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I’m working at the front desk of a hotel by myself on a Friday night. The hotel is full, lot of Mexican construction workers in it too. I’m alone at the front desk, its 8pm when 4 Mexicans walk into the lobby. They say they’re just waiting for their whore to meet them there from the room.

I thought it was odd. Then this gorgeously dressed girl comes in with very short shorts that show most of her ass cheeks, and the shorts hug her ass cheeks too. She has a very nice cameltoe and a shirt that you can easily see her tits in. She goes to the Mexicans and asks them if they’re ready.

They began grabbing her tits and feeling her pussy, putting their hands in her shirt and down her shorts as if they own her. She kisses them passionately. Then she turns around. I thought I recognized the voice. As she turns around, one Mexican is standing directly behind her, hands in her shorts, one on each side of her; each has hands in her shirt playing with her tits. It’s my girlfriend.

She introduces them to me, and tells them I am her boyfriend and that I am being punished. They all laugh, and she tells me she’ll be in room x (whatever room they are in) and to come by and watch the show after I get off work. They have a web-cam and a computer in their room and are connected to the internet. I have yahoo instant messenger running on the computer at the front desk.

She calls me from the room, and as she is getting fucked, tells me to view her web-cam. It just came on, and I clicked to view it, she was on it getting fucked and her tits played with by other guys. I could see cevizli escort many others in the room too. I could see her holding the phone up to her mouth as she was talking to me, telling me to keep the web-cam viewing her until I get off work. She made sure none of them wore condoms, and they all came inside her too.

When I got off work, I went to the room. The door was cracked open so anyone could just walk in. I could hear her moaning outside the room. She was getting banged still by another guy while sucking cock. Web-cam was still on. Several of them were taking pics of her the entire time too as she smiled willfully for the cameras. After those 2 were done cumming inside her pussy and her mouth, another guy started fucking her.

She didn’t even look at him, or know which one it was as it didn’t really matter to her. She told them anyone that wants her pussy can have it right there. She then told me to go home, and she’ll call me in the morning when everyone is done with her body. Next morning, 10am she calls and tells me to come pick her up. I ride around back to her room, park next to it. I knock on the door, some guy answered. My girl was still nekkid. She only puts on a shirt, has me carry the rest of her clothes. With her body well marked from getting spanked, lapped, titties squeezed and twisted, hickies, and her pussy lips severely swollen, we walk out to the car.

When we get home, and she continuously hugs all over me with her cum covered nude body teasing me about how much she loved being gang banged by complete erenköy escort strangers. We listen to the answering machine messages. Several of her friends that were on yahoo last night saw her on web-cam as she had it open to the public.

There were 5 guys, 3 girls that called and left messages saying how much they enjoyed watching her get gang banged. They all said they recorded the entire thing too, and they all said they wanted in next time she does a gang bang. She calls them all up, and tells them anytime they want, they can come over and fuck her. She also asked for a copy of the video on CD or DVD also. She doesn’t shower or anything for another 24 hours.

Next day, 3 of the guys come over and fuck her, and bring a copy of the video. That night, 2 of the girls come over at the same time. They are bi of course, and have a good time with my girl as I take pics of it all. After they leave she laughs and tells me how much she can’t wait to do another gang bang. Then she ties me down to the bed, head at the foot of the bed. She invites 3 guys over.

Squeezing my balls very hard, she makes sure I suck all their cocks while she takes pics of it. After they’re done cumming all over my face, they leave. She then unstraps me, and tells me I am going to willingly suck dick now or those pics will be all over to all my friends, family, work, etc. She invites another guy in. He’s black and well hung. After he strips, he lays down on the bed. With my girl taking pictures, she tells me to get busy sucking. I do so, looking at the camera, trying esenyurt escort to smile. She takes several pics as I suck his cock and balls. After awhile, she tells me to lie down on my stomach.

The guy then begins to fuck me in my ass as she takes a lot of pictures. After he is done with me, he leaves. She uploads the pics to several websites, and to her email. She calls a friend and asks her to make posters, and some larger prints of my pics she is emailing to her. Two days later, we go to the shop where her friend works at to pick up the pics. My girl is dressed in a shirt you can see her tits right through it clearly, and shorts that show most of her ass, and cameltoe.

The girl tells her she looks super-hot, and takes a few pics of my girl. She asks my girl just how badly does she want the posters and blow ups. My girl answers desperately badly pretty much. She begins feeling my girl’s breasts, then reaches down her shorts and grabs her pussy. With one hand holding her pussy, she calls someone else on the phone. It’s a guy friend and she asks him if he wants to fuck my girl.

He knows her apparently and says hell yeah. He’s on speakerphone. She strips my girl nude, takes a pic with her cell phone, and sends it to him. He heads right over. Minutes later he arrives, and fucks her brains out while the other girl takes hundreds of pics of it. He leaves when he is done, and the girl has my girl sign a release for the pictures, then gives her the posters of me and the blow ups of me.

My girl tells her that she will be asking her many favors, and the girl laughs and responds she didn’t mind as long as you remain an easy and slutty whore for me. My girl replied back saying deal! We leave, go home, she hangs the pictures and posters of me sucking dick and getting fucked in my ass all over the apartment, and swear they will never ever come down.

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The weeks and months speeded by as I got wound up in work. The case I had been working on got nasty and took a lot of time. There were other cases too. I went home tired every night and fell into bed too tired to do anything but eat and sleep after taking care of the horses. All thoughts were focused on upon the heavy workload I had. I forgot about my three cousins and what they did and what they had tried to do. I had decided no man was going to ever touch me again that is except for Eddie. I missed Eddie something awful. I had made up my mind if and when Eddie showed back up I would make sure he would never leave me. I went off my birth control the week after I got home. I wanted to make sure he would get me pregnant. I wanted to have his baby inside me.

I changed where I ran so I wouldn’t run into David, the older guy that I had been thinking about seducing. I started running in sweat pants and sweat shirts. I dressed more conservative at work. Jean even made the comment that I was more serious now, more aggressive when I went snarling after some guy for not supporting his family or defending some woman in a divorce case. I didn’t want to attract attention to myself by looking sexy. I did my best to avoid looking sexy. I did not want to appear to be attractive to any other man. Eddie was the only man I wanted. I went as far as going natural and quit shaving down there. My bush was back in full glowing glory.

I thought felt better after getting off the pill. The cramps I had during my cycle was a little worse and my period was heaver but I felt more alive, more natural. I dreamed about Eddie just about every night. Us being together and fucking like rabbits, him taking me whenever he wanted and whenever I wanted. I dreamed of getting pregnant and having his baby. We lived somewhere else, away from our family where no one knew we were brother and sister. It was blissful, our being together.

It was three months later when I got the phone call from Billy. I had just gotten home from work and changing out of my “office attire” of white blouse and dark wool skirt with matching jacket. I had just removed my jacket, blouse and bra and had slipped out of my skirt and was standing in just my sheer lace panties when the phone rang. I picked it up on the second ring.

“Hello Sara, is that you.”

“Yes, this is Sara, who is this?” I didn’t recognize the voice.

“It’s me Billy. You remember?”

“Yes I remember you Billy. Why are you calling? I thought things were all done between us and your so called friends.”

“Well the reason I’m calling is that I thought you were going to send me the pictures of the reunion. I thought you promised to send them. You still have my address?”

I stood there thinking in silence as I listened to his voice, the events of being with the three of them came crashing back. I was ashamed that I had liked it and it was because them I had sworn to stay away from all men except for Eddie. “Oh god Eddie I so miss you…” I said under my breath. I listened to Billy’s breathing on the other end for several more seconds before I replied.

“I forgot. I got too caught up in work. I just forgot Billy. I’ll send them to you this weekend. I’m sorry I forgot.” I didn’t really mean it. I wasn’t sorry at all. I had just about decided he wouldn’t get them at all.

“Doesn’t matter, I’ll get them soon enough.”

I began saying, “What do you mean get them soon enough…” When the doorbell rang. Shit I mumbled under my breath. “Just a minute Billy, someone’s at the door.”

Fuming at his call and now the interruption of the doorbell, I slipped on one of Eddie’s large t-shirts that barely covered my thighs that I sometimes slept in and walked to the door holding the phone in my hand. I dropped it in shock when I opened the door. Billy was standing there. “What the shit are you doing here Billy?” I stammered as I looked at him.

“Surprised to see me again? I’m here to get my pictures. I didn’t think you would send them. Aren’t you going to invite me in?” He pushed by me and entered without missing a beat. “I’m on my way to San Diego, I joined the Marines and wanted to stop by and see you. I wanted to get my pictures. You promised to send them, you remember?”

“What?” I hadn’t been quite listening, still getting over the shock of seeing him. I had heard “pictures and something about Marines” and muttered, “Fuck”. He was still talking and I wasn’t listening. I was still in shock and looking out the door expecting to see Kevin and Mike.

I turned and faced him. “Where is Kevin and Mike?”

“You didn’t hear me? They got into a lot of trouble and are in jail. I don’t think their parents are going to bail them out this time. They wanted me to ask you if you would defend them.”

I still wasn’t quite listening and asked, “What the hell are you talking about, Kevin and Mike in jail and me defending them. Who asked to have me defend them? What is this all about?”

“Kevin told me to ask you.”

“Kevin? Just what did he and istanbul escort Mike do?” I didn’t want him in the house but I was curious. “Sit down and tell me about it.” I wanted to find out what they had done. With Billy being alone, I didn’t feel any apprehension in being alone with him. I felt safe enough. Billy sat on the couch and I sat in a chair facing him.

“Ok. Tell me.” I was intently watching his face and was so curious about what he was going to tell me that I forgot I was nearly nude and wasn’t really aware that the t-shirt had slid up and was not really covering me.

“Kevin and Mike got in with the wrong crowd and into drugs and drugged some girls at a party and raped them. They were the first ones and the ones the girls remembered. There were other guys doing it to them too.” He paused for a few seconds before continuing. “Anyway they got caught.” He paused again and that was then I noticed where he was looking. I rose up just a little and worked the t-shirt back into place and pulled a pillow into my lap to cover me more.

Deciding I was covered enough I asked, “Continue Billy, where were you in all of this? Did you take part?”

“Oh no! What they were doing was wrong. I got out of there right away. I didn’t want anything to do with that. That’s why I am here now. People were talking. I was guilty by association by just running around with Kevin and Mike. I had to get away.”

“You swear you didn’t have anything to do with that? If you did, I don’t want you here. With what you told me there would be no way I would defend them nor you for that matter.” He nodded his head in understanding. “Why did you decide to join the Marines and not finish school? I thought you had a football scholarship?”

“I did but Kevin and Mike ruined all of that. Some of the guys were on the team and the coach canned anyone under suspicion. I was included. I thought it best if I just left and the Marines seemed like a good place to go.”

We sat there in silence for a few minutes, I was lost in thought. Billy seemed more subdued, a different person from our previous encounter when the three were together.

“When do you have to report?”

“I need to be there by Saturday next week. Since this is Friday, that gives me 8 days to drive there. Plenty of time. We have cousins in San Diego that are going to keep my truck while I’m in boot camp. That’s why I need to get there Saturday to see them. I have to report the next Monday.”

“It’s getting late Billy, do you have a place to stay in town?” I was hoping he did. I didn’t want him to stay here. “There are some good motels by the freeway.” I caught him looking at my crotch again that somehow the pillow was no longer covering.

“Huh, oh yes, I’ll stay in town and drive on in the morning. Is there any way I can get my pictures now?”

I had already forgotten about them and jumped up. “Yes Billy I’ll do that right now. Do you have a jump drive? If you don’t I can burn them onto a CD.” I had already sat down in front of my computer and powered it up. He had moved and was standing behind me where he could see the monitor. I could feel the heat from him.

He handed me a jump drive. It was 32GB which was more than what was needed. When he saw the pictures I downloaded he sounded disappointed.

