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It was a beautiful Sunday morning in early October. Sandy was awoken by the sounds of her shades being opened. Slowly she opened her eyes to she her mother in her room walking toward her. Sandy was 18 years old, a senior in high school and the only child to a single mother. She was a very pretty girl with long brown hair and soft, fair skin. She was about 5’6″ tall, weighed 122 lbs and loved to play sports which kept her body in great shape.

“Wake up dear. Don’t waste a beautiful day like today sleeping all morning”

“Aw mom It’s Sunday”

“I’m going to church and then do some shopping. Do you want to come?”

“No thanks. I have some things to do around here”

“Okay honey, I’ll see you later on. Don’t go back to sleep”

“I won’t, Bye mom”

Sandy’s mom went downstairs leaving the bedroom door open. Sandy got up and headed for the bathroom to pee and brush her teeth. As she exited the bathroom she could hear the garage door opening. From the window in the hallway Sandy watched as her mom backed down the driveway and head off down the street.

Sandy headed back into her room and reached into the top drawer of her bureau for a pair of panties. Next she found a comfortable pair of pants and a tee shirt. As she climbed out of her pajamas Sandy looked at her naked body in the mirror. She watched herself as she touched her right breast. Her breasts were only a small B cup and she hoped some day to get them enlarged. Her mom was always telling her that they were fine, but she wanted them bigger. She did like rest of her body, however, the way her waist flowed into the curves on her hips and the firmness of her young stomach. She also noticed that she had neglected her pussy the last several days and tiny hairs were again visible.

Sandy hated hair on her body anywhere except on her head. She decided to take a shower and shave her body before getting dressed. With her mom gone for a good part of the day Sandy didn’t bother getting dressed as she headed back down the hall to the bathroom. She filled the tub slightly with warm water and sat on the edge and began shaving her legs. It was only necessary to shave up to her knees because her hair was so light. Next she shaved under her arms before finally lathering up her pussy. With soft gentle strokes of the razor she removed the stubble from below her pussy then up next to her outer labia before finally removing any signs of hair from the rest of her tender young mound.

Satisfied that she was once again hair free she drained the water from the tub and started the shower. As the warm water rained down she washed her body from head to toe. As her hands ran over her body she began to relax and become slightly aroused. She touched her nipples and watched as the stiffened from the feel of her own fingers. Soon her fingers wandered down between her legs and over the smooth mound of her pussy. She could feel her pussy moisten as she slid a finger between the soft outer lips of her snatch.

As if from their own free will her legs began to drift apart allowing for her fingers to reach illegal bahis deeper inside herself. Her moans rang softly in the shower as she explored the depths of her pussy. Two fingers were soon gliding between the smooth damp lips of her inner vagina. With two of fingers sliding in and out of her increasingly wet pussy she began to massage her clit with her other hand. It had been a week since she had last cum and she was ready to explode.

As her orgasm approached Sandy couldn’t control passion and her moaning became faster and louder. Finally she felt as if she would burst as her body clenched with the anticipation of its oncoming release. Her body hunched over slightly as she began to cum. Her pussy quivered and her juices flowed as she vigorously wiggled her fingers about deep inside her cunt. Her breathing was heavy as the rush of her climax raced though her insides.

When her body had recovered Sandy pulled her two fingers from their resting place deep inside her pussy. Without any forethought she brought the digits up into her mouth and slowly sucked them. She had never tasted herself before and she really didn’t know why she decided to on this day, but one thing was for certain, she liked it. She sucked her fingers until she could no longer taste the creamy flavor of her pussy.

Sandy shut off the water and climbed from the tub. She couldn’t help but to smile as she dried off her slender body. Sandy was typically in a good mood, but today she felt fantastic. She left the bathroom still completely nude and headed down to the kitchen to get something to drink. She loved the feeling of walking around the house with no cloths and frequently did so when her mother was not around. Her mother had caught her several times and it always felt rather embarrassing for her, but she continued the habit telling herself she would be more careful next time.

Sandy scanned the fridge for a snack and something to drink. As she bent over she could feel the cool air against her asshole. She reached back and slid a finger across its rim. Her friends all that anal sex was nasty, but Sandy had often fantasized about it, but was afraid with her slender frame it would hurt too much. Finally settling on a glass of juice and some grapes she headed into the living room. She channel surfed for a while as she popped grapes into her mouth.

When a commercial for some random product showed some scantily clad woman walking the beach Sandy felt slightly aroused once again. She spread her legs and looked down at her glistening pink inner pussy lips. She held a grape between her thumb and forefinger and circled around her clit. The cool smooth skin of the grape caused a sudden rush of pleasure. Her clit stiffened and poked out from its protective hood. She eased the grape down through the moist folds of her pussy and back up again before popping the grape into her mouth. She gently sucked her pussy juice from the outside of the grape before biting into it.

Sandy was feeling extremely horny again, but wanted something more satisfying than her fingers. She headed back up stairs illegal bahis siteleri to her room to use her standard toy which was basically the handle of her hair brush. As she sauntered up the stairs she thought about her mom’s vibrator. She had always been afraid of using it; her thought was that it was gross for two people to use such an object. Perhaps if she cleaned it first it would be okay, she thought to herself. She quickly made up her mind and headed into her mother’s room. She checked the drawer of her mom’s bureau where she had accidentally found it a few months go, but it wasn’t there.

Sandy checked the other drawers with out any luck and began to wonder if her mom had gotten rid of it. She climbed onto the bed and slid over to the far side of her mom’s king size bed to where she could reach the drawer of the night stand. There it was, a big pink, cock shaped vibrating dildo. It had to be 8 inches long, Sandy thought as she lifted it from the drawer. She slid her hands down the rubber shaft feeling the imitation veins along its length. Sandy was moving to go and wash it in the sink when she noticed the strong aroma coming from the dildo. She brought it closer to her nose and inhaled the pungent scent. Instead of being disgusted by the odor Sandy felt even more aroused. She wondered when her mom had used it last. She wondered if her mom tasted the same as herself. Her curiosity was too much and Sandy took the head of the cock between her lips and with her eyes closed she licked around the tip of it with her tongue.

The taste was a little different than her own, but equally as addicting. Sandy took what she could of the cock into her mouth and sucked the flavor of her mom from its shaft. She opened her eyes and saw herself in the mirror hanging on the closet door as she sucked her mom’s cum off the plastic cock. Sandy became increasingly horny and was ready to fuck. She stopped sucking on the cock and lay back with her head on the pillows. With her knees up and her legs spread she positioned the erect cock at the entrance to her snatch. She pressed the head of the cock toward her tight little hole. She watched as her slender pink lips began to open and swallow the head of the big hard cock.

It hurt her a little as she pushed the thick member inside herself. It took a bit of time to get the cock in so far as she could no longer see any details of the head. At that point she rested a moment so that her young pussy could become accustomed to such a large object. Then slowly she worked it back and forth just a little. The sight of her pussy being fucked was more arousing to her than the actual feeling of it.

Eventually her pussy relaxed and she was able to push in a little more with each stroke. The cock filled her pussy walls like never before. She knew she would come soon and hadn’t even turned on the vibration yet. Sandy had nearly three fourths of the dildo sliding into her cunt when she felt her body begin to shutter. She pushed the cock in as deep as she could as her orgasm hit her like tidal wave of pleasure. Her hips thrust in the air canlı bahis siteleri and her screams echoed through the house as a violent climax shook her body. Her body was shaking and her heart was pounding as her pussy clenched onto the cock inside her.

Sandy held the cock inside her as her climax wound down. Even before she fully recovered she started to fuck herself again. She reached for the base of the cock and turned the knob slightly to the right until she felt the cock begin to vibrate. It was like nothing she had ever felt. Her cunt was overly wet and she could feel her cum dripping down her inner thighs onto the sheets below. Sandy didn’t care, the only thing she cared about at the moment was making herself get off. Her pussy had control over her entire body, telling her hands to keep shoving that big cock into it.

Again she reached for the knob and increased the level of vibration. Her pussy responded by sending a flood of juice down the inner walls of her cunt. As she pumped the cock in and out of her pussy the cum slowly leaked past and drained onto the sheets and mattress below. Once more Sandy increased the vibration to maximum. It felt like her entire inside was quivering. Nearly the entire length of the cock disappeared inside her snatch each time she pushed it in.

Sandy reached the point of no return for the third time that morning as the cock bottomed against the back wall of her pussy. It’s vibrations reaching areas of her cunt she didn’t know even existed. Her muscles tightened as she readied herself for a massive release. Her body tensed as her orgasm over took her. It felt as though her pussy was going to rupture. She pulled the hard cock from her pussy and as it plopped from her tight hole a stream of cum shot from her pussy and as she convulsed another wave of cum flew from her pussy. She quickly slid a hand over cunt to contain her cum. She rubbed her pussy with her hand as her orgasm continued. It lasted nearly a minute completely soaking her hand, the sheets and down into the mattress.

Sandy lay in shock over what had just happened to her. She had heard of women who squirted when they came, but she certainly had never had that happen to her. Slowly her breathing recovered and she pulled her hand from her pussy. Her pussy hung open still stretched from the massive fucking she had given herself. She watched as a tiny trickle of cum ran from her pussy. She brought her hand up to her mouth and one by one she sucked her juices from each finger.

Once cleaned, she ran her hand back to her wet pussy and slid her fingers through her sensitive and tender cunt lips. Her fingers damp once again made their way to her ass where she teased her rim with them. She gently swirled her moistened fingers around the outside of her ass. It felt nice and helped her take her focus from her well abused pussy.

As her mind came into focus she realized that the dildo was still buzzing. She leaned forward and grabbed it and as she turned it off she heard a set of keys land on the kitchen table downstairs and what sure to be her mom’s foot steps on the linoleum floor.

“Oh shit” Sandy whispered as she threw the still wet cock back into the drawer. She jumped from the bed and as she headed for the door she heard foot steps coming up the stairs.

TO BE CONTINUED!

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Anna looked up at Ben’s face, he had a dreamy look in his eyes watching carefully as she enjoyed running her lips up his taut, velvety penis, reaching the tip and allowing her tongue to revel in the pre-cum she found there. Her lips then surrounded his shaft and she sucked the member into her aching throat.

She felt Ben twitch, his hips leaving the blanket for a moment and a groan emanating from his throat.

He is going to cum quicker this morning than he did last night, she thought and quickened the pace of her titillation. Ben joined her, moving his hips in concert with her mouth, his body tensing as he called out,

“Oh my go…….d, I’m going to explode, aaaagh, aaaagh.”

His first spurt hit the back of Anna’s throat and she almost gagged as she removed his twitching weapon and used her hand to keep Ben’s orgasm going as long as possible. She felt his semen land on her forehead then her arm and tee-shirt as he gradually de-tumesced.

Ben let out a sigh and let his head fall back on the blanket, his whole body relaxed.

“My god that was wonderful!” he whispered.

Anna was now somewhat excited herself. She reached up and caught Ben’s hand guiding it to the damp warmth between her thighs. She rolled over on her back like a puppy wanting its tummy rubbed.

Ben bent over her as he gently moved his hand to feel her vagina territory, still covered by her slacks. She reached down and undid the zip then pushed down the top of the garment. Ben slipped the slacks down her legs as she raised her backside to assist.

As Ben put his hand back into place he could feel the wetness and heat through her knickers especially as he gently pressured his fingers into her vagina. He leant down and nibbled the damp cloth inhaling the aroma of sex and forcing his tongue into the cleft.

Anna pushed her knickers down, arching her hips then lifting her legs, slipping the undie off one leg, then with her feet back on the blanket she opened her thighs to fully enjoy Ben’s ministrations.

His tongue penetrated between her labia, then curled to immediately hit the ‘G’ spot. Anna’s hips twitched and the tongue moved up to excite the clitoris, then dived again deep into her vagina. She knew that she wouldn’t hold back for long, that she would seek release very soon.

The speed of the probing tongue’s oscillation increased as it moved from vagina to clitoris. Anna arched her body and started to call out;

“Ohhh I’m cumming, I’m cumming, Oh yes, Oh yes, aaaagh.”

She exploded, her love juices running over the tongue and lips of her lover, her contractions transporting her into paradise.

This was the first time in years that Anna had enjoyed sex, let alone in the open, looking up into the morning sky, surrounded by the multi-coloured grey-green of the grasses and eucalypts.

Ben moved up alongside Anna and they both relaxed. He guided her hand to his new erection and she enclosed it like a baby with a bottle, taking comfort from its warmth. He rested his hand over her vagina, running his fingers through her soaked pubic bush.

Anna’s mind went back to last night and how this sexual adventure had all started.

Ben, in his sixties, and Anna had come to the farm to set up the new business. Ben’s wife Joyce had stayed back to oversee the closure of the offices. Anna and Ben had turned in to their respective bedrooms fairly early after drinking a bottle of red with dinner.

58 year old Anna had not been away from her husband for some time. Lying alone in the quiet room she reflected that she had not had sex for several years as her husband was impotent and she had no interest in anyone else. Something in the atmosphere started to titillate Anna whose hand moved under canlı bahis şirketleri her nightie and her fingers caressed her vagina.

The night was warm, Anna threw off the blanket and sheet. Her legs bent and spread wide gave her unimpeded access and a clear view of her sex in the moonlight. Her hand moved slowly over her clitoris and she gently inserted two fingers between her labia. Her eyes closed as she enjoyed the intense arousal and let her fantasies take hold.

So far gone was she that she did not notice Ben quietly entering the room on some nefarious mission. When he saw what was happening he came to a dead stop wondering how to announce himself.

“That looks wonderful! But please can I help?” he said.

That jolted Anna out of her reverie. Horror and embarrassment enveloped her and she just wanted to disappear off the face of the earth. Then she noticed, protruding from the fly in his shortie pyjamas was his rather large and very erect penis. And he was moving toward her.

“We seem to have had the same urges tonight.” he said, “we should really get together instead of fantasising with masturbation.”

Anna reached out and put her hand around his penis as Ben sat down on the side of the bed. Ben’s hand moved between Anna’s still widely spread legs, felt her forest of steely hair then slipped two fingers between her labia as she gasped and tightened her grip on his weapon.

Without speaking they began to masturbate each other; Anna’s hand moved easily and quickly up and down the throbbing shaft whilst Ben’s fingers were exciting a now very wet vagina. It was soon obvious Anna was extremely aroused and knew she had to climax soon.

