Humbled (James Bondage One Shot)

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“Very interesting” Jasmine muttered sarcastically as her pen sailed across the page. Normally she’d be taking notes, but that was no longer necessary with her current client. She had this young man figured out. In cases like his, she would often doodle while the subject was under hypnosis. Her questions would occasionally spark a new point of interest, but at this stage, they mostly confirmed her suspicions.

She knew exactly what treatment he needed. Now it was just a matter of talking him into it. Sometimes, it helped to visualize these things; to create a portrait of the future you would make manifest. Her pen came to a stop as she completed her drawing. It was a crude representation of the alternative therapy she would conduct with the cock-sure client resting comfortably on her couch, if all went according to plan.

“Alright, Trevor. I think we’re done for now. I’m going to count to three and snap my fingers. When I snap my fingers, you will re-emerge feeling completely refreshed. Ready? One. Two. Three.”

*snap*

Trevor’s light gray eyes opened. He stared at the ceiling as his mental fogginess cleared. It felt like he’d been sleeping for days. It wasn’t sleep in the traditional sense, of course, but he felt well rested. He sat up and turned, his feet finding the floor. Trevor ran a hand through his short, blonde locks. When he looked up, the gorgeous therapist with the gleaming glasses and luscious black hair was smiling at him.

“How long was I out?”

“Quite a while. We’re almost out of time.”

“Did you learn what you needed to?”

“Oh, yes. I’d say we’re done with hypnotherapy for now.”

“Good, because I’m not paying a hundred bucks to take another nap.”

That wasn’t fair. She’d done more than just the hypno stuff. Still, he was starting to question why he continued coming here. She wasn’t even a licensed therapist. Her business card read: Sex Therapist & Relationship Counselor, but the only credential on her wall was a bachelor’s in psychology.

A month ago, her advertisement had called out to him like a shining beacon in the night. It came along at just the right time in his life. A picture of her, one hand on her hip and the other lowering her rimmed glasses down her nose while she stared at the reader. ‘Relationship trouble? Can’t find a match? Be man enough to admit you need the help of a woman.’

From the bullet points listed below that opener Trevor got the impression she specialized in treating long time loners, incels, guys who’d fallen into pick-up artist culture and other clueless dorks. He wasn’t a member of any of those groups, but something about her had grabbed Trevor. Maybe it was her eyes; dark orbs brimming with confidence that spoke wordlessly: ‘Only I can help you.’

And that wasn’t her only impressive feature. Jasmine had the body of an Olympic athlete and a beauty mark to go with it. Her tight suit-coat and heavy skirt couldn’t hide the muscle in her arms and thighs. Yet her skin was flawless and her features purely feminine. Her black hair flowed in sultry waves that extended well down past her shoulders.

No wonder Trevor was going to therapy for the first time in his life. If reeling guys in with sex appeal was her shtick, she probably had lots of clients. It seemed to have worked on him. That, combined with Trevor’s long dry spell, is why he found himself on Ms. Jasmine Walker’s couch for the third time.

“You’ve been patient up to this point, and I appreciate that” she replied, ignoring his petulance. “I assure you, we’re going to do something more concrete next. Although, it’s going to cost more than a hundred if you want my most effective treatment.”

“More?!?” he asked incredulously. “What kind of treatment are we talking about?”

The counselor chuckled as she flipped her notepad closed and set it aside. Jasmine brought the tip of her pen to her mouth and bit on it as she studied Trevor up and down.

His simple t-shirt and jeans betrayed a lack of fashion sense, but he was handsome enough. Trevor was fit and his figure filled out his clothes nicely. He would’ve done fine with the ladies if he wasn’t such a typical dude-bro. Unfortunately, her trips into his psyche had revealed he was lacking in several areas other than fashion. Chief among them were empathy, communication and a modern understanding of the fairer sex.

Trevor had some outdated notions about relationships. This had resulted in disaster with his previous girlfriends. Without Jasmine’s help, his kind were doomed in the new world. She would have to be strict with him. It would all be for the best in the end. Perhaps he’d even thank her, later, when he was a new man.

“Have you ever been to the Antilles?”

“The Antilles?”

“The archipelago in the Caribbean.”

Trevor still looked flummoxed.

“Do they not teach geography in school anymore?”

“Not much” he admitted.

“Jamaica. Cuba. The Dominican Republic. Haiti. The Cayman Islands… etc. They make up the Antilles.”

“Oh! No, can’t say I have” he answered with a shake of his head.

“It’s gorgeous. I go there frequently for work and play. In fact, an organization I’m affiliated with hold retreats there regularly. We often bring clients who can benefit from more hands on experience.”

Trevor chuckled. “Hands on, huh? What does that mean?”

“Workshops. Role play. Deep hypnosis. Intense sensitivity training that requires a sort of… simulated relationship. It’s much more intimate than what can be achieved in an office environment. I think you’re an excellent candidate for this form of therapy.”

Jasmine’s grin was as mischievous as Trevor’s eyes were wide. The implications were clear. The only question was if they were genuine or if this was a smooth sales pitch to get him to some horribly dull, overpriced, new age, personal growth seminar.

“That does sound interesting. Tell me more.”

“If you were to come along, our sessions, outside of the workshops, would be mostly one on one. However, I should mention all of the other counselors in this group are women and we do help each other out. Sometimes its necessary to dial up the intensity. Things can get very interesting when multiple women are involved.”

Trevor’s body temperature rose steadily. He felt like a thermometer that was about to pop and gush mercury all over the floor. He almost never sweat outside the gym, but his skin was close to breaking out in a wet sheen.

“Wow!Yeah, that does sound… intense.”

At first, Trevor thought he was going crazy when he noticed the busty counselor being more flirty with him. Jasmine had put her hands on him during this session, guiding him to the sofa and getting him in the position she wanted. She’d taken his pulse and given him a light massage, something she hadn’t done in previous sessions. She was smiling and making eye contact more often. And now she was asking him to a tropical retreat.

No, he wasn’t imagining things. She was into him. Jasmine likely reserved these offers for her favorite clients. Trevor had heard of sex therapists who did more than just therapy and, in truth, he’d hoped Jasmine was one of those women. Now, it seemed his patience was being rewarded. He may have hit the jackpot.

“You have no idea, but I hope to show you first hand. Our next retreat is in three weeks. These events typically run four days. I’d love to take you, assuming you’re prepared.”

“Prepared?”

“Well, assuming you have a passport, you can get the time off and you can pay the entry fee.”

Trevor leaned back into the couch. “The passport is no problem. I had to get one so I could go on my senior trip to Europe. I have vacation time saved up and I should be able to get the time off if I put in for it soon. That just leaves the fee. How much are we talking?”

“Two thousand dollars.”

Trevor’s eyes practically bugged from his skull. “TWO THOUSAND?!? For four days?”

“And three nights” she said matter-of-factly.

“Where are we staying, the Ritz Carlton???”

Jasmine laughed. “Nothing that fancy. Though, our group does require some special accommodations to put on our training. That’s why it’s a little pricey. And we therapists need to be paid for our time, too, of course.”

Trevor encountered his first hint of trepidation. For that kind of money, he could go to Vegas and have one hell of a weekend. He could gamble, see a number of fantastic shows and pay for the company of several women. Of course, he would feel like a loser by the end of it. That was the easy path and it wasn’t going to help him with the ladies in the future.

His beautiful counselor, on the other hand, was offering a trip to the Caribbean, some kind of next-level sex and relationship therapy and she was hinting at naughty fun. It had just the right aura of mystery and class to make it more appealing than splurging on booze and hookers.

“Come now, Trevor” she spoke, interrupting his musings. “Does spending three nights with me really sound so bad?”

“No, of course not. It’s just the-”

“It will be the wisest investment and the most exciting four days of your life. That’s my guarantee.”

Trevor studied the sultry woman as she crossed her legs gracefully. Her breasts seemed like they were about to burst from her suit jacket. Her strong legs flexed, leading down to commanding heels. She lowered her glasses and looked at him directly, their eyes meeting like lonely strangers in the night. She’d already won.

“When you put it that way, I suppose I can’t say no.”

“That’s the perfect attitude” she replied, pointing at him and flashing a smile. “You’ll need to cover your own air fare as well, but everything else is included. You won’t have to worry about meals and such.”

“Alright. Are we having another session before the trip?”

“No, that won’t be necessary. I’ll be heading down early to help setup the training, so I won’t see you again until then. I’ll text you the details tomorrow so you can book your flight.”

“Great. Anything else I should know?”

“Yes, one thing. I’d ask that you not masturbate between now and the trip. That’s very important.”

Trevor looked like he’d just been smacked in the face. “What?!?”

Three weeks without jerking it? For a guy in his late twenties? He felt like he’d just been assigned to some hellish purgatory.

Jasmine’s impish chuckle reinforced the prospect of naughty fun to come. “It’s important that you enter this with the right mindset. Follow my instructions and you’ll be attracting the right kind of women in no time. Trust me.”

* * * * *

Trevor sat in the airport lobby, shifting uncomfortably in the rigid seat as he waited for his flight to begin boarding. It had been several long weeks of blue-balled anticipation, but the day had come and he would soon be taking his first trip to the Caribbean.

He lamented that he couldn’t put in his ear buds and ignore the noise around him, but he didn’t want to miss an important announcement and get caught with his pants down. Trevor scrolled through his socials leisurely, barely paying attention to the usual stream of bullshit news and mediocre memes. It was mostly to give his hands something to do. His mind was fixated on the next four days.

Would this trip be a massive disappointment and a total waste of time and money? The best long weekend of his life? Something in between?

A series of futuristic beeps blared through his phone’s speakers, letting Trevor know he had an incoming call. The pop-up notification read: Jasmine Walker. He smiled and hit the accept button.

“Hello, Miss Walker.”

“Heya! I caught you before the flight, huh?”

“Yeah, I’m waiting for it right now. Should be boarding soon.”

“Awesome! I’ve been here for a couple days. The weather is perfect and the hotel is prepped. This is going to be a great event!”

“Sweet. I’m looking forward to it.”

“I bet you are. I’m glad you picked up on my hints and agreed to come.”

“You were laying it on pretty thick. Only a total idiot wouldn’t have caught on.”

“Yes, well, I don’t like to be too obvious, but some guys can be pretty oblivious. Not you, though. You’re clearly ready for some advanced training. By the time I’m done, you’ll have to fight the ladies off with a stick.”

“I have no interest in fighting them off. There’s plenty of me to go around.”

“Oh-ho! Bold words. We’ll see if you can live up to them. Have a good flight, lover boy. And check your email. I just sent a pic.”

‘Whoa! ‘Lover boy.’ It’s on for sure! Don’t overreact… Play it cool.’

“Will do. See you soon, pretty lady.”

He heard Jasmine giggle before hanging up. Trevor quickly banished his phone app and switched to his email. Sure enough, there was a message awaiting him from the sultry counselor.

The picture loaded and he barely recognized the woman who’d been his therapist for two months. Her dark hair was done up in a high ponytail. Her makeup was much more pronounced with dark shadow, prominent eyeliner and ample blush adding color to her cheeks. Her blue eyes sparkled as she gazed into the camera.

She’d posed for the selfie with one hand on her wide hips, just like in the ad. Jasmine wore a sleeveless leather top that molded to her curves wonderfully. In stark contrast to her conservative persona at the office, she looked wild and ready to head to a nightclub.

Jasmine smiled and held up two fingers in the classic peace sign. That was the most common association, though Trevor knew in many parts of the world it instead meant ‘V for victory.’ It had Escort formerly been a post World War II gesture of celebration, but now was used more as a statement of cute playfulness.

‘Goddamn, she looks amazing! And she obviously wants in my pants. I definitely made the right call.’

He gawked at the photo until a woman announced his flight over the intercom. The plane was boarding. It was time to takeoff for paradise.

* * * * *

After disembarking and a long cab ride, Trevor found himself in the hallway of a swanky hotel. It wasn’t a five-star establishment by any means, but it seemed pretty upscale for the relatively small island nation he found himself in. The natives spoke an odd version of broken English in which you’d be lucky to catch every other word. Their language and culture was a hodge-podge influenced by a dozen different nations from colonial times.

Jasmine met him in the lobby and he followed her, watching her body flex in the same leather top she’d sported in the photo. She wore a long, matching midi skirt below, it’s glossy black rippling as her legs pumped. The pattern held as Trevor followed her legs down into black leather boots with stiletto heels. Her dark hair bobbed in the tall pony tail; the luxurious locks trailing down past her shoulders even from its up-tied source.

Trevor wondered if she was really a fan of leather or if she’d worn something more provocative to get him psyched up for the first day of ‘therapy.’ He wouldn’t think anyone would choose to wear leather this close to the equator, but the hotel air conditioning was on full blast, which probably made it tolerable.

In fact, unless you were very warm blooded, you would want to wear something heavier to avoid getting cold. Luckily for him, that had never been an issue. He felt fine in his button down shirt and chinos. The cool air felt nice on his skin.

“Why aren’t the bell hops following with my luggage?” he inquired.

“They’ll bring it up shortly. They’re pretty busy right now. Lots of guests checking in.”

Trevor nodded. The lobby had been pretty packed. At least he didn’t have to lug the heavy bags around by himself any more.

“Do we have an orientation tonight?”

“Nope” she answered over her shoulder. “Not until tomorrow. Tonight you can rest up up from your flight and we can get to know each other a little better.”

“Awesome” Trevor replied with an encouraged grin. He was pleasantly surprised. The last thing he wanted after passing through two airports was to listen to some woman yammer on for an hour or two. Also, he knew what getting to know each other was code for. It seemed this mini vacation was about to kick off in grand fashion.

They continued on until Jasmine slowed to a stop in front of room 237. She turned and smiled at Trevor before pulling a key card from her pocket and swiping it over the door’s magnetic panel. The portal opened with a metallic clunk and Jasmine waved him in. Trevor stepped through first and was immediately blown away. The room was massive, immaculately furnished and well stocked with booze, snacks, toiletries and other complimentary gifts.

“This is my room?!?”

“No, this is our room.”

Trevor turned back to her as the door swung shut behind them. “Wait, you mean we’re staying in the same room? All weekend?”

“Mmmhmmm” she answered with raised eyebrows. “I wasn’t kidding when I said simulated relationship.”

He couldn’t believe it. This was getting better by the minute.

Jasmine clasped her hands behind her back, which caused her ample bosom to stick out even more in the shiny leather bodice. She strolled forward slowly, growing closer by the second as the anticipation built.

“Maybe, if things go well, it won’t be a simulation for long” she spoke evocatively. Her smokey eyes and full, red lips betrayed lustful intent.

Her breasts pushed into the top of his chest and he realized just how much taller she was in her high heeled boots. She was already tall for a woman, but now she had at least an inch on him. Jasmine stared at him for a few moments, breathing softly as her scent wafted over him. The tip of her tongue poked out, gliding across her top lip suggestively.

In a surge of primal desire, she dove on him. Jasmine’s hands groped him all over as they started to kiss. Her tongue invaded his mouth aggressively. Trevor took hold of her curvy frame, tracing it up and down several times before giving her fulsome ass a hungry squeeze.

“I think– You’re fucking hot” Jasmine spoke breathlessly around sucking kisses. “And I want you right now.”

“I’m all yours– Miss Walker” he answered between wet smacks and pleasurable murmurs.

They made out at length until their passion was interrupted by a knock at the door. Jasmine broke the kiss. She pointed down the hallway past the kitchen.

“Bedroom is that way. Get out of those clothes. I’ll collect your things and be right there.”

“Yes, Ma’am” Trevor answered, his cheeks filled with rosy red. He turned and strode off to find the bedroom. In the background he could hear Jasmine open the door and speak to the staff in their weird dialect as he went deeper into the luxury suite.

The bedroom had a nice view, a giant bed and a TV almost as big as the one in the living room. Trevor couldn’t stop smiling as he disrobed. For once in his life, he’d taken a chance and it had paid off. Thank fuck he hadn’t gone to shitty-ass, disgusting Vegas.

He’d stripped down to his boxer briefs by the time the dark-haired beauty returned. He didn’t lift heavy weights, like he was pretty sure Jasmine did, but his body was well toned. He liked to spend his nights at the gym running laps and shooting hoops in between a round or two on the weight machines.

“I know how it is after a flight” Jasmine noted. She lifted her arms and untied the band holding her hair up. Her lovely locks glided down in waves of silky jet black. “You look like you could use a massage. Get on the bed, face down.”

Trevor wasn’t going to argue with that. “Wow! You know, you could’ve sold this to me as ‘the perfect girlfriend experience’ and it would’ve been a much easier sell” he quipped as he stretched out flat on the bed and settled into the soft covers.

“Oh, it won’t all be peaches and cream” Jasmine admitted as she grabbed a bottle of lotion from the dresser and squirted it into her hands. “But by the end, I think you’re going to have a whole new perspective on life.”

The mattress shifted as the weighty amazon slid onto the bed and crawled over Trevor’s body. She planted her strong legs on either side of him, her knees digging down around his waist. Trevor felt something firm press down on the small of his back, but he figured it was just her leather skirt, bunched up below her. He moaned as Jasmine sank her strong hands into his shoulders and began kneading away.

She traced his arms and back up and down, groping him with an impressive grip. Where her hands flowed, tension and stress exited his body. He spoke muffled gibberish into the duvet as she put him at the greatest ease he could remember in his life. Trevor didn’t even notice the light metal clinking when Jasmine reached over and grabbed something from under the pillows.

“Give me your arm” she commanded. Trevor let her pull it behind him.

*CRRRRICK-CRICK*

He felt a metal cuff tighten around his left wrist.

“Wait- What?!?”

“Shhhhhhhhh” Jasmine leaned down and hissed into his ear. “Just go with it” she implored as she seized his right wrist and pulled his other arm behind his back. “Let me take you places you’ve never been before” she added in her most sultry tone.

“Haha… Alright…” Trevor replied meekly. He yielded to her as she secured the other cuff around his right wrist. Given how strong she was, it’s not like he could stop her in his current position.

*CRRRRICK-CRICK*

“There we go. Almost ready to party!”

“Why, what else do we have to-”

Before he could finish the question, it was answered for him. Jasmine’s hands reached over his head and lowered a bright, red, rubber ball gag into view. She pulled it to his lips, mashing it against his face as Trevor closed his mouth just in time.

“Mmmmm!”

“Open.”

“Mmmphhhmmmrrrrrmm!”

