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This is the second part of the 3 story saga, from the planner’s point of view. It is written by me but for sake of keeping the story in context, published under Misty’s name.

Jan’s Story

I have to say, when I thought of the idea I found it incredibly sexy. Find a strange dog we’ve never interacted with in any way, lure it into my van, and drive to our home, have sex with it, then when were done, drop him off at his house again, hopefully his owner none the wiser. I sat thinking about it, daydreaming. My fantasy made me squirm, I sprawled back in my chair imagining how the girls would react. I imagined Misty, on her knees her pale freckled skin almost glowing in the moonlight, her copper hair flowing across the grass as the powerful dog mounted her slim 5’6 120 Lb body, the way her pussy swells when the knot sets, and her sensual moans as she orgasms while the dog stands rampant above her. Then sweet Jess, the woman in a girl’s body, at 5’9″ seems all arms and legs. I imagined her ebony eyes screwed shut, long dark hair cascading across her face as the dog ruts and thrusts deep inside her.

It took me a few hours to formulate all the angles, and I broached the subject after dinner. Misty stared at me as if I had just asked her to kill someone, her green eyes flashing, sudden colour in her cheeks and the way she shook her head, making her hair float around her face like a halo of reddened gold.
“You are joking, right?” She asked.
“No I’m serious, I think it will be the most exciting thing we’ve ever done!” I replied evenly.
I looked across the table at Jessica, her smile was re-assuring.
“I think, if you think, we should, then I’ll do it.” she answered smiling shyly. Her soft brown eyes shining with lust.
Misty looked at both of us. ” I think that you are both fricken crazy. Anyway, Jess always agrees with everything you say. What if we get caught? How can we explain stealing a dog? Do you for one second believe that the cops will believe whatever bullshit explanation you try and give them Jan? We will all go to jail!” she almost yelled.
I rolled my head and lifted my chin. ” You will do as you are told, do not take that tone to me, do you understand, girl?”
Misty canted her head to one side, whispered as if spitting poison, “Yes Mistress. However my objection stands.” She gritted.
Jessica could barely contain her excitement. “When are we going to look for our victim.?” She asked excitedly almost jumping up and down on her chair.
I wheeled back from the table, nothing wrong with the present. “Let’s go!” I ordered.

We spent about an hour driving through suburban Phoenix, we saw many, many dogs, but Misty seemed to find fault or problems with every dog or house we saw. I was growing increasingly frustrated with her objections and attitude. We started down a dark street, half way along this dark road I saw a huge Rottweiler on a stoop of a rundown looking bungalow. I pointed. “What about him?” I asked.
“I bet it’s a girl.” Came the surly response from the sullen redhead.
It was almost as if he heard her, the van’s headlights making the dogs eyes look like tiny flashlights, he lurched onto his huge paws and lifted his head and looked directly Bahçeşehir Escort at us, he lifted his rear leg and sent a stream of urine against the wall next to him. “I am certain girl dogs can’t pee like that, Misty.” I remonstrated.

“Then he’s probably been neutered, and I’m not going to feel his balls to confirm either way. I like my hands in one piece.” Misty answered blowing across her perfectly manicured and varnished finger nails.

The rear door slid open, and Jessica sprang from the slow moving van, she almost skipped to the white picket fence, whistling softly. The dog half charged the fence full of bravado. He approached with caution and half inquisitive snarls barking a warning. Jess leaned over and her fingers teased his flappy ears, cooing softly. The dog lost all aggression since the girl seemed no threat to him or his home and owner. Quickly Jess’s free hand slid down his back, then dipped to his rear end. In a couple of seconds, she was back in her seat. She whispered. “He has got balls and they’re massive.” she stated.
“Any more objections, Ms Sourpuss?” I asked.
“I still don’t……”
“Oh shut up!” I yelled at her.
I drove home carefully noting the route, measuring the distance. The odometer read 8.4 miles, less than ten minutes.
I had decided on the first clear Saturday night, I’m certain Misty spent every free moment doing rain dances.
We prepped ourselves, Misty submitted to both our dogs, followed by Jess, I lay across a portable pool while my Poodle rutted and filled my womb with his seed. All three of us reeked of dog sex.
Was the dark of the moon on the sixth of June. A van full of girls looking for dogs, all excited with almost no clothes on, and a dark street and one lucky dog. (apologies to CW McCall)
I stopped the van about a hundred yards from our victim’s house. By now there was no hesitation from Misty. She was as eager as Jess, and just as excited, both their eyes danced. They waited making sure no one was around or any lights on, I glanced at my watch 1:07AM The girls sprang out of the van, they pulled off their sweats and stood naked next to the van, It was warm, the moon a sliver in the sky, the sky made luminous by a million billion stars above us. I switched the lights off and reversed to the corner, while my girls walked purposely to the house.
I watched in the dark van while Misty and Jess attracted the dogs attention, I saw the dog pull himself through a rickety fence and approached the naked girls, he gave them perfuctionary sniffs. holding hands and followed by the dog the girls almost skipped to the van, the dog seemed to be sniffing Misty as they walked.

Jess swung up onto the center seat followed by the dog, Misty pulled the door closed and I put the van into gear, I glanced into the rearview mirror, oh my god the dog was immense. Misty was gingerly manipulating his penis, Jess looked on, licking her lips.
“Switch the lights on before we get stopped by the cops.” Misty pleaded.
I tried to concentrate, the lights on and the van cruised towards our home, driving slowly and totally within the law. I asked, “Jess are you okay with this?” She nodded her head eagerly.
Misty Bahçeşehir Escort Bayan kept masturbating the dog, he seemed totally at ease, his penis thickening and hardening poking from its sheath, it was massive. He lazily licked Misty, as she manipulated him.

I drove up the drive, and quickly swung out the van into my waiting chair, I wheeled into the house calling out for our two dogs, they eagerly followed me to the bedroom, I closed the door trapping them.
Their barks and whines telling me, “hey, unfair!”
I got back to the van, Misty had got the dog hard, His penis stood stiff, Jess, clambered out of the van followed my Misty and the dog, Misty helped Jess onto the right position, on her knees, head and shoulders on the grass, then arching her back and widening the distance between her knees.
The dog was breathing terse and he was eagerly trying to mount but Jess’s long legs making the connection difficult, Misty moved onto her knees behind the humping dog, she pressed Jess down and used her left hand to guide his fast moving penis, the dog’s penis entered Jess’s wet pussy and he started humping in earnest, half springing forward his rear paws standing on Jess’s outstretched calves. Misty on her hands and knees pulled at Jess’s ass while pushing the dog into Jess. After a few painful scratches the dog found his bitch open and wet, he thrust into her wet hole, Jess was lifting her ass and matching his fast wild thrusts, Misty lowered her face lifting her ass, watching the dog fuck her friend his penis driving into her, his knot was thickening and slapping her wet pussy lips.

My attention momentarily focused on Misty her ass still in the air, I couldn’t resist stroking her wet exposed pussy, her body responding to me, her thighs widening and offering herself to me. I absently fingered her while we both watched the dog’s knot slot into Jess. There was silence, I managed to put four fingers into Misty, and her ass wriggled trying to move against my hand. Jess had stopped moving. The dog covered her , his forelegs gripping her flanks, his penis, and knot buried in her cunt. I could see his balls vibrated in time with his noisy terse breathing, Jess was moaning softly.
The sensual coupling took about ten minutes, Jess trying to keep him in as the huge dog began to pull out of her. Unfortunately human girls do not have a girl dog’s ability to clamp down on a knot, and he pulled free with a soggy “plop” and she gushed dog cum and sank down onto the grass. The dog’s penis hung down, it was still massive and I doubted whether I’d be able take him.
Misty moved forward stroking Jess, softly asking if she was okay, Jess turned her head blushing in the starlight, nodding “Yes, it was fantastic.” The kidnap victim lazily slipped behind Jess, licking himself, then her gaping pussy, before laying down again watching his kidnappers.
Everyone’s breathing settled. There wasn’t a lot of talking but there was still an air of excitement. The dog began showing his penis again, I joked, ” I bet the believes we’re on heat.”
Misty, turned, reversing towards the dog, she lifted her ass to the dog’s face, immediately he began to lick, then rearing up Escort Bahçeşehir and humping wildly. Misty lifted herself slightly then snaked her hand under her body, and gripped his hardening penis. He reared up stiffening, his penis half out of its sheath, and poking at Misty’s asshole, Misty somehow managed to grip and guide him to her cunt, she lowered herself slightly then half tugged, suddenly the dog was fucking her, he humped fast and uncaringly entering Misty’s pussy, which expelled air in lewd pussy farts. We all giggled. Misty arched and bowed her back, her knees slid wider on the grass, as the dog’s humping got frantic. It was almost a soft sigh when the knot slotted home, I watched enthralled as the colossal dog stood rampant, with Misty under him.
I glanced down at Jessica. She was laying on her belly, with her legs wide, her pussy gaped open still and it was easy to spot his cum flowing from her, coating her thighs. While I watched Misty my hand thrust into Jess’s wet hole. She gasped loudly as my whole hand slid into her, I closed my hand inside Jessica, and I absently flexed my wrist in time with the dog’s noisy breathing, his balls and stumpy tail quivering as he pumped his seed into Misty’s womb. I whispered urgently to Jessica, “cum for me bitch!!” She shuddered her hips twitching her eyes rolling.
The Tie-ing was much longer than his time with Jess. Misty kept moving slightly but in a way that kept her lover tightly in her cloying cunt. His knot had expanded fully and her cunt was stretched and distended, the reddish section behind his knot bending slightly giving me a great view of the coupling. Misty was almost grunting with pure pleasure, her hips twitching as she orgasmed, it was incredibly sensual to watch, the air around us was full of the scent of their coupling. The dog growled softly contentedly as his seed flooded the woman I love more than life itself.
I could almost see her belly swell, the dog was perfectly still above her, Misty’s body began to spasm and the dog was back pedaling. The pair separated with a wet gush of dog cum. Misty lay panting on her belly. Immediately the dog lowered his face to her wet wide cunt, his tongue swiped and curled into her swollen lips, before bending down to lick himself. Slowly the massive penis slid back into its sheath.
I didn’t think that the dog wanted anymore human pussy that night, he stood up and moved towards me, he almost delicately sniffed my hand before moving to where Misty had being laying, he cocked his leg and sent a stream of hissing piss over the pooled mixture of his cum and Misty’s vaginal secretions he seemed content to lay down and watch us proud, virile, but satisfied. I glanced at my watch. It was 2:25AM, and the temperature dropping fast. I pulled a sweater over my head, The girls both shivered in the cool air. Without a word, Misty stood and kissed both of us.
I rolled my chair over to the van, Misty pushed the dog into the van and sat next to Jess. We drove back towards the dogs house, both girls totally naked and the dog totally sated. I stopped the van about 25 yards from his house. The door slid open and our “victim” hopped out, heading home without a backward look. I watched as he clambered through the fence. I glanced in the rear view mirror at my naked girls sitting prettily in the back seat.
“Did anyone see if he had a name on his collar?”. We all looked at each other and we giggled merrily all the way home.

