesitated to wait. After placing the palm on her soft, beautiful, cream colored waist I opened my pant zip and took out the dick and holding it in my hand started moving it up and down. I came to know about this kind of masturbation from the porn movies. I took care not wake her up by placing my palm lightly and avoiding moment in that hand as I masturbated with the other hand.For the first ten days I never tried to do it in the night. But on the eleventh day I wanted to try. And I tried. I succeeded. Since it is a very hot summer the life in that small town used to go to sleep by 8 or 9. And that night I was awake till 11 in the night. After confirming that my mom totally asleep which I can know by her low snoring, I moved my hand over her bare waist, as she was sleeping turning her back to me. With a little bit of hesitation I kept my hand on her smooth, cold, cream colored waist. I felt I was in heaven for a minute. Although it was my fingers resting on her waist, I could sense my dick rising like snake when angry.Then I used to masturbate and sleep. And I used to her timings and I started keeping my palm directly as if I was her husband. I can say that it is a kind of over confidence. And I was happy with my overconfidence. But then I could not know that it is going to cost me. It was twentieth day I began to feel that I was sleeping with a women while sleeping with my mom. I felt like a husband and wife sleeping together. I lost all my inhibitions and fear. Everything was going fine but one day it happened. It was the first time I hated myself as ever as I hated. And whenever I remind of it I hate myself.It was about 11 in the night and I as usually placed my hands on her waist. And suddenly something crept into the mind. May be it is the usual insatiable desire of man for having more. And my mind said to me why not more. And without any fear or hesitation I cured my palm around my mom’s waist. I did it so confidently as if I were her husband. I waited for a few seconds. Nothing happened. So I moved a little close towards her. Now making myself comfortable I waited for a few more seconds. Then I moved my palm slowly. I moved it onto her belly and back to the waist. Then I increased the pressure of my palm on her waist and started moving it onto her belly and to the waist. I saw no reaction from her and I thought she must be in deep sleep. Then I moved my hand to the other side of the waist. Since she was sleeping turning her back to me my hand was not moving freely slowly I managed to creep under her other side of the waist. Now her waist was pressing to my hand. I could feel her breath by the movement of her waist.Now I was very close to her body. But unknowingly my hard dick touched her ass. The softness of her round ass gave immense pleasure. A chill went through my spine in that hot summer. I immediately got an idea and got bold. I slowly unzipped my pant with the other hand and took my dick out which stood straight. I slowly took hard waving dick towards the soft ass and placed it on her ass. Now my pleasure doubled.I waited for a few second and by tightening my hold on her waist and my whole length of hand touching her belly and bare waist, I slowly moved my hard dick on the ass from above the sari and started masturbating on her ass. It was slow at the beginning and then slowly I increased the pressure a little bit so that I could get more pleasure and release the semen on her ass over the sari. I rubbed my hard dick to the ass till it relieved. That gave me the pleasure which I could have got if I really would have fucked her from behind in the ass.I thought that if this was the pleasure just by keeping my dick on the ass then what be the pleasure I would get if keep it in her wet cunt? What would be the pleasure if it moves continuously in the mom’s wet cunt? This thought gave me another bulge. And as the thoughts grew I started for a second masturbation. I imagine a fantasy of fucking mom in her marriage sari like Kistappa. And I remembered the whole night she had with Kistappa. I remembered how Kistappa fucked her making her on her fours in doggy style.Unknowingly my hip started moving the way Kistappa’s ass moved while fucking her in doggy style. And I started to give slowly strokes on her ass from above the sari. This increased my pleasure. And it happened when I was about to reach climax. If I had not done that stupid thing I would have enjoyed it for more days and never had to regret and hate myself in my life. When the tension in escort karabağlar me was building and when I knew that I was about to cum, I remembered Kistappa’s hard strokes. I closed my eyes and without my knowledge I gave her four hard strokes as if fucking her in ass and held her tightly. My hands were pressing her big stiff boobs. And that was enough for her to wake up. she woke up at my first stroke. She tried to get up removing my hand but as I was coming on her sari above her ass I held her tightly and my whole body was stuck to her back. I realized that she woke up and fear came over and I left her. And this was the biggest blunder of my life.She immediately got up and switched on the light when I left her. My dick was out and I saw that there was large cum on the ass crack. There was dent on her ass crack where I released cum. It was so strong that it went hit exactly in the middle of ass cheeks. I knew this because her sari was struck between them where my dick hit. My mom suddenly turned towards me and gave me a stern look and within a fraction of second she gave the slap of my life. She was yelling at me as if hysterical. She kept her hand on ass and my sticky cum had stick to her fingers. She took a cloth from the shelf and cleaned it while she continued yelling and beating me. I don’t want to repeat the words because they will make every son abhor himself and more over I am not here to preach you some morals.My dick has lost its hardness and it forgot pleasure which it has got a few seconds back and it was still outside. After beating me for two minutes she shouted at me to put my dick back and close my zip. I did as she ordered. Then she threw me out of that room and asked me to sleep in the other room. She changed the sari immediately. I know this because she was in another sari in the morning.From that day she never allowed me to sleep with her. She never even trusted me. However I persuaded and begged her not to tell her to the father and I will never repeat such acts. Because of the love she has for me she does not let my father know about it when he came home the next week but she never trusted me. She never allowed me to be with her again when she was alone although she behaved normally. I began to feel that I am stranger in my own house. She behaved as if I am an outside man. She used to wrap the lose end of her sari around herself when she was around me or when she is giving me food. It is for the first time I thought of suicide in my life. The mom who loved me the most now hates me. I am fit for nothing. I understood that I was wrong in my mind somewhere that since she has an illicit affair with the old man Kistappa she would also allow me. I understood one thing that day that even a prostitute will not allow her son to even behave with her sexually. I wanted to beg her but could not even dare to speak to her. My days have turned into nightmares. My entire thoughts of having her vaporized in regrets. Now my eyes have stopped exploring and ogling at her body now. I started to revere her. Now my dick never rises even watching the big mountain boobs over her sari.One year passed and nothing happened. Nothing changed. I began to pray the god for a miracle. But the miracle happened but in a bad way. That year my mom had an appendicitis operation. This gave me chance. I served like a son. And I regained her confidence. I believe she forgave me. We became close again. I too never thought of her in sexual way. Even when I touched her waist or sometimes her breast came into my contact I didn’t feel any sexual arousal. May be this is what called a son’s affection for the mother. We were again in the normal mother son relation. She was back to home. This was the greatest movement of happiness in my life. The moment I felt that she forgave me. Another year passed by and it was the summer vacation. That year I decided to visit my village alone as my brother was at home since he sat for the 7th board exams as they will be conducted lately in the month of May. So I lonely went to my village along with my dad. It