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“So, I was thinking,” Sandy said. “You really could use a tattoo.”

I swiveled back across the table and tipped my Cervesa. “Oh, shit.” I managed to grab the bottle before it emptied on the rattan table top. A little to mop up, I swabbed what I could and asked, “I’m sorry, what did you say?”

“I would like you to get a tattoo,” she replied. Her eyes were like shiny, root beer marbles watching my face for reaction. “For me,” she added.

Not really sure where this was coming from or where it was going, I stalled a little and asked her what she had in mind.

“Well,” she said. “Your body is beautiful. I don’t think you need me to say anything more about that.” She paused to grin. “And, I really truly enjoy our time together- the trips, the adventures. We have some incredible times, and we have photos- but photos fade. Electronic images get lost. I want something permanent to remind us both.”

“You want to get matching tattoos?” I said. “I’ve always thought that could be kinda fun, but couldn’t think of anything meaningful…”

“No, not matching.” she interrupted me.

I stopped and canted my head and raised an eyebrow. She went on to explain how my body was a perfect canvas for what she envisioned- and getting matching tattoos was pretty trite, akin to getting matching jogging suits. No, she wanted something uniquely for me, something she designed; Something to wear of hers.

A breeze from the Bahía de Banderas lifted her chestnut hair, and she paused to sweep it back from her face as I sipped a little of my beer. When she looked back I was squinting at her, perhaps because of the setting sun, but she read it as a bad judgment of her request, so her face turned down to the table.

There are many things I don’t know, but I was fairly sure that I was lucky to have this woman in my life and wanted to always be so. It was clear she had shared a fantasy that involved me, that required me. I had felt no compelling need in my life for body art. (Who wants to see a guy with tattoos anyway?) But this was her fantasy, one that I could fulfill for her, and THAT was an opportunity to good to waste.

“O’k, babe,” I started. “As long as it’s tasteful, I would love to wear a tatt…”

She squealed and leaped from her chair. “You are so, wonderful! This is going to be so great!” A flash of white bikini, a blur of colorful beach wrap- and in a moment she was covering me in kisses. She danced off as I stooped to pick up my fallen sunglasses. The waiter was grinning at me and with a thumbs up, said, “Hermosa mujer, hombre afortunado!”

“Si, Paco.” I said. “I am a lucky man.”

–

The barber chair in the tattoo shop was intended for comfort, but my hip was angled up to best present my thigh for the artist, so it felt a little awkward. But it was o’k. Sandy was hovering around the head of the chair distracting me, clearly excited about the process. It had been two weeks since we returned from our trip, and she had been immersed in planning my tattoo. I won’t say obsessive, but her favorite place had become sitting cross-ways in the big armchair with a drawing pad. She would sketch furiously and sometimes stop, prop her pencil in her mouth and gaze at my torso. From time to time, the pad would drop to the carpet and she would pull me into the bedroom.

Having a beautiful woman lusting for you is a powerful thing. Knowing her fantasy brought even greater intensity. I watched her mentally applying patterns to my body. With her fingers, she traced my muscles and contours for fit with her designs. She infected me with her excitement. Her fantasy was becoming mine.

There were phone calls to shops and recommendations made. After all the on-line research and initial consult with the artist, we picked a design. I was to wear a stylized Mayan calendar to commemorate our most recent adventure. Sandy, took it to another level with a bio-mechanical surround, a bit like a Terminator prop. Seemed good to me, although larger than I had expected. So, this is what put me in the chair at Aces and Eights Tattoo.

Sandy’s breasts were pressed against the back of my head and she overlooked the artist shaving my hip and thigh. She kissed my ear with a little giggle as the stencil was applied. I heard a little gasp and felt her palm flatten on my chest as the artist test triggered the tattoo gun and dipped the needle in a small cup of black ink. Sandy’s rise of empires ottoman izle breath on my cheek stopped as the artist’s needle bit into my skin and the first line was engraved on my body.

The artist continued to work on my skin very efficiently and the pain was surprisingly light. Sandy was breathing again, short breaths. We were both watching her design materialize on my leg, injected bit by bit under my skin. I was fascinated by the process and the artistry. Sandy snugged in close to my ear and whispered. “You are marked for me now, a design you can never take off. It will be with you for the rest of your life.”

I like that idea.

