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Roni B’s Sexy Time at the Gym

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Roni B’s Sexy Time at the GymRoni B’s Sexy Time at the GymI was about fifty years old at the time and the man I’m going to talk about was ten years older.After I finished exercising at the gym, I’d be either taking off my workout clothes or finishing a shower, when each day I’d see this man walk into the locker room from the pool. He’d strip off his trunks and go to a locker. The guy was in good shape, had an all over tan, and I assumed he was a nudist or just liked to lay in the sun nude. And he liked to walk around showing off his huge cock. One day he had been given a locker in the same row as me. We were drying off after a shower when he asked, “Is that woman I see you with in the gym your wife?”“Yeah, she is.”“Pretty woman,” he said. “She’s got a great body.”I couldn’t resist a line I’d used before. “Thanks. She looks great with her clothes off, too.”He grinned. “I’d love to see that.”I felt my dick getting hard. There are few things in life I like more than other men seeing my wife nude. It seemed like I had an interested party, so I figured I’d go for it. “She’s not exactly shy about nudity and lets me take pictures of her.”He raised his eyebrows.“I’ve traded pictures with other men,” I said, “who have wives who pose nude for them.”By now our cocks were hard. My heart was beating fast and I suspect he was eager to strike a deal.“I have lots of photos of my ex-wife,” he said. “She’s a beauty with great tits. I think you’d like her.”“Okay then,” I said. “I’ll be here same time on Wednesday. Let’s bring a couple of pictures and if you like what I’ve got, see where it goes.”“Good,” he said. “And I’d like to talk about the girls, too. You know, what kind of sex they like, what they do best. Okay?”“I like that, too.”On Wednesday, he walked over while I was showering and turned on the shower next to me.“Did you bring any pictures?” he asked.“They’re in my locker.”“Me too. If no one else is in your row, I’ll meet you there.”I was still nude when he walked up next to me; so was he. He handed me an envelope with three pictures. I gave him two. He looked at both and stroked his cock.“Very nice, “he said. “She got a body like a woman twenty anadolu yakası escort years younger. Very nice. I love her bush.”He waited to see if I took offense at the remark.“Me too. There’s nothing like a thick curly muff to put your face in.”“Hope you don’t mind, but I’d eat her every day.”“I don’t mind at all.” In fact I love to hear guys say things like that. His big dick was hard and curved upward. My cock was like a rock and stuck straight out.I looked through the pictures he had handed me. “You’re right. You ex has beautiful tits. I love those big nipples.”“She likes them sucked,” he said.I held up another photo. “I’m jealous. She doesn’t mind spreading her legs for your camera. Nice pussy.”“Want to see more,” he asked.“I certainly do.”That sounded good to me. We set a time and place.After meeting at a shopping center, we sat in his SUV, each with another envelope of erotic photos of our women. His ex turned out to be someone I recognized from a local store. He was correct; she was a beauty, and seeing her nude almost had me cumming in my pants. After that, I went to her store and bought things I really didn’t need, just so I could see her and think about her stripped down, the way I saw her in the photos.My new friend rearranged his gym schedule to coincide with ours. He paid special attention to my wife and occasionally would whisper something like this in my ear, “I’m picturing her big beautiful bush under that leotard. I’d love to lick her clit.” Or, “I remember her suckable nipples. I’d like to cum all over her tits.” His comments got me terribly hard and I wanted to keep hearing what he had to say about my sexy wife. So, I decided to not tell Roni about her new admirer, but get her to “work” for me by unknowingly providing him with some erotic entertainment.After a trip to the gym and on the way home, I told her, “I watched you working out today and at times got very hard. You looked absolutely eatable.”“Eatable? Will you still be hungry when we get into bed tonight?”“You bet. And I’ve got a proposition for you.”She frowned. “What’s that?”“Simple. I’ll tell you what turned me on and you remember anadolu yakası escort to do these little things, while you’re working out, that will make my cock hard.”Roni smiled. “Sounds easy enough. You get an erection and feel good. What’s in it for me?” Mercenary woman. “Remember what I said about edible? Does the word cunnilingus ring any bells?”“Oooh, it certainly does. If I turn you on, will you lick my most sensitive parts?”“That’s what I promise to do. Does it get you hot hearing me talk about licking and sucking your clitoris? Do you like to think about me sticking my tongue into your sweet and delectable pussy?”“Ooooh, I think you’ve got my attention. What do you want me to do for that gift?”“Like I said, it’s simple. Now listen carefully and don’t forget what made me get hot and bothered while I watched you working out in that sexy, skintight spandex outfit you wear to the gym.”I explained how when she used the Roman chair and her legs stretched down, thrusting her pubis outward, the narrow, “French-cut” crotch piece allowed me to see the shaved portion of her mound and how I so wanted to start kissing her there and working my way into her neatly trimmed muff and sticking my tongue into her creamy slot. I explained how when she used the a*****or/adductor machine and she spread her thighs and exposed her pussy, I dreamed about her lovely, trimmed, pubic bush being just beneath the thin material of her leotard and tights. I mentioned how when the air conditioner kicked in and her warm sweaty nipples hardened and showed through the spandex, I wanted to pull down the leotard and suck her nipples and that when she felt her tits get erect, she should take a few deep breaths and push her chest out so I could see those hard boob raisins and think about how I’d lick and suck them when I had the chance. This all seemed very doable to her, and with the benefits of me servicing her sexual needs afterwards, she readily agreed to do her best to entertain me. Little did she know that I’d be alerting her admirer, my sex-minded friend, that he was in for an extra treat when next he visited the gym.“I talked to my wife about anadolu yakası escort how you think she’s so good-looking and sexy,” I told my friend. We were standing alone between two banks of lockers, both nude and ready to change into our gym clothes.“Really? What did she say?”“It wasn’t so much what she said, but what I asked her to do for you.”“What’s that?”“I asked her to put on a little show for you. You know, spread her legs, give you some beaver shots and if her nipples get hard make sure she doesn’t hide them…If you know what I mean.”“She’d do that for me? Can I thank her?”Telling him what Ronni had planned caused his big cock to harden and curve upward. He stroked it a few times and I thought he might jerk off while I was telling him what Roni had planned for him. I had gotten hard myself and we stood there pointing our boners at each other.“She agrees to do this for you…and me, because she knows I like it when other guys look at her body, but she’s a little shy about it. So, just enjoy the show and don’t say anything.”“Sure. Okay. No problem. Do you think she’d let you take new pictures to show me?”I had planned on doing that anyway. “Count on it. I’m not sure when. It all depends on her mood. She’s a little fussy and wants to feel sexy and be sure she looks good before stripping down and posing for me. But, yeah, I’ll get more pictures for you.”He grinned and his cock got even bigger. Mine did, too.“Great. I really gotta thank you for this. Your wife is beautiful. I love her body. I could fuck her all day.”I loved him looking at her, but wasn’t sure I wanted to watch him fuck my wife. “Yeah. Me, too. Today is going to be a lucky day—for both of us.”On the drive home from the gym, Roni asked, “Well, did I show off enough for you?”“You looked sexy as hell. And I loved when you spread your thighs to let me think about how much I wanted to see your pussy. I wish you could work out in the nude.”“Easy big feller. I don’t think I’m ready for that.“I know, but jeez, I loved watching you all morning, how your nipples got hard and how I’m glad you don’t wear a bra under your leotard. I’ll say it again; you are sexy as all get-out.”“And I thank you for saying that. But don’t forget all that oral sex you promised.”“I can’t wait. And just think about all the exquisite sex we can have after you agree to let me photograph you nude again.”“Exquisite sex just for posing nude for you? I could manage that.”

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Bad Real Estate Agent

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Bad Real Estate AgentFinally, after selling the business that I’d built over the years it was time to retire. My wife wanted to find somewhere away from the New England winters but didn’t want Florida. I wanted to be close enough that I could make weekend trips to Jacksonville to watch my beloved Jaguars play. I know, they’ve sucked for years but I’m still a fan. Anyway, we settled on South Carolina to look for our new home. We spent hours looking through the popular real estate sites online and finally found a couple of houses that caught our eye. I contacted an agent in Columbia and planned to fly down the following weekend to check them out. Unfortunately, Sally, my wife, was feeling under the weather when the weekend approached so I decided to fly down alone and would fill her in on whichever house that I thought would work out best. Friday afternoon I caught my flight to Columbia. It was just after five when I landed and twenty minutes later, I found myself standing in the warm southern sun smoking a cigarette while waiting for my luggage, not that I’d brought much. After getting my luggage I went to the rental car counter and twenty minutes later drove away with a nice Mustang convertible. The hotel was nice and had a restaurant where I ate dinner and a small bar with a nice selection of Scotch. I considered calling for an escort but decided against it in the end.The next morning, I punched in the address of the first house into the GPS and left to meet the realtor. This one was the one that we were the most interested in, in fact we’d pretty much decided to buy it. Pulling up into the drive I already knew that this was going to be the home that we’d spend the rest of our lives in, it was perfect. I parked in front of the large four bay garage and got out of the Mustang for a smoke while I waited for the realtor. I checked out the manicured lawn while I waited and waited and waited.Finally, a beat-up looking Honda Civic pulled into the drive with some God-awful rap music blaring from inside. This was not starting out so well. The music turned off and a cute little blonde stepped out of the car. At least she was dressed professionally in a mid-thigh black skirt and a smart looking white blouse. “I’m sorry that I’m late Mr. Carrol, I’m Missy, the barista screwed up my latte and I had to go back to Starbucks for a new one.”She wasn’t helping her case since she’d basically told me that her fucked up coffee was more important than my purchase of a million-dollar home. Besides, what happened to people drinking just plain coffee? I took a sip of my coffee, it was black, you really can’t fuck that up. I shook her hand and let her lead me to the front door. She might be a screw-up, but she had a really nice ass. Once inside I began to cool off, the house was even nicer in real life. It was nicely staged with some pretty expensive looking furniture, I doubted that Missy was responsible for that. The entryway was done in marble tiles and very nicely done. She showed me the formal livingroom which featured a beautiful fireplace and then we got to the kitchen. I love to cook, and this was a huge space where I could already imagine myself spending a lot of time. The appliances were all top of the line and the cabinetry was gorgeous. It was then that her phone rang with an obnoxious rap song. She excused herself to another room while she took the call, but not far away that I couldn’t hear her giggling and telling the other party that they could meet for lunch after she showed me these two houses. I was getting pissed off all over again. When she returned she resumed her tour showing off the walk-in pantry and the laundry area, both were nice, as was the formal dining room and family room that overlooked the huge backyard. We went out back and checked out the beautiful in-ground pool and an outdoor kitchen area on the patio. Again, I started to cool off. We went back inside and she led me upstairs to check out the bedrooms. I followed a few steps behind getting a great view of her anadolu yakası escort ass on the way up. The master was amazing with two walk-in closets and an incredible master bath. As we moved into the next bedroom her damned phone went off again and again she excused herself to the next room to take the call. Again, it was obviously a friend calling as they giggled and talked about going to some club the night before. I could clearly hear her telling her friend about how small the guy that she brought home was. That was probably the real reason that she was late. I was really getting pissed. We continued the tour finally, the house was everything that my wife and I were looking for and I knew that I wanted to buy it but I wanted to see the garage and the attached workshop. Now that I’m retired I planned on doing some woodworking so the shop was important to me. She said that she would open it up for me but to hurry since we were going to be late getting to the next house. Now I was really fucking pissed, if she’d been on time and not yapping on her fucking phone the time wouldn’t be an issue. I checked out the garage which certainly met my expectations as did the shop space. I came back out to the driveway to the disappointing look of Missy.“What”, I asked.“We’re really late for the other showing”, she whined like it was my fault.I usually am pretty good at controlling my temper but this little twit had managed to push all the wrong buttons and I lost it. “Maybe if you’d been on time instead of fucking some little dick loser that you picked up last night, we wouldn’t be running fucking late!” She gave my that deer in the headlights look that confirmed my suspicions. “Yeah, I heard all about it and all of your other fucking phone calls while you were supposed to be showing me this house. That’s why we’re fucking late you stupid bitch.” I was really building up a head of steam and continued to tell her what a fuckup she was and that there was no need to see the other house, that I wanted this one but there was no fucking way that I would buy it from her. I then explained that I was going to call her boss and explain exactly what happened and that I wanted another agent to handle the deal. I also explained that the deal hinged on her being fired, today.By now she was staring at the ground with tears streaming down her face. “If you do that I’ll lose everything, my car, my apartment, everything!”“That’s not my fucking problem”, I explained loudly, “Maybe you should have taken your fucking job seriously instead of staying up all night fucking some little dick fucking college boy!”“Please don’t do this”, she sobbed, “What can I do to change your mind?”“I can’t really think of anything”, I explained, “I’ve trained hundreds of salespeople over the years and have never had to deal with a fuckup as bad as you.”“Please, there must be something that I can do to make you happy enough to not make that call”, she plead.It was at that very moment that I stopped thinking with the head on my shoulders and began to listen to the one in my pants. “Come with me”, I instructed. I led her back up to the front door of the house and told her to open it. She fumbled with the little lock box with her shaky hands and finally retrieved the front door key. I pushed her inside once she got the door open and led her into the formal livingroom. “You’re going to have to work really hard to convince me not to make this call”, I told her, “Why don’t you start with losing the blouse.”The young blonde looked at me in disbelief, “You want me to do what?”“You want me to not make the phone call”, I spelled it out for her, “then you are going to have to do something to change my mind. I can only think of one thing that you might be good enough at to make that happen.” I began to unbuckle my belt and told her to get undressed.Still she just stared at me and shook her head.“Fuck this”, I yelled, “You’re still wasting my fucking time.” I fixed my belt and pulled out my phone.Tears once again filled her anadolu yakası escort eyes as she cried for me to stop. Her fingers were shaking so bad that she was having trouble working the buttons of her silky white blouse. Finally she got her blouse opened and just let it slip from her shoulders revealing her taut tanned belly and baby blue bra. “Keep going”, I told her admiring the view.“You only said to take off my shirt”, she whined.