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Ogun evde yanlız baslarına oturuyorlardı.Bende balkondan onlarfı izliyordum.Birde baktım ozlem vcd ye bir cd koydu.izlemeye basladılar sahender ablasınıngoguslerini 100.yıl Escort sıkmaya basladı.hemen soyundular 69 pozisyonu alıp yalamya basladılar.ohh 100.yıl Escort Bayan ohhh sesleri evin içinde cınlıyordu.benım baktıgımı Escort 100.yıl gorunce hemen toporlanmaya calıstılar ve kapının onune cıktılar.bhen de yanlarına gitiim onları tehdit ettim.babana soylerim diye sonra benı eve cagırdılar evde onalır teker teker soydum sonra amlarına koydumm 2 side hamile kaldı benı oslemediler babalarına babası hamile kaldıgını duyunca onalrı iyi bi sikti sikmeseydi evden atacaktı…şimdi 2 side mahalelnın onde gelen orosbularından ……………….

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Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
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Merhaba bu ilk hikayem, umarım begenirsiniz. Bir arkadaşımla buluşmak üzere kadıköye gitmek için otobüse bindim. Ilk başlarda pek kalabalık degildi. Daha sonra sıkışmaya başladı. Göztepe duragında 40 yaşlarında oldukça bakımlı bir bayan bindi. Önceleri pek önemsemedim ama dikkatlice bakınca bayagı hoş bir hatun oldugunu düşündüm. Laf aramızda olgun bayanlara hasta olurum. Neyse biraz ilerledikten sonra bizim hatunun arkasında bi çoçuk ona yaslamaya başladı. Karacaören Escort Önce ne yapacagını bilemedim ama sonra baktımki bizimki halinden gayet memnun. Yüzündeki zevk ifadesi beni de azdırdı. Hiç aklımda yokken solumda duran ben yaşlarında büyük ihtimalle temizlige giden kıza dokunmaya başladım. Baktım hiç tepki yok kalçalarını avuçladım. Bu arada gözüm öbür hatundaydı. Inanılmaz azmıştım, kızın tam arkasına geçtim. Kalkmış Karacaören Escort Bayan sikimi yaslamaya başladım. O da kendini bırakmış saga sola bakıyordu. Iyice cesaretlendim, gögüslerini ellemeye başladım, titremeye başladı. Bacak arasını sıvazlayınca kendinden geçti, düşecek gibi oldu. Şuh bir bakış attı…O an kendime geldim 2 durak sonra yalpalayarak otobüsten indi. Bizim hatuna döndüm megerse bizi izliyormuş. Bana şuh bir Escort Karacaören bakış attı ve diliyle dudagını yaladı. Tam zamanı degip yavaş yavaş arkasına geçtim. Geçmemle elini sikime atması bir oldu. Zaten kalkmış sikim taş gibi olmuştu. Bende elimle onun her tarafını yogurmaya başladım. Nefes alışları hızlanmış, kendini tamamen bana bırakmıştı. Selamiçeşme`ye gelmiştik, az bir yol kalmıştı. Tam boşalmaya yakın amını iyice parmakladım, gelmek üzereydim. Sonunda manyak gibi patladım. O da anladıgım kadarıyla boşalmışdı. 1 Durak sonra inme dügmesine bastı. Bana dönüp harikasın güzel çocuk dedi. Ben gülümsedim çok rahatlamıştım, inanın süper bir duyguydu. Sizle paylaşmak istedim. Bu arada olgun bayanlar bana e-mail çekebilirler. Sanal dahil her türlü takılırız… :)))Gönderen: Sokkan

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Çok Açık OturumPROGRAM YÖNETİCİSİ – İyi akşamlar sayın seyirciler. Bugünkü – çok açık oturum – programımızın konusu kadınlarda ve erkeklerde bekaretin önemi. Sizlere dört program konuğumuzu hemen tanıtmak istiyorum, feminist yazar Gönül Güneş, maço yazar Naci Devran, sinema oyuncusu Talat Gürgen ve manken Lale Mora. Hepiniz hoş geldiniz. Bekaret neden önemlidir, önemli midir, kız ve erkekler arasında çifte standart mı uygulanmaktadır toplum tarafından? Sözü feminist yazar Gönül Güneş’e bırakıyorum : GG – Efendim şimdi toplumun çifte standardı o kadar açıktır ki sadece seksle ilgili sözcüklere baksak bile anlarız bunu. Sikmek, sikilmek sözcüklerini inceleyelim. Ne demek bu şimdi? İki kişi arasında olan bir şey. Neden birisi sikiyor da diğeri sikiliyor olsun ki. İki kişinin paylaştığı bir olay. ND – Bakın, sikmek, sikilmek ne demek diye soruyor yazar hanım. Yani bilmiyor mu sikmek, sikilmek ne demek. GG – Lütfen demagoji yapmayın efendim ND – Efendim ne demagojisi. İki kişi arasında, işte biri sikiyor biri de sikiliyor. Ne var bunda. İsterse burada dahi gösterebilirim sayın yazara, birinin sikip birinin sikildiğini GG – Lütfen, terbiyesizleşmeyin. Ben kime siktireceğimi bilirim. Sen o buruşuk yarrağını al da götüne sok ND – Sayın yönetici, sikime sataşma var, cevap hakkı istiyorum, çıkarıp göstereceğim PROGRAM YÖNETİCİSİ – Buyurun sayın ND ND – Bakın sizce buruşuk mu? TG – Bence fena değil LM – Ooooouu, o ne be at siki gibi, maşallah GG – Hiç mi yarrak görmedik, buruşuk işte PROGRAM YÖNETİCİSİ – Konuyu dağıtmayalım efendim. Sizin görüşünüz nedir sayın Talat Gürgen? TG – Efendim size bir anımı anlatayım. Yengenizle evlendiğimde bakire değildi. Çürük çıkmıştı anlayacağınız. O zamanlar öyle denirdi, şimdi olsa düzeyli birliktelik yaşamış derler. Tabii götürüp babasına teslim ettim. Güç bela kazayla olduğuna ikna ettiler de tekrar aldım karıyı.Zevce da kaç tane aslı varsa hemen tıkla ve gör.`, CAPTION, `Hemen Ara-Bul`);” onmouseout=”return nd();”> aslında kazayla olmadığını biliyordum da abaza kalmayayım diye yutmuş göründüm. O zamanlar ortalık İskitler Escort şimdiki gibi amcık tarlası değil ki. Eline geçirdin mi amcığı bırakmayacaksın. Daha sonra yaptıklarını da biliyorum o şıllığın ama burası yeri değil şimdi. Neyse. Yani o zamanlar önemliydi bekaret, şimdiki gençler hiç aldırmıyor böyle şeylere LM – Bence de saçma şeyler bunlar. Ben daha 16 yaşımda taktırdım. İyi de oldu. Sikişmek çok güzel valla, hemen her gün değişik bir yarrak yemezsem rahat uyuyamıyorum. TG – Çüşş. Her gece değişik yarrağı nereden buluyorsun kızım. GG – Gökten yağıyor. Senin de kafana düşmüştü hani, hatırladın mı? Yarrak kıtlığı mı var ulan memlekette. Ben bu yaşta buluyorum bir sürü. ND – Bulduğuna da atlıyorsundur sen. Demek istediğim işte bu sayın yönetici, sayın izleyiciler. Kendi ahlakı bozuk, yarrak delisi bazı tipler ( ki ben bu feministlerin derneğine de yarak sevenler derneği derim, kanarya sevenler derneğinden esinlenerek ) toplumun ahlakını bozarak, yok kadın hakları, yok özgürlük diyerek genç kızlarımızı kevgire döndürdüler. GG – Hooşşttt, hadi oradan am budalası kart köpek. Bir amcık için her türlü maskaralığı yaparsınız, burada da ahlaktan bahsedersiniz. ND – Biz amcığı severiz, bunu inkar etmiyoruz. Ama sizinki gibisini değil şerefli, haysiyetli amcıkları severiz biz, anladın mı kancık köpek. PROGRAM YÖNETİCİSİ: Siz ne diyorsunuz? Sizce de şerefli amcık şerefsiz amcık var mıdır? Buyurun sayın Talat Gürgen. TG – Amcığın şereflisi şerefsizi olur mu efendim. Hepsi de şerefsizdir. Dikkat ederseniz beğenmediğimiz bir şeye sikeyim öyle bilmem neyi deriz. Amcık da sadece sikmeye yarar, beş para etmez yani. ND – Yaşşa hocam, ağzına sağlık. LM – A aaaa, valla ben laf söyletmem amcığıma. Hem beni sikenlerden hiç şikayet duymadım, hepsi de bayılır benim mis gibi amcığıma. Zaten ben de yarrakları severim, hepsi de güzeldir. GG – güzelmiş. Esas şerefsiz olan siktir. Şekli bile acayip, biçimsiz. PROGRAM YÖNETİCİSİ – Bu güzel tartışmayı ne yazık ki bölmek zorundayım. Yaklaşık on beş dakika kadar reklam veriyoruz. Tekrar görüşmek İskitler Escort üzere. -REKLAM ARASI- TG – kızım gelecek ay filme başlıyoruz, tam sana göre bir rol var. LM – Canın amcık mı çekti amca. TG – Ne amcası, sus, deminden beri bacaklarına bakıyorum, pantolonumun önü şişti, kabardı, dışarı fırlayacak, kameralara yakalanırım diye ödüm patlıyor. LM – Ayyy, yazık, hadi tuvalete gidiyorum, sen de gel gizlice, orada hallederiz. TG – Canım benim hemen geliyorum, baş rol oynatacağım sana. LM – Mmmhhh, mmhh. TG – Oohhhh, oohhhh. …………. PROGRAM YÖNETİCİSİ: Bu sesler de ne be? ND – Talatın sesi bu, tuvaletten geliyor. GG – Nihayet kesildi sesler. PROGRAM YÖNETİCİSİ: Aaa, Lale çıkıyor tuvaletten. ND – Şimdi de Talat. GG – Helada sikmiş köpek gencecik kızı. ND – Sikine sağlık, aferin, istesem bana da verir mi acaba? GG – Sırayla geçin üstünden isterseniz, hadi sen de sayın yönetici. PROGRAM YÖNETİCİSİ: Yok, ben seni sikeceğim Gönül, ant içtim bunun için. Kaç zamandır peşindeyim, programa da onun için çağırdım, konuyu bile sırf sana uygun olandan seçtim. GG – Ciddi misin sen. PROGRAM YÖNETİCİSİ: Elbette, program bitince benim odaya gel GG – Oooo, harika olur, seninkinin de bakayım tadına, bakalım kaç okka çekiyor taşakların. -REKLAM ARASI SONU- PROGRAM YÖNETİCİSİ: Sayın seyirciler programın ikinci bölümüne başlıyoruz. Konuklarımdan konuyu dağıtmamasını rica edeceğim. Evet sayın Talat Gürgen sizle başlayalım bu kez. Sizce neden önemli bekaret? TG – Öncelikle tıbbi açıdan, hijyenik açıdan önemli. Ayrıca saflığın, temizliğin sembolü. Kaybolan, kızlarımızın bekareti değil, toplumumuzun kültürüdür, ahlakıdır. Bunu Güneş hanım gibi gafiller anlayamaz. GG – Anlat o zaman. Az önce şu kızı sikmek istediğini de anlat istersen. TG – Tabii, neden olmasın. Programdan sonra program yöneticisi ile odasında buluşacağınızı, onun seni kütür kütür sikeceğini, şu yaşlı kurtun, filmde oynatacağım diye tuvalette mankenimizin ağzına verdiğini, boşalırken çıkardığı sesin ta öbür mahalleden duyulduğunu da anlatayım mı? LM – Bizi karıştırmayın ND – İskitler Escort Bayan Pis orospu sen mi söyledin tuvalette olanları, yarrak oynarsın sen o filmde, konuşmayı bilmiyorsun daha. LM – Pek beğeniyordun az önce ağzımı, dudaklarımı sikerken. Şimdi konuşma bilmez mi olduk. GG – Topunuzun sülalesini sikeyim. TG – Sen o işi biraz zor yaparsın şekerim. Ama istersen biz senin sülalenin topunu sikebiliriz. Öyle değil mi Naci ağabey. ND – Sıçtınız oturumun içine be, dalyarak herifler, sik suratlı orospular LM – Beni neden çağırdınız bu programa anlamadım ki. Söz hakkı da vermediniz. Bir de şu ihtiyar köpeğin menilerini yuttuk boşu boşuna. Gider genç birini bulup çatır çutur sikişirdim sabaha kadar. Bir daha gelirsem eşeğim buraya, af edersiniz. PROGRAM YÖNETİCİSİ: Ulan sikime gel, sikime gelme be. Bıktım ulan hepinizden. Alayınızın da anasını eşşek siksin hıyarağaları. Yeter. Başka bir iş bulacağım kendime. Pavyonda komilik bundan şereflidir vallahi. Sana gelince Gönül orospusu, kırk tane sikim olsa, kırkını da keserim de senin buruşuk amcığına sokmam tamam mı? GG – Bak terbiyesize. Az önce ne diyordu, şimdi ne diyor. Ben gidiyorum, siz tepişin burada. PROGRAM YÖNETİCİSİ: Git git, şerefsiz karı git ND – Ben de gidiyorum, burası ahıra döndü. PROGRAM YÖNETİCİSİ: Sen de git avradını siktiğim. LM – Ayol ne kadar çatlak varsa burada, gideyim de erkek bulayım kendime, şöyle kalın siklisinden. TG – Bana mı laf atıyorsun pis fahişe. Sen gençliğinde görecektin, kalın sik nasıl olurmuş. Köpeklere maskara oluyor bizim kurt kocayınca. Bir daha çağırmayın beni böyle eşşeklerin arasına tamam mı. Gidiyorum ben de. PROGRAM YÖNETİCİSİ: Gittiniz mi hepiniz de? Aferin. Şimdi beni çek bakalım kamera. Duydun mu kameraman arkadaşım, çekiyor musun, in, in alt tarafa doğru in, hah, oraya zoom yap. Bu işten istifa ediyorum tamam mı. O zoom yaptığın şeyi de program yapımcısına göstereceksin kameraman arkadaşım. Duydun mu kameraman, o orospuyu sikemedim, seni sikerim anladın mı. Büyüt, büyüt görüntüyü de yapımcı görsün iyice. Evet, sayın seyirciler programımızın sonuna geldik. Ekranda gördüğünüz şey benim sikim oluyor. Vermek istediği mesajı da ;böyle programın da, böyle programın konuklarını da, böyle programın yapımcısını da, böyle programın izleyicilerini de sikeyim demek. Bundan sonra pavyonda komilik yaparak siz değerli izleyicilere hizmetimi sürdüreceğim. Hoşça kalın…

