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1st time double penetrationTime for my yearly check up with Dr. Woods. I love my doctor, I have been seeing him for several years. There has never been anything sexual with us, but I have caught him staring at me at times. Any woman would know how that is when a man looks at them a certain way. I also know any woman would love to be his patient! He is 6 foot 2, brown eyes, and silky wavy brown hair that you would love to just run your fingers through! Muscular with 6-pack abs. I’ve heard many women talk about him, but none I knew conquered him yet.This appointment was going to be different; I was making my husband go as punishment for what he did a few days ago. I had gone with him for his appointment and he embarrassed the heck out of me! My husband and Dr. Woods are buddies since high school and could nearly pass as twins. My husband went a little overboard at his visit discussing our sex life with Dr. Woods! I was ready to kill him, and I also saw Dr. Woods looking at me in a different way then normal. So as punishment, he was going to witness this exam! But little did I know, that was already in the plans. I was in my gown and on the table waiting when Dr. Woods came in. He shut the door behind him and I heard it click. He and my husband exchanged a quick look that I really didn’t understand.“Where’s your nurse?” I asked.Dr. Woods bahis siteleri replied, “She had to leave early, I thought that would be ok since your husband was going to be in the room?”I said, “Sure, I guess so.”I laid down on my back and put my feet in the stirrups, and was ready to get this over with for another year!Dr. Woods saw my clean shaven cunt and commented, “I see you keep yourself well groomed!”Without thinking I blurted out! “Yeah! I always want to be ready!”Oh stupid me! Why would I say that? He then looked up and looked me in the eyes and just smiled at me.A smile most women would have killed for!Then he said, “Just close your eyes and relax.”He had my husband come over and hold my hand. With my husband holding my hand and by my side, my eyes closed, he began.It felt different, usually it was cold with lots of gel. What he was putting up in me was warm, soft, gentle, and moving around in all the right places. By this time my husband was stroking my hair. I still had my eyes closed. Then I felt something more up in me. It felt so good, so warm, but it was on my clitoris! It startled me, I must have jumped a little.My husband whispered, “It’s ok, just go with it, doesn’t it feel good?”At that moment I realized it was Dr. Woods’ tongue tickling my clitoris, and my husband saying it was ok!Wow! A dream come true! I canlı bahis was going to make the most of this!I reached down to touch his soft wavy hair, and run my fingers through it, another dream come true!He was good with his tongue! And was really getting into it. Just thinking about it I had my first orgasm. Between the doctor and my husband, they both licked me until my juices were flowing and dripping from all the enjoyment. I opened my eyes and saw them both with my cunt juice dripping from their chins. They were begging for more, and who was I to deny them of this? So we all three went to the sleep study room that had a king size bed in it, which was much more comfortable! They both picked me up and gently placed me in the middle of the bed like I was a queen, or a prize! I watched them both undress. Their bodies were very similar, muscular and in good shape, but when I looked at Dr Woods’ cock, I was in shock! It was at least 10 inches, where my husband is about 7. I got all excited just thinking about both of them inside me! And was already starting to cum again. They noticed and both went between my legs and started sucking and licking me until I scream from another orgasm!! It was so good!I guess they loved my cum juice, they wanted more. So I told them to earn it.My husband put his fully erect cock to my lips and güvenilir bahis I started sucking on the head of his hard cock. I could taste his so familiar pre-cum in my mouth. It was always so good. I wanted to taste the doctor’s big hard cock, so I told him. So while my husband shoved his hard cock into my cunt and began fucking me, I began sucking on that 10 inch monster cock. I ran my tongue up and down it! It tasted so good, so sweet, almost like candy! I began to see how much I could put into my mouth.My husband was fucking me so hard I began to cum again, as if on cue, they both got between my legs and started licking me again until I cum! The doctor pulled himself up and slid his massive cock into my cunt! Slowly at first, he knew I wasn’t used to such a big one. He finally hit bottom and it felt so good. We were rocking to our own rhythm, and I could tell he was about to blow! Just then my husband told him to turn over with me on top of him! I knew what was coming, my husband and I enjoy anal a lot, but never like this!I was so juicy and turned on, I could feel my husband climbing on. His cock was well lubed and he slowly put the head in my ass as the doctor continued to fuck me in rhythm as all 7 inches of the best cock ever entered completely into my ass!! It wasn’t long before my husband was fucking to my rhythm. I was sandwiched in between and and it felt so exhilarating. I was on cloud nine with the doctor kissing my lips and my husband kissing the back of my neck. We all came at the same time. It was great. I can’t wait for my next appointment!

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Teen couple start cuck lifestyle

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Teen couple start cuck lifestyleMy sexy wife Julie and I have been together 10 years now since we first met in college. I want to tell your members about some sexual adventures that we had back when we were still newlyweds. Because of the bizarre experience we had when we first got married I am a big fan of your wife sharing stories, especially the ones involving innocent young wives being seduced by older, dominant men right in front of their husbands. And I have been sharing my sexy bride with other men since our first year of marriage.Julie was a freshman in college when I met her during my senior year. She was a fresh faced petite blond, 5’ 1” 100 lbs, with a perfectly shaped little body. She was a competitive ice skater until she turned 18 and has the classic skaters legs and muscular butt. Her silky blond hair fell to her waist and her firm b-cup breasts never needed a bra.We got married at the end of her Freshmen year and took an off campus apartment while I started work on my Masters. We each had a part time job but money was very tight and some months we had trouble making ends meet. School and work kept us pretty busy and most of our free time was spent at our modest apartment doing what most newlyweds do, having lot’s of sex.The one vice we had was that we both enjoyed smoking marijuana on the weekends. Smoking weed always relaxed me and got me feeling a little kinky while at the same time Julie always got very horny in a quiet, submissive way. Whenever we got high we had incredible sex and Julie was always willing to try anything I suggested.It was actually our love of smoking grass and our lack of cash that led directly to our first sexual adventure. We usually got our weed from one of our neighbors, Lamont, who was an older Jamaican man in his 40’s. He used to work at the college but suffered an injury to his back and was on permanent disability. Whenever we needed some I would call Lamont and he would stop by our place with a bag.The first time things turned sexual with him was on a hot summer night. Julie had been hanging around the apartment in just a tiny pair of thong panties and slipped on a short terry robe just before Lamont arrived. After smoking a fat joint Lamont and I sat talking about soccer while Julie sat beside me on the couch reading a magazine. I noticed that as we talked he kept his eyes on Julie the whole time and when I got up to get us some cold beer I realized why. Her short robe had ridden up her thighs and with her legs tucked under her he had a clear view of her shapely inner thighs, the bottom of her ass cheeks and a hint of her white panties.The look of pure lust on his dark face as he stared at my sexy blond bride bothered me a little but it also turned me on to see his reaction to her innocent little display. As I handed him his beer he smiled up at me with a wink and he seemed amused that I had caught him eyeing up my wife. He even held his finger up to his lips to tell me not to say anything about the show that Julie was putting on.I sat down next to her and felt and incredible an sexual rush from the thought of this older Black man lusting after my precious blond Julie. I decided that I would tell her about this after he left and fuck the shit out of her. But when I asked him for our usual $20 bag, he said that his prices had gone up and that he needed to charge us $30 for our usual sized bag.“Shit, we’re a little short this week man. Could you spot us the bag for $20 and I’ll pay you off next time?” I asked.He slowly shook his said and said “Sorry dude, if you k**s don’t have the cash this month how are ya gonna get it next month? I been around here for years so I know canlı bahis how poor most of you students are. But maybe there’s a way…I have something you want and you have something I want.”In my fogged state I didn’t catch on at first “What do you mean? What do I have that you want?”His smile grew even wider as he looked over at Julie and said “Your lovely wife of course. I haven’t seen a beauty like her up close in years. Make her take off her robe and let me see that sweet young body and the bag’s yours for twenty.’“I can’t make her do that! She’s my wife, not my slave. And not for $10.”“She’s your woman dude. You can make her do whatever you want. Hell, I’ll make her do it if you want me to. Do you want the weed or not?”At that point Julie slid next to me on the couch and I felt her smooth bare thigh pressed against me as she stared down at her feet with this scared but excited look on her face. “Please honey, I really like getting high” she said softly, letting me know that she was willing to do what he wanted. But I hated the idea of forcing her to do such a thing and hesitated, hoping to find another way to keep Lamont happy.Lamont stood up suddenly and repeated “Do you want the weed or not dude?”“Yes but…” I started to answer but he cut me off and snapped at Julie.“OK Julie, stand up.” Julie’s pale blue eyes locked onto mine as she followed his command and stood up. “Good girl, now take off that damn robe and show ole Lamont that fine white body of yours.“This time she didn’t look my way but instead looked up at Lamont with that same submissive look as she undid the belt around her slender waist. Then she let the robe fall off her shoulders, revealing her firm pointy tits, flat belly and long muscular legs.“Damn girl, you are fine. Turn around and let me see that sweet white ass up close.” Julie did as he said and stood before be breathing heavily while Lamont inspected her sexy body from behind. She looked up at me with a look of pure submission and lust on her flushed face.“Very nice. I told you she would do what I wanted. Now sit down on your mans lap baby and let me enjoy the view for a bit.” Lamont said and Julie immediately turned and sat in my lap as instructed.Lamont started asking me about the weekend soccer games again but his eyes never left Julie who just sat there and made no effort top cover her pert pink nipples. She even sat with her legs slightlt spread giving him a clear view of her sheer white panties.Finally Lamont said that he had to get going and I gave him the $20 for the bag. As I walked him to the door he looked back at Julie with an evil smile and said “Lemme know the next time you need some weed man. And sweet cheeks, next time I need you to loose the panties before we cut a deal.”The look on her face was one of complete shock and she just turned and ran from the room giving Lamont one last view of her sexy ass cheeks. He laughed at her reaction and said “Damn, your wife’s got a fine ass! See you two in a few weeks.”As soon as the door shut I raced back into our bedroom and found Julie laying flat on the bed with her face buried in the pillow and her sexy ass up in the air. I sat beside her and gently stroked her back while telling her I loved her. She looked back at me with that same submissive look on her face and whispered “I can’t believe what I just did!”“It’s OK baby, you just showed him a little T&A. No big deal.” I said softly as I ran my hand up the back of her thigh to rub her ass and then her pussy through her panties. “Holy shit! I’ve never seen you so wet down here. You really liked showing off for Lamont!”“Shut up and fuck me! Please, just fuck me.”I quickly pulled bahis siteleri her damp panties off, knelt between her slender thighs and slid my cock into her from behind. As I started to fuck her tight pussy I whispered “You’re sure full of surprises. You liked showing that nasty Black man your body, didn’t you?”“The way he looked at me and spoke to me made me feel like such a slut but I could hardly think straight. When he told me to take off my robe I couldn’t help but obey.”“I’ve never seen you act so submissive. I think you liked taking orders from him”“Oh god, I did. You said something about me not being your slave. But when he started giving me orders I felt like I was his slave. And he was… my Master, or something. Oh yes, keep fucking me, just like that.”The thought of my wife innocent young wife submitting to an older Black stud like Lamont both repulsed and excited me but as I fucked her the excitement part easily won out. “You liked serving your Master Lamont didn’t you? You liked having him take control” I taunted her while slowly pumping my cock into her.“Yes, I did. He’s so big and sure of himself. It really turned me on.”“Go on say it, ‘Master Lamont’” I teased her.“Master… Lamont” she whispered and I felt her pussy clamp down even harder on my cock.“How may I please you Master Lamont. Say it for me.” I added.“No, please don’t make me.” Julie squealed out but she rocked her pussy back against me as hard as she could and her juices ran down her inner thighs.“Say it slave!”“How may I please you… Master Lamont. How may I please you Master Lamont! Oh god, fuck me, I’m cumming! Please, Master Lamont, fuck me!”I woke up Sunday morning to the feeling of Julie rubbing herself against my hip and before I knew it I was rolling over onto her and fucking her. No words were spoken but the strong sexual feeling from the night before still lingered. We both reached orgasm at about the same time as as I rolled off her I said “Wow! What a nice way to start the day. You still seem wound up from last night”“Oh my God! I can’t believe what came out of my mouth last night. And you are an evil, perverted man to make me say such things.”“Hey, it’s not my fault that Master Lamont found a new sex slave.”“Honey, promise me one thing. Don’t leave me alone with him. He scares me. And what happened last night scares me too.”The following week Julie wanted to smoke every night after work and then we had wild sex altough neither of us mentioned Lamont again. By Friday night the bag was almost empty and I teased Julie about having to invite Lamont over to barter again on Saturday.“Why not call him tonight? I’d hate to run out…”“You’re just dying to see your Master Lamont again.” I teased her “I’ll only call him if you say the magic words. You know the ones.”Julie gave me a long hard look before submissively looking down and saying “How may I please you Master Lamont.“Then she burst out laughing and disappeared into the bathroom while I went to call Lamont. He chuckled when he heard my voice and said that he thought he’d be hearing from me sometime soon. I asked if he could maybe stop by tonight ‘for a cold one’, our usual code word for his visits, and he laughed again and said “Sure, I’ll stop by for a cold one. And tell your sexy wife I’ll be expecting something hot too. I’ll be there around 7:00”When Julie finally came out of the bathroom about 20 minutes later she looked incredibly hot. Her long blond hair fell across her shoulders and down her back like a wave of golden silk. And instead of her old terry robe she was wearing a light blue kimona that fell just below her crotch and barely covered her bubble butt. It looked to güvenilir bahis be a size too small and hugged her body like a second skin.“What do you think?” she asked after I had gawked at her for a moment.“You look stunning. But where did you get it? You know how broke we are.”“I found it on the discount rack at TJMax and took a twenty from the cookie jar.”“But that’s our weed money…You hussy you. How are we gonna pay Master Lamont now?” I asked as I pictured the look on Lamont’s dark face when he saw Julie in her new robe, knowing that she likely had nothing on underneath.“I don’t know” she said while playfully twirling her hair around her finger like a spoiled little girl, “Maybe just seeing me in my new robe will satisfy him.”“You know that’s not true. He already told you to lose your panties for his next visit. What happens when your Master Lamont wants more than just seeing you naked? What will you say then?”Julie placed her hands together in front of her in the classic geisha girl pose and said softly “How may I please you Master Lamont?”At that moment the door bell sounded and I went to answer the door while Julieheaded to the living room. I let Lamont in and he immediately told me to get him a beer while heading directly for our living room. When I got there with 3 cold ones I found him sitting opposite Julie who was sitting on the chair opposite the couch. She had one leg crossed over the other and her skimpy robe had ridden up to expose her thigh nearly to her hip. The under side her thigh was completely in view and it was only her crossed legs that hid her pussy from Lamont’s lecherous gaze.. Lamont stared intently at her while showering my wife with compliments and telling her how sexy she looked. Julie soaked up his compliments as she sat there with her golden pussy barely hidden from his prying eyes.I wasn’t too surprised when he boldly asked her “So baby, did you obey me? Did you leave off your panties for me?”Julie blushed and nervously took a swig of beer before saying “Yes”“C’mon girl, show some respect. When you talk to me I want you to speak up and call me Mister Lamont. Answer my question again!”Julie’s eyes opened wide at his comment and she looked desperately over at me as she said “Yes Mister Lamont. I did what you told me. I’m not wearing any panties.’ His insisting that she call him Mister Lamont was oddly close to our ‘Master Lamont’ joke and I could see the sexual tension growing on her face.“Good girl, now dude. How much weed do you want this week? A $30 or a $50 bag? And do you have enough to cover it or are we gonna barter again?’“Well, I was hoping for a $50 bag this week but we’re flat broke so I guess we’ll have to settle for a small one. Julie used the last of our weed money to buy that new robe.” I said and instantly regretted telling him. Now he new that Julie had intentionally blown our weed money on her skimpy outfit and had worn it for his visit him hoping to barter again for a bag.“Look man, if you want my weed then I get to deal directly with your wife. OK?”“Ugh, sure, I guess” I stammered back as I glanced over at Julie.“C’mon dude, you need to show some respect too and address me properly. Are you down with me dealing directly with you wife on this one?”“Yes Mister Lamont, you can work this out with Julie”“OK baby, how you gonna pay for this weed? What you got to offer me?” Lamont said while confidently sitting back on the couch. Julie slowly stood up and gave me a nervous smile before saying “ Would you like me to take off my robe Mister Lamont?”“hell yeah, but that’s just a start. You gonna have to do more than that to earn your shit today. Come to think of it, I got a better idea. Dude, I want you to take off your wifes robe for me. That way I know your cool with what she’s doing. OK?”I stepped up behind Julie and looked over her shoulder at Lamont as I haltingly said “ Yes Mister Lamont”

