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H: Well that was too weird.

W: What?

H: What happened with Julian earlier tonight

W: What do you mean?

H: After dinner. After you’d gone out to turn on the hot tub, I had this weird moment with him.

W: What happened?

H: I’d put my bathing suit on and was at the back door. I was coming out to check to see if the hot tub had leaked or if you needed help.

W: Nope. It was full.

H: I was about to walk out when Julian hurried out of the bathroom and stopped me. He grabbed me by the shoulder.

W: He stopped you?

H: Yeah. He was insistent. He said ‘I need some time to catch up with your wife, I want to talk with her alone.”

W: Really.

H: Yeah. It was odd.

W: Hmmmm….When he came out he told me you’d told him you were washing the dishes and that you’d be a while.

H: That wasn’t true. I didn’t say anything like that.

W: I know he wanted to talk.

H: That’s weird. He didn’t need to say anything.

W: It is. But he hasn’t seen me in a while.

H: Yeah. And after he stopped me. He pointed to the kitchen and said, “why don’t you clean up…then bring us a liqueur in a half hour or so… a Grand Marnier.” A liqueur? Do you even like liqueur?

W: I do. I like Grand Marnier. Julian and I used to toast our progress on the sailboat we refinished years ago with a shot in the evening.

H: You never told me you liked liqueur.

W: You should know these things about me.

H: I guess so. Have you told him about our discussions?

W: About the cuckold thing? No I hadn’t told him about that.

H: Don’t want to?

W: No. No. I’m not gonna tell him or any man that I’m available to have sex.

H: I understand that.

W: I’m not sure you can. You bring this cuckolding up all the time.

H: Well it just seemed like he had that energy, like he might be after you. You know… for sex.

W: Yep. Im sure. I’m sure he had sex on his mind. He loved your dinner. And I thought it was great. See… See, you can cook.

H: Thanks I thought everything came out fine.

W: It did. He suggested we do this whenever he comes to town.

H: He wants to see you more?

W: He does. (Pause)

H: What did you guys talk about?

W: Just what he’s been doing…He’s still sailing. He had to put his dog down. He wanted to talk.

H: Obviously.

W: He said he regretted what happened between us. He wanted to say that.

H: That was nice…..

W: It was.

H: But the way he ordered me to stay in the kitchen…that was weird.

W: Well from what you’ve told me about your fantasy… I’d think another man Ankara escort telling you what to do would turn you on…especially so he could be alone with me in a hot tub. Isn’t that part of the fantasy…a dominant man, a bull, I think you’ve called the other man.

H: Yes. But I didn’t expect that. It felt odd.

W: Did you want to stop him?

H: No…. Maybe…. I don’t know.

W: Well, you know….why didn’t you have some balls and just come join us? You could have.

H: Well, I was, I was coming out to tell you that I was going to the liquor store for Grand Marnier and then your father rang the doorbell.

W: Oh…so that’s when Dad came.

H: He stood talking to me in the doorway for 20 minutes. You know how he gets. He wants to visit.

W: Yeah I know. I know. We saw him.

H: I thought so. He wanted his golf clubs which were in my trunk. So after we talked I pulled the car around and put them in his trunk. I thought he was going to leave. That’s when I texted you that I was going to the liquor store.

W: No. He didn’t leave. I can tell you that. He. Did. Not. Leave.

H: No. Yes, I know…. I saw him when I got back. He was coming out the front door.

W: Did you talk again?

H: Yes. And that was…was weird too.

W: I bet.

H: He walked right over to me slapped me on the back and laughed. He stood back and said, “You better hurry and check on your wife.”

W: Oh no.

H: He’s never referred to you as my wife.

W: (sighs) Why didn’t you come get me before you left? You should have known he’d come looking for me.

H: I don’t know. I guess I thought it’d be a little weird for me to bring your dad to the hot tub with Julian there.

W: That’s understandable. But you should have texted me that he was here. I would have come out.

H: I thought he was leaving. And, we’re going to see him tomorrow. What’s the big deal?

W: Well… the big deal is that I told Julian that you were leaving.

H: I suppose he liked that.

W: Yep. He…and I thought we were alone in the house. We had no idea my dad was here.

H: Did Julian try something?

W: YES.

H: Sexual?

W: Yes.

H: Did he kiss you?

W: Yes.

H: More than kiss?

W: Yes.

H: I thought we were going to talk about that before we actually did anything with another guy.

W: We were going to talk about it darling but Julian wanted me.

H: What?

W: He wanted you out of the way…because he wanted me in a very big hard way.

H: Oh. (Sigh)…I should have known.

W: Of course you should have known. And…you should have come got me.

H: Ankara escort bayan I should have…

W: You left me alone in our hot tub with a man who I’ve told you that I’ve had great sex with, the best sex, including you and…

H: You told me that…

W: And… you left me alone with him with my father somewhere in the house. What were you thinking?

H: He was outside…Look, I’m sorry.

W: Well…you got what you deserved and wanted.

H: What do you mean?

W: As soon as I told him you were leaving Julian knew the light was green and he was all over me. He took me by the hand and pulled me against him and kissed me. A real kiss. I wiggled away but he wasn’t having that…he was as hard as a rock. Rock hard. And I…I lost it. I couldn’t resist. He’s so good. He slipped my bottoms off and turned me around and was inside me in a flash pounding away while he pressed me against the edge of the hot tub. It felt amazing.

H: You and Julian were fucking in our hot tub?

W: Yep. It was great. He took me. I loved that….When I heard the sliding glass door open I thought you’d come back and you’d get the surprise you’ve been waiting for.

H: But it was your dad?

W: Yep. My dad walked in on Julian and I fucking in our hot tub.

H: Oh no. You must have been horrified.

W: I was…I was shocked. For the first few seconds it felt like the worst thing I could have ever imagined. Not just my dad seeing me having sex but having sex with a man who was not you.

H: Look. Why’d you do it? Why’d you have sex? You… you told me you weren’t ready to do it…that you didn’t think you could ever really do it?

W: That’s what I thought….but you opened the door darling. and when I saw his hard dick poking out his bathing suit I couldn’t resist. I tried. But once we got in that hot tub together you were going to be a cuckold. To be honest….

H: What?

W: To be honest…you’d have been cuckolded even if you weren’t into it.

H: You would have fucked him even if I wasn’t into cuckolding?

W: Yep. He’s hot. He’s always been hot to me. I have a thing for him.

H: You wanted him?

W: Yep. Yes…There’s no way I would have said no. But it’s done now. And to be honest that was the best way for it to happen.

H: And your father knows. I should have known that’s what Julian was up to.

W: You should have. But you wanted this. Julian’s dominant. I felt that. He was like steel.

H: He had one thing on his mind.

W: He did. And you let him move you out of the way. I could say this is your fault. A real man wouldn’t have let that happen.

H: Escort Ankara I should have known.

W: If my father hadn’t of showed up Julian would have probably made you watch us. He could have cared less who saw. Taking me was all that mattered to him.

H: You must have been shocked when your dad showed up.

W: I was shocked and embarrassed.

H: What happened?

W: My father stood there. I’m sure he couldn’t believe what he was seeing. Then he laughed.

H: Was Julian embarrassed?

W: No. Not at all. It was as if he was claiming me in front of my dad. He actually stayed inside me for one or two more thrusts. I had to wiggle away.

H: What an asshole.

W: No darling. He’s not. That’s the way he always was with me. He didn’t hold back or second guess himself or go limp at the first sign of trouble. After I wiggled away and hid from my father Julian stood in the middle of the hot tub, naked, his giant erect cock glistening with my juice on it. It’s like he wanted my father to see him. I had to tug him down into the water.

H: What a dick.

W: Maybe. I know he can be a dick it’s why I’m not married to him. But just thinking about him standing there, his cock so long and stiff makes me want to cum right now.