“I said open, Trevor! From here on out, you’re going to do what you’re told, or there will be consequences.”

“Wait, I–”

His words made it just wide enough for Jasmine to pull the smooth, thick ball past his lips. She tugged it with all her strength and Trevor opened his mouth wider, if only to spare his teeth. His eyes bulged as his entire mouth was filled with unforgiving, spherical rubber and his jaw was forced open permanently. Jasmine secured the device behind his head with a web of leather straps that dug into his hair and flesh tightly.

‘Oh fuck! What the fuck did I walk into?!?’

Jasmine’s hands left him momentarily, but were back on his body in seconds. She wrapped another thick piece of leather around his throat and he quickly realized it was some kind of collar. It clinked and jangled as she moved it into place. She worked intently, tightening it snugly around his neck as she secured its many metal buckles and fasteners.

“It should come as no surprise that you’ll be calling me Mistress Jasmine from now on. That is, when I give you back the ability to speak. That won’t be for a while. On the first night, good little slave boys should be seen and not heard as they learn proper decorum.”

“Mmmppphhgglllmmm! MMPPHHHRRRRRMMM!!!”

“Shutup!” she shouted, grabbing his head harness sternly. She dug one knee into his back, pushing him deep into the bed to cement the point that she was in full control. “Unless you have something damn important to say, you speak only when spoken to! Two oinks for yes, one oink for no! Understand, piggy?”

Trevor was overwhelmed by shame, but he didn’t want to piss her off. The full gravity of his situation was descending on him like an array of ominous storm clouds.

“Ommph! Ommph!”

It was the best approximation of an ‘oink’ he could do with a mouth full of wet rubber.

“Better” she said with a playful smack to the side of his face.

She slid off the bed again, but was back in no time. Trevor felt her hands all over his lower body. She held something cool against the skin of his thigh.

*snip snip snip snip*

“We won’t be needing these anymore.”

His boxers were shredded and their remnants pulled off with a combination of metallic slices and stretched ripping sounds. Soon, his buttocks were exposed to the frosty hotel air.

“Mmmmm, not bad Trevor!” Jasmine cooed as she groped his bare ass cheeks. “Your ass might be your best feature! I’ll be making frequent use of it.”

“NNNRRGGGHHH! NNNNPPHHHH!!!” His body shook in her grasp as her intentions grew more clear.

“Oh, forgetting the rules already? That’s going to cost you.”

Jasmine rose and walked to the dresser filled with toys, fetish clothing and restraints. She retrieved a long, sturdy paddle before making her way back to the bed.

“Ten strokes to help you remember, bitch boy.”

*WACK WACK WACK WACK WACK*

She brought the flat end of the paddle down fiercely across the center of both cheeks. Each one grew more painful than the last as she put every bit of her considerable strength into each massive swat. His ass jiggled and grew more red with each crack. The final five broke his silence as Trevor groaned painfully into the increasingly sloppy gag.

*WACK WACK WACK WACK WACK*

“Up on your knees, unless you want ten more” Jasmine ordered as she tossed the paddle aside casually.

Trevor hurried to obey, shimmying his legs up the bed. Jasmine helped him into position, guiding him until his backside was in the air and his knees pressed down into the duvet. His limp cock and scrotum hung below, free for the twisted Domme to do whatever she pleased with them. Trevor quivered with his face pressed into the bed as he dreaded what she’d do next.

Jasmine examined his bottom, running one hand all over his balls before seizing his half limp cock and stroking it up and down. She masturbated him until it grew to a full erection. He was responding to her sexual aggression in spite of the bondage and his own fears. Trevor’s body was betraying him.

“Damn! A nice ass and an impressive cock! Seven inches, I think? You’d have no trouble finding a girlfriend if you weren’t such a fucking asshole.”

She released his cock and reached for something else below the pillows. It was the final piece she needed before the festivities could really get into full swing.

“That’s what this weekend is all about, Trevor. You learning what life has been like for women for most of human history. You were close, about this being the ultimate girlfriend experience. It’s actually the ultimate boyfriend experience, and you’re mine for the next four days! I’m going to train you into a proper submissive boy toy.”

As she spoke, Trevor felt Jasmine guide something past the tip of his penis and ease it up the full length of his shaft. Once at the base of his cock, she pulled the straps tight, sealing it to his pelvis. He felt something small, but weighty, pulled up into the back of his scrotum. Two short, cool metal prongs pressed into his balls.

“There! Now we can have some real fun!”

She disappeared just long enough to collect some more toys. When Jasmine returned, she grabbed hold of his body and rolled him over. Trevor lay with his bound arms behind him, staring up at the grinning temptress. Escort Bayan She wasted no time fastening gleaming, spiked metal clamps to Trevor’s nipples. As the cool metal bit into his sensitive bits, Trevor yelled into his gag. He yelped again when Jasmine tugged on the thin metal chain connecting the two clamps.

“MMMRRRGGGGGHHHHHHHHH!!!”

“Oh, stop it! You think they hurt now? Wait till we take them off. That’s when the real pain kicks in.”

As Jasmine stepped back and admired her work, Trevor noticed something that multiplied his growing anxiety. The thick leather skirt could no longer hide Jasmine’s weighty appendage. Not at the long, fat size it had grown to, feeding on Trevor’s fear and pain. With horrific clarity, he realized she wasn’t just a con artist and sadist. She was a Futanari to boot.

“Oh, whoops!” she exclaimed, following his startled gaze downward. “Guess that spoils the surprise!”

She undid her skirt, stepping out of the glossy leather and tossing it aside. Revealed in its totality was her humongous club of flesh jutting through her silky nylons. She pulled them down, freeing her cock, so Trevor could get an eyeful of her massive weapon at full mast. He stared at it in shock. Her erection was more than a foot long and at least twice his own girth. A giant pair of fleshy cantaloupes hung below it, carrying the promise of more seed than any male could ever hope to conjure.

As he gawked at the powerful Futa in horror, Jasmine unburdened herself further. Her leather top was unzipped, unlaced and cast aside, freeing her sizable breasts. They were equally impressive as her cock, jutting out enticingly and glistening with a thin sheen of sweat. The mighty woman oozed pure dominance and unrestrained eroticism. This was only magnified when she reached to the dresser and lifted a black and gold Venetian mask to her face. Jasmine tied it behind her head, completing her image as a Dominatrix in full bloom.

“Yeah, you got a nice cock, slave, but it’s nothing compared to mine” she taunted while fisting the obscene length up and down. “And you’re going to be intimately familiar with it real soon.”

Trevor shook his head adamantly as she grabbed his body and rolled him over a second time. He thought about kicking at her as she circled back to his lower half, but he knew that would just piss her off. He had no hope of escape as long as his arms were still bound. He didn’t resist when Jasmine guided his legs back into place, propping him up on his knees again.

With a snap of latex and a loud squirt of creamy lubricant, Jasmine had her right hand ready for insertion. She approached the quivering man-slut from behind, adoring his frightened groans and phlegm drenched, muffled pleas.

“Oh, relax slut! I’m not going to fuck you… yet. I wouldn’t want to break my new toy in half on the first go!”

Jasmine speared two lube-drenched fingers into his tight sphincter and began working them in and out smoothly. The young man’s asshole gripped her latex fingers like a tourniquet.

“Whew! Goddamn Trevor! Tight as a drum! It’s nice to know your anal virginity is all mine. Virgin boy pussy is the best, by far. I almost feel honored!”

After a dozen slick insertions and withdrawals, she added another finger. Jasmine crammed three rubbery digits into his silky pucker, her fingers sinking in slowly as his starfish expanded with her demands.

“MMMMPPPGGHHHHH!!! NNNRRRGGHHHHHHHH!!!”

“Uh huh. You say that now, but I bet it’s gonna start to feel good real soon.”

The feisty Femdom stroked her fingers downward with each sloppy removal. The abundant lube smeared all over her latex fingers and his silky walls. Trevor’s increasingly pliable back passage created sticky thwacking sounds as she plowed her hand deeper in his ass with each thrust.

“You know, there’s one thing I wasn’t lying about. I do think you’re hot, Trevor. You have so much potential! You’ll be even hotter as my gimp cock sucker and back-door bottom bitch! I and the other counselors are going to make full use of you this weekend. We’re going to have so much fun!”

As she increased the pace of her finger fucking, her slick digits strummed over Trevor’s prostate. The brutal stretching pain began to give way to something warm and oddly pleasant. His form went slack against the bed as he he felt all control flee his body and his eyes rolled upward.

“Now, let’s see if you were a good boy and followed Mistress Jasmine’s instructions.”

Trevor’s cock grew hard; betraying him a second time under the malevolent woman’s ministrations. His pre-cum leaked on the bed as he felt all five of the woman’s fingers sink into his stretched asshole. He moaned nonstop as she pumped her arm into his portal of soft, gripping flesh and gummy lubricant. Trevor was on the brink of losing his mind as she filled him to bursting. Jasmine fisted him nonstop, his protests turning to moans in spite of himself.

“Yeah! Take it, bitch! TAKE MY FIST UP YOUR SLUTTY ASS!”

*SMACK*

The open palm of Jasmine’s free hand cracked off his left ass cheek. In the moment of impact, Trevor’s cock shuddered and spit a thick wad of creamy white jizzum all over the bedding. His balls clenched and rope after rope of stringy nut ejected onto the duvet. His balls emptied, three weeks worth of celibacy blasting all over the silky covers as Jasmine fisted him to a finish.

“Wooooo! Look at that!”

She withdrew her hand from his slimy insides with a wet slurch. Trevor’s ravaged hole shriveled back to something like its normal size as silky ooze slid from the opening. Jasmine brought her lube-slick palm down heavily and gave his right ass cheek the same harsh treatment.

*SMACK*

“Not only did you just come like a fire hose from getting fisted, but it looks like you followed my orders. I’d say we’re off to a fine start!”

The thick latex snapped as Jasmine pulled off her fisting glove and tossed it aside. She sauntered to the other side of the bed, her cock bobbing in front of her and putting her excitement on full display. Jasmine grabbed a fistful of Trevor’s hair, pulling his face up from the bed and demanding his attention.

“I should make you lick up that mess, but I don’t want to take off that gag. Not just yet.”

Trevor grunted pitifully around the sloppy rubber ball. His eyes pleaded with her for mercy.

“What’s the matter, slut? Not having fun? You don’t look like you’re enjoying the training.”

Trevor shook his head weakly.

Jasmine’s gaze grew cold and annoyed. “Pfffft! I was hoping for more enthusiasm than this. Do you want to leave?”

He was almost afraid to be truthful, but Trevor nodded yes and murmured an affirmative into his gag.

The slighted woman rolled her eyes. “Fine, if you’re going to be a wuss about it…” She retrieved the key to his handcuffs from the dresser with angry, hurried steps. Jasmine reached down and unlocked the metal restraints. Trevor grimaced in relief as his hands stretched free of their stress position.

The big woman stepped back and pointed to the door. “Go, if that’s what you want.”

The young man backed off the bed as quickly as he could. He kept his front facing Jasmine, worried that this was some kind of trick. Trevor reached behind his head and traced the web of buckles and straps that kept the gag fixed in his mouth.

“You won’t be able to take that off without help, and I’m certainly not going to give it to you” Jasmine spat while placing one hand on her hip. “Get moving before I change my mind.”

Trevor took off at a run before even fully turning around. He almost crashed into the corner of the door frame before righting himself and scampering into the hall.

He’d only made it halfway down the corridor when Jasmine lifted the small remote and pressed its main button, marked with a lightning bolt.

“MMMMMMRRRRRRGGGGLLLLLLMMMMM!!!!”

Electricity surged through Trevor’s nutsack, delivering a jolt of incredible, debilitating pain he hadn’t known was possible in the human body. He stumbled and hit the ground like a sack of potatoes, wailing into his gag as the device continued to deliver his punishment. He shuddered on the floor until the cutoff of ten seconds expired.

Jasmine strode into the hall, her heels clicking against the hardwood. The cackling Futa Goddess was naked aside from her mask and thigh-high boots. She pocketed the remote, swinging a leash and a new pair of restraints in her right hand as she approached her fallen pet.

Trevor was dazed and still groaning in pain. Fatigue weighed down his body, the effects lingering long after the considerable shock stopped channeling through his balls. He floundered on the floor, muttering in disbelief around his phlegm drenched ball gag.

“I’m disappointed in you, Trevor” the haughty Futa reprimanded him. Jasmine reached down and grabbed his left hand. She wrapped the first leather cuff around his wrist and buckled it securely as she continued speaking. “Really, after the wonderful orgasm I just gave you! I put your pleasure before mine and you run at the first opportunity! Unbelievable. Just leave me at the altar why don’t you?”

She snapped up his other wrist and buckled the second leather cuff around it. This cuff had a built in metal fastener while the other had a strong metal D-ring attached. She guided them together and snapped the restraints in place, locking his hands close together in front of him. Not satisfied, she reached down and gave the chain connecting his nipple clamps a firm tug. As he yelped in fresh pain, she swatted him across the face.

*SLAP*

“I guess I need to spell out how this relationship works.”

Jasmine grabbed the short metal link between his two cuffs and headed for the living room. She pulled him by his arms, dragging the gagged, sputtering slave across the floor behind her. Trevor grunted as his body squeaked along the ground, his naked flesh scuffing against the lacquered wood.

The living room was furnished with several long, plush leather sofas. When they’d reach the end of the closest one, Jasmine came to a stop. She reached under Trevor’s right arm and tugged upward, grabbing his side with her other hand. Her curves were as soft as they were strong, pressing on him as she demanded his compliance.

“C’mon! Get up! It’s been long enough. You should be able to stand, by now.”

Trevor grunted and coughed into the hot, syrupy ball; flailing until he was standing upright again. His restraints clinked, denying him as he tried to pull his hands more than a few inches apart. As soon as he was steady, Jasmine grabbed his hair with one hand and took his chin in the other. Her death stare made it clear that he was to listen carefully or he would suffer more punishments.

“For the next three days and nights, I will do whatever the fuck I please with you. If you want this to be a good learning experience and not an endlessly miserable one, you will put forth your best effort to please ME. Is that clear?”

Trevor nodded vigorously. He’d learned his lesson, alright. He didn’t ever want to feel that awful jolt through his nethers again. Nor did he wish to learn what else this fiercely strong and eminently devious woman was capable of. As if reading his mind, Jasmine chose to lend him some idea.

“Good, because if you’re an obedient slave and I see that you’ve learned the lessons of the weekend, I’m going to let you go home and give your love life another shot. If not, you’ll be staying here a while. Extra training until our group gets tired of you. If you still haven’t learned your place by then, you’ll be handed over to the local mafia. They’ll have fun with you for a while. Probably start you on hormones. Then, when you’re pretty enough, they’ll smuggle you to some nightclub in Mexico, or maybe a brothel in Brazil. You can imagine where it goes from there.”

Trevor’s wide eyes and total silence told her all she needed to know. She had his full attention, now.

Jasmine clipped the leash to one of the many O-rings on Trevor’s collar. She grabbed him and pushed him over the side of the sofa. His upper half smacked down into the thick leather cushions. Trevor’s bound hands sprawled out ahead of him as his face mashed into the glossy brown.

“So be a good fuck-boy and do what you’re told!”

Jasmine waited for him to mutter a response, but nothing came. She realized she hadn’t technically asked him a question. The fired-up Domina didn’t just want his attention. Jasmine wanted his full, unfettered acquiescence, compliance and submission.

“DO YOU UNDERSTAND, SLAVE?!?”

“YEFF MIFFREFF!!!”

*SMACK*

She scalded his buttocks with another firm spank.

“That’s more like it.”

Now that they’d reached an understanding, she could take a more relaxed approach. Jasmine lowered down on her haunches, her hands groping and kneading his firm, round ass. She spread his cheeks and inspected him as her face grew closer. Trevor’s pucker had shrunk back to its normal size and only a little residual lube was still leaking out.

She wiped it away with her fingers before zeroing in with her mouth and lapping at his most sensitive spot. She loved the feeling of her tongue on a bound slave’s brown-eye. Not only did it feel wonderful, it was just one more way to control them.

Jasmine was a big believer in positive reinforcement. It was a powerful tool for sexually reprogramming guys like Trevor. Show them who’s boss and then kill them with kindness. Give them something to feel conflicted about before stripping their soul bare and bending Bayan Escort them to your will.

“Mmmmm…” Jasmine moaned as she tongued and lapped away at his ass. “Virgin no longer, but still so tasty.”

Her mighty thighs and calves flexed. She tossed her hair around her head and murmured pleasurably in between long licks. Jasmine had no trouble holding the crouched position for as long as she wanted. She feasted away on his boy pussy at leisure. Her strong hands kneaded his ass cheeks as she kept his bottom split open with ease.

Despite the horrible circumstances Trevor found himself in, he began mumbling in incoherent bliss. Spittle ran from his sopping, rubber-stuffed mouth as his new owner and Mistress put him at ease. To feel such horrible pain and then such wonderful pleasure in so short a space of time was the ultimate contrast. He couldn’t help but wonder if Jasmine was a member of the Cenobites from Hellraiser.

The amazon’s excitement surged as she listened to her incoherent captive. Jasmine’s cock grew even more rigid, her thick length hardening to fleshy steel. Her tip ran with abundant pre-cum, pooling on the floor in a mass which resembled a typical man’s entire ejaculation.

When she could suffer the anticipation no longer, Jasmine rose. She drew closer to her bent-over slut boy and laid her hefty cum-pipe right down his waiting crack. She worked it up and down his ass, smearing sticky pre all over his well-spanked ass as her desire built to a crescendo.

Trevor’s blissful respite faded and he quickly realized what Jasmine was about to do. He’d tacitly agreed to obey and submit, but her forthcoming violation put his body in panic mode. His feet pressed against the floor, trying desperately to push himself further down the couch as his hips wiggled side to side. He didn’t want her massive cock in his ass, especially so soon after being brutally fisted. Trevor could still feel the burning kiss of her knuckles around his blown-out rim, even after her soothing licks.

Jasmine took a firm grasp of his hips. She dug her fingers in deep, grinning as she watched him squirm.

“Mmmmmm, yes! Now we’re talking! Normally I don’t let disobedience go unpunished, but you’re about to be punished with my big cock regardless. Go ahead, Trevor. STRUGGLE! I love it! Makes me hard as a diamond drill!”