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THE VIRUS. CHAPTER TWO

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THE VIRUS. CHAPTER TWOTHE VIRUSBy Amanda WrighterCHAPTER TWOPARKHOUSE APARTMENTSPHILADELPHIA 11:42 AMDAY ONEVeronica Alvarez sat quietly in her bedroom staring out the windows of her apartment down at the street below. Normally it would have been filled with noon-time traffic rush, but it was eerily quiet and empty. The police had chased down and killed a man in a car not twenty minutes earlier. A few stories down, the man’s bloody and hole-ridden car remained sitting in the street. Every few minutes a police car or ambulance would speed by, whipping around the abandoned car. She kept watching it expecting CSI to show up to photograph the scene and collect evidence, but the police hadn’t even bothered to remove the man’s body. His arm hung out the window, blood dripping from it onto the street.She could hear random shouting from within her apartment building. People were fighting, screaming, going crazy. After the news networks went off the air, not too much later, the EMS system had kicked in and replaced every broadcast channel on her cable. The streets had cleared at that point.And still, she could not get her husband on the phone. How could he not think of them at a time like this?! Why hadn’t he called her? Sent someone to get them? For all she knew he could be dead too!It had been almost two hours since she’d had sex with Hector in the bathroom, and she still hadn’t showered to get the crusty semen funk off of herself. Hell, she hadn’t even gotten dressed. For some reason she didn’t seem to care that she was naked. She’d just fucked Hector and apparently Ruben had been standing at the door watching it all go down, so why put on a show of modesty now?She was literally certain now that some sort of biological weapon had been deployed and it was making people crazy…making them not care what they did. And it was fairly obvious that she’d contracted it. And maybe it had something to do with Hector’s giant junk too. How or why, she had no clue, but something had turned him into a virtual walking semen factory. And that wasn’t normal either so the two strange events had to be connected somehow or the other. But she was no scientist or doctor so the method to the madness continued to elude her.Her cell phone was all but worthless at this point. It didn’t even have a signal, which, she guessed, was probably the government’s doing…blocking all outgoing calls to prevent warnings going out to other locations. Her husband had once insinuated they had that capability.They…a collective term of which her husband was part. He worked for Homeland Security and yet here she and his c***dren were and where was he? Did everyone else mean more to him than they did? The only way she could manage not to start stabbing photos of him was to force herself into assuming maybe he was dead or injured and incapable of getting to them. Was that really the case? Or had he absconded to some special government facility with his fucking whore from work…someone who was also part of his governmental collective? She fought hard to resist going after photos of him on the bedside table.What had Jimmy told her? Stay inside…if you’ve got a gun, get it and don’t let anybody in. She walked over to the closet and opened it. Sliding the clothes aside, she reached into the back and punched in a security code on a small safe box and when the door popped open, she removed a Glock 9MM handgun and two fully loaded clips from it.Well, if he didn’t do anything else, he taught me how to shoot straight, Veronica admitted to herself as she checked the clip in the handgun’s handle to make sure it too, was loaded. She re-inserted the magazine and then carried the two extra clips over to the bedside table and left them lying on top of it. With the pistol still in hand, she walked over and opened the bedroom door and strolled out into the hallway.She was still naked and still bearing clear, flaking crust on her tits from Hector’s enormous ejaculation. The insides of her legs were gross as well and she was fairly certain the boy had cum in her as well as on her. Not that she cared. Martin didn’t want to fuck her…didn’t want to get her pregnant anymore, so maybe she had somebody now who did. So he was her own son…so what? Like other bitches wouldn’t fuck him too! His dick is huge! Sure he didn’t know what he was doing with it, but she could teach him all of that. And no, he was only twelve and looked like a scrawny scarecrow naked, but still…What the fuck is wrong with me?!? Why do I keep thinking stupid shit like this? And why am I walking around naked in here. I know Ruben is running around and he’s already witnessed enough of my crazy behavior and fat ass for one lifetime, I’m sure!She walked into the living room, her titties jostling side to side with each movement. The motion strangely drew her attention and she looked down…first at the crusty remains of Hector’s jizz and then she focused on her tits themselves. She lifted up on toes and bounced a little to make them flop and to her dismay, they felt…heavier? She dismissed it as her imagination and continued on her way towards the front door to the apartment. When she reached it, she unlocked and opened it. With curiosity, she gazed out into the long hallway to see what or who might be out there.To her shock, a pudgy girl with a bad, boyish haircut lay naked two doors down. Her tits were immense. She couldn’t have been more than twelve or thirteen and yet her titties were each twice the size of her head, veins and stretch marks enveloping the tight skin that surrounded them. Milk appeared to be dribbling from her nipples and she looked for all the world like she’d been stripped and tossed out of one of the apartments.She glanced back toward Veronica and blinked as if she wanted to say something, but couldn’t.“Aren’t you Janet Robinson’s daughter?” she called out to the girl. “What are you doing naked in the hallway?”“I don’t know…I…I woke up with giant boobs this morning and mom came into my room and saw me and then she dragged me out of bed and tossed me out into the hall…I been here for like two hours and she won’t let me back in.”Veronica was suddenly pissed off.Naked, she stormed down the hallway to Robinson’s door and rapped on it hard with the Glock.“Hey bitch…open up and let your k** in…it ain’t fucking safe out here!”“Go fuck yourself! I don’t want that fat bitch in here with her giant damn titties! Lawrence will wanna fuck her instead of me!”“No you go fuck yourself,” Veronica replied and fired four shots directly through the door, then put a fifth one through the door lock. With little effort, she nudged the door open and stared down at the girl’s mother lying flat on her back, four holes in her chest. It was evident that she was quite dead. As she and the girl watched, a large pool of blood began to blossom out from under the woman’s body.“You wanna suck my titties,” the girl asked as she turned to go back to her own apartment.“How old are you?”“Twelve, why?”“I don’t, but I bet I know who does,” she added. “C’mon back to my apartment with me.”“Okay,” the girl chirped, apparently oblivious to her mother being murdered right before her eyes.ALBENSTATE MEMORIAL HOSPITALPHILADELPHIA11:52 AMNurse Shelly Hayes sighed as she dropped her fat ass into her office chair once more. Having just completed rounds and medications all on her own, she was exhausted. She’d been all alone on the floor since nine that morning and while nothing was really going on, she’d heard nothing but stories of chaos. And none of the TV’s in any of the patient rooms seemed to be working, so she had no idea what was going on outside the hospital.She noticed her phone was blinking and decided to check it. It was a voice mail…from Lawrence? He never called her. He was trying to get rid of her and she knew that, but she loved him and just couldn’t seem to let go of that fact…or him. They’d been separated for nearly a year now and he was hounding her to file for divorce. She’d been putting him off. He was probably calling to nag her some more about it.She hit the pre-saved icon for him on her smartphone and waiting for him to pick up. Instead of his voice, all she got was an “All circuits are busy,” notice.Annoyed, she picked up the nurses’ station land line phone and dialed his number manually. He answered on the second ring.“What do you want?” she immediately demanded.“You…haven’t heard from Janet have you?”“No, can’t say she has a habit of calling me, actually and I’m pretty sure she doesn’t take calls from me. Why?”“I know you hate her, okay…I get it…but I can’t seem to get through to her and I tried getting back into the city but the roads are all blocked off by the National Guard.”“Where are you at?”“Cross the river…they got the bridge sealed off.”“What are you doing over there?”“It was a business meeting…cut the interrogation, I’m not listening to that shit, woman! I just wanted to know if you’d heard from Janet or if you could get through to her and tell her I’m stuck outside the city.”Shelly lifted her bottled water and chugged several gulps from it and then tossed the empty container into a nearby trash bin before bothering to say anything else to him.“Let me guess, you expect me to worry about her? She stole my husband…so you know what, fuck her.”“Don’t be a bitch, Shelly…okay…some crazy shit is going on everywhere and I really kinda freaking the fuck out here. People are saying they let loose some kind of biological weapon in Philly and that’s why they sealed it off. I also heard some guy saying the CDC down in Atlanta was blown up about an hour ago.”Suddenly Shelly was a little less hostile and a little more concerned about herself.“Are you telling me they have quarantined Philadelphia, Lawrence?”“Nobody is getting in or out, babe…the National Guard is fucking shooting people that try to cross the bridge.”“That’s insane!”“Where are you at? What rock you been hiding under?”“I’m stuck on the floor up here by myself…everybody else got sent down to the ER hours ago. I knew shit was going on but not all this.”“Turn on a TV, for fuck’s sake!”“I can’t…none of them are getting any signals up here.”“I don’t know what’s happened, but it’s bad, Shelly and if you can get out of there…please…I’m begging you…go…go find Janet and Beth and try to get them out of the city or at least tell them I’m okay and that I’ll get to them as soon as I can.”She wanted to tell him to go fuck himself but she honestly still felt bad for the girl, Beth. It was bad enough the girl’s father was a deadbeat motherfucker, but then her mother was a stuck-up bitch that nagged her for putting on a tiny bit of weight. Lawrence aside, she felt like she needed to at least check on the girl. Like it or not, she was his soon-to-be step-daughter.“When my shift is up, I’ll go by the complex and see if I can find them,” she conceded.She suddenly realized the line was dead. She tapped at the phone several times and tried to redial, but got no tone from the device.Reaching for her cellphone didn’t yield much more luck. She had absolutely zero signal.“We still got power…generators having even kicked on,” she muttered to herself. “So why are the towers not…” and then she realized if the government had quarantined the city, they’d likely jam all phones and cut all land lines. It would take them a while, but they’d eventually get every communication asset including carrier pigeons…to stop the infected from arranging for escapes.“FUCK…” she blurted out loud as she leaned back in her chair and took in the severity of her situation. “Fuck this shit…I ain’t dying for a bunch of old geezers.”Standing up, she looked around and then eyed the security cameras in the end of each hall. Carefully, she picked up a patient chart and pretended to walk down the hall toward a room, but she reached the elevator, she tapped the down key and immediately jumped aboard when the doors finally opened.Downstairs in the Emergency Room, one could not pass down the main entrance hall without touching people, most of who were either injured or with someone who was injured. Just on a guess, Claudia Wagner imagined there was close to four or five hundred people pushing and gouging one another to get inside the hospital and it had become so bad, that security and the police had begun turning people away and had sealed off the hospital grounds. No one was now getting in or out.Last she’d been told, no medical personnel nor staff of any nature were being allowed out either. They needed every last man or woman they could muster to deal with this crisis. And normally she’d have been in her element, but at this moment, she was thinking of her gorgeous husband and her teenage daughter. The phones were all down and getting the use the landlines was like a fight in the octagon to the death. And a few minutes ago, someone had even said the hospital phones were toast. Maybe she should have fought for the landline while she had the chance. It was a moot point now.She pushed her way into the back hall and escaped the never-ending barrage of injured. “Got one in six that hasn’t been triaged yet, Claude… can you take’em?” an ER nurse shouted to her as they flew past one another.“Kay-kay, six right?” Without waiting for an answer, she ripped the curtain back and barged into the number six triage room.Inside stood a distraught blonde woman of maybe thirty five, her hair pulled back in a tight ponytail. Her eyes were bugging out and she looked absolutely mortified. A boy, maybe ten, sat atop the exam bed with a sheet pulled across his legs and lap. He looked nervous as well but uninjured for the most part.“Close the curtain!” the mom snapped, and then stepped around her to yank it closed herself. “I don’t want every bitch in here looking at bahis siteleri him!”“Okay, well what’s wrong with him, ma’am…I hate to rush you but we got knife and bullet wounds bleeding out in the hallway there, okay?”Her normal patient demeanor was lacking and had been in fact, quite dead for more than an hour now. She wanted to slap the woman in the face for snapping at her about a fucking curtain. As if anybody wanted to see her precious little prick anyway, right?“What’s wrong with him? I don’t know, why don’t you fucking tell me!” she snapped and yanked the sheet from the boy, revealing he had no pants on at all…and…“WHAT THE FU–” she bit her own lip to silence her shock and vulgar language. Despite the boy barely being ten or so and despite his small size, between his legs lay a snake of a penis that d****d over the oval edge of a pair of extremely bloated testicles. His ball sack was at least the size of a large orange and his penis had to be nine or more inches long. And it wasn’t just long, but also fat. It disturbed her to look at him…reminding her of seeing a horse or mule with its junk out for action. You stared in shock but then wished you hadn’t. She urped a bit in her mouth and had to turn around so she couldn’t see.“Has…has he been bitten by anything? Is he able to urinate adequately…any pain…discomfort…any…any,” and she just ran out of thoughts and questions.“No and yes…he’s fine except for…for THIS THING,” she replied, blurting the last part as she motioned at his still bared genitals. “I didn’t know what to do…it’s not right. I mean that is not normal right? And this happened since last night, okay?!! He woke up like this…I’m not crazy, okay? I’m not!”“Calm down,” she told her and tried to pat her on the shoulder. “Million things could be causing it, but I’m fairly certain none of them are life-threatening. As long as he can urinate, then it could just be a…a…” and her voice tapered off because she really had no fucking idea what would cause such an overnight size transformation in a boy’s genitals to this degree.“You have no idea, do you?”“I don’t,” she admitted. “And all the doctors are busy with bleeding patients. I know this sucks, but I can’t line you out for one. And I know you don’t want to stay here but they’ve closed off the hospital, so all I can do is maybe send you upstairs to wait for a doctor. Not checked in, just…I’ve got a friend upstairs who can let you hang out till we clear the ER some.”The woman looked pissed. “Do we have a choice?”“Not really,” she replied honestly.“Everyone keeps talking about a virus or something, so is that what’s wrong with him?”“No, no…I don’t know really. Whatever is going is causing people to act violently, so I don’t think that’s what’s going on with him,” she added, turning back to look at his immense genitals again.“Why do you keep looking at him like that?” the woman demanded.“What? Oh, I’m sorry…I didn’t mean to–”“You want some of that, don’t you?! WELL FUCK YOU, CUNT! YOUR OLD ASS AIN’T TOUCHING HIM, YOU HEAR ME?! FUCK YOU! I WILL FUCKING KILL YOU!” and with that shouted, she lunged at Claudia and the two of them barreled out into the main hall through the cloth curtain before collapsing into a cat scrap on the cold floor.“WHORE! CUNT! KILL YOU!” the woman screamed and it seemed like ages before two policemen and a hospital security guard pulled the crazy bitch off of her.Rattled and sporting what she knew would end up being a black eye, she sat up on the floor and watched as the uniformed men dragged the still cursing woman away down the hall to who-knew-where. Still sitting on the floor holding her eye, she twisted and realized the boy was still in the exam room. No one could see him but her though. And to her discomfort, he was standing up now and still had no pants on. His efforts of getting off the table though, had sent his massive male appendage to swinging side to side like a clock pendulum. “WAIT!” she blurted, but the cops and guard were already gone with the woman. “SHIT!” she cursed, realizing she was now stuck with an unattended minor who had no pants and a serious issue going on.She climbed up from the floor and stepped back into the exam room. “Get your pants back on,” she told him.“The lady that put us in here took’em,” he replied.“SHIT!” she blurted again not giving a damn how unprofessional it was. “Your mom just got upset…umm… they probably just took her for a walk so she could calm down. She’ll be back to get you in a little bit. Umm…look, I’ll get you a gown to put on,” and she turned to rummage through a side cabinet till she found a hospital gown for him to put on.“HOLEE FUCK!” someone spouted from behind her. Turning, she realized it was one of the usual ER nurses. “What the fuck am I looking at?”“HEY!” she chirped and glared at her coworker. “They just took his mother for a stroll and I’m stuck like chuck, so don’t be freaking nobody out…’kaaaayyyyy?”“Is that what’s wrong with him?” the ER nurse asked and blatantly pointed at his genitals. “I mean is that ALL that’s going on with him?”“YES, I think so…but he mother took a walk,” and she tilted her head to try and indicate without saying it that security had hauled the woman off against her will. “Ponytail bitch? Look like the human skull grew bleach blonde shag? Saw her…man…serious psycho. Well I need this room so he’s got to go, move him out.”