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Curiosity was running loose in Alex’s mind. She had just been asked to watch these two people have sex. She could actually watch another couple fucking. Her mind raced at all of the possibilities. Jake was not anywhere to be seen. Alex glanced down at her watch. It was still another 45 minutes before Jake would play. She stood up and cautiously made her way across the room. Though no one was watching her, it felt like hundreds of eyes could see where she was going. Each step stimulated her clit.

By the time Alex reached the storeroom, she was panting. Her inner thighs were wet. She could hear grunting on the other side of the curtain the covered the doorway. Using one finger, she pushed the curtain a little bit to the side. She had to cover her mouth with her hand to keep from making any noise.

Behind the curtain were John and Sue. Sue was sitting on an old brown couch. Her skirt had been removed. There were no panties in sight. Her shirt was pushed up around her neck and the bra was open at the front. John’s head was buried between her legs. Alex could see the woman’s hips rocking back and forth. It was as if Sue was riding John’s face. As John shifted his position, Alex could see that he had two fingers inside Sue’s pussy. Her own pussy responded by giving a small gush of fluid. John’s fingers were ramming into the woman hard and fast. Sue’s back arched. Her breathing was ragged. John reached up with his other hand and began to pinch Sue’s nipple. The woman bucked against him, and Alex could see that he was pinching it even harder. Sue continued her shouting and moaning. Alex was pleased to see another woman enjoyed the same thing she did.

“Fuck me! Harder baby! Make me cum for her!”

Alex inhaled sharply. This woman was specifically asking to cum for her. Sue knew she would come watch what was happening behind the curtain. Sue moaning grew louder. Her legs clenched, and she let out a loud scream. John pulled away for a moment, tugging the nipple as he went. It was enough to cause Sue to pull off the couch in the direction he was tugging. Her body followed the tugging until John had her on her feet. He then stood and walked her to the arm of the couch. He grabbed hold of her right leg and bent it. Sue was standing on one leg with her other bent beneath her on the arm of the couch. John undid the front of sıcak kafa izle his pants.

The jeans dropped to the floor. Alex slid her hand down to her own clit in anticipation of seeing John’s cock. She stood in awe when he turned profile. The size of his member was incredible. She wondered how Sue was able to fit it into her mouth. It looked so thick. Alex’s eyes drifted upwards. That is when she noticed that John was looking at her. She froze. There she was holding the curtain open with one hand and playing with her clit using the other. Alex’s gaze met and held John’s.

He gave her a warm smile as his own hand began to stroke his cock. Unconsciously, he other hand found Sue’s exposed pussy. Alex looked to see that he was tugging on the clit. Sue was moaning with each small tug. Her eyes came back to John’s. He nodded his head and turned back to his wife. The massive head of his cock was resting on the lips of Sue’s cunt. She was pushing backwards, moaning for him to enter her.

John looked back to Alex as he put his hands on Sue’s hips. In one motion, he pulled her back, and Sue pushed back. Half of his cock disappeared within her. Sue let out a tremendous moan. Her head flipped back, and she was biting her lip. John pulled his hips away and then rammed himself into her again. Alex could already see Sue’s juices coating the cock. Her own fingers picked up their tempo on her clit.

Sue moaned, “God baby, get it into me. Fuck me harder.”

With the third thrust, John buried himself within Sue. Sue was shaking and whimpering. That was when John began his rapid assault on Sue’s cunt. With each thrust, Alex could see John’s cock entering and leaving Sue. Her pussy lips looked like they were made for stroking his size. Alex met his gaze again. John smiled and motioned for Alex to enter the storeroom. Alex hesitated.

John then grabbed Sue by the hair, causing her back to arch. His thrusts were becoming more intense and faster.

“Baby, we have a visitor,” he groaned aloud.

Sue’s eyes popped open as she screamed through another orgasm. Alex could see more of the juices covering John and now running down Sue’s leg.

Sue began chanting, “Fuck me for her! Fuck me for her!” She pulled her hair away from John and looked to the curtain where Alex was standing. sketchbook izle Alex was mesmerized by the sight of Sue being fucked so thoroughly. Sue’s breasts were dangling and swaying with each thrust. Alex could tell the nipples were puckered and strained, and it made her wonder all the more what it would be like to take then into her mouth. Sue’s gaze met Alex’s. Sue was smiling through her sexual chant.

Though it didn’t seem possible, John moved even faster. Alex heard a growling coming from the man. His legs began to tighten. Now, both of the lovers were staring at Alex. Both in the middle of their orgiastic passion, John grabbed Sue’s hips and pulled her all the way back. Alex could tell by the smaller, jerking thrusts that John was releasing his load within Sue. Sue was moaning was each of the smaller thrusts.

Alex was so close to orgasm. Her clit throbbed beneath her fingertips. She couldn’t believe was she had just witnessed. Just then, John pulled his cock from Sue’s pussy. It was covered with both of their juices and made a plopping noise as it left the woman’s cunt. Alex could see John’s semen running down Sue’s leg. John immediately went to sit on the couch, facing Alex. Sue held her position a moment longer. Though John was panting, his hand began stroking his cock. Alex could not keep her eyes off of his size even after he had come.

“Sue, come sit down. We aren’t finished yet,” said John. He hand was now wet and slick, sliding up and down his shaft.

Sue moved her bent leg off of the couch. She came around to sit on the arm of the couch with her feet planted on the seat cushion next to John.

“You know better than to sit with your legs closed. Open them.”

Sue immediately opened her legs. Without much warning, John pushed his head back between her legs. At her angle, Alex could see John’s tongue cleaning the lips and clit of Sue’s pussy. Alex’s eyes met Sue’s once again. The woman sat panting.

“He likes to taste both of us on me,” said Sue as she began to stroke John’s hair. “Don’t you, darlin’?”

John moaned a yes. His hand had not stopped stroking his cock. His hand moved it from base to tip in a rapid frenzy. Alex was amazed to see a man masturbating so soon after cumming.

“He likes the taste so much he’ll make himself cum again.” sometimes when we touch izle Sue held a huge smile on her face. John’s tongue continued torturing the woman’s clit. Sue leaned her head back and began moaning. She was rocking her hips again John’s tongue. Though not as strong an orgasm as the others, Sue was still twitching from the release of it. That was when John began growling again. Alex could see his legs tighten. His hand began the same smaller jerks that his hips had just performed. The cum began pouring out of his cock. Long, white strands of it shot onto the floor, his legs, and his hand. Alex didn’t think he would ever stop cumming. Finally, the amount being released dwindled. John’s body relaxed back into the couch.

Alex was so engrossed by the scene that she didn’t realize that someone was behind her. She could feel breath on her neck. Her body tensed. She jerked her hand away from her clit and spun around. Jake was the person standing behind her. His gaze met Alex’s.

“I thought you two only put on this show after hours,” he said as he studied Alex’s face. She saw he sniff. He would be able to smell her sex. Alex didn’t know what to do. Her heart was pounding. The man she had been fantasizing about all week just caught her watching another couple fuck. She didn’t know what to do.

Run! Get away before he says anything to you.

“Sorry boss, you know how Sue can be. She wants what she wants. I am just a cock sometimes.”

Sue chimed in, “I asked her to watch. She didn’t look like she was having a bad time finger-fucking herself.”

A slow smile spread across Jake’s lips. Alex dropped her head. She felt ashamed about her behavior. She wondered how she could have behaved this way.

“You’ll never drop your head before me. You’ll always look me in the eye,” said Jake as he lifted Alex’s face with his hand. His eyes were so intense. Alex inhaled sharply. She only had one thought come to mind.

I’m in over my head!

“Now, you should tell John and Sue thank you for the show.”

Alex whispered a thank you and tried to move past Jake. He stepped in front of her again.

“How are those blues?”

Alex shook her head and tried to step past him again.

“Your blues?” he asked quietly. Alex pushed past Jake and ran to the booth. She grabbed her purse and darted towards the door. Her heart was pounding. She couldn’t catch her breath. Alex didn’t remember how she got into her car.

As she as pulling out of the parking lot, she saw Jake standing at the front door of the pub. A moment later, John and Sue joined him. Sue actually waved to her.

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Two weeks later he is relaxing in his room and his phone rings.

“Hello.”

“Art. How are you and Jackie.”

“I could never forget you two.”

“I guess she wasn’t fertile.”

“A trip to Miami sounds nice. I’ve never been there before.”

“I can’t turn down an offer like that.”

“OK, Art. I’ll call you from the airport.”

“Good bye, Art. See you soon.”

Eric packs his bags and heads to the airport.

He arrives in Miami and calls Art.

“Hi Art. I just landed. I’ll take a cab to your house as soon as I get my luggage.”

“Ah, I see. Have you driver call me.”

“OK, see you in a while.”

Art’s driver calls him. They meet at the luggage pick up.

“Good afternoon, sir. My name is Johnson. May I have your luggage tickets.”

“Hi, Johnson. Here you go.”

“Please wait here while I get your bags.”

Johnson returns with his luggage.

“This way, sir”

He follows Johnson.

Johnson opens the back door of a Lincoln Town Car and Eric gets in.

“We should arrive in about twenty minutes, sir. There are beverages in the refrigerator, if you would like.”

“Thanks, I’m fine.”

It looks like Art has some money.

The pull up in front of a mansion. Eric isn’t surprised.

Art’s butler meets them at the front door.

“Good day, sir. My name is Benson, at your service.”

“Thank you, Benson.”

“This way, sir. Mr and Mr. Stone are waiting in the study.”

Art greets Eric with a hearty hello and a man hug.

Jackie grabs him, hugs and kisses him.

She is wearing a semi transparent gown. Her nipples and pussy hair is showing. She is plainly dressed for Eric.

“Thanks for accepting our invitation, Eric. It’s so good to see you again.”

“Good to see you guys too. You are my favorite couple. I think about you often.”

Jackie had a death grip on his arm. She is smiling from ear to ear. H breast is pressed against his arm.

They chat for a while. Jackie is hanging all over him.

Art smiles. His wife will have her wish.

Eric fakes being tired.

“That was a long nasty flight. I could use a shower and a nap.”

“Benson. Please show Eric to his room. Eric, we will call you for dinner. Have a nice nap.”

Jackie’s pussy gets wet. She is going to help Eric nap.

Benson shows Eric to his room. It’s huge. I looks more like an apartment than a bedroom.

He quickly undresses and heads for the shower.

He washes and dries off. He lies on the bed, with his huge cock pointing at the ceiling. He knows Jackie won’t be long.

He looks around the room and notices something strange. He sees a few hidden cameras. You devil, Art. You devil you.

Jackie and Art are watching the monitor.

“He’s all yours baby. Go get him.” ” “Thank you, Daddy. I love you so much.”

“I love you too, baby. I just want you to be happy.”

Jackie walks out and Art presses the record button.

She knocks on his door.

“Come in.”

She walks up to the bed, stops and looks at him.

“Oh god. What a beautiful hard on you have.”

“See what happens when I think about fucking you.”

“I’m so wet thinking about you, I think I’m leaving pussy juice tracks.”

“Eric, you turn me so much, I had to relieve myself three times.”

“That’s all over now. You have the real thing all ready for your hot pussy.”

She takes his cock in her hand and kisses it. She licks and kisses the head. Slowly, she takes it in her mouth. Eric pulls her around and spreads her legs over his chest. He pulls her up and kisses her pussy. He reaches down and tweaks her nipples. She moans and takes his cock in her throat. Eric kisses and licks her pussy. Her hips start thrusting on his mouth. She thrusts up into her mouth. They bring each other higher and higher. Soon they both cry out as the cum together.

Eric has pussy juice all over his face and in his ears. Jackie is leaking his cum down her chin. Eric turns her around and holds her. They kiss and exchange body fluids. She wiggles around and traps his cock against her pussy lips. She slides her wet pussy up and down his shaft. She reaches down and places his head against her pussy lips.

“In my pussy. I want that magnificent cock in me. She slides down and bottoms out. She cries out and cums on him.