She placed her powerful thighs on the inside of his splayed legs and pushed outward. Trevor’s lower body was split open even wider, his ass presented to her like a blooming flower. The lustful Domina positioned her thick glans at his spongy backdoor. She circled her tip around it a few times, spreading her glue-like fluids all over his waiting target.

What she was about to do could injure a man permanently if he hadn’t been properly prepared. That was the point of her initial fisting, on top of it being a lot of fun. The only thing she enjoyed more than plunging her hand into a bound male’s ass was spearing him with her massive cock. Jasmine savored the moment of conquest as Trevor slobbered, groaned and tried in futility to pull his hips from her vice-like grip.

“PPPPPHHHHHMMMMMRRRRRLLLLGGGGGGGGGGGGG!!!”

Trevor’s eyes watered as she glided into his soft folds. Her impossibly thick shaft split his boy pussy wide as she sank it half way in record time. Upon reaching that point, her advance came slower; a seemingly nonstop train of fat cock inching into his velvety depths. The woman assaulting him moaned in unspeakable joy.

“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!”

Hilting in the first fuck would be risky, even for someone she’d stretched out. Jasmine would have to work up to it. Reluctantly, she backed out a ways before sinking her cock in his gripping man-cunt for a second, long advance.

“Mmmmmmmmmm!!! FUCK YES!!!!”

Trevor’s eyes watered. Fluids leaked from his face in three places; his tears and syrupy phlegm making a mess on the leather seat. His hands opened and closed in their bindings, gripping at nothing as he yelled into his gag and endured her fearsome insertion.

“Holy fuck! How are you still this tight?!?” she asked in genuine surprise. She slowly increased the pace of her thrusts, sinking three quarters of her thick cum cannon into his snug, elastic flesh. “You got an ass from heaven, baby! I might just keep you forever.”

Her fucking quickly grew wet and sloppy. Her abundant pre-cum and the leftover lube coating his insides greased the way for smooth sailing. With a delighted smile and eyes clouded by pure rapture, she reached down and picked up the leash leading to Trevor’s collar. She wound it around her right hand, pulled it taught and yanked on his neck before digging her fingers back into Trevor’s hip. Now each time she bucked into him, the thick leather strap pulled at his collar, choking him lightly with each increasingly powerful thrust.

“Oh yeah… Got myself a premium piece of boy pussy, here! Gonna have to be careful who I share you with…”

As her pleasure grew, Jasmine’s thrusts became more needy and aggressive. The well-endowed Domina demanded not only submission, but incredibly rough sex. Her fucking grew increasingly fierce until the couch itself rattled with her thrusts. Her massive penis swelled to bursting within Trevor’s gripping walls. He could actually feel it expanding as she slammed it deeper in his bowels.

“Take it all you cum dump whore!”

Jasmine gasped in bliss as she went balls deep. Her massive orbs, swinging back and forth with increasing heft, finally slammed into Trevor’s dangling sack. Her fleshy coconuts battered the shocking device strapped to his balls; smashing his scrotum against the leather upholstery of the sofa.

“I haven’t gone three weeks without cumming like some cucked bitch boy, but I did hold off for a couple days. Just for you Trevor! Gonna flood you with my sperm, you cock sleeve faggot!”

Trevor’s face was repeatedly mashed into the cushions. His aching balls were slapped relentlessly as the libidinous Domme fucked him. Trevor lay in a confused daze, unable to reconcile the pain of his stretched out asshole with the pleasurable sensations of having his prostate stroked by a hot, throbbing giga-cock. He whimpered weakly as she pounded him with vigor.

Flesh slapped against flesh and leather as she railed him into a new, more humble, creature. Wet squelching sounds slurped out continuously as Trevor was horse-piped into oblivion. Soon, none of his other senses seemed to register. His only awareness was of the massive schlong invading his rectum, pulling halfway out, and slamming deep into his squishy depths again.

“GUUUHHHH!! OHHH FUCK!!! FUUUUCCCKKKKK!!!! NNNNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!”

Jasmine plunged her cock home and left it buried in his soft, twitching pucker. Her semen flooded forth, hot glue erupting like a roiling wave and coursing through Trevor’s bowels like a torrent of creamy lava. The thick paste pushed ever farther, forcing itself into his digestive tract when there was no more ass left to fill.

“NNNGGGGHHHH!!! FUCK YESSSSSS!!!!”

Her scrotum clenched and released repeatedly. Jasmine’s body shuddered, her sack expanding and contracting as it fired weighty blasts of semen down her sperm channel into Trevor’s guts. With nowhere left to go, the access jizzum splattered from his soiled anus, raining down from the tight seal of the Futadom’s deeply jammed mega-dong.

Trevor lay in a messy heap as his insides were filled with thick, warm sludge. It didn’t seem possible that a human being could ejaculate so much and for so long, but her bursts of semen dragged on for a full minute that felt like an hour.

When her last strands of silky butter seeped into his packed bottom, Jasmine stepped back. Her column of hot, hard flesh slurped out of Trevor’s despoiled body. As soon as her glans cleared his stretched hole, a stream of cum poured from his anus. His shriveling pucker closed around it, restricting the stream to a trickle as his body attempted to retain her batter covetously. It was the final and perhaps most disgusting betrayal by his anatomy that day.

Jasmine smiled deviously as she placed her hands on her hips and admired her work. She chuckled deviously as she surveyed Trevor’s thoroughly dominated and utterly fouled body. If he felt degraded now, he had no idea how much further he had to fall. By the end of the long weekend, he would learn the meaning of true perversion. The slaves her group trained had sexual servitude inscribed in their psyche and tattooed on their very soul. It would remain their erotic ethos for the rest of their bottom bitch lives.

She stepped forward and brought her palm down on both reddened, cum-strewn ass cheeks with two wet swats.

*SMACK SMACK*

Jasmine glided her hand up his sticky, nut glazed crack, gathering as much cum as possible on her left palm. She walked around the side of the jolted sofa and crouched down beside Trevor. She pressed her hand to his gagged face and wiped pungent cream over his every feature. He would get to taste her soon, but for now, he could bathe in the feel and smell of her essence. She finished by wiping her hand in his sweaty blonde locks. Jasmine made sure every bead of sticky glaze was mopped up by his golden hair.

“Now, you truly belong to me.”

She stood and walked off to get a drink. After such exertion, even a woman like Jasmine needed a break. Trevor could lay in his filthy state until full acceptance of his new station in life took hold.

* * * * *

“C’mon! Deeper! You can take more than that!” Jasmine admonished as she pushed his head down her bulbous tower of cock.

Trevor slobbered and gagged as she forced his face down another inch of her shaft. His eyes grew watery and cracked as she used his head like a fleshlight. He couldn’t even take half of her menacing length in his mouth and throat yet, though he suspected that would change very soon.

It was day two of sexual slavery and things weren’t getting any easier. It had been a long night of naughty escapades, including an introductory course to hardcore BDSM. Jasmine had fitted him with a full, thick, latex gimp suit that covered every part of his body in restrictive, glossy black. It was adorned with anchor points to secure him wherever she wanted and zippers to access the parts of his body she made frequent use of.

Upon waking, Jasmine had demanded a morning blowjob. After failing to properly make breakfast for her and burning the french toast, he’d received a combination spanking and whipping in her stockade. Following that, she gave his face a second lengthy face fucking. She claimed that was her way of thanking the chef for his efforts, even if they were inadequate. Then, she sat on his face for a half hour before they left for their first event.

A theme was emerging. As disgusting as he felt about himself and his new duties, Trevor was silently glad she seemed to enjoy having her dick sucked more than claiming his ravaged bottom. His mouth could handle the repeated abuse more than his still-aching pucker.

After his morning tribulations, they’d gone to orientation. There, Trevor discovered he wasn’t the only man being wrapped in latex, locked in restraints and led around by a leash. The opening seminar was a one hour affair explaining the various workshops the group of crazed Futa Dommes were putting on for the next three days.

Jasmine lounged, naked, on the leather sofa and guided his mouth up and down her cock. She examined the flyer they’d handed out, studying their options for the day in between corrections to her servile gimp bitch.

“So many wonderful trainings and events. I can hardly decide!”

Trevor slurped up and down her club of wet flesh hurriedly, trying to bring Jasmine to orgasm and give himself some short reprieve. She gazed down at him, her eyes narrowing as she grew annoyed. The domineering Futa gripped his hair tightly, bringing an end to his haste.

“Slow down, slut! It’s not a race. My cock is a gourmet meal and you need to savor it! Go slower and with more tongue!”

She resumed pushing his face up and down her shaft. Jasmine guided his head leisurely as she sought to push her glans deeper past the entrance to his throat.

“I suppose we could just stay here and I could give you more personal training. You obviously need it. I’m having some of the girls over tonight. You need to suck cock better than this if you’re going to serve them properly.”

Trevor’s eyes grew mournful as his head was pumped up and down her increasingly sloppy pole. Her pre-cum was running freely now, oozing down his throat as she prepared to pop off her godlike load yet again.

“How does that sound, Trevor? A whole buffet of cock for you tonight!”

“CWWWIIIKKYYUULLK KAWAAACKKK!” he sputtered in wet bursts around her twitching length.

Jasmine giggled. “Good answer, bitch.”

Trevor was committed, now. He had no better options. He would serve Jasmine and her perverted Futa friends. The depraved group of freaky sadists posing as relationship counselors had entrapped him completely. He would perform whatever disgusting acts they demanded of him.

The reluctant submissive would serve them dutifully and hope Jasmine would let him go home when the conference was over. He didn’t know if she could be trusted to keep her word, but he had to hold on to that hope. It was the only hope he had left.

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I travel a lot for work and for personal reasons and visit a lot of different cities. On one roadtrip, I was staying in a smaller motel in a rundown part of town. What caught my eye was the restaurant next to it, but what made it even better was the ABS behind it. I checked into my room, napped for an hour or so and went down for a bite to eat before heading back to my room. I figured I would check the ABS out a bit later… probably cheaper than renting a porno on the in-room entertainment system and definitely better choices.

About 11p I walked over to the bookstore. The front was pretty small, but towards the back I could see a doorway that went to the theatre. Stopping at the checkout, I swapped $20 for some tokens and went back to the booths. The booths were down a hallway with 5 or so booths on each side and it looked like another 5 or so along the back wall. The booths had full doors that appeared to lock. A few were open but many were occupied. A screen at the front showed the videos that were playing, a standard ***********ion of straight and gay videos depending on which channel you watched.

Ducking into the first open booth, I closed the door but didn’t bother with the lock. The booth was good sized and had a padded bench to sit on and a trashcan in the corner under the screen. The screens were decent sized and had channel and volume controls above them. Looking down, I noticed the room had a hole in the wall on both sides. This could be fun. I fed a few tokens in and browsed the videos. After a bit I heard the room next to me shut off and the door open. The other room had a video going but the sound was down low so I didn’t really hear anything. Dropping a few more tokens in, I ***********ed a shemale pool party video. A lot of cock action in that. A couple of minutes later the light in the other booth came on and the sounds of grunting and moaning from the video came through the hole… it must have been a good video. A couple of minutes later, I look over and see a pair of balls up against the hole. They were dangling through the hole. Nice! Checking the floor to see if it was clean, I got down on my knees and leaned over and licked them and slowly pulled his nutsack into my mouth. He smelled clean and tasted nice. Quickly he pulled back and slid his cock through the hole. It was about 7 inches, cut, and had a slight bend to the left with a big amount of red pubic hair at the base. Checking my video to make sure I had time before having to drop more tokens, I pulled his cock into my mouth and slowly eased my way down it… pushing my nose up against the base and his scruffy pubic. Inhaling his musk, I started working on his cock. I had about 4 minutes on the video and I wanted to see if I could Escort get him to cum before they ran out. I lifted his cock up and quickly ran my tongue down the bottom of his shaft and back up… slobbering on the head of his cock and licking it for a bit before taking him back into my mouth. Bobbing up and down I quickly found a good rhythm and could feel him push to get more of his cock in my mouth. Pausing for a quick breath, I spend a few seconds just rubbing his cockhead with my lipps, licking the pee hole and the knob before engulfing him again. Looking up, just over a minute but he seemed to be in for the long haul so I pulled back and stroked his dick while dropping a couple of more tokens in the slot. I slid my mouth back over his cock and continued with a slow ride up and down while occasionally tugging on his nuts. After a bit more I heard his audio cut out and I knew I had to act fast to finish him off… so I picked up the pace and was quickly rewarded with a quick burst of cum in my mouth. I kept my mouth over his cock as the cum leaked out the side of my mouth as he burst another squirt down my throat. I leaned back, cum clinging to his cock and so I quickly licked him clean. He pulled back and after a few seconds I saw him drop something through the hole… a book of motel matches. It was the motel next door. As I was picking them up, I heard his door open and he left before I could look up and/or out my door. Opening the matchbook, I saw ‘midnight fun, Rm. 237’. Checking my watch, I saw it was 11:35 so I finished up the tokens in the booth and left. I went back to my room and took a quick shower before heading over.

As I walked up to the door I noticed the curtains were dark. Knocking on the door, I heard some sounds inside and quickly the door opened. The room was lit from the light in the vanity and by the beds, but I saw they had blankets up over the curtains to block the light. They. There were three other guys in the room, none of whom had the hair to match the cock I sucked earlier. Nodding as the guy held the door open, I walked in and he quickly closed the door. As I stood there looking around, the door opened again and here was the guy with red hair I had sucked and with him another guy.

While I had been with a guy a couple of times by now, I had never been with more than one guy at a time and there were six of us here.

He quickly walked in and introduced himself as Bruce. Around the room there was Kevin, Larry, and Nathan. The guy who came in with Bruce was Leon. Leon walks into the guys standing around and just starts pulling off his clothes. I slide up to Bruce and tell him I was the guy who just sucked him off and he leans up against me and whispers “nice blowjob”. Escort Bayan I told him I have never been with more than one guy at a time and he just shrugged. Leaning over, he said the invite said “Midnight Fun… and this will be fun” smiling at me and pulling off his shirt.

Leon was already naked, his long, black cock hanging between his legs and the other guys were quickly getting naked too. Shrugging, I kicked off my shoes and slid out of my pants and tossed them into the corner. Pulling my shirt off, I tossed it on top of them and stepped over to the bed. Looking around the guys as we stood there naked I realized I definitely had the smallest cock in the room, but from the looks that everyone was passing around, I didn’t think it would matter. I felt a hand slide across my ass and Nathan pulled me up against him. He leaned over and said that I must be the cocksucker that Bruce had texted him about. I looked down at his semi hard cock, and I nodded as I dropped to my knees in front of him. I licked the tip of his cock and slid my tongue down the shaft with some drool to lubricate. His cock bobbed up against my face as I continued to lick and lube his shaft before sliding my hand under his tight nutsack and sliding my mouth onto his cock. He placed his hands on the back of my head and slowly rocked back and forth sliding in my mouth. I could feel his cock get harder and grow in my mouth. I slowly worked as much as I could into my mouth and held him there for a minute, my tongue flicking against his shaft. With a hand locked around the base of his dick, I continued to slide my mouth up and down his dick. After a few minutes, he pulled it out of my mouth and helped me up. He leaned over and whispered, “We got a long night ahead… no need to cum in the first 5 minutes”… and he turned to look at the other action in the room. Bruce and Kevin were both on their knees in front of Leon and his large cock, taking turns at licking the shaft and taking as much as they could in their mouth. Larry was standing behind Leon, his arms wrapped around Leon’s chest tugging on his nipples and rubbing up and down… occasionally resting on the head of whoever leaned in for Leon’s dick. Nathan was now on his knees in front of Leon as well… three eager mouths for his hard cock and Leon was sharing his cock with all of them. I came up behind Larry and wrapped my arms around him pulling myself tight, my hard cock sliding between his thighs and I started stroking his dick. He turned and pulled me down onto the bed and laid down beside me, turning so his cock was next to my face and his mouth instantly found my dick. I leaned in and slid his dick into my mouth and we laid there side by side sucking each other’s cock. As Larry Bayan Escort continued to lick my cock, I could feel his fingers slide into my crack and rub against my tight hole. I moaned a bit as he continued to massage the outer surface of my hole, licking a finger and slowly sliding it in. I let out a little moan around his dick as he slid his finger in and out a couple of times. All of a sudden, Larry pulled his cock out of my mouth and rolled off of me and I felt someone grab my legs and flip me on my back and looked up as Bruce was standing at the foot of the bed holding my feet. He pulled me down to the edge and propped a couple of pillows under me that Larry handed him. I saw him slide a condom on and grab the lube from the bed and squirt some in his hand. Larry straddled my head and went back to sliding his dick in and out of my mouth with a nice casual pace. I felt Bruce slide a finger into my hole and rub it around before pulling it out and quickly replacing it with his dick. No introduction, no casual probing, just to the balls and quick long drives from the start. Damn! My ass was screaming from the abrupt entry and it took me a few moments to catch my breath and enjoy the pounding. Larry leaned back over me and now that I seemed to be enjoying the hard cock in my ass and slid his dick back into my mouth. Out of the corner of my eye I could see Leon sitting in a chair with Nathan bouncing up and down his big black cock. As Bruce continued to work my ass, Larry got up off of the bed and pulled Kevin over and laid him down next to me. Larry got down on his knees behind Kevin and started licking his ass and from the look on Kevin’s face, it felt really good.

Bruce pulled his cock out of me and rolled me over on my stomach. He pulled me up to all fours and standing on the bed, repositioned his cock and slid into me again… driving in and out with gusto. I kept moaning the entire time and could barely catch my breath from the force of Bruce pounding into my ass. He slowed his pace a bit and then I felt him stiffen as he thrust deep in me and quickly pulled out. Pulling the condom off and dropping it on the floor he came around the side of the bed and blasted my face with his hot cum. Some of it hit my cheek and some on my nose and eye as I stuck my tongue out to lick his spurting cock. Another blast down my throat and on my chin. He tasted as good this time as he did when in the theater. As I started to sit up, Kevin pulled me over and quickly licked the dripping cum from my face and stuck his tongue in my mouth looking for more. From the look on Larry’s face, he was going to get more really quick. As I laid there catching my breath I could hear Leon telling Nathan to ride his cock and Nathan responded by bouncing up and down on that big man’s dick like a pogo stick, eventually falling to his knees when Leon pushed him up and standing over him squirting hot cum all over his ass and back.