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Merhaba, Ben 18 yaşında,ankarada oturuyorum bu eve taşınalı yaklaşık 3 ay falan olmuştu fırsat bulupta televizyonun antenini güzelce monte edememiştim öyle eğreltiden duruyordu ve en ufak bir rüzgarda dönüyordu nihayet bir pazar günü fırsat bulmuştum ve öglenleyin anteni sıkıca monte etmek üzere balkondaki yerimi almıştım, Ben kendi halimde işimle uğraşırken karşı balkondan bir bayanın beni ufak ufak kestiğini fark ettim ve ilk başta çok çekindim nede olsa komşumuzdu ve baktım ki iyiden iyiye kesiyor bende gözlerimi ona diktim ve bir süre göz göze bakıştık ve bana gülümsedi ve bende kendimi tutamadım bende gülümsedim bana başını sağa sola sallayarak nasılsın der gibi işaret verdi bende iyi olduğumu işaret ettim tabi bu anlattıklarım en az iki saat içinde oldu eşim Hasköy Escort arada bir geliyor hadi daha bitmedimi der gibi bana aç artık şu TV yi diyordu inanırmısınız sırf onunla göz göze gelebilmek için anteni söküp söküp takıyordum ve o bir sebepten olsa gerek içeri girdi bekledim bekledim çıkmadı ende işimi bilerek kötü yaptım ki daha sonra tekrardan ilgilenebileyim diye.Neyse aksam olmuştu saat 7 felandı ben gene geçtim antenin başına ve bir süre sonra benimki çıktı balkona ve ben elimi kulağıma götürüp telefon numarasını ver gibi işaret ettim ve numaraları tek tek parmaklarıyla bana söyledi ve ben 5 dakikada anteni bağlayıp doğru telefon kulübesine koştum ve çevirdim numarayı ve biraz önce balkonda duran kişi şuan telefonda karşımdaydı ve kısa Hasköy Escort Bayan süre sohbetin ardından tanışmıştık ve benden çok hoşlandığını söyledi ve üstelik evli olduğunu da o an öğrendim eşini sevmediğini ve severek evlenmediğini söylüyordu bir kaç gün hep telefonda konuştuk ve artık konuşmalarımızın boyutu iyice değişmişti artık cinsel konulara giriyor ve birbirimize hoşlandığımız şeyleri anlatıyorduk ve artık ona kendisini çok arzuladığımı söyledim o bende arzuluyorum yanıtını verdi Bir gün eşinin evden çıktığını gördüm ve hemen aradım ve eve gelebileceğimi söyledim ve biraz ürkek ve istekli şekilde teklifimi kabul etti artık telefonda konuştuklarımızı gercektede yapabilecektik kapıyı çaldım ve sessizce içeri girdim ve kapıyı kapatır Escort Hasköy kapatmaz dudaktan yapıştık ve öpüşmeye devam ederken bir taraftan onu soyuyordum ve bir süre sonra ikimizde çırılçıplaktık ve telefonda söylediği gibi ilk işi sakso çekmek oldu çok hoşuna gidiyormuş tabiki bende boş durmadım derhal 69 pozisyonunu aldık ve bir sure sonra oda bende dayanamaz durumdaydık ben hiç yerimden bile kalmadan üzerine oturmak istediğini söyledi ve sular seller içinde kalan yarıgını ucuma dokunduğunu hissettim ve yavaşaca aldı içeriye ve bir kaç dakika bu şekilde devam ettik ve ben bacak omza pozisyonunu uygulamaya başladım artık ikimizde dayanamıyorduk ve kasıla kasıla boşaldığı an bende tutamıyordum artık ve bana yüzüne boşalmamı söyledi ve içinden çıktığım an elimle ucunu tutmasam çoktan fıskıracaktıki ben yüzüne getirene kadar zaten bir kısmı fışkırdı ve geriye kalan kısmı yüzünün her yerine yaydım ve ikimizde çok memnunduk ve epey bir sure görüşmemiz devam etti taki kaynanası onlarda kalmaya başlayana kadar artık görüşemiyor daha doğrusu müsait yer bulamıyorduk.

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(Day 12)

When Cindy awoke, she realized that she was sucking gently and rhythmically on the plug locked into her mouth. She couldn’t believe that she was barely awake but already so aroused.

When she turned over, the movement woke Rob, who had apparently only been lightly dozing. Cindy pointed toward her mouth and Rob obliged and removed the plug. He then started reaching for the lock at the back of her hood. Feeling impish, she reached up and stopped him. He looked into her eyes questioningly, but she ignored him, sliding down his body until her head was at his waist, she slipped her hands around his cock and began massaging it slowly and sensuously. As soon as it began to harden, she slipped it into the socket that was her mouth and began licking and sucking it through the cuff that was held in place by her hood.

Rob was in heaven. Cindy was performing beyond his wildest dreams. He knew that last night when he put the hood on her, she wasn’t exactly thrilled and that when he had inserted the plug after she had blown him and had a mouth full of his come, she was upset. Now here she was this morning fully embracing her mouth bondage.

As she worked his cock, he reached over to the remote and set both of her plugs to high speed’.

Cindy paused for a minute, but then resumed working his hard cock, while moaning and squirming under the assault of the dildoes in her two lower holes.

It only took a few minutes more for Rob to fill her mouth with another load of come. Cindy continued to suck until he was dry. Then she too exploded into a huge orgasm. One that had her panting through her nose tubes to such an extent that she had to quickly swallow the load and then pull off of Rob’s cock, so she could get more air through her mouth.

Cindy collapsed on Rob’s crotch while she tried to recover. But the vibrators were still going strong within her. She was soon swept up in another orgasm. Rob reached down and began gently massaging her latex covered head. His touch, through the latex reminded her of her latex slut status and the very thought brought her to yet another orgasm. The third one of the morning, it completely exhausted her. Realizing this, Rob grabbed the remote and turned off the vibrators for the first time in the last 24 hours.

Cindy moaned again, but neither of them knew if it was out of relief or because she missed their effect on her body.

Several minutes later, she stirred and slithered back up to lay on his chest.

They lay like that, resting for an hour, until Rob realized that Cindy’s drool, out of a mouth held open by the hood’s cuff was dribbling down off his chest and onto the bed’s sheets.

Rob gave her a hug then pushed her off and onto her back on the bed next to him. “You relax for a bit. I’ll take a shower and then you can take a long hot bath. You deserve it. We’ll head out when you’re ready. And don’t forget your enema and to clean the suit.”

He then crawled out of bed, and stumbled into the bathroom.

Cindy lay there happily worn-out, wondering what she had become, and how her life could possibly become any sexier. She was living every fantasy she’d ever had, and she thought it was the same with Rob. At least she couldn’t think how he could possibly have any unfulfilled fantasies left. She giggled to herself, thinking that if he did have any others, she would happily participate in satisfying them.

When he emerged from the bath, holding his towel, naked and still dripping, she was again enthralled with how much she loved this man, and how much she loved Paris and everything that they had done here.

Rob walked over to the bed and matched her thoughts. “God, I love you. Thank you for this, for everything. I couldn’t be happier.”

Cindy was in ecstasy. His loving words matched her feelings exactly.

She purred like a kitten as Rob helped her out of bed and began unlocking and undressing her. The first item off, was the hood. She moaned when the cuff was pulled out of her mouth. Her jaws had been stretched open for so many hours, they were cramped and sore. After working and massaging them they settled down to a dull ache.

The removal of her boots, corset, and body suit with its plugs went as usual, leaving her feeling empty and missing the feelings of compression, warmth and restraint.

Finally, nude, she slipped on her mules, and Rob walked her to the door to the bath. He had started the water running after he’d gotten out of the shower, so it was ready for her, now.

He left her there to relax as he got dressed and powered up the TV to watch and try to get caught up on the international news. He hadn’t paid much attention to anything other than his wife and their sexual games for almost two weeks. It didn’t really matter, he realized. Their private little world had been perfect.

An hour later Cindy emerged thoroughly refreshed, with her hair and make-up perfect. She was wearing her mules as she stepped into the bedroom.

Cindy sauntered over to Kızılcahamam Escort Rob, naked and hairless, and bent over to kiss him passionately. “I’m starved. Let’s get me dressed in some sexy latex, and get some breakfast, or is it lunch, now?”

“This late, it’s lunch,” he laughed, “I have your wardrobe all set, my lady.”

