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Impatience drove the dum-dum tapping on the steering wheel, and the digital clock glowered back at him. Annoyed, he switched the radio off. For almost half an hour, Jack waited. He could text her and tell her to get a cab home. No, that would ruin the weekend.“Come on, Laura. Where are you?”With a jolt of surprise, she arrived without him noticing. The cutting chill of December air and the scent of perfume filled the car. Laura slumped into the front seat, and the door slammed shut. The cloying tackiness of her lipstick on his cheek failed to lift his mood.“Hi darling, you been waiting long?”“No… only five minutes.”That gnawed at him. Quickly distracted, a passenger door opened, and she announced her entrance with tinkling laughter. Shimmying awkwardly along the back seat, Jack admired her lithe legs as her skirt hitched up and flashed her panties. Their eyes met in the rear-view mirror as a fillip to his funk. It was Amy, and she flashed him a warm smile. Laura’s friend and work colleague was an unexpected pleasure.The car sank a little more, and a callow-faced man glared back at him.“All right?” asked Jack.“Hullo.”“Jack, this is Eddie, Amy’s boyfriend.”Judging by Laura’s slurred intonation, it had been a good night… for everyone except him.“Get up to much, darling?” asked Laura.He steered the car onto the main road, “Not much.”Amy giggled, “Speaking of much, I know much more about you after tonight.”Jack grimaced into the rear-view mirror, “All good, I hope.”Laura’s tongue always loosened after a few drinks, and he could only imagine what she’d said. He might be irritated by their late arrival, yet, with a deep sigh, he would not let it show. Amy certainly looked good tonight. He was a sucker for a pretty face and a pleasant smile, especially if they were brunettes. Still looking immaculate, there were plenty of opportunities to admire her lithe, perky body.Slowing to approach a bend, an absent thought skewered him. Partners were not invited to the office Christmas party, yet Eddie was there as evidence. Accelerating away, it added to his annoyance, burdening him further.“Jack, I said they could stay in my spare room tonight.”Laura paused for a minute. It was clear she tried to act more sober than she was. “It’s miles home for them, and the hotels in town cost a fortune.”“Sure, no problem.”As their weekend plans fell apart, he tried not to let it show. Sure, it was Laura’s flat, and she could do what she liked, yet he wanted her to himself. Resigned to spending Saturday morning with three hungover people, he’d probably be called upon to take them home. He could use a drink now to take the edge off.At least the roads were quiet as Laura and Amy shared gossip; Eddie didn’t say much. Stealing glances in the mirror, Jack saw Eddie with his hand up Amy’s skirt. She did not complain as Jack enjoyed the view, churning a lusty heat into his loins. Whatever Amy saw in Eddie, the answer was right there.With her legs on the dashboard, Laura let her short dress ride up. The bare skin of her thighs melded effortlessly into the lace tops of her stockings. The clasps of the suspenders bit delicately into them. Jack found it hard to concentrate; the sight teased his unquelled ardour. He found himself in no man’s land of arousal mixed with exasperation.It was late, he was jaded, and his plans lay in ruins. Still, they Eskişehir Escort had guests, and he needed to be a gracious host to impress Laura. The warmth and the tyres’ hum threw a soporific pall over his passengers. The mood had quietened by the time they arrived at Laura’s flat.-=-This was the post-party come-down, and the swoopy Balearic vibes from the stereo kept everyone interested. It was time for a nightcap, and Jack poured out a lusty helping of brandy. Putting it down in one, he poured another. He stole glances at Amy when he thought no one would notice. Her lustrous brunette hair shone with her sparkling jade eyes. A raven-black dress embraced her slinky curves.His eyes undressed her at every opportunity. Amy peered up and caught him. Jack did not give a shit when she grinned to acknowledge his guilt. Admiring her perky tits, he found himself talking to them rather than her face. Amy did not mind; on the contrary, she enjoyed the attention. Laura was drunk, knocking back more vodka and struggled to make herself understood. Eddie nodded and grunted his way through the conversation.-=-Jack stretched out his limbs against the crisp linen of Laura’s bed, and the brandy had done little to relax him. Wide awake, his mind clung to the hope that Laura might offer some drunken sex. Dim yellow light bled through the open door, and she tottered in. Struggling out of her dress, Laura complained about the discomfort caused by her lingerie and wobbled towards the bed. To Jack’s disappointment, she laboured with its clasps, throwing it to the floor.Focusing momentarily, she caught his puppy-dog eyes and twirled to show him her naked body. Before he could enjoy the view, she lost her balance and hit the wardrobe doors. Ricocheting onto the bed with a yelp, it broke her fall.Laughing and snorting raucously, she thrashed a bit to get under the duvet. The gossamer caress of her bare skin teased Jack, and the curves of her rear pressed against his naked loins. Wrapping his arm around her, he cupped her bare breast. He wanted to feel turned on, but the night was a washout. Amy and Eddie were next door, and the walls were paper thin. Eddie did a fine line in grunting, but at least Amy was entertaining, and he enjoyed her overt flirtatiousness. Jack would not deny his attraction to her and got an eyeful of naked flesh into the bargain tonight. This could be his silent revenge; in his mind, he would fuck Amy and pressed his burgeoning cock against the cleft of Laura’s arse.She was still trying to get comfortable, “I banged my hip on the wardrobe door.”Her tone pleaded for sympathy.“That’s because you are pissed.”“Am not,” she retorted, “well… not that much.”“You said tonight was employees only. Eddie doesn’t work for you guys.”“Did I? Oh, sorry.”There was a faint sound from next door, a gasp and a louder moan. It was obvious what Amy and Eddie were doing. Imagining the spectacle of Amy being fucked, all of this angst and frustration pooled into his twitching cock.It reinvigorated Laura, “They’re fucking! Dirty bastards!”A monotonous banging sound grew louder and kept time with their more audible moans. Jack nuzzled at Laura’s neck and shoulder, easing his stiff cock between her thighs. As the volume and its intensity increased, she squeezed.“Hmm, fuck, Jack. You are nice and hard. Did Eskişehir Escort Bayan you miss me?”“Uh-huh.”What was a white lie when he was this horny? Listening to Amy’s kitten yelps was all he needed to give Laura a hearty fuck. They were clearly in the throes of intense passion. Craning an arm around his neck, Laura softly kissed his lips.“Let’s all fuck together.”“What? All of us in the spare room?”Laura smacked his behind, “No silly, here. Not too hard, though. I don’t want them to know we are fucking too.”He would be up for a foursome. Inspired by Amy’s very vocal moans, Laura stroked the steel hardness of his length.“Do it, baby. Stick it in me.”The noises from the next room had aroused Laura too, and he slid into her easily. Cosseting by her taut slippery tunnel, Jack pushed himself deeper inside, and the rising addiction took over. Finally, something to alleviate his peevishness. Everything would be fine if he could get his rocks off. Penetrated to the hilt, it encouraged Laura to rock back and forth. Lying in spoons, his strong hands dragged her back onto his length with a firm tempo. There was too much frustration inside him to take it slow.“Not too hard, Jack. Make love to me.”Chided and obedient against his better judgement, he slowed his thrusts.Next door, the headboard banged against the wall. Eddie was certainly in a less than gentle frame of mind. Amy’s cries of passion conveyed her frenzied state. Inspired, Jack bucked into Laura harder, hoping to inspire her. The delicious friction raised the tension in his loins, and the journey to his release had begun.“Fuck Laura, you feel so good.”“Slower, Jack. Slower… I want it gently.”With a sigh of frustration, Jack relented, and the contrast between the two rooms could not be starker. The staccato thumps of the headboard had a new sense of urgency. Amy’s cries seemed to stutter, and then a series of powerful yelps followed. Eddie was undoubtedly giving her a good time. The volume in the adjoining room appeared to have reached its crescendo. Harsh cries and loud grunts made it obvious; Amy climaxed and took Eddie with it.In contrast, Laura felt so passive, yet he pressed on. Reconciled that she was drunk, he was happy to do all the work. Something was wrong; her breathing did not match his thrusts. Long, sonorous and unrushed, he shook her shoulder.“Laura? Laura!”Exasperated, Jack withdrew, and the latent anger exploded within. Not inviting him to the party might have been an innocent mistake. It was understandable that Laura needed a lift home. He was the model of charm as a good host for her friends. To pass out as they fucked was off the scale.He considered driving home, but the nightcaps put him over the limit. Rolling onto his front, his hard cock pressed against his body. The intense need for relief surged through him with every beat of his heart. His mind was wired, and trying to sleep would be impossible. Dealing with Laura and Amy tomorrow would be torture in this state.Leaving the warmth of the bed, he would take matters into his own hands in the bathroom. With no empathy for Laura, his footsteps walloped the floorboards. Naked, he went to the bedroom door as she began to snore.“Oh fucking magic!” he hissed.Looking at the clock on the pedestal, it was almost three in the morning. Pulling the bedroom Escort Eskişehir door closed, Jack turned to make his way into the bathroom.-=-“Hello.”“Amy! Oh, fuck this is embarrassing.”Instinctively, he hid his nakedness with his hands. Absent of any inhibitions, Amy stood there in the corridor, naked, with it all on show. Shamelessly, she looked him up and down, fixated on how he failed to hide his erection. Finally arriving at his gaze, a rueful smile greeted him.A gentle hand pressed against his chest, “Don’t be embarrassed. Did you fuck Laura too?”Her question reverberated through his foggy mind, “Huh? No… well, yes.”Leaning alongside him with her hand on the wall, Amy had no inhibitions. Gazing into her sultry and disarming eyes, he understood her open invitation. His eyes darted to savour each taut seductive curve. Broad-shouldered, the swell of her breasts hung flawlessly, each nipple crunched tightly into erect nubs. Her lissom curves drew him in and removed his self-consciousness. At the cinch of her waist, down her toned abdomen, the smooth hillock of her mons flared up between the gap of those long slender legs.Amy purred as his eyes rested upon hers, grinning widely to be appreciated like this.“Jack… either you fucked her or you didn’t.”Her overt display did nothing to ease his racing mind, “Amy, shouldn’t you….”Her soft lips pressed against his, igniting the embers of his ardour. He tried to fight it, and his surrender came quickly. The delicate vacuum on her lips and the tip of her darting tongue added more heat to his loins. Her caress drew him in, beguiled by another sensual kiss; their naked bodies pressed together. The rakish sound of snatched air announced his obedience as Amy pressed the hard swell of his shaft against her warm body.“Amy…” and he pushed her away.She chuckled, “What happened, Jack?”“She passed out.”Amy tutted, “And left you like this? That’s a terrible crime.”“Eddie? What about Eddie?”“Eddie does whatever I say. He’s very passive.”“Oh.”Butterflies lurched as his mind spiralled like a helter-skelter. Amy’s eyes dipped to his groin. She took his shaft, he’d been inside Laura, and it was still damp. She pressed her lips to his with a newfound sense of passion.His cock felt heavy; it had presence and girth, and Jack did not put up a fight. She rose on her tiptoes, kissing him again. Her arm wrapped around his neck as he clasped her thigh to his waist. Her breasts pressed against his bare chest, and she led his burgeoning shaft to the heat of her sex.“Oh, fuck,” Jack sighed, “Yes… I want you.”“Then take it,” she purred, “Eddie struggles with me, and I’ve had two loads out of him already.”Jack had no qualms and breached her cum-filled snatch. Amy whimpered, biting her lower lip. She threw her arms around his neck as he hoisted her slender body, pinning her against the wall. His shaft was long enough to take it all and fill her completely. It had the thick girth she liked.“Mmm… you are just what I need,” Amy whimpered, “I want more, Jack, a lot more.”Humping her, she squeezed on his shaft, “Do you want to give it to me?”From his narrowed eyes, he mumbled at first, “Yes, yes, I do.””You can’t stop, can you?””No,” he hissed.”You don’t mind about Eddie fucking me at the same time?””No.”Amy purred, “Mmm… that’s what I need.”Satisfied, she pushed back and untangled herself, forcing a grumble of frustration from Jack. He peddled backwards as she stole his breath with hungry kisses. Taking to her knees, her silky mouth engulfed his cock, and his head hit the hollow wall with a thud. Caressing his aching balls, she met his eyes, savouring his fevered expression.