was after 8 years I went to the village. I was received by my grandmother with love since she saw me after three years. Everyone in the village came to see me except my dad’s younger brother and his wife because they were out on the work in the field. A few of the village boys who have played with me when I was a k** came to see me. I went out with them in to the village for a round up of the village.After a lot of village fun I came back in the evening. I refreshed myself and sat for the dinner. In the villages people take dinner at around 7 or 8 in the evening after which they used to sit outside and enjoy chatting as c***dren playing the hide and seek. While elders indulge themselves talking about their glorious past after a long hard work on the fields, women discuss about the other women and their precious belongings.When I was about to start my dinner, I saw a dark silhouette at the door. In those days the power in those villages used to be very dim. It walked towards me and when it came a little bit near to me I recognized that it was a woman. She entered the kitchen where I was sitting and she was smiling at me. I hope she is in her early thirties, almost same as of my mom’s age. She is 5’4’’. It took me a moment to recognize her. She is my father’s younger brother’s wife. She asked my well-being and she gave me the curry which she brought for me. After speaking till I ate my dinner. She said she will leave as she has to cook for dinner for her husband. After completing my dinner I came out to rest under the neem tree. I spread the mat under the tree and made myself comfortable. I went into deep thought.I came into this world with the call of the uncle, my dad’s younger brother. He came to me and asked me if I had dinner. Then we discussed various matters for some time and he left when my dad returned from farm. They discussed for some time and left for having dinner. I think it was about 6 in the morning when a cold breeze of the neem tree gave me a wake-up call. I searched for the blanket but there was none. The cold didn’t allow me to sleep. My grandmother has already left for household chores and dad for the farm. I can hear the water splashing and motor running at a distance which was supplying water to the field.I got up rubbing my eyes as I squinted looking around. The moon has reached its abode. I turned to see the fields which were green. In the distance I could see a silhouette covering the early dawning sun .The green colored rice plantation was looking more beautiful with the red colored sun rays touching it. I felt that it is the most beautiful scenery. But the next moment I saw very beautiful scenery than this. She was a little distant from me but I could see her clearly. The suns very early, first rays, light orange in color were reaching her light black waist. The water flowing from the pot, were passing from her shoulder through her waist, due to which it was shining.Due to the weight of the pot on one shoulder she was moving sideways due to which her waist was expanding and contracting creating a fold in the waist. As she was reaching me to pass through me to their house, I Could see it more clearly. The only thing which came to my mind then was to get up and go straight to her and drink water which was flowing from her waist by licking it with my mouth and tongue. May be this is due to the movies.As she is coming near to me I changed my eye direction. When she came near to me she smiled at me and asked me why I wake up so early. I gave back a smile and said the sleep was gone. She passed me. Now again saw her. She has bathed so early; the water from her hair is falling like drops were passing through the spine into her sari. Her ass was swaying with her walk and the moment because of the weight of the pot. My dick was hard and aroused. It was throbbing to get out and get relieved. I thought now I should relieve myself but there were no bathrooms. So I turned my thoughts.The days are passing. Every morning I wake up with a feast to my eyes. But day by day I could not resist my aunt. I decided to make arrangements to wank off if I need. I made a sitting place in an old well and I used to sit there wanking out whenever I need. Days are passing. Without my knowledge I developed another obsession i.e. my aunt. This is the first time in my life I saw another women other than my mother. But to be exact she is the first women of my sex life may be who aroused sexual feeling in me even when I was eleven or twelve. My desire to fuck her was never fulfilled but I saw her being fucked and that too after my tenth.I have completed my vacation in the village with my aunt’s everyday feasts of her beauty and a lot of masturbation. After the vacation I returned to home in the town.When I returned to the town after my vacation for many days my thoughts were flocked by my aunts beautiful assets. I used to think how lucky my uncle was to be able to fuck her every day. I sometimes used to think crazily that why I was not her husband instead of my uncle. I wanted to grow up quickly only to get freedom to fuck woman. Slowly my thoughts were back as at home my mom was the only woman around. Now I as I how people fuck, I used to imagine fucking my mom. I remembered Kistappa and his lucky chance to fuck my mom. Sometimes I used to enjoy how I boldly ass fucked her over her sari avoiding the next unpleasant episode. I began indulging in my mom’s thoughts.My College has started . Most of the time sex was on my mind. At college I was disturbed by a new teacher called Padmavathi who came to teach us mathematics. She was newly married and may be around 28 years but her body more mature than her age. She had a nice fucking body. When she is in the class my dick used to stand in my pants. Even in the prayer ground it was hard from avoiding a look at her and my dick from becoming hard. I soon came to know that I was not the only person to be disturbed by her beauty. One of the students in the 9th class has raised her sari from under the desk while she was teaching the class. As the class was so small and crowded nobody saw it except a few. When she realized what the student was doing, she asked him to get up and sit away from her. She did not further raise the matter as it would create a mess in the school. But the incident spread to every boy in the school in 9th and 10th classes. This incident created a kind of stir in me.Both my mom and Padmavathi continued to disturb me day and night. I wanted to at least see mom and Kistappa in action but he was gone.That year also I wanted to go to the village alone and spend. Even dad agreed to it as I will not be able to come to village till 2 years. My brother and sister wanted to go to stay at home but my mom wanted to join me as it was a long time since she visited village. So my grandmother came to the town for taking care of my brother and sister. We three me, my mom and dad went to village.Everyone came to visit us as even my mom came to the village after a long time. My dad was busy with the work. And it happened after 4 days. My dad went to the city on some work and said he will come after two days. On the first day night I and my mom slept in our room as usual. It was 10:30 in the night and I could sleep as the power went off. So I came out for a small walk. I went out around the home and walking I was coming again to in front of house and suddenly I saw mom walking. I thought for a second that she also came for a walk. But she looked around and started moving towards the fields. A doubt suddenly rose in my mind and something in my mind told me to follow her. Even the half moon gave considerable light to see. I followed her secretly hiding whenever she turned back to look in the long sugar cane fields. She walked till the end where our land meets with our uncle’s land. There was a small hut and the engines of motors which pull the water from the well nearby. At that time there were no bores.She looked around and knocked the door. After a few knocks the door opened and she went inside. I walked to the hut and went to the side of the hut near the window and was surprised to see inside. Inside my mom was standing in a sexy sari and low cut blouse and my uncle was standing half naked. He was strong and muscular with a black body. His hair was black and he is a few years elder to my mom may be around 38 years. There was lamp and in the lamp light his black body was shining. He came near her and holding her hands pulled her close.