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A story that is part true and part fantasy. I recently found some photographs that reminded me that when I was in my early twenties I went on my first foreign holiday as a couple with my then boyfriend. We met a really nice couple. Thank you to Tony090909 for the idea of extending the story. Hope you enjoy.

We were in the hotel bar having a post dinner drink when an older couple (we were mid 20s, they were late 40s I would say) approached us (I can’t remember their names so I’ll call them Jim and Pam). Anyway, they introduced themselves, said they’d noticed us by the pool and in the restaurant and had seen us out in the local town during the day. They bought us a drink and joined us at the bar and for a little while we exchanged stories about our day in the town, what else we had done and our plans for the remainder of the holiday.

After a little while my boyfriend, Steve, and Pam got into a discussion about books & authors and Jim & I were discussing holidays, cultures, etc. As we started our second drink Jim suggested we move to the seats (more like sofas) away from the bar. The two of us made our way over but Steve and Pam were so engrossed they didn’t notice. Jim was slightly touchy-feely as we moved but I didn’t make an issue of it.

After we sat in the slightly darker area where the sofas were, Jim was very solicitous, staring at me, paying attention to what I was saying, very animated in his responses, touching my arm, etc. At one point he took my hand in his and when he finished what he was saying he put my hand on his leg and returned the compliment by putting his hand on my thigh. I realised what he had done when I could detect a slight bulge under my fingers and I felt his hand stroke my thigh gently.

I remember looking towards Steve & Pam and she was also being touchy-feely with him but they were not looking in our direction. When I looked at Jim again, he was taking a sip of his drink and looking in the opposite direction, apparently not aware of any impropriety. As I reached for my glass (leaving my hand on his leg) and took quite a large drink of Malibu or Bacardi (I think) I felt his fingers make contact with the skin of my upper thigh and realised that he had subtly worked his hand into the slit of the wrap around skirt I was wearing.

I became a little nervous but at the same time excited. Steve and I had had our fun in our cars, kissed and hugged on trains & the underground and even petted each other subtly in the pub at home. But, now, a relative stranger was touching my flesh in quite a public place. At the back of my mind, though, I was thinking that very little could really happen in the hotel bar. I decided to push my boundaries a little.

As his fingers stroked my thigh I built up my courage and eventually allowed my fingers to drift up his leg. I actually felt his penis grow a little and he edged closer to me. With his right hand perilously close to my groin I started feeling a little flushed. With his left hand he pressed my left hand against his leg & penis and somehow manoeuvred things so that his penis was no longer down his trouser leg, but was up around his zip. He then lowered his zip himself and opened his fly. I loosened the button of his trousers, peeled back the side nearest to me and found myself touching his penis because he was not wearing any underwear.

Up until then I’d never thought about not wearing underwear but afterwards I remember encouraging Steve to do something similar for some of our special dates.

As soon as my fingers touched Jim’s penis it pulsed and grew. I was touching a ‘new’ erect penis for the first time since I’d started dating Steve. Jim’s right hand now moved down my left leg and applied pressure, pulling it towards him and eventually over his right thigh and using his left leg to trap my foot. Of course that meant that my whole left leg was actually out of the split in my skirt.

Immediately, his fingers moved back up my thigh. Just the touch of his fingertips on my thigh caused my skin to goose-bump and I couldn’t help but shiver a little. As soon as he reached the join of my leg and groin his fingers moved in and down, floated over the outside of my panties and down to my sex. He took pleasure in trailing his fingers up and down the gusset of my panties and pressing slightly every now and then. He managed to work my panties between my outer lips and right over my slit. I could only imagine how damp they were becoming.

Each time his fingers reached the area of my clit he pressed firmly. I was moving my bum around on the sofa and pressing against his fingers when I could.

The illicitness of the episode got to me and he didn’t even get his fingers inside my panties before I felt an intense orgasm hit me. I think I bit down on my lip quite hard to ensure that I didn’t make any noise but I know my body jerked and shuddered a few times.

I suddenly realised what had happened and felt myself blush. Then I noticed that I poker oyna was gripping Jim’s penis and stroking it. As I ran my thumb over the tip I felt pre-cum leaking from it and enjoyed spreading it over the head of Jim’s penis. After only a few strokes, though, Jim’s hand stopped me and he admitted that if I continued he would ‘make a mess’ and he didn’t really want to do that at the table. He suggested we go for a walk in the hotel gardens.

I suddenly remembered Steve and I looked towards the bar again. Pam and Steve seemed to be sitting much closer and were both turned more or less towards the bar. I breathed a sigh of relief that they hadn’t seen what we had been doing. I felt Jim’s hand on my thigh again and he repeated his suggestion. I wasn’t so naive that I didn’t realise he would expect a little ‘repayment’ in the gardens but I hesitated only briefly before agreeing.

I looked down and saw that Jim had made himself decent. I pulled my skirt together and took Jim’s hand as he helped me out of my seat.

I was surprised that Pam and Steve had not spotted us getting up. When we reached them however they looked around in surprise and Steve had his classic innocent / guilty, deer in the headlights, expression. I saw Steve’s arm move and looked down to their laps. I’m not sure whether I was surprised when I saw Pam’s fingers wrapped around Steve’s penis, slowly moving up and down its length.

Steve blushed bright red and opened his mouth but before he could say anything stupid I pressed my fingers to his lips and shushed him. I then bent down and kissed him, my lips gently touching his, and I heard Jim saying that we were going outside for some air. Steve looked at me mutely, his mouth opening and closing but no sound coming out. From the corner of my eye I could see Pam’s hand continuing to move up and down Steve’s penis as she told Jim that they were okay for the moment and that she hoped we enjoyed our walk.

Once we exited the hotel Jim took hold of my hand and led me to a secluded part of the garden. As soon as he was sure we could not be seen by anyone he stopped, turned towards me and kissed me. I momentarily lost myself in the kiss. I could feel my heart pounding in my breast. The intensity of the kisses gradually increased. His tongue nudged into my mouth and I welcomed it.

His hands caressed my arms and moved to my shoulders. He moved me away from him slightly, creating a gap between us that allowed his hands to drop down and across the front of my blouse. My nipples were prominent through the material and he brushed his hands back and fore over them. His fingers reached the buttons on my blouse. As he slowly undid each button my sense of excitement increased.

There were only four buttons but it seemed to take an age before Jim separated the sides of my blouse and peeled them back off my shoulders, exposing my breasts. He released the blouse and his hands cupped my breasts. His thumbs flicked across my nipples and I gasped at the sensations. He knew exactly what to do, alternating between pinching my nipples and flicking them. I was revelling in the sensations again when he stopped and I groaned in frustration. I felt Jim ease the blouse down my arms and I allowed him to remove it completely.

My release from the sensations he had been causing galvanised me. I moved in against Jim and pressed myself against his crotch. His penis was hard again and now it was my turn to play. I loosened the buttons of his shirt and exposed his chest in the same way he had exposed my breasts. I ran my fingers through the dark hair on his chest, contrasting the sensation with that from Steve’s smooth chest.

I removed Jim’s shirt then reached down to his trousers. I loosened the button and then lowered the zip. His penis had been erect against his groin and it fell forward as it escaped from the confines of his trousers. I bent down to lower Jim’s trousers down his thighs and they then fell and pooled at his feet.

I reached forward and gently touched Jim’s penis. It was leaking pre-cum again. I used one hand to stroke Jim’s penis and raked my finger nails of my other hand across his balls. After a few minutes he starting speaking quietly to me, telling me how nice it felt. I was looking down, watching my hands playing with him when I felt his hands pressing gently on my shoulders.

I suspected he wanted me to give him a blowjob but I had only done that a few times with Steve and wasn’t particularly experienced. I whispered that I wasn’t sure about doing that but he encouraged me with his own quiet words. When I released his penis so that I could rest my hands against his hips to lower myself down, it was Jim’s turn to groan with frustration.

Although we were on grass I still wanted something to rest my knees on. I bundled Jim’s shirt up, placed it on the ground and rested my knees on it. Once I was set I looked ahead and slightly down and was staring at Jim’s penis, bobbing before me in the night air. canlı poker oyna I took a gentle hold of it and pointed it towards my mouth. I looked up and Jim was watching me intently.

I asked Jim to close his eyes or to look away. I sensed disappointment but he did as I asked. I opened my mouth slightly and blew gently. Steve had told me that that felt very nice and Jim’s moan confirmed that he enjoyed it too. I poked my tongue out of my mouth and edged towards the tip of Jim’s penis.

When my tongue made contact Jim’s penis jerked even though I was still holding it and I squealed in surprise. Jim apologised and breathed deeply then asked me to try again. I did exactly the same second time around. This time, when my tongue touched Jim’s penis it moved only slightly and I was able to lick the drops of pre-cum gathering at its tip.

I slowly played my tongue around the tip then formed an ‘o’ with my lips and kissed the head. Jim moaned again. I slowly opened my mouth and edged my head forwards so that Jim’s penis was fed between my lips into my mouth. Once I had a couple of inches in my mouth, resting on my tongue I reversed direction until Jim’s penis was fully exposed to the night air.

I moved my head forward again. This time I took more into my mouth. I felt Jim trembling and I thought he was battling with himself. It seemed that, on the one hand he wanted to thrust himself inside my mouth, but he also wanted to show himself as considerate to this young, slightly inexperienced girl. I was grateful for that and determined to give him pleasure.

I continued to work slowly on Jim’s penis. Then I moved one of my hands to his balls. I cupped them gently as I moved my head slowly backwards and forwards on him. Jim’s hands moved to my head and he started moving his hips. Again, though, his movements were slow and deliberate. I raked my finger nails across his balls and that was greeted with a moan that was louder than anything he had uttered previously.

I sensed that he was about to cum so I resisted his hands and removed my mouth from his penis. I started stroking him with my right hand whilst playing with his balls with my left hand. His hips started moving more vigorously so I edged to the side and turned him a little. Then he suddenly thrust his hips forwards and groaned as the first spurt of sperm came out. I continued to stroke his penis and tickle his balls and two or three more spurts emerged. The last two weren’t really spurts, more leakages which oozed down his penis and over my hand.

As Jim leaned back against a tree to recover I wiped my hand on the grass. I realised that I had left my purse with Steve so I didn’t have any tissues, nor did Jim have a handkerchief. I still don’t know why I did it but I stood up in front of Jim and told him to reach under my skirt and remove my panties.

Having started to soften, Jim’s penis jerked a couple of times, apparently coming back to life. As he removed my panties he took the liberty of trailing his fingers over and through my pussy lips. As I enjoyed the feelings I looked off to one side and saw Pam and Steve. Pam was in more or less the same position I had been and Steve was leaning back against a table as she bobbed her head backwards and forwards on his penis.

The thought went through my head that it was the first time that I had ever seen someone else having sex, and one of them was my own lover. Surprisingly I was quite thrilled at the sight.

Jim held my panties in front of him. I used them to remove that last of his sperm from my hand and then wiped his penis with them. Of course that resulted in it continuing to harden. I continued to stroke him as we watched our partners. I spotted the signs of Steve’s impending orgasm and heard him tell Pam that he was about to cum.

Pam just continued working on him. Then as he groaned she pulled him forwards so that his penis was completely in her mouth. I watched as Steve’s hips jerked and I knew he was cumming in her mouth. Pam just kept her mouth clamped around him and swallowed his sperm. I was momentarily shocked and slightly intimidated given that I had finished Jim off by hand but quickly decided that we do what we are comfortable with and Jim did not seem to be complaining.

When Steve had finished cumming Pam released his penis. He opened his eyes and saw us watching him. Even in the reduce light of the garden I could tell that he was blushing. I remembered why I loved him so much.

Jim pulled his trousers up and we made our way across to our partners. Jim and I held out our hands and helped Pam stand up. As Steve bent down to pull his underwear and trousers up.

Once Pam was standing Jim released her hand but she kept hold of mine. Then, with her other hand she reached out and pressed her palm against my breast, crushing the nipple and breast and causing my knees to go weak. I had forgotten that I wasn’t wearing my blouse and I was still sexually aroused. Pam released the internet casino hand she had been holding then moved towards me. Her arm went around my back and she pulled me towards her. Our lips met. I groaned with pleasure tasted Steve on her mouth and she continued to play with my breast.

I felt someone behind me then hands at my hips. Pam moved her body away from mine and my skirt dropped and pooled around my feet. I was drunk with pleasure, naked except for my shoes in front of three people, two of whom were more or less strangers. I definitely hadn’t expected this when Steve and I planned our holiday.

I vaguely heard someone mention “risk” and “room” and was somewhat disappointed as I felt my skirt being wrapped around me again and then my arms being manoeuvred into my blouse. I was in something of a stupor as I was led away from the hotel gardens.

We very quickly arrived at Pam and Jim’s suite. It was a one bedroom apartment with a lounge area containing a sofa and two chairs, and a dining area containing a table and four chairs.

I started to make my way to the sofa when I was brought to a halt. Through my pleasurable haze I felt my clothes being removed again then I was manoeuvred towards the table. I stood with the backs of my thighs resting against it. I watched as Steve and Jim stripped out of their clothes. When they stood next to each other it was quite a contrast: Steve’s young, slim, smooth body compared with Jim’s older, solid, hairier shape.