“Oh god, Eric. I came so fast. I’m so hot for you. My pussy is screaming at me.”

“Make me cum in you, baby. I want you full of my cum. Work that magic pussy on me.”

She strokes and squeezes him. His eyes roll back in his head and he moans and groans.

“Yes. Baby. That’s it. That’s that magic pussy I remember. Make me cum. Yes. Yes.”

She cums a few time, bringing his orgasm up. She is crying out with every stroke. He is humping up into her. She slams down on his bone and grinds her clit on it. She squeezes him hard and they both scream out in a mutual orgasm.

“Oh god, baby. I came so hard I think I blew off the head of my cock. Your pussy is amazing.”

“Eric, I missed your cock so much. I haven’t found one nearly as good as yours. I’m so glad you’re here. No one on the planet fucks me as good princess power izle as you.”

She holds his cock in her pussy, knowing he will is ready to go again.

“I’m going to fuck your brains out and drain all your cum in me. You better hang on.”

“Are you threatening me with a good time?”

He flips her on her back and starts stroking and grinding on her. She matches his every stroke. The fuck for an hour. She cums every ten or fifteen minutes. He keeps her cumming and cumming.

“Oh god. Cumming and cumming. So good. Your cock makes me cum so hard. Keep me going. I don’t ever want to stop.”

He brings her up to the edge and holds her there. He is ready to fill her.

“Put my cock head in your cervix. I want to fill your womb. Make my cum go in it.”

“Yes. I want it in my womb. It’s so hot when you cum in it. Now, baby. Fill me with your cum.”

She lines his cock up with the entrance to her cervix and squeezes him hard. He moans and cums in her. She howls and cums with him. She grinds and squeezes him, milking all his cum from his cock.

“Oh god. Oh god. Yes. Hot cum in my womb. Hot. Hot. Yes. Yes. Give it all to me.”

“Take it, baby. Take it all. Take it on your egg.”

His cock stays half hard as he rolls off her. She hugs him and squeezes his cock.

Art smiles as he watches.

“My baby is happy.”

The fuck three more times before dinner. The get up and shower.

Benson knocks on the door. Jackie answers the door.

“Maam, dinner is ready.”

“Thank you, Benson. We’ll be right down.”

“I need to go change, baby. I’ll meet you in the dining room.”

He kisses her good bye.

He goes in the bathroom and takes a shower. He dries off and walks, naked back to the bedroom. He is surprised to see the maid changing the sheets. She if fucking hot. She turns a looks at him. He mouth falls open and she stares at this cock. She turns bright red.

“I’m so sorry, sir. Mrs Stone told me to come in and change the bed.”

“That’s ok. By the way, my name is Eric. What’s yours?”

“I’m Mary. Would you like me to come back later, sir?”

“No, it’s too late now. You’ve seen it all already. Just go ahead with what you were doing.”

He watches her work. He doesn’t hurry to get dressed. He notices she is sneaking looks at his cock. He decides to test the water.

“Mary, come here.”

She walks up to him.

“Yes sir. What can I do for you.”

He takes her hand and puts it on his cock.

“Stroke that for me.”

“Oh my, sir. I’m not sure if I should do that.”

“You will do as I tell you. Now, stroke it.”

“Yes, sir.”

“Is your husbands cock that big?”

“No sir. It’s much smaller.”

“Would you like to have this in your pussy?”

“Yes, sir, but I’m not sure I should. You are here for Mrs. Stone, not me.”

“Are you on birth control?”

“No sir. We seldom have sex. We use condoms. I can’t take the pill.”

“I’ll check with Mrs Stone and see if she minds if I fuck you. If she says ok, I plan on cumming in your pussy.”

“Oh my, sir. I might get a baby.”

“If I tell you to take my cum, you will do it. Do you understand?”

“Yes, sir. I understand.”

“Now, finish your work. I have to get dressed for dinner.”

They are all seated at the dinner table. A super hot lady serves their dinner. Benson is standing by behind Art.

“Are. I see you surround yourself with very beautiful women.

Art laughs.

“It’s one of the finer pleasures in life that I can indulge in. If Jackie doesn’t mind, feel free to indulge yourself.”

“I don’t mind, Daddy. I’m sure Eric can take care of more than one woman. Just so I get all I want.”

“Thank you. I might just do that.”

“There is an intercom in each room, Just press the right button and they will take care of your every need.”

“Art. Your hospitality is amazing. I never expected anything like this.”

“Oh, I forgot to tell you. Tomorrow evening I have invited some of my friends over for a cocktail party. I want you to join us.”

“Oh no. I didn’t bring any clothes for an occasion like that. I’ll have to beg off.”

“Nonsense, I’ll call my tailor. He will be here in the morning.”

“You really know how to make someone feel welcome, Art. Thanks for your wonderful hospitality.”

“I expect some of my guest will be very happy to meet you.”

He gives Eric an evil smile.

Jackie pretends not to notice, but she knows she will be sharing Eric with lots of women.

“I don’t like to make demands on you, but I would like you to stay with us till Jackie is pregnant. We we would be proud to have your child. It’s certainly your choice.”

Art rings a small bell and the cook appears.

“Monica, please bring dessert.”

“Yes, Mr. Stone.”

She brings some apple pie and ice cream.

“Monica. Your cooking skills are legendary. This is the best meal I can ever remember having.”

“Oh my. Thank you, sir. You’re very kind of you to say that. I’m glad you enjoyed it.”

Art and Eric retire to the study for brandy and cigars. Jackie represent izle leaves to get ready for a night of fucking.

Art and Eric chat for a couple of hours and Eric begs off to go to bed. Art smiles.

“Sleep well, Eric. I’ll see you in them morning.”

He goes up to his room and sees Jackie waiting for him.

“Hi baby. Are you ready for some more cock?”

“I’m ready all the time for you, sweetheart. You know I am so hot for you. Your cock is addicting. I can’t get enough of it.”

“Take your clothes off and then take mine off. I want to see you naked again.”

She obeys.

“Remember when you stood and came for me in Vegas?”

“Oh yes. I remember. That was hot.”

“Do it again for me. I love looking at your cum face.”

She sucks on her finger and reaches down. He pushes it in her pussy. She moans. She sticks another in and her knees go weak.”

“Remember, us both hands. Go fast. I want you good and wet for me. I want to see cum juice running down your legs.”

“Oh yes, baby. I like cumming like this for you.”

He walks up to her and pulls her in front of the mirror.

“Now we can both see you cum. You can see how beautiful your cum face is.”

“Oh yes. I’ve never seen my self cum.”

“Go fast baby. Hurry. I want you. I want in your pussy. Hurry.”

She rubs faster and faster. She is moaning and groaning.

“Oh yes. I’m almost there. Help me please. Pinch my nipples. Make me scream.”

He holds her breasts and pinches her nipple hard. She squeals and rubs faster.

“Yes. I’m cumming. Pinch me. Yes. Yes. Cumming. Oh yes.”

He catches her from falling and carries her to the bed. He immediately starts licking and sucking her pussy. She screams and cum in a few seconds.

He keeps pinching her nipples hard as he eats her out. She cums faster and faster. Her orgasms run together and it’s one big one for her.

He screams echo through out the house. He keeps her cumming and cumming.

Finally, he lets her stop. She is gasping and twitching.

He quickly mounts her and thrusts in her in one quick stroke. She screams and cums again. He takes her hard, slamming her clit with his bone. She goes completely crazy. He legs are flailing in the air and her head is rolling from side to side. Her drool is running on the pillow.

“OH god. Oh god. Oh god. Yes. Yes. Yes. I’m cumming so hard. So hard. Yes Yes.”

He feels his cum building and he speeds up.

“Here is comes, baby. Take it. Hold my cock on your cervix and take it.”

‘Yes. Give it to me. Please fill me up. Please Please. Put your seed in me. Yes. Yes.”

He gives one final grind and pins her to the mattress. He howls and gives her squirt after squirt in her cervix. She cums with him.

“Eric. I have never came like that. You are so good with your cock. So good. I love your cock in me like that.”

“Your beautiful body and hot pussy make me go wild. You are so fucking hot.”

“Eric, how am I supposed to find someone as good as you. I can’t keep you here forever. You have ruined me for other men. You are so good and bad.”

“I’m so happy when I’m with you. You are the hottest fuck I ever had.”

I’m glad I make you happy. I guess I can’t expect to have fillet mignon all the time.”

They cuddle for a while.

“I want you again, Eric. I want you over and over.”

He fucks her five more times before they fall asleep.

He wakes at about 9am in the morning. He is alone in bed. He calls Benson on the intercom.

“Benson. Where is Mrs. Stone?”

“Sir, she and Mr. Stone have some functions to attend today. They will return at dinner time. Is there anything else I can do for you, sir.”

“No thank you, Benson. I’ll call you if I need you.”

He presses housekeeping on the intercom. Mary answers.

“Mary. Please bring some clean bedding up.”

“Yes sir. Right away.”

He takes a quick shower and waits for her to show up.

She knocks and comes in. He is standing, naked. She blushes.

“Good morning, Mary. Please change the bedding. It is a mess.”

“I see that, sir.”

He waits till she is done.

“Mary. Do you see what’s on those sheets?”

“Yes, sir, I see it.”

“What is that, Mary?”

“It’s from you and Mrs. Stone.”

“Smell it. Mary. Hold it to your nose.”

She blushes.

“Yes, sir.”

“Does that smell good?”

“Yes, sir. It smells like sex.”

“Lick it, Mary. Tell me what it tastes like.”

“It tastes like sex, too, sir.”

“Are you ready to take my cum, Mary?”

“Yes, sir. If Mrs. Stone said it was ok, I’m ready.”

“Take off your clothes, Mary. I want to see you like your husband does.”

She slowly takes her clothes off.

“Do you suck your husbands cock?”

“Sometimes sir. Usually he just get on me and cums quickly.”

“Does he ever eat your pussy?”

“No sir. He thinks it’s dirty.”

“How long since you had a cock in you?”

“It’s been months, sir.”

“Come here and get on your knees.”

She obeys.

“Kiss my cock.”

She obeys.

“Take it in your rick and morty izle mouth and suck in it.”

“Yes sir.”

“Take all you can down your throat.”

She takes about half and gags.

“It’s too big, sir. I cant take all of it.”

“Keep sucking till I cum in your mouth.”

“Yes sir.”

She sucks and licks. He unloads in her mouth. She swallows most of it. Some runs down her chin onto her breasts.

“Does that taste good?”

“Yes, sir. It’s very good.”

“Let’s put some in your pussy.”

“Yes, sir.”

“Where, Mary. Tell me what your want and where.”

“In my pussy, sir. I want your cum in my pussy.”

“Did you know that Benson is recording us fucking? I saw the cameras in here.”

“Oh my, I didn’t know that. I hope he doesn’t show anyone.”

Eric lays on the bed, His cock is at full mast.

“Come and take my cock. I want to cum in you.”

She gets on the bed and sits on his legs. She takes it in her hand and smiles.

“I’ve never had one this big. I think I’m going to be bigger when we are through.”

He reaches up and tweaks her nipples. She squeals and humps on him.

‘It’s time. Take my cock. Slide it in your pussy and make me cum in you.”

She raises up and lines her pussy up with his cock. She touches it with her pussy lips and pops the head in.

“Oh my. It’s so big. It’s stretching my pussy lips way out.”

He flexes and she cums.

“Oh yes. I just came on it. Oh yes. That was so good.”

“Take more. Slide it all the way in. Push it against your cervix. I want my cum in there.”

“I shouldn’t but I can’t stop. It feels too good. I’ll take your cum. I’ll take it.”

She slowly takes it all and hits her cervix. She screams and cum on him.

‘Oh yes. Yes. Yes. So good. Your cock is so good. It’s so big and good.”

“Hold it on your cervix and squeeze it. Make me cum with your pussy muscles.”

She starts milking it. She moans and groans. Her pussy muscles are strong and his cum rises.