Everything was laid out on the bed. She sighed, another day in latex cat suit, corset and hoof boots. But she realized that it was getting easier each day. She was used to the restrictions of the latex, holding her body everywhere in its warm embrace. Her body was becoming accustomed to the limitations the corset enforced, and her legs and feet were not generating as much pain as they once did.

All in all, she was enjoying the outfits, the routine and the sex more and more, constantly aroused, and if this morning’s experiences were any indicator her orgasms were better, more mind blowing than they’d ever been.

She started in with the lube. Again, she would be wearing the black cat suit, Rob must really love those huge breasts, she thought. She also noticed that again the butt plug seemed a bit larger than the previous day’s and it was the vibrating one. She felt a thrill just thinking about the feelings it would deliver. Black latex gloves were also included. The black thigh-high hoof boots were next, followed by the black corset. Each of these were laced tightly and everything was locked on. Over the top another simple but elegant stretchy, sheath dress in emerald green was slipped over her head.

Looking into the mirror she saw a shapely, sexy, latex covered girl.

Rob saw the same thing. He loved the look.

As soon as she finished dressing, they headed out for another quiet walk along the wonderful sidewalks of Paris. Today they headed into the 8th Arrondissement and the wonderful Boulevard Haussmann.

Rob waited until they hit the street, before he turned on the vibrators. It felt like the one in front was on low simmer, while the one in back was on medium distraction.

Cindy felt wonderfully sexy. She was now used to the clip, clop of her pony boots. The tightness of her latex, the breathlessness and restricted movements imposed by the corset, the stares and lustful looks of the passers-by, and of course the constant arousal caused by the vibrators. The humiliation and constant frustration also contributed to the constant demands of her pussy, screaming ‘I want to be fucked, right, this minute’.

They soon found a nice place to sit and have lunch. The food was good and the wine excellent.

The table Rob selected put Cindy on display to everyone walking by, and Cindy in all her glory attracted a lot of attention. She was able to ignore most of it, in part due to her own personal distraction delivered by the vibrators and the light torture of having to sit on the small hard café chair in her restrictive outfit.

After lunch they did more window shopping. Picking up another dress, or two that would fit her latex covered and corseted body.

After a couple of hours Cindy was getting tired, when Rob walked her into a jewelry shop. The shop was empty except for a dignified looking older man, obviously the proprietor and jeweler. He looked up from some work he was performing when they entered and seemed interested, but not particularly shocked when he saw Cindy and her outfit.

Rob looked around until he found a nice but large chain necklace in a display case. Calling the proprietor over, he asked to see it.

Cindy wasn’t sure what was going on, so she just kept quiet and waited to see what Rob was about.

Rob looked at a couple of the chains, and apparently finding one he liked he motioned Cindy over and placed it around her neck. It was intended to be a loose choker necklace with a clasp at the back, and it was solid gold and very expensive. The beautiful necklace was heavy, solid, and its links were oval with a twist and about ¾ inch long. It had about eight inches of slack around Cindy’s slim neck.

Rob asked the jeweler if he was capable of making adjustments to the chain, and was assured that anything was possible.

Rob first asked him to adjust the chain so it was tighter around Cindy’s neck. He didn’t want it to choke her, but he wanted it to be snug. Rob also wanted the clasp removed and a solid ½ inch ring put in its stead. The remaining links would be left to dangle down from the ring. The ring itself would be soldered closed. He also wanted a one-inch ring put in place at the end of the loose length of chain. The Jeweler agreed that it could all be easily done, in just a few minutes.

With the talk of soldering the ring, Cindy realized that Rob wanted the necklace to be permanent. She would be wearing the thing forever, or until it was cut off.

While they waited for the jeweler to gather his tools, Cindy pestered Rob with questions on what he was thinking. He just smiled devilishly and told her that the beautiful necklace Kızılcahamam Escort Bayan was a sign of his love for her and that the cost was nothing compared to how much she was worth to him. He then added that the permeance was another sign of how much they loved each other and how they would always be together. Cindy loved what he said but remained unsure about the permeance aspect.

The jeweler proceeded to measure Cindy’s neck with a cloth tape. He then proceeded to laboriously cut the hard chain to length. He held it up and around Cindy’s neck, just above the edge of her latex and asked Rob if this was the proper tightness. Rob fingered the chain and Cindy’s neck and asked for one more link to be removed.

The jeweler did as request and then put the chain around Cindy’s neck and used a big pair of pliers to close the one, open link. He then looked to Rob for his opinion. Rob said that it was perfect, but Cindy thought it was a little too tight. She could breathe just fine, but when she swallowed, she could feel a little tension on her throat.

When she mentioned it, Rob just told her to relax, it would be fine.

The jeweler then asked Cindy to have a seat in his chair, and bend her head forward. With difficulty, because of the chain’s tight fit, he slipped a piece of heavy cloth between the necklace and the nape of Cindy’s neck. Cindy definitely felt the constriction on her throat, but held still, not wanting to get burned.

He then fired up a small torch and proceeded to solder the last link of the chain closed.

It only took a few seconds, and didn’t hurt Cindy at all. When it was complete, the Jeweler polished the new join, slid out the shield, and declared it finis.

With the necklace securely in place, Rob handed over his credit card, and while the proprietor was completing the payment transaction, he reached up, placing his hands on both sides of Cindy’s face, pulled her to him and gave her a passionate kiss. Coming up for air he said. “you are now truly mine; I own you, forever.”

Cindy wasn’t sure if she loved the idea or hated it. She was concerned that Rob was looking at her as a sex slave. A Latex, fetish sex slave? One thing she did fear is that everyone else would see the chain and believe her to be one. She wasn’t ready to deal with that. She didn’t really think she ever would be…

Looking into her eyes, he turned her to look into a nearby mirror. As she looked at her new jewelry, she realized that the chain, as big as it was, could easily be seen as just a snug choker. The sight made her a bit more comfortable with the thing.

With the purchase complete, they walked out of the store with Cindy’s new necklace feeling heavy and restrictive on her throat.

Not long after, they stopped for a rest and something to eat. As soon as they had settled into their chairs at a small table, Rob looked at her and said, “turn it around.” When she was slow to respond, Rob gave her a look that she knew indicated anger, so she reached up and swiveled her necklace around until the loose length of chain was in front, at her throat. Cindy was embarrassed as she knew that the dangling chain with its ring at the end could easily be interpreted as a leash. She still wasn’t ready to be a sex slave, but apparently Rob wasn’t going to allow her to have any choice in the matter.

The little leash dangled in front of her all through dinner, and during the walk back to the hotel. It added yet another mortification to her already humiliating appearance. As with everything else done to her, or forced upon her in the past weeks, it also turned her on, and had her pussy was dripping and begging for a good fucking.

When they got back to their room, Rob helped her undress, but of course the chain stayed in place. Out of habit, she had slipped on the mules as soon as the boots came off. Seeing her do so, Rob smiled.

She was sent off to get cleaned up and ready for her normal nightly latex outfit.

Back in the bedroom, in her mules, she accepted the night’s outfit with both excitement and a little dread. Even though she was becoming used to all the latex, and enjoyed the feel and compression immensely, the corset and boots were always difficult to live with. She was also starting to realize that Rob was requiring her to wear it always, day and night. How long would this continue, she thought.

Rob had laid out the black body suit. As she pulled it on, she noted that tonight the front vibrator plug was mounted in the crotch, but the rear one was missing. She knew what must be coming. It frightened her, but also interested her, she could feel her pussy getting wet as she thought of one more kink being crossed off her list, and she knew it was one of Rob’s too. She recalled thinking long ago that anal was disgusting and degrading, but with all they’d been doing over the past weeks, her inhibitions were almost totally gone – worn away in a sea of latex, plugs, vibrators and fantastic Escort Kızılcahamam orgasms. She also realized that with the gradual increase in the size of the plugs Rob had required her to wear over the last few days, taking him in her ass shouldn’t be too difficult or painful.

Another 30 minutes later she was fully dressed in her leather under-bust corset and her black hoof boots, all locked tightly in place. She was also wearing the black latex hood and she felt fully aroused and ready for all the sex she could handle.

Rob laid her on her back and reaching over to the night stand set her pussy’s vibrator to the medium speed. He then began hugging and kissing her passionately. They huddled on the bed for quite a while, all the time the vibrator, and Rob’s hands and body were working on Cindy. She was panting and purring like a cat. Obviously ready for a good screwing.

Finally, she begged “Rob, please take me, I’m going to explode if I don’t get an orgasm soon.”

“Oh, poor thing, are you ready to try it in your back door? I’ve been dreaming of it for a while now.”

With only a moment’s hesitation she responded. “Yes, please anything, I need to come, so badly.”

With that, Rob rolled her over and pulled her hips up into the air until she was fully on her knees, but her head and shoulders still on the bed. He unlocked the zipper on her crotch and opened it all the way up to her tailbone, to expose her exciting ass hole. It was open slightly after the last few days of stretching.

This is the degrading part, Cindy thought. Now I’m just a hole for him to use. I can’t see him or touch him. But I need this so badly…

Rob lubed his straining cock with one hand while he grabbed the remote and switched it to ‘high’ with the other.

Cindy moaned in response, and began bucking.

He then began pushing his cock into her slowly and gently, pushing in and pulling out, going farther in with each stroke.

Meanwhile Cindy was feeling the strange sensations. At first it felt like she was pooping. Then as the vibrations in her pussy distracted her, she was able to relax a little and the feelings from her behind started to feel better. She was also enthralled with the feelings of total submission to her man, that she had on occasion fantasized about.

She began playing with her neck chain, fiddling with it with her fingers. It seemed to calm her nerves, as it reminded her of her new-found desire to submit to her husband.

Cindy began feeling Rob’s hips hitting her ass cheeks with each stroke, and realized that he was fully inside her.

When he reached around and began tickling her clit she exploded into an orgasm. Panting and moaning, she was pushing back into him and riding his cock as it pumped in her ass.

After a minute Rob slowed down to allow her to come off her plateau and catch her breath. Then he resumed as he himself approached orgasm. He was loving the feeling of dominance, and the tightness of Cindy’s rear hole. He was over-joyed that she was enjoying this, and was preparing for his own mind-blowing orgasm. When he shot his load into her ass he was panting and moaning as she had been, moments ago. He shuddered like he was having a heart attack.

Rob’s orgasm tripped another one in Cindy. She had never heard him so excited, and that pushed her over the top, for a second time.

Soon thereafter Rob pulled out and collapsed onto the bed, next to Cindy who had flattened on her belly.

They were both spent in that pleasant, orgasmic afterglow.

Rob found the energy to turn Cindy’s vibrator down to low speed, just to keep her happy.

He was overjoyed not only in how good it had felt, but that Cindy seemed to enjoy it also.

Cindy was pleasantly surprised that she had survived the session without any negative feelings. She did feel the submissive emotions she had expected, but she was neither disgusted nor turned off by the experience. She lay blissfully in place on the bed.

Rob crawled out of bed and used the bathroom. When he came back, he broke the mood, “I’m sorry lover, but I think you need to clean up and then spend the night with me, without any latex.”

Cindy sighed, but understood that she would need to empty out Rob’s deposit before too long. So, she crawled out of bed. Rob stood up and unlocked and undressed her, leaving only the chain in place around her neck and hanging down her chest. When she bent to slip on her mules, Rob gave her a hard slap on the butt, making her squeal, and turn to fall into Rob’s arms for a wonderful kiss and hug.

After a while they broke apart and she stumbled into the bathroom where she followed her now normal procedure – enema, shower, hair and makeup. As she showered, working around the chain permanently affixed around her neck, she marveled that it too would be part of her life from now on.