“WAIT! HEY…look at him…what–”“Babe if that’s all that’s wrong with him, he’s doing pretty good tonight. Hell, when they figure out what’s wrong with him, they should bottle it and sell some to my husband. Now move him out. They’re setting up tents outside for people, so send him out there.”Before she could say anything else, the other nurse took off.“I don’t wanna go out…I’m scared,” the boy said as he pulled his t-shirt off and stood completely naked in front of her. Suddenly she realized he was still holding the gown and he was waiting on it. Clumsily, she handed it to him and then helped him put it on. “Fuck this shit,” she muttered as she took him by the hand. “C’mon…I’ll take you upstairs myself.”At the end of the ER triage hall, she found herself confronted by trying to fight her way through the mob again and with a c***d in tow. That wasn’t happening, especially with him in nothing but a gown and with a dick that probably dragged the floor.She turned and cut through a side hallway and emerged moments later in the main entrance to the hospital. Cops and soldiers filled the main gallery and all turned to stare at them as they emerged from the hall they’d gone down.She did her best to smile and then urged the boy down to the main elevators. As the doors opened, she ran face to face with Shelly.“Hey,”“Hey,” Claudia replied.“Where you going?”“Where are YOU going?” she tossed right back at her, wondering who the fuck was watching the patients on their floor.Shelly leaned around her and took quick note of all the cops and soldiers standing around…staring back at them.“Get back in the fucking elevator,” Claudia hissed at her through clenched teeth. “Do it now, dammit!”Shelly sized up her much taller friend and decided maybe it wasn’t worth running just yet. Then she noticed the boy behind her finally.“Patient?”“NOT exactly, no…IN, bitch!” and without further preamble, she pushed Shelly back into the elevator and dragged the boy in with them.“What the fuck is going on?!” Shelly demanded when the doors finally eased shut and the elevator jerked upward.“SHIT…shit is going on,” she grumbled back at her. “They’ve sealed the hospital off…and nobody can leave and as far as we have been told, people all over the city are spazzing out and doing crazy shit.”“What happened to you…you’re eyes all swollen?”“HIS MOMMA,” she snapped and pointed at the boy. “Got pissed off ‘cause I looked at him crooked apparently and tried to beat my ass. Was doing a good job too, but she uhh…had to take a nice walk with the cops and so he’s sort of in need of a babysitter for a little while.”“Called his relatives?”“What…by smoke cloud? There ain’t no phones working, doofus!”“Yeah I sort of noticed that myself, thanks,” she agreed less sarcastically than she normally would have. “So you just expected me to take charge of him?”“I can’t watch him downstairs,” Claudia insisted, turning to look at her fat friend. “Just till they let his mother go I guess.”“Why’s he here anyway, is he hurt?”Before Claudia could respond, the boy pushed her aside and hefted up the tail of his overly long gown to reveal his gigantic manhood.Shelly looked at his face, then lower…then sucked in enough air to suffocate everyone in the elevator.“Breathe!” Claudia blurted and slapped her friend after a few silent moments.To her credit, the short, fat woman did her best to calmly motion for him to lower his gown before glaring at Claudia.She pulled her to the corner of the car and hissed at her, “What the hell was that?!”“I don’t know,” she began and the doors suddenly opened. The two moved forward and stepped out onto their usual floor with the boy in tow.“Were you gawking at his business when she jumped you?”“Maybe,” she admitted. “Wasn’t intentional though.”“Slut!” Shelly snapped and punched her humorously unable to resist the opportunity to dog her miss-perfect friend for something finally.“It wasn’t like that!” she bit back, rubbing her arm. “And thanks, but I’ve been punched enough for one day, fat ass!”“Okay, well let me tell you what I know then,” and with that, Shelly reiterated everything she had learned from husband, Lawrence on the phone before the line went dead.“Holee shit,” Claudia commented when Shelly finished talking. “That matches up with what I’ve heard downstairs too.”“So what’s going on?”“It’s gotta be some sort of attack, a bio-weapon or something. They’ve weaponized some sort of virus that’s making people act irrationally.”“Why? That makes no sense. Why not just kill us?”“I don’t know.”“Have you heard from gorgeous man and snot-nose?” Shelly asked, referring to Claudia’s husband and daughter.“No, nothing.”“I promised Lawrence I would try to get to Janet and her daughter if I could,” Shelly asserted. “I’m not gonna sit here and die on this floor. I was leaving when you ran into me downstairs.”“You can’t leave, they’ve got the whole hospital surrounded and there’s armed guards on every exit,” Claudia stated, astounded that her friend was blatantly telling she was abandoning her post and responsibilities.“They’re gonna fire you for this and you better hope nobody kills over up here after you leave,” she added, hoping to sway her friend’s decision.“You think I give a fuck?”About that time, old man Tanner rolled out of his room for his noontime exercise and pushed himself over to them. How long he’d been in his door listening to them was anybody’s guess.“Can we help you with anything, Mr. Tanner?”The old man hefted up a small hand-held transistor radio that had to be older than either of the two nurses.“With all the local transmissions shut down, I’m picking up Harrisburg and New York today and I got some bad, bad news, ladies.”“What?” Claudia was the first to ask.“This crazy thing is going on all up and down the whole coast…far down as Atlanta at least and all the way of to Maine. The President left Washington a few hours ago and they’re expecting an address to be broadcast at noon.”Just about that moment, the radio began screaming with the EMS alarm as did televisions in several rooms around them…and even Shelly’s smartphone went off.Unknown Location12:00 Noon“My fellow Americans, it saddens me to address this morning, but we face a grave threat with which are grossly unprepared. During the nighttime hours, I am informed that we suffered a biological attack of some nature which has caused many of you to begin acting violently without provocation. As of noon, Eastern Standard Time, I am declaring a state of emergency and instituting martial law to assist local communities in policing and maintaining control of our populace during this time of unprecedented threat. Our scientists are working around the clock to try and pinpoint the source of this contagion as well as to find a way in which to counter it. In the meantime, I am ordering all non-essential emergency personnel to remain in their homes and shelter in place. No one will be admitted to use the roads or freeways under any circumstances. I apologize for this inconvenience, but it is necessary to control the spread of v******e and to contain the outbreak.”“The East Coast appears to be the pivotal launch point for this weapon and many of you in the cities and towns along the coast are no doubt already aware of the chaos spreading around you. If you have the means, I urge you to defend yourselves and your property and do not rely on the response of government officials to protect you. I regret to admit that our Guard and police are overwhelmed and as this contagion spreads, it will only get worse. We are hoping it can be contained and we will update you as soon as there are any changes in this grave situation. I would like nothing more than to give you answers, but at this time, all we have are questions ourselves.”“May God have mercy on these United States and I hope with all my heart, that I will be able to address you again soon with words of promise and hope. Until that time, protect yourselves and each other.”BETA-2 SITEKENTUCKY12:04 NOONThe Colonel clicked his remote and shut off the monitor displaying the President delivering his address, and then turned to face the assembled officers and men under his command. Nearly three hundred men all stood silently, awaiting his words.“As you are now aware, we are in a state of war, but it is like no war we have ever faced. This one is for our very survival and we cannot bend canlı bahis in the face of this assault if we wish to preserve the very existence of our nation and our families.”“I have dispatched units to round up all of your families and bring them here. Within the next few hours, we will be going into total lockdown.”“Now, what I’m going to tell you is what the President did not tell the rest of our nation.”“We believe someone has deliberately poisoned our water supply with an agent that once ingested, causes the victim to act irrationally and without concern for the consequences of their actions. Essentially it is turning people into fucking psychopaths. It is my understanding that some can be reasoned with…some can even be controlled, but most are flipping out and going on killing rampages. The body count, as of ten this morning, was estimated at fifteen thousand. Some of the experts are guessing it’s more like a hundred and fifteen thousand. We won’t know till the dust clears…if it ever clears.”“Many of you are wondering who would do this? Who is our enemy and who are fighting? The answer is uncertain at this point. Every nation on this planet is suffering the same attack as we are, so whoever is responsible evidently has it in for humanity in general.”Having said that, he nodded slightly to Dr. Fitzgerald who sat off to his side.“As some of you already know, I have brought in Dr. Fitzgerald from Bridgestone…he’s also former CDC and an expert virologist. He’s agreed to remain on site with us for the duration to see if he can help us figure this thing out.”“What about the CDC itself, sir?” one of his officers blurted out loud to the nods of many others.“Some time ago, a Special forces unit entered Atlanta and utilized a small yield nuclear device to destroy the containment structure within the CDC. It is assumed that all personnel in the Atlanta facility have been contaminated and thereby compromised. All of their security clearances have been revoked. It is my understanding the facility was vacant at the time it was destroyed. So for all essential purposes, we have no CDC. We have Dr. Fitzgerald here and the few specialists located elsewhere at other bases like ours. We are setting up a network for these men at this time and by this evening, we hope to have them all working together on what to do.”About that time, one of the Colonel’s aides stepped up to the podium and whispered to him.The senior military man looked disturbed but then quickly recovered his bearings and turned to look at Miles sitting near him.“Don’t let his demeanor and killer good looks fool you, gentlemen…this man right here is scary smart.”Miles looked up then and over at the Colonel.“Sub off the coast of Japan just attempted to fire nukes at Beijing and was vaporized. Its destruction was confirmed by the Japanese defense forces nearby as well as the Chinese. The President felt it was imperative to let them know what we were attempting.”“Perhaps you’d like to step up and brief the men on what you believe is going on,” and turning to face his men, he added, “ and if one asshole so much as blinks wrong, I’ll toss your ass and your family out the gate myself. This man has been 100% right since he rolled in here two hours ago.”Miles stood and approached the podium.“I believe we are facing an outside threat. Likely a non-human threat which is far more advanced than we are. Aliens, extraterrestrials…boogey men from Mars… whatever you want to call them. My initial assessment was that our virus was waterborne. About forty minutes ago, Navy personnel in Norfolk were able to isolate and identify an active pathogen in the water supply of several Virginia cities.”“My secondary assessment was that a threat of this nature could not have been accomplished by any nationality currently residing on our planet. The virus has not been officially named yet, but it was a basic, harmless life form until its genetic code was turned on…apparently during the night by our human-hating new friends. We think they accomplished this by utilizing some sort of electronic signal broadcast from space.”“Are you saying we’re being invaded by aliens?” one of the officers in front couldn’t resist the urge to lay it out in simple terms.“We’re not being invaded…we’re being exterminated.” His response silenced the soldier and when he began to speak again, you could have heard a pin drop within the large assembly hall.“Any virus intended to eradicate us, would also affect all of the other mammals on our planet. It would devastate the ecosystem and basically kill our world. So if you want our tiny little world intact and functional, you need to get rid of us and us alone. Setting us on one another would bring about nuclear war and again, destroy the very prize our boogeymen are after. Sending in a massive armada of alien shock troops would also devastate the planet and we’d likely retaliate with nukes, so again no victory. So a quiet, personalized weapon is all that can be successfully employed here.”“Is this being broadcast to the rest of the network?” the Colonel whispered to his aid that was operating a video camera. The man nodded.“That weapon must be biological and it must utilize the elements of our physical makeup that make us unique among other mammals on this planet. Those elements are quite simple when you break it down. One, we have the capacity to commit great v******e. In the wild, a wolf with the most veracious of teeth and claws can still only kill so many other a****ls…but a human being with an assault rifle can walk into a mall and kill hundreds. And two, unlike most a****ls we have a capacity for hatred and long term memory. The wolf kills the rabbit, but does the rabbit hate the wolf? He fears him certainly, but if he escapes, he does not return later and try to kill the wolf in his sleep. And thirdly, we have sex constantly. Most mammals have yearly mating cycles and we do not. We are also very amorous and wild if you follow my insinuation here. The wolves don’t have orgies. A lone wolf will mate with only a few females in his entire lifetime. Man possesses the capacity to mate multiple times in a single day.”A few of the soldiers were starting to smirk and turn red as he continued to address them.“It sounds amusing but it’s not. These three things are how our enemy intends to exterminate us. Make no mistake, gentlemen…these fuckers are way smarter than we are and for whatever reason, they want our planet.”“I regret to say that the submarine and its crew that the Colonel spoke of…were acting on my recommendations to the President. I assumed, that any attacking alien force would not allow us to start lobbing nukes for fear of damaging the planet. The only way to test the theory and confirm my hypothesis was to attempt and launch. I had no idea they would destroy the ship. I had hoped that at worst, they would disable it. I was wrong and I’m certain now they’ll know we’re on to them.”“The good that comes of this, is at least we know who our enemy is now and figuring out the basics behind the virus will be easier.”“So this virus is causing us to act violently on an individual basis. Chaos is their goal? Surely this won’t kill us all and how why didn’t they just program something that would go directly after us…something more direct?”The question came from a female soldier in the front row to Miles’ left.“Stand up soldier,” the Colonel called out and the woman stood up at attention.“Captain Lena Bowman, sir!”“Do you have any training in virology, Captain,” Miles asked.“I have a doctorate in medicine, sir…I’m the base physician.”“Congratulations…you just got promoted to work with me, Captain.” The woman looked stunned. “Your question is one we’re trying to answer. Thus far we are at a loss on certain aspects of this attack. And some of those elements need to be addressed to you all so that you understand what to look for in regards to signs and symptoms of this outbreak.”The Colonel put his head down. He’d heard Mile’s theory earlier and been unable to buy into it, but now that the sub had been zapped, he was finding it difficult NOT to listen to the man. He’d been right so far and the President was placing him in charge of all anti-viral operations, but of course he hadn’t told him that yet. He was also having this address broadcast to every military base in the world.“Initially one element of the virus was being overlooked. It began showing up later this morning. Reports of pubescent male c***dren displaying oversized genitals and girls presenting immensely swollen breasts were of course deemed non-life-threatening. They were getting shuffled along, but as this morning’s chaos progressed, reports began surfacing that indicated these c***dren are part of the contagion process.”“I’ve spoken with several of my counterparts by satellite during the last hour and the best we can come up with, is that our alien buddies could not manage to contaminate all of our water supplies. The cities were easy, but the outer communities and rural areas rely on underground sources…sources that are filtered out by the bedrock and have no open surface sources. So our alien pals needed a way to get their virus into the rural areas in order to contaminate the people living there.”“We protect our c***dren,” the Captain, having sat back down now, blurted loud enough he could hear her.“Exactly,” he affirmed for her. “They’ve turned them into Vectors…carriers of the virus. And since the virus is waterborne, bodily fluids are the best way to deliver the virus to new hosts. Parents smuggle their c***dren out of the cities and then they spread the contagion through their bodily fluids…semen and milk. It sounds ludicrous I know, but it’s also damned brilliant.”“So what, we’re on the lookout for crazy people and k**s with big tits and long dicks?” The soldier who asked didn’t seem too awfully concerned that the Colonel was glaring at him.Miles smiled but then returned his expression to one of grave importance. “That is exactly what I’m telling you, soldier. These vector c***dren will be our undoing if they get out of the cities. Their spit, their blood…the semen and sweat are all carrying this virus and they may also be emitting pheromones that cause people to be protective of them. Prepare yourselves mentally to deal with this. You may very well be forced to shoot c***dren. I will not sugarcoat it for you. It must be assumed that the virus will eventually break down the hosts and kill them. They’re probably dead anyway. As the Captain pointed out, the bastards are way ahead of us…the question of whether they can manipulate a virus better than we can is nearly assured and we can’t really hope to understand their motives or intentions at this point. But I can safely say that they intend to wipe out as many of us as they can and this virus may just be the first shot they fire at us.”“Doc…are we just screwed?” the same smartass soldier asked only to have the guy next to him slap him with his beret.“Screwed? Probably. Can we survive this? We are hopeful. Do we hold out and attempt communication, maybe negotiate a peace? No. They don’t want peace and they already considered us no more than insects that are annoyingly infesting a planet they want. So understand that this war will not end well. It can only go one of two ways…either we kill them or they kill us.”ALBENSTATE MEMORIAL HOSPITALPHILADELPHIA12:17 NOONOld man Tanner snorted and clicked is transistor radio off, burying it in the area between his hip and the sides of his wheelchair.