H: Should we fuck?

W: No. we’re not going to fuck.

H: Are you ever going to be able to look your dad in the eye again.

W: Yes. I’m surprised the embarrassment is gone.

H: Really?

W: But YOU might be embarrassed. I’m not. It’s as though Julian gave me a secret power. I don’t have to be my father’s good little girl any more. First time I’ve felt that.

H: Doesn’t your dad know him?

W: They’ve been fishing together several times. My dad really liked him, really thought he was the man for me.

H: Geez. Did your dad say anything when he caught you?

W: He laughed and stood there. And then….then he said, “It’s good to see you two having fun.”

H: Really. Like he was for it?

W: I could tell it didn’t bother him. He always thought Julian was a man’s man.

H: And I’m not?

W: He hasn’t said that. But now he knows you’re a cuckold. Are you going to be okay with that?

H: Are you?

W: I don’t have a choice. We’ve been outted. There’s no going back. I’m sure I’ll be with Julian again.

H: You’ll want to do this again?

W: Yes. Definitely, just minus my dad showing up.

H: I’m not sure I want that.

W: I’m sure I do. He’s a friend and now a lover. Cuckolding is your thing. We don’t have to hide anything from my family. They all know now.

H: So fast.

W: I guess your cuckold dream has come true. My dad and Julian are playing golf tomorrow together. You probably didn’t know that. That’s why dad came to get his clubs.

H: Are they still playing?

W: Yes. Dad confirmed his tee time with Julian before he left.

H: Did you finish with Julian what you started after your dad left?

W: What do you think?

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The tiles are cold against my hands, taking his hot lance deeper into my cunt. His fingers slide into my mouth to silence my yelping. The motif Göztepe Escort swirls as a vortex burrowing into Göztepe Escort Bayan my soul. Sucking Escort Göztepe them, the notion of being spit-roasted by two lifeguards delivers a potent convulsive climax.Provoking his premature finish, my mouth awaits it, and his milk boils over. Noisy, hungry gulps take it all.Sheepishly, he melts away, and I sashay towards my husband.“Any good?”“Not as good as you.”I reciprocate his smug grin and point, “How about that one over there?”

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A note to readers: This is a long story that unfolds chapter by chapter through the eyes of two protagonists — Mark and Elsa, and as in many of my other stories involves a growing spate of horny characters. Every ten chapters or so I will provide a short summary at the start of that episode to bring new readers up to date (see start of Ch. 70). This story could appear in a number of genres (Loving Wives, Incest, Lesbian, Fetish, and more) depending on the chapter, but the overall theme is Group, so I have applied this moniker to all chapters. The story is still being written, yet I intend to post a new chapter every couple of days. Enjoy.

Chapter 78 — The Experience On Film. Weekend Party Studs

Mark

When I took Sheila and my other friends to Denmark, I did not expect to be in a porno flick. I didn’t expect Sheila to be in one either, but now she was, and per plan, so were our six friends, although Wes and Scott had been surprised by how easily they got roped into the adult movie business. All it took was watching some of the filming, and they were hooked.

My surprise came late on Thursday morning when Rolfe and Juul, the co-directors, producers, and actors in the various adult videos they’d piece together from the hours of video they took, sat down on either side of me. I guessed what was coming. They begged me to be with one of the female stars.

I was horny. I’d watched the live sex show for two hours, as Rolfe, Juul, and another cameraman moved about taking shots of the four fucking after a supposed double date between Vanessa, Anna, and two handsome Scandinavian men. The scene turned into a swapping fuck fest for the four of them that went on for over an hour. The men had remarkable stamina and ability to control their orgasms until finally they both succumbed to the wonderful feeling of warm moist pussy begging for cum. After that had come a rather lusty ’69’ type cleanup by the two women. I had a hard-on that I could cut glass with when they finished the scene, took a break, and Rolfe and Juul asked me whether I wanted to fuck a few women in the orgy scene they were about to do after a short lunch break.

Sheila had watched the scene with me. After I’d agreed to work on the next scene, she said, “I am so wet from watching our friends and not participating that I have my juices running down my leg. I sure hope somebody fucks me real soon. I’m beyond where even jilling off would help; I need cock and lots of it.”

“So, you’re not going to mind getting into some of their videos?” I asked, having sensed her earlier reticence.

Sheila grinned at me. “Hell no. I’d do a hundred man gangbang about now and still not get enough cock.”

Rolfe turned to her from where he’d been fussing over one of the cameras. “Darling, that can be arranged, but not on such short notice. If you come back to Denmark and we plan ahead, we could maybe make adult film history with such an event.”

Sheila just held her hand up to indicate for him to stop thinking about implementing what to her had been an absurd comment. While I thought a hundred might be excessive, I did think that she’d enjoy a steady stream of men for a while and even some rough handling — one of Sheila’s occasional kinks.

Sheila got to thinking clearly enough to ask Rolfe if he had a wig or something to give me a different look during the video. He did, and the next I knew I was wearing a salt and pepper wig with a short ponytail. I liked the idea of the wig because had I stopped thinking entirely with my little dick I would have realized that Worthington Industries and stock might take a hit if their CEO got recognized as one of the world’s newest porn stars.

Rolfe and Juul explained the orgy scene to everyone in the room. Everybody consisted of Sheila and me; Wes, Scott, Vanessa, Anna, Felicia, and Monica — the crew we’d brought over to do this; the two Scandinavian men who didn’t seem to need any recovery time, two other members of the crew — the lighting and sound men; and the make-up girl — who was cute and sexy in her own right.

Rolfe spoke in both Danish and English. “We’re going to start filming on the cue, and we want you to keep going after that. We’ll pick out the best action to focus on. Juul and Markus — our other cameraman, will be moving around the set trying to stay out of each other’s camera angles. If you see us focusing in on something you’re doing just keep doing it. In that instance, you others can slow down but don’t stop; we may shift the scene back to you in an instant and you need to be busy doing something really sexual.

“A reminder not to look at the camera, but do look at each other — or even couples near you. We want to see interaction, so ladies it’s good if you suck on the cock on the guy next to you on the sofa even though someone else is fucking you. Gentlemen, it’s also good to finger a pussy or suck a tit of someone near you even though your cock is buried in someone else’s pussy. Interact. You Ankara escort don’t have to go over the top or be a contortionist, but be sexy. Think about what would turn you on if you were watching this film.

“When you’re getting near your cum, the code word is ‘fantastic’; it sounds about the same in Danish as in English. If it’s in the first fifteen minutes or so of filming stop fucking and back down your response curve by eating pussy or fingering or something else. After that time from when we start shooting, one of the camera crew will focus in on you and the creampie that will result. After you cum, continue to be romantic and sexual. Now, any questions?”

I shrugged. I actually had a lot of questions, including some that I asked myself but postponed answering for later. I’d watched enough porn, and even seen some that the girls had done, such as the videos of Troy, Dan, Elsa, and Cindy, that I knew what I wanted to watch, and thus what I’d try to enact in our all out fuck fest in the beautiful living room.

Karyn, the cute makeup girl, took me aside and had me strip. She powder puffed me, and then fitted the wig I’d wear on my head. She added some touch-up color to my eyebrows and temples so they’d match the wig better. As we finished she said, “I’d kind of like it if you started with me. I know we haven’t talked much, but … well, I think you’re nice. I was watching you with the other women. They all like you — a lot. That tells me you’re someone special.”

I stroked Karyn’s face, and then leaned down and kissed her on the lips in the most sensuous kiss I could muster given the chaotic rush around us. As a first kiss it probably registered on the low end of the Richter scale. As we parted, she said something in Danish and then translated, “Oh, yes, this is going to be the best afternoon in my life.”

