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Liz Robinson woke on Saturday to one of the most pleasurable sights and sensations she had felt in all her twenty-six years. Raven had decided to surprise her with a little early morning muff lovin’.

When Liz opened her eyes she looked down to see the crown of Raven’s pretty little head, as she went down beneath the bedsheets and gave Liz a deep, deep vaginal licking. Raven’s tiny tongue was so far submerged in Liz that she couldn’t talk, and made only happy wet slurping noises as she got to work. Raven rolled her tongue inside the crevasse, twisting and turning trying to hit every angle imaginable.

Liz half moaned half yawned as she began to feel herself cumming in the younger girl’s mouth. Raven savored the flavor and enjoyed ‘ cleaning up the mess’, as Liz had called it last night.

When she was done with that she rose to meet her step-mom’s lips in a goodmorning kiss. The exchange of spit and cum was the perfect start to a day of the most lustful celebration.

Raven said ” I couldn’t wait for the pop quiz. I waited for forever watching you sleep. When I couldn’t take it anymore I just went down and started licking. You taste sooooo goooood.”

“Awww. Watching me sleep were you. That’s so adorable honey. You were real good by the way, in case my reaction down there wasn’t enough indication. Still, I think I may keep you after class for some extra credit. Being teacher’s pet isn’t all bad you know.”

Raven purred and replied ” Well can I pick the ASSignment then?” with kinky emphasis. “Last night, was the best time of my life, and well, I don’t want to sound like a dirty slut or anything, but what you did, yaknow with my butt. I think that escort dikmen was my favorite part”.

Liz was more than happy to oblige – she rolled over on the stomach and spread her ass cheeks wide exposing her hole. Raven driven by lust that bordered on obsession plunged her tongue in deep as she could tickling Liz. The older woman couldn’t believe her luck, she had unearthed a sexual beast in Raven that she knew would likely match or even surpass her own, in perversity and appetite.

Helping her sexy little step-daughter explore that side of her would be a treat of the best kind. As Raven slobbered and spit up and down Liz’s amazing ass-crack and tasted the holiest of holies tangy goodness she was so turned on that she came herself. She rubbed at her stimulated sex and sucked her own juices clean from her fingers.

They were still wet with spit as she experimentally began putting one in Liz’s gaping asshole. Liz was loving it and began to hump the sheets helping create extra friction. Raven played with several techniques trying one finger then two, wiggling her fingers all the while stretching the hole horizontally and vertically before Liz had come once more and she was satisfied at a job well done.

The two cuddled for sometime in bed before getting up. Raven rested her head on Liz’s chest and lost herself momentarily in the soft sounds of her breathing. She wanted to say something to again show appreciation for the night before, and of course the morning after – but she was worried how it would come across.

If she failed to speak now it would torment her thoughts so she mustered all the courage she could and said ” escort elvankent I… I love you Liz.”

Mrs. Robinson was taken aback. She had not expected this but she was ready for it. Without hesitation she said. ” I love you too, sweetie-pie” and kissed her step-daughter’s forehead.

Later as they sat over their early afternoon breakfast of french toast Liz’s phone rang. She saw it was Mina again and ignored it. But a few minutes later it rang again. Then again. By the fourth time she turned off her phone.

The evasion didn’t work however because an hour later the doorbell rang. Mina was there and all dolled up. She wore an expensive white dress and had applied a lot of makeup. Liz decided it would be best to get this over with and opened the door.

Mina entered the house with what can only be described as a whirlwind ferocity. She spoke shrilly and with purpose. There was no reason to beat around the bush.

“I’ve got you Liz. I’ve got you now. I KNOW what you and your little strumpet have been getting up too. There’s simply no denying it darling. I’ve got the proof right here on this disc” she held it up in triumph.

“And I’ve made several copies which I have at home, so any funny business will only lead to your assured demise. Oh yes I have you now”

The tirade was just beginning. Liz and Raven stood in the foyer in stunned silence. “When you refused me I had no idea of your secret designs. I figured you’d only gone prude in your laughable married state. As if you of all people could pretend to be straight. Still when I had the camera planted in your room I only thought I’d catch you with some other escort emek woman. I never dreamed it would be your own step-daughter. How delightfully rich and scandalous of you Liz, really.”

Liz could only manage a stuttered ” h-how?”.

Mina was animated and happy in her reply ” It was simple really. You’d be proud of me, I suspect. Or at least of my prowess in manipulation and seduction, which you have proven to be dabbling in yourself. See, I have girls too. You knew that much. It was Samantha of course. My little ebony love slave. It was so easy to coerce her into planting the device in your room. You see she’s got the hots for you too. Still broken up about Raven here. She thought they were an exclusive thing or something – she cried when I showed her the video and even harder when I told he my plans. I had to put the poor girl in time out before I came over.”

It was Raven’s turn to respond “Plans. What are your plans?”

“That’s the best part little birdie. You are my plans. You see, I’ve got the leverage now and there’s nothing you can do. You cannot afford to refuse my demands as I hold all the cards. If you don’t do as I say your father, the esteemed Mr. Robinson will be getting a copy of the video and then my dear your sweet step-mommy here will be out of the house and on her ass in no time flat. Even worse if I send it to the school board. Lizzy’s career will be ruined forever. No parent in their right mind would want this woman, no this predator near their precious little princesses.”

Now she was really going ” So, miss Raven you will be coming home with me this afternoon and I might add, whenever I so chose to serve me. Sammie and Anna are nice, but they came willingly with the lure of gifts and may leave me at anytime. You on the other hand are duty bound to do as I please”.

Liz rose to rebut Mina but Raven pulled her hand down and nodded in submission. “For Liz’s sake I’ll do what you ask. But I won’t like it.”

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CHAPTER 17 – PLEASURES REVISITED

I kept think about Nguyet’s diary a lot. I still wanted to read what she had written before we had actually started seeing each other and, as she was pregnant, I wanted to make the most of our remaining time, sex-wise. As we didn’t have to worry about her period anymore, I asked her when it would be convenient for me to come over. However, she wasn’t feeling well that week, possibly due to her pregnancy.

The next week, however, she invited me back to her apartment for lunch. Just like last time, I would read some of the diaries, we’d eat, and then fuck a little. I still liked the idea of her giving me a blowjob while I was reading her diaries out loud. I offered to bring something, but she just said she’d take care of the food since she was having a day off.

As no one was in sight at her apartment building, I went straight up to Nguyet’s place around lunch-time. She let me in, and we kissed. I looked at her and thought that her pregnancy still wasn’t showing. Maybe when she’s naked, though; I would check later. She told me to sit down where I had sat three weeks earlier and said she’d fix lunch right away as she was hungry. The apartment hadn’t changed since last time; it still looked very cozy, tidy, warm, and welcoming.

She had been wearing jeans when she opened the door, but now she changed into a more comfortable skirt, which was more conducive to have sex anyway. For once, she had her hair in a ponytail. Everything about her looked endearing. I didn’t think she was wearing a bra; as for the panties, I couldn’t tell. I knew, though, that some pregnant women enjoy sex immensely, so I was positive we would get it on after lunch.

I was watching her from the distance as she was moving in the kitchen. The two diaries were here right in front of me on the coffee table, but I hadn’t opened them yet. Now, she turned towards me in the kitchen and flashed her titties. Jesus! She grinned and asked if I was hungry, lifting up her skirt and exposing her furry triangle.

“For you, yes. As for food, I could hold out for another half-an-hour. What about you?” I asked her back.

“Do you wanna play a little before lunch?” was her reply.

“Sure. What do you have in mind?”

“I’ve never put your cock in my mouth when it’s small and limp. I wanna feel it grow in my mouth today. You could read the diaries aloud while I’m sucking you,” she reiterated.

She got a blanket from the bed couch and folded it multiple times to have something to sit on on the floor, in front of me. She moved the coffee table out of the way and told me to take my pants off, including my underwear, and just sit on the edge of the chair, so that my balls and dick would dangle. She took off her shirt—and, yes, her breasts looked rounder again. I touched them gently, but then she sat down on the floor in front of me and handed me the bigger diary, the one with her thoughts before and after our first encounter in it.

She took my dick in her mouth and began sucking, while I started to browse the notebook. I didn’t feel like reading from the very beginning, at least not now; she was familiar with the text, and we both knew where certain passages belonged in the bigger picture. I could already feel my dick getting larger in her mouth, but when I looked past the book, she had her eyes closed, waiting for me to begin.