“Do you ladies know who I am,” he asked and grinned like a Cheshire cat as they looked at him with perplexed expressions. “I’m just old Mr. Tanner…the crone in the wheelchair that rolls around inviting young lovelies to bump their butts into him…right? But have either of you ever asked yourself who I was back in the day, hmm?”“Who were you?” Shelly asked before Claudia could.“It was General Tanner, United States Marine Corp,” he stated with bold and proud enthusiasm. “Retired with thirty two years under my belt and three damn wars.”He cleared his throat and tried to straighten up in his chair before continuing.“Now do you want to know what’s really going on?”Claudia nodded first.“I retired in 1998…and it was under Clinton’s administration that we were first tasked with assessing the possibility of interplanetary invasion. A threat from another species that might view our planet as a prize worth stealing from us.”“Should I put my tinfoil hat on, Mr. Tanner?” Shelly asked sarcastically as she rolled her eyes.“Put on what you like…but it ain’t gonna save your pretty, fat ass,” he countered. “We were told by the big brains in the nineties that an attack would be biological and would be worldwide and that the best we could hope for would be to contain the outbreaks and hunker down until the fuckers landed and then start a counter insurgency against their occupation forces.”“Did they say anything about this,” the boy asked and whipped up his hospital gown.“Nope…can’t say I remember them turning us into porn stars, my young friend. But you’ve got a helluva a promising career if we survive this shit.”“Alright, I gotta get back downstairs,” Claudia muttered and turned to head back to the elevators. “You think you’re gonna make any difference down there, Miss Wagner?” the old man called out to her. “For every one you patch up, two will take his place and the cycle will continue till you run out of needle and thread and then they’ll turn on you and you’ll end up needing the stitches yourself. The afflicted zones are lost. Why do you think the military has shut off the roads into the city? To keep us all in…till they find a cure or we’ll all dead.”“He’s right…they’re quarantining us,” Shelly güvenilir bahis admitted and hated herself for agreeing with the crazy old coot.“So what do you think we should do then?” Claudia asked, stepping back towards them. “Give up? Just let everybody downstairs suffer and die?”“Do you want to live? Do you want the chance to live or do you intend to die down there in that ER?” the old man pressed her. “You gonna leave this boy here till he dies too?”“His mother is downstairs…they’ll let her go and she can take care of him,” she argued.“What about your own family?” he jabbed hard again.“They know I’m a nurse…it’s my job,” she replied.“You think they’re gonna give a shit when shit shows up to claim them?”“Enough, Mister Tanner! I’m not leaving here if that’s what you’re trying to convince me to do.”Shelly stood next to her shaking her head.“As an old Marine, let me tell you a simple truth. Valor is grand except in the face of hopelessness. Sometimes a valiant death is necessary and called for. The defenders of the Alamo gave their lives to rally the defense of Texas and the defeat of the Mexicans. Their deaths and fight meant something. But here, now…you and her. The government has a plan for this thing…and riding in to the cities to rescue everyone is NOT part of that plan. We’re all going to be abandoned…we already are. You heard what the President said a few minutes ago. We’re on our own, come what may.”“I’m going back down and you…if I see your fat ass heading for a door, I’m gonna put my foot in it. You don’t even have no family, you hear me?!” and with that said to her overweight friend, she turned and stormed off toward the elevator.“Get the fuck out of here as soon as you can,” the old man told Shelly and the boy as he wheeled off back to his room.The elevator doors opened up and Claudia stepped out into chaos. Cops were all pointing their guns and converging on a location near the doors. She immediately scanned the large gallery and noted three officers shot dead a fourth holding his arm. She ran to him and tried to get him up off the floor.“What happened?”The cop looked shocked and pointed over towards the crowd of his fellow officers with his good arm.“Some crazy bitch walked in with a damn assault rifle and just cut loose on us.”She ripped his shirt sleeve open with the scissors she kept in her pocket and realized the wound was huge and went completely through his arm. “You’ve got to get into the ER,” she insisted and tried to get him moving. By the point, several other cops had come to his aid and headed off with him, leaving her behind.Hesitantly she turned back toward the doors where the assailant had apparently been firing and as the crowd of cops began to pull back and reholster their weapons, she recognized the dead woman on the floor in front of the doors as the blonde mother of the boy she’d just taken upstairs.For seconds, she couldn’t breathe.“You okay?” one of the cops asked as he sipped from a bottle of water. “You know her?”“She…she hit me in the ER a little while ago…they threw her out for attacking me,” she explained.“Psycho cunt…she busted into one of our cruisers and stole the rifle. Ain’t gotta worry about her no more,” he added with a snort of amusement.Claudia looked down and realized she had the cop’s blood all over her. Panning back to the dead woman, she realized the cops were kicking at her with their feet and then one walked up and spit on her. None of them seemed concerned with their own dead. Three bodies in uniform just lying there and no one cared. She looked back to the water bottle cop and sneered at him. “You gonna cover your own over there are kick and spit on them too?”“Huh? Oh…damn…that sucks,” he replied as if his dead comrades were more of an inconvenience than anything else. “Hey guys…that cunt killed Lewis…look at that,” he called out to some of his buddies.“Fuck me, I liked Lewis,” one called out as they all turned and stared at the corpse along the far wall.Suddenly she realized the old man upstairs had been right. This was a battle that would not be won. Giving her life fighting it was just going to be wasteful and stupid.She hit the elevator button again.“What’s your name studmuffin?” Shelly asked as the boy paced around her chair.“Craig Moreno,” he asserted and continued to pace.Shelly turned and watched him for a few moments till she noticed she could see his dick swinging back and forth beneath the gown. His balls were so bloated they were hefting his penis outward and so it stuck out like a covered elephant trunk through the gown’s fabric. With every step he took, it swayed side to side.The boy noticed she was staring at it and stopped walking. This drew her attention and she glanced up to his face and smiled. “Sorry,” she apologized. “It was a little bit mesmerizing. Consider that a compliment, studman.”“Here,” he said and fished up the tail of his gown to fully reveal his nakedness beneath it. “Look at it, I don’t care.”“Ya’know,” she began, “if you’re just gonna keep whipping that gown up and showing everybody, then what the hell are you even wearing it for?”About that moment, the elevator chimed down the hall and Claudia reappeared…covered in blood. Both she and the boy stared in shock as the tall woman stalked down the hall toward them at the desk.“What the fuck?” Shelly gasped.“Why is he naked?” Claudia blurted at her.“What?” Turning, she found Craig was standing beside her completely bare of clothing. “I was making a point, not telling you to do it!” she groused at him. “Put your damn gown back on!”Claudia glared at her.“Oh stuff it up your ass! I asked him why he was wearing it if he kept whipping it up and showing it off…’cause he showed it to me again for no reason.”“She was looking at it,” he chirped as he looked around for the discarded gown he’d tossed.“His mother,” Claudia hissed and ran her finger across her neck and then motioned to the blood on her own arms and uniform.Shelly’s eyes bugged. “Seriously?”“Get your fucking shit…we are getting out of her…NOW!”“With him?”“With him,” Claudia asserted. “And don’t you say a word to him.”Shelly nodded and jumped up.“Why are you still naked, you dork?” Claudia called out to him from the opposite side of the desk.“Found it,” he chimed back as he leaned down and retrieved his gown. “So we’re leaving?”“Yes,” Shelly replied and shoved him forward.Old man Tanner, always listening apparently, rolled out into the hallway and saluted them.“I understand now,” Claudia said to him as she ushered them all down past him to the elevators.“No shame in strategic retreat. Ask MacArthur. When he was done we’d paid the Japanese back tenfold. Live to fight another day, ladies.”She felt like she should offer to take him with them but before she could say anything, he turned in his chair and wheeled back into his room.“C’mon…I know what you’re thinking, but we can’t get out of here with him and he knows that,” Shelly told her as they reached the elevator. “We’ll never get out past the cops down there,” she added as the doors chimed and opened.“We’re going to the basement…I got my elevator key. The maintenance man told me there’s a service tunnel down there that goes out under the street.”PARKHOUSE APARTMENTSPHILADELPHIA12:17 NOONThe girl sat at the table and steadily ate a bowl of soup that Veronica had heated up for her.“I shot your mother,” she said matter-of-factly from across the table. “And we’re sitting here naked. Doesn’t that seem odd to you?”“She was a twat,” the girl replied between slurps of soup and noodles.“This virus thing they were talking about on the TV a few minutes ago…I think we might have it,” she asserted.“Maybe,” the girl agreed somewhat as she slurped another spoonful of chicken noodle.“You woke up with giant tits, right? Well my oldest boy woke up with this big, fat fucking cock and his balls are like just gigantic too. I had sex with him in my bathroom.”“That’s weird,” she agreed and slurped once more.“Hey Hector!” she bellowed off in the direction of her sons’ rooms. A door opened and she saw him sauntering down the hallway towards them wearing a t-shirt and shorts…the latter of which was failing miserably to contain his genitals. “Hey, pull your pants down and show her your dick.”He looked over at the naked girl with the watermelon sized tits and promptly pulled his shorts down and showed her his own oversized body parts.The girl looked and then returned to her slurping without so much as batting an eye. And he pulled up his pants and headed back to his room.By this point, his brother had appeared though, to see what the commotion might be.Veronica realized she hadn’t spoken to him since discovering him watching her boning his brother hours earlier. She figured she needed to talk to him about it especially before his father came home, but for some reason the whole thing just seemed unimportant.The boy stared at his mother and it made her suddenly aware she was naked. And then his eyes turned to the pudgy girl with the boyish haircut slurping her soup.The girl…Beth was her name, suddenly stopped and turned to look at the boy. Her expression was one of odd excitement.“You want to suck on my titties?” she asked him with a broad and somewhat disturbing smile on her face.The boy looked horrified and took off running back to his room.Beth looked dejected. “Well he’s a dick,” she muttered as she returned to her soup.“Probably mad ‘cause he didn’t wake up with a super dick like his brother,” Veronica commented nonchalantly.“You sure?” the girl asked.“Hmm,” Veronica replied, suddenly unsure of herself. “I really don’t know. I didn’t honestly look that low on him. Did you see any bulges in his pants?”“Didn’t look either,” she admitted.“I’m gonna go see,” she asserted as she stood up and stalked down the hallway toward her younger son’s bedroom.She opened his door and found him cowering in the corner by his window looking out.She suddenly felt a tinge of sorrow for him.“I’m sorry about earlier,” she said, though she wasn’t really. Well she was sorry about him seeing them, but not for what she was doing. Hell, Hector was eating it up.“What were you doing with Hector?” he asked and then looked at her with an expression of confusion. “And how come everyone is walking around naked? I saw people fighting in the street earlier.”“I was just helping Hector with a problem he had,” she explained. She was…that wasn’t a total lie, now was it? And umm…I don’t know. Not sure why we wear clothes to start with. It’s our house. Kinda stupid, huh? Take yours off if you want to.”He stood up and looked even more confused at her.“Do it,” she insisted. “Take your damn clothes off.”He nodded and then began pulling his pants down.She stared anxiously awaiting to see what popped out and she didn’t have to wait long. As his pants rolled down, his genitals flopped out and she was startled to discover, like his brother, his man parts were far larger than they should have been. By no means were they as large as Hector’s but they were easily described as bigger than normal.At that moment, Hector stepped into the room and saw his brother was naked. Without any warning or preamble, he shucked his own clothes and walked up to his mother and began to rub her ass with his hand.Ruben watched in rapt horror and fascination as the two of them began to make out and then flopped on to his small bed and began to fuck.Veronica was on top, riding Hector’s nine inch cock like a fucking cowboy on a horse. Her tits were flopping every which direction and her son beneath her was moaning and clawing at her plump belly like it was a third tit. She reached up and pulled hard on her thick nipples and then lunged forward onto all fours, her face maybe a foot or so from Ruben’s.“Fuck it…fuck that damn pussy, boy!” she muttered to Hector beneath her. His mouth had found her torpedo shaped tits by this point and she was nearly out of control with sexual ecstasy. She looked over at Ruben and the boy was still just standing there and gawking much as he had earlier when she’d noticed him out in the hall watching them.His penis was growing erect and it fascinated her to no end. Was he man enough to climb into this fray? She reached out for his penis just as she heard voices out in the living room.She heard heavy footsteps…not walking but bustling and then the door swung fully open and men in black swat outfits burst in wearing gasmasks.“Aw fuck shit,” the first man in the trio cursed.“Your turn, asshole,” one of the others said as he and the third man turned and exited the room, leaving the one armed fellow standing at the foot of the bed.“You sick fucking bitch,” he muttered at her as he raised his rifle and took aim.Out in the living room, the other two men examined the dining table and its nearly empty bowl of soup.“What’s on the floor there?” one asked the other.“Looks like milk I guess…fuck who cares?”About that moment a brief rip of gunfire erupted from the bedroom and then the third man reappeared and joined his two comrades.“So who’s gonna tell Alvarez we ko’d his whole fucking family?”“Fuck you two…I’m the one had to shoot the bitch and two k**s. I’m done for the day man…you assholes can have this fucking shit.”“You see the size of the cock on the older one? Damn, I think he’s got boner of the day, man!” the one closest to the front door commented as they all filed out into the complex hallway leaving the door wide open.The shooter lingered at the door as his two friends carried on down the hall. Looking back into the apartment he scanned in one last time, feeling as though something was off or amiss. After a moment, he gave up and departed.Minutes later, Beth emerged from the closet in the kitchen and wandered back in the apartment towards the bedrooms.“Well fuck,” she commented as she gazed into Ruben’s room at the carnage within it. “I don’t guess anybody here is ever gonna suck my titties.” Without concern, she waltzed back into the kitchen and returned to her soup.To be continued…

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Here’s to You, Mrs. RobinsonLooking back on it, those summer days seem so unreal; unbelievable. Sometimes I can’t believe it all actually happened at all – let alone happened to me! Yet, during the summer of my junior year in college, I found myself, for a few glorious months, passionately involved in a hot and heavy affair with a fantastic woman, an older woman – who happened to be the wife of my Dad’s business partner.Even today, when I think back on it, I still hear ‘Scarborough Fair’ going through my head. It was the song Mrs. Robinson used to hum in that deep velvety voice of hers, whenever she was getting dressed; running a brush through her heavy black hair, smoothening her dress into place, repairing her lipstick in the front of the bathroom mirror, while from my position on the bed, I watched her: fascinated by the ritual of feminine fussing and primping she put on, before she donned those dark glasses of hers, and went out to face the world. I was to learn that whenever she hummed that little tune, she was feeling really good: a well-satisfied, sexually-satiated woman. When those sweet memories flood back on me, they inevitably bring another picture to mind: the image of that elegant lady’s long sensual body, all naked and inviting, and just waiting for me as she lay stretched out on that motel room bed.