Kategori: Genel

Serap Öğretmen

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Serap Öğretmen

Yeni tayin her zaman zordur, yeni bir şehir, yeni bir yaşam alanı alış alışabilirsen bu seferki bir ilçe hatta ilçe görünümlü bir kasabaydı desek daha doğru olurdu. Öğretmenlik her zaman zor bir meslek bir sürü çocuk bir sürü sorumluluk. Neyse ki okul ve meslektaşlarım iyi insanlardı da alışmak zor olmadı bu ilçeye.

Benimle aynı zaman da tayini çıkmıştı Serap Öğretmenin, 1.65 boylarında sarışın kütür kütür bir kadındı saçları omuzlarından aşağıda tatlı bir gülümsemesi ve armut büyüklüğünde olduğu giydiği daracık elbiselerden belli olan küçük biçimli memeleri ileriye doğru kalkık kalçaları tam bir afetti. Başımı döndürmeye yetmişti yetmesine ama bu kasabadan bozma ilçede ne olacaktı üstelik evli idi bir de Serap Öğretmen kocası da yakında gelecekmiş bu tarafa eh deyip yutkunduk hali ile sigaramı yakıp “ulan ne ayılar biniyor böyle taş gibi karılara” dedim ne yapacaktım ki başka.

Tabi tayin işleri yerleşme falan derken bir de yeni gelen öğretmenler olarak daha bir sıkı fıkı olduk Serap Öğretmenle onu sikme isteği hiç aklımdan gitmese de pek olanak vermiyordum artık namuslu aklı başında beyli –hanımlı konuşan bir kadındı.

Cumartesi akşamı tekel bayiinden bir şeyler almış evimin yolunu tutmuştum. Kendi kendime güzel bir sofra hazırladım çoban kavurma salata derken telefonumda bir mesaj serap öğretmen “Ne yapıyorsun” “Ne yapayım hocam alkol alacaktım” “Valla benim de canım istiyor” “Eh buyurun gelin” cevap gelmedi. Ben de tek başıma içmeye başladım bir iki saat geçmişti ki kapım çaldı “Hay sikeyim kim lan bu” diyerek kalktım ki alkolün etkisi ile biraz yüksek sesle konuşmuşum kapıyı açtığımda Serap öğretmen gülümsüyordu hafif sarhoş “Misafirlerini sikiyor musun genelde” deyip kahkaha atıp girdi içeri “Hocam kusura bakmayın” dedim “Yok siksen fena olmaz aslında be” dedi “Sarhoşsunuz” dedim “Bırak yahu Mert bana nasıl baktığını bilmiyor muyum sanıyorsun kaç zamandır” “Hocam..siz..” “Ne o az önce kükrüyordun be, kalkmıyor mu yoksa” “ayıp oluyor hocam “ “Evet hadi sik beni yeter o amına koduğumun godoşu yarak mı gösterdi bana “ “kim” “kim olacak kocam olacak dallama mert, sikemiyor götveren sen sik çok düşündüm bunu bakışların cesareti toplayıp içtim biraz geldim işte sik beni”

Durur muyum ne olacaksa olsun deyip kucakladığım gibi yatağa attım Serap’ı o kadar ateşli idi ki hem sarhoş hem konuşuyor hem sımsıkı bedenime sarılıyor hem koklayıp öpüyordu beni. Boynunu emiyordum dudaklarını yalaya yalaya üzerini çıkardım. Gül rengi sütyeninin içinde taşan memelerini avuçlayıp sıktırıyordum “oohhh özlemişim” “Ben de hep seni..” “biliyorum bakışların yok mu nasıl kesiyordun ye uçlarını” emip ısırmaya başladım küçük memelerini dilimle etrafında daireler çiziyor hepsini ağzıma alıp morartana kadar emmek istiyordum emiyordum da Serap altımda inliyor bir eli ile pantalonumu sikimi avuçluyordu. Çırılçıplak kaldık gözü sikime kilitlendi “oha amına koyum bu ne lan kol gibi” Bir çırpıda ağzına alıp emmeye başladı ben de onun amını emiyordum 69 pozisyonunda küçük çizgi gibi dudaklı amı açılıp kapanıyor arada götüne dil darbeleri atıyordum iyice zevke gelen serap sikimi ağzına sokup çıkarıyor “oooohh sik “ diyordu bense onun küçük amının bızırının zevkini çıkarıyor dilimi içine gömüyor ısırıyordum titriyor kıvranıyordu “erken boşalıyor puşt sen boşalma “ dedi boşalır mıydım hiç kaç zamandır am sikmemiştim kalın sikimin mantar gibi kafası büyümüş kocaman olmuştu Serap 31 çektiriyor bir yandan da “Ne yarak var lan sende” diyordu dudaklarımız buluştu memeleri avuçlarımda kalçalarına bazen tokatlar atıyordum “hadi artık al namusu mu koy amıma” dedi sikimin iri kafasını tutup amına bastırmaya başladı ellerinden tutup çektim sikimi amının deliğinin üzerine sürtüp bastırdım kafası girer girmez “ayyy yavaş olma parçala” derdemez bütün gücümle bastırdım içine şaaak diye oturdu yarak “ay annecim yırtıldım” öpüşmeye başladık bir yandan da vurmaya başladım o koca siki Serap’ın sarışın amına küçük amcık mengene gibi kavramıştı sikimi ben pompaladıkça Serap kedinden geçiyor “yırttın amına koduğum” diyordu “sert davran be sert” diyordu omuzlarından tutup sertçe sikmeye başladım “hah böyle işte sevgilim” diyordu daha da sert vuruyor bazen boğazını sıkıyordum çevirip götünün üzerine oturdum ve ansızın sapladım siki sarı amcığına üzerine yatıp vurmaya başladım küçük bedeni iri gövdemin altında eziliyor ben bastırdıkça kendinden geçiyor hırlıyordu “ohh siktiler karını gavat” diyordu umursamıyordum tek düşündüğüm bu körpecik amdı sarışın am boynunu ısıra ısıra vuruyordum bazen doğruluyor sertçe köklüyor çığlığı bastırıyor Serap’ı bağırta bağırta sikiyordum koltuğa oturup kucağıma aldım onu küçük bir çocuk gibi hoplamaya başladı “amına koduğum midem de hissediyorum sikini ooohhh” hızlandıkça deliriyor tırnaklarını bacağıma geçiriyordu omuzlarından belinden tutup daha sertçe bastırıyordum vurdukça memeleri zıplıyor avuçluyordum domaltıp tekrar soktum amına saçından tutup götünü tokatlaya tokatlaya sikiyordum bütün gücümle bu küçük bedene çalışıyor onu yatağa gömüyordum “amına koduğumun orospusu, evli orospu” “ohhh sevgilim koca yaraklım” “hep sikeceğim seni” “sik yarağa doyur bu kadını” omuzlarından tutup çektikçe bağırıyor sanki apartmanı yıkacak gibi inliyordu hiçbir şey umurumda değildi …

Tekrar altıma alıp yüklendim yüklenmemle Serap kıvranıp kasılıp boşalmaya başladı koluma tırnaklarını geçirip tıslıyor altımda hırlıyordu bense aldırmadan sikiyordum bu tatlı amı o ise “oohhh be yarak varmış” diyordu bacaklarını omuzlarıma alıp bastırdım ama ne bastırış kemikleri kütlüyor memeleri sallanıyordu dayanamadı “öldüreceksin yeter” dese de tınlamadım “sus amına çaktığım” diyordum “anneciğim boşal artık “ demeye başladı dayanamayacaktım ben de fazla dayanamayacaktım “içime boşalma” dese de kimin umrundaydı ki bu geri çekilip yüklendim ve bütün döllerim bir anda amına akmaya başladı öylece yığılıp kaldım üzerine…

Sabah olduğunda uyandığımızda beni görünce ağlamaya başladı ne yaptım ben diye..ne oldu dedim hiç deyip giyinip gitti…

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Genç Misafirimiz Bölüm 5

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Genç Misafirimiz Bölüm 5
Akşam üstü görüştük. Bozuk bir şekilde. “Gelemeyeceğin Zaman bana bir mesaj at” dedim. “Bir saat seni bekledim.” Keşke bir şey söylemeseydim diye düşündüm. Cümlem biter bitmez. Liseli kapris yapan kız gibi hissettim kendimi.

-Kusura bakma ağbi uyanamadım. Gece geç yatım da. Atarım bi daha uyanamayacak gibi olursam.

Yalan söylediğine emindim. Herhalde bir kız atmıştı. Ertesi gün fazla bekletmeden geldi. Sonraki hafta da her sabah geldi. Cuma günü yarım saat gecikmişti. Tam gelmiyecek derken sesini duydum. Arkam kıpırdanmaya başlamıştı ki şortunu çıkartmadan yatağa oturdu. Bir eli popomda konuşmaya başladı.

-Tarık ağbi sana bir şey anlatmam lazım.

Merakla başımı çevirdim yüzükoyun yatarken.

-Dilek ablam geçen hafta ofisten beni aradı. Kendini iyi hissetmediğini eve geleceğini ama yalnız kalmak istemediğini söyledi. Fenalaşırsa diye korkuyormuş. Evde olacağımı söyledim. Bir yarım saat sonra kapıda arabasının sesini duydum. Kapıyı açtım. Halsiz görünüyordu. “Hemen uzanmam gerekiyor.” Dedi. Yatak odasına getirdim. Yavaş yavaş üstündekileri çıkarmaya başladı benim çıkmamı beklemeden. Eteğini çıkarttı. Çoraplarını çıkartırken oturdu. Hastalığının numara olduğunu anlamıştım. Üstündekini çıkarmasına yardım ettim. Bir kilot bir sütyen kalmıştı. Sütyeninin kopçasını açtığında saldırmamak için zor duruyordum. Ağbi ne güzel göğüsleri var öyle ablamın öyle yaa! Damla şeklinde sarkıyorlardı. Bikini yanığının izlerini, Meme uçlarını gördüm. Uçları dim dikti. Yatağa uzandığında o memeleri öyle güzel yayıldı ki. Deli oldum. Bana bakıp “ Selim’ciğim kilotumu da sen çıkartırmısın” dedi. Ağbi o kilotu ablamın üstünden çıkartmak var ya. O güzel amını önümde hazır görmek… Hayallerimin kadınını o halde görmeye daha fazla dayanamadım. Soyundum çıktım ablamın üstüne. Nasıl yapıştı dudaklarıma anlatamam. Nasıl sarıldı. O da bana hastaymış valla. Öyle bir seviştik ki inanamazsın. Saatlerce… Kaç posta yaptım hatırlamıyorum. O zaten durmadan çığlık çığlığa boşalıyordu.

Ben ağzım açık dinliyordum Selim’in anlattıklarını. Karımın beni bu şekilde aldatacağını hiç zannetmezdim. Yaptığımız bir iki tatil çılgınlığında başka erkeklerle olmuştu ama hep benim haberim olmuştu. Çok bozulmuştum. Çok kızıyordum karıma. Kendime de. Ne kadar salaktım. Şüphelenmemiştim bile. Hala yüzükoyun yatıyordum. Selim’in eli hala popomu okşuyordu anlattıklarının heyecanıyla.

-Ondan sonra da kaç defa işten kaçıp kaçıp geldi. Benim odada becerdim sen buradayken. Ama artık ben kaçamaklarla yetinmek istemiyorum. Benim kadınım o. Bu yatakta beraber uyumak istiyorum doğal olarak. Ona da söyleyeceğim. Düzenimizi kuralım. Bu akşam konuşalım üçümüz.

Şok olmuştum. Karım benim Selim’le ilişkimi bilmemeliydi.

-Selim sakın bunu Dilek’e söyleme.

-Ağbi n’olcak ya? Ablamın hoşuna gider seni de becerdiğimi bilse. Daha da azar.

-Selim lütfen. Çok rica ediyorum bu aramızda kalsın.

-Dert erme Ağbi. Çok iyi olacak. İkinizi yan yana koyup sikerim artık. Hah ha ha!

Selim’in bu düşüncesizliğine çok kızmıştım. Doğrulmaya çalışırken. Beni tuttu.

-Ağbi anlatırken azdım yine, deyip şortunu çıkartıp üstüme çıktı. Deliğimi tükürükleyip yarağını götüme Sokuverdi. “Ahh!” Diye inledim. Biraz önce anlattıklarının bana etkisini düşünmeden Boşalıp gitti.

*********
Akşama kadar stresle bekledim. Dilek geldiğinde gerginliğim son haddindeydi. Selim ona “Otur abla” dediğinde Dilek bir şeyler olduğunu anlamıştı. Yavaş yavaş anlatmaya başladı. Selim anlattıkça Dilek’in yüzü geriliyor sinirleniyordu. Ondan gizli yaptıklarıma çok kızmıştı. Bana Bağırmaya başladı. Ben ona daha kızgındım. Nasıl bana ihanet edersin diye ona bağırıyordum. Ama Dilek kendi yaptıklarıma rağmen onun Selim’le olmasını engellememe fena sinirlenmişti. “Bana kendimi suçlu hissettirdin. Sen benden daha kötüsünü yapmamışsın” diyordu.

Selim’le kendi yaptıkları da ortadayken bana kızması da beni de çok sinirlendirdi. Ben de bağırmaya başladım. Hiç böyle kavga etmemiştik evliliğimiz boyunca. Selim konuşmadan bizi seyrediyordu. İkimiz de kızgınlığımızı kusuyorduk. Hınçlıydık. Ben daha sert sözler söylemeye başlayınca Selim yanıma geldi. Kolumdan tutup sert bir şekilde ”Ağbi ağzından çıkana dikkat et beni de kızdırma “ dedi. Arkasından kolumu bükerek beni karımın önünde diz çöktürttü. “Hadi Şimdi ablamdan güzel güzel özür dile Bakayım” Dedi. Canım yanıyordu. “Tamam. Tamam. Özür dilerim”Dedim.“ Öyle yalandan degil” dedi. Elimi biraz daha burktu. “Karıcığım yaptıklarım için çok özür diliyorum. Aşkım n’olur beni affet” dedim. Selim, “Ablam yaptıklarında haklı ama değil mi? “ Diye sordu. “Tabi aşkım senin her şeye hakkın var tabii”. Selim gülüyordu. Dilek’e dönüp. Bak Tarık ağbim özür de diledi. Artık onu affedersin her halde” dedi. Karim da Benim halimi görünce üzülmüş olmalı ki yumuşadı. “ Tamam” daha az kızgın bir tonla. Selim Dilek’e “Hadi sende kocanın yanına çömel. Öp. Barışın” dedi.

Karım da diz çöktü yanıma dudaklarımdan öpmeye başladı beni. Bu sıcaklık deminki kavgadan sonra çok hoşuma gitmişti. Bir birimize sarılmış Uzun uzun öpüşüyorduk. Bir anda beklemediğim bir şey oldu. Dudaklarımızın arasını sert sıcak bir şey zorluyordu. Ne olduğunu anlamamızla Selimin yarağının dudaklarımızı bir birinden ayırması bir oldu. Geri çekti. Şaşkınlığımız geçmeden tekrar ittirdi. Selim dudaklarımızın arasında gidip geliyordu. Çok güzel bir duyguydu. Biz de ona zevk vermek için dudaklarımızla baskı yapmaya başladık. Birazdan Yarağını Dilek’in ağzına sokuverdi. Dilek arzuyla emmeye başladı. Sonra çıkardı. Tekrar gidip gelmeye başladı aramızda. Ardından benim ağzıma sokuverdi. Bu defa ben şuursuzca emmeye başladım. Bu şekilde bir süre ağız ve dudaklarımızı sikti. Sonra karımı ensesinden tutup kaldırdı. “Soyun abla” dedi etkileyici bir sesle. Karim soyunmaya başladı önünde. başımı kaldırıp bakarken yarağına gereken ilgiyi göstermemiş olacağım ki saçlarımdan tutup kasıklarına bastırdı başımı. Emmeye devam ettim dizlerimin üstünde. Karim çırıl çıplak olunca onu da soydu. “Sen de soyun” dedi Selim, “Ama ağzından çıkartmadan” Zar zor soyundum tshirt’ümü Başımdan çıkartamadığım için boynumda bıraktım.

