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Things are going really well. The website is making $6000/month and climbing. The big money is in the private cam shows. The pervs will pay $100 just to watch Nina have a BM.

We also started doing bachelor parties. Nina was doing basic one hour topless shows for $200 plus tips and fully nude shows for $350. She would basically dance around for a while then give a really good hands on lap dance to the guest of honor. After that she would hang out for a while doing private dances. These included just about anything someone wanted to pay for. One party seemed pretty secure, being at a house so the guys all chipped in and Nina gave the groom a blow job right in front of everyone. The groom raved about it being unreal, especially with the split tongue so several other guys also bought blow jobs. The groom, we found out later was only 19 and several of his friends were under age and still in high school. Of course being young they (unknown to us) took pictures. All in all it was a successful show though.

The strip club was just starting to advertise Nina’s next appearance and the auctioning off of the right to tattoo her ass. This got me thinking of what changes we might make. It had been a while since we had been to Pete. We had some easy work for him today, just some lettering on Nina’s fingers. On her right hand starting at her pinky we had D U M B, then on her left hand starting with her index finger we had C U N T tattooed. This way when Nina faced someone and brought her hands up it read DUMB CUNT. Pete said

“Well, now it’s official Nina!” Her mind didn’t like it but her pussy was thrilled. She was running like a faucet.

We went home and I went to do some prep for an client’s upcoming court date and Nina sat down to check email and stuff for her website. Five emails into her task was an email from a guy at the last bachelor party she worked with a few pics of her giving blow jobs. He wanted her to call him. Nina brought this mess to me but I was pretty busy so I told her to deal with it. Nina grabbed her cell and dialed. The guy refused to give his name but layed it all out for Nina. The guy she was blowing was underage, they knew about her felony and she must either follow his directions for seventeen days and be with him the next three Saturdays from 8pm till 2am or the pics and information all go to the police. I told her she was basically stuck and going along with them was her best bet. She texted her agreement and thirty minutes later she got a txt telling her there was a box for her at the door to her apartment. I told her to get it but to keep it at the apartment, don’t bring any of it to my place. I also told her she might as well run the cameras for her site while she’s at it. She grabbed the box and took it in. There was a sheet of instructions, a lighter, several cartons of menthol 100 cigarettes, three butt plugs, some lube and 2 bottles of vodka. The directions said:

Nina, for the next couple weeks starting today you will smoke at least three packs of cigarettes and drink a bottle of vodka each day. I expect you to stay on cam in your apartment doing these things so I know you are complying. You will also wear a butt plug 24/7 other than when needing the rest room and will work your way up to the largest plug by Saturday. Anadolu Yakası Escort I will pick you up in front of your apartment at 8pm, a blue four door will pick you up. You may wear a short sleeved shirt, shorts and sandals. Absolutely nothing else.

Nina smoking and drinking on cam actually increased cash flow on her site. I think it was mainly guys with smoking fetishes but I’m sure the butt plugs and drunk behavior helped too.

Two days later it was Saturday and Nina was really nervous. I told her it can’t be too bad, that seemed to help. Nina finished pack number two and the vodka by 6:30 and felt good enough to take a shower although she was fairly drunk. She got her clothes on and stood outside. At exactly 8pm the car pulled up and she got in. They gave her more to drink and took her to an adult bookstore. They took videos of her taking care of several guys through two glory holes in a video booth they put her in. In total she gave three blowjobs, swallowing all of them, and two handjobs that were shot on her face. They took several pics of her smiling, cum covered face then walked her to the car without letting her clean up. After that, face still coated in cum, they had her go into a gas station and buy some food, drinks and another pack of menthol cigarettes. Then they took her back to her apartment, they told her to strip off her clothes and get on her live cam. She could not clean off the cum until she has three shots of vodka and three cigarettes. On the bright side the first Saturday was over.

Nina wasn’t a smoker and was only an occasional drinker and all the cigarettes and vodka were starting to wear on her. She still looked sexy as hell but just a little tired. She was keeping pace with her bottle a day and three packs of cigarettes. She also kept her site updated and put in plenty of time on the live cam.

Her second Saturday session was several hours away. She got a text telling her a box of stuff was just dropped off. It included several more cartons of cigarettes, four more bottles of vodka and an enema kit. A note said to take the enema, then shower right before they pick her up at 8pm.

Once again Nina was picked up promptly at eight. Just like last time, they kept her drinking but this time they watched how drunk she was and kept her as drunk as they could without her passing out or getting drunk. Once they had her like that, they took her to the bathroom and stripped her. Then they removed her butt plug and inserted a new one. The new one sealed tightly and had a fitting for a hose and a valve. A cap with a blue jewel attached over the fitting. They attached a hose and turned on comfortably warm water. They let it flow and her flat stomach began expanding. Even drunk she was really feeling it as her stomach expanded and she reached under

In an effort to support her belly. Twenty seconds later Nina looked pregnant, twenty seconds after that you could see stretch marks and her belly button sort of bulged out a little. At this point they shut off the water. They took off the hose and threaded the jewel onto the end of the plug. They then helped her into a pair of loose shorts and a maternity top. Next they set her in a chair, she looked like she was full term pregnant. Then they Kartal Escort gave her a pint of vodka and a cigarette. They took several pics of her smoking and drinking vodka. Then they handed her a crack pipe and took several more. There was no crack in it but you couldn’t tell. Next they took off the clothes and sit on the bed naked. They gave her one of those chalkboard picture frames people pose with in pictures. It said “due in three days.” She held that in one hand and smoked a cigarette in the other. They took a few pics and switched from the cigarette to the bottle of vodka, then to the crack pipe. Finally they had her on all fours and got some pics from behind. At this point they unscrewed the cap and then opened the valve, letting her empty herself into the bathtub. They got Nina dressed and dropped her back at her apartment. She made it inside and passed out. The next morning a very hung over Nina got another box. More vodka and cigarettes, a note and a new, bigger butt plug with a fox tail. The note read:

One week to go princess. For your final seven days you will wear the foxtail plug 24/7, you will continue your bottle a day of vodka and you will increase to four packs per day of menthol cigarettes. Looking forward to Saturday.

Nina was too hung over to do much more than shrug it off. After a good nap I decided to take her to lunch. I cut a small hole in a pair of her shorts so she could keep her foxtail on. We walked to a little restaurant because I didn’t want her smoking in my car. The tail drew plenty of attention and food did wonders for her hangover. All week Nina was dreading Saturday.

Saturday morning Nina received another box. It contained another enema kit and a note. The note said:

Congratulations. You have made it to your last day. Please give yourself the enema, shower and reinsert your plug right before we pick you up. Please wear sweats and sandals and nothing else.

Just like the last two Saturdays they picked Nina up promptly at 8pm. There is an adult bookstore sort of between the airport and casinos, in an industrial area. It has the normal stuff plus a theater room with an old medical exam table that is used by swingers and other people. They have internet groups where people post about coming up and being available and things of that nature. The guys posted that their friend Nina was coming at 9:30pm and she wants to take on anybody who shows up. Condoms optional. They took Nina to a house and had her put in contact lenses that obscured her vision, leaving her almost legally blind. They also gave her a local anesthetic injection in her vagina and asshole. Then after she could no longer feel they injected her labia with saline to make them puffy. She looked like she was super aroused. They then had her strip naked, attached a leash to her clit ring and walked out to the car and drove off to the bookstore.

They arrived twenty minutes later, rang the bell to get in, paid the cover and the fee to get into the theater room. There was already several guys waiting. They gave Nina a cigarette and had her get up on the table on all fours, keeping her leashed. Someone said game on and instantly a guy got between her legs with a condom on and started fucking her. A second guy asked “So, don’t Maltepe Escort have to have a rubber right?” He was told that yes, she was good either way. He immediately dropped his pants and put his dick to her lips, she got the hint and started sucking. Guys were still a little tentative when a black man who looked like he just got off work as a mechanic or something said “is this cool, I ain’t cleaned up yet or nothing” they said that it was fine, she likes it down and dirty. He pulled out a good sized cock and jammed it into her wet, swollen pussy. He fucked her hard then tensed up and launched his load into her hot box.

A guy on her mouth pulled out and shot it all over her face. After taking care of one more guy on both ends they stopped and used a big towel to wipe her down really quickly while she had a quick cigarette and a sip of her soft drink that was actually full of vodka. Then back at it. After another round they decided to remove the plug and open her ass for business too. After having the big plug in it for so long it was gaping open, beckoning hard cocks forward. There was a jar of lube out for anyone that wanted it. Some did, others chose just to dip there tools into her pussy for lube. After another cigarette break and wipe down Nina was placed on her back as she was getting tired but they kept going. At this point she had probably been with forty guys, ten had cum in her pussy and even right after a clean up both holes were dripping cum. They had about two hours of video and several hundred pics at this point. They left her leashed to the table and started packing up.

When they came back she was so used up that there were only a few guys left and with no more towels a few were jerking off onto her and the rest just watched, nobody wanted to touch her. The store had a bathroom but no shower so they used toilet paper to wipe her up a little then helped her into her sweats. They dropped her off and said they were done. Nina was exhausted but glad. She went straight to bed and slept twelve hours when she woke up, the pain killers had worn off and her pussy, ass and jaw all ached and throbbed. She was a sticky mess as both holes had continually drained as she slept. She had a cigarette and then ate a few crackers. I let her take it easy for the next few days. That helped a lot. She started preparing for getting on cam on her site and checked her emails. Her fans were talking about all the stuff on one of the big porn sites about her. There was a bunch of pictures and videos from her three weeks including the mock-pregnancy pics with the crack pipe. Humorously, it actually increases membership on her site.

To play off of this I took her to see Pete and got a tattoo on her right shoulder in back that was about a two by three inch rectangle and said my body my choice in script and just under that in plain letters said abortions. Under that word Pete put five tally marks. Of course she had never had an abortion. But so what?

Things slowly started returning to normal. She gets a lot of hate emails from the mock-pregnancy video and pics but the site is bringing in more money than ever and the abortion that has actually gotten her spit on twice which got her pussy much wetter than it did her face. We are about a week away from her next feature show at the strip club and the auction. I’m already thinking about a new sports car for myself! Also thinking about getting engaged soon. Not with Nina, a successful lawyer can’t marry an inked up felon with a porn site, but I’m sure it will be fine. Life is good!

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This takes place in late 1949 after WWII had ended. Sheer nylon stockings were worn by women everyday and some held them up with a girdle, some a garter belt, and some with ‘roll garters’. No one in the story is under the age of eighteen.

It was earlier in the afternoon than I usually got home. I saw Frank’s car in the back of the house so I knew he was inside.

I quietly sneaked inside the house through the kitchen and took off my shoes. I tiptoed through the dining room and peered into the living room.

Mommy was sitting on the front edge of her chair still in her sheer black nightgown she had worn to bed last night. The skirt was bunched up around her waist and the top was down under her teats. She was also wearing beige stockings held up with roll garters. Frank was standing in front of her in the nude with his large uncut cock in her mouth.

Mommy had her left hand on his nut sack fondling his nuts and her right hand was stroking his cock back and forth. Frank was tweaking both of her large nipples with his thumb and forefinger when suddenly he took his right hand and put it behind her head and pulled her mouth all the way onto his cock.

I saw him stiffen and then saw all the excess semen from his ejaculation run out the sides of mommy’s mouth, down her chin, onto her teats, and down onto her black nightgown.

“There you cocksucker. You’ve got all my baby batter for the time being. Now finish your beer so I can leave and go back to work.” said Frank.

He got dressed and Margaret swallowed the last of her beer and stood up with the skirt of her gown falling down around her thighs just above the tops of her stockings but her teats still showing.There was no modesty shield in the pubic area of the gown so her hairy cunt showed right through the material for anyone to see. She wiped her hand across her mouth and kissed him on the mouth.

“Oh darling I just love sucking your uncut cock.” she told him.”It tastes so good to me.”

“Well, I’m glad you enjoy it because Marie certainly doesn’t”. Frank told her. “She can hardly stand it when I fuck her. I have to get back to work now.” and he turned and left out the side door.

After he left I made an appearance into the living room where mommy was still standing. She was startled to see me and tried to pull up the top of her nightgown.

“Don’t even bother Mommy.” I said. “You’ve got his semen all over your teats and on your gown, your stocking tops are showing and I saw you sucking his cock.” I told her. “Now finish your beer and I will get you a couple of more. Since daddy is gone for a couple of days perhaps we can play together till he returns.”

She quickly quaffed down the remains of her beer, looked a little unsteady on her feet, and promptly sat down on her chair. I went to the refrigerator in the kitchen and got out three more bottles of beer, picked up an opener, and went back into the living room.

Mommy had pulled the skirt of her gown up again and I could clearly see her black haired pussy as well as her hairy thighs. Not only did mommy have a very hairy pussy, but the hair trailed up to her navel giving her what was known as a ‘treasure trail’. It was quite uncommon in most women and those who had one were deemed as ‘royalty’. She had stopped shaving about a year ago because she was afraid she would cut herself if she shaved and also because daddy had told her to stop shaving if she was going to be drunk everyday. Her teats had spilled over onto the bodice of her gown and her large red nipples looked pretty enticing.It was obvious she had rouged them for Frank as he made his appearance earlier that afternoon.

I opened a beer and handed it to her. She swigged about half of it down at once and in doing so, spread her legs wide open so I could see her rather long cunt lips. I could also see clearly the long hair on her legs that was matted down by her stockings.

“I think I will fix us some dinner this evening so you can get fucking drunk again if you want to. If you would like me to I might even be persuaded to change into some nice lingerie and high heels, and then spend the rest of the night in bed fucking and playing with you.” I told mommy.

“Oh darling, I would love you to get changed right now before you even think about fixing dinner. I want so to play with your fucking cock tonight and have you sleep with me. Now let me have anotheer bottle of beer and then you can help me take a piss before you change clothes.” she replied.

Mommy drank her beer quickly, got out of her chair rather unsteadily so I had to help her walk to her chamberpot. I pulled the hem of her gown up as she spread her long cunt lips apart and the hissing of her stream began immediately. She pissed for about two minutes, then it subsided into a trickle. I helped her back to her chair, running my hand through her wet cunt hair as I did,then gave her the final bottle of beer and went to my bedroom to get my lingerie.

I chose a black eight strap garter girdle, sheer black hose with a Havana heel, Ataşehir Escort a sheer black cut out bra, which I knew she would enjoy seeing me wear, and a pair of one and a half inch leather pumps. I took my clothes off and took my lingerie downstairs so she could see me dress in front of her. She liked it when I donned my feminine attire in front of her.

She was still sitting in her chair when I went into the living room and she immediately dropped her gaze to my swaying uncut prick. I sauntered over to the sofa with my cock still swinging back and forth and deposited my lingerie onto the cushion of the sofa. She had once again lifted the skirt of her gown so her hairy cunt was showing as well as her teats.

“What do you want me to put on first Mommy.” I asked. “My bra or my garter girdle?”

“Why don’t you slip into your bra honey?” she answered. “I like seeing your nipples peek out of the opening.”

I appeased her by slipping on the bra and hooking it. Then I slipped my garter girdle on, carefully pulling up so it covered my ass.

I sat down on the sofa so I could fold the nylons down and slip them on my legs. Mommy got out of her chair and staggered over to where I was sitting and said “I just have to get closer to you honey. I want your fucking cock so badly I can hardly wait for it to fuck me.”

She sat down next to me on the sofa and gently took hold of my cock. I knew she wanted to skin it back and forth but I told her I needed to get my stockings on and fasten them so she let loose of my cock.

I pulled first one stocking on then the other. I fastened the front two garters then stood up so I could fasten the other six and make sure they were nice and tight. Then I slipped into my pumps and stood right in front of mommy.

