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This is a stroke story. It’s ridiculous and unrealistic. No one is worried about STDs, sizes are exaggerated, everyone is bi (or at least the women are) and people can fuck for hours without chafing.

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My most recent conquest, a dancer named Alyssa, was kneeling in front of me on the floor. She was naked; I had managed to keep on my shoes, which (in retrospect) looked a bit ridiculous. Alyssa’s face thoroughly drenched in my cum. Streaks of thick white sperm were all over her face and ran up into her dark hair. Her eyes were sealed shut by small pools of it. Where it could be seen, her pale skin was flushed with pleasure and exertion. She was breathing heavily, making her small, perky breasts rise and fall. I had just fucked her through multiple screaming, squirting orgasms, so my stomach and thighs were shiny with her juices. I was still erect, despite the fact that I had just left more spunk than a normal man could produce in a week all over my fuck-partner. Alyssa had just finished asking if I could give her another load, and I was making plans to do just that.

It was not the best time for someone to announce their presence.

When the other woman spoke, we both jumped. Alyssa let out a brief, sharp shriek before clapping her hands over her mouth, and I nearly slipped on the abundant cunt-juice splashed around the floor from our earlier endeavors. When the initial panic subsided, I took a look at the speaker.

The newcomer was a stranger to me. I had seen her around campus before, but I didn’t know her. She was blonde, tanned and tall, and built like the proverbial brick shithouse. Her hair was cut short, about chin-length. She had enough muscle to convey strength without precluding feminine curves. She was well-endowed, but her yellow sports bra kept things down and made it hard to tell just how big her breasts were. She was also wearing a pair of matching yellow bike shorts that looked to be painted on. All in all, if she put on a white spandex suit, she’d have been a dead ringer for Power Girl. She was leaning up against the wall by the door. Somehow, she had managed to get her fingers under the waistband of the shorts without cutting off circulation, and was visibly and vigorously rubbing herself.

“Who the fuck are you?” I asked.

She just smiled at me and batted her eyelashes. She slipped her fingers out of her pants; they came away glistening with moisture. Then she sashayed over to Alyssa and me, her hips swaying hypnotically as she walked. Alyssa had just managed to wipe away enough of my spunk to let her open her eyes. When she did, she gasped. “Melanie!”

The blonde arched one eyebrow. “You know, Lyss, if I had a stud like this I wouldn’t hide him from you. I’d have told you all about him and let you take him for a ride,” she replied. “And now, if you don’t want me to tell everyone about your little fuckfest, you’re going to let me have a shot at Mr. Big here.”

“Excuse me,” I interjected. “Don’t I get a say in this?”

Melanie gave a little laugh. “Oh please. Like you’re going to pass up a chance to nail two sexy roommates back to back.” Now I knew who she was. Alyssa had told me about her roommate Melanie; apparently, she was a bit of a slut. She worked as a personal trainer to earn extra cash, and from what Alyssa told me most of her business was from men who just wanted to ogle her. I couldn’t blame them; she was definitely worth an ogle.

Melanie pushed Alyssa aside gently and knelt down next to her. She licked her wet fingers and made a little sound of pleasure. “I was watching you fuck her for a while. I saw her squirt her juices all over you. I wonder if they’re as delicious as mine.” Then she grabbed me cock and started to lick up and down my shaft. “Mmmmm, they’re very tasty.” She moved her head close to my body and licked at my stomach and balls as well, cleaning up the remnants of Alyssa’s explosive orgasms. Alyssa, for her part, had managed to get herself cleaned up a bit, using her fingers to shovel my cum into her mouth. I don’t know if she realized that’s was she was doing; it seemed to me that Alyssa wanted to get clean and didn’t truly realize that she was doing so by scraping my spunk off her face and swallowing it. Melanie stopped licking me and turned to her roommate. “Save some of that for me.”

She reached over and gently took hold of Alyssa’s hair, using it to tilt her head back slightly. Then she extended her tongue and gave Alyssa’s cheek a long lick. “You were right, Lyss. His cum really is delicious.” She kept going, lapping away at the streaks and pools of cum left on Alyssa’s face, planting light kisses as she went. Alyssa’s mouth was slightly open and her eyes were wide during this. Her lower lip trembled slightly whenever Melanie’s questing tongue got near it. She had recovered a bit from our furious fucking, but I heard her breath quicken as Melanie kissed and licked her face.

Before long, Melanie got the last of the cum from Alyssa’s face, sucking it up with a slurp. Then she took Alyssa’s chin and tilted her head back completely. Melanie positioned her face over Alyssa’s, lining up their mouths. With a slight smirk, she opened her mouth, letting my cum and her spit drool over her teeth and illegal bahis lips and down into Alyssa’s mouth. Then she closed the distance between them, locking lips with her in a passionate kiss. When the kiss end, both girls were flushed; their pupils were dilated, and I could practically smell their arousal.

Melanie looked up at me. “Here’s how it’s going to go. I’ve always wanted this little bitch to eat me out, so she’s going to do that while I suck on that magnificent cock. Then you’re going to fuck me. You’re going to bury yourself in me when you cum and then we’re both going to enjoy watching as this one cleans me out with her tongue. Capiche?”

Try as I might, I could see absolutely nothing to dislike about this plan, so I simply nodded in assent. Alyssa still seemed to be a bit dazed, but she nodded as well, hesitantly. Melanie recognized our approval and gave me a sultry smile. We locked gazes. Melanie grabbed my cock firmly and started to stroke it. Without stopping or looking away, she said “Lyss, lay down so I can ride your face. Have you ever been with another woman?” Alyssa shook her head a bit shyly. It was amazing how different she was acting now that her roommate was on the scene—the assertive, confident woman I had been fucking had vanished, replaced by a docile little bunny.

I didn’t have much time to ponder this mystery. Melanie’s other hand was still tangled in Alyssa’s hair, and she used it to pull Alyssa to the ground in a single slow but fluid motion. “Just relax,” she said, “and remember that you know what to do. If it feels good when a boy does it to you, it’ll feel good when you do it to me. And if you’re no good at it now I’m sure you’ll have plenty of chances to practice back in the dorm.” Then she let go of Alyssa’s hair and stood up, all the while maintaining her steady stroke with her other hand. She peeled off her bike shorts, wiggling her hips as she did, revealing a lovely pussy, shaved mostly bare except for a small tuft of blonde hair at the top. She let the bike shorts drop to the floor and stepped out of them, standing above Alyssa with her legs spread. Then she lowered herself gently back to the ground. She ended up on her knees, with one leg on either side of Alyssa’s head. “Ready?” she asked. I saw Alyssa’s throat move as she gulped, and she nodded. Then Melanie sat down on her heels, dropping her pussy directly on to Alyssa’s open mouth. “Then start eating while I show this stud how a real woman sucks dick.”

That brought out something in Alyssa. Most of her face was hidden by Melanie’s twat, but I saw her eyes narrow and her cheeks flush. Alyssa practically attacked Melanie’s cunt. I heard wet sounds coming from between Melanie’s legs, but I couldn’t see exactly what she was doing. Melanie seemed to like it, though; before long, she was moving her hips, grinding herself against Alyssa’s face, brushing her engorged clit against Alyssa’s nose. At the same time, she started to make good on her claims of dick-sucking prowess.

Melanie seemed to want to take her time. She didn’t throw herself into it full force like Alyssa did, and she didn’t have Dr Carrington’s desperate need to please. Instead, she was confident and playful. She stroked me slowly as she handled my cock, moving it around to view it from different angles. She would draw in close, close enough for me to feel her hot breath, and then retreat. She gave it long licks, capped off with a moment of sucking, then backed off. She nuzzled against my hanging balls, taking first one and then the other plum-sized orb into her mouth and polishing it with her tongue. Her moans of pleasure from Alyssa’s efforts between her thighs added some pleasant vibrations to the experience.

After what felt like an eternity of teasing (but, in fairness, was probably more like five minutes), Melanie stopped playing with me. She opened her mouth wide and swallowed up my prick head. Here, her confidence proved to be misplaced. She was barely able to take a third of my length before I hit the back of her throat, and unlike Alyssa and Dr. Carrington Melanie couldn’t (yet) suppress her gag reflex.. I saw her eyes widen in surprised as she tried to take me on, but she didn’t get far. But she kept on trying. She knew what she was doing with her tongue; she used the tip to stimulate the sensitive spot just under the head, and gave long slow licks to those parts she could reach. Her hands kept up their stroking action, and she added a little twist of the wrist to each stroke. It was a good effort, but it didn’t live up to the hype. Still, a blowjob is a blowjob, so I didn’t stop it.

Soon enough, though, her efforts started to falter as Alyssa got to her. She stopped completely several times, closing her eyes and shaking as a wave of pleasure ran through her. After a few minutes, she pulled herself off my cock and leaned against me. Her eyes were squeezed shut, and she seemed to be trying to restrain herself. But then the dam broke. “Oh, god, you little bitch. You’re making me cum.” Her voice was a bit thick, as if she had to fight to say those words. I heard her inhale sharply and hold it. She grabbed Alyssa’s head in both hands and started grinding madly against her. When it was over, she let out her breath illegal bahis siteleri in a long, shuddering exhalation. She was still quivering, eyes closed, and she just melted. Melanie slumped bonelessly against me.

Alyssa slid out from under her and sat up. She grabbed her roommate’s hair and pulled her head back. Alyssa’s lips and chin glistened with Melanie’s juices. She put her lips close to Melanie’s ear and whispered, “What was that you said about real women? ” When Melanie opened her mouth to answer, Alyssa pounced and cut her off with a passionate kiss.

Melanie returned the kiss, hungrily tasting her own juices from Alyssa’s face. I watched them make out for a while. They got into it; I don’t think my pheromones had anything to do with their lust.

Well, maybe it had something to do with it.

In any case, once the kiss started it was like I wasn’t in the room at all. Alyssa’s hands ran up and down Melanie’s tanned, firm body, squeezing her ass and caressing her tits. Melanie’s nipples stood out through the yellow fabric of her sports bra, and Alyssa tweaked them lightly. Melanie, for her part, kissed her way down Alyssa’s neck to the hollow of her throat, then dropped her head down to suck on Alyssa’s small, pink nipples. Melanie ground her slick cunt against Alyssa’s firm thigh, while Alyssa toyed with Melanie’s asshole, circling that tight pucker and occasionally pushing a finger in experimentally.

Meanwhile, I was literally standing there with my dick in my hand. I cleared my throat and tapped it against the girls’ heads. That broke them out of their erotic reverie and brought their attention back to me. Melanie and Alyssa both stared at my cock for a moment as if they were both seeing it for the first time. I took my hand off and let it bob in the air between them, gently bouncing up and down in time with my heartbeat. In unison, both girls smiled. Alyssa looked up at me and said, “Awwww, are you feeling left out?”

Melanie spoke up as well. “I’d say we should suck it some more, but that might be too much for it. I can’t imagine there’s much juice left in those tanks, and I want to get fucked.”

I shuffled forward, resting my shaft on Melanie’s head and pressing her face up to my balls. “Do you really think I’m running on empty?” Melanie nuzzled against my hanging sack, opening her mouth and taking one of my balls into her mouth. Alyssa joined her, first kissing and then practically inhaling the other giant sphere. Both girls grabbed hold of my shaft as they worshipped my balls, stroking it gently.

Melanie released her suction with a pop and said, “Mmmm, honey, it feels like you’ve been backed up for a month. But I saw Lyss get you off, and no man could cum that much and still be ready.”

“I had already swallowed his nut once, and he busted in my pussy too. That was his third,” said Alyssa. Melanie’s jaw dropped.

“Actually, that was my fourth,” I interjected I’ve been fucking Dr. Carrington and she stroked me off into her coffee mug this morning.” Now both girls gaped (presaging the future, I thought). “And I promise that I can fuck both of you as much as you like. In fact, neither of you are leaving until you’re both dripping cum from every hole.”

“Well then,” said Alyssa, “you’d better get started. I can feel your seed dripping out of my pussy, but you’ve got five more holes to fill up.”

I grabbed both girls by the hair and brought their faces up to my cock. “We’ll start by finishing off that blowjob. That should take the edge off so I can get serious about fucking you.” I let them go and paused for a moment while I adopted a military at-ease position. “Well, ladies? I think I gave you instructions. Get to it.”

Alyssa and Melanie sprung into action. They opened their mouths as if they were going to start kissing again, but this time my erect shaft was in the way. They lavished attention on me, kissing and licking the sides of my cock. Melanie moved back to my balls, opening wide to take in one of the massive orbs. Alyssa repositioned herself so she was kneeling in front of me and started stroking my shaft with both hands while Melanie did her part below. “Does it feel good? Do you like having two sluts worshiping your massive cock?”

I did, and said so. Alyssa put her mouth back to work, stimulating my cockhead with her lips and tongue while Melanie continued to service my balls. I let them go—no sense messing with a good thing. After a few minutes, they switched places. Melanie hadn’t miraculously improved her deepthroating skills, but she started using her hands to lavish attention on the parts she couldn’t fit in her mouth. Alyssa would dart in to kiss and lick those parts that Melanie missed, mainly down at the root. Then Alyssa took Melanie’s place again, and Melanie backed off. She stood up and pulled off her sports bra, exposing her enormous tits. They were at least double-Ds, and they might have been bigger. They certainly looked fantastic on her slim frame. They were just as tan as the rest of her, and they were tipped with lovely reddish-brown nipples. There wasn’t a hint of sag in them, and they stood out proudly on her chest.

Alyssa continued to suck me off, and Melanie stood behind her. canlı bahis siteleri She put her arms around my neck and pulled my face down to her chest. I wrapped my arms around her waist and started feasting on her tits. I sucked first on her right nipple, then her left, tracing out small circles around them with my tongue. I kissed the top of each breast and the delightful crevice between them. She let go of my neck and pushed her tits together around my face, smothering me in soft warm flesh. Then I moved up and kissed her. She pressed herself against me as I did, inadvertently forcing Alyssa further down my shaft and causing her to gag.

I broke the kiss first and pulled Alyssa to her feet as well. Both women moved in close to me, Alyssa on my left and Melanie on my right. “Tits like these,” I said, squeezing one of Melanie’s breasts as I spoke, “were made for fucking. So lay down on those mats.”

Alyssa let out a small whine. “What will I do while you’re fucking her tits?”

“Don’t be greedy. You’ve had some time alone with me already. For now, you’ll just have to watch and get yourself off.”

Melanie went over to the stack of gym mats that I had been using to fuck Alyssa earlier. She laid down on her back, with her calves hanging down off the edge. There was a short, sharp intake of breath from Alyssa, as if she had just got an idea. She practically skipped over to the mats and hopped on top of them. She sat down cross-legged by Melanie’s head. Melanie lifted her head and shoulders off the mat and Alyssa slid forward, so Melanie ended up with her head in Alyssa’s lap. Then Alyssa reached forward and started playing with Melanie’s breasts, running her hands along their sides and pushing them together. “See?” she said. “I can help!”

I climbed onto the mats and straddled Melanie’s torso. I laid my cock down in her cleaves and gestured to Alyssa. Alyssa wrapped Melanie’s big, soft tits around my shaft. Melanie was blessed with an ample rack, but even so she had trouble covering my colossal weapon. My head stuck up out of her cleavage and pressed against her chin. Melanie interlaced her fingers together over my cock. I started to thrust—slowly at first, but building up speed as I got into a rhythm. My cockhead occasionally tapped against her lower jaw

“You just let us get you off,” Alyssa said. “Think of how good it will be to unload those giant balls of yours.”