She walked out in her mules, and for the first time in a week, crawled into bed totally naked.

She was flabbergasted when it struck her as weird to be in bed without a latex covering, corset, boots and hood. How could she miss those restrictive and uncomfortable components of her new slut life? She didn’t understand how, but she did miss them.

She was able to fall asleep, exhausted, cuddled in Rob’s arms, against his chest. She slept like a baby.

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After a long day, my wife, Lynn, and I crawl into bed and kiss and cuddle for a couple of minutes.

“Please give me a back rub, dear.”

“Of course, you know I love to pamper you.”

I get the massage oil out of the nightstand as Lynn rolls over on her stomach. I am really tired and wanted to go to sleep, but I do love to pamper Lynn and, as things stand, it is in my interest to be a good husband.

My wife Lynn and I are both in our mid 50’s. We have been married for about 7 years. While our sex life was great for the first few years of the marriage, the last few years have been rough. Lynn has been dealing with the change and had lost interest in sex. Fortunately, that seems to have changed and we started to rebuild our intimate relationships a few months back.

While we were working through our problems, I shared with Lynn my submissive fantasies. She knew I liked that she was a take-charge woman, but she did not realize the degree that I want her to take the upper hand in the bedroom. One of my fantasies was for Lynn to lock up my cock and have complete control over when and if I get any release. She was a little skeptical, but she was willing to explore this. It took some experimenting to work out the practical details, but now my cock is securely locked in a steel cage and only Lynn knows where the key is. Once or twice a month, she lets me out of the cage and I get to have intercourse with her. The rest of the time I find other ways to please her. We both are very happy with this arrangement or so I thought.

It has been almost a month since Lynn last unlocked me, so I want to give her a great massage. Maybe this weekend my dick can enjoy her pussy. I start at her shoulders and work on her tense muscles. Even though I was tired, I enjoy the opportunity to touch her. My cock is soon straining in its cage. This reminder that it is all about pleasing her just adds to my growing excitement. I continue working down her back as I do my best to help her deal with the stress of her day.

“Stephen, are you still happy with our new arrangement?”

“Yes, I love that you make me wait. It is so exhilarating to be horny all the time.”

“I like it, too. It is so nice to be able to ask you for what I want and not have to worry about reciprocating.”

By now, I am kneading her wonderful ass. I love her ass and it is such a thrill to be able to touch it.

“Kiss my asshole, Stephen!”

I lie down between her legs, spread her cheeks apart and flick my tongue over her back hole. I love to rim Lynn. I am excited and my hips automatically try to hump the bed. Of course, with the cage on my cock I don’t feel anything. I gently start to kiss her rear. My tongue explores her opening while I continue to caress her ass cheeks with my hands. I start to tongue fuck her ass. I enjoy the submissive overtones of pleasing her this way. The musky odor of her anus is an incredible turn on for me. My cock is straining in its cage.

After a few minutes of kissing and licking her ass, I run my finger through the folds of her cunt lips and tease her clit. She is wet and ready for sex.

“Oh, I love what you are doing!”

“I’m glad!”

“You’ve turned into such a good obedient slave, I mean husband.”

“I want to be your slave in bed, you know that!”

Lynn rolls over on her back. She takes a hold of my hair and shoves my face into her cunt. I lick her cunt and her clit for a few minutes as she moans her pleasure. I take my fingers and fuck her with them while I work on her clit with my tongue. Her hips are moving back and forth in excitement and she is moaning. Suddenly, she pushes me away.

“Get the big dildo!”

I retrieve her favorite vibrator and hand it to her. She turns it on high and rubs it back and forth over her clit and up and down her slit. I lie next to her and play with her tits the way that turns her on – I am kissing and biting one nipple while I pinch her other nipple hard. Lynn works the dildo into her cunt and starts to fuck herself with it.

“How would you feel if that was another man fucking my horny pussy?”

“You know that idea excites me!”

I had also shared with Lynn my fantasy of her having other lovers. I guess it is part of my submissive nature, but the idea of her giving herself to other men has always turned me on. She had always said she would not go there. It was a surprise to me that she mentioned the idea. My cock ached as it tried to grow even larger as the thought of a real cock pumping in and out of her pussy filled my imagination.

“Fuck me! Fuck me harder you stud!!”

Lynn eyes are tightly closed like she is somewhere else. She moves the vibrator to her clit and in a couple of minutes she tenses up. I love the way Lynn looks when she is about to come. I continue to play with her tits until she yells in pleasure.

We lay together for a few minutes. She rolls on her side and I put away the vibrator and the oil. I crawl under the covers and spoon her. I am frustrated, horny and completely content. Usually, Lynn falls fast asleep, but tonight Nallıhan Escort she is still awake.

“Stephen, sometimes a woman wants to be taken and used by a domineering man.”

“I can understand that. Do you want me to make love to you that way sometimes?”

“No, I don’t want you that way. I love that you are my sex slave. Maybe I should have a lover to fuck me that way, but I don’t want to hurt us.”

My cock is rock hard again as soon as she said this. My heart starts beating quickly as I am struck with three waves of emotion: excitement that maybe, just maybe, my other fantasy will come true, pain that she does not see me as a strong dominant lover, and jealousy that another man might get to enjoy her body. Strange, but the jealousy is also part of the excitement.

“I told you that you could have other lovers as long as I know about it. I mean that.”

“I have to think about this. I love you so much.”

“I love you, too. Good night.”

I hold Lynn close. I try to sleep, but my mind is filled with images of Lynn being taken in various ways by a big strong cowboy. Eventually, I fall asleep.

The next couple of days nothing is said about the conversation of the previous night. I have trouble concentrating at times because I keep imagining various scenarios of Lynn with other guys. What would he look like? What would they do together? How would it affect us? Lynn also seems lost in thought, so I am sure that the comments have not been forgotten.

On Wednesday evening, Lynn asks me to come into the living room because she wants to talk. I am nervous because this usually means I am in trouble for something, but this time I am hoping that she wants to resume the conversation that we started the other night.

“Stephen, do you remember what we were talking about the other night, the idea of other men?”

“Absolutely, I have had trouble thinking about anything else!”

“Me, too. I wanted to talk about it when we are not in the midst of sex. Are you still open to the idea?”

“Well, it is scary but mainly exciting. I am willing to try it as long as you are open about what you are doing.”

“You realize that this does not mean that you can have other women! I know that is unfair.”

“I don’t want other women and the fact that it is unfair is part of the appeal for me. I am turned on by you taking charge and being selfish.”

“I don’t want to ruin what we have between us.”

“Can we just agree that if it is not working for either of us, that they just have to say so and we will go back to normal, no questions asked.”

“That sounds like a plan to me.”

“So are you seriously thinking about other men?”

“Well, there is a specific man I have been thinking about.”

“Tell me about him!”

I can hardly believe this. It might actually happen! I have a moment of doubt. Do I really want Lynn to be with another man? My cock answers the question for me by getting rock hard in its cage. I also find myself genuinely excited for Lynn.

“Well, I met him at Weight Watchers. He flirts with me while I wait to weigh in. The last couple of weeks he has joined me when I go to Starbuck’s for my after meeting treat. We chat and he keeps touching me. I really enjoy the attention and want him to touch me even more. He is almost at his goal weight and is really good looking. I hate to admit it, but I often think about him when I am with you.”

“Were you imagining that he was fucking you when you were doing yourself with the dildo the other night?”

“Yes, I wanted it to really be him so bad!”

The jealousy hits me like a ton of bricks, but I can’t help but be excited for Lynn. She deserves the attention.

“What do you know about him?”

“Well, his name is Jim. He has his own accounting business. His wife died a year ago and he really misses the sex. We talked about sex last time.”

“What did you tell him about us?”

“I told him that I am married to a sweet guy that I love very much.”

“Did you talk about our sex life?”

“I told him that you like to be submissive to me. He told me that he feels that the man should call the shots in bed. It made me horny to think about him ordering me around.”

“OK, I can see that you really want Jim.”

“Yes, I want him desperately. I want to spread my legs for him so that he can have his way with me, but I still want to come home to you and have you pamper me. I know that is selfish, but it is what I want.”

I take a deep breath. I know that if we go forward, things will be different.

“I want you to have what you want and I love it that you are being selfish. Just continue to be open with me. How are you going to move this along?”

“He asked me over to his place for dinner this Saturday. I told him that I would have to think about it and he gave me his phone number. He is expecting a call tonight.”

“Sounds like you need to call him and set up your date!”

“Actually, you need to call him. He doesn’t want to mess with our relationship Nallıhan Escort Bayan so he wants to be sure that you know about our date and are OK with it.”

This is a shock. My first reaction is to refuse out of male pride. Then I realize that this really is part of my fantasy. The humiliation of asking another man to court my wife, to give her what I can’t, feels right in ways that I cannot describe.

“OK. What is his number?”

She hands me a piece of paper with his phone number and directions to his house. My heart is pounding and my mouth is dry as I dial the number.

“Hello, Jim? This is Stephen, Lynn’s husband.”

“Hello, I am glad that you called.”

“Lynn just wanted me to tell you that she is looking forward to her date with you on Saturday.”

“Good, and you are OK with this, too?”

“I want Lynn to be happy, so yes.”

“You do realize that she will be staying the night and I will be using her for my pleasure, don’t you.”

“Uh, yes. I assumed that from the way Lynn talked about you two.”

“Tell Lynn that you should bring her to my place at 6.”

“OK.”

“Also, tell her that I want her to buy new lingerie. I want her to wear intimates that are just for me. Understand?

“Yes, I will tell her.”

“Good, I am going to enjoy using your wife as my fuck toy! Goodbye, Stephen.”

Lynn had been listening to the conversation. She smiled when Jim mentioned the new lingerie and squeezed my hand when she heard the fuck toy comment. I was startled by his last comment. It felt like a blow to the gut to hear him talk about my wife as his toy but it also really fulfilled by need to be submissive and felt right.

“Thank you, Stephen. I love you so much. I guess I need to go shopping.”

I think about how much I enjoy buying intimates for Lynn The idea of buying her lingerie to wear on her date is very arousing.

“Please, may I take you shopping? I want to buy you new clothes for Jim. I can’t explain why, but I want to help you get ready for your date.”

Lynn looks surprised and thinks about it.

“No, this is private between me and Jim.”

Lynn pulls me close to her and puts her hand on my caged cock while we kiss.

“Give me your credit card because you are going to pay for my new lingerie for Jim.”

“OK. Don’t worry about the cost. I want you to feel good about how you look for Jim.”

I get out my credit card and hand it to Lynn. She gives me another kiss and pinches my nipples. She knows that always gets me horny, not that I am not desperately horny already.

“I want to come, so let’s go upstairs!”

When we get up to the bedroom, she takes on a very dominant air.

“Strip, Stephen! I want to see you cock straining to get out of it cage.”

I take off my clothes as fast as I can. When I am naked, I walk over to Lynn and we embrace briefly before she steps back.

“Undress me, slowly.”

I reach out and start to unbutton her blouse. After each button, I kiss her newly exposed skin. I am trying to focus on Lynn, but my mind keeps thinking about how Jim may be doing this soon. I step around behind her and unhook her bra. I pull her bra straps off her shoulders. As the bra drops to the floor, I reach around her and cup her breasts in my hands.

“Stephen, I hope you realize that I am imaging Jim undressing me.”

“So am I.”

I start pinching her nipples and kissing the back of her neck.

“Aren’t you jealous that Jim is going to enjoy me?”