“Come on, even you can’t be dumb enough to think that showing me your bra was going to fix this bullshit, get naked.”The reality of what was about to happen began to sink in and she cried harder as she unzipped her skirt and let it pool around her ankles. Her panties matched her bra, which of course they did. The bra came off next and she tried to cover her boobs with her left arm while using her right hand to push down her panties. As soon as they were far enough passed her hips to let gravity take over she hastily covered her pussy with her hand. “Put your arms down and let me look at you”, I instructed, “I have to be sure that you are even worth the effort.” She did as she was told and to be honest, she had quite the body. Her tits were very nice, maybe a C cup with perky little nipples. Farther down her tight little body her pussy was completely shaved with a nice camel toe, perfect. I walked over to where she stood and cupped her mound slipping a finger between the lips of her sex. She jumped a little at the intrusion and tried to back away but I’d wrapped my left arm around her slim waist and held her there while I gently rubbed her hardening clit. She was starting to get wet when I pulled my finger out from between her lips and licked it clean. “Hmm, you taste good, we just might be able to work this out after all”, I told her and then instructed her to get down on her knees.Fresh tears welled up in her eyes as she did as she was told. “Isn’t there another way”, she whined, looking up at me with pleading eyes.“It’s this or I make the phone call”, I informed her bluntly, “Now quit wasting my time and either get fucking dressed or get my dick in your pretty little mouth.”With trembling fingers she reached for my belt buckle. She undid my belt and jeans then pulled them down along with my underwear. My cock wasn’t quite hard yet but she looked surprised at it’s size. She wrapped her slender fingers around my shaft and with one last pleading look she took her between her lips. Damn, I’d actually found something that she was good at! It didn’t take long for her talented mouth and tongue to have me fully erect and she took my seven inches with practiced ease. She even managed to deep throat me a couple of times which was a first for me. She was certainly giving me her all and it was an incredible blowjob, but I had no intention of letting her off with just some good head. I reluctantly pulled her face away from my crotch and told her to get on the couch. She did as she was told and lay back into the soft expensive looking leather. I plied her knees apart, overcoming her weak resistance and was rewarded with a close up look at her beautiful pussy. Now, I’ve always loved eating pussy and I had to get a taste of this pretty little blonde real estate agent. Using my thumbs, I spread her puffy moist lips and exposed the pretty pink treasure within. Damned if she didn’t taste as good as she looked as I ran my tongue the length of her slit. “Oh wow”, she sighed as I began to work on her clit with my mouth.It didn’t take me long before she was squirming on the couch and moaning loudly, she was obviously getting ready to cum so I stopped and pulled her ass closer to the edge of the cushion. Just as I lined up the head of my rock hard cock she whined, “You don’t have a rubber on!”“Ain’t got one”, I hissed and pushed my knob and about half of my shaft into her tight steamy cunt. “Please, I could get pregnant”, she cried out as I pulled out then buried the whole length of my shaft into her. I gripped her thin hips and continued to fuck anadolu yakası escort her sweet little pussy. “Don’t cum in me, please.”I continued to ignore her pleas while I enjoyed her tight cunt, and damn it was tight. Pounding her little twat I reached up and took a hold of one of her firm tits. I pinched her hard nipple making her yelp. Her pussy was getting wetter by the moment, and her pleas of not cumming inside her turned to those begging me to fuck her harder. Happily, I obliged and pounded her twat with hammer like strokes. I grabbed the back of her bony knees and pushed them up against her heaving chest. The echoes of our coupling reverberated through the empty house and the air was filled with the pungent scent of our arousal. I could tell that she was getting close so I instructed her to play with her clit. She snaked her hand down between us and did as she was told, the reaction was almost instant as her lithe body clenched up with each wave of her strong orgasm. It almost made me cum with the way her pussy clamped down on my shaft. I wasn’t ready to be done with her yet so I pulled out before I reached the point of no return and urged her to roll over and get onto her knees on the couch. Now, I could stand up behind her, which was a relief to my aging knees, fine Italian tilework is pretty to look at, but very hard. I looked down at her fine ass staring up at me and had a thought. I pushed back into her sloppy cunt a couple of times and then withdrew completely. My throbbing cock glistened with her juices and was more than a little slimy as I lined it back up. This time my aim was a little higher and before she could stop me I pushed it into her extremely tight asshole. “Take it out”, she screamed, “It’s in the wrong hole!”I pushed in a little further. “Maybe for you”, I calmly pointed out. It had been years since I had my dick in a young girl’s ass, or any ass for that matter, my wife absolutely hated anal the one and only time she let me try it. “Please take it out”, she cried and squeezed at the couch cushions. “I’ve never let anyone do this before.”I really didn’t care, this was about my pleasure. I pumped my shaft into her colon again and again, going deeper with each stroke until finally my balls were slapping against her pussy. Grabbing a hold of her hips I fucked her asshole hard until finally there was no more denying the rising flood of cum that surged from my balls. With one last push I buried my prick to the hilt and flooded her colon with my seed. At least she wouldn’t get pregnant. I held her ass tight to me until mt rapidly deflating cock slipped from her stretched out asshole. It was at that very moment that we heard, “What in the fuck is going on in here?”We both turned to see a very surprised man of about seventy standing in the entryway to the livingroom. Missy instantly recognized him as the seller of the house and began stammering that it wasn’t what it looked like. “Mr. Harris, I can explain”, she whined as she knelt on the fine leather couch with my cum oozing from her gaping asshole.He was a little reluctant to take my offered hand as I approached him, still naked, but timidly took it. I explained how this dumb bitch nearly cost him the sale of his home. I then suggested that since she had nearly screwed us both out of this deal that it was only fair that she repay both of us for her ineptitude. Missy paled at the suggestion, but the old codger smiled a wicked grin and began to loosen his belt. I dressed as the old guy fed his own impressive cock into the young real estate agent’s mouth. I quickly sent her a text with my hotel room and told her to meet me there for 7 that night with the paperwork. She mumbled something that sounded like agreement but it was hard to tell with her mouth full. As I let myself out she was again whining about getting pregnant and the old homeowner was reassuring her that he’d been firing blanks since before she was born while he buried himself into her well fucked cunt. I smiled to myself as I headed back to the rented Mustang and headed back to the hotel. On the way I called my wife and told her about the house, she seemed really excited that we were getting it. She asked about the negotiations and I told her that they were hard but in the end I was satisfied with the deal.

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Halloween CD Slut 3

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Halloween CD Slut 3Brendan was in the shower.I took my handbag to the hallway bathroom. My makeup was not in tooterrible of shape… I still looked pretty. Only my mouth was a mess. I putdown another layer of lipstick and covered it with a thick layer oflipgloss.I poured Brendan a scotch on the rocks and took it to his bedroom. What agorgeous space: simple decor, clean white sheets on the bed,floor-to-ceiling windows over the city. A masculine ideal.Brendan’s computer was open, so I put on some Sade in Spotify. Sade is whatI would play when I wanted to score with a girl. The only difference thistime is that I was the girl.I reached behind, unzipped, and slipped out of my short black cocktaildress to reveal the black strapless bra and boyshort panties covering mysmooth, white flesh. I folded the dress neatly and d****d it over the backof his Herman Miller chair. I decided to leave my heels onÑI thoughtthat might look sexy.I involuntarily grooved to the music, my hips keeping the beat and my bodyswaying to follow. I took in my own body, slid my hands down my smooththighs and saw the girl in front of me in black heels, panties, andbraÑa sexy girl getting herself ready for her man.”Goddamn you’re sexy.”Brendan came into the room with just a white towel on his waist. He sat onthe edge of the bed.”Move that ass for me.”I felt a little bashful, but I was under his command. I moved directly infront of him, swaying my hips and ass in rhythm with the music whiletouching my body. I tossed my hair, slid my hands over the edges of mypanties. It came naturally.”Turn around. Show me that ass.”I turned around to show him my petite ass. I bent over halfway, arching myback and presenting my ass a few feet in front of his face.”Don’t be shy, sweetie.” I felt his big hands on the sides of my hips. Hepulled me and I stumbled closer to him. Once I got there, he buried hisnose in my ass and massaged my round cheeks with his strong hands.”I was a little abrupt little rough with this pussy lastweekend. But today I’m going to take my time. Hope that’s alright withyou.””Mmmmmmmm….” was all I could say.”Lie down on your back, beautiful, and put your ass on the edge of thebed.”I got into position as instructed. I spread my legs. He gently but firmlytugged my panties off. I still had my heels strapped to my feet. I reachedfor them. He grabbed my wrist.”Leave them on.”His fingertips began to explore my ass, the undersides of my thighs, thespace between my balls and my ass.”Your bodyÑit’s so smooth. Like it’s ready for fucking.”I lay naked on the bed, tight stomach facing up, pussy in the air, heels onmy feet, toenails painted, full makeup on my face. My dick was rock hardand leaking pre-cum like it had been since I started blowing him a half anhour ago.Damn right I was ready for fucking.Brendan, however, was not.”Do you know what drives girls crazy? What makes them beg to get fucked?Getting eaten out.”His middle finger was on my pussy. He squirted a small amount of velvetylube on it and slid in just the tip. I moaned gently.I had not expected him to service me that was about the last thing I hadimagined. But I was literally in his hands.He wiggled his finger a little deeper into me, then added his tongue to therim of my hole. It felt… strangely good, better than I expected. My dickwas wicked hard in front and would probably have shot if a strong breezehad blown. But this sensation of pleasure was different. Deeper.He fingered me a bit deeper, sliding his finger in two knuckles’ deep,pressing up and inside me, hunting for my pleasure button.He found it. I moaned as he pressed his finger over it.He pulled his finger out, squirted more lube on them, then plugged twofingers inside me. I felt impossibly full but knew this was just thebeginning.My mind drifted to the time I finger banged Tara Zelinsky’s pussy. My highschool girlfriend, Tara had taught me about sexÑhow to finger a girl,how to eat her out, how to fuck her. Now, I was learning the samelessonsÑin reverse.Brendan pushed my ass back so my legs were high in the air. I grabbed myheels to give him better access. He alternated deep diving with his tongueand working the wall of my pussy with two fingers. His tongue was drivingme wildÑlike it was creating an itch that I could not scratch.He added more lube and slid three fingers inside me. I moaned deep andlong.”You like that?”I could only groan in response. His expert technique was taking mesomewhere I’d never been. My pussy was aching yet begging for more. Mythoughts were clouded by pure lust.He went deeper, thrusting those three fingers into my warm and readypussy. I was vaguely aware that he was studying my face, watching for signsof the pleasure he was giving, observing with delight the transformation hehad created in me.He lubed his hand again. Now he worked four fingers inside me. Thethreshold of pain and pleasure increased. My vision clouded over as hefinger-fucked me. He went deep and played with my g-spot at the same time,playing my pussy like a master violinist plays a Mozart concerto.”How does that feel, baby?””Ah ah amazing!””What do you want?””I want you to fuck me!””Beg me.””Please! I need your big dick inside of me. I have to feel your whole big,thick cock up inside my pussy.”As he worked my pussy with his left hand, he reached up with his right anddid something unexpected: he grasped my dick.I shuddered in pleasure. He stroked it one, two, three long, slow times. Ishot my cum explosively, my ass squeezing madly on his fingers. I cried outin deep pleasure, so loud that the neighbors on every side could hear me.I had never had such an intense orgasm, yet, weirdly, it also feltincomplete like there was another level still to be explored.My eyes were opening to the possibilities of sex as a woman. Quiteliterally, as my vision began to return. Brendan was sweetly toweling meoff with a damp, warm towel. My pussy was still dripping with lube.But that was all part of Brendan’s plan.I came to, finally. My pleasure sensors had been over-stimulated and nowwent into much-needed rest. I saw the world with perfect, post-orgasmicclarity.Here I am.I was a man. I had dressed myself in women’s clothing in an effort toappeal to another man fuck, I’d even dieted and exercised to make himfuck me. I had sucked his cock and let him cum in my mouth. Now I’d let himeat me out and cum from just three strokes on my cock and the fantasy thatI had a “pussy.”I looked up with the weight of this reality on my face, and saw Brendanabove me wearing his arrogant smirk. As I opened my mouth to say something,to make an excuse, to get out of this situation in some way, in any way, heshoved his eight-inch dick up inside my ass.I cried anadolu yakası escort out in pain and shame. In this moment, the fantasy wasgone. Brendan was simply and purely exerting dominance over me. What’sworse is that I had begged for it, begged for his “big, thick cock” to fuckmy “pussy.”As he slid all the way inside me, his thatch of pubic hair pressing againstmy shaven butt, my eyes welled with tears. He looked like he was in a stateof true happiness.He was getting off on my shame.Impossibly full of dick and now stone sober, I looked up into his eyes astears formed in mine. I opened my mouth but had nothing to say.Brendan spoke instead.”Do you feel me up inside you? Give me a squeeze in there. Make yourmaster’s cock feel good.”Embarrassed, I squeezed inside me, gripping my pussy tight around his dick.”Ohhhh yeah. This is the fun part. And believe me, you’re going to loveit. You might not love it now, but that’s part of the fun too. When we’redone, you’re going to wish you had my dick in you all day long, every dayof the year.”I could already feel myself turning slightly lustful again, strangely gladto feel his pubes on my tight, smooth pussy lips.What if he’s right?What if I become a slave to his cock? I thought.And that’s when he started to fuck me.Impossibly full of dick and now stone sober, I looked up into his eyes astears formed in mine. I opened my mouth but had nothing to say.Brendan spoke instead.”Do you feel me up inside you? Give me a squeeze in there. Make yourmaster’s cock feel good.”Embarrassed, I squeezed inside me, gripping my pussy tight around his dick.”Ohhhh yeah. This is the fun part. And believe me, you’re going to loveit. You might not love it now, but that’s part of the fun too. When we’redone, you’re going to wish you had my dick in you all day long, every dayof the year.”I could already feel myself turning slightly lustful again, strangely gladto feel his pubes on my tight, smooth pussy lips.What if he’s right? What if I become a slave to his cock? I thought.And that’s when he started to fuck me.I could taste his cock in my mouth still, the cock that had shot a hugeload into my mouth and down my throat.Now that cock, fully engorged again, was inside me.His warning–“When I fuck after I’ve already gotten off, I fuck long andhard”–echoed in my head.He started to piston his limb inside me. Both of us post-orgasmic, we couldsee with utter clarity, feel what was happening with perfect lucidity. Welocked eyes, both aware of the moment, united by his thick cock sliding inand out as my tight pussy clinged onto it, milked it, felt it, made love toit.He smiled again, this time without the malice and arrogance–now just withthe joy of sexual victory, of knowing that something great was about tohappen. He looked like a k** the night before