Her hand stopped moving over the penis, she lay back and concentrated solely on her own satisfaction. Her back arched as Ben’s thumb clipped her clitoris, then she was cumming, gradually, slowly building up to the climax,

“ooh-aaagh, whoo-wow-wee,” she exclaimed as vaginal contractions rocked her body and her juices ran from her to the sheet below. She hadn’t realised the tensions had her hand squeezing the life out of Ben’s penis and her legs clamped shut over his hand to stop any further agitation of her vagina.

She relaxed with sighs of satisfaction as Ben was able to slip his hand away from her vagina and reached for his own slackening tool still held in a vice-like grip. He prised her hand away and started to jack himself off. She moved over and held him where his tool met his groin, then brushing his hand aside she bent down and took the now erect penis between her lips wrapping her tongue around its tip.

He was soon grunting with pleasure.

“Wow ” he said, “aah this is fantastic, my wife would never give me a blow-job and I’ve begged for it.”

Anna continued dipping her head and pulling back, tasting his pre-cum and enjoying the feel of his velvet smooth and extremely large manhood between her lips. She wondered why his wife didn’t avail herself of this pleasure.

Ben’s body started to contort and his grunting became louder and faster; he was rapidly coming to orgasm so she pulled her mouth away and replaced it with her hand, jacking him rapidly as he came, spurting his copious semen over his chest and stomach. Anna watched with delight as she knew she had given him enormous pleasure.

Soon he stirred, uttered a thankyou then got up and left the room without another word. Anna lay back on her now sodden sheet and fell into a deep and satisfied sleep.

The sun was up when she woke, a little cool with the covers still off her. Gradually she remembered the events of last night, wondering whether they were the results of masturbatory fantasy or did he really come to her room.

She got up and showered then canlı kaçak iddaa walked diffidently into the kitchen. Ben was there, dressed and cooking some eggs.

“Good morning!” she said.

He turned with a charming smile and said,

“After last night this is one of the best mornings; we should have a lot more of this.”

“We’ll never get any work done.” said Anna.

“That can come later,” he said, “let’s eat our eggs to regain our energy then wander in the paddocks for a while before returning to work. I’ll take a blanket with us so perhaps we can explore some more of what we discovered last night.”

It certainly had been a most pleasurable surprise. Anna had never had a sexual feeling for her boss before and she recognised the pleasures were purely a lustful need that is normally kept sublimated.

She wondered how far it would go; whether it would last only the few days they had in the country; would they actually progress to having intercourse.

The idea of copulating with that huge penis started to seep into Anna’s fantasy. Even if like Bill Clinton they could justify their current actions as ‘not having sex and not being unfaithful to their respective spouses’ it seemed a pity given the pleasures they had already had not to go the whole way. She would always be wondering what would it have been like?

After her reflections she started to slowly rub her hand over that huge weapon and could feel it responding, growing in length and girth. His hand pressed firmly down on her vagina a finger inserting gradually between her labia.

Then out it came! Anna looked at Ben and blurted out

“Will you please fuck me? I need to feel this massive tool inside me.”

She shut up with embarrassment but Ben was looking down on her smiling,

“I thought you would never ask.” said he.

Now she was excited. She turned over and straddled Ben pinning his mighty tool underneath her. Then she lifted, put her hand down to grasp the weapon and aimed it at her clitoris, vibrating the tip on to her pleasure flower.

They were in ecstasy, throbbing and arching, grunting and squealing. Anna slowed to prolong the pleasure then firmly pushed the head of that wonderful meat into her opening. They both felt it pulsating then easing its way into her vagina, finally going all the way forcing such pressure on her walls it was almost painful.

Anna gasped “My god that’s fantastic,” and contracted her vaginal walls to feel the throbbing beast.

She then started to move up and down, to and fro, slowly at first but gradually accelerating until she knew she was about to climax and from the twitching within her vagina guessed that Ben was at the same state.

Then the massive explosion as her contractions multiplied, her juices flooded around this tool that was twitching and spurting with such force Anna’s whole body was being moved. She finally collapsed on Ben’s chest, digging her nails into his body as she slowly regained control.

“For an old man you certainly have plenty of life left in you,” said Anna when she could speak.

“For an old lady you certainly give a lot of life to an old man. Come on, its time to get some work done.”

They cleaned up as best they could with some tissues Anna had brought with her, put their clothing back on and with a satisfied, languorous look returned to the farmhouse.

After a satisfying days work they enjoyed a good feed and a cool beer, chatting quietly about the business and not wanting to mention their sexual activities for fear of embarrassment or suggesting what will come next. The next day they would be returning to their spouses and were each deep in thought about how they would react. Neither had been unfaithful before, at canlı kaçak bahis least not for a long time.

As time for bed approached they seemed to be delaying, not knowing what they should do.

Finally Anna broached the subject,

“Are we going to sleep together tonight or should we make a clean break?”

“We should make the break if we are to clear our conscience by tomorrow,” replied Ben. “But I really want you in my bed tonight, so dammit, we have come this far, let’s enjoy.”

Anna giggled and said she had hoped he would say that.

She went to the bathroom first and had a shower, wearing only a summer dressing gown when she emerged and went to the main bedroom. There, Ben had undressed and stood naked by the bed. She thrilled at the sight of his half erect manhood standing out from his well-contoured body.

She reached out and stroked his penis and it grew before her eyes, but he turned and said he must go to the bathroom and clean-up.

He left the doors open and Anna had a clear view of him when he finally entered the shower. His penis was still erect and she noticed him stroking it every so often. Her hands slipped between her thighs and she felt the damp warmth of her vagina and a stiffening clitoris.

The shower ceased and she watched Ben drying himself, taking it slowly when the towel was wrapped around his erect manhood. He threw the towel down and marched into the bedroom as Anna slipped off her gown and swung under the sheet. Ben slipped in beside her.

Anna thrilled as she felt Ben’s weapon rest on her thigh; she put her hand down and gently stroked it. He leaned over and bared her ample breasts, enclosing one of her nipples with his lips, suckling her until it stiffened and stood up then moving to the other with the same effect. His hand stroked her belly then moved between her thighs.

He straddled her, moving up her body until his penis was between her breasts. Anna’s hand left the twitching monster and she pressed her breasts together encompassing the tool and allowing him to enjoy the sexual warmth of the enclosure. He rocked back and forth and as his penis tip came out of the mammalian wrap she was able just to lick the pre-cum as it oozed under his foreskin.

Ben’s hand in the meantime was rotating over a very engorged clitoris making Anna squirm with delight. He slipped two fingers between her labia and felt her love juices welling within her vagina.

Anna leant forward some more and let her breasts go. As the penis emerged she wrapped her lips around it as Ben pushed forward penetrating down into her throat. Anna climaxed at that point, heaving her hips and tightening her grip on the swollen penis in her mouth.

She lay back and let the penis exit her mouth with a plop.

“Now please, please fuck me” she said.

He slid down her body and positioned himself between her legs as she raised and spread her thighs to allow him easy access. Anna reached for his penis and guided it toward her distended vagina; as it touched the labia she gently revolved the tip around entrance and up to her clitoris, trying to enter her clit into the channel of his tool.

Ben was now breathing hard and releasing a lot of pre-cum so Anna slipped it into her vagina as he pumped it into her with increasing vigour. Her back arched as she felt this hot, huge tool ravage her womb; she tried to meet his rhythm as his groin slapped against hers, then he exploded with great spurts of semen splashing into her. She tensed, holding his shoulders tight then released with a wild ‘wooooohaaaagh’, cumming all around him, her contracting vagina squeezing his still spurting weapon and soaking the bedding with her love juices.

“My god how I needed that” said Anna, “I hadn’t realised I missed it so much.”

“I had forgotten how good it could be as I have been fairly bored with my wife’s efforts,” said Ben, “I think perhaps we will have to arrange a regular liaison to ensure we keep our healthy appetite.”

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As I look back, I now realize how naive I was when Elaine and I married. I had no clue on the ways of the fairer sex but I knew I was in love and I wanted to spend the rest of my life with my love. The sex we had before the wedding was always stolen moments, in the back seat of my car or on a blanket in the woods. Elaine complained that she couldn’t get comfortable and that she always worried about someone interrupting us, so she was unable achieve satisfaction. She told me once we were married she just knew that in a place of our own she finally be able to enjoy our sex life. As for me, I thought our sex was great and I certainly had no problem getting off every time we did it. Still I wanted Elaine to be happy so I agreed to push up our wedding date.

After a small ceremony, we honeymooned in the mountains, staying in a small cabin my uncle owned. To me it was the best times of my life as we had almost non-stop sex for three days. When I asked my new bride if she was now enjoying herself more, she just smiled and said it was getting better. I took this as a good sign and continued to enjoy myself with no more concerns as to her pleasure.

Once the honeymoon was over and we now lived together, we fell into a pattern not much different from most married couples. We both worked, came home ate, then watched some tube and when we went to bed we would usually make love. I found that Elaine was saying she was too tired more often but I didn’t let it bother me.

One day I came home from work to find Elaine’s Auntie Helen there. I always thought of her as prim and proper like someone you would find in a tearoom eating finger sandwiches. On the table sat, an unwrapped wedding gift and I could see it was a purple velveteen box. Elaine seemed embarrassed to show it to me but illegal bahis Aunt Helen said,

“Nonsense dear you can show your husband, he needs to know about these things now that you are married.”

She opened the box to show me that it was a douche kit including four various nozzles in a top compartment. Now I was embarrassed, I muttered something like very nice, and quickly fled the room. Aunt Helen stayed for dinner and nothing was said about the purple velveteen box but I did notice it was no longer sitting out. As Elaine’s aunt got ready to leave, she hugged us both but as she held my wife, she looked her in the eye,

“Now dear you remember to use that like I told you to and then everything will work out fine.”

I had no idea what she meant, and I was sure that I didn’t want to know.

That night we went to bed and made love, when we were finished Elaine got up and told me she needed some private time for her feminine hygiene. She went into the bathroom, shutting the door and locking it behind her. This now became our regular routine after we made love but I just figured that Aunt Helen had stressed to Elaine about the importance of feminine hygiene after sex.

One Saturday I slept in and when I woke Elaine was already in the kitchen making breakfast. I went into the bathroom and there on the sink was that purple velveteen box. Now alone my curiosity grew about the contents and I peeked inside. It appeared obvious to me what all the parts did but when I went to put them back in the box, I knocked it over into the sink. The top part compartment slid out of the box and under it was another nozzle. This nozzle was much larger than the rest and appeared to me that it looked just like a man’s cock except much larger. In fact, it was so large it needed illegal bahis siteleri to be placed sideways in the box to fit. It also had a big bulbous head, and what appeared to be veins running down the shaft. I was so puzzled by this piece that I took it to the kitchen to ask Elaine about it.

When I showed it to her, she screamed,

“What are you doing with that?”

She snatched it out of my hands and then ran into the bathroom slamming the door behind her. I hadn’t meant to upset and I begged her to come out saying how sorry I was. When she did come out her face was grim and I apologized again. I told her I was just curious and wanted to know what it was for and why the odd shape.

“If you must know it is for after sex and as you can plainly see it is shaped like you that way it makes sure to get all of your germs cleaned out.”

“But it’s so much bigger than I am.”

“Well of course silly, it needs to be bigger to make sure it reaches everywhere.”

Boy did I feel stupid, so once again, I apologized, and as an olive branch, I offered to take her out to breakfast. This seemed to appease her and the rest of our weekend was pleasant. All I knew was that we were making love more often, I didn’t know why but I was happy. I suppose that if you had asked me I would have said that Elaine had been concerned about hygiene before and now that she had the douche kit from Aunt Helen, she felt more relieved.

Elaine had received an extra day off and when I talked to my boss, he allowed me to work just a half day. I went in to the house knowing Elaine would be surprised to see me home so early. I walked the house looking for her and when I got to the bedroom door, I could hear her moaning from the bathroom. I peeked in the bathroom to see Elaine laying canlı bahis siteleri in the tub her legs up over the sides. On the floor was that purple velveteen box and I could see that the cock shaped attachment was missing. I moved closer and saw that my wife’s eyes were closed as she kept shoving the cock shaped nozzle in and out of herself. When she threw her head back and screamed, I knew it was time for me to disappear. I snuck back out the front door then drove to the corner and after waiting a few minutes more I called her. I could tell she was out of breath when she answered and when I said I was coming home she put me off by asking me to go to the store for her.

I sat in the parking lot of the store thinking on what I’d seen. There was no doubt in my mind that my wife was fucking herself with a plastic cock while I was at work. I couldn’t understand why she wouldn’t just wait until I got home to give her the real thing. The more I thought on it the more I realized that she never sounded like that when we made love. She always just lay there with her eyes closed never moaning or even breathing hard. I should be upset but I found that instead, I was getting an erection and the more I pictured it in my mind the more excited I became. As soon as I got home, I took her to our bedroom where I fucked her like an animal. She seemed quite surprised by my actions and I think she may have enjoyed it as much as I did.

I never told my wife that I’d seen what she was doing that day. However years later after we had included role-play into our sex life we invited an imaginary man into our bed. Elaine then introduced me to the monster from the purple velveteen box and then used it on herself as I watched. It was so erotic and we both came as I watched her fuck herself. She told me Aunt Helen had said that she had needed it when she was first married and she wanted Elaine to have the same satisfaction as she had. After that, I could hardly face Aunt Helen, so prim and proper and yet still using a big dildo.

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I drove home still in a warm afterglow from that excellent milking. I realized that there was something very appealing to my submissive side about being milked like that on my hands on knees. It brought a smile to my face as I pulled into my driveway. I walked into the house with my briefcase turned toward me so my wife didn’t see the “got milk?” bumper sticker. I gave her a quick peck on the cheek in the kitchen and headed for the bedroom to change clothes and complete the chore that Lauren had assigned me.

“You smell vaguely like perfume,” my wife said.

“Must be that new girl at work,” I replied “she seems to wear too much and she was in my office today.” It was the best I could think of on the spot and hoped it fooled her. I made a mental note to ask Lauren and Jen to ease up on the perfume.

Before I could get out of the kitchen my wife said “Not sure why this just popped into my head, but that nice girl, Lauren, from next door called a short while ago.”

“Oh, what did she want?” I asked, my mind racing through the possible reasons why she would call our house!

“She and her friend, Jen, are trying to raise money for college next year. They have started a little business doing light house keeping and asked if I could use their help on a part-time basis” my wife replied.

“What did you tell her?” I asked.