My eyes drifted to their groins. Both penises were erect – perhaps Steve wasn’t as shy as he made out – and were quite similar. Steve had perhaps a little extra length and girth but not a lot. I sniggered to myself as I wondered if Jim’s had been worn away a little by his experiences. Just looking at their two bodies and penises was increasing my arousal. I suddenly realised that one of my hands was absentmindedly touching and playing with my own breast. I hadn’t been aware of moving my hand but I must have done.

I detected motion from the corner of my eye and then Pam appeared. She was dressed in a white bathrobe. She turned to face me then looked over her shoulder and nodded. Hands reached around from behind her and loosened the belt on the robe. The hands then moved to her shoulders and edged the robe off them. Pam shook her body and the robe dropped away. I wasn’t surprised to see that she was naked underneath. Considering her age her body looked wonderful. I briefly expressed a silent wish to be in such good shape at her age.

I did notice that her breasts were not as perky as mine but her large nipples were already pointing straight ahead.

Pam walked towards me. There was no hesitation. Our bodies came into contact. Our breasts mashed against each other. Our lips met. She kissed me tenderly at first, then passionately. Her tongue edged into my mouth. Her hands worked between us and made contact with my breasts. I returned the compliment, reaching up to play with hers. I flicked and pinched her nipples as Jim had earlier done to me. She moaned as I played. I don’t know how long our embrace lasted, but I remember feeling my arms levered from Pam’s body and being stretched outwards to the sides.

My arms were slowly moved back and I was lifted slightly so that my bum rested on the edge of the table. My arms were raised and I was pulled back until I was laid back on the table. My legs were mostly off the table but they had opened slightly to give me some balance as I had been pulled about. I knew that my pussy was exposed to anyone at that end of the table.

I opened my eyes and looked down my body. Standing between my legs, leaning over me was Pam. I looked upwards and at my head I could see Jim. I briefly wondered where Steve was then I saw motion at the side of the table. Steve walked up to the table and reached down towards me. I was startled by pain from my breasts. I looked down and saw nipple clamps attached to each nipple, with a chain between them. Gradually the pain reduced and a throbbing sensation replaced it.

As I acclimatised to the sensation I saw Pam lower her head. I felt Pam’s hands on the insides of my thighs. She stroked up and down my thighs. I watched as her head got lower and lower and felt her hands edge closer to my pussy. I closed my eyes and let my head drop back, having decided to revel in the sensations. I felt Pam’s breath on my pussy then her tongue made contact and I’m sure I would have hit the ceiling if I hadn’t hbeen held down on the table.

Pam knew how to give pleasure. She teased me with her fingers and tongue for an eternity. She would slide her fingers between my lips and just inside my slit then replace them with her tongue, dipping inside, then suck my lips into her mouth and nibble on them gently with her teeth.

All of a sudden she moaned with pleasure into my pussy. I lifted my head briefly and behind Pam’s bent over form I could see Steve standing tall. As I watched, he nudged forward and Pam’s face pressed against my pussy. Steve held her hips and fucked Pam as she continued to pleasure my pussy. The different movements and stimulation were alternately frustrating and arousing. I could feel myself reaching my peak then subsiding.

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It had been a long working year and it was time that Craig and I went on a nice holiday overseas. Something that was beside a beach with sun, sand and some beautiful picture perfect water. We wanted to relax and be together for a change.

We started the first day with a nice walk down the beach and some swimming to relax the body and recharge. We had plenty of time to focus on each other and that’s exactly what we did. The beach was magnificent with waves breaking on the shore and the hot sun giving us a tan as we lay not thinking about a thing. Lunch was perfect a nice tropical food platter that was to kill for. Everything was perfect and we made sure we had some fun through the day as well.

We did want to continue our great sex life and making sure we are both happy. Craig and I had great sex all the time and adventures had been something we tried to keep to be different. We certainly found time for sex on the holiday, plenty of kissing and fondling as we became totally engrossed in the holiday and how it made us feel.

As the days wore on we knew that it was coming to an end and thought it would be nice to go out for dinner at one of the local 5 star restaurants and treat ourselves. We found a beautiful modern cuisine restaurant and decided to feast and enjoy our second last night of the holiday. We also decided that we don’t normally drink but because it was a celebration we would have some champagne, it felt like we decided to get married all over again.

The night went quickly and before we knew it was 8pm and we had finished our lovely dinner. We had also finished a bottle of champagne. Craig asked if I wanted to go and get some dessert at the bar down the street and I thought that would be a great idea. Nothing would finish the night better than a nice dessert and then go home with my man to have some sensual long steamy sex. We found a table after about 10 mins, the bar was packed with holiday makers. We found two seats near the bar but were tucked around the corner which was actually quite nice. We sat down and ordered a piece of chocolate cake which definitely looked like it would need me to go out for a run the next day.

We started talking to a female next to us who had actually come from across the country and was waiting for a date to arrive. She too had been on a relaxing holiday and loved the place as much as us. She introduced herself poker oyna as Jenny and she had to have been the nicest person we had met so far. We talked and talked about the world and realized that her date had not turned up. She wasn’t really that worried as she said she wasn’t really into the guy anyway. We laughed and joked and she seemed fine with it. I’m sure she could have had any man with her long dark hair, brown eyes, legs that I would die for and a set of breasts that I’m sure Craig couldn’t keep his eyes off.

Craig later found some pool tables and a couple of the guys asked him to join in for a couple of games. I was fine with it as he needed some guy time and I had Jenny to talk with. As he made his way out Jenny leaned over and whispered to me that I was a lucky girl and don’t ever let him go. I agreed with her he was a great guy and treated me very well. She then whispered and he is a very lucky man and at the same time put her hand on my upper thigh. I had a shortish dress on and I could feel her hand slightly touching my thigh through the material. I don’t know whether it was the alcohol or not but I felt a tingling sensation down my neck and spine which I had never had before. Was Jenny hitting on me?

All I could do is let out a little chuckle and said thank you. Jenny smiled and asked me to hold her hand, so I did. It was like being teenagers again. She took my hand and slid it up her very short dress while she looked at me with her amazing brown eyes. She pushed my hand up to her lacy underpants and I could feel she was very wet through her panties. It was a little weird for me because I had never had any contact like this before with a woman but it actually was exciting and I could start to feel myself getting very wet. Jenny leant over again and asked if she could join Craig and myself tonight. I knew exactly what she meant and giggled again, I didn’t know what to say but just the smell of her hair and the touch she gave me was making me unbelievably horny.

I said to her that I needed to get Craig to agree. As I said that, Craig came in the bar from the games room and walked up and gave me a kiss on the forehead, I didn’t know how to ask him to I swiftly reached over and cupped his cock without anyone seeing, he looked at me and smiled. I bought him closer to me and got him to face me with his back to Jenny who was playing it all canlı poker oyna cool. I reached around and grabbed his ass and gave him a sensual kiss, while doing that I reached out to Jenny and pulled her hand around to cup his cock. Craig immediately turned around and didn’t know what to do. I stood up and whispered to him that I wanted Jenny to join us in bed tonight and I wanted to try some fun with another woman’s touch. He agreed and we made our way back to the hotel.

We opened the door and I immediately pushed Craig in the bedroom door and took all of his clothes off. He was rock hard and I could see he enjoyed the thought of having both of us there. I sat him on the bed as I pulled Jenny closer and started to kiss her. She was an unbelievable kisser and I became very wet quickly. We both had very short dresses on so we quickly peeled them off each other’s bodies. I could see Craig starting to jerk his cock as he watched us undress each other. Her lips were so soft and I just couldn’t stop kissing Jenny. We took each other’s blouses off and had now exposed each other’s lacy lingerie. Jenny stood there in white lacy bra and panties with her long dark hair, brown eyes and tanned body. She was so beautiful and I admired her so much.

We both again started to touch each other all over and Jenny made her way all the way over my body. She kissed my back, neck and made me tremble when she kissed my inner thigh. I was so horny and it made me hornier hearing Craig jerking hard on the edge of the bed. I wanted him to be included in fun so I asked him if he wanted Jenny to suck on his cock and he definitely did. I moved around the back of him kissing his neck sensually and grabbing his nipples, he turned and kissed me passionately as Jenny leant down and took his rock hard cock in her mouth. He shuddered a little as she worked her mouth around his cock and took it in and out multiple times. His nipples were also rock hard and I felt his body starting to tense. I whispered in his ear that I wanted him to cum in Jenny’s mouth and then kiss her sensually tasting his own cum. It was something that I wanted to see and the thought of it made me as wet as I have ever been.

At that moment I felt him tense dramatically and saw cum flow into Jenny’s mouth, she took it all and Craig leant down and started kissing her passionately tasting his own cum. It made me wild internet casino and I moved over in between them. As I did, Jenny took off my bra and panties and started to kiss me again. She took her bra and panties off as well and started to make her way down to my wet glistening pussy. She started to lick my pussy and I moaned out loud, I felt Craig starting to kiss me on the neck. Jenny licked so softly and with Craig kissing me it didn’t take long until I felt the heat of orgasm coming to my head. I think Jenny could feel it and she started to finger my wet pussy as she was licking and it made me cum like never before. For the first time I squirted all over Jenny and was moaning louder than ever before. I felt Craig’s cock growing again and without much forcing he had a rock hard cock again.

I wanted cock right away, I laid Jenny out next to me on the bed and asked Craig to fuck me with his enormous hard cock. As he started to get closer I felt wet, so wet, he slowly inserted his cock in my pussy and I could feel how big he was. Jenny started playing with her clit and asked Craig to start fingering her. He did as he fucked me, Jenny started to moan and asked for more fingers and Craig did so. Before long Jenny had asked Craig to fist her pussy, she moaned loudly and as she moaned I could feel Craig grow harder and harder and I wanted him to this time cum somewhere he hadn’t before. I never liked anal but I know he did so I asked Jenny to take his cock now in her ass. She agreed and rolled over, as she did Craig took his juicy wet cock out of my pussy and made his way over to mount Jenny.

As he inserted his cock in her ass I licked her ass hole and his cock at the same time. Jenny moaned loudly and her body started to quiver, I felt Craig tense and start to shoot his load in her ass. Craig moaned loudly and let his cum flow, Jenny was getting close and as Craig pulled his cock from her ass I started to lick the flowing cum from her ass. Craig joined me and as we licked the cum from her ass Jenny collapsed and began to have a huge orgasm. She quivered again and tensed letting out a moan and then relaxed. She had cum as well. Craig kissed me and hugged me and we all laid in the bed for 10 minutes trying to recover from what happened.

After about another 30 mins of just chatting, Jenny decided it was time for her to go and we both hugged her and thanked her for the fun night. It definitely was something I will never forget and was something that was enlightening and exciting all at the same time. I will never forget my first female to female session but continue to have fun with my beautiful sexy man.

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I opened the door to his office and took a deep breath, closing it quietly behind me as I spotted him behind his desk. Stopping for a moment to reinforce myself and flip the lock on the door, I walked slowly to where he sat behind his large cherry wood desk.

He was on the phone as I moved beside him, he glanced up at me…smiled a little smile, then dismissed me for a moment and continued his conversation to the supplier.

Pulling the chair back from the desk a bit I moved, smiling playfully as he again looked at me, this time a little puzzled. I made enough room for myself to shimmy in and hop up onto the desk top right in front of him.

He looked up into my eyes, taking in my little white blouse, my knee length skirt, the high black patent heels that I had slipped on this morning when I first came up with this idea.

I leaned back and parted my legs a little; he kind of stuttered a little, but not really looking and continued his conversation.

I brought my hands up and opened the top button of my blouse, then the next…and the next, my eyes locked with his as I reached the bottom.

‘What are you doing?!?!’ he hissed at me, covering the mouthpiece of his phone for a moment before having to go back to the conversation.

I merely smiled and gradually pulled open the sides of my blouse, showing him that I wasn’t wearing a bra. I sat up straight and ran my hands slowly up my body, I cupped my full breasts in my hands, pulling and pinching my nipples lightly, letting him watch as my nipples got puckered and hard.

He stumbled over his words, his poker oyna mouth slightly agape as I lifted one to my lips and darted my tongue out to touch the tip of my dark pink nipple, then to the other. I bit back a moan as I felt the wet heat of my tongue.

His eyes were huge as he pushed his hand through his short dark hair. I leaned back again and slowly spread my legs. I pulled my short skirt all the way up. His eyes moved down and he almost choked on his words as the sight of my almost completely shaved and completely bare pussy came into view.

I scooted up a bit closer and put my feet on the arms of his chair, spreading myself wide open to his surprised eyes. I ran my finger tip slowly down my body, over my breasts, circling my areola as I moved to my tummy…then the small patch of hair above my pussy. I teased through it then dropped my hand, running my fingertips up and down the lips of my sex very slowly, taunting myself.

I moaned low and pushed my fingers inside. I could feel the walls of my pussy contract around them, feel my warm wet juices slowly seeping out.

I let my knees flop open and pushed into myself harder. In and out…watching his face change as he stared at my hand. I started to move my hips, lifting them against my hand. I pulled my fingers out as I looked into his eyes and dragged them up to my lips, sucking them inside my mouth.