I said to her in a hushed tone, “I agree. You will find today memorable in many pleasant ways. I relish the thought of being with you.”

I stood nearby as Karyn stripped down. She obviously was putting on a show especially to excite me — an easy task at that point. My cock pointed at the North Star. I wouldn’t have any need for a fluffer. Karyn had kept looking at my manhood, I guess sizing up whether she’d be able to take me in a comfortable way.

As everyone was forming up into couples and threesomes, and then selecting a locale for their sex, Karyn and I took a sofa near an electric fireplace with a faux fire. We started kissing, but then so were many of the other couples. I noticed Sheila had latched onto the taller and more handsome of the Scandinavian porn stars who had been in the dating scene filmed earlier that day.

Juul yelled, “OK, we are filming.” He repeated the edict in Danish, and I watched him panning around the room from the corner of my eye as I watched Felicia give one of the crew a blowjob. As I turned my attention back to Karyn, I felt my cock disappear into her mouth and down her throat. This girl could deep throat like a champion. She started to bounce on my cock, taking every inch or millimeter I had and then pulling off leaving slobbery strands of saliva and precum as she did. A camera appeared close by and captured two minutes of her slavering action on my long shaft. I played to the camera and stroked her hair as I relaxed in utmost pleasure.

Lest I cum prematurely, I pulled her off and started to finger her nice cunt as we made out. She had a little pussy hair that was reddish and matched that elsewhere. I recalled Elsa saying about various blondes where the carpet and the drapes didn’t match, but in this case they did.

I’d decided to give someone The Experience shortly after I’d decided to appear in the videos. Sheila had suggested it. Karyn would end up the lucky recipient of my fisting skills. I started to do some elaborate fingering, and the camera that had been filming her blowjob and deep throat focused in on what I was doing with my right hand. Fingers got added in a theatrical way, so that the camera could see me expanding the amount of my hand entering the small cunt in front of me. I tucked my thumb, and then my whole hand slid into the now heavily lubricated pussy. Karyn was gushing girl juice continuously as well as moaning her pleasure at what I was doing to her. She didn’t just like fisting; she loved it.

I immediately went for Karyn’s G-spot. The results were more predictable, and soon I had her squirming and crying out in Danish that I was a great lover and was making her cum over and over because I knew this spot inside her. I sucked on her nice sized tits and then kissed her. I whispered to her, this is just the beginning. Just wait and go with the flow.

I found Karyn’s A-spot with little difficulty. She was small and my fingers were long, so I didn’t need to grope around much to get a rise out of her. That spot became my focus, and obviously it became her focus as well. She started to tell anybody who would listen that Ankara escort bayan I had discovered a whole new way to fuck that was marvelous and she never wanted me to stop. There was no doubt that the microphone on the camera wasn’t picking up her comments; they were loud.

I kept stroking and also licking and sucking on her engorged clit. I was trying to move things along a little faster than I normally did, but Karyn didn’t know that. After only ten minutes, her body started to arch so she could push her cunt into my hand and mouth and increase the stimulation. I used my left hand to toy with her hard nipples.

When she reached her peak of the arch, I whispered to her, “Cum. Cum now. Cum!” I pinched each nipple hard, brought that hand down and slapped at her clit before again sucking on it. Two fingers went into her ass as I made my final strokes on her A-spot.

Karyn almost screamed something I didn’t understand in Danish, and then her eyes rolled up in her head and her body crashed lifeless to the sofa. I carefully and methodically extracted my hand and did my licking for the camera. I then coddled Karyn to me making sure she was well exposed to the camera that now continued to film.

Karyn blinked her eyes open and looked at me. She said in her cute Danish accent, “Oh, I love you.” She threw her arms around me and we entered a serious clutch and kissed.

As we parted, I whispered, “Do you even know my name?” I grinned at her. This was an unusual way to meet a girl.

Karyn said in a serious tone, “You are Mark, and I will never forget what you just did to me. I love you. I mean I really do.” It occurred to her about her surroundings. She said, “Oh, Mark, please fuck me. Jeg elsker dig — I love you.”

I had remained hard as a rock, so I slid into Karyn’s pussy by turning her frontal to the camera, and came into her pussy from behind her as she lifted one leg. The cameraman gave me a happy sign that I was doing a great job. Karyn kept telling me what a wonderful lover I was, and how she wanted to be with me for all time and to even be my sex slave.

Karyn and I had a relatively simple fuck after that. We changed to doggie after a few minutes, and then missionary, and then I put her on top and let her bounce herself through three more orgasms before I said in a loud voice ‘Fantastic.’

Juul brought his camera over and focused on where our genitals were slamming together. I came, and Karyn did too, announcing to the world that this was one of the ultimate pleasures in life she’d ever had.

After I’d finished ejaculating up into her body she lifted off of me slightly and gravity did the job of flushing some of my cum from her vagina in large drips and dollops just inches from the camera lens that focused on her twat and my wet cock.

Karyn watched herself drain onto my groin. I whispered to her, suck it up and then share it with me. Juul heard me and kept his camera on her. Her eyes got large, but after the effluent stopped dripping she changed position so she could lap up the dollops of white sticky cum on my lower body. She opened her mouth and showed the camera what she’d captured and then moved so she could get mouth to mouth with me. I opened my mouth and she dribbled the cum into it. We then snowballed the cum back and forth, until we both visibly swallowed and kissed. She cuddled into me and the cameras faded away to film some of the others.

Elsa

I stood on tiptoe and kissed Doug Reed on his cheek. The older man blushed. I said, “Thank you for doing this rush job. You are helping a nascent romance get going in a big way.” When I’d asked for the work on the gatehouse apartments, I’d explained about Lucas and Linda’s budding romance and their moving in together. I knew Doug was a romantic at heart, so he put his all into doing the rush job.

Doug nodded as the last of his work crew cleaned up some of the sheets of plastic they’d put up to keep the dust from entering the other areas of the two apartments that over the week had become one large apartment at The Meadows that would shortly become the love nest for my friends and lovers — one of whom was responsible for the security of almost everyone I knew and loved. The crew had knocked down a couple of walls and rebuilt another into a half wall. They’d also turned a small kitchenette into a minibar.

While the work was underway, Lucas and Linda had stayed at her apartment for the week. With Mark away in Europe with Sheila, Lucas was able to work a more relaxed schedule. He only had the five of us to worry about, and we were well behaved and all week only went between the condo in the city and work. Since it was Friday, we’d all carpooled in the limousine back to The Meadows for the weekend.

Barnes appeared with a cleaning crew on his heels. He smiled at us and turned to Doug, “Ah, Mr. Reed, a pleasure as always. May we start?”

Doug greeted Barnes and grandly gestured to the newly Escort Ankara painted open arches between what had been two apartments. Despite the dust barriers, some dust had seeped into the living spaces. The cleaning crew of six split up with three on each side of newly opened space, and in short order had the place sparkling again. Lucas was a neat man. I wondered how he’d find living with a woman who wanted to wash out her stockings and hang them over the shower rod to dry. I’d have to have a motherly talk with him about tolerance and living together with a member of the opposite sex.

I left the work crews to finish up. I left what we called the Gatehouse, and walked up the long driveway to the main house. The whole length was landscaped and I had high hopes for the baby trees we’d planted. The property looked so good. We’d been in The Meadows almost a year, and it seemed like yesterday when it was all being built. I’d missed so much of the construction process because of being shot and laid up. As I mused, I appreciated how well my leg had heeled. I still had some bad scars front and back, but I also had two more sessions with a plastic surgeon to mitigate their gross appearance. They were so much better than when I left the hospital.

We all missed Mark and Sheila. They’d been gone a week, partly on business and then I knew from some emails that Sheila and he had gotten swept up in making some porn films with the other six oversexed friends of ours that he flew over there to do some filming in a more friendly statutory atmosphere. We didn’t expect them until Sunday afternoon.