“I’m ready to breed you. Take my cum in your womb. Put it on your seed.”

“Oh yes. Breed me. Make a baby in me. I want your cum and your baby. Yes. Yes. Yes.”

He unloads in her. His seed goes in her womb and looks for her egg. They both howl and cum together.

“Oh yes. Your cum is so hot. I’m sure I’m bred now. Your cum went right in my womb. I could feel it go in. It was wonderful. You fuck so good. I’m glad you chose me. I have never cum so hard. Thank you. Thank you.”

“We can fuck some more, later. I want to make sure your are bred.”

“Oh good. I want to be sure too. I’ve never had a baby before. I think I’ll like it. I’ll be proud to have yours.”

“Let’s shower and you an go back to work, OK?”

“You can come and change the sheets tomorrow morning. How does that sound?”

She laughs.

“It’s my job, sir. I do the housekeeping. I also do some of the fucking, thanks to you.”

They shower and she leaves.

He decides he want to fuck the cook too.

He pushes kitchen on the intercom.

“Monica. Could you please bring breakfast to my room?”

“Yes, sir. It will be about fifteen minutes.”

“Thank you, Monica. I’ll be waiting.”

He stays naked waiting for her.

She knocks and he opens the door. She gasps and walks in.

“Sir. You’re naked. I didn’t expect that. Please forgive me.”

“Put the food over there.”

“Yes sir.”

She turns and looks at his cock. She is spell bound.

“Wait here till I finish, Please.”

“Yes sir. I’ll wait.”

He sit and starts eating.

“Monica, come here and sit with me. I want you to feed me.”

She smiles.

“My pleasure, sir.”

She know what is going to happen. Her pussy gets wet and her nipples pucker.

‘Are you wearing panties?”

“Yes sir.”

“Take them off and give them to me.”

“Yes sir. I’ll give my panties to you. Is there anything else you want?”

“Soon. I’ll want all your clothes. I want you to feed me first.”

She site beside him and slowly feeds him. She smiles all the time.

“Why are you smiling?”

“I think we are going to fuck soon.”

“Yes, we. I wanted to fuck you since I saw you last night.”

“I wanted you too. You are so beautiful. I love looking at your hard body. Mrs. Stone has good taste.”

“Are you on birth control?”

“No sir. I can’t take the pill. It makes me sick. My husband and I use condoms.”

“I plan on cumming in your pussy. I want to breed you. I’m going to full you with my cum.”

“I Know. Mary told me you would do that. I want your cum in me You can breed me if you want. She says your are a wonderful lover. I’ll gladly take your cum.”

“Good girl. I like women that are eager to get bred. I’ll be here till Mrs. Stone is bred and I expect to breed all of you.”

“We are happy to have you here sir.”

“Take your clothes off now, it’s showtime. Show me your pussy.”

She stands and takes her clothes off. She if fucking hot.

“I want to suck your big cock first. Then I’ll fuck you and take your cum.”

He lays on the bed as he did with Mary. She looks at his huge cock.

“I’ve never seen a cock so big. I hope it’s not too big. My pussy is kinda small.”

“It will fit. Your pussy will just have to stretch to let it in.”

She kneels between his legs and sucks his cock up. He tweaks her nipples hard. She cries out.

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Finally, and I suddenly feel so nervous standing here with you. As always you seem to know how I’m feeling and you take control.

You pull me close and slide your tongue in my mouth. I kiss you back hard and feel your hands over my body and squeezing my arse. It’s not long before we’re tugging at each others’ clothes. After a few minutes we’re both down to our underwear. I can see you admiring my see through black lace, and I cast my eyes on the bulge in your boxers. I can’t help reaching out and stroking it. It twitches as I do and gets even harder.

You take my hand and sit down on the bed, pulling me to stand in front of you. You run your hands down my stomach, and move them round to my arse, gently pulling me closer. Before I know it you’ve reached up and unhooked my bra. You move your hands round and stroke the sides of my breasts. My nipples are already hard but as you look at them I swear they get harder. You lean forward and take one in your mouth, rolling your tongue round the hard bud. I moan and lean forward, holding your head closer to me. I feel my pussy get wetter as you suck and nip. You take the other breast in your hand and tease the nipple between your fingers, still sucking on the other. I’m so turned on I can barely stand, but you don’t stop.

I move my hand the offer izle down and feel your bulge through your boxers. You move your head back slightly as you feel my hand. I move it and slowly slide it inside and get my first feel of what I wanted. I take your cock in my hand, feeling its width, its heat and how hard it is. You moan out loud as I softly move my hand round it, rolling one finger round the head. You put your head back and grip my arse tight as I move my fingers and hand, taking in every bit of your cock.

Then I feel your hand take mine and remove it. I stand in front of you and you reach out and slide my panties down my thighs. You pull me towards you and bury your face in my pussy. God that’s so good I can barely stand it. I feel you move slowly – licking the length of my slit, tasting my juices, your hands caressing my arse as you do. I grip your head and try to push you closer in to me but instead you move slightly and start sucking my clit. I’m sure the people in the room next door can hear me groaning. I stand there, eyes closed, as you suck my clit and move your hand to my breast, rolling the nipple between your fingers. Oh my God – I didn’t know I could feel like this.

I can feel myself start to come and I move my hips against you. Then the old man izle you pull away and stand up. I hear myself plead with you to carry on but you just smile at me and pull me back on to the bed. I’m so turned on I don’t know what I’m doing. I just know I need to feel that hard cock inside me. I reach out and grab it, taking it firmly in my hand. Instinctively I move until my head’s level with it. I lean closer and lick it’s full length. You groan out loud and I feel your cock stiffen even more. My hand moves down and cups your balls, squeezing them while my mouth moves round and slowly slides down over your cock. You arch your back and moan even louder as I move my mouth softly up and down. I use my tongue to lick all round the head then slide my mouth over it’s full length.

I can taste your juice and the feel of you writhing at my touch turns me on even more. I can feel you start to move your hips and I know you’ll come if I don’t stop. I take your cock out of my mouth and kiss my way up your belly, your chest, and gently take your nipple in my mouth. You moan and arch your back as I roll my tongue round your bud.

You take my hands and roll me over, pulling me to the edge of the bed. I look at you standing there, cock hard and waiting. You part my the passage izle legs and hold them up as you position yourself – cock resting at the entrance to my hole. You stroke my legs and look me straight in the eye as you slowly enter me. God that feels so good! I arch my back as you slide in – your cock feels so hard. You don’t move, just hold your cock where it is as I move my pussy, enjoying it’s hardness. Then slowly you start to slide in and out. You hold my legs apart as you watch your cock disappear in my hole. I lie on the bed, stroking my nipples and pushing my hips up. My moans are getting louder as I push towards you taking you as deep as I can. Your cock feels so much better than I ever imagined. You close your eyes and push harder.

You breath gets quicker and you thrust harder. Oh god I can’t stand it! You hold my legs further apart as you start to hammer in to me, your balls banging on my hole. I hear you groaning and I feel my body start to tremble.

We’re oblivious to everything now except the need to come. You push harder and faster and I thrust my hips as hard as I can. Your cock hits the spot and my whole body feels electrified as I yell out. As soon as my pussy tightens I hear you cry out too and I feel your hot spunk spilling deep inside me. I keep myself tight and hold you inside as long as I can. Your cock, your spunk – it feels so good.

You slowly relax, and let my legs go, casually rolling me over as you slide in behind me. We lie a while, simply enjoying the feel of each other and I know we’re both looking forward to the next time.

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The shop was rather tidy, considering the amount of business we had. Working an afternoon with Jess was always good. Busy or not, things got done, the place stayed clean and most importantly, Jess always had something to say. Considering we had periods of silence in the shop where absolutely nothing happened, having something to say is an important thing.

An elderly woman wandered into the shop at about 5:30, as I stepped forward to serve her, Jess cut in front. She was impatient like that. I stepped back and noticed she was wearing jeans today. I don’t know what it is about when she wears jeans, but it seems to highlight her round arse. The rise and fall of the left cheek as she stepped off her right foot, and the rise and fall of her right cheek as she stepped off her left. I could’ve watched that arse all day, but I had cleaning to do. Dear reader, don’t ask me why it took me all day to notice, I believe it was because I respected her as a person.

Fifteen minutes later, the door closed and locked, then we were alone in the store. Jess pulled the cash register, and I started on the shelves. She counted faster than usual, either that or I had more to fix up than usual, but either way, she ended up sitting on a bench while I worked and we talked.

“So, my Uni course starts again tomorrow,” she put forward.

“Really, still in Visual Design?” I queried.

“Yeah, I love it,” she giggled back. I glanced over at her and noticed the top three buttons on her shirt had come undone. Her piercing blue eyes locked onto mine and I saw a naughty glow in the corner of them.

“Another Flash Movie?” I asked, trying to get focused on my work again. Part of me could feel her eyes roaming my body the second the eye contact was gone.

“No, I make those for fun,” she replied, still using that hint of laughter in her voice that sounded strangely sadakat izle sweet. “This one is just a web design project.”

“Oh, okay then. What’s your inspiration for this one?”

“Tom, it’s got another three weeks on it, I’ve got some inspiration, but it’s not for another uni project,” Jess said discreetly. I looked over again and half the buttons on her shirt were undone. The blue fabric of her bra was poking over the top of her shirt.

Needless to say, my gaze became fixed on her blue bra. Another two buttons came undone while I was looking, showing off the shape of her breasts behind the blue holders.

“Jess, I don’t think you want to be doing that,” I said reluctantly. She noted my reluctance for her to stop by walking closer to me. I hadn’t noticed just how big her breasts were before, they had to be at least an E Cup. She was the perfect shade of pale too.

Jess stopped just in front of me, gave me a cheeky look, with fire in her eyes. She looked at me, with that same fire, and said, “Trust me, Tom. I think I do.”

I stepped to her, tilted her chin upwards, and gently kissed her lips. She put her hands around my neck, and pulled me down, using her tongue to pry my lips apart and I began stroking her tongue with mine. Eventually, she pulled away from me slightly, so I finished unbuttoning her shirt and removed it. In her blue bra, and blue denim jeans, Jess put her hands on her hips and looked me over. She noted a bulge at my crotch level and smiled.

“Of course, we can stop now, if you want,” she stated with a smile. I went to step towards her and she continued, “I probably should mention one thing,” she added with a smile as I stood squarely in front of her. “I can deepthroat.”

At this point, I truly lost it. I grabbed her face and pulled her to me, kissing her with forceful passion. sadece arkadaşız izle While we kissed, she fumbled my belt. She pulled away momentarily, and unbuckled my belt. Jess looked back up at me and kissed me while she snaked her hand to my erection and playing with my crown. The feeling was intense, it was a strong feeling of anticipation.

I pulled her away slightly, and her hand left my pants. I unfastened her bra and released her massive orbs. Her bra hit the ground shortly before I started nibbling her neck. Jess began to moan slightly, and I nibbled my way down her neck to her shoulder. My hands ran up from her hips to her breasts and I began pinching and squeezing and teasing her nipples, causing her moans to get more frequent, but nothing louder. I worked my way so that I was nibbling her nipple, and flicking it with my tongue.

After two or three minutes, I moved to the other one, which she could only take a few minutes of before begging me to stop teasing her. Doing as she asked, I stepped back. Jess turned away for a second as her phone rang. She answered and I decided to have some more fun. I walked up behind her and ran my hand down her pants.

I could feel her warmth radiating through her underwear and I started stroking that slit. Her breath was catching and she but her lip often. I wasn’t paying attention to what she was saying, but I wanted a bigger reaction, so I slipped my finger into her underwear And started stroking her slit again, feeling her soft skin and her juices getting my finger wet.

She started twitching at this point, but didn’t make any noise, just biting her lip and nodding. Not quite satisfied, I slid my finger into her slit and started teasing her clitoris, at which point an “Oh!” escaped her mouth before she hung up the phone.

