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‘What the hell, Sarah? Why do you just come walking into the office making out with your wife, Becky? You know I work here, right?’ I thought, shooting them a dirty look.

Neither of them even acknowledged me and went into Sarah’s office a minute later. I sighed and tried to get my work done.

“I swear every time I see them just going at it like that, they infect me, so I can’t get shit done, but that floozy whines to me that I’m running behind. WTF, really? Is it a joke, or just a ploy to get me to freak out so she can fire me? I mean, tell me, so at least the mystery will go away.”

They gave me a few distraction-free minutes, but then they came back out there. I bit down on my bottom lip and tried to keep my eyes off them, but of course, it was like trying to ignore a knife lodged in my gut. A minute later, Becky came to my desk and moved some stuff on my desk.

Then I watched her sit on it, facing away from me. “Hey, Sarah, Becky, what the hell? You’re sitting on my desk. Do you not realize that you’re not in your wife’s office now?”

“Hey, that’s my wife,” Sarah bitched, coming towards me. “You can’t talk to her like that.”

“Hey, Sarah, I may not have my own office here, but this is still my desk, though. Did you two get tired of making out and fucking in your office? This is my desk. Can’t you two at least respect my stuff? I fully realize this is your office, Sarah, but shit, come on, how much bullshit am I supposed to deal with here?” I griped, pushing my stuff back. “It’s bad enough I have to deal with this sexual work environment, and I’ve been more than patient with you, but I’m calling bullshit now.”

“Wait, don’t you like girls, though, Jill?” she pondered, coming toward me.

“Yes, but that doesn’t mean I want to see you two making out all the time. Should I just consider myself lucky that you two don’t have sex out here? I swear if you lie and say you don’t have sex in your office, I’m gonna scream.”

“So, fucking what if I make out with my wife out here? As you said, this is my office, and I have the right to make out with her anywhere I damn well please,” Sarah made clear, setting her hands on my desk. “You didn’t pay for this desk; I did. You’re not the best worker, you know, so it’s not like you have a good work ethic to fall back on either, so I’d tread carefully with it if I were you. I think having to see us make out is a small price to pay for the money you make and the shitty job you do.”

“Well, Sarah, I might be able to work better if you didn’t make out all the time and moan at the top of your lungs too in there. I get it; Becky here knows what she’s doing down there; congrats, you hooked a whale instead of a fish, but that shouldn’t mean I have to pay the price, though. I should be able to work in a traditional work environment where I don’t have to see you two going at it and hearing it just outside that office right there either. Is that too much to ask, whether I’m the perfect office worker or not?” I groaned, before standing.

I looked at both of them, but didn’t work a word from either of them.

“What, am I just freaking out over nothing here? Is that how you see me? By the way, Sarah, your wife here had walked through here in just her bra and thong several times. I’ve never whined about that either, so really, do you think I’m just whiny?”

“I guess so, so I must say, either deal with the bullshit as you call it, or find another job. If I have to choose between being affectionate with Becky in the office or having you, it doesn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out which will win. I can hire a hundred different people that would like to have your job.”

I bit down on my bottom lip and tried not to scream.

“Fuck it, I’m leaving,” I groaned, getting up and grabbing my stuff.

“So, you’re quitting? It’s not time to leave for another two hours.”

“If you want to call it quitting, fine, but I need an early day, Sarah. I’ll be back tomorrow, and if you want to fire me for taking off early, fine, do it; obviously, no one is gonna stop you. So, goodbye, Sarah. I won’t be here, so feel free to fuck on my desk,” I invited them, before I just left.

I didn’t know what to think, but I just had to get out of there. They drove me nuts and had me acting out too. I just went home, relaxed in the bathtub, and did my best for them not to plague my mind. Of course, it was still an uphill battle, but I managed to pull it off.

Anyway, I came back to work and strolled down the hallway. “Fuck, I’m so dreading today. What the hell else could I do? They weren’t listening to reason, and I couldn’t take it for another second. It was like they were rubbing it in my face. Sarah might be attractive and have a pretty wife to showboat, but not here, not to me. I don’t give a crap if I like girls or not, I’m not into seeing them make out like horny schoolgirls.”

Even though I knew I was right in my own way, I surely knew Sarah saw it her way, that I was just supposed to deal with it, Konya Escort as she said. Nevertheless, I still put my best foot forward as I got close to her office.

I halted a few feet in front of the door. “What the fuck, do I hear moaning?”

“Oh, yes, Becky, just like that, fuck that pussy,” I heard Sarah moan.

“No fucking way, that’s too loud for them to be in her office, no, you’re in my little section. It’s not even an office, and even after what I said to you yesterday,” I groaned, before going to the door.

I opened it and immediately got sight of them. “What the hell, Sarah!” I yelped, dropping my bag. “You’re having sex on my desk, are you serious?” I questioned, coming towards them.

They both looked at me for a few seconds with the same skeptical looks I saw yesterday.

“What, you two are just going to stare at me now? Sarah, I come in here to find Becky going down on you while you’re on my desk getting your juice all over it and the papers on there too? As if this isn’t bullshit enough, are you going to bitch to me that the Davidson papers are soiled? Is it somehow still going to be my fault because nothing is ever your fault? I make appointments for you, but you’re too busy with your wife here to pay attention, so you take it out on me. That was something I was too pissed off to even get into yesterday. By the way, am I fired?”

Yet, even after that speech, I didn’t get them to stop. Becky just resumed going down on Sarah like she was gonna die if she didn’t.

“Come on; this is bullshit. I can’t work in this sexual work environment. Do I have to quit just to send you the message? I love girls and think you’re both good-looking ladies, but this isn’t okay. All the shit you two pulled before was on the line at best, but this is clearly over the line. This isn’t being a good boss, Sarah. You’re both completely naked and fucking on my desk; how is that okay?”

Again, they didn’t speak, but I caught Sarah’s attention. She stared at me, but didn’t say a word. She even scooted over a tad towards me, giving me a better view of her tits.

“You’re trembling now, Jill; why is that?”

“Probably because you’re showing off your body, and your wife is still going strong on your twat down there. You know I like girls, but if I bitch about something because I hate seeing it, you think I just need it shoved down my throat here? Making me hear through that door isn’t enough; I have to see it right on my desk now? Is that what you’re saying, Sarah?”

“No, more along the lines of, ‘Why don’t you join us? So, then, it’ll be a good work environment, and you’ll feel much better once your part of the sexual things’, you know what I mean. You need to get laid too, Jill, and then you’ll feel so much better. When was the last time you got your pussy eaten, had some chick pound you with a strap on, or gotten finger fucked? There’s a reason you’re eyeballing us, even though you’re repulsed,” she added, bringing her hands to my blouse. “You want to get involved, you’re just too stubborn to admit it; tell me I’m wrong, Jill,” she implored me, undoing my top button.

“You are, Sarah,” I protested, backing away. “I’m not getting involved with you two.”

“Why not?” Becky pondered, rising with me. “It’s not like you have a girlfriend.”

She allowed me to get a good view of her figure too.

“Don’t worry, she won’t get jealous, Jill, you may eyefuck the shit out of my body,” she offered, before closing the gap.

“What are you doing, Becky?” I objected, backing away.

“Well, you got to see us; we should get to see you too,” she replied, coming towards me.

“Yes, but I didn’t want to see you two, though. I came into the small space that’s supposed to be my space and found you two fucking on my desk. It’s not a fair trade; I don’t want to get involved with you two, even if I am single and you’re both intoxicating,” I groaned, before landing on Becky’s breasts.

I glared at them for a few seconds in silence.

“I think we’re winning her over, Becky,” Sarah added, coming up behind her and wrapping her arms around her as well. “There’s no need to be ashamed, Jill, just give in to temptation. It’s just a human condition that everyone suffers from, but it’s just a matter of the circumstances, that’s all. Maybe this will help you if our naked bodies aren’t deciding for you; if you don’t let my smoking hot wife undress you now, you’re fired.”

“What, you can’t fire me for that. That’s against the law, not to mention just shitty too. That’s not being a good boss.”

“Well, there’s the door, Jill,” Sarah added, turning Becky around and having her go back to her knees. “Whether you stay or not, we’re putting this desk to good use,” she made clear, before Becky went to town on her again. “Feel free to watch; we all know you want to, so let a hand into that skirt too. Get yourself off to us, and let yourself have something good out of this. I won’t fire you for being horny, I’m a bitch, but not a Konya Escort Bayan mean bitch.”

“She’s right, Jill,” Becky added, taking a break.

“Sit next to the boss and get a good view.”

I bit down on my bottom lip and maintained my position for a moment. Needless to say, Becky didn’t stop, and Sarah even felt it necessary to lie back because of the pleasure too. Even though she lied on the short side, so her head and some of her back hanged off, she still did it.

I had to see Becky working her magic again. ‘Well, shit, I don’t think it’s even physically possible to do that better. She’s using that tongue and those fingers perfectly too. It’s no wonder that Sarah moans like that every time, but still, this is unacceptable. Crap, though, I feel my juicer flowing down my legs, and I’m vibrating. You clever wench, you knew I hated it hearing the moaning and seeing you two make out, so you show what I can’t see. Damn, you do have a sexy bush to showboat too, floozy, as does your wife,’ I thought, scanning them constantly.

Even though the sight in front of me was hot as heck, I still couldn’t walk forward.

After a few minutes, Becky calmly rose with me. “Come on,” she implored me, gently taking my hands in hers. “What’s the point of living if you don’t do a few things you’re not supposed to do. Spend your allowance on junk food instead of saving it, watch porn before you’re eighteen, or maybe just fucking someone that you’re not supposed to, Jill. It’s not like anyone is underage or forcing someone to fuck,” she explained, before bringing her hands to my blouse again.

She undid it without permission, but I didn’t oppose that. I just let it happen, and Sarah couldn’t resist, but to come up behind me. I felt her hands on my skirt, and she tugged it a tad first. Then she undid it, and it fell off me as Becky had my blouse off me too.

“Oh, a sexy dark green bra and thong set, Jill?” Sarah pondered, pulling on the straps of both. “I can’t say I’m complaining,” she said, pushing herself on my back. “Now, you have three choices, kiss Becky, feel her, preferably her tits, or leave. Don’t be afraid to combine two choices too.”

I had to eyefuck Becky’s body, and she was just as pushy as her wife because she took my hands and placed them on her moneymakers.

“Oh, you like them, don’t you, Jill?” Sarah gloated, pushing herself even harder.

“You already fucking I’d like them, Sarah, shit!” I griped, stomping my feet. “Congrats again, you can connect dots as well as pick your ladies. The point is, I don’t want our dots to be connected, but you decided to put yourselves right out here on my desk. The only way you could one-up yourselves there is showing up at my apartment and have me walk in on you two screwing.”

“Yes, but this was simpler, now give my wife a kiss.”

I looked into Becky’s eyes and bit down on my bottom lip hard as she grabbed my arms. They both knew temptation all by itself wasn’t enough, so they shoved it down my throat, so to speak. My hands stayed on Becky’s knockers, but she didn’t move her lips to mine this time.

She waited for me, but I forced her to wait over a minute. Even though I still objected to them and their method of getting me to play lesbian ball. Even if they were hot as hell and making it next to impossible for me to resist, I still couldn’t be distraught with them.

Then I calmly pushed my lips onto Becky’s. ‘Just as I was afraid of, I love it. I already feel intimacy coming out the wazoo, and I know they’re going to be gloating about it too. Shit, this isn’t fair at all.’

After a moment, Becky parted her lips from mine. “You see, you’re gonna like having a sexual work environment when you’re involved in the sex, Jill. Feel free to get a girlfriend and bring her by here. You may either out on your desk all you want too; I don’t think the boss will bitch about it.”

“No, but I still make the decisions around here, though, Becky.”

“Shut the fuck up, and kiss her now,” Becky ordered her, turning me around too. “And feel your boss’s jugs too, Jill,” she told me, putting them on her rack. “They won’t bite.”

“It’s alright, Jill,” Sarah assured me, enveloping her arms around me. “People love to hate the things they shouldn’t love, but do,” she reminded me, before kissing me. “Just like kissing your hussy boss, right?”

“Yes, Sarah,” I groaned, before kissing her again.

I hated them both with a passion, but of course, for gloating. Sarah said all the words except ‘I was, and you were wrong.’, but that only made it worse because she even added, demonstrating that she was right to the mix too.

Our boobs went against each other, but hers were bigger and made it easier to push me back. Although I went back on Becky’s breasts, she helped herself feel the sides of mine anyway with my bra still on. Even though I still hated them, they found my weak spot and pounced on it.

“Oh, she’s spouting off juice now, babe; we have her on the Escort Konya hook.”

“Shut the fuck up!” I roared, pushing them both away. “Quit your damn rejoicing already. You didn’t discover the cure for cancer; you shoved yourselves down my throat, so quit patting yourselves on the back and undo my bra already, Becky. I know you’re dying to, so do it. You got me to say ‘Fuck it.’ and give in, that’s all.”

“Fair enough, it won’t happen again, Jill, if you come into my office with us,” Sarah offered, putting her to mine.

I took a deep breath and took it. Then we all went in there. Becky shut the door.

Sarah went to her couch and took off the cushions. “That has a pull-out bed?”

“Yes, the sex is so much better on a bed than on a desk, Jill,” she answered, pulling it out.

“It’s true,” Becky agreed, undoing my bra.

Sarah took it off me as Becky slid down my thong too. As I was naked with them, they invited me to the bed, and we lay down with me in the middle as our backs were on the end. My arms stayed at my sides, but they both felt me high and low for a few minutes.

I shook, but not because they made me feel good. I felt awkward, to say the least, and on edge, but I was betting on this being the best in the end.

After a few minutes, Becky stopped on my tit and squeezed it a bit as Sarah brought my face up and kissed me. “You don’t need to be so reluctant and nervous, I’m just your skank boss, and that’s my wife. We won’t bite unless you want us to, that is,” she whispered, before taking my hand and moving it to her cherry. “That’s a married pussy, but that doesn’t mean you can’t enjoy it. Welcome to a real sexual work environment,” she welcomed me, before kissing me again. “Oh, I see my wife heading down to your snatch now, you better buckle, well, you’ve seen me try to deal with the pleasure.”

