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“I didn’t want to go to another stupid work dinner, they’re stupid and I hate them,” whined Claire. They had just gotten home from dinner and Claire knew she was in for a spanking, she did not behave but she couldn’t help it she was just so mad. Mark didn’t say anything the entire ride home.

“Go to our room and stand in the corner, I will be up in a little bit,” Mark ordered. Claire stomped in the house, up the stairs and sat on the bed, no way was she going to the corner. Mark waited for her to go in the house then opened his trunk to retrieve a bag of items he bought at a baby store, Claire was in for a punishment this long weekend. He had bought the baby things a few weeks ago and was waiting for the right offense to use them to punish her. In the bag were some diapers, plastic panties, wipes, a small paddle, baby clothes in her size, a couple of baby toys, a pacifier and a pair of mittens. He smiled, closed the car door and headed into the house and up the stairs. “I told you to get in the corner,” he scolded.

“I’m not going to the corner, and what’s in that bag?”

“Go to the corner for five minutes then I will tell you.” She rolled her eyes and reluctantly went into the corner. He came up behind her and pulled her panties down and tucked the back of her skirt into the waistband.

“What the hell are you doing?” she screamed, she hated this kind of humiliation.

He gave her 4 hard swats, “do not use that language with me”.

After 5 minutes he invited Claire to join him on the bed. “You acted like a spoiled little brat tonight and so until Tuesday morning I am going to treat you like the immature brat you were behaving like.” She opened her mouth to try to protest and he reached for his belt buckle, which was enough to get her to shut up.

“Now here is how this is going to work, you will use your diapers and I will change you, I will also dress and bathe you. You will be punished like a immature brat, which means spankings and timeouts. I will not make you eat baby food, drink from a bottle or put you in a crib because that does not interest me, but I will make sure this is humiliating bursa escort for you. Now I will spank you because you did not behave tonight, then I will bathe you, diaper you and put you to bed.”

“Bed?! It’s only 9:00, this is ridiculous,” protested Claire.

“You’re not in control, now lay on the bed,” Mark said in his most condescending tone. He pulled her panties the rest of the way down and put her legs up in the diaper position and began spanking her with his hand. She still felt defiant so she pushed back and kicked him on top of his head, he reached into the bag to retrieve the paddle. “Get over my knee now, I am going to give you a paddling”.

“No please not the paddle,” she begged.

“You were bad and when you are bad you get your little bottom spanked with the paddle, now get over my knee unless you need me to help you.” She climbed over his knee and he gave her 10 swats on each cheek and then rubbed her bottom.

“Alright now it’s time to take a bath, let’s go to the bathroom so I can bathe you.” He took her hand and led her to the bathroom. Claire began to take off her clothes and Mark stopped her. “No, no Claire cannot undress herself.” He reached for her skirt and pulled it down. He then removed her shirt and bra, she felt so exposed it was horrible.

“Get in the bath baby,” he instructed. She rolled her eyes and sat down. Mark reached for a washcloth and some soap. “Now I am going to make you nice and clean, I will start with your bottom, get on all 4’s,” he instructed.

“No way am I doing this, this is ridiculous,” Claire blurted out.

“Now I am not going to ask you again, get on all 4’s or I will spank your little bottom with the paddle.” She didn’t want another spanking, so she reluctantly did as she was told. He started gently washing her with the washcloth.

“Now sit on your bottom and spread your legs, I need to clean the rest of you.” She was so humiliated and started to wish she had never misbehaved. He cleaned her off and washed her hair. “It’s time to get out of the bath now, I will get you in a diaper and in your pajamas then it’s bedtime,” he bursa escort bayan instructed. She climbed out of the bath tub and grabbed for her towel. “No little Claire, I will dry you off, you can’t dry yourself off,” he said. Claire, in a desperate attempt to achieve some modesty tried to use her hands to cover her pubic area. Mark gently taped her arm, “put your arms down so I can get you nice and dry.”

He dried her off then put her nightshirt on her, “lay down on your back now I am going to put you in a diaper.” She felt defiant again and tried to run out of the bedroom door instead. Mark ran after her and caught her, dragging her over to the chair, “I do not understand why you aren’t learning that bad girls get disciplined. You need to go sit in timeout now, 5 minutes,” he instructed.

“Can I at least get some clothes on first?” asked Claire.

“No, you were bad and you need to go straight to timeout or you won’t learn a lesson.”

“I am not sitting in timeout and I certainly not doing it naked,” argued Claire. Mark sighed and without a word grabbed Claire’s arm and pulled her over his knee.

“Then I am going to spank you, you are going to get 12 spanks and we will try timeout again.” He spanked her the promised 12 times then sent her to timeout. They were hard swats and Claire didn’t want to get anymore so she crossed her arms and stomped to the chair Mark was pointing to. After 5 minutes Mark went over to her, “why did you get punished?’ asked Mark.

“Why is it necessary to humiliate me like this,” barked Claire. “We both know why I got punished, so why do I have to repeat it back?”

“Because, I need to make sure you know why you are in trouble, now please tell me why unless you need me to use the hairbrush to help you remember,” Mark told her.

“Fine, you punished me because I tried to run out the door when I was supposed to lay down on the bed to get put in a diaper,” she said angrily.

“Now go lay down on the bed, let’s try this again,” Mark told her. She walked over to the bed and decided to listen instead of getting in trouble. bursa merkez escort “Oh no! You have little rash, I will have to put some diaper cream and powder on you.” Claire wanted to cry, this was so humiliating. He rubbed in some diaper cream and his finger brushed her clit Claire cooed. “You’ll have to wait until Tuesday for that, you’re being punished,” he scolded. He put her in her diaper then grabbed for some plastic panties. “Claire is all ready for bed now,” he told her.

“Can I at least have some sleep shorts?” she asked.

“No, you don’t get modesty, are you thirsty?” he asked. She nodded, she didn’t want to give in but she really needed some water. He put the mittens on her hands so she could not touch anything and then went downstairs to fill the sippy cup he bought full of water. He handed her the sippy cup and let her drink the water.

“Can I please go to the restroom?” she begged.

“No. You need to use your diaper then I will change you before you go to sleep.”

Claire was getting so mad, “I am not using this stupid diaper, it is so humiliating.” She ripped the diaper off and ran for the bathroom. He didn’t get to her on time for her to lock the door. He didn’t say a word, and waited for the bathroom door to open. When Claire walked out of the bathroom her fiancé had a very angry look on his face.

“Come here,” he instructed “and do not hesitate or I will use my belt to spank you.” She went over to him, eyes looking at the ground. “Over my knee, now,” he ordered. She bent over his knee and his hand spanked her hard. He didn’t say anything throughout the entire spanking, but Claire knew he was furious with her. When the spanking was over he instructed her to lay down on the bed. Her bottom was burning and she knew it was bright red so she laid down in the humiliating position. He re-diapered her, “you are going to timeout, then we will talk about your behavior then I will put you to bed. If you misbehave again I will spank you just as hard as the last time.” She went to sit in the chair and didn’t argue.

“What did you learn from timeout?” he asked her after 5 minutes.

“To listen,” said a very humiliated Claire.

“That’s a good girl,” he told her, “Now it’s time to put you to bed,”. He led her to their guest room and motioned for her to get into bed. “Good night I will see you in the morning,” he told her as he turned out the light and cracked the door.

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Matt awoke to a foot gently nudging his shoulder and his name being whispered by a soft, feminine voice.

“Matt… Matt, wake up…”

He smiled, remembering last night. He cracked his eyes open, hoping to see Katie semi-clothed or (fingers crossed) naked. Instead, the sun streaming through the window haloed the blonde hair of his human alarm clock.

“C’mon, wake up, little brother.” Amanda had made her way back to the dorm. “It’s almost 10 o’clock.”

Matt grumbled, rubbing his eyes. He sat up and looked around the room. Katie was not in bed and was nowhere in sight. Amanda was standing in front of him, wearing the same clothes as last night, albeit not as neatly.

“Whoa! Are you naked?!?” Amanda had seen his bare chest.

“Hmm? No, I have boxers on.”

Amanda shook her head.

“Oh, Matt… you’ve gotta be more careful. Did Katie see you like this?”

Matt’s mind flashed back to last night, when Katie yanked his boxers off and marveled at his erect cock.

“Yeah, I think so,” he replied.

“Great, she was already pissed at me for ditching you guys last night. I’m going to hear about this later.”

Matt smiled. He seriously doubted that she would be hearing the full story.

Amanda announced that she was taking a shower and walked into the bathroom she and Katie shared with their suitemates. Matt rolled over, grabbed his jeans from yesterday, and fumbled through his pockets until he found his phone. Seven text messages.

Five of the texts were from Sheila. She had messaged him multiple times the night before.

*I MISS U BABY*

*I HOPE UR HAVING FUN*

*CALL ME BEFORE U GO TO BED*

Then, twice more that morning.

*ITS OK THAT YOU DIDNT CALL LAST NIGHT. CALL ME TODAY OK?*

And, most interestingly,

*I THOUGHT ABOUT U LAST NIGHT*

The phrase “I thought about you” was Matt and Sheila’s code for masturbation. She had masturbated to a fantasy about the two of them last night. He felt a surge of guilt; he had cheated on his girlfriend. It was an odd feeling, if only because he felt no urge to confess. He knew he should, but he definitely did not want to. Also, he really wanted to have sex again. As soon as possible. And not necessarily with Sheila. Maybe the guilt would go away with time.

The other texts were from Katie, who had given him her phone number the night before just in case they got separated at the party. The first was a selfie from that morning; she was standing in the dorm room, wearing the same tanktop and panties he had seen slip under her sheets the night before. Her dazzling smile lit up the screen. The text below it read:

*GOOD MORNING SEXY. I WISH I’D HAD TIME TO WAKE YOU UP PROPERLY THIS MORNING BUT I HAD TECH REHEARSAL FOR THE PLAY. IF YOU STILL WANT TO GO TONIGHT MEET ME IN THE LOBBY OF THE FORBES CENTER AT 5.*

Matt stared at the photo for several minutes, transfixed by her piercing eyes and glowing smile. Amanda re-entered the room.

“So, did you have fun last night?” she asked. Matt frantically locked his phone to hide Katie’s photo.

“Uh… yeah. Yeah, it was great,” he stammered. His mind replayed the memory of Katie, writhing and grinding on top of him.

“And, Katie? She took good care of you?”

Another flashback, this time of Katie’s body twitching and quivering uncontrollably as they came together.

“Uh… uh-huh,” he managed to respond. He felt his penis stiffen at the memory; he adjusted the blankets, trying to hide it.

Amanda was wearing her cheerleading uniform. She told him that she had practice before the football game this afternoon and, if he wanted to go to the game, he could get a free ticket from the dorm building’s front desk. She apologized for abandoning him again, but she really had to go. He could use the shower in the shared bathroom. She didn’t think the girls from next door were here. Amanda smiled, waved goodbye, and was out the door.

Matt unlocked his phone. The photo of Katie greeted him and he smiled back at her. He scrolled down to see her second message.

*OMG! I JUST SAW THIS ON TWITTER!*

He clicked the link at the bottom of the message. It opened a video. Grainy, dark footage of the outside of Hamilton Hall, captioned with “big man on campus”. The video played automatically and he heard Katie’s orgasmic ecstasy from the night before.

“AH! FUCK ME! FUCK ME HARDER! FUCK ME DEEP WITH THAT VIRGIN COCK!”

Matt laughed in embarrassment. He knew that she had yelled directly out the window, and he knew that it was impossible that no one had heard her, but he had not expected it to be posted online. At least neither of them was visible in the video.

Groggily, Matt rose to his feet, rubbing his eyes and staggering. His head was throbbing. The events of last night had left him hungover and dehydrated. He stumbled into the bathroom, turned on the faucet, and stuck his face under it, drinking directly from it. He looked around the countertop for some kind of pain reliever. He pushed aside prescription bottles bursa eskort bayan and a birth control pill case until he found a bottle of aspirin. He fumbled it open, poured two pills into his hands, filled his mouth with water from the faucet, and tilted his head back, dropping the pills inside and swallowing.

Matt wandered back into Amanda and Katie’s room, kneeling down next to the futon to gather his toiletries out of his bag. He saw his phone again.

He should call Katie, he thought. No, he *wanted* to call Katie. He *should* call Sheila. Maybe a shower would clear his head.

***

The water temperature gradually warmed as Matt stood outside of the running shower. He stuck in his hand, confirmed it was safe to enter, slid his boxers off, and climbed inside, closing the opaque palm-tree patterned shower curtain behind him. He showered in a daze, rivulets of water running down his toned chest.

Last night had actually happened. He had lost his virginity. Finally. A small part of him was disappointed that he had not waited until marriage, but, mostly, he felt relief. The pressure was off, in more ways than one. And, now, he would be able to be the experienced hand that led Sheila into womanhood.

His thoughts returned to Katie. Her lithe body grinding against his. The taste of her pussy. The feel of her lips around his erection. The sound of her uncontrollable orgasm.

Matt felt his manhood twitch. Absentmindedly, he closed his eyes and allowed his soapy hands to find his penis. His fingers wrapped around his shaft, slowly rubbing up and down and around. He moaned softly, the sound lost in the steamy shower.

A distant thud brought him back to reality.

“Manda? Is that you?” called a vaguely-familiar female voice. Matt was sure he had heard it before, but he could not place it. He did not respond, terrified of being found masturbating in girls’ dormitory by a stranger.

The door to the suitemate’s dorm creaked open. Matt froze.

“Katie?” came the voice again, followed by a knowing giggle. “OH, I see… who’s in there with you?”

The fog in Matt’s mind cleared just enough to understand. His boxers were still on the floor. Clearly, this girl assumed Amanda or Katie was not showering alone. He heard footsteps get closer and closer to the curtain.

“Come on, bitch,” she said again. “You’ve never been this shy before.” A small hand reached inside the far end of the shower curtain. Matt panicked.

“Uh… uh… occupied?” he stammered.

“Who the fuck…?” she said in shock, throwing the curtain open. Matt frantically tried to cover himself with his hands and looked up.

He saw a short, curvaceous girl with sandy blonde hair, tied into a ponytail. The roundness of her voluptuous breasts was visible beneath her pink robe. He had seen her before. She had grabbed him by waist and attempted to kiss him outside the party last night.

Stephanie. Katie had called her Stephanie.

Matt stood, dumbfounded. He felt his face flush red with embarrassment. He had no idea how he was supposed to behave right now. She glared at him, but stole a glance at his body. Her eyes widened temporarily before she shook her head slightly and refocused.

“I said, who the fuck are you?” she demanded.

“I… I’m Matt,” he managed to utter, adding, “I’m Amanda’s brother.”

Stephanie visibly relaxed, then laughed.

“Oh, I am so fucking sorry,” she said. “I thought you were a… I don’t know what I thought.”

“It’s okay,” Matt muttered. “I didn’t think anyone was here.”

“I just got back. I crashed on a couch at Sigma last night,” she explained, closing the curtain, adding, “I’m Stephanie, by the way.”

Matt smiled to himself, knowing that she had probably passed out in a bush halfway back to the dormitory, given the state she was in the last he had seen her. He relaxed, safe alone inside his vinyl and tile box.

“Yeah, last night’s party was *insane*,” she giggled. “I made out with, like, five different guys.”