Onlar ayakta sevişirlerken çıplak bacaklarının vücuduma değmesi çok hoşuma gidiyordu. Karım Selim’in ismini fısıldıyor onu istediğini söylüyordu. Bunları duydukça ben ağzımdaki yarağa daha da hırsla yapışıyordum. Dakikalarca öyle seviştiler. Karım “İçime gir Selim, n’olur icime gir diye yalvarıyordu artık. Selim karımı halının üstüne yatırmaya başladı. Ben de onlarla birlikte hareket ediyordum. Selim’in yarağını bir an bile ağzımdan çıkartmamam gerekiyordun karımın amina girinceye kadar. Karım yere uzandığında o kadar güzel görünüyordu ki onunla sevişmek için neler vermezdim diye düşündüm. Ama bu şimdi sadece bir hayaldi. O selime aitti. Onu istiyordu. Onun olacaktı. Ben ise Selimin yarağına takılmış bir eşya gibi hissediyordum kendimi. Görevimi doğru yapmam lazımdı. Bir süre de bu şekilde seviştiler. Sonunda Selim saçlarımdan tutup başımı çekti. Beni bir yana ittirdi. Yarağı ilk defa açıktaydı uzun zamandır. Ama fazla kalmadı dışarda. Karımın bacakları arasına geçip amına sokuverdi

Karım “OHHHHHHH! Selimmmmmmmmm!” diye soludu. Selime doladı güzel kollarını. “Sik ablanı!…Sikkkkkk! Canım benim. Ablan sana kurban olsun. Erkeğimsn benim Selimimmmmmmmmm”

Selim’in kalçaları karımın üstünde hırsla inip kalkıyordu. Nasıl güzel sikiyordu karımı bu piç kurusu. Şimdi kollarının yanında bacaklarının da dolamıştı karım Selim’e. Onun altında zevkten kendinden geçiyordu. Az sonra hırlaya Hırlaya gelmeye başladı. Onu hiç böyle görmemiştim. Gözleri kaymıştı. Bunca yıllık karımı tanıyamıyordum. Selim onu bırakmadı bir kaç defa daha ayni şekilde getirdi onu. Sonra kendisi boşaldı karımın içine. Salonun ortasında öylece yattılar bir süre. Ben de onları seyrettim sadece.

Artık bu evde her şey değişmişti. O gece Selim bizim odaya taşındı. Ben de ya ayni yatakta ya da yatak odamızdaki kanepede uyuyordum duruma göre. Günün içinde azdığı zaman hala beni sikiyordu Selim. Bazan karımın yanında da beni kullanmak hoşuna gidiyordu. Karımla sevişmemiz artık sadece bir hayaldi benim için.

Bir gün Selim Nikah yüzüklerimizi istedi. Sorgusuz çıkartıp verdik. Ertesi gün nikah defterimizi istedi. Burada defter yok bir sertifika var dedik. Onu istedi. Dosyaların içinden bulup çıkarttık. “Ağbi şu sehpayı kenara çek bakalım” dedi. Dediğini yaptim. Dilek’i soyup yüzükoyun yere yatırdı. Damgalı imzalı nikah belgemizi tam amının altına gelecek şekilde yerleştirdi. Üstüne de cebinden çıkardığı nikah yüzüklerimizi koydu. Ayakta yavaş yavaş soyundu. Ata biner gibi karımın kalçalarının biraz aşağısına oturdu. O güzel yarağını bacak arasından karimin dudaklı amına yerleştirdi. Yavaş yavaş gidip gelmeye başladı. “Şimdi sizin nikahınızi sikecegim” dedi. Bana “Soyunup ablamın baş ucunda diz çök” dedi. Dediğini yaptım. O hala ağır karımın içinde gidip geliyordu. Karım hafif hafif inliyordu. Dilek’e “ Söyle abla nikahınızı sikmemi istiyorsun değil mi?” Karım hiç düşünmeden “ EVET ABLAM SİK NİKAHIMIZI! FEDA OLSU SANA O!“ diye haykirdı. Ardından gözlerini gözlerime dikip “Ağbi sikeyim mi nikahınızı?” dedi. Ben de hayır diyecek durumda değildim. “Sik Selim” dedim “sik nikahımızı. Ne istersen yap. Seniniz artık. Biliyorsun bunu”. Selim’in yüzünde hain bir ifade vardı. Belinden tuttuğu karımın üstünde ileri geri gidip geliyordu. Aldığı zevki ancak tahmin edebilirdim.

“Şimdi sizden bir şey isteyeceğim. Ben boşalıncaya kadar Dua okur gibi “SİK NİKAHIMIZI” diye fısıldayacaksıniz durmadan. Boşaldığımda Dölümün hepsi yüzüklerinizin üstüne akmalı. Abla sen de kalkıp üstünde çömeleceksin içindekiler de oraya akacak Tamam mı?”

“Tamam “ dedik ikimizde.

“ Hadi başlayın“

Dediği gibi “SİK NİKAHIMIZI” diye fısıldamaya başladık. bir süre sonra onun ritmine tamamiyle uyduk. Sanki bir ayindeydik. Kendimizden geçmiş bi halde tekrarlıyorduk.

“SİK NİKAHIMIZI. SİK NİKAHIMIZI. SİK NİKAHIMIZI. SİK NİKAHIMIZI”

O hızlandıkca biz de hızlanıyorduk. Dakikalarca. Karım yediği yarağın zevkiyle zorlanmaya başlamıştı. Kelimeleri bazan kayıyordu ama asla vazgeçmiyordu.

“SİK NİKAHIMIZI. SİK NİKAHIMIZI. AAAH! SİK NİKAHIMIZI. OOOH! SİK NİKAHIMIZI”

Bense Selimin gözlerinin içine bakıp tekrarlıyordum. Sanki ayini idare eden dini liderimizdi. ?
“SİK NİKAHIMIZI. SİK NİKAHIMIZI. SİK NİKAHIMIZI. SİK NİKAHIMIZI”

Yarı saat geçmişti. Bu arada Karım bir kaç defa gelmişti ama Hırlamaları, titremelerinin arasında bile aksatmadı duasını. Selim bize ara sıra “ Bu sizin değil benim zevkim için” diye hatırlatıyordu. Ama karımın bu hatırlatmaya hiç ihtiyacı yoktu. O kadar sadıktı ki.

Selim sonunda dayanamadı. “NİKAHINIZI SİKİYORUUUUUM!” Diye haykırarak boşalmaya başladı. Karıma öyle acımasızca koyuyordu ki karımın duası tekledi bir kaç defa. Uzun uzun boşaldı Selim. Bittiğinde karımın üstüne yığıldi. Biz de sustuk. Muhteşem ayinin Selim’e ait kısmı bitmişti ama bizimki yeni başliyordu. Selim yana kaymadan elimle yarağının içindekileri sağår gibi yüzüklerin üzerine akıttım. Dilek zorlukla doğruldu. “Aşkım yavaş. Dışarıya akmasın” dedim. Tam nikah belgemizin üstünde çömelmesine yardım ettim. Dakikalarca öyle durdu. Çaresiz bacakları titriyordu. Ben narin kollarından tutmasam yorgunluktan devrilecek gibiydi. Rahminde ki döllerin hepsi boşalıncaya kadar bekledik. Yüzüklerin üstü tamamiyle kapanmış kağıdın büyük bir kısmı da sırıl sıklam olmuştu.

Selim ”Hiç ellemeyin öylece kurusun” dedi. Odanın ortasında bıraktık.

Ertesi gün benim görevim nikah yüzüklerimizin dölle yapıştığı Nikah belgemizi çerçeveletmekti. Utandığım için çerçeveyi alıp evde kendim taktım. Selim Bana yatağımızın başucuna bir çivi çakmamı ama asma işini kendisinin yapacağını söylemişti. O akşam başka bir törenle onu baş ucumuza astık.

Hafta sonu Selim elinde bir mücevher kutusuyla geldi. Dilek’e uzattı “Bunlar ikinize “ dedi. Heyecanla açtık. Nikah yüzüklerimize benzeyen iki yüzüktü. “İçine bakın” dedi. Birinin içinde “SELİM’E AİTİM, DİLEK” diğerinde de “SELİM’E AİTİM, TARIK” yazıyordu. Dilek hemen takmaya hazırlanıyordu ki Selim durdurdu. Akşama. Törenle takacağız dedi. Cebinden kırmızı bir kurdele çıkarttı. Yüzüklerimizi o kurdelenin iki ucuna bağlattı. Pantolonunu ve donunu indirdi. Kurdeleyi yarağının ve taşaklarının etrafina bir kaç defa dolayıp donunu çekti. Pantolonunu çıkartıp şortunu giydi. “Ben spora gidiyorum” deyip çıkti.

Selim saatler sonra geldiğinde yanında Sibel de vardı. Karım kıskanıyor diye Sibel artık bize gelmiyordu. Ama Selim artık karımı ele geçirmişti. Kaprislerini çekecek değildi. Bu l****ayı ben de özlemiştim açıkçası. Karımın bozulduğu belliydi. Bu gece yüzük takma töreni olmayacak her halde diye düşünüyordum ki, Selim “ Sibel bu gece şahidiniz olacak” dedi. Kim bilir neler planlıyordu yine bu piç kurusu. Gözlerim Sibel’in yarı çıplak kıyafetinden bacaklarına, göğüslerine kayıyordu. İşte sahip olamayacağım bir kadın daha diye düşündüm. Belki yine ona 31 çekebilirdim Selim izin verirse.

“Soyunun bakalım” dedi Selim. Karım biraz tereddüt etti. Selim tekrarladı. Yavaş yavaş soyunmaya başladık. Sibel kikirdiyerek kanepeye işveli bir sekilde yayıldi. Bizi seyretmeye başladı. Ona olacakları söylemişti her halde. Öyle davranıyordu Sibel.

“Yüzükleri takmadan bir törenimiz olacak. Önümde diz çökün bakayım” dedi Selim. Dediğini yaptık. Yavaşça şortunu indirdi. Sporda iyice terlemişti. Sırıl sıklamdı üstündekiler. Buram buram ter kokusu yayıldı odaya. Kasılarının erkeksi kokusu bizi sarhoş ediyordu. Kırmızı kurdele hala sarılıydı yarağına, taşaklarına. O da Sırıl sıklamdı. “Sadece ağzınızı kullanarak çıkartın yüzükleri” dedi.

Karımla başlarımızı kasıklarına yaklaştırıp yüzükleri ağzımıza aldık ters yönde açmaya çalışıyorduk kurdeleyi. Bu zor iş, sürtünmemizden tahrik olan Selim’in yarağı kalkınca daha da zorlaştı. Yüzümüz gözümüz teriyle iyice ıslandıktan sonra kurdeleyi çözdük.

“Şimdi yüzükleri Ağızlarınızda tutup yan yana domalın bakalım “ dedi. “Kalçalarınız ve omuzlarınız değsin bir birine.”

Terinin ekşi tadı yüzükteydi. Aramızda ağızlarımızdan sarkan kırmızı kurdeleyle karı koca yan yana domaldık. Gözüm Sibel’e kaydı çok eğleniyordu olanlardan. Gözleri zevkten kocaman olmuş, sakız çiğneyen ağzı kulaklarındaydı.

Selim etrafımızda dolaşıp bizi seyrettikten sonra arkamıza geçti. Karımı belinden kavradığını hissettim. Karımın “ AHHHHHH!” diye bağırdığını duydum. “Selim neden ordan yapıyorsun ?” diye inledi. Karımı götünden sikiyordu. Bunu hiç yapmamıştı daha önce. Sibel ağzındaki sakızı patlattı ve “Patladın Dilek abla!” diye gülmeye başladı Bu kız da tam bir maldı. Kendi almaya korktuğu yarağın karıma acı vermesi onu eğlendiriyordu. Dönüp baktığımda bu espiriyle Selim de güldüğünü gördüm. Karımın götünü sikmeye devam ederken yüzünde yine o hain ifade vardı. Karım Acıya katlanmak için dişlerini sıkıyordu. Neyseki Selim ondan çıkartıp bana kökledi yarağını. Ben de acıyla Inledim. Biraz bana sokup çıkarttıktan sonra tekrar karıma geçirdi. İkimizi yan yana uzun uzun sikti. Her darbesinde ağzımızdaki kırmızı kurdele dalgalandı. Sonunda karımın götüne fışkırtı döllerini. Oldukça sert sikmişti ikimizi de. Karımın kıçının benden daha çok acıyor olduğunu tahmin etmek zor değildi.

Sibel’e dönüp “Gördün mü ne kadar kolay götten almak” diyerek güldü. Sibel de “Yarrağıma kolay. Suratlarına bak şunların” dedi ardında bir kahkaha attı.

Sibel kalkıp yanımıza geldi. Kurdeleden tutup yüzükleri ağzımızdan çıkarttı. Düğümleri çözmemiz için bize uzattı. Çözdük. Onun ve Selim’in önünde diz çöktük. Sibel yüzüklerimizi parmaklarımıza taktı. “Artık Selim’e aitsiniz “ dedi. Bize tekrar ettirdi. “Selim’e aitiz “ dedik.
*********

Karım ve ben bir yıla yakın Selim’e itaat ve hizmette eksik etmedik. Her an ona ait olduğumuzu bildik. Hep onun mutluluğunun bizimkinden daha önce geldiğini düşünerek hareket ettik. Onu seviyor ve sayıyorduk. Ondan yaşça büyük olmamızın hiç bir anlamı yoktu. Aslında oydu büyük olan, güçlü olan.

Artık Sibel onunla tam ilişkiye giriyordu. Kısa bir süre sonra ödününe de arkasına da almayı öğrenmişti. Bazı geceler sadece Sibel’le oluyor karımı üzüyordu. Benim karımla sevişmeme hala müsade edilmiyordu. Selim ve Sibel gittikçe yakınlaşıyorlardı. Senenin sonuna doğru Sibel’le ilişkileri ciddileşti. Onunla beraber olmak istedi ve bir gün toparlanıp ayrı eve çıktılar. Hayatımızdaki boşluk anlatılmaz derecedeydi. Karı koca çok uğraştık. Aylar aldı kendimize gelmemiz.

6-7 ay sonra bir gün ortak arkadaşlarımızın bir partisinde ikisiyle karşılaştık. Bizi ne kadar üzdüğünü ama artık onu kafamızdan ve ruhumuzdan sildiğimizi söyledik. Nikah belgemizi yenilediğimizi bize verdiği yüzükleri de kendisine geri vermek istediğimizi söyledik. Bizi anladığını o dönemi o şekilde yaşamış olmaktan pişman olmadığını anlattı. “Bu kadar çabuk teslim olmasaydınız” dedi. “Biraz güçlü olsaydınız bu hale düşmezdiniz” dedi. Onun için yaptıklarımızdan sonra hala bunları söyleyebiliyor olması bizi çok kötü yaptı. Artık konuşamayacak haldeydik onunla. Bir şekilde bu işi bitirmeliydik. Bütün cesaretimi toplayıp, “Adresini ver sana yarın yüzükleri verelim hayatimızdan, kafamızdan siktir ol git dedim” Karım konuşamıyordu bile sinirinden.

O akşam uyuyamadık. Onu içimizden sıyırıp atmalıydık artık. Içimizin en derinliğindeydi ama onun gibi birine dersini vermeliydik. Yüzükleri verirken ona ne kadar aşağılık biri olduğunu söylecektik. Bu duygular içinde gidip gelirken uyuya kaldik.

************

Kapıyı çaldık. Selim karşıladı bizi. Salona aldı. Sibel de içerdeydi. Olacakları tahmin ettiği için gergin görünüyordu. Elimi cebime attım. Yüzükleri çıkarttım. Sessizce Selim’e uzattım. Konuşamıyordum. Aldi. Peki siz bilirsiniz dedi. Güzel yüzüklerdi. Bir an sustuk. “Içine bak Selim” dedim. Baktı. Şaşkın ifadesini Sibel de farketti. “ N’oldu?” diye sordu. “Bunlar sizin nikah yüzükleriniz ama “ dedi “Benim verdiklerim nerede? Karımla ben Sol ellerimizi kaldırıp parmaklarımızdaki yüzüklerimizi gösterdik. Karım gözleri dolarak “Biz sana aitiz Selim. Bu hep böyle oldu böyle olacak” dedi. Hıçkırmaktan konuşamıyordu. Benim de gözlerim dolmuştu. Zar zor “ Seniniz Selim. Sen istemesende biz seniniz”

Selim şaşkındı ama keyiflenmişti. “Demek bu kadar istiyorsunuz beni ha? “ dedi. Iki adım geri çekilip bizi süzmeye başladı. Karı koca ne istediğini anlamıştık. Açıkçası yapacağımız başka bir şey yoktu. Onun ve Sibel’in önünde üstümüzdekileri çıkartmaya başladık. Çırıl çıplak kalınca önünde eğildik. Bize ağbi abla diyen bu piç kurusunun ayaklarına kapandık öylece durduk. Seslerden onu de soyunduğunu farketmiştim. Arkamıza geçti. Önce karıma koydu. acıyla haykırmasından götüne koyduğunu anladım. “ Acıyorsa sikmem istemiyorsan “ dedi alay edercesine. Karım, “Hayır Ablasının güzeli bakma sen bana. Istediğin gibi sik beni” dedi terk edilme korkusuyla. bir kaç dakika sonra ayni acımasızlıkla bana soktu o sert yarağını. “Ahhhh” diye haykırdım. “Acıyo mu ağbi “ dedi yine alaycı bir tonla. “ Acısın, Selim’ciğim sik ağbinin götünü. Ağbinin götü sana feda olsun.”