I reached down and took his free hand and put it against my sex as I licked and sucked on my fingers. He didn’t resist as I started to move his fingers up and down my folds, flicking them lightly over canlı poker oyna my clit…then pushing them inside me.

I used his hand to bring me higher…his voice was getting deeper, his breathing almost labored as he talked and tried to sound like nothing was happening. He watched his fingers moving then started to move them himself. Exploring me, pulling my lips open, and brushing his thumb over my hard little clit.

I pulled one foot out of my shoe, laughing quietly as it made a loud ‘bang’ on the floor. He covered the noise saying he dropped his stapler.

I moved my foot to the now prominent bulge in his slacks.

He bit his lip as he agreed to whatever the person on the other end was saying. He kept fingering me while I ran my toes over his cock through the pants. I moaned, louder than I intended as he rubbed me inside. Finding that special spot as I lifted my hips against his hand.

“Oh…umm….that’s just the radio…you were saying?” He pushed his fingers deeper.

I moved my hands to my breasts, pulling and pinching my nipples as he brought me closer and closer, his fingers slowly and knowingly finding all the good spots as he moved them inside me. My foot traveled up and down his hard cock, rubbing and teasing him.

“Sorry,” I heard him breathlessly apologize to the person on the phone, “Something has just come up that requires my immediate attention…I’ll have to call you back.”

With that, he hung up and his head was between my thighs before the phone was back on the cradle.

I moaned as his hot tongue flicked over internet casino me, sucked and licked until I was moaning loudly. My hands on the back of his head, tangled in his short hair while my hips bucked up and down on the desktop, I cried out loudly as he flicked harder and harder over my clit, faster and faster until I came nice and hard. My body shook for a moment, jerked as I ground my wet pussy against his lips, coating his mouth in my juices.

He stood and had his cock out before I was recovered. He pushed into me hard, lifting me a little bit and gripping my hips, burying his hard cock inside me with one hard stroke.

I moaned and reached up, grabbing the edge of the desk to anchor myself as he pounded into me, hard and fast. I came again, milking his cock with my muscles as the sound of his skin hitting mine filled the office. I moaned as his cum filled balls slapped against my ass again and again.

It was hard and fast, animalistic, His fingers dug into my hips as he slammed into me over and over. I lifted my hips and met his cadence as we fucked… just fucked in perfect synchronicity.

His mouth locked on my nipples, he bit down lightly as he pounded a little slower, a little deeper then moved to kiss me. He gripped my shoulders for leverage and slammed into me so deep I came again moaning loudly into his mouth, and I caught his groans as he exploded, pumping into me, grunting through his own release. His strokes became short and erratic as he emptied himself, filling me.

I could feel his cock twitch and pulse as his fingertips dug into my shoulders hard.

He slowed the kiss and deepened it, then pulled back, I felt his cock slowly softening and receding from my body as he looked down at me,

“Mmm…” he licked his lips and grinned, “Damn baby…tell me you take dictation too.”

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I reached office early next day armed with the knowledge that at least five girls with bushy underarms would be in office in order to enable to choose two who would be the “Hair Apparent”. I knew that they should be proficient in giving blowjobs as well be hirsute so I called Rod and Peter to the office. Rod’s rod was legendary at least 11 inches long and three inches thick and I had a great experience when the boss had gone for a vacation. His ever-hard rod would once stiffen and would take a lot of persuasion to relieve its load. He loved me manipulating his monster dick in my mouth. Peter was a lot of relaxed but he too packed a heavy cock in his trousers. I had called them so that they could test or maybe taste the girls who I would shortlist.

Soon the first one came in she was Sheba and she was all of eighteen. Small in build hardly 5 feet tall I wondered if she had as much hair under her arms as the boss liked. She soon stripped and even I was surprised at the thickness of the luxuriant hair in her unshaven armpits. Lovely long tresses of jet-black hair grew profusely in her bushy armpits. I could that both Peter and Rod were turned on by the swelling of their massive members in their trousers as they strained to leap free.

I had to check out the others waiting outside and called the second one, Rhonda in she was a little older but more brazen as Samira, the Turkish belly dancer, had sent her. She was already in a sleeveless top and as she walked in she lifted her arms to reveal the most gorgeous growth of underarm hair. Long silky hair grew in her unshaven armpits. Was there any requirement to see the others since these two had such bushes under their arms? Any case I called the other three in. Tina, Cheryl and Claudia came in. When the removed their tops they revealed very bushy underarms. They were all extremely hairy.

Was I having trouble finding underarm hair in candidates for secretary or was I now having eliminating candidates. Cheryl had thick blonde underarm hair and I knew boss would not be very turned on as he had a fetish for jet-black bushy armpits. I told her I would get in touch with her though I felt sorry for this hirsute woman. Claudia was from Argentina and she was equally hairy but I was surprised as she was a platinum blonde. Her armpit hair was strikingly white though rich in quantity in contrast to the immensely hairy Tina whose dark armpit hair would surely turn on boss. So Claudia too had to and so I needed to choose two from sheeba, Rhonda and Tina.

It was the turn of Peter and Rod to get into action. They had stripped to their underwear and their cocks were straining hard against it. To start the action I knelt before Rod and revealed his magnificent cock. It sprang out like a caged lion in its full glory all 11 inches long. I bent forward and cupped his massive alls and licked his massive shift along its entire length as the girls looked on impassively. Peter got behind me and took of my dress and revealed my generously hairy thatches under my arms. I was far more hairy than any of the girls and they looked surprised at the copious growth of armpit hair.

No wonder I was working for the boss these last two decades. Very few women could manage the hirsuteness of my bushy armpits let alone my rich pubic jungle. Peter took out his long circumcised thick cock, as its red head curled out like güvenilir bahis a mushroom. I then took hold of both the enormous dongs and wanked it slowly in my hands as I took them alternately into my mouth. My mouth stretched as rod filled it with is monster cock. I knew the girls were wondering how they would suck this huge cock though it was now comfortably in my mouth. I could see Sheeba furiously playing with her clit while Tina and Rhonda were in some sort of a trance.

Sheeba now came towards us and she lowered her open mouth to take Peter’s throbbing cock. Slowly his two-inch around cock disappeared into her eager mouth. She was having a hard time getting it down her throat and I saw her gag twice, but she was determined to swallow all of it and finally her lips touched his balls as they slid down his cock. Rod was keeping his blistering pace as stuffed his monster dong to the back of my throat. His 11 incher was really stretching my oral cavity but I was tingling in the excitement. I saw that Sheeba had taken Peter’s peter down her throat and I could see her tongue his balls. I reached down and started playing with her hairy clit as she moaned caressing Peter’s swollen balls.

Rod took out his cock and waved towards Rhonda and Tina daring them to come and suck his enormous 11 incher. Rhonda stared up at his cock and licked her lips and the hairy woman said . “Are you just going to tease me or are you going to let me suck that big thing?” Rod rested his cock on her lips and she sucked him into her mouth.

“Baby,” he said, “Swallow my big cock you hairy slut! Lift your arms and show me your jet-black bushy underarms you bitch, ” I thought he was losing it as his job was to test the women at their sword swallowing skills but he seemed to be in a trance seeing all these naked hirsute women.

Rhonda loved to be talked dirty and she lifted her arms to show her profusely sweating armpit jungle. Drops of perspiration were filling her airy armpit forest as he forced himself all the way down her throat and held it there while she thrashed on the floor pinned under him. Peter too got excited and took his flailing prick towards her mouth as this wanton woman demanded more cock. Now she had two men with enormous dongs with them trying o put their throbbing cocks into her mouth. Both the guys were hung like a horse!

She got up on her knees and grabbed the big cock of Rod and looked up at him. “I’m going to fuck you next,” she announced and bent over offering him her wet hairy pussy or if you want you can slide your cock into my wet perspiring armpit and push it into the heavy pelt of hair their” Both of the other guys pushed their cocks into her mouth at the same time. Peter then pulled at her hairy slit and her legs melted under her with pleasure as she fucked the huge rod between her legs. She started to cum and couldn’t stop. He kept pounding her over and over again so she was Cumming constantly. It was one hell of a sight to see. Tina came towards me and I asked to lift her arms and I kissed her passionately in her armpit jungle. I was sure that the boss would be turned on by the enormous quantity of hair in her bushy armpits as I got entangled in the carpet, which grew profusely in her unshaven underarms.

Rhonda continued to suck Rods 11 incher deep into her mouth as he trembled and started shooting his cum in her türkçe bahis mouth. She never stopped as she sucked the cum off the shaft still in her mouth. She reached up and wiped a glob of cum off her chin and licked it off her finger.

Now that things were heading in the direction that I intended, I moved Tina up to where her pussy was inches from the edge of the table and I pulled up a chair and sat down between her legs and looked eye-level at the hairy junction of her thighs. She had a massive pubic muff growing all the way from her navel round to her ass. The hair on her mons was thick and unshaven and grew into an enormous ball of jet-black hair. I positioned her feet on the arms of the chair on each side of me and dove into her hairy pussy. Her clit grew quickly under my tongue and as I sucked it into my mouth and beat on it with my tongue, her hips rose from the table and her thighs clamped around my face so tightly that I feared for my neck. She reached out and felt the dark hedges under my arms and played with the luxuriant carpet in y bushy armpits. She rode my face she shuddered as I gave her a series of long licks up and down the length of her bushy pussy. As I looked up to see what was happening on the other side of he room, the sight of Rod being sucked to life again by sheeba greeted me. His hands fast disappearing in her furry armpits.

I then started licking and nibbling at Rhonda’s 40 C breasts and already-hard nipples as my tongue again went down to her juicy bushy slit. I now needed a cock and I motioned to Peter

Peter however was busy with sheeba. His eyes peeled on her hairy body. As he looked down at her hirsuteness he could see that like the hair on her head, the hair between her long legs was thick bushy and black and was a real forest covering a much larger area than Tina or Rhonda but woefully less than mine and covered a much larger area then my own.

I turned towards Tina and pushed against my hairy pussy my love juice ran freely. My body tingled as I moved my hairy mound against her, urging her to suck faster. I felt her hands pull my bum cheeks apart, feeling the coarse hairy in my asshole as she ran her tongue into my bushy asshole. I now wanted a big cock inside me. I was having the time of my life and Peter thrust his massive rod deep inside me, his balls bumped gently against me. He pressed his hand into the small of my back so that I arched my bum more towards him meeting every powerful drive of his hard and muscular body. I felt my hairy quim start to tremor; soon my body was shaking in an orgasm. The intensity of my come seemed to multiply as Rhonda put her tongue into my hairy anal orifice.

I was shouting out obscenities when his body went very taut against me. I cried, “Fuck my hairy armpits put your monster dick into my hairy underarms. Can you feel the heavy pelt of hair”? I felt his cock swell then pulse as he paid me the final compliment and filled my hairy underarms with his hot cum. He had not shrunk much when he pulled out. I looked at the massive glistening rod standing between his legs. Had I really had all that in me? I knew he needed to be sucked and I motioned to Tina to take his bulbous dick into her mouth. Rhonda knelt before Tina and kissed her hairy gaping pussy as her tongue drove her wild. She opened her thighs as Rhonda kissed her massive pubic fur as she reached güvenilir bahis siteleri for Peter’s hardness. As she slowly winked, it grew hard against her palm. It felt so big in her hot hand as he saw the lusty woman pull him towards her. I was lost in a haze of sensations that swept through my body from head to toe She wanked him slowly, hoping that he would enter her once more, and fill her bushy hole. But what came next I was not prepared for. He moved towards me pushing her aside. He held my head between his masterful hands and guided me to the big hot cock. I pulled back but he pushed my face into contact with his throbbing manhood.

“Suck my dick you hairy dick. I want you to keep your mouth closed over my member while I put my hands into your bushy underarms. ” I kept my lips tightly closed and he rubbed the tip of his glistening rod against her lips. Holding my head with one hand, he put his calloused hands into my coarse armpit jungle. He pressed the monster to my lips, rubbing it back and forth. I had to let him have what he wanted or he would not give me any more. Slowly I let it pass first my lips then my teeth, until the tip entered my mouth. He kept tugging at the hair in my underarms and I was sweating profusely with my exertions. The matted hair in my armpit jungle was pressing out wildly as he tugged at the massive hair in my bushy underarms. Each time he pulled me to his groin, he forced more of the invader past my lips. It tasted salty but not unpleasant. The sensation of its smoothness slipping on my wet lips, it pulsating on my tongue and the hardness of it gave me a lustful thrill. His cock begins to swell even bigger than it had ever been.

I begin to suck willing, now loving it I ran my tongue around and around it also wanking the shaft. I licked its entire length and sucking his balls as he pressed his hands into my unshaven armpits. I had a captive audience though both Tina and Sheeba both were servicing Rod taking his monster cock into their eager mouth. Rhonda was busy taking his enormous balls into her mouth and I as sure Rod had met his match.

Peter spread his legs wider and lifted up from the sofa as I took his length into my mouth again. He grabbed hold of my head and pressed his swollen cock deep into my mouth and held me there he then jerked his cock away and drove it into my sweaty underarms. His cock sliding in and out of my moist hairy underarms. He had no difficulty in finding his way in the coarse black hair of my hairy pits. Soon he spurted his cum all over my bushy luxuriant armpit hair. So much came from him that for the first time it trickled out of my armpit forest a rarity considering the enormous quantity of hair I have in my bushy armpits.

