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Üff uyanamıyorum gene. Yorganın altından kafamı yarım çıkarıp pencereye bakıyorum. Hava berbat, yağmur yağıyor. Hemen dönüp Metin’e sarılmak başımı onun göğsündeki kendi yerime bir güzel yerleştirip burnumu gögüs tüylerinin arasına sokarak mırıldanmak , onun da kolları ile beni sararak canım kızım demesini istiyorum. Döndüm işte, ama Metin yatakta yok. Uyku uyanıklık arasında paniğe kapılıyorum ve avaz avaza seslenmeye başlıyorum Metin Metin diye. Salondan sesi geliyor “Buradayım”. Oh, burada. Ama bir dakika, neden salonda? Saate bakıyorum daha erken. Öff başım çatlıyor. Çok içtim herhalde dün gece. Gözlerim de biber sürülmüş gibi yanıyor. Allah kahretsin iyiye işaret değil bunlar. Ağlamış olmalıyım dün akşam. Eyvahlar olsun. Ben durduk yerde ağlamam ki. Mutlaka kavga ettik. Kimbilir yine ne yaptım? Kafayı çekip çekip Metin’i üzecek birşeyler yapmış ve havaya girip zırlamış olmalıyım. Üff şu başımın zonklaması olmasa. Zonk zonk zonk insan kafasının içinde böyle sesler vınlarken nasıl düşünür?

Kalkmam lâzım. Metin’i bulayım. Deli gibi ona sarılma ihtiyacındayım. Ne zaman bir yaramazlık yapsam, ne kadar kızarsa kızsın, daima önce bana sarılır, yatıştırır sonra da o muhteşem sabrı ve anlayışı ile yanlışlarımı anlatır bana. Çabuk kalk dilruba, Metin’in seni kucaklaması lâzım. Metin olmadan sıcacık yatakta bile üşüyorum. Yağmurda kedi yavrusu gibi, muhteşem bir kimsesizlik hissi. Ellerini yüzümde hissetmem lâzım. Yüzümü iki elinin arasına alıp beni alnımdan, gözlerimden öpmesini istiyorum. “Çocukların gözlerinden öpülür” der bana hep. Ay şimdiden kendimi daha iyi hissetmeye başladım bile.

Hemen kalktım, koşarak salona gittim. Biraz ürkek, biraz çekingen gülümsüyorum. “A güzel bi şi geldi” demesini bekliyorum. Ama o oturduğu yerde sigarasını içmeye devam ediyor. Tamamen giyimli. Normal şartlarda yataktan kalkınca robdöşambırını giyer. Kımıldamadı bile, tek kelime de söylemeden buz gibi bir ifade ile suratıma bakıyor. Kalbim sıkışıyor, boğazım tıkandığı için konuşamıyorum da. Bana çok kızmış olmalı. Korkuyorum. Yanına gidiyor, yere diz çoküp başımı dizlerinin üzerine koyuyorum. Saçlarımı okşamasını ya da en azından elini başıma koymasını istiyorum. Beni affetmesini istiyorum. O ise sigarasını içmeye devam ediyor. Kafamı kaldırmaya cesaret edemiyorum. Az önceki korku şimdi bir azman oldu. Korkudan üşüyorum. Hiç konuşmadan sigarasını bitirdi. Saçlarımdan tutup yüzümü yukarı kaldırıp ona bakmaya zorladı beni. Saçım acıyor, çıplağım, üşüyorum. Ama en beteri çok korkuyorum. O soğuk bakışlara ve asık surata rağmen yumuşak bir sesle konuşmaya başladı. Of saçlarım dibinden kopacak herhalde.

“Bu sefer haddini aştın” dedi. Titriyorum. Ne çıplak olmamdan ne de sabah erken saatte evin serin olmasından bu titreme. O buz gibi bakışlar titretiyor beni. Yine aynı yumuşak sesle “Artık adam gibi ceza görmenin zamanı geldi” diye devam etti. Saçlarıma doladığı elleri dışarıdan bakışta okşuyor gibi görünebilirdi, o kadar sakin duruyor ki. Ama acısı gözümden çıkmaya başlayınca gözümden de yaşlar süzülmeye başladı. Acıyor diyebildim cılız bir sesle. “E biraz acıyacak tabii” dedi “Sen bundan çok daha fazlasını hakettin”.

Yine saçlarımdan çekerek beni ayağa kaldırdı. Büzülmüş duruyorum. Durum o kadar gayrı tabii ki çıplaklığımdan utanıyorum. Metin’in karşısında çıplaklığımdan utanacağım hiç aklıma gelmezdi. Bir eli saçlarımda diğer elini sertçe
bacaklarımın arasına sokuyor. Acıyla inliyorum. Her zamanki sevecen parmakları hoyratca giriyor içime. Ve beni kafamdan ve pussy’mden sertçe iterek “Bugün işe gitmek yok” diyor. “Şimdi git bana kahvaltı hazırla”. İşe gitmemek mi? Eyvahlar olsun bugün birsürü önemli toplantı var, dünden yetiştiremediğim ve bugün teslim etmek zorunda olduğum işler var. Ama ona itiraz edemem ki. Yandım ben. Titreyerek dün gece kanapenin üzerinde unutmuş olduğum şalıma uzanıyorum. Bir şeye sarılma ihtiyacındayım. Şalı elimden çekip “sana giyin demedim, git ve kahvaltı hazırla” diyor. Hiç bu kadar utanmamıştım. Dört sene birliktelikten sonra ilk defa bacaklarımın arasını ellerimle örtme arzusu içindeyim Ama yapmıyorum, yapamıyorum ve ellerim iki yanımda bütün vücudum onun eleştirici bakışları altında ezik çırılçıplak mutfağa gidiyorum.

“Şuraya diz çok ve sen de ye” diyor bana “Daha sonra ihtiyacın olacak” Kafam deli gibi çalışıyor. Neden ihtiyacım olacak? Ne yapacak bana? Lokmalar boğazımda düğümleniyor ama öyle bir bakıyor ki boğulma pahasına yutuyorum. “Şimdi topla ortalığı” diyor. O ezici bakıştan bir kaç dakikalığına da olsa kurtuduğuma sevinerek, hemen topluyorum, bulaşıkları yıkarken başıma neler geleceğini tahayyül etmeye çalışıp başaramıyorum.

Salona döndüğümde elinde birşeyle oynadığını görüyorum. Aman Allahım geçen gün aldığı kelepçe bu. Bir arkadaşı ile oyuncak almaya gittiklerinde almıştı. Birlikte keyifle nasıl işlediğine bakmıştık. Tam bir polis kelepçesi. “Metincim” diyorum “Gel buraya” diyor, “Uzat ellerini”. Buz gibi demir parçaları bileklerime geçiyor. Klik, klik kilitlendiler. Yüzünde ilk defa bir gülümseme beliriyor anahtarı cebine koyarken. Sonra kelepçenin zincirinden hızla çekip beni kucağına düşürüyor. Ellerim kelepçeli önde uzanmış, başım kanapenin üzerinde çıplak kıçım tam ellerinin altında kucağında yatıyorum. Şrraakkkk. O güne kadar hiç vurmadığı kadar hızlı bir şamar iniyor kaba etlerime. O şaşkınlık ve acı ile bağırıyorum. “Bağırma” diyor. “Yoksa ağzını tıkamak zorunda kalırım”. İkinci şaplak yaş getiriyor gözümden. Tanrım buna dayanabilecekmiyim? Şaplakların ardı arkası kesilmiyor. Acıdan kıvranıyorum.

Halbuki bu oyunu ne kadar severdim. Metin beni kucağına yatırır, bir yandan benimle oynarken bir yandan acısı katlanılır şaplaklar indirir, ben artık keyfe dayanamaz hale gelip sırılsıklam olduğumda beni sikmesi için yalvarırdım. O da ya oyuna devam edip beni zevkten çıldırtır, ya da keyif keyif sikerdi. Şimdi öyle mi ya. Kaba etlerim biber gibi yanıyor. Birden kıçımda feci bir sızı hissediyorum. Birşey soktu ama ne. İçimden sessizce yalvarıyorum “N’olur Metin daha fazla vurma”. Bunu duymuş gibi şaplaklar kesiliyor. Saatine bakıyor “Benim gitmem lazım, kalk bakalım” diyor. Yine kelepçenin zincirinden çekerek beni yatak odasına doğru çekiyor. Kıçımdaki o şeyle zor yürüyorum. Yatağın yanında diz çöktürüyor. Kelepçelerin birini açıyor ve “Seni kalorifer borusuna bağlamak lazım derdim de inanmazdın değil mi” diyor. Aman allahım sahiden bağlayacak. Açık olan kelepçeyi kalorifer borusuna takıyor. Klik! “kıçındakini sakın çıkartma, gelince kontrol edeceğim” diyor. Bir an yüzümü okşuyor, sonra o okşayan eli ile –allahtan çok hızlı olmayan ama aşağılayıcı- bir tokat vuruyor ve gidiyor. Sahiden gitti, sokak kapısının kapandığını duydum. Şaka değil gitti…

Oturduğum yerde daha rahat edebilmek için kımıldıyorum. Serbest sol elimle kıçımdakinin ne olduğunu hissetmeye çalışıyorum. Kalın ve uzun birşey, üzerine rahat oturulmuyor. Zaten kaba etlerim kabarmış ve son derece hassas, halı yer fırçası gibi batıyor.

Galiba uyumuşum. Dün gece çok geç yatıldı, çok içildi, sabah erkenden kalktım, sonraki rûhî ve bedenî hırpalanma derken sızmış olmalıyım. Her tarafım tutulmuş olarak uyandım Karnım da acıktı. Ama en korkuncu fena halde çişim var. Bacaklarımı sıkıca birleştirip başka şeyler düşünmeye çalışıyorum. Metin’i düşünüyorum. Hem gelince daha ne yapacak diye düşünüp ürküyor, hem de bir an önce gelip bana sarılmasını istiyorum. O burada olsa isterse sabaha kadar dövsün umurumda değil artık. Var olması kafi. Onsuz olmak istemiyorum. Sapıkça bir his belki ama gelip beni cezalandırmaya devam etmesini istiyorum. Beynimdeki sislerin arasından bunu hakettiğimi biliyorum. Metin bey gelin artık gelin ve size dokunmama izin verin.

Çiş çok fena sıkıştırmaya başladı. Devamlı sağa sola kıvranıyorum. Tanrım tutamayacağım artık. Yere yaparsam Metin kızar mı acaba? Hadi tut biraz daha. Kıvranırken kıçımdaki alet biraz yerinden oynadı hemen yerine tıktım. Bu galiba yaptığı dildoların en büyüğü. Zorlamasından belli. Zaten anüsümün kenarı biraz kanamış, elime bulaştı. Bu görüntü ile birden heyecanlanıyorum. Gözümün önüne Metiniın onu bana zorla sokuşu geliyor. Beynim doğru çalışmıyor herhalde, nedir bu bacaklarımın arasındaki ıslaklık. Tanrım Metin’ı seviyorum, evet daha fazlasını yapmasını istiyorum. Bacaklarımı sıkıştırışım artık çişimi tutma çabasından değil, birbirine sürtüp daha fazla heyecanlanıyorum. Sonunda olan oldu yaptım çişimi halıya Metin bey gelin artık ne olur.

Doğru mu duydum, kapı açıldı. Aman o ne, konuşmalar geliyor içerden. Koridorda ayak sesleri. Oh çok şükür Metin yalnız. Odaya girip kapıyı kapatıyor. “Filanca içerde” diyor “Sen nasılsın bakayım? “OOO maşallah pislik içindesin bakıyorum” Eğilip kelepçeyi çözüyor. Beni banyoya götürüyor. Bir elimden kelepçe sarkarak, çırılçıplak ve kıçımdaki dildo yüzünden paytak paytak koridorda banyoya yürürken içeriden görecekler diye yerin dibine geçiyorum. Beni duşa sokuyor, elleri tenime değdiği anda heyecandan ölüyorum. Sırtımdan iterek yatak odasına geri götürürken “sana bu keyfi vermezdim ama benim de canım çekti çabuk yat ve kendinle oynamaya başla, seni seyretmek istiyorum” diyor. Hemen bacaklarımı sonuna kadar iki yana açıp ellerimle klitorisimle oynamaya başlıyorum. Tek elimdeki kelepçe arada sırada soğuk soğuk değdikçe beni delirtiyor. Artık ne yaptığımı bilemez haldeyim. Kelepçeleri pussy’me sürtüp, kıçımdakini deli gibi sokup çıkarıyorum. O ise yatağın kenarında ayakta durmuş beni seyrediyor. Tam geleceğim anda da elini ağzıma kapatıp “gık çıkartmak yok” diyor. Zangır zangır titreyerek geliyorum. Elini ağzımdan çekiyor. Bu sefer iki kolumu yatağın başuçlarındaki hazır halkalara bacaklarımı da alt bölümdekilere bağlıyor. Eli ile kabarmış ve pıt pıt atan pussy’mi sıkıca yakalayıp bir sıkıyor ve kapıyı açık bırakıp çıkıyor.

Yattığım yerden içeriden gelen konuşma ve gülüşmeleri duyuyorum. Dolaptan buz çıkartma, bardak sesleri. Eyvah bunlar uzun oturacaklar besbelli. Ya tuvalete gitmek isterlerse. Kapı açık. Elim kolum bağlı vücudumun en ince ayrıntısına kadar açık, öyle yatıyorum. Yine dalmışım herhalde. Bu sefer ellerim arkada bağlı olduğu için saate bakamıyorum ne kadar zaman geçti acaba? İçerden hala sesler geliyor ama bunlar gitme sesleri. Allahım inşallah gitmeden tuvalete girmek istemezler. Sonra birden panikliyorum, ya ben uyurken farketmedimse, ya zaten o halde beni gördülerse? Ya hatta Metin bizzat gösterdiyse? Utancımdan yerin dibine geçiyorum.

Kapı kapandı. Bir sessizlik. Gittiler herhalde. Heyecanla Metin’i bekliyorum. İçeride dolaştığını duyuyorum. Küçük odaya giriyor, seslerden bazı kutu kapaklarını açıp kapattığını tahmin ediyorum. Şimdi ne düşünüyor acaba?

