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ObsessionThis story is based on reluctance and coercion in a lesbian setting. It’s fantasy, for the enjoyment of people who take pleasure in such themes. But if this type of storyline is not for you, thank you for stopping by but please pass on.Oh yes… the woman at the heart of this tale is Erika Donati. She is even hotter in real life than she is in the story. *I felt the sexual heat run through my body and settle in my pussy. How could I feel so aroused, just from a series of glances?Callie and I had found a restaurant close to the newly renovated convention centre. It had looked a little upmarket for us but the table d’hôte menu had been surprisingly within our budget. And in that early afternoon time zone between the end of business lunch and the start of happy hour, it was relatively empty. The morning workshop had gone on for far too long and the only relief from the droning speaker had been when Callie had started her sexual games. I’m sure a couple of delegates nearby had noticed when she slipped her hand under the hem of my skirt but that sort of thing only encouraged her more. We’d been an item for a couple of years now, ever since we’d met at a student demonstration in London. One thing had led to another. We’d gone with another group to a pub afterwards and as people had drifted away, Callie had told me she loved brunettes and invited me back to her small bedsit for ‘coffee’. I’d been with other women before, of course, but until I’d felt her fingers and mouth ravaging me, I’d been content to drift between lovers of either gender. She’d devoured me completely and since that night I’d been completely devoted to her. I’d long ago discovered that the idea of sex in public, with a real danger of being seen, was quite a turn on for her. She was incorrigible in that mood and the long white tablecloth had allowed her to continue her games in the restaurant without being noticed by the few other diners. Or had we?It was the woman I could see over Callie’s right shoulder who had tuned into our action. I was sure she had. I’d felt her looking at me… probing, searching. She was much older than either of us, in her mid forties, perhaps? A few strands of her dark hair sexily fell across her face and her dress was displaying almost as much of her long toned legs as it was her impressive cleavage.But it was her eyes that had got to me more than anything. They smouldered.There wasn’t the slightest doubt in my mind that she knew what we were doing. Each time Callie became more adventurous under the table, the woman would smile at me while she flicked a hand through her hair, or ran her tongue across her full lips, or crossed and then uncrossed those long legs, or ran the tip of her finger across her fabulous cleavage…God, she was a sexy bitch.I found that I was becoming more turned on by her attention than I actually was by Callie’s hand. More accurately, the way those deep eyes smouldered at me made me fantasise that it was her hand under the table, not my girlfriend’s.What the fuck was wrong with me?I eventually excused myself and headed for the restrooms. A quick freshen up would help me ease the sexual tension I was feeling and then Callie and I would be heading back to register for tomorrow’s conference. I’d never been unfaithful in my life, nor did I intend ever to break that resolution, yet by flirting so openly with our eyes, I almost felt that I’d been cheating on my girlfriend. Escaping from that piercing gaze would allow me to calm me down. The exposed brick walls of the restaurant seemed to be closing in as I headed towards the restrooms, making me realise just how much I’d drunk while we’d enjoyed our meal. Callie was good with alcohol. I’d never been that way. Alone in the bathroom, I hurried over to the sink and placed my palms face down on the cool counter. My heart was palpitating. I stared at myself in the mirror, seeing the need in my eyes staring back. As soon as we’d registered I’d take Callie back to the hotel and let her have her wicked way with me. She’d like that. God, so would I…My mind began to drift. Whereas Callie was blonde, my first experience of girl-girl sex had been with a brunette, just like the woman in the restaurant. She’d been a similar age, too. Sandra had been a professor at my University and had a reputation for taking a fancy to some of her students. I’d been an innocent in those days of course and had been putty in her hands.The very first time she’d taken me back to her quarter’s at the University, she’d done things to me I’d only seen in porn films. Then she’d introduced me to her strappy. I’d always been curious about what it would be like to be fucked like that by another woman. I bit my lip as the recollection began to overwhelm me. I could almost feel her large strappy thrusting inside me…The thought of the woman in the restaurant doing the same to me loomed large in my mind. God, sometimes these sexual fantasies just appeared in my mind from nowhere. Sandra been so sweet and so gentle but the woman I’d just been flirting with wouldn’t be either. The look in her eyes told me that. Why the fuck did that thought turn me on so much?My body trembled. Was I cumming? Without even touching myself? Impossible. I was dabbing water on my face, starting to pull myself together, when she entered the restrooms. I saw her in the mirror as I glanced up and I felt a shudder of arousal run through my body. I hadn’t expected this…She stood with her back to the door, arms folded across her breasts, just staring at me. Then she spoke.”I love the pose. Is that for me?”I realised that I was still half bent forward. That was the position I’d automatically adopt when Sandra entered the room, naked except for her long strappy. A bead of sweat broke out on my forehead and I stood up and turned towards her. Those eyes were burning into me again.Neither of us spoke for a moment. My hands rested on the counter behind me, holding me up. I felt weak at the knees.She sauntered across the room, stopping just short of me. She had one meticulously plucked brow raised, the corners of her full lips turned up in amusement, and those dark eyes were sending a message that was impossible to ignore.”You were waiting for me?”I shook my head. I needed to get out of there as quickly as I could. “Of course not.”She raised a hand to my face and when I quickly turned my head to the side, her fingertips caressed my cheek. “Of course you were. We both know that.”I just stared at her, unsure of how to respond.My nipples were already piercing my thin top and if I let go of the countertop I would crumble in a heap.”I have to get back to my girlfriend.”She nodded, acknowledging and yet dismissing the thought.”The blonde? She’s cute. But not as cute as you. You’re both English?”I pursed my lips and nodded. I couldn’t trust myself to speak. There was something about this woman that crawled inside you and made you sweat. I’d never met anyone with such an incredibly powerful sexual presence.”My my, what a small world…,” she purred. “I grew up in Leeds. They were three of the best years of my life. But perhaps it’s just as well that I moved here. If you and I lived close together, you’d be hell on my marriage.”I felt the goosebumps break out on my skin.”I really need güvenilir canlı bahis siteleri to get back,” I said, trying to regain my composure.She smiled at me, as if challenging me to squeeze past her. She was standing close enough for me to smell her perfume and I could feel her hot breath each time she spoke. When I didn’t move, she stepped even closer so that our bodies touched and traced her right index fingertip across the boundary of my left jawline.”You knew I was watching you, didn’t you? Did it turn you on? Is that why you came in here? You knew I would follow you, didn’t you?”I almost creamed my panties at the words. Was this really happening? “I’m with my girlfriend…” “I know,” she breathed against my mouth. “That makes it all the sexier, don’t you think?”Her arm snaked around my neck. She curled her fingers in my hair and then roughly yanked my head back, tilting it to the side. I gasped in shock. Those full lips were only a fraction away and they looked so inviting…”I SO love the devoted ones,” she murmured as she traced the tip of her tongue along the outside of my lips. “You are going to be so much fun to corrupt.”When her lips pressed against mine, I shamefully responded with all the passion that had been building up over lunch. My body shivered as her snaking tongue invaded my mouth. This was wrong, so wrong. I was with Callie. Anyone could walk in here at any moment.And yet it was so fucking sexy…I found myself pinned against the sink behind me as we made out like rabid a****ls. Her lips were somehow both softer and more demanding than anyone I’d ever been with, woman or man. The feeling of her large breasts pushing against mine, her fingers curled in my hair, was almost more than I could take.Her whisper was thick and husky as she at last pulled her lips away from mine and whispered in my ear.”I’m going to touch you. And then I’m going to feed you.”Her teeth nipped my earlobe as her free hand effortlessly eased the hem of my skirt up above the tops of my stockings. I gasped out loud, and she smiled. In an instant her hand was sliding inside my thong. She knew exactly what she was doing and I was completely lost to the red haze engulfing me. Fuck, I was so wet! Her incredible touch skimmed along the ridge of my labia. She teased my clit without touching it, circling the swollen bud.”Yes?” she whispered, with the slightest tinge of held-back v******e.I panted. This was all of my lewdest fantasies rolled into one.”Yes…””Yes what…?””Yes, please…”She held my head with her left hand tangled in my hair, holding me motionless as she looked in my eyes and smiled at me. When she stiffened two fingers and pushed them into my throbbing pussy, I couldn’t contain the scream.”Godddddddddddd…”The word came out like a series of reverberations bouncing from the back of my throat. My senses went into overload. When she lightly thumbed my clit she may as well have flipped a detonator. I was cumming and I was cumming hard.Despite the location, I screamed out again as the most violent of orgasms consumed my body. Erika covered the sound by kissing me again, her lips wet and soft. And then I felt her fingers against my mouth… feeding me my own juices. I gasped but obediently opened my lips for her. I was powerless to resist. “Good girl” she murmured as she fed me my own wetness.She turned me around so that I was looking into the mirror. Her appearance was classy and elegant whereas I looked like a just-fucked streetwalker. I jumped slightly as she brushed her lips against against my cheek and I felt her breath again as she pressed a card into my hand.”Whore” she whispered in my ear. I had to hold onto the counter to to stop myself from collapsing. She was right! In the blink of an eye I’d betrayed Cassie and willingly given myself to this stranger. I was a whore. And somehow that fact was incredibly exciting…”Call me,” I heard her say. It wasn’t a request. It was an instruction.As my mind attempted to take in what had just happened, I heard her vicious stilettos clicking away. When the door closed behind her, I looked down at the business card. It contained the word Erika and a single telephone number.And then it hit me… she hadn’t even asked my name.*I’d changed my mind at least a dozen times. I’d kept telling myself that I had no intention of calling Erika. No way. I couldn’t do that to Callie. I’d never been unfaithful and I tried to convince myself that the encounter hadn’t quite qualified as cheating. I’d had too much to drink and I’d been taken advantage of. After all, I hadn’t done anything… Other than let a sexy, hot, older woman finger me to the best orgasm of my life! I hadn’t been able to get the encounter out of my mind and Callie had been surprised by the ferocity of my lovemaking last night. If only she’d known why. Mind you, she probably wouldn’t have remembered even if I’d confessed. We’d found a nice place for dinner and consumed far too much wine. I had my limits but Callie never knew when to stop. She’d been drunk out of her mind when we’d returned to our hotel. Maybe that had been just as well? I’m sure I’d called her Erika when she’d gone down on me… I couldn’t get the older woman out of my mind. If she could give me such a violent climax with her fingers, what she could do with her mouth? The fantasy had me salivating. So did the thought of what it would be like to go down on her…When morning had arrived, I’d looked at Callie beside me and then dredged up a willpower I didn’t know I had. Though she was still feeling the effect of the alcohol, I’d helped her get ready and we’d headed to the conference. I reasoned that it was the only way to remove temptation and by the time we returned to our hotel this evening, Erika would be just a distant wet dream. The plan had worked well. Until Callie had taken ill, that was. I’d seen it before. She needed to sleep off her alcoholic over indulgence and I’d managed to get her back to our hotel in a taxi and tuck her up in bed. All I had to do was return to the conference. Instead, I’d reached for the telephone…*Erika and I sat at the same table I’d occupied with Callie. I was sure that was a deliberate decision on her part. Returning to the same restaurant, the same table was a strong reminder of yesterday’s encounter.I hadn’t eaten much. How could I? Almost as soon as we were seated she had removed one of her stilettos and begun to run her bare foot up and down my leg. “Tell me something,” she sexily murmured after coffee arrived. “Did you think of me while fucking your girlfriend last night?”My heart began to palpitate. She instinctively knew how to turn me on.”Of course you did,” she told me as I failed to find a response. “Was it good?”I blinked my eyes in an attempt to stop my head from spinning. This was like one of my most extreme fantasies coming to life but I had to get a grip. “Erika, let’s get something clear,” I said, attempting to keep my voice calm and firm. “Callie is my girlfriend. I’m with her.””Then why did you wait for me in the ladies yesterday?””I didn’t… I… I…””You acted like the whore you are, darling. You can lie to me but you can’t lie to yourself. That’s why you called and asked to meet today, isn’t it?”She placed her elbow on the güvenilir illegal bahis siteleri table and rested her chin on her hand, so casually that would could have been talking about the menu. Her foot under the table rose higher and began to push my legs apart.”You know what’s going to happen…” she drawled. “I’m going to bring alive every sluttish fantasy you’ve ever had, don’t you?”My hair stood on end and goosebumps appeared on every part of my body, but she hadn’t finished. Her foot was scr****g along my inner thigh and her eyes refused to leave mine.”I’m going to crawl inside that pretty head and peel you apart…” I shuffled on the chair, knowing I should put a stop to this before it went too far but my legs were widening of their own volition. It felt as if she understood my desires better than I knew them myself.”Give me your panties.”I gasped. Was she joking?”Now! Here, at the table. No one can see.” She stretched out her hand. “Take them off and give them to me, dear.”The way she looked at me, the way she spoke, made me feel powerless to do anything other than follow her instruction. A blush spread across my cheeks as I shifted my body and slid the skimpy panties down my legs. I was as discreet as I could manage but didn’t dare glance around in case anyone was watching.Erika took the black panties from my trembling hand and placed them in open view on the table beside her. Her foot found my wetness and she ran her big toe along the full length of my opening.”You can’t cum. Understand?” Her toe gently parted my labia and I stifled a groan. When she eased the toe inside me, my body was consumed with a dizzying heat. Sweat broke out on my forehead. Callie loved sex in public places but she was an amateur compared to this woman.When she somehow rotated her toe, my body jerked like a marionette being yanked to the ceiling. She smiled, giving me time to recover and then obtained the same result by repeating the action. I whimpered and held a serviette to my lips, trying to stifle the sound. Erika’s eyes sparkled with amusement.”Whore,” she mouthed to me, twisting the toe inside me again.The orgasm hit me like a freight train. My entire body began to shudder. I knew that my predicament would be clear to anyone observing us and yet I couldn’t hold back the spellbinding climax. Erika kept her big toe in position, gently moving it inside me as if pacing me down from the throbbing intensity.”Didn’t I tell you that you mustn’t cum,” she eventually murmured, playful shaking an admonishing finger. “I think we’re going to have to punish you when we get to my house, don’t you? By the way, what’s your name, dear?”*Erika’s home was amazing—large, spacious and full of light. But I had no time to admire it. Her hands were on my body as soon as we entered, sliding my dress from my shoulders. I hadn’t worn a bra and she nodded her approval as she stood back to admire my body, naked except for the nude thigh high stockings.”It’s just as well that my husband is away,” she smiled. “I think he would have a conniption if he knew there were two whores in the house.”Turning, she walked across to the centre of the room and then turned back towards me. Leaning against the back of an antique looking sofa, she sexily crooked a finger.”Come here.”Her voice was low and husky, as if the anticipation of what was about to happen was getting to her, too. When I was a couple of feet away, she slowly gathered and then pulled up the hem of her dress.”Take off my panties, there’s a good girl.”Her left hand found my right shoulder and applied a little downward pressure. I obediently sank to my knees, hooking my fingers into her panties as I did. I kept my gaze fixed upwards on hers as I gently pulled them down her legs. She lifted one leg and then the other to help me drag them away.”Such a polite little slut…” she murmured, reaching down and stroking under my chin. “It’s time now. Why don’t you show me what you can do…”I felt dizzy, like a d**g addict needing their fix. Dipping my head forwards, I ran my tongue over my lips and then licked along the inside of her thigh. “Oh yes… good girl…”I marvelled at the softness of her skin as I lifted one of her toned legs and carefully placed across my shoulder. That gave me a better angle and for a few moments I worshipped her beautiful pussy with only my eyes and my breath. The spell was broken when Erika’s reached down to grasp my long dark hair. Her nails gently scratched my scalp as she pulled me to the Promised Land.”It was my cunt you were thinking about when you were in bed with your girlfriend last night, yes?” Her voice was thick with need. “Lick me, Claire…” The words had hardly escaped her lips when I attacked her with my mouth. I needed to feed and I couldn’t hold back. Electricity ran through my body at the first lap of my tongue. I licked my lips, savouring her taste, and then returned for more. I indulged myself for a while, luxuriating in the sound of her soft moans, and then traced a path between her labia with my tongue. They yielded gently and she mumbled unintelligibly as she fractionally adjusted her position against the sofa. Her clutching hands kept my face pressed firmly in position. I gripped her thighs more tightly with my hands and pushed my tongue forward. There was a slight resistance but then it entered her with startling ease. I almost creamed on the spot. I felt heat, moisture, taste, aroma and an incredible silkiness.Erika moaned and I felt a gentle but insistent pressure on my tongue. It was as if she was moulded around me, as if we were intended for one another. I flexed my tongue inside her and felt her swell slightly to accommodate me. Her body was inviting me even deeper and her muscles were trying to suck me in. What was it she’d said earlier? She wanted to crawl into my head and peel me apart? Her grip on my hair tightened. She was growling now and rubbed my face up and down her wet pussy, using me for her pleasure. She moved slowly, smothering her juices across my forehead, nose, mouth and chin. I was her personal fucktoy…I don’t know how long she used me but I didn’t want the moment to end. Maybe I should have felt humiliated, degraded, but instead I was very, very aroused. Eventually, she dragged my head away and stared down into my eyes. “I could drown you…” My pussy flooded with arousal. Yes. Oh, Yes!!I tried to jam my head back between her thighs but her stiletto heel stopped me. She placed it against my chest and with a grunt sent me tumbling backwards onto the carpet. For a few seconds I looked up at her, shocked, eyes wide. Her chest was rising and falling as she pushed upright and reached behind her body. Before I knew what she was doing, she had released her dress and allowed it to crumple around her ankles. My breath caught in my throat. She stood before me in her corset, stockings and sharp black patent pumps—a sexual Goddess displaying herself to her conquest!The heat inside my body was almost overwhelming me. She was sex incarnate.Then she was stepping across my prone body, placing a long leg either side of me and slowly kneeling over my face. I thought my heart was going to explode. I just stared up at her—a puppet on her string—as she lowered herself, resting güvenilir bahis şirketleri on her palms and knees as she squatted on all fours just above my head. “Keep your head on the floor and arms by your sides,” her voice barked down at me. “I want you to watch.”I nodded. It was impossible to speak. I could hardly breathe.Her right hand slid slowly down her stomach. I could clearly see the backs of her knuckles as her fingers reached her sex. It was beautiful, with just a tiny tuft of hair adorning the top, and her musky odour was intoxicating.A growling sound came from the back of her throat as she tilted her head back. Eyes closed, she slid her two middle fingers inside her wetness. I stared disbelievingly as she began to fuck herself just inches away from my face. Her actions were so unexpected, so raw, that I was instantly captivated, an innocent bystander who was now a prisoner in her sexual world. She moved her fingers gently at first, her face betraying her pleasure, and as the tension mounted she began to thrust harder, deeper. The wet sound, her musky aroma, and the lewd sight just a fraction away was overwhelming. I wanted to raise my hands and drag her down onto my mouth but her instructions had been clear. Each time her fingers withdrew I could see her inner lips gripping them, as if they didn’t want to feel the void for any longer than necessary.”Want to taste?” she murmured, looking down at me again.She removed both fingers and held them up to the light. I thought she was going to make me beg but then she smiled and wiped them across my lips. I lapped at them like a rabid b**st, up and down and then at the flesh between her fingers. When she eventually withdrew them from my mouth, I continued to run my tongue back and forward across my lips to savour the taste. When she worked both fingers back inside herself and then added a third, I whimpered like a baby. God, I so wanted that cunt…”Last night…” She shuddered slightly as she spoke. Her voice was hoarse. “I thought of you while I let my husband fuck me. Just as you were thinking of me…”Her free hand reached for my hair, gathering it between her clutching fingers. She raised my head up so that she could smear herself across my face again.”Is this what you were thinking of?” she husked. “Suck it… Suck my peach…”My mouth attacked her pussy like a thirsty woman lost in the desert. I wrapped my hands around her thighs, dragging her even closer. She placed her palms over them, entwining our fingers. I was so aroused I thought I might go out of my mind. I couldn’t get enough—sucking, licking and lapping as if I would never feed again. “Does your girlfriend excite you like this, Claire dear?”I heard her provocative words and responded by running my tongue across her clit. I was out of control and we both knew it.”Goddddd, yesss,” she moaned as I flicked my tongue at her clit. Over and over again. “You delightful bitch! Bite… Bite, damn you…”We gave ourselves to each other in our different ways, two a****ls in the wild venting their need in the wildest, lewdest fashion. Erika held my head motionless with one hand as she rotated her hips in slow circles on my face. Her other hand rose up to her magnificent breasts, pinching and pulling at her left nipple. She smothered me, rising occasionally to let me breathe and then grinding again.I needed her climax, but just as I thought it was within my grasp she was twisting her body around. With a remarkable dexterity, she reversed her position and I understood what she had in mind. Callie and I loved to Sixty Nine but right here, right now, this woman was taking me into a different world. Her hands slithered under me to cup my ass and pull me to her mouth. I gasped out loud. The sound turned into a scream as she traced the letter “E” onto my labia. Where the fuck had she learnt that? She took her time on each side, as if she were branding me with the heat of her tongue. There was no respite and I didn’t care. Her mouth had found my clit and her tongue was tracing the letter again.”Oh My God… Erika…”I heard her mutter something in response but all I could focus on was her pleasuring mouth and the orgasm that wasn’t far away. Erika understood my need. She was an expert, after all. Her head drew away for a second and just as I was about to whimper out a complaint, she dove forward again and impaled me with her tongue.”OH GOD…” The words came out like a scream.Her tongue dove even deeper. Her chin bounced against my clit. Her mouth was treating my pussy the way her cunt had treated my face. Her movements were fast, frantic and deliberate. I felt the tide sweeping in. So did she.”Cum for me, slut…” Her words bounced around my head. “Cum now…”Oh God! I pumped my hips against her face.”Spray me, bitch. SPRAY ME!!”An uncontrollable scream tore from my parched throat. For the first time in my life, I squirted. The first gush hit her full force, splashing across her face. She moaned her approval and opened her mouth to accept the second blast. My entire body was shuddering and I couldn’t stop. She plastered herself against me, pinning my body to the floor as a third gush violently released itself. This time she almost choked as she frantically tried to catch and swallow it all. I could feel her sharp manicured nails digging into my skin and I had no idea how long she continued to lap at my juices. Another orgasm was seeking me out and behind my closed eyelids, darkness was closing in…*I woke up in a strange bed in a strange room. My naked body was lying on top of the crumpled white satin sheets. As reality returned, I sat up hurriedly and covered my mouth as I saw the darkness outside the window. How long had I been here?One by one, memories of the afternoon reappeared inside my head like a series of video clips from a porn movie. I had a vague recollection of Erika helping me to her bedroom. She’d scissored me and I’d screamed like a banshee when I’d climaxed. I had thought that Callie was the best at tribbing but this woman easily worked a couple more screaming orgasms from me before succumbing to her own.I glanced around the empty bedroom and caught my reflection in the dressing table mirror. I looked a mess. My sweat-covered hair was practically sticking to my scalp and I tried to pull it into some sort of shape with my fingers. It occurred to me that this was what a whore must look like when she had been used.That’s what I had been. Erika’s whore!My body jumped when the bathroom door opened. Erika stood there, posing sexily in the doorway, as naked as the day she was born. The knowing smile on her face had become familiar. But it was the large strap-on fastened around her hips that shocked me. She began to stroke it with her hand as I stared across the room.”I thought I might be able to persuade you to stay the night,” she huskily told me, pushing away from the doorframe.The dildo flapped lewdly in front of her as she sauntered across the room towards me. Once she reached the bed, she crawled up beside me on the sheets. I knew I couldn’t stay any longer. Callie would be wondering where I was. It was time to put an end to this and take my leave. Wasn’t it? But Erika’s hand had found my hair and she was tugging my head towards the phallus. My eyes glanced up into hers as she rubbed the head against my mouth. I groaned and then opened my lips. It was a long time since I’d had any sort of cock. Erika gave an approving moan as I spat saliva onto the long shaft and then began to suck. She patted my head. “Tomorrow, I think we might go to meet Callie…”