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Subject: Pounding the Prof, Part 13 Pounding the Prof, Part 13 If you are financially able to do so, please consider donating to Nifty to keep this amazing resource going! fty/donate.html ************************************* There was a knock on my door just a minute after 9 p.m. on Friday night. When I opened it, I found Djebo with two other guys I didn’t know. “Come on in,” I said. They entered my apartment and sat around the living room. A few minutes later, there was another knock, and I opened for two more guys. I recognized one of them from my calculus class, though I didn’t know his name. “Hey, Professor Davis,” he said. “Hey,” I replied. The guys crowded onto the couch and the chairs. They were mostly quiet, subdued, talking in low voices. Another knock, and two more guys came in. One of them was Paulo. “When are they coming?” someone asked. I sat down in the chair at my desk, back in the corner of the living room, and just watched. Damion had proposed this plan last weekend. We would invite over a bunch of the guys that Nathan had fooled around with, bring Nathan over with him with a promise of another 3-way, then have the whole group could confront Nathan and call him out on his behavior. We talked it over and decided that a threat to report him to the school authorities might shame him into treating people better. Damion had been busy with school and practice all week, so I hadn’t seen him, but we had texted every day and talked on the phone a couple of times. To be honest, I’d missed him and had hoped he would come over one night to hang out, but I also really appreciated that he had his priorities straight. He was proving to be a pretty remarkable kid. I looked around the room at the seven guys who were now spread out on the couch and chairs, some sitting on the arms of the couch. It was clear that they were all athletes, every one of them in good shape. I guessed that most of them played soccer, though I thought that a few might play other sports. There was a tall, muscular black guy who looked like he played basketball and one really tanned white guy with bleached hair whom I sure was on the swim team. A few of the guys really seemed straight, but I sensed that some of the others were gay. There was a small redheaded kid who was really cute, and now that I looked at him, I was pretty sure that the kid from my class – who was dark haired and handsome – was gay. Around 9:30, there was another knock on the door, and Damion walked into the apartment with Nathan. He entered with a swagger, a leer on his face, clearly looking forward to abusing my ass again, but he stopped just inside the door when he saw that the apartment was full of people, and his expression turned to confusion. Damion shut the door behind them and nudged Nathan, trying to get him to step into the room. “We need to have a talk, Nathan,” Damion said. Nathan stood his ground. His expression shifted from confused to hostile. “What’s going on?” he asked in a defensive tone. “Come in here, Nathan,” one of the guys said. Paulo and the tall black guy, grabbed Nathan by the elbows and led him to a chair in the middle of the living room. “We all want to talk with you,” the small redhead began. “We’re tired of how you’ve been fucking around with us,” another added. “What are you guys talking about?” Nathan asked. “What’s this about?” “You’ve fooled around with everybody here, Nathan,” the guy from my class spoke up. “You’ve taken advantage of people.” “What!? I’ve never Erzurum Escort taken advantage of anybody! I’ve never forced anybody to do anything that haven’t wanted…” “That’s not true!” Damion said. “You got me drunk and then used me.” “Me too,” another guy said. “And me,” the guy from my class added. Nathan was starting to look concerned as it dawned on him what was happening. His body tightened and his jaw clenched. “I just like to have fun. You guys know that.” “You put pressure on people,” Djebo said. “You make us do things we don’t want to,” Paulo added. “That’s not true! You guys wanted to try fucking. You said so!” “We were drunk and high and you pushed us into it,” Paulo said. “We wouldn’t have done it if you hadn’t pushed us.” “You’ve threatened people.” “You need to learn some boundaries, dude!” the tall black guy said. “You can’t just use people.” The temperature in the room was rising. I could feel people getting more tense. I was staying out of it, just watching from my corner of the room. “You always like to be in charge,” Damion said. “You like to push people around. You use sex to have control over people.” “You can’t just fuck anybody you want!” “It’s not like that! I help people find who they are. I help them learn to let loose.” Nathan seemed like he was starting to panic. “What the fuck does that even mean?” “Not everybody wants to let loose!” someone shouted. “You need to learn a lesson!” another added. Nathan looked around quickly, like he was looking for an escape. “What are you gonna do? Beat me up?” He sounded angry and defensive. “Nah, we got something better in mind for you,” the tall black guy said and grabbed his crotch suggestively. Nathan tried to get up from his seat, but two of the guys roughly pushed him back down. Most of the other guys stepped closer, surrounding Nathan in a tight pack. Someone pushed their crotch right in Nathan’s face, and several of the other guys grabbed at their crotches. The room was suddenly full of sexual tension. “You need to learn to behave,” someone said. One of the guys pulled Nathan roughly up from the chair and tossed him over to the couch, and someone else pushed him down so he was kneeling on the couch with his face against the back and his ass up. A couple of guys reached into their pants to stroke their cocks, and I could tell that some were getting hard. “We gonna treat you like you treated us!” Someone grabbed Nathan’s sweatpants and briefs and yanked them down in one move, exposing his bare butt. Nathan looked up, panicked. I jumped up. This was not what we had talked about at all. Gang rape was NOT in the plans Damion and I had laid out. “Hold on, guys! Stop!” I shouted. “Leave him alone.” The crowd around him stepped back, but the room remained hot and tense. “This is not what we planned. You were just going to threaten to report him, not rape him.” “Well he did it to us!” someone retorted. “Yeah,” a few people added. People stepped back towards him. Someone slapped his ass, making a loud smacking sound and leaving a red handprint. “He needs to learn a lesson about how to treat people,” someone said, and others nodded and agreed. “No! It’s not right!” I said and started to step in. But Nathan looked up at me. I couldn’t quite read the expression in his eyes, somewhere between desperation and — I don’t know what else — desire? “It’s okay, Prof,” he said quietly. “They’re right. I need to be taught a lesson.” He suddenly Erzurum Escort Bayan looked uncharacteristically submissive. I was confused, and I was about to say something, but Nathan put his head down on the couch and lifted his bare ass up. “Yes!” I heard someone say. “Who wants to go first?” he asked. I closed my mouth and stepped back. The guy who looked like a swimmer stepped forward. He had on jeans that he unbuttoned and lowered to his knees then pushed down his briefs until his hard cock popped. He was uncut, and I could see that a big drop of precum was clinging to his tip. “Give it to him, Steven,” someone said. Steven spit on Nathan’s exposed hole and then spit down onto his cock and used his hand to spread the spit around as lube. “Wait, I got some lube,” the kid in my class said. He reached into his backpack and pulled out a plastic container of Astroglide and tossed it over to the swimmer. Steven popped it open and lubed up his cock, then took his finger and stuck it unceremoniously in Nathan’s asshole. Nathan gasped. “You ever been fucked before?” someone asked him. “No,” Nathan whispered. Then he added, even more quietly. “But I want to…” Steven took his finger out and placed the head of his dick against Nathan’s hole and started to push. Nathan grunted in pain as the tip of Steven’s dick popped in. “Nice,” someone said. Steven slid his dick a little further in, and Nathan let out a harsh gasp. “So fucking tight!” Steven said. Luckily Steven wasn’t too big, so he slid a couple of inches in without hurting Nathan too much. He started to move his dick slowly in and out, gradually working his way further in. He pulled out and squeezed a little more lube on his dick, then slid it back inside. I looked up from the scene and noticed that a number of the boys had their dicks out and were stroking. Everyone was watching, entranced. I noticed that one guy had his phone out and was filming it. The tall black kid stepped up to Nathan’s head and lifted his face up. He shoved his dick at Nathan’s face, and Nathan opened his mouth and started to suck him. Unlike Steven, this guy was huge. Steven had a really hot tan line, a bright white ass where he’d worn a Speedo all summer (probably working as a lifeguard), with the skin above and below darkly tanned. As Steven started to pump harder and faster, Nathan’s groans were muffled by the large cock now in his mouth. After just a couple of minutes, Steven pounded hard into Nathan. “Oh fuck!” he said, and his whole body jerked as he unloaded deep into Nathan’s ass. He pulled out and fell back onto the couch, exhausted. The dark-haired kid from my class stepped forward, lubed up his cock, and immediately pushed it into Nathan’s ass. His dick was pretty small, so it slid in relatively easily, though Nathan still grunted. I got the sense that the kid didn’t have much experience topping, as his motions were a bit awkward, and it only took a couple of minutes before he grunted and deposited his loaded in Nathan’s ass. Immediately, Djebo stepped forward, lubed up his own cock and pushed it against Nathan’s hole. Djebo was much larger than Steven and the kid from my class had been, so even though they had lubed up Nathan’s ass with their cum, his cock did not go in easily. He had to push slowly, and you could hear Nathan shouting even with the cock in his mouth. He pulled off the black guy’s cock. “Shit man, you’re big!” he said over his shoulder to Djebo. “I know,” Escort Erzurum Djebo said and pushed in a little deeper, making Nathan shout out. As this was going on, Damion stepped over and stood beside me. “Pretty hot, isn’t it?” he said. I realized that I was rock hard and had been stroking my cock through my pants without even being aware. Damion reached over and grabbed my cock through the fabric and squeezed it. “Clearly, you agree,” he said. We watched as Djebo patiently worked to slide his cock into Nathan’s ass. “Relax, baby,” he said. “Let me inside.” It struck me that this was a line that Nathan himself had probably used on a lot of guys. “Did you know this was what was going to go down?” I asked Damion. “I suspected some of the guys might try something,” he said. “But I wouldn’t have guessed that Nathan would be so into it.” He was right. Djebo had finally gotten himself all the way inside Nathan’s ass and was starting to pump in and out, and Nathan was clearly enjoying it, pushing back against Djebo’s cock, while he worked the other guy’s cock enthusiastically with his mouth. His groans of pain had turned into moans of pleasure. It was an extremely hot scene, and several of the guys had stepped out of their pants were now openly stroking themselves as they watched. Djebo was not as quick as the guys before him, but I think he enjoyed the audience, and within a few minutes he was adding his load to the mix. “Oh Fuck!!” he shouted and slammed into Nathan three or four times. He stayed inside Nathan for a moment while he caught his breath. Nathan stopped sucking the black guy’s cock and looked up. “You next, Joe,” he said. The black guy leaned down and kissed Nathan gently on the lips in what seemed an oddly tender gesture given the context. “Gladly,” he said and moved around back. He had an incredibly deep, sexy voice. Joe was at least an inch longer than Djebo, though his cock was not quite as thick. Nathan was loosened up now and his chute was wet with three loads of cum, so Joe slid in pretty easily. But he couldn’t get his whole length into Nathan. At the end of each thrust, Nathan would cry out and jerk away as Joe’s long cock hit a spot that hadn’t yet been opened up. “Flip over,” Joe growled in his deep voice, and Nathan flipped onto his back and immediately lifted his legs up to give Joe access to his ass. Joe inserted his cock back into Nathan’s hole then leaned forward to kiss him. While he slowly eased his cock inside Nathan, Joe took his face tenderly in his hands and kissed him passionately. “I always thought you’d be a good fuck,” he said quietly. “All those times we were fucking guys together, I so wanted to try out your ass.” Joe slowly and patiently eased into Nathan until his curly bush of pubes was pushed tight against his ass. “I knew it would be amazing.” Nathan grabbed Joe’s face in his and pulled him in for a passionate kiss. “Fuck me,” Nathan said. “Fuck me, Joe.” This exchange had suddenly changed the dynamic in the room. I was mesmerized by what was happening between Joe and Nathan, but I noticed that some of the guys were now breaking off into pairs and groups. The kid from my class was now intensely making out with the small redhead. Another guy was sucking Paulo’s cock. Steven was still sitting on the couch, now sucking Dejbo’s cock, who was hard again and standing in front of him. Another guy – the one who’d been filming the first guys fucking Nathan – was sitting on the arm of the couch running his hands over both of their bodies. I realized that the gathering in my apartment had evolved into an orgy, and damn was it hot! “This is making me too horny,” Damion said. “Let’s go fuck.” He grabbed my hand and led me out of the living room and into my bedroom and shut the door behind us.

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Subject: Artie Studies (gay/ adult youth, oral, anal, b/M) DISCLAIMER: This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of explicit sexual acts of boy’s discovering their sexuality. It contains graphic scenes of sex between an underage boy and adult males… If this type of content offends you or you are under the age of 18 do not read it. Author’s Note: This story is the property of the author. It can be downloaded for personal reading pleasure or sending to a friend, but if you wish to re-post them at your own site, please contact the author for permission. If it is illegal to read such material where you live or if you find the topic distasteful the please leave now. If you enjoy the story or if it evokes memories of your own, please let me know. I am happy to write stories from outlines. Copyright 2009 Wolf, All rights reserved. You may contact me at whitewold999@icqmail if you like. All flames will be ignored. Artie Studies By Wolf My best friend and I were playing in the basement of his family’s home, when we came across his father’s collection of pornographic photographs. He had an extensive collection with a wide variety of sexual activities including gay magazines. Our discovery was not exactly what you would expect to find in the home of a family man from Kansas City, Kansas. (I mean, you might expect an adult male to hide girly porn, but a man living in the bible belt of America is not the kind of man you would expect to have gay porn.) My buddy and I started looking at the pictures. We became fascinated with the naked men. At least I was getting excited looking at the different sizes of the cocks and balls. Then we found his father’s stash of gay sexual magazines. My friend kept saying that the pictures of men suck cocks and getting fucked in the ass were gross. I chose to look at the girly magazines. On the other hand my cock got rock hard, especially while looking at pictures of black men getting their cocks sucked by young while males. While my friend left the room for a minute, I stuffed a magazine in my pants. When I got home I masturbated three times that night, while studying every picture of black cocks in the mouths of young white teenagers, in the magazine. Every night I would pull the magazine out of my hiding place. I knew better than hide anything under the mattress or closet. I found the safest place to hide a magazine was in my collection of old comic books and ‘Hot Rod’ magazines. I would drag it out every night and masturbate for hours. That led me to look at all black men I saw differently. I started imagining what their cocks looked like without clothes on. I pictured myself sucking on long black cock. I started getting concerned that my friend’s father would notice the absence of the magazine. So the next time we were in the basement looking at the collection I waited until he left the room to get us a couple of cans of CocaCola, I put it back in the hiding place. I was not aware that my friend’s dad saw me through the basement window putting the magazine back in the Erzurum Escort hiding place. The next day his dad saw walking down the street. No one was at home at his house. He stepped out on the porch and invited me in. When I was in the house he offered me a Coke. While we were sitting at the kitchen table he asked me, “Did you enjoy the magazine I saw you putting back in my hiding place?” I almost had a heart attack on the spot. He said, “It’s Okay, I don’t mind that you borrowed it. Would you like to see more of them?” I got a funny feeling and got nervous with sexual excitement, just thinking about his offer. My response was, “YES!” We went straight to the basement with our drinks in hand. He led me with his hand on my shoulder. He pulled all of his magazines out of there hiding place, and boy was there a large collection that his son and I didn’t know about. He showed me other gay magazines, and asked me if they excited me. By that time my cock was pressing against my pants. Even if I didn’t say yes he could see the way my pants were tenting up. He asked, “Would you like to watch a movie with him?” Again, “Yes!” He put a video in a VCR and led me to the couch in front of the TV. I was so close our thighs were touching. The video was of an old black. He was totally naked and masturbating. I felt Mr. Smith’s hand fumbling with the fly of my pants. By the time he had my pants open and pulled my dick out of my underwear the video had progressed to a point where a white man was kneeling in front of the black man and was sucking on his cock. Mr. Smith was skillfully jacking me off by the time the white man got on his knees for the black man to fuck him in the ass. He asked, “Do you like them sucking cock or fucking better?” I could barely speak, because I was almost ready to cum. I managed to say, “Cock Sucking.” At that point he stood up in front of me and pulled down his pants. His fat cock was not all that long but it was stiff as a pole. His questions ended and he ordered me, “Take off your clothes and kneel in front of me.” How could I refuse, I did as I was told. He placed his hands on the back of my head and pulled my head forcefully against his crotch. “Suck my cock!” It was hard getting it into my mouth because it was so fat that it was almost larger that I could open my mouth. He began to moan, while he was grasping my head and started pulling my head back and forth. He was fucking my mouth. Suddenly he shot his load of cum into my mouth. “SWALLOW EVERY DROP!” (I can still remember the great taste of my first mouth full of cum.) He demanded, “Stand up and bend over!” He turned me around and squatted down. While he clung to my hips he began to lick my virgin asshole. Just the feeling of his tongue on my asshole was about to make me cum. He spun me around and went to his knees, as he took my stiff cock into his mouth. I shot my load in just a matter of seconds. After that we got dressed and I went home. He had given me a couple of more magazines, with the warning to never tell anyone where you got them. Erzurum Escort Bayan That night when I was in my room I had memories to add to the sight of pictures in the magazine of teenagers like me suck cock and getting fucked in the ass. By the time was finished jacking off my cock was swollen and painful to the touch. The next day I called Mr. Smith’s cell phone number. He asked me if I had enjoyed the magazines. I told him that it took hours for me to finish looking at them. He asked me if I would like to visit a friend of his. I jumped at the chance. I headed for his house after school and was picked up by him before I reached his block. We drove across town and before long we were in the black neighborhood of KC. He pulled his car into the driveway of an old house that was freshly painted. It was obvious that whoever lived there took pride in their home. When the man answered the door I was taken aback. It was the black man I had seen in that video. Mr. Smith introduced him as Artie. Both of them were not all that tall and they were both rather portly. Having seen him on video fucking a man I already knew that his cock was much longer and much smaller in diameter than Mr. Smith’s. As soon as the introductions were over Artie kissed me, and asked me if I really liked the video I had seen yesterday. I assured him that I did. His next question was, “Would you like to have sex with me too?” I was fascinated by the differences between him and Mr. Smith. I said, “I would like that.” Artie gave me a big toothy smile. “Why don’t we get you out of all these clothes? The two men had me stand there like a statue while they removed my clothes. When I was totally naked they admired my little dick and how tight my scrotum held my balls against my body. There was only the finest peach fuzz on my body. My little boner was stiff as it had ever been and pointed up at a 60 degree angle. Artie seemed be fascinated with the way it sprang back up when he pulled it down. I felt Mr. Smith’s hand resting on my butt before a finger worked its way into my asshole. Mr. Smith and Artie got undressed in front of me. Physically they were very much alike. They were about the same height and their waists were close to the same size. The difference was in their skin. Mr. Smith looked like what I had seen of my Dad. Artie was a dark skinned Negro. His butt and crotch was lighter colored where a bathing suit had protected his skin from the sun. The palms of his hands and bottoms of his feet were lighter too. He had very tight nappy hair that was very close to his head. When he lifted his arm I could see the tight little ringlet that looked just like the pubic hair above his cock. As dark as his skin was his nipples were a dark chocolate color. That long slender cock dangling between his thick legs was like a black rubber hose. As the foreskin slid back to expose the head of his cock I saw that it was wet and every bit as dark as his nipples. I had never seen a naked black man before. I was fascinated with everything about him. He smelled Escort Erzurum of very sweet cologne. I can still remember the way he smelled. The closer I got to his crotch the stronger his male body odor was. I could not resist grasping his cock and lifting it up so that I could taste it. I licked the knob and the shaft before putting it in my mouth. I was bobbing my head up and down until I got enough of his cock in my mouth that I almost choked. Artie placed a big hand on the back of my head and encouraged me to move my head up and down even more. I did that to him for awhile before Artie pulled my head towards him until my nose was pressed against his pubic hair and the cock was actually forced down my throat. I had to hold my breath because his cock was blocking the airway. I had to struggle to pull my head back enough to be able to breathe through my nose. He fucked my mouth until he ejaculate great gobs of cum in my mouth. There was so much that when I breathed some of his cum came dribbling out of my nose. Mr. Smith had been playing with my dick and asshole while I was sucking cock. He greased up my ass and slipped his fat cock into my ass. He fucked me slowly. He was in no hurry. He was planning on saving his cum for my mouth. By the time he was getting close to coming by the time Artie had another boner. Apparently watching his friend fucking my ass turned him on. He moved behind Mr. Smith and rubbed his cock against the man’s white thigh. Mr. Smith pulled his cock out of my ass and stepped back to allow Artie to step into place. It was a different feeling. Mr. Smith’s cock spread my sphincter so much that when he withdrew it my asshole gapped open. When Artie stuck his cock into the hole it went in much deeper. I had the same feeling as I did when getting an enema. My lower tummy felt like it was full. He fucked my ass with long full strokes. Mr. Smith came around and stood in front of me until I opened my eyes and saw that fat cock in front of my face. You might think that sucking that cock after it had been in my ass would have been repulsive to me. On the contrary my mouth was watering with anticipation of tasting my own ass on that cock. Here I was being fucked at both ends again and loving every minute of it. I was reaching between my legs yanking on my cock as fast as I could. Mr. Smith was so close to coming that he was the first to shoot his load into my mouth. There was so much that I could not swallow it fast enough. Cum was dribbling out of my mouth all over his scrotum. While I was trying to swallow his cum my own cock exploded. Cum was splashing against my right thigh and running down my leg. It was not long before my foot as slipping in the puddle of my own cum. When Artie yanked my ass backwards by my hips Mr. Smith’s cock came out of my mouth. When he pulled his cock out of my ass there was a flood of sticky white cum coming out of my ass in clumps. Artie used his big hands to rub his cum all over my ass. By the time I was allowed to get dress the cum had dried when Mr. Smith dropped me off at my house. It was late so I went straight to bed. I had a great time. Whatever I touch on my body made my hands smell like the two men and their cum. If you enjoyed the story and have a story you want me to write about your introduction to the world of male sexuality, please send your outline ail