From one second to the next, I suddenly felt Becky’s tongue come out and lick me down there. I jolted a bit and already loved the pleasure just as they were pocketing their gloats. Sarah placed her hand on mine as it remained on her twat too.

So, I had two sources of pleasure all of a sudden. If that wasn’t enough, she even squeezed herself behind me a bit, but kept her crotch in the open. So, I felt her melons pressing on my back as well, so there was no stopping them.

“Fuck, Becky, you’re like a damn artist.”

“Who is mad at who now? You could’ve felt that thrill earlier, but you wanted to fight us.”

“Shut the hell up, Sarah,” I whined, slanting my head back and closing my eyes.

I couldn’t formulate words by then, I just had to deal with it all, and they drove the fun to hell and back. I couldn’t move my fingers on Sarah’s vagina too much either, but I still felt her juice plummeting out frequently.

I lied down as flat as I could on her, and she reached over to my melons and grasped them both quite hard. So, they both had all the bases covered and got me good. I couldn’t fight the gratification at all because their hate transformed into lust too, but of course, they knew that.

I felt Becky’s tongue already flinging around like a pinball; she didn’t warm up at all and just fucked me like a lesbian pro. I couldn’t make myself feel her head; she took control of me when her tongue came onto my cherry.

I vibrated nonstop and pushed myself on Sarah as well. That only made her squeeze my tits even harder, so I knew they weren’t just turned on, but mentally dancing that they won. They managed not to speak of that for the time being, but I knew Sarah, and it would come out again.

For that moment, she watched Becky perform perfect oral sex on me for a change. I couldn’t see her do it, but I felt it, and just as I feared, I couldn’t have loved it more if I tried. I even shed a few tears within the first three minutes.

I was positive that Sarah saw it, but she declined to comment. After a few nonstop minutes, I felt Becky take a small break, and she climbed up to Sarah. I arched my head to see them kiss, but then she went right back down.

“You two are in love.”

“You couldn’t say that,” Sarah added, getting out from underneath me.

She came back to my tits and opened her mouth. I suddenly felt her licking my nipple and her wife fucking me senseless with her tongue as well. I found myself in hell, but a hot and sexy one, to say the least. Even though it was cool in there, I was sweating my ass off indeed.

“Oh, fuck yes, you two suck, but shit,” I groaned, plopping hands on each of their heads.

I just lied back and took in all the pleasure I could. Just as Becky was wonderful at eating me out, Sarah showed she excelled at licking and sucking on nipples. I couldn’t see to verify, but I knew I covered her face with my juice completely.

In addition to her tongue moving around so much, she also jerked her face back and forth. So, I was practically a novice just getting the work done by a lesbo legend, it seemed. I couldn’t put into words how great I felt; I just got fucked so well that nothing else mattered.

I couldn’t even think about being so pissed off before; I only cared that they both made me feel beyond excellent, but like invincible. Sarah surely paid attention to both of my boobs and licked both of them nonstop for me.

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I talked to you at work today and it seemed like you were having a very bad day. I know just how to fix that. I am waiting for you when you get home. I hand you a glass of wine at the door, and kiss you. I lead you to the bathroom. The tub is already full with hot water, bubbles and oil. There are candles burning and the lights are off.

You start to say something but I just press my finger to your lips and stop you. I stare into your eyes and slowly start to unbutton your top. I slide it down over your shoulders, and caress them as I do. I then unbutton your skirt, and slide my hands down your legs to the floor. I wrap my arms around you tight, and unfasten your bra. I rub your back and hold you close to me. I whisper in your ear, “Relax, just let me lead you.” I slide my hands down your sides and slide your pantyhose down your legs. I rub your calves, and then up your thighs. I am on my knees in front of you, looking up into your eyes. I kiss your stomach, and then down to your panties. I slip my tongue under the waistband, and then grab them with my teeth. I pull them down to your knees with my teeth, then start to kiss my way up your thighs. I stop when I get to your pussy, and plant a gentle kiss right on your shaved lips. I slide your panties the rest of the way off, and then take your hand and help you into the tub.

I hand you your wine and tell you ” Just lay back, I will be right back.” I return with your favorite meal. I sit beside the tub and feed it to you. As I feed you, I tell you how wonderful you are, how beautiful you are, how happy you make me, how much I enjoy making you feel good, and how good you make me feel. I set the plate aside and pick up the soap. I lather up my hands really well, and start to rub them over your body. I start with your neck and shoulders, working and kneading them with my hands, massaging the tension away. I wash your arms, and then have you lean forward. I use the tips of my fingers to squeeze and massage your back. Then I have you layback, and lather up my Antalya Escort hands again. I rub the soap on your stomach, in small circles around your belly button. Then I make bigger circles, down towards your pussy and up towards your breasts. When I reach your breasts, I take one in each hand and gently squeeze them. I start to rub and squeeze them harder, and then rub the nipples with my thumbs while doing that. Your nipples become very hard, and a sigh escapes your lips.

I lather up my hands again and have you put your feet up on the edge of the tub. I start to wash and massage them, squeezing and rubbing the bottoms and between your toes. Then I move my hands up to your calves, and firmly massage the muscles on the back of them. I gently rub behind your knees, and then up your thighs. I move my hands in slow, squeezing circles up your thighs until I get to the top. Then I take my fingertips and rake my fingers up and down your thighs. You moan as my hands get closer and closer to your pussy. I cup it in my hand, and gently press on it. I rub the lips, and then start to rub my middle finger up and down your slit. I move it up to your clit, and start to move around it in slow circles. I work my finger in nice slow circles, and start to rub harder. I take my other hand and slide a finger inside you. I start circling your clit faster and harder, and slip another finger inside you as I tell you how sexy you are and how good you feel. I start to stroke my fingers inside you faster, and rub your clit. Your hips start to move against my hand. You spread your legs wide and arch your back so my fingers can get deeper inside you. I slip them in and out, and rub your clit till you cum so hard.

I give you a minute to recover, then take your hand and help you out of the tub. I take a towel and dry you off. I then lead you to the bedroom and lay you down on the bed. When I got your dinner, I put one of the dining room chairs in the bedroom. It is a small wooden chair with no arms. The chair Antalya Escort Bayan is facing you as you are sprawled out on the bed. I tell you to prop yourself up on the pillows. I hand you a new toy I have bought for you, a pink vibrator that vibrates, gyrates, and has a clitoral stimulator.

I sit down in the chair. I tell you to put on a show for me. You start to rub your nipples with your fingers. You make them very hard. I take off my shirt. You slide your hands down your stomach, and then to your pussy. You start to rub your clit, and you are still wet from before. You tell me how wet you are, and how excited you are. You take your new toy and turn it on. You rub it on your nipples while you are rubbing your clit with your hand. You move the toy down your stomach to your pussy. You move it around your clit and it sends chills all through your body. You press it right on your clit and leave it there, and it makes you cum again. I tell you what a good girl you are, and to put it inside you. My cock is getting very hard so I take off my pants and underwear. You see how hard my cock is, and I tell you to think about it as you slide the toy inside you. You slowly slip the toy inside your wet pussy, working it in a little at a time. Once you have it all the way in, you turn it on low speed. You start to work it in and out of your pussy, telling me how good it feels, and that you wish it were my cock. You turn the speed up a little higher, and start to stroke it faster inside you. It feels so good vibrating inside you. I tell you how much you are exciting me, and that I am going to fuck you so hard when you are done. I am stroking my cock, and telling you how much I like to watch you play with yourself and how much I love you.

This just gets you more excited, and you turn the speed up to high. You push it all the way inside you and put the stimulator on your clit. It feels so good, and your hips move up and down on the bed, as you get wetter and wetter. You pinch your nipples Escort Antalya with your free hand. You finally cannot take anymore and scream out with an earth shattering orgasm. I tell you how good you looked cuming, and that I am going to make you cum again and again.

I tell you to get off the bed, and crawl over to me on your hands and knees. When you get to me, you look up at me and take my cock into your mouth. You love the feel of my hard cock in your mouth, and the taste. You slide your tongue up and down the shaft, under the head, and down to my balls. You take it back in your mouth, and slide your lips as far down the shaft as you can. I grab you by the hair and start fucking your mouth, sliding into your throat. You moan around my hard cock as it slides in and out of your lips. You reach down and finger yourself as you suck it. Your pussy is soaked, and you want me to fuck you so bad. You mouth feels so good around my cock I could cum right now. You look up at me with my cock in your mouth, and say, “Please fuck me”.

I stand you up and push you back on the bed. I spread your legs wide, and slip my hard cock into you. You are so wet and ready; I can put the whole thing in on the first stroke. I start to pump it in and out you. I put your legs up over my shoulders, and stroke it hard and fast. You are already cuming again. I keep pumping my cock into you, and grab your tits. I pinch the nipples as my cock strokes inside you. After you come again, I pull it out, and have you get on your hands and knees. Your sweet ass looks so good stuck up in the air. I slip my cock back inside you. I grab your hips and start stroking it real hard. My balls are slapping up against you as my cock strokes in and out of your sweet, wet pussy. I make you cum again. I then lay back on the bed, and tell you to ride me. I know you cum the hardest this way. Your slide your pussy down over my cock. I reach up and play with your nipples while you slide up and down my cock. Your pussy feels so good wrapped around me. You ride it faster, and just as you start to come you feel my cock swell and shoot inside you. You throw your head back and scream with the most intense orgasm ever. You feel my hot juice shooting inside you and collapse on top of me. I wrap my arms around you and say, “Welcome home, baby”.

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As I have thought about whether or not to tell this story which is true, I couldn’t get the images of my life over the past several years. First I was stunned, sucked, fucked, freaked and fondled by three very beautiful, different and oh sexy wives or ex-wives. Then when I was presented with a potential visit from one of my ex mothers in law, I didn’t know what to think or expect.

Florrie decided that if her mom came for a visit it would be too awkward for her so Florrie moved out of the house and in to a flat not far away until she could figure out what she wanted to do. Florrie was the youngest of the beautiful women in my growing family but she was also the most shy.

I had been on the road for a full month training and teaching the Cops how to be real Cops and when I returned home I was totally exhausted. I was totally surprised and excited beyond words when I walked in to the Master Bath and saw that the girls had had major renovations done. In place of the stand alone shower, there was a huge sit in shower. It was big enough to accommodate easily 4 or 5 people. But across the bathroom was a brand new over-sized Jacuzzi tub. I had been wanting one of those for years but just never had the time to oversee one being installed. So one can imagine my surprise when I walked in the house and smelled the construction aroma. I couldn’t wait to strip off and relax in my new Jacuzzi.

The Women in my life all gathered by the tub when I returned from the bedroom stripped and ready for those jets to beat some of the stresses away. But to my elation and surprise, each of the women including Florrie asked if I wanted company for my first dip in the ‘Cuzzi.’ I grinned and just glanced down at my flaccid little officer and said, “yeah but I don’t know if I can respond to any calls tonight.”

One by one each of those beautiful women stripped slowly while that wonderful surprise was filling with hot bubbly water. Those jets were churning the water in giant swirls just calling my name, begging me to enter in. But when Florrie got bare ass naked first, she saunters over to me and pushed me back in to a sitting position on the edge of the ‘Cuzzi.’ Once I was seated, Florrie dropped to her knees and took my limp baton in her mouth and smiling, she began sucking me to full iron hard readiness. She sucked my dick so furiously that I thought I was going to blow my pent up load in seconds. But she Antalya Escort knew what she was doing. She pulled off my pulsing cock and smiling again, she stood up and tossing one of her legs over my head giving me a glimpse of her beautiful beaver fully covered in all natural hair, I about shot my wad just at that fantastic sight.

However, as I was pulsing wildly and reaching for that dripping wet snatch of hers, another of the women took her place on her knees engulfing my bouncing bone and deep throated me picking up right where Florrie left off. I threw my head back and groaned only to feel Suzie, stop her splendid blow job. As I raised my head up to see what she was doing, she had bent over with her ass just mere inches from my nose and mouth. I grabbed her by the ass cheeks and pulled her delicious pussy and ass to my mouth and darted my tongue out to lap at her pussy that was literally dripping with her love juices. But, she jerked away and with a sly grin she proceeded to step in to the water where she took a seat just as the water was reaching about mid calf in depth. As I watched her, I felt yet a third set of lips wrapping themselves around my now straining man missile.

Sherry had taken her place in front of me and was sucking me for all she was worth. She was running her tongue up and down my shaft and just as I was rapidly approaching a major cum download, she slips one of her fingers in my ass and I started squirting like mad. I pumped and pumped my love seed deep in her throat. However right in the middle of my explosive orgasm, she suddenly stopped and last but certainly not least, Roxy too over. I still had cum shooting out of my cock when her hot delicious lips wrapped themselves around my pulsating head. She immediately began licking up the remaining cum and kept sucking me until I was as rigid as the flag pole in front of the Academy.

Rox was finished however, as she stood up from licking and sucking my cock back to life, she turned around and reaching her ass cheeks with both her hands, she backed that beautiful bum backwards until her brown hole was firmly positioned on the tip of my cock. Once she felt the pressure she pushed herself back sliding my cock-head passed her sphincter muscle until she had me buried deep inside her ass. She then began rocking back and forth and I swear, I don’t think I have ever in my life felt something so Antalya Escort Bayan smooth, so hot and so slick has her Hershey highway was. I felt myself speeding toward another orgasm and she did too. She suddenly stopped, pulled off my dick and grinning said not just yet big boy.

I realized then that all 4 women were in the Jacuzzi and were rubbing each others pussies that were now deep underneath the churning waters. I stood up and just as I was getting my right leg up on to the first step, I heard a voice come from behind me. I was so startled, that I slipped on the step and went crashing to the floor knocking my silly self out cold. When I came to which was only after a couple minutes, there was my Ex Mother in law kneeling beside me. She had a huge smile on her face and as I shook the cobwebs clear, she joked that she had heard of taking someone’s breath away but she might have over done it.