Melanie spoke up as well. “God, I can feel your pulse through your cock. Oooh, and it’s speeding up—you must like this!” And indeed I did.

Both girls spit on Melanie’s chest a few times to help lubricate my path, and I assisted by adding some spit of my own. “Oh, yes,” Melanie moaned. “Spit on me. Show me what I’m worth.” I am a gentleman, so I obliged the lady, sending a few more wads of spit showering down on her face and tits. Melanie moaned as I did, and Alyssa took advantage of the opening to grab her hair and force her head up so that my cockhead entered Melanie’s open mouth on an upstroke. Melanie immediately got the idea and started swirling her tongue around it, adding to my stimulation.

An involuntary moan escaped my throat. “Why, you little slut. You’ve done this before, haven’t you?” asked Alyssa. Melanie simply smiled a bit in reply, although with her lips distended by my rod it was hard to see. I started to move faster, giving her deeper and more powerful strokes, and Melanie managed to pull her head from my cock to look me in the eye.

“Men always want to fuck my tits, but you’re the first man big enough to get head and a titfuck at once. The first man who can use me the way I was meant to be used.” And with that she dove her head back onto my cock, sucking powerfully while still using her breasts, now lubricated with spit and my copious precum, to stimulate my shaft.

I could feel my balls drawing up close to my body in preparation for my next orgasm. With a pop, Melanie removed her mouth from my cock as she used her tits to finish me off. “Cum for her, stud. Decorate her fucking slutty body with your seed,” hissed Alyssa. I felt my balls start to pump out my seed. My cock pulsed once, twice, and then for a moment everything was still—until I erupted. The first shot arced up over Melanie’s head and splattered on Alyssa’s chest. The tail end of it left a thin trail of semen across Melanie’s face and hair. The next three shots were more restrained; they fountained up from her tits and splashed back down, obscuring Melanie’s tanned flesh under layers of potent seed. I continued to pulse, and cum began to spill off her face and neck, running down to the mats in thick lines. I pulled my cock from Melanie’s tits and aimed it up at Alyssa, firing off a trio of shots that splattered against her face. She opened her mouth and I launched two more spurts at it, hitting a bullseye each time. Then I forced it back down as the next spurt erupted, leaving a stream that went from Alyssa’s tits down to her hip. I managed to get it in place for the next two shots, which I dropped on Melanie’s face. I aimed for her eyes—perhaps a bit mean, but Alyssa seemed to like it, so I figured what the hell. Then I stuck the head in Melanie’s mouth and stroked my shaft, feeling my cock throb twice more, each throb coinciding with another shot of cum that would compare favorably to a normal man’s entire load. Then I pulled out as my climax receded and gave my cock a final long stroke, pressing out one final line of cum which hung from the tip of my dick.

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Beth looks over at Reggie lying next to her on the bed and slowly slides her naked body over him leaving her lovely breast pressed against his upper chest as she unhooks the phone from the wall. She smiles as she crawls out of bed and slowly gets to her feet looking back at Reggie who looks on with a look of shy lust in his eyes as she walks into the kitchen and pulls out the pizza with a nearby oven mitt. She turns to him wearing only a single oven mitt shakes a little bit giving him a little show as she bends down to pull out a pizza cutter from the bottom draw giving him a view of her perfectly round ass. She looks over her shoulder swaying her ass back and forth before straightening back up and cutting the pizza and carrying it over near the bed. She grabs a piece from the cardboard and while sticking her breasts out towards Reggie and swooshing her hair back behind her head takes a bite as sauce drips down onto one of her hard nipples. She sets the piece down and makes an opps. gesture as she stares at Reggie who gets up on his knees in front of her.

Reggie: Need a hand…or maybe a tongue…

He slides his tongue up from the bottom of her breast over the nipple pulling his tongue back to not make contact with the hard pink bud and then back down onto the pizza sauce. He swirls his tongue in a circle with his hard wet tongue licking all over her chest güvenilir bahis and slowly tantalizingly licking all the sauce up as she starts to moan and trace a finger over her wet pussy lips and swollen clit. He moves his lips over her hardened nipple sucking on it ever so gently and letting his tongue snake out and flick the ever-growing pink nipple. He slides his hands up her sides and brings her naked body down onto his and wraps his arms around her back caressing her ass as they embrace in a very passionate kiss with there tongues entangled in and out of there mouths. He rolls her over onto her back and slides down between her legs breathing heavily on her clit and slides a finger in and out of her slowly and deliberately making her all wet before he slides up to kiss her firm on the lips as she spreads her legs a bit. She leans into his ear and whispers

Beth: I want you to make love to me…

Reggie nods his head and reaches out to her hips as she wraps her legs around him and he gently guides his cock into her a little bit at a time as her face swirls with pleasure and pain, as she isn’t used to the size. She lets out little whimpers and moans as he slides further in until he can’t go any further…he looks down at her and kisses her, before whispering in her ear.

Reggie: Are you ok hun? Do you want me to keep going?

She nods her türkçe bahis head up and down as soon as he finishes talking and with a quick push slides through as her she lets out a scream of pain changing into pure pleasure as he starts slowly gently gliding in and out of her now more easily. He moves his hips in and out as he wraps his hands around her hips rocking with her in a single united motion with her face in sheer pleasure as they begin moving faster and faster together and she runs her fingers up his sweaty hot back. There lips and tongues dart up and down towards each other as they move together his big 8 inch cock sliding in all the way and then back out till just the tip of the head is left inside. He drives in further with each stroke as she tries thrusting her hips down to get further and further penetration. They both are moaning with Beth’s moans getting louder and louder as Reggie keeps moving in and out and in and out all the way in and all the way out. He feels her walls begin to contract as she lets out little yelps and her breathing gets heavier and heavier as she runs her hands up and down his back pulling him into her.

She slows her motions and moves so that she is on top of him with a knee on either side of his waist and is bouncing slowly up and down over his hard cock as she feels it slide in and out of her. Her breasts bouncing güvenilir bahis siteleri up and down as her moans get louder and louder and her eyes slowly roll back into her head. Her movements get faster as he reaches up helping her and thrusting deep inside her as he reaches up and rubs her clit as she brings her hands down and runs it over his chest as she can feel the orgasm build. Her eyes roll into the back of her head as she thrust hard down onto him as she lets out a huge scream of ecstasy. A huge orgasm explodes through her sending tingles and shivers up her spine and her walls to spasm all around his cock as it releases spurt after spurt of hot cum into her pussy as they both collapse together.

They wrap there arms around each other as there breathing slows down and he pulls his now limp cock out of her and lays there next to her gently caressing her. They kiss again as there breathing returns to normal and they fall asleep with her head on his chest and his arms holding her naked body tight to his and he pulls a light sheet over the top of them.

Reggie wakes her with a soft tender kiss to the forehead as he runs his fingers through her hair and stares deep into her eyes.

Reggie: Good morning sunshine…I hope you slept ok. There was something I wanted to ask you…would you go to Senior Prom with me?

Beth: Yes oh Reggie of course I will

The two embraced in a kiss before Reggie gave her a quick on the cheek and stood up out of bed and headed towards the bathroom before turning back still fully naked.

Reggie: You can join me if you want

TO BE CONTINUED

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This story is a continuation of another fictitious story where my girlfriend and I enjoy experimenting with anything sexual. This story contains mild bondage, threesomes, and some guy on guy action. If any of this offends you, you have been warned. Otherwise, enjoy!!

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After our time with John, Penny and I continued to have amazing sex while still experimenting with new things. John restraining her against the wall while he fucked her created a rush of excitement within Penny which she began to crave. Of course, when we felt like pushing our boundaries, we began incorporating some mild bondage.

Everything started off very mild. I would pin her arms over her head with my hands while I mercilessly teased her to the point she exploded with her orgasm. When I fucked her in the ass, I bent her over the side of the bed, or couch, or table, and held her still until I filled her full of my hot cum. Even getting a blowjob from her became slightly dominant for me. I would straddle her chest to hold her down while I forced my dick into her mouth and down her throat. Penny would have the strongest orgasms when I was holding her still and having my way with her.

We continued to grow more and more comfortable with the different ways I could restrain her, but it wasn’t enough for either one of us. It wasn’t long before we started to use some of my ties to hold her hands or feet in positions that gave me complete access to her body, but wouldn’t let her move. Some positions allowed her to see what I was about to do to her, while others kept her in suspense anticipating my next touch. However, every position placed her in a submissive role to me. I began to notice that the more submissive she was, the more intense her orgasm.

One particularly exciting scenario we played out would always give her an overwhelming orgasm and cause her to fall right to sleep, or pass out. I would make Penny strip completely naked for me in our bedroom while I remained fully clothed. Once she was naked, she would stand still while I slowly circled her body as if I was inspecting her. I would pinch and pull her nipples as I passed in front of her. Then, I would run my hand over her smooth stomach down to just above her pussy. As I passed behind her, I would smack her on the ass. At first, my prodding was gentle, but as time went on I began to pinch, pull, and swat her slightly harder. Her pussy would start getting wet from the attention I was giving her.

When I decided she had been tortured enough, I would tie her naked body to the bed while remaining fully clothed to prove she was mine to do with as I desired. I would tie her face down on the bed with a couple pillows under her stomach to raise her ass off the bed. Each hand and foot would be tied to a different bedpost, leaving her completely exposed. By this point, Penny is usually on edge, and needs some time to relax. I don’t want her to cum too soon. I lay our toys on the bed around her just out of her sight. Then, with a swat on the ass, I leave her tied to the bed and go about my business around the house.

While letting her calm down, I would periodically walk into the room without touching her just to keep her wandering what was about to happen. Finally, on one trip into the bedroom, I would take one of our graduated anal plugs and work it into her wet pussy. With the plug nice and lubed up, I pushed the first bulb into her ass and walked away leaving her wanting more. I would then randomly come into the room and work more of the dildo into her ass or to give her a swat on the ass, and sometimes both. Soon, her pussy would be almost dripping wet and the dildo would be completely buried in her ass.

When I was ready, I would pull my dick out and push it into her face for Penny to suck. I always kept my clothes on to make sure she knew I was still in charge, and that this was entirely for me.

“Suck my dick.” I commanded her.

Without saying a word, she would suck my dick into her mouth and work her hardest to get it rock hard. She knew her only chance of cumming was by making me ready to fuck her hard. I would then pull my hard dick from her mouth and position myself on the bed behind her, and in one sudden movement I would bury my entire cock in her hot, wet, pussy. I fucked her hard and fast, racing toward my orgasm before she could reach hers. Before I would cum, I would jerk the dildo out of her ass and replace it with my throbbing cock. A few hard pumps later, and I would be filling her ass full of cum. When my dick quit twitching, I pulled out of her and quickly inserted the dildo again to ensure none of the cum leaked out.

With my own need temporarily satisfied, I turn my attention to begin building her orgasm. I start out by sliding one of our vibrators into her pussy and turning it on the lowest setting. Then, I would manipulate the vibrator just like I had with the dildo in her ass. Periodically turning the speed up and down, and working it in and out of her pussy. As I noticed her canlı bahis şirketleri orgasm nearing, I would stop and let her come back down slightly. After what seemed like hours of teasing, my cock would be straining against my underwear again, and I would be ready for both of us to cum.

This time, I would pull the dildo from her ass and slide my dick in her without removing the vibrator from her pussy. I worked the vibrator in and out of her pussy while fucking her ass faster and faster until I could sense she was about to go over the edge. As she starts to shake under me, I turn the vibrator on high and I begin shooting my second load into her ass. When she finally quits shaking, I pull the vibrator out of her, turn it off, and shove it in her mouth to clean the cum off of it. She usually falls asleep in that position shortly after. I untie her while she sleeps, and clean up all of our toys. I always leave the toy out of her ass so that she wakes with my cum oozing out of her ass, and drying on her legs and pussy lips.

As we were enjoying the different bondage scenarios, we began sending each other links to videos on the Internet depicting scenes we liked or wanted to try. Neither of us really cared for the overly abusive scenes, but we both liked the mild whipping and pinching the nipples. We reenacted almost all of the videos we sent one another, but some just weren’t possible without some new toys. We happily decided to do some shopping for some restraints, whips, and even some clamps.

After our new toys arrived, we spent the next few weeks experimenting with all of the different possibilities. Penny loved having the clamps on her erect nipples while we were fucking so I could pull the chain connecting them, pulling her nipples at the same time. I could always get a good squeal and moan out of her by tying her across the ottoman and whipping her while I toyed her pussy and ass. Also, like before our bondage toys, we continued to have times where I would tie her up and go about doing things around the house.

Soon, our work lives forced us to spend a couple weeks apart. The weeks were filled with chatting about everything in text messages and instant messaging, and sending each other erotic videos and photos. I couldn’t wait to be back with Penny. I loved being with her and the way we could both be ourselves around one another. In anticipation of finally seeing her again, I decided to plan a weekend of fun for us. I let her in on some of my plans, but I made sure to keep some surprises.

Our first night back together ended up being a Thursday night, but luckily neither of us had to work the following day. After a simple dinner together, we curled up together on the couch and watched a movie. I am pretty sure neither of us saw the whole movie, but it was nice having her back in my arms while I caressed every inch of her body that I could reach.

Penny was laying between my legs with her back against my chest. I started out by rubbing her shoulders and neck before sliding my hands down her body. I caressed each of her boobs, making both of her nipples erect before I shifted my focus to pinching and tweaking them gently. Next, my hands made their way down to the front of her pants where I could rub her clit through her clothes. Before long we were both ready to make our way to the bedroom.

She went ahead of me while I turned off the lights and TV before making my way to the bedroom. By the time I made it to the bedroom Penny was already down to her panties lying on the bed and smiling at me. You could just notice the damp spot in her panties showing her anticipation of what was to come. I quickly stripped down to just my boxers and joined her on the bed.

My cock was already beginning to push against my underwear, but I didn’t want to start just yet. Instead, I pulled her flat on the bed and laid on top of her, kissing her passionately. Our mostly naked bodies pressed together, and I could feel her stiff nipples pushing into my chest. My dick continued to harden as I rubbed it against her panty-clad pussy. I could feel the heat coming off of her moist pussy as we continued to make out.

I finally broke our kiss so I could begin to make my way down her body. I craved to have my tongue buried in between her pussy lips, tasting her sweet juices, but I showed as much restraint as I could. I sucked each breast into my mouth to tease and nibble on each of her hard nipples before continuing down her body. After what seemed like forever, I had kissed down her stomach to her panties. I slowly peeled her panties down and tossed them off the side of the bed revealing her cleanly shaven pussy which was glistening from her excitement.

I made love to her pussy with my mouth like never before. I licked all over the outside of her slick lips before I spread them apart with my fingers, making sure to avoid her clit for the time being. I pushed my tongue into her soaked pussy to finally get the reward of tasting her sweet juices. Her canlı kaçak iddaa pussy squeezed my tongue as I worked in in and out of her. I would alternate thrusting my tongue in her with licks that started at her asshole and continued to her clit. Her breathing quicked and her movement increased as her orgasm neared. This was my cue to focus on her clit with just the right amount of attention to push her over the edge. As her body thrashed from her orgasm, I sucked hard on her clit to make it as intense as possible. I planted gentle kisses all over her pussy as her post-orgasmic bliss subsided.