“Now you fucking whore. If you want to suck my cock go right ahead.” I told her. “You seem to never be able to have enough prick around you. It is either daddy, Frank, Lee, or me that you are sucking and fucking so go ahead and suck on it a minute or two. Then I will go in and finish up dinner.”

She took my cock in her right hand and gently fondled my nuts with her left hand. I reached down and tweaked both of her big nipples as she was playing with my cock. It did begin to get erect and when she saw that, she slipped it into her mouth and began sucking it. She played with it for a minute or two, then I told her that was enough. She pulled my long foreskin back down over then head of my cock so it was covered again.

As I turned to head for the kitchen Margaret said “Honey, You look lovely in your female attire. Your stockings are so long and the seams are so straight you simply look elegant. Now I need to piss again and I want to go out on the side porch, so help me get out there please.”

I took hold of mommies arm and guided her out to the side porch where she had a little stool she could sit down on to piss. I lifted the skirt of her gown as she sat so all of her black haired belly as well as all her hairy pussy was showing.

“Now spread your hairy legs wide open and spread your fat cunt lips apart so I can aee your fucking pee hole.” I told her. “When you get that done then just let the piss flow out of your peehole and shoot your stream as far as you can. When you’re finished I’ll come over and give your wet cunt a nice lick and dry it off for you.”

I stood behind her and grabbed her teats as she began pissing. It must have shot out four feet in front of her and even a little further when I squeezed her teats hard. It took her about a minute and a half to finish dribbling. Then I went around in front, kneeled down and ran my tongue up and down her cunt slit sucking on her pee hole as I did so. I finally got her dry enough that she wouldn’t be dribbling when she stood up. The porch floor was soaked with her piss, but I knew she would do it again before we went to bed for the night.

I helped her inside the house and told her to go in the living room and I would finish up dinner. She tottered away in her two inch heels with me watching carefully to see she didn’t fall over.

I fixed two salads, turned the oven off as the potatoes were done baking and set a couple of small rib steaks on to grill. I set two wine glasses on the table, but didn’t know if she would want any or not. Fifteen minutes later I went in and got her for dinner. She had pulled the top of her gown up over her teats and had straightened her stockings up, but that was all. As I reached to get her out of her chair she reached down and grabbed my peter and pulled on it.

“I want to suck it before we eat.” she said.

“No.” I said. “You can suck it to your hearts content right after dinner, but we are going to eat first, I am very hungry and you need some food in your stomach too. Now let’s go to the kitchen darling.”

I escorted her to the kitchen although she was playing with my cock the entire way. It was almost all I could do to keep from getting an erection on the way. I helped her into her chair and as I did so, she reached up Anadolu Yakası Escort and pulled the top of her gown down so I was going to look at her large teats all through dinner.

“Honey, you do a great job of cooking. It is very tasty and the wine is so good I’m going to have a refill.” she said. “It will probably make me have to piss all night but I don’t care. You’ll be in bed with me to help me won’t you?” she asked.

I filled her wine glass again along with mine then cleared the plates and got out the dessert plus some brandy. Ice cream always goes better with brandy on it and besides, I could now take a sip of brandy and then suckle her nipples.

Mommy scooted her chair closer to me so she could fondle my cock while eating her ice cream. She tried to skin my foreskin back and forth but was having a hard time doing so. I finally moved her hand away, stood up and went to her so she could stick my cock in her mouth.

“Now you fucking cocksucker.” I told her. “If you want to skin my cock now you can do it. You can also suck it to your hearts content and I’ll give you a protein dessert that you will remember. Then you can wash it down with a shot of brandy.”

Mommy pulled my foreskin back over the head of my prick and engulfed it with her mouth fondling my nuts as she did so. She sucked on it and gave it a few tweaks with her other hand until I could contain myself no longer and told her I was going to give her a huge load of semen in her mouth.

“Come on you big motherfucker. Fill my mouth with your cream.” she said and went right back to sucking my swollen prick.

I erupted in her mouth with a load so big, that even with her mouth closed over my prick, the semen began running out the sides of her mouth and down her chin onto her teats. When she had finally gotten enough and my prick began to sag in her mouth she let loose and pulled my foreskin down over my prick.

“Here. Take this shot of brandy and wash my semen down your throat.” I said. “Then I am done playing with you until we got to bed in a little while and will fuck you several times during the night. Do you understand that mommy?”

“Yes darling. I understand and will you help me when I need to piss too?” she asked. “Oh I feel so fucking wicked tonite knowing I’m going to be sleeping and fucking my son.”

“Well you need to get a good nights sleep because tomorrow after breakfast we are going shopping for some new lingerie for you and you are going to meet Joanne. She is bisexual and she may just want to eat your fucking pussy after she fits you for some clothes.” I said.

I cleaned up the dinner plates and cleaned off the table. Mommy told me she needed to piss again so I herded her out the side door to the porch and told her to squat down and spread her cunt lips. She spurted out a stream that went at least four or five feet in front of her then after about a minute it began trickling back toward her and finally stopped. She stood up, spread her cunt lips again and I licked her very wet hairy pussy.

We went back in the house and, as it was late, I told her we needed to think about going to bed. She agreed, but I told her I wanted to put the ball gag in her mouth so she wouldn’t squeal and scream like a sow in heat when I stuffed my cock in her cunt. Mommy wasn’t very happy about that but finally consented after I told her I would whip her cunt with the quirt if she didn’t. I guess she thought the ball gag was the lesser of two evils.

She sort of staggered toward the bedroom and I knew she slightly drunk. I went to daddy’s dresser and took the ball gag out of the dresser drawer and dangled it in front of mommy. She didn’t want to look at it, but I reminded her I could and would whip her cunt with the quirt and that settled her down a little bit.

I told her to open her mouth and as she did so, I inserted the ball in her mouth. I fastened it behind her head and pulled the straps tight I then told mommy when she wanted me to fuck her she was to take my hand and place it on her hairy cunt and spread it open. I would mount her and fuck her till she couldn’t take anymore cock in her gaping cunt. She nodded her head up and down that she understood and immediately took my hand and put it on her hairy belly.

I helped her onto the bed where she laid back on her pillow with her legs spread wide apart. She pulled her long cunt lips wide open and I asked her if she wanted my cock inside her.

She nodded her head in the affirmative and I thrust the entire length of my very erect prick deep inside her cunt in one push. As I loked at her face I knew I had made her cringe with the impact of my thrust. I simply let my cock lie still in her cunt and let her savor the length and thickness of it for a moment or two.

“Is it good?” I asked her.

She nodded her head vigorously in the affirmative.

Do you want me to leave it there for a couple of minutes or pull it out and push it back in?” I asked.

She signalled that she wanted it in and out so I slowly pulled it Kadıköy Escort out and then eased it back inside her again.

She then wrapped her nylon clad legs around my back to keep me from pulling it out so far. I must have made her climax because I felt the walls of her cunt get very wet on one of my thrusts inside her. After about six more thrusts in and out I felt her get wet again and the look on her face was one of joy and pleasure

“Mommy. I’m ready to shoot a huge load of baby batter inside your cunt. Do you want me to get you pregnant tonite?” I asked.

She shook her head up and down on the pillow with such gusto and as my semen erupted from the end of my cock I felt her quiver then she went into a real climax for about three minutes wiggling and squirming around on the bed.

I kept my cock inside her for a couple of minutes then went up and squeezed the remaining drops of semen and sperm onto her distended nipples. Momy grabbed hold of it with one hand and pointed to the ball gag with the other. I knew she wanted to suck it clean, so I unfastened the ball gag and she quickly stuffed my nearly flaccid cock in her mouth, sucking it with vigor.

“Get up and get a pair of black bikini panties from my dresser and stuff them in my cunt so I don’t leak you semen out tonite. Then get your fucking cock back in my mouth again.” she said.

I went to her dresser and found the bikini panties she wanted stuffed in her cunt. I went back over to the bed and told her open her cunt while I slipped them inside. When I finished I also slipped her stockings down off her legs and put them on the dresser. Then I walked back to where her face was and let her stick my flaccid cock in her mouth again. She sucked on it until I was sure she had the last drops of semen out of it.

I decided to play with the hair on her legs twirling it around on my fingers. She reached over to play with my cock and I asked her if she needed to be fucked again.

“No. Not yet honey. I will want your big motherfucker inside me again before morning though.” she said.”But I do need to piss right now, so if you help me up I’ll use the potty and I won’t have to take the panties out of my cunt.”

I got out of bed and went over to her side and helped her get to her feet and walked her through the bedroom door to the stairs. She grabbed her cunt lips, pulled them apart and was pissing before she sat down on the potty. She wasn’t kidding when she told me she had to piss. It came out of her pee hole roaring like Niagra Falls. She must have pissed for at least a full minute then suddenly it just stopped.

Mommy got up and I walked her back to bed. She said “I need a bottle of beer now. Then I’ll go back to sleep. You can play with my wet cunt while I’m sleeping dear.”

I went to the kitchen and brought back two bottles. She eyed me as though I was Santa Claus having brought her a new gift. She swigged the first one done without stopping and then started on the second one. She drank about half of it before taking a breath, then finished it quickly. I took the bottles and went back to the kitchen to leave them and went back to the bedroom. She was already down on her pillow and very quiet.

I got back into bed on my side and stuck my left hand down between her legs. Her cunt hair was soaking wet from her pissing. I could also feel just a little bit of my semen leaking out of her cunt even though she had her bikini panties stuffed in it. I played with her wet cunt for a few minutes then turned on my right side and went back to sleep.

About five in the morning I felt her hand grabbing at my dick and her telling me she wanted me to fuck her good again. I reached down and pulled the panties out of her cunt and felt them. They were soaked with semen and her juices.

She laid on her back, spread her leg wide, pulled her long cunt lips open and I mounted her and shoved my fat cock all the way inside her wet cunt. She grunted when I reached her cervix and told me to go easy because my cock was very long. I pulled it out then shoved it right back inside her again as far as I could. She screamed a little bit and then I just left my cock inside her and really started screwing her with it.

That set her off and the first thing I knew was that she was all wet from having had a climax. Then she climaxed again and again and I just erupted with a good load of semen in her cunt. She wiggled and squirmed as my prick kept spewing the seed inside her until finally she said “Enough dear.”

I pulled my still dripping cock out of her cunt and stuck it in her face. She enveloped it with her mouth and began sucking the excess semen off of it.

“Now stick my bikinis back inside my cunt so I don’t lose your precious seed then turn over and nurse me.” she said.

I turned on my left side and she fed me her left nipple while she played with my cock and nylon covered legs. I nursed her quite contentedly for about five minutes when she shifted slightly and put the nipple to her right teat in my mouth. As I nursed she fondled my balls and stroked my flaccid cock, peeling my foreskin back and forth over my cockhead. Finally her hand stopped playing with me and I concluded she had fallen asleep while I nursed her. I let loose of her nipple and turned over on my back so I could get back to sleep.

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My Neighbour Sally’s Panty’s: Chapter 2: Sally Wets herself

I set the phone down, feeling a lump forming in my throat. Of course my boxers, which I had left on her floor. So here I, Will, was, standing in my living room, facing the prospect of either being revealed as a pervert to my family. Or walking up the road to my neighbours house, with a pair of my own mother’s, used, panties.

“Mum, I’m going around to Dave’s” I shouted, thinking about where she kept her knickers. Up stairs in the bathroom. I climbed the stairs and found the laundry hamper, and found a white, satin pair of her knickers with some faint sweat marks and a small streak up the back. I held them briefly, then pushed them into my pocket.

The walk up the road was awkward, I’m sure I looked like a cowboy, the way I was walking. That was because Sally’s panties were rubbing against my thighs, her sweat mixing with mine. When I knocked on the door, I expected to meet just her, instead her husband was there to greet me.

“Hi” I said nervously, trying not to betray the situation I was in.

“Come in. Sally said you would be coming for dinner, although I’m not sure why” John said. I followed him into the dinning room and sat down before them, noticing the kids were not here.

“Where are Riley and Jane?” I asked.

“At a friends house. Eat up, I don’t want Maltepe Escort you getting hungry” Sally said innocently. I nodded and sat down to eat, shifting my legs to adjust the position of the panties.

The dinner ended early, we cleared up, and I followed them into the living room, the one where I had sat only a short time before, wet and naked. Sally sat across the small room from me, while John sat before me.

“So, you came. I’m glad you did” Sally said, nodding to John. He reached into his pocket and removed my boxers. I instantly felt panicked, seeing my boxers on display to my parent’s friends.

“You see, it was quite surprising to come home and find not only my… knickers missing, but to find these so close to my bed” Sally began. I reached for my boxers but John pushed my hand away.

“Do you have what I asked for?” Sally asked.

I nodded and pulled out my Mum’s panties, placing them gingerly on the table. Sally stood and crouched down beside the small coffee table, her eye’s wide in delight as she examined the knickers.

“So, the great Mrs. Gifford had a little accident” Sally remarked, smelling the small streak of shit my mum must have left shortly before using the toilet.

“Great?” I asked awkwardly, seeing the way she liked the smell of them.

“Yes, you see, although we are friends Cevizli Escort with your parents, I know they don’t really like us, they think we’re too posh for them. And now I find out that their son is a pervert and she has little accidents” Sally said, almost laughing. I looked across at John, but he was watching his wife smelling my mum’s knickers.

Sally handed the knickers to John, who eagerly sniffed the stains. She crawled towards me on her knees, stopping in front of my legs. She reached up and unzipped my jeans, pushing her hand inside and cupping my stiffening cock and balls held inside her panties.

“It’s nice to know my panties fit perfectly” she said grinning. Her hands reached to my belt, and she slowly pulled my jeans down to the floor. Exposing my shameful secret to the world. I glanced up and noticed the curtains were open, my secret would be exposed to anyone who happened to walk by.

Her face moved between my thighs and she sniffed the panties, her ginger curled hair tickling my legs. I felt her mouth cup my balls through the panties, sucking on her own sweat and piss stains, even the faint trace of blood where she had had her period.

John pulled a lipstick from his pocket and moved it over my lips, not taking any care with the appliance as it moved over my face in parts. He cupped my head and kissed Atalar Escort me, his tongue pushing into my mouth. I tried desperately to resist his advances, while remaining passive to the women at my crotch, but couldn’t resist moving my tongue over his, and kissing back.

So here, I, Will Gifford sat in my mum’s friend’s house tongue kissing a man, and having my balls sucked through a women’s panties.

John released his kiss and sat back, licking the lipstick off his lips. I lent forward to kiss him but felt Sally push me back against the sofa, moving to sit on my lap. While not meaning to be offensive, she was on the larger side and her body pressed down onto my legs. She sat still for a moment, I wasn’t sure what she was doing.

I saw it, before I felt it, a small wet patch forming in her crotch as she released her pee, dripping down between my thighs and soaking into her panties. She wet herself for a couple of minutes, the drops turning into a stream. Occasionally, John would lick my ear, rubbing my thigh, but I felt my body surrendering to them, to being pissed on and sucked on by a man.

Sally stood and pulled her jeans down. I could smell the urine drifting from her crotch and see her soaked panties dripping yellow drops onto her feet or my exposed legs.

She pulled her wet panties down and dropped them onto my lap, soaking me with her piss. She grinned and reached for my mum’s, pulling them up. I saw her wet pubes soaking the material.

“Let’s go upstairs Will, I want you to experience sex with your mother” Sally said.

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Editor’s note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content.

*****

It was early on a Saturday morning. Ruth McKenna woke up slowly and peacefully. As she woke more she found that she could not move her arms. Still half asleep, Ruth tried to move and then she came awake rapidly. She couldn’t move! Her arms and legs were secured to the bed somehow. She tested the restraints again to no avail. She looked around and saw no one.

“Hello,” she called out, “Is anyone there?”

