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It started out casually. I think. It seemed that way for a while, at least; just something we did for fun, something that didn’t mean anything, a goof, a lark. A secret for sure but that was nothing different for us, we’d always been close, always told each other things we wouldn’t tell anybody else.

We were best friends. Still are. Have been since junior high. Back then I was pretty much a geek and he was popular but he thought I was funny and I thought he was cool and we wound up hanging out all the time. And we elevated each other as the years went by, I became more popular and came out of my shell and from me he got permission to indulge his intellectual side and show that he was more than just a jock.

We went to college together, sort of by chance but it only cemented our bond. We dated together all throughout college – it never seemed weird, we just ran in the same social circle, a circle in which we were inevitably the locus. We fucked a couple girls together, and that never seemed weird, it was just fun. And, since I’m being honest and everything here, during one of those encounters my hand kinda found his cock and his hand kinda found mine and Lainey, she was the girl we were with, suggested maybe we go a little further so we did and I sucked his and he sucked mine. It was fun and, yeah, hot in a crazy way, and we were all laughing about it and it never changed anything.

We were similar in the fact that college didn’t do much for us. I majored in philosophy of all things and he majored in political science and when we graduated (together) neither of us knew what the hell to do with our lives. So we drifted for a while, living together, waiting tables at the same restaurant.

And then he met somebody and I met somebody and just like that life seemed to get real serious. I wouldn’t say we drifted apart, because we still saw each other all the time, but it was like we needed some distance in order to grow up. We were both in love, more deeply than we’d ever been with anybody else, and in the meantime I started training to be a paramedic and he started training to be a cop.

Then, marriage. We didn’t have a double wedding (haha) but we did get married the same year and he was my best man I was his. Our wives became good friends and, gradually, we reconnected in a way that only two old friends can, having long conversations where we took stock of where we were and how far we’d come. We were both happy, and I kind of loved being a paramedic and he kind of loved being a cop and we both loved our wives and were thinking about kids and all that.

And then gradually things got more complicated, but in a way that only drew us closer. My wife couldn’t get pregnant and it was causing a strain. His wife had a miscarriage. And I think we were both realizing just how carefree and fun our high school and college years really were, and that we might not ever get that back again.

Not that our hangouts were always that heavy. We got into this routine of getting together on Monday nights, cause we both typically had Tuesdays off while our wives worked normal schedules. We’d meet up at the bar, throw a few beers back. If it was more than a few, I’d crash on his couch or he’d crash on mine and his wife would flirt a little with me on her way out the door or vice versa.

And this was one of those times, except we hadn’t had just a few the night before, we’d had a lot. When I woke up the light was right on my face and it was hot and I realized it wasn’t morning light, it was afternoon light.

I groaned, and just a few moments later he groaned from his bedroom down the hall and then we laughed.

“Might’ve overdone it last night,” he said.

“I’ll make breakfast,” I said. So we had a big greasy breakfast, eggs and bacon and buttery toast and orange juice while we watched The Price is Right and joked around with each other. The one thing I’ve always felt around him is comfortable and this morning was no different but maybe it was. Our plates were on the coffee table so we were kicking back and our legs were getting tangled and we just let them rest that way. Not unusual, we’ve always been comfortable with touch, but maybe it felt a little different that morning.

I started this game where we rated the attractiveness of whichever females were bidding to get on the show. So Cebeci Escort even if it was a row with three old ladies in it we’d have to pick which one we’d fuck. Which was cracking both of us up and when he said he’d pick the dude over any of the other prospects and I agreed we really started to lose it.

“I am so fucking horny,” he said, and I concurred, cause a hangover always does that to me. “I tried to fuck my wife this morning but she just pushed me away because, well, look at me,” he said, pulling up his shirt to show a beer belly that was just barely there, and making a face that accentuated his mussed-up bedhead and drunk-haggard face.

“You’ll always be beautiful to me,” I said and he blew me a kiss.

And then for a long time we didn’t talk. Commercials came on. We were just staring at the TV and not looking at each other but our legs were still tangled. And when he finally said “Wanna jack off?” it was such a relief cause I’d been thinking of the same thing.

We hadn’t jacked off together since college but it wasn’t much of a deal to get back into it again. I’d been doing it myself, obviously, the whole time I’d been married and if he hadn’t I would’ve thought something was wrong with him. If I thought about it, and to be honest I never really did, I would’ve assumed that we hadn’t done it together for a while because we never had the time or opportunity. When we’d done it together in middle school, high school, college, we’d been bored out of our minds and horny as all hell and there’d been a bonding aspect to it that maybe we didn’t need anymore, either.

He grabbed his laptop and pulled up some scenes he’d found recently and we started getting into one. We pulled down our underwear at the same time and his cock was rock hard and so was mine and we looked at each other and smiled and I thought “I forgot how fun this is.”

We chatted while we whacked and it was a reminder of old times. And then he said exactly what I’d been thinking earlier – “This is fun, why haven’t we done this lately?” – I said I didn’t know but that we should do it more often.

“Let’s take our time,” he suggested and I loved that. I showed him one of the scenes I’d gotten off to last week and it was just as good as I remembered and I could tell he was into it too. We blew a load, almost at the same time. He grabbed a towel and cleaned us off and then we made more coffee and he said, “You got anything to do today?”

“Not a thing,” I said. And so we plopped back down on the couch and watched more TV and in about an hour I was the one to suggest we jack off again. He nodded, real slow with a sly smile on his face and said “That’s what I’m talkin about.”

And this time we really took it slow. Like slow to the point where it felt like something was going to have to happen just to fill the time because what else did we have to do? I kept thinking about that threesome we had, and it wasn’t the first time I’d thought about it, but finally I mentioned it and asked if he ever thought about it and he said “Duh, it was hot,” and I laughed and agreed.

“It’s not hard to imagine that mouth would feel really good right now,” he said and then it was just like, fuck it, let’s do it again. So I went first and went down on him and it was a little weird at first and then it was pretty hot and then it was like a lot of work. So then he went down on me and god it was good.

We kept it up like that for a while – an hour? two? – just watching porn then TV and switching off giving head and jerking off and then sucking some more. And when he suggested it – “Should we go all the way? Since we’re going this far?” – well, I was kind of shocked at first. Because he was talking about taking it in the ass, and I didn’t think I could do that.

“I don’t think I can do that,” I said.

“Okay but I could,” he said, kind of sheepishly. And I guess I wasn’t totally surprised cause I knew how much he gets off on having things up his ass. He’d always been vocal about it, it was always this challenge to try to get girls to go back there and when he did have girlfriends who’d lick his ass or stick a finger up it it was like winning the jackpot for him. So it didn’t make me think of him any differently but in a way it totally did because I never in a million Kolej Escort years would have made the connection or imagined me sticking something up his ass. Namely, my cock.

But now I was thinking it. And fuck if it didn’t seem like a great idea. But I asked him if he was sure and he said yeah, he was pretty clean back there, he’d had stuff up there as big if not bigger than my cock so why not? If it would feel good for both of us. I kept asking him if he was sure until he started to get annoyed by it and then I stopped fighting it.

He grabbed some lube from the bedroom and we never even considered using condoms cause what would have been the point? Then he just bent over the couch and I lubed up and in a way I couldn’t believe it was happening but in another way it felt like something totally normal, just me and him goofing around and having fun. So I slid it in. I’d done chicks in the ass before so I knew to go slow and everything, let him adjust. And we were still laughing about it as we did it but when I finally did get it in all the way and pull back and thrust in again he gave this little groan, like it felt so good for him. And it felt pretty amazing for me, and that knowledge that we were both getting off big time was the most exciting thing about it.

So I just pounded away, not really caring in the same way that I do when I fuck a girl, like worrying if she’s getting off or if I’m doing it too hard or too soft. I was just doing it to feel good. I got on the couch and he rode me for a while. It was a little weird looking at his face while I fucked him, but then we’d start cutting up again and it was this mixture of seriously getting off but also just fucking around.

He came first. I had him on his back and I was holding up his legs and sliding all the way into him and back out. When I came out I’d hold it on the precipice for a minute just to make him anticipate it then I’d thrust it real hard all the way in. I kept doing that and every time I went inside him his cock would jump up in the air and that made us laugh. Then he started jacking himself real slowly and I just kept doing that, alternating those quick thrusts with a nice slow rhythm and feeling my load build up in my nuts. And somehow I knew it was coming for him too so I just pounded really hard and he shot all the way up to his face. Then I kept going.