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I wasn’t sure what I was doing there. I should’ve been in my hotel room analyzing why the deal I had put together had just fallen apart.

I’m a mediator (a very good one, I might add), which means I help individuals and companies work through their differences and come to an agreement before the courts and lawyers get involved. That didn’t happen this time.

I had flown out to Silicon Valley to finalize an agreement between two tech companies. Everything was on track until one of the CEOs got cold feet and withdrew the company’s offer. Now we were back at square one.

What did that mean? I had no idea. That’s what I should have been trying to figure out. But I needed to blow off some steam, which is what brought me to this bar a few miles from my hotel.

It wasn’t anything special, but good enough for me to sip a jack-and-coke in a corner booth. I had planned for a quiet and lonely night, a few drinks, and then I’d tackle my problem tomorrow.

Then she walked in.

Wearing a simple sleeveless black dress that stopped just above her knees and cork wedge sandals, she still managed to look exotic. I think it was her almond-shaped large brown eyes, long dark eyelashes, and high prominent cheekbones. Her small mouth looked like it was constantly puckering for a kiss. Her skin was tan and her dark brown hair was tinged with a subtle purple. Adding to her allure were the piercings in her left eyebrow and tiny nose. There was a long flowery tattoo that ran up her thigh to disappear beneath her dress, and another that ran across the length of her left arm. Her calves were shapely and her thighs thick, her ass pushed up by her wedges.

She sat by herself at the bar and pulled out her phone. I watched her scan and scroll for a few moments, then she frowned, apparently annoyed at something. “Fuck…” I heard her whisper under her breath. She set the phone down in front of her, looked straight ahead, and sighed heavily.

I felt bad for her even though I had no idea what just happened. I had toyed around with the idea of approaching her before, but now she was likely in a bad mood and it probably wasn’t the time. Then again, I reasoned, she might need the pick-me-up.

I went back and forth until I decided that since I was planning on leaving soon anyway I might as well say “hi” on the way out. If she wasn’t interested, no harm done.

I stood from my seat in the booth and walked to the bar to stand next to her. I set my drink down, leaned my elbows on the bar, and turned my head to her.

“Excuse me,” I said, getting her attention. She still looked annoyed as she glanced at me. Nothing to do but follow through, though. “I’m too exhausted to be trying something like this and I’ll probably screw it up. But you are absolutely gorgeous and I’d like to sit here and buy you a drink if you’d let me.”

She sighed again and glanced down at her phone. “I guess so.” An ominous start, to be sure.

I pulled out the barstool and sat. I got the bartender’s attention and she ordered her drink. As we waited, I said, “I don’t want to come across as creepy or anything, but it looked like you just got some disappointing news.”

She shrugged her shoulders. “You could say that. I just got stood up.”

Who in their right minds would stand this beauty up? “I’m sorry,” I said, somewhat sincerely.

“It’s ok,” she answered. “It was just a tinder match.”

“Well, whoever it was is an idiot for passing up a chance to meet you.” Not my most original line, but what the hell. I was tired.

“Thanks,” she answered. “I’m Zatianna.”

“Mark,” I answered, holding out my hand to shake hers. Just then the bartender brought her martini.

“What brings you here?” she asked as she took a sip. “Picking up chicks?”

I chuckled. “No, I’m avoiding my inevitable return to the work grind. I got some bad news today too.”

“What’s that?” she asked. “What do you do?”

I explained what I did, as briefly as I could knowing my job wasn’t all that exciting, and told her about the deal that had just fallen through.

“That sucks,” she responded when I finished. “But at least it’s not over, right? You can still work out another deal.”

“Maybe,” I said. “Time will tell. What do you do?”

“I’ve done some modeling and some odd jobs. Now, I’m working my way through college.”

We chatted about those topics for a while. As we talked she started to open up, eventually sharing details about her upbringing.

“I grew up in a very conservative family,” she explained, “And I always felt so…confined. Like, I just wanted to explore and live and experience everything I could.”

I nodded. I could relate.

“So, when I left home,” she continued, “I became…a little bit of a cumslut.”

This caught me by surprise. I knew she had relaxed quite a bit since we started talking, but I didn’t expect her to be so forward. Not that I minded.

“And how is that working out for you?” I asked.

“I love it!” she exclaimed. “I feel so alive and…free. I can be who I really am now.”

“In that case, I’m really happy for you!” I said, really meaning it.

“Thanks. I’ve learned something about myself. I’m half white, half Asian,” she explained. Then she leaned in and said with a wink, “But I’m one hundred percent kinky.”

I smiled and took a sip of what was left of my drink, processing what she was telling me.

“What about you?” she asked.

“Me? Oh, well…I love being with women as much as the next guy, but most of my encounters have been pretty…vanilla.”

She snickered, “Sounds like you need to branch out a bit.”

I smirked. “I agree with you. But it takes two, ya know?”

She paused for a moment, Escort apparently thinking something over. Finally, her lips curved and her eyes narrowed. She leaned toward me and laid a hand on my forearm.

“I’ll tell you what,” she said just above a whisper. “I’m pretty good at reading people, and you seem like a good guy. Why don’t you put work off a little longer, come with me, and we’ll see what we can do about that?”

I strained to keep my mouth from dropping open. Yeah, fuck work. No way was I turning her down.

I narrowed my eyes to match her expression, leaned in, and whispered, “Lead the way.”

***

I paid for our drinks and called for an Uber. Her apartment was only about a ten-minute drive away, but our hands wouldn’t wait that long. Our driver was apparently oblivious to what was going on in the back seat. Zatianna started running her hand over my groin, making my cock instantly hard against the suit pants I wore. My fingers caressed her thigh and, ever so slowly, journeyed up her leg to tease her pussy through her panties.

We enjoyed each other’s touch for the entire drive, neither of us saying a word. By the time we reached Zatianna’s apartment, her panties were damp at the front and my pre-cum soaked the waistband of my underwear.

She lived on the first floor. When she unlocked it and we stepped in, she wasted no time. Sauntering over to the couch in her small living room, she grabbed the hem of her dress and pulled it over her head as she walked. She flung it away and I stood there, mesmerized by the bounce and jiggle of her plump asscheeks as she walked in her wedges. She spun around, sat down on the couch, and patted the seat next to her.

I shook myself out of my daze and, trying not to run, took the seat next to her. She wasn’t wearing a bra, only a burgundy thong that hugged her pussy mound. Her hips creased as she sat, and my mouth watered at her feminine thickness. Her tits weren’t huge, but they were perky and perfectly shaped. Her dark nipples demanded attention. A large flowery tattoo like the ones on her arm and leg stretched across her torso underneath her breasts, accenting them perfectly.

When I sat on the couch she stood and then straddled me, placing her knees on either side of my legs. She grabbed my face with a hand, leaned in, and our lips locked in a passionate kiss. My hands went instantly to her juicy asscheeks, which jiggled as she started to grind her crotch into the bulge pushing up through my pants.

She leaned back and unbuttoned my shirt, helping me to pull it off. She ran her fingers along my arms and chest and smiled. “I like it,” she approved.

I cupped my hand around her breasts and squeezed as my fingers pinched her nipples. “Me too,” I agreed.

She leaned in and whispered into my ear, “I’m gonna suck your cock now.”

A thrill shot through me as she dismounted me and kneeled on the carpet. I unbuckled my belt and lifted my hips to pull my pants and underwear down to my ankles. My erection sprang up and stood ready for her.

She knew what she was doing. After taking my cock in her hand and licking around the head, she wrapped her lips around my shaft and made a point of slurping loudly as her head bobbed up and down. All the while she looked up at me, eyes pleading for affirmation. I ran my fingers through her hair approvingly.

After a few minutes of this, she suctioned one last time and, with a “pop,” pulled her lips from my cock. Still stroking me with one hand, she said, “I have an idea.”

“Anything you want,” I promised.

She ran her tongue along the underside of my shaft, and then said, “I want you to use me.”

“Oh?” I responded, wondering what that meant.

“I’ll tell you what I’m going to do. I’m going to go into the bedroom and put on a blindfold. I want you to come in and do whatever you want with me.”

“You’re sure?” I said hesitantly. I was a passionate lover but inexperienced in the kinkier side of bedroom antics.

“I am,” she confirmed. “I want to try something new. And you need to open up more.” Her expression became serious as she said, “I’m trusting you to stop if I tell you to.”

“I promise I will.” Then the thought hit me and I could’ve kicked myself. “Um…I forgot to grab a condom.”

Zatianna didn’t miss a beat. Maintaining the serious look on her face, she cocked her head to the side and said, “Well, then you’ll just have to cum in one of my other holes.”

She smiled again, licked my cock one more time, and stood up. “Give me thirty seconds.”

I nodded and watched her ass wiggle and jiggle as she quickly walked back to her bedroom, leaving the door open a crack behind her. I took the opportunity to shed the rest of my clothes, counted to thirty, and followed her in.

I entered to find her sitting on the edge of her bed blindfolded and wearing nothing else except the burgundy thong, the waistband of which disappeared into the thick cleavage her hips made as she sat. Her hands were folded in her lap and her mouth hung slightly open and she inhaled and exhaled deeply. Appreciating that this was new territory for both of us, I determined to take it slow at first. But I remained committed to the promise I made: to use her as I pleased.

I walked over and stood in front of her, taking time to admire her pouty lips, her perky tits, and her juicy thighs. I reached a hand down to caress one of her tits, kneading her flesh and pinching her firm nipple. With my other, I grabbed a handful of her hair at the back of her head and, slowly but firmly, pulled back until her face tilted up toward me. “Uhhh…” she breathed.

I leaned down and ran the tip of my tongue over her lips. Her mouth opened a little wider. Accepting the invitation, I pushed my tongue inside and sucked on Escort Bayan her upper lip. She responded in kind, sucking my bottom lip into her mouth. We both embraced the sloppy wetness, passing saliva back and forth as our tongues danced around each other, exploring every corner.

Still holding her hair, I pulled away. “Stand up,” I commanded. Guiding her by her hair, I pulled her up from the bed and let go. I kneeled in front of her and ran my fingers up the front of her thighs until they reached the waistband of her underwear. I leaned in to lick her pierced belly button, the cold metal contrasting with the warmth of her navel. Then, with both hands, I pulled her thong down her legs and dropped them to the floor.

She had a beautiful pussy. Her outer lips were thick and hairless. Between them the two tiny wings of her labia spread out, revealing the glistening wetness of her arousal. Her clit poked against her protective hood above, and above that was a nicely trimmed patch of black pubic hair.

Holding onto her hips, I leaned in to put my nose right next to her pussy and inhaled deeply. The pungent sweetness of her natural lube made my cock twitch. Still holding her hips, I pushed her back until she fell back into a sitting position on the edge of the bed.

I put my hands on her knees and pushed her legs apart. Her pussy lips stuck together for a moment, finally coming apart as her legs spread. I shuffled forward on my knees and, putting a hand on her chest, pushed her back until she fell back onto her elbows.

I ran my fingers up and down her inner thighs, pleased to see that her breathing sped up just a little. Then I leaned in close to her pussy lips and lightly blew on them. She shivered.

I was ready to taste her now. Slightly spreading her lips apart with my fingers, I ran my tongue from bottom to top through her labia, the tang of her wetness exciting my senses. At the top, I flicked her clit with the tip of my tongue.

I repeated this a few times, then I used my thumb to pull back on the skin above her clit, letting it peek out from beneath its hood. I ran my tongue around it, then suctioned my lips around it as my tongue flicked across it. This made her legs tighten around me as she moaned, but I held them back with my elbows as I showered her button with affection.

Deciding to change things up a bit, I hooked my arms underneath her knees and brought them up to rest on my shoulders. This tilted her pelvis toward the ceiling, giving me access to her hole. As I rubbed the thumb of one hand along and around her clit and massaged her breast and nipple with the other, I pushed the tip of my tongue into her. At first, she tensed, blocking my advance, but with a deep exhale she relaxed and I burrowed inside her until my mouth pressed against her mound.

Her pussy tensed and relaxed around my tongue as my rubbing of her clit sped up. “Mmmm….mmmm!” she sounded with each exhale. Her thighs squeezed my head and, without any warning, I felt a warm blast of her wetness splash against my tongue. Her pussy convulsed and she groaned, “Fuuuuuuuck…”

I didn’t let up. Her hips bucked, but I held her in place, determined to get the most out of her orgasm. Even when her pussy juices filled my mouth and dribbled down my chin I kept going. I couldn’t get enough of her taste. Her writhing and squeezing around my head were the stuff of my fantasies.

As the twitching of her pussy slowed, so did I. I pulled my tongue from her and gave her lips one last lick. Then I ordered, “Lay face down.” I stood up and helped guide her into position, face down lengthwise on her bed.

Once she was there, breathing heavily and enjoying the aftershocks of her orgasm, I went to her closet. I managed to find four belts, which I thought would do the trick.

Bringing the belts back to the bed where Zatianna lay spread eagle on her front, I wrapped a belt around each of her wrists and ankles. Then, since her bed didn’t have a head or footboard, I tied the ends to the frame. I picked up the bottle of Astroglide she had sitting on her nightstand. Then I stood at the foot of the bed to admire her.

The way the mattress pushed up against her thighs and hips made them look even thicker. Her tied legs were spread, giving me a perfect view of her pussy, and her slightly-dimpled bubble butt stuck out into the air inviting me to do as I wished.

Her feet laying soles up, I ran my fingers along the bottoms of each. She shivered. I was sure it tickled. That was the point. I kneeled at the foot of the bed and bathed the bottoms of her curled toes with my tongue. She wiggled them, and as she did I caught them with my mouth one by one to suck on them.

I stood and climbed onto the bed, laying the lube down next to her. I squeezed and kissed her thighs, nibbled and licked the insides, and worked my way up like this to the crease of her ass. I opened my mouth wide and sucked on the flesh of her underbun as I squeezed the thick meat of her hips.

Having arrived at my destination, I sat up on my knees between her legs and squeezed her thick asscheeks. She cooed as I massaged her dimpled flesh, then yelped as I smacked her ass. A little harder than I had intended, but she didn’t tell me to stop.

I picked up the bottle of lube and was about to dump a glob in the crack of her ass when I had an idea. Closing and dropping the bottle back on the bed, I climbed off and sprinted to the kitchen. I opened the refrigerator and scanned the shelves on the door. “Yes!” I whispered to myself as I grabbed the bottle of chocolate syrup I found there.

I sprinted back to the bedroom and returned to my place between Zatianna’s legs. She exhaled heavily and said, “I thought you were running out on me for a second.”

“Are you kidding?” Bayan Escort I responded. “I’m just getting started.”

I opened the bottle of syrup. With one hand I pulled her cheeks apart and with the other I let a thick stream drizzle up and down the center of her crack. She inhaled sharply and flinched. “That’s cold…” she said.

“I’ll warm you up,” I promised. Closing the syrup bottle and laying it aside, I gripped each buttcheek and leaned in. Starting at her pussy, I licked my way up the center of her crack, running my tongue along the stream of chocolate and sucking it, along with her flesh, into my mouth. It was sticky and took a long time to clean up, but that’s exactly what I wanted.

When her crack was clean, I turned my attention to her asshole, where the syrup was still buried in the tiny wrinkles. I licked and sucked every bit out of her rubbery rim, then wiggled my tongue in the center. With a contented “oooooh,” she relaxed her sphincter to receive my ministrations.

Within a few moments, she was raising her hips into my face, at least as much as she could still being tied up, which let me know it was time for the next step. I turned around and released her ankles from their bonds, then turned again and whispered firmly, “On your knees.”

Her arms were still stretched out to her sides, unable to move with her wrists still belted to the bed. From between her legs, I reached an arm under her waist to help her up to a kneeling position. Her ass stuck up into the air and her face and chest smashed into the mattress. I squeezed her ass, then ran two fingers along her pussy’s inner lips. Still wet. Good.

I took the lube and dropped a large glob into her asscrack, still sticky and glistening with my saliva. I took two fingers and gently massaged the lube around the rim of her anus. Then with one finger I gently pressed on the center.

Despite my recent tongue bath, it was still resistant. But Zatianna again exhaled and gradually relaxed, her asshole giving way to my finger. When it entered up to the first knuckle she inhaled sharply through her teeth. I let my finger stay right there so she could adjust to it, then slowly pressed again, this time up to the second knuckle.

Now I slowly rocked my finger in and out. Before long I was inside her up to my third knuckle. Her hips started moving in time with my finger as she showed me she was warming up.

Deciding now was the time, I removed my finger and applied a generous amount of lube to my fully erect shaft. I settled the head against her asshole and pressed, softly at first then with greater force. Her sphincter opened and wrapped around the head of my cock more easily than I was expecting. “Fuuuuuck,” came Zatianna’s muffled voice from the mattress below.

I eased my way into her, stopping a couple of times for her to adjust. When my pelvis met her ass I started thrusting, slowly and deliberately. Every time my hips met her bubble butt she yelped, “Uh!… Uh!”

I felt her relax around my cock and the resistance decreased. Her hips started to buck in time with my thrusts and I knew she was about ready to get pounded. But, instead of doing this right away, I buried myself completely inside of her and laid my chest and stomach along her back. Sliding my hands along the mattress until I was able to wrap my hands around her tits, I put my mouth to her ear and whispered.

“You like having my cock buried in your ass?” I asked as I pinched her nipples.

“Yes…” she gasped.

“Do you want me to pull out?”

“No…”

“What do you want me to do?”

“Fuck me…”

“Fuck you where?”

“In my asshole…”

“Say it all at once.” I twisted her nipples, harder this time.

“Ahhh! I want you to fuck my asshole!” she screamed.

I sat up straight, sunk my hands into the meaty cleavage of her thighs, and fucked her.

Zatianna hadn’t been very vocal before this, but now she completely let go. “Oh fuck! Oh yes! Oh fuck!” she yelled, not caring one bit of her neighbors heard.

I grunted as I pounded away at her ass, her cheeks rippling every time my hips smacked them. I looked down to the side and saw her pretty toes curl in ecstasy. Feeling myself getting close and wanting her to enjoy a second orgasm, I leaned over her again and managed to release her right wrist from the belt.

Her hand went immediately to her pussy. She sunk two fingers in and fucked herself furiously. “Yeeeesssss!” she yelled, the wet sloppy sounds of her fingers echoing off the walls and mingling with the slapping of my thighs meeting hers.