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I made another mans wife my cock whore part 5What a long week! I had allowed Mel to play with her toy the last week. We talked just about everyday but never meet up during the week. Mel and I live 1.5 hours away, being married, it makes sneaking out for a quicky a little difficult. I had denied her the ability to play with herself and for a woman who had masturbated just about everyday, she needed some attention! “Feed me!” she declared one day. I reminded her that she would be meeting PG in a few days and if she was a good girl, she could be feed then. I still had yet to fuck this girl!I chatted with PG and decided that Friday afternoon would be a good meetup date. Mel’s schedule is more flexible than mine. My original plan was for PG and me to take turns with Mel and send her home to her husband full of cum, but my schedule was not working out. I called Mel to let her know that I would not make it but I wanted her to meet PG for a drink or two. If she felt comfortable, she would call me up and await further instructions. I selected a location that was midway for Mel & I and had PG pick a good open area bar to meet. Mel called me up on the way to the meetup and was extremely nervous. She had just had her hair and nails done and was starting to feel a little scared. She called me up on the way to the bar and told me she couldn’t do it. She was too afraid. “Mel, is your pussy wet?” I asked.”Yes sir” she replied.”Why? Why is your pussy wet if you’re scared?” “I’m excited about this but scared” she replied.I had Mel pull over. I asked her to slide her fingers into her panties. I wanted her güvenilir bahis to tell me how wet she was and how hard her clit was. “Yes sir”.”Mel, I want you to slide two fingers into your wet pussy for me. I want you to tell me how two fingers feel inside your wet pussy”. “It feels good sir”. “Pull your fingers out Mel and start rubbing your clit””Yes sir”. She started moaning louder. “Mel, I need you to stop playing with my pussy! Get yourself fixed up and go stuff it with some cock!” “Yes sir” she replied.I hung up the phone can called PG. I asked PG what he wanted and how long he wanted to use her for. PG explained that his wife was not into any oral pleasures. She wasn’t even into kissing. He wanted to kiss her, eat pussy and really needed his cock sucked. He also wanted to fuck her ass. A couple of hours would be good. I explained that this was Mel’s first time for me to share her. She was to meet him for a drink. If she felt comfortable with him, he could take her to a hotel and do anything he wanted, except her ass. I wanted to fuck her ass before I allowed others. He also needed to take pictures using her phone. PG meet Mel at a local bar and they had a drink. Mel called me up to let me know, they were going up to the room. I asked if she was still nervous. “Not anymore”, she replied. “My pussy is dripping wet”. I told her that she had been a good girl and she was allowed to do whatever he told her to do … except anal. and I wanted her to call me in 1 hour. She belonged to him for the next 3 hours. “Thank you sir” she replied. I’m still at work, trying to concentrate, thinking türkçe bahis about all the things they could be doing! It was driving me nuts! Then, i got lucky. All my afternoon meetings were canceled. I hoped in my car and started heading to the hotel! On my way, my phone rings. It’s Mel!!I ask her if everything is ok? “Yes”, she replies, halfway moaning. I then ask if she’s enjoying herself. “Yes”, barely audible because of her moans. “What’s he doing to you?” I asked.”He’s eating my pussy” She moaned loudly.Then all of sudden, gurgling sounds. I couldn’t understand anything that was going on! I started to get a little concerned and excited. I asked what was going on with no reply, just gurgling sounds.Then suddenly, she asked “Are you still there?” “Yes, are you ok?” I replied.”Yes” then more gurgling.”What’s he doing?” I asked.She finally replied ….. “Fucking my mouth”. Than more gurgling and the phone hung up. I WAS ROCK HARD!!!!I couldn’t believe it! This married woman that I knew from school was getting faced fucked from someone she didn’t know, because I told her to! I’m trying my hardest to get to the hotel and what happens … I get hung up in traffic!! I was dying there wondering what the hell was going on. Then she calls me again. “Do you want me to stay here when he finishes with me?” she asked. “Yes I do! What’s he doing now?” “He’s eating my pussy again!” She replied. Then, you guessed it. gurgling noise and a phone hang up. I’m going nuts! My exit is 2 miles away and I’m stuck in traffic not moving!!! As I reach my exit 30 minutes later, I get a text from PG. “Thanks güvenilir bahis siteleri bro. Pics & vdo are on her phone. Let’s do this again soon.” My phone rings, it’s Mel. She’s barely audible, almost sounds like she’s crying. “Are you ok” I asked.”Yes sir” she replied. “He wants to meet again. Would you have any interest in another session with him?””Yes sir, I would enjoy it”. I let her know that I’m down the road and ask for the room number. I walk into the room and there she is, on her knees, waiting for me. I ask her for her phone and have her stand up and bend over. I put the phone on her lower back and started watching some of the video. I pulled down my pants, lubed my throbbing erection and told her I was about to fuck her ass. There she is, video of Mel sucking this guy as I start to enter her ass. It doesn’t take me long to get to full force and she’s moaning loud. “Where did he cum?” I ask as I’m pounding her ass. “In my mouth” she replied.”Did you swallow?” “Yes sir”.”I’m going to cum in your ass. When you get home, I want you to give your husband a kiss.” “Yes sir”, she replied.I pumped her ass for a few more minutes before I blew my load. I grabbed her phone and took pics of my cum as it ran down into her cunt. I let her know she had been a good girl and she was free to play with my pussy for the coming weekend. I pulled my pants up and walked out the door. On my way home PG called me up. He said he had asked Mel where she wanted him to cum. She wanted him to cum on her ass and take a picture for me. As he got closer to cum, he let her know he was ready. She reached up and grabbed his butt and pulled him all the way in. “She’s a great cock sucker” He proclaimed. “I have a friend that would like to use her as well if that’s ok with you”.hmmm … i wonder what I’ll do. I’ll upload a pic of Mel with PG

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Klassentreffen Teil 1 Wie alles begannEine Geschichte die sich in meinen Träumen wiederspeigelt1.Nervös schaute ich aus dem Fenster, als der Zug in den Bahnhof meiner Heimatstadt einfuhr. Ich war schon über 5 Jahre nicht mehr in meiner Heimatstadt gewesen.Was würde mich erwarten? Sind die alten Freunde noch genau so wie früher, oder haben sie sich auch so verändert wie ich mich?.Es war für mich Überraschend, das ich vor 5 Wochen eine Einladung zu einem Klassentreffen bekommen hatte.Niemand von meinen „ alten Klassenkameraden“ wusste eigentlich wo und in welcher Stadt ich Wohnte. Umso mehr freute es mich. endlich die Freunde zu treffen, die ich seit meinem letzten Besuch nicht mehr gesehen habe. Als ich mach dem Abitur nach Regensburg ging um dort zum Studieren, trennten sich unsere Wege. Jeder machte etwas anders. Einige ging zur Bundeswehr, andere Studierte sonst wo oder übernahmen einen Job bei den Eltern. Jedenfalls gingen unsere Wege auseinander.Mir gefiel es in Regensburg recht gut. Da ich keine Eltern mehr hatte zog es mich auch nicht mehr zurück. Ich studierte Maschinenbau und fand nach dem Studium eine feste Anstellung in einem Ingenieurbüro. Schnell fand ich bei den Kollegen Anschluss und es bildeten sich richtige Freundschaften.Mit einer Kollegin, die mit mir in der Firma angefangen hatte, hatte ich mich besonders angefreundet. Sie war sehr hübsch und auch sonst recht ansprechbar. Wir unternahmen sehr viel in unserer Freizeit und die anderen Kollegen wetteten schon, wann die Hochzeitsglocken für uns läuten würden. Zu ihren Verdruss machten wir beide keine Anstalten zu heiraten. Wir wollten beide nicht. Uns genügte die Freundschaft, die wie sich bald herausstellte für mich sehr Wichtig werden würde.Ich hatte seit meinen Jugendjahren den Wunsch Unterwäsche von Frauen anzuziehen und es verging kaum ein Tag, an dem ich nicht einen Slip oder zumindest eine Strumpfhose unter meiner männlichen Kleidung trug.Eines Tages passierte es dann. Ich war wieder einmal, so glaubte ich, der letzte in der Firma und wollte gerade meinen PC ausschalten, als ich merkte, dass meine Strumpfhose eine Laufmasche bekam. Da es eine teure Strumpfhose war, zog ich schnell meine Hose aus und wollte die Laufmasche mit einem Kleber stoppen, als die Tür aufging und Sandra in mein Büro stürmte. Verdutzt blieb sie stehen und schaute mich erstaunt an. Ich bekam sofort einen roten Kopf und wollte etwas Stammeln als sie mir ins Wort fiel. „ Hallo was haben wir denn da?“ fragte sie. „Einen Mann ich Slip und Strumpfhosen, mein lieber Scholli, das hätte ich nicht von dir gedacht, dass du solche Sachen machst, du bist mir vielleicht einer. Aber ich dachte mir schon so etwas, denn jedes Mal wenn wir Einkaufen gingen und ich mir Dessous kaufte, dann hast du immer einen neidischen Blick gehabt, so als wolltest du dir auch solche Sachen kaufen“. „Wollte ich auch“ gab ich ihr zu meiner Überraschung als Antwort. „ Was willst du denn von mir?“ fragte ich. „Ich wollte dich fragen ob wir noch in unsere Stammkneipe gehen“ bekam ich als Antwort.„Aber wie ich sehe hast du ein anderes Problem und bestimmt keine Lust mit einer Strumpfhose mit Laufmasche noch Auszugehen oder?“ meinte sie schnippisch. „ Nein habe ich nicht“ gab ich barsch zurück. „ Du kannst sie doch ausziehen, ich habe noch eine Ersatzstrumpfhose dabei, die leihe ich dir, die Größe müsste passen“ sprach sie und verschwand bevor ich etwas erwidern konnte. Kurz darauf kam sie wieder in mein Büro und legte mir die Strumpfhosenpackung auf den Schreibtisch. „Probiere doch mal an“ sagte sie. Immer noch im Slip, öffnete ich die Verpackung und wollte in die Strumpfhose schlüpfen, als ein Einwand von Sandra kam. „ Kein Wunder, das deine Strumpfhosen Laufmaschen bekommst. Du zeihst sie ja verkehrt an. Du musst zuerst ein Bein raffen und dann mit einem Fuß reinsteigen, dann machst du das gleiche mit dem anderen Fuß“. „ Danke für den Tipp“ gab ich Sandra zur Antwort. „ Ich sehe schon, du musst noch viel lernen“ stellte sie fest. „Wie meinst du das?“. „ Ganz einfach, du bekommst von mir Unterricht“ „ Wie? was?“ wollte ich wissen. „ Na Unterricht halt, Ich mag dich und es ist mir eine Freude dir zu helfen“. „Willst du mich verkohlen, welche Frau will mit einem Mann etwas zu tun haben, der sich in seinen Freizeit wie eine Frau kleidet, ich bin doch in deinen Augen bestimmt pervers oder?“. „ Nein bist du nicht, unter pervers verstehe ich etwas anderes, zum Beispiel Männer die Frauen schlagen oder die Lust an schmerzen haben, da gilt aber nicht nur für Männer sondern auch für Frauen“ bekam ich zur Antwort. „ Jetzt Zieh dich schon an, wir wollen noch Ausgehen oder?“. „ Wenn du meinst, dann gehen wir“.In unserer Stammkneipe angekommen bestellten wir uns eine Flasche Wein und Sandra meinte, dass ich sie als Gegenleistung für die Strumpfhose einladen sollte. „Seit wann machst du das mit den Dessous“ wollte sie wissen. Ich erzählt ihr die ganze Geschichte und gestand das ich auch noch einige andere Sachen bei mir zu Hause hatte.“ „Was““. „Na ja Unterwäsche halt, Röcke, Blusen, Schuhe und noch andere Sachen“ „ Und wann trägst du die?“„ Immer wenn ich Lust dazu habe, in der letzten Zeit immer häufiger, es macht mich an Dessous zu tragen, ich finde es schön und erotisch zugleich“ gestand ich Sandra. „ Schminkst du dich dann auch“. „Ich habe es einige male versucht aber das Ergebnis war jedes Mal niederschmetternd und ich hab es lieber gelassen“. „ Schade, ich könnte mich dir mit einem geschminkten Gesicht gut vorstellen. Weißt du was, morgen komme ich zu dir und gebe dir den ersten Unterricht. Einverstanden. Wir können auch wenn du willst einen Einkaufsbummel machen. Ich nehmen dann meine Freundin mit, von der ich dir schon oft erzählt habe“ schlug sie vor. „ Was deine Freundin, ich glaube es reicht schon das du mein Geheimnis kannst, da brauche ich nicht noch eine Mitwisserin“ protestiertet ich. „ Ich habe auch ein Geheimnis, das niemand in der Firma erfahren darf, sonst bin ich meinen Job los. Ich habe mit meiner Freundin ein Verhältnis. Ich bin Lesbisch, hast du das nicht gemerkt?“ „ Nein, ich habe mich zwar gewundert, wie so eine attraktive Frau wie du noch keinen Freund hat. Aber das du eine Beziehung mit einer Frau Hast, das wäre mir nicht im Traum eingefallen“ gestand ich. „ Jetzt weiß du mein kleines Geheimnis und ich bin sicher, dass du s nicht weitersagst, genauso wie ich dein Geheimnis für mich behalte“ sagte Sandra Verschwörerisch. „ Wenn du nichts sagst, ich sage auch nichts“. „ Dann sind wir uns ja einig“. „ Sind wir und danke für dein Verständnis und für die Strumpfhose“ gab ich lachend zurück. „Bitte, wir Frauen müssen doch zusammen halten oder “ lachte sie mich an. Es tat mir gut, was Sandra sagte. „ Frauen“ sinnierte ich ganz in Gedanken versunken. „ Ja das wäre schön, eine Frau zu sein, zumindest für einige Zeit, wenn man Lust dazu hat. Warum kann man nicht die Geschlechter wechseln wie eine Hose oder einen Roch. Heute Frau, morgen ein Mann“ fragte ich mich selbst. „ Weil es nicht so canlı bahis einfach geht „ wurde ich aus meinen Gedanken gerissen. „ Sag mal, wenn du schon in deiner Freizeit einen Frau sein willst, wie sieht es da mit Männern aus, hast du schon Erfahrung darin? „ Nein ich habe mich noch nicht getraut. Außerdem bin ich mir noch nicht sicher, ob ich mich zu Männern hingezogen fühle“ antwortete ich Sandra.Als ich auf die Uhr schaute erschrak ich denn es war mittlerweile schon 24. 00 Uhr geworden und ich merkte, dass wir bis auf ein Pärchen die einzigen Gäste im Lokal waren. Wir Zahlten und verließen das Lokal. Sandra fuhr mich nach Hause, da ich kein Auto besaß. „ Also dann bis morgen zum ersten Unterricht“ sagte sie und fuhr los, bevor ich etwas Erwidern konnte. Ich hatte eine unruhige Nacht. Ständig überlegte ich, wie ich Sandra und ihrer Freundin auskommen könnte. Mir viel aber nichts ein. Also beschloss ich mich am Morgen mit Sandra noch einmal zu sprechen und sie von ihrem Vorhaben abzubringen. Leider blieb mein Wunsch unerfüllt wie ich schon bald feststellen sollte.Ich war gerade mit dem Decken des Frühstücktisches fertig als Sandra pünktlich wie angekündigt an meiner Wohnungstüre klingelte. Ich öffnete, mit einem flauen Gefühl im Magen, denn ich wusste nicht ob es mir gelingen würde sie von ihrem Vorhaben abzubringen. Sie betrat beschwingt mit ihrer Freundin meine Wohnung. „ Darf ich dir Cornelia vorstellen, sie weiß über deiner Leidenschaft Bescheid und will mir helfen, dich in eine Frau zu verwandeln“. Ich war baff. Sandra hatte also vor mich in eine Frau zu Verwandeln und hatte sich wie angekündigt Hilfe von ihrer Freundin geholt. „ Super. Das du an das Frühstück gedacht hast, ich habe vor lauter Aufregung heute Morgen nichts essen können“ erklärte Sandra. „ Und ich werde erst etwas essen können, wenn ich dich von deinem Vorhaben abgebracht habe“ erwiderte ich. „ Nichts da, ich habe mich schon so darauf gefreut, dir zu helfen. Es gibt kein Zurück mehr. Es ist alles schon geplant. Setz dich hin und hör mir zu. Ich erzähle es dir während des Frühstückes was wir vorhaben“. Erstaunt hörte ich zu. „ Cornelia und ich wollen nach dem Frühstück deine Sammlung begutachte, um zu sehen wie dir deine Sachen passen. Ihr Männer habt ja meistens keine Ahnung von Frauengrößen. Danach gehen wir Einkaufen“. „ Was auch noch einkaufen“ fragte ich. „ Ja das muss sein, denn einige Dinge benötigst du noch als Frau, oder bist du anderer Meinung Cornelia“ fragte sie ihre Freundin. „Nein ganz und gar nicht, er oder sie braucht bestimmt noch einiges“ sagt Cornelia mit rauchiger Stimme. Ich war erstaunt, was sie für eine Stimme hatte. Sie war erotisch und faszinierend zugleich. Wie kann eine Frau solch eine Stimme haben dachte ich mir. Halb in Gedanke versunken hörte ich den Ausführungen der beiden zu, als ich plötzlich von Sandra auf-gefordert wurde ins Bad zu gehen mich zu Duschen und zu rasieren. „ Ich bin doch schon geduscht und rasiert habe ich mich auch schon“ warf ich ein. „ Nicht dein Gesicht sondern die Körperbehaarung sollst du dir abrasieren, du Dummchen, oder hast du schon eine Frau mit Haaren an den Beinen oder an der Brust gesehen“ bekam ich zurück.Erstaunt ging ich ins Bad, duschte nochmals und rasierte mich wie angeschafft. Danach ging ich nur im Bademantel bekleidet zurück in die Küche. „ So jetzt wollen wir mal eine Modenschau veranstalten „ bestimmte Sandra. Ich wurde aufgefordert meine Utensilien zu zeigen. Wie in Trance ging ich gefolgt von den beiden in mein Schlafzimmer und öffnete den Schrank. Hallo was haben wir denn da. „ Eine komplette Ausstattung würde ich sagen“ gab Cornelia von sich. „ Es ist alles da, Slip, BH, Strapse, Unterrock, Hemden, Röcke, Blusen und noch einiges“ begann sie aufzuzählen. „ Komm zieh mal das hier an“ Sandra hielt mir einen Slip, den passenden BH, einen Straps und Strümpfe hin. „ Ich kann doch nicht vor euch….“ wollte ich sagen, aber da schnitt mir Sandra das Wort ab und verlangte von mir dass ich mich ausziehe. „ Mach schon, wir sind ja unter uns Frauen, oder meinst du ich habe noch nie eine nackte Frau gesehen“ lachte sie. Widerstrebend zog ich den Bademantel aus und die mir gereichten Sachen an. Als ich endlich in BH, Slip, Strapsen und Strümpfen vor den beiden stand meinte Sandra „Nicht schlecht Herr Specht, was du da anhat passt ja wie angegossen. Kompliment. Ich muss schon sagen deinen Größe weißt du, aber sag mal, hast du auch eine Miederhose, dein Lümmel schaut ganz neugierig vor und zeichnet sich bestimmt ab, wenn du einen Rock anziehst“. Ich holte aus dem Nachttisch eine Miederhose und zog sie an. Sandra war mit dem Ergebnis zufrieden und meinte dass man den „Lümmel“ wie sie sagte nicht mehr sehen könne.„ Komm zieh noch den Rock und die Bluse an, die ich die ausgesucht habe“ Cornelia gab mir meinen Lieblingsrock und die dazu passende Bluse zum Anziehen. Kaum hatte ich Bluse und Rock an, begann Sandra ihre Tasche auszupacken und förderte etliches an Schmink- und Frisierutensilien an den Tag. Ich musste mich in der Küche auf den Stuhl setzen und wurde von den beiden Frauen geschminkt und frisiert. Als sie nach ca. einer Stunde fertig waren, wurde ich von Sandra aufgefordert, mich im Spiegel zu betrachten. Ich war erstaunt, was man mit Schminke so alles bewerkstelligen kann. Sandra und Cornelia hatten sich alle Mühe gegeben. Selbst meine Haare wurden zu einer femininen Frisur gestylt.Mir schaute eine Frau aus dem Spiegel entgegen. Nicht die schönste, aber trotzdem, eine Frau. „ Toll habt ihr das hinbekommen“ rief ich begeistert aus dem Badezimmer. „ Wenn es dir gefällt, dann sind wir zufrieden“ bekam ich zur Antwort als ich aus den Bad zurück in die Küche kam. „ Jetzt brauchen wir nur noch einen Namen für unsere Freundin“ sagte Cornelia z Sandra. „ Hast du dir schon einen ausgesucht“ fragte sie mich. „ Ja, Yvonne“. „Der Name gefällt mir gut, er passt zu dir“ entgegnete Cornelia. „ Find ich auch“ sagte Sandra. „ Von nun an bist du für ums Yvonne ist das dir recht??“ fragte sie mich. Ich nickte und beide Frauen waren zufrieden. „Können wir jetzt einen Einkaufbummel machen, du brauchst noch einiges wie ich das so sehe“ fragte Sandra. „ Was brauche ich denn noch?“. „ Na ja so einiges“ zwinkerte Sandra Cornelia zu. „ Genau“ kam es zurück. „ OK, ich zeihe mich nur noch schnell um, dann können wir gehen“. „ Nichts da, du kommst somit wie du bist “. „ Was so, nein, so gehe ich nicht aus dem Haus, wenn mich jemand sieht, dann bin ich aufgeschmissen“ protestierte ich. „ Quatsch niemand erkennt dich und wenn, dann bist du deine Schwester“. „ Das funktioniert nie, das könnt ihr mir glauben“. „ Doch das funktioniert schon. Jetzt mach keine Zicken und Zieh die Schuhe an, die ich dir hergerichtet habe“ befahl Sandra.Widerstrebend zog ich meine neuen Sandaletten an, die ich mir vor einen halben Jahr gekauft habe und musste zur Probe in der Küche auf und ab gehen. Cornelia gab mir noch einige Tipps, wie ich als Frau zu gehen habe und nach einiger Zeit war sie mit mir zufrieden. bahis siteleri „ Jetzt können wir gehen“ sprach Sandra und zog mich, unterstützt von ihrer Freundin aus der Wohnung, Im Treppenhaus kam uns Gott sie dank niemand entgegen. Erst auf der Straße begegnete uns mein Nachbar Dieter, der uns freundlich Grüßte und mich dabei sehr eingehend betrachtete. „ Jetzt habt ihr es, er hat mich erkannt“ jammere ich. „ Ach was soll’s, wenn er dich erkannt hat, dann bist du eben deine Schwester die mit ihren Freundinnen zu Besuch zu ist“. Bekam ich zurück. Endlich beim Auto angekommen stieg ich schnell ein um ja nicht doch noch von jemand erwischt zu werden. Mir genügte die Begegnung mit Dieter.„ Wo fangen wir an?“ fragte Cornelia. „ Ich würde sage in einer Parfümerie oder ist dir ein Drogeriemarkt lieber Yvonne“. „ Drogeriemarkt“ . Kaum hatte ich dies ausgesprochen, da startete Sandra ihr Auto und fuhr los. Am Drogeriemarkt angekommen musste ich aussteigen und mit den beiden in das Geschäft gehen. Wir kauften Lippenstift, Make- Up, Liedschatten, Rouge, Wimperntusche, Nagellack und noch einiges zum Schminken. An der Kasse gab Cornelia mir noch eine Packung OB, die ich für sie mitbezahlen sollte. Endlich am Auto stieg ich wieder ein und war ganz froh, dass die Verkäuferin mich nicht so genau betrachtet hatte. „ So und jetzt geht’s in die Stadt.“ Sprach Sandra und fuhr los. Das Parkhaus, das sie ansteuerte war direkt in der City. Wir mussten zu nächsten Kaufhof durch die ganze Fußgängerzone laufen. Das hat Sandra bestimmt mit Fleiß gemacht dachte ich mir. Im Kaufhof angelangt fuhren wir mit der Rolltreppe in die Damenabteilung. Sandra und Cornelia begannen sofort in den diversen Kleiderständer zu wühlen. Ich Stand etwas abseits und betrachte das Treiben der beiden. „ Steh nicht so rum, sondern Probiere den Rock an“. „ Wo??“ „ Na in der Kabine, wo denn sonst!!“. Ich nahm den Rock und suchte eine Kabine, als eine junge Verkäuferin mich ansprach, ob ich den Rock probieren wolle. Ich bejahte und sie zeigte mir die Kabine. Kaum hatte ich die Kabine betreten, zog ich schnell den Vorhang zu. Rock runter anderen Rock an, bevor die Verkäuferin nachschauen konnte. Ich hatte den Rock noch nicht ganz angezogen, da wurde der Vorhang zur Seite geschoben und die junge Dame fragte mich ob der Rock mir passt. „ Ich sehe schon, sie brauchen etwas sportlicheres, vielleicht nicht so lang wie dieser, ich würde sagen er sollte eine Hand über dem Knie aufhören. Sie haben schöne Beine, die sollten sie zeigen“. Ich wurde bis in die Haarspitzen rot und begann ein „ Danke“ zu stammeln. „ Was wahr ist, sollte man sagen“ antwortete sie. Cornelia, die das Gespräch mitbekommen hatte gab der Verkäuferin Recht. „ Ich sag es ihr ja immer, dass sie schöne Beine hat, aber sie glaubt es mir ja nicht“. Die Verkäuferin verschwand und kam sehr schnell mit einem sportlicheren Rock zurück. Ich nahm ihn und ging wieder in die Kabine, um ihn anzuprobieren. „ Er passt, wie für mich gemacht“ sagte ich als ich aus der Umkleide kam. Sandra die jetzt auch hinzukam lächelte und gab mir eine Bluse in die Hand. „ Probiere doch gleich die Bluse an, die passt bestimmt zu dem Rock“. Wieder verschwand ich und probierte die Bluse. Sie war schwarz und durchsichtig.„ Nein, die gefällt mir nicht, man kann ja alles sehen, ich möchte nicht so etwas aufreizendes“ „ Lass mal sehen, wenn dir sie nicht zu dir passt, dann suche ich dir eine andere aus“. Leider hatte ich keine Chance. Die drei Frauen waren begeistert von der Bluse. „ Die nimmst du“ bestimmte Sandra. Wieder strebend ging ich in die Kabine und zog mich um. Die Verkäuferin nahm mir die Sachen ab und trug sie zur Kasse. Ich bezahlte und wollt mich gerade verabschieden, als Cornelia fragte wo die Schuhabteilung sie.“ Im ersten Stock“ erwiderte die Verkäuferin „ aber ich glaube nicht, das wir Damenschuhe in der Größe führen, wie sie ihre Freundin braucht. Aber bei C&A haben sie bis Größe 44“ „ Danke“ sagte Sandra und wünscht ihr noch einen schönen Tag. Wir gingen zu C&A in die Schuhabteilung und erstanden dort Schuhe mit 4 cm hohen Absätzen für mich. Mittlerweile wurde es Mittag und die beiden bekamen Hunger. Das Lokal in das wir gingen war nicht sehr groß und auch nicht so Besucht wie die anderen im Einkaufszentrum. So konnten wir noch ungestört unseren weiteren Einkaufsbummel besprechen. Sandra meinte, dass ich mir noch ein Korsett kaufen sollte, damit ich schmälere Hüften bekommen. Ich wand ein, das ich bereits schon genug Geld ausgegeben hätte und mein Konto dieses Monat bereits nah an der Überziehung sie. Wenn du wie eine Frau aussehen willst, dann musst du Opfer bringen. Meinte Cornelia. Wir gingen als nächstes in die Wäscheabteilung des Kaufhofes. Sandra ging sofort zu einer Verkäuferin und fragte nach einem Korsett für mich. Die Dame musterte mich eingehen, ging an einen Ständer, entnahm ein Korsett und reicht es mir. Das müsste dem Herrn passen, meinte sie. „ Sie sind nicht der erste Mann, der bei uns Dessous für sich kauft, auch wenn sie meistens sagen es gehört für die Freundin oder für die Frau“. „ Wie haben sie erkannt, dass er ein Mann ist?