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Outside the comfort zone

The Second Night

They drank a bottle of red wine, with their dinner. Cassey wasn’t too comfortable, with idea. But Katherine put her foot down; stating that there may be times, both in social or with a client, where having a drink was acceptable, if not polite. It was time to put away immature drinks and to start drinking, like grownups. That said, Katherine was liberal with the glass sizes of wine.

Katherine was moving the coffee table to the end of the sofa, so it wouldn’t be in the way of the T.V. She went back out to the kitchen, to get the wine.

Cassey was already sitting on the sofa, dressed in her tight fitting track suit.

“So, what’s the plan, mum?” Cassey asked, expectantly.

“I thought we’d have an evening of watching “Only fools and horses.” Just like we use to.” Katherine replied happily.

“Wow, that’s certainly going to break our comfort zone barrier.” Cassey sounded a bit put out, by the plan.

“Well, it’s a comedy that we both love. We have 2 bottles of chilled white wine (Katherine waved, before placing them on the coffee table), we have a very large bowel of pop corn and!” Katherine could see that she now had Cassey’s attention. “And, we’ve still have to get dressed for it.”

Cassey was looking at her mother quizzically. “Mum? Have you been shopping, again?”

Katherine became rather excited. “Oh, you’ll love it. I got us matching robes. They’re gorgeous! Come on.” Katherine took her daughter and handed her a clothes box. “Go and put it on and meet me in the dining room.”

Katherine was already standing in front of the mirror, by the time Cassey joined her. She was now dressed in a black silk Japanese style robe that came half way up her thighs. The robe had 2 Japanese style dragons stitched on a chest level that now that Cassey was wearing it, looked like they were climbing up her breasts. The robe was finished off with a red silk belt, tied loosely around her waist.

A tremble ran through Katherine, as she felt herself growing moist, at the sight of her beautiful sexy daughter. It seemed to her as if Cassey was gliding across the floor, stand beside her mother.

“You look amazing!” Was all that Katherine could say, as Cassey wrapped an arm around her mother’s waist and rested her head upon her shoulder. Moving her head slightly, taken in the smooth sensation of the cool silk on her skin, Cassey sighed.

“It feels wonderful.” Cassey murmured, with her eyes half closed. “Shame you couldn’t get them measurements right.” Cassey said, looking down at her mother’s legs. Her robe was also half way up her thighs.

“Oh, don’t worry about that. How does it make you feel?” Her mother asked, staring at her reflection in the mirror.

“It does feel wonderful and-” Cassey paused as she started to think about the implications of what she was thinking. “And sexy?” Cassey was surprised to hear herself, saying such things about herself.

“And you want to spend the night in?” Katherine asked in a teasing manner.

Cassey broke away from looking at her mother’s reflection and turned to stare at her mother’s profile. “Mum, I don’t need to be a Psychologist, to work out, that, if you want to go out dressed like this? You really need to get laid, mum!”

It was Katherine’s turn to look away from the mirror. She looked Cassey in the eye and with a mischievous look on her face said; “I can think of worse ways of spending the evening.”

They both burst into fits of giggles. Katherine slowly returned her gaze to the mirror.

“It does feel wonderful.” Katherine said in a dreamy voice, as if her mind was elsewhere.

Cassey looked back at the mirror, only to see her mother delicately circling her fingers around her left breast. A slight bump of her nipple was now noticeable, under the silk robe.

“What are you doing mum?” Katherine couldn’t help but notice the shock that was entwined in her daughter’s words.

Katherine stopped, and stared at her daughter’s reflection, in the eye. “Outside the comfort zone, remember?” She pulled the top of the robe, so it revealed the breast, hidden within it.

With a sharp intake of breath, a hand swung to cover her mouth. “You’re not wearing a bra!”

“That’s not all.” Katherine said, with a broad smile across her face, as she turned side on onto the mirror. Her hand disappeared under the robe and slowly rose, revealing her leg all the way up to the hip. “No panties.”

Cassey’s face was a mixture of horror and fascination. “I can’t!” She stuttered out. “What if someone found out?”

“Come with me.” Katherine led Cassey out of the room.

Wait until I’m by the window.” Katherine said leaving her daughter in the living room doorway. Katherine picked up a chair and walked over to the closed curtains.

“Turn off the light, please.” Katherine did as her mother asked. The room was enclosed in darkness. Then, a faint glow of light appeared as her mother pulled back the curtains.

“Come over here!” Her mother called to her.

Cassey’s journey was helped by the dim light that now bathed güvenilir bahis the room. She stood by her mother, looking out the window. It was dark as night, only illuminated by the faint lights from the houses across the road and the constant faint glow from the lamp post further down the street.

Cassey then noticed the people, hurrying home and remembered that it was Friday. She wondered how many of them were rushing to get home, or to go out, for the night.

“See Cassey, no one is bothered by us. They are lost in their own small world, even to notice us.” With saying that, Cassey could see her mother’s elbow, now horizontal with her chest. The elbow shot back, as her mother’s body was thrust forward.

Cassey could image her mother grabbing hold of her robe and pulling it apart, exposing her tits to the unknown world, outside. Cassey watched in awe and wonder as her mother did this over and over again, as she called out to the world outside, to notice her.

Katherine stopped and turned to Cassey. “Come on, give it a try!”

Cassey couldn’t believe it when she saw her own hands, grabbing her top and pulling it apart to expose her breasts. She could hear her own voice calling out, to the passing by. And the laughter! She realised she was laughing.

She turned to mother, with a huge grin across her face. She could see the outline of her mother’s face, in the pale light. But, there was no mistaken the twinkle in her mother’s eyes. Katherine stopped. Her movements indicated to Cassey, that she had kicked off her slippers.

Katherine held onto the window frame as she climbed onto the chair. She straightened herself up, as Cassey saw her hands move to the bottom of the robe. Katherine stopped and turned her head in Cassey’s direction. Cassey could see a large toothy grin and a intense look in her mother’s eyes, all by the faint light from the lamp post.

Suddenly, Katherine pulled apart the bottom of her robe, all the while staring at her daughter. She turned back to the window and flashed again, screaming out; “Come on world, see what you’re missing.

Frantically, Cassey grabbed hold of her mother, as climbed up onto the chair. Katherine leaned back onto the window frame, to steady them both. She wrapped one arm around her daughter’s waist, to keep her safe.

Cassey grabbed to bottom of her robe and looked at her mother, as if waiting for her to stop her or dare her.

Cassey defiantly pulled back robe. She looked back out the window and repeated it again and again, lost in excitement and laughter. Katherine was lost in her own thoughts, as she watched out of controlled excitement. Panting with excitement, she whispered words of encouragement.

“Moon them, Cassey!” Katherine marvelled of the control she now had over her daughter.

Cassey wiggled round, until she was facing away from the window. She bent over, almost pulling them both off the chair. Katherine changed her position, so with an arm wrapped over her daughters waist, her hand pressed into her daughters stomach.

“Come on Cassey, moon them, for mummy!” Katherine urged. A jolt went through her, as she felt Cassey’s hand brush past her mound, followed by Cassey thumping her thigh against, as Katherine realised that her daughter was lowering her panties. Katherine pulled up, the bottom of Cassey’s robe, seeing her naked arse. Drool dripped down from her salivating mouth.

“Come on Cassey, wiggle that bum!”

Cassey wiggled as her hands worked their way back up to her arse. She paused and then gripped her cheeks and pulled them apart.

Katherine almost had an orgasm, there and then. This was just too much, for her. All she could think of was, would Cassey do this for me? Sitting on the sofa, would she bend over and expose herself, just inches away from my face?

“Wait! I’m not a lesbian!” The words seared across her mind. “No! I’m helping my beautiful sexy, realising how beautiful and sexy she really is. That’s why I’m enjoying this!” Katherine thought, trying to justify herself to her own thoughts.

“Alright Cassey, that’s enough.” Katherine panted out, to sounds of disappointment from her daughter.

Katherine climbed off the chair. Looking back, she saw Cassey’s panties hanging from her knees, and then slipping down to her ankles.

“Cassey put your arms around my neck and I’ll lift you off.

Cassey draped her arms her mother’s neck, as her mother’s hands ran up the back of her legs. Katherine pulled Cassey towards her and lifted her off the chair. Cassey gently slid down her mother, to the floor. Her robe slid up around her waist, exposing her, while her mother’s hands were resting on her arse cheeks.

The stood there in silence, staring into one another’s eyes.

“So much for a quiet night in.” Cassey said, finally breaking the silence, her arms still around her mother’s neck.

“It’s not over yet, we haven’t started on the pop corn!” Katherine whispered in reply.

“You get the curtains, I’ll get the light.” Katherine said, frightened of what might happened if she didn’t move away. As she broke away, it güvenilir bahis siteleri felt if neither of their hands wanted to leave their embrace.

“Don’t put the lights on, just yet!” Cassey said, after she had closed the curtains.

Katherine could hear the sounds of her daughter moving, until she heard her say.

“You can turn the light on, now”

Katherine turned the light on and saw Cassey walk across the floor with her hands behind her back. She stopped and spread out her arm and gave a bow, like a magician’s assistant.

“Ta-daa!” Revealing her bra in one hand and her panties in the other.

Katherine enthusiastically applauded her daughter.

“And, for my next trick!” Cassey threw her panties at her mother.

Katherine caught them. “At last, my daughter gets me a practical present.” She held to her face and breathed in. “You could at least washed them!”

Cassey wrinkled her nose, at what her mother had just done.

Katherine just pointed a finger at her and then gestured to the sofa, with her thumb. “You get your perfectly formed arse on the sofa!”

Sofa walked over to the sofa, when she noticed the sleeping bag, already in place. She looked over to her mother, who had put her panties on the coffee table. “You haven’t changed the heating, have you?”

“I’m trying to remember how to do it. I’ll get around to it, don’t worry.” Katherine replied, as she climbed over her daughter and slipped into the sleeping bag, behind here.

In the end, they didn’t watch much television, as with every move they made, their robes rose and they were touching flesh with flesh. They would then readjust their clothing, through their constant giggling.

“For God sake mum, you need to have a shave! You’re going to rub my arse raw!” Cassey shouted out, as she collapsed in laughter.

Though, after they finished the first bottle of wine, they gave up, with their bodies becoming hot and sweaty, with the continued rubbing of their bodies. Their robes cling to their bodies.

Katherine wrapped her right arm around Cassey, with her hand under Cassey’s ribs, her left breast resting on her wrist. Her left arm was again under her, with her hand again resting on her thigh. Though, without any clothing between them, Katherine could see Cassey becoming aroused, as she moved her fingers across Cassey’s soft thigh.

Cassey’s right leg involuntary closed in on Katherine’s hand. Katherine looked to Cassey, fearing to see the response in her eyes. But, Cassey, with her eyes closed, was motionless. She held pop corn inches away from her face. Her breathing was short and shallow.

Katherine moved her hand from between Cassey’s thighs. Cassey startled, awoke as if coming out of a trance. The pop corn slipped from her fingers. “What?” Cassey slurred, as she looked about in confusion.

“Butterfingers!” Katherine replied as she leaned over her daughter. She too was feeling the effects of the wine. If she hadn’t of felt the effects, then wouldn’t of bent down and picked up the popcorn with her lips, leaving a kiss in Cassey’s cleavage. She pulled away, showing off the pop corn with triumph.

“Mum!” There shock and a slight hint of anger in Cassey’s words.

But, Katherine was in a relaxed mood, for all of the wine. “Saltier than usual.” Katherine noticed the look on Cassey face, hadn’t changed. “What? Don’t tell me you didn’t get up to anything at Uni?”

Cassey broke eye contact with her mother. But, when she returned the gaze, there hung a look of guilt. Katherine immediately became alert, as couldn’t help that her daughters cheek had also turned crimson.

“What?”

Cassey said nothing she just gave her mother a sheepish look.

“Come on Cassey, tell me what! I’m your mother you know I’m going to pester you, until you do.”

“Nothing really, it’s sort of silly.” Cassey said defensively.