“Arsehole!” she called şahmaran izle me before allowing herself to fully feel what I was doing. When I felt she was on the verge, I slid my finger lower, to tease her entrance, almost making her moan loud enough to be heard by the neighbours.

“Tom! Fuck you!” she gasped at me.

“Hey, you started it,” I retorted quickly.

“I need you… Please… I need you inside of me.”

I pulled my hand out of her jeans and pulled them down, revealing her Jack Skellington briefs. Jess always loved her Tim Burton. I slid her underwear down too and she stepped out of them and turned around.

Jess was beautiful with clothes on. Now she was naked in front of me, her pink nipples hard, her groin shaved bare, save for a small patch at the top of her pubis. “Tom, I want you to fuck me, now.”

She then proceeded to turn around and get on all fours, her lips spreading enough for me to see her dark pink skin on the inside of her vagina. I undid my pans and slid my head in, at which point she bucked and so I slid the full seven and a half inch rod into her.

Jess moaned louder than I’d heard yet as my crown tapped her cervix. I pulled the whole thing out just to ram it back in, causing Jess to clench around my cock as she moaned her orgasm. I was nowhere near done, so as her orgasm was around the middle point, I began pounding away, making her almost scream. Jess bit her arm as the pleasure built up. It wasn’t long before she came again, this time squeezing my cock tighter than it had ever been squeezed, and I wasn’t going to last much more. I fucked her until her orgasm subsided, then I told her, “I’m close.”

At hearing this, she pulled herself off my cock and stuck it in her mouth, all of it. After two female orgasms and getting forced down her throat, I couldn’t hold on any more.

Jess milked my cock for everything I had. We sat down on the cold floor together, and Jess said, “This won’t… affect our jobs…”

“No. It was just something that happened.”

“Okay, was it a one time thing?”

“Hell no.”

Jess giggled and pushed me down and kissed me one last time.

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We meet after sunrise we agreed no sex until the sunset making for a long pleasurable day of foreplay. We start out hiking in the arboretum following a trail holding hands occasionally leaning into each other and kissing lightly. The anticipation building as we go. We find a secluded lake and decide to have our picnic lunch feeding each other, kissing more seducing each other as we go. We sit and talk for hours.

The lake looks so inviting I suggest we go for a swim. You grin and I help you slowly take your clothing off turning around so you can remove your boxers. Knowing that if I watched it would be too much. I see you drop your boxers on our piles of clothes and stand behind me sliding my shirt up over my head. I shiver feeling nipples physical 100 izle tighten in cool air. Your hand slowly unclasps my bra as you kiss my neck taking delight in the feel of my full breasts in your hands.

Your hands slide down feeling my panties. I murmur how you should enter water first. I hear you splash in so I kick off my shoes and socks. I slide the thin gauzy skirt down showing off my navy blue panties I take time to spread a towel out and head to water coyly wading in your mouth open gazing at my nipples. We play entwining in the water. I joke about being wrinkled and we get out, laying stretched out face down on towel.

Talking to each other and keeping our hands restrained. I finally poker face izle slip my panties off and redress facing away from each other. We walk back to car and your hand pinches my bottom delighting in knowing I’m no longer wearing panties. We go back to hotel to eat dinner on a balcony my foot sliding up your leg. We watch the sunset you behind me arms wrapped around my kissing my neck and shoulders.

You slip my shirt off again pulling me into room candle light smelling like vanilla, soft music playing. My bra gets lost as we dance my skirt soon following you guide my bare body to bed and I lay down upon it. With you kissing down my body my dark nipples begging for attention you caress kiss lick and fondle prehistoric planet izle all but nipple until they are extremely hard and I moan for you to please suck them. I groan as you nibble them so delicately teasing.

“I can’t believe I made it. I thought at any moment I was going to pull you into hidden spot and ravish you.” Your words husky with need as you spread my legs licking your lips as you gaze upon the promised land.

“Nothing is stopping you now,” I reply my voice just as husky. Your tongue lingering up my soft inner thigh. My mind going blank as you savour me long after I cum, losing track of the pleasurable ripples encasing my body. My nails rake the bed and you finally get rid of your clothing, my legs wrap around your waist as you finally plunge in. My fingernails claw your back my legs hugging your slender waist.

Once seems far to much and not nearly enough as you fill me sinking into me our sweaty bodies rubbing together. The cool air soft against our skin as you pull me on top still inside me and yawn.

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As you wake up this morning knowing that you’ve got a full day ahead of you, you’re kind of tense as everyone is the first day of a new job. You stumble into the bathroom and turn on the shower and brush your teeth as you wait for the water to get hot. I’ve gotten up right behind you and head downstairs to start the coffee brewing.

As I pass the bath, you’re bent over the sink brushing your teeth and I pause to look at your fine fine body, especially your ass… I’ve always been a sucker for a man with a tight ass, and you’ve definitely got that going for you!

I head to the kitchen with lewd thoughts running through my head… looking up at the clock on the wall, I try to calculate if there’s time for a quickie before you have to be at work. I figure there’s just enough time if I run now.

In a flash I’m bounding up the stairs taking of my robe as I go so that by the time I hit the bathroom I’m as naked as the day I was born. I see that you’re standing with your back to me letting the makanai cooking for the maiko house izle the steamy hot water cascade down onto your head and snake itself down the planes and angles of your body.

I quietly step in behind you and grabbing the soap and loofa sponge I start to soap your back and gently run the loofa over your skin. It feels heavenly to you and all you do is moan,”Mmmm that feels good!” “Just thought I’d come in and scrub your back for you,” I say. Knowing that time is limited, I sink to my knees and start soaping your ass and legs. You just stand there enjoying my ministrations without saying a word.

Turning you around so that I can wash the front of your body also, I see the beginnings of your arousal starting to show. I glance past your cock which is at about half mast by now, to see that glint in your eyes that tells me you’re beginning to have the same wicked thoughts the midnight club izle as I am. You’ve got that crooked smile playing over your lips that says you know exactly what I’m up to and you like it.

I finish soaping and washing everything but your groin area and your chest. As I start to stand to finish washing you , you grab my elbows and pull me roughly toward you. Putting my arms around your neck you dip your head and capture my mouth in a searing kiss that leaves my knees weak. Your lips blaze a trail down the nape of my neck and onto my chest stopping at my nipple that is protruding from my breast, laving it expertly with your tongue and dragging your teeth across it as you switch from breast to breast paying equal attention to each.

My soap slickened hands reach for your shaft that is now jutting straight out from your body and you gasp as I encircle it with my hands and begin to pump it.You stand straight up and your back arches slightly the midwich cuckoos izle trying to keep your cock within the confines of my hands as they rapidly bring you to the brink of your orgasm.

Before I can take you over the edge you grasp my hands and still them, telling me to turn around and bend over. I do so with a smile on my face that you barely have time to catch before you can no longer see my face. “Think this is amusing?” you growl out at me bringing your open palm down on my wet ass cheek where it makes a loud smack and immediately brings your reddened palm print into relief on it!

Bending your knees you grasp my hips pulling me hard against you. Your cock hits it’s mark as it always does and it’s my turn to gasp, but out of sheer pleasure as the length and girth of you fills me to past full and I am grinding myself back into you trying to pull you deeper still. You can’t hold back any longer and start pounding away with all you’ve got and just as my pussy starts to convulse around you, you feel your own climax hit it’s peak and begin pumping jet after hot jet of thick cum deep into my womb.

Catching my breath I straighten and turn to face you and start giggling, telling you, “I just didn’t want you to be tense on your first day on the job…” and kissing you quickly, I turn and step out of the shower telling you to get a move on! You don’t want to be late!

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There was a time when working at the North Pole was an honor reserved for elves, but the internet changed all that. Elves became online entrepreneurs, marketers, freelance writers or brokers. They also began to move to warmer climates as it became clear that they no longer needed to be seen to be believed. With the departure of hundreds of elves from Santa’s Workshop, jobs opened up and humans seemed to be the next logical source of employees.

I was skeptical, of course, when my Operations Manager came and told me that we needed to cast a broader net to bring in quality employees. Humans, I told him, are great. They can be incredibly smart, kind, creative and the women? Well, let’s just say that when the kids weren’t around, Mommy was doing more than just kissing Santa. But humans tend not to be particularly discreet and there’s still a mystique about Santa and the North Pole that needs to be protected. Bringing in humans could jeopardize all of that, I argued, no matter how desperately we might need the help.

But the reality finally sunk in that we couldn’t run the massive organization that was Santa’s Workshop without proper staffing and so was created NPA Human Resources, Inc. — our own head hunting organization. I wanted only the best and brightest working under me, and my elves set out to bring them in.

Ashley

I was thirty two years old when I first met Nick. Divorced and looking to change up things in my life, I answered a somewhat cryptically worded ad for a “Seasonal Events Director.” I had three telephone interviews before they told me that the next step would involve flying me to corporate headquarters to meet the CEO. I was surprised at both the plane ride and the CEO visit. It all seemed like a lot for a seasonal job. But then I thought, “What the Hell.” If nothing else, it would be a distraction from my current situation.

When I landed on a snowy airstrip in the middle of nowhere and stepped out onto the frozen tarmac, it occurred to me that I might have made a mistake. It was cold. Really cold. But I dutifully followed the diminutive guy with the sign that said, “Ashley Cantor” into the terminal, past the luggage rack — “We’ll bring it, don’t worry” he said, without slowing down — and into a long red limousine.

We drove for about twenty minutes in silence. I looked out the window and saw little but snow: snow on the ground; snow falling from the sky; snow hills even and what could possibly have been icebergs. But, I reasoned, it was impossible that a plane ride so short could have deposited me somewhere near an iceberg.

“Um…” I started, “Where, exactly, are we?”

The small man responded simply, “You’ll have to wait. We’ll be there in a minute.”

The limo glided to a halt in front of a massive building. Massive doesn’t even seem to quite capture the size of it though. It seemed never to end. As if I was simply incapable of seeing it all. My escort, reading my thoughts, said “It’s bigger than it looks.” I was speechless, and decided to just observe and wait.

“This is the residence hall,” he said, leading me through a series of doors. “And this,” he pushed open a small wooden door that led into a very homey-looking space, “is for you.” I gasped as I walked past him into a cozy, yet luxurious, living room. A fire was lit and the lights were dimmed. It smelled like cranberries and cinnamon. Plush furniture invited me to curl up with a good book and have a glass of wine. “This is ridiculous!” I said. He laughed. “Yeah. Well, it’s home. Anyway, here’s your bags. We’ve arranged a meeting with you and…um…Mr. …Claus for dinner. Just dial two seven when you’re ready, and someone will pick you up and bring you to the central offices. “No rush,” he added. He produced my luggage and left me in my new home.

I took off my coat and threw it on a chair, glancing at the wall clock. Not quite four in the afternoon. I grabbed my suitcase and wandered through the kitchen with its warm tile work and wooden table and down the short hallway, lit with candle sconces, into a cozy bedroom. I set down my case and touched what looked like a light switch. I could have sworn that the bedroom candles suddenly lit. But, I reasoned, they must be fake. All the same, the room had a beckoning feel that made me feel comforted and aroused at the same time.

I sat on the bed and sunk into the soft comforter. The luxuriousness of the room convinced me that I should, perhaps, just crawl under the covers for a moment, just to experience the full impact. I peeled off the pants and sweater that I’d worn for the plane ride and stripped off my panties and bra. Feeling excited, I slipped under the warm blankets. The temperature was as if someone had just left the bed, and I closed my eyes for a moment, imagining a man’s hands sliding over my body. Since my husband’s departure almost a year earlier, no man had touched me. I missed the satisfaction of being caressed and held. I wanted so badly to feel someone parallels izle inside me, fucking me until I exploded.