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Subject: Mexico ‘Tweets’ (Diego Barros (4) These are fictional tales of connections with some of the hottest Mexicans I have ever met. All are online meet ups and chats with guys I found On ‘Twitter’. Some are pure fiction and some are based off true events. All these hot men are gay and ooze male sensuality. As some tales are only fiction. I would not assume they would ever hook up with me. But to those I had had the ‘pleasure’. Kisses Papi’s. I hope you enjoy it…. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Mexico ‘Tweets’ (Diego Barros (4) … There i sat now, eyes wide and mouth hanging open stupidly as I looked at the man on the screen. The sexiest Latin stud I have ever seen. The most smoldering and mouthwatering piece of male flesh my eyes have ever looked upon. Diego. “Holy. Fuck me!” I chirped “Look at that…” My eyes were lustfully affixed to the image before me. He had stood up after watching me blast out a load. And now Diego had reached down and freed his donkey dick. Pulling at the leg of his tiny shorts and hauling it out. The massive tube sticking out before him. Big hard and looking just plain mad. The flesh tight over how big and rigid he was. Veins bulging almost menacingly. Never ever had I seen anything so big in my life. It was at least 9 and a half inches if hugeness. A frightening tube of dick flesh that I knew would literally destroy my ass once he took it. You know, that thing that is supposed to happen between us in the near future. My eyes just stared at it, and my head conjured up images of a slaughtered me. Laying on my bed after a round of hard ass shredding fucking. Drooling and babbling like an idiot Erzurum Escort from the destruction he would cause. Speaking in tongue after his unholy assault on my guts. My asshole turned inside out. “Shit, fuck!” I said “That is the biggest…” “You like?” He then asked just before grabbing hold of his schlong “It likes you” “Can’t wait to give thus to you” He then just stroked at his cock some. Up and down that huge and long monster. The hand seems to take double the time it took me to pull along my own shaft. I was licking at my lips as Diego played with it. He talked softly and smoothly to tell me how he would slide his big dick into my ass. Telling me how nice my hole would feel on his dick. And the smoldering stud continued to talk like this until he reached his own orgasm. Grunting as he fucked his hand to explosion. Then he sat back down and pulled at the cock. Drawing out the remaining cum from his dick. Then he brought it to his lips and sucked on his fingers. “Yes. That was good man” he said “So when did you say you would come?” A I repeated the dates for the hot stud.he smiled and then said he would chat again soon. Then he signed off. I was left there horny as Hell. Wanting him to be here with me to give me that dick. But as he was not and all I had was this video chat and pics and videos, I would indeed have to wait for my ass wrecking. I mean I lived our online chats and the video chatting. But I wanted to get my hands om thia awesome studs body and massive dick. To be able to touch his flesh and taste his cock. For real, and not just from afar. And wait I did. Until the day I was landing there in his Mexican city. Sitting there in my Erzurum Escort Bayan seat on the plan as it taxied I to the gate. Waiting to disembark and get to the guy I was so damned hot for. “Take the shuttle to your hotel” I remember him saying. “Then text me and I will meet you there” I was glad he would do the driving or what have you as renting a car was very pricey. And as he told me where to get a place to stay I was only blocks from the beach. The Mexican Riviera lay outside my 6th floor window and balcony. I stepped out to the tiny balcony and looked out to the beach just a few blocks away. It was gorgeous. In the distance I could see whales moving through the water. I sighed as I looked out to it. I wanted to head to the beach. Now. But the stud was in his way as I had texted him. So I had to wait for fun in the sun. At least until he arrived. Diego was at my hotel within the hour. He called me saying he was coming up. Then he did plan on taking me to the beach. But he said he had a ‘special beach’ to hang out. And I felt myself getting excited. Knowing that he would be here any minute now. That I would be in the presence of a Latin God “Fuck. Getting hard” I huffed as I felt my dick start to bone up I reached down and grasped at my crotch. Feeling as it throbbed in my shorts. I was desperate to have this hot dude and that massive schlong of his. My thoughts on unhinging my jaw to swallow up his thick log. It was exciting me all the more. Then there was a knock at my door. I sighed and then took a deep breath. I could feel that my heart was thumping madly in my chest. Diego as here. Whew” I huffed deeply. Catching a breath Then Escort Erzurum I opened the door. And there he stood. He was in shorts and a sub fitting t-shirt. He looked at me and smiled. I let him into my hotel room. I stepped back to let him pass. And I caught a whiff of his cologne. Musky and manly. He was taller than. He appeared and meatier too. “Damn” I said aloud “Much hotter in person” “Thank you. You as well” he replied Yes. He did look hot for sure. His face unshaven with a stubbly almost dirty look. But I found that hot. He told me to grab some trunks and shorts and he was going to take me to the beach. That special beach he told me about. So we left the hotel, jumped into his jeep and drove off. We were on the road for a good half hour. Leaving the main city area and heading over a few hills to get to the beach he was talking about. It was actually off the main road and through a sort road that took us through some thick trees and jungle area. It was almost creepy. Then after another few minutes through the trees we passed through and to an area filled with other cars and trucks. All parked a ways form the beach area. We parked and grabbed our stuff and walked out to the beach. And that’s when I realized that this beach was gay and many guys were nude. “Shiit!” I huffed as I saw them Diego grabbed my hand and lead me down to the beach. I was a bit nervous as most od the guys were so damned hot there. Muscles and speedos or much less. So I was feeling a bit self conscious as I stepped out to the beach with them all. We took a spot and Diego quickly took off his shirt. His strong muscular chest was a sight to behold. His dark caramel colored skin looking awesome. I could feel my loins start to twitch again. And then reached down and pulled off his shorts. And below was a pair of speedos. And my eyes near popped out of my head “Fuck me” I huffed…. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ To be continued

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It was the early 90’s and I was dating a girl called Emily. She was a cute blonde (dyed). Not so tall and a little curvy with great tits and a pussy that was always ready. At that age you’re just ready to fuck all the time – and we did. Usually at her place as I was still living at home with my family and there was rarely any alone time there. Emily lived with her mum in a flat and that worked out great as her mum, Deborah, was often out, either with work or socialising. Now, when I started seeing a girl my dad would always ask me to check the mother out. Either wise advice – this is likely to be how the daughter will mature, or maybe he just fancied a bit of a perv himself. Who knows? Well, Deborah was something else. she’d had Emily in her teens so was still under 40. She was always immaculately turned out, perfect hair and make up and she always wore heels. I think this is where my fascination with the typical “office hottie’ started. She worked at a solicitors office in town and had that look absolutely spot on. She had long dark hair and was taller and slimmer than Emily. I fantasised about her many times and more than once her favourite black mules took a load. I would often try and sneak a look at her legs or down her top if she had something low cut on. I don’t think Emily ever noticed but Deborah gave me a knowing smile once or twice. I think she liked it.

So, one Saturday night Emily and me and a group of friends had been out in town having a few drinks. We were having a great time, as you would, and then part way through the evening Emily starts to slyly squeeze my cock under the table. “Let’s go and have some fun on the way home. I need to get fucked so bad and I don’t know if mum will be in when we get home”. I didn’t need to be asked twice and was soon slipping my coat on and making excuses. We left the pub giggling and decided to cut across the local golf course on the way home. It was usually deserted apart from the odd dog walker and was a handy fuck spot if we knew that we wouldn’t be alone later. That evening I was feeling particularly adventurous and when we got to one of the greens I told Emily to take all of her clothes off and lie down and start masturbating Erzincan Escort for me. She looked coy and unsure. “It’ll be hot” I said “and I’ll do the same”. She looked at me as if making up her mind and then slid her skirt and panties off. As she made to lie down I stopped her and said “everything, I want you completely naked”. She kind of knowingly rolled her eyes and pulled her top over her head. I unclipped her bra and she sat down to unlace her DM’s.(it was the 90’s). I got to work on my own clothes while she laid back on the green and started to run her hands over her tits and down to her pussy. I couldn’t take my eyes of her as I pulled my clothes off. I should describe myself – I’m just over 6ft tall and at the time I was slim and had long dark brown hair. My thick 7.5 inch uncut cock sprang to attention as I removed my underwear. Both my dick and I stood proud on 8th green, completely naked taking in the erotic sight of this wanking girl on the ground. She looked up, biting one finger in her mouth whilst stuffing others in to her eager twat. I knelt down and placed her ankles over my shoulders while I guided my hard cock inside her. She was so wet that I entered easily and I was soon hammering away with all the enthusiasm and lack of technique I could muster. She whimpered with every stroke, pushing herself onto me as best she could. Soon I had lifted her arse clear off the ground as I bear hugged her legs a pumped her full of cum. We lay there gasping for breath, recovering for a while before awkwardly getting dressed and heading back to Emily’s.

There was no sign of Deborah when we got in. Just a note that said she’d be out and may not get back until the morning. “Typical! We could have been fucking in bed and I wouldn’t be picking grass out of my knickers” Emily said. “Come on – it was a fucking turn on and you looked so hot playing with yourself”. “Oh yeah’ she said, eyeing me suggestively. She backed her way over to the sofa, hitched up her skirt and whipped her panties off as she sat down and spread her legs. “I’m charge now though, get over herald get to work”. Her fingers toying with her clit. Well, I didn’t need telling twice and I was soon standing in front Erzincan Escort Bayan of her frantically trying to undo my trousers. “No, no, no, on your knees!” she ordered. I love licking pussy so I did as I was told. “Good boy” she said as she held my head and directed my tongue to where she wanted it. I used my fingers and then my thumb on her as I sucked and nibbled on her clit, bathing my face in her until I could sense her breathing quicken, she tensed, and then started to buck and writhe, pulling my face into her as her orgasm took her. . After a short time she got up, went to the loo and she headed for bed leaving my in the lounge with a bursting erection. I tried to complain but she said she was tired and wanted me keen and eager to please in the morning. I can’t say I was happy about that but what can you do. There was always the morning to look forward to.

As we woke in the morning I was understandably “keen”. I spooned Emily, One hand on her tits and the other making it’s way south. “Somebody’s excited this morning” she whispered. “I think I’ve been hard all night”. She parted her legs just enough and I began gently fingering her. Just then the door opened and in came Deborah, hair up, black neglige – she obviously takes dressing for bed as seriously as dressing for any other occasion. “Oh, didn’t realise you were here” she said. Not in a cross way, more curious. “Err yeah it got kind of late and I didn’t fancy the walk”. It wasn’t as if I wasn’t allowed to stay over but this conversation felt awkward as I still had a finger inside Emily and my erection squashed up against her back. “OK. I’m making tea. I’ll bring you both a cup” and she left. “Shit” I spat as I turned on to my back and we both sat up trying to make ourselves look presentable.

Soon Deborah returned with the tea a placed a cup on the table next to Emily and the she walked around the bed to my side. Fuck she looks hot I thought. Long tanned legs on display. I was going to save this image up for later. She placed my cup and then said “budge up” and she sat on the side of the bed. Her and Emily started talking about something I wasn’t really paying attention. I was acutely aware Escort Erzincan of how close I was to this very sexy older woman. And she was only partly dressed! Every time she moved the sound of the material just made the situation sexier. I was aware that the chatter had stopped “earth to Barry” said Deborah. “hmmm”. “You’re miles away” she continued as she laughed and made to pat me on the leg. Except it wasn’t my leg she’d landed on. My cock was ramrod hard and it had given me away. I think she knew immediately but she didn’t recoil in embarrassment. She just left her hand resting there while she took a moment. Her lips parted and very so subtly she ran her tongue over her top lip. I looked at her imploringly – I knew I was hard, she knew I was hard. Wouldn’t she just move her hand and then I could wank about this situation for weeks to come. “So, you’re going to take Emily shopping later? Yes?”, “err yeah, anything you say”. “Good boy” Deborah replied, much as Emily had last night while she pulled my tongue inside her. Deborah gently patted the bedclothes around my dick until the outline was obvious and a little tent had started to form. By now Emily had noticed and was looking on inquisitively. I was aware that my breathing had quicken, my mouth had gone dry. Deborah slowly pushed the covers down. “Mrs Whitehouse! Don’t….” She just looked at me and raised her eyebrows, daring me to stop her. Emily grabbed my hand. The covers continued to descend until I was fully exposed. Erect ad standing proud. All eyes on my twitching cock. Emily took my hand and guided it back between her legs.

“Aren’t you a big boy?” she looked at me. She wanted an answer. “Yes, Mrs Whitehouse”. “Yes, Mrs Whitehouse” she echoed. Then she very slowly and deliberately grasped my shaft and started to pump. All of that pent up cum from last night and the sexiness of this situation. My fingers once again in Emily’s pussy while her mum and long term wank fantasy jerked my cock. “Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck” one last tug and “nnnnngggrhhhhh” the torrent unleashed. The first rope hit me on the side of the face, the second did the same, plastering cum from my hair and in to my mouth. The subsequent 7 or so spurts decorated my chest with a huge spiders web of spunk. Deborah disdainfully dropped my cock with a “plop’ right into the huge cum puddle and got up left and I fingered Emily to orgasm.

We never spoke of it again

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I realized what he was looking at, two high school girls who looked to be sophomore’s in volleyball uniforms, one was a 5’ 4” dirty blonde and tan while the other was an inch taller, pale skin and light blonde. They were wearing long white sleeve athletic shirts and black spandex shorts that barley covered their asses. They had B sized breasts and their hair was done up into messy buns, they were probably just hanging out after a game, but they were a sight to see while I was getting my dinner. After a couple aisles the light blonde reached down to adjust her shorts, and then suddenly they both turned and looked right at me.

Even though I hadn’t really done anything wrong I immediately felt out of place and proceed to go to the other side of the walk-way looking straight ahead. I noticed out of the side of my eye they went down the aisle next to them. “that was weird” I thought but I didn’t want to think too much about it, I just wanted to grab my sub and head home.

After I got my sandwich I headed to the self-checkout and again saw those girls out of the corned of my eye. “Someone over here has a crush” I heard and glanced over as I passed. The dirty blonde was cover mouth with her fist while tugging the bottom of her shirt down while the other had her hands on her hips and smiling. “well they probably wouldn’t be shouting if they thought I was some creep” I thought but I wasn’t sure if having teenagers hit on me was all much better. Once I finished checking out I heard the voice behind me “Okay we’re checking out now”, I looked over my shoulder to see the two of them with a couple of candy bars with their backs turned to me showing off their butts while looking over their shoulders and smiling. “Oh, what’s the harm in humoring them?” I thought.

“Is that all you guys need to re-fuel you need after game?” I asked them.

“weeell it’ll have to do for now” the light blonde said as both chuckled and shifted their nice toned and shapely legs. “Our parents won’t let us work during the semester, so we can’t splurge on much” she said with a pouty face. “Oh really?” I replied “mind if I cover your bill then?”. They seemed nice and were giving me a good show, so why not reward them?

“We’d really appreciate that mister” the light blonde said with a mischievous smile and her chest poked out. “Thank you” said the dirty blonde shyly and still a little hunched over. Both looked sexy in their own little ways, but I’d had my fun and was ready to head home.

“My pleasure” I said while I paid, “y’all have a good night”. They giggled and replied “you too!” and walked out behind me. I noticed the girls were still walking kind-of near me as I headed to my car which was parked towards the back of the lot. Once I unlocked it I heard them shuffle over to me and looked to see them with big grins on their faces.

“Hey mister wait!” said the light blonde. “What’s up?” I replied. “What’s you’re name?” she said. “Uhh my name is Mike” I said back. “Oh nice, well my name is Tiffany, and my friend here is Britney” she said. “You were really nice to us so we just wanted to… well…”, “thank you properly” said Britney, “yeah properly” said Tiffany agreeing with her friend.