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The art of kinky sex is what this is all about. This relates to my wife who unknowingly did not realize that she will be caught in the act when least expected, but because of the open relationship I share with her, I found it to be most exciting. As I had already have had an expert stretch her anal area and having set up video cameras to monitor her capabilities of deep throating and fucking , I must admit I did not expect her at any time to be such a professional. Well, when she least expected it I caught her on the act and what I saw told me and showed me the expression on my face when she sucks me off, as I could see the expression on the other guys face..He literally was going crazy and enjoyed every bit of it.
Let me relay an experience at a time when I caught her in the act. As it happened more than once, it’s worth mentioning this one as it’s somewhat unusual as it relates to incest with her brother whom she did an oral with as he knew that she often does it to me. During our time and stay at her brother’s place, sex is discussed as if it’s a standard practice, and the easiest way of actually demonstrating it is by physical encounters. During a particular day I found things very quiet as my wife and her brother had gone upstairs for her to apply some medication onto his back as he has a chronic back problem. Unknown to me she was rubbing his back when I asked here where she was so I left the outside of the room and went back downstairs. Just as I was about to go back downstairs, I heard a moan coming from him , and thinking he is suffering from pain went into the room and as the door was partially open I saw what I thought was what was happening. She had her mouth open and his huge cock was stuck right into it. Beautiful I thought as he lay flat and she on her knees was gripping her mouth over his shaft and moving it with tightened lips up and down like a mouth fuck. I just peeped and was fascinated with ecstasy, to see my wife mouth fucking her brother’s thick cock so professionally, making him even harder. He enjoyed it to the fullest and begged her for more, which she didn’t resist except for stopping time and again for some breath.
Finally the inevitable happened. His load could hold no longer and telling her that he is about to shoot, she make no effort to release her mouth, except telling him to go ahead. He held his shaft upright, she pushed her mouth over the shaft as far as she could go and tightened her lips. He shot with such vigour and so much volume that her mouth could not retain all the semen and subsequently some of the sperm from her mouth, trickled off the side on her lips and onto his stomach and part of his balls. She opened her mouth and all I could see was thick white-yellowish liquid mingling with saliva between her teeth and colouring her lips Avcılar Escort and tongue. It is one of those beautiful sights to see and by now my semen was at a point where my fluids were wetting the outside area of my pants. I ran into the bathroom and without a murmur I dropped my pants, grabbed my cock and using some soap, started vigorously masturbated myself, until I heard a knock on the door.It was my wife. I immediately stopped, pulled up my pants and opened the door. “Are are finished as I need to pee” said she, and as I let her in she avoided looking at me and turned her face the other way so as not for me to maybe notice some signs of “juices” on her lips.
“Hey! She said.”You look as if you in the mood”. I said “yes” and without even further thinking, she dropped my pants off and started sucking my cock. “Oh boy “ I thought, this woman just sucked off her brother and now me. Well so be it and with a tremendous force of pushing her face forward onto my shaft as she knelt down, I could not hold it and shot hot cum down her throat. She gobbled up every drop, cleaned me out. She then proceeded to pee and gargled her mouth and distinctly, I could see the difference in semen colour. Mine has a thick white look about it and his had a type of a yellow tinge in it. I asked her if she just had blown off someone before me and without even hesitating she said yes..Her brother who’s cock she says was just a professional blowjobber could not resist.
We were not for long in the bathroom and as we were about to leave, a knock interrupted up. She opened up and there was what her brother who had invited over a friend for her in order that she may demonstrate to us different tactic’s in blowjobs and suck offs fucks and ass fucks.
I asked if she will be able to cope and she said “obviously”. Now this guy was a sex crazed woman’s dream: A black guy with penis that’s well over eleven inches long. I was shocked as this guy was well build and as he dropped his pants it was all solid meat protruding out so long that I suggested she first try it up her ass. As she was screwed with big cocks in her ass plenty times, she could normally gauge if a huge cock was suitable for a blow job.
Without much fuss she obliged and going down on all fours, lifting up her ass in a penetrable position and she said to this guy to “let fly” He went down, positioned himself, parted her ass cheeks, opened her hole and with a hard push pumped it in. She screamed, but gradually started a soft moan, relaxed her ass muscle and together they went into a sound rhythm. It was a fantastic site to see and the deeper he pushed the more she screamed “more”, when finally she was ready she asked to suck him off.
The guy than retracted, washed off and before giving her a deep throat, started to fuck her puss. Avcılar Escort His eleven inches fully penetrated her cunt and she enjoyed every bit of it. He fucked her so hard that one could hear the thud of his balls against her now opened asshole. Finally she could not anymore, and withdrawing he guided first the head into her mouth, of which she vigorously pulled forth and back. She tightened her lips around his head and would not let go. The guy was helpless. He could not shoot, nor pull back. It must have been a full ten minutes before she let go, all along breathing through her mouth. Finally he started the mouth fuck and ripped her throat apart. He fucked her so hard that she screamed and despite the fact that she gagged all the time , he didn’t stop. Finally he could hold out no more and with a burst of fury, shot a load so powerful that she was drenched in cum from top to bottom. She could only gulp up a limited amount and slowly started wiping off the rest.
It wasn’t long that another knock interrupted us. It was her sister and with out prior warning just started licking off my wife’s body the semen that was all engulfed on her. Looking up at us , she grabbed my cock, dropped my pants and started to suck. It was something as compared to her sister she was more wide mouth and had a more of a darting tongue. She enjoyed nibbling my pee hole and then she would just suck head and finally “swallow a huge section of my shaft. She was good at licking balls and at the same time she managed to handjob as well. Suddenly she let go , grabbed her brothers shaft and sucked him till he was bone hard. She made herself comfortable on the floor, removed her panties and guided his hard cock into her gaping cunt. He slowly entered first, not knowing what to expect, but as she was a good fucker, he realized that it’s easy. He screwed her and every now and then she moaned, lifted herself up and made him shudder. At long last he could not hold out longer and she begged him to shoot all his semen into her cunt. He obliged and as I watched I could actually see a man shuddering and moaning and it was only when he withdrew that I realized the few dropslets dripping on her puss hair. She gave him the assurance that she was on birth control and as she fucked with other men quite a bit, precautions she always took.
Unknown to me as I was concentrating on the fuck scene, the guy with the big cock had once again been sucked up by my wife and on turning around I realized his shaft was deep in my wife’s ass again. This time he was pumping in stages and penetrating at time the full eleven inches. She enjoyed it to such an extent that she just lay lame to be ass fucked. My wife’s sister could not believe it as she wasn’t really fucked in the ass, although she had some mild penetrations Escort Avcılar before. The guy volunteered so she obliged, and turning around he proceeded to insert his cock into her ass. As her ass was not too big, he asked her to relax and using some olive oil rubbed it in and once again set her up, but this time, he wasn’t gentle. He pushed with such force that she initially screamed and then just relaxed and screamed for more as it was something very much different to what she had previous. He fucked her and strangely she started an orgasm, of which he withdrew and pushed his cock into her mouth. He shot and she gulped, not letting any drops go and when finally finished, pushed his cock into my wife’s mouth for a final clean up.
After a while we all decided that lets just fuck any how before we call it a day. I remember my wife getting fucked by her brother, the black Guy fucking my wife’s sister and my wife getting her puss fucked by the black guy. I fucked my wife’s sister, shooting a load of semen into her cunt, before retracing and pushing my cock into her mouth to suck clean. My wife’s brother got sucked again by my wife, but this time he shot his sperm onto her face, which her sister licked off. The black guy got the two girls to lick and suck his cock simultaneously and shot his massive load over their faces. All in all it was a great orgy and a terrific experience and everybody just loved.
With this kinky orgy taking place, my wife’s brothers wife walked in and she was totally disgusted, but when she saw a eleven inch black cock, her mind just went out of control. She instantly grabbed hold of it and within a few minute’s sucked him up staring at this huge monster. She slipped off her panties, opened her legs wide and invited the guy over to fuck her. As she was a bit plump, her puss was much bigger so the fuck was really an experience for her. Unknown to anyone she turned around, lay flat on her stomach and opened up her extended asshole. The guy pushed all eleven inches into her ass and she enjoyed every bit of it. He fucked her mercilessly until he was about to ejaculate. As usual he turned around , brought her face up to his cock and shot , once again a heavy load into her mouth, face and hair….my wife and her sister just gobbled up whatever semen there was left so satisfy their needs.
As the time dragged on every woman had now been either ass fucked, puss fucked or mouth fucked. Gradually I pushed my hand into my wifes brothers wifes cunt and without a wink she just opened up. I fucked her so hard that she actually screamed and suddenly she turned around and guided my cock into her ass. I fucked her ass a good few minutes, before pulling back and sticking my cock into her mouth. I shot my sperm and she swallowed all of it . In the meanwhile the guy with the eleven inch was in my wifes mouth again and when he shot, the semen was too much for her and she just came all out raining with sperm.
Kinky sex is fun and soon we are planning something else…..

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Menage a Trois

She was married with a two year old child and as far as I know, is still married to this day with two grown up children. Whilst over a period of five years of our friendship we were carnally acquainted none was more bizarre than the circumstances of our first sexual encounter.

Allow me to introduce the characters of this story. Jean Marie (JM) Renard was French, he lived and worked in what, at the time, was West Berlin. Dominique Lagrange was French, she too lived and worked in the same city. Likewise Dominque Lagrange, her husband, was French, he lived and worked in West Berlin. Finally came myself the author, Christopher Cross, who was British and spoke French. Although I lived in London, I worked so frequently in West Berlin that I part shared the rental of a flat on the Stephenstrasse belonging to Jean Marie in the Moabit area of the former German Capital.

The confusion caused by married persons in the same household required the use of special vocabulary in French. As I have said Dominque “lui” was married to Dominique “elle”. Dominique “lui” was engaged in the enciphering and deciphering of codes on behalf of the French authorities in the divided city. He talked little about his work although it clearly had a high security classification. Dominique “elle” worked part time in the Biblioteque Francais at the Economat, an establishment designated for the sale of produce to the French occupying forces. The Lagrange family lived close by in the Cite Joffre, a dedicated area of military and civilian personnel close to the airport at Berlin Tegel.

Strangely enough the link between the Lagrange family and Jean Marie came about as a consequence Şirinevler Escort of the author, a wandering Englishman who was only an occasional resident. It just so happened that because of my work for the occupying allies, the Economat accepted my credentials as part of the occupying forces. For many years it had been possible to report to the Economat and buy all sorts of lovely French produce, wine and electronic goods at vastly reduced prices. As a consequence, it was not too long that after moving into Stephanstrasse Jean Marie began accompanying me to do some shopping.

At some point Jean Marie must have wandered into the Economat library where his eyes first fell on Dominque elle. The latter was small with short dark hair very French in her looks and superficially rather prim and proper. I only remember meeting Dominique “elle” on one occasion before the sequence of events I am about to relate. I remember being introduced by Jean Marie in the library on the occasion of a shopping spree. Some time later, not realising that the two of them were already having an affair, I was being driven by JM to Tegel, en route to London. In the vehicle I casually remarked to him how much I rather fancied her. There now took place a degree of misunderstanding since, whilst what I said was the truth, it was intended rhetorically. Not realising the significance of what I had said, Jean Marie proposed to let Dominique “elle” aware of my sentiments.

I did not return to Berlin for a couple of weeks. When I arrived in the flat, it had an air of recognition with regard to the placement of certain kitchen equipment which suggested that Jean Marie had not been home Escort Şirinevler for several days. This was not a total surprise since JM’s philanderings were legendary. Eventually we met at some point when he perchance remarked that he had spoken to Dominique “elle” and that she was in accord with “the idea.” What I had not still realised at this stage was that Dominique and Jean Marie’s sexual proclivity was such that a menage a trois was in the offing.

It was, therefore, shortly afterwards that the two of us presented ourselves in the Cite Joffre for an evening chez Dominique “elle”. If the reader is wondering about the whereabouts of Dominique “lui” the answer is that latter was on a course in Paris.

In typical French fashion, following the bedtime of her son, the consummate boat was pushed out as wine flowed and a series of courses were duly presented by the excellent cuisine of the host. As the night wore on we relaxed into listening to a few records and a little dancing. Eventually, the penny dropped, as I found myself on my own as JM and Dominique disappeared into to bedroom. After only a short while however, Jean Marie appeared at the lounge door and indicated to me to join them in bed.

I got undressed and sneaked in between the sheets lying to Dominique’s left side. The lights had been turned low and before too long, my ears perceived a combination of moving springs and moans indication that copulation was taking place. As the apogee approached there was a gasp of male clamour as the creature to my right was inseminated by what I knew to be a particularly large male organ. This was my cue to start. I therefore rolled across, penis Şirinevler Escort Bayan rigidly stood to attention, in order to make the French connection. Although I had been aware that the previous occupant was gifted with a particularly powerful thrust, I was unprepared for the abdominal power of the device which I now found gripped around my cock. Yes, not only was Dominique a most capable woman when it came to food, she evidently obtained took the same pride in the osmosis effect of the apparatus between her thighs to ensure that every guest felt at home. A premature ejaculation would not be appropriate in the circumstances.

Nevertheless, there was no way I was going to be able to compete with such sexual prowess. I decided to adopt the philosophy that, since rape was inevitable, I might as well enjoy it. Thus it was that I succumbed to power of Napoleonic might. Right on cue as I fell back from dominating Dominique, the victory celebrations began. It was as if the sound of The Marseilles had burst into life causing JM’s enormous cock to come back to life for, once again, it thrust itself forward in an orgasm of festivity. Totally unfazed, Dominique took him on board and within a short space of time, the score was love 40. As my own recovery processes were unable to keep pace, the two proud males were forced into conceding game set and match to the lovely bitch now whose vagina had just been filled with three inseminations of fresh hot semen.