When she was finally relaxed, I slid my underwear off and made my way up her body until my throbbing cock was nestled against her pussy. Our eyes locked onto one another as I slowly slid the entire length of my dick inside her. As I was already so aroused, it didn’t take long before I began shooting my cum deep inside of her. I collapsed on top of her, breathing heavy and holding her tightly against me.

Once we both recovered, we cleaned up and decided to call it a night. I held her naked body against mine after we crawled back into bed. Just before I fell asleep, I reminded her that I had a fun day planned for us the upcoming weekend.

I awoke Friday morning with her firm buttocks pressed against my crotch as the sunlight filtered in through the blinds. I laid as still as I could just enjoying the sensation, but I couldn’t keep my cock from stirring from the sensation of her naked ass. Soon, she was starting to stir so I made my way out of the bed and into the shower. Penny protested slightly as I was leaving her naked and aroused in the bed, but I wanted to let her tension build until tomorrow night.

We spent the day running errands around town, eating, and just lounging around the house. I took every opportunity I could to tease her throughout the day. If I reached past her, I purposefully brushed my arm or hand across her breasts and nipples. When I had to walk behind her, I made sure she felt my cock slide across her ass. It was all I could do that night to restrain myself from fucking her hard that night as we went to bed together. During the day on Saturday, I continued to torture and tease her much the same as on Friday.

I had made reservations for dinner Saturday evening at a local restaurant where we could be alone and not have to worry about cleaning up. The real excitement would begin later after we got back to my house. To help set the mood for the night, I picked out her entire outfit for dinner. After I had cleaned up, I told her to take a hot bath and shave everything. I wanted her completely smooth and relaxed for me that night.

While she was enjoying her bath, I picked the outfit I wanted her wearing. I started with black skirt that stopped just above her knees. To go with the skirt I picked one of her darker colored blouses that would show just a bit of cleavage while still keeping her comfortable in public. For her underwear, I had picked up a new set specially for the night. It was a black lace bra and panty set with matching garter belt and sheer black stockings. To top the outfit off, I pulled out a pair of her four inch black heels to make sure her calves and butt looked as amazing as possible when she walked in front of me.

By the time she was out of the bath, her outfit was lying on the bed and I was having a drink in the living room. I patiently waited for her to finish getting ready, and then we were on our way to dinner. Throughout dinner Penny kept asking what I had planned for the night, but I dodged her questions and gave only vague responses before changing the subject. I could tell the thoughts of what I had planned were getting to her as she kept shifting in her seat. I must admit, the anticipation was getting to me too.

Finally, dinner was over and we started heading back to my place. We walked arm in arm from the restaurant out to my car. When I opened her door for her, she wrapped her arms around me and passionately kissed me. As our kiss broke, we slowly parted and our eyes locked on one another. I could see the lust in her eyes, and I know she could see the same in mine. After a moment, a sly smile crept across her face and she quickly turned around and got in the car. I closed her door, and took a deep breath to calm myself before taking my place behind the wheel.

We didn’t hardly speak on the drive back to my house, but the car was filled with sexual tension. I spent the majority of the rid with my hand rubbing her stocking clad thigh. I gradually rubbed higher and higher on her leg pushing her skirt up to expose her panties. The many streetlights along our path rewarded me with ample opportunities to stare at her exposed body. I could tell by the damp spot on her underwear that she was as turned on as I was.

Not to be out done, Penny massaged my aching cock through my slacks. She knew just how to tease me with her touch. She would lightly trace her fingers around my dick until it canlı kaçak bahis twitched uncontrollably. Then, she would ignore me long enough for my excitement to diminish slightly before going back to squeezing and rubbing me again. We pulled into the driveway just in time for my dick to be almost painfully hard. I knew I would soon be getting my revenge on her for the teasing.

As soon as we were inside the door, I grabbed Penny and pulled her tightly against me. I ground my crotch against hers as our tongues explored each other’s mouth. Then, I quickly switched into my more dominant role as I ended our embrace.

“Get our toys from the bedroom.” I instructed her.

“Which ones?”

“All of them.” I replied with a wicked grin. While she was excitedly on her way, I turned on the radio so we would have some music to listen to, and made myself a drink. She returned with our box of toys just as I was settling on the couch. She put the box of toys on the couch and stood in front of me as if waiting for would happen next. I placed my drink on the end table and stood in front of her. Rather than having her undress for me, I began to slowly remove her clothes. I began by unbuttoning her blouse, dragging it out as long as I could to build suspense. I brushed the blouse off of her shoulders, and slipped it off of her arms to place it on the couch. Next, I traced my hands down her body to her skirt. I unzipped her skirt and slid it down her legs to the floor. I had her sit on the ottoman while still wearing her underwear and high heals. I then slid her shoes off, and stood back up in front of her.

“Take out my dick.”

Penny pulled down my zipper and fished her hand inside my pants to wrap her hand around my already hard cock. She pulled my cock out, and leaned back to look up into my eyes. Our eyes stayed locked on one another as she opened her mouth and I slowly pushed my cock all the way inside her warm mouth. After she got used to having my dick pushing against the back of her throat, I placed my hands on her head and began fucking her mouth. With her earlier teasing, it didn’t take me long before I felt my cum spurting into her mouth. She swallowed most of my cum, but a little did escape the corners of her mouth.

I put my softening cock back in my pants before bending down to kiss her. I licked up the escaping cum up before sliding my tongue into her mouth. As our lips locked, she surprised me by pushing the last bit of my load back into my mouth. I broke our kiss just long enough to swallow my treat. After a bit more kissing, I had her stand back up in front of me so I could finish getting her ready.

With my excitement temporarily satisfied, I removed her bra and peeled her wet panties from her body. I left her garter and stockings on so her legs would remain nice and silky. I then pulled the nipple clamps from our toy box and affixed them to her pert nipples along with a slight tug to make sure they were firmly attached. While I retrieved our restraints from the box, I told Penny to lie across the ottoman facing the television. She didn’t appear to pick up on the specificity of my comment at the time, but she did as instructed anyway. Like any other time, I tied her legs and arms to the ottoman. Since she was tied into position, I pulled one of our scarves from the box and tied it over her eyes so she couldn’t see anything before I wanted her too.

I left her tied and blindfolded in anticipation while I picked up her clothes and took them to the bedroom. I took my time getting into some more comfortable clothes before joining her in the living room again. I turned the radio up slightly to make sure she wasn’t able to hear me moving around the house. Then, I landed a hard swat on her ass with my hand to let her know I was back. She squealed with a mixture of pain and excitement, but said nothing else. I removed our butt-plug and vibrator from the toy box before kneeling on the floor behind her. Although I made sure not to touch her, I think she could sense my presence behind her.

I stared at Penny’s ass and pussy for a moment with admiration. Her asshole twitched with what I have to assume was excitement without me even touching it. Without using my hands, I leaned forward to lick from her already sensitive clit up to her exposed asshole. I then focused my attention on licking and probing her ass with my tongue. As she relaxed, I worked as much of my tongue inside her as I could before I started rubbing the butt-plug on her leaking pussy. After a couple minutes of my attention, her ass was relaxed and ready to take the butt-plug with next to no resistance. She moaned as the plug slid into place and the base rested against her opening.

I left the butt-plug nestled in her ass while I began to toy her pussy with the vibrator. I started out by sliding the vibrator into her already wet pussy. Then, I pulled the wet vibrator from inside her and placed it on her clit before I turned it on. I continued alternating between fucking her with the vibrator and teasing her clit until she had her first orgasm. Her body tensed and pulled against her restraints as her orgasm washed through her body. I continued rubbing her clit through her orgasm until I knew it was too sensitive to be touched.

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Everybody has had a situation when they’ve held their pee for so long it’s painful and their bladder is visibly swollen and painful to the touch -yes? It’s the point where it’s no longer fun or sexy, it turns into a vision of their bladder actually bursting because they’ve never gone that far?

Well, that happened to me a few days ago at the weekend. I have a group of friends that my regular boyfriend & I get together with when we have some time and last Sunday we did just that. It was cold outside, but warm in the house, we had nothing planned, just some drinks and some catching up, it was very ad-lib.

By the way, nobody knows my love of pissing, my boyfriend knows that I enjoy a full bladder fuck and he comments sometimes on my length of pee when we’re in the bathroom together, but that’s it, he doesn’t show any interest and I’m happy with that. I keep these pages private, but I know there’s lots of others who share my interest, so I share it and I stay completely anon.

Normally my drinking usually starts late afternoon/early evening, it’s when I meet my clients because I fall asleep if I get tipsy in the afternoon. Well, unfortunately, that’s exactly what happened to me!

As you may realise, my phone (my recording device!) is always with me in the back pocket of my jeans, it’s not unusual, it’s normal, I’m never without it.

I love good wine and the people that I mix with are fairly well to do, they have good jobs like me and these guys have their own cellar, so there was no shortage of drinks and before I knew it, my second glass was empty! Wine is so good for making me pee, I was so looking forward to an afternoon of holding it, I love holding my pee and I love pissing it out too. As soon as I’ve peed I can’t wait to fill my bladder back up again, so it suited me to have an endless supply of good wine – cheeky I know, but everyone else was going for it. I drank for an hour and I was sitting, so I didn’t realise just how much pee I was holding until I stood up, I was solid with piss. What a lightweight! I had to go and pee it out after only 2 hours! The downstairs loo was right down the hallway near the front door, nobody could hear me, bliss! I did a semi silent 1m,57 secs steady trickle, my pee smelled sweet, it smelled lovely, I bet if you tasted it, it would’ve tasted like wine!

I did every last drop of pee so my bladder would be prepared for a good hold the next time as the wine was taking effect and I was feeling quite woozy. The boys had taken off to the pool room and so us 4 canlı bahis girls were talking shop (we work for the same company) listening to music, fooling around dancing copying the music channel and I was downing my wine like it was water – we’d only been at the house for 3 hours. In my head I was doing bladder calculations and pee flow quantity, thinking 1,57 at a steady flow would be about 2 pints or just over a litre and so I was quite happy with that – peeing a litre is easy for me.

But, I’d had 5 big goldfish bowl glasses of 11% wine and we were all getting quite pissed, my girlfriends were using the loo a lot and I’d only been once, but I needed to go again quite badly as I’d foolishly broken the seal.

It was getting on for 5 o’clock and us girls were going to start a game of Monopoly, but I felt very woozy as I’d had a late night previously, so I opted out, besides I was far too comfy and warm on the lovely soft leather sofa. I kicked off my shoes and laid across it, this was to help my bladder expand and so I could see the girl’s playing their game and cheer them on – well, that was the plan, but guess what? As soon as I laid down I felt my eyes closing and I thought: I must pee in case I fall asleep (despite the noise my friends and the TV were making) and I was going to try for over 2 minutes because 1,57 was annoying me! I then thought, I’ll go to the loo when my friend comes out – and that’s the last thing I remember!

Incidentally, I’ve never wet my pants, I’ve never wet my bed, I have an exceedingly good pelvic floor, so when I’m in an unconscious state, I am confident my bladder will cope, it’s never let me down.

But do remember, I never got to pee before falling asleep and I had at least 2 goldfish bowl glasses of vino inside me which was filtering through me on top of an already full bladder!

The next thing I remember was my boyfriend rousing me saying it was 7 o’clock and time to split, we were all going for a meal together. I was still in a trance, a stupor, I was a shit-faced mess! but I hasten to add that I wasn’t the only one.

After about a minute of trying to come around and realise where I was, I was aware of this massive bulge in my tummy, then I remembered! I can honestly say that I have never, ever had my bladder so full. Normally, a comfortable and enjoyable hold comes up to my navel, I always feel my bladder sneakily to check it’s progress, but this one, it was ridiculous, it was way up into my abdomen and nearly touching my ribs, it was enormous, it was a very, bahis siteleri very scary feeling, I thought I was going to literally burst if I tried to stand – or even move! I was worried, I was pissed, I was incapacitated and in need of a hospital to drain my dreadfully distended bladder. My back was killing me, the pressure on my kidneys I felt was almost life threatening. But somehow I had to get to that toilet and just let go. I asked someone to help me up and help me to the toilet, I think I still had my eyes closed as I was still half asleep. I felt for my phone, I needed it, it was there.

I didn’t want to have a sexy pee, I just wanted to get rid, I was worried that I might even die!

I very carefully actually lifted my jeans down over my huge bladder bulge, it felt really heavy and it was absolutely solid with piss, my entire lower abdomen was in pain, I was worried and I was proud, I wanted to show it off – all sorts, so I took a picture, a bladder selfie! Just look at it! I held on to the towel rail in the toilet to steady me, my jeans and pants were down and I (very uncomfortably) sat on the loo seat and anxiously, I released my bladder muscle, it felt so good just to do that, but that’s all that happened, not a sign of any pee, I turned on my phone as I nearly forgot I was going to record. I know sometimes I have to wait for the pee to come, but this time it was locked up, I was starting to cry, I felt so alone and I could almost hear my friends talking and the music channel was still on, so life outside the toilet was normal! I was starting to wake up and to realise fully my situation. I needed to go to A&E!

I dare not touch my bladder, it felt paper thin it was so stretched, so I tried my sphincter, twitching it to stop and start an imaginary pee, it’s an old trick I use. I had my phone ready to record and finally, at last, I heard a few drops come out, so I kept twitching, it was working! I was so glad I’d found the key for my locked up bladder! I persisted as you will hear. Oh those first few drops were so good to hear, I was so worried that I’d done myself a permanent injury. I just sat there and let it come out as it wanted, not pushing or squeezing as I was frightened and my abdomen was so swollen and numb and so, so painful. I peed slowly for about 40 seconds and playing this back, I can hear that I actually did give it a little push, but it hurt me and after I did it, the pee fizzled out.

I’d been in the loo for about 5 minutes and I’d woken up completely, I still sat there doing bahis şirketleri the old ‘stubborn bladder’ trick, the stop start method and after a couple of minutes I felt as if something was coming down the tube, I switched my phone back on and waited – I got another 30 seconds worth out, I stifled a yawn at the beginning! I kept twitching my muscle while I was peeing to encourage it to keep going, but it didn’t happen. While I was waiting to pee, one of my girl friends knocked on the toilet door asking if I was alright, I just said that I’d got the squits! I didn’t know what else to say!

After I heard her footsteps disappear I tried again to get some more pee out of me, I felt as if I’d done nothing to ease the discomfort and pain, it was hurting so bad, thing is, I badly wanted a drink! No Victoria, no! Then I felt some more pee was ready to come, I was so thankful I turned on my phone right on cue and out came a thin stream – I was watching all the action, I love seeing my pee stream leave my body. I peed for about a minute this time, not being able to resist giving the flow a little push (about 20 seconds in). Slowly but surely my bladder was reducing in size and the pain was becoming less, but it was still hard to the touch, so my ordeal was far from over. I was disappointed it faded out again, I was desperately trying to keep the flow going.