I looked back at them confused and just asked “umm… what do you mean?”, “Weelll…” Tiffany said as she walked to the other side of me, “we just feel like we should treat you the way you treated us” she turned around stuck her ass right at me with her shorts riding up on her. “Aw shit” I thought “oh sorry girls I think there’s a miss understa-”. “Really?” asked Erzincan Escort Brittany cutting me off, I looked over to see her lifting her shirt up to expose her belly and swaying her hips side to side showing off her slightly muscular legs. “You seemed pretty interested in us earlier didn’t you?” she says while making an innocent pouty face.

“That was just a little fun, I’m actually too old for you guys” I said a little panicked. “Well we’d like to keep having fun” said Tiffany as she turned around and grabbed my right arm. “Yeah we don’t mind hanging with someone a little older” said Brittany putting my left arm around her hips as she came up tight against me. “I didn’t come here to break any laws” I said nervously. “We just want to spend a little time with you, what’s wrong with that?” Britany said as she rubbed her breast against me and biting her lip while she looked up mere inches from my face.

At that, I dropped my keys between them. “Let me get that” said Tiffany teasingly. She proceeded to step around with her legs slightly parted and place her ass right on my crouch. Keeping her legs and back straight she then bent over to pick them up, I couldn’t help but moan slightly as she pressed me up against my car while she grabbed my keys. After she grabbed them, she didn’t move her body at all, she stayed bent over and dangled they keys next to her head saying ”See? We’re good girls aren’t we?” while she started gyrating her ass on my crouch. She could definitely feel my dick getting rock hard during this, and I had lost all the will power I once had.

“How about we go some place more private” said Britney, “Our parents are home so do you have any place in mind?”. “Uuh yeah…” I could barely speak at this point, “my place is just a couple minutes from here”. “Perfect!” exclaimed Tiffaney as she finally stood up, she put my keys in my hand and ran her finger under my chin, “we’ll follow you there”. Britney gave me a kiss on the cheek and said “see you in a minute” before she winked and turned around. The two girls were giggling as they walked to there car, hips swaying and leaving me in a trance as I stared at their asses as they got in their car.

Once they were in I quickly got in mine and started the engine. “This is crazy!” I thought, “I can’t possibly be alone with these sluts, it’s only going to end with me doing something I’ll regret forever!”. As I drove to my place with the girls following closely behind me, I was preparing to tell them off as soon as we got out. Things have gotten way out of hand, and I need to stop this before its too late. I live in a small complex and parked right in front of my door, I hopped out and saw them park in spot behind. Just as I was getting ready to tell them off, they came out with clearly a very different idea in mind.

They came out and faced me with huge smirks on their faces as they undid their buns and letting their hair fall to their shoulders. During the drive they had pulled their shorts up as tight as they could and dropped the waistline to just above hips, their slightly muscular legs were on full display and led my vision right to a very visible camel toe of their sweet little cunts. Instead of words coming out my of my mouth my jaw just dropped at the sight of how sexy these little sluts were. Then the pair took it another step forward and grabbed the bottoms of their shirts and pulled them up while swaying their hips just like a stripper would. Underneath they had on white sport bras as the only thing left for coverage, sporting some nice cleavage Erzincan Escort Bayan as the twirled their shirts around while continuing to smirk at me. They turned back and leaned over to toss their shirts into the car, sticking their asses right at me which now had their cheeks spilling out the sides.

My dick was sticking straight through my shorts now, and my will to stop things was all but gone. I went from “I can’t let this happen” to “I can’t pass this up!”. The pair walked up to me and asked seductively “So where do we go?”. I pointed behind me and said “right here”. “We’ll we should probably hurry before someone sees us” said Tiffany. “Yeah that’d be good” I said as I turned. As I started walking one of the two smacked my ass and both started giggling, oh god I couldn’t get through that door fast enough!

Once we were into my place I turned to face the two and was pushed into a chair by Britney, “Get him girl!” Tiffany said. Britney quickly straddled on top of me and ran her hands through her hair as she pushed her cleavage up in front of my face. I ran my hands along her thighs and sides as she grinded into my cock and wrapped her hands around my head while Tiffany whistled at the scene. After staring at her perky little breasts I was able to look up into her beautiful blue eyes, as intoxicating her body was, her face had a perfect blend between innocent and sexy.

I grabbed the back of her head and brought our lips together, she continued to grind on me as we made out. Our tongues were swirling around each other and moving between the two mouths, both of us moaning at the euphoria of it all. She pulled back briefly to yank my shirt off and marvel my lean and muscular body before coming back in for me, this time with her hands caressing my chest while played with her ass. After a few minutes she sat upright and proceeded to pull her top off and finally expose her succulent tits with small pink nipples that were extremely hard. I immediately put them in my mouth, causing her to gasp and moan as I alternated sucking, nibbling, and swirling my tongue around her perfect breasts.

While I continued to suck Britney’s titty I turned my head to look past her and saw what Tiffany was up too. She was sitting on the couch watching us and biting her lip, one hand grabbing her tits while the other was down her shorts touching her pussy at a fast pace. Imaging what her pussy must look like I started tugging at Britney’s shorts to them down, to which she stood up, turned around, and stuck her ass straight at my face as she bent over to remove her last parcel of clothing. I had an complete up close view of her big tight ass which she smacked before turning around and showing her pussy which was cleanly shaven.

“Okay now it’s your turn” she said with a big smile. She grabbed my shorts and ripped them off, my 6 in cock sprang out, which she stared and licked her lips at. She kneeled down grabbing my shaft and ran her tongue from the bottom of my balls to the tip of my cock causing me to shudder with pleasure. She worked her tongue up and down while caressing my balls before finally engulfing myself into her mouth. She proceeded to give me one of the best blow jobs I’d ever had. I knew that if this went on for too long I’d come to quick so I finally pulled her head back telling her “get back up here”.

She smiled at me and proceeded to climb back onto my lap, grabbed my cock and placed the tip right into the slit of her pussy. She slowly slid down gasping and moaning until it was finally all Escort Erzincan the way in, it had to have been the tightest pussy I’d ever fucked and felt amazing. She bounced up down while correspond driving my hips with her, after a few minutes she started to scream and squirm uncontrollably while I was about to cum. “Shit you’ve got to move, I’m gonna cum” I said, sounding like she could barely breath “go ahead I’m on the pill” Britney responded. A few seconds later I grunted and shot my load right into her pussy while she had an complete orgasm. She slid off my lap and laid on her back on the floor and stared up at the ceiling in awe. Gasping I stood up and walked over to where Tiffany was, her once pale cheeks now flushed and her shorts with a noticeable wet spot at her crotch. “You’re not tired yet are you?” She asked with a teasing grin, “I could go another round” I said back, “we’ll see about that” she replied as she slid onto her knees and took my dick into her mouth, after a couple of minutes I was fully erect again.

“Ah good girl” I said as I pulled her back up and started to kiss her neck before moving to her lips, “let’s get these off” I said as I pulled her top over her head, her nipples were hard as diamonds while here tits soft and luscious. I spun her around to grab both her tits and pull her body into mine. She moaned shifting her ass side to side while I massaged her breasts and nibbled her ears.

I bent her forward and she stretched her hands on the couch ,“Last but not least” I said as I grabbed her shorts and pulled them down. Her juicy toned ass that she had been using as a tool against me all evening was finally on full display, “well what do you think” she said knowingly looking over her shoulder, “you’ve teased me with this all night” I said as I clasped both my hands on her, “it’s time I got to play with it”. I spread her beautiful orbs apart revealing her little pink hole and brought my lips to it. “Ooooh god!” She exclaimed as I kissed and ran my tongue on her, “this must be her first time being eaten out like this” I thought, she couldn’t stop moaning and gasping. I used one of my hands to start fingering her while eating her, and this drove her absolutely wild as she started gasping heavily.

“If you loved that then you’re going to love this!” I said as I slid her legs apart, “ahhhh are you going to-” “yes I am” I cut her off as I placed my dick right between her cheeks and slowly started to push in. “Ahhhh…” she groaned as she arched her head and back as far as she could, “how’s it feel slut?” I asked, “it.. it hurts… but it feels… so good” she said between big breaths. Her juices were down our legs as I pumped back and forth, both of us in ecstasy of pleasure and nearing our finishes. “I’m gonna cum soon” I grunted, “please… please do it in me”, “alright… have it your way” I finished saying and a few pumps later my second load shot straight into her ass as she squirmed and withered in orgasm.

She collapsed onto the coach while I just fell back onto the floor, both of us breathing heavily at what we had done. “Wow that was quite the show” said Britney holding her phone and looking at us “the team is going to love this!”. “Team…?” I asked as I looked over at her, “Yeah, I took a video

and sent it to our volleyball team” she replied. “YOU WHAT!?!” I exclaimed. “Haha yeah of course, they don’t like the boys at school either” she said, “No…” I stammered back, “No there can’t be a record of this… and I certainly can’t do this with others”. “they love what they’ve seen and I already gave them your number” and winked at me, and just then my phone started dinging with notifications, “Oh poor you…” said Tiffany just catching her breath “… you have fuck a whole team of hot and horny girls” and winked at me as well.