“Well, if it’s nothing, then you’ll won’t have much to say.” Katherine said happily, seeing that her daughter was giving in to her. “Come on, Cassey! What did you do, go down on a donkey? Had sex with a ping pong Bat? Come on Cassey, you know I’m going to think the worse!”

Cassey was in fits of laughter. And then soberly (well more sober than she actually was), in whisper, as if she doing all she could, to not be heard. “Some guy at Uni dared me to go down on a beer bottle.”

Katherine eyes widened, she could feel the moisture between her legs. But, she knew she had to calm down, in order to embarrass Cassey.

“Ah, my darling daughter gave a beer bottle a blow job.” Katherine said, in the sort voice, that a woman would speak, when holding a puppy.

“I hope it wasn’t a cheap beer? I don’t want you bringing any of that cheap beer, back to the house!” Was the calmest Katherine could muster.

Cassey became a little bit upset and embarrassed by her mother’s response. But Katherine froze, as she looked past her daughter. Katherine rushed forward, pushing Cassey aside. She sprang back, clutching a bottle of wine.

Cassey’s head was in a whirl. “What’s going on?”

Katherine held out iddaa siteleri the bottle to Cassey. “Show me!”

“What?” Cassey didn’t understand what was happening.

“Your trick with the bottle, show me!” Hushed tones of excitement echoed off Katherine’s words

Cassey Was horrified at the thought of performing such an act in front of her mother. But, that too also made it exciting.

But Katherine was nothing if not persistent. “Come on, it’s not as if you have to worry about the bottle respecting in the morning!”

Cassey knew that her mother was too excited to give up.

“Come on Cassey, please? There’s still wine in this bottle!” Katherine waved the bottle in her daughters face. “Tonight is meant to be about going outside the comfort zone, break a barrier!”

Finally Cassey gave in and took the bottle, though Katherine was trying to help raise the bottle to Cassey’s lips. “Alright mum, I can do it!”

Cassey raised the bottle to her lips, pausing to find the courage. She looked once more, over at her mother. All she could see was the lustful excitement in her mother’s eyes and knew there was no going back.

Slowly Cassey lowered her lips encompass the bottle top. She widen her jaw and kept lowering lips down the neck of the bottle. She could hear her mother gasp in amazement. She worked her lips back up and then down the bottle.

Cassey raised her head, in order to take in more of the bottle. But, accidentally swallowed some wine. She quickly pulled out the bottle, spilling a few drops down her neck.

Katherine applauded uncontrollably, before embracing her daughter. “That was unbelievable!”

“You really liked it?” Cassey asked unsure of what her mother must really think of her.

“Cassey that was amazing! But, ok, so you don’t swallow, that’s no reason to waste good wine.” Katherine leaned over and started to lick where the wine was split.

Cassey giggled with tickling sensation that her mother’s tongue caused. “Now, it’s you turn!” She held out the bottle to her mother.

“What? Oh, I didn’t do that a uni.”

Cassey was taken aback. “What mum, you must of done something?” She asked, feeling slightly disappoint.

“Oh, in my day we didn’t put the bottle down our throats.”

“What did you do, mum?” Cassey was hanging every word, her mother uttered.

“Oh, let’s just say, we’d put the bottle elsewhere…It was a French wine, the bottle was tall, with a slender neck. It’s funny how you never forget your first.” Katherine said, wistfully, her eyes glazing over, as if her thoughts were lost in memories.

Katherine felt a sharp whack to her stomach. Cassey had thrust the bottle into her stomach. Katherine looked to Cassey’s eyes were as wide as saucers. “Show me!”

Katherine took the bottle and looked at it. All she could hear was her daughter say, “show me!” All she could think of, was, “I’m I going to do this?”

“Show me!”

“No Cassey. That’s going a bit too far…Don’t you think we’ve wasted enough wine, already?”

To say that Cassey looked disappointed would be an understatement. She would have live with that, Katherine decided and leant over her daughter to put the wine bottle back on the coffee table. Cassey grabbed a hand full of pop corn.

“Well if you won’t, then it’s my turn!” Katherine heard her daughter shout out. From the corner of her eye, she saw something moving fast, towards her.

Katherine turned in time see Cassey thrusting her hand through the folds of her robe and released a handful of pop corn. She pulled her hand back and launched her face between her mother’s breasts.

Katherine moaned, as Cassey bashed into her breasts, searching for the pop corn. Finally, she realised that the pop corn must of fallen down the robe. Cassey pulled her head back and started frantically patting down her mother. “Not fair, not fair!” Cassey chanted over and over again, as she worked herself into a frenzy.

Cassey found the pop corn, sitting above the belt. She paused and looked her mother in the eye. Katherine saw a devilish look in her daughter’s face. She gasped out aloud, as her daughter clapped her hands on stomach and started to rub in the pop corn.

Katherine collapsed onto her daughter, laughing out loud. “Stop it! Stop it please, Cassey!”

Cassey turned her head and hissed in her mother’s ear. “Not fair, not fair. I showed you, now it’s my turn!”

Katherine managed to grab hold of her belt and pulled! The belt came away, the robe fell apart and the pop corn fell onto Cassey. Cassey made a sound of disappointment, while her mother fixed her with a glare.

“Right, my darling daughter, two can play at that!” Katherine stretched over Cassey, to grab some pop corn. But, she slowed as her breasts rubbed over Cassey’s face. An urging surged through her, as she could feel Cassey’s breath upon her breasts. A jolt ran through her, as she felt Cassey grab her breasts. She looked down at her daughter’s grinning face.

“I’ve got mummies boobies, I’ve got mummies boobies!” Cassey chanted as if she would of had done, ten years ago. She then started to bash herself around the face with her mother’s breasts, adding her own made sound effects to coincide with her actions. “Help, help, somebody save me! Mummy, how can you do this to your darling daughter?” Cassey laughed out.

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I dream of a night with her.

She and I…standing in her elegant room together.

Just me and her…sharing a night of passion.

Always I wonder if I’m good enough for milady. She is very assertive, but also very kind and caring. On the outside she would appear prudish and mean, though I am the one who knows her best on the inside. I see through her rich lifestyle and the things she buys. Moreover, I see the beautiful angelic woman that deserves to be worshipped. I torture myself at night thinking of her and all the things I’ve always wanted to do to her. She is a woman of unmatchable beauty, and I’d do anything to be with her.

I live at her house, and I take care of it and everything inside. As someone she knows well, she’s never felt uncomfortable doing anything around me. With us as the same sex, she has seen no problem in undressing around me. But I can barely move when she does; her body is a product of godlike powers, reminding me that she could bring anybody to worship the ground she walks on. Every time she does, though, I dream that just once she would be undressing just for me.

I want it to be night. I want to be in her room. I want to be there when she undresses for bed, and I want her to undress just so that I can see her beautiful body. I want her to hold me, to touch me with that soft skin of hers, and invite me to her bed. She would pull the covers over her, and I would follow.

The only light in the room comes from the candles on the sides of the bed.

“Undo your shirt” she would whisper in my ear as I unbutton my only article of clothing. My skin tightens and my nipples harden against the chill brought upon by my shirt being off, but bahis siteleri it is all the more heart-racing for me to undress in front of the one I am in love with.

As if we were to sleep, she presses her bare body against mine, making my body tense and excited at her presence. There being no way to sleep at all what with how aroused I am, she intensifies my arousal by rubbing her slender leg on mine, breathing hard, her warm breath felt on my skin. She puts her hand on my shoulder and turns me over. Milady stares up at me with marble eyes. She looks so uncomparably beautiful in the candlelight.

The room is quiet; so quiet that the sound of the sheets could tell you her every move. Softly she begins to whimper into my ear;

“Crystal…Make love to me…please…make love to me…” she sighs.

She begins to breathe hard and push her hips into me, kissing my shoulders and anywhere else wildly. I remove her glasses, put them off to the side, and let her get on top of me.

Ohh God the moment has finally come. She is on top of me, in her underwear, wanting me to make passionate love to her. I would be honored, milady! I have wanted her bad ever since I started having these feelings for her. But to experience it is different, because I get to express all of my love for her. It is a little overwhelming for me, in the moment, knowing every fantasy I ever built up over her.

Even when I am hungry enough, she still wants to tease. Already my lips physically being pulled into hers by a magnetic force of love, and still she felt the need to talk dirty to me before I did. I had to try keeping my eyes open the more blood poured into my dark cheeks. It wasn’t what she said, canlı bahis siteleri but the way she said it…with such passion and complexity; it turned me on more than I could imagine. The heat I felt thinking about my woman was nothing compared to what I felt that moment.

Our tongues dart into each other’s mouths, dancing and creating electricity. Oh God, I want her so bad…My hands rush all over her body; her back, her butt, her legs, the back of her neck, and her silky, silky hair. Our kissing makes us moan, only fueling the need to touch each other. My hands trace the back of her neck and downward, and I unhook her bra. I roll my woman over onto her back and kiss down her neck, to her collarbone, to her shoulders, to her stomach, and her sides. When I reached her breasts, which were puffing out excitedly, she was oh-so-sensitive to my tongue movements on her nipples.

She moaned for me. “a- Ah! A- Ah! Ah! Ahh! Ahh!”

This was invigorating. I’d never done this to a woman before, and I’d never heard my love make noise like this. She felt it. Oh my, did she feel it! I kissed her there until it was unbearable for her, and she started to sigh and get dizzy.

I lowered my head under the sheets and spread my love’s legs apart. With her underwear on, a huge wet spot had been created where my love’s vagina was. She was absolutely soaked. I still rose her legs up into the air and traced my tongue all along the insides of her legs, driving her crazy. She looked at me with sad, puppyface eyes. She wanted me to lick her clean.

“P…Please Crystal. Oh please?”

But I wanted her entire body, not just her center. I wanted our bodies to intertwine. I removed her canlı bahis underwear, revealing her pretty, pretty pussy, and I removed the last of mine, and came up to where she rested her head on the pillows. Tenderly stroking my finger along her outer lips drove her crazy. She wanted it, hard, and desperately. I brought my pink puffy lips up to hers and started to move my hips back and forth. My rubbing her made her go crazy with pleasure. She couldn’t stop sighing and her body was in such heat.

“Ahhhh…Ahhhh….Ahhhh….Ahhh…Ahhh….Ahh…Ahh!”

I rocked her back and forth, holding her by her shoulders. My body was in extreme heat, wanting nothing more than to make hot passionate love to this woman. I pressed my pussy hard into hers, and she wrapped her arms around my shoulder. Eventually, she screamed in pleasure and her entire body appeared to escape from the bed as she orgasmed hard for what seemed like hours. Finally my lover collapsed onto the bed with me on top of her. All she could do was stare at me with those marble eyes of hers as she tried catching her breath.

“ohhh…Crystal….ohh God Crystal…”

She once again laid her body next to mine, purring. I did not leave the bed once.

I live out this same vivid fantasy in my head every night. I touch myself and call out her name. Milady can not hear me from her private room, but I do not know where she is in the house when I do. I believe she is in bed, though the possibility that she could be up and about gives a sense of guilty pleasure as a sad part of me says it will never happen. But…

There’s a knock at my door.

Milady is standing in my doorway, decorated with a heavily-seductive see-thru gown that would make any man go blind thinking they had glimpsed the divine.

“Crystal, come with me now to my room. I require your services. Move quickly; I will not wait for you.” She says, grabbing my hand firmly but gently.

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Dear Caroleena,

Happy birthday. It is your 24th birth day and I’m really very happy to see you becoming such a big girl. I fought with tears back because one day I had seen the same girl wearing a red-white skirt with pink blouse and a birthday cone on her head celebrating her 3rd birthday. You remember the day? It was the very first day you came to live in our locality with your family. And now, you are just the same girl but in a more matured & sophisticated way.

I can almost see you. Your petite 5’3″was always your concern around people. I’ve never seen you without your 5″ stiletto. Needlessly, you knew you could be adorable in everyway possible. The dress you could probably wearing now, the classic white gown with golden laces at the back and waist, white frills all around the lower border and the full sleeves of your gown; I always thought you were an angel every time I was present at your birthday. With your blonde hair pulled up on your head with pins and clips, the light make-up to high light you genuinely beautiful cheek and jaw line….. I never find words to describe you, Leena.