–

The shower head threw little needles of cold water at my face and after a moment warmed to the temperature I preferred. I rubbed my eyes with my palms and tousled my hair while the strong stream washed away the thick-headed funk from a day at the office. My regular routine at the gym in the morning gets me going for the day and a quick shower after work always does wonders to get some energy back.

The shower curtain slid open a little and there was Sandy appraising me. “Do you mind if I join you?” she asked.

“Not at all. Hop in.” I grinned.

Fifteen seconds later, Sandy slid in behind me completely naked. She grabbed a bar of soap and started rubbing across my back. She seemed pretty intent on my neck and upper back. I have been working lately on my lats and traps- and I think the results are starting to show- Her soapy hands sure felt great right at that moment. Gradually, her focus dropped to my lower back, then my side and then my tattooed flank. I shifted a little to let the water rinse the soap from my tattoo and it stood out vibrant on my skin. The inflammation was gone. The scabbing had cleared. Only the indelible design, Sandy’s work, was there to see. She traced the Mexican-mechanical work with her finger like she couldn’t believe it was still there. I turned the shower off and turned and pulled her into me. I could feel her heart beating rapidly, so I grabbed a towel from the bar; we dried quickly and headed for the bedroom.

Sandy pinned me to the bed, sitting across my belly, holding my shoulders while she dipped and teased me with her mouth. Her tits dangling and brushing my chest. I am sure she could feel my erect cock on the back of her ass, because I could feel how wet she was on my stomach. She worked way down, nibbling on my nipples, leaving little bites along the way. Soon my cock flipped up between her boobs and slapped my stomach. We both laughed a little but we instantly shifted to intense when she held my cock in her hand and licked it very slowly from the base to the tip- watching me. She closed her eyes and slid her mouth down over my cock, taking it in as far as she could, and drawing herself up again with her lips wrapped tightly around. And again, slowly, over and over.

She has that special talent. Sandy can feel the way my body moves-maybe she can feel a stirring in my balls. She can take me to the edge and not let me release. This is what she did tonight. At exactly the right moment she slid off of me and repositioned herself across my body, feeling me writhe under her. I wanted to be in her. I wanted to unload in her but was not in a position to do so. I reached out and she parted her legs. Her pussy was deliciously slippery. I could feel her hips moving, willing me to tease her clit as she ran her hands up an down my body, invariably tracing my tattoo.

After a bit, perhaps not willing to wait longer, Sandy climbed on top of me and guided my cock into her. Her hands were on my chest and she was rocking back and forth when she suddenly fixed her blazing eyes on mine.

“You know, you will be tattooed again?” she said.

“Yes.” I answered.

She arched her back and moaned as her hips rocked faster and then slowed.

“I want to cover your body in tattoos. May I do that?” she said with the last bit squeaking out in a little girl voice.

“Yes.”

She began raising and lowering her hips. I could see the full length my glistening shaft as it was momentarily exposed and then disappeared deep inside her.

“Someday soon,” she she said, breathlessly, “I want to see my milky white tits laid against your deeply colored body. You will do that for me?”

“Yes.”

She arched her back again romantic getaway izle and began bucking, her hands frantically grabbing my nipples as wave after wave of orgasms shook her core. I could feel the dampness of her hips and back as I held her and thrust myself into her. In moments, I erupted. Sandy collapsed on my chest and was still. Both of us could feel the involuntary pumping from deep inside of my body continue long after.

–

The motorcycle was running a little hot when we pulled into Mesa, Arizona. Of course it was. It was summer and air cooled engines run best with a little chill in the air. It was now 104. Sandy had been planning this trip for months and we were close to a surprise destination. All I knew for sure was I was going to be tattooed again, a special tattoo, one maybe planned for an open space on my back- one of the few ink free places on my body.

Yes, I kept my word. Over the past few years, we had developed a cadence, a routine of travel followed by an elaborate addition to my body to memorialize the trip. The lower half of my body is like a travelogue of interesting places, artfully placed and well integrated. My upper body is artwork drawn from the mind of my woman. Sandy always selected extraordinary artists so the quality of my work was superb. She selected the subject, approved the design and picked the location on my body for every tattoo. What am I saying? It has become one tattoo, one unbroken, continuous tattoo from my ankles to my neck.

