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

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Last Night

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Late last nightlaying in bedmy head on your chestyour heartbeat I heardDreaming of thingswe’d done the day beforeall I could thinkis I wanted moreMore of youand your sensuous waysMore of your passionThat always amazeFeeling your handcaress my breastyour tongue licking with commandsex is what you çankaya escort suggestMy breath hitchingMy loins twitchingI gasp and moanit is me and my body you now ownSlowly I feel your hard rodpress into my fleshall of my thoughts I disregardall I want is your rus escort caressMy hand slowly reachesfor your growing cockyour heart beat increasesMy world is about to rockMy juices are flowingand still you’re growingguiding your shaft inthe fun is about to beginAt first,it’s eryaman escort a slow and steady pumpand then our bodies get the rhythmnow we’re in a frenzy humpFaster and faster,deeper and deeperI moan and you groanI feel it nearingNow I’m pleading and beggingI don’t want this to endI know where this is headingIt is your intentMy body shakes and quiversas you cum inside metogether we are sensual giverssex with you is heavenlyTonight, laying here in our bedall sweaty from the amazing sex we hadlusting for more, which I know will comewith you it’s always sex and fun

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The man straightened his uniform jacket as he stood up front, giving the instructional video of what to do during the flight in case of emergency. It had become second nature to him as he had been a flight attendant for the past fifteen years. His face had a plastered fake smile. He was stuck working with the first-class passengers. And although most thought that was the best place to be, you quickly find that the seasoned flight attendants requested economy for their assignments. The first-class passengers acted as though they were better than him with their noses in the air as they boarded earlier that morning, etimesgut escort taking their seats with distinguished, pompous grace. He happened to notice a curious woman who boarded in his section. He noted her eyes were trained on him as he finished the instructional video before the plane took off. Soon enough, beverages were being distributed. He came to her row, asking politely what she’d like to drink. She had a low-cut tank top and sweatpants on. Not like his other passengers who seemed to wear anything and everything expensive that they owned, flaunting it in his eryaman escort face. She ordered an old fashioned. Stunned, he rushed off to make the order. He took his time to make it right, unlike others where he would skimp on the alcohol. This woman intrigued him. He peeked over as he finished, each passenger now getting comfortable in their personal pods, closing the doors to have privacy as they slept. He brought the young lady a drink. She was sprawled out in the extra seat beside her in her pod. She tried to hop up quickly but fell onto her butt to the floor. He rushed quickly sincan escort to assist her. She smirked deviously as she heard him ask her if she was ok. “Of course I am. Why wouldn’t I be?” She leaned in close, her fingers tracing along his coat as she stood.“It’s much too hot for a coat in here, don’t you think?” She winked and pushed it off in a hurry. Her fingers lingered along his chest. His heart thumped like mad, unsure if this was a daydream his mind concocted because of lack of sleep. “Umm, ma’am?” His voice shook with the tension he felt. She took his moment of confusion to make a move and leaned forward and kissed him silly. He froze before returning her affection, deepening it further as he kicked the door shut. “I’ve got ten minutes before I have to serve the dinner meal,” he gasped breathlessly. His fingers traced along her spine to her waist, making her arch further into him. 

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The Consummate Master

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He kisses me gently and nuzzles my neckThen he puts me over his kneeHe spanks, and he soothes, and he spanks againThen his fingers slide right into me He places me tenderly onto the bedThen he spreads my legs open for useHe plants soft, wet kisses on my inner thighsThen his tongue begins its abuse He licks, and he sucks, and he etlik escort nibbles my clitBut he’s careful to not let me cumHe teases my body mercilesslyTill my senses have started to hum His fingers play softly among my pink foldsThen he rams me with little finesseWhen he finally allows my pussy to squirtHe keçiören escort spanks it and makes quite a mess He climbs on the bed, and he straddles my faceThen he rubs my face with his dickHe commands me to open my slutty mouthAnd he fills up my throat with his prick He ties my arms up over kızılay escort my headWith the satin sash from my robeHe traces his fingers along my smooth skinThen he gives my tight anus a probe He kisses my mouth so passionatelyWith his full and sensuous lipsThen he straps me on a St. Andrew’s crossAnd strikes me with one of his whips He teases me with the head of his cockWhen he’s all done making me redHe starts to make love to me gentlyThen he fucks me roughly instead He’s truly the consummate MasterFor this sexually submissive slaveHe’s the perfect mix of tender and cruelAnd he always knows what I crave