***Mrs. Robinson didn’t say a word when I nudged her hip; just turned over obligingly to flop on her belly, to lay with head turned to one side, black hair spilling down on the pillow, eyes closed, and a little smile on her painted lips. It gave me the chance to just sit there and contemplate her smooth naked back, and her gorgeous ass. I loved that womanly ass of hers; softly voluptuous, and oh so caressible. Couldn’t get enough of that ass. I loved to lay on the bed, and watch her as she got up to go to the bathroom, fascinated by the jello-like jiggle of Mrs. Robinson’s plump rearmounds as she padded off to the bathroom.Now I would lay on that same bed, propped up on one shoulder, staring at the upturned ass, poised just inches from my face. I liked her best just like this; when she was perfectly happy to let me do what I wanted to her, while she lay there – all soft and warm and passive. Once she let me take her clothes off while she just stood there, with arms dangling down at her sides. With trembling hands, I unzipped her dress, came around in front of her and pulled it off her shoulders and down her front, and then kept on undressing her piece by piece, with her smiling at me all the while, and not saying a word. I really liked her like that.She never said much when she was in one of those quiet moods, just let me do what I wanted…to a point, that is. One time she confided in me that she liked it best when a man acted like a man; a real man, the kind that knew how to take charge of things in the bedroom. I kinda liked that too. Of course, there were other times, most times in fact, when she wanted to be in charge, to control things, everything. If she was in a bad mood, she could be a real bitch, treating me like I was stupid or something, ordering me around like I was the hired help. It was hard to tell with her.And I never knew when we met in the coffeeshop just what kind of mood she was in. This attractive lady would stroll in with that air of supreme self-confidence she had; always well-dressed, meticulously groomed, perfectly made up, looking great: a tall and slender brunette in high heels and some exclusive designer outfit, with those big dark glasses of hers. With her dark silky hair tumbling down to her shoulders in a mass of thick soft folds, Mrs. Robinson was one helluva beautiful woman. She even smelled good!The minute she sat down, she began explaining the way she arranged things: a competent woman with a mind of her own. She knew just what she wanted. And she seemed always in a hurry, eager to get started. She hated wasting time; constantly looking at her delicate Cartier watch, telling me how much time we had, and explaining what I was to do. She would already have gotten the room, and she’d slip me the duplicate keycard under the table. She would tell me how long I was to wait before I went upstairs. I was to leave first, to avoid the lobby, come back by the side door, and be sure to use the back elevator. She always asked if I had parked around the back, so that her cream-colored Mercedes wouldn’t be seen in the same parking lot as my beat up old Toyota, even though she knew I parked out back every time we got together. Mrs. Robinson was like that – super-careful. But then, I couldn’t blame her really. After all, she had a lot more to loose than I did if her husband ever found out she was spending her Thursdays at the Holiday Inn humping some college guy. A guy young enough to be her son.Of course I knew her son, Kyle. Besides Mr. Robinson being my Dad’s partner, the Robinson’s were friends of my parents. They lived nearby, in the same plan as we did – Fairmont Acres, and we saw them a lot. Kyle was away at Kent State now. He was a jock, and a loud-mouthed jerk, who was always bragging about girls were always coming on to him. It’d blow his mind if he found out that I was banging his good-looking Mother!Yeah, he’d really go nuts if he knew the truth about his Mom: that classy Mrs. Robinson, with her big expensive house, her fancy dinners parties, her bridge games, and her charity work, was one horny bitch who was crazy about young guys, and who fucked like a mink.Oh, yeah she liked her sex alright, but she liked it her way. Everything had to be her way. Whatever we did in bed, she called the shots.I remember sitting on the bed together, both of us naked, with our arms around each other, when I buried my face in her soft, wonderfully smelling hair and kissed her along the neck. She arched canlı bahis back and let me ease her down onto the bed. She reached up for me, but I pulled back and instead nudged her hip urging her over, and after a slight hesitation, she let me roll her onto her belly. And then that day, for the very first time, I kissed Mrs. Robinson’s ass.She folded her arms under her head; a dreamy smile curled her lips. Her long legs slid open, scissored languidly on the sheets, and she gave an excited wiggle, rubbing her pussy all over the mattress. You could tell she loved it: being felt up, having a guy play with her ass. Her wriggling response fired me to go for more, and I started to fondle that generous, nicely-shaped bottom, using both hands, grabbing full handfuls of meaty ass; squeezing and moving the wobbly mounds all around while Mrs. Robinson hummed, and squirmed in growing excitement. How I loved getting my hands on that wonderful ass!That day, on a whim, I pried her cheeks apart and held her open to me. Suddenly, she tensed up as she realized that I was looking into the opened crack to examine her asshole. It was small and pinkish, and I watched it clench down, tightening before my very eyes upon being exposed like that. Fascinated, I extended one finger and lightly touched her there.Instantly, a hand shot back; grabbed me by the wrist, pointed nails digging viciously into my flesh. “No!” she snapped, yanking my hand away. “Not there! I don’t like that!” Her tone was cold, hostile, insolent, demanding. The vehemence of her reaction took me by surprise. It was the sort of sharp rebuke an angry parent lays on a naughty c***d. And I didn’t like it. Not one bit.It ruined the mood, for both of us I guess, and though later she tried a little to make it up to me, she still remained kinda frosty for the rest of the afternoon.And after that, whenever we got to rolling around on the bed, kissing and feeling each other up, and I tried to stick a finger in her butt to play with her asshole a bit, I got the same violent reaction. The hand would fly back to stop me, grabbing my hand and flinging it away. Once she even slapped my hand and snarled at me to cut it out. After that, she’d suddenly turn cold and hostile, as though I had turned off a switch. It sure put a damper on the afternoon. But I couldn’t help it. The more she cursed me out, rejecting my exploring finger, the more obsessed I became about visiting that clenching little asshole of hers – in more ways than one.I though of her angry reaction…a lot.Of course in the end, it always went down her way: She’d be naked, down on hands and knees, floppy tits hanging down below her, and she’d want me to fuck her from behind. Other times she’d kneel on the bed and get down on her elbows with forehead on the pillow, offering up her beautiful rich ass in my direction. The first time she did this, I just stood there with my hardon sticking up in the air, just staring at her. I guess I didn’t move fast enough, because she looked over her shoulder at me and snapped: “What the hell are you waiting for, Benjamin…do it! Fuck me!”Yeah, Mrs. R. was one of those randy chicks who simply loved a good fuck, couldn’t get enough of it. And she went crazy when she was taken from behind. She wouldn’t go down on me. No way was she going to give me a blow job. Wouldn’t take it in her mouth, or even as much as kiss my cock when I tried to offer it to her. And no missionary position for that gal! No, she wanted it one way. What she wanted was a good stiff cock up her cunt, from behind, always from behind. You would never know it to see her strolling so coolly in her high heeled shoes through that coffeeshop, but Mrs. Robinson loved nothing better than being mounted and fucked like an a****l.I’d climb up on the bed behind her, on my knees, grab her by the hips, and slip it into her wet. She’d explode – just go wild: squirming hotly, panting and moaning, and shaking her head, her hair flying around like a crazy woman’s, as I pumped into her and did my level best to hold on, and keep from coming too soon.Yeah, Kyle would never know just what a sexy Mom he had; besides being a classy lady, she was a great lay. Quite a piece of ass! But there was one other little piece of information about his oh-so-proper Mother that he would never believe; that no one would ever believe. It turns out that his Mom, our Mrs. Robinson, was really into the kinky stuff! And what really turned her on was being tied up. That turned her on big time!That little piece of news was something I had only found out about only two weeks ago, when she told me to bring a handful of my old ties with me next time. She casually asked if I remembered to bring them as she sat on the bed unhitching her long black stockings, and rubbing them down her beautiful legs. And when I hauled a bunch out of my backpack to show her, she smiled at me and told me I was a ‘good boy’. I almost expected a pat on the head!Then, standing up and turning around away from me, she reached up in back to undo her bra. I watched her fingers work open the little clasp, as she asked me, over her shoulder, if I ever played games with my ‘little girlfriends’. Did I like tying them up, for example. I just stared at her; not sure I had heard what I thought I’d heard!I was still standing there with a fistful of ties in my hand, when she turned around to face me directly, casually brushing the dangling bra off her arms. My eyes went immediately to her naked tits. Mrs. Robinson has nice tits. They’re big, but not too big, and they don’t stick out like they do on some girls with big boobs. No, hers are sort of soft and floppy; two slightly flattened mounds that wobble when she moves, like now when she was bending over to run her black lace panties down her legs. She stepped free bahis siteleri of the inky puddle of silk as she explained what she wanted me to do.She would get on the bed, and lay flat on her stomach. She showed me how she wanted me to wrap the ties around her wrists and ankles and then stretch her out, tying her arms over her head and her spread-open legs to the corners of the bed. Then I was to take the pillows, both of them, fold them over, and jam them under her belly to jack up her hips. This also had the effect of nicely serving up her gaping cunt, so I could kneel between her out-stretched legs and fall on her, slithering up her bare back while my prick slid smoothly up her pussy.I found out that just tying her down was enough to get her all hot and bothered, and by the time I shoved it in her, she was already sopping wet and practically begging me to fuck her. It pressed all her buttons: being tied down and stretched out like that, spread-eagled on the bed. And that day I fucked her silly, and Mrs. Robinson, all hot and sweaty, just kept taking that pounding, urging me on all the while through clenched teeth, cursing and calling me every name in the book. The bitch couldn’t get enough. I never met a woman like her before or since. She was insatiable!That was an unforgettable afternoon.END of 1/2Part TwoFor the next six days, I found myself constantly thinking of Mrs. Robinson’s lovely upturned bottom. I was obsessed with it: couldn’t shake the image of that wonderful mature womanly ass, just sitting there before me. I thought of her ass, and of her vehement rejection whenever I tried to finger her butt. She sure hated that! Took charge immediately. Once she even ordered me to get dressed, and get the hell out! She scared me, and got me mad at the same time. I thought of that now, as I remembered last Thursday, when I had tied Mrs. Robinson down. It got me hot all over again, just thinking about it!.It came to me that once I had her tied down like that, I could do anything to that ass of hers. Anything I wanted, and she couldn’t do a damn thing about it. Oh, she’d bitch alright, but she had to take whatever I dished out to her. By now, I was sick and tired of her calling the shots; always pushing me around, telling me what to do. Next time, it would be lots of sex alright, but not sex her way. It’s be sex my way!And so today, such thoughts were going through my mind as I looked down on the naked lady all laid out before me. I urged her over onto her stomach and I knelt behind her with my hard cock at the ready, hardly able to keep my excitement in check. I went about tying her to the bed while sporting one painfully stiff hardon. I couldn’t help smiling to myself when she obligingly turned over, not suspecting a thing. She buried her face in the pillow, and silently raised her hands over her head, offering me her wrists to bind. I worked carefully, adjusting the ties; tight but not too tight. As she once said: ‘It would never do for her to be seen leaving a motel with ropeburns’!Once I was satisfied that she had just the right bit of slack, I went around to the foot of the bed where I’d left my backpack to dig out the tube of K-Y jelly that I bought just for today’s visit. Looking down at the naked lady before me, I carefully greased my rock solid prick…and came damn close to shooting off! But I bit my lower lip, took a deep breath, and shook myself. I had to get a grip on myself.By now the situation was getting to me, and I was really hot. Here was this mature woman, a beautiful nicely-curved woman, completely naked and stretched out helplessly before me. And I could do anything I wanted with her! And the most she could do was bitch about it. She couldn’t tell anyone. Just like I couldn’t. As she warned me more than once: this had to be our little secret, what went on this room. No one must ever know.Impatient by now, she twisted around as far as she could, trying to look over her shoulder, without much success, straining up to see what I was doing.”Come on, Benjamin!” she ordered, all hot to trot. “What are you waiting for?””I’m just getting ready,” I said, coming up on her with the tube of lubricant in my hand.I climbed up on the bed, to kneel between her legs.I gave the woman an affectionate pat on the rearend, and she answered with a excited little wiggle to her hips. And when I grabbed her wide ass in both opened hands, she let her head fall back down and kinda purred. Tightening my grip, I dug my fingers into the sides of her spongy cheeks, curled my thumbs deep into her crack, and pried her open.”Benjamin! What are you doing!?” her voice was sharp, instantly alert, suspicious. I knew that tone of voice: the bitch was back.I didn’t answer her, just kept holding her spread rearcheeks wide apart with one splayed hand, while I used the middle finger of the other to apply a dab of gel squarely on Mrs. Robinson’s stubbornly resisting asshole.The minute I touched her anus, she let out a helluva protest, just like I knew she would.”No, not there!” she hissed, twisting around and yanking on her bonds. “Benjamin! No! What do you think you’re dooooing?!”I ignored her, just let her straining cheeks snap shut, and then immediately fell on her outstretched body, snaking up that warm, lightly-sweating back till I lay d****d over her naked body, my hips resting comfortably right on her heavenly pillows, my cock nestled in the hot, tightly-clenching rearcrack of her soft warm bottom. I buried my face in her fragrant hair, and with my lips beside her ear, I whispered: “Mrs. Robinson, let me tell you something. You’ve got one big beautiful ass. Has anyone ever told you that? And now you know what I’m gonna do?” I wiggled my hips. “I’m gonna fuck that pretty ass of yours.””What are you talking about?” She strained upward as güvenilir bahis far as she could between her outstretched arms. “Untie me!!” Her voice was louder, an insistent bray. I could feel the wave of fear that raced through her at my threat; her ass tensed instinctively under me; her crack tightening down as he butt contracted on my solid prick.”You still don’t get it, do you?”I moved my pelvis, nudging my prick up just a little in her hot crack to let her get the feel of me deep in there, in that most intimate place.”Nooo,” she raged, yanking on her bounds in frantic desperation.I lay on top of her, letting her feel my naked body, my full weight pinning her to the mattress. I felt her quiver under me. Then she got deadly still. The voice she used now was that voice of cold authority – the one I knew so well. The voice of one who’s used to being obeyed…of Mrs. Robinson in charge.”Benjamin,” she enunciated slowly and clearly with a cold threat in her voice, “you are to untie me – this instant.””No can do, Mrs. Robinson. You see, you’re really in no position to tell me what to do. Now settle down and be nice, or I’ll have to spank you too – then I’ll fuck your ass anyway. Anyway you look at it you loose.”She started in on me again, but I just ignored her, placed my finger back on its little target and pressed while Mrs. Robinson’s ass squirmed and gyrated frantically. She tightened up and reared back, but I just kept the pressure on that little ring of muscle till it yielded to me and my fingertip popped in, getting a whimper from the writhing lady.***I screwed my twisting finger up her asshole, well-lubricating her rectum, while Mrs. Robinson stretched out was making little throaty grunts with each little poke I gave her. She tightened up, closing on my finger instinctively as she reared back; I jiggled it a little, diddling her till she gurgled. She whimpered and tossed her head, shaking the soft folds of hair. Then I slowly eased my finger out of the sucking hole and watched it snap shut.Frantically, I grabbed my prick between my fingers and pressed the head right into her ass, forcing it into the resistance of the stubborn reargate, while she groaned, and arched back.When I felt her resistance just beginning to weaken, I shoved harder driving my prick through the fleshy ring of muscle, gaining just a bit of entrance. She threw her thick hair back, and clenched her jaws as my prick forced its way into her rectum for the very first time. She gave a tight grunt, at each inch that I gained.I clamped her hips, and held onto her as I kept pressing forward till my cock, which had been encountering a second wave of resistance, suddenly popped in and slid smoothly right up her rectum.Mrs. Robinson gurgled from deep in her throat and, as I wiggled my hips. I heard her give out with a long wavering “oooooh,” a deep-throated moan when, with a powerful thrust of my hips, I drove up into her till my prick was all the way up in; my hairy crotch smack up against her smooth white rearmounds. It nearly drove me crazy when she tightened on me, clamped my prick in a vise-like grip like small fist. I wiggled my hips happily, letting her get the full feel of me up there, letting this mature, wonderful woman know she now had my entire college-boy’s cock up her ass.The skewered woman was twisting against her restraints and giving out with low hollow moans, distinctive sounds of love-making that I recognized; no longer pleading sighs of distress, but now something else – deep seated groans of sexual pleasure, the full-throated moans of a healthy, sensual woman caught up in the throes of passion. I smiled to myself, inanely pleased to be the one to force this excruciating pleasure upon her.Her passionate moans spurred me on. My hips were bucking instinctively, pumping into her with savage urgency, my prick sliding deep into the older woman’s bowels in slow methodical strokes while I tightened my grip on her hips. I forced myself to slow to a more measured pace and brought forth a low groan of deep-seated pleasure from the impaled woman. At that moan I drove my prick all the way up her churning ass, till I could grind my hips against the softly pliant cheeks of Mrs. Robinson’s lush, lovely bottom. It was then that I felt the first tremors begin to build in the body stretched-out beneath me.I clenched my ass against the repeated thrills that racked me, each more exquisite than the last, threw back my head, and with a single brutal thrust, lunged into the woman under me, burying himself deep in her gyrating bottom. Unbelievably, I was fucking the elegant Mrs. Robinson up the ass!The lusty woman was crying out and squirming, raging like an a****l, totally out of control.”Oh, yess…lover…fuck me…fuck me… fuck meeeee!!” she repeated mindlessly in a breathy moan, tossing her thick black hair wildly about, caught up in sexual heat, burning with unbearable pleasure.I felt the wild escalation of my own creamy pleasure, and knew I couldn’t hold on much longer. The skewered woman beneath me was thrashing about like a mad woman as we fucked in rapid, heart-pounding thrusts. Then I felt it: a deep-seated quivering, the unmistakable trembling of a beginning orgasm that rose up in her out-stretched body. A tremendous surge of pleasure shot up in me, shook me as I arched back and grunted. And I came, erupting massively, pumping my cum repeatedly into Anne Robinson’s warm, wonderful bottom, as she quivered and cried out and then moaned a shivering moan of profound satisfaction.***She finally came down to earth and got herself together enough to get up and climb woozily out of bed. She started to walk away, but turned around and leaned over, bring a hand up to my face as she leaned down to give me kiss. Then I watched her pad off, still warm and naked, to the bathroom, humming her little tune: ‘Are you going to Scarborough Fair?…’ – all bright-eyed and bushy-tailed, with a little smile of contentment, and a bit of a swagger in her walk. So here’s to you, Mrs. Robinson.