“Yes, I am jealous, but that just adds to my excitement.”

I move my hands down to her jeans, undo the button and pull down the zipper. I am still behind her and get down on my knees. I start to pull her jeans off her hips and down her legs. She steps out of her jeans. She is wearing a thong, so I lovingly kiss her ass cheeks. After a minute, I lightly stroke her cunt through the thin layer of fabric.

“I want you to eat me NOW!”

She quickly pulls off her thong and lies back on the bed. I crawl between her legs and bring my mouth to her cunt and start to kiss and suck on it the way I know that she likes. She grabs a handful of my hair to hold me in place and let’s out a moan of pleasure.

“You really want Jim to fuck my pussy?”

I briefly stop lick to say, “Yes!”

Lynn pulls my face away from her cunt.

“Tell me why you want that!”

I pause because I am not sure how to explain it, but then I just blurt out my dark desires.

“I want you to get fucked long and hard with a manly cock because you deserve it and I can’t do that for you! I want you to show me that you call the shots by fucking anyone that you want while insisting that I am faithful to you! I want you to humiliate me by telling me how much more virile Jim is than I could ever be! I want to be your sex slave and for you to be my ruthless queen!”

Lynn shoves my face back into her pussy.

“Make me come, slave!”

I resume my kissing and sucking. After a few minutes, Lynn is starting to moan Escort Nallıhan and rocks her hips. My tongue focuses on her clit while I finger fuck her with a couple of fingers.

“Yes, Jim. Fuck me, Jim! Use me, Jim!”

It excites me to know that she is thinking about her soon to be lover. I continue what I am doing and am soon rewarded as I can tell that she about to orgasm.

“Jim! Jim! Oh, Jim!”

Lynn pushes my face away from her cunt. I move up beside her. She rolls on her side and I spoon her. I cup her breast in my hand the way that she likes and she gently holds my hand in place.

“I love you, Stephen. I am really going to enjoy giving you what you asked for.”

“I love you, too.”

We spoon and Lynn nestles her ass up against my rock hard caged cock. I yearn for the cage to come off so that I can at least enjoy the wonderful sensation of my naked dick pressed between her ass cheeks. I know that is not to be and the fact that I can’t even have that simple pleasure just feeds my submissive side. In minutes, Lynn is contentedly asleep. It takes me awhile to calm down. My mind is reveling in the closeness of spooning my wife. Do I really want to share her with another man? Even as I ask myself that question, I know that strangely the answer is yes. I want to be her loving slave and only want what will make her happiest. Eventually, I fall asleep.

The next couple of days are superficially very normal. Neither of us says anything about the upcoming weekend. The only thing out of the ordinary is that when I come home from work on Friday, the credit card that I gave Lynn is on my nightstand with a post-it note that says “Jim will love them!” in Lynn distinctive handwriting. My cock instantly tries to grow in its cage as I think about Lynn spending my money to please her lover.

On Saturday morning, we get up and are having a leisurely breakfast. Lynn is reading the paper and I am doing the crossword. It is all completely normal until Lynn puts down her paper and hands me a shopping list.

“I have an appointment with Cissy to get my hair done this morning. I told her that I have a date tonight and want to look special. While I am gone, I want you to do the grocery shopping.”

Cissy is a long-time close friend of Lynn in addition to being her hairdresser. I know that they talk about a lot of personal stuff, but I wasn’t sure how much she had told her about my submissive side.

“Does she know about Jim?”

“She knows that he flirts with me and that I find him attractive. I can’t wait to tell her that you are OK with me dating him. She will be so excited for me. She has always told me to take advantage of your submissive side!”

I feel of stab of humiliation at the thought of Cissy knowing about my submissive side, but my cock responds by getting hard at the thought of our secret getting out to Lynn’s friends.

“Take a look over the list to make sure it is all clear.”

I look down the list. It is just usual grocery store stuff until I get to the bottom of the list.

“Rug Doctor?”

“Yes, I want you to clean the carpets in the house while I am at Jim’s. It has been awhile, and I want to know that you are being a good slave while Jim uses me.”

I am not sure about this. There is a part of me that rebels at the idea of being treated like a mere house servant. The submissive part, though, loves the idea and the submissive side always wins.

“Uh… I guess it would be good to have something to do while you are gone.”

“After you get back from shopping, I want you to do the usual weekend chores, mow the lawn, clean the pool and such. You know the drill. Don’t take too long, though. I want you to help me get ready for my date.”

My heart jumps in excitement at the idea of prepping her for her date and getting to see the special lingerie that she bought.

“How do you want me to help?”

“I want you to do my nails. You are so good at that. When you are done with that, you can start on the carpets until it is time to drive me over to Jim’s place.”

I am crushed that I am not going to get to see her new lingerie, but I do like the idea of doing something to get her ready for her new lover.

“OK, that sounds like a plan. I guess I better get to the supermarket.”

I work my way through the shopping largely until it is time to rent the Rug Doctor. I keep thinking about what Lynn and Jim might be doing while I am using this. The clerk is clearly puzzled about why I am so distracted. I get home and put away the groceries. I try not to think about Lynn and Cissy chatting and laughing about me. I wonder what Cissy thinks about me, a husband who would let another man date his wife. It is a delicious humiliation to think that my wife is outing my darkest fantasy to her friend at that very moment.

After the groceries are put away, I head to the back yard. I mow the grass and do some trimming of a couple of the bushes that are getting out of control. When that is done, I start on cleaning the pool. As I work on that, I wonder what is taking Lynn so long. A cut and style doesn’t usually take this long. I also imagine Lynn and Jim skinny-dipping together in our pool. I can see them touching each other as they turn each other on. One image keeps leaping to my mind. Lynn wraps her arms and legs around Jim while he shoves his manly dick into her.

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It was a rather warm day in Virginia again, which by itself, isn’t unusual. What made this day different was that it allowed me to meet a most charming younger woman named Lilly.

I’m an older man, in my late fifties and most women don’t look at me twice. It’s not that I’m unattractive; I have been told that I am easy on the eyes and that I don’t look my age. I’m a big guy, six foot three and two hundred thirty five pounds. I have long hair and a beard that I keep neatly trimmed.

I was in a grocery store on this particular day, looking at the fresh fruit and vegetables, trying to decide which kind of melon I wanted to buy. I happen to look up and standing next to me was a good-looking woman dressed in a pair of shorts that showed off her ass to its best advantage. She was short, maybe five foot four or so and had ash blond hair that fell over her shoulders. I couldn’t help myself as I noticed her breasts were round and full, maybe a forty C cup. I could tell that she wasn’t wearing a bra and it appeared that she didn’t need one either. What really caught my eye though, were the two small wet spots on her blouse that were in front of her obliviously large nipples.

I have this thing, this fetish I guess you could say, about a woman that’s nursing. I have dreamt about being able to suck on a lactating woman’s tits as we made love. Maybe it goes back to my childhood and the fact that I didn’t nurse as a baby; I don’t know.

I nodded my head in greeting and she smiled at me and went back to checking out the produce. I had to try and get to know her; I just had too. I watched her as she bent over to pick up an orange and as she did, I was rewarded with a look down her blouse. Oh my God, her tits looked great. I could see all the way to her nipple and just as I had suspected, it was large and damp looking.

She held the orange up and looked at her chest and back at the orange. She shook her head and laughed lightly.

“Could I bother you for your opinion about something?” She asked out of the blue.

“Sure, how can I help you?” I replied.

“My husband said that my boobs weren’t as big as an orange and I decided that I was going to see for myself.”

“Well, it looks like your breast is bigger but it’s hard to tell with that blouse on.”

I put my hand on top of the orange she was holding and gently squeezed it.

“This is the only sure way for me to tell which is larger.” I said looking right into her beautiful green eyes. She looked at me for a minute or two and then smiled and looked around her to see if anyone was nearby. Seeing no one, she undid the top two buttons of her blouse and pulled it aside, exposing one of her breasts to my gaze.

“I have no idea why I’m doing this; I mean I don’t even know you or anything.” She said, as she looked around again.

“Allow me to introduce myself then, I’m George.”

Well, George, it’s good to meet you as well. My names, Lilly.”

It felt kind of strange shaking her hand while her tit was out, but that’s the way it was and we were both struck by the absurdity of it all and laughed.

“Well, are you going to touch my boob and check or what?” She asked as her smile widened.

I slowly reached towards her chest and placed my large hand around her breast and squeezed lightly and by doing so a drop of milk slid out and dripped off the end of her nipple and into the palm of my hand.

“Oh God, it’s wonderful.” I whispered to myself but she must have heard me.

“You mean you like it? You like my full of milk tit?”

“God yes, I love it.” I replied to her, as I caught myself licking my lips.

“Is it bigger than an orange, George?”

“Much bigger, Lilly, and it feels so very full and heavy.” I said, as I wiped my brow.

“George, may I ask you something?”

“Yes, anything, Lilly.”

“I’m going to be honest with you, George. I’m not attracted to you, I mean your nice looking and all but, I have this recurring fantasy of having an affair with an older man; especially one that seems to like a woman that’s got tits full of milk. I’m not asking you to have sex with me but I find it very stimulating to have my tits sucked. You see it’s Keçiören Escort been a while and they’re full and starting to hurt me from the pressure. I could use your help in relieving some of that pressure, if you’re interested that is. Are you?”

I stood there in front of her with my mouth open in surprise. She closed her blouse and looked at me, her eyebrows arched as she waited for my response.

“Yes, very interested, Lilly. I just live around the corner from here and we could go over to my house if you want.”

She thought for a moment and looked down at her left hand and the wedding ring on her finger. I saw her slip it off and put it into her purse.

“Ok, for the next hour or so, I’m not married and you’re just going to do me a favor, right?”

“Yes, that’s right” I said in my most friendly manner.

“Lead on then, Mr. George.”

We left the store without making any purchases and started to my truck. Some clouds had covered the sun and it was actually pleasant outside. We decided to walk the short distance to my house. We passed the short time with idle chitchat, never bringing up why we were going to my house and what we were going to do once we arrived.

I couldn’t believe my luck. After all these years I was going to actually get to live my fantasy and with a young good-looking woman like Lilly to boot. My thought’s whirled around in my brain as we walked and I looked over towards Lilly and saw her breast’s bouncing with every step. I felt my cock start to stiffen and tried to will it back into submission, but unfortunately, without much success I’m afraid.

Arriving at my house I unlocked the front door and let Lilly enter before me. She walked in and looked around, noticing all the framed photographs of women adorning the walls and the lack of clutter in my living room. I led her to my couch and she sat down, leaned back and crossed her legs.

“So Mr. George, tell me how you want to do this? Do you want me to just unbutton my blouse or should I take it off for you?”

“Oh God, Lilly, please, take it off.”

She uncrossed her legs and sat straight on the couch. Her fingers went to her buttons but her eyes never left my face, watching my reactions, as I waited for her to remover her blouse. She teased me by pulling one side of her blouse away from her breast and then covering that one and uncovering the other. She finally bared both of her beautiful breasts at the same time and then removed her blouse completely.

I just stared at her chest; her milk-swollen tits were right in front of me and watched as she cupped them in her hand and offered them to me. I sat down on the coffee table in front of the couch and put my knees between her legs.

“Suck my titty, George. Suck my milky titty.” I leaned forward and slowly took her breast in my hand, my tongue flicking across her nipple and then sliding around her areole until I finally allowed my mouth to cover her nipple and began to suck.

I was in heaven and I think that she was enjoying my suckling too. She put her hand on the back of my head and drew me to her; a soft sigh escaping her mouth as I lightly bit and teased her nipple. I felt her milk begin to run out of her tit and into my waiting mouth. I sucked and touched and played with her tit to my hearts content. Like I said, I was in heaven.