‘I thought you were angry with and you will never come’ he said.Mom kept silent. Then he talked again.‘I used to be close to Kistappa. Other than your husband and Kistappa, I was the only person who knows about your relationship with Kistappa. He was more close to me than your husband. He used to tell how beautiful you are. I asked him a few times if I can get a chance. He said he will try telling you about me. Did he tell you about me Shobha?’‘Yes, he used to speak about your manliness. But he never told me about your desire.’‘It’s okay. If I were in his place I would have done the same thing. Then only I decided to fuck you at least once in my life. And when I came here I thought I got a chance. So I came yesterday when your son and husband are out at field and asked you. But I never thought you will come.’He kissed her. He made her lie on the bed and removed her sari. She was wearing a thin blouse which he tore in one go and started sucking her boobs. My mom was going mad. She was co-operating him while his black hands pressed and mauled her boobs. He was sucking them and then he removed her sari and threw it away. Then in one go he removed the petticoat and started sucking her pussy. She was going mad and I could listen to her moans for the first time. She was going mad as he sucked her pussy. She held his face and pulled him up and gave her boobs. He sucked them alternatively. Then he got up and removed the only cloth covering his body. The cloth in front was making a tent with his dick up. When he removed the cloth his manhood came out like spring was jumping in the air. Looking at the size of it my mom’s eyes went wide – he went on to the bed and opened her legs.‘I think I can’t take it. Be gentle with me. This is the first time I taking such a size.’‘What? Doesn’t my brother have such sized cock?’‘No, his smaller than you, may be half of your size.’‘What about Kistappa?’‘He is good but not your size.’‘Okay now enough of talk and taste my dick fuck.’Saying this he positioned his dick at the entrance of her pussy and started to push it. After a bit, mom started to nag him slowly. He tried to insert it a bit but it was large. After a few minutes he lost his patience and pushed it with one stroke and the shout which my mom let out was lost in silence. He waited for a moment and started to fuck. At first he gave short strokes, then he started to give long and hard fucks. Both were shouting.‘Shobha, WHAT A WOOOOOOOOOOMAANNNN AAREE YOUU…. BITCHHHHHH YOUUUUUU HAAVEEEEEE AA TIGHT PUSSYYY……… A VIRGIN PUSSYYYYY………………. I WILL TEAR RRRRRRR ITTTT RANDIIIIII…………….. AH AH AH…………………..’Mom was let out cries and moans and was enjoying pleasure. I could hear only one sound from her –‘FUCCCCCKKKKKKKK…………….FUC……….kKKKKKKKKKKKK………FUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKK MEEEEEEEE’As there was no one around, they had a marathon fucking session. My uncle fucked my mom for 50 minutes and came. Meanwhile I think my mom came twice. They were exhausted. Both slept naked. But my uncle was ready for another fuck soon. They fucked till 3 in the morning and when my mom came out she was walking with her legs wide. I think her pussy was sore.I could go home early than her and went to sleep. She came and closed the front door and went to sleep. Next day she woke up at 12 in the noon. She slowly bathed and prepared lunch for. She said she was sorry that she could not wake up early because she could not sleep of heat and power was off. I said its okay. While we were having lunch my uncle came and he asked if dad was there. I know that he came to see my mom. He waited and talked for some time. Then asked her if I wanted to go to the film at nearby village? He said I can accompany my aunt if I wanted to. But I said I am going with my friends. And uncle asked mom also if she wanted to go but she said she is not interested. Then if she is not going she can come to the field in the night to spend some time. I know that they are going to spend time fucking. Mom said she will see and he left. I said that she should visit the fields as no will be there. But I know for sure that she will go.In the night I started very early saying that I am going to film with my friends. After an hour, I started to the fields and went to the hut where I witnessed my mom and uncle’s fuck last night. But it was wide open and there was no one. Then I thought it best to go and wait at my house as I can follow my mom. But while going towards the house at a distance, I saw mom and uncle moving towards our house. I ran through the sugarcane fields from the other side and went inside the house before mom and uncle reached there. After a few minutes, I could hear their voices and the door closing.‘Let’s not waste the time Shobha. Let’s fuck to the core before they come. If possible we will fuck all night and tomorrow in the noon too. Your hubby will come in the night. Send your son somewhere or you come to the hut.’‘Okay’‘Let’s go to your bedroom. I always dreamt of fucking on the same bed where husband fucks you. Did you hubby fucked you here?’‘Now days he is busy with work. Years back he fucked. Last week he half fucked me.’‘Half fucked? What do you mean by that?’‘He was fucking me suddenly the power came and he left saying that he has to switch on the motor and put water to the fields.’‘Don’t worry I complete what he has left unfinished’ he said and took her to her room.He took her to the room and pulled off her sari and she removed her blouse and petticoat while he undressed himself. Then they got on to the old wooden cot. He made mom to go in doggy style and made her hold the bed post. Then in one hard push he shoved his dick into her ass and when it went his inside, she shouted and cried if pain. It was too much to take for her. She cried and shouted for 15 minutes before the pain subsided and she started enjoying the fuck. So my uncle was the first to tear my mom’s ass. For the next two days uncle fucked her to the core and even after my dad came, he used to come to our home in the afternoon and fucked her. I used to give them the pricy they needed at home and enjoy their fucking sessions. Mom enjoyed and told to him several times that she liked his dick size.I pitied my dad as before she was fucked by Kistappa with his knowledge and now by my uncle without his knowledge. I felt sorry for him. Soon I realized that I was wrong in my dad’s case.

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OwnedThe StockadeWhen Mistress saw the stack of strangely cut boards in my closet and asked what they were for, I knew right away I was going to be rebuilding the stocks. I originally built them from discarded scraps from a construction site, and I didn’t even know whether or not my girlfriend at the time would want to use them, or not. We did for a time, though she preferred to have ME locked in them rather than visa versa. The wood is very rough and uneven, so rough that it would be easier to start all over again with fresh wood rather than sanding it all down and painting it. Even if I DID all that work they would still look like garbage, but once Her curiosity was piqued I knew exactly what would happen, and I was right. She’s been wanting to build a dungeon in her basement for a few years, and the only article of furniture she has down there so far is a single mattress and box-spring sitting on the cement floor. It’s got four point restraints attached to it, and she sometimes likes to play out a*****ion scenarios down there. Sometimes SHE is the captive, but that’s a story for another time. Mostly I’m the one being held for hours at a time, and now that she’s seen the disassembled stockade, I know it’s destined for her basement. She asks what’s the longest amount of time I have been locked up in them and I tell her, about an hour. After that my back would go into spasms and my legs would cramp. Standing bent over like that was torture in itself, and being pegged in that condition added insult to injury. “What would make it more comfortable?” she asks. I tell her, “Lowering the height so I could kneel, and then putting something under my chest for support so I don’t have to hold myself up. And it would help if I wasn’t kneeling on concrete. . .”She has an epiphany . . . “What if you built them over the bed in my basement?”“That might work,” I admitted reluctantly, knowing full well that the more comfortable I made myself, the longer I’d likely spend locked up down there. “Good . . . build them.”