It is ironic that, through all of this, my office mates have no idea I am completely tattooed. The long sleeved, dress shirt regimen of my work has allowed me to be thoroughly inked- and they have no idea. Would Maria be shocked that I have the Manneken Pis tattooed on my ass? With the Singapore Merlion juxtaposed on my other cheek? I would guess Zhang would be impressed by the terracotta soldiers on my left leg, but Chet might not appreciate the colorful Carnivale dancers encircling my right leg. My chest and stomach are richly tattooed with woodland beasts, dark, mysterious, furry, toothy. Sandy even insisted on blackening my nipples so there would be unbroken dark color in the trees. That smarted a little, but, yes, she can lay her milky white tits on me now and she seems to glow like alabaster.

Sandy hopped off the bike when we pulled into the Wheelhouse Cafe and Motor Inn, and crunched over to the office to get a room and a key. I shook off my jacket and rolled up my sleeves; first my bird arm, then my fish arm. She had really enjoyed working on all the fluid, aquatic movement that ran from the deep water creatures on my wrist to the waves breaking on my shoulder. My favorites, though, were the birds that covered my right arm, capped with a red hawk at the top. I pondered the themes I wore now, and wondered what she planned for me next.

I had just dragged the carryall from the bike to the shade when Sandy came back.

“O’k, we’re all set. Let’s get cleaned up and go grab some dinner. Our appointment is not for a couple hours.” she said.

We took quick showers and changed into clean clothes and walked over to the cafe. A little meatloaf with instant mashed potatoes, canned corn and a hard pat of butter on white bread, served on green melamac plates- sure hit the spot. A couple of ice cold beers later, we still had time to kill, so I asked her, “Tell me what you have in mind for this tattoo addition?”

“I can’t, it’s a surprise,” she said as she got that devilish little grin.

“O’k,” I said, “but you know I am running out of space. Maybe, you’re thinking of doing something with my cock and balls?”

She laughed, flashing those beautiful white teeth. “No, not on this trip, but I have considered tattooing your balls to look like apricots.” And she giggled away as she watched my pained expression.

“Surely, you mean peaches, don’t you?”

Then she got more serious and said, “Your cock and balls are fine, more than fine,… for now.” Small smile. “No, what I have planned for tonight, I have thought about for a long time. You have given your skin to me and I thoroughly enjoyed tattooing every inch of your body. You are mine forever. I want to take one more step to seal us together.”

“I’m not sure what that means, babe.” I said.

“I am going to give you something new tonight, something very special…” she said with rüyanda görürsün izle sparkling eyes and added,”and then we can check out those cock and balls of yours later.” With that, she hopped out of the booth, grabbed the check and headed for the counter. “Time to go, slim!” she hollered back at me.

About 15 minutes later, we pulled into the lot of a pretty shady looking tattoo parlor called Red Scorpion Tattoos. It had a faded, hand painted plywood sign over the door. A little bell dinged as we entered an ice-cold lobby with a cracked linoleum floor. A bearded bear of a man came ambling out of the back wiping his hands on a rag like an auto mechanic.

“Are you Collins?” asked Sandy.

“Yes, ma’am. What can I do for you?” asked the man.

“We’ve spoken so many times on the phone, I feel like I know you. I’m Sandy.” she said. Collins’ face brightened as it dawned on him that this was the woman who he had been speaking with for months planning tonight’s tattoo session. They hugged each other, like old friends, and Sandy turned to introduce me.

“Well, hell man, Welcome to Mesa!” said Collins as he shook my hand and clapped me on the back. “I am glad you’re here.

Sandy saw a little confusion in my response to Collins, so she touched my shoulder and said, “Collins here is the best realism tattoo artist in the Southwest. His work is extraordinary. Trust me, you will be pleased.”

Collins took us in the back and showed us his work area. Very professional and surprisingly large, it did not match with the front of the store at all.

“Well, you know, it keeps the goofy kids out.” he said. We all settled into chairs in his workspace and settled down for business.

Collins said, “Can you show me the art you’re considering?”

Sandy said, “Sure!” and reached into her jeans with two fingers and pulled out a folded piece of paper. She handed it to Collins, who unfolded it once, then again and then peered at it closely.

“I think this should be no problem,” said that tattooist.

He turned it around to show me. It was a pear. Just a pear with a leaf. Not a very big pear. After all the elaborate tattoos I had received, this seemed pretty lame. I turned to Sandy with a confused look to ask if that was the special tattoo she intended, but she was standing up and tugging down her jeans. Before I could speak, she had pulled down her panties a little on the side and spoke to the tattoo artist.

