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Audrey blinked back hot tears of shame as she felt the gigantic penis in her rectum buck and rear with it’s unbridled male lust. Her whimpers filled the room as the other long fat cock in her mouth continued to force itself deeply down her throat, making her gag submissively. The two hairy beasts worked her between them as they fucked her ass and face in an effort to ease the soreness in their massive scrotums. As she was used, her mind drifted back two days. The day she was seduced by the Turkish plumber.

Her husband had left for work and she had decided to finally get the toilet fixed in the spare bedroom. She found a service in the yellow pages that looked like it worked fairly cheap. At heart, Audrey was a racist, pure and simple. Her husband was as white bread as they come. The “lower races”, she felt were best suited to dirty work. When she saw “Raul’s Plumbing and Repair” in the phone book, she reasoned he would be best. The battered white van had pulled up at 11:30 and, to her surprise and embarrassment, she had felt her nipples become hard beneath her sensible white blouse as the large brute emerged from the driver’s side door.

That must be Raul, she thought with some disdain.

Forcing a false smile to appear on her face, she opened the door and invited him in. She led him through the house straight to the spare bedroom. She didn’t offer him any of the coffee she was drinking or any other amenities. This creature was here to do hard labor and that’s all. She was unaware of his dark eyes taking in the sight of her fat bottom swaying slightly as she walked. Once in the bathroom, she showed him the problem and he hunkered down to take a look. Audrey could smell his pungent, manly smell next to her. She allowed her eyes to follow the shape of his body… looking down to his hard, solid ass. Excusing herself she went to the kitchen to make herself a sandwich. As she ate at the table, she could hear him in there… grunting and making all sorts of animal sounds. She found him perfectly disgusting and quite well suited for the work he did. Fixing toilets.

When the hand covered her mouth, she was abruptly brought out of her daydreaming and dropped her sandwich. It held a cloth of some kind… the fumes on it quickly forced her into unconsciousness.

Audrey güvenilir bahis awoke some time later through a groggy haze. She looked around to find herself in some kind of wood-paneled room. It seemed utterly empty except for a big clock on the wall in front of her. Her arms felt a bit sore and she realized that they were raised high above her head. When she tried to lower them, they didn’t budge. She looked down at herself and was embarrassed to see her breasts bared. Where was her bra?! She looked further down and saw that her dress and…good lord, her panties… her panties were also missing! She was completely naked! She also had a very full feeling… down there… between her legs. She realized she was sitting on something, well, straddling it really. Then her eyes went wide with understanding and shock… the odd piece of furniture had some kind of thing sticking up from it and had been pushed up inside her pussy!

She shivered in fear and embarrassment before clearing her throat. “H…hello?”

The sound echoed in the little room. There was no reply. She shifted slightly atop her perch to try and find a more comfortable position, but she was actually bound in place

“Who are you? What am I doing here?”

Again, nothing. She felt very vulnerable in her current condition. Her nipples were sticking out and her pussy was exposed. Then, without warning, the seat beneath her roared to life.

Suddenly, her invaded pussy was treated to a host of dirty vibrations and pulses as the thing inside of her drove itself around in tight circles. Her nipples were as stiff and hard as diamonds. She felt herself leaking embarrassing juices all over herself down there. It just wouldn’t stop its movements inside her pussy- twisting and pulsing and making thick, angry buzzing sounds as it gorged itself on her sex. The phallic intruder bossed her little pussy around for the next ten minutes before surrendering its attack on her intimacy. As her eyes rolled back in her head in sexual frustration, she felt her little clitoris swollen and angry at its sudden isolation.

Audrey sagged in her bonds atop her sybian master and whimpered softly with the afterglow of her sexual need. Then, two men entered the room. One she türkçe bahis immediately recognized as Raul, the plumber.

“Hey, bitch. You like what we do to your pussy?”

Audrey was scarlet with embarrassment. My god, she though… they’re looking at my nude body and can see that thing inside of my…

“Answer bitch!”

Raul stepped closer to her, bringing his crotch close to her face. She could see the massive length of his manhood tenting out the front of his dark pants.

“Please…” She sobbed.

“Please what, bitch?”

She wished he would quit calling her that. Such foul language always upset her, and she had never been referred to in such derogatory terms. If her arms were free she might have slapped him across the face and lectured him. As it was, her pussy submissively leaked juice down onto the Sybian.

“You want more, eh? More for your little pussy? You have to wait.”

He said something to his friend in Turkish and the two chuckled, never taking their eyes off her exposed breasts and vagina. Then, they simply left the room.

On the hour, the machinery between her legs began its next ten-minute assault on her tender opening. She rode it like a cowgirl, bucking and grunting her forced pleasure as the dildo attachment pushed in and out of her without thought. The unmerciful thing was big and had awful little rubber ridges on it that teased her labial lips as it plundered her sweet little pussy. It was so much pleasure being inflicted on the helpless woman that she thought she might faint. The one bare bulb in the room caught the fine sheen of perspiration that coated her naked skin and made her silhouette dance shamefully against the paneled walls. She was a woman at war as she sought desperately to grind her angry clitoris against the pistoning cock. Her powerful vaginal muscles sought to expel the intruder before being tamed by repeated thrusts deeply into her. Her ass was splayed open from her positioning and her anus opened and closed wickedly from the intensity of her fucking. Then… too soon for Audrey, it all came to a halt. She was burning down there with need! She needed to cum so badly. In her mind, she saw these two demons were addicting her to their awful sex machine. She groaned her submission, güvenilir bahis siteleri bringing her captor’s back to see her.

It only took two days with Audrey. She was a proud and decent woman who never had an indecent thought. She was a wife and mother. A member of several church organizations. And now, she had bartered her body to these perverse men for the privilege of being allowed to ride the awful Sybian to orgasms.

And that was how she found herself in her current predicament… The cock up her asshole slowed its pace as it fucked her with deep, rhythmic strokes that left her bottom pink from the slapping of his very large ball-sac. Her throat was wrapped tightly around the base of the hairy penis embedded deeply in her mouth. They fucked her for what seemed like hours. Until they began blasting their thick, gooey semen deeply into her openings. Front and back she was filled with their cream. She could feel every powerful pulse of the thick dick deep in her rear end as it ejaculated hot curds of sperm. Her mouth was filled to the point of making her cheeks bulge by the sticky jism that filled her face. The man pulled his big cock out of her mouth and slapped the stiff meat against her face repeatedly before using a wad of her hair to wipe himself clean. He gagged her with his dirty unwashed briefs and attached clothespins to her big nipples before leaving her to the mercy of the Sybian.

Audrey ground her clit against the buzzing phallus as it drove in and out. She had learned over the days just how to maneuver herself to gain that precious contact, though it forced her into humiliating positions that anyone would be shamed to witness. The sweat poured down her face and her semen crusted hair hung down limply as she drooled from her mouth and made grunting noises. At its worst she began to cum uncontrollably and released a loud fart that made both of the men laugh in the next room. But she was rewarded with an orgasm that led to another and another as she came and came and came. When she awoke from her unconscious state, she had discovered that she had also urinated on herself.

Her two new owners kept a tight reign on Audrey. They forced her to do many indecent things with both themselves and many of their male friends in exchange for her Sybian induced orgasms. She was treated to blistering spankings, enemas, gangbangs, semen baths, and much, much more. And as the days gave way to months… Audrey felt she had found her dirty little niche.

——–The End.++

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This story is slow building so if you are looking for quick sex then look else where. All characters are over the age of 18. If this story is well received I will continue to add to it.

It was January 3 and it was the night of the big homecoming basketball game. Sarah was sitting in the stands watching the game and talking to a few classmates. One of the classmates was a boy that had made it clear he wanted to be her first. Sarah was interested in him but he also was a well known player, so she would flirt and brush him off.

It was halftime when Sarah got up to go get something from the concession stand. While waiting in line she saw her brother Mark and four of his friends(Chris,Daniel,Alex,Matt). She jumped out of line to go and talk to them. Marks friends where also good friends of Sarah because they had all grown up together. Sarah had never looked at any of them as more than friends. After talking to Mark and the rest of the group halftime was over so they all went to finish watching the game.

It was a typical game, so after the game there was a sock-hop. Sarah didn’t want to stay so Matt and Alex said they would drop her off on their way to the store. Once inside the car Sarah was quiet and just listened to Matt and Alex banter back and forth. When they pulled up in front of Sarah house Alex got out and let Sarah out of the backseat.

“Thanks” Sarah said to Matt and Alex as she started walking away from the car.

“Your welcome. We will be back as soon as we pick up the rest of the group.” Alex said.

“Okay.”

Sarah waited for the boys to get back to the house since her mom was gone to a friends house she was alone until they got there. She got tired of waiting and decided to lay down. As soon as she dozed off she heard the loudness of four teenagers coming through the front door. She got up and got dressed to hang out.

When she went downstairs she found all the boys sitting in the living room watching t.v. She sat down next to Alex.

“So what have you been up to?” She asked Alex.

“Nothing just modeling güvenilir bahis and taking acting classes.”

“Really?That’s awesome!!” Sarah stated.

After about an hour everyone mafe their way upstairs except for Daniel and Mark who had started making pancakes.

Once upstairs Matt turned the stereo in Marks room on and sat down in one of the chairs.

Alex,Sarah,and Chris were just standing around looking at each other. After about 15 minutes of awkwardness, Chris went downstairs to see what Mark and Daniel were doing. Matt had fallen asleep in the chair.

Alex and Sarah stood there looking at each other before Alex asked,” So are you still a virgin?”

Sarah was completely shocked that he just asked her that.

“Yes, why do you ask that?” Sarah replied.

“Because I heard about you,” he Statefarm flatly.

“What did you hear because I know I am a virgin and that I haven’t done anything with anybody.” She replied really blatantly.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean it that way I just heard that you had don’t something with that boy you were sitting by at the game.” He replied.

“Oh, no he wishes I would let him fuck but I won’t let him. He is to much of a Whore.” Sarah stated wondering where this conversation was leading.

After a few minutes of silence Sarah got up and went to her room. When she laid down she relayed the conversation she just had with Alex over and over in her head. Alex was cute and Sarah had always thought so but the conversation made her look at him completely different now. Alex was caramel complected, had a red tint to his hair, and had freckles. Now I know to some people this wouldnt be attractive but Alex was also 5’9 and had the body of a model. His personality was also attractive. He could make anyone laugh at any moment. All this was going through Sarah’s head as she heard a light tapping on her bedroom door.

“Come in.”

To her surprise it was Alex. When he entered he turned and shut and locked her bedroom door.

“What are you doing?” She asked.

“Everyone is down stairs and I was wondered if türkçe bahis you wanted some company?”

Sarah didn’t know how to respond. She suddenly became really nervous and self-conscious.” Uh, sure.”

Alex moved over to her bed and layer down beside her. Sarah heart started beating uncontrollably. Alex started to move his hands over to her hands which were folded up in front of her. Once their fingers touch it was like an electric pull. Sarah turned to face him and their eyes met.

“What are you thinking?” Alex asked her as he watched her face.

“I’m scared,nervous, but I want you to be the one.”

With that he moved in and kissed her very softly. That kissed turned into a slow but building kiss. She licked and sucked on his lips as he caressed her tongue with his. When they finally broke apart both were gasping for air.

Alex got up and started to take of his shirt. Sarah being self-conscious removed her pants and underwear while still being covered up by her blankets. Alex climbed back under the blankets and once again started to kiss Sarah. This helped Sarah relax and she open her legs and could feel Alexs’ pants were still on and that he was obviously hard inside his pants. She wrapped her legs around his waist as he continued to deeply and sensually assault her mouth with his tongue. Soon after she wrapped her legs around his waist he started rubbing his clothed hard prick against her bare and now extremely wet pussy.

Sarah started moaning into Alexs’ mouth as his hips was causing his member to grind against her clit. Alex couldn’t take anymore so he raised up and took of his pants and released his hard 8 inch Dick. Sarah had never seen a hard Dick before and was scared and excited at the same time.

Alex was all about safety so he pulled out a condom and rolled it down over his thick long shaft. Once he was ready he climbed back into the bed and back in between Sarahs waiting legs. He positioned his Dick at Sarahs moist entrance and paused.

“You ready?”he asked Sarah.

“Yes” she replied.

He slowly pushed his member forward güvenilir bahis siteleri and Sarah winced with each little force. Only an inch had gone in and he could feel how tight she was. Her pussy hugged him like a silky velvety glove. He pushed in about another inch or two til he felt his dick hit her fleshy barrier. He slowly poisoned in and out of the inch that he was in to work Sarah into a more comfortable state. Sarah was lowly moaning and he knew it was now or never. He pulled almost all the way out of her wet pussy and thrust in with one solid movement till he felt his Dick hit her barrier and then push past. Sarah jerked and winced when his big Dick ripped through her virgin hole. Alex stilled himself inside her tight pussy to allow her time to recover and adjust to the feelings in her pussy. After Sarahs face a body relaxed Alex began to slowly thrust in and out of her newly woman hole. Sarah felt pain at first but as time went on and as Alex continued to thrust in and out of her she started to feel a new sensation that was like no other feeling she had ever felt before. She started matching Alexs’ thrusts and pretty soon they were fuckin each other to the point of ecstasy. Alex didn’t know how much more of Sarahs tight hole he could take. She was milking his Dick for all he was worth. He began to pound her pussy till he felt the tingling and tightening in his balls that told him he was ready to cum. He thrust in one last time til he was balls deep and grunted as his Dick shot out his seed into the condom. Sarah felt his release and couldn’t hold out any longer her back arched and she let out a subtle scream. Her orgasm was her first and drained her. Alex pulled out and watched as Sarahs face came out of pleasure bliss and back to normal. He pulled off the condom and got up and walked to the door. While they were caught up in their sexual moment they had forgotten that they weren’t alone. He put his ear to the door but couldn’t hear anyone or anything.

He walked over to the side of the bed and leaned down to kiss Sarah. She kissed him back and then watched as he dressed and walked out of her room.