“ fragte Sandra-„ Wenn sie wie ich über 20 Jahre in der Wäscheabteilung arbeitet, dann bekommt man einen Blick dafür, auch wenn die Person so wie sie als Frau zurecht gemacht ist“ sagte sie zu mir gewandt. „ Aber ich muss schon sagen, sie sind toll zu Recht gemacht, ich war mir am Anfang nicht sicher. Ihre Stimme hat sie verraten“. Erklärte sie mit einem Lächeln. Mein roter Kopf wurde noch röter und Sandra meinte da müssen wir noch Üben. Ziehen sie bitte das Korsett an, ich möchte sehen wie es ihnen passt, sprach die Verkäuferin und geleitete mich zur Umkleidekabine. Ich wollt gerade den Vorhang zuziehen, als die Dame mich fragte ob sie mir helfen könne. „Nein“ antwortete ich „ich hoffe dass ich alleine zurechtkomme“. „ Wenn sie meinen“. sprach sie und wartete vor der Kabine. Ich öffnete die Bluse und steifte den mit Feinstrumpfhosen gefüllten BH ab, schlüpfte in das Korsett und wollte die Hacken verschließen. Leider bekam ich die Hacken nicht zu, so dass ich das Angebot der Verkäuferin annehmen musste, denn Sandra und Cornelia suchten sich auch Dessous aus. Die Verkäuferin kam auf mein Bitten in die Kabine und war mir behilflich, die Hacken des Korsetts zu schließen. Es saß ziemlich eng und ich bekam für den ersten Augenblick keine Luft mehr. „ Die Größe würde ich nehmen“ stellte sie fest, „ es gibt ihnen eine weibliche Taille, aber ich bringe ihnen noch eine andere Farbe, die mehr zu ihren Teint passt.“. Kurze Zeit später kam sie zurück und reichte mir ein schwarzes Korsett mit 6 Strapsen. Jetzt musste ich auch noch den Rock, die Miederhose und meinen Straps ausziehen, damit ich die Strümpfe am Korsett befestigen konnte. So stand ich in der Umkleide und betrachtete mich im Spiegel, als der Vorhang etwas zurückgezogen wurde und Sandras Kopf erschien. „ Toll, das nehmen wir, behalte es gleich an“ sagte sie und Cornelia stimmten ihr auch zu als sie mich begutachtete. bahis şirketleri Die Verkäuferin entfernte noch schnell das Preisedikett und ich konnte mich endlich anziehen. Das Korsett war wie auch schon das erste das ich anprobierte ziemlich eng, aber ich gewöhnte mich nach kurzer Zeit daran. Nach dem ich gezahlt hatte und wir uns von der netten Verkäuferin, die uns noch viel Spaß gewünschte, verabschiedet hatten gingen wir Schnurstracks zum Auto.Ich wollte nach Hause, denn ich war ziemlich Erschöpft von unseren Einkaufbummel. Aber Cornelia drängte uns noch in ein anderes Geschäft zu fahren, in welches, sagte sie uns nicht. Sie dirigierte Sandra quer durch die Stadt in eine kleine Seitenstraße. Dort suchte Sandra einen Parkplatz und wir stiegen aus. Cornelia ging Zielstrebig vor uns her und wir hatten Mühe ihr zu folgen. Ich erschrak als sie vor einem Erotik- Shop stehen blieb und uns zum Eintreten aufforderte. „ Was willst du denn in diesem Geschäft?“ fragte ich. „Du wirst schon sehen“ sprach sie und schob mich mit sanfter Gewalt hinein. Drinnen war es nicht gerade sehr hell und ich war froh, dass der Mann, der hinter der Theke stand keine Notiz von und nahm. Leider ging Cornelia geradewegs auf den Mann zu und begrüßte ihn, als seien sie gute Bekannt. „ Hast du Silikonbusen in deinem Sortiment“ fragte sie. Er bejahte und zeigte in die Ecke. Cornelia ging zum Regal und nahm eine Schachtel aus dem Regal. Sie zeigte den Inhalt Sandra und fragte den Inhaber ob diese Silikonbusen zum Aufkleben oder nur zu Einlegen in den BH seien. Die sind zum Aufkleben auf die Haut gab er zurück. Sandra meinte, dass vielleicht eine andere Größe besser wäre und fragte mich welche Größe der Cup des Korsetts habe. „ 85 B“ gab ich Wahrheitsgemäß zurück. Sandra nahm die richtige Größe aus dem Regal und ging zur Ladentheke.“ Die bekommst du von mir „ sprach sie und bezahlte. Vor dem Laden bedankte ich mich bei Sandra und stieg in ihr Auto. Es war mittlerweile schon 17.00 Uhr geworden und ich war froh, als das Auto endlich vor dem Haus in dem ich Wohnte geparkt wurde. Schnell, damit mich niemand sehen konnte stieg ich aus und lief zur Eingangstür, als ich mit meinen Nachbarn Dieter zusammenstieß „ Hoppla schöne Frau, wer wird denn so Stürmisch sein??“ fragte er mich. Ich konnte vor lauter schreck gar nichts sagen, aber Gott sei Dank, kam mir Sandra zur Hilfe „ Meine Freundin muss dringend zur Toilette und hat es daher sehr eilig“ antwortete sie für mich. „ Wohnen sie hier?“ fragte Dieter„ Nein wir sind nur zu Besuch“. „ Na dann noch einen schönen Aufenthalt“ sagte er und ging weiter. Oben vor meiner Wohnungstür stellte ich fest, dass ich, als mich die beiden Frauen mit sanfter Gewalt aus der Wohnung schoben keinen Schlüssel eingesteckt hatte. „ Wenn du mich nicht hättest, dann müssten wir auf den Schlüsseldienst warten und du würdest in die Hose machen“ lachte Sandra und gab mir den Wohnungsschlüssel. Erleichtert nahm ich ihn entgegen, sperrte auf und ging hinein. Erschöpft ging ich ins Wohnzimmer, setzte mich in den Sessel und Steifte mir die Schuhe ab.“ Jetzt bin ich aber fix und fertig“ stellte ich fest. „ Ja es ist nicht so leicht mit Schuhen die hohe Absätze haben den ganzen Tag umzulaufen“ stellte Cornelia fest. Ich gab ihr Recht und massierte meine Füße. „ Langsam verspüre ich Hunger“ meldete sich Sandra, „ ihr nicht auch?“. „ Doch ich habe einen Bärenhunger, aber ich glaube, ich kann nichts essen, da das Korsett zu eng ist“.“ Dann zieh es doch aus, du musst sowieso noch die Silikonbusen anlegen, die ich dir gekauft habe. Ich will doch meine Investition sehen bevor du sie unter den BH versteckst. Während du die Dinger probierst und dich Umziehst, machen Cornelia und ich das Abendessen“. „ Da werdet ihr aber nichts finden, da ich heute nicht zum Einkaufen gekommen bin, da ich mit euch unterwegs war“. „ Macht nichts, dann bestelle ich eben Pizza, Rotwein hast du bestimmt zu Hause oder???“. „ Ja, hab ich, steht in der Speis“.“ Gut ich ruf den Pizza- Service an und du ziehst dich um“. Ich ging ins Schlafzimmer, zog mich aus und hielt den künstlichen Busen vor meine Brust. „ Soll ich den Busen ankleben oder nicht“ reif ich aus dem Zimmer. “Warte ich helfe dir“ rief Cornelia zurück. Sie kam ins Schlafzimmer und sah mich nur im Slip bekleidet an. „Schade dass du keine Frau bist, ich könnte mich sofort in dich verlieben“ stellte sie fest, kam auf mich zu und gab mir einen Kuss. Ich war Überrascht und erwiderte den Kuss. Langsam löste sie sich von mir, nahm den Busen und hielt ihn mir hin. „ Halt mal, ich will es mir aus der Ferne betrachten“. Ich hielt den Busen so wie sie ihn mir gegeben hatte und lies mich von ihr begutachten. „ Ja, so müsste er passen, leg doch bitte den BH an und fülle ihn mit den Busen“ schlug sie vor. Kaum hatte ich den BH angezogen und ihn mit den Silikonbusen ausgelegt, stellte ich mich vor den Spiegel und betrachtete mich. Es war schon ein eigenartiges Gefühl, ich merkte beim Gehen, wie der Busen auf und ab Wippte. So muss sich also eine Frau fühlen, dachte ich. Cornelia forderte mich noch auf den neuen Rock und die Bluse anzuziehen, was ich auch tat. Wir gingen beide mach dem ich mich angekleidet und Cornelia mein Macke- Up aufgefrischte in die Küche zurück.Sandra sah mich mit bewunderten Blicken an, sie lächelte und meinte dass wir drei hübsche Mädels seien und die Männerwelt bzw. Frauenwelt sich vor uns in Acht nehmen solle. Ich war glücklich, obwohl ich heute Früh noch voller Skepsis war und nicht wollte, das Sandra und ihre Freundin mich zur Frau umwandeln, fühlte ich mich doch wohl in meiner Haut. Cornelia umarmte Sandra und küsste sie. „Wir haben aus einem Mann eine Frau gemacht, ich bin stolz auf uns. Yvonne sieht toll aus. Leider wird sie am Montag wieder zu einem Mann“ stellte sie bedauernd fest. „ Aber am Wochenende will ich eine Frau sein“ gab ich zurück. „ Das wirst du, mein Schatz und jedes Wochenende werden wir etwas neues ausprobieren“ flötete Sandra. Ich wollte noch Fragen was sie damit meinte, kam aber nicht dazu, denn es läutete an der Wohnungstüre. Das muss bestimmt der Pizzabote sein, dacht ich. Schnell ging ich zur Tür und öffnete. Es war der Pizzabote, der mich mit großen Augen anstarrte und mir die Pizzas reichte. „ Ich bekomme 18 € von ihnen“ hörte ich ihn sagen. Ich gab ihm das gewünscht Geld und drehte mich um und wollte die Türe schließen, als ich ihn hörte wie er zu sich sagte: „Warum ist meine Freundin nicht so schön wie diese Frau”“ Mir lief es Eiskalt den Rücken runter. Er hat mich für eine Frau gehalten. Sandra die alles mitgehört hatte lächelte mich an und sagte„ Na also, jetzt bist du eine Frau, wenn schon der zweite Mann auf dich Hereinfällt“Mit einem Glücksgefühl ging ich in die Küche zurück und legte die Pizzas auf den Tisch. „ Können wir endlich essen?“ fragt Cornelia. „ Ja können wir“.Wir ließen uns Zeit mit den Essen und Plauderten wie drei Freundinnen über dies und das, als Sandra anfing mich zu fragen, ob ich nicht doch schon einmal ein Verhältnis mit einem Mann hatte. Durch den vielen Wein, den ich vor lauter Glück schon intus hatte, gestand ich den beiden, dass ich in jungen Jahren einmal mit einem Klassenkameraden ein Erlebnis gehabt habe. „ Erzähl schon, wie war’s`?“

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One of our favourite stories (Repost), let us know(Disclaimer, we did not write this story, we copey and pasted it from this link https://xhamster.com/stories/listening-to-mom-and-dad-115953)Now to the juicy part,We like to imagine our neighbor girl is the daughter in , this is our neighbour girl, https://xhamster.com/photos/gallery/our-neighbor-who-we-both-want-to-fuck-do-you-12025824Enjoy the story,Do you know how much it sucks to move just before your senior year? Daddy works for a big manufacturing firm and they tapped him to help absorb a new factory they had purchased clear across the country. Without even talking to me, Daddy and Mom decided to sell the house and move from Arizona to some small country town in Kentucky. Apparently, they were able to sell our nice house and buy an old country house and pocket a sizeable profit.”We’re talking enough to pay for your college, Pam,” Mom told me matter-of-factly. “I know its hard moving and leaving your friends and old school behind, but this is what’s best for the family, us and you.”Of course, I just rolled my eyes. It just sucked — I was losing my best friend, Vicky and my sometimes boyfriend, David who I was close to giving in on the big sex question. Dammit, I was a cheerleader on one of the best squads in the state! It just sucked.To add insult to injury, we wound up celebrating my eighteenth birthday on the long drive across the country. No big party — just an embarrassing moment when the waitresses of a restaurant presented me with ice cream and a brownie with a candle stuck in it and sang me “Happy Birthday,” in front of a laughing crowd. Daddy promised they would make it up to me later, after we got settled in Kentucky. I doubted that. The only thing good thing I could foresee was that in another year, I could escape the hick town we were moving to for college. I already had my eye on a couple of West Coast Schools.Most of our stuff was already in the house brought before we arrived by the movers, but we spent another two days unpacking and sorting everything. The only good thing about our new home was that it had a huge attic that had been fitted out as a bedroom — the biggest bedroom anyone could wish for. Lots of room for everything. It seems that the previous family had been quite large and had set the attic up for several k**s. It even had its own bathroom.Despite the second floor having four bedrooms, Mom and Daddy agreed to let me live up in the attic. “Nothing wrong with a little privacy, right honey?” Mom said, putting her arm around Daddy’s waist and winking up at him.Daddy just grinned and leaned down and kissed Mom on the lips, giving her a quick pinch on her butt. I just rolled my eyes. Mom and Daddy had been real lovey-dovey all the way here. They were always touching and kissing each other. “Too much information, Mom,” I said in my best sarcastic voice and then I turned and headed up the stairs to my new room to plan how I wanted to lay everything out.I slept downstairs on a mattress that first night, but with Mom’s help, I got my bedroom cleaned up and all three of us lugged my bedroom furniture upstairs the next day and by that evening, even though I had lots to unpack, I was able to spend my first night in my new room. I said my good nights right after dinner, pecking Daddy on the cheek and giving Mom a quick hug. I was still mad about moving and just wanted to go sulk in private.I did some more work putting my room in order and was wondering if I could guilt my parents into letting me have a small refrigerator upstairs — then I could hide up there for days and not talk to them! It had gotten pretty late and I was getting ready to go to bed. I went to go pee and was sitting on the toilet when I realized I could hear my parents talking.I looked around and realized there was a rectangular metal grate between the sink and the toilet. I leaned over and almost gasped. I could see downstairs — right into my parents’ bathroom. Depending on the angle, I could see who was at the sink or on the toilet. Daddy was standing at the sink, wearing boxer shorts and Mom was talking to him from nearby.”So, honey, what did you think of what your daughter was wearing today?” I heard Mom ask Daddy.Daddy laughed and spat out his toothpaste. “Well, I think if her shorts get any smaller, she should just run around in her panties. And that T-shirt — why don’t you wear those half –T’s?”Mom snorted and I heard her reply, “Because I don’t have her figure anymore — I wish I had her flat stomach and I wish I had her sweet ass which I noticed you couldn’t keep your eyes off of all day long.”Daddy shrugged his shoulders and after rinsing out his mouth said. “Well, can you blame me — her tight ass cheeks hanging out like they were? God, and the way her shirt hangs off those pert tits of hers — you have no idea what that does to me.”Mom moved into my view then, wrapping her arms around Daddy and she slipped one hand into his shorts and said, “Oh, I know exactly what Pammy does to her Daddy!” Daddy turned around and kissed Mom while her hand moved up and down in his shorts while I sat there in absolute shock. My mother and father were talking about me! Talking about my body in a sexual way! A shiver went through me — from the top of my head to between my legs where it turned to intense heat that spread back through my body.I reached down and traced a finger along the length of my wispy haired pussy and was amazed to find myself wet. I heard Mom began to speak and peered down again.”C’mon, you dirty old man — let’s take care of your problem,” Mom said in a teasing voice and then she led Daddy out of the bathroom, holding him by his hard penis which I only got a quick glimpse of.Their voices faded and a part of me wanted to cry out in protest and then it occurred to me that the attic had more than one of those grates…maybe, just maybe. I scurried out of the bathroom, looking anxiously about. There was on in the near corner — I hurried to it, but it was dark and quiet. Damn! I found another across the room and it was dark and quiet too.I balled my fists in frustration and then remembered that there was another grate under my bed! I got down on my belly and wiggled my way under the bed frame. I reached the grate and peered down and almost laughed when I saw that my prayers were answered!Omigod! I had an almost perfect view of my parents’ bed! I felt another shiver race through me to explode in white hot heat between my legs. Looking down I could see Daddy sprawled naked on the bed, Mom lying between his legs and stroking his thing — his penis — his cock and it was big! I had jacked off my old boyfriend before, but he had nothing on my daddy! Mom looked like she could barely get her hand around it.Mom was naked too, her butt, looking like a slightly older version of my own, staring up at me. Mom scissored her shapely legs and when she moved, I would get a brief glimpse of her bare pussy. I had no idea that Mom shaved her pussy. Looking at it made me hot between my legs too. I had a momentary flash of Vicky lying naked and me fingering her on the nights I slept over at her house.Mom giggled and said, “So tell me, John, how badly do you want to fuck our daughter? Maybe I should go up and get her and let her see this big bad cock. She leaned forward and gave it a lick. “Or maybe you would like Pammy to get on her knees and suck Daddy’s dick?”Daddy groaned and said, “Yessssss! I would love to have her little mouth around my cock, sucking me till I cum!”A shiver seemed to go through Mom. “Mmmm. Do you want to cum in your daughter’s mouth, baby…or maybe shoot your nasty jizz all over Pammy’s face?”Dad just groaned and Mom continued, her voice husky and strange. “Just close your eyes, Daddy — let Pammy suck Daddy’s cock for him.”Mom moved and all I could see was her dark hair bobbing up and down above Daddy’s crotch. Still, it was hot — looking at my Daddy squirming on his bed, his hands tangled in Mom’s short, black hair, hips moving up and down to meet her movements. It suddenly occurred to me what a hunk Daddy was. He kept in shape by running and working out at the gym and while he had a bit of a stomach, his body was mostly muscle — his chest, a mat of thick hair. Daddy’s hair was a peppery mix that Vicky and other of my girlfriends had thought as kinda sexy and I suddenly realized that they were right.I could hear the wet, gobbling noises Mom was making with her mouth, sucking Daddy’s cock. It didn’t take Daddy long and then he was shaking and moaning, “Cathy, I’m cumming, baby — I’m gonna cum.”Mom let him slip from his mouth and said in a voice that was a good imitation of mine, “No, it’s me, Daddy — it’s Pammy sucking your cock!” That was all it took. The head of Daddy’s cock swelled and then sprayed sperm all over Mom’s face. One spurt, then another and then Mom had her mouth on him again and was sucking hard, making Daddy claw the sheets and groan until I thought he was going to go out of his mind.Mom seemed to suck Daddy’s cock for what seemed like forever, but she finally let him slip, still half erect from his mouth and she scurried up into his arms. “That was good, sweetie,” Daddy said, smiling at Mom lovingly.”Not as good as your love cream, John,” Mom sighed back. I watched in awe as Daddy took his finger and began to wipe his sperm off Mom’s face, getting a finger loaded with his white spunk and then letting Mom suck it off his fingers.I covered my mouth with my hand to squelch a little moan as an orgasmic tremor spread out from my pussy. In my wildest dreams, I would never have imagined my parents acting so…hot and nasty!So tell me what you would like to do with our little girl, sweetie,” Daddy said.Mom sucked Daddy’s finger clean of a glob of his cum and then said, “Well — I think I’d like to have you fucking me with that big cock, hubby dear while Pammy sits on my face and I eat her sweet little pussy.” As Mom spoke, her hand slipped down Daddy’s hairy chest, across his stomach and into his crotch to wrap around his still sizable penis.While you fuck my pussy silly with this big b**st, I would see how far I can get my tongue up our daughter’s cunt and see how wet she can make my face!” Mom giggled. “And then…Daddy was grinning from ear to ear, “And then, Cathy?” Daddy’s cock was beginning to rise again. I was amazed. I would have thought guys his age were only good for one go around a night — if that!”And then, after you put a nice hot load of jism inside my pussy, making me cum in the process — I’d see how many times Pam could make her mom orgasm while eating her daddy’s cum out of my pussy!””And I could be fucking her tight little cunt while she eats you out.” Daddy’s cock was again hard and stiff! He gave Mom a kiss, thrusting his tongue into her mouth. Mom kissed him back, pulling him over on top of her. I groaned again into my hand as I saw how with practiced ease, Mom spread her legs wide on the bed and Daddy lifted his hips and thrust down, making Mom moan as she jerked her head back.Mom pulled her knees back, and wrapped her long legs around Daddy’s hips — her heels digging into Daddy’s butt while he made her toes curl. “Fuck me, lover,” Mom moaned, her lips pulled back in a sneer. Fuck me like you’d fuck our little girl!”I felt my pussy turn absolutely molten at Mom’s words and then when Daddy gave a little growl and began to really pump his cock in and out of Mom’s pussy fast and hard, I had to clamp a hand over my mouth to muffle my own moans as I had a little orgasm — my pussy flooding my panties with my juices.I could not tear my eyes away from the spectacle of my parents fucking like maniacs. I mean, I’ve seen porno flicks before. Vicky and I would sometimes sneak one out of her brother’s room, but this was my Mom and my Dad! And Daddy seemed to really know what he was doing judging from Mom’s cries of pleasure. Mom’s body writhed under Daddy — her plump tits bouncing in rhythm with Daddy’s thrusts while she clawed his back or the sheets. Mom seemed to try and thrust back when she could, but then Daddy would move his hips just so or pick up the pace of his fucking and Mom would be helpless beneath his body.Finally, Daddy seemed to stiffen up and he rammed himself deep into Mom’s cunt. “I’m cumming, Cathy!” he gasped and I saw his pretty buff ass cheeks clench and then his balls began to jerk and I knew he was shooting his stuff inside Mom’s womb.A look of pure contentment crossed Mom’s face and then quickly morphed into the contorted face of a woman experiencing an incredible orgasm and then Mom seemed to have a seizure, wrapping her arms and legs tight around my father’s body and sobbing, “YESSSSSSS!” before they both collapsed into a heaving pile of limbs. My little orgasm escalated on its own and I marveled even as I shook uncontrollably that I was having an orgasm without any physical stimulation. I bit my hand hard enough to draw a thin streamer of blood in an effort to muffle my own ecstatic cries.Still, I couldn’t take my eyes off my parents, marveling as Daddy finally slipped off Mom and revealed her completely, her legs widespread, pussy wide open — her pink flesh bald and revealing, glistening with her juices and Daddy’s white spunk. I was completely mesmerized by the rise and fall of her tits, realizing with some satisfaction that even at forty years old, her breasts, a little fuller and heavier than mine, were still in good shape — not sagging much at all. Daddy reached over and helped her orgasm linger a little longer by pinching and teasing one nickel sized nipple, making Mom quiver with pleasure.”Oh my god, John, that was wonderful” Mom sighed when she finally caught her breath.”Just wonderful, Cathy?” Daddy replied. “Not perfect?”Mom purred and turned to kiss Daddy. “Mmmmm — perfect would have to end with Pammy between my legs licking me clean and making me cum one last time.” She giggled and she and Dad kissed some more.”Who knows, Babe, maybe wishes come true,” Daddy said in a teasing voice.”Mmmm — what’s your wish, Daddy?” asked Mom. “Fucking our Pammy till she screams with pleasure?”Dad sighed. “Sounds great, but well, I guess I’ll settle for her wearing that little, red bikini of hers some time soon.”Mom reached over and stroked Daddy’s weary penis and laughed. “Me too! Anything that will make this hard for Momma!” They both laughed and Mom turned out the lamp next to the bed. I sat still for a few more minutes as I heard them softly whisper their “good nights” and “I love you” and quickly drift off to sleep.Carefully, I withdrew from my spot, a little confused as I felt wetness on my stomach and then brushing against my scrunched up T-shirt. Then my own smell hit me and I realized I had literally cum in a puddle. Out from under the bed, I looked at myself in a mirror propped up against a wall. My blue cotton panties looked like I had peed myself — I was that wet. I ran a finger over my tummy, feeling my own juices slick on my skin.I gazed at my own awe struck image in the mirror. My parents using me to spice up their fantasies — to put the sizzle back in their love lives. How the fuck long had this been going on? I took stock of myself. I knew I was kinda pretty, although I was sure I could stand to lose a few pounds. Five foot, seven inches, one hundred-thirty pounds. Long, dark brown hair that hung half way down my back. Nice, melon sized breasts with nickel size nipples that were just like Mom’s. I had good, muscular legs from being a cheerleader for the last three years.Okay, I knew I could turn a boys head, but my Daddy? And Mom — here I had had guilt feelings over my girl games with Vicky, but now to hear my Mom talk about eating my pussy — wanting me to eat her out! And I couldn’t believe how wet it made me to know they thought and talked about me like I was some little fucking slut.My fingers found there way inside my panties and I couldn’t help but groan as my fingers slipped inside my wet hole — my thumb brushing over my swollen clitoris. I stumbled back and fell on my bed, pushing my sodden panties off with one hand while I plunged three fingers inside my pussy with the other.I spread my legs wide and finger fucked myself, still looking at the mirror at my shameless image, wispy dark hair surrounding my swollen pussy lips as I forced a fourth finger inside me — imagining it being Daddy’s cock buried in me rather than my hand. I felt my fingers being flooded with my juices as I began to cum and cum hard. I fell back and pressed my face into my stuffed teddy bear to muffle the sound of my cries as I hunched against my hand, bringing myself to the best self induced orgasm of my young life.I fell asleep that way, fingers still in my throbbing cunt, imagining my parents touching and caressing me — letting me join them in their naughty games. My last thoughts before sleep claimed me was me wondering what my Mom and Daddy would say if I asked to join them and whether or not I had the nerve to even try.The next day I woke up still feeling excited about what I had witnessed last night. I took a long shower as I considered what had happened and the thought of it had me so worked up, I had to pleasure myself again before I climbed out — again fingering myself as the warm water jet teased my clitoris and sensitive folds of cunt flesh.For the first time in my life, I considered my outfit with the sole purpose of turning my Daddy on. I considered all my usual outfits, but even though they would show off my sexy side, I wanted to go a little further. I finally settled on a low cut T-shirt that I had truthfully outgrown. I left my bra off and giggled at myself in the mirror. The cotton material clung to me like a second skin, my nipples obvious without my bra and the upper portions of my full breasts overflowing the scoop-neck.With it, I wore a too tight pair of shorts that barely buttoned. The shorts were made of light blue cotton and clung to