“This is where I want it. I think it will look good there, don’t you think?”

Collins gave a huge toothy grin and said, “Absolutely.”

Both looked at me and laughed hilariously at my astonishment.

A little while later, Collins’ needle was engraving the pear on Sandy abdomen and I was holding her hand. She was watching me and I caught her stare.

“Honey, do you understand what this means?” she asked

“I’m not sure,” I said.

She paused and said, “It means, that my body is your canvas now. I am opening another avenue for you now. If you want me tattooed with anything you pick, anywhere you choose, even till I am completely covered, I will do that for you.”

Excitement surged through me, like it had never before. I was instantly hard and could not wait to get her back to the motel. I held her face and kissed her more deeply than I had ever before. My thoughts were a whirl of possibilities and I could not keep from smiling.

“There is one more thing I want from you tonight.” she said as she climbed out of that tattooist chair. He had handed her a mirror and she was examining her new pear tattoo. “We need to get your back tattooed.”

I was in the process of objecting and she stopped me. “Take your shirt off, and sit backward in that chair.” I pulled off my shirt and sat down where she instructed. Collins whistled when he saw the extent of my body art, but said nothing more as he pulled his cart over along with his working stool. Unasked, he began preparing the blank space on my back to be tattooed. Sandy walked around to the front of me. She asked Collins,”How is this?” He nodded.

Sandy held me with her eyes, and slowly stripped. She let her jeans drop. Her shirt was pulled over her head. She unhooked her bra and let her breasts swing. Finally she turned slightly and bent at the hips as she pulled her panties to her ankles and stepped out of them. With that, she slowly turned around and faced me. Her new tattoo shining on her otherwise unmarked body. Then she put her hands on her hips and tilted her head to the side in an artist pose. It finally clicked, Sandy was to be inked full on my back, drawn from life, complete with a pear tattoo that was unique to her.

As Collin’s tattoo machine started buzzing, I realized… Yes, I am a lucky guy.

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I was working one afternoon in my small hotel. A young man came into the office to inquire about a room _ he was in a word, beautiful. I mean, an almost feminine beauty… until you looked into his eyes. Then you could see that he was very male, and if that look was any indication, he was liking what he saw also!

So I told him the price per night. He asked if he could see one, and I said sure. I grabbed a key, and locked the office. He followed me up to the top floor, looking at my legs all the way up the stairs.

I opened the door to the room and walked in, turning the lights on. He came in behind me, and barely looked at the room, even though it was one of our best. “Do you always dress like that for work?” he asked me. I looked down at my floaty silk skirt, silk tank top, and four_inch heels, and said “Pretty much. Why?”

He told me I looked very sexy, and then casually said he’d take the room. I stood back for him to precede me out the door, and he ‘accidentally’ brushed his arm across my breasts. Of course, he saw my nipples pucker, and he sort of nodded and smiled.

We went back to the office, making small talk, and got him registered. As I do with every guest, I told him to call the office if he needed anything. He winked at me and assured me he would.

About ½ an hour later, the switchboard rang. It was him. He said he needed some towels or something to soak up what looked like a leak. He apologized, said he’d come down for them, but he’d just left the shower. I told him it was no problem, so I grabbed a bunch of towels and a flashlight, and went upstairs again.

He’d left the door open a little, so I knocked and went in. Oh boy….. he only had a towel on, and I saw that his face wasn’t the only beautiful part of him. What a body! I’m afraid I stared a little. Then, I don’t know why, but I asked him if he usually dressed like that! He laughed and shrinking izle said no, and I said “What a shame, you should!”

I then asked him to show me where the water was leaking, and we went into the bathroom. It was a pretty tight fit, but he pointed out the water for me. I dropped some towels onto the floor and knelt down on them. I looked under the sink and all around, and didn’t see anything. I looked up to tell him this, but my gaze kinda got stuck halfway up. He had an obvious erection happening, and as I watched, it only got larger, parting the towel a little.

“I have a confession to make” he said. “there was no leak… I just wanted an excuse to get you up here again.” I swallowed pretty heavily, and looked at his face. I was a little nervous _ after all, I was alone, and he was very strong looking.

“Don’t worry, I’m not into rape.” he said quietly. “I know you’re attracted to me too…” and that was really very true. I was. I reached toward him, and took the towel off his hips. I was impressed _ his cock was only about 7 or 8 inches, but it was nice and thick, and his pubic hair was trimmed to almost nothing.