Forgive me, if I’ve crossed the line. You once declared not to call me Leena. But again, it’s such a nice good event, don’t spoil the charm for some nuisance of mine.

So. Where was I? yeah! Your birth day ceremony. You always wanted it to be special. Even at your three when you were too new for the neighbourhood, you didn’t feel shy to play with almost strangers. Remember, we played Hide & Seek at our Community Park. For the sake of the greatest sarcasm, I was the seeker. You know, I found all our mates. They were too predictable to find. But you? You were something else. Even after upside downing the whole park I was unable to find you. Leena, Did you come into my life to play Hide & Seek? Did you come to hide forever? And to make me find you through out my whole life?

Will you believe if I say something? Will you believe that I never cheated on you? I can guess, you may stop reading the letter at this point. But please, just once let me confess, let me clear myself!

Caroleena, you were my dream girl. I day dreamt about us. I imagined you. Longed for you, worshipped you. I could kneel in front you even if you wanted to let me die. But there was Rick. You remember the Bully-boy from our primary?

Richmond Summers. He was the guy who challenged that I would never be able to find the necklace he has dropped in your closet. But as we both know, it actually belonged to you because you father planned to gift the necklace on your 5th birthday. To my greatest pride, I was a seeker. And you said finders are keepers. And the circumstances made me a thief.

Leena, I was never as wealthy as you were, but there was something I regarded as treasure for me; my dignity. Even at my early age I felt how idiot I was to step into that trap. Rick smiled in your birthday but cried the next one month for his broken nose.

My parent sent me to the boarding school. They figured out the Tom Boy I was gradually becoming was too alarming for them. If I was the centre of every mischief, their life could get complicated. Because of the same cause Leena, they were not as wealthy as you were.

I was sent o some kind of Jail. But I survived. But I quit after junior high. I was sixteen when I returned home to attend the funeral of my father, the Janitor of your father’s office.

I don’t know why you were too close to my father that you could even come to his funeral.

Have you seen how a caterpillar becomes a butterfly? Have you smelt the freedom from its wings? It was exactly something what I felt when I first saw you at the funeral.

When father bahis şirketleri Joseph was reciting some phrases from Bible, I found your eyes wet. Though I was way too away, I couldn’t miss that. Later that evening you suddenly came to me and hugged. Then a moment later you released and said, ‘ I always wanted to tell you that I was really sorry for the insult my parents did on my birthday. If you can, please forgive me!’ then you left abruptly.

I can’t point out why I can remember every words you said me that day. Even the excellent accent, the mesmerising warmth of your hands on my hands and the melancholic sunset down at the end of the day were unable to make me forget your words. As you said Leena, I’m gonna keep that buried into my soul, making them a part of it.

Leena, did I fall in love with you? On that very funeral?

To God’s greatest humour, that was your birthday too.

The work place of mine and your swimming centre were the same. I worked as a swim coach there. While in that boarding school, I was nothing but a star swimmer, I even competed in national level.

The pool authority employed me in children section. But I was destined to meet you.

The days spent with you at the pool were the best days of my life. You were such a naïve, you feared water like Death. And you named me Mermaid. Remember?

I’ve never felt that attraction with anyone. At first I tried to teach you swimming. But having you so near wearing nothing but a skin tight swim costume was enough to make my own lessons blur. It used to be such a playful event to frighten you as if I was going to drop you. You used to yell at the top of your lungs, though you knew well that I would never let you drop into water. Our swim trainer used to make such a poor of you. But I hated it. I never lasted seeing you in pain.

While our innocence playfulness I was becoming aware of my orientations. I never was into guys. The days after spending time with you I used to come home as super horny. Being an Ideal Sex Driven teen I used to finger myself over and over until I was wobble enough to be sleepy. Sorry! I kept it a secret. Now please, don’t get angry with me!

But that never was just a sexual attraction. I felt something more, something bigger. Leena, if there is anything called Love, it must be it; Love. It made me cry and laugh simultaneously.

In my eighteen I was some kind of and androgynous. I used to keep my dark chest nut hairs cut short with spikes upright. The very low amount of breast fit with my BUTCH personality perfectly. And to top it swimming had given me a lean but powerful body with muscles underneath.

I was dressed in simple cotton shirt and jeans at your senior prom. I was never invited. But a unique talent in electrical instruments gave me opportunity to work with some event manager nearby. So when your school hired that event manager I came as a joint packet.

I wish I never came. I was angry as hell when I figured out you and Rick in some lonely dark Gym when you were expected to be in the assembly hall. I was mad but was curious too. I tried to consume but when he tried to put his dick onto your throat even ignoring your distaste it took all of me. I changed the power mode and the whole gym flooded with lights. Well, it was enough to frighten that little shit his head out.

I thought I escaped from your eyes, but I wasn’t that smart. Next day you showed up at my house. You just smiled and said,’ I thought you would behave after your days at boarding school.’

I was at my workshop, tightening some junk. I offered a sly smile.

You came to sit next to me and started talking here and there. Then suddenly bahis firmaları you asked, ‘Jen, are you gay?’

My hands felt weak as I was in the middle of lifting something heavy. I perspired, ‘you mind?’

‘ NO!’ you told and came to help me.

After some silence I hesitated,’ are you and Rick…… you know.. kind of a….. couple?’ you waited until I finished.

You sighed and nodded, ‘yeah! I guess so.’

‘but he still roams around Shanya.’

‘ don’t talk about that bitch! She’s no worth of him!’

I was surprised. Can anyone be so blind to unseen her mate cheating?

‘that’s insane Leena! He is no worth of you!’

‘then who is worth of me? You?’

Sometimes your dear one hurts you more than anything.

I left.

I avoided you for next several days. But ultimately you captured on the way to my home. When I returned from the grocery I found you sitting in my car. And I murmured to remind me to lock the car when I park.

You were silent all the way. I didn’t push you too. You knew I lived separately after I got the job at event management.

I put the car into the garage and asked,’ now what?’

‘what?’

‘what are you doing here Leena?’

‘nothing. Who asked you to mind my presence? Did I talk to you on road? Just ignore me like the way you’re doing since that day.’

It could be an idiocy to talk on this topic further. I emerged from the car and entered into my house.

As expected, you followed.

I put my groceries in the kitchen and offered, ‘you want something?’

‘yeah! I want to talk to you.’

‘Sure do! But about what?’

‘You must know it better. You stopped talking.’

‘well, I didn’t. I just didn’t get time.’

I scooped up my Sprite and left kitchen. But this time you didn’t follow. I waited for a while then walked back.

You were standing with your hips touching the counter.

When I came near you, you started saying, without looking at me,’ I was lonely since I knew what loneliness was. I was the only child and I always feared to lose the small amount of friends I had. But most of them cheated on me. Jen, you were the only one who never asked for anything, not even my friendship. But I want you in my life Jen. Am I so cheap that you can’t accept as a friend?’

How can you be so cruel to me Lenna? Why do you cry? Why do you talk to me with your voice cracking in pain? Don’t you know how much that damages me? Can’t you see how brutally I bleed seeing you in pain?

Just the moment you stopped I took you in my arms and I felt powerless. I dreamt about this moment so many times that the reality even felt like a dream.

I was unable to stop myself. I lowered my lips to their destination and they travelled their longest journey.

Moments passed by like hours. Ultimately the sweet taste and a subtle fragrance overpowered my whole being. I felt like I was about to fall. Just then you held me, in your arms, close to your soul. And I found peace. For the first time in my life, I felt home.

Our kiss continued, deepened by tongue. They duelled, wrestled, savoured, explored each other. We found ourselves. So openly, naked with our primal arousal that it destroyed the last barrier. We made love. Better, we taught each other how to live. And we argued on that. We discovered how badly we want each other and that made you scared. After all you were Straight, not a ‘I’m so Gay’. We fought. I begged forgiveness from you. You gave, we kissed and made love again. With those sweats running down from our bodies, glistening with the after glow of powerful orgasms, our oaths swept away.

‘Rick and I getting married next kaçak bahis siteleri January.’

Well, that was a kick right in the balls.

I yelled over the telephone,’ you’re fucking kidding me? Then just what you’re doing with me?’

But I was out of the town. My business was expanding.

Thanks to you, you made that marriage wait until Rick was back from his Army Training. That gave us three more years.

But for what Leena? To fuck each other? How possibly you could deny that you didn’t love me?

You father’s business was ruining and Rick’s status could give it a cling. That’s enough to destroy your future? That’s enough to slaughter you?

At the end of that 2nd year I was almost successful convince to come out with me. Might be you could. If I wasn’t a worthless idiot.

Believe me Lenna, I wasn’t the one who dragged that fucking whore into our bed. Yeah she was my business partner and I brought her home the day before Christmas Eve. But to help me to decorate the cruise I hired for your birthday.

We wined a little but then she surprisingly tied me up with some belt and started licking me. For heaven’s sake Leena, believe me, she raped me. I didn’t touch her. It was just when you entered into house. After a tiresome flight of five long hours. You came home and……….

I’m really sorry that I brought that bitch home. But my intensions were pure. I never cheated on you.

But you didn’t hear a word.

Your dream was to have a boat house. I fulfilled it when I launched my own 2nd franchisee.

You started walking towards the shore and for my most unfortunate day there were no guards nearby. I tried to convince you everyway possible. But you were just so angry.

Every time I touched you, you jerked away. Why? I ask?

You jerked away violently and you slipped your feet. Your head smashed on the wooden cliff, you lost your senses and drowned in the water.

I couldn’t believe my eyes. It was so rapid that I forgot to jump to save you. When I jumped you were already drowned vividly.

I pulled you out from the water, tried to bring your senses; tried everyway possible. But I lost the battle. I was in trance when they called the ambulance and headed hospital.

I lost you Lenna. You were snatched from me on that day. On that very day I thought I could get you as mine. More over, on that day you were born. They declared you dead at 4 in the morning, 24th December.

Today is also 24th December.

These years just passed by. I didn’t live it. Police arrested me as your parents put the murder charge against me. But my attorney saved me. They lost the case and I was declared as clean.

Once water used to be my only console, my second home. Now? Now I hate water as if it was not water but some poison. I can’t find peace anywhere. I can’t find a place to rest my soul. Where ever I go you haunt me. And I run towards you; if I could find an oasis in a mirage.

But Lenna, I don’t want to live anymore. It’s a punishment to live without you. Everyone says they can’t live without the person they’re in love. But did they actually lose them? Do they know how pathetic it is to drag your life day after day? Do they know how to live without air?

Lenna, you were that air for me. You’re everything. And I’m tired with this life I’m bearing. I’m tired with this life. I haven’t sleep for all these years. May be I laid down every night. I closed my eyes and there were only you; your memories. But I want to sleep now. With peace in my mind that when I’ll open my eyes I’ll see you, be able to touch, kiss you, I’ll be able to let you know how much I really love you. I want to be with you, live with you, die with you.

Now I can’t live so I want to die.

Today is 24th December. It’s 3:40 in the morning. I’ll wait for you. Take me to you. Release me.

Love you till my last breath, Mermaid.

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Last week, as I packed for a quick overnight business trip, I was excited and just a bit anxious. I recently started a new position, and for the first time, was representing my company on my own. Little did I know that this was not to be the only “first” of my trip.

My husband and I have been working through his infidelity, and as a result, we have really improved the communication of our deepest feelings and desires. Recently, I admitted to some bi-curious thoughts, and he suggested that sometime soon we go somewhere to people watch and discuss what types each other found attractive.

As I sat at the airport with the usual long wait for my plane, I thought back to our conversation about people watching. I texted my husband and suggested that the airport would be a great place to people watch. I began looking nearby and described a nice-looking young couple, a hot young man, and a very attractive woman about my age.

As my husband and I texted back and forth, I described her to him, “she is about my height, has olive skin, long dark hair and very dark eyes. She is wearing a low-cut blouse that displays very nice cleavage, and has a nice round ass.” As she sat in the seat next to me, I noticed her perfume was also very captivating…

My husband said it sounded like I was “very intrigued”, and after thinking about it, I realized I was. As we chatted and waited for time to board, we discovered that we were sitting in the same row on the plane. She admitted this was her first time flying and she was rather nervous. We continued to get to know as we boarded the plane. The flight was not a very long one and I had to admit that I was beginning to like her.