“When we were at the café, I was wondering how the whole thing would start. Ben didn’t know that there was no one at my house and that I was ready to let him do pretty much whatever he would want. I had mentally prepared myself for this day—and waited for a long time to have the opportunity to be alone at home. I had even been to the temple to pray. Being unmarried, I knew I wasn’t supposed to have sex and certainly not with a married man, but I didn’t know anyone else who I could trust. And I definitely didn’t want to do it at a hotel, where the police might knock on the door at any time,” she had written in retrospect.

As this was intriguing, I continued reading aloud, and my dick was getting stiffer.

“I had seen movies with sex scenes and heard people make the first move. Ben would probably make that move, but he was married and, perhaps, he would just be happy to see me for an hour or two. Was sex on his mind at all? [I chuckled, chortled, and snorted, and Nguyet stopped sucking for a moment.] Would he suggest having sex? How was he going to do it, though? I had to meet him, and a café was probably best, and then wait and see. There really seemed no other way.”

I skipped a few paragraphs to get to the more pivotal moments, but while I was reading cursorily to see where to continue, she looked up and asked why I had stopped.

“Let me find a good passage, will you?”

She nodded and kept sucking my dick artfully. I wondered if she wanted me to come in her mouth. We hadn’t done that for a while. But as I couldn’t get her pregnant anyway, I thought we should fuck a little dikmen escort bayan and come in her pussy. Well, I could hold back for a little longer.

“When Ben touched my legs at the café, I thought to myself: ‘It is starting.’ I then knew he wanted more than just talking or sitting here with me. I knew I was supposed to resist (at least a little)—and I did—but, in the end, I did whatever he asked for. Lately, I had started hating myself for not being able to attract any man’s attention (apart from his) but, at least, he was here with me now, and we would do it today, later at my house. Sure, Ben was much older and bigger than me, but I was tired of being a virgin and not knowing elementary things about sex and my own body.”

I, obviously, hadn’t read much yet about this first encounter in her diary, but this was certainly an intriguing passage. I thought back to that day, which had been about 20 months ago, and felt pretty horny all of a sudden. So, I stopped reading and asked Nguyet how she wanted to do it.

“Missionary? Right here on the blanket?”

I nodded and got up, while she positioned herself. She lied down on her back and lifted up her skirt, after she had unfolded the blanked to have more room. She was holding her knees next to her upper body again, just like three weeks ago, and presented me her pussy like a receptacle. And, yes, she seemed softer and rounder today. As I was horny, however, I didn’t examine her body carefully but sat behind her butt and went inside her pussy quickly. Shortly after I began thrusting, she started moaning, and I pushed my dick all the way in. This was, admittedly, not very romantic, but it was still hot. Circumstances had just advanced to the point where I couldn’t hold back. As nice as that blowjob had been, this was a hundred times better. I asked facetiously if she wanted me to keep reading, but she didn’t hear me. So, I just kept pumping and came in her pussy within five minutes or so.

“Hey, that was quick, sorry” I only said.

She opened her eyes and nodded: “Yeah, but it was nice. We’ll probably do it again today anyway,” she giggled.

She got up, got a pair of panties from the drawer to harness the juices, and we got dressed again. She went over to the kitchen, hollering that she’s going to fix lunch now. I kept browsing the diary and read more of the stuff she had written before we went out the first time. It was interesting to learn about all the different thoughts she had had: the guilt, the ruminations, the brooding, and the pondering. There were also a few examples among her friends.

Some of them, apparently, had done what she was planning to do—getting deflowered before marriage—but the results were rather mixed. One young woman experienced a lot of pain, because the guy wasn’t paying attention to what she wanted and needed, another man’s dick remained limp, so the whole thing was just embarrassing. A third one, basically, didn’t know what he was doing and turned out to be a virgin himself. Interestingly, there had been a chance for Nguyet and me to meet a few months earlier, as her parents went on a trip together, but she didn’t say anything and let the chance slip.

Anyway, back to Nguyet and me the coffee shop. I realized I had to read this while I wasn’t horny. This was how hot her thoughts and her reflections made me together with my own memories. I glanced over to the kitchen, where Nguyet was busy frying fish and vegetables. She was humming to herself.

“Before we went for coffee, I didn’t know how much Ben wanted to see my legs or look under my skirt,” she continued in her diary. “But I was relieved that he, first, asked for something relatively innocent, something I could easily do. It was cheeky, sure, and it would have never occurred to me, but if that was what he wanted, I was glad to oblige. I had always thought that a man would grope me, eventually, or force me to kiss him, but Ben was nice about everything. And I could see on his face that he truly admired me. So, I showed him my thighs and when he wanted to see more, I lifted up my skirt and let him see my legs in full again plus my underwear.”

I was glad Nguyet had liked it. She was a good woman and deserved to be treated extremely well. I hadn’t really had a plan when we met at the cafe, but what can you safely do at a public place? Kissing is out of the question here in Vietnam, but the way we were seated, I wanted to peek under her skirt, especially since I knew that that no one else could see it.

“As Ben was paying and asking where we could go, I felt a big drop of liquid roll out of my pussy. I guessed that was a good sign. My heart was racing, and I knew it was now or never. He seemed to really want me, I desperately wanted to be deflowered, and he seemed to be the perfect man to get it over and done with. He still loved me, and he was experienced. Sure, I would have preferred to get deflowered by a loving husband but I was just tired elvankent escort bayan of waiting. Every time my girlfriends talked about sex—which wasn’t often, but, still—it felt like being stabbed with a small dagger.”

Incidentally I, myself, had to wait rather long too before I having sex for the first time. Luckily, in my culture, women sometimes take the initiative, and so I was being led during that night. Alina wanted to get married, though, while I had just started university, wanting to go abroad. Needless to say, we stopped seeing each other after a few weeks. But sex was good, and when she broke up with me, I asked her if we couldn’t keep fucking for another while—until Mr. Right showed up. But my proposal fell on deaf ears.

Back on our first day, Nguyet was naturally a little worried about the neighbors but, still, it was our best chance to do it at her house. She also worried whether, at her house, she should take off her clothes right away or if we should go upstairs to her bedroom straight. But then, as in so many other situations in life, a cup of tea helped to get over anxieties. In the comfort of her own home—even though it was also a little awkward to continue the foreplay right where the family welcomes guests—she wrote that she felt at ease and, as long as we proceeded slowly, was completely ready and prepared to relinquish herself.

“After we had kissed (which was also my very first time), we sat down and drank tea. Ben caressed my legs again, which felt really nice. The way I sat, my skirt was going to fall into my lap, but I didn’t care much anymore. He was going to see it all, eventually. And he could probably sense that. As I was still wondering what would happen next, however, he let his penis snap out of his pants. I had thought we would save that for later and maybe kiss more first. But it was uncomfortable for him to have his penis inside his pants, and so I saw my first dick. It was large but not too big, which was nice. He invited me to touch it and maybe take it in my mouth (which I wasn’t prepared to do yet). So, I stroked it, and then he wanted to see my breasts.”

I could already feel my dick twitching again ever so slightly, but Nguyet showed up with a tray full of food. Thank God. I got a break. I put the notebook away and parked my thoughts. Intermission.

“Is there any news from the father of your child?” I asked Nguyet.

“Not really. He’s still lukewarm, so I think I’ll be better off without him.”

“Have you told your parents yet?” I wanted to know.

“No, not yet. I’ll do that once I can’t hide my pregnancy anymore.”

“Ok, but it won’t get any easier, you know that,” I couldn’t help reminding her.

“Yeah, I know, but I just don’t feel like doing it now. It’ll be bad enough.”

“I think your diary is really moving. Thanks for letting me read it. Make sure no one finds it, though. Maybe you could turn it into a novella one day,” I added facetiously.

She laughed and said: “I don’t think I’ll do that. But you might.”

We ate, enjoying each other’s company. She would be gone in a few months and everything was going to change. The food was excellent, and I thought of our shenanigans with the raw fish. Nguyet asked about Tuyet and said that she couldn’t wait to draw her and have sex with her again, which was probably going to be the last time for her before she would give birth. I asked her to let me do the dishes, but she said she’d do them later. As she was tired, she lied down on the bed couch but I picked up the notebook again. I told her that I would read some more and then join her on the bed.

“After a while,” she continued in her diary, “I got curious and took Ben’s penis in my mouth. It didn’t taste bad at all, only a little salty. I had removed my bra and then he wanted me to take off my panties. As he couldn’t see my body while I was sucking his penis, though, he asked me to stroke him with my hands so that he could admire me fully. Being wanted and admired felt so nice. But, apparently, this made him so horny that he came a minute later. I was totally surprised; I had thought it would take longer. I also expected that he would come inside me, upstairs on my bed. But it was nice to see how it all works. The semen jumped about two meters up in the air. One splash hit me in the face, actually. It was funny, though, how small his penis got after a minute or two.”