Now Reba was on helluva good looking woman and if I didn’t know that she was 60 I would easily take her for a woman no more than 45. But her body was truly stacked and packed. She had no wiggles except when she wanted to wiggle that ass of hers. She was moderately endowed with a set of perfect 38C boobs. When I sat up after regaining full clarity, I realized that she was sitting there with my head cradled in her lap and I was staring up at the bottom side of her super firm tits. Her nipples were standing out like lollipops and were a deep red in color.

As I sat up, I felt something wet on the back of my head and instantly thinking that I had cracked open my head, I almost went in to a panic. But, when I pulled my hand back around from gingerly probing for the gash, I saw that there was no red fluid but it was indeed slick. Then it suddenly hit me like the Jacuzzi had just a moment or two earlier. It was Reba’s cunt juice that I was feeling. She was as naked as her two daughters and the other women. Before I could think, she had leaned over and had taken my completely limp cock between her lips and was performing fellatio like there would be no tomorrow.

Now I have to say right here and now that while her daughters and the other two could blow my mind with their exquisite blow jobs, Reba showed me truly that experience counts. Within a couple minutes she had me blowing a wad of cum like I have never before in my life. She swallowed every single drop, licked Escort Antalya her lips and smiling she looked up at Suzie and said, “that’s got to be the sweetest cum I have ever tasted.” All the women broke out laughing and nodding furiously. As I stood up, my eyes beheld a true beauty standing there in front of me. Reba has Chestnut colored hair and she like her daughters did not shave her cunny. She was neatly trimmed and her pussy lips were full firm and inviting. She was so turned on that she was literally dripping cunt juice and it was running down her thighs.

She climbed in to the tub and I followed quickly behind. I sat down on one of the remaining seats and leaned back gingerly. Within a couple minutes, I had drifted off to sleep from pure exhaustion. I had no idea what those women had in mind or what devious plans they had made but as I awoke I soon found out.

They had lifted me from the Jacuzzi, carried me to the bed, tied my hands and feet, and had blindfolded me. Suzie was then voice saying, If you can figure out which one is doing what to you, you can have her all night. Then to make it more difficult, each woman took various positions on my body parts. Each hand was filled with a glorious pussy dripping wet with anticipation. One was sitting on my face, gently rotating back and forth pushing that delicious pussy and it’s sweet nectar in to my mouth. One was then sitting on my iron hard cock and the last was licking my cock and balls as the other moved up and down. But number 5 had two fingers working my asshole. Apparently all this anticipation had each one of us too turned on because after only about 5 minutes we each started cumming in buckets. Every single one of us was churning and bucking and flooding that I think if I had not been tied down, I would have slid on to the floor.

Thinking that after all of us were totally spent the blindfold would come off at least but I was wrong. It was Reba that spoke next. She said, “I don’t know or care which one of you does what, but I want that cock buried so deep in my pussy that I want to taste it.” With that I can only assume it was she but, ‘she’ climbed on my now screaming hard riot baton and within a few seconds she was sliding up and down furiously. After a couple minutes of that, she upped the ante by saying that her pussy was so filled and happy that she couldn’t wait to feel it up her ass. I started shooting about a bucket of cum so deep and hard up her pussy tunnel that I felt her tense up and literally she let out a scream of joy. It was then that things got really interesting…but that is a story for another day when you the reader can read without bringing yourselves to a mind blowing climax.

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It’s Friday morning and I believe this will be our only chance to meet before Christmas. I have 2 hours for us, 2 hours of pleasure and I plan to give you my gifts, you don’t do gifts. In our messages planning today’s meet I ask if you will let me parade for you, if you will sit in your recliner in the family room and wait for my arrival, you agree to this, it is then that I plan to present you with my gifts.

The first being myself, my breasts wrapped in tinsel with a gold bow at the front, wearing my new crutchless red g string and black thigh high stockings, I plan to fuck you in these. I have your other two gifts in my hand, something for you to remember me by and something for us to pleasure or punish me with.

I find you hungover asleep in your recliner and I speak before I realise, you are startled awake. I place the wrapped gifts in my hand down on the bench so that I can approach you, soon you are hard by watching me parade, your eyes travel up my body taking in every detail. I walk around your chair and i let your hands caress me. When I stop beside you I bend over to give you the view of my arse, for your eyes to travel up my legs and rest on the skimpy red g as it rides up between my arse cheeks. You caress my pussy through the material and I begin to purr.

I hand you your gifts one at a time whilst explaining the 3 gifts I have for you, myself and my new lingerie, something for you and something to punish me with for giving you these Christmas presents if you chose that I need punishing. You untie the tinsel first to free my breasts, you moan in appreciation as you fondle them. I hand you the punishing me with gift next, you find it to be a whip, one that is better suited to you, more masculine and perfect for us than the previous one I had purchased that was a whip and tickler. You test it out on your open palm and smile with delight with the strength it has. I then give you the gift for you, I had thought of this after many messages from you about how beautiful my pussy is and I thought how can you have this forever, what can you look at and always see me. I found a pussy moulding kit, you can mould my perfection so that we both can admire, you could have it out on display and no one will know it is me or you can keep it private, your call. I am wet when you smile up at me, my gifts have delighted you.

I notice how drunk you are and I wonder if you will fuck me. I wonder if I should come back later instead but you walk me to your room and begin to caress me whilst lying on your bed facing each other. I rub my legs on you and feel what it’s like thru the stockings, a new sensation for me whilst my hands are roaming your body and your Balıkesir Escort mouth has captured mine in a passionate kiss.

You turn me around so that you are spooning me, I feel your hard cock thrusting against my arse, you help me take my knickers off but I leave my stockings on. Your hands are around my body so that you are caressing my breasts, your fingers are twisting and tweaking my nipples, I arch against you thru my first wave. Your mouth is kissing and biting my shoulder, soon you slide in between my thighs and enter me from behind, you find me wet and ready, you fuck me until I am moaning.

I relish in this sensation of your hard cock thrusting in and out of me, ramming hard against my walnut until I feel my orgasm rising, I let go as you come in me and I slide over the edge as I come too. My body shakes from the orgasm and you hold me. I turn around to snuggle and we fall asleep.

I lie there awake watching you sleep before I let my hands wonder over your body. I rub and caress you, I rub my leg over you. I scratch you. Soon I find myself building, feeling you under my fingers excites me, every muscle I feel, the strength beneath my hands, every shape and plane of your body, the softness of your hair that covers every inch of you, the nakedness of your mound cock and balls.

I want more, I move under the sheets so that I can lick and suck you to life. You moan as my tongue flicks over your helmet as I move my lips up and down your shaft, as I twist my face in different directs. You become hard as I rub and scratch your balls, my fingers travelling over your perennial. Soon you press me back onto my back and you finger me until I am gushing. I feel myself squirt and I spray onto my stockings. I buck under your fingers as my orgasm rides thru me and I want more, I climb onto you and ride you in cowgirl, I take you deep as I ride you fast thru my next wave, I lean forward as I feel your helmet go in and out of me.

I build and when I’ve had my more I lie on my back for you to fuck me but by then your pressure is gone and you can’t come, you hop off and try doggie, still no go so you lie on your back defeated. I on the other hand will not give up, I want your seed inside of me, I’ve had my orgasms and I want you to have yours.

I move between your legs so that I’m kneeling and facing you and I use my mouth on your cock, soon I have you built again and this time you hold my head until you find your release. You’ve fucked my face and I smile at you as I swallow your seed. I was happy to give you this chance again after you had pleasures me so well.

Soon it was time for me to go to work. You stayed in your Balıkesir Escort Bayan extremely wet bed as I had gushed so much that I missed the towel. You had originally told me I didn’t need the towel. You didn’t believe I would gush, that you was only going to fuck me the once for your own release. You proved us both wrong.

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Saturday found you hungover horny from your full day of recovery Friday. I visited you at 7.40am before going to Bunnings to cook a bbq for a netball fundraiser, I don’t have much time as I have to be there at 8am. Your messages have me wet and wanting, I undressed and came around to your side of the bed where you are lying with your rock hard cock waiting for my arrival, I bend over and touch my toes with my feet apart so that you could ky my arse, this morning you demanded my arse as you are rock hard and only needed 3 mins. This visit is for you.

I walked around to my side and placed a towel down before lying next to you, you kissed me as you knelt between my knees, you entered my cunt and thrust a few times as I moistened up before you pressed against my sphincter. You entered me and I felt myself building, I tried to hold my place to allow you easy access whilst you got your rhythm but I moved and you popped out. Soon you was inside my arse again and I could feel myself building towards an orgasm, I felt this pressure built in my clit so I reached down and pressed on my clithood. I felt my body orgasm from the depth and pressure of your cock in my back passage. I came as you found your release. I lay there recovering as you got up and showered. I smiled whilst watching you, to see you with such energy made me laugh so I got up, dressed and left knowing that when I returned I would get my more.

I returned just after 10 thinking I had an hour whereas you thought I had till 1pm so I stayed till 12. I got my more on your fingers and on your cock. Your fingers were magical flicking my clit as I built before thrusting deep inside of me to rub against my walnut as I spiralled over my waves of orgasm, You fucked me until I was crying out for more. I came on your cock as you thrusted in and out of me with the extra depth of you kneeling up and holding my legs up in front of you.

We lay there sated in each other’s arms talking. I felt my body respond to your body under my fingers as I scratched you. I wanted more so I moved under the blankets and took you in my mouth, I twisted my mouth on your cock as I felt you build, I flicked my tongue over your helmet. I continued working you until I felt you close to your release, I didn’t stop until I had your spurts hitting my throat.

I Escort Balıkesir had your seed release in all 3 of my holes today. I feel amazing with this knowledge, so wanton.

I leave sated knowing that when I see you tonight I will look at you knowing that you look at me thinking about how you own me, how you owned all 3 holes today. I am yours always. I feel powerful and know that when I’m on that dance concert stage later today you are with me, you are my strength to be my best, to enjoy myself.

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I had so much fun Saturday night being a tart, making others happy and feeling wanted. I hid the times I could touch you by the fact I touched others. I hope I hid the times I caressed you whilst handing over the pool stick. I took risks but I hope they were not noticed. I am so sick, so hungover and I wake ill. When I wake midday I find that I can find time to come to you for a quickie. I respond to your messages of wanting me. I come thinking you will fuck me how you want till you find your release, I wasn’t concerned about me, I had no desire driving me other than my desire to please you.

You message me that today you want to give me pleasure, that today you will do what I want. As I drive to you thinking I hope I feel well enough by the time I get there I wonder what I want. I realise I don’t think I could suck your cock in case I gag and spew so I decide I want to orgasm on your face, to have you eat my pussy till I am at my peak and to then just have you enter me and fuck me. I wasn’t concerned if you hadn’t built by then, I was sure your cock would be happy to fuck me till you came regardless if I had pleasured him with my mouth.

When we walked up to the house and undressed you pushed me to my knees to take you into my mouth, I found myself moisten in response. Then you place the towel on the side of the bed for me to sit on, to lie back as you kneel before me. You are ferocious with your mouth and teeth as you nibble and bite my outer lips, my inner lips and clit. My body spasms through each orgasm as I feel your tongue flicking my clit and rubbing down my pelvic bone to enter my vagina, I hear you lapping up my thick cunt juices. I come again and again. I hear you gag as I’ve squirted on your face. Soon I find myself building again and I say to you to please fuck me now.

You respond immediately and rise up my body, you slide your cock into my cunt and begin to thrust in and out. I build as you kiss me with your mouth covered in my juices, I do so enjoy the taste of me on your lips. I enjoy the pressure of your cock inside of me. I clench and try to hold you in instead of pushing you out. I have practiced this on you all weekend. Soon I feel your build and I release my orgasm as you release yours.

You roll me over to my side as I am lying across the bed at the time. I snuggle you for a moment as I come back to earth. I can’t believe we have fucked 3 days in a row to equal uncountable orgasms for me and 6 for you.

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It was one week since I had decided to expose myself to everyone at the swim meet for the sake of understanding Jill Bergman’s horror at being displayed in the flesh and I had learned a lot about humiliation. It turns out it is pretty humiliating!

There were four people at the meet that had video of my wet nude body from four different angles. Or at least I should say four people who posted it on the Internet. Who knows how many private collections there may still be?

That night after an amazing evening with Jill—no we didn’t have sex, but we did make out extensively and it completed my life, at least in that moment. I don’t know what it is about that girl, but everything about her electrifies me.

Anyway, that night I checked the Internet and sure enough, there I was naked as the day I was born, sporting half a boner on every video site there was.

My face almost burned right off my head as I watched. I kept reloading the pages and watched as the number of views multiplied with increasing speed. How do people even know to look for these things? I sat up for hours watching, slowly realizing all the people that were seeing this and knowing that once something is online there is no getting it off. My dick was now in the public domain! My stomach was twisting like a butter churn. I was excited, embarrassed, terrified and aroused. I have to admit I looked pretty damn good. These people, whoever they were, achieved some wonderful lighting with their cell phones.

My mom and sister briefly talked to me about it the next morning and they agreed we wouldn’t acknowledge it ever again and we’ll just get on with our lives. And that was that. But in actuality that wasn’t that—that wasn’t that by a long shot.

There were still three weeks of school to go before graduation and I had to endure every comment you can imagine about every nuance of my body. I secretly got a huge thrill out of knowing that every girl in my school had seen me naked and it seemed the general consensus was I had a good body. But still, it was unnerving. Jill and I talked about it at length and we came to the conclusion that when it happened to her she was a victim, but when it happened to me it was funny. I wondered if any teachers had watched the videos, they must have. I noticed Ms. Jenkins kept looking at me and saying hello a lot more than usual! It was all very strange.

By the end of the week I was a major celebrity. Youtube alone had over 35.000 views and many comments—almost all of them positive and humiliating. There’s nothing like having total strangers from all over the world assessing your nude body.

I became known as The Naked Swimmer.