It was no w time to asses the respective skills of the participants All were equally hairy especially under their arms though no where as hairy as my profusely bushy underarms now filled with cum. I however felt that Sheeba though hardly 5 feet tall had such amazing hairy armpits that her height may have been diminished by the growth under her armpits. They seemed to hang down a long way almost as if touching the floor. The growth of hair under her arms was amazing – far more that I think I have ever seen under any other woman other me and definitely more than any a man’s underarms. Her pubes too was hairy her whole pubic area was covered with a thick carpet of luscious black hair which extended from her navel right down to her anus.

I had certainly to choose her but what about the other two I thought maybe the boss would need to see them all before deciding on the “Hair Apparent”.

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Wednesday is probably my favorite day of the week, not only is the work week half over but I can start planning for the weekend. As I dressed for work I thought about Stephanie Peters. She was totally uninhibited and even though she said she was going out for drinks later, I suspect that she dresses to seduce most of the time. I estimate Stephanie to be in her late forties or very early fifties, about the time that some women begin getting those tiny crow’s feet at the corner of their eyes and because of gravity decide they want breast augmentation surgery. Adding Stephanie to the growing list of women I’ve become involved with since moving into Kurtz House I only needed one more to have a different sexual option for every day of the week, assuming Staci decides that she wants to continue our fledging relationship.

As I drove to the office I realized that I hadn’t talked to Kay since Monday evening. I had promised to call her Monday but with Fran staying at my place my promise completely slipped my mind. I paged through my contacts then pressed Kay’s name.

“Morning Allen.” Kay said answering my call.

“Happy Wednesday sexy.” I replied.

“How is Fran doing?” Kay asked.

I replied. “She’s doing better but that shiner is going to take some time to clear up and on top of that she’s going to have to deal with what could be a messy divorce.”

“I’m sure with our support she’ll get through it.” Kay suggested.

“Yes.” I answered. I wanted to see if Kay would like some company later this evening but before I could suggest it she said. “Allen I need to talk to you about something.”

I figured I could stop by after work to talk with her face to face and asked. “Is tonight okay?”

“Actually it can’t wait until tonight.” Kay replied.

This sounded serious so I said. “Now is good too.”

Kay hesitated for a moment I assumed she was trying to come up with a way to start this important conversation; she finally said. “I got a call from Marshall yesterday.”

“Who’s Marshall?” I questioned.

There was another pause before she continued. “I guess I didn’t tell you his name but Marshall is the black man I fucked last Saturday night.”

I instantly envisioned Kay taking his huge cock deep in her throat his mammoth cock head stretching the flesh of her neck. “I can only imagine why he’s calling you.” I replied.

“He wants to see me again.” Kay said.

“Of course he does but the question is, do you want to see him again?” I asked.

She hesitated again before answering. “I think I do Allen but I wanted to talk to you before I tell him yes.”

I pulled into the parking lot outside my office and parked in my normal space. Fran’s car was already parked so I moved the shifter to park and sat back knowing this conversation could take a while.

“You don’t need my approval to see him, Kay.” I answered knowing that I should tell Kay about Stephanie but decided to save that for another time.

“I know that Allen I just wanted you to know and I was thinking you could join us.” Kay replied.

“Do you really think he’d want me there?” I asked.

Kay answered. “I haven’t even told him about you so I don’t know if that’s something he’d consider.”

I was curious about her fascination with this huge black cock and since I was already late for work decided that this was as good a time as any to explore her feelings about Marshall.

“Tell me something, what’s so special about him?” I asked.

Kay giggled before answering. “Besides the fact that his cock is huge there’s something interesting about the way he treats a woman.”

Interesting wasn’t what I had thought about the way I saw him treat her Saturday night. It seemed to me that he manhandled her from where I was watching.

“What does he do that other men don’t?” I questioned.

Kay didn’t answer right away I assumed she was trying to formulate a reply.

“It isn’t that he’s different from other men.” She said.

“So what’s so special about him?” I asked.

“Marshall is a huge man. He’s probably six feet five inches tall and extremely muscular.” Kay said.

“With a cock to match.” I quickly added.

Kay laughed again then continued. “His cock is not only huge but gets very hard when erect. I have, to be honest Allen he fills me like no other man ever has.”

“Should I be jealous?” I asked.

Her reply was immediate. “Absolutely not!” He may fill me like no man ever has but you fuck me like no other man ever has or could hope to.”

“For such a huge man he is rather gentle, when he was fucking me Saturday night it was slow and deliberate there was no rush for him to climax. It was almost like he was disconnected from his cock.” Kay added.

“I’m sure you loved the challenge of throating his massive cock.” I said.

She laughed then stated the obvious. “I have to admit when I started giving him head I didn’t think I would be able to swallow the entire length and girth of his cock. The head and corona are massive güvenilir canlı bahis siteleri when I tried to force it into my throat it hurt a little but once I relaxed enough and it slid down my throat it felt incredible. Breathing was a real problem though.”

“So you want to deep throat him again?” I asked.

Kay’s reply was exactly what I expected. “Yes I’d like to feel that again.”

I wanted to know more about how it felt when he fucked her and asked. “Did he fuck your ass?”

“No, but he wanted to. Had I been able to get him erect again I would have offered my ass.” Kay replied.

I knew she would love having her ass stretched wide open by his massive cock head and since she admitted wanting to deep throat his cock again I basically knew her mind was already made up.

“Sounds to me like you already decided to fuck him again.” I said.

She paused a moment the said. “I want you to join us.”

“Love to.” I replied. Then asked, “When are you going to see him again?”

“Tonight if he can make it, I will ask him about you joining us.” She answered.

I chuckled then said. “He’d be a fool to turn down such an invitation.

“Do you have plans for tonight?” Kay asked.

“Not really.” I replied.

“Well keep tonight open because I really want you to watch us.” Kay said.

“Are you sure you can handle us both?” I asked with a sarcastic tone in my voice.

Kay laughed about that. “I’d love to try sometime.”

“Okay hun, I need to get into work I’m already half an hour late. I’ll look forward to hearing from you.” I said.

“I’ll call Marshall about tonight and call you later.” Kay said before she hung up.

I sat there for a moment, thinking about what Kay had said. She told me she wanted me to join her and Marshall tonight, but later said she wanted me to watch. On top of that when I asked her if she could handle us both she said she’d love to try sometime. I got the impression that I might be nothing more than a spectator during their planned fuck session that evening.

I hurried in but as luck would have it when the elevator door slid open Kevin Richman was standing at the receptionist desk. “You’re late Goodman.”

“Late getting in but I’ve been on my cell with a client for the last forty-five minutes.” I lied.

“Good let me have a report on your call in an hour.” Richman demanded as he turned and walked away.

“Fuck.” I said knowing that I’d have to come up with a story to cover my lie in an hour.

I headed for my desk trying to think of something I could tell Richman.

Twenty minutes later Fran popped by my desk her eye was looking better, at least her make-up hid the yellowish shadow where her asshole husband had punched her. “Morning you.” She said as she leaned against the wall of my cubicle.

“Morning Fran.” I replied surveying her outfit as I answered her greeting.

Fran was wearing a light blue blouse which she tucked into a tight black pencil skirt that featured a slit about eight inches long in the back. Her legs were covered with dark nylons and as usual, she wore a sexy pair of black high heels. Her brunette hair was styled nicely wavy locks that fell behind her shoulders. She wore a very light pink lip gloss which seemed to accentuate her crystal blue eyes.

“Heard Richman giving you a bunch of shit earlier is there anything I can do to help?” Fran asked.

“Yeah, I was on the phone with Kay but lied to him and said I was talking to a client. Now he wants a report on my call in half an hour.” I answered as I glanced at my watch.

Fran smiled and lifted one hand to her hip. “No problem Allen I spoke with the buyer from Nordstrom earlier about the revised proposal we worked on. They are about ready to sign but had a couple questions about shipping details.” Fran said.

“That’s great.” I replied.

“Tell Richman you were on the phone with them.” She offered.

Fran was willing to let me take credit for working out the minor problem to save my ass with Richman and I appreciated it.

“I’ll owe you big time for this one.” I replied.

She smiled and cocked her hips as she said. “I like having you owe me for a change; lord knows I owe you big time for your help with this.” Her fingertip moved up to her bruised eye.

I already knew how she would collect that IOU.

“So are you seeing Kay tonight?” Fran asked.

“We don’t have any definite plans but Kay is going to call me later.” I replied knowing if Kay didn’t convince her black lover to let me join them I could fall back to plan B and give Fran a good fucking.

“When you said you were talking to Kay this morning, I assumed you and she were making plans.” Fran remarked.

I smiled and just answered. “Long story Fran.”

Fran moved to where she was standing right beside my chair. She leaned down to whisper in my ear her intoxicating perfume wafting into my nostrils. “I’m wearing a sexy pair of crotchless pantyhose today just in case you’re interested.” güvenilir illegal bahis siteleri Fran said so only I could hear.

“We can do happy hour if Kay and I don’t hook up tonight.” I instantly realized that I had just told Fran she would be my back up plan for the night which I fully expected would piss her off, after all she isn’t the kind of woman who needs to play second fiddle to any other woman.

“Don’t wait too long to let me know I might just find some other guy’s cock to suck tonight.” Fran whispered.

She turned and abruptly walked away, and as usual, I watched her walk. I felt bad having told her she could be my fall back fuck later tonight.

Rather than waiting the full hour Richman had given me I walked down the hall to his office. He was on the phone when I appeared in the doorway but pointed to the office chair facing his desk. I sat down and waited for him to finish his conversation.

“Okay, Goodman fill me in.” Richman said as he hung up the phone.

I fed him the story Fran had suggested and he seemed to buy it. I figured I was off the hook this time.

“There’s something else I wanted to talk to you about Allen.” He said.

Now my boss seldom calls me by my first name so I prepared myself for what was surely going to be a bombshell.

“What’s that?” I questioned.

He got up from his chair and walked to the door closing it when he got there. I knew this wasn’t going to be good if he wanted privacy.

Kevin walked back across the office and rather than sitting down behind his desk he sat in the other chair facing it.

“I don’t normally pay much attention to office rumors Allen.” He started.

I knew this wasn’t going to go well.

“It’s been rumored that you’ve been fucking a co-worker.” Kevin continued.

I didn’t reply figuring I’d let him get through his entire speech before offering a defense.

He leaned forward in the chair and said. “Allen I don’t give a flying fuck who you’re screwing as long as it doesn’t affect your work product but be aware that someone’s noticed and I would advise a little more discretion.”

“Let me guess Marge is spreading rumors.” I stated.

“I’m not going to say who but I’d be very careful when she’s nearby.” Kevin offered.

“I’ll keep that in mind.” I answered.

Richman smiled then said. “There is a section in the company handbook about this, but I’m of the opinion that what two people do away from the office is their business; however, someone could make a case that might require an investigation should it appear that it’s happening on company time or even worse on company property.”

“I really appreciate your advice, Mr. Richman.” I replied.

He smiled and stood up. “Okay get back to work and let me know when you’ve nailed down the Nordstrom order.”

“Will do boss.” I answered as I started toward the door.

“Oh by the way Allen I’d fuck Phillips senseless if given the opportunity.” He said.

As I closed the door to his office I wondered if he even knew her first name.

Fortunately, the rest of my day was fairly uneventful I did, however, get a call from Kay about two thirty.

“Hey darlin, what’s the word?” I asked answering her call.

Kay’s reply didn’t surprise me. “I talked to Marshall, he doesn’t want you there Allen.”

“Fuck him!” I said.

“Yeah I almost told him to forget the whole thing.” Kay answered.

“Too bad, I know how much you are looking forward to getting a second shot at his monster.” I said.

Kay chuckled before continuing. “He told me the only way he’d consider letting you there would be if you brought along another woman.”

“What, I’m supposed to provide him with a second cunt to fuck.” I said rather sarcastically.

“I instantly thought of Ginger, but when I called her she said she has a ball buster of a client that demanded they do depositions tonight at eight. She’ll be tied up until at least eleven.” Kay explained.

“What about Fran?” I asked, knowing Fran was looking for some action later.

Kay hesitated for a moment then spoke. “She knows I’m planning on seeing him tonight, I told her when we talked yesterday.”

I wondered why Fran would question me about seeing Kay tonight if she already knew she was planning on being with Marshall. “I can talk to her.” I suggested.

Kay paused again then mentioned. “Fran’s been with black men before, in fact she has somewhat of a history with several according to her.”

“Is that right?” I asked wondering if Fran’s ever had one as massive as Marshall.

Kay chuckled before she told me what Fran had said to her. “She told me she loves sucking chocolate cock.”

“Okay, let me see if Fran’s interested.” I answered. Judging from how Fran had come on to me earlier I had to assume if given the opportunity to suck some huge chocolate cock later she’d jump at the chance.

“I’ll call you later.” I said to Kay before disconnecting.

I sat back in my chair contemplating güvenilir bahis şirketleri what Kay had just told me and how Fran had played what she knew about Kay and Marshall off on me. I didn’t want to just walk down to her workstation and tell her that I’d lined up a monster of a black cock for her to fuck and suck tonight. Instead, I decided that for now I’d let her think Kay and I wouldn’t be seeing each other tonight.