She couldn’t help but feel lost. Where was their relationship going? Where they going to be boyfriend and girlfriend? Was she just a one night stand? Did he plan this?

Stay tuned for more.

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I’ve always been the sort who would rather actually experience something versus not knowing. You know, the mentality of “I’ll try anything once.” It’s guided me along pretty well in my life, give or take for a couple of situations.

It’s also applied pretty well to sex. Some guys don’t like to have a whole lot of sex, and I know some dudes who’ve only had a couple of partners in their lives. (Of course, those are a rarity.) I am not one of those guys. I look at having sex with women like enjoying various kinds of wine, or like driving different awesome cars — they’re all different, and they should all be appreciated for what they are.

A few years back, I let a guy suck my cock. If you look at my other stories, you’ll see the rundown of that. It was a great experience, and a fantastic blowjob. Ever since then, I’ve had it in the back of my head to get another guy off. It’s just never happened.

I finally took the plunge a few weeks ago, though.

***

I had been surfing the local sites online for a while, seeing if anyone was in the same boat as me. A curious, generally straight guy who wanted a blowjob, who hopefully also wanted to give one back. I was apprehensive about having anyone over to my place, as you don’t know who you’re going to meet online. They could be nice, decent people, or they could be pretty off-putting — as had been my experience with meeting girls canlı bahis şirketleri online.

Now, I know what you’re saying: dude, you’re not straight if you’re looking to give a blowjob. Maybe I am, maybe I’m not. Maybe I’m bi. I know I don’t dream about sucking cock, and the concept of taking it up the ass doesn’t really appeal to me all that much. I don’t fantasize about my friends. But the curiosity was still there, and I wanted to ultimately act upon it.

I found a guy who’d posted an ad, looking for some kind of blowjob/stroking action. I wrote him back.

“Hey, I’d be interested to swap bj’s, if you’re down.” I included my stats and waited. A response showed up a few minutes later, but he was looking for some stroking action. He didn’t want to get sucked, and didn’t want to suck me.

“Okay, no problem,” I wrote, and left it at that. Well, it didn’t take long for him to write me back, looking to remedy the situation. Apparently he had really wanted to get off!

After some back-and-forth via email, sharing stats and figuring out that I would host, we finally clinched the deal and he said he’d be over in 20 minutes.

To say I was nervous was a massive understatement. My heart was pounding; a guy was actually on his way over, ready to get his cock worked over by me, an amateur. I hopped in the shower quick and washed all over a second time, lathering up my balls canlı kaçak iddaa and cock to boot. Because really, who wants to get a nasty dick in the face, right?

Twenty minutes later, he showed up on my front door. He was white, roughly 5’10, dressed in workout gear and sneakers. He wasn’t the most attractive guy in the world — kind of average, really — but here he was, nervous as I was. I wasn’t going to make him wait.

I let him in, and we went into the living room. I sat down on the loveseat and he sat on the couch. You could tell we were both feeling a little awkward, and I didn’t want to keep him in some sort of suspense (or me, for that matter).

He said, “Well, do you want me to show you…?” and I nodded. He stood up and pulled down his shorts and underwear to reveal a small cock, maybe four inches long. Not what I was expecting, but then again, he hadn’t sent me a picture online. He was cut, which was a plus for me.

I said, “Well, what the hell?” and stood up, unbuckling my pants and dropping them and my underwear off. We got close to each other and started stroking each other’s cocks. He wasn’t as big around as I was — not that I’m huge, but I’m closer to six inches, cut, with a nice mushroom head. I’m proud of it, what can I say?

We stroked like this for a little, feeling each other, until I said something like, “Well, might as well…” and dropped to my canlı kaçak bahis knees.

I took his cock into my mouth and sucked. “I’m sorry if my teeth hit you,” I said quickly before feasting back on his dick. He moaned and held the back of my head as I kept sucking, trying to do my best for a guy who’d never had a cock in his mouth before. It wasn’t bad; not that I had anything to compare it with, but I suppose the experience could have been a lot worse.

I didn’t want to stroke him off while I sucked. I just grabbed his ass and kept sucking. Finally I stood up and he sat on the couch, taking me in his mouth. It was…well, to be honest, he wasn’t very good. You know how some people approach sex with a lot of passion, or at least enthusiasm? That wasn’t present.

I managed to get the two of us down into a 69 of sorts, each of us laying on our sides while we sucked the other one. He kept stopping and saying he was about to shoot, and then he quickly pulled out of my mouth and came all over his own stomach.

I went to the bathroom to get him a washcloth to clean up. When I came back, he cleaned up quickly and then in an awkward, shit-I-shouldn’t-have-done-that manner, took off. There wasn’t much conversation as it happened.

So there I was, having sucked my first cock, having made this guy come (though not in me or on me), and I hadn’t even gotten off. It was something of a lackluster experience — ultimately, I had to jerk myself off, which was (surprise!) better than the blowjob he’d given me.

I thought for a few days after that I wouldn’t want to try it again…however, the thought has crossed my mind.

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He stopped short and stood behind a tall, potted palm at the entrance to the resort’s open-air bar. He felt foolish, but the second he spotted her he got a strong feeling he was about to walk into something he had no reference for. She was standing at the bar between empty stools, her long, honey-blonde hair flowing loose around her shoulders. The white minidress she was wearing was T-shirt thin, hugging her extravagant curves like she’d spilled paint on her body. The neckline plunged nearly to the edges of her areolas, leaving more of her full, C cup cleavage exposed than he’d ever seen her show before.

Ashley looked more like she was ready to go out clubbing with friends than meeting her father for a long-awaited dinner together. Just the two of them. She looked so fresh and beautiful he had to wonder if she’d been dressed that way for traveling. She must have found a place to change and freshen up either at the airport or right there in a ladies’ room at the resort. Her luggage had already been delivered to their cabin, but she’d sent him a text saying she wanted him to meet her there first, claiming she was starving for dinner. The restaurant was enclosed, but adjacent to the bar.

Max took a deep breath. He hadn’t seen his nineteen-year-old daughter in over a year. It wasn’t that she’d changed so much in that time, but he’d never seen her look so awe-inspiring. But it wasn’t just the way she looked that set his radar in motion. She was clearly nervous. She looked as if she didn’t know how to fit inside her own skin as she wrung her hands and couldn’t seem to stand still for more than a few seconds at a time. It had to be she was just excited like he was to be able to see each other again after a long time.

But they’d always been close, even after the divorce and he moved away, and distance had done nothing to change that. Max had to travel often for his job, and no matter where he was, he never failed to make time to talk and text his only daughter. Ashley had always been her daddy’s girl, and he knew her well enough to see she was wrestling hard with something in her mind.

At the same time, Max couldn’t help looking at his daughter at that moment as anything other than what she obviously was: an undeniably luscious young woman, intensely desirable in every way a man could imagine. But this was something this father already knew about his daughter. Through all the time they’d been apart from each other, Ashley regularly sent him phone selfies, many of which were on the borderline of being inappropriate.

If she’d been trying on new outfits or even bikinis, she always sent a picture to her father and asked what he thought. Max never wanted to lie to her, so he told her what he honestly thought. Most often he told her she looked amazing, and usually added that he also thought her outfits were too revealing and that he was going to lose sleep worrying about her looking too sexy around a campus full of lust-crazed college boys.

Ashley usually just replied with an “lol”, and she always told him he should never worry, that she was always daddy’s girl and always would be. His response to messages like that were usually a little heart emoji and nothing more. As much as he wanted to be honest with his daughter, he couldn’t be completely honest.

For one thing, he could never admit to her or anyone that a few months ago he’d taken to stroking his cock while looking at the album of her pictures on his phone. At first, it seemed like such an insane thing to do that he would only stroke his aroused shaft for a while and then try to occupy his mind with something else before he made himself cum to images of his own daughter.

But that only lasted a couple of weeks. Eventually, he was stroking his cock to selfies of his daughter nearly every day. His favorite was one of several she sent him from the beach a couple of months ago where she was wearing a turquoise bikini that was the skimpiest thing he’d ever seen her in. It was the first time he fully realized how big her tits were, and since she had been in the water before taking that set of pictures the fabric was pasted to her skin. The bottom was small and tight enough that Max could tell his daughter was keeping her pussy shaved.

At first, he couldn’t believe his little girl was out in public in anything so skimpy. There had to be dozens or even hundreds of people who saw her. He wanted to text her back and forbid her from wearing that bikini in public ever again, but it wasn’t long before he was rubbing his cock and feeling both proud and excited.

After that set of bikini selfies, he found himself reaching into his boxer briefs and fondling his cock while they were talking. They video-chatted as often as they could, and Max was extremely careful to keep the motion of his hand hidden from view. Consequently, he never let himself cum while they were still talking, but moments after they disconnected he let himself explode with pleasurable relief.

The dress she was wearing tonight was tighter and skimpier than anything he’d seen her güvenilir bahis in besides the beach photos. As he watched her waiting nervously, he started to wonder why she hadn’t sent a changing room picture of that dress before, but then he realized she must have wanted to surprise him. If that was what she had in mind then it was working like a charm.

Max quit trying to figure out why she looked so nervous. He thought he already knew, but he was trying to keep from thinking about it. Besides, he was struggling with his own battle to keep his cock from getting hard right there as he gazed at her luscious young body from his unseen vantage point. Then there was his own nervous excitement at finally being able to see his precious baby again after so long. He was probably just as nervous as she was, but only a little better at hiding it.

His ex had done everything she could think of to keep them apart, including pressuring the girl into going to a college that was even further away from where he moved after the break-up. He didn’t speak to his ex at all anymore, but he and Ashley were closer than ever. And now, after all of that, they would have a whole month of traveling together in Europe. Max would have to spend a few of those days working, since it had started as a business trip, but then he’d invited Ashley to come and spend the rest of the time on the southern coast.

Max finally realized he couldn’t stand there all night spying on his own daughter and decided it was time to join her. She spotted him by the time he was two steps into the lounge. A huge smile lit up her beautiful face that must have been contagious since he could feel the same kind of smile breaking out on his too.

As amazing as the girl looked from a distance, she was downright paralyzing up close.

“How could you be even more beautiful than the last time I saw you?” Max said before he could think twice about it.

“Oh my god, Daddy, you’re crazy,” Ashley giggled.

She blushed and looked down for a moment while Max’s gaze dropped to the full, smooth tits nearly bursting out of her tiny, white dress. He wanted to feel them more than take his next breath, but he decided not to hug her because he didn’t trust his reaction. Yet Ashley looked up and instantly threw her arms around her father and pressed her curvaceous body tightly against him.

Max wrapped his arms around her and hugged her back just as tightly. With her lush boobs mashing firmly against his body, his cock was swarming with heat, threatening to swell up hard against her. But at the moment he didn’t care. He was barely even aware of it. It was like he was hugging her for the first time, and he practically forgot she was his daughter.

“I’ve missed you more than you can imagine,” he told her, burying his face against her neck and inhaling the scent of her perfume.

“Oh yes I can,” she replied, tightening her hold. “I’ve missed you even more. I thought my first year of college would never end.”

Max’s cock started getting hard. He knew she could probably feel it but he didn’t care. He lifted his head to look at her, bringing his hands to her face and holding still as he began to lean in to kiss her supple mouth. Her eyes were wide open and glistening with moisture as she waited. His cock was well on the way to being fully erect, but as he looked into the expression in her eyes – complete love and trust – as she waited for him to kiss her the way a man kisses any other girl except his own daughter, he stopped himself. He backed away and nervously cleared his throat.

Ashley looked even more nervous than before, and a little disappointed, except that now there was a gleam of excitement in her eyes. Max was almost as nervous, and feeling foolish for letting his daughter feel his cock swell against the press of her luscious body.

“I could really use a drink,” he said with an awkward laugh.

“Me too,” Ashley replied with a bright grin.

Max looked at her in surprise. “Young lady,” he reminded her, “you’re not old enough to drink.”

“Maybe back home, but not here. Remember how long it’s been, Dad. I’m old enough for a lot of things now.”

The suggestive look in the girl’s eyes nearly made her father’s cock swell up to its full state of hardness.

“I know, baby girl, I know. But I’m trying not to think about that. You might be all grown up now but you’re still my sweet little princess.”

“Awww, Daddy, that’s the sweetest thing anyone ever said. I hope I’m always your sweet little princess.”

“You always will be, babydoll.” He put his hand on her hip and she leaned up and kissed him on the mouth.

When she slipped her tongue into his mouth, the move surprised Max, even as bold as the girl was being about teasing him. But actually tongue kissing in a public place, dressed as she was? It was the last thing he would’ve expected. But the thing that surprised him even more was the way his own tongue immediately began to play with hers. It was impossible not to. Her lips were warm and supple, and kissing türkçe bahis a girl as beautiful as Ashley was a pleasure no matter who she was.

He also didn’t expect a kiss like that to last as long as it did, either, but once his daughter’s eager lips opened and their tongues started exploring each other Max didn’t want it to end. His precocious daughter pushed her full, heavy tits against his body as they openly kissed in front of the bartender, and Max couldn’t help letting his hands roam over Ashley’s hips and back at the same time. He was dying to lay his hand over the full, thickly rounded curves of the girl’s ass in that tight, tiny dress, but he forced himself to resist that much.

Max didn’t even care that his hard cock was rubbing carelessly against his nineteen-year-old daughter’s luscious body, and when she rubbed herself against his bulge and kissed him harder he finally let his hand slip down over her ass.

Ashley’s cheeks were so round and full and felt even firmer than they first looked in her dress. Fortunately there were only a few other customers in the bar, and the bartender was probably used to people getting intimate there since he didn’t seem to be paying them very much attention.

Max finally broke the kiss off reluctantly. His cock was throbbing against his daughter’s body through his pants. It felt amazing, but if they let it go on any longer he’d end up wanting to fuck her. Fantasies were bad enough, even if he kept them to himself, but at least they couldn’t do any harm. And as bold as Ashley was being, she couldn’t possibly want to go so far as actually fucking her own father, could she?