“This is all of them?”

“This is all you’re getting. I destroyed the rest. I did leave some pictures of me in this group. See.” I said as I handed him back his flash drive.

He had leaned down and was leaning over me looking at the pictures I was scrolling through on the monitor while placing his hands on my shoulders gently massaging them. At first I started to protest but his hands felt good. My neck muscles were stiff from tension and I discovered tightness between my shoulder blades. I leaned forward in the chair as he moved his fingers there. It felt good. Eddie did this for me just like this. I closed my eyes lost in the feeling. I leaned forward even more as his hands worked their way across my back relaxing me. It had been months since anyone had given me a back massage.

I was startled out of my bliss when his hands reached under my arm pits and picked me up from the chair. I turned to protest and was going strike him when I paused in shock discovering he was nude. His arms grasp me in a bear hug and his lips crushed mine. I first tried to fight back. I wasn’t going to let this happen. I was flaying my fists at him hitting him where I could. I was losing, gasping for air as his kisses smothered me. I felt myself giving in. I was kissing him back. Sucking and dueling with his tongue. I could feel the heat growing in my groin. Where his very hard and hot cock pressed between us, skin to skin above my panties and against my bare stomach, the heat was burning me. I was totally involved in his kisses and the burning heat from his cock and wasn’t aware of when he ran his hands under the T-shirt and expertly pulled it off over my head. As my arms automatically kadıköy escort raised to allow it, his mouth and hands lowered and found my breasts. In his crouching positioned his hard cock slipped between my legs, the head sliding in the moisture soaking through my panties and poking for its reward. The heat I felt there made me tremble. His sucking and teasing each nipple sent shock waves cascading through my body building the heat within me and accumulating deep in my groin. His mouth worked its way from my breasts down my flat stomach and paused at my covered mound. As he kneeled down before me, his hands quickly tugged at the waistband of my panties and pulled them down and I automatically kicked them free. My hands went to his shoulders supporting my weight as he gripped my hips and pulled me to him. I wasn’t thinking straight, I wasn’t thinking at all when I thrust my pussy toward his waiting mouth and tongue and shivered in delight as his tongue slipped between my already wet swollen lips.

This was wrong, my subconscious was telling me. I had sworn to only be with Eddie. I wanted no other. I told myself to pull away but my body was telling me otherwise. The heat from his hard cock had burned where it touched me. I flashed back to the first time I held him in my hands and marveled at his large size, the way he felt in my hands, the way he filled me. My body desired to be filled again with this huge cock. My mind and body were in conflict. Which one would win?

“No Billy, we can’t do this. I can’t do this. Not now.” I tried to pull away but he held me tightly, his big hands digging into my hips. “No Billy, you can’t. I don’t want you. It’s not safe for me. Please Billy don’t do this!”

I hit him with my fists and dug my fingernails into his shoulders trying to get his attention to make him stop and he paused withdrawing his tongue only long enough to say, “You want me Sara, I can smell it, see it and taste it. Your pussy is wet, swollen and begging for me. You taste so good. You are so beautiful,” and quickly drove his tongue back into me.

“No Billy,” I was begging, sobbing at what he was doing to me. “Billy, don’t do this. Please Billy don’t do this.”

I was whimpering now, tears forming I my eyes at what was happening. He was right. I knew it. My body wanted him. I couldn’t fight it. I shivered in both anticipation and fear as his lips and tongue found my clit and started teasing it. My body overrode my subconscious telling me it was Ok as he began sucking at my clit pulling on it with his tongue and lips. My hips were involuntarily gyrating against his mouth. My fingernails again dug into his shoulders as he started sucking on it, not to get him to stop but in anticipation for what would soon come. It had been months since anyone had done this to me. I could feel my release building, the quivering starting deep within me.

I didn’t mean to but I shouted, “Oh god Billy, make me cum! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, Oh god Billy… Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh “F-Fuck, I-I’m CUMMING! AHHHH FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!”

My knees buckled and if it wasn’t for his strong arms and hands I would have slumped to the floor but he held me up, picked me up with his hands around my hips as he stood and carried my quivering body towards the wall, bracing my back against it as he thrust his cock up trying to position it to enter. I was so swollen open and wet I felt the head of his cock slide in my slickness, find my opening and enter me on the first try. It had been so easy for him, with no resistance from me. The ecstasy of my orgasm made any resistance impossible. My body wanted him inside me. My body was hot and swollen open, begging for him. When he felt the head of his cock enter, he both dropped and pulled me down on him while thrusting up hard burying his entire length with one sudden thrust. The suddenness and largeness of him forcefully bottoming against my cervix knocked the wind from me. I gasp with the sudden pain he caused. It felt like he was pushing my stomach up into my lungs. That wasn’t all either. My arms automatically went to wrap around his neck to help hold me up but they never got there. He had grabbed them with both his hands and held them above my head, holding them against the wall stretching me. I tried to get my legs around his waist but he leaned back just enough to let me slide down the wall to where just the tip of my toes touched the floor leaving me impaled on his hard cock. When he began thrusting into me this way, new waves of pleasure rushed through me. The base of his large cock and pelvis ground into my tinder clit with the fullness and angle of his penetration. I was stuffed full with new sensations of a large cock stretching me that I had never felt before.

Gaining back my sanity I tried to fight back the feelings, and again cried out trying to stop him, “No Billy, you’ll get me pregnant. Please Billy, stop!”

He didn’t listen or didn’t care. He kept up his thrusting.

I was trying to get control of my own body kağıthane escort and was sobbing and pleading with him. “No Billy, You can’t cum inside me. You’ll get me pregnant! Please don’t cum inside me, pull out before you cum!”

He wasn’t listening.

Tears were running down my face mixing with the sweat that was glistening on my body and mixing with his. I was having trouble fighting off the pleasurable feelings. The exquisite sensation of being fucked this way was quickly building up into an explosive release. I knew if this happened there would be no stopping him. I was almost at the point of no return.

“Stop Billy, pull out! Please Billy stop this and pull out! Please don’t cum in me. I’ll do whatever you want just don’t cum in me! Let me suck you off! I want to taste you!”

Finally listening to me he paused in his thrusting holding himself in deep and looked at me, seriously looked at me. “You’ll do anything I want if I don’t cum in you. Anything?”

I knew he had been close, I had felt his muscles tightening, saw the straining in his face and felt a slight spasm in his cock. I hoped I had stopped him in time and the spasm had not been a release of precum. That alone could get me pregnant.

“Yes Billy, I’ll do anything you want.” I was sobbing uncontrollably now. Hoping, praying that now I had his attention he would actually stop. “If you cum inside me, you’ll get me pregnant. I’ve been off the pill for over three months. You can cum in my mouth or my ass if you want, just don’t cum in my pussy.”

In my pleading, I wasn’t aware he was making small shallow thrusts, just barely moving inside me keeping both of us fully aroused.

He grinned at me saying, “What if coming in your pussy is what I want! You getting pregnant is not my problem.”

He started thrusting again, this time long slow thrusts.

“No Billy, please don’t!”

I knew he was getting close again, I felt his muscles tightening. He was no longer straining to hold it back, he was tiring, holding me this way and needing to cum. I could see it in his face.

“Sara, I’m gunna cum in you.”

“No! Please No! Oh god no!”

I tried to twist away hoping I could make him drop me but he shoved in hard and deep and held still as his cock began flexing and throbbing, releasing ribbons of cum into me.

He was whimpering, “Oh fuck, oh god you feel good Sara. I forgot how good you felt.”

I felt his pulsating cock filling me and was trying to hold back my own release but on about the second spasm of his cock, I lost it.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh, oh Billy, oh fuck Billy, cum in me, I want you to cum in me, cum deep…” My quivering pussy milked at his cock trying to pull it in deeper and empty it. I was in ecstasy even though I had tried to stop it and couldn’t believe what I heard myself saying.

Weakened, Billy slid us both to the floor as our orgasms racked our bodies. I lay there quivering, as Billy continued empting into me thrusting slightly helping the muscles of my quivering pussy milk his cock pulling him deeper into me.

We lay where we fell, Billy on top pinning me under him. We were both panting hard gasping for air. Exhausted I lay under him slowly recovering wondering what I was going to do. I was full of his sperm and knew most were racing deep within me towards the reward that should have been Eddies. I was ashamed and hated myself knowing and not believing how intense my orgasm had been when his sperm filled me.

Billy began to slightly snore. His weight was getting to be unbearable. I knew I had to get out from under him and clean up. I had some morning after pills and hoped they would work. I had used them several times before when I had accidents. I didn’t get pregnant and didn’t really know if it was because of the pill or that I wasn’t fertile at the time. Those times had been when I had forgotten to take my birth control for several days. This time I had been off birth control for over three months. My body had to be in the fertile cycle now no chemicals to interfere. I tried to count the days since my period and couldn’t concentrate. The way my body reacted though I knew I had to be. I was most horny during ovulation. I figured that was why my orgasms had been so intense.

I started to squirm out from under him hoping I wouldn’t wake him. I had to get either him or me out of the house. I had to get away from him. I was just about out from under him when I looked at his eyes. He was watching me with a grin on his face.

“Where do you think you are going?” He reached out and grabbed my ankle as I tried to escape, kicking at him with my free foot. He grabbed it too and pulled me back positioning himself between my legs, my oozing pussy aimed right at his growing cock. “I want more of you!”

“No Billy…” I started to say as I watched his cock flex as it was growing hard. I told myself then it was already too late and I might as well let him continue to have his way. I wouldn’t be able to stop him anyway. I let him pull me to him. When he lifted my legs and pushed my knees up to where they were touching the floor with my head between them was all it took for me. I gave myself to him completely. He positioned the head of his cock at my opening and shoved in suddenly fast and furious bottoming out with the slap of his balls against my butt.

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Author’s Note:

Dear Readers,

As with my previous submission, this one is a slow build and a bit on the lengthy side. It may not be for everyone. For those who continue reading, I hope you enjoy. All feedback and comments are welcome.

-S. Maddoxxx

*****

Toni Davies sat at the stoplight waiting for green as she took into account the sparse traffic. She glanced at her dashboard clock. 10:13 am. Thanksgiving Day. She was already exhausted. It would make sense if the exhaustion was due to efforts geared towards basting a turkey just right or baking multiple pies. No, it was from breaking up a fist fight between two 14-year old girls. She had gotten the call around 4:10 that morning. She was the clinical director of Hope’s Heart, a non-profit agency serving at-risk youth and with the position came attending to just about every major crises with the kids that resided at the girl’s group home. There were plenty of other staff members on the list that were to be called before Toni, but it was hard to get someone to answer their phone at 4 in the morning on a holiday. Except for Toni. She always answered. Always.

Toni knew she should set better boundaries. A special place in her heart for the girls combined with her lifelong inability to say no caused her to be overworked. As a Masters level, licensed clinical social worker with 10 years experienced, Toni knew she could walk into any hospital setting or contract herself out to several other big corporations for a lot less hours and a lot more money than what she was making at Hope’s Heart, but she really wanted to make a difference in the lives of the families they served. That was the kind of heart Toni had. She had it her entire life. She couldn’t help it. If there was ever anybody in need she wanted to help them. The problem was she often neglected herself in the process.

Toni pulled down her visor, glanced in the mirror, and winced. She looked terrible. She had not had time to get ready properly. No make-up, dark circles around her big, almond shaped light brown eyes, and her hair looked like that of somebody who just broke up a fight between two adolescent girls. Her flawless chestnut brown skin, usually her best feature, looked ashen. After getting the call and believing it was a true emergency, she rushed to get dressed, which included a wrinkled blouse and the same skirt she had worn yesterday. She threw her hair into what barely passed as a pony tail and dodged out of the house. After breaking up the fight between Crystal and Sarah, Toni spent another hour calming Crystal down about what was behind her picking the fight in the first place, her mother had canceled on her visit to see her for Thanksgiving.