I looked up at him as I curled my fingers around his length, and I saw as his eyes heated with lust and pleasure. I ran my fingers lightly up and down him, exploring his heavy balls, changing the pressure of my fingers from light and teasing to tight and demanding. then I slowly leaned forward, and delicately licked the head of his cock, tasting a bead of precum. I held his hips with both hands, and licked him from balls to crown, inhaling his musky, slightly soapy fragrance.

Then I took him into my mouth, sucking him deeper, slowly working him into my throat. He grabbed my head and moaned, thrusting his hips forward, forcing his cock deeper into my mouth. I looked up to watch him watching my mouth eating his cock, sihirli annem izle which really turned me on. I let him set the pace, fucking my mouth, and I played with his balls, running my fingers from his tight anus to swirl around his tightening sac.

He started thrusting faster and deeper, and told me he was going to cum. I worked harder at sucking, making sure the head of his cock was in my throat when I swallowed, knowing my throat muscles were squeezing it. Suddenly, I tasted his cum, thick and salty, on my tongue. I shoved my nose into his pubes and swallowed for all I was worth. I didn’t want any to dribble onto my silk top.

He gave a hoarse shout, and stood rigidly while his cum jetted into my throat. His legs and hands were trembling as I licked his penis clean. I stood up, kissed his mouth, and went quickly back to the office. I was so turned on, I knew I needed to cum myself, and soon!

I was in the back office, debating whether or not to pleasure myself, when I heard someone enter the office. It was my new friend, and he looked very determined. He told me we weren’t finished, and to lock the office door. So I did. I brought him into the back, and he lifted me up onto the desk. He took my top and bra off without a word.

“Jesus, you’ve got great tits” he said. He sucked my nipples into his mouth one at a time, squeezing and playing with them. I started to moan softly. He spread my knees further apart and stepped between them. Then he lifted me a little, pulled my skirt from under me, and set me back down. He pushed the front of my skirt up to my waist and told me to lean back.

I rested on my elbows, and watched as he ran his hands across the front of my lace panties. He soon pulled those down my legs and off, and I heard him groan. He had seen my hairless pussy, and I knew he liked it. Holding my knees in his hands, sizi dinliyorum izle he leaned forward and kissed my bare mons. His tongue flicked out, and I felt fiery heat lick my clitoris. He slipped his hands up my legs, and used his thumbs to spread my pussy open more, then he buried his face into me, shoving his tongue inside to lap up my juices.

Then he sucked on my clit, nibbling it, and stuck two fingers into me. He used those fingers to fuck my pussy as he licked and bit my clit until I wanted to scream. Suddenly I stiffened as his fingers found a very sensitive area inside and stroked it.

That was it, I orgasmed all over his mouth and fingers, crying out pretty loudly. Before I came back down from my orgasm, he had pulled out his stiff_again cock and draped my heels over his shoulders. He guided his penis to my wet, open pussy, and rammed it deep inside me.

He used one hand to press on my mons, and thrust heavily against me, fucking me roughly. His other hand was on my tits, squeezing my nipples sharply. I raised my hips and tightened my legs, bucking against each hammering thrust, giving as good as I got. At this pace, with this ferocity, it wasn’t long before we both felt our orgasms peaking again. We came together, me with a scream and he with a loud shout, and then we were still. I could feel where his fingers had dug into my skin, and I knew I would have some bruises. Then I realized that so would he!

He slowly took my legs off his shoulders, massaging my hips. His softening cock still embedded in my quivering pussy, he leaned over me and kissed me softly on my mouth. We helped each other clean up, and got dressed again.

Before he left the office, he invited me up to his room again, whenever I wanted. He said he was going to extend his stay, and looked forward to taking me to bed.

It was a great week. Good thing it was off_season, so I wasn’t busy at all _ except sexually! The best part about it was that he didn’t try to leave me a tip when he left 8 days later. Instead, he left a beautiful card, a white calla lily, and his phone number. I don’t know if I’ll ever call him, but if I do, well…..that’ll be another story, won’t it?

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Writers Note: All of these stories are real, from my experiences. I share them here because I have no other place to share them, it would be considered creepy in polite society. I don’t try to describe the details of the girls to the Nth degree. I allow the reader to fill in some details based upon their personal likes and dislikes, that’s what I do when I read your stories… The only thing that have been changed are names and addresses.