### The BuildThe design was simple, and dated all the way back to medieval times. Two wide boards hinged together so they open and closed like the mouth of a wooden alligator. While closed, three large holes are cut along the center line: one big in the middle for the person’s neck to fit through, and then two smaller ones on opposite sides for their wrists. The stockade is open, the victim places their neck and wrists through the half circles cut in the lower board, then the alligators mouth is closed, completing the circles and locking the person in. I’ve attached a hasp with a padlock on it to keep the prisoner (usually ME) from opening it, but it could be held shut with a pencil or a stick. Yet, hearing that padlock being snapped shut does add a certain amount of finality to the scenario. From that moment on, I know I’m not getting out of that thing until someone unlocks it. Taken from the pictures of similar devices I found online, I built mine to force the occupant to stand bent over at the waist, because I was never really in them for more than an hour MAXIMUM. But building a railing to support my hips would have taken too much time, and the final product would be a real pain to assemble and disassemble. The new design eliminated those problems. For starters, I widened the support legs to fit over the mattress in her basement. I also lowered it considerably so that I’d have to kneel, and that my ass would be at the right height for her if she was kneeling behind me. Since there were already four-point restraints in place, she’d also be able to restrain my ankles, and prevent me from keeping my legs together. Once I was satisfied with the position I bolted it down to the concrete and brought her down for a look. “This is good,” she said, smiling evilly. “It just needs one more thing.”She crossed the basement and pulled a dusty sheet off of a tall oval mirror standing in the corner. “What do you want that for?” I asked. In response she came to me and grabbed my ass with both hands as she explained, “I want you to hang that on the wall at the head of the bed. Okay?”Your eyes drop to the floor, “Yes, Mistress, of course. May I ask why?”“Yes, slut . . . because I want to be able to see your expression in it while I’m behind you.” She licked the tip of my nose with her tongue and slapped me once on the ass as she headed upstairs. “Hurry up and get it done and take a shower, I’ve got errands to run.### First Session When I got into her shower, I had a clean pair of jeans and a t-shirt laid out on the bathroom counter along with an obligatory pair of panties to wear under them, in this case a tiny bikini bottom made of white lace. However, when I got out of the shower the clothes were gone, she’d obviously come in and taken them, all but the white lace panties. Since I know the cost of asking redundant questions, the punishment for which often ranges between being flogged to tears or swallowing a load of my own cum off her strap-on while she calls me a dumb slut, I don’t bother asking; I just put the panties on and emerge from the bathroom to see what happens next. On the floor in the hallway outside the bathroom is a sheet of paper with one word written across it in marker. karabağlar escort “BASEMENT.” I descended the stairs to find her standing beside the bed, and the alligator’s mouth is open, waiting for me. “On the bed,” she said. Without hesitation I answered, “Yes Mistress,” and immediately climbed onto the foot of the bed and waited for her instructions, not daring to look her in the eye. She pointed to the open jaws and said, “IN, slut.”I leaned forward, down, and placed my throat in the center semi-circle, my wrists in the smaller ones on either side. She hefted the jaws closed, slowing as she neared the end so I wouldn’t get pinched, and secured the hasp. A few moments later, I heard the padlock snap shut, and then she was on her knees behind me, attacking me. She slammed her crotch into my ass as her fingers dug into my hips. She released me long enough to deliver several firey slaps to my ass on alternating sides before she resumed slamming her hips into me like she was fucking me. “You’re fucking MINE now, aren’t you?!?”“Yes!” I cried. “I’m YOURS!”“I can do whatever I fucking WANT to you . . . I could keep you down here for as long as I want, fuck you anytime I feel like it . . . I’ll fuck you until you BEG me to stop, slut, you’ll BEG me to stop!”She shoved herself off of the bed using my body for leverage and returned a moment later at the head of the bed with a rubber ball gag in her hand. She didn’t bother asking for permission, she just jammed it in my mouth and tied it tight around the back of my head, and then she was behind me once again. I felt her reach between my legs and yank the panties off to one side with one hand while she grabbed by cock and balls in a fist with the other. I was rock hard, dripping, probably a few simple strokes away from having a spontaneous orgasm, but she knew how to handle me while making sure that didn’t happen . . . hell, she often knew how close I was before I did. She jammed an elastic band around the base of my scrotum, just to make sure I stayed hard and unable to do anything with it while she was gone, and then added a little something for me to think about with the involuntary free-time I was facing when she jammed a condom onto me. The only ever times she does that is when she wants to get fucked, but she’s always on top, and I’m usually bound on my back spread eagle. I knew there was no way we could have THAT kind of sex while I was locked in the stocks. *I’d find out in about an hour when she returned from pretending to run errands.*After an obligatory slap on the ass as she climbed off of me, she fulfilled another obligation by telling me how long I was being left there before she planned to return. “I’m thinking about an hour. You’ll be in there for a while after I get back but I won’t leave you alone for more than an hour, kay slut?”Since my mouth was full, I simply nodded, after which I watched her walk away in the reflection of the mirror, thinking how badly I wanted to reverse positions with her and lock HER in those stocks. I had a lot of time to think about that while she was gone, and it’s impossible NOT to think when you’re wide awake in the pitch black, which is how she left me when she reached the top of the basement stairs and turned the light off. ### I’ll Just Wait HERE Then. With the basement door closed and the furnace pumping the AC and maximum capacity I was FREEZING. Despite my shaking, I was still throbbing thanks to the tourniquet she’d wrapped around that area and it was a strange juxtaposition to be simultaneously terrified, frozen, in pain, and hard as a rock. Funny thing about being restrained in the dark; time stands still, which is why one hour felt more like three. When she returned, I was suddenly blinded by the basement lights as they were thrown on, and I was still trying to force my eyes open I saw the blur of her form in the mirror. I managed to focus my eyes just in time to see her undoing her belt and sliding it through the loops of her jeans. “Oh good” she smirked, “you’re still here.”I felt her enter the bed on her knees as she inched her way up behind me. In the mirror I saw her raise the hand holding the looped belt over her head and the instant she brought it down I felt a flash of pain followed immediately by the sound of heavy leather on flesh accompanied by my own gag-muffled cry; her favorite tune. She struck me several more times until the belt was tossed aside and she put both hands on me; one hand gripped painfully around my sheathed cock while the other attempted to finger-bang me through the panties. She was an expert with her hands, AND her mouth, and she could make me cum in seconds if she wanted to, or bring me to the brink and leave me hanging, which is what she did. Less than a second from the finish line, she stopped dead, released her grip on me, and left the bed. For several minutes I attempted to decipher the sounds of packages being opened and the shuffling of heels on concrete as she prepared. I saw her re-emerge in the mirror and felt her take hold of me once again, but after several passionless downward strokes, she slid her hand off of him and in one gesture removed the condom she’d forced onto him. She vanished from karabağlar escort bayan the mirror and appeared at the head of the bed where she managed to climb onto the mattress with her legs spread, and the head of a big black strap-on that I’d never seen before poking up at my face. “Oh my,” she laughs coyly as