I felt around my bladder edges, it was down to my navel, my normal check point so I was thinking that next time I start peeing it will be the last, I’m gonna ‘go’ for it! My friend came down to the toilet door again and said she was making coffee, oooo, lovely! So, Victoria has a reward at the end of all this painful saga. All I’ve got to do is piss like hell on the next wave. I soon felt it was coming again, I had a plan for my pee to start flowing, then about 20 seconds in (again) I’d try a gush or two. The first gush hurt to do but it got rid of a lot of piss and on the second gush, I managed to keep that gush going for about a half a minute, again, I got rid of masses of pee, I was feeling good and very confident, so I took a deep breath and pushed really hard for one more gush and I saw a huge powerful thick jet of silver wine leave me, it was spraying little twinkly starlets onto the toilet bowl, it was so good to watch.

That gorgeous portion of my huge pee lasted 1,45 secs and so I decided I’d leave whatever pee was left to do later. I’d done over three minutes of pee in 4 lots, my bladder had reduced in size and I could cope with the dregs until later, after all, I’d done (I guess) about 2 litres of pee (about a half a gallon!) and now I was half-full happy and so relieved, all my painful patient peeing had sobered me up. Now I was so ready to re-join my friends and have my coffee!

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The bandit king stood over her, his thick cock rock-hard and ready to violate her. Grabbing her knees and roughly forcing her legs apart, Princess Felicia gasped as her barbarian lover lined himself up with her entrance, the tip of his cock resting against her aching pussy.

“Are you ready, whore?” She could only gasp in response, her eyes burning with arousal as she nodded her consent. With a grunt, the bandit drove himself forward, spearing his manhood into her, making her groan with pleasure.

Lucy DuBois smiled. God this was trash.

Lying on her stomach, fingers working lazily across her pussy, the young witch turned the page. At least this author could spell, she thought to herself. She kept reading, enjoying the story of the noble princess giving herself to the rough bandit king, in all its smutty glory.

This was how she spent most of her days at the Astral Academy, when she wasn’t in lectures or frantically studying for a test. Thank god she’d managed to swing a single room; a roommate would not have made this any easier. Lucy smiled to herself. Well, not unless they were just as horny as she was…

Turning her attention back to the page, the witch let out a soft gasp as her fingers began to work into her pussy, her middle finger slipping in and out with ease as she pressed her hips down, keeping her hand in place. Soon though, it wasn’t enough.

Lifting her hips up off the bed, she redoubled her efforts, sliding two fingers in and out of her soaking hole as she flipped through the erotic novel she had open in front of her. Each twitch of her fingers sent a little shiver of excitement through her, her bare nipples rubbing against the sheets as she rocked her hips forward and backwards absentmindedly.

Despite it’s technical shortcomings, the book was doing its job; the graphic descriptions of the two characters engaging in a variety of colourful carnal acts were driving Lucy’s libido into overdrive. Slipping her fingers out for a moment, she gave her clit a few quick rubs, running her fingertips across herself in a semi-circle, before plunging back inside.

Deciding enough was enough, Lucy flipped herself over, tossing the book down by her side as she grabbed the handle of her chest of drawers. Rooting through her sock draw, surprisingly full for someone who did very little washing, she finally fished out a smooth stone rod. Polished to a shine, the milky blue-grey object was about seven inches long, thicker in the middle and tapering to a slightly flared head at one end. In the light, the opalescent material it was made from shimmered. Lucy smiled.

Picking the book back up again, she lay on her back, one hand keeping it steady while the other guided the dildo towards her aching pussy. Teasing herself with the tip, she ran the smooth stone up and down between her damp labia, across her clitoris, and back down before pushing the head inside her entrance. She bit her lip. It felt amazing. Desperate for more, she pushed the object deeper inside, feeling it slip into her with barely any resistance. Underneath her ass, she could feel the damp spot her juices had made on the blanket.

Her body on fire, she began to fuck herself, sliding the dildo in and out of her needy pussy as she went back to the story. Feeling the stone shaft sliding in and out of her sent shivers of pleasure throughout Lucy’s body, and as she settling into a steady rhythm, the young witch began to pump the dildo in and out even faster.

Soon, she was fucking herself hard and fast, trying her best not to make a sound as she stuffed the stone dildo in and out of her aching snatch. She bit her lip tighter, afraid someone in the next room would hear her, but didn’t slow down her pace. Keeping her mouth shut tight, cheeks burning red with arousal as she masturbated, Lucy could feel her orgasm quickly approaching.

Letting go of the book, she let her head fall back, moving her other hand down to her burning clit. The combined sensation of the dildo sliding in and out of her wet pussy and her fingers furiously rubbing across her sweet spot was incredibly intense, and it took every atom of Lucy’s being not to cry out in ecstacy. She was so close, she could feel it!

Closing her eyes, Lucy rolled her head to the side, biting down on the blanket as she pleasured herself. Desperate to come, she kept her hands moving, forcing the dildo in as deep as it would go, feeling the cool stone head spreading her walls as she pounded it into herself, fingers still working tirelessly across her clit. Her ass was slick with juices, it wasn’t going to be long before she climaxed.

Starting to pant, Lucy could feel her body beginning to spasm. Deep in her stomach, she could feel the oh so familiar sensation starting to spread out through her body. Nearly there, nearly there, just a few more seconds…

“Lucy!”

Suddenly, a loud knocking on her dorm room door made Lucy jump. Snapping back into reality, she sat up straight, turning to look at the clock on the wall. Oh shit, she was late for class!

Abandoning her toy, she got to her feet, desperately looking illegal bahis around for a towel to clean herself up.

“I’ll be there in a second, I’m just trying to find my wand!”

Giving up, the frantic witch grabbed the blanket scrunched up on her bed. Oh well, it was going to need a clean after this morning anyway. Quickly wiping herself down, she practically dove for her wardrobe, throwing on the first robe she could find. Grabbing a pair of blue cotton panties, Lucy grimaced as she pulled them on over her still-damp privates. She had been so close to coming.

“Come on, we’re gonna be late!” The voice from the other side of the door sounded impatient.

“I know, I know, I’ll be two seconds!” Spinning around, Lucy grabbed her wand from the bedside table, along with a satchel containing her spell books and journal. She promised herself she’d actually look at them today instead of zoning out like usual.

Lastly, just before heading to the door, she reached up to the hook on her wall and grabbed her pointed hat. After all, what self respecting wizard, even a student, would be seen without a pointy hat?

Quickly pulling it onto her head, Lucy grabbed the doorknob, and threw open the door. Standing on the other side, looking more than a little irate, was her best friend Charlotte. A slight girl, just a little taller than Lucy herself, the young witch looked down at her with a look of impatience. Lucy smiled awkwardly.

“Hey, sorry, just had to grab my stuff…”

“I can see.”

Charlotte motioned over Lucy’s shoulder, to the open book and conspicuous stone rod still lying on her bed. Lucy felt a rush of embarrassment. Turning back to her friend, cheeks burning bright red, she gave her a guilty grin.

“Sorry.”

Charlotte returned her smile “Sure you are. Come one, let’s go.” Giving Lucy a mischievous flick to the nose, Charlotte turned and began to head off down the empty corridor towards their classroom. Lucy, still embarrassed, hurried after her.

———-

Shuffling into the large, grandiose room that served as a lecture theatre, Lucy remembered exactly why she’d wanted to come to the Astral Academy in the first place. From a young age she’d had a real knack for the arcane arts, and while other children her age ran around and played games, she stayed inside, studying to take the entrance exams when she was old enough. She’d practiced her spells every day, and as soon as she hit eighteen, her parents took her into town to take the tests. She knocked them out of the park.

It took two weeks of waiting for her acceptance letter to arrive, every second more agonising than the last, but when it finally did, Lucy had jumped for joy so hard she’d almost broken her ankle. And so, packing her bags, she kissed her parents goodbye and set off across the Coldspike Mountains towards her new home.

Lucy remembered the first time she stepped through the majestic gates into the academy’s courtyard as though it were yesterday. The way the buildings around her towered up to the sky, the gargoyles perched on the roofs leering down at ther. The way the air hummed with raw magical potential, the smell of the fresh mountain air tinged with sulphur and other arcane reagents. It was everything she’d ever hoped.

The lesson plan had looked intense, but she’d never been worried. After all, in the entrance exam she’d gotten some of the best results her hometown had ever seen!

Unfortunately for her, she quickly learnt that pretty much everyone else at the academy had also gotten the best test results their hometowns had ever seen. And some of them came from much, much bigger towns than hers.

It had taken a few weeks, but she eventually settled into her new routine. The culture shock of going from such a small town, where almost no-one knew anything about magic, to the world centre for arcane studies was pretty intense, but soon enough Lucy had gotten used to it all quite nicely. After all, if she was going to be here for at least three years, she’d be damned if she wasn’t going to enjoy herself!

And, half the world away from her parents, that turned out to be much, much easier than she’d expected.

Following Charlotte through the throng of people up into the rows of seating that filled most of the room, Lucy sat down next to her friend. She looked up. There were almost in the dead centre of the aisle. She hoped she wouldn’t need to pee. Opening her satchel and dumping her books on the long wooden desk that spanned the full length of the row, she folded her arms and rested her chin on them, staring ahead at the large, empty blackboard. It wouldn’t be empty for long.

Already standing at the front of the classroom stood Professor Mortimer, an old wizard with a long white beard and thin rimmed spectacles balanced on an old, tired face. Lucy wasn’t sure if it was the weight of academia, or the stress of dealing with her fellow students, that made every teacher look a hundred years old. Although, considering where she was, that might just be the truth. Waiting impatiently for the class to take their seats and settle illegal bahis siteleri down, he cleared his throat and made his way to the board.

Lucy groaned internally. She hated Transmutation, largely because of this Professor. Somehow he managed to make everything sound about as exciting as watching paint dry, his dull monotonous voice ringing on and on about the fundamentals of change and other completely uninteresting concepts.

Lucy really didn’t want to be in this class, but as Transmutation was one of the eight major schools of magic, it was compulsory for all second year students to take. She much preferred Conjuration, the art of creating things from nothing, but it could be worse. At least it wasn’t Maths.

Tapping his wand on the edge of the dark oaken lectern in front of him, Professor Mortimer began to speak.

“Today class, we shall be covering chapters six and seven of Articcunio’s Experiments in Abstract Animation, Vol. 2. Please turn to page 227…”

As the class opened their books to the requested page, Lucy could feel herself zoning out. All she could think about was how much she didn’t want to be here. She’d much rather be back in her bedroom. She sighed. She’d been so close, so close to the edge when Charlotte had interrupted her. “What a bitch”, she thought to herself, smiling.

Lucy had met Charlotte shortly after arriving at the academy, and the two had become fast friends. Charlotte’s room was only three doors down from Lucy’s in the dormitory, which had led to more than a few late night drinking sessions. Somehow the subject always made its way to sex, and that’s how the two had learnt about their shared love of erotica.

Lucy smiled. As much as her best friend liked to pretend to be so much purer than her, she knew her secret. Charlotte was just as kinky as she was. While they’d never actually done anything together, neither of them being particularly attracted to girls, that hadn’t stopped them swapping stories, tips, and even a couple of boys.

Lucy would never forget the time the two of them had gone to a party, and ended up going down on the same guy, about an hour apart. Her smile grew wider, She should get in touch with him again.

She’d learnt a lot from her friend over the past year and a half. Growing up in the bustling city of Windcliffe, she’d had a lot more opportunities to experiment growing up, and some of the things she’d tried astounded even Lucy. As a small town girl, especially one who’d stayed indoors a lot, Lucy hadn’t had much sexual experience before leaving for the academy, but had made up for lost time quickly when she arrived.

After getting over her initial reservations, Lucy took to the casual scene hard and fast. After all, in an academy specifically reserved for the best of the best, a lot of the students were in a similar situation to her, and the sudden rush of freedom they all experienced led to some wild, wild nights. Nights lucy hoped she wouldn’t forget in a hurry, at least the ones she still remembered.

Despite it all, she’d still managed not to get herself too bad of a reputation, except with the quiet Durlacovan boy who lived in the room next to hers, and constantly asked her to keep quiet when she was ‘spending time with a friend’. It was hard for her not to laugh in his face every time he asked, staring at her sternly through his thick spectacles. Maybe he just needed to get some relief himself.

Zoning back into the classroom for a moment, Lucy was surprised to see the professor holding out a long piece of rope. With a flick of his wand, the slack rope suddenly tightened, standing rigid even as he took his hand away. A low chorus of ‘oohs’ sounded from the class, as Professor Mortimer began to wave his wand back and forth. As he did, the rope began to sway from side to side, as if it were a giant snake.

“Now, as you can see, while this may appear to be a simple telekinesis spell, it is actually something far more complex. What I have done is cast a spell which has animated this object. Now, until I dispel it, the rope will follow my commands. For example, rope: coil.”

As the professor spoke, the rope did as he commanded, immediately coiling itself up into a tight circle on the ground. The class murmured in amazement.

“Now, stand straight”. Again, the rope did as it was commanded.

For the next few minutes, Professor Mortimer continued to demonstrate the various things the animated rope could do, including tie itself in knots, latch onto a roof beam and swing itself up, and even unwind itself into individual fibers before coming back together. But by far the most impressive demonstration, and the one that peaked Lucy’s interest the most, was when the professor called on a volunteer from the audience.

Making his way down from his seat at the back of the class, the young man who’d been picked gave a thumbs up to his laughing friends. Full of bravado, he stood next to the professor, who asked him to hold his arms at his side. As the young man complied, the professor spoke to the rope again.

“Rope: bind”

In a flash, canlı bahis siteleri the rope had flown out, wrapping itself tightly around the student’s body, pinning his arms to his sides as he struggled to get free. The class started to laugh, and as he realised he couldn’t escape, he clearly decided to make a joke out of his predicament, turning to look up at them all with an over-exaggerated look of panic on his face.

The professor smiled too. “Ah, having fun are we? Well, you’ll enjoy this too then! Rope: lift!”

Suddenly the student’s expression turned to real panic, as slowly but surely the rope began to float upwards, lifting him up and off the floor. Lucy’s eyes went wide. Kicking his legs feebly, the young wizard began to yell, asking to be put down, which only made the class laugh harder. Eventually, Professor Mortimer gave in, returning the boy to the ground and ordering the rope to let him go.

As the student made his way back up to his seat, looking down embarrassed and rubbing his sore wrists, the professor turned the class’s attention back to the chalkboard. “And so, after that practical demonstration, we see the truth in Articcunio’s hypotheses…” But Lucy wasn’t listening. She had an idea.

———-

Two hours later, when the lecture had finished and the students filed slowly back out of the room, Charlotte grabbed Lucy by the shoulder.

“Hey, what’re your plans now? Do you wanna grab lunch?”

Lucy frowned. “Sorry, I… kinda have plans already.”

Charlotte gave her a patronising look. “Do they involve a certain stone rod?”

“No…” Lucy tried her best not to sound guilty, but she could feel her cheeks turning red already. “I’m… going to do some studying… for the test next week”

Charlotte’s expression didn’t change. “Which test? The one for Advanced Evocations? “

“Yeah, that one!” Lucy realized her mistake almost immediately, as did Charlotte.

“You mean the class neither of us take?”

Lucy stayed silent. She’d been caught red handed. Charlotte let out a chuckle.

“Don’t worry, it’s fine. Have fun up there.” Charlotte gave her best friend a wink, and turned around, quickly disappearing into the throng of people in the hallway. Lucy stood there, still blushing but with a stupid grin on her face. God Charlotte was the best. Turning around herself, she made her way back to the dormitory.