Toni was supposed to be relieved at 6 which would give her time to get the corn and potatoes ready, her contribution to the Thanksgiving meal at Cynthia’s, pick out something decent to wear, and most importantly, get some sleep. But a staff member called in sick. Another staff member did come in at 8, but the kids wanted Toni to stay for the Thanksgiving breakfast they had prepared. She couldn’t say no to that. Next, the parents started to arrive which triggered Crystal’s tantrum all over again. Toni stayed until Crystal calmed down and begin to enjoy herself with the other kids’ families.

When Toni was finally able to leave. She called Cynthia to say she would be late, but Cynthia told her to come right away. Toni gave a slight protest about not having anything cooked and what she was wearing, but ended up bypassing home and going straight to Cynthia’s. When her 8-months pregnant best friend, who already has three other young children, tells her to get to her house, Toni figured she better get there. Toni guessed she probably needed extra help with the kids and her family in the mist of all of the cooking since Cynthia’s husband he had an emergency bypass that came on the schedule yesterday evening.

Toni yawned as the familiar exhaustion became more apparent. The last few months had been like this for her. Barely getting even 4 hours of sleep at night. Three workers at Hope’s Heart had quit in the past weeks and it put added duties on top of everything else she had to do. She glanced at the gas gauge and reminded herself to fill up soon. She turned up the knob on the heater. The temperature was in the low 30’s and she had not put on a proper coat in her rush outside the house that morning. The light, thin thing she had on would not even pass as a coat in this weather. She looked up at the sky. The forecast had said there was a strong chance of sleet later, which would make the roads dangerously icy. She might have to sleep over at Cynthia’s tonight.

Toni moved through the green light. Her depression was weighing on her like a wet blanket. It had been a year since she had broken up with Greg. What she had discovered, or maybe what she knew all along, was it wasn’t him she missed, but what the relationship was supposed to become. haramidere escort He had been her only serious relationship in her entire 31 years. It lasted for 5. It was supposed to be the one. To fix whatever she felt was broken inside of her, whatever made her have that inability to truly feel loved or connected to a romantic partner. She was supposed to fall in love with him, but never did. He knew it too and was probably just going through the motions like she did. When Toni found out he was seeing his ex-girlfriend behind her back, she was not even surprised. Her only real hurt came from the fear that her relationship with Greg was her one shot at happiness and she failed at it. Losing her Aunt Mattie 2 years ago, who raised her from age 4 on after her mother died, did not help matters. Her depression started then and became compounded over the last year between the break up, work, and not taking care of herself physically. She had already lost 30 pounds this year without even trying.

Toni hoped she could get to Cynthia’s before any of the other guests arrived. Guests. Just thinking of the word made the knot in her stomach grow tighter and she knew it was the thought of one guest in particular that made her feel that way. When Cynthia first talked about having Thanksgiving at her house Toni didn’t give it a second thought because she usually spent the holidays at Cynthia’s. They were like a second family to her. Cynthia Johnson had been her best friend ever since they had been roommates freshmen year.

Toni was looking forward to the Thanksgiving meal. She was making a guest list for Cynthia when she stopped cold over one name in particular before Cynthia could get out of her mouth good. Allison Conway. Damn, Toni hated that woman with a passion. Allison was such a strong personality. She stood 5’8, had rich creamy skin the color of dark honey, and big hazel eyes. Truth be told, she was stunningly gorgeous. Absolutely beautiful and always dressed to the 9’s. She had such a presence. She walked into each and every room like she owned it, whether it was a board room, five-star restaurant, or a ladies room. She was the epitome of female poise, brilliance, confidence, sexiness…and Toni couldn’t stand her.

She first met Allison at a birthday party for Ron. She was some high powered lawyer at the firm that Cynthia worked at. At first, Toni was just in awe of how beautiful she was and excited to meet her. Then something strange started to happened during their times together. What really got to Toni about Allison was how critical she was of Toni. No matter what, in some way, she was criticizing what she wore, how she looked, where she lived, her job. It almost came to blows on that last issue. It was at a promotion celebration for Cynthia. Toni was late getting there and made an apologetic vent about not having anybody to cover her at work and how tired she felt. Allison took the opportunity to mention what a waste it was to work at a job where one is overqualified and underpaid. Plus, if people where supposed to come in and cover her, then it was up to her to stand firm about them coming in. Toni could have reached across the table and smacked her. Smacked her good. Her desire to see Cynthia have a nice time and not be put out of the restaurant and branded as some psychotic fool was the only thing that saved Allison that day.

Then there was the time that Allison showed up out of the blue when Toni was sick just to admonish her about not seeing the doctor for her flu symptoms. Toni had passed out earlier that day at work and was rushed to the emergency room. She was released the same day, and called Cynthia when she got home who insisted on bringing her some soup. When Toni opened the ringing door, it was not Cynthia, but Allison who stood on the steps. It was so weird. Toni couldn’t figure out for the life of her why this busy attorney, who she only had a few encounters with, would take time just to come all the way to her home and point out how wrong again Toni was for something. Being overly medicated and half-asleep was the only thing that allowed Allison to escape Toni’s burgeoning wrath yet again. But the day was coming. Toni could feel it.

Then there was everything else they argued about-politics, capital punishment, welfare, capitalism, gap between rich and poor. Toni on one side and Allison on another. Many of a dinner engagement, or club outing found all the other ladies eating or on the dance floor while Toni and Allison engaged in passionate debates and ignoring everything around them. As much as it upset her when arguing with Allison, Toni had to admit she never felt more alive. Everything and everyone around her was so mundane, so predictable. Even though she loved Cynthia like a sister, their conversations were often dry, predictable scripts regarding Cynthia’s kids, Ron’s work, or what was on sale at the grocery store. Allison brought something out of her içerenköy escort that she could not put her finger on just yet. She challenged her. Allison knew her stuff. The woman was well read. Journal articles, books, the news, she did her research. Toni often found that they had read many of the same things, just had different perceptions of them. Allison knew so many more things other than the law. And while Toni disagreed with about 90% of what she said, Allison always made a good case for it and Toni had to respect that. Cynthia mentioned on more than one occasion how brilliant Allison was, being one of the youngest Jr. partners in their firm. Toni hated to admit it, but Allison kept her on her toes. She awakened something inside of her.

But there was a barrier. She felt in Allison’s eyes like she was not rich enough, fashionable enough…good enough. And it seemed this criticism was only directed at Toni. Allison, was in fact, sweet as sugar to everyone else. While always somewhat bossy, she was still helpful, kind, and respectful. From different encounters she had with Allison at dinner parties with Cynthia, spa days, going to the movies, she had seen Allison give the same respect she reserved for top executives, to wait staff and housekeepers. Allison was always warm, polite, welcoming…except when it came to Toni. For the life of her, Toni could not figure out why Allison disliked her so much. Toni knew she wasn’t the corporate America type and looked all the time like she had just finished shopping at the Bargain Bin while putting out a fire, but she was a nice person. At least everyone else thought so. Allison was such a snob when it came to her. And that smug smile. Toni detested that smile and it was only reserved for Toni. It was a smile that said, “I know how to get to you and I am going to keep doing it because I can.”

A knot in Toni’s stomach grew tighter as she made the familiar right onto Sycamore Street. She even felt her breath quicken and could not believe she had this much anxiety about being in Allison’s presence. A sense of relief washed over her as Cynthia’s newly purchased two story house came into view. The only other car in the driveway was Cynthia’s station wagon that was currently without heat. No sign of Allison’s fire-red Lexus, beige Land Rover, or whatever other luxury cars she drove. Toni was elated. Allison was always prompt. Always. No matter how hard Toni tried, she could never arrive anywhere to anything before Allison. Like she set it up on purpose just to get Toni nervous by watching her come in and judge what she wore, how she walked, whatever she could sneer at. So Toni knew that if Allison was not here by now, she was not going to make it. Probably had some client to meet and squeeze another dollar from, Toni thought. She was surprised Allison even celebrated Thanksgiving and it wasn’t just another workday for her.

Toni pulled into the driveway and got out. She knew Cynthia would not give her grief about showing up empty handed and there was probably plenty of other food. She was surprised she was the first one there. She hoped she could get time to change into something of Cynthia’s and become somewhat decent looking before the other guests arrived. Toni rang the bell and began digging in her purse for her key when the door opened and she was greeted by a large pair of soft brown eyes. “Auntie Toni!,” screamed Cynthia ‘s 6-year-old daughter, Dasia, who took the next second to hop into Toni’s arms. Toni picked her up and closed the door. “Hey, baby,” she said as she gave her a kiss and walked further into the house. Something was off. RJ, Cynthia’s 4-year- old son, ran into the foyer. “Ms. Toni!” Dasia reluctantly got down as Toni bent to give RJ his hug and stood up. Something was definitely not right. She took a deep sniff and realized what it was. She didn’t smell any food. “Mommy is getting ready and then we can go,” Dasia said looking up at her. “Go where?” Toni inquired as she grabbed both the kids’ hands and made her way into the kitchen. It was completely clean except for a bag of open Cheetos on the counter. “Where is all the food?” Toni asked.

Suddenly, Cynthia rushed in carrying 1-year-old Marcus, diapers, and wearing nothing but a slip. Cynthia gave Toni a kiss on the cheek then handed her the baby. “Hey, girl. How was work? Will you change little Marcus? I still have to put my dress on.” She looked Toni up and down. “Oooh, you look tired.”

Toni followed her out of the kitchen with the baby and other kids. “Cynthia, what is going on and where are you all going?” Cynthia picked her dress off from the back of the couch and started to put it on while Toni began changing the baby. “Well, on Tuesday we found out Ron’s sister couldn’t make it and, of course, Ron has to work today. And this morning, they grounded all flights out of Chicago because of the weather so my mom and brother can’t make it.” Cynthia put her dress on innovia escort and tried grabbing her shoes from RJ and Dasia who thought this was the perfect moment for keep away. “So with not everybody coming I got to thinking was it still worth it cooking such a large meal.” Toni finished with the baby’s diaper as Cynthia finally wrangled her shoes from the giggling kids.

Toni grabbed a nearby brush and began brushing Dasia’s hair back into a pony tail. “Well I was telling all of this to Allison.” At immediate mention of the name, Toni went cold and the knot in her stomach from earlier started to tighten. “Well,” Cynthia continued, “She mentioned that her family was coming over so why don’t we all go to her house. She said she didn’t mind cooking and was looking forward to it.” Toni sat in stone silence with the brush still in Dasia’s hair. “Aunt Toni, you’re pulling to tight,” Dasia protested through clinched teeth. Toni snapped back to reality. With shaky hands she quickly finished with Dasia’s hair at which Dasia made a quick escape. “Isn’t that great?” Cynthia chided. We will be spending Thanksgiving at Allison’s new house.” Toni knew yelling out the obscenities that were itching to come out may not be the best response, so she settled for a huge fake smile that kept her from having to say anything. Whether Cynthia ever detected Toni’s distain of Allison or not, on any occasion, she hid it well.

Cynthia beamed as she picked up the baby and ushered the other kids toward the coat rack. Feeling numb and in a daze, Toni walked over to help the kids get their coats on. “Her home is absolutely gorgeous,” Cynthia went on. “We have been there a few times. It is simply amazing. She lives in Auburn Heights.” Toni just kept her smile on as she put back on her own thin coat and ushered the kids out the front door. Inside her head she was cursing. Auburn Heights was one of the most affluent and wealthiest neighborhoods in the entire city. Of course she would live there Toni thought to herself. “Are you sure you don’t want a warmer coat?” Cynthia asked. The temperature is supposed to drop severely later this evening. We will probably be at Allison’s a while.” Toni almost tripped off the front step from that last statement. “Aunt Toni, are you ok?” Dasia asked sweetly. “I’m fine, sweetie,” Toni said and helped the kids get into her car and buckled up.