Christmas. The onlydifference was that he was not excited that Santa Claus was coming totown… he was excited that he was going to come up my ass.It would take awhile. We would connect over that dick, feel it movinginside me in every way possible, for over an hour and a half. I woulddiscover (then rediscover, then rediscover again) anal orgasm. He wouldfuck me on my back, on my knees, clinging to his shoulders, pressed againstthe wall, standing on my tiptoes, and finally with my feet on hisshoulders–every way it feels good to put a monster penis inside a tighthole.For now, though, I spread my legs while he fucked me the traditional way.I could start to appreciate my position. His manliness–the way he handledme, his thick muscularity, his slightly-rank man smell–created in me asense of longing. I wanted to be as close to this man as I could–to giveto him all of myself that I could. I ran my hands over his chest, feelinghis thick pecs, my fingertips running through the light patch ofchocolate-colored hair above them.He would get hairier there as he got older, I thought. Become more of aman. I dreamt of being under him then, too, my body still shaven smooth,taking a firm fuck from a middle-aged man’s cock.There was no need to fantasize, though–I was getting worked over by ayoung man in peak physical condition, his Greek God stage. I looked up andsaw just a glint of sweat on his forehead, his tousled hair perfectlymessy, the hint of scotch on his breath as he exercised within me.I looked at myself. Was I fit for the challenge of mating with this divinecreature, this Hercules? My French manicured toenails peaked out the frontof my patent black kitten heels. The light silver anklet I wore slid overmy pale, thin calf. My lusciously smooth skin from my toes up through mythighs, even up to my… my pussy. My flat stomach, just like on thehottest girls, the ones I used to dream about, then dream about being. NowI didn’t have to dream–I was one of them.I was a hot girl. A 10 out of 10 (plus a cock).Brendan took each of my skinny wrists in his hands and held them on themattress above my head. He kissed inside my smooth armpits, kept fuckingme. I tightened my core muscles, pulled my legs up-and-back to give himgreater access. His chest was just above mine and rubbed against it. Heslow-fucked me steadily, insistently. His face passed by mine as he thrustin and out. Our noses touched once, twice.We had never even kissed, I thought. I’d taken two massive loads from thisguy–one in each end–and I’d never had so much as a peck. If he was goingto kiss me, it didn’t happen then. So I watched his face as it slid just infront of mine, saw the expression of a man who was just starting to enterthe stages of arousal.Our bodies were starting to sweat. I could feel the light glide of his skinagainst mine, the sheen of moisture a conductor for the electricity betweenus. I reached for the heels of my shoes, pulled them further back to getmore dick inside me. His chest rubbed harder against mine, brushed againstthe bra I was still wearing.”Take your bra off.”I reached behind my back to unhook my bra, engaged my legs to keep them upand not interrupt the fuck.I slid the bra off my arms. Our naked chests rubbed together. Did I lookless feminine, less like a woman without my bra on? Brendan must have readmy mind.”You look beautiful, baby. So truly fuckable.”I blushed, committed myself again to giving him the best fuck I could.We began to leave the civilized phase and enter the lustful one. I couldfeel the rib of the head of his dick sliding deeper in me. He was poundingmy bitchass deep and hard.I squeezed him off, newly aware of the musculature inside of me.Brendan moaned. I massaged his member as it rode over my innersphincter. Bent at the midriff like I was, it felt like the head waspressing into my stomach: he was that big, took me that deep.We anadolu yakası escort both started panting as he fucked me a little faster. He was trying toget me pregnant now, shoot a load high and deep inside my willing pussy.But his goal was not to cum. At least not soon. His thick dick was firm butnot impatient, and he ran his dick up in me steadily.He pulled near my entrance and did something a little different helifted my ass up above me so his dick could drive harder against the frontof my pussy wall. Then he sunk his dick inside me, just 3-4 inches upinside my pussy. He pressed up on the spot where his fat dickhead landed. Icould feel something inside me, a sensation building slowly. I didn’t knowit then, but he was pounding on my g-spot, my pleasure point, pounding thehead and ridge of his dick right on top of the spot that could drive mecrazy, could set me free.He hit it over and over again, my hands again pinned up behind my head,sweat beginning to drip from his chest onto mine. Our foreheads touched,connected as kept hitting my spot. He looked into my eyes, desperate to seethe effect he was having on me. I squealed.I started to lose my full vision. I saw stars on top of the world as thepressure of his thickness, the pain and pleasure of it increased in mybody. I started making sounds, noises that you can’t describe, a****lnoises that belong to a deeply rutted wild a****l. I could no longercontain myself as he landed on my pleasure spot it was almost too much,but somehow never enough.He rubbed my breasts, which sent another wave of pleasure through mybody. Waves upon waves of pleasure built on each other, added together. Mylegs spasmed. My throat caught my breath as my body expanded andcontracted.I was having a full-on pussygasm.Brendan saw this but just kept hitting my spot. I moaned, cried out, clawedat his chest as he brought me to this level of pleasure. I was powerless,but electric. I was fulfilled completely and yet totally unfulfilled.If you’ve ever had an orgasm from your ass, you know what I am talkingabout.If you haven’t, it’s like being on the verge of cumming, constantly. Neverthat full release, but right up at the edge, getting pulverized, hammeredby the pleasure.I lost my mind with pleasure I forgot my name, forgot how to speak forfifteen minutes. I went into a world of pain-pleasure that only ended whenBrendan slowed down to look in my eyes again.”How was that?” he asked.I welled up with tears. “Incredible. I don’t… thank you.”He started fucking me deep again as the smile returned to his face. He wasstill so far from cumming, so much the master of his hard cock, that hecould just talk to me: man-to-pussybitch.”I always want to see my bitches cum while I fuck them. I know I’m going tocum, so that’s not the fun part.”As he’s chatting, meanwhile, he’s insistently fucking his eight-incherinside of me.”But seeing my bitches get off from having me inside them? Well, that’salmost as good as when I come. Almost.””Now, I want you to fuck yourself.”He grabbed me by the hips. He lifted me off the mattress, pulled me ontohis lap. My clitty was pressed against his hairy chest as we gotresettled. That didn’t seem to bother him a bit.I climbed on top of him as he lay down. I put my hands on his chest,feeling the pulsing of his heart through his wall of chest muscles. I ranmy hands down to his abs, traced the pattern of his six-pack. He was such afucking stud.”I said fuck yourself.”I snapped out of my reverie at his command. I placed my knees wide to theside and braced myself with my hands on his strong chest. I worked my hipsup then down again, releasing three inches of his length then sinking backdown onto it entirely.Mmmmmm, that felt good.I decided to go deeper.I rolled my body up, tucked my knees in, and arched my back high so that hewas only in me an inch or two… then lowered back down on him all the way.We both sighed. I did that move again, letting the fullness of him runthrough my tight passageway.It was so hot I could barely do it a third timeÑI might cum through myown dick from how good it felt.”Get selfish, baby. Make that pussy feel good. I’m gonna get mine; don’tworry. I wanna see you wiggle on it.”He was lying on his back, pulled a pillow up under his head, got relaxed. Ihad his dick nestled inside me. I leaned forward and placed my kneesfurther up his sides. Now his dick was just barely inside my hole. I placedmy hands on his chest and began to work the tip inside me. I found mypleasure spot and whimpered. I took a quick breath then bounced on thatspot once, twice, three times. It felt so good that I couldn’t stop. Iworked the head on my spot over and over again, crying out “Unnnhhhhh!Unnnhhhhhh!” The pleasure was driving me wild. I was worried I would cumboth from my ass and my dick at the same time.He put his hands on my flat tits, pinching my nipples roughly as I workedmy ass. He stuck one thumb on top of my lips. I took it into my mouth,began sucking it like it was his dick.I fell into my whimpering second ass-orgasm, moaning and whining. It lastedand lasted as I worked his dickhead inside me at all the key pressurepoints.I was living for this big dick inside me.After I came (up the ass), I breathlessly let myself rest on Brendan’schest, his dick engaged inside me. Brendan took the lead again. He slappedmy firm cheek and told me to get off his dick entirely.”Get on your knees and spread your legs like a bitch.”I could barely understand his words but I could hear his intention. He wasgoing to fuck me hard. I flipped myself over, put my knees wide to the sideof me and arched my back downwardÑthe sluttiest position a man or woman(or I) could take.My ass hung over the edge of the bed.He sprung to the floor. With his 6’1″ height plus the height of the bed, Ihad to wiggle my ass downward, spreading my knees and opening up my asswide to give him open access.Once I was there, he leaned over me, his hand around my midsection.”Do you remember this position? On Halloween? This is how we starteddating, sweetie.”He jammed his full cock up inside me, hard and fast. Did he just make asarcastic reference to when he ****d me?”Just like that. Mmm. Still a perfect fit for my big one.”I made a noise of approval.(It’s pretty hot to know that he’s right, that my pussy is built perfectlyfor his dick. It’s 100% emasculating, but to be a good fit for this man,fuck… I’ll be a woman any day.)He rammed inside me, pulled nearly all the way out, then rammed in again,hard and fast. I gasped as his hairy crotch pressed against my sweet, bareass.He did it again, sliding seven of his thick eight inches into me withenergy and force.He’d let me have my pleasure; now anadolu yakası escort it was his turn.He moaned from the tightness. I gasped from the shock. It was the BrendanShow now. It would be until he let his cock blow off inside my ass, orwherever else he wanted to shoot.He thrust inside me at various angles, hammering the sides of my still-newpussy-ass. He changed the angle as he thrust in, widening my pussy withevery landed blow.”I’m gonna wreck this pussy.”That sounded like a threat.Giving him my pussy this way was like passing the key to your brand newTesla to your testosterone-laden 17-year-old son and telling him to havefun. You hope you’re getting the car back, but you KNOW it’s coming backwith some wear-and-tear.Sure enough, he was driving me fast and furious. He pounded into me againand again. His shouts were louder than before. If the neighboringapartments had heard me while he was eating me out, the whole buildingcould hear him while he fucked me from behind.I could only hold on, keep my ass low, opened wide, take his stallion dickinside me the best way I could. I met his thrusts, opened up inside,squeezed him at the top, and tried to make his horny-ass dick feel so goodit would throw up its load of cum.Not yet, it wouldn’t. After 15 minutes of fucking me hard and deep, hegrabbed my feet and flipped me over. With my feet on his shoulders, hegrabbed around my neck and I supported myself on his. He picked me up andstarted fucking me in thin air, bouncing me off his dick with just theviolent weight of gravity pulling me down onto his thick one.Determined to push ever deeper into me, he moved from there to the wall. Mysensitive back lay against a painted brick wall. He used the pressure ofthe wall to hammer deeply into me. Between the friction of the wall and myown weight pulling me downward, his dick was so deep inside me. Maybe thedeepest it had ever been.He looked into the full-length mirror that ran alongside us, that showedour full fuck position. I took in his muscular ass, saw where the front ofhis hips nested inside my pussy-ass. “Look at yourself. Didn’t you used tobe a man? Now, you’re getting fucked like a slut. And you fucking love it.”I took in his demeaning words, realized I could not deny the truth. I wasessentially a fuckslut–someone who got off on getting men off.He bounced me up and down a couple times as we stared at ourselves. Iyelped involuntarily.I was a fucking slut, just a week and a day removed from being a straightman.”I do love it. Now give me that dick, and give it to me hard and long.”Brendan pressed into me, making me feel the hard head of his dick in thepit of my stomach. He lifted me off his dick and instructed me to “turnaround.”I had my hands against the bricks. He spread my legs with his, fumbled formy hole.”Get up on your toes.”I had my heels on, but Brendan is six inches taller than I am. I pressedinto my toes, my knees scr****g up against the wall. He pressed into mefrom behind, popping nearly all the way into me once he landed on my hole.I almost exploded out of pleasure.”Oh yeah, bitch.”He reached in front and gave my dick a quick couple of strokes. I was rockhard. I gasped as he touched it.”I knew you were going to love this.”He took to fucking me against the wall. I let my dick rub against thesmooth brick surface as my body pressed into the painted brick. Even thathard surface was turning me on, as aroused as I was.Brendan worked me out there. My face was pressed red once he let me off thewall. I struggled to find my legs, naked but for my kitten heels.”I want to finish off in your sweet pussy. But first, show me again howgood you suck.”I dropped to my knees and breathlessly took his thickness in my mouth,slurping it around my mouth like a porn star. On his dick I could tastelube, precum and my ass. It was a musky combination–a taste that I wouldgrow to love.I worked his dick hot and fast. “OK, I’m ready to fuck you. Get on yourback and spread your legs.”I dropped to the bed and grabbed the backs of my heels.Brendan landed on top of me and promptly sunk his dick inside me. We fitperfectly–we really did. I was designed and built to take this man’s cockinside me, I thought.He stared me in the eyes as he fucked me deep. “You’re a fuckingfaggot–you know that, right?”I nodded, smarting at the word `faggot’ but knowing… truly, I was. I washis faggot, his bitch, and I would do anything he asked me to do for him.He sank into me, our foreheads touching. His sweat dripped onto me. Imoaned softly, so fucked-out that despite the ongoing stream of pleasure, Iwas exhausted. Completely fucked.He rammed into me until his pace quickened. He was ready to shoot.”I’m gonna cum inside you baby. Grab your dick and cum when I do.”I stroked my dick, so sensitive that I could barely touch it withoutcumming.He took his pace up, began a crescendo of a moan, then with a gasp shot hisfat load of cum as deep inside me as he could.The sensation of a man getting off up my ass was too much; I shot my hugeload all over my pretty, painted fingernails.We both came for 45 seconds or so, moaning and crying out in ecstasy as wedid.It was the best fuck I’d ever hadÑgiving, or in this case, taking.He collapsed on top of me, his softening dick still inside my hole. He tooka nap on top of me for five minutes.When he woke up, he pressed off of me, a little disgusted by what he saw inmy face.”You gotta go. I got some work to do.”I rolled to the side of the bed.”Just close the door behind you, it locks.”He collapsed onto his bed. Was this the work he had to do?I got up and wobbled my way to the bathroom. I was sore as fuck and tryingto keep a huge load of cum inside me. What was I trying to do, getpregnant?I got to the bathroom, saw my fucked-out face. I was certainly not aspretty now as I was when we started, that’s for sure. But I’d given him aterrific fuck, at least.Once I was dressed in my cocktail dress again and at-least-half-decentlooking, I snuck into his bedroom. He was asleep and snoring. I left himalone.After that night, I could not wait to take another fuck from him. I wantedhis dick from the front, from the back, from the side. I wanted to suck himinto ecstasy. I wanted to do for him whatever he wanted me to do for him.I was obsessed with him.Brendan, however, was not obsessed with me.I didn’t hear from him for a couple of days. On Tuesday I texted him asimple, “hey, what’s up?” No response.Wednesday came and went, then Thursday, then Friday…I had been secretly hoping to spend the next weekend locked onto his dick.”Any plans this weekend?” I asked.No response.I started texting him something sexual. Once per day. “I love your bigbeautiful cock.” “I have to feel you inside me.” “Fuck me hard.” That sortof thing.For another week-and-a-half, I heard nothing back from him. Till finally,out of nowhere, I got the following message.”Hey sorry been busy. get your friends together I want to meet them.”What the fuck was that supposed to mean?