though she’s just as surprised by it as I am. “That’s a little bigger than what you’re used to, isn’t it?” She knows I can’t answer but pretends to wait for an answer anyway. When she doesn’t get one, she takes my silence for consent and scoots down the mattress a little to bring the tip of the cock to my lips where I can’t avoid it. That’s when I saw the condom dangling between her fingers. It’s got about a shot-glass worth of milky white fluid collected in the reservoir tip, because, that’s what it’s for . . . right? It’s meant to trap a load of cum and in this case it’s done its job well; I’d been dripping into that thing for over an hour, and while I hadn’t reached actual climax, the contents of the condom were comparable. This is where *terror* sets in. Though this isn’t my first time, nothing takes away a man’s masculinity in a second than the realization that you’ve allowed yourself to be feminized, restrained beyond escape, brutalized, and now have a huge hard cock (albeit artificial, but much larger than normally found in the populous) shoved against your mouth. Added to which, you know the person at the other end of it well enough to know that refusing her will come with consequences, and any amount of disappointment will make you feel unworthy of her ownership. “Look at me, slut,” she said gently. She doesn’t say another word until I’m looking squarely into her eyes. When I do, in a kind but insistent manner she says, “You’re going to want to get this thing *really* wet . . . in a few minutes I’m going to *fuck* you with it.”And with that, she upended the condom, dumping its contents onto the head where it drizzled down the shaft on all side likes hot fudge on a sundae, and shoved my head down onto it, forcing it slowly but steadily into my mouth, negating any pretense of resistance. I’m no genius, but I know what SHE is expecting; she wants to further break me by making me swallow my cum before the final act. To deny her in this task or perform poorly will only draw it out as she compensates . . . I know this from experience. I try not to gag but it’s not easy; in the seconds between the removal of the condom and the cum-dump onto her new strap-on, it has already begun to cool down, and cold cum is even worse to swallow than the hot stuff. I get it down, but just barely, and I look into her eyes the entire time, observing that her cheeks are now flushed and her chest is heaving. I’m in fucking trouble, and we both know it. Once she’s satisfied that I’ve ingested all I’m going to manage to, she yanks the strap-on out of my mouth, slaps both sides of my mouth with it for her amusement, and begins the process of squirming out of the space she’d used to violate me, but to her it was only foreplay. She’s behind me, and a mercy handful of anal glide is slapped on my ass followed immediately by the pressure of the tip of her big cock pushing into me, searching. I force myself into my own private sub-space . . . I breathe deeply, slow my heart-rate, arch my back, and try to relax my insides in the place where I am expecting company. It’s what I’ve always done, and it never works . . . NEVER. The head of her cock entering me is unintentionally sudden, and painful. And as that pain washes over me, I realize the same thing, over and over again. It’s a phrase, one that’s almost become a mantra. ## This Is Good For Me*This is GOOD for me.*When I think about it, and I often DO, I think that my acceptance over that simple fact is the reason she LOVES me so much. Women have been taking big cocks into their bodies, often painfully, for as long as there’s been women. Men, on the other hand, usually go through their entire lives never knowing what it feels like to have a load of semen slide down their throats for an entire day as the taste of last night is reintroduced with every little cough. And they never have to endure the feeling of an overenthusiastic partner enters you a little too fast, and refuses to withdraw even after you cry out over the tearing their passion leaves behind. I’ve given her all a man has to give, at least the things that last. I feel every hard vein as she slides eight inches of rubber into me, and the things that come out of my mouth would stop any non-sociopath cold in their tracks . . .*Oh fuck no, you bitch! STOP!**No please NO! Oh fuck NO!!!**DON’T . . . PLEASE! NO! OWW!**PLEASE STOP . . . I’LL DO ANYTHING, PLEEEEEEEASE!*I could say ANYTHING . . . threaten to send her to prison, or KILL her, but once she’s started to violate me, there’s only one thing that will stop her . . .*Our safe word.*But, after dozens of sessions, you know how many times I’ve actually SAID our safeword? ZERO. As with my orgasms, she knows how to bring me to the brink and KEEP me there. I’ve ‘almost’ said it about five hundred times, and ‘actually’ said it out loud ZERO times. She’s inside of me, and it’s a new high score escort karabağlar for length, hardness, depth, and girth. This is the kind of fuck she wants me to remember, and if I get fucked by a hundred more Dommes this night will NEVER be forgotten. This was the first time I ever felt afraid to say NO. Most swinging dicks out there have and never will have to contemplate the following: What if telling them to stop actually turns them on and makes them fuck me even harder?I’ve had it happen . . . MANY times, the kind of fucking that keeps you off the toilet for a few days, and begets scars of several kinds . . . especially if you LIKE it. She’s smiling at me in the mirror as she fucks me, and my tears and my pleas do nothing to dissuade her, in fact, she fucks me a little slower, deeper, prolonging it as her own orgasm begins to build. She asks, “Do you want me to cum, slut?”, and her fingernails dig into my ass as she begins to pound me. “Yes! PLEASE!”“BEG for it slut,” she hisses at me as she pounds me harder still. “Beg for it like the slut you are.”“PLEASE!,” I cried, “I can’t take it . . . CUM FOR ME, PLEASE!!!!”“You want it?”“YES!”“Yes . . . WHAT?”“YES I WANT YOU TO CUM FOR ME, PLEASE!”The sound of her body slapping against mine sounds like someone clapping, and I feel something hot and wet spurt out of me that I know isn’t an orgasm. Close though, close enough to confuse with the real thing, but experience has taught me that she is actually milking me. The head of the cock she’s wearing is rubbing back and forth across my prostate and she’s pumping me dry, but there is no RELEASE, no relief . . . only a short spasm followed by something hot and wet splashing on my thighs as she continues to slam her hips into me. I see in the mirror as she tilts her head back with her eyes closed and the fucking of my ass changes into hard prolonged stabs into my body. She shoves it in as far as it will fit, withdraws slowly over the course of several seconds, then stabs me again, and again and again. On the fifth or sixth stab, she collapses down onto my back, breathing hard like a fish out of water. “That was GOOD . . . slut,” she says through a laugh as she struggles to catch her breath. I think it’s safe to say that you’re going to be spending a lot of time in this thing.”I know better than to argue . . . “Yes Mistress.”“’In fact, I think I might like to make a video down here with *Krissy*. “The mere suggestion of it makes my blood run cold in my already shaking body. Saying she wants “Krissy” is code for what amounts to full-feminization. Body shaved bare . . . even my legs. Dressed in whatever slutty outfit she desires . . . often a stripper’s version of a school-girl or a prostitute.Raccoon eyes and bright red lipstick.A wig . . . either long and blonde or short and red . . . her choice as always. Nails painted, body perfumed, and all of this after preparing my body for a long session. The final touch . . . high heeled stiletto boots. Luckily, I know I won’t be doing very much walking in them, probably no farther than the upstairs bathroom down to the basement. As for the video . . . once in a while she likes to set up a couple of cameras and make a little amateur movie. She’s got an eye for angles and she loves the process of cutting the video back and forth between the cameras to give the viewer lots to look at, sort of the way she watched my expression in the mirror while she robbed me of my manhood. We BOTH know I want it, not that I’ll get much pleasure from it; my reward comes from the act of enduring . . . suffering a little for HER pleasure. And later that night, Krissy DID suffer. As I had that afternoon, that night I was force fed my own