“Should I cum inside you?” I said.

“Yeah man, fill ‘er up,” he said. So I did. It felt awesome. Then I took a shower while he made some more coffee. “I’ve never had a load of cum up my ass before,” he said, standing in the kitchen. He had his hand up the back of his bathrobe and was feeling his asshole. And I can’t lie and say I didn’t think of sliding it back in him right then and there. “Hope I don’t get pregnant,” he said.

“Your wife would love that,” I said.

“No shit,” he said, digging his fingers deeper inside him. I don’t know if he was just feeling my load in him or trying to drain it out or what. “Who knows, buddy, we could’ve just figured out how to save our marriages.” I laughed. He took his fingers out of his ass and, as he turned around, I caught him putting them in his mouth and sucking them clean.

***

It was weird talking about it, at first. But not talking about it never seemed like an option. The first thing I asked him was whether he’d told his wife, cause that was just something we hadn’t discussed. The look he gave me told the story right away. “I hope you didn’t,” he said.

“No, no,” I said. As far as I was concerned it was just something between us. It didn’t have anything to do with our wives, at all. I mean, it wasn’t like I was gonna fall in the love with the guy.

I guess that was the hardest thing to wrap my head around. Cause we did love each other, in a way. And it’d always been a little gay, our relationship, but now the gayness levels were in the red. But I didn’t feel like I was gay. Maybe bi? It didn’t feel like that, either.

At any rate, it was a few months before we ever did anything again. In the meantime we’d joke about him taking it up the ass or how we were both faggot cocksuckers – you know, whistling past the graveyard a little. But then we were at a neighborhood barbeque and he was wearing these tight shorts, and I swear I’d never noticed Yenimahalle Escort what a nice ass he had before, not even when I’d fucked it. And, okay, part of it was that my wife was having some health issues and we hadn’t fucked for a week. But he noticed me gawking at his ass and totally called me out on it when we were alone in the kitchen. And my face got all red which just made him ride me harder about it so I grabbed his ass real hard and told him he knew who it belonged to. And just like that we were both panting a little. We laughed it off.

But I wasn’t surprised when he called me the next morning and asked if I wanted to hang out and said, real casually, that his wife was at her mother’s until tomorrow. I swear I had a hard on the entire time I was driving over there. I got there and he was in that same pair of shorts and we just kind of laughed at each other, like “We both know what this is about.”

But it was still awkward. He had the TV on and the laptop was on the coffee table but I was just like, “Want to just go into the bedroom?” When we go there we started stripping down and we were both getting hard as soon as our cocks came out. And it was totally exciting but in another way it was scary how fast it was accelerating. Like “This is it, we’re meeting up just to have sex with each other.”

That was the first time we kissed. And it was totally spontaneous. It felt like something we both decided to do in the moment – like at the same time. “You’re a good kisser,” he said to me.

“I know,” I said. Anything to inject a little levity into the proceedings, even though it was clear that we were both in heat. We sucked each other, first with him on his knees in front of me and then with me on my knees in front of him. And I swear I was so horny I almost came just from jacking myself off while I sucked his cock. Plus it was just the taboo of it, you know? I kept thinking in my head, “I’m a fucking cocksucker.”

That was the first time I ate his ass, too. When he got up on the bed on all fours it just seemed obvious. He had a great ass, all round and firm and tight looking. He moaned like a bitch while I ate him out and it just turned us both on more. He made some joke about farting in my face and I slapped his ass, hard.

It was a quick fuck, that one, all in all. Lubed up and slid myself in. Fucked him doggystyle for a while then flipped him around on his back and fucked him with his legs propped up on my shoulders. I kept looking in his face, examining his features. “This is my friend,” I thought, because it seemed incongruous that we should be like this with each other. But that incongruity just made it hotter. Just like last time, he came jacking himself off and I came in his ass. But we came together this time, and we were making out as we lost our loads.

Afterward we just kind of collapsed next to each other. Then we laughed. “I needed that,” he said.

“Me too,” I said. Then, we had a long talk. About what it meant, if anything. And if we were gay. And we basically concluded that the answer to both of those questions was “No.” But that we’d certainly found a new level to our friendship that had maybe existed there all along. And was a pretty sweet deal, honestly.

After that things ramped up considerably. I think we fucked at least once a week all that summer and into the fall. Once I tried to take his cock in my ass. It hurt too much and we went back to our original arrangement, which we agreed was working perfectly.

I thought about telling my wife numerous times. Once me and him discussed if we could bring it out in the open and tell them. The thinking was, it was just sex. We were still fucking them. In fact my sex life with my wife felt better than ever – I’m not sure if there was a correlation there, but it was the same for him, too. Like being a little wild on the side made us more open to possibilities in the center. My wife and I were doing things we’d never done with each other. We wondered, could they understand it? Accept it? Would they want to join in? Would that even be enjoyable? Maybe they’d want to eat each other out and let us watch…?

Well, that thought was all it took to get us going another round.

Things cooled down over the winter between us, and that felt reassuring. Like, we can still be friends without banging each other any spare moment we get.

It started out casually, like I said. And it still feels casual, which is, I think, what makes it so great. Sex is such a big deal sometimes. But maybe it doesn’t have to be. Maybe it’s like nature. Pollen drifting through the air, with no real destination in mind – just landing where it lands.