“Well, she’s such a sweet young thing, so polite and all, I just couldn’t say no. Besides, you wouldn’t believe how mature she sounds on the phone now, very business-like and sure of herself” my wife continued. “I know all about that!” I was thinking to myself. “So, I hired her and her friend Jen to come over once a week and do the floors, dusting and laundry primarily. They start this Saturday. They call their business the L & J Milk Company, isn’t that odd?” she asked. Before I could answer her, my wife continued “Lauren also made a point of saying hello to you.”

“That’s nice” I said, “I’m sure they’ll be a big help to you around here.”

Once in the bedroom I quickly changed out of my work clothes. I waited until my wife went into the bathroom and then took her cummed on panties from my briefcase and placed them in her second drawer, exactly where I had got them. The cum was only partially dry and the smell was quite strong. I had absolutely no idea how I was going to explain this when she found them, but I knew I had to follow Lauren’s orders. My only hope was that she wouldn’t notice for a while and my cum would dry and look like some stain from the laundry or something. She kept her sexy/weekend panties in her second drawer, and her every day cotton panties in the top drawer, so she didn’t use this drawer every day. Before I closed the drawer güvenilir bahis I grabbed the disposable camera and took a picture of them lying in the drawer as Lauren had instructed.

I got an e-mail later that night from Lauren as she promised. She told me that she had checked the FEDEX tracking number I had given her on line and that my chastity device should be delivered by 11:00 A.M. the next day. She told me to leave work for the day at lunch time and go home and pick up the package. She and Jen would also be leaving school at noon. Since her parents don’t get home from work until 5:30 P.M., we would all meet at her house at 12:30. She told me to bring my “milking kit”, cash, the FEDEX package (unopened) and the disposable camera. She also told me to shave my entire crotch/groin area completely smooth and to keep it that way from this point forward. She finished this e-mail by coyly telling me that she and Jen were now cleaning houses as a “side business”, but that my house was the only one they planned on cleaning!

I wandered off to bed, wondering what tomorrow would bring.

At work the next day I told my secretary I was taking vacation all afternoon. She looked up from her desk long enough to notice the bumper sticker on my briefcase.

“What’s with the sticker?” she asked smiling. I simply told her that one of my kids stuck in on there, so I just left it. I left the office around 11:15 and headed home, hoping that FEDEX was prompt as usual. As I pulled into the driveway, sure enough, sitting on the front step was my little box. Tuesday is grocery day for my wife, so I knew she would be gone most of the afternoon. Just to be safe however, I told her I was taking the afternoon off to get some things done around the house.

I grabbed the box, hurried into the house and hopped into the shower. Shaving your crotch is something that shouldn’t be rushed – speaking from experience! I took my time as I shaved my balls, cock and abdomen. I really liked how it looked as I checked it out in the mirror while drying off. The phone rang as I finished drying myself. It was Jen, she said she wanted her pantyhose back and that I should wear them over to Lauren’s house. She told me not to wear underwear or socks, just wear a t-shirt, pull on some gym shorts over the pantyhose and put on my topsiders.

“Don’t be late Milky, we have a busy afternoon planned!” she said.

I hung up, dug her pantyhose out of my drawer where I had stashed them and slipped into them. Just the sight of my shaved cock through the sheer nylon was enough to give me a raging hard on! My gym shorts did nothing to hide it either! I grabbed my things and headed next door, anxious for my next milking!

As türkçe bahis I walked through Lauren’s back door, the girls took my milking kit, the camera and the FEDEX package from me.

“Take off your clothes, but leave the pantyhose on” Lauren said.

As I stripped off my shorts and shirt, Jen remarked “My, my, shaving becomes you Milky! Your little dickie looks so cute in that sheer nylon!” I noticed a white sheet tacked up along one wall in the kitchen eating area. The kitchen table had been slid to the other side, leaving a wide open area of bare, white tile floor.

“Jen, get us some scissors, would you Baby?” Lauren asked.

Lauren then told me to go stand with my back to the white sheet that was tacked up on the wall. When Jen brought the scissors back Lauren took them and walked over to me. She stood right in front of me, staring into my eyes; she rubbed my cock through the nylon pantyhose. “I hope your little thing here has enjoyed it’s last taste of freedom. It belongs to Jen and me now” she smiled at me sadistically. She then told me to spread my legs apart and she reached out and grabbed the cotton crotch panel of the pantyhose. She proceeded to cut the panel out and then reached into the pantyhose and pulled my cock and balls out of the hose. The tightness of the nylon made my cock and balls protrude and stick out further than they normally do – I liked the look! Lauren stroked my cock a few times just to tease me, Jen started taking her pictures.

“Okay Jen, we need the chastity device and some cold water. We need to shrink his cock back down to its normal size for his fitting” Lauren said. Jen fetched the FEDEX box and also a glass of ice water. As Lauren opened the box Jen placed a towel under my cock on the floor.

“Put your hands behind your back Milky” she purred, “this might be a bit cold!” She then poured the ice water over my hard on and in short order; it shrunk back to a flaccid state. Lauren walked up and fitted the chastity device over my cock as Jen took several photos. Just like that, I had given up control of my manhood to two teenage lesbians.

As Lauren locked the device in place, Jen squealed “It looks wonderful!”

Lauren turned to Jen and said “Here’s your key sweetie, I’ll hang on to the other one.” I noticed they were both wearing a gold ankle chain. In an obviously planned movement, they both put their chastity device keys on their ankle bracelet like it was a charm.

When they were done placing their keys on their ankle bracelets, the girls stood and hugged, kissing briefly, giggling over their successful capture of my manhood. I stood there watching them in Jen’s sheer-to-the-waist pantyhose, hands behind my back and my shrunken güvenilir bahis siteleri cock locked away in its new home.

“Alright Jen, next we need some bright pink lipstick, got any?” Lauren asked. Jen brought the lipstick and Lauren proceeded to write in large letters on my chest “MILK MAN”. Then she moved to my forehead and wrote “MILKY BOY”. Finally, again using the bright pink lipstick, she went to my lower stomach, just above the waistband to the pantyhose and wrote “ATM”, with an arrow pointing down toward my cock.

She stepped back to admire her handy work, “There, that should do nicely” Lauren said. “Go ahead and take some more pictures Jen!” she said excitedly. I felt like I was in a police line up, they even had me turn sideways for a profile shot! After taking several photos, Lauren removed the chastity device, pulled on same latex gloves and began stroking my cock. I got hard in no time. “Hurry up and cum Milky, Jen and I need to go to the mall soon” Lauren said in a bored tone. To bring me to a quick orgasm she started to taunt and tease me. “We might pick out some new high heels; want to come along so you can watch? We’re also gonna buy some new nylons, I KNOW you like nylons Milky!” she continued. That was all it took, I sprayed my load into her latex covered hands and moaned with delight; another great milking!

As soon as I came, Lauren peeled off the cum coated gloves and laid them across the top of my cock. “Clean this mess up Milky while Jen and I get ready for the mall. When you’re done, leave my money on the table and go home, we’ll be in touch. Ta Ta!” she said as she walked away and headed for the stairs. Jen had already gone upstairs to change for the mall. Lauren stopped suddenly and came back, “Almost forgot!” she said as she snapped the chastity device back into place, securing the key back on her ankle bracelet as she finished. “Can’t have our little dickie running around un-tethered, now can we?”

I cleaned everything up, pulled the table back into place and got dressed. I was surprised how little the chastity device showed through my gym shorts, “It should not be noticeable at all in my regular clothes” I thought to myself. Just before I left, Jen came back into the kitchen and handed me a bottle of pills. “From now on, as soon as we contact you for your next milking, take one of these” she said.

“What is it?” I asked her.

“Let’s just say it will make your little wee wee a big wee wee in a hurry” she chuckled.

“Viagra,” I thought to myself, “this won’t feel too good at all with a chastity device in place!”

As I reached for the doorknob, Jen added “You may want to wash your forehead when you get home Milky. Your wife may wonder what you’ve been up to, we can’t have her ruining our little arrangement we have here, can we?” I hurried home, anxious to get cleaned up and out of Jen’s pantyhose before my wife got home from the grocery store.

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The hand placed on Norm’s head gently guided him down to his knees. As Norm dropped down onto his knees he knew what was expected of him. In his hand before him, Norm held the stranger’s cock. Norm had ceased to think about what he was doing here and all of his thoughts were on the eight inches of cock in his hand. Gently stroking it up and down a few times Norm could see the glistening of pre-cum collecting at the tip of the stranger’s cock. Both the stranger and Norm were savoring the moment before Norm plunged the stranger’s cock down his throat.

Trying to draw out the anticipation of the moment and increase the perception of pleasure felt by both of them Norm looked up at the stranger’s smiling face and licked his lips. Without breaking eye contact Norm moved down to the base of the stranger’s cock. Licking his way up from the balls to the tip Norm elicited a moan of pleasure from the stranger. Before he began sucking cock in earnest, Norm savored the taste of pre-cum that he had licked off the stranger’s cock head. The anticipation of the moment was finally over. Norm opened his mouth, first licking and swirling his tongue around the tip of the cock and then plunging down onto it so that in one fluid motion Norm engulfed the stranger’s cock in his mouth all the way to the base.

Bobbing his head up and down on the stranger’s cock Norm’s cock sucking had started in earnest. The stranger showed his enthusiasm and pleasure by holding the back of Norm’s head as he thrust his cock deep into Norm’s mouth. In and out, in and out. Each time the cock was pulled out of his mouth, almost all the way, Norm would swirl his tongue around the tip of the stranger’s cock. One hand cupped the stranger’s balls and gently fondled him while the other hand stroked the exposed length of the cock each time it came out of his mouth. The only thing that Norm could concentrate on at that moment in time was the cock in his mouth and making it cum. The glistening cock was pushed almost all the way out of Norm’s mouth each time only to be thrust once again into Norm’s hungry mouth.

The stranger’s thrusting into Norm’s mouth became more and more forceful as he neared his orgasm. The last few strokes were accompanied by grunts. Then on the last grunt the stranger held Norm’s head in position with his cock buried deep in his mouth. Norm’s eyes widened as the stranger pumped load after load of cum down his throat. Gulping to swallow Norm swallowed all of it before the stranger released his hold on his head. As the stranger’s tremors of orgasm subsided he slowly slipped his cock out of Norm’s mouth for the last time. Tucking his rapidly deflating cock back into his pants the stranger stepped around the still kneeling Norm as he made his way out of the toilet stall.

Opening the door Norm was left still on his knees in the toilet stall thinking to himself how this had come about. Norm sat down on the toilet seat after dropping his pants. He took his cock in his hand and pondered what had just happened. Only moments before he had taken a stranger’s cock in his mouth. Norm had sucked that cock to perfection until he was rewarded with warm, salty load of cum. As his own fingers wrapped around his cock Norm reflected on the fact that this was not the fist cock he had sucked to completion.

Only recently Norm and his wife Jacinta had enjoyed their second group sex session. This was with two other guys taking turns on his wife. After one had his cock deep in his wife’s pussy, Norm had licked and sucked his cock clean. Norm had eagerly sucked and licked his wife’s pussy juice off the cock that had only moments before been fucking his wife to one of many orgasms for that night. Norm’s wife hadn’t been able to make that cock cum with her pussy, but Norm had finished him off with his mouth.

That was the first cock that Norm had ever sucked. Encouraged by his wife, who by that stage was being fucked by the second cock, Norm eagerly bobbed his head up and down on the cock glistening and slippery from his wife’s cum. That was the first time Norm had sucked a cock, but judging by the events of this recent rendezvous, would not be the last. After that guy had come in his mouth Norm had taken his turn at fucking his own wife. The second stranger, not being finished, fed his cock to Norm. By that time the first guy was ready for round two. He had moved in behind Norm and inserted his well lubed cock into Norm’s arse.

The picture of the four of them all fucking; Norm fucking his wife’s pussy with one guy fucking his arse and another fucking his face; was enough to make Norm’s cock spring to life on any occasion. It didn’t take long for all four of them to cum for one last time. Norm was remembering all of these encounters and savoring the taste of the cum still in his mouth. The pace of his hand on his own cock increased as he drew nearer and nearer to orgasm. In his mind’s eye Norm cold see all of these cocks cuming at the very moment he felt his own orgasm building. A he imagined spurt after spurt of cum coming out of each cock Norm’s own orgasm güvenilir bahis erupted. A ribbon of cum sprang up into the air. Momentarily Norm could see the line of cum suspended in mid air. The dollop of cum came to rest on his shoulder as Norm caught his breath and set to cleaning himself up.

Norm had to quickly make himself presentable. He couldn’t walk out of the toilet looking like he had just sucked a stranger’s cock and been spurted with hot stick cum. Making his way out of the toilet Norm’s eye caught his wife’s. He could see where his wife was looking. Jacinta was looking in the direction of a man who was walking away from their table. This was the first night of their holiday in New York.

This restaurant had been recommended to them by friends who had previously visited New York. Norm and Jacinta were very pleases with it. Jacinta because of the cute guy she spotted sitting at the bar. Trying to get his attention she had suggested to Norm that he might need to go to the toilet. Knowing what she had in mind Norm eagerly obliged. Jacinta was going to try to set up a fun night of fucking and sucking. Norm got up and walked to the toilet. He had planned to sit in the toilet and stroke his cock while imagining what it would look like while that cute guy fucked his wife.

But one thing Norm hadn’t expected was company in the toilet. The stranger caught his eye and looked back over his shoulder as he walked into the cubicle. Half closing the door behind himself, but leaving it open, Norm knew he was being invited in. Stepping inside the cubicle Norm saw the guy standing there with his pants around his ankles and his rapidly hardening cock in his hand. This was going to be a fun few minutes.

“So, how did it go?” Norm asked Jacinta with a cheeky smile on his face. “Is he interested in joining us?”

“You took your time in there,” Jacinta answered his question with another question. “Did you rub one out while you were waiting?”

“I did. I also had some help.” Norm replied, savoring the look of surprise on his wife’s face. They both had become very comfortable with each other’s kinky desires. The idea that Norm was happy to suck and be fucked by big cock turned Jacinta on just as much as the knowledge that Jacinta loved tweaking the nipples of a girl while she licked her pussy turned Norm on. “So, are we going to have a party, or is it just you and I” Norm asked.

“Did you enjoy yourself while you were in the toilet?” Jacinta asked, trying to evade the question. “Did you find some way to keep yourself occupied?”

“I had a great time, and it tasted great. But are we going to have some fun tomorrow?” Norm asked, trying to get an answer.