O gün Selim bizim sadece deliklerimizi değil ruhlarımızı da sikti. Bize hissedebileceğimiz en çaresiz duyguları hissettirdi. bütün acılarımıza rağmen yine onun olduğumuz icin mutluluktan uçuyorduk. O günden sonra sık sık bizi aradı bazan bizi sikmek için aradı. Bazan işlerini yaptırmak için. Bazan bu piç kurusuna kızsak da, her çağırdığında gittik. ?
?Son

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Komşu Kızı

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Komşu Kızı

Karşı komşumuzun kızı Selin’le uzun süredir tanışıyoruz.Esmer kıvırcık saçlı,ince,zarif bir kız.Hemen karşımızıda oturduğu ve her gün karşılaştığımız için de sürekli sohbet ediyoruz.Bir gün evdeyken kapı çaldı,açtığımda karşımdaydı.Haziran ayı olduğundan üstünde dar kot bir etek ve ince askılı beyaz bir üst vardı,altından ten rengi sutyeninin askıları görülebiliyordu.Dikkatimi hemen ayakları çekti.Ayakları çıplak,ufak ve bakımlıydı.Bana odasındaki bazanın altından kıyafet alması gerektiğini ama evde kimse olmadığından bazanın kapanmasından korktuğunu söyledi,yardım edip edemeyeceğimi sordu.Bu istek bana hiç garip gelmedi çünkü onlara her zaman gidiyordum zaten bu yüzden de hiçbir şey düşünmeden kabul edip beş dakikaya geleceğimi söyleyip Selin’i yolladım.Üzerimi değiştirip hemen iki adımlık mesafedeki kapılarını çaldım.Kapıyı aralık görünce içeri girdim içeriden gelmem için sesleniyordu.Odasına girdiğimde baza açık,o da öne doğru eğilmiş birşeyler almak için uğraşıyordu.O sırada göğüsleri gözüme öyle büyük göründü ki daha önce nasıl farketmediğimi düşündüm bir süre yerçekimine karşı koyamayan memelerinin açık kahverengi uçları bile görünüyordu.Önce görür mü acaba diye çok dikkatli bakamadım ama sonra onun da bakışlarında bir farklılık hissettim,bana başka bir şekilde bakıyordu.Belli ki beni başka bir konuda yardım etmem için çağırmıştı.Yine de birşey yapmadan onu süzmeye devam ettim.Benden başına geçip kapanmaması için bazayı tutmamı istedi.Ben de daha iyi bir görüş açısı için dediğini yaptım ve önümde çömelmiş uğraşırken göğüsleri her ayrıntısıyla önümdeydi.Her bir ufak hareketinde bile sallanıyor henüz yumuşak olan uçlarının sutyen içinde sürttüğünü ve kıvrıldığını görebiliyordum.Dalga da bu sahneye daha fazla kayıtsız kalmadı ve kalkmaya başladı.Selin önümde diz çökmüş sert götünü bana sürtüyor ama farkında değilmiş gibi davranıyordu.Çıplak bacakları hem birbirinde hem de bana sürtündükçe sikimi kontrol etmekte zorlanıyordum.Daha çok zorlamadan öne doğru ufak bir hamle yaptım Selin kafasına neyin çarptığına bakmak için döndüğünde pantalonun önündeki hareketliliği gördü ve muzip bir gülüşle gözlerini bana çevirdi.Hemen başında beklediğimden göğüs uçlarının az öncekine göre kalktığı ve göğüslerinin dikleştiği net olarak görülüyordu.Artık ikimiz de olayın başka yere gidiyor olduğunun farkındaydık.Selin’e “Kimse gelmesin emin misin?” diye sorduğumda merak edecek bir şey olmadığını söyledi.Ben de hemen işim biter diye düşünüp dış kapıyı kapatmamıştım ama yürüyecek durumda olmadığımdan ondan kapıyı kapatıp hemen gelmesini istedim.O kapıyı kapatım döndüğünde ben de dalgayı salmış onun kokusunu alsın diye hazır bekliyordum.Geldiğinde güzel gözleri şaşkınlıkla açılmış bir süre bakakaldı.Herhalde bunu beklemiyordu derken olan oldu diyip elinden çektim dudaklarına yapıştım.Kalkmış sikimi onun dar kot eteğine sürterken bir yandan da ıslak dilini sonuna kadar emmekle meşguldüm.Hafif ve narin bir kız olduğundan bacaklarını bana sarmasını istedim bekletmeden dediğimi yaptı.Artık kükreyen sikimi ince beyaz pamuklu donuna bastırıyordum henüz donu üstündeyken sikmeye başlamıştım bile,donu içeri dah çok girmemi engelliyor bu da sikimi daha da kaldırıyordu.Bir elim götünün kıvrımlarını ezberlerken diğeriyle de son birkaç dakikadır aklımdan çıkmayan yumuşak memelerini sıkıyordum.Uçları artık baya sertleşmiş,sıktıkça acıyla inliyordu.Kıyafetleri üzerindeydi,Sutyenini çıkartmadan aşağıya çekip bir tarafını sıyırdım.Elimi amına attığımda donunun nemlenmiş olduğunu gördüm.Islanmış parmaklarımı hem ona koklattım hem de doya doya ben kokladım amının kokusu beni daha da azdırdı.Her zaman temiz bir kızdı ama amının kaymak gibi traşlı bakire amı gibi olduğunu görünce bu kesinleşmiş oldu.Islanmış beyaz donunu bacaklarından sertçe sıyırıp burnumu içine gömdüm.Buna biraz şaşırmış görünüyordu ama gülümsemesi beni daha da çıldırttı.Donunu eline verdim ve sikimi onunla okşamasını istedim o da bu fikri sevmiş gibiydi önümde diz çömelip işe koyuldu.Uzun,siyah kıvırcık saçlarını toplayarak çektim ve yüzünü sikime bastırdım.Ağzına almak için hamle yaptı ama benim istediğim bu değildi ona burnunu taşaklarıma gömmesini ve koklamasını söyledim,ağzına almak istediğini söyledi ama biraz da zorla ona sikimi koklattım narin yüzünden daha çok kalmış kalmış sikimi yüzünde nereye denk gelirse sürtüyordum bunun zevkini o da almaya başlamıştı çünkü artık çok zorlamadan kendisi derin nefesler alarak sikimi ve taşaklarımı kokluyor ve tükürüğüyle tüm yüzüne sıvıyordu.Bu sırada ayağımla ıslak amını parmaklıyor,deliğinin kurumasına izin vermiyordum.Donu artık kurumaya başlayınca ayağa kaldırıp yüzüstü yatağa attım,amını sertçe sıkarak götünü tokatladım amını götünü kızartmaya çalışıyordum.Sikim artık kazık gibiydi ve beyaz tenli hafifçe kızarmış götünü aralayıp çatalında birkaç sefer gidip geldim.Götünden içeri kaymamak için zor dayanıyordum.Götüne burnumu gömdüm ve bu kadar yalanmaya hala sımsıkı olan ufacık göt deliğini burnumla siktim,temiz bir kız olduğu burdan da belliydi çünkü götü tamamen kokusuzdu ama nemlenmiş amı harika kokuyordu.Daha fazla dayanamadım ve ince bacaklarını el arabası gibi bileklerinden tutarak iyice ayırıp yavaşça girdim.Daracık kılsız ve ıslak amı fırın gibiydi ve ben dayanamıyordum çok kısa bir süre gitmemle boşalmam bir oldu.Son anda çıkabildim içinden biraz geç kalsam içine boşalacaktım.Patlamama rağmen bir iki dakika daha sikim içinin tadına bakmaya devam etti sonuna kadar bastırdım artık dinmekte olan sikimi.Selin ise karşılık verecek halde değildi.Bir süre daha üstünde kaldıktan sonra toparlandık ama donunu geri vermedim ve bu güzel anını hatırası olarak koklamak için aldım.Ondan sonra bu kadar derin birlikte olmadık tekrar.Şu an hala arkadaşız ve görüşüyoruz ama bir farkla o artık evli bir kadın.

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

onunum 1

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

onunum 1
Ben normal dürtülere sahip bir erkeğim. Daha doğrusu öyle sanıyordum. Zaman zaman bir erkekle olmanın nasıl olduğun merak etmişsem de fiiliyata hiç geçirmemiştim. Halim vaktim yerinde. Para karşılığında sekse hiçbir zaman sıcak bakmadım bugüne kadar. Gittiğim gece kulüplerinde, barlarda birçok kadınla tanışıp beraber olabiliyordum zaten.

Evimin sokağında bir apartmanda birkaç travesti yaşıyor. Geç saatlerde eve dönerken onları sokağın başında müşteri beklerken görüyordum zaman zaman. Geçtiğimiz günlerde yeni bir tanesi geldi. ılk gördüğümde çok etkilendim.

Uzun bir boy, son derece güzel bir fizik, uzun, sarı saçları ile benim diyen kadına taş çıkartacak bir afetti doğrusu. Dedim ya, bu taraklarda bezim olmadığından sadece arada sırada fantazilerimde yaşattım onu. Ancak neredeyse her gece onu evime giderken gördükçe cazibesine daha da kapılmaya başladım. Sonunda, oldukça da alkollü olduğum bir gece eve dönerken ona benimle gelmesini söyledim. Evime gittik. Bu işlerin acemisi olduğumdan ne yapacağımı, nasıl davranmam gerektiğini bilemiyordum.

Birer kadeh içki koydum. Ona açıkça para ile ilişkiye daha önce girmediğimi, onun yönlendirmesini istediğimi söyledim. Çok anlayışlı ve tecrübeliydi. güzel bir müzik koydu ve karşımda yılan gibi kıvranarak dans etmeye başladı. Sanırım olayın parasal boyutunu kafamdan silmemi, ona konsantre olmamı sağlamaya çalışıyordu. Başardı da… üstünden çıkardığı her parça ile sikim biraz daha büyüyordu.

Vücudu tahminlerimin de ötesinde güzeldi. Üstünde bir tek külodu kalmıştı. Odadaki ışığın loşluğundan ve gölgelerden olsa gerek, külodunun üzerinde hafif bir kabarıklık var gibi gelmişti bana, üstünde durmadım. Önümde dizlerinin üzerine çöktü. Pantalonumun önünü açtı, pantalonumu ve külodumu birlikte çekerek, ama aynı anda elleriyle bacaklarımı da okşayarak, çıkardı.

Sikimin ucunu ağzının içine aldı. Sadece sikimin başı ile oynuyordu. Küçük küçük yalıyor, dudakları ile sıkıca emiyordu. Sikim taş gibi olmuştu. Son zamanlardaki fantazim önümde diz çökmüş sikimi yalıyordu. ınlemeye başladım. Daha fazlasını ağzına sokmasını istiyordum. Söyledim, hatta ileri doğru hareket ettirmeye çalıştım. ınatla geri kaçıyor, fazlasını almıyordu ağzına. Bana rahat olmamı, keyif almamı ve olayın akışını ona bırakmamı söyledi. Bir yandan sikimin başını yalar ve emerken diğer yandan da bir eliyle taşaklarımı sıvazlıyor, sıkıyordu.

Bir süre sonra, beklemediğim bir anda tek bir hamlede sikimin tamamını boğazının derinliklerine kadar alıverdi. Dudakları kıllarıma kadar gelmişti. Öylece tuttu beni… sikimin tamamını ağzının ve kısmen boğazının içinde tutarak, mümkün olduğu kadar dilini oynatarak müthiş bir zevk veriyordu bana.

Sonra ileri geri gidip gelerek, kah sikimi bir dışarı çıkartıp diliyle oksayarak, kah boğazının derinliklerine kadar içine alarak bir süre oral sekse devam etti. ınanamıyordum. Hayatımın en güzel oral seksini yaşıyordum. Neredeyse boşalmak üzereydim, birden bıraktı saksoyu… “devam et ne olur” dedim. “Olmaz” dedi, “yavaş yavaş, acele etme”… taşaklarımı yalamaya, emmeye başladı.

O kadar sert emiyordu ki, bazen canım yanıyor, inliyordum. Koltukta ileri doğru iyice kaymış, neredeyse yarı yatar hale gelmiştim. ıyice altıma kaydı, taşaklarımı yalarken yavaşça götüme doğru kaymaya başlası dili. göt deliğime arada ufak dil darbeleri atıyor, eliyle de sikimi sıvazlamaya devam ediyordu. Müthiş hoşuma gitmişti. Yavaşça doğruldu, yüzünde hınzır bir gülümseme belirmişti. “Ne oldu” dedim, “yok bir şey” diyerek meme uçlarımı yalamaya başladı.

Yavaş yavaş boynumdan yukarıya çıktı, dudaklarımız kenetlendi. Dilini ağzımın içinde hissetim, ben de karşılık verdim. Hiç yaşamadığım bir tutku ile öpüşüyordum. Elimi kilodunun içine kaydırıverdim hızla. Amına ulaşmayı beklerken elimde kocaman bir yarak hissettim. Kısa bir şok geçirmiştim.

Gerçi bunun olma ihtimalini biliyordum, ama ona hiç konduramamıştım gözdüğüm zamanlarda. O kadar ‘kadın’dı ki! “Rahatsız mı oldun” dedi. Artık rahatsızlık duyacak noktayı geçmiştim. Bana o ana kadar tattırdığı zevkten vazgeçecek değildim. “Hayır” dedim, “devam et”.

Yeniden gülümsedi. Külodunu çıkardı. Gerçekten de, çok büyük değilse de azımsanmayacak bir yarak vardı önünde. Ve oldukça sertleşmişti. Arkasını dönerek üstüme oturdu. Sikimi göt deliğinin üstüne getirerek yavaşça başını deliğine soktu. Ufak ufak hareketlerle sikimin başını götüne sokuyordu. Onun bu işin profesyoneli olmasından ötürü göt deliğinin iyice geniş olacağını sanıyordum.

Evet, daracık değildi, ama çok genişlemiş de değildi. Anlamış olacak ki “bazı tekniklerim vardır” diyerek göz kırptı. Birden tüm ağırlığını üzerime vererek sikimin tamamını götünün içine alıverdi. Delice bir tempo tutturmuştuk. Çok zevk alıyordum. O ana kadar bile kendimi iyi tutmuştum.

“Dayanamayacağım, geliyorum” dedim. Hızla üzerimden kalkarak döndü, önümde diz çökerek sikimi yeniden boğazına kadar ağzına alarak emmeye başladı. Zaten dayanacak halim kalmamıştı.

Haykıra haykıra boğazına doğru boşalmaya başladım. Spermlerimin bir kısmı dudaklarının yanından dışarı akıyordu. Kalanını ise tamamen yutmuştu. Bir süre daha sikimi emdikten sonra yanıma oturdu.

Sarıldık, bir süre öyle konuşmadan, tenlerimizi hissederek dinlendik. “Hoşuna gitti mi” dedi. “ınanılmazdın” diye yanıtladım. “Bu daha başlangıç” diye gülümsedi yine. Birer kadeh daha içtik biraz konuşarak. Sonra “yatak odasına geçelim” dedi. Yatağa sırtım yukarıda kalacak şekilde uzanmamı söyledi.

Omuzlarımdan aşağıya doğru masaj yapmaya başladı. Siki tam göt yarığımın üzerindeydi. Garip bir haz duyuyordum bundan. Herhangi bir yarak değil, onun yarağının bana değmesi beni tahrik ediyordu. ırkilerek kalçalarımı hafifçe oynatmaya başladığımı hissettim. Farketmişti herhalde ki sikini daha çok bastırmaya başladı.

Sertliğini hissediyordum iyice. Sonra dilini sırtımda gezdirmeye başladı. Yavaşça kalçalarıma geldi. götümün yanaklarını ayırarak göt deliğime dilini sokup çıkarmaya başladı. “Değişik birşeyler denemeye açık mısın” dedi.

Ağzımdan sadece “sen ne istersen yapmaya hazırım” sözleri döküldü. Beni yüzüstü çevirdi. Dudaklarıma yapıştı yeniden. Delice öpüşüyorduk. Elimi tutarak sikine doğru götürdü. Sıvazlamamı istiyordu. ıtirazsız yerine getirmeye başladım. Dili ağzımın, siki avcumun içinde bir süre geçti. Sonra boynumdan başlayarak aşağıya kaydı. Sikimi yine boğazına kadar aldı ağzının içine. Sonra “bunu yapabilir misin?” dedi. “Denerim” diye yanıtladığımda kendim bile şaşırmıştım dediklerime.