Max needed to catch his breath and try to get his mind straight.

“See how much I’ve missed you, Daddy?” She looked up into his eyes with a gleeful face. “Sooooo much. And I can see you’ve really missed me too.”

She giggled and sneakily squeezed his cock. At least her gesture was hidden from the other customers with her body blocking anyone’s view.Max took a deep breath and ordered a couple of glasses of wine. He moved around to one end of the three-sided bar where his daughter’s body was also blocked from anyone’s view. Ashley took a seat on one of the stools while her father stood close beside her. On the stool, her dress hem rode nearly up to her world class ass, leaving her thick, shapely thighs well exposed. While they each took a sip of their wine, Max foolishly rubbed the bulge of his hard cock against his daughter’s bare leg, but with the lower half of their bodies hidden he was quickly losing any apprehensions he had about letting his daughter tease him the way she was.

It was certainly insane to let her get away with touching his cock, but at least it was only through his pants. Her hand felt so good, and it was really just a little harmless fondling. At the end of the night they’d go to their separate rooms in their cabin, and Max would have the most amazing memories he’d ever had to stroke to. Since they were going to be traveling together over the next couple of months, with Max working some of the time and vacationing with his daughter the rest, he was probably going to need to masturbate whenever he could get away with it just to make his cock cooperate while she was nearby.

Ashley just gave him the brightest, most beautiful smile her father had ever seen. With his cock rubbing against the outside of her thigh, he slipped his free hand onto the inside and lightly rubbed her smooth, incredibly warm flesh.

“I guess we have a lot to catch up on,” he said, holding eye contact while his hand kept rubbing on the inside of her leg.

“Maybe,” she said, coyly. “But on what is the million dollar question.”

“Well, you’ve had a whole year of college. A whole year of being on your own. You must have lots of stories about your new experiences…boyfriends and so forth.”

Ashley rolled her eyes. “Please, Daddy, we talk like three times a week. There’s not much about me you don’t already know. Well, maybe a few things,” she told him with a coy smile.

“See? There’s always something. Like if you got yourself a boyfriend, or maybe you were too busy beating the guys off with a stick.”

She squared her shoulders indignantly and pushed out her mesmerizing tits. The way they stretched at the thin, low-cut material of her dress gave her father a breathtaking view.

“I don’t beat guys off with anything,” she smirked sarcastically. “Besides, Daddy, boyfriends are just that: boys. I’m not interested in boys. I’d much rather have a man.”

On that, she let her hand slide between her leg and her father’s cock, playfully squeezing his shaft through his pants again. He just took a deep breath and enjoyed her sneaky caress while he squeezed her thigh a little tighter.

“Aww, baby girl, I thought you were Daddy’s sweet little princess,” he replied, trying to cover how much her words had really affected him.

“I am,” she said, pulling down his zipper. Her hand slipped inside his pants and she rubbed his swollen cock through his briefs before güvenilir bahis siteleri fingering the band downward and getting her hand on the hot flesh of his excited shaft. “But I’m still a woman, aren’t I, Daddy?”

“Oh, fuck, yes you are,” he groaned softly, not wanting anyone else to overhear.

He knew he should have made her stop, but her hand felt too good. And the heart-racing excitement of having his hot, sexy daughter feeling up his cock in public was too much to resist. He was dying to feel her pussy, but it was the one act of restraint he still seemed capable of.

“We’re gonna have the best summer ever,” the curvy girl smiled excitedly. “I’ve been dreaming of having you all to myself for the longest time.”

Ashley’s nipples were so hard and swollen they were poking into her dress and demanding to be noticed. Max took a deep breath as he quickly scanned the area and carefully let his hand rake across her prominent tits, giving each, firm globe an eager squeeze. She closed her eyes and sighed softly to him when he kneaded her flesh. Her eyes didn’t open again until he reluctantly took his hand away.

“Daddy, you should know I have really sensitive nipples.”

He was dying to feel those amazing tits even more, but there was only so much they could do even on the hidden side of the bar. As Max’s cock grew too big to control inside his pants, Ashley worked it out through his open zipper and stroked his secretly exposed hard on with a triumphant grin. He gazed at her hungrily, dying to kiss her again and rip down the top of her dress so he could play with that perfect pair of tits as much as he wanted.

After a couple of minutes, his daughter let go of his cock and announced she needed to go use “the little girls’ room”. With a teasing smirk, she slipped off her stool and sashayed her way into the restaurant area where the nearest ladies’ room was, leaving her father’s hard dick jutting out of his pants. Max quickly reached below to rearrange his dick back in his pants as discreetly as he could.

It was a relief to be alone for a few minutes. It would give him a chance to catch his breath and come to his senses before he did something he really shouldn’t. But it was only a couple of minutes before his phone buzzed with an incoming message.

Taking his phone out of his pocket, Max opened a message from his curvy, blonde daughter, who could only be texting him from the ladies’ room. There was a picture with the message, and both made him hold his breath. The picture was a clear, well lit snap of his daughter’s insanely smooth, open pussy as she spread her lips open with the fingers of her free hand. Even in the photo, Max could tell her slit was wet with her girl cream. The mere sight was enough to make a heavy dribble of precum ooze from the tip of his cock. The message only made it worse.

You don’t have to jerk off to it anymore, Daddy. This is all yours.

There was no way he was ever going to catch his breath and come to his senses now. Ashley had the sweetest, softest looking pussy he’d ever seen, and even if he couldn’t allow himself to honestly consider fucking her, maybe it wouldn’t be so bad just to taste her. Maybe if he made her cum with his tongue and fingers she’d come to her senses too and realize a father and daughter shouldn’t go so far as to actually fuck.

But Max didn’t know which end was up anymore, and he sat gazing hungrily at the picture on his phone until his clever daughter was right there sliding back onto her stool again.

“Miss me while I was gone?” she giggled.

Max took a good, long look at the girl on the stool beside him. He almost thought he didn’t recognize the brash, aggressive sex kitten she’d turned into after a year of college, but when he was honest with himself, she really hadn’t changed so much after all. She was only more open about being what she’d always been like. At the same time, something inside the man shifted. As he gazed at the girl with her big, shapely tits nearly popping out of the top of her skimpy dress, he didn’t see “Daddy’s little princess”, but Daddy’s precocious little cocktease who needed to be taught a serious lesson.

The fact that she’d known all along he’d been jerking off when they talked only made his blood run even hotter.

With another quick scan of the area, Max leaned close to his daughter and shoved his hand between her shapely thighs, brashly sliding his fingers up her leg to feel her naked slit. She felt as wet as she’d looked in the picture she just sent him from the bathroom, and she gasped out loud when his fingers parted her slippery lips and probed at her clit and hole.

“Dad…fuck,” she hissed, shaken by the surprise.

Her bravada quickly gave way to speechless sighs as she watched her father’s stern face with a stunned expression. He pushed his finger between her pussy lips and started to slip inside.

“Push forward,” he muttered privately.

She did as he said, giving him better access to her wet pussy. Keeping half an eye on the other people on the other side of the room, he drove his finger into her hole and searched for her g spot. Hers was easy to reach, and as he secretly finger fucked her on her barstool, her eyes gradually glazed over as she gave in to the feeling in her pussy.

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Mike had planned on being away with his golfing pals for the Scottish open golf, (sadly almost ruined by our usual Scottish ‘summer weather’) so I knew that I had a full weekend to myself.

Frank had arranged with Bill for the two of them to hire a caravan for the weekend, on the pretence with Bills wife of going fishing. They had informed me that I was in for a ‘treat’ and to make sure that I packed plenty sexy undies and ‘stuff.’

I did as asked and packed three different outfits:

My red stockings, basque style top and thigh high white boots,

My white, lacy suspender and teddy set.

And finally a pair of crutchless, black suspender style tights (pantyhose for our American cousins.)

I also made sure I took a selection of my toys with me and also on the day of leaving I popped in a set of love beads up my increasingly wet pussy for the journey!

I was to meet the two of them at a local garage/service station after they had driven off from Bills house.

I was eagerly anticipating the meeting as I hadn’t seen the two of them together for several weeks, and secretly I had hoped that maybe Bills friend Ron was coming up from England as well.

I hoped this was to be my ‘treat’ or at least his huge cock would be!

I impatiently awaited them arriving and was getting increasingly hot down below from the thought of seeing them again and the undoubted major fucking I was going to be getting over the next 36 hours or so.

Mike had sent me off with a good ‘seeing to’ the previous night, and had instructed me to enjoy myself, and not to ‘wear the old boys out.’

Little does he know, but they are amazingly agile and are such horny devils once they get going!

I have trouble keeping up with the pair of them!

Anyway, after a wait of ten or so minutes they arrived, and we decided to park my car at a local car park and take Bills for the journey. I was instructed to sit in the back, to make myself comfortable for the wee journey to the coast ahead.

I had dressed casually, in tight jeans and a t-shirt. On meeting Bill couldn’t help commenting on my stiff nipples as soon as he clapped eyes on me. At this point he didn’t know my string of love beads were rolling around my increasingly wet cunt at the same time!

The journey was a pleasant one with the two of them refusing to tell me what the treat awaiting me was.They would only tell me I would really enjoy it.

Once we had arrived at the park we went for a little stroll around and then to the on-site bar for a meal and a drink.

The rest of the other people there seemed a mix of families, some couples and the usual gangs of loud teenagers roaming about. We had a pleasant drink and a bite to eat before wandering back to the caravan.

It must have looked a little odd, me and the two of the older guys walking hand in hand alternately as we made our way back.

Once inside we settled down to a bit of smooching. We sat on the caravan settee area, me between the two guys. We kissed and I made sure to swap between them, french kissing them in turn as we sat together.

The windows had curtains that only about 1/3rd covered them, so anyone passing by and peeking in to see may have gotten a little surprise!

The two of them really enjoy a good frenching and Bill loves me to probe his mouth with my tongue really deeply as we kiss and to lick his face and ears as we snog and smooch.

Bill had begun to rub at my legs, his hands working their way up to my crotch area and giving the front a good rub. I eagerly opened my legs for him, spreading them wide in my jeans. Frank was eagerly watching and the three of us were loosening up well.

After a few minutes Frank asked if I would like to change into something ‘more comfortable’ for our first bit of fun.

I teased him by asking what was more comfy than jeans and we all laughed as he said, “You know what I mean.”

I teasingly replied, “Yes I know what you want you dirty old bugger, you want me tarted up, now what set do you want?”

And with this I gave them a choice of which outfit I would get changed into first.

Frank was very keen for the crutchless tights, but I had hoped to wear them later for going out in, with a shortish skirt I had taken.

Bill settled it by agreeing on the white set for starters.

I made my way to the bedroom area and proceeded to get changed.

The two guys sat waiting for me to return, pouring us some more drinks, getting themselves comfy and also getting the portable DVD player set up for our viewing.

My fanny was wet enough already, from the anticipation of the fucking to come, from the beads rolling around in it and from the rubbing my crotch had taken from Bill as we snogged.

As I changed I made sure on keeping the love beads stuffed right up me, replacing my knickers for the white set that matches my stockings and basque.

I put on my thigh length boots and made my way out into the main area of the van.

As I stepped into the main area I noticed that the dirty güvenilir bahis buggers hadn’t even closed the curtains!

I was stood in the middle of the caravan, dressed in thigh high white boots, a white basque and stockings set and see thru knickers!

“You dirty, rotten sods,” I laughed as they wolf whistled at me as I came out. “Get them closed.”

Bill laughed as he finally closed the curtains, “Och if anyone saw they will just be jealous.”

“Too fucking right,” Frank said.”You look fucking gorgeous Anna.”

I thanked him for the compliments and did a little twirl for them.

“You like it then?” I teasingly asked,sucking on my finger coyly as I said so

“Look at my cock and tell me if I do,” was Bills response. With this he dropped his trousers to show off a massive hard on, his prick, red and straining as it sprang out of his briefs.

“I would say so,” I replied. “And I like what I can see. That’s why my cunt is sopping wet and aching for that fucking huge cock up it.”

I was beginning to get that familiar feeling of dizzy abandonment that comes with being really turned on.

“You like mine too?” Frank asked and again he sprang his meat out of his briefs as he asked.

“You know I fucking love your cock,” I said. “To be honest fucking any cock, I am so fucking horny now I would fuck the whole of this camp site.”

I knew this is how they liked to hear me talk. they love me to act the harlot, the wanton slut and the acting doesn’t come too hard at times for me!

“Well you will have to do with these two … for now ” was Bills teasing reply, a smile as he emphasised the “for now” bit.

The DVD had begun to play on the small TV screen.

Scenes of group fucking were flashed around, the titles were starting ‘Gang Bang Party’ as I made my way beside my two gorgeous, older fuck partners.

I made my way over to them and again took my usual position between them. On doing so I opened my legs as wide as I could to let them both have access to my inner thighs and up my stocking encased legs to my wet panties.

Bill slowly began to rub the front of my panties as Frank began to fumble inside my basque, squeezing and toying with my titties and nipples.

I lay back,I felt like I was in heaven.

I was being pleasured by my two old lovers, dressed as a wanton slut, in a caravan, in the middle of the afternoon.

Outside I could hear people speaking as they walked past, hear the loud music coming from the teenagers partying across from us. I felt wickedly dirty and so turned on.

I slowly began to move my hands across to both my lovers cocks. I took each one in an alternate hand. Bill to my left, his fingers still working away at my pantie covered fanny, and Frank to my right.

I slowly began to wank them both simultaneously, slowly, steadily, wanking their cocks up and down. Taking their skins right back and tugging them forward in long sensual movements.

As I did so, they both continued toying with me at the same time, their cocks stiffening with each wanking motion.

Bill then slowly began to slip my panties down my legs and stopping as they became taut around my ankles. So at this point I was sat with my legs apart, Frank sucking on my tit as I wanked him slowly. Bills cock in my other hand, tossing him off in a nice steady rhytym, my knickers stretched around my ankles as my cunt dripped with juice from all the attention.