What came next was one of my favorite scenes ever, and I had a hunch that I would also like the way she described it: “After we were done cleaning the cum off the floor, I thought we would go upstairs, but Ben wanted to see my pussy. Not just look at me naked and see the hairy triangle between my legs, but he wanted me to sit down, spread my legs and show him my inside. Up to this day, my mother had always described that part of my body as ‘dirty’ and ‘stinking’ and I had no one who balanced this view. However, I rarely felt my pussy smelled bad, emek escort bayan apart from some days when there was some white discharge, but I had never looked at my pussy myself or even thought of looking at it. And now there was this grown man who wanted to see, smell, and touch it. I was prepared to have sex and let his dick inside me, but him wanting me to show him my vagina was surprising. I didn’t know that that was part of having sex.”

This was hot. Jesus, reading this and remembering all the details made me horny again. I looked to my right, where Nguyet was sleeping, and thought of whipping my dick out one more time and just jerk off. But, of course, it would be better to hold out and go over to the bed couch where Nguyet was sleeping and let her be part of the fun.

“So, I sat down on the chair again,” she continued in her diary, “and spread my legs. Ben wanted me to open my pussy, but I thought I should let him do it. I didn’t wanna flaunt myself too much, and he genuinely seemed to want to explore everything. It felt a little strange knowing that he would see what I had never seen, including my peehole. This was not what my parents had raised me for, but I felt I had earned the right to sensual pleasures with all that waiting. Ben pried my pussy lips open, sniffed, licked, sucked, kissed, tickled, and caressed every part of it like he had never seen a pussy before. If his dick had been stiff, he would have pushed it in right then, I’m sure, but it was still limp and small, so we went upstairs after a minute or two.”

Now, she left out that part when I asked her to get naked on the stairs so that I could see her hairy peach between her porcelain butt cheeks but, at this point, she hadn’t seen herself naked from behind, I guessed, so that wasn’t on her radar. Had she ever seen the hair in her butt crack? Well, I didn’t look at mine either. Anyway, her memories continued in the bedroom, but I got a little sleepy now. She had already dozed off over there. I would just read another page because this was just too good, and then join her. But she should sleep a little before I woke her up again.

The first thing we did in the bedroom was that she gave me a blowjob while, I was fingering her with one and then two fingers. She was still surprised that someone would want to see, smell and get inside her pussy, but she thoroughly enjoyed it. She called it ‘liberating’ and ‘enticing’. At some point, she had started thrusting backwards, towards my face, and that’s when she had her first orgasm. She couldn’t believe how much nectar had come out of her pussy and felt bad about drenching me.

“I was embarrassed at first to splash so much liquid on Ben, but I guessed it was normal, as he clearly welcomed it. I didn’t know where all that juice had come from. Ben was very supportive the whole time, but then it was strange seeing him standing next to me in the bathroom while I was peeing. Hs dick was pointing at my face the whole time. On the other hand, we were having sex and had been naked for two hours already. Peeing, I remember that I wanted him to fuck me missionary style.”

She went on how this didn’t happen—I had read more about that last time I was here, in her other diary. Anyway, what she liked was that, as she was riding me, she was in control the whole time. She had been afraid anyway that my 230 pounds might crush her or at least make her terribly uncomfortable. There were also a few thoughts on her pussy perhaps not being big enough to receive my dick. The last act of the play turned out well, however, even though I didn’t come on top of her.

“As I was having Ben’s dick in my mouth again, I realized that it was getting bigger. I assumed—I really didn’t know how long it would take—that he could come again, but this time I wanted it inside me. So, when his penis was stiff, I just sat on it and fiddled with it until it was inside me. Since we had been playing for so long, it went inside quickly and without pain. It felt awesome; I knew instantly why people rave so much about sex. I went up and down until he ejaculated inside me. Along the way, I got deflowered but I don’t recall the particular moment. It just happened. I was exhausted but very happy.”

I looked over to the bed couch. Nguyet had moved and her ass was protruding from the blanket. Seeing this little hairy crack again, framed by her white butt cheeks, reminded me what I had come her for. I took off my clothes and joined her. I held her tight from behind and could feel her curls on my glans. I reached between her butt cheeks: Her whole crotch area was still wet and sticky from the fuck earlier. She moved as she had woken up.

“Come inside me if you want,” she whispered.

“From behind? You could pretend you’re sleeping,” I suggested.

“Ok.”

She let her ass protrude nicely, just like five minutes ago and I pressed my dick inside her pussy. I thrusted slowly and as her sheath was so wet, sticky, and velvety, the feeling on my glans was just mesmerizing. I reached around her with one arm and fondled her breasts. Once in a while, I paused, thinking I might just fall asleep in this position. But then, on the other hand, having an orgasm was just the best feeling, so I kept pumping. Eventually, I came in her one more time while I was holding her tight.

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I woke up in late in the afternoon, still dressed in the clothes I wore during the party. I had a huge hangover and my morning wood was just throbbing. My stomach began growling and my bladder was about to burst. I rushed to the toilets, and there I saw him.

I live in a big house with nine other guys, my best friends. We knew each other because our girlfriends, fiancées, and wives were relatives or friends. Why in this place? Because we were on a trip ? a trip away from our girls, families, and kids. Finally, we could just be alone in this big ass house, own by his wife’s family. Our wives and families rarely noticed what we do, usually because they were busy with work, financial problems, and kids.

There were tons of bathrooms in the mansion, even some in the bedrooms. There were three communal toilets: one with stalls, urinals, and sinks, like a restaurant bathroom; one with sinks and open stalls as if we were in the army; and one with no cubicles, nor urinals, and only four sinks and ten toilets all in a row ? one for each of us.

And there on one of those toilets was Eric. He was sitting on the john, wearing his usual white shirt. His blue plants and unloosen red belt were over his boots and down at his feet. His briefs were also pulled down. He exposed his legs covered in dark hair, and the side of his beautiful butt cheek. He was just sitting there, reading a newspaper. He didn’t even need glasses because those beautiful blue eyes were like those of a hawk.

He could see and hear clearly. “Morning,” he said to me as he let a stream of piss pour from his dick into the bowl.

“Morning,” I responded as I unbuckled my belt and pulled down my brown pants and grey underwear down to my boots. I sat down and looked down at my phone and read my fiancée’s texts. A few farts left my ass, and I wasn’t embarrassed. Eric just seemed to be interested in his paper.

“Is Rashida nagging you again?” he asked.

“Yes, kinda,” I replied.

“You’ll get used to it, Aria always asked me to do shit,” he said.

“Thanks, man.”

I heard him grunting and trying to shit.

“Constipated?” I asked.

“No” he lied.

I totally knew he was backed up. “Just tell me, I’m dikmen escort your friend,” I said.

“Okay, yes, for a week! I’ve just been stressed with work, Aria, and our baby. My parents and her parents were just always nagging me. I’ve been blocked for a long time!” “I’m sorry, dude,” I said.

He thanked me and placed his hand on my thigh. “Oh, sorry,” he said.

“I don’t mind, dude” I replied.

I patted his thigh and told him it gets better. “Know what dude, I’m not gonna shit until you shit,” I said.

“Thanks, again” he replied. We just sat there reading his paper and farting and peeing, no pooping.

“Well I’m done, no shit yet,” said Eric.

He stood up without putting up his pants, washed his hands, and said, “Get up, Rider, and wash your hands. Don’t think about pulling your pants up!”

I obeyed. I got up, washed my hands, and stood next to him, with my pants around my ankles.

“Follow me,” said Eric.

He walked to his room and opened the door.

“Get in!” he shouted.

I did and walked into his room and sat on his bed.

“Good Rider” he shouted.

He removed his shirt, pants, and underwear.

“Strip!” he commanded.

I disrobed myself slowly, and as I was about to take off my boots, he told me to stop and leave them on. I noticed he was keeping his shoes on. He picked up his unbuttoned shirt and told me to put in on. I did. He put on my green shirt and went to his drawer. I saw him pick up a condom and unwrapped him.

He placed it on his dick and lubed my asshole. I lied on my back and lifted up his legs, exposing my ass. He smiled, kissed me, and placed his cock into me.