It was Friday at the end of school when Jill told me she had to go out of town for the weekend to her cousins wedding and I wouldn’t see her again until Monday at school. I was in total despair without her and I called work and told them I would be available for all the hours they could give me. I figured if I can’t be with Jill and I’m going to be miserable, I might as well do it at work. I worked five hours that night after school and a 15-hour shift on Saturday! Then on Sunday I worked another 6 hours. By the time I got home I was totally spent.

Here’s where the story of my life gets real crazy.

I went home and wanted to take a swim. Tired as I was, I also wanted to stay in shape, so I threw my swimsuit on (my recovered Speedo) and dove into the pool. The cool water felt great, but after only six laps I couldn’t swim anymore so I climbed out of the pool and lied on the pool chair next to the water. Normally I don’t lay out in my Speedo, because I hate the way they look, they are a little too revealing. At a meet or practice it doesn’t bother me, but just hanging around I feel too exposed. I know I was just naked in front of the world, but I’m painfully shy and even a little uncomfortable just sitting around without a shirt on. On a typical day by the pool I would wear my board shorts, but I didn’t feel like getting up. I threw on some sunblock, I don’t have a great tan and I burn easily. I relaxed and closed my eyes.

I immediately felt myself floating away on a comfortable cloud completely unaware that when I woke up my life would be different forever.

** Jen Tyler and Martha Jensen made their way to Mark’s back yard. They had heard someone swimming in the pool and were hoping it would be him. They had come with a video camera in hopes of creating a new interview with Mark about how he felt being The Naked Swimmer. Jen was the mastermind behind the whole thing and Martha just went because she had a thing for Mark, or more accurately Mark’s body. The two girls had gotten into trouble over the exposure of Jill Bergman incident at Camp Totochawka, but nothing too severe. It was a prank and they were punished accordingly.

They got to the backyard gate in time to see Mark exit the pool—much to their dismay he wasn’t naked! They watched as he applied lotion to his body. Jen quickly turned the camera on and zoomed in as he lathered Antalya Escort up.

“What are you doing?” Martha whispered.

“I’m getting some cutaway shots, don’t you know anything!” Jen replied.

She continued to tape him as he put his head back and lied still. Martha looked at her. “Now what? I think he’s asleep”

Jen stopped taping and opened the gate to the backyard. The girls made their way over to him. They stood there giggling and looking at his wet body. Together they had watched his nude video over and over studying every part of him extensively. Now that body was right here in front of them and they were very pleased. Mark began to snore; he was down for the count.

“Mark?” Jen said in a loud voice. Mark didn’t move.

“Are you asleep?” Martha practically yelled. He didn’t move an inch. They both laughed pretty loudly.

“He’s out cold,” Jen said. She pointed the camera at him and started taping. She trained the camera onto his abs, which rose and fell with every breath. She followed a drop of water as it made its way down his chest over his bumpy stomach and absorbed into his Speedo.

“Look at that bulge!” Jen laughed. “This is Internet gold. Do you realize what we have here? The sequel to The Naked Swimmer! It’s the more graphic follow up! And it has to follow the rules of a sequel—BIGGER and BETTER!”

“How?” Martha was confused.

“He’s unconscious, we can do anything. We get this video, post it online and see how many hits we get, we’ll have to create a fake registration name, of course, but this is awesome!” Jen was down right giddy. “Look at that body! He is so hot. Touch it. I won’t film your face. Just touch him. Feel him.”

The truth was that Jen hated Jill Bergman. Jill was very attractive, but she was sweet, pure and innocent—all the things Jen wasn’t and she would do anything to hurt Jill, she saw getting to know Mark as a way of hurting Jill.

Getting to know him this well would infuriate Jill and pay her back for getting them in trouble.

Martha thought it over. “Okay, but don’t you dare get my face in the shot”

“I won’t, hurry!”

Martha kneeled down and carefully put her finger on his chest. She looked for a response from him, but there wasn’t one. She put all her fingers on him and slowly caressed his chest. Then she went down onto his stomach. His guts twitched at that. Apparently he was ticklish. Martha hesitated for a moment then went for it. She wrapped her fingers around his dick and carefully rubbed it. Jen laughed to herself, she couldn’t believe Martha’s boldness, but she loved it. The camera was capturing it all. Mark’s dick started to harden as Martha continued to massage it.

“Pull it off!” Jen whispered. “Get him naked!”

Martha needed no further encouragement; she peeled his Speedo down and exposed his fully erect cock to the camera. Martha slowly and carefully worked his Speedo off of him completely. Mark now lay there nude, the two girls hovering over him with a video camera capturing his naked hardness in 1080p digital wonder. Martha took his dick between her index finger and thumb and lifted it towards her at a 90-degree angle.

“It’s beautiful!” She said. She let it go and it sprang back to its natural state pointing toward Mark’s head. She lifted one of his balls and Jen focused in on how his skin rolled over the testicle. Then she picked up both balls and kneaded them with her fingers, his penis throbbed and pulsed with his heart beat.

Mark groaned and shifted in his chair. The girls stopped and looked at him, then continued.

“Crank him off, let’s see him blow his wad all over himself!” Jen was ecstatic. But they heard a noise that stopped them in their tracks. A car pulled into the driveway. Jen turned the camera off, Martha put the Speedo in her pocket and they ran off quickly jumping the fence on the other side of the pool and making their getaway.

Mark’s Mom and sister Cindy had come home with the groceries and unpacked them in the kitchen. As she was doing so she noticed Mark was lying out by the pool. The back of the chair faced the kitchen, but she knew it was Mark and he seemed to be sleeping. She worried that he didn’t use sunblock as he was careless to do so and she decided to make sure.

She made her way out to him while all the time looking at her azaleas to see if they needed trimming. When she arrived next to Mark she was shocked.

She literally stood there looking at him for a full minute not even sure she was seeing what she was seeing. There he was lying asleep on the chair completely nude with his erect penis sticking straight up on his stomach with his hand resting on top of it. If it was anyone but her son she would have found this scene to be very sexy, beautiful even, but this was her son and she didn’t know how to feel, it was like her brain shorted out.

“Mark! What are you doing!” She yelled. “Mark! Wake up!”

**I don’t know if I was dreaming or not, but I heard my Mom yelling at me from Antalya Escort Bayan a far off place. I slowly opened my eyes and saw her standing over me with her eyes bugging out looking at me like I was some alien creature. I didn’t get it at first.

“What’s the matter?” I asked her. I was a little annoyed at being woken up.

“What the hell are you doing?” She said.

“What?” then it hit me, something was VERY wrong. I felt a strange, yet very familiar feeling in my hand. My dick! I looked down and my hand was on my dick—my naked dick—my naked throbbing dick!

“What the fuck!” I yelled and jumped up. “I’m sorry Mom, I didn’t mean to swear,” then I realized I was still naked and I covered up with my hands. I looked everywhere for something to cover myself with but I couldn’t find anything. I just stood motionless my head looking in every direction for cover—nothing!

“Get inside!” she yelled.

I ran inside as fast as I could. As I ran upstairs I was away from her view so I let go of my penis for balance. Then everything got worse. My older sister Cindy came out of her room. “Was Mom yelling?” she said as she stopped and saw me. Again, I froze and saw her look down right at my dick.

“Aw come on!” was all I could think to say as I ran into my bedroom.

I paced around in a panic, I couldn’t figure out what happened and in a lot of ways I wasn’t sure THAT it happened, but it did. I kept looking down expecting my Speedo’s to reappear, but they didn’t. Finally after some serious sitting at the edge of the bed staring at the floor I calmed down and took a shower. It’s all I could think to do.

**Cindy walked downstairs. “I just saw Mark’s penis again!” she said to her Mother.

“He was outside naked, touching himself by the pool. He must have fallen asleep. I don’t even know what to think about that,” she told her daughter.

“So what, being The Naked Swimmer wasn’t enough, now he wants to be The Naked Stroker?” Cindy asked. “What is he a nudist now?”

“Let’s not talk about it. He’s embarrassed enough. Boys do things like that. We’ll just leave it at that.”

They sat there thinking to themselves. Mom wasn’t sure how she felt, she was concerned for her son, but the image she saw of a beautiful naked man asleep, innocent and helpless with his manhood throbbing in his hands had a certain quality that she couldn’t deny.

Cindy didn’t like boys. She was into girls, but the truth is when she saw the video of her brother online she thought he was kind of sexy and she found herself a little aroused. Now that she just saw the full on 3D-close-up-junk-fest, she really wanted to see more.

Hour’s later Mark came down from his room. His Mom found humor is his choice of clothes. It was a relatively hot day, but Mark came down wearing jeans, a t-shirt, shoes, a hat and a sweatshirt. She thought that if he could have worn a parka he would have. He went out by the pool and began searching.

**I searched everywhere, I couldn’t find my Speedo. I couldn’t figure out what the hell was going on, what, did I eat the thing in my sleep? Am I such a perve that I can’t control myself in an unconscious state? I mean, I know I’m eighteen, but still I should have some control. I saw my Mom and Sister walk out to me.

“Look I don’t want to talk about it. I’m sorry you saw that, but I really don’t know how that happened.” I told them.

“It’s okay, honey. We know what guys do with themselves, but in the future not outside, okay Mark?”

“Mom, I wasn’t, I mean I do, but I didn’t, I mean . . .” I don’t know what I meant.

“It’s okay, Mark” Cindy said. “It’s not like we haven’t all seen it already.”

“Thanks, I didn’t feel quite embarrassed enough already. But I was wearing my Speedo, so where is it?” I was getting annoyed. I could feel my face burning red again. I felt like if I could take back exposing myself at that swim meet I would. Everything in my life got weird every since then. But then I thought of Jill, how soft she was and how her tongue felt in my mouth, the feeling of her breasts under the fabric of her shirt. I started to get hard again! Man, I am a pervert. Finally, I gave up and decided the best plan was to forget it chock it up to another embarrassing moment in life.

It had been a long and weird weekend.

**That night Cindy lie in her bed tossing and turning–writhing in fact, her hands finding their way down and touching herself. She was so horny. She couldn’t help but think of Mark in his exposed state. She envied him. She wasn’t actually turned on by her brother, but she was turned on by his situation. The truth was she really liked the idea of being buck naked in front of people even though she never had been and Mark had achieved this twice, once in front of the whole world! She couldn’t take it anymore; she had to see it again.

Cindy got out of bed and turned the computer on. She searched for “The Naked Swimmer” and found the HD version of her brother. She watched as he slipped Escort Antalya out of the water and stood guilelessly in front of the spectators. He was so naked, so wet, and so beautiful. She felt her loins burning, she imagined herself in that situation with the water dripping off her breasts and then . . . she noticed something intriguing.

In the Suggestions Column next to the video she saw one that looked like Mark on their pool chair. The video was titled The Naked Swimmer Part II!

Cindy clicked the video feeling a little uneasy, but also expecting to see a copycat pervert version of Mark’s video. Much to her surprise, shock, horror, sorrow, arousal, embarrassment, and amazement she watched as her brother lie sleeping, with a pair of female hands exploring his body, there was no sound and she couldn’t recognize the hands. The Speedo was stripped away and his hard cock sprang free. His balls were played with, his dick was stroked and all while he slept. The video had gotten her so worked up she stripped nude and did herself right there on the floor next to her computer. She imagined those feminine hands ripping all her clothes off and feeling her wet naked body exposing it to the outside air. She climaxed incredibly, then relaxed. When she had calmed down she started to feel guilty and began wondering how to break this to Mark and their Mom.

**I woke up earlier than usual the next morning to voices downstairs. I also realized I had to pee pretty badly so I got up. Naturally, Mr. Spanky woke up before me and was at full power. I only had on my boxers so I checked the hall to make sure it was clear, then I headed to the bathroom. In the past when this happened I would put my bathrobe on, because I was too shy to walk around in my underwear and be seen by anyone, but I guess with recent events I was being a little braver. I leaned forward over the toilet and pushed my dick as far down as it would go, I practically had to do a handstand to keep from peeing on everything! By the time I was finished it started to soften, I flushed, washed my hands and headed back to my bed. On the way back, I heard Jill’s voice downstairs she, my Mom, and sister were talking in a serious tone. I knew that couldn’t be good, so I quickly threw my sweatpants and T-shirt on and went downstairs.

When I arrived in the kitchen the three of them were sitting there talking.

As soon as I walked in they all stopped.

“Did somebody die?” was all I could think to say. Jill looked like she wanted to get up and hug me, but didn’t. My Mom looked the same way.

“What are you doing here?” I asked Jill.

“I came over to talk to you before school, but you were asleep. And . . . there’s a problem.”

“What’s wrong?”

“Mark . . .” my Mom, said, ” . . . I don’t even know how to tell you this. What happened yesterday . . . well . . .”

“What happened yesterday?” was my brilliant response. What could she mean, I wondered? Sometimes I’m not too quick.

“By the pool . . .” she said.

Enter the blushing face! I got very embarrassed by this and quickly looked away. “Mom! I don’t want to talk about that!”

“It’s not your fault, we found out what happened. It looks like two girls snuck in and did that to you.” she said in her “sad for me” voice.

I had no idea what she meant. Did what to me? What? Huh? Who?

“It had to be Jen and Martha. I’ll bet you everything I’ve got!” Jill said with an anger I haven’t heard in her voice before.

“What are you guys talking about? I don’t get it.”

Cindy broke in, “They came in while you were asleep, pulled your suit off and jacked you off by the pool!”

I sat down. Here were the three women in my life—all of whom I love more than I can say, in different ways of course, and they were discussing, yet again, my penis. “How do you know that?” I asked.

“Because they posted it online.” Cindy said.

My stomach fell out and I almost puked. My balls shriveled up and a cold sweat broke out on my forehead mixing with the redness of my skin.

I think I managed to be totally pale and beat red at the same time!

“Look it up, search The Naked Swimmer Part II,” Cindy said.

Why did she sound excited?

I walked over to the family laptop in the kitchen the one my Mom uses and searched. Youtube had already taken it down, thank God, for violation of policy, but there were plenty of other sites that weren’t so well patrolled. I played the video and watched as my suit was pulled off my sleeping body. I watched my penis, in close up HD, being manipulated by female hands while my face slept in the background. I looked over at the girls who quickly looked away, but had all clearly been watching it.