Of course, the previous weekend we’d had a house party — seven horny women and seven horny men. The event turned into a multi-day orgy, but that was no surprise. The romance between Lucas and Linda flourished at the party, and that led to my Sunday call to Doug for some high-speed renovations. He obviously liked the challenge.

Everyone who had been at the previous weekend’s party had a chance to recover during the week. We were all recharged and TGIF — Friday evening we’d start another weekend party and hope that Mark and Sheila got home in time to enjoy the tail end of it on Sunday. We finally had some warm weather so might be able to use the pool. I’d had the heater on all week, and the weather hadn’t gotten that cool overnight. I knew the river would still be too cold to swim without your teeth chattering about ten seconds into the water.

We started Friday with a slightly different combination of people than the week before. Except for Sheila, the rest of my sisters were present: Cindy, Melanie, Izzy, and KC. Just thinking about that made me realize that Izzy was the odd man out; she needed a ring and a small ceremony to present it to her with Mark and the rest of us.

Stacy had come too; she’d arranged for one of the strippers to hostess at the Club Infinity just so she could partake in our weekend. Kate would come over after her opening show. Alice would again spend the weekend with us, and I counted on Linda to be there too beaming with the idea of having just moved into the newly renovated apartment to live with Lucas.

Amber, Jon’s wife had returned and I talked to her on the phone cajoling her to come for the weekend. She was a vibrant human we all loved to be around, plus she had nympho-like tendencies like the rest of us. I also talked with Troy in Atlanta, and he decided that he and Janet would fly up Friday to be with us for the weekend, ostensibly so he could see a client in the city on Monday. Dan and Sandy were invited but needed to rearrange their schedule. Andy and Margo also RSVPed.

I also roped Greg and Kim, and Sean and Pam into our weekend pool and sex party, so that brought the total up to thirteen women.

Our five steady guys were coming: Deke, Ryan, Mike, James, and Carter. Of course, there’d be Lucas, Jon, Andy, Troy, Greg, and Sean, and maybe Dan, who were coming with their partners or wives. I put the word out to Ryan that we were a man or two short to even up the sides in our party, and he promised to put out the word and to bring a friend or two or more.

Cindy and I were laying out the picnic tables near the pool when we heard the sound of several cars in the driveway. At least one was obviously a high performance vehicle. We walked around the end of the house to see who’d arrived just in time to see Ryan emerging from the passenger’s seat in what appeared to be a high performance Mustang. The car was rumbling at idle and sounded almost as loud as our three hundred horsepower airplane.

Behind Ryan, who’d been riding shotgun, came two of the hunkiest, handsomest, physical specimens of manhood I think I’d ever seen, and I’d seen and fucked a bunch of them. I sure hoped based on physical appearance that these two were the ‘extras’ I’d asked Ryan to scare up so we had at least one male per female in our poolside mating. Two was even better.

I glanced at Cindy and we both grinned at each other. We were sharing the same lascivious and lusty thoughts about the two men. Call us shallow, but when you’re going to fuck strangers, handsome and hunky is better than barely acceptable and bulky. We walked up to the now quiet car as the driver shut his door and gave me a friendly smile.

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I’m an asshole, always been one and always will be. I got where I am because I take no prisoners, do business the hard and honest way, and am respected for it but, most of my clients will agree with the afore statement.My brand management company was built from the ground up. A lot of hard work, gambles, and sacrifices brought me where I am today. What helped a lot was the fact that I moved on from failures, counting it as education in the big world.My private life sucked but again, I ran it the way I ran my business: take no prisoners. At forty-five, I was well established, and with my looks, energy, and built, there was never a shortage of pussy. I never wanted a relationship, seldom bedded the same girl twice, and never had any scares. Bedding the same girl twice was creating a pattern, and patterns lead to commitment and trouble.I looked up from my laptop and saw Sally standing in the doorway. For once, her expression and what I felt at that moment scared me. It was just a funny feeling I had.“Your brother is on line one,” she said. Sally had been my executive assistant for almost ten years. I never hired or appointed her by the way. She saw to that herself. She would probably be the closest I would ever come to a relationship with a woman.The day she walked in after being invited for an interview with me is one I will never forget. She was dressed professionally in a navy-blue skirt, white blouse, and four-inch heels. Her legs were encased in black stockings shielding the fact that she had a good sprinkle of freckles all over her body. Her hair at the time was a burning red, simply in a fishtail pleat, dark-rimmed glasses adorning her face.What she did in the interview was what blew me out of the water.The phone on my desk rang and without batting an eye she leaned over and picked up. “Vernon Gerber’s office.”I faintly hear the other person to which she replied, “He’s in a meeting at the moment, how can I help you?”She leaned over me to retrieve my diary from the other side of my desk while I listened to the faint noises coming through the receiver.In the process, she had to almost lean over me, her cute butt was in my face, a whiff of her soft perfume permeating my nostrils. She simply sat on my desk, going through my diary.“He’s got an opening on Tuesday between nine and ten. Your number?” She proceeded Ataşehir Escort to scribble it down in pencil. It was a former and very valued client of mine.Then she uttered something that I never expected. “It’s Sally, I’m Vernon’s PA. I just started today.”That sealed the deal for a relationship that would have its ups and downs, but it gave me a person I could rely on from the word ‘Go’. Sally was the first woman I ever trusted, save my mother, of course.I took the call from Douglas. It was Helen and his twentieth anniversary, and they wanted me to fly over to Seattle for the event.As a teen, Douglas was your typical podgy, Coke bottle-bottomed glasses, nerd but fuck, he was brainy. After completing his degree in Electronics at a major Cape Town university, he was invited to do his Masters in the US, and eventually, he was awarded his Ph.D. a few years after.That is where he met Helen, a shy, brainy but absolutely drop-dead gorgeous strawberry blonde. They soon got married, and I flew out to the States to attend the wedding. Afterward, we kept in contact, and they flew out to South Africa a few times on holiday.How he kept up with such a gorgeous creature got the better of me at times, but they stuck it out. She eventually graduated with her own Ph.D. in Bio-Medical Science. Phew, brainiacs…Sally saw to everything like a good PA; all my travel arrangements were perfect as could be expected, and I walked through the gates at Seattle-Tacoma a week later. Douglas was there to meet me, and I realized how much he had changed over the years. Goatee, gone were the glasses, and he looked almost as fit as I was.“Welcome to Seattle,” he beamed, giving me a tight bear hug.On the way home he gave me the nutshell about him and Helen, the family, kids, work, and general shit. I stiffened when he mentioned how Helen’s baby sister Julie was looking forward to seeing me. I remembered Julie – quite well, actually. I fucked her then-eighteen-year-old brains out the night after the wedding. Of course, she would now be around thirty-eight if I do the quick math.We agreed beforehand that I would stay in a hotel that Douglas wasn’t very keen on but which conveniently was just around the corner from the hotel where their celebrations would be. It was just more convenient for me, and Ataşehir Escort Bayan I also had two days to kill before the party.Saturday night, a cab dropped me at the designated hotel and with a slight whiff of bourbon, I entered the foyer. I wasn’t sure where to head off to and while trying to figure things out, I was approached by a gorgeous young redhead.“You look about as lost as I am.”“Yes, I’m here for the Gerber party but not sure where to go either.”A concierge approached us, and soon we were pointed in the right direction. There was a sign, apparently, that both the catwalk model and I had missed. As we walked on, I stuck out my hand, “I’m Vernon by the way.”She extended her right hand with perfect nails and varnish and striking blue eyes meeting mine, “I’m Andy.” I saw her much clearer now, and it was as if I looked right into Julie’s eyes. An uneasy sensation ran down my spine.“Looks like we’re both here by ourselves,” she smiled at me. I smiled back and indicated we should get to the ballroom.“Yes, I flew in the day before yesterday. So, no time to arrange a date.”“Your accent, it’s almost….”“South African?” I completed for her.“You’re uncle Dougie’s brother then?”“That’s me, yes.”“He’s my uncle.”I could see where the uneasy feeling was coming from and where it was going. Well, if it worked out that way, maybe I could notch both mother and daughter on my bedpost.We took a slight turn and headed to the bar, no use walking in and not having a source to drink from. I got her a glass of red wine and myself a bourbon, and, as it was a bit early, we shot the shit while enjoying our drinks.Slowly, things started coming out. She was in her final year of Medical at some institution back East.“I never met my dad; my mom never mentioned him. So, I think he was just one of her mistakes along the road. Luckily, I did not inherit her loose ways, if you understand what I mean.”“Who’s your mom then?” I chanced.“Julie, Aunt Helen’s youngest sister.”I went cold and felt the blood drain from my face. There was an uneasy feeling underneath my collar, but I hid it all by taking a calculated sip of bourbon. If she noticed, she did not show it and the conversation went on as before.As the party started and got underway, I was the only one between us who was sort of in Escort Ataşehir step with who and what we might be. We were seated at the same table, enjoyed our food, and danced often.She was an excellent conversationalist, I enjoyed her company immensely. Much later we stuck around on the dance floor when a slower number played. Naturally, we danced closer. I started getting turned on and the situation was becoming a bit uncomfortable. At some point, I could swear I notice her breathing change. All the same, there was this little voice nagging, ’Is she or isn’t she.’After the song, we left the floor with her looking at me sideways and smirking. Moments before we sat down, Julie was at our side. “Who’s the handsome guy, Andy?”“Oh, sorry Mom. This is Uncle Dougie’s brother Vernon; Vernon, my mom, Julie.”“Hello Vernon,” Julie greeted me stiffly, “Andy, allow me to introduce your father.”Andy blushed a bright crimson but stepped in and gave me a hug. “No wonder we get along like fire,” she giggled. I was perplexed. I had an idea but…The night of Douglas and Helen’s wedding, I had singled Julie out from the start. I mean, who had never fantasized about fucking the bridesmaids at a wedding? Julie was gorgeous at eighteen years old; I was going to have her. All the while dancing, she indicated her interest in me by purposely brushing against my hard cock. Julie might have been young, but she wasn’t shy about it. At some point, I was sure she would have allowed me to take her right there on the dance floor. Late that night, my hand slipped between us, and I gently rubbed her generous-for-eighteen tits, around dark corners she was sly enough to cop a feel of what I was sporting.She was eighteen at the time and her flaming red hair and the subtle warmth of her perfume and her soft skin did it for me. That I was a few years older than her never bothered me, it was a pussy, and I was going to take it. My brother wasn’t the only Gerber having a wedding night.She looked up at me with a face flushed and asked, “Wanna go somewhere quiet?”I led her off the floor, out of the ballroom, and up to my fifteenth-floor hotel room. In the elevator, I wasted no time and when the doors opened, two of my fingers had already found her slippery snatch. She was moaning and I am sure, had we two more floors to go, she would have creamed on my invading digits.The door closed behind us, and my jacket slipped off my shoulders the same moment she slipped my suit pants down. She inhaled my erect cock halfway down and cupped my full nut sack with a free hand. The other was between her legs getting her the rest of the way from where I left her.