On the DVD a woman was being gang fucked by at least 7 men, cocks everywhere.

Bill then noticed my beads as he slipped a finger up me.

“What’s this? You dirty little slut!”

“I’ve had them up me since I left the house,” I brazenly replied.

“Your cunt is sopping and they are covered in your cum,” Bill said loudly as he slowly eased them out of me.

Frank took a moment from suckling on my tit to watch the string of black beads emerging from my moist, sopping wet pussy.

“That’s my dirty girl,” he said as they both took it in turns to feel and sniff the beads, my juices having coated them heavily in my sticky cum.

They then served them to me for me to lick and suck my juices off. Both of them getting on the floor to lap at my pussy and legs at the same time whilst I did so. They simply ripped my knickers off, tossing them to one side.

“You wont fucking need knickers again this weekend,” Bill told me.

“Your’e our fuck slut, do you understand.”

“Go on then,” I urged them. By now my lust had overtaken me, I felt wild and abandoned.

“Lick my fucking cunt out, and get some fingers up there too.”

I was then licked and nibbled by them in turn, the other getting some fingers up me, so as one licked at my clit the other finger fucked me and vice versa.

“Im gonna cum, oh my fucking christ I’m gonna cum off,” I told them as my first major climax began to build. “Don’t stop,” I pleaded with them.

I began to leak heavily onto Bills fingers and he slipped them out of me as I violently began to shake. My eyes rolled into the back of my türkçe bahis head a my orgasm shook me to my bones.

Frank was getting his mouth totally immersed in my cunny and lapping at my cunt as I climaxed all over his face.

After I had cum off quite heavily, it was my turn to have some fun with the guys rampant cocks.

I stood up and got the two of them to sit side by side on the settee area. I then alternated between their throbbing members, lovingly sucking and licking their shafts up and down the full engorged lengths.

I continued sucking them off, wanking the other one off as I sucked on one. Whilst doing so I was on my knees.

I then stood up and walked into the bedroom area and got one of my large vibrators. I returned to the two guys, who both were watching me intently, each pulling on their straining cocks as I approached them.

They were both sporting massive swollen pricks by now. Their cock heads all shiny and red. Frank was dribbling some pre cum from his knob, which I sluttily bent down and licked off, like a cat that had gotten the cream!

I placed my vibrator in an upright position on the floor, steadying it with my left hand and squatted down on it, taking its length up me.

In this position I was able to continue sucking the guys off plus I also had my cunny filled with my toy. It felt amazing. My vibro humming away up me whilst I got to work on my two old lovers cocks.

At one point they both had their pricks stuffed into my mouth, me kneeling down and them feeding me their throbbing tools as I eagerly acted the slut for them.

After a few minutes of me sucking on them, both together and one at a time, I was ready for some cock up me.

“Lets get those cocks up me now,” I said to them, smiling at them both.

I was placed on all fours facing the porno playing on the TV screen … My eyes taking in the scene on the DVD as a beautiful young blonde teenager was being pounded by four large black men.

“Your’e just like the slut on the T.V,”, Frank told me. “Look at her taking loads of cock, she’s fucking loving it.”

Frank got behind me first and began to slip his hard length up me. Bill stood to one side and watched me taking a fucking from behind, urging Frank on.

“Fuck the slut hard,go on ride her cunt.You tart Anna you love it don’t you!?”

I responded by letting a volley of filth from my mouth.

“I fucking want all your spunk you dirty bastards, fucking shag me like the cheap slut I am. Go on fuck it, fuck it hard,spank me. Spank my arse as you fuck me.”

Frank willingly obliged, spanking my ass with his hand as he rode me deep and hard. After a while they swapped places, Bill taking his turn on me from behind and Frank watching.

Then I was subjected to some arse fucking by them both. They took turns in guiding their cocks up my arsehole as I was again on all fours.

After they had both been up my arse for a little while, things started to get close to spunking time for them.

Whilst Frank fucked me up my arse in this position, Bill slid underneath me in a 69 position. I sucked on his pricks as he licked at my twat, Franks cock still buried deep up my arse.

Frank began to hump me very hard indeed, pounding my arsehole from behind.

“I’m cumming,” he exploded. “I’m going to fill your arse,” and with that he began to leak his seed up my ass hole.

I was urging him on to ‘spunk it up me.’ Bill began to twitch beneath me at the same time and a flood of his semen began to fill my mouth. I greedily sucked on his spunk as it shot deep into my throat.

His cum began leaking from my mouth as I licked his softening cock.

I was again transported to heaven, my desires being fulfilled by my two eager and perverted older lovers.

Once the first session was completed we then settled down to a little relaxing after the fantastic fuck and after a few minutes cuddling we all decided to get changed.

Once changed we re-opened the curtains, having first remembered to turn the DVD off!

We then settled down to a nice chat and relax.

I was desperate to know what my surprise was and eventually after much badgering and teasing they told me.

Ron was coming up on the train later in the evening!!

I was thrilled. The session we had just enjoyed had really got me horny and I had been secretly hoping Ron and his huge cock would be on the menu at some point!

“We are collecting him at eight” I was informed.

“Then we thought we could all go the on-site bar for a drink and maybe a dance?”

“Sounds nice to me,” I replied. “But later, I want you all.”

I was greeted by the two of them smiling.

“Oh don’t worry love, Ron is keen to renew acquaintances. He will be more than ready for you.”

As the time approached to leave to collect him later in the afternoon/early evening I was sent away to change and get ready.

I had packed a little black mini skirt, a kind of a ra-ra skirt style and had packed my black suspender style tights to go under it, güvenilir bahis siteleri and I decided on no knickers.

I knew it was just long enough to cover the gaps, but short enough to be interesting to anyone wanting a little glimpse of my legs and the thrill of people guessing if I was wearing stockings or not. I wore a black blouse on top with a black lacy bra. I also had a pair of my black high heels on.

On seeing me the guys gave me another wolf whistle and I was also made up heavily with lots of lipstick and blusher.

“You look fucking hot as hell,” Frank told me.

I again thanked him and we made our way to collect Ron. On getting into the car I noticed the two younger guys from the caravan opposite eyeing me up.

“They seem to have taken quite a shine to you,” Frank remarked.

I smirked in response.

Once Ron was safely collected, we all had a great catch up on the way back to the camp site, and once we had dropped our stuff off, we all made our way to the camp site bar area for a meal and some drinks.

During the night I danced with all the guys and we had found a nice corner area in the dance hall that we could have to ourselves.

As the night wore on the crowd thinned but I noticed the two young lads from the caravan across the way had stayed behind.

On getting some more drinks from the bar, the blonde one (Gary) began chatting to me.

It transpired he and his cousin (Mark) were staying at his parents caravan for the weekend and their friends had been visiting for the day only.

We chatted and he asked if the old men were my father and uncles.

I laughed and said we were just friends, this seemed to throw him a bit, but he was soon joined by Mark at the bar both of them evidently trying to chat me up!!

Bill must have seen me and came over,I assumed to rescue me, but to my great surprise he invited the lads to share a drink with us in our litttle corner.

The night wore on with me dancing with all of the men and as we all got a bit tipsy the odd grope had started happening on the dance floor, even from Gary and Mark the two young guys.

I laughed it off, feeling the effects of the few gin and tonics I had consumed, but also from the increasing feeling of hornyness that was enveloping me. As we danced nd smooched I gave them a playful squeeze on the bum as well.

On sitting back down I realised that Gary had positioned himself so that he could get a good view up my skirt as I sat down.

I didn’t try to readjust my skirt letting him get the odd glimpse up my leg and secretly hoped he could see quite a bit.

By now there were very few people left in the hall and we decided to make our way back to the caravan as the bar got ready to close for the night.

Frank then took me by surprise again by inviting the two young lads back for a ‘night cap.’

I was beginning to wonder where this was going and was a little bit apprehensive.

On walking back to the caravan, I had a chat with Frank, pulling him back from the main group, and he assured me all was okay.

He had text Mike earlier to let him know Ron had arrived safely and that I seemed to be ‘hitting it off’ with two very young lads from a nearby caravan.

Mike had simply text back: ‘Let her enjoy herself, look after her but she has my blessing for anything she wants.’

My knees were feeling weak at this point. I wasn’t sure if it was from the gin and tonics I had consumed or from this news.

“What the hell does that, mean?” I asked Frank.

“I guess it’s up to you Anna,” he said in reply. “Let’s just see what happens eh?”

So we continued our little walk back to the caravan, finally catching up to the other three.

“And what have you two been doing?” Ron asked.

“I saw you lagging behind. I hope you haven’t been hogging Anna all to yourself Frank!”

I could see Mark and Gary looking inquisitively at this statement by Ron.

Once inside we were given some more drinks by Bill, the guys all settling down to another beer and me having another wee G&T.

We had all sat down best we could, me on the settee area, in between Bill and Ron.

Frank had sat opposite us on the other settee bit and the two lads had found themselves a spot each on a couple of deck chairs.

We chatted and found out a little more about the two cousins. Mark was 19 and Gary 18, both at college.

They enquired politley as to how I came to be staying with three older men. Frank was smirking as he told them that we were all ‘friends.’

Gary had noticed my wedding ring and it was Bill who told them.

“Her husband is a friend too.” This seemed to give the lads enough information without them asking the obvious questions.

I noticed that my skirt had again ridden quite high up, exposing a lot of my leg and I was sure that the top of my thigh where the nylon stocking style tights ends would have been visible as I crossed my legs.

I saw Gary say something to Mark as they both looked across at me.

“What was that?” I asked.

“Sorry?” Mark said.”What was what?”

“What was that you two were whispering about?” I smiled as I said it.

They both went red, blushing from the question.

The tension had become apparent in the room.

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So a couple weeks ago I decided I was going to go for it and try to have my first real bisexual experience. So joined an adult site and within about a week I had meet someone and we set up a meet. I did all the usual tests and made sure he was free from STD’s as I just want the expense and not the gift that keeps on giving. So we set it up for Friday night.

There was things that I clearly wanted to do in this meeting. I knew that I wanted to stroke another man’s cock, and feel him in my mouth and my ass. While I had swallowed tons of my own cum, I wasn’t sure what I would actually do if he started to cum when I had him in my mouth. güvenilir bahis So I was going to play that part by ear, but it was on my list to try….

Friday night came and I met “John” at the house at the agreed upon time. I was a lot nervous as I really wanted to have a women there as I really have no attraction to men, and explained that there would be no kissing. John knew that I had never been with a man before and he assured me that we would only do what I wanted. John is about 12 years older than I am and was surprised at how much that impacted the evening. So I went inside and we sat on the couch and John put on a gay porn dvd, I have tried to watch gay porn in the past, but it never did anything for me, to be honest I have always found it to be kind of comical.

John asked me again if I had never been with another man and I assured him that I hadn’t so he slid next to me on the couch and started playing with my cock. I couldn’t help but think how cliché this all felt. I think John sensed that I was feeling a little shy and he reached over and grabbed my hand and placed it his cock. So there I was feeling another man’s cock through his sweats, my mind was racing and my heart was pounding. Was I really doing this!!!

After a few minutes of feeling each other through out pants I figured let’s do it, and dropped my pants, John went right for my cock and started stroking me off. John, stopped playing with me long enough to pull his pants down, and there I was staring at my first cock, and it was beautiful. I started stroking him like I would stroke myself. I thought to myself it’s now or never and I got on my knees and got up close and personal with his cock. I was surprised at how much different it felt from my own. After being that close I knew I wanted it in my mouth. I wanted to taste his cock, türkçe bahis to feel it getting harder in my mouth. So I slowly lowered my mouth over his cock and it was great.

There I was kneeling in front of a man that I just met with his cock getting hard in my mouth, and I was loving every minute of it. I sucked on him for a couple minutes and just took my time exploring his cock. The shaft was so hard but the head was soft and squishy, and I loved having it in my mouth. I looked up at John and he was enjoying it so I must have been doing something right. I looked over at the TV and there two guys in a 69, so I looked at John and said that we could do that, and he agreed. So several minutes we were in position, I was on all 4’s above John with his cock in my mouth. I alternated sucking with stroking, I tried to do what I enjoyed and mimic what my previous partners had done. It wasn’t long before I realized that John was moaning and started bucking his hips. So thinking he was about to cum I wanted to see it, so I lifted up my head and started stroking him. After a few minutes of stroking he didn’t cum so I went back to sucking him. I can’t really describe the feeling of having him thrust into my mouth while I was sucking on him. I was so into sucking on him that I didn’t even realize that he had just cum in my mouth, not only that but I swallowed every drop and didn’t even think about it. Well I guess I could check that off my list.

So now John and I are sitting on the floor leaning against the couch and all I can think about is feeling that cock sliding in and out of my ass. So looking up at the TV there was one guy banging away at another and I said we can do that next, and that’s when John informed me that he wouldn’t be able to get hard again. Speaking of getting hard, I was soft as a limp noodle, and apparently güvenilir bahis siteleri had been most of the time. I have had this experience with women while eating pussy. I get so focused on what I am doing that I get soft. But with women I harden right back up when it’s time to go to work. That was not the case with John… I don’t know if it was the porn or the fact that there wasn’t a women there but it took me forever to get an erection. But I finally did, and John being a good host, finished me off in style and swallowed every drop. So after some small talk and discussing a possible ongoing meeting, it was over. I was back in my car on my way home.

I think I worried most about this exact moment, how I would feel knowing that I had just sucked another guy off. Would I enjoy it so much that I would swear off women, would this be a one and done, or something that I would want to add to my sexual playbook. The one feeling I didn’t expect was the one that I had. The best way to describe this experience was Meh… It was fun, but I may have been expecting more than it was. I was a little disappointed to not have him in my ass, but it is what it is.