I slid my hand down between my legs, softly circling my clit. “I have a meeting,” I reprimanded myself. But the candles flickered, and the room seemed to warm up. My body began to tingle and I felt a growing desire. I turned onto my stomach and pulled the plush pillows under my body, crouching on all fours and rubbing my clit harder. I fantasized that I had climbed on top of a huge cock and it was driving into me again and again. I frantically rubbed until I felt an exquisite orgasm radiate through my body. I drove my fingers into my dripping pussy, pounding against my swollen lips. I slowed the pace of my pounding, and caressed my throbbing clit. Eventually I rolled over and tossed the covers off to the side. The temperature of the room was perfect and I felt as if I could have stayed there forever. I closed my eyes and smiled, enjoying the calm that follows an awesome orgasm.

I was awakened by a pounding at the front door. “Oh SHIT!” I yelped, as I leapt out of bed. I threw open the suitcase and pulled out my new work outfit. “Be right there!” I yelled to the door. “Shit shit shit!” I repeated as I pulled on my panties and nylons, clasped my bra and slipped into my blouse. I pulled my skirt up, grabbed my jacket and shoes and raced down the hall. At the door, I threw my shoes to the floor and stepped into them as I buttoned the blouse up and tucked it in. I was just throwing on my jacket and smoothing my hair as I flung open the door.

“Oh my God, I’m so sorry,” I blurted, leaving the door hanging open as I turned and trotted into the living room to grab my purse off of the chair where I’d deposited my coat earlier. “I’ll be right there. I’m just…oh, God, what time is it?” I glanced up at the clock and felt a thrill of remorse as I saw that two hours had passed. I spun back around to face the stranger who’d knocked at my door and stuttered “I’m…I’m…so…”

“I know,” he said softly. “It’s okay.” The stranger held out his hand and looked at me with the sexiest, bluest eyes I’d ever seen. I felt myself blushing as a tried to meet his gaze. It seemed that he was looking right through me and the smile he gave me reminded me that I hadn’t washed my hands after my recent adventure in the bedroom. I reached out to shake his hand anyway, not knowing what else to do, and his smile broadened. He took my hand and pulled me to him in a hug that was so gentle and heartfelt that it felt like a lovers embrace. I felt the warmth between my legs start all over again as he stepped away from me, moving his hands to my elbows. He held me at arms-length and seemed to assess me anew. “Sorry, Ashley,” he grinned. “We’re huggers around here.” He could have been a sophisticated forty five, or a youthful seventy. It was almost impossible to tell. His hair was gray but full and wavy. His eyes crinkled when he smiled and his dimples made me want to kiss his cheeks. A five o’clock shadow gave him a rugged look that only made him even sexier. He wasn’t tall, maybe five foot nine or ten, but the brief hug proved that his body was solid and toned.

I’d just met this man, but for some reason, I wanted to pull him down onto the fireside rug and lick every inch of his body.

Nick

The first time I met Ashley, she smelled like sex. I’d waited for my assistant to bring her to me, but finally hunger forced me to seek her out myself. Elves are good helpers, but whatever isn’t done by five o’clock…well, you might as well forget it. And obviously, she hadn’t made a call by five because there was no sign of her or anyone else around the office when I poked my head out at five thirty. So I jumped into the sleigh and rode over to the residence hall. I figured she’d probably made the mistake of thinking that she could call at five o’six and get someone to answer, then didn’t know what to do when no one actually was there. But her harried state when she threw open the door to me told me that she’d fallen asleep. And the scent of pussy in the air told me that she’d apparently been busy before that. The interesting thing about elf residences is that they are imbued with magic that amplifies whatever you’re thinking about and makes it that much more intense. So if you’re enjoying the warm room, it’s warmer. If you’re turned on, suddenly you want to fuck whoever is with you so bad that if you’re not used to the sensation, it can overcome your normal resistance. I knew that she was alone, so I could pretty much put two and two together and figure out why she’d missed our dinner interview.

But God, she was gorgeous. Her legs were slim and attractive, elevated a bit by her heels and accentuated by the short skirt. Her breasts were full and sexy, especially since she’d missed a button or two at the top, and I could clearly see her lacy bra. Her hair was a tiny bit rumpled and the temperature of the room rose a little paul t goldman izle when she bent over the chair to grab her purse. Thankfully I’d worn my long coat that hid the growing lump in my pants. I had hugged her a little more firmly than I originally intended to. When she took my hand, her fingers felt sticky and combined with the smell of sex and her floral perfume, it took every ounce of restraint I had not to cup her breast and start sucking on her nipples. But it seemed like an unwise way to meet your first human employee, so I “elved up” and thought about snow balls.

“I’m Nick Claus,” I offered. “I’m so sorry that my assistants didn’t get your call.” I held her coat for her and she shrugged it on. “They’re pretty bad about doing anything after five o’clock.” I figured it would give her an out, and she took it. “Oh, that’s okay,” she laughed. “You’re here now!”

She followed me out to the sleigh, pausing for just a moment before scrambling in after me.

“Do you mind if we just go over to the office and grab a bite to eat? I don’t want to wear you out on your first day or bore you with the details of your job.” She laughed a little and tucked her chin down against the bitter wind. The North Pole isn’t a very big place and it was a quick journey back to the main building — which served as both my home and the main headquarters of Santa’s Workshop. A large gate opened and I glided the sleigh directly into the building, where the winter cold was left behind us and the lights came on, illuminating the Workshop. “Wow,” Ashley sighed, “This is pretty amazing.” Lit by chandeliers and glittering from every surface, the Workshop really did shine. Sometimes I get so used to seeing it that I forget how beautiful it is. The elves take incredible care to make sure that it’s clean every night, so it always looks brand new. Seeing it through her eyes made me grateful that this was my life.

Dinner was simple: leftovers that Elf Ella had made the night before. She’s a sweet woman who can really cook…it more ways than one. But it was just sex with us, and we both knew it. She had someone else, and I had my work. As if reading my thoughts, Ashley set down her fork and said, “So, where’s Mrs. Claus tonight?” She smiled naively, and I again suppressed the urge to throw her down and ravage her. “You’ve probably figured out where you are by now,” I started. “And who I am.”

“I think so,” she answered.

“I guess I’m grateful that you haven’t freaked out.”

She took her napkin from her lap and leaned back. “I’m interested.” She said. “This is pretty exciting. I feel like I know what’s supposed to happen here, but everything that I imagined about the North Pole seems pretty childish.”

I started “Well,” I offered, “how about a tour? But I meant it about letting you get your rest tonight. We have ten other new staff members joining us tomorrow and it’s going to be a long day.”

I led her onto the Workshop floor. She looked around in wonder as we passed long rows of toy making machines, and strolled down corridors of offices. When we reached the entrance to my private residence I stopped. “That’s about it,” I said, turning back and gesturing to the expanse of Workshop. “The whole place. Tomorrow everyone will be assigned to their offices and given their list of duties. We’ll get everyone signed up for trainings and you’ll meet all the elves.”

“You never answered my question,” she smiled. “About Mrs. Claus… All my life I’ve heard about her. I’m so curious to meet her – now that I find myself actually here.” I laughed and took her arm. “That, my dear, is publicity. There never has been a Mrs. Claus. But it sure makes me sound wholesome, doesn’t it?” I led her down a hallway that brought us back to the sleigh. “Let’s get you back to your place. You have a big day tomorrow!”

Trevor

It was a whirlwind of a day. A plane ride in the morning, followed by meeting “The Boss.” We spent what felt like days touring the factory and offices and learning more about what we’d be doing at Santa’s Workshop in the coming months. I just couldn’t get over the fact that this was all real. I was really here at the North Pole. I was seriously going to be working for fucking SANTA. Unreal. He was really cool. I was surprised. When they told us who we were working for, I didn’t believe them. I mean, come ON. Santa? But when you’re walking the endless miles of Workshop, seeing the lights and the toys…well, it’s real all right. I thought he’d be fat. He definitely had eyes that twinkled and dimples, but there was no belly like a bowlful of jelly. Seriously, he made me think that I need to visit the gym more often. They actually have a gym there, so maybe I will do that. But he seemed like a nice guy and I’m looking forward to getting to know him.

Tonight is the get together with all the new employees. Mr. Claus thought it would be a good way for us to “bond.” I guess because the midnight at the pera palace izle elves have all been working together for millennium, they felt that the new humans should probably take at least a night to get together. There are five men and five women who are new…and human. Everyone else is an elf. That was another shocker, actually. Elves aren’t all tiny. I mean, none of them are BIG, but I always thought elves were like three feet tall or something. In reality, they’re all about the same height as my ex-girlfriend. Probably five feet — give or take a couple of inches. Some of the women are knockouts. I think Santa has a thing for seeing the women’s assets because they have fur everywhere. They look so soft and sexy.

Back in my room though I just kept thinking about this one new girl, Ashley. She must have met Mr. Claus before, because they seemed to know each other pretty well. All of the new people are pretty attractive. It’s weird here though. It’s like you can’t tell by looking at people how old they are. They all look just good. That doesn’t make any sense though. They can’t ALL be hot, can they? That’s gotta be illegal. But that Ashley… Maybe it was her perfume, but she just smelled nice. Not nice, really. Naughty. Tonight I’m going to try to see if I can’t get to know her a little better.

I hopped in the shower to get ready for the party. The bathroom in my place is perfect. The shower has heads at either end of the shower stall, so while the hot water was running over my body I started lathering up and thinking about how this room was built for two people. My cock was getting hard thinking about Ashley under the other shower head – water pouring over her naked body. I lathered up my hard cock and closed my eyes, imagining me sudsing up her tits and rubbing my soapy cock up and down the crack of her ass. I squeezed harder and thrust my cock in and out of my fist. I knew her pussy would be tight. I could always tell. So tight and wet. I would pound my cock into her until she screamed out my name. Then I’d pull my cock out of her dripping pussy and press it into her tight little ass. Oh, she’d want it so bad she would thrust against my cock until it was buried in her asshole. I’d part the cheeks of her ass and watch my cock disappear again and again into her ass. Then I’d pull out and squirt cum all over her back, letting the water wash it away as I rubbed my cock on her ass and squeezed her ass cheeks.

I came so hard I had to brace myself against the wall of the shower. I seriously don’t think I’d ever cum that hard. It was almost surreal. I rest my head against the wall and softly kneaded the head of my cock. If I had a chance, I was seriously going to fuck her tonight.

Ashley

It was a long first day at the new job. That makes it sound so normal. It wasn’t normal at all, though. I work for Santa. At the North Pole. That’s not normal. But it kind of feels normal today, in a surreal kind of way. And back in my room, I feel really good. The elves were kind of making jokes about how we humans would probably all really like our rooms. That we’d really like The Pole. I don’t know exactly what was so funny, but they were all really sweet about it, and I felt like they were kind of encouraging us more than laughing at us. But all the same, it felt like being on the outside of an inside joke. Not a mean joke, but still it makes you wish you were on the inside. Well, it was the first day. What can you expect?

But I’m just putting all that behind me, because tonight we’re going to party at the community room in the residence hall. All of our housing areas are connected — even the elves who live “on campus” are here in this building. But they aren’t coming to the party tonight. Santa — Mr. Claus — made it clear that everyone was invited, but the elves all basically said that they wanted us to get to know each other better. That’s okay, I guess. I’m kind of excited to get to know some of these people better. They’re all pretty hot, and I’m pretty much in dire need of a good fuck. Let’s hope that there’s not so much goodness up here at the North Pole that fucking for the sake of it isn’t allowed. I have a good feeling about tonight.

Nick

I’m not going to the gathering tonight. Well, I might just observe. I don’t want to get in the way of the humans getting better acquainted, but I have to admit that I’m curious about how they interact with their own kind. Today was full of meetings and trainings, but there wasn’t an opportunity to get to know what humans are really like. We don’t seem all that different, but who knows?

We elves have the ability to not be seen. I mean, we’re not invisible, but we can just be unnoticeable. Maybe that’s too subtle of a difference, but that’s elves for ya! So I’m just going to stay out of sight and see what happens. We’ve got food and music. That ought to keep ’em talking for a little while. We’re all going to be together a lot, so I figure it’s important that we all are pretty tight. I just hope that everyone gets along.