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It was a crisp fall evening, just about the point where winter is going to start. My girlfriend, Katherine or Katie for short, and I were visiting her mother in Maryland.

Here’s a little background on Katie and myself. Katie is 21 years old and 5′ 10″ tall. She has straight brown hair, with gorgeous brown eyes and is slightly above average with weight. Her breasts are succulent 32D’s with perky little nipples. Katie’s ass is my favorite part of her body, she has two round symmetrical cheeks that are just enough for a handful. Katie keeps her mound neatly shaved, with a small landing strip that always leads me to heaven. I am also 21 years old and I am 5′ 8″ tall. I consider myself to be of average build, and only workout once and a while. My long, dangerous, young cock measures in at 8.25″ when rockhard.

Once Katie and I were dating for a period of time and we had a pretty regular sex schedule, we ventured into the world of sex toys. We started out with cock rings and gradually moved up to magic wands, rabbits, and big, thick dongs. When we buy new toys, we try to purchase ones that we can both enjoy, either together or alone. One toy in particular that I Ümraniye Escort was ecstatic about was a male attachment for the Hitachi Magic Wand.

Katie’s mom invited us to her home in Maryland for a weekend. Glad to get out of the same routine, we packed our bags and off we went. When we arrived, we took our bags to the guestroom. Katie’s mom invited us to a dinner at one of the local restaurants. So we showered, and headed out. After dinner, the girls wanted to go shopping, however I did not, especially after driving four hours. They dropped me back off at the house and they said that they were going to a mall two hours away and off they went.

Katie’s mom, Jennifer, is single and is very attractive for her age, 50. Jennifer has breast length blonde hair. She always wears tight, low cut shirts that show cleavage of two perky little love mounds. Jennifer’s ass is that of an 18 year old. I’ve always found her attractive, but have never told Katie.

Knowing that they were going to be gone for several hours, I decided that I was going to watch some television. The remote for the TV in the living room was no where to be found, Ümraniye Escort Bayan and the only other place there was a TV was in Jennifer’s room. I laid on the bed and flicked the TV on. To my shock and surprise, the last show that was on was porn. Being a natural guy, I decided to finish the skin flick that she was watching. Apparently, Jennifer has a thing for 20 year old girls who like to toy their asses.

After the show was over, I got up off the bed to go to the kitchen, and noticed that her nightstand drawer was partially open and I could see what I thought was a bottle of lube. I opened the drawer all the way and my first impression was right, there was lube in the drawer, but that wasn’t the only thing. In the rear of the drawer was a big 14″ black dildo. This dildo was as thick as my fist. I took it out to inspect it closer. Upon further inspection, I had come to the conclusion that Jennifer had used this either earlier in the day or the night before. It still had the sweet smell of a well experience cunt.

I decided to look around the room further, and I had finally found what I was looking for, her arsenal Escort Ümraniye of toys. She had everything imaginable from small dildos to vibrators, butt plugs to inflatable dildos. She also had one thing that I have always tried to get Katie to try, anal beads. Jennifer never like anal sex, except that one time we she was extremely drunk, but that’s for another story. I decided to see for my self what was so bad about anal sex. I took the smallest dildo that I could find, which was 4″ long and no thicker than a highlighter. I lubed up the toy as well as my asshole, and teased my little virgin ass by rubbing against it. Once I was finally rockhard and ready for my anal defloration, I slid the toy into my ass. I could feel my ass spreading as toy worked its way in. The feeling was great, and to this day I would give anything for the feeling again.

Once I was used to and comfortable with the small toy, I decided to kick it up a notch and experiment with the anal beads. My ass stretched enough to where I didn’t need to lube the beads and the first three slid in with no problem. The forth gave me a little struggle, but once it was in, it felt so nice. The feeling of the balls rubbing, pushing, and sliding against my prostrate was so intense that it made my throbbing cock explode with the greatest orgasm of my life. And it was at this point that I had noticed that Katie and Jennifer were standing in the door way with their jaws practically to the floor.

To be continued…

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“So, how do I look?” April says with a sexy smirk.

She was standing before him in a pink tank top with a triangle bikini top underneath, and to finish it off a khaki mini skirt. Her blonde hair was a shorter cut with a fwip in the back. Greg soaks in how cute she looks, steps up to her, puts his arm around her waist and gives her a deep lots of tongue kiss. She returns the kiss with just as much energy.