I had sexual intercourse with Dominique on a number of further occasions following this affair not least once in the back office in the library. Indeed I recall on that occasion her yelling “Parle en Anglais” as she got totally out of control prior to an intense orgasm. Her abdominal grip and timing have made her “en haut du” list of the best fucks I of my life None, however, was better than that single occasion when she ran riot in bed in that menage a trois.

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“Logan, what I said, I do mean it. I love you and want to marry you.”

Logan smiled but soon sensed she was about to put a damper on his heightened mood based on her tone so he quickly searched for a distraction. Looking around the field of tall grasses he spotted a patch of wildflowers. Seeing she was about to speak he said.

“Wait here and close your eyes.”

“Logan where are you going?” Seeing him jump to his feet she did as he bid her to do, peeking once his shadow had left her. She wanted to watch his tight buns while he walked. They had yet to dress after the lovemaking they had done in the pond an hour ago. The summer sun was drying their skin and just laying there was a wonderful way to spend the afternoon. She had promised to marry him; and she would. She did mean it. She loved Logan with all her heart. But she also had ambitions. She knew that if Logan had his way, they’d be married tomorrow. She couldn’t let that happen. Certainly he would see that she had to return to school. She had one more year and then she could take the bar exam. Her dream was to be a lawyer. Then she could come back home, find a job in the city and commute. Just one more year. Certainly they could have a long engagement and its not impossible for couples to have a long distance relationship when she had to go back to college. Seeing him make his way back to her, she gave him the brightest smile she could. He had a beautiful arrangement of wildflowers. There were pinks, and blues, and bright yellows. She took them in her hand and inhaled the light summer scents.

“Thank you Logan. They are beautiful.”

“Not as beautiful as you.” He purred in a low husky voice.

“Logan, I…”

“Shhh.. We can talk later. Right now, I have other plans.” he said.

He knelt to her then. Crushing the grass around them releasing a heavy earthy scent. Putting his hand in her hair he lifted her mouth to his. Kissing lightly. Tasting her sweet mouth; he took his time. Lightly touching her soft lips. Teasing them to give him more. She tasted like sweet honey. With one hand in her soft hair, he moved his other to cup her breast, bringing it to his mouth to suckle. She arched her back pushing her chest into him even farther, silently asking for more. He took his time. Worshiping every inch of her body as he explored every contour.

* * * * * *

Callista arched her back as Logan ignited flames in her body. She parted her legs, silently inviting more. She kissed his neck, sending shivers through him as he slightly rose above Yeşilköy Escort her and entered with one gentle motion. They rocked slowly, taking their time to feel every slow torturous stroke of his cock. Raising his upper body higher, he played with her clit sending more shock waves through her as he continued his leisurely pace. As he gradually increased tempo Callista took hold of his wide muscular shoulders, the exquisite pressure of her release increased. With a few quick strokes he had her over the edge as she screamed her pleasure; digging her nails in his shoulders as her body shuddered.

* * * * * *

Logan gazed at his beautiful fiancé’ as he sent her over the edge. He loved to watch her expression. Her cheeks colored a rosy hue and she gave a cry of release that pleased him even more as he continued his stride. The flowers he picked surrounded her body, mixing with the background of grass and lovely golden hair.

Logan rolled to the ground beside her, bringing her body alongside his as he re-entered her. He caressed her breast and rapidly increased his pace, seeking is own release. Callista soon began to whimper her pleasure as another smaller release rocked her body. He felt her walls contract and he was sent over the edge of control. He whispered Calli in her ear as his seed spilled into her. He pulled her to him and intertwined their limbs, trying not to think of the future. Now was a time to just feel and to love. Tomorrow they could think and plan.

* * * * *

“Well Mamma I just do not know what to do.” Callista bit her lower lip and watched her mother lay out plates for their evening meal. She had told her mother about Logan’s proposal, but letting her father in on her news was going to take a bit of planning. Not that she thought he’d be all that mad. Hell he’d probably be ecstatic. But she knew her father, and he’d side with Logan. Daddy thought all woman should stay home, raise babies, and let the men do the working. He had no appreciation for her ambitions or women’s liberation. So she knew to tread carefully. If he knew of this mornings exploits with Logan he’d also insist on the wedding soon. To him, sex equaled babies and babies were after marriage. Not that she was worried about babies. Which reminded her to take her birth control pill.

“Have you thought about taking a break from College honey?” her mother said.

“Why would I do that? Momma you know as well as I that if I quit I’d likely never go back. No, I absolutely refuse to change my plans. Logan Escort Yeşilköy will just have to wait if he wants to marry me. He’s waited this long, I can’t see why he cannot wait another year.”

“Well, your right he probably can wait. But that man has been waiting for a long time to put a ring on your finger. God only knows if he has the stamina to wait much longer.”

Blushing Callista said, “Oh trust me Momma, stamina is not what he lacks. Patience however, is another story.”

“When do you have to go back?

“In about 3 weeks. I figure I can avoid the issue till then. When he sees that I am not willing to compromise on this issue, he will have to cope. If he does love me, don’t you think he will accept this?”

“I do hope so darling, but men will be men, and their about as unpredictable as any barnyard beast you care to tame.” With a chuckle, she gave a silent prayer that her daughter was making all the right choices.

The front door slammed hard, and in walked her father and Logan. After Logan and Callista had walked back to the house from their morning adventures Logan said he needed to work on his house. From the looks of things it seemed her father had helped. They were both disheveled. Daddy had sawdust in his hair and a small rip in his shirt. Logan was looking only slightly better, but with a sheen of sweat showing just above his collar bone. Logan ran his hands though his hair making him look even more delectable.

With an air of regal authority her mother said, “Stop right there the both of you. Now dinner will be ready in 30 minutes but I won’t have you coming through my house looking like that. What you two thought walking in this house with sawdust and dirt on you I’ll never understand. March in there and clean up. I won’t have you getting dirt in my rug.” Pointing a finger at Logan, “Take your shoes off young man, was you born in a barn?!”

Giggling from her mothers scolding tone she gave Logan a sympathetic smile while he walked to the outside porch, removed his shoes and came back in to head straight for the bathroom. Her father, being use to his wife’s tantrums, ignored her cries of protest and instead walked up and kissed her lightly. Then he went toward his bedroom and the spare bathroom the couple shared.

****

30 minutes later

Callista sat silently as her father spoke about the diner and the challenges he was facing with suppliers. He was angry about the rising prices in goods and the workers needing raises. He had put them off Yeşilköy Escort Bayan for far too long and some help was threatening to leave. And now, a new restaurant was moving in a block down.

“Callista within five years our business may not be able to survive. I swear we are being pushed out. it’s a shame to. We’ve done so well.”

“Daddy I’m sure you will find a way to make things run. You just have to have faith.”

“Bah, faith doesn’t pay the mortgage. You get that degree young lady. When you’re a lawyer I plan to be able to retire in comfort. And you can send us to the Bahamas.”

Logan had been silent, watching this exchange. But he felt putting so much pressure on Callista was not fair.

“Sir, don’t you have a retirement plan? You’ve done well over the years. I’m sure it could have been managed.” Logan said.

“Yes we did have a substantial savings. As I said, the diner has faced some challenges of late. I’ve had our suppliers sending us rotten food a time or two. It couldn’t be used and after too many times of them sending us bad food I switched suppliers. But they require higher premiums and we had to dip into our savings a bit to cover the costs.”

Logan frowned, studying the older man he said, “What caused the old supplier to send rotten food? Did you get your money back?”

“That’s the thing, they insist the food was just fine and refused to give a refund. They said they’d take the food back and give a credit on the account but that doesn’t help me if they continue to send bad merchandise. Which is why we decided to take the loss and go to another supplier.”

“Has the company been taken over by another or something? They were reliable before weren’t they? I wonder why the sudden change.”

“Don’t know, but I did hear the owner died and his nephew took over the company. Perhaps that is it. Whatever the reason it doesn’t matter. Were still never doing business with them again.”

“Daddy have you done a financial outline including this new suppliers higher fee’s? I know most of my schooling is paid for by scholarship but do we have to cut back on anything to keep the diner going?”

“Don’t worry girl, everything is all right. We’ll make do without too much trouble. It was just the initial cost of starting business with the new supplier that cut into our savings. We’ll recoup our losses in time as long as that new diner doesn’t drive us out. In the meantime you just worry about your grades, I wasn’t kidding when I said I wanted to retire to the Bahamas.

Everyone laughed, but secretly Callista worried. She knew her father was protecting her from the truth. But how much worse was the truth? He wouldn’t tell her everything. He wouldn’t even tell his wife everything. Perhaps he’d tell Logan though. She silently vowed to find out.

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In a penthouse apartment in northern Virginia, the statuesque brunette Danielle Charante had finished a light meal and a glass of Sancerre. She strode into her bedroom barefooted and unzipped her dark green sleeveless dress, shimmying her lithe and toned 5’10” frame out of it. She stood in front of her full-length mirror wearing only her straining black Cosabella bra and matching g-string. She admired her body as she flicked the rear clasp and unleashed her breasts, the large pink nipples protruding a good half inch from her silver-dollar-sized areolae. Just as she was about to slide her g-string off and draw a bath, her phone rang – the telltale sound of an incoming Facetime request.

The caller ID indicated her boss, Manuel Bienfait. She was slightly surprised he was calling as it was past midnight in London where he was traveling on business. She picked up the phone and answered it, only allowing her face to show. They began conversing in French.

“Monsieur Bienfait – what a surprise! It is late in London – how was your day?”

She could see his face – a square jaw with dark five o’clock shadow, his dark brown eyes, his Roman nose with slightly flared nostrils, and his short cropped hair slightly askew. It appeared he was in a hotel room, his head on a pillow.

“It was excellent, Danielle. I came to an agreement with that sheik, and we’ve been celebrating – Farah, Sonja, and I.”

Danielle smirked. Farah, a 24-year-old former Miss Beirut, and Sonja, a 25-year-old Serbian from Belgrade, were both assistants in the London office. She heard some girlish giggles in the background.

“Sounds like you are still celebrating, Monsieur Bonfait?”

“Yes, as a matter of fact we really have just begun, Danielle, and we wanted you to join in the fun!” Manuel held up the phone to the label of Dom Perignon and then to three glasses of bubbly on the nightstand, all half drunk, two with smeared red and pink frosted lipstick on the rim. “I hope you don’t mind,” he laughed.

“Hold on a moment – the girls wanted to say hi.” His finger approached the lens and suddenly a new image appeared on Danielle’s phone – reversed, looking from the back of his phone.

“Hiii Danielllle!!” Both women greeted her in unison and waved into the camera with a free hand, their covergirl faces both framing Manuel’s enormous erection, and each with their fingers wrapped around the shaft as much as they could muster. No matter how many times Danielle had laid eyes on it, his cock always took her breath away – 9 veiny inches of uncut manhood, almost as thick as a beer can.

Danielle looked first at Farah, on the left, her perfect olive skin, smiling almond-shaped green eyes, and full lips matching her red-lacquered nails, her glossy black hair trailing down her long slender back. She then looked at Sonja, a Slavic beauty queen with high cheekbones and ice-blue eyes, the white tips of her French-manicured slender fingers matching the frosty look of her long tresses and a more bitchy-looking mien. Neither woman’s grasp could match the girth of Manuel’s cock, and both hands, one on top of the other, still left several inches exposed.

“Danielle, we had an argument this evening,” said Farah. “We wanted to be in control of this evening’s celebration, and Monsieur Bienfait thought he should dictate how things should transpire.”

“We reached a compromise,” chimed in Sonja. “We all agreed on you controlling the action.”

“Is this true, Monsieur Bienfait?” asked Danielle.

“Yes, it is, Danielle,” replied Manuel. “I was outvoted, but last time I checked, I’m still the boss. So, the only way out of this dispute was to call you.”

“Before we commence with the activities, Monsieur Bienfait, I have one piece of additional good Zeytinburnu Escort news to share,” said Danielle.

“Oh?”

“Our intern, Candace, started work in our Tysons office today. I believe you land in the early afternoon Tuesday – perhaps we can pick you up so you can meet her in person. I feel confident that she will assist us enormously this summer. She could even fit into our longer-term plans, Monsieur. And, I’ll be sending you a video I think you’ll enjoy. Perhaps it will offer some stimulation on an otherwise boring plane trip.”