Weaving her way through the crowds of students, all in their identical grey robes, Lucy quickly got to the spiral stairs that led up to her dorm room on the top floor of the academy. Making her way past the tall iron-inlaid windows that looked out over the snowy courtyard below, she took a moment to gaze out over the mountains below.

Nestled in a natural rock cradle, the academy was mostly protected from the harsh weather of the upper highlands, but that didn’t stop the driving snows from piling up on every available surface. Peaking out, she could just about see a group of final year students in one of the outdoor experimental areas, drawing complex arcane sigils in the snow, which quickly crumbled and formed whirling elemental creatures of fire and air that flickered, danced, and disappeared. Lucy grinned. Next year, that would be her.

Continuing on her way, she passed a few groups of students loitering in the hall, some reading books and others just chatting with friends, until eventually she found herself outside her bedroom door. Reaching into her pocket, she realized she’d never actually locked her door. In the mad rush to get to class on time, she had completely forgotten. God, she hoped no-one had come in and seen the state of the place.

Luckily, as she turned the doorknob and stepped inside, she was greeted by the same messy room she’d left. Dirty robes and other trash were strewn across the floor, a pile of dishes sat on an end table, still not washed, and on her bed sat the stone dildo, staring up at her almost accusatorially, as if to say “why did you leave me out here in the open? “. Lucy made a mental apology to it.

On the table next to her bed stood a small portrait of her family, crowded around her as she stood, smiling, holding her acceptance letter. Her parents had been so proud of her, they’d insisted on having the moment immortalised, so her uncle had quickly sketched out the scene and painted it later. She looked at it. It really wasn’t very good. The hollow eyes of her parents stared at her from the canvas. Lucy thought it looked a bit like they were judging her for the state of her room. Stepping through the chaos, she lay the picture down. Much better.

Collapsing down onto her bed, the young witch let out a long sigh. She really needed to clean up at some point. But not right now. A smile crept up and across her face. Time to pick up where she left off.

Rolling off the bed, she quickly stripped off her hat and robes, leaving her in just the cotton panties she’d hastily pulled on earlier that morning, and a comfortable bra. Stripping those off too, she took a moment to admire herself in the full length mirror hanging from the wall of her small room. She didn’t often like looking in the mirror, but right now, she felt good. Letting her eyes run up and down her figure, she couldn’t help but smile and strike a pose, cocking her hip and tilting her head. She felt like she could take on the world.

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My name is Fabiola Valentia Etienne. I’m a big black woman of Haitian descent. I’m a five-foot-ten, large-breasted, thick-bodied, wide-hipped and big-bottomed black woman who is very proud of every inch of her body. I weigh exactly two hundred and sixty pounds. I’m healthy, happy, and successful. By day, I’m a student-athlete at Bayden State College in the wonderful city of Boston, Massachusetts. I’m the only female member of the Men’s Varsity Wrestling team.

Bayden State College is a really good school. They have about sixteen hundred students and one of the best athletic departments among small colleges in America. Bayden State College student-athletes compete in Men’s Varsity Baseball, Basketball, Swimming, Cross Country, Volleyball, Golf, Tennis, Wrestling, Ice Hockey, Lacrosse and Rugby along with Women’s Varsity Softball, Basketball, Cross Country, Volleyball, Golf, Tennis, Ice Hockey, Field Hockey, Lacrosse, Rugby and Swimming. They compete in the NCAA Division Three. As I said before, I’m a wrestler. I represent Bayden State College in the 275-pound weight class. It’s the heavyweight class. So far, I’ve won six matches out of twelve. Not bad for a beginner, hey? I love studying at Bayden State College. It’s a great school. And I love being a collegiate wrestler. By night, I’m a first-rate sexual adventurer. This is my fun-filled and absolutely true story.

I am originally from the town of Cap Haitien in the Island Nation of Haiti. I was educated at the Sisters of Saint Joseph School in downtown Cap Haitien, Haiti. It’s an elite all-female boarding school. I once dated this handsome young black man named Samuel, who went to this all-male private Roman Catholic School called College Notre Dame Du Perpetuel Secours. We had tons of fun together. I had no idea he was bisexual until we ran into each other in the city of Boston, years after our relationship ended. He had become quite famous bedava bahis as a Men’s Rights Activist, Genius College Student and of course, Online Author of some really creative Erotic Fiction Tales. I wished him well. I didn’t mind the fact that he was bisexual. I wished he told me, back home. We could have had some fun together.

Yeah, Samuel and I had our fun back in Haiti. He helped me discover many things about myself. For starters, he was the first man I lost both my vaginal and anal sex virginities too. How about that? A long time ago, I discovered that I had a penchant for kinky sex. Which explains what I’m doing in my dorm room right now. I’m on my hands and knees, face down and ass up. My huge black butt cheeks are spread wide open and a big cock is ramming its way up my asshole. The owner of that cock is Stephen Voleur, a big and tall, good-looking black man I met at Bayden State College. He’s a former member of the Men’s Wrestling team who’s now a graduate student. Stephen recently broke up with Samantha Villiers, his longtime paramour. She went back to Dominica. He got bored and more than a little horny. I guess that’s why he called me.

Few women will ever admit to this but I admit it freely. I’m a big black woman who loves sucking dick and take it up the ass. I love anal sex. I’ve read somewhere that anal sex has many benefits. Anal sex makes you happier. It also supposedly makes you live longer. It makes you healthier. It cures depression. It cures constipation. It cures boredom. One couple even told me that anal sex saved their marriage. The benefits of anal sex are myriad. I just enjoy having a huge dick up my asshole. It makes me feel good. That’s why I’m into it.

Stephen places his hands on my wide hips and shoves his cock deeper into my asshole. I didn’t scream as he rammed his cock into my asshole. Screaming during anal sex when it’s just bedava bonus getting good is for amateurs, not a professional backdoor sex aficionado like myself. I love having my asshole filled with huge cocks. I love it even more than vaginal sex. I’ve gotten fucked in my pussy by tons of guys with really big dicks but anal sex is just much more intense. Also, it’s more fun. There’s something quite forbidden, dirty and awesome about anal sex. Must be why it’s all the rage among couples of all kinds.

Back in Haiti, lots of guys liked me. I was a big beautiful black woman who was up for anything from threesomes to anal sex to double penetration. Once, I got my ass fucked by this six-foot-tall and fine-looking, sexy military man named Paul Cali. The brother had a twelve-inch dick and knew how to use it. He really wanted to fuck me with that big dick of his. As for me, I greedily sucked on his cock and balls. In no time, I had him hard as steel. I sucked his dick until he came all over my face. When he did, I sucked all of his cum. Yeah, I love it when guys blast their cum all over my face. Unlike other women, I don’t get offended. I love the taste of men’s cum. I love it. It tastes so wonderful. I got a taste of it a long time ago and I’ve been addicted ever since.

Paul Cali knew how to fuck my fat black ass. I mean, the military man shoved his dick so far up my asshole, I thought it was going to come out of my mouth. I took it like a champ. Actually, I didn’t. when he rammed his cock deeper than ever before, I screamed like a little bitch. Sorry, but it hurts. This only seemed to encourage Paul. For he slammed his cock even harder into my asshole. He smacked my plump ass, telling me that he read a startling fact somewhere. What was that fact? Someone once told him that big women’s assholes were extremely tight. He’d been aching to fuck a big woman in the ass ever since. And deneme bonusu now, he had his chance. He fucked me good, slamming his cock up my ass and making me scream. Until he came, blasting his hot cum deep into my asshole.

Oh, yeah. That was fun. Oh, my. I almost forgot to tell you. I got the military man back, two nights later. I showed him my sexually aggressive side, which turned him on. I sucked his cock and licked his ass, which he liked. So much that when I poked his ass with my fingers, he didn’t seem to mind. In fact, he was turned on. He liked it. I brought out my strap-on dildo. Paul was a little nervous but I reassured him. Slowly, I pushed my dildo up his ass. I was slow and gentle at first, letting his ass get used to the dildo. Then, I fucked him good. Slamming my dildo up his ass and hearing this sexy black military stud scream was the highlight of my existence up till that point. He loved it. Paul came many times, his hard dick spewing cum all over. He loved it so much that he thanked me. Am I good or what?

Back to the present. Stephen was slamming his cock into my asshole like anal sex was going out of style. I loved it. His cock filled my ass wonderfully well. Just the way I liked it. I surrendered to him completely, delighting in the feel of his cock up my ass. So much that I lost control of my bodily functions. Yes, you guessed right. I farted during anal sex. I felt so embarrassed. Stephen laughed, and told me it was okay. He resumed fucking me, drilling his cock into my asshole until he came, blasting my asshole with his load of hot cum. I screamed at the sheer intensity of it all. This was awesome!

Afterwards, Stephen and I lay on the dorm floor, happy as clowns. He told me that this was the most awesome fuck he ever had. I laughed. It was a lot of fun. We’ve been fuck buddies for a while and anal sex is our favorite dish to sample together. I guess you could say we’re both anal addicts. I’m having tons of fun every week, getting some hot loving from the Big Man On Campus. Stephen runs the school. He organizes all kinds of sexy parties. All the students think he’s great. He’s really cool. We’re really great together.

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I sit at the Blackjack table with a stack of chips in my hand. A half-smoked cigarette in the other. An eight of jacks and a five of clubs. Unlucky thirteen. Of course. Hit and I’m sure to bust. Stay, and the dealer’s certain to kick my ass. He’s showing a king.

I take another drag and smack the table in front of me. My luck is gonna run out at some point.

The dealer flips an 8. Goddamn, I am hot tonight. I take another drag as Antonio, the dealer, congratulates me on another winning hand. The table’s jealous. I’m the only player stockpiling chips. The others have been decimated and now there’s only two left. I, of course, have a serious advantage. I got Charlotte’s luck at my fingertips. Let me explain.

We’d been in and out of the casinos all day. A little bit up, a little bit down. Pretty typical. By dinnertime, I was up just enough to get us both a decent steak. By the time we were back in the room, Charlotte was talking about calling it a night. It was only seven.

Instead of being disappointed, I was actually relieved. The three orgasms I’ve had in the past twenty-four hours had completely drained me. I hadn’t thought about sex all day. Not since that morning anyway.

“Come tuck me in and then you can go back down.”

“I can stay with you.”

“No, it’s ok. I want you to go have fun. You’ve worn me out today. But I don’t want you downstairs too long.”

“Ok baby.”

“I want to be with you.”

“I can stay.”

“No. I want you to go.”

“Do you want to come with me?”

“Mmm. I already did that. Many times.”

“Ok.

“Put your finger in me.”

I oblige. I’m not horny, but her insistence surprises me enough that I comply without question. It takes a minute before I feel her lips moisten. When they do, I find the entrance and insert the middle finger of my right hand inside of her. The passage is so slick. So soft. A few seconds later she says,

“Two baby. I want two fingers.”

Again I oblige her. She still has that dreamy look on her face but across her lips, I see a smile forming just around the edges. Her breathing is heavy but she doesn’t grind against me as she usually does. I can tell she’s thinking about something else. I lean down to kiss her and ask,

“Do you want me to stay?”

“Oh no baby. I’m too tired. I just need you to do one more thing.”

Before I can answer her, she pulls my fingers from her pussy and, still holding my wrist, she turns over on her stomach.

“Other hand.”

“What? What do you need baby?”

“Give me your other hand.”

She takes my left hand and places it on her ass. “Come over here.”

I crawl over her to the other side. Her face is next to mine and she gives me a quick kiss. Quick enough to know she’s not looking for sex. But I really have no idea what she wants. A second later, she’s guiding my left middle finger along the ridge of her ass. The sudden touch of it reminds me of our morning wake-up call. I smile and kiss her back harder. My finger pushes deeper into that valley, taking the smooth satin of her panties with it. She ends the kiss by moving her head back and opens her eyes.

“Go under.”

I gladly comply. I begin to feel the soft stirrings in my own cock although I think it’s more of a groan. Not ready for another all-out lust fest. Even still, my hands slips under her panties and it doesn’t take my finger two seconds to find what I’m looking for.

“Wait.”

She guides my hand out of the back of her panties and towards her mouth. She takes one, and then two fingers inside, sucking gently. When she’s done, she dribbles saliva on them.

“Now do it.”

I bring my hand back down immediately. With the natural lube I start pushing my middle against her rim. It opens immediately.

“Do both at the same time.”

I line my middle and index finger up against her hole. It takes very little pressure for both of them to slide.

“Mmmmm,” she moans. It’s deep and guttural. “All the way.”

I put a little more pressure on and before long, I’m past both knuckles.

“Ohhh…I love you inside of me.” She says this breathlessly. Almost wistfully. As if she can’t have what was already hers. “Okay baby. Now you can go.”

“Wait.. I don’t have to go. I can make you cum, baby.”

“No. I want you to go. You’ve already done what I want.”

I don’t understand what’s happening, but already I can feel her wiggle herself to lose my fingers. I pull them out and look at her questioningly. Before she responds, she pulls me in for a long, deep kiss.

“Stay as long as you want,” she says. “I’m so tired.”

“Umm… okay baby. If you’re sure.” I don’t argue with her. Truth is, I’m kind of relieved she didn’t expect me to fuck her again.

“Baby?” She says this as I get up to leave. I turn and look back just as she says, “Don’t wash your hands.”

So when I say I have Charlotte’s luck at my fingertips, I’m not joking. I smoke at the tables and each time I take a drag, I feel like güvenilir bahis I’m smoking her ass. Tonight, I find myself chain smoking, my cigarette hand never far from my face. I take every opportunity to smell her pussy as well. A drink takes longer than usual.

I put down another bet. Antonio deals a queen on the first card and as he passes to the rest of the table, I prop my arm on the table resting my face on my hand. The index finger straddles the space between my lips and nostril. From far away, it looks as if I’m concentrating on the game. What I’m really concentrating on is the way Charlotte demand that not just one, but two fingers be inserted into her.

She undoubtedly knows these are the fingers I use to smoke. She also had to know my fingers weren’t going to come out smelling like roses. Now I understand what she means when she said she wanted to be with me. I’ve had that anal scent with me all night.

“Do you want another card?”

What? What was he saying. Oh right. “Yea, go ahead and hit.” I have no idea what I’m even doing at this point. Antonio turns up a three and says,

“Nice hit.”

The guy next to me slaps me on the back and says, “Jesus, that was lucky.” I look down to see Antonio add a black chip to my own. It’s then that I realize that not only did I place a $100 bet on one hand but I asked for a card on 18. Christ, I really couldn’t lose. There’s a part of me that wants to lose. That wants to burn my money so I have an excuse to go back up to the room.

I’ve had so much sex in the past 24 hours that I’m wondering whether my cock will even work. But each time I place my finger under my nose, I can feel a low stirring deep in the pit of my stomach. Part of me hopes that Charlotte has gotten up and showered. Freshened herself up to come down to the tables.

But there’s that other part of me that keeps putting my fingers up to my face and complaining that the smell is fading. That I need to go back for more. It wonders what it’d be like to get in that huge bed and use Charlotte’s big ass as a pillow. What would it be like to sleep with my nose jammed into the crack of her ass.

Was it possible that it could be dirtier than last night? Did I even want it to be? One whiff from my fingers and I think I already know the answer to that. And I wonder, if I sneak into bed and pull down the panties she’s been wearing all day…

“Blackjack!”