Her asshole started to twitch violently around my cock, and she gasped, “Cumming!” That did it for me. With one last thrust, I buried myself in her up to the hilt and sprayed her insides with my cum. Her sphincter squeezed tight around me and milked my cock of all it had.

Wave after wave of shared orgasm washed over us as we gasped and panted for breath. I managed to release my grip on her hips, my fingers having been stuck there like a vice. I withdrew my half-flaccid shaft from her asshole and watched my cum dribble out of her asshole and down along her pussy lips. I crawled over to release the last belt on her wrist. Then we flopped next to each other on the bed, recovering and soaking in the remaining pleasure.

We lay there silent for a few minutes. She pulled the blindfold off and threw it across the room. Then she turned away from me to lay on her side and backed her ass up to me. I turned to wrap an arm around her and nestled my spent cock in the crevasse of her ass.

Having recovered enough to talk, Zatianna asked quietly, “When does your flight leave?”

“The day after tomorrow,” I responded between breaths.

“Mmmm…” she cooed. “When you’re ready, go to your hotel, grab your things, and bring them here. I have some plans for us.”

A tired smile spread over my face as my eyes closed. “I can’t wait to see what they are.”

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Lori and Daddy Ch. 06

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This is a continuation of the story between Lori and her family, so it will make more sense if you have read the previous chapters.

All characters are of legal age and are totally fictitious. Please leave as much or as little feedback as you want. All is welcome.

*

The weekend went very slowly for both Lori and her daddy. Lori’s mother, Beth, was off her medication which meant not only was she at home, but she was back to her old self and not having sex.

On the Saturday Lori wore a cropped halter neck and a denim mini skirt, which her mother immediately told her off for. Lori tried her best to flash her baby pink thong, but Beth kept walking in. The most action she got was when her daddy passed her in the hallway and he stroked the large portion of her breasts that were bulging out the side of her halter.

Eventually her daddy got so frustrated that he left to go and play golf. Lori couldn’t help but notice his hardon as he went out the door.

Sunday was much the same. Lori decided to wear just a vest top and hipster jeans. They all went to the supermarket, Lori taking her time in the chilled section, enjoying her daddy’s frequent glances at her amazingly hard nipples, but again Beth was there the whole time and when they got home asked for help in cleaning out the garage.

That night at dinner Lori’s mother announced that she was going to take just a few more days off to fully recover.

NOOOOOOO!!!!!!! Lori’s thoughts cried out.

Monday Lori snuck out of school unable to take her frustration anymore. Her craving for her daddy’s cock had become unbearable. As she took the bus to her daddy’s office she noticed two guys staring at her. She was dressed in her school uniform. A short skirt, that Lori had rolled up a bit more, black hold-ups and a tiny black thong. The school asked for tights, but Lori hated them, she was proud of her toned thighs and loved showing them off. It was quite a hot day and Lori had decided not to wear a bra, and her dark nipples showed through the thin material of her white school shirt.

She toyed with the two guys on the bus, opening her legs more and more, undoing another button on her shirt, winking and smiling to them all the way to her daddy’s office.

When she got there Lori went to wait in her daddy’s office as he was in a meeting. She could feel herself getting wet with excitement Escort and anticipation. It wasn’t long before her daddy came back. As he entered his jaw hit the floor.

“Hello daddy”

“Fucking hell, you look amazing!” he gasped.

Lori was sat on his desk, legs crossed and her shirt undone. It still covered her breasts, but her deep cleavage and cute belly button were still on show. He stepped up to his sexy daughter with his arms outstretched. Lori raised one leg and stopped him with her foot on his chest, flashing him her thong. Lori could see from the lust in his eyes that he was very turned on by what he saw.

“Strip!” Lori ordered.

“But…”

“Lock the door and strip daddy, or you don’t get this” saying this, Lori pulled her shirt aside revealing one large firm breast and stroked her thong with her other hand.

Not wasting any more time he turned and locked the door then stripped down in front of her. Lori let out a little gasp as he dropped his boxers. He had shaved everything off and her daddy’s cock now looked even bigger hanging there.

Lori stood up and went over to him, and as she stroked her daddy’s cock to its full length he opened up her shirt and fondled her full breasts

“You like that daddy?” Lori asked noticing the huge devilish grin on his face.

“Oh yes baby” he replied bending down taking one of his daughter’s hard nipples into his warm wet mouth. He then proceeded to kiss them all over and up to Lori’s neck. She let out a moan of pleasure as he dropped her shirt to the floor and kissed his way back down her young firm body.

When his lips reached the hem of Lori’s skirt he turned her around and bent her over his table. Lori’s short skirt rode up revealing half her cute round ass showing the tiniest amount of her thing. Lori heard her daddy let out a murmur of appreciation of the sight before him as he slowly started rubbing her pussy through her thong. Feeling herself getting wetter she opened her legs more allowing him to stroke more. She felt him pull her thing to the side and then the pressure of the head of his cock against her soaked pussy lips.

“No! Not yet!” Lori said turning around and sitting on her daddy’s desk once again. “Eat me!”

Her daddy readily agreed and got onto his knees bringing his daughter’s pussy in line with his face. He went straight Escort Bayan sucking on her already wet lips and clit causing Lori to moan out loud with pleasure. Then licking up and down slowly he eased his tongue deep into his little girl’s tight wet hole.

Lori was shaking wildly with pleasure as her daddy swirled his tongue around her sweet pussy then sucking her clit again he eased a finger inside her and stroked her G-Spot. Lori couldn’t take anymore after that and came with a scream, flooding her daddy’s face with her juices. He lapped them all up happily and slipped his finger out sucking that clean too.

Lori jumped up, her breasts bobbing, squeezed him tightly and kissed him long and hard on the lips. Straight away she felt her daddy’s tongue pressing into her mouth and she let it, massaging it with her own.

“Fuck me daddy”

“Oh how I’ve waited for this baby” he laid her back on his desk, her feet on the edge, her knees bent and spread wide ready for him. Lori’s daddy aimed his cock up to her bald pussy and slowly eased it in. Lori screwed up her face; it felt like she was getting split in two.

“Slowly daddy, you’re soo big!” Lori gasped. It took her a minute to get used to the size then he eased in more.

“Fuck you’re so tight baby, it feels so good!” Lori’s daddy groaned when he finally had his large cock buried up to his balls.

“Oh shit that feels unbelievable daddy! Fuck me daddy, please fuck your little girl.” Talking dirty turned her daddy on even more and Lori swore she felt his cock grow even more inside her as he started stroking it in and out.

Lori was in heaven as her daddy fucked her, his strokes getting harder and harder. Sometimes he would thrust half of his huge cock in and out while playing with her clit and then he would change the pace by slowly pulling his cock almost all the way out before thrusting the whole length back in again.

Lori was screaming, tweaking her hard nipples as she came hard around her daddy’s thrusting dick. Her juices covering his cock and her thighs her daddy started fucking his baby girl harder, grunting with each thrust. He was like an animal and Lori was loving every second, she had waited so long to fuck her daddy and now she was it was better than she had ever imagined it to be.

With a loud groan she felt him stuff her pussy full of his Bayan Escort cock then release his pent up lust. He pumped his load deep into his daughter’s tight pussy and it started leaking out almost immediately. Pulling out he emptied his balls over Lori’s pussy and legs.

The feeling of her daddy’s cum on and in her pussy caused Lori to orgasm again with a happy squeal. Her daddy pulled away and she got up and sucked his long hard cock clean.

“Fuck that was good daddy” Lori gasped.

“Oh baby, you’re so sexy, but what if any body finds out?” he asked the reality of what they had done slowly sinking in.

“They won’t, now get on the table, I’m not done yet”

Shaking off the feeling of guilt quite easily he lay on his table on his back. Lori got up and straddled his waist and leaned forward to kiss him. Her daddy started playing with her breasts, squeezing and sucking them as Lori gyrated her still soaked pussy against his soft cock. It wasn’t long before she could feel him getting hard again.

As soon as he was Lori raised herself up just enough to aim her daddy’s cock to her tight hole once again and lowered herself down, burying it inside her. Not wasting anytime Lori started practically jumping up and down on her daddy’s cock as he squeezed her bobbing breasts and pinched her sensitive nipples.

After a few minutes her daddy pulled her off him, bent her over his table and started fucking her from behind.

“Oh shit yeah daddy that feels soo good!”

“Baby I’ve waited so long to fuck your sweet pussy, I never want to stop!”

As he fucked her harder and harder Lori’s daddy reached round her slim waist and rubbed her clit in time with each thrust. Lori couldn’t hold on any longer and screamed louder than ever as she came again, squeezing her daddy’s thick cock as she did so bringing on his second orgasm. He filled her up again with his hot thick cum, but again Lori’s pussy was too small to take it and he pulled out finishing off by covering his daughters back with his incestuous seed.

Panting Lori turned around and cleaned off her daddy’s cock once again, sucking as much as she could into her hot wet mouth.

“Shit, I’ve got another meeting” he groaned as he checked his clock.

“Crap, I’ve got to get home or mummy will ask questions.” Lori replied getting dressed. Her shirt turned see through as the sweat and cum all over her body soaked the thin material. Leaving her daddy her cum soaked thong she gave him one final kiss and left. Lori had the biggest grin on her face so happy that she had finally fucked her daddy and looking forward to the next time.

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Lonely Hearts Ch. 02

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As Lisa stood there tenderly wiping all the come off my shaft and balls, I remembered what she’d told me much earlier when I had first agreed to move in. She indeed wasn’t mom…nor was she my wife. Hell, even Kathy never did what she was now doing to me. She was in fact my sister. And what she was doing now, was indeed something my sister would do. Something she had always done, taken care of me in her own unique way. Though this was something that was certainly unique, cleaning up her brother’s cock after he’d just finished wanking it off in front of her. Though admittedly, the fact that her tits were still hanging out wasn’t exactly sisterly.

“Thank you again John,” she said sounding more like a sister as she once more planted another kiss on my forehead. Thinking back on that, it was rare that I ever remember kissing her on the lips at all. Usually always on the cheek, or if on the lips…it was always one of those really quick “smooch” kisses. But if Lisa was to kiss me first, it was usually always on the forehead. The thing was, as she did that…leaned forward, her breasts literally came into direct contact with my face. I remember kissing one, though to be honest, I don’t remember which one. The fact she didn’t react to my doing that either way was curiously interesting as well. And I was even a bit shocked at myself for having done so. It was almost automatic for me. It was just there, and I sweetly, softly and quickly had kissed it. Not even on the nipple, just somewhere on the breast as she stood back once more, and then retreated back up the stairs carrying the cum-coated washcloth she’d brought down with her after telling me goodnight.

“Night sis,” I responded in kind, sitting there still feeling the tingle of my thoroughly washed dick. What had happened between us still seemed surreal. In all the years we had known one another, even after all the semi-frank intimate discussions we had had together through the years, including on occasion discussions we’d had and shared about various sexual problems in our respective marriages. Never once…had I sat back and entertained sexual thoughts regarding my sister. And I would have been willing to bet, Lisa hadn’t entertained any of me either. And now…less than ten minutes ago, we’d both been sitting here watching one another masturbate. Would it be something we’d both come to regret? Have guilty thoughts about for letting it happen? Would what happened eventually ruin what we’d only recently managed to bring together. The closeness of a relationship we’d once shared.

I soon after went upstairs to bed myself, walking past my sister’s closed bedroom door. The lights were off as evidenced by the darkness coming from beneath the door. I stopped briefly, considering whether to knock on her door or not, and then thought better of it, walking down the hallway towards my room.

I didn’t get a hell of a lot of sleep that night.

**

I had eventually dozed off yes, but it was a very restless sleep. Waking the moment I heard her bedroom door open and then close, followed by footsteps heading down the hall towards the stairs. I sat up in bed, too wired…unable to sleep any more.

“Might as well face the music,” I told myself. Now that time had passed between us, I had a pretty good idea that if there was a problem now, I’d see it almost immediately in my sister’s reaction and attitude. She’d always been that way. You could tell a storm was brewing long before she ever told you why, or what was troubling her. I swore her blue eyes turned gray just before the shit ever hit the fan.

I was curious as to what color they’d be this morning.

It was rare that I ever had to go into work on a Saturday. Open only until 2:00 anyway, usually my shop foremen could handle whatever situations might arise. Only if they couldn’t did they ever call me. After taking my morning piss, I threw on a clean pair of boxers, but then slipped into an old bathrobe of mine. I didn’t want to give the mistaken impression that I was anxious to go anywhere by getting dressed. But I also didn’t want to make any other assumptions either, especially showing up downstairs in the kitchen wearing only my boxers. Slipping on the new pair of slippers Lisa had purchased for me, I headed down stairs to check out the color of her eyes, and see if there was any hint of what might be going on inside her head. I could already smell the coffee brewing by the time I entered the kitchen area. Lisa had already taken down two mugs out of the cupboard and was just then placing them on the table when I entered.

“Thought I heard you. Coffee should be ready in just a couple of minutes,” she said smiling. She was wearing the same “comfortable” looking tee she had had on last night, though she had changed her panties. These were a light blue. But…that was all she was wearing. Once again those same hard nipples of hers were clearly defined beneath the material of her tee. It was difficult not staring at them as Escort she walked back over with the pot, pouring us each a cup. “Sleep well?” She now asked, though continuing before I could respond to that. “I sure as hell did,” she grinned. “But then again I always do after having a really nice orgasm,” she freely said.

I noticed her eyes. I swear they were bluer than I had ever seen them.

She sat sipping her coffee looking at me. “You don’t have to go into work today do you?” She asked.

“Ah…no. Not unless somebody calls me,” I informed her. “Why? You need me to do something?” I asked wondering if there was some chore she had asked me about, and that I had perhaps forgotten to do or something.

“Yeah, there is something I would like you to do…or rather let me do,” she said stoically, looking serious.

I sipped my own coffee now, looking at her. “And… that is?”

“I want to watch you come again. Only this time, I’d like to see it a lot closer up, and maybe even…do it myself.”

My sister was full of all kinds of surprises. “Gees Lisa,” I stammered not sure of what I should be saying to that. “I mean…shit, last night…”

“What about last night? You having misgivings about it?” She asked only now looking worried.

“Well no, I mean…not really no. I just think that maybe last night was, you know…one of those spur of the moments.”

“More like a sperm of the moment,” she quipped once again trying to lighten up the suddenly tense situation. Though it worked, as it usually did. Her often crass manner, never failed to get a chuckle out of me.

“It was that wasn’t it?” I answered her back chuckling just a bit. “But you know what I’m trying to say here Lisa,” I said getting a bit serious again. “It was admittedly hot watching you…but Jesus sis…I am after all…”

“Yeah, my brother. I know. But think of it in these terms,” she said standing up to grab the coffee pot in order to pour us both another coffee. Before doing that however, I sat there watching her as she reached the counter, then reaching down, and in one swift yank, she pulled the tee shirt she was wearing up and over her head. Only then turning around, coffee pot in hand, with her tits hanging out. “You finally get to see these just about any time that you like, and for no other reason but they’re there. And I don’t mind at all you’re seeing them…or even touching them, or…”she winked. “Kissing them some more if you want to.”

“So…she had realized that,” I thought to myself.

“Think of it in this way John,” she now continued. “We’re not really doing anything. Nothing more than what we both wanted to see or do when we were younger, though neither one of us would ever admit it back then. So…here we are, we’re older and wiser now. But more importantly John, we’re living together. And we’re bound to run into certain intimate situations from time to time. And…we’re both normal functional human beings with desires and urges just like everyone else. So, now we have the opportunity to more or less explore those old feelings, and do so with complete honesty and understanding towards one another. Hell, I’ll be the first to admit it John. I’m curious about you. I enjoyed seeing you, watching you. And I want to see more of that. I’m not saying let’s run upstairs and fuck John. All I’m saying is, I wouldn’t mind doing what we did last night from time to time. Sort of keep the edge off, and keep my sanity so to speak. You know what I mean?”

“I think it’s already too late for that.”

She glared at me, and then laughed. She knew I was teasing her. “You might be right. I think I’ve already lost my mind, or going insane…or eventually would have, had I not gotten a refresher course in what it’s like to see a man’s nice hard cock again. Like yours was,” she said. “Like it’s hopefully getting now,” she paused once more looking at me. Me…looking at her luscious, freely exposed tits.

“It is.”

“Well then? You’re probably going to be jerking it off again soon here anyway, so you just might as well let me watch you when you do. Or…let me do it for you,” she added hopefully.

“That’s it? That’s as far as it goes then right?” I asked having already given myself into this…to her, to what I now knew we’d probably be doing from time to time. The thought of which suddenly seemed perfectly normal, perfectly acceptable, and more than all right. “As long as we didn’t take it much beyond that,” I found myself telling myself, wondering if I believed it even as I considered the words.

“That goes for me too you know,” she then added. “So if you want to touch me a little, you can. Or kiss my tits again,” she grinned. “Or even suck them some…I like, and miss feeling that.”

I missed it too, and told her so.

“Would you like to suck one of them now?” She asked.

I couldn’t believe she was actually asking me this as I sat there nodding my head yes. She grinned from ear to Escort Bayan ear, slid her chair over next to mine, and cupped one of her large breasts offering it to me. “Be my guest,” she said pleasurably. Trembling, I reached over taking it in my own hands, and then gingerly bent over and began nursing it.

**

As I sat there sucking on my sister’s tits, there was a bit of a surprise for both of us. Suddenly I could taste this sweetness, and realized I was actually sucking mother’s milk from her breast. I sat up looking at her in surprise, squeezed her breast again, specifically her nipple, and saw several bubbles of milk appear around her extended gland. Lisa giggled almost embarrassedly.

“It never really went away,” she informed me. “Since I tend to play with them so much, whenever I’m masturbating, it keeps them stimulated, and keeps producing milk. Hope you don’t mind…Jack…Jack, loved it,” she said obviously choked up a little as she said that.

I’d never tasted it myself. But found it intriguing, interesting, manipulating her nipples once again, this time with enough force that she actually sprayed a little, making her laugh. “Wow!” I exclaimed, once more leaning over to recapture her tit in my mouth, sucking her milk as she placed her hand on the back of my head, pressing me against her.

“Hard to express in words how that feels,” she said softly. “You…sucking my breast. The sensation of that, drawing the milk out through my nipple. It’s like there’s a direct line from that, all the way down to my…my cunt!” She said using the more vulgar term, but I knew in her using that, saying that…she was alerting me to just how aroused she was becoming. “Or more specifically, my clit!” She then added to that. “God that feels good John, really good. Sometimes…I could even have or experience a mini orgasm just from having my tits played with and manipulated like this,” she moaned softly still holding my head against her breast, almost feeding it to me as she held it within her own hand now as well.