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My name is Ed, and I grew up in a small town outside of Montgomery, Alabama. I was fortunate to have a lot of friends, and I married my high school sweetheart, Olivia, who we all call Liv. We went to college in Montgomery, like many of our friends did, and were fortunate to be able to find jobs in our hometown.Liv is a petite, but buxom, lady, only five feet and three and a half inches tall and weighing one hundred and thirty pounds, with 34DD breasts that look huge on her. She’s beautiful too, with blonde hair and blue eyes, looking much like the actress, Elisha Cuthbert, who played the part of a high school girl that Luke Wilson’s character fucked in the movie, ‘Old School’.She has a bubbly personality too, and has always been flirty and outgoing with everyone, including all the boys and men who hit on her. Before we started dating, Liv fucked two of the boys that I’ll be describing below, as well as many other boys, which is why my friends were able to discover that I’m the author of the stories, as I’ll explain. I hate to admit it, but they’re better hung than me, and Liv sometimes teased me about not being as hung as my friends.Discovering Porn and Deciding to Write StoriesLiv and I have a great sex life, even after ten years of marriage and having two children, largely due to her high libido. It always excites me when Liv flirts with the husbands of our friends, and that started me fantasizing about her fucking other men. I think that’s what got me started looking online for porn on my business trips, and that’s how I discovered cuckold stories, and the related stories about bisexual men sucking cocks.I read all the stories I could, but soon became dissatisfied with most of them, either due to lack of good storylines and character development, or with less than inspiring sex scenes. I got the idea that I could write better stories and knew that it would be exciting to see them published on my favorite story site.It was clear from the beginning that I wanted to focus on cuckold stories, with me envisioning myself as the cuckold husbands. I also wanted to expand my writing about the related cock sucking that occurs in cuckold stories, as well as regular bisexual cock sucking stories, since I had some bisexual experiences, with my best friend, Adam, in high school that reinforced my sexually submissive tendencies. I’ll briefly describe my first cock sucking experience, and then tell you about my first stories.How I Began Sucking My Best Friend in High School I know that I’m most attracted to females, both emotionally and sexually, but I also had some bisexual experiences with Adam. We were on a camping trip in the summer before our junior year in high school, after having turned sixteen, and we used his car to go on a camping trip. Adam bought us beer using his fake ID and all the money we could scrounge up, and we found a camp site near the Alabama River.We started drinking as it got dark, and then Adam pulled out some porn magazines that he snuck from his father’s stash in their garage. The more we looked at the explicit pictures, which showed full nudity and genitals, I became fascinated with some of the men’s big cocks and their big, low-hanging balls, in addition to seeing photos of naked women for the first time. He was mostly focused on the women’s tits and pussies.After three beers each we were both drunk, getting horny, and rubbing our cocks, and Adam said, “Damn, Ed, I could sure use some pussy or a blowjob right now, instead of using my hand. Do you mind if I pull it out?”I had seen Adam’s sock cock many times in the showers at school, but after seeing all the men’s meat in the magazine, I was curious what his cock was like on hard. So, I replied, “Shit no, buddy, and I’ll do the same.”In just a fewminutes we both had our pants and underwear off, sitting in the dim light of the battery-powered lantern, and were stroking our cocks. My cock is an average five inches long, cut, and of average thickness, and I was impressed with his uncircumcised, thick, seven-inch-long cock, and egg-sized balls shifting in his long scrotum.I couldn’t help staring at him, and he finally said, “Damn, Ed, you sure are interested in my cock. How would you like to suck it for me?”Thinking it was the beer talking, I replied, “Yeah, right, Adam. I’ve never had any interest in doing that homosexual shit.”He said, “I haven’t either, but my balls are ready to explode. You’ve been looking hard at me, so I think you want to. Maybe I’ll try to suck you too if you try it for me.”I don’t think I’d have done anything if we weren’t drunk, but I finally agreed, and turned around, laying on my side next to him, in a side-by-side sixty-nine position. I tentatively gripped his cock, and I loved the texture of his think meat and foreskin, as he barely touched mine. He was waiting for me to go first, and I took the oozing head of his cock into my mouth and began sucking it. Then he began stroking my cock with his hand, but not sucking it.His cock tasted so good, and I loved sucking it. I pushed my hips towards his face to encourage him to suck me too, and he finally took my cock into his mouth, but he wasn’t really sucking it. After sucking him for maybe five minutes, I sensed that he was breathing harder and his cock was stiffening, and I thought he might be close to ejaculating. I didn’t want to take his cum in my mouth, but as I started to pull away, he rolled over on top of me, and began fucking my mouth.I realized that I liked being under him that way and ‘forced’ to suck his cock, and I didn’t know what to expect when I felt his big cock start to throb and pulse, as his thick cum flooded my mouth. I swallowed his load as he took his mouth off my cock, and was moaning as he said, “Oh fuck, oh shit, that feels so fucking good. This is my first time being sucked off, and I love shooting my cum into your cunt mouth.”He rolled off me, and I asked, “Fuck, man, why didn’t you suck me off too? Shit, buddy, I just sucked you beşevler escort all the way off and swallowed your fucking cock slime.”Adam was pretty subdued after his ejaculation, and he said, “Sorry, buddy, I tried, but I can’t do that gay shit. You seemed to enjoy it though, and you can suck my cock anytime you want to.”That night began a new phase in our friendship, where I was submissive to him, and he used my mouth for his pleasure. Maybe it’s a character flaw, I but I loved being treated that way by him, and I sucked his cock and balls and swallowed his cum whenever he wanted me to. I didn’t think he ever told any of our other friends, who I’ll discuss shortly, and I sucked his cock and swallowed his cum until we graduated from high school. I didn’t suck anyone else’s cock, until the events I’ll describe later in this story.Writing My First Dozen or So Cock Sucking StoriesBack to the main story, I decided that I wanted to remain anonymous, so I used an alias for my last name as author, Montgomery for my home location, different cities and states for story locations, and different names for the characters so no one could identify me or others in the stories. But it was too hard to resist putting in a few factual descriptions, so the stories would be more arousing for me to write and read, thinking it would be my secret about the real people involved, and good whacking material.My first story was pretty much about my experience with Adam on that first camping trip, and then there were progressively more arousing stories, mostly false, where I started to include other friends as characters that I was sucking off.Some are about Gary, a boy one year older than Adam and me. In real life he was always competing with me for Adam’s friendship, and I knew from seeing him in the showers at school that he has a big, uncut cock, and I guessed that it would be eight inches long on hard. The fact that he was my nemesis, made it even more erotic for me to write about him using me for his pleasure.Then there are the brothers, Matthew, one year older than me, and Cooper, one year younger, and I knew, from changing clothes with them to use their pool, and from several camping trips, they have huge, uncircumcised cocks. Matthew, especially, is a cocky know it all, and it was fun to imagine being ‘forced’ to suck him and Cooper off, as he gloated about me being a cock sucker.The last boy is Luke, who everyone calls Pee Wee, for reasons I never understood. He has a thick, uncut, over-nine-inch cock that I saw when he was pissing out in the woods a few times. He’s two years older than me, and it was easy to fantasize about sucking his big cock too.I hope it doesn’t get confusing, since I’ll be referring to my friends by their real names, except when using direct quotes from stories, where I’ll use their fake names. Adam is called Alan, Gary is called George, Matthew is called Mike, Cooper is called Charles, and Luke is called Lawrence. So, the first letters of their real names are the same as their fake names, which should help keep it straight.My stories about Adam and the others, while still mostly false, became more detailed and juicier over time, and I described not only sucking their cocks and eating their cum, but sucking their balls, sucking their perinea and assholes, and even drinking their piss.Evolution to Cuckold StoriesAfter voicing my fantasies in the cock sucking stories, I began to write cuckold stories. They explore themes about all my friends, who I had been fantasizing about sucking off as teenagers, and who are still living in my hometown. I depicted them fucking my wife after we’re in our early thirties, usually with pregnancy-risk or actual impregnation storylines. There are several different scenarios that worked well for that, including having those friends over to watch sports on television, and then having the situations evolve into them gangbanging Liv.The stories that are most emotional, and therefore arousing, for me to write involve Adam bringing Gary, the guy I dislike the most, over to fuck Liv and even demean me in front of her by making me suck their cocks, balls, and assholes, and then eat their cum from her pussy after they fuck her. Those really feed my submissive fantasies, and some of my scenarios are quite involved.I knew before dating Liv in high school, that she briefly dated Adam and Gary, at different times in our junior year, and she admitted that she fucked them. So, I thought it would make an erotic and demeaning story for myself to make up a scenario where they come over to fuck her when I’m not home, and our kids are at school.The Story that Changed EverythingThe story that changed everything began at our fifteenth high school reunion, where Liv and I and all our friends are thirty-two years old, and everyone is there with their wives. It had been a while since we had gotten together, and some of the other wives were getting upset because of the attention Liv was getting from their husbands. As usual, I used fake names and a Georgia location for the story.Liv was dancing with everyone, and both Gary and Adam were taking her to dark corners of the room to dance. I saw them rubbing her tits and ass, and she not only didn’t stop them, but she reached down to rub their cocks.We talked about it when we got home, and she laughed, before saying, “Don’t be so touchy, we were just having fun and reliving some old experiences. It’s flattering that they can’t help getting their big cocks hard for me.”I found out that much more was going on when I came home from my business trip, early in the afternoon, and found them on our bed. They were kissing her and sucking her big tits, before Adam got on his knees by her head and fed my wife his cock, while Gary was fucking her.I watched them from outside our bedroom door while jerking off, and when both inseminated her, and she was screaming with a big orgasm, I shot my load cebeci escort when she screamed out, “Oh fuck, George, breed me with your big cock, and give me your baby!”But before their orgasms, I described listening to some of their conversations, and I couldn’t resist throwing in a couple of true, identifying comments for my benefit. I assumed that none of my friends would ever read those stories, and even if they did, wouldn’t relate those comments to Liv or me.One of the things mentioned, when Gary was finger-fucking Liv, was when she said, “Damn, George, you’re still fingering me well, even with those two fingers missing,”In real life, Gary had gotten two of his fingers blown off in a hunting accident as a teenager.Another thing was when I described the cute, heart-shaped birthmark on Liv’s inner thigh, right next to her pussy, that only her doctor or those who fucked her would know about.Remember that all I had done in real life up to that point was to suck Adam’s cock and balls, and of course swallowed his cum, in our junior and senior years in high school. I hadn’t sucked those other boys or done any of that other nasty stuff. And only Adam and Gary had fucked Liv as far as I knew, before we were married. There were similar clues in all my stories, that would only mean something to me and maybe one or two other people, and it would be hard to relate them to me.I had been living vicariously and getting off on my fantasies, and little could have prepared me for what happened next.The Football Road Trip – On the Way ThereAlabama is the second-most populous US state without a major professional sports league franchise, and we had to settle for enjoying sports on television, except for rare opportunities for road trips to games within driving distance of Montgomery.I got a call from Adam about two months after my reunion cuckold story was published, and he said, “Hey, Ed, the rest of the guys and I are planning to drive to Charlotte for the Panthers game next weekend, and we’d like for you to come. Gary got us endzone seats a couple of months ago, and we’ve rented a suite with connecting bedrooms on either side.”“We’re leaving on Friday after work, to make the six-hour drive and still get in before midnight. We’ll just hang out Saturday and drink, or maybe play golf or something. Gary will be driving us in his Suburban, so we’ll have plenty of room. He’s bringing a big cooler with three cases of beer, so that should keep us lubricated.”It was clear that the ‘rest of the guys’ Adam mentioned are the same group I’ve identified, including Gary, and had been writing about in my stories. Nothing seemed unusual about the invitation, because we had taken similar trips to Nashville and Jacksonville in the past. I had no reason to suspect any shenanigans, since I had not sucked Adam’s cock since high school, and that’s not something we had ever talked about since.”I was really looking forward to getting away with the guys on Friday, and they arranged the seating with Adam and me in the third row, Matthew in the front with Gary, and Cooper and Luke in the middle row. Everyone was in a good mood, and it felt like there was some anticipation in the air that I didn’t fully comprehend until later, with the guys up front looking back at Adam and me more often than normal.We picked up some burgers, fries, and drinks to go about an hour into the drive, and then after another hour it was dark outside. Adam and I had been talking to the others and each other about mundane stuff like our families, jobs, and the game we were going to.Adam’s wife’s name is Susan, and he leaned over and whispered, “Susan and I haven’t been getting along that well for the past few months, and I haven’t been getting laid. How’s it going for you and Liv?”I thought that was a strange thing to bring up out of the blue, but replied, “We’re doing fine, and she’s always ready for sex, even when I’m not. Sorry to hear about your situation, buddy.”He waited for a couple of minutes and whispered even more quietly, “I’m hoping we can hook up with some North Carolina pussy while we’re there, but that’s unlikely with tens of thousands of other swinging cocks looking to get off. But I was thinking. Do you ever think about what you used to do for me in high school? We haven’t talked about it since then, but if you still have a taste for cock meat and cum, I would sure appreciate the help this weekend. I’ll just tell Gary that you and I will be sharing one of the bedrooms.”The car was dark inside, and it appeared that Cooper and Luke were resting their heads on the seat back, and they may have been able to hear us. So, I spoke even more quietly, and lied, saying, “Damn, Adam, that was a long fucking time ago, and I haven’t thought about that since. You’re not serious, are you?”He answered, “Shit yeah. I think about it every time Susan cuts me off, and a lot of times I’ve thought about calling you to help me out. Here, Ed, just rub it for me now, and you’ll see how serious I am. I think it might have grown a little longer and thicker since then. Then, if you think you might like to suck me, we can do it in our room.”I was starting to pick up on a vibe that maybe he was trying a little too hard to convince me to suck his cock, like it was a little too contrived. Or maybe I was just feeling guilty for writing all that porn shit, using the mental images of my friends to explore my perverted fantasies. I also had to wonder if he had seen a glimpse of my computer screen when I was writing a story, before I had a chance to shut it down, and that may have caused him to bring that up after all those years.My first instinct was to just refuse and shut down the conversation. But writing all those stories did influence me, and I realized that was my chance to relive some of the fun I had sucking Adam’s cock in high school.So, I whispered, “Okay, Adam, I guess it couldn’t hurt to see how big it is now.”Adam kolej escort was wearing athletic pants and he quickly pushed them and his underwear down to about midthigh. I reached over with my right hand and gripped his half-hard cock, and it did feel thicker than I remembered. I started stroking his cock, as I turned sideways so I could reach over and fondle his balls with my left hand, which caused me to lean over him a little.His cock got hard in only a few seconds, and as he put his left hand on my back, lightly pushing me to encourage me to go down on him, he whispered, “Oh fuck, this is great, Ed. Go ahead and give it a taste. I know that you’ll still love sucking it.”I glanced towards the front of the car and it didn’t look like any of the guys were looking back at us or paying attention, so I yielded to his pressure, and leaned down to take his thick, precum-oozing cock into my mouth. I loved experiencing the taste and texture of his cock after all those years, and after writing so many stories about sucking him. I knew that he planned on ejaculating in my mouth when he firmly held my head as he slowly thrusted his cock into my mouth.My old submissive feelings were coming back with him taking control that way, and I sucked his cock for only about five minutes before it began to throb and jerk, and I experienced the familiar taste of his semen and sperm. He held me down on his cock for another few minutes, as I continued sucking and swallowing to get every drop of cock cream.He finally let me up, and as he pulled up his pants, he whispered, “Fuck, buddy, that was amazing that you’re still up for doing that after all those years. We’ve got another three and a half hours to go before we get to the hotel, and I’ll be ready for more of that sweet, sucking mouth of yours by the time we get there.”I just smiled as he congratulated me and I was lost in thought about what a great story that would make, secretly sucking off my friend in the back seat, while my other friends were up front. I really like the taste and texture of his cum and was looking forward to sucking him as often as he wanted for the rest of the weekend. I was also trying to figure out why I hadn’t approached Adam over the years to resume being his cock sucker.We joined the others in conversation for the next couple of hours, and then Adam whispered, “You know, Ed, I was just thinking. I remember you being a good writer in high school and know that you write a lot in your job. So, I was wondering if you’ve ever even considered writing porn stories about our experiences back in high school? With the way you get into sucking my cock, I’m sure that you could really get the readers into the experience.”I should have been more suspicious of his question, given the vibes I got earlier, and then having him instigate me sucking his cock. Although, at that point I had no idea what he and the others were planning. So, I lied and said, “Yeah, I thought about it a few times, but I think it would take a lot of time and effort to write good porn stories, and I wouldn’t have that much material to work with. You’re the only guy I’ve ever sucked, so I’d have to make up everything else.”Getting Caught Sucking AdamWe didn’t talk about porn any more for the rest of the trip, and everyone was tired by the time we got to the hotel just a few minutes before midnight. Everyone was getting settled in their rooms, and I was surprised that Gary didn’t argue with Alan about us sharing a room.Adam and I brushed our teeth and got into bed, and he didn’t waste any time, saying, “Come on, Ed, suck on my balls for a few minutes, while I churn up another load for you. You used to love casually sucking one at a time into your mouth and licking and sucking them.”There was enough ambient light streaming through the window from the lighted signs outside, that I clearly saw Adam’s big balls hanging down on the bed as I moved down between his legs. I began sucking and licking them, as well as licking the thick base of his soft cock, and he began squirming and moaning on the bed. After sucking his balls for about ten minutes, he pulled me up, letting me know that he wanted his cock sucked.I was in position between his legs and partially over him as I held onto his torso. His cock quickly hardened, and he slowly rolled us over until he was partially laying on top of me fucking my mouth. He liked that dominant position in high school, where he could fuck my mouth like a cunt. I sucked him that way for about ten minutes, while reaching around to hold him in place by gripping his bare ass, as he began his second ejaculation of the night in my mouth.His cock was throbbing and pulsing, and I continued sucking, when suddenly, the light was switched on and the other guys were standing in the room watching and clapping. Luke was the first to speak and said, “Son of a bitch guys, Adam wasn’t kidding about Ed being his cock sucker in high school, and I’ll bet that he is the one who has written all those stories as Ed from Montgomery. This is going to be a lot of fun.”They saw Adam’s ass flexing as he continued to pump his cum into my mouth, and Matthew said, “Damn, look at that. Adam is feeding Ed his cum right this second, and Ed’s under him slurping it down likes he’s starving. He sure won’t be hungry when all of us get our turns in his cunt mouth.”Adam finally rolled off me as the guys continued clapping, and I was embarrassed being caught like that. Then Gary said, “Come on, cock sucker, tell us the truth. Are you the one who’s been writing cock sucking and cuckold stories as Ed from Montgomery?”I wasn’t ready to admit being the author, especially since I wasn’t sure how they would react, so I lied and asked, “I’ll admit that I did suck Adam’s cock in high school, but what makes you think that I would’ve written any stories about it?”Cooper spoke up and said, “Well, I got a clue when I came across a porn story on a website that has a character, named George, who was fucking a guy, named Ed’s, wife. The narrative mentioned that George had two fingers blown off in a hunting accident, and that Ed’s wife has a little, heart-shaped birthmark down by her pussy. I let Gary know about the story, because of the missing fingers, and he recognized himself in the story, as well as knowing about the birthmark.”