“Mmhmm,” said Matt, not sure how to respond.

“It would have been six,” she continued. “There was this hot guy out on the deck that was totally vibing me.”

“Oh?” he smirked, remembering how she had drunkenly fallen into him and he had been to shocked to move.

“Yeah, he was all over me, until Katie…” Stephanie stopped mid-sentence, before continuing with “Wait a second…”

The curtain flew open again and Matt panickedly tried to re-cover his semi-hard manhood. Stephanie looked him up and down, smiling.

“Oh my god!” she exclaimed. “It was you, wasn’t it?!? You’re the guy Katie blocked from me last night!”

“I… uh… yeah. Yeah, it was.”

“So, did you fuck her?”

Matt felt the redness return to his cheeks.

“Oh my god, you did!” she laughed. “She’s such a fucking slut! Are you even 18 yet?”

“Y-yeah.”

She shook her head.

“Fuck… the only way she can get laid is to steal guys from me,” she teased, adding, “at least she picked a good one bursa merkez escort – a *damn* good one – this time.”

Matt smiled nervously, before quickly asking “This time?”

Stephanie ignored his question.

“I just can’t figure it out,” she continued, running her fingers along the edge of her robe near her chest, looking his body up and down. “What does she have over me?”

Matt’s eyes were drawn to her chest. He knew that Stephanie saw him staring, but he did not care. His penis twitched beneath his hand. Her fingers slid down to the belt of her robe and hooked into it.

“I mean, she has those tiny, little mosquito bite tits,” she said, staring at Matt’s hands over his crotch and gently pulling the robe untied. Slowly, she opened the robe, exposing her full breasts. His eyes widened, staring without shame. Her breasts were round and firm, the size of ripe grapefruits, with dark, erect nipples the size of half dollars. The robe dropped to the floor behind her. Stephanie stood before him without shame, wearing nothing but a pair of yellow cotton panties. She ran her hands up her thighs, across her stomach, and up to her chest, squeezing. He felt his manhood throb.

“But I…” she continued. “I offer a little more, don’t you think?”

Matt’s eyes explored her full, womanly figure. He knew he was staring for an uncomfortably long time, but he could not pull himself away. He had never seen such magnificent breasts outside of pornography. A quiet voice in the recesses of his mind reminded him of an uncomfortable truth.

“I, uh, I have a girlfriend,” he managed to say.

Stephanie looked around playfully. “Where?”

“Where what?”

“Where is your girlfriend?”

“She’s… she’s not here,” he said, somewhat confused.

“Exactly,” she replied with a devious smile.

Matt smiled to himself. He had walked right into that one.

“Move your hands,” Stephanie commanded.

He obliged, exposing his semi-hard seven inches.

“Mmmm, you offer a little more, too, don’t you?” she grinned. He nervously chuckled. She tilted her head to the side, casually running her fingertips over her nipples. She reached up and removed her hair tie. She shook her head from side to side, her long sandy blonde hair cascading flirtatiously across her face.

Matt stood in disbelief, with what he was sure was the stupidest look on his face. How the hell was this all happening? Sex with multiple partners was something that happened to other people, not to nobodies like him. Besides, he had only lost his virginity to Katie so that he could have the necessary experience when it came time to have sex with Sheila.

However, it stood to reason that, if sex with one girl was good for experience, sex with two would be better, right? That was it. He was just making sure that he could perform at his best when it finally came time for Sheila to lose her virginity. After all, he wanted her to have the best possible experience her first time.

Even without booze, he was getting really good at rationalizing.

“Can I join you…?” she paused. “Wait, what’s your name?”

It was then that Matt realized he was about to shower with a girl he knew so little that she had not learned his name yet. They both laughed at the awkwardness of the situation.

“Matt,” he smiled. “I’m Matt.”

Stephanie slyly smiled as her hands slipped down her stomach, her thumbs hooking into the elastic of her panties. Slowly, she bent forward, sliding them down and letting them drop when they reached her knees. She ran her fingers up her thighs as she raised herself back up to her full, if diminutive, height. Matt’s eyes moved up her legs before stopping to gaze in lustful amazement. Where Katie had a trimmed, neat patch of pubic hair, Stephanie had none at all. She was waxed bare. Stephanie caught him staring and smirked.

“Mmm, you like it?” she flirted, running her finger along the bare patch. “Nice and smooth.”

Matt nodded, still staring.

Stephanie casually stepped into the shower, her eyes perusing his body, and closed the curtain behind her. She stepped towards him, running her fingers up his torso before wrapping her arms around the back of his neck. Matt felt her full breasts press against his bare skin; his cock lightly throbbed. He slid his arms around her back, pulling her close and bending down slightly. For the second time he felt her warm breath on his lips, but this time there was no one to stop them.

The kiss was passionate and deep. Their tongues slipped in and out of one another’s mouths. Their hands moved freely across warm, wet skin. Matt reached down, cupping and gently squeezing Stephanie’s voluptuous backside. He felt her fingers move from his neck, her nails dragging down his chest, across his stomach, and stopping at his upper thighs. Lost in their kiss, he realized what was happening only a moment before it did.

Stephanie’s nimble fingers wrapped around his shaft, squeezing it playfully, before steadily stroking. bursa sınırsız escort bayan Matt moaned, his kiss becoming more intense. Her other hand cupped his balls, mischievously kneading and tugging, as her hand swirled and slid up and down his cock.

“Oh, fuck yes,” he sighed, breaking the kiss. Stephanie looked up into his eyes, an impish grin spread across her face. Matt slid his hands around her waist and up her stomach before, eagerly, grasping both breasts, squeezing firmly. His cock pulsed in her hand.

“You like my tits, baby?” she cooed.

“They’re amazing,” he breathed in reply.

“Mmm, thank you,” she smiled, adding, “your hands feel really good…”

“So… so do yours…” he sighed. Her erect nipples called to him and he lightly pinched them.

“AH!” she squeaked in surprise. “Naughty boy.”

Stephanie’s hands moved faster, traversing every inch of his manhood. Begrudgingly, Matt removed his hands from her breasts in order to stabilize himself against the wall of the shower. The water cascaded down his body, splashing against Stephanie’s chest and dripping down to her hands, where it mixed with his precum, further lubricating his shaft. A soft moan escaped his lips.

Matt’s eyes were closed in ecstasy. He was lost in her touch, completely unaware of his surroundings until he felt a glorious pressure on the head of his cock. His eyes flew open.

Stephanie had dropped to her knees and was vigorously sucking the tip of his manhood, her hands now flying up and down his shaft. Her pale blue eyes met his. She winked, then inhaled his cock, the head rubbing the back of her throat.

“OOooh, fuck,” Matt moaned, struggling to keep his balance.

Stephanie’s head bobbed up and down, her hands still massaging his shaft and balls. Her experience was apparent. She knew exactly what to do to drive him wild. Her hands slid around his hips, cupping his backside and pulling him closer, forcing his cock deep down her throat. She held it there, her throat pulsing around his head. Matt shivered; his toes curled. After what seemed like an eternity, she leaned back, withdrawing his manhood with a gasp, a string of saliva stretching from her lips to his tip. Stephanie’s hands immediately moved back to his spit-covered shaft, furiously rubbing and swirling up and down. Matt nearly collapsed.

“Oh my god… oh my GOD…” he moaned. “I’m… I’m gonna…”

“Mmm… do it. Cum for me. Cum for me, please,” she begged.

Her words pushed him to the point of no return. He felt the orgasm build and he held off as long as he could. A loud moan filled the room as he gave in.

Matt’s cock throbbed as thin ropes of hot cum burst forth. The first shot made it all the way to her forehead, the long string trailing down her nose and across her lips. Stephanie flicked her tongue out, running it along her lips and moaning softly. She pointed his cock at her chest, her hands continuing to work his shaft. His cock spasmed and pulsed, coating her full breasts in his seed.

“Mmm, look at that hot load,” she said, giggling. “Katie couldn’t have been that good if you still had that much cum for me.”

She stood up, reaching up to grab the back of his neck and pull him into a deep kiss. He could taste his cum on her lips.

Awkwardly, they rotated positions, still kissing. Stephanie broke the kiss, turned to face the shower, and began rubbing her face and chest, washing off his cum. Matt was positioned behind her, greedily gazing at her soft, round backside. Playfully, he slapped his semi-hard cock against her ass cheeks. She giggled in reply, bending over slightly and bracing herself against the wall. The shower hit her back, rivulets of water running down her curves. Remembering his experience the night before, he knelt behind her, grasping her thick thighs and spreading them to see her dark pussy lips. His fingers slid along her thighs reaching her lips and separating them to expose the light pink of her wetness. With enthusiasm, he leaned in, licking slowly from clit to taint.

“Oh, yes,” Stephanie gasped. “God, I haven’t been eaten in *months*.”

Matt let out an inquisitive “hmm?” as he continued to run his tongue up and down her lips, occasionally probing it into her wet hole.

“C-college boys… they don’t like to… to eat pussy… they just – fuck – they just want to fuck and leave,” she moaned in reply. “Fuck yes, baby. Suck my fucking clit.”

Matt obeyed, licking across her lips to her clit and lightly sucking. In this position, his nose was slightly penetrating her hole. He breathed deep. Her scent was different, darker than Katie’s, but not unpleasant. She tasted sweet and sharp; her juices overwhelmed his senses.

He spun his body around so that his neck would be at a better angle. He buried his face in her thighs, sucking her clit into his mouth and teasing it with his tongue. Stephanie’s quivering thighs squeezed the sides of his head, covering his ears. If she was giving him any more instructions, he could not hear them.

Matt reached behind her, cupping and squeezing her backside. His lips released her clit and he started greedily lapping it with his tongue. In the distance, he heard her moan. He ran his fingers to her wet lips, using his index finger to tease her lips, up and down. She shuddered. He slid his finger inside, exploring her pussy.

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Julia is 19 years old. A size 12 with pert 38b breasts, short brown hair beautiful big brown eyes and lovely full lips. She is a student, as usual with all students she was short of money. She had a part time job working behind the bar in a nightclub called Johnny’s.

The money was ok but it was wearing her out. She couldn’t concentrate on her university work because she was so very tired.

One day as she was talking to her friend about her situation, a man leaned over the bar and handed Julia a card. She peered at the card but couldn’t really make out what was written on it in the dim lighting. The man said think about it and walked away.

Julia stuffed the card into her pocket and forgot about it, as the club got busy.

The next day as Julia emptied her pockets ready to put her clothing in the wash, she found the card. On one side was a telephone number on the other was simply written

ARE YOU BROADMINDED? Earn thousands in one night.

Julia looked at the card and laughed, she was about to throw it away. When something stopped her. She placed the card on a shelf and forgot about it.

A few weeks later Julia found the card once more. She stood looking at it and after a few minutes she decided that she was broadminded and picked up the phone. This has to be too good to be true thousands of pounds for one nights work. She was just about to hang up when a male voice answered the phone.

Julia listened as the man asked if she was broadminded, she answered yes. Then he asked her how many men she had had sex with. Julia blushed as she answered in a whisper. The man on the phone laughed and said ok darling. He then asked if she had or would ever have sex with a woman. Julia’s blush deepened as she told this stranger that she had once had sex with a woman. He then asked if she had ever been tied up, Julia answered no. He then wanted to know if she was willing to try it.

He outlined the bare bones of what would be required of her and then he mentioned an amount of money that she couldn’t believe. She made him repeat the amount twice more before her brain would take it in.

He gave her details of what she would need, told her to purchase them and to meet him 5 days later.

5 days later as she stood at the rendezvous point waiting. Julia began to have second thoughts and third and fourth thoughts. Just as she was about to turn and run away. A limousine pulled up the chauffer got out and opened the rear door. Julia slid nervously inside.

The interior was dimly lit. Inside sat a man and a woman. They both looked Julia up and down appreciatetively. The man asked her if she was wearing the items she had been told to purchase. She shyly nodded. The woman asked Julia to remove her coat.

Julia took a deep breath and shrugged out of her full length coat, revealing the stockings, suspender belt the open crotched panties and peephole bra she had been told to purchase.

The man grinned and licked his lips. The woman asked Julia to sit down opposite them and open her legs. She did as she was asked. The man decided it was time they introduced themselves. He told her that his name was Darrin and the woman was his wife Alicia. Julia introduced herself. Darrin handed her a drink. As she sipped it she glanced across at Alicia and realised that she didn’t have any panties on and that her skirt did nothing to hide the fact.

Alicia smiled as she saw Julia looking at her, and opened her legs so Julia could see that her cunt lips were wet and glistening. She then ran a finger along her cunt lips as Julia watched, sliding it along the length of her wet snatch then back until she encountered her clit, which she rubbed.

Julia felt her own cunt growing wet, she desperately wanted to feel her own clit and rub her nipples that were now popping through the purpose made holes in the bra.

Julia squirmed as she watched Alicia bring herself to orgasm. Darrin was watching Julia carefully, just when she couldn’t wait any longer he leaned over and took her right nipple and flicked his tongue around it as he sucked it into his mouth. Julia moaned as her ran his fingers round her clit and then slipped two fingers inside her cunt and finger fucked her slow and deep with his long fingers. She moaned and squirmed against his probing fingers. Feeling herself climax, Just as the chauffer lowered the dividing window and announced that they were minutes from their destination.

Julia was about to put her coat back on when Darrin told her not too. So she stepped from the limousine bursa eskort in just the underwear she wore. Darrin took hold of one of her hands and Alicia took hold of the other. Then they slipped a pair of handcuffs around them fastening them behind her back. She felt hands touching her as she passed. Tweaking her nipples. Even a hand between her legs sliding along her slippery cunt.

She was paraded around the room until every one of the thirty or so people present had touched her in some way or other.

Instead of repulsing Julia it only heightened her sexually. Making her so wet that she felt sure it was running down her thighs.

After being paraded round the room she was led to the centre of the room where there was a wooden structure. Alicia carefully removed Julia’s crotch less panties. Julia felt her hands being uncuffed. They were then raised above her head and placed in the straps on the structure. She felt her feet being spread slightly then attached to a strap on each side of the structure.

Julia was now spread-eagled stood up attached to a wooden structure.

The people in the room gathered round Julia. Two women stepped forward. One moved behind Julia, who was both a little frightened and excited, the other came to the front. The woman behind Julia rubbed her hands over Julia’s bottom. She then slapped Julia’s left bum cheek hard. The slap resounded round the room and made Julia gasp. Julia then felt an equally stinging slap land on her right bum cheek. Her body jerked forward. The woman standing in front of Julia took an ice cube off a table standing to the side, and rubbed it all over Julia’s breasts. Julia shivered. She didn’t know if the sensation was good or bad.

The woman behind was now striking up quite a rhythm, slap on the left cheek, slap on the right cheek. Pause just long enough to let Julia think she had stopped, then start again.

Julia’s bottom was now bright red and stinging. Her nipples were hard and standing so proud from her breasts that they hurt. Finally the woman behind Julia stopped and moved back into the crowd. A man walked out of the crowd in front of Julia smiled at her then walked behind her, taking the bucket of ice with him.

Julia was nervous wondering what he was going to do.

He took an ice cube from the bucket and rubbed it over her bright red arse cheeks.

Julia didn’t know whether to laugh or cry as the cold numbed the sting.