“I am, but you are going to have to go out and find your own fun. He only wants to play with me.” Jacinta answered as the smile disappeared from her face. She wasn’t sure how Norm would take this. But she needn’t have worried. Norm had read online about an adult book shop nearby that he was eager to visit. While they had been planning this holiday Norm had eagerly read many a story about adventures at glory holes. He was excited by the idea of trying one. The fact that his wife wanted a chance to fuck this stranger by herself gave Norm the perfect opportunity to go exploring.

“I’m sure that I’m going to be able to find something to do. Hope enjoy yourself as much as I am hoping to enjoy myself.” Norm replied after the thought of glory hole fun began to spread through his mind.

The next day, after a hearty breakfast at the hotel, Norm passionately kissed his wife before he left her for her date with the cute stranger. Norm headed out the door and started walking in the direction of the adult book store. It took Norm about an hour of walking before he finally found the place he was looking for. Before he actually found the door, hidden down an ally way, Norm was beginning to think that maybe the adult book store was just the figment of some horny internet blogger.

But once he found it he realized that it was everything that he had heard of. As Norm made his way to the cashier desk to exchange quarters for the peep shows Norm wondered if Jacinta was having as much fun as he was hoping to soon have. The thought of Jacinta rubbing her moist, slippery pussy while she watched the stranger undress started to make Norm’s cock hard. Making his way down the corridor to where the peep shows were located Norm spotted a couple of guys nonchalantly standing around pretending to look at things on the shelves. Norm was hoping they were waiting to see a guy such as himself walking down this corridor towards the glory hole.

Opening the door, Norm stepped inside and sat down on a bench that ran the width of the cubicle. Before his eyes could acclimatize to the dim light Norm felt in front of himself for the slot where he could insert some quarters. As the screen came to life Norm glanced from side to side hoping to see the holes in the walls he had read about. His excitement began to build as he saw that there were in fact two holes, one on either türkçe bahis wall. Selecting from a menu, Norm chose a video to watch. As the screen came to life the image of two girls, each with firm tits, being fucked by three guys came to life.

The sounds of fucking were being played through the speakers and Norm undid his pants and freed his cock. Now wanting to come too soon, Norm very gently stroked his cock. As his eyes became more accustomed to the dim lights Norm looked on either side to see if the booth to his left and right was occupied. To his disappointment Norm could see the booth to his right was vacant. But on his left he could see a guy in a similar situation to himself. Sitting naked and stroking his cock, the guy was obviously watching porn just like Norm.

Norm could hear the sounds of fucking coming from the other guy’s booth. But Norm could neither see the guy’s face, nor his screen. For a few moments Norm enjoyed watching the stranger stroking his cock while being watched. It was at this moment that the stranger realized that he was being watched. He stood up and moved over to the hole in the wall and pushed his cock through the hole.

For a moment Norm just sat there starting at this cock protruding from the wall. Then as he came to terms with what was about to happen, Norm reached out and firmly grasped the stranger’s hard cock. Stroking the cock up and down a few times Norm could feel the veins in the hard cock. The head of the cock was circumcised, big and bulbous. The oozing pre-cum gathering at the tip of his cock suggested that this stranger may have been waiting here for some time, until someone like Norm would come to suck cock. His waiting had come to an end as norm opened his mouth and in one motion, took all of the stranger’s cock in his mouth.

In one gulp Norm had swallowed the cock down to the base. As he drew the cock out of his mouth, Norm swirled his tongue around the stranger’s cock head. Just then he heard from the other side of the wall “Put it in your mouth.” Norm buried the cock deep in his mouth. With in just a few more bobs up and down on this first cock Norm was rewarded with a mouth full of warm cum. As fast as the cock had appeared it disappeared again.

Norm was left feeling disappointed. But he needn’t be because soon that cock was replaced with another. Once again Norm dived on the cock in front of him. Taking him deep in his throat Norm was hoping for another mouthful of hot cum. But before he could get his reward for being a good cock sucker the cock was pulled back through the hole and disappeared. Norm tried to follow the cock as far as the wall would allow. But before he knew what was happening the cock was gone. Then it reappeared soon after being taken away. Norm reached out and felt that this time the cock was slick with lube and was covered in a condom. Knowing what the stranger was expecting Norm turned around and pushed his arse towards the hole in the wall. While he was supporting himself on the bench with one hand, Norm reached back with the other hand and guided the cock head to the entrance to his arse.

The cock poking through the wall pushed at the entrance of Norm’s arse. As Norm’s arse stretched the cock slipped deeper into Norm. When he felt that he was totally impaled on cock Norm moved forward slightly and felt the length of the cock slide out of him. Once again, when the cock was almost out of his arse, Norm once again pushed back against the wall; and the cock; and was once again impaled.

Once the stranger and Norm began to work into a rhythm Norm felt the pleasure of being fucked this way. As the sounds of fucking spread through the booths Norm noticed once again, the hole on the opposite wall. This hole was being used by someone on the other side eager to join in the action. Norm reached out and stroked the new cock. The two walls were close enough together that Norm could take the tip of the new cock in his mouth while the other cock was buried deep in his arse. As Norm moved forward he was able to take the one cock deep in his throat, then moving back again the cock in his mouth was pulled out to the tip and the cock in his arse was shoved deep into his now well fucked arse.

Moving back and forth like this Norm enjoyed being fucked at both ends for some time before both cocks came at the same time. Norm was pushing back against the cock in his arse as the cum flooded deep into his arse. As the other stranger came his cock slipped out of Norm’s mouth and a stream of cum landed on Norm’s forehead, dripping down the side of his nose and into his mouth. Almost as quickly as they had appeared those two cocks disappeared. Norm set about cleaning himself up a little.

Wiping his face with tissues Norm notice the action on the screen was still going. Now a woman was straddling the cock of a guy sitting on a couch facing away from him. Each time she bounced up and down on his cock another guy was licking her pussy and the cock fucking that pussy. While Norm was thinking about his own hard cock and the fact that he still güvenilir bahis siteleri hadn’t cum he noticed a cock poking through the wall where the precious cock that had fucked his are came from. Immediately Norm dived on the fresh cock. In one gulp Norm took the new cock deep in his mouth. As he was bobbing up and down on this new cock Norm felt a hand reach out and grab his arse. Before he knew what was happening that hand was replaced with a cock.

Once again norm was being fucked in the arse while he sucked another cock. Falling into a similar rhythm as before Norm found himself being shared between two cocks. Lost in lust and passion Norm continued this way for some time. For how long Norm couldn’t say. One cock would cum and shortly be replace with another. By the time Norm had satisfied every guy there he had been cum on multiple times. He had cum in his hair, on his face, and in his arse.

Feeling exhausted, but still horny, Norm cleaned up as best as he could with the limited supply of tissues. When he walked out of the booth there were a group of guys smiling at Norm. Norm could only assume that they were at least some of the guys who he had sucked and fucked in the last however long he had been in the booth. Norm smiled back at the group of guys.

When Norm arrived back at the hotel he wasn’t sure if he was going to find his wife entertaining company or on her won. As he walked down the corridor towards their hotel room Norm passes three guys walking the other way. The first thought that popped into Norm’s horny mind was what these guys would look like naked. Norm knocked on the hotel room door and was greeted by his beautiful wife standing in front of him completely naked. Jacinta just smiled her usual wicked smile at Norm, then turned around and walked back towards the bed. Norm’s eyes watched the sway of her arse as she walked away from him. Immediately Norm’s cock sprang to life.

“So how was your day, Sweety?” Norm asked, remembering what she had planned while he was out sucking and being fucked by cock. “I hope you have had as much fun as I have.”

“If you want to know you will have to watch this.” Jacinta said as she pointed the remote at the TV and pressed play.

The screen came to life with a close up image of Jacinta’s face. On the screen, once she was satisfied that the GoPro camera was working, turned it around and moved towards the counter where the RV was sitting. Once the picture stopped shaking Norm realized that Jacinta had set up the camera to capture the action of the day.

‘Hi Honey, I hope you enjoy this.’ Jacinta’s voice came from the screen as the image showed her walking back towards the bed. Norm watched as the video of Jacinta showed her rubbing her pussy through her sheer lacy panties and moaning her pleasure. For a few minutes Jacinta worked herself close to orgasm. One hand was furiously rubbing her pussy and thrusting in and out of her pussy while her other hand twisted and played with her nipple. Before she could cum she was interrupted by a knock on the door. ‘They’re here, time to turn off the TV.’ Jacinta on the screen said as she pointed a remote at the screen. ‘Hope you enjoy the show.’ Jacinta said as she turned off the TV. But the GoPro camera kept filming.

Jacinta could be seen walking towards the door, wearing only her sheer, lacy panties. As she walked briskly towards the door her enthusiasm was shown as her tits bounced with each step. Norm was expecting to see Jacinta walk back into screen with a guy. But instead she led three guys into view. They were all ogling Jacinta’s firm tits and Norm could clearly see the bulge in the pants of at least one guy.

Norm realized that these three guys were the same three guys he had passed on his way back to their hotel room. Meanwhile, his eyes glued to the screen, he watched the video of Jacinta wasting no time in dropping to her knees. She reached out and opened the pants of one guy. In one quick motion she gulped his cock whole. Nor wanting to be left out of the action the other guys quickly dropped their pants.

Jacinta moved from one cock to the next. First sucking one cock for a few strokes, then moving on to another. All the while she either had a cock in her mouth, or in one of her hands. Taking control of the situation, one of the guys grabbed Jacinta and pushed her down on the bed. Pulling off her panties, he lined up his cock with her wet pussy and rammed into her with one hard thrust. Jacinta’s screams of pleasure and pain were stifled as one of the guys shoved his cock back into her mouth. Both of these guys were fucking Jacinta from both ends and she was loving every moment. Even though her screams of pleasure were being muffled by the cock in her mouth, Norm could still tell that she had been in ecstasy, enjoying filming herself being fucked by three strangers.

Norm looked away from the screen to Jacinta. He saw that she was again rubbing her pussy. Norm smiled a huge lusty smile at Jacinta, then turned back to the screen to take in the action. Jacinta was reaching out, while she was being fucked at both ends, and felt a hard cock being put into her hand. Maneuvering slightly, Jacinta moved so that she could suck the other cock for a while. For a while all three of the guy shared Jacinta in this manner.

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The time I consider that I lost my virginity was back in 1989, I was a late starter at 22 years old. (my sister didn’t count as far as I was concerned because it was non-consensual on my part, another story for another day, possibly). They say your first time is usually the most memorable, well mine certainly was, not only for me but a few other people as well.

At the time I was living in Hamilton, about one hours drive south of Auckland.

Some friends of mine who I had known for about 5 years, who were in their mid 50’s and who I will call Jack and Kathy for the sake of their privacy, decided to buy a farm. They wanted to start a strawberry growing operation. They came from the city and Jack already had a small airfreight delivery business using his own small single engine six seater piper aircraft with four of the seats removed for freight. He decided to buy this 70 ha run down ex pig farm and convert it to a strawberry growing operation. The first thing he wanted to do was fly his plane from there. So I volunteered my time to help Jack for a few weekends setting up a runway so he could store his plane on his own property. His delivery business was still quite busy and in the meantime he had to use a small airfield about 30km away.

So Jack and Kathy moved into an old weather board style house that was on the farm. The house served its purpose but was mostly in a state of disrepair. About two weeks after Jack and Kathy moved in, the first weekend I went there and several other close friends and couples were also helping out, there was a lot of work to do, clearing dead smelly pig carcasses form a small creek that ran right through the middle of his farm and across the middle of the designated runway was our first job. Mainly done with shovel’s and a neighbours tractor and front end loader. After that we dug a trench and started putting some pipe work in and back filling it so the creek could flow under the runway to the next farm.

While I was there I started working with a girl called Robyn, who was also one of Jack and Kathy’s long time friends since she was a toddler. Kathy used to baby sit Robyn many years ago and was still good friends with Robyn’s parents. Robyn was about 5 foot 5, not slim but not fat either and had long black flowing hair that went down to her shoulder blades. A happy bubbly sort of character.

While we were clearing out the ditch with Robyn helping me, we talked about how we met Jack and Kathy, what we each did for a crust and other mundane stuff just making the day go a bit faster with small talk. I was a typical university science student at Waikato University and a bit of a nerd, although I didn’t think so at the time. Certainly not as nerdy as some of the other people I had met since getting involved in university life.

It was a bit of a working bee with several couples helping out. After a good hard day’s work from everybody and lots of progress being made, Kathy made a bunch of homemade burgers for tea and Jack supplied plenty of beer to go around. We all sat around their open fire in their lounge telling jokes and stories, talking, laughing and drinking for a few hours.

By 10pm I was getting ready to head back home when Kathy suggested that I should stay the night, since I had a bit to drink and it was a good 40 minute drive for me to get back home. I protested by saying I felt ok and said I had nowhere to sleep when Robin piped up and said “You can share my bed if you want.” making me very surprised but also quite happy with the sudden change of plans. Everybody seemed happy with that so, ok. About three other couples were also staying the night sleeping in other rooms in the house.

The bed Robin was told she could use was an old single steel frame bed in a small single unfurnished room with wooden floorboards. At least the bed was canlı bahis made up. She decided to head off to bed then, I carried on talking with the crew for another 15 more minutes then everybody else decided to head off to bed as well.

I got into Robyn’s room expecting her to be half asleep, took off my jeans then hopped in beside her. She was still wide wake and she cuddled up to me. I felt her warm body and to my surprise she was already fully nude. Since I normally slept nude as well I removed my shirt. Her hands quickly went straight down to my underpants and started tugging at them and she told me to take them off. I quickly removed them as well.

She was only 19 but she obviously had plenty of experience at this. I was 22 and a bit girl shy with practically no experience at all, only really feeling comfortable around my sister who had been married now for a couple of years, I had done nothing with her since way before then.

Robyn’s hands went straight down to caress my penis getting it erect fairly quickly, as soon as it was hard she said to me “Do you want a blow job?” I said “Yeah OK” very surprised at how fast things were moving. Robyn and I were not drunk but certainly feeling the effects of several hours drinking. She pulled the blankets back off the bed and lay down giving me a very nice oral job, with her legs straight out past my head lying side by side.

It wasn’t a cold night but it started raining and blowing quite hard outside and the roof started to leak over where the bed was, water started dripping onto Robyn’s bare back while she was giving me a blow job. She stopped giving me oral, got up and turned on the light, standing there by the door looking at me while completely nude. This image burned itself into my brain. She had a beautiful 19 year olds body and skin that she was happy to show off, lovely c cup breasts, a fairly natural but trimmed bush, and a really nice all over body tan.