I clicked it off and sat there stunned. I think my brain had completely left my body at that point.

“I’m going to call the police and report this. If it was these two girls they are in a lot of trouble.” Mom said.

“NO!” I protested. “You can’t. If we make a big deal out of this it will become a news story and everyone will know. Geraldo will be chasing me through the school parking lot for an interview. We don’t say anything, just let it be absorbed by the Internet and people will forget about it. I’ll try to get the websites to take it down, we’ll threaten to sue them or something.”

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Shit, I thought. I quickly pulled up my pants I almost shoved her panties back in the drawer, but on a whim, stuck em in my pants instead. I quickly tucked in my shirt and zipped my pants, just hoping I wouldn’t get caught. She called out she was home and wondered where I was. I tried to think up some excuse for why I was in her room but couldn’t come up with anything more inventive than, ‘Gee you have such a lovely home. I was just looking around’. It sounded really stupid and, maybe it was just me but also a little suspicious. I could feel her silky panties next to my cock and I couldn’t help but wonder if my throbing hardon was as noticable to her as it was to me. Part of me was scared to death of getting caught and another part couldn’t help but look at her perky nipples sticking out of shirt. She must have been sweating because her shirt seemed a little more clingy than before. She asked how her computer was doing and I told her I had it all fixed. It was just a simple thing and I’d show it to her so she would know how to fix it the next time. She said she would appreciate that but wondered if I could hang around for a little bit longer to show her. She said It had been really hot down at the laundrymat and she wanted to take a quick shower.

Oh shit, I had read about these kind of things on the Literotica website. This kind of stuff wasn’t supposed to actually happen but here I was, in this gorgeous blond girls house. She’s going to take a shower and I have her panties stuck in my pants. What the hell was I thinking? I had to get out of there. I told her I needed to leave but could maybe come back another time. She sounded a bit dissapointed but said she understood and said she’d give me a call or stop by sometime.

I quickly gathered up my stuff and left. On the way home I couldn’t get her out of my mind. I quickly pulled her panties out of my pants. I fondled them and put them up to my face. The soft cool feel of them next to my cheek, just made me want her next to my cheek all the more. But this was crazy, I was a married man with two children and a professional career. I had morals, ethics and values, or at least I was supposed to. Now I was driving home with a pair of stolen panties up next to my cheek. So much for morals and values. I was so horny I couldn’t stand it. I was so guilty, I couldn’t stand it. When I got home, I put Sarah’s panties in my school bag, nobody but me ever looked in there anyway. When I walked in the house my kids yelled hi as they ran past on their way out to play. My wife, her usual Balıkesir Escort non-comunicative self was in the kitchen, cooking dinner. She said someone named Sarah had called and… that’s when I lost concentration. I started to panic. My wife knew. That’s why the kids had been sent outside just before dinnner. My ass was in trouble now for sure… My wife was asking me if I had heard what she said. I appologized and said no. She told me Sarah had called to let me know her computer was working great and thanks for fixing it for her. That was it, my wife then went back to cooking. My heart was racing. I had almost got caught. I had lucked out this time but how about the next? What then?

That night, I was still as horny as I had been all afternoon. I thought, after 7 years, I’d try yet again to get my wife to put out but as usual, she showed no interest at all. All she did was roll over and go to sleep, I persisted but she told me to leave her alone. I fell asleep with a hardon and a heartache.

The next week went pretty fast. We were extremely busy with the end of a quarter and getting ready for the start of a new term. I saw Sarah once the whole week but only had a chance to say hi before being interupted by requests for different projects to be done. Then came the night of graduation. As usual I went alone. It was tradition afterwards for many of us to go out to a local bar and grill and just unwind. Sometimes students would come as well. That night, Sarah came with us. I felt like going home to try to avoid any encounter with her I might have but also had an obligation of sorts to stay with my co-workers for a time. As the night wore on, Sarah became increasingly “friendly” as she kept touching me and asking me to dance. She even whispered a few inuendos in my ear. I thought it was pretty much all in fun and part of the night but still wanted it to be true. I kept thinking about her panties, still stuffed into my bag and wondered what kind she was wearing that night. Without warning, almost as though she knew what I was thinking she leaned over, put her hand on my thigh and said, “I gotta go to the bathroom before I pee in my pants but then again, I’m not wearing any underwear so that won’t be a problem.” Then she got up and went to the bathroom. I could barely move. Visions ran through my mind of what that must look like. Of course my hardon returned to cause trouble. When she returned, she said she needed to get home and get to bed, she had an early day at work the next day. She complained that she didn’t feel very well and asked Balıkesir Escort Bayan if I might drive her home… Oh yeah, I’ll drive you home alright, I thought. Geez, was I a dirty old man or what? Yeah, I asked if she was sure, she seemed alright to me but she insisted. OK, I thought, this is it. I’m gonna take her home, fuck her brains out and regret it in the morning.

On second thought, I’m gonna take her home, leave her there and go home and regret it in the morning. I know what I wanted but I also knew what was probably actually going to happen. We drove home, all the way she just leaned against me quietly holding my arm. I hadn’t had a girl do that since I was in high school. While if felt really good, it also made me quite nervous. I got her home and helped her to her door. She fumbled with her keys and asked if I would help her. Being a gentleman, of course I helped. I unlocked the door and helped her inside. I then turned to leave and she asked if I would help her with one more thing. She said she thought she might get sick and would I help her to the bathroom. Shit I thought, this just keeps getting more complicated all the time. So I helped to the the bathroom so she could get sick. She told me there were some washcloths in the hall closet and asked if I would get a couple for her. I asked if she would be ok and after getting her ok, I headed for the hall closet. I found several washcloths and took them back to the bathroom. When I got back, I stopped short. Sarah had taken her pants off and was just sitting there, with just her long t-shirt on. I couldn’t immediatly tell if she actually was going commando as she had suggested earlier or not but the thought did occure that I might have a chance at finding out in the next few minutes. She then did this thing that finally drove me over the edge. She stopped swaying, got real serious and sat up. She leaned back, as she did so, she raised her knees up, giving me a perfect view of her bare pussy. “I’m sorry, I was going to wear my favorite baby blue silk panties tonight but I seem to have misplaced them. So I just went without.” She looked right at me… I knew then that her whole act about being drunk and sick was just an act. The look in her eyes said “Fuck me” and I couldn’t resist.

I bent down and helped her to her feet. I then pulled her close to me and looked in her eyes. We kissed. I was so nervous, it was crazy for a guy my age to be kissing a girl her age. especially since I was so very married but god it felt so good and it felt so right. She pressed up against Escort Balıkesir me and ground her crotch into my bulging hardon. I couldn’t get close enough to her. I had fantasized about doing this for the last two years and now I couldn’t stop. I reached down and grabbed her ass and pulled her closer. She reached down and unbuckled my jeans. We just kept kissing, no words, just moans and grunts and other sounds of pent up passion being set free. My cock sprang free of it’s constraints as she pulled my pants down with one hand. I was harder and hornier than I had been in years and almost came the moment her hand wrapped around my shaft. She gave it a squeeze and whispered in my ear, “let’s go to the bedroom”. She kept kissing me and held onto my cock as she guided me out the bathroom door and into the bedroom across the hall. I pulled her shirt over her head and to my delight feasted my eyes on those perfect breasts of hers for the first time. We reached the bed and she shoved me down on it. Before I knew it, she had my pants off and was on top of me, her dangling breasts rubbing on my chest. She kissed my neck and worked her way down my body. I knew what was coming and I knew it was going to be incredible. I had fantasized about this for two years. Her lips wrapped around my now, hot and thobbing cock. I could feel her tongue swishing around and the barbell in her tongue gave it a feeling unlike any sexual experience I had ever had. Her hands kept working the rest of my body, stroking and rubbing me. She started licking me from my balls, up the shaft to the tip. Her hands, busy feeling, exploring, probing. I couldn’t contain it any longer. I held my breath, clenched my teeth and squeezed my toes to do anything to keep from orgasming but she so masterfully worked her magic I came in spasms, deep within my body.

I had never felt anything so intense before. It was such an overwhelming release of sexual tension, I was shaking, I wanted her more, needed her more. I had to hold her, to become one with her. She kept working my cock with her hand as I pulled her up to me. I rolled her over so I was on top of her, I then turned her over on her stomach and started kissing the base of her neck. My semi-hard cock bobbed around on her back and silky smooth ass as I kissed and licked my way down her back. My hands brushed lightly along the sides of her breasts, causing her to flinch.

There is a smell a woman gives off when she’s horny. It’s unmistakable and it can drive men crazy. As I continued down her back, kissing and caressing her, I could smell that smell. By the time I got to her ass I was in heaven once again. My hardon raging and begging to be burried inside her. But I continued to work on her, It was her turn and I was going to use every trick I could remember to drive her wild and give her the most intense physical experience of her life.

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It was an unusually hot summer day at Waterford Manor in Ireland in 1787. The cows were lying in the fields, the pigs were sleeping in the mud, and even the chickens were reluctant to leave their coop.

But there was Kenneth, the yardman, out in the heat of the sun chopping down a tree in the garden that had been struck by lightning the night before. He had removed his shirt and there he stood, all six feet of him in only his kilt and boots.

From her bedroom window, Lady Kathleen could see that Kenneth was no stranger to hard labor as his strong arms, back and chest muscles flexed with each swing of his axe. His body tanned from the sun glistened with perspiration.

As Kenneth paused from his labor to wipe the sweat from his brow, he turned and noticed Lady Kathleen peering out the window. He smiled and gave her a nod of his head. She smiled in return. Then Kenneth noticed her hand-servant, Moira, standing behind her in a certain state of undress – her long blonde hair flowed over her unclothed shoulder scarcely covering what appeared to be her bare beast.

Moments later, her Ladyship walked out the door wearing only her dressing gown carrying a tray with a pitcher and a glass. Lady Kathleen was a strikingly beautiful red-haired woman about a half a foot shorter than Kenneth whose small waist only accentuated how well her full breasts filled out her dress gown.

“Kenneth, you must be dying from the heat. Please have a drink”, Lady Kathleen implored. “And why don’t you come and sit in the shade for a while.”

“Thank you ma’am that’s very kind of you”, he replied, “but his Lordship will be home in two days and I must have this finished before he returns.”

“Nonsense, you take this drink and go sit in the shade right now.” She said sternly. “I’m in charge while the Lord is in Dublin.” With that she walked back into the Manor and Kenneth walked over and sat in the shade the garden arbor provided.

It wasn’t long before Moira the hand-servant returned with a basin of water and towel. “Lady Kathleen asked me to help you wash before I bring you some lunch.” Kenneth stood there quite surprised as she began washing his bare back with the dampened towel.

Moira had a gentle, sensual touch as she gently washed his back, then his arms. Turning him, she began to wash his chest. As she faced him, he couldn’t help notice her pert breasts Balıkesir Escort heaving under her low cut peasant dress with each breath she took.

As Moira continued to wash him, Kenneth asked her “What were you doing in the Lady’s bedroom earlier appearing to be half naked.” She replied, “Lady Kathleen had awoken in a sweat following a dream and need my attention immediately and I didn’t have time to fully dress.”

“What kind of attention did she need that didn’t allow you to cover yourself?” he asked. “Much the same as I’m giving you right now.” She replied “You mean you were washing the sweat from her chest?” he responded “Yes, and everywhere else as well.”

“Tell me, did you enjoy washing her as much as you seem to be enjoying me?” he asked smiling down at her. Moira looked at him with a shy grin and replied, “Oh yes. She has a beautiful body with such soft, smooth skin. I enjoyed it very much and she seemed well pleased with my service too” Your service? What else did you do for her? Kenneth asked

“Well, while I was washing her back as she lay on her stomach on the bed, she asked me to give her a message. Well you know how high her bed is, so I had to climb up and straddle her on my knees to get the leverage give her a rub. I started with her shoulders all the way down to the small of her back. She then asked me to go even lower. So I moved down a bit, working my thumbs on the small of her back onto her beautiful ass, where I then used my full hands.

“While I was messaging her ass and the back of her legs near her knees, she spread her legs and asked me to message her inner thigh. So I began and she insisted I keep moving up her leg. I could see her pink vagina had a glint of moisture beginning to form as my hands got closer to it. I must admit I was getting a little wet as my hands moved closer.

“I must have been distracted by this beautiful sight my knees slipped and I lost my balance and fell on top of her with my face in between her legs. I thought she was going to scold me, but instead she out let a sound of pleasure and said ‘oh yes, please taste me.’ Well she is the Lady, so I couldn’t refuse.”

All the while Moira was speaking she continued to wash Kenneth and it was evident he was enjoying her tale and her touch as the front of his kilt was beginning to bulge and lift.

She continued, Balıkesir Escort Bayan “So I let my tongue gently taste her juices – and they were delicious! As my tongue began lapping up her sweetness, Lady Kathleen rotated her hips and slid her knees forward to raise her ass and fully expose her pink pussy. My tongue couldn’t help but lick harder and finally enter her.”

With that, the bulge in Kenneth’s kilt had come to a point and was now pressing against Moira. She looked down and began to unbuckle his belt. His kilt opened and fell to the ground revealing his fully aroused manhood. Moira slid her hand down to his hard cock and began stroking it as she continued her story.

“I see you like me story. Where was I? Oh yes, I was licking the Lady’s juicy pussy and my tongue going in and out and then flicking her clit, when she rolled over and grabbed the hair on the back of my head, holding my mouth against her wet pussy; her hips grinding against my face.”

As Moira was stroking Kenneth’s hard cock, he glanced over toward the Manor and saw Lady Kathleen standing at the door with her dressing gown open with one hand squeezing her breast and the other fingering herself. When she noticed Kenneth had spotted her watching, Lady Kathleen quickly closed her gown and quickly walked outside and asked, “What’s the meaning of this? I only asked you to take Kenneth a towel and water. Go to your room!” With that, Moira went into the Manor leaving Kenneth standing there only in his boots and Lady Kathleen in her sheer dressing gown.