my body so tightly you could just make out the shape of my pubic mound — I was definitely pushing what my old boyfriend like to call “camel-toe territory.” The outfit also exposed my bare tummy — the shorts waistband so low, it exposed skin almost to where my wispy pubic hair began.Before I went down to breakfast, I did some rearranging of my bedroom. I scooted the bed sideways until I had uncovered my peak-a-boo grate. I then found a throw rug to cover it up when someone might be visiting my room. Now I could lie on my bed, tug the rug off and peek to my heart’s delight.I hurried downstairs to the kitchen where Mom and Daddy were finishing breakfast, proud of my naughty flaunting of my own body — until I saw both my parents looking at me and I felt my face flushing with embarrassment.”Good morning,” I said as I entered the room. I was suddenly very nervous and to cover up my jitters, I flitted around the room, fixing myself some cereal and toast. Even with my back turned, I could feel my parents’ eyes crawling all over my partially covered body.Mom said, “Good morning, sweetheart. Did you sleep alright last night?”I nodded and said, “I really like my new room.”Daddy chuckled and said, “Well, what do you know? That’s the first positive thing I’ve heard you say since we left Arizona!”I shrugged and rolled my eyes. “Well, moving sucks, but maybe — maybe there are some good things about this place.””That’s my girl,” Daddy said, getting up from the table. He leaned over and put his hand on my shoulder and kissed me on the top of my head. I had to fight to not shiver uncontrollably at his touch. He squeezed my shoulder and I felt a spurt of hot wetness inside my pussy. “I can use some help in the garage later, if you have some time.” He looked at me hopefully, his eyes roaming all over my young, nubile form. I felt my nipples hardening and swelling.”Sure, Daddy — I’ll be glad to help you.” I said in a quiet voice.Daddy smiled and nodded and then gave Mom a long kiss and a pat on her butt and walked out the door. Mom and I chit-chatted about her plans for organizing the kitchen and then when I was putting my dishes in the sink, Mom said, “Didn’t you forget to put something on this morning?” She stood up and brought her dishes over.I feigned innocence and said, “What do you mean, Mom?”Mom smirked at me and using her finger flicked my left nipple, still engorged and swollen. “You decide to give up bras?”I rolled my eyes and gave her my best exasperated whine. “Mooommmmm! It’s just so uncomfortable around the house and so hot while we’re unpacking. I just wanted to be comfortable. Besides, you don’t wear a bra much around the house either.” To prove a point, I reached out and ran a finger down her front, brushing against her hardening nipple. Mom had on one of Dad’s old dress shirts, tied up in a knot under her breasts. It was obvious that she wasn’t wearing a bra either. Mom had on shorts too and while her belly wasn’t as flat as mine, Mom had a good figure and wasn’t ashamed to show it off.Mom stiffened, her eyes going a bit wide before she recovered and laughed at me. “Touché. Well, don’t you think that whole outfit is a bit much, especially around Daddy?”Again I responded with the exasperation of a teenager bored by her mother’s complaints. “Gawd, Mommmm! Like Daddy even notices me like that. I’m just his little girl. And these are just some old clothes — I don’t want to ruin my good clothes getting dirty while we move crap and stuff.”I continued my innocent and oblivious act while Mom continued to study me. It made me excited to see her stare at me — I felt my panties become damp and I wondered if my juices would soon stain the front of my shorts. A smile flickered across her face and then she shrugged her shoulders and said, “I guess you’re right. Why don’t you go help your father?”I nodded and replied, “Sure, Mom.” I then surprised her by giving her a hug, my scantily clad body pressing against hers, and giving her a kiss on the cheek. “I know I’ve been a bitch lately, Mom. I…I’ll try and be a better daughter to you and Daddy.”Mom returned my hug and a thrill went through me as her unfettered breasts mashed against mine, separated by only a couple of thin layers of cotton. She kissed me back on the corner of my mouth and looked at me, her eyes now glowing strangely. I think maybe she liked the feel of our bodies together as much as I had. “Pam, you are a good daughter. You will never know how happy you make your father and me.” She let me go and stepped around me, giving me a playful slap on my mostly bare ass cheek. “Now get going, I’m sure your father needs some help.”The garage was pretty messy. The last owners hadn’t taken as good care of it as they had the rest of the house. There were some boxes of junk to sort through and then hosing down the floor and sweeping it clean and finally, unpacking Daddy’s tools and stuff and organizing and putting stuff up.You’d think it was pretty boring and it would have been if I hadn’t been reveling in catching Daddy constantly staring at me. I enjoyed coming up with ways to drive Daddy nuts — lots of slow bending over at the waist to pick things up out of boxes or off the floor, letting Daddy ogle my ass, or giving him ample opportunities to stare at my shirt — tightly clinging to my breasts, nipples constantly swollen and protruding against the material.It was hot in the garage, even with the door open and we both worked up a good sweat. Daddy was wearing some old Bermuda shorts and a t-shirt and his excitement was obvious. He did everything he could to hide his bulging erection, but it was obvious I was making him hard.He really paid attention to me when I would let something fall to the floor and I would slowly squat down facing him — my too tight shorts drawing tight against my crotch, completely outlining my cunt lips and giving Daddy a good “camel toe” shot. As the heat increased, my shirt became soaked, giving Daddy greater details of my breasts to the point where you could make out the dark half dollar sized aureoles of my breasts. I felt like I’d wet my panties too and between sweat and pussy cream, the crotch of my shorts were spotted too.Still, for all my cock teasing, Daddy and I got the garage ship-shape in just a few hours. Daddy was looking and sounding a little strained by the end and he finally wiped his face with his shirt and giving me a frank stare, finally mumbled, “Why don’t we take a break, sugar? Get yourself something to eat — something.”He hurried inside and by the time I reached the kitchen, I saw him and Mom hand in hand going up the stairs towards the second floor. I poured myself some tea and heard their bedroom door slam shut. I took my drink and snagged an apple out of a bowl of fruit and scurried upstairs to my bedroom. I flipped the throw rug out the way and lying face down on my bed, peered into my parent’s bedroom.I had to stifle a moan as I saw Mom bent over the bed, her shorts stripped off and Daddy — his Bermuda shorts down around his ankles, fucking Mom hard and fast. Mom’s face was pressed sideways into the mattress, an ecstatic look on her face as Daddy rammed his dick into her passionately. Finally, Mom gave a little squeal of delight and then Daddy rumbled, “I’m cumming, baby!” Their bodies stiffened and quivered as Daddy pumped his cum deep into my mother’s pussy, then Daddy collapsed on top of Mom and they both spent several minutes gasping for air.Finally, Daddy groaned and said, “What’s gotten into Pammy, this morning? Have you ever seen her dress like that before?”Mom sighed and replied, “No, but I don’t care if it means you’ll be getting into me like this.” Mom stretched and said, “God, I love a good noontime fuck! That was wonderful, John.”Daddy eased off of her and Mom turned around and sat up. She took Daddy’s half erect cock in her hand and said, “My goodness, what a mess.” She changed her voice and I realized she was imitating me. “Daddddyyyy, can I please lick your cock?”Daddy just sighed and rested his hand on Mom’s head as she leaned in and took him in her mouth, lovingly sucking him clean of his spunk and her pussy juices. My mouth watered and I vowed that I would get a taste of that before long. And that’s when it hit me. Watching wasn’t going to be enough. I was going to have to fuck my parents!I rolled over and plunged my fingers into my shorts, finding my pussy slick with my own arousal and quickly fingered myself to another orgasm. I could hear Daddy and Daddy talking below me — Daddy telling Mom how hard it had been not to just take me and tear my clothes off me and fuck me silly right in the garage. “Every time that little minx bent over, I wanted to step up behind her, rips off those shorts and fuck her brains out,” he said with a husky quality in his voice.Mom giggled and said, “Yeah, at breakfast, I wanted to pull that shirt off her and suck on those nipples of hers. You’d think she was deliberately teasing us.” They both laughed and sighed at that preposterous notion.”Well, Cathy, if she keeps dressing like that, I’m not going to need Viagra to keep you satisfied,” Daddy said.Mom laughed and said, “If she keeps dressing like that, you’ll definitely need Viagra…to keep both of us satisfied. “She ever knows how good a lover her daddy is, she’ll be going around stark naked to get you hard and fucking her.” Mom gave Daddy’s cock a final lick and then pulled his shorts up. “Don’t you worry, though. I start my new job tomorrow. I’ll pick up a new prescription of the magic blue pills for you.”Daddy snorted and said, “You mean for you. You cock crazy slut.” Mom was a nurse-practioner and was going to work for the local County clinic tomorrow.”Yeah, I’m cock crazy and if Pam keeps dressing like she does, I’m going to be cunt crazy too. It’s been a while since I’ve licked pussy — I’m out of practice since Karen and Jack moved away.”I shivered as I listened. Jack and Karen had been my parent’s best friends back in Arizona. They’d moved to Texas a year or so before. I tried to imagine Mom and her busty red-headed friend. It made me even more turned on to envision Mom licking her best friend’s pussy.Mom and Daddy’s conversation settled down to more mundane things. They talked about their upcoming schedules. Mom started her illegal bahis new job in the morning, but Daddy had another week before he reported in to work. They talked about chores needed to be done around the house and what Daddy’s plans were for tomorrow.”Do you think you can get these windows on the second floor cleaned tomorrow baby?” Mom asked. “Or do you think you will be too busy trying to get Pammy to suck your cock?”Daddy grunted. “That depends on our little girl and what she’s got planned tomorrow.”That afternoon, I helped Mom with finishing up the kitchen. I had changed out of my dirty, sweaty clothes and into what Daddy liked to call my “Daisy Duke” outfit. Short, cutoff jeans and a bandana halter top — offering both my parents another enticing look at their favorite fantasy girl. I focused on teasing Mom now — lots of bending over to put stuff away in the lower cabinets and brushing and bumping up against her. I got real touchy-feely, cutting up with her and exchanging hugs and kisses whenever I could.I know I was getting to her. Her nipples were as swollen as mine and her throat and upper chest were flushed with her arousal. I reacted just like her — I had that sexual blush thing going on too. Once or twice, I could have sworn I could smell pussy and I wasn’t sure if it was hers or mine.After dinner, we all sat in the living room watching television…or at least I was. I was stretched out on the couch and could feel Mom and Daddy’s eyes crawling over me all the time. Mom was curled up next to Daddy on the loveseat — her hand on his inner thigh, his arm around her, fingers brushing the swell of her breast. The tension was so thick; you could have cut it with a knife.It was getting late when I got up and stretched like a cat. I thought I heard Daddy give a little groan and both were staring at me strangely when I finished. I walked over to them and sorta climbed into both their laps, giving them kisses and hugs and telling them, “Good night. I love you both so much.” It was how I used to say good night to my parents when I was younger…at least until I hit puberty and started acting more “grown up.” As I untangled myself from them, I managed to cop feels of both erect penis and soft tits and felt quite pleased with myself.Mom laughed nervously and said, “You haven’t done that for years, Pam.”I shrugged and said, “I know — I just felt like doing it. I love you guys so much. I just wanted you to know that.”Dad looked at me with a mixture of a father’s pride and a man’s lust. “We love you too, sugar.” He let out a little sigh. “We love you more than you can ever imagine!”I walked away, well aware of them staring at my swinging ass. I went up the stairs to the second floor and then on up the narrow flight of steps that led to my room. I was grinning to myself — pleased at my teasing of my mom and daddy. I stripped off my clothes and sat naked on my bed — the throw rug tossed aside and waited to see what my teasing would produce.I didn’t have to wait long. Mom and Daddy came into their room kissing and tugging each others clothes off. They seemed very aroused — almost violent in their actions. They stood before their bed, touching and kissing. Daddy cupped Mom’s breast, kneading it and then sliding his hand downwards until it was between Mom’s legs. Mom grunted and shivered and I sensed more than saw that Daddy had plunged fingers into Mom’s cunt. Then Daddy literally picked Mom up and flung her on the bed. Mom bounced and then spread her legs wide as Daddy climbed up and buried his face between her thighs.I moaned and reached for the cucumber I had swiped from the pantry earlier. It was long and green and firm and I thought a fair approximation of Daddy’s cock in length and thickness. I pressed it against my spread labia lips, running it up and down my slick flesh.Mom gave a moan as Daddy hungrily tongued her, his head a blur of motion as he ate my mother out. Mom began to claw at Daddy’s shoulders and she mumbled something in her lust that I finally made out as, “Give it to me.”Daddy began to move his body around in a circular motion — his mouth never leaving Mom’s pussy — until he was able to straddle Mom’s face, his stiff cock brushing over her nose and mouth. Mom opened wide, raised her head and began sucking Daddy’s cock. He groaned into Mom’s cunt, but never let up his relentless licking of her wet, tender flesh.I used my free hand to grab a pillow to muffle my own moans as I slipped my homemade dildo into my pussy. I had broken my hymen two years before playing games with Vicky and the vegetable slipped in slowly without stopping. It felt so good and when I imagined it was Daddy’s cock, it felt even better.Mom and Daddy were an incredible sight below me. Locked in a lusty sixty-nine, something I’d only seen in porno movies, my parents couldn’t seem to get enough of each other. They rolled around on the bed, sometimes Daddy on top, sometimes Mom and sometimes they were on their sides, but seemingly without taking a breath, their mouths never seemed to leave each other’s sex. Both seemed determined to bring the other off first and the air was filled with their grunts, snorts and muffled cries as they pleasure each other.I was quivering with my own self induced pleasure. I had drawn my feet up — my knees framing my face as I wormed my cucumber dildo in and out of my pussy — each movement making the surface of my green skinned veggie slicker and slicker.Mom let out a wail, letting Daddy’s cock slip from her lips to slap wetly against her face as an orgasm swept over her. Daddy never stopped — his tongue fluttering over Mom’s quivering labia one second, then over her swollen, exposed bud of a clitoris the next and then probing deep into her glistening flesh the next. Mom’s cries of pleasure were punctuated by her attempts to thrust her pelvis even more against Daddy’s mouth. Suddenly, Daddy scrambled up and around and climbed between Mom’s all akimbo legs and he rammed his stiff dick into her pussy, making Mom scream with delight.With swift, brutal thrusts, Daddy fucked Mom as hard as he could. I matched his movements with my cucumber, pumping it in and out of me at the same rhythm he was using with Mom. My orgasm came first and I was barely able to see Mom and Daddy orgasm together while the lights flashed and exploded with incredible pleasure inside my head and between my legs. We all three came so hard, there was virtually no need for words. Mom and Daddy fell asleep almost as soon as they whispered, “I love you” to each other.I collapsed back onto the bed — my cucumber dildo buried deep in my pussy while I savored the exquisite feeling of my cunt muscles massaging the firm vegetable. I fell asleep with it still deep inside me — contributing no doubt to the carnal dreams I had of my parents that lasted all night.In the morning, I gave myself a nice little wake-up orgasm with my new vegetable friend and then after showering, went downstairs. I was wearing only a nightshirt that came down about mid thigh, feeling naughty for having no panties on. I discovered that Mom had already left for her first day on the job and that Daddy was still asleep. There was a note from Mom, asking me to fix Daddy lunch and to watch out for him — “Don’t let him kill himself on the ladder cleaning windows, Pam. Take good care of your father! Love, Mom.” I smiled to myself and knew that I was going to do everything in my power to obey my mother’s wishes.Daddy woke up to the smell of bacon and only partially burned scrambled eggs. I served them to him with his morning coffee, smiling at his barely concealed ogling of my exposed legs. I hovered over him, feeling myself get wet as I would brush up against his arm or shoulder or lean over him from behind, letting him feel my breasts rub against him. Daddy was wearing PJ bottoms and his hard on was obvious. Just knowing I was making Daddy stiff made me so hot and horny that I could feel my juices trickling down my thighs.”Daddy, are you going to need me to help you with the windows?” I said, wrapping my arms around him from behind.Daddy sighed contentedly and leaned back against my bosom. “Um, I reckon not. Do you have other plans?””Well, I was hoping to maybe do a little sunbathing,” I said in a wheedling voice. “I don’t want to lose my Arizona tan just yet. I thought I might spend the morning catching some rays, Daddy.”I swear I could see the bulge in Daddy’s pants grow at my words. He gulped down his coffee and in a strained voice, replied, “I guess I can get along without you, sugar. You don’t worry about it — go have fun. Can’t have my daughter looking pale and sick before she starts at a new school.”I hugged Daddy tight, letting him get a good sense of my firm tits and hard nipples before I said, “Thanks, Daddy, I owe you big time!”I went back upstairs and began to dig through my clothes. There was only one possible outfit I could wear today. My teeny-tiny red bikini! I had bought it at the beginning of summer and Mom and Daddy had thrown a fit the first time I tried to wear it to the lake. It was scandalous. The bikini top was just some thin strings of fabric and barely enough fabric to cover my aureoles and nipples. A red G-string completed the set and was so low over my pubic mound that Mom had said I could be arrested. I’d bought it to tease my boyfriend with (and maybe entice Vicky as well), but after a loud argument with Mom and Daddy, I was limited to wearing it only around the house (it suddenly hit me now why they let me even wear it at all!).Daddy was still lingering in the kitchen when I strolled through wearing my bikini and nothing else. It was heartwarming and naughty at the same time the way Daddy’s eyes boggled as I jiggled past him. I tossed him a wink and said, “I’ll be in the back yard if you need me, Daddy.”Outside, I oiled myself up. I couldn’t see him, but I was sure Daddy was watching me from somewhere in the house. I gave him quite the show — rubbing sun-block on myself, spreading my legs and oiling up my thighs, pulling the straps off my shoulders and baring more of my tits for his benefit. I let myself toast, my skin being warmed by the Kentucky sun while my pussy was warmed by the knowledge that Daddy was somewhere close by, staring at me.Late morning, I went into the house, feeling incredibly horny — actually feeling slutty — like I needed to rut. I didn’t bother putting on a robe, but busied myself in the kitchen fixing a salad for Daddy’s lunch. It only took a few minutes before Daddy made an appearance, showing up outside with an extension ladder. I guess he was through cleaning the windows from the inside. I motioned him to come inside and he didn’t disappoint me, taking a seat that gave him a good view of his barely dressed, long legged daughter moving around the kitchen. We talked about possibly getting me a car. We’d made due with his and Mom’s vehicles back in the city, but living out here in the rural sticks of Kentucky, he thought it was best if they found me a good, reliable car.That thought almost thrilled me as much as turning my Daddy on and we had a good natured argument about the type of car. I wanted a Mustang and Daddy was leaning towards a boxy Volvo. The argument carried on as we took our salads to the living room and ate. Daddy had a hard time eating as he kept watching me. When we were done, I carried our dishes back to the kitchen. I was acting nonchalant about the effect I was having on Daddy, but in truth I was about to explode. Daddy’s cock looked like it was going to burst out of the old paint spattered khakis he had on. It was time to make a move on my father!I walked back to the living room where he sat on the love seat, a smile on his face as he watched me enter. I smiled at him and watched his eyes get wider as I didn’t sit back down on the couch, but headed directly towards him and then without warning, straddled him and sat down on his lap. Omigod, his cock was nestled right against my barely covered pussy. I could feel him throbbing against me!I put my arms around his neck and kissed him on the lips. “Daddy, I know I’ve been a bitch lately with the move and everything, but I want you to know, I do love you and Mom and I will do better.” I was trying not to tremble as I spoke. It’s hard being slutty when you’re half scared to death.Daddy stuttered for a bit and then managed to reply, “Um, we love you too, sugar.” He leaned forward and gave me a quick peck on the lips. I wiggled against his hard-on to show my appreciation.”And Daddy, if there is anything I can ever do for you — please let me know. I want to be a good daughter to you.” I looked at him as frankly as I have ever looked at a man. To my delight, he looked a little scared. Sometimes you never think your fantasies had a chance of ever being realized and I think I was freaking him out. I placed my hand against his chest and through the thin cotton of his shirt; I could my Daddy’s heart beating wildly.”That’s wonderful, Pammy. Mom and I are so proud of you, you know.” Daddy’s hands fluttered nervously around my waist. I think he wasn’t sure if he wanted to pull me closer or push me away. “Um — I guess I better get back on those windows. I promised your mother…”I shook my head and said, “No, Daddy.”He looked at me in confusion. “No?”I shook my head again and said, “No, Daddy. Not until I take care of this.” I wiggled my ass and rubbed myself against his erection.”T-take care of what?” Daddy stammered.”There’s no way I’m going to let my Daddy climb up on that tall ladder with a big, hard cock. You might get hurt.”I slithered slowly out of his lap going to my knees between Daddy’s legs. I held Daddy’s gaze while my shaking hands fluttered across his lap, undoing his belt and unzipping his pants. I reached in and felt myself shiver as for the first time; I wrapped my fingers around my father’s cock. “Pam? Pammy? You shouldn’t…” Daddy’s voice trailed off as I pulled his cock out and stroked it slowly. I could feel the precum coating the swollen head. I bet I had had him oozing precum for hours.”Shhhhh, Daddy. Let your little girl take care of you,” I said in a whisper. I remembered Mom’s words from the other night. “Close your eyes and let your Pammy suck your cock, Daddy.” I leaned in, my nostrils flaring as I smelled his man odor. I wrapped my lips around the knob of his cock and rolled my tongue over his crown — his precum tasting salty and strong. Daddy obeyed me and groaned as I sucked him.I let Daddy slip from my lips with a loud smack of my lips. “On second thought, watch me, Daddy. I want my Daddy to see his little girl suck his cock.” I thought I was going to cum myself any instant, I was so excited. It was like a fire had burst into existence between my thighs and I was sure my tiny bikini was now completely soaked through with my juices. I was sucking my father’s cock!I’m sure I was giving him a sloppy blowjob — after all, he was my first, but I’d seen lots of them on the porno flicks with Vicky. Suck and use lots of tongue. Daddy appeared to enjoy it — he stared down at me entranced. I stared up at him as I sucked him, smiling up at my father when I’d let him slip from my lips and roll my tongue up and down the shaft and around and over the swollen head. “Do you like it, Daddy? Am I sucking your cock the right way?” I asked in my best ‘I love you and I want something’ little girl voice.”Ohhh, Pammy!” Daddy sighed. He reached out and rested his hand on top of my head, his fingers intertwining with strands of my long brown hair. “It’s better than I ever imagined!” I blushed with pride and took him in my mouth again. I tried to take more of him, feeling the crown of his cock brush against the back of my throat — I had to make an effort not to gag. I took a little more, but Daddy was so big! I felt pressure from his hand to try and take a little more and I did — being amazed at taking so much of Daddy’s cock in my mouth. My tongue roamed over his shaft, savoring his musky taste. Some of his thick and unruly pubic hairs tickled my skin.Slowly I let him slide back out, applying pressure with my lips and tonguing each sweet inch of his flesh. I repeated the process and then again and again — each time taking a little more of Daddy’s dick in my mouth. It became easier and as my saliva coated Daddy’s penis, it got easier still. Daddy got a little anxious and shoved himself into my mouth — I could feel his cock head surging into my throat and I did gag. I had to let him slip from my mouth and cough, but recovered quickly and began sucking Daddy again, pausing only to say, “I love your cock, Daddy — it tastes good!”Daddy began to chant, “Suck me, Pammy, suck me, Pammy!” I felt his cock begin to throb. I could feel his cock head swell against my tongue and then Daddy sobbed, “I’m cumming, Pammy! Daddy’s cumming!”Daddy convulsed and suddenly my mouth was full of a salty, thick liquid. I could feel Daddy’s cock hosing down the inside of my mouth — his semen spraying over my tongue, splashing against the back of my