“Bravo, Danielle,” replied Manuel. “I can’t wait to meet her. Now, please, proceed with your dick-tation.” Danielle could hear Manuel laugh off camera.

Danielle laid back on her bed back against the headboard, holding the camera to her face with one hand and sliding her pink manicured fingers inside her g-string.

“Well, girls, I think the first step is to get that cock well-lubed. Let’s start with Farah’s mouth. Farah, I want you to start on just the head. Sonja, start on his balls.”

“Mmm very nice,” uttered Manuel approvingly. “That’s a good start, girls.”

He and Danielle watched as Farah’s pillowy red lips parted and stretched around the crown of his cockhead – the thickest part of his cock other than the very base of it. Her lips formed a tight seal, which she started to run slowly back and forth over the crown, making a slight, wet fapping sound. She moaned as she pleasured his cock, alternately closing her eyes and then peeking up at him to see if he was duly pleased.

Sonja, meanwhile, dipped her blonde head down and parted her frosted lips to suckle one of his egg-sized testicles. She ran her tongue around the freshly-shaved skin of his scrotum as she fondled his jewel with her hot wet mouth.

“Unnnnggghhh,” uttered Manuel. The sight was so erotic, these two model-hot women, slaves to his manhood, their mouths wet and hot on such sensitive areas.

Danielle, still mesmerized by the scene on the phone, slid her slender fingers further down her panties, over her waxed-bare mound to her pussy lips, teasing out the growing bud of her clitoris. Her middle finger dived into her lips, lubricating sufficiently to allow her fingertip to glide with ease in a circular fashion around her clitoris.

“Dannnnielllle?” said Manuel. “Are we hearing you pleasuring yourself?”

“Why, why no, why ever would you think that?” replied Danielle sassily. Farah and Sonja broke their mouths away from Manuel long enough to giggle.

“Girls, I want mouths on cock and balls. Get back to work,” commanded Danielle. They complied immediately.

Manuel moaned as they resumed their ministrations. “Danielle?”

“Yes?”

“Would Candace react like you are if she could see this right now?”

Danielle was caught off guard for a second. “You mean, the intern?”

“Yes, of course. Candace is her name, no?”

“Yes, that’s her name.”

Danielle paused for a moment. “Yes, I think so. I think if you showed her right now she would be shocked but she couldn’t help but be turned on. A gradual introduction would be more prudent and probably more successful.

“Fine fine. But suppose she were here in this room, Danielle?”

“Yes?”

“Would she do a striptease for me like Farah and Sonja did? You know what they did for me tonight, Danielle?”

“Mmm no, tell me, please.”

“They looked so hot tonight, Danielle. They stripped me until I was completely naked and pushed me on the bed. Then, they teased me relentlessly, Danielle. They slowly, slowly undressed each other. First, their tight little dresses, so they were just in lingerie and their heels. Then they took off each other’s bras. Their tits are so beautiful Zeytinburnu Escort – not as big as yours, Danielle, but still quite well formed. And their asses in those little panties. Oh fuck. Each removed the other’s panties with their teeth Danielle. And then, they took turns bending over while the other ate them out from behind, Danielle.”

“I missed…mmm…quite…uhhh…a show it seems,” said Danielle, trying to hold herself together.

“You did, Danielle. Do you think Candace would have liked doing that?”

“Yesssss,” replied Danielle. “She would have loved stripping you down and then teasing you with her buxom little 18-year-old body. I am confident she would have gladly dined on either Farah or Sonja’s pussy. She is so ripe for you, Monsieur. Such a wholesome looking American girl – her body screams sex.”

“Farah’s sucking my cock right now, Danielle.”

“Imagine that’s Candace’s mouth doing that to you, Monsieur.”

“Ohhhhh. Sonja’s suckling my balls, Danielle. I want Candace to do that, Danielle.”

Now Danielle felt her arousal go to the next level. “Nggh.”

“Danielle I want you to tell them to do everything you want Candace to do to me,” said Manuel.

“Farah, I want you to suck on his cock – go deeper. Gag yourself,” ordered Danielle.

Farah’s lips stretched around the crown again and this time inched lower toward the base of Manuel’s cock. With three inches left, Farah gagged.

“Good girl, you can take more,” said Manuel.

“Sonja,” ordered Danielle, “help her – hold her head.” Sonja broke free of Manuel’s balls and grasped Farah’s head, guiding her mouth back to the prodigious cock and forcing her deeper. She gagged again, this time with Sonja not letting her up, but forcing her down further. Farah started to struggle, then Sonja relented. Farah gasped for breath.

“Candace can go deeper,” said Manuel. “You’ll see.”

Farah’s almond-shaped green eyes watered, and her dark eye makeup started to run slightly. Her long eyelashes fluttered. “I need to get in a different position, then you can get all the way in,” she said.

Farah laid on her back with her head hanging over the side of the bed, her long tresses brushing the carpet. Manuel sprang from the bed and moved so his heavy cock stood proudly over her face. Sonja squatted next to him, to help guide his cock into Farah’s mouth. Slowly, his enormous cock penetrated first her mouth, and then her gullet. Sonja massaged his cock’s bulge in Farah’s throat, and he chortled from the pleasure it brought him.

“Fuck her throat, boss,” moaned Danielle, and her floodgates to orgasm opened. Manuel pulled all the way out, multiple strands of saliva still connecting his shaft with her red pillowy lips, panting and begging for cock. He plunged back in, this time fully embedding all nine inches in her orifice. Sonja reached between his legs and massaged his ballsack as she reached forward and did the same to Farah’s needy pussy.

Manuel began a steady rhythm, picking up steam as he fucked Farah’s mouth as hard and deep as he would a pussy.

“Danielle, when I get back I want to fuck your tits like I’m fucking Farah’s mouth,” uttered Manuel.

“My tits are all yours, boss.” Danielle assured him. “But I think you’ll really want to try Candace’s if she’ll let you. Sonja, time to give Monsieur his special treatment.”

Manuel stopped thrusting. “Already? I have a while to go still.”

“I want Farah to be able to talk in the future. You may be doing permanent damage to her vocal chords if you don’t cum soon.”

Sonja smiled slyly. She knew exactly what Danielle meant. If there was one thing that turned Monsieur Bienfait more than a leggy young girl in heels or Escort Zeytinburnu pretty face gagging on a cock, it was a pretty model getting down and dirty – by rimming him.

Sonja knelt behind Manuel and leaned in, sweeping her long blonde tresses over her shoulder, kissing his gluteus and caressing it while still fondling his ballsack. She then ran two long french manicured fingers up and down his asscrack and then teased his asshole. He started a guttural moan again. She then parted his ass cheeks with both hands, fingers spreading them wide, and leaned in to rim him with her perfect pink tongue. It took only a minute for Manuel to reach his peak, with his enormous cock embedded in Farah’s throat and Sonja’s tongue embedded in his ass.

“Oh fuck you slut you’re going to make me cum way too quick. Get on your knees, you whores!”

Both girls abandoned their posts and knelt together submissively in front of Manuel, his purple headed cock distended, the veins ready to pop. “Stroke it!” he commanded.

Both reached for his cock and began frantically stroking his cock, keeping it aimed at Farah’s face. The first blast ripped across the olive skin of her face, leaving a trail over her black hair. The second followed suit, tracing across her right eye and again over her hair.

The third blast she took straight in the face, and much of it rebounded off and landed on her heaving c-cup tits. The girls then aimed it at Sonja, who took two equally huge loads over her nose and on her tongue, again much dripping onto her b-cup pink-tipped tits. A normal man might be close to done, but Manuel was only half done – at least six more blasts to go, he unloaded two more on Sonja’s face leaving her coated, and then aimed again at Farah with the last four, leaving her face frosted.

Danielle laughed at the absurdly huge cumshot. “Clean each other up, girls; I don’t want a drop wasted.” Farah started to scoop up cum with her fingers, but Sonja went right in for the kill, slurping it off of Farah with her mouth – first her tits, then her neck, and finally her face. The two girls then engaged in a cummy make-out session, while Manuel just gazed on them lustily, his cock still hard and dripping.

“Shit – I have a plane to catch in five hours,” said Manuel. “Danielle, pick me up at Dulles tomorrow afternoon about 3. Bring the intern if you can. I promise I will be a perfect gentleman – for now.”

“Please,” said Danielle. “Good night, my dears.” The Facetime session ended.

Danielle fell asleep, nude, on top of her covers, and began to experience a vivid dream.

In her dream, Danielle found herself in some sort of dungeon, dressed like a dominatrix, wearing a leather bustier and fishnets with holdups and high-heeled booties, holes cut out for her breasts.

Monsieur Bienfait was there, dressed in a tailored business suit, looking dashingly handsome as ever, nonchalantly sitting in a lounge chair, reading a paper.

Then Candace entered her dream, her long blonde locks tied in braided pigtails, dressed as a fetish school girl – very tight but midriff-baring button down, almost transparent shirt, navy cardigan, very short pleated grey uniform skirt, frilly ankle socks and Mary Jane shoes, but with 6-inch heels and a one-inch platform.

In her dream, Danielle began to tell Candace to start slowly stripping off her clothes for Monsieur Bienfait. Candace feigned reluctance, and Danielle struck her firm teen ass with a riding crop. She shed a single tear and began to remove the cardigan,slowly – reluctantly, but yet seductively. As her striptease began to progress, the erotic sight became too much for Danielle, and she began to masturbate. Monsieur Bienfait looked at Danielle, shocked. “She is MINE!” he yelled.

Danielle awoke with a start. She felt as though she had wet her bed, but then realized she had just orgasmed in her dream.

She looked at the clock on her nightstand. Two more hours to her normal alarm. Two more hours to the start of a day – that promised even more than the last.

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Two people were going on a camping trip. As they excitedly packed the car and the boat, the girl ran inside to make a quick phone call. They were almost all ready to go. The girl, Lauren called Ryan inside, up to their bedroom. She told him before they hit the road for the long 4 hour drive to northern Wisconsin she wanted a little something. So she took off her pants and underwear and tank top, then grabbed Ryan and pulled off his belt then undid his jeans. She could already feel him growing hard as she pulled off his underwear and jeans. while she was doing that he pulled off his shirt. Ryan grabbed Lauren and kissed her, whispering in her ear, “we gotta make this fast.” They were both totally ready to go and Ryan reached down to Lauren’s clit and started to rub it, and stuck a few fingers in her to see how ready she really was. Lauren sucked on Ryan’s earlobe as he massaged her breasts and slid inside of her. Ryan was ready to cum not long after sliding inside Lauren. But they changed positions so they were sitting up facing each other and he rubbed her clit as she reached below them and massaged his balls. That was all it took and Ryan exploded inside of her. This sure was a quickie but they needed to get on the road. Lauren slid off him and they got dressed and jumped in the car for the drive up north.

Ryan didn’t know exactly the plans of the weekend Yeşilyurt Escort except that they were camping on an island. 4 hours and a hand job later, they arrived at a dock where they would put there boat in to go over to the island. Grabbing everything to put into the boat that wasn’t already in they loaded it into the water, parked the car and headed to the island.

At the island the two started the fire and started to make dinner as it was getting late. They had a nice quick dinner, and watched the sunset from their private island campsite. After dinner they were going to climb up the hill on the center of the island and sleep, even though they had a tent.

Lauren and Ryan climbed to the top, armed with a tarp and their sleeping bag, they wouldn’t need anything else. As it was an abnormally warm Wisconsin summer with few mosquitoes it was perfect. They laid down the tarp and the sleeping bag, took off their clothes and walked around. It was soo wonderful to be able to be naked out in the open. Both got tired and a little cold, so they crawled into the sleeping bag, laid back and watched the stars.

Lauren rolled onto her side, looking at Ryan, while her hands brushed across his stomach and down to his penis. She stroked it, and as she did she felt herself grow wet. Ryan moaned as she stroked him. She lightly scratched Yeşilyurt Escort Bayan the inside of his thighs and around his cock with her nails, as she did this he kissed her hard, she could feel how much he wanted her. He rolled over on to his side so they were facing each other. Lauren wrapped her leg around him and he started to finger her. That didn’t last long as she was stroking him, and he was quite wet, and not from her. She also was pretty wet. He massaged her clit till she was really close. Then Ryan slid inside her. She said to him she’d always dream of making love under the stars with him. He went in and out of her, they both felt soo good to one another neither wanted to change positions or move. Lauren climbed on top of Ryan and rode him, he grabbed her breasts and sucked on them and played with them.