Trevor

The party room was amazing. Soft lighting, candles (what IS it with these elves and fire, anyway?) and hors d’oevres like I’d never seen. I don’t know if that is reindeer meat or what, but it’s really good on skewers.

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With a last longing look in the ladies’ room mirror she shook her hair, trailed an elegant finger over her beautiful cleavage and reapplied her blood-red lipstick. Her pupils were vast and black, still dilated in luscious memory of the brutal fucking that had just been delivered by the maître d’.

But that was merely the appetiser. This night was far from over and she beamed as she sashayed back through the main restaurant towards the private dining room. She passed the maître d’ at his station and deliberately thrust her magnificent tits against him as she passed. In retaliation, he grabbed her arse cheek, still raw and tender from the earlier spanking, and pinched and twisted the delicate flesh, re-inflaming her desire and turning her body into liquid fire.

She tossed back her hair as he smiled courteously.

“Bonsoir Madame…,” he said politely while leaning forward and whispering, “you filthy bitch…”, agressively into her ear.

“Merci Stefan,” she said aloud, ensuring the other diners were listening, “and my compliments to the Chef this evening, that meat was just divine, so very rich and filling.”

“Merci, Madame, I will pass on your compliments. And I can personally recommend the cheese course, I would be delighted to bring the trolley through later this evening.”

“Let us see how we feel after the other courses Stefan. Perhaps you should mention the cheese to the Chairman?”

“Of course, Madame.” He bowed elegantly catching her gaze with a look of such burning lust in those black Gallic eyes that her pussy sent volts of electricity belting through her body. She nodded back graciously, at the same time licking her blood-red lips slowly and deliberately. They smiled and she passed. Such an entertaining game.

She swayed back through the main dining room towards the private room. Enjoying the looks of appreciation she attracted with her dark red hair and shimmering red silk sheath dress. Sleepy oni thunder gods tale izle cocks began stirring inside their expensive underwear as she passed. They were twitching to attention, primal instincts driven wild by the scent of expensive perfume mixed with cunt juices and thick French cum drying over her arse. She loved the wet, hot feeling of her juices mixing with Stefan’s still warm semen trickling down her inner thighs as she walked. Her pussy was burning with desire and buzzing with the anticipation of the night still to come.

With a deep inhalation, she arrived at the private dining area. Let the entertainment commence. She had started it earlier with the provocative display with the hot buttered asparagus spears and now it was time to let these boys play.

With an elegant sweep, she swung open the heavy wood doors and let the noise, heat and smell of expensive cigar smoke, citrussy aftershave and hot testosterone flood across her senses. Their smells were combining with her own musky juices and perfume to create a heady cocktail of desire which ripped through her body like wildfire. They should bottle that she thought, primeval lust with a hint of aftershave and cigar. Perfect.

She scanned the room – the fat bankers were still guffawing and guzzling red wine as they rammed big slabs of bloody meat into their mouths. The whole sight was pure erotica – rich powerful men dressed in expensive suits but still in their souls, primeval cavemen burning with lust and desire and raw animal passion. She was very, very excited.

Stefan the maître d’ was now standing by the Chairman, bent over and whispering into his ear. They were both staring directly at her as she entered the room – hard, black eyes fixed on her.

With a gesture the Chairman beckoned her over. The other guests sensed the change of tension in the room and the braying laughter diminished – slowly being oussekine izle replaced by a pulsing, expectant silence. Her high stiletto heels rang out across the marble floor, punctuating every step as she got closer and closer to the Chairman. A few lascivious comments accompanied her walk hinting at what may be to come.

The Chairman looked up as she reached his chair. Cold, hard eyes were burning through her entire body, right down to her throbbing cunt. He was pure male beast – rich, powerful and in control and she would do anything for him. Anything he commanded. He closed his eyes and tilted back his head to inhale deeply. Like a wolf scenting her, reading her deepest secrets from the air seeing, simply through smell, her wet, dripping pussy and cum covered arse twitching in anticipation of more abuse.

Without a word he stood, spun her round and bent her over so her arse was up in the air and her head down between her knees. She gasped as she felt cooler air caressing her buttocks and felt the silk of her dress on her previously bare back. Her round naked arse was now on display to the whole table. She could feel her swollen clit pulsing in excitement and a thousand nerve endings on her buttocks responding to the greedy, lecherous stares.

She gasped again as her legs were spread wider. Her cunt and arse were opening up to these men, desperate to be filled over and over and over again. Long, firm fingers spread open her labia and she jumped as cold, hard metal touched her burning clit. It was like ice burning on her sex – a sensation so intense and so painful it became exquisite pleasure.

It was a spoon she realised. The bastard was using a fucking spoon to scoop out the remainder of Stefan’s seed from her body. He was brutally scraping it across her vulva, like an impatient father cleaning up a messy child. She wriggled in protest and earned a stinging slap across the buttock for her reward. The paper girls izle flesh, so tender from Stefan’s earlier ministrations, sang out in pain but was quickly overtaken by the sensual glow of blood racing through her body to protect her delicate skin.

Scraping over, he spun her round again to face the table. “Yours I believe, he said, as he gripped her hair and began pushing the silver spoon towards her mouth. She resisted, playing the game to the full, tossing her head this way and that, trying to win this power struggle. The grip on her hair intensified and her head was yanked back and locked into position.

“Open your mouth, you spoilt bitch. We want you clean for the next course.”

She was quivering with excitement and a frisson of fear at his power. They could do anything to her here in this private room. The thought made her pussy burn with more intensity. Used, abused and worshipped. A divine and heady combination.

Power struggle lost, she succumbed. Her soft red lips began to open as the spoon came closer – a thick, unguent mix of cunt juice and cum – richer than a béarnaise sauce, more musky and intense than the finest truffle, this was fine dining at its very best.

The spoon was forced into her mouth. The cold, hard silver was shocking against her hot, wet mouth. She took the contents and swirled them around her tongue, savouring the exquisite salty, earthy flavour.

“Swallow it.”, he said. She obeyed, gagging slightly at its thickness – like a very fine oyster freshly ripped from its pearlescent shell. Then, opening her throat, she took a deep swallow and relished the thick, luscious wad as it slipped down inside her.

The table burst into spontaneous applause. Wolf whistling, bawdy remarks, lewd calls and laughter. She took a deep bow, thrusting her tits towards them, inviting them into her magnificent cleavage.

The Chairman smiled appreciatively. This woman was intense and thrilling. His cock was pulsing with anticipation. The thousand blonde faceless beauties he favoured were rapidly diminishing into distant dull memories as he savoured this ripe, voluptuous vixen who took such pleasure in her own senses and raw animal passions.

“Stefan,” he commanded, “we are ready for the desserts…”

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DON’T LET THE DOLEDRUMS FOOL YOU

Tempting Goodness for Outdoor Meals, boasted the advertisement. Vera studied the package for margarine with big gray eyes. It gave her ideas, but then she remembered that time in April. She had prepared Jell-o topped with whipped cream in a bowl and had waited for Jim to come to his bed. Once he appeared, coming out from his study just down the hallway, she had begged him to sample one of the ten delicious flavors over her vagina. He became furious with her.

“Vera! What’s gotten into you?”

He had done it again, had made her feel ashamed. He had called her “perverse”.

“You’ve got some nerve calling me names, Jim Woodward, as if pussy for dessert wasn’t the very thing men dream of!”

“A w-what?!” Jim had reproached in stutters, until she promised to wash her pretty mouth out with soap.

She came out of the bathroom a half-hour later in her blue cotton bath robe and a yellow towel wrapped around the russet-brown locks cascading upward into a thick funnel reminiscent of an African Queen.

Going back to blow-dry her hair, Vera could see Jim eying her in the mirror and Jim’s boner was poking out of his red and gold checkered pajamas that he had changed into. He was anxiously sitting on his bed in privileged confidence.

_That ungrateful beast of mine,_ she had thought. _What happened to the man I married? What happened to the boy who used to feel me up during our movie dates?_

Vera had grown tired of those missionary style thrusts and the glazed eyes that looked right through her. She had slid into bed and austerely refused his advances. Jim reached from his separate mattress and pulled her to his arch in anger. Vera threatened to kick him and he let go with a sigh and punched his pillow. After a few seconds of additional protest, Jim gave up and went to sleep.

Jim had always been a charmer to look at, such as this evening in his new charcoal suit with the red and gold tie that she had bought him for his birthday the previous November, but he was a frigid lover.

Even now, into their fifth year of marriage, he was a rack of nerves in bed. If she rubbed his hard bony manhood before coital penetration, he would get excited and ejaculate all over her unloved pussy. Her sepia-cloistered flower of evil would sit like a cuttlefish until God-fearing Jim rolled over and fell asleep.

She had begun to enjoy doing it herself. Her fingers had become her only joy in marriage, save for big half-peeled cucumbers and the spin cycle on their washing machine.

Jim was a missionary-style hack. When he came home drunk after weekend men’s night poker games he was a stinking bore and would probe her pink silk-panty-covered ass uninvited with his flaccid little meat slab until passing out into a dull roar.

Sometimes during those alcoholic nights he would get rough with her and bruise the soft creamy lip of her pink clitoris with his poorly aimed thrusts. If not for the pain and discomfort, it would be a welcomed change to their stud-bitch bedside manner, in which she often felt like a robot-sex-doll enslaved to their little suburban home in the middle of Flint, Michigan.

Vera could not get pregnant. This had added to her depression of late and in consequence their doctor had recommended lithium. She had been on it ever since, going on three months now, but the stuff wasn’t working. She had seen Dr. Von Franz for a second opinion.

Everyone in town was afraid of Dr. Von Franz because he prescribed alternative medicine based on his research in the Amazon Rainforest of South America. Everyone was afraid except her Aunt Clara and the Hippolyta Group, a society of women of which her aunt was a member. Jim’s side of the family was strongly opposed to such “pagan blasphemy and hooliganism”, and Jim forbade Vera from having anything to do with Aunt Clara or Dr. Von Franz.

The recollection deflated her as she prepared the evening meal. They were having Tom and Liz over for a dinner party. Tom was Jim’s friend from work and Liz was Tom’s wife. Tom and Jim were engineers at General Motors.

It was a June Saturday in the year 1956. Jim had allowed her to return a few books at the public library and now she was skimming the color pages of a National Geographic.

Advertisements had taken over her women’s magazines, attempting to control her through male-dominant subliminal messages. They wanted to keep her tractable and tame. They wanted her to tell Jim to buy things so that in turn she felt indebted.

Vera, like Liz, was a stay-at-home wife. Vera’s mother had been a Rosie the Riveter during the war making tanks and ammunition shells and Vera had practically spent her childhood at the factory. She had dreamed of becoming a scientist like Marie Curie but had married right out of high school.

A few years her senior, Jim Woodward had been captain of the baseball team. Some slugger he was now. He and Tom went golfing some weekends, which was the only time that either of them stroked their wood, Vera gathered—they were both raised Catholic. Liz was a Presbyterian. not dead yet izle Vera was Methodist.

But Vera _had_ visited her eccentric aunt, who had introduced her to the even more eccentric Dr. Von Franz. A man approximately in his early forties, Von Franz wore small round glasses and had receded, short, curly white-blond hair.

His office was filled with oddities: shrunken heads, creepy-crawlies in jars of formaldehyde, long, hand-carved pipes and blow guns, and exciting black-and-white photographs of Amazonian witch doctors and similarly unimaginable things beyond the scope of Vera’s 1950s America.

After a strange examination involving pungent, oddly scented pipe smoke and exotic pan flute music playing in the background, Doctor Von Franz prescribed her something called ayahuasca, which she was to administer orally from a beaker only during a full moon.

“Only joking, of course,” he had said, “unless you’re into Awajún witchcraft. But don’t overdo it! This stuff is potent!”