She got the car seat from the station wagon and fixed it up in the back for little Marcus. “Thanks for driving,” Cynthia said as she strapped him in and headed to the front. “We still need to get the wagon looked at.” Toni just stood outside the car. Everyone else was in, buckled up, and ready to go. She wondered what would happen, short of a psychiatric stay and frostbite, if she just decided to not to get in the car and stand there all night. “Toni quit standing there like that!” Cynthia called up at her. “It’s cold and we are already late. Come on.” Toni let out a silent groan and got inside of the car.

As Toni backed down the driveway, a plan started to form in her mind. The last thing she wanted to ever do was spend a second, let alone her Thanksgiving, at Allison Conway’s house. Seeing her at Cynthia’s house was one thing, but being on Allison’s home turf was whole other ball game. This day had already been horrible. It had been both mentally and physically exhausting and she didn’t have it in her to face the arrogance and ego of that woman today. She was NOT going to that woman’s house to hear her criticize everything from her job, clothes, car and whatever else Allison could pick apart. Toni looked to her side and in the rear view mirror at her eager passengers, all smiles and ready for the trip. As she drove, Toni glanced over at Cynthia. Toni hated to do it, but she was desperate. Perhaps this would be a great time to remind Cynthia of the conversation they had a few weeks ago about Cynthia wanting to have their first Thanksgiving dinner in the new house. Cynthia had been so excited about it. It was not too late. They could turn the car around and go back home and whip something together.

Toni opened her mouth. “Cynthia, I was just think-”

You know I am so glad Allison is doing this for us,” Cynthia interjected. “Being 8-months pregnant and with 3 other kids to look after, there was no way I was looking forward to standing on my feet all day cooking. I can cook a big Thanksgiving meal next year at the house. No big deal. I felt bad at first, but Ron and the kids are fine with it. If he gets off early enough, he will swing by Allison’s and eat with us.” Toni clamped her mouth shut. Damn she thought to herself. It seemed kind of cruel to bring it up now. Toni could feel her breathing getting more rapid as she got on the freeway on- ramp. It was about 45 minutes to Allison’s house and she needed another plan fast.

Toni looked in the rearview mirror at the eager faces of the kids. Even little Marcus was beaming and he had no clue what was going on. Toni knew it was low, but she remembered past instances at their other friends’ houses where the kids refused to eat other people’s food. They could be very picky eaters at times. Perhaps Cynthia needed this pointed out to save her some embarrassment and they could just turn the car around and go back home before it was too late. “You know Cynthia-“

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I was 47 when I recognised that I wasn’t exactly as straight as I’d heretofore assumed. Now, I flatter myself that I’m about as liberal, open-minded and sex-positive a human as you could hope to meet in normal life, and given that I’ve been pretty open on the kink scene for about 4 years, my ‘normal’ casts a pretty wide net. But no, as far as I was concerned up to that point, I was comfortable counting a pretty wide variety of LGBTQ+ people within my friendship group, openly and on social media, but it really wasn’t my thing.

Except. Except … Except lots of things, as it turns out. My fiancée Helena knew. She’d always kind of known, and there were lots of bits of our play that had dropped some pretty broad hints. I was quite happy to slip into a little pleated tartan skirt and take photos to send her, entirely because she ‘needed a laugh and a bit of cheering up’; when I was in San Francisco, I went underwear shopping in the Castro and browsed gay hook up apps (strictly for research); I thoroughly enjoyed anal play (although I found it a difficult thing to ask for). I still deny that my willingness and ability to run up a set of curtains for me and lacy underwear for her on her sewing machine is an indicator.

She’s not entirely sure when she knew for certain, but one of the moments was watching the Neil Gaiman fantasy, Stardust. When she saw De Nero as Captain Shakespeare, she knew — the rough, tough sailor, entirely in touch with his feminine side in the privacy of his own cabin? Oh yeah. That’s a pretty good fit. It’s entirely likely that I did too, but that sort of thought got pushed straight back under its rock. Thinking about it now, I remember a whole lot of different things over ciplak izle the years that I even recognised at the time, but shook off and pushed away.

One afternoon last summer (and I can tell you exactly when, because there were a lot of photos), we had a 4-day weekend with the house to ourselves, a little therapeutic social lubricant was taken. Half an hour later, we were full of good ideas, excitement and activity — out came the dressing up boxes (and there are plenty of them — we’re kinky, remember?). Masks, feathers, PVC shorts, silky stuff, the whole lot. Make-up was applied liberally, and with more enthusiasm than skill. Filth was spilled into my ear, ‘You’re such a pretty thing with your eyeshadow and lippy’, ‘You look like such a slut!’, ‘Look at my big, fat dildo. Why don’t you get down on your knees and give it a good suck. I bet you wish that was a real one, don’t you?’

Fuck. I so fucking did.

Later, when we’d calmed down, thoughts were thought that can’t be unthought. Things were remembered that can’t be unremembered. That time at an Outward Bound residential course aged 17, when we’d been camping in bivouacs and I’d wandered over to a neighbour’s camp, and come so fucking close to kissing him. It wasn’t conscious, it was just a moment, and I pulled myself up short and made my excuses and left. I remembered thinking about it a lot when I was doing my apprenticeship in the early 90s, and coming out to my Fine Arts student girlfriend that I thought I might be bisexual, and her shutting that down hard.

I got married when I was in my mid 20s to someone who wasn’t really open to the idea that sex might be something that one has for fun, and I was away with commander fort izle work a lot, in a job that was absolutely not conducive to personal growth and exploration — it would have been career ending prior to 2000. I don’t really remember doing anything more challenging to heteronormativity than occasionally putting a pair of stockings on to have a wank. See? Even then, suppressed, it hadn’t gone away.

It was only once I’d met Helena and started a second career that I had sufficient space and capacity to let those thoughts grow and develop however they may, albeit under the deep cover of my subconscious thoughts. Within the kink community, you meet all sorts — the Glaswegian truck driver with a harem of voluntary slaves, the Professor who does cutting edge research during the week and likes to be treated as a puppy at the weekend, the submissive to her partner who is a Pro Domme studying for her Masters, the sweet seller, the Buddhist, the leather, latex and silk fetishists, the Trans men and women and the Crossdressers. I can say three things for certain about that community; there is no correlation between career choice or success and your fetish; it absolutely teaches you to have an open mind and not to make assumptions; and kink, queerness and all your honestly felt sexual responses are bred in the bone. It’s nature that puts it there, nurture just guides its growth.

I completely recognise my good luck and privilege. I have the most incredible partner, who tells me that it’s the core me that she fell in love with, and the honesty and refusal to feel shame about my sexuality just grows that more, that all the other stuff is surface dressing. I realise that copenhagen cowboy izle growing up white and in the UK (albeit a pretty repressive bit of it) confers huge fortune on me. She’s been with me on this path before I realised there was a path to be on. I’m out to my children and a select group of friends. I’m not out at work yet, but I know that’s coming in due course. Probably when someone makes a crassly homophobic comment and I come out of the closet, just to give them a verbal slap in the teeth. I’m definitely out to the blogosphere, or at least that kink/erotica subsection of it. I’m rubbish at not being my authentic self, and now that authentic self has shifted a bit, so will the ‘me’ I present to the world.

Well, most of ‘me’. I don’t think the world needs to know that I’m a pansexual kinkster with a penchant for wearing stockings, suspender and knickers under his day clothes. I generally bundle all that lot up under the Queer flag. I see the non-heterosexual world as a multidimentional space with axes for gender presentation, sexual attraction, gender identity and all the other spectra we use to describe ourselves. Detailed labels put you in a boxed off corner of it, and influences how others see you, and to an extent how you see yourself. A Sapir-Whorf hypothesis for gender studies, if you like. I want the whole space to play in, or at least as much of it as I feel comfortable in.

I’ll probably self-describe outwardly as bisexual, because anything else takes far too long to explain. Where this all goes, I have no idea, but I’m going to keep following my nose towards interesting people and places and experiences. That’s how we ended up in a party decorated with half a dozen ripped open feather pillows and lashings of golden syrup, how I ended up having sex with another man with our partners watching and enthusiastically encouraging us, and how there’s a decent chance I’ll be playing nicely with a pretty trans girl this weekend.

Are you coming along for the ride?

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He walks into his large, Victorian style house after a long but arousing day at the office. The new receptionist is breathtaking: Her long, fire-red hair flows around her shoulders and back, enhancing her perfectly tanned skin and complimenting her emerald-green eyes and ruby-red lips. She wears a sheer white, very low-cut top that accents her large firm breasts. They’re nestled in a white lace bra that could easily be seen through the silk-like blouse. Every time he glanced her way all he could focus on were impressions from her hard nipples piercing into the shimmering material as if they were trying to escape. When she walks out from behind her desk he can’t help but stare at her long, toned legs barely covered by a short black skirt, but lightly covered by the black stockings with a seam that ran enticingly up the back of her legs and walked in slender-strapped black heels. The vision of this woman awakes every animalistic urge in his body. Unable to stop, he continues to fantasize about throwing her on the desk and having wild passionate sex with her. He is sure that all the men at the firm are having the same raunchy thoughts about her that he is.

His pulse races as his mind snaps back from the pleasant memories of the day. He hears his wife in the basement tending to the laundry. Putting his things down, he hangs his coat then takes a moment to clear his head before going down to greet her. She’s wearing a tank top and shorts; her long wet hair tells him that she had showered and changed after work. As his quick inspection ends his eyes meet hers and she smiles sweetly up at him.

“Hello, honey. How was your day, pent up in that big ‘ol corner office?” She says with giggle.

“It was very” He pauses for a moment. “Very nice. I’m considering a new, merger.” He finishes with a devilishly raised eyebrow and smile.

“That’s wonderful, I hope it all works out. I’ll start dinner after I’m done down here.” She quickly walks over and gives him a peck on the lips then returns to the laundry.

“I’m sure it will. Take your time,” he says as he watches the muscles in her stomach move as she folds. “I’m not interested in food at the moment anyway.” She flashes him a devilish grin and continues with her work. His mind strays back to the sights and fantasies from the office; he walks up behind her putting his arms tightly around her waist and kisses her neck.

Enjoying the sensation of his touch, she lets her head fall back upon his shoulder and closes her soft green eyes, savoring his kisses. Bringing her arm up around his head she holds him lightly to her neck as he begins to nip and bite at her neck. He knows how wild it drives murder under the friday night lights izle her, she begins to groan softly under her breath. With a quick fluid motion he spins her so that they face each other and presses his body against hers, pushing her against the table where she had been folding clothes. The delicate curves of her body cling to him; she’s his for the taking just as he planned.

Their hot lips meet in a passionate kiss and their tongues feverishly dance together within their mouths. Closing his eyes he pictures the long, toned legs in the black stockings that he watched all day at his office. His hands run up and down her sides and back, firmly feeling her soft skin through the sheer shirt, around her flat stomach and up to her breasts. He kneads above the tank top clinging to her body while thinking of the full pert tits of the woman from work. She swiftly pulls the tank over her head, exposing her naked flesh and, with one-hand, guides his head closer.

Thinking of the long nipples in the white blouse, he kisses around her chest and large breasts, then teases her long thick nipples with the tip of his tongue. He can see himself, not in the basement of his house but at the front desk of his office as he draws her into his hot mouth. She claws at the buttons on his shirt and slides it off his shoulders, then quickly pulls his T-shirt off, trying not to disturb his current attention. Co-workers walk past the desk as he lightly traps her other nipple in his mouth, sucking and squeezing, rolling the free nipple between his thumb and finger. Her nails run up and down his back and sides as he jumps from one tit to the other sucking harder with each turn. She leans into him, nibbling and biting on his neck and shoulders, undoing his slack. His mind still in the office, he can feel the long red hair brush against his bare chest as her soft hot lips dance on his skin.