Our conversation continued after we settled in our seats, and I discovered our hotels were very close to one another. I had already rented a car, and nervously offered to give her a ride to her hotel, to save her from hailing a cab. We landed late in the afternoon, and as we drove to her hotel, we noticed there was a sports bar located in mine, and decided to meet there later for drinks and grab some dinner so we weren’t eating alone in a strange city. I was excited kaçak iddaa about spending more time with her and quickly checked in to my room.

Later as we sat at the bar and after a few beers, I realized I had begun to really open up to my new friend. I told her about my husband’s affair. She began discussing her failed relationships including one with another woman. After couple more beers, I admitted I had been somewhat curious about what I would be like to be with another woman sexually.

I had also been texting my husband throughout the evening. I explained that I was getting excited by the direction the conversation was going with this fascinating woman I was getting to know. I know he was intrigued by what was building between me and my new friend. I began to get nervous and suggested to him that I should call it a night. He reassured me that I should “have a good time, enjoy what’s going on”.

About this time, I realized she had placed her had on my thigh. I texted this to my husband and he asked me if I like having it there. I admitted I did. I really wished he was with me as a threesome is one of the fantasies we had discussed. My husband asked me if my panties were wet, and I had to admit they were. She was so easy to talk to and really seemed to empathize with what I had been going through. I had to admit that I was very turned on by the thought of touching her.

I told her I should probably get her back to her hotel so I could head back to my room to bath and settle down for the night. She suggested I escort her to her room. Once there, she gave me the quick tour and we laughed at how much all hotel rooms are alike. I turned to her to say good night and realized were standing only inches apart. We just looked at each other for minute. I had had a lot to drink and was feeling a little fussy headed, or maybe it was just being so close that I could almost feel her.

She reached for my face and gently touched my hair. She said she was so sorry for what I had been going through and that I deserved to think about myself for a change. I do not think I breathed as she leaned in and kissed me gently on the lips. Her lips kaçak bahis were so soft and she smelled so good. I realized I had closed my eyes and had slightly opened my mouth. She pulled back and asked if I was okay. I responded by gently placing my hand on her head and pulling her toward me.

As we kissed again I felt her tongue lightly touch my lips. My breath caught in my throat as I opened my mouth and let her in. We kissed passionately for what seemed like ten minutes but was probably more like two. As we kissed, she began to run her hands over my breasts and I realized I was unbuttoning her blouse. Her skin was so soft and as she removed her bra I finally got to see those beautiful breasts that had been peeking out of her top all evening.

I stupidly just froze as I was not certain what to do next. She gave me a sweet smile and took my hand in hers. She placed my hand on her breast. She whispered in my ear, “just do what feels right”. I began to gently massage her soft, firm breast and then lightly squeeze her already erect nipple. As I was working her breasts, she removed by top and bra and began to do the same to me. I was so excited. The small thong underwear I had on was not enough to absorb the wetness of my pussy.

She gently turned me around so my back was to the bed. She then lowered me down to the bed as she began kissing me again. I stiffened for a moment as I began to overthink what was happening. She read my body language and lay next me looking me in the eyes. She said, “only what you are comfortable with…remember tonight is all about you”. I ran my hand up the inside of her thigh to let her know I was okay.

She began kissing me again and then ran her tongue down my neck to my breast. She lightly kissed and then licked each one. It felt so good I thought I would cum right then, but she was not done. She began kissing down my stomach and I realized she was unfastening my pants. As she continuing giving me sweet kisses across my hips, she slid my pants past my ass.

I hate to admit it but I panicked. I grabbed her shoulders and pulled her up to me. With tears in my eyes, I said “I can’t”. She said, “I illegal bahis told you it was all up to you. I just want to make you happy.” As she spoke, she ran her hand across my breasts and squeezed each nipple in turn just enough. I let a moan escape my throat.

She whispered, “just close your eyes concentrate on what you feel…physically feel.”

I did as she instructed as she ran her hand down my stomach and then up my thigh. As she gently brushed my pussy, I gasped. Then she began to lightly touch, almost tease, my pussy. I was so eager for her to rub my clit that I began to shift my hips. Just as I thought I could not wait any longer, she began to rub my clit, round and round. My pussy was dripping wet. She slid her finger into my wetness and began to finger me with first one then two fingers. It was not long before I began to cum so hard I thought my heart would jump out of my chest.

She lay down next to me, and I as I caught my breath I began to wonder what I should do next. I felt I should do something for her after the wonderful gift she had just given me. But, I was afraid. I had never touched another woman’s pussy before. Would I do the right thing? Would I know what she would like?

I turned to her and began running my hand along the inside of her thigh. As I brushed my hand between her legs I realized she was so wet she had soaked through the pants she was still wearing. I know she realized I was nervous and unsure.

She gently took my hand in hers and said, “no baby, tonight was about you.”

I nodded and gently kissed her. She tasted so sweet that I almost through all my inhibitions away and pushed her back on the bed. She seemed to know me better than I knew myself at that moment and began to gather my clothes and help me dress. We promised to stay in touch and I slowly made my way out of her hotel room.

Excited, scared, unsure of what had just happened I could not wait to text my husband. I knew he had been anxiously awaiting the details of what had happened. I returned to my hotel room, stripped down and lay naked across the king size bed. I felt so lonely for a moment. Then I began sharing my story with the man I love and realized this experience had truly been a good thing. What would have made it so much better would have been to have him there to watch, to participate, both? Next time…

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“Honey, you’re never going to believe what happened at school today!” Allison came barging in to the apartment she shared with her boyfriend Tim.

“Hmm, the gym teacher made a suggestive remark to you?”

“Well yeah, but that’s nothing new. No, Chloe just told me that she and her roommate are taking the apartment across the hall from us!”

“That’s great babe. Now you guys can see each other all day at school and all evening when you get home. You should just move her in here and save us all a bundle of money.”

“Watch it mister, don’t think I didn’t try,” said Allison jokingly.

Allison Williams was a young school teacher and Chloe was her best friend and partner teacher at the school they both taught at. Allison taught English and social studies, while Chloe taught math and science. They had started at the same time and loved sharing their fifth grade classes every year.

Allison looked like the girl next door, but she had a body built for sin. Her long, platinum blonde hair framed electric blue eyes and a smile that instantly lit up a room. Allison’s most prominent feature were her boobs, the 36DD monstrosities she had to haul everywhere. The delight of everyone except her they caused her more trouble than she thought they were worth. Tim obviously loved them, but more for their sensitivity than their size. She could cum from having her tits played with, a fact that Tim regularly made use of.

She stood a very trim 5’7 with long, toned legs and a very tight ass. It was the rare man who failed to give her the attention she didn’t want in the first place. That was what had attracted her to Tim in the first place. He had been assigned to be her tutor and despite all the hormones raging through his 19 year old body, he had behaved like a gentleman and at least had made a valiant effort not to stare at her tits. He admitted later that after their first session he had gone home and jerked off twice to the thought of her boobs.

Tim and Allison had met because Allison needed some help with her math skills. He had patiently tutored her for all of the fall semester of their sophomore year. One day he had declared to her that he couldn’t take it any more, that he couldn’t be her tutor. When she asked him why, he told her that she was the most beautiful woman on campus and he wanted badly to ask her out. But he felt he couldn’t be her tutor and her boyfriend at the same time.

Allison had laughed and told him she love to go out with him. Tim was a geeky sort, not very tall or very strong, but he was a gentleman and he gave Allison the respect she craved. He didn’t just see her as a sex object. She had been brought up in a conservative household and had warned him on their first real date that she wouldn’t be getting into bed anytime soon with him.

They had hit it off quickly and by the time graduation rolled around, Allison was going crazy trying to find a job and an apartment she could share with Tim. It had all worked out though and at the age of 22 she had spent the last two years happily living with the love of her life. She loved her job and she loved going to work every day with her best friend right next door. What could be better?

The only downside to their relationship had been their love life. Tim tried so hard to control himself but he was cursed with premature ejaculation. Allison had talked him into seeing a doctor who turned out to be a woman. When Tim came in the doctor’s hand without any provocation the doctor had told them both that Tim was the most oversensitive person she had ever seen.

They had tried a lot of different methods to combat this. Allison would jerk him off multiple times a day on the weekend just to try to calm him down enough so they could have intercourse. That hadn’t worked and even after a third time he was still too sensitive and now completely dry. They had tried having Tim go down on Allison until she was close but he ended up cumming while going down on her.

Tim didn’t want to eat his own cum so as a result he had spent a lot of time going down on Allison and hoping he didn’t cum too soon. She had barely ever had his dick inside of her. He seemed kind of small anyway, but she wasn’t about to say anything. She had heard girls in school talk about the guys they slept with and how so-and-so was 6 inches long. Tim measured in at 4 inches on a good day.

At one point Tim had purchased a hollowed out dildo that was about his size and begun to use that on Allison. It felt good but the few times that she had had Tim’s dick in her had felt much better. It was nice to mix things up though, and they were trying. The doctor had given them different methods and creams to try, and told them that it would take time.

In the meantime, Allison at least had a guy who was willing to eat her pussy like there was no tomorrow. That was where she saw the real fireworks. Those same girls she had heard talking about guys had complained a lot that their boyfriends never went down on them. She could understand why. bahis siteleri She would orgasm when Tim fucked her with the dildo, but she really saw fireworks when he was looking up at her over her tits and eating her for all he was worth.

There was one time when Tim had been going down on her for a while and she was getting close when he began to lightly pull her nipples up between his fingers. She had never known she was that sensitive and to the surprise of them both had squirted all over Tim’s face. He later joked that he nearly drowned, but what a way to go.

From that point on Tim made sure to suck her nipples regularly and even though it didn’t prevent him from cumming too soon, at least Allison got some good orgasms out of it as well. She was a patient woman though and she knew that eventually Tim would get to where she wanted him and then everything would be perfect.

The big day came and Allison was so excited to have her best friend across the hall that she had helped Chloe pack every day after school. The girls had hired some movers to handle the furniture and everything was moved in short order.

Allison and Tim spent the entire day across the hall helping Chloe and her roommate Callie unpack. Allison had only met Callie a couple of times before today but she had always been impressed by how beautiful the girl was. She hoped that she wouldn’t have to worry about Tim keeping his hands to himself but he had never shown the slightest interest in another woman since they had started dating.

In truth, both Chloe and Callie had model perfect bodies. Chloe was the taller of the two, standing at 5’10 with a 34D bust. Her blonde hair was usually pulled back into a ponytail so that they brought out her eyes. She had an athletic frame and worked hard to keep fit. It really showed with her great legs and toned stomach.

Callie was only slightly smaller than Chloe, coming in at 5’9. She was thinner overall with a 32C breast size. Her red hair fell in thick fiery curls down to the middle of her back. She had green eyes that always seemed to be flashing with laughter. She was a teacher also, but she taught fourth grade in the same school as Allison and Chloe.

They were all approximately the same age and had many of the same interests. Tim was happy for his wife and happy to be allowed into the same room as these three beautiful women. He would never admit to Allison, but he had never quite gotten over his insecurities of their relationship. He felt like she had settled for him and that she had missed out on a lot of great opportunities. He hoped that she would have a lot of fun with Chloe and Callie.

That first night in their new place, the wine bottle was passed around nearly as much as the boxes of pizza. The girls were chattering animatedly and Tim was just happy to listen in and enjoy himself. It went like this for several weeks. The girls all grew closer and Allison even came to be as close to Callie as she was to Chloe.

It took a while for Tim to notice, but there was something odd about Chloe and Callie. Even though both were stunning women, they never dated. Allison had repeatedly tried to set them up with different men, but neither had shown an ounce of interest. Both just claimed to be more interested in their careers and left it at that.

One afternoon Tim was off work early and Allison had asked him to take the spare key to the other apartment and leave a package for Chloe in the dining room. While he was in there, Tim had snooped around some. The girls were always very careful to keep their bedroom doors shut and he hadn’t been in there since the day they moved and he had set up the beds.