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Subject: Forever Vacation (part 2) gay/interracial, authoritarian, sf-fantasy **** MEN OF GHAJANGA **** Meanwhile… Not all African nations had implemented a W.H.I.T.E. program at the same time. Ghajanga hadn’t been an overwhelmed destination at first, but eventually saw a need to integrate whitemen, too. Luckily I had gotten into paradise the moment I had turned 18, long since used to my Tri, where my cock and balls had once been. Above it sat the letter D. I couldn’t legally tell you what it had once stood for but now my name was Dickbrain. My ear tag was yellow. A holo-collar ringed my neck, but it was on speech mode. I was never silenced in the house. There was so much chatter going on, I needed permanent permission to respond. My current task was to vacuum the floor of the common room, which should have been easy in the beautiful Ghajangan sun falling through the open window, the noise of Zantombo — the city outside — fighting against the nearby ocean’s rumble. Paradise, right? But the men who’d been assigned as my integration friend group, much as I loved them, kept porn running on the common room projector. A gorgeous white chick was getting railed a two gorgeous black hunks and as much as I tried to look elsewhere, I was already at level 3, `Sex Crazed’, my urges listed as `public masturbation, pussy craving, sexual harassment (female victim)’. Even worse, I kept imagining myself as the black dudes railing the chick, so my attitude was level 2 — `Chauvinist’ – for denying my inferiority. Fuck. It wasn’t even lunch and I was already on my second Auto-Admonishment. Loud voices came from below and I turned off the vacuum, going on my knees. Eight African god entered, clad in gym thongs with a black and white stripe pattern. They were drenched in sweat from intense exercise. Semi-hardons tented the clothing enough to reveal most dick roots. The men of the Zantombo Zebras sports team continued to chat as they stepped out of their clothing and tossed the flimsy fabric at me. I collected the thongs, waiting for Master Jamal to acknowledge me. “Dickbrain, done with chores?” Master Jamal was tall, massive, bald and of the deepest black. My owner. He was nearly 40 and too buff to be an athlete, acting as the Zantombo Zebras’ coach. His golden septum ring matched the studs in his ear lobes and nipples. Looking at his dick — thick enough to have been a struggle when we first met — and the pearls of sweat running down the shaft, I got a Reminder. I was maximally aroused, but an `Anal Whore’ instead of `Rapey’ — the saving grace of a bisexual slave. “Sir, yes, sir, Master Jamal. Your little monkey is ready to service your perfect body.” While the other, more athletic hunks spread across the room, filling it with the smell of fresh sweat, Master Jamal shoved his cock into my mouth, just to let me lick the sweat of his shaft and smooth balls. He grabbed the back of my head and pissed. “Ajiad,” Master Jamal said to a man of deep brown with three long cornrows tails. “Yeah coach?” “Grab your slave. Teasing only. I need you guys eager for practice.” “Sure, coach.” My owner drained the last few drops into my mouth, then kicked me over to the sofa where Master Karim waited with thick legs far apart. There were two primary kinds of lightkiters. Karim was the `rapid’ kind, requiring strength above all. His body was loaded with muscles at the limit of his athletic optimum. He was short and broad, medium black with a shaved head. A symmetrical white-ink neck tattoo gave his stature an even more jockish appearance. I dove between his legs, licking sweat off his huge thighs, which he flexed for me. As I licked around his abs, he leaned back, giving me a view of the projection screen. Fuck, I wanted to ram my cock into a pussy with all my might. Arousal did not rise during sex, but it could flip. A Reminder told me I had just switched from max level gay to max level straight arousal — `Rapey’, which took precedent. Fuck. No point trying to go back. I was already marked. I decided to enjoy it, eyes on the chick getting railed by three black cocks while Master Karim’s rod split my lips. Soon my eyes watered too much to see anything. But I stayed `Rapey’ and my constant wish to replace the superior men in the porn had me trending up from `Bigot’. Only the fact I was sucking superior cock right now was keeping me safe. Master Ajiad came back with Slutboy in tow. The new whiteman was only just come to Ghajanga and been lucky enough to get assigned here. Since many western names started with S, there were a lot of `Slutboys’ round. At least he wasn’t yet another `Sucker’. The room started clearing out as everybody trudged toward the showers. “You’re pretty fucking racist already, Dickbrain,” Master Ajiad said as he kicked me in the ass walking by. “This monkey is sorry for its stupidity, sir,” I mumbled into Master Karim’s rod. “Wishing you could be an African sexgod like me?” Yes I did. Which made me trend up. Fuck. “N-no, sir, Master Ajiad. I love being a suck slave for real men. I live to serve black heroes like you and Master Karim.” I wasn’t really lying, but I was torn between submitting and rebelling and of course the S-display would show `urge: white supremacy’ now. I couldn’t help but want to be one of them. I’d learn proper whitemanship eventually, I was sure, but I wasn’t there yet. “You wish you could make *me* suck *your* cock, huh?” the athlete facefucking me asked. “No,” I said into his balls as I sucked them. But the seed had been planted once again. In my arousal I did find the idea hot as fuck. A Reminder ripped through me. I was marked as a `Rapey Racist’, not only craving pussy but also thinking of myself as superior. “That’ll do, D,” Master Karim said. I licked up his crack and taint, my eyes fixated on the projected, cumdripping pussy. Trending down wouldn’t help anymore anyway. He leisurely kicked me away. “You’ll get the rest later.” “It was a pleasure as always, sir. May this Dickbrain join his friends in the shower, sir?” “Yeah, I’ll be right there, too.” I stayed on all fours and accepted a little Reprimand Master Ajiad had donated me walking past, shocks zapping my in the hidden dick, balls and ass, making me quiver. Then I accepted my next Auto-Admonishment. Getting pain-fucked by a spike of torture for ten seconds, racing from my Tri into everywhere else, reset my arousal and attitude indicators to `Randy Inferior’. It was up to me to keep it that way and, frankly, I was prone to lapses in whitemanship. I currently stood at 8-R. Each failure, being Rapey and being Racist, were rewarded with another R, so I got two more. My 10-R exchanged for their `prize’ and my `2377 days of service left’ ticked up to 2378. At least I was only one more O away from 10, too. Just as I dropped the team’s sweaty gym clothes into the washbin, I got a Reminder vibrating into me. Master Jamal was getting impatient. Erzincan Escort I hurried to the showers, a black tiled room with moody neon light rows. Eight athletes were rubbing off the final patches of shampoo, their varying browns and blacks gleaming pink and azure. Among them, standing out like a slice of toast among artisanal cakes, kneeled Slutboy. Master Ajiad had gripped the boy’s hair, sensually face fucking him. The slave’s back read `Sex Crazed Bigot’, both trending up, then `urges: disrespecting owner, disrespecting integration service, harassment’. Slutboy didn’t like oral much, but at least he had learned to obey his owner enough to satisfy him. The young whiteman had the advantage of a new W.H.I.T.E. program initiative. Some whitemen didn’t exactly thrive in large, loose friend groups, so newbies had the option for a more intimate master-white. Slutboy wasn’t `Feral’ like me, but `Secured’, assigned to Master Ajiad personally. Meanwhile, Master Jamal was just a supervisor of a sort while the entire Zantombo Zebra club house shared me equally. Just as I entered the showers, somebody switched the place to steam mode. Heat and mist rushed from the shower heads. The entire back wall turned into a projection, where a black and a white chick went at it. Master Jamal gave me an Admonishment for being late — his right as owner – which I accepted right away. I clutched my Tri, legs pressed together and whimpered at the reams of pain running from crotch to neck and radiating into my limbs. I felt my vocal dampeners clamp down on my neck whenever I made a noticeable sound as if I got choked by an invisible hand. My S-display showed `white supremacy’ as an urge, after most punishments. I had to make sure the program knew that *I knew* I was an obedient subordinate to my betters. Luckily, words spoke louder than thoughts, and actions louder yet. “Slave Dickbrain reporting for use, sirs.” I ended up between the ashy black legs of Mudassir. An `endurance type’ kiter, the tall Mudassir had long, firm legs, able to do minor course corrections on his board for the nearly hour-long challenge tracks on calm water. His sharp face was crowned by a pineapple top of dreadlocks. His hand were big enough to envelop my head. His facefuck was merciless. I was probably trending down in attitude. Someone pulled up my hips and fucked me. Not sure who, but I had some guesses. Slutboy was getting fucked, too, but as far as I could tell he enjoyed that a lot more than oral. I fingered my nipples as pleasure settled into me. I was save during sex and even I had trended up it would be toward `Anal Whore’. And I *was* an anal whore. My average between orgasms was six days and I was on day seven. I really needed that last O somehow. Mudassir pulled out. “Gotta stop here.” “Thank you, sir,” I said. I remained in bent position even as my ass got vacated, in case another man wanted to use me. My view was clear to the projector wall. A whiteman was on screen, naked but only visible form the navel up. He had a bored-looking, pretty girl on either side of him. Straight porn featuring whitemen was illegal in countries participating in the program, so I knew this was a trap. Some of the hunks loved doing that. I stared, despite knowing it was a mistake, and so did Slutboy. We slaves were just that stupid. With the tap of a wand by the chicks, the whitemen on screen transformed through the magic of flawless GCI. As his skin darkened and his features tuned African, the camera pulled back and his crotch sprouted a vein-ripped, rock hard eight incher. The moment the transformation was complete, the black actor got to ravaging the exhilarated girls. I practically *snapped* to `Racist’ from thinking of myself as the guy in the scenario instead of the inferior, worthless bitch I was. The sight of the beautiful hunk having his way with two pussies at once sent me toward maximum arousal with no chance at my precious `Anal Whore’ option saving me. Someone gripped my hair from behind. “How’s that?” he said. “M-master Jamal. Thank you for this lesson, sir. A slave as stupid as this one has a lot to learn, sir. I’m so glad I have you to keep teaching me, owner.” “Good,” Master Jamal said. “Boys, go dry off. I’m just gonna finish up in here.” Slutboy left with the others, their erections barely subsided. Nobody had cummed. They needed to stay riled up for practice. As the coach, Master Jamal could cream into a hole just fine and so he did. Not everybody had a load big enough for me to feel it, but my owner always did. He sent me a Reprimand as he pulled out. The shocks in my Tri made me feel how much I needed to piss by now. “Thank you, Master. Your little Dickbrain is thrilled to get loaded with your superior juice.” I went on all fours the moment he left me and accepted my punishment. After three Auto-Admonishments, the final step of the system was `Castigation’. Pain flowed into me, rising and falling like I was enveloping an erratic lightning-jackhammer. Ten seconds of confusing waves. Castigations were Admonishments on steroids, coming and going randomly, rolling through my soul as much as my body. Drool dripped off my lips as I screamed silently. In my spasms, I shot my master’s cum from my hole. Dizzy and weak on my knees, I cleaned up and waddled after my friends. Toward the beach. The moment I stepped outside, my general permission to speak was revoked. I got a Reminder about it. Making my way through the narrow, colorful, sunflooded streets of Zantombo, I couldn’t help but smile. It was all I had dreamed of when coming here — a permanent vacation. My work was not exactly demanding by comparison, plus I had a whole `frathouse’ as buddies, even if they liked hazing a bit too much. Maybe if I hadn’t been bi, I’d have thought worse, but straight guys like Slutboy stuck around, too. The beach wasn’t too crowded, beautiful Ghajangans lounging, African tourists roaming around, a few whitemen running delivery or hanging with their masters. The `Zebras’ were in fresh black-and-white thongs, readying their boards, each a design piece speaking to the athlete. The endurance lightkiters were already on the water, testing the wind as they drifted farther out. They’d join the stream of amateur kiters at the horizon. The shorter, stronger men were rapid lightkiters, talking animatedly about tricks they’d perform, teeth sparkling between thick lips as they joked. Fuck, I was up to `Sex Crazed’ again. I had to look elsewhere and take deep breaths, hoping to get back to `Horny’. Girls playing volleyball? Too sexy to look at. A family having a picnic? Creepy to be looking at. A douche station by the beach showers where two monkeys got their guts cleaned? Safe to look at, but no point going over. Until recently, douche terminals had been a good place for a quick chat with fellow slaves who had chosen to suck African cock in exchange for a life Erzincan Escort Bayan in paradise. But fraternizing with other whitemen wasn’t the path to integration, so a rule change was being rolled out, spearheaded by Ghajanga. Looking at the row of stores along the shore, a youthfully firm backside of European white stood out. It was Slutboy standing around, stealing glances at the volleyball girls. He wore a puppy tail his owner had gotten him — Zebra patterned. The upward turned tail wiggled as he shifted from one leg to the other. The plug set firm but its base required the user to stand in a subtle squat, his ass pushed out a tiny bit. I threw my arm around the slave’s shoulder from behind and groped his Tri with a nod. He gave my crotch a hard grip. I could speak. “Trying to collect Rs now, Slutty?” “No, sir… Fuck, I keep calling whitemen `sir’.” Slutboy’s attitude trended up from `Inferior’ slightly, but didn’t tick over. The system could tell it had been a mistake and he still knew he was just a hole for real men. “You have to find some other `honorific’ to call slaves by,” I explained. “Or just their name if you know them.” His face scrunched up in thought. “Thanks, Dickbrain.” Master Yusuf stepped up next to us and we let go off each other’s Tris. Half a head shorter than me, the musclebound Yusuf sported a mohawk and large golden earrings. Since the rapid kiter had to sit out practice today — a minor injury — he also wore his golden nipple rings. A white tank top ended just above those nipples, draped over the big pecs. He also wore a Zantombo Zebra jockstrap and sandals. “Mind if I take you monkeys with me?” Our Tris flashed with the wish to speak and Yusuf gave each of our crotches a slap with the back of his hand. I spoke. “It would be a pleasure for this slave to be accompany you, sir.” I was set from `Feral’ to `In Use’. Slutboy bowed. “Sir, I didn’t get to thank you for fucking me so beautifully in the showers, sir. Your dick game has only gotten better, sir.” Master Yusuf lead the way into a beach café. Bright wood, blue paint peeling off, the smell of coffee, seashell décor, holographic fish swimming near the ceiling. As I got registered with the locale’s network, my S-display expanded. `2378 days of service left, 0-R, 9-O, last orgasm 8 days ago, recent sexual partners: male, recent violations: neglect of duty’ appeared underneath the `Horny Inferior, urges: sexual harassment, public urination, white supremacy (speaking out of turn)’. Everyone got to see that `Whitemen to Sex God Transformation’ was my favorite piece of media — or rather the one I had most strongly reacted to as measured by the system. Slutboy (favorite media: `White Girls on BBC island’) lubed his fingers and drove three into my hole, fingerbanging me until the system was satisfied with the demonstration of my cleanliness. He had to dig deep. I did squats on an xxl dildo every morning — just like him — but I was no longer loose enough to swallow his wrist. I didn’t have to return the favor since he wore the puppy tail which made sure he wouldn’t sit down anyway. I just disinfected my hands like Master Yusuf. I took stock. A few mixed gender teen groups played holo-poker on their round tables, the boys wearing speedos or thongs, the girls skirts or bikini bottoms. Some of either gender wore crop tanks with holo-designs. A few men worked on projection tablets, writing their novels or some such, mostly clad in mini shorts or brightly colored jockstraps which had exploded in popularity. There was one small table of guys not native to Ghajanga — a whole four bald whitemen, sitting with knees in each other’s crotches, eating spoonfuls of ice cream. Master Yusuf took us to the bar where he sat backwards, wide legged on a stool, leaning on the counter behind him. We knelt down. He shook off his sandals and we massaged his feet. We whitemen got bowls of chow and dug our faced in, while Master Yusuf has a cup of coffee. I could have ordered something else, but that required you to sit at a table, so I’d have had to request permission from Master Yusuf and I wanted to save myself the hassle. And after years of slave chow I didn’t have much of a refined palate anyway. A Ghajangan woman sat down next to my current sir, wearing a tiny, white thong, her ears sparkling with silver jewelry, rubies in her hair. “You’re an athlete right? I recognize you.” Master Yusuf gave us light kicks to the face. “Monkeys? Let me have a chat with the lady. Go sit with the other slaves.” Then he turned to the woman. We bowed and retreated. I was happy for him, but Slutboy had a lot more left to learn, wanting to compete with his superior for the chick if I interpreted his urges right. We walked over to the table of slaves, our Tris pulsing with light. They waved us to join. I got a seat, puppy-tailed Slutboy had to stand. I put my hand into two crotches, feeling the skin-like texture and heat of slave groins. One of them, pushed his thigh into my crotch. Only Slutboy had to stay silent. “Hi, slaves, I’m Dickbrain. The newbie is Slutboy. My owner doesn’t come here often but I think I’d have seen you before.” “Yeah, we had a somewhat spontaneous meeting, hehe,” a guy with a close shaved head said (Sex Crazed Bigot, public urination and verbal harassment urges). He patted an older slave on the shoulder. “It’s Cockwarmer’s first day of freedom. He’s been in the program from its very first day.” “Wow, a while ago.” Cockwarmer (Horny Inferior, public masturbation and cock sucking urge) shrugged shyly. “I didn’t think I’d ever finish. It just kind of happened by serving our true superiors with the devotion they deserve. I’ll volunteer for another round when my reapplication’s processed to fulfill my destiny.” Slutboy’s chest switched to `Rapey Chauvinist’. He was glancing at Master Yusuf, whose hand had moved onto the chick’s thigh. “Not looking to get the Tri off?” I asked Cockwarmer. “Wouldn’t feel right anymore, huh?” “Correct,” Cockwarmer said. “I’m nothing but a hole for African gods. And so are you, slave.” “Man,” I said with a sigh. “No wonder you finished integration. They’ll make you a poster-whiteboy.” The slave who’d spoken first slapped my chest. “I’m Sucker, by the way.” He looked at Slutboys crotch. “Fellow `S’, huh?” I looked at the other two guys, sitting to my left and right. Bald, beefy, with strong European noses that had no hint of African features. “And you two uglies?” I shifted my hands to look at their flat groins. “C and O?” “I’m Asshole,” one of them said. “He’s Assfuck. Sometimes the other way around. We’re brothers with the same owner and there’s no reason he’d need to keep us apart. We serve our superiors to integrate.” “Gay?” I asked. Asshole started, “We came here for the chicks but…” Assfuck finished. “…we got addicted to black cock. We’re lucky most of our masters’ dicks are huge. We obey Escort Erzincan with joy.” This wasn’t necessarily true. Maybe the ass-brothers just had to compensate for their racist thoughts by saying polite words. Why else would they be `Chauvinist’ when just chatting among themselves? Cockwarmer shoved the half eaten ice cream away. “Anyone of you ugly monkeys want that? It’s just weird not eating slave chow on a weekday.” “I…” My answer was interrupted by a Reminder. I glanced at my wrist. “Slutboy, Master Yusuf wants to impress the girl. We gotta be wingman.” The newbie nodded. “I can help,” Sucker said. The three of us rushed to drop to our knees at Master Yusuf’s muscular, athlete legs, eyes straight ahead at his zebra jockstrap. Slutboy quickly accepted his Castigation to reset while me and Sucker waited with lit Tris. Master Yusuf gave me a kick in the crotch. “Dickbrain, say hi.” Keeping my eyes on Master Yusuf’s crotch, I did my legal duty when talking to females. “Madam, this whiteman is currently labeled `Sex Crazed’ by the W.H.I.T.E. system. I should be considered having low self-restraint and sexual impulse-control. If I appear likely to consider sexual harassment or assault, or if this conversation upsets you, please do not hesitate to report me for punishment.” Master Yufus waved me to continue. “Tell Citra a bit about me, monkey.” “Master Yusuf is one of my best friends, madam. Watching him fly the lightkite is a treat, with his discipline and maneuvers. He’s a legendary fuck, too.” Madam Citra giggled and leaned into Master Yusuf. Part of me was hoping I’d get to be there when they fucked, maybe help out in some form. Many women appreciated having a human sextoy along for the ride. Naturally, my selfish ideas made me trend up to `Chauvinist’. “Someone need help calming down?” Master Yusuf asked. “Too kind, sir,” I said and gave Slutboy a push. We were both trending up on attitude. Master Yusuf pulled up his legs a bit and presented his feet. We each got to lick one. Thankfully actions spoke louder than thoughts, so our `sexual assault’ and `white supremacy’ urges were combated by servicing a black sir like whitemen are meant to. “And you, bitch?” Master Yusuf asked Sucker who still knelt in silence. After a kick to the Tri, Sucker bowed. “Sir, this monkey came along to assist your slaves in proper worship of your perfection. Even from across the room this monkey knew you deserve any kind of service.” Obviously, Sucker (Rapey Inferior, urge: public masturbation, sexual assault (vaginal), public urination) just wanted a chance to see pussy. Master Yusuf knew that, too. He was superior after all. “You don’t know this one?” Madam Citra asked. “All right let’s hear what you think you can say about Yus’.” Sucker didn’t turn toward her. “Madam, this whiteman is currently labeled `Rapey’ by the W.H.I.T.E. system. I am measurably consumed by the urge to commit sexual assault through penetration, specifically of women. Please freely report me for punishment under any circumstances, including consensual sexual activity.” “Yeah yeah, get started.” Sucker’s eyes dashed up and down Yusuf’s body, from the mohawk to the feet we were still licking. “Sir, the fact you are with the Zantombo Zebras alone makes clear you are more diligent and inspiring than a bitchy white monkey can ever be, sir. Your physical control and stamina surely translate to the bedroom where the drive from your superhuman legs must make penetration an unforgettable experience. The style of trendy jockstrap, nipple rings and mohawk suggest an ability to be fashion conscious with an edge of adventure and self-assurance. I’d trust you to have impeccable manners without selling yourself short.” Sucker was impressively good at this. Fuck. Most whitemen fell back on `so hot and sexy and smart my black superior, bla bla’ but he made his complements specific to Master Yusuf with very little knowledge. Could I compete against a slave genius like that? Probably no point. Also, I was `Rapey’ by now. All my staring at Master Yusuf’s crotch hadn’t kept me an `Anal Whore’ — the slightest straight urges superseded any cocksucking fantasy. I got an R. I sank back, on all fours and accepted a Castigation. Fifteen seconds now. The waves and waves and waves of pain rendered me mercifully near-deaf to Sucker’s ramblings. He was giving a fucking speech. Why couldn’t it just be me and Master Yusuf? And maybe the chick. I had two more punishments pending. One from the woman, one from Master Yusuf. After Castigation, getting Reprimands rammed into my crotch was actually a good way to snap back to reality. The hazy cloud of jittery after-shocks got zapped away, leaving only anxious euphoria. The woman had made a choice by now. Sucker got the join the daters for a more private setting — back at the dorm, presumably. The false and harmful idea that I somehow deserved some time with the chick made my attitude trend up fast. I focused on how deserving Master Yufus was and how lucky I was to have helped him out. Still, I’d better find some words and actions to make the system see that I was a good guy. “Dickbrain?” Master Yusuf said as he left. “Good job. You get my O.” My permission to speak had been revoked by now, so I just bowed. My heart was hammering in my chest. I was at 10-O. Staring at the African ass that bounced in the jockstrap with every footstep, I accepted the trade. Deep inside me, the Tri triggered my shrunk, inverted cock’s nerves just right. My fingers were on my nipples. A week’s worth of orgasm rushed through me. Incomparable. Then it was simply over. Like it had never even happened. My arousal shot up to `Anal Whore’ level. I quickly accepted the Castigation before the accidental sight of a girl flipped me to rapey which would net me an R. The memory of a deep inner `penile’ orgasm was quickly pushed out by the waves of pain. I was on twenty seconds of whole-body torture now, kneeling in silence at the bar while new patrons took the stools there. I grabbed Slutboy’s crotch and he reciprocated. “Do you want to find a man to serve before you tip over to max arousal again, monkey?” Slutboy looked down at his chest, one hand on his right nipple. “I’m already `Racist’ again, Dickbrain. I got six Rs today and it’s not even lunch. I’ll just go with the flow.” “Fine by me, slave. Maybe hang out with Cockwarmer and the Ass-bros again. You could learn a few things.” I left him and headed back out to the beach. Master Jamal was walking along the ocean, a holo-visualizer lens letting him follow his endurance athletes’ maneuvers far out at sea. The rapid lightkiters were pulling in, their crazy strong legs ripping the board around in overhead flips and dipping down for edge-grinds on the tallest waves before pulling up again. I got a Reminder. Some area tasks that needed doing, now that I was `Feral’ again. Picking up trash, collecting abandoned towels, delivering drinks and so on. I was eager to get busy. As I wandered along the sands of paradise, I scrolled through the system notifications on my wrist. A big update was planned. I had feared things would get tougher for slaves – more demanding — but actually, these changes looked quite helpful…

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Episode 1

Ellie was a shy and quiet girl, but because of her beauty and her early budding, she drew more attention than most girls her age, mostly from boys a year or two older than her, but even a few grownups. In her first year in high school (when she was 15) she had breasts that were small but amazingly firm.