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The room filled with applause as Dylan switched off the widescreen tv. “That, my friends, is us at our best. I’m so proud of all of you.” Napoleon Drake was a triumph. Dylan had been sceptical about the concept of a megalomaniac duck bent on world domination. But Austen Animation was a risk taking company and it didn’t take him long to realise that this show was destined to be a hit. It was goofy enough for kids to love it, and with a darkly satirical sub text for adults. —– The security guard glanced around his screens. Nothing much to see as usual. If he wasn’t signing people in at the front door he was meant to keep an eye on fire escapes and the entrances to each floor. After 6pm the front door was locked and all he had to do was hourly checks of all floors and all external doors. He hated his job. —– Dylan slid the knife through the soft frosting on the duck shaped cake. More applause. There were precious few perks to being the Managing Director of a small animation studio, but days like today were few and far between. He was determined to make the most of it. Napoleon Drake might just secure the company’s future for years to come.. His team was small and tight-knit. Josh the lead animator deserved much of the credit for Napoleon Drake, along with Tom, Carly and Cameron the script writers. All four of them were quaffing the free wine, and deservedly so in Dylan’s opinion. From across the room Dylan caught the eye of Heather, the Production Manager. He raised a glass and smiled. Heather responded in kind. She had made Napoleon Drake happen. If anyone deserved the lion’s share of the credit it was her. Heather had been the one to convince him to invest in the pilot otele gelen escort episode. She had a great eye for a show, and in truth she was too good to be working at Austen Animation, but Dylan wasn’t complaining. Heather walked over to Dylan, and gave him a peck on the cheek. “You have some frosting on your lip.” Heather’s index finger gently swiped the Dylan’s top lip, removing the smudge of frosting. A quick glance around and with a cheeky smirk Heather licked her finger clean. “Waste not, want not”. A wink, and she was off mingling with the rest of the team. In truth, Dylan wasn’t terribly fond of socialising with the team. If Napoleon Drake flopped he would have to let some of them go. He didn’t want to get too close. So after an appropriate amount of time he slipped from the open plan area into his office. —– The security guard smiled as he watched the younger members of the Austen staff leave to carry on their celebrations in the nearest bar. He hated it when people stayed late, and for months now the Austen crowd had been very late workers. It was only 6.15pm. This was going to be a quiet night for once. —– There was a knock at Dylan’s office door. “Come in.” The door opened and Heather’s head poked round. “The party’s moving down the road. Are you coming for one?” Dylan looked at his pc. He was halfway through a game of minesweeper. “I might pop along later, I’m a bit busy with something right now.” Heather ducked back out of the office. “The boss needs help with something. I’ll be along when I’ve sorted him out.” Heather came back into the office and closed the door behind her. She looked balgat escort through its port-hole window. Everyone else had gone. “I figured you needed to unwind a little, so I brought these,” she waved a bottle of wine and two mugs. “It’d be a shame to waste good wine. This isn’t good wine, but nonetheless…” Dylan chuckled, closed his game of minesweeper and switched off his monitor. “A drink would be good, but a shoulder massage would be even better!” Heather walked slowly past the desk and round behind Dylan. Her hands gently squeezing his shoulder muscles. She pushed her breasts lightly against his back. He smelt good. He always wore an after shave that Heather found alluring. “I can certainly feel the tension. You are all tied in knots. What have you been doing?” “It’s more what I haven’t been doing that’s the problem.” Heather leaned close to Dylan’s neck, breathing in the alluring scent. Inadvertently she touched her cheek against him. Dylan turned his head. Their lips almost touched. His eyes flitted from Heather’s lips to her eyes, and back to her lips again. “I…we…could you just look at this spreadsheet?” Dylan needed to regain his composure. As Dylan brought the monitor back to life Heather moved around his chair and stood next to him. “Do you think this income projection is realistic given what that channel paid us last time?” Heather leaned over to look at the monitor more closely. Dylan couldn’t help from leaning back and glancing at her bum, her skirt hugging it tight. Her panty line visible. As Heather shifted to get a closer look at the screen her left leg brushed Dylan’s right. As Dylan leaned in elvankent escort to point out the line on the spreadsheet he was referring to his right hand moved to the small of Heather’s back for balance. “Oi cheeky!” Dylan realised his hand was a little lower than he thought and swiftly drew it away. Heather’s left hand caught it and placed it back on her bum. “I wasn’t complaining. It feels good there.” Heather stepped in front of Dylan, blocking his view of the screen but giving him a fine view of her ass. A fine view that was until she turned and sat across his lap, her left arm slipping around his shoulders. Without thinking Dylan’s hand crept under Heather’s skirt and began slowly stroking her inner thighs. She wiggled in his lap, adjusting her position so that Dylan’s fingers touched her a little higher up. His thumb rubbed the soft fabric covering her pussy. Heather clenched her buttocks, pushing herself up and against Dylan’s fingers. She could feel Dylan’s cock stiffening underneath her, he could feel some dampness seeping through the cotton panties. —– The door to the 4 th floor was unlocked. The guard was not surprised. The Austen crowd were terrible for leaving the place unlocked. As he scanned the open plan office for signs of life he muttered under his breath and fetched out the master key. —– Heather put two fingers inside Dylan’s mouth. He sucked on them as she drew them out. Popping a button on her blouse open she took the glistening fingers and slipped them inside her bra. She pinched first one, and then the other nipple. Both acutely sensitive to the touch and standing proud. She pressed her body to his, and kissed him. She had wanted this for so long. Wanted him. “I want you to fuck me.” “What?” “I said, I want you to fuck me.” Heather’s hand slid across the desk, scattering papers and stationery on to the floor. She rose to her feet, turned around, placed her hands on the desk and leant over. —– The guard was locking the door when a noise from a side office stopped him in his tracks.