Fran must have sensed me approaching her desk because as I arrived she turned and crossed her very shapely legs, her sexy foot kinda bouncing in the air as it dangled over her leg. Normally I’d try for a glimpse of creamy white flesh above her stockings but since she had told me she was wearing pantyhose today I didn’t expect anything beyond what I was enjoying at the time.

She smiled and asked. “What’s up?”

I waited until I was close enough to whisper. “I stopped by to ask you to happy hour tonight.”

“Go fuck yourself Allen! I’m nobody’s fall back piece of ass.” Fran shot back.

I knew I’d pissed her off earlier but I didn’t think she’d tell me to fuck off.

“Fran, I apologize for making it sound like you were my plan B for tonight. No woman, especially you should have to play second fiddle to another woman.” I said hoping she’d at least listen to my explanation.

She still looked angry as she said. “Happy hour without a happy ending is no fun and since you apparently didn’t hook up with Kay tonight I’m afraid you might wind up seeing madam palm and her five daughters tonight.” The wide smile on her lips told me she was glad to have me dangling on her sexual hook.

I didn’t want Fran to know that Kay had told me she knew Kay was seeing Marshall tonight, at least not yet. I decided to see if I could shake my head and flip myself off her hook. “Let’s not worry about others Fran; tonight I want you to be my date.” I said with an honest smile on my lips.

“For the whole night?” Fran asked.

I smiled again and replied. “Absolutely for the whole night.”

“Well if you promise me it’s for all night, how can I turn you down?” Fran answered.

Whew, I thought, got off the hook fairly easily.

Fran uncrossed her legs and stood up. I saw her glance around the office to see if anyone was watching just before she grabbed my crotch. “I’m gonna fuck you senseless tonight.”

I moved back pulling my loins from her grasp. “Counting on it.” I replied.

Fran was now smiling broadly and said “I’ll see you at five then.”

Promptly at five of five, I shut down my PC and cleaned up my work space. I was anxious for the evening festivities to get started. I’d have an opportunity to talk with Fran about the apparent rumors around the office, Richman’s fantasy about fucking her, Fran’s plans for getting her divorce action started and spring the fact on her that she was going to be fucking Marshall and Kay instead of just me.

As I waited for the elevator Fran and our receptionist Janice joined me. I stepped in and moved to the back of the car. Fran stood beside me her sparkling blue eyes and broad smile confirmed she was looking forward to Happy Hour. Janice pressed the button marked “L” and we all kept silent while the elevator dropped to the entry level.

“Have a good night.” I said to Janice as she stepped out of the elevator before Fran and me.

“You too Allen.” She replied as she hurried off toward her car.

Fran paused a moment in the lobby giving Janice enough time to get outside. “Where’s happy hour?” She asked.

I wanted to avoid the possible complication of running into Mindy so Brewster’s was out of the question instead suggesting. “How about the Tiki Lounge at the Crown?”

Fran replied. “It’s a little out of the way but I’ve heard the crowd is fairly sparse there so we’ll have some privacy.”

“Do you mind driving yourself?” I asked knowing that seeing Fran and I drive off together would only fuel the rumors.

“No problem.” Fran said with a grin on her pink lips.

As I pulled out of the lot following Fran, my cell phone rang. I figured it was Kay but much to my surprise the caller id showed Staci’s name.

I answered her call with a little trepidation about what she was going to say. “Hi Staci.”

“Is this a good time Allen?” Staci asked.

I replied. “Yes, I’m just driving.”

I prepared myself for the worst.

“Allen I’ve been doing a lot of thinking since Sunday morning.” She started.

I didn’t respond.

Staci continued. “First I want to thank you for your honesty about your relationships with other women a lot of men I’ve known would have lied about something like this and try to keep me in the dark.”

“I did tell you I’d be honest with you.” I answered.

“I want you to understand that this isn’t about the sex, our love making Saturday night was incredible.” Staci continued.

Somehow I expected her admission that our sex was incredible to be followed by a huge “but”.

She hesitated a little before speaking again. “Allen someday I want to settle down get married and start a family.”

“I understand Staci.” I replied fully expecting her to tell me a relationship with me could hamper her plans.

“I want you to understand that I’m going to continue searching for my life partner, but.” She said.

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Grandma Heather

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It was shortly after I had turned 40 that I ended up moving to a new town after the promotion I’d been working so hard for came through along with a transfer. I’d done pretty well for myself and found a nice townhouse in a good part of town and I was close enough to my hometown that I was able to recruit enough friends and family to help me unpack the small truck I’d driven, loaded with all of my earthly possessions. While my mother lamented that I was 40 and still not married, I was happy with my life and my job; I had my nieces and nephews as my surrogate kids and did pretty well with the ladies. I just hadn’t found Ms. Right yet.

Once I was settled in, I wanted to start to get to know what the town had to offer. Since my brothers and most of my friends who lived in nearby towns were married, I was pretty much on my own. It occurred to me one day while I was at the office to check Facebook and see if, since I wasn’t all that far from my hometown, any of my friends or even acquaintances from high school had settled there as well. I was pleasantly surprised to find that a woman I’d known since elementary school was living in town, so I sent her a friend request and let her know I’d just moved to town. It didn’t take long for Heather to accept me as a friend so I was able to read her profile and discovered that she was both single and a grandmother! Since we were the same age, I knew the math worked out that being a 40-year-old grandmother was feasible, but it still came as a shock, having never been married, that there were people my age with grandchildren.

When I got over the shock, I looked through Heather’s photos and received another minor shock as I thought to myself that she looked like no grandmother I had ever seen. Of course I may have seen plenty of grandmothers who were hotties and just never had any idea that they were grandmothers, but as I looked through Heather’s photos I was thinking that she looked much hotter than I remembered her back in high school. I also didn’t remember her tits being so big, which I did know could have been from having children, but it certainly got my attention. I was also a bit intrigued by the tattoo that was visible on her chest in one of her photos. I’m sure she took a look through my profile, though I didn’t know whether she was as impressed by me, and we exchanged a few messages before she finally suggested some face-to-face communication at a local watering hole.

I didn’t head over there thinking about banging a granny, but was definitely interested in seeing if she looked as appealing in person and whether there was any chemistry. My initial reason for wanting to hook up with her was still valid; I was new in town and wanted somebody who knew her way around to help me acclimate. Anything beyond that would be a bonus. I took it as a good sign when Heather showed up at the bar that she was looking pretty hot. She hadn’t dressed güvenilir bahis like she was on the prowl, but she had definitely put some effort into looking her best and I was duly impressed. The place was a classier than a beer-and-a-shot joint so we both ended up ordering red wine and slipped easily into conversation. I managed to keep my eyes off her cleavage and the nearby tattoo that was partly visible but I was definitely feeling an attraction and wasn’t even thinking about the fact that there were a couple of little kids who regularly called her grandma.

The conversation flowed from our hometown, who we still kept in touch with and memories of growing up together to my job, both of our relationship statuses and histories and her take on the town we were both now living in. Things were really clicking so, when Heather mentioned that we shouldn’t be sitting inside on such a nice night when we could be drinking better wine with a lower markup on her balcony and enjoying some fresh air, I was game and took care of the tab so that we could split. Her apartment was walking distance from the bar, so I left my car behind as she took my arm and we headed to her place. Even at that point I wasn’t assuming that I’d be getting lucky; I was enjoying hanging out with her and not really thinking of trying to steer things elsewhere.

As I checked out the view at the railing of Heather’s balcony, with a glass of cabernet in my hand, she settled into one of two chaise lounges with a small table between them. There really wasn’t a whole lot to see, so I soon reclined on the other chair and set my glass on the table. One of the things I noticed lying there was that there wasn’t anyplace nearby that had a view onto her balcony, which actually made me think about sunbathing rather than getting laid out there. I asked her about the amount of sun she got since it appeared that she had a lot of privacy for sunbathing. She replied that her balcony was ideal for sunbathing, which was why she didn’t have any tanlines. I turned my head to look at her and she just smiled back mischievously so I called her a tease.

“I am most definitely not a tease,” she replied as she started to stand. I thought for a brief moment that I might have offended her until she started to unbutton her blouse. “I am going to show you that I don’t have a single tanline on my body and you are welcome to put in as much effort as you feel necessary to confirm that.”

My cock was getting hard as her massive cleavage and the ornate tattoo beside it both came into view. She let her blouse drop to the deck, leaving her chest covered with just an extremely sexy bra, then opened her jeans and my eyes traveled down over her stomach to watch as her panties were revealed. She didn’t appear overly tanned, but as her jeans hit her ankles and she kicked them away, I wasn’t seeing any lighter skin to do a comparison. Before she removed her bra, she turned around to show me that she was wearing a thong and that her ass looked outstanding while asking me if I’d spotted any tanlines yet. I admitted that I hadn’t but suggested that if she kept going, I would keep looking.

Facing me again, she reached back to unfasten her bra and my eyes were fixated on her cleavage as the cups started to slide down the slopes of her breasts. I wasn’t surprised or disappointed when her big breasts settled quite a bit on her chest, thinking only of getting my hands and mouth on them and, possibly, my dick between them. Her areolas were quite large and darker pink while her nipples were thick and hard, türkçe bahis not unlike my cock as it threatened to burst from my jeans. I was so distracted by her tits that I almost forgot about her awesome tattoo and only got a peek at it before I saw that she was starting to slide her thong panties off. It occurred to me that she wouldn’t need to trim down her bush if she wasn’t wearing a swimsuit to tan, but it appeared as though she trimmed it down anyway. Her pussy lips were shaved smooth and she had a nice, light brown landing strip above them.

She walked around me, turning and showing me everything she had, and I still couldn’t detect a single tanline so I told her as much.

“I knew you wouldn’t,” she replied as she leaned down, her big tits swinging, and caressed the bulge in my jeans, “but I wanted to get naked for you anyway.”

She opened my jeans and worked them and my underwear down while I reached out to fondle her tits, hefting their weight in my hands and caressing her hard nipples until they were out of my reach. While she cast my jeans and underwear aside, I shed my shirt and lay there naked with my tool pointing skyward as she moved up and straddled me. My hands went right back to her tits as she took my cock and guided it to her approaching pussy, lowering herself onto it once she was lined up. Even though the neighbors couldn’t see us, if they were outside enjoying the nice night like we were, they certainly heard us both moan as her hot, wet pussy fully engulfed my throbbing tool. She started to bounce up and down on my tool while I continued to fondle her luscious titties.

Admittedly, her pussy was not the tightest I’d ever fucked, but not only was it extremely hot and incredibly wet, she also knew how to work that thing in a way that a young, inexperienced girl typically didn’t. So, while her tits were a nice distraction, there was no way I could be completely distracted from the feeling of her pussy sliding up and down my cock. She seemed to be enjoying my cock, too, judging by the sounds she was making. She gradually started to lean further forward which allowed me to get my lips and tongue on her nipples as she rocked forward and back. I was pushing up into her each time she came down, pushing my cock as deeply into her as I could. My hands eventually migrated around from her tits to her ass for leverage as I pushed up into her while I still continued to lick and suck her hard nipples.

The longer she fucked me, the harder she was riding and the louder she was getting. I stopped trying to lick her swinging tits and just dropped my head back to watch them while continuing to grip her ass. Although fucking her felt incredible, I wasn’t feeling my orgasm beginning to build yet but I could tell by the noises she was making and the way her pussy was feeling that she was well on her way. I would have been happy to have her tits in my face, my hands on her ass and her pussy sliding up and down my cock for the rest of the night, but that didn’t end up happening and I wasn’t the least bit disappointed. When she slammed herself down on me hard and didn’t rise up again, I felt her body trembling as a long, low moan escaped her. I just lay there as she came, ready for whatever she wanted to do next once she was completely satisfied.

When she opened her eyes and looked down at me, she asked me if I would like to fuck her tits. I nodded enthusiastically and she laughed before dismounting me. She lay on the other chaise as I stood and moved over to straddle her, laying my throbbing tool between her big, güvenilir bahis siteleri fleshy beauties. She squeezed them together and I started to slowly slide my cock between them. I wouldn’t say that fucking her tits felt better than fucking her hot, wet pussy, but it certainly was close. My cock slid against the warm flesh and I could feel the stirrings of an orgasm very soon after I started. Since she was holding her tits together for me, my hands were free so I reached back with one hand and gently stroked her clit. She let out a moan and spread her legs wider but her gaze never strayed from my cockhead appearing from and disappearing into her cleavage.

My gaze was alternating between her luscious tits, large areolas and hard nipples and her cute face and bright blue eyes. I realized that not only hadn’t I kissed her yet, but I also hadn’t tasted her pussy or slipped my cock into her mouth. As I felt my orgasm continuing to build, I wasn’t all that concerned because I had a feeling that, not only was this night just beginning, but it also wasn’t likely to be a one-time occurrence. I enjoyed the feel of sliding my cock between her tits as I contemplated spewing onto her chest or into her mouth and ultimately decided that there was still more that I wanted to do. When I was not quite on the verge of cumming, I slipped my cock from her cleavage and leaned down to kiss her. We made out passionately for a moment before I pulled away and repositioned myself so that my cock was hanging over her face and her trim bush was directly below mine.