“You look pretty fucking hot!” He says as their kiss parts.

His free hand lifts up the front of the skirt to feel the satin of her panties in the way of him feeling if she was shaved or not.

“You don’t get that yet.” She teases, backing away pushing her skirt down.

“I was just seeing if you were smooth down there.” He replies with a mock pout.

“Well you can think about this to keep you busy.” April purrs as she turns around to show him that her panties are a thong, and her ass is perfectly bare. “If you want to feel this pussy, you will have to do it through the panties until I pull them off.”

“Well I will be trying to get my hand up that skirt as much as possible.” He says in a lustful tone.

“I’m counting on it.” She returns with a cute little grin.

They get into his small white truck and head for the food festival in Seattle. The drive is over an hour, and she teases him by flashing her cute tits, or her purple panties, letting him rub and feel occasionally through them. She doesn’t know how long she can stand to tease him, as it is doing the same to her. Each time his fingers run across the satin her lips get wetter and wetter. The AC in the small truck let’s her know how damp the material is getting every time she spreads her thighs for his touch. She is returning the favor by rubbing him through his cargo shorts. She has gotten him to leave a few precum wet spots on the shorts.

They Arrive and find a place to park. There is a sizable crowd but not too bad. They have fun seeing the booths, Ankara escort tasting new things, watching cooking demos and the such.

They end up finding a band to watch and April tells Greg she is going to just the bathroom real quick and to just stay there. She finds her way to the bathroom and surprisingly it is not too busy. In the stall she hikes up her skirt, slips her thong off and sits down. Her thought of actually using the toilet was never there, her goal was to take off her panties and surprise him, but finds herself so turned on she has to feel for herself how incredibly wet she is. Her fingers find her clit soaked and begging to be touched. Normally she would be content to do this herself, but she wants to feel his fingers instead of hers. April wonders how he will do it in a crowd and not be noticed, but he always seems to be able to do it, and right now she doesn’t care if someone sees.

April finds Greg sitting on a corner of a large concrete planter. Others are there too but not close to him. She walks up, leans down to kiss him on the ear.

“You know this wet pussy isn’t going to play with itself.” She whispers in his ear as she puts her balled up thong in his hand.

He looks up and kisses her deeply and without missing a beat, his free hand closest to her slowly runs up the back of her skirt. She shifts her stance to spread enough to let him in, but not so much to be noticed. She looks behind her and only sees the wall of a building and to her left opposite him she realizes that unless someone was looking for what he was doing nobody would notice. As the band played, his hand slowly creeped up until his fingers grazed her smooth shaved lips. They were slick and inviting. Greg found no resistance as the sex was so wet he could ease right up to her clit. In a way it was an awkward position, but the novelty of his motions made it that much better.

Slowly he strummed her sensitive button. Ankara escort bayan It drove April to a point of lustful frustration, but she craved any way he could make her cum. Occasionally he would stop and fuck her deep with his fingers, sometimes one, then other times two. Pushing them as deep as he could get them. She could feel her slickness running down his hand as he went back and forth, feeling it on her inner thighs. Her fingers ran through his hair on the back of his head.

Her orgasm was getting closer and closer. He could feel her knees shake as she was about to climax. Her pussy begins to throb as he flicks and strumms her to ecstasy. She leans on him for support as his motions slow and move to slow deep fucking. Two then one in alternating slow thrusts. This has her on the edge again, but this time she is just hanging there waiting for it to pour over her. Sensing her frustration he teases just a bit more then goes for a broad three finger run of her slippery button. Now she is both exploding from her pussy and trying to remain standing and not be obvious that she is having a very public orgasm in a crowd of a few hundred people.

She can see his cock straining in his shorts, and very much wants to fondle, taste, and get fucked by that cock. With his fingers still playing with her wet pussy she leans down and says quietly,

“I need to repay the favor and also play with that hard cock of yours.”

He eases his slick hand out of her skirt and begins to lick his fingers.

“You sure taste good, better than anything they are selling here.” He says still enjoying the taste.

He stands and they begin to look for a quiet place to play. Surprisingly they find a blind pathway that leads to a secluded spot. All April can think about is how she wants to play with his member. They make one more quick scan of the area. She kneels down and quickly pulls out his hardness. The whole head is wet Escort Ankara from the precum. She wastes no time, and fills her mouth with it. She sucks and bob’s on him pushing herself on to it to almost hitting her gag reflex a few times, but doesn’t stop greedily sucking. Her pussy wonderfully wet from Greg finger banging her, it throbs as she gobbles his cock. His hands on her head, just along for the ride as she sucks him. Unconsciously she reaches down and starts rubbing her wet pussy as she fucks him with her mouth.

The lust is boiling over in her, she stands, pulling her skirt up, then kissing Greg deep.

“You have to fuck me!” She announces softly.

There is a tree just close with a large rock next to it. He leads her to it, and has her put one foot on the rock and bends her over. With his shorts at his feet he grips her hip with one hand and guides his cock to her wet pussy with the other. All it takes is one stroke and he is deep in her. He then grips both hips and starts to thrust, slowly at first, but he could tell it was not enough for her and let it go. Hard fast pounding was what she got. This was the kind of blur inducing fucking she wanted. Her eyes close as she holds onto the tree. She can feel the cock in her soaked pussy orgasm she wanted surging up quickly. Slam after slam she knew he was going to launch her over. It’s not long before she began to shake as the climax overtook her. Greg was not letting up, she knew she would be sore but very satisfied. He pounded her into another one. Then April could tell he was getting close and wanted so badly to feel his cum deep in her wet cunt. To her delight, when he filled her with cum she joined him for one more.

Greg slowly ease’s out of April’s well fucked pussy. She can already feel that this will not be enough to satisfy her, but she is good for a little while.

“Can I get my panties back?” She asks, as she kisses him thank you.

“Nah, I don’t think so, I want you to feel what we just did on your thighs.” He returns with a smirk in his voice.

This both turned her on more but also worried her a bit as she was going to have his cum running down her leg, but she was too turned on to care at this point. She wondered where they would play next.