Her Uncle Mike was one of those that had a hard time keeping his eyes off of the youngster, in spite of the fact that she was his own niece; and a blood relative, at that. Married and divorced, he had never felt any urges for middle school girls, but each time that he was around his niece, he found himself wanting to touch her developing body. He soon took to masturbating with her in mind; in the beginning hating himself for doing so, but then finally accepting that it was just a mental thing. He would never really touch her, he told himself.

Then came the day he got the call from Ellie.

“Hello?”

“Hey Uncle Mike, it’s me.”

“Hi, sweetie, what’s up?”

“Ma said she thought you might be home; that I should call you,” she said.

“Yeah, I am, Sweetheart. I’ve been off all week.”

“That’s what she thought, that’s why she said to call you.”

He glanced at the clock and saw that it was after 3 PM and realized that his niece was out of school. “You need a ride or something?”

“Nah, er, no, it’s not that. It’s that our computer broke down and I have to do some homework and need a computer. I could go to the library, but she thought it would be better if I used yours.”

“Sure Hun, no problem. When? Now?”

“Yeah, I’m with a couple of friends. Their mom was going to drop me off at the library. Could she drop me off at your place?”

“I’m waiting with open arms, my love.”

She giggled. “‘Kay, see you in a few.”

Mike put down his drink and hurried over and took the porn out of the machine. He had watched it the night before, but hadn’t bothered to extract it. Best do so now, just in case Ellie decided that she wanted to watch something.

Next, he wandered over and turned on the computer, and paused. He was only in his shorts. The alcohol he had consumed was enough to cause him to toy with the idea of not putting on anything over the shorts, but not enough to convince him to do so. Instead, he went into the bathroom and grabbed the robe that had been hanging on the door. As he walked back out, he was thinking that it would be best for him to get dressed, when his bell rang and his door opened immediately thereafter.

“Hey Unk,” Ellie grinned, walking into the living room.

Mike couldn’t help but to allow his eyes to quickly run over her sweet body, from the top of her natural curly blonde hair to her shoe covered feet, pausing along the way by split seconds at her just right chest and over her tight jeans. He felt a bit of an arousal starting and was somewhat ashamed.

“Hi Love. Get yourself settled,” he said, pointing to the computer. “Can I get you a soda or anything?”

“You got diet?” she asked as she dropped her bag on the floor by the computer chair, and began rummaging within it.

He nodded and she got herself busy. Then, as if out of the blue, he exclaimed with a smile, “God you look beautiful today!” as he walked out to the kitchen and grabbed a soda for her. “You want it in a glass with ice?” he called out to her.

Ellie called back, “Nah, that’s okay. Just out of the can will be fine.”

He walked back and handed the can to her. Because she was already busy at the computer, he walked away, grabbed his drink, and sat on the couch. After taking a long drink, he grabbed the remote and put on the TV. However, he barely paid attention, even though he tried to make it appear that he was watching it. Instead, most of the time he would steal glances at his hot looking niece.

During the half hour or so that she was on the computer, he occasionally would throw a comment or question to her over his shoulder, again telling her how attractive and grown up she was, remarking that he thought she was probably the prettiest girl in school. Like all girls, Ellie enjoyed this flattery from such a good looking guy, even if it was her own uncle. By the time she was finished with her homework on the computer, she felt relaxed and very cool being talked to as an equal by a guy who was older and more mature than the boys in her class.

He had gotten up and was standing alongside her as she shut the machine off. Then she rose to stand, facing him. Ellie had been so distracted by some of his comments that she now didn’t notice the smell of alcohol on his breath, nor recognize that he was being bolder than at any time in the past.

“I bet all the guys at school are always telling you how gorgeous you are and how they love your blonde hair and hit on you constantly.”

“Not really,” she said, feeling so flushed by his interest.

“Have you ever gone all the way with a boy?” he asked her matter-of-factly.

She blushed and was quite taken aback at his direct question, but the question gave her funny feelings in between her legs, just as she felt when she rubbed herself in bed at night.

“N-no I haven’t. T-That’s silly, Uncle Mike. My folks would kill me . . . you know that,” she heard herself say.

She could see by the considerable bulge in his robe, that he was aroused, and she felt the thrilled tingles in her breasts and her pussy. Her nipples were hard now and showing quite prominently through her bra and shirt.

“Have you ever seen a . . . COCK before?” he asked in a matter of fact way.

Ellie tensed, knowing how wrong a question that was, yet still, she responded, saying, “N-not really. Only my brother’s; and not since I was much younger.”

Mike was standing very close in front of her,and she could see the tented area in the front of his robe as his cock tried to get free.

He watched his niece’s eyes as they looked down at where he bulged. With the alcohol having taken its effect on him, along with what he perceived as his niece’s agreeable attitude, he dared to become bolder. His hand casually went down and opened the belt of his robe, and when Ellie just watched without recoiling, he allowed the terry cloth garment to open fully. Then, with her eyes watching, he stuffed his hand into the opening of his boxer shorts, and emerged with his fully erect cock.

Ellie gasped and caught her breath. She suddenly realized then that her uncle had been drinking and that she should get out of there in a hurry. Instead, she couldn’t take her eyes off of his manhood. It looked so big and beautiful, even if a little frightening.

“I just got out of the shower. You can touch it if you want. Just feel how warm and soft it is,” he invited.

“I-I c-can’t,” she said, her quiet, nervous voice not sounding convincing.

Her eyes would glance down, then hurriedly tear away, pause, return and look down again to restart the cycle; each time she looked down, her eyes spent more time than the last. Then her eyes finally stayed . . . looking mesmerized . . . as she paused and stared at his long cock.

“Can’t, because you don’t want to, or can’t, because you’re afraid?”

She shrugged her shoulders, her young face confused, indicating that she wasn’t sure just what she meant.

“Just feel how warm and soft it is,” he invited.

“No I can’t; it’s not right,” she said in a low voice, her eyes seemingly thoroughly fascinated at the smooth and swollen man-flesh.

“No one will know; I won’t tell. Go ahead, sweetheart; touch it. It would make me feel great,” he smiled.

“No . . . Uncle Mike, I can’t.”

He looked at her face, seeing that she was mentally absorbed with his cock. Her breathing was much heavier than earlier. There was a flush about her and he guessed that she was probably feeling some sort of sexual arousal feelings . . . in her pussy.

“You’re grown up now Ellie. You’re not really frightened of one, are you? Haven’t you sometimes thought of what one looks and feels like? Go on . . . touch it.”

The 15-year-old didn’t know why she reacted, maybe it was the challenge in his voice, or the fact that she really had thought about guys down there; what they looked like when they got hard; what it is that makes some girls . . . like cocks so much and do things with them. She could hear her own heart beating harder with excitement. Her small slender hand reached out and she gently grasped the object of her fascination.

“Nnnnggg,” he groaned at her touch.

Ellie was amazed that she was actually touching an excited man’s cock. It felt so hard and yet so very silky soft at the same time and she found that she loved the feel of it. It was flawless; not veined or purple, like those angry looking ones she’d seen on the Internet.

Mike slowly and gently put his hand over hers and paused, so as she wouldn’t get scared. Then he helped her hand to wrap its fingers tighter around his now fully erect cock, and again waited until she lost her tenseness, though her breathing was obviously increased. Finally, he helped her move her fisted hand up and down his smooth shaft. To his delight, after a few seconds of true hesitation where he thought she might revolt, Ellie ‘s hand suddenly was compliant. He began groaning when she got into the rhythm as she started to jack him off . . . as if she had done it many times before with many boys.

Ellie was going slow and easy, as she realized that she was actually giving a hand job to a real guy. . . her own uncle. It was so wrong, so naughty, but she couldn’t make herself stop. She knew he wouldn’t tell. Hell why would he . . . guys liked this. Besides, he would be too afraid that he’d get in trouble. ‘Just make him cum and see what it looks like . . . when it shoots out,’ she thought. Her young mind was now racing. Would he make her lick the bulbous head or maybe shoot his whole load . . . inside her mouth?

Mike too was no longer thinking with a rational mind. He was well aware just how wrong this was, but he too couldn’t stop himself. In fact, the feelings shooting throughout his body and brain were causing him to react instinctively.

He raised his hands and moved them up between their bodies and onto his young niece’s tasty looking tits; initially just ever-so-slightly cupping them. Ellie ‘s eyes momentarily clenched as she seemed to push her chest almost imperceptibly outwards . . . toward him. Mike then closed his hands to clutch the taut, heated, wonders and he could feel the nipples standing out underneath her shirt and thin bra.

Ellie let out a soft moan as her uncle’s hands gently but firmly manipulated her boobs. As he did this, her hand never let go of her prize and although she was no longer jerking him off, she continued to massage his stiff cock with one hand along the shaft, sometimes Erzincan Escort squeezing, sometimes stroking it, as her other hand felt and cautiously fondled his balls. From a friend, she knew to be very careful with her uncle’s jewels (as this friend called them).

Mike moved his face to hers and their mouths were breathing against one another. He didn’t know if he dared to kiss the youngster for fear that such an act from her much older uncle might spook her. He was also unsure as to what to say, not wanting to be too aggressive in his words.

Being extra gentle, he put his lips to hers to just peck; hurriedly pulling his mouth off before she might react adversely, then waiting a few seconds before repeating. Their lips began to meet in quicker intervals and were soon meeting together for longer and longer periods. Then he was truly kissing her and Ellie was moaning into his mouth. He flashed a tongue to see how she would react and when her mouth pushed tighter to his . . . and he began Frenching his young niece. Although she was apparently a virgin, she wasn’t a newcomer to kissing. Indeed, she seemed quite an expert at it.

Moving his hands off her small breasts he moved up atop her blouse, his fingers then began to work on the buttons of her shirt. To his delight, either Ellie was too absorbed in the kissing or she was willingly allowing him to strip her. While their tongues dueled within the youngster’s mouth, his hands unbuttoned her shirt and then slowly moved up under her bra.

After momentarily cupping her breasts, he moved his fingers down and under the cotton bra, and then pushed it upward, releasing her teen tits from their confines.

Ellie had resumed stroking her uncle’s throbbing cock, while he massaged her tits, pulling and twisting at the hard nipples that stood out at least a quarter of an inch. He then broke the kiss, and their eyes, wild and feral, seemed to search into each other’s soul. She watched him curiously as he lowered his head to her newly developed chest. Ellie made no move to stop his advances, because this was the most thrilling thing that had ever happened to her in her young life.

Mike started to suck the youngster’s titties, and tweaked on her protruding nipples gently with his teeth . . . as his tongue darted back and forth over the tips. Ellie’s breathing became labored and long moans came from deep within her throat as her fist began jacking him off at an ever-quickening pace.

He moved his hands, sliding one around her hip, where he cupped her little ass cheek, while his other hand moved directly up between Ellie’s legs and cupped the 15-year-old’s excited little pussy through her jeans.

“Nooooo,” she hissed as her hand continued its frantic stroking of his cock. Mike was groaning and Ellie understood that he was about to finish. Her fist was suddenly going . . . as fast as a piston.

“Ahhhh, OH OHHHHHH!!!” Mike’s hands suddenly let go of his niece as white sperm erupted from his throbbing cock in continuous pulses.

Ellie watched in awe as her uncle’s cock began shooting spurts of a gooey substance out of his grown up prick. She continued jerking him off as he tightened and twitched and groaned. She was both excited and somewhat relieved, knowing that his lust would be sated. She realized that she had lost control of herself back there and very well could have given herself to her own uncle if he had caught her in the middle of that orgasm that had shaken her so much. Now she was feeling ashamed.

Mike groaned a last time as the final clenching at his prostate forced out the last great oozing of cum from the tip of his cock. As his mind began to return, he saw that Ellie was hurriedly straightening herself out. She already had her tits back into her bra and was closing her shirt to button it again.

He reached down to put his now softened and slippery cock into his pants. Reaching up, his hands gripped her shoulders as she continued to button her blouse.

“Hey Hon, what’s the matter?”

“I – I – I – We – that was bad, Uncle Mike. We shouldn’t have. It was wrong. My dad and mom would kill me if they ever found out.”

With her shirt buttoned again, she allowed him to pull her close. He wrapped his arms around her and softly told her, “It’s okay, sweetheart. They won’t find out. You won’t tell. And I certainly won’t. So they’ll never know. Don’t make it ugly, Hon.”

“But it was!!! No I-I’m sorry; it wasn’t ugly, Uncle Mike; just wrong.”

“But you made me feel sooo good, sweetie. And I would love to make you feel as good as you made me . . .”

She was shaking her head as if she was frustrated. “No! That’s so wrong . . . that’s even worse . . .”

“Worse than what, hon? It was beautiful what you did with me. My cock never felt so excited . . . as much as it did just now,” he whispered. “And I would have loved my hands or even my mouth to please your sweet little pussy, and make it feel as good as you just made me feel.”

He pushed her back to look into her face and saw that she was blushing. No male had ever talked about her ‘privates’ before. Admittedly, it had made her feel naughty when he just called it her ‘pussy’.

“I can’t stay here, Uncle Mike. I better go home. We can’t do that anymore.”

Mike had no thought of forcing himself on his niece, even though just minutes earlier, he had dreams of fucking this inexperienced 15-year-old, again and again. Whether or not he would have forced himself on her when he was so aroused he’d never know; she had tested his sexual hunger with her hand.

“Alright, toots. If that’s what you want. But I’ll always be remembering how much I loved you for doing that for me. And I’ll always be fantasizing about our touching and me shooting my cum all over.” Again she flushed, as she stepped away from him and finished pushing her blouse into the waistband of her jeans. Put back together, she kept her distance from him as she then gathered her backpack, and cell. They talked a few more minutes, she listing her regrets while they both seemed to be trying to be sure that the other wouldn’t tell of this. Then she was gone.

“Let me get dressed. I’ll drive you home.”

“No, that’s all right. I’ll walk. It’s only a couple of blocks anyway.”

He was going to object, but thought better of it.

*******

Episode 2

Weeks later, Mike got a phone call. He was more than surprised when he got this call; first, because his niece had made it clear that she never wanted him to be near her for fear of him doing something to her; and secondly, at finding out that she had been drinking.

“Can you come get me and maybe I can stay with you, Uncle Mike?” she asked, the question really catching him off guard.

Ellie had explained things to him, but in her inebriated state, he found it hard to understand exactly what she was telling him. As he pieced things together, apparently the girls were planning an all-night party at Debbie’s . . . whose parents were supposed to be going away for the weekend.

Krissy had explained that her mom and Dad only thought that she was going for an ‘overnight’; they didn’t know that Debbie’s parents would be away, and were themselves unaware that the girls were getting together to party.

So for the last couple of hours they’d been drinking and now Debbie got a call from her mom saying the weekend trip was not going to take place and that her folks were already on the way back from the Pocono’s. Mike didn’t find out why they were coming home, but it apparently had nothing to do with the girls. However, now with all three of the girls having been drinking, they needed to not get caught.

Ellie explained that she was calling him because she felt that he was the only one that she could trust not to tell on her. She said that Margie was going to stay in Debbie’s room and they’d act like they were asleep, but if she stayed too, it would be really suspicious, what with one of them sleeping on the floor. Ellie said she could do that, but she’d feel a lot safer not being around in case Debbie’s folks looked in on them.

She further told Mike that she couldn’t go home because she had ‘a drink or two’ and her parents might smell it on her breath.