I looked deep into his eyes and started kissing him. He humped me like a wild dog and caused satisfying pain inside my body. I brought him closer to me and frenched him. I was in love. I ran my fingers through his thick, black hair as he penetrated my butthole. I swore his dick’s head was touching my prostate. Finally, I came, and he came.

He threw away the condom and laid next to me.

“That was amazing!” I said.

“I know,” he said, “and I was your first gay experience?”

“Yeah, elvankent escort yours?” I asked. “Of course, but I knew what I was doing. I have watched a lot of gay porn.”

“Me too, and my favorite’s rimming,” I replied as I stuck my finger into his ass.

He smiled and said, “Go on, clean your plate!”

He leaned up against the headboard and put his ass up in the air. I put my tongue at the tip of his crack and licked down to the end of his ballsack. He groaned but gripped onto the bed knobs.

I stuck my tongue into his ass and licked his insides. It tasted sweet. I licked and licked and licked.

Then, he pushed my head into his butt with his hand shouting, “Munch that ass!” I did.

I began chew in anal hair and slurping his ass juice.

“Enough!” he shouted.

He threw me down on the floor and ate out my ass. I groaned in a mixture of lust and pain. He licked and munched on my hole as if it was an ice cream cone. I came a load that could fill a bucket. So did he.

I heard a faint sound, Eric just farted. He rushed to the toilets, grasping his stomach. I stopped him and pulled him back to the room. I went into the closet, grabbed a few towels, and laid them down on the floor.

I grabbed a pail and placed it on the blanket. I propped Eric on the end of the bed, with his ass up in the air.

“Go on,” I said.

I knelt there, in front of the bucket, with a huge hard-on. His bootyhole twitched and I grunted.

I spread open his butt cheeks and said, “Push!”

He tried the best he could and began pissing the bed. However, a small turd plopped into the bucket. Eric sighed with relief. He pooped some more, and the shit began to fill the pail. He finished asked for toilet paper.

“No!” I said, “Just wait for me to go.”

He nodded and got off the bed. I peed into the pail and toss the contents out the window into the garden below. I then leapt onto the footboard and squatted over the pail. I released a huge turd and forced Eric to watch.

I turned my head over and saw him masturbating.

“Enjoying the fun?” I asked.

“Fuck yes!” he replied.

I farted some more, and let out another emek escort giant shit. Eric was about to cum so I pointed to the pail and told him to cum in there. He shot his load on top of the pile of shit.

“Done yet?” Eric asked me.

“Yep, now as for the tp,” I said. “We’re the tp!”

Eric’s eyes lit up with joy. “

Me first,” he said.

He buried his face in my ass licked it clean, and he didn’t care about the shitstains on my asshole. He gleefully ate it and finished by pissing on it and licking it. He kissed each cheek, wiped his mouth, and sat on my face.

I greedily munched his shit-covered booty and licked it like a lollipop. It tasted by a mix of BBQ sauce and caramel. Eric groaned with lust and sat deeper onto my face. He was buried my face with his glorious bubble butt. Finally, he came and squatted over my cock. I pissed a golden stream of glory into his ass and lapped it all up.

I wiped my mouth and then went into the bathroom and grabbed some toilet paper. We wiped each other and dumped the shit and cum out of the pail into the garden.

“It’ll make great fertilizer,” said Eric.

“It’ll smell great too,” I said.

“How do my ass taste?” he asked.

“Spicy and sweet at the same time,” I replied.

“That would be the burgers and chocolate shake I had last night,” he said. “Yours tasted like cocoa beans, cheese, bread, and sugarcanes.”

“Chocolate cake and ravioli,” I replied.

I put the towels into the washer and changed the bedsheets.

Eric removed his clothes and removed mine. He laid down on the bed with his butt up, and said,

“Fuck me!”

I put on a condom, lubed his ass, and rode him like a mechanical bull. He shouted fuck almost a million times, and I said, “Not a virgin anymore?”

“Fuck yes!” he screamed.

I flipped him over and kissed him. He bit my neck and buried his face into my pecs. I could hear him softly crying.

I lifted up his head and said, “Grab my ass if you’re in pain!”

He did and began squeezing my butt cheeks hard. I fucked him so hard, that his butthole had to be raw. I came and he came. We looked into each other’s eyes and kissed passionately.

I laid down on the bed, curled up next to him, and he took me in his bulging arms.

“This’ll be our little secret?” I asked.

“Of course,” he replied and then he kissed my head.

I turned off the lights and went to sleep with my new boo.

To be continued…

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New Beginnings

When John awoke the next morning, his daughter was snuggled up in his arms, still deep asleep. They were both still naked; her breasts pressed up against his chest. John lay there gazing at his lovely daughter for quite some time before he gently detached himself from her, careful not to wake her. Quietly he stepped into the master bathroom and started the shower.

As John shampooed his hair, his thoughts turned to the previous night. John knew what had happened was wrong; yet he also knew he wouldn’t change anything that happened last night, even if he could. ‘It’s sick, I know.’ John thought to himself. ‘But other people do it… and she’s of age.’ He reasoned silently.

As John soaped his body, he found his hands wandering down to his dick as he thought of his fingers slipping into his daughter’s pussy last night. He remembered her warm, wet, pussy lips enveloping his fingers, her juices running down her arm. Then his thoughts jumped ahead to his daughter sucking his cock. John stroked his cock rapidly as he remembered grabbing hold of Isa’s head and fucking her face. Remembering her sweet green eyes looking up at him, John shot his cum load onto the shower wall. John gritted his teeth to keep from screaming as glob after glob of creamy white cum splattered the wall.

Panting hard, John finished washing his body off and stepped out of the shower. He quickly dried off and then tiptoed into the bedroom and peeked at the bed. Isabella was still in a deep sleep; she was curled around a pillow, strands of her red hair strewn across her face.

John smiled and then quietly headed downstairs to fix breakfast. He had decided to just wear his towel around the house for the time being; Isabella had already seen all of him so it really didn’t matter what he wore.

John glanced at the clock on his way into the kitchen. 10 AM on a beautiful Saturday morning. Usually on weekdays, and most Saturday mornings, at 10 AM he would’ve already been at work since 7 AM, and would most likely be in a boring meeting right now, with about 6 more scheduled after it. Seeing how it was his last Saturday before his official retirement, he had decided to take a jump start and take this Saturday off. His boss had understood; they had been great friends for years.

John was still trying to decide what to fix for breakfast (his cooking skills were pretty limited) when Isabella’s sexy voice purred “Good Morning, daddy.” From behind him. John turned, and his cock instantly swelled at what he saw.

Isabella was at the doorway in the kitchen, still fully naked. The light from the early morning sun illuminated her, giving her a glowing look. Her red hair was slightly tousled by sleep; John watched as her hands reached up to smooth her hair…and kept moving over her breasts, where she paused and tweaked her nipples a bit before her hands slid over her belly to her cunt, rubbing gently over her pussy as she took in the sight of her sexy daddy in his towel.

Isabella noticed her dad’s hard-on right after John himself did; her face split into a sexy smile. “Well daddy. Looks like it’s a beautiful morning.”

John licked his lips before he replied. “Oh baby. Beautiful does not begin to describe the gorgeous sight before me.” Slowly he untied his towel; John enjoyed the way Isabella’s eyes dropped from his, and went straight to his crotch, eagerly waiting for her dad to move the towel. escort dikmen John dropped the towel. “I was just trying to decide what to have for breakfast.”

Isabella moved towards her daddy. “I think I know what I want.” She whispered, stepping up to him and reaching for his face. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him, gently probing her tongue into his mouth. John moaned into his daughter’s mouth and wrapped his arms around her waist, eagerly responding to her kiss. His hands ran over her bare naked ass. He squeezed it gently. John had never been an ass man really; he mostly stuck to pussies and tits. But feeling Isabella’s ass… it made John even more turned on. It was soft, yet firm. John moaned again into his daughters’ mouth. Suddenly, Isabella detached from his arms and moved down to her knees, between his legs. His rock hard cock was staring her right in the face.

“Are you going to suck it baby? Are you going to suck daddy’s cock?” He asked her.

Isabella nodded, looking up at him and licking her lips. Not breaking eye contact, she stuck out her tongue and slowly ran her tongue up his shaft. John shivered and closed his eyes, relishing the touch of her tongue to his dick. Isabella smiled and licked again, softly, gently, up and down his shaft, but not putting her mouth on it. John groaned.

“Please baby…please put your hot mouth on daddy’s cock. I can feel your hot breath and it’s…oh…baby it’s making me crazy.” John pleaded, his hands stroking his daughters’ hair.