I got off the bed with my hard on wobbling around and we moved the bed away from the wall to the centre of the room with the headboard at the far end so the footboard was close to the door, about four feet away. The rain got harder but at least the dripping water was missing where we had the bed. The roof also started leaking on the other side of the bed now as well.

I told her I would give her some oral to repay the compliment. Quite keen for that she lay on her back wither legs spread, me between her legs with the light still on, I was marvelling at her pussy and inspecting it. Other than my sister’s pussy, this was the first one I had ever seen in close up detail from another woman. I was amazed at how different it was from my sister’s and how stunningly beautiful it was. I took in every detail, as its image made a permanent imprint in my brain of what I was looking at, it was just exquisite. Because of my inexperience I never realised there were so many different shapes and sizes of pussy back then. This one was the gold standard. I was hooked on pussy forever after that.

I couldn’t believe my luck, I started licking and sucking her clit for a few minutes when she suggested we try a 69. I got up and she wanted the light off, I turned off the light, lay on the bed with my head at the door end and Robyn climbed on top into a 69 so her head was at the headboard end. She really enjoyed giving oral. The rain got harder and the rate of dripping from the roof increased on both sides of the bed to almost a small steady little stream, though not on us.

She was giving me oral, I was licking her clit and finger fucking her twat when the door suddenly opened and the light came on, it was Kathy standing there with an empty 20 litre bucket in each hand coming to see how much the roof was leaking in the rain. She obviously knew the roof in this room leaked in the rain but bahis siteleri forgot to mention it. I think she was expecting the both of us to be fast asleep in bed. Boy, did she get a surprise!

Her first view was an eyeful of Robyn’s naked ass, vaginal lips and brown eye staring at her face, 3 feet away. My head was in between Robyn’s legs, my tongue in her groove and on her clit with my finger pumping in and out of her vagina. I still cringe sometimes and laugh other times when I think about this happening over 30 years later.

I yelled out “Turn the bloody light off!” as it was bright in my eyes, Robyn yelling at her in a much louder voice “GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE!”, she could not see it was Kathy since she was facing the headboard. Kathy stood at the door in shell shock, staring at Robyn’s naked ass, taking it all in. After Robyn swore at Kathy she went straight back to giving me head while I went back to tasting Robyn’s juices.

There wasn’t much we could do about it now so no point in crying about it, we both just carried on pleasuring each other. Kathy still standing there coming to grips with what she was witnessing, her mouth dropped open – the innocent little Robyn she used to change nappies on and she had known for the last 17 years had all grown up, and not in the most innocent way either.

I was quite surprised at my own reaction, maybe it was the alcohol. I was more bothered by the bright light shining in my eyes than what I was about the display we were giving to Kathy. Robyn wasn’t the shyest girl I had ever come across either. Ignoring Robyn’s demands, Kathy came into the room hurriedly, put the bucket under the first drip, stopped for a quick look at Robyn sucking my cock, went around the back to put the other bucket on the other side of the bed under the second drip, had another good look for a few seconds then went to the door again staring at Robyn’s ass again for a few more seconds with me giving her oral.

She turned off the light saying “Good Night.” Watched for another 10 or more seconds with just the hallway light shining through the door on Robyn’s ass, then shutting the door quite hard left us alone to get on with it. I think she would have stayed longer if we had asked her too, she almost seemed disappointed to leave.

After she shut the door I heard Kathy say “Good God!” in a loud high pitched voice as she walked down the hallway. We carried on what we were doing before we were interrupted as if it had never happened and quickly forgot about it.

After a few more minutes of 69ing Robyn wanted me to fuck her in the missionary position. She lay on her back on the bed, her legs spread wide with me floundering around on top pretending to know what I was doing, slowly fucking and fingering her. She said she liked it rough and hard, so I speed up faster and harder than before trying harder to keep her satisfied, the bed creaking and squeaking with the increased pace. After a few minutes of that she wanted to go on top.

She was humping me really fast until she came, the old bed creaking, groaning and squeaking with the rhythm making a lot of noise and us not being at all concerned about the rest of the house hearing. Everything else seemed pretty trivial compared to the live porno show that we had just put on for Kathy. I think the alcohol started to take another effect because we both got really tired as well. She lay in the bed facing away from me, we pulled the covers back on and I entered her from behind. We spent the next 20 or 30 minutes fucking from a spooning position until we both fell asleep with the bed still squeaking with every thrust I was giving her.

The next morning the rain had died away to a heavy drizzle. Kathy’s buckets were about ¾ full and water slowly dripping into them in a rather annoying sort of way. I can never get bahis şirketleri used to the sound of dripping water. Robyn and I talked in bed for 10 minutes then she got up about 8.30am had a coffee and left for home. After the alcohol had worn off I think she was a bit embarrassed to face Jill again, as was I. I got up, had coffee and quick bite hoping everybody would stay in bed a bit longer.

The wife of one of the couple’s came out to the kitchen while I was eating some toast and drinking my coffee, she said to me “What on earth were you doing in there all last night, all that noise.” I just smiled at her and said the roof was leaking, so we had to keep moving the bed around. She laughed back and said “Huh, Yeah right!” and winked at me with a more knowingly look and said I had a really big smile on my face. She probably heard the bed squeaking a lot of the night. She hadn’t heard the full storey from Kathy yet, I didn’t want to be around for that.

There was no point in hanging around the farm due to it still raining so I headed for home without saying bye to Jack and Kathy who were still in bed.

Two weeks later I went out there again, half expecting myself and Robyn to be banished from the farm. To my surprise everybody was quite friendly, they hadn’t seen Robyn again since that weekend.

I helped out with another days work and stayed again on the Saturday night. Jack giving me a funny grin all day and winked at me a couple of times, he told me I was a real dark horse.

That night Kathy made some more burgers again and we had few more drinks both of us talking together like nothing had happened. Then, after a few more drinks Kathy started talking about what she had seen, in front of me, to everybody who was there including some newcomers, they all seemed engrossed into the story when she started it by “The torrent of abuse I got when after I opened the bedroom door…” She then went on to add all the glory details she saw. I think Kathy was trying to be funny, I thought it was funny as well but, deep down, I felt a bit sorry for Robyn since she didn’t realise what was being said about her.

I wanted to add something in like “Hey guys, this was my first real fuck so gemme a break!” but I was a bit shy and embarrassed to admit it due to being so old at the time. A lot of guy’s and girls that I had spoken back then recon they were 6 to 8 years younger than I was when they first did it.

While Kathy was telling the story reasonably accurately and talking I was in stiches, laughing so hard, my ribs so sore that I couldn’t stand up, the next day they felt like they were broken. It was really painful whenever I took a deep breath, laughed, sneezed or coughed.

I went to the doctor the next day, he examined me and said I had damaged the cartilage in my rib cage from laughing to hard and gave me some codeine based painkillers which worked wonders. It took about two weeks to come right.

I have absolutely no doubt it was bought up as a story to tell many times when I was not around. Some mutual friends that were not there on the day giving me funny look’s for along time afterwards. I still look back on it with fond memories of it though and I’m not sure if I would change anything if I could. I felt that I had an underserved reputation for a while afterwards that I was secretly quite proud of.

We didn’t collect each other’s number and other than bumping into Robyn from time to time for the next couple of years I never really had anything more to do with her again. About a year later I heard through the grapevine that she was pregnant.

This all happened over 30 years ago now, the only people that I still have any contact with for the last 20 years till now is the wife of the woman in the kitchen who asked me about all of the noise we were making. So I think she saw the funny side in the end.

Thanks Robyn, poor o’l Kathy, I hope she never mentioned it to your mum. I wasn’t banned from the place and Kathy still seemed happy to see me for the next 10 years that they owned it.

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Halloween has always been my favorite Holiday, I have always loved getting dressed up in costumes, and going out in public all dressed up, this year was no different in that fact. However what was different this year was they type of costume I wore.

For years I went with simple, but kinda pretty costumes- safe costumes in other words. The cat costume- ears tail, and a outfit of black jeans and turtle neck. The witch- hat and almost ankle length black dress. The Priestess- full coverage dress and a circlet. Always I looked “nice” “cute”- safe.

This year I have decided I was going to do my costume differently. This year, if I got “cute” it would be fallowed by “but sexy.” I’ve become more comfortable with my body, I have started to enjoy showing it off, and I was very happy with the out come.

Those that know me intimately were not too surprised by the subject matter, they however were very surprised- and happy with the manner in which I made the costume.

I was a fairy, but a very naughty fairy. The skirt of my black dress went to three inches above my knees, but it was all torn up, the rips ending a good three or four inches higher. The top of the dress I pinned to my bra so it showed maximum cleavage, and then offset that cut with a beautiful corset. Covering my legs were fishnet tights and my fuck me boots. I looked good, I looked hot, and I felt sexy as hell.

Today was the day after Halloween, but that didn’t mean my enjoyment was over, for tonight I was going to a costume party.

I had been looking forward to this party for weeks, ever since I received the invitation, for a few reasons. It was a chance for me to get out of the house, out of the town and go spend time with my friends who I see so seldom due to the distance between where we live. I will not lie the other reason I was so excited about this party was because there were hopefully going to be several guys there that I have been very attracted to for a long time, one of them was even the host of the party.

My story for you is not what happened at the party, though I did enjoy myself and had a lot of fun that night, but rather what I had wished had happened at that party.

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The night was just dark enough, with a slight chill, enough to send some inside, but for me it was a perfectly cool evening. I stepped out of my van and took a deep breath, excitement already pooling low in my belly. No matter how long it has been between visits it’s always the same, excitement warring with nervousness and pure happiness.

I pull on my wings and walk up the short distance from where I parked to the house. Looking up on the hill I see that my friends have already started to gather and are building a small bonfire, the perfect addition to the night. I stop briefly inside to add my offerings to the party list, and then I am out at the fire.

One of the first people canlı bahis şirketleri to catch my attention is my ex boyfriend Chris. His costume is very simple, and totally him. But what truly sparked my interest was the addition of two eyebrow rings since I had last seen him. I have always had a weakness for facial piercings and tattoos, and these added to Chris’s rugged looks.

Just a few minuets after seeing him and already fantasies were playing in my mind, mixtures of memory and desire.

I was thinking of the last Halloween, when at the end of the night we curled up in my best friend Jimmy’s bed and slept; until Chris decided to wake me- his hand down my panties slowly teasingly rubbing my clit until I started to wake, then faster and harder until I was cumming all over his hand. Remembering how I repaid his mischievous ways by pushing him down on his back, starting to kiss and nibble his neck, and ears, the most responsive parts of his upper body. Then I was making my way down his torso, to his pants, pulling them down just low enough to let his dick spring free. I give him a playfully evil look before I start my assault, licking his hard dick from base to tip, playfully nipping the sensitive spots, swirling my tongue over the head already leaking pre-cum. His arms are bracing the the walls trying to keep the bed from moving even as he fights to remain quiet under my ministrations. I move from my teasing onto sucking his dick hard and fast. Alternating between deep throating him, and using my hand to stroke his length as I suck and lick at the head. When he cums into my mouth with a muffled groan, I suck down every last drop giving one last lick before moving back up the bed to cuddle and kiss him, noticing that Jimmy is getting up and leaving the room….

I come out of my memories wet and horny, but join in the conversation and the party, meeting some new people, but always my eyes are seeking out Jimmy, he is dressed up as a girl this year, and a very pretty one at that. Where most people would be offset by guys in drag it doesn’t bother me, and sometimes can add to the excitement. I find him and our eyes lock, as always feelings of desire run through my body, adding to the wetness between my legs. I move as close to him as I dare with all these people around. The night progresses and I stay with him for a bit moving between all the little groups that form over conversations and then drift apart. Soon it is only me and Jimmy outside in the light of the bonfire, he is sitting next to me rubbing up and down my inner thighs I’m sure he can feel the heat from my desire but he never runs his hand up high enough for any real fun to start.

But in my head I am remembering that one stolen night between us, how he showed up at my door in the middle of the night unexpectedly. We went back to my room to talk like we have so many times before, then he was climbing into bed canlı kaçak iddaa with me. Kissing me firmly his hands were making there way under the blanket- my only covering- stroking my body to full arousal. I can only whimper and moan under his treatment before moving on to nip his neck, running my hands in turn over his body finding that he is already hard, and stroking his dick through his pants. Soon he is pulling off his shirt and then his pants, it is only moments later that he is filling me. As he is thrusting into me hard and fast we are kissing, nipping, and holding onto each other. We switch up positions, he moves me into doggy style and mounts me in a way no other ever has. Wrapping his legs around mine in an odd but delightful way, it allows him to pound into me faster and harder then before. With a quiet scream I am cumming hard around him, and hearing a grunt from him I know he has cum as well.

I focus back on the conversation and notice that people have started coming back outside. I am disappointed for I was hoping for something, maybe a quick roll in the grass even. Jimmy flashes me a smirk and I know he can read my disappointment clearly. Later on at the end of the night when every one who is staying over is finding places to crash, Jimmy tells me, that if I want to take a shower and wash off the blue hair spray and the glitter that covers my body, I am welcome to. A little while after I have climbed into the shower and am enjoying the warm spray, washing all the cosmetics off I hear the door open and pause for a minuet not sure who has entered. When I hear the rustle of clothes I blush thinking maybe some one is too drunk or too desperate to care that there is some one in the shower, and are about to relive themselves.

When the curtain pulls back and Jimmy climbs in I am pleasantly surprised, no words or time is wasted. We are kissing and rubbing at each others bodies, stroking each other to frenzy, he is pushing me against the wall and parting my legs, thrusting his length deeply into my willing wet pussy. It is amazing the feelings of him thrusting hard into me the warm water cascading over us, his lips against mine, his hands gripping my hips hard almost painfully. Soon I am cumming so hard I swear I am seeing stars and I know he is cumming with me. With one last kiss and a light rinse he is leaving the shower first. I am too dazed to say much of anything. When I have finished showering, drying off and getting dressed in my boxers and t-shirt I find that he has already gone to bed. I don’t have the courage to go join him in his room.

So feeling warm and fuzzy still I make my way into the living room and find a couch to rest upon. I noticed upon entering that Chris has claimed the other couch and is apparently fast asleep. I gaze slightly longingly on him before laying down and getting comfortable on my chosen bed. Sleep has almost claimed me when I feel another canlı kaçak bahis body climbing over mine, lips finding my neck and working all my hot spots, when I open my eyes it is to see Chris. He slowly moves his lips to mine leaving light kisses along my jaw line. He gives me a long hard searing kiss, our tongues battling much as they used to. “One more go for old times sake?” He whispers in my ear before renewing his assault upon my neck and I am helpless to tell him No. It doesn’t take us long to remove our clothing, doing the things that we know will entice the other, my biting at his ears and neck hard but careful not to leave marks, his rubbing and pulling at my breasts and nipples.