Yatağa uzandı, “dene bakalım” diye gülümsedi. Sikine doğru eğildim. Sikinin başını ağzıma aldım. Garip bir duyguydu, ama hoşlanmıştım. Onun yaptıklarını aklıma getirip taklit etmeye çalışıyordum. Önce sikinin başını yaladım, emdim bir süre. Sonra yavaş yavaş daha çoğunu ağzıma sığdırmaya çalıştım. Tamamını alamıyordum, ama deniyordum. Nefes almakta zorlanıyordum. “Hepsini” dedi inleyerek.

Hem kendimi ona borçlu hissediyor, hem de bunu yapmayı gerçekten istiyordum. Zorlayarak gırtlağımı açmaya çalıştım. Ağzımı iyice bastırdım. Siki tamamen ağzımın içinde kaybolmuştu. Sikinin ucunu gırtlağımın derinliğinde hissedebiliyorum, ama başarmıştım. Yavaş yavaş hareket etmeye başladım.

kalçalarını ileri geri hareket ettiriyor, şaçlarımı okşuyorBir yandan ellerimle göğüslerini okşuyor, sıkıyor, bir yandan da tüm sikini ağzıma alarak emiyordum. O da gözlerini kapatmış, kıvranıyor, inliyor, kalçalarını ileri geri hareket ettiriyor, şaçlarımı okşuyor, arada sırada başımı sertçe sikine doğru bastırıyordu. “Boşalacağım, çık istersen” dedi.

Hayır anlamında başımı salladım. Aynı şeyleri yapmak istiyordum. Şiddetli kasılmalarla ağzıma boşalmaya başladı. Boğulacağımı sandım bir an. Öksürerek geri çekildim.

Spermlerinin bir kısmı dışarı sıçaradı, bir kısmı dudaklarımdan aşağı akıyordu, gerisini ise yutmuştum. Değişik bir tadı ve kokusu vardı. “Hoşlandın mı” dedi nefes nefese. “Evet” diye yanıtladım. Bir süre yanyana yattık, sigara içtik.

“Daha fazlasına hazır mısın” dedi. Ne sorduğunu anlamıştım. “Merak ediyorum aslında, ama emin değilim” dedim. “Pekala, başlarız, hoşlanmazsan dururuz” diyerek beni rahatlattı. Sikini kaldırmam için ağzıma uzattı.

Hiç bekletmeden aldım bu yeni oyuncağı ağzıma. Bir yandan elim bir yandan da ağzımla onu yeniden dirilttim. Beni ters çevirerek uzattı yatağa. Hiç bekletmeden göt deliğimi yalamaya başladı. Dilini sokabildiği kadar derine sokuyordu. “Kremin var mı” dedi. Başucumdaki çekmeceden daha önceleri kendimin kullandığı kremi ona uzattım.

Parmaklarını ve götümü kremledi. Bir parmağını göt deliğime bastırdı hafifçe. Kendimi kasmışım… “rahatla” dedi, “germe kendini”. Hafif masajlarla parmağını götümün deliğine sokmuştu. Ne hissettiğimi anlamaya çalışıyor, ama beceremiyordum.

Ardından ikinci bir parmağın zorlamasını hissettim. Onu da sokmuştu içime. Canım yanıyordu biraz. ınledim. “Beceremeyeceğim galiba, canım bu kadarla bile yandı, sikini alamam içime” dedim. “Peki istiyor musun” dedi. Biraz düşündüm, “istiyorum, ama çok zor” dedim. “Rahat ol, başta biraz canın yanar, alışırsın” dedi. Kendimi tamamen teslim etmiştim. götüm parmaklara alışmıştı zaten. Parmaklarını çıkardı. götümün altına bir yastık koyarak havaya kalkmasını sağladı.

Sırtıma, omuzlarıma masaj yaparak beni rahatlattı. Bu arada siki götümün yanaklarının içine girmişti bile. göt deliğimin üstünde hissediyordum onu. Bir eliyle masaja devam ederken diğer eliyle sikinin başını göt deliğime dayadı. O anda bile garip bir zevk hissettim. Kararlıydım artık, canım çok yansa da onu içime alacaktım. Hafifçe yüklendi. Sikinin sadece ucunu içime itti. Onu bir an önce almak istiyordum. Kalçamı geriye ittim, o da geriledi.

“Yavaş ol, canının yanmasını mı, zevk almayı mı istiyorsun” dedi. Yavaş yavaş hareket ediyor, her hareketinde biraz daha içime giriyordu. Herhalde üçte birini sokmuştu götüme ki canım acımaya başladı. Dişimi sıktım. Belli etmemeye, onun zevk almasını da engellememeye çalışıyorudum. “Hazır ol” dedi ve birden yükleniverdi. Sikinin tamamını sokmuştu götüme. Bir çığlık attım. Canım korkunç yanmıştı.

Öyle hareketsiz bekledi bir süre, bir yandan da beni okşuyor, güzel sözler söylüyordu: “merak etme, alışacak ve hoşlanacaksın güzel sevgilim”. Sonra yavaş yavaş hareket etmeye başladı. ılk kez birisi beni götümden pompalıyordu. Canımın acısı hafiflemiş, ama geçmemişti. Zevk filan almıyor, ama başladığımız işi, hiç değilse onun için bitirmek istiyordum. Bir süre götümünü içinde gidip geldi. Alışmaya başlamıştım. Birden acı kesildi, zevk almaya başladığımı farkettim. Artık ben de hareket ediyor, götümü ona doğru bastırıyordum. Yaklaşık onbeş dakika sikti beni öylece.

“Seni sikmemi istiyor musun, hoşuna gidiyor mu” diyor, ben de kendimden geçmiş halde “sik beni, sok yarağını götüme” diye bağırıyordum. Kasılmaya başlamıştı. “Geçen sefer tepsini alamadım, ağzıma boşal lütfen” dedim. Sikini içimden çıkardı, beni çevirdi ve ağzımın içine doğru fışkırmaya başladı. Spermlerinin tamamını yuttum. Yüzüme gelenleri de elimle temizleyerek ağzıma aldım. Nefes nefese idik. “Sıra sende” dedi o güzel gülümsemesi ile.

“Hayır” dedim, “hayatımın en güzel gecesini yaşadım. Bu kadarı yeter bu günlük. ” Sikmek için çağırdığım travesti beni sikmişti bütün gece. Ama değmişti. Üstelik de ona aşık olmuştum. “Hep seninle olmak istiyorum” dedim, “para sorun değil, çok kazanıyorum. Senin de çalışmana gerek yok, ikimize de yeter”. “Mesele para değil”, dedi, “ben bağlanmaktan korkuyorum. Ben de senden çok hoşlandım.

Bu kadar cilveli ve uzun sevişmem normalde müşterimle. Beni siker, gider, hepsi o kadar. Ama sen farklısın. Bunu şimdilik konuşmayalım. Yarın gece seni bana bekleyeceğim. Yeni sürprizlerim olacak sana. ” Sarıldık, öpüştük ve uzun, huzurlu bir uykuya daldık.Gönderen: onunum2003

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

The Gift

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

When Lisa was 19 years old her Aunt Suzy explained to her how powerful her gift was. Up until then she was walking around with power she didn’t even know she had and didn’t understand in the least how to use such power. Before I continue with this story, let me backup and start at the beginning.

Just after Lisa’s 18th birthday her Aunt Suzy came to live with them. Suzy’s husband had surprised everyone when out of the blue he announced he wanted a divorce. Since he was a prominent attorney with the most prestigious law firms in town, Suzy decided not to fight the divorce. It would only drive up the cost of their divorce and she would probably be offered a lower settle if she fought it. She decided to go for the standard non-contested divorce with a 50-50 split and no lengthy court battle.

While the divorce worked its way through the legal system, Aunt Suzy had no one to turn to except Lisa’s father. Lisa’s father is also Aunt Suzy’s own big brother. She grudgingly moved into her big brother’s spare bedroom to ride out the divorce, because her asshole husband immediately moved his girlfriend into their house.

Aunt Suzy was 28 years old and still gorgeous. Men had always flocked to her side ever since she graduated from high school. She was easily one of the most popular girls in college. Her dance card was always full. She had many, many suitors vying for her attention throughout her college years. However, for some bizarre reason Suzy only had eyes for the infamous Anthony Solomito; later to become Lisa’s Uncle Tony. Suzy was the typical prom queen that all guys sought and Tony was the typical bad boy that always attracted the nice girls who fantasized about being naughty. Suzy is just as gorgeous and sexy today as she was in college. That’s why no one could ever understand why Uncle Tony tossed her aside for an ordinary office secretary at his law firm.

Aunt Suzy is the most loving and easy-going person Lisa knows. Everyone adores her. Aunt Suzy told Lisa that she and Uncle Tony own a really large estate and her half of the sale would leave her well off. She also revealed that Tony had inherited a fortune when his parents were killed in a plane crash. Half of that money will be hers when the divorce is settled. She didn’t think she would have to worry about money the rest of her life. Aunt Suzy vowed to everyone she would never marry again. She said she intended to enjoy the new freedom of doing as she pleased. She didn’t need or want a man telling her how to live her life.

Lisa envied Suzy’s new-found independence. Suzy is eight years younger than her big brother, Tom, so there’s not much difference in Lisa and Suzy’s ages. They got along really well because Aunt Suzy treated Lisa like she was her little sister. They could easily pass for sisters because they were both slender blondes with blue eyes. She was also 5′ 8″ like Lisa and they could easily fit into each other’s clothes. They quickly became so close, they could discuss anything. Lisa confessed her most secret feelings to Aunt Suzy. She knew Suzy would never betray her confidence.

On Lisa’s 19th birthday, Aunt Suzy described to her what it was like being an independent woman; a woman in-charge of her own life. Lisa had divulged to Aunt Suzy that boys wouldn’t leave her alone and she did not know how to handle their sexual advances. They tried to touch her all over and she was frightened at the way it made her feel. Sometimes she did want to be touched, but many times she didn’t. It depended on the boy and her mood at the time. She didn’t know how to control the situation and it confused her.

She also told her Aunt that when she comes home from school each afternoon, her next-door neighbor often makes it a point to speak to her as she walks up the drive between their two homes.

“He is an old man; probably 30 or 40 years old. He never really has anything important to say. He usually just stares at my breast as he rambles on about the weather or anything else that comes to mind. When I cut the grass that same old man always comes out to work in his own yard. I can feel his eyes on me the whole time. Sometimes I enjoy his attention, but most of the time I find it annoying.”

Aunt Suzy had to admit that Lisa did have a fabulous figure with deliciously large breast. Her slender 5′ 8″ frame made her breasts even more noticeable. Aunt Suzy can understand why the men and boys take notice. Lisa acknowledged she had become aware that even grown men were paying closer attention to her when she entered her senior year of high school. She told her Aunt that even her own Dad, (Tom), began to look at her in a different way. She didn’t know why but she enjoyed the new way her Dad looked at her. She felt delightful warmth flow over her body when he looked at her. Her mother made her start wearing a robe when she wandered about the house in her sleepwear. Lisa’s Mom said it caused her Dad anguish when she flaunted her body in front of him. She had no idea what the hell her Mom was talking about. After all he is HER Dad, she thought to herself. He’s seen her in her pajamas since she was a toddler.

“Do ataşehir escort you mind telling me how you dress when you cut the grass?” Aunt Suzy inquired.

“I always wear cut-off denim shorts and a white cotton T-shirt when I cut the grass. I never wear a bra because of the heat. By the time I finish cutting the grass I’m always soaking wet from head to toe. My T-shirt clings to my body and it appears as though I’m topless. I’m ashamed to admit it to you, but my nipples can usually be seen from down the block. Often the traffic on our street is so heavy one would think we lived on a major thoroughfare. My own Dad comes out and weeds the flowerbeds or trim the hedges when I cut the grass. It makes me feel awkward yet thrilled at the same when I notice my Dad’s cock swells in his pants when he watches me cut the grass. My girlfriends at school told me that guys get hard like that when they see something that excites them. He’s my DAD; I often wonder why it would excite him to see me like that? He used to give me a bath when I was younger.”

“Lisa, please tell me you are not that naïve,” Aunt Suzy remarked.

Lisa giggled and said, “No…I’m not really naïve, but at first I was. I can’t remember when it was that I began to notice all the high school boys were coming around quite often and striking up meaningless conversations. At first it was somewhat annoying, but soon I began to enjoy all their attention. They would offer to carry my books and some would bring little gifts that were nothing more than a justification to talk to me. My girlfriends all told me how lucky I was to have such amazing breasts. Up until then I hadn’t connected the attention from boys with my breasts. I soon noticed none of them looked me in the eyes. Their eyes always remained glued to my breasts the whole time they talked with me. I became self-conscious and I began to wear clothing that wasn’t so revealing. That didn’t help. They still flocked around me in droves.”

“Lisa, you are a beautiful young woman with a gorgeous body. Both men and boys are going to drool over you. You may as well get used to it, but more important you need to know how to control the men and boys that are drawn to you.”

Aunt Suzy offered to share things she had learned about men over the years. Lisa welcomed her guidance. Lisa’s training began the night Aunt Suzy took her to a popular night club in town to demonstrate how to attract and manipulate the opposite sex. Suzy’s coaching started as soon as they got out of the Taxi. They arrived in a Taxi because they planned to enjoy the buzz of alcohol and probably would be in no shape to drive home. Aunt Suzy assured Lisa that they would have unlimited offers for a ride home.

“Lisa don’t make direct eye contact with anyone but me until I say it’s okay”, Suzy stated as they entered one of the busiest watering holes in town. It was THE place to go if you wanted to make contact with young successful professionals.

“Why no eye contact?” Lisa asked.

“That will become obvious very shortly. You’ll understand momentarily. Just watch me and learn. Feel free to ask questions as we go.”

Suzy and Lisa found a table in a strategic location that offered a view of the whole night club and ordered drinks. They downed the first drink quickly then nursed the second. Aunt Suzy whispered the first drink was to relax them and the drinks to follow were reinforcement. Young men and women were gathered to do their mating dance in hopes of attracting a suitable partner. Suzy sipped her drink and began her training of Lisa.

“Men are hardwired”, Suzy tutored, “their brains are pre-programmed to respond to a woman in a very specific, biological way. They can’t help it. They get it from their cavemen ancestors. A man’s sex organ is not in his pants, it’s in his eyes and his mind. A man’s brain is in his pants. Men are visual creatures, plain and simple. Nature made them that way. It’s how they operate. They will respond quickly and decisively to the slightest signal that a woman is interested in coupling. That’s one of the reasons I cautioned you about direct eye contact. Ask any man what happens when he walks in a new room, and five out of six will say something like, “I do an immediate scope and rank all the ladies in the vicinity. They are watching for the one that displays the greatest interest.”

“How does that help me control their sexual advances?” Lisa asked.

“Sweetheart, you are in complete control right now. You just need to learn how to remain in control. What you do at this point will dictates how men will behave in your presences.”

“Why do you say that?”

“From this point on you decide if and when a man is allowed to invade your space. You get to pick who you want to approach you. You get to decide just what that man is allowed to do when in your presence.”

“And just how do I demonstrate this control?”

“…Body language!” She remarked.

“…Body language?” Lisa was confused. She knew nothing about body language. “And just how does body language help me control the situation?”

“The kadıköy escort man’s body language tells you if he is interested. Your body language tells him if he should venture into your space and what he should expect if he does enter your personal space.”

“I feel like I’m in a college lecture right now Aunt Suzy. Most of this doesn’t make any sense to me.”

“I’ll try not to get too technical with you. Men are meant to be simple, right? Us ladies are supposed to be the complex ones. First of all you have to decide if you are looking for a mate or just a one-night stand. Physical attraction is the fundamental starting point of essentially any relationship, but if that is the only glue bonding the two of you together, it will quickly weaken and break apart. The flame may burn strongly, but briefly. There is no denying that someone’s looks are what initially draws us to them, but it’s difficult to spot a great personality from across the room. Many a fling was built on physical attraction alone, but how long can it last? Being confident is the key; being perfect is not. A strong purposeful walk, your head held high, direct eye contact, and a wide welcoming smile go a long way. The combination of the smile and eye contact subconsciously tells a man that you are approving of him as a potential mate. A SMILE is by far the easiest and simplest way to invite a man to come into your kingdom.”

“All that information is good to know, but right now I don’t seem to have any trouble getting them into my kingdom. I just don’t know how to control them once they enter my kingdom.”