My mind was racing, I had just sucked of and swallowed a man, and I enjoyed it, but why was it so hard for me to get hard? I still want to be with women, and have no desire to be with a man one on one again. I know that is not my thing. Would I be the bottom of a 69 with a women while she is getting her pussy pounded and he slides it out of her pussy and into my mouth for me to suck on for a while? Hell yes, he could either cum in her pussy and I’ll eat it out or he could cum in my mouth and I’ll still eat her out.

I still very much want to have a cock in my ass, one of my fantasies is to have my ass pounded while eating pussy and having my cock sucked. I can dear to dream right. Will I ever see John again, probably not without a women? I am grateful for the experience, and how gentile it was, I have read many horror stories about bad first experiences.

So this is to be continued….

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I managed to catch my breath, but it wasn’t easy. I was in her arms, shaking, feeling the lingering effects of a moment unlike anything I’d experienced before. My dress was gathered around my waist. My ass, my legs, my cunt were all exposed. I was standing there in the arms of a woman with whom I’d barely spoken a dozen sentences. And I’d just cum, without restraint, without fear–in her hotel room, standing, grinding our cunts into each other’s bare thigh!

It must sound terribly strange, terribly indecent, terribly . . . wrong? But it didn’t feel that way. It didn’t feel that way at all. It felt wonderful. It felt wild. It felt passionate. And, it felt somehow warm and secure. Something about Linda made me comfortable, made me want to do anything she asked or suggested. There was something about her that made me want to follow her lead. Maybe it was because she was older than any lover I’d had before her. Maybe it was because she had awakened a part of me I never knew existed, the part that desired pleasure above all else. Somehow I understood that the places she would take my heart, my body, my skin, my lips, my cunt would be places I would enjoy visiting.

“Audrey, darling, let’s not stand here half naked,” she laughed, “let me put something on. Let me get you something to wear. Okay?”

“Okay, Linda,” I answered her weakly, still trembling from the feelings that had crested moments before. Holding my hand, she led me to the closet, which she opened. It was filled with clothing, more dresses, more shoes, more accessories, more stuff than I’d ever imagined a woman could carry with her on vacation. She parted some hangers, and pulled out a tiny silk kimono, beautifully printed with an erotic scene, two Japanese women–white skinned, mere stylized slits for eyes, jet-black hair piled high on their heads, tiny mouths, pouty lips painted a brilliant red, naked white skin touching, their breasts, touching. She handed it to me. She bent over, revealing, again, her lovely bottom, long legs–I tingled, again, so soon after cumming, just watching her. She handed me a pair of shoes much like her own, with the same tall spikes, but these were shiny red. “Here,” she said handing the shoes and the very short, silken robe to me, “why don’t you see if these fit?”

I slipped out of my Birkies, lifted my dress over my head, and stood there for a moment, completely naked, before slipping the shoes over my feet, the kimono over my shoulders. Standing there I began to ache, again, for her touch; but she did not touch me, she only stared. I could feel her eyes on me as if they were her hands, sliding up my legs, my calves which were flexed from the steep angle the shoes imposed on my feet, lingering on my naked, shaved cunt which peeked out from beneath the very short robe, dwelling on the swell of my hips, sliding across my flat tummy, enjoying the sight of my breasts, my erect nipples outlined beneath the slick silk, caressing my bare neck, savoring my red mouth before resting güvenilir bahis on my hazel eyes and peering into my soul. It was as if she was touching me, making love to me with her eyes. I could feel her gaze running across my body like talented fingers. My cunt ached for her to touch it with her leg again, to touch it, maybe, with her hand, or maybe, oh how I wished it, with her lips and tongue! Instead, she stared. The Kimono felt sleek and slippery, the way only silk feels. The shiny fabric sliding across my skin, slipping across my nipples when I pulled the robe across my body to tie it together with the sash, almost made me cum, again. The robe covered only half my bottom. The round place where thighs met ass was exposed. In the front my cunt showed, totally. It made me feel more naked than being naked, sexier than anything I’d ever worn.

What was happening to me? My entire being seemed geared in that time in that place, in her company, toward one thing and one thing only, sensual pleasure.

Linda took a black velvet evening gown from the closet, and I watched as she stepped through the top, and pulled it up over her body. It was stunning. She was stunning. Beneath it, she wore only what she had worn for my arrival–the mid-thigh stockings, the diamond studded necklace. The shoes.

Her gown was slit up the front to above her navel! When she walked across the room to sit on the edge of the bed I could see everything. Her stride parted the fabric so that her lovely legs and cunt were framed in a vee of black velvet.

She sat on the edge of the bed, and patted the spot next to her. I crossed the room as she had, and sat beside her. She put her arms around me and began to speak.

“Audrey, I have a confession to make.”

I looked at her, puzzled, wondering what was coming next; somewhat fearful, but eager.

“My having breakfast all those mornings at the place where you work, my inviting you here, our initial moment of pleasure, none of this has been completely accidental.”

I wondered where this was going, but I was still feeing the lingering tremors of an orgasm I had loved, the slip and slide of silk across my nipples, the sight of her, of me, of us. My body was eager for more. God, was it eager!

“I belong to a very special club. There are only seven of us. We are all single. We are all successful. We have been the best of friends for many years. We adore each other, and over the years we have found that we enjoy, intensely, the company of a lovely young woman such as yourself. We get together once a year in an out of the way place to engage in a kind of ritual. Each year, one of us is charged with the responsibility of finding a particularly adorable, innocent but especially provocative young woman, and to prepare her to be shared by all of us in an evening of pleasure. I saw you my first day here, and knew immediately that you were quite special. I want you to be the one. I want to share your loveliness with my dear friends. türkçe bahis Are you willing?”

My heart was pounding. Everything about the week had been leading me to something, but I had no idea what. Each morning I had seen her, and each afternoon I’d masturbated, imagining her making love to me. I ran home from work with her image in my mind. I flopped down on my bed after ripping off my clothes. I fingers grabbed at my body, tugged on my nipples, other fingers worked their way into my wet cunt, slid around my hard little clit. I lifted my hips up off the bed to meet her imagined touch, the dream of her tongue in my cunt. Frantically I made love to myself, pretending it was the tourist, the woman in the restaurant. And I’d cum with such fury, it was if we really were lovers even though I had no idea who she was. And now, finally, I was in her room, sitting next to her, dressed like a whore, and moments before I’d cum in her arms, grinding myself against her leg like a dog in heat and it had been better than anything I’d ever felt with another person. But her new request was so far beyond anything I could have imagined I didn’t know what to think. I found myself unable to speak.

“I guess this is all very unusual and strange. I’m so sorry dear Audrey. But you are astonishing. I want so much for you to enjoy this experience I so badly wish to give to you. And I know you cannot imagine what it is I am asking. I guess I am asking you to trust me.” As she was saying this, her hands undid my sash, parted my kimono. Her lips found mine, again, and my legs opened for her hand which was gently caressing my thighs. She stopped talking. I stopped thinking. Again, as it had never been with anyone else, it was nothing but feelings.

Her hand rested under my breast, gently holding it. Her lips sucked in my nipple while her tongue and teeth teased it. Her fingers ran teasingly down my belly, and her mouth followed. She slid to the floor, kissing my legs, gently parting my thighs with her hands. I leaned back on my palms, clenching the bedding between my fingers, praying that she would kiss my cunt the way I’d imagined so many times. She wasted no time. Again, it was as if I was there, twice: the me that she was making love to, the me that was feeling her tongue and lips, her hands on my legs and ass; and the me that watched this beautiful, sophisticated, worldly woman, on her knees, about to give pleasure to some other, stunning young woman, a changed woman I hardly knew, who sat, filled with expectation on the edge of a hotel bed, wrapped in printed silk that had parted, fallen from her shoulders to rest in a wrinkled pile across her bottom, around her wrists. That girl had arched her back, her exposed breasts pointed toward heaven, her mouth was agape, legs were spread wide, and she had begun to moan. Her hips had begun to move, slow rocking movements that matched the pressing and licking of the elegant woman who was between her thighs. As her hips rolled with the mouth that made güvenilir bahis siteleri love to her sex, her own mouth opened wider, her own tongue began to lick at her lips, as if she too were loving another woman’s sex. Her chest rose and fell with the feelings, her deepening breaths. She was lost in the sensations that built, quickly, like rising surf rolling onto a wet beach. The waves, the beach. The tongue, the cunt. The clit reaching out to be flicked, and sucked, nibbled. “Oh dear god, it has never been like this. I will die from such intense pleasure!” I thought that, I really did. It was that overwhelming. But I didn’t die. I lived. I was alive, more alive than I’d ever been, living more fully than I’d ever lived, every nerve atingle, every part of my body somehow acutely aware of itself. She was between my legs, beautiful, wanting nothing more than to please me.

I spread my legs still wider. I rolled my hips more aggressively. As if she were inside my head, inside my body, she matched my motions, my wonderful terrible overwhelming need for her tongue with long deep strokes into my cunt. Her nose rubbed my clit. Then she lifted her head placing her wet chin over my opening, letting her tongue make love to my clit. Her breath fanned my flames. I made sounds from somewhere deep within me. The shrieks and moans did not seem to come from my throat. The sobs, the whimpers, it all came from somewhere else, somewhere farther inside me. I did not care what I looked like. I did not care what I sounded like. I did not care. I did not. I did. I just did. I moaned and writhed and clenched. Mouth opening, legs opening, cunt opening. Wider.

The orgasm built, slowly, deeply, hugely. This was not the soft whimpering cum we had shared minutes before. This was a tidal wave, a tsunami washing over me, a spasm that grabbed my belly, rolled through me over and over, bigger each time until I swore I could not stand anymore pleasure; but it did not end there, it continued, forever, and I rode it with my body heaving, wailing, moaning, keening my bottomless pleasure until, after forever, beyond time, I fell, flat on the bed her wet face kissing my thighs, lost somewhere beyond the real in a place I had never dreamed possible. Shuddering. Twitching. Sobbing tears of ecstasy.

Dear god in heaven, I did not know you had made us capable of such feelings, such incredible pleasure. I am lost in them.

Linda slowly slid onto the bed beside me. She held me. She wrapped me in her warmth and affection, and I continued to sob as the spasms shook me, after shocks, tiny orgasms, again and again, simply from the feeling of her body beside mine. I fell asleep in her embrace, dreaming I was riding a giant black mare who galloped through the air, thousands of feet above a dark forest, her gate like that of a rocking chair, a huge but gentle beast who would take me to a place of great beauty. I dreamed I was asleep, on a silk-sheeted bed, surrounded by women whose faces I could not see, but who, I could sense, stared at my naked body with such intensity it was frightening. I dreamed they began touching me, everywhere. And then, I stopped dreaming and fell into the calm, dark, quiet, of deep and restful dreamless sleep.

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I met my husband in school, I had been on the gymnastics team at school so was very nimble and quite petite. Even though he wasn’t a jock Pete was in great physical shape, strong and muscular. We weren’t in the same year he was 3 years older. I lost my virginity to him on my 16th birthday and we got married on my 21st birthday. We had tried to start a family, but we had fertility issues, so we just carried on as a childless, married couple. His family were reasonably wealthy, we had enough money so no mortgage and no worries. Pete worked hard and I was his stay at home wife.

It was 10 years later, we were celebrating our anniversary. We had been out for a meal and had had sex twice that night (I said we had sex, not made love), he was a good husband but all we ever did was have sex, a quick missionary position shag, then he would roll over and go to sleep. In our first few years together it was twice every night, but then we fell into the “married routine”, some weeks, I was lucky if we had sex at all.…….

Chapter 1

…….So, the morning after the night before, Sunday around 9:30, I stirred sensing Pete was already awake. I felt him knelt up on the bed behind me. I had slept on my left side, naked, with my arms up in front of my face. He leaned over me and started to kiss the back of my right elbow. Not passionate or sloppy kisses. More like the waft off a butterfly, type kisses, soft and gentle, even sensual.

He slowly moved upwards towards my shoulder, I lay there motionless. I wasn’t awake, or asleep, sort of in that lucid state. But I still, could sense his every touch, his lips delicately wafting over my naked flesh. Slowly he moved down from my shoulder down my back, well not in the middle, but also not on my side. He continued down, over my hips and down my thigh. At this point I helped him out a little, I started to stir a little more out of my slumber and I stretched out my right leg to its longest length possible.

He continued to kiss down my thigh, with each butterfly like kiss I got tingles through my groin and pelvis. He had never done anything like this before and I thought back to that time (he thought I had been looking for his secret). You see I knew he had a locked drawer in his den and in it he kept his collection of videos and magazines. I had observed him late one night jerking off whilst watching a movie. That turned me on so much but why would he not do those kind of things to me?

He kissed behind my knee and I had to give a reaction, it was uncontrollable, you see that was my orgasm spot. On the odd occasion when it wasn’t a quick, (missionary position) shag, I received. If he decided to raise my legs over his strong muscular shoulders, and then force his body on top of my supple slightly built frame, he could make me orgasm just by touching the back of my knee and if he touched behind both knees I could squirt too!!! Oh my god could I squirt. So now he continued to advance down my calf to my ankle, then across the top of my elegant size 4 foot, pausing for a second or two.

Cautiously he started to advance up my calf and around to my knee. I stirred once more, this time moving my left leg outwards at right angles to my right one. I think he knew I was getting more and more awake with each soft and sensual kiss. Progressing up my thigh with his tender butterfly kisses, I moaned, I was about to orgasm, something I hadn’t done in a long time. I moved my right leg out now, it looked like it had had an argument with my left leg. They could not have been further apart. I sensed his hot breath on the inner flesh of my thigh, and his scratchy overnight stubble, but it was scratchy in a good way, not hard like when he had just forgot to shave. By this time I was fully awake and getting nearer and nearer to orgasm.