No response. She squirmed again and realized her middle was secured too. She looked down and saw a strap across her middle. And she was naked and lying on top of the covers.

“What on earth is happening,” she thought. “Help. Help,” she yelled out.

And again, no one responded.

Who is Ruth McKenna? She is a 34 year old mother of 18 year old twin girls, Teah and Mia, who had just graduated with honors from High School. Ruth had the girls when she was 16 years old and life had been a struggle. But, with loving parents and hard work, she had graduated herself. She raised the girls by herself since their father was a no show. Her parents died when Ruth was 20 years old in a car accident. Ruth was very proud of her girls. Teah and Mia were strong, intelligent young women.

After a time, Ruth did not know how much time had passed; the TV on the bedroom wall came on. Ruth could see herself on the screen. She moved a little and realized it was a live feed. She noticed something else. She was clean shaven! She wasn’t last night.

“What is happening,” she thought again.

Then she felt something. Something good. Something in her pussy.

“It is a vibrator. Someone put a vibrator in my pussy. Oh my god,” she thought to herself.

She was getting hotter and hotter. Then it stopped.

“Ooh. So close,” she said out loud.

In a short while, it started again. Ruth was brought close but not given release. This pattern was repeated six times. After the last, Ruth cried out, “Please, let me cum. Please.”

At that moment, in walked Teah and Mia.

“Hello mother,” they each said.

Ruth looked at them in surprise for a moment, and then said, “Let me up. Release me now.”

In response, Mia held up a remote control. And then turned on the vibrator again.

“Ooh,” moaned Ruth.

Teah and Mia laughed. Teah then said, “Something wrong mother? Do you want to cum?”

“Please, stop doing this.”

“No mother, you see we planned this. We drugged you last night. We chained you. We shaved you.”

“But why? Why?”

“You want to cum so bad, don’t you mother? Just agree to be our slave and we will let you cum.”

“What? Your slave?”

“Yes mother. Our slave. Mia’s and mine.”

Then Mia said to Teah, “We could bring Greg and his friends over to fuck her. One after the other.”

“Yes, if she doesn’t agree to be our slave.”

“Well, mother. Should we call the guys over to fuck you?”

Ruth was in shock. She thought, “What is happening?”

She then said, “Would you really do that to me? Your own mother?”

Holding up her phone, Teah answered, “Yes dear mother.”

Ruth said, “What do you mean by slave?”

Mia answered, “Simple. Obey all commands. We are your Mistress’s now, you are our Slave. You will do what we say, wear what we tell you to wear, fuck who we tell you to fuck. We control now. Do you agree?”

The vibrator had been kept on, with the intensity going up and down, and Ruth was so hot and horny. And so confused.

Mia said, “Dear mother, we will use you for our pleasure. Yes, incest. It is so hot.”

Teah and Mia then embraced and kissed long and hard. Ruth just watched them, her daughters, as they kissed. When they broke the kiss, they looked at their mother.

Mia said, “We have been lovers for two years now. We still like men but we love to have sex together.”

Teah then said, “Also Slave Mother, we will also chain you up on occasion and spank you. If you displease us you will be punished.”

“But I am your mother.”

“Yes you are. Our Slave Mother. Do you agree?”

“Let me go now.”

To which Mia and Teah looked at each other, smiled, and left the room. As she was leaving, Teah said, “You will be kept in bed and tormented until you submit.”

And she was, the vibrator was kept on low, then brought higher, building Ruth’s desire. She would get close, and then brought down. Again and again. Every so often, the two daughters would come into the room, naked, and get on either side of their mother. Then softly caress and lightly kiss Ruth’s body. Ruth would get hotter and hotter, and then the two would get up and leave. This went on for hours and hours.

At one point, Mia walked in, on the phone, and said into the phone, “Yes Greg. Bring all your friends over. We have a big surprise for all of you…Yes…Come if we call again. Bye.” Then to her mother she said. “Greg is going to love fucking you mother. So will his 10 friends.”

Ruth’s eyes got big and she moaned, “No, not that.”

“Then submit to your daughters.”

“No.”

Mia Anadolu Yakası Escort looked at her mother for a moment, and then said, “Very well,” as she walked out of the room.

And the vibrator continued to work on Ruth. Ruth was brought close to release, than denied and then brought close again. And again. And again.

Finally, Ruth cried out, “Please, let me cum. Please. I submit. I submit.”

Teah and Mia walked into the room. “Dear Mother, you called?”

“Yes, yes. I submit. Please let me cum. Please.”

“Will you behave? Will you obey?”

“Yes I will.”

“If you displease us, you will be punished.”

“I will be good. I promise.”

Mia and Teah took their clothes.

“Then cum Mother,” Teah said as she turned the vibrator on full.

Then Mia and Teah joined their Mother on the bed, on either side, and kissed her, fondled her tits and sucked on her nipples. Soon. Ruth had a massive orgasm. The girls kept at her and soon, she came again. The vibrator was turned off and removed from her pussy. The three lay for a few minutes while Ruth recovered.

Then Teah face sat on Ruth saying, “Ok Mother. Time to please me.”

Ruth hesitated for a moment, until Mia pinched her left tit and said; “Now Mother, get busy and serve your daughter. Then you will do me. Then and only then will you be released.”

Teah lowered herself again and Ruth began to lick and tongue Teah’s pussy. Mia kissed her sister, fondled her tits and soon Teah had two orgasms. Then the sisters switched places. Ruth then licked and tongued Mia’s pussy as Teah kissed her and fondled her tits. And soon Mia came twice.

Ruth was released from her bonds and her daughters helped her to her feet. Then, Ruth was forced to her knees.

Mia said, “Now Mother Slave, beg to be our slave. Beg your daughters to accept you.”

Ruth looked up at her daughters and said, “My daughters please make me your slave. Please.”

Mia and Teah looked at each other and smiled. Mia then said, “Yes Mother, we accept you as our Slave. You may kiss our feet.”

Ruth kissed her daughter’s feet as Teah said, “Very good Mother Slave. Your service to us begins now.”

Mia continued, “Dear Mother Slave. You are our slave 24/7 from now on. You will address us as Mistress Teah and Mistress Mia. Or as Mistress. Or you may call us Miss Teah or Miss Mia. We will control all aspects of your life. For now, you will continue to work. That may change. While at home you will wear either a sexy Maid Uniform or other clothing as directed.”

Teah added, “Or nothing at all. There will be times when you will be naked. You are now our Domestic Servant and sex toy. You are kept around to give us pleasure. You will fuck who we say and when.”

Mia then asked her mother, “Do you understand Mother Slave?”

Ruth looked up at her two daughters and said, “Yes Mistress Mia, I understand. I will be a good and faithful slave.”

“That is good Mother Slave. Get up and join us in a shower. Then we will go out.”

The three women walked into the bathroom and took a shower together. Mother Slave washed her Daughter Mistresses and then herself. Then she ate her daughter’s pussies and brought each to an orgasm. Afterwards, Ruth dried her daughters, and herself, did their hair, and her own.

All three were blonde, petite and very good looking. Ruth was very young looking and when the three looked at themselves in a mirror, they looked like sisters. They each had on a short skirt, a halter top and thigh highs. Mia and Teah had their hair in a pony tail while Ruth’s hair was in pig-tails.

“Let us go,” Mia said as they walked to the door.

The three drove to the mall with Ruth sitting in the back. Once there, they walked along window shopping, occasionally going into stores, as many people looked at the three beautiful young women. In a shoe store they tried on many shoes, keeping the young male sales very busy, and the two daughters each chose a pair to buy.

Mia asked the clerk, whose name was Mark, “We would like a discount. Ok?”

“Sorry, there are no discounts.”

Teah responded, “Oh? How would you like her,” pointing at Ruth, “to suck your cock?”

Mark smiled and Mia said to Ruth, “Take this young man in the back and suck him off. Now.”

Slowly, Ruth stood up and walked with Mark to the backroom, followed by her daughters. Once behind the door, Mark said, “Ok bitch, on your knees.”

Ruth looked at her daughters with tears in her eyes. She got to her knees, unzipped his fly, took out his cock and started to lick and suck on his cock. With her daughters watching and capturing the act on their phones, Ruth sucked off Mark and soon he came in her mouth.

Mia said, “Swallow my dear.”

“Thank you slut,” Mark said to Ruth, who was red in embarrassment. To Mia and Teah he said, “Take the shoes. Bring the slut back.”

“Thank you Mark. We will.”

At a teen clothing store, they took Ruth to the fitting rooms.

“Get out of your clothes. We’ll bring you clothes to try on,” Mia said to Ruth.

Teah and Kadıköy Escort Mia brought several outfits for Ruth to try on to find her still with her underwear on. “I told you to remove your clothes,” Mia said harshly, “do you need a spanking?”

“No Miss Mia. I did not understand.”

Ruth removed her bra and panties and stood nude.

“You will stay nude unless you are trying on clothes,” Mia told Ruth.

Ruth tried on several outfits and at one point, Mia told the store manager, her name was Beverly, to take a different size to the fitting room. Beverly, a 39 year old married woman, did as told and when she returned, she was upset.

“Something wrong?” Asked Mia.

“Why is she naked?”

“Oh that,” laughed Mia, “Because we told her to be.”

Teah walked up behind Beverly and said, “Did you like what you saw? For a discount, we can let her go down on you.”

“Oh no, thank you.”

Each took an arm with Mia saying, “But we insist. Come with us.”

They led Beverly to Ruth and sat her down on a bench. Beverly, confused, just sat, waiting.

“Ruth,” Mia said, “come here and take care of Beverly.”

Teah added, “As you are.”

Ruth walked to Beverly, naked, knelt down in front of her, lifted up her dress, grabbed her panties down her legs and went down on her. With Mia and Teah each recording the action.

While Ruth was busy, Gale, a part-time employee, came back to the fitting area and saw what was happening. Gale, a nineteen year old beauty, took in what she was seeing and took out her phone and recorded also. Ruth brought Beverly to an orgasm and when Beverly opened her eyes, she was startled by the audience.

She started to rise but Gale walked up to her and said, “Stay there you bitch. You are mine now. There is going to some changes around here.”

Gale looked at Mia and Teah, smiled and said, “Thank you. I’ll take it from here. Take what you want.”

“You are welcome my dear,” replied Mia. Then turning to Ruth, she said, “Now get dressed in the clothes you came in.”

Mia, Teah and Gale exchanged info and promised to stay in touch. Before they left the store, they picked out a couple of outfits for Ruth. Mia said to Ruth, “Mother Slave, thank Miss Gale for your outfits.”

“Thank you Miss Gale.”

Gale turned to Beverly and said, “Beverly, thank Miss Mia and Miss Teah for now being my slave.”

Beverly hesitated and Gale slapped her ass.

Beverly said, “Thank you Miss Mia and Miss Teah.”

“You are welcome Slave Beverly. Remember, we also have you on video. Be a good slave to Gale.”

The three then left the store. As they were walking along, they heard a voice from behind them, “Ruth. Hi Ruth.”

They stopped and turned around. It was Victoria, a co-worker of Ruth and Ruth was so embarrassed but she said, “Hi Victoria.”

“That’s a different look for you isn’t it?”

Ruth laughed and said, “Yes, we had a bet. I lost.”

Mia spoke up, “Yes, we made her wear this. Isn’t she adorable?”

“Oh yes. She is.”

Teah hugged her mother and said to Victoria, “Bet you want her to eat your pussy. Don’t you? She will if you ask her.”

Ruth wanted to die.

Victoria laughed and said, “Oh really. Promises, promises. See you on Monday.”

When Victoria had walked away, Ruth grabbed Teah’s arm and said, “That wasn’t funny. I work with her.”

Teah broke free while Mia grabbed Ruth from behind.

Teah said, “You will be punished for that. Do you want your punishment here or at home?”

Ruth was docile again and said, “At home Miss Teah. I’m sorry.”

“Oh, you will be sorry. Come on.”

They drove home in silence.

Ruth spoke once saying, “Please Mistress. I was in shock at seeing Victoria. I’ll be good.”

“You will be punished. Now be quiet.”

Once home, the three entered their home. Teah wasted no time, she said to her mother, “Get naked now.”

Teah sat down and when Ruth was nude, Mia said, “Now lay across Mistress Teah’s lap.”

Ruth did as ordered saying, “Please Mistress, forgive me.”

“You must learn to be a good slave.”

Teah then spanked her mother 100 hard swats. Ruth’s ass was bright red and she was crying. When she was allowed stand, Mia hugged her and said, “Now, thank Mistress Teah.”

Through her tears, Ruth said, “Thank you Mistress Teah.”

Teah stood and then the three women, mother and daughters, hugged. Mia then said, “Now, go draw us a bath.”

“Yes Miss Mia.”

After bathing both of her daughters, Ruth bathed as per orders from Teah. In the evening, after she made dinner and the three had eaten, the three sat in the living room and watched TV. With Ruth servicing her Mistress’s pussies, bringing both to multiple orgasms.

When they retired for the night, each to her own bedroom, Teah said, “For now, we real allow you to stay in your room.”

“Thank you Miss Teah.”

“Now, on your knees and kiss our feet and thank us for your slavery.” Ruth dropped to her knees, kissed her daughter’s feet and said, “Thank you Mistress Mia. Thank İstanbul Escort you Mistress Teah.”

“For what dear mother?”

“For allowing me to be your Slave.”

“Now, get into bed.”

When she had lain down on her bed, her daughters secured her to the bed. “Why are you chaining me to the bed? I have accepted my slavery.”

“We must be sure my dear one. Goodnight Mother Slave.”

“Goodnight Miss Mia.”

“Goodnight Mother Slave.”

“Goodnight Miss Teah.”

Then Mia and Teah left the room, going to their own rooms, leaving Ruth alone to her thoughts. Ruth had a night of fits and starts of sleeping. She kept reviewing the day and wondering why? But by morning, Ruth was resolved to accept her life as her daughter’s Slave. As for her daughters, they were delighted in the events of the day. After an hour in their own rooms, Teah joined Mia in her room. “I can’t believe it worked so well,” Teah said went she entered.

“I know. But it did. Now she is ours.”

“Yes she is. Now, dear sister my love. Let us make love,” Teah said as she got into her sister’s bed.

Afterwards, the two sisters fell asleep in each other’s arms.

In the morning, it was Sunday, Mia and Teah released their Slave from the bed and the three showered together with Ruth bringing her two daughters to an orgasm. Ruth dressed in a sexy Maid Uniform as instructed and proceeded to clean the house while her Owners watched.

Ruth was also wearing a special pair of panties; a remote controlled pair of panties, so that her Daughter Mistresses could keep her hot and horny. All through the day, Mia and Teah would walk up to Ruth, caress her or kiss her or rub her ass or finger her or suck a nipple. Ruth was kept horny all day. Also, the two young women stayed nude but did let Ruth touch them, only look at them. By the evening, Ruth was in such a state. She was aroused beyond endurance.

Finally, she dropped to her knees and begged, “Please Mistresses, have mercy. Let me service your perfect pussies. Please. I beg you.”

It was music to their ears. Mia and Teah exchanged looks and sat down and spread their legs. Ruth immediately dropped and dove into Mia’s pussy. Then Teah’s. After she had brought her Daughter Mistresses to three orgasms each, Teah gave her a dildo and said, “Now Mother Slave, fuck yourself with that. Bring yourself off.”

“Thank you Miss Teah.”

Ruth then, in front of her daughters and on the floor, fucked herself with the dildo with one hand while fondling her tits with the other. She was so hot and horny that she quickly came. Then came twice more in quick succession. Of course, all was captured on the girl’s phones. After all had recovered, Mia said, “Now, let us bathe.”

Ruth then washed and dried her daughters. Then Ruth bathed. The evening was spent watching a movie. When they went to bed, Ruth was not secured to the bed.