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I work in an office with some very nice people.  Yes, we have our busy body, Agnes.  Agnes slithers through the hall with her cup of coffee, just looking for gossip.  And if you ask her, she is the busiest son of a bitch in the entire company. Bert, Frank, and I have become very good buddies.  We love the outdoors.  We also love stopping at Michael’s Pub on Friday after work.  Barbara the bartender is amazing.  Even when the place is busting at the seams, you never have an empty glass.  This is where it all started.The guys and I were having our Friday beer and burger and a guy we had seen in there quite often came over to the table.  We had no idea what he wanted.“Hi, my name is Eric Preston.  Pardon my eavesdropping, but I have heard you fellas talk about loving the outdoors.  I wanted to ask if you would take that love and help with a few community projects.”Bert asked, “What type of projects do you have in mind?”“Our group goes to different places to clean it up.  Like an old cemetery is overgrown, we make it look presentable.  We do the same for people who can’t keep up their property.  This way, the county can’t give them a summons or a fine.  We get together once or twice a month.  I choose a property and let the group know.  We meet on a Saturday morning and spruce it up.  We could use a few new members.”“Eric, that sounds like a good idea,” I said.  “Will the group be going out this Saturday?”“Yes.  We are going to work on the old Parker’s Cemetery just outside the city limits.  It needs a lot of work.   We have gas and electric equipment.  The man that started this, Tony Simpson is a former Navy man.  He has a flatbed attached to his pickup with a generator you could run a house on.  Someone called him Admiral once, and it stuck.”Frank and I said we would be there and bring any implements we had.  Eric was grateful for the extra help.  He said Parker’s was going to be quite a bit of work. Saturday morning arrived with a beautiful sunrise.  A good sign of a good day.  I arrived wearing my best attire.  A few more rips in the tee shirt and it would be a goner.  Frank showed up trying to outdo me.  He just had to wear his threadbare jeans.  Eric introduced us to the group, and we got to work. A girl named Julie and Anadolu Yakası Escort I took on the south side. The overgrowth was so bad, we just started at the roadside and the south end of the cemetery.  Occasionally we would stop to rest and have a casual conversation.  Julie is a pretty girl and very charming.  She had a certain sensual look about her.  Things were going well until I stepped into a deep hole I did not see.  I knew I had broken my leg.  I sat on the ground, my leg in the hole, and my four-letter description of my plight brought Julie, quite a timid girl, to my rescue.   “Terry, do you think your leg is broken?” she asked.“Julie, I am sure it is.  There is a searing pain going through my leg.  I don’t think you are going to pull my two hundred twenty pounds out of this hole.  I think you should get Frank and someone else.”I had to laugh to myself.  When Julie turned to get help, she told me to stay put.  But it was difficult to laugh.Frank and the Admiral showed up and pulled me from the hole.  It hurt like hell.  The Admiral told Julie to call 9-1-1 for an ambulance.  Julie kept looking at me as her eyes welled up with tears.  She sat with me, while Frank went to the roadside to show the medics where to go.  The Admiral used his knowledge to straighten my leg and gave the driver a card to charge. Julie walked alongside me, smiling, and holding my hand for reassurance.  She asked the ambulance driver if she could go with me and the driver agreed.  She sat in the seat looking at me smiling and wiping tears from her eyes.Two hours later, Julie came into my hospital room to find me sitting up with my left leg suspended in the air.  She let out a quiet gasp and stood there for a minute.  I don’t think she has seen anyone with their leg in a plaster cast at a ninety-degree angle to their body.“I can go to the canteen and get a hot cup of coffee for you,” she offered.“Julie, you are so sweet.  Thank you.  And I will take you up on the coffee.”Julie came to see me every day.  Sometimes she would bring something she made.  She would stay with me most of the day.  I was falling for this pretty, loving girl.  I wondered what her feelings or intentions were.It was bound to happen.  Anadolu Yakası Escort Bayan She was getting ready to leave and she was standing by the bedside.  I felt as though she was leaving but stalling for some reason.  I thought to myself, now is as good a time as any.   Julie was close enough, so I reached for her as I sat up in bed and kissed her gently on her lips.  When we parted, her eyes were still closed and there was a blush on her cheeks.  She smiled and bent over to kiss me.  When she did, I could hear her gently panting.  I put my arms around her as best as I could, and she did the same to me while we kissed. “Terry, I couldn’t help myself.  I have been attracted to you since the beginning.  You are a very handsome man.  Please don’t laugh, but I think I’m in love with you.”“Julie, I feel the same way.  You are so feminine and attractive.  I was enamored by you the first time I saw you.  When I am rid of this damn cast, I want to take you to dinner.  I am going crazy about you.”Talk about killing the mood, and the obvious swelling that was occurring, in walks the doctor.  We traded the usual greetings, while he looked at my chart.  His expression was not encouraging.“Mr. Landstrum, I think it will be a few more days before the cast can be removed, and we fit you for a walking cast.  You have broken your ankle and have a compound fracture of your tibia.  From your last set of x-rays, your healing is coming along quite well.  I expect you to have a full recovery.  When we release you, you may want to have someone to help you for a few days.  I see you have someone quite capable of caring for you while you finish your recovery.  I’ll check back in a couple of days.”“Doctor, before you leave.  Would you prescribe my care after my release from here?  I want to be sure I have the right care for my leg and ankle to heal properly,”Julie was looking at me smiling.  The doctor looked at her, smiled, and said, ”I think I have the perfect solution.”The following day, Julie came to the hospital just as she had since my admission.  This time bearing chocolate cookies and a hot cup of coffee.  Julie doesn’t play fair.  She handed me the cookies and gave me a soft kiss.  Escort Anadolu Yakası But she was looking sad.“What’s wrong Julie?  You look sad.”“Terry, I don’t know if I can care for you when you leave here.  I have to move.  The furnished house I’m renting is being sold.  I don’t know where I am going to wind up.  But I want you to know I love you very much.”“Julie, wait.  I don’t want you to go anywhere.  I want you here with me.  Sit tight for a minute.”I got my phone and called Michael’s.  Barbara answered the phone.“Barbara, are any of the guys there?  Have one of them call me before you serve them.  They’ll know is serious.”“Terry, what are you doing?”“I haven’t figured out a way to ask you, but now I have it.  I want you to move in with me.  I love you Julie and I want us to be together.  I just didn’t know how to ask you.”The phone rang, it was Frank.  “Frank, can you get the guys together on Saturday and meet at Julie’s?  Her landlord is selling the house from under her.  If you can help with any packing or whatever, move her into my place.  Put everything in the second bedroom.  I’ve gotta run, the doctor is coming in.”It wasn’t the doctor.  It was Julie’s hand rubbing the inside of my right leg.  Occasionally, she would lightly use her nails when she was nearing my balls.  Finally, I felt her soft hand wrap around my balls.  She was softly massaging them and making me insane.  She looked at me with an expression I had never seen before.  Her soft eyes, her blushing cheeks, she was running her tongue over her red lips.Julie used her index finger to tease the tip of my already aching cock.  When she wrapped her fingers around me, I almost came.  Julie had just enough pressure on my pulsing cock as she pumped it with her soft hand. She stood next to the bed and raised her tee shirt.  I could see her hard nipples through the shirt before she lifted it.  Julie stood on the rails of the bed, bent toward me, and held my head to her breast.  I sucked her and licked her hard nipple.  She was firmly stroking my cock. Julie pulled her breast away from me, threw the cover from me, and started sucking my swollen cock. She grabbed my wrist and put my hand on her breast.  I was fondling her breast and pulling her nipple as she sucked my cock.  She was demanding that she swallow my cum and have her climax from my fondling.She continued sucking me and began to use her hand to add to my arousal.  That was all I could take.  I erupted and Julie did not let a drop escape her hungry mouth.  At the same time, she started to moan and suck harder.  She was climaxing. 

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She couldn’t believe it. He had given her one of his shirts! It was a graphic tee with a big Storm Trooper popping out against the grey fabric. The Empire Strikes Back was printed in purple next to the image. She loved it not only because Star Wars was her favorite series, but because he had given it to her. She always felt a twinge of attraction to this boy. She was unsure why, though. He was balding at twenty-three, a bit on the chubby side. It must have been his personality. He was sweet and funny and genuine. He brought out the nerd in her, which she loved. But she could never be with him. Just for the fact that she him more as a brother figure; it would be to weird.

But that didn’t stop her from bringing the fabric of the shirt to her face and gently inhaling his scent. She never really paid attention to the way he smelled before. The shirt smelled sweet, sort of like cherries. She did recognize the scent though, from when they would hug. She inhaled the sweet scent again and felt a twitch in between her legs.

She had been horny since she had gotten out of the shower nearly six hours Bostancı Escort before. She had even masturbated, but that had only made things worse. So she sighed and got dressed and then went over to the guys house. He sat playing video games and she watched while she did miscellaneous things on her laptop. When it was time for her to leave he gave her the shirt. He claimed it was to small for him, and she said it would fit her perfectly.

And now the scent of his shirt was driving her pussy wild. She tugged off the top she had been wearing and replaced it with his. The smell enveloped her as she pulled it over her head, causing another twitch from below. She smoothed her hands up and down her torso, fondling her breasts and tugging at her nipples. Her breathing got heavier and her pussy got wetter. She let herself glide one hand down her stomach and under the waist band of her lace underwear. She couldn’t believe how wet she was! Her finger circled around her clit and then moved up and down her slit. She teased herself until didn’t want to take it anymore. She slid a Bostancı Escort Bayan finger in her slick entrance. She let out a quiet moan and moved her middle finger back and forth inside her. Her other hand had found its way pass the lace and was now rubbing her hard clit. A light layer of sweat had formed on her skin as her arms and fingers increased and decreased their movement.