I could smell my own dusky fragrance. I had smelled it before, after using my toys. Pete bought me toys and let me have “alone time”, as he called it, I think that was his way of condoning himself jerking and fantasising with those videos, (little did I know). His nose now nudged and nuzzled the fleshy folds of my love canal. I took the deepest breath I could, through my nose my olfactory senses went into overdrive. It was a combination of my “Dior”, Pete’s “Joop” and my damp pussy. Surely Pete must be able to smell the sweet yet dusky fragrance. I moaned my delight, moved first my left leg followed by my right, so both thighs were over his broad, brawny shoulders. I felt his tongue start to probe me, pushing my lips out of the way, before he proceeded to lap at my juices, I knew we were in the throws of passion but deep down I needed to know what had triggered such a sensationally arousing, even erotic session from him. As I have said he was a quick shag and roll over type of guy.

I bent my right leg thanks to all those gym classes, (keeping my body very nimble all these years later) so my toe could play with his ear, I knew that would get him going some more. He knew what I was doing too, he knelt up onto his haunches, still with my thighs draped around his neck and shoulders like a scarf. Then I felt his hands, strong, unyielding, rugged hands. The fingers pushing deep, into the soft, peachy flesh of my bum. Then when both thumbs were in the centre next to each other they inserted themselves. Deep into my passion portal. Pulling my soaking wet lips apart to allow his luscious tongue to lap at me like a puppy laps at his master. I screamed some obscenities at him, I squeezed my thighs together gripping around his strong, firm neck. As wave after wave of throbbing surged through my groin, my clitoris pulsated to the rhythm of my pounding heart and Pete’s breath got hotter and heavier. With one final gasp I screamed tensed then relaxed, with a shudder into a heap on the bed. Oh god what an orgasm…….

Chapter 2

…….After ten or fifteen minutes we had both had a little nap and our hot bodies and breathing had almost returned to normal. I found myself rolled onto my left side again. Pete again was knealing on his haunches behind me reaching over, further this time. He reached down towards my bottom bed-side drawer. Where he pulled out my rabbit, he checked the batteries and settled back onto his haunches. Now he started to run his finger along the length of my body from just below my arm, across my waist and onto my hip. Once at my hip his hand moved down across my tingling belly towards my pubic hair, “well it would if I didn’t shave regularly”. Even though Pete and I had an average couple’s sex life, I didn’t like pubic hair on a woman. So I kept it shaven.

His broad right hand moved towards the point where my legs met my torso, where all consenting adults get their most fun. Meanwhile his left hand had started up my rabbit, I could here it buzzing but kept my eyes closed pendik escort as I didn’t want to know where it was going to land, then. The ears came into contact with my already erect right nipple. I immediately tensed up, almost breaking Pete’s fingers with the pressure, off my thighs and in my groin area. I screamed out Pete’s name and orgasmed straight away, I must not have fully relaxed from the earlier encounter. As I rolled onto my back Pete was still knealing, his nine inches sticking out to attention, just like a soldier. I rolled over further and down slightly, taking his erect love muscle in my hand. I made a gooey noise and said “well is mummy’s little soldier all alone” and with that I opened my mouth, stuck out my tongue and slowly stroked the entire length, from tip to ball sack. Pete’s eyes rolled back and he tensed up slightly. I hatched my plan.

As I have mentioned previously, Pete wasn’t a jock but he did look after himself, gym twice a week and a healthy diet. Now this 34 year old was on his knees with his nine inch tool hanging over me. I was salivating at the thoughts of this lump of man meat pumping creamy hot sperm all over me. But I realised he would need some encouragement. But what to do I thought with a wry smile, my left hand started to rise up his torso “not quite a wash board, but hey ho, it was here and free”. My right hand kept the firm grip it already had on his tool. My tongue started its merry dance, over his purple head and around the aubergine end. Then slowly along his vein encrusted shaft. My left hand finally found its destination, his nipple. He didn’t suffer from man boobs, but he had a nicely honed chest with prominent pecks. With a twirl around his nipple and a quick pinch I got his attention once again and he took an enormous breath in. after playing with his chest and nipple, whilst my tongue titilated his twitching tool. Then I could see the first signs a small damp blob, emanating from the tip of his penis. It was his pre cum juices and I lapped them up.

What could I do to him that was going to give him more pleasure, my left hand moved slowly downwards, as his body tensed. He arched his back and made all his muscles stand out more. My mouth moved up away from his cock, so I started to give him the same butterfly kisses he had started with this morning. Up and down his taught wash board abdomen. Letting my tongue tickle around his navel. He was in seventh heaven but what next, I felt around with my left hand, finally I got it. My rabbit was in my clutches, his horny body was mine I was going to taste his hot cum too (for the first time) as I had never blown him off before, he was more a wham, bam, thank you mam, kind of guy. I switched the toy on very slowly he could obviously hear it and soon he would be feeling it. The large bulbous head of my rabbit teased and tustled, with his testicles. Then the ears went to work, they join forces with my tongue, taking his 9 inch throbbing love length to immediate arousal. More pre cum oozed out of his tight opening, so I turned up the speed. Surely he was unable to tense up much more but he did. Realising the reaction I had just got, I turned my rabbit up full, he took a massive intake of breath filling his lungs, in fact every ounce of his being. Tensing every muscle and sinew. I felt his luscious tool start to throb, and got my mouth ready to taste and swallow his cum. He breathed in even harder and then relaxed and exploded his red hot creamy load. It went everywhere, up my nostrel’s, in my hair, all over my lips, tongue so I licked and lapped it up. Tasting all his salty man juice. I was in heaven. We both collapsed our bodies entwined as one, so what happens next…….

Chapter 3

…….around thirty minutes later, I stirred once again from my delirious sex craved state. Never before had I had such an adrenalin fuelled orgasm, I sensed Pete wasn’t around. I thought I heard him talking, “maybe he was on the phone” I hadn’t heard it ring, maybe he was phoning someone. But, what a funny thing to do, bring me to two amazing orgasms. Then blow his seed all over me, get up and phone someone. I closed my eyes, for whatever he had in store for me, in the next session this anniversary. I wanted it to be amazing and the biggest surprise possible. So what happened next.

Well I kept my eyes closed, I had heard Pete’s voice but no other. He re-entered the bedroom and I could here him whispering, “I brought you a drink” he said as he was on my side of the bed. I stirred, sat up and took a generous mouthful, it was water but cold and refreshing. I was looking at his tattoos he had a tribal design all down the right hand side of his shoulder, down his arm to just above the elbow and all down his torso, through his right groin area and right leg. It was an aborigional infill pattern and I must say it suited his toned and honed body. He had slight love handles as he sat in front of me, partially hunched over. I noticed he had had a new bit of tattoo done, it was a jigsaw puzzle piece, just in the right groin area, where previously he had had an open space.

I sensed someone enter the bedroom behind me. I turned round it was a woman, she was totally naked. I was immediately drawn visually to her left groin area. She too had a tattoo of a jigsaw piece ever so slightly different to Pete’s. Pete said “Sarah, this is Claire”, but who was she? Pete continued “Claire is my mistress & she is here to make love to my wife”, I was stunned. Pete had a mistress and I didn’t know or suspect. I was a little shocked to say the least, I wanted to storm out, I wanted to scream, but neither manifested. Claire came and lay on the bed, she started to stroke my naked body, I tensed up and was very nervous about her being close. Pete spoke “Claire has borrowed a tattoo gun and you are getting your first ink, now”, I didn’t know what to say, I wasn’t against tattoo’s just never thought of having one myself. I felt hazy and semi conscious, then fell backwards onto the bed, I had been drugged.

When I woke a little while later, I had a burning scratchy feeling on my left hand side of my groin, “hush and keep still” a voice said softly. It continued “You now have a tattoo it’s the adjacent piece to Pete’s jigsaw, mine is the piece from the other side”. I want to have my first lesbian action, “Pete has gone to get the video camera ready” Claire continued. Had I heard her right, she wanted a lesbian session with me whilst my husband of ten years filmed our encounter. I didn’t even know he had a video camera. Then he entered the room. All three of us were still naked, but it didn’t phase any of us, was I coming round to the fact Pete had a mistress, that I had had the most awesome morning of sensual even sexual encounter, ever. Claire touched my nipple, “it will all be alright” she said, “I am new escort pendik to all this too, I only found out Pete was married yesterday”. I couldn’t believe it all. My head was spinning.

Pete set up the camera on its tripod, then got a second camera, a hand held one, oh my god, he was going for this one hundred percent. Claire whispered softly “what other toys do you have?”, I reached down and opened my bottom drawer, and there they were on display, “oh Pete bought me that one too”, she said pointing at a great big black one, “do you mind sharing?”, she continued. In the space of the last half hour I had been drugged, tattooed, found out my husband had a mistress, a camcorder and bought two of the same type of vibrator for us both, my head was in a complete whirl.

Action Pete bellowed out, he was now directing us in a sex scene. Claire had checked the batteries moments earlier, but now she started to touch, pinch and kiss my erect nipples. Oh it felt good, but I longed for Pete to be with me, make the most of it I said to myself, he will be with you in a while. Claire continued with her horny advances, along my cute and quite petite breasts they were only 36C but they were all natural And Pete liked them, well that is what he had always said now I didn’t know. Claire’s breasts were about a 42DD but they suited her athletic 5’10” frame. She used the big black rubber dildo on me, she made me very wet between my legs, but no orgasm.

She withdrew the dildo and continued. She was strong yet sensual, when she kissed me. A closeness only a woman could give I guess (a woman knows what turns a woman on, so that’s what they do to you). Slowly Claire moved her hand lower, down past my navel, over my tummy, down across my bald area and into my hot love valley. She slipped a finger inside, I gasped, then another. Followed by a third and fourth. I spread my legs wide, Pete could never finger me with four fingers, his hand was way too big. But here was Claire four fingers in deep and her thumb rubbing my clitoris, her middle finger stretched out to reach my most inner entrance. I screamed, with pleasure…….

Chapter 4

…….Claire’s tender, slender fingers were all the way inside me. Pete sidling around the bedroom with a camcorder in his hand, a second camera mounted and fixed on a tripod. My husband’s mistress was leaned over me, she could easily over power me as she had such a strong athletic frame (not manly though) and boy was she in control. Pete gave Claire a present, she withdrew her long fingers out of my damp love slot, licked them dry and proceeded to open the present. We both eagerly anticipated its contents, she opened the package, and peered inside. Claire smiled with glee and turned to Pete, proclaiming, just what I always wanted. She pulled the contents out into the open, squealing it’s a strap on! Could my day get any freakier?

Claire stood up, and stepped into the opening on the strap on, it had a large penis to the front but also a smaller penis on the inside complete with nubs all over to rub and stimulate the wearer’s clitoris and love hole. She pulled it up fully, that’s when her demeanour changed. Claire barked at me “ON YOUR KNEES AND HEAD DOWN”, I now became less easy, I did as Claire demanded. I sensed she was behind me, Pete was stalking us around the bedroom. Claire leaned down and licked my pussy, I had only ever had Pete lick me and never very often. But now Claire was in charge, I was grinding onto her face, enjoying her touch, her tongue, her feminine charms. She then knelt up, took the strap on in her hand, and spit on it, rubbed this in with her hand and repeated twice.

Then I felt her enter me. I was so turned on, I was excreting my body fluid all over a sex toy, this was attached to the mistress of my husband, whilst he videoed us in action. Claire reached in and thrust her thumb into my slot. Her second thumb reached in and probed my arse, going in deep until I moaned, from the deepest recess of my stomach. My cunt was dripping by now, the smell of my musty damp hole, I felt the surge, a feeling like I had never felt before, was it because it wasn’t Pete? Was it because it was his mistress? Or was it because it was a sex toy probing me? I wasn’t in control! My senses went into overdrive yet again, I screamed out, felt my love canal tense up, it started to throb and a pure adrenaline surge went through my body! Then I collapsed into the bed once again, my heart pounding with such force I thought it would break out of my chest.

My body calmed back down to its regular rhythm, Pete came over, “I have paused our movie, for this next scene, we are doing things different”, he continued “Claire take the strap-on off, Sarah put it on”. “it’s now your turn to master your lesbian slave, Sarah” he said. So we moved around and I put the strap-on on, it was damp to the touch and I first felt the clitoris stimulator. I immediately found it stimulating I was now the owner of a massive tool. I had a bitch at my beck and call and my husband was happy. I ordered her to roll onto her back, she did. I went down on her, licking out her pussy, I opened her lips with my fingers, and inhaled her wet opening. Oh god it was so intense, I was in sensory overdrive, I could now dart my tongue into her pussy, she squealed like a little girl. I imagined my Pete where I was now, breathing the sweaty musky odour of this woman. I knew nothing about her, for all I know she knew everything about me, the only person who knows everything is walking round the bedroom with a camera, filming the action.

I rose from her wet hole and started to kiss her belly, moved slowly upwards to her ample tits and started to caress them. My tongue darted and licked at her nipples. She arched her back to meet my advances and I placed my entire body upon her. As I lowered my torso over hers, I inserted the end of the strap-on dildo into her slippery slot. And immediately felt the clitoris stimulator press into my most sensitive area. I squeaked with delight, Claire started to writhe with delight but as I only had a slight frame, I was in fear of being thrown off, like a rodeo bull throwing its rider. Then Pete approached me from behind, spat onto his erect penis and inserted it into my tight virginal arsehole. I was now the jam in a Claire and Pete sandwich…….

Chapter 5

…….I thrust forwards into Claire then backwards onto Pete. What a feeling, again forwards and backwards, I started a nice rhythm. Each time I looked forwards into Claire’s eyes, sometimes they looked deep into mine, other times she looked over my shoulder at Pete. I increased my pace as my heart rate pulsed, deeper and deeper, forwards and back. Faster and faster, I was getting wet but nowhere near an orgasm. Claire however, now there was an orgasm waiting to happen. I quickened my pendik escort bayan pace, thrusting into her and back onto Pete. Her breath started to pant, Pete’s too on the back of my neck, this was great. I was the filling, in their orgasm sandwich. I was fully in charge. I thrust harder and deeper, my pace increased further. My tight arsehole gripping around Pete’s shaft in out, in out, up down, up down. Their breathing got shallower not even panting fully now, just like when a dog had been on a fast run, but without their tongues hanging out. I knew it, just a few more thrusts and I would win, my clitoris was wet, too wet. I was turned on, but, this time I was going to fulfil them both. In out, in out I rocked faster and faster, harder and harder, their breathing changed, in out, in out, faster and faster and then in unison, you might even say stereo. They both tensed up then exhaled and with a loud cry they shouted “OH….. MY…… GOD….. ”. I felt Pete’s length start to pump, throbbing into my arsehole, Claire was riding, writhing, squirming, into her deepest orgasm. Pete collapsed onto me and I collapsed under his body weight onto Claire, his cum oozing out of my arsehole and Claire’s heavy panting and hot breath in my ear.