Just as Julia relaxed she heard something whistle through the air and land whack on her red wet cheeks. She couldn’t help it she screamed.

The woman standing in front of Julia took hold of her nipples one in each hand and pinched hard bringing tears to Julia’s eyes. She then took Julia’s right nipple in her mouth and suckled as the man behind continued to cane Julia’s ass cheeks to the delight of the crowd.

Then another man stepped out of the crowd walking towards Julia he took her tear stained face in his hands and kissed her mouth long deep and hard.

The woman moved back into the crowd as another man walked forward and knelt in front of Julia. He proceeded to lick her clit, taking his time. With each stroke of the cane Julia bucked her cunt forward onto his mouth.

The man kissing her had turned his attention to her breasts kissing and licking them all over.

Julia suddenly felt a cold wet sensation on her arse and her cunt at the same time; both men had taken ice cubes and were rubbing them over her arse and cunt respectively. Then she nearly screamed again when she felt an ice cube being inserted into her cunt.

She did scream when she felt her arse cheeks being parted and an ice cube inserted into her virgin ass hole.

As Julia screamed the crowd roared. Julia whimpered as she felt the ice melting inside her body.

Julia suddenly felt the wooden structure being turned first round and round slowly so all the crowd got to see her red arse with the cane welts upon it.

Then it was turned horizontal so Julia was lying face down still strapped in place.

She felt things being placed on her body. She felt the peephole bra being cut from her body and falling away. So now she was naked. She didn’t know what had been placed on her body until she heard someone announce dinner was served.

The crowd surged forward. She felt hands taking things from her body, and also rubbing things onto her skin. She felt people lapping at her skin making small shivers run through her body. Making her cunt really wet.

Hands touching rubbing bursa bayan escort licking and suckling at her skin. After what felt like hours but could only have been minutes, Julia came with a gasping shudder. The crowd cheered.

After she had been licked clean of all the food Julia was swung up the right way again. Another man walked forward from the crowd. She recognised Darrin, but shuddered when she saw he had a riding crop in his hand. Someone from the crowd walked forward and showed the crowd a large wet sponge.

He then walked behind Julia and wet her arse with the sponge. She jumped as she felt the water running between her arse cheeks and down her thighs.

Julia jumped at the first stroke of the riding crop. Darrin didn’t waste time between strokes he laid them on thick and fast until Julia’s ass was a mass of welts.

Julia felt herself being freed from her bonds. As her knees buckled she felt strong arms lifting her, carrying her towards the bed that was in the room.

After being placed on the bed face down she was told to get onto her knees. Knowing she must obey or be punished she did as she was told.

Now her red sore ass was sticking up in the air for everyone to see.

She felt a hard cock being thrust into her mouth. The man gently face fucked her while staring at her arse.

Julia felt fingers probing her wet cunt. Sliding up and down, making her moan.

She felt something warm and sticky land on her ass cheeks and knew someone had just come on her ass. Julia felt someone rubbing cum into her sore ass. It stung like mad. She felt her ass cheeks being spread and some thing cold was being drizzled over her virgin ass hole. Then some thing was pushing against her ass hole. She pulled her ass away from the probing. For this reaction she received six more slaps on her already sore ass. So when the probing started again Julia didn’t pull back. She sucked greedily on the cock in her mouth hoping to switch her mind from her sore ass from the probing finger.

After the finger had been eased into her asshole and run up and down a few times, she felt it being removed and something rubbery and slippery being inserted. God it hurt. It was so big. She could feel her asshole being stretched by what she guessed was a vibrator. It took a long time for the man to push the vibrator up her ass until it was as far as the large rubber balls on the vibrator.

The crowd cheered. They cheered even more when a woman crawled between Julia’s legs and began to lick and suckle her clit and cunt.

Julia felt the man in her mouth jerk and spurt his cum down her throat.

As the woman suckled her cunt she suddenly had the strangest sensation course through her body. She realised that the vibrator had been turned on and was vibrating up her asshole. It made her shudder and gasp. She twisted this way and that. The sensations got stronger. She gasped and shuddered and shouted as she had the most amazing orgasm.

The woman lapped at her cunt loving the taste of sweet nectar. The vibrator was sending crazy sensations coursing through her body. Julia didn’t know whether she wanted them to stop or not. So she moaned and gyrated her hips.

Suddenly the lapping at her cunt was replaced by something large and hot. A cock!

She felt the vibrator being pulled nearly out. Then she felt the hard hot cock gliding past her cunt lips and sliding along her slippery wet hole.

As the cock was being pushed up her cunt, she felt the vibrator also being pushed back up her sore ass. She moaned. The crowd cheered.

As the man fucked her cunt hard and fast, he fucked her ass almost as hard with the vibrator.

Julia began to groan, and thrust and grind her hips. Her cunt was tingling, her ass felt on fire but she loved it. As her orgasm built she howled like a wolf. The crowd roared. As Julia hit the peak of her orgasm, she gushed her sweet nectar all over the man fucking her. As he felt her cunt grasping his cock he groaned and shot his hot spunk high inside her, his spunk mingled with her cum and dripped out of her pussy round the sides of his cock.

A man slid himself underneath the two of them and started to lick the mixture of spunk and cum from her thighs and cunt lips. Julia shuddered she had never felt or experienced anything like this before. Her legs began to shake as she came again.

She felt the cock plop from her cunt.

The man under her, continued to lick and suck her cunt clean. Her legs bursa ucuz escort gave way and the vibrator in her ass eased itself out as her cunt buried itself into the man’s face.

She moaned as wave after wave of ecstasy washed over her body.

The man under her wriggled himself out. Julia lay absolutely spent.

As she recovered she sat up and looked around her. The group of people who had watched her so intently had now broken away into smaller groups and were in various stages of undress. Engaged in activities that before tonight Julia had felt were private.

She was fascinated.

Darrin and Alicia walked over to the bed with another couple. They smiled at Julia as she sat cross-legged on the bed watching. Darrin said he had wanted to thank her for the show and ask her if she had enjoyed herself. Julia smiled at him and said even though she had a bruised ass and a sore asshole she had enjoyed herself.

He asked her if she wanted to leave with him and his friends. Julia looked into the expectant faces and agreed.

They got up and walked towards the exit. Julia felt a hand snake around her waist. Then she felt a hand on her sore ass, gently stroking.

The chauffer once more opened the door for everyone to climb inside.

He smiled at the naked Julia and touched her red swollen ass as he helped her inside.

The interior was dimly lit, as before but now had four people inside. Five including Julia. Julia found herself on the long bench seat between the two men.

Darrin introduced the other couple as John and Ginette. Julia smiled at them both. She accepted the drink that Darrin offered her and swallowed the rum much too quickly choking slightly as the rum warmed her all through her body.

She felt a hand touching her breast and smiled to see it was Alicia. Her nipple grew hard under the gentle but firm touch. She felt a mouth close around her other nipple, looking down she was not surprised to see it was Ginette licking and suckling her nipple. Her pussy grew slick and wet. She moaned.

She felt large fingers touching her thighs, edging closer to her wet cunt. The fingers made contact with her wet cunt lips and she shuddered. She felt the fingers sliding into her wet swollen cunt. Two fingers slipped in easily. She moaned and moved with them as the slid up and down her slippery cunt.

She opened her eyes to see John grinning as his fingers fucked her cunt.

Darrin was watching as he stroked his own large stiff cock. John moved around until he was kneeling in front of Julia. He then removed his fingers replacing them with his long stiff cock. Julia moaned and came, grasping his cock with her cunt muscles. He thrust all the way in and waited for her orgasm to subside before he began thrusting. Making her gasp with each inward stroke.

Her nipples were being sucked it felt wonderful. Julia was gasping and writhing.

John gave a grunt buried his cock to the hilt and shot his hot spunk up her cunt. Julia moaned. She cried in protest as he pulled out.

She opened her eyes to see Darrin positioning himself in front of her. She felt his hot hard cock pushing at her cunt lips. His cock was large and he was finding it tight. So he moved back and Alicia moved down to Julia’s cunt sucked her clit and suckled her cunt, until she felt Julia grow wet she then slavered all over her clit and cunt making it so wet it was dripping.

Darrin positioned himself once more between her legs and this time he pushed and slipped inside Julia’s tight wet cunt. They both groaned as he thrust deep inside her.

As he fucked her he kissed her long and slow exploring her soft mouth as if caressing her.

She ground her hips against him and screamed as he came big jets of spunk hitting her deep inside. She howled with ecstasy as she came gushing her nectar all over his cock and balls. She felt Darrin withdraw from her as she slowly came back down to earth.

All four smiled at her. Ginette moved between her legs and licked until she was clean. She then kissed Julia. Allowing Julia to taste her own musky scent.

They all sat up and were sitting drinking as the limousine slid to a halt.

Darrin helped Julia into her coat. Your payment is in your coat pocket he said.

Julia felt the crinkle of paper in her pocket. Darrin smiled at her and said if she ever needed money again to just ring the number on the card.

As the limousine pulled away Julia looked at the cheque she had pulled from her pocket. She blinked and looked again, but the amount remained the same.

£10,000

Julia had an anxious wait until the cheque cleared but she needn’t have worried. Within ten days the money was safely in the bank. Her bruised bottom was once again normal and Julia was wondering if you could only be broadminded once.

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EARLY ONE EVENING

“You know, Mom? I like going out with Johnny but he keeps trying to get fresh with me. How should I handle him,” Barbara Baker asked her mother.

“How old is Johnny,” her mother asked.

“He’s my age, twenty years old.”

“What does he do,” her mother asked expecting Barbara to say something like, “He works in a super market.”

“He keeps trying to feel my breasts.”

Mother retained her composure and responded, “If I were twenty, like you, I would expect any twenty year old boyfriend to try to feel my breasts. If you like him, let him.”

THE NEXT DAY

“Mom, I let Johnny feel my breasts last night when we talked in the driveway. Do you know what he tried to do?”

“He tried to get under your blouse.”

“How do you know? Well, yes, he did and I let him. I let him unbutton my blouse and undo my bra, but then he wanted more.”

“I bet he tried to feel your stomach. He’s working his way down to your private parts.”

“How do you know? Was Daddy like that? Anyway, I slapped him and came in the house. What should I do about him?”

“If you want to let him get to your private parts, let him. If you don’t want to let him get there, come straight home and stop dating him. The poor boy is in agony. He doesn’t know it but his body is telling him to make you pregnant.”

“I don’t want to get pregnant now but I want to keep dating him. I want to stay a virgin until I marry. What can I do now to keep him?”

“There are several things you can do. The easiest thing to do is get him to jerk off. If he presses his stiff penis against you and tries to masturbate, let him, encourage him, praise him for doing it. You could give him a hand job. Do you know how to give him a hand job?

“Not really, Mom”

“A hand job is simple. You just take his dick in your hand and rub it back and forth, sometimes gently, sometimes, vigorously. Until he cums in your hands. escort bayan bursa Don’t worry. A handful of cum won’t hurt you.”

“And, what is a blow job?”

“You do the same thing only you do it with your mouth. Just be gentle on him. He will need that dick to knock you, or someone else, up some day. You know, it’s no big deal. With a blowjob, when he comes, he’ll want to come in your mouth. Let him. He’ll tell you, ‘Swallow it all, don’t lose a drop.’ Swallow it for him. A girl has to swallow a bucket of cum before she can become a grandmother. Once you or he gets the notion of a hand job or a blowjob, it all comes naturally.”

“Do you give Daddy blow jobs and hand jobs?”

“Your father really enjoys fucking me. He loves to fuck me in the ass. Sometimes I give him a hand job or a blowjob for a change of pace. Whatever you do, you have to have your man ejaculate to calm him down. Do you know what “ejaculate” means?”

“It means male him cum.”

“No matter how you handle him, after he comes, he’ll be calm for a while and you can control him, maybe”

“Mom! Do you and Daddy really do all those things?”

“Naturally, Daddy’s human. I wouldn’t want to marry a man who didn’t want to make physical love to me.”

“Did you enjoy doing all those things for Daddy?”

“Yes, I loved it. We still do it, just not so often. We enjoy each other.”

“Did you and Daddy actually do those things before you got married?”

“You were born three months after our wedding.”

“I’d like to let Johnny go further than feeling my boobs”

“Let him.”

“It’s uncomfortable in his truck.”

“I can fix that problem. I’ll tell Daddy about your problems and he will agree with me that you need privacy and comfort. I’ll get him to go to bed after the eleven o’clock news on nights when you are out with Johnny. You can invite Johnny in to watch a late movie and have the living room all bursa sinirsiz eskort to yourself. The rest is up to you.”

“Oh, Mommy, you are a dear.”

THE NEXT NIGHT

After spending some time bowling and stopping for a soft drink and muffin, Johnny suggested they go parking down by the waterfront.

“Like I told you before, Johnny. I am uncomfortable making out with you in those bucket seats that you have in your truck. I want to go home.”

“But it’s early yet.”

“Yes, it is. We can play Monopoly in the kitchen or we can watch TV with my parents. They will go to bed early and we can “not-watch” a late movie.”

“And if your parents don’t go to bed early?””

“Then you won’t get to play with my boobs.”

Reluctantly, Johnny agreed to spend the evening watching TV with Barbara’s parents.

With a wink of her eye, Mrs. Baker suggested to her husband that they watch the ten o’clock news instead of the eleven o’clock news and go to bed early. He agreed. Promptly at ten thirty, the couple retired for the evening.

“There’s a musical on Channel Four,” Barbara suggested.

“There’s a war story on Channel Eleven,” Johnny said.

“Do you think you’ll watch it,” Barbara asked.

“I’m more likely to watch that than a musical.”

“We can watch your war story but there will be no kissing until it’s over,” Barbara said.

“We will watch your musical,” Johnny responded.

“They settled on watching the musical but they didn’t watch much of it. Before the opening credits were complete, the young couple were locked in a loving embrace.

“You’re wrinkling my blouse,” she whispered as he kissed and licked her ear. His hand was fondling her breast.

“I’ll help you take it off,” he said as he let go of her breast.

Barbara’s blouse landed on the wing back chair across the room.

“I’m having trouble undoing the escort bayan last snap on you bra.”

Barbara reached back and unsnapped it for him. The bra landed on the floor near the wing back chair.

He sucked a nipple as his hand reached under her skirt. She kissed him tenderly on the back of his neck.

“What color are your panties?”

“Look for yourself.”

“Oh, they’re yellow. I like yellow panties.”

“I think you would like any color panties if I showed them to you while I am wearing them.”

Johnny was too busy feeling Barbara’s crotch through her panties to respond. He leaned against her; she took the hint and lay back on the couch. He pressed his dick against her soft stomach and masturbated. He came in his pants. In a moment or two, he sat up and admired the beautiful girl lying before him.

Barbara closed her eyes. Her right hand slipped into her panties. She reached for her crotch. She pushed the gusset of her panties aside and started manipulating her clitoris. Completely fascinated, Johnny watched a sight he had never imagined before. Her hips began to move up and down. His penis snapped to attention. He unzipped his fly and took his penis out.

Barbara opened her eyes when she heard his zipper. She felt his refreshed hard-on knock on her door.

“Get rid of your trousers,” she said quietly.

Johnny fumbled only a little as he dropped his trousers to the floor. Although it was only the first time he had removed a girl’s underpants, he handled the problem like a pro.