throat. It was strong, but I felt myself getting wetter as I savored the taste of my Daddy’s sperm. Spurt after spurt of his spunk came until I had to let him go — his last spurts splashing weakly across my lips and tongue as he slipped from my mouth.”OH MY GOD!” Daddy sobbed as he collapsed back into his chair while I sat on my heels grinning up at him. He groaned again as I leaned in and licked him like a lollipop. Looking like someone had hit him with a big stick, Daddy looked down at me and managed to wheeze, “I — I can’t believe you did that, Pammy.”I slowly rose up and climbed back into Daddy’s lap, my absolutely sodden panty clad cunt resting against Daddy’s cock. “But you wanted me too, didn’t you, Daddy? I know you did. I know how you look at me.” I pressed myself against my father, undulating myself against him. I felt my breasts roll free of the bikini top — my nipples now dragging against his shirt. I kissed Daddy, my tongue pushing insistently through his lips and finding his. Daddy groaned into my mouth and I sighed back as I felt his hands settle on my firm ass cheeks and pull me tighter against himWhen the kiss ended, we were both breathing heavily. “You did like me sucking your cock, didn’t you, Daddy?” I asked in a breathless whisper.Daddy grinned and said, “I loved it, sugar. I — I just can’t believe you did it.”I wiggled against him and said, “But I did and I’ll do it again — you’ll let me won’t you, Daddy? I love sucking you — it makes me sooo wet!” I took his hand and guided it between us, urging his fingers into my bikini bottom and then moaning as I felt my father touch my slick, aroused folds of flesh.Daddy’s expression suddenly changed then — his eyes transforming from almost dazed to being clouded with desire. I saw hunger in Daddy’s face — undeniable, ravenous, unstoppable hunger. Daddy moved quickly and with a yelp, I suddenly found myself flipped over so that I was on the cushion of the loveseat and Daddy was kneeling between my wide flung legs. With a growl, Daddy ripped off my panties, exposing my flowered and glistening pussy.”Daddy?” I whispered nervously. Daddy just grunted and I squealed as he dove his face into my pussy. “Daaadddddyyyyy!” I cried out as I felt my father’s tongue slice between my labial lips, going deep and lapping at my wet flesh. My whole body seemed to come apart as pleasure I never dreamed possible tore through my body. Just the knowledge that I was feeling my father’s face pushing — almost burrowing into my pussy, his mouth sucking at my flesh — his tongue doing things I never dreamed of was more than enough to send me freefalling in orgasmic delight.I bucked my pelvis against Daddy’s mouth, trying somehow to get more of him — more mouth, more lips, more of that incredible tongue loving my pussy. I cried out as Daddy grasped both my legs in his strong hands and lifted them up over his shoulders, somehow giving him immediately better access to my cunt. My world exploded, disintegrated and reformed bathed in wondrous light as his tongue began making love to my clitoris. I felt my pussy spasm and felt my cunt cream absolutely gushing into Daddy’s mouth, flowing over his chin.I came and came and then just as I thought I couldn’t take anymore, Daddy began sucking on my clit while slipping two fingers into my pussy. “DADDY DADDY DADDY! I LOVE YOU, DADDY!” as my orgasm went to undreamed of heights and everything blurred together and all I knew of the world was the incredible pleasure emanating from my cunt and spreading to every nerve in my body. It became too much and I think I passed out.I came to experiencing little orgasmic shivers as Daddy nibbled and licked my pussy. My legs were now flung wide and Daddy was cupping my breasts, slowly rolling his palms over my hard and aching nipples.”Ohhh, Daddy!” I sobbed in a subdued, almost shocked tone. “I love you!”Daddy gave me one last loving lick and then as he rose up, I came into his arms and we were kissing. I had felt so in control for a few brief minutes and now all I wanted was to have Daddy loving me for the rest of my life. Nothing had ever made me feel this way before. Not my own masturbation, not David’s clumsy fingerings, not even Vicky’s more experienced touch (I felt a momentary flash of regret that my best friend and I had never moved beyond, kissing, touching and fingering), had brought me near the pleasure my Daddy had given me with his mouth.As we mastered ourselves, Daddy and I talked. We agreed that we were both happy this had happened and that it wasn’t a one time thing. “There is one thing, Daddy,” I said as I began to feel like my old self. “You’re not going to tell Mom, are you?”Daddy looked at me oddly. “Sugar, I know this will sound shocking, but I don’t think your mother will mind.”Before Daddy could elaborate, I kissed him and said, “I — I just want to take my time and get used to things before Mom finds out. I want to have some fun with you first.”Daddy grinned and said, “What kind of fun, sugar?”I felt myself again feeling like a horny slut and I reached out and took Daddy’s cock in my hand and gave it a gentle squeeze as I said, “Do you want me to suck your cock again, Daddy?””I felt Daddy’s cock twitch and began to swell slightly. “Oh my, yes, Pammy. You know I do.”I leaned in and kissed Daddy again, stroking his cock as I did so. When we finished kissing, he was nearly fully erect again. “Well, Daddy, I want to suck it too.” I gave him an evil grin. “But, the next time I suck you Daddy, I want your cock covered in Mom’s pussy cream and your sperm. I want to clean Mommy off you, Daddy.”Daddy’s eyes went wide as I surprised him — no, shocked him for the second time today. “What?””I will suck you after you fuck Mommy tonight. I want to lick you clean of your cum and Mommy’s cream after you cum in her.” I kissed Daddy again. “After you fuck Mom, I’ll be waiting for you. I will lick you clean and then make you hard and suck you till you cum again!”Daddy was stunned. “Pammy? How — when, how will you know?”I kissed Daddy again and then eased out of his embrace and stood before him, naked as the day I was born. “Do this for me, Daddy. Take your little magic blue pill and make Mommy cum and then come to me. I’ll be waiting for you.” I blew Daddy a kiss and then walked away.As I climbed the stairs to my bedroom, my knees grew weak and I began to shake. I collapsed on my bed as the realization of what I had just done struck home. Shock, amazement and lust swept over me. I HAD JUST SUCKED MY DADDY’S COCK! I had acted like a shameless slut and I HAD LOVED IT!I plunged my fingers into my pussy and was cumming in seconds. I had done it. I had fulfilled one of Daddy’s fantasies and I loved doing it. As I writhed in sweet, delicious agony, I resisted the temptation to scream for Daddy to come up here and make love to me — no, to fuck me; make his slut daughter-lover. As my orgasm waned, I marveled at how my life had really changed within the last few days. Screw the move — thank God for moving so I could discover my parents’ secret fantasies. I knew I had Daddy — now to figure out how to make Mom realize her dreams were within her grasp.That evening, Daddy and I did a pretty good job of acting like nothing had happened. I kept up my skimpy attire, wearing a bustier and shorts, as well as acting flirty with both my parents. While Mom put her feet up in the living room, Daddy and I cleaned up the dishes. Daddy made a point to take a prescription bottle out of the cabinet and letting me watch him take his little blue pill. I rewarded Daddy with a tongue twisting kiss while I ground my body against his. When the kiss ended, Daddy turned red, something he did a couple of more times after dinner, especially after talk of buying me a car came up again and I plopped down on his lap and pleaded jokingly for a Mustang. I wiggled against his fast growing hard-on and showered his face with kisses while Mom laughed and stared and began breathing funny.I picked that moment to say my goodnights and hurry upstairs, getting naked and comfortable for the show I knew was coming. I saw the light go on in my parents’ bedroom and then Mom giggling as they entered, saying, “Oh my god, our little girl is such a tease! If only she knew how badly we want to include her in our games. It’s almost…”Mom never finished what she was saying as Daddy, grabbed her and kissed her hard, tearing her blouse apart as he did so and roughly jerking her denim skirt off. He shoved her against the near wall and began to work on Mom’s panties. Mom was now into it and finished the job, working her panties down to her ankles and stepping out of them, then working on getting Daddy’s pants off him.Daddy’s cock sprung free — looking hard and angry. Mom groaned as he bent his knees and then came up between her widespread legs, thrusting his erection into her wet pussy. Mom threw her head back, slamming it into the wall as she cried out. Daddy’s hands were on her ass cheeks and lifting her up and pinning her to the wall as he began to hunch his cock in and out of my mother. My jaw dropped open as I watched my parents fucking standing up!Mom drew her legs up, pressing her thighs against Daddy’s hips, trying to get some leverage to piston herself on his dick. Mom was keeping up a steady moan, smothered by Daddy’s lips pressing against hers. They quickly developed a fast, minute motion with Daddy holding Mom firmly against the wall as he fucked her hard and Mom trying her best to fling her pelvis against his cock with every outward stroke. Mom’s breasts bounced enticingly up and down and I envied Daddy when he finally broke the kiss and ducked his head to bit down hard on a swollen nipple.Without turning away, I reached out and found my cucumber dildo and spread my own legs and began prodding my cunt with the thick vegetable. Daddy was like a man possessed and I knew it was my doing. He tugged on Mom’s nipple with his teeth, letting it stretch and then bounce back as he let it go, growling, “C’mon and fuck your Daddy! Tell me how much you like Daddy’s cock!”Mom cried out and in a sobbing voice replied, “I luvvvv your big dick, Daddddyyy! Fuck your little girl — fuck your daughter hard with your huge cock, Daddy!” Her arms were wrapped around Daddy’s neck and I could see her toes curling as Daddy quickly brought her to the verge of orgasm!”Daddy never relented, driving his erect penis home with a vengeance. “Cum for Daddy, Pammy,” Daddy snarled. “Come for Daddy — make him cum inside your little girl pussy!” He ducked his head and began sucking and biting Mom’s other nipple.Mom began to orgasm then, tightening her grip on Daddy, her heels digging into his butt, trying to drive him deeper inside her cunt. “Yes, yes, yes, Daddy John! Fuck me, cum in meeee! You’re making meee cummmm!” she whimpered and then began to buck and jerk as Daddy slammed into her hard, pinning her to the wall as he began to cum himself.” Their words became babble and my parents simply moaned and cried out as their pleasure poured forth.”Oh — My — God! John, what got into you?” Mom purred as her orgasm began to fade. “Pam needs to sit in your lap illegal bahis siteleri every night if it means I get fucked like that!”Dad snorted and securing Mom in place, carried her by her ass cheeks to the bed. “You talk like we’re finished, Cathy! We’ve just gotten started!”He let Mom slide off his cock, dropping her to the bed, and then before she could say anything besides, “Oh my, honey, you’re still hard!” Daddy rolled her over onto her stomach and then pulled her onto her hands and knees. He climbed onto the bed behind her and lifted Mom’s ass up. Mom groaned, “John? Baby?” Daddy gripped Mom by her cheeks and thrust forward, sinking his shaft into Mom’s cum filled cunt with a single stroke.As I plunged my cucumber in and out of my throbbing pussy, I watched as Daddy gave Mom a hard fuck from behind. Sweat was being slung off Daddy’s body as he mercilessly gave it to Mom doggy style. Mom was clawing the bed sheets and trying to fuck back, but was almost helpless in Daddy’s grip and was only able to enjoy the savage loving of her husband.I imagined that it was me Daddy was feeding his long, thick dick to — that it was me making the crazy and happy sounds of orgasmic pleasure. Daddy built himself up to a fast, intense rhythm and I began to match it as I watched my parents fuck.Long before Daddy made Mom cum again, I was sobbing with my own pleasure as orgasmic delight ripped through my body, my cunt walls contracting around my cucumber toy while below me, Daddy was fucking Mom hard, calling out to her, “Take Daddy’s cock, Pammy. It’s all for you, baby girl!” Mom just wailed in delight and pleasure that seemed so intense it bordered on pain. Mom began to orgasm — one orgasm after another as Daddy kept filling her with his big cock.Daddy began to show signs of cumming and he shocked Mom and me with his words, “Gonna cum in you, baby — going to give you my spunk. Then you can lick my cock clean, Pammy — lick Daddy’s cock clean of my sperm and Mommy’s juices!”Mom’s orgasms peaked and she let out a shrill cry, her limbs stiffening for what seemed an eternity as Daddy buried his penis in her womb one last time and ejaculated again — pumping a second load into Mom’s cunt. Mom’s face was turned upwards as if she was staring at me — but there was a glazed look on her face that told me she was seeing God or infinity or whatever heaven looked like. Mom sobbed, “I love you, John!” and then she collapsed onto the bed, taking Daddy with her — totally exhausted.Daddy lay on top of Mom for a few minutes and then gathering his strength, he lifted himself off, drawing a happy sigh from Mom as he slipped his cock out of her pussy with a delicious wet plop.In a low voice, he whispered, “Cathy, I’m going to get a drink, can I get you something?” All he got in response was a snore — at least that’s all I heard because I was moving to the narrow steps that led down to the second floor, only my cucumber in hand and as naked as the day I was born.I came down the steps quickly and I heard the door to my parent’s room open and close. Footsteps sounded and then stopped. “I’m here, Daddy.” I hissed. “I’m waiting for you. I set down about four steps from the bottom, spreading my legs lewdly and leaning back.Daddy appeared in the entrance, he had on his robe, but it wasn’t belted. “Oh my — Pammy, you’re sooo beautiful,” Daddy whispered.”So are you, Daddy. Is that for me?” I was eyeing his cock hanging between his legs, still glistening and wet with Mom’s juices. As he eyed my blatant nakedness, his cock began to swell and rise. I don’t know who invented Viagra, but I would suck their cocks!I crooked a finger at Daddy and licked my lips. “Come here, Daddy. I’m hungry.” Daddy shuffled forward, standing on the first step and bringing his cock level with my face. I could smell his semen and I could smell Mom’s cunt on him. My pussy throbbed with need and my juices were running down my thighs.I reached out and took Daddy in my hands, my fingers barely wrapping around the base of his now erect penis. My eyes on Daddy’s face, I reached out and ran my tongue up the length of Daddy’s shaft. I could taste his spunk — just as delicious as before and now there was a new taste sensation. Slightly salty and a bit familiar — I had tasted myself many times and with a bit of surprise, realized that Mom and I tasted a lot alike. Orgasmic tingles lanced through my body as I thrilled at tasting my Mom’s juices for the first time.Like a woman starved, I began to lick and suck Daddy’s dick, lapping up every trace of sperm and cunt cream that coated my father’s prick. It tasted wonderful! What I was doing thrilled me to the bone — to be so naughty and nasty, sucking my daddy off, cleaning Mom’s juices off him — I finally understood why they were so turned on fantasizing about me. Without even touching my pulsating, dripping wet cunt, I was ready to explode.Daddy groaned as his already sensitive penis was being tongue lashed by his little girl. I sucked and licked and again tried to take him deep in me, letting his cock head press down against my throat. It was still difficult, but I did better than before. Daddy’s hands were holding my head, fingers tangled in my long hair, guiding me, setting my rhythm. I sucked Daddy until my jaws began to ache and I never could have imagined that your tongue can get tired.Daddy’s breathing, already ragged, become more frantic until he began to moan. As my tongue rolled over his cock head, I felt it swell and his cock pulse and then Daddy began to cum. I had no idea what to expect, realizing that this was at least his fourth ejaculation of the day, but I was pleased to find myself with spurt after thick spurt of his thick cream in my mouth. Daddy tasted great and I ate Daddy’s semen happily.Then he was done and slipping from my mouth, gasping, “Oh sugar — I can’t take it anymore, your mouth is heaven.” He stood over me, catching his breath as he gazed at my naked form. His cock twitched but was exhausted, at least for the moment.I gazed up at my father and using my best “good little girl” voice, whispered, “Daddy, I don’t know if I’m ready to put that big thing inside of me, but maybe you could help me to — um, cum.” I picked up my cucumber and lifted it to him. “Give it a lick, Daddy — I think you know where I like putting my little toy.”Daddy gaped down at me and my vegetable dildo. A mischievous grin broke out on his face as he took it from my hands. He lifted it to his face and sniffed. Then Daddy ran his tongue along the green skin. “Never thought I’d like cucumbers — but I like the taste of this one, sugar.”Daddy sat down, squeezing in beside me on the narrow stairwell, leaning into me to kiss me. Knowing that it was Daddy’s tongue dancing with mine and enjoying his scratchy beard, I felt myself shiver. Daddy lifted my right leg and d****d it across his knees while I angled my left knee towards the wall, trying to be as exposed as possible to my father. I knew without glancing down that my long labia lips were swollen and spread, revealing my pink pussy flesh. Daddy ran his hand over my sex, cupping it and letting a finger slip through the folds of my flesh.I shuddered with erotic delight and kissed Daddy harder. I felt the cucumber ran up and down the length of my cunt and I involuntarily hunched upwards, wanting its thickness inside me, craving that primal need to be filled. Our lips parted, Daddy sucking at my tongue before I panted, “Please, Daddy!”Daddy looked at me with such love and desire then, stroking my hair with his free hand. I gave a little squeal as Daddy suddenly plunged almost the entire length of the cucumber into my pussy. He drew it out slowly, making me squirm and then again abruptly shoved it inside me. Again and again, Daddy fucked me with my makeshift dildo, kissing me as he thrust it into me again and again, stirring my wet cream within my cunt with the cucumber, his thumb brushing against my clit again and again, making me moan with pleasure.Daddy ducked his head and found my nipples, tonguing them and then sucking and biting them, sending little orgasmic bolts through me and laughing at that. “Just like your mother,” he murmured before nibbling again at my blood engorged nipple, and all the time, in and out of my pussy with that hard and fast motion in and then slowly pulling out.I was so aroused that it didn’t take long for me to stiffen up as an orgasm swept over me — my cunt muscles tightening up around the cucumber, making it more difficult for Daddy to fuck me with it. “Damn, sugar,” he said in admiration. “I can’t wait to feel your pussy wrapped around my cock.””Me –ooooohhhh, me either, Dad-Daddddyyyy!” I sobbed as I came so hard. “I love you, Daddy!”When it was over and I could breathe again, we sat there, hardly talking — mostly kissing and cuddling as Daddy tenderly teased my cunt with his fingers.”Pammy, would you like to come with me and join your Mom and me in bed?” Daddy asked.It was all I could do to not scream, “Yes!” but instead I replied, “I — I’m not ready yet, Daddy. I need to — I don’t know, get ready to do more.” I kissed Daddy and said, “I want to fuck you, Daddy — I want you to be my first, but when I’m ready. Does that make sense, Daddy?”My father shrugged and said, “Yes. And no. I never really thought this day would happen — just a fantasy.” He kissed me again and then stood up. I leaned into him, my face into his crotch and I kissed his half erect cock, feeling its pulse against my lips.”It’s not fantasy, Daddy. It’s real and it’s happening. I want to fulfill your every naughty fantasy — I just need a little time.”Daddy stood me up and kissed me one last time, a long and deep kiss — a lovers’ kiss that left me trembling and weak in the knees. “Take your time, Pammy. When you’re ready, just come to me and your Mom.”Daddy kissed me goodnight and returned to his room. I climbed the stairs back to my room and peeked back into my parent’s room one more time. I watched as Daddy climbed into bed, cuddling up to Mom — she snuggling up to him. I wanted to be there with them, between them and soon I knew I would be, but first, I wanted to be with Mom alone. I had a vague idea of what I wanted to do next, now I just needed an opportunity.Daddy’s new bosses quickly provided that opportunity. The next morning, I was woken by the phone ringing, yawning as I heard Daddy’s voice murmuring down below. I crawled out of bed and took a long, lazy shower, reliving some of last night’s memories. I played with myself a little, but didn’t go for the big ‘O’ instead opting to get barely dressed and strolling downstairs with a wet, slippery pussy.To my disappointment, Daddy was hurrying around, trying to eat something while talking to Mom on the phone. “No, I wasn’t expecting this. It seems Steven landed several tickets to the ball game in Cincinnati and decided this would be a good time to meet with all us little chiefs before we move in next week — you, know, let us all get on the same page before we start.” He glanced at his watch. “He’s supposed to pick me up in a few minutes. Yeah, that’s Steven, always doing things on short notice. Daddy smiled at me and continued to chat with Mom.”I’m sure we’ll be late getting back — Cincinnati’s about two hours from here.” He paused and grinned. “I can do that,” he said. He walked over to the cabinet where we had stored the medicines. “When I’m about an hour away, I’ll take a magic pill, baby and by the time I get home, I’ll be ready to fuck you silly.” Daddy removed a little blue pill from a bottle and after wrapping it in a tissue, tucked it in his pocket. He winked at me as he did it.”I guess you girls are on your own for dinner. I bet Pam will be happy to make something. You want me to tell her what you’d like to eat tonight?” Daddy grinned as Mom replied and said, “I’d like to eat that too — if you get lucky, save me a little.” I felt myself blush. Daddy finished off. “Okay, baby, I’ll see you tonight. I love you too.”Daddy hung up the phone. “Sorry, sugar. My boss wants to meet with the new management today — he’s taking us to a ballgame.””Well, duhhh,” I replied. “I kinda figured that out. Tell me what Mom said about dinner — what does she want to eat?” I thought I already knew the answer, but I was hoping Daddy would tell me.Daddy came up and gave me a kiss and a hug, his hands cupping my ass cheeks. I could feel his cock, already getting stiff in his slacks. “Your mother said that she would like to have you spread-eagled on the dinner table, your pussy full of my sperm.”I feigned shock and said, “She did not!”Daddy laughed. “Oh yes she did. I don’t want to shock you, but your mother likes pussy as much as I do.” He pulled me close and kissed me again. “Maybe you will soon be ready to find out.” We kissed again, this time both of us putting a lot into it — our tongues dancing together. Daddy’s a great kisser. My former boyfriend never made my knees weak.I placed my palm against Daddy’s bulge in his trousers and was fumbling with the fly when we both heard a horn blow out front. “Oh well,” I said sweetly. “Out of time.” I kissed Daddy on the nose and slipped out of his embrace.Daddy stood there for a moment and then sighed. “Damn little cock tease.” He tried to adjust his trousers to conceal his hard-on. He gave me a look that made my pussy tingle and grow hotter. “Tonight — after I made love to your Mom — will you want me to find you?”I licked my lips and toyed with the hem of the summer dress I had on, raising it up so Daddy could see that I wasn’t wearing any panties. “Don’t worry, Daddy. I’ll find you.” I said in a husky voice.Daddy’s mouth hung open and he stared hungrily at my wet cunt until that stupid horn blew again. He shook himself out of the sexual daze I had put him in, kissed me and hurried out the door.The rest of the day I spent mulling over how I was going to approach Mom and see how far we could take things. It was funny. I knew she wanted me, but I was still scared to start anything. There’s no merit badge for learning how to get Mom to eat your pussy in the Girl Scouts, you know.When Mom got home, she found me busy in the kitchen fixing us dinner, which was a pleasant surprise to her. I told her that the Chicken casserole would be another hour so she should just take it easy. I found her fifteen minutes later sitting on the couch, feet stretched out on an ottoman. Mom had switched out of her doctor/nurse clothes and looked sexy in a short summer dress.”Tough day, Mom?” I asked, coming up from behind. I began kneading her shoulders with my hands.”Mmmm — no, just getting used to working again. Ohhh yesss, Pam, that feels wonderful,” Mom moaned as she let her head fall back against the cushions. “My day was okay; just learning a new office’s operation. Oh yeah, right there, sweetheart.”I found a knotted muscle in Mom’s left shoulder and went to work on it. It was an interesting view from above and behind her. I had a clear view down the low cut front of her dress and could see most of her breasts clearly. I smiled down at my mother as she smiled up at me. “You could be a masseuse, Pam — your hands feel wonderful.””Thanks, Mom. Anything I can do to make you feel good; all you have to do is ask.” I said it in an innocent tone; as if I was completely ignorant of any other connotations. Still, I hope that my facial expression conveyed more than innocent interest.Mom smirked and then she smiled and closed her eyes and sighing, replied, “I’ll keep that in mind, Pam.” I was positive I had hit pay dirt as I watched Mom’s nipples begin to swell and bulge against the light yellow fabric of her dress. Mom was having some naughty thoughts.I continued to massage Mom’s shoulders for another ten minutes or so, making her sigh contentedly before I had to stop and go check on dinner. Mom groaned when I stopped, but when I leaned over to kiss her on the cheek she responded with a quick kiss on the corner of my mouth and said, “That was delightful. Maybe I can repay the favor later.”I gave Mom a hug, my hands brushing across the exposed upper halves of her tits and then as I walked away, winked and replied, “I think I’d like that, Mom.” I put