We rested for a while, then I motioned for Pete to roll off, which he did and I climbed off Claire. I needed some food, what time was it? I looked at the clock, a little after noon. I walked into the kitchen, Pete surfaced, Claire too. I said I needed a little bite to eat………….. nothing heavy I couldn’t stomach anything heavy. Claire and Pete sat at the table, I suggested a yoghurt, Pete screwed his face up but Claire smiled and said “yes please, any flavour”. As we were eating our yoghurts Pete’s tool , appeared to be sad, hanging limp and lifeless. Looking down at the floor, I looked across at Claire and caught her eye. I motioned with my eyes towards Pete’s groin. She stood up appearing to walk to the sink. As she passed him she looked down to see his sad member looking so forlorn. She dripped the remnant of her yoghurt right into Pete’s lap, bullseye, it landed right on his member. He jumped up, shouting “you daft bugger”. Claire slyly looked at him, bent down onto her knees and started to lick the yoghurt off him. He sat back down on the chair a smirky grin on his face, I thought we girls needed to teach him a thing or two.

Once he was seated, Claire straddled his thigh, her hot wet lips immediately sliming where she sat and her finger nails digging into his chest just enough to hurt but not enough to break the skin. “I have something to soothe the pain” I said, he looked at me and said “please”. I took my yoghurt pot and poured it over his tattooed pecks, Claire went into overdrive. She covered him with sloppy kisses and lapped at his heavy pulsing chest. This got him so aroused, he rose from the chair grasping under Claire’s buttocks and carried her, astride him back to the bedroom. He placed her down on the bed and lowered his strong muscular body on top of her, he entered her wet slippery hole (very easily) and when he was balls deep, he lifted her legs over his shoulders. I was jealous, god I was jealous. Once he had her legs where he wanted them he rolled forward once again, doubling Claire up so her calves were almost by her ears, I thought (if that had been me, I could have wrapped my legs behind my own head) I was still that supple. Once he was comfortable and safe (well he thought he was) I quietly crept into the bedroom, you see I hadn’t removed the strap-on and now it was his turn.

I crawled onto the bed behind him, the strap-on still glistening with Claire’s juices. I lifted onto my feet so I was squatted behind him and slowly and surely started to enter him. He looked over his shoulder and winked, I was shocked, had he planned this all along. I rode him deep, bareback, humping his very being. I scrapped my nails down his strong muscular back, he seemed to like this too. What could I do, my husband of ten years knew my every move before I made it, I withdrew the strap-on almost to the point where it would fall out, then thrust it back in him. It took his breath away slightly, so I did it again. A little harder then harder still. He was panting hard and making moaning noises (pleasure or pain), I wasn’t sure. I got my thumb, this nail was slightly longer than my finger, I pressed it hard against the rim of his arsehole and he screamed. Now this time I knew, it was pain and I loved giving it to him…….

Chapter 6

…….His adrenalin kicked in by now and the pain seemed to subside. So I withdrew, I removed the strap-on, and joined them once again on the bed. Claire’s legs still over Pete’s strong shoulders, Pete humping her very regular. I looked at his ball sack, it was bashing against Claire’s pussy and arse. I said out loud “you poor thing, do you want some attention” and with that I opened my mouth and took his sack in. Pete was delighted, you see he trimmed his pubic hair neatly also under his arms, but as for the rest of him he was hairless. At the gym where he attended, they had a grooming facility, and once a month he had a waxing and massage.

I had images going through my mind once again. What services did Pete, get at the gym I thought. He always came back refreshed, my mind wandered. You see I went to a gym, about three times a month, just a mild workout for me and ladies only, Pete insisted on that. But his was a mixed facility, and I thought what if the beauty therapist’s, were female and offered, extra’s. The thought washed over me, did he get other kicks, a blond beauty, after inflicting pain by waxing him. Massaging his taught body then stroking him and giving his cock a rub, a suck, or even straddling him and riding him. This thought turned me on, I started to masturbate myself, sucking his balls, fingering myself and getting very, very wet. I brought myself off this time, to a quiet but truly fulfilled orgasm.

Pete was now pumping harder inside Claire, she was moaning deliriously, with joy I hope. I couldn’t keep his sack in my mouth, so I got up, found the camcorder and pressed record. As I stepped around the bed filming the two of them fucking each other like two rabbits, on heat. They both worked up into frenzy; moaning, groaning, sweating and swearing at each other. Until the two of them, finally orgasmed together. Pete rolled off and onto his back, Claire rolled towards him, raising one leg to rub his hot sweaty thigh and I put the camera down, to crawl across the bed to be on his other side. Replicating Claire’s pose with my leg rubbing his other thigh, Pete spoke “I am so glad you two get on”, he continued “you see Claire’s lease is up on her apartment and I want her to move in with us”. “she can have the spare room, for most of the time and we can have threesome’s once a month”. “What do you think, Sarah”, he said and with that we all fell in to a deep restful sleep, with sweet dreams of our last few hours of exploits.

The end.

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I used to be on the athletics team of my hight school. As a result I am tall, fit and don’t have too bad of a body. I have black hair that I like to keep gelled up in spikes, and blue ayes. Jason was also on the athletics team, but spent a lot more time working out than I did, and has the body every man dreams of having. He has dark hair that he keeps shaven short, and brown eyes.

We had been best friends since we met at the beginning of high school, and last summer our friendship progressed to a new, higher level.

It was a saturday in August, Jason had come round as there was little else to do while there were workmen tearing up the leisure center. We spent the afternoon playing on the Xbox, then later went out cycling round town for a bit. We came back all hot and sweaty, so I went for a shower. Jason said he was fine, and went into my room.

I came out of the shower five minutes later, wrapped in a towel, and went into my room to find some clothes. Jason was doing some cool-down stretches. He had taken his t-shirt off and you could almost see the steam rising off his six-pack.

“Been working out?” I asked innocently.

“Not much.” Jason replied, “You could look like this in a few sessions.”

“What, improve my already godly figure? I don’t think so!” I joked.

“Yeah sure. Have everybody drooling over you.”

We both laughed. I dried myself off, threw the towel on the floor and went to find some clothes in my cupboard. I realised that Jason was watching me.

“Enjoying what you see?” I joked. He didn’t answer. I turned round, and Jason turned away, embarrassed. He had a large lump running up the inside of his shorts. “Fuck, you getting hard over my arse?”

“Er, well…” he started.

“Don’t worry about it mate,” I said. “got a cousin who’s gay, nothing wrong with it.” He seemed to relax a bit.

“Man, I’m so glad you said that.” he said, sounding relieved. “Don’t go shouting it round school though, I’d die from all the stick I got about it.”

“Aye okay.” I said, pulling on some clothes. Jason put his top back on. “How long you known?”

“Few years. Was looking at porn on the net, liked the lads more than the lasses.”

The conversation hit an end when my dad came in with two pizza boxes and a six pack. We settled down to watch a film. By the end of it we didn’t have a clue what to do. We started dialing random channels to see what they were. After several dozen lifestyle channels we hit a porn channel. We watched for a few minutes as a blond slowly sucked on the end of a guys dick before I heard Jason getting restless. I passed him the remote.

“Find something you want to watch.” I said “I got the computer.”

I’d been watching clips on the machine for about ten minutes and had a raging hardon. I’d taken everything off except for my shorts, and was rubbing myself slowly. There was a click from the computer and suddenly all the lights went out. I took a quick look out of the window and down the street. Everything was off. I heard Jason bump into the corner of my bed, and managed to catch him in the gloom before he fell. He was shaking like a leaf – he’d been scared of the dark since a kid, and never really got over it.

“You okay?” I asked.

“Fine… just fine.” he stuttered. I tried to find anything that would make kocaeli escort a light, and found a torch on the floor. I switched it on and it cast an ice-blue light around the room. Jason had sat on my bed. He wasn’t wearing anything at all, and his 7 inch member was sticking bolt upright. I noticed that he shaved all his pubic hair off, not just his belly and chest. I was mesmerized, I’d seen people naked in the sports room showers plenty of times, but never like this. He was still shaking.

I sat down next to him, and put my hand on his shoulder.

“You sure you’re okay?” I asked again.

“Yeah, just a shock thats all. Don’t like the dark. Thanks though.” he said, reaching up and touching my arm.

“No problem mate. See you found something you liked.” I said, laughing.

“Sorry, I’ll go put something on if you-” he began.

“Nah its fine.” I said. “Nothing I haven’t seen before, ay?”

I realised I was staring at his dick again. Jason had noticed too.

“Why do you keep staring?” he asked.

“I, er.” this time it was me looking away in embarrassment.

“I don’t mind like, was just wandering.”

The lights came back on again just as suddenly as they had gone off. The computer booted itself back up.

“Can I show you something, and if you don’t like it we can stop and not talk about it again?” he asked, suddenly.

“Erm, sure.” I said

Jason logged on to a site about masturbation. There was a page headed “fun for two”. I had half an idea where he was going. He clicked on it. I came closer so that I could read the screen. There was a list of all the things two guys could do together. After I read the page I realised that I was rock hard again. Jason had noticed too, and kept glancing at the lump in my boxers.

“So, er, you want to try something?” he asked, cautiously. I felt a pulse of blood in my dick. I was really horny after the clips and supposed no harm could come from it.

“Okay, I suppose…” I said slowly. “What do you want to do?”

“Anything you’re okay with.” he said.

We went back over to the bed. The moment I sat down thoughts started spinning in my head, what was I doing, does this make me gay, what is he going to do to me? Jason sat down next to me. I could feel the heat from his body radiating from him. We sat perfectly still for half a minute. Then Jason reached over, and cupped a hand over the front of my boxers gently. I twitched slightly. This wouldn’t have been the first time that somebody had touched my dick, but it was the first time a guy had ever done it.

I slowly reached across, and wrapped my hand slowly around Jason’s shaft. It was very warm and solid as iron. I felt movement on my legs, and realised that Jason was trying to pull down my boxers. I lifted myself up, and pulled them all the way off. My eight inch manhood stood proud, surrounded by its forest of hair. We slowly tossed each other off, scared to say anything that might ruin it.

After what could have been about ten minutes, Jason pulled his hand back and turned towards me, and asked quietly;

“Can I taste it?”

I shrugged, and then he bent over me, and engulfed my bellend in his mouth. I flinched, a mixture of emotions rushed through me. Slowly, he sank all the way down my shaft, tickling the underside with his tongue. This kocaeli escort bayan was way better than when a lass did it to me. I was amazed to find when I looked down that he had me all the way to the hilt. He was going a bit red, and came up again, slowly and still licking.

“Fuck that was good!” I said when he’d stared breathing again.

“I’ve learned.” he said. “You taste great. I want some more.”

He went down on me again. I felt precum seeping out of the end of my dick, and could feel him sucking it up and swallowing it, before going all the way down again. He moved off the bed and knelt between my knees, slowly bobbing up and down. Suddenly I felt tension in my balls, and lifted him off of me.

“Fuck, I almost came.” I said. Jason licked the last of my precum from my shaft, then licked his lips.

“I wouldn’t have minded.” he said “Your precum is fantastic, so sweet.” I laughed lightly, and he came back up to sit next to me. “You still okay with this?” he asked.

“Fuck yeah, you’re better then any lass I’ve had!” I said. I looked across as Jason’s dick, it had precum oozed all over the bell end. I felt a bit nervous but said, “Can I have a go?”

Jason lay back on my bed, and I knelt between his legs. I carefully took his dick in one hand, and slowly bent forward over his balls. I licked all the way up his shaft, onto his bellend, and lapped up the precum. It didn’t taste so bad, nowhere near like a lasses cunt. I put his dick in my mouth, and went down about four inches before gagging, and coming back up. Strangely enough, it tasted no different to as if I was sucking on his thumb, only it was larger and warmer.

I bobbed up and down for a few minutes, almost gagging every time I tried to get more than four inches in. Jason said to cool it, it took ages to kill the gag reflex. I stopped after a while, and sat back up again.

“Man, you were just getting good!” said Jason.

“My jaw is tired.” I said. I continued to slowly jack him off with my hand. “Come on then, suck me again.”

“I know something better…” Jason said conspiratorially.

“What?”

“Got any rubbers?”

Our high school health office gives out free boxes of condoms in one of these never ending “stop the STD” drives that the government pumps out. Every time I went in for a physical I would sneak a box or three out. I hadn’t, however, intended them for this.

“Fuck, you want me to fuck you? No way!”

“Why not?” he asked.

“I mean… its just… we’re friends, I mean its not right?” It was feeble but it was the only reason I had.

“Oh, okay,” ha said, looking disappointed. “I was going to let you beat me in wrestling if you did.”

I stopped. That wasn’t fair. Jason was like the wrestling champ of the town. Nobody beat him, and for the past few weeks, nobody had even asked to try. If he let me beat him, I’d be like a god. Was that worth sticking my dick into my best friends arsehole?

“Yes.” I said finally. “I got rubbers.”

I got up and went over to my cupboard. Deep under the sea of clothes, several lower layers of which haven’t seen daylight since 2005, is my hidey hole of porn mags, condoms, and a tube of lube. I tore a box in half and pulled out a condom wrapper, and picked up the lube. it had leaked and was all slimy in my hands. izmit escort I returned to the bed to find Jason lying back playing a finger round his ring.

“I, er, how do you want to do this?” I asked.

“Come and stand at the end of the bed.” he said.