At one point the fingers inside her began to cramp. She pulled them out and licked them clean, savoring her sweet juices. She reached over to the side of her bed where she kept her “personal” items: condoms, lube, and her trusted purple vibrator. It was a simple one, with five settings, plus a little nub sticking out for clitoral stimulation. She usually didn’t dare use it when someone was home, but she needed it tonight.

She grabbed a soft towel from her clothes hamper and placed it under herself. Then she grabbed the bottle of lube. This lube was her favorite. It had a cool to warm formula which always made her insides tingle, and it smelled like mint. She squeezed the minty Escort Bostancı gel onto the vibrator and rubbed it around with her finger. She turned the toy on the lowest setting and moved around her begging entrance, slowly pushing it in. She had to bite her lip to suppress the moan that the new sensation and fullness caused. She moved the toy in and out, she switched to the third speed at one point. But she needed more. Her body was writhing and she knew she was close, but she needed something else.

That’s when the lubed up finger slid past her pussy and down to her ass. Nervousness struck her. She was never this horny, never this desperate for pleasure. But she poked at her asshole. Using the lube and her own juices, she got the tip of her middle finger in comfortably. She moved it in short, slow strokes. That was exactly what she needed. She turned the vibrator up to the last setting and started simultaneously pumping her two holes. The triple stimulation was what she needed. She nuzzled her nose under the shirt that smelled like cherries. The shirt that had began all of this. The shirt that was going to be what she breathed in when she came. She let her last moan escape and her insides clenched against the toy and her finger. She switched the vibrator off and slowly removed it and the finger from her ass. She whimpered from the emptiness.

She smiled down at her new favorite shirt.

The End.

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Danny came out of the kitchen to find Maddie bent over in the hallway, her hands pressed against the wall, as one of the party guests Ataşehir Escort fucked her from behind.“I’m Ataşehir Escort Bayan Escort Ataşehir cumming, babe!” he moaned as he filled her with his creamy mess.As the man tucked his wilting dick back into his trousers, Maddie saw Danny watching.“Stop standing there like a twat and come and clean me up,” she ordered.Danny knelt down and spread open his wife’s pussy lips. As the first dribble of cum oozed onto his tongue, he knew he had found his rightful place.

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She was laying on the couch, watching tv when she started feeling the familiar sensation in her clit. The tingling, which made her start thinking about him. The more she thought about him, the more the tingling sensation she felt. Soon, she wasn’t even paying attention to the tv, but, rather, laying there and thinking about him kissing her, teasing her, rubbing her clit, and sliding his cock in her tight, wet pussy.

She got up and walked into the bedroom and slid off her shorts and panties. She laid in bed and turned on the vibrator, putting it directly on her clit. She loved when he played with her nipples, so while the vibrator was on her clit, she rubbed them through her shirt. The shirt added more friction and she could feel the pulsing from rubbing her nipples all the way in her clit. She kept thinking about him rubbing her nipples slowly, and since he wasn’t there, she had to settle for just thinking about it.

As the vibrator rubbed against her clit and she rubbed her nipples, she started thinking about him. How he would be standing over her, watching her play with her vibrator, while he rubbed his cock. She liked thinking about that; she thought it was hot. She started thinking about how he jacks off thinking about her and she felt her clit get more sensitive. She moved the vibrator around on her clit, and could feel herself getting more worked up. It felt so good, and all she wanted was his hands on her. She wanted him next to her, with his fingers rubbing on her clit. He had a smirk on his face when he did that, and she liked seeing that. She thought about how the last Ataşehir Escort time they had sex, she had a rubber cock in her ass and was rubbing her clit with the vibrator and he stood over her, rubbing his hard cock. She started thinking about having a rubber cock in her ass again. He really liked playing with her ass, and she liked how turned on he got while doing that. She liked the feeling of the rubber cock in her ass while he fucked her, and lately, she enjoyed putting a toy in her ass while she played with herself, even when he wasn’t around. She started getting more and more turned on while thinking about sticking the small rubber cock in her ass and continuing to rub her clit with the vibrator.

Just thinking about it made her get closer to cumming, but she didn’t let herself. She got the small rubber cock, and rubbed it with lube. She sat up on her knees and started to slide the rubber cock in her ass. She had to remind herself to relax, and slid it in slowly, so that it didn’t hurt. She wished he could see her doing this, because she knows he would really like watching it. He liked watching her, and she liked knowing he was watching her. Once it slid in her ass, she laid down and began rubbing her clit with the vibrator again. She thought about him standing over her, watching her, and looking at the rubber cock in her ass, looking at her wet pussy, and the vibrator rubbing against her clit. She thought about his thick cock and how she wanted it in her tight, wet pussy.

She wanted him there, watching her. Watching her make herself cum. Ataşehir Escort Bayan She felt the tightness in her abdomen and new she was close to cumming. She rubbed her clit harder and she started to moan. She felt her pussy start to get tight. It felt amazing with the rubber cock in her ass, and she started rubbing her clit harder. She rubbed the vibrator side to side. She moaned louder and her pussy got tighter as her clit felt like it was about to explode. But she pulled the vibrator off so she didn’t cum. It was hard to do that close to orgasm, but she liked the tease. He did it when he played with her clit, and she liked the feeling. She liked the feeling of him bringing her to the brink of orgasm and then stopping, only to start again a few seconds later.

The rubber cock was still in her ass, and she put the vibrator back on her clit. She knew that it wouldn’t take much to get her to cum this time. She thought about how if he was there, she would climb on top and his cock would slide into her pussy while the rubber cock was in her ass. She liked the full feeling of the rubber cock in her ass and his cock in her pussy. While she was thinking about riding his cock, she slid the vibrator in her pussy. It was wet and she wished he could slide his finger in her pussy to feel how wet he made her. She slid the vibrator in and out, the rubber cock still in her ass. She started sliding it in and out faster. She felt the tightness in her pussy, and started to moan.

She felt her pussy tighten and the energy rush through her pussy as she came Escort Ataşehir while fucking herself with the vibrator and the rubber cock in her ass. She moved the vibrator, which was dripping in her pussy juice, to her clit again, and started rubbing. It was wet and slippery now. She rubbed her clit side to side. Her ass felt like it was getting tighter, and she felt the tightness in her abdomen again. She knew she wanted to cum. She wanted to feel the strong orgasm that she had been building. She wished he was there to see her cum, and that made her want to cum even more. She thought about him on top of her now, sliding his cock in and out of her pussy, with the rubber cock still in her ass. She thought about him looking at her, making eye contact while he slides his cock in and out of her pussy.

She rubbed her clit with the vibrator, harder and harder. She started moaning. All she could think about was him cumming in her pussy. She rubbed the vibrator, harder and harder. She said out loud to herself “cum in me,” as she rubbed her clit. Her pussy got tight and she felt the sensation hit her clit. She was about to cum. She felt her ass tighten around the rubber cock, her pussy tighten, and the explosive feeling coming through her clit. She said “cum in me,” again, thinking about him moaning as he cums deep in her. Her clit exploded with energy that she felt all the way through to her toes. It felt like all her muscles were contracting and exploding at the same time. She laid there for a few minutes; it took a few minutes for everything to slow down, her breathing to return to normal, and for her pussy muscles to stop contracting.

She slid the rubber cock out of her ass, and laid there for a few more minutes. She had a good strong orgasm, but the ones he gave her were always better. She was excited to tell him about what she did, so that he could jack off while thinking what she did.

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