When I had sucked all her milk from the one breast, she switched me to the other. I happen to glance down and noticed a wet spot on the crotch of her shorts and figured that this was a turn on for her as well. I kept sucking and she held my head tighter to her breast and her wet spot was growing on her shorts.

I had no intention of doing anything other that what she had asked me to do, but seeing her wet crotch; I couldn’t resist and put my hand against it. I heard a sharp intake of breath, surprise perhaps, and then she pushed her hips against my hand and moaned into my ear.

I could feel her heat through her shorts as my fingers rubbed along the outside of her pussy. Her moans increased and she pushed herself harder against my hand. I tried to slip a finger inside one of the legs of her shorts, but the material Keçiören Escort Bayan was too tight against her skin. She didn’t say a word but stood up and undid her shorts and pushed them down around her ankles and sat back down. She opened her legs again and took my hand and pressed it against her very wet and warm pussy.

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As my hand made contact with her pussy, I heard her take a breath and she sighed deeply.

“Oh, George, that feels so good. You’ve made me so hot sucking my tits, now put your fingers inside my pussy and make me cum.”

I slid two of my fingers up and down her wet slit, stopping to rub her enlarged clit. Her breath was coming in small gasps and her eyes were closed as I played with her wet pussy. I pressed my hand against her mound and her pussy lips parted, allowing her juices to seep onto my hand. I asked her to open her eyes and she watched me as I brought my juice-covered fingers to my mouth and sucked her essence from them. She moaned deep in her throat and opened her legs as wide as she could with her shorts and panties still around her ankles. Not satisfied, she finally kicked them off her feet and brought her ass closer to the edge of the couch.

My cock was as hard as I could remember and it was uncomfortable in my pants but I didn’t want to stop what I was doing to her just yet. I slipped two fingers into her hot hole and began to finger fuck her. She moaned again and her hips pushed hard against my fingers trying to drive them further inside her. I added another finger and soon was fingering her cunt with three of my large fingers deep inside her pussy.

She took one of her tits and forced its nipple into my mouth and told me to suck it hard while I fingered her. I could taste her milk as it ran freely into my mouth and I swallowed all she had to offer.

My fingers were moving in and out of her pussy, my thumb was flicking her clit with every insertion and she was almost climbing the walls with ecstasy. Her legs slammed shut and she shuddered, throwing herself back against the rear of the couch.

“Oh God, I’m going to cum,” she said, “I’m cumming with your fingers in my cunt, George.”

Her juices ran out of her wet pussy and coated my fingers and hand to the wrist. My cock was so restricted in my pants that I couldn’t stand it another second. I stood quickly and unbuckled my belt and dropped my jeans and underwear to my feet, my rigid cock standing at attention in front of her surprised face.

She placed her hand slowly around my shaft and started jacking me off. Her head suddenly dipped forward and the tip of my cock disappeared inside her mouth. I placed my hands on my hips and thrust my cock forward, urging her to take all she could, deep into her mouth. She had her other hand kneading and tugging at her stiff nipple on one of her milk-swollen tits and small streams of milk were trickling out and dropping onto her legs.

I couldn’t hold back any longer and told her I was going to cum at any second. She pulled her mouth away and kept jacking me in a steady fast rhythm, my cock pointed right at her swollen titties.

“Cum on my titties, George.” She cried, “Shoot you’re hot cum right on my milk-filled tits and cover them with your sperm.”

My balls contracted and I felt a spasm from my twitching cock as the first white blobs of cum flew across space and splattered against her milk-swollen tits. She used her other hand to rub the cum all around her tits and as each new spurt landed on her, she quickly rubbed it in as well.

My knees felt weak and I placed my hands on top of her head to keep from falling over; it felt so good to have shot my load like that, all over her tits.

I got on my knees in front of her and using my hand, gently pushed her back against the couch. Her legs were still wide open and as I lowered my head towards her lap, I saw her eyes close in anticipation of what I was going to do to her next.

There’s really nothing quite like the first time you put your face up to a woman’s pussy and inhale her wonderful scent; the musky and earthy scent that can drive a man wild with lust and Lilly’s pussy Escort Keçiören was no exception.

Unlike most women, her pussy was a wonderful shade of brown and with her desire-swollen lips parted; I could see that her pussy juice was slowly leaking from her hole.

“Oh yes, yes, George, fuck me with your tongue.” She moaned. “Eat my pussy till I cum on your face.”

With my fingers, I pulled her love lips apart then gently placed the whole of my mouth over her pussy and licked at her wet slit. Lilly moaned in delight as my tongue forced its way inside her gaping lips to the soft wetness within. She raised her knees higher as I lapped at her slit; tasting her juices which seemed to be pouring out from her. Lilly tasted completely different from other women, she was much sweeter and she seemed to produce much more fluid as I licked at her. I sucked on her long pussy lips and nibbled on her clit. As I did so, I looked up and saw that Lilly was playing with her own tits and was pinching her stiff nipples, rolling them between her thumb and forefinger with her milk dripping from the tips.

I concentrated on sucking and licking Lilly’s clit and as she massaged her breasts, it did not take long before her whole body shuddered, her hips lifted and she let out a long, low moan as she came. Her cum coated my mouth and chin with her wet sticky love juices and I wiped it off with my hand and sucked more of her essence from my fingers.

My cock had become hard again and I took it in my hand a started to slowly stroke it in front of Lilly.

“Do you want to fuck me, George?” She asked. “Do you want to stick that cock of yours deep in my cunt and fuck me hard?”

“Oh God, yes!” I exclaimed.

“Bring it on then, Mr. George.” She said as she patted her pussy with her hand and smiled at me.

I placed the head of my cock against her wet slit and rubbed it up and down several times, coating it with her juice. I found the entrance to her core and slowly slid my hard cock inside her. She scooted further down on the couch allowing my cock to go deeper in her pussy.

“Does that feel good?”

“Oh, yes, it sure does, George, your filling my small pussy with your big cock.”

“God, you have a tight pussy.” I said, as I picked up my pace and started to stuff my cock deep in her cunt.

“Mmmmm, it feels so good when you push deep in me. Do it harder now, George.”

I could feel my balls slapping against the cheeks of her ass as my cock repeatedly went in and out of her cunt. I leaned forward and took a nipple in my mouth, sucking hard on it. Milk streamed from her nipple, filling my mouth with her warm, sweet tit milk.

“Fuck me harder, George, fuck me,” she urged, “I’m close Baby, I’m so close.”

My cock felt ready to explode, her tight cunt was making it feel extremely good and I knew it wouldn’t be much longer before I came.

“Oh, oh, ohhhh, Give it to me, George, cum for me, baby, shoot your cum in my pussy when your ready.”

I let go of her nipple and drove my cock as far inside her pussy as I could push it. She wrapped her legs around my waist and pulled me closer still. I knew it was starting when my balls tingled and contracted, my cum was on its way.

“Now, Lilly, I’m cumming now.” I said, as thick streams of cum shot out of my cock and coated the insides of her hungry pussy.

“Oh God, it feels so fucking good.” I said. “I don’t ever want to stop.”

“I’m cumming too, Baby, ohhhh, God!” Lilly shouted, as her hips bucked back and forth.

I felt, rather than saw, her juices flow out of her pussy and drip down onto my balls, covering them with her creamy cum.

“That was so hot.” I told her, as I withdrew my cock and rubbed it over her clit; the last traces of my spunk dripping off the tip. “I haven’t cum like that in years.”

“I haven’t had a fuck that good in a long time either, George and to tell you the truth, I want you to fuck me some more just as soon as you can.”

I looked at her and smiled and then drew her to me and kissed her for the first time; my tongue searching for hers. She responded to my kiss and then placed her hand on my cock and started to stroke me slowly, each stroke bringing new life flowing into it.

She got off the couch and then getting on her hands and knees beside me, reached between her legs and guided my cock into her pussy.

“Fuck me like this, George.” She said, as she drove her ass back against me, impaling herself on my cock.

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Jane worked for a company on the floor above mine. I was a marketing rep and she held a similar position at her company but she was involved in the medical field I dealt with pretty boring consumer products. We had met on the elevator a few times before we finally went for lunch together and then on a few dates.

We were both single. Well she was widowed and I was divorced. A result of my philandering ways. It cost me plenty but I had moved past it and I believed my ex, Sharon, had also, as we were still friendly though saw each other rarely.

Jane, like me, was her early 40’s and we seemed to click on many levels. We enjoy the theater, dancing, rock and roll music, dining out and hot sex. We loved trying new things in the bedroom and would often tie and tease each other until the wee hours of the morning.

I still dated a couple of others and thought that she was doing the same. I mean we never discussed being exclusive so why not. It would not have bothered me if she did. I guess men and women just don’t think the same way about those things.

Halloween was coming and I agreed to go with Jane to her friends party. She said she had our costumes picked out and although she would not let me know what they were I was to take the day off from work and be at her house at noon to start preparing. Always up for a fun party I had no problem with that. I knew she would come up with something fun for us.

Jane was a statuesque red haired beauty. At 5’10 with long hair and a great gym fit body was the envy of most men and women that gazed upon her. I was only 5’7′ with a decent build but could afford to drop a few pounds. I was a good looking guy but most women considered me “cute” as opposed to handsome. I more than made up for what I lacked in the manly looks dept. by my great personality and wit. As a holdover from my days in a rock band years before I still had my shoulder length hair and and was a fairly accomplished musician.

I arrived at Jane’s’ on Halloween day as expected finding her in a silky sheer nightgown with a tiny g-string panty underneath. She handed me a robe and told me to strip and put it on, which I wasted no time doing as my 7 inches hardened at the sight of her. She lit a nice joint rolled from her medical pot and we had a glass of wine. She told me we were going to shower together before continuing our day.

Pleasantly stoned I followed her to her bedroom where I took off my robe and we embraced for a deep kiss. She then disrobed as I gazed upon her beauty. Pointing to my hard cock she told me to forget it as there would be plenty of time to use it later. She handed me a blindfold saying she wanted me to just feel the pleasure as we showered. She led me into the bathroom and helped me into the tub.

I was still excited thinking about how hot and kinky this day was starting and how great it promised to be. She told me to put my hands up over my head and before I knew it she had them secure in handcuffs she had placed around the shower head. No wonder she wanted be blindfolded. The water was freezing at first when she turned it on causing a yelp from me and my cock to shrink before it started to warm up a couple minutes later.

The water went off and I felt fer hands caressing me. Spreading shower gel all over me from chest to toe. Lovingly spreading it around my chest and crotch. Bringing my cock hard once again. With a hard slap to my ass she reminded me I didn’t have her permission to get hard again.

“Don’t go anywhere darling, I will be right back.”

“Yes my lady.”

I waited and waited and started to feel a burning tingle all over my body. Jane finally returned and put the joint to my lips and with a laugh, told me to suck. I took a deep hit and she unbuckled the blindfold and turned on the water. As I exhaled I watched what little body hair I had wash down the drain as Jane stepped in and unlocked my handcuffs. We slowly washed each other and I made my way to my knees and licked her beautiful cunt and clit until she could no longer hold back and her delicious juices filled my mouth.

“OK my smooth lover time to dry off.”

We dried each other in fluffy pink towels and went back to the bedroom.

“So what are the costumes for tonight honey, you haven’t told me yet.”

Pulling some items from her closet she said, “jeans and leather shirt, some leather chaps and these boots, I am going as a biker.”

“Wow that looks pretty hard core. And what about me?”