a little swing to my hips as I did knowing Mom was admiring my young ass in my short denim skirt.We ate dinner, Mom praising me for my cooking skills (hey — I didn’t burn it!). Afterwards, we both curled up on opposite ends of the couch in the living room, Mom reading a magazine and me watching some evening soap opera. I was getting nervous and horny and anxious to get something started with Mom, but still not a clue as how to do it. Then a silly idea came to me and I began running with it purely on impulse.”Mom, can we talk?” I asked, turning off the television. I was proud of the nervousness in my voice — of course, I wasn’t faking it.Mom looked up from her magazine, her mother’s instinct picking up on the tone in my voice. “Sure, Pam. What’s up, honey?”I scooted down a bit, till I was just a foot or so from her. I hesitated and then blurted out, “Have you ever kissed a girl, Mom?”Mom’s eyes widened and she laughed, more out of nervous reflex than anything and said, “Why in the world would you ask me that?” She tossed the magazine away and sat up straight.I looked away from her and felt my face burning with embarrassment. Suddenly it occurred to me that maybe her naughty talk with Daddy about me was just that, naughty talk. Still, nothing for it but to plunge ahead. “You know Vicky, right? I miss her a whole lot.”Mom nodded. “Sure, sweetheart. I know it was tough leaving your friends behind.” She scooted a little closer to me and reached out for my hand, squeezing it affectionately. “What does this have with asking me if I’ve ever kissed a girl?”I didn’t reply for a moment — building up the suddenly appeared tension in the room. “Mom — for a while now…Vicky and me, well we’ve been kissing, making out with each other.” My face was on fire now and I felt that flush of sexual excitement spreading across my chest. I was embarrassed and turned on with my confession.”Really?” Mom sounded surprised.”Yes, ma’am,” I replied. “It’s been bothering me for awhile and I’m not sure there isn’t something wrong with me.”Mom’s face softened with motherly concern. “Ohhh, Pammy. There’s nothing wrong with you. You and Vicky didn’t do anything wrong.” Mom slid over next to me and put her arms around me, kissing me on the forehead. I could feel her unfettered breasts mash against my arm.”I don’t know, Mom,” I said. “When we would kiss, it made me feel so strange and weird. I liked it but I’m scared it wasn’t right.”Mom tightened her embrace a little and said, her voice a little bit strained now. “What do you mean, kissing her made you feel strange?” A quick glance down revealed her nipples again hardening and poking through her dress. A second glance told me that my nipples were doing the same. I felt a liquid thrill of white hot heat burst from my pussy and I squirmed a bit in my seat.I acted confused and shrugged my shoulders. “I don’t know, Mom — it’s hard to explain. I just know how it feels when I would kiss her — it would be easy to show you, but…” I stopped talking and looked Mom in the eye, seeing desire and excitement and curiosity struggling across her face.”But what, Pammy?” Mom asked, edging a little closer.I ducked my head and looked away, not completely feigning embarrassment. “It would be a lot easier to show you if I — if we were kissing.”Mom giggled nervously and looked around as if to double check that we were alone. “Okay — I don’t think there’s any harm in that. I really want to help you explain what you’re feeling, so let’s kiss, Pammy.”Mom brought her face towards mine, giggling again as she did so. Mom puckered her lips and closed her eyes. My heart was pounding as I felt her lips brush mine. Mom’s lips felt so soft as they pressed against mine. I felt her hand squeeze mine tight. I kissed her back and then not quite believing I was doing it, parted my lips and brushed her lips with my tongue.Mom groaned a little and I felt her mouth open and then her tongue was probing against mine — curling and dancing. I shivered with delight as I realized I was French kissing my own mother. I leaned into her, turning her to face me more directly — our breasts mashing against each other, separated by two thin layers of cotton fabric. My arms came up and pulled Mom closer against me. Our kiss went on and on until we had to part, both gasping for breath.”Wow!” Mom whispered, her voice husky. “Well, Pam, did our kiss make you feel strange? Can you explain it for Mom now?”I nodded and said, “I can’t explain it in words, Mom, but I think I can show you.” I leaned in and kissed her again while taking her hand and moving it downwards. I parted my legs and pulled Mom’s hand between my thighs, letting her hand cum to rest on my almost hairless and very wet pussy. We both moaned into our kiss as Mom’s fingers slipped between the folds of my aroused flesh.Mom broke the kiss and gasped, “Pammy, you are so wet!” Mom didn’t pull her hand back — in fact her forefinger probed deeper inside me, making a circle as she caressed my cunt walls.”Kissing you made me wet, Mom,” I said softly back. “I like kissing you, Mom — even more than kissing Vicky.” We resumed kissing and I whimpered a little as Mom added another finger inside my cunt. I hunched against Mom’s hand, urging her to take her fingers deeper inside me — deeper inside my burning womb.When we both came up for air, I was lurching towards an orgasm as Mom’s fingers fluttered inside me and over my labia and clitoris. Any doubts I had ever had about Mom loving women were blown away. Mom was an expert!”Mom — oh Mom, you’re making me feel sooo good!” I panted. My hand fell to her knee, my fingers scratching upwards towards her upper thighs. “M-Mom, do you like kissing me? Am I making you — are you wet, Mom?” I moaned. I moved my hand up under Mom’s short hemline and when Mom didn’t stop me, I slipped my hand between her thighs, sighing happily as Mom quickly parted her legs and I found myself cupping her bald, slick and steaming hot sex.”You are, Mom!” I exclaimed. “You like kissing me too!””Ohhh, no, I — I love kissing you, baby,” Mom cried out as I slipped my middle finger inside my mother’s pussy. Mom was creamy and hot and so buttery soft. We kissed again, tongues dueling as my finger swirled inside Mom’s cunt, then I curled my finger up, probing the roof of her cunt for the secret spot Vicky and I had discovered about each other. Mom stiffened, sobbing against my mouth as I found her G-spot and teased it while she responded in kind.Our bodies pressed into each other while we finger fucked, our free hands caressing arms and faces and slipped into the bodices of our dresses, awkwardly cupping and squeezing each others breasts — finding hard, rubbery nipples and pinching. Mom added a second finger inside me and I slipped a third finger into her cunt.Our kisses became frantic, hungry things, sloppily licking and sucking each other’s tongues while our pussies became fiery, clasping things being sweetly and agonizingly teased, probed and fucked by knowing fingers. Mom in those hot, sweaty moments taught me more about my own pleasure spots than I had dreamed possible and while I was an amateur next to her, I was nevertheless pleasuring my mother as my fingers played and explored the pussy I had come from.Our orgasms came one atop the other and we finally had to end our kiss as we both clung to each other and sobbed and shrieked our way to heavenly pleasure. We both collapsed against the couch cushions, our hands still between each other’s legs as we kissed and cried together as our orgasms slowly waned.”Oh Pammy, I can’t tell you how long I’ve dreamed of making my little girl cum!” Mom gushed as she reached out and caressed my face. “I’ve always loved you, but now; to really make love to you.”I leaned in and kissed Mom. “I love you too, Mom!”A lot of the barriers that had been erected between us over the last few years — by puberty and secrets and age fell apart over the next few hours as Mom and I talked and talked and discovered things about each other that we had never imagined possible. Mom confessed that she had been bi-sexual since her teenage years and that she had several women lovers over the years including her old best friend Karen.I confessed that all Vicky and I had done was finger each other and play with her Mom’s sex toys including the dildo that had broken my hymen earlier in the summer. Mom enquired about boys and I told her that I had fooled around with my ex David, but that I was still technically a virgin.I shyly asked about Daddy and was he a good lover and Mom blushed and said, “Oh hell, yes! Your father is the best lover in the world — he would make you scream with pleasure with that big cock of …” Mom clapped a hand over her face and then began giggling again like a school girl telling secrets.I pretended to be shocked and then I whispered back, “I’ve dreamed of fucking Daddy — of him being my first. Is that bad, Mom?”I felt Mom shiver and against my palm I felt a trickle of fresh cream spurt from Mom’s pussy. Mom’s face got redder and then she replied. “Not if you want him and he wants you, Pammy. It would be no more wrong than what you and I have been doing.” Mom paused and let her fingers slip from me. She held her glistening fingers up in the air and smiled before saying, “What I hope you and I will keep doing if you want.” Then Mom brought her fingers to her mouth and sucked them off, taking her time and sucking each finger slowly.I released my grip on Mom’s cunt and brought my hand up to see Mom’s cunt cream covering my fingers. I slowly lapped my digits clean, savoring Mom’s strong, sweet taste before replying, “Oh yeah, Mom — I want to keep making love with you, kissing…” and I leaned in and kissed my mother, marveling at the mixed flavor of our pussies on our lips. “And kissing and touching and more, Mom. I want it all with you,” I added.Mom groaned and suddenly she was tugging off my dress, pulling it roughly over my head. “You’re beautiful, darling!” Mom sighed as her hands roamed over my body. She leaned in and I quivered with delight as my mother rolled her tongue around and over my erect right nipple before sucking at my breast, her teeth making me squirm and gasp as she bit down on the rubbery knob. As my head spun with the carnal pleasure Mom was inflicting upon me, I found myself on my back, Mom’s breasts dragging along my inner thighs, thick, swollen nipples teasing my sensitive flesh while Mom sucked and nibbled my breasts.”Oh Mom!” I gasped as I felt Mom’s tongue blaze a trail down my chest and across my stomach, moving ever downward until I felt the velvety wetness of her tongue rolling between my labia, swirling about; tasting me — drinking of my juices. I thrust my pelvis upwards against Mom’s face as she began to lick me — making my head spin as for only the second time in my life, a person ate my pussy!Mom’s tongue seemed to be everywhere, rolling up and down my labial lips, dancing across my clitoris and driving deep inside my folds of cunt flesh even as Mom sucked and chewed my pussy meat. Then fingers pressed into me — one, two, three fingers and I begged for more. Mom pressed here and there, already having memorized sensitive spots, teaching me how to really touch a woman’s G-spot.I screamed as my pussy exploded in a white hot flash of orgasmic power. My cunt felt full, like I had my cucumber dildo crammed deep inside me. Mom’s tongue and her thumb were doing things to my clit that had me convulsing, her lips clamped over my pussy as I creamed her face again and again — feeling the powerful sweetness of ejaculating my juices into Mom’s hungry mouth. I surrendered to the intensity of my Mom induced orgasm and was destroyed and reborn in the wonderfulness of it.When I was myself again, I was in Mom’s arms and she was kissing me tenderly as I cried and kissed her back. I was vaguely aware that I loved the taste of my own cunt on Mom’s lips and face. I babbled almost incoherently about how much I loved her and what she had done. Our naked canlı bahis siteleri bodies, sweaty and slick were pressed tightly together. I realized that I had no clue when exactly Mom got naked!Mom laughed and kissed me some more, finally saying in her best motherly voice, “Oh Pammy, just wait until you are filled with your Daddy’s cock and that big thing is making you cum and cum and when he fills you with his sperm, it makes you cum some more — sweetheart, you aint seen nothing yet!”I sniffled and said, “Mom, do you think Daddy would really fuck me?”Mom shivered and said, “Absolutely. Your father knows he has a sexy little daughter. You’ve been driving him crazy for ages!” Mom kissed me again and added, “We can surprise him tonight. I bet he’d love to find his favorite two girls in bed waiting for him.””I don’t know, Mom?” I sounded unsure and I thought it was a pretty good acting job. “Can we…can we wait. Keep this our little secret for now?”Mom smiled at me as only a mother can and said, “Sure, Pammy. Whenever you’re ready — you will be welcome in our bed.” Mom hugged me, pulling my body against hers. I found my face between her breasts. I turned my head and my lips brushed a nipple. I gobbled it, bringing my teeth down almost hard enough to break skin and made Mom yelp.I began to suckle at my mother’s breast, sucking and tonguing her blood engorged nipple like a hungry infant. Mom began to sigh — her sighs turning to groans every time I took a notion to bite down on her nipple again. It was my turn now and I was almost shaking with excitement as I took girl-girl love a step farther than I ever had before. Vicky and I had never worked up the nerve to go this far. I kissed my way down Mom’s stomach and over her pubic bone until I was face to face with Mom’s shaved pussy.”Oh baby, you’re making your mother soooo happy,” Mom cooed as she eased back on the couch — throwing a long leg upwards to rest on the top of the cushions; opening herself up to me even more. I inhaled and Mom’s strong aroma made my head swim with carnal delight — her cunt juices were like perfume to me, drawing me in. With my hands, I spread Mom’s already blooming labia further apart, revealing more of her glistening, slick pussy flesh. I touched Mom’s cunt lightly with one finger, marveling over how quickly her juices coated my finger.”Yessss, make love to me, Pammy.” Mom moaned, rolling her hips upwards, offering her bald cunt to me, practically begging me to lick her. Her clitoris had escaped from its hood, swollen and long. I licked my lips and ducked my head and then as Mom cried out with pleasure, I ran my tongue from the bottom of her wet, pink slit to the top, rolling it over her clitoris…then I made a return journey, savoring my mother’s delicious taste. As my tongue finished its travels, for the first time in my life, I imagined just continuing down the path and licking Mom’s ass. Another time, I told myself as I plunged my face against Mom’s pussy, driving my tongue into her folds as deep as I could go.I could feel Mom’s hands getting tangled in my long, dark hair and pulling into her groin, trying to get my tongue deeper, to allow it to swirl and lick her in places rarely reached by a woman. I licked and sucked and drank from my mother’s pussy, loving her up purely on instinct, trying to take measure of her responses and remembering the sweet spots that made her cunt gush cream or make her moan and cry out in i****tuous pleasure.My fingers found their way inside Mom’s molten hot pussy, making her squirm as I wiggled three fingers in and out of her clasping cunt while I licked and sucked at her folds and her throbbing clitoris. Mom’s legs arched over my shoulders and I felt her crossed feet against my back as she bucked and twisted against my face, urging me to fuck her faster and harder with my fingers as my tongue danced over her little penis-like nub.”YESYESYES!” Mom screamed and then it was all I could do to keep my face between Mom’s legs as she orgasmed hard — flooding my mouth with a torrent of her steaming pussy juices. I lapped it up as if I was starved — cherishing each drop of Mom’s delicious cream. After what seemed like a sweet eternity, Mom finally seemed to calm down except for pushing my face away from her now overly sensitive pussy.I lifted my head to find Mom looking down at me, tears streaking her face, smiling lovingly at her naughty daughter. “That was a fantasy come true, honey,” Mom said in a scream hoarsened voice. She held out her arms and waggled her fingers and I climbed upwards and snuggled with her, kissing her with my cream soaked lips and sharing her own juices with her.It felt so right being in Mom’s arms; so safe and loved. I was sure that I was going to love getting fucked by my Daddy, but I realized that Mom and I had just shared something that was beyond a man’s understanding, something so intimate that even having experienced it, I knew that language could not convey it properly.We napped there for a while, both exhausted yet exhilarated by what had occurred. We were woken by Daddy phoning home and telling Mom he was about ninety minutes away. Mom bantered with him a while and I knew that from her joking that Daddy was saying something about his little blue pill and that he would be looking for something special when he got home.Mom was grinning and replied, “Well, I’ll be ready if you are, John. Tomorrow is Saturday and we both can sleep in if we’re up all night.”After Daddy hung up, Mom grinned evilly at me and said, “You sure you don’t want to join us, Pammy? I bet your father would love to find you naked with me in our bed.”I felt myself blushing and shivering and said. “Maybe, I’ll join you later. When I’m ready, Mom”After some last, lingering and very sweet kisses, Mom left me to go get showered and prettied up for Daddy. I was feeling both very pleased with myself and almost bewildered. I had now fooled around with both my parents. I had sucked Daddy’s dick and licked Mom’s pussy and both had now invited me to join them both in bed. I had begged off from them both, but I knew even then I was lying through my teeth. There was no way tonight would end without me joining my parents and making their fantasies come true.My knees were shaky as I retreated to my bedroom, realizing that having already passed a point of no return, I was about to embark on an even wilder carnal journey. My pussy throbbed with anticipation as it dawned on me that tonight I was going to get my first cock fucking and that it was going to be with my own Daddy! I found myself almost unable to keep my hands off my pussy as the thought of Mom eating Daddy’s semen out of my cunt was more than a distinct possibility and maybe within just a few hours.After Mom got out of the shower, I took a long, hot shower myself up in my attic room. I toweled off and stopped in front of my full length mirror. I posed naked for myself and nodded. I beheld a young woman, barely an adult and more than ready to become an i****tuous slut with my parents. I brushed my long, dark brown hair dry until it almost gleamed. I found some of the perfume David had given me as a going away present and dabbed a little between my melon sized breasts and then between my legs and behind my ears. I had to giggle to myself. Wouldn’t my ex boyfriend be so jealous? He had never gotten more than a handjob from me and here I was, about to lose my virginity to my father!I was torn from my thoughts as a car pulled up into the drive. I could hear a few men’s voices calling out to my father — lots of laughter and then I could hear the car pull away and the front door open and shut. “Cathy? Pam?” I heard my daddy call out and then just barely, I could hear a soft murmur and then Daddy saying in a loud voice, “Wow!”I hurried over to my bed and tossed aside the throw rug and made myself comfortable. A few minutes passed before I saw Daddy carrying Mom into their bedroom, his arm muscles corded and strained as he carried her like a new bride. He eased Mom onto their bed and I licked my lips as I saw that Mom had on a sheer peignoir, her treasures barely concealed under the light green fabric.Mom and Daddy stared at each other hungrily as Daddy quickly stripped his clothes off. Mom scooted to the end of the bed as he did so and had Daddy in hand, looking up at him with love and desire as she stroked his semi hard cock.”How was your day, babe?” Daddy asked as he ran a hand through Mom’s hair. “Anything interesting happen today with Pam?”Mom opened her mouth to reply, but then grinned and took Daddy between her lips and began to suck — her eyes watching him as she bobbed her head back and forth…her hair swinging as she blowed him.”Ohhh yesss, sweet Cathy,” Daddy moaned as Mom sucked his cock.I knew the time had come — I needed to join my parents and make everyone’s fantasies come true. I went to my dresser and in the bottom drawer, pulled out an outfit that I had secreted there. Something I had bought when Vicky and I had visited a Victoria’s Secret store back in the summer.I slipped it on and then checked on Mom and Daddy. Mom was on her back now, her legs d****d over Daddy’s shoulders as he fucked her fast and hard. Mom’s face was scrunched up with ecstatic bliss. I felt a little dizzy as I watched Daddy standing over Mom, kissing her shapely leg as he plunged that big cock in and out of her. I was scared and horny and I couldn’t wait another moment.I hurried downstairs and turned for their bedroom. It was closed, but I could clearly hear Mom moaning happily as Daddy made love to her. I didn’t bother knocking, but opened up the door and stepped in. Mom and Daddy both turned and looked at me as the door creaked loudly as it swung open on old hinges. Both were caught up in the pleasure of the moment and also stunned I suppose by me.I had on a sexy little babydoll negligee made of sheer white silk — the hem ending just above my mound, exposing my pussy — my labia lips swollen and flowered, exposing my pink cunt flesh in the middle of my wispy, dark-haired muff. The top of my negligee lifted up and exposed my melon sized breasts rather than hide them. My nipples, so much like Mom’s — were the size of nickels and so engorged with blood that they were standing up almost an inch and throbbing and aching with the need to be bit and sucked.I stood in the doorway, feeling embarrassed and aroused as my parents gazed and admired my mostly naked body. Mom licked her lips and said in a throaty voice, “Pammy? Baby?”In a quiet, little girl voice that quavered with excitement, I said, “Mommy, Daddy, I’m here to make your fantasies come true.” I began to walk toward them, growing more excited and confident with each step. As Mom watched in amazement, I pressed up against Daddy and standing on tip-toe, kissed him hard — my tongue seeking out his while grinding my wet, flowered pussy against his thigh and running my hand up and down Mom’s d****d leg.Mom groaned as I think Daddy actually grew a little inside her. Our kiss ended with me sucking on Daddy’s tongue. I turned and knelt on the bed, my hand slipping between Mom’s legs to find Daddy’s cock embedded inside her vagina. I felt a trickle of my own juices run down my leg as I brushed my hand over Daddy’s slick shaft and Mom’s folds, drawing a gasp from her as I teased her swollen clitoris.My hand moved upwards as I leaned down, feeling Mom’s muscles fluttering in her stomach and them cupping her breast as I kissed her. Mom’s tongue slipped into my mouth and I groaned into our kiss as I could taste Daddy’s cock on her lips. The bed began to gently rock as Mom and I kissed and I knew that Daddy had resumed his thrusts into Mom’s steamy pussy. I felt his hand reach out and caress my ass cheek, trailing a finger down along the crack of my ass and under to where he explored my wet, sparsely haired cunt.The fire inside me was too demanding and I had to have some relief between my legs. I ended the kiss with Mom and moved around. “Are you ready for me, Mom? Are you ready to live your fantasy?” I whispered, my voice raw with lust and need. I straddled Mom’s face facing Daddy who stared with amazement. “Eat my little girl pussy, Mom. Make me cum with your mouth! Put that nasty Mommy tongue as deep up my pussy as you can.”I cried out as Mom lifted her head to meet me. I pressed down, grinding myself against her face as her tongue speared me and began to swirl and dance inside my pussy. I was on the edge of orgasm immediately, creaming into Mom’s face — each touch of her tongue, each kiss of her lips taking me a little closer to the abyss of pleasure.I felt myself began to waver, the room seeming to spin and I steadied myself by reaching out to Daddy, my nails digging into his shoulders as I rode Mom’s face and Daddy fucked Mom. All three of us began to move in a group rhythm, each of us deriving pleasure from one another. Dad leaned in and we kissed again, almost bruising each other’s lips as we rocked and bounced on Mom. Daddy’s hands cupped my swinging breasts, palms scratching across my aching nipples as he kneaded my tit flesh.Mom’s tongue swirled in and out of me, seeming impossibly long as she probed my cunt one second and then slavering over my clit as she dragged her tongue across my folds and scooped up my copious pussy juices. Mom made frantic gobbling noises, smacking her lips as she ate me, gulping in deep breaths whenever she had a chance and making me moan and quiver as she exhaled into my fiery cunt.I felt myself coming as Mom tortured my clitoris and I sobbed into Daddy’s mouth as I squirmed on my mother’s face. It must have been too much for Daddy and he pulled away from me and groaned, “Oh yes, cumming — cumming in your mother’s pussy, Pammy!”He arched his back and growled fiercely and plunged his cock deep inside Mom. I think his cumming triggered Mom’s orgasm and I heard and felt her muffled screams against my cunt. I dropped to rest on Mom’s belly, raising my ass up as I did so. It allowed Mom more air and now gave her access to my whole slit which as she sobbed in orgasmic delight, she ran her tongue up and down the length of my slit and a little ways beyond, almost teasing my asshole.I find my lips at the top of Mom’s mound and I eased down until I could lick her folds above Daddy’s thick penis, fluttering my tongue over her clitoris and the small portion of Daddy’s shaft that was still exposed. I moved my face forward and let Daddy’s pubic hair tickle my nose and then my lips and chin as I rubbed my face into his and Mom’s co-joined loins, inhaling their pungent, arousing scents.”Oh god, that’s wonderful,” Daddy gasped as he began to withdraw from Mom’s pussy. My mouth was right there, lips smearing in their mixed fluids, my tongue rolling up globs of pussy cream and semen as Daddy slowly pulled his cock from Mom’s clasping labia. When the head of Daddy’s penis emerged with a wet plop, I acted quickly and had him in my mouth, savoring again the sweet taste of my parents’ cum.I sucked my daddy clean, well aware that Daddy’s cock did not appear to be shrinking — that he was hard and swollen and big and long. I looked up into his loving eyes, telling him with my own brown eyes how much I loved him and how much I loved having his cock in my mouth. As wonderful as it was to feel my father’s