I was hard as a fucking rock, which her hand soon discovered as she dropped it down into my lap, easily locating my stiff phallus, fondling and squeezing it as a nice fat dollop of lubrication flowed from the tip. I felt my sister’s fingers spreading it about the head, teasing me, pleasuring me in ways I had long forgotten.

“Fuck sis….fuck!” Was all I could say.

“I know,” she whispered back saying nothing more, though pushing me away then as she suddenly stood up. “Come on John…I need a shower, and so do you,” she said slyly.

“Shower? Together?” I asked incredulously as she now took my hand in hers, pulling me up out of my seat.

“Sure…why not? We both need one, at least I do.”

“I’ve ah…I’ve ah…never done that.”

Now it was my sister’s turn to look at me in stunned surprise. “You’re kidding me right? You and Kathy never once took a shower together?”

“Don’t laugh Lisa. But no…we didn’t. There’s a lot you don’t know. Don’t get me wrong here, I loved her very much. But our sex-life was far less than perfect. About the only time we ever did do anything was during the week just before her period. And then if I was lucky, we’d maybe have sex two or three times that week. It was almost automatic with her, like clockwork. It got to the point where I got pretty good at guessing when her period was coming, and started anticipating that it was almost “sex-week” as I came to call it. Though even that was again like I said, less than what I had always wanted or hoped for. Most of the time she’d let me know she was in the ‘mood’ by standing at the foot of the stairs in one of the few somewhat sexy negligee’s she actually owned. After seeing her, she’d head back upstairs to the bedroom. By the time I got there, she was in bed, with the lights off. I rarely saw her actually naked, only a handful of times really in all the years we were married did she consent to ‘day-light’ sex. And even then, she was usually wearing something. So seeing her totally naked was usually by accident.”

We had reached her bedroom as she led me inside towards her own private bathroom. Far larger than my own, with both a tub and a shower. The shower itself big enough to accommodate four people as she leaned in turning the water on, adjusting the temperature.

“I’m sorry. I had no idea John,” she said after listening to me. “I always thought you and Kathy had as intimate and passionate of a relationship as Jack and I did. Even the few times we spent together, Kathy didn’t seem shy about openly discussing things with me, so I just assumed that she was a little bit like me in that regard.”

“She was good at fooling people. Including me sis,” I told her as she stepped into the shower, me following. “I sort of stretched the truth a little about the cucumber thing. She didn’t actually do that for me…I actually caught her using it.” Lisa laughed at that, already beginning to soap Bayan Escort me up, though purposely refraining from washing my now somewhat flaccid cock as I stood there beneath the spray.

“Ok, explain that one to me,” she asked.

“Well, the plain and simple truth is this. Something that always did frustrate and confuse me Lisa. It wasn’t like she was exactly frigid or anything. Aside from the time we only really did it was during sex-week, I know for a fact she masturbated a lot. I actually caught her doing it a number of times, though she vehemently denied it even then. Even when it was almost too obvious to do so, even then she still did. But there was one time when things were really slow at work. My own car needed some minor work done, so I had decided to keep the crew busy at least, not just standing around, and had them work on my car. Slow as it was, I then decided to take the afternoon off, caught a bus and went home. Obviously not expecting me, I came in the back way. I knew that it was pretty close to her ‘time’, so I was sort of in hopes of surprising her, enticing her perhaps into having one of our rare daytime romps. Well, she surprised me actually. I found her, sitting there in the living room, watching the TV, masturbating. Though at first, I didn’t know she actually was. I mean picture this sis. There she was, wearing one of the few business skirts and blouses she owns, complete with having the matching jacket on. Only her feet are propped up against the edge of the coffee table. Her blouse is mostly undone, her large breasts fully exposed, which was my first clue that something didn’t look right. Though that’s when I noticed the subtle movement of her hand down between her legs, and knew she was playing with herself…masturbating. But the really weird part of all this was, she was watching a fucking soap opera Lisa! Not even porn, not some sexy or racy movie even…a fucking Soap opera! Anyway, it was about then I saw her remove what I now discovered was a cucumber. Like I said, I’d tried a number of times to suggest sex-toys, by way of trying to spice up our sex-life a little. She said that she didn’t want to get “hooked” on something like that. And that she preferred the real thing anyway. And yet…here she was, sitting on the couch in her business attire, fucking herself with a giant-sized cucumber, watching a Soap opera. I mean, I know I’m not hung, or anything like that. But if she could only really get off with monsters like that inside her, no wonder…”

I noticed then there was actually a tear in my sister’s eye as her hand finally found me, though holding me gently, not even really stroking me yet, just fondling my cock delicately. “Like I said John, I’m sorry. I had no idea. And it’s not like you’re puny in that regard either,” she said now stroking my dick a bit more forcefully, enticing me once more. “Trust me, I know. Jack wasn’t even quite as big as you are, and he was more than adequate in that department, and certainly knew how to use it in satisfying me. So if Kathy thought of you as being less than enough for her, that was her problem. But I can assure you, she never went outside your marriage looking for something else either. I would have known that, sensed that if she had.”

“Oh, I don’t doubt that for a minute sis. I know she never cheated on me, though I almost wish that she had in a way. Her secret masturbation episodes, especially when I confronted her with them after catching her, drove me nuts. Her denying that she did, when it would have been more arousing and exciting for me to hear her actually admit that she did, or had instead. But then seeing her…seeing her like that, obviously off in some sort of weird twisted fantasy, well…it was almost too much for me.”

“Well, everyone has fantasies John. I certainly do too. And I daresay, that some of mine could be considered weird or twisted as you say, even more so than Kathy’s was. But yes…I do agree with you on the other hand, the fact she denied having them or more importantly at least sharing them with you, does seem a little strange. I mean…well, Jack and I enjoyed some pretty sick or twisted pillow talk from time to time. And I’ll be honest with you John, you know how much Jack liked you, considered you more a friend than his brother-in-law.”

“Yeah, I know…felt the same way about him too,” I told her. Lisa nodded her head, though continuing.

“A few times…when we were sort of role-playing or fantasizing there in bed while making love, he’d on occasion ask me about threesomes with another man or woman. We’d discussed it several times, though up until then, we’d never actually pursued that or done anything. And then finally he came right out and asked me if there was any one person that I was willing to admit to as being sexually attracted to, or interested in. There was…so I told him.”

“Who?” I asked curiously.

“You,” she said leaning into me now, resting her head against my chest, still lovingly holding my rapidly hardening cock within her hands. The feel of her firm full breasts now mashed against my chest as we stood there beneath the water together.

“Me?” I asked incredulously. “You told Jack that?” I now asked stunned upon hearing this.

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Chapter 4 – Sunday

The alarm sounded off at the appointed time of 4:20AM. I sat up on the side of the bed and rousted the girls. The thoughts of a few hours were still fresh in my mind as I kissed each of them on the forehead. “Wake up sleepy-heads, time to rise and shine.” The girls sat up slowly, yawning big and rubbing their eyes. I flipped the bedside lamp on. Kim squinted and said, too early for that and way too bright. I just laughed. “Come on times a wasting. You had better dress in layers. It is going to be about 58 at launch time at ground level, so plan on low 50s to high 40s aloft. Up and at’em you two, T-minus 28 and counting.”

I went down into the kitchen and started the coffee. While it was brewing, I went to brush my teeth then to dress. I put on a pair of zip off convertible pants, polo, crew shocks and sneaks. I had several jackets of varying weights in the truck. Even though it was summer, I had used them just two weeks earlier shooting the NHL conference finals.

I returned to the kitchen and poured two cups of coffee. Kim was already dressed and had gotten a glass of orange juice. Kim had donned a pair of shorts and a t-shirt. She also had a hoodie and sweatpants folded on the kitchen peninsula. I turned and called, “Jane, are you about ready?” I looked at the clock it was 4:40. “I have your coffee ready; it’s in your insulated tumbler on the bar. Kim and I are going to the truck. Be sure and lock the door on the way out.”

Kim and I stepped out into the cool morning air, I checked to make sure I had the camera cards and my netbook. I put them in the cab and opened the door for Kim. As we waited on Jane, I had a talk with her. “Kim, I am so proud of the progress you have made this weekend. You have far exceeded my wildest expectations. But today I am imposing a no sex for you policy.” She looked questioningly at me. “You have done nothing wrong my little pet. I just think that your poor pussy could use a rest. That and I need to spend a little alone time with Jane. Do you understand Punkin?”

“Yes Sir, I do, I do understand. I know that I am not the alpha female and never will nor do I wish to be. I know that Aunt Jane and you love me and that you two do need someone on one time. I will make myself scarce this evening.”

“Thank you for understanding, Kim you are wise beyond your years.” I kissed her forehead. “You will get your turn latter this week.”

Her eyes brightened as she did her best big smile ala the 😀 emoticon. “I can hardly wait.”

Jane was coming out the door and caught the very tail end of Kim’s last statement. “Wait for what?”

Kim ever the quick thinker answered, “Breakfast, Aunt Jane. I am famished.”

I helped Jane into the truck without acknowledging her question hoping she would be satisfied with Kim’s answer. “Jane would you please dump the memory cards from last night? I will back everything up from the weekend while we are waiting on our food.” I entered the truck and we set out for Pigeon Forge.

We rolled into town and I checked the time. 5:15, we had 45 minutes before we had to meet the balloon crew. I pulled into a steakhouse that had a buffet breakfast. It was just what the doctor ordered, something fast and filling. The launch site was just another 5 minutes away. I slipped the netbook and remote drive into my photo jacket pockets and we all went in to eat. Great we beat the rush. We each took a tray and plate and ordered our beverages.

I pulled out my wallet and Kim said, “I got this, you have paid for everything so far.”

I politely declined her offer reminding her, “Remember the invitation was all expenses paid. You keep you money for souvenirs.” Jane went ahead to find a table while Kim and I fussed over the ticket.

Kim leaned in and whispered into my ear, I can’t have the souvenir that I want.” I looked at her questioningly. She leaned in again, “Your baby.” I almost hit the floor as my knees went weak. My cock throbbed and I prayed that it did not swell. I paid the bill and we went to find Jane.

I got the netbook and remote drive out and started the backup before I went to get my food. By the time I had everything up and running the girls had returned. Jane had opted for something light, a bowl of fruit, yogurt and a bagel. Kim had hit the omelet station then added smoked sausage and hash browns. I went to fill my plate. I, “Mr. Predictable,” had my three scrambled well, bacon, home fries and wheat toast.

We ate quietly and soon Kim and I made second trips while Jane watched the equipment. Kim returned with a bowl of cereal and I with a couple of country ham biscuits. We finished out meal and I reminded the girls to go to the restroom unless they did not mind using a bucket in front of a stranger.

I gave them a few minutes while I finished my coffee and packed up the CPU and drive. I was turning the corner as they came out of the restroom and we headed of the truck. The sky was quickly brightening. We pulled out and headed off to meet Escort our balloon crew.

We arrived five minutes early. The crew was starting to roll out the balloon. We checked in and signed the safety wavier. We had a quick safety briefing; soon they were inflating the envelope with the big fan. I grabbed a camera and flash for a few shots as the girls pitched in helping to spread the balloon on the ground. I asked about mounting a video camera and they asked to see my rig before they agreed. I handed Jane my camera.

I went to the truck, and returned with my Canon XA-10 cam and a mounting arm with motorized X/Y gimbal. The whole outfit weight less than 10 pounds. The mounting clamp used bolts and wing nuts in a padded clamp. The gimbal’s pan functions were operated via a wireless remote. I also grabbed a safety cable and carabiner. They liked my set up and told me to wait until the balloon was up over the basket before mounting it.

They asked the girls to help with the final inflation. They had them go inside the envelope and help check for fouled lines. When they finished that task, the pilot let Kim fire the burner and help stand the balloon up. I got some nice video of that and Jane was taking photos of everything.

The crew brought a stepladder over and put it in the gondola. I climbed up and attached the video camera being sure the safety cable was secure. I hopped down and set the ladder out. The girls joined the pilot and me in the gondola.

It was a mere minute later we were airborne. After three minutes, all you could hear was the burner and the wind. When we reached an altitude of 2000 feet, the pilot broke out the Mimosas and Krispy Kremes. We all took turns shooting pics. I took note of who shot which frames. The pilot turned out to be the owner of the company. He was very interested in how the video was going to turn out. I told him if I was happy with the results, I would be happy to discuss doing some consulting and training with his company on how to produce in-flight videos as an added value up-charge. Kim was not very sure of herself when we took off, but the pilot let her have a go at the burners. Kim just loved that. Flights generally last about an hour, but due to a wind shift, our ride lasted almost two.

We crossed a few smaller ridgelines and went through the Pearl Valley before landing near Cosby. We took turns taking photos of the other two helping to pack up the balloon and loading it onto the trailer of one of the chase vehicles. The ride back to the starting point of our journey took about 45 minutes. I dumped the video and camera cards into my netbook. I had stowed a backpack in one of the chase vehicles before we launched.

When we arrived back at the parking area, I transferred the equipment to the truck. I got a couple of my business cards to give the owner. I told him I would do a rough edit to give him an idea of what would be reasonable for a product to sell to his clients.

We got into the truck and reminded the girls that shopping was on the agenda if that is what they wanted to do. Although I doubted the stores would be open yet as it was just 11AM. I suggested that we go back to the cabin and take a nap. They readily agreed, still feeling the lack of sleep from the last two nights.

When we got back to the cabin, Jane unlocked the cabin and I grabbed my netbook and laptop so I could work on the video and photos later in the afternoon. Jane and Kim made us some banana sandwiches for lunch. While eating I dumped the cameras into my laptop and backed them up. When the girls finished eating, we adjourned to the master bedroom and made up the bed. We took turns striping each other, then the girls got into the bed as I turned the blinds and pulled the drapes. I turned the ceiling fan on low and joined my two angels. Jane set the alarm for 2PM, which would leave five hours until the show started tonight. The girls snuggled up close and soon we were off in dreamland.

The alarm beeped loudly as we began to stir. I crawled out and the girls just hunkered down. I shook my head and laughed. I went and used the restroom, then faced my face. When I returned the girls had not stirred. I call them one time saying, “If you want to go shopping get up, if not I will get you up at 4:30 to get ready for tonight’s activities, supper and a show.”

Jane opted for more rest. Kim slid out and said, “Give me ten minutes.”

I went into the living room and started look at the video from this morning. Kim was ready well before her ten minute quote. We locked the house up and went to the truck. I went around to the passenger side and opened the door for Kim. She stepped into the doorway, turned and faced me. She reached out, put her arms around my neck, and leaned in. I took her chin in between my thumb and forefinger, tilted her head up and softly kissed her. It was one of those no tongue, tender, soul stirring kisses. I looked at Kim; her eyes were closed but moving like she was in REM sleep. I popped Escort Bayan her bottom teasingly and said, “Behave my naughty little girl.”

“Yes Sir,” she sighed. She slid into her seat and I closed her door.

“Where are we going to go shopping?”

“Well I have a couple of places that I want to go. “Is there any place special that you want to go, Punkin?” I asked.

“No, not really, I did my major shopping when I want with Aunt Jane on out shopping spree.”

“What did you buy?” I asked.

“I am not supposed to tell you, Sir”. Aunt Jane said it was a secret.”

“What secret,” I laughed. “You two went to an adult store. I know because Jane never had a strapon before.” Kim blushed. “Judging from your reaction I must be right. I will not ask what you bought. But that is one of my stops and you will be accompanying me inside.”

“Yes Sir, and what is the other store?” Kim asked.

“I am not sure that they are opened today. It is the shop where I bought your tag and the whip charms. Other than that I don’t really care where we go.”

Soon we pulled into Gatlinburg and I parked in the small parking lot by the arcade mall. I collected Kim and we set off for the second floor. As we topped the stairs, I saw the door to the shop that we were headed to was propped open.

As we stepped into the shop, the butchy dyke behind the counter recognized me and welcomed me back. “Nice to see you again so soon, and who is this cute young lady with you?” The clerk, Sam, was in her early 20’s. She was close to six feet tall and had her black hair shorn into a crew cut. She looked more like a linebacker than a woman.

“Sam this is Kim, the one I bought the medallion for. She has never been in a shop like this before.”

“Well if I can help just give me a shout,” Sam said.

Sam was devouring my Punkin with her eyes. I steered Kim around the shop showing her the different things they offered. Paddles, floggers, single tail, bull and cat-o-nine tails whips graced one wall. A case along the far end of the shop held piercing jewelry and studs of varying sizes. In the case going back toward the register there were nipple clamps of all types. Collars, leads and cuffs also were in this case. I asked Sam to see several styles of clamps and for her opinion on each. She pulled out three styles, the basic adjustable, ball bearing and clover clamps.

Sam asked if we had used clamps before because clover clamps are not for novices. The ball bearing ones looked like sprung bobby pins with rubber tips. A small metal ball on the threaded shaft provided the tension adjustment. The basic adjustable clamps were really just alligator clamps with a setscrew to control the tightness.

I saw another style and I asked Sam to remove them from the case. This set was adjustable but with rubber tips and they had barrel adjusters and a chain connecting them. I looked at Kim and she just blushed. I told Sam to get me two sets of the barrel ones also add two clit clamps.

Sam got my order together and rang it up. I handed Kim the bag as I paid for our items. Sam handed me the change and said, “Don’t have too much fun, you two.”

Kim giggled and shot back, “Two? Sam did you forget what was on my medallion?” We turned and exited the store. Kim started giggling as we descended the stairs.

I playfully popped her on the ass. “You are so bad. Sam wanted you, you naughty girl.”

“Well that’s just too bad for her, I got all that I will ever want or need in my Master and Mistress,” said Kim.

We got into the truck and I turned to her. “Kim we need to have a talk. Are you falling in love?”

“Sir the only expectations I have are that Aunt Jane and you will teach me what I need to know to be the best woman I can be. To be a good submissive, which I freely chose to be. I have no illusions of taking you away from Aunt Jane. I would never attempt that. If at some point in the future, the two of you were to decide to ask me to join your family unit. I would have to give that strong deliberation, Sir.”

“I do know that I do want to have a baby someday. Who is my Master is of no consequence, as long as that Master loves me and our child, Sir.”