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 She stepped into the cross walk in front of me, and then, realizing that I might have the right of way, she quickly took a step back. She was wearing stiletto heels, and an insanely short flower print ensemble that just eluded sex appeal. She had gorgeous stockingless long legs and her black hair was neatly pinned up. It was about nine thirty in the morning in the downtown area of the small town in which I lived. Since I worked in the area and knew most of the shop owners and shop employees, she stood out, especially the way she was so provocatively dressed.I had my driver’s side window rolled down, so I politely waved her across the crosswalk, even though I had a green light. She beamed a bright smile, a half wave of her hand and stepped into the crosswalk. I’m sure she knew my eyes were glued to her as she walked across the bricks and stepped back on the continuation of the sidewalk.I drove off, thinking about the work I had to do, but couldn’t tear myself away from the image that had just passed in front of me. I made the block and quickly parked in an open space, to see if I could figure out where she had gone. beşevler escort If she was a shopper, she was a tad-bit early, as most of the shops didn’t open until ten. I quickly decided she had to be an employee of one of the local shops.I quickly ruled out the furniture store, as the curmudgeon who ran it would never hire someone so beautiful or sexy looking, I ruled out the coffee shop, and the hamburger place. This left me with a small boutique full of antiques and women’s apparel with a tea shop in the back.I stepped into Sharla’s place and glanced around.“I’ll be right with you,” a cheerful voice called out from behind a curtain that separated the back room from the main part of the small store.“I’m looking for Sharla,” I said. I knew Sharla, but only peripherally.A few seconds passed by and my crosswalk gal stepped out from behind the curtain.“How can I help you?” she asked.“I was looking for Sharla,” I said.“She is on vacation,” the fill-in employee replied. “I’m Desiree.”“Oh, OK,” I replied, trying to avoid the obvious attraction I was feeling. cebeci escort Suddenly, an awkwardness filled me as I realized the foolishness of my conquest. I had to find a way out, so I explained that Sharla has set aside an outfit for my wife and that I was wondering how much had been paid on the outfit. It was a boldface lie, but one that I knew would buy me some time and allow me a quick exit.“Let me look and see,” Desiree proffered, opening a drawer by the cash register to rifle though it. I was captivated by her easy-on-the-eyes beauty. I looked to see if perhaps she was married. I watched as she looked though several pieces of paper. Not seeing a wedding band, raised my hopes.“I’m not seeing any paperwork,” she said, “When did you out it on layaway?”“I don’t know,” I replied. “It’s been a while.”She offered to look in the back office and quickly disappeared through the curtain that separated the front portion of the store with the back office.I stepped up to the curtain and silently parted it. The sight of her long sexy legs and cute ass was more kolej escort than I could possibly ignore. She had her back to me and was rifling through paper work on the office desk in the small alcove of the backroom.I stealthily stepped up behind her and gently placed my hand in the small of her back. She quickly looked back over her shoulder at me, obviously startled by my presence.“I love your outfit,” I said.She quickly turned and faced me, flushed and red-faced.“I don’t know that you’re supposed to come back here,” she quickly remarked.My hand rested on her soft waist and I replied,“Probably not, but since Sharla is on vacation, I don’t think she cares.”“I’m not seeing any paperwork,” she replied.“I know,” I replied, as I slowly dropped my hand on to her hip. The room was very small. There was no way either of us could avoid the closeness. “Maybe Sharla has it put away,”“I can keep looking,” Desiree replied. I moved my finger-tips up and down on her side, pinching the material of her ensemble.“Yeah,“ I replied, “Keep looking.”My awkward feeling had given away to lust.“Would you have any idea where I should look?” she asked.I spied a box under the alcove of the desk.“Maybe it’s in there,” I said, nodding at the cardboard box under the desk.“Maybe so,” she replied, turning and bending over to retrieve the box. As she bent over, her very short skirt rode up the back of her well-toned thighs, allowing me a perfect view of her very cute ass.