“Lisa…so far you have been attracting young boys who don’t really understand the mating game. All they want to do is stick their cocks in a wet warm pussy and blow their wad. That may take care of THEIR needs, but what I want to teach you is how to make sure YOUR needs are met. I know all of this sounds fundamental, but we’ve to start with the basics and build on them.”

Lisa shook her head knowingly, but still didn’t fully comprehend what her Aunt was trying to teach her. She is reluctant to ask for clarification for fear Aunt Suzy will think she is too immature, but if she expects to learn, questions would be necessary.

“Aunt Suzy, I’m not sure I fully understand what you are saying. Can you break it down into simple terms I can comprehend?”

“I’m sorry Lisa. I’m probably making this more difficult than it should be. Let me see if I can put it into more general terms. Lisa have you ever heard of THE VAGINA RULE?”

Lisa shook her head no.

“THE VAGINA RULE simply means that whoever has the vagina, makes the RULES. You have a vagina and only you should choose who gets to experience the pleasures of your vagina. That’s is one of the big advantages of being a woman. Men have to beg and plead in order to get sex. A woman gets to pick and choose who she wants to have sex with. She gets to make the rules. That’s why I refer to your vagina as the GIFT.” Suzy asserted.

“I never really thought of it that way”, Lisa exclaimed.

“Men have gone to battle over the right to have access to a woman’s vagina. Some women have ruled Empires because they had a vagina that men wanted. Look at Cleopatra of Egypt, Nefertiti of Egypt, Olympia of Macedonia and Helen of Troy. They all understood the power of their vagina.”

“Aunt Suzy, all I want right now is to get laid. It will be my first time and I want to have sex with someone who actually knows what they are doing. I need someone who really understands the importance of taking a young woman’s virginity. They need to be experienced and gentle with me for my first time. I want my first time to have a positive erotic conclusion. How do I make that happen?”

“It sounds to me like you should’ve had a big brother like mine. My big brother Tommy, your Dad, patiently answered all my adolescent questions, and eventually over a period of time we became very close. I could share anything with him. My deepest darkest secrets were safe with him.”

“Is that my Dad you are talking about?”

Suzy shook her head yes.

“Well…Dad has always been patient and understanding with me”, Lisa noted, “But I don’t think I would feel comfortable sharing my deepest, darkest secrets with him.”

“I think the alcohol is beginning to blur my better judgment and I probably shouldn’t tell you this; and if you ever mention it to anyone I will deny I ever told you.”

“Okay…I promise to never tell a soul.”

Suzy checked all around to make sure no unwelcome ears were in hearing range of their private conversation. When she was sure no one was near, she leaned in and whispered in Lisa’s ear.

“My big brother, Tommy, and I became SO close that after a lot of urging and nagging from me, he finally surrendered to my pleading and made tender love to me. He was my first and it was the most positive sexual experience I’ve ever had.”

Lisa was shocked and speechless for a full minute. After regaining her composure, she confronted her Aunt.

“Are you telling me that you had sex with YOUR own brother; MY father?” bostancı escort bayan The shock in Lisa’s voice was apparent.

“Yes!”

“Why would you tell me that?”

“He was my very first and it was the most beautiful thing I ever experienced.”

Lisa stared at her Aunt for what seem like an eternity and then said, “I probably shouldn’t admit it, but I would dearly love for my father to be my first. I just don’t know how to approach him about it. I can’t just walk up to him and say will you fuck me, Daddy? I can tell by the way he stares at me that he would welcome the opportunity to be my first lover. He can’t seem to stop his eyes from locking onto my tits and my ass when I walk into the room.”

“My God, girl…how long have you fantasized about fucking your Dad?”

“I’m not sure…probably ever since I first noticed him looking at me differently.”

“Well…I suppose at some point every young girl fantasizes about having sex with her father; I know I often did. But in my case my big brother Tommy was my first and it continued on a regular basis after that until he got married and moved out of state. I still often yearn to have him inside me; especially on dark stormy nights.”

“I need to know how to let a man know I’m up for a little sexual exploration without triggering his animal urges. I don’t want to risk teasing him to the point of raping me. What subtle hints can I use to just light a fire that I can control?”

“You just said you wanted your Dad to be your first. Surely you don’t think he would lose control and try to rape you.”

“No, no, no…I think you are missing my point, Aunt Suzy. I would love for my Dad to be my first sexual experience; but not my only sexual experience. I plan to have sex with other men later. These other men are the ones I need to learn how to control. I want to know how to lure my Dad to be my first; then I also want to learn how to be with other men that I can control as well as my Dad.”

“If you are sure that’s what you want, I can give you some basic techniques that will lure not only your Dad but just about any healthy sex driven male. But are you really sure that’s what you want?”

“Yes…I’m sure that’s what I want. And don’t forget, I leave for college in the fall so we don’t have a lot of time to put a plan in place.”

“Okay… Let’s get started with lesson number one. Keep in mind this is all general stuff that should work with any man. First of all, a little eye tennis goes a long way. When you are like shopping in a market, just combine your smashing smile with a 3-5 second eye contact. Two seconds is like, “Did he just glance at me?” Three seconds is like, “I believe he just Smiled at me, or maybe the woman behind me.” Four to five seconds is more like, “Oh, it’s on. He did just show interest in me. I’ve got to talk to him!

So just imagine for a minute, you are at the grocery store. He’s 10 feet from you picking up canned tuna in aisle three. After you give the 3-5 second glance over to him, coupled with your adorable smile, you then go back to your previous activity. As you hold your grocery basket in one hand, slowly slide your other hand through your hair; give it a couple of tussles, and then let your hand slowly drift from the nape of your neck down to the collar bone. The sexiness and playfulness of your hair, combined with the tenderness of your neck will kick in a few mating chemicals inside of him that will ignite his mating mode.”

“You really believe it is that simple, Aunt Suzy?”

“I know this one may sound a little ridiculous, but you might want to consider letting nature use its own sexual elixir to give you an assist while you are out and about. Arching your back in a suggestive manner (basically sticking your butt out), reflects behavior which almost every man recognizes. The female has approved of his mating dance and is sexually receptive. So, think of all that DNA history pumping through the guy in aisle 3 when he sees you “stretch out” before you reach for the item on the top shelf.”

“I can’t believe all this stuff really works.”

“Now this maneuver doesn’t always work if you are with a group. You need to pull away from the pack, because he might not ever go in for the approach due to the wall of your protective clan. Obviously, if you are alone you need not worry about this one, but if you and the girls or guy friends are out night clubbing and you see an interesting man checking you out, it might be time to take a stroll to the Hor d’ Oeuvres table or the bar, which will invite him into your own personal space.”

“Aunt Suzy, we’ve been here for almost thirty minute and no men have approached us. We are both attractive and both dressed nicely. How do you explain that?”

“Remember me telling you not to make direct eye contact until I told you too? Well that is because men are more intimidated than ever to approach women in the 21st Century. Today’s women can do just as much as the men can now, so most men are lacking the confidence that their forefathers had when roles were more clearly defined. Men have learned to watch for positive body language. A warm smile can ignite a man’s courage to walk up to you, but if you exhibit signs you do not want to be disturbed they read those signals also. That’s why I told you not to make eye contact with anyone? It’s working.”

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Midnight Visitor

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

She crept into his room, the moonlight slanting across the bed as he lay there sleeping. His breathing slow and quiet as she stood next to the bed, gazing down with dark eyes. The sheet was slung low on his hips and her eyes wandered down to where it outlined his manhood.

One arm rested above his head and she licked her lips nervously as she reached into her back pocket. She closed one ring of the handcuffs around an iron bar in the headboard and slowly closed the other ring around his wrist… listening to each soft click. She slid her clothes off leaving just her bra and panties on.

His other hand rested next to his hip and she quickly closed the other set around his wrist and one of hers, shackling them together. He stirred but did not fully waken, then eventually settled back into sleep. The tension left her body and she gave a crooked, wicked little smile knowing what was to come.

She sat on the edge of the bed, the sheets cool and soft against her legs. She pulled their joined hands to her body, resting hers against her breast and using her free hand to put his on the other, holding it there. Slowly she began to squeeze them together, heat pooling between her legs making her panties dampen with moisture. Her nipples hardened as she caressed her breasts with his hand and hers.

A soft moan escaped her lips and she reached behind her to release the catch holding the material together. She needed to feel his hand on her hot skin. Black lace slid from her shoulders and caught on the chain holding them prisoner to each other. She moaned again, a little louder, as she settled their joined hands back on her now bare breasts… bostancı escort rubbing lightly.

He stirred and his eyes opened slightly at the motion and sound. As his eyes slowly focused they widened, not believing the vision in front of him. He grunted in confusion and tried to sit up but realized he was also chained to the bed.

“Where did you come from?” he asked, not understanding how this could be happening. But she just smiled and gazed into his eyes. As he stared back, he could see something familiar in the dark eyes gazing at him… comforting, yet exciting… and dangerous.

He flexed the fingers on the hand held to her breast, caressing slowly.. softly. His skin began to heat and he felt his cock stir as he rolled her hard nipple between his fingers. She sighed and arched back slightly, still watching him, her blood heating as he stroked his fingers across her of his own free will.

He began to knead the soft flesh harder, mimicking her own hand on the other breast, occasionally pulling back to pinch her nipple. Sometimes hard.. sometimes soft. Her back arched each time, the breathe hissing through her lips as she felt the electric charge shoot from her nipple to her pussy, causing the juices to flow, soaking the triangle of silk between her thighs.

She guided their shackled hands down, rubbing his hand across the wet fabric covering her mound, letting his fingers feel her moist heat. She moaned and rocked against his hand, trying to relieve the burning ache low in her belly. He slipped a finger beneath the silk of her panties, the honeyed juice from her cunt dripping onto his finger ümraniye escort bayan as he slid it across the slick heat. He brought his fingers to his lips and sucked the sweetness from his finger, then returned their hands to her hips and slid her panties off.

Once more reaching between her thighs he plunged his finger into her. Slowly pulling it out and then plunging it back in… over and over. Soon he felt one of her fingers join his in the hot wetness… her hips rocking with the force of their fingers. He watched as she reached up with her other hand and began to knead her breast, pinching and rolling the nipple between her fingers. As their fingers pushed inside of her, he rubbed his thumb across her clit, circling it rapidly until finally, with a long gutteral moan she arched her back and froze… straining wildly as he felt the muscles deep inside her clench and release. Her cum ran down over their joined hands, soaking the edge of his sheet. As she slowly opened her eyes and looked at him, she raised their hands and they both leaned forward and began to lick the sweet wetness off of them. The sight of her pink tongue lapping up her own cum caused him to harden almost painfully.

“Please,” he begged pulling her hand down to his hard cock and wrapping her fingers around it. Covering her hand he began to slowly stroke her fingers up and down the length of his shaft.

He watched as her eyes darkened and her tongue ran across her lips. The ache in his groin intensified as he imagined those full lips wrapped around him. He stroked their hands faster pumping his hips up… frustrated by his other hand still shackled kartal escort to the bed, wanting to wrap his fingers in her hair and push her head into his lap. The time for gentleness was long past… he wanted to plunge his hard cock into her mouth and down her throat… fucking her face until he exploded.

But she drew out his torture, slowly lowering her head to his chest, running her tongue along his pecs, sliding her teeth gently across his nipples. As her tongue slowly wound down his stomach, he lost control and pulled their hands off his rod and gripped the back of her head pushing down until the head of his cock rested against her wet lips. Her lips parted on a soft gasp, and he plunged his dick deep into her mouth. He groaned aloud as he felt the heat and softness of her tongue begin to stroke up and down his shaft.

He held her head fast as he pumped his hips up and down, stroking deep, feeling the back of her throat closing around his hardness. He knew he couldn’t hold back much longer and brought her hand down until his balls were resting on her palm wrapping her thumb and forefinger around the base of his cock tightly.

He looked down and saw his hardness sliding in and out of her pretty lips. Her eyes raised and stared deep into his, fire burning deep in the darkness of her irises. He felt the cum boiling in his balls and she moaned as she felt them tighten up and his cock swell. She plunged her mouth down over him faster, pulling him in deeper. With a hard moan, he began to shoot his load into her.

The first blast went down her throat, the second hit the roof of her mouth and she held steady as the rest pumped her mouth full. She kept her mouth around him and slowly swallowed his cum, loving the salty, sweet taste.

She slid up the length of his body and smiled at him, wrapping her free arm around him, settling in and waiting for him to rest up for the next round.

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

The Mommy Dreams Case File

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

“That would be totally unethical!” said the psychiatrist before me, behind his large oak wood desk. “I could be banned from practice. I would be shamed in the eyes of my colleagues, shunned by the whole world, if I did such a thing!”

“If it came out, yes, I’m sure that would happen. But this will remain secret; neither of us would want anyone to know. Least of all me, consider my position, if this were to become public. But it won’t.”

“I’m afraid that I won’t be a party to such an abuse of ethics, nor would any reputable professional in the field.”

“Doctor, you have a great deal of debt. Don’t bother to deny it; I have had you thoroughly investigated. I cannot only cancel those IOU’s, but see to it that you will never have another financial worry again. Additionally, I’ll throw in a little something extra – not to blackmail you but, rather, to sweeten the deal, as it were. I’m aware of an incident that occurred last year, in Vegas. It seems that a certain indiscretion on your part has imperiled your family life. That is, if the ‘lady’ in question should carry out her threats. Accept my proposal, and that whole thing would go away, permanently.”

“Wha . . . What would you do, have . . . her killed? I know you’re a powerful man, with all sorts of connections, but I wouldn’t want that on my conscience. No matter what she tries to do. She is blackmailing me, but even that doesn’t deserve murder.”

“No, doctor,” I chuckled. “Don’t worry about that. She won’t be killed. When one has the sort of massive wealth I have, one simply pays more than the blackmailer could ever use, and sends them to somewhere they will be happy to live. The only threat and string attached is that the blackmailer would lose the sweet life if he or she reneged. Such a solution is quite easily arranged with a trust, and payoff funds only come out of the interest of an investment; the principle is never touched. It costs very little, really, in the scheme of things. On the other hand, you, yourself, become rich outright with my gift; and perhaps we set up a clinic to keep you happy, too, doing what you love. I get what I want – everybody wins. What could be better? Since there are no time machines available, I will have to settle for your skills to accomplish my scheme.”

“Your dream of having sexual intercourse with your mother.”

“Yes.” I responded.

“Your mother who died when you were twenty. You’re now sixty.”

“And I have had an Oedipus Complex for over forty-five of those long years. However, I now am finally in a position to rewrite history, in my head, at least. I intend to do it with your help, as you are the best in the field of recovered memories.”

“But, you don’t have any memories of having sex with your mother. You said you were absolutely certain that nothing untoward ever happened between the two of you. Is that not what you told me about… thirty minutes ago, when you explained what you were asking me to treat you for, I mean to help you deal with, uh-mmh. That is to say . . .”

“Yes doctor, that is correct. It is a bit awkward to express a case where you implant false memories on purpose, but that is what I purpose. I want you to create the retrograde images so clearly, that they were as if yesterday, of my mother and I having sexual relations. We know that has been done to some women, with the labors of unethical quacks who gave them fictitious histories of mistreatment that never truly occurred. They thought their fathers abused them, but it never happened and it was proven to be implanted memories, entirely false. In this case, I want you do the same, to me, about my mother and myself. Only, you and I shall both know those remembrances will be artificial. There will be no one harmed and no lawsuit. Perfectly legal with waivers and all the paperwork protection you could ever need. Complete confidentiality for me, for us both. What do you say? Have I made you a deal you can’t refuse?”

“It’s madness. Sheer Faustian! A deal with the devil. . .”

“I’m not the devil, nor am I crazy. But, playing mad scientist, it has a seductive lure, does it not? Only those with a touch of genius can see wild ideas for the opportunities they might actually become, as innovative advancements in their field of science. I believe you are such a man. And I can protect you from the harm of your current potential private humiliation, due to your own past injudiciousness which jeopardizes you presently. I can also insure against future negative publicity which would otherwise be professional suicide, should word of our…escapade escape. Wouldn’t you like to try to create something that might be a tool for healing? Dare to be great, Dr.! Or else this Jezebel of a woman will bring you down. You will find yourself isolated from everyone and everything you have loved, impoverished and alone. It is your choice.”

“That is a vague threat, you are making, is it not?”

“Let us call it…the ‘Vegas’ of threats. But really, I need not pressure you, good doctor; quite the contrary, I stand ready to relieve the pressure which has already menaced your marriage and endangered kartal escort bayan your reputation. I offer an irresistible incentive and unparalleled chance to experiment with a willing subject, not an innocent victim of malpractice. If inoculation was confirmed as effective by the test of infection, then this is similar in repairing broken brains.”