“Thank you Mistresses,” Ruth said.

“For what dear Slave?” asked Mia.

“For trusting me.”

Mia smiled at her mother and said, “Yes mother, we do. You were wonderful today.”

“Goodnight Miss Mia. Goodnight Miss Teah.”

“Goodnight Mother Slave,” the two Mistresses said in reply.

The three women got up early; after all, Ruth had to go to work. Her daughters allowed her to wear her normal business attire except “no panties Mother Slave.”

“But, I am going to work.”

“No panties Slave.”

“But…”

“If you continue, you won’t be allowed bras either.”

“Yes Miss Mia”

As they walked Ruth to her car, Teah said, “We don’t want to interfere with your job dear mother. But remember, you are our Slave. If we Call or text, obey.”

“Yes Miss Teah.”

“Text us when you arrive at the office.”

“Yes Miss Mia.”

The two daughters kissed their mother goodbye and watched as she drove off. In the car, really alone for the first time since Friday, Ruth thought about her situation and wondered what would happen next. When she got you her desk, she texted her daughters, “I have arrived.”

Mia responded, “Go to the restroom and play with yourself. BUT DO NOT CUM Do it for 10 minutes. Go now.”

Ruth looked around the office and since she was early, there was no one else in yet. Ruth walked to the Ladies Room and entered a stall. She sat down and slowly rubbed her pussy and closed her eyes. She kept it up the 10 minutes. She was washing her hands when Victoria entered the restroom.

“Oh hi,” she said seeing Ruth.

“Hi.”

“Back to regular clothing I see.”

Ruth laughed and said, “Yes, that was just for yesterday.”

Victoria stepped close to Ruth and said, “Are you sure? I watched you three for awhile before I said hello.” Smiling, she asked, “Anything you want to tell me?”

“No there isn’t. Excuse me.”

“Oh really? I overheard some interesting things.”

“Please, leave me alone.”

Laughing, Victoria stepped back and said, “All right Ruth. Back to work.”

Twice more that morning, Ruth was ordered to go to the restroom and play with herself. Victoria, who is a few years older than Ruth, watched her come and go. In the afternoon, when Ruth was once again heading to the restroom, Victoria followed a few minutes later. Victoria entered the restroom, locked the door and looked under the stall doors. She was satisfied that she and Ruth were the only ones present.

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Please be advised that this is a very nasty story, with an older woman dominating a younger man and his mom, with scenes of golden showers, cum-farting and creampie eating. Some like this genre, some don’t, but there you have the caveat before reading. Thank you.

*****

Susan O’Malley was in her happiest place, at the small beach owned by the tiny town in which she lived.

As usual, she was down the far end, away from the screaming hordes of children and families, comfortable in her lounge chair, sipping chardonnay from the cooler at her side.

She was enjoying the sun, the warmth, the comforting cadence of small waves lapping at the shore. And her occasional piss breaks.

Susan was a piss freak, through and through. Nothing pleased her more than using her scorching hot golden juices to control others, male or female, preferably young people in their teens.

She had something of a reputation in this small town, one of a very sexy dominant senior citizen who had her way with others in this most unusual fashion.

And now as she sat, the urge to pee building inside her luscious body, she clenched her muscular old thighs together in her snug two-piece yellow bathing suit, grinding her pussy, always a pleasurable prelude to a gushing piss to follow.

The sexy 65-year-old with the silvery blonde hair ordinarily went just behind the fence where she sat, a fence separating the public beach from private land behind it where a large house stood, a second home for the summer owned by a rich out-of-town family.

But this day, the family was there, making Susan’s piss visits out of the question. That didn’t matter to her, she’d just stand in the water, waist deep, and let it out, feeling the hot liquid contrast wonderfully to the chilly ocean water, often having an orgasm as she stood, looking to all the world only like a pretty elderly woman enjoying a dip in the sea.

Now, later in the day and much of a good bottle of wine later, she had to piss again. She wished she had someone to share it with. She scanned the beach and saw two people taking up residence toward the other end.

“Well, well, well, whaddya know?” she smiled to herself, feeling her hairy pussy moisten from pre-orgasmic pleasure and the slight ooze of pee she allowed to trickle into it. “Look who’s here…lucky me!”

There was Brett Hannigan, 19, and his mom, Laura, a mousy 37-year-old woman. She knew them quite well. They were both her piss slaves.

Not very long ago, Brett had been first. She’d seen him at this beach, chatted him up, and enticed the shy, curly haired lad to sit near her by the fence. She’d noticed him noticing her, eyeballing her supple, sexy old body, one sinewy and lean and fit from years of exercising, even furtively snapping photos of her with his phone.

She devised a trap, going behind the fence to pee. It had worked: Brett watched her through a hole in the fence, and when she returned, excused himself to pee as well.

And there Susan caught him, face first in the pissy patch of grass she’d squatted over, licking, smelling, tasting, while jerking his beautiful young cock. Enslaving him at that point was easy, making him lick her pussy, drink her urine and then fucking him and forcing him to clean her out after.

Later that day, the outraged Laura had showed up at Susan’s house, having noticed something amiss with her boy and badgering a confession from him. Susan laughed at the pretty young woman’s tirade – and then enslaved her as well.

From then it was easy, taking them both, separately and together, the latter being the most fun, forcing the young man to piss on and sexually use his mother, who seemed to like it more and more with each encounter, despite her teary-eyed protests.

And now, Susan sat in her chair, clenching her saggy but sexy thighs together around her pussy, watching the Hannigan mother and son set up their chairs and sit down to enjoy the later afternoon.

Susan picked up her cell phone and called Brett.

She delighted watching the young man’s startled expression when he saw her number.

“Hel..hello?”

“Brett, so good to hear your voice, it’s been awhile,” Susan said brightly. “And better to see you, and your sexy little mommy…”

“Yes..yes it has,” he said, looking around frantically and then settling his gaze on Susan at the far end of the beach, who waved at him.

“Now, the two of you come down here to me. Right now. Understood?”

“Brett, what’s wrong, honey?”

Susan heard Laura speak as the young woman looked at her nervous-seeming son, and then followed his gaze. She was tanned from the summer sun, but Susan delighted in watching her face drain white when she realized who was calling.

“Put your mommy on the phone, dear boy,” Susan said in a mock scolding tone. “I’d like very much to have a word with here…”

Somewhat grimly, Brett handed it to her.

“I want you two down here, with me, right now,” Susan snarled into the phone. “I have to pee very badly.”

“Susa…Mrs. Anadolu Yakası Escort O’Malley…Brett and I…we just want to relax…I mean, now isn’t…I mean…” Laura stammered.

“You’ll only make it worse if you don’t obey me, dear woman, you know that,” Susan said, holding up a hand and waving it to signal her intent, beckoning them to come. “Is that what you want, you little piss slut? You want me to really make it hard on you, harder than it has to be? I think that’s it, isn’t it Laura, you filthy cunt! You WANT me to really enslave you, don’t you?”

“No, that’s not…but Mrs…please…I’m not…I can’t…we shouldn’t…not here…”

“Oh, you’re not, you can’t, you shouldn’t, blah-blah-fucking-blah,” Susan mocked her. “I won’t ask again! Tell Brett to bring his chair and water bottle. You don’t need a chair, you won’t be sitting. But I will…on your dyke face!”

She clicked off the phone, smiling, waiting and watching as Brett and Laura trudged toward her, Brett carrying his gear and a look of anticipation, Laura carrying only the weight of what was to come on her drooping, sad shoulders.

They walked up to Susan, who remained in her lounge chair, directly behind a small beach cabana she’d set up earlier, one that provided respite from the sun when it got too hot. And where she’d also go from time to time to masturbate, when the urge was strong.

She smiled, thinking just how much hotter and urgent it was going to get now.

“Brett, sit here beside me, dear boy, right here!” Susan said happily, pointing to a spot next to her, the boy eagerly obeying and plunking down beside her. “Laura, kneel. Here. Now.”

Laura gulped and knelt directly before the sexy senior citizen. Susan spread her legs slightly, the younger woman’s sad eyes drawn to the crotch of her yellow suit, and the deeply tanned, slightly saggy inner thighs that jiggled in a wrinkly wave as Susan slowly moved them back and forth.

“This is for you, my little slut!” Susan growled, nodding toward her groin, spreading her sexy thighs wider. “Now watch carefully, as I prepare you a little something special to drink!”

Laura watched as Susan grunted and pissed herself. It was that simple. She pissed in her bathing suit, the front of it quickly getting wet, the huge stain spreading. Laura’s eyes bugged out, her mouth hanging open, her ears taking in the lurid liquid sound of the old woman’s bladder emptying.

Brett watched as well, groaning at the sight and at Susan’s hand sliding between his legs and under his baggy suit to grip and stroke his rock-hard cock.

“Mmmm, my piss ALWAYS gets you stiff, doesn’t it, boy?” Susan cooed, continuing to piss, a flow so hard and large it completely soaked her suit bottom and now streamed out to coat her quivering thighs, the tanned flesh gleaming with her juices. “You like it, Brett? You like me stroking your beautiful cock as I piss for your mommy?”

“Oh God…God yes, Mrs. O’Malley, yes!” he yelped, eyes rolling in the sockets as the old woman’s little bony hand pulsated around his cock, stroking with increasing intensity.

“Mrs. O’Malley…please…please don’t…please…” Laura begged, tears streaming down her face, her gaze hypnotically locked on Susan’s soaked crotch, while from the corner of her eyes she watched her tug her son’s cock out of his shorts and continue to jerk him off.

“It’s only just begun, dearie,” Susan sighed, finishing her piss. “Now. Lick. My. Thighs. Go on. Get that piss, clean it up!”

Laura gulped loudly, watching golden droplets of Susan’s piss trickle off the bottoms of her thighs and onto the sand as the older woman sat back, spreading them. She knew she had to obey and slowly pushed forward on her knees, her head between those gleaming wet thighs on either side of her face.

Crying, she closed her eyes and put her mouth on Susan’s left thigh, cringing at the heat and flavor of the fresh piss.

“Lick it nice, baby, lick it alllll up!” Susan giggled, cupping the back of her head with one hand, directing the sobbing face up and down her piss-soaked thigh as with the other she continued to jerk off her slave’s son. “Lick it nice and slow, you little piss whore, taste it!”

Laura cried and continued the ghastly task of lapping and sucking the hot piss from Susan’s quivering thighs, running her tongue over the wet, salty flesh, drawing the urine into her mouth and trying to ignore the flavor and scent as she gulped it down. She lapped furiously and completely, from Susan’s knees to her groin, until she was sure the nasty job was done.

It wasn’t. Susan now pulled the face to her crotch, slamming her mouth to the piss-soaked suit bottom and held it there by clamping her powerful old thighs around Laura’s screaming head.

“You missed a spot!” Susan laughed, gyrating her

hips and grinding her wet crotch into the trapped face. “Suck it, bitch, suck ALL the piss out of my bathing suit, or I swear I will crush your

fucking skull Bostancı Escort in my thighs!”

Laura screamed in pain, her hands coming up around the amazingly muscular old legs imprisoning her face, kneading the steely flesh

as she opened her mouth and sucked.

Instantly, she drew the foul liquid into her mouth, salty, hot and pungent as she sucked harder, more and more leeching inside. She swallowed, fighting the urge to throw up, and continued to suck every acrid drop of pee from Susan’s suit bottom, all the while trying to ignore the pain in her head from the crush of the piss-crazy old woman’s crushing scissor lock.

“UNGH! UNGH! UNGH!!” Susan screamed, arching her back as she came against Laura’s face, snapping her legs in matching jolts as she did, those crushing thighs squeezing the moaning woman’s face blue in their meaty grip.

“Holy fuck!” Brett screamed, arching his own back to meet the increasingly fast strokes of Susan’s fist clamped around his cock as she jerked him and he watched his mother suck piss from the old lady’s suit and the orgasmic gel mixed in with it.

Susan finally quieted, settling back down into the lounge chair. She peeked up and over the cabana behind Laura to make sure no one had seen. No one had, and now Susan giggled as she looked down at Laura, who was lying flat on her belly, her chest tilted up as her face remained a

prisoner of Susan’s punishing thighs. Her body was slack and limp.

“Oops!” Susan laughed. “You’re a little groggy from my squeeze, here, have a little more liquid, we don’t want you to get dehydrated!”

She grunted and pissed again, Laura’s moaning, barely awake face still locked in the sweaty, slick grip of Susan’s crushing thighs. The urine flowed through the wet fabric of her suit bottom and directly into Laura’s mouth, the younger woman gagging at the volume of the flow. She screamed a muffled scream in the pussy prison and swallowed as best she could, the excess running down her chin.

“You didn’t get it all, bitch,” Susan snarled as she stopped pissing and locked her lethal legs out straight.

Brett could only watch his mother being tortured, listening to her squealing cries. Susan was squeezing with unrelenting fury, the muscles in her inner thighs snapping hard on Laura’s neck arteries, and within 10 seconds of exerting full power, knocking her out.

Susan laughed, squeezed a moment longer and then relaxed her scissor grip, letting Laura’s wet face escape, the younger woman plopping into the sand between her legs.

Susan turned to face the astonished Brett, who watched his mother convulse on the sand, snorting as the blood returned to her brain and the air to her lungs. Susan locked her lips to his, thrusting her tongue into his mouth and stroked him harder and faster.

Brett groaned and ran his hands up to Susan’s wrinkly tits, pulling them out of the suit top and bending to suckle the thick brown nipples as she jerked him.

“Eager to cum, boy?” Susan laughed, smearing his copious pre-cum on her fingers and running them over her nipples, which Brett eagerly lapped clean.

“God, yes, please, Mrs. O’Malley, let me cum, let me cum!” he begged, slobbering over her thick tits.

“First things first,” Susan sighed.

She slowed her stroking and sat back, kicking the groaning woman at her feet.

“Wake up, bitch,” she snarled. “Your boy’s gotta piss, too!”

“No…Mrs. O’Malley please…not again…this is SICK, so SICK!” Laura sobbed, getting to her knees and sobbing into her hands.

The pain and humiliation hit her harder than the slap as Susan’s palm slammed across her stunned face. The snarling old woman cupped Laura’s chin and brought the shocked woman to her knees to face her.

“You fucking LOVE it, and you KNOW it!” Susan barked into Laura’s face, spitting into her mouth and rubbing it in with her hand. “Want proof?”

She dipped the hand between Laura’s chubby thighs and brutally sliced her fingers under the suit bottom and into Laura’s hairy cunt. They easily knifed into the meaty hole, the lips slick and wet. She pulled them out and held them up to Laura’s shamed face.

“You got wet from all this, from sucking my piss and watching me jerk your SON’S beautiful cock, you filthy, fucking disgusting pig!” Susan bellowed, wiping the slimy fingers on Laura’s

sputtering lips, then forcing them into her mouth to be sucked clean. “You fucking hypocrite slut!”

Laura sobbed out of control, sucking her own cunt slime from Susan’s fingers – and knowing she was right. Her pussy was on fire from the brutalization by this sexy older woman, unable to stop the feeling of wanting more even as guilt and humiliation gnawed at her.

Susan sensed her acquiescence and shoved her fingers deeper into Laura’s throat, gagging her, and running the other hand behind her to slice into her ass. She violated Laura’s tight rectal ring with three fingers and pulled them out, jamming them alongside the cunt-stinking fingers Ümraniye Escort already in Laura’s mouth.

The younger woman, tears streaming down her face, could only lick her filth clean, eyes staring forlornly into Susan’s flashing ones, the older woman grinning madly as she finger fucked the sobbing face.

Yanking the fingers from Laura’s mouth, Susan grabbed a handful of her hair and painfully twisted the crying woman on her knees before her son. Brett looked down into his mother’s begging eyes, a mix of lust and compassion on his young face, confusion, shame and want on hers.