Throughout, Barbara kept manipulating her clit with her right hand but now she reached with her left hand and guided Johnny’s hard on into her virgin vagina. She hadn’t ever been finger fucked yet.

“OOOWW,” she screamed as her hymen tore and Johnny’s withdrew his rapidly shriveling penis.

“Get back in, Johnny. Finish fucking me.”

Johnny quickly pumped his penis back to attention, never noticed the modest blood flow, inserted his penis, and deposited a load of cum deep in Barbara’s cervix..

THE NEXT MORNING.

“How did it go, last night,” Barbara’s mother asked.

Barbara looked lovingly at her mother, kissed her gently on the forehead, and said. “You’re a good teacher.”

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A big thank you to estragon for editing suggestions and Darkniciad as well. I do hope you enjoy this short and sweet little write. ~ Red

The cursor blinked rapidly in front of her face as she bit down on her lower lip and sent the text message. It was a simple question, one Lily waited to see answered. A sound from the gentleman sitting across from her made her look up. He caught her stare; she blushed and looked back down at her new laptop. She always used her phone for texting and talking to her friend, but today she’d opted to bring the laptop because she had a lot of work to do and it would serve her better than her phone. She ignored the rumbling of the train as she waited for her online boyfriend’s message to come back to her.

Her message icon blinked orange and she clicked on it. A smile drifted to her lips, small and barely noticeable, but it was there.

Todd: Black stilettos.

She wrote back about how typical a color and that maybe the girl should have left wearing bright pink pumps or neon orange ones.

Todd: Oh? Do you think that would go well with her black skirt and white blouse?

Her smile became a smirk, as she typed a splash of color is a nice way to dress up such a boring woman. She could see Todd just shake his head at her amusement and teasing, and smile briefly.

They had been communicating online for a long time. Though hundreds of miles separated them, they were only seconds away from each other online. She typed back asking him what the woman looked like. Was she plain? Boring? Pretty?

This was a game they played. Todd rode into work every morning on a train and she, already at work, would IM or text him. She would pick the gender for him to describe and he would of course pick the person. This morning was the exception to their typical exchange. She had to make a business trip, so for the first time she was able to communicate with him in a setting like the one he experienced every day. She wasn’t surprised to learn he’d picked a woman wearing a pair of black stilettos. Todd had a thing for shoes.

Todd: She’s pretty. I guess. Not as pretty as you. Kind of hard to tell really.

Lily blushed. Todd had her picture and he had called her lovely, beautiful, sexy and yes, pretty. She smiled at the memory of the first day she’d sent him a headshot of herself. In her opinion her cheeks were too round and her smile too wide. But he had loved it, or so he said and from that point on, she slowly began to feel more comfortable in her own skin.

Todd: Still there?

She bit down on her lower lip and answered his reply, apologizing for her lack of response. She quickly asked why he couldn’t tell if the girl was pretty or not.

Todd: She’s sitting across from me, on the other bench and people keep jostling past her. So I can only get a glimpse here and there. She looks pretty though, your turn. Pick a man, any man.

Lily’s brow furrowed, until she got the point. Todd wanted her to play too. She was all for it and secretly had hoped he’d asked her to play. After all, usually she had no one new to describe. Lily spent her workday sitting in an office, where the same people passed by every day. She’d already described all of them. Her gaze drifted over to the man who had noticed her. She had to peer around a woman who had gotten up to find another seat, but the brief exposure of her quarry had been enough.

She answered back that the gentleman looked to be in his early thirties, and had brown hair. He also wore a pair of gray trousers and sports coat.

Todd: So pretty much your typical business guy. Leave it to you to find someone exciting.

Her shoulders shook at his description. She wrote back that he was a “typical business guy” and when Todd concurred with her description of him, he confessed that he too was wearing the same thing as the man she was looking at, but his pants and coat were more of a dark charcoal color.

They commutes continued as did their talk, so the game, as usual, was abandoned and those around them went ignored. Every so often Lily would glance at the gentleman she’d described to Todd, but that was all she’d do. When it was apparent that the train was slowing down, she looked up and noted where she was. She said her goodbye escort to Todd, closed her laptop and hurriedly shoved it into its bag.

She rose from her seat and made her way to the door, just as the train came to a stop. The man, whom she had noticed and described to Todd, looked up and smiled at her. Her stomach twisted as she stared back. His brows furrowed slightly, but neither of them spoke to the other. She gave him a small smile, turned away and left the safety of the car behind her.

When she arrived at the office that had been assigned to her for the week, she opened up her laptop and set to work on several of the company’s laptops. After working for an hour, and accomplishing enough to justify taking a break, she logged back into her IM and saw an offline message from Todd.

Todd: She had a splash of color. A pink ribbon in her hair, holding back a braid, no neon shoes, but still color.

Lily smiled and typed back asking if the back of her hair was the only thing he’d noticed? The message was answered very quickly with a “no” and “she had a nice butt too.” Laughter spilled out of Lily’s lips. She and Todd spoke for a short while, until duty called and both had to leave. He asked what her plans for the evening were and she explained she would be going out for supper, but maybe she’d sneak off to the ladies’ room, if he’d leave her a sexy voice mail.

Todd: I shall. I’ll tell you what. I’m having a business dinner with our CEO and a few other folks from the office. We’re going to Georgio’s, why don’t you eat Italian too and imagine us having the same meal. We’re eating around six.

She grinned and wished he could see her smile. Seconds later he did; she took a quick picture of herself with her webcam and shared it with him. Her hair was down, where before she had pulled it back to keep the flyaway curls from falling into her face while she worked. But the tension of the morning’s activities had left her with a slight headache. The pressure of her twined up locks had taken its toll on her scalp. He thanked her for the picture and told her again how beautiful she was. They logged off and once again Lily went about her day, this time with thoughts of Todd and how much fun it would be to actually share an Italian dinner with him.

When she left the office she had been happy to discover that Georgio’s was a well-established chain, with six locations spread out over the country, including the one just a few blocks from her hotel. She made a reservation for herself, and pondered what dish Todd would be choosing. On the train ride back to her hotel, she looked for the man in the gray trousers, but didn’t see him. She pulled out her phone, keeping the laptop tucked securely by her side. She sent Todd a message, curious if he too were on his way home.

Todd: Hey there sunshine.

Lily answered, pecking away at the keyboard of her cell. She told him of her day and he spoke of his. She mentioned she’d eat Italian and think of him. Before hanging up she made him promise to leave a sexy voice mail, and she promised to leave him one.

Back at her hotel, Lily showered and shaved. She laid out the clothes she wanted to wear and blow dried her red hair. It hung in curly waves down her back and over her shoulders and breasts. She stared at her reflection and imagined Todd looking at her, admiring the color of her skin, the sprinkling of freckles that seemed a contrast to her ivory complexion. Her breasts were round, soft and just barely more than a handful. Her sex was shaved bare and her lips flared slightly, allowing a hint of the darker inner flesh to show itself.

Her hands traveled across her chest, down her abdomen and pressed against her mound. She teased herself until she was forced to slide onto the bed. With a trembling hand, she reached for her cell phone and pressed the speed dial number that would reach Todd’s phone. She knew there was a chance he’d pick up, but there was also the chance she’d get his voice mail.

As she touched and rubbed herself closer to a pending release, the recording came on. She cursed softly and quickened her pace. When the waited-for beep rang through, she knew her sounds were being recorded. Lily vigorously played with herself until her moans, grunts, and bursa eve gelen escort mutterings of love cascaded into Todd’s phone. She told him she loved him, hung up and closed the cell phone with one finger.

She lay there for several minutes, basking in the joy of her orgasm. A few minutes later, her phone vibrated and her ringtone sounded. She picked it up and saw Todd’s number. He would either be calling her back to thank her for the voice mail, or making his own climax known via a recording.

Lily bit her lip and waited for her phone to tell her she had a message. When it stopped ringing and then chirped that she had a voice mail, she grinned. Lily quickly listened to her messages and heard the grunt of Todd’s release and the curses that often accompanied his coming. The shot heard round the world, she thought.

That night Lily headed to dinner, alone. She wore a pink dress, and pink ribbon in her hair, along with a pair of pink stilettos. Her stockings were cream-colored, but her undergarments matched the clothes she wore. The lace thong, shelf bra, and garter set enhanced her complexion as well as her freckles, but that beauty was shielded from prying eyes.

The cab driver delivered her safely to the restaurant and though she received a funny look when she told the attendant she was dining alone, she didn’t mind. Lily had expected it. She was given a table near a window, where she could gaze at the city as well as several of the guests that were eating at the lovely Italian restaurant.

An attendant came by and ran through the wine list as well as the house special for the evening. She ordered a red wine and perused the menu, every so often looking up to see who was eating and what they were enjoying.

To her left and several tables away were four people, two men and two women. They laughed and smiled at each other, and occasionally would take a bite of their meals between whatever they were discussing. The food one man was eating looked delectable, so when Lily was asked what she would want for the evening, she asked the server to discover what the man was eating and she would have the same as him. The server agreed and Lily watched as he casually walked past the table with the four diners.

He then circled back, with the pretense of refilling her water glass and told her the name of the dish. Lily ordered it and quietly waited alone for her meal to arrive. While she did, she pulled out her phone and sent an offline message to Todd. She told him that she had found a Georgio’s near her and she was dining there right now. She explained what meal she was eating and how it felt strange to eat in such a pricey place alone. She told him she approximately what time she was going to go to the ladies’ room and warned him that he was expected to go too.

Her food arrived and she enjoyed the rich sauce and the al dente pasta. The flavors exploded on her palette and as she savored every bite, she noticed the women who were laughing with the two men. They were stunning creatures; a raven haired beauty and a blond, but they were dressed conservatively, which made Lily feel as if the dinner was more formal than pleasure. She looked away when one of the men caught her staring at him. She felt her skin grow heated as she saw from the corner of her eye that the man was trying to get the other man’s attention.

Lily noted the time, grabbed her purse and rose from the table; she passed her attendant and told him that she needed to use the ladies’ room. He whispered the directions to her, and she left, slipping past various tables and guests. Once behind a locked stall, she opened her phone, slipped her hand under her skirt and behind her panty.

The sound of Todd coming over the phone for her was more erotic now that she knew he was doing the exact same thing. She listened to his climax over and over again. While she did, Lily was fingering her clit and rubbing vigorously the swollen wet lips of her pussy. When she came, she swallowed the moan that threatened to expose her antics to unknown listeners.

Lily wiped her hands and her sex with toilet paper, then quickly texted Todd, telling her about her orgasm and how naughty she felt. He answered back, shocking görükle escort her that he was online at the same time as her.

Todd: I would love to clean you up, right now.

She told him the feeling was mutual.

Todd: To shove you against a wall, lift your skirt and drive my dick between your slick folds. Right there in the bathroom, with no one around, just you and I.

Lily asked him if he was still in the bathroom.

Todd: Yeah, wanna call me? lol

Lily smiled at the thought; she held the phone in one hand and smoothed down her dress before leaving the stall. She texted back that she would love to call him and waited for his reply. Her reflection in the mirror was bright and full of a sensuous glow. She picked up the phone just as his text came over the waves.

Todd: Fuck yes. They don’t need me at the dinner table.

A giggle left Lily’s lips; she left the bathroom with her phone in her hand. She stopped inside the hall of the restrooms and pressed Todd’s speed dial number. He answered before the first ring had finished. She grinned and leaned against the wall behind her. He whispered to her that his cock was hard and that he wanted her on her knees in front of him. His fingers, he wanted buried in her hair. He told her that he needed to look down at her, and catch her staring back up at him.

Lily listened and shifted nervously on her feet as desire slowly began to build deep inside her belly. She could hear a large party of guests milling about. Her pussy tightened as Todd’s breath began to sound more labored. A figure moving down the hall toward her made her face pale. She covered the phone.

“One of the restaurant managers said that the men’s room was out of order,” she lied. The man grumbled and Lily gave him an apologetic smile. After he was gone she returned the phone to her ear and opened the bathroom door.

The men’s room was quite different than the ladies’. It was furnished in a much more masculine way. The wallpaper was darker as was the wood trim, and a leather bench sat along one wall. She sat down and slipped off her shoes. Todd’s voice echoed around her. She heard him in stereo as he cursed that someone had come into the bathroom. A smile rose from her lips as she listened to his phone close and his pants being zipped. She tucked her phone into her purse and waited for him to step out of one of the stalls. When he did, she rose up and waited.

She heard the sound of water running and knew he was washing his hands, but still she did not make her presence known. The sound of the dryer blared through the interior of the men’s room as Todd dried his hands under the scorching heat and tornado like winds that were pushed out. Only when she heard him take a step toward the bathroom door, did she round the corner and expose herself.

They stood there staring at each other for what seemed like an eternity.

Lily was the first to break the silence. “My business trip wasn’t in Nashville; it was here in New York. I remembered your train route, the one you mapped out for me back when we first met. I also prayed to God that you wouldn’t alter your routine, that all of this would work out the way I dreamed”

He said nothing as she chewed on her lower lip.

“I was on the train, the woman in the boring clothes and the pink ribbon in her hair,” she pulled out the ribbon from the bottom of her purse. It lay between her fingers as she showed it to him. “I wasn’t sure if you’d recognize me or not. I didn’t want you to. I purposely kept my hair back and I wore more make-up than a super model on a photo shoot. Oh, and these,” she pulled out a small plastic container and held it up, “colored contacts,” she admitted.

She watched him come to the realization that it was all real. That she was the woman on the train and she was in the same restaurant as he was and that she truly was standing in front of him. He closed the distance between them and grabbed her by the arms. Their lips touched and their fingers pulled and tugged at the clothes they wore. He pulled away and looked down at her, once more she saw him questioning the reality of it all.

“I’m not fucking you in this bathroom,” he suddenly said, breaking through the disbelief that had left him speechless. He opened his phone and she listened as he excused himself from the dinner he had been taking with his CEO, and two female co-workers.

Hand in hand they left the restaurant and when they arrived at her hotel, it was with the idea of living out many of their online fantasies.

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[The story so far: I’ve recently divorced my wife, and am raising my son by myself. After a long abstinence, I’ve met a woman (Angela) and we’ve been indulging in anal sex, new to both of us. My babysitter (Samantha) has watched us have sex, and confessed to Angela. That set Angela thinking, and she said she wanted me to flirt with Sam, and let Sam flirt with me, but without letting Sam know that it was planned. Also, Angela and I have been watched by Angela’s neighbour, Peter, while we had sex in the garden. The next day, we had a threesome with Peter, giving Angela her first double penetration.

Angela has informed me that she’s off to the US for a year, just as we’re getting close.

After catching Sam watching a recording of Angela and I have sex, resulting in a charged encounter between us, I snuck into Sam’s room and wanked off over her.

The cast:

Me: 36 yrs male

My son: Daniel

My girlfriend: Angela, 40 yrs

The babysitter: Samantha, 18 yrs

Samantha’s dad: Bill

Samantha’s brother: David

Bill’s late wife: Michelle

Bill’s girlfriend: Barbara

Angela’s friend: Jules

My ex-wife: Sharon

Daniel’s friend: Stephen

Stephen’s parents: Ken and Simone

Peter: Angela’s young neighbour

Charlie: Angela’s friend

Jules: Angela’s friend (never met)]

*

I woke early on Friday morning morning, and went downstairs before Daniel awoke to have a quiet breakfast for once. Sam was already there, reading a book over a cup of coffee. She was wearing a dressing gown over her pyjamas. Damn., I thought, I was looking forward to some fine jiggling tits this morning. She looked up as I stood there in just my boxers, and looked down the length of my body.