While she wrapped her warm mouth around my tool, I lowered my head and started to lick her juicy slit. She moaned as I lapped up her juices before focusing my licking on her clit while slipping a couple of fingers into her. She was pumping my cock while sliding her lips up and down it and I knew it wouldn’t take long before I found myself on the verge of cumming. Being focused on eating her pussy allowed me to enjoy her oral skills for a bit, but I could feel the pleasure building quickly and knew she’d be swallowing my load before she came again. Her talent proved too much and I raised my head to enjoy it while continuing to finger her slippery pussy. My breathing was getting heavy as the pleasure built to higher and higher levels before I exploded into her mouth with a moan. She continued to suck me off until I was completely spent and when she lowered her head, so did I.

I went back to voraciously eating her hot pussy, sliding my fingers in and out of it while licking and sucking her clit. Without my cock in her mouth to distract her, she was able to really focus on enjoying the feelings that were emanating from her pussy and quickly got noisier as she rocked her hips toward my face. I could feel her pussy becoming more engorged around my fingers as well as even wetter than it had already been. She was getting loud again as she got closer to cumming, to the point where even her neighbors sitting inside with the windows open might be hearing her. I was pleased that she was not only obviously feeling good due to my actions but that she wasn’t afraid to let it be known in no uncertain terms.

She started to tense up right before she let out a wail of pleasure and started to shake. I continued eating her until she’d settled down and let out a long sigh. Straightening up again, I grabbed my glass of wine and sat beside her. She brought the back of her chair up and grabbed her own glass of wine as we just kind of gazed at each other for a moment.

“I’m glad you moved to town,” she said, finally.

“I’m happy to be here,” I replied as I ran my fingers through her hair.

We finished our wine and headed inside, dropping our clothes on the floor of her bedroom before jumping into her bed to continue the festivities.

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My Cheerleader

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She was 5’5″ in sneakers and had legs for miles. Creamy white skin dotted with freckles stretched over a small frame and topped with flaming red hair, she was every boy’s wet dream. And on Fridays, when she wore that cheerleader’s uniform, she was half the girls’ wet dream, too.

Oh sure, most folks would never look at us and say we would ever be friends, much less do some of the things we’ve done together. But then, looks are deceiving, aren’t they? And when the game was over on Friday nights, she didn’t go home and study like everyone thought she did. And she didn’t go out and celebrate like her parents thought she did. Nope. She met me in the storage shed down by the old softball field. That’s where little Miss Perfect turned into little Miss Lesbian.

There were a few things I’d always done well at. Turns out, fucking chicks is one of them. Oh yeah, I’m a stereotype. I played softball, hated wearing dresses, and talked really lewdly. But that also meant I had strong arms, looked good in jeans, and had a mouth meant for doing dirty shit. And if you think you’re surprised she wanted me, imagine how I felt when she approached me for the first time!

I’d been tasked with putting away the softball gear, again, in the rain. Cursing a storm and drenched, I threw open the door to the storage shed and damn near pissed myself when I saw her inside, “What the fuck?” I took a step inside and eyed her suspiciously, “What the hell are you doing in here?”

She arched an eyebrow, crossed an arm in front of her and puffed the cigarette she held in her other hand, “None of your damn business.”

“Oh, watch out,” I mocked her, “Jesus doesn’t like it when good girls cuss.”

“As if I give one fuck about Jesus and what He wants.”

Putting the bats and bags down with a huff, I reached out my hand, “Can I have a drag?”

She looked me up and down, “I don’t know. Don’t you have cooties or something?”

“Why?” I smirked, “You jealous you didn’t get a taste of me first?”

“If I wanted a taste of you, I’d get a taste of you,” she quipped, passing me the cigarette.

“You think so, huh?” I took a long drag and handed it back to her, “Thanks.” I took a minute to look her over. She was damn pretty. I started thinking of all the things I could do to her. All the things I’d make her do to me. I must have been staring because she ended up punching me on the shoulder, “What?”

“You were staring at me so hard I thought my clothes were going to melt off.”

Too tough to be caught off guard, I shot back, “If I have to melt your clothes off, you don’t want me bad enough.” I turned to stack the baskets of softballs when she gave me chills with her reply.

“I never said you’d have to, I just said you were. All you’d really have to do is ask.”

I don’t think the word “shocked” quite fits the feeling that came over me. Like little scenes of a movie, a porno to be exact, I saw her in every conceivable position I could get her in… naked and begging me not to stop. Slowly, I turned to her, “Just ask, huh?”

She eyed me and flicked the cigarette butt out the door and into the rain, “Yeah. I bet you’ve never fucked a cheerleader.”

That’s when I felt it. That burn in my gut she created simmered there for the first time and I haven’t been able to put it out since, “Not yet.” I looked her up and down, licking my lips, and asked, “So, are you hoping to be my first?”

“Do you promise to call me a slut and not stop ’til I’m screaming?” When I hesitated, she scoffed, “We’re both eighteen and of age. Neither of us is jail bait.”

Honesty has always been a policy of mine, so I gave her an honest answer, “I’ll call you whatever the fuck you want me to call you as long as you let me do what I want with you.” I took a step toward her, thinking she’d move away but she didn’t. Instead, she put her hands on her hips and smiled.

“Then it looks like you’re gonna get to fuck your first cheerleader.”

The distance between us was cleared with another step from me and then her lips, soft and tasting like nicotine, were on mine. She kissed me like she’d never kissed another human being and when I slipped my tongue into güvenilir bahis her mouth, she sucked it hard, making me wet faster than anyone I’d ever known.

I pushed her against the wall of the shed as her hands pulled my tank top off. Using my body against her, I pinned her and slid my hands around both breasts. When I squeezed gently, she moaned and I could feel her nipples pressing against the fabric. I reached around her and unzipped the top to peel it off. Once it was gone, I realized she didn’t have a bra on. Her breasts were perfect. I couldn’t get enough of them. Her nipples reached for me and fuck, I ate them up. She moaned and groaned, buried her hands in my hair, and hissed, “Bite them.” That’s when I realized she didn’t want me to gentle with her. She wanted me to leave a mark on more than her memory.

Her ass, round, soft, and perfect, was a magnet to my hands. I reached around her and grabbed it firmly, pulling her hard against me. Then I slid my hands into the bloomers she was required to wear under that flirty little skirt and found that she had no underwear on, “Oh you’re a nasty little bitch.” I couldn’t help but smile, “Do you always wear nothing under here?”

Nodding and gasping she answered me, “Every Friday.”

“Good,” I replied as my fingers slid into her pussy, “that means I can fuck you this easily every Friday.” She was wet. God almighty she was soaking fucking wet and as I pumped my fingers into her, it made the sexiest, sweetest smacking sound. She’d closed her eyes and let her head fall back. I kissed her throat and started talking to her, “Shit, baby. I thought you were a horny girl, but you’re just a little slut, aren’t you?” She grunted when I flicked her clit with my thumb. I smiled and kept talking, “I wonder what those boys would think of you if they saw you right now. Here you are, your legs spread open, topless, and getting fingered by another girl. Not to mention you’re fucking loving it! You’ve thought about this for a while, haven’t you?”

“Yes,” she answered. “I’ve wanted you to fuck me for a very long time. But you never looked at me.”

“Oh baby,” I smiled, “I looked. Trust me. I thought about bending you over several times.” She shivered and groaned, making me smile, “Oh you like that idea, huh?”

“Fuck yeah,” she whispered. “Where would you bend me over?”

My fingers were buried deep and she felt amazing. I could tell that the more I talked, the wetter she was getting. So I thought I’d give her a little more, “How about in the library? We could be discreet. You could bend over a table. Then I could come up behind you wearing a little strap I have at home.” I could feel her starting to throb and the powerful feeling that gave me was intoxicating, “I wouldn’t be able to move much so you’d have to work your pussy up and down on it. But I bet you’d do it, wouldn’t you?” She could only nod, “You’d fuck that fake cock really good, wouldn’t you?”

Grunting and grinding on my fingers, she’d finally managed to find enough of a voice to answer, “Fuck yeah. But you’d have to hold me down.”

That sent a little shiver through me, “Oh, and I would. I’d push your face down on the table and make you take the whole thing deep. Is that what you’d want me to do? Fuck you hard like a nasty whore?”

“Oh God, yes,” she moaned.

I could feel her starting to drip and knew she was close, “Come on, baby. You know what I want. Give it to me.”

Like the porn star of my wildest dreams she spit back, “Take it.”

With renewed vigor and a slight hint of anger, I bent my head and bit her nipple, making her gasp and her body clamped on my fingers. When I flicked my tongue over it, she sighed and ground harder against me. I bit again and then, holding the nipple in my teeth, flicked my tongue over the tip. The muscles in her body that had once milked and sucked on my fingers gripped them now like a vice. She was going to cum for me and I was going to enjoy every wet fucking minute of it. “That’s it, you little slut. Cum on my fingers.”

She shuddered, closed her eyes, and came so hard I didn’t know if her body would ever let my fingers go, “Shit. Fuck yes. Oh my God!” Her hands türkçe bahis gripped my shoulders and her nipples drew up into pointed little peaks as her hips rolled around and around, slowing with each rotation, “God damn. Fuck.” Breathing heavily and thoroughly satisfied, she wiped her forehead and looked at me, “I needed that so damn bad.”

Letting my fingers fall away from her, I stepped back and smiled, “My pleasure.”

For a long moment, she stood there looking at me, then she motioned with one finger, “Come here.”

Not sure what she wanted, I hesitated, “Why?”

“Because I want some of you now,” I could have sworn she was almost pouting.

“Nah,” I brushed it off, “I’m just fine. Don’t worry about it.”

“Did I ask you if you were fine or not?” Her voice had gone back to the biting, irritated tone it’d had before, “No. I didn’t. Now come here.”

I leaned against the wall opposite her, “No. I said I’m fine.”

With a huff, she pushed herself off the wall and approached me. When she was within arm’s reach, she stared me straight in the face, “And I said I want some of you.” Before I knew it, she had my jeans unbuttoned and was pulling them down my legs.

No one had ever gotten me off without my help and I hadn’t wanted to frustrate her, but if she insisted, who was I to deny her the chance to prove everyone else wrong? I figured I’d let her try for a while and then let her off the hook by getting her worked up again.

When she finally got the jeans off me, she motioned to my sports bra, “Take that off.” I did as I was told and she got naked herself. She pressed her body against mine and kissed me deep. The girl could kiss, there was no denying that. And when she pinched my nipple, she got the response she wanted, a groan and stiff little nub to play with. Flicking my nipple with her finger, she kissed down my neck. If she was aiming to heat me up, she was doing a remarkable job.

But when she knelt down in front of me and looked up at me with those big eyes, I wasn’t prepared for the response my body gave her. And when she slipped a finger against my clit, she could feel the response, “Ooh,” she cooed, “looks like you could use a little help here.” With her hands on my hips, she guided me to sit on the trunk next to where I’d been leaning. She spread my legs and put my heels up on it, giving her all the access she needed.

Her little pink tongue slipped out of her lips and down my thigh and I thought this could be promising. I watched as she let her fingertips graze my wetness and then felt the pressure of her finger slipping into me. I admit now that it felt damn good. And when that little tongue darted out and flicked against my clit, I buried my hand in her hair and pushed her further into my pussy, “Yes, baby, suck me.”

Like an expert, she flicked and sucked my clit then rolled her tongue around it in circles. Working me up slowly, she pumped her finger a few times and then buried it to leave it in me while she sucked my clit again. This starting and stopping was driving me mad with lust, “Fuck me. Shit, please fuck me.”

Then she looked up at me with the most innocent look she could muster and asked shyly, “Is that how you like it? Am I doing a good job?”

It’s important to note that one of my biggest turn-ons is having a reluctant nympho learn how to fuck by fucking me. So when she looked for all the world like the little virgin of my dreams, I knew this was going to be the best fuck of my life. I nodded, “Yes, baby. You’re doing just fine. Put another finger in me, though.” As she obeyed, I could feel the two fingers stretching me, “That’s a good girl. Now move them in and out.”

“Ooh,” she smiled at me, “you’re really wet now. Can I taste you again?” Her fingers were the perfect size to make me completely mute with pleasure so I could only nod. Her tongue, soft and wet, fluttered over my clit, sending shock waves through my body. She sucked a little and moaned, “You taste good.” Then she looked up at me again with those big eyes, “Am I fucking you good?”

“Oh yes, baby,” I encouraged her, “you’re fucking me just right.”

“Mmm,” she moaned, making me weak in the knees, güvenilir bahis siteleri “I like fucking you. You taste so good.” A few pumps of her fingers later, she asked as innocently as she could, “Can I stick my tongue in you now?”

My body reacted to this request by getting even wetter and I could barely whisper, “Yes. Pull your fingers out slow and kiss my pussy again.”

Doing just as she was told, she leaned in and softly kissed my clit. I thought I was gonna cum right then and there, but I managed to hold off, “Like this?” She leaned in again and kissed it, “I like kissing your clit. But I like licking it better.”

“Then lick it if you want to, honey. Lick it all over.”