“Your mom and dad will be furious with me . . . for taking you in and not calling them,” he told her.

“They’ll never know, I swear. I’ll just say that I slept here and they’ll never know, I swear,” she slurred and her repeating of the words told him she was in no shape to go home.

“What’s the address?” He listened and then thought . . . Signed, sealed, and about to be delivered . . . to his bed!!!

Whether Ellie was consciously aware of what was going to happen, it was inevitable. With a smile on his face, he realized the middle school girl was going to be fucked for the first time in her young life, whether she knew it or not.

Now, while driving to pick up the youngster, it was as if he’d never reprimanded himself. He was already wondering how much she had drunk and what condition she was really in. Even as he continued to drive, he was convincing himself that this was Ellie’s way of getting him to do more with him; though he wasn’t sure just what she was expecting, as he only had mentioned touching and the oral the last time he was with her.

Even if Ellie had been thinking such thoughts, they could only have been in her subconscious mind until that night. Right up until she climbed into her uncle’s car and they drove away, she didn’t entertain the slightest thought of any sex. However, almost as soon as they were on the way to his house and he looked over at her, she felt a strange feeling running throughout her body, but most certainly between her legs. What with his eyes looking her up and down, along with the memory of what had happened weeks earlier, all too soon the youngster was acutely aware of the potential of where things might be going. Her mind should have been shouting ‘Danger-Danger!’ but instead she couldn’t help but look into his eyes unflinchingly, almost as an invitation to her uncle.

Mike was sporting a huge hard on from the moment his hot little niece got into the car. Wearing a short skirt, his eyes immediately looked down at her knees when she slid into the passenger seat and widened as the hem rode up her legs. Seeing that youthful flesh . . . only served to encourage his rising lust.

As he rode along, he softly said, “Do you know how much I’ve thought about being alone with you . . . ever since that day at my house.”

She tried to put him in his place, but her alcohol laced mind wasn’t doing so well. “That’s not nice . . . Uncle Mike. What we did . . . wasn’t right.”

“That’s not true, Ellie. What YOU did was very nice. It was the most wonderful thing that anyone has ever done to me. And I loved it,” he said, Erzincan Escort Bayan ever so softly.

He couldn’t see, but in the darkness of the car, she blushed. “You shouldn’t think that way, ’cause you’re older. Well, it’s not that you’re older; I mean you should love me ’cause I’m your niece, but what I did . . . was . . .”

He interrupted her, finishing her sentence, with the word, ” . . . great. It was great, sweetheart. And nobody got hurt or nothing; it was just the two of us enjoying ourselves. And you didn’t tell and I didn’t tell.” He could make out that she was breathing heavier, so he continued, “I’ve thought about you every night since. I’ve thought about your hand all over my hard cock. We both liked that, right? And I thought of my hand on you, down there; on your stimulated little pussy; we’d both like that, right? And no one would know about that either.”

“I-it’s, it would be wrong though . . . ” she tried to reason, but her voice was so soft, he knew that she was talking only to convince herself that she wasn’t being easy.

“How can touching be that wrong? That’s all we did baby girl. And I know . . . your young wet pussy needs to be touched again . . . maybe this time with my tongue and lips.” He was pulling into his driveway . . . as she was nervously responding:

“No, well, maybe, but it’s wrong, right?”

“If you think it’s wrong and you tell me to stop, you know I will,” he offered, knowing that none of this conversation made much sense; but it did seem to be keeping his niece from thinking properly. Then he was holding her hand as he brought her into his house. Putting his mouth to her ear, he asked gently, “You should get up to bed, don’t you think?” She nodded and he quickly offered, “C’mon, I’ll show you . . . to your room.”

Ellie’s legs were shaking as her uncle led her up the stairs. This had all come about so quickly she kept telling herself to stop him from coming to the room, but then she remembered how excited she had been able to make him and how excited she had gotten and didn’t he say that he was only going to touch her?

She only realized when he sat her down on the side of the bed . . . that it was HIS bed. However, she didn’t even have time to become alarmed, because he was immediately on her, pushing her gently so that she was lying on her back . . . atop the mattress with her legs bent and her feet on the floor. He was immediately alongside her and in full lust mode.

Both uncle and niece knew almost immediately that her deflowering was inevitable. Wasting no more time, he pushed her short skirt up over her waist, and began to cup and stimulate her panty-covered heated mons . . . within the palm of his hand.

Ellie groaned, and his mouth then moved onto hers. Eager to experience her uncle’s exciting mouth again, she opened her own and readily accepted his thrusting tongue . . . fantasizing for a moment that it was his cock. Her hands rushed up about his ears and the back of his head, pulling his mouth with greater force to hers. His hand continued to work over her thin damp panties, and a finger of his . . . began to trace her excited slit.

“Oooooooo,” she murmured.

Sensing that he wasn’t going to have too much protest from his hot little niece, Mike then pulled the leg of her white cotton panties to one side and eased a gentle finger into her young pussy.

“Ahhhhhh,” she groaned and he was shocked to find that little Ellie was already soaking wet down below. His finger slid up past his second knuckle, while his thumb found her love nubbin, and gently rubbed it, bringing squeals of delight from her.

“Your little pussy wants this attention . . . doesn’t it baby girl?”

“Ooooo god, Uncle Mike . . .”

“Let’s get these panties off,” he whispered in her ear. “Your little body’s excited . . . isn’t it? It knows that I’ve been thinking of you and I’ve been dying to touch such a hot little pussy like this one. You’ve been wanting this. You’ve been touching yourself lately, haven’t you?”

“Umm, yessss, oh Uncle Mike . . . I have,” she admitted honestly.

“Now you need my hand, baby girl. Let’s get these off . . . so I can really give you a good . . . finger or tongue fucking, that you will love,” he whispered, purposely using the lewd wording . . . in hopes of arousing her further.

He gripped the elastic waistband and quickly pulled the panties down and off her legs all together. Ellie eagerly assisted by hurriedly lifting her ass off the mattress so he could easily push them down her legs and pull them off her ankles. He quickly pulled her shoes off her feet at the same time, allowing his hand to rub her feet for only a moment, but enough to awaken another area of her body to his advances.

Then he immediately pushed his hand up between his aroused niece’s legs and onto her excited damp little mound. Ellie groaned again and Mike was surprised at how wet she was down there. Obviously her body was oozing as quickly as it was reacting to the feelings being generated within.

He pushed one finger into her totally moistened pussy and she moaned; with a second finger she gasped and cried out, “Oh god ahhh ahoh god…” Ellie, who was gently writhing her hips, parted her legs a bit wider.

“Let me see those pretty titties sweetheart. Let Uncle Mike see your 15-year-old tits,” he whispered hotly as his fingers moved in and out slowly, as if purposely trying to touch every pore inside her sopping flesh. The youngster knew she was about to be fucked for the first time in her life, but instead of having the sense to put a stop to what was happening, her alcohol influenced brain, along with sexually aroused body, were conspiring to bring her to the heights of pleasure and the depths of perversion. She was going to let her own uncle . . . FUCK her!!!

As Mike continued to finger her excited little pussy, Ellie reached down and hurriedly removed her shirt, haphazardly tossing it to the floor, and then wantonly, as if she was a common slut, moving her hands to deftly remove her bra, tossing that too, baring her breasts for her uncle to do with . . . just as he wished.

The young girl was almost in her birthday suit, with only her skirt bunched up around her hips as dressing. His fingers were now plunging in and out of her totally aroused pussy and she was squirming about and moaning as pleasures overtook her. Ellie was so excited, that she reached her own hand down and started to rub the top of her pussy briskly; as she was truly craving for more thrills.

Ellie’s wanton squirming and actions were a pleasant shock to Mike. He’d had a few girls over the years that became quite animated with sex, but none like his little niece was at that moment.

“Please . . .” Ellie begged, not even sure herself for what . . . but knowing deep inside she had been hungering after . . . for so long.

Mike’s lust was inflamed further as he heard the begging and slammed his fingers in deep and hard into her love tunnel. He had thought that she was a virgin, but there was obviously no hymen hindering his fingers. His out of control niece bucked upwards to each forceful thrust rammed into her, causing her to whimper and moan. “UNCLE MIKE . . . OH UNCAHHHHH OH GOD YES!” The youngster was on fire! She was begging to cum and he needed no more urging as he slammed his fingers into Ellie’s needy pussy with wild abandon. “Cum, baby girl.”

Ellie desperately needed to explode within. She bucked up hard and fast, fucking against those invading fingers. Her back arched, and it did not take long for her uncle’s magical fingers to bring her to release; since they were experts at manipulation. Ellie’s excited little body tensed and held, suspended in the air as she came hard and seemingly infinitely. She couldn’t stop and she screamed aloud, “I love you Uncle Mike!” Her body convulsed and thrashed under his expert manipulating of her aching pussy.

Secretly, both uncle and niece had obviously wanted this . . . in fact craved for it to happen. Now they had it . . . and there would be no turning back.

Ellie’s juices saturated his fingers. Mike lifted those fingers to his own lips and sucked them clean with obvious delight before smiling at Ellie like the cat that ate the canary. He gazed down in wonder at his little niece, who was now ready for the plucking. Ellie lay silently with eyes closed, trying to control her heavy breathing, now that her body was temporarily satisfied.

Mike pulled off the T-shirt that he had been wearing, baring his naked upper body. Watching his little niece lying there with her eyes shut, he quickly undid his belt and deftly shifted . . . to remove his jeans and shorts, lowering himself immediately again. Mike had been kneeling for over two minutes, watching her catch her breath.

He momentarily partially arose to a crouch so that he could pull her bunched up skirt down and off her body, stripping the youngster of her last bit of clothing. They were both now totally naked. Then he took hold of her ankles, lifting them up and spreading her legs wide open. At the same time, he knelt again in between them.

He bent his head and kissed one of her knees. Ellie lay back in waiting; only imagining what could be in store after what she had just experienced. His lips kissed the inside of her thigh. Then one of his hands was on the inside of her other thigh, petting gently, starting another sensation for her.

Ellie caught her breath . . . as her body began to tingle again. Instantly, his head dropped down between her erotically quivering thighs, while at the same time he placed both his hands behind her knees and spread and raised them higher, so that his young niece was wide-splayed, completely and defenselessly open to him.

For an instant his lustful eyes devoured the delicious feast before him; his mouth and tongue eager to get at the wonderful girl-flesh. Then, with suddenness, almost too swift to follow, he embedded his face into her virgin pussy. His hungry wet mouth was there on her desire-ridden lips, eager to lap up her juices and suck on her clit. “Oh my god it’s ahhhh oh god Uncle Mike oh please, yes…” Never could Ellie have explained it. Of their own volition . . . her thighs relaxed and spread wider in utter surrender . . . to the mass of erotic sensations . . . that overburdened her nervous system.

Mike hummed into her sweet tasting pussy, “Mmmmmm.” He was amazed at just how wet young Ellie was about her upper thighs and pussy. She had been sticky and wet, and his previous manipulation of her eager pussy . . . had caused the oozing fluids to spread about. Eagerly his tongue lapped out, his lips occasionally puckering to suck in as much all of the pussy juice, that had spread over her soft flesh.

“Nnnnnngggggg,” she groaned, with the contact of his mouth to her Escort Erzincan most sensitive and aroused flesh.

The smell of pure sex permeating into his nostrils, caused Mike’s mind to desert him. All he wanted at this point was to live forever with this wondrous aroma of his excited niece and to give her total oral pleasure.

“Mmmmmmm,” he continued to murmur into her young flesh.

As she felt her uncle’s moist tongue thrusting deeply into the passion-tormented depths of her youthful cunt, Ellie could contain herself no longer. She cried out her pleasure and wanton hunger. Instinctively, her hands reached down to grasp her uncle’s head, and pulled him in harder against her. The 15-year-old was completely helpless; her whole being giving in to her urges. Her reactions, now, were animalistic. There was nothing in the world for her but sex, sensuality, sensation . . . and the need to reach orgasm – – to cum.

“Oh, ooooh, oooooohhh, my goddddddddd! Do it to me! God! D-do…it… to…m-me…now!” she moaned.

His tongue thrust into and out of her pussy as she writhed about; and then he was lapping within her wet slit, moving up, trying to find and capture her tiny little clitoris. Ellie was grunting while bucking up in search of accommodation. Mike’s tongue probed for a moment until he found the erect, pulsating nub and began to lick at it moistly as he inhaled the warm heady aroma of her vaginal slit, which drove him almost wild with desire and caused his painfully aching cock to lurch in lewd hunger.

“Nggghhhh,” Ellie moaned as her uncle took the pulsing bud of her clitoris between his wetly pursed lips. Continued sounds of agonized pleasure issued from her lips. Holding it lightly, he exerted a sucking pressure on its tiny, hardened length for a few seconds “mmmmm” before shifting again. Then he was holding the erect little clitoris between his teeth “AAHHHGGG” while his tongue played a drumming tattoo directly on its sensitive head “Ah-ooo-ah-ooo mmm.”

He had hardly started to suck, when the teen started to buck harder up and down on the mattress, pulling his head deeper into her sodden pussy. His head buried in the searing muskiness of the teen’s hotly throbbing pussy. Al heard her loud whimpering mewls of pleasure, as each time, now, he swirled his long, probing tongue around and around inside her desire-swollen cuntal mouth.

“Ohmygodohmygod-ohmygod . . . ah ah OHHHHHH it’s ahh oh god Uncle MIKE…!”

Ellie came in a flood of cum into her uncle’s waiting mouth, her convulsions making it difficult for him to keep hold of her clit between his lips.

“Ohmygod, ohmygod, god, ohmygod! Don’t stop! Lick me there – – kiss it – – oh yeah Uncle Mike – – I love it love it. Keep doing it. Aaaaah OH – MY – GOD! I’m cummmmmiinng!”

Her spasms were uncontrollable as her body exploded, as his face burrowed within her, her thighs clenched tightly to him.

Finally, her body gave way to exhaustion. Mike’s tongue soon just slowly swirled about, lapping up the remnants of that wonderful nectar, as Ellie’s thighs relaxed around his face and she fell back into an unmoving state.

Episode 3

As she lay there, on her back, eyes closed, catching her breath, he lifted her legs and guided her over to the center of the bed. Then he moved up on the bed himself, cuddling himself alongside the youngster, moving his hand onto her stomach and then sliding it up to cup one of those marvelous teen tits.

Ellie immediately caught her breath, turning her face to her uncle and whispering, “You’re never gonna tell anyone about this . . . are you?”

Gently massaging her breast, he kissed her cheek, her ear and her neck, murmuring: “Ellie, hon. Kids in school talk about what they did. Grownups and mature girls just appreciate each other – – maybe love each other – – but they never tell.”

“I-I love you Uncle Mike.”

The teen instinctively spread her legs further apart. She nervously watched him guide his cock towards her throbbing pussy. Then she felt what she hungered for the most – – her uncle’s cock!

Mike lowered himself gently, pushing his throbbing cock into the lips of the youngster’s drenched slit.

Young Ellie lifted her legs to his waist, as she watched him guide his cock towards her swollen pussy. She felt the enlarged head touching her pussy and looked up into his eyes. She saw in his heated face how much he wanted what she apparently had and her body wanted it too! She wanted her body to be ravished by her own uncle. He had brought her to such heights of pleasure that she just had to see if there was more.

Holding himself above her, Mike flexed his hips slightly and forced the bulbous head of his excitedly throbbing cock inch by slow inch into the elastic little opening of her tight pussy.

“Ohhhhh Goddddd, Uncle Mike,” she cried out, feeling his prick poking in search of the tight opening. Flat on her back beneath him, Ellie was aware for the first time, just how truly enormous his lust-hardened shaft was.

“It’s okay sweetheart. Relax. It’s okay. You’re too nervous, hon, just relax!” he whispered soothingly. In spite of her need for the expected pleasure that only his hotly throbbing cock could bring her, she also saw his lust . . . and welcomed it.

Mike held still for a brief moment before easing it in deeper. Inch by inch his heatedly pulsating shaft bored into her wet vaginal tunnel, until suddenly, with a satisfied gasp, he plunged deeply into her tightly resisting pussy with the force of a rutting stallion.

“Yaaagggh!” he groaned and closed his eyes in relief. “That’s it, baby. It’s in all the way; how about that?”

He lay immobile on top of her nakedly impaled body for a moment or two before flexing his hotly throbbing cock deep up inside the constricting walls of her vaginal sheath.