Lauren leaned down to kiss Ryan, then sat back up, she moved in such a way that he really liked, she could tell he was really really close, and she kept on doing what she was doing, but while she did that she rubbed her clit she wanted to cum at the same time as him. Unfortunately she was too slow. He grabbed her and pulled her close as he came in her. He came soo hard that he couldn’t move, Ryan just held her close for a few minutes until he could move again, they were both very sweaty, but sweet sweat. She Escort Yeşilyurt rolled off him, and as she did she noticed by the moonlight he was still hard. Lauren unzipped the sleeping bag some more and slid down to his still hard cock, She began to lick off their combined juices. Ryan moaned and moved so he could lick her at the same time. He loved the way they tasted together. Ryan licked and sucked on Lauren’s clit, getting her all hot and dripping even more. He could feel her getting close, and she was getting him pretty close. The way she licked and sucked him and played with his balls really turned him on. Ryan continued and they both came at the same time.

Lauren slid up and kissed Ryan. They both laid back relaxed and happy as they fell asleep watching the stars.

In the middle of the night, Ryan woke up because he thought he heard something in the forest. He must have been imagining it but he wrapped his arms tighter around Lauren and drifted back to sleep. Later he woke up from an amazing dream horny as can be, to find Lauren awake stroking him. She had one had on his cock and the other rubbing herself. They went for a second round that night as the sun began to rise in the sky. After that they fell back to sleep for a few hours. Waking up starving they decided to head back to camp to make breakfast and have a morning swim. They folded up the tarp and sleeping bag, grabbed their clothes, but didn’t put them on, but DID put on their tennis shoes and headed back to camp. On the way down, they both really appreciated their nakedness. By the time they got back they were both ready for a nice skinny dip together then breakfast.

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Next day Kay slept late. When she awoke she still felt horny from the night before. She thought about them all but especially about Donny getting her to talk dirty about Brad’s cock. Even the thought of the word turned her on. She squeezed her legs together and rolled from side to side on her bed.

“Cock. Cock. Cock.” Each time she said it out loud, it sent a thrill through her body. “Cock cock cock cock…..”

Kay’s father gently knocked then popped his head through the door.

“Are you alright?” He looked at Kay in her pink checked pyjama’s, on top of her bed quizzically. The PJ’s had short pants and he coughed politely seeing her long legs exposed. “You sounded like you were choking.”

Kay stopped rolling instantly blushed and said.

“No I’m fine really I was just .. er .. humming a tune.”

She was flustered.

“Hmmm I see! Tune? Sounded more like a rotor-blade on a helicopter; obviously not a classical piece.”

He popped his head back and closed the door.

Kay covered her mouth with the pillow and laughed at the ridiculous situation. She loved her father very much but realised he was so straight-laced and found it difficult as she’d grown up to watch her mature into a young woman. The idea of her being sexually active would have probably given him a heart attack. She was so sorry but he had to get over it. She had to grow up.

Knowing he was around put paid to any thought of sexual arousal so she rolled over and fell back to sleep.

++++++

Donny Kay and Matt were in the cabin on Saturday night it was about 8:30. Matt had given Kay assurances that his dad had not heard them in the cabin the previous night, so she had agreed to come round. She wouldn’t have been able to look him in the eye if he had heard them all.

Kay approached the futon. She was fully clothed, wearing a white knitted top with a large collar and sleeves to her elbows. It opened at the front by a series of silver press stud poppers to her midriff; some were open at the top offering a teasing glimpse of her cleavage. She also wore a pair of beige shorts, white knee length socks and white trainers. Long silver earrings completed the picture of loveliness.

“Come on Kay try it.” Donny pleaded.

Her hand was holding his erect penis as she sat next to him his hands pressed on the futon. She looked into his face undecided. She had been kissing both Donny and Matt and they had been fondling her, when suddenly he came up with this suggestion. Donny stared at her.

“You tasted it last night.” He placed his head on one side. “It was ok wasn’t it?”

“Oh God Donny!” She hung her head in her hands. She lifted her head and was blushing. “Donny you’re terrible!”

“What’s wrong?” He looked from Kay to Matt and back again his arms open. “Well it’s true.”

“Yes but ..” She looked at him. “I’ve never done anything like that.”

Kay was having real difficulty with this proposition. They had been messing around as normal but Donny wanted to push the boundaries that bit more. He said he’d read about it in one of the magazines Matt had brought from the base. He had then proceeded to read aloud the passage about fellatio with gusto. Kay couldn’t stop herself getting aroused even if she’d wanted to, which she didn’t. As Donny read from the magazine Matt had fondled her breasts and placed his hand under her bra.

After the previous night’s conversation she was left contemplating how open she should be and it appeared Donny was going to test her.

In desperation she found herself saying.

“I’m really not sure I’ll be any good at it.” She felt stupid for saying it. It was like leaving the gate wide open for him and she realised it was tantamount to saying yes. Donny didn’t miss the unintentional opportunity offered.

“Hey! I’ll tell you if you’re any good.” Donny replied enthusiastically. “I think you’ll be great once you’ve practiced a bit.”

He turned to Matt looking for support. Matt knew if Donny got her to do it to him there was every chance he’d get the same un-missable opportunity with Kay.

“Of course you will.” He rubbed her naked thigh with his hand.

She glanced at him and he felt like a rat, he looked away. Kay knew he was pushing his luck supporting Donny. She felt alone against the two of them.

“Oh I really don’t know.” She said this as she slowly ran her hand up and down her own thighs, deliberating over the decision. “Last night was one thing; what you’re asking for is quite another.”

She shook her head.

It was Matt who intervened ever the diplomat because he felt ashamed of succumbing to his own lust.

“You should only do only what you feel comfortable with.” Donny looked annoyed at him but he continued. “You could try it and see if it’s for you. It’s not like we don’t trust each other.”

She looked at Matt. She smiled but it didn’t have her usual warmth. She felt a little let down by him and wondered if it was because things were changing between them. Last night he had said sweet loving things to her but she had wanted lust and passion … and then there was his dad….

“Just Sultangazi Escort try it.” Donny interrupted her thoughts. “Please! See if you enjoy it.”

She looked at him, sceptically.

“See if who’ll enjoy it?”

He laughed his hands held out in front of him then looked at Matt who shrugged his shoulders.

She sighed heavily with resignation. She took hold of Donny’s thick cock and began running her hand up and down its length. His shorts where round his ankles and she looked at his hairy thighs, testicles and stomach. The purple head appeared and disappeared as her hand worked him and there was the familiar white foam lubricating it. She breathed in his musky odour which rose to her nostrils as she continued her tender ministrations and found it pleasant and arousing. There was a tense silence. The only sound they heard was their own pulses pounding in their ears.

Finally her head went down to him.

She tentatively touched the underside of the head with her tongue. She could taste the slight saltiness from his semen as she had tasted it the previous night. She liked the feel of the warm tender skin on her tongue and was aroused by the shape as her lips nibbled on the tender meat. She opened her mouth and covered it. Her teeth accidentally scraped the head’s rim lightly, causing Donny to jump, as it tickled him. She tasted it, her tongue sliding over the end, it twitched, she drew back and they all laughed nervously.

She resumed but this time her hand gently held the base of his prick, keeping it steady. As she made herself familiar with the shape and noticed his appreciative sounds she sucked drawing the length into her mouth. She was surprised at how extraordinarily wet she was between her legs. She could hear Donny groaning and from the corner of her eye could see Matt masturbating as he looked on intently.

She continued stroking him moving her soft lips over the end as if kissing it. She snorted through her nose as she sucked on the head; again the salty taste. She mewled as she heard Donny groan and squirm. He was trying to push into her throat, which caused her to gag and withdraw. She coughed and wretched turning her head away.

He apologised and she returned to sucking him but this time holding tightly the base of his penis. Matt was jerking himself off watching in fascination and desire, the pornographic show. As it continued she found she could fit more into her mouth, though she did gag slightly a couple of times as he bucked involuntarily into her throat. Eventually she was controlling the depth of entry with her tongue and hand.

Donny was groaning and trying to suppress the volume of noise he was making.

“Oh yay! This is great.” He let out a loud groan. “Oh Kay oh suck on me, deeper, deeper, more, more.”

She was unsure what to expect, except that she knew he would cum at some point. She was enjoying the feeling of controlling his pleasure and it was having the desired affect on herself. Though neither of the boys were assisting her the pleasure she was experiencing came wholly from hearing Donny’s howls of ecstasy.

By now her head was bobbing up and down the length of his shaft. Donny was urging her on and Matt was watching avidly.

The encouragement spurred her on as she quickened her pace, sucking him deeper until she felt his cock stiffen and twitch as his balls seemed to shrivel. There was a slight puff and splash as he ejaculated. Her tongue caught the salty taste and she swallowed it without thinking. She immediately withdrew his cock and quickened her strokes as her hand gripped him. There was a lurch as more of Donny’s white cum exploded into the air and down across her fingers and onto his thigh.

“Oh God! Thank you. That ….” He panted as she still held his erect cock in her hand. ” …that was amazing.”

He lay back on the futon his eyes closed.

The whole experience had made her dripping wet between her legs. The power and pleasure she got from giving pleasure was immense. There was nothing to equal it.

There was a groan from Matt and a wet splash as he came in a tissue he was holding. He began apologising his face red with exertion.

“I’m sorry I’ve just never seen anything like that — in the flesh!”

Kay waved at him telling him not to worry.

“I’ve got to say it was really sexy.” She looked down and cried. “Oh damn!”

At the front of her beige shorts there was a dark stain at the crotch from her sexual arousal. Both boys looked and she thought she could read their filthy thoughts.

“You better take them off.” Donny said. “And dry them.”

Donny brought a fan heater / cooler from the corner as Kay stepped from her shorts. His cock was dangling in front of him with some slime hanging from it. He just didn’t care.

Kay was wearing white almost transparent high sided panties, which she adjusted. Matt could see her pubic hair through the front, which he found immensely arousing. Donny turned on the heater near an open window, so it would blow outside not warming the cabin too much, as it was already Sultangazi Escort Bayan warm inside. He received the shorts from Kay and cheekily smelled the front making a great display of his pleasure much to Kay’s playful anger by gripping his slack cock. They laughed and settled down on the settee and futon.

For some time they just lay and listened to the music. Kay was frustrated because although she had been aroused neither of the boys had considered her needs. They seemed to be lying contented like a pride of lions after devouring the day’s kill. Kay was enjoying the music and gently rocking her legs squeezing little thrills through her body. This carried on in silence for about half an hour in silence but the occasional smile and look between them all.

Kay was the first to speak.

“What now?”

Matt ever caring responded quickly.

“I think it’s only fair that you should have some enjoyment.” He said self-righteously.

Kay smiled.

“That’s fine with me.” She replied. She stretched her legs in front of her. She still wore her trainers and white knee-high socks. Her dark pubic mound was prominent beneath her white nylon panties as she squeezed her thighs together enjoying the effect and a few more poppers from her top came open revealing the curve of her breasts and no bra.

Matt was slowly getting over his masturbating but Donny was already hard.

“Let’s try a different position.”

“Such as?”

He looked around the room. His eyes alighted on the table.

“How about on that?” He pointed towards it.

“It looks a bit uncomfortable.” She said.

“Let’s try.” He said and taking her hand moved to the table.

They stood kissing passionately breathing heavily through their noses. Donny’s stiff cock was against Kay’s thin panties and he took the opportunity to press into her. She opened her legs to feel his tip against her clitoris through the damp man-made material. Her eyes rolled back as she felt the pleasure of his contact against her most sensitive area. Matt lay back on the futon lazily stroking his penis as he watched.

Donny began to whisper to her.

“Do you enjoy sucking my cock?”

She groaned but never replied.

“Would you suck Brad’s?”

An immediate thrill of excitement shot through her body at the mention of Brad’s name. ‘Oh Donny was wicked’ she thought. He knew his dirty talk and depraved mention of sex with Brad turned her on. It titillated her. It was so very naughty. It drove her wild.

“Would you suck anybody’s cock?” He persisted. She was enjoying the game as his cock slid between her legs over the wet and now transparent panties.

She decided to play along with this new game.

“What kind of girl do you take me for?” She said playfully. “Some kind of slut?”