With one arm he slides all the neatly folded cloths into a jumbled pile on the floor, then reaches behind her and lifts her up onto the desk. He pulls her shorts and panties off, lets his fingers glide gently over this beautiful body. He can hear the office phones ring unanswered, the whispers of those walking past, and feels the envy of every man and women there. She wraps her strong legs around him and with her toes begin to slide down his unfastened pants and briefs. Her hands run wildly through his hair, down then up his tan, muscular back, around his broad shoulders and down his slightly hairy chest. He can still smell the seductive scent of the day as he begins murf the surf jewels jesus and mayhem in the usa izle to move down her body. Kissing and suckling her breasts, stomach, down one leg and up her inner thighs, he can almost feel the seam from the stockings. As he reaches her womanhood he lightly licks at her lips, just enough to let her know where he is.

Feeling of the tip of his tongue she arches her back, bracing herself and lifting her pelvis closer to him. He begins slowly, kissing and licking then lightly sucking on her lips. Her moaning grows louder as he speeds his actions, his mind in the office with the beautiful creature stretched out on the front desk letting him taste her. His tongue darts around her clit then, closing his mouth, he sucks slowly but firmly. He moves back and forth, licking and sucking then pushing his tongue inside as her body starts to trembles beneath him. The feel of this gorgeous woman writhing with ecstasy makes his already hard cock throb for her. Her body quivers and shakes as she pulls him by the shoulders up to her. While he’s pulled upward he continues to stimulate her sensitive clit for a minute with his finger to keep her orgasm from ending too quickly.

Her heart beginning to slow, she takes her hand and runs it down his chest to his pulsing organ, stroking him. She starts to lower herself from the table when he stops her. His only goal is to give this redheaded beauty the most pleasure she’s ever known. He kisses her and leans her backward until she is lying on the desk. He slowly runs his hands all over her body, hesitating with pleasure at her legs when he again can almost feel the stocking that he watched so intensely earlier in the day. He smiles at her as he slides her closer to him and she continues to stroke his shaft.

He becomes lost in her velvet touch as she moves her hand up and down, then begins to circle the head with her finger, lubricating her hand and his cock with his precum. When his head begins to roll back and forth she wraps her legs tightly around him and starts to guide his hard rod into her. They both moan in pleasure as he enters her slowly and starts to circle with his hips. Her body tightens around him, pulling him deeper and deeper into her wet pussy.

Pushing into her slowly, he again kneads at her breasts and teases the nipples with his fingers, still reliving the day’s arousing sights in his mind. His thrusts become faster as he pictures the office, the people, the read-headed vixen. Leaning down he bites lightly at her nipples her my dad the bounty hunter izle groaning increasing in frequency and pitch. Gripping the table, her hips moving to meet his pushing him deeper and deeper. It takes all of his will to keep himself from cumming too quickly. He thrusts hard and deep, wanting to feel every inch as her body begins to shake and her head throws about. Her fists clench so tight to the table that her knuckles are white, her raspy gasps for breath etch themselves into his mind. He slows his pace to allow her body to relax, his entire body aching for release.

He stops deep within her; she pulls herself upright meeting his wanting lips. Their tongues fight for control inside each other’s mouth as she still shakes from the after effects of her second orgasm. He grinds his groin into hers, letting her know it’s not over yet, then slowly withdraws. He then lifts her, standing her in front of him and spins her around and bends her over the desk.

His hand slowly slides upward from the small of her back, each curve just how he thought it would be. Gripping that long red hair in his fist, he gently pulls her back kissing the nape of her neck and across her shoulders and down her back. She moans at his touch, bends her leg up and starts rubbing her foot up and down his leg. As her foot touches him he notices a pair of black stockings draped over a shelf behind the table. His mind is thrown back to the office, the silky stockings, the long legs and that sultry seam that shows where to go. The thought drives him wild with lust and he quickly aligns himself with her and thrusts hard into her.

Reaching between her and the table he gropes at her chest as their hips move rhythmically together. His fingers pinch and tweak at her sensitive nipples. She grips the table as he lunges faster and deeper, moaning loudly as he thinks of those sexy black stockings on those long firm legs and tight ass that meets him with each thrust. He moves one hand down until he’s rubbing against her swollen clit, his other hand now clawing at her hair, neck and back. Her moans grow louder and faster as she once again begins to climax, her muscles gripping tightly at him as she shakes uncontrollably. He can’t control himself any longer; he wraps his arms around her and growls as he lifts her slightly form the floor with a last powerful lunge, releasing his hot seed into her.

They collapse against the desk, his hot cock still buried deep inside her. Lying there he strokes her hair gently, looking deep into her eyes, feeling complete emotional and physical satisfaction. Slowly he slides himself out of her; she turns and wraps her arms around him tightly, kissing him softly on the lips. They stand there for what seems like an eternity before she breaks away.

Walking naked towards that stairs he can only watch and admire the beauty of his wife’s naked body. She stops suddenly and turns; his eyes meet hers as she smiles seductively.

“I take it you liked the outfit I chose for my first day of work.” She giggles slightly and points to the pile of clothes on the floor. “Now you can clean up that mess.”

And she continues to walk away, naked.

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Amy and I had been dating for three years. She was smart and sexy. Amy’s body was tight. She had perky 34c breast, a 25 waist and 34 hips. She stood at 5’9″ and she had a smile that would light up the room.

During our time together, we had gotten very comfortable in the bedroom and we were willing to try almost anything.

Her favorite thing as of late was to dress up or play parts. She would lie in bed and tell me her fantasies and we would act them out. I always thought it was a healthy way of acknowledging the fact that everyone wants to fuck someone else every once in a while.

One of her favorite fantasies was to be on the beach and some guy walking up to her and he would flirt with her. As their flirtation became more bold, she would find herself sucking his cock and finally fucking him.

When she would tell me her fantasies, I would have my fingers on her pussy because I wanted to see how aroused she was by her own stories. Boy was she ever. She would become wet and grind her jewel box into my fingers trying to get relief. The entire episode would get me excited and we would end up wildly fucking each other.

As vacation time approached, I asked her were she would like to go. She said that she would like to go to the beach. So in June, we took each took off a week from work and headed to the beach.

At the beach, we stayed at an expensive resort where they had several pools, a gym, tennis courts and a golf course.

The first day, we started at the gym. Amy was wearing a tight spandex bottom that showed the great curve of her ass and a tee shirt. As we worked out, I noticed several guys checking out Amy’s body. She pretended that she did not notice them but I could tell. She would put on a show for them and after we finished working out, we went back to the room and went at each other like two dogs in heat.

After making love, we went out to the beach and we laid out near the ocean. Amy looked through her bag and said, “John, I forgot to bring the sun screen. Do you mind going back to the room? It should be on the bathroom counter.”

I got up from the beach and found myself going down the winding trail back to our room. In the room, I found the sun screen and head back out.

Ten minutes had passed and as I approached the beach, I notice a guy kneeling over Amy and he was rubbing star trek strange new worlds izle sun screen on her body. His hands were rubbing her back and slid down to her ass. He went down her ass and to her thighs. I watched for a little from a distance to see what Amy would do. She allowed him to caress her inner thighs.

As I approached, Amy quickly said, “John, this Mike. Mike was in the gym this morning and he was heading down towards the beach and had some sun screen and he was kind enough to rub some on me.” Her nipples were hard and I could tell she had enjoyed the applying of the sun screen.

Mike stood up and his cock was stiff against his suit. He stood at 6’2″ and he was muscular with dark hair and crystal blue eyes. “Well, I will be off. Nice to talk to you Amy,” he then turned around and headed down the beach.

Amy acted as if nothing had happened and we enjoyed the rest of the day. By that evening, she had become a tiger and making love was fun.

The next day, we began our day again by going to the gym. Mike was there and he watched Amy workout and she displayed her body as well as she could.

As the day ended, Amy said, “I have a surprise for you.” She smiled and told me to wait by the bed. Ten minutes later, she came out in this teddy. It was black but see-through. I could see her breast as her nipples were hard and her black pubic hair showed through the sheer underwear.

“You like what you see?” she said teasingly. “Yes, I do.” I responded. She then walked towards me and took off all my clothes. My dick sprung out of my underwear. “Someone is excited! Now, lay back,” she commanded.

She then took a pair of handcuffs and handcuffed my hands to the bed. She then took a blind fold and put them around my eyes. “Can you see?” she asked. “Nope!” was my response.

The next thing I felt was her breast against my face. “Kiss my breasts,” she commanded. I could only follow her orders. “That feels good,” she said. She moved away and I felt her hot mouth on my dick. “OH! That feels good!” I exclaimed. She giggled.

There was a knock at the door and all of a sudden, it opened. “Room service to turn down your bed sheets,” and I felt Amy jump up. I heard a woman scream and she kept saying “I am sorry!” star wars andor izle Amy tired to get her out the room and kept telling her “it was O.K.” I felt my dick go limp and then I heard a male voice go, “Hey what is going on?”

“Mike” I heard Amy say. “What are you doing here?” “Well I was passing outside and I heard a scream” he replied, “so I stopped in to see if everything was O.K. You look great,” he said. I felt very uncomfortable. Amy said, “Thanks, but I need you to go.”

The next thing I heard was silence and then the sound of heavy breathing coming from the room. My mind raced and I thought about Mike kissing my wife.

“Stop Mike!” I heard Amy say and then there was silence again. I fought desperately to get the blindfold off. As it came off, I saw Mike embracing Amy and his hands were caressing her body. She was fighting him but with each caress, she started to give into him.

Her body started to respond to his caresses and his kisses. Her head titled back, she arched her back so that her breast would meet his chest and her long sandy blonde hair was hanging. I was so stunned at the sight that I could not respond.

As Mike kissed my girlfriend, his hands removed her top and his mouth moved from her mouth down her neck and on to her tits. Her nipples responded and became hard and round and I could hear his mouth suck on her nipples. Her face showed ecstasy. “Oh goddddddddddddddddddd that feels good,” she gasped.

I hate to say it but my dick got hard as I watched Mike manhandle my woman. He then went to his knees and took off her panties and he buried his mouth on her mound and she cried out in pleasure. Her long sexy legs began to tremble and I could smell the odor of her musky pussy. She was enjoying it.

He then stood up and she kissed is lips and his chest and head south to his pants. She then took off his swimsuit and out came his cock. It stood at attention. It was 9 inches long and thick. She stared at it. Admired it. Took in the view and then stuck out her tongue and slowly touched. His cock twitched at the touch. She looked up at him with a devilish smile.

“You have a great cock! I have never seen one this big. I want that cock inside of me.” She then sank her mouth around his manhood and she began to lick and star wars visions izle suck it like I have never seen her do it. I felt jealous inside. As she had his cock in her mouth, she looked over to me and she smirked.

The look on his face was of pure pleasure. “Oh, Amy! That feels so good! Suck my cock. Suck my cock like you have never sucked a cock before!” He then looked at me and said, “She is enjoying this you know.” He was right and I knew it.

Amy then stood up and grabbed Mike by the cock and pulled him near the bed. She then took my cock in her hand and she began to massage both of our cocks. My dick responded as I watch her pull on both cocks. Mike caressed her body and all I could do was feel powerless as my hands were cuffed to the bed.

“Fuck me with that manly cock of yours Mike!” she commanded him. She then bent over on the bed and exposed her pussy. He looked at her long creamy tanned legs. He ran his fingers up and down her legs. They were soft. He bit her ass and then he came up behind her and slid his huge cock inside her. Her face lit up with the pleasure that she felt. “Oh, Mike! Now that is a cock.” As he began to pound her sweet muffin, her tits bounds in front of my face. His hands reached around and squeezed them tightly.

He took the tips of her nipples and pinched them just enough to make her scream in pleasure. “FUCK MIKE THAT FEELS GOOD.” He looked at me and said, “This is how a man fucks a woman!”