Isabella smiled up at her daddy. “Okay daddy, I’ll be nice.” She said. She licked up his shaft once more, and then engulfed his cock with her mouth, sucking on it eagerly. John moaned and closed his eyes, throwing his head back.

“Yeah baby. Just like that…” John opened his eyes and looked down at his daughter, who was still staring up at him, clearly enjoying his reaction to her sucking technique. He smirked. “Oh, you like that do you baby?” he asked. She moaned around his dick, still bobbing her pretty red head up and down. John closed his eyes for a moment, succumbing to the pleasure; she turned him on so much. He opened them again and looked back at his daughter. “How would you like it if I grabbed your face and just fucked you? Just stuck my daddy dick all the way down your throat would you like that?”

Isabella moaned; her daddy was driving her crazy with his dirty talk. She couldn’t resist, her fingers slipped into her wet, juicy cunt. Her clit was sticking out far; she couldn’t remember ever being this turned on.

John smiled. Isabella was fingering herself. “Yeah baby. Finger your sweet pussy for daddy.” John couldn’t take it anymore; her moaning was driving him wild. He grabbed the sides of her head and began to fuck her face, his cock driving deep down her throat. He heard her gag, but she didn’t pull back or protest in any way, so he kept pounding her round, innocent face. His hands clenched her hair as he fucked her. “Open your eyes and look at daddy.” Isabella’s eyes immediately flew open; John screamed as he felt his balls swell. “Oh yeah baby! Daddy’s cumming in his baby’s mouth! OhhhhHHHHHHHH SHIT!” He yelled as he exploded into his daughters’ hot mouth, his seed spilling down her throat. Isabella swallowed it all, gagging only a little but not allowing any to escape her mouth. John yanked her up and kissed her, shoving his tongue into her escort emek waiting mouth. His hands wandered over her ass again and he spanked her; she moaned. “My baby didn’t get to cum, did she?”

Isabella shook her head. “No daddy. Would you be a kind daddy and make me cum?” She asked, grinding her pussy against his now soft cock. Amazingly, it began to swell again.

John moaned and squeezed her ass again, rubbing his fingers gently along her crack; she shivered. “Of course baby.” He spun her around so she was facing the island in the middle of the kitchen. She put her hands on the counter and spread her legs. John stroked his cock as he looked at the luscious ass before him. He knew he would soon have to take her ass, but he knew now was not the time. He stepped up behind her and put his hands on her waist, softly running his hands up and down her sides. John could feel goose bumps popping up on Isabella’s skin as his large hands maneuvered over her body.

“Oh daddy.” She sighed, sticking her ass out a little more to make contact with her father’s cock. She gently rubbed her ass on it. “Fuck my pussy please…it’s burning for your thick cock!”

Resisting her no more, John positioned his now hard cock against her entrance and shoved, sinking into her satin like pussy. Father and daughter moaned together as John began to fuck Isabella in her pussy from behind, his hands on her waist.

“Oh daddy….oh yes! Fuck your daughter, you nasty daddy! Drive your daddy cock into my pussy!”

John grunted as he slammed his dick into his daughter, wanting to please her. His hands reached up and roughly grabbed her tits, squeezing them. He pinched her nipples, her moans sending waves of pleasure through his body. John released her tits and grabbed her waist again, staring down at Isabella’s heavenly ass slapping against his balls as he pounded her with his cock. John was almost mesmerized by the sight of her ass jiggling slightly as he fucked her. He took a hand off her waist and smacked her ass, watching a red hand mark appear on her white ass.

Isabella moaned. “Yeah daddy! I’ve been a naughty girl! Punish me for being naughty!” she yelled.

John smacked her ass again, harder this time, as he continued his cock assault on her pussy. “Yeah, you naughty little slut. Seducing your daddy!” He slapped her ass again, the squeezed it. “Oh baby…are you going to cum for daddy? I want you to cum on daddy’s cock, baby.”

Isabella moaned. “Oh yeah daddy. I want to cum all over your cock; I want your cock to be coated in my juices!” she grunted.

John reached up and pulled her hair into a ponytail and pulled her head back; he kissed her, their tongues mashing together passionately. She pulled her head back suddenly and began to wildly buck her hips, fucking his dick fast. “Oh daddy! I’m cumming! I’M CUMMIIIING!” She screamed as she exploded.

It was too much for John; her screams sent him over the edge as he felt his balls swell again, and his seed exploded deep inside his daughters’ steaming pussy. They kissed again as load after creamy load of thick, ropey cum shot up Isa’s pussy, and kept kissing until John’s cock softened and slid out of his daughters’ pussy. They leaned against the counter, holding each other for a while, still panting from their orgasms. Finally Isabella kissed her dad again and stood up.

“Daddy, why don’t you go upstairs and escort eryaman get cleaned up, and I’ll cook us breakfast?” She said, wrapping her arms around his waist and looking up at him. Her round face looked innocent, but John could see a glimmer of lust in her love-filled eyes.

John smiled as he looked down at her. “What about you, baby?”

“I want to keep daddy’s juices inside of me all day!” She said, giggling.

John chuckled. “Well, if you insist.”

“I do.” Isabella said. They kissed again and John walked out of the kitchen, Isabella slapping his butt on his way out. He laughed and headed upstairs to take his second shower of the morning.

* * * *

After a wonderful breakfast of omelets that Isa had prepared, John and Isabella were cuddled up on the couch, still naked, watching TV. On a commercial break, John turned to his daughter. “I think we should talk about how things are going to change.” He said seriously. Isabella looked up at him worriedly.

“I don’t want to stop, Daddy.” She said pleadingly.

John chuckled. “Oh baby.” He kissed her head. “I don’t want to stop either. You turn me on so much!” He said, running his hands over her breasts. She smiled. “I just want to make sure we’re on the same level here. That out in the real world, we have to be father and daughter. But behind closed doors….I want you to be my lover.” John paused. “If you’re willing, that is.”

Isabella squealed. “I would love that daddy! More than anything in the world!” She laughed, throwing her arms around his neck, hugging him.

John grinned. “Baby, you just made me the happiest daddy in the world. And after I officially retire next week, we are going to have some fun.”

“Like what, daddy?” Isabella asked innocently.

“Well, I was thinking we could take some trips. Travel. Wherever you want to go. You know, to kind of make up for not being there for you sometimes. I know you’re probably still angry about my not being around sometimes because I’ve worked so much; you probably often thought that I was a horrible dad and you wished you had some other dad.” John said.

Isabella sighed. “Daddy, I wouldn’t trade you for anything in the world! I love you with all my heart!”

John grinned, his eyes lighting up with happiness. “Oh baby!” They kissed again. “I love you too!”

“Oh, and daddy?” Isabella said.

“Yes, babe?”

“Don’t think I didn’t notice your recent discovery of my ass.” Isabella said, smiling seductively. John smiled. “I want you to be the first to penetrate my ass daddy.”

John reached down and squeezed her ass. “Oh baby, I would love that. But I don’t want to rush it. I want it to be a special occasion.” John thought for a moment. “I’ll tell you what, baby. While I’m at work for my last week, you can make plans to go somewhere. I want you to get the best of everything; first class flights, five star hotels, anywhere in the world you want to go. I’ll give you my credit card and you make all the plans. Even take it shopping to get new things for the trip. My last day is Friday; you can book the flight for Saturday afternoon. How does that sound?”

Isabella’s face was glowing, and she was grinning. “Oh daddy! It sounds great! I can’t wait!” She said. She kissed him and then jumped up.

“Where are you going?” John asked.

Isabella turned to him and grinned. “Shopping. I’ve got a lot to do, and only a week to do it!” She said, laughing. She took off up the stairs.

John chuckled and shook his head, watching her cute ass bounce up the stairs. There was no doubt about it in his mind; John was the luckiest man in the world.

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You find yourself tied up spread eagle open and exposed for the world, blindfolded waiting for the first touch. Will it be the feel of leather, or the gentle touch of fingernail or a tongue..? Struggling against your bonds the anticipation is almost too much to bear. Softly you whisper into the silence, begging to be touched to know someone else is there…there is no response but the touch of a….

…A touch of leather, stiff and hard, but tracing ever so softly on your skin. You can’t place it at first. Unsure of what’s being used. Unable to think you mind sinks lower in your body and falls deeper into the feelings of pleasure that the leather is bringing you.