“Would you like to be?” He whispered in her ear as he pushed slightly quicker and firmer. “Would you enjoy getting fucked and sucking guys cocks?”

He’s done it again she thought as her breathing quickened. He seemed to read her dreams and fantasies then take them further than she dared herself and it added to the exquisite sensual pleasure.

“Yes I would.” She whispered breathlessly and groaned. “When I’m like this I’d suck anybody’s cock.”

This reaction caused him to buck into her more rapidly and she fell gently onto the table as he held her. She lay back on the table her hips raised to him so he could position his cock between her labia and slide his fat cock along the slit, rubbing her clitoris through her panties.

His hands fondled her naked breasts beneath her sweater. A fine sweat was covering her body like dew on the morning grass. She gasped and then bent her legs and clamped them around Donny’s body pressing his buttocks into her with her stockinged heels.

“Would you let Brad fuck you?” Gasped Donny, as he pushed into her. She squirmed with a look of concentration on her face. “Would you like his big cock inside you?”

She never answered but groaned until she stopped for a few seconds holding herself up slightly to look down between their bodies. She was full of reckless abandon and for some reason Donny was pushing all the right buttons. She flung her head back with pleasure.

“You’d like anyone to fuck you.” He whispered close to her ear. “You just want to fuck don’t you?”

She then emitted a series of high pitch squeals as her orgasm came upon her. Then she hoarsely whispered her reply leaning in to his ear.

“Yes I do. I do I really REALLY do! Awww!” She came but not before he slid two fingers into her well lubricated hole.

Matt was really starting to feel excluded. He was also feeling like a voyeur. He had just watched some of the best live pornography in his life. His cock was hard as rock and because he had already cum earlier he felt he would last for a while. He decided he must join in. He got up and moved next to Kay and Donny who was still bucking between her legs. Even though in a highly charged state, Kay smiled up at Matt.

Matt began to rub his cock head around her hardened nipples, enjoying Escort Sultangazi the feel as they flicked against his tender end. Kay flashed a glance at him and writhed as she saw him rub his damp end over her body. She was approaching a second orgasm and turned towards Matt. She reached for his cock and brought it to her mouth.

Donny watched in fascination as she licked the tip of Matt’s cock but looked at Donny as if to say ‘is this what you want’. This lasted for several minutes as she ran her tongue up and down his hardened rod. She held him in her mouth for a second or two and then devoured him. Donny pressed between Kay’s legs and on her panties as he watched her lips around Matt’s engorged prick. She whimpered and snorted through her nose, her mouth fully occupied.

Matt stared down, aghast. He had never experienced anything like this before. He felt light-headed as if going to faint. He ran his hand over her hair and fondled her right breast as she held his hips, with both of her hands, her legs wrapped around Donny. Matt could see Donny’s cock-end poking up over her panties to her stomach.

As she sucked deeper and more lustily she would occasionally look up to his face and smile with her eyes. She would also encourage Donny to keep going as she was on the brink of another orgasm. She pulled Matt’s cock from her mouth but only so she could tell Donny she was cumming but then immediately returned to Matt.

Matt’s legs began to shake as he could feel his own orgasm building.

“Oh! Yes Yes!” He cried.

Matt began to discharge into Kay’s mouth, which she swallowed. She withdrew her head while still pumping his shaft the remainder of his cum landing on her cheek and hand. He bent over her jerking into her hand.

“Oh Yes oh Yes!”

At that Donny discharged onto her flat stomach and belly button. They were all heaving and Kay managed to use Donny’s cock to achieve another and noisier orgasm. After that there was silence apart from the heaving of their chests as they recovered.

They lay for several minutes quietly together enjoying the afterglow. Then they were startled by the cabin door banging. They immediately jumped up in horror. They were shocked and after a few moments of disarray hurried to find their discarded clothes, which were dotted about the place. When they had pulled on their clothes they waited but nothing happened.

After a few minutes tidying themselves up and looking at each other in silence Matt went to the door. He looked about but could see nothing, so he pulled it over and ensured it was firmly closed. Once they were in some semblance of dress they sat on the furniture looking at each others guilt-ridden faces. Kay had her head in her hands.

“Who do you think it was?” She said quietly. “And what do you think they saw …. or heard for that matter?”

There was a pregnant pause.

“It was probably just not closed properly.” Donny broke the silence, ever the optimist trying to make light of the situation.

Matt was not so sure but said nothing trying not to make Kay feel any worse. If it was his mother she would have screamed he knew. If it was his father who could tell, he was a soldier after all.

++++++

On the following Wednesday Kay was in the cellar walking back along the tunnel that joined her shop to the butchers shop. The main lights were off. The rather dim energy saving wall mounted lights provided the only light. As she approached the storeroom she heard Iona walking down the cellar steps talking.

“Kay had to go next door to the butchers she’ll let herself back in. She has a key.”

Kay was just about to let Iona know that she had used the cellar to return, when Larn said.

“Perhaps she fancies some of this.” His voice echoed along the tunnel.

Curious, but for some unknown reason, perhaps the tone of his voice Kay dived behind a brick pillar. She waited and then peered round the pillar and caught a glimpse of Larn lewdly holding his manhood in one hand as he walked with Iona. His penis was semi-hard and quite a size Kay noted.

Iona responded angrily.

“Stop it she’s just a kid — leave her alone.”

He put his arm around her shoulders and prodded at her with it, which started Iona laughing.

They entered the brightly lit storeroom passing within a whisker of where Kay was standing but didn’t close the door.

Kay edged towards the store end of the subterranean passage. She passed the storeroom door and could see a single table in the middle with Iona next to it. Iona’s overall was unbuttoned down the front and her white patterned underwear was on display. Larn was near her, unbuckling his broad black leather belt.

Kay was stunned by what she was witnessing but suddenly jumped as she heard a creak from the butcher’s end of the cellar. She immediately hid not knowing whether to inform Iona or not. What could she say? She made certain she was well hidden moving back towards the darker wall area.

From her vantage point she could see both inside the storeroom and to her amazement Mr Goodiner appear in his green and brown tweed suit. He was walking as casually as you like toward the storeroom. Kay just didn’t know what to do. She could see Iona and Larn in an embrace beside the table. Larn had removed his jeans and was as stiff as a board against Iona. Iona was moaning and gasping as he fondled her breasts.

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As you may know by now, I love having my big tits played with by horny men. If a man shows my boobs attentions, especially my sensitive nipples, I become extremely horny and show him my gratitude in very slutty ways.

Men love staring at my body. I am 5’6, light brown complexion, with nice natural 38 C boobs. My tits and ass get a lot of attention, especially when I decide to wear tight, sexy clothes on purpose.

This story is about my lovely experience at a doctor’s clinic when I was 24. I had seen a board of the private clinic of a male gynecologist when travelling in Mumbai. I wondered why a man would decide to get into that specialization. I also noticed that there never seemed to be much rush for his clinic. Being the adventurous woman that I am, I decided to find out what I could about the doctor on the internet, and if he looked good, I planned to get an appointment for a boob examination. I found online that he was in his mid to late thirties, not too bad looking, pretty decent figure. I touched myself a little, wondering what it would feel like to have his hands on my body.

The next day I made an appointment and he answered the office phone himself and took down the appointment details. His voice was deep and nice, and I couldn’t help but touch one of my nipples as I spoke to him.

When he asked the purpose for the appointment, I said “Just a routine breast examination”.

I felt a slight pause on the other end before he said “okay, sure” a little quickly.

That evening I got ready. I was fully waxed and shaved. I wore a nice sheer lace bra which the fabric felt amazing against my hardened nipples. I wore a matching lace panty and on top of that, a tight T-shirt and jeans.

When I arrived at the clinic, there were no other patients, just as I had hoped. My heart was beating very fast. I hadn’t had any action for a couple of months and I was feeling pretty adventurous. Hearing the door open, he came out of his office and I noticed that he couldn’t help but look at my body before quickly meeting my eyes again.

He looked just like in the pictures I found of him online. He was about 5’9, average brown complexion, but in fit shape, and had a nice stubble growing. His hair was combed in a side parting. He told me to please come into his office. It had fogged glass windows facing the waiting room, but across the middle of the room was a curtain behind which the examination bed was, for privacy while examining a patient.

I sat down across from him at his desk and he smiled and asked me what seemed to be the problem.

I said it was nothing particular, just that I had hoped to get a breast examination, which I lied and said I do routinely, but since I moved and was new to the city, I had just decided to get it done at the nearest doctor’s office.

He said alright, he’ll have a look. He asked me to go sit on the examination bed. I did so and he followed me and pulled the curtain closed for privacy. I smiled at him and he smiled back saying first he would just do a general check of the heartbeat.

He took his stethoscope and placed it on my chest above my left boob and asked me to take deep breaths. Then he did it on the other side of my chest above my right boob. Then he placed the stethoscope lower on my chest, just above my left nipple. I kept taking deep breaths but I’m sure my heartbeat had gotten faster. He could also hear the rising heart rate definitely. He slowly moved the stethoscope just above my right nipple and did the same. I was starting to get excited now.

He slowly moved his stethoscope again, this time dragging it slightly on my chest as he did, and placed it directly on my left nipple.

My breath hitched in my throat when I felt the hard plastic against my nipple, especially because of the fabric of the lace grazing against my nipple. I noticed him looking into my eyes for a moment Küçükçekmece Escort and our eyes met.

He slowly and deliberately moved the stethoscope across my chest and placed it on my right nipple. By now, my nipples had started to become hard because of the direct contact.

He was looking down at my chest now. He moved the stethoscope away and said “Your breathing seems to be fine. It rose a little. Are you nervous?”

I shook my head and blinked innocently. I said “no doctor, I trust your examination.”

He smiled and nodded and then told me that for the actual breast examination, he would need me to take my top off.

I said okay, and got off the bed and took off my top without waiting for him to turn or anything. I saw his eyes widen as he took in the shape of my magnificent boobs in the sheer lacy bra. It was see through and my hard nipple were poking through.

He managed to regain his composure just enough to tell me that in order to examine me thoroughly, I needed to take my bra off as well. I smiled and nodded and put my hands behind my back and let the bra pop off my boobs.

I could see him trying very hard to maintain his composure, but a slight bulge in his pants was starting to give him away.

He asked if I would like a vagina examination as well since I was here and I said sure, and pulled my pants off and panty as well.

He couldn’t seem to keep his eyes off my body and told me to sit back on the examination bed so he could start. His hands moved from one boob to the other, rotating the palm of his hands at various parts of my upper breasts, and then doing the same with the pads of his fingers.

Then he moved down lower, around my nipples and did the same. I was watching his face while he was doing it but his attention seemed completely directing at my breasts. I even saw him nervously lick his lips once or twice.

Then he almost hesitated, and placed his thumb on my left nipple and gave it a little swipe. I couldn’t help but close my eyes and open my mouth at the feeling. He noticed no objection and took his other thumb up to my right nipple and swiped it as well. I let out a tiny moan before I could control myself.

Not taking his thumbs off my nipples, he looked up at me and asked “how does this feel?”

I answered, stammering a little because he was now running his thumbs in circles over the hard nubs, making it hard to concentrate on anything other than my building lust, and said “it feels nice.”

He smirked and looked back down at my now hard nipples that he had been teasing with his thumbs, and suddenly lightly held both nubs between his index fingers and thumbs and started rolling them between his fingers. I gasped and let out another moan.

“Your nipples are very sensitive, this is good for the examination” he said, adding “you have very nice breasts. Perfect shape. Beautiful nipples…”

With that, he went back to teasing my breasts and nipples, looking up at my face from time to time to see how his touches were making me react. I was moaning and biting my lip and closing my eyes with every new touch. I looked up into his eyes and gasped as he took the tips of his index fingers and flicked them across my nipples. He was looking back into my eyes as he did this.

“You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?” he asked.

“Yes doctor, this is the best examination I’ve had so far,” I replied, looking into his eyes.

While this was going on, he had started rubbing his hard on against my knees that were in front of him. He was clearly enjoying himself.

Then he said “there is one more technique I have to use in order to give a thorough examination… You must sit still and let me do this, okay?” he asked assertively.

I nodded, biting my lip. He smiled and lowered his face till his nose was almost touching my left nipple. He rubbed Küçükçekmece Escort Bayan the tip of his nose against it, and then stuck out his tongue and took a slow and deliberate lick across my nub.

I gasped. I was in heaven. His eyes looked up at me as he started flicking his tongue across my nipple, then placing his lips on the hard nub and pulling gently on it, sucking on my nipple.