“Oh, hi Sam, I didn’t expect you to be up.”

“I, er, I didn’t sleep much last night, and I woke up early so I thought I’d come down and read.”

“Oh? I hope I didn’t keep you awake?”

She stared at me. “What…. what do you mean?”

“Well, you know, pottering about the house after you’d gone to bed.”

“Oh, I see. No, it wasn’t you. It was… well, last night.”

“Sam I told you, don’t worry, it happens to us all.”

“But I watched you and Angela, that’s a terrible thing to do. That was private.”

“Listen Sam, I don’t care. It’s my fault, as I said. Don’t sweat it.”

“But – “

“But nothing Sam, drop it, it’s not important. Now, do you want a top up of that coffee?”

She started to say something else, and then stopped. “That’ll be nice,” she muttered.

“One more thing… I wouldn’t normally wander about the house in just my undies with you around… but I figure that as you saw me in the same state when sunbathing, you won’t mind. Is this OK with you?” I pointed down to my groin as I said that last part.

She glance at me, involuntarily, and flushed, looking down at her book again. “Err, yeah, that’s fine Andy.”

I made my coffee, and sat the other side of the breakfast bar from her. She remained engrossed in her book. I took it off her, closed it, and put it down.

“Sam, listen to me. What you saw yesterday was something Angela and I like to do occasionally. We like to record ourselves, so that when one of us is away, the other one has something to … amuse themselves with. Remember the last time I went to a conference, and you nearly stayed over? Good job you didn’t as Angela had left some photographs and a DVD lying around, as a welcome home present, and they were more intimate than what you saw last night. Although I’ve never yet found that DVD, strangely. It must have fallen behind or under some furniture.”

She flushed deeply again. Ah ha, that’s the proof. She had been over in that week, and certainly had the other DVD.

“The fact that you found it arousing is… well, it’s a complement really. It’s no different to watching porn, which I’m sure you’ve never done, but millions have. It’s harmless, as long as the people making it are having fun. And Angela and I were certainly having fun when we made that.” I looked away, smiling to myself, remembering how good it felt to fuck Angela in the ass while the vibrator buzzed away in her cunt. “Boy, did we have fun,” I said, softly.

I looked back at her. “Anyway Sam, seriously, there’s no harm done. In fact, when I thought about it last night, it actually got me quite excited to think that you were getting off on watching us… Oh Sam, stop blushing, it’s quite natural. When I was your age, I watched quite a few people have sex at parties and the like, hiding in the shadows while they ground away on each other. Again, if you haven’t got an outlet yourself, it’s perfectly natural to take matters into your own hand. Hell, remember me saying that I still wank even though I’ve got Angela?”

She turned away when I said that, obviously embarrassed or ashamed of watching me wank so often. Then I remembered that Angela had told Sam to watch us one night.

“Just one thing Sam. Please don’t say Ankara escort anything about this to Angela. OK, so we might not make it through her time in the US, but at the moment, she means a great deal to me, and I’d hate for her to think that you and I were up to anything behind her back. I know I reached out and touched your breast, but… well, let’s just say it was a moment of weakness. You standing there, obviously in heat, I’d watched you a bit from the window… I couldn’t help myself. Please, don’t say anything. It won’t happen again, I promise.”

Sam looked at me. “Oh, no Andy, I won’t say a word. I understand.” She was fighting back a smile, so at least she was coming round a bit. “Talking of Angela, are you seeing each other this weekend?”

“Tomorrow, I’m not sure when. She’s out tonight with the girls from work to celebrate her coming promotion.”

She cracked another smile, trying desperately to hide it. “Oh, Andy, before I forget. I noticed this morning that someone’s spilled something on my bedclothes, there are a few drops of something spattered over the duvet cover.”

I looked down, pretending to be embarrassed. Ah, so the mouse has decided to play with the cats has she? Excellent!!, I thought. “Oh really,” I said. “Sorry about that, I didn’t notice when I made the bed up.”

“That’s strange Andy, as I didn’t notice them when I went to bed either. It’s as if something dripped on them last night. Maybe you’ve got a leak in the ceiling?” She was fighting that smile still.

“Oh, er, yes. I’ll go take a look now. I’ll be back in a minute.” I headed upstairs, into her bedroom, smirking to myself. She must think she’s so clever, I thought. Little does she know the rules have changed after Angela gave me permission fuck the little virgin. I quickly lifted up her duvet, breathing in deeply, sniffing. Yes, the horny little minx had wanked last night, I could smell her in the air.

After a few moment, I went downstairs, this time with Daniel, who I woke up en route. “No damage visible,” I said as we walked back into the kitchen. “I’ll keep any eye on it in case there are any more leaks.”

She smiled her agreement, and then bent down to pick up Daniel and start getting his breakfast ready. The next hour was a blur as all three of us got ready, with no more talk about last night. When Daniel was finally ready for school, he ran out to the car and got sat into the drivers seat, pretending to drive, like he always did. I quickly picked up my wallet, phone, and so on, and started to head for the door.

Then Sam called out from upstairs. “Andy! Are you still there?”

“Yes,” I shouted back up the stairs.

“Could I have a word for a minute? Up here?”

I went upstairs, following the sound of her voice as she called me into her room. She was stood there in her bra and knickers, the red lacy pair that she’d bought when out shopping with Angela, and that she’d stuffed into a bag when I had entered the room with coffee. I stopped still, taking her in. The red material looked great on her creamy white skin, and her tits were cupped beautifully.

She looked down at herself, as if suddenly realizing what she was wearing. “Oh Andy, I’m sorry. Is this OK? I mean, you saw me in my bikini at the weekend, so this is about the same. You don’t mind, do you? It’s just like your boxers this morning…” She smiled at me knowingly as she said it.

I shook my head, silently. She walked up to me, till she was standing very close. As I was quite a bit taller than her, I had to look down. Her cleavage beckoned me, and I could see her nipples erect underneath, pushing against the material. “It’s just that I forgot to ask something earlier in the week. It’s my dad, you see. Well, bloody Babs to be exact. She’s getting some work done on her house this weekend, and was going to move out to a friends for the few days. But dad’s invited her to stay at our place, and… well – “

” – and, you don’t want to be at home?”

She smiled again. “Exactly. I know it’s asking a lot, but could I stay here? It’s only for a few days, Tuesday, or Wednesday at the latest. I’ll stay out of your way, honest. And I won’t watch any more DVDs without asking you first.” She reached up to straighten my collar a bit, the lift in her arms emphasising her large breasts even more. Jesus, this girl is good when she puts her mind to it, I thought.

“Would that be OK?” she asked.

I smiled at her. “Of course Sam. Stay as long as you want. You know it’s no bother.”

“Great,” she said. “Just a couple of ground rules first though Andy, after last night. First, try to keep your hands to yourself. As you said, you don’t want Angela to be thinking that there’s something going on between us.”

“Of course. Although it will be difficult if you keep dressing like you are now” I answered.

She smiled bashfully, and then continued. “Secondly, I’ll see if I can find out what’s causing those drops on the bed. As it was at night, maybe it’s something Escort ankara to do with the hot water system going off for the night, and the flow of water changing, pipes cooling down, that sort of thing. I’ll try to sleep lightly, so that I’ll wake up if I hear anything odd. Then I’ll just lay very still in the dark so that I can hear the slightest noise.”

“OK,” I said, delighted that she was going to play the game.

“Third, it was awfully hot in here last night, even with the window open. Would you mind awfully if I slept naked at night?”

I smiled, but tried to look like I was fighting to keep the smile down. “Well, Sam, that’s up to you. Just don’t let me catch you wandering round the house naked, alright?” My cock was showing signs of interest at this point.

“Oh, I promise Andy. My only concern is that I sometimes need an extra glass of water at night, particularly when I’m all hot and bothered. So if you do hear me creeping about, I’ll just be going to refill my glass, so don’t you worry about it. Just stay tucked up in bed real nice, and I’ll soon be back in mine again.” She looked down then, right at my groin, I’m sure. Jesus, this girl could seduce a 110-year old hermit.

“Oh, I’ve just thought of something else. What if I do spot the issue with those drops? Should I get up immediately, and come and get you, which means I’ll be naked. Or should I get dressed and come and get you, which takes a bit longer and might mean it’ll be too late to prevent some serious damage?”

“Er… you’d better come immediately Sam. Better safe than sorry, and all that.”

“But Andy, can I trust you? Remember when my blouse was undone yesterday, and you touched me like this – ” She ran one hand over the curve of her breast as it bulged out over the bra, then down to her nipple, breathing in deeply as she did so. ” – you said you couldn’t keep your hands off me? How are you going to manage if I’m totally naked?” She breathed in deeply, pushing her tits out even further, one hand still resting lightly on her tit.

My cock was rock-hard by this point, squashed into my jeans, throbbing intensely. “I’ll try Sam, I’ll try. That’s all I can say.”

She gave me a huge winning grin. “Good! And one last thing Andy…”

“Yes?”

“Some time tonight, preferably after I’ve gone to bed so that it’s not intrusive, could you maybe find something to do with that?” She stepped back a bit and pointed at my cock. “I know it must be frustrating for you to have someone like me around, standing here in my lingerie, pleasuring myself on your sofa, watching your DVDs. And I’m sorry, I’ll do my best not to… er, affect… you too much. But if it does get too much for you, please don’t hold back on my account. I’m sure you can find something to do in the middle of the night to help you relieve yourself…”

The dirty little minx is basically begging me to come in and feel her up again. I like this girl!

“After all,” she continued, “I can hardly complain after you watched me on the sofa last night, can I? Who knows, maybe if we’re both feeling frustrated, we could – “

The car horn tooted. Dammit, I’d forgotten that Daniel was waiting to go to school!

“We could what?” I asked, hoping she was about to say we could watch each other.

“Oh, nothing Andy. Just silly talk. Go now, Danny’s waiting.” I waited a moment to see if she would say anything else, but she was turning to go back to her clothes and make up. As I walked to the door, I heard her say “Oh!”

I turned back to her, to see her facing away from me, bent over, her hands on the bed as though she’d fallen and caught herself, her back arched, her lovely round ass sticking out towards me, smooth and curvy. I stared, open mouthed.

It seems hours, but only a few seconds later, Sam turned her head over her shoulder and saw me looking. “Oh Andy. That’s so ungentlemanly of you, staring at my backside like that.” But she didn’t move away or stand up.

I took a step towards her, my hand lifting up slightly as I started to reach for her ass. Then the car horn tooted again. Sam stayed where she was, shifting her weight on one left, moving her shapely ass around, and said “Andy, I think you’d better go, don’t you?”

I sighed, and left her room, closing the door behind me, but not before I had one last look through the gap as I closed it. She was still bent over the bed, but this time had one hand between her legs, sliding up her smooth inner thigh, up, up, till she turned her hand palm up and rubbed quickly over her mound. The last thing I heard as I closed the door was a soft moan.

Jesus, these two women are going to be the death of me, I thought.

———————————

I dropped Daniel off at school, and came back home. When I walked into the living room, Sam was sat on the sofa, surrounded by books and paper, obviously hard at work. She was wearing some of her old clothes – a baggy sweatshirt and a pair of jeans.

“Ah, I Ankara escort bayan see frumpy Sam is with us today”, I said, laughing at her.

She glared at me, and turned back to her books. Keeping her head lowered, and flicking through her book as though she wasn’t really interested in our conversation, she said “Andy, last night I was wearing nicer clothes, and you couldn’t keep your hands off my body. At the weekend, I wore a bikini, and you also couldn’t keep your hands off my body. I think it’s best for all of us if I were something a little less risque. Don’t you agree?”

“Sam, yesterday you were caught red-handed, so to speak. THAT’S why I couldn’t keep my hands off you. It had nothing to do with what you’re wearing.”

“Oh, so now you’re trying to convince me to wear something slinky again today, eh? No Andy, that’s not going to happen. Frumpy Sam is here to stay. I know it’s hot today, and these are not the best clothes to wear for hot weather, but they’ll have to do. Once again, I find myself at your place longer than expected, and with not enough clothes to cope with all this variable British weather.”

“Oh no Sam, you can’t blame me for that one. Admittedly, the last time you were here unexpectedly, it was your Dad’s and my fault for conspiring to keep you out of his way. But this time, it’s all your fault. You knew you were going to ask me if you could stay longer, so don’t blame me if you’re too disorganized to bring clothes.”

“Enough of your chat, Andy. I’m busy. Leave me alone to get on with my work, and you get on with yours. Don’t you have a business to run, aside from your Seduction-R-Us sideline?”

I stared at her for a moment, and then shook my head, laughing quietly and headed up to the office. As I went upstairs, I shouted back, “Oh, and Sam? Remember, no DVDs…”

———————————-

A couple of hours later, I went downstairs to make a coffee. I went through to the kitchen without looking into the living room, and started making my drink. I called through to Sam.

“Sam, fancy a coffee or something?”

She shouted back, “God no, it’s too hot for that. But you could fetch me an orange or something. With ice, thanks”

I made the drinks, and went through to the living room. The sofa is in the middle of the room, back towards the door, so I couldn’t really see Sam other than a book held in her hands, above the top of the sofa. She must have been lying on her back, the book above her head. As I walked in, she leaped up from her position, knelt facing the back of the sofa, reaching out for to me for the drink.

And she wasn’t wearing the sweatshirt any more. Leaning over the back of the sofa, her tits, encased in that red bra, were on full display, hanging down beneath their weight, cleavage deliciously dark between her mounds.

I stopped and stared.

“Oh, Andy, behave yourself. It’s too damned hot for wearing a sweatshirt, and that blouse needs a wash. I’m sorry to wander round in my bra again, but it’s no worse than my bikini. In fact, I think the bikini shows more.”

I walked over to her, and handed her the drink. She took a big gulp, and gave out a gasp when she’d finished, obviously delighted with the cool drink. Then she reached into the glass, and pulled out an ice-cube. Then, just like in a hundred movies where the director offers some cheap titillation, she ran the ice-cube down her throat, over her collarbone, down to her cleavage, closing her eyes at the feel of it. “Oh, god,” she moaned, low in her throat, “that feels good….”

My cock started to react, as she opened her eyes and looked at me. “Oh, Andy, I’m so sorry, that must have seemed pretty brazen of me. I meant nothing by it. Please, just ignore me.” Then she turned around, and sat normally on the sofa, putting her drink on the floor beside her. She patted the seat next to her. “Come on Andy, take a seat, we could both do with a break.”

I sat next to her, and she turned sideways on towards me, her lovely breasts on full display in front of me. She saw me looking, looked down herself, and then asked me, “So do you like this lingerie set, then?”

“It’s very nice, Sam. I dread to think what you used to wear in the old frumpy days – probably grey knickers like your grandmother wears.”

She laughed, and leaned forward, placing her hand on my thigh. “Actually, Andy, I think you’d be surprised. I had this set – ” As she said that, she ran her spare hand over the curve of her breast. ” – specially fitted, from a proper woman’s outfitters. It turns out that the ones I was wearing before were too small. I must have looked a right sight, nice big breasts bulging out over a bra that was too small. Can you imagine that?”