That little tongue flicked out and licked my clit like it was the tip of a popsicle. I could feel the soles of my feet burning when she flicked her tongue back and forth on it. She asked softly, “Can I suck it, too?”

“Yes, baby, you can.” Making the sexiest “o” shape with her mouth, she sucked my clit between her lips and it was all I could do not to shove her face into my pussy, “Shit. Oh God, you’re doing such a good job.”

“Yay me,” she beamed. “I’m gonna stick my tongue in you now. Is that okay?”

I nodded and spread my lips open for her, “Go ahead and slide it in, baby.”

That beautiful, amazing little tongue slid into me and the whole world went white for a moment. She pushed it in and pulled it out then did it again, “Oh you taste so good!” Rapidly, she pistoned her tongue in and out of my pussy, making me tremble all over. She wrapped her arms around my thighs and pulled me closer to her, “I want more.”

She was making me feel things I’d never felt with anyone else. I couldn’t believe how close she had me without even trying. I closed my eyes and just let her tongue me. At some point, my hands ended up grasping her by the hair and pulling her mouth closer to me. My hips, with a mind of their own, ground against her pretty little face and I opened my eyes to watch as the school’s head cheerleader ate my pussy like a pro. When I got really close, she focused on my clit and shoved two fingers deep into me. I gasped, “Fuck me hard.”

Her face was covered with my juices and what wasn’t on her face was dripping off her fingers. But, to her credit, she never let up. She kept moaning as if she were enjoying every second. Once or twice she managed to say things to me. Once she said, “Fuck my face, bitch.” She sent chills all over me when she growled, “Cum on my face like I’m a little pussy-licking whore.” She had me so turned on, I couldn’t believe it. And then she started stroking my G-spot.

That’s when I lost my mind and just let everything go, “Fuck yes. Oh God. Fuck my pussy. Shit. Yes, baby. Fuck me. Eat my pussy. Don’t stop til I cum. God you eat pussy so good! Yes. Eat me. Fuck me faster. Shit. Ohh my god! Such a good little slut you are. Make me cum, you little bitch. Make me cum on those fingers. Fuck me. Oh shit, baby, fuck me.” The tightening reached a fever pitch and I knew she was going to be the first person to ever get me off without a single bit of help from me. And I was going to lay right where I was and let her suck it out of me, “I’m gonna cum. Holy shit, babe, I’m gonna cum.” My heartbeat and breathing stopped at the same time my back arched and my body erupted, “Fuuuuck! FUCK! Oh shit! Oh my GOD!” I shook and shivered. Chills broke out all over, my nipples got rock hard, my body gushed, and I was lightheaded. Never, ever in my life had I cum that hard before.

Breathing hard, but very proud of herself, she kissed my quivering thighs and gently stretched my legs out for me, resting my heels on the ground. Then she did something I didn’t expect her to do… she got up, put her clothes back on, and turned to me, “That was fun.” She wiped her chin, leaned down and kissed me deep, then turned to leave. Just before she walked through the door of the shed she turned, “I’ll meet you here every Friday after the game. And if you see me in the halls alone, feel free to check how wet I am. But if you ever tell a soul about this, I’ll deny it til I’m dead.” She turned but then added, “Oh,” she looked back over her shoulder, “next week, wear the strap. I want you to tie me up and fuck me from behind.”

I watched her walk away, slightly appalled, totally spent, and already planning how I’d get the strap to school and wear it all day without anyone knowing.

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I am a 64 year old married white male and as many of us come to realize, it is common for us to almost naturally develop ‘Bucket List’ things we might try or explore with no intention of making them permanent.

Hypnosis is like that to me, specifically erotic hypnosis. I have offered hypnosis to others at a parlor trick level, but had not been able to be hypnotized because of a lack of a ’tist to offer the service.

Recently I met Phil, a man that does hypnotism, including erotic hypnosis. As acquaintances, we understood our common curiosity and playful view of hypnosis. When he asked me what I would like to be hypnotized to do, I immediately offered that I’d like to me put under and then talked into an erection and a hands-free orgasm. Not only did Phil say he had done this before, he offered to try it with me if I wanted. I wanted. We decided to meet the next afternoon when he was off and his condo would very quite. I went over and when he ushered me in, it was about as calming as those folks that do massages in an almost worshipful environment. I was almost immediately at ease. We talked for just a few minutes and Phil suggested that he explain how he would try to do this before we actually began.

Phil said that I would sit in his ‘space chair’, an easy chair with many angles silently adjustable by remote control that he would hold. I would be nude as erections and ejaculations were key to this working. he would tape my wrists to the arms of the chair, not to restrict me, but so that I could know that I had not touched myself and subconsciously ‘cheated’. Phil went on to say that this process could take from one to three sixty minute sessions. He recommended that we plan for all three and if an early session was successful, we would use remaining sessions to build on our success. Phil asked if I had any other questions, but I did not.

As I got nude, Phil placed a large beach towel on the ‘space chair’, turned the music and lighting even lower, and turned the thermostat warmer.

I am far from massively endowed, and by habit, when I get nude I almost subconsciously rearrange my penis and pull on güvenilir bahis it to straighten it out and stretch the skin that pants seem to crumple up and compress. I then sat down, almost more like laid down, in the chair. Phil approached me and placed a sort of paper tape around my wrists very loosely. I was not restrained, but if I moved my hands very much at all, it would clearly tear the paper tape. This is part of proving the hands-free orgasm.

Phil sat to my side and began a hushed drone of relaxing mantra of relaxing phrases. I progressively fell out of remembering …

Later, I realized that I was alert and my first thought was that the project had failed. Gradually, I became aware of the relaxed state that was part of post-orgasmic glow. Even more, I realized a cool, moist sensation and when I looked down at my belly, there was, indeed about a tablespoon-full of semen. I had actually cum.

Reflexively, I moved my hands and actually felt the paper tape tear, so I knew that I had actually experienced a hands-free orgasm!

When I told Phil that I was so glad to have actually reached a bucket-list goal, he shared with me that I had actually ALMOST reached my goal, not actually reached it.

“What do you mean almost?” I asked.

Phil answered, “Well, this process usually takes three or even four times before it is truly hands-free.” He went on to say “Usually, the ’tist has to embed physical signals and stimuli to associate with the words the ’tist uses during the trance.” After a short pause … “I actually touched you to enable the arousal and the ejaculation.”

Phil allowed that to sink in and then continued “I actually massaged your penis and balls to get you to a firm erection. and then I concentrated on the trance words that you will now relate to getting hard. I am very confident that I can bring you to erection solely with words. That will be the main goal of the next session – if you decide to continue.”

My mind was reeling. I had a dozen thoughts at the same moment. “I guess I thought this would work on the first try. I really wasn’t thinking about three or four türkçe bahis sessions…”

We continued with back and forth chatter, but in the end, I agreed to return the next morning for session two.

I was not sure how to feel about session one. The part I remembered before and right after the trance were fine, I was just unsure about the part where Phil had aroused me manually.

The next morning proceeded much as the first session. I was equally afraid to ask about any more touching, but afraid to lose the good feelings of the previous session.

I took my clothes off and sat in the space chair once more. Phil adjusted the lights, the music, and took his place in his chair.

His mantra-like taize-style invocation began calling the trance over me. As I was so acquainted, I easily slipped into trance. Time, time, time changed. Passed. Time.

I don’t know when I regained positive awareness of the present. But I did. I assessed myself and felt like I was back to normal. In my collections, I realized that I was feeling the post-ejaculation glow and simultaneously looked down and saw the pool of ejaculate. Mine. Pooling around my navel. Again.

Like the last session, I asked Phil to talk about the session. I told him I wondered about the ‘hands-free’ nature of the session.

Phil offereed “I understand your concern, but part of hypnosis is to associate one feeling or situation with another. Then, we eventually substitute a new set of circumstances or situations with an old set of circumstances or situations with a new outcome or result.” He went on “like a smoker, for example, we walk through a set of events and instead of lighting up, we reach for gum. In your case, we change the old preceding steps and substitute the new steps for the same old outcome.”

I rebutted, “But you having to touch me is not really hands-free, is it?”

“No, but I touched you much less this time, almost not at all. I think youare almost ready for truly, completely hands-free.”

I came back, “you mean I may be all hands-free next time?”

Phil, paused and said “most likely, but if it takes two güvenilir bahis siteleri or even three more sessions, I am sure you can make it. I think you are ready for the ‘Final phase’. Let’s do another session and plan on success. Okay?”

I wanted to make true ‘hands-free’, but I also was less and less comfortable with the recent events. I am not gay, I am not bi-, although I am also way far less anti-gay than I used to be, I still was not 100% comfortable with the sessions.

The next day we scheduled a third session a few days later. I arrived, we chatted, and I knew the drill, so I stripped and, nude as the day I was born, sat in the chair. Phil attached the paper tape and took his seat about 9 or 10 feet away. This time, though, he took out handcuffs and cuffed himself to his chair. He flipped me the key, it landed between my knees. I realized that his time, he would not touch me.

Phil watched as I looked at the key and realized its meaning. He knew that I understood. He nodded and began the trance inducing talk.

I have never been on the trance receiving end of things before this series of sessions. Now, I was, though, and NO amount of hypnotizing others can truly prepare you for this.

When the trance was closing, I began the familiar review of my body, and again, I felt the pool of semen on my belly. Immediately alert, I felt my taped hands and saw Phil holding his cuffed hands at his seat. I had done it. I had gone hands-free! My cock still dripped into the base of the pool with substantial splattering around my stomach and chest – this had been a good physical release with a matching internal release that I was not remembering, but was aware had happened to some degree.

Phil said “We can do more if you want. Think about it. The next steps might be to implant a trigger that you can associate with some object, like a book, and when you touch, here, or see the trigger you can lay or sit down and self-trance with these same results. Or we can even plant the trance with sex with a partner, if you want.”

“I’d like to think about it, but those things sound great, let me work through this and call you?” I answered.

And as I got dressed and said goodbye, we exchanged pleasantries, Phil hoping – and me pretty sure – that I’d call back and explore more. We shook hands and parted.

When should I call him back?

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The feeling was mutual – We were both nervous as hell, but ready to take the next step. I’d been wanting to make the first move for a while, but because this was to be my first time, I had been too worried about doing it ‘right’.

Shannon was the man of my dreams, he was smart, make me laugh like no one before him, he was sexy and knew the right time to be serious; something I found rather unusual for a man of his age – He was 19, and I was 18.

We took things slow, there was a lot of kissing and heavy petting, which made me want him all the more. But still we continued slowly; after all, we were both young, so there wasn’t any real need to rush things.

Lying in bed with him was the highlight of my day; I loved being wrapped in his strong, caring arms. I loved the feeling of his body pressed against mine. The heat emitted form him warmed my soul, and started a fire in me which I have never before had lit.

After a few months of us only using our hands to please one another, it became time for mouths and tongues to become involved; I’ll always remember the first time Shannon went down on me. We were at his place, in bed watching a movie, when I started to feel the familiar tingling between my legs. I began to shift around in my place, growing uncomfortable with the wet spot that was rapidly increasing between my thighs.

“What’s wrong?” He asked. His tone soft and soothing; it made me want him even more. I bit my bottom lip, looked down then gazed up at him, throwing my best bedroom eyes. His face lit up as if he had just won the lottery. He knew how horny I was, and with the growing bulge I could feel pushing against my leg, I could tell he was getting there too.

“Is my baby horny?” He asked, his up tone different from normal, the soft caring tone had now become rushed and deep.

“Yes.” I giggled, laying back, “What are you going to do about it?” He smiled and lowered his lips to meet mine. As they touched I was instantly covered in goosebumps, his feather soft caresses sending bolts of electricity through my skin. I let out a deep moan as he moved his hand up under my shirt, rubbing my nipples through the fabric of my bra, which caused them to harden almost instantly. I pushed him off a bit, to remove my shirt and bra. He did the same, stripping down to his now tight boxer shorts. He stayed upright and ran his eyes over my body. He could see my chest heaving up and down; I was licking my lips and silently beckoning him towards me. He obeyed as he always does, and bent down to kiss me once more.

This time though the kiss was deeper, more passionate and desperate; our tongues met and danced together, my hand on the back of his hair, gripping a large tuft of it between my fingers, tugging on it ever-so lightly while we made out.

After what seemed like an eternity of innocent bliss, his hand once again made its way up my body, searching out, and finding my erect nipple. He gave it a light pinch as he put his leg over mine, slowly grinding his very erect cock against my trembling leg.

We stopped kissing as he put his head against my neck, grinding a bit harder he let out a soft moan into my ear, his hot breath filling me, claming me as it’s own – Making me crave that same breath on and around güvenilir bahis my pussy. “Please….” My words were drawn out and breathless, “Go down on me.” These words were like gold to him. He lifted his head up and looked me in the eye.

“Are you sure babe?” I simply nodded; I’d known for a long time that I’d wanted his head buried between my thighs, I had just been too afraid to ask.

He began his decent by kissing down my neck, along my collarbone and over my breast. He stopped to lick, kiss and bite my nipples, helping me to become even wetter, so much so that I could feel a little dribbling down along my thigh.