I pulled her lips to mine and tenderly kissed her. “Tomorrow night, I will come to you and we will make love, just us two. Tonight is Jane’s night and tomorrow is yours, my sweet Kim.”

“Yes Sir, I look forward to that, a night of tender love making verses the hard fucking that I have come to crave.” Kim sat back in her seat and buckled up.

I fired the truck up and off we went to the next stop, the toy store. I pulled into Mickey’s drive thru and ordered a couple of small cheeseburgers and a cola; Kim ordered a small chicken nugget and iced tea. We ate quietly as we made our way to The Play Pen.

When we arrived, I told Kim to come on. We went inside and of course, she was carded. I told Kim, “I want you to pick out a vibrator for yourself, something substantial. Bayan Escort I am going to pick a couple things up for tonight.” I picked up a basket and headed to the far side of the store leaving Kim to start her search.

I picked up two bottles of lube. I added two packages of chain weights to my basket. I found some suspender hose and picked up a pair of white and a pair of black. My final selections were a nipple pump and pussy pump. The nipple pump came with O rings that slipped over the cylinder and rolled off after pumping the nipple up. I was wagering that it would also work as a clit pump.

I went to see how Kim was coming along. She was totally lost and too shy to ask one of the female attendants for help. I showed her the different types and explained the pros and cons of each. I finally suggested that we get her a vibrating dildo that measured 7.5″ x 1.5″ and their large size rabbit vibe.

“Sir that cost too much, I don’t need both. I know that you want me to have them both but I don’t need them both. You have spent too much on me this week as it is.”

I just ignored Kim and put both of them in my basket. I handed her the keys to the truck and sent her to get the air conditioning on. I went to the register and paid for the purchases. I asked for two bags and placed Kim’s vibes, a bottle of lube and the white suspender hose into her bag. The remainder when into Jane’s bag. I returned to the truck and handed Kim her bag.

“Sir you shouldn’t have done all of this for me,” Kim said demurely.

“Kim if you did not deserve these things, believe me you would not be getting them from me. You earned everything in that bag Kim. By your actions the weekend, willingness to learn, obedience, taking the initiative at the proper moment; you took a really big step into womanhood. You bore the small pain of losing your cherries well.”

“Thank you Sir.”

“You cared for your aunt when coming out of subspace. You showed an innate sense of sensuality. Kim, you are well on your way to becoming a fine submissive and a loving woman.” I took her hand and brought it to my lips. I softly kissed it and told her, “You should be proud of yourself. You are a beautiful, sexy young woman. If someone can’t see that in you, that is their loss.”

“Do you need anything before we go back to the cabin,” I asked.

“Batteries?” asked Kim.

“I have a ton of batteries sweetie.” I cranked the truck and headed back to the cabin. Soon we were pulling up in front of the cabin. Jane was setting in a rocking chair on the front porch sipping on a glass of iced tea.

“Did you two buy everything in town,” chuckled Jane.

“No dear, we left a few packs of crackers and some chocolate milk for you,” I said sticking out my tongue. “Keep that sassy attitude up and you won’t get your presents.”

I checked my watch. The time was 4:38. The show I picked out was a Don Williams concert. “Okay girls we all need to be ready by 6:00 so we can make the show by 8.”

Kim and I went inside and stowed our packages. Afterward, I went out to talk to Jane. I took her hand, “Walk with me.”

We started to walk down the driveway. Jane asked, “What’s wrong Jack, and don’t say nothing.”

I sighed heavily and said, “I am concerned about Kim. I fear that we moved to fast with her. I am getting the feeling that she is falling in love with me. I talked to her about this while we were out. She said she loves us, but is not in love. I asked her if she had a crush. She said she really did not know due to her inexperience. At times she sounds like she would move in with us if we asked her to and would be happy just being our sub. Then at times I feel if we agreed and asked her to be our sister-wife like that family on television; she would say yes without a moment’s hesitation. I don’t want to hurt her, or you. I told her that you were now and would always be my number one priority. She also told me that she would consider entering our family unit if we asked her. That it would take some serious deliberation before answering on her part.”

“Jack, stop and look at me.” She turned to me and wrapped her arms around me. “I am so in love with you. I love Kim, am I in love with her, no. But if you would want to pursue a relationship with Kim as a sister-wife, I would approve. I see how she looks at you. She does not know it but she is in love with you Jack.”

“Glad to know I was not losing my mind.”

“My darling husband and Master, I love you so much. You have showed Kim so much and opened her mind to a new way of thinking. A new way of seeing herself in the world. If and when you feel comfortable I give you my permission, Sir, to invite Kim into our family as a sister wife.” She kissed me hard.

“Are you sure Jane, please be 100% sure? It would destroy us if this went awry for some reason. I must also tell you that she wants to have a baby at some point. She also said that. If the father is her current Master or a different Master that is of no consequence, as long as that Master loves her and her child.”

“Jack, I am sure. The only time I have been more sure of anything else was when I pledged my love, body and soul to you as your submissive.” I hugged Jane tightly as tears flowed from my eyes.

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This is a true story, my name is real but i have changed the names of others involded to protect them.

My name is Sara am a natural blonde and yes i have blue eyes am about 5;10 and a size 10 with 32b breasts, i wasn’t always a slut, before i went to uni i was a good girl, i had a few boyfriends but nothing different to everyone else.

Oringally am from a small town in wales but when i went to uni it was my first time in the big city world and i discovered a whole new world. i was 18 when this happened.

I was over at my friends place becky watching a movie and drinking wine with one of my friends and her boyfriend. we were all watching it in the dark when two of her housemates came in. I didnt get a good look at them but one was white he was jack and the other was an indian guy Harish, the sat down on the sofa with me and we had a great night.

me and my friend left and on my way home i got a call from an unknown number. it was jack, he started telling me how hot i was, how much he wanted me, how he was rubbing himself thinking of me.

now at this point i must tell you that i hadnt had sex in 3months and when he started talkin to me like this I got hotter and hotter untill i stopped and told him i was coming back for his cock i was that horny.

I got alway the way to their front door when i looked around checkin no one was looking and slipped off my knickers and put them in my bag, they were damp already. I knocked on the door and tryed to lean against the wall with my leg up, ( you know like in those bursa escort movies were the guy opens the door and the really hot girl is leaning sexly up against the wall) it didnt work i just looked stupid, but when the door opened i saw jack for the first time.

he was tall with short brown hair little rounded but nothing to much and a tent in his pants were his cock was hard. I looked at it, smiled and walked in with out saying a word. he lead me to a room and sat on the bed, i stood over him and lifted my top, he started kissing my breasts, taking my nipple in his mouth and sucking on it, gentle biting it. i unzipped my skirt and let it fall down releaving my strip of hair leading to the dripping honeypot.

we worked his pants down and his cock sprung free, I hungryly took it and start to kiss it and lick it, working my tounge around the tip of his cock. teasing his cock till a little bit of cum slipped out then rapping my lips around the tip i started sucking it up and down,

harder and deeper i went, sucking on it like it was the last lollypop in the world, i reached down and started rubbing my clit, my juices were already starting to drip down my thigh, when……

Harish stood behind me his indian cock hard and pointing at me, i was sooo fucking horny for cock at this point i didnt stopped sucking not even for a second, Harish has been watching us wanted a peice of this cock hungry slut , he pushed into my pussy with such force my head went forward and since i was already sucking jack so deep their bursa escort bayan was nowere else for it to go but into my thoat! i paniced a little but jack was loving it so much he grabbed my head and held in down, all i could feel and hear was the sound of cock slamming into my pussy, everytime he withdrew my pussy felt empty then it was rammed home and it felt soooo fucking good.

everytime jack lifted my head i breathed as much as i could before he slammed down my thoat again, he was going faster and the cock behind me was going faster that i just couldnt cope. my whole body started shaking and my head when all dizzy the feeling of my whole body being pleasured in a way never felt before.

when my senses calmed down and i remebered were i was i felt hot cum being fired into my pussy from harish, i wasnt on the pill and knew i was going to be in trouble if i didnt take care of it but i decieded to worry about that in the morning.

Harish pulled out and i felt juices flow out and down my thighs. jack pulled his cock out my thoat and i saw how much spit and jucies covered his cock and hairy balls. he walked around and took one look at my used pussy dripping cum and laughed. “not going their” he said as i felt his hand scoop up some juices and rubbed it against my bumhole.

now its not my first time with bumfun but every other time guys have asked, jack never asked he just lubbed up my hole and started to push against it with his cock. I started to cry a little as his meat invaded my little tight bumhole, escort bursa i remeber gripping the bedsheets in pain and pleasure and his meat pushed its way in. he was loving how tight it was when i noticed Harish just sitting on the floor naked, watching us, i saw how his indian cock glisen with jucies,

i called him over i take his soft meat into my mouth, the jucies taste sooooo fucking good i lap around his cock sucking all the jucies off all the way down to the balls, doing this relaxes me enough for jack to push deeper in, pushing harder and faster slamming into me.

being pounded up the ass and sucking some juicy balls i reach down to my clit, all these pleasure is enough that when i touch my clit my body shakes again!!, i scream out for the first time in my life ive orgasmed twice in one session!! what a world of pleasure ive been missing out on.all this quivering is enough to push jack over the edge and he pushes his cock as deep as he can and shoots his load deep in my butt.

i collapse on the bed, trying to get my breath back, cum dripping out my used holes. But this wasnt good enough for harish who wanted to go to bed i stood up quickly pulled my skirt and top on and got lead outside and the door shut behind me.

i take the knickers out my bag and use them to clean my legs up but by the time ive walked half way home more cum has dripped out.

next day am in uni, everyone seems to be whispering when i walk by. i see a friends laughing at me, i ask them whats so funny. turns out the lads told everyone in uni about it.

you would think that was a bad thing but it turns i became more popular and got invited to all the parties from then on.

who said being a slut is a bad thing!!

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Zombie Holocaust 4

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I know the last story ended with the idea of the planning taking place in this chapter, but this seemed like a good idea that I wanted to put in here. I like the idea that I put in this story, but it certainly isn’t for those of you who want a quick story to jerk off to, this is a story that I am writing to try and improve what skills I have in the English language, and to give pleasure to those who enjoy a story as much as the sex.
-Stratjunkie

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After the late night with my lover, I awoke to her screaming. Two of the men I came in with had decided they wanted her for herself. They had grabbed her and lifted her up, and this was the point they were at when I bounced up, fast and angry.

“Let her the fuck go assholes!” I roared as I leveled my pistol at the closest mans head. My voice dropped and the timbre cut through the air, “She is mine, and you will respect that, or the walls will be re-painted blood red.”

I think that between the look in my eyes and the sound and conviction in my voice, it was enough to prove to them that I was dead set serious, and I would have no problem with wiping their black souls off the face of this God-forsaken planet.

“Whoa, relax brother” said Gunther. He was a real piece of work, having been known, before we got over to the mall, for jerking off from the roof of our compound onto the zombie crowd below. He said the chicks got him harder then hell when they shambled around with their rotting tits hanging out. The other was James, the asshole from earlier when the man had been fed alive to the zombies. He was the one I was pointed at.

“Let her go,” I ordered “Come over her with me baby.” Nicole walked over to me and stood behind me, seemingly hiding behind my broad shoulders. “Spread the word, this woman is mine, nobody else even gets to smell her without me giving them a bullet for their trouble, understand?” They nodded their agreement and left.

I turned and looked my love in the eyes. “Are you alright sweetie?” She nodded her head and kissed me on the lips. Her eyes opened and stared into mine. “Did you really mean what you said about me being yours?” I looked at her and then away, and back again. “Only if you want to be. I’ll protect you no matter what you decide, but I don’t want you to be with me only because you think its safer then trying to fend for yourself. I’ll always be here for you.”

She started crying, and jumped into my arms, squeezing me tighter to her then when she had orgasmed the night before while making love.

“I want to be yours bursa escort until the day I die. I love you, more then I thought I could ever love anyone.” I grinned at her and took her hand while walking down the hallway. “Where are we going?” She seemed a little excited. I just looked over my shoulder and smiled, and kept walking forward. When we got to the store in the mall I was looking for she appeared puzzled and looked intently at me. I walked into the store and asked which one she liked the most. After a few minutes of looking through the jewelry she pointed at one. I opened the glass, checked the size, and got on one knee.

“Nicole, I know we’ve only known each other a few days, but in this world that’s all I need to know that I love you and want to be with you forever. Will you be my queen in this zombie kingdom?” She laughed out loud with tears in her eyes and said “Yes, of course I will. I love you!” I slipped the ring onto her finger and we kissed deeply.

We slid to the floor and started to pull clothing off of each other. She licked her way down to my chest, licking my nipple and rolling it gently between her teeth. An electric shock raced down my spine, zapping me in my groin, hard. I was instantly hard. “So, I’m guessing this is for me?” She giggled and slid down my body, undoing my pants and taking my member into her hot, wet, and very willing mouth. I was in heaven, truly I was. She slid her mouth up and down my shaft, her throat massaging the head of my cock. I couldn’t help it, even though I had cum twice the night before I started to cum, quickly filling her mouth with my creamy seed. She swallowed and looked up at me with bright eyes, her hand massaging my sack gently, and then placed the head back in her mouth to suck the leftover cum out of my slowly softening penis.

I pulled her up and kissed her hard on the lips, tasting myself on them. It wasn’t disgusting, but it wasn’t great, it was just a new flavor, nothing more. I rolled her soft breast in the palm of my hand, feeling her hardening nipple press against the palm of my hand. A gentle moan escaped her lips as I firmly grasped her tight rear-end, rubbing gently in soft circles, enjoying the feeling of her soft cheek. I rolled her over onto her back and licked my way down to her breasts. Her nipples were a thing of beauty, just like the rest of her. The gentle curve of her breast was defined by the sharp point at the apex of her chest, pressing into my tongue.

While focusing my oral attention on her breasts, my hands went for a little adventure, gliding across my new fiancées body. My hand gripped her tight little rump, while my thumb bursa escort bayan landed in the crevice. Anyone who’s spent any time down in the area Im writing about knows the area Im talking about. That magic spot where the butt cheeks merge into the thighs, and the groin meets with the entire group, forming one of the most exquisite and soft skin on a womans body.

I gently pressed in and slipped inside of my loves tight love hole with my thumb, hearing a loud moan from my oral and hand ministrations. She started to shake gently and I eased off, letting the feelings die off a little bit. When she relaxed a bit I went back to work, building her up again. This went on 5 or 6 times before she was soaking wet and begging me to let her cum. I pulled my thumb out of her and headed down for a bit of oral attention to my girl. I cradled her ass in my hands and pulled her into my waiting mouth, licking and sucking on her wet, juicy, delicious pussy. After only a few long seconds she was gushing into my mouth, soaking my beard with her cum.

I was yanked up to her face, and she dove in, licking and kissing me all over my face. She jammed herself onto me, sinking onto the hilt in one huge, solid thrust. I gasped at the sudden heat that was wrapped around my cock, feeling the wetness creep down my hanging ball sack. This was almost too much. I could feel myself already getting close, and she wasn’t slowing down. I grabbed her around the waist and rolled her over. I put her knees around my neck and started long, steady, hard strokes into her tight hole.

“Uhh, deeper, please baby, slide it in deeper!” She begged as I slide in deeper and deeper. I rolled her over, gripping her ass cheeks and plowing as hard as I could into her cunt. She dropped her face into the ground and pressed her tits hard into the tile floor. In this position her ass was presented high and open, so I slid my thumb into her sweet little asshole. She gasped and came hard, orgasming and once again soaking my balls in her delicious juices.

“Please baby, please put it in my ass”

Who am I to deny such a kind and loving request I thought with a jack sure grin. I slipped out of her perfectly formed pussy and pressed my cock head into her ass. She groaned in appreciation of the banging she was about to receive. I gently wedged the head into her, waited a second, and then slammed it all home in one go. She screamed in exquisite agony and came for 30 seconds straight. After that every thrust I made sent her over another edge, into another shaking orgasm.

I finally felt the feeling right behind my balls. “Im gonna cum babe, where do you want escort bursa it?”. She ground her ass into me harder and faster, looking over her shoulder. “Right where you are, I want to feel it right where you are. Fill my ass up with your love stud, fill it up all the way.” I couldn’t take it anymore and tipped over the edge, shooting a huge, huge, huge load into her willing and waiting asshole. “Oh Fuck!” I moaned, ramming it up as far as I could, holding onto her hips and pulling her into me as hard as possible. Jizz shot out from around my penis, having already filled up her sexy little anus.

“Oh yea baby, fill it all the way up. Come on, give me more of your cum, I want it all!”

With that she spun around and sucked on my cock hard, sucking the last of my cum out of my penis.

After enjoying the glow that comes from a good fuck for a few minutes, I leaned over her and whispered in her ear with a smile, “So I did good?” She laughed and told me I did great. “I meant with the proposal.” She looked deeply into my eyes, “I know what you meant, and yes, you did.”
She kissed me deeply and we got dressed to plan our escape.

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We went up onto the roof to think, thinking we would be alone. We thought wrong. There were two of the men that were in my group, Gary and James, the same man from earlier. One of the men from her group was between them; tied up and being fucked hard by the two men I came over with. His ass was bleeding and he looked unconscious and very pale. Blood was running down his legs. She was disgusted, and turned away. I kept staring. They had both just started to cum, and the man started gagging around Garys cock. With the cum pouring down his throat Gary laughed and groaned, choking the poor bastard with his cum. When they were finished Gary reached around the mans body and cut off his balls, sending him screaming over the edge of the building into the horde of zombies. He picked up the sack and tossed it over the edge. I pulled out my gun, too late I’m ashamed to say.

“Step to the edge of the building you motherfuckers!” I ordered

They looked startled and were about to put up a fight until they say the pistol in my hands. They both stepped sideways to the edge, looking down nervously into the crowd and then at me. I didn’t even waste words. Two fast shots later they were both falling backwards screaming in fear. Thats right, I left them alive. The two shots I had loosed slammed into their knees, shattering the knee caps. Thus, they were alive to scream into the moaning sea of the Undead. After consoling my love, we began to plan an escape for ourselves and the people we knew were trapped in the mall with the maniacs.