“You dear are going to be my biker chick, my hot wife. A loving slut to your hot biker dude. And you are going to do a great job of it without complaint. Wanna know why? Of course you do. Because when its done you are gonna have such incredibly hot sex. Such unbelievably amazing sex. It will be like the worlds gonna end tomorrow and its the last sex you will ever have and it will be so fucking awesome you will never forget it. That’s why!”

“Wow you really seemed to have put a lot of energy into this. How can I refuse an offer like that? Mamak Escort So where’s my outfit?”

“You don’t get to see it yet. Get dressed in your clothes we gotta go out for a bit to do some prep work. When we get back I will dress you.”

After dressing she led us to her car and we soon pulled into a small strip center not far from her home. We got out and she led me into her regular beauty salon Curl Up & Dye. Upon entering I saw it was quite busy being Halloween. All the stylists were in costume. Kittens, Lions, an Oktoberfest waitress, Freddy. Jane was greeted and led to a hair stylists chair. I was led to the nail area.

For the next 2 hours I was pampered and prettified. After a wonderful pedicure and foot massage my toe nails were a deep bright red My fingers were next and as they were started Jane came back over. She was still wearing the tunic top and leggings she had worn here but now her long red hair looked a greasy mess of red and black. Her face sported a professionally applied mustache and shaggy beard. Her brows were bushy and over grown.

“What do you think Phil?”

I was shocked but told her it was amazing but wasn’t it a bit much for a party at a friends house. As she was explaining that it was also a charity fundraiser and had a $1000.00 prize and special gift for the winners, I noticed the nail tech adding length to my nails.

“What are you doing to my nails? That looks really long?”

Mi-Lin, the nail tech said they were acrylic extensions. She said she would cut them down before finishing them off. Jane told her that 1/2″ would be fine. Mi-Lin soon finished and my now very long very strong nails matched my red toes. Except my ring fingers that had a sparkle coat added to them. She said it was called party nails.

I was taken to the shampoo area and my hair was washed as I looked at my nails with some concern. When I was soon seated in my stylists chair the lady next to me said. “”Wow you are very brave to get nails like that. Those acrylics last for weeks.”

I called out for Jane but was told she went next door to the convenience store to get some snacks. The chair was tilted back and the stylist started combing and cutting my brows shorter with a tiny brush and scissor. She soon applied some warm wax and pressed a strip of cloth down on it. Ripping it free it felt like my brows were totally torn away. She reassured me they weren’t and did the other eye. I was told how much better they looked and reminded they would grow back soon.

I didn’t realize how much Jane wanted to win this contest and decided that the promise of that nights sex would be worth it to just go along with it without complaint.

I was turned away from the mirror and saw Jane return. As my hairstyle was beginning to take shape she handed me a drink and said how hot my nails and brows were. She couldn’t wait for me to be finished. I did ask about the permanency of the nails and she just said I could cut them off when we were done.

As my stylist finished and turned me to the mirror I was shocked to see my shoulder length hair was now cut in a very feminine bob. Not really long enough to pull back into a ponytail as I preferred and no way to hide the very sexy lady’s style. I was disappointed by knowing I would have to cut my hair off before going back to work.

“With that look I think you will now be called Felicia. We can’t really call you Phil anymore can we?”

So with my feminized face and men’s clothes, and Jane in her feminine clothes and bearded face we headed back to Jane’s place. Into her bedroom we went and our clothes were quickly off as she directed my mouth to her pussy. She was so hot and moist I felt like I was in heaven as I licked and caressed her clit and brought her off multiple times. She only yelled at me twice for poking her with my now much longer nails. She finally had enough and we quickly went and rinsed off in the shower.

She pulled a box from the closet saying it was time for me to dress. She handed me something called a gaff and told me to put it on and it would hold me smooth. I was too stiff to tuck myself in the way she said and she came over to help me out.

She held my dick and told me to look up. As I did she took the flat side of her hairbrush and smacked it down on my cock. 3 hard strikes and I was howling in pain. But it did the job and she got me tucked tight, telling me to be a good little slut and behave. Next was a black panty girdle with red trim and 6 garters hanging down from it. This was even tighter than the gaff and now I looked as smooth as any natural female.

“Isn’t this a bit much? After-all I will have a skirt on too ya know.”

She started rubbing my smooth crotch making me breath hard as she whispered softly in my ear. “You are my little biker bitch tonight, Felicia, and you will do what you are told or be treated like one starting now. I suggest you save your energy for the party.”

“Yes Miss Jane.”

And I think you better Mamak Escort Bayan start calling me Lou. That way you will have enough practice not to make a mistake later.

“Yes I like that Lou’s Bitch. Lol.”

Fishnet stockings were next and they were attached by 3 garters each. I realized going to the bathroom later would be difficult. Lou then produced a black and red corset that matched the panty girdle. She fitted it around me and laced it up so I thought I wouldn’t be able to breath. I was instructed to take small breaths into the top of my chest and I would be OK. The bit of flab I did have on my front pushed up and completely filled the B-cup bra built into the corset. I would have plenty of cleavage to show of tonight it appeared.

A short denim skirt was buttoned around my waist. Little bits of fringe tickled my legs. Some tacky rings and necklaces, some bangles on my wrists and huge hoop earrings were next. Then came the shoes. Fuck me red pumps with a 4 inch heel. She slid them on my feet and wrapped the ankle straps around and buckled them. Then Lou pulled out a couple of padlocks and locked them on.

“You better get up and start practicing your slut walk now bitch.”

Lou pulled out another joint. Saying she would do my makeup after she dressed she started to dress herself. I saw her pulling straps up her legs and then fit a realistic looking dildo into it. One end was gently placed to give her the most enjoyment and then the 8 inch cock hung out like the real thing. She pulled on a pair of boxers before a pair of men’s jeans and biker boots. Next she used a sports wrap to compress her breasts as much as possible as she has a beautiful C-cup chest.

Over this went a men’s denim styled leather shirt and a leather vest. I was so hot from watching her as I stumbled around trying to learn to walk again. There was no way I could get hard trussed the way I was. Dammit!

She finally had me sit and started on my make up. When I was done I had waterproof mascara (she said she didn’t want it to run later), Blue eye shadow and dark liner extending well past my eyes. My lips matched my nails and she said the lipstick was good for 24 hours.

I looked in the mirror and saw a total slut looking back. The typical television biker bitch and next to me was my biker dude Lou. Someone would have to go a long way to beat us tonight.

We had some light snacks as there would be plenty of food at the party. It was nearing go time and I must say I was a bit nervous going out looking like this. At least she didn’t have a Harley.

I put the snacks away in the Kitchen and went to the living room to get the small purse she prepared me and saw Lou sitting in a straight back chair.

“Come here Felicia.”

“Yes Lou.”

Catching me off guard he pulled me over his lap and with hardly any protection on my end he started spanking me with a small wooden paddle. I was kicking my feet and crying hardly able to breath in the corset.

“That’s to make sure you understand you are my bitch tonight and will do everything I say with out thinking. Got It?”

“Yes Master Lou.”

I patted my tears dry and Lou said there was one more thing to do before we left.. He turned me around and tightened my corset even more, admiring how she thought it made me look sluttier. As if that was possible.

We headed off to her friends party. It was in a mini mansion in a gated community. Being close to 9 there weren’t many trick or treaters still around but there were many cars parked around the her friends home. A large sign out front welcomed guests to the charity ball. We were greeted warmly at the door by a French maid and a butler. It was Jane’s friend Carol as the maid and her hubby Ron as the butler. We were given little # tags to put on for the costume voting later.

I finally found out the charity was for the local women’s shelter and there was a table with gifts for a silent auction fundraiser. Jane, rather Lou, told me she had already sent over a piece of artwork for the event.

The costumes were awesome. With many of your usual Dracula and Wonder Women outfits, French maids and pirates. Even 3 other guys dressed as bikers but none as good as Lou. Saloon girls and beer maidens and cowboys. Knights of the realm and a princess. Looked like I was the only slutty biker chick.

As I went to get us drinks from the bar I noticed Lou talking with an apparent Leather Mistress with a Zorro type mask on . As I approached them with our drinks I could see she had a really hot body accentuated by a leather corset and hot-pants over legs that seemed to go on for miles. A crop and paddle hanging from her belt and hand cuffs on the other side. Totally hot if you are into that kinda thing. And Lou and I certainly were.

“Kneel here and wait to serve me my drink bitch.”

She pointed to her feet and as I knelt she pulled the other woman to her and kissed her deeply. Her tongue invading the Mistresses mouth. I moaned Escort Mamak as I felt the pain of not being able to get hard in my girdle and gaff and watched. The Mistress she was kissing seemed a little familiar, but I could not place her. When they finally separated I handed Lou her drink as she introduced me to her dear friend Mistress Helga

Yes, she did look familiar but her German accent told me I was wrong. I guess I just wish I knew her. Lol.

The evening was going smoothly with drinks and vapes being enjoyed by all. The auction results were announced and then the costume contest. Lou and I were called to the front of the room with 2 other finalists. Wonder Woman was one and the saloon girl in a gorgeous purple satin period dress was the other.

The Maid/Hostess was Master of Ceremonies and was assisted by her hubby/butler. He held his hand over each contestant looking for applause. Our applause was the highest and Lou was presented with the winner check and a small package. Lou immediately donated the winners check back to the charity and we went back into the group to much applause.

Many were shocked to find out that Lou, with the large bulge in his pants was actually Jane and that I was a male.

After a few more drinks and some finger food Lou pulled me to a quiet corner.

“Okay Felicia, you have been wonderful so far tonight. Let us hope it continues. Remember I told you that you would have the best orgasm of your life tonight? Well it’s almost time to make that happen. You are going to cum like never before and possibly like never again!”

That had an ominous ring to it but I was too horny to care. I just wanted to get my cock out of these pantys and into Jane. She said we were going to a pvt room upstairs that had been set aside for us. I was told to grab us each an extra drink and meet her by the stairs. When I got there she was waiting with Mistress Helga, the 3 biker guys and Alice in Wonderland.

“Where are we going Sir Lou?”

“Its Halloween bitch! You are going to Hell!”

They all laughed at that and hustled me up the stairs to a room at the back of the home. As we entered it appeared to be a hidden home dungeon. Chains and whips on the walls and orange candle all around. Fake bats hanging from the ceiling and cobwebs in the corners. Comfy chairs surrounded a large padded bench and a cot. Straps attached to both in all manners. I took in as much as I could before Lou spoke softly to me.

“You pleased me tonight my sissy bitch and now you get your reward. You will be rewarded with your orgasm soon but first you will be Lou’s toy and put on a private show for our little group. Be careful though you may never want to be Phil again when we finish.”

As she said that a cloth was placed over my mouth and nose. I couldn’t tell what it was and tried to struggle away when I realized that 2 of the biker dudes were holding me tight. I could do nothing but inhale the fumes. I felt weaker and hornier with every breath I took. How could that be? What is that stuff?

“Yes my slut enjoy sniffing that sissy sauce. Take it deep and be my helpless sissy now.”

I felt my clothing being removed. My skirt dropped to the floor and my shoes were unlocked and removed. My garters were unclasped and the panty girdle and gaff came off. In just the corset I was bent over the bench and quickly attached. My legs spread wide and strapped down. My wrists were next and a wide strap over my corseted torso held me firmly.

The prize box was opened and a a metal ring and disc were removed. The metal ring was soon slipped over my cock and balls causing my cock to harden. Lou stood in front of me and showed off a wooden paddle with holes drilled through it. She smiled devilishly as she swung it effortlessly through the air against her palm as if testing it. A blindfold was soon over my eyes leaving me in the darkness.