Walking down the hallway, Tim opened the first closed door he came to. He knew this room was supposed to be Callie’s but it looked like no one was living in here. The bed was perfectly made and there were no clothes strewn about, no personal touches whatsoever. It looked like the guest room that he and Allison maintained. Looking in the closet revealed a few clothes but nothing like what he would expect from someone who actually lived in this room.

Walking further down the hallway, Tim opened the door at the end. Chloe’s room looked very lived in. There were clothes all over the place and the bed was a mess. But what attracted Tim’s attention the most were the pictures. There were pictures of Chloe and Callie kissing and acting like a couple. The closet was stuffed full of clothes and shoes. There were definitely two girls living in this room.

As far as he knew Allison had never mentioned that Chloe was a lesbian. He knew that Allison wouldn’t approve so maybe Chloe had just never brought it up. Tim had no problem with it personally. He figured live and let live. Making sure that he had disturbed nothing, Tim returned to his own apartment and waited for Allison to return.

Soon enough she was home and Tim couldn’t wait any longer to blurt out his secret. “Honey, I think Chloe might be keeping a big secret from you!”

“What canlı bahis siteleri are you talking about? Chloe tells me everything. Sometimes, she tells me a little too much to be honest.”

“I doubt she would have told you this. I think Chloe and Callie are lesbians and are in a relationship with each other.”

“Honestly, Tim, there’s no way Chloe could be a lesbian. She’s told me all about the men she’s dated. And Callie is dating a guy now. How do you explain that?”

“Callie’s dating is just a sham and it wouldn’t be hard for Chloe to pretend like she’s been with more men than she actually has. How would you even be able to tell?”

“I don’t know Tim, but why does it even matter?”

“I just found it interesting. I know how you feel about homosexuality so I thought I would tell you and let you decide what you want to do about it.”

“I’m not happy about it, but what am I going to do? She’s my best friend. She knows how I feel and maybe that’s why she didn’t say anything.”

“So you’re not going to do anything about it?”

Allison was getting fed up with the conversation at this point. “There’s nothing to be done. She’s my best friend and that’s that. If she talks to me about it, then it’s a different story but until then, I should just respect her privacy.”

Tim let the subject drop after that, but now that the idea was in his mind, he couldn’t concentrate on anything else. He wanted to see his wife have a threesome with the two beautiful women across the hall. Even if he didn’t get to sleep with the other two girls, he couldn’t imagine a more beautiful sight than three naked girls who were such close friends, pleasuring each other.

He was constantly scheming to come up with plans to get this threesome going. Each idea was considered and quickly discarded. The main problem was that Allison was so devout that overcoming her objections would be almost impossible. She had any number of reasons to be uninterested in Chloe or Callie. She would see such a tryst as cheating on him for one, and with women to boot.

Tim thought for weeks on his problem. He had tried a few jokes about Allison joining the girls across the hall but she had shut him down quickly. When she had girls night with Chloe and Callie, Tim would suggestively tell her to have fun. Allison would just roll her eyes and call him a perv for thinking such a thing.

It was during one of these girls nights that Allison brought up the subject with Chloe. Tim had gone so far as to suggest that Allison leave her panties at home. She was getting seriously tired of all the suggestive comments and in the middle of her third glass of wine had decided to vent to Chloe.

“I’m about ready to strangle Tim. If he makes one more comment about you and I getting together I’m going to kick his ass out of the bedroom.”

Chloe was confused. “I thought Tim was ok with us spending time together?”

“He is, that’s not how he means it. Remember when he brought that package over and left it in your apartment for you? Apparently he did a little snooping while he was over here. He looked in your bedrooms and found out that you and Callie are a couple.”

Chloe sat silent and still. Her mind was racing. She knew her friend’s thoughts on homosexuality and above all she didn’t want to lose her friend. “How do you feel about that, if it were true?”

“I don’t agree with it, but it’s not my business. You’re my best friend, regardless of your orientation. I’m a little hurt that you didn’t tell me though. You can trust me with anything.”

“I knew that you didn’t agree with it, so that’s why I didn’t say anything. I like girls, and so does Callie, but she is bisexual. That’s why she dates other guys. We are more like fuck buddies than in an actual relationship. The sex is good, but she is just about having fun right now. She eventually wants a husband and children.”

“Well I’m glad that all of this is out in the open now. No more secrets right?”

“Well,” said Chloe. “One more. I’ve been completely in love with you ever since the day we met. You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen. I see you and I can’t help but get just a little bit wet.”

Allison nearly choked on the wine. “You’re in love with me? How can that be? You know I could never return your feelings.”

“I know. But the heart wants what the heart wants. I can’t help myself. Trust me, I would love to find another girl to settle down with. But you’re the only one I’ve ever found. You’re the one that I want.”

“No, this can’t be. All those times I’ve been naked in front of you changing clothes. Were you looking at me?” Despite the fact that she was fully clothed at the moment, Allison felt the need to cover herself with her arms.

“Yes, I was. And you looked amazing. I love those firm, gigantic tits of yours. Your boyfriend isn’t the only one with fantasies about us being together. I’ve dreamed of it also. The thought of your big blue eyes looking up at me from between my legs already has me canlı bahis soaked. Here, feel me.” Chloe grabbed Allison’s hand and ran it up her loose skirt. Allison gasped, feeling Chloe’s panties. She was just about to leak through them. She never knew a girl could get that wet.

Her fingers unconsciously traced along the outside of Chloe’s panties. Chloe moaned quietly, staring holes into Allison’s eyes. After a few seconds that felt like an eternity, Chloe regretfully moved Allison’s hand. A sudden thought seized her and she decided to take advantage of the moment. She could see Allison’s fingers were wet with pussy and she slowly guided the fingers to Allison’s mouth.

Allison didn’t resist and slowly sucked her fingers. She found that she really liked the taste, which was a complete surprise to her. Her mind was spinning with alcohol and earth shaking revelations. She couldn’t think straight and felt like she should get up and leave. She was dangerously close to doing something that she had vowed she would never do.

Chloe could see all of the different emotions rushing across Allison’s face. This might be her one and only chance to make something happen. Standing up, Chloe slowly unzipped her loose skirt and allowed it to fall in a puddle on the floor. Allison still had her fingers in her mouth but wasn’t really sucking on them at the moment. Her eyes were glued to her beautiful friend slowly revealing herself in front of her.

Raising her blouse, Chloe continued to undress. In her bra and panties, she was still not seeing any objection from Allison. It was almost like she was in a trance, she had barely blinked and continued to admire her friend. So Chloe continued the slow reveal, reaching behind and unhooking her bra. The straps came down and revealed her own impressive boobs. Allison had seen them before, but never really looked.

They were not as big as hers but they seemed fuller and rounder. As if not even in control of her own hand, she slowly reached one out to touch her friend’s breast. It felt perfect, so soft and firm to the touch. She loved the way her touch had made Chloe shiver a little. Her nipples were already hard as Chloe slowly ran one between her fingers. Her hand slowly dropped and she looked up at Chloe, unsure of what to do next.

Chloe slowly pushed her panties down, and for the first time Allison saw another woman’s pussy. She had never really looked at her own, but it was strangely beautiful. She could still see the moisture on Chloe’s pussy and wondered what it would taste like straight from the source. She had tasted herself and then just now from her own fingers, but she wanted more.

Chloe sat back down on the couch and spread her legs, opening herself to her best friend. She was so turned on and so petrified that Allison would snap out of it. But she had to take the chance. Allison was seeing her friend for the first time and couldn’t get over how beautiful she looked. She continued to stare while Chloe traced her fingers around her clean shaven pussy. Her fingers gathered a little more moisture and again she brought her fingers to Allison’s mouth.

A little more eagerly this time, Allison sucked at Chloe’s fingers. Chloe was so completely turned on by the situation that this time she threw caution to the wind a little bit. Removing her fingers she reached behind Allison and put her hand around her neck, slowly drawing her down to her pussy.

Everything seemed to be happening in slow motion to Allison. Five minutes ago she was a faithful girlfriend having a girls night with her best friend. Now she was slowly descending towards her best friend’s very wet pussy, no longer faithful. She knew she should stop, and that Chloe would allow her to stop if she really wanted to. But there was something besides Chloe’s hand that propelled her down to the wet pussy.

Face to face with Chloe’s pussy now, Allison looked up with a look of panic on her face. “I don’t know what to do,” she whispered. Chloe was relieved that that was all that it was.

“Yes you do honey,” she said in a husky voice. “Just lick and enjoy. You’ve been licked before, just do what you like.” Chloe couldn’t bring herself to mention Tim, she was afraid bringing him up would break the spell.

Allison looked back down at the wet pussy in front of her. The aroma was intoxicating and she just had to have a taste. Sticking her tongue out she slowly began to trace the outside of Chloe’s pussy. Chloe nearly jolted off the seat but the hand wrapped up in Allison’s thick hair kept Allison in place.

Allison was amazed by the taste. It was indescribable to her, all she knew was that she needed more. Her confidence began to build as she thought about what she liked having done to her. So she teased with her tongue, back and forth, up and down, suck on the clit, reach inside with her tongue to get even more juice.

Chloe was in heaven. What Allison lacked in experience she was making up for in enthusiasm. And it was so much better coming from the woman she had been in love with from the day they met. Her hand was still tangled in Allison’s thick blonde hair, but she was no longer pressuring Allison’s head down. Allison was eating of her own free will, and eating well.

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A few months ago, my fiancé and I traveled from Chicago to San Juan, Puerto Rico to visit his mother for a holiday. He’s a lawyer in the city of Chicago and I am a social worker. We thought that it would be a nice experience to get away from the hustle and bustle of the big city and thought that if we go visit his mother in Puerto Rico that it would be awesome for us, we only get to see his mother for Thanksgiving and Christmas and since the weather in Chicago was bad, we thought the nice weather in Puerto Rico would be very good for us and that the good Puerto Rican weather would be a stress release for us.

We booked out trip for the following week and we had planned to stay there from Friday until Monday evening. After we got off of the airplane in San Juan, the airline lost one of my fiancé’s bags and he was upset because a lot of his personal items were in there. When we got off of the airplane, his brother picked us up and bahis şirketleri took us to a fast food restaurant to eat lunch and then we went back to their mother’s house. Later that evening, everyone went out and we made it back in after 1:00AM. My fiancé’s mother was home with her grandchildren.

The next evening my fiancé wanted us to go out again, but this time I said no, because of the language barrier, he is Puerto Rican and I am African American and I speak with limited Spanish and I had to depend on him and his family to communicate where I couldn’t.

We got into an argument because I did not want to go out and my fiancé accused me of being difficult and I called him childish and he did not like that and then he pushed me into a door and then stormed out of the house. I cried because he was never violent towards me and the fall hurt my leg and his mother told me that she was upset with him for pushing me and when everyone bahis firmaları left her house, she made me a cup of hot cocoa and some chocolate chip cookies and we watched TV and then she told me in the 1970s when her sons were younger that she was in an abusive relationship, that the man that she was seeing when she lived in New York used to punch her in the face whenever he wanted to, I felt so bad for her and then she massaged my bruised leg and it felt very good. Then as she was massaging me, her hand went further and further up my leg and it rested on my thigh. I tensed up a little and she told me that she would make me feel better and then put her hand in my panties.

I jumped and with her other hand she massaged my nipples! It felt so good and when she noticed I was relaxing and enjoying it, she took my large breast out and she complimented me on how “delicious” my chest looked and then she put her mouth on it and she sucked kaçak bahis siteleri it until milk came out, it felt so good that I started rubbing her back. When she was finished with the first breast, she started on the second and made milk leak from that one also. I felt like I was on top of the world and when she eased up off of my breast, I unconsciously put my hand in her night gown and pulled out her breasts and started sucking them, she moaned very load and when I was finished with her breasts, she took down my pants and put her tongue in my pussy. She ate and licked and lapped for hours and I came about 4 times that night.