life pulsating between my lips, I knew the moment had arrived for more.Letting Daddy slowly slip from my mouth, I looked up at him and implored in my little girl voice, “Fuck me, Daddy. Fuck your little girl and make me a complete woman.” I gave Daddy a last long lick and wiggled my bottom against Mom’s face. “Fuck me with your big dick now, Daddy!”Daddy got that ferocious look in his eyes and he climbed up in the bed, situating himself behind me. I was shivering — mostly from Mom’s incessant tongue, but also in anticipation of receiving my first cock. I felt Daddy’s hands on my ass, lifting and turning my butt upwards to get a better vantage point of my pussy. Mom’s mouth pursued me, her tongue fluttering over the upper flesh of my cunt, taunting and teasing my throbbing clitoris.I felt the velvety head of Daddy’s cock brush my lips and then press slightly into my pussy, just enough pressure to feel a slight entry into my most special place. I looked over my shoulder at Daddy who looked almost mad with passion. “Fuck me, Daddy. Make me scream just like Mommy!”Daddy grinned and said, “I love you, Pammy. Daddy’s going to make you feel so good!” Daddy flexed his hips and I screamed as I felt him sink inside me. I thought I was prepared, but I wasn’t. Daddy moved deeper into me. It barely hurt as there was no hymen to tear, but Daddy is sooo big! I sobbed as my father filled me up, inch after sweet inch of hard, thick cock. My cucumber paled in comparison, Daddy was so much bigger and longer. My pleasure seemed to swell up like a balloon until Daddy’s penis was nudging my cervix, then I seemed to explode as sweet ecstasy burst inside me and expanded.I couldn’t remain on hands and knees and my face dropped again to Mom’s lower stomach. “DADDDYYYYY!” I sobbed as my first cock induced orgasm swept over me. Then I felt Mom’s tongue continue to work over my fleshly lips, spread wide by Daddy’s throbbing meat pole. For what seemed an eternity, I was helpless in a haze of orgasmic delight, intense, i****tuous pleasure spreading out from between my legs, through my body all the way to the tips of my fingers, toes and hair.Nothing — not my fingers, not my cucumber dildo, nothing had prepared me for the overwhelming delight of having a man’s erect penis inside me, especially the sweet, sinful sensation of having my Daddy’s cock pulsing and throbbing and snugly buried in my pussy! Now I truly knew why Mom was such a happy woman!Waves of tremendous pleasure swept my body again and again as Daddy wormed his thick dick in and out of my pussy while Mom continued to tongue me, swiping it from side to side, teasing my labia lips and rolling it across Daddy’s long shaft. I was happy to be riding the currents of i****tuous orgasm, cherishing every moment.Then, piercing the bliss of my pleasure came an intoxicating aroma — so familiar and so strong and so enticing. My nose twitched and I moved my head slightly and let my eyes focus and discovered the source of this bewitching scent. I looked down and beheld Mom’s well fucked cunt — lips gaping open, her pink folds frosted with splatters of Daddy’s semen. Thicker wads of semen were beginning to drip from her swampy wet pussy. I could feel the heat radiating from her and I was suddenly consumed with a ravenous desire to lick my mother.Mom cried out as I mashed my face into her crotch, sucking her labia into my mouth and licking her swollen lips clean of her and Daddy’s cream. I felt pussy juice and sperm smearing my chin and cheeks and I gobbled hungrily, licking her glistening, frosted folds of pink cunt flesh and then delving deep into her pussy with my tongue, finding the thick deposits of Daddy’s still hot semen mixed with Mom’s pussy juices and eating them with abandon.As I did, Mom rallied to again begin licking me, her tongue flat and wide as it sawed back and forth against my clitoris and Daddy’s always in motion cock. Daddy increased his pace after hearing Mom’s moans and seeing me lap hungrily at her cunt. His hands kneaded my tight ass cheeks as he fucked his little girl and the room filled with the sounds of slurping mouths and the wet slaps of his body against mine, mixing with various moans as the three of us were locked together in our carnal and i****tuous embrace.Another orgasm swept over me as Mom was unrelenting with her tongue and Daddy twisted and rolled his hips, seeking to bury his cock deeper inside me with each thrust, always seeking virgin territory. I was sure that Mom joined me in a mutual orgasm as her pussy drenched my face in a new flood of her hot creams, confirmed by her wordless moans that rose and rose in pitch until she was screaming shrilly against my and Daddy’s joined bodies.Every inch of me seemed to be radiating pleasure — each sweaty slick movement of my body against Mom’s was ecstasy. I trembled with erotic joy with the scr****g of my hard nipples over Mom’s stomach and then there was Daddy’s cock and Mom’s mouth, each working separately, but together to build and build the orgasmic delight between my legs. I trembled as my pleasure reached new heights and continued to climb. Daddy was fucking me hard now and there was some pain, but it just seemed to enhance my carnal ecstasy.”Oh, Pammy, I love you, baby,” Daddy moaned as I felt his cockhead swell deep inside me. I felt his cock pulse powerfully within me and then it was like he exploded inside me as he suddenly began pumping streamers of white hot semen into my young pussy.I screamed in sheer i****tuous pleasure as my cunt literally seemed to be filled with liquid fire, generating an orgasmic fire that spread throughout my naked, sweaty body, incinerating every fiber of my being only to reborn in the power of i****tuous love. The tiny, still rational part of my brain marveled at the sensation of my pussy being filled with my Daddy’s baby making seed and that there was so much of it and that it felt so wonderful to feel so full of his cum.Daddy was calling my name over and over as he ejaculated his load into his little girl’s womb, “Pammy, Pammy, Pammy, Pammy!” I felt him move a little backwards so he could thrust into me again, seeking to get his sperm in me a little more deeply. I heard Mom moan and whisper, “Sooo sweet,” as her tongue slathered its way over Daddy’s cum covered cock and lapped at the semen that I knew was being forced out of me with every sweet thrust of Daddy’s erect penis.Daddy just seemed to be unable to stop — I felt thick wad after thick wad of spunk paint my cunt walls. My body seemed to be on fire, a hot burning fire of pleasure that became my very existence — all my world centering on the fiery joy that was my pussy. I couldn’t breathe, my limbs seem to disconnect from the rest of me — even my voice abandoned me, allowing only cries of pleasure to emerge from my lips. I was swallowed up in my orgasm that just continued to build until my body seemed to dissolve and I was pure orgasmic energy transformed by my daddy’s cock and my mother’s tongue. The world disintegrated and I was simply part of pure i****tuous joy and pleasure.It took me a minute to realize that I had actually passed out and had now regained consciousness. I was still in the wonderful throes of orgasm, but it was ebbing to the point where I regained coherent thought. Daddy was breathing hard and had stopped moving, although his cock was still hard and throbbing inside my pussy. My face was resting between Mom’s thighs, lips pressed against Mom’s quivering flesh. Mom was still teasing my pussy — now focusing mostly on rolling her lips up and down along my labia, spread wide by Daddy’s still blood engorged penis and dripping with our mingled juices.”D-Daddy?” I moaned softly, my voice hoarse from screaming.”Yes, baby?” Daddy replied, gently stroking my back. Even that slight touch sent delicious shivers racing through my body.”Daddy,” I said, my voice breaking up with emotion, “I love you. That was — you and Mom, it was — I love you both so much!” I began to sob then, overwhelmed with the sheer wonderful intensity of my orgasm — of the new intimacy I had experienced with my parents — of the sheer magnitude of love and lust that I now had in my heart for my parents. In a short space of time, I had bridged the gulf between love and sex and for the first time understood the tight link between the two. I had never imagined the intensity of the intimacy that people could share in the act of making love until now.”Ohhh, sweet Pammy, we love you too,” murmured Mom beneath me. I felt her shower my inner thighs with little kisses. “We never dreamed that this could be sooo wonderful either!”We all rested in the afterglow of glorious sex, me becoming slowly aware that Daddy was beginning to shrink inside me until finally he slipped free of my clasping lips and with a happy, but weary expression on his face, collapsed beside Mom and my intertwined bodies.”Good lord, Honey!” Mom exclaimed. “It’s like you used a fire hose. How much sperm did you pump in our naughty little girl?” Mom chuckled to herself and then continued, “Hang on, Pammy. Mommy’s hungry and her favorite snack is between your legs and dripping from your pretty little cunt.”Mom reached around and grabbed my ass cheeks and pulled me down against her face. I groaned happily as Mom began to tongue my hard fucked pussy — her impossibly long tongue delving deep inside me to gobble up Daddy’s thick streamers of tasty semen.I clawed the sheets as Mom’s ministrations sent me back to the edge of orgasmic delight. My head swirled and in an effort to keep myself grounded in the moment, I tried to focus on Mom’s pussy again, resuming my tonguing of her dripping wet flesh, savoring her taste — knowing full well that I could never get my fill of her sweet pussy juices.Mom was thorough, making sure that she licked my pussy clean of every drop of Daddy’s sperm and then starting all over again just to make sure that she had done the job right. I tried to match her lick for lick and kept up as we both stormed through another mutual orgasm, but eventually, I was simply overwhelmed and could only helplessly kiss Mom’s slick flesh as she tongued me to another toe curling orgasm.It took all my strength to roll off her. Somehow we wound up face to face, both our faces shiny and smeared with semen and cunt cream. She had raised me not to waste, so we spent several minutes kissing and licking each other’s face clean, sharing our treasures with each other in a long, passionate kiss.Mom and I then turned our attention to Daddy and gave his cock a long, leisurely tongue bath. His cock struggled valiantly to rise to the occasion, but we had worn him out, at least short term. We all cuddled then, under the sheets, Mom and Dad listening in wide-eyed wonder as I described how I discovered their lust for me through the old grate.”Omigod,” Mom exclaimed when I pointed out the grate above their heads. “I never even noticed.”Both were amused at how handily I had managed to seduce them both, Daddy just shaking his head and saying, “And imagine all that fantasizing when all we probably had to do was ask!”I kissed Daddy and then Mommy, taking my time and telling them how much I loved them using only my tongue and then I said, “You never have to wonder again. I’m your slut daughter whenever you want me!”We then fell asleep, exhausted from our lovemaking. It was the best night’s sleep I ever had, interrupted only once when I awoke in the dark and found myself on my back, legs spread wide and Daddy already several inches deep in my pussy. Daddy rode me long and hard, showing me just how knowledgeable he was in pleasuring a woman with his long, stiff cock. Mom snored away through most of it, oblivious to the good, hard fucking her husband was giving their daughter. In the end, I woke her up with my screams of orgasmic pleasure as Daddy pumped another tremendous load of spunk in my young pussy and as Daddy fell asleep, Mom once again licked my pussy clean and the last thing I remembered was thrashing on the bed as Mom made me cum as she sucked and nibbled on my clitoris.We all slept late into the next day, my dreams filled with wonderful visions of family love, visions that were made true the next morning as my parents and I made love again and again.I am now deep into my senior year at my new school. I look to graduate with honors and am mulling over my choices of colleges. I’ve abandoned any thought to returning out west to attend school. My heart and my pussy are determined to remain here in the loving bosom of my family. Mom and Daddy and I are so very close now — as close a loving family as is humanly possible. I am as happy as a daughter can be. I have new friends and a new life and I am the lover of the two people I love and adore above all others.The only thing I really miss from my old life is my old friend Vicky, and Mom and Dad say I can invite her out this coming summer. I can’t wait to share my new life with my best friend. Mom was licking my pussy when I asked her if Vicky could visit. Mom raised her head up, my juices glistening on her chin and she smiled and replied, “Why not, Pammy, the more the merrier!”

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V engeance d une femmeNous devions prendre la route dès le lendemain. Une dernière dispute grevait ce séjour par ailleurs merveilleux. La colère me rend souvent rancunière. Je ne sais ce jour-là ce qui passa par ma tête. Je voulais me venger assurément. Cependant je ne devais en arriver à une telle extrémité. Je l’ai regretté trop tard. Je n’en ai pas conçu pour autant un remords éternel. Je m’absous volontiers de ce genre de péché. Je dois concéder que je suis une mauvaise fille et pour tout dire une salope. Jacques notre hôte et ami en a tant profité cependant. Il a su doctement en garder le secret.Il faut être amateur de montagne et de ce genre de chalet. C’est le grand air. La lumière est belle. La solitude vous étreint. Cela lave le citadin de tous les miasmes de la vie moderne. Mon mari et moi nous avons toujours aimé nous ressourcer en ces endroits. Nous tachions de nous tenir à des résolutions. Ne pas fumer inconsidérément. Crapahuter. Manger sainement. Faire l’amour à n’en plus finir. Nous renouions ainsi avec l’élan de la jeunesse. Ce fut mon homme qui dégotât cette location d’un bon rapport qualité/prix. Nous sympathisâmes d’emblée avec l’hôte : Jacques.Il était bel homme et sa soixantaine approchée outre de lui avoir blanchi le cheveu, lui conférait une sorte de charme. Il ressemblait à mon défunt père. Je vous vois ricaner et en tirer des supputations freudiennes. L’homme était charmant si délicat. Il sortait volontiers sa guitare et nous abreuvait de toutes sortes de thèmes et de mélodies célèbres. Étrange trio, il me renvoyait à cause de cette guitare à la fameuse scène du film Jules et Jim de François Truffaut. Il était cependant exclu que nous nous fracassions tous trois dans une voiture. Il parut d’emblée que je plaisais à Jacques.Celui-ci voyait bien mon lien profond avec mon mari et nos cernes autour des yeux témoignaient chaque matin que nous avions baisé comme des fous toute la nuit. Jacques avec humour nous signalait que c’était caractéristique du coin. Tous les couples sacrifiaient ici aux sarabandes de Venus. Il demeurait dans une aile éloignée du chalet. Il n’était pas susceptible d’entendre nos gémissements ainsi que le bruit martyr des ressorts du lit. Encore qu’une nuit mon mari crut voir une ombre à la fenêtre. Il émit l’hypothèse que ce pouvait être Jacques en coquin et voyeur.Je pris sa défense. Il m’était insupportable qu’on abaissât cet homme a une vile pratique. Non pas que je dédaignas le sexe sous l’angle sordide du vice. Au contraire je ne répugnais pas à baiser des fois en extérieur peu loin des voyeurs. Ceci activant mon désir mais là j’éprouvais comme un dépit qu’on rabaissât l’image digne d’un homme. Mon mari secrètement jaloux s’en fit un jeu. Il n’omettait pas une occasion sacrilège de supputer que derrière güvenilir bahis le mur Jacques peut-être nous épiait et nous écoutait. A force je m’en fis moi-même une réalité. Cela me parut peu à peu vraisemblable.Ce qui put me confirmer en cette intuition était qu’à mesure le Jacques devant moi baissait les yeux comme s’il eut perpétré un péché honteux. Il y avait une gêne entre nous. Il ne s’agissait plus de la première impression que j’avais suscité sur lui dès le premier jour. Son sentiment ou son désir était devenu comme plus clandestin voire obscur à mon égard. Je n’en fis point part au mari. Je glissais inexorablement sur une pente. L’attrait du fruit défendu brillant dans la nuit. Je ne voyais pas comment je ne pourrais pas y céder. Il ne manquait que l’étincelle pour embraser route la savane.On eût dit que mon mari avait fait exprès comme pour aller au-devant de mon désir. Pour une peccadille nous nous primes le chou. Il faut dire pour démystifier cela que nous en étions fort coutumiers. En effet nous mettions souvent un point d’honneur à clore un séjour par une de ces scènes de ménage. Façon peut-être de nous gratifier d’un bel holocauste pour mieux nous rabibocher ensuite. Ainsi mon mari n’y vit rien de particulier ni d’original. Une fois de plus nous bouderions dans la voiture lors du périple de retour. Puis nous baiserions tels deux fous la nuit.La conséquence de notre dispute fut que mon mari allât seul quérir des objets au magasin de souvenirs dont nous avions fait ensemble et doctement la liste. J’étais un peu frustrée d’être exclue de ce shopping. Cela ne fit qu’exacerber ma colère. Je me trouvais punie. Il me fallait trouver une compensation à la hauteur. Ainsi avais-je ourdi un plan. Je comptais que mon homme serait absent quatre bonnes heures. La route était peu praticable en la saison car saturée et de touristes et de routiers. Qui plus est et pour me faire rager, mon mari décida à s’offrir un gueuleton quelque part.Je ne sais pourquoi je débitais tout cela à Jacques étonné que je n’accompagnas mon mari. Il perçut tout mon dépit et bientôt la circonstance de cette brouille. Il tint à défendre cependant e mari invoquant l’orgueil coupable des mâles. Il voulait nous rabibocher et même se disposait à m’emmener à la ville pour le rejoindre. Je l’en dispensais. Moi-même j’étais une orgueilleuse tandis que cheminait dans ma tête un projet pernicieux. Je mis cela rapidement à exécution. Notamment je décidais tout de go que je rejoindrais Jacques plus tard en sa petite chambre. Il sursauta.Il vit que mon propos ne supportait pas qu’on lui résiste. Je pris ma douche hâtivement. Me maquillais plus que de raison et adoptais surtout un chemisier qui avantageait mon haut de seins et une mini-jupe dont je savais l’effet ravageur türkçe bahis et qui laissait voir tout du haut des cuisses dont une chair blanche et capiteuse à la naissance du bas. Juchée sur des escarpins hauts je savais être ainsi une petite salope. Je pus me réjouir de lire la stupeur dans les yeux de cet homme qui à l’instant et de loin m’évoquait encore mon vieux père défunt. Un feu sulfureux flottait dans l’air.J’examinais avec malice ce lieu qui trahissait le vieux garçon. Par provocation je lui suggérais quelqu’ aménagement dans cette médiocre garçonnière car je ne pouvais concevoir qu’il n’eût de nombreuses maîtresses et conquêtes qu’il amenait ici en basse saison. Il rougit. Cela m’émut. D’autres mâles en pareille circonstance m’eurent déjà pris par la taille, embrassé et déposé sur leurs genoux. Je résiste peu aux façons des soudards. Telle une fille à soldat je suis résolue alors à être docile, à me donner. Ainsi accroupie le branlais-je et le suçais-je tel un amant de passage.Je vis à cet instant que je devrais tout faire et prendre l’initiative. Mon Jacques était un nigaud, un pataud. Du moins m’en convainquit-il ce jour-là. Je ne l’en allumais pas moins. J’étais décidé à ce qu’il bandât pour moi et qu’il l’exprimât. Aussi je le sommais de me jouer de sa guitare et m’asseyais sur le lit en face de lui, cuisses tout à fait écartées. De toute façon il ne fallait pas grand-chose pour qu’on put se repaître entre de la couleur et la matière de ma culotte. Celle-ci était tout exhibée. J’adorais faire cela des fois au restaurant avec l’assentiment du mari excité.J’avais choisi une culotte mauve dont la transparence si lubrique laissait trop transparaître le détail de ma chatte. On en suivait facilement le dessein, le relief ainsi que de rares poils pubiens. Pour ajouter à ma perversité et tandis qu’il jouait cet air idiot et célèbre des jeux interdits, je feignais de vouloir refermer ces cuisses affectant une pudeur vaine. Ce jeu ne pouvait que l’exciter davantage. Je savais mes bas noirs excitant. Tout homme aspirait à aller toucher cette chair blanche qui affleure là-bas vers à leur naissance tout au confluent d’une culotte gonflée d’un lourd désir.J’espérais que le pauvre Jacques fut bientôt à point. Je n’en regardais pas moins l’heure tourner. Il ne restait à présent que deux heures. Je choisis ce moment pour un propos impertinent qui marquait le début de mon attaque décidée. Je dis : « Jacques savez-vous qu’à l’heure présente, j’ai envie de faire une bêtise et de faire payer à mon mari la peine qu’il m’a fait. Bref il me faut un homme. Je veux que celui-ci me baise tout son saoul. » Cette exorde le cloua sur place. Il resta interdit suspendant sa musique. Ahuri il fit mine de n’avoir pas compris. Il eût presque regardé derrière lui.Non güvenilir bahis siteleri il s’agissait bien de lui. Mes propos lui étaient destinés. Je souriais et savourais son air désemparé. Renchérissant j’ajoutais : « Vous ne voulez pas que j’aille jusqu’à la route héler un de ces solides routiers qui lèvent les filles et usent de vos prostituées ? « « Vous savez qu’ainsi accoutrée je ne ferais long feu. Puis j’adore sucer. J’ai déjà fait cela dans une cabine de routier. » Interloqué il baissa la tête regardant le sol. Je dus me lever et m’approcher de lui. Je lui caressais les cheveux. J’étais tendre comme s’il se fut s’agit d’un jeune homme.Tout allât assez vite. Cela se déroulât comme dans un rêve. Je me souviens de m’être accroupie devant lui. De lui avoir ouvert la braguette. D’en avoir extirpé une queue épaisse. D’avoir branlé puis sucé celle-ci. Il n’est pas faux de dire que s’il avait refusé de me prendre, je me fus jetée peu après sur le bord de la route pour m’offrir au premier venu. Je faisais cela des fois l’été lorsque refusant d’être ramené en auto, j’affirmais avoir envie de marcher et d’emplir de l’air de nuit mes poumons. Peu après j’étais alpaguée par un conducteur puis sautée irrémédiablement.Mon mari se gardait de savoir si je m’étais attardée dans les bras d’un ou plusieurs hommes. Je me précipitais sous la douche et me pelotant entre ses bras m’ensevelissait dans un sommeil invincible.Jacques ce jour-là épargnât que j’aille me prostituer idiotement. Je trouvais plus mignon qu’il fut pour moi cet amant mignon et malhabile. J’eus droit à des mots tendres au lieu de ceux vulgaires que j’entendais dans la bouche de mes amants anonymes. Pour une fois on ne me traitait de pute, de traînée ou de salope, mots par ailleurs si justifiés. Je dus insister pour qu’il me prit violemment.Foin de douceur et de délicatesse, je l’insultais et l’abjurais de me foutre par de grands coups dans le derrière. Ainsi se résolut-il à choisir le petit trou que je lui signalais avec force mimiques et gestes. Je lui dis dans un souffle : »Encule-moi. J’adore çà. » Je me gardais cependant d’ajouter : « De toute façon tu sais cela. Tu as nous assez épié et écouté toutes ces nuits. » Je goûtais ce sexe dans mon cul. Je l’avais désiré. Il avait plus de prix qu’aucun autre. Il éjaculât enfin ponctuant cela d’un râle. J’adore qu’on appelle cela petite mort. Je le suçais une dernière fois en salope comblée.Je le quittais sans mot. Sans un regard. J’eus le temps de prendre une douche et de me changer. Mon sagouin d’homme avait pris son temps comme pour me punir. Je n’étais pas mécontente d’avoir mis à contribution tout ce délai pour me venger. Je lui fis fête cependant affectant d’avoir jeté la rancune à la rivière et de lui pardonner. Je n’en refusais pas moins de faire l’amour prétextant une migraine. J’expliquais que j’avais regardé un film. Que Jacques était parti avec un pote. Il nous saluait. On l’appellerait arrivés sur Paris. Goguenard mon homme lança. « Un que tu n’auras pas eu ! »

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