“Do it, Brett,” Susan snarled, stopping her hand job to hold the cock in her fingers, aiming the pre-cum soaked head at his mother’s face. “Piss for Mommy! PISS ON MOMMY!!”

“OH FUCK!! Brett screamed.

His cock eye flared open and out shot a scorching hot torrent of piss, splashing directly onto his mother’s face, stinging her eyes, blasting into her nostrils and then into the mouth open in a guttural scream. She tried closing it but Susan forced it open and twisted the groaning young man off his chair by his dick, thrusting the jetting cock into Laura’s mouth.

The piss continued, long, hot and steaming, filling Laura’s gagging throat and belly for a full 30 seconds before Brett’s cock softened and slipped out of his mom’s sputtering lips.

“Oh my God…my God…nooooo!” Laura wailed, thighs involuntarily clenched together and grinding her pussy to a quick orgasm as she swallowed the rest

of her son’s piss.

Susan laughed and let them both go, Brett crashing back into his chair watching his mother sit back trembling on her haunches, her face soaked with piss, swallowing what was left in her mouth, the rest sheeting out of her lips to run down her front, drenching the top of her sensible one-piece bathing suit. She flopped into the sand, sobbing uncontrollably, her entire body shaking.

Susan laughed and reached down to grab her hair again, pulling the crying woman to her knees and force her face to Brett’s softening cock.

“You’re not done yet, bitch,” she snarled. “Suck your son off, now!”

Laura was too far gone to disobey, opening her mouth and sucking Brett’s dick inside. The boy gripped the arms of his lounge chair, head back, hips thrusting up. His cock stiffened instantly in the sucking confines of his mother’s mouth and he face fucked her fast and hard.

Susan locked her hand around the base, stroking him and squeezing his huge balls with the other.

“Cum, baby, cum in Mommy’s mouth, go on, you know you want to!” Susan hissed, leaning over to suck Brett’s young nipples, gnawing on the tender teats and making him cry out in pain and pleasure.

“Oh fuck..oh fuck…OH FUCK!!” he screamed. “HERE IT CUMS MOMMY!!”

Laura’s hands were on her son’s thighs, squeezing them as she felt the first jets of her boy’s hot spunk stream out of his cock and fill her cheeks.

She gulped down the thick load desperately, swallowing hard and relaxing her throat to take in more, but it was too much and she gagged, forcing a river of spunk up her nasal passages that blasted out of her nostrils, coating Susan’s hand.

Susan laughed and held her other hand to the back of Laura’s head, jamming her son’s cock all the way to the balls until the boy stopped cumming, and slumped back into his chair.

Susan grabbed Laura’s hair and forced her mouth to her hand coated with pearly white cream.

“Clean that shit off my hand, bitch, get it all!”

Laura obeyed, slobbering over Susan’s cum-soaked hand, gulping down the cooling clumps of her son’s sperm. Susan finally let her go and kicked her back into the sand where the younger woman lay on her back, chest heaving with sobs, her face slick with cum, piss and sweat.

“Just where I want you, bitch,” Susan snarled, slithering out of her chair to squat over the woman’s upturned face, her hairy, foul-smelling cunt brushing it.”God, I’m pissing a lot today, guess you just bring out the best in my, baby!”

She pulled her suit aside, the hot urine splashing onto Laura’s crying face. The younger woman couldn’t move, only lay still and cry, accepting the stinging sheets of hot pee that blasted onto her face, into her eyes and filling her mouth.

Susan laughed a cackling, maniacal laugh, jamming her hirsute pussy onto the mother’s face, smothering her as she finished her piss. She then stood up and looked over the small cabana that was hiding all the gruesome activity from the view of others. There weren’t many as the afternoon sun set on the horizon.

“Little treat for ya, baby,” Susan giggled.

She slipped out of her suit bottom, holding it up, the fabric still soaked with piss, sweat and Susan’s orgasmic cream. She knelt down by Laura’s head, pinning it between her squatting thighs and wrung out the suit with a deliberate, slow motion, watching with delight as every drop of piss left in it dripped in a lurid, stinking yellow flow into Laura’s groaning open mouth.

Laura sobbed anew, swallowing, eyes open and watching the crazy old piss mistress’s sinewy forearms flex as her hands continued to wring the bathing suit bottom, the trickle of piss waning into golden droplets highlighted by the rays of the setting sun, tinkling noisily into her throat.

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I’m in the bar at the hotel you are staying. You have a nice suite at the hotel and you’ve fantasized of meeting someone at your police conference you could “use” for a toy. You fantasize of using a beautiful woman who is afraid to be submissive but you know she would like to be controlled and dominated by a real man.

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The ride to the suite on the top floor seemed to take a long time. You think of stuffing her pussy with your cock. You think of under her skirt. Does she have any panties on? You push her against the elevator wall and kiss her neck, your hand reaches under her skirt. You spread her legs apart to feel her cunt. She is wet.

The room was comfortable, a couch, entertainment center, whirlpool tub, bar, king sized bed. I lead her into the room, and closed the door behind us. I took her by the arms pulling her toward me. I kissed her on the lips. My tongue entered her mouth and I felt the warmth of her mouth on me. I imagined her mouth on my cock.

I mixed us some drinks. She drank hers quickly. I refilled her drink and handed it to her. She looked innocently at me as I lead her to the bed. I am going to make you feel so good. She smiled and sat on the bed. I leaned down and kissed her on the lips. I pulled up her skirt and pushed her back, spreading her legs apart so I could look at her red pussy. I push her down onto the bed. She has black lace stalkings.

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Looking at her she seemed nervous. I wanted her to submit to me and enjoy this seduction. I began to remove her clothes. I pulled off her top and sucked on each of her breasts. She quivers when you suck her. She enjoys it.

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You walk across the room and come back with a bag in your hand. You put the bag on the bed and open it. You are watching her. You pull out peaches and whip cream. You pull out bananas. She asks what you are doing. You reach into the bag and pull out cherries and chocolate syrup. You tell her she is about to be your desert. You blindfold her.

You pull out a bottle of astroglide and huge dildo. You have plans of toys to use on her. She lays there spread open in unknown anticipation. You plan to spread her wide. You will devour her. You go into your bag again and pull out metal Chinese balls.

You place these items within your reach as she lays there, blindfolded. You tell her you are going to shave her pussy the way you like it. Her bare pussy will be waiting to be stuffed and sucked. You start massaging her clit. You rub shaving cream on her and shave her bare. Now she is completely exposed. Her lips are pulsing. You can see how big they are. You can see her cum dripping on her.

You spread her legs further and take the tip of your tongue, sliding it up into her hole, back and forth. You lick her and begin to suck on the lips of her pussy. You find her hole and push your finger in and out of her while you suck the lips of her pussy. You search with your tongue for her knob to suck and lick on. Your tongue is so hot and she loves the way you lick her pussy. She moans as your tongue licks her and you finger her in ecstasy as you suck on the lips between her legs.

You tell her you are going to tie her to the bed. You tie her arms on two posts of at the top of the bed. You spread her again and prop her hips up with pillows to fully expose her red hot clit and her shaven pussy. You tie her legs to the bedposts and stuff more pillows under her so her pussy is high up waiting for you.

You pull an instrument from the bag. You squirt astroglide up onto her pussy and rub your fingers up inside her. She is dripping wet.

You insert the metal object gently into her. You squeeze it so it spreads her apart. You have her legs spread apart and her hips are high for you. You have a beautiful view of her completely open. You open her hole a little more and start to lick and suck on her hot lips while you keep her spread apart. She feels you put something on her pussy. You start squirting her pussy with whip cream. You put the tip of the can inside and squirt her until white cream starts shooting out.

You lick it. You open the can of peaches. You tell me how you love peaches. You take a peach and slide it up inside me. My pussy starts to suck it in. You take another peach and start stuffing me, my pussy sucks it inside again. You lean down and lick my pussy. You lick all of the juices and lick the cream out of me lapping me up in your mouth, sucking on my lips. You tease me as you suck the peaches out of me and bite them as they come Anadolu Yakası Escort out onto my lips. You tell me how good this tastes.

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I want to be stuffed by you.

You take the Chinese balls and place them inside of me, one by one. They fill me up. You use astroglide on my pussy. You have me completely stuffed now and you are gently stuffing your fingers into my pussy with the balls. You can hear the balls chiming inside of me as you roll your fingers inside of me, moving the balls against me.

You reach in with your fingers and have to stuff your fingers deep to pull them out. One slides out and you can feel my juice coming. You put astroglide on your fingers and start stuffing my hole. You gently go in a circular direction, slowly spreading me apart with your fingers. You go in and out slowly, each time feeling a little bit deeper inside of me. I can feel your fingers on the walls of my pussy. It feels so good when you massage it in and out and in a circle. You start feeling me grow wider inside.

You keep me wet and continue going in a circle as you go deeper into my pussy with your fingers. One by one you add more to stuff me. You have four fingers inside of me and you are slowly going in and out of my pussy, spreading my hole wide for your excitement. You gently take your hand out of me. You know you will get all of me in a little while.

You bring my hips up to see your prize. My hole is wide from your partial fisting. You put more astroglide on your fingers and one by one go back into me. You gently ream me in and out while lubricating my pussy so it is so wet your hand glides into me. You make me squirt on your hand. You gently push your hand in and out and slowly spread my pussy so wide your whole fist is almost inside of me. You make me squeal and then you pull out of me. You look at my pussy. My hole is wide open, you lick on me and suck me. You suck on my tits and play with my hole with two fingers. Gently massaging my pussy to your satisfaction.

You grab the 10″ dildo you brought.

You untie my hands and bring them down next to my ankles. You spread me wide and tell me to not move. You try to get the tip into me, but it is too big. You squirt the tip and my clit with more astroglide. You rub it on my pussy and begin to push it in.

You tell me what a good girl I am and how you are going to stuff me with this big fat cock. You inch it into me. You make me tell you I love it going into me. You pull it in and out slowly. My pussy is getting worked. You stuff my open hole with a banana and squirt me with chocolate syrup. You stuff cherries in my hole and suck them out to eat them. You begin to eat the banana out of me slowly, pushing it in and out as you suck it completely out of me. It is so moist you can’t stand it. You smear me and lick me.

You suck my pussy more and more. You squirt me with water and suck ice cubes out of me. My lips are on fire.

You turn me over onto my knees. You caress me and finger fuck me from behind. You prop me up on pillows so my legs are spread up and wide for your tongue and fingers to have their way with me.

You make me moan. You rub my clit.

You tell me you are going to teach me another lesson. You grab the 10″ dildo and start spreading my legs further. You come up under me and start fucking my pussy from the bottom, stuffing the cock inside me and talking nasty as you move it in and out of me and make me spread my legs wider for you. You want me deep.

You turn me over. I lay there so weak. I have had so much pleasure. You start sucking my breasts. You start going harder sucking like you want to suck something out of them. You know you are turning me on.

You lay me down one last time. You spread me out and start stuffing my pussy with different small objects to feel around inside of me. You like going in and out of me. It gives you the power. You stuff me with another vibrator and show me you are the boss. You bring me to climax and then take it away. You are in control and you know it.

You begin to lick my pussy again. You suck on it and suck on it, licking me to a point that I feel like I’m going to explode

You want me to squirt on you. You’re going to make me and you tell me so.

You bring my pussy to your lips again. You pull your cock out of your pants. This is the first time I’ve seen your cock. It is at least an 8″ Kartal Escort cock. It is thick and I now I know why you had to work me so much to open my pussy so your cock would fit inside my tight pussy.

You spread my legs apart. You gently put your cock on the entrance to my pussy. I can feel how hot you are. You put the tip inside of me. I want the whole thing and you can feel me tremble toward your cock in desire.

You push your cock inside of me, and you pull out. One more inch, and out. Each time you go back in deeper. You start to feel full with your cock. I can see you have more inches to go, your cock is only halfway in.

You keep pumping me. You are spreading me so wide and filling my pussy up with your cock my pussy feels ready to explode in pain and pleasure.

You tell me to squirt on you. I squeeze my pussy around your cock and you feel the juices drip onto your hard cock. You pump me deeper. You fill me up with your whole cock. You are pumping me so hard it hurts. I scream and you come out a little bit but to give me relief from the big cock. You slide gently back into me holding your cock up against the top of my pussy. you tell me this is your pussy. You are pulling my ass into you so I can’t get away from your big cock as it goes deeper each time and I moan.

You start fucking me without moving. You are deep inside me and I begin to collapse. My legs go limp as you thrust me. You have my legs spread open in our arms holding me as wide as you can, you keep pumping me deeper with your cock. Your cock is getting bigger and pumping me full and spreading my pussy to the max. I feel so stuffed.

You lift my lefts up and spread me apart again. You push my legs above my head and spread me out. You hold me down while you penetrate me with your cock. You go deep. You tell me to squirt on you again as you pump me deeper and push my legs up. You have me pinned with my legs spread up for you. I can feel your cock as far up inside me as I have ever felt.

You pump me and pull out as I squirt. You pump me in and out and as you come out I squirt on you again. Your cock goes deeper and deeper in me as you pull my legs up and further apart. You pump me until I scream. You are pounding me. You are hurting me. You pound me three more times and pump me full of your cum You pull out of me and my pussy starts squirting all over. Your cum is all over me.

You pull me down in the bed again and you start sucking out my pussy. You are licking me dry and sucking me while I am squirting all over you. You finger fuck me and keep me squirting in your mouth. You are sucking it out of me. You won’t stop.

You have excited me so much I can’t stop squirting on you as you suck me. You suck me and suck me. You get your suction on me and hold my lips with your tongue while your tongue goes inside my wet hole. It feels so good when you suck me that way.

You stop sucking and licking me when I feel dry. You spread me out looking at my red swollen pussy and my wide hole. You pump me again, seeing my pussy makes your cock so hard.

You pump me and pump me until you come in me again. You suck me again and start licking my clit. I start to squirt again. You finger fuck me again, adding two fingers and three as you go deeper. You stretch me and put your fourth finger in. You massage in a circular motion, opening me up. My pussy walls open for you and your hand slides in. I can feel your hand inside of me.

You fondle me inside, stroking the walls inside of me. You start twisting your hand inside of me. You gently start pulling out. There is so much pressure it is tight like a cork. You pop your hand out of me. I squirt again and you praise me for being good. You know it felt good but it hurt me too.

You lick me dry and suck on me a little more. You put your Chinese balls in me and stuff me in and out. My pussy is so wet. I have the balls inside of me and you put your cock inside me again. I cum again and again. You pull out.

You cannot resist so you fuck me one more time. I spread my legs willingly for you to pump me. I am so wide now your cock fits perfectly. You pump me in and out. You pull out. You pull me up and lay down on the bed. You put me on top of you and tell me to ride your cock.

I mount you slowly and start pumping you up and down. I pull your cock slowly with my pussy and I move up and push down filling up my pussy with your thick cock.

I pump on you until your whole dick is deep inside me and I lay down on you. I rub my tits on your chest. I squeeze you up a little deeper until your cock is on the spot and I squirt on you again. I can feel you squirting inside me. My pussy is throbbing. I push your cock up as I spread my legs further so you can go deeper onto my spot. I bear down on you so your tip rubs me in the right spot. I squirt everywhere. You pull me up and down onto you as you hit my spot. I ride you until we are sopping wet.

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Oh! Please don’t stop! Oh Fuck! I’m almost there….
Oh…oh…

*beep beep beep*

Ugh! The sound of my alarm ruined a perfect dream. My fingers were toying with my nipples as my hips wiggled in anticipation of my dreamtime orgasm. As I groggily stretch and begin to focus, I remember what day it is. My lover is coming home today! This is my last morning waking alone.