semen from the tip of her strap on before she entered me with it, and once again I had to endure a long hard fucking from it, one that seemed to go on for much longer than the first. Only, this time, it was caught by the lenses of two cameras. While I’m not worried about anyone who knows me personally seeing the video online and recognizing me (if they did, they sure as FUCK wouldn’t tell me they saw it), it IS a little humiliating to know that I let her do that to me on camera, and consented to her posting it online for the world to see. But there’s another side to it which comes from “Krissy’s” brain, not mine, and SHE LOVED seeing herself on the internet. What’s more, she was PROUD of it.Proud that Mistress had chosen her for service.Proud that she endured a little pain and discomfort as a form of tribute to Her.Proud that many thousands of people would see the video and think one of two things: 1. “I wish I was Krissy and Mistress was fucking ME.” Or, 2. “I wish I was Mistress, and I was the one fucking Krissy.”The thought of that turns me on to the point where it’s a form of reward, and Mistress knows it. It’s a pleasure to serve Her even though it hurts, because She likes it. And I’m not only talking about the physical pain of having an eight inch strap-on forcefully shoved into your body, or the flogging or hair pulling or ass slapping or the raking of your skin under sharp fingernails . . . but the unfulfilled longing of wanting to fuck HER, and knowing that the closest you’ll ever come is being locked in a trap of your own making while dressed as a school-girl with a hard rubber cock up your ass. And the sad thing is . . . not only will you TAKE it from her, you’ll BEG for it, and THANK her once She’s had her way. That’s who you are. That’s WHAT you are. You wouldn’t want it any other way . . . and neither do I. Krissy

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Jenelle getting fucked in Sex CinemaPhil and I decided to visit a sex shop and cinema in Dandenong late one Saturday afternoon. I was so horny and I thought I would get dressed sexy for the trip in and tease some of the men that would be in there. I love being a slutty exhibitionist, letting men perve on my tits and cunt. It is so horny walking around the shop and bending over so that they look up my skirt and see my naked pussy-lips or down my blouse and see my tits hanging forward and my nipples hard and exposed. Several times guys have come up behind me and slipped a couple of fingers into my squelchy wet cunt or asshole, or rubbed my clit till I exploded with a sexy orgasm. All this as Phil and other guys watched them using me. He would even encourage them to maul and finger me, “finger the slut. She is a fuckslut to be used. Jenelle is a fuckslut wife that needs lots of cock.”I showered and gently rubbed my clit to get me “warmed up” but with-out getting myself off. Phil was in the bathroom shaving as I jilled myself and he must have heard my whimpers as I was rubbing. He came over to the shower recess and took his cock in hand and slowly wanked it as I was jilling. It got me so horny seeing my hubby wanking his cock in front of me, I rubbed out a mini-orgasm as he watched his slut-whore wife. After I composed myself and toweled off, we went into the bedroom to ‘dress’. I decided to not wear any panties or a bra and just slipped on a white button-down shirt and a sexy red mini skirt that I had in my wardrobe. My tits were just visible through the material and the dress only just covered my fat and lightly furred cunt. I looked a slut! A high school teacher whore ready to be fucked by her horny students.I get my students to root me often. They would feel my cunt and see how wet they could get me. It didn’t take much to make my pussy all wet and ready to be fucked. Then they would bend me over a desk and a line would form behind me. They would take turns pushing their cocks in me and filling me with their young hard cocks and loads of thick slimy young cum.Phil could not resist coming up to me and hugging me and as his arms were wrapped around my back and on my ass-cheeks, he slipped his hand under the mini skirt and slipped his finger into my ass-hole and wiggled it. He knows I love that.As we walked out to the car the next-door neighbor was kneeling doing some gardening and as we walked past him he must have got a good look up my skirt and saw I wasn’t wearing panties. A broad smile erupted on his face and he winked at me, letting me know he had seen my cunt lips.“Going to another sex party tonight, are we?” he asked quietly.“We are off to the Club X in Dandy and see if I can get some action in there.” I told him.“Well I can see you’re horny enough. Your cunt juices are starting to dribble down your legs. I might sneak over when you get home and join in fucking that juicy cunt. Wifey is going to her sisters in Geelong for the night, and as you know I never go with her. And I always want your cunt on my cock Jenelle.”“You are more than welcome to come fuck me hun. You know I love your fat cock in my hungry pussy.” I said as I remembered the many lazy afternoons we had fucked before Phil came home.As I got into the car I made sure I spread my legs wide and slowly sat in the car so he got a clear view of my moist cunt-gash.We drove into Dandenong and parked near the sex shop. Phil made sure we had a bit of a walk to the door so men could see his slutty wife and perve on me. I made sure my hips swayed and my tits jiggled as I walked. My nipples getting hard as they rubbed against the thin material. Several men walking down the footpath stopped and leered at me. One even came up to me and pulled me roughly to him and kissed me deeply, buca escort forcing his tongue into my mouth, slipping his fingers into my crotch and fingered my cunt and clit. I was so horny that I felt my knees buckle a little as the sexy sensations washed through my hips. Phil was so turned on seeing me being a horny slut with the guy. I just opened my legs to let the guy get his fingers deep in my wet cunt. He fingered my clit so sexily that I had an orgasm right there in public on the footpath as other guys watched me. I was moaning as I orgasmed.As we walked in, the guy behind the counter looked me up and down and asked me if I was “on the menu tonight”. He said he liked my tits through my blouse. We told him yes, I was there to be rooted and asked if many guys were inside. He told us there were a few guys and no women…….I would be the only slut cunt-meat to be fucked there tonight. He asked if I would like him to make a few phone-calls and get more cocks there to fuck and use me. I just smiled and nodded. My cunt started to pulse a little in anticipation of being their fuck-toy. Getting the horny cocks deep in my cunt. I said yes!The theatre was only lit by the light from the screen but I could see that the men were all s**ttered through the room. As we walked to our seats in the front row, I noticed most of the men were watching me. I could feel their eyes on me, stripping me naked. I loved being ogled and mentally stripped. As I walked down to the front seats, several guys made sexy lewd comments like “let’s see your tits, bitch” and “your cunt better be good and wet slut. A lot of cocks will be using it tonight”. I lifted my skirt so they could see my cunt-lips and mound and the cum that was now dribbling out of my just-used pussy.One of the guys sitting on the aisle stood and grabbed my tit and hefted it. My tit-flesh wobbled and bounced in his hand as he said rather loudly “nice tits bitch. And I can see the cunt is juicy too.” Several other guys stood and surrounded me and all started to grope my tits and cunt. I had several fingers slide into my wet pussy and rubbing my hard clit. I loved it!We went and sat down in the middle of the front row and almost immediately guys came and sat either side of us. The one sitting beside Phil said rather loudly to him “I want to be beside your slut”, and Phil moved to the empty seat next to the guy as the guy moved beside me. As he sat beside me he put his hand on my thigh and ran it up my leg to my trimmed pussy. When he felt no panties, he slowly slid his rough, calloused fingers into my wet pussy as I opened my legs wider so he could get complete access to my cunt. He roughly pinched my clit between his fingers and rolled the hard nub. I almost orgasmed there and then.The guy on my right took that as a signal and unbuttoned my shirt and started to fondle and squeeze my tits, pinching my nipples and rolling