Elinde oyuncak çantası ile içeri giriyor. Yattığım yerden çantayı açışını içinden çeşitli floggerlar ve ne olduklarını pek anlayamadığım şakırtılı birşeyler çıkarıyor. Üzerime eğiliyor. Elindeki nipple clampleri meme uçlarıma takıyor. Ama her zamanki heyecanlandırıcı his değil bu sefer duyduğum. Öyle sıkı takıyor ve daha da sıkıştırıyor ki acıyla inliyorum. Cebinden bir kumaş parçası çıkarıyor, eski bir kravat olabilir bu. Sırıtarak gözlerimi bağlıyor. Başımı iki yana deli gibi sallıyorum. Ne olacağını görmeden tamamen boşlukta kalmaktan korkuyorum. Bacaklarımın arasına hızlı bir şaplak iniyor ve kımıldamamam emrediliyor. Offf öyle acıdı ki. Boynuma soğuk birşey değiyor ve sıkılıyor. Bir an boğulacak gibi oluyorum. Kalın metal bir tasma bu. Nasıl bi şey olduğunu hayal etmeye çalışıyorum. Çıkan şakırtılardan tasmanın ucuna birşeyler takıldığını tahmin ediyorum. Birden meme uçlarımda müthiş bir acı hissediyorum. Tasmaya zincir geçirip uçlarını nipple clamplere bağlamış ve bir ucunu da çekmek için bırakmış herhalde. Çünkü zincir biraz gerilse memelerim kopuyor. Ellerimi ve ayaklarımı çözüyor ve boynumdan sertçe çekerek “Kalk bakalım” diyor. Sendeleyerek kalkıyorum. Bileklerimi yakalayıp tekrar sabahki kelepçeyi takıyor. Tasmamın zincirinden çekerek içeri sürüklüyor. Çok hızlı yürümeye çalışıyorum. Zincir gerilirse çok canım yanıyor çünkü. Ama önümü göremediğim için sağa sola çarpıyorum ve acıya mani olamıyorum.

Sanırım salona geldik. Ayakta duruyorum. Zincirin ucunu biryerlere bağladı galiba emin değilim. Ama clamplerin acısı dışında ilâve gerilme acısı durdu. Kulağımın dibinde nefesini hissediyorum. Birden göbeğimin üzerinde yakıcı bir acı duyuyorum. Hangisi olduğunu bilemediğim bir flogger bu. “Sinirim ne zaman geçer bilmiyorum. Ama sana çok kızgınım ve yaramazlık yapan çocuklar dayak yerler ben de seni eşek sudan gelene kadar döveceğim” diyor. Evet sopayı hakettim. Gıkımı çıkarmamaya çalışıp onu memnun edeceğim. “Sevdin mi seni çırılçıplak herkesin önüne bırakmamı? Bir daha edepsizlik yaparsan bununla yetinmem keyifle herkese siktiririm seni. Anladın mı? Sen benim malımsın” “Evet efendim” diyorum. Yalan da değil onun malıyım zaten. Flogger sırtımda, göğüslerimde göbeğimde bacaklarımda dolaşıyor. Ayakta zor duruyorum. “Pekalâ domal bakalım” diyor. Kelepçeler ve zincir izin verdiği kadar dört ayak üzerine inmeye çalışıyorum. “Kaldır kıçını yukarı, kafanı yere koy” . Dediğini yapıyorum. Kıçıma birkaç tane sıkı darbe iniyor. Sonra kıçımın yanaklarının hoyratça kavranıp iki yana açıldığını ve içime girdiğini hissediyorum. Bunu hiç beklemiyordum, çok acıyor. O ise hiç aldırmadan şiddetle sikiyor beni. Bu bîçarelik, bu hiç birşey yapamama, önünü görmeme ve en vahşi biçimde sikilme birden heyecanladırıyor beni. Beni siktiği için Metin’e minnet duyuyorum. Ben bu adama aşığım. Bütün acıyan yerlerim bir zevk noktası oluyor. Ellerimi pussyme götürmek istiyorum, cesaret edemiyorum. Ah Tanrım bu bitmesin. N’olur Metin kıçımı hep böyle tutun. O sizin. Beni siktiğiniz için benim de sizin olduğumu bilmek çok güzel. Metin artık kıçımı değil memelerimi sıkıyor. Bu acı ne kadar güzel. Bitmesin, bitmesin. Birden omuzuma dişlerini geçiriyor, memelerimdeki clampleri söküyor ve öyle şiddetli geliyor ki, ben de hayatımda tatmadığım bir orgazmın içinde buluyorum kendimi. Oh teşekkür ederim Metin, çok teşekkür ederim.

Zincirin bağlandığı yerden açıldığını ve yavaşça yukarı çekildiğini hissediyorum. Ayağa kalkmaya çalışıyorum. O gözümdeki bandı açıyor. Tasmanın ucundaki zinciri çıkarıyor ve beni kucağına alıp kanapeye yatırıyor. Zaten o yatırmasa adım atacak halim yok. Her tarafım biber gibi yanıyor ve ağrıyor. Sehpanın üzerinden aldığı bir kremle meme uçlarımı ve flogger izlerini yavaşça ovalıyor. Aşktan ölebilirim. Ellerinin şefkatli teması bana bütün acılarımı unutturuyor. Ağlamaya başlıyorum. O ise ellerimdeki kelepçeleri çözüp gözlerimin kenarlarını hafifçe öpüyor. “yaramaz çocuk” diyor. “Çocuklar da gözlerinden öpülür”.
Artık biliyorum. Ben onun malıyım. Aşkı da, sevgiyi de, hakettiğimi düşündüğünde ne kadar ürkütücü de olsa cezayı da başka biryerde tatmayacağım. O benim Efendim ve sahibim.

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Facebookta kullandığım fake bir hesabım vardı, bu hesapla sayfalara yorumlar yazıp kızların bana dönmesini bekliyorum. Kendini internet ortamında biraz ön plana çıkartmak için maddi durumumu ve son model bmw aracımı ön plana sürüyordum, bu biraz apaçice gelebilir belki ama sizi tercih etmelerinin ilk mesajı yazana kadar önemi çoktu. Neyse bir akşam hesabıma girdiğimde bir hatundan mesaj geldiğini gördüm, gerçek profilini kullanarak mesaj yazmış, havadan sudan konuşmaya başladık. Benim hesabımda resim olmadığı için resmimi istedi, gönderdim hoşuna gitti. Akşam ne yapıyorsun diye konuşmalar açıldıktan sonra akşam buluşma kararı aldık. Benim niyetimin zaten seks olduğu yazılarımdan belliydi. Gittim hatunu aldım ve mudanyaya gittik. Mudanyaya gidene kadar konuşuyorduk konuşmalarımızı biraz normal tutsada ben sex hayatı hakkında konuşmaya vs başladım. Mudanyada arabayı manzaralı bir yere çektim. Hava biraz serindi sigara içmek için dışarı çıktık. Arabanın önüne oturduk sigaralarımızı içerken arabanın ısısı hatuna vurmuş olmalıki biraz öne kaçtığını hissettim noldu diye sordum, dediki çok sıcak oldu baksana dedi elimi bu bahane ile hatunun kalçalarına götürdüm evet çok sıcakmış felan dedim. Elimi geri çektim ve sonra tekrar götürdüm ufak ufak kalçalarını sıkarken baya iyiymiş götün dedim hoşuna gitti. Yeşil ışık yaktığını anladım. Arabaya tekrar bindik. Elimi bacaklarının arasında gezdirmeye başladım baktım hoşuna gidiyor bacaklarını okşamaya devam ettikten sonra elimi pantolonun dışından amcığına doğru götürdüm ve bir anda irkildi hoşuna gittiğini nefes alışverişlerinden anladım. sonra kendime doğru çekerek elimi pantolonun arkasından kalçalarına götürdüm. Yapma felan diyordu ama istediği belliydi. Kalçaları yumuşaktı baya okşuyordum deli gibi. Bu sırada kendimden geçmiş bir şekildeyken pantolonumun düğmelerini açtım ve elini benim aletime götürdüm. O benim aletimle oynarken ben pantolonun üst düğmelerini açarak elimi amcığına götürdüm. Inanılmaz bir şekilde ıslanmıştı ve sıcacıktı. Amcığını göremiyordum ama ellediğim kadarıyla daracık olduğunu hissettim. O benimkiyle oynarken elimi amcığından çıkartıp göğüslerine götürdüm ama göğüsleri çok küçüktü tekrar elimi amcığına götürdüm parmaklarımı soktukça benim sikimi daha çok sıkıyordu kendinden geçtiğini hissediyordum. Kafaya koydum hatunu sikecektim ama ev yoktu. Kadının evine gidecektik ama nasıl yapaacaktım. Kadını iyice azdırdıktan sonra hayır diyemeyeceği bir şekilde size gidelimmi, sikimi istemiyormusun ben amcığına girmek istiyorum artık dedim. Nefes alışverişlerinden hayır diyemeyeceğini anladım ve bana çok efsane bir soru sordu. Eğer sadece 1 kez sikeceksen gitmeyelim hiç ama devamı gelecekse gidelim dedi. Yola çıktık ve ben hatun fikri değişmesin diye halen elimin birini hatunun amcığından çıkartmadım. Bir kısmını yolculuğun böyle geçirdik. Bende işimi sağlama almak için 1-2 redbull aldım benzinlikten ve eve gittik hatunun. Bana biraz müsade dedi ve banyoya girdi Banyodan çıktığında mini etek ve askılı bir tişörtle gördüm benim alet iyice kalkmıştı. Yanıma oturdu televizyonu açtı klip izlemeye başladı ben ise tekrar elimi vücudunda gezzdirip onunla oynuyordum iyice azdırdıktan sonra amcığı tekrar sulandıktan sonra pantolonumu çıkardım sonra boynundan yukarı doğru yalamaya başladım.Odaya geçelim dedi odaya geçtik. Evet eteği bir sıyırdım inanılmaz güzel üstünde boncuklar olan g-stringi ile karşı karşıyaydım. incecik ipi vardı. Ne yaptıysam hatuna aletimi yalatamadım. Azgınlığın etkisiyle hemen sikimi amcığına soktum ama git gel yapmadım. Soktum bekledim ve çıkardım. Sonra tekrar soktum tamamını ve çıkardım 2-3 kere böyle yaptıktan hatunun kulağına eğildim. Sikmemi istiyormusun amına kodumun kaltağı fahişesi dedim. Hoşuna gitti heralde hadi sik artık sikini sok amcığıma felan durma lütfen yalvarıyorum dedi. Tam lafını bitirdikten sonra kökledim sikimi içine ve orda kaldım. En son ne zaman yedin dedim. Amcığın daracık çok hoşuma gitti dedim. Gülümsedi 2-3 ay oldu dedi. 2-3 aydır yarrak girmemiş amcığını sikiyordum hatunun ama amcığı daracıktı. 18 yaşında kız arkadaşlarımda oldu onlarda bile bu kadar daracık amcık bulamamıştım. Herneyse hatunla 2-3 pozisyon değiştirdikten sonra boşalayımmı diye sordum evet şimdilik yeter dedi ve prezervatifimi çıkartarak göt deliğinin üstüne boşaldım. Korunmadığını söyledi ve göt deliğinden amına girmesin diye eliyle ordaki tüm döllerimi yukarı doğru çektirerek avucuna aldı ve sikime sürdü tekrardan. Ben yalamasını isterdim ama sikimi bile yalamayan kadının spermlerimi yalamayacağını düşündüğüm iiçin teklifte bulunmadım. Sonra tekrar salona geçerek tv izlemeye başladık. 15-20dakika sonra benimki tekrar hareketlendi. Evin camından sürekli dışarıyı seyrediyordu tv izlerken cam açık ve biz yarı çıplak oturuyorduk. Ben tekrar oynamaya başladım hatunla benimki hareketlendi tekrar ve pantolonumu çıkardım, dışarıdan içrisi gözüküyordu baktım tepki vermedi. Altındaki eteği sıyırdım iyice vücudu çok güzeldi elimi amcığına götürdüm. onun elinide alıp sikimle oynattırmaya başladım. dışarıdan birisinin bizi görme ihtimali olduğundan dha heyecanlı oluyordu benim sikim tekrar taş gibi oldu. onunda amcığı iyice sulanmıştı. bu sefer burda yapalım dedim. Güldü, dışardan görmesinler dedi. Görseler daha gzel olmazmıydı dedim. Onunda teşhirden hoşlandığını anlamıştım konuşmasından. hatunu kucakladım alta oturdum ve koltukta üstüme oturdu. Sikimi biraz tükürükledikten sonra hatunun daracık amcığına soktum. Dışardan içerisi hemen hemen görünüyordu çok heyecanlıydı.Bununda verdiği zevkle yaklaşık 10-15dakika boyunca git gel yaptım. ve boşalacağım anda sikimi çıkardım hatunu yere çöktürdüm ve prezervatifi çıkartarak hatunun küçük göğüslerine attırdım. O heyecanla inanılmaz döl boşalmıştı benden. Sonra 3. partiyide yaptık ve ev gittim. Hatunun hoşuna gittim sanırım 2-3 günde bir beni çağırıyordu. 1-2 hafta takılıp siktikten sonra hatun aramamaya başladı. Bende şimdi başka birini buldum 🙂 Bu seferki hatun yalamayı ve yutmayıda çok seviyor 🙂 İlk defa yaşadığım bir anımı paylaştım. Umarım beğenirsiniz.