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Master’s First InspectionMaster’s First InspectionBy Daddy_JackThe little one stands before Him for the first time. As instructed she stands in the middle of the hotel room and keeps the eye contact her Master demands. She waits, lost in her thoughts with the tension of the moment making her entire being scream inside.Master’s instructions for dress were specific and the girl made sure she did as ordered. She is wearing a white button down blouse, dress jeans, a red bra and panties. The outfit extenuates her shapely curves and perfect B cup breast. Her chestnut hair is down to her shoulders flowing in a partial curl. Her skin is the color of cream and radiates the soft texture of her youth. Her blue eyes blink as she continues to make the eye contact demanded.Silently the girl stands with her hands at her side waiting nervously for what is to come next. Master senses her nervousness and says, “You have nothing to fear, little one.” and gives her a quick smile. The sound of His baritone voice is firm but non-threatening and she knows she has nothing to dread. Despite what her brain tells her, the sexual tension is electric.She remembers their first aborted meeting, and how empty that experience left her, and she suspects Master. At the last moment she fled the restaurant before He arrived, fear gripping her beyond her tolerance. They had chatted on IM and the phone for several weeks before she would agree to meet and then she lost her nerve. Feeling certain that she had blown any chance of being his “littlie one” she ignored his contacts. He persisted, however, being an experienced Dom and understanding the sometimes-fickle nature of a submissive new to the lifestyle.After a three more weeks of chatting on the IM her courage returned and she agreed to meet Him. They had lunch. He was polite, kind and very gentle, but she also sensed an aura around him as one not to be trifled with. A professional man accustomed to using power but with an intelligence that drew Him to her.Standing now in front of Him she remembers their drive after lunch, the trip to Priscella’s Adult Store. She remembers how He kept His “no play” rules for the first meeting (even though she remembers thinking at the time how much she wanted to submit to Him then and there). She remembers their parting, and how He kissed her softly, and allowed the kiss to linger, and his hand brushed over her perfect breasts and she felt a shiver go down her back anticipating things to come.She was startled from her daydreaming by Master’s voice. “Turn around, slowly for me” he said. As instructed, she slowly began to turn in place. “Stop” he said, and the slave froze in her tracks.”Bend over” was the command, and she did as instructed, realizing her bottom was now facing Master, and she was sure he was getting a good first look at her; that pleased her.She stayed in that position for a long moment until she heard “Stand straight, and turn to face me. Keep eye contact”. She did as directed.Her eyes meet Master’s, and she observed Him sitting in the corner chair. She realized now the lights were low, but candles were burning, giving the room a soft glow. She saw Master sitting in His black shirt, black shorts, while cotton socks. A bag was sitting next to him, and a glass by the other. He stared intently, to examine her up and down, and His eyes seem to pierce right through her body.While watching her, he picked up the glass and slowly took a drink, of what she didn’t know. She remembered his “no drinking during play” rules, so assumed it wasn’t liquor. The eyes were locked together with an intense stare, and she felt herself getting very wet. She was also starting to shake.He sat the glass back down, and returned His gaze. “Unbutton your blouse, pulling it from underneath your skirt, and allow it to d**** on your breasts” was His order, said softly, but most directly.The blouse pulled easily from underneath the jeans, and her fingers were shaking slightly as she unbuttoned the blouse, starting from the top of the blouse, and working down. After a moment of fumbling (to which Master made no comment; she saw the patience in His eyes) the blouse fell open, but d****d against the inside of her breasts, so nothing was really exposed … yet. She stood, eyes locked, feeling her nipples become rock hard, and her pussy gushing wetness.She could tell He was admiring the soft and clear skin of her stomach and upper chest, her creamy skin against the contrast of the red bra and white blouse made a very appealing sight to Master, she thought. Master stared intently at her in a manner that made her very nervous. She thought about speaking, asking if something was wrong, but then remembered His instructions at the beginning…. “You are to remain silent, unless spoken to first. You are to maintain eye contact at all times. You may only speak first to use your safeword. Do you understand?”. She remembers nodding “yes”.”Come over to me” He said, and she cautiously begins to walk toward His corner chair. She stops in front of Him. He reaches up, takes the fingers on her right hand, and pulls on them downward, saying “Kneel down, here, in front of me”. She finds herself instantly dropping to her knees, realizing she is between Master’s knees, directly in front of Him. Their faces are inches apart, and maintaining eye contact becomes difficult. She starts to look away, and quickly feels a hand pulling her hair hard. “Maintain eye contact I said” were Master’s words, not harsh, but firm. Her head smarted from the hair pulling, but she found herself feeling drenched in arousal at this experience.His hands cupped her face, and she feels Him intently touching her face, neck, hair, ears… everything about her. His fingers traced a line down her neck to the top of her chest, and followed the outline of her bra, down to the V.He ran the back of His fingers across the top of her breasts, and she sees him smile slightly at the sensation. He looks up at her and their eyes meet again. She starts to smile nervously but sees only His intense gaze in return, and quickly drops the smile. She begins to wonder if He doesn’t like what He is seeing.He looks down at her bra as His hands move to her sides, under the blouse. She feels Him begin to caress her skin with His palms, slowly, stopping to squeeze the skin periodically. His hands move around her back, pulling her forward slightly, but she keeps balanced. She canlı bahis feels His hands move up her back, over her bra, and to her shoulders. The blouse is pulling open at the front, and she feels a blush of self-consciences as her bra-covered breasts become exposed to Him.”Stand” He says, removing His hands from her body. She does so quickly, not wishing to disappoint.”Remove your blouse”, and at the command she pulls the garment from her shoulders and allows it to drop at her feet.”Come” and he motions her forward, and down, and she returns to her previous position of being on her knees between His knees.”Turn” was his next order, and she turns around, with her back to Him. This struck her as being rude to Master, but it was Master’s order. She feels Master’s eyes on her back for a long time. She feels His hands running through her hair, and moving some hair to His nose, and he enjoys the aroma of her hair with its delightful smell. His hands move to her shoulders, and she feels him kneading her skin, touching it in different ways… first firmly, them softly … almost a tickle. Hands moving slowly down her arms, going from full palm to just His fingertips, returning to her shoulders. Master’s hands continue to explore, touching the slave’s back in the same manner as her arms. He stops and she feels him pushing together the skin and “Ouch!” she says, as without warning she realizes he has popped a zit. “Quite” comes the stern command in return. She bows her head.His hands continue to the inspection, moving to her sides, and up under her arms. “Raise your arms” he instructs, and she does, feeling his fingertips move into her armpit. The slut begins to laugh, for it tickles. “Hmmm” Master says…. “I have found something to use” and He tickles her and she giggles involuntarily moving her arms down.She hears Master chuckle, and knows she has pleased Him, causing her to smile inside. “Raise your arms!” comes the command, and she, as always, obeys. Master’s fingertips return to under her arms, and he begins a delicious touch of her skin. “Control yourself, wench” he says, and even though it tickles, the slave uses all of her concentration to hold her arms up, and keeps from laughing, although the muffled giggle is inevitable, and she thinks He likes that.The tormenting stops, and He allows that she may lower her arms. She feels His fingertips return to the top of her shoulders, then tracing a line down her shoulder blades, until he reaches the bra strap. With His right fingers alone, she feels the bra material at the hasp being pulled together, and then released. The tension from her bra strap is immediately released, and the slave feels the garment become loose, but continuing to hang on her body. She thinks this is an especially erotic sensation, having her bra hanging on her breasts, from her shoulders, but having nothing yet exposed to her Dom.His hands and fingers begin to caress her entire back, and she feels His finger nails lightly scratching her full back. She begins to lean forward, curving her back ever so slightly, and Master makes no comments. The back scratch feels good on her skin. She closes her eyes, enjoying so this attention and these delightful sensations.The back scratching stops with His command “Turn to face me” and she does so instantly, feeling very vulnerable with her bra hanging so loosely from her body, in front of Master. “Remove your bra, slowly, pulling the bra strap off your shoulders from arms crossing your chest”. She has to think for a second what He means, then realizes that He wants the straps pulled down, and her beautiful cups revealed slowly… a bit teasingly.The wench does as directed, crossing her arms with fingers on the opposite bra strap, and pulls the strap down her arms. She slowly moves her arms away from her body, and her breasts with rock hard nipples become exposed.She observes Master looking at her naked body, with an admiring look in his eyes at the perfect breasts of His pet. He reaches out with His right hand, and His fingertips brush across the naked skin, sending new shivers down the slave’s back. He makes a circular motion with His fingers, moving from the side of her left breast, around the top, to the right side, the bottom, then back to the side. She feels the back of His fingers brush across her nipple, and the rock hard turns even harder, as if they are going to burst.Both of Master’s hands then move to her chest, and she feels the delicious warmth of His hands cupping both tits at once. He squeezes them, gently, then a little harder, with His palm grinding against her nipples, exciting them even more. She feels the palm of His hands push against her breast from the nipples, and His palms turn slightly as he pushes in, then releasing the pushing tension and allowing His hands and fingers to again capture these beautiful prizes.He continues this attention for what seems like hours but it was only minutes. The slave is becoming so wet and she can literally feel herself dripping into her panties. All the while, He continues to stare into her eyes, while enjoying the feeling of her body…. His body.His left thumb and index finger move to her lips. “Open your mouth, and wet my fingers” He says, and her mouth opens, the tongue protrudes slightly, and she feels His fingers slide inside her mouth, becoming very wet. He removes His fingers, moving toward her right nipple, and begins to run His wet fingers against the nipple. He moves His fingers back to her mouth, and the sequence repeats, several times. He then wets fingers from both hands at once, and begins to tease both nipples.His attentions to the slave’s nipples start in a gentle manner but as the attention continues, His fingers begin to pinch slightly, and pull the nipples. He then begins to pinch, pull and slightly twist the nipples, while pinching harder. At first this begins to hurt, slightly, but the pinching feeling is replaced by warmth across her body, that causes her pussy to gush.He then takes her nipples and pulls on them harder, causing her body to move forward. The slave’s face is almost touching Master’s, and she feels him give her a very soft, wet and sexy kiss, and then release her nipples.Master sits back, takes another drink, and looks again at His pet. Before returning the glass to the table, he moves the cold glass across each nipple, leaving it wet, and chilled ever so slightly.The Dom sits up straight bahis siteleri in His chain, moves forward toward her, with their faces again almost touching. She feels His hands move to the snap on her jeans, and she can feel the snap being released, and the zipper moved down. She feels even more vulnerable, with her jeans hanging unsnapped and unzipped, exposing the top of her panties.While continuing to look her straight in the eye, she feels His hand move under her jeans and down the lower portion of her stomach. He clit is throbbing and she yearns for the touch of Master’s fingertips. She feels His fingertips and palm continue to explore, but stop before He reaches her very hard clit and wet cunt. His hand moves back and forth, under the waistband of her panties.He removes His hands, sits back and orders “Stand”. She does. “Move back to the center of the room” comes the next order, and she obeys, as always.“Master wishes for the slave to remove her jeans”. She stands staring at Him, knowing that she is progressing to full exposing her body to this man, this man who she has grown to trust, and very much wanting to take her.She slips the jeans off her hips, and allows them to fall down her legs. She removes first one leg, then the other. She had worn no socks, so was standing completely naked, except for the very skimpy red panties.“Turn” he said, and the slave slowly begins a 180 degree turn, being inspected. She stops when she is again facing Master.“Come” he says, and motions her forward. She comes before Him, and kneels, without being told.“Very good” says Master, “you are learning your role well. I am pleased”. “Sit back with your butt against your calf, and place your hands on your thighs, palm up”. She does so.“This is your submissive position. This is how you are to greet me”. She says nothing, having not been asked a question.“Do you understand” came the first question of the session. “Yes, Master” was her reply.Master reaches into His bag and pulls out a black device, placing it around her neck and securing it.“This is your training collar” he tells her. “It represents my possession of you. As your training progresses, I will gift to you a new one, that we will pick out together”. The slave feels warmth of comfort having the collar around her neck.“You may touch it” He says, and her fingers feel the course material of the collar, and the steel of the hasp and D ring. It feels like a dog collar.“You will wear this when we are together.” He says matter of fact.Master reaches into the bag and removes a chain with a leather handle on one end, and a hasp on the other. The chain is made of chain-linked steel. Master attaches the hasp to the D ring on her collar.“This leash represents the bond between U/us. It is a symbol of our connection. Your offering me the leash is your gift of submission, my accepting it is my gift of Dominance to you”.He then stands for the first time, steps over the slut and says, “Get on your hands and knees”. She does so, and then feels a tug on the leash. “Come” says Master.She finds herself being lead by the leash, on her hands and knees, walking across the room. She wonders if He will want to do this publicly also, but decides to worry about that later. Instantly, she wonders where He is leading her; out of the room, in only her panties?Suddenly her fear is realized, as He leads her past the bed, and toward the door. She freezes inside, while at the same time feeling exhilaration. He stops at the hotel room door, opens the door, and begins to lead them through. She follows.Without explanation, He turns and leads them back into the room, without her ever having to leave. As He continues to lead her he says “very well done”, and she knows that He is pleased with her willingness to follow, but that was not in His plan for today…. Or at least this moment!They stop at the bed. “Jump up on the bed from your hands and knees little one” comes the order, and she does, putting her hands on the bed like a dog might do, coiling her lower body slightly then jumping up. She feels His hand give her a light swat on the butt as she jumps. This is all very new and strange, but very exciting. She “stands” on the bed, on her hands and knees, with her leash firmly in Master’s hand. “Sit down” He says, and she sits, Indian style, not being sure what He wants. He gazes at her again, and begins to walk around the bed. She tries as best she can to maintain her eye contact with Master.When he reaches the other side of the bed, he tugs on the leash toward the head of the bed and says “Lay down, on your stomach”, and she immediately does so, arms at her side. She feels the leash fall to the bed cover, as Master walks to the foot of the bed.He takes her by the ankles, and she feels he body being dragged, until her knees dangle from the foot of the bed. He sits next to her, His hands roaming over her panty-covered ass, when suddenly SWAT! His hand is on her bottom, and the swat stings through her panties. She jumps a little, but holds her tongue. “Very good” is all He says.She feels Him take the waistband of the panties, and begin to pull them off her hips… slowly. They move down her thighs, over her calves, and finally off her feet. She is now laying face down, and completely naked. Vulnerable describes how she feels. He swats her butt again, more playfully than anything and says “Back up on the bed”, and she complies.He lies next to her, with His head even with her torso, and His hand begins to explore her bottom, roaming over the cheeks, squeezing, brushing his fingernails across the skin. His hands move to the inside of her thighs, and he spreads her legs apart more. She feels the air reach her very wet pussy.His index finger traces a line, starting at the top of her bottom, down between her cheeks, slowly. When he reaches her ass, he stops, and presses slightly, while separating her cheeks with the fingers of His other hand. This sensation is pleasant to the slave, and she involuntarily spreads her legs further apart to allow Him access, while at the same time closing her pelvic muscles, a natural reaction to repel an invader.He continues to caress, moving he fingers to her inner thigh, and tracing His fingers across the lower portion of her pussy’s outer lips, being careful not to use the finger that was touching her ass.She next feels His hand on her waist, pulling her over to roll on her back. She thinks that this güvenilir bahis is it, to be totally exposed. It happens in an instant, and the feeling is electrifying. She lies on her back, collared, next to her Master, completely naked, and dripping wet.“Spread you legs apart” He orders and she does so. He gazes at her hairless almost perfect beauty. The cool room air against her private inner skin causes her to shiver for an instant. She feels His hands and fingers trace around the outside of her outer lips, top around the side to the bottom and back to the top. His finger touches her clit hood, and she shakes, feeling even more wetness appear, if that would be possible. His finger traces the slit between her outer lips, and parts them ever so slightly while doing so. He continues this up and down motion, each time pressing in a little more… and opening her up even more.“Open your pussy with your fingers, little one” says Master. Her hands quickly move to her groin and open her outer lips to allow a closer inspection by her Owner. He takes her inner lips between His fingers, and pulls on them slightly, then takes one finger, and slide it in between the inner lips of his slave.His finger glides inside her, and she feels the fucking motion of His one long finger, sliding in and out, but only for a moment, and then He stops.Master scoots up in the bed so that He is lying next to the slave. She feels His one leg go under her body, and wrap around the opposite leg, so as to pin it down. His other leg rolls on top of her right leg, in such manner that Master’s legs are pinning hers. He lifts himself up so that her right arm is under His body, with His arm around her neck, holding the other arm. In an instant she finds herself pinned.His free hand returns to her pussy, this time rubbing her clit while gathering moistness from the pussy and spreading it over her clit. This is making a wonderful sensation and she cannot help but to moan.“Do not cum without permission” is His stern warning. “You must ask”, and she nods in understanding.She feels a powerful orgasm building, and asks “May I cum, Sir?” and he answers “Not Yet!”. She tries to hold back, and He continues to touch her clit in a magical way. “Please Sir” she says, a bit more desperately. “No” was his only response. After just a few moments she says “PLEASE MAY I CUM?” and he replies, “Yes”, then yelling at her “CUM, SLUT, CUM FOR MASTER. CUM NOW!” and she erupts into a powerful orgasm, her entire body shaking, fighting against the pinning of her arms and legs, although not successfully.As she starts to cool down from her orgasm, she realizes that He continues to play with her very swollen, and very sensitive, clit. She starts to involuntarily fight, but finds Him restraining her, making her unable to move. The continual stimulation begins to torment her, almost unbearably. “Stop!” she screams, and his hand, for an instant, moves from her pussy to a light slap across the face. “Ouch!” she says, but feels His hand return and continue to rub her clit and pussy.Her head flails back and forth, her hips buck to fight Him, but He is in control. She is His property to enjoy this night.She feels another orgasm begin to build, and inexplicably, finds herself cumming, without permission. She is overwhelmed by the sensation, yet He continues to touch her, without any interruption to His task.The harder she fights Him, the more He restrains her. Her breathing becomes fast and shallow, and she begins to feel light headed, when suddenly His touching slows, until she feels his fingers between her legs, but no stimulation.Her breathing slows and she begins to recover. After a few moments of relief she feels His touch again as He begins to rub her clit, and the cycle begins yet again.She has several more orgasms. The endless torment of her clit and pussy is interrupted only by moments of respite, and she begins to understand that Master is monitoring her, and allowing her to cool down and catch her breath before continuing His play.After her fourth orgasm, He releases her, and turns her to face Him. She curls up into a ball, a fetal position, as she feels His arms take her and pull her close to Him. After a moment, she feels him grab the edge of the bedspread, and pull it around them. The warmth feels good to her, as does the warmth of Master.They lay there for a long time, Him stroking her hair, lightly rubbing her back, and holding her close. She falls asleep in His arms, feeling a warmth and release she has not ever before experienced.When she awakens, she is lying as before, and Master continues to comfort her. He pulls her face to His, and kisses her. She likes that very much and smiles at Master, and He returns that wry grin she knows that she will become accustomed to.Master sits ups, removes His shirt and shorts, and the girl sees Him naked, for the first time. He rolls her back, and takes his cock in his hand, and begins to rub the tip across her nipple. She looks in his eyes, seeing the pleasure in His face, and then watches as His hard cock uses her nipple for pleasure. She sees Him gaze down her body, and he takes her left hand, places it by His balls, and says “stoke them for me”, and she does.After a few moments she sees him stroking his cock, drenched in his own pre-cum. Her nipple is slippery, and in a moment, she sees Him erupt with a powerful orgasm, spilling His cum all over her breasts. He takes a bit of His cum on the index finger, and places it at the wench’s mouth. She opens her tongue, and takes it. While she normally does not like the taste, she finds Master’s not at all objectionable.He is kneeling next to her, His still hard cock in his hand, as she continue to stroke His balls. In a moment, He lays down next to her. “Go get a warm wet wash cloth. Go on your knees”. The slut jumps off the bed, travels to the bathroom on hands and knees, get the wash cloth after bathing it in warm water, and grabs a towel. The wench puts the items in her teeth, and returns to the bed, jumping up from hands and knees.“Wash me first” He says, and she carefully washes Master, then cleans herself.Throwing the towels to the floor, Master pulls the slave down to the bed, wrapping them both under the cover. They drift off to sleep feeling very, very satisfied.As she drifts off, she is thinking about what lay ahead. “How else will He want to use me?” she wonders to herself. She expects that in the future she will take his load directly in her mouth, and take it deep in her pussy while he has sex with her. The thought of those things makes her feel warm. She snuggles closer to Master, feeling warm and very safe.