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Knowing that I was closing tonight my workmate Kelly was dropping plenty of hints that she wanted to play when we shut.
Kelly was a ‘plain-Jane’ kind of girl with long mousey hair and glasses but her librarian look disguised a girl with a massive sexual appetite! She would often Bluetooth pics and vids of her masturbating or getting fucked by her fiancé to my phone and I admit she has also given me a mind-blowing blow job in the past!
I remember thinking she was a dirty little fucker the first time she sucked my dick whilst she squeezed my balls with one hand and fingered my arse with the other! Causing me to cum in a shamefully quick time.
Alone in the office I scooted up behind her pressing the lump in the front of my trousers against her lovely little bubble-bum.
“It’s been a long time hasn’t it babe! Wanna fuck me when we shut?” She groaned as I ran my hands under her top slowly as I gently kissed her neck and ear.
“I badly want to fuck you now Kell!” I whispered as I slid one hand down the front of her trousers.
“Your gonna have to convince me” she giggled naughtily as I then got on my knees and pressed my face against sexy arse.
I could smell her hot arse and pussy through her trousers as she began to slowly grind her sweet crack against my face.
“Gonna lick my tight little bum-hole later sweetie?” Kelly whispered
“Anything you want honey! Just to slide my cock inside you!” I panted excitedly.

As soon as we closed we frantically rushed to the office where she stood on the desk and pulled down her trousers revealing her pale beautiful cheeks before bending over to reveal her dark tight pucker with her glistening pussy underneath.
I began kissing the top of her hot naturally fragrant crack working my way slowly down to her arsehole before lightly flicking my tongue around it.
Kelly began to whimper as she started to play with her pussy as I kissed and licked her anus lovingly.
“Get that cock out babe and jerk it slowly for me” Requested Kelly as without stopping rimming Kelly’s tasty little butt-hole I unzipped my trousers and pulled out my throbbing dick.
As I slowly stroked my cock I could feel my pre-cum dribble down my hand as Kelly turned round and began to lick and suck the sticky juice that had leaked from my excited dick.
“I love the taste of your sweet salty cum baby! Give me more” whispered Kelly
I stopped stroking my dick as she took control! Rubbing her mouth and nose up and down my cock before sucking my balls into her beautiful hot mouth causing my cock to jerk and dribble a copious amount of hot watery sperm which Kelly released my nuts from her hot mouth to lick up.
As she pulled off her trousers and shoes I sat in a chair before she quickly sat on my lap facing me whilst sliding her burning hot juicy pussy on my dick.
I pulled her top off and undone her bra to reveal her cute little tits which although were small had massive areola that I love to suck hard on.
I went to put my finger up her arsehole only to discover she already was fingering her own cute pucker.
“I love getting my arse played with whilst I fuck” she giggled as she then took her fingers and put them in her mouth sucking them hard before placing her lips to mine as we kissed deep and passionately.
“Your bursa escort such a nasty girl! Come suck your pussy off my dick babe!” I gasped as she got off and began to slowly lick and suck her pussy juice off my dick and balls whilst I played with her pussy and arse.
Clearing a space on the desk kelly laid back spread her legs back against her titties.
Being unable to resist I lent forward and began to tongue her anus again, as I rimmed her again I could smell her beautiful wet pink which I buried my nose in and inhaled her natural musky scent.
“You smell so fucking sexy baby” I groaned as she grabbed my head and gently ground her perfect holes against my face.
The urge to fuck her again was overwhelming and I position myself to start fucking the beautiful Kelly once again.
As I fucked her she moved her feet to my face grinning broadly at me as I began to kiss her pink sock covered soles.
Kelly knew I had a thing for girls feet and I’d spent many a lunch time alone with her just massaging her sexy little feet as she rubbed them slowly against the bulge in my trousers.
I pulled off her socks as she pressed her naked feet against my face as I gently kissed her soles before enveloping her toes in my mouth one by one and slowly sucking them.
All of her sudden her mobile began to ring! It was her fiancé wondering where she was.
“We’re going to have to finish this another time babe! I’ve got to go” Kelly said as she began to dress her self.
I was pretty pissed as I so wanted to send her home with her pussy full of my cum but I resigned myself that I’d have to wait! But knowing Kelly it wouldn’t be too long……
The next day Kelly was at it again! Discreetly grabbing my crotch and squeezing or softly whispering nasty things to me.
Since our little after work session was cut short the previous evening Kelly wanted me to meet her round her mates flat which she’d been looking after whilst her friend was on holiday.
When we met I wanted Kelly so badly as she tried to open the front door with my hand rubbing her hot pussy and arse through her trousers.
Finally we got in and kissed frantically as she undone my trousers and freed my hard cock before stroking it slowly whilst squeezing my balls hard.
“I want to taste you babes! I want you to fill my mouth with your hot sweet cum” moaned Kelly as I kissed her neck and massaged her pussy which I could feel was getting wet through her trousers.
Kelly got on her knees and started to plant gentle kisses on the end of my dick coating her lips with my sticky pre-cum that oozed from it.
All of a sudden I felt her fingers touch my arsehole which made me jolt and yelp.
“Is that nice baby?” She purred whilst grinning broadly before taking my cock slowly into her hot mouth.
I could only nod as she slid a finger up my arse whilst sucking my now throbbing cock.
“You taste so fucking good sweetie! Keep leaking that delicious spunk for me” Kelly murmured as another thick river of pre-cum dribbled down my cock which she greedily sucked up.
“Let’s ’69’ babe! I want to taste you now!” I pleaded.
Kelly quickly stripped as I laid on the floor and stroked my hard swollen meat.
As she stood astride my face I started to kiss her ankle and knowing what I wanted she placed bursa escort bayan her sexy foot on my nose and mouth.
Her foot smelt as per usual so very sexy as I began to suck and lick the underside of her cute toes.
Getting in position Kelly squatted her self over my face as her wet pink pussy and tight anus was merely inches from my face.
Her beautiful natural scent was Strong from her hot moist sex as I flicked my tongue at her tight little arsehole making her jolt and gasp.
Kelly lowered herself down meeting her wet pussy with my mouth and pressing her tight little pucker against my nose.
As I revelled in the taste and scent of her I felt Kelly’s mouth envelope my waiting cock slowly sucking me whilst she squeezed my balls milking more pre-cum for her to suck up.
Lifting up slightly Kelly said “tongue my arsehole please babes!”
As I slowly tongued her tight little hole I slid two fingers deep inside her wet creamy pussy and began to massage her.
“Gonna give me this cock where I need it baby?” Kelly said whilst getting up off me.
She got on all fours in one of the armchairs and waved her beautiful arse at me giggling and moaning whilst doing so.
Her pussy felt so hot and wet as I pushed my hard cock inside her making her moan.
“Fuck me sweetie! Give me what I need please” she whimpered as I shafted her with slow deep strokes.
She moaned even louder when I put the tip of my index finger against her hot little bumhole and began to slowly rub around her pinkish brown rubbery ring.
I could see my cock was now streaked with her creamy pussy juice and my fucking her was now accompanied by squelching noises where she was getting so wet.
I leaned forward and began kissing her neck and gently squeezed her big swollen areolas.
“Will you Suck my dick baby? I want to see you suck your pussy off my cock” I quietly groaned in her ear.
Pulling out I walked round to her face and offered my messy dick to her mouth which she quickly enveloped in her sexy mouth and began sucking her pussy slowly off my cock whilst I continued playing with her tight arsehole.
Releasing my cock from her mouth Kelly reached up and pulled my face towards her as we kissed deeply.
“You can’t leave my bum alone can you” she giggled
Grabbing my hard throbbing meat she began to slowly stroke me
“Do you want to put this in my tight little pooper eh?” She moaned
“Yeah I want to fuck your sexy arse slow and deep baby! I want to fill your anus with my hot seed” I whispered in her ear.
Kelly stood up and went to her bag pulling out a tube of hand cream and giving it to me before leading me into the kitchen.
She sat on one of the short backless stool by the ‘breakfast bar’ and hung her cute bum off the edge.
“Squirt plenty of that on my arsehole Hun!” Kelly said as I began to squeeze copious amounts on the translucent greasy cream on her pucker.
Watching her she reached back and slowly began to massage the cream around her tight hole and slowly inserting two fingers deep into her now greasy bum whilst moaning loudly.
I squeezed even more onto the fingers she was using making her anus even more slippery before she pulled out her fingers and I placed the tip of the tube inside her arsehole and squeezed even more escort bursa inside her.
I scooted up behind Kelly as I pointed the head of my hard cock at her greasy bumhole.
“You want me to fuck your arse now baby?” I whispered as I kissed her ear.
“I want your dick up my bum baby! Give it to me deep and slow honey” she gasped in reply.
I pushed the head of my cock into her hot tight little with ease before without warning in one slow gentle thrust buried myself in her to my balls.
Kelly let our a long high pitch moan as began to slowly fuck her greasy little pooper with long slow strokes.
Even though her arse was so full of greasy lube Kelly’s anus was so tight around my hard cock as I slowly and deeply fucked her cause her to moan loud and intensely.
As I kissed her neck I whispered “is that good sexy girl?”
“It’s hurts but in a nice way” she groaned in reply
I couldn’t resist playing and squeezing her hugely swollen puffy nipples as I began to shaft her pooper gradually harder and harder.
Kelly began to fidget around whining “My cunts on fire baby I need to play with it”
Deciding to heighten the moment I grabbed her hands and held them behind her back to prevent her playing with her soaking pussy.
“You fucking bastard! Teasing and denying me pleasure whilst you sodomise my tight little arsehole” she hissed before kissing me deeply.
“I want to suck you cock Hun! I want to be naughty and taste my arsehole” she murmed with a cheeky grin.
It was so hard taking my cock out of her arse because it was so irresistible tight and hot in there.
Kelly got on her knees and planted some gentle light little kissing on my peehole before pushing her nose up against my nasty cock and inhaling deeply.
“I’m such a pervert smelling my own dirty arse on your cock baby” Kelly groaned and she continued to sniff my throbbing cock before sucking the end into her mouth as I felt my cock release another stream of pre-cum.
She then got up and kissed me deeply sharing the mix of her arsejuice and my pre-cum.
“Tastes so sexy doesn’t it babe?” She whispered as she kissed me again! Her face and breath smelling of her beautiful arse.
Wanting more anal I laid on the floor whilst Kelly faced away from me and squatted over my throbbing cock!
She slid her dripping pussy on to my cock which felt red hot and wet and slowly rode me.
I couldn’t help but rub my fingers around her greasy bumhole as she lifted up to reveal my cock streaked with her pussy cream before bending over and rubbing her nose up and down my messy shaft inhaling deeply.
Kelly again took my cock into her mouth sucking her pussy off my cock whilst I fingered her greasy pooper begging for her to sit on my cock.
Eventually she let me put my dick back in her tight hole as I watched her ride her anus slowly up and down my shaft coating it in a mix of her arsejuice and grease.
By now I was on the verge of a massive orgasm! I hadn’t cum for a while now and buggering my sexy co-worker was taking me ever closer.
“You gonna cum for me my nasty boy?” She softly moaned as I finally gave up and began pumping her arsehole full of my hot spunk.
She slowly lifted off my dick as Kelly hovered her red open pooper over the tip of my cock and squeezed out and covered it with the load I’d just pumped into it.
With a smile Kelly began licking up the gooey cum and arsejuice from my shaft before slowly sucking my messy cock clean……………

To be continued

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I was feeling risky one day so I posted on Craigslist looking for a hook-up. I posted: 22 year old 225lbs male with a smooth hole to be dominated by daddy. “I’m into dressing up in girl cloths and being dominated. I also take requests on what to wear if you have a preference. ill be waiting daddy ;)” within 30 minutes I got 2 replies. One sounded too good to be true. It read “daddy here, 39y/o white male 200lbs pretty solid, 7 inch cut cock for your pleasure. I’ll treat you like a proper bitch in heat. I want you to be wearing black lace thigh highs. A black mini skirt (panties optional), and a white or black skin tight shirt. I’ll be parked at the back of wal mart parking lot in Orangeville at 9:30pm. Don’t be late, daddy doesn’t like waiting”. I was super excited. I replied with “yes daddy, I will be there”.

so over the next hour I got dressed in everything he wanted (I actually had everything he wanted). I put on black silk panties and black elbow length silk gloves as well. I drove to the parking lot around 9:15 and waited for “daddy” to arrive While listening to music. While waiting I rubbed my dick through my soft silk panties. Wal mart was closed at this so very little cars were around. a few cars drove by but none were daddy. 9:45 rolled around and still no daddy. at this point I was so horney, but I still waited. 10:15 rolled around and still nothing. So I decided I’ll head home and masterbate or something. I tried to turn my car on and was suprise do to find it was dead. I panicked at this point because I was all dressed up like a girl in a dark parking lot. I couldn’t call anyone to come help because I was too embarrassed. I thought about walking home but it was getting cold. So I got back in my car and tried to think of another solution. about 5 minutes after getting back into my car a truck pulled up behind me. I thought daddy? But to my surprise it was a tow truck. the driver got out of his truck and headed for my car. I was super embarrassed and didn’t know what to do. He knocked on my window. I had get out of my car because my widows didn’t work. As I stepped out he realized what I was wearing and I could feel his eyes wonder all over me. When I stood straight up and looked at him Escort he realized I was a guy. He laughed and said he wasn’t expecting that. I said “my car died on me, can u give mine a boost?” He said “sure but first I want to know why your out here dressed like that.” Too embarrassed to male up an excuse I told him the truth. After telling him he laughed and said “how do you know I’m not daddy?” I told him I would have no way of knowing. he smiled, looked up and down me again and said “I’m not the daddy the daddy your looking for… But I can be”. My heart stopped for a second out of shock of what he just said. I instantly got horny again.

He told me to come sit in his truck and get warm and we can talk for a bit. So I did, I climbed into his truck which had a lot of space and we talked about every day kinda thinks for a few minutes. Then he started asking more sexual questions like what’s my fav position. after a few more minutes he must have been really horny too because he unzipped his plants and pulled out his cock. It was very nice, 8 inch long and like 3 inch around, completely shaven and cut. he started stroking it slowly and asked if I liked what I saw. I said “of course, can I touch it?” He said “you can do much more than touch it.” I smiled, scooted closer, leaned in and wrapped my hands around his shaft and began stroking his masterpiece. I stroke his cock for a few minutes and I see some pre cum on the tip of his cock. I couldn’t help myself and I leaned in and licked the head of his cock making sure to get it all. he let out a slight moan of pleasure. I continue to I stroke for a few more seconds before sliding the head of his cock in my mouth while swerlling my tongue around the head of his cock then proceeded to slide some more of his cock into my mouth. i for about 5 inches in and couldn’t take anymore. So I started to go to town of his cock, bobbing my head up and down. I could taste his pre cum every time it came out. After a few minutes I felt his hand on the back of my head. It was just there resting. Almost immediately after feeling his mind there I felt him grab a handful of my hair and force my head all the way down on his cock. I felt my lips press against the skin Escort Bayan of his pelvis and I knew at this point he was balls deep in my throat because I felt every inch force it was in my throat. With the same handful of hair he forcefully pulled my heads up and down on his 8 inch cock making me gag, he continued this punishment for several minutes. I gasped for air after he pulled my head up.

After several minutes of him force fucking my throat his pushed my head back so I was sitting up. He looked at me and told me he was going to fuck me until I begged him for his cum. He pushed my upper body toward the passenger door and proper me up on my knees. He threw my mini skirt up and proceeded to pull down my panties revealing my smooth ass to him. I heard him lick his finger and I felt it press against my boy pussy. After teasing me for a few seconds he slid his finger inside me. He worked the inside of my boy pussy for a minute then introduced another finger. While fingering my hole he asked me “is this what you wanted bitch?” I moan and say yes. he then slapped my ass a few times turning my cheeks red. Then he stopped and got out of the truck. I was wondering what he was doing. He walked around the truck while taking off his pants, opened the passenger door, told me to move over. He climbed in and reached into the glove compartment and pulled out a bottle of lube. He sneered some on his cock and told me “get onto if you want this inside you, slut!” I immediately climb onto his lap wrap my hands around his neck and could feel his cock inches away from my hole. his one hand on my ass and the other on his cock he searches for my boy pussy, rubbing it on my hole with every pass. He find my hole and presses his head against it. When I feel him press against my hole I start to lower myself until I feel the head of his cock pop inside my hole. It was painful but pleasureful so I froze. When I froze he took both hands and put them around my waist and started to push me down onto him. When it got too hard for him to push he would stop and pull out a little then continue to push until he was balls deep inside my boy pussy. It felt like he was inside my chest that’s how deep he was. Once he Bayan Escort was fully inside me he started to make me bounce on his lap, not very high or fast but enough to feel him moving around inside me. Keeping on hand on my waist he moved his other hand to the back of my head. He grabbed a handful of hair and pulled my head toward him and kissed me. He continued to kiss me on and off periodically. after a few minutes his pace quickened and he began fucking me faster with very long strokes. He would almost pull all the way out of my hole and then slam balls deep again. He continued to fuck me senseless for about an hour. Over the hour he would slow down and speed up at times. Until he was close to cumming. He pulled my hair forcing my head to the side and told me right in my ear “beg for my cum bitch! BEG FOR IT!” I screamed “please daddy, cum inside your bitch. I want to feel full of you cum. I NEED IT…. Impregnate me with your seed daddy!”. He called me a good bitch and then grabbed my waist again with both hands and moaned hard. He pushed his cock as far as it would go inside me and I could feel his cum flooding my bowels. there were what felt like 10 jets of his cum shot inside me. we sat there and looked at each other with his cock still buried inside me. He smiled and said “good bitch”. I smiled and said “thank you”. he grabbed my ass with both hands and slowly slid me up off his cock. His cum was pouring out of me. I tried to put my panties back on quickly to keep as much of his cum as possible inside me. As he sat there looking at me. He said we’re not done here. I was surprised and thought he meant a second round. But he looked down at his cock that was covered in my pussy juice and his cum mixed together. He told me to clean up the mess. So I leaned over and licked up every last drop of cum off his cock. After I was finished cleaning off his dick I gave the head of his cock a little kiss.

He jumped out of the truck and put his pants back on. I jumped out as well and we boosted my car. While boosting my car we talked. He asked me if I enjoyed myself and I replied with “oh my god yes!” He said “good. I work nights most nights, in case you were ever getting lonely. By the way here’s my number”. After giving me his number he hopped back in his truck and he drove off. I was super happy and felt so slutty but that’s a great feeling. Needless to say we’re still hooking up today.

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