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Ma nouvelle vie de célibataire…..Nous sommes début septembre, il fait lourd, depuis 15 jours, une chaleur intense, 35° minimum la journée, 26° la nuit, l’air est irrespirable, et chaque mouvement transforme les vêtements en éponge.Je tape le digicode de ma nouvelle résidence, pousse la porte, j’entre….Il y a trois mois, mon amie m’annonce qu’elle me quitte, bien sur , je n’ai rien vu venir, et comme j’habitais chez elle, je n’ai eu comme seule solution que le retour chez mes parents dans cette belle ville qu’est Albi. J’en ai profité pour changer également d’agence immobilière, je travaille pour un grand réseau maintenant. J’ai décidé également pour éviter de nouvelles mésaventures de m’acheter un appartement, et grâce à mon travail, j’ai pu trouvé un bel et grand appartement ,100m², 2ch, avec cuisine équipée et grande salle de bain, climatisé, dans une résidence récente avec piscine et garage. Les derniers occupants, des locataires, sont partis en laissant l’appartement hyper crade…Donc j’entre dans le hall, et pousse une partie de mon canapé, tout juste acheté, et oui je déménage seul. J’habite au deuxième et dernier étage, donc pas d’ascenseur. Heureusement il n’est pas trop lourd mais assez encombrant car assemblé c’est un canapé d’angle.Arrivé au premier palier, je prends une pose, je suis en nage. La porte d’entrée s’ouvre, j’entends des pas venir dans ma direction, assez vite je dois dire. “bonjour” une voix d’homme sort de derrière le canapé, ” vous allez où??un coup de main peut être?” ” bonjour, j’emménage au 2ème étage, mais c’est bon je vais y arriver seul, merci quand même c’est gentil””allez laisser moi vous aidez je vais également au 2ème”, je n’insiste pas plus vu la chaleur et nous montons tous les deux, rentrons le canapé dans l’appartement.”thierry enchanté!!” me dit il en me tendant la main “Anthony, c’est vraiment gentil votre aide”, “a charge de revanche” “pas de soucis avec plaisir”, sur ce il m’invite à côté boire un coup, chose que je ne refuse devant sa gentillesse et surtout, je n’ai rien à boire et mon frigo n’est pas encore branché.J’entre dans l’appartement à la suite de mon hôte, il fait chaud également, je ferme la porte, je m’avance et j’entends “Coucou mon bébé c’est moi”. Je m’approche de Thierry et je vois une silhouette, sortir de derrière le comptoir de la cuisine qui est ouverte sur le séjour. Elle s’avance de Thierry et le prend par le cou et lui embrasse les joues. Thierry se tourne vers moi “Anthony, je te présente Cindy, ma petite sœur” je m’avance vers elle et lui fait la bise, elle ne fait que bouger la tête, rien de plus. Elle porte juste un débardeur en coton gris et un shorty assorti, des auréoles de sueurs se trouvent sous aisselles et quand elle se tourne vers moi sous ses seins. Je dois dire qu’elle a une poitrine opulente par rapport à sa taille assez fine. Elle nous sert à boire. “toujours en plein ménage je vois, tu en as pas marre un peu, il est propre ton appartement quand même, tu ne vas pas passer ta vie à le briquer tous les jours “. Pour seule réponse, elle baisse la tête et regarde ses pieds; “et va enfiler autre chose, tu ne vas pas rester dans cette tenue et toute transpirante devant un invité quand même.” Elle se retourne, ce qui me permet de mater son fessier, et disparait. Thierry s’excuse de son comportement et m’explique qu’elle ne parle plus qu’à lui et à sa cousine depuis la mort de leurs parents. Elle travaille en tant qu’infirmière mais elle n’a pas d’amis par rapport à son comportement et ses collègues de boulots sont assez moqueurs. Elle revient habillée d’un jogging, la pauvre elle doit avoir très chaud dessous. “au fait Cindy, Anthony est ton nouveau voisin, j’espère que cela se passera bien avec lui parce que les autres ils n’arrêtaient pas de t’embêter et faire du bruit”, elle secoue la tête de droite à gauche, toujours les yeux regardant le sol. Je me lève en disant que je prends congés car j’ai du boulot qui m’ attend encore entre le ménage, le montage des derniers meubles et un peu de repos car demain dimanche je ne suis pas là et lundi je reprends le boulot. Thierry me retiens pour rester, regarde sa sœur et lui dit ” Cindy, lundi vu que tu ne travaille pas tu iras chez Anthony, faire le ménage, vu que tu aimes faire briller les choses” toujours la même réaction, hochement de tête de droite à gauche. Il est prévu que je lui laisse la clé chez elle, lundi matin en partant au taf. Je remercie Thierry anadolu yakası escort et Cindy de cette aide si précieuse et nous passons la soirée ensemble à faire connaissance……Lundi matin, neuf heures, je frappe à la porte de chez Cindy, après une attente de deux minutes, j’entends des clés s’introduire dans la serrure, déverrouillées le barillet, doucement la porte s’entrouvre. Je dis bonjour à Cindy qui ne répond toujours pas et lui tends le double des clés de chez moi. Elle les att**** tout en évitant d’avoir un contact avec moi. Je la remercie, me tourne et descends les escaliers 4 à 4 car je suis déjà à la bourre pour mon premier rdv.16H00 de retour chez moi après une journée assez intense nerveusement même si je n’ai eu que deux rendez vous. J’ai quand même pris deux dossiers à terminer chez moi. J’ouvre la porte, enlève mes chaussures, les range dans le placard de l’entrée, pose ma serviette, mon ordi portable, effectue deux pas et là stupeur: le canapé d’angle monté, placé, la TV également sur son meuble, ma table basse également, l’appartement sent bon, les fenêtres sont propres, par contre il faut toujours chaud. Je m’avance vers le canapé et je vois Cindy entrain de nettoyer le sol, de récurer je devrais dire car elle frotte fort sur le carrelage. Avec cette chaleur, elle ne porte le même ensemble que samedi mais cette fois ci il est rose clair. Apparemment elle ne m’a pas entendu rentrer, je la regarde faire: il faut dire que la vue que j’ai ne m’incite pas à faire du bruit; elle est donc à genoux, un bras tendu, l’autre qui récure donc, une fesse à l’air, car une partie de son shorty lui rentre dans la raie, ses seins, libre sous son débardeur, bougent pleinement, au fur et à mesure des mouvements de ses bras, je peux en apercevoir la forme et la blancheur. Son débardeur est plus sombre au niveau de son dos à cause de la transpiration, idem pour son shorty. Elle relève son buste, j’essuie le front avec son avant bras gauche, sa poitrine se remet en place, ses seins sembles lourds et biens faits. Je la regarde toujours, les bras croisés. Elle se passe la main dans les cheveux, sur la gorge, elle se lève et se dirige vars la cuisine. Je peux admirer son derrière lui aussi bien proportionné toujours avec une fesse nue. Elle se dirige vers le robinet, fait couler de l’eau et se penche pour y boire. Elle se met sur la pointe des pieds, tire en même temps sur son shorty pour le bien le repositionner. Elle se retourne vers moi, et à un geste de recul qui la fait buter contre l’évier. Son visage devient écarlate. Je remarque des gouttes d’eau qui perle le long de son menton, ses cheveux collés, son débardeur lui colle au corps, et son shorty lui moule bien son sexe et sépare bien les lèvres. Elle ne bouge pas. Je lui souris, elle ne répond pas. Je lui dit bonjour, toujours rien. Mais cette fois, elle ne regarde plus ses pieds ou le sol. Ayant toujours chaud, et envie de m’amuser un peu, j’enclenche la clim à 16° et ventilation au maximum, une bouche d’aération de la clim se trouve juste au dessus de l’évier. Les cheveux de Cindy commencent à bouger avec le souffle, je peux voir ses poils qui s’hérissent, puis ses tétons qui se gonflent, au point de ressortir sous le débardeur.Toujours sans un mot, je m’assois sur le canapé. Vu qu’elle ne bouge toujours pas, je lui dit qu’elle peut reprendre son travail sans faire attention à moi. Elle reprend sa tache ménagère, sous mon regard mi amusé mi envieux.Je me lève brusquement ce qui a pour fait de faire reculer Cindy, je me dirige vers ma chambre. Je prends une douche froide (j’ai une salle d’eau dans ma chambre) enfile un caleçon léger et un tshirt tout aussi léger.Je reviens au salon, maintenant Cindy passe la serpillère, maintenant c’est plutôt son derrière qui bouge en fonction des mouvements de son bassin. Je me rassois, pose mes pieds sur la table basse, les jambes écartées, je sens ma bite et mes couilles ressortir d’un côté. Elle se dirige vers moi, passe la serpillère sous mes jambes, je la vois donner des coup d’œil de temps en temps entre mes jambes. Je dois dire que cela m’excite car elle mate en essayant de faire semblant de regarder ailleurs et moi le fait de la voir presque nue devant moi, il faut dire qu’elle a un corps magnifique, je sens une chaleur monter en moi malgré la température toujours très fraiche dans l’appartement. Elle tourne toujours autour de la table, en faisant toujours son manège. “Reviens anadolu yakası escort ici, le sol est toujours sale” je lui demande d’un ton assez autoritaire. Elle s’arrête d’un coup, se retourne, revient vers moi la tête basse. Elle frotte avec la serpillère. “tu devrais gratter avec une brosse comme tout à l’heure”; elle se lève, va chercher une brosse, revient et récure. Au bout d’un moment, elle s’arrête, le souffle court, en nage. “Continue c’est toujours aussi sale”, “mais….euh…” “Ton frère a dit faire briller, alors brosse encore et encore”, Elle se remet à genoux, viens assez prêt de moi, elle continue son manège a donné des coups d’œil entre mes cuisses. Mon sexe se gorge de plaisir, elle le remarque, son visage s’empourpre de nouveau, elle brosse le sol mais ses yeux sur mon sexe. Je me lève, mon caleçon déformer par mon sexe, fait semblant de remettre tout en place et me rassoit. Elle n’a pas loupé une miette. Moi j’ai une vu plongeante sur son décolleté ce qui ne fait qu’augmenter mon désir. “Allez je crois que c’est bon, je ne vois plus la tâche.” elle se lève et se dirige vers la salle de bains. “où vas tu?”, pas de réponse “où vas tu?” “Euh…je… euh.. vais.. nettoyer… euhh.. la salle eeuuuh.. de bain” “Reviens ici, le nettoyage de la salle de bains attendra”, elle vient se poser devant moi, je la regarde, la mate, je vois sa poitrine se soulever rapidement, elle se tord les mains dans tous les seins, le regard vers le sol ou sur mon sexe devenu tout dur et formant fièrement une bosse à mon caleçon. Je lui att**** le bras gauche, la tire vers moi, en trébuchant sa poitrine vient heurter mon visage, je reste un instant la tête enfouie dans ses formes généreuses, chaleureuses, et moelleuses. Je la pousse de côté, et s’affale contre le canapé, le dos tourné vers moi, son ventre sur mes cuisses. Elle tremble, tous ses muscles sont tendus. Je la fait patienter en admirant son corps, suivant du regard ses courbes, puis mes yeux restent aimantés à son derrière. Je pose un doigt sur son mollet et le fait remonter sous ses fesses, remonte sur sa courbure pour arriver au creux de ses reins. J’effectue le sens inverse. La chair de poule se propage le long de ses jambes. Elle possède une peau laiteuse, très douce. Je pose ma main en intégralité cette fois sur son mollet, redescends sur son pied, réemprunte le même chemin mais en m’attardant cette fois sur ses fesses. Elle aussi sont douces et fermes à la fois. Le tissus est toujours humide au niveau de la raie. Je remonte le long de son dos, je sens son corps se contracter encore plus fort. Je lui masse les épaules tendrement, je ressens un relâchement de sa part. Je continue ce masse, jusqu’à que je la sente totalement relâchée. Mes mains s’activent maintenant sur son dos, mes doigts les long de sa colonne vertébrale, j’entends de légers gémissement sortir des coussins du canapé, je la masse avec douceur et tendresse. Je guide mes mains vers ses jambes, elle tressaillit de nouveau et arrive à se détendre plus vite. Je continue toujours aussi doucement mais maintenant je lui masse les pieds. Une main affairée à son pied, l’offre je la balade de haut en bas, en évitant soigneusement de bien contourner ses formes. Sous l’effet des caresses mon sexe est tendu, coincé sous son ventre, je le contracte plus de temps en temps pour qu’elle sente mon excitation. Ayant finit avec ses pieds, je lui souffle dans le creux des reins, sur ses fesses, et ses jambes, ses gémissements reprennent. Enfin totalement détendue, je peux apercevoir les formes de son sexe au travers le baillement de son shorty. Mon sexe reprend de la vigueur, mon envie d’elle également. Elle bouge légèrement le ventre, je ne sais pas si c’est la position qui l’incommode ou parce qu’elle aime sentir se sexe durci contre sa peau. Ne pouvant plus résister, j’att**** à pleines mains ses fesses. Cela provoque chez elle un léger soulèvement de son buste tout en restant la tête enfoncée dans les coussins du canapé. Je lui malaxe les fesses, vigoureusement ou en douceur, alternant suivant les râles sortant de sa bouche, je les écarte, tire son shorty au maximum pour bien qu’il rentre dans sa raie et jouer ainsi avec son petit orifice. Je glisse une main entre le tringle formé par ses cuisses et ses fesses, je sens une chaleur sortir de son sexe, elle pousse un cri plus fort, un cri de surprise. Le tissus est trempé, imbibé, mais pas que de transpiration, je anadolu yakası escort sens son jus légèrement gluant. Je glisse mes doigts entre le tissu et vient effleurer ses grandes lèvres. Nouveau cri. Fou d’excitation je déchire son shorty, et se retrouve donc cul nu et à l’air, fesses faces à moi. Je replace une main entre ses cuisses lui soutirant au passage d’autres râles, l’autre sur ses fesses. Après avoir bien caressé sa fente, et senti se mouille imprégner mes doigts, j’en insère deux en elle. Elle mord le premier coussin à porter de main pour éviter de crier fort “huumm tu aimes ca on dirait”. Je les fais coulisser en elle, en sentant qu’elle contracte l’intérieur de sa chatte chaque fois que j’essaie d’aller plus loin en elle. Je lui claque une fesse d’un coup inattendu “laisse moi faire et prends ton plaisir”. Je coulisse mes doigts toujours en elle, les écartant de temps en temps pour comment se comporte la salope. Elle doit aimer ça car elle gémit de plus en plus. J’accélère le mouvement, et ressort mes doigts le plus loin possible pour mieux les rentrer. De la même main, je glisse le pouce dans sa raie pour venir taquine son œillet; elle serre ses fesses ce qui lui vaut une série de 5 fessées qui donnent un contrastent saisissant entre la blancheur d’une fesse et la rougeur de celle châtiée. Je lui tire les cheveux en arrière son visage écarlate sort des coussins, des larmes coulent sur ses joues “tu vois ce qui arrive quand tu ne te laisses pas faire petite allumeuse”, je lis la peur dans ses yeux, sa respiration est saccadée, elle ne peut s’empêcher de trembler. Je reprends la caresse de son anus, malheureusement pour elle recommence à serrer ses fesses empêchant toutes caresses; une autre série de fessées mais beaucoup plus fortes s’abat sur la même fesse qui passe au cramoisie. Elle n’ose me regarder, juste du coin des yeux, assez j’espère pour voir mon sourire lubrique. J’envoie une autre salve de fessées par surprise, une autre. Je passe mon pousse entre ses fesses, et viens lui titiller l’anus. Cette fois elle se laisse faire. Je vais coulisser mon pouce entre sa raie et mon index et mon majeur dans sa grotte. Elle tortille du bassin à chaque coup. Je me fais de plus en plus instant au niveau de son orifice