“John,” she said, “Mike’ cock is unbelievable. Your cock never filled my pussy like his.” “Oh, Oh, OH, OH, MIKE! FUCK, FUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!” Mike smiled as Amy was screaming out his name. “Fuck me Mike. Ride me hard.” Her body trembled with orgasm after orgasm. “Who is the best?” Mike shouted as he slapped her ass and rammed his meat into her. “You are babe” she cried out loud. “This is just like my fantasy,” she said. They both smiled.

“Fuck me faster, harder, harder, HARDER! FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCCKK! OH MY GOD! I AM CUMMING AGAIN!” She cried out. As he slammed her, she put her mouth on my cock and I felt her tongue sliding up and down. She was doing both of us and even though I was mad at her, my cock responded and exploded in her mouth.

I heard Mike say, “I am cumming.” She felt his hot cum enter into her pussy and she screamed out loud. “AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! THAT IS THE MOST CUM I HAVE EVER FELT INSIDE ME.” She shook from exhaustion. Her body was wet with sweat and cum. She smiled and said, “Mike that was the best.”

He picked up his pants and headed out the door. I looked at her as she uncuffed me and she began to laugh, “Boy, I am not sure if your cock will ever be able to satisfy me again. It was nice to have two cocks. It was nice to have a big cock.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Run! Get away before he says anything to you.

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

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

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

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

I’m in over my head!

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

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

“How are those blues?”

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

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

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

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Hillary had started to expand. Not quickly. But over the next several weeks she increased in size from thirty six inches to almost forty inches. What I found most intriguing was that while the tape showed a four inch increase her appearance did not really change that much. Her growth was accomplished across her whole chest. That is, she didn’t suddenly jut outward, her entire breast mass increased. It was now evident in the increased swells starting just an inch or so below her collarbone and extending outward and then sliding gently back to meet her rib cage just below the bottom of her sternum. Because she was so tall, and since her breasts were so wide side to side and top to bottom, a four inch increase was not a huge, immediately noticeable shift in her appearance when she was clothed.

Indeed, when she went shopping for new bras she found that most of them were uncomfortable because they did not take into consideration the width of her boobs. Any underwire bras were particularly cruel, digging into her flesh and leaving ugly marks. Hillary was buying only soft demi bras or others that lacked the boning used to provide “uplift” and “shaping”. The sales clerks termed her “unique” and considered finding Hillary good fitting bras to be a challenge.

And then her growth ground to a halt. For several weeks no change was seen despite her continued measurements and worry. Once again her mood turned surly and unhappy. And my pep talks seemed to fall on deaf ears. Hillary was not to be mollified or cajoled into a good mood no matter what I said. Her mood got to be so bad that we did not engage in sex for five weeks. It was the longest dry spell between us ever. I wasn’t really seeing anyone else by this time and neither was Hillary (I hoped). We never spoke of it but I was thinking of her as my steady girl and I thought she felt the same way about me. I hoped.

On a Thursday I met her at the apartment. I wasn’t spending much time at the frat house, mostly staying with Hillary. But the last several days I found it easier to sleep at the house. Hillary’s mood was just plain pissy and I’d felt the need to get away for a while.

Once again the landlady’s daughter was sitting on the front porch. And she didn’t leave when I drove up! This was so unusual that I stopped and said, “Hello.”

She started a bit as if not expecting me to say anything to her and then whispered “Hi.”

If I hadn’t been watching her I might not have heard her so soft was her response.

“My name’s Richard,” I offered. “How are you?”

“Okay.” No increase in volume and she seemed unable to look at me. Her eyes seemed to look anywhere but at my face. Really shy!

“Have a good day.” I told her as I started around to the side stairs up to the apartment.

“Okay.” She replied almost as softly.

When Hillary came into the apartment a little later she seemed somewhat happier than the last several days.

“I’ve made progress,” I told her. “The landlord’s daughter didn’t run away when I was walking up the sidewalk and I said hello to her. And she said hello right back! We had a real conversation! I think she said three words total! I must have made a real impression on her!”

“I made a real impression today, too!” Hillary said. “A bunch of construction workers whistled at me when I was walking home from class! It’s only four inches but they seemed to like the increase!” She motioned to her chest. Clad in only a black halter top that bared her nicely muscled stomach and shorts that displayed her legs in their full glory, Hillary was looking really hot today!

“What happened?” I asked.

“Well, you know that new office building that’s going up downtown? I was walking by there about noon when the workers were on break and about ten of them were up on the second floor and they started to whistle and holler at me as I walked by! I think it’s the first time that a group like that has paid any attention to me. I was flattered. It made me feel proud that they were noticing me! One of them kept yelling “Legs, legs, legs and another one one yelled ‘Nice buns, honey!’

“I knew that they were talking about me as I walked away. I could feel their eyes on my butt all the way to the end of the block. I suppose I should have been upset, but I just felt a nice glow inside.”

As I watched her I could see the pride in her smile. I also noticed that her pendant was shining.

“Look at that crystal,” I said. “It seems to be shinier than I remember.”

Yeah, it looks really pretty doesn’t it? Well, I gotta change. It’s so hot I sweated up a storm on the walk home.”

Hillary slipped into the bedroom and I headed for the kitchen to get a soda.

Three or four minutes will trent izle later the shower stopped and I heard Hillary rustling around in the bedroom.

“Rich! Come here!”

“What’s wrong?” I asked in response to the note of urgency I heard in Hillary’s voice.

“Oh, just another inch or so! Look, I’m filling this bra better than ever before! I’ve got to measure myself to be sure!”

Hillary let the bra slide unheeded to the floor as she took up the tape measure from the bureau top and wrapped it around her chest across her nipples.

“Yup, fourty-one! I’m back on track! Happy, happy day! Look, Richard, Fourty-one!” She was entering the new numbers in the log book as she spoke.

“Seems your nipples are all puffy,” I observed. “See?” I prodded at one with my forefinger.

“Oh, that’s tender!” Hillary protested. She cupped her hands protectively over her nipples. “They are sensitive! Oh, that feels strange!” she continued as she gently squeezed herself. We were both watching her hands as she continued to caress herself gently.

“Want me to help?” I offered. “Let me lick them for you and kiss ’em and make ’em feel all better!”

Her hand fell away from her puffed up, swollen, aureole as my mouth drew closer.

“Oooohhhh! Oooohhhh! God, that feels sooooo fine. I’ve never been this sensitive before,” she moaned as I very gently mouthed her breast tip. Her aureole, only just larger than her nipple, puffed up off her breast proudly and her small nipple jutted out strongly.

As I moved to her other breast her hands came up to caress and guide me from one nipple to the other. In just a few minutes there was a strong flush rising up her chest and neck and her hands were more urgent in their guidance. In another minute or so I felt and heard a strong moan deep within her!

Her hands gripped strongly and she crushed me to her breast as she trembled and cried out!

“Oh, god, I came. Just from having you suckle me! I’ve never felt like that before! It felt so good!”

She pushed me away from her suddenly and I sprawled in surprise across the bed as she attacked my pants.

“Oh, look how small! Honey, I love to watch you grow!” Her hands were urgently caressing and pulling at my rapidly expanding dick. “I can completely hold you in one hand!” she demonstrated as she smiled up at me from on her knees.

I propped myself up on both elbows to watch as her head came down and her mouth engulfed the head and shaft of my dick. Quickly her mouth was forced up, away from my groin, as my shaft and its head gained bulk and stiffness. Still with her eyes locked on mine she kept sucking and licking, running her tongue round and round the head of my now immense dick!

“See!” she crowed as she took her mouth off me. “Now I can’t hold it with both hands, it’s too big!” With both hands one above the other on the base of the shaft there were still six inches or so jutting up in the air in front of her smiling face.

“Now I get to ride The Nookie Monster! Goody for me!” She quickly clambered onto the bed and pushed me flat beneath her.

In a flash she was balanced on one knee with the other leg bent at the knee, her foot flat on the bed besides my hip. Even so she had to angle my shaft to get the head of my dick placed at the mouth of her cunt as she eagerly rubbed the swollen head over her pussy lips. Her moisture was thick and hot as her cunt parted to let the invader inside the portals.

“Lord help me, I love this part,” she moaned as she sank slowly down and down. I knew from experience that she liked to get the first few strokes done at her own pace. I also knew that if I didn’t move too much I would last longer for her! Which was appreciated. Hillary liked to finish off a fuck session with me pounding away between her hips as she lay beneath me! So did I!

Much more quickly than usual Hillary was gathering steam, rising and falling on my shaft with small moans of appreciation gusting from her. As I lay below her it seemed that her breasts were quivering slightly as she bottomed out and rebounded off my hips. Ordinarily there was no movement visible. She was really quite firm fleshed!

But, yes! There! A definite quiver! As she rose and fell ever faster I could see a barely perceptible bounce. Hillary was entering her first orgasm as my hands rose from behind my head to latch onto her boobs. Firmly squeezing her nipples, I pulled and twisted the jutting little pink tips while she quaked and shook, as deeply impaled on my rod as she had ever been.

Then it was back to the races as she began to raise herself to a peak once again.

“Yes, pull on them, squeeze them! Ah, I love that!” she said again and again.

Her hands were resting gently on my stomach as she quaked through another orgasm! Then another in quick succession. And a fourth! Her eyes were closed as her hips shuffled quickly in all directions. My cock felt like it was inside a mix-master fate the winx saga izle set on puree. I didn’t think I could hold out much longer as Hillary turned up the speed one more notch!

“Let me get on top,” I urged her.

“No, not yet, not yet. Keep pinching my nipples and squeeze my boobs harder Richie! Harder, harder, it feels so good!”

I was really mauling her breasts now – much harder than I usually did! I expected her to want me to be more gentle but she kept urging me to greater efforts. In a moment her hands joined mine in squeezing and pulling at her breasts and nipples.

“God, it just feel so good today! I think I could just fuck all day and all night,” she moaned as she wrung one more orgasm from her body.

“Maybe you could,” I moaned back, “but I’m about done!” And with that I spewed great wads of cum into her hot clenching cunt. Spasm after spasm wracked my body, every muscle clamping tight and then releasing as I continued to gush again, again.

As I finally lay quiet and fucked out beneath her, my dick slowly softening inside her, Hillary continued to pull at one nipple while her other hand quickly rubbed her clit and she reached one last peak just as I slipped out of her spasming cunt.

“My lord, that… was… special,” she sighed, as her head came down to rest on my shoulder.

“I’ll say,” I replied as I kissed her earlobe and wrapped my arms around her to cuddle. “I don’t think I can ever remember you being so passionate. I was being pretty rough with your boobs but you didn’t seem to mind.”

“I didn’t mind! It just felt so good, I swear, I came as much from the breast play as I did from riding Mr. Humongous!” She had so many pet names I couldn’t keep them all straight. “The feelings were just so intense and they kept building, and building! I was just rising from one crest to another! Usually it takes me a minute of two to recover. But tonight, wow! Fabulous!” She wiggled against me as she said this.

We both reacted at the same time. She looked at me in surprise and then sat up straight.

“Oh god, look at ME!” Hillary cried out. “I’ve grown! Look at ME!”

I was! I had thought that I’d seen more bounce and I had. Hillary was perceptively larger now than she had been when we lay down together only 20 or 30 minutes ago.
Hillary was off me and back in front of the mirror with the tape measure in her hand faster than I can tell it. Gently, almost reverently, she carefully positioned the tape across her back and pulled her hands together in front of her boobs.

“Oh, my God!” she squealed. She repeated the measurement even more carefully. When she turned back to me her face was lit up with a smile and her eyes were sparkling!

“Guess, Rich, guess! Can you tell how much I’ve grown?”

“Three inches?” I hazarded. “Maybe four?” I really wasn’t good at this guessing game, but I wanted to know as much as she wanted to tell me.