“Well Felicia, part of the prize at this party is to take a bit of revenge for all the women the shelter benefits and you as this years winner get to enjoy it all. Now breathe deeply cause this is going to hurt a bit as we turn that sissy ass dark red.”

The cloth was held to my nose again and I felt the first whack of the paddle on my ass. I cried out in pain but couldn’t stop the blows. Everyone in the room had a turn with the paddle and Mistress Helga was the harshest of all of them, totally blistering every spot of my ass. The poppers weakened me to a soft whimper as each stroke fell. The cloth was removed and as I gasped for air I felt something at my lips. I figured it was Lou’s dildo and I heard her voice.

“Suck it like a good little bitch Felicia. I know you want to earn that big “O” I promised you.”

My cock was like a rock with the metal ring over it and even with my ass a blistered red I was as horny as I had ever felt. I opened my mouth and sucked in the phallic object and felt it harden in my mouth. As the blindfold was removed I saw it was a real cock. I wanted them to stop but could not talk with my mouth so full. Another entered my burning ass and I realized it was the bikers cocks not Lou’s dildo and I was being helplessly raped at each end.

“Mistress Helga would you please work over her sissy cock while she is fucked. It makes me so hot to watch you play.”

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Authors note: This is another chapter of a novel which chronicles the life and adventures of the main character, Liam. All other names are fictitious. This is mainly a life story with some erotica included so if you’re looking for wall to wall sex this isn’t for you. Hope you enjoy reading it.

On my drive home from work, all I could think of was my Cousin Molly whom I hadn’t seen in three years. I remembered her being so beautiful; so like my Aunt Betty but shorter and smaller, bright red hair, always smiling and laughing. But given that she was six years older than me; I hadn’t gotten to know her very well.

Molly greeted me as I entered the kitchen.

“Liam, it’s so good to see you. You’ve really grown up since I last saw you,” Molly exclaimed, giving me a big hug.

“Yes, it’s great to see you, too. I’m looking forward to this weekend,” I replied.

The afternoon was spent reminiscing about old times. Molly told us all about her job as a R.N. in a large hospital in Detroit. She had just been promoted to head nurse on her floor of the hospital. Betty mentioned that she and Molly would be going to a mother-daughter reunion after dinner.

“Sorry that we have to leave you tonight, but this was the only night we could all get together,” Betty said.

“That’s O.K… I’m tired tonight. A good rest will do me good,” I said.

“We’ll be late so don’t wait up for us,” Betty added as they walked out the door.

I took a shower, changed into shorts and a tee shirt before I warmed up some leftovers for dinner and spent the evening fishing, unsuccessfully, off the pier and drinking a couple beers. After watching the sun go down, I went upstairs to my bedroom.

The bed felt great. I reached under the mattress and pulled out the latest issue of Playboy magazine. As I leafed through it I came to a photo session that really turned me. Most of the photos were in panties and a couple of nude shots that discretely concealed her mound. Thinking of panties, my mind wandered, “Betty surely wouldn’t mind if I borrowed a pair of her panties for the evening, would she?” I asked myself, then… Molly crossed my mind.

The next thing I knew, I was opening the door that separated our bedrooms. I turned on the light before walking over to her suitcase which was lying on a stand. Opening it, right on top was a neat stack of panties. I went through them one by one, all different styles and fabrics. I felt some precum ooze from my stiff penis which was pushing out against my pajama bottoms.

I selected a pair of white, lacy satin full cut panties and retreated to my room.

I lay back down on the bed, pulling down my pajama bottoms, staring to lightly stroke my penis as I resumed looking at the model’s pictures. I put the crotch of her satin panties over my glans, gently massaging the rim and deep slit, pushing back the foreskin. I had a washcloth handy to replace the panties for when I came.

My breathing became heavy and I felt a light sweat breakout. Suddenly, I felt myself start to cum. I tried to remove Kalecik Escort the panties, but it was too late. I came in her panties, soaking them.

When I had calmed down, I realized that I had created quite a predicament for myself.

I wiped myself off with the panties and wadded them in a ball, stuffing them under my bed sheet, planning to wash and dry them tomorrow.

When I turned the reading lamp off, I immediately noticed a light coming from under the door into Molly’s bedroom. I had forgotten to turn her bedroom light out.

I sprung out of bed and went back into her room.

“Oh, no!” I said to myself when I saw that I had left her suitcase in a mess.

As I was hastily starting to straighten up her suitcase, I saw a pair of headlights turn into the drive and approach the house. It was Betty’s car. I quickly turned off the light and returned to my bedroom.

“That was a close call. I hope they didn’t notice the light. I left her suitcase in a mess,” I said to myself. “What am I going to do now? Maybe she won’t notice the disarray of her suitcase? She won’t miss one pair out of so many, would she?” I asked myself.

Shortly, I could hear voices downstairs. Cracking the door to the hall, I poked my head out to listen. The girls were carrying on a discussion in the living room. I quietly closed the door.

I was up first, made coffee, picked up the newspaper at the driveway. A little later, as I was sitting on the back porch, reading the paper, Molly joined me. I was relieved that she was very friendly and talkative. I breathed a sigh of relief. She must not have noticed the missing panties or her disorganized suitcase.

The afternoon was spent swimming and lounging at the pier and beach. Molly looked good, very good in her modest two piece swimsuit. I tried not to be too conspicuous stealing glimpses of her when I thought she wouldn’t notice.

One time while she and Betty were sitting on the edge of the pier dangling their feet in the clear water as I stood in the shallow water facing them, Molly gave me smile and a wink when she caught me checking her out.

We grilled some steaks to go with the fresh veggies for dinner before taking Aunt Betty’s boat out into the lake to get a stunning view of the fireworks show.

After returning from the show, I secured the boat at the dock and retired for the evening.

Up in my bedroom, I stripped and put on a pair of pajama bottoms. It was too warm for a top.

I had just lain down when I heard a knock on the door separating the bedrooms. The door opened and Molly came in the room, still dressed in a tank top and jeans. She had a serious look on her face.

“I am really disappointed in you, Liam,” she said sternly.

“What do you mean?” I replied in a surprised tone.

“You know what I mean. What did you do with my panties?”

“Your panties?”

“Yes, my panties! Where are they? You stole my panties. You have quite a nerve. You pervert!”

“I don’t understand.”

“O.K. Kalecik Escort Bayan then, I’ll go down stairs and get my mom. She’ll get the truth out of you and she’ll be none too happy.”

“I didn’t steal your panties. I just borrowed them. I planned to return them.”

“Sure, I’m supposed to believe that. Why didn’t you return them, then?”

“I couldn’t. I’ll get them back to you tomorrow. I promise.”

“Show them to me.”

I reached under the sheet and pulled them out to show her.

“Hand them to me,” Molly demanded.

Ehen I handed them to her, she shrieked, “Uuch! You came all over them. You are a pervert!” Throwing the panties back at me, “I have no choice now. I have to tell my mom about this!”

“No, please, Molly, I’ll do anything you say. I’m sorry, very sorry. I didn’t plan to steal them and it was an accident that I messed your panties, honest,” I begged.

She took a deep breath, standing there for a few minutes.

In a calm voice, she said, “O.K. I’ll give you a chance to explain, but you must tell me everything and the truth.”

I started from the beginning, my initial thoughts: the girl in panties in the magazine, entering her room, going through her suitcase, seeing the headlights, looking at the girl’s photos, placing her panties on my penis, accidently cumming in her panties and my plan to wash and dry them before returning them.

She listened without saying a word and with no facial expression.

When I had finished my explanation, she asked, “Were you thinking about me when you were jacking off?

“Yes.”

Silently, she walked back into her bedroom. A few moments later she returned with a pair of panties in her hand, going over to the side of the bed and sitting down next to me. I had to scoot over a little to make room.

Dangling the panties in front of me, she said, “You’re going to show me exactly what you did with my panties. Have you ever masturbated in front of a woman before?”

“No,” I answered, untruthfully.

Laughing, she said, “I didn’t think so.”

“Where is the Playboy magazine?” Molly asked firmly.

As I turned to my right to reach between the mattress and box spring, my little semi-hard cock popped out of the fly on my pajamas, almost into Molly’s hard. Before I could respond it was firmly in Molly’s grip.

“What do we have here?” She exclaimed.

I fell back on the pillows, frustrated.

“Come on, retrieve the magazine,” Molly ordered, feeling my cock thicken in her hand.

I did as I was told, reaching in between the mattress and box spring and retrieving the glossy covered magazine.

“That’s better. You won’t need these anymore,” she said, pulling down my pajama bottoms. I submissively lifted my hips as she turned to pull them past my feet.

I looked down at my now fully erect penis.

Molly tossed the pajamas and leaned toward me. She took my penis in her hand and bent further forward for a close look before saying, “Hypospadias!”

“What?” Escort Kalecik

“That’s the medical term for your penis. I’ve never seen one before, that is, except for illustrations in my nursing textbooks,” she explained.

“I didn’t know the term just that it was different,” I replied.

Phasing for a moment she added, “I have to admit. I always wanted to see one. Some of my nursing friends who have seen one said they were very interesting and inviting, now I see why.”

“Do you like it?” I asked, hesitantly.

Molly released my penis and put both hands on my flat stomach pushing them up my hairy chest and down my muscled arms, saying “Yes, I like the whole package.”

Wanting to get this embarrassing episode over, I offered, “Should I masturbate now?”

“No, and, you are going to do everything I tell you to do, aren’t you?” she stated mischievously.

“Yes,” I replied, meekly.

Getting up from the bed, she said, “I’ll be right back.”

She disappeared in her room for about fifteen minutes, returning wearing a short cotton nightgown. I thought I could see panty lines underneath it. Her temperament had changed. She sported a sultry smile that I will never forget. She rolled onto the bed, piling on top of me, locking me into a deep kiss.

I squeezed her breasts as she rubbed her panty covered mound into my erect penis. She started to slide down me, kissing my chest on the way. I pulled her nightgown off. She released her arms momentarily to allow me to pull it over her head. She resumed kissing my stomach as I fondled her hanging breasts with abandon. Her tongue found glans and was all over it, licking my deep lit, the rim and nibbling on my small foreskin. Soon, my whole glans was in her mouth. A few moments later it was too much for to take without cumming. I grabbed her by her shoulders, pulling her up toward me. She resisted but was no match for my overwhelming strength. She twisted and kicked trying to free herself until my hand slipped into her panties, through the soft fine hair on her thick bush and found her diminutive clit. When I started rapidly fingering it, she immediately calmed down, spreading her legs invitingly.

I kissed and sucked on her breasts as I continued to manipulate her most private parts. When I felt she was close to cumming, I moved my fingers from her clit to other parts of her vulva. She was so much like Betty, puffy outer lips, small inner labia hidden inside her cameltoe, except for her clit which was tiny.

“Liam, please finish it this time. I can’t take any more!” she begged.

Soon, she was shaking, sweating and had pulled her knees up to her chest to deny me access to now oversensitive pussy.

A few moments passed before she straightened out her legs. She didn’t resist when I spread them. She spread them wide, again pulling her knees up. I slipped inside her hot wet vagina, nice and tight.

I stroked her as slowly and as long as I could. When I knew I was about to cum I pulled out immediately cumming on her stomach and mound.

I laid on her, feeling my juices pressed between our stomachs.

Later, when I had rolled off her, I took her pair of panties and wiped both of us off. Wadding up this pair and placing it with the pair from last night.

To be continued in Chapter 9 when Cousin Molly’s visit continues:

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