them between his thumb and finger. It hurt but it also made my nipples hard. Another guy stood in front of me and just ripped my shirt off and then roughly dragged my mini skirt off my hips and down my legs, leaving me sitting there completely naked but for my high heels. I was butt naked in a sex cinema full of horny men with my cunt and tits on open display. Phil had now stood and was standing off to one side and he had his cock out and was wanking, watching me being stripped, used and abused. Watching his naked fuckslut wife being used as a sex-toy, a fucking slut.By now all the men in the theatre were gathered around me and had their cocks out, wanking as the two original guys were feeling my tits or shoving fingers in my now wet sloppy cunt. The guy standing in front of me put his hand on the back of my neck, pulling me forward till his hard escort buca fat cock was touching my lips. I opened my mouth and he just roughly shoved his cock forward, filling my mouth with warm hard cock-meat. I loved it. I had cock in my mouth and it was being forced forward and down my throat. It was leaking precum and it was dribbling down the corners of my mouth and off my chin and dripping onto my tits, coating them with saliva and precum. I was a slut on a cock.Several men were now standing behind my seat and I could feel their hands snaking around me……my tits were being mauled and my cunt was being explored by several rough fingers.Then a big black abo came and pushed them all aside and just grabbed my arms, pulled me to my feet and turned me around, pushing me forward over the seat back. I felt my tits bouncing as he stepped up behind me and roughly started to poke his big abo cock into my now wet cunt. As he felt it hit the hole he just rammed it hard into my cunt and it seemed to push all the air out of my lungs. He started to fuck my willing wet cunt hard and each time his cock went into me he went deeper and deeper till he was battering my cervix with the head of his big black abo cock, his balls hitting my swollen clit. I was nearly cumming from his battering.Then I felt my cervical opening expand and his cock slid into my womb, through my cervix, just as he was starting to cum. He pumped what felt like gallons of his abo, black nigger sperm into my waiting womb, filling it with his juicy abo fluid. It was oozing out of my cunt down the sides of his cock as he kept on ramming it into me. I could feel the neck of my cervix being forced open each time he rammed deep into my womb, making me orgasm which expanded my cervix even more allowing his cock easy access to impregnate my body with his potent black, abo sperm. He was filling my womb with his potent abo cum, mixing with the eggs that were released in my womb. One of the fertile sperm wriggled hard enough and broke into an egg and fertilised me. I now had an abo baby growing in my cunt.It pushed me over the top with a huge orgasm and I squirted all over his cock. And I was pregnant with the abo stranger’s sperm. His baby was now growing in my womb – I was a pregnant Abo-fucked slut. I was filled with his potent sperm as it gushed into my womb and fertilized several of my eggs. In nine months, I was to give birth to bastard abo babies. As I came down the abo cock was replaced with a long fat white cock that just slid easily into my now abo cum-filled cunt. It slipped easily into and up my cunt. I looked over at Phil and he was smiling and still wanking his cock. I felt a shiver of sexual excitement run through my belly knowing Phil was watching his slutty bitch-wife being fucked. I pushed back hard on the cock and he started to ram hard cock into me and he impaled my womb through my cervix. Within a couple of minutes, he unloaded a huge wad of his cum into my hungry cunt and womb, breeding me with his white baby. I now had 2 abo babies and a white one growing in my womb. As he pulled his cum covered cock out I turned around and sat in the seat and licked and sucked his cock of all the cum that was on it. It tasted so sweaty and salty……..just like Phil’s cum. The cum was pooling on the floor between my legs as it was leaking out of my gaping cunt.The guy that had been at the front entrance appeared and pulled a divan out from under the little stage and motioned for me to lay on it and spread my legs wide. By now all the men in the theatre were naked including Phil. I was so turned on seeing Phil naked in amongst all these men. My husband watching his prim little high school teacher being gang-fucked and I was loving it. As I lay on my back buca escort bayan one of the guys pushed Phil down between my legs and ordered him to “clean the sluts’ cunt”.”Yes Phil, clean the cum out of my cunt” I told him. “Lick and suck my slutty cum-filled fucked cunt. Lick some of that abo cum in my cunt. Suck on my cunt that has just been filled with loads of cum from these cocks around me.”He started to lick my wet cummy cunt and then my engorged clit. I was starting to feel another orgasm build in my belly as he lapped eagerly at my well fuck pussy. Another guy came up and put his cock on my lips and I started to suck on his cock as he filled my mouth with his meaty prick and his oozing precum.Phil had by now sucked and swallowed most of the cum in my cunt and as he pulled his head up another abo pushed him away from my spread legs and just roughly shoved his hard erect cock into my gaping cunt-hole. In one thrust he went deep into me through my cervix and plowed into my womb. The muscles in my cervix were so expanded by the previous fucking that he was able to start fucking my cervix hard. I could feel his cock sliding through the muscles around my cervix and fucking his fat hard cock deep into my womb. After a few hard, deep thrusts, another load of hot creamy abo sperm was blasted straight into my womb. My cunt was spasming so hard his cum was sucked into my womb, going deeper than ever before. A couple of his abo sperm were getting close to entering more of my eggs in my womb. I was in ecstasy being abo-bred. The rest of the cocks would be fucking a pregnant abo-slut. And I loved it.Here I was, totally naked and legs wide, exposing my cunt, with at least 18 or 19 naked men around me all wanting to fuck me or had just done so. My mom would be proud of me being a horny abo-slut.It soon became a fuck-fest of cocks just being thrust into my cunt, mouth or ass. I was not any longer Jenelle James, PE teacher , I was just fuck-meat for their cocks to root and pump cum into. If guys were not fucking me they were wanking beside or over me and load after load was splashed on my face, hair, tits, ass, back or belly. I just love being used as a cum-slut, cum-dump whore.It went on like this for ages, with cock after cock using my slutty holes. I was covered in wet slippery, slimy cum from head to cunt. Their hands and fingers rubbing the wet slimy cum into my skin and over my tits and face.Somebody must had been making phone-calls cos there seemed to be about 50 or 60 men in the theatre now, all with their cocks out wanting to fuck my swampy wet cunt ass and mouth. I just submitted to their cock-needs and let them fuck me in any manner they wanted. Even letting them fuck my ass as they fucked my cunt; being double penetrated. Having load after load of cum blasted into my cunt and ass. Phil later told me that at least 60 cocks had filled my cunt with cum, most of which had been pumped into my well fucked cervix, filling my womb with all that slimy wet sperm. Phil was having a ball sucking all the cum out of my cunt only to have it replaced again by another load of cocks.I had lots of hands mauling and feeling my tits cunt and ass, as well there was loads of cum dribbling out of my cunt-hole and ass. I was really a slutty high school PE teacher! I wish the students and teachers who were fucking me at Traralagon high school could see me now.I needed to rest so I sat on the edge of the divan as guys jerked off their cocks around me. As they started to cum they just aimed their cocks and pumped the cum all over my hair, face, tits and body. I was covered in cum and loved it.As the evening wore on, I was just used as a sex object to be fucked or cummed on. A gaping cunt and ass to be filled with cock and cum. The men were now starting to dwindle as after they had cum, (some for a second or third time) they would dress and leave. Eventually there was only about 7 guys left and the theatre owner. Phil was talking to them, inviting them home to continue fucking me there. They all readily agreed.