I moaned with lust. Before I could help myself, I pressed his bent head closer to my breast, as if to help feed it to him. He closed his eyes and began suckling like a child, while his other hand went up to my other breast, flicking my other nipple with his thumb.

I squealed. I couldn’t help myself. He was doing such a good job, my pussy was probably leaking with wetness at this point.

He shifted his mouth to suck on my other nipple and flicked the newly wet nub. He alternated between my breasts, sucking loudly and wetly.

Then he brought his face up to mine and we began to kiss furiously, our tongues dancing into each other’s mouths. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed deeply, licking his tongue, sucking his lips. He had made me extremely horny and I was ready to let him do whatever he wanted to me. My legs were spread apart on either side of his waste, and as he kissed me, his hands were still playing with my nipples, stimulating me.

After a few minutes of tongue fucking, he pulled away and bending and giving each of my nipples one last suck each, he told me it was time for him to examine my pussy.

I nodded and he wasted no time spreading my legs wide and kneeling down and licking my juices clean. I moaned and moaned and pushed his head against my throbbing pussy. He opened his mouth wide and gave long licks, then sucking on the lips of my pussy. Suddenly we heard his main waiting room entrance door open and a man’s voice say “doctor? Courier delivery. I need a signature.”

He stopped and stood up, wiping his face and saying “just a minute. I’m with a patient.”

He made me get up and stand in front of the examination bed, still behind the curtain, so the delivery person could not see even my foggy outline through the fogged glass. The doctor whispered in my ear to be a good girl till he got back, and with a quick tweak of my nipple, he pulled the curtain slightly aside and went to the other room to sign for the package.

I stood there, completely naked, completely turned on, realizing how kinky it was that there was another complete stranger standing just a few feet away, only a little bit of the curtain and a glass partition stopping me from being exposed.

I heard them speaking in low voices in Hindi and then a little bit of laughter and then heard the main door close and then heard a click, as if the doctor had locked his front door. This must have been the case because when he came back, he pulled the curtain completely aside and smiled down at my naked body, licking his lips. He sat at his chair next to his desk and asked me to come forward. I did so obediently.

He unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pant from where he was sitting and pulled out his hard cock. I stared at it excitedly. It was a decent size, about seven inches and nice and veiny. He began stroking it, watching me watch him. With his other hand he took mine and pulled me forward so I was standing between his legs. He bent forward and sucked on one of my nipples. I moaned again.

He then said “you’re a naughty girl, aren’t you?” while sucking on my breast.

I replied “…yes”.

He continued sucking and licking my hard nubs while stroking himself and then asked “you want to make daddy happy?”

I gasped as he pulled her nipple with his lips and answered “yes.”

He sucked again and asked “yes what?”

I replied “yes…d-daddy!” gasping as he licked my sensitive bud.

“Good Escort Küçükçekmece girl… You’re daddy’s good slut, aren’t you?” he asked, suckling on my nipple.

“Yes daddy. I’m your slut, I want daddy to use me, please fuck me daddy, give me your cock. I’ll do anything” I moaned.

He pulled his face back and rested back in his chair and smiled, “that’s a good whore. Now suck daddy’s cock like a good girl.”

I obediently knelt down and began stroking his cock and bent my head over it and began sucking on his rod.

I am quite good at sucking cocks, and I do it very sensually and in a very slutty manner. I sucked it nice and hard in my mouth, licked it all over, going down to his balls and sucking them before licking all the way back to the tip and then sucking wetly again. He moaned and grunted as I sucked him off for a few minutes and then he pulled me up by the arms suddenly.

“Fuck, baby. I had to try so hard not to cum on your pretty face. But I wanted to save that for your sexy pussy. Now sit on me.

And with that, I straddled him on his chair and sat my pussy on his cock and I felt his hands on my hips, lowering me onto his pole. I gasped as I felt him inside me. He bounced me on his cock like I was a sex toy. I moaned and moaned.

He told me to not hold back and scream out whatever I wanted. I couldn’t have held back if I wanted.

He asked “you like the way Daddy feels inside your cunt baby?”

I moaned “yes daddy! Yeah daddy fuck me hard, oh my goddd!” as I bounced up and down.

We fucked like this for a few minutes till he pulled me off his cock, stood up and carried me to his examination table, kissing me roughly all the way. Once we reached, he lay me on it facing him and flipped me over so I was bending over for him.

“Daddy’s going to fuck you like the slut you are, you like that baby?” he asked, rubbing his wet cock against my ass cheek.

“Yes daddy” I answered, and he slipped his cock into my waiting pussy, pulling and pushing my body against his cock. While I was bent over, my tits were rubbing against the examination bed, with my nipples grazing the rexene covering of the bed, sending stimulation straight to my pussy. I came at least twice and finally felt him jerk and suddenly felt warm liquid shooting into my cunt and leaking out, trickling down the side of my leg. He pulled his cock out, chuckling.

“Fuck” he said, “that was the best fuck I have ever had! You’re a good slut, aren’t you?”

I blushed, turning around and kneeling down, sucking his cock clean for him, and then standing back up to reply “yes daddy, I’m a good slut.”

We rested on the examination bed for some time and then I told him I have to leave. He gave me his card and took my number, saying “You will need to come back for another consultation” and winking. I giggled and began putting my clothes back on.

As I finished putting my bra and panty on, he came from behind and tweaked my nipples through the lace, moaning how nice my breasts were, and how many more inspections they needed from him. I loved the feeling of him playing with my nipples but I knew if I let him continue, I would end up fucking him again, so I giggled and said I really have to go now.

He told me he wanted some pictures of my body to keep him happy till my next visit, so I obliged, posing in various poses, pushing my tits together, pulling them out of the lace bra so he could take some of him playing with my nipples, rubbing my pussy. Once he was satisfied, I put all my clothes on, kissed him one last time at the door and turned to leave.

He opened the door but stopped me in the corridor, which was now deserted as it was quite late, we had fucked for quite a while. He pushed me against the wall, lifted my top up, pulled one of my tits out and began sucking on my nipple, right there in the open corridor facing the main road!

He pulled my other boob out and moved to suck on the other nipple while fondling the breast he just left. He sucked for a good minute till I laughed and pushed him off, readjusted my clothes, kissed him, stroked his bulge and turned and left. I was very satisfied with how my doctor’s appointment went.

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She loved to play nude in the warm, ocean surf.

She had to be careful where she did it though. Most people here in Bermuda were prudish and didn’t look on the human body, even one as nice as hers, as a work of art.

Tomorrow would be her 21st birthday, so today she got up early, even before the warm summer sun was up. A short drive to a secluded beach at daylight where she removed her clothes and went for a quick swim, then a frolic in the breaking surf. She was so intent on her pleasure she didn’t notice the handsome young man walking down the beach towards her with a fishing rod in hand. When she finally saw him he was almost between her and her car. She had no option but to dash into the deeper water and squat down with only her head showing.

He was smiling when he said, “I hope I didn’t startle you, I didn’t expect to see anyone here this early in the morning, especially someone as beautiful as you.”

“I didn’t think anyone would be here this early either. Would you please turn your back so I can get to my car?”

“If I don’t, how long will you stay in the water?”

“Come on now, I’m getting cold.”

“If I turn my back for you, will you come back and talk to me when you are dressed?”

“Yes, if you promise not to peek.”

“I’ll try, but I am not sure I can resist the temptation to see such a beautiful sight.”

He turned his back, she ran for the car and he peeked. He was taken by her gracefulness. She was tall and slender. Although her hips and breasts were small, everything was really in perfect proportion and only went to accentuate her overall beauty. He quickly looked away when she turned around and he wasn’t sure if she knew that he had been peeking.

She came walking back down to the beach wearing very short shorts, a T-shirt with obviously no bra and carrying her shoes in her hand.

“Did you peek?”

“Of course not!”

“Too bad, somehow it sort of excited me.”

“Do you like for people to see you nude?”

“I never thought much about it one way or the other before, but somehow today, it gave me a thrill to think that you were watching me as I ran back to my car.”

“Well, it excites me to think about you running around Bahçelievler Escort on the beach nude. Would you like to pose nude for me?”

“Are you a photographer?”

“Just an amateur. Would you pose for me?”

“I wouldn’t mind but not here, the beach will be alive with people in just a little while. Would you like for me to come to your house with you?”

“No, I live with my mother and I don’t think she would understand. How about if we go out on my boat?”

“Sure, let’s go.”

She followed him to the Marina in her car where he stopped in front of a very nice sail boat, about 36 feet long.

“I thought I knew everybody in your age bracket here in Bermuda. My name is Melanie. My dad manages the Bermuda Hilton hotel.”

“My name is Philip McGruder. I’ve just come out from England to work at Price Waterhouse. I have only been here three months so I haven’t had much of an opportunity to visit the social scene, between getting settled and buying this boat. Do you sail?”

“A little.”

“That’s okay, we will just motor out and see how it goes from there.”

In 15 minutes they had cleared the harbor and were motoring slowly west. She was standing on top of the cabin holding onto the mast, with her head back and eyes closed, letting the gentle breeze blow through her hair, when he said, “Feel free to take off your clothes if you want to.”

“Okay, I will if you are sure that you don’t mind, how about you?”

“If I do, it may be a little embarrassing.”

“Not to worry, I’ve seen at all before.” With that, she began to strip. “Besides, I think it is sexy for a man to be excited”

As he began to remove his clothes he said, “Well then, you will think I am the sexiest man alive.”

She resumed her stand on top of the cabin adjacent to the mast with her back to him. He thought he was excited before, now it was almost unbearable. She was a vision of beauty, tall, slim, completely uninhibited and comfortable with her body. She knew she was beautiful, and she probably knew what she was doing to him. Her feet were about shoulder level to him and about five feet forward so that he was looking up at her gorgeous ass.

He couldn’t Bahçelievler Escort Bayan stand it anymore. He set a generally westerly course and clicked the auto pilot on, scrambled out of the cockpit and up behind her on the cabin roof. He restrained the impulse to prod her with his erect cock and instead the only thing that he allowed to touch her was his lips on her neck.

She melted backwards into his arms but now there was no preventing his hard member from coming into contract with her rump.

“Oh, how sexy!” She laughed as she turned around, and put her arms around his neck.

Their lips met, and her breasts boring into his chest added more fuel to the fire that was no longer just smoldering within him. She was grinding her hips against his rock hard penis and probing his mouth with her tongue. He was not the only one that was beginning to feel the heat of the situation. When they finally broke, her breath was coming in little gasps. Without another word she took him by the hand and led him down into the cockpit, into the cabin, and forward into the main stateroom. On the way by the helm station he turned off the ignition switch and just let the boat drift.

In the main stateroom he again put his arms around her from behind and kissed her on the neck, only this time his hands were feeling and caressing her breasts with the hard little nipples. He turned her around and sat her down on the bed. Kneeling in front of her, she let out and audible gasp when he took her breast in his mouth. She clutched his head to her, enjoying the feeling of his tongue swirling and his lips sucking on the tender nipples. His right hand strayed down between her legs and he was delighted to find that she was every bit as aroused as he was.

He gently pushed her backwards onto the bed and lowered his head to partake of the nectar he had discovered. A shiver went through her entire body when his tongue came in contact with her clitoris. A couple of thrusts in and out and she captured his head with her legs, pulling him as hard as she could into her. It began as a low animal like moan deep within her and slowly build until it was a shriek of ecstasy. She was quivering when Escort Bahçelievler she released the death grip on his head and each time he touched her with his tongue she jerked, shivered, and gave a sharp little intake of breath.

“Oh my God, I didn’t know it could be that good. I think I should do that to you now. Come up here and lie down next to me.”

He had always been obedient and minded well, so the did what he was told. She used all of her finesse as she carefully positioned herself to reciprocate and give him the same pleasure that he had given her. His cock was long, straight and very hard. It had more than a few drops of pre-cum on the end. Tentatively, she touched it with her finger and brought it to her mouth to taste it’s salty sweetness. Finding that she liked it, she greedily began to lick this wondrous liquid from the end of his dick.

When it was gone, she engulfed his manhood and commenced to try to extract more of this sweet honey from him. It only took a few minutes for her to get far more than she had bargained for. She had never tasted male cum before but she didn’t let that stop her. When he spewed himself into her she greedily savored each drop, using her finger to capture the little bit that escaped her mouth.