In just 3 short hours, I’d be in the arms of the man I love and by far the best lover I’ve ever had. It isn’t that he has the body of a god or a cock like a porn star. Rather, he is erotic…sensual…adventurous. Oh, don’t get me wrong – he has an amazing cock. It’s just the right size for any and every opportunity and hard as a rock. Any bigger and it would be too big for some of my favorite activities. He is tough looking, tattoos covering his arms and well placed scars that give him that air of intrigue and add to his sexual draw. The thing about him that captured me, however, is this amazing air about him that makes me want to share every sexual fantasy and kink with him. I find myself dreaming of other things I want to try – things I’d never even thought of before – and full of an uncontrollable desire to share them all with him. As I do, it causes me to develop new kinks and desires. He encourages me to express them openly as we explore each and every idea together.

One hand has now slipped between my thighs and seeks out the wetness between my legs. It takes only a moment for me to find that warm spot. I get so wet. I used to be so self conscious about how wet I’d get. One of the first times we were having sex, I was mortified when I could hear the squishy sounds as he was pumping in and out. Later he told me how hot it was to hear my pussy snapping with wetness.

Now my fingers were sliding in and out of me. When they were thoroughly moist, I slipped them into my mouth and tasted my wetness. I love the sweet taste and musky smell. My body is quickly remembering the dream I was rudely awaken from as the fingers from my other hand brush over and tweak each nipple in turn. As I feel my orgasm approaching, I force myself to stop so I can get out of bed and get myself ready.

Today would be perfect.

I got out of bed and headed for the shower – my body still aching to be touched. The water felt Manavgat Escort Bayan so good as it cascaded down my shoulders and over my breasts. I longed to touch myself again but knew I should wait. I lathered up a washcloth and began to spread the soapy substance over my entire body. As the rough material of the washcloth brushed over my erect nipples, I heard myself moan out loud. I lathered my thighs and my ass and ached to be touched. As I rinsed myself, I allowed my figures to stroke my pussy lips one more time.

Oh god! I needed the touch of my lover. Toys and fingers are fun but nothing brings as much pleasure as his cock. He knows how to slide along my slit without penetrating me…how to tease me and make me wet…how to push me to my limit and make me gasp when he suddenly and without warning plunges deeply into my pussy. All this daydreaming had my fingers wandering again. I decided that I should prepare my pussy for my lover – so I could feel every bit of every move he made.

I reached for the shaving cream and the razor. I spread my legs widely – admiring my protruding clit and swollen pussy lips. Lathering myself up, I slide the razor over my entire pussy area – making sure that the skin is soft and smooth from ass to pussy to pubic mound. Soon I am bare and silky smooth. Mmmm! He loves this look and his hard cock against my smooth skin always brings me right to the edge of orgasm. I decide to make today perfect in every way and I turn off the shower to start my primping.

Wrapping my hair in one towel, I grab another fluffy yellow towel and slowly pat my skin dry. I reach for my favorite fragrance of body lotion and rub it into all of my skin. It makes every inch of my body soft and everything about me smells inviting. I next find a dark red nail polish and polish my finger and toe nails. I know how much he loves high heels on me and I want my feet to look perfect.

Next I dry my hair and apply my make-up. I go for a simple look with understated colors but rich red lipstick that will so nicely contrast against his cock. I can’t wait to feel his cock slide deeply in and out of my mouth. I love struggling to pull him in deeper until I have taken him all the way down to the base. He always moans when use my lips to tighten and loosen around him Manavgat Escort as my tongue plays over the length of his shaft and my fingers gently run over his balls. Tonight I’d remind him exactly what I mean when I tell him that I’m a lady in public and a whore in the bedroom. His whore. I will please him in every way he desires.

I look at the clock. The shower and primping took longer than I though. I will be in his arms in just 90 minutes!

I mist myself with his favorite perfume and turn to the closet. I pull out my highest heeled strappy black sandals, my shortest skirt, and my most daring shirt. A sheer, lacey, front hook bra acts like a frame to my breasts and the matching thong will complete my look.

Before clasping my bra, I add a special piece of jewelry. This necklace was a gift from my lover but wearing it is a gift to us both. To the average person, it would appear to be just a long simple chain that finds itself slid inside of my shirt. The truth, however, is that it is a long chain with nipple attachments on each end. After tweaking and teasing my left nipple, I slide an adjustable cuff around it and tighten around the base. This tightness maintains the nipple erection and makes it obvious to anyone looking at me that I am very turned on. The chain crosses from my left nipple, over my right shoulder, behind my neck, over my left shoulder, and I attach the other end to my right nipple. Every movement I make now causes my nipples to be tugged lightly which in turn causes my pussy to quickly moisten.

I continue dressing and slide on my thong and wiggle into my skirt. The skirt appears to be a modest mini until I slip into my 3 inch heels. Suddenly the skirt looks very short and I am very aware of how I can move to increase my lover’s viewing pleasure.

I next put on my revealing shirt. With the subtle sheerness of my shirt, my jewelry could be seen through the bra and shirt when the light hit just right. The deep V neck allows me to show as much or as little as I like, just by the way I move.

I’m nearly ready – in every way. I comb out my hair and throw it loosely in a clip on my head. Later I’ll let my hair fall free. I know that at some point, my hair will be in the hands of my lover as he pulls me closer, and thrusts deeper into my Escort Manavgat pussy or ass.
I can’t stop myself anymore.
My nipples are being teased with every movement. The thought of my lover sliding his cock into my ass has caused me to moan out loud. The tingling of my clit as my thong slides over it and my naked pussy lips has me needing more. The smell of sex is in the air and I want to cum. I sit on the edge of my bed and view myself in my dresser mirror. I open my legs and see my pussy lips swollen with desire and start playing with my clit. Moving my shoulders around causes my nipples to be pulled. I slide my panties aside and open my pussy lips with one hand and begin sliding the fingers of my right hand inside of me – all the while, watching myself in the mirror.
I start with one finger – it is so wet. I wiggle it all around inside me in big circles and then thrust it in and out. In moments I’ve gotten both a second and a third finger deeply thrusting into my pussy. I wonder how many fingers I can get in. I’m so wet…how much could I really take? I’m pumping 3 fingers in and out quickly now – feeling my orgasm approaching. I wiggle them around, spreading them within me and then sliding them in and out again. I pull them from my pussy and put them in my mouth. So wet. So sweet. Soon I’ll be sucking my cum off my lover’s cock. I tug sharply on my chain and moan out loud as I again slide the three fingers in again. I add my pinky – leaving just my thumb to play with my clit. I wanted to try for 5 fingers but it was too late. My orgasm flows over me hard and unexpectedly. I feel my pussy tighten around my fingers in a pulsating rhythm. My pussy juices fill my hand and have started running down my thighs. I slide out of my panties and use them to dry myself up as much as possible. I then suck and lick my fingers purposely leaving a bit of my juices on my lips.

I pack up my panties and put them in my handbag. The first kiss I share with my lover will have my pussy juices on my breath. I’ll have to pick him up at the airport. I have to leave soon. I’ll keep teasing myself and licking my fingers all the way to the airport – just to make sure he can taste what I do. After kissing him hello, I’ll slip the wet panties into his hand. He’ll not be able to control himself. I wonder if we can find a private place to fuck at the airport. I want him to fuck me…my pussy, my throat, my ass…any and everything. I slide my fingers in my pussy again – and back to my lips and tongue.

Time to go…which of my sexual fantasies will he fulfill first? In 30 minutes I’ll know.

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My parents stayed in my guest room over the long weekend before returning home to Chicago. During that time my boyfriend David slept on the couch. This was the first time they all were meeting and I was nervous to say the least. On some levels I still craved their approval and knew that they would never accept him. They were strict and lived in the sheltered bubble of suburbia while he was an artist who painted nude subjects, me included.

Neither of my parents appreciated the arts and that posed a problem. David was optimistic and had separate private talks with each of them, the longest being with my father. He was scheduled to fly to Boston the day after my parents left so our time alone was limited and therefore precious. David, always the gentleman, was respectful of my parents and never attempted to molest me in their presence. Even when we were alone, we only held hands or innocently rubbed backs. At the farmers market he put his arm around me as we strolled behind my father. When my mother came back with the produce, she and I strolled behind them. Our conversation went back and forth from trivial to essential matters. Most of it concerned David. I giggled when she talked about his walk. I had always enjoyed David’s walk. It was sexy and rhythmic as if he were floating to a private cadence in his head.

Back at the house David put the fruit away. My parents and I sat around the kitchen table and he leaned casually against the counter near the sink. David held a peach and cut slices eating them one by one off of the blade. As he did this, his eyes drew me in wholly and pierced something deep inside. He was only teasing me because my parent’s backs were facing him so they couldn’t see. It was as if we were the only two people in the room. I was mesmerized by his simple actions. Cut a piece of fruit, lift it to mouth, suck it from the knife, and give me the look… cut a piece of fruit, lift it to mouth, suck it from the knife, and give me the look. The same thing over and over and over. I knew exactly what he was thinking because I was thinking the same thing. Our sexual tension was building with not so much as a kiss to pacify it. That night we rented a movie and David sat on the floor between my legs. I wondered Manavgat Escort Bayan if he could sense my aroused sex from his close proximity. That night I masturbated in the shower wondering if he was doing the same.

The next day after an early lunch my parents left and we were alone at long last. After seeing them off, we returned to my empty house. David backed me up against the door standing so close that our bare feet were touching. I knew that if I allowed him to have me in this moment, things would never be the same again. Making love would be our pledge to each other, an unspoken vow that would usher in forever. Once we made intimate body contact, there would be no turning back. I trembled with nervousness as he gazed upon me. “Our buffer is gone.” I mumbled, thinking of my parents.

David stepped closer and tilted his head opposite mine. We were so close that his nose brushed mine as he spoke. “Your folks seem to like me.”

“They appreciate the way you treat me, and how you want to make an honest woman of me.” I swallowed then took shallow breaths. These last few days had been nice but now we had to get to the business at hand. Things were still unsettled… unresolved.

“And I appreciate their appreciation.” He reached for my waist but stopped short. I didn’t know why he refused to touch me but I took it as a sign. We were finally alone and he didn’t attempt so much as a hug. Maybe he was here for reasons other then I thought.

I slipped from his grasp feeling rejected and began to clear the lunch dishes.

David grabbed several plates from the table and followed me into the kitchen. He sat them in the sink then followed me back to the table. I was cautious when he took the glasses from my hands and led me to my bedroom. It was the first time he had seen it in all of these days. My home was curiously void of any memories of our relationship. There were no trinkets, mementos or photos. My only reminder of him was the blue topaz trillion that had hung around my neck and a picture of him with wet hair that I kept in my nightstand and pulled out on lonely nights. David stopped in the middle of the room and unbraided my hair to let it fall around my shoulders. Manavgat Escort “Wendy honey?”

Suddenly we were in the midst of the conversation started a week ago. The conversation that my parent’s phone call with news of a visit interrupted, “I can be the woman you want.” I whispered.

“All I need is for you to be the woman you are.” There was heat on my shoulder, his kiss… his touch. David undressed me and his fingers caressed my waiting skin.

I closed my eyes and followed his lead, falling deeper by the second. “Help me…” I didn’t know who I was asking or what I was asking for.

“We’ll help each other…” There was an arm around my waist. I felt his apology growing stiff against my behind. That familiar stiffness I had tried to forget. “…and I forgive you.”

I eased back and acknowledged his statement. “Promise me that.”

David’s promise came in the form of a nuzzle. He buried his face in my hair and inhaled deeply like it was an intoxicant. When he exhaled it was something between a moan and a sigh. Deep and heavy like this moment.

“I don’t believe you…” Since it was my fault, my lie that had separated us the first time, I needed to be sure.

He promised again, this time in the form of a nip to the shoulder.

“Are we ever going to be apart?”

David’s hands reached in front of me and traveled to my zipper. I took the sound of its dissention as the answer no. He rested his chin on my shoulder and we stood cheek to cheek looking at the bed. David reassured me verbally too, “You are the love of my life. I have no doubts.”

I turned around to face him, ecstatic as I stepped out of my pants. I wanted a kiss but he pulled away and dropped down on one knee.

A ring was in his hand. He held it near my finger. “Am I the one for you?”

“Yes, you always have been… you never stopped being…” I rambled as he slipped the ring on my left hand.

David pressed his face to my vagina and laid purposeful kisses through the sheer black fabric of my undergarments. Tremors spiked down my back as moistness soaked through from both directions. Soon the wet panties were cast aside like my slacks. I stood there shivering, not from being semi Escort Manavgat nude in the cold room but from the actions of his cunning tongue. I placed my hands on his shoulders to brace myself but I couldn’t keep my self from moving… it felt too damn good. I met his tongue strokes with my moving hips. My body thrashed and bumped his face but he pressed on, steadying me by holding my behind… caressing it… massaging it… owning it… branding it. David was reclaiming my body as his own, and I was coming willingly.

“You taste so good.” He teased.

“Like…” I panted, catching my breath from all of the attention, “…like the peach… you were eating…”

“Sweet and juicy.”

My fingers were tangled through his hair and the smell of my sex was filling the room. It trickled down my thighs and gushed into his mouth. David didn’t stop after my orgasm, his attention turned to my sensitive spot, sucking it until I couldn’t recognize my own moans. My voice was uncontrollably raw and ragged. I didn’t hide that fact because David needed to hear what I was being reduced to. And he knew. I could tell by his ardency that he was enjoying himself. My heart pounded inside of my chest in sync with my lower region. When my legs quivered then gave out, he caught me as I slid down to the floor. David’s skillfulness had brought me to my knees twitching and writhing in waves of pleasure. We were face to face and I tasted my sex in his kiss. Our tongues danced nonstop for a quarter hour. They started out tender, until once again my insides were throbbing for him… aching. And that was reflected in my kiss. The hunger had set in. I was remembering our past and imagining a future that I thought could never happen. My thoughts drove the actions of my hands. Suddenly his chest is bare and his pants unfastened. I had made it clear what I wanted. The connection was electric and a new level of fever overtook my body. Apology accepted.

“This is forever.” He professed.

“It has to be.” The tears in my misty eyes had begun to flow.

He held me close letting my after spasms penetrate his body too. “I love you.”

“And I love you.” I was drunk with passion as we moved to my bed and made love. We barely slept for the remainder of the night, lost in the haze of rekindled love. Each time we were together my orgasm was his priority so he was uninhibited. My body had never known such pleasure and my heart has never been so full. David was living inside of the moment and living inside of me.

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I awoke alone Friday morning wondering why my husband wasn’t still with me. We had shared an incredible oral sex session late last night and I had hoped to give him another sexy blow job when we woke.

Slipping on my robe and after stopping in the bath room to pee I made my way down stairs.

Barry was sitting at the kitchen table reading the sports section.

“Last night was incredible.” I said.

He looked up from the paper and with a rather distasteful tone in his voice he said. “I hope so cause I missed the come back of the century. The Bucs scored three TD’s in the fourth quarter and beat the Colts by 2.”

I didn’t fully understand until he added. “I copped out on the guys to come home and service you and missed the best come back in years.”

I was instantly pissed at him and nearly screamed. “Service me!”

He just shook his head yes.

“You fucking bastard if I remember correctly it was me that got down on my knees and sucked you off.” I hissed.

Barry looked up again and just said. “What ever.”

Tears welled up in my eyes. This fucking football zombie would rather watch a fucking game instead of having me suck his cock and swallow his sticky cum load. I turned and ran up the steps to the bed room.

Flopping down on the same bed where we cuddled so tenderly after incredible shower sex I cried my eyes out for nearly an hour. And the longer I cried the more enraged I got.

His words “service me” burned into my brain. I’d show him about servicing someone. He wouldn’t get close to being serviced until long after the pro bowl if at all.