This is a follow up to my three part series of Massage Choices in Houston, you should probably read them first.

I feel like I have to circle back and explain that, while I thought My Spa was an exception to the rule, Heaven is currently breaking all the rules. AND I LOVE IT.

When I explained about Heaven, I said that they have the higher door fee, and are in an upscale area, so full service is not (typically) offered. It happened once but it was disappointing and I never saw her again. Well, it happened a few times recently, so I figured I would give a post script.

*****

AMY

About two months ago, I stopped in on a Friday afternoon and Amy was assigned to give me a one hour massage. She is younger than typical for this place, and very pretty. She had on baggy clothes, so I couldn’t really see her body.

I thought that her massage would be different, since when she started she used a completely different body position. Typically the masseuse keeps her body perpendicular to you when she is doing your ass and lower back. Her knees will often contact your side.

Amy lined up alongside me, so there was much more skin to skin contact. She wore a long baggy shirt above a loose skirt. When she kneeled she pulled up her skirt, so her legs contacted my body more than normal.

Next, because of this position, she would stretch out when trying to reach my upper back, this would cause her to rub her tits on my back. Eventually she sat on my ass to continue to work my back. I could feel she just had a thong between her pussy and my ass. When my back was done, she slid backwards and straddled one of my legs, while she massaged my ass.

She went right for it. After just a minute or two she started reaching under and rubbing my balls and then my cock. The massage was over, now it was just foreplay.

Pretty soon she had one hand reaching under me, while the other rubbed my back. She had to lean forward for this. I was reaching my hands back to feel whatever I could. It was then I realized that while baggy, her shirt had a big hole at the top for her head, and I was able to reach in and play with her tits. They were encased in flimsy red lingerie. They felt great, really great, I couldn’t wait to see them.

Finally she stopped, climbed off and whispered in my ear what I have been waiting for. “Please roll over.” I didn’t delay, and she didn’t delay in restarting my hand job.

After a few minutes I realized I needed a pause, so I didn’t finish early, so I got up on my knees to face her directly. I reached down and started to remove her shirt. She didn’t stop me, so I continued. I could now see her large D cup tits, in her red lingerie. The lingerie was pretty, but not pretty enough to block my full view of her tits. It came right off with no protest from Amy. While I was at it, I tried to lower her skirt. I said I was going to just keep stripping her until she stopped me. I hooked my thumbs in the waistband of her skirt and thong. This is where she stepped in. She was ok with the skirt, but not the tiny see though thong she was wearing.

Once I got the skirt off she sat back and took one of her hands and started rubbing her pussy. She wagged the fingers on her other hand at me in a no – no fashion. So I knew the limits, the thong wasn’t coming off.

However, this didn’t mean that we were going to go back to the hand job either. She had me lay down on my back and wrapped her tits around my cock. Then she laid down so her tits were on my cock, and her head was on my belly.

She then started a move that I had only ever read about. A full body contact slide. She would slide her tits up to my face, while her crotch rubbed up the length of my cock. Then she would reverse until her mouth got down to selling the hamptons izle my cock. Here she would grab it and stroke it a few times with her lips just at the head. Then she would slide up again. During each slide my cock would traverse her entire body, from her mouth, through her tits, to her pussy.

This body slide kept up for a few minutes until I couldn’t take it anymore, and I blew my load mid slide. Just as her tits were re-wrapping them around my cock. It was mind blowing.

This visit was so unbelievable that I called ahead two weeks later, to see if I could request Amy. I asked if she would be available at three. The guy on the phone said he would have to see and call me back. Five minutes later he called me back and accepted the appointment.

I thought this was strange, he had the appointment book right in front of him. As it turns out, she was not scheduled for work at that time. He called her and asked if she could make the appointment. When I got there I actually parked next to her. She remembered me, and we walked in together.

I paid at the desk, and she showed me to my room. But instead of dropping me off to get naked she stayed with me. I started stripping down as she took her winter gear off. (It was Houston in February – it is never that cold, but people from here still wear winter coats, scarves, and hats…)

She was not in a typical massage outfit. She was in a puffy one piece jumper that did not look like something you would want to get massage oil on. But I stripped, and laid down. She started the massage, but it was only 15 minutes before the hand job started.

It started with her caressing and grabbing my balls. Soon I was on all fours getting milked. It was incredible, but it was too early in the hour to blow my load. I already knew she would stop the massage after the orgasm, and just cuddle.