Today, the Saturday of June 28th, the moon was full in the daylight, although barely noticeable within the bleu celeste, and despite Vera’s fear of acting strangely during their dinner party, she had anxiously taken her first dose. It was a leap year, after all, and anything was possible. Maybe tonight was the night.

THE PARTY’S IN THE KITCHEN

“Honey! Tom and Liz are here! Could you come out here for a second, dear?”

“Be right there!” Vera shouted casually as she placed the knife on the cutting board. She went out to greet their guests. “Hello Liz, Tom! Glad you could make it!”

Liz was wearing her blue plaid dress, which made Vera think of Scottish Highlanders, to fit her scrawny body like a package and Tom was handsome in his charcoal gray suit and red checkered tie (boringly similar to Jim’s casual ensemble). Liz was a blonde beauty with squinting blue eyes. Tom was stocky and athletic and slightly shorter than Jim, at five foot eight. He had dark brown hair, cut short into a crew and beginning to recede. “You look lovely, Vera,” said Tom, kissing her on the cheek. Yet Tom was keenly aware that something was amiss with Vera—she could see it in his troubled green eyes.

She and Liz went to the kitchen while Jim and Tom vanished into the study.

“Here, what can I help you with?” Liz said. She had placed the brownies on the counter while Vera was setting the white wine inside the fat little Frigidaire.

“Almost got it,” assured Vera. “The roast is in the oven. I just need to finish preparing the salads and…” She looked at Liz from across the island. “You have such lovely hair.”

“Thank you,” said Liz, blushing. A beautiful smile lifted her face. “I can’t seem to do very much with it, so I just let it hang. Yours is so flexible. I’m jealous.”

“Don’t be! You have a lovely head of hair.” As Vera said this she began to picture what Liz’s private little forest was like, in contrast to her own modest little woodland, and suddenly she turned her eyes away in shame. But Liz did have a fine figure, and her vanilla calves shone under the sunlight beaming in through the kitchen window.

“I would love to spank your delicious bottom with a carrot,” Liz said, or at least Vera had imagined that she said. Perhaps the drugs were kicking in. The doctor had said that it would not take long.

“Hmm?” Vera asked, surprised. “Did you say…you want to…spank me with a carrot?”

Liz burst into a giggling smile and put her soft hand on Vera’s arm. “Are you alright, Vera? I could barely understand what you just said.”

But Vera was not alright. She was terrified.

There was a satyr with black cloven feet and sienna-colored wool for legs crouched down on the kitchen floor and he was balancing a golden wine cup on his penis while holding himself up with his human arms stretched back, and he was looking right at her with a crazed, expectant look. Standing about three feet tall, he had a black and reddish-brown horse’s tail and a white beard and thick brown curly hair on his black goat-horned head and his eyes were golden with slit-shaped pupils.

Vera emitted a guttural moan and glanced at Liz with fear-swollen gray.

“What is it, dear?” asked Liz concernedly.

“Nah-n-n…” she answered, shuddering in trepidation.

For a moment, Vera settled back and continued fixing the vegetables. She was careful not to lose focus, not to turn her eyes. She was not going crazy! She was not! The roast would be done any minute now. She had responsibilities.

When Vera looked back at Liz to study her reaction, she saw a naked blonde body chopping the carrots. Above a bronze torc necklace with an engraved equine motif was Liz’s head. Vera closed her eyes and snapped her own head to clear the impure fantasies flooding her mind and then took another look.

Everything was fine except… And then Vera began to scream.

“It’s humping my leg!! Get it off!! Get it off!!”

Vera was hysterical. ‘She’s having some kind of panic attack!’ thought Liz.

“Heeeelp!! obi wan kenobi izle Oh!! Help me!! I’ve gone craaayyzzee hee hee…”

Jim rushed into the kitchen, soon followed by Tom, and apprehended Vera. He shook her by the shoulders.

“What’s wrong with her?!” wondered Tom.

“I don’t know!” Jim answered in a fluster. He frantically checked his wife for cuts or burns as he struggled to contain her.

“I-I don’t know what’s happened!” relayed Liz defensively. They hadn’t bothered to ask her. She, too, was aghast. It had all happened so suddenly, and because nothing rational had transpired between them, she was worried for Vera. “We were just…” _What’s gotten into her? Has she lost her mind?_

“Here!” bellowed Jim. “Help me! Let’s…take her to the study!”

“Ahhhh!! Ahhh!!” Vera was still screaming like a wild banshee as Jim and Tom carried her into the hallway and they couldn’t get her to stop. She didn’t seem to be entirely conscious.

“But shouldn’t we…call a doctor?!” reasoned Tom.

“No! I don’t know!” Jim vociferated. “What if they have her committed? I can’t just have her locked up in a loony bin, now can I?!”

“I reckon not!”

“Tom, dear, maybe we should call her doctor!” said Liz as she followed them to the study. “If it’s her medication, he should know what to do…” “Right, the medication…” Jim said absently before checking his wife’s skirt pocket. “Got it…here it is…”

The study was a two-tiered room with a green-carpet-squared section before a large window and a smaller, lower-level marble-floored section around a fireplace.

A gaudy steel desk and a pair of high wooden shelves sat on the left wing of the carpet and a red, gray, and white plaid futon sat on the other near the window.

They forced Vera onto the futon and covered her in blankets and then watched as she began to settle. She was breathing heavily in short spurts and looked at them with stormy paranoia in her eyes.

“Jim!” Vera called suddenly. “Jim, hold me!”

But Jim only looked at her with a confused expression. He was afraid. He turned away and examined the little brown bottle from Vera’s pocket.

“Boy o’ boy…” Jim said, scrutinizing the bottle. He couldn’t make out what it said. Whatever it was, it certainly was not lithium. “What do you make of this?” he said finally, anxiously showing the small brown bottle to Tom.

Tom read the inscription. “I don’t know…what’s aya…hua… ayahuasca? Is it a new brand or something?”

“Oh dear…” Vera murmured from the futon. “…the Amazons…they’re in the carpet… Be careful!” She was reaching for them, afraid to set foot on the floor.

“Why, that rotten…that ssstupid-!!” Jim yelled hotly. “Maybe I _should_ have her committed!”

“Jim!” Liz cried in alarm. “Jim, you wouldn’t!”

Jim brushed Liz off with violent hand signals and met Tom’s conflicted gaze. “Why, do you realize what she’s done?! She’s gone to that…quack, Von Franz! After I deliberately told her not to!!”

“Now, just calm down, Jim,” said Tom.

“Everything will be alright. I’m sure there’s a reasonable explanation…just you wait…”

“Rotten succubus!” Jim growled. “Vera you’ve ruined our marriage! Our trust!”

He looked like he might hit her until Tom stepped between them. Jim protested as Liz and Tom struggled with him until finally they pulled him out of the study and locked the door.

“I’ll make her some tea…the poor dear!” Liz uttered from the other room.

AMAZON DREAMS

Vera didn’t know how long she had been locked in the study. Liz and Tom had vanished some time ago. Dr. Von Franz would have been here by now, or at least he had vowed as much during consultation, which meant _they_ were coming for her. Fear overcame her as she thought of what _they_ might do.

She had once read a magazine article about electroshock therapy being used to treat women suffering from depression. It had made her hairs stand on end, to picture such a hellish place.

_Oh, doctor,_ she thought, feeling broken and bedeviled. If only the good Dr. Von Franz was here to help. She had his number written down in her purse, but it was in the bedroom.

She could hear Jim talking to someone—on the phone, she assumed, unless Jim had gone crazy, too. Vera thought that she could perhaps listen in, but…

Careful to avoid the little Amazon villages within the carpet fibers, Vera got up from the futon and danced over to the desk along the left wing to pick up the receiver. Quietly as a cat, she lifted the receiver on the black office phone and heard a man’s sterile voice: “Yes, we’ll pick her up there…not to worry. We’ll take care of it, mister uhhh…”

“Woodward; Jim Woodward.”

“Yes, Mister Woodward… See you first thing in the morning…” Then the man hung up.

“Now, just a minute, I’m not-I’m not permanently crazy!” Vera shouted into the receiver. She heard a quick and sudden click on the other end.

Vera ran over and angrily beat on the ölüm zamanı izle door of the study. “Jim, you unlock this door this instant! Do you hear me?!” Vera waited at the door and listened. “Jim, Please!!”

It was no use. He had blocked her out. He was getting rid of her—probably dreaming of that secretary, Dorian, whom she had overheard them frothing over just last week. Dorian had cleavage. Did she not have cleavage? Weren’t her warm milk-filled cushions good enough for that jittery child?

Vera tried to think. Maybe Aunt Clara could help her. No, it was surely past Aunt Clara’s bedtime. She went back to the desk and called, anyway, but there was no answer. She tried Liz; Again, no answer.

Vera pictured herself being taken away in a straitjacket. She had seen it done in the movies. They would just come right in with big grins on their dumb faces and…

“Mrs. Woodward, how are you at catching butterflies? Come with us and we’ll find out…that’s it… Now umm Mrs. Woodward… Where are you going, Mrs. Woodward?”

Perhaps the men in the white suits could stop these angry fairies from pulling her hair out. There were five of them that had come out of a book on the bookshelf. After playing with the fireplace, they had flown towards her, giggling. They were cute little fairies with transparent wings and they were furious that she was trying to ignore them.

“Ouch!” Vera shouted. “Stop it! Stop it!” She ran away from them, scurrying around the room. Jim came in, just as the fairies finally flew away into the air vents.

“Finally… Jim! My dear Jim, please don’t let them take me! Call Dr. Von Franz! He knows I’m not crazy! It’s witchcraft! Witchcraft, Jim!”

“Sure it is…” Jim said uneasily. “Honey, I need you to take these pills…”

“Jim, let me out of here!” pleaded Vera. “I need to brush my teeth…to use the toilet… Just let me out!”

“Take these pills and I’ll let you out!” Jim promised with a simpering, crazed look.

Vera protested. “No! I won’t let you do this!”

Jim suddenly became aggressive. He forced her to swallow the sedatives with a glass of water and then angrily stormed back out again, locking the door behind him. He had been crying, Vera realized. He must have made a difficult decision.

Vera returned to the futon in nervous shivers and began feeling very drowsy. She wondered to what extent her hallucinations had to do with the books she was reading from the public library, Fantastic Mythical Creatures and Ancient Peoples and Their Religions. She wondered if anyone would bother to listen to her describe these associations. Then she fell asleep.

She dreamed of Liz. They were in the kitchen as before, but this time they were both naked. Liz approached, her blonde hairs glistening on vanilla skin. She kissed Vera lightly on the lips and began feeling her up with a carrot. The carrot brushed up and down Vera’s round little butt cheeks.

Liz kissed her again and then moved the carrot down her ass until it rubbed the lips of her pussy. She could see it extending through her silky brown-haired muff as it moved back and forth. It felt good to feel the texture as the vegetable warmed against her. She closed her eyes and kissed Liz deep on the mouth. They seemed to interlock forever, there before the cutting board. It was wonderful, being close to someone again, feeling beautiful and wanted, but suddenly a great, undeniable force pulled Vera away and her dreams became dark.

She was strapped down to a small squeaky bed and taken outside, into the universe, then pushed speedily through an enclosing tunnel of flashing lights that, after hours of confusion, led to a sanitized chamber of torture where demons took the form of humans pretending to be doctors. They gathered around as she lay ataxic and corpse-like, speaking to her in tongues with dark slits darting behind spectacle-distorted eyes.

They grinned down at her with pale schadenfreude while two of them shook their inflated heads up and then down in slow motion. Once they were sure she was watching, one of them squeezed a spray of elixir through a freakishly large syringe and shot something painfully into her arm—and everything fell into blackness.

When next she awoke, the fireplace of the study offered hopeful escape. She heard a whisper from that place of premonition and, looking out at the lower tier, saw Jim stark naked by the fireplace, which was lit with green-tipped flame, casting shadows.

“Jim, you’ve come!” Vera purred dreamily. “You’ve come to your senses!” She beamed happiness and with her slim finger beckoned him forward.