I heard the faint sound of the garage door opening and knew the bastard was leaving for the office. In my fit of rage I fumbled through my purse and found Franklin’s business card. Staring at it for a moment I thought about his massive cock and how it would feel stuffed in my throat.

My mind raced wondering if I should call him now. After all it was only a little past nine in the morning and he was most likely hard at work already. I knew once I dialed the number printed on his card I would be obligated to make good on the gauntlet I’d thrown down for him to fuck my mouth with every inch of his enormous black cock.

I wasn’t sure I was up for the challenge and returned his card to the secret compartment in my purse.

Even though I decided not to contact Franklin I was still mad enough that I knew I wanted another man’s cock buried inside me today. Perhaps Sam would be interested in a Friday afternoon roll in the hay. If not I could always head to the mall and spend a couple hundred of that bastards hard earned dollars.

I slipped into a pink lace thong and slid a similar colored sun dress over my head. A pair of delightful pink pumps and a quick brushing of my hair prepared me for what ever came my way today.

I giggled thinking perhaps I’d come home to my son of a bitch husband with the smell of another man’s cum on my skin.

As I sipped a cup of coffee at the breakfast table I picked up my phone and dialed Sam’s number. It rang twice then went to his voice mail.

His greeting was. “Hi Sam here. Sorry I couldn’t take your call but if you’ll leave your name and number I’ll call you back as soon as I can.”

I waited for the beep then left him a message. “Hi Sam it’s Margaret. It’s about ten o’clock Friday morning and I was wondering if you might be free this afternoon. I need to see you baby. Call me?”

After leaving him a message I decided to head for the mall. After all the mall was full of horny men who’d jump at the chance to fuck a hot little MILF.

I left the top up on the Benz and as I backed out of the garage I noticed Chuck Sampson our next door neighbor trimming the shrubs between our properties.

I pushed the window button and as the glass glided down I smiled at Chuck and said. “Morning Chuck you’re hard at work already.”

Chuck set his electric trimmer down next to the bushes and walked over to the passenger side of the Benz. “I’ve been at this since eight this morning Peg. Should be done in another hour or so.” Chuck said.

“The shrubbery looks good.” I said.

He smiled at me and replied. “Thanks Peg I like keeping the bush trimmed.”

Chuck is a retired attorney and spends his retirement working around the house and playing an occasional round of golf. He’s a little overweight and has thinning hair but is still quite a handsome man.

“Where you off to Peg?” He asked.

I smiled and replied. “A little shopping at the mall.”

Chuck always paid attention to me when we are outside at the same time and I often wondered if he ever cheated on his wife Millie who is a little more than over weight.

“Gonna spend some of Barry’s hard earned money are ya?” Chuck asked.

I grinned widely and replied. “As much as possible.”

He straightened up as he said. “Well have a good time.”

“I’ll try.” I said as Chuck turned and headed back to his work.

As I backed the rest of the way out the drive I wondered Alanya Escort Bayan if perhaps Chuck would be interested in spending a couple hours working on me. I dispelled the idea knowing that cock was too close to home.

It’s a short ten minute drive to the mall and there were lots of parking spaces close to the entrance at ten fifteen in the morning.

Slipping the Benz into park I pulled down the visor and flipped open the vanity mirror. My hair didn’t need any attention but I took the time to apply some pale pink lip gloss and a squirt or two of perfume just in case I ran into an inviting cock this morning.

Shoe stores are a Margaret magnet and my favorite is Just for Her an upscale shop that always has something I really like. Their inventory ranges from sandals to stilettos with the added advantage of being very expensive a bonus since I wanted to part my football zombie bastard husband with as much of his money as possible today.

As I turned the corner and walked slowly between their short display windows the two young men that had the morning shift both looked toward me. One of them wore a long sleeve white shirt a red neck tie and tight navy blue slacks. The other a taller but clearly younger man had on a green vee neck sweater and khaki pants.

I spend some time looking over the offerings in their display and making a mental note of several I’d like to try on. Trying on shoes is one of my favorite past times. Shoe salesmen mall wide cringe when I enter their shops.

I turned and smiled widely at the two young studs as I entered the store.

The older one stepped from behind the counter and said. “Morning ma’am can I help you?”

“Yes you can.” I replied with a smile on my lips.

As he approached I noticed his eyes look down then up again then he offered. “Have a seat. Which style caught your eye?”

I smiled again and asked to see a pair of black pumps that were in the middle of the display window.

He slid a fitting stool in front of the chair I had taken and asked. “Do you know your size ma’am?”

“It’s usually a seven but sometimes an eight depending on the shoe.” I replied.

His eyes roamed up and down my form as he suggested. “Let me measure your foot just to be sure.”

“Okay.” I answered as he reached around and pulled the size ruler from the container attached to the back of his fitting stool.

I crossed my legs as he reached to slip my pink pump off my foot. “These are very pretty.” He offered as he removed my shoe.

I grinned and said. “Well thank you I try to take care of my feet.”

He looked up at me with a confused expression on his face then said. “I was talking about your pumps ma’am.”

“Oh excuse me.” I replied wiggling my toes at him.

I often flirt with shoe sales men and even at this early hour I could tell he would be a willing recipient of any flirtatious gestures on my part.

He guided my heel to the butt end of the size ruler and leaned forward to read the size. “Looks like a seven will be perfect.”

I lifted my leg and slowly crossed it over the other making my self comfortable as he stood and said. “Let’s see you wanted to try on style 4987 I believe.”

“I guess for starters yes.” I said not knowing if the pumps I was looking at were style 4987.

“Just a moment ma’am.” He said as he turned and walked toward the stock room.

His counter part was leaning against the wall behind the register and I smiled at him when I caught him gawking at me.

A moment later my young sales man returned to the sales floor but instead of coming directly to where I was seated he side stepped behind the counter and bent over.

As he again approached he kind of grinned and said. “State law requires that you wear socks while trying on shoes ma’am.”

He extended his hand which was holding a pair of white knee high stockings. They are the type that nurses wear under their pants and in fact I’d seen Chuck’s wife Millie wearing them under the house coats she always seems to be dressed in. The stockings look dingy and quite wrinkled. There was no way I was going to slip my feet into those disgusting stockings.

“They will never do.” I exclaimed.

He offered. “Perhaps we have something on our special discount table over there that will suffice.”

I stood up and kind of limped over with one shoe on to the large round table where their discounted hose were displayed.

Flipping several items over I found the cutest pair of ankle high white stockings with a tiny lace fringe around the top. They were marked $7.99 which I thought was rather high for a discounted item.

“These will do.” I remarked as I turned and limped back to my seat.

He was already seated on the fitting stool as I slipped by my leg touched his thigh. Sitting down I lifted my foot toward him and he slipped off my other shoe placing it on the floor under his stool.

His eyes again moved up then down taking in my shapely form.

I smiled knowing Alanya Escort he was probably undressing me with his eyes.

“I’ll get these.” I said as I slipped the cute lace fringed socks from the wrapper.

He leaned back giving me a little more room and I lifted on leg off the seat to slip the sock over my sexy toes. His eyes watched as the material slid over my heel and I pulled it tight up around my ankle. I folded the tiny lace fringe down over the top of the sock.

Knowing he was watching me so intently when I lifted my second foot I gave him a view of my shapely thigh letting my sun dress slip up over my knee. His eyes widened some what but the view didn’t seem to distract him much. I assumed he’d had ample opportunities to look up woman’s dresses before so my little show didn’t faze him in the least.

As I folded the lace down on the second sock he reached down and lifted a shoe box into his lap.

“Here we are.” He said as he flipped the lid off and slid it under the bottom of the shoe box.

The black pumps I had selected had about a three inch heel and were your basic black evening type shoe. Good for dancing and perhaps mingling at a party but no where near high enough to be considered fuck me kind of shoes.

He pointed the back of the shoe toward me holding it under and just in front of the heel. His free hand slipped behind my ankle just above the lace trim of my new stockings. My toes slipped into the pump and his skillful hand somehow produced a shoe horn to assist my heel over the stiff back of the shoe.

For the second or two that his hand held my leg I could tell he had very soft hands.

“Always try on both shoes ma’am.” He suggested then added. “No two shoes or feet are exactly the same.

We repeated the same movements but with the second his hand lingered a moment longer on the back of my ankle and I was able to confirm that he indeed has very soft and rather skillful fingers.

Standing up I took a step or two and felt a slight twinge of pain in my toes. “Kinda narrow.” I offered.

“They’ll stretch.” He suggested.

As I walked a little more the leather did give a tiny bit but my toes were still quite firmly held in place by the leather material.

I stepped in front of a viewing mirror and moved my feet to see how I looked wearing this pair of classic black pumps.

The white stockings and lacy tops accentuated the shoes and I thought to my self “I could build a rather kinky maid costume with this foot wear as a starting point.

Knowing I seldom get a chance or wish to wear such a formal pair of heels I turned and asked. “Do you have something similar but with a little higher heel?”

“I believe I do.” He replied then said. “Frank grab me a pair of 9321’s in size eight would ya?” Speaking to his counterpart.

Frank jumped into action and in a second disappeared into the stock room.

“New guy.” He said.

“You the manager?” I asked.

He grinned and answered. “Yep.” Then added. “Let me slip these off.”

His soft hand lingered even longer on my ankle as he slipped my foot out of the three inch heels.

Frank being the quote unquote new guy was apparently having trouble finding the 9321’s that his boss had requested.

After an anxious moment he said. “Excuse me please ma’am.”

“Sure take your time.” I said then added. “I have all morning.”

Just as the store manager was about to enter the stock room Frank rounded the corner carrying a box. “Found them Bill.” He said proudly.

He handed the box to my salesman who turned and uttered as he did. “Two points for you Frank.” Shaking his head side to side as he walk back to his fitting stool.

Taking a seat on the stool Bill smiled at me. “Sorry about the delay.”

“No problem Bill.” I replied addressing him using his name now that Frank had inadvertently given me that information.

Bill removed both shoes from the box and held them up offering me a look at the style. These were also black but had higher heels.

“How high are they?” I asked.

“Four and a half inches ma’am.” He replied.

“Hmmmm… that’s more like it.” I replied.

“Let’s see how a size eight fits.” Bill suggested.

I lifted my leg making sure he would get a good look up my thigh as he again used his soft skillful hands to slip my foot into the shoe.

Rather then returning my foot to the floor I lifted my leg to get a look at how high the heels were. I unknowingly gave Bill a wider look at my thighs not the underside but the silky smooth flesh between . He smiled widely at me as I realized he was enjoying the view.

I let him slip my other foot into the shoe without giving him a second chance to look up my dress.

Standing on these higher heels I felt taller and quite sexy. I moved toward the mirror again and viewed the shoes and my legs together. The higher the heel the better my legs looked and with the white lacy socks I thought it was a rather sexy image.

Turning Escort Alanya to Bill I asked. “Does your wife wear heels this high?”

He smiled at me as I walked slowly back to where he was watching me move. One sexy foot directly in front of the other moving my hips slightly in a seductive motion.

“Not married ma’am.” Bill answered as I approached his stool.

I leaned down and whispered in his ear. “Don’t you think these heels scream fuck me?”

His jaw dropped and his eyes widened as he heard me use a word that I assumed not many of his customers used.

I sat down across from him a wide smile on my lips. I thought “Time to turn up the heat a little.”

“What do you think Billie.” I asked.

He wasn’t sure if I was asking him what he thought about the shoes screaming fuck me or not and as he blushed slightly he said. “They look very nice on you ma’am.”

I smiled sheepishly at him knowing what he was thinking wasn’t the same as what he said.

“I don’t suppose you have this style in red do you.” I asked as I again lifted my leg and gave him a peek between my thighs.

Bill was catching on finally and jumped at the chance to try and shock me.

“We do have it in red ma’am but I think the red ones might make you look like a whore.” He said with a wide grin on his lips.

He and I were quickly getting into a flirtatious shock match and I smiled as I leaned forward and whispered. “What makes you think I’m not a whore.”

Bill shot back so only he and I could hear. “Whores don’t spend three hundred dollars on shoes ma’am.”

I was still smiling as I replied. “And not all whores charge for their sexual favors.”

His eyes widened as I figured he thought of having me fuck him wearing those whorish red heels flashed through his mind.

I grinned at him and said. “How bout you let me decide if the red ones are good for me or not.”

“Certainly.” He replied then stood to retrieve the red heels from the stock room.

I noticed him nod at Frank as he walk away and Frank quickly followed Bill into the stock room.

It took longer than expected for Bill to return I assumed because he was telling Frank that I was coming on to him.

When he did he was carrying three shoe boxes. As he sat down in front of me I thought I noticed a slight bulge in his slacks and I always accept the challenge of seeing if I can make a man’s trouser bulge grow.

“I took the liberty of bringing a couple extra pair for you to consider ma’am.” Bill explained.

Bill flipped the lid off the first box which contained the red heels similar to the black ones I’d just tried on.

“Let’s try these first.” He suggested.

Since I now had his undivided attention when I lifted my leg to have him slip my foot into the red heels I let my other leg move to the side giving him an even longer look up my dress than before. The grin that appeared on his face confirmed that he was able to see the tiny patch of pink lace covering my pussy.

“Now the other.” Bill said hoping to take another look at my lacy thong.

I let the hem of my sun dress slide up above my knees and gave him an eye full of creamy thighs and pink lace.

He swallowed hard and fidgeted a little on his stool as he asked. “How do they feel.”

I stood up and as I walked away from him toward the mirror at the end of the seats I replied. “They feel wonderful.” I turned to face him admiring the reflection of the shoes and my lacy socks before I added. “And they look very sexy.”

Bill smiled and replied. “I couldn’t agree more.”

“I love these. How much are they?” I asked.

Bill raised an eyebrow and replied. “Two seventy five.”

I assumed his raised eyebrow was an indication that he thought I wasn’t willing to part with that much just for one sexy pair of red high heels.

“Let me think about them.” I said not wanting him to give up hope of a good sale.

Just then Frank appeared from the stock room. His tie was loosened and he appeared to be sweating just a bit.

“Got that shipment unpacked.” He said to his boss then added. “Mind if I run over to Orange Julius?”

Billed looked at his watch for a moment then replied. “No problem take a break. I’ll see you in thirty.”

Frank smiled at me as he slipped past and headed out toward the mall.

I smiled widely at Bill as I sat back down in front of him.

Seizing the opportunity to crank up the flirtatious heat on this young bachelor I said in a very sexy tone of voice. “Finally alone.”

Bill looked up and instantly replied. “Hopefully we won’t be interrupted by any other customers.”

I just grinned at him and nodded my agreement.

“Let me see what else you picked out for me.” I asked.

Bill reached down and slid the top box off his stack of shoes and reached for the one resting on the floor.

“I think you will like these.” He said flipping the lid off and letting it fall to the carpet.

The box contained a pair of white stilettos. At least six inch spike heels that I instantly knew would be a challenge to keep my balance on.

He reached in the box and lifted one sexy shoe by the thin ankle strap holding it up for me to view.

I smiled and remarked. “Now those really scream fuck me!”

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~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Neil stood next to the bed, admiring his incredible wife as she lay sleeping. It was already close to nine on a picture-perfect Saturday morning in late July, but he’d let her sleep in, wanting to get things ready for their day ahead. It was hard not to be captured by her beauty, and it took all of his willpower not to peel down the silk sheet covering her, knowing her sexy naked body was underneath.

Ann roused as she sensed her husband staring at her. Blinking as she woke up more fully, she took a moment to focus. She was drawn to his face, his brilliant blue eyes smiling at her. Her own eyes gazed at him, the definition of his muscled bare chest and hard abdomen practically popping out. She stole a glance at his crotch, her heart fluttering from the thought of the package that was hidden behind his sexy black boxers.