“No, no . . . not for a million dollars.”

“Eighteen.”

“Eighteen?”

“Yes, eighteen million dollars. The same age I will be, when I first seduced my mother, in the manufactured memories you will be instrumental in helping to construct.”

“Wouldn’t if just be easier and cheaper to hire a beautiful woman who resembled your mother, and act out a fantasy role-playing scene with her? Surely, you could find someone who would fit the type and, for even a fraction of that money, be happy to be your mommy?”

“I have. It’s not the same, no matter what, they’re never my mom. There was only one of mother; she was both unique, as well as incomparable. AND, I want the memory of doing it when I was a teen. Eighteen . . . million, doctor.”

“It will take months, many sessions, meeting several times a week.”

“That is to be expected; it will not be a problem. How about a new suite of offices, in a swankier building, with posh furniture? That way, we can have a comfortable setting and insure your private work remains so?”

“Well, I have admired the Swinsall Building which they recently renovated.”

And I knew the Dr. was on board for my adventure into incest!

* * * * * * * *

The multi-billionaire, who was once more a boy of eighteen again in his head, gazed fondly at his beautiful mother. She was a stunning woman of movie star looks and with a Playmate centerfold body. She was a bit aged, it was true, but in a maturing fashion that only increased her attractiveness for the infatuated son that fawned over her. The benefits of future wealth were years ahead, she would die before his spectacular rise to riches happened. Today they enjoyed the relative luxury of a small above ground pool in their backyard, which provided their only relief from a heat wave. The air-conditioner needed repair, and money was not available for that, currently.

This remarkable woman was raising her son by herself. The father had simply vanished, a handsome rogue with neither roots nor sense of responsibility for his family, never to be seen or heard from again. They were not that sorry to be rid of the rotter. She did well enough with modeling for some catalogs, local television ads, occasional collage art class nude posing, and the rare but more lucrative ‘art’ photos for men’s calendars seen in auto-mechanic garages across the county. She was no prude; in fact she was proud of her body, gift of God to male eyes everywhere. This included home and the man-child whom she knew peeked at her physique when he thought she wasn’t aware of his growing curiosity. She was though, and it amused and pleased her and even had a little titillating effect on her libido for reasons she never bothered to analyze.

Perhaps it was that he combined the brawn and well-favored features of his father, with the more sensitive nature she sought to instill within his spirit. His winsome charm and easy going character, along with a wicked sense of humor, made him irresistible to one and all, but especially women, even his mom. So the interaction of these two charismatic creatures and the interplay of their magnetic personalities were as the mother-earth and orbiting satellite: he mooning about her and thinking biological thoughts in relation to his mom, she feeling the tides of desire, aware of the gravity of falling for those waves of lust that could cause a sea of trouble, if allowed to erode the breakwaters of propriety. The pool was cool, but the heat in the backyard was from more that the sun, it was from her son too.

The high fence gave them the kind of privacy they needed to dip with the maximum of skin exposed to the brilliant light, but her bright son had created an awning for shade to protect from the damaging rays. She saw no harm in his seeing her in the tiny bikini she wore, and his thong was just enough cover to be decent. Lush palms and plenty of bushes and flowers were cultivated in the small enclosure that was their backyard; they were in their own Garden of Eden. She was an Eve with no Adam, and he was a Cain who was able to be tempting on his own; fruit of her womb, at his loins hid a snake. And so the origin of their sin was set, the immortal moral dilemma made more original for the fact that it was the mental creation of a sixty year old man who wanted sex with his mom.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

I became aware, not like waking slowly from a dream, but with a momentary sense of disorientation none the less. I was on the recliner chair I had furnished for the doctor’s new digs. He was in an easy chair slightly to the side, facing me, about five feet away. It had taken us six months of bi-weekly sessions to progress this far in my regression. Gradually, we escort maltepe had reconstructed the home environs and the complex circumstances of my relationship with my mother. The dynamics of the sexual tensions between her and me had been layered over that. The timing and conditions that were needed to provide the preparations for my opportunity to proposition my mom had been the step we had worked on today.

“Where do we go from here, doctor?” I addressed my therapist. “Am I going to put suntan lotion on mom, and get to feel her up? Will we shed our skimpy suits and skinny dip? Does she get sunburned, and need me to slather her body in balm? Or, do we hop in the shower together to rinse off the sweat and wind up lathering more that the soap? What do you think the next step of my seduction will be?”

“Since this is the product of your vivid imagination and lascivious ego I have no idea. When you are under hypnosis, I am only a guide to channel where you want to lead your lusting desires, as they devise how to get in your mother’s pants and screw her. It would certainly seem that any one of those ideas or perhaps a combination of two or more might be woven to make the fabric of your dream be realized as implanted memory. Let your subconscious work for a few days on being creative, before we venture into the area of actual contact between you two. We are almost done with our three hour appointment anyway. Why don’t you come back in, say four days, our regular time in the morning, when hormones levels are highest, and see what we develop as a strategy?”

“Have you heard from your Vegas vixen?”

“Not a bitchy bark, not a whimper or yelp, no begging for another bone.”

“Nor will you, she has gone to paradise – on a long plane trip to a tropical destination, I mean. She needed no muzzle, not when her mouth was so full of all the ambrosia her new-found money could buy.”

“Paradise. . . ambrosia – food of the gods. . . Eden. I’m sensing a theme to your thinking.”

“Doctor, you are getting me the only reward in this world – or the next – that I crave: the promised land that lies between my mommy’s thighs. Of course I am fantasizing in symbolic imagery of heavenly places. The Shangra-La of my mother’s womb is my ultimate Nirvana!”

“What if it turns out to be hell instead, psychologically it’s just as likely an outcome; or cum, if you will, you know.”

“Styx and stones . . . Dante described the underworld as a series of circles, the Greek Hades had Tantalus. If I… no, when I make love to my mother, albeit in my mind and memories, then my infatuation and frustration will have ended. That is the end of torture, the release from torment, the freeing of my psyche from the damnation I have suffered in this existence, the very liberation of my incarnation, the transcendence of my soul. I will have come full circle when I cum in the cunt of my goddess and we become one – completing our unity of being.”

“If the Divinity is defined as love, then you’re saying the love you share with your mother is sacred, the carnal pleasures are but the physical manifestation of the melding of your minds and binding of your hearts to one another, the true communion of spirits. Like the yin and yang, male and female forming the eternal pinwheel. Thus, this ravishing of your own Madonna is the ‘Rapture’, both bodily and mentally, for your life, the end of all you have hoped for, longed for, lived for.”

“Wow! Doctor, you do understand!”

“No, I took a course in comparative religions in college. The professor liked a lot of bullshit in the papers we wrote for the class. I was good at it, got an A. What I do understand is simply that you’ve always had a ‘jones’ for your mom’s pussy. Time’s up, see you next Tuesday at nine!”

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

I guess getting there is more than half the fun. I never expected my mother to reject my advances. I discovered that even in my imagination, the fact that it was all happening inside my head, while it was my brain that contained the memories; mother still had a mind of her own. I guess it wouldn’t be seduction without her being reluctant to fool around with her prodigy. She was always a responsible parent and, while playful, still had boundaries and barriers that barred my baring her charms easily, and I had to bear with the naked truth that full nudity was not something that she felt comfortable with altogether. To get her to be ‘in the altogether’ took a clever trick. Doc and I worked on that for the next month. However, for my dreams, the passing of this was but an instant. I picked up on that hot afternoon and heated up the situation to a sizzling, simmering summer night.

* * * * * * * *

Twilight brought no respite from the soaring temperatures and high humidity. They now spent almost the whole time immersed in the pool, like the famous photo of the monkeys in the warm springs to avoid the cold of winter, so in reverse the pair plunged in and only had their heads above the rippling waterline. Half floating they crouched, then used an aluminum lawn chair pendik escort to sit on. Both of them, as there was only the one, the lounger was cedar. In a reversal of earlier times, mother sat on sonny’s lap, somewhat crosswise, his manly chest hairs brushing her back like little seaweed. They achieved equilibrium and rested for several minute in that position. They chatted about nothing, but something else was on their minds.

Her bottom was hardly covered by the thin fabric of her scanty panties. His thing was protruding and prominent in the pocket of his thong. The oblong bulge didn’t belong between her buns, but it was. There was no denying the effect she was having on his penis, at least she was wet and that was camouflage for her wetness. She couldn’t help being stimulated by the manhood under her behind. Her womanhood was having a delightful time getting dicked by the prick that had been princely parading, while her son sunned. She had been a bit of a primping princess too, adjusting the strings of her few scandalous triangular pieces that covered only the two most vital points and one low fuzzy patch and her dainty derrière.

Those points now were quite erect, the labia nearly engulfed the front material and her derrière was all but lap-dancing on his hard-on. Well, she thought, what did she expect with an eighteen year old whose hormones were at their height of masculine prime? Or the ‘whore-moans’, of a woman too long without getting any? She moaned, and couldn’t help wiggling her tush on his meat. He laid his head sideways on her shoulders and reached around her in a hug, but his hands sought to cup her breasts. She couldn’t speak; it was too good, it was too naughty, she ought to object, she loved the excitement. The boy had made it safe to first base, but then the man made his move and the fingers slipped under the garment and slid over the hyper-sensitive tips. She slipped the shoulder strings down and he pulled the top to her waist.

His gentle mauling of mom’s mams resumed. The chills that went thru her had nothing the do with cooling. He began to kiss her neck and shivers went up and down her spine. This was getting out of control, a flickering thought skimmed over her mind, but then he was taking charge and undoing the bows on the side of her hips which held the rest of her bikini together. Suddenly, both items of clothing was dragged off completely and floated away in the moonlight like a languid fish. Naked in his caressing arms and exposed to his exploring hands she was vulnerable, but she felt safe and loved in the muscular embrace. His cock was in contact with the center of her femininity, except for the cod piece covering the erect boner. A lift of his pelvis and that disappeared too, somewhere. His right hand lowered to pet at her juncture, a finger felt through the tangle of pubic fur and found the bud of her clit.

Now there was nothing separating their sexes. The water was slicking up the skin as penis and pussy wriggled around. His pole’s polka was matched by her hiney’s hula as their lap-dance beat to a bouncy tune. She shifted to more of a spoon-like connection and now the crack of her ass captured the rod that rolled over her rear. The thickness of his manhood pushed with urgency at the divide, seeking the grotto from which he had long ago emerged. Her legs spread a bit and the exploring digit dove to seek her slit. She was having a storm of lust rage in her head. An impulse to have a full frontal embrace encompassed her like an electrical charge that crackled all over her body. She jumped up and turned to face her son, the man who was driving her insane with desire. Mother held out her arms to her son, imploring in her look for him to hug her, hold her, squeeze her, gather her to him and make her his.

He came out of the chair and into the clench. His pride plowed into her abdomen, a massive missile of passion. Her pulchritude was pressed to his chest in a wonderful squash of female cushioning. Water sloshed as the soon to be lovers swirled and twisted and gyrated trying to get as much of their skin’s surface touching as possible. Legs entangled and arms swept up and down and around in wrestling motions, but loving clenches. With kisses they covered each other’s faces in a frantic-ecstatic feeding frenzy. Loins were slithering to make a meeting of parts, but somehow never aligned to quite the right angle. It was soon apparent to both parent and son that their union would need to be on land if their groins were to couple, if they were going to copulate, if they were going to have coitus.

He lifted her up like a honeymooner and lofted her in one smooth motion over the side of the small swimming pool and set her down on her feet. Then swiftly, an athlete to his Athena, an Olympiad vaulting to Venus, he was up the little ladder and landing by her side. The lad again lifted his lady and headed for the house, made it to the master bedroom, moved to the mattress, and then he was on top, between her thighs, and his entrance of his mother but a moment away. She was ready, she was willing, she was open, and she was his. It had just happened. Nothing was planned, no discussion, no thinking; only feelings of overwhelming love and trust and desire had burst forth in her bosom for this fabulous son of hers, the man of the house, the male of her dreams. It was like a dream, a dream cum true, a fantasy coalesced into reality.

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

The Peterson Family

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

It started out as just another Sunday morning for the Peterson family with all of them together at the Baptist church.

A tall, gangly sort of man with a receding hairline, dressed in his best blue suit and wearing a pair of glasses, Thaddeus Peterson was the pastor of the church. Holed up in his little office, sitting in his high backed chair, he was digging desperately through the open briefcase lying on his desk but not finding what he was looking for.

When he finally gave up on his search, grumbling irritably to himself, he instantly grabbed his cell phone and called up his wife.

“It’s me, honey. Listen, it looks like I’ve gone and forgotten all of the notes I made for this mornings sermon. I got them out to make a few revisions last night and must have left them on the desk. Do you think you could run home and get them for me?”

He heard his wife groan in exasperation and sensed the beginning of yet another lecture on his faltering memory coming, but thankfully she spared him that. “I can’t, dear. I’m soloing today, remember? I have to get ready myself.” There was a pause then as she apparently had a quick look around. “I can see the kids chatting with their friends, though. I’ll send one of them, okay?”

“That would be great, honey. Thanks.”

Hanging up the phone and tossing it into the briefcase, he leaned back into his chair with a relieved sigh. They lived fairly close to the church and so there wasn’t a doubt in his mind that it wouldn’t be too long at all before he had those notes.

Something occurred to him then and he glanced down at his wristwatch, doing a few quick mathematical calculations in his mind.

Yeah, he should have enough time.

An old fashioned, fire and brimstone sort of preacher, Thaddeus had long ago established a set series of steps that seemed to produce the best results when he was at the pulpit. One of those steps involved him beating off just before the service started to get himself riled up and ready to go. He certainly wouldn’t be able to do this at the regular time today as he would be using the notes he’d forgotten to put the final touches on his sermon then, but he was still determined to beat one off lest he end up giving a flat and uninspiring sermon. If he hurried, he figured he could do this and be done before his notes arrived.

Unzipping his pants, he fished out a surprisingly long and thick cock and gave it a few strokes to get it good and hard.

As he conjured up a fantasy to jack off to, it was not his wife who appeared before his mind’s eye, however. As usual, it was instead his own sexy daughter!

* * *

As soon as she finished speaking to her husband, Felicity Peterson started over towards the little knot of teenagers that were standing in the hallway just outside the Sunday school classrooms.

Her son Joseph noticed her approach right away and started to smile, but she deliberately avoided catching his eye. No matter how unusual their relationship really was, it was vitally important that everything seem normal between them and she knew it. The last thing she needed was for rumors to start circulating, perhaps even reaching her husband’s ears.

Pretending that her focus was on her daughter Hayley alone, trying not to let her cheeks burn from the way Joseph was looking at her, she didn’t even realize that she had quickened her step.

“Hayley? Can you do me a favor?”

Turning to face her mother, the teenaged girl answered with a wide smile, “Oh, hi, mom! What can I do for you?”

“Your father needs his notes, but he says he left them at home – probably on his desk. If I let you take the car, do you think you could run home and get them for him?”

“Sure, no problem.”

With her mother’s car keys clutched in her hand, Hayley took off immediately.

Felicity didn’t turn to watch her go – immediately dismissing her husband’s problem from her mind. At last, her eyes sought out her son’s giving him a look she did not doubt he would have no trouble interpreting, then swiftly turned away again. She didn’t want to hold his eyes for too long and have all of these kids wondering why they were staring at each other so intensely.

She strolled away then, confident that he had gotten the message and would follow.

Joseph watched her go with an amused smile, wondering how anybody could not know that there was something going on between them when she acted so weird around him. Still, he made his excuses to his friends and followed after his mother without a moments hesitation, his eyes fixed on her swaying ass.

For a middle-aged woman who had given birth to two children, she wasn’t half bad, he mused. Oh, she no longer had the slender figure of her youth, but on the whole she was aging very well, in his opinion. She even knew how to dress – picking something that was appropriate for a day at church, but which still highlighted her assets. As far as Joseph was concerned, his dad had really hit the jackpot when he landed ataşehir escort bayan this lovely lady.

There was a small dressing room tucked in behind the sanctuary where people could put on their robes before they were baptized, and where they could go to dry off afterwards. It was into this room that Felicity turned, never once looking back at the young man who pursued her, but leaving the door open behind her.

Joseph did shut the door though just as soon as he followed her in, being very careful to lock it before turning to face her.

* * *

Rushing headlong into her family’s home, Hayley went straight for the big roll top desk that stood in the living room.

Her eyes quickly scanned the piles of paper that littered it’s top. It didn’t take very long for her to find the correct ones and, as she grabbed them up, she glanced over what her father had written. She had to wonder when she saw the names Sodom and Gomorrah mentioned prominently in them.

He cited those two doomed cities in a lot of his sermons, she mused with a concerned frown.