“Well, I see Moira has managed to clean things up, and I do mean UP” Lady Kathleen said staring at Kenneth’s aroused manhood. With that, Kenneth cupped his hands over his outstanding feature. “Why are you hiding it? Are you ashamed of it?” she asked.

“Well, yes, I mean no ma’am. I mean I’m not ashamed of my loins but that you have seen it in such a state.” Kenneth relied.

“What caused this ‘state'” she asked.

“Moira was just telling me about how her morning began and your need for assistance”

“What did she tell you?”

“Only that you woke covered in perspiration and needed… well needed bathing.”

“And this caused you to be aroused?”

“Well, the combination of Moira’s hands washing me and her description of your beautiful body was very stimulating.”

“Why Escort Balıkesir did you find this stimulating?” the Lady asked

“To be perfectly honest, I was picturing you in my mind naked with me there beside you.”

With that Lady Kathleen released her dressing gown and allowed it to fall to the ground revealing her large, beautifully formed breasts; her trim waist and lovely hips that framed the flower of Kenneth’s desire.

“Is this what you were imagining?”

“Oh yes and much, much more”

Lady Kathleen walked over to Kenneth and asked, “Would you like to touch me to be sure you’re it’s not just your imagination?

Kenneth moved closer and placed his hand on the side of her breast and gently moved his hand around and under full breast until it as cupped in his hand. Then he slowly stepped in and placed his lips on Lady Kathleen’s soft moist lips. As they kissed, Kenneth lifted Lady Kathleen onto the garden table. With his arms around her holding her close, Kenneth caressed her long, slender neck then her shoulder. Lady Kathleen’s head leaned back as she cooed with sounds of pleasure.

Kenneth’s hands slid down to the small of the Lady’s back lifting her slightly, arching her back as his caresses moved onto her full breasts. His kisses moved around her breasts moving in to her areola. His tongue then began circling her areola getting closer and closer to her nipples until at last he was flicking her nipple with his tongue. Her nipples were hard and fully erect by now. He began to suck them and squeeze them between his teeth which brought with it moans of delight.

His journey down Lady Kathleen’s body was not over. After playing the Lady’s nipples for a time, his caresses moved down her stomach as his hands slid under her ass, lifting her wet pussy to his waiting mouth. His tongue encircled her full clit then parted her pussy lips entered. Moira was right; the Lady’s juices were delicious!

After arousing the Lady orally until her hips were moving and grinding her pussy into Kenneth’s face, he knew it was time. With his hands still on her ass, he lifted her up off the table and held her as he lowered her onto his hard, erect cock. With his cock fully inside the Lady’s pussy, she wrapped her legs around him as he fucked her standing there under the arbor. Kenneth held her and pumped her up and down on his big hard cock. His thrusts were coming faster and harder and then as they both were about to climax, he gave Lady Kathleen a couple of long hard thrusts, holding the last one as he exploded inside her.

As he laid her back down onto the garden table, Lady Kathleen asked, “Should I ask Moira to cum back and bathe us?”

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Madeline entered her flat, dropped her bags, set down her coffee, then rushed across her living room, intent on reaching her phone before the answering machine picked up. But she was too late. As she waited panting, she heard her own greeting followed by the ubiquitous beep.

“Hey, Baby,” said a voice as the device began recording. “Are you there and just ignoring me or what? Call me.”

Madeline recognized Daryl at once and was relieved she hadn’t reached the phone in time. He only called her lately when he wanted something, and that something was usually sex. Madeline figured she’d get a new boyfriend when she had the time. Until then, well, Daryl wasn’t that bad in bed; but she’d do the calling.

With a sigh, Madeline pressed the NEW button and the machine began to speak.

“Message 1. Tuesday. 10:12 A.M. ‘Hello? Is anyone there? I’m trying to reach Madeline Atkins. Hello?…’ “

Stupid telemarketer, thought Madeline, hitting the NEXT button.

“Message 2. Tuesday. 5:12 P.M. ‘Hey baby. It’s me. Call me.’ “

Madeline shook her head as she pressed the NEXT button again.

“Message 3. Tuesday. 7:46 P.M. ‘Hi, Maddy. This is Bryan. I found a website I think you should see. Give me a ring when you get a chance. Seven-two-eight, eighteen eighty-two. Bye.’ “

What website could that little twerp have found that would interest me? she wondered, and pressed NEXT again

“Message 4. Tuesday. 8:03 P.M. ‘Hey baby, where ya been? Did you get my first…’ “

Madeline rolled her eyes as she hit the NEXT button.

“Message 5. Tuesday. 8:57 P.M. ‘Hey, Baby. Are you there and just ignoring me or what? Call me.’ “

There was a brief pause before the mechanical voice announced, “End of Messages.”

Madeline picked up the phone and tried to recall Bryan’s number. With some hesitation, she pressed the buttons then held the receiver to her ear and waited.

Several rings later, a low, squeaky voice answered. “Hello?”

“Hey, Bryan. It’s Madeline. You said something about a website?”

“Maddy! Hey, how ya doin’?”

“Fine. The site?”

“Oh; yeah, that. Might be nothing, but I thought you’d want to see it. Just in case, well, you know, it might not be nothing.”

“E-mail it to me.”

“It’s kind of, well, a different kind of site,” stammered Bryan. “I don’t want you to get the wrong idea or anything.”

“Just send it already. I’m kinda busy.”

“Alright,” Bryan agreed. “But call me afterwards. I don’t want you getting the wrong idea or anything.”

“I will,” Madeline said. “Call you, that is.”

“Ok, I’ll send it in a few minutes.”

“Thanks, Bye.”

“I’m just trying to be a good friend,” Bryan insisted. “Don’t go getting the wrong idea.”

“I won’t,” Madeline snapped, not even pretending to disguise her impatience.

“Ok. Bye”

“Bye.”

Madeline shook her head. Poor Bryan. Ever since he helped her through freshman biology, he’d tried any excuse to stay in touch, like the pathetic little puppy that keeps bringing a stick back to its master.

Of course, guys had been falling in love with Madeline at first sight as long as she could remember. Her figure was as near that of a Barbie doll as any real woman gets. Her chiseled face was even better. She kept her hair wavy, long, and dark. If she’d been a few inches taller, she might have made an excellent modeling prospect; but, then again, she had her sights a little higher than being just a runway queen or pin-up girl.

That Madeline had taken freshman biology in her fifth year said much for her academic shortcomings. But she had been a drama student, what did she care about fish guts? Now that she had at last landed a leading role, she hoped to never crack a book again. Sure, the part was in a Victorian melodrama at the Atrium, a cultural backwater favored by elderly couples and managed by a conservative group; but it was a lead role, a start. That was all she imagined she needed, the break that would launch her career.

Madeline picked up her latte and made the short trip down the corridor to the spare bedroom and her computer. She opened her e-mail and downloaded the fifteen new messages, the last of which was from Bryan.

Nonchalantly sipping her coffee, Madeline opened the message. The communication contained but a single line, a web address that she double-clicked without even bothering to read it. Her eyes flew wide as her browser displayed the title:Little Girls Sucking Big Cocks.

The cup fell. Coffee splattered all over the keyboard. The light brown fluid continued to drip as Madeline waited with dread for the images to load. There it was on her screen. Or, more precisely, thereshe was on her screen. It was all there too; on her knees licking his balls; a foot-long cock sticking halfway out of her mouth; then her face covered with his frothy load; and a smile too, as if she liked it.

Madeline had done it her sophomore year, when her budget couldn’t quite cover Aydın Escort tuition and rent. Beforehand, she had thought of nothing but the money. Afterwards, it had worried her to no end that someone, anyone, she knew might find out. As time passed though, and nothing happened, she had begun to assume it would remain one of those dirty little secrets everyone collects during the course of their life. Now the secret was hers no longer.

Don’t get the wrong idea?Madeline fumed. What other idea was there to get?

She was certain Bryan had wanted her for years. Now the little puppy dog had the stick. And she knew it. How long had the devious little maggot kept his precious bombshell, waiting to drop it at just the right moment? Calling the same week that she had landed her first major role, that couldn’t be a coincidence.

No, everyone read the newspapers, even Bryan. Surely, he’d heard of the Atrium as well. He knew if those stodgy benefactors discovered her indiscretions, they’d dump her like yesterday’s garbage, especially this early in the production.

Madeline looked at the pictures again.One doesn’t find a site like that looking for a chicken soup recipe, she thought. With a sneer of contempt, she pictured Bryan’s face. The nerdy glasses hiding beady little black eyes. The disheveled hair. The spotty complexion. Did he still carry a pencil over his ear? Hadn’t that gone out of style before her parents were born?

Don’t get the wrong idea? Madeline could just scream. She cringed at what the little geek would have her do to buy his silence. But he had her over the proverbial barrel; if she wanted to keep her job that is. With a grim sigh, she went back to the kitchen, picked up the phone, and hit redial.

I suppose if he only wants what’s in those pictures, she began as though to console herself,at least that won’t be too bad. I did a stranger for a grand, surely I can do Bryan a couple of times to keep my job. Right? How hard can that…

Bryan’s voice interrupted her thoughts. “Hello?”

“What do you want?” Madeline snapped.

There was a pause before Bryan replied, “What do you mean?”

“I saw the website. What do you want?”

“Is that you?” Bryan asked.

“Yes.” Madeline wanted the admission back before it had even fully left her mouth. What an idiot I can be sometimes, she lamented as her eyes clamped shut.What a total fucking idiot!

“Did you know that was there?” asked Bryan.

Madeline considered the question for a few seconds, but she soon concluded the proverbial cat was already out of the bag. “Yes. I did it four or five years ago when I needed the money. I guess I always knew it was out there somewhere.”

“Ok,” said Bryan. “I just didn’t want stuff out there like that if you didn’t know about it.”

Madeline waited before prompting, “And?”

“And what?”

“What else did you want?”

“Nothing,” Bryan shrugged, though no one could see him. “That’s it.”

“That’s all?”

“Sure,” replied Bryan. “What else would there be?”

“You,” Madeline began, “aren’t going to tell anyone?”

“Nope,” Bryan replied. “It’s your business. I just wanted to make sure you knew. That’s all.”

Madeline issued an extended sigh. “Thanks.”

“You bet,” said Bryan. “What are friends for?”

“So you really aren’t going to tell anyone?”

“Which of the three words confused you?” Bryan asked.

“What?”

“It’s your business.”

“Oh,” Madeline said. “None, I guess. I was just, well, thinking and- what are you doing visiting sites like that anyway?”

“I’m twenty years old and I don’t have a girlfriend. Do the math.”

“Never mind. It’s your business.”

“Exactly,” snapped Bryan.

“Ok. Bye.”

“Bye.”

* * * * *

Part Two: The Discovery

Several weeks passed and Madeline began to forget her brief foray as an Internet porn star. The twice-daily rehearsals took up almost all of her time. She’d seen Daryl a few times in those weeks, and on each occasion it had been, wham, bam, and not even “thank you, ma’am.”

That arrangement suited Madeline just fine. She’d begun not returning his calls, and he’d at last taken the hint that she’d call him when she had the time.

That all changed when Madeline hit the NEXT button as she arrived home from rehearsal late one evening.

“Message 4. Wednesday. 11:41 A.M. ‘Hey Baby. I stumbled on some pics of you online. Looks like you been holding out on me. You never sucked my dick like that. Not yet anyway.’

Daryl paused to chuckle before continuing, ‘Have you quit your day job yet? Bet you will if your boss sees these pics. Or you could just give me a call and maybe we can work something out. Looking forward to it. Bye.’ “

Madeline collapsed into a chair at her kitchen table.How did Daryl manage to find those? she wondered for the ten seconds it took her to put two and two together. Bryan! Her eyes narrowed.But why? Aydın Escort Bayan To cause a break up so maybe he’ll have a shot with me?

Madeline snatched the receiver and pounded the digits of what she thought was Bryan’s number.

“Hello?”

“Hey Bryan, remember that website?”

“The porn one?”

“Yeah. My boyfriend found it. Any idea how he might have done that?”

“No,” replied Bryan. “But not like it’s hidden.”

“Seems a coincidence that you and him found it a few weeks apart.”

Bryan issued a subconscious shrug. “Not really. Looks like the site just started using your pics for advertising. That means a lot of people will be seeing them now.”

“A lot?”

“Yeah. A lot. More than ever before. Anyone surfing free porn sites could stumble on them.”

“Really?” asked Madeline. “Anybody?”

“Sure,” said Bryan. “Why? Hope he didn’t get mad at you over it. I mean, that was a long time ago.”

“Yeah, he’s pretty upset,” said Madeline. “I think he’s going to use them to get me fired?”

“Where do you work that would fire you for that?”

“The Atrium,” Madeline replied.

“What’s that?” queried Bryan. “Oh, is that the new building with all the fancy Asian flowers they have down by the zoo?”

“No!” Madeline snorted. “It’s a theater.”

“Plants. Theater. All the same to me. Why would they fire you over this?”

“They’re very conservative.”

“Well,” snorted Bryan. “That sucks.”

“Yeah,” Madeline agreed.

“Let me see if I can figure something out,” offered Bryan. “I’ll call you back in a few hours.”

“What do you mean?”

“You want me to do or tell?”

“Do.”

“Ok,” agreed Bryan. “I’ll call you later.”

“Uh, ok. Thanks”

“You’re welcome. Bye.”

“Yeah. Bye.”

Madeline hung up the phone and just sat for some minutes. With reluctance, she picked up the receiver and dialed Daryl’s number, hoping he wouldn’t answer.

“Hey!”

“What do you want?” asked Madeline.

“Hey!” Daryl repeated. “About time you called. For starters; I want some of what that guy got.”

“What’s that?”

“A good blowing,” Daryl declared. “Looks like you can get alot more dick in your mouth than I ever would have thought.”

Madeline sighed. “Let me think about it.”

“Ok. Start thinking.”

“What?”