After we both came, I laid in her bed and when my fiancé came in early in the AM, he thought that I slept in her bed because I was still angry with him. When we packed to leave Monday, she and I French kissed and then she told me that she was planning to visit Chicago in two weeks, I left Puerto Rico feeling like gold and I was not angry with my fiancé anymore. He thought his mother had talked me out of being upset with him and he stated that he has a wonderful mother! I smiled and said yes you do. I am horny thinking about next week!

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It was a slow day. Cold outside. Late November Saturday in Michigan. No leaves on the trees, grass turned brown, nothing but an occasional squirrel running around the backyard. Kelly was lonely, tired and bordering on depressed. At 42 years old, 5-10 inches and about 150 lbs. Not bad for her age, but she felt that she could do a lot better, maybe peel 10 to 15 off. She was divorced now for two years, but not much of a loss since Ken, her ex, was not much of a companion, sexually or spiritually.

What do you do on a day like today. She wasn’t seeing anybody, really didn’t have time. She was busy with her work and content with not much of a personal life. But when you can have a full weekend off, these kind of days just got to you. Without really thinking she decided to go to the gym, and maybe work these blues away. She joined it last January, on a New Years resolution and had only been there about a dozen times.

She went to her bedroom and pulled out a pair of dark gray tights and a light gray leotard. What kind of bra to wear? Fuck it, with 34A breasts she wasn’t going to wear one. She found her shoes, threw on a pair of sweats and made the 10-minute ride to the gym.

She pulled in about 11 a.m. and was surprised that there were not many people there. There was an aerobics class going on and about eight men working out. No women. Oh well, who cares, there were women in the aerobics class right through the glass wall, and what were all of the men going to do anyway, gang bang her? No way.

Kelly checked in at the desk, went to the locker room and peeled off her sweats, checked herself in the mirror and headed out to the machines. She wanted a good workout and started on the stairmaster. About half of the men check her out but nothing more than a glance.

After about 20 minutes she was sweating. The mirrors were at her back and she didn’t notice that she was showing sweat under her tits, actually it looked quite funny. Two large inverted “eye brows” on her chest, which were accentuated by her stiffening puffy nipples .She did notice that several of the men were almost staring now. There was one guy who couldn’t help but keep staring over a couple of times a minute. He wasn’t bad looking, about the same age, but he was wearing a wedding ring. Kelly ignored him.

As the aerobics class broke up the women were walking through the room and Jill, an old college friend, called over to Kelly, ” how are you? Long time no see” Kelly at first didn’t notice and then couldn’t place the name with the face, but as she walk over, she remembered. Jill was the same age as Kelly but only about 5-5. Kelly thought, “shit what happened to her, she put on about 60 lbs. In the last few years, and in exercise clothes, you could see everything, and you really didn’t want to. “Girl, you sure do look good” Jill exclaimed, Kelly quickly replied ” Hi, Jill how are you doing?” Jill countered “You know fighting age and loosing.” At 5-5 she was about 165 with about 40DD tits, but quite a gut to go along with them. “Hey, at least you are trying” Kelly replied.

After a brief exchange Jill left and Kelly went back to the locker room. When she reached the locker room she looked at herself in the mirror and couldn’t believe the sweat pattern and the clear visibility of her nipples. If there was anything on her body that she was proud of it was her puffy nipples. They are very pronounced thick and rise quite proudly from their small breasts. All of her boyfriends and her ex just loved them, and she was convinced that her breasts got more attention than any of those cow bags, like Jill’s. Kelly had a thing about women who let their bodies go, and just plainly become fat. She really had no respect for them.

Now Kelly understood why she was being stared at. She found it somewhat exciting and then noticed a wet spot rising from her crotch. The outfit was getting clammy now so she decided to strip off the wet garments and just slip on her sweat suit. Lucky it was a fashionable black suit with a zippered jacket and matching bottoms. She would have to be quick and hope that the car would warm up quickly, after all it was in the 30’s and that was all she had on. As she left she picked up her keys off the sign in board and headed out.

“God Dammit” Kelly shouted as she looked at her car and saw the low tire, almost flat. What was she going to do now? The car came with a roadside service but she wondered how long that would take. She turned to go back in and as luck would have it, Jill and the guy that was staring at her inside pulled in front of the car, rolled the window down and asked if she needed some help, they were just leaving and noticed her problem. Jill said ” hey Kell, why don’t you come with us, Roy, my husband, has a portable air compressor at home, he can pump it up and follow you to a tire store” Kelly said ” If its not too much of a problem…” “None at all, Jill get out, and let her get in the middle, she takes up less space.” bahis siteleri Said the, man with Jill. They had a a small pick up truck, and Jill being on the large side probably wouldn’t fit comfortably in the middle of the front seat.

So Kelly threw her bag in the bed of the truck and hopped in. It was tight in there once Jill got back in. Jill introduced Roy and they shook hands. Roy said “I will turn up the heat, you look chilled” Kelly wondered weather her proud nips were visible, after all she had nothing on underneath. Well, the heater really brought the temperature up quick, and add the fact that we have three adults whom just finished exercising, and the odor was a bit overwhelming. It was a mixture of sweat, after-shave, deodorants, and whatever else that is produced by exercise, it had a musky animal type scent.

Jill said ” we only live two miles from here so we will be home in a flash” However as they turned the corner they were stuck in traffic, it looked like an accident and was bumper to bumper as far as you could see. After some small talk and going only a half-mile in the last fifteen minutes Kelly was beginning to sweat. “Hey Kell, you might want to unzip a little, you are sweating more than when you were at the gym” Jill said. Kelly brought the zipper down a little to get some relief, but she could only go a little way. Roy just leered at her and noticed just bare skin under the jacket. Roy made several attempts to change the heater settings and play with the radio and each time he would ‘accidentally’ brush Kelly’s thighs. And one time his elbow actually pressed one of her nipples. Kelly was getting more and more flushed.

After about thirty minutes, they finally got to Jill’s house. “Kell, why don’t you come in and get something to drink while Roy gets the stuff together” Jill said, and Kelly thought that was a good idea. As she entered the house, it was modest and well kept, not very large three bedroom ranch style house. Jill offered her a choice of coffee, tea, beer or a wine cooler. Being so warm from the close quarters of the truck, she jumped at the wine cooler.

Jill noticed that Kelly was quite flushed and still was sweating. She said ” Kell, would you like to jump in the shower while Roy is getting his stuff together?, I’ll give you a towel and you can just wear you sweat suit back.?” Kelly said ” I had to abandon my outfit at the gym, it was too sweaty, but thank you. I will take a bye on the offer.” Jill shot back ” Well Hun you look to warm, there are just us girls here, why don’t you open your jacket and cool down with the drink?”

Kelly thought about it and pulled the zipper down about another third of the way. Meanwhile Jill started peeling off her outfit. She got down to her sports bra and a pair of lycra shorts, which clearly showed the outline of her pussy. “Whew, you would think that it is the middle of summer, I am a little on the hot side myself.” With that she chugged down a wine cooler and Kelly closely followed suit. After some more catch up small talk, Kelly discovered that Jill was married before, got divorced and hooked up with Roy about 5 years ago. She had no children and no family in the area. Kelly related her first failed marriage and her lack of interest in finding a new man.

“Kelly, you ought to let loose and relax a little, sounds like your work is your life, there is a lot more out there.” Related Jill. Kelly shot back that “I just don’t have the drive that I used to have, and I am not in the mood to play dating games anymore. Between trying to look good all of the time, buying new clothes and hoping that some idiot will pump on you in the middle of the night and not leave you in the wet spot…Well I don’t just need it anymore.” Kelly could not believe that she was talking like that, especially someone she was not close to, must be the alcohol.

“Kelly, someone who looks like you shouldn’t worry about how you look everyday, you are naturally pretty and have a body that I would kill for” said Jill. She then got up grabbed another two more wine coolers, pulled Kelly by the arm and led her to the bathroom. “C’mon Kell, lets relax a little” Jill said.

When she got to the bathroom off of the master bedroom, she turned the lights on and revealed a bathroom that one would not expect to find in a house of this size. It was overly large, looked like they knocked out a wall and expanded it to a spare bedroom. There were mirrors on three of the walls and a section of the ceiling. Recessed lighting with dimmers controlled the mood of the lighting and there was a large tub, big enough to hold six adults, a shower that had three normal shower heads and six mounted on various parts of the walls. Kelly was in awe of the sight.

Jill asked, ” what do you think? Pretty nice huh? Roy is real handy with things and we decided to indulge ourselves, and since we don’t have kids and need a third bedroom…well this is the result.” Kelly sipped on more wine cooler and thought canlı bahis siteleri out loud ” what in the hell do you do in a tub that big? Or for that fact look at the size of that shower.”

Jill laughed ” we make good use of everything here…Believe me. But more to the point, just unzip that jacket and slip out of those pants and look at yourself from every angle, and you will see what I mean, you are really one good looking package.” Kelly was hesitant, and sipped on more wine cooler. Jill then reached up and took her bra off, releasing some of the largest, natural looking breasts that Kelly had every seen. Then she stepped out of the shorts, and revealed the rest of the less than attractive body. ” Look at me…Compared to you I am humpty and dumpty. But at least I have fun. If I had your body…no telling what I could do. That is why I am starting to work out.”

“Jill, you are married, what do you mean about what you could do with my body, Roy seems happy with you.” Kelly replied. “Girl, I just use what I have to a maximum and won’t back out of anything, and I mean anything that might give or get pleasure out of”

Kelly didn’t understand that and while she finished the cooler and placed it on the large counter top Jill approach with another plea ” c’mon Kell, take your sweats off, and you will see what I mean, stand next to me and look at yourself in all of the mirrors.” Feeling a little light headed, Kelly thought, “hey why not, I can show this cow what a real woman looks like.” Slowly, Kelly unzipped the jacket. When she was finished she didn’t take it off but just let it hang there for a few seconds and watched as Jill’s face was lighting up. Then she bent over and untied her shoes and slipped each off, revealing a little more of her modest chest. Then she slowly brought down her sweat pants and kicked them off to the corner of the room. Finally, she removed the jacket and tossed it aside. Looking at the mirror, even she was impressed with the erect puffy nipples that stood straight out. She was hoping that Jill would feel the shame of her flabby body and have even more respect for her.

Jill gasped ” Holy shit, you sure don’t have a lot on top but look at those nipples. God, I would trade chests in a minute to have those tit ends. Hell the areola must be three inches across, they puff out a good inch and are topped by a good three quarter inch nipple, OH, what I wouldn’t give”

“Oh Jill, look at the size of your breasts, they dwarf me, I bet you get more looks than you let on” Kelly stated, a little catty. Jill quickly turned and started the bathwater, from three different faucets. She added some bath oil and turned the lights down a bit and said. “Kell, I have to slip into the tub and clean up, you can join me now that you are naked, or just slip into the shower. Don’t worry we have an extra large continuous supply hot water tank.”

All of a sudden out of the distance they heard Roy calling out ” Jill, where are you, I am about ready” Kelly suddenly realize where she was, and lunged for her clothes. But Jill shouted ” Hun, we are in the bathroom and won’t be out for a while, I will let you know when we are ready” They heard a muffled “whatever”

Jill then walked over to Kelly and took the clothes back out of her hands and turned her around, led her to the tub and pulled her in. It was just about full so she cut the water off, pushed Kelly down and sat herself down. Kelly had to admit that it felt just great and she began to relax. Jill then stood up and reached over, took some shaving cream and spread it on her pussy. She grabbed a razor and tried to shave it but was having a little bit of trouble around the puffy lips, because of her size. Kelly asked “why are you doing that?” Jill replied ” I do it every so often because it feels so good to have nothing around it, Roy usually helps…Have you ever done it before?” Kelly replied ” no, I just never saw any reason to it, I figure that with my small chest, If I get rid of the hair, hell, I would look like a twelve year old.”

Jill laughed ” I doubt it, and don’t knock it until you try it, after all it is only hair, and it does grow back…Could you help me with the bottom part Kelly? I don’t want to cut myself.” Kelly thought, oh hell why not, and grabbed the razor and repositioned Jill and began with short strokes. She was really getting into it. She started pulling the lips apart with her left hand as she shaved with her right. Jill began a deep-throated murmur.. “Does this hurt, do you want me to stop? You sound like you are in pain.” Asked Kelly.