I certainly can, I thought. But I grinned at her. “Actually, I can’t Sam. Perhaps you could show me one day?”

She shook her head, laughing. “Angela was right, you are pretty pathetic. A man of your age desperate for a glimpse of a young girl’s bosom.”

“Oh? And what else has Angela been saying?”

“Oh, just girl stuff, you know how it is. Actually, she phoned me last night when you were out. She was saying you’ve got the most amazing hands, and can work all kinds of wonders.” She gave me a huge grin, running her hand slightly up and down my thigh.

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Let me tell you about a fun little session I had the other day. Hi my name is Jessica. I am twenty years old, I am five foot eleven blonde with a pair of D cup breasts. I work at the mall in a small store which is where the fun took place. The shop sells Goth clothing and other stuff related to Goth. Last week two of our workers had been fired for stealing cloths which left us very under manned. And since I was the one who had worked there the longest I got stuck picking up the extra hours.

It was Thursday morning. I woke up early that morning, mostly because I was dreading what the day would be like. Today I was scheduled to work the entire day. I was supposed to open and close the store which meant working from eight to eight. My only reprieve was from two to five when Steph was supposed to come in and help out. The high schools get out around two so those are usually our busiest hours. But on a Thursday there usually isn’t anyone in the store.

I really didn’t want to go into work today. I had just gotten a new harness for my toys and a couple of videos. My originally plans had included doing a little bondage this week but now that I was working the extra hours I didn’t have the time for it. It was while I was on my way out the door taking one last glimpse at my new toys when I decided that I could make work a little more fun. Turning around I headed back the pile of bondage supplies.

Picking up the harness I savored the smell of the fresh leather. I decided to put it on right then and there. I pulled off my pants and underwear, then took the waist strap and buckled it down tight around my waist. Once I was happy with the fit I took a small pad lock and locked the waist piece on. I then took the crotch strap, pulled it between my legs and loosely buckled it on but didn’t lock it. Taking a second lock I opened the lock and placed it into my purse then took both keys and left them on my dinning room counter.

I was about to put my pants and underwear back on but I thought about the underwear and decided I didn’t really need them. I picked up my pants to put them on then started thinking about outlines. The pants I had were very tight and would show the belt underneath. This wouldn’t work so I went back into my room to find something else. In my closet I found a pair of jeans that were a baggy casual fit. These defiantly wouldn’t show my belt underneath. But right next to the pants was one of my summer skirts. The skirt would go down to my mid thigh. It was just a loose white Ankara escort skirt that I normally wore with a pair of shorts underneath. But the idea of people seeing me was getting me really turned on by this point. I decided to throw caution to the wind as my hormones took over and I put on my skirt but with no shorts. With that I left for work.

I drove nearly straight to work. There was one stopped that needed to be made. Pulling my car into the local adult store I parked and got out. I went into the store and over to the wall that had all the various dildos on display. Knowing exactly which one I wanted I picked up the six inch long, one inch wide vibrating dildo. The truly important part of this dildo was that it had a wireless remote control for it. I walked up to the counter with my purchase in hand. On the way to the check out counter I passed the anal toy section. There was a remote control anal plug there as well but it was more expensive and I figured this would be enough for now. But I did get my creative juices going thinking about the next time around.

Once I had purchased my new toy I headed off to work. I used a side entrance to get into the mall which let me into the back entrance of our store. When I got into the store it was eight ten. I was late opening the store but I didn’t think anyone would notice. There weren’t that many people in the mall but I knew the longer this took the greater the chances would be that I would be discovered. And so I put my plan into motion.

The first thing to do was fix the remote to the vibrator. Using a small tool kit we had in the shop I popped off the panel on the remote control. It was a simple design. There was a slider dial to control the intensity and a simple button to control the on and off signal. When you pushed the button it connected a circuit which sent a signal to the computer chip which would radio the signal to activate the dildo. To turn the dildo off you would push the button again closing the circuit again sending a new signal to the dildo.

With the panel to the remote off I walked over to the entrance of the store. The gate was still down so no one could come in and the lights were all off so chances are no one could see me yet. The thing I was interested in was the inferred sensor at the entrance that when someone broke the laser beam it would activate a chime sound letting us know that someone had come in or had left the store. The sensor was hidden behind a clothing display so I didn’t Escort ankara have to worry about people seeing what I did to it.

Using the tool kit again I pulled off the panel to the sensor. I quickly found the wires that led into the tiny speaker and disconnected them. I then took the remote to my new vibe and connected the button wires to the sensor wires that led to the box. Now when someone walked in instead of sending a signal to the speaker the sensor would send a signal to my remote which would turn on my vibe. When they walked out it would turn it off again. This way any time someone was in the store I would be teased in my most sensitive place. I figured this would give me a whole new appreciation for customers. Looking at the control I slid the dial about a quarter of the way up. I had a long shift ahead of me so having the vibe turned to max and having an orgasm every time someone came in would be a bit much.

The last thing to do was get the dildo put away. I walked to the back of the store and ducked down behind a rack of cloths making sure I was out of sight of the security cameras. I dropped my skirt down to the floor and unbuckled the crotch belt. While I was in the adult store I had gotten one of those small one time samples of lube which I now used to grease the tip of the dildo. With the dildo greased up I slid it all the way into my cunt.

I don’t think it has ever felt so good to stuff myself with a dildo. Of course I have never done it before in a store at a mall. By the time I got it all the way in, my pussy was on fire. I wanted to just fuck myself to an orgasm right there. It took all my will power not to do just that. Before I lost control of myself I pulled the crotch strap between my legs and refastened it in the front of the belt. God it felt good as the strap thrust the dildo even further inside of me. I pulled the belt a couple of more notches before I buckled it. The strap spread my ass cheeks and dug into my tender vagina splitting my lips. I took the lock out of my purse and quickly closed it on the crotch strap. I was now stuck at work till the end of my shift with a dildo locked inside of me. I pulled my skirt back on and opened the store.

With the store open there was nothing left to do but go about my job like it was a normal day. Let me tell you I have never had so much fun walking around a store refolding cloths. Every time I moved the dildo would move inside of me. Also as I walked the skirt would move around across Ankara escort bayan my bare butt reminding me I had nothing on underneath. I was standing in the back of the store folding cloths that were on a table when the intruder inside of me sprang to life. I nearly jumped out of my skin. With my back turned to the entrance I didn’t know someone was walking into the store till the dildo told me. Sometimes customer could surprise me because I didn’t hear the chime but there was no way I was going to miss this signal.

The girl that walked in spent about five minutes in the store looking at stuff before she came up to me and asked if she could try some stuff on. I told her yes and showed her where the dressing room was. She also asked if I could help her with the corset she wanted to try on. I said yes since it was my job and walked to the dressing room to help her. The girl was not shy at all because by the time I got to the dressing room she had her shirt and bra off and the corset was on. The corset had an under bra which had her breasts pushed up but still left them exposed. I tightened the corset and tied it for her so she could see how it felt. The whole time I was getting more and more turned on. I had never found girls to be attractive before but with the dildo buzzing away inside of me I was just completely turned on to the point I wanted to fuck anything I could get. By the time she left the store I was so turned on I would have done anything she asked if I could have gotten fucked for it. When she left the dildo was turned off and I was cooling off a little.

I was beginning to think I bit off more than I could handle. The store had only been open for forty five minutes and I was already wanting to tear this belt off and shove anything I could get into my sex to fuck myself to an orgasm. Overall the day just went on and on. People were walking in and out of the store looking at stuff then leaving. I was getting buzzed on and off all day leaving me a very horny, frustrated girl. It was to the point that people started picking up on how sexual I was acting. There were two different girls that came in and flirted with me for nearly a half hour each. The vibrator was driving me wild but I couldn’t get off. The two girls each left me their phone numbers and later in the day a guy did the same thing. If I wasn’t locked into the belt I would have thrown them into the changing room and had wild sex with them right there. By the time two rolled around I was a mess. I looked at Steph as she walked in and realized I probably wasn’t going to be able to hide what was going on. Actually when I first looked at her I realized she kind of looked hot which made things even worse. I had no idea what I was going to do.

To be continued…

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The warm summer day had been an encouragement to walk back from my grocery shopping. It was pleasant enough for me to need only a thin red T-shirt and light boot-cut jeans. I enjoyed the sun’s rays on my bare arms, my backpack on one shoulder, as I walked the kilometer or so home.

The weather had not encouraged only me to be outside. As I took a slight detour past the old priory I saw many people is similarly light summer clothes clearly making the most of an English heatwave. There were a few children playing, one young girl was being pushed on a bike across the grassy gardens, shrieking in delight.

As I got home I dumped my backpack onto the kitchen floor and fixed myself a glass of water. The summer heat had drained me on my walk home and I gulped down the water thankfully. Still feeling uncomfortable, I stripped off my thin red T-shirt and stuffed it straight into the washing machine. The comfortable bra I had on covered my A-cup chest enough to protect my modesty even if anyone saw me through the kitchen window. Besides, right now I was too hot to care.

I unpacked my backpack and put my groceries away before hanging the bag on a hook by the front door. I filled my glass again, this time adding ice, and went into my bedroom to change. I sat down on the bed and shook off my shoes accidentally kicking something under my bed. I looked down and saw that I had kicked the lid off my box of tricks.

Well I had to check them now.

I peeled off my Ankara escort socks and wiggled my toes appreciatively into the carpet as I swung down off the foot of the bed and onto my knees. I had kicked the lid from my box, I pulled it out and removed the lid completely. Inside was my collection of sex toys. I smirked as I took in the sight of my vibrators and butt plugs. I had enjoyed each and every one of them at some point or another.

I began to feel hot again, this time it was not the sun warming me but my own desires. I reached in and ran my fingers along the shaft of a lifelike vibrator, savoring the feel of the cold toy against my skin. I stroked it along its length a few times, feeling my heart quicken as I did. I took it from the box and examined it more closely. It was a lifelike vibrator, 7 inches long and comfortably wide. I smiled to myself and stood up deciding to challenge myself a little.

I placed the base of the toy against the bedroom wall and held it there. This toy had no suction cup on the base, so I supported it with my left hand as I licked my lips suggestively and kissed the tip of the toy. I kissed some more and then took the tip into my mouth. After swirling my tongue around it and getting it nice and wet I bobbed my head down the shaft until I could feel the familiar sensation of it pressing against my throat.

I was sure I could hold my toy herewith my mouth alone, my hands quickly unhooked my bra and then undid Escort ankara the buttons in my jeans. I grasped my toy again and pulled my head back, gasping for air, tow large lungfuls of air and I was ready to continue. I discarded my bra, tossing it onto my bed, letting my small breasts free. I yanked down my jeans and blue cotton panties stepping out of both and standing naked in front of my toy.

I spread my legs wider than I needed to so that I could feel the air moving against my pussy lips and I engulfed my toy with my mouth once more. I loved experimenting with my toys and was working on my gag reflex with some. I bobbed my head along the shaft, taking more length each time. With delight I forced the tip down my throat and held it there. I fought the reflex to remove it and kept pushing. Eventually I whipped my head back gasping for oxygen. The toy was well and truly lubricated now, as was my face, my drool coating my chin in a wanton shine.

I decided that this would perform well as lube and I flopped down onto my bed, legs splayed apart and my pussy glistening with it’s own juices. I rubbed the tip across my slit, shuddering with excitement as my heart rate rose again. The fingers of my left hand guided the tip to my waiting opening as my right held the toy near the base.

I was pleased with myself for how quickly I had taken the toy down into my throat and decided to reward myself. I felt the tip of my fake cock open my pussy Ankara escort bayan and I withdrew my left hand. The right slowly but firmly pushed the toy inside, inch by tantalizing inch, until the whole toy was inside me in one glorious thrust.

I had arched my back during the relentless first thrust, I allowed myself to relax as I pulled the toy back out, being careful to keep the tip inside my greedy cunt. I pushed the whole length inside myself again, groaning as I did so. My free hand glided to my clit as I used my fingers to circle it in time with the strokes.

I pushed again and again, fucking myself faster and faster. Each time the toy slammed into me I grunted or groaned, each time a little louder. My fingers on my clit worked deftly and heightened my pleasure. I began to howl as I moved quicker and quicker, my pussy desperate to be filled.

It only took a couple of minutes before my cunt pulsed and I ripped an orgasm from myself. I clamped my legs shut and came hard on my fake cock, trapped inside me. I screamed as I came aware of the drool still on my face and the puddle leaking from between my legs. The thought of myself looking so used turned me on even more. I found the energy to begin fucking myself again, pounding my pussy and strumming my clit until I had another loud orgasm.

This second one satisfied me for now and I pulled the toy out of my abused pussy, it was slick with my cum. I relaxed into the warm afterglow of my orgasms and lazily dropped my toy on my chest between my tits. I could feel the juices on my chest now and could easily breathe in the musky smell of my pussy. I closed my eyes and smiled to myself.

At least I hadn’t damaged this toy by kicking the box. Perhaps I should test the others?

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Chapter 1: The Blessing of the Goddess

This is based upon my first love & I. I thought she was ‘The One’. I have played this out in my mind for decades. This is how our story should have been, not the pain and unfaithfulness that happened in real life. I hope you enjoy this. All sexual situations involve persons over the age of 18.

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?Patty and George had first met while still in high school. She had watched him for almost two years as they worked closely together in the drama department. Show after show they would be almost elbow to elbow for weeks or even months at a time, but still she was afraid to approach him.

Being the only daughter of a school guidance councilor and a Lutheran minister, Patty had never before been so restrained with her wants. She was used to getting anything and everything that her heart desired. At 5’9″, with long dark brown curly hair, brown eyes and horribly thick glasses, Patty had not dated much during school. Most guys were not turned on by her 32-28-38 frame. Not being the waif-like model body that many men found attractive, her wide flared hips and ample butt were made for producing babies. Alas Patty was still a virgin, never being able to find someone who appealed to her physically, emotionally, intellectually and spiritually all at once. Patty knew down in her core that George was to be her soul mate.

George was a talented actor. This 18 year old Sagittarius was the only son of two bureaucrats, he produced some of the best costumes most had ever seen. Standing at just over 6′ tall with dark curly hair, laughing hazel eyes and a skinny frame George was berated by the jocks as gay for his love of theatre and sewing, they probably could never imagine the girls and women he got! George was a social animal, dating many but serious with none. He had quite the reputation with the girls in the drama department as an almost insatiable lover. He was already focused on the next chapter of his life, moving on to college and beyond.

The senior play had just concluded it’s run and Patty & George were storing props and costumes. George stopped for a moment and watched Patty move with measured grace as she darted about putting things away. Inside him George felt something unfamiliar, a sensation of longing. He stood for several moments and was unable to take his eyes off of her, as if really seeing her beauty for the first time.

Patty stopped in mid stride, feeling his eyes upon her. She trembled slightly as she turned to look at George. Standing there a few feet apart, the two just stared at each other for several minutes. Patty then walked towards him, and rapped her arms around his neck. Her eyes never leaving his.

“You know my 18th birthday is coming up on the first of May don’t you?”

“Really?”

“Yes, and I think you should pick me up around 6pm that evening.”