Another slap on my back, another round of congratulations. I had let the winnings from my last bet ride so the dealer puts down three more black chips next to my $200 dollar bet. In two hands I’ve just earned four hundred dollars. I now have over a thousand dollars in chips and I decide it’s a good time to go find out about those panties. The moment for stalling was done. The idea that I’ve had enough sex now gone from my mind. Part of it is the excitement of the winning streak. Part of it is the intoxicating smell of my fingers.

If this morning proved anything, it proved that after seven years, Charlotte’s ass still has sway over me. That Charlotte’s dark and earthy aroma is a pure aphrodisiac. That the only thing better than the way she smelled, was the way she tasted. An image from this morning flashes in my mind. The act of slowly pulling out of her ass. Watching the dark hole close ever so slowly with the absence my cock. Watching a tiny bead of love juice drip from that hole. Tasting it. Knowing that the drop has just come from her ass. And not caring. Loving it in fact. Loving her.

I tip Antonio a green chip and get the hell out of there.

I slip into a darkened room. The only light comes from the sodium arcs outside coming through the windows. It casts a strange orange glow over everything. Having spent the past four hours in a jangle of bells, flashing lights, and spinning wheels, the calm of the room is a welcome change.

I set about emptying my pockets, locking the deadbolt and getting ready for bed. I usually sleep in boxers, but tonight, I take those off too. I sit on the couch completely naked with a view towards the bed. I light a cigarette and when I reach for the ashtray I find a bundle of silk lace instead. Just the feel of them on my fingertips makes my heart skip a beat. I set them on my lap and relax, my head lolled all the way back so I’m staring at the ceiling. I delay the instant gratification of my prize and try to enjoy the night’s last cigarette.

After two drags, the weight of the fabric becomes very noticeable on my naked body. I keep my head face up, staring at the ceiling. I fight the curiosity. I tell myself to finish my cigarette. Don’t get distracted. But even in the dark, I can tell it’s a pair I hadn’t seen before. Light cream-colored lace. Charlotte never wears light colored panties. Were they a thong? Or did it have a wider seat? Was the lace only in the front? Were they a cream, or were they actually white?

I don’t spend that much time thinking about what I’m going to wear in the morning much less what someone else has on. But now, in the quiet of türkçe bahis night, the only thing on my mind is what the fabric laying on my thigh looks like. What it might feel like against my face.

When I can resist no longer, I close my eyes and scoop the panties into my hands and bring them directly to my face. The first thing I notice is they smell very strongly of ESCAPE. My favorite perfume. Clearly Charlotte’s sprayed them with it. The floral scent is unexpected, but not unwelcome. Before last night, this was the smell I mostly closely associated with Charlotte. She is full of surprises.

As I breathe in the perfume, a rush of good memories flash into my mind. Just glimpses of random events over the past seven years. Being on top of a mountain together, kissing at sunset on a Scotland beach, standing atop the Eiffel tower. The perfume acts like a photo-album, fast forwarding through some of our most pleasant memories. The first time we met, our first smoke together. Our first kiss together. This morning’s anal…

Wait. This morning? I pull the panties away from my face and open my eyes. They’ve completely adjusted to the dimmed room and now it seems too bright. The sodium lights seem to illuminate every corner of the room. Even her panties are a shade too bright. Almost white. As I inspect them more closely, I see that they are white. A pure shade of white lace. The lace so bare you can practically see through the front. The back is a single string meant to straddle her huge cheeks. It’s this part that I’ve come to. The part that suddenly reminds me of this morning. It’s infused with the perfume but somewhere underneath that layer, I get an earthy natural scent. Something, not unlike my experience this morning. Only now, the two flavors have melded together.

As I play with the material, opening it, closing it, stretching out the fabric; I can’t get over the fact that she’s been wearing white panties. When I look inside, my heart skips a beat and my cock practically jumps out of my lap. They’re not all white. Not anymore.

Oh my god.

In my excitement I fumble the panties with my trembling hands and sure enough, it lands right between my legs. My hard cock jabs through one of the leg holes and I can’t help but do what feels natural. With the lace wrapped around my cock, I begin jerking myself off. The texture feels surprisingly rough around the shaft of my hard-on but it doesn’t feel unpleasant. Alternating scents waft to my nose. Sometimes I smell Escape, and sometimes I smell Charlotte. Either way, it excites me.

As I get more turned on, I take the white panties from around my cock. It’s only a matter of time before it’s pushed tight against my nose. Despite the perfume, there is no doubt what I’m smelling. I actually giggle a bit at the absurdity of what a dirty pair of panties is doing to me. How it’s making my mouth water.

By the time I have to slow myself down, the string is fully inside my mouth. I’m actually sucking on it. Smacking my lips to get more juices into the material so I can suck it out. I know what I’m doing. I know what taste I’m looking for, and I don’t care. I simply cannot get the images from this morning out of my head.

Hell, forget about the images, I can’t get the smell out of my head. And Charlotte hasn’t made it easy. The fact that I’ve had to walk around all night with my fingers smelling like ass is enough to make me want to go wake up Charlotte.

She is laying on her side of the bed, facing out. I stand over her, and realize I’ve been rubbing those panties into my cock. That my cock is going to smell just like her. Feeling evil, I gently place my hand on her face but before I even do, her eyes open.

“It’s about time baby. I thought you were gonna cum without me.”

I look down at her, shocked. I don’t have a response and she continues,

“I know what you do with a dirty pair of panties.”

With that, she reaches out grabs my cock. Charlotte puts it against her but not into her mouth. It’s as if she’s trying to…Is she trying to smell it? She kisses it up and along the shaft. First the one side and down the other. When she finally makes her way back to the tip, she says,

“Your cock smells like me.”

With that, she takes the entire length of it into her mouth and down her throat. When it comes out, it’s covered in wetness. Long white bubbly lines hang from her mouth and extend to my cock. There’s drool running down her chin. She says,

“Your cock tastes like me.”

I immediately bend down and kiss her. The kiss only lasts for a few seconds before she goes for my cock and I’m forced to stand as she takes me back in her mouth. She grabs at the panties still in my hand and says,

“That’s mine.”

I surrender them to her and Charlotte hangs them on my cock.

“Show me.”

I start jerking myself off not two inches in front of her face. Once again, the fabric is wrapped around my cock. The rough texture no longer bothers me. What does bother me is how unbelievably sore I am. It’s safe güvenilir bahis siteleri to say, it hasn’t ever been used this much in a 24-hour period. And knowing Charlotte, she’s expecting to use it quite a bit more.

Her face moves closer to my cock and she graciously opens her mouth to allow me to jerk off against her tongue. The dark parts of the fabric keep bumping up against her nose and each time it does, she takes a deep inhale. She’s starting to like this way too much.

When my hand gets tired, Charlotte takes over with her mouth again. This time, she not only takes the entire length of my shaft into her mouth, she does it with panties and all. When she finally releases me, I feel the weight of the wet fabric around my cock, soaked in the juices of her saliva. My juices as well.

I kneel down to kiss her and as I do, I can’t help but notice the strong smell of her face. Of having the dirty parts of her panties rubbed up against her cheeks and nose. I put the panties between our faces and we kiss the dirty lace together.

Charlotte makes the first move to part our lips. As she does, I immediately move to get under the sheets and on top of her. She places a hand on my chest and firmly says,

“No.”

“Baby, I need to get inside you.”

“No. What you need is more of my ass.”

I sigh. When Charlotte gets like this, when she has a firm idea in her head, she’s not going to back down. She turns herself over, facing the inside of the bed. I flip up the comforter and see her in a pair of boxer briefs. They hug her curves and I immediately put my face against it. The boxers are so tight on her ass, they leave no room for the imagination. They don’t even give when I try to push them against the seam. I put my hands on the waist of the boxers and try to pull them down. Charlotte says,

“No.”

“But baby, I want to taste more of your ass.”

“Then suck it off my dick.”

It isn’t until Charlotte turns back over that I understand her meaning. And the boxers. They’re designed to look like underwear only there’s a specially designed o-ring built into the crotch of the boxers. It acts as the harness for the dildo she now has pointed directly at my face.

“Oh my god.” I say, not having really any other response that would make sense in that context.

“You wanted ass? I just took this cock out of my ass baby. “

“Oh my g-.”

But before I even get the words out, Charlotte’s ramming it against my lips. The smell is back. That dirty, dirty, ass smell engulfs my senses again. I grab its shaft and realize it’s wedged tight inside of her boxers. I don’t even process the implications of that before Charlotte is nudging it against my lips again. I mimic Charlotte’s actions by kissing it up and down the shaft. Taking in deep breaths as I move along the dildo. It smells incredibly intoxicating. Hypnotic. I’m vaguely aware of Charlotte getting on her knees in bed.

“I want to watch you suck it.”

I don’t comply. Instead, I continue to give it soft small kisses while breathing that air.

“Come on baby. Suck my dick. It’s dirty the way you like it.”

I take another deep breath and in that instant, I get the image of her lace panties. A brilliant shade of ivory. Except for the parts that weren’t. It occurs to me that she must have worn them after she played with this in her ass. They were so dirty…so –

The thought drives me to open my mouth. I feel her hands on the back of my head as she pistons her hips forward. Wrapping my lips around the shaft, I let her slide in and out of my mouth.

“You like it? You like the taste of my ass?”

She knows I’m loving it. She knows I wouldn’t be sucking on a dildo if it weren’t for the taste of her ass. That smell that I thought was so bad last night, back when I thought the nastiest thing I had ever done was to yank a glass buttplug out of her with my teeth; that smell is now an instant aphrodisiac. I nod my head yes with the dildo still in my mouth.

“Mmmm baby, that’s a good boy. Look up at me,” she commands.

I do it and am immediately rewarded with a fat wad of spit that lands just at the base of her dildo.

“Lick that up!”

I could take the tip out of my mouth and get at it from the side. But that just wouldn’t be as fun. So instead, I gag myself by taking the entire dildo into my mouth…all the way to that back of my throat. I make a slurping sound as my lips reach their goal and I begin sucking her.

“Oh wow…you are a slut. Look at you.”

She rains more spit down on me and now I don’t even look up. She’s giving me a constant stream for me to swallow. It’s warm and slick and tastes so good coming from her mouth.

“Oh my God baby. Is there anything you won’t do?”

I shake my head no. The cock still clamped tight between my lips.

“Fuck baby. I can’t wait anymore. You need to come over here.”

Charlotte points at the head of the bed and I dutifully crawl over. When my ass doesn’t stick up high enough she slaps it and demands I bring it up higher. She slaps it again even after I do. They’re not love taps. She’s slapping me the way you’d slap a stallion to get it going. Before too long, I start hearing a wet slurping sound as I feel her tongue digging into my ass.

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It was mid-afternoon in their very pleasant apartment, and Karen was in the master bathroom sitting on the toilet seat. The small woman in her 20s had become quite the successful domme ever since her great friend Emily had invited her to share the space as well as take charge of Emily’s two older sisters, Linda and Leslie, who had come to live with them after a divorce for one and just finding herself for the second.

Emily, Karen reflected, was a shrewd businesswoman which is why her parents had likely chosen to leave their significant fortune to Em alone, which made her an heiress in addition to the large income she had derived from her business. Karen and Emily were deeply in love, and usually shared the large bed in Emily’s room, even though both were bi and had boyfriends as well.

Karen generally was pleased with her life. She was doing fine in her own career as a corporate analyst and she also had dealt with the surprising appearance on her doorstep not too long ago of her mother. Marian had not been good to Karen when Karen was a girl. Not only had Marian spanked her inordinately, but she rarely thought about anything but her own desires.

Now that Marian’s husband—Karen’s dad—had abandoned her, she was totally dependent on Karen. Karen felt that paybacks were perfect and she now had been initiating Marian at age 50 into being a submissive like Emily’s sisters. The task had been far more challenging because of Marian’s resistance.

Using a different approach, Karen had arranged to send Marian to spend the weekend with Deb and Marge, two new friends Emily and she had made when Karen was disciplining Marian recently in the ladies room of their favorite restaurant. Deb, a lovely lean blonde, it turned out, was a very severe disciplinarian and mistress; her lover, Marge, was a large woman but quite docile if also clever.

But now Karen was in some pain. She had had a major meeting at work, one which she just couldn’t absent herself long enough to take care of something very basic indeed: she really needed to have a bowel movement. The small woman usually was quite regular but she figured that a crowded schedule had wreaked havoc with her system, so she hadn’t done Number Two for several days.

Even after the meeting, Karen wouldn’t go into the ladies room at her company, because the women there—mostly the clericals—were prone to gossip about when the higher-ups, of which Karen was one, deigned to do their business in the facility at the office. Some of them would even slip into the ladies when someone like Karen went in, and would sit in a nearby stall. Then the unseen listener would report to her co-workers what sounds she had heard the higher-level lady made while peeing or moving her bowels.

Karen definitely did not want her toilet habits becoming the subject of gossip among the women clericals at the company, so she tended to hold her poop in until she could go the bathroom in a relaxed way at home, or at worst, at a restaurant where she would not be observed as at work.

She had intended to do something about the shameful situation at the office. Why on earth the senior women executives had to be afraid to use the ladies room was beyond her. But it was embarrassing to have to bring that up at some senior staff meeting. The whole thing grated on Karen’s dominant personality. Here she was, in charge of Emily’s sisters, both older than she, and her mother, at home, but at the office, she was afraid that her use of the ladies room might start the gossip mill turning with sordid discussion of whether and how much she farted in the stall and whether she did a large jobbie perabet that plopped loudly into the bowl.

Now, however, she sat on the toilet in pain. As may result from holding shit in for too long, she now was likely suffering from being impacted. The stuff was stuck in her colon and rectum; even some straining wouldn’t seem to budge it. Karen’s regularity usually was evidenced by her excreting a large turd or two every other day. She was not a huge eater and was always surprised that her bowels seemed to function quite efficiently.

She also thought of how she had occasionally used Linda, Leslie, or yes, even her mother, Marian, for toilet service. This had been Emily’s idea—her lover and great friend had developed some delightfully perverse preferences, one of which was to require one of the subs to lie down in the bathtub while Emily or Karen squatted over the sub’s face and might release a turd followed by a spray of pee right on the sub’s face.

Karen didn’t want the others to see her in this condition, much less be positioned under her while she strained to produce her bowel movement. Clearly the shit had formed a large mass in there that was starting to hurt because it was too wide to make it out of her cute little anal rosebud but was pressing on the sensitive nerve endings there.

The little lady did keep straining and was pleased no one else was at home to hear her through the bathroom door. She grunted and made almost animal-like sounds as she tried to push the resistant mass out of the bottom of her alimentary canal. Karen was especially annoyed because she expected her period to start any time now, which would just compound her distress. She did not have heavy periods but she knew that they did have an effect on her digestive system—sometimes slowing it, but also sometimes speeding it up so she generated long thin turds of soft poo.

“God,” Karen thought, “the last thing I need now is diarrhea or those long soft poos that make me wipe over and over to clean my booty.”

Finally, her straining seemed to have moved the widest part of her movement down into her anus, where it was stretching her anal sphincter and causing her intense pain as a result. The tip actually started to emerge from her anal rosette, and now the pain was horrible as the wide turd cruelly stretched her sphincter and tortured the erogenous zone’s nerve endings. This was not at all sexy, Karen thought to herself.

The tip and maybe another inch or two of the huge firm turd now protruded shamefully from Karen’s cute little anus, as if she had suddenly acquired a hard brown tail. She couldn’t move it more, because the turd must have been even wider further in, if that were possible!