“Happy birthday, babe,” he said with a bright grin, a different present in his hand.

How quickly her demeanor changed. The sight of what he was holding made her recoil; his greeting creating a reaction even she couldn’t have anticipated just seconds before.

“AGGGHHHH!” she yelled out, her fists clenched underneath the sheets as she shook her head back and forth like an angry little girl. She’d become agitated, which oddly made him laugh. “Stop it!” she snapped.

“Come on. You can’t be serious. Are you really going to let this bother you?”

“Yes,” she said, her arms folding in defiance, a pout on her angelic face.

He couldn’t help but smile because she looked so adorable lying there. He kept waiting for her to hold her breath in hope of getting her way. It was a childish reaction, but he’d seen it coming for weeks.

“Anna, this is silly. Open your present.”

“NO!” she barked.

“You’re going to like it.”

“I don’t care. I told you, I will NOT celebrate this!”

“Jeez you can be stubborn. Okay, I guess I’ll just take it back, then.”

Her eyes shifted back and forth between his face and the shiny package he was holding. She was checking his expression while thinking of what might be inside. As much as she hated to admit it, she loved when he bought her things, even though in this case she told him absolutely not to.

Caving to her inner desires, she sat up, her bare breasts coming into his view as she reached toward it. “Well… if you went to all that trouble -“

“It’s no trouble to take it back,” he grinned, pulling the perfectly wrapped box back from her reach.

She became exasperated, hating that he was teasing her like he was. Yes, it was silly. Yes, she was being stubborn. But she couldn’t help it. It was how she honestly felt.

“I DON’T WANT TO BE THIRTY!” she screamed as she fell back onto the mattress.

He knew he’d pushed too far, and he felt bad about it. Sitting on the bed next to her, he leaned down and gave her a long, sexy kiss. Her mood instantly improved. It was too hard to be mad when she had such a wonderful husband. The fact that he was sexy and shirtless made her melt; her mouth parted slightly for his tongue to slip past her lips.

When he broke away, she almost got lost in his piercing blue eyes. Then he whispered, “What did I tell you when it happened to me last year, babe?”

She thought about how he’d reacted to his milestone birthday the previous October, and how he’d handled it so much better than she was. Her voice deepened, her speech pattern becoming rather juvenile as she repeated his words. “I have two choices. Turning thirty or not turning thirty… so I should just accept it.”

“It’s a lot easier to embrace life that to fight it, Anna. You’re an amazing, smart, sexy woman… just like you were yesterday.”

“But I don’t want to be thirty!” she moaned, burying her head into his shoulder.

“Then you’re not thirty. You’re twenty-nine and twelve months,” he said as he kissed her forehead.

“Thank you,” she sighed. “Now, can I have my present?”

~*~*~*~*~*~*~

She’d started moping a few weeks prior to her actual birthday, not long after the self-absorbed ‘lesbian day’ she’d set up. Neil couldn’t put his finger on the reason for her bad mood at first. She wasn’t sick, and it was way too soon for it to be a result of PMS. She didn’t seem to be under any stress. Hell, they hadn’t had an argument in months. The closest thing to a disagreement was the day she’d orchestrated her lesbian adventure. She’d professed to be Anna Renee that day, so he’d ‘punished’ her for it. But that was more contrived than it was real; he’d used it as motivation, spanking her and reclaiming her as his after she’d spent the day in the company of nearly a half-dozen women.

He struggled to figure out what was going on. It was obvious that something was bothering her. She was quieter; less jovial. She hadn’t been eating well. It seemed like she was sleeping more, although it was hard for him to tell because he’d been on third shift. Regardless, she certainly appeared to be more tired than usual. The only thing he knew for sure was that there Alanya Escort Bayan was something on her mind.

It hadn’t affected their relationship, at least outwardly. She was still cordial to others, quick to flash her megawatt smile. She’d been outside around the house often, spending time either in the yard tending to the flowers in her beautiful landscaping, or tanning on the deck. She was also still making her phone calls to friends either on the West Coast or in Indiana while he was sleeping his odd hours. Even their sex life was normal, which for them meant that it was practically every day, and it was as inventive as ever.

But there was definitely something amiss.

His first real clue came when he innocently asked her what she’d like for her birthday the week before. He’d wanted to plan something special for her, since it was going to be what he’d thought at the time as big, fun birthday. He’d been wracking his brain trying to come up with something, but he also wanted to know if she had anything in mind. The last thing he wanted to do was ruin her day. Little did he know that she would become upset with him just for bringing up the subject.

“What do you mean you don’t want anything?” he asked with a puzzled look on his face.

“I mean… I don’t want anything,” she said rather gruffly, turning her head away from him and back to the magazine she was reading in hopes of ending the conversation.

“So you don’t want me to buy you anything for your birthday?”

“That’s what I said.”

He sat there for a moment, contemplating whether to say anything else or not. He could tell she wasn’t happy, and while he was sure her mood wasn’t caused by anything he’d done, he couldn’t help but get that impression.

“Ann, did I do something?”

“No,” she said curtly, flipping the page to look like she was intently reading, even though she’d stopped the moment he asked the first question.

“Funny, it sure feels like it.”

“Well you didn’t, so let it drop.”

“Okay, okay. I won’t bother you. I’ll just figure out what to get you on my own… no big deal. I should have done that to begin with. I don’t know what I was thinking bothering to ask you.”

“I told you, Neil… I DON’T WANT ANYTHING!”

He put up his hands, walking away. It was totally out of character for her to act like she was, but he wasn’t going to sit around and take the brunt of her sudden burst of anger. Instead he went back to the bedroom and turned on a ballgame on the TV there.

Lying on the bed, his back to the door, he sulked, now in a bad mood himself. “What the fuck was that all about?” he wondered.

She said she was sorry an hour later, telling him she had a lot on her mind lately. She didn’t offer any more details than that, and he was so miffed at that point he didn’t care to ask for them. He accepted her apology, and turned back to the TV, much like she had returned to her book, looking for the conversation to just go away.

“Do you want to make up?” she asked.

He knew what she meant. It hadn’t gotten to the point that she was Anna Renee and she was looking to be disciplined. That rarely happened anyway. But she was just feeling bad about how she’d snapped, and she wanted to make him happy. And that almost always meant some kind of sex.

But his heart wasn’t in it at the moment. He was still stinging from the way she had snapped at him.

“Not really,” he said honestly, surprised the words actually came out of his mouth.

“You d… don’t?” came her shocked reply, her voice cracking.

Turning to look again, he gave her a nasty stare. “Really? You bite my head off for asking what you’d like for a present, and then you won’t tell me why. And now you want to just fuck that away… is that it? We fuck and it never happened?”

“I said I was sorry, Neil.”

“Do you mind telling why?”

“Why I’m sorry?”

“No, Ann. Why that happened. What the hell did I do that pissed you off?”

“Nothing… I told you, I’ve just got stuff on my mind, that’s all.”

“No offense, but when the stuff on your mind makes you act like an irrational bitch toward me, I find it very unattractive.”

She started to cry, which he knew would happen as soon as he inferred that she was being a bitch. He hated himself the second he went over that line in his head. But just like her, he was now saying things without thinking them through, and damage was happening.

“I’m sorry Ann. You’re not a bitch.”

“Maybe not… but I did act like one,” she sniffed. He gave her a look, and she knew at that moment what he was telling her, especially when he turned off the television. Her tears resumed as she crawled up on the bed, burying herself in his arms. He held her for the longest time, stroking her hair as she cried; her head resting on is broad shoulders.

He didn’t offer her words, saying anything about how everything would be okay. He had no idea what was wrong, so finding comforting things to say was rather foolish. Instead he just held her, waiting Alanya Escort out the storm that had been raging inside her.

She felt his heart beating, the steady rhythm calming her. He was her rock, always there, always seeming to know exactly what to say or do to make her feel better. Even though she was guilt ridden for lashing out at him, she could feel his love. She moaned, loving how she felt safe and warm in his big strong arms. It was such a paradox. She hated what she’d done, but she loved where she was at the moment; almost making it seem worth it to make him upset so she could feel that closeness.

“Why do I do this all the time?” she questioned in her mind, a deep sigh accompanying her moment of reflection.

His hand stroked down her lower back, drawing her in closer. She felt so small, sitting inside his parted legs, curled up like a frightened kitten. The way his large frame covered hers, it was hard not to feel secure. He was sheltering her from whatever it was that was troubling her; it was just like him to take on some unseen force and protect her from it, even when it was something stupid and unfounded like her angst about getting older.

It wasn’t the older part that bothered her, really. It was more about the number. She was about to be thirty, and that wasn’t something she was taking gracefully like he had. She just didn’t know how to tell him. But she knew she had to.

Swallowing hard, she took a deep breath, summoning the courage to tell him something that she knew was absurd.

“I suppose we should talk,” she finally admitted.

“I can keep holding you if you like,” he offered, wanting her to know that he was open to whatever she needed from him at the moment.

Shifting back, her crooked smile let him know she was ready to get whatever it was that was bothering her out in the open. She took his hands in hers, facing him as she folded her legs underneath her. “I’m sorry, Neil.”

“You’ve said that. And you’re forgiven. Now what’s bothering you?”

“Okay, I’m going to tell you. But don’t judge me, and do not tell me that it’s stupid, even though it is.”

“Uh… okay.”

“I don’t want to celebrate my birthday.”

“I’m sorry… what?”

“I don’t want to celebrate it.”

“I got that message when you said you didn’t want a present. But why?”

“I don’t… I don’t want to be thirty,” she said as she stared at the mattress between them, her voice quiet and reserved. He let out a little snicker, unable to contain his smile. She peered up at him, her eyes wanting to well up again. “Don’t make fun of me, Neil.”

“Aw, Ann. I’m not making fun. But you have to admit…”

“I already told you it was stupid. But that’s how I feel. I’m really depressed about it.”

Depressed? He never considered it being something so serious. His mind flashed back to how he’d reacted to his impending divorce, comparing what he’d been through to how Ann had been acting. A lot of the same signs were there. Excessive sleeping, irritability, the lack of appetite, irrational bursts of anger. It was all there. And while the subject may have seemed rather trivial to him, there was no arguing how she was reacting to the prospect of the first digit in her age changing from a two to a three.

Squeezing her hands, he softened his stance, worried that this was going to become something much bigger. “I’m sorry, babe. I never would have dreamed you’d be so upset. I… I’m not sure what to say.”

“There’s nothing to say. I just have to deal with it. But I don’t want to celebrate getting older, I know that.”

“What’s bothering you about it?”

“Well, duh… the getting old part!”

“Okay, you don’t have to get snippy.”

“Sorry,” she said with a pout, her eyes falling back to the mattress.

“Do you realize how incredible you are?”

“Don’t try to talk me into being okay with this. I’m never going to be okay with being thirty.”

“How about thirty-one?” he asked.

“What?”

“Is it the number, or is it really about getting older?”

“It’s being thirty, Neil. I just feel like my life is half over already. I love being in my twenties. It sounds so much better than being in my thirties.” She even cringed when she said it, her body visibly shaking like she had something awful crawling on her skin.

“Well, I don’t know what to say to that, other than I’m not going to love you less because you turn thirty. I’m going to love you more.”

“Why would you love me more?”

“Ann, we’ve been together a little over two years, and -“

“No we haven’t.”

“I said together, Ann. It was two years in June.”

“Oh… sorry. I thought you said married.”

“Please listen to me babe. I know you’re upset, but I meant what I said. I’m only going to love you more.”

“Why?”

“Well first of all, I need to say that you’re life isn’t half over. You’re going to around a lot longer than that.”

“Fine… whatever you say,” she grumbled.

He lifted her chin, their eyes meeting, and he smiled. “Ann, these Escort Alanya have been the best two years of my life. I look at you, and I think about who we were when we first met in high school, and then I see the woman in front of me now. We’ve both said we never would have made it if we hooked up in high school like a lot of our friends did, right?”

“Yeah.”

“And that’s because we weren’t mature enough. We hadn’t grown up yet. We got older and wiser, and then fate brought us together. That’s our story. That’s who we are together.”

“I know all of that, baby. What’s your point?”

“I look into those big, beautiful brown eyes of yours and I see how amazing, and sexy, and adventurous and… and how loving you are. I see how you’ve changed and grown. And I’m not talking about since high school. I’m talking about just in the last two years, since we’ve been together. You’re the most incredible woman I’ve ever met, Ann. I’m going to love you more, because I know in my heart that you’re only going to become sexier and hotter than you are now.”

She actually smiled and said, “And what makes you say that?”

“When I think of how you spent your twenties becoming the woman you are today, I can’t wait to spend all of our thirties with you, discovering just how much more amazing you’re going to get.”

“That sounds like a challenge,” she said as she arched an eyebrow.

“Will that make you feel better?”

“Not really. I love what you said, but I still hate the idea of being thirty, Neil. And I don’t want to celebrate it.”

He was a bit taken aback. He thought he had presented a couple of smart, valid reasons. But it wasn’t a debate. While she wasn’t as upset as she was when he’d first brought it up, that was how she felt. He could look at it like she was still being childish about the whole thing. Yet as he watched her sigh and crawl up next to him on the bed, lying her head on her pillow, he knew there was an amazing woman behind those eyes; one that just needed to be shown that the fun wouldn’t end because of an how old she was.

That became the germ of an idea, one that quickly formulated in his head. It was risky, but if he pulled it off, he thought it would work. But as with anything where risk is involved, it could also backfire, and frankly, it would end up being a huge disaster. The strange thing, at least for him, was that the plan had nothing to do with sex.

It seemed like every time either one of them planned something, that was the end game; the very reason for setting up their adventures was always so they could explore something sexual. This most certainly wasn’t, because that would make it fail for sure. This plan had a specific purpose, to help Ann come to grips with turning thirty. He was determined to do that, even if he had to take her there kicking and screaming like a little girl.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~

“Are you ready yet?” Neil bemoaned, yelling down the hallway as he waited for Ann to finish getting dressed.

“What’s the hurry?” she yelled back just before turning on the blow dryer.

“Because we’re going to be late,” he said to himself, knowing she couldn’t hear him over the noise.

She didn’t know that. She didn’t know anything, other than he was taking her out for a late lunch. He had had to insist that it wasn’t to celebrate her birthday. Instead, he reasoned that they had to eat anyway, and neither one of them was going to be in the mood to make anything after how they’d spent their morning.

While she wasn’t exactly embracing the idea of getting older, she had been a lot more civil around the house since they’d talked the week before. It helped that he had backed off, not really mentioning her birthday since then. It still weighed on her mind, but she’d found it easier to ignore the feelings that she had about it because she’d gotten it off her chest.

That all changed when he woke her up with his birthday greeting and a present. She’d reverted to her previous behavior, acting like a spoiled brat that wasn’t getting her way. She knew it was irrational and petty. And she knew it wasn’t his fault, other than he’d specifically ignored her plea not to get her anything. But he was only trying to do what any man would do that loved his wife. Make her happy.

She most certainly wasn’t at first. But she calmed, thanks to his patience and understanding. And as funny as it sounded, his little comment about saying she was twenty-nine and twelve months made her smile. It actually changed her mood.

So did the present he’d bought her. Well, presents. Inside the big box was a new outfit. She was excited when she pulled back the tissue paper, finding a pair of white denim short shorts that buttoned up the front; and a kelly-green colored tank top. It was cropped with lace around the bottom edge. It would show a lot of skin, but it wasn’t the most risqué thing he’d ever bought her. In fact, it was rather tame by her standards.

She could remember having a very similar outfit when she was a young girl, and it was one of her favorites. This was certainly a more adult version, but it more cute than sexual. There was even a pair of low cut socks that matched the color of the top, and a new pair of white Keds with kelly-green laces. She was so stunned when she pulled everything out of the box that she threw her arms around him.

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