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3. Bölüm:
Yemeği bitirmeme yakın, garson yanıma geldi, elinde bir şişe şarap vardı. Ben ısmarlamadım dedim, karşı masadaki beyin ısmarladığını söyledi. Kafamaı kaldırıp garsonun işaret ettiği yere baktım. Orta yaşlı yapılı yakışıklı sayılabilecek bir adam kadehini kaldırıp beni selamladı. Gülümseyerek karşılık verdim. Adının Jean olduğunu sonradan öğrendiğim adam gülümsemem üzerine kalkıp yanıma gedi, nazikçe masama oturma izni istedi ve izin aldıktan sonra karşıma oturdu. Laflamaya başladık, öne şurdan burdan konuştuk, konuşurken sesimi inceltmeye çalışmıyor olabildiğice doğal davranıyordum. Ama üstümdeki kadın giysilerinden dolayı efemine bir havaya da bürğndüğümü ve doğalmış gibi dişi davrandığımı fatk ettim. Hatta arada bir Jean’a kırıtıyordum. Sonra benimle ilgili sorlar sormaya başaldı, bazılarına doğru bazılarına doğru olmayan yanıtlar vardim. Ne de olsa başıma bela istemiyordum. Sonunda beni çok beğendiğini söyledi. Hayatında hiç bir gay ilişkis veya bir tarvesti ile ilişkisi olmadığını ama beni çok çekici bulduğunu söyledi. Ben de kimseyle birlikte olmadığımı söyleyince önce şaşırdı sonra gözlerimin içine bakıp “ne dersin” diye sordu.
Oldukça kafam karışmıştı, o giysileri alırken ve hatta onları giyip dışarı çıkarken aklımda bir ilişki yaşamak yoktu. Yalnıza kendimce eğleniyordum. Kafamda türlü düşünce uçuşuyordu. Aslında erkeklerden hoşlanmıyordum ama bu giyisiler bana çok çekici geliyordu ve kadın kıyafetleri üzerimdeyken, sanki kendimi bu duruma kendimi kaptırıyor, erkek kimliğimi bir kenara bırakıyordum.
Ben ibne değilim dedim kendi kendime ama sevilmek isteyen bir kadınım, sonra Jean’a gülümsedim ve elimi uzattım. Jean küçük masanın üzerinden eğilerek yanağıma bir öpücük kondurdu, sonra sandalyesini yanıma doğru kaydırıp elini ten rengi çoraplı bacaklarımın üzerine koyup hafif hafif okşamaya başladı. Nefesim hızlanmıştı, okşanmak hoşuma gidiyordu. Bir süre daha bu şekilde sohbet ederek oturduk, sonra Jeani hesabı istedi ve her centilmen gibi abartmadan ödemeyi yaptı.
Kalkıp el ele yürümeye başladık. Arada bir belime sarılıyor, hafifce kalçalarıma elini indirip sonra abartmadan ve çirkinleşmeden yeniden elimi tutuyordu. Bir süre yürüdükten sonra bana döndü ve ben evliyim dedi. Ne söyleyeceğimi bilemedim, yüzüne öylece bakıyordum. Sessiz geçen bir zaman sonra “ben değilim” diye cevap verdim. İkimiz de gülmeye başladık sokak ortasında. Gülmemiz devam ederken, karım yurt dışında, istersen benim evime gidebiliriz dedi. Sesimi çıkartmadım. Evi yakındaydı. Apartman dairesine girdiğimizde, temiz şık döşeli bir aile eviyle karşılaştım. Beni salonda bir koltuğa oturttu, müziği açtı, bana bir kadeh şarap koyup içeride kayboldu.
Bir başkasının evinde üzerimde kadın kıyafetleri ile salonun ortasında oturuyordum. Adam içerdeyken kalkıp gitsem diye geçirdim aklımdan ama daha ayağa kalkamadan jean geldi ve koltukta yanıma oturdu. Ayağımd ayakkabılarım, hala kaçırmamayı başardığım çoraplarım, ve dizimin epeyce üzerine çıkarak güzel bacaklarımı jartiyerin başlangıç kısmını açığa çıkaran eteğimle ve sahte göğüslerimle kendimi hafif meşrep bir kız gibi hissediyordum. Jean elini tekrar bacaklarıma koyup onları okşamaya başladı. Sonra da eğilip boynumu öpmeye. Ben genç bir kız gibi titriyordum Jean dudaklarımı öpmeye başladığında. Bir eliyle memelerimi sıkıştırıyor, diğer eliyle bacaklarımı okşayarak her dakika daha da yukarı ulaşıyordu. Sonunda kilodumun kenarına ve pensime dokundu. Orada çok oyalanmadan kalçalarımı sıkıştırmaya başladı. Bu sırada kulağıma sen de beni okşamak ister misin diye sordu. Hafifce başımı salladım.
Jean yavaşca ayağa kalktı, pantalonunun kemerini çözdü, fermuarı indirdi ve kiloduyla birlikte aşağı sıyırdı. Karşımda takrik olmuş benimkinden biraz daha büyük bir alet duruyordu. Ben de aletin karşısında eteği belin ekadar sıyrılmış vaziyette ve bacakları ayrılıp saten kiloduyla becerilmeye hevesli bir kız gibi duruyordum. Penisim hiç kalkmamıştı heyecandan.
Jean elini uzattı, gayri ihtiyari elini tuttuğumda ise beni kendisine doğru çekti. Penisi ve suratım arasında ancak bir kaç santim vardı. Sonra olanlar oldu, hayatımda ilk defa bir erkeğin sikini ağzıma aldım. İştahla orospu gibi eme eme sikiyle sevişiyordum. Alabildiğim kadar ağzıma sokuyor sonra emerek geri çıkartıyor ve emmeyi hiç bırakmadan ağzımın içinde dilmile onu uyarıyordum. Jean da kalçalarını ileri geri hareket ettirip dudaklarımın arasında gidip geliyordu. Tabiri yerindeyse ağzımı sikiyordu.
Jean sikini ağzımdan çıkarttı, gözleirmin içine bakıp harikasın dedi, “kendini bana verir misin”?
Hafifce başımı salladım, koltukta dört ayak üzerinde arkamı döndüm ve sikilebilecek ikinci yerimi, yani götümü, ona sundum. Jean, bir prezervatif çıkarttı, sikine takıp onu güzelce kremledi ve bakir deliğime sikni dayadı. Günün erken saatlerinde bir hatta iki dildo ile alıştırma yaptığımdan çok zorlanmadım ama bütün ağırlıyla bir adamın sikini arkamdan içeri sokması sonra da ileri geri dakikalarca kalçama şaplak ata ata beni sikmesi çok da alıştığım bir şey değildi. Jean beni siktikçe göt deliğimi bir am kullanmayı öğreniyordum. Hem zevk alıyor hem de zevk veriyordum. Kırk yllık orospu gibi kalçalarımı istemsizce kıvırıp Jean’a zevk sunuyordum. Bir sürü dakika ve bir sürü pozisyon sonra Jean boşalmaya başladı. İçimden çıkmadan boşaldı boşaldı. İkimiz de kan ter içindeydik. Koltuğa yığılıp biraz kestirdik. Bekaretimi verdiğim o gece sanırım üç kez daha birlikte olduk. Hoşuma gitmişti ama ertesi sabah, Jean uyanmadan çıktıp evime vardığımda kafam daha da karışıktı.

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Lezbiyen sevgilim bana komplo kurdu!
Merhaba ben Berna. 35 yaşlarında, dolgun fakat sıkı vücutlu, seks hastası bir lez.im.

Kısa süreli bir evlilik yapıp boşanmanın ardından tadını alıp sonra mahrum kaldığım zevki önce, mastürbasyonda (parmaklama, sosisle, hıyarla, dildolarla,.. falan) aradım. Sonra sayısını hatırlamadığım erkeklerle çok uç sayılabilecek seks maceralarım oldu. Gerek erkeklerin seksi sadece hoyratça sokmaktan anlayan vahşi tavırlarıyla güzelliğimi ikinci plana atmaları, gerekse sekste daha farklı deneyimler yaşama merakı beni lezbiyen olmaya itti.

Zorda olsa aradığım bir kaç lezbiyeni bulmuş, kısa süreli de olsa birlikteliğim oldu. Önce benim yaşlarda biriyle, sonraları daha genç, daha körpeleriyle… üniversiteli, hatta lise son sınıf biriyle… En sonki ilişkim daha olgun, 45’li yaşlarda enfes bir hatun. Strapon ile bana inanılmaz zevkler yaşatmış biri. Duygusal olarak en çok ta bağlandığım kişi, karı-koca gib olduk. Adı Şule. Kendisi aynı zamanda müdirem olur. Seksimizde biraz da ’emir-itaat’ duygusu da hakim. Lezbiyen ilişkilerde genelde pasif olmayı yeğledim.

Sinan adında biriyle evli. İş toplantısı, hafta sonu alışverişi gibi bahanelerle kaçamak yapmayı başardı bugüne kadar. Şule bedenimin neredeyse her kıvrımını ezberlemiş, heryerimi öpmesi, yalaması, yoğurması, ve tabi etli pürüssüz amımı emip yalaması, muhteşem kalçalarımın arasındaki kara incimi dilleyip parmaklaması beni boşaltmaya yediyor. Ardından 69’la birbirimizi ateşleme… sonra amlarımızı sürtmeyle nirvanaya ulaşıyoruz. Strapon sefasını genelde duş altında köpüklüyken yapıyorduk. Amıma haşat ettikten sonra, götümü pert edip bırakıyor. İşte de sanki hiç bir şey olmamış gibi mesafeli yaklaşıyordu. İşte de bir fantezimiz oldu tuvalette ve asansörde, az kalsın yakalanıyorduk….

Şule bana önceki lezbiyen sevgililerimle ve diğer erkeklerle yaşadığım şeyleri ayrıntısına kadar anlatmamı istemesi üzerine, sevişirken bunları anlatmamdan büyük haz duyar.

Son zamanlarda sevişmelerimizde bana -bir erkekle üçlü yapma- teklifini yapıp çok heyecan verici olacağını, “DP olmak ister misin ha? Çok hoşuna gidecek” gibi şeylerle beni ayartmaya çalışıyordu Şule. “Böyle iyiyiz” deyip konuyu kapatıyordum. Fikrimi değiştirmek için birlikte izlediğimiz pornoların konusu son zamanlarda 2 lez-bir erkek üzerineydi.

Bir gün o haftasonundaki sevişmemizi kendi evinde yapabileceğimizi, eşinin iki çouğunu da alıp 3 günlük anne-babasının ziyaretine gideceğini söyledi. Mekan değişikliği iyi olur diyerek tereddütsüz “tamam” dedim. Hikayemin konusu da burda başlıyor zaten…

Temizliğimi, bakımımı yapıp göz alcı bir giysiyle Şulemle evinde buluştuk. Eve geçince Şule deli gibi dudaklarıma yapışıp memelerimi avuçlamaya, kalçalarımı yoğurmaya başladı ayak üstü. Sanki ilk sevişmemizdi. Ne olmuştu Şule’ye böyle? Bu azgınlığının sebebi ne olabilirdi diye düşünürken beni yatağa attı. Bir çırpıda birbirimizi soyuverdik. Hem götümü parmaklayıp amımı emerken ilk orgazmımı yaşadım. İyice zevke geldim. Bu kez Şule sırtüstü uzanıp bacaklarını iyice açarak bana amımı yalatmaya başladı. Köpek gibi yalıyordum müdiremi… Bana domalarak yapmamı, yan taraftaki boy oynasında bu manzarayı seyretmenin daha çok şehvet uyandıracağını söyledi. Dediğini hemen yaptım, belimi iyice kıvırıp götümü havaya kaldırdım, bacaklarımı da iyice açınca göt deliğim aralanmaya başladığını hissediyordum.

Şule “Ahh! Ohh! Ayyy!” diye inlerken, birden iki büyük elin belimi sımsıkı kavradığını farkettim. İrkilerek dönüp arkama baktığımda faltaşı gibi olmuş gözlerle, Şule’nin kocası Sinan olduğu gördüm. Onu işte bir kaç kez görmüşlüğüm vardı, selamlaşmadan öte bir temasımız olmamıştı. Tamamiyle çırılçıplaktı, dev cüsseli, kıllı, hafif göbekli bir herifti, bir ayıyı andırıyordu. Şule’nin lezbiyen olmasına hak veriyordum artık. Hınzırca sırıtıyordu. Kayganlaştırdığı yarağını henüz görmesem de, amıma, bacaklarıma, kalçalarımın yanaklarına sürtmesinden üssesiyle orantılı olarak iri bir şey olduğunu hissedebiliyordum.

Şule’ye dönüp baktım, o da hınzırca sırıtmaya başlayınca, bunun bir karı-koca tezgahı olduğunu anlamam uzun sürmedi. Evet, Şule bana komplo kurmuştu. Kafese girmiş bir av gibi hissediyordum kendimi. Bir çok erkekle yatmış olmama rağmen, aradan uzunca bir süre geçince, hele de Şule’nin “seni DP yapalım mı?” teklifini hatırlayınca işin nerelere varacağını farkedip ürkmüştüm.

İlk andaki şoku atlatmamla belimi tutan iki koca elden kaçmaya çalıştım ama nafile. Tamamiyle savunmasız bir avdım artık. Şule’de beni iki kolumdan tutup kaçmamı engellemeye çalışıyordu.

Derken göt deliğime yumulup yalamaya başladı iştahla, kısa bir süre sonra da orta parmağını göt deliğime sokuverdi. Parmağı bile ortalama bir sikten sadece bir tık altı küçüktü, sanki sik girmişti götüme. Sokup sokup çıkarıyordu. Anlaşılan Sinan ayısı götçünün biriydi… Parmağını çığarınca deliğim iyice genişlemiş, içine ılık havanın girdiğini hissetmeye başlamıştım. Çok geçmeden patlıcan büyüklüğünde bir şey ansızın, götüme saplanıp dibi bulmuştu. Evet, Sinan domalmış vaziyetteki götümün ihtişamına dayanamıyarak bir çırpıda saplayıp köklemişti. Bense öyle bir çığlık attım ki, kulakları nerdeyse sağır edecekti. Bir müddet köklemiş vaziyette başını sırtıma dayayarak öylece bekledi. Sonra hızlıca ileri-geri hareketlerle pompalamaya başladı. Nasıl pompalamasın, bulmuş bembeyaz muhteşem iri bir götü… “Demek karımın beni aldattığı kaltak buymuş demek! Orospu kaltak seni” gibi şeyler söylüyordu. Bu sözler beni tahrik etmeye başlamıştı, amım yeniden sulanmaya başlamıştı. Koca sikini götümden çıkarıp yeniden sokuyordu, bu hareketi bir kaç kez yapınca “fooort” diye bir ses çkıverdi götümden. Bunun üzerine Şule ”daha sert sik, osurta osurta sik şu kaltağı” diyerek kocasına gaz veriyordu. Boğanınki kadar iri taşaklarının, şişmiş am dudaklarıma çarpıp duruyordu. Şule de bir yandan kalçarımı aralıyor, bir yandan da amımı avuçlayıp okşuyordu. Yaklaşık 10 dk. Kadar götüm vahşie sikildikten sonra büyük bir tazyikle böğüre böğüre, kalçalarımı tokatlaya tokatlaya götümün derinliklerine boşalttı tohumlarını.

İkimiz de yığılıp kaldık yatakta. Sinan’ın epilepsi nöbetini andıran orgazm kasılmaları bir süre devam etti, siki de hala götümün içindeydi. Sonra yarı inik sikini çıkarıverine götümden, spermler akmaya başladı genişlemiş deliğimden. Boynuma bir öpücük kondurup odadan bir süreliğine ayrıldı. Gözlerimden yaş gelmişti, hem aıdan he de zevkten. Peşinden Şule yanıma yaklaşıp arkadan çıplak bedeniyle beni sarmaladı. “Aşk olsun Şule, üçlü yapalım diye başımın etini yediğin şey buymuş demek, kocana beni siktirmek” diye söylenince, bana “kabul et zevk aldın sen de, günümüz yeni başlıyor” diye karşılık verdi. Sonra beni yeniden zevklendirmek için yüzüstü çevirip amıma yumuldu. Büyük bir iştahla yalamaya parmaklamaya başladı. Orospuluğum depreşti, “Sinan beni ne zaman evire çevire sikecekti” diye Sinan’ın odaya gelmesini dört gözle bekliyordum artık…

Çok geçmeden Sinan koca sikini sıvazlar bir şekilde kapıda belirdi. Bir müddet bizi seyrettikten sonra yatağa attı kendini. Bunun üzerine Şule “kıvama getirdim, artık senin” dercesine çekilip yatağın yanındaki koltuğa oturup bacaklarını açıp amını okşamaya koyuldu. Canlı porno izleyecekti…

Sinan üzerime uzandı, çıplak vücudumuz birbiriyle daha çok temas etmeye başlayınca ve de Sinan dolgun dudaklarıma yumulunca, ben de ‘kıllı bir ayı’ da olsa kollarımı sırtına atıp okşamaktan kendimi alamadım. Büyük bir şehvetle öpüşüyorduk. Dudaklarımı bırakıp memelerime yumuldu, aç bir bebek gibi emiyordu… Bir eli mememde bir elini ıslak, dudakları kabarmış amıma attı. Hoyratça avuçlamaya, okşamaya başladı. Sonra göbeğime inip orayo yalayıp öptükten sonra amıma yumuldu. Bacaklarımı iyice açıp ellerimi de başına koyup amıma iyie çektim. O da hapur şupur yalamaya, bızırımı emmeye, bazen iki eliyle parmaklamaya başladı. Ben 2. orgazmımı bu şekilde oldum.