“Five and one half inches!” she replied with a shaky laugh. “I’ve reached past forty six inches. Before today I just barely was forty inches. Now I’m forty six and a half!”

Her hands came back up to cup her breasts.She could still cover almost all of her boobs but it was difficult. What before had been easily spanned by her outstretched fingers now filled them to just overflowing.

“They still feel so tender,” she moaned as she continued to caress and squeeze them. “And the tips are still puffy!”

It was true, I saw. Her aureole remained puffy and pinker than usual.

“They sorta look like Mandy’s tits when we were just kids! She had really big puffy nipples for the longest time. She was kinda embarrassed by them I remember. One thing though, I’d still flunk the pencil test! These beauties just jut right out there! No sag, no drag!

She pulled her hands away from her breasts and shimmied her shoulders. Then she shook them and finally she jumped up and down heavily. Her breasts still only just quivered and immediately resumed their jaunty upward and outward thrust.

“But, Hillary,” I asked, “why tonight? It has been how long since you last expanded? A week?”

“Thirty eight days.” She responded quickly. “I’ve kept the log. I was stuck for thirty eight days! The only thing different today was…”

“The construction workers!” I blurted out. As soon as I said it Hillary’s eyes got big!

“You’re right! And look!” She pointed to her pendant. “Earlier today it was really sparkley and now, its kinda got a glow but not like earlier! I wonder?

“Rich, look at me, Rich. See how beautiful my tits are? Do you like it when I squeeze them like this and pull my nipples? Oooohhhh! How about my ass? Don’t you think I’ve got a sexy ass? Would you like me to come over there and stick my boobs in your face? See how nice and big they are getting to be?

“I KNEW IT! See how the pendant sparked for a moment? It reacts when you look at me and lust after me and with love izle if I’m proud of myself at the same time! Just like this afternoon! I was proud that they were looking at me and they were sure lusting! Kidding around some I know, but down inside I bet each one of them was wondering what it would be like to feel my legs wrapped around them as we fucked our brains out!”

“I suppose it makes sense” I offered. “If Toh was sparked by jealousy, you could be sparked by pride or lust!”

“I think it takes both.” Hillary responded. “If I’m not proud of my looks when they are looking at me I don’t think it works as well.”

“Or at all maybe?” I guessed.

“Maybe”

We were both silent for a moment.

“Well, I’ve got to figure out how to approach this.” Hillary finally said. “If we are right, if this crystal acts like a, well, I suppose, like a battery and stores up the combination of my pride and the lustful looks of others, it seems to feed it back to me when we are having sex. I wonder what will happen if I keep getting looks while I’m proud of my self and don’t have any sex? I’ve got an idea. Rich, get dressed. I’ll call you in a week or two. Go on, scat. I’ve got work to do! Get dressed, get back to the frat. I’ll see you later.”

I found my self dressed and out the door in minutes. My head was spinning as I headed back to my car. What the hell was she up to?

Almost three weeks later on a Friday I got a call from Hillary. She had not returned any of the calls I had made to her over the past weeks.

“Come over and fuck my brains out, you big dicked stallion! I can’t wait any longer! I hope you’ve been taking your vitamins! We may have a long weekend in store.” She sounded bright and chipper. The bitch.

“Gee, sorry, Hillary” I said. “I’m booked for the weekend. Maybe next week?” I was p-o’d at her. She wouldn’t talk to me for three weeks. Hangs up on me when I call her and then just calls out of the blue and expects me to jump? HA! I’ve got MY pride.

“Oh, come on Rich! You don’t mean that. You know I was only experimenting. Don’t you want to see how I’ve changed in three weeks,” she wheedled.

“You’ve changed?” I asked.

“Yeah. I think you’ll like the change, too, honey. Come on over and judge for your self.” She giggled a little at that.

“Well, I am sorta busy,” I replied.

“Rich, it’s not like I was fucking around behind your back!” Now she sounded mad at ME! “I haven’t had sex in three weeks. You know how I get when I go that long without. I’ll make it real special for you! I’ve got some new outfits. I want to know if you like them? Why don’t you come on over around dinner, I’ll cook and we’ll, um. Talk!” She giggled again.

“Well okay, but only since you offered to cook!” I told her.

“Bastard. I may start without you! Serve you right! I conduct a scientific experiment at great personal sacrifice, and you want to carp and bitch! See you in two hours!” She sounded happy as we hung up.

When I knocked on the door, Hillary met me wearing a loose fitting sweater and blouse that completely hid any glimpse of her upper body and a pair of skin tight jeans. Dinner was franks and beans, Hillary was no gourmet cook! She refused to respond to any questions I had about what she had been up to over the past several weeks.

“Eat first, then talk.” She instructed me. And so we limited our conversation to the weather and such until we moved into the living room.

“I have had so much fun in the last several weeks, honey,” she informed me as we sat on the sofa. “Oh, wait here. I want to show you something.” She was gone in a flash as she said this.

In a moment she was back. She had discarded the concealing blouse and sweater. And she had changed!

She was now wearing an extremely tight, turtle-necked. ribbed-knit, midriff-baring, sleeveless top. The bottom edge of the top ended just below her breasts.

“I just bought this top this afternoon. I don’t think I’ll be able to wear it very long if things keep up the way they have been over the past three weeks,” She informed me as she moved in front of me. She stroked her hands up from her hips to just below her tightly covered bosom which was much, much larger now than the last time I had seen her.

“You wanna see how much I’ve changed in the past three weeks? I have grown haven’t I?” she asked. It was evident that she had grown. I couldn’t tell how much but it seemed to have been quite a lot!

“How much have you grown?” I asked. “A foot? More?”

Oh, honey, no. Not THAT much! Only ten inches in three weeks. That’s all, just ten inches.” The little smile on her face told me that she knew just how impressive the growth had been. She looked immense. If my memory was correct….

“When you left,” she went on, “I measured forty-six and one half inches. I wore a 40 EE bra. This afternoon I measured fifty-seven inches around! And this top is tighter now than it was when I paid for it at 2 pm. If I was buying bras I’d have to find one that was a “Q” Cup! Larger than Toh! I still measure 35 inches around the chest! Can you tell I’m not wearing a bra? Look!” She turned her back and lifted the back of the top to show that there were no straps across her back.

“Well, show me the front, woman! You don’t need to tease me!” I reminded her.

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It was early spring and I had just finished cutting my grass for the first time this year, as I stood and surveyed my work my neighbor Dan called me asking me to give him a hand. He had run his mower into a shelf in his garage and need me to hold it up as he fixed the legs.

Dan was the crazy white guy from across the street, he always had a joke to tell. You wouldn’t think of him that way because of his brown hair being cut in a military style, he looked like a drill sergeant or maybe a police officer. Dan had a nice looking body and his ass was hot, it had a nice curve to it, as I had noticed from seeing him in his jogging spandex from time to time I guess to keep his trim body in shape for his hot red head wife Madison. I have often jerked off thinking about fucking her, she’s a little over weight, but has all her curves in the right place. A body made for fucking I always would say to my wife Shirley, I would always think of one of those 1920’s or 30’s pinup girls when I saw her.

Shirley and I, the only black couple on the block, were a few years younger than most of the other couples, and not to brag but we have turned a few heads when we’re together. Shirley’s a real looker with her hazel eyes that just makes my heart melt. She always complained to me about her tits not being big enough, I always told her they were great, they fit great in my mouth. Sexually I couldn’t have done better, she has a great sex drive and is willing to try lots of things. Some of the guys at work complain about their wives not giving them enough sex, and I think I’m glad I don’t have that problem, I sometimes have trouble keeping up.

I went across the street and had to listen to one of Dan’s crazy jokes. Then he had to talk about all the neighborhood gossip, I started to wonder what was being said about Shirley and I.

Then to get things going so I wouldn’t istanbul escort be there all day I lifted to shelf and when Dan bent over I got a good look at that ass as his pants went down a bit and I got an immediate hard on. Dan looked back and saw the tent in my pants and smiled. When he had the legs straight, he asked if I wanted a beer. We went inside to his rec room. As he handed me a beer he said he noticed my predicament in the garage, and if maybe he was the cause of it.

I was put on the spot, not knowing what to say. I had spent my summer after graduating from high school experimenting with the boy across the road Tyler. But after that it was all hetro. So not knowing what to say I just smiled. Dan seeing I was uncomfortable, reached over patted me on the back saying it was okay, and it was cool with him. He told me not to worry, Madison is wife was out shopping and would be gone most of the day.

Dan then asked if I wanted him to help me out with my problem as he was staring down at the budge in my pants, all I could do was shake my head yes. He must have been a magician, because before I knew it he had reached over unbuckled my belt and had my pants and shorts down around my ankles. My 7″ cock when hard was semi erect with a drop on pre cum on it.

Dropping to his knees, Dan grabed my cock and gently stoked it before wrapping his mouth around the swollen head. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the sensation of that hot mouth on my cock. It was not long before I knew I was ready to cum. Dan must have noticed this also, because he sucked even harder and I grabbed him by the back of the head shot a big load down his throat. I stood there shaking as Dan sucked the last drops of cum from me. With a big smile on his face Dan stood up and said that was great, and he hoped I enjoyed it, then kadıköy escort grabbing me by the neck he leaned in giving me a hot wet kiss. I could taste my cum in his mouth.

I reach over and grabbed my unfinished beer off the bar and watched as Dan walked across the room. He asked if there was something else that I wanted, and for the first time since walking into his rec room I was said something. I told him I sure would like a good look at that bubble butt of his. He turned around, and dropping his pants shook his ass as he looked back at me.

Getting bolder now I told him I sure would love to fuck that ass. Teasing me he said “oh would you really” and bent over and shook his ass again. We both finished taking our legs out of our pants, and I walked over to him to palm one of those sweet cheeks, I heard him moan as I did this and turn him around and started to grind up against his ass, letting my hard cock slip between his ass cheeks.

Moaning even loader Dan starts to wiggle his ass against my cock, and I almost lose my breath.

He pulls away from me and goes behind his bar and gets some lube. He comes back and squeeze’s some on my cock and rubs it all over it. He also put some on the crack of his ass and smile and says he has wanted this ever since Shirley and I moved across the street last fall.

I pull him to me and give him a kiss, I could taste my cum still in his mouth, Dan seems to melt in my arms. I turned him around and bent him over a bar stool. I looked at that ass and thought of all the times I had watched him jogging and saw that ass and wanted to fuck him, and now I was going to get my chance. Not wanting to rush it, I just rubbed my cock up and down his ass crack at first, hearing him moan and wiggle his ass back at me.

With Dan wiggling his ass like that, the head kağıthane escort of my cock slipped in and damn did it feel great. I slowly inched my cock deeper into his hot ass till I was balls deep. Then I just let it sit there for a second then pulled out some then slid it back in. Then I started to really pound into him, he moved up and my cock sipped out of him. He told me to sit on the sofa and then he climbed on me and worked my cock back into his ass. He rode me good and hard for a while, then I wanted to change positions again and told him to lay down on his back.

I picked his legs up and put them over my shoulders and put my cock at the entrance of his ass and he raised up and my cock was back in that ass again. I started to really pound on him now knowing I was ready to cum. I leaned down and gave him a wet kiss and he went crazy under me. I reached down and grabbed his cock and stroked it. His cock was nice about average uncut and it looked great with my black hand wrapped around it. He was moaning and wiggling under me, then he started to cum, shooting all over his chest. When he came his ass muscles clinched my cock taking me over the edge, I flooded his ass with my cum and dropped down on him out of breath.

A few minutes later after we had got out breath back, we went into the bathroom , he handed me a wash cloth to clean myself up with. Getting dressed I started to worry now about Shirley, I knew I couldn’t keep this from her, we were always honest with each other. I had told her about Tyler before we got married so she knew I was bi sexual, but this was the first outside sexual contact for either of us.