Mike leaned down, kissing Ellie softly. “Try to relax, sweetheart, here it is again.” He pulled back a little and then plunged his hard cock all the way inside her, his hips moving to drive his long thick pole of male flesh yet another fraction of an inch deeper into her tight little cunt.

“Ahhhh!” Ellie’s hands shot up off the sheets and gripped his shoulders tightly, her fingers digging into his skin.

His young blonde niece groaned with each muscular lurch as he repeated the slow entrance several times. Now all those delicious sexual sensations, which had been masked temporarily by his initial entrance, came flooding back to her, and her moaning mewls were gradually replaced with wanton gurgles of unequivocal pleasure.

Her arms and legs tightened around him, pulling his hips tightly to hers. His cock was buried deep within her from the force of her legs as they wrapped around his ass.

Mike began a slow grinding motion, swinging his hips from side to side and around and around, insinuating his massively hardened rod deeper into his hot little niece’s tightly clasping pussy. More and more the resilient walls of the youngster’s heatedly pulsating cuntal passage stretched and relaxed, until her whimpering of uncertainty became purring mewls of delight . . . of outright enjoyment of her forbidden pleasure, an enjoyment over which she had no control.

Mike was suddenly in shock at what he was feeling, buried into the depths of his own niece’s cunt. Her pussy seemed to be sucking on his cock. The inner muscles milking his shaft as she pulled him tighter. He knew at that moment that little Ellie would be craving cock from that point forward, and he only hoped that he could satisfy her enough that she wouldn’t seek it elsewhere. His teenage niece was going to be one hot pussy for guys to enjoy!

Ellie was on fire with wild, unfulfilled yearnings, and unbidden, her naked teen loins began to gyrate lewdly beneath him, countering his hip-swinging grinding motion into her.

Mike held her tightly to him as her pussy massaged him. He slowly fucked his hard cock in and out, taking short strokes. Ellie’s body responded instantly, matching his rhythm. The youngster’s pussy was quickly becoming accustomed to being stretched to its limits. She was gritting her teeth, forcing her ankles hard against her uncle’s butt.

“Oh god Uncle Mike, this is the best feeling EVER . . .”

He then began to rock backward and forward using short, smooth strokes that gradually lengthened and deepened at the same time as the speed of them increased. He felt the wetly clinging inner lining of her vaginal tunnel squeezing tightly around the entire length of his rock-hard cock, giving him an ecstatic feeling of overwhelming sensual pleasure and assuring him that his long wait had been worthwhile. ‘God! She’s got a luscious, tight pussy!’

Ellie’s pussy was so tight on his cock that Mike could feel his cum as it slowly worked its way up through his cock. He strained to hold it back – – not ready yet – – wanting to cum with her! He slammed harder and harder into the youngster, his balls hitting her ass over and over. Her clit was being driven harder and faster.

Suddenly Ellie convulsed under him. It was there for her explosively, her orgasm surging through her tingling, alive body like a tidal wave. Finally, what he has been holding out for was happening. Ellie screamed loudly that, “OH GOD UNCLE MIKE, I’M CUMMINNNNNGGGGG…”

His niece was cumming! Her head tossed wildly from side to side, her naked young body spasming in the grip of her convulsive release, and she was rocketing to the heights where time and space are meaningless approximations.

As Ellie climaxed she began screaming out his name. “UNCAHHHHHHHH AAAAAAL…OH GAHHD I LOVE IT!”

Mike felt the rhythmic tremors of her unbelievably intense release in her heatedly clasping cuntal passage, and with a final effort, he pounded into her rapidly, plumbing her wetly throbbing vagina deeper than he had been before.

With a loud groan he felt his wildly jerking cock beginning to cum. “Here I come too baby girl…” he groaned. His white-hot sperm hosed through the thick expanding length of his massively ejaculating cock with satisfying force, splashing deep up into her milking young womb as it spurted from the tiny slit in its madly pulsing head.

Mike saw the wanton passion in Ellie’s eyes as her convulsing pussy got him off. He plunged into her hard as his cum spewed. His body was paralyzed as he felt himself cumming deep inside his own niece.

Ellie held him tight to her, not releasing her firm grip, as he slowly drained himself of his life making fluid. Then, with a groan of complete satisfaction, his body folded, collapsing on top of her, while below his wildly pumping cock jerked involuntarily in the moist confines of her tightly clinging cuntal passage, the final dregs of his semen spurting from him in lessening spasms of intense sensation.

Finally, Mike managed to lift himself off his young niece. He eased himself out of the sopping pussy, her body limp and almost lifeless. They both could not wait . . . to do it again.

The End

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Sexual Encounters of a Young man- 26 – Threesome with Rupali & Manavi.

The story is by one of my friend Montu Kumar starts around the year-2011-12, around 7-8 years back from the present time. He become friend with me during a fashion show in Delhi.. Where he was the Event Planner. He has narrated his story to me during our several meetings. This is a story about threesome with Rupali & Manavi

The story is by one of his friend Montu Kumar starts around the year-2011-12, around 7-8 years back from the present time. He become friend with me during a fashion show in Delhi.. Where he was the Event Planner for the company which has organised this fashion show.. He has narrated his story to me during our several meetings. This is a story about how he become a Sugar Daddy of Two families

Maanvi and Rupali started to give him food every alternate month as he got stomach upset due to outside food for long and on one fine morning when she went there to give him morning Coffee on seeing his erect 9 Inch cock while he was asleep and she was lured into sucking it and then while bathing she fell in bathroom and Montu Kumar treated and helped her and then fucked her.

They were facing problems to find a safe and secluded place for regular fucking afterwards so one day he fucked her in the Garden at a lonely place and then on a friday night they decided to go to Terrace and he fucked there all night including Maanvi’s first anal. and then he fucked a russian blonde virgin in hotel swimming pool.

Then he enjoyed a accidental oral sex with his other neighbour lady Rupali and while answering my query on his introduction to the world of sexual pleasures he narrated his first sexual encounters. and then started to narrate his sexual encounter with neighbour lady Rupali

In the last part 25 you have read

This had turned out to be so mind boggling. The movie got over, and they both got up, left the seats. Rupali felt as if she was “enlightened”. It was as if she was under darkness all along, and now with Montu Kumar in the back row of a movie theatre led her to “light.” It seemed so symbolic, she had entered the theatre a shy, introverted housewife, who had hang ups about sex, she was now walking out, more “sure and confident” and “enlightened” about the pleasures of sex.

They took their car and went home. They were quiet on their way back to home. Rupali li’s inside still flushed with dampness of mixed cum of her. Montu Kumar and she kept thinking about what had happened. She was a shy and introverted housewife.

Rupali thought about this on their way back to home in Car what happened was an experience worth remembering. In fact, it was an experience in three parts

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Now Further

In the pre-interval phase she was too scared, nervous, and did not even have the courage to resist. She was too scared to draw attention to herself or create a scene, and as such put up with his advances. He took advantage, and she allowed him to do though she had choices of avoiding it. Though she was scared, and did not want it to happen, by allowing it to continue, she had given her tacit approval. She had initially “tolerated “his advances till he pulled her hand on his cock and began to fondle her breasts. Her reaction after that was more of “reluctant curiosity” till it started getting better, and till he began to fondle her breasts, and then it was again “reluctant pleasure.” That he was gentle, not crude or rough, helped her ease up, and put up with his uninvited advances. It was more of passivity and fear that she allowed him to pull up her sari, petticoat, blouse and bra, and fondle her breasts, Erzincan Escort pull up her bra to suck on her breasts, but which later turned into “reluctant pleasure.” Of course, getting an orgasm was an ultimate experience by Montu Kumar that too in a public theatre.

Though it was extremely enjoyable, She was still in a state of confusion, and in that mental state, she had masturbated him as well, in the back of her mind at that stage was both curiosity to see him ejaculate at the same time to get it over, and done with.

At the interval stage, she was willing to accept this as one of the unfortunate exploitative situations of life and putting herself more to blame.

After interval, the situation developed once again. She was more confident and assured now, and the earlier hesitancy disappeared. What they did this time was truly amazing. This time around, she did not feel that she was being taken advantage, but rather it was far more participative and mutual. It was as if she had discovered the pleasure possible and had no hang ups anymore. It somehow did not seem to matter that he was much older than she was. The pleasure and the passion were paramount for both.

She enjoyed every moment of it. That she had a husband too did not seem to matter at all. When Montu Kumar said, “I love you,” she had no hesitation in saying the same to him, and she too said, “I love you” not once but two or three times. That it was a risky act in a public place which also did not seem to bother her, and the passion that was latent in her took over. Now, she had enjoyed every moment of sex with Montu Kumar in afternoon at her flat and in Theatre. She had allowed him to insert her pussy with fingers, and inserted his cock in her mouth in afternoon, caress and fondle her breasts, and even to open her panty, open her bra to lick, and suck on her nipples. He had opened her petticoat and panty to masturbate her, not once but three times, which was very pleasurable. He had even licked her cunt as well, which was heavenly. For that matter, she had willingly caressed, stroked his cock, masturbated him, had performed oral sex, had willingly sucked his cock not once only in afternoon, but twice in theatre, even tasted and swallowed his semen. But the circle was completed when he fucked her. It was surely mind boggling to say the least. She felt so complete, liberated and confident now.

She could have taken this in a “negative “manner to curse her luck for years. It had opened a whole new vista in her life. They dropped out of car a few yards away from Apartment, which was dark and decided to walk.

She stared deeply into the eyes of Montu Kumar and said, “As long as you are with us in our floor, I would like to be your lover and wife despite having a husband. Would you accept me?”

“Yes, my dear, from this moment, you are my loving wife. “Montu Kumar said and planted a hot kiss on her lips. and told her I want to spend tonight with you. It will be our Suhaagraat as the coming Monday (tomorrow) was a holiday.

Suhagraat is a very important ritual in Indian Marriages. Suhagraat is a significant ritual in the life a newly wedded couple in the Indian subcontinent, refers to the first night when the marriage is consummated. The bed of the newlywed couple is decorated with flowers, which are believed to bring sweetness to their relationship. This is an important custom followed in Hindu and Indian marriages. The tradition also extends to Jains, Buddhism, and Muslims.

The female members of the bridegroom’s family customarily guide the bride to the decorated bedroom where she waits for her husband’s arrival—optionally, with a glass Erzincan Escort Bayan of milk. The couple’s bed is decorated with roses, jasmine and rajnigandha flowers. It is traditional for the groom to wait outside with the relatives and family for some time before he joins the bride in the decorated bedroom. The bride supposedly waits for her husband behind a veil (“ghoonghat”). The husband slowly takes the veil off to reveal the bride’s face in a ritual called “Muh Dekhai” i.e. showing of bride’s face. and Then they both enter into their first sexual intercourse. after marriage.

It was 9.30pm when they reached the Apartment.

Montu Kumar told Rupali that he wants Rupali in Suhagrat room in his favorite SUHAG-JODA with best possible makeup and jewelry, so please wear it and sit in the Suhagrat room like as shown in films and serials. At 10.30 PM when after everyone slept she started the Suhagrat preparation and after doing full makeup and putting up all bridal jewelery she entered in specially decorated Suhagrat room. Rupali sat on double bed spreading her very big lehenga in broadest circle around her. Lehenga and sexy Blouse were of bright red shining Silki Jari fabric and Odhni (Chunri) was of self designed red transparent fabric. Rupali adjusted her Odhni for a GHOONGHAT. After some time Montu Kumar entered in room and said to Rupali “I want to talk you something very special and necessary for our future life. But I want to talk with you in lying pose keeping her head in your lap, may I”. So he lied on her well spread lehenga keeping his head in her lap. Then he said Rupali “listen, I am very sex-loving person and have very strong appetite for sex.

He slipped some drops of a special medicine in the glass of milk which flared up the sexual drives and he drank some milk himself and gave rest of the milk glass to Rupali. which she drank happily. Then he continued to talk with her. The medicine started to have its effect.

As you are her very loving darling beautiful wife so you shall never refuse for sex. Moreover I will try all possible variation in fucking with you so you should be ready to give Rupali your best cooperation for this purpose. Please always keep me fully satisfied in sexual act only this much I want from you on this special night..” Rupali said “I am your darling life partner so I will give you her best co-operation and will keep you always satisfied with in all your fucking practice and sex fantasies. Please tell now what I have to do.”

He said “I am so sexually excited seeing you that first of all I want to fuck you, after that we will talk further.” He opened his payjama and said Rupali “This is your pleasure giving sex tool which will give you always a unforgettable and amazing Fun. Please hold it in your hand and play with it.” Rupali did so, his Cock was erected like iron rod, She saw that with curiosity because that the tool for fucking pleasure. Rupali took his Cock in her hand and pressed that. Rupali gave some fine gentle strokes to his stony hard Cock, and he screamed with pleasure.

He said that he will do his first fuck in her full sexy gorgeous traditional wedding dress of Lehenga Choli without removing any ornament. Rupali rose from bed and kissed his Cock, in return he kissed her pussy. He Kissed her lips for some time and he then made Rupali lye on bed on her back and placed a pillow below her buttocks to lift her cunt upward, then he arranged her lehenga up above her thighs uncovering her genital organs, he widen her legs and applied some scented oil on the lips of her cunt and after placing his Cock on the opening of her cunt he gave a violent push. Escort Erzincan His tight iron like rod buried deep into Rupali piercing and widening the walls of her tight cunt.

Rupali felt pain due to the force of mighty push of his big Cock. She asked him to stop for some time. He stopped and keeping his Cock inside me, began to kiss and lick her lips, cheeks, neck etc. His one hand was messaging and squeezing her breasts over the blouse fabric. After some time he started giving strokes of his rock hard Cock in her cunt first slowly and then violently.Her pain has gone and was getting an unparallel fucking pleasure, which she never thought or imagined before. They both were moaning. After some time he ejaculated in her cunt and she also felt that very experience of sex which is called orgasm and ecastassy. He lied on her body idle, and asked Rupali to insert her tongue in his mouth. She did so and he sucked her tongue for about 10 minuts.

After this intercourse Montu Kumar remained lying on her body for nearly 15 minuts. Then he withdrew his Cock from her cunt. That was wet with his semen. He observed that her vaginal canal was also filled with his semen. So Rupali did not get up for the fear of dripping his semen on her costly Lehenga and causing stains on it. She asked her Montu Kumar to give her Handkerchief from her purse. Keping the handkerchief on her cunt she rose and rushed to toilet with Montu Kumar… There she washed and cleaned her cunt with soap and water and also wiped off the Cock of Montu Kumar. After coming back her Montu Kumar asked Rupali “have you pinned your stole or chunri(Odhani) with some sari pin”. Rupali said “yes, do you want to make me naked”. He said “ Yes Now, I want to remove your clothes but not jewellery from your beautiful body” She unpinned her chunri from her blouse and he pulled away her chunri from her body making her bust open.

Now Rupali was only in Lehenga and low cut open Red blouse. He slowly started to remove her cloths. First he untied the laces and removed her blouse, then untied the knot of her Lehenga, due to its weight lehenga fell down on the floor. Then unhooked her red bra and with a notorious smile she threw these all garments on Montu Kumar . Rupali was naked now but wearing only jewels . He asked her to walk naked in the room for some time. Rupali was now in only in her heavy jewellery JHUMKA, Mang-teeka, one heavy necklace, kangans, Hathphool and Payal. He sat on the bed and asked her to lye in his lap. She did so. Caressing and fondling her breast he said “ Rupali , my darling you made me very satisfied in fucking I am happy with your cooperation in sex. I am lucky to find you as loving wife. I was dreaming a wife like you.” Rupali said “this is her pleasure also; I will keep you always satisfied in sex”

His Cock was oozing precum and her Cunt was also wet due to high excitement. He placed his Cock on the orifice of her cunt and catching her slim waist gave again a violent push from behind. His Cock buried in her cunt upto its end and she felt as if his Cock is reaching upto her heart. Actually his Cock went so deep in her cunt that it was touching her UTERUS. He was highly excited so he kept giving violent pushes.

And soon they reached to climax and felt HIGHEST OF ECASTASSY. Now his Cock was shooting out his semen in spurts and spurts into her cunt. Now she laid on bed on her stomach and keeping his Cock in her cunt her Montu Kumar also laid on her. They both were breathing high. After about 10 minutes they calmed down and became separated. We both were so satisfied which we never felt before. They fucked again and again till the morning

In the Dawn they laid on bed hugging each other, she was lying on him. they licked and kissed each others again and again. It was 6.00AM now so she changed to normal sari blouse and became normal as usual.

Continued

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