It traces around the base of your neck and slowly and ever so lightly it traces it’s path between your beautiful and exposed breasts. Lazily it travels around your chest following the curve of your breast on you skin, lightly, ever so lightly grazing your nipple as it makes it way over to your other breast. Again it traces around the fullness of your breasts listening closely to your gasps and moans noting your response to each action filing them away for later use. It brushes your nipple, lightly ever so lightly, feeling like nothing more than a gentle breeze. It’s just strong enough to make your nipples hard and protruding from your breast begging to be touched. It moves back and forth between your breasts keeping them at attention. They are hard, heaving and begging for a firmer touch.

Slowly though it traces down your stomach and travels all over your midsection. You giggle, just a bit as it traces down your side, from under your arm to your waist. It traces the a similar path under your other arm. The touch is teasing and tantalizing almost daring you to laugh. But when you give in and giggle, a firmer touch follows almost chastising you. Somehow saying, no not yet…your mine to tease and control.

It travels downward making it’s way around and across your body, though avoiding your sex. You wriggle and moan thrusting your hips into the air begging without saying a word for the attention it craves. Instead it travels to your hips where that soft v that is formed between your stomach and legs. That place where the lighter touch brings shivers through your body. So close, yet so far. The touch is firm but soft continual motion tracing back and forth from one side to the other, lighter and lighter it gets till you giggle, and shudder and giggle again.

Then suddenly it’s between your legs softly riding up and down your slit ever so gently, casually, it’s as if it doesn’t notice that it’s grazing your clit. You moan with desire with each moan your musky smell grows stronger. But then no, it stops… you freeze waiting…wanting. You beg softly to your captor, saying things, asking things wanting things to be done to you. You hear your captor smile with satisfaction that you’re right where they want you. The only reply you hear is I’ve only yet begun…and we have nothing but time….

…You hear a soft chuckle echo softly through the room. A feather soft touch grazes your cheek. You smile. The feathers graze your body, moving exploring all those places dikmen escort bayan that made you moan with anticipation before. The feather dances across your nipples and they harden in response. The feather traces its way down your stomach. Swirling ever so lightly around your belly button. Softly you laugh, the feathers dance up your sides tracing a line from your armpit to your waist. Your soft laughter gets stronger and louder; you’re so wet that it’s soaking the bed.

The feather dances across your stomach again over to the other side, making tracks up and down your other side, teasing you tickling you making you laugh harder gasping for breath. “No… NO…Stop… Please stop…” escapes your lips… Your captor ignores your words and the feather moves down dancing around your pubic area and your inner thighs. Your laugher is mixed with moans, your hips thrust in the air begging for the feather to dance across your clit.

It stops…”So you want me stop…No more…is that what you want?” Softly the feather dances across your clit. Something between a moan and no escapes your lips. It stops again…”are you sure?” the feather again dancing across your clit faster this time. “Don’t stop” erupts from your mouth along with deeper moaning mixed with laughter. The feather continues to dance across your sex, grazing your clit, brushing your inner thighs, sending soft currents of energy dancing across that ever so sensitive soft between your hips and legs.

Faster it’s moving timed perfectly with your laughter and sounds of pleasure. It dances across your clit each time a small spark runs from your clit to deep within you building and building eventually reaching a crescendo of laughter and screams of pleasure. Then it stops, not touching you, but you feel the breeze it makes over your clit, laughing, screaming and sobbing you beg for release. You beg to cum, still riding the crescendo but slipping just a bit. You beg some more laughing and crying as the almost electric currents of pleasure still ricochets through your body.

You can feel your captor smile…you hear a giggle… and then “who am I to deny you your pleasure? They say laughter is the best orgasm” and on the final word the feathers dance across your pussy. Tickling your pussy, and your clit, shockwaves of pleasure reverberate throughout your body, your laughter and screams are indiscernible. Finally release comes and your body arches off the bed, the only thing holding you down is your restraints reminding you and arousing you that much more that you’re still bound, and vulnerable which sends another wave of orgasm rocking through your body.

Your screams and laughter bounce around the room. Your captor giggles and smiles. Slowly your body falls back to the bed, pleasure radiating from your body. Your captor basks in your glow, feeding off the energy from your orgasm. Time passes as you relax sinking into the mattress. You struggle at your bonds, thinking it must be over…”no, no, no, no…we’re not through here yet. Once is never enough. One is only the beginning” A moan escapes your lips anticipation riddles your body every emek escort bayan nerve on end waiting to see what will happen next…

…every nerve is standing on end. Your body trembles waiting for the next touch. And then you feel it the next touch. it’s dancing across your feet. Making swirling patterns lazily across the soles of your feet. Laughter explodes from your mouth, but wait…what’s this…your nipples…a vibrator sends an electric shock wave through your nipples down through your chest. You gasp for air not being able to decide whether to laugh or scream in pleasure. Your feet instinctively pull away, but bound they have no place to go. Your leg muscles strain from the continuous tickling of your feet. Simultaneously your back and chest arches from the pleasure of the vibrator caressing your nipples.

You’re screaming laughing and riding the crescendo to another orgasm. Just seconds away from climaxing again everything stops. No feet, no nipples, no vibrator nothing. Your scream, in frustration, you beg, plead, bargain, anything to come. You were so close, “Please, please let me cum.” “Yes I know how close you were, and I’ll bring you there again and again. but remember your orgasms are mine to control not yours”says your captor.

A soft giggle reverberates through the room. You feel a weight on the bed. Your captor straddles you. You feel the warmth of their breath on your skin. A sweet breath blows across your body. Goose bumps jump off your skin in response. You giggle as the breath continues to dance across your sweaty skin. It blows across your nipples closer and closer it comes. Your laughter continues but slight screams erupt in between. A tongue suddenly flicks your nipple. The warmth of it causes a loud moan to escape your lips. Tenderly the tongue caresses your nipples. Then they’re drawn in and sucked lightly, the nipple being gingerly rolled about and teeth ever so gently graze your nipple. Moans and laughter are filling the room.

Then suddenly as the masterful mouth is moving back and forth between your tits working them teasing them, that touch, soft, repetitive and playfully dances around that spot on your sides. That spot you have that when tickled will send you racing down the track toward and orgasm. The louder you laugh, the faster you’re tickled, the faster you’re tickled, the more fervently your breasts are sucked and teased and pleased. You body is shaking and rocking testing the limits of your bonds.

You hear “Now…now you can cum. Cum for me…Let me hear you cum…” You gladly comply. Your body has left the bed, your voice has filled the room and your cum flows out freely soaking the bed. You pass out from the exhaustion…feeling a release and glow like none other…

How long you’re out you don’t know, but a sound…something familiar?…yes I know that sound..wait…that wasn’t a dream. You move your arm to find you’re still tied down. Your awareness comes flooding back to you as pleasure still warms your body. But that sound..it’s…no it’s not… “yes my dear it’s exactly what you think it is.” You struggle to place that sound. It’s a eryaman escort bayan soft but deep constant vibrating noise. It’s not loud like a vibrator. The realization of what it is hits you simultaneously as the vibrations tickle you clit.

You’re so sensitive now that this sensation instantly drives you wild, you scream as the sensations rush through your body. “My, my aren’t we the sensitive one.” a soft giggle floats through the air. All the while the pleasure continues to vibrate around your pussy. Dancing across your clit, exploring all the folds and hidden spots of your pussy. Occasionally it passes just into the entrance of your dark moist pleasure cave sending vibrations through you from the inside out. Your riding the wave of pleasure dancing on the edge of orgasm, never being allowed to cum, but staying close, maddening close.

Your mind is gone, floating on a sea of pleasure completely lost from reality. Your bonds are no longer restraints but tethers that keep you anchored from completely floating away into oblivion. Floating on this sea of pleasure, you feel something else join you… Hands, mouths, tongues. lots of hands floating all over your body. Tickling your sides, Tongues dance across your stomach as warm mouths envelop your breasts, sucking, nibbling, and rolling your nipples between their lips. all of these sensations all at once, almost orchestrated.

Your bonds are released, but replaces by hands lots of hands. Massaging and tickling your hands, running finger nails along your forearms. Dancing across your elbows and tracing the biceps as it connects into the soft under part of your arms. All at once all at the same time, both arms, nipples breast, tongues dancing in and around your navel, more tongues dancing across your pubic area, following the natural lines of your body. Hands on your feet tickling the bottoms of them with the lightest of touches. Hands massaging your ankles, running up your inner thighs close, but stopping just shy of your pleasure center. You ride these waves of pleasure screaming laughing as they tickle and tease you, massage and please you over and over never ending. You can’t tell where one sensation stops and the other begins.