rectal, je lui écarte une fesse de ma main libre, son anus est bien nervuré, je passe la bulbe de mon pouce dessus, je joue avec. Cindy porte une main à sa bouche pour retenir ses gémissements. “N’aies pas honte, c’est normal de prendre du plaisir par le cul”. Je lui maintiens toujours la fesse écartée, positionne ma tête au dessus de son orifice, et laisse couler de la salive qui vient se répandre contre. Toujours de mon pouce, je lubrifie son anus, apparemment toujours vierge, je recommence l’opération mais en lui crachant dessus maintenant. Je continue à lui chatouiller son trou, mes autres doigts toujours dans sa chatte dégoulinante, tellement dégoulinante que je peux entendre les bruits de succion de sa chatte avalent mes doigts. Je redirige mon pouce vers sa raie pour continuer à jouer avec son anus. Maintenant j’utilise l’ongle, son anus finit par pulser ce qui me permet de temps en temps de placer juste mon ongle en lui. La première fois elle n’a pu retenir un cri en douleur et plaisir. Après avoir encore une fois lubrifier son trou de salive, j’enfonce mon pouce jusqu’à la garde. Je le fait bouger dans son fion, de plus en plus vite, de plus en plus fort. Je suis drôlement excité, je n’arrive plus à m’arrêter. Déchainé, je continue de jouer avec ses trous, Cindy ne retient plus ses cris transformés en plaisir maintenant. Mes doigts, toujours enfoncés dans sa chatte sentent de plus en plus souvent de contraction, alors je la force à s’ouvrir en les écartant, Cindy bas l’air de ses pieds, j’en profite pour sortir mon pouce de son cul, qui est tout ouvert, et y introduire le majeur de mon autre main et l’enfonçait de toute sa longueur. Arrivé au bout, elle se raidit, se met à genoux, et son corps est transpercé de spasmes de jouissance. Ses seins ballotent dans tous les sens, son jus dégouline sur mes doigts, sur le canapé, de sa bouche sortent des rires, des râles des gémissements. Après le temps de la jouissance, et retombe sur mes cuisses, son corps tremble légèrement encore. Je glisse mes doigts hors de son sexe, elle frémit. Je fais de même avec mon majeur toujours dans son cul, elle gémit toujours. Je dépose un baiser sur son épaule, juste pour voir une dernière larme coulée sur sa joue et ses yeux se fermer pour une sieste. Sorti du canapé, je porte mes doigts imprégnés de cyprine à ma bouche. Je me délecte de son jus. Je retourne à ma chambre prendre une douche….Voilà le début de ma nouvelle vie de célibataire…..

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Straight Married Couple… Turned Swingers… PartSo, In this piece I am going to go a bit out of order… but on nights that the wife isn’t up for play with me, I often times have her tell this story in my ear, and it is one of my favorites. It definitely touches some of the complexities that this lifestyle can bring. We probably were swinging for about a year when this happened…Part 1https://xhamster.com/stories/straight-married-couple-turn-swingers-pt-01-934377Part 2https://xhamster.com/stories/straight-married-couple-turn-swingers-pt-02-935337No need for review of part 1 and part 2, as this story isn’t directly related…Drea and I have always been extremely secure in our relationship, even prior to our swinging cherry being broken. Often times she would take vacations without me, and I would keep the fort down. Well this was another one of those times, but this time was a little bit different… this was her first trip whilst being in this incredible lifestyle. She was going to a resort with some girlfriends that had virtually no cell phone service. She promised she would call me each day to update me on what she was up to, and we would just pay the long distance charges. She packed her bag, her bikinis, some formal clothes for a fancy dinner, and clubwear. For three days she packed 2 bags. “You know Drea, what would be super hot?” I asked.“What would that be babe?” “I think you should hook up with a girl, I know you can get any guy you try for, but a girl would be super hot….” Drea had been struggling with her sexuality in that manner… she loved having sex with women, but had a difficult time calling herself bi-comfortable, bi-curious or even bisexual. She was straight. A straight woman who enjoyed eating pussy, having her pussy eaten by long haired beautiful women, and had a favorite of tribbing with another woman (super hot to watch too). She often referred to it as the best foreplay she ever had…“I don’t know babe, I have a hard time hitting on girls.”I thought… hmm, maybe a compromise. We were still young in the lifestyle, and we had some jealousies that would pop up. “How about this… try your best for a girl… if you only have opportunities with a guy, I want you to just do soft swap” Soft swap is a term for only exchanging oral. She agreed, and said she didn’t even knowShe left early on a Thursday, and called me that night when she got to the resort. They were checking in, and I likely wouldn’t hear from her for tomorrow.Her second there, she called sometime after her dinner time. The friends she was going out with were totally vanilla, life long-friends that she would never try anything with. “Hey, I think I’m going to sneak out and go to the dance club they have on the resort tonight, I have heard it is really popular!” Drea gushed.Excited that she might get her flirt on, “That’s awesome babe! I hope you have a blast, flirt with a bunch of girls! ““I will do my best, I got to go…”————————–I feel it is important to note that this the highlight of my day. I was stuck at home, my friends and family busy.. So I was stuck to doing chores and trying to keep myself entertained. So of course, these calls were brief as they were long distance, and she was busy… and they costed of money. —————————I didn’t hear from her until the next day. It was a long night… anticipation… did she dance with girls… did she kiss a girl… did she make a move to hook up with one. Maybe she would hook up with a couple, that would be really hot too. I did my chores, tried to watch a few DVDs from our very large collection… And just was bored. It was her dinner time… still no call. Still waiting…After dinner.. Still… still waiting…It was getting close to 8, when finally my cordless phone rang by the pillow I was lying on. Finally, it was Drea.“Hey babe, sorry, we had a function at dinner time and I have been really busy.” … yes.. But what about your night last night I thought to myself…“Yeah dinner was good… I’ve been having a blast… and..” She began to kind of fade… in then with what was almost a mere whisper: “Babe last night was awesome, sorry the girls are around I can’t really talk… last night.. I danced, got drinks, and got to play with a hot guy a little even… I’m going to see him again tonight babe! Sorry, I got to go love you bye!!!”It karşıyaka escort is so vivid in my mind… the pangs of sincere jealousy.. Really?! What the fuck? You played with a guy? Here I am sitting at home by myself waiting to hear from you, and hear about your attempt to fuck a girl, and you go to a guy… I know, I was being pitiful and feeling sorry for myself… and the person I am today would throat punch that guy if I had a chance… but that was my reality at the time…So at any rate… I didn’t’ really get to talk to her again until she came home, which made everything heighten… Finally, she was home, and we got to talking…“So, babe, tell me about this guy…”Drea immediately began beaming with a smile, “Oh it was so hot, I wore the dress that only has one shoulder strap, the one that is super short… and the bartender kept giving me free drinks. Well, this guy, he also buys me a drink, and asks if I want to dance with him..” Her eyes danced with the lust and the reminiscing of it… (This picture below is Drea in a similar dress… the actual dress was sleeveless, with only one strap… but this is a good representation of what she looked like)“So we danced, I ended up going back to his room….”My jealousy boiled… “Did you play?”Suddenly she realized my discomfort… “Well… kind of… he kind of rubbed his cock against my pussy, but don’t worry, I finished him with a blow job!”I clenched my jaw… “Did he go inside of you at all?”She looked away..” Yes..”“I said soft swap…”I don’t remember if it was a day, a week or a month… but I was angered that she did more than we agreed upon.. (Again, today’s me would have throat punched that me.. Because it was amazing..)————————————After a while, my sulking finally had subsided… my wife and I were kissing each other passionately… “Hey, Drea…” My eyes locked with hers in the way you do when you are about to say something real. She nodded her head for me to continue… “Would you… tell me about it?”Her face went quizzical. This mistake she made had drove me nuts for a time, and now I am asking about it. She began to look to the side to collect her thoughts… drew a breath and..“No no, not now… I’ve been fantasizing about it… I’m jealous as hell about it.. It’s almost like you broke a rule, like.. You cheated… but how can we cheat when I told you to have fun, and we are swingers… but, can you maybe turn the lights out, act out what you did and tell me about it in my ear?”There were a few times I told Drea stories in her ear about high school football teams gang banging her, to which she would orgasm profusely. You see, I am the storyteller (hence these stories)… she never really had a knack for it…“I can try…”We went up stairs, undressed… and I layed down on my back… she kept her panties on… mounted me and began grinding her clit, through her now soaking panties, against my now hardening cock… this was hot for her… it was hot for me…She gave me a deep passionate kiss… It was almost as if I could feel her slightly trembling… nervous to tell me about it.“What do you want to hear?”“Just start from the beginning… tell me about sneaking out of your friends room…”Her lips neared my ear, she was breathing heaving from grinding on top of me… I reached down to pull her panties aside and enter. “No…” She grabbed my hand… “Not yet… trust me…”Moaning she told me about how after everyone went to bed, she put her sexiest dress on in the bathroom only using a flashlight pointed at the ceiling. She wore this amazing red dress, went midway down her thighs, my favorite red thong, some pasties to cover her always amazingly erect nipples, and no make up yet. This dress was amazing, it had a slight shimmer to it, not glitter or sequins, but some shiny thread… It wasn’t entirely low cut, but only had one inch wide shoulder strap, and the other side cut down below her armpit… As she moves in this dress her further exposed breast often times would bulge out ever so slightly with a little side boob. It was of my favorites. She she creeped out of the room, a purse and shoes in hand. Tip toed far enough away to a bench where she then put her shoes on, and rushed towards the club. The first bathroom she saw she snuck in and did her makeup. Beautiful buca escort red lips and mascara… nothing else. Drea was blessed with a gorgeous complexion. Not a complexion that was always clear or unblemished… but she had a natural rosieness to her cheeks. Big beautiful blue eyes, and a smile for days. You never have to guess when she is orgasming, because her face glows a gorgeous shade of pink, and her nipples can cut glass… She told me how she first got to the club, and immediately locked eyes with a few guys looking for pickups. She flirted, danced some… had a bunch of drinks bought for her. The bartender was even asking for her number. She gave it to him, kissed him a bit and moved on. She danced with a few girls, and that was fun, but there was one person in particular that she enjoyed watching her. An above average, thin man with a decent muscle build… he bought her a drink, so she came and asked him if he would like to dance.She told me about how much chemistry they had… and she writhed on my lap kissing my ear as she explained to me how they pressed their hips together, teasing each other. I so wanted to press my throbbing cock inside her, and attempted to put it in her again…She swiveled her hips away, rubbed the tip of my cock with her clit through her panties and moaned, “Not yet baby… not yet…”So the guy at the club invited her to his room, and she said the entire walk to the room they would throw each other up on a wall to makeout and grope each other some. She’d reach in his pants, and he would slide his hands up her skirt. They got caught being hot and heavy in the elevator, which they just laughed off.Finally they made it to his room. He opened the door, and she was about to throw herself on him, flush with arousal and ready to fuck…..His roommate was there. They talked for a bit, and Drea began kissing his ears and neck. She didnt’ care if the roommate watched, she didn’t even care if he joined… But her new friend seemed nervous.. After a few minutes, the roommate got uncomfortable with Drea’s mood, and left, saying “Take the sock off the door when you are done…”As soon as he left, her new friend turned and accepted her embrace. They tasted each other, their hands went beneath each other’s clothes eager to feel each others naked bodies. (Drea while moaning this into my ear began digging her nails up and down my body, and dry fucking me even harder). Drea explained: “I went down on him babe. He had such a nice hard cock babe. It was beautiful. He sat on the ground and grabbed my hips. He turned me away because he wanted to watch my ass as he entered into me…But babe… I remembered what you said… I tried… so.. “ She paused, took her thong off and flipped around on me and layed with her back and ass against me “This is what it was like babe.. After I went down on him, He lifted me down to him like this… As I saw my wifes fantastic ass lowering to me, I lined up to penetrate. With a lean and a flick of her hips, my erection glanced off of her pussy, past her clit and in front of her. She Leaned back so our heads were nearly side to side..“He was taller than you babe… so when we were like this, I was able to make out with him more” She explained straining to give me a kiss. “ It was so hot… I was rubbing my clit feeling his beautiful cock slide between my legs… I used my thighs to fuck his hard cock… it felt so good. We made out, moaning into each other.. I… I couldn’t help myself babe, I grabbed his cock and pressed it against my clit… against my pussy, so I can feel it slide across my entry…” As she explained she began doing the same for me… My cock rubbed between her ass cheeks, and to her wet pussy… and she arched to try and rub her clit against my cock…“Um.. don’t be mad at me for saying this…” I still had some confidence issues about playing at this time. “He was a lot bigger than you, so When he slid between my pussy, I could feel the head of his cock go against my pussy, and slide against me clit, I was using his cock to press against my pussy, and circle my clit.. He was teasing the hell out of me…. He didn’t try to shove it in, we just rode each other like that… “Her breath was deepining… reliving the story with me was hot… so hot that the jealousy pang when she told me this guy was bigger than izmir escort bayan I was didn’t matter. I hadn’t penetrated my wife yet, however grinding me with her wet pussy and telling me this story made her climax… hard… my hands drifted up to her nipples.. Sure enough her nipples were incredibly hard.. I knew her face was flushing that gorgeous shade that it does when she orgasms… I hadn’t even entered her, and I thought I might be cumming soon.