Tabi Sinan’ın siki hala keser sapı gibi dimdik! Ben kaldırdım, benim indirmem lazımdı… Nefes alıp verişim normale dönünce, sırtüstü vaziyetteyken sikini ağzıma yaklaştırdı, başımın üstüne bir yastık daha koydu, ardından koca sikini ağzıma verdi. Ağzımı am siker gibi sikmeye başladı. Bazen sikini çıkarıp koca taşaklarını yalatıyordu, emdiriyordu. Sonra tekrar mantar başlı sikini ağzıma sokuyor, kollarını açmış yatağın başlığından destek alarak boğazımı sikiyordu öğürte öğürte. Bir ara sikinin tamamı ağzımın içindeyken taşaklarını bile sokmaya çalıştı, ama başaramadı tabi. İlerde siki yarı inikken onu da yaptı…

Şule de kendi amını okşamayı bırakmış, bize katılıp amıma yumuldu. İki zevki aynı anda yaşıyordum. Hem yalamak hem yalanmak. İkisinin de ayrı bir zevki var…

Sonra Sinan sikini ağzımdan çıkarıp amıma hizaladı, bir kaç fırçalama hareketinin ardırdan amıma kökleyiverdi. Derin derin sokup çıkarıyordu. Makine gibiydi adeta… Diğer sikiştiğim erkeklerden çok daha hayvanca sikişiyordu. Belli ki Şule yıllarca bu şekilde sertçe sikiline, onda da bir kadını düzmek dürtüsü doğmuştu, kim bilir… Birbirimize sarılmış bir vaziyette delice öpüşüyorduk. “Kocacm, karıım” gibi şeyler söylüyorduk birbirimize. Şule orospusu kocasını nasıl peşkeş çekebiliyordu bana? Hiç mi kıskanma duygusu yoktu?!

Misyoner pozisyonuna geçine, Şule’ye kendi amını bana yalatma fırsatı doğdu. Yüzüme oturdu, ben de şapur şıpıryalamaya başladı, kısa bir süre sonra yüzüme ağzıma boşaldı Şule. Peşinden Sinan amımdan çıkıp sikini güzel yüzeme yaklaştırıp spermlerini ağzıma, gözlerime fışkırttı. Sonra ağzıma verip emdirdi sikini. Kalan damlaları emip yuttum.

Kısa bir nefeslenmeden sonra, gündüzleyin kapadığımız perdeleri açınca Şule havanın kararmış olduğunu farkettik. Bitkin haldeydik ve acıkmıştık ta. Yemek yapmayla falan uğraşacak halimiz yoktu. Yeni kocam Sinan yemek siparişi verdi. Yemekleri hızlıca yeyip, bir kaç bira açtık. Yine azmaya başlamıştık…

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Beklenmedik Bir Gece!

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Beklenmedik Bir Gece!

İş için şehir dışına çıkmam gerekiyordu. Otobüsüm rotar yaptığı için 2-3 saat gecikmeli olarak gideceğim şehre varmıştım, saat geç olduğı için şehirde toplu taşıma bitmişti , kalacağım otel 25-30dk yürüme mesafesinde ve sadece bir sırt çantam olduğu için yürümeye karar verdim.

Karanlık sokaklarda ilerlerken bir apartmanın zemin kat penceresinden sevişen bir çift gözüme çarptı , tül perdenin arkasından silüet olarak görünen çift son derece azgın biçimde hareket ediyordu. Birkaç saniye duraksadım , tam yoluma devam etmeye karar vermiştim ki , çiftin farkında olmadan izlenebileceklerini düşünerek uyarmaya karar verdim. Pencereye yaklaşıp cama hafifçe parmağımla tıkladım. Çift aniden irkildi. Birisi pencere doğru ilerledi, yaklaştıkça genç bir erkek olduğu net biçimde anlaşılmaya başlamıştı. Perdeyi hafifçe araladı ve eliyle “Ne var?” dercesine hareket yaptı. “Dışarıdan kabak gibi görünüyosunuz , ya ışığı kapatın yada kalın perdeyi kapatın. Kötü niyetli birine denk gelirseniz iş alırsınız başınıza.” dedim. “Haklısın farketmemişiz , uyardığın için sağol” dedi. O kalın perdeyi kapatırken ben de arkamı dönmüştüm. 1-2 adım atmadam “Buralarda mı oturuyorsun?” dedi. Ben de otele gittiğimi söyledim.Biraz tedirgin bir sestonuyla “İstersen burada kal.” dedi. Piyangodan seks çıkmıştı. Hevesli biçimde “Olur” diye atladım. Apartman kapısına doğru ilerlerken “Umarım kadın güzeldir de , keyif alırım” diye düşünüyordum.

Apartmandan içeriye girdim , aynı genç daire kapısını açtı. Üzerinde sadec boxer vardı. İçeriye girdiğim anda buz kesildim. Çünkü evin salonunda bir başka 23-24 yaşlarında çırılçıplaktı. Daire kapısının kapanma sesi ile kendime geldim. Ağzımdan ilk çıkan cümle “Ben gay değilim” oldu. İçeridekiler de şaşırmıştı ancak çıplak olan “Sevişmek zorunda değilsin , istersen arkadaki odaya geç uyu” dedi. Çantamı çıkarıp koltuklardan birine oturdum. Bir yandan da durum çok ilgimi çekmişti çünkü ilk kez böyle bir duruma şahit oluyordum. Kibarca “Sizi izleyebili miyim?” diye sordum. Cevap bi vermeden birbirlerinin dudaklarına gömüldüler.

3-4 dakikalık öpüşme ve okşamadan sonra ikisininde taş gibi olmuş sikleri gözüme çarptı. İkisininde siki 15-16 cm civarı vardı ve epey kalındılar da. Çıplak olan kanepeye doğru döndü ve eğildi , bu sırada diğeri boxerını çıkartıyordu. Boxerını çıkarttıktan sonra eliyle siki birkaçkez sıvazladı ve sikinin başını diğerinin götüne sürttürmeye başladı. Eğilmiş olan aldığı zevkten dolayı sesler çıkartmaya başlamıştı bile. Bu arada heteroseksüel olmama rağmen ben de erekte olmaya başlamıştım.

Çift bir süre sürtündükten sonra , ayakta olan eline kayganlaştırıcıyı sürüp önce sikini sonra da eğilmiş olanın götünü iyice sıvazladı. Sikinin başını partnerinin göt deliğine dayadı veyavaşça bastırmaya başladı. Sikinin başı tam olarak deliğe girdiğinde , sikilen genç derin bir oh çekti ve “Bastır , bastır” diye inlemeye başladı. Bu inleme beni o kadar etkilemişti ki hemen pantolonumu sıyrıp sikimi elime aldım ve otuzbir çekmeye başladım. Sikişen gençler benim otuzbir çektiğimi farketmemişti bile. Sikişmeleri hızlandıkça benim de otuzbirim hızlanıyor onlar duraksayınca ben de duraksıyordum , adeta onlarla birlikteymişim gibi hissediyordum. Bir yandan da “Bana da teklif etseler bari.” diye homurdanıyordum kendi kendime.

Kendimi kontrol edemez duruma geldiğimde pantolonumu tamamen çıkarıp yanlarına gittim. Onların keyiflerini kaçırmaktan çekindiğim için direk “Ben de sikebilir miyim?” teklifini yapmak yerine “Beni de yalar mısın?” teklifini yaptım. Eğilmiş olan ve zevk inlemeleri çıkartan genç sikini işaret ederek “Önce sen” dedi. Sonunda sikişe dahil olabilme umuduyla , biraz da çekinerek eğildim ve ağzımı sikine doğru götürdüm. Ereksiyonu kaybetmişti ve sikilrken sallanan sikinden meniler saçılıyordu. Yavaşça ağzıma aldım ve yalamaya başladım. Ağzıma aldıktan hemen sonra siki tekrar kalkmaya başladı ve inlemeleri daha da belirgin hale geldi. Sikiş en hızlı hale geldiğinde bacaklarının titremeye başladığını farkettim , çok geçmeden ağzıma çılgınca boşalmaya başladı. O kadar çok zevk alıyordu ki ayakta durmakta bile zorlanıyordu. Zaten az sonra da kendisini yere bıraktı , ben ise ağız dolusu spermle kala kalmıştım. Hızlıca kalkıp klozete tükürdüm , aslında tadı da fena değildi. Bunca yıldır nasılda tadına bakmak aklıma gelmemişti?

Geri döndüğümde kalkmış koca bir sik beni karşıladı , boşalmış olan koltuğa uzanmış , hala yavaş yavaş inliyor ve ara ara kasılıyordu. Hayatımda ilk kez seksten bu kadar zevk alan birini görmüştüm ve beni ölümüne meraklandırmıştı. “Nasıl bu kadar zevk alabiliyor?” diye sordum ayakta duran gence. Hiçbirşey söylemeden yanıma yaklaştı arkamı çevirdi ve az önce siktiği partneri gibi eğiltti beni. Tepki vermek istiyordum ama az önce gördüğüm boşalma sahnesi gözümün önüne geliyor ve beni engelliyordu. 3-4 saniye sonra göt deliğimde bir soğukluk hissettim , kayganlaştırıcının soğıkluğuydu bu.Ardından bir parmağını soktu götüme , tuhaftı , hiç acımamıştı aksine hoşuma da gitmişti. Parmağını biraz sokup çıkardıktan sonra ikinici parmağı birz sonra da üçüncü parmağı soktu içime. Ben de ereksiyonu kaybetmiştim sikim artık kalkık değildi ama yine de tarifsiz zevk alıyordum. Parmaklarını götümden çıkardıktan sonra sikini göt deliğime yasladı ve bastırmaya başladı. Biraz basturduktan sonra bir rahatlama ve inanılmaz bir zevk aldığımı hissettim ve istemdışı derin bir “ohhh” çektim.

Sikinin geri kalanını da yavaşça içime doğru itlemeye başladı. İçime giren her milim beni biraz daha zevke getiriyordu. Çok geçmeden hızlanmaya başladı. O kadar hızlı ve sert sikiyordu ki beni kasıkladı götüme çarptığında çıkan şaplak sesleri oda da yankılanmaya başlamıştı. Sonra birden hiç beklemediğim bir anda sikinin tamamını göt deliğime bastırdı ve belime sarıldı. Beni kendine delicesine çekiyor biraz daha biraz , daha içime girmek istiyordu. Bense hareket edemiyordum , adeta devam etmesi için yalvarmak istiyordum. Bir süre sonra sikini yavaşça götümden çıkardı , içime boşalmış olduğunu o zaman farkettim. O da diğeri gibi koltuğa uzandı. Ben ise eğilmiş vaziyette , sikilmiş ve terkedilmiş biçimde bekliyordum. Ne yapacağımı bilemez haldeydim. Olduğum yere çöktüm , ne kadar çok zevk aldığımı düşünüyordum , ve şimdi ne olacağını. Bu sırada göt deliğimde bir sıcaklık hissettim, az önce içimde boşalan o koca sikin spermleri yere damlıyordu. Neden bilmiyorum ama , bunu hissetmek beni o kadar mutlu etmişti ki sönük sikimi elime alıp 31 çekmeye başladım. Daha sikim kalkmadan bacaklarım titremeye başlamıştı ve o az önce gördüğüm tarifsiz orgazmı yaşıyordum. Bu boşalma uzunca süre devam etti. Sonunda kendimi yere saldım ve orgazmın keyfini sürmeye başladım. Bu sırada uykuya dalmıştım.

Sabah telefonumun alarmı ile uyandım , evin koltuklarında bir ağzıma diğeri götüme boşalmış olan iki erkek uyuyordu. Kısa bir süre onları çıplak izledikten sonra temizlenip evden çıktım. Bu yzdıklarımı yaşayalı bir hafta bile olmadı ve ben şimdiden sikilmeyi özledim 🙂 Kimbilir , belki bu yazıyı okurlar ve bana bir mesaj atarlar 🙂

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Neel The Back Door ManEvery Sunday Neel would drop by my apartment for hours of sex with his rock hard and ready cock. Mind you, I loved the way he would eat me out while I was giving him a blow job, but he always wants to have me on my knees so he can penetrate both holes.. I love when he annals me I squirt crazy plumes and he loves every minute of it. Neel is a burdur escort handsome Indian with a light whitish complexion, ten inch solid fat cock’ jet black long hair, a tattoo with my name on his forearm, sexy cleft chin with a chest and body that is rock hard. His fucking power is long lasting and I orgasm at least a hundred times , especially when he escort burdur ass fucks, then fucks me in my count for another hour.His rock hard cock feels good in my mouth as he licks my luscious clit and I try not to cum , but his velvet tongue is so good that I give him mouthfuls. I am so satisfied for a week, but I do masturbate often thinking about his cock burdur escort bayan every which way he plays it. We sixty-nine a lot and his strong arms allows him to hold me up over his chest while I blow his fucking mind with my mouth and tongue. His cock taste so good my the juices from my mouth and it ends up all over his balls which I then suck up while he moans. I am shaking allover with ecstasy and Neel is rubbing my stomach kissing and telling me he loves. He has to return to his base for another week and promises to return next week for another mind fuckin blowing session of lovemaking…