He has me move into doggy style, our favorite position, and he rubs his dick over my ass, before shifting down to enter me. I am dripping wet and I know my pussy is clenching him tightly by the hiss that leaves his mouth, after a minuet he is thrusting in and out slowly then a little faster. He never gets as rough as I like it, but he makes up for this by reaching down and massaging that spot on my lower back which always drives me crazy with desire. As he rubs it I start bucking matching him thrust for thrust. Only quiet moans and the sound of skin hitting skin fill the room. The added excitement that is in the air, the chance of getting caught spurs us on faster. All too soon he pulls out and I feel him cum over my ass, I smile knowing some things never change.

Chris has always been an ass man and enjoyed cumming on mine. I roll over and he reaches down between my legs parting my lower lips with his fingers. Finding my clit, the little bundle of nerves already sensitive to touch, he rubs around my clit brushing his finger tips over it closer and closer, harder and harder until i cum hard. My whole body bucking up and down. With one last kiss we get redressed before he moves back over to his couch and settles down to sleep, warm and fuzzy once again I roll over to do the same.

Morning comes all too soon, as I hear Chris getting up and putting on his boots. Then he leaves the house, and as I hear his truck leave the driveway I know that our actions will be a happy memory, but not something that we will talk about again. I follow his example and get ready to leave myself, I go and get my change of clothes from the van. Going into the bathroom I change quickly, when I exit I see Jimmy has woken, and is sitting at the table. I give him a warm look and greet him with a sleepy good morning, but before anything can be said his bedroom door opens and I see that his girlfriend showed up sometime last night after I fell asleep.

I have no ill feelings for her and am in fact a little bit attracted to her, and she had asked me before to sleep with her. Though I said yes nothing ever came from it. As far as I know she doesn’t know about Jimmy and my actions, and it is best that way.

This just shows me that my choice was correct it was time for me to go. Telling them goodbye I take my leave, and as I drive away it is with a smile on my face. I enjoyed myself last night and have two new memories to fantasize about in the middle of the night when I am alone.

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Hair tickles my bare back as you move my locks aside to place a whisper of a kiss between my shoulder blades. I grumble loudly upon waking, it’s too early. I try to bury myself deeper into the pillow as your arm snakes around cupping my breast beneath me; claiming yours. I refuse to open my eyes. I lay quietly preparing myself for your next move. Light breathing flares out against my back as your lips slowly trail down my spine. I can feel your body hovering over mine, your sweet kisses and body heat sparking chills of delight up to my ears. My body prickles and tenses up eagerly awaiting its final destination. You linger near my lower back, lightly nipping at my hip. My annoyance has long since faded into a dull ache between my legs. Your breathy laugh tickles goosebumps as you squeeze my breast just a little tighter, a pinched hold on my nipple. You watch me catch my breath, my chest heaving slowly as my nipple rolls mercilessly between your fingertips. I feel your smile within the wet kisses pressed into the center of my back. Your fingers play urgently, begging me to pay attention. I don’t hate this game, my center is wet and waiting and I enjoy my body reacting to yours. Your leg slips between mine as you rest your weight above me. Your hand reaches carefully for my hair, holding on tightly as your hard excitement rubs into my lower back. I can’t take it anymore, my fingers grip the sheets, my wet center aching as I push back into you.

“Please..” I beg of you.

I’m soaking for you, craving and whimpering for you to relieve my ache. I feel how earth shatteringly hard you. I hate lying trapped beneath you as you blatantly enjoy my struggle. I know you feel my urgency. I thrust backwards fiercely.

You release my breast and carefully stretch your body to the length of mine. The bed dips forward slightly as you rest your weight on your elbows around me. Your breath trembles against my shoulder as your sex rotates against me. Only cotton stands between us now. You reach for my hands stretching them out before me and bury yourself into illegal bahis my neck. You’re pushing harder, swirling deeper, trying to break past that damn barrier. My hips move with yours, lifting upwards urgently seeking your entry. I feel your growl build deep within me as you slowly lose your patience. Your cool exterior breaking with the added frustration of wanting to be inside of me. I press my back into your chest, needing to be close. My legs quiver as my ache increases, I don’t want to wait anymore. I feel the thickness of your shaft digging desperately, you’re slowly losing control. You release my hands and drag yours beneath me, grasping my breasts harshly. Your forehead lodges between my shoulders as you press on with your pulsating sex. A mournful growl tears through your chest as I wiggle my ass back and forth, quickly, wanting to push you to give in already. You’re holding me down but I enjoy controlling you.

As though sensing my slight victory, you abruptly lower your hand below and grab my intimacy tightly. I don’t wiggle, I don’t even dare to breath. I feel you pulsating against me on the brink of going over. Your heart rate beats profusely against my back. A few deep breaths help you regain your composure as well as his. Slightly loosening your hold on me, you press your middle finger up and lazily seek between my wet folds confidently.

“Mm..” I open my eyes to your moan, squinting at how tightly I’ve kept them shut. My labored breathing stands out against your calm form. I hold my breath and press my ass up.

With every rub against your hardness my underwear gives away bit by bit. Soon nothing but your skin presses into mine. He stands fully erect and ready against me. I want to show you how wet and ready I am but your fingers are already traveling beneath the lining. You stroke just outside my lips so agonizingly slow it seems like it’ll never happen. You take your time stroking my inner thighs, running them inwards to my hot mess. Unaware of my own desperation, I grind shamelessly trying to bring you closer.

Your illegal bahis siteleri hand useless to my breast, releases me and travels up my spine. You dig your nails in with just enough pressure to scrape your way down to my hip before latching on. You push back intensely never once loosening your grip. I pant happily as you build yourself up again. I have to have you inside of me now. Hips bucking against my backside as your embrace tightens around me. Any act of gentleness is abandoned as your long artistic finger slides inside of me once, then twice, before entering another. Soaked underwear pushed aside, you bury two as deeply possible that my body is willing to take. Your palm flattens my swollen center as you finger fuck me furiously. It’s finally happening; the build up I’ve moaned for slowly dragging me under. I don’t feel your sex slamming against me, I don’t hear your words of encouragement. I just become the hot intensity that is building like lava within me.

I feel your shout before I hear it, you pull back your fingers and flip me over with superhero-like speed. You hover over me breathing heavily as you glower.. “You’ve got to stop doing that..”

Seconds pass into eternity as we angrily stare at another. My sheets are gripped between your white knuckles as my own lie limply around me.

You raise one finger to my face and trace my lower lip. When had I become one to pout?

Never breaking contact, you lower your mouth and place the lightest kiss on my nose, moving onto my eyelids next. You brush by the corner of my smile before landing hotly against my mouth. My bottom lip disappears entirely within yours. My eyes flutter shut as you trail down my chin, along my neck. My breath hitches with every inch. My collarbone. My shoulders. Your kisses become wetter, your lips opening and tasting my skin with every new discovery. My shoulders, arms, and rib cage. The hollow between my breasts. My heaving molds endure light bites until you finally swirl your tongue just around my nipple, over and over.

My canlı bahis siteleri eyes open to yours as your smirk lowers itself for the final bite. My middle shoots up as painful bliss throws me over. You nibble and suck harshly, but tongue over the raw pleasure before it gets to be too much. I feel myself thumping, the ache growing painfully beneath as you suck the pleasure into me.

You tear off my underwear as I manage for some sort of control. The raw crazy that’s taken a hold of me can’t be accountable for what I’ll do to you if you don’t hurry. Your arm braces beneath me, enveloping my weak yet sex crazed body. Your mouth takes in a lonely nipple as your hand dips between my folds. An animalistic moan reaches out as my thighs imprison your hand with every stroke. Top, to bottom. You circle my throbbing clitoris gripping it lightly between your thumb and finger, toying with it. Toying with me. I faintly hear myself begging and moaning for release. Your fingers slide inside noisily as my soaked walls clamp down.

“Not yet, baby,” you promise to finish me off soon as I cry out after your fingers.

I tear my eyes open in frustration as you lick me off your hand. You lower yourself between my legs, winking just once in my direction. Your face leans into me, trailing your tongue down from my belly button. Licking between my lips and nibbling them gently, you find my enlarged clitoris and suck it in. Slowly circling around and around with your fiery tongue.. You dip down into me, sucking and pulling my juices. Your fingers dig into my hips as you plant your face deeply within my core, your mouth literally fucking the hell out of me.

My face stretches apart as my mouth gapes breathlessly. My body battles between wanting to watch you and urging you to finish off my enraged orgasm. My insides shake violently as your tongue swirls around. You suckle my clit, lapping me up faster with every scream that quakes out of me. You raise your eyes, taking in my manic state and raise a finger to my nipple, pinching. You enter another finger inside of me, motioning upwards, beckoning me to come. My throat closes in passion, my hands are tearing at your hair, and my thighs have all but buried you until finally that last scratch to my wall skyrockets me into ecstasy.

“Good morning.”

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I dedicate this story and the next story in this series to the dear and wonderful Chinese woman who suggested the idea.

Pamela Poon loved Sydney as much as she hated Bummkrak, Qnsld. Perhaps it was the cosmopolitan nature of the city that allowed a Chinese teenager to feel at home. Definitely, the Queensland rednecks who still believed in the “Yellow Peril” did little to make Pamela Poon feel welcome in Bummkrak. Sydney’s openness, quirks and charms reminded Pamela of her native Hong Kong. Perhaps it was the thorough makeover Sydney received to host the Olympics. Perhaps it was because Sydney was her step-father’s name and a Chinese daughter always honours her parents, even adopted parents.

Today, Pamela Poon was not in love with Sydney, the city, as on other days. With her bus firmly entrenched in gridlock at a downtown intersection, Pamela resented Sydney’s traffic situation. Pamela muttered under her breath, employing an all-purpose Aussie curse:

“Bugga. I’m going to be late for Koo’s award. Oh, Bugga.”

Pamela disembarked from the bus, catching the next monorail to Darling Harbour. Darling Harbour was once a busy part of the Port of Sydney, shipping Australian wool to the mills of Lancashire. Now, Darling Harbour was an upscale tourist attraction, one feature of which was the Aboriginal Cultural Centre and Keeping Place. Pamela’s best friend at Bummkrak High, Allison Koowootha, would receive an award for her art today at the Cultural Centre.

Finding a seat at the back of the auditorium, Pamela listened politely as the pompous master of ceremonies droned on. “Pretentious arseholes come in all colours, black, white and yellow, I’m discovering,” Pamela thought. Finally, the master of ceremonies came to the moment she had come all the way across Sydney for.

“And now, I’m pleased to introduce our next honouree of this event, Miss Allison Koowootha. Allison, or ‘Koo’ as she signs her paintings, is this year’s Most Promising New Aboriginal Artist. Allison has pioneered, harumph, new erotic themes in our traditional Aboriginal art. It’s not a trend that I entirely approve of myself. As one of Australia’s most eminent art critics, I was appointed to the committee for this year’s awards. When Miss Koowootha’s work was considered for this award, it was I who noted the Chinese willies on the Aboriginal warriors. I maintained that willies coloured differently from the body constituted a discordant surrealistic element that could not be considered fine Aboriginal art. Notwithstanding such obvious defects, the other committee members (all women I might add) have overruled me. Allison Koowootha, please accept this honour on behalf of the Australian Aboriginal Artists Association.”

After the boring speeches had ended, Pamela and Allison walked to a restaurant in Sydney’s Chinatown, conveniently located near the Cultural Centre. The odd pair, consisting of a black Aboriginal woman towering over a petite Chinese woman, attracted many glances, not always approving, in Bummkrak, Qnsld. In Sydney, only the occasional male who developed a lust for non-European beauty gave Pamela and Allison a second glance.

Pamela hadn’t seen Allison in person since she left Bummkrak a year before to take her pre-med studies in Sydney. They made small talk over tea and dimsum snacks about inconsequential happenings to their families and friends in the past year. Finally, they came to the subject that inevitably takes over the conversation of twenty-something women; relationships. Pamela, out of respect that today was Allison’s day, let her friend discuss her relationship first. Pamela wasn’t the least bit surprised that a relationship developed between Allison and her brother Patrick. (Mellow Yellow Next Generation Ch. 1)

“I saw that one coming, Koo because I had a hand in it. The truth is that I wanted you to work at my mother’s restaurant so that you could meet Patrick. When I saw the spark between two of you, I used the excuse that I needed time to study so you two could be alone. I could have gotten into University without all that extra study time.”

“Pam, I’ve always thought that you’re quiet but very devious. I bet you’re into a relationship right now but you haven’t told anyone yet. Come on and spill the beans to Allison. We’re best buddies, aren’t we?”

“Actually, there is someone serious, Koo. I think I’ve found the one. He isn’t what I expected either and you’re right that I can’t tell anyone about him.”

“I love mysteries. Tell me how you hooked up with him and why all the mystery surrounding this relationship.”

“When I first came to the University. I started dating some of the guys but nothing serious ever developed. Actually, I got burned several times by guys. The students from Mainland China are either computer dorks or else they just want to marry a girl to get Australian citizenship. The white students think they’re so cool that any Chinese girl would be privileged to shag them. Really, I think that all Australian guys are illegal bahis like the boys in Bummkrak. They’re in such a rush to get into your pants that they never chat a girl up or treat her right.”

Allison nodded her head knowingly. The two women just wanted to forget about the white guys in Bummkrak and Queensland in general. Allison asked: “He must be a black guy then?” If Pamela acquired an Aboriginal boyfriend, the four of them could chum around as couples.

“No, he’s white and Welsh, definitely not Australian. He’s older than me. Maybe that’s why I was attracted to him. I’ve always admired the way my stepfather treats my mother. Do you think it’s wrong to be hung up on older men?”

“Only if they’re not married as well as well as old. Omigod – tell me he’s not married.”

“Please, Koo, he’s just shacked up. But let me tell the story in my own way. He’s my English Literature 100 professor, Marcus Aurelius Studley-Moore, or Mark as I call him. Don’t look at me that way, Koo. Let me tell the story and perhaps you’ll understand. I met Mark at my first English class. To tell you the truth, Koo, I was sitting in my seat theoretically writing in my notebook but my eyes were off to the side looking at the bulge in the pants of the guy next to me. I was letting my imagination go and getting a bit horny when Mark’s opening remarks caught my ear. He stood on the podium as if he owned the lecture hall and all the audio-visual equipment. There was something so confident, something so fatherly in his words that I forgot about the guy next to me or any of the young guys around me. Mark was the only man who existed in the lecture hall from that moment on. When he spoke in his resonant Welsh accent, it was as if Richard Burton himself were giving the lecture. Yes, I was enthralled by the man but I considered him out of reach for a freshman.