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iWant To Go Further #4 – iGo BackiCarly: iWant To Go Further #4 – iGo Back[Carly and Sam are still early in their relationship. When the more experienced Carly wants to go faster, how will Sam take it?]There were definitely some upsides to taking the final steps. It made Carly happy, and Sam would be lying if she said that having a mouth between her legs wasn’t enjoyable. Carly was rather eager to do that for some reason; perhaps so that Sam could return the favour.That being said, it did bring certain disadvantages. For one, Carly was occasionally a bit too eager, wanting it anyplace and anytime. Over the week, it even extended to public places.Because of this, Sam eventually found herself in Ridgeway’s storage room, with Carly pressing her against the door and their lips against each other. When her girlfriend’s tongue slipped past her lips, she didn’t really mind. When she felt a pair of hands groping her boobs, she started having second thoughts. When those hands slid down her body and started undoing her belt, she decided to stop it before it would get out of hand.”What if we get caught?” Sam whispered, trying her best to ignore Carly’s pouty face. And the batting of those eyelashes. And the way she twiddled her fingers.”Please? Wendy says she sees people doing it in here all the time, canlı bahis and they’ve never been caught.”Sam couldn’t help but think that if Wendy saw them, then clearly they had been caught, but refused to get side-tracked. Then again, Wendy always seemed to know a lot about people and their personal lives. Good thing she was discrete; Sam had no doubt that Wendy knew everything about her and Carly.”Um, hey. Can I come in?” Speak of the devil… “Just a heads-up, there’s going to be people coming here soon to make out, so I thought I’d warn you. You know, so you don’t get caught.” Sam blinked in amazement. That girl would make a great segment for iCarly: she had an eerie talent for knowing people’s whereabouts and activities. Sam made a mental note to discuss that with Carly later.”How long until they ar–” Carly began, but Sam quickly interrupted. She was not having sex in a storage room, no matter how long they’d be alone.”OK, thanks for the warning. Bye.” She dragged Carly out into the hall, leaving an amused Wendy behind. Amused, but slightly intrigued at the retreating ‘assets’. Carly and Sam both knew they were being checked out, and it excited them, especially coming from Wendy.Carly looked disappointed at not making love to Sam, but running into the group Wendy mentioned seemed to make her bahis siteleri realise that they barely escaped being caught. Fortunately, exhibitionism wasn’t among Carly’s many kinks.Of course, this did lead to Carly feeling unsatisfied for the rest of the day. Sam knew, because Carly took literally every opportunity to kiss, hug or rub herself against Sam. Every single time they were alone, Carly would be all over her. Sam knew it was a display of affection, but perhaps too much display of too much affection.”Carly… could you wait just a while? I promise I’ll take care of you when we get to your place.”Taking care of her; what an odd thing to call it. She remembered when Carly took care of her when she was sick, feeding her chicken soup and cuddling her back to health. Back then, she could still hear the phrase ‘take care of you’ without it sounding dirty.She missed that time.* * *Home sweet home. It would be extra sweet for Carly today. Spencer wasn’t home; they had the place all to themselves. She grinned at Sam, who was walking behind her. The blonde had promised to ‘take care of her’ earlier today. Carly couldn’t wait to get that girl in her bedroom. At the moment, it was hard to care about whether or not that made her a slut.Sam didn’t follow her up the stairs.Initially, Carly felt disappointment. güvenilir bahis When she saw Sam’s face, however, it melted away to be replaced by concern. Something was clearly bothering the other girl, and even when her mind was clouded by lust, Carly knew that Sam had priority over sex.”What’s wrong?” Instead of upstairs, Carly led her girlfriend towards the couch, an arm around Sam’s shoulder and a hand for Sam to hold. Sam accepted the offered hand, but didn’t speak. Her face, however, spoke of conflict and apology. Whereas she had been concerned before, she was now scared. She knew that look. Sam was about to reveal something Carly wouldn’t like.”Carly, I love you. I really do.” She had an idea of where this was going; her fears increased tenfold. “This week… these two weeks, they’ve been great.” This wasn’t happening. This could not be happening. “But–” Don’t say it, Sam. Don’t you dare say it. “–I think we’re better as friends.”She said it.”I’m sorry, Carly…”When Sam got up, Carly couldn’t stop her, her muscles refusing to respond. When Sam stepped out of the apartment, Carly couldn’t even yell after her – it felt like she was suffocating. Finally, when Sam closed the door behind her, Carly couldn’t hold back her tears.* * *”I’m ho– …Freddie?””Hey.””Why are you here? Where’s Carly?””She’s upstairs.””Oh, alr–””I think you should go talk to her.””Why? What happened? Is she OK?””Not… really.””What happened?””Sam and she broke up.””Oh.””Yeah.””…””Want me to come with you?””Please.”

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DP by 2 Black men, I asked them to do me.We pulled over and parked our 4X4, while my husband got out and went to the check-point with our passports. We were in Nigeria, on the outskirts of the city, and the heat was unbearable, as I sweated profusely, suddenly my lack of underwear made me very uncomfortable.Men were walking past the car and staring in, and my mind wondered what it was that was flashing through their minds as they eyed me up and down, their looks more menacing and leering, even the guard with his rifle, besides me, shifted uncomfortably, his eyes always on the expanse of bare thigh, I tied to cover, but the hem was mid thigh, and my efforts were in vain.My husband had taken the car keys with him, leaving the windows down, but the stifling heat was becoming unbearable as I sat in my own sweat, ‘I need to go out’, I said the guard, but he smiled, showing perfect white teeth against his very black skin, ‘No maam’, he said politely, ‘they will gang fuck you’, and as he said it his eyes fell onto my bare thighs, as if letting my know, my dress sense implied I was asking for it.Suddenly there were whistles and cat calling as a couple of young black girls were walking up the the same place my husband had entered. They too were wearing skimpy outfits, and were very pretty. My guard started laughing and I looked at him, ‘What’s funny’, I queried?He pointed to where a small crowd of men had gathered around one of the girls who suddenly reappeared from the door they had walked through, and as I watched I saw her dress being removed and within minutes she was naked, and the surge of men on her was frightening.’Can’t you do something’, I said panicking?His eyes were bulging as his laughter turned to a look of jealous rage, he was acting canlı bahis as if I were not there beside him, and to my horror, his hand was gripping his erection, now unmistakeably shaped in his pants, as he caressed himself.I could see her body as each man took turns with her, then she stood up and walked off to the back of the building with some men, and my guard laughed out loud, it was consensual, she had come back out to fuck, ‘She like it’, he repeated over and over, his erection now very obvious, soon the men’s stares turned back to me, sex here in Africa appears to be as casual as it comes.Then I saw my husband appear from the throng and push his was back to the car, what he had to say was not pleasing, ‘It’s going to take ages’, he said, ‘you go back to the hotel and relax, cool off, and I will call you when to come’.’What time frame are we talking about’, I queried, 4 to 6 hours he replied.The driver got back in and started up the engine, feeling the cool air from the air condition was a wonderful feeling, ‘Put it on full’, I said as we pulled away from the throng, and I noted my guards cock was still making a massive protuberance in his green pants.The cold air had an immediate effect on my nipples, where were wildly outlined against my thin cotton dress, which itself, had become matted against my body with my own sweat, something my guard had been looking at, as I studied his reflection in my window, I felt I was naked to him, and his cock touching so close to me, was becoming very personal.They started talking to each other, laughing, and I felt I could be in there somewhere, I was feeling very vulnerable, when the driver addressed me, ‘The guard say you like to see the girl fucking’, and I could see he was looking at me through the bahis siteleri rear view mirror?I swallowed hard, the sexual tension between me and the two huge black men in the car was palpable, I sensed their need of me, and I was scared and strangely excited.One would have to be a liar not to admit having sex with a black man had not been discussed during my time down here with my husband.He is not a cuckold, but his constant teasing and endless discussions in bed before fucking did involve me with a black man, and here I was with two, and I would be a liar if I did not confess to feeling a little fruity, a term from my girls boarding school days to imply I was horny.’It was a very open display’, I said in retort, ‘she didn’t seem to mind’. My voice was shaky and felt thick, even more so as I was sure both men were picking-up on my sexual nervousness.The driver said something to the guard and they both burst out in a peal of laughter, it was almost infectious, as I smiled more openly myself, ‘The guard ask if you like to have fuck also’?There was a sudden silence in my head, both men were laughing and all the noise of the surrounding jungle had gone, they were asking me to fuck with them, and I felt dizzy and faint, but not scared.Then as a gathered my senses I heard myself say, ‘Yes’.The driver stopped laughing, and said something to the guard, whose face went straight and serious. The the car took a sudden swerve off the main road and up a dirt track, where it came to an abrupt halt, and both men got out and came around to my door.The driver opened my door and I sat there frozen to the spot, I was looking over the driver’s shoulder, the guard had dropped his pants and was stepping out of them, he too like myself was not wearing underwear, güvenilir bahis but what held my attention was his cock, there appeared no way he could get that monster inside me.The driver had reached in and was pulling my out legs first, I had consented to be fucked and there was no way of stopping this. My feet touched the sandy ground and the driver reached down, grabbed the hem of my cotton print and pulled it up under my bared breasts, turned me and bent me over the back seat.I could only imagine what the guard was looking at for the first time in his life a white woman’s ass, and pinkish slit, which the driver was pulling apart, and the unthinkable that I thought might be too big to go in, went in, all the way up, I felt my body was splitting in two, I had never had a cock so big inside me.The car shook violently as he fuck me, I even cried out in paid as he bored into me violently, interspersed with my own orgasms, there were many, during the forty minutes or so of violent humping, how could I explain this to my husband, as my pain subsided and I began to enjoy this very dirty of liaisons.As he slipped from me, I turned to face him, my eyes caressed his black nakedness and the fucking dong that had just destroyed my poor pussy, ‘Tell him he was my first and biggest’, and as the driver spoke, I added, ‘tell him I loved being fucked by him’, and as I spoke I reached out and took hold of him and pressed his flaccid cock against my pussy, feeling my hips gyrate slowly, I could feel I was wanting him inside me again.’My turn’, said the driver, and as I let the guards cock go, I turned back to the back seat and lay across it, ‘Be my guest’, I said, as he spread my ass cheeks and did just that, the pain was different, as a woman’s ass does not self lubricate, just his spit.He was close when I turned and said something I never thought I would say, ‘Ask the guard to go back into me’, I paused then added, ‘I want to feel both of you take me together’.