Jill muttered ” KEEP it UP babe, shave it all, and I mean all…and …don’t stop until you are done.” Kelly laughed and said, ” hey if I didn’t know that you were married, I would bet that you were into this girl and girl stuff, with the reaction that you are having…you sound like you are ready to have an orgasm.”

Jill gasped ” this is what I was talking about…enjoying life…taking canlı bahis ppplllllleeasures wwwhhhheere you can getttttt them…” Kelly was now caught up in it and liked the power that she was holding over the large woman. She would teach her, She started moving her pussy lips around, sort of how she does her own when she masturbates, and Jill was responding very nicely. So just to put the cow in her place, she announced that she was now complete, withdrew her fingers, and laid the razor down. Jill pleaded, “Kell, don’t’ leave me in this shape…please…massage some baby oil over the area, it will keep the itching down…Its right next to your left arm…hurry.”

Kelly deliberately reached over and squeezed a handful of oil out and hesitated briefly before she began rubbing it in. Jill squealed with joy and started to pulsate right in Kelly’s hand. Kelly was quite pleased with the reaction, and almost enjoyed it more than Jill. After about another thirty seconds Jill slithered back into the tub. Meanwhile Kelly got up and moved to the shower. She felt like she totally had the upper hand over Jill and boy she enjoyed the power. It took a few seconds to understand the various outlets, spray nozzles and temperature, but she quickly got it under control and giggled as her body was caressed by the various flows of water.

After a few minutes, Jill had sufficiently recovered to pull herself out of the tub and join her old pal in the shower. Kelly was surprised, and turned away from Jill. Jill said “Kelly, that was the best orgasm I had in the past two weeks, thank you so much, I thought that you had it in you. Can I return the favor? Can I shave you? I will do whatever you want me to, really.”

Kelly couldn’t believe her ears. Best orgasm in two weeks! She had to be putting her on. Just how can a woman who looks like that get much action. After all Roy wasn’t bad looking but what did he see in her? She was probably lying. That had to be her best orgasm ever. Now how could she control this behemoth, surely she wasn’t turned on by her, or for that fact any woman, ever. How did she get in this spot. Naked in the shower of her old school friend, in a bathroom out of the playboy mansion, having just finger fucked a woman for the first time in her life.

She responded, “I don’t think so, I don’t know how to say this but you really don’t turn me on Jill, I like a good man, women just don’t do it for me.” Jill quickly replied in a very steady deep voice ” I like men too, but how would you know, don’t be so sure that I couldn’t get you going. I never had any complaints lately, believe me when I say that I know what to do. Why don’t you just be quiet and let me take over.”

With that she moved in on Kelly with razor in hand. She pushed Kelly into the corner, reached over and grabbed the soap and vigorously rubbed it over her thick hairy patch. Kelly was taken by surprise and by the time she was ready to react, she was experiencing a pleasurable sensation from her groin. Jill deftly stroked from the outside in, while inserting her fingers along the edge of her lips. But in an effort to increase her pleasure, Jill only shaved the outside of the front, laid down the razor and moved her tongue to her pussy.

At the same time she brought her hands to Kelly’s anus and quickly inserted her pinkie finger up it. Kelly was now squirming with a pleasure that she never knew. As Jill was on her Knees working the lower regions, she reached up with her left hand and started to pull on the puffy nipples. That was it! Kelly was starting to let loose. She visibly was shaking, almost in a convulsion and murmuring. Jill was having a hard time staying connected in the anus, but she was compensating as best she could. Then before she knew it, Kelly’s body just went limp, and she slipped to the floor of the shower gently.

Jill was now the proud one. She turned the water off and helped Kelly out of the shower and lay her down on a large plush rug in the bathroom. She stood up and spread her legs, showing her newly shaved pussy to Kelly and said “Dear I told you that I was good, I told you there was more to life than work, I told you that you just never now about something until you try it. So baby I want you to try this.” And with those words she shifted her body, turned and got into the 69 position, with Jill on top and Kelly on the bottom. Kelly was in no mood or shape to refuse.

She looked up to the ceiling mirror and was shocked to see herself inserting her tongue into the pussy of an overweight woman. And all the while this cow was again showing a knowledge that a Ph.D. would love to write about. The pleasure being received was far beyond any weak protest that she may have wanted to muster. She was opening up to a whole new experience. A whole new sex life. She was rethinking her own reaction to the overweight woman. Damn this was feeling even better that the orgasm that she just had in the shower. That was the best orgasm she had in years. Who knows where this was going…

Meanwhile in the basement of the house Roy sat at the controls of a modified computer room. On the screen he was watching his wife have her way with a fucking very foxy woman.

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Here are the next two chapters of Sandy’s adventures Chapter 11: Photo Shoot and the Elevator Ride I slept great on Monday night after my craziest night of cross dressing. My body felt great as I slept in late. However, I had to admit, I felt like my ass had been torn up from Stan’s incredible cock. I realized now that almost all men wanted to get their rocks off with strangers. Stan and Bob were perfect examples, they wanted to fuck a girl or at least get a blow job. They were so happy they met a slut at the bar that wanted free drinks and to get laid. I woke up and sat at the desk in my hotel room and made all of my business calls using my calling card. You have to remember, there were no cell phones and very few car phones in 1989. I did 100 sit ups and then I went for a run to try and sweat out the alcohol from the night before. Next I took a shower and then I got ready for work. I dressed in a suit and tie, as I was going to a couple of very nice stores. I finished my appointments and got in a little shopping in as well. I stopped for a bottle of scotch as I planned to spend the evening tonight in my hotel room and had only a drop left in the bottle I brought with me. When I returned to my hotel, I went to my room and wrote up a recap of the day and got my orders from the day all organized. I made a few calls and then went downstairs to the lobby to fax in my reports and orders to the office. I asked for delivery menus for restaurants and returned to my room. My plan for the night was to set up my camera on my tripod and using the self timer take pictures of myself in different outfits. I had been hoping to do this for a while, but never thought I would do it at home as I was always doing something. At my hotel, I was sure not to be disturbed and I had several hours to do the photos. I really wanted to do some sexy lingerie shots, but I started first by putting on my clothes from last night. I wanted to have pictures of all the outfits I had dressed in previously. This way I would have a photograph to remind me of what I had done the past couple of weeks. Now that I was dressed, I called in an order for Chinese Food and made a drink. Next I set up my camera and tripod and found the best spots to shoot pictures of me standing up and also laying down in the bed. It was so much more difficult back then, as we didn’t have the cameras with remote controls and you couldn’t look at the picture like you can with a digital camera today. Once I was all set up, there was a knock on the door as my food arrived. I paid for my food and the delivery boy left without me trying any maneuver. This was the first time I had passed up a potential quickie. I drank scotches, smoked cigarettes, ate Chinese Food and took pictures. I started with last night’s outfit, and then I took off my sweater and skirt and took pictures of how I was dressed when Stan fucked me. I tried on some other lingerie and took pictures. Then I put on Beth’s one piece bathing suit and was amazed how good I looked in the mirror. After that I took pictures of my outfits worn with Carlos, Sheila, Peter, and Joe the black pizza guy shot his wad all over me. When I had finished I had taken three rolls of 36 pictures. It was around 11:30 and I went to light another cigarette. I realized that I was out of smokes and would have to go downstairs to get more. I had on my outfit I wore to Tango’s, it was a black patent dress that was very tight, and I looked as slutty as I could look. I debated what I should do, but I decided to go downstairs and use the cigarette machine next to the restroom (I remembered seeing it there last night). I checked my money and found that I had lots of quarters and one dollar bills, so I headed downstairs in my slutty outfit. When I exited the elevator and crossed the lobby, I tried to stay clear of the bar. I didn’t want to see Larry the bartender and have him invite me in. I made it to the cigarette machine and bought by pack of Marlboro Lights and headed back across the lobby to the elevator. I pressed the call button and when the elevator arrived an older guy came up beside me and held the door open and güvenilir bahis motioned me to go first into the elevator. “Thank you.” I said as I walked in the elevator. “You are welcome. What floor?” he asked. I told him the third floor, but he pressed the button for the tenth floor. “Do you mind if I go to my floor first? Maybe you would like to come with me?” he asked. I was a little confused and it must have shown on my face as he carried on. “I have been drinking; excuse me, but how much would it cost me for you to come to my room?” I finally figured it out that he thought I was a hooker. I don’t know how or why, but it came to me immediately. “Well, I don’t know if I am your type of girl, but it would be twenty dollars for me to come to your room. Fifty if you want to play with me after I am there, te hee.” “That is a lot of money, but why would you not be my kind of girl?” he asked. “Well that will cost you twenty to find out, te hee.” I said. We arrived at his floor and without talking we both exited the elevator and he went to his door. He opened the door and I stepped in beside him. “Do you mind if I have a cigarette?” “No not at all.” He answered. I lit up a smoke and then I kissed this stranger right on the lips. I could taste bourbon on his breath and realized he was very aggressive. He immediately grabbed my ass and pulled me tight to his body. He said in a very aggressive voice “so baby what is going on now?’ I pushed myself away and asked “So, where is my twenty dollars?” I watched as the drunken old guy reached into his wallet and pulled out a twenty dollar bill and handed it to me. I grabbed the money, placed it in my purse. I took a big drag off my cigarette and said “Have you ever been with a cross dresser?” I paused for a couple of seconds and then I continued. “You see, I am a guy dressed in women’s clothing. So if you want the best blow job you have ever received or to fuck me it will cost you thirty dollars more, if not, I will leave with no hard feelings.” “Well I will give you ten more dollars and you will do what I say, how’s that.” He stated. I held out my hand and he gave me another ten dollar bill. He then told me to take off my dress but to leave everything else on. I practically had to pour myself out of the dress it was so snug and now I was left wearing a black bra, panties, garter belt, black fishnet stockings and a pair of high heel black patent pumps. I stood in the middle of his room as he took off all of his clothes. “I am sorry, but I am not too good about following directions.” I said as I knelt down on the floor and started playing with his cock. It was almost identical to mine, very small about four inches long and growing as it started to get hard. He moaned as I started to play with his balls and take his shaft in my mouth. I quickly started sucking on it going up and down as fast as I could. I took his whole length in my mouth and would lick his scrotum as I swallowed his cock. Faster and faster I fucked his cock with his mouth. He pulled out of my mouth and told me to lie down on the floor on my back. He put his knees on each side of my face and stuck his dick right in front of my mouth. “Give it to me baby, fuck my mouth!” I said. This was just what he had in mind as he grabbed his cock with is right hand and slipped it into my mouth. I moaned with excitement as he started to grind his hips and gently rock back and forth sticking his dick further in my mouth. I moved my head forward to take his full length and then I grabbed his ass and started pulling his ass towards me to make his thrusts more powerful. He was now slamming his cock deep in my mouth. I loved how he would bang against my face with his body and his balls would rise up and slap me on my chin as he fucked my mouth harder than anyone ever had. I was very careful to avoid touching his cock with my teeth as I kept my mouth wide open. I slurped on his cock with my lips creating a very tight opening that was driving him crazy. “Fuck my dick with your mouth, you fucking whore. Eat my dick!” He said. I moaned in delight in between his violent piston like thrusts into my mouth. güvenilir bahis siteleri I looked up at him with my eyes like I was in ecstasy (because I was loving every second). “You like my cock in your mouth, don’t you? You are a fucking cock slut!” he said. I nodded in agreement as I pulled hard on his ass so that his cock was fully stuffed in my mouth and I could lick the top of his balls while he had his meat crammed in all the way. He pulled on the back of my head so his cock went further in me. It felt like I was being fucked in the mouth with a huge cock because he was so good at turning me on. He pulled his cock out of my mouth and told me to get up and led me over to the desk in his room. He pulled out the desk chair, spun it around so the back of the chair faced me and told me to lean over and hold onto the back of the chair. I reached over to my handbag and slipped out a condom and handed the packet to him, as I knew what he was about to do. Then I assumed the position he desired and I heard him open the condom wrapper. He pulled down my panties all the way down to my feet and I slipped off my sheath. I lifted up my feet so he could slip my panties off fully and then I leaned over put my hands on the back of the chair so that I my back was parallel to the floor. I felt his cock against my ass and it slid right in. “Oh, baby. That feels so good! I want you to fuck my pussy. Give it to me!” I said. The stranger gave a good thrust and his cock was all the way in my ass. “Nice tight ass pussy. Get ready baby, I am going to fuck you good.” He said He started out with gentle, but deep thrusts. He slid his cock all the way into my ass and I felt heavenly. All my soreness from Stan was gone as I was back doing what I loved. He gradually started increasing the pace and then he became more powerful. As he would slam his cock deep in my pussy, I would time my movements so that I thrust back at him to maximize the depth of his cock in my ass. I lost control of time as I had never been fucked like this. I was moaning and shoving my ass faster and faster to meet the fucking machine of his cock. “Don’t stop, don’t stop, it feels so good.” I eventually moaned. After at least five minutes of serious fucking he pulled his cock out and led me to the bed. He told me to lie down on my back; I followed his directions and realized he would see my stiff cock in this position. I was now on his bed on my back and he came on the bed and spread my legs. He placed a pillow directly under my butt. Then he placed one of my legs on each of his shoulders and reached down to his hard cock and guided it back into my ass pussy. He slammed it in all the way on the first plunge and I screamed “Yes! Oh my god yes!” His cock was unbelievable. He started fucking me very slowly but deeply. He would take a full two seconds to shove his meat inside me all the way so that his cock was deep in my ass. Then he would glide it out and slowly back in. After a couple of minutes of me moaning and begging for more, he picked up his speed now he was fucking me hard. I was so fucking hot; I loved seeing my legs wrapped around his neck with my high heel pumps sticking in the air. I was so vulnerable and loved the feeling. He was now slamming his cock into me at a rapid speed and as hard as he could and I was sliding my ass along the bed to meet every one of his cock thrusts. I realized the old saying “size doesn’t matter” was so true. The way this stranger was fucking me was the best feeling I ever felt. I was like a fish out of water as I was rocking in the bed side to side and shoving my ass to meet every thrust of his cock. My cock was rock hard, but I wasn’t even touching it, because all I wanted was his dick to continue to pound inside me, deep inside me. “You are my little bitch, understand me?” He said as he continued to pound my ass. “Now turn around and get on your knees.” He removed my legs from his shoulders and I realized they were weak as he had been pounding my ass in that position for over ten minutes. I rolled over and propped myself up on all fours and waited for him to fuck me more. “More, more! I want iddaa siteleri more of your cock. You are the best fuck, I have ever had.” I said. This time he started with a bang and immediately shoved his cock into my pussy as hard as he could. I squealed in pain/pleasure. When he shoved his cock in me he slapped the side of my ass and said “Take that bitch.” Then he surprised me on the next thrust he grabbed my little cock and stroked it as he shoved his own meat deep in my ass. I tried to brush his hand off my cock, but I was so hard and it felt so good. “Here I cum” He said. He gave me a final huge powerful thrust and buried his cock deeper in me than anytime before and held it deep in my ass as he exploded. “Fuck, I am cumming in your ass, you fucking slutty cock whore.” His orgasm lasted at least ten seconds and he started stroking my cock at the end of it. He pulled his cock out of my ass and rolled me over. My cock was standing straight up and he immediately took it in his mouth and sucked on it Five seconds later I knew I was going to cum. “Are you ready?” he said. I nodded and he told me to stay still and he pulled my legs up in the air. He kept raising them until my shoulders and my hands were the only thing touching the bed. My feet were well above my head and my soles of my shoes were flat against the wall above the headboard of the bed. I never realized I was so limber, but as that thought ran through my head, my cock was exploding and my cum shot out of my cock and all over my chest and face. He laid me down gently on the bed and told me to drink up all of my own cum. I obeyed his request and scooped up my own cum from my chest, chin and cheek and swallowed all that I could find. He got out of the bed and handed me my panties, sheath and dress. He told me to go get dressed in the bathroom. I came out of the bathroom and he had another twenty dollar bill in his hand. “Not too bad baby! Here is a tip for you.” He said as he handed me the bill. I could tell he wanted me to leave, so I told him good bye and started the walk back down the hallway to the elevator. I was in a state of mind that felt fabulous. I thought maybe I should have paid him $50, as that was the most fun Sandy ever experienced. I also thought, what a great way to make $50, too bad I couldn’t quit my day job. Chapter 12: 3:10 to Yuma My last day in San Diego started as the day before; exercise, business calls, shower, breakfast and a morning appointment. I returned to the hotel and did all my business work following up from the appointment. I called my office to tell them I would be in a car all day and would check in tomorrow morning. I packed all my bags and took them downstairs and loaded them in the van. I checked out of the hotel and then I returned to my room to make a quick change. I dressed up in a very conservative Sandy outfit, as I knew I would be driving all day and didn’t want to be caught in a slutty outfit on the road. I put on clothes that a business woman would wear. Black pants, long sleeve beige blouse with pearls, a black blazer and the only thing sexy were my high heel black patent pumps. I had on a pair of white panties with my little dick hider and a white bra. The most exciting thing to put on was my new wig. It was a lot fuller and longer than my others. It was dark brown and had lots of curls and went down past my shoulders by six inches. If I dressed the part, I would look like a brunette “Valley Girl”. It was about 1:00 PM when I left my room with the remainder of my things and took the elevator ride to the lobby. I was walking out the back door of the hotel that led to the parking lot and I bumped into Larry the bartender who was just arriving for work. He smiled at me and I grinned back at him as we passed each other. About two seconds later I heard his familiar voice. “Sandy?” he asked. I turned around and replied “Hi Larry, yes it is me.” “I like your hair, you changed it.” He said. “I didn’t recognize you at first.” “Thanks, yes I just had it done yesterday. I have to run, I am late, but I will see you next time in town.” I said. I turned back around and headed for the van thinking I had a following here in San Diego. I threw my things in the back of the van, but brought my handbag with all my essentials in the front seat with me. I was going to drive half way to Phoenix this afternoon to a city called Yuma.