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We are on the plane together — it’s a red-eye flight and the plane is silent, and all the passengers are asleep. Amazingly, we are alone in our row. You and I are cuddled under two blankets.  At first, we converse and exchange simple small kisses. You nip my lower lip, and I catch my breath. You ask me my thoughts on your last presentation. Whenever I make an astute comment, you kiss me a little deeper, your tongue piercing my mouth and rubbing against me. As you slide your tongue out, I lick and suck, thinking of other parts of you I want lick, touch, and suck…  I ask you questions to further my understanding…  As I ask questions and listen to you, I keep my gaze focused on your eyes… Under the blanket, your hands smooth over my breasts, exciting my nipples. They pebble under my dress. Your hands cup the weight of me; you squeeze eryaman escort and rub your thumbs against the hardened tips. I try to keep my breathing calm, but I can’t stop panting and leaning into your magical hands… It feels so good. You pinch my nipples and I lean into you, my hands clutching your forearms. I feel your muscles flex under my small grasp.  You lean over, mouth close to my ear, and breathe “shhhh” into my ear. I shiver from your warm whisper. I bite my lip as you kiss my neck…over and over again. The sensations are driving me crazy. I can’t focus. You lick my delicate skin and the whorl of my ear, and I writhe. The only reason I don’t collapse into you is because of my rigid grip on your arms.  As you continue to kiss and stroke my neck, your hands tug my dress sincan escort up — oh the wonders of stretchy knits and A-line skirts — you slide it up my knees. You kiss me, and I pant against your mouth, trying to tell you that I won’t be able to keep quiet — that we need to stop or I will come — that we need to stop someone will see — please, we need to be discreet — please, please, please… I no longer know what I am asking for…  You urge me to lift up and you bunch the skirt at my waist. I sit on the seat in my baby pink thong, drenched with my cream. You pull the dress neckline down, so the fabric rests under my breasts, exposing the tight brown nipples. I sigh as you resume stroking and squeezing me…  You slide your hand down my tummy and rest your warm palm against etlik escort my pubis. You push gently against it and it feels so good… You excite me so and seduce me beyond my inhibitions.  Your hand slides further and your fingers move my thong aside. You slide your hand against my core and my cream coats your hand. My eyes shut as you rub my clit. Ungrasping your arm, my hand strokes your cock through your pants. I squeeze it and stroke the outline of its length and girth… I remember the feel of you in my pussy, and my core throbs and squeezes reflexively on its emptiness. I moan. Daddy whispers, “shhh…” I carefully unzip your jeans since Daddy granted my request that he not wear underwear. Your hard, turgid cock thrusts up through the opening, I take hold of it in my hand, lovingly stroking it with my soft grasp…up, down, up, down, squeeze… I touch the tip of your hard-on and rub my fingers through your precum… Opening my eyes, I look at you as I raise my fingers to my mouth and taste your precum. You stroke my clit as I suck my fingers, tasting you…  Lost in the sensation, lost in the taste of you, inhibitions lost, I slide under your blanket.

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“We Shouldn’t.” “I know.” “It’s wrong.” “I Know.” “We could get caught.” “I know.” “We would lose everything.” “I know.” Despite all the solid arguments she was making my hands continued to fondle her large, hanging breasts. They were being covered, rather than supported by the plain purple and black plaid one-piece swimsuit she was wearing. Between responses I buried my face into her black curly hair and continued to bite and nibble on her neck. Between her protests she moaned and gasped. My own swimsuit was doing nothing to conceal my hardness as I pressed into her fleshy, ample bottom. I had been fantasizing about her since the day my wife’s loser brother introduced her. Over the years my feelings had grown more lustful. She was too good for him, with long black curly hair, chocolate colored light brown eyes, the slightest hint of freckles, an adorable dimple, and flawless pale white skin. Her body was slender, yet curvy in all the right places. Her boobs were çankaya escort large, but not overly big and her hips framed an amazing ass. Since we first meeting I had been fantasizing about her. After fifteen years she had changed. With three kids her boobs had gotten bigger, but with each subsequent kid they hung lower. Her belly was soft and plump, but proportionate to the rest of her body. Her thighs were thick and chunky and her ass was big and round. However, none of that changed how I saw her. I always openly flirted with her and over the years the flirting had become more reciprocated. Whenever we were with family it remained innocent and playful, but in the rare instances we were alone it got fairly explicit and flat-out raunchy. And now here we were. My wife’s parents rented a beach house for the family. For three days we spent basically all day playing on the beach and in the ocean. It wasn’t keçiören escort often that I got to see this much of my sister-in-law’s body and it was getting to be more than I could handle. It didn’t help that each time I made an inappropriate comment to her she responded with one of her own. As I played in the ocean with the kids I noticed she got up and walked to the house alone. I quickly threw one of the older kids and headed on shore. “What’s for lunch,” I asked as I walked up. “Amanda just went in to make sandwiches for the kids, then we’ll all go out to lunch,” my mother-in-law responded. “Ok, I’m going to go clean off,” I said hurriedly as I walked past everyone. When I entered the house I went right to the kitchen. There Amanda stood at the counter, looking out onto the beach. As I watched her ass jiggle slightly each time she moved while preparing the sandwiches I got harder and harder. Finally etimesgut escort I couldn’t take it anymore and quietly walked up behind her. “Mmmm, this is a sweet ass,” I said as I placed my hand on her butt. She turned around, startled, “Oh my god, Jim, stop that.” “Well, you know it’s true, and you’ve been flaunting it in front of me for three days.” “I haven’t been flaunting it, we’re at the beach you idiot, what am I supposed to wear?” “Nothing,” I said laughing and reached to her butt again. She playfully slapped my hand away, laughing. “You’re so bad.” “You know you like it,” I joked back to her. “Well, you’re just going to have to look at it, no touching,” she said, turning back to the counter and wiggling it for me. That’s when I moved in closer, “Fine, I’ll keep my hands off.” I thrust my pelvis forward and my hard cock rubbed against the fabric of her swimsuit. She immediately stopped what she was doing and dropped the knife and piece of bread. Instead of protesting or moving away she pressed her bum into me, making my cock poke into her even harder. That’s when I took my cue. I reached around and took her in my arms, grabbing her big, soft breasts. My face nuzzled into her neck. As I kissed and nibbled on her neck while playing with her boobs she just coo’ed and her breathing increased.