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HER IDEA

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HER IDEAFriends who know of my little secret often ask me how I managed to get my wife to go along with the plan, perhaps to use it themselves, and when I tell them it had been HER idea all along, for some strange reason, they find it hard to believe. I know I can’t exactly blame them, for which mother would ask that her husband fuck their daughter so that she can be straight? Mine did, and I am sure she is probably the only woman in the world who would.Not that I am complaining, of course, but even I have to admit there’s a screw loose in her head somewhere… still, that’s getting ahead of the story.It all began over four years ago… It was a warm night, and the missus and I had just finished watching the last good show for the day on TV. I sighed as I turned off the box – back to sleep. The thing is, there was nothing to look forward to for me as far as the bedroom was concerned; after our sixth k** had been born, my wife Bertha had cut me down to once a month. Now I am by no means young, but all the work on farm does keep me fit and trim. I need my share of outlets, and I had to turn to wanking off myself for any sort of release.My wife, a staunch orthodox Roman Catholic, really disapproved of the habit. On the other hand, she did nothing about it. That was one thing about her that really pissed me off. That, and the fact that she wanted to raise the k**s her way. The rest did grow up her way, but our eldest, Rachel, was more of a free spirit. She was the only one in the house who seemed to have any idea of her sexuality, and it only served to highlight what I was missing out.On this particular night, as we walked up the stairs, Bertha paused in front of Rachel’s room. The other k**s had gone to bed an hour early, but we had given up on Rachel – she was adamant as to her hours of sleeping. She’s a good k**, though, and helps me out everyday in milking the cows, but never did anything else around the house other than her own stuff, mostly.”Can you hear something?” my wife whispered, motioning me towards the door.I strained my ears, and I realized what she meant. Moans came from the room, feminine moans. For a second, I thought that Rachel was masturbating, but then, ever so faintly, I heard another voice say, “Oooh, Rachel, baby, that feels so good!”With a start, both of us realized that it was a girl. As far as we knew, Rachel hadn’t brought anyone over for the night, and it certainly wasn’t studies she was discussing during the summer holidays.Before you get your hackles up, let me tell you that I’ve always believed in giving your k**s privacy. Especially once they cross f******n… but a parent’s got to do what a parent’s got to do, and somehow, I didn’t particularly fancy the idea of my baby girl – yeah, right, “I am eighteen now, Daddy!” – having sex – and it definitely sounded like it – with another girl…. Okay, so I’ve peeked into her room on a couple of occasions, without success, but this was different.Bertha, on the other hand, seemed to have no such thoughts on the need for privacy. Without even giving a perfunctory knock on the door, she just turned the knob and barged in, me dumbly behind her.Then she stopped short, as a shriek of “Mom!” and “Mrs. Jackson!” went into the air. When I saw what had stopped her, I guess my jaw dropped to the floor. I couldn’t help it; I had never seen something like this before.There, on the bed, lay my daughter Rachel and her best friend, Stella, and my daughter was finger-fucking her friend as the latter ate her out. Neither had a single stitch of clothing on – whatever they had been wearing was now an unruly pile near the window. Right now, they were frozen motionless, a mixture of fear and lust in their eyes, and even as I watched, whatever fear remained in my daughter’s eyes turned into one of cockiness.I couldn’t take my eyes off her body, though. It had been years since I had seen her naked, and what a difference now from what it had been then! She had boobs that can only be described as perfect, topped with little cherries of red, and her blonde hair had fallen all over her, giving her a very sultry look. Her friend Stella was a pale comparison, a bit lighter in every aspect, and did not seem to radiate that air of sensuality that my daughter so evidently possessed.Absently, I adjusted my hard-on.”Don’t you believe in knocking?” Rachel broke the ice herself. The two female lovers had parted, but neither made any move to cover themselves. Brazenly, Rachel fixed her mother with a level stare. Oh, boy was she just asking for trouble!Beside me, my wife tensed. I cast a vary glance at her, sure that things were going to blow up sky-high tonight. And the fact that Rachel hadn’t bothered to cover herself didn’t help at all. Nor was it helping me maintain a fatherly composure… Bertha had her hands on her hips, a sign that she was all set for a confrontation.”Stella, get your clothes and get out of here,” my wife said curtly, pointedly ignoring Rachel.Rachel wasn’t about to have any of that. “Waitaminit! Stella, you are not going anywhere! Mom, how dare you…””All I have to do, Stella, is call your parents. It’s your choice.” Even I shuddered at her tone. Man, was she pissed off!The poor girl had no other way out. Hurriedly, she gathered her dress and started to pull it up. She cast an apologetic glance at Rachel, and then rushed out of the room. My wife had scared the shit out of her so much that she hadn’t even bothered with her bra and had just thrown on her top. She was out of the room before she had even covered her tits properly.For the next few seconds, mother and daughter stared at each other. I braced myself to step in if a catfight broke out, as it most likely might. Abruptly, Rachel stood up.”Where are you going, young lady?” my wife asked sharply.”I need to get dressed, don’t I?” she retorted, taking a step towards her clothes.For a woman her size, Bertha crossed the room extremely fast and caught Rachel by her elbow. “You going anywhere?”Rachel winced from the grip and shook her arm free. “Only if you let me go to Stella’s.””Good, then you are not going anywhere.” With that, my wife caught our daughter’s hand again and this time, flung her towards the bed. Rachel fell across the bed as my wife turned to me and said, “Close the door, Peter, I don’t want the rest of the k**s to see her like this.””Let’s have no v******e here, Berth -” I began, but she cut me off with a curt, “I know.”Then she turned to her daughter. “You can get dressed after you explain all this, and I am hoping that you can explain all this.””Explain what?” Rachel was now in profile to me, facing her mother, and I silently marveled at how her breasts were able to defy gravity and stay firm on her chest. Her body’s only flaw was the tan lines from sunbathing, and the paleness of the skin was in sharp contrast to the dark shade that her nipple was colored. Rachel was resting on her arms now, one leg slung over the other, and I found myself trying to remember if she had it shaved or not.”Your taste,” my wife continued. “Why, with all the men in the world, you would rather have a woman to have sex with? Explain why you are a,” she spat out the last word, “lesbian.”Rachel snickered. “Why, Mom, why is it so wrong to you? Because your Church told you it is bad? Face the reality Mom, being gay is no more different than being straight. Besides, what’s it to you if I want a woman for my needs? It’s not like I seduced Dad or anything…””At least then, you would be straight,” my wife shot back. “It’s sick, you know, when a woman has sex with another woman!””You are sick, Mom, and your views are so old-fashioned you could take them to the museum of antiques. Look, Mom, I don’t know whose genes I have – it’s definitely not yours when it comes to sex – but I get horny very easily and very often. And with your stuck-up rules and shit, I just can’t even dream of having a regular boyfriend… cause I know you will never let me live in peace then.”So I figured, what the hell, at least you won’t suspect a girl. All I had to be was careful and stay out of your Oh-God-told-me-so way and you wouldn’t even know your little girl was fucking another little girl.”I would like to add that at a couple of points, I tried to impose some decorum on the language used, but neither mother nor daughter seemed to hear, so I slid into the background again.”Oh, so that’s it? You are horny, so you just grab the first person who comes your way and have sex with her?””You could put it that way, I suppose.””So if you had someone to fuck all the time, someone male, you wouldn’t look for a female anymore?””Oh, yeah, sure. Not that I find it ever likely that you’ll set me up with a guy I can fuck anytime and you won’t get on my case again…” Rachel’s voice was dripping with sarcasm.Bertha was quiet for a second, whether in thought or for effect I don’t know, and then, in a calmer voice that was more fitting the mother, “What if I said yes, there is such a guy?”I looked at my wife. My still-naked daughter looked at my wife. And my wife looked at us, one by one, with a strange smugness on her face, as if she had just checkmated her daughter. I started to have a strange feeling this was leading back to my own grave, but I couldn’t exactly put my finger on what it was.”Okay, I’ll buy that. Who have you got in mind?””Do you agree to my terms yet?””Who is the guy? I have to like him too.””Oh, you will. In fact, you love him already.””I do?” my daughter was puzzled, “Who is it? Ricky Martin?”My wife grunted. “Let me give you a clue,” she said, now moving to the door behind me and opening it. “He’s in your room right now.”I looked around, as did Rachel, and as far as we could see, I was the only one of masculine persuasion in the room. Rachel, however, was the first one to put two and two together.”Daddy? Are you out of your mind?” Her incredulity matched mine.”Oh, no, dear, just doing a mother’s job,” Bertha replied calmly. “And baby, edremit escort he’s probably the only guy you can have sex with and I won’t complain about. Until you get married, of course, and I would rather have you wait until then, but if you are so horny that you can’t tell between man and woman, I might have to enforce a few changes around here.””Excuse me,” I cut in, for the first time making my presence felt in the room, “But am I still in existence, or is this some kind of a sick nightmare?” I admit that last bit was a bit exaggerated, but I figured it was the only way to get my indignation across.Bertha laughed in my face. “Oh, cut that out, Peter. You’ve always been the one complaining I don’t put out often enough. Go get her. I figure either she is satisfied or she will be too afraid to have another silly lesbian over again. And besides, this should take care of that nasty tendency of yours to masturbate every day.””But -” I started to protest.”No buts, not unless both of you want to get kicked out of this house. I can see she is still not sure she wants this, so why don’t you be a man and make up her mind for her, Peter. Show her why girls shouldn’t go down on girls… And don’t even think about coming to bed until you have convinced her.”And just like that, before I could even make a move, she locked the door behind her as she went out. I pounded the door a couple of times, but I knew immediately that it was a futile exercise. Bertha had made up her mind, and there was no way in hell she was changing it.”Well,” Rachel said, her voice once again a mixture of amusement and sarcasm, “You heard what the lady said.”I turned around to find my daughter lying on the bed, her legs spread a little so that I was looking straight at her pussy. That she was still wet was obvious from the way her cunt glistened in the light, and as I managed to draw my eyes up her body, I got to see just how her breasts rose proudly from her body. Rachel had raised her head, though, and caught me staring at her naked body. When I did finally see her face, she gave me a half-smile.”So, Daddy,” she teased once again, “why don’t you come over here and ‘make up my mind for me?’ Jesus, Daddy, quit staring at me like that!””Sorry,” I said, my throat suddenly dry, “But it isn’t every day that I get to see a woman as sexy as you naked.””Oh,” she replied, still not closing her legs or making any effort to cover herself. “So I am sexy now… not just beautiful or pretty, but sexy. I like that.””Maybe we should talk this over, you know,” I said, trying to think of a way out. I’ll admit that I would have gladly fucked my daughter right then, but being practical, I knew I shouldn’t. It wasn’t just morality or anything; if things came out badly, I could go to jail. The town, I knew, wouldn’t make a big fuss, but my wife or daughter could. At the very least, I wanted to make it appear that anything that happened would be the result of mature decision-making.”Okay,” Rachel said brightly, “Talk.””Um, but why not throw something on?””Why?”I decided to be open about this. “Because I am having a very hard time choosing between looking at you and talking to you, and quite frankly, as a man, I would rather do the first.””Don’t worry; I am sure we’ve got plenty of time for everything. I really doubt if Mom is going to let you out tonight, you know.””Yeah, I know. Remind me to have her head examined tomorrow.””Actually, Daddy, what she said did make some sense.””Okay, I’ll have to take you along too.” I smiled.She giggled. “No, I am serious. I have to admit she did bring the truth out of me – too horny to ignore it, that part.””I was your age once, k**do, I understand it. But sometimes I think your mother just jumped from twelve to twenty, know what I mean? I know she acts like she has no idea what you are going through.””Are you defending me, Dad, ’cause if you are, you’re gonna waste all those arguments. Why not save it for Mom?””Another day, right?””Another day. If you’ve got enough guts.”I laughed with her. “She’s a good mother, you know.” It wasn’t just an obligation that made me say it, and Rachel knew it.”Yeah, that’s true. Still, coming back to what she said, it did make some sense. At least from my point of view.””What’s your point of view?””Like I said, all I need is someone I like having sex with. Anytime, anywhere, and I don’t have to worry about getting caught. It just so happened that the only person Mom wouldn’t suspect was a girl, so…””Damn, girl, so you were telling the truth… I thought you gave up that habit back in fourth grade.””Haha! Very funny!””I thought so too!”Suddenly, she clutched her thigh. “Owww! I think I just pulled my hamstring… give me a hand up, Dad.”Trying to ignore the fact that she was naked to the skin, I walked over and held out my hand. I had no idea what it was that she wanted to do with a pulled muscle, but I had enough faith in her that she knew what she was doing.Rachel made as if to get up into a sitting position, then suddenly pulled me down! I fell over her, crushing her body underneath mine, and she had her arms around my neck in a flash. Her bare leg was warm and flushed against mine, and she wrapped it around so that I was locked in her hold.Her eyes suddenly afire, she smirked. “This should take that smile off your lips, Daddy!”And with that, she kissed me, right on the lips, supporting my entire weight on her body, and started to rub her legs against mine while plunging her fingers into the back of my head.My resistance lasted perhaps for a fraction of a second, not more. I kissed her back as passionately as I could, darting my tongue into her mouth even before she had even parted her teeth completely. A muffled sound escaped from one of us – I am not sure who – and that was it; I felt like a teenager again, and I kissed like a teenager. We slobbered all over, our lips pressed together so hard I could feel the roots of her teeth against my gums, and as her hands started to ruffle my hair, I ran mine along the sides of her body, feeling her curves and swells.”Jesus fucking Christ!” my daughter exclaimed when we finally parted kissing. “Now THAT is a kiss.””Don’t use that kind of a language around your mother,” I warned, “She might have a heart-attack.””Okay, I won’t. But -“At that moment, we heard the lock open, and my wife came in. “Oh,” she said when she saw us, “You’ve already started…””Thanks for the interruption, Mom,” Rachel greeted her dryly. “That’s the second time today.”My wife shrugged. Then she turned to me. “Should I wait up for you?”I opened my mouth to answer but Rachel immediately kissed me again. Then she answered for me. “Don’t bother, Mom, Daddy will be spending the night in here, with me. Anything else?””This is just a single bed,” my wife continued. She hated it if she did not have the last word.”Oh,” Rachel replied, smiling patronizingly at her, “We’ll manage.”My wife just stood there, most likely looking for something else to say, but it was clear our daughter had bested her. Underneath me, Rachel shifted, then slid out. Then she walked over to her mother, caught her by her elbow and firmly guided her to the door before Bertha could say anything. She was hardly out the door when Rachel slammed it shut behind her.”Thanks for Daddy,” Rachel shouted. Then she turned towards me and gave a little curtsy. “Now how did I handle that?””Bravo,” I said, truly impressed. That was the first time since our wedding night that I had been able to see my wife herded like that. And to think that it was our own daughter… she was definitely a chip off the old block.Beaming, Rachel rushed into my arms, throwing herself on me literally. Then, just as hungrily as before, she kissed me on my lips, full, hard and wet, and stuck her tongue into my mouth. I kissed her back – what else would I want to do?This time, we ended up with her on top of me, but we were no longer on top of her bed – we were on the floor, and as we caught our breath, Rachel started to pull my t-shirt over my head. Her fingertips squeezed my nipples, something Bertha had never ever done before – hell, it had always been missionary position with her, what else? – and then my daughter was kissing her way down my stomach.Just as she started to unzip my jeans, I had a sudden urge to taste her. She shrieked, then giggled as I grabbed her waist and pivoted so that she was right underneath me, hands pinned to her sides, and her long neck was so enticing that I started eating her right below her jaw.I nibbled on her skin all the way down to her breasts, with her laughing all the time, but those peals of laughter quickly turned into small moans of pleasure as I paid proper respect to her tits, one by one, taking the nipple between my teeth and tugging at it until she begged me to let go.I didn’t give her any time to recover from this treatment – as soon as I felt I had teased her buds enough, I moved straight down to her pussy. Some of her cum had already leaked out and dripped onto the carpet, but there was plenty more where that came from – Rachel gasped as I placed my mouth over her cunt and licked with as much gusto as I could muster.In a way, I’m glad I had been denied for so long – it made me an a****l, and that, it seemed, turned her on. I placed my hands under her ass and raised her buttocks until it was a good distance of the ground, threw her legs over my shoulder and proceeded to suck her silly.By the time I had finished, my face was drenched in her cum. And I was loving every moment of it.I stood up and had my jeans off in no time. Rachel, being the impatient minx that she was, grinned at the sight of my hard-on and started to play with my balls using her toes. God, it was an incredible sensation. It was an unbelievable turn-on to see drops of pre-cum falling on her toe from where she picked it up with a finger and tasted it. Then she puckered her lips at me and said, “So are you just going to stand there all day?”I grinned escort edremit back at her. Poor