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Karren followed Kevin to his home in her own car so if she had to leave she could do so at her leisure. Karren wondered what Kevin’s wife looked like, would she like the idea of a man dressed like a woman making love to her? Would she like sharing Kevin’s cock with another man dressed as a woman? She hoped everything would turn out for the best.  Her thoughts were arousing her cock; she could feel the panties and slip caressing her cock. As she drove the car and moved her legs to shift the gears and press the gas pedal her panty-covered cock got more aroused. She thought about Kevin’s big cock in her mouth while his wife sucked her cock. She pictured how it would be just great if she could wear some of Kevin’s wife’s clothes. They finally arrived at Kevin’s home. It was a modest single story home on a quiet little tree lined street. As they parked their cars in the driveway, Kevin ran to her car to help her out. Karren slowly got out of the car swinging her legs out one at a time so as to give Kevin bahis siteleri a chance to look up her skirt. As Kevin helped her out of the car, he brushed his lips on her neck, as he felt her ass. Karren’s cock was erect and tingling with anticipation of fucking Kevin’s wife and sucking Kevin’s cock. She wondered if the two cum drops would taste good mixed together. As they walked toward the front door, Kevin encouraged her while he kept his hand on her ass. Karren’s cock was about to explode. The home was beautiful inside completely carpeted and it was impeccably decorated. Kevin’s wife had impeccable taste, and she was very feminine in her choice of furniture and interior decor. Karren hoped Kevin’s wife was as pretty as her home. Kevin led Karren into the entry hall and called to his wife. “Nancy honey, I’m home, and I’ve brought a friend home to meet you.” Karren had just now realized she had not known Kevin’s wife’s name until this moment. Nancy, Nancy, Nancy, hmm, Karren kept repeating it over canlı bahis siteleri and over, she loved that name. It brought visions of seductive beauty to her mind; she hoped Nancy lived up to her expectations. Kevin called for her again, “Nancy sweetheart where are you, come see our new friend.” Karren stood there nervously, her cock was erect and her thighs were sweating. She hoped the bulge in her crotch was not that noticeable through her skirt? Suddenly a soft sexy voice echoed through the home. ”I hear you, I will be down in a moment Kevin.” Karren watched the stairs for the first glimpse of Nancy. The first view of Nancy was her high heels on the stairs. This was followed by two beautiful, shapely, black nylon stocking, covered legs; Karren’s eyes followed the legs up to the short black crushed velvet skirt which covered her slim shapely hips and ass. Karren’s cock was about to explode with anticipation waiting for the rest of Nancy to appear. Suddenly Nancy stopped on the stairs just canlı bahis as her white silk blouse appeared; her face was not in view yet. Her breasts were pushing out under her blouse. They looked beautiful and erect. She did not have a bra on and her nipples just stood out. Karren could not wait for her face to appear. Nancy began to move again, her face came into full view. Karren was stunned; she could not believe what she was seeing. Nancy was a vision of beauty. She had shoulder length auburn hair, deep brown eyes. Her lips accented her face; they were small and perfectly formed. Karen felt her cock explode spewing cum throughout her panties and slip. She felt as though she was going to faint. Karen placed her hand on the table near her to help support her in this weak moment. Nancy was adjusting her earrings as she descended the stairs; this caused her breasts to stand out even further than before. Karren could not stand it any longer, she started to wobble, and she felt as if she was going to fall. Kevin noticed her losing her balance and offered her his arm for more support. Nancy finally came down the stairs and approached them. Her eyes were scrutinizing Karren’s body and face. She had a confused look on her face.

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I could not wait to get home from work on Friday. My routine was the same. It was total preperation for the weekend.I was a highly placed executive with the company I worked for at the time. Nobody knew that I lived as a total sissy slut cock worshipping whore on the weekends.I was seeing a guy who was very dominate. I met him online. The first night he took me home he dressed me before having sex with me. He made it clear that I was to not only always be a “girl” around him but I was to come back next weekend. He insisted that I be dressed and totally fem for him. I loved that because I was into that very thing.So on Friday night I would take all of the necessary preperations for “alot” of anal sex, take a long bath, shaving all body hair and being “cleaned out”. Then pick out the sluttiest thing I could wear kaçak iddaa in public for the drive to his house. Knowing I would stay Friday and Saturday night I always packed several outfits for the weekend. Alot of lingerie, stockings, etc…It was summer time and I left my house around 4 in the afternoon. I managed to sneak out of work a bit early on that particular day. Sneaking into my pickup without having to chat with the neighbors was always a chore. It was a sprint to say the least. But I did it. There was no opportunity between my place and his to dress so what the hell, the possiblility of being caught made it all that much hotter anyway.So I left the house in a skin tight black dress, barely long enough to cover my ass and cock, black stockings, long blond wig and garter and knee high stripper boots.Here kaçak bahis I am driving down the road in my dress with a hard on making a tent. No panties because he never let me wear them. I called him to tell him I was on the way. I could tell he was jerking off in anticipation on the other end. He was talking so dirty. I was hard as a rock because he told me to never cum during the week and I obeyed. I had not cum since being with him the previous Sunday. My first nut after five days was always huge as is most guys.”Pull up your dress and stroke your cock” he said. I had him on speaker. I did what he told me. There I was driving down the road, stroking my cock, traffic passing me on both sides and they had no idea. I was in a pickup, who would know? Guess I didn’t think of trucks taller than me.So there I am, illegal bahis riding along, my tall tanned thin legs covered in my stockings, my dress pulled up around my waste stroking my smooth hard cock. My head layed back thinking about the fucking I was about to get. Little did I know I was getting it sooner than I thought.I looked to my right to see a package delivery guy in a brown truck watching me as we are rolling down the road. I quickly notice that he has his cock out. I told Heberto (my guy on the phone of course) that a guy is riding along next to me watching me stroking my cock and he has his cock out waving at me to pull over. He tells me to find a place to pull over and “take care of him”. I had a feeling he might say that. He loved sharing me with his buddies and showing me off. Of course I did as I was told. Looking at the road and still stroking my cock when Heberto told me to find a place to take care of my new friend, I reached to the door to roll down the passenger window so I could holler at him.

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