“I want you over herenow,” Daryl announced. “You can do the rest of your thinking with your mouth full.”

Madeline sat, considering the ultimatum.Just like before, she realized.Put out or get out. Except this time it’s not just my rent, it’s my career!Her head began to move in a slow pivot. Why me? What did I do to deserve this? Maybe I should just…

“It’s up to you,” Daryl continued after the woman failed to respond. “I know we’re done as a couple anyway, so no skin off my ass if you lose your job. Come on over tonight before I fall asleep if you want to make a deal. Otherwise your boss gets an e-mail in the morning.”

Click.

Madeline deliberated for an hour before tucking her proverbial tail between her legs and heading for the car.

A quarter hour later Daryl opened his door wearing a broad, self-satisfied grin. “Hey, what kept you? I was starting to think you were making a bad career move.”

“What do you want?” repeated Madeline.

“You know what I want. You. Naked, of course. And on your knees in my living room. Now!”

Madeline closed her eyes.You can do this, she told herself. You did it before, remember? It’s not going to be that bad. You’ll thank yourself for it years from now. You will!

Daryl watched with glee as the woman did his bidding, removing every stitch of clothing and assuming the indicated position. “That’s a good girl,” he crowed as he walked to her and unzipped his fly. He pulled his semi-rigid cock out and held it toward her mouth. “Start sucking.”

With a sigh, Madeline parted her lips and accepted his crown into her mouth. In an instant, her tongue detected an unexpected flavor. Her features twisted, registering her corresponding disgust.

“What’s the matter?” asked Daryl, petting her head like a dog’s. “Don’t like the taste of another woman? Did you think your pussy was the only one in town? You act like it is. Now start sucking for real or get out.”

Trying in vain to disguise her loathing, Madeline did as Daryl ordered. Soon his hips began to rotate. “Oh yeah,” he crowed. “That’s better. I’m gonna love watching your face as I fill your mouth, Baby. Be a good little cum slut and don’t spill any now.”

Daryl continued to gloat as the pace and force of his motion increased. “I hope you like the taste of my dick. And of my new girlfriend. You’ll be tasting both a lot. I checked your play’s schedule. Your theater is closed on Sunday. Go figure. So every Sunday noon, you’re going to be over here on your knees doing exactly whatwe want you to do, understand?”

Daryl’s hand, the one that had been stroking her hair, Escort Aydın curled within her locks and gripped them tight, holding her head in place. “This Sunday,” he began, “You get to savor the pleasure of my new girlfriend’s pussy firsthand. I can tell from the look on your face that’s going to be fun. Of course while you lick her cunt, that ass you never let me touch will be conveniently available to accept my cock.”

Daryl licked his lips. “Yeah, what more could any guy want than a babe like you to suck his cock and take it up the ass; all on demand. I’ll have to figure out some way to get you over here more than once per week.”

As the man expanded his plan, his cock expanded too. Soon the shaft was leaking a constant stream of pre-cum. Madeline knew the moment she dreaded was near. Like most women, she had experimented with a man ejaculating into her mouth and, like most women, she didn’t care for it. The mere thought of soon having to swallow Daryl’s semen made her stomach wretch. A tear emerged from the corner of one eye and made its way down her cheek.

“What, are you crying?” asked Daryl, “I’ll give you something to cry about.” With that, he increased his grip on her hair and forced his cock as deep into her throat is it would go. As he had expected, her gag reflex tried to expel his member. Her eyes overflowed; tears began streaming down her face.

“Yeah, you like that? Too bad, because I sure do. Oh yeah!” Daryl released her head. “But now I’m ready to fill your mouth. Finish me off like a good little cum-drinking, butt-fucking bitch.”

Cum-drinking, butt-fucking bitch? The words ricocheted within Madeline’s head. A look of grim determination gripped her features.I am not going to be your bitch, she resolved. Even if it means my job! Clenching her jaws, she brought her teeth to bear on the unwelcome invader.

“Yow!” Daryl shrieked as the shock and pain registered simultaneously in his brain. He tried to pull away, but Madeline’s teeth held his member tight. “Let go!” he cried, almost begged. Hands that had moments before pulled her head now tried in desperation to force it the opposite direction. “Get off!”

As much as Madeline wanted to sever his cock, she decided she didn’t care to be the topic of a thousand sleazy morning radio programs. She released his throbbing member, backed away, and stood. “What?” the brunette queried in a tone dripping with both spite and sarcasm. “Did I giveyou something to cry about?”

“You bitch!” screamed Daryl, cradling his wounded cock as he tried to assess the damage. “Say goodbye to your acting career!”

“You had it right the first time,” Madeline retorted. “I was a whore to make those pictures. But I’m never going to be a whore again; that’s the career I’m saying goodbye to.”

Madeline threw on her pants and blouse, barely fastening them before heading for the door. She wept as she drove home, knowing that Daryl was most likely already sending the porn site link to, not only her boss, but also to her family and anyone else he could think of that they both knew.

I wonder where I’ll work now, the young woman mused. Fast food again, maybe? Her face seemed to melt as she considered that possibility.Oh, I hate what that does to my skin, nevermind the hours and the pay! What have I done? Can that possibly have been worth losing my career? The ends of her mouth began to curl upward as she recalled Daryl’s surprised yelp.Yes, she concluded with a nod.Whatever happens, my pride is worth more than my job.

The answering machine was flashing when Madeline arrived at her apartment. With heavy sigh she pressed NEW and got ready to hit ERASE so as not suffer Daryl’s sadistic ranting.

“Message 1. Wednesday. 09:13 P.M. ‘Hi Maddy. It’s Bryan. I think I fixed your problem. Give me a call when you can. Bye.’ “

“Message 2. Wednesday. 09:32 P.M. ‘You bitch! I bet you think that was funny teasing me like that! You already knew the site was gone, didn’t you? I hate your lousy bitch guts, you fucking whore! Bitches like you make me…’ “

Her brows low over a bemused smirk, Madeline left the machine ranting and walked down the corridor to sit at her computer. Opening the e-mail Bryan had sent her a few weeks back, she double-clicked on the site address therein. She awaited the vile portraits of herself and the man whose name she had long forgotten. Instead, a few simple yet divine words filled her screen: 404 ERROR: PAGE NOT FOUND.

Madeline sat back in her chair, mouth gaping. “Bryan,” she whispered. “Did you really do that?” She swallowed once, then raced for the phone, punching in the numbers in a giddy frenzy.

“Hello?”

“Did you get rid of the website?” Madeline inquired at once.

“For now,” Bryan replied. “They might put it back, but I doubt they’ll bother.”

“What do you mean?”

“Well, I gave them a little something to think about,” Bryan explained. “Left a little message saying they’d made enough money off my sister and if they didn’t want their site to be down again tomorrow, they best find some other girl to display. It’s a five-year old spread and they were just using it as an advertising hook anyway. I wouldn’t expect them to push their luck even if they fix their security.”

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As I drove up to the motel that Victoria and I had arranged to meet at, I thought back to the time that I had first met her.

We’d met online at a poker room and straight away we seemed to hit it off together.

It wasn’t long before we exchanged e-mail addresses and were soon chatting away like long lost soul mates.

We soon found out that each was married, but that didn’t stop us from chatting, after all, we were just friends, right?

At first we were just friends, but that started to change very quickly.

I had sent Victoria one of my stories that I had written, forgetting completely to check if there were any nude pictures of myself in the story.

I had two sets of stories on my computer, one with pictures and one without pictures.

As it’d turned out, I’d sent the one with pictures to Victoria by mistake.

Not that she complained at all.

In fact, Victoria seemed quite taken with my picture.

A few days went by, and our fascination with each other grew quickly.

I wanted to see much more of this wonderful lady that I’d met online.

It soon became quite clear that Victoria too, wanted to meet with me.

After a couple of weeks of chatting online, Victoria admitted that she was slowly falling in love with me.

I too, had to admit that I was falling for this lovely lady as well.

Because of her job, Victoria moved around the country a lot and was coming up my way in a few months time.

I was very excited by the news, even though it wouldn’t be for some time yet, the mere fact that I was going to meet this very beautiful young lady, sent shivers right through my body.

Victoria had agreed to send me a couple of nude pictures of her self and I could barely wait to see them.

As we chatted online, we found to our amazement, that we had a hell of a lot in common with each other.

It was really turning out to be a pleasure talking with Victoria.

She soon became the highlight of my day and evening.

I never gave up the chance to see her when we were both online together.

Because we were both married, we both had to watch out for our spouse, otherwise, they’d catch us chatting and then there’d be hell to pay.

We both had a couple of close calls, but managed to keep things hidden from our partners.

Even in bed with my wife, my mind was filled with our latest conversations online.

No one had ever turned me on so much as she was able to do just by chatting.

While she was indeed very beautiful, it was not just her beauty that turned me on, no, it was much more than that.

It was as though she needed someone to tell her that she was still very much a beautiful woman, a desirable woman.

Of course I had no trouble telling her that, because to be quite frank, she was one of the most desirable women, I’d ever met in my life.

But to my keen senses, I knew that deep down, something was troubling her deeply.

It took a couple of weeks before Victoria told me what had been troubling her.

It seems that her husband was Bi-sexual.

Victoria then described how she felt when she found out about it.

Victoria had found out only 9 months ago that he was Bi-sexual and it’d nearly floored her.

How could she have not known about his Bi-sexuality ages ago!

Victoria had always thought of herself as a smart enough woman fairly wise to the ways of men, but this threw her completely.

Then, she started to think about giving him a headjob and she wondered where his cock had been before he came home.

Now she knew why he liked anal so much.

Victoria too, loved anal, but was disgusted with the thought of his cock in some guys arse before coming home to have anal with her.

She’d washed herself that night in the shower but could not for the life of her, wash away the hurt and disgust that she felt inside her.

Victoria then told me that she never gave him a headjob after that and made him wear a condom whenever she had to give him sex.

But for nine painful months, she kept her secret to herself, apart from one other person, too ashamed to confide in anyone else she knew.

The one person, she did confide in was her elderly next door neighbor, Elsie, whom she loved as a mother.

Victoria told me that she had even shown a couple of nude pictures of my erection that I’d sent her to Elsie and that Elsie had told her to dump her husband and marry me.

I didn’t mind in the least as I’d given nude shots of myself to many women in the past.

Victoria said that once her shameful secret was known to me, she’d felt better getting it off her chest.

I told Victoria that on no account was she to blame herself for what’d happened; it wasn’t her fault that he was Bi-sexual.

I did fully understand where she’d been coming from, not that it’d happened to me, but from the fact of finding out my 2nd wife had been playing around on me with another guy.

It wasn’t as bad as what’d happened to Victoria of course, but the hurt and the mistrust and betrayal would have been the same reaction.

It’d Aydın Escort only made me want to take Victoria in my arms and hold her safe against anyone or anything that could ever hurt her again.

I too, had been hurt in the past, and didn’t want Victoria to have to go through any more hurt.

As I walked towards the room Victoria had booked for our first meeting, I again had faint stirrings of worry about what she’d think of the real me.

Until this moment, all she’d ever seen were pictures of me, now she’d be meeting the real me.

At the back of my mind, I did wonder if she would be even slightly disappointed in what she saw when she opened the door.

I had brought this to Victoria’s attention before today, and she’d been a little cross with me for even thinking it.

But, it was human nature to wonder if you were ever good enough for the woman you’d fallen for.

Knowing that there was only one way of finding out, I knocked on the door.

It opened almost instantly.

It was as though Victoria had been standing on the other side of the door waiting for me to knock.

There before me, stood a woman even more beautiful than her picture had lead me to believe.

I stood there for a few seconds, drinking in her beauty.

Victoria stood there on the other side of the doorway waiting for me to say or do something.

I broke myself from the spell she’d thrown over me and grinned.

Still without a word being spoken, I stepped over the doorway and into the arms of one of the most beautiful ladies I’d ever met.

Victoria hugged me as tightly as I hugged her.

I couldn’t believe that at long last, I now held this sweet and lovely woman in my arms.

I could feel her body heat mixing with mine as we hugged, and I felt my cock start to respond. It was as though my cock knew what was in store for it.

I surely did.

Still holding each other, we looked into each other’s eyes and smiled.

“Hi there” I told her, grinning like a school kid.

“Hi there yourself my lovely man.” Victoria replied with a smile that seemed to come from heaven.

I leaned forward and felt the warmth of her breath as our mouths drew nearer and felt my lips press softly against hers.

I’d dreamt of this minute for months now and finally, the moment had arrived.

I felt Victoria’s mouth part slowly and she allowed my tongue to enter its wetness and warmth.

As our tongues danced the dance of love inside each other’s mouths, I couldn’t resist copping a feel of her arse.

Using both hands, I at first lightly traced the smooth outline of her cheeks, and then I gripped her firmly by the cheeks and pulled her crotch against my own.

God how I wanted this woman, in more ways than one.

Her nipples were pressing against my shirt and I couldn’t wait to feel them naked against my own flesh.

Victoria slowly withdrew from our embrace.

“I think we’d better close the door, or we’ll finish up giving the neighbors a free show.” She said with a smile, going around me and closing the door.

She then stepped back into my waiting arms before saying, “God, Brian. You don’t know how I’ve longed for this day to arrive.”

“I think that I have an idea, Victoria.” I replied gently kissing her on the lips once more.

Again, we kissed tenderly and passionately, our tongues darting and withdrawing inside each other’s mouths.

Again, I let my hands wander across Victoria’s very cute backside as we kissed.

I lightly ran the finger’s of my right hand down the groove between her cheeks, knowing that in a very short space of time, I’d be enjoying the delights of her body and much more.

I felt Victoria’s entire body slightly shiver in response to my touching her backside through her dress.

I loved the response I was getting from this beautiful woman.

Gone were the fleeting thoughts of was I good enough for her or not.

I knew for a fact that I was more than good enough for her.

In fact we seemed so right together, that we had both thought aloud at different times, that we were in fact soul mates.

“Shall we have a drink, Brian?” she asked with a smile.

“Yes please.” I replied with a smile of my own.

Victoria poured two drinks and we sat on the lounge exchanging small talk while we had our drinks.