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Met my new black daddy yesterdaySo yesterday I met my very first black daddy 🙂 this story is very, very real. It happened Sunday, September 23 2018. In Las Vegas, NV.It was about 3 pm when I got there. He lived in retirement housing apartments in downtown Las Vegas so he came out and found me in the parking lot. I didn’t know what he was going to think of me, but he shook my hand and said nice to meet you. He told me to follow him. He let me into his apartment and I started to take off my shorts when he asks me if I wore anything special for him. I told him yes, I did. And I pulled my shorts off and revealed the blue lacy panties I wore. I had also shaved my ass. I got up on the couch and he came behind me and started caressing the back of my neck. Rubbing his hand all along my back and tracing the edges of the panties with his finger. He told me to give him just a few minutes so he could shower and he’d be right back. While he’s in the shower, I sit on his couch, in nothing but a t shirt and panties. I realized wow I am a slut, in panties immediately at my daddy’s house. I wait for him to get out of the shower.When he comes out he brings me into his side room which has a futon in it and a computer. He says we can play in here. At first he has karabağlar escort me bend over on the floor so he can play with my ass. He is very sensual this whole time while we are playing. He lightly kisses my ass, rubs it very softly with his fingers. He notices I am looking between his towel at what’s under there. When he pulled it out, it was incredible. The biggest dick I’d ever seen in real life. I took it in my hands, the head of it was shiny and smooth like a black doorbell. I kissed it and licked it and sucked it. I tried my hardest. I know next time I am going to go crazy on that thing lol. But I was gagging just because it was my first big cock like that. He had me bend over while he played with my ass some more. At one point he has me put my hands up on the futon while I’m bent over. He is right behind me. He starts to spank my ass. He alternated between cheeks at first but then starts just spanking the left one. He kept spanking and spanking it as my ass started to get sore. I cry a little bit. I almost start to fight back but he tells me bend over, to stick my ass in the air. I stuck it out and he kept spanking me. Very hard. He wouldn’t stop. I just let it all out and start crying on his floor taking karabağlar escort bayan his spankings. Part of me just couldn’t believe where I was. I was thinking about how my girlfriend is going to notice my red ass. But this is my new black daddy doing this to me and I already like him because of how he’s been caressing me and rubbing me. I keep crying and cry louder and louder. Sobbing while he continues to smack my left ass cheek. I realized right then that I would let this guy do just about anything to me lol. I have never felt more submissive than that- just getting my ass spanked over and over and crying like a bitch.After spanking me, he climbs up on my back and sits there, resting his cock and balls on my neck. He keeps playing with my ass. This was a very hot moment, too. Just being sat on by my black daddy like I’m a chair. At different points of this, he tells me to look to my left. There is a wall length mirror. “Look at yourself” he says. And wow, I have never seen myself like that. Curled up on a ball on the floor basically, with a black guy sitting on me. Subtle things like this allow me to feel so submissive. A guy could fuck me, but this wasn’t that, he was just slowly showing me my place escort karabağlar when I’m in his house with him. Now a day removed, I can’t stop thinking about this. He also had me suck him and had me look in the mirror while sucking. His cock was huge and very hard. He told me that’s nothing, I can make it bigger, it’s not even hard yet. He doesn’t cum at all, he said this is just for training for next time. I can only guess what he will do to me next time. He plays with the head of his dick around my ass. I am a virgin- extremely tight. He said I need to work on loosening up before I can take him. But he says I can probably take it if I’m laying on my back. I’m guessing that’s how he will fuck me next time. I am slightly sad that he didn’t cum yesterday. I asked him if I could cum. He was very nice about it, he let me jerk my clit in different positions while he spanked me and talked dirty to me. I got on all 4’s and shook my ass. I laid on top of him and jerked off. And then the last pose we got into, we were both facing each other sitting down on the floor. My legs crossed over his. And in one hand I held his huge black dick. And in the other I held my little cock. And he just smiled at me while I jerked and jerked my little dick. It got me so hard feeling both of our cocks. His was enormous, mine was minuscule. I warned him that I’m about to cum and I had my legs in the air up resting on his shoulders. I shoot all over my chest, moaning. He gets me a towel and we talk about when we will hangout next. I am very excited for our next encounter.

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My Girlfriends fetish Part 1I had been dating this lovely women for about 4 months, a very mature women for her ge of 45 and very busty with a nice figure.Always wearing tops that are tighter than you would normally wear and skirts and stockings. You get the picture?One afternoon she text me to say she was off work and asked me to go round for some fun,So i jumped in my car and travelled the 20 miles from mine to hers when i hit some traffic..took me a while but when i got to hers it was already 3pm. We didnt have much time before her son and his friend came round for tea. We hardly got started when the door opened and in walked her son of 18 and his friend from College. We was chatting and had a coffee and she said to me why dont you stop for tea buca escort and then when me son goes back out we can carry on.So after tea i was waiting patiently for her son to go out and take his friend with him which I caught him on numerous occasions staring at his friends mothers tits. In my head i was sniggering when i caught sight of his raging hard on lol made me chuckle and my gf said what you laughing at? I said nothing its ok.6pm soon became 9pm then 10pm and still they were still here. I went into the kitchen and she followed me in to apologise and I said no its fine and told her her sons friend had been staring at your tits..she said I know Ive caught him too,she said to be frank its a little turn on and I said I know escort buca which for her was a surprise I said no its actually fine.She said thats nice to know because I think about taking him for a drive in my car to do naughty things with sometimes to get off..I was like oh I.I said why dont you offer to take the lad home in your car and then have a bit of fun with him,she said no i couldnt do that,I said why not? she said its only a fantasy really,I said yeah yeah did you see the size of his raging hard on .she smiled and winked and said it made me wet.Any making a coffee I suggested to her to ask him and if it was to happen ,wear a very short skirt and stockings and wear no bra. If things got heated in the car and you was buca escort bayan to do something then video it on your phone for me to see later for our fun, She said really? I said yes that would really turn me on.About 30 minutes later she asked her sons friend if he wanted a lift home, her son said cant he stay tonight to which she said no not on a week night. So her son’s friend said yeah ok i coud do with a lift then. She winked at me and went upstairs to get ready,when she came down I was like omg a little too revealing but damn sexy as hell..Auburn hair all down and a tight white shirt to which you could clearly see her nipples.She gave me a peck on the cheek and said i wont be long hun,and with that they went to take him home.An hour and 30 minutes later she returned with a huge smile on her face and her hair a little messy,as i would say “just fucked hair” . Her son had already gone to bed and i was really horny to see what she had done. With that we casually went to bed to see what she had done.

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