“Why am I doing that?”

“Because you’re taking me out for my birthday silly… Dinner and a show sounds good to me.”

George was totally taken aback. Although he had known Patty for years, he had never seen her act this way before. He decided to play along…

“Very well M’Lady, what sort of meal are we talking about?”

“Something not too heavy, seafood would be nice. Oysters would be perfect!”

Patty’s smile lit up the entire area around them. Time stood still. Nothing else existed except the two of them. George felt a knot form in the pit of his stomach, his usual bravado stolen by this girl. He liked the way it felt.

“Formal attire M’Lady?”

“No, jeans will be fine, but a sports coat is mandatory!”

“Very well, I will pick you up on the first, promptly at 6pm.”

Patty smiled, turned on her heels and walked away without another word. George stood there in awe of her.

**********

Arriving home a bit later, Patty felt the familiar craps that announced the beginnings of her period. Hurrying upstairs to her bathroom she pulled down her jeans, dabbed herself with a bit of toilet paper and confirmed that ‘Aunt Flow’ was indeed cranking up. As she was inserting her tampon a wicked thought crossed her mind. “Two weeks from today…”

Patty found her mother reading in the den as she came downstairs. She sat next to her on the couch.

“Where’s dad?”

“Already in bed. We enjoyed some ‘alone time’ since you were out tonight.”

“Wore him out?”

“Well dear he’s not getting any younger!”

The two women giggled softly. Patty leaned forward to hug her mother and placed her head on her shoulder.

“I asked George out tonight…”

“Oh really? How did that go?”

“Well, I more or less told him he was taking me out!”

“Excellent. It’s about time you started like a true West Woman.”

“We’re going out for my birthday… “

“Your period start today?”

“Yes mother.”

“Two weeks till your birthday… Patty baby, is he ‘The One’?”

” I think so. Oh mother, how did you know for sure?”

“As you know I first met your dad when I was 13. The first time I looked in those Escort bayan dark, commanding eyes, I knew I wanted him. I also knew that proper southern ladies did not behave that way. By the time I was 15 I knew. Down in the bottom of my soul I just knew.”

“Why did it take you so long to land him?”

“Well baby, I never told you this before, but I pursued him like a voracious predator for 3 years. Always hovering nearby but never being obvious. I made sure that other ‘lesser’ girls were steered clear of him. I ran his social life for him and he never let on he knew. A few weeks before senior prom I told him he was my date. While dancing slowly and pressing my body to his I told him he was mine. He was my ‘One’. He was going to marry me and we were going to be happy together for the rest of our lives. We were both 18 and I had our whole lives already mapped out for us”

“That was the night he took your virginity, wasn’t it?”

“Not so much as ‘he took’ some much as ‘I gave’. He never really had a choice in the matter.”

“Mommy. George is my ‘One’…”

“OK little one. Then momma will help you make sure you can have your man!”

**********

On Friday May the first, George pulled into the driveway at Patty’s house at exactly 2 minutes before 6. After parking and ringing the bell, her father met him at the door and invited him in. He waited in the den with her parents, discussing school activities and his plans for college. He was in mid sentence when both her parents suddenly stopped talking and looked past him to the stairs.

Slinking down the staircase was Patty, in a floor length red dress that made her look like a runway model. Her long brown curls hanging about her face and a light tan rap about her shoulders. George stood up and gazed at her, unable to make a sound. She was the most beautiful thing her had ever seen in his life. At that moment, something inside him clicked. He know that he loved this girl.

Patty’s parents walked the two of them to the door and watched them drive away.

“Honey,” Patty’s father asked, “where did that dress come from?”

“That old thing? It’s one of mine.”

“Isn’t that the dress…”

“Yes dear…”

“Oh…”

“Don’t worry husband, everything will work out well in the end.”

“I’m just not sure how I feel about our daughter going out on a date wearing the same dress that she was conceived in!”

With a soft giggle Patty’s mother replied “well technically, I wasn’t wearing it at that exact moment…”

Looking into her husband’s eyes and taking him by the hand, Patty’s mother lead her ‘One’ up the stairs and to their room. Her passion for him undiminished with the passage of over 20 years.

**********

Being on a date with George was everything Patty had hoped for and more. He was attentive, engaging, funny. Holding open doors for her and seating her at the table. The raw oysters and such had only deepened the arousal she felt being close to him. After dinner they returned to his car and begin to set off.

“So, what show did you have in mind? There’s no plays I could find nearby tonight.”

“That’s alright, I have something special in mind.”

“Oh really? Pray tell M’Lady…”

“How about we drive up to Spring Lake? There’s a show there you might like to see…”

Spring Lake was the most notorious make out spot in town. A failed subdivision, it had gravel roads and many carved out secluded niches. The “Lake” and all covered about 5 square miles. Almost every teenager in that part of Birmingham had been there at one time or another.

Almost everyone, except Patty.

Upon arriving at the lake, George drove them around a bit looking for an unoccupied spot. Finding one close to the water, he parked the car, turned off the engine and killed the lights. The interior fell into pitch darkness.

The two teen-agers sat there as their eyes adjusted to the darkness. They didn’t speak, George wasn’t sure he was even breathing. The only thing he could hear was a distant and indistinct thumping sound.

“So M’Lady, where exactly is this show you wanted to me to see?

?”We’ll need to walk a bit first…”

George got out and made his way around to open the car door for Patty. She pulled off her sleek heels and left them on the car’s floor next to her wrap and clutch.

Exiting the car, she took him by the hand and led him around the edge of the lake towards an odd glow in the trees. As they got closer they could hear the rhythm of drums being played. They stood at last on the edge of a clearing, a large bonfire leaping into the night. A group of semi-naked people danced around the fire while several other played drums.

The two of them stood there and watched the figures, not more than 100 feet away. Patty reached over and slipped her hand into George’s. He squeezed hers in return, neither of them looking away from the people moving near the fire.

“What is this Patty?”

“Well it is May the first, some people call tonight Beltane.”

“Beltane? Escort Isn’t that some sort of Pagan holiday?”

“Well yes, but others still celebrate it for other reasons…”

“What would those be?”

“Beltane is a celebration of the Earth and fertility.”

Patty put her arms around George’s neck and drew him to her. Their lips pressing tightly as they shared their first kiss. Patty’s tongue pressing firmly against his mouth demanding entry, he did not deny it to her. After several minutes of passionate kissing Patty pulled back and stared deeply into George’s eyes.

“I had you bring me out tonight for many reasons. First of all because I have wanted you to take me out for over two years. Second of all because I have loved you for almost that long. Thirdly, because I have wanted you, no… I need you to be my ‘One…”

“Your one what?”

“My ‘One’. The one. The first one. My first love. My first lover. My mate. My consort. The father of my children. My one and only true love…”

George saw the absolute devotion in her eyes. The love, the caring. He felt his heart melt under her gaze. He also realized that he was painfully hard. Harder than at any time he could ever remember.

Patty stepped back from him and pulled the straps of her dress from her shoulders and let is fall to the ground at her feet. She stood there, silhouetted by the firelight, naked.

“George, I offer you my virginity. Take me now and make me yours forever.”

George could focus on nothing but the beautiful girl in front of him and the pounding of the drumbeats in his ears. He wanted her, but he hesitated…”

“There’s a catch right?”

“Of course there is silly…”

“Fertility ritual?”

“Oh yes.”

“So your offer comes with…”

“A child… yes.”

“And marriage?”

“Yes…”

“And it’s tonight or never?”

“Yes…”

George reached out and took Patty in his arms, lifting her off the ground and crushing her against him.

“I should take that as a yes then?”

They both began to pull George’s clothes from him as the drums beat louder and faster. Once he was also nude, Patty backed up slightly to take in the sight of him. Her thoughts turned to a statue of Adonis, the raw god-like perfection of his body was better than any of her fantasies. This was the man who would be her’s forever. Patty leaned back against a flat boulder and opened herself to him.

George looked at Patty, then over her at the Pagan revelers around the fire. Many of them had paired off and were moving in shadowy rhythm to the beating of the drums. He stood between her flared hips and she rapped her legs around his.

“Be as gentle or rough as you like sir, you have much to show me…”

George leaned forward and brought his mouth down on hers. She went at him like a tigress! Snapping and playfully biting at him, she pulled him onto the rock. Pushing him face up, she swung her left leg across his waist and dropped her ass onto his cock, trapping it under her.

They sat still for a moment, but then Patty burst out laughing. Lifting her hips a bit, George’s cock sprang free and slapped wetly against his navel.

Patty couldn’t take her eyes off the drooling cock in front of her. She reached forward and took his cock in her right hand, she lifted slightly again and opened herself with her left. George’s hands found themselves on her hips.

Patty’s eyes lifted up and locked on George’s. She brought the tip of him up to the entrance of her virgin pussy. She moved him slowly and deliberately along the length of herself several times, concentrating on her tender clit.

Patty teased herself right to the edge of a powerful orgasm. She moved his dick head into position and slid down slightly onto him, just enough for it to catch in her. Patty sucked in a bit of air suddenly at the sensation, but knew she had to wait. “He hasn’t asked me yet,” she thought.

Patty took her hands away and moved them onto George’s stomach. She was hovering over him.

George could almost feel her maidenhead pressing against the tip of his hardness.

She did not move.

A few awkward moments later and still she had not moved.

Yet few more awkward moments later, George suddenly laughed out loud. and smiled up at Patty.

“M’Lady Patricia Marie, would you do me the very great pleasure of becoming my wife?”

“Yes M’Lord I will!”

Patty relaxed her leg muscles, her whole weight was now pressing on the tip of George’s cock. She hung there for almost 2 seconds until her hymen gave wave and her body slid slowly downwards.

She could not take her eyes off of George’s. Patty was aware of her deflowering, but was detached from it. Somewhere in her mind she knew this was supposed to hurt. She should be screaming, shouldn’t she? All she could feel was more and more pleasure. She let herself fall forward into his arms. Their lips coming together, her tears of joy washing his cheeks.

George was trying to get his mind somewhere Bayan escort else. She was so tight. So hot. So very wet. He was afraid he would cum instantly. His legs began to tremble slightly. Patty pulled back from him, she looked at him and saw how much George was suffering trying to hold back.

“Fucking cum in me already!” she grunted at him. He did.

George thrust his hips up over and over. Every thrust pumping the pearly semen up towards it’s destiny. On the fifth pump he exploded. His cock jerking over and over again, the sensations overloading his mind. He felt spurt after spurt of his cum pouring into Patty’s fertile teen-aged womb.

Patty had began to cum at the instant George’s discharge landed inside her. Her entire body vibrating as she continued to pump her hips against George.

Her hips pumping, his hips thrusting. Both of them still cumming.

Patty felt of her years of silent frustration letting loose at once…

Absolute ecstasy.

Pure rapture.

The emotions and pleasure was too much for her and she blacked out.

George felt her go limp on top of him, her glasses falling past him onto the rock and stopped thrusting. He sat up slightly and brought her down onto his lap. His still hard cock holding her firmly in place. He regained his breathing after a few minutes.

His head clearing a bit, he sat there with Patty slumped across his his body and his cock still firmly planted inside her. He almost thought he could fill another layer opening up inside her. An even greater sensation than before. Patty’s body jerked sharply and her eye shot open for a moment. Then her eyes rolled back in her head and she shook all over. She slumped unconscious once more on top of George. “Looks like I might have to get used to this” he thought. Smiling to himself, he remember the punchline to a very old joke…

“If she dies…. she dies!”

Sometime later, Patty slowly opened her eyes. Her forehead was pressed to George’s. His eyes smiled at her. She smiled back. George’s leaned in some to try and kiss her. Patty leaned forward as well, suddenly realizing she was still impaled on his dick. Not only that, but she could tell he was even deeper inside her than before. The sudden feeling of fullness in her belly made her look down. Patty’s stomach was distended as if she was already 3 or 4 months pregnant. She ran her left hand over the bulge.

“This is what I’ll look like when school starts in the fall.”

George placed his right hand on top of hers. He sought her lips and they kissed. He then slowly started rolling his hips. The sudden movement caused a revelation to Patty: She went from pleasantly satisfied to extremely horny in a millisecond!

She reached around George and gripped her hands together, she also rapped her legs around his lower back. Using this extra leverage, she started pumping George at an incredible speed. His head flew back, his eyes bulging open and a loud moan escaping into the night.

Patty looked over George’s shoulder at the revelers at the fire. Most were still there. Every single one of them was staring at her and George. The drumming had even ceased! Patty smiled a wickedly sweet grin. Part of her loving the fact that she and “Her George” has stolen the spotlight from a pagan orgy. That was her last thought as another mind-bending orgasm brought her consciousness to a temporary halt.

George cried out for several seconds before he could control himself. He might have been able to silence his voice, but nothing could stem the tide of swimmers headed once again into Patty’s fertile teen-aged womb. His thick cock had allowed nothing to escape. His entire first load was still inside Patty, and now he was pumping even more cum directly into her womb. With every twitch of his groin, another thick wad of teen-aged super sperm went searching for a lonely egg. Nothing like this had ever happened to him before.

“Could the magic be real?”

His balls started to ache as his ejaculation finally slowed and then stopped. The bulge in Patty’s stomach now resembled that of a woman at least 6 months along!

George continued to hold Patty tightly to him. His cock just now starting to deflate.

He sensed movement around him. Several of the pagan revelers were now very close to he & Patty. One of the young women stared at Patty’s stomach and started to weep. She reach out her hand and touched Patty’s bulging belly. “She has received the Goddess’ blessing…” The revelers faded in the shadows, pausing only to douse their fire.

Patty stirred in his arms about 10 minutes later.

“Was I really out cold?”

“Yes Love”. More than once.”

“Oh my God George, look at my stomach!”

“The pagans said you were ‘blessed by the Goddess’…”

Patty sat still for another few minutes as George’s dick finally slipped out of her. The sensation changed in a heartbeat. Patty turned and squatted down quickly, moaning as she expelled the excessive spend.

In time, they gathered their clothes and made their way to the car. George even had to carry her at one point. Once back in the car Patty stared at George in a dream-like state, unable to put into words what she felt at that moment as he drove her home. George reached over and stroked her cheek, just as she wished he would.

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TO THE READER: This story contains characters from the Jason Garrett series of stories; however, this story is not part of that series.

It was my wedding day, and I was getting married a virgin.

Of course, the fact of the matter is, when your father is a Missouri Synod Lutheran pastor and you grew up in St. Louis, you are going to be told from about the age of three that if you have sex before marriage, God will smite you.

And so, I had grown up through elementary and junior high thinking that sex was evil. Living in the South, and being part of a very conservative German Lutheran church, I was surrounded by an atmosphere that supported that very idea. I figured that if I had sex, God would punish me by making me grow a penis and turning me into a dude or something. I even thought that masturbation was a way to surely incur God’s wrath.

In March of 1998, the day after I turned fourteen, my dad came home from the church with a smile on his face. “Pack your bags, we’re moving to southern California!” he said.

WHAT?! Southern California?

Apparently, my dad had been a candidate for a pastoral position at a church in Anaheim, California. He had received a call, and he had accepted it.

Now you might think that for a teenage girl, moving to southern California would’ve been a dream, but it wasn’t. I had to leave all of my friends and familiar places behind. I was unhappy for the first few months that we were there – but I adjusted quickly.