“After a while… our strokes got longer… his head was right at my entry… it felt so good baby.” She moaned, “At first it would just stop and linger… then slide back to graze my clit again… then we’d press into each other… he felt my wet against his tip.. It drove us both crazy… but he would again slide it against my clit. I wanted it in me so bad.”“Did you guys put a condom on?” I hated to ask if she followed one of our basic rules… “No baby, neither of us even thought of it.” She replied… making my cock even harder despite my jealousy. The naughtiness was absolutely euphoric, and erotic.“When he brought his tip to my entrance again, I arched my hips towards his cock and pressed his head towards me with my hands… I was cumming so hard, so badly wanting to feel him enter inside me. He was teasing my wet entry give just enough pressure to make me….”She came on me again reliving her story, our bodies now oiled with our own sweat from the heat of the moment.“We both did it baby… My hand pressed his cock against my opening, I arched my hips.. And he gifted me pushing his thick head in just a little bit… I came so big on it… he kept taking it back out and teasing my clit. I kept remembering what you asked, but baby it was so hot.”“Did he fuck you baby?” My jealousy and arousal was mutual… but I felt like I was going to burst as she told me her story, miming it with my cock that was too small to do it the way she remembered…“MMM I didn’t mean to baby…. But the next time he pressed in me a little, I grabbed his hips from behind me, and pulled hard… I inched his cock slowly, and deeply… I rode him baby, I came all over him… It didn’t last very long.. I felt his cock swelling, I knew he was going to cum. So I jumped to my knees, took it all in my mouth vigorously.. “ As she was telling me about taking his cum in his mouth, she flipped around to face me and ride me. Drea always has a talent for making me cum nearly on command while on top of me. She moaned, “He came in my mouth baby, he tasted sweet.” That was enough for me, I shot my load deep inside my slutty wife’s hot, wet pussy.After a few seconds for us to recover she laughed: “I think I even came feeling him cum in my mouth… I was pretty drunk… he might have been fingering me too” She laughed at her own description.Now I have always had a bit of a cum fetish… but Drea is not a cum slinger, much to my disappointment, which is one of the beauties of the lifestyles because Drea is able to gift me with playing with girls who *are* cum slingers. So I coyly asked: “So, did you spit or swallow” She slapped me jestingly: “You’d be proud of me… I let it pour out of my mouth, down on to my breasts and played with it..” She paused.. “Then I ran to the bathroom and wiped it off and showered as quickly as I could.Of the more interesting notes of this experience… that was one of two nights Drea went out on this vacation. I often ask her what she did the second night, and to this day, she can’t remember if this story was a compilation of the two nights, or if she just forgot the second night. Maybe she got roofied, which I laugh to myself… why? She puts out? Why roofie her lol. This experience was actually difficult for me to fully get over… even after this amazing story she would tell me, I would find myself dwelling on how she broke our rules… I would feel cheated… and I blame that in part for her shutting her mind down on the details of the second night, and in actuality, many details of the first night. She doesn’t even remember the guys name, although she had it programmed in her phone and they planned to meet up again as he only lived a few hours away. The point of including this is, These experiences aren’t something that just go all positive all the time. It takes tons of communication, tons of trust, and a willingness to let go. I am totally at a different spot than I was before… I honestly get super turned on when Drea “Breaks the rules”. But we will have more on that later. Hope you all enjoyed, In the process of figuring out a part 4. Feel free to shoot out a few topical ideas, and if we did it, I will write about it!

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Ma promenade a Trois-RivieresEn vacances, je décide d’aller me promener en Mauricie. je trouve un motel a Louiseville, petite marche dans le coin. Le lendemain, je prends le chemin de Trois-Rivieres avec le vélo. je me trouve une place pour stationner la voiture, débarque le vélo et pars a la découverte de la ville. je longe les rues a la découverte de belles maisons, l’architecture, la beauté de la nature, bang, une crevaison. Je pousse un bon gros sacre,- voyons jeune homme, sacré, ne regleras pas votre problemeJe me retourne pour jeter un regard qui veux dire de quoi je me mele, un homme que je dirais pres de 70 ans, je me retiens de dire quoi que ce soit. il est assis sur son devant de maison sur le gazon,- venez ici que je vous aide a reparé votre crevaisonA l’ombre sera mieux quand plein soleil, je m’approche karşıyaka escort et commence a défaire la roue.- par une belle journée si chaude, bouteille d’eau ?- oui merciIl revient avec deux bouteilles, m’en tend une.- merci- d’ou venez-vous comme cela- MontréalJe termine la réparation et m’apprete a quitter- jeune homme aimeriez-vous faire une petite saucette avant de partir- merci mais je n’ai pas de costume- nous sommes venus au monde nus, vous savez ?Je regarde cet homme d’un certain age me demandant ou il veut en venir- une baignade et c’est tout, et pis tout le tour de la cour, il ya une haie de huit pieds de haut, alors discrétion garantieIl est vrai que je ne dirais pas non a la piscine- d’accord, merciSa maison est petite mais tres jolie. Il me dit de mettre mon vélo au garage buca escort et de le suivre par le coté de la maison pour pénétrer dans le jardin, de toute beauté. une rocaille m’acceuille avec de magnifiques fleurs et la piscine creusée- vous pouvez vous déshabillés, des garcons nus, j’en ai vus plusieursJe le regarde a nouveau avec un point d’intérrogation, Je me retourne de lui pour me déshabiller et me glisse a l’eau- et puis cela fait du bien ?- oui merci monsieur- monsieur, monsieur, Raoul- enchanté , moi c’est DominicJe m’offre quelques longueurs,- auriez-vous une serviette- sortez de l’eau et laissez-vous sécher par le soleilComme il est si charmant et que je ne veux pas le froiser, je sors timidement de la piscine. Je vois ses yeux s’ouvrir au maximum, il se leche les babines. je m’assieds izmir escort bayan sur une chaise qui se trouve a quelques pieds de lui. il se leve prend sa chaise et s’approche de moi, en fait il s’installe en face de moi. Il me sourit et dépose une main sur ma cuisse, je n’ose bouger, il dépose son autre main sur mon autre cuisse, il salive de plaisir. Doucement, je vois ses mains qui remontent tres lentement sur mon entre-jambe, je n’y peux rien, ma queue leve lentement mais tres surement.- vous avez une tres jolie queue Dominic- heu et bien merci- est-ce qu’un homme vous avez déja touché ?- oui monsieur- surement pas d’un homme de mon age- oui mon…, heu, oui Raoul- ah oui ?- oui et il était tres gentil et tres douxDevant moi il se met a genoux et dirige sa bouche sur mon manche qui ne demande pas mieux. Sa langue contourne mon gland qui gonfle, ma tige s’infiltre dans sa bouche. il commence sa fellation avec force, ce qui m’amene a jouir rapidement. il sourit tout en avalant toute ma sauce. il me nettoie bien la tige.- merci Dominic, c’était bien bon, court mais tres bon- merci a vous

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Father DanFather DanI have been a priest almost thirty five years in the beginning I was living as any faithful priest should be then after about three years I started to have unhealthy feelings I mean that I was having thoughts about what is was like to have sex again . I had plenty of sex before I became a priest I screwed my cousin when I was fifteen and I thought she might be pregnant turned out she wasn’t so I screwed her ever chance I had but I used a condom after that and we both really enjoyed it . When her parents found out they demanded that I either go to jail or become a priest so here I am . It all started when I was taking confession from a young girl around ten years of age when she said that she had been learning to suck her brother’s cock and that she liked it a lot and wanted to know if it was evil in God’s eyes . My mind started to race when I asked her if was going to do it again and she said that she would love to have sex again only maybe with someone else older . I said what is your name c***d , Nancy she said how long have you had these thoughts I asked . Ever since I heard my parents having sex my father was eating her pussy and my mother was making a ton of noise when she came I heard her say that she was going to suck all of the cum right out of his balls and drink it all down to her stomach. So I guess it has been about a month now and I can’t get these feeling out of my head.I knew that I had to ask this little girl if she wanted to have sex with an older man now? Yes she said but I don’t know who to ask ? Well I’m willing to help you just to make sure that no harm will come to her something not so sure with anyone else that would be so. Oh would you thank you so much I have been practicing with my brother every day since that night I heard my parents having sex . Both of my parents work and they leave us alone for most of the day , so I suck my brother off as soon as they karşıyaka escort leave for work and at least three more times before my parents come home . I just wish that he would at least try to lick my little pussy because from what I heard my mother say just how good it felt , I want to feel that way too. I knew right then and there this was going to be my first taste of pussy in a very long time . Best of all this ten year old girl was wanting it as much as I did. So I asked Nancy if she could return here on Monday next so that I could lick her pussy for her if she wanted me too. Really I would love that and can I suck your cock too . Why yes my c***d you may . What time do you want me here Father Dan ? How does nine o’clock sound is that to early ? Perfect Nancy said my parents leave before six and I suck off my brother around seven and he has baseball practice on Monday morning so that will work . The weekend just seem to drag services seem to take forever and my mind kept thinking about Nancy’s lips around my cock and how much I was going to enjoy this , I wondered just how much of my cock she could take down her throat . I really didn’t expect her to take down all eleven inches but I was going to get as much in as I possibly could without choking her to death . I still remember what pussy tastes like and how much my cousin liked her pussy eaten so a bonus for me and Nancy she gets her pussy eaten and I get to fill her stomach with years worth of cum hope she is ready for this .Monday finally arrive and Nancy was right on time I asked how she got here and she said that she rode her bike it was only six or seven blocks and no busy intersections to cross . Thank the lord for that I said come on in and we will go to my office she followed me like a puppy dog when we got to my office I closed the window shades and locked the door there is a small room in the back where I buca escort can catch a nap so that’s where we headed . Once inside I asked if she wanted to suck my cock or have her pussy eaten first ? Nancy said that she knows what it’s like to suck cock so if I didn’t mind could she have her pussy eaten first . OK lets get you out of those clothes . Nancy removed her clothes in record time and lay down on the small bed she spread her legs as wide as she could I moved between her legs and placed my hands on her thighs as my tongue attached to her clit it must have felt like an electrical shock to her because she almost jumped right off the bed . Her hand reached the back of my head and pulled me deeper I took that as a good sign and began to lick her hard and fast she began to moan then she started to moan louder so I placed my hand over her mouth to muffle the noise.I only licked her for a couple of minutes before she grabbed the side of the bed a screamed into my hand her juices flowed from her little slit as I gulped it down my tongue still searching for more . Nancy now gasping for air started to come down from her massive orgasm eyes closed tightly breathing hard heart racing . I continued to lick softly and each time I touched her clit she would jump and hold her breath for an extra second . Oh wow that was the best feeling I’ve ever had it felt like I peed a little bit , no that was your cum juice and I loved it I said . I know you enjoyed it as much as I did . I have got to get my brother to eat me . Well if he doesn’t you just come back here and see me and I will be very glad to eat you again. Oh thank you Father Dan I will. So now that I’ve had my first orgasm how about I suck your cock now , there was no way I could argue with that so I said thought you would never ask. I stood up Nancy got to her knees and unbuckled my belt then unzipped my pants and removed my pants completely izmir escort bayan my cock pointed right straight at her face . Wow it’s so big not really sure just how much I can get in my mouth , just do the best you can I said and I will help you if you want . Nancy nodded as she started licking the head of my cock I could tell that she was a quick learner remembering that she had said she has been sucking off her brother for at least a month she definitely learned a few tricks in that short amount of time . I put my hand on the back of her head and pushed forward as I pulled her towards me she took half of my cock without any problems so I encouraged her to try and take more . I quickly learned that she had no gag reflex as my cock went right down her throat her chin resting on my balls I backed out about half way before she pulled me deep again , all nine inches I pumped my cock back and forth as she held on to my ass with both hands not letting me get away until I filled her stomach with all of the pent up cum from years without emptying my balls . I think she wanted it as much or more than I did and I gotta tell you that I wanted it really bad . I could feel my nuts start to tighten so I said to Nancy get ready here it comes I held her head steady as I felt the cum rush out my shaft and flood her mouth she backed off slightly as she started to swallow my cum as fast as she could I must have filled her mouth at least six times with her swallowing each time just to keep up, as the volume of cum slowed her hand palming my big balls I looked into her eyes and saw them sparkle as a huge grin crossed her face , she kissed the head just before she released it then wiped her chin to catch a small amount of cum that had escaped her mouth . It felt like ten years worth of cum had just been released from my body and my legs felt weak . I sat down next to her when she looked at me and said that she was still a virgin but desperately wanted a cock deep in her cunt and ass . I was completely drained so I asked her if she could come back another day and at that time I would take her virgin cunt or her virgin her choice . How does tomorrow sound Nancy said , fine by me same time ?