I looked at this beautiful woman that I’d met purely by accident online and again wondered how come I’d been so lucky.

I would not have dreamt in a million years of being with someone that was this beautiful and smart to boot.

“Well Brian, where’s this shower you promised me.” Victoria asked smiling as she sat her glass down on the coffee table in front of us.

“Oh, I’m dam sure we can soon find it, Victoria.” I replied with a smile of my own, sitting my own glass down beside hers.

We stood and I held out my hand for her to take.

We soon found the shower and I stood there looking at her for a second or two, knowing that at long last, I was about to finally see Victoria fully naked.

“Here, Aydın Escort Bayan Let me.” Victoria said as I started to undo my shirt.

I removed my fingers from the buttons and allowed Victoria to undo my shirt for me.

She hung the shirt on the door knob and then she lowered herself to her knees in front of me and took hold of my belt.

As she undid my belt, Victoria looked up at me with a smile.

I looked deep into her eyes and saw love staring back at me.

I’d been scared to show true love to a woman ever since I’d been badly hurt in the love game, but with Victoria, I didn’t feel the need to be frightened of her.

I knew that she wouldn’t desert me for another man like my 2nd wife had done.

I reached down with my hand and lightly stroked her on the side of the face.

Victoria turned her face towards my hand and kissed it.

Then, she got back to the job in hand.

She slowly undid the zipper on my trousers and allowed my pants to fall at my feet.

I stepped out of them and stood there in just my underpants.

Then she gripped my underpants and slowly lowered them to my feet also.

Again, I stepped out of them and now stood totally naked in front of Victoria.

Victoria said “What’s this?” as she reached forward and took hold of my semi-erect cock.

“Now that is what I’ve been waiting to see for a long time.” She said with a laugh.

I grinned as she leaned forward and kissed the head of my cock.

“I bet it tastes as good as it looks.” Victoria said with a smile, before leaning forward and placing her lips around the head of my cock.

The warmth of her mouth closed around the top part of my cock and then, slowly, she began to push her mouth further and further along its thickening length.

Not too many women were able to take its full length inside their mouths, but Victoria didn’t seem to have much trouble doing so.

I felt her nose touch my pubes as she continued to suck me off.

I knew that I wasn’t going to last long inside that warm, moist mouth of hers and while I would of liked to have lasted longer, also knew that the 2nd time round, I would last much longer.

I knew also from our chats that Victoria was not one of these women who hated sperm inside their mouths.

I’d not met too many women in my travels who also didn’t mind swallowing sperm.

I was pleased that Victoria was one who didn’t mind swallowing.

My own wife would not take my sperm inside her mouth, let alone swallow it.

I felt Victoria’s fingers lightly begin to tease my balls as she fucked her mouth along my cock.

Then she reached a little further under my balls and I felt her begin to tease my anus.

Again, not too many women liked playing with a guy’s anus.

Slowly and carefully so’s not to cause me any discomfit, Victoria began to push her fingertip just inside my anus.

That was more than enough along with her hot, wet mouth fucking my cock to send me over the edge.

I felt my hot sperm start to empty into Victoria’s mouth.

“Mmmm” Victoria mumbled around the shaft of my cock, as she sucked every last drop of my cum inside her mouth.

My cock softened inside her mouth and Victoria removed her finger from my anus and removed her mouth from my cock.

“Now that was nice.” Victoria said with a grin.

“Sure was darl.” I replied with a big grin on my face.

Victoria then stood back up and I knew it was my turn to give this beautiful woman pleasure with my mouth.

I picked up my trousers and underpants and hung them along with my shirt.

It wouldn’t do to have them too messed up as I had to meet my wife afterwards.

I’d arranged it this way, so that she wouldn’t be suss about me being dressed up in my good clothes and with wet hair.

She’d just think that I’d not long got out of the shower to meet with her.

Which would be true, except that I was going to be hopping out of the shower with Victoria first.

I kissed Victoria on the lips tenderly at first, then with increasing passion.

Our tongues joined forces inside her mouth as we hugged tightly to one another.

I felt the faint stirrings of another erection coming, but wanted to pleasure Victoria with my mouth first.

We kissed for a few minutes before I slowly pulled away from her lips.

Then I turned her with my hands so that she was now standing with her back to me.

I reached up with my fingers and took hold of the zipper at the top of her dress.

As I lowered the zipper, I saw the straps of her bra come into view along with smooth bare flesh.

I leaned forward and lightly kissed her on the back.

Then, I helped Victoria from her dress and she stood before me in just her bra and panties, which I saw with pleasure was a G-string.

I reached up and undid her bra strap, allowing her beautiful breasts to escape into the fresh air.

Then, Victoria turned herself towards me, allowing me to view her lovely breasts for the very first time.

I reached forward with my fingertips Escort Aydın and ran them over her twin globes.

I wanted them in my mouth so badly, but first I wanted to see this lovely lady totally naked.

I then sank to my knees in front of her, the same as she’d done to me.

Hooking my fingers either side of her G-string, I slowly lowered them to her feet.

Victoria stepped out of them and now I had a totally unrestrained view of her body.

I stared at her nakedness in pleasure; I felt like a kid in a candy store.

As I’d once told her while online, she was indeed an angel.

Victoria knew from our chats, that I loved women without hair around their vaginas.

It would not have bothered me greatly had she had hair down there, but this was a bonus.

I’d always loved the feel of smooth flesh under my tongue as I made oral love to a woman, also I didn’t have to go to the dentist for a haircut.

I placed both hands on her hips and leaned forward and kissed her belly button.

I felt Victoria’s body shake slightly in pleasure as she felt the tip of my tongue starting to descend towards her vagina.

We had made love many different ways together in my stories and while we were having cyber sex, so Victoria had a good idea as to what was coming next.

I could smell her heavenly vaginal scent the closer I got towards her vagina.

I knew I was in for a treat.

My tongue guided over her smooth flesh, until I felt the slight protrusion of her pelvic bone under my tongue.

A few more seconds and I would taste her juices, the one thing I’d be waiting to do for many months.

I felt her outer lips with the tip of my tongue and signed silently with pleasure.

I ran the tip of my tongue all over her smooth flesh, not yet wanting to plunge my tongue deep inside her.

Not only was I teasing Victoria, but wanted to tease myself as well.

This was a golden moment for me and I wanted it to last for as long as it could.

I reached between her thighs and lightly teased her anus with my finger.

Victoria gave out a low moan of pleasure and placed both of her hands on top of my head.

Then, I guided the tip of my tongue towards her swollen, erect clitoris and just gave it the briefest flick with the tip of my tongue.

Victoria moaned softly with pleasure above me and I felt her hands grip my hair.

But again, I didn’t want to go straight for her vagina, I wanted her to be half begging me to touch her vagina with my mouth.

So I instead moved my tongue slightly to the left and ran the tip of it down the groove on the inside of her thigh, close to but not quite touching her outer flesh of her vagina.

I did the same to the right hand side of her crotch.

I felt Victoria’s hands trying to guild my mouth towards her vagina, but still I was not ready to obey.

I moved my face completely away from her crotch and placed the palms of my hands either side of her hips and then slowly moved them down her thighs.

My fingertips were soft against her warm flesh, but I made sure that while it was caressing her flesh, it actually wasn’t ticking her.

I ran my fingers down the outsides of her legs, and then I moved them around until they were now on the inside of her ankles.

Slowly I began to guild my fingers back up her flesh, enjoying the feel of her beautiful skin beneath my fingers.

My fingers moved slowly towards her beautifully bald vagina and I let them brush either side of her lips.

Then I ran the tips of my fingers gently over her smooth vaginal lips, causing a low moan of pleasure or frustration from Victoria.

Then I lightly ran the tip of one finger down the soft, wet groove of her vagina.

I then angled my finger upwards and slowly began to ease my thick finger up inside of her.

At the same time, I lowered my mouth to her throbbing clitoris.

I took her erect clitoris inside my mouth and teased it with my tongue; causing Victoria’s already very moist vagina to become even wetter, if that was at all possible.

Her tight vaginal walls parted before my probing finger.

The warmth and wetness of her vagina closed around my finger as I plunged it as deep as I could inside her.

Victoria was now humping my finger as if it were a smaller version of my cock.

As I pulled it back out of her I then slowly eased two of my thick fingers inside of here.

The thickness of two of my fingers was the same width as my cock.

I made sure that as I finger fucked her, I lapped up some of her love juices that were flowing out of her.

Her juices tasted like pure nectar to me.

Victoria’s thighs were shaking quite badly as she neared her orgasm.

Her fists were now tightly holding onto my hair.

I could feel her vaginal muscles gripping and releasing my fingers within her and now wished that it was my cock buried deep inside of her.

I wanted to feel that hot throbbing mass of female flesh around my thick cock.

I couldn’t wait anymore.

I withdrew my fingers from her and pulled my mouth away from her crotch.

I stood up and said, “I want and need you now lover.”

I turned her around towards the bath and bent her over so that she was gripping the sides of the bath, allowing me the view of the most perfect arse I’d ever seen.

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He opened his eyes.

There it was again.

The blink of the light had done its job. He quietly reached down to the floor next to the bed and pushed the button on the side of his watch, shutting off the silent flash. Light from the full moon was peeking through the slats in the window blinds, making the room visible.

He slowly rolled over to look at her.

She was a sound sleeper, having already missed her alarm once this week.

This morning, hopefully, that would work to his benefit.

He watched her for a moment, lying on her back, her long hair a jumbled mess around her head. Reaching over carefully, so as not to wake her, he ran his fingers through her tousled mane. It was silky, as he knew it would be. He loved the feel of it. He knew that, if he leaned over and buried his nose in it, he would smell the shampoo from her shower the night before.

But it wasn’t time for that.

Yet.

The sheet had been pushed down to her waist, exposing her breasts. Lying on her back, gravity had flattened them against her body.

But those nipples…

Cool air from the ceiling fan stirred across her skin, Her “annoyingly huge nipples,” as she referred to them, chilled by the breeze, were swollen to perfection. He watched as, with each breath of her deep sleep, they rose, only to settle slowly again each time she exhaled.

He was tempted to lean over and take one into his mouth. There were few things he enjoyed more than suckling her breasts. The thought of rolling his tongue around her nipples and feeling them harden even Aydın Escort more in his mouth, excited him, causing his erection to twitch.

But it wasn’t time for that, either.

Silently, he slipped out of the bed and stealthily made his way around it, until he was standing at the footboard.

Naked, he stood.

Watching her.

Subconsciously, he reached down to his throbbing dick and slowly stroked it with the rhythm of the rise and fall of her breasts. After just a few tugs, he felt his balls tighten.

“Whoa. Better cut that out.” he thought, turning loose of his shaft.

“Don’t want this to be over with before it gets started,” he smiled to himself.

He reached down, carefully took hold of the sheet, and gently began pulling it towards himself.

He watched as it glided over her body, first exposing her flat stomach, then the curve of her hips and, at long last, the cleft where her legs met. He paused briefly to stare at the neatly trimmed patch of hair, anticipating what was to come.

He resumed pulling on the sheet, savoring every inch of her legs as they were revealed to him.

“She’s always had good legs,” he thought. He had first noticed them years before.

And now, he could hardly wait to get between them.

“This is going to be the tricky part,” he told himself as the top of the sheet cleared her feet.

Her legs were spread slightly. Leaning over the foot of the bed, he reached out with both hands and, ever so lightly, brushed the inside of her thighs with his fingertips. Instinctively, Aydın Escort Bayan she pulled her legs up and away from the tickle of his touch, leaving herself spread and open to him.

After a quick look at her face to make sure she was still asleep, he placed his hands on the mattress between her legs and carefully climbed over the footboard of the bed.

“Being tall does have its advantages,” he thought, as he knelt between her legs.

Supporting himself on his elbows, he leaned forward. In the moonlit room, he stared at her.

“God, she has a beautiful pussy.”

He loved the way she trimmed it close, just for him.

He breathed in through his nose and savored her aroma.

Lowering himself slightly, he placed his lips at the slit that was only slightly covered with hair and kissed her there.

She responded with a sigh and tilted her pelvis to make herself more accessible.

He grinned at her subconscious response. She didn’t need to be awake. Her body knew what it wanted.

His tongue snaked out of his mouth and licked up the length of her slit.

Again.

And yet again.

Each time penetrating a little bit deeper into her pussy.

As he sucked lightly on the little button at the top of her entrance, a moan escaped her throat. Not wanting to wake her, he moved back down and resumed licking her pussy.

He quickly received the response that he was looking for. As he sucked on them, the lips at the entrance of her pussy began to swell in his mouth. He could taste her now, Escort Aydın her juices flowing onto his tongue.

He would have loved to stay there longer… to lick her and suck on her clitoris until her body shook in climax.

But not now.

Not on this morning.

He lifted his head and looked at her face.

Somehow, she was still asleep, purring gently as her hips rocked back and forth, searching for his mouth.

“She has got to be the sexiest woman I have ever known,” He thought to himself.

“How did I ever get so lucky?”

He crawled forward on the mattress until his hands straddled her chest.

Staring in the moonlight at her beautiful face, he lowered his hips until the tip of his penis touched the entrance of her pussy.

Although it wasn’t the mouth that her body was searching for, she still responded by instinctively raising her hips to him and he pressed down, entering her.

No longer needing to wait, he pushed forward, with nearly half of his dick penetrating her on the first push. He pulled out and this time, with her juices coating a good portion of his shaft, he easily slid all the way into her on the next thrust.

He held it there, loving the feeling of being fully inside her, buried in her, with the warmth and wetness of her pussy enveloping his dick like a glove.

It was then that she reached for him, wrapping her arms around his shoulders and pulling him down to her. As his chest touched her breasts, she leaned up and met his lips with hers.

Her tongue forced its way into his mouth, savoring the taste of her own juices on his lips. After fighting a brief battle with his tongue, their lips parted.

She then left a trail of kisses across his cheek until her mouth was pressed against his ear.

“Fuck me,” she whispered.

“My pleasure,” he replied.

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