As a good Chinese student, I decided to study my subject. I found his teaching schedule and tried to observe his habits and especially the women he consorted with. In order to observe him from afar, I used the binoculars issued to me in Ornithology 100 to spy on Professor Studley-Moore. I spent many hours at the top of the parkade watching the birds on the campus as well as peering through the window of Mark’s office. I never saw Mark do anything but work in his office. He never even put his hands in his pants to play with his willie, as Patrick tells me men do quite often.

In fact, Mark seemed to lead a most chaste, almost celibate life. He never spoke to a woman unless they were seated in his lecture room. He only associated with his male colleagues when he ate at the Faculty Club. From my perch, I could see him leave in his automobile, always alone. I had my doubts about Mark’s sexuality. Perhaps he was gay or perhaps he was impotent.

My doubts about his sexual orientation were dispelled in the lecture hall. Mark was teaching us about Thomas Hardy’s novel, ‘Jude the Obscure’. I was quite taken by the parallels between the class system in Victorian rural Dorset and the class system as practiced in Queensland today. I also identified Arabella Donn as one of those white bitches my Aunt Susan analyzed in her technical paper ‘Male Sexual Dysfunction Causal Sources (3): Emasculating Caucasian Females’. I also identified Sue Bridehead as Thomas Hardy’s attempt to portray an ideal Asian woman within the confining strictures of Victorian prejudice against ‘wogs’. Mark confirmed my analysis and casually mentioned that Hardy had modeled Arabella Donn on his own wife, Emily.

Only I could see that Mark identified himself with the character of Jude Fawley. Mark talked about Jude’s sexuality in a way that demonstrated that he longed for a satisfying relationship with a woman. No, Mark was not asexual or gay. He was a repressed man. My English professor was entrapped in a loveless relationship, as was Hardy’s character Jude, as was Hardy himself. In his lecture, what Mark said about Jude Fawley, I understood it to mean Marcus Studley-Moore. I was positive that Mark was crying for help when he mentioned that Henry Randolph Ash in the novel “Possession” was loosely based on Hardy and his life. Of course, the fictional Ash was also in a loveless relationship.

After the lecture, I asked Mark if he had any other material on Hardy’s private life that I could read. Mark seemed to be so pleased that a freshman took interest in his lecture.

‘It’s fortuitous that you asked, Miss Poon. I’ve nearly finished my doctoral research and I’ve made a first draft of my thesis: “Thomas Hardy and Florence Dugdale; Older Men who Chased Younger Women Amongst Victorian Literati.” Miss Poon, you’ve demonstrated such extraordinary enthusiasm for Victorian literature that I think I can ask you a favour. I’ll loan you my thesis if you could do some proofreading for me. Can you drop by my office after classes today and I’ll let you have a copy?’

Of course I said ‘Yes’, so I made my way over to the offices of the Faculty of Arts after class. illegal bahis siteleri The English Department listed all its faculty members on the door. There was Mark’s name: M. A. Studley-Moore M.A. I was about to ask the receptionist to tell Prof. Studley-Moore that Miss Poon wished to see him when this most hideous woman stormed out of an office clutching an envelope. She put the envelope somewhere inside her saggy bodice and then stopped to lecture the receptionist as if I didn’t exist.

‘I’ll be away for a fortnight. I’m going to New Zealand to lead a Greenpeace demonstration. Can you please provide him with an organic bran muffin and a hot cup of coffee every morning? Also, keep your hands off Marcus in my absence.’

Since I was apparently of no consequence to this ugly creature and she went on at length threatening the poor woman, I took the opportunity to look her over. She was overweight and her personal hygiene left much to be desired. She wore a dress that was far too short, exposing a vast expanse of thick thunder thighs. Her greying, greasy hair was tied at the back of her head in a frizzy bun. There were traces of a moustache growing on the upper lip that seemed to be frozen in a sneer. This ugly creature turned her back on both the receptionist and me, leaving a vast expanse of bum waddling out the door as her parting show. I asked the receptionist what that was all about and why her tone was so hostile.

‘That’s Professor Studley-Moore’s missus, Hellweg Gnerd. Insists on having a different name from the Prof. I’m not even sure that they’re married, but she acts as if she owns the man. She always comes in and nicks his pay packet when she goes off on one of her environmental causes. I think this time she’s demonstrating to get the Maoris to provide flying lessons to the kiwi birds. Look, if you’re here to see the Prof, I’ll see in fifteen minutes if he’s ready to see you.’

So, I was correct. Mark was in a relationship with an emasculating white bitch. The way she ignored me, I just knew that she was a racist as well. When I finally did see Mark, I could see he was still upset by his wife or whatever’s visit. In order to save face, I couldn’t let on that I knew what had caused his black mood. I took the disk with his thesis and listened patiently as he told me how to make notes for him.

For several nights, I devoured Mark’s thesis and tried to read between the lines. He had uncovered evidence of many affairs that Hardy had with younger women while married to the very nasty Emily. His second marriage to the mousy Florence Dugdale was only the culmination of Hardy’s search for young love that his unhappy marriage had deprived him of. Mark’s thesis described Emily Hardy in such devastating terms that it must be his own unhappy marriage that he was describing. How else could he so clearly describe a talentless woman disparaging the work of one of the masters of the English language, unless it had happened to himself? Did he identify with Thomas Hardy’s many conquests of younger women?

I finished proofreading Mark’s treatise on a Saturday afternoon and turned my mind towards improvements. What the work lacked was a climactic finish that captured the essence of an older man making love to a younger woman. He had to try and convey the excitement of a young woman as experienced, liver-spotted fingers played upon her body. The older man would teach the art of love, awakening the erogenous zones that had heretofore gone untouched.

I didn’t have a date that Saturday. What to do? My homework was finished as usual. I looked at the essay on my desk by Mark. Why should I sit at home? I decided to personally deliver my corrections and suggestions that very day. There aren’t many Studley-Moore’s in the telephone directory and the only Marcus Aurelius Studley-Moore lived in Effing, a middle-class suburb of Sydney.

So, I put my notes in my knapsack and hopped on the next CityRail train to Effing. Fortunately, Mark lives just a few blocks from Effing Station. So, I found myself looking over the hedge of a bungalow at the address I had written on a piece of paper. There was Mark on his knees, working with a trowel in a flower bed. He had his back to me and his cute buns were up in the air.

I so wanted to sneak up behind Mark and clasp his bum cheeks in my hands but my courage failed. I walked away, ashamed that I couldn’t speak to the object of my love. There was a store around the corner of the street where Mark lived. So, I went in to buy myself something to drink. Koo, I hope that you haven’t been drinking the tap water in Sydney. It’s full of some kind of nasty germ that gives you the runs. Nobody drinks tap water in this city.

I took some solace in a cold diet cola and sat down outside to have a drink. My hopes of meeting Mark privately had fizzled the same way the soft drink fizzled as I opened it. As I tilted my head back to empty the can, I saw out of the corner of my eye the same car that had been in Mark’s driveway. canlı bahis siteleri As the car turned the corner, I could see Mark was driving and he was alone. I don’t know what got into me but I just had to go back to his house for another look.

I don’t think anyone saw me peering over the hedge at Mark’s bum. Definitely nobody saw me enter his yard the second time. It was supper time and the smell of lamb chops on backyard barbecues hung in the air. I cautiously approached the house through the garden. Perhaps the white bitch hadn’t left as promised. The garden had waratahs, bindi-eyes and bladderwort. That last plant reminded me that I hadn’t peed since I left the dorm and I just drank a large cola. What to do?

I was thinking of relieving myself behind the tool shed when I noticed that the patio door had been left ajar. I pushed the screen aside and entered the house. Koo, I have never been a burglar before but entering that house so clandestinely started a dribble of excitement down my legs. I don’t know if it was my full bladder or if I was becoming sexually aroused by my criminal act. My eyes were watering from the hydraulic pressure and my pussy was swollen from my newfound pleasure.

The bathroom was the first door down the hallway, fortunately. I put down the seat of the toilet, my first clue that Mark was abandoned and alone in the house. Hiking down my jeans and my panties, I peed buckets. I sat on the toilet thinking of the awful things that that white bitch had done to Mark while unconsciously unrolling the toilet paper to wipe myself. As I swiped the paper up my pussy, my clit was swollen and sensitive. I became even more horny from sitting on the same toilet seat as Mark. I dropped the paper into the bowl without ceremony and began to stroke my pussy and stimulate my clit. My hand moved more and more rapidly up and down my slot. My head banged on the potted plant on the cover of the toilet tank. I did myself right there in Mark’s bathroom in Mark’s house. I came whilst perched on the rim of the toilet.

I hiked up my panties and jeans and straightened my tank top. I decided to take a quick look at the rest of the house. The kitchen was littered with empty pizza cartons and containers of takeout Chinese food. Sometime, I decided I must cook him a real Chinese meal. Mark couldn’t cook for himself and I doubted if that woman ever made a decent meal for him when she wasn’t gallivanting on her environmental adventures. It would serve her right if an attentive young Chinese woman stole Mark’s affections.

Then I went into Mark’s study and realized that I could be in a lot of trouble if anyone discovered me in the house. The next mid-term test was in full view on top of the pile of papers on the desk. I didn’t want to be accused of trying to steal the exam for my own benefit.

I knew I should leave immediately but I was so obsessed with Mark that I had to see the Studley-Moore bedroom. That would be where Mark, against his will, had sex with that awful woman he was cohabiting with. I found it at the opposite end of the hall from the bathroom. The bed was in disarray but only one side. It was obvious to me that, not only was that awful Hellweg absent, he wasn’t bringing any other women home.

In their closet, their clothes were hanging on opposite sides. Her clothes consisted of a variety of dirndl skirts and baggy, unfeminine pant suits. Mark had a couple of older style suits, some shirts that badly needed ironing and some sweats. That woman was as neglectful of Mark’s wardrobe as she was of his diet. Didn’t she understand that intellectual men aren’t interested in clothes and that someone needs to guide them in fashion matters? Koo, I’ll make sure that he’s dressed well when I move in with him.

I walked out of the closet and saw “it”. Mark’s pajamas were lying on the floor where he left them when he got out of bed. Mark walked naked from that point, past where I was standing, to the bathroom where he shaved. The thought of Mark nude sent another thrill through my pussy. I don’t know what came over me but I had an uncontrollable urge to hug Mark’s pajamas as if he were in them. Then, I remembered that I was running out of time. I just scooped up Mark’s pajamas and stuffed them in my knapsack alongside the corrections for his thesis. I guess that, in my haste to leave the house, I forgot to close the screen door.

I walked slowly by a roundabout route to Effing Station. I’m sure that a Chinese girl running through a white neighbourhood would arouse all kinds of suspicion. If I were stopped, I certainly wouldn’t be able to explain why I had a pair of used men’s pajamas in my knapsack. Very few people were returning on the train to the city so, I’m sure that I went unnoticed.

When I got back to my room at the dorm, I closed the door securely. Then, I pulled from my knapsack the prize that I absconded from Mark’s bedroom. I buried my face in the cloth, reveling in the scent of his manly sweat. Obviously, Mark didn’t do laundry or cooking while his common-law wife was away. Koo, you’ll probably think I’m a total pervert but I even sniffed the crotch of the pajama bottoms. I almost came again from the musky smell of his willie. I knew now what I must do with Mark’s pajamas.

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AUTHOR’S NOTE: This is another story in my “Beyond the Ordinary” series. It is not sequential to any other story in the series.

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Life had finally returned to normal for Rhonda . . . or at least, it had finally become more normal. She wasn’t certain it had ever really been normal. But now, her divorce was finally final, ending a really miserable chapter of her life, and that enabled her to finally move in with her boyfriend, Tim, to hopefully start a new and exciting chapter. She had been living with her brother, Ron, and his significant other, Jenna—who was really more significant than other—and she was sure they were happy for her to move out. Although she was certain they would miss her cooking and the other “extras” she did for them. In addition, she’d been able to put her culinary skills to great use as a part time chef at a fine dining restaurant, working two or three nights a week, or more often as needed. All in all, things were good and getting better.

Tim was her attorney, and while handling her divorce, they’d hit it off and started seeing each other.

The other thing to know about Rhonda was that she was an extremely sexual woman. She loved sex, male or female, it didn’t matter. It almost caused her relationship with Tim to end before it began. He had not been adept at sex and she had come on strong. But in the end, she’d licked him into shape—not to mention licking other things—and now, their relationship was filled with glorious sex, which also included some foursomes with Ron and Jenna. Most couples got together with other couples and went out to dinner and/or shows; Rhonda and Tim and Ron and Jenna did all of that and usually ended up fucking.

The only thing that had taken some getting used to was all the time Rhonda now had on her hands. She of course, had taken over all the housekeeping duties, which were really minimal since it was just the two of them and they generally tidied up after themselves. That left her with a lot of cooking time, particularly since Tim’s condo had a true gourmet kitchen, both in preparing exquisite meals for her and Tim, as well as, experimenting with new dishes for the restaurant. The executive chef allowed her to submit recipes for him to try, and while he’d pronounced all of them as excellent, a few had even become specials on the menu.

It was the task of working on a new dish that Rhonda was about to embark on. Along with her overactive sexual libido was her enjoyment of wearing little to nothing around the house. She particularly loved to be topless, and could frequently be found wearing skirts, jeans or just underwear with nothing on above the waist. When cooking, she often wore only an apron to cover her breasts and genitals from accidental spillage of hot liquids.

Rhonda had just donned her favorite apron when the doorbell rang. The sophisticated condominium building that Tim’s home was in had more than just peep holes at the door. There were tiny video cameras to not only show who the visitor was, but it could scan the hallway to see if there were more than one. The woman at the door was extremely beautiful. Rhonda wondered if she was maybe one of Tim’s clients, but she knew he never gave out his home address. Then the woman turned, and Rhonda immediately recognized her.

It was Tim’s cousin, Corinne. With no regard for her attire, Rhonda yanked open the door, but the look of shock on the visitor’s face caught Rhonda off guard until she realized what she had on. Doing her best to cover herself, Rhonda greeted, “Corinne?”

Her expression changing to a frown, Corinne said a hesitant, “Yes. Are you Rhonda?”