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Too Far Apart

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Just your ass tonight

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My cell phone vibrated. “U free?” No emoticons were in the text message. She was horny. We met on a summer’s morning, a few years back, while we were waiting for the bus on our way to work; she smiled at me and asked if the bus was ever on time. I laughed and replied, no. I had stared at her many times on the bus and subway, at her tits to be specific. They were large, meaty, full and firm. In the summer, she flaunted them. Tight t-shirts, low cut tops and unbuttoned blouses. They would jiggle and bounce each time the bus hit a bump in the road. Many times my cock grew hard from staring at her. She would never look up from her e-reader while she was seated. That is, till the day I got on the bus, spotted her seated and reading, and stood with my crotch directly in front of her face. Her eyes darted up from the e-reader; she stared at my crotch, and just as quickly darted her eyes back to the e-reader. “What are you reading?” I asked her with a smile. She looked up at me and pretended to be surprised as she replied, “Hey, good morning. I’m a bit late today, and was sure I had missed you. I got on at the bus stop before yours.” “Me too, I was extra generous with the snooze button this morning,” I chuckled. I asked her for her cell number, so we could text each other, if we were on our way to the bus stop in the morning. I told her etimesgut escort that I enjoyed her company, and would wait for her, if she was on her way to catch the bus. She quickly agreed and we exchanged cell numbers. She texted me late one night; weeks after we had exchanged cell numbers. She confessed to being hesitant to ask me over to her place for drinks and conversation. I had told her I was married. But, she enjoyed my company and wanted to entertain me at her palce. I agreed. She made it clear that nothing sexual was going to happen between us. She was having an affair with another married man. They had been together for seven years. And, he had promised her that he would leave his wife for her. Many times she had alluded to how rough I look, yet, stayed a gentleman when she was in my presence. I smiled at her and informed her that I was at her service. All she had to do was ask me to stop being gentlemanly to her. I got the reaction I had hoped for. She replied with a coy smile and confessed that a little rough is okay with her. Her married boyfriend was too gentle with her. I am not going to write about the first time I fucked the living shit out of her. I’ll continue from where I started this; the text message with no emoticon. I texted 3 back. That’s what I named her, number three. eryaman escort She was the third women I had introduced to rope, since deciding to seek sexual pleasure outside of marriage. “Leave the door open. Be naked in your hallway. I don’t have much time, see you in a few minutes,” I texted back. She rented the first floor of a house, a few blocks away from me. Being so close was perfect for a late night, or early morning quickie. “KK!” she replied. I arrived at her house and opened the door. 3 was standing in the hallway, naked. I grinned when I noticed she was not wearing her glasses. I make her take them off when I am about to get rough with her. As much as she complains about me hurting her, she has never asked me to stop, no matter what I do to her. The first time we fucked, I was brutal on her. I pounded her hard, slapped her meaty tits, stuffed her cunt with my thick cock and fingers, till she tore on the inside and bled. I made her suck our cum and her blood off my cock before I left her place. The next day she told me that I had hurt her. I asked if she didn’t like being hurt. She replied that she didn’t stop me, so she guessed it was okay with her. I walked in and locked the door behind me. She came to me and hugged me. “Please be gentle, I’ll do whatever you want. Please don’t hurt sincan escort me again,” She panted in my ear. “I’ll do what I want to you,” I growled in reply her fake plea. I was going to be hard on her ass, very hard. She gets so fucking horny when I force her to do things. Reluctance and humiliation make her cunt drip. One time, we were in her bed after finishing a ‘vanilla’ session, at her request. After I had finished fucking her, she pouted and complained that I hadn’t made her squirt. I told her that she only squirts when I am rough with her. She begged me to make her squirt before I left. I slipped my left arm under her shoulders and pulled her against my chest, squeezing her tit hard and tugging at her nipple. I ordered her to spread her legs, and I slapped her cunt. As she got closer to cumming, I increased the force of the blows. She came hard, and squirted. She thanked me for making her squirt. I turned her around by the shoulders and pulled her close to me, grinding my semi erect cock in to her back. I started with her nipples, gently rolling them between my thumb and finger. She gasped and looked down at what was causing her so much pleasure. “I like when you do that,” she moaned. I released her hard, erect nipples and slapped both her tits hard. “Your tits jiggle and bounce so sexy, when I slap them, whore,” I growled into her ear. She yelped at the hard blow on her big tits. “Fuck me,” She pleaded, knowing full well that there wasn’t enough time for me to properly fuck her ass or cunt. “No, I want your ass,” I calmly informed her. She turned her head to look at my reflection in the hallway mirror.

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In The Theater

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I am still lying in bed, in nothing but pantiesThe tiny grey g-stringsThey have a zebra type printAre etimesgut eryaman sincan escort escort escort you stroking your cock?Dirty boyI love it when your cock is hard.You fill me up so niceSo tight and wetYour cock looks great in my cuntI like to watch you slide in and out of my tight wet pussyI love to slide my body against yoursRubbing my cunt against your hard cockLike a dirty little whore

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The Tyrant

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

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

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