I walked to the end and he slid over, his legs in the air. As I started opening the condom wrapper, he put a leg over each of my shoulders, his strong leg muscles clamping me there. I rolled the condom all the way down, and then squirted a good helping of lube on too, slicking it all the way along my dick.

“Come on, get it in already!” said Jason, grinning. I paused, before pushing in as far as I could go.

Jason started a low moan of “fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuckshitshitshitshit” as I went. I was amazed at how it felt, it was all warm and tight and slick. I pulled out again, before plunging back in. The moan was replaced with “oh yeah, ram it in you stud”. I laughed, pulled out and slammed in again, making his entire body judder. I kept on slamming in to him for about five or ten minutes, getting faster and faster into a rhythm that was sending me into fits of ecstasy. Jason was moaning in time to my thrusts, over and over.

“I’m gunna cum!” I managed to say.

“Pull out!” Jason said. I did and he sat upright, pulled off the condom and slammed his face all the way down onto my dick. I couldn’t hold it, I let loose wave after wave of cum into the back of his throat, it kept going for nearly thirty seconds, I’d never felt it this powerful before. “FUCK!” was about all I managed to say.

Jason kept sucking until my dick was soft and fell out of his mouth.

“Shit you cum a lot!” he said.

“Sorry” I said, a bit embarrassed.

“What for?” he asked “Tasted fucking great!” he laughed.

I collapsed onto the bed next to him. He turned towards me, his still hard dick rubbed against my thigh. I reached down and grabbed it, started to jerk it slowly.

“Want to suck me again?” he asked “You do it good for a newbie.”

I rolled over and he moved up so that my face was above his head again. There was precum all over his head, shaft and belly. I started like I had the first time, licking up the shaft. I engulfed his head and first four inched of shaft, and sucked hard on the way back up. Jason shivered in enjoyment, muttering “fuck yeah”. I did it a few more times until he stopped me.

“Gunna cum mate!” he said.

“Want to return the favor.” I said, before grinning, “if you let me win twice.”

Jason grinned back. “Deal.” he said.

I sucked hard on his shaft three more times before I felt his entire body tense. Eight shots of hot, salty sperm hit the roof of my mouth, flooding it. I swallowed quickly, making way for the final spurts. I rolled onto my back again, exhausted but happy. I slid up next to Jason slowly. He put his arm over me, saying;

“Thanks mate. You made me feel… you made me feel better than I have done in a long time.”

“No problem.” I said, yawning. “Thats what *yawn* -ends are for, right?”

“Ha that and letting you beat me in wrestling.”

“Twice” I said.

“Yeah… twice.” He stopped. I knew what was coming. “Three times if we do this again tomorrow.”

“You’re on.” I said.

We both laughed for a while, then gradually fell asleep, Jason with his arm over me. Its a damn good job that I had locked my door too.

There are another few stories, which I will post if this one goes down well with the crowds.

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Part 6

The third and fourth day of my camping trip with my Jr. High boy little cousin were spent messing around a LOT, but on the fifth day, it got a little more crazy than just hot sex between a man and his adolescent cousin…

It was morning and young Mikey was sucking my much older, experienced cock in the tent after I woke him up with my usual morning boner. It was good to get some sleep after a couple days of partying and fucking. So, I’d woken up, woke him up and we had a couple hits and then Mikey got to work on my cock. It was about 15 minutes into getting my head when we heard a car pull up. I instantly sat up, thinking “oh fuck, what now?” But I was even more freaked when I looked out the little mesh window of the tent and realized it was a forest ranger. I quick pulled on my sweatpants and went outside to speak to the ranger, hoping he’d be gone quickly.

“Morning, Ranger.” I smiled as best I could underneath my fear.

“Morning. You know that this is not a legit campsite?” He looked very serious and I couldn’t even see his eyes through his mirrored shades. This dude was tall, like 6”4” and had a good build on him. Brown hair from what I could see buzzed under his hat.

“Uh….no sir, I didn’t” I lied, hoping he’d believe me.

“You can get a large fine for this.” He continued on. He then looked into the tent screen where Mikey was peering out at him with a look of panic in his eyes. The ranger could see that Mikey was stark naked. “Well, what do we have here?” He then looked at me with a smug look telling me he just caught me doing something I shouldn’t have been doing.

“Uh…” I was speechless and a little bit tweaked to come up with a good, quick excuse. “Well you see, this is my little cousin and…”

“…..and it looks like he’s naked. “ The ranger then looked me up and down. “And from the looks of it, you were naked when I pulled up.”

Oh shit, I thought. I’m dead meat. Fucked. I’ll be canned for life. “Well, I…”

“Don’t bother…’ the ranger interrupted, “why don’t we just make a deal…” he paused for a few seconds as I stared at him almost starting to shake “How about we say that your little cousin come for a ride with me down the road. I’ll have him back in an hour and after I drop the boy off, you and I can both agree to keep both our mouths shut. Like I never even knew you were here and you never saw me.”

What? He wasn’t going to bust me? Was this Ranger Harris a dirty authority man who didn’t follow rules by the book and made deals? No question about being high? No nothing? I was startled but said, “Uh….sure!”

So, I looked over at Mikey in the tent and looked at him with a serious expression, knowing that Mikey would comply with me. “Go on, you heard them man.”

Mikey didn’t move for a few more seconds, but I stared deeper at him and so he pulled on some shorts and put on a t-shirt and his sandals and stepped out of the tent into his sandals and stood there looking at both me and the ranger.

“Hi Mikey, I’m Ranger Harris. We’re going for a little ride down the road so I can show you something.” Ranger Harris smiled a smile I’d known plenty of times from my own smile that was just the same. A smile that told the kocaeli escort tale of deviance and evil deeds.

Mikey then looked at me and then to my surprise, grinned for a second before getting into Ranger Harris’ vehicle through the back door. Ranger Harris then closed the door and waved a hand at me, not even looking at me and didn’t say a word. He just got into his vehicle, started it up and was gone down the road in seconds. My mind was reeling wishing I could see what was going to happen, but I could only imagine and I felt my cock start to harden as I stood there. So, I figured I had a couple hours, might as well kick back and whack my cock and look at my porn mags.

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Meanwhile, Ranger Harris drove a somewhat tweaked Mikey down to an even more remote part of the mountains, a part where he knew of where absolutely no one would be. It was where the road came to an end and there were trees and bushes everywhere. Ranger Harris stopped the vehicle and got out, closing the front door and then opening the back door. Mikey thought he was getting out too, but Ranger Harris held up a hand and said “Not so fast young man, move over.” So, Mikey moved over quickly and Ranger Harris got into the vehicle with him.

“So, Mikey. Looks like you’ve been a very bad boy with your older cousin there. You know how much trouble he could be in?”

Mikey nervously shook his head and muttered out “No sir.”

“Well, let’s just say that he would be locked up for a very long time. But…if you do as I say, then everything will be okay. Think you can do that for me?”

Mikey was excited and scared at the same time, being with this stranger, yet a stranger who appeared as a figure that serves the public, yet knowing that this man also had and agenda. “Yes sir.”

“Good.”, said Ranger Harris. He then sat back in the seat some more and unzipped his trousers, reaching into his boxer shorts and pulling out a very large, uncut cock. “I think you know what to do with this.”

Mikey looked at Ranger Harris and then at the man’s enormous cock standing at attention. Then, he slowly leaned over and took Ranger Harris’ cock into his mouth as much as he could and began working it up and down with his mouth. Ranger Harris made a slight gasp at the initial feel of the boy’s mouth enveloping his engorged prick. He rocked his hips so his dick would pump into Mikey’s young mouth and then said “Use your hands too on that big cock.” So, Mikey used his hands and wrapped his fingers around Ranger Harris’ cock and worked them up and down along with his mouth. Ranger Harris took the boy’s head and kept pushing it down and then releasing it and ever so often he’d hold it down and push as much as he could, making Mikey gag some. “Relax the throat, boy and take it in.” Mikey wasn’t relaxing his throat though and Ranger Harris whapped the boy on the head “Relax the fucking throat, boy!” Mikey then whimpered and started making swallowing motions with his throat, taking as much of the ranger’s prick, inch by inch, that he could of the ranger’s throbbing prick. “Fuck, that’s it you dirty little faggot boy. Suck my fucking cock good.”

Then Ranger Harris got an idea. He had Mikey stop sucking him kocaeli escort bayan after about 10 minutes and said, “Take off those shorts and your shirt.” He instructed the boy. Mikey then stripped naked and Ranger Harris turned Mikey around on the seat and pulled the boy’s hands behind his back. He then took his handcuffs and handcuffed Mikey’s hands together as tight as he could. He then moved the boy to where he was facing the windshield and was still in back, but also partly through the two front seats, leaned over. Ranger Harris then pulled Mikey down and found the boy’s asshole with his throbbing cock and pushed the boy’s ass down onto his cock, impaling him and stretching the boy’s ass wide as he entered him. Mikey cried out from the enormity of the ranger’s huge member and Ranger Harris let out a groan of pleasure, “OHHHH FUCK YEAH”.

He held the boy on his lap for several moments with his cock buried deep up the boy’s rectum, feeling each throb inside the boy, getting off that young Mikey was in handcuffs and was under his control. Ranger Harris started working Mikey’s slim, young and smooth body up and down as he bucked his hips up so his cock was pumping hard into Mikey’s young, tender asshole. “Oh fuck, you nasty goddamn little bitch!” he yelled, starting to sweat and completely enthralled by what he was doing. Mikey was crazed and confused between pleasure and pain as Ranger Harris fucked his little ass, the feel of the man’s large cock filling his anal cavity and coursing itself over and over again.

“Fuck you nasty cock whore. You like my big cock up your fucking boycunt?”, he ordered and Mikey gasped and was breathing heavily, but let out a “uuuh-huh…” Ranger Harris was sure Mikey was enjoying it, but at this point he didn’t give half a crap because it felt so damn good. “Fuck yeah you dirty little bitch, you fucking cumdump fucktoy.”

The car shook there at the end of the road in the shaded, remote woods as Ranger Harris fucked the boy’s ass hard for about 30 minutes, sweating, moaning and groaning loudly, roaring like a lion practically as Mikey let out bursts of “UH! UH! UUUHHH” each time the ranger’s huge cock pushed deep into his asshole.

Mikey then started moaning like crazy and it sounded like it was from pleasure, so Ranger Harris noticed that Mikey started ejaculating onto the center console of the vehicle just from the hard fucking he was getting!

This sent Ranger Harris over the top and he couldn’t hold out any longer and he let out a yell so loud it probably scared the animals in the woods half to death, “OOOOOOHHHH FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! HOLY FUCKIN SHIT YOU NASTY FUCKING WHORE!” and he slammed young Mikey a few more times as hard as he could onto his cock and injected the boy with pump after pump of his hot ranger seed, his body jerking and jolting, making the car shake and rattle even more, Mikey quivering and totally in shock at how he’d just been fucked like a bitch by this man of authority.

Ranger Harris held Mikey down with his cock still up the boy’s ass and Mikey wondered if it was all over. But a few moments later Ranger Harris let out a “OOOOOH GODDAMN!” and Mikey could feel himself being filled up with a warm liquid and he was getting more and more full izmit escort of it. Mikey then figured it out….Ranger Harris was pissing up his ass! Mikey didn’t even know this kind of thing ever went on, being the age he was and was in shock at what the ranger was doing, spraying his hot urine and giving the boy a piss enema right there in the car!

Once Ranger Harris had drained all of his piss into Mikey’s raw anal chute, he maneuvered the boy toward the door of the car and pulled the lever and kicked the door open. He then worked Mikey off of his cock slowly and said “Tighten your ass as much as you can until you’re out of the vehicle. Once your’re out you can go let that out of yourself. I don’t want any piss in my car.”

Ranger Harris got Mikey out of the handcuffs and once Mikey felt the head of Ranger Harris’ cock out pulled out of his ass, he clenched and tightened his ass as much as he could, hoping not to let the ranger’s bodily fluids escape and make a mess in the vehicle. Ranger Harris quickly nudged the boy from the vehicle, so as not to have piss shoot from the boy’s ass all into the car. Mikey hit the ground and crawled away a few feet and then raised himself up to be on his knees and then he relaxed more and felt the Ranger’s piss and cum shooting from his ass onto the dirt. He was relieved that the fullness was going away and his ass felt cleaned out from the piss running out of it. Ranger Harris got himself together and handed Mikey a rag that was in his trunk, which he used to clean up Mikey’s spew from the center console and let Mikey clean himself up after he was emptied of the ranger’s cum and piss. “Come on, boy, time to head back.”

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Meanwhile, back at the campsite, I popped a good load all over one of my mags of a bunch of guys gangbanging this chick, reaming her cunt and ass and mouth with all their cocks, which really got me off as it usually does. Not long after I finished, Ranger Harris returned with Mikey and stopped the car. Mikey got out and closed the door. Ranger Harris looked at me and gave a nod of agreement and I gave him one back. He then drove off to leave me alone with my little cousin.

Mikey looked completely “through” and was sweaty and looked quite a bit dazed.

“Well Mikey, how’d it go?” I asked him, even though it was obvious the ranger had really taken him for a hard ride.

He looked at me and gave me half a grin and said “I’ve just been fucked like a dirty cockwhore, cousin Tony.” And then he went into the tent and took a nap.

Mikey ended up telling me all about it later that night after he woke up and I loved hearing about what had happened with Ranger Harris, stroking my cock the entire time Mikey told me about it. Mikey was also stroking himself as he told me about it and he didn’t complete the story before each of us ejaculated all over ourselves from the nasty way Mikey was telling me about it! It looked like I’d just been getting the boy prepared for something even wilder to happen! All of this was pulling Mikey deeper and deeper into a world of dark lust and lewd perversion and I could tell the boy was enjoying every minute of it. I sure as hell was, but I’m sure you gathered that.

Well, that’s it for right now, but you’ll hear about the last part of the trip and my return home to the old lady and Kyle in the next part. Gotta go!

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