As his kisses reached my belly button, my body was full to the brim with the most intense lust and craving for sexual pleasure I had ever had, or will ever have. My clit was throbbing along to the beat of my heart, and Shannon was getting closer than ever to tasting what he does to me. As he made his way over my hip, my legs grew tense, and my knees locked. The adrenaline was now flowing thorough my body, making my heart skip several beats at a time. He could feel how overheated I was already getting, and looked up at me. “Baby, calm down.” He told me with a smirk plastered across his face, “Let me actually get to your pussy before you cum.” I blushed a crimson red. I was really embarrassed, but he just saw it as a sign of how much I wanted him.

With that, I smiled down at him, staring deep into his love-stricken eyes. I lay back down and put my left hand on the back of his head, urging him to continue on, which he did immediately.

I closed my eyes as his soft lips continued to caress my skin, his tongue making brief appearances along my body. As he worked lower and lower, kissing around – but not touching my pussy, I arched my back and let out a soft moan.

His kisses parted my legs, forcing them, although by magic to open for his pleasure. His tongue darted along my goosebump-covered thighs, down and across my knee. He looked up at me for a brief second, his face was flushed, and his eyes looked soft, yet deep with lust and craving for my body. As he pressed his lips back upon my thigh, he whispered “I love you,” Into my soft flesh.

The deep breaths that I was taking, now changed into words – “I love you too,” was my reply. His kisses rose back up to my panty line, and his tongue writhed out from his mouth, to touch and caress my tender skin. Each stroke of his tongue sent me closer and closer to orgasm, and I knew that once his mouth was upon my wet, swollen clit, I wouldn’t be able to contain myself any longer.

As if on cue, I felt his warm, rough fingers begin to rub and stroke my pussy lips. He was getting them all wet and slippery with my juices. Teasing me, wanting me to beg him for release, I wouldn’t. He continued touching my wet pussy, parting its lips and rubbing my wet slit. He ran his finger all around my clit, but never touching it. I arched my back and took in sharp breaths each time he neared, but they were all in vain.

I couldn’t take this constant, cruel teasing anymore and just wanted him to make me cum. I wanted to feel his tongue probe my tight, wet, warm pussy. I wanted him to slide his fingers inside me carefully and rub my g-spot. I just wanted him to want türkçe bahis me just as bad as I wanted him. I placed my hands over the back of his hair, and before he had time to protest, I had pushed his face firmly upon my pussy. His face was now covered in my love juices, and he was trying to push himself off – I don’t think he could breathe too well.

I let him go after he pinched one of my thighs rather hard, leaving a red and bruised mark upon my porcelain skin. “What are you doing?” He asked, all out of breath.

“I’m sorry,” I replied, “I just craved your tongue so badly. I needed to feel it touch my aching pussy. Lust overcame me, and I’m sorry.” I thought as he propped himself up on his elbows, that he didn’t want to continue. That he just wanted to leave me there panting, and slick with my own juices.

“I know baby. I want you just as much.” And with that said, he got up onto his knees, his very erect penis loving the chance to escape from the hole in his boxer shorts. It sprang out and stood at full attention; the head was purple and all shiny with his salty, pre-cum, and it was throbbing and moving around all by itself. It too was craving contact.

“Touch it for me.” I asked shyly. Seeing Shannon touch himself has always been the biggest turn on for me. I loved seeing his eyes close tightly as his hand worked back and forth across his shaft. I loved the loud animalistic noises he made as he was on the brink of explosion. But most of all I loved seeing the jets of thick, white cum erupt from his quivering member. I loved seeing him jerk every last drop out, and the shudders that kept going for ages after he had climaxed.

He smiled, and permitted me to touch myself while I watched him. He moved his hand over to his cock, as he was still sitting on his knees. “Yes.” He grunted as his hand first touched his shaft. Seeing and hearing this sent me into a sensory overload.

My fingers went straight to my clit and furiously began working it hard and fast. Rubbing it in small circles, flicking and pinching it just as he instructed, my body climbed higher and higher towards its peak. He could tell I was close by the beads of sweat which were formed on my forehead, and the way I was arching my back whenever I hit that particularly sensitive spot of my clit, where it didn’t have the hood covering it.

“That’s it baby,” He encouraged, “Cum for me bitch.” His name-calling made me crazy, and he knew that. He knew how much I loved being told I was his slut. And that I was only here for nothing more than to please his every need, that I was merely something used to make him feel good.

“Who’s my dirty whore?” He asked me. When I didn’t reply straight away he asked me again, this time his tone was much firmer and erotic. “I said, who is my dirty whore?”

“I am.” I replied, panting hard as I crept closer to climax. He smiled as he began to increase the rate of the hand moving over his cock.

“I’m close baby.” He whispered, as he tilted his head forward and thrust his hips. Daring to be bold, and not wanting that hot load to go to waste, I asked him,

“Wanna try a sixty-nine?” Without saying a word he walked on is knees up so he was level with my face, and threw one leg over it. I could see his cock directly güvenilir bahis siteleri above my wanting mouth as he positioned himself to be able to ravish my soaking wet pussy. This time there was no teasing, no time to prepare for anything. This was unbridled passion at its finest. He dove straight in. He began lapping at my juices as I moved my hips to match his rhythm.

I was in a daze; this was the first time anyone had ever had their head between my thighs, and I was a drooling mess. This was the best feeling I had ever had; the way his tongue moved over my clit, sending me to the brink of orgasm each time was wonderful. The way he used his fingers to fill me up just enough was divine. He knew just what to do to make my whole body tense and shake with every touch.

I opened my eyes for a second to see his hard member bobbing above my head. I hungrily took as much as I could into my mouth. Although it made me gag at first I wanted it all. I wanted to make him feel as good as he was making me feel. I used my free hand to stroke his balls, making him moan into my pussy, the vibrations tickling it greatly.

I bobbed my head back and forward on his cock, loving the taste and feel of it as it filled my mouth and throat. I could feel his balls tense in my hand as he began fucking my face. “Baby I’m gonna cum.” He breathed his words into my pussy, and they made me go crazy. Thoughts of all the times I had watched and made him cum filled my head.

The familiar tingling in my clit began as I continued to think about him spurting that gorgeous cum which I was going to swallow for the first time today.

I let go of his balls and grabbed his hips, pulling his cock fully into my mouth. I began humping his face as I pushed his cock balls-deep in and out of my mouth.

The first wave of ecstasy washed over my body like a tidal wave hits the shore. It made my whole body numb, and seemed to take me away from myself. It released a fire upon my clit, and it didn’t stop throbbing deep and hard until about ten minutes after my amazing climax had finished.

I kept grinding my pussy against his face, as my clit became too sensitive to touch. He pulled away and climbed off me. “What are you doing?” I asked breathlessly. I was expecting to taste his delicious cum. I began to sit up when he spoke.

“Keep your head down bitch. Today you are going to be my little cum-whore.” And with that said he planted a large, soft kiss directly upon my lips. I could taste myself and I loved it. It was sweet, but kind of bitter.

He positioned himself so he was right over my face, and began to wank again. This time he didn’t start slow and gradually get faster, this time he just went for it. Wanking that cock of his as hard and fast as he could. I craved my first ever cum shower; I wanted to be covered in the white goo.

His grunts became louder and louder as he neared his peak. His hips began to move as he thrashed his head around, yearning for release. “Here it is baby.” He screamed, as spurt after spurt of thick, white, creamy cum erupted all over my face. I opened my mouth to taste all that I could, but the majority of it went over my neck, cheeks and hair. My face was completely covered, and I loved every second of it.

He lay down beside me and we both took time to recover, he was shuddering and still breathing like he had just run a marathon, and I was there, scraping his jizz into my mouth with a finger. I loved the taste then, and I still do today.

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Bir iki adım attıktan sonra benimki iyice kalktı ve Nalan ablamın arkasına yaslanmaya başladım. Nalan bunu hissedince şöyle bir durdu ve rahat mısın dedi. bende hiç bu kadar rahat olmadığımı söylerken salona geldik.Tam koridorun karşısına beni oturttu. Sen dinlen gene ben seni alırım dedi ve havanın çok sıcak olduğunu , işinin de neredeyse bittiğini ve yemek hazırlayacağını söylerken didim escort yanıma geldi ve başımı okşamaya başladı. Yemek için mutfağa geçerken yine omuzlarına sarıldım ve arkadan dayanmaya başladım. Bu sefer sikim tam kalmış ve bir elimi beline dolayıp sözde güç alırmış gibi kendime doğru çektim. Artık niyetimi anlamıştı,arada bir göğüslerini sıkarken inledi . Benikoltuğa yavaşça oturturken kucağıma doğru düştü ve tam üstüme oturdu. Bende sıkıca sarılarak göğüslerini okşamaya ve amını sıkmaya başladım. Nalan dan ses yok sadece tıslamaya başladı. hemen kafasını çevirerek öpmeye başladım ve oda dönerek bana sarıldı dudaklarımı adeta emiyordu ve titremeye başlamıştı. Bu yaşta bir kadının titremesi kadar zevkli bir şey olamaz.Tek elimle hemen soymaya başladım. t-shirtünün altından sutyenini de çıkarınca göğüslerini emmeye başladım. Tırnaklarını enseme batırıyor, kafamı da göğüslerinin arasına bastırıyordu. Oda beni okşarken elini sikimin üstünde gezdiriyor ve hafif hafif sıkıyordu.Önümde ayağa kaldırdım ve taytını çıkarmaya uğraşırken yırttım bu hoşuma gidince külotunu da bir hamlede yırttım.Belinden tutarak çektim o mis gibi kokan amı yalamaya başladım.dilimi soktukça amını suratıma bastırıyor ve artık haykırmaya başladı bir elimle de kalçalarını okşarken parmağımla yavaş yavaş arka deliğini zorluyorum parmağımı hafifçe sokunca didim escort bayan amı suratıma yapışıyor önden dilimi sokunca bu sefer parmağım götüne giriyor. Nalanı bu şekilde tutarak getirdim ve kucağıma yığıldı. Konuşamadı. Kalktı ve şortumu indirdi yalamaya başladı. yalarken de vücudumu okşuyordu. Artık benimde sular gelmeye başlayınca kucağıma oturmak istedi ve dar olduğu için yavaşça oturacağını söylerken ben omuzlarından basınca hart diye köküne kadar girdi ve avazı çıktığı kadar bağırdı.Ondan sonra belki bir buçuk dakika konuşamadı ve gözlerinden bir damlayaş aktı. sonra yavaş yavaş oturup kalkmaya başladı ve bunu yaparken sürekli olarak sonuna kadar sok yırttın beni artık diye bağrırıken bende kendimi tutarak beraber gelmek istiyordum.Geleceğini söylerken bende geldim ve sonuna kadar girmiştim.Biraz oturdu ve yavaşça kalkarak sikimi yalayarak bütün spermlerimi temizledi.Bu arada beni yalarken sikim yavaş yavaş kalkmaya başladı ve bende ayağa kalkarak sırtını döndürdüm ve ellerini mutfak bankosuna koydu arka deliğini yalamaya başladım bir yandan da parmaklıyordum.Nalan arkadan korktuğunu amından yapmamı istiyor ama yapmada demiyordu.ben iyice yalayıp parmağımı soktukça da inleyip hadi artık acıyacaksa acısın ne yapacaksan biran önce yap diye çırpınıyordu.Başını yavaşça deliğine sokmaya çalışırken kaçıyor ama didim escort bayan delik darolduğu içindede girmiyordu.Bankoya baktım sadece margarin var biraz alıp arka deliğinin etrafına sürdüm ve parmaklamaya başladım.Nalan artık uçuşa geçmiş ve sadece bana sokacaksan sok diye yalvarırken başını deliğinin üstüne yaslayıp yavaşça soktum.başının girmesi ile Nalan sikimi birsıktı kendimi tutmasam o an gelecektim.ve yalvararak çıkarmamı isterken ben yavaş yavaş hareketlendim bu arada elleri ile göğüslerini sıktığım için de bende kaçamıyor hem çıkmamı istiyor hem de tarifsiz bir zevk yaşadığı içinde kendini bana doğru itiyordu.ben hareketsiz kalarak kendini alıştırmasını beklerken yine yavaş yavaş ilerlemeye başladım deliği biraz genişleyince oda artık zevk çığlıkları atmaya başladı.taşaklarım götüne çarpmaya başlayınca sonuna kadar girdiğimi hissettim ve artık zevkin doruğuna ulaşırken Nalan geldi bende onun arkasından götüne spermlerimi boşaltırken zevkten ölüyordum.boşalınca hemen çıkmamamı ve beni içinde hissetmek istediğini söyledi.sikim ufaldıktan sonra yavaşça çıktım ve oturdum.Nalan`ım öylece elleri bankada ayakları açık ve o harika götünden yavaş yavaş akan spermlerim damlarken onu seyrettim.Ona doymak inanın çok zordu.yavaşça döndü beni dudaklarımdan öptü ve teşekkür ederek banyoya gitti. Nalan ile daha sonraları çok beraber olduk ama bir daha arkadan yapmadım.Çünkü uzun süre acıdığını söyledi.Ama bu sebeple evlerinde çalıştığı bir kaç hatunu bana ayarladı.Bu satırları okuyorsa sağolasın Nalan`ım…   sikilmek isteyenlewr beklerım istanbul dayım

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