High school in the far more liberal atmosphere of the greater Los Angeles area brought with it much more pressure to have sex. I knew of so many people in my class who had had or were having sex. It seemed to be acceptable – after all, there was nothing happening to them (that I knew of). However, I still had this nagging fear in the back of my head that if I gave in to the temptation, God would infest my skin with flesh-eating maggots, forever rendering me completely unattractive to all men.

So, I got to my senior prom in May of 2002 still a virgin, and I intended to keep it that way. My date was a bit disappointed, but after a bit of pressuring, he did talk me into letting my guard down a little. He offered me a “handjob” – I really didn’t know what that meant – and I reluctantly accepted.

When he stuck the middle finger of his right hand right up into my vagina, I was shocked. How could I be doing this? I thought to myself. I was about to object, but then his index finger found my clitoris. A wave of a wonderful feeling that I had never experienced before washed over me, and I thought to myself, Oh, okay.

It took him a few minutes, but he was apparently quite skilled at it, and he brought me to my first orgasm, there in his car, on the night of my senior prom. It was fantastic.

So, I felt a bit guilty – but hey, there had been no genital penetration involved anywhere – mouth, vagina, or rectum (I didn’t really know any slang for those parts at that point in my life; I was a very sheltered child). Heck, he hadn’t even seen any part of me naked. So, it must’ve been alright.

Now, I figured that these handjobs worked both ways, so after a bit of Internet research and a few shocking images that I was sure God would burn my eyes out for having seen, I figured out how a female-to-male handjob worked.

The first handjob that I ever gave to a guy was during my freshman year of college. I was dating this guy at the time, and I asked him one night if he wanted a handjob. He said sure. It took a bit of effort to get his penis hard, but after a few minutes, he was ejaculating all over the place. It was quite an experience, feeling the hard warmth in my hand and watching the white fluid shooting out the end of his penis.

The only thing I was quite puzzled by was when he said, “Oh yeah, stroke my cock Jack; make me cum!” while I was doing it. That mystery was solved when two weeks later he dumped me – for a guy named Jack! I had been dating a gay guy. But hey, I knew my first words of sexual slang – cock (which I figured must be penis) and cum (which I figured, since it seemed to be a verb, must mean ejaculate).

That was the last handjob I gave for over a year and a half. In that time, I learned most of the sexual slang out there – words for genitalia, sexual acts, so on and so forth. In reality, it was a turn on for me just to think those words and then masturbate – although I always felt guilty after I came. I was sure that one day God was just going to show up at my room and give me the beating of a lifetime.

But He never did. Instead, one day, I was sitting in one of my advanced psychology classes next to a really cute guy who I knew pretty well. His name was Jason Garrett, and he was far more interesting than Professor Dracamus’ lecture. So, I wrote him a little note that I slipped to him.

Hey Jason – Escort bayan you know what would really get me off? If you fingered me, right here, in the middle of the lecture. – luv Andrea

He looked over at me, shocked. I just gave him an innocent little grin. With a shrug of his shoulders, he reached over and tugged out the back of my skirt. I wasn’t wearing any panties, so the cold plastic of the chair came in contact with my pussy right away, making me inhale deeply. What made me take a deeper breath than that, though, was when he stuck his middle finger deep up inside of me and started rubbing my clit with his index finger.

Well, I kept trying to take notes, acting like nothing was wrong, but I couldn’t. After a moment, I just had to stop. Fortunately, Jason chose that moment to whisper, “Don’t worry, you can copy mine.” Well, that was my cue. I just sat back and enjoyed the ride, as it were.

It was so amazing when he brought me to orgasm right in the middle of class. If we had been caught, we probably would’ve been in trouble, but he was very discreet, and I was able to keep my cool. After that, the rest of class went fairly quickly.

As Jason and I were leaving class, I expressed just how I felt about that orgasm. “Oh my God,” I nearly shouted. “That was unbelievable. I’ve never done anything like that in public before. I don’t think I’ve ever cummed so hard or so quickly, either.”

“I’m glad you enjoyed it so much,” he replied, appearing a bit pleased with himself.

That’s when I chose to take a bit of initiative. Grabbing his wrist, I pulled him into an open maintenance closet and locked the door behind us. It was handjob time!

I pulled out his cock, which got instantly hard. Good, I thought. He’s not gay!

I got a bottle of hand lotion out of my backpack and lubed his cock up good. I slowly started stroking him, then increased speed. It didn’t take too long before he announced that he was about to cum. Fortunately, it was a janitor’s closet, so I just grabbed a shop towel and was able to catch all of his cum. Then I grabbed another towel and wiped off his cock and my hands. I dropped both down the garbage chute, said, “Bye,” and walked out the door, leaving him standing there in a somewhat catatonic state.

It would only be a couple of weeks before I would give my next handjob. I came home one Wednesday evening after church got out early to find my roommate fucking some guy I had never seen before. When I opened the door, he turned around, looked at me, picked Tara up, and started to get up.

“Sit back down, Jacob,” said Tara. Then she looked at me. “Andrea, come here.”

And then I was introduced to a guy with his pants down and the biggest cock I’ve ever seen – easily ten inches long when erect. “Andrea Semora, Jacob Martinson,” she said.

Then she said something that shocked me. “Andrea, I want you to do something.”

“Oh no!” I replied. “You know my policy!”

“Oh, nothing out of policy, I just want you to give him a handjob,” she replied with a little smile.

“Oh.” Well, okay. “Well, I guess that would be alright.”

I started crossing to the other side of my room to get the jar of Vaseline that I always have for certain purposes, when Tara said, “Don’t worry about that, Andrea, he’s pretty well lubed up already.”

So, I walked back over. Kneeling down, I put my hand around Jacob’s cock. Wow. It was huge around. I could barely close my hand around it. I slowly started stroking it.

As I was doing so, Tara wrapped her lips around the head and started blowing Jacob. That was more than I could handle – I stuck my hand inside my skirt and started fingering myself. This was amazing – I was giving this guy a handjob while my roommate was sucking his cock!

Jacob didn’t last very long as a result of our combined efforts. After just a couple of minutes, he started cumming. Tara took his entire load into her mouth, but couldn’t hold on to all of it. A little of it dribbled down Jacob’s cock onto my hand.

I pulled my hand away. I looked at the cum on my hand for a moment, and then, very tentatively, brought my hand to my mouth and licked it away. Hmmm, not half bad.

Actually, it really wasn’t bad. Actually, it was really good! Wow, I liked the taste of cum!

But there was no more to be had for now. However, they say that when you let it, opportunity comes to you.

A week and a half later, on the morning of Friday, November 19th, I was in my room reading a book when there was a knock on the door. I opened it.

“Hi, I’m Lee,” the guy standing at the door said. “I’m supposed to meet Tara?”

“Oh, she’s not here right now,” I said… although, that was strange, she had said she was going to be back by now to meet somebody.

“Oh…” he replied, unsure of what to do.

“Do you Escort want to come in and wait for her?” I asked.

“Yeah, sure,” he replied. He came in and took a seat on Tara’s bed.

I went back to reading my book, but I couldn’t help stealing a glance at Lee. He was pretty attractive – he looked to be part Chinese and part something else, and whatever that something else was, it combined with his Asian heritage to make an exotic-looking, hot guy.

After a few minutes, I had a thought.

“Lee,” I said, “do you want a blowjob?”

He looked at me as if he’d been stuck with a cattle prod. But I knew there was no way he was going to say no. I stand 5’5″, weigh 115 pounds, and have 34B breasts and an extremely tight ass (I work out a LOT). When you take my auburn hair and blue eyes into account, I’m almost irresistible.

“Uh, sure!” he said after a moment.

I crossed to him. Unzipping his pants, I pulled them down to his ankles. His cock had gotten rock hard, probably when I asked him if he wanted a blowjob, but it wasn’t that big – maybe five and a half inches. Oh well, given that it was my first blowjob, it would be a good size to start on. Slowly, I took about half of its length into my mouth, and using my tongue, started sucking his cock.

I had been going for a couple minutes when I heard the lock click. I debated what to do for about ten seconds, before deciding to continue. I’ve seen Tara getting her brains fucked out, I thought, it’s not going to be a big deal if she sees me giving this guy a blowjob.

Tara walked in, stared for a moment in apparent disbelief, and then went about her business. After a couple more minutes, Lee started cumming. I got it all into my mouth, and swallowed. Mmmm, I though. So good.

Well, now I had to get to class. I got up and started walking out the door, but Tara stopped me as I did so. “Uh, Andrea,” she said. She put her finger up to my chin, and wiped off a bit of cum that had apparently dribbled out of my mouth. Sticking her finger in her own mouth, she licked it clean.

“Oh, thanks,” I said, practically mortified. “That would’ve been horrible!”

“Yeah, Something About Mary style,” she responded with a left. I left before anything else could happen.

A couple nights later, I was in the shower when she got home. When I walked out of the bathroom, Tara was lying on her bed, masturbating furiously. This was the first time I had ever actually seen her pussy – and it was a nice looking one, too. At that point, I don’t know what exactly happened in my mind, but I found myself dropping my bathrobe to the floor, kneeling between Tara’s legs, and sticking my tongue into her pussy. She stopped masturbating for a moment, as if surprised, and then went back to it.

A moment later, she stopped again. “Andrea,” she said, “why don’t you get up here. You shouldn’t do all the work – you should get something back yourself.”

So, I got up on the bed, and Tara positioned her body so that she was pointed in the other direction from me. Then, I felt her start to eat my pussy, so I returned to what I was doing before.

Now, some skeptics may not believe it, but there is probably no one better qualified to eat a woman’s pussy than a woman. After all, women know what parts of the vagina are most susceptible to stimulus and will create the most pleasure. We continued eating each other for a couple of minutes before we both had orgasms.

After that, I really came to enjoy oral sex. I enjoyed giving guys blowjobs, but I even more enjoyed eating pussy and having mine eaten by a woman. Now don’t get me wrong – I’m not a lesbian, I’m not bi, I’m not attracted to women sexually – it’s just that I really enjoy sex with women!

Now, despite all the oral stuff going on, I managed to avoid ever having actual intercourse, right up to my wedding day.

Ah yes. We’re finally back at my wedding day. It was 2007. I was still a virgin, and I was getting married to a guy named Carl Hayden. I had known him all through college, we had gone to the same church, and I had dated him for the last year and a half. He had asked me to marry him about six months ago, on our one year anniversary, and I had happily said yes.

Now we stood before the altar of my dad’s church in Anaheim. He was officiating, Tara was my maid of honor, and Carl’s high school friend Austin Garrett (my friend Jason’s younger brother) was the best man. Jason was our pianist, and the wedding was wonderful.

“Do you, Carl Hayden, take Andrea Semora to be your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold, for rich or for poor, through sickness and health, for better, or for worse, until death do you part?”

“I do.”

“And do you, Andrea Semora, take Carl Hayden to be your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold, for rich or for poor, through sickness Bayan escort and health, for better, or for worse, until death do you part?”

“I do.”

“Then by the authority granted unto me by the state of California and by the divine power granted by God, the Almighty Father, I hereby pronounce you man and wife. You may kiss the bride.”

Throughout the reception, I could barely sit still. I was so horny it wasn’t even funny. I had been waiting twenty-three years to have sex, and tonight was the night, but by “social custom”, we had to wait until the reception was over.

Finally, I couldn’t take it any more. I leaned over to Carl. “Carl,” I whispered. “I’m going to go to the music director’s office. I think you should join me in a couple of minutes.”

With that, I got up, and headed in the general direction of the bathroom. When I was almost there, I quickly turned and headed down the hallway.

I was sitting on the piano bench when Carl came in. Without saying a word, I slammed the door, grabbed Carl, and kissed him as deeply as I could. Needless to say, he responded. We started tearing at each other’s clothes – carefully, of course, tuxedos and wedding dresses are expensive – and within a minute, we were both naked, all of our clothes on the floor.

“Fuck me, Carl!” I said. “I’ve been waiting twenty-three years. Now, I’ve married the man I love. It’s alright in God’s eyes now – we’re man and wife!”

Carl didn’t need to be asked twice. Laying me down on the floor, he straddled me, and then began slowly sliding his cock into my pussy.

Oh my. It felt bigger in there than it actually was. He kept sliding a little further, and then…

“Oh shit!” I screamed in pain. “Ow!”

Carl had reached my hymen, and snapped through it with the head of his cock. It hurt for a second, but I gradually refocused on the size of his cock slowly pushing its way into my pussy.

After about two minutes, he was all the way in. Oh God, it felt so wonderful inside of me. The length, the girth, the warmth – and just the thought that we were connected in the most intimate way possible was enough to send me on the upward slope towards ecstasy.

Slowly, Carl withdrew, and it was almost a disappointment as I felt my pussy empty. But then, he quickly thrust back into me. He began a rhythm of thrusting, and the head of his cock began hitting a very sensitive spot in my pussy – my g-spot.

He wasn’t even close to orgasm when I began cumming. His repeated brushing of my g-spot was just too much for me to handle, and I had the most intense orgasm of my life. However, since he wasn’t anywhere near being done, he just kept fucking me, with each thrust of his cock renewing my orgasm before it could fade.

Then I heard voices. Voices coming down the hall! What the fuck?

Oh shit. It was my dad. “Jason, Austin, you’re not going to believe this piano we have in the choir room. It’s a Bösendorfer.”

Oh God. They were going to come through here to get to the choir room. “Carl!” I hissed. “Carl!”

But Carl was nearing his own orgasm, and apparently was oblivious to the world. It didn’t help that I was still in a continuing state of orgasm. So it was that as Carl emptied his steaming, hot load of cum inside my pussy, the door opened, and my dad and Jason and Austin Garrett walked into the room where my husband and I lay naked on the floor, his cock still inside of me.

Carl’s head whipped around. “Oh my God,” my father said.

“Hi, Pastor Semora,” Carl said, sheepishly.

“Hi Daddy,” I whispered.

Jason’s eyebrow arched. A grin began forming on his face, but my dad didn’t quite have the same reaction. His face began to turn bright red, and I could see he was building up to an explosion. Oh shit. Carl had better get up and run.

“MR. HAYDEN!” he bellowed. “THAT IS MY DAUGHTER, SIR!”

At that point, Jason interceded. “Uh, Pastor Semora, sir,” he said, “yeah, Andrea is your daughter – but she’s Carl’s wife now. In God’s eyes, he’s permitted to have sex with her as much as he wants.”

My dad still seemed like he was going to explode, but instead, he turned and stomped out the door. Jason and Austin followed him.

Carl and I got up and got dressed. We returned to the reception and sat down at the head table, looking a bit rumpled but really not that bad. I didn’t think we were that obvious.

It was when Erin, Jason’s wife and an old friend of mine, gave me a sly grin that I realized we weren’t fooling anybody. We looked like a couple that had just fucked themselves silly.

Oh well. I could feel Carl’s cum running down my leg, but I couldn’t reach under my dress, so I took off my shoe and just let it run onto the floor. When we left for real that night, there was a little puddle of white on the floor below where I had been sitting.

My dad has never mentioned that part of my wedding. It’s as if he chose to selectively block it out. Maybe that’s for the best. But it was my first time, and I will never forget losing my virginity with a screaming orgasm on the floor of my dad’s church!

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