Shirley was sitting in the kitchen reading when I walked in, I sat down and went straight to it. I was scarred till she looked at me with her pretty eyes and smiled. She asked how did I like it. She knew I liked to do anal very much, because she had let me fuck her ass occasionally. I let out a deep breath and just said it was different.

Shirley then reminded me of the times we had talked about swinging with the neighbors it was always about me fucking Madison and her with Dan. I was off the hook for now, but I knew things were just beginning.

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Kevin pulled up in front of Tom’s house at 8:15am, late as usual. Tom was already waiting outside and jogged down to car, giving Kevin a hard time for being late as he jumped into the front seat. Kevin let Tom get it out of his system, asking if he was done, to which Tom replied only with a grin. Kevin then told Tom that today was a ‘NET’ day, and he was about to be exposed more publicly than ever before.

Tom pressed Kevin for more details, but Kevin refused, only saying that he’d have more to say after they picked up John. Tom was happy to see John, that was until Kevin told Tom to take off his shorts and boxers. Tom started stripping, unsure what could be happening next as he sat in the front seat of Kevin’s car, naked from the waist down, driving through the middle of town.

John took Tom’s clothes, leaving him with nothing but his particularly short t-shirt to cover himself with. Neither Kevin, nor John, wanted Tom to feel like he could cover up, so John pulled Tom’s t-shirt up, exposing his cock, while Kevin tugged on it until it stopped growing. The car was only a block from Zach’s house when John threw Tom his shorts, and only his shorts, having hidden his boxers and removed Tom’s belt.

Tom was still doing his shorts up as Zach walked to the car. Had Zach arrived five seconds earlier, he would have been treated to a full on view of Tom’s cock before 9:00am.

The boys caught up as they drove out of town, stopping to pick up some snacks and drinks for the hike that Tom was just made aware of. They arrived at the trailhead, surprised to see that it was closed due to the heat and dry conditions.

The boys decided that they would park on the road and jump the gate, but before they left the car, John proposed that they ditch their shirts, not needing them in this heat. Kevin and Zach instantly agreed, turning to Tom who could already feel that his shorts were riding low enough to reveal a significant amount of his pubes.

Not having a choice, Tom agreed, and watched as the other boys pulled their shirts over their heads, revealing their underwear choices of the day to Tom who took a quick look at each boy while their faces were covered by their shirts. Kevin wore a pair of light blue loose fitting plaid boxers, John a pair of dark grey boxer-briefs, while Zach wore a pair of white boxers which appeared to be too big for him, his waistband bunching up around his waist.

Once all three boys had thrown their shirts into the trunk of Kevin’s car, all attention turned to Tom. Not knowing what else to do, Tom pulled his t-shirt over his head, quickly throwing it in the trunk before looking for the reaction on Zach’s face.

Kevin and John looked proud of their setup as Kevin closed the trunk lid, locking away their shirts. Zach looked on confused and surprised, as he caught himself staring at Tom’s exposed pubes. Zach could do no more than point and mumble as Tom tried to claim that he’d run out of clean underwear, and that he’d be doing laundry when he got home that night.

Zach accepted Tom’s excuse, turning to head to the trail when a rapid movement caused him to turn around as Kevin pantsed Tom, his shorts dropping easily to the ground. Kevin put his foot on Tom’s shorts while he held Tom’s hands at his sides giving bostancı escort Zach a good view of Tom’s cock.

Kevin released Tom’s hands after a few seconds, allowing him to cover his cock while he reached for his shorts. As easily as they had been pulled down, Tom had a hard time getting his shorts back up. Tom was forced to use both hands to undo his fly, giving the other boys another good look at his cock.

With his shorts back on, and his pubes still exposed, Tom punched Kevin in the arm and asked if they could get going as he walked towards the trail head. The other boys quickly followed Tom, motivated by the inch of Tom’s ass that was exposed above the waistband of Tom’s shorts.

After an hour of hiking the boys broke out of the forest into a large clearing formed around a large blue lake. With the heat, humidity, and physical exertion from climbing their way up the trail, all of the boys wanted nothing more than to go for a dip in the lake. They all looked at each other, wondering who might propose a swim first, when John undid his shorts and stripped to his dark grey boxer-briefs. Zach and Kevin quickly followed suit, leaving Tom surprisingly the most dressed.

John was just about to propose that Tom could skinny dip, but Zach beat him to it. Zach made a convincing case that the trail was closed, so no one else would be there, and that everyone had already seen his cock that day. Kevin wanted to make sure that this train of thought continued in Zach’s mind, so he told Tom to turn around and drop his shorts, that way everyone could see his ass, and it would all be over.

Tom turned around, pausing, trying to build up the courage to expose himself. As he took a deep breath, Tom felt his shorts being pulled down and did nothing about it until his shorts were on the ground, when he stepped out of them, and did a slow spin for the other boys.

The other boys clapped, and grabbed Tom, throwing him in the lake before jumping in themselves. The boys wrestled in the water until they were all exhausted. Zach was the first one to walk up onto the beach, which gave the boys a good view of his ass, covered by the thin, and now see through, fabric of his white boxers which had sagged quite low in their water logged state. Zach’s boxers were stuck to his ass, making it difficult for him to pull his boxers up, leaving almost half of his ass exposed.

As Kevin and John walked up onto the beach, Tom refused to leave the water, his cock at full mast. The boys insisted he join them on the beach, with Zach, who now faced Tom with his boxers not leaving much to the imagination, leading the charge.

John and Kevin jumped Tom, holding him firmly and walking him into the shallow water and onto the beach. As Tom’s cock came into view, Zach put his hand on Tom’s chest, holding him in place. The other boys peeked around Tom’s naked body, seeing his hard cock on display once again.

Kevin pushed Tom to explain his hard-on, which left Tom speechless. Trying to help him along, John asked Tom if he was gay. Tom answered, “not exactly”.

John let that one fester in Zach’s mind while he asked Tom if he got off on being naked in public. Tom nodded yes.

Finally, John asked him if he büyükçekmece escort was attracted to any of the boys. Tom replied, “yes”, and with further prompting admitted to finding all of the boys incredibly attractive.

With all of this information on the table, the boys released Tom’s arms, and stood in front of him, waiting to see how Zach would react. Tom’s head was against his chest from shear embarrassment. Zach took a finger, and lifted Tom’s chin, saying that everything that had just happened wouldn’t hurt their friendship.

In fact, Zach said it would take it to another level, as he reached out and tugged gently on Tom’s cock. Tom moaned with the first tug, overcome by Zach’s reaction. Tom knew he could cum any second, and was disappointed as Kevin pulled Zach’s hand away, telling Zach that the longer he kept Tom hard, the more pleasurable it would be for him.

Zach told Tom to kneel down, and forced Tom’s face into his crotch, where Zach’s cock was growing harder by the second. Tom tried as best he could to suck Zach’s cock through his white boxers, but wasn’t making much progress.

Sensing Zach wasn’t impressed with Tom’s performance, Kevin, who was slowly jerking himself off, started spanking Tom hard on the ass, telling him he’d better learn quick, or he wouldn’t be cumming anytime soon.

Tom quickly started going after Zach’s cock again, but was pulled away by John, who proceeded to rip Zach’s boxers off, causing Zach’s cock to smack into Tom’s face. Tom lurched forward, taking as much of Zach’s cock as he could handle in his mouth. As Tom sucked Zach’s cock, John pulled Tom’s ass into air and thrust his cock deep inside.

Tom tried to match his sucking with John’s fucking as Tom felt his own cock being teased by Kevin’s tongue. John abruptly pulled his cock out of Tom’s ass, shooting his load all over Tom’s back and ass cheeks. Seeing this put Zach over the edge, and he came in Tom’s mouth, forcing him to swallow the large load of sweet tasting cum.

As Zach pulled his cock from Tom’s mouth, Tom felt two hands on his hips as Kevin expertly thrust his cock inside Tom’s hole. Bent over as he was, Tom didn’t know that John and Zach each sucked on one of Kevin nipples, and caressed one of his ass cheeks.

Zach and John took turns tugging on Tom’s cock, which had created a large pool of precum on the sand between Tom’s feet. Tom moaned with each of Kevin’s thrusts as the other boys jerked Tom off, keeping him on the verge of cumming. With one final hard thrust forward, Kevin blew his load inside Tom’s ass.

Had it not been for John and Zach, who twisted Tom’s cock, balls, and nipples, Tom would surely have cum at the same time as Kevin. Zach told Tom to stay where he was as the other boys took a quick dip to clean themselves off. When the boys returned to the beach, they handed their boxers to Tom and pulled their shorts back on.

Tom was disappointed that the boys were once again dressed, but as they were now commando, Tom could continue to see the tops of their asses, some of their pubes, and in John’s case, the base of his shaft. John handed Tom his shorts and told him that he’d be carrying all of the ‘extra’ clothes as they hiked back down çekmeköy escort the trail.

Tom’s cock tinged at the thought of hiking down the trail naked as the other boys pushed him to start walking. Tom was kept hard during the hour long hike as the boys played with his cock and balls, and continuously made mention of the cum slowly dripping down Tom’s back and ass and from his recently filled hole.

It was also during this time that Kevin filled Zach in on Tom’s exploits, including the night at the strippers, his encounter with the young couple, and the naked week at the resort.

John then explained ‘NET’, including forcing Tom to give up his boxers and belt that morning in the car. Zach listened intently and once the other two boys were finished, he asked if they had anymore plans to get Tom naked and embarrassed.

Kevin, John, and Zach whispered to each other the rest of the way down the mountain, each of them laughing, or blurting out the occasional ‘that’ll be hot’, or ‘won’t he get in trouble’. All of this talk kept Tom rock hard despite the lack of physical attention he was getting.

As the boys reached the trail head, Tom stopped, hoping that the boys might finally let him cum, and then get dressed in the relative cover of the trail. However, as Kevin caught up to Tom, he grabbed Tom’s cock and pulled him through the gated parking lot and stood him in the middle of the road.

Tom had never felt at greater risk of being caught. Tom was forced to stand there naked as the other boys grabbed their towels out of the trunk of Kevin’s car, and put their shirts back on. The boys took all of the extra clothes from Tom and told him too lay down in the middle of the road. The three boys surrounded him, and sucked, tugged, twisted, and flicked every part of Tom’s body.

This continued as the boys edged Tom three more times, causing the pool of precum formed in his bellybutton to overflow onto the road beneath him. The three boys nodded to each other, stood up, and walked to stand together at Tom’s feet.

They let him stew for what seemed like a few minutes as his cock slowly softened, before giving him ten seconds to jerk himself off. If he couldn’t cum in the ten seconds he wouldn’t be allowed to cum until the next ‘NET’ game was played.

Zach started his watch and Tom furiously jerked his cock. At eight seconds Tom wasn’t fully hard, but as time was called, he shot his load all over his stomach and chest from his semi-hard cock.

Tom lay there in ecstasy, enjoying the moment, at least until Kevin dropped Tom’s dark blue t-shirt on top of him, covering it in cum. Tom was told to put it on, and climb in the front seat.

Tom rode home naked from the waist down while the boys played with his body. Kevin dropped off John first, who exited the car and opened Tom’s door as wide as it would go, and gave Tom a few gentle tugs, and a kiss on the cheek before closing the door and walking away.

Tom was the next to be dropped off, and as the car parked in front of his house, Tom expected to be given the opportunity to get dressed. However, Kevin told Tom to take off his t-shirt, and that he’d be running inside naked, carrying his remaining clothes.

Zach handed Tom his shorts, belt, and boxers, then changed his mind, and pulled the boxers off the pile, saying he would keep them as a memory of the day. With that, Kevin gave Tom a few final tugs, ensuring he was fully erect, and pushed him out of the car.

Tom ran for the front door, fumbling his key before finally making his way inside and collapsing on the floor from such a full day.

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