Bertha – she had no idea what kind of a monster she had unleashed.”I want you on top,” I told Rachel.”No,” my daughter shook her head. “I want you to take me. You’re gonna be my first.””First? You mean to tell me you’ve never gone this far before?””Nope. There was just a boy, over a year ago, and we had fooled around some, but that was all. Stella and I never used any toys; we had each other.””You know I might have to tear you.””I want you to.””It’s painful, so I’ll take it slow,” I offered.”Oh no, you don’t,” she retorted, grabbing my cock and pulling me down until the head was just below her hole, “You are going to rock me hard.”That did it! I’ve always wanted something like this, where the woman doesn’t care if it hurts or not but just wants to ‘do it’ anyway. I slipped her legs back onto my shoulder and plunged myself into her snatch. It was a tight fit, and as she had predicted, her hymen was still intact. Not for long, though, as I just cut through the tissue.Rachel made a brave effort to keep from crying out, but I encouraged her to let it out. After all, the neighbors weren’t near enough to hear anything, and I couldn’t care less if I woke the rest of the k**s or their mother up. Rachel uttered a deep cry, filling the room with her sounds, and drowning out the squishes of my motion into her. I could sense her pussy throb around my dick.Then the walls seemed to cave in, squeezing my dick until I could stand it no more. I don’t remember if I had ever intended to pull out of her, but I know that I didn’t. Shooting off the entire load inside my daughter made me see the stars and the sky.I plunked her legs down, then scooted up her side. I threw an arm around her waist and turned her towards me, loving the feel of her little blonde hairs against my open palm. Our cum – OUR cum – had started to trickle out of her pussy, with little drops of blood in it.It was around a couple of minutes before Rachel opened her eyes. She batted her blues at me, then, with a cheeky grin, “Did we do it?””What do you think?””That I died, went to heaven, fucked everyone up there, came back… Is this how you normally knack someone?””I had inspiration.””Thanks.””It was my pleasure – “”I bet!””Was it good?””Was it ever! Now I don’t just want any man, I want you!””Right now?” I asked, mischievously eyeing her pussy.”God,” she cried, “Of course not! It burns down there – you ripped me apart. Maybe after a couple of days… I don’t think I can even walk properly.”So, as a gentleman, I did the honorable thing – I carried her to the bed. Since it had room, at the most, for barely two people, we laid down with her on top of me. Just before we dozed off to sleep, however, Rachel wiped the inside of her thighs and her pussy lips with the bed sheet, dirtying it with the mix of cum and virginal blood.Noticing my puzzled look, she giggled. “Just to let Mom know what we did.””Hun, you really want to wiggle your finger at her, don’t you?””You bet!” she replied, and both of us laughed. “And you can also bet that I am gonna wiggle more than a finger at her… just let me get the feeling in my pussy back…” Her voice trailed off into sleep. I followed her there.The sun was already peeking out on the horizon by the time we awoke the next morning. Being on a farm meant that I rarely missed the sun rise, but as memories of the previous night came back, I just wanted to stay in bed and fuck my daughter throughout the day. The other k**s would be up only by seven or eight – by then, I would have finished milking the cows and seen the men off to their posts.Rachel was awake the moment I stirred underneath her. She had always made it a point to help me out in the mornings, and this day, she informed me, was going to be no different. I watched her walk into her bathroom with more than a little interest in my eyes – and I made a mental note to have her again as soon as she got over her pain.Rachel wore just panties as she went downstairs to the kitchen to fix us coffee. I knew my wife would be there; what would she say, I thought, if Rachel went in naked?”For goodness sakes, girl, put on something.””Why?””Someone could see you.””Aww, Mom, you promised that you would get off my case if I went along with you.””That was when I thought you would have a little modesty around the house, not parade like a whore when everyone’s waking up.””Chill, Mom, who’s being a whore? None of the young ones are up, and the sleepyheads won’t wake up unless you dump buckets of water on them, and the only other people in this house that are seeing me stark naked are you and Daddy, and if Daddy doesn’t mind, that’s enough for me. Besides, weren’t you the one who was insistent that I don’t wear anything yesterday night?””That was different.””Oh, no, it wasn’t, not by any means. Look, I’ll promise to try – try, mind you – and restrain myself when there are others, but if it’s just the three of us and we are horny, Dad and I might make out right where we want to, whether your Christian conscience likes it or not.” With that, she placed her cup back on the table, whirled around and kissed me, right in front of my wife.”There,” my daughter said. “See. That’s just what we might start with.”Hooking an arm with mine, she said, “Let’s go milk the cows, Daddy, and after that, I am going to milk you.””I shouldn’t be saying this,” I admitted when we were alone in the barn. “But hearing you talk to your mother like gets me even hornier, if that’s possible.”Rachel giggled. Now that I knew the woman inside her, she looked very sexy in her white t-shirt under the jeans suspenders. As for me, I’ve always preferred to work shirtless in the barn. That my daughter was a knockout was beyond a question, as her breasts so evidently pushed against the straps of her suspenders proudly. I worked with a hard-on throughout the day, making sure that she knew she was keeping me aroused the entire time.By the time Rachel and I had finished cleaning the barn and milking the cows, it was quite late in the morning. All my workers had been sent off to their respective tasks, and it would be evening before they returned with the efforts. I had made a few passes at Rachel, only to have her say that it still hurt her too much. Not wanting to push my luck, I backed off.”Oh, Daddy,” Rachel said in a singsong voice as I started to walk towards the door.”What, Rachel darling?”I turned around, and the instant I did so, her t-shirt hit me right in the face. It smelled of her sweat, and my cock twitched as I inhaled it. Then I saw her, and I couldn’t help but grin.Rachel had slid the straps off her shoulder and was now naked from the waist up. With an exaggerated swagger of her ass, she walked over to a bale of hay and collapsed on her back on it. She grinned back at me naughtily and held out both her hands in invitation.”I thought you said we weren’t going to do it today,” I teased as I walked over, already taking off my pants.”I said it hurt too much, I never said we wouldn’t do it,” she shot back. “Besides, you damn stud, you have made me so horny I don’t care if I can’t walk for a month… just come over here and fuck me, Daddy!”I went down on her and got straight into the act. I started to go in for a little foreplay, but she would have none of that; my daughter just caught hold of my dick and pulled it to her pussy. Then, with a wild moan, she jerked up, impaling herself tightly on my rod, and held herself there for a couple of seconds.Within a minute, I shot off my load inside her. I didn’t pull out, both because I didn’t want to and because she had her legs wrapped so tightly around my waist I couldn’t even slide inside her. We kissed hungrily, bruising each other’s lips, but without a care in the world.Words can’t do proper justice to a truly fucking fuck, so I’ll just leave it to your imagination. Suffice to say that we were in the barn until noon – three hours later! Thankfully, Rachel had waited until I had placed the milk cans outside, so we were uninterrupted the entire time. Somehow, in the midst of all our rolling and frenzied coupling, her t-shirt had found its way underneath us, and when we finally stood up on weak legs to get dressed, it was already torn.Rachel nonchalantly threw it into the pile of trash that one of my men would empty later in the evening, then pulled her straps back on. It just about covered her nipples – and that was it! At the close distance where I was standing, you could even make out her areolas… and in spite of the fact that I had just emptied my dick in her three times in the morning, she was making me hard again.My daughter took a couple of steps forward before wincing.”You’ll have to carry me, Dad, I don’t think I can walk.””Don’t say I didn’t warn you,” I joked. “You were the one who jumped my bones.””Sure,” she laughed, “Right after you felt me up and pushed that tent between your legs into my crotch and catching all the wrong places…””Okay, so maybe I did influence you a little.””Shut up and carry me the house, you big horny gorilla!”Thankfully for us, none of her brothers or sisters were there to see her in such a state, but Bertha was, and she wasn’t pleased at all. First, we had been away the entire morning. Second, Rachel’s state of undress. Even as she started to berate Rachel for being so ‘immoral,’ a strap slid off my daughter’s shoulder, baring her tit, and I could see my wife’s eyes widen at the sight of the pock markings on it.”I feel kind of dirty, Daddy,” Rachel announced, ignoring the monologue of her mother. “Why don’t you and I go take a shower and leave Mom alone so she won’t get all worked up again?”I glanced at my irate wife, guessing that she might say something, but she held her quivering lips shut. My daughter tugged at my arm, and I followed her up the stairs to our bedroom. I was conscious that my wife was staring at us all the way, and honestly, it was an edremit escort bayan arousing situation. I don’t think Rachel or I were being sadists – it was just a question of paying back in the same coin.Washing each other was a delightful experience, and even though she protested a lot, Rachel settled into the bath-tub with her legs over the sides, her cunt bared for me to target. It was hot and furious, and we were spent within minutes. I collapsed on top of her, wet bodies stuck to each other, and spent the better part of half an hour like that.Rachel threw on a slitted skirt and a bikini top, dressing right in front of me to let me know that she wasn’t wearing any underwear. Her nipples, still hard, poked through the material, and it took all of my will-power not to take her again, then and there, in my bedroom. Whatever Bertha tolerated, I didn’t think she would particularly fancy Rachel and me ruining her bedspread.We went downstairs, just as Billy, my eldest son, rushed in, grabbed his baseball gloves. He didn’t even give us a second glance as he hurried back outside, throwing just a “Hi, Dad, going over to Mark’s,” over his shoulder.”Mom, any other brat still home?” my daughter asked as we went into the living room. We turned on the TV, and when I sat down, Rachel sat down on me, her legs bridged over mine, and started to nibble my earlobes.”No,” came the curt reply.”Good,” my daughter commented, loudly enough for Bertha to hear, and then started to slobber all over my face. We hadn’t gone much beyond kissing when Bertha interrupted us. We stopped kissing, and Rachel looked at her mother with disdain.”Lunch is ready,” my wife said, giving my daughter the same look.”Oh, goody,” my daughter replied. “But I think we’ll just have each other for dessert.” Boldly, she cupped my hard-on and squeezed it. “Isn’t that right, poppa darling?”Once again cutting through the narration, let it be sufficient to say that Rachel and I teased each other throughout the meal, sucking the morsels out of each other’s fingers, sharing the food off the mouth, you get the idea. It got us both so randy that we were making out right in front of a very disgusted Bertha, finally ending up with her sending us into the living room. The remaining clothes flew all over the place as Rachel and I settled on the couch, and Rachel moaned as loudly as she could.Just as Rachel had her legs wrapped around me, Bertha rushed into the room, screaming that the k**s were back. With my cock still caught within the confines of my daughter’s pussy, her legs still wrapped around, I carried her up the stairs and into my bedroom, just in time… we literally fell on the bed as I shot off inside her.When Bertha finally came after us, she found the two of us still naked, on her bed. Rachel had cheekily let her cunt leak its contents onto the bed sheet, and it had made quite a wet patch there. Before my wife could get in a word, however, Rachel took the initiative.”Mom, can you come with me to the d**gstore tomorrow? I need to get some pills.” She sounded so different that I really thought she was sincere.My wife took the bait. “Oh, no! It’s wrong to use contraceptives – don’t bother me about these things again. If you don’t want to get pregnant, you control yourself more, understand?”When Rachel grinned, I knew my wife had just been set up. My daughter looked straight at her and answered, “Sure, if that’s the way you feel about it. But don’t blame me if Dad knocks me up.”Her face crimson with rage, my wife suddenly shouted. “Get out of here, you… you… just get out of here, dammit!”I was surprised when Rachel stood up and walked away, but I couldn’t suppress a smile when she turned around and blew me a flying kiss right in front of her mother. “‘Bye, darling!” she added huskily, running a hand down her stomach to her crotch, a gesture that Bertha didn’t miss. “I’ll be thinking of you tonight.”Bertha managed to keep me and Rachel away from each other for the rest of the day, giving her chores to do in non-stop succession while I did my rounds around the farm. For once, I am told, Rachel actually did as she was told, perhaps not wanting to antagonize her mother further. It was only during dinner that she and I were together again.We sat side by side, and while she kept up a lively conversation with her siblings, Rachel had her hand on my thigh. I couldn’t reciprocate because I had to use my right hand to eat, but when she suggested that I try using my other hand, ostensibly to show her siblings, I got her idea.She was wearing a more conservative skirt now, not slitted, and had on a pair of panties – finally – but when I placed my hand on her thigh, she caught it and pressed it to her crotch. I could feel the warmth, the dampness through the material, and then, without even thinking, slid my hands into her panties. She almost dropped her spoon but quickly recovered her composure, adjusting so that I had greater access, and continued to eat as if nothing was going on.Bertha must have noticed the lusty glances that we exchanged – she started to look at us with a stern expression on her face, as if to let us know she knew what we were up to at the family dinner table. All of a sudden, now I wanted to irritate my wife – I pulled my hand out and right in front of everyone, licked my fingers clean of my daughter’s juice. My wife burned at the sight.”Dad,” one of my other daughters asked, “Why are you licking your hand?””Oh, it’s nothing, honey,” I replied, nudging Rachel gently. “Just something I got my hand on.””What is it?” my youngest son asked. He was just three years old, and as curious as three year-olds can get.”Oh, Johnny, Daddy was just helping me with something,” Rachel added, much to the chagrin of her mother. None of the other k**s were old enough to understand what had happened, but my wife would have no doubts whatsoever. It was a priceless moment.”It was a bad idea,” my wife said when we were finally alone in our bedroom. It was our first moment alone since last night and I would have rather spent it with my daughter.”Don’t blame me,” I said, getting defensive. “Or Rachel. It was you who made the decision for us, we didn’t get it on until you made us do it.””But do you have to go at it every second of the day?” my wife asked, changing her tactics.”It’s been so long for both of us that twenty-four hours in a day isn’t sufficient.””I’ll bet it isn’t. You are just as bad as she is, maybe worse! At least you should know when to say no.””I’ll have to take lessons from you on that, won’t I? Saying no is your specialty.””That’s cheap, Peter.””So is your nagging. Good night.””Good – ” She was interrupted by the knocking at the door.With a sigh, my wife muttered, “What now?” as she went to open the door. Rachel was outside, wearing just her panties, and as soon as the door was open, she rushed inside and threw herself on me, apparently oblivious to the presence of her mother, and started kissing me. I responded to her overtures, enjoying the fact that my wife was watching all this, and slid her panties off in a flash. Rachel took her own sweet time to acknowledge her mother.”Oops, sorry Mom, I was just feeling so horny I had to see Dad… could you please excuse us for tonight and sleep in my room? I don’t think you will be able to sleep in here properly tonight… God, I feel so horny.” And with that, she pressed her breast into my mouth and moaned loudly as I started to suckle on her.Out of the corner of my eye, I could see my wife huffing off out of the room, slamming the door shut behind her. I pushed Rachel away, and she fell back on the bed, laughing. It was an infectious laughter, and I joined in.”You are a horny bitch, aren’t you?” I asked her, sliding beside her. She still hadn’t stopped laughing, and neither, I must admit, had I.”God, she must be so pissed she won’t even sleep tonight. And yes, I am a horny bitch, Daddy, your bitch. Any complaints?””None whatsoever, sweetheart. But, seriously, don’t you think we should use some protection? I think I have a rubber in here somewhere…”She rolled abruptly so that she was on top of me in the blink of an eye, her hair falling all around us like the walls of a cave, and with a serious expression, “Don’t you dare!”Then she giggled. “I’ve been on the pill ever since I realized I could get horned very easily, Daddy! Mom doesn’t know, and I don’t intend on ever telling her.””Then why did you ask her?””Simple. One, I wanted to see what she would say. Two, and this is why I wanted her opinion, I intend for you to get me pregnant, definitely within the year, and I didn’t want her to insure against that. This way, she’ll want to go one up on me so bad she’ll let me have your baby just so that she can say, ‘I told you so.’ What do you think?””Very clever, for a randy puss whose mind is always on sex.””Oh, so I am a puss now? Whatever happened to bitch?” She chuckled.”That’s still on,” I told her, “One’s when I fuck your cunt, and the other’s when I take your ass.””That’s funny.””I know. But tell me one thing though.””What?””When am I going to get you pregnant?””Honestly, Daddy, I haven’t decided that yet. Right now, all I want is your cock in me all the time. One day, I’ll wake up, decide we are going further, and throw those pills out of the window. And then, because I might have to miss out on a couple of months’ fucking, I’ll expect you around every waking moment until then.””Sounds good to me… one another thing, though.””Shut up and fuck me, Daddy!””Exactly my thoughts…”All that was four years ago. Right now, even as I write this, she is behind me, nursing our third k**. None of the three were born with two heads or anything, so that’s encouraging, and we’ve already begun to work on the fourth. Because the other k**s – Rachel’s siblings, I mean – are growing up, Bertha doesn’t have that much time for us now, especially since she has to fuss after two grandk**s too, but Rachel and I still do our best to get a rise out of her. As for the two of us, no, our sex life hasn’t diminished a bit. Rachel’s figure is a little fuller right now, and it’s even sexier than before.Adios, friends, because my horny bitch is – what else? – horny once again…