Shrugging it off, she glanced at her watch and grew alarmed when she saw what time it was. She had to get back to the church and fast!

* * *

Sitting in his office, Thaddeus stroked himself slowly, a dreamy smile on his lips.

He knew that he shouldn’t be taking his time with this, that he really needed to get done before one of his kids turned up with the notes. He would be off his game when he gave his sermon if he were interrupted and didn’t get to finish this, for one thing. For another, there was always the possibility, however unlikely, of someone walking into his office and catching him like this.

It just wouldn’t have looked right, after all.

Even so, the pastor found that he just could not be hurried. The fantasy that was playing through his mind right now was an especially good one and he wanted to see it all the way through as it promised to deliver him a good, hard climax.

While the real Hayley was the kind of sweet and innocent little thing that would surely never be touched by any sort of scandal, the one in his imagination was instead a sultry vixen who knew just how to use the firm, perfect body God had gifted her with. Eighteen years old and in the prime of life, this illusory version of his daughter not only knew just what to do to him to get the best results, but enjoyed the fun and games as much as he did.

If only she really was like this, he thought with a sigh.

* * *

Felicity had to smile as she looked her son over.

She had really outdone herself with this young man! Big and beefy, smart and talented, and very, very easy on the eyes, the college sophomore looked absolutely fantastic in his sports jacket and slacks. He was so unlike her lean and awkward husband, but there could be no doubt that Thaddeus was his father whenever she looked at the crystal clear blue eyes that he’d inherited from him.

His mother knew that wasn’t the only point of resemblance between the two men, though. Joseph also had a duplicate of his father’s long, fat cock!

Coming across to him, she gave him a tender, lingering kiss on the lips.

Joseph accepted his mother’s kiss, following it with a longer and more passionate one, dipping his tongue into her mouth. She clung to him happily, thoroughly enjoying this stolen moment and only wishing it could have lasted longer than just a moment.

Licking her lips, she dropped down to her knees in front of him and set to work unfastening his pants and reaching in to haul out the monster that lurked within. Groaning deeply as he watched his own mother stroke and fondle his manhood, he shivered with pleasure.

He had been a senior in high school when she first took him aside to do this and, from that day to this, she had insisted that he keep his hands to himself to avoid mussing up her hairdo, but it was a real struggle. He did it, however, since it seemed the least he could do in exchange for what she would give him. Besides, if he didn’t follow the rules, there was always a possibility that she might put an end to these illicit activities forever.

Thinking back to those early days of their affair, he had to smile to himself. His mother sang during most services and, when she’d fished out his cock that first time, she had tried to convince him that she wasn’t going to suck his dick because she had a thing for her only son or because she wanted to cheat on her husband, but because swallowing cum helped her sing better – the semen soothing her vocal cords, or something.

With a blow job in the offing and a real woman handling his meat, he had just agreed to whatever she said in the hope that she wouldn’t stop!

And now, all these years later, this was still the full extent of their incestuous relationship. He had begged to fuck her, but had always been refused. He had pleaded with her to allow him more than just a once a week cock sucking, but escort kadıöy she wouldn’t hear of it. She wanted to be able to tell herself that all of this wasn’t as perverse as it really was, he supposed, or that she wasn’t actually cheating on her spouse.

It was frustrating as hell, though, and he was very glad to have recently found something to help him through it.

Right now though, he could only grip a conveniently placed clothing rack with both hands, jerking so badly when her tongue darted out to caress the head of his rapidly growing dick that he very nearly snapped the wooden rod in half.

* * *

It was obvious to all who saw her fly past that the pastor’s daughter was in a hurry.

It was important that she not only get the notes to her father before the service started, Hayley knew, but that she get them to him as quickly as she could so that he would have enough time to study them. With the papers clutched tightly to her chest so that there was no chance they would be lost, she rushed through the hallways of the church as fast as she dared, darting nimbly around the people she encountered with a quick greeting or a rushed apology.

When she arrived at the door to her father’s office, she normally would have had the courtesy to knock and wait for permission to enter, but just this once she unthinkingly threw open the door and burst in, automatically closing the door behind her.

What she saw made her skid to a sudden stop, her eyes going wide and her mouth falling open.

Sitting in the big chair behind his desk, but turned to face the door, her father was reclining so far that he was almost lying down as he stroked his big, rock hard cock. He sat up quickly as she entered, his eyes as wide as her’s as he jerked his hand away from his meat.

The two of them just stared at each other for a long, tense moment, well aware of what an awkward tableau this was.

The normal and appropriate thing for Hayley to do now, she knew, was to stage a rapid retreat and to pretend that she’d never caught him red-handed in such an intimate moment. Remembering the papers she still held, though, the young woman apparently decided that she could not just flee. Moving forward almost mechanically, she walked up to him and laid the papers on the desk, her eyes glued to his steadily drooping dick.

Mission accomplished.

Even now, however, Hayley did not turn away and get out of that room. Instead, she just stood there silently with her head bowed and a nervous smile on her face.

It seemed to take him forever, but Thaddeus eventually realized that she was offering him an alternative to his right hand. He could hardly imagine that his daughter was really inviting him to use her pussy and just stared at her in wonder. It would be a dream come true to have Hayley as his mistress, of course, but in the real world there would be all kinds of scary consequences if they were ever found out.

Did he dare take her up on the offer?

Without bothering to put away the dick that was still hanging out of his pants, Thaddeus pushed his chair well back out of the way and stood up slowly. Without a moments hesitation, his youngest child slid in between him and the desk, facing him. He raised a hand to stroke her cheek and her eyes rose at last to meet his, silently giving him permission to have his wicked way with her.

His heart leapt up into his throat, his cock jumping and jerking back to excited life. Silently, he thanked God that his wife had been worried enough about the perils of the teen dating scene that she had already put their little girl on the pill.

He would waste no more time, spinning her around quickly so that now her back was to him. With his guiding hand pressing on her back, she knew exactly what he wanted and willingly bent forward over his desk, knocking the briefcase to the floor beyond. He had the long skirt of her best Sunday dress lifted and her frilly panties hauled down in mere moments and she was only too happy to spread her long legs well apart in blatant invitation.

As his wife could certainly have attested, Thaddeus was not normally so brusque with his women and nor did he usually jump straight to the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow without indulging in at least some foreplay first. There was just no time for it right now and that was that – not if he didn’t want to be late for church this morning.

Bringing the big bulbous head of his long cock up to her quivering twat, he did not simply shove himself into her, though. Instead, he bumped and rubbed his erection against her, pushing it slowly back and forth along the length of her furrow both to bathe himself in her already freely flowing juices and to make sure that she was every bit as ready for this as he was.

Hayley was not completely innocent of the touch of men, but it had to be admitted that she did not have a whole lot of experience. She eagerly soaked up every last sound, smell, and sensation maltepe escort like a sponge, committing it all to memory for replay in her mind a million times over in the future, only wishing that she was in a better position to actually see it, as well.

He soon had her moaning softly from the pleasure of his gentle explorations and starting to writhe, but it was not until she wantonly pushed her butt back against him – unmistakably signaling that she was now ready to have him inside her body – that he proceeded. Breathing harder and harder, gasping and groaning as his own excitement built and spread like wildfire, he wedged the tip of his cock in the entrance of her pussy, then grabbed hold of her firmly by the hips.

He slid into his daughter slowly and carefully that morning, not wanting to hurt her too much when he deflowered her, and was startled when he sank all the way in without encountering a hymen.

Hayley wasn’t a virgin? He was astonished! He knew he had raised his daughter better than that.

Something told her what he was thinking, so she glanced back over her shoulder at him with a reassuring smile. “Don’t worry, dad,” she sighed, clenching herself tight around the big cock that was impaling her. “You’re going to be my first this morning. I accidentally popped my cherry a long time ago though, riding my bicycle.”

He smiled back, happy again. Of course! That explained everything.

* * *

Back in the little dressing room, Felicity was still on her knees in front of her son, cupping his heavy balls in one hand while gripping his painfully hard shaft with the other.

Joseph jumped and gasped as her tongue lashed and lapped at him down there, her hands stroking and caressing him. His mother was a real artist when it came to blowing a dick, but then again she really should be considering she practiced on him almost every week. The clothing rack he was clenching so tightly was rattling noisily and the wooden rod was threatening to become dislodged from it’s seatings.

Once she was confident that he had taken as much as he could stand, she decided it was time to alter her tactics, looking up at him with an almost malicious smile. He was grateful for this opportunity to catch his breath and quickly sucked in several huge lungfuls of air, knowing that the reprieve would not last for long.

Tilting her eyes up to meet her son’s, Felicity held them as she now took the head of his dick into her mouth, sucking on it. He always found it so erotic to be gazing into her eyes as she took him into her mouth and so naturally she did it as often as possible.

She followed up her vigorous work of moments before with something much more slow and careful, very gradually taking more and more of him into her mouth. It could be hard work as he was so well hung, but between her husband and her son, she’d had plenty of chances to try and try again until she’d learned to suck just about the entire length down her throat.

With his own mother deep-throating him, Joseph let out a deep moan as his eyes rolled back in his head.

* * *

Holding his daughter’s hips firmly, Thaddeus started to push that big dick of his back and forth, pumping in and out of the young woman’s tight twat.

Never forgetting that this was supposed to be Hayley’s first time with a man, he spent a little more time than he otherwise would have, going slow, giving her long and cautious strokes. He wanted to give her a real feel for this – not only to learn what muscles needed to be clenched and which relaxed, but when. It was a valuable lesson that she would need to learn if she were going to please her future husband.

It was only when he was certain that she had a good idea of what she was doing, that he was doing nothing that might cause her pain or injury, that he started to pick up the pace. Faster and faster he went, fucking her harder and harder, deeper and deeper, and all she could do was hold on to the edge of the desk for dear life.

Now that he was taking her at full throttle, the room resounded with the rapid slap of their bodies meeting, the slurping of his rod stabbing in and out of her juicy hole, the teenaged girl’s grunting and mewling noises, and of course the pastor’s grunting and snarling. The erotic aroma of sweat and sex filled the air rapidly, proving a powerful aphrodisiac for them both.

It was probably to be expected that the couple should reach their climaxes quickly, given the novel nature of this encounter.

Hauling her up and off the desk just enough so that he could grab hold of her perky little breasts, he gave her one final barrage of strokes and then jammed himself as far into her as he possibly could. She, meanwhile, shoved her butt back against him good and hard in her own desperate attempt to have all of him inside of her.

Remembering that it probably wouldn’t be a good idea if everyone in the church were to hear piercing screams of ecstasy coming from behind the door to the pastor’s office this morning, Hayley shoved a fist into her mouth when her orgasm consumed her, holding it there with her other hand. Her father held on to her crushingly tight as he too lost control, burying his face in her hair and clenching his teeth to avoid making too much noise.

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

My Day At The Spa Ch. 01

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

You will never believe what I did today, because if I hadn’t been there I wouldn’t even believe it. Well I went to go get my bi-weekly leg and bikini waxing at the spa but instead of my usual I had a new boy-Isaac and fuck me was he gorgeous. He was about 6’1 with blonde hair and hazel eyes, a distinctly chiseled face with nice teeth, he also had a very pronounced V-shape with defined biceps and I would guess a nice 6 pack of abs to match the rest of him. As I lay on the table while he waxed my legs I slowly began to talk myself into seducing him.

Not to brag or anything but I would say I’m a pretty attractive female. Long red hair with a loose curl to it, green eyes, legs for days and thick thighs from volleyball in college, a nice round ass and D-cup breast that complete enhance my 5’8’’ 135lbs frame, but I love them. They are the kind of breasts that are still perky at 26 and you can barely see my areolas, I have had many men be mesmerized by them and I can’t say that I mind the attention. So back to my seduction…

While Isaac waxed my thighs I began to think about every kinky thing possible and all the positions and tricks I’d like to try with him. I knew my nasty thoughts would make me wet and that by the time he got to the bikini waxing I’d be raring to have a go at him. Now, the mark of a true artist, in the spa world that is, is one that can deliver a perfect Brazilian wax without the customer yelping and jumping with pain. In which case Isaac was a fucking Picasso. I could feel his gently hands inside my folds carefully applying the wax where needed and quickly removing the strip before I could even think twice about pain. When he was done he stood up and stepped back, looking at me intimately exposed and legs spread, marveling at his work he asks “Is that going to do it for you, take a look in the mirror and see if there’s a spot I missed.”

Here was my chance, it was now or ever. I ataşehir escort bayan lifted my leg up to my chest and ran my hands down from my ankle to my thigh searching for hair, knowing that I had Isaac’s full attention. I did the same to my right leg and both were smooth and perfect. Now for the Brazilian wax, I coyly moved my right hand down my chest and upon reaching my lips, I bypassed them and went straight for my hole and said “I think you missed a spot.” Travis stood there dumbfounded with a slight smile on his face from the show he just witnessed, it was like pre-porn and now it was time for the feature presentation. He walked over to the door and locked it and then removed his shirt, my 6pack estimations earlier were jackpot to say the least. His body was breathtaking, chiseled in every way imaginable and then some.

Upon reaching the table, I was expecting him to kiss me or start to suck on my breasts or something of the sort but instead he said, “Will you finish?” Startled at the request to masturbate for him I decided to let inhibition fly out the window and began stroking my breasts. I pulled and flicked my nipples until they were hard and then I sat slightly up and started to lick and suck on my left nipple. With my right hand now free, I move it down to my pussy and fully explore Isaac’s work-completely hairless and silky. I felt so good against myself that I hardly even noticed Isaac at the end of the table mesmerized and stroking his cock through his jeans. I inserted a finger into my pussy and moved my hips up and down, fucking my finger. Remembering that I had a crowd to please, I then took that finger and put it in my mouth, letting a slow soft moan escape my lips then returning back to my hole but this time with two fingers. This was obviously enough to want to get Isaac involved because he then unbutton his jeans, letting loose a massive dick, a good 9 inches in escort kadıöy length but the girth, my! Was I going to have a time riding that!

He bends over and lifts my legs over his shoulders diving head first into my throbbing sugar walls. His tongue explored ever crevasse and bend there was, paying carefully attention to my clit and opening. I could feel my juices flowing freely and my muscles matching him lick for lick and stroke for stroke. Now, obviously wanting me to come, he starts to suck on my clit, which sends me into a wild rage. I am thrusting against him and holding his head in place with my hand, never wanting him to stop. To add to the pleasure of the sucking he then gives me the “shocker” which is two in the pink, one in the…yea you got it. This sends me over the edge and now I’m uncontrollably bucking and moaning, my clit now so sensitive I want to cry but the pleasure won’t let me, I move into his hand and feel him deeper and I cum, but I know it’s not over yet.

I want that cock, plain and simple. I want to ride it and feel it and tease it, and I want it fast and hard. Now usually I’m not such a forward person about sex, but sometimes when I get horny, I’m not exactly myself-as you can well see. Coming off and good orgasm as the one I just had, some women may want a bit of a rest, or at least a position that doesn’t require direct clitoral stimulation, I however wanted to be in his lap riding that rod until I cried. And that’s exactly what I told him. Obligingly he sat down, straddling the table and I sat down slowly as possibly, inching myself onto complete ecstasy. I could feel myself stretching the further down I went, but my pussy was good and wet, and hungry for his cock, there was no way I was stopping.

Once I was all the way one I just sat there, to adjust, and then began rocking slightly back and forth. I could feel him in every inch of my body and it was maltepe escort great. I was going to make him cum, and hard, harder than he ever has in his life. Now that I was used to the feeling I started to move up and down, slowing at first but gradually quickening the pace. Isaac, clearly loving the tightness of my vagina was so overcome with bliss that he took one breast in his hand and the other in his mouth and started to suck. He used the same carefully licking and flicking on my nipples that he did on my clit and it was working magic yet again. I can feel him stiffening inside of me and I rise leaving just the head in, and then fall crashing down into him filling me completely with his huge cock.

Now up until now I’ve been pretty in control of the pleasure but I decide that it’s Isaac’s turn. I begrudgingly pull him up away from my tits and whisper in his ear, “Where do you want to cum?” I can tell by his smile and sensual kiss that he’s never been asked this question before. He continues to kiss me massaging my tongue and kneading my ass while I ride him. Breaking from our kiss he replies “in you mouth.”

I lift myself off of his massive and now throbbing pole and I hungrily swallow it. I can taste myself on him and that mixed with his precum begins to drive me crazy. I suck his cock, taking all of it in, all the way to the balls that I’m tenderly massaging up to the head which I take special care to lick and tease. The enormity of his dick leads me to use my hands as an extension of my mouth making then rise and fall with me as I suck. Faster and faster I go, up and down and up and down, licking all around the head and caressing his balls until I can feel his warm salty cum in the back of my mouth. I greedily swallow ever bit of it while continuing my up and down motion, milking every last drop of cum out of this beautiful cock and savoring each gulp.