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Personne ne peut savoir parfois ce qui se passe daAnnée 199… Sur l’autoroute de Balt…. , je remarquais des choses incroyables! Des mecs, et des gonzesses sans slip, habillées d’un manteau de fourrure pour pratiquer tous les sports sexuels, à savoir, fellations, cunnilingus et autres scènes que je voyais à l’aide d’une paire de jumelles.Des hommes, et puis des jeunes dont l’âge moyen correspondait à environ la trentaine, et bien entendu des hommes en uniformes et des hommes matures, s’exhibant devant les mecs ou les femmes, et secouant leur bite pour éjaculer facilement vu toutes les partouzes que cette aire de repos et pas seulement l’unique car lorsque mon petit ami me demandait de venir avec lui vers d’autres lieux ou d’autres aires, cela me donnait souvent l’envie de me masturber rien qu’en voyant les beaux mecs donner des coups de langues sur les clitoris pour en récolter le jus quitte à mettre leur bite pour gémir et jouir.En somme, ce joli coin, j’en ai gardé un bon souvenir et je vais vous dire lequel.J’en profitais car l’été karşıyaka escort était bel et bien là. J’avais pris au hasard une capote car me connaissant, je devais savoir ce qui allait se passer. Le camion de mon petit ami, Hervé, un bear de 40 ans (barbe qui plaît aux hommes car amateur de fellation), s’était fait contrôler car une lampe de son camion avait grillé, mais rassurez-vous : son camion n’était pas borgne et moi non plus, car l’occasion était présente et moi, j’en avais profité pour glisser ce préservatif dans son portefeuille. Quatre hommes en uniforme étaient présents et ils se sont mis à l’interroger et lui ont exigé les documents.Ensuite, ils lui ont demandé d’autres certificats à l’appui pour savoir si son camion était en règle et lui ont demandé sans scrupules, qui était cette personne (moi) et que faisait-elle.Nous lui avons répondu que nous nous connaissions depuis la frontière franco-….. et que nous étions amis depuis… Le premier homme en uniforme lui demanda son permis. Mon copain buca escort lui donna ses documents qui étaient dans un revêtement plastifié mais lorsque cet homme de loi s’était aperçu que le préservatif était à l’intérieur, il avait tout de suite compris et nous demanda si parfois, la chasse à la queue ou autre était bonne.Nous lui avons répondu tout en étant discret que les heures creuses amélioraient parfois la présence de mecs et avons répondu que nous n’étions point des pervers, seulement, lorsqu’un mec voulait des faveurs sexuelles ou être satisfait, cette aire était le meilleur moyen de nous relaxer et d’accompagner le plaisir.Rien qu’en voyant le préservatif, le premier homme en uniforme était avec un supérieur hiérarchique car le second lui dit que s’il était prêt à être sucé pour lâcher sa dose, il nous exonérait pour la lampe grillée et comme il était très sympa, il nous disait lui-aussi d’enlever les slips pour nous sucer : nous étions alors six.Les suces étaient ainsi : le problème était qu’il n’y avait izmir escort bayan qu’une capote mais nos zigounettes étant propres, les deux premiers mecs, nous les avons sucés pour une durée de 10 minutes et jetèrent leurs liquides ensuite grâce à nos langues et ils aimaient bien la suce car nous étions à la pratiquer depuis plusieurs années.Il en était aussi pour les deux autres, et qui, bien avant d’être sucés, ils se la tournaient, jusqu’au moment où leur bite venaient se fourrer dans nos bouches jusqu’à la gorge : ils gémissaient car ils disaient que ça les chatouillaient et enfin ils jetèrent leur liquide tant ça les chatouillaient.Puis, en guise de récompense, les quatre hommes se mirent eux-aussi à tâter nos couilles et glands et nous étions prêts à être leur “proie”, ils nous disaient d’écarter nos jambes et se mirent à nous lécher partout jusqu’au pubis et s’amusaient avec leur langue fourrée à nous sucer le gland, ce qui nous donna aussi l’envie de cracher comme un litre de lait.L’heure étant venue et s’étant prononcés, ils nous dirent que le paiement était facultatif et qu’en contre partie, exonérés. C’est la devise des hommes en uniforme.La morale : voilà l’autre façon de payer : en nature. C’est la mode d’aujourd’hui.Par ALLIGATIN. Histoire imaginaireRemarque : pas de copie sans mon consentement.

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PART 3 Petit à petit l’oiseau fait le nid du couc

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PART 3 Petit à petit l’oiseau fait le nid du coucPARTIE 3Par la suite, on entend de gros bruits de succion du bébé et Michel de dire : Hé bien la petite est bien gourmande aujour hui. Anne : Oui grosse faim la petite ou il me manque du lait La soirée se termine en banalités et notre bon papi Michel retourne chez lui.Moi : Enfin parti il est collant papi Michel et se mêle un peu trop à mon gout à notre vie privée. Et je le trouve très proche de toi Anne : Tu ne vas pas être jaloux de papi Michel il est très gentil et m’aide beaucoup je ferais comment sans lui ? Alors Serge ne te mêle pas de cela et en plus tu n’es jamais la pour m’aider. Et je suis contente qu’il m ai trouvé quelques heures à faire.Moi : Au fait tu pourrais être plus discrète quand tu donnes la tétée, j’ai vu Michel il avait un regard bien dirigé sur tes seins.Anne : Arrête c est pas la première fois qu’il me voit ainsi et cela ne le dérange pas. Et arrête de chercher des histoires ou il n’y en a pas. D être coincé à la maison ne te réussit pas.Moi : Excuse-moi, tu dois avoir raison je deviens fou à rester ici avec mon plâtre. Heureusement je reprends le travail dans 2 jours La suite de ce récit c’est Anne qui me la racontait plus tard, bien plus tard un soir ou nous avons fait un point sur notre couple et notre vie communeLe lundi dès mon départ au travail à 8H00 papi Michel est venu voir Anne. Michel sans frapper est entré chez nous. Anne était en train de donner la tétée du matin comme à son habitude Michel : Bon il était temps que ton mari reprenne le travail, on a du temps à ratt****r ma belle et quelques mises au point à faire vite fait ma belle. Ta vie va changer on a terminé de s’amuser. Petites mises au point ; Tu ne m’appel plus papi Michel sinon je te vire de chez moi et tes heures de ménages terminus. Quand je viens chez toi devant ton mari tu me vouvoie karşıyaka escort et sans que je te demande tu me sers mon wiski serré et tiens la de suite tu vas m’en servir un.Anne : Oui c’est compris et excuses moi. Je te sers quand j’ai terminé la tétée de la petite.Michel : Non de suite je n’attends pas moi tu la pose elle traitera plus tard ta gourmande. Autre chose ta tenue à l’intérieur quand je suis la n est pas une tenue de femme accueillante et serviable alors allez vite en tenue ma belle et en plus avec le pognon que cela m’a couté tes tenues tu pourrais au moins par respect les mettre. La petite Loanne est laissée dans le berceau et Anne file se changer sans un mot et sert vite le whisky.Michel : Au fait ta lopette de mari tu vas jouer longtemps encore avec lui. Il voit rien et remarque rien ? Quel cocu celui-là, cocu et aveugle mais bon c’est ton problème. Il ne voit pas tes changements même physiques, tes gros tétons que j’ai travaillés, ta nouvelle coupe de cheveux, tes talons que tu portes maintenant, ta chatte totalement épilée. Anne : De retour habillée d’une simple nuisette rouge très transparente et très serré ou les seins sont comprimés mais avec les gros tétons excités que l’on voit par transparence avec des bas autocollants couleurs chair et mules à talons transparents. Anne : Bon Michel tu ne vas pas me parler de Serge non ? Au fait on voit pour les détails pour les ménages à faire et j’espère être bien payée Michel : Là je te reconnais bien ma petite Anne question argent là tu ne fais pas ta mijaurée tu aimes trop l’argent toi, mais j’aime cela jouer avec toi en te tenant par l’argent et je l’ai très vite compris avec toi que tu aimais trop l’argent et que même si tu dois coucher cela te gêne pas. Bon assez parlé, maintenant que j’ai mon verre je vais m’installer dans le buca escort canapé et tu vas te occuper de moi tu as-tu retard et de petites dettes à régler ton fainéant de cocu de mari à casser le rythme que nous avions pris. Allez viens téter et Michel fit tomber sa salopette ou il était totalement dessous. Le bon papi Michel avait au fil du temps bien changé et physiquement Anne pouvait voir et admirer tous les détails, un bon gros ventre rond, un ventre de bière et dessous une queue très épaisses avec gros gland pas très longue mais larges avec de très grosses couilles et très pendantes (comme je porte rarement de slip et depuis longtemps cela fait que les couilles sont à l’air frais et peuvent se balader et pendouiller a leurs aise et non retenus dans un STG à queue)De suite Anne c est installée face à lui et c est mise à genoux entre ses jambes et a commencée à embrasser sa queue son gland qu’il a décalotté immédiatement comme à son habitude Et de commenter Michel alors il t a manqué ton biberon allez tete tête ma belle comme ta petite Loanne qui tiens déjà de toi à téter tes seins comme une gourmande Tiens sorts tes mamelles pleines de lait et viens caresser ma queue ma belle. Alors, ta fille te tête trop les mamelles ou tu n’as plus trop de lait ma belle. On va arranger cela cet après-midi, tu sais que moi je suis prioritaire et que j’ai besoin aussi de mes tétés et boire mon lait chaud sorti directement de tes mamelles ? alors je vais louer une pompe à lait en pharmacie et tu vas a partir d aujourd’hui te traire le lait de tes mamelles pour ta fille et je serais le seul à avoir droit de boire ton lait au sein et je veux te voir te traire 2 fois par jour cela va m’amuser et tu vas voir tu vas vite en avoir du lait et prendre plaisir à te traire comme une bonne vache laitière … et ainsi tes seins vont devenir izmir escort bayan de bons pis de vache . Au fait autre point les tétées tu en donneras à ta fille devant mes amis quand tu iras faire le ménage tu devras en arrivant te mettre en tenue de soubrette et donner la tétée devant les clients en souriant c’est bien payé alors je veux un soin particulier à tes prestations mais ne t’inquiète pas je serais souvent prêt de toi pour contrôler et t encourager a bien travailler pour te faire plein d’argent comme tu aimes. Bon je parle je parle alors tu en es ou avec ma queue tu veux ta giclée de foutre ma belle ? Tu la veux ou montre moi ? Coquine sur tes seins humm c’est bien mais je préfère la te faire une belle faciale pour commencer viens la que je te foutre ton visage avec tout l’argent que tu me pompes alors prends ça déjà ….. Et voilà la bonne grosse giclée de foutre épais qui s’écrase sur le visage d’Anne qui s’empresse d’ouvrir la bouche et de passer sa langue sur les lèvres pour att****r un peu de foutre au passage Pour ce matin c’est tout ce que tu auras, je vais te laisser, je viens te chercher à 14h00 on passera à la pharmacie puis nous irons voir tes futurs employeurs pour définir tes services et tarifs et ne me déçois pas c’est un entretien et casting d’embauche. Je veux te voir en tenue ma belle à 14H00 et le pharmacien aura droit de te voir aussi en tenue et peut être prochain employeur ou client le connaissant il devrait être intéressé. A 14H00 comme exigé par Michel j’étais prête et en tenue. Mules à talons fins translucides , bas autocollant couleur chair, mini jeans moulant , tee shirt jaune très moulant et court qui laissé apparaitre le bas du ventre presque le nombril et j’avais mis un stg d’allaitement avec ouvertures sur le devant faciles , j’avais attaché mes cheveux en queue de cheval et j’avais bien maquillé mon visage et trouvé un beau rouge a lèvre bien rouge . J’avais le couffin de la petite a portée de main prêt à partir. La sonnette retenti Michel sur le pas de la porte. Michel : Alors prête et en tenue, c’est bien, attends avant de partir je vais contrôler tout ça.