I had a goal of getting her naked this time. When I stopped the milking I kneeled next to her and started to unzip the jumper. I started saying that “Last time I stripped you to your thong, this time I want to take the thong off too.”

However I didn’t have to. She was naked under the jumper, so within 10 seconds of starting to lower the zipper, she was on her back with her legs spread wide.

I could not believe my luck. With my and mouth, I went right for the tits, and started rubbing my dick on her slit. Let me describe her tits a bit. She is a relatively small frame Chinese woman, with great D cup tits. The really didn’t sag at all, but they didn’t feel fake. After three sessions I have handled these puppies so much, if they were fake, I would have noticed.

She seemed ready and interested in fucking. I agreed to her outlandish tip request. I asked her if she had a condom, and she said no. It didn’t seem to give her pause, but I actually had one. I got up from the bed, crossed the room and got the condom out of my pocket. I slipped it on, and slipped right between her legs.

She was so young, beautiful, and tight I was in heaven, but I knew it would not last for long. She had been teasing me for fifteen minutes, I was close to finishing. I just tried to pound as hard and fast as I could to get in as good of a ride as possible. In only a few minutes she was cleaning me up.

I would typically expect her to get dressed, and do a little more massage, since we had time left in our hour. Instead, she wanted to snuggle. She stayed naked and laid down with me. This was actually a little awkward. I didn’t want to get up, since I paid for an hour and had a beautiful naked girl in my arms, but my dick was deflated, so we were not going to have sex again.

A month later I had a severely pulled muscle, and I tried to schedule her for 90 minutes. I was hoping for an hour massage, and then sex. But she was not available and I met Coco.

Coco was also way younger than the typical masseuse at Heaven. She was at least as pretty as Amy, however it is hard to say that anyone’s tits could be more perfect than Amy’s.

Coco came in to massage me, and I did my typical move and rolled onto my back and sat up, while naked.

I showed her my radically inflamed left sense8 izle quad, and asked her to spend some time on it. I sat there naked, while the two of us discussed the swelling in my left quad vs my right. She ran her hands from both of my knees up to my crotch a few times. My left leg was in pain, but when she got to my crotch, my attention changed…

I was hoping that she would work on my leg first, and then do the relaxing massage, but that didn’t happen.

She asked me to roll over on my belly in order to start the massage. She spent a half of an hour massaging my back, and the back of my legs. Then she asked me to roll over.

Once I did, she wasted no time to start playing with my dick. I tried to feel her up, and she started saying “This is our first time together, I don’t know you.” What she was really saying is “How much of a tip will you give me”.

Honestly I was in a lot of pain with my leg, so I wasn’t looking for full service. But I really wanted to get her topless, and maybe naked. I kept saying, no sex, just topless. She quoted a really high number but I refused just to get her topless. We negotiated to a final price. It was agreed she would get fully naked – the cost difference between that and topless was about $20.

I got off the massage bed and retrieved the money from my wallet. She was standing next to the bed when I paid her. I spun her around so she faced me, and started stripping her. I lifted her baggy shirt, and was very happy with the bra encased tits that were presented to me. I then went for the yoga pants and lowered them. I took the thong off next.

I guided Coco back onto the bed, but she was really acting strange. She seemed to be trying to protect herself from me fucking her, even though we agreed to not having sex, just having her nude. This was really awkward. All I wanted was access to the tits, and she was curling up in a ball.

I finally ran through the previous negotiations in my mind and realized we were only $20 away from the Full Service price. So while I didn’t come here hoping to fuck her, $20 would make the time more enjoyable.

I said “Hang on, if I pay you the $160 (instead of $140) we can have sex?”

She said “yes.”

I got up again, followed my hard on to my wallet and got out $20 more. This changed the entire experience. She started stroking me and finally laid down on her back with her legs open for me.

I climbed between her legs, ready to push my dick in and then I asked “do you have a condom?”

She said, to my surprise “No. So make sure you are careful.” Well that was a great invitation to fuck her bareback, but caution took over, and I retrieved a condom from my pocket. My experience with Amy made me realize I should carry one…

I put the condom on, and Coco turned into a tiger, which was far away from where she was $20 ago. She grabbed my cock and pushed it into her. She then grabbed onto my shoulders and helped push on every thrust. She was into it so much and so loud I thought management would come in.