With him still flat on his back on the bunk, she quickly switched positions, poised herself directly above his still erect cock and slowly lowered herself onto him. Although she had only done it a few times this seemed like the most natural thing she had ever done. Each thrust of his cock into her wet pussy brought renewed pleasures. She began to increase the tempo until he was afraid that she would fall completely off. Harder and harder she rode, up and down, back and forth, completely oblivious to everything except the carnal pleasures that she was experiencing. She didn’t notice when his entire body stiffened but she did feel the jet of his hot cum shooting inside of her. It was the trigger she needed. She had the most intense orgasm of her life. Her climax was so complete she didn’t even have the strength to dismount and just wilted on top of him.

They lay like that in the gently rocking boat for quite some time. She finally roused him and said “I would like to do that again.”

So they did it again, and again, and again.

Authors note; This story is based on the Limerick;

There was a young lady from Bermuda
Who met a young man named McGruder
She thought it was shrewd
To be wooed in the nude
But McGruder was shrewder and screwed her!

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This actually happened. I wasn’t there at the time, but it was told to me. Names changed, of course.

* * *

Sophie’s background is quite interesting, or at least I think so. And – relevant to this story – her friends were interesting too.

Sophie has had these two friends forever, Lisa and Jeanie.

They seem to have always dressed provocatively, used to wear such sexy outfits, especially at the beach, it’s a wonder they didn’t get raped every time they went there, or at least arrested. I’ve seen a couple of the old photos.

Her friend Lisa still dresses too revealingly, or to my eye anyway – not that I’m complaining, but you know what I mean, I look at her when she’s at our pool and I think to myself that’s not just sexy, it’s sexually ostentatious.

It was Lisa who was first propositioned by this photographer. He wasn’t really a photographer he was just an old perv with a camera. He wasn’t the first person to point a camera at one or other of them on the beach either, but he actually approached Lisa and asked her if she would pose for him, be a model for him. A paid model.

He had chosen well. Lisa always fancied herself as a model – to this day she still ‘poses’ if you point a camera at her – and she was the more adventurous of the three of them too. So where Sophie or Jeanie would probably have tittered and edged away from him, Lisa asked him how much. Twenty dollars. (This was a while ago.)

So she pulled her things on over her bikini, told the other two she’d be back in a couple of hours, and jumped in his car and went off to his house, which turned out to be pretty impressive. Or Lisa was impressed with it anyway.

* * *

In that first session she just fixed her make-up, shrugged out of her shirt and shorts and started posing. She was a pretty girl and she was wearing a bikini that would have gotten her stoned to death in some parts of the world, and the session went well. Her knowledge of modeling was nil but she always had a bit of the exhibitionist in her – lots of girls do, but Lisa perhaps a bit more than most – and she knew to drop a bra strap down off her shoulder, to hook a thumb into the bottoms and drag them down a few inches. And the session went well.

Mr Dellashapiro gave her twenty dollars and drove her back to the beach. She was only gone for an hour. My bet is that he didn’t try to get her to pose in the nude in that first session because he’d run out of film. This was before digital cameras. But, whatever the case, he did ask her to come back for another session and Lisa agreed. I’m sure he couldn’t believe his luck.

So she did another session with him. She wore a different bikini, but it didn’t matter because he got her to take it off. Not right away, first he got her to pose topless.

She had been looking forward to the session, she’d been curiously aroused the first time, and she had expected him to ask her to take her clothes off, and the anticipation of that had been exciting too. But when push came to shove she was hesitant.

He told her, go on, take it off, he’d just shoot from behind so he wouldn’t see her tits, but once she actually had her top off, once the ice was broken, she relaxed, and he didn’t have any trouble talking her out of the bikini altogether. And she posed for him in the nude.

Mr Della, that was what she called him, snapped away, suggesting poses and telling her how fantastic she looked. Lisa found it even more arousing to be in the nude in front of him, Silivri Escort all the more so because she could see that he had an erection. Under his direction, over the course of just a few minutes, she went from posing demurely lying on a couch to kneeling on all fours with her legs spread, looking back at the camera over her shoulder while he photographed her from behind. She said she was practically panting.

When Mr Della stopped to put in a new roll of film he complimented her on her poise, and said she must have posed in the nude before. He had to explain to her what ‘poise’ meant. Vocabulary wasn’t one of Lisa’s strengths.

Lisa was a bit embarrassed that she seemed to have given away what she thought was a secret – that she had indeed been in the nude for someone before. She’d had several boyfriends and she’d been groped and stripped in parked cars and empty houses, and she’d been coaxed and wheedled and coerced into performing fellatio for a few of them. Well, almost all of them actually.

One in particular used to get her in the back of his parents’ minivan and strip all her clothes off her, and then make her kneel on the floor in front of him, completely nude, and suck him off like that. Which she tremendously enjoyed, in fact she wished they would all make her do that.

So when Mr Della remarked that she seemed to have posed in the nude before, she went bright red, and he smiled.

“For photographs?” he asked.

“No, just …” she didn’t quite know what to say.

“Who is it for?”

“My boyfriend.”

“Ah. So it is to make love?”

“Not … exactly,” Lisa said, not really wanting to avoid the conversation, she found it arousing, but she didn’t know how to put it.

“So … you please him then.”

“Yes.”

“With … your hands?”

“Yes, a bit, sometimes …”

“With … your mouth?”

Lisa nodded shyly. “Yes, with my mouth.”

“Delightful. What do you call that?”

Lisa shook her head, she knew but was embarrassed to say it.

“Well, what does your boyfriend say when he wants you to do it?”

“He tells me to suck him off.”

“Oh, to suck him off. … to suck him off. Do you like it?”

She smiled and nodded.

“He is very lucky! And … you take your clothes off first?”

“Yes, he likes me to take all my clothes right off.”

“I’m not surprised! And how, how do you pose for him when you …”

” … suck him off?”

“Yes.”

Lisa started to speak but Mr Della said “No, show me,” so she took a cushion and put it on the floor in front of the couch and knelt on it, facing the seat.

“Like this.”

Mr Della took a photo of her like that and said “You’ve had just one boyfriend?”

“Oh no!” Lisa laughed. “I’ve had lots.”

“Yes, I was going to say – you must be very popular, a pretty girl like you. And do you suck the others off too?”

“Um, most of them. All except one.”

“How many is that?”

She thought for a minute. “Um. Ten. No – eleven. Some of them just once though. Three of them just once.”

Mr Della smiled again and came round her and sat on the couch in front of her. He had one leg on either side of her and she could plainly see the outline of his stiff penis through his shorts, right in front of her face. She was almost panting again, she found it so exciting to be kneeling in the nude in front of him, and that he was so blatantly setting her up.

“And the boys – are they in the nude Escort Silivri too?”

“Oh, no. And usually I’m not in the nude either, usually they just feel me up, you know, we’re in a car or something, and then I open his pants and he sort of presses my head down.”

“Show me.”

She blinked at him for a moment, and then reached forward and handled his penis through his shorts. It felt big, bigger than her boyfriends. She had been a bit hesitant in the conversation but now she felt confident, she knew what her role was. She used both hands to pull down his swim shorts and pulled them right off.

His penis waved around in front of her face and she took the knob in one fist and squeezed him while she handled his balls with her other hands, gently, then expertly brought up spunk and used her fist to smear it all over his knob so it made a wet noise when she frigged him.

Then she knelt up and bowed down over his penis, kissing the knob lightly and then taking it right in her mouth. She carefully moved her head down and let him come all the way into her mouth, keeping her hand around the shaft., sliding it down with her mouth.

She felt the familiar pressure of a hand on her head, and she followed its signals as it guided her up and down. At the same time she put her other hand under his balls and used a finger to probe all the way under to his anus. He gave a long sigh and said “who taught you to do that?”

One of her boyfriends who had been with a prostitute in Peru a few times had taught her to do that. She took her mouth off Mr Della’s penis for a moment and told him so, then went back down on him as his hand resumed its pressure on her head.

As she fingered his anus she felt the sphincter begin to clench on her finger and she knew what that meant and she squeezed her other hand around his knob and slid it firmly up and down on the slippery mix of spunk and saliva, bringing him to a hard, squirting orgasm on her face.

When she was getting out of his car back at the beach he gave her thirty dollars and asked her to come again the next week. Lisa agreed.

* * *

It wasn’t a lot of money, even then, but it was enough to make a difference to what she could do, go to clubs, buy clothes, and Lisa liked getting it.

She very much enjoyed her sessions with Mr Della too, she had always had fantasies of being in the nude for an older man, being made to do things for him, and she found it incredibly arousing to serve him. But she had almost no emotional feelings for him – she liked him and he was unfailingly nice to her, but she never at any point had the giddy longing she had felt for one or two of her boyfriends.

At the end of the summer Mr Della started picking up Lisa from outside a shop rather than at the beach. One day as they were driving to his house he asked her if she would be interested in posing for another man too, a friend of his.

“Same arrangement,” he said, and Lisa understood him to mean that she would have to pose in the nude for him, and suck him off, and that she’d be paid for it.

She agreed to it, and instead of driving to his own house, Mr Della drove to one a few blocks away. It had it’s own driveway and he stopped in front of the house and turned off the engine.

“I’m not going to stay,” he said. “But if you want, I’ll come to the front door with you.”

Lisa was a little nervous, but she stifled it and went to the front door on her own. Mr Della waited until the door was Silivri Escort Bayan answered and she heard his engine start as a large, much older man greeted her at the door.

“Lisa? I’m Mr North. Very pleased you came, please come in.”

Mr North didn’t even have a camera, but nevertheless, ten minutes later Lisa was kneeling in the nude in his basement.

* * *

For a couple of months she visited Mr Della and Mr North on alternate weeks, not every single week, but most of them.

One afternoon Mr Della asked Lisa if any of her friends would be interested in ‘posing’. “Same arrangement.”

They would have to be pretty, like Lisa, he explained, and he went on to say that a girl he’d seen her on the beach with would be ideal. The one who wears a black bikini and is very petite. Lisa said it must be Sophie.

* * *

So far as Sophie knew, Lisa was just modeling in a bikini every now and then. Lisa hadn’t told her of the full extent of what she’d been doing, not even that she had posed in the nude, let alone that she was sucking him off. Nor that there were two of them, nor that it was every week.

But Lisa knew that Sophie also regularly sucked off boys, they discussed it incessantly, in fact there was quite a lot of overlap between which boyfriends they were seeing. And also, when Lisa had first come back from posing for Mr Della, Sophie had told her how jealous she was, what fun it must be to model, especially in bikinis.

So Lisa laid out the proposition for Sophie, and the following week, Lisa served Mr North while a couple of blocks away Sophie was in her little black bikini in front of Mr Della’s camera, then in the nude, and finally, she showed him what her boyfriends had taught her about sucking a cock.

She said she remembers it very well, not because it was all that unusual for her to suck someone off, in fact for both her and Lisa, sucking someone off was like shaking hands. But, she had never done it in the nude before, and it was curiously exciting. And also, although with the benefit of hindsight, Mr Della’s penis wasn’t all that nig, at the time it was the biggest she had ever had in her mouth, and she remembers being surprised at how wide she had to open for it.

* * *

One of the things Mr Della liked Sophie to do was to sit with him in the nude and tell him things she’d done, and that her friends had done, while he masturbated. He enjoyed Sophie’s articulate descriptions of being groped and fondled and stripped and probed and pressured and cajoled and bowed down and smeared with spunk. One time Sophie mentioned in passing that one of her boyfriends, Terry, liked to tie her up.

“You mean, with ropes? That sort of tied up?”

“Yes, like that. He likes it.”

“Do you like it?”

Sophie said she did, she really enjoyed it, there was something exciting about it.

Mr Della asked what they did when she was tied up, and Sophie explained that he ‘interrogated’ her – that she was a prisoner, and he tried to make her give up ‘the secrets’.

And Mr Della got up from the couch and came back a minute later with some rope and tied Sophie to a chair, hands behind back, ankles tied to the legs. He alternated between interrogating her while he felt her, masturbating, and taking photos of her.

The next time she went there he had a tripod, and he took photos of her sucking him off while she was tied up.

After that session he gave her forty dollars, and when she told Lisa about it, Lisa started getting tied up too.

A few months later a third man was introduced to the girls, and he became a regular too.

* * *

So that is how it came to be that when I first met my wife, Sophie, she was a part-time prostitute and bondage model.

* * *

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