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Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Ma toute première séance photo.Quand on commence à devenir féminine vient avec le temps l’envie de plaire et certains hommes savent saisir ses occasions.En étant un peu plus jeune qu’aujourd’hui, en me promenant un jour au bord d’un lac proche de chez moi, j’ai été accosté par un homme. Un homme plutôt gentil, rassurant. Il se présente donc en me disant qu’il s’appelle Antonio, qu’il est photographe et qu’en me voyant il m’a trouvé très jolie et que si l’envie me disait il aimerait bien faire un shooting photo avec moi et il me donne sa carte avec toutes ses coordonnées. Je le remercie et lui dis que j’en parlerai à mes parents en rentrant et me demande si je suis mineur, je lui dis que oui et il me dit qu’il faut donc l’accord des parents sinon effectivement ce n’était pas possible. Et ce jour-là on se quitte sur ces mots. En rentrant chez moi j’annonçais la nouvel à mes parents, je m’attendais à ce qu’ils soient d’accord mais leur refus catégorique me surpris terriblement et sans me donner d’explication ils mirent un terme à notre discussion. Je savais que j’étais jeune mais je ne compris pas leur réaction.Le soir j’étais seule dans ma chambre et je pleurais car j’avais vraiment envie de faire ce shooting. Je décidais donc d’appeler Antonio et lui expliquer la situation. J’en pleurais encore et il l’entendit, je lui dis donc que j’étais triste car j’avais vraiment envie de faire un shooting, il me proposa alors qu’on se voit le lendemain au bord du lac et qu’on pourrait en reparler pour essayer de trouver une solution.Le lendemain en début d’aprèm je me prépare pour aller au lac. Pour cette occasion j’enfile une petite robe volante blanche qui je trouve me met en valeur, elle est assez proche du corps sans être moulante, ses petites bretelles tiennent le haut de ma robe qui arrive juste un peu plus bas que la naissance de mes seins, dessous je mets un mini shorty blanc lui aussi mais pas de soutient gorge et en accessoire un petit chapeau.13h je suis déjà arrivée au lac, il fait très beau, dans mon sac j’avais pris une petite serviette que j’étale sur le sol et me pose dessus. Quelques minutes après, Antonio arrive, pour me dire bonjour il me fait la bise, je suis flattée, il s’assoit en face de moi et nous commençons à discuter de mes envies de faire un shooting, je vois bien qu’il me dévisage je suis à la fois un peu gênée mais ça me fait plaisir, il me flatte aussi avec ses mots en me disant que je suis une jeune femme sublime et qu’il aimerait lui aussi que je sois son modèle. Et là il me demande ce que je fais cette après-midi et que si vraiment j’en ai envie qu’on peut en faire un pour essayer mais qu’il ne faudra surtout pas en parler. Avec un grand sourire je lui réponds que je suis super heureuse et que bien sur j’en ai envie. On décide donc je partir sur le champ. On y va en voiture car il habite à une petite demi-heure du lac. En arrivant je découvre une très grande maison en pleine campagne, il se gare directement dans son sous-sol, il m’explique qu’il a un studio en ville mais vu la situation il ne peut pas prendre de risque.Nous montons à l’étage et il me fait rapidement visiter et dans une grande pièce il a un studio privé et il m’explique que c’est là qu’il vient parfois avec des modèles quand elles ne sont disponibles que le weekend et le soir. Il me propose de mon montrer son travail il sort plusieurs book ou je découvre une série de photo vraiment sublimes, il est vraiment très doué, je reconnais sur certaine sa maison et y vois une piscine qui se trouve à l’arrière, je lui demande ses préférences en terme de photo, il me dit qu’il aime les photos en nature et parfois aussi des photos de charmes. Je suis curieuse et lui demande si je peux voir un book de ce style de photos, il hésite mais me le donne en me disant qu’elles sont parfois osées alors que je ne sois pas choquée. Je lui lance un petit sourire en güvenilir canlı bahis siteleri lui disant que je sais comment sont faites les femmes, il éclate de rire et me disant que je suis drôle.J’ouvre le book, encore une fois je trouve ses photos vraiment superbe, en effet elles sont osées parfois très provocantes mais je les adore, je dévore le book. Il me propose ensuite de commencer notre petite séance.Il me dit d’aller sur l’estrade, Les flashs commencent il me guide me dit comment me positionner, ma façon de poser ma tête entre mes mains, de sourire, de bouger, on sent le professionnel. La première partie dure une petite demi-heure, il me demande ensuite si je veux voir ce qu’il a déjà fait, en me prévenant qu’elles sont brut, je suis curieuse de voir ce que ça rend et il me montre sur l’ordi, en les faisant défiler et les commentant en même temps, certaine sont superbe, il s’arrête sur une photo ou je suis assise sur une chaise jambes croisée, il me dit qu’il adore cette photo en m’expliquant pourquoi, je lui souris flatté par ses compliments et en plaisantant je lui dis «tu aurais surement préféré sans la robe toi », il se met à rire aussi en me disant « c’est certain en plus avec le corps que tu as, tu serai sublime ».Il me propose de continuer dans son jardin, évidement je suis d’accord, nous y allons la terrasse est superbe, nous reprenons la séance à plusieurs endroits, un moment nous sommes sur un transat proche de la piscine et je joue avec un peu la provocation je laisse glisser mes bretelles le long des mes épaules, il ne réagit pas, je continue exprès de faire glisser le haut de ma robe, ma poitrine se libère lentement mais lui ne le voit pas il voit juste mon dos se découvrir vu que je suis dos à lui, je continue de la faire descendre jusqu’au haut de mes fesses, il ne dit toujours rien, quand nous terminons les photos de dos, je fais exprès de remonter ma robe pour voir sa réaction et là il me dit « dommage j’aurais bien continué sans ton haut en me faisant un clin d’œil », je retire à nouveau mes bretelles et laisse tomber ma robe complétement en bas de mes chevilles, il recommence ses photos, il me demande d’être provocante voir coquine, la chaleur monte un peu, je le sens dans sa façon de me parler, j’adore cette séance je me sens vraiment à l’aise devant lui.Après m’avoir mitraillé en petit tenue, il pose son appareil, vient près de moi, me disant qu’il me trouvait très joueuse, tout en me matant sans discrétion et il me demande le ton un peu hésitant si je voulais bien retirer le reste, je voyais bien qu’il n’y avait plus rien de professionnel et que je lui plaisais et pour être franche il était plutôt bel homme. Je lui fis un petit signe de la tête pour lui dire oui, il me prit la main et m’emmena dans une autre pièce dans laquelle était installé un grand canapé le nécessaire pour prendre des photos, il me dit « c’est bon tu peux la retirer », j’enlève donc mon shorty sous son regard, j’entends bien son petit « superbe » , il poursuit en me disant « vas-y allonge toi sur le canapé en te mettant sur le ventre, lève tes jambes et croise tes pieds, vas y reste comme ça » et il repris son mitraillage, après un petit moment à me guider, il me dit « fais comme tu as envie maintenant soit naturelle » alors c’est moi qui jouait avec son objectif tout en étant très provocante, j’écartais bien les cuisses pour le chauffer un peu, il restait zen alors j’allais de plus en plus loin, un moment je me dirigeais vers lui il me regardais venir sans rien dire, je collais mon corps contre le siens et je l’embrassais, il se laissait faire sans rien dire, il posa ses mains sur mes fesses me caressa, me plota, après cette petite échange, je repris ma place sur le canapé et je lui dis « viens me rejoindre si tu en as envie », à son tour il s’approcha de moi, s’assit à mes côtés et pencha sa tête sur güvenilir illegal bahis siteleri la mienne et m’embrasse, sa main passe entre mes cuisses, il me les écarte lentement en me caressant l’intérieur, je commence à lui retirer son t-shirt, il est obligé de décoller sa bouche de la mienne pour que je lui retire et à ce moment il me demande si je suis certaine de ce que je suis en train de faire, je lui dis que oui, même si au fond de moi je sais que ce n’est pas très bien car je le connais pas du tout, il retire par la même occasion ses chaussures et en me montant dessus il recommence à m’embrasser, nos baisers sont langoureux, ses mains sont très baladeuses et j’aime ça, il joue avec mes seins, mes fesses. Je suis vraiment très excitée je sens la bosse de son pantalon durcir contre moi alors je commence à déboutonner son jeans libérant son sexe qui en effet était déjà bien dur, je le masturbe lentement, son sexe est assez gros, j’ai vraiment envie de lui et je sais que lui aussi a envie de moi je descends légèrement son pantalon juste en dessous de son cul, je prends son sexe en main et l’amène à ma foufoune, il me dit alors « tu sais ce que tu veux toi petite chipie » et il commence à me pénétrer, son sexe entre en moi lentement il est vraiment gros heureusement il y va avec douceur, il me dit que je suis vraiment très serrée et qu’il adore ça, il me lèche en même temps le seins, son sexe une fois complètement en moi, il commence ses vas et viens, je le sens bien glisser mon vagin est humide je l’entend quand il ressort, il commence à accélérer, la jouissance monte déjà en moi, je pousse des petits cris, il aime ça il me demande de ne pas me retenir, il accélèrent de plus en plus en appuyant ses coups, c’est un peu brutal pour moi mais j’apprécie tout de même et il le sent, il se retire moi, il finit d’ôter tous ses vêtements, une fois nu il me présente son sexe pour que je le suce, je commence à le sucer activement, son sexe est gros je ne peux pas le rentrer entièrement mais il a l’air d’apprécier ma fellation quand même, après ce petit moment à le sucer, il me fait me mettre à genoux sur le tapis du sol, il était que mon troisième partenaire mais j’étais vraiment très à l’aise avec ses demandes, donc une fois à genoux, il se positionna derrière moi je pensais sentir son sexe mais c’est ça bouche que je sentis arriver sur ma petite chatte trempée, il me lécha vraiment très bien mais ancien copain ne m’avait jamais léché, je pris beaucoup de plaisir sous sa langue qui allait de mes fesses à mon sexe, il me disait que j’avais une chatte superbe mais aussi petit trou qui donnait et qu’il s’y verrai bien dedans mais ça je n’étais pas encore prête et il n’insista pas, il me dit « je vais me contenter de ta magnifique petite chatte alors » et il mis son sexe sur mes lèvres et me pénétra avec plus de facilité qu’au début, son sexe fut vite entré entier en moi, il agrippa le creux de mes reins, et ressortis et rentra son sexe d’un coup sec, je lâchais un cri assez fort et il me dit alors « je suis allé trop fort » je lui répondis « non no vas-y continu » et il recommença une fois, deux fois, et enchaina les coups avec une grande rapidité, j’étais en train de jouir et il le sentais, il poussa sur mon corps pour coller mon ventre sur le sol tout en me disant « vas-y jouis ma petite salope je vais te baiser comme tu le mérite» et il me baisa comme ça un moment avec en prime quelques claques sur le cul, j’avais presque honte de prendre autant de plaisir vu la situation qui était nouvelle pour moi, je n’arrêtais pas de lui dire « oui encore vas-y plus vite », je sentais que ça l’excité énormément, il me fit me rallonger sur le dos en me disant « j’ai envie de te voir pendant que je te baise », j’avais les joues rouge, j’aimais la situation mais je me sentais un peu honteuse, il me remonta dessus et recommença güvenilir bahis şirketleri à me baiser très fort, ses mains empoigné un coup mes seins, un coup mes reins, de nouveau je jouis sous ses coups, et il était très proche de jouir aussi, il rendait ses coups encore plus brutaux, avant de se retirer et de jouir sur mon corps, des jets de sperme très fournis, j’avais du sperme jusque sur les seins, il s’étala à côté de moi en me disant qu’il était rincé, il m’embrassa de nouveau en me demandant s’il n’avait pas été trop brutal, je lui répondu que non et que même si c’était tout nouveau pour moi j’avais adoré et beaucoup joui, il me prit dans ses bras un petit moment, on discutait un peu de ce qui venait de se passer, je lui raconter qu’il était seulement mon troisième partenaire, il me répondit qu’il m’avait trouvé très entreprenante pour une jeune fille et qu’il ne s’attendait pas à ça se ma part, j’avoue que je fus aussi surprise que lui par mon comportement qui ne me reflétait pas du tout, mais il m’avoua qu’il était vraiment content que l’après-midi est tournée dans ce sens même s’il ne l’avait pas envisagé.Après avoir papoter pendant un bon moment il me proposa qu’on aille prendre une douche et c’est seulement en arrivant sous la douche que je compris que son idée n’était pas que nous nous lavions, il recommença à m’embrasser pendant que ses doigts trifouiller ma chatte, il lécha mes seins les mordillant doucement, son sexe était redevenu bien dur, il m’attrapa par les fesses mes jambes autour de sa taille et me posa sur sa queue, ma chatte glissa lentement sur son sexe très épais, il me fixait pendant tout ce temps et mon visage expressif lui laisser comprendre à quel point j’aimais ça, il me suggéra d’accrocher mes mains autour de son cou et me dit : « vas-y baise toi toute seule après je vais m’occuper de toi » alors je commençais mes vas et viens , il m’aidait en poussant sur mes fesses, ses yeux ne quittaient pas les miens, il commençait à être cru dans ses mots « vas-y enfonce bien ta chatte » « tu aimes ca petite salope », l’eau coulée le long des mon corps elle était presque bouillante ce qui faisait rougir ma peau, il recommençait à me lécher les tétons, je devenais folle sous sa bouche, il commença à me mettre des petites claques au cul, certaine bien appuyées d’un coup il me roula une pelle somptueuse avant de se décoller et me dire « je vais te baiser comme tu le mérites, tout a l’heure j’ai été très doux avec toi », il me dit descendre de sa bite, il me retourna, pris mes pains et les posa en hauteur sur la vitre épaisse de la douche à l’italienne qui donnait sur le miroir de la salle de bain, il tira mon cul en arrière pour me cambrer, avec ses pieds il écarta mes jambes et avant de commencer quoi que ce soit il me demanda « tu me fais confiance », je lui répondis « oui totalement » il ajouta juste « si je vais trop loin arrête-moi » et d’un coup sec m’enfonça son sexe entièrement, je poussais un cri, il recommença comme sur le sol plutôt, mais ce coup-ci il enchaina les coup de reins avec une brutalité qui dans une autre situation m’aurait certainement gênée mais là c’est moi qui lui disait encore et encore jusqu’à ce que mon corps se lâche totalement sous ses assauts et que j’hurle de jouissance, mes jambes se mirent à trembler, mes bras avait du mal à reposer sur la vitre ma chatte se crispa autour de son sexe et il le sentit, je venais d’avoir mon tout premier orgasme et c’était merveilleux, il me retourna de nouveau vers lui après s’être retiré de moi, m’embrassant avec une certaine fierté, et de nouveau me pénétra face à face pendant quelques minutes avant de me faire me mettre à genoux pour me jouir dessus, après s’être vidé une nouvelle fois sur moi, il me remonta m’embrassa langoureusement et me dit juste après « tu as vraiment une demoiselle surprenante », après ça nous nous lavions pour de vrai et c’est comme ça que ce fini cette superbe après-midi qui avait pris une tournure que je n’aurais pas pu imaginer.Quand il me déposa au lac, après un dernier baisé, il me dit « j’espère que ça ne sera pas la seule fois » et évidement ce ne fus pas la seule fois, il y en eu beaucoup d’autre tout aussi folle.

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candaulismeDans la vie de tout les jours, nous sommes un couple un peu bourgeois Alain & moi. Mais nous sommes bourrés de fantasmes qui sont parfois très délirant. Alain, avec les beau jour, la chaleur, les plages naturistes, veut me voir aux prises avec des hommes et jouer les voyeurs. La semaine dernière, en faisant l’amour, il me glisse à l’oreille :« J’aimerais te voir à la plage entrain de sucer un autre homme et te faire prendre en double pénétration pour te regarder jouir sous les coups de boutoirs. Ca m’exciterait au plus haut point. » Dans mon excitation du moment je lui ai dit :« Dis donc, c’est très hard, et comme ça me livrer à des inconnus sur la plage ça te fait bander ? »« Oui se serait un joli cadeau de ta part et grande preuve d’amour ma chèrie. »« Et comment compte-tu t’y prendre ? »Il m’a alors donner un maximum de détails. C’est explication m’excitaient et pour conclure, il m’a prise en levrette. Nous avons joui très fort et Alain c’est terminé dans ma bouche. Le lendemain, nous décidons d’aller sur une plage naturiste. Nous nous mettons à l’écart dans les dunes et Alain a commencé à me caresser, étendue sur le sable. J’ai les cuisses largement écartées pour profiter au maximum de la caresse qu’il me prodigue. Je güvenilir bahis mouille beaucoup et gémi sous ses doigts. Il plonge alors sa tête entre mes cuisses et léche goulûment ma chatte dégoulinante. Il me suce le clitoris, introduit sa langue dans mon vagin et je couine de plus bel en me cambrant. Ensuite il s’allonge sur le dos et me demande :« Met-toi à quatre pattes j’vais t’enfiler ma chérie ! »C’est avec le plus grand plaisir que je sens son membre s’enfoncer dans mon fourreau palpitant. Il en profite pour glisser un doigt dans mon petit trou. Je me met à crier de plaisir sans penser qu’on puisse m’entendre. Mes cris accompagnent les mouvements de son manche qui me remplit bien. Je gémi de plus en plus fort sans me préocuper si on m’entend. Tout à coup, Alain me dit :« Ça te plairais une deuxième queue maintenant, n’est ce pas ma salope? »Dans mon excitation, je lui réponds :« Oh oui! J’aimerai en avoir une autre dans la bouche !!! »« Dis donc ! tu deviens de plus en plus salope ! »« Ha ouiii !!! C’est ta faute à force de me parler des gangbang ! »« T’aimerais te faire mettre par tout les trous ma putain ! »Toujours dans mon délire, et sans savoir que mes cris ont attiré plusirs hommes qui observe la situation, je türkçe bahis lui lance :« Hooo oui !!! J’aimerais être baisée par tous les trous en même temps !!!! » A ces mots, Alain a du faire signe aux mecs qui nous mataient que j’étais prête et réceptive. Je me suis retrouvé avec une queue sur ma bouche et une autre dans la main. Sur le coup un peu surprise, rapidement je l’ai mise dans ma bouche et j’ai commencé à la sucer tout en masturbant l’autre.Mon mari se retire de mon vagin pour m’observer entrain de sucer ces inconnus. Aussitôt mon vagin libre, il est investi par une queue étrangère qui cette fois-ci m’enfile avec nervosité. Relachant la queue que j’ai dans la bouche, comme par provocation, je dis à mon homme :« Alors le spectacle te plait? C’est ce que tu voulais depuis longtemps n’est ce pas ? »« Oui. Que tu es belle enfilée par des inconnus ! Je bande comme jamais ! »« Salops !!! J’veux être baiser par tous les trous ! » Alain exulte de me voir me faire peloter les seins, pénétrer la chatte. Toujours une queue dans la bouche et l’autre dans la chatte, le troisième larron que je branlais décide de profiter du trou restant inoccupé. Il pose son gland et pousse progressivement. Me voilà totalement embrochée par des inconnus güvenilir bahis siteleri qui s’active en moi devant les yeux ravis de mon mari.Alain me dira après comment il avait été surpris de me voir me faire sodomiser aussi facilement. Je suis à deux doigts de l’orgasme.En retirant de temps en tant la queue qui est dans ma bouche, je leurs scande :« Oui continuez!!!Oui c’est bon défoncez moi bien !!! »Ces encouragement les dynamisent et leurs coups de boutoirs se font plus violent.Je lance à Alain :« Oh oui, oui, oui ! c’est encore meilleur que je ne l’imaginais, depuis le temps que tu m’en parlais que c’est bon, j’suis complètement rempli!!! Haaaaa ! Ouiii je jouiiiiis, ouiiiiiiiiiii, plus fort, plus fort !!!! Baisez moi!!!!! »Mon orgasme déclenche évidemment le leur. Je reçois rapidement au fond de ma gorge la semance de celui que je suce et j’avale sans sourciller.Les autres suivent dans ma chatte et mon cul dans un beuglement d’animaux. Alain est aux anges en voyant les éjacs de ces inconnus me remplir. Les mecs se retire et en nous remerciant reparte, nous laissant seuls. Devant ce spectacle, Alain aussitôt me présente sa queue prete à exploser devant ma bouche. Je le suce avec avidité mais, trop excité par ce que je viens de lui offir, Il éjacule dans ma bouche et se termine sur mes seins.C’est un délice. J’ai regardé amoureusement Alain et j’ai déposé un baisé sur son gland en lui disant :« Merci chéri de cette surprise. J’ai vraiment pris un pied énorme

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Eine süße Überraschung am MorgenChampagner für zwei – als ich meine Freundin traf/Fortsetzung Teil2Hände. Ich spüre sie, fühle die Kuppen und Fingernägel über meinen Nacken gleiten. Verdammt wie Spät ist es? Ein Traum? Wirklichkeit? Ich weiß es nicht. Zu tief noch der Schlaf, zu starkes Dröhnen im Kopf, hab ich gestern Abend zu viel getrunken?, zu unklar die Gedanken, keine Möglichkeit zwischen Realität und Phantasie zu unterscheiden. Nur eines weiß ich ganz genau: Es ist schön! Die Hände gleiten weiter über meine vom Schlaf erhitzte Haut, streicheln die Schulterblätter und meinen Busen. Es sind sanfte Finger. Diese Feststellung reicht mir um klarzumachen, dass ich nicht träume. Mit geschlossenen Augen liege ich regungslos da, halb auf dem Bauch, das rechte Bein angewinkelt. Wer auch immer mich streichelt, auf keinen Fall will ich, dass die Berührungen aufhören. Also weiterhin die Schlafende spielen, genießen, nehmen statt geben. Die Hände gleiten tiefer, zeichnen die Linien der Wirbelsäule nach, lösen Verspannungen. Immer tiefer wandern die Fingerspitzen, machen auch vor dem Po nicht Halt. Ich spüre, wie meine leichte Sommerdecke zur Seite geschoben wird. Nun liege ich völlig nackt güvenilir bahis vor der Unbekannten. Scham? Zu meiner Überraschung schäme ich mich nicht, fühle stattdessen ein leichtes Kribbeln. Nicht lokalisiert, eher am ganzen Körper. Die Hände berühren inzwischen meine Pobacken, kneten auch sie sanft und dennoch fordernd. Das Kribbeln verstärkt sich, beginnt sich auf meine intimste Stelle zu konzentrieren. Aufregende Gefühle, erhöhter Pulsschlag. Wer ist es, der mich derart anturnt? Ich kann mich an nichts erinnern. Umdrehen? Nein, noch nicht. Das Risiko alles zu verderben ist einfach zu hoch. Ein Finger mit Spucke benetzt berührt den Anus, streichelt und massiert ihn. Die erotische Spannung steigt. Der Finger gleitet weiter, schiebt sich langsam über den Damm bis hin zu … Ein Seufzer. Ich kann ihn nicht unterdrücken. Jetzt ja. Nun muss die Unbekannte die Feuchte bemerkt haben, meine Erregung. Nur nichts anmerken lassen, jedes Geräusch unterdrücken. Eine Hand massiert noch immer den Po, die andere schiebt sich zwischen meine Schenkel. Der Daumen ist es, der abermals meine empfindlichste Stelle berührt und in meine Möse eindringt. Ein leises Stöhnen. Wieder kann ich es nicht unterdrücken. türkçe bahis Kann ich noch glaubhaft die Schlafende spielen? Ist es überhaupt möglich, bei derartigen Reizen zu schlafen? Ich beschließe aufs Ganze zu gehen. Langsam und verschlafen drehe ich mich um. Sofort verschwinden die Hände. Zu viel gewagt? Augen geschlossen halten. Die Beine etwas gespreizt, bleibe ich liegen. Ein, zwei Sekunden vergehen, scheinbar endlos. Dann die erlösende Berührung. Diesmal sind es die Brüste. Sie werden zärtlich massiert. Die Hände, so unendlich weich. Frauenhände. Wissende Hände, die das bestimmt nicht das erste Mal machen. Leichtes Erschauern, als der Bauchnabel unter dem Hauch eines Kusses erbebt. Unaufhaltsam gleiten die Finger tiefer, berühren zärtlich meine Scham. Auch hier kein Halten, lediglich kurzes Verweilen. Ich beiße mir auf die Lippen, versuche ein lustvolles Seufzen zu unterdrücken … Hoffnungslos. Abermals stöhne ich unterdrückt, als die Hände ihr Ziel erreichen. Mit zwei Fingern fickt sie meine Möse. Die Augen noch immer geschlossen, empfange ich die Liebkosungen. Lust. Unbeschreibliche Lust und das Verlangen, dieser Moment möge nie aufhören. Alle Nerven gereizt, Muskeln güvenilir bahis siteleri gespannt. Sanfte Massagen an intimster Stelle, unaufhaltsam zusteuernd auf den einen Augenblick. Bilder vor meinem geistigen Auge, erotische Bilder voller Leidenschaft. Die andere scheint meine Gefühle zu erahnen, lässt mich leiden, ein Tanz auf dem Vulkan. Dann, nach endlosen Minuten wogender Gefühle und heißen Verlangens, die Befreiung, ein Aufbäumen des Körpers. Mich schüttelt ein heftiger Orgasmus. Entspannung. Seufzen, nichts wird mehr unterdrückt, ich öffne langsam meine Augen und erwache in der Realität. Die Umgebung noch verschwommen. Noch bebt der Körper, hofft auf mehr. Schatten treten klar hervor, ein suchender Blick. Wer war es, der mir dieses Abenteuer bescherte? Ein Mädchen am Bettrand ist zu erkennen. Rücken, Kopf, Haare. Lange, bruenette Haare. Die Erkenntnis: Meine Freundin. Wer sonst? Mir hätte es klar sein müssen. Wollte ich mir darüber klarwerden? War nicht die Vorstellung, von einer völlig Unbekannten auf diese Art verwöhnt zu werden, viel reizvoller? Wir schauen uns an. Nathalie, so heißt die Süße – gerötete Wangen, gesenkter Blick, süße neunzehn Jahre alt. Wortlos berühre ich ihren Arm, ziehe sie auf das Kissen. Ein geflüstertes Danke geht in einem ersten, vorsichtigen aber leidenschaftlichen Kuss unter.Die Geschichte … für Euch zu Ende … für mich und Nathalie der Beginn einer leidenschaftlichen Romance

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Auf dem RastplatzMeine Frau Beatrice und ich fuhren jeden Sommer nach Südfrankreich in den Urlaub. Wir liebten es, an den dortigen FKK-Stränden die Sonne zu geniessen und geilten uns an den anderen Nackten auf. Jeden Abend fickten wir uns dann in unserem Appartement oder am Strand, wenn nicht mehr so viele Badende da waren.Als wir letzten Sommer unterwegs nach Südfrankreich waren, sprachen wir darüber, dass es Zeit wäre, endlich Nachwuchs zu machen. „Ich habe die Pille abgesetzt und hoffe, dass du mich in den kommenden Tagen schwängerst“, sagte Beatrice. Unser Gespräch ging weiter und ich merkte, wie mich der Gedanke, ihr Zuchtbulle zu sein, erregte. Nach einer Zeit machten wir eine Rast. Ich fuhr auf den Rastplatz, wo wir an einem Picnic-Tisch eine Kleinigkeit assen. Beatrice stand auf und holte noch etwas im Auto. Als sie zurückkam, stellte sie sich hinter mich hin, beugte sich vor. Wir küssten uns innig und ich spürte ihre Titten auf meinen Schultern. Beatrice fuhr mit ihrer Hand an meiner Brust hinunter und plötzlich hatte sie ihre illegal bahis Hand in meiner Hose. Natürlich merkte sie, dass meine Eichel vom vorigen Gespräch schon ganz feucht geworden war.Sie bearbeitete meinen Schwanz in der Hose, der nun immer härter wurde. „Ich will dich ficken“, platzte es aus mir heraus. „Meinst du hier auf dem Rastplatz?“ antwortete Beatrice. „Natürlich…“ Wir hatte es schon mehrmals im Freien getrieben und wurden dabei auch schon beobachtet.Ich drehte mich um und öffnete meine Hose. Beatrice kniete sich hinunter und nahm meinen Schwanz in den Mund. Gekonnt blies sie ihn und spielte mit meinen Eiern und der Eichel. Ich zog ihr T-Shirt hoch und bearbeitete ihre Nippel. Diese standen hart auf. Beatrice zog nun ihren Minirock hoch und den Slip hinunter. Sie setzte sich auf den Bank und ich leckte ihre Muschi.Währenddessen war ein Lastwagen auf den Rastplatz gekommen – wir hatten das gar nicht bemerkt, denn wir waren so mit einander beschäftigt. Inzwischen hatten wir beide uns komplett ausgezogen. Ich setzte mich illegal bahis siteleri nun auf die Bank, Beatrice drehte mir ihren Rücken zu und setzte sich auf meinen Schwanz. Ich drang von hinten tief in ihre Muschi ein und sie bewegte sich langsam auf und ab. Plötzlich öffnete sich die Türe des Lastwagens und der Fahrer stieg aus. Er war ebenfalls nackt und sein Schwanz war komplett steif.Der Fahrer stellte sich vor seinen Lastwagen und wichste seinen Schwanz. Ab und zu schaute er zu uns herüber. Plötzlich kam er zu uns und sagte: „Ich habe euch schon die ganze Zeit beobachtet. Ihr habt mich geil gemacht und ich muss mich nun wichsen.“ Seine Eichel war ganz feucht und sein Hodensack hing weit hinunter.Beatrice griff an seinen Schwanz, während sie immer noch mit mir fickte. „Nicht schlecht“, stellte sie fest und spielte mit seinen Eiern. Wir wechselten nun die Position und ich drang von hinten in ihre Möse ein, während Beatrice auf der Bank kniete und den Schwanz des fremden Lastwagenfahrers lutschte. Ihre Tittel wackelten bei canlı bahis siteleri meinen Stössen geil hin und her. Bald erreichte Beatrice ihren ersten Orgasmus.Ich legte mich nun auf den Picnic-Tisch und Beatrice ritt auf mir. Der Lastwagenfahrer griff ihr an die Titten und spielte mit ihren harten Nippeln. Beatrice stöhnte laut auf und genoss einen weiteren Orgasmus. Nun war die Zeit gekommen, um das Speil zu beenden.Der Lastwagenfahrer und ich standen auf und Beatrice kniete vor uns hin. Wie geile Jungs wichsten wir nun unsere Schwänze. Nach wenigen Minuten spritzte der Fremde seinen Samen auf die Titten meiner Frau. Er war ein guter Spritzer und hatte eine Menge Samen abgelassen. Dieses Bild machte mich noch geiler und bald schon musste auch ich abspritzten. Auf den Titten von Beatrice vermischten sich unsere Säfte. Beatrice lutschte nun die beiden Schwänze sauber und vermengte unseren Samen auf ihren Titten.Beatrice und ich setzten uns nackt auf die Bank und erholten uns noch ein bisschen vom geilen Fick. Der Fremde ging nackt zu seinem Lastwagen zurück. Er zog sich wieder an, schaute noch einmal zu uns, winkte und fuhr davon. Das war der Auftakt für einen Urlaub, in dem wir noch öfter gefickt haben als üblich. Und im nächsten Sommer sind wir zu dritt in den Urlaub gefahren…

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