Jim’s hair seemed to be engulfed in orange flames as he strode forward. He smiled with warmth and reached for Vera on the futon pull-out, but she hesitated, taken aback by the unexpected encounter. She thought of demons that took possession of people’s bodies and it frightened her, but something pulled at her like gravity.

“Let me explain,” Jim said, caressing her, his voice a soothing baritone. “I’m sorry for losing my temper like that…I love you and I would never hurt you… Oh, Vera, my darling girl! I called that doctor, Von Franz, like you asked, and he gave me something, some kind of…aphrodisiac…from Peru, he said. And I thought… I’ve been secretly reading this book and…an Egyptian book on sex, you see—to please you, my dear, and…”

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The door slammed behind him as he left and the sound of their shouting voices was replaced with the cry of the baby. Susan went upstairs and settled her, soothing her back to sleep, before returning to the empty room downstairs.

She sat in the half-light, tears trickling down her cheeks as she relived their latest argument. It seemed that every day of the two months since Amy’s birth had included an argument or tension between herself and Pete. Never about the same thing, but usually ending in a shouting match and more recently with him storming out of the house to the local pub. Life should be so much better she thought, particularly following the birth of the baby they both had so much wanted.

Things had been so good in the past she thought and in her mind recalled the happy times of their past.

Susan had always been a quiet and shy girl right through her teenage years and into her early twenties. She had a few close friends but her shyness tended to scare off potential boyfriends in her younger years. Her friends assured her she was pretty but she rarely had the courage to accept the offer of a date with a boy or to get up to the intimacies that some of her friends confided in her about.

She was past her nineteenth birthday before she actually dated a guy. She smiled as she reminisced. Andy, she recalled, gentle and understanding. The poor guy had to wait until their fourth date before she let him kiss her. After six dates he hadn’t called her again – she could hardly blame him.

When she turned twenty she realised that it was time to grow up and behave like a more normal girl. This was partly due to the fact that with all her friends dating she was spending more and more nights at home alone. It was at her friend Jenny’s 21st party that she drank more than she normally would and let herself accept an offer to dance with Jenny’s older brother Jim. When they had danced for a bit and Jim led her to a chair in a dark corner she let him kiss her passionately, enjoying his roughness and probing tongue. When he whispered to her to come upstairs to his room something inside her told her that it was something she needed to do to overcome her inhibitions.

In Jim’s room, with the lights still off, they kissed deeply and she felt a thrill of anticipation when his hand fondled her breasts through her sweater. She hadn’t thought ahead to how far things would go but she had, when dressing for the party made up her mind that it was time that she shared her 36c breasts with a man. Her nipples hardened and Jim sat back, both hands massaging her as he looked into her face. She blushed, unsure of the next move then watched his face as he began to pull the sweater over her head. Once her top was off his fingers fumbled with the clasp at the front of her bra before it opened and his cool hands moved on to her naked breasts. She lay back as he explored and caressed them, kissing her lips and then her white breasts in turn.

She was aware of his excitement pressing against her leg as he fondled her, conscious of him rubbing against her. Tentatively she reached down to feel his hardness through his pants. He felt big and swollen and he pushed urgently against her hand as sucked at her breasts. Then he moaned deeply and Susan was aware of a warmth and wetness against her hand. It took her a few moments to realise that he had come in his pants. He was embarrassed, as was she, and while he cleaned up and changed his pants she dressed herself. They returned to the party and to her relief he made no attempt to try to see her again or repeat the experience.

Six months later Susan met Pete, like herself a shy quiet nikki bella says i do izle person. They got on well. They dated and respected their limits and while Susan enjoyed his kisses and petting she had no desire to let herself go as she had with Jim.

Two years later they married. It was a beautiful big wedding and Susan was so happy. That night when they went up to their hotel room she dressed in the bathroom in a black silk negligee and walked confidently to join her husband in their wedding bed. They made love for the first time, a little awkwardly at first as they became accustomed to each other. The next morning after long leisurely sex Susan lay in bed, happy and content.

The next 11 years passed quickly. life was good and their sex life remained good without being earth shattering. They knew what each other liked and their was a sense of security in their familiar routine.

When Susan became pregnant they were both delighted but Susan sensed from an early stage a change in Pete. He seemed moodier and less attentive towards her. She guessed as her body swelled that he found her less attractive and hoped things would revert to normal after the birth.

As she sat alone in the dark room Susan mused that things hadn’t improved. The birth had been routine and she had already regained her figure, thanks to plenty of exercise. She felt that at 34 she still looked good, eeven better than her younger years. She had a definite confidence in herself and in her size 12 figure. Her deep brown eyes were set in a pretty face under her short jet black hair. Her breasts were still swollen and heavy as she was feeding the baby herself but her waist was back to its original size. Her bum while not fat, still needed a bit of work she thought.

Not that Pete noticed she thought, and in her mind she counted back the months, estimating that it was now a full ten months since they had last made love.

A couple of days later Susan received news of the death of the mother of a close friend of hers. The funeral was quite a distance away and she was grateful when Wendy and Nick, friends of hers, offered to give her a lift. She arranged for the baby to be minded by her mother and filled enough bottles with her milk to cover the full day and more.

On the morning of the funeral Wendy phoned to say she couldn’t go, one of her children was sick, but if it was OK that Nick would still drive her.

Nick collected her shortly afterwards and they headed off down the country. While he was the husband of one of her friends she didn’t know him that well but conversation came easily as they drove and she found herself relaxed and comfortable. They stopped on the way, for lunch, and she found herself enjoying his company and his gentle manner. He was reasonably good looking, taller than her with light brown hair. His deep brown eyes matched hers and while slightly overweight he was by no means fat.

They reached the funeral and went through the normal routine of the church and the consoling exchanges afterwards. After a cup of tea with the family it was time to hit the road again.

The conversation as it grew dark on the way home started to get a bit deeper and Susan found herself confiding in Nick some of the difficulties in her marriage. Similarly he told her of his own problems, his knowledge of a previous affair of Wendy’s and of the difficulties in his marriage.

Again they stopped for something to eat, this time in an isolated country pub. They had to run across the dark car park as night had closed in and a strong wind blew heavy rain across them. Inside nolly izle in the warmth they ate and chatted and it seemed a pity when the meal was finished and it was time to dash back through the rain to the car.

Once in the car they giggled at each others windswept appearance and Nick leaned over to brush her hair back off her face. His hand hesitated and stroked gently across her cheek. Susan froze and watched his face moving closer to hers before she closed her eyes as his lips met hers. She didn’t move, just sat feeling the touch of his cold lips on hers as his fingers moved over her face.

His tongue moved gently over her lips, wet and warm. It probed between them, moving over her teeth, before with a gentle moan she opened her mouth letting his tongue move inside the warm depths of her mouth.

It felt good to be kissed, to feel attractive to a man again and he responded to her welcome by moving closer to her and increasing the passion of their kiss. Their mouths were moving together and his hand slid under her coat, around her waist, pulling her closer to him. They moved together, his hands stroking her hair, roaming over her back as they kissed.

Then he moved her, let his hand move up between them to cup her breasts through her blouse. She kissed him deeper, enjoying feeling him finding hr nipple through the thin fabric and making it harden. He squeezed it and she pulled away, suddenly aware of the fullness of her breasts, their sensitivity and the definite probability that any sensation would cause her milk to flow.

Nick seemed confused but moved away and they sat briefly in silence before he started the engine.

They drove in silence, her mind racing. On the one hand her body was glowing with passion and her mind delighted by his attention and his obvious desire for her. On the other, she was embarrassed by her lactating breasts and also by the manner in which she had rejected him. She could sense his frustration and confusion as she watched him staring at the road ahead.

After many miles of silence, Susan moved in her seat, nearer to Nick. She leant her head on his shoulder and after initial tension felt him relax. She kissed his neck gently then let her hand run over his leg, as he drove. Gently she stroked it, slowly moving higher until she let it run delicately over the front of his trousers. His response was immediate and when she repeated her movement she could feel that he had swollen and was pushing against his pants. Three or four long slow strokes later and she was aware that this man beside her was not only completely erect but also considerably larger than her husband.

She slowly undid his pants, pulling down the zip. His eyes never left the road. He adjusted his position in his seat slightly allowing her to pull his pants down very slightly and for his erection to spring out of the opening in the front of his shorts. Susan took her time, watched her hand exploring the thick curls of hair in his shorts and running up and down the full length of his shaft. She glanced up at his face, his eyes still focussed on the road.

Then she undid her seatbelt, allowing her to bend right forward until she could lick the swollen head of his cock with her tongue. She heard him moan and smiled as she started to lick and kiss his trembling erection.

She had just let her lips slide over the head of his cock when she felt the car bumping and then coming to an abrupt stop. She sat up, looked out and realised that he had pulled off the main road and that they were now in the dark corner of a field.

He undid his seatbelt and they sat for a moment, her normal people izle again unsure, him with his cock still exposed and pointing towards the ceiling.

He embraced her, kissing her lips, as he manoevured her seat backwards into the horizontal position. Then he adjusted his own seat before taking her in his arms, his cock pushing against her through her clothes.

They said nothing, their mouths locked together as she felt his hands roaming over her bum, pulling her against him. Then she realised he had opened the zip on her skirt and as he struggled to remove it she took off her coat. Next his hands were at the waistband of her tights and when she lifted herself to help him she felt her tights and panties sliding off over her legs.

How she wished she had shaved, she thought, but Nick didn’t seem to mind as his hand dived into her thick bush of curly jet back hair caressing and exploring before she felt him roughly sliding two thick fingers into her wet pussy. She moaned, enjoying his passion, realising that in a matter of minutes a man other than her husband would be buried deep inside her.

His hand moved, fingers touched her mouth and she licked at her own juices, amazing herself as she did so at the difference in her actions compared to the practised routine with Pete.

Then he kissed her hard, very hard, as his hand kneaded her swollen breast through her blouse. She felt it contract and a warm wetness spreading through her bra and blouse. She felt embarrassed again but Nick was moving, pulling open the buttons on her top and then opening and pulling aside her bra.

She couldn’t stop him, his hands squeezing and massaging and she felt her milk flowing as he did, soaking her breasts. His hands stroked her, wetting her, making her nipples harder and harder.

Then he was kissing her again, his cock against her belly as he moved her on to her side and then somehow over on top of him. They lay like that, her breasts leaking on to his chest before his hands moved down to her soft white bum.

He pushed her backwards until she was sitting, straddling him, his cock pushing into her hairy mound. Then his eyes fixed on hers, he moved, positioned himself, then let her sink down fully on to his erection. She hesitated and adjusted herself, loving the feel of this big thick cock, filling her as no man had done before. As he started to fondle her breasts they began to move together, slowly, his cock probing so deep inside her.

She closed her eyes, relaxed, her body on fire, her husband forgotten, all her focus on the sensations being generated inside her sopping pussy. She felt him move but kept her rhythm and then gasped as she realised he had taken her nipple deep into his mouth and was sucking her milk as they moved.

She threw her head back, moaned as she pushed her breasts forward to his eager mouth. She felt wild, a sense of complete abandonment coming over her.

His breathing was heavy, his movements sharper and she felt him thrusting harder upwards inside her. She moved with him, the car full of noises of panting, moaning and maked flesh slapping together.

Her orgasm hit her hard, she threw back her head and screamed as 10 months of frustration was released. His fingers dug into the soft flesh of her bum, pulling her down on to him as she felt him tense then explode inside her.

They kissed, moving slowly, relaxing until she collapsed on top of him.

After what seemed like an age in each others arms they cleaned up and resumed the journey home.

Susan sat, her head on his shoulder as the familiar sights of her neighbourhood came into view.

Suddenly as they passed the local shopping centre she instructed him to pull off the road into the darkened car park. Nick looked surprised and glanced across at her. Susan just smiled as she finished opening the buttons on her blouse and prepared to offer her breasts to him once again…………………..

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