But they didn’t interrupt us and we were able to pound away like this for five minutes, before I came and almost collapsed in exhaustion.

She took the condom off and wrapped it up in tissues and said she would get in trouble if anyone saw it, so I had to take it with me. She proceeded to wrap it up until it was the size of a softball.

We were only about 40 minutes into my hour, so I laid on my back and she started working on my sore leg. I wished we got this over with before the sex, since it hurt so much. She was successful in reducing the pain and the swelling, so I guess it was a win-win.

Since then I have been getting too many massages. They seem to help the leg. I had a 4 hand at My spa (the place that does not give happy endings) I sat their naked explaining to an experienced woman, and a trainee how much my leg hurt. The trainee did the lower half of my body and didn’t realize she was supposed to cover my junk with a towel. When the other woman realized this it sounded like she chastised her in Chinese. I didn’t mind hanging out.

I recently had two more times with Amy. Neither time did we have sex. My leg had almost sewer divers izle healed and I reinjured it. So I went back in a lot of pain and had her massage it. Yesterday I went back again. She made a lot of improvement at the previous visit, and now my pain and swelling were reduced, but still there.

This time she welcomed me and remembered me. She asked me how my leg was, and remembered how it was wrapped up last time. She left the room, and I got naked and laid on my back instead of my belly.

She seemed surprised when she entered the room, but I sat up to talk to her about my leg. She came onto the massage bed and started feeling up my upper left leg, from the knee to the hip, and reached back to my ass to see if those muscles were sore – which they were from limping. She would also reach over and rub my right leg to compare it. Of course from her angle, she would rub her forearms against my cock every time she reached for the other leg. I wasn’t complaining. I asked her to massage the leg first, so we would have the painful part first, then the relaxing part. She agreed.

She then proceeded to work my quad for at least 30 minutes, without covering my cock with the towel for more than a few minutes total. Every once in a while she would rub it with a forearm. She would make it look inadvertent, but she was just trying to keep its attention.

This massage hurt, but it was needed.

After she finished my leg, she had me roll onto my stomach, and started my back. We only had 30 minutes left, so if she was going to massage my back and give me a happy ending we were pressed for time.

She didn’t disappoint. Ten minutes in she started reaching under to rub my cock. Once she got it hard she rolled me onto my back. I immediately started stripping her, and had her naked in a minute. My god, I will never tire of those tits. They are perfection.

There was no negotiating, so I assumed sex was off the table. Just as well since my leg hurt.

She started giving me a great hand job while I played with her tits and ass. I stopped her a few times so I could back away from the edge of coming. Each time I knelt up to face her. I would embrace her and feel her up some more. The second time I laid her on her back. She kept her legs closed, so I moved up so I was kneeling next to her tits.

All the while she was still stroking me.

I don’t know where the request came from but I asked if I could come on her tits. I have never requested that before. Her face may have been better, but I didn’t ask for that. I assumed I would finish myself off while she laid there, but no.

She got up on one elbow and enveloped my dick in her large pillowy tits. She kept rubbing me with her hands and tits until I came. I almost got it in her face, but managed to contain myself to her upper chest and tits.

Wow, it felt great. I collapsed down onto my back while she got up, cleaned herself off, and then cleaned me off.

A final few visit to briefly discuss…

I have actually been a little less than pleased with the overall experience a few times with Amy, since we got to the point where we would jump to the happy ending with no massage. Once she entered the room with me, stripped down while I striped, and then went right into a hand job.

Recently we went at it for ten minutes, but after I finished all she seemed to want to do was cuddle. After ten minutes, she tried to get me hard again. I wished her luck, I am a little old for that. I instead asked her to do more massage. I flipped on my stomach and she massaged me until the 50 minute mark, and then tried to get me hard again.

This time she was successful. It took more effort than usual, but she did get me to cum a second time in that hour.

I now realize I have to manage her time better. I just booked her in advance for a 90 minute session. When we entered the room and each started to strip, I said I had two rules for the day.

1 Lets use the first 30 minutes to fool around until I cum, and then

2 Lets use the remainder of the time with the massage, but I wanted her to get me to come a second time at the end, since she raised the bar so high the previous visit.

It worked well. In five minutes I was in between her legs banging away. Not in her pussy, but just above it with her oiled hands cradling my cock. With that out of the way, she gave me a great massage, and finished up with a hand job. I will try to effectively manage the time with her like this in the future.

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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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