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Love Your NeighborHey friends! This is Ranju panda from Bhubaneswar again. I have already replied to the emails sent to me commenting on my previous stories published in this site. I am writing another story for the esteemed readers of this popular ISS network. During my service period I was staying in a two storied government quarter of 3BHK which is of Type 3 flat. One room of each quarter was projected forward in such a way that the inner portion of the said room was clearly visible to the projected room of the adjacent quarter through the window and vice versa.In my house I myself, my wife Sapna, my six years son and four years daughter lived. In my adjacent house a civil engineer Mohapatra by name was staying with his two sons and one daughter within the age group of ten. The wife of Mohapatra has expired recently and he has again married to a young lady of nineteen named as Maya to take care of his c***dren. Mohapatra has undertaken family planning operation and has already informed this fact to Maya and her parents before marriage.I had a good friendship with Mohapatra and our family relation as neighbors was also excellent. From the day Maya came to the family of Mohapatra, I was marking a shadow of sorrow on both their faces. Once I asked Mohapatra about the reason which has created the gap between them. Mohapatra told me that Maya is always demanding a c***d knowing very well that it is not easy on his part to fulfill her desire. Maya was constantly suffering from headache and expressing her anger even on small matters.Mohapatra once took Maya to an ENT doctor who after examination couldn’t find out the cause of her constant headache and referred her case to a psychiatrist. Mohapatra requested me to accompany them while going to the brain doctor. In three sessions the doctor interviewed them separately and jointly. The doctor one day in my presence told Mohapatra that it has been deeply entered into the mind of Maya that unless she becomes a mother, her birth as a woman is fruitless. He advised to think over the matter seriously and do the needful.Mohapatra gradually feared to sleep with Maya and once he told me that the sex relation between them has come to an end. Mohapatra was only of 35 years of age and even after his vasectomy operation he had a good sexual relation with his late wife. His present inability for the sex performance was due to the noncooperation of the opposite partner and his personal fear psychosis. I once advised Mohapatra to tell a lie to his wife that the doctor has administered him medicines for recanalization of his sperm tube by which, of late, she will be the mother of a c***d.To have sex games in our family we normally use the projected room of our quarter leaving the sleeping c***dren in other room. I once told my wife Sapna to have the sex with lights on and window open. Sapna was confused and told me “are you crazy? Our entire movements shall be watched by Mohapatra and his wife from their room.” I replied that our live erotic action may excite them and they can regain their sexual vigor.While discussing these things I was m*****ing the breast of Sapna in order to arouse her. A hidden idea was forming its nest in my mind to show my naked body to Maya with the intention to attract her to be fucked by me. Sapna disagreed with my proposal to keep the light on while playing the game. Next night having lights on and window open, sleeping on bed I was looking at a magazine having porno pictures. Sapna making the c***dren sleep came to my room and slept near me to see the sexy pictures of the new book.Looking at the big size of a penis in the picture Sapna asked whether that was real or printed by enlargement. I told that size to be real and dicks vary from man to man having different taste. While looking at the sexy pictures I was brushing the pubic hairs of Sapna by raising her saree. I dipped my finger to her love hole and found that it had started to ooze which karşıyaka escort was the impact of the porno pictures.Sapna whispered in my ears to look at the window of the adjacent house. I saw the shade of two heads standing at the window making their room dark and peeping in to our room. I was sure they were Mohapatra and his wife Maya waiting to see the match. I told to Sapna in whisper that Mohapatra is interested to see your bobs with pussy and Maya is eager to see my dick and they both are waiting to see how your pussy eats my dick.Sapna although knew that we were observed by our neighboring couple, she did not press either to put out the lights or to close the window. Resting our heads on one pillow we were looking at the erotic pictures in the porno book. I removed the blouse and saree of Sapna and she also pulled my trouser from my body. We both were sleeping stark naked. Sapna began to handle my dick and I started sucking her breast and caressing her cunt hairs.I told in her ears to close the eyes and imagine me to be Mohapatra. In reply she told me to think her body to be of Maya. My prick became hard and erect. I could feel that the pussy of Sapna was oozing heavily. I couldn’t believe that exhibition of nude body to other couple has the power of generating so much excitement. I allowed Sapna to climb me and sit on my dick. She opened the lips of her cunt and entered my erect dick in to it and started giving strokes. Holding her hanging boobs and raising my heaps I returned the strokes in rhythm.I told her to imagine as if she is eating the prick of Mohapatra in pieces. She was excited to a larger extent and gave more powerful stroke to my pelvic region. After this heavy exercise she became tired and slept flat on the bed. Within no time I slept on her body keeping my mouth on her lips, my chest rubbing her breasts and entering my hard dick on her love hole. Sapna murmured in my ears to treat her as Maya and fuck the pussy so vigorously that she can’t walk smoothly for many days.I was fucking Sapna thinking her to be Maya and Sapna took me as Mohapatra. She was trying again and again to show her nude breast and vagina to Mohapatra who was standing at a small distance in the dark. I also lost no chance to show my erect penis to Maya who must be watching the game. At my last stroke I drained my sperms in the love hole of Sapna and she encircling her legs around my waist and raising her buttock signaled that she had reached the orgasm.Next night when we were going to sleep, we saw that Mohapatra and his wife Maya were chit chatting on their bed with the lights on and window open. Mohapatra was trying to kiss the lips of Maya. But she was shaking her head refusing the action pointing her finger to the open window. Mohapatra wanted to repay the debt incurred by them in last night’s visual. Making our room dark, I and my wife Sapna stood near our window to observe the forthcomings.Mohapatra could see our image and whispered to her wife something. With force he removed rather tore the blouse of his wife. The golden white breasts of Maya jumped out as if freed from the prison. She tried to cover her breasts with both her palms but in vein. He pulled her saree and threw it to a corner. Maya was trying to hide the beautiful parts of her body but it was not possible. There was dense growth of hair on her pubic region. My liking is always more towards hairy pussies than bald pussies.Mohapatra sucked the nipples of Maya again and again and caressed her pubic hairs. At the sight of her fleshy white breast, attractive ass with big mounds and hairy pussy with lofty lips, my prick became rock hard which Sapna standing close to me could feel. She told Maya to be a frigid woman as she by then had not removed the pant of Mohapatra and handled his prick. Sapna could not see the dick of Mohapatra and therefore failed to enjoy the game which was played by Mohapatra only.Suddenly Mohapatra pulled escort karşıyaka his own pant and made himself nude. A semi erect long dick appeared which was nodding the head. I could mark a smile on the face of my wife. Mohapatra by pulling the hand of his wife made it catch his penis and shook it hinting her for handling the same. Maya was constantly marking towards our shades and was making herself sure that their nude action is watched by us.Maya after exhibition of her nude body to another couple became gradually hot. She started to open and close the cover skin of the penis of her huby indirectly intimating me that she is handling my prick. She raised her buttock showing the pussy and shook her chest giving some vibration to her breasts behind which there was her invitation to me to fuck her hard. Mohapatra started finger fucking his wife and knew that her cunt had started oozing indicating the beginning of the match.He made her kneel down and holding her waist inserted his erect penis in her vagina from the back side. While giving strokes the breasts of his wife were swindling in a lovely manner which created a burning sensation in our bodies. Stretching the legs of his wife Mohapatra slept on her and fucked her vigorously. After sometime their game was over and they put out the light. On alternate days we both the couples exhibited our sex play to each other. One day Mohapatra told me to play the swapping game. I asked him whether his wife is willing for it.He told that she is not consenting to the proposal even after much persuasion. From our side I was confident that my wife Sapna will give her consent to the proposal. I have indirectly obtained her answer to it. I told Mohapatra to fix the date for the game leaving the matter of Maya on me. I informed my wife about the proposal who though kept silent expressed her joy through her eyes. Mohapatra told his wife that they have decided to exchange their partner and that night he will go to Sapna and I shall meet Maya.In reply Maya said that she has no objection to allow Mohapatra to sleep with Sapna but she will not allow any outsider to play with her body. Mohapatra told me those things but I simply advised him to play the game with Sapna by putting the light on and opening the window. As scheduled at about 10 p.m. Mohapatra entered our room. I went out silently and our room was bolted from inside. I rushed to the room of Mohapatra and closed the door from inside. Their c***dren were sleeping in main room and in the projected room Maya was sleeping making it dark.But due to the light burning in our room the surrounding was visible. I sat on the corner of the bed on which Maya was sleeping and told that Mohapatra was interested to eat the cunt of Sapna and Sapna was also eager to suck the dick of Mohapatra. I informed that they have already started the game whereas we are sitting here separately. I told Maya that I would not force her to play the game with me. I requested Maya at least to stand near the window to watch their match. With much hesitation Maya rose up from bed and went to the window side.Maya and I stood near the window looking to our room. In our room Mohapatra was talking something to Sapna on the bed with lights on. We could see every bit of action of the game that was going to be played in our room. Mohapatra embraced my wife tightly and pressed her breasts which were inside her blouse. Making her sleep on the bed he rubbed his nose from her face to foot. He gave close kisses to her lips and sucked her chicks with soaring sound. We could see the swelling dick of Mohapatra inside his pant andSapna touched it again and again as if her hand by mistake reached there. He removed her blouse and saree one by one. She was sleeping on her back full naked making her thighs wide apart from the V joint. Her pussy was showing the face from the back of the dense forest grown over her pelvic region. With the help of her legs karşıyaka escort bayan Sapna pushed the elastic pant of Mohapatra down and made him naked. His shaking monster with a great knob jumped out and Sapna instantly arrested it in her grip. Mohapatra was sucking the nipples of Sapna and was caressing her pubic hairs.Sapna was handling the dick of Mohapatra. They slept on 69 positions. He removed her pubic hairs, separated the fleshy lips of the hungry cunt and entered his tongue to her love hole and started licking it. She in return opened the foreskin of his penis with her lovely fingers and started sucking it. I marked at Maya who was standing at the window near me. She was observing the game with full concentration. Mohapatra who was tongue fucking the pussy of my wife slept on the bed and allowed her to sit on him.Sapna making her thighs apart sat on the erect pole of Mohapatra and her pussy completely swallowed his cock. Maya who was observing the game of his hubby with my wife came closer to me and I could feel the pressure of her boobs on my back. Her ice had perhaps started to melt. I placed my hand on her solder and she started shivering. I made her bend on the railings of the window to watch the erotic match of our room and stood at her back.I hugged her from behind by holding her breasts firmly in both my palms. My throbbing dick was pushing the crack between the mounds of her ass. She shook her waist line in such a way that my dick was striking the fleshy curves of her ass. She moved her one hand back to cover her ass hole but rubbed my erect dick. I turned her face to my side and implanted powerful kisses on her lips. By encircling my hands on her butt I brushed her ass mounds with my palms. She was moaning slowly. I concluded that she had agreed to play the same game with me which her hubby was playing with my wife.I lighted the room and holding her body tightly lifted her to the bed. She was sitting on the bed with her head down. I moved around her bed and observed her beauty from all angles. Marking the delay in my action she raised her head and looked at my face. A sign of shy was still on her face. I smiled at her and jumped to the bed. I moved my hands to press her breasts but she resisted by holding my hands. I tried to kiss her lips but she moved her face to other side. I told that if she is not interested for the game then I am leaving and saying so I rose up from the bed.Maya at once caught my hand and dragged me by which I fell on her. I hugged her tightly and placed my mouth on her burning lips. We continued sucking by entering our tongues to each others mouth and exchanged our saliva. I slowly unbuttoned her blouse and suddenly her both ripe melons came out like birds coming out of the nest. Wow! How beautiful were those breasts. Two separate swellings on her chest with snow white skin having peanut of brown color on each of them. I garbed the breasts and sucked the nipples one after another like a hungry c***d.She was making movements on her body like a snake which moves faster out of fear. I slowly made her lie on the bed with her head facing the roof and slept by her side. Sucking her breast in mouth I moved my palm on her body. My hand reached her navel pot and then moved to her thigh joint.The portion of the saree covering her pelvic area was wet. This was the indication that her cunt had cried a lot. My fingers were itching to brush her cunt in order to wipe out the tears. I pulled her saree. She gave a mild resistance, but I succeeded in making her nude. Alas! An angel was lying on the bed. Hairs of her head were s**ttered on the bed encircling her white face like the clouds covering the moon.Her fleshy chick spotted with rose color created the illusion of ripe sweet apple. Her pointed snow white boobs with small brown nipples were appearing like ice covered mountains with a nice valley in between them. The navel pond on her slim belly was very attractive. Both her thighs were looking as the trunks of fleshy banana trees. Her ass mounds which were pressed on the bed were like heap of cheese. On the V joint of the thighs there was a velvet lawn hiding a rose flower with unfolded petals containing full of nectar.