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Find Newbie678Title of this story is intentional to help people find my profile which for some reason doesn’t show on user search…Story was written for another user on spec about their wife:It’s All Business … Or Is It?Carly relaxed as the powerful engines roared to life and pressed her into her business class seat at the start of her transatlantic flight to New York. While she hadn’t traveled that much, she always got a thrill during takeoff. Not so much fear, as a sense of being under the control of the power of the plane. She could almost feel the pilot’s hand firmly gripping the throttles as he unleashed the roaring thrust of the engines and longingly wished his hand might unleash that same power within her. Carly was not your ordinary businesswoman.The morning had started as any other. She awoke next to her husband in their tidy home outside of London. As usual, he was pestering her with his incessant demands for sex. Although she loved him dearly, he just couldn’t get her off the way she needed. It wasn’t a lack of technique, or lack of equipment, and certainly not lack of desire – it was just that he was always there. She needed something different, something dirty, something dangerous. He knew she was heading across the pond and he knew she would be looking for that dirty, dangerous sex she craved – and she knew he knew it.Because this was a professional trip and she did have to work, she chose a relatively modest outfit. A darker shade of lipstick than she might otherwise have chosen that highlighted her high cheekbones, dark eyes and dark hair. This was paired with a skirted business suit and blouse that hugged her hourglass figure with the skirt just a little too short and the cleavage just a little too obvious. What this covered was a set of very racy lingerie featuring crotchless panties as well as her magnificent full color tattoo that started at the small of her back, worked its way sensually around her left ass cheek and continued down the back of her left leg, stopping just before her skirt did. Of course, she had packed some outfits of a completely different style….and was already thinking about when and where to break them out.Although the takeoff did excite her and she could feel some wetness beginning to form, she wasn’t much in the mood to engage the inevitable flirtations that came from the male passengers. She also didn’t relish dealing with the judgment and disapproval she would receive from most of the female passengers if she acted on them. Not that she cared what anyone thought, but when trapped in a metal tube at 35,000 feet…and there would be plenty of time. She knew that she could have any of them – including the flight attendants – begging for her, but just knowing she could, reduced the desire. She decided to relax with a few cocktails, although it was not yet 11:00 am at the time the flight departed.By the time the flight landed in New York, Carly was in a pleasant state of intoxication. She had decided not to wait any longer to begin her quest for satisfaction. After retrieving her luggage, she ducked into a handicap restroom – one of those large and private ones – to transform. She picked through her options and selected a very revealing, very busty cocktail dress and a thick collar-like black choker. She brushed out her hair, applied a new round of makeup with heavy mascara, eyeliner and accentuated cheekbones. She returned to her preferred bright red lipstick and large hoop earrings. She came out of the bathroom in her black, high-heeled boots looking like the party-slut she wanted to, but still with a hint of sophistication.Eschewing the taxi line, Carly summoned an Uber. When the driver came back as a middle-aged woman, she quickly cancelled the ride and tried again. This time she got someone more to her liking – “Chad”, a millennial young man in a bit of a beat-up vehicle. Someone who might know what she was looking for. When he arrived, she waited for him to load her luggage into the trunk, taking the opportunity to bend down and show both cleavage and ass as she pretended to help him. She noticed that he held the door for her to ensure he got another nice look as she climbed into the back seat – she was happy to oblige, making sure to accidentally hike her skirt up a bit.As the driver tried his best to keep his eyes on the road, rather than Carly’s luscious cleavage which she made sure was visible in his mirror, they began to chat. After the perfunctory inquiries about the flight, etc., Carly managed to turn the conversation in the direction she wanted. “What do you do for fun in this city? I’ve never been to New York before and I don’t know where the action is…” She slowly drew him out, enjoying the process of getting him to open up to her as they made their way through the heavy traffic. She found out that he was in a relationship with a woman, but that they were not always exclusive. He didn’t seem to have much experience with heavy stuff, but maybe knew some people who could point her in the right direction.When they started to get close to her hotel, Carly suggested that they find a quiet place so she could give him a nice tip. He was able to find an alley a few blocks from her hotel. Chad got out of the car and came around to the back. Carly scooted to the door and gave him a great view of her ample illegal bahis cleavage as she ran her hands over his rapidly growing bulge. She slowly worked his cock out and found herself faced with a rock-hard 8 inch cut cock – just what she had been longing for. She began licking the head while fondling his balls with the other hand. The fact that they were basically totally exposed in an alley just off a busy street added to the excitement. She began to take his head into her mouth and work it deeper. She sucked hard as she pulled her head back, never letting his cock out of her mouth and never breaking the suction – Carly loved giving blow jobs and was good at it. As his breathing increased, she worked her hand around the base of his cock and balls and squeezed hard. She wasn’t ready for him to cum and when he did, she wanted to feel it. The pressure on his balls increased the intensity for him and he grabbed her hair. She loved the feeling of him controlling her and the slight pain from his hands twined in her hair. She allowed him to set the pace as he face fucked her. She kept her grip on his balls and released only when she felt him swell and tense with impending orgasm. At that point she sucked hard and pulled back enough to feel the hot jets of his seed spray all around the inside of her mouth. She sucked and swallowed eagerly as he panted and tried to recover.Needless to say, Carly got Chad’s number and suggested that he keep his evening clear. She wasn’t interested in meeting his girlfriend, but said she might like to meet some other men – in private or in public. Chad’s assignment was to ditch his girlfriend for the evening and plan some fun. He chose to accept it! Carly planned to rest up in the afternoon to be ready for a busy night!Around 8:00, Carly roused herself and began to get ready. She started with a long, luxurious shower and shave. She loved to shave her legs, her arm pits and, especially, her pussy. The sensual feeling of smoothness there always aroused her. She looked forward to that smooth skin being roughed up by her lovers’ stubble, hard fingers and hard cocks. With her makeup touched up and her lips bright red, she was ready to head out. Her first stop was the hotel bar for a starter. She figured with her busty outfit and thick collar necklace, she wouldn’t have to pay for her drinks – and she was right. A parade of married businessmen was there to chat her up and offer to buy her a drink. She had a couple – drinks, that is, not businessmen – she was not looking for some tame, middle-aged man’s version of excitement. Carly was looking for Carly-level excitement… She called Chad.Chad did not disappoint. He arrived in his beater of a car, dressed roughly in jeans, a tee-shirt and a leather jacket. It was not particularly cold, but the leather looked natural on him and he carried it well. Carly asked where they were going and he shushed her, indicating that he had done his homework. After a few minutes of driving around, they arrived in a fairly seedy looking part of town with several bars within a couple of blocks. Chad parked and led Carly to a bar, with the odd name of “Charlie’s”. When they walked in, the few heads in the place turned. Carly was the only woman in the place, which was populated with rough looking younger men. Not the grizzled biker type, but younger guys, still a bit seedy though. Carly smiled as they walked to the bar. Chad ordered them drinks and they sat down at a table and chatted. Chad was clearly wondering what would happen next, but was trying his best to play it cool. The other patrons were also unsure of themselves, not wanting to be too forward, but not wanting to miss out, either.After a few drinks, Carly decided she needed to pee. She was sure the bathroom would be a mess and she wanted to spice things up a bit anyway… After leaving Chad, she picked out the lucky winner and sauntered over to a young stud and said, “You look like you are familiar with this place? Would you be a gentleman and show a lady around?” He was a bit taken aback at first by her British accent and request, but stood up and offered his arm to Carly and played it up well, “My pleasure, miss! My name is Dan. What aspects of this lovely establishment might I acquaint you with?” Carly leaned over and whispered something in his ear and his eyes widened. At this point everyone in the place had eyes only for Carly, wondering what was going on. When she was led to the back and through a door that led into the alley, everyone looked at each other and knowing smiles began to appear.When Carly and her escort reached a scrubby alley behind the bar, she immediately squatted down and took a powerful piss. Dan just stood there and watched, his cock growing hard with the strangeness of this sexy British woman who just walked in off the street and was now pissing at his feet. When Carly was done, she stood up, walked to him and put her arms lightly around his neck. In her sexy accent she said, “I seem to have forgotten my wipes. Could you, perhaps, assist me?” and with that she spread her legs and leaned back jauntily against the wall. Dan wasted no time in kneeling down and lifting her skirt. Thanks to her crotchless panties, his eyes were met with the lovely sight of Carly’s pussy, still damp from her monster piss. He got to work illegal bahis siteleri with his tongue and licked up all traces of piss he could find. Carly began to writhe and grind into his face and even more wetness was there for Dan to chase with his tongue. As Carly got hotter, she wanted more than his tongue. Abruptly, she stood straighter, then turned around and bent down with her hands against the wall of the building, her ass sticking out jauntily. Dan wasted no time on dropping his pants and flipping Carly’s skirt up onto her back. This gave him his first view of her glorious tattoo, visible even in the dim light of the alley. He whistled appreciatively, both for the tattoo and the sight of Carly’s ass.Dan grabbed his cock, about seven inches, but uncut and very thick and veined, and brought it to Carly’s pussy. Rather than slam into her, he took his time and teased her a bit. She would push back into him and in turn he would pull back, letting her get only a taste of his thick head. She turned and looked daggers at him, wanting what she wanted and wanting it now! He showed no reaction. Then he suddenly grabbed her around her collar/necklace with both hands and slammed into her hard, plunging his whole cock deep into her hot and wet pussy. It was thick and she involuntarily cried out, muffled by the strong hands around her throat. Dan was not stopping though and pulled back, only to go deep into her again and again. She was pushing back into him with every thrust and enjoying the fullness that came from his thick cock. As she looked around the dirty alley, the puddle of her piss nearby, the stranger’s hard cock ravaging her with her skirt flipped up, she knew this was where she wanted to be. The sheer dirtiness of it set her off and she clenched around Dan’s cock with a powerful orgasm. The sensation of her coming on his cock brought Dan to climax as well and he pressed into her and shot his spunk into her depths.Dan and Carly didn’t bother to straighten themselves out much before returning to the bar. When they entered, they were met with a round of applause – a little half-hearted from Chad. Carly walked up to the bar and her drink was poured for her before she got there. She took a long pull and sat back on a stool, her legs spread, skirt hiked up, and cum dripping pussy exposed. “Chad!”, she called, “Do you think you could clean this up for me, luv?” While Chad was hoping for more, but this was a fun place to start. As he buried his face in her pussy and began to clean up the cum, Carly took out her phone and tossed it to Dan. “Dan, luv? Will you take some nice shots of young Chad here for me hubby? And after that, maybe we can all think of some other things we can snap for him?” Dan began to snap some closeups of the remaining cum leaking from Carly’s snatch, making sure to get Chad licking her into the shots. God, he thought, what it must be like to be married to her!Carly had a couple of more drinks before deciding it was time for a change of venue. She collected Chad and announced to the room at large that she was heading for the next pub. As she stumbled out the door, she had two realizations. First, she was a little more drunk than she was planning – maybe pick a bar involving a little walk, and second, she had to piss again – perhaps a closer bar would be the better option! With these two contradictory thoughts in her head, she staggered off down the street with Chad, not noticing that Dan and several other patrons were following along.After two or three blocks, Carly’s internal battle came to a most unexpected conclusion. “Dammit, Luv! I have just got to take a pee – and not a loo in sight.” Carly stopped in the middle of the sidewalk and prepared to squat and pee. “Wait!” Yelled one of the rough gentlemen from the bar. Surprised, Carly looked up and saw the five or six men surrounding her. “If you are going to pee on the street in our city, you have to at least put on a good show.” Carly was in no position to refuse.She decided that if this was to be a show, then she would have to really show. First, she removed her skirt and handed it to Chad. She then did a slow pirouette for the crowd, making sure to show of her tattoo in the dim light. She then began to stroke herself, running her hands up from her knees, along her thighs and onto her midriff. She then massaged her bladder, making sure each man, staring hungrily at her, saw just how full and distended it was. As she pressed on her bladder, a moan escaped her lips and the merest hint of urine began to drip from her. She repeated this until she, and her audience could take no more. She leaned back slightly and let loose with a strong jet of pee that noisily splashed against the sidewalk. But she was not done, not Carly, she continued to rub herself, this time bringing her hands down to her crotch on either side or her pussy and pulling back the lips to expose her urethra. With this, she pressed her hips forward and aimed high, releasing a mighty jet of hot pee that easily hit the nearest bystanders. As she finished, there was a round of applause that must have seemed out of place to passers-by on the other side of the street who did not have the good fortune to participate.With her bladder taken care of, Carly continued her walk to the next bar – completely forgetting, canlı bahis siteleri or not caring, to put her skirt back on. That was how a half naked, tattooed, dripping Carly entered a bar, followed by six of seven young men, some of them wet themselves. The sparse crowd in the new bar could not help but fall silent. “What is everyone lookin’ at?” yelled Carly in her British accent. “Ain’t none of you blokes seen a thirsty lady before?” Before she could reach the bar, several men had offered her their drinks and being the lady that she was, Carly had at least a sip of each one.After quenching that part of her thirst, Carly said to the room at large, “Well, I said I was thirsty. This liquor is nice and all, but that wasn’t quite what I meant. Any of you lads fancy a blow? Because I sure fancy some cum!” As if her words were magic, half a dozen pants hit the floor and Carly gazed at the hard cocks on display, selecting her first. She chose a large, uncut cock attached to a nice looking lad sitting on a bar stool. She bent over and went to work, sucking like the pro that she was. As she worked the cock into her throat, another man approached her from behind and began to stroke her legs and ass, tracing the arc of her tattoo. When she did not object, he lined up and drove his rod into her pussy. She didn’t break stride sucking, but did begin to push back in rhythm with the cock pounding her from behind. The man on the stool gently slid off so that he was standing and could fuck Carly’s face and jam his cock deep into her throat. Carly was being spit roasted by two strangers in a bar – she was in heaven.Eventually, she got the better of the two men, but they were replaced by others. It must have been at least an hour before Carly no longer had a hard cock to suck or fuck. There was cum in her hair and all over her tits and face, as well as a generous pool on the floor between her legs. It was then that Megan made her appearance.Megan was known to most of the men in the bar, but of course was a stranger to Carly. While Megan is a name that brings visions of cute, pig-tailed girls, the Megan was quite something else. Dominating, is probably the only adjective that really fit. But dominating both physically and with her presence. Megan was a large woman, but not roly-poly fat. More like the stereotypical ‘big boned’ – just solid, but still with some feminine curves. However, feminine curves or not, it was clear that Megan was a lesbian. As Megan approached her, Carly was not quite sure what was about to happen. Had she broken some taboo? Was Megan angry? Megan had that effect on people. “Like your cocks, do you now? Like your cum, too, I see.” Megan said as she slowly walked around Carly, taking her in completely. “Nice of these fellows to get you all warmed up for me. You are a pretty thing, aren’t you? And looks like you know it – and know what to do with it.”Carly was both offended and proud, and a little bit scared. She was used to being in charge, and suddenly, she was very much NOT in charge. She found out just how much not in charge she was as Megan walked up to her and spanked her pussy. Once. Hard. Pain flashed through Carly’s brain like a short-circuit, but she didn’t move and didn’t make a sound. Smack, smack, first one, then the other of Carly’s breasts received a slap from Megan’s palm. There was silence in the room, everyone watching, enthralled, and starting to get hard again.Megan was behind Carly now. She reached around her with one arm and with the other she pulled Carly’s wrist behind her back and marched her to a table where she lay Carly down. She then began to rub her hands over Carly’s cum covered body. Gentle now, in sharp contrast the to slaps she had just administered. As she got to Carly’s well used and slippery pussy, she inserted a finger, then a second and began to rub. Carly had had many experiences, but being rubbed off by a bull dyke in a bar surrounded by men who had just fucked her was a new one. But it was one she was starting to enjoy. Megan knew what she was doing. As Carly started to respond, Megan inserted a third finger and increased her pace. Carly began to moan and writhe on the table. Several men came over for a closer look, their cocks in their hands. Megan began to move her hand and wrist around the outside of Carly’s pussy, coating them with her juices and the cum that was still there. Once she was well lubed, she inserted a fourth finger and began working her fist into Carly. This was another new experience for Carly – not that she was fully aware of what was happening – she was focused on the sensations coming from her pussy, her head thrown back and a continuous series of moans coming from her throat. Megan finally worked her whole hand into Carly and started to really let her have it. Her fist pounding Carly’s G-spot and filling her pussy like it had never been filled before. Suddenly, Carly let out a primal scream and moan all mixed up and her whole body spasmed. At that moment she erupted with a visible squirt that soaked the front of Megan’s shirt. With this, two or three of the men standing around her let go with their own orgasms, once again coating Carly’s body with their cum. The other onlookers quickly followed suit.As Megan finally withdrew her hand, Carly, shaking all over, thanked her for the most intense orgasm she had ever had. She also thanked the men for the cum, in all her holes and painted across her body. But most of all, she thanked Chad for taking her back to her hotel so she could sleep and sleep. Satisfied and sated. For now, at least….

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