The phone rang, and Karen was sitting there with shit sticking out of her ass! She rose to go answer it and the front door opened while she shuffled into the living room with her panties around her ankles. She turned to the phone as Emily entered and answered it, asking the caller, whoever it was, to hold on for a sec.

Emily barged in with some packages but managed to see that her sweet lover had her panties down, her pussy exposed, and….yikes, that was shit poking out of her ass!

“Sweetie,” Emily called out as Karen held her hand tightly over the phone, “I hope you know you have poopoo poking out of your rear. I might have to spank you for being so brazen!”

Karen somehow kept herself from bursting into tears but she kept her demeanor as she answered the phone. It was Deb calling to tell her that they would be bringing Marian, her mom, back in a little while and Deb wanted to go on some about perabet giriş how well she thought Marian had taken to the training.

Normally, Karen would have enjoyed hearing this, because Deb was quite the severe domme, using nettles in subs’ panties as punishment and not hesitating to apply her canes and straps to the most sensitive parts of the feminine anatomy. Karen was certain that Marian had endured being caned or strapped right on her open cunt.

“Thanks, Deb.” Karen managed to say with a gasp, “I’ll look forward to seeing you soon.”

She didn’t want to be impolite but she hung up, hoping to return to the bathroom and finish this awful experience.

Emily realized that her friend was in trouble and said, “I’m sorry, sweetie. Can I help?”

Karen grimaced but then tried to smile and just motioned to Emily to follow her into the bathroom.

“It’s a long story, but I’m all stuck back there,” Karen said miserably, “and I’ve been trying to get some relief but it just won’t come out and I’m afraid it’s all impacted because I didn’t go at work.”

Emily saw that Karen needed calming so she patted her on the shoulder and helped her get back on the toilet seat and told to face the back of the toilet and bring her rear up.

Now Emily stared at Karen’s pretty little bottom and saw the brown log sticking out brazenly from Karen’s anus.

“I’ll try to get it out for you,” Emily whispered,” or else we’ll have to get the enema syringe.”

Emily put some plastic gloves on and started inserting her finger into Karen’s asshole to try to free the turd.

This was not the kind of thing Emily was either used to or enjoyed a whole lot, but she did cherish the chance to do something that really meant something for Karen. “Yes,” she thought to herself, “I’ve been generous to her but she has taken on the burdens of training both of my sisters for me.”

Emily carefully inserted her gloved finger into Karen’s already stretched little anal opening, occasioning an involuntary withdrawal reaction from Karen and a little cry from the obvious pain the further stretching caused.

“It’s all right, sweetie,” Emily said very calmly and sympathetically, “we’ll have you fixed up in no time.”

She kept on probing around the hard piece which seemed to go in quite far. Then she managed to get a finger to grasp it and pull and push it and, with little more pressure, the large turd slid out of Karen’s bulging opening. Once it came out, much more followed. Karen was relieved as her backed-up shit flowed out of her sore anal cavity but also a bit ashamed that her wonderful friend had had to help her in such a demeaning way for them both.

“All done,” Emily said with a big grin. “Don’t ever say I didn’t knock all the shit out of you, you sweet person.” Karen turned and gave her best friend and lover a long, deep kiss.

“Oh my God,” Karen blurted out, “Deb’s going to be here any time now with Marian!!”

Karen wiped quickly, stood up and quickly pulled up her panties and adjusted her skirt before washing her hands. She helped Emily wash hers, messy with Karen’s shit, and the two emerged from the bathroom.

Soon the bell rang and the diminutive blonde Deb strode in with her overweening confidence on display, followed by a newly-subdued Marian, who was wearing quite the juvey short plaid skirt, accompanied by little white socks and cute little-girly shoes.

“Hi Emily and Karen,” Deb opened with a broad smile. “Marian, tell your friends here how you enjoyed your weekend with Marge and me.”

Marian gulped but immediately said very deliberately, perabet güvenilir mi “Thank you so much, Miss Deborah, for taking the time to show me how I need to behave with Miss Karen and Miss Emily so that we all may live here in mutual happiness.”

Emily chuckled at Marian’s new-found subservient attitude.

“I guess, Deb,” she said with a grin, “you had to put Marian through her paces the past few days?”

“Oh, yes,” Deb smiled. “Marian now understands that she needs to obey orders without any delay or backtalk. She learned that by coming to see that any resistance resulted in panties being lowered for discipline, right, Marian?”

“Oh yes, Miss Deborah,” Marian said quite naturally, “I’ve learned to behave like a good girl thanks to you and dear Marge.”

“I’ve found, my dears,” Deb drawled as she relaxed, “that girls suddenly learn to do what they’re told when my little cane flicks down on their open coochie.

“Marian,” she quickly added, “lift your little skirt, pull down those panties, and hold yourself open down there so the ladies may see what your pussy looks like after a little time with us.”

Marian was surprised but so inured to responding to Deb’s directions that she did what she was told, amazing her daughter Karen, who was further surprised by seeing her mother hold her labia apart brazenly and that the vulval area was clearly reddened from being disciplined.

“I do apologize for being so blunt, my dears,” Deb explained with a smile, “but I’ve found that the way girls like Marian learn to do what they’re told and stop being cunty is by having their naughty cunts whipped.”

“I certainly can’t disagree with the logic of that,” Emily responded with a wide grin, and proceeded to thank Deb, as did Karen, for the time and effort she had clearly expended on training Marian.

“Ladies,” Deb responded, “I do need to be moving on to go home, but I’m so happy I was able to be of service to two such marvelous women as you clearly are. I cherish our friendship.”

With that, she kissed both Emily and Karen on their lips, and with a broad smile at Marian, calmly made her way back out the front door.

Karen was happy to see how well Deb had apparently trained Marian, but also slightly resentful that her own tutelage had not gotten the job done on its own. She also realized she was sore in her anal area and likely was still a tad messy there since she had hurried out of the bathroom to be there when Deb arrived with Marian.

“Marian,” Karen said in a stern voice, “come with me right now.”

She took her surprised mom by the hand and brought her into the bathroom. Then she bent over the toilet and lifted her own skirt and lowered her panties.

“I need to be cleaned back there,” she said very directly. “I hope your training has shown you how to do that efficiently for me.”

Marian rebelled at having to lick her daughter’s asshole clean so soon after arriving at the apartment but got down on her knees and began licking her diminutive but dominant daughter’s crack.

She saw first-hand now that Karen had a very sweet little anal rosette, crinkly but cute. There was no unsightly hair, which was owing both to Karen’s small size making her features in all respects a bit child-like and Karen’s care in keeping herself tidy in her nether regions. Nor did Karen suffer from discoloration of the sensitive skin around her anus, which for many, especially larger, women would display their rear with mottled yellowish and even brownish streaks.

As she licked the acrid bits and smudges of Karen’s bowel movement from around her little opening, Marian began to accept her role and cherish her serving her daughter in this embarrassing, humiliating but still intimate manner. She hoped Karen might eventually forgive her for the way she had abused her even after Karen had returned home after college.

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(NOTE: My good friend Refugio Ruben Cardenas (also known as Cisco) is currently on death row in San Quentin State Prison for a murder he did not commit. Upon his request, I am posting the story he has written. Enjoy!….)

*

Covina was on her way to her mother’s after a long day of work at the hospital where she worked as an R.N. She became worried as she turned the corner to her mother’s once she had seen the gang task force squad car in front of her mother’s home. She quickly got out of her car once she pulled into the driveway.

“What’s going on?” She asked as the cops were finishing taking photos of her son and his friends. Both officers ignored her question and paid her no mind and continued collecting their gear.

“Just harassment as always, this broad wanted to give me her number but I shot her down so now they have nothing better to do but harass the good people of Visalia who ain’t done nothing wrong.” Cisco said as he turned to face Covina, answering her question.

Once Cisco had turned around, their eyes had locked onto one another and everything else around her disappeared and all that was left was him, and those piercing eyes that seemed to get inside her soul, and the only sound she could hear was the pounding of her heart as it raced in her chest. She had never met Cisco or seen him or even knew his name for that matter, but as she looked into his sexy dark brown eyes, there was something familiar about them, and she couldn’t help but feel she had known the handsome young man who wore his long black hair in a ponytail and stood at 5’10” with a slim muscular build. Covina felt a deep connection to him and it was a lot more than just a sexual attraction as a mix of feelings of bliss, ecstasy and love all hit her at once. She didn’t know what to make of it, but she didn’t want to break this deep absorption that felt so right, like she found a part of herself she didn’t know was missing. Not knowing how long she was in the trance they shared, she shyly looked away as she started to blush, and he extended his hand to her.

“How you doing? My name is Cisco.” He said as he gently kissed the top of her hand in his. “I’m the one the welcome home party tomorrow is for, and your name is…?”

“Oh! I’m Covina.” She said as everyone else came back into focus. “So you’re my son’s friend who just got out of C.Y.A, well it was nice to meet you.”

“The pleasure is all mine.” He said with a cute smile as he released her hand from his.

Covina turned away from him as her mother called her name from the door. She turned back to face him as she told him she had to go inside. He watched her as she made her way into the house, her hips swayed from side to side seductively and her nurse outfit could not hide the nice round mounds of her buttocks. She turned one last time to see him watching her before finally entering the house.

—

The following night Covina was at her mother’s to help around the house while her son and his friends were having the party for Cisco out back. She watched out the laundry room window trying to find Cisco in the crowd. She couldn’t stop thinking about him since she had first laid eyes on him as if she could not be complete without him, she craved for his touch and gentle kiss, when his lips touched her flesh the day before it had lit a spark throughout her body and a warmth crept between her legs. Covina finally found Cisco with her eyes and instantly she couldn’t feel anything but jealousy as she watched him through the laundry room window.

Cisco was grinding with some sexy female on the dance floor, enjoying himself. She had a big butt and she wore a short miniskirt that slid up her round ass as she pushed her ass against his manhood causing his cock to get hard til her tan buttocks and the thin material of her thong that covered her womanhood was exposed to him. Cisco slapped her bare ass and she let out a soft moan before grinding her ass harder against his cock. She was as horny as he was, her pussy was throbbing like crazy; Cisco slid his hand down her ass til he was between her legs, rubbing two fingers over the thin material that covered her pussy like a second skin. She was wet and the thin material of her thong was soaked, her pussy lips were thick and firm. Cisco slid his fingers under the thin material til his fingers were between her slit and started making circles around her clit. She started to moan louder and grind her pussy against his fingers.

Socorro spotted Cisco on the dance floor becoming frisky with a woman, so she started to make her way through the densely packed party towards them. She had been one of Cisco’s girlfriend’s before he had been locked up three years back, she stopped writing him after a year in, but she still loved him and he had promised her she would be the first woman he would be with once he got out, so she was going to make sure he kept his promise to her, even after the two years she did not write or visit him. She felt it was the right thing to do even though she was casino siteleri in a lifeless relationship and was planning to get married and she had given birth to a beautiful baby girl a few months back, but Cisco was her one true love and deep down she knew she was wrong for not writing and visiting and all she wanted was for him to take her back. No one has ever been able to make her feel alive the way he does. Once she got to them she noticed the woman’s hand in Cisco’s pants stroking his cock, she quickly barked with authority, “Get your slutty ass off my man, bitch!”

“Oh! I’m sorry, Socorro, I didn’t know you two were together.” She said, as she pulled her hand out of his pants.

“We’re not, but I’ll be damn if you think you will.” Socorro said.

“Well, Cisco, if you’re ever feeling lonely, call me.” She said, as she licked her lips seductively before walking away. Cisco watched her ass as it swayed gently from side-to-side the way he liked.

“Are you done staring at her ass?” Socorro said as she slapped his arm to get his attention.

“You know that is the last thing I want to do to her ass.” Cisco said with a wicked grin. “So tell me Silk, what’s on your mind?”

“Oh! Well, I… I seen you getting too friendly and I’m not going to let no bitch steal you away from me. You can’t break your promise you made to me Cisco.” She said.

“And what promise would this be? The same one you made me, then disappeared on me?”

“Look, Cisco, I’m sorry. I’m sorry I left you like that, and there is not a day that went by that I didn’t think of you, but you have to know I do love you and I’m still in love with you and I always will be no matter what and no matter who I’m with. I was in a bad place in my life, I just need you to forgive me. You said you’ll always love me as well no matter what, so please don’t hold it against me, because I already feel bad for it, but I can’t regret it because I got my beautiful daughter out of it, so please Cisco don’t hold it against me, you will always be the only man who will ever have my heart.”

Before saying anything Cisco stared into her watery eyes for a moment. “You know Silk, I will always love you and I already forgave you a long time ago. I told you, you didn’t have to wait for me but you’re the one who swore you would wait for me, so you broke your promise to yourself, you are the one who has to forgive yourself, but you still haven’t told me what promise you wanted me to keep.” He said, as he pulled her to him and wrapped his arms around her and held her in a tight embrace.

“Well I was hoping I could still be the first female you sleep with now that you’re out.” She said, as she looked up into his eyes, before gently kissing his sensual lips.

“Let’s go inside then, and make it a party for two, or if you’ll like, we can invite that female and make it a party for three.” He said, in a joking manner. Before she could answer he grabbed her by the hand and lead their way through the crowd to the back door to the house. “Don’t trip, the little homie said it was cool to use his room.” Cisco said, as they walked inside the house.

As they made their way to the kitchen, Covina was bent over at the waist as she took dishes out of the dishwasher. Covina’s round ass was the shape of a heart and looked lovely and inviting to him, Cisco couldn’t take his eyes off her ass and stopped in his tracks, he could feel the blood flowing to his manhood as it got hard. Covina came up and seen Cisco looking at her ass, she started to blush and once her eyes seen the bulge in his pants, she quickly turned away in embarrassment. Warmth crept between her legs and her pussy started to throb with the fast beats of her heart, there was something in his eyes that made her feel like she was in junior high all over, falling for her first crush. But it was more than a crush she felt and how quick he made her hot and bothered, she felt like she could have an orgasm right then and there.

Socorro pulled Cisco by his arm and lead the rest of the way to the back room. Once inside Cisco hit the light switch, the room turned red. The room was large and well furnished with a king size bed that was covered with blood red covers and large pillows, the bed frame and backboard were black and there were four matching black dressers and a desk. A fifty gallon aquarium sat on top of a blood red silk cover on the larger of the four dressers. Two baby chameleons were inside the aquarium along with five mini chronic bud plants. A wide 60″ flat screen plasma TV hung on the wall between the taller of the four dressers that sat next to the bedroom door and the closet door, which had a full length mirror hung on it, and a second large mirror hung over the backboard of the bed frame, speakers from the house system that sat next to the desk were set up in each of the four corners of the room, the two smallest dressers sat on both sides of the bed and each had a matching black lamp.