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My wife and I were home one weekend enjoying the weather. We were seated outside nude in the shade. Our neighbor Lisa stopped over, and as she stepped around the corner, she immediately apologized. We have had sex with Lisa and her husband Tim several times, but my wife and I started to cover up anyway, as a tall, handsome, older gentleman walked in behind her. My wife and I had all our assets on display and I saw him taking in the sight before him.Once we were somewhat decent, Lisa introduced the man as her father, Ben. She informed us that he would be staying a few days to watch their house and çankaya escort their new dog while they took a trip. My wife and I introduced ourselves and invited Ben over for dinner.That night, we had dinner and learned that Ben was a really nice man. He was dressed in casual linen shorts and a shirt. My wife and I noticed he didn’t appear to have any underwear on. When he walked, we could see what appeared to be a healthy cock loose in his shorts. We finished dinner and Ben left.Once he had gone, and it was dark out, my wife was horny. She keçiören escort yanked my shorts down and swallowed my cock. She sucked me for a while, then I fucked her, and we turned in for the night.The following day, I had some errands to run. When I returned home, I noticed my wife sunbathing. I cleaned up and was about to head outside when I heard her talking. I looked out the window and she was talking to Ben. He only had shorts on, but for a man that had to be nearly seventy, he looked good.I decided to disrobe and walked out onto etimesgut escort the patio. I was semi-hard from looking at Ben and when he noticed me he looked at my cock and stared for a moment. I had made some drinks and offered for him to join us. I told him he should take his shorts off since we both were nude. Ben dropped his shorts and he had a delicious looking cock as tan as the rest of his body. I looked at my wife and she licked her lips.We had several drinks and as the afternoon went on Ben would occasionally fondle that big cock and we watched it sway back and forth when he went to the bathroom.My wife finally asked Ben if he was married and he said Lisa’s mom had passed several years ago. Ben said he has dated but not currently with anyone. Ben finally admitted that he was bicurious, but Lisa did not know. He told us about some attempts to try some cock but he would either chicken out or the person would not be interested.

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After an early morning meeting in a small town office building, I gathered my notes and headed back to my hotel where I quickly and efficiently packed up my belongings and checked out. The man at the service desk was very pleasant and I thanked him for his good service then headed for the car.After checking my GPS I headed out onto the open road that would lead me back to home. It had been a long week and I couldn’t wait to get to my regular comforts. I kicked on the radio, set the cruise control and got on my way.Nearly an hour into my drive, I began to wonder why I didn’t remember putting my credit card away and I began to get worried. Looking around for my purse, I remembered tossing it in the back seat and tried to fumble for it but to no avail. I was sure I put my card away in there but this nagging voice in my head told me I’d better look. I looked up the road for an exit sign but only caught a small rest stop sign. It didn’t matter; I had to check.Pulling into the rest area, I noticed no sign of a store or bathroom or outhouse or anything. I though it was a little odd to have that kind of rest area but I didn’t need any of those things, I only needed to find my credit card. I passed a compact car and pulled over toward the end. There was nothing but trees on my right and highway on my left.The pressure of the air changed drastically and the sounds of the road became loud when I pulled the door handle, opened the car door and stepped out. It was a beautiful morning and quite bright. The air was warm but not hot. I stepped onto the pavement and looked into the back seat of my car but my purse was on the other side so I closed my door and walked around the front of the car.As I rounded the front of the car, I could see the driver of the little compact leaning against his passenger door. I smiled briefly at him as if he knew my ordeal. Opening the rear passenger door, I ducked into the back seat where I could find my purse.I frantically searched through my card carrier and there my card was, right in the front. I was so relieved that I lay my forehead directly on the seat and took a deep breath. Lost in momentary stress reduction, I noticed something out of place directly behind me.Through my legs and upside down was a picture of grass and tress and within that scenery was a colorful shirt that seemed out of place. Upon further focusing eryaman escort of my eyes I realized it was the guy from the compact car slightly hiding himself with a thick tree. I froze momentarily and watched him glance at me then away. He walked slowly toward his car, then he would stop and put his hands in his pockets.The man leaned forward into the tree and I watched him stretch and push against the tree as if he were exercising or readying himself for another long stretch of hi-way but at the same time he continued to look my direction. I was on the edge of being afraid but he seemed to make no movement toward me.My purse was still in my hand so I slowly moved it toward the front, then down and under the rear seat all the while attempting to hide my action. I peeked again but pretended I was looking for something in the back seat. He was visibly staring at me and then quickly turned and walked toward the tree, flailing his arms in what looked to me like a pretend stretch. He was soon completely behind the tree.I twisted a little to attempt to get a better view and then realized how high my skirt was hiked up my backside. “Oh, My God!” I thought. No wonder the guy kept staring as I was probably bearing all to him considering I was only wearing a thong under my tight mini.Just as I reached out to the hem of my skirt to tug it down, I could see the man’s head poking out from the tree but that wasn’t all. I also noticed some movement below that and as naive as I may be, my first thought was they guy was tugging on himself. I pulled my skirt down but he kept looking and then I switched hands and pulled down the other side but he continued to watch me.I focused more on the area below where his head was poking out and I could tell his hand was moving back and forth, slowly and purposefully. I could see a bit of flesh that wasn’t moving also and wondered how he thought he couldn’t be seen. I backed out of the car and stood up, tugging again on my skirt to pull it down further and then I turned toward him but he was nowhere to be found. I assumed the tree had completely hidden the man. I then shut the door and began to walk around the rear of the car.The man, who was nicely built, by the way slowly emerged from behind the tree again throwing his arms up into the air and yawning. sincan escort He began to pick up his pace toward his car.”Excuse me!” I said and apparently startled him. He looked my way and pointed to himself. I began to walk toward him in an angry fashion as I watched him look around. He looked almost scared and I began to wonder if what I had seen was merely in my own head.”Uh..Yes?” he stuttered, walking a little faster toward his car. I didn’t know what I was going to say but quickly came up with an alternative.”Would you happen to have a cigarette?” I said in a less harsh tone. “I seemed to have lost mine.” I mustered up a smile. He slowed his pace and as I got closer to him I realized he was quite an attractive young man.”I do.” he said smiling. “I’ll get you one.” He opened his car door and bent down to reach the console. I could see the outline of his erection in his jeans and believe me it was nothing to laugh about. He emerged with a cigarette in hand and offered it to me. I smiled and took it from him.”Thank you.” I said putting the cigarette into my mouth and smiling again. “Do you have a light?” I asked giggling. He began to smile and then reached for his pocket. My eyes widened as I watched his fingers enter the pocket, pushing aside a very obvious erection. I half smiled as I was almost embarrassed for him but I could feel a tingle in my own crotch and when he handed me the lighter, I took it quickly.That feeling had gone straight to the core of my sexuality and I felt of flood of liquid begin to soak my poor little G-string. I took a deep breath and lit my smoke, quickly handing his lighter back to him. He took the lighter and smiled as I turned back toward my car and began to walk. I turned toward him as I walked.”Thanks again,” I said chuckling. “I’m sure I’ll find them under my seat or something.”I slowly but surely headed for my car and when I arrived I got into the drivers seat, rolled down the window and rested my head against the car seat. I sat there momentarily and could not get the sight of his cock out of my head. I then remembered the moistening of my panties and reached under my skirt. Sure enough, I had soaked them.I checked the rear view mirror and did not see the man anymore but his car was still there and I assumed he was in his car so I stealthily etlik escort removed my panties and tossed them in the back seat and swiped them onto the floor. I looked around again and saw no one around. The man’s car was still there and I wondered what he was doing as I couldn’t see him in his car.I looked over by the tree where I had seen him before and there he was, pretending once again to not be watching me. I chuckled to myself then contemplated a little tease.Opening the car door, I stepped out again and walked around to the passenger side rear door and pulled it open. Again I bent over and set my hands on the seat of the car and began to fish around for something. Placing my chest upon the seat I began to pretend I was looking under the driver side seat and I could feel my skirt hiking up but I did nothing about it.I lifted myself up a little so I could see if the man was still by the tree and he was definitely watching me like a hawk. With no way to tell if he was handling himself I quickly set my hand on my ass and twisted a little further so that I was able to see better but as soon as I looked, he looked right at me.Quickly, I went back to pretending I was hunting for something and I could tell he was trying to hide himself, too. A moment or two went by and I pushed my ass up into the air, arching my back to get further under the seat. The air and sound around me began to change and I could feel him approaching my car. I never thought the man would be so bold but I thought that maybe I was wrong. Another moment went by and I could definitely feel him behind me, yet still several feet from the car. I could feel a breeze against my ass and undercarriage and knew this guy was getting the show of his life.”Everything okay?” I heard his deep voice behind me and perked up to look at him, still pointing my ass out of the back of the car and directly at him. Smiling at him over my arched back I assured him I was alright.”Just fine, thank you.” I said cheerfully. “I think my cigarettes are just under the seat here.” I put my right foot up on the floor of the car to get a longer reach under the seat and I could feel my lips practically peel apart as the breeze brushed across them.”Do you, uh, need a hand?” he asked hesitantly. I shifted my weight again and backed up slightly, nearly bumping against him.”I could use a couple of longer fingers.” I said giggling, realizing how that sounded with my pussy right in front of him and then he began to stutter as I turned toward him and saw him looking directly at my backside.”I uh, I’ll come around.” he said slightly shaking his head as if he couldn’t believe what he was seeing.”No, no, no.” I quickly quipped.