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AlexI had not seen or spoken to Alex for weeks and on impulse I sent him a text to say I was not far away of he fancied a coffee and a catch up. As i drove towards his house i glanced at my phone every few seconds to see if he would reply..I really wanted to see him I was feeling incredibly horny and could already feel my pussy getting wet at the thought of him. “Sure” the text came back…ten minutes later I pulled up on his drive, he was standing at his door waiting for me..”hey baby” he put his arms round me and kissed me hard on the lips before taking my hand, pulling me into the house.I sat on the sofa as he put on some music, we chatted for a while me with my head on his chest, occasionally moving my head up to kiss him softly..the kisses slowly became more passionate, I moved up to sit astride him as he pulled at my top, i took it off over my head and unclasped my bra, leaning forward for him to kiss and lick my nipples, sucking on them, making them rock hard within seconds, i could feel his cock pressing against me and began to slowly grind malatya escort myself on him as he played with my tits and nipples, stopping now and again to kiss. “What do you want” Alex asked me, i told him i wanted his fingers inside me and then his tongue, he moved off the sofa and told me to take off the rest of my clothes, he left the room briefly while i took off my skirt and lay back on the sofa in just a pair of black lacy french knickers.Alex walked back in the room and told me to take my panties off, I told him i wanted him to take them off for me, he stripped off his clothes and lent down to slowly pull my panties down my legs and threw them on the floor, “open your pussy lips for me” i did as he asked, sliding my fingers between my lips to hold them open, he ran his fingers down my lips “mmmm someone is very wet” he slowly slid one finger inside me, then two, sliding them in and out my soaking wet pussy, finding my g spot, rubbing against it over and over, sliding his fingers out and over my clit, my hands slid up to cup my breasts, escort malatya pulling on my nipples as i writhed in ecstacy at his touch…i opened my eyes to see his rock hard cock close to my face, moving my head i licked the tip as i looked up at him and then started to slowly suck on his cock, tasting every inch of him, feeling it hit the back of my throat, I felt myself start to cum, my body tensing, as i started to climax his pre cum dripped into my mouth from his cock, exciting me even more, his hand moved to the back of my head and he started to fuck my mouth hard, making me gag , sliding it in and out my mouth, pushing my head back on to his cock over and over, i pulled my head back to gasp for breath, “I want to fuck you” Alex said, i stood up and turned around, bending over the sofa for him to take me, his cock slid into me “God your cunt is so tight” he started to pound away at my pussy as i moaned loudly, his hand grabbing my hair and pulling my head back as he fucked me harder and harder, his hand slapped at my arse making malatya escort bayan me yelp in pleasure…..i started to cum again, feeling my tight pussy contract around his cock, our bodies glistening with sweat we both lay down on the sofa, he climbed on top of me sliding his cock back in my mouth, telling me to pull up my legs so he could lick my pussy, his tongue circling my clit, his finger sliding in me as i sucked his cock and licked his balls, running my hands over his arse and his legs. By now we were both covered in sweat and sticky with my cum…Alex lay back on the sofa as i sat astride him gently riding his cock, kissing his lips, grinding my pussy slowly, both getting our breath back “Im so hot” i told him “lets go outside then” he said and took my hand and a cushion and led me into the cool night air.Placing the cushion down on the steps of the decking i knelt on all fours and tried to stifle a groan as he entered me again…his hands on my hips as i backed into him, fucking harder and harder, both trying to be quiet incase the neighbours heard us…i bit my lip as i felt him tense up, telling me he was gonna cum, he pulled out as i felt hot spurts of cum up my back..the feeling of his cum on me making my pussy contact again and again as we both collapsed on the decking, breathless.

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Doctor pt2She nodded yes “But I cannot take the really big cocks yet, so that is why I am in training.””When were you castrated?””Immediately after the wedding.” she said. “I’ve never been allowed to fuck my wife. When I proposed to her, she had a black cock in her cunt. She was already black only. On our wedding night, on our honeymoon, she had a gang bang with several black men. I was castrated the next day to ensure I would never even be temped to fuck her.”I was astonished, and said “Wow!” At least I had fucked my own wife before I asked her to start fucking other guys and she turned black only, so I knew what her pussy felt like. This poor girl had never experience her wife’s pussy.I asked “Do you clean cum from her?””Oh yes, all the time,” she smiled.The fact that Piper had been castrated, and the fact that Missy and I had, some time ago, witnessed the castration of two others, made me really worried about my own nuts. I was fearful that at some point, Missy and I would be taken to that same farm where we witnessed the castrations, and get our balls whacked off. Our castrations would probably be witnessed by others. I had to wonder if our wives would do the actual snipping.That prompted me to ask Piper “Where was it that your balls got whacked? You know, where you got neutered?””I don’t know, it was out some place like a farm. I was blindfolded most of the time.”It felt like my balls were searching for high ground and safety, with that answer. But I was very curious about something, and I just had to ask. One of my concerns about getting my balls whacked off was the ability to get hard and to cum. Even though I was not allowed to fuck my own wife, I was still allowed to cum under certain very strict circumstances, and I enjoyed being able to cum, and did not want to give that up. So I asked Piper,”Does your dick ever get hard and do you ever cum?””At times I can get an erection,” she said, “and I am able to cum if my prostate gets stimulated. That only happens if I am lucky enough to get a black cock up my ass. When I cum, it is just a little clear liquid, but it still feels very good.”I nodded, just slightly relieved.But I had to put that out of my mind. If Missy and I and now Piper failed to do our jobs well, I believed it would bring about our castration all the sooner. So we got busy and brought fresh drinks and appetizers out to the living room.Everybody was now naked. The new girl with the long hair was on her knees and sucking hard on a black cock. Pork Chop had his cock deep down my wife’s throat, while Doc continued to slowly pummel Lorna’s pussy with his monstrous cock. Pork Chop pushed his cock all the way down Lorna’s throat. He had a long cock, and I could actually see from the expansion of her throat as the cock sank deeper just how far down his cock was going. He would pull nearly out, allowing her to take a deep breath just before plunging his cock deep down her throat again.My dick had gotten soft when in the kitchen talking about castration urfa escort with Piper, but now, watching Doc’s cock in my wife’s pussy, and Pork Chop’s long black cock pushing through Lorna’s lips and going down her throat, my dick stood at attention again. I was secretly hoping that Pork Chop would cum in her mouth and make a mess. If he got his sperm all over her lips and running down her chin, that would allow me to touch my wife’s lips with my own as I cleaned the cum from her.As I watched, Lorna cupped Pork Chop’s balls with her hand, softly squeezing. Then she ran that hand from his balls to his asshole and massaged his asshole before slipping a couple fingers into his asshole. Never once had she ever done anything even remotely like that to me, way back when I was able to fuck her, before she went black. But I was proud of her for having gotten so sexually liberated.Pork Chop must have really liked my wife’s fingers in his asshole, as he started gyrating his hips as he jacked his cock back and forth down her throat. It was obvious that my wife had become a really good cock sucker. As many black cocks as she has sucked, she had to have learned a lot about it. Most of her boyfriends liked fucking her mouth about as well as fucking her pussy and her ass. To see two cocks in my wife at one time was very nice. Sometimes I got to see all three of her holes filled at once, which was awesome.Lena, her sister, was down on all fours getting dogged hard by Germain. Missy was under Lena, her head under Lena’s pussy, ready to catch any cum that dripped. Germain’s balls were bouncing on Missy’s eyes and nose as he drove his black cock deep into Lena’s pussy. A few times Germain’s cock would accidentally pull out all the way, rubbing against Missy’s lips. Missy would reach up and help guide Germain’s cock back into her wife.I could tell that Germain was about to cum, as his body stiffened, then he started to shiver and pump that pussy extremely hard. As his balls emptied, he slowed down, then rested with his softening cock still inside Missy’s wife. When he pulled his cock all the way out, he allowed his wet cock to rest on Missy’s lips, who licked the cum from his dripping cock head and along his shaft.As soon as Germain backed away, Missy pressed her face to her wife’s pussy, lapping up as much cum as she could. Lena straightened up on her knees to allow more cum to drain from her pussy into Missy’s open mouth. Missy’s tiny dick was hard.Piper and I set the drinks and appetizers down on a coffee table. Everybody seemed too busy to partake at the moment.The door bell chimed, but before I could answer, the door swung wide open. It was a neighbor, a large and very well hung black man and his son. He is a single father who often comes over to fuck my wife. He got to know us when he saw lots of black men coming over to visit, and sometimes saw me leaving the house with a collar and leash, and wearing a little skirt. That obviously got his curiosity. My wife always escort urfa welcomes them. She loves multiple black cocks at a time, and thinks that a father/son combo is especially cool.Ruben, the father, and Terrence, the son, quickly stripped down and joined in. Piper’s wife had just gotten freed up, so Ruben put her over his shoulder and carried her down the hall and into a bedroom. Terrence followed. Ruben laid on the bed and positioned her at his waist, sitting facing him, and slid his cock into her wet pussy. As I watched from the open doorway, Terrance climbed on the bed and pushed her down so her tits were on his father’s chest, then forced his cock into her asshole. Piper’s wife was doing most of the work, moving her hips forward and back massaging the two black cocks with her pussy and ass.Piper came up behind me to watch. I am not allowed to jack myself off, but I am allowed to jack off other feminized or emasculated husbands, and I wanted Piper to enjoy watching her wife getting double penetrated, so I took her dick in my hand and slowly pumped it. While her dick did not get hard, it did swell up some.Terrence started pumping, and doing it harder and harder. At one point his cock slipped out. Terrence started to push it back in, but Piper ran over.”Sir, may I have permission to help put your cock in my wife’s ass?”When Terrence nodded affirmative, Piper took his cock in her hand and guided his black cock into his wife’s asshole.Piper said “Thank you for the honor, Sir.”Terrence didn’t reply.Piper came back and stood beside me in the doorway. I took her dick in my hand again and massaged her.After a few more minutes, Terrence shuddered and came hard, so hard he nearly doubled over the back of Piper’s wife. When he was done pumping his seed into her asshole, he backed out, his cock starting to soften and dripping cum.Piper asked “May I have the honor of cleaning the cum and my wife’s juices from your cock, Sir?”Terrence motioned him over. Piper took his cock in one hand and ran his tongue up and down the wet black shaft, sometimes dipping the cock head into her mouth to suck up cum still dripping.When Terrence pulled away and left the room, Piper buried her face between her wife’s ass cheeks and licked and cleaned cum from in and around her asshole.I heard my name being called, so I scurried into the living room. Doc pointed to the coffee table and frowned. All the drinks and appetizers were gone. Oh oh. I ran into the kitchen, my dick bouncing up and down with each step. I quickly grabbed more beers and wine, and several appetizers and carried them into the living room and set them down.Doc beckoned me over with one finger. As soon as I did, he grabbed my dick and twisted it, hurting like hell. I let out a little bitch yelp. He laughed at my girly cry.Forcing a frown on his face, he said “You better keep up with your duties, buttercup, unless you want to lose your pathetic balls sooner.”As he said that, he squeezed my balls hard. I felt urfa escort bayan vomit start to rise up, but managed to keep it down. Throwing up on Doc would NOT have resulted in something good for me.I smiled, tears at the corner of my eyes, and replied, “Yes, Sir. Sorry, Sir.”I noticed Lorna had cum all around her lips and on her chin, so I quickly leaned over and started cleaning the cum from her. My lips actually got to touch her lips, which made me very happy. I slurped up all the black men’s cum from her chin and lips. Some cum had even dripped down to her gorgeous tits, so I even got to touch my own wife’s tits with my lips and tongue. That made me feel so good, and I was happy. It isn’t every day I get to touch her tits.Doc slapped my naked ass hard, forcing me out of my happy reverie. Now both my dick and my ass were a bit sore. Doc chuckled.Terrence looked like he was recovering, his cock slowly rising, throbbing with each beat of his heart. Lorna likes him a lot, figuring she is his trainer in how to properly fuck a white girl. She got down on all fours and motioned Terrence to mount her from behind, doggy style. I quickly went over to guide his cock into her, which I had done many times before. Once he was in, I took my position beneath her, on my back, ready to catch any dripping cum. I had to be careful, as this position put my dick not that far from accidentally touching my wife. If that happened, I had little doubt my castration would be almost immediate.To keep from getting hard while watching Terrence’s beautiful black cock pummeling my wife’s pussy, I had to concentrate on the prospect of castration. Even so, my dick got half-hard. It was a difficult thing to keep from getting a hard erection while watching my wife’s gorgeous, shaved cunt getting biffed by a young, hard, black tool from behind.My head was just a few inches from her sweet, white snatch. The black pole was starting to drive her into a frenzy, even though I knew she had already had orgasms from other cocks. Her knees got weak, and Terrence had to help hold her up by pulling up and back on her hips. Periodically he would whack her ass a stinging blow, something he had learned from his father.My eyes were glued to Terrence’s cock disappearing from sight deep into my wife’s hungry twat. He would go balls deep, causing me to lose sight of it, as his balls slapped against my eyes and nose as he slammed into her with every hard in-stroke.My wife started to cum, shivering, emanating a black cock whore’s deep, throaty moan. Her knees went totally weak, causing her to partially collapse, and in turn caused Terrence to accidentally pull out just as he was cumming, His cum shot all over my face, in my eyes, on my lips and cheeks and chin.I took his cock in my mouth and cleaned him as well as I could, then pressed my lips to my wife’s pussy to clean her with my tongue. I did a thorough job of this, as I love cleaning her, as it is the only time I ever get to touch her pussy.The party went on for some additional hours, well into the wee hours. I was able to clean not only my wife’s pussy a couple more times, but also had the honor of helping to clean Piper’s wife’s pussy, as well as Lena.My small dick was as hard as a rock.

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