As Cisco continued to stare around the room, Socorro started canlı casino to undress. She removed her heels and placed them against the bottom of the bed frame, she then started to make a show of it, doing a little striptease as she unzipped her black skirt and slide it down her slender legs, shaking her firm petite round ass from side to side before stepping out of it and hanging it over the desk chair she stood next to. She then slowly unbuttoned her blouse, teasing to expose her firm pale breast that hid behind her silk purple blouse. Without further delay she hung the blouse over her skirt, she then spun around as she let her light brown hair fall down past her shoulders allowing Cisco to admire her beautifully shaped body in her matching purple laced low cut bra and thong by Victoria’s Secret, that barely contained her breasts, exposing portions of both her pale pink areolas and the shape of her pussy lips. Cisco took her into his arms and started kissing her soft lips passionately as he grabbed handfuls of her ass. Her hands worked on unbuttoning his black denim jacket and pulling it over his shoulders, then laid it over her own discarded clothing, then pulling off his shoulder holster that held twin glock forties and putting in on the small dresser next to the bed. She then took off his black SK hat and then pulled his black t-shirt and sling shot over his head, exposing his muscular chest, arms, and abs. Socorro ran her hands across his body, kissing his chest before she unfastened his belt and black denim pants, unzipping them with deliberation. She squatted down and removed his K-Swiss shoes and socks before pulling his pants and boxers down his muscular legs. Cisco’s cock sprang free from the confines that deprived it from the skin-to-skin contact it craved. Socorro took his thick, long seven-and-a-half-inch shaft with a slight downward arch into her hands and started to stroke it, slowly pulling his foreskin back as she gently kissed and sucked the tender crown of his cock for a few seconds before she stood up and licked her lips seductively and said, “Now finish undressing me and fuck me, Cisco!”

Cisco spun her around and pulled her back to him so that her ass pressed against his hard, throbbing cock and whispered in her ear, “Silk, baby, you know I’m going to do more than just fuck you, girl.” Before he gently kissed the back of her neck once he flipped her hair to one side, kissing her shoulders as he slid each strap of her bra down her slender shoulder, his right hand slid down her smooth flat stomach, no one would have guessed she had just given birth a few months earlier. His hand made its way inside the front of her thong til his fingers found the firm, thick and wet Brazilian waxed pussy lips. He gently rubbed her clitoris making her a loud, throaty gasp for breath. “Unnnnn!” His left hand unfastened her bra from the back before pulling it away from her beautiful firm pale tits, and allowing it to fall freely to the floor as the straps slid down her arms. Cisco then withdrew his hand from between her legs and spun her around to face him, kissing her lips and caressing her large pale pink nipples, his lips then made their way to the side of her neck, kissing over her freckles and down her chest til his searching tongue found both of her tits, sucking and licking and gently biting each nipple causing them to become darker in color and harder, Socorro continued to moan as he sucked on her breast. Cisco slid his hands down to Socorro’s waist, caressing her hips and ass before squatting as he kissed his way down to her abdomen. She let out a soft gentle giggle, once he got to her pelvis at the top of her thong he took the straps on each side and slowly slid them down her thick beautiful hips. He took a deep breath of her sweet nectar scent that soaked the thin lace of her thong, he loved the sweet scent of a woman. Once they were under her knees she stepped out of them, one leg at a time. Her wet throbbing pussy was only inches from his face now and he licked over her pussy lips tasting her sweet nectar as he grabbed her by her waist and stood up, lifting her off her feet, she wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck. Once his lips met hers, her tongue immediately pushed into his mouth, their tongues intertwined like two snakes mating, her breast pressed hard against his chest and her ass sat on his cock that was hot against her flesh. He laid her on the bed and gently pulled her hair out from under her and spread it across the pillow so it would not be in their way as he made love to her. He pushed himself off of her and Socorro kept her legs spread wide, presenting herself ready to mate with the man she really wanted. He admired the beautiful sight of her glistening pussy under the red light as she rocked her hips. As he adjusted himself between her legs his hands slowly worked their way up her inner thighs til they found her pussy. She began to moan as his fingers rubbed slowly over her craving lips that opened slightly as they ran up and down her slit and kaçak casino played with her clit. He then rubbed her sweet nectar over each of her nipples causing her to purr like a cat as he pinched them. He leaned his head down kissing her lips and neck before gradually working down to her breast. He caressed one nipple with his hand while his mouth sucked on his other nipple that now looked red from the blood that rushed to the sucking and gentle biting of his lips. He continued to work his way down her stomach, she wrapped her arms across his back, rubbing it as she began making soft moaning sounds synchronized with her ragged breathing. He kissed the tops of her thighs, he slid a single finger slowly into her wet pussy that clamped onto the invading finger, he then started to finger her hot wet pussy, stimulating her g-spot at the top of her pussy wall. Each time he slid his finger halfway out, then sliding all the way in and rubbing her g-spot as his thumb played with her clitoris and his lips continued moving lower, teasing her as he kissed and licked the insides of her thighs, she pulled her knees to her tits causing her legs to spread wider and her pussy clamped tighter onto his finger. Without further delay he slid his finger out of her pussy with a wet pop! and slid two fingers back into her stretching her pussy a little wider, he continued to finger fuck her til she reached the edge and he pressed his face into her snatch, pulling his fingers out and shot his tongue into her pussy, causing Socorro to cry out.

“Aaahh! Aaahh! Yes! Unnh! Unnh! Cisco! Yes!” As she started to cum, he kept flicking his tongue in and out of her pussy and sucked on her pussy lips and clitoris working on the build up of another orgasm. He would tease her by slowing down as her passion climbed then speed it back up to make her more excited as he let her get to the edge, he slid his fingers back into her pussy to put more pressure on her g-spot while he sucked, licked, and gently nibbled on her pussy lips and clitoris with ever-increasing tempo, flicking his tongue against it and doing circles around it, driving her wild.

Socorro wrapped her legs tightly around his head and arched her back as he pushed her over the edge, again climaxing and letting out an incredible scream, her sweet nectar flowed into his mouth as he continued to suck and lick over her throbbing pussy and it didn’t take long to bring Socorro to another body shaking orgasm, he had her engine in overdrive, it had been over a year since the last time a man touched her, so he gave her a few minutes to calm down and catch her breath. Her eyes were halfway closed and her mouth hung open as she tried to catch her breath, her legs were spread wide apart on the bed.

Cisco stared at her puffy red pussy lips for a minute before going back down on her, licking and sucking on her pussy lips as he slid two fingers in her, then a third one to lube his finger as he pulled the third out and used her sweet nectar as lube and slid his finger into her tight pink rose bud, causing her to go wild with passion as he pumped his fingers deep into her pussy and ass faster and faster, his fingers went in and out as his tongue flicked up and down her clit and he sucked on it and her pussy. She wrapped her legs tighter around his head again. She started to scream, “Unnnh!! Unnnh! Yees!! Yees!! Fuck yess!! Cisco!! Aaaahh!!” As she had two more orgasms like waves crashing against the rocks.

Once Socorro’s climax had subsided her legs relaxed around Cisco’s head and he made his way up her body kissing her passionately once his lips found hers, then kissed on her neck with small soft pecks of his lips that sent chillz of thrill down her spine til her reached her ear and whispered, “Let me hear you beg for me to fuck you.”

“Oh! Cisco baby, please fuck me! I need your cock in my pussy, fuck me Cisco!” She begged as she spread her legs wide, showing Cisco all of her beautiful pussy that craved the pleasure of his cock deep in her. Cisco positioned himself back between her legs, she took the shaft of his cock and guided it to the entrance of her pussy as she pulled her knees to her chest. His cock slid slowly inch-by-inch into her. He took his time not wanting to hurt her and to allow her pussy to adjust to his cock as it stretched her pussy to fit as a second skin around it.

“Unnnnh! Unnnnh! Yes! Faster! Faster! Cisco! Yes!” She moaned out loud as he pumped in and out of her til only the head of his cock was clamped tightly by Socorro’s pussy and then deep in her til their bodies were connected at their pelvis. Driving her wild as her orgasm began with each thrust he ground his pelvis around her sensitive clitoris giving her nerves no chance to calm down. Her pussy squeezed his cock in a fast pulse with each burst of her climax, her sweet nectar glazed his cock like sap on a tree, he continued to drive his cock in and out of her with full long strokes, faster and faster. She continued to moan out loud as she dug her nails deep into his back, hitting her peak once again climaxing multiple times. Cisco was in love with the raw excitement in her eyes and the way her tits bounced in rhythm as he continued to explore the folds and creases of her pussy with each change of angle he used with each thrust.

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*** Author’s note: This is an alternative, more optimistic ending to the story. Because my stupid brain wouldn’t let me sleep until I wrote it down. ***

For months Sarah spent every spare moment designing, planning and working on her dream house and garden. She had to do as much as possible herself to keep costs down. As she put the kids to bed in their new bedrooms she realised she had never been so happy in her life. It would have been nice to have someone to snuggle up with at the end of a busy day, but she didn’t NEED a man.

One rainy autumn evening Sarah had the house to herself and she was busy painting the lounge. A fire crackled cheerfully in her brand new wood burner and the TV was on to provide some background entertainment. She didn’t even hear the door buzzer the first time. When it buzzed again (more insistently) she sighed and put her paint brush in a bucket of water. Sarah had already opened the front door before she remembered that it wasn’t advisable to do that at night when you weren’t expecting visitors. A man stood dripping on her doorstep, holding a single red rose. He lifted his head towards the light and said, “Hi, did you miss me?”

Sarah stared in shock. “Kevin,” she gasped. She flung her arms around his wet shoulders. “Of course I missed you, you moron.” Then Sarah realised it was quite cold out on the front porch and she was only wearing a tank top and paint-smeared yoga pants. She quickly ushered him inside, where he took off his jacket and sat on the couch in front of the fire.

“What are you doing here?” she asked, still not quite believing it was him. He looked thinner than she remembered. “Wait, how did you even know where to find me?”

Kevin smiled wryly. “In answer to your second question, one of the photos of your house on Facebook had a street sign in the background. It wasn’t hard to find.” He studied her face and Sarah felt very self-conscious. She had no idea how you were supposed to act around a lover you hadn’t seen in years.

“You’re still gorgeous, just like I remembered,” he said softly.

Sarah felt the colour rise on her cheeks as she remembered how well he had once known every inch of her body. “Thanks,” she replied awkwardly. güvenilir bahis “But why are you here?”

“My wife and I are separated now.”

Sarah stared at him, her heart beating faster as she considered the implications of that statement. “So you just assumed I’d be available and decided to drop in?” she asked incredulously. “It’s been years!”

He smiled sheepishly. “Well, I hoped you might at least want to see me”.

Part of her wanted to kiss him and pick up immediately where they left off. But the heartache she had buried for the past five years suddenly welled to the surface. She turned her head away so he wouldn’t see the tears brimming in her eyes. “It really hurt when you gave me up so easily,” she informed him.

Kevin took one look at her quivering bottom lip and pulled her onto his lap. Then he just held her as she cried hot tears on his shoulder. “It wasn’t easy at all, you know.” He stroked her hair soothingly. “The fact was, I’d made a promise to my wife when I married her. Even though I broke that promise I had to at least try to make it up to her.”

“I guess I knew that,” she admitted when she eventually got her emotions back under control. “What happened, then?”

Kevin sighed. “I don’t think she ever fully forgave me. We just drifted apart over time.”

“I’m sorry,” said Sarah. “That must have been hard for you. I always felt guilty that you had to deal with the consequences while I pretty much got away with it.” She moved her head from the wet patch she’d made on his shoulder and felt brave enough to look him in the eye again. “Did you ever find out who sent that email?”

“No,” he replied with a frown. “I still have no idea.”

Sarah pouted. “Damn. I hate an unsolved mystery”

“I never stopped missing you,” he said softly.

As she stared into his warm brown eyes, Sarah knew she could never hold a grudge against him. He was like a big sexy wolf with a playful inner puppy. “I missed you more,” she asserted with a smile.

Then he kissed her, and Sarah remembered what it was like to really want someone. When she dated other men she had just been going through the motions. But when Kevin’s warm lips were on hers she couldn’t think türkçe bahis of anything else but him. His spicy scent, slightly prickly chin and strong arms around her. The past 5 years shrank to insignificance. Apparently gravity was not the only force that could warp space-time.

She turned to sit astride his lap and teasingly nibbled on his bottom lip. His hands, which had been rubbing her back soothingly, became more daring and copped a feel of some side-boob. She responded by opening her mouth and inviting the entrance of his tongue. When his hands cupped her breasts and started tweaking her nipples through the thin fabric she gasped with pleasure.

When he pulled back she almost growled in frustration.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to rush things,” he said seriously. “We still have a lot to talk about.”

Sarah sighed. “I guess. But do you really think you can hold a conversation when all your blood is down there?” She indelicately prodded the tent in his pants.

“It won’t be easy,” he admitted sheepishly. “Perhaps if you stopped encouraging it?”

“Hmm. Does this count as encouraging it?” She pressed her body against his so her pubic bone rested on the bulge in his pants. Then she moved up and down slightly. She could feel the shape of his cock through her thin yoga pants and the friction felt delicious.

Kevin took a deep breath. “Yes, that counts as encouraging it! If you don’t stop now I can’t be held accountable for my actions.”

Sarah obediently moved back to put some space between them. But then she reached down and opened his belt with a quick tug. “Oops.”

“Sarah…”

She tried to open his fly as well but he grabbed her hands and she was no match for his masculine strength. “That’s it. You’re going to get it now,” he growled.

“Really?” Sarah teased. “Do you think you’ve still got what it takes?”

He stood up abruptly and Sarah would have fallen on the floor if he hadn’t grabbed her and thrown her over his shoulder. She held on tight as he carried her down the hall like a genuine barbarian. He flung open the nearest door.

“Um…”

“Upstairs,” Sarah said, giggling. He had opened the door to her daughter’s My-Little-Pony themed güvenilir bahis siteleri bedroom.

“Of course it is,” Kevin groaned.

She was very impressed that he managed to carry her all the way upstairs to the master bedroom. He barely seemed out of breath when he finally dumped her on the bed.

“This isn’t quite what I expected,” he commented, looking around the room at the bland off-white walls.

“It’s not finished yet,” she said defensively. “I have big plans for this space…”

“Tell me later,” Kevin commanded. He pinned her down with one hand and quickly tugged her clothes off with the other. When her nether regions were bare he began an all-out assault on her pussy. Licking, stroking and sucking like a man possessed. Sarah barely had time to enjoy the foreplay before she felt the quickest orgasm she’d ever had smash through her like freight train.

The ripples of bliss had not yet subsided when he pushed his cock into her in one powerful thrust.

“Oh, God,” she exclaimed.

Kevin simultaneously gasped with pleasure. “I’m finally home,” he breathed. He paused to kiss her again and then whispered in her ear, “Brace yourself.”

Sarah grinned and held her breath as she received the pounding of her life. It was like 5 years of sexual tension were released in under a minute. Unexpectedly she discovered a second orgasm building from the penetration alone. The sudden pressure when he came pushed her over the edge too, and they collapsed in a sweaty tangle.

“Wow,” said Sarah when she got her breath back.

“Take that,” he said with a satisfied smile.

“So…what shall we talk about first?” she asked after a while.

“I don’t know,” he admitted. “My brain still isn’t working.”

“Would you like to stay the night?”

He opened his eyes. “Of course. There’s nowhere else I’d rather be,” he assured her.

“The kids will be home tomorrow…you could meet them if you like?”

“I’d love to.”

Later that night, after they showered and ate and made love again (in a more leisurely fashion) Sarah lay in his warm arms and listened to him fall asleep. Being with him had always felt good. But now that they no longer had to keep it a secret, it felt even better. The red rose he brought her sat in a vase on the night stand. She didn’t know if their story would be the happily-ever-after type. But she looked forward to learning the answer to “what if”.

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