“Yes, come in and let me go put something on.” Rhonda ran to the bedroom and threw on the first thing she could find in the closet, which was a short, flowered, low-cut, sleeveless dress and quickly returned to the living room. She found Corinne sitting on the sofa, and now noticed the woman to be wearing a fairly tightfitting long sleeve, low-cut, short dress. With her legs crossed, a great deal of very shapely leg was showing, which the ever-horny Rhonda found enticing. “I’m sorry. I frequently cook in only an apron.”

“I understand. I like being comfortable around the house also.”

Rhonda wondered how comfortable that meant. She took a seat further down the sofa drawing her legs up to reveal quite a bit of her own thighs. “Did Tim not tell me you were coming?”

“No. I just had an impulse to get away for a few days. I’m an attorney also and I just finished a really difficult case,” Corinne explained. “Wanted to clear my mind. Had no destination in mind, and then I remembered hearing that Tim now had a girlfriend, and all due respect, I thought that might be something to see.”

“No offense taken.”

“How did you know who I am?”

“Tim has talked about you a few times,” Rhonda explained. But what she didn’t say—yet—was that he had a fixation about fucking her. “I’ve seen a couple of pictures of you. You’re quite beautiful.”

Corinne nodded and smiled. “As are you.”

“And you’re güvenilir bahis surprised that he could be with someone like me,” Rhonda surmised.

“No, no, not at all. I’m surprised that he would be forward enough to—”

“I get it. You’re going to see a new and improved Tim; quite possibly someone you won’t even recognize.”

“So, you’ve changed him?”

“I would prefer to say that he wanted to change, and I helped him.”

Corinne smiled at the thought. “Well, I’ll be anxious to see that. So, what has he told you about me?”

“Not much, really. I think you are his favorite cousin. He just mentioned some things the two of you did as kids.”

“Oh, well that has the potential to be embarrassing,” Corinne said with a grimace.

“Not to me.”

“So, what did he tell you?”

“Something about playing you show me yours and I’ll show you mine.”

“That is embarrassing.”

“No, it’s normal. What’s interesting is what he didn’t tell me.”

“What do you mean?”

“What I was able to surmise; that he was very attracted to you, and very likely, still is.” Rhonda watched her closely for a reaction.

“Our parents were close and did a lot together. Tim and I are both an only child, so we spent a lot of time with each other, and in some ways, we were the sibling the other never had.” Corinne chuckled. “We even helped each other through those awkward dating years.”

With a nod, Rhonda asked, “Is that where ‘you show me yours and I’ll show you mine’ came in?”

Corinne merely nodded in embarrassment.

“Did you ever want to do more with Tim?”

“Wow! That’s really personal,” she said, squirming a bit.

“I’m sorry. The only reason I ask is because I sense he would have liked to do more with you, but as you know, he used to be very timid around women.”

She raised her eyebrows at the news. “Our families were fairly prim and proper, so neither of us would have done that.”

Rhonda nodded her understanding. “But did you want to?”

Corinne squirmed uncomfortably. “Does it really matter?”

“No. But if you did, it wouldn’t bother me. Wouldn’t bother me even if you still wanted to. And just so you know, we’re very open-minded about such things.”

“The thing is, I am somewhat like Tim, or from what it sounds, like Tim was. I didn’t date much, haven’t had many relationships. Tim and I were so close as cousins and he was very handsome, so to some extent, he was my ideal guy.”

“He still is very handsome,” Rhonda reported. “And you’re very beautiful. It’s hard to believe you haven’t had many relationships. I can see why he would be attracted to you. Hell, I’m attracted to you.” She paused to see how that played.

After a beat, Corinne asked, “You like women, too?”

“I do.”

“Tim knows?”

“He watches Jenna and me.” Rhonda noticed Corinne breathe a little heavier. “You like women, too?”

Corinne shrugged, ill-at-ease. “I had a roommate in college who was as shy around guys as I was. We fooled around a little. At one point, I thought it might become a preference, but I never had any other opportunities. I do still like men.”

“Men are my preference also. Nothing like a good hard dick.”

Corinne giggled.

“But it can’t always beat the tenderness and affection of a woman.” Rhonda saw Corinne looking at her differently, perhaps admiringly? Under the guise of adjusting her position, Rhonda eased closer to Corinne. “You really are beautiful, you know.”

“Thank you.”

“I love your hair,” Rhonda complimented, touching a few strands. “Wish I could wear mine like that.”

“Thanks, I—”

But she shut up when Rhonda drug her hand across Corinne’s shoulder. Rhonda leaned her arm on top of the back of the sofa, resting her head in her hand. Rhonda then ran her hand along the rim of Corinne’s low-cut dress, her fingers skimming a portion of Corinne’s breast. The lawyer merely looked on in wonder, and when she didn’t stop the chef, Rhonda let her fingertips dance on the other woman’s tits.

Corinne sucked in her breath.

Rhonda leaned in as though to kiss Corinne but halted very close. “Want me to stop?” she whispered.

With a curious expression, Corinne offered a single shake of her head.

Rhonda used her forefinger against Corinne’s chin to tilt her head into position for their lips to connect. It was a brief, tentative kiss. Corinne leaned back and raised her feet to rest on her toes, which allowed her dress to ride higher and expose more leg. Rhonda’s arm that had been on the back of the sofa went around Corinne’s shoulders and her other hand padded Corinne’s breasts as they kissed again.

When Corinne kissed back, Rhonda knelt on the sofa facing the other woman so their lips fit together better. Rhonda became a bit more aggressive, moving her hand down to Corinne’s bare leg and enjoying its smooth, soft feel.

A moment later, they stopped to catch a breath. Corinne noted, “You move fast.”

“Want me to stop?” Rhonda again türkçe bahis asked.

Corinne smiled. “No, it’s actually kinda nice.”

“Want to go further?”

Not sure what that meant, but willing to find out, Corinne merely nodded.

So, Rhonda reached around and unzipped the back of Corinne’s dress and peeled it off her shoulders letting it settle around her waist. She wore a lovely yellow bra that revealed nicely rounded breasts. Their lips together again, Rhonda took Corinne’s hand and placed it on her breast. Corinne’s eyes widened at touching another woman’s boobs, but she then went so far as to push the slinky material away to expose Rhonda’s tit. They kissed again with Corinne still feeling Rhonda up, and then Rhonda lifted one of Corinne’s breasts out of its bra cup. She licked the woman’s nipple, then sucked it, eliciting moans from the attorney.

“Oh, that’s nice,” Corinne purred.

That told Rhonda that Corinne was now fully a part of what they were doing so she pulled the woman to her, sitting her in her lap facing her, Corinne’s dress gathering around her waist. Rhonda sucked her nipples some more while running her hands around the elastic of the woman’s panties. Rhonda was in full horny mode now, but she cautioned herself to keep their pace moderate.

However, Corinne was moaning heavily, suggesting that she was ready for much more. So, Rhonda laid her down on her back on the sofa and pulled her bra down to her waist. She held both of Corinne’s delightful breasts in each hand and continued to enjoy sucking and kissing them. When Rhonda stopped for a moment to admire Corinne’s boobs, the other woman reached up to push Rhonda’s dress down baring the chef’s tits. The two hugged to press their breasts together and even rotated them around each other.

Ever the aggressor, Rhonda sat up on the backs of her calves and pulled Corinne up to a similar position removing her bra and lifting her dress up and off, leaving the woman in just panties. Rhonda pulled Corinne’s back to her, wrapping her arm around the lawyer’s breasts and letting her other hand find her pussy. Corinne cried out in pleasure when she felt Rhonda’s fingers dancing between her legs. With her other hand, the chef reached around to pull the elastic leg aside so she could slide a finger between the other’s labium and rub her bare, wet and juicy clit.

Rhonda then pushed Corinne over onto her back and removed her panties. Rhonda moved between Corinne’s legs in a missionary-like position and their lips came together. Sliding down, Rhonda grasped each of Corinne’s breasts, holding them up to again suck her nipples. With Tim’s cousin now breathing heavily and purring continuously, Rhonda was ready—and was sure that the lawyer was ready—for the aggressor to ease further down.

Rhonda’s first swipe of her tongue against Corinne’s pussy drove the latter wild. Rhonda used thumb and forefinger to pinch and flick Corinne’s clit while giving her a fierce tongue-lashing. Corinne was thrashing about, but Rhonda managed to keep her mouth affixed to the other’s inner section. Rhonda then drove a digit from her other hand into Corinne’s hole, finger fucking her also.

Whipping her head from side to side, Corinne didn’t know how much more she could take. Her previous forays into girl-girl sex had never been so intense, and she knew the orgasm she felt coming was going to be a massive one. And so it was. She felt warmth spread through her body, felt her nerves electrifying. She couldn’t keep still. She had to squirm around, her body trembling. And then it gradually subsided.

As her breathing slowly recovered, Rhonda came in for a kiss, and with their lips locked, she sat up as the other sat back on calves. When they parted to catch their breath, Rhonda stood to remove her panties.

“Who’s your guest?”

Rhonda looked up to see Tim standing behind Corinne, obviously unable to identify her. Rhonda was not the least bit surprised by his appearance, but it caught Corinne off guard and she whipped her head around to see who it was.

With her face smeared with pussy juice, Rhonda grinned and said, “Just getting to know your cousin.”

By then, Tim was able to recognize their visitor. “Corinne?”

“Hi, Tim,” Corinne greeted as though they had just been sitting there talking. For a second, she thought that she should cover up, but from her earlier conversation with Rhonda, it probably wasn’t necessary. She stood and stepped toward her cousin with arms outstretched to hug him, but she noticed that he seemed fixated on her body. “What’s the matter? Never saw a naked woman before?”

He snapped out of it. “You’ve grown into quite a woman. When we used to play show me yours and I’ll show you mine, we never used to show this much.”

Corinne hugged Tim, but it felt like he was not leaning his body into it, as though he didn’t want to feel her naked body against his. This didn’t seem like the new and improved Tim Rhonda had boasted about. “I’m sorry. Does this make you uncomfortable? Want me to cover güvenilir bahis siteleri up?”

“No, no,” Tim answered, somewhat nervously. “Just getting used to it.”

“Well, Rhonda said you’d come out of your shell.”

“As, apparently, have you.” He glanced at Rhonda. “You give a whole new meaning to getting to know someone.”

Rhonda merely shrugged and grinned. “You know me.”

“Yeah, guess I shouldn’t be surprised,” Tim said. “But I guess I am surprised at you, Corinne. Didn’t know you did girls now.”

“Don’t usually. Had a few little flings in college—”

“And of course, once Rhonda found out—”

“It was mutual,” Corinne said in both hers and Rhonda’s defense. “Does that bother you?”

Tim thought about it for a second and then snapped out of it. “No, not at all. Just didn’t know you were coming—”

Corinne grinned. “I actually already did, but Rhonda hasn’t.”

“Well, I was actually starting to work on a new dish when you arrived, so I’m going to go make us some dinner,” Rhonda said, toddling off naked.

“Can I help?” Corinne asked.

“No. You and Tim visit for a while.”

“So,” Corinne said. “I hope dropping in unannounced is not a problem?”

“No,” Tim said. “I’m thrilled to see you.”

“Are you sure?”

“The reason I seemed so the aloof when I first saw you was because I was in awe of how beautiful you’ve become. I mean, you were always beautiful in my eyes, but now, you look incredible. And just so you know, it’s not because you were naked. Although, that was a real treat, a bonus.”

“Awe. I’m really touched. That’s so sweet. And here we are sitting here with me totally naked. But I must tell you, it feels quite liberating. Not to mention also just having had one of the best orgasms of my life. Your girlfriend is really something.”

“Yes, she is,” Tim agreed. “You almost never know what to expect from her.”

“She’s just so totally different from the kind of woman I would have expected you to be with.”

“Well, you know what they say. In all things opposites attract.”

“So, is that how she greets all of your guests?” Corinne asked, tongue-in-cheek.

“No, no. She’s actually very loyal. She obviously recognized you. She would have never done that with a total stranger.”

“But I was a stranger to her.”

“No, you’re family. Even though she’s never met you before, she knew who you were.”

“She said you watch her and her brother’s girlfriend together.”

“And her brother.”

“Her brother and his girlfriend together?”

Tim didn’t answer right away. He considered what he wanted to tell his cousin, and finally decided to come right out with it. “Her and her brother.”

There was definitely surprise in Corrine’s face. But beyond that Tim couldn’t tell what else.

“Are you saying that she and her brother have sex?” There was no denying the incredulity in her voice.

“Yes.”

“And you’re okay with that?”

“It took a little getting used to, but I’m Okay with it now.” Tim paused for a moment, then asked, “What do you think about it?”

Corinne shrugged. “Well, I guess I’m not naïve to think that incest is not real. I’ve never known anyone who has done it.”

“The way you have to think of it,” Tim pointed out, “is it’s between consenting adults.”

“So, if you and her brother’s girlfriend watch her and her brother, does that mean you’ve also done it with her brother’s girlfriend?” Corinne wanted to know.

“Yes, it does.”

“Wow! You really have changed. Have you ever wanted to do it with a family member?” Corinne asked.

Tim hesitated, but then finally said, “You know I have.”

“Me?”

He merely nodded.

“Do you still want to?”

“Yes.”

“Well, that’s going to take some getting used to.”

“Did you ever want to do it with me?”

“The short answer is yes, but I knew it was taboo, so I never expected it to happen. Not sure I’m ready for something like that.”

“Well, I would never force myself on you.” Tim decided it was time to change the subject as it seemed to be getting a bit awkward for her. “So, what brings you here?”

Corinne gave him the same answer she had given to Rhonda.

“Well, you’re welcome to stay as long as you like. As long as you don’t find it too awkward. I think I can safely say that Rhonda will not have a problem with it.”

At about that time, a still naked Rhonda peeked her head in and announced that dinner was ready.

As Tim and Corinne arose, his cousin said, “Should I dress for dinner?”

“As I think you will find here, clothes are optional.”

Corrine couldn’t get over the delicious meal and Rhonda’s skill as a chef. From Rhonda’s perspective, the smells of the wonderful meal in the air took a back seat to the sexual tension that hovered over Tim and Corrine. Even though, Corrine had expressed apprehension over a potential tryst with her cousin, she was definitely preoccupied with him during the dinner, if her hard nipples were any clue. And for his part, Tim seemed to be doing his best not to be too obvious in staring at them. Rhonda would have bet real money that a glance under the table would reveal a massive erection filling Tim’s pants.

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