Post-coital activity we are both spent and I rise to continue my day at the spa with my deep tissue massage, Isaac redresses and kisses me in that slow tender way that he’s so very capable of. I wink and tell him same time next week and head off, leaving a more than generous tip for him at the front desk.

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

My Hobby Pt. 02: Sally

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Not long after my conquest of Louise I had an interesting encounter with a girlfriend. After I had gotten with Louise I was frustrated at work pretty much every day and had compensated by hitting the gym hard. I started to notice that when I was there this girl (she must have been like 24/25) was usually there at the same time as me. Initially I just enjoyed looking at her working out as she usually wore those tight black work-out leggings and a nice tight crop top showing of her flat stomach. She was there most days so she was obvious a bit of a work-out bunny. I wondered if I had just missed her before or if she was new.

Anyway didn’t think much of it until one day she took the treadmill next to mine, she was powering her way through a hell of a run and I was enjoying a few glances sideways at her body which was looking great with a nice sheen of sweat on it. With her hair in a ponytail she was a hot sweaty gorgeous sight. I finished my run which gave me a chance to grab some water and watch her run. She had a great body not my usual type she was really skinny, not in an anorexic way, she was definitely towards the lower end of her ideal weight and man she looked good on it. She was probably naturally slender but as I watched her run I couldn’t help but imagine pulling back on her honey blond hair and kissing the sweat off her neck as my other hand roamed over her body. Her legs would feel so bony wrapped round me and her tight little butt suggested she would be tight as fuck.

Had to snap myself out of it, suddenly realised I was just standing there watching her, I’m such a pervert sometimes. Anyway I finished my work-out and left and apart from thinking about her later while jerking off I didn’t really think anything of it. That’s just what it’s like to be a guy right? hot girls everywhere and sometimes the mind just takes off on a flight of fancy.

As it happens I saw her so often in the gym over the next few weeks that we started to smile and gradually say hit to each other and occasionally occupying the equipment next to each other. It wasn’t until one night I was in the Sauna and she came in wearing a bikini that made it almost impossible to not stare at her that we actually spoke.

“Oh hi,” she said. “I just started to use the Sauna everyone says its so good for you after a work-out.”

“Yeah it sure is,” I just about managed to say without sounding like a tongue tied school boy. “Really eases out the muscles.”

As she stretched out opposite me I got a great look at her gorgeous legs and well pretty much every other part of her body, with so little on I could see that while she was skinny she definitely wasn’t too skinny just a very slender young lady. I could feel my cock responding to the amount of skin on show and where my thoughts were going. We didn’t really chat too much just sat and enjoyed the heat and relaxed.

“Right I need to cool down,” I said “Plunge pool time for me”

She laughed and said “Enjoy, I think I’ll take a bit more heat first.”

“No worries, see you tomorrow,” I said as I left.

“Yeah see you then,” she confirmed my suspicion that she was going to be in the gym most nights. Damn that was all the motivation I needed.

I noticed over the next few sessions now that we had spoken the hellos were a bit more genuine, more smiles as our gazes caught from time to time and we were on equipment next to each other a lot more.

I was grabbing a water as I had just finished on the bike when she came over to get a drink, towelling down the sweat on her neck after a good session on the stepper (I hate that machine). “You heading to the sauna?” she asked me.

“Sure am,” I replied “I really need it after that mountain climb session on the bike.”

She laughed and moved away saying “Well I guess I’ll see you in there.”

I doubt I’ve changed so fast. Sliding open the door to the sauna I saw she was indeed stretched out and already enjoying the heat lying on a towel.

“Hi there,” I said taking up a spot opposite here, there were a couple of other people in the sauna so beyond her answered hello there was little conversation. Good thing about sauna is that few people spend too long in it so it wasn’t long ’til we were alone.

“Thought they would never leave,” she suddenly said.

Laughing I replied “yeah, I was beginning to think they were here for the night.” I leaned forward towards her and reached out my hand “By the way my names Rob.”

“Oh yeah, cool,” she said sitting up and shaking my hand “I’m Sally, nice to meet you Rob.”

We exchanged a few of the regular pleasantries and then both lapsed into silence until she got down and said “right, gotta go cool down, see you tomorrow?”

“Hey,” I said, “fancy getting a juice at the bar after a shower?”

I saw her brief hesitation before she said “Yeah sure see you up there.”

I had ordered a juice and selected a nice corner seat when Sally arrived, she waved in my direction and I noticed her genuinely warm smile. As she approached pendik escort I could hardly keep my eyes off her she had changed into an Adidas crop top with the Adidas logo nestled perfectly between her small perky breasts and a pretty standard pair of legging with a sort of puffer vest on top, she looked hot as hell.

“So,” she said sitting down “you invite lots of girls for a juice after the sauna?”

I could tell by her smile that she was having a laugh but I detected a hint of tension behind the question.

“If by lots you mean just you then yeah,” I replied.

She had a pretty amused smile on her face as she considered my response. “Ha well yeah, as long as it’s just me lots then that’s OK I guess.”

“We’ll see,” I replied!

“So what do you do for a living?” I asked her.

She sort of shrugged and answered “I work in PR, so that means I have to go into an office with a bunch of girls trying to outdo each other in the fashion stakes, the skinny stakes and the who can get the best client stakes. It’s kind of competitive,” she said.

“Sounds terrible,” I replied.

“Yeah it sort of is,” she laughed.

I decided I quite liked her laugh and the way she sort of looked at me through her hair as she sucked her juice through a straw. OK I decided I need to know.

“Do you have a boyfriend Sally?” I tried to ask casually.

She sat back and looked at me quite directly before answering “I do Rob, we’ve been together about 2 years, he doesn’t do the gym so you’ll never see him here.” “What about you?”

“Ahhhhh it’s complicated,” I replied she smiled at that “strictly speaking I’m a free man but I did make work more complicated than it should be if you know what I mean?”

“Screwed the boss didn’t you?” she replied.

What could I do other than mock bow in her direction and say “yeah, yeah I did, she’s married as well.”

She threw her head back and laughed at that “naughty boy, you best not get any ideas about me, I’m a good girl,” she said.

Something about the way she said it and the look in her eyes told me this was unlikely to be the case. But game on she is in a relationship I wonder if I will get the same charge and excitement seducing her, probably not but still if I can fuck her it will still be all the sweeter because she is cheating.

At home that night all I could think of was fucking Sally hard, pulling her ponytail back as I took her doggy style and watching her little butt shaking as I ploughed her hard. I’m sure my neighbours heard me cum after having those thoughts.

I didn’t really have a plan for seducing this girl yet I needed to know her a bit better. So off to the gym I go!

Getting to the gym I was disappointed not to see Sally and was almost finished my regular workout when she came in. “Stuck at work?” I asked her.

“Yeah had to come direct as well which means I have heels and a dress stuffed in my locker. Probably have to iron later.”

I almost forgot to answer wondering if she wore tights or stockings with her dress and imagining her legs in high heels.

“Sure they wont be too bad,” I replied. “Enjoy your workout I’m heading for the sauna maybe catch you later?”

“Coffee?” she asked.

“Hey it’s Friday how about a drink?” I countered.

I figured she was going to say no at first but after a pause to think she said “yeah, yeah I’d like that.”

I looked at my training watch and said “45 minutes in the lobby and take it from there?”

“Sure, see you there. I best get working now,” she laughed as she said this and waved as I headed downstairs.

OK Rob OK calm down, take it easy it’s only a drink doesn’t mean a thing. Was what the small voice in the back of my head was telling me. My hardening dick on the other hand was telling me that he was far more positive that this meant he was getting out to play. I liked my dicks optimistic attitude better than that small voice in my head.

I got dressed and hoped that Sally wasn’t too smart that I looked scruffy next to her, but having seen PR girls in their work clothes before I realised this was probably a forlorn hope she was simply going to be stunning and I knew it.

As I waited I was imagining how good her legs would look in heels and stockings and when I turned around I had no need to imagine this any longer. I hadn’t considered bare legs as an option but it was quite mild. Her legs had a sheen to them following her workout and sauna they looked long, slender and silky smooth. I really wanted to touch them. Her dress was amazing a tight bodice showing off her nice slim body and then flaring out over her hips and falling mid-thigh. As she walked towards me her legs flashed from underneath the hem showing off their lovely shape and hinting at a whole lot more.

The thing is having seen her in workout gear I pretty much knew what her legs looked like, almost had their contours burned into my mind for the wank bank but still seeing those hints of thigh as she walked was so sexy.

“Hi,” maltepe escort she smiled at me. “Where we off to then?”

“Assume you’re localish got a favourite bar?” I asked.

Sally just shrugged at me and I laughed and said “alright then lets go to this place I know it’s not too far from here really if you can walk in those heels?”

She just laughed and punched my arm and said “high heels expert level here mate.”

“Alight then lets go.”

As we walked we chatted a bit and of course I was taking any opportunity to look at her. Like a typical guy I’ve gone on about how hot her body was but she really was very pretty with an oval face, big blue eyes and the way her mouth quirked up at the corner when she spoke just made her dimpled smile even more attractive when it broke out on her face. Oh man when she smiled her face really did come alive. I wonder what she looks like when she cums?

Getting to the bar it was busy but not overly packed but little chance of a seat.

“What can I get you?” I asked her and was not surprised at all when she ordered a white wine.

Grabbing myself a cool beer we moved into the crowd to find a place to chat. Taking a sip of my drink I was surprised by her first question.

“So tell me Rob, you fucked your boss, what exactly are your plans for me?”

I could hear her laughing as I spluttered into my beer, “errrr not sure what you mean,” I weakly replied.

“Oh come on Rob!” she exclaimed.

Taking a deep breath I leaned closer to her and replied “I want to fuck you as well, want to feel your body wrapped around mine and hear you moaning my name.”

“I knew it,” she said.

Shit I thought, shit she only asked me that to sucker me out of the I’m your friend line of seduction and I went and fell for it. Well at least she knew I wanted her now. Getting a bit more confident I replied.

“I’m sure you didn’t agree to come for a drink with another guy ’cause we’d just be friends,” I said with more than a hint of sarcasm at the end.

She shook her head laughing and I thought I’d blown it.

“No Rob I’m not some innocent little girl. Did you think I didn’t notice you mentally undressing me every week in the gym? Did you think that bikini was just what I planned to wear to the sauna?”

As she left the question hanging I could feel my cock throb to life reminding me that he knew there was a chance, mental note I should listen to my baser urges more often.

“So Sally,” I said “what’s your plan then it sounds like you actually have one?”

She took her time and took a drink of her wine flashing those baby blues at me over the rim of the glass. “I really don’t have a plan just thought I would cut the bullshit. As I just said I’m not an innocent little girl and I’m not single but as you pointed out I know we aint gonna be friends, well certainly not platonic anyway.”

“OK,” I laughed “a fair point well made”.

“So you want to fuck me Rob? You think I am so easy that a little drink in the bar will have me hanging on your every word and bouncing on your dick before the end of the night do you?”

“Errrrr have you seen yourself?” I replied. “Every guy in this bar has checked you out, even the ones that are with someone.”

“OH I know, I know how fuckin hot I am Rob. I work damn hard to be this fit and to not have the snooty bitches at work calling me a fat, ugly cow behind my back. But you see the thing is Rob I could walk up to that bar and flirt with any of these guys, take them home, fuck their tiny little brains out and have a great time but I don’t.”

I was really starting to like this girl now she was giving me a challenge and attitude and she did know that she could have anyone in the bar. I could hear the challenge, I’m taken Rob, I’m taken and I could fuck anyone in this bar, Rob, so what makes you so special!

“Glad to hear you don’t do that Sally,” I replied, as she arched an eyebrow at me I followed up with “because that would leave me standing here looking like a total prick.”

As she laughed at that she giggled “yeah you would as well.”

“at least we agree on that,” I laughed.

My mind was moving fast now, I had to have this girl I knew it and I was really horny now as well which is when you tend to make a mistake so I knew I had to take a step back, play it calm and not screw up I was pretty certain I was only getting this shot at getting her into the sack. Her challenge to me I felt had been pretty direct and I could feel that rush that I had with Louise come back and consume me.

The first drinks now pretty much done with Sally asked if I wanted the same again and went to the bar. This was good, this gave me thinking time. Given her boldness in challenging me, the sheer confidence of it I reckoned my only plan was to be just as bold. I’d already told her I wanted her. Already told her some of my desire I reckoned I had to lay it out there for her. Paint a picture for her and then see if she would choose to kartal escort take part. If I could get her to sleep with me I knew this was gonna be a great conquest. I had assumed that she would be easier as she wasn’t married but that was just me being arrogant and naïve.

“Here you go,” she said as she returned from the bar. “Figured out how to get me in the sack then?” she said.

I took my drink, straightened up to my full 6 foot height her in the eye and simply said “yes, yes I have,” and took another long slug on my beer. I could see the impact my statement had on her, she looked just a little less sure of herself for a second and then her sardonic smile returned to her face as she simply replied

“oh yes?”

While she had been at the bar I had been thinking and something about the way she had approached this being so up front, highlighting how hot she was and mention yet again the vanity competition she had going on at work had made me think that maybe just maybe she was slightly sexually submissive, that she just wanted to be told what to do. It was a gamble and I was gonna start slowly but confidently but I had decided this was my play. If I was wrong if she liked to be dominant, then I was screwed here and not in the way I wanted to be. But here goes nothing I thought to myself.

Before I said anything, I reached out and grabbed her arm, I could feel her tense as I leaned down to her and said quietly but close to her face so that she could feel my breath on her skin. “Oh yes indeed.”

As a look of surprise went across her face I was pleased to notice my grip on her upper arm was not currently being challenged. Touch is such a powerful thing and this was a power play.

“What I think Sally, is that you know, you really know that you are hot as fuck, you know that everyone wants you. I reckon you get off on the power play at work of being the skinniest hottest PR maven and that sometimes when you fuck your boyfriend you are imagining him actually doing what you want him to.”

She had looked down into her drink as I spoke and when she looked up there was a flush to her cheek. “Oh and what do I want him to do then Rob?” she asked the challenge still remaining but I was sure I was onto the right path now.

I moved my hand off her arm and around her waist and pulled her towards me. With an “Oh,” forming on her lips I could tell I had surprised her.

“You get bored being on top of your boyfriend” I said “get bored of coming in from work after all the power plays and he doesn’t pin you up against a wall and fuck you hard. You spend all the time in the gym releasing that frustration,” I carried on “you’re here tonight because you need a man who will tell you what to do and who will take you hard.” I was almost panting into her ear now and I knew she could feel my cock swelling against her.

As she looked up at me “is that right?” she said

“You know it is,” I said pulling her hard against my erection “you are going to come home with me tonight and once I am finished telling you what to do and when to do it, I am going to spank you for being such a bad girl and doing everything I asked you to do.”

As I said this I lifted my hand and lightly spanked her through her dress. She jumped and melted into me more moulding herself against me more.

I carried on “I’m going to spank you for being such a bad girl and cheating on your boyfriend, then I am going to get you so hot with my tongue and my fingers that you will beg me to fuck you, beg me to let you cum. You are going to be a hot mess of wanting, lust and desire and I am going to be the one that finally lets you discover what you really want.”

OK might have gone too far she could know what she wants but a lot of people just don’t.

She put an arm against my chest and I thought she was going to push me away but she simply looked up into my eyes and said “OK.”

“OK?” I replied

“Yes,” she sighed, “yes make me do all those things you want me to do, all those thing I’d never do for anyone else.”

“Finish your drink then,” I replied “it’s time to head home.”

I took her hand and led her out of the bar, I had chosen somewhere closer to my pad but first I had an urgent need and a submissive girlfriend that I didn’t want the lust glaze to come off of, I needed to keep this moving. I knew just the place as we walked down the street I kept an arm around Sally’s waist keeping her body pressed against me, continuing the physical contact was crucial for the next minute until we got to the spot I had in my head. We were still a good 10 minutes from my place but I had a plan now.

I quickly turned down a side street and moved around the corner a bit where it wasn’t easy for anyone to see us. Sally was looking at me with an air of anticipation. I put my hands on her shoulders and as I applied a downward pressure said “get on your knees.”

As she sunk to her knees I quickly unzipped and got my cock out “suck it,” I commanded.

She looked up at me with her big blue eyes and for a moment I wasn’t sure if she was going to do what I needed her to do or suddenly refuse! A tension hung in the air with Sally in the gutter on her knees, my hands on her shoulder and my cock bobbing a few inches from her mouth.

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32