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Well i can say this was an shock in woods run..getting ready to head to the gym, so i decided to take run for a lil warm up. when i work out i dont wear underwear cause i sweat bad, so i wear black silky long shorts so they don’t stick. i find this entrance in the brush so took it. pretty smooth but jump hear and there but no problem good for exercise, about a mile down there were stairs going down pretty steep i might say. I took my time down for cool down you might say. At the end were about knee high brush about half mile at least i a hill going up. I ran thru the thick brush and got to the hill, took a break it was thick.Good run cause it ended up at my house. So i was ready for the gym. next “Joe” my nieghbor in the last story said he seen me go for a jog, i said yep so what’s up? he said he sometimes he goes for runs, i said cool i told him where i went. Then he told me he goes a different way in the forest and alot more Challenging road with different exercises. let’s do it tomorrow, he replied sure about 7am came around a was bright eyed and brushey tailed.We drove to the site and it canlı bahis looked pretty cool and Very secluded, thick folige there was .we running for about hour and half so sit and cool down while some the exercise they had on the side.But to tell you truth “Joe” was wearing one of those running one piece and it looked hot. it made his Cock huge and that ass that was in front of me bouncing in front of. with ass cheeks just wobbling.Turning me on but kept my composure and still admired. im wearing long silky shorts, tank top, shoes/no socks. We started to jogging and chatted about things, sports, sex, ect, about a mile down approx. he said thru here um going ok? sliding slight hill but not bad and there was a huge field shape almost like a bean shape but nice. I followed that ass jiggling and went around a corner a bit a my eyes popped out and looked at “Joe” and did this vanna white thing a hears your prize. Me smililing ear to ear, I saw 5 guys just going at it, “joe” stripped and showed me what i have been licking my lips for, “joe didn’t have underwear, nothing underwear no wonder i bahis siteleri was like fuck! i stripped and proceeded to a guy that isn’t getting sucked so i was sucking this guy and he tasted so good, i sucked on balls and went into my mouth whole tickled with tongne. some came over started rimming me and wonderful cock in mouth and tongue on my ass rim. I’m in heaven looked over “Joe” was getting double fucked by two black guys or should i say huge black guys, they were ramming hard with cock in his mouth. Well two fucking with me and “Joe” getting 3 giving it to him to was awesome. sunny, horny men fucking and sucking, just making my day. then we heard “joe say eveyyone line up i want to be trained by everyone here. So argruing we lined up and one guy went fucking him on a car hood while we just fluffed you might say to be ready, hell some were fuckin line for lil. but each guy came inside him 6 loads so he one more that was him so we all bent over lubed up others not. fucked each of us til he got to me the last one and unloaded a huge warm pulsating pumping i have ever felt and let a güvenilir bahis moan and everbody rubbing my body except one he was sucking my dick.we all laid there half of boners, the age differece went 25-50 and we did what came to do fuck cum. we exchanged numbers and they like doing this or call up some hot sex. i was like call me anytime, so “joe jogged to the car and we both said that was awesome. back at the house i get out heading to my house he called and i stopped said sup? would like to top my ass off again, i just walked over and said let’s.not even got in the kitchen his clothes were off, raging boner, and ass in the air with all cum still coming out it was hot. i took my clothes off walked over and took my cock and rammed hard he loved it, harder, fucked harder, harder pounding him out like tenderizing a piece of meat. for awhile fucking i came so good and took his hands opened up his ass so i can it deeper. after him twitching and smiling he sucked my dick it was hard as rock or course. so i said lets take a shower and you can fuck me, so we went steam everywhere i bent over and he took his cock fucked me for hours, every position, and felt so good besides the other 5 cocks we found. he came in me pumping and cumming felt so good i came without rubbing it out. i loved it. i wanna go jogging again….lol

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he is my slaveSo i got him. I have tied him up at wooden sticks on the sand on the beach as he behave very bad and argued on my decisions. He´s naked, people pass and see, get shocked but don´t approach.I wear leather and latex outfit of red color, which are: boots, painties and top made of leather, also mask on my face and holding in my hand a whip on a long stick ( to punish my slave ).he has been very bad, not accepting anything, arguing all i say and saying no every time to me.i put on the sand in the beach four wooden sticks to tie up his hands and feet, his legs and arms open, so he couldn´t move. His eyes blindfolded so he couldn´t see what i´m doing.He try to untie himslef unsuccessfully and point to his mouth the long stick with whip saying: Shut up! also shhsssss i don´t wanna hear any sound from you…i didn´t tied his mouth, because i wanted from his face to know if hurts or if he would scream.i point the wooden stick to his cock and i say: what the f*** is this ????? he tries to say something and i point touching the wooden stick to his mouth and say shhhssssssssss you were not asked so you don´t say a word…..a slave has to follow my orders i am your master….now here we go:1) why do you argue with me ??????2) why you don´t want to follow what i tell you to do ??????he tries to say some words, but i say i´m just saying how you are, not that you can justify yourself.he is someone that follows to “its me i do what i want whenever i like’, so this is why he´s being punished…..now, slave, answer me and don´t argue:1) who am i ?R; he says: you´re my owner.so i say; good, that´s exactly how i am. 2) so what do you do ? i said! R: he say: i do what you want.3) who are you ?R: he says: i am your slave.so i said, good!BUT………you know it but don´t act accordingly……The sun is high, is about noon hours, hot weather, canlı bahis public beach, summertime, he is naked and feeling the sun on his skin very hot…people pass on the beach, look to us, and continue walking, but see all.now……i have to teach you how you have to be……slave…..you are my property…..and i ask him again…who am i ? he answer: you´re my owner…..and you, i say ? he says, i´m your property……i say then, GOOD!you been bad slave….and you have to know that bad ones get taught a lesson….so i step on his chest and say; spit on my heels! NOW…..he try to look at me but he´s bildfolded, but i could see he wanted and didn´t like he is not wanting to do it and i repeat NOW…..so he does spit….and i step on his chest with my heels with force…..slowly i go with my heels to his cock….and i say….what the f*** we have here ?????? we would whisper something when suddenly i say…….why is not hard ????? he try to say he is not in the mood…and i yell…WRONG ANSWER……so i kick his cock a bit with my heels…….i untie his hands ( he´s still blindfolded so he can´t see a thing ), and i say loud: MAKE IT HARD……so it is an order to him masturbate himself…..and i secondly scream…NOT GET OFF…..so he starts masturbating his cock and blindfolded he couldn´t see if his sperm would appear but i have said to him not get off so he should control and keep his cock hard…..a few minutes later he was hard…….i said……STOP…….and i tie his hands again……i touch his cock with my heels and say…IT IS GOOD….so i am wearing mask but only cover my face around my eyes not my eyes……i rapidily put my latex gloves on, red color, and i start to masturbate him and spit on his cock……after a few seconds i stop…..and i repeat this about 3 to 4 times and continue to say to him…..NOT bahis siteleri GET OFF…slave…he says his wrists are making pain and i also on his feet and is red color his skin about to cause wounds….but i don´t care…he complains…and i say SHUT UP……i removed my leather panties and top…i touch my pussy and it´s wet, my nipples, hard……i untie the slave but keep him blindfolded and say..lick my pussy…….i repeat and say do it..i said do it…so i violent bring his head holding by his hair and push his face on my pussy…..he is licking me……and start to like but i get his face away……what the f*** you doing…i said lick…didn´t say enjoy it…….so i be on my knees and hold his hand to my nipples and say it, lick it slave, pull a little with your teeth, don´t like don´t enjoy….so i say…..YOU ARE MY TOY….DO WHAT I WANT..WHEN I TELL YOU TO DO…..so he say….yes mistress…..so i said screaming….WHAT ???? so he said louder…YES, OWNER….so i said….GOOD!….i untie his feet and roll him on the sand putting his ass up to the air…i tie his hands and feet again…..he was with his face looking to the sand…so i slap his bum with force…….he whisper a noise….i say…SHUT UP!so holding my wooden stick with whip i with force whiped his bum and he whisper a noise again…i walk to his head pull a bit to see his face…unfolded his eyes a bit…and saw a tear of pain in his eyes….i say to him…THATS BAD WHAT IT IS ???? so i pass my finger around his eyes get the tear on my finger pass my finger in my mouth ( i´m wearing red latex glove ), so i said…..THIS IS A A TOO BAD THING……i folded his eyes again, stand up and with my heels step his bum and also his ass hole…..he say a ahhhh..i say SHUT UP…i walk to his face and touch my heel on his mouth and say LICK IT……DO IT NOW……he güvenilir bahis pass his tongue two times…..then i walk back to his bum get on my knees, pass my finger in his ass hole, slowly insert my finger ( i´m still wearing latex glove ), and i pull to outside pass one finger to the other and noticed that he has his ass hole sweat and wet…….i didn´t like..i smell it…..so i walk to his face and on my knees say…SUCK IT…it is my finger on his face, sweat of his ass hole…….he did suck as i order….but almost choked…i did a bit violent…i brought with me on my bag a strap on, leather and rubber red black color, 8 inches, i dress up the strap on and go to his face, get on my knees touch his mouth with the strap on, pull his head by his hair with my hands and say…SUCK IT….i repeat…SUCK IT NOW….he did suck about 4 to 5 times till the strap on get wet and enough to insert on his ass hole…i stand up, walk to his bum, i on my knees force his back to the sand, finger his ass hole try to stretch all i can…he whiper noises i say SHUT UP….and i slide my strap on into his ass…he whisper more noises repeatedly….so i say SHUT UP…don´t forget i´m your owner…you´re my property……and this is for not doing what i say you to….i start to move the strap on faster into his ass hole, repeating it several times….i yell…DO YOU LIKE ? i ask him……he can´t answer because he is feeling pain…but i ask again…..DO YOU LIKE ? YOU F*** CROCK OF S***……he is still silent….i move faster and say again….DO YOU LIKE ? YOU PIECE OF S***…..he said yes…i yell…I DIDN´T HEAR YOU….so he say louder….YES……and i say GOOD !!!i move back and pull the strap on off his ass….untie his feet and hands…..get away his fold from his eyes..i could noticed he felt pain…….but don´t say, not whisper a thing….so i say…..WHO AM I ? he answer….MY OWNER………and i say…WHO ARE YOU….he answer….YOUR PROPERTY……i say….WHY I AM DOING THIS / he say…BECAUSE I DESERVE…..so i say……YES, THIS IS IT !!!!!!!

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Syrup, Butter, and Whip CreamDear Diary,Today was quite eventful. It was my first time alone with Krista in a long time. Chris has gone on a camping trip with a couple of friends and won’t be back until Friday. Krista woke me up with breakfast in bed. She brought me a tray with waffles covered in butter, syrup, and whip cream, and a big glass of orange juice to drink. The orange juice tasted so good, it was so cold and the pulp reminded me of Chris’s cum LOL! She did a great job on the waffles, they were light and fluffy, just slightly harder around the edges, just the way I like. The butter was smooth and velvety, each individual square filled with dark, sweet syrup, which also reminded me of Chris’s cum, yummy! It was all topped off with a big pile of whip cream. I ate the waffles with deliberate, slow bites so it would last longer. The butter and syrup and whip cream mixed into this wonderful gooey mush as I chewed the waffles up. She sat on the bed next to me watching me eat with a smile on her face. I cut a chunk of waffle up and fed it to her. The syrup dripped and slid down her chin. She giggled and said ‘Oops!’. I scooped it up with my finger and licked it off. I think her skin made it even more sweet! I continued to lay there in bed and gobble the waffles up but the last few bites were kind of low on syrup. “I’ll get you some more, mommy!” Krista kissed me on my cheek and I watched her bounce out of bed, her full tits and ass jiggling as she disappeared down stairs to the kitchen. When she returned she had the butter, the whip cream and the syrup wrapped up in her arms. She sat them on the night stand for me and climbed back into bed. I covered the remainder of my waffles with syrup and a little bit more whip cream and finished them off. But! As she pulled the tray away to take it down stairs, the plate slid off and fell on my stomach! I had syrup and butter and whip cream all over my tummy and tits! The mixture made a shallow pool in my belly button and dripped down my sides on to the sheets. “Oh no! I’m so sorry!” Krista giggled as she frantically picked up the plate. We both laughed at the situation canlı bahis and she put the plate and the tray next to the bed. “I’ll clean you up, don’t worry.” Krista told me as she pulled the blankets off my legs. I thought she was going to get a towel for me, but boy was I wrong! Krista immediately straddled my legs and bent down and began licking the sweet, sticky, buttery mess off of my tummy. I giggled as I felt her tongue dip inside my belly button and slurp the syrup out of it. Then she kissed and licked the mess off of my waist and all the rest of the remaining stickiness. She made kissing and slurping sounds as she cleaned me up. I wanted to giggle from her hair tickling my skin, so I held it out of her face for her. “There you go, mommy.” she said as she looked up at me and smiled. I thanked her and gave her a kiss on her sweet lips. “You made such a mess!” I told her, playfully scolding her. She pretended to pout. “How would you like it if I got you all messy!?” I quickly reached over for the syrup, laughing while she playfully screamed. Krista lunged backwards but I grabbed her foot and held on to her. I climbed on top of her and tipped the bottle upside down. We playfully wrestled as I drizzled the syrup on her face, chest and tummy. She giggled and laughed, some of it got in her hair! She’s a lot stronger than I thought and she eventually rolled onto her stomach and pushed her self up, but not before I covered her back in syrup! Haha! This mommy can’t be beaten, Diary!. She used the bed post to pull herself away from me, that’s sooo cheating! She fell off the bed and then turned around and tackled me onto my back, the little cheater! I was thrown backwards and she grabbed the bottle and began squirting syrup all over me! I tried to pull the bottle away but she was too strong. She emptied the whole bottle all over my face, neck and tits, but didn’t stop there! Next, Krista grabbed the can of whip cream and started to spray that all over me! Long white ropes of cream fell all over me! I licked at what got on my face and it tasted sooo yummy. I reached over and grabbed at the small tub of bahis siteleri butter she brought up and scooped a bunch out and smeared it into her face, some even got up her nose! Teehee, I can cheat too! The can of whip cream sputtered as it emptied and she tossed it away as I smeared more butter onto her. She grabbed my wrists and tried holding my hands above my head, but we were both too slippery. I wrapped my legs around her and pulled her into me, something Chris taught me about MMA when we were “wrestling”, too. I kept lifting my hips up to try and roll her onto her back but she was way too slick, my legs and pussy just kept sliding against her. We were both covered in a dark, syrupy, buttery, creamy mess. The more we fought, the bigger the mess got. The sheets, the pillow cases, the pillows, everything was covered in syrup, butter, and whip cream. As for us, our hair, our faces, necks, tits, tummies, pussies, ass holes, thighs, everything, was covered! I finally got tired of fighting her and pulled her close to me, wrapping my arms around her neck. I locked my lips on to hers and slid my tongue deep inside of her. She tasted incredible, or maybe it was the breakfast goods! I licked and slurped the syrup from her face and even found a glob of whip cream that hadn’t been mixed in yet and licked that up. We laid there and continued to lick and suck each others sticky faces clean. I could feel her grinding and sliding her pussy against my thigh as she slid back in forth in my slippery arms. She worked her way down on me, licking and cleaning me before finally getting to my pussy. Her breath was warm on my thighs. I had managed to clean her face a little, but all of it was for nothing because she dove her face in between my legs and began eating my pussy. It was covered in the mixture of syrup and butter and cream. Her tongue felt amazing as it slid around my pussy lips, scooping up the excess syrup. She was making loud slurping sounds and even though she had long nails, my skin was too slick for her to scratch, which is a shame because she knows I like that! Oh well, guess I just had to settle for her güvenilir bahis bites instead LOL! She slid her fingers inside of me began squeezing and fingering my pussy. My g-spot was wanting to explode. I spread my legs very, very wide and she climbed to her knees to get a better angle for fingering me. Her hand was a blur as she worked it up and down, up and down, up and down, faster and faster and faster! Oh my, god, that girl can please a pussy! My pussy was a sloshing, slurping, squishing mess and finally, I exploded all over her! My pussy squirted and gushed pussy juice all over my daughter’s tits and tummy, even a few squirts right on to her neck and face. I pulled her up to me and kissed her deeply and when she broke the kiss, she climbed on top of me and sat on my face. I wasn’t expecting it, but I absolutely wanted it! She lowered herself onto my face, her pussy in my face and her ass on my neck and chest. Her butt was so slick, it was slipping back and forth on my soft titties and felt so amazing! I sucked and slurped Krista’s pussy as much as I could without suffocating. There were a few times that I came close! I buried my face so deep in between her legs my nostrils were filled with her pussy and syrup! She kept grinding on my face, back and forth, back and forth. I kept my tongue out for her to use like it was her toy. Soon, I felt my daughter tense up as she began cumming, too. He pussy erupted all over my face and mixed with the syrupy goodness, dripping down my cheeks and neck. She collapsed next to me and we were both out of breath. I laid on my side and cuddled her, out bodies covered in syrup and butter and whip cream. Our breaths were rapid and in rhythm with each other. Soon, we were calm. I needed a cigarette and went to the kitchen to get one out of my purse. When I got back, I had a full view of the huge mess we had made. The sheets were soaked through to the mattress and stained beyond repair. We were both covered in the syrupy mess and our hair was matted to our foreheads, stuck there with syrup. I lit my cigarette and watched as Krista began to play with her self. She looked up at me and smiled before saying “I think there’s another bottle of syrup in the fridge.” Hmmm…I thought, cold syrup this time? LOL! That’s all for now, Diary. I hope you can keep this little secret to your self. XOXOXO.Carrie

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