Orgasms rock your body, your voice is horse but you can’t stop. You wonder when this storm of pleasure will end. Then your storm of sensations are brought sharply into focus between your legs as a warm mouth explores your pleasure center. It laps up your cum, while your clit is pleased and teased with the vibrator. The tongue dances in and out fo your pussy, caressing your clit when the vibrator eases up. The tongue explores the deep center and recesses of your pussy. Fingers explore your pussy with the tongue dancing around them and the vibrator on your clit.

Your body explodes, overloads and you ride the finger for all it’s worth. With all the remaining strength in your body you cum, violently, every nerve being caresses, pleased and teased. Your mind breaks and shatters unable to process all of this pleasure all at once. Hips rocking, back arching, head thrown back and screaming, laughing all at once. You ride the fingers, the warmth the waves of pleasure, into a deep dark welcoming oblivion of unconsciousness. As your fade away riding the last waves of pleasure, you feel warmth and comfort as hands hold you close and comfort you. The last thing you hear faintly in the distance is, “Thank you. It’s been a pleasure. For both of us.”

Tickles

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Jade wandered around in a bit of a fog the entirety of the next day. Akim did not call for her again. Honoring his word? Or taking his rejection like a man?

Her feet carried her aimlessly from one part of the palace to the next while she searched out each entry point. It was approaching sunset when she passed through the main forecourt and saw Nahid. She looked much the same as Jade had 32 hours ago. Covered in sperm, tear stained and exhausted. Her hand was furiously working a short thick cock while the recipient spewed forth all manner of vile boasts. From what he would like to do to ‘those pretty little nipples’ to where he would like to stick his cock after she jerked him off.

At long last the man came while going through a rendition of all the ways he could please her with his tongue. Jade speculated that half his pleasure came from the sound of his own voice. His hot gunk splashed Nahid’s cheek and glopped down onto her breasts.

Jade stumbled from the room seeking Li’ir. Sure, it was easy to hate Nahid for the cruel taunts she constantly threw Jade’s way or the way she had deliberately touched Jade intimately knowing all the while her touch wasn’t welcome, but all that aside, Nahid was still a person and did not deserve to be restrained and forced to pleasure men against her will.

Jade navigated the palace halls with a speed and dexterity she would have been proud of had she bothered to notice. Her only focus was getting to Li’ir, who in the end proved easy to find.

“Li’ir,” she entreated, bowing slightly before meeting her eyes, “I must see the prince as soon as possible.”

Li’ir arched an enquiring brow. Whatever Akim had done to her had no doubt worked because Jade was fairly chomping at the bit in her anxiousness to see him.

Stifling a laugh, Li’ir went in search of him.

Akim was lost in deep reverie when Li’ir entered the room, still somewhat mystified over what to make of Jade’s behavior. She was a slave for God’s sake. He couldn’t very well discuss his predicament with others, not and still maintain their respect.

Li’ir’s smile suggested he was about to be very pleased with the tidings she brought him. He hoped so.

The present Li’ir had given him in the form of Jade had at first seemed a gift, but he was quickly coming to realize any gift could turn into a curse if it was not handled properly. Jade had managed to turn his palace into a mad house since coming. His closest confidant and defender had lectured him on his treatment of her, his favorite love slave was being enjoyed by the whole of his kingdom as punishment for touching her, and his latest acquirement had scorned his love, if he had read the situation correctly.

Yes, he certainly hoped Li’ir stood before him with good news. But the pessimist in him sorely doubted it. As a result, his tone, when he spoke, was terser than he intended.

“Yes?”

Her smile slipped a little at his curt tone, but she continued on fearlessly knowing she was about to give him great pleasure.

“Jade requests an audience with you.” Li’ir gave a slightly malicious smile before continuing. “Shall I send her away?”

Akim gave her suggestion due consideration. If Jade was panting after sex it would serve his purposes to make her wait. It would serve his purposes best to make her beg. Though after all the frustration he had suffered the previous night he would probably do well to drill her until she couldn’t walk straight.

“Bring her to me.”

Li’ir turned to do his bidding. The American innocent was about to truly learn her way around a man’s body if the look in his eye’s had been any sign. His passion was high and Li’ir doubted if she would see either of them again before sunrise.

Jade entered his library with a pinched look to her face. It briefly dissipated as she beheld the splendor of his private library and compared it with the others she had seen thus far. It was so lavishly appointed she could barely believe it was a mere office and reading room. Her fascination held for only a moment as the urgent reason for her visit returned to her. Her eyes were drawn to his figure as he moved to stand opposite her. The heat from his body reached out and stroked an enticing path down her body as he loomed over her.

She immediately bowed before him to escape his presence. It was a reluctant Jade that rose, lifting her eyes only as far as his left shoulder. She didn’t see the hot burn of desire in his eyes and she had certainly missed the bulging welcome that had sprung to life upon her entering. Jade was in her own little world shaping the words that would hopefully set Nahid free.

“My Prince,” she greeted.

He inclined his head in acknowledgment and waited for her to continue.

“Nahid.” Jade said the name that had brought her rushing to his side. Anxious to get it all out before her courage deserted her she rushed on, “Nahid is not at fault for what happened yesterday.”

No response.

“I ask that you release her.”

Deafening silence.

“Please.”

His hand dikmen escort reached out and grabbed her arm clasping her to him. “Please me first and I will consider it.”

Her first inclination was to look up and try to read his emotions through his eyes; she stifled the impulse ruthlessly. Although the piercing grip on her arm gave her a fair idea of what he was feeling. As did the proud erection that was pressed into her stomach.

She wondered how much of his current response was residual anger from her reaction to his avowal of love. Correction. His possible avowal of love. He wasn’t even sure if he felt anything for her yet.

His grip tightened marginally as she stood passively and silently in his embrace.

“Please you in what way?”

His mind immediately filled with hot thoughts of what he would like to do to her, but as she had said the night before it was always about him. And if he voiced a single one of his thoughts he would only be proving her right.

Certainly she had given him the right with her question to demand anything he wanted. Even that she rescind their agreement and allow him to sate himself on her body whenever he pleased. But that was not love. So he would let her decide for herself the best way to please him and see if she had been paying attention in the weeks past.

“In the way that you think would please me most.”

For a moment Jade felt like she was on acid. She was definitely tripping out if the riddle he had just laid before her had been correctly interpreted. She could choose how to please him? In such a case as that she hoped he would be pleased by further begging because that was the most she felt like doing.

Focus, she bade herself. This is important.

Akim had taken her in various ways throughout the past weeks, had taught her various things. Some positions she knew gave him more pleasure than others, but it seemed he received the most pleasure from witnessing or tasting her own pleasure. She would go that route and pray it was the correct one.

A self-conscious hand drifted through her hair as she acknowledged that she had looked better. Certainly more desirable. But she couldn’t very well ask him to wait while she went to freshen up and beautify herself. If nothing else it would negate the urgency and gravity of her request.

Akim turned his back on Jade, giving her a few minutes to gather herself as he settled indolently on a lounge chair. His brain raced in circles trying to fathom her next move. As his mind threw forth one delicious possibility after another, he found his restraint tested to the limit. He battled his natural inclination to spread her thighs and plunder her honeyed depths.

Jade strolled over to him and gently eased herself between his legs. “Will you help me undress?”

Impertinent eyes scraped over the miniscule peasant top and semi-sheer pants. It would take her all of three seconds to take the pieces off herself. His mocking eyes met the challenge in hers.

One shoulder lifted in a negligent shrug that questioned his hesitation. That one cheeky shoulder ended his perusal.

Hands that wanted to hurry and strip her naked were forced to slow down, forced to give the impression that he wasn’t eager to view her in all her glory. One long, tan finger trailed under the waist line of her pants stretching the fabric taunt for a few tension laden moments before he snapped it back in place. Steady hands set her away from him before calmly assuming their place in his lap.

Her bewildered gaze flew to his.

“I would like it more if you undressed yourself.”

Without hesitating, she lifted her hands to the hem of her shirt, eager to have the whole experience over with.

“Slowly.”

The command hit her like a bullet stopping her in her tracks. Her hands lowered to her sides. Several deep breaths were pulled through her lungs before she felt strong enough to put on the performance of a lifetime.

To date, undressing had been a functional process for her. The necessary step between being dressed and being nude. She turned away from him and slowly dropped one strap.

She glanced over her shoulder to see if he was paying attention. She was pleased to note his eyes were glued to that one fallen strap. She let the other one fall and turned to face him.