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The realization of my mistake was two-fold. For one thing, paying the hooker took almost all my actual cash, and secondly I had not fulfilled my promise to Carol to pick up her sister, Karen to have sex with her. I quickly dressed and went back to the bar. It was much busier but I did manage to find Karen dressed in a black blouse and a very short black skirt. She was sitting at the bar talking to another woman. I settled onto the stool next to the unidentified woman and ordered a drink, loud enough so that both women would hear me. Their conversation lasted but a minute and the unknown woman walked out of the bar. I found myself back in position to perform my task. I smiled at her and she caught me looking at her almost naked thighs. “So, you’re a leg man, rus escort right?” she asked with a confident grin. “Yeah,” I answered boldly, “I like where they lead to.” She laughed out loud and I moved to the stool right next to her. I introduced myself and she told me her name. For the next fifteen minutes we had the usual “Where are you from?” And “What do you do?” type conversation, which was nothing more than a prerequisite for our real reason to talk. When I asked her to come to my hotel room and get better acquainted, she actually paused so long I thought she would turn me down. But she finally agreed, albeit noticeably reluctantly, and we left the bar and went to the hotel. Once we were in the room, yenimahalle escort she immediately noticed the rumpled bed covers. “I had a rough day and I took a little nap earlier,” I lied, but she seemed to accept it. I could sense her discomfort so I asked her, ‘You seem uncomfortable or unsure of coming here with me, is there a problem?” She seemed to relax as she explained. “I’m fine. Don’t get me wrong, I like some things about sex with a guy but I usually only have it with other women.” “Really?” I asked, astonished. At that point, I wondered if Carol knew that her sister was a lesbian. “Yes,” she answered, unashamed. “But my friends, co-workers and family don’t know it. I like giving and receiving oral sex but it’s better with women than with men.” “Then why did you come here with me?” I asked. “The only thing I like with a guy is jerking him off. I like the feel of his warm cum on my fingers as it oozes and squirts out of his cock,” she admitted. “I figured you would want to fuck me but that there might be a possibility of jerking you off right before you come inside me.” “Since we’re being honest here, let me tell you something,” I said. “I happen to prefer giving a woman oral sex before fucking to make sure she has at least one orgasm. After that, I don’t care how I come. So why don’t we both enjoy ourselves; you let me lick you to orgasm and then you can jerk me off?” I offered. She beamed her approval even before saying anything and we took the clue and undressed rapidly. We kissed and groped like excited teenagers for a few minutes and then I started. I made her stand with her legs spread wide and I sat under her, licking her and using my fingers until she fisted her hands in my hair.

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More than a Lodger…Part 8Laura was in bed reading her latest novel. She was lying on her stomach when Jerry entered the room after he said goodnight to Tom.Laura was naked and lying on top of the clothes.“Arse or pussy?” he asked.“Whatever you prefer,” replied Laura, “but be quick, I‘m tired and have a long day tomorrow.”It was all the affirmation that Jerry needed. He looked at her wonderful body and thought how lucky he was. He stripped off and entered the bathroom. Laura placed her book on the bedside cabinet and wondered which hole Jerry would choose. Secretly she hoped it was her arse, it would be a lot quicker, she thought.Jerry emerged from the bathroom and opened Laura’s legs wide. He slipped on top of her and kissed her neck and shoulders as his cock nestled in between her thighs and up against her pussy.Laura sighed and wiggled her arse as much as she could with Jerry lying on top of her. He pumped his arse once or twice to make his cock slide into her but without much success. It was Laura that reached under her body and guided his cock into her pussy.Jerry slipped his cock all the way into her and raised himself on his outstretched arms. He pulled his arse backwards and then he thrust into her again as he pushed forward. Laura just lay on her stomach, her hands folded under her chin as he fucked her gently.Jerry gave a few short sharp thrusts as he wiggled his cock deeper into her and Laura responded by raising her upper body slightly form the bed. She started to push backwards against his thrusts as she felt more of his cock hit the rus escort right spot inside her.Laura loved a good deep fuck, like the one she was receiving right then and she started to respond with more urgency as she felt her insides tingle with the expectation that his cock head would be erupting inside her and soaking her insides with his hot, juicy, spunk.Jerry then sat upright, his cock still buried in Laura’s pussy. Jerry slid his bum to and fro on Laura’s thighs as his cock entered and left her pussy. It was not the same urgency as she needed, but it was nice and slow and it felt wonderful, she thought.Laura then felt a thumb on her anus. It stroked and tickled her and she sighed and let her head fall towards the bed as she savoured the sensations. Jerry pushed his thumb forward and it slipped right inside her in one easy go. Laura sighed.“You’ve oiled it,” she said over her shoulder as she looked at Jerry, smiling.He nodded as he smiled at her. Then he continued to fuck his cock into her gently as he thumb fucked her arse with the same motions. Laura loved it. She always marvelled at the sensations an intrusion, any intrusion, gave to her arse. As she was fucked, she thought of Jenny and what she could do with a pretend cock, when that was buried in her arse. Then she thought of how the first time Tom and Jerry double fucked her. She giggled out loud.“What are you laughing at,” said Jerry.“Nothing,” she replied. She desperately tried to stop herself from giggling at the thought of the cartoon yenimahalle escort duo. When she got it under control, Laura was horny. Too horny now for a quiet and gentle fuck.“Jerry, get off, please?” she asked.Jerry was concerned that Laura may have had cramp, or worse, that he had done something wrong, but he got off Laura as quickly as he could.Laura got off the bed and stood up beside him. “Need more than this,” she said as she grabbed his cock. “Come with me.”After Tom had said goodnight to Jerry he simply crawled into bed. He was actually looking forward to a good night’s sleep. If truth be told, every night of his stay in the household, something sexy had happened. Either a quick feel of a tit, or squeeze of a bum or something. It wasn’t always sex, but it was suggestive and flirty. On the occasional nights, it was full on sex, but mostly that was only two maybe three times a week. Tom slumbered into sleep as his thoughts replayed some of the more exciting times.The knock on his door woke Tom with a start.“What!, what is it?” he shouted.The door opened and Laura popped her head around it. “It‘s an emergency Tom, wake up!” she urged.Tom shot up on the bed, his back against the headboard, “what emergency?” he asked confused as Laura and then Jerry entered the room.“I need two cocks,” she said, “I have one in my hand already, but I really need two.”Tom let his shoulders slump downwards as he realised there was no real emergency, just a fucking hot and horny woman that needed cock.“You bugger!” He smiled at her.Laura smiled back.“I need two cocks…hun, you up for it?” she asked politely, with puppy dog pleading eyes.Tom could hardly refuse, in fact he wouldn’t even have considered refusing even if he was completely knackered.Tom slipped out of the covers. “Go for it Laura…” he said as he pointed to his cock.Laura slipped onto the bed and started to suck his cock to hardness. She loved the sensations of a growing cock in her mouth, and Tom loved watching his grow inside Laura’s mouth as much as anything else. Tom saw Jerry disappear for a brief moment as he watched her suck his cock.It had taken about thirty seconds and Tom’s cock was fully erect. Jerry re-appeared and climbed onto the bed. His hand went to Laura’s pussy first as he started to caress and fondle her. Jerry then slipped his fingers into her, pushing them in and out of her sopping wet pussy in unison to her sinking her head down on Tom’s cock. Then he shifted his fingers to her arse and inserted one, then two and finally three fingers into her.Laura moaned and groaned at the insertion. When she said arse or pussy earlier she hadn’t bargained on a little of both.Jerry removed his hand as Laura knelt up on the bed and straddled Tom’s thighs. As she did so she slowly lowered her breasts to Tom’s waiting mouth. She knew how much he loved to suck on her tits and she loved it just as much.Tom circled her nipple with his mouth and tongue as his other hand lifted to feel the weight of her other breast as it dangled in front of him. Tom sucked on her nipple as Laura wiggled her breasts from side to side. Then Tom performed his favourite act. He cupped both her breasts in his hands and twisted them so that her nipples were together.Laura smiled at him as he lifted his head and sucked both her nipples into his mouth.

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