Just the crest of each globe was showing and she playfully tightened her arms across her chest to force just a little bit more flesh up to where his eyes could partake. Slowly she lowered the fabric and just when her nipples would have been revealed she turned away again. The harshly indrawn breath suggested just how much he had wanted to see them.

She pulled the top the rest of the way down with her back to him and he was forced to gaze upon inch upon creamy inch of smooth skin. She wriggled the shirt to the floor and daintily stepped out of it.

His impatience got the best of him and he once again became the autocratic prince she found unbearable. “Turn around.”

Jade did as he asked and emek escort turned, but her arms stayed firmly crossed over her breasts.

“Is this what you want?” she asked, standing there for all the world as though she wasn’t denying him what he wanted most. As if she wasn’t willfully disobeying him.

The temptation was strong to demand she take her hands down, but he was too clever for that. He did the next best thing, asked her to continue undressing.

One hand stayed across her breasts while the other slowly worked her pants down. He followed the achingly slow progress with single minded focus, visually devouring each inch of flesh as it was revealed. She knew he could see the dark thatch of hair between her legs, but not the jewel that lay nestled within and she took pleasure in that.

She managed to wriggle her pants to her feet as well and stepped out of them. She bent over to retrieve her clothes from the floor letting her bottom stand high in the air for the precious seconds it took to gather them.

Her hand gave up its missions of concealment, but from the back he was unable to see much more than her pert bottom and long legs. His hands curled tightly as he waited to see what she would do next.

It wasn’t a long wait. She finished fiddling with her clothing and turned to face him.

The playful vixen who had refused him even the most cursory glance of her nipples was gone and in her place was a proud miss who gloried in her beauty. She approached him with a sultry stroll passing close enough for him to touch and then skidded away. Her thighs came up against his desk and she settled onto it. She brought a single leg up to the desk so that at long last he could view the jewel he desired.

His eyes caressed her folds for long moments before lifting to her eyes.

“Will you do something for me?” Her request hung between them. She had never asked him for anything…except to be released, but that hardly counted. He stared at her for long moments.

His head inclined the slightest bit to indicate he was willing to listen.

A small concession, but one she knew not to take for granted.

“Will you touch yourself for me?”

His eyes darkened at the request.

“Will you show me how you like to be touched?”

He didn’t respond, but she could see the bulge beneath his pants twitch in excitement. She left her request hanging between them, seeing if he would take action, or in any way acknowledge her request. She half expected it to be met with disdain so she was surprised when he at last growled out a reply.

“You know how I like to be touched.”

His words were gentle but it was a clear chastisement. A clear warning to back down, but she refused to heed them. She knew she was supposed to be going out of her way to please him yet a selfish imp in her prompted this bit of selfishness and demanded that he please her for once.

“Do I?” Her head cocked to the side like an exotic bird as she continued, “Or are you too intensely private to share something so intimate with me?”

She knew the claim was unfair, but she said it anyway to prompt a response from him. A man as fundamentally sensual as he was wasn’t afraid to share anything sexual. It was more likely that a prince didn’t share such things with a slave, but she wanted it anyway. Wanted to see him touch himself as he had asked her to do so many times.

It was the challenging spark in her eyes that dared him to do it. The same spark that seconds later had him lifting his hand to stroke his stiff member through his pants.

Eyes luminous with pleasure dropped to follow the motion of that one hand. She was damned if she was going to miss a single second of the performance he was putting on.

As she watched his long fingers slide over his thick cock she felt hot desire pool between her legs. The image burned into her mind as a curl of dark desire snaked its way down her spine. Just watching him filled her with all sorts of illicit desires. The desire to push his hands aside and replace them with her own. The desire to unfasten his pants and let all that hard aggression spring forth. The desire to let her mouth relearn every dip and hollow on his gorgeous body.

She clenched her thighs for a second as her desire reached fever pitch and leaked from between her legs. All this and she hadn’t even seen the prize yet. Akim watched her watching him. No, he corrected himself, she wasn’t doing anything as simple as watching. Her eyes were devouring every inch of his body. The epitome of enraptured.

He slowed his stroke to tease her. He bit back a groan as he too felt the loss of his persistent caress.

Jade. Everything about her was unique and, if he was being honest, compelling. The force of his indomitable self-control was laid low in the face of the desire she stirred in him. And though she had come to him a virgin he absolutely blamed her for his loss of will.

He couldn’t remember having a partner who watched him with such single minded focus. He couldn’t eryaman escort remember a woman who made him want to perform to her satisfaction. The very nature of what he was dictated that others bent over backwards to please him. And yet he found himself unzipping his pants, when he should be working, for her pleasure.

Her tongue came out to moisten lips that had gone dry in anticipation.

The zipper was down, but instead of bringing his heated flesh out for her eyes to feast on he kept it tucked away and continued to stroke it.

She groaned in frustration as he spit on his hand and it disappeared inside his pants. He could see her making little motions on the desk in agitation. Knowing how badly she wanted to see it gave him the strength he needed it to keep it out of sight.

His hand tightened incrementally as he observed her. Her eyes were glued to his crotch and her tongue was absentmindedly stroking her teeth. His gut clenched in hot desire.

“Let me see it,” she begged. Her hand twitched on the desktop, desperate to dig into her own lush folds as she watched him.

Her broken plea was all the incentive he needed to draw his flesh out into the open.

His hand swept swiftly up to the tip and back down to the base as he continued watching her. She was making little moans of desire he doubted she was even aware of. And he could see her pussy glistening with desire just from watching him. The thought that he could slide deep into her pussy without even touching her and she would welcome him pushed him to the edge of orgasm.

“Now do something for me,” he demanded. His voice was gravelly with desire and sounded harsh, autocratic. And sexy. She wanted him desperately.

Desire stole her voice, but she didn’t need to reply. She knew what he wanted.

Her head fell back a little in pure need as she imagined giving in to him. It would feel so good to slide a finger inside herself and work herself to the rhythm of his strokes.

She brought a single finger between her legs and ran it through her slit just once. Her eyes dropped away from him to monitor her progress. She brought the glistening finger up to her mouth and sucked it clean.

The whole job could have been done in seconds, but she drew it out. Her mouth lingered on her finger and her cheeks hollowed out as she sucked hard. When she was done she removed the clean digit from her mouth and met his eyes. They smoldered with a kind of feral hunger that she knew meant she only had moments before his control broke. He still stroked himself at an intense and furious rhythm, but it was almost absentminded.

He wanted her. To taste her. To devour her.

For a moment there was only silence. Aside from their ragged breathing not so much as a chirping bird could be heard. It was like the whole earth stood still and waited to see who would move first.

She broke the silence. “Did you like that?”

A harsh groan was torn from his throat.

“Were you wishing it was your finger between my thighs? Your tongue cleansing away the taste of me?”

His neck muscles were extended in agony and she knew he was moments away from coming.

“Would you like to taste me now?”

The words were pure invitation and his mind received the invitation and acted on it before his body even knew what it was doing. He was on her and in her in the blink of an eye. Her flesh spasmed with that first thrust catapulting her into an orgasm that literally left her shaking. His hips pumped swiftly for all of two seconds before he joined her in ecstasy.

***

The look on Akim’s face was thunderous as he navigated his way to the main hall. Sated and yet unsatisfied.

She had toyed with him. Using his desire as a weapon. He was infuriated with her for playing him like a master and at the same time oddly aroused by her manipulation. Offering him a taste when she knew he was at the end of his rope. Letting him see how much the sight of him aroused her. And the worst offense, making him want to confess his love to her in post-coital bliss.

He had been sorely tempted to take her again when he pulled out of her. Her pussy had winked back at him pink and dripping wet. The desire to take one lick at it had ridden him hard. But one taste of their combined enjoyment and he knew he would have wanted so much more. So he had walked away. Before he was ready. And was paying for it.

His cock throbbed in his pants despite having just been satisfied and his countenance hardened further in his frustration.

Nahid quivered as she caught sight of him approaching. The raw aggression she read on his face made her wary, but she still greeted him as due his position when he approached.

His eyes raked over her face, taking in the regret in her eyes and the desire. He was hard pressed to keep the look of disgust from his face. It was nothing to do with the fact that she was covered in sperm, and everything to do with the way her eyes rested on him as if he were some kind of a God. Not even a hint of censure in her gaze. Her only desire to be forgiven. It was at such great odds from Jade’s response he could hardly stomach it. Jade consumed him until he could barely breathe. Even when she defied him she could do no wrong. He valued her spirit and how she made him feel. Like a man. Like a man in love.

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