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Solitary Habits

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Poe was not a typical young man. It wasn’t that he was outlandish in any obvious way. In fact, with his short dark hair and lean physique, he looked both reasonably attractive and intelligent. Attending classes at the local downtown college, his only vice, on casual observation, was a tendency towards dark clothing and social isolation.

When he wasn’t taking his college lectures, he worked part time for a local book store, and then spent his evenings writing. Not only his school papers, which he tried to take care of during the day, but fiction and poetry as well.

The coffee house was where Poe did most his writing, or at least the initial rough versions. Bringing a hard bound sketch book, he would sit with a bowl sized cup of brew and scribble down ideas and short poems. There was something in this activity that felt artistically right to him. Perhaps it was some unstated kinship with the beat generation of the past. He definitely felt out of step with the rest of the modern world. Here, with the old wooden tables and the sounds of bebop jazz, he felt much more comfortable, like it was his own personal space.

On this particular evening, this fateful night, he happened to spot a young woman sitting on her own. In many respects, she struck him as a mirror image of himself. Like he, she was clad in black, with short glossy dark hair and thin glasses. Viewing her from the side, his eyes roamed from her elegant profile, down her slender torso to her black nylon sheathed legs.

Under other circumstances, or at least with a greater dose of courage, he might have approached her table and introduced himself. Instead, he remained as he was, watching her from the corner of his eye. He saw her raise the cup to her soft, red lips. He observed the pale skin of her bare arms, and the well defined shape of her pointed breasts beneath her top. Her legs were crossed, her skirt draped in a single fold high on her thighs. Her fingernails were long and painted the same bright red as her lips.

This unnamed siren in black gradually captivated all his attention. His pen tapped an absent rhythm against his sketchbook as his imagination turned from contemplation of blank verse to real flesh. It had been some time since he’d lain in bed with a girl. The carnal craving for that contact lay like a heavy stone deep in his gut. It was her. She’d inflamed his dormant senses.

He could imagine doing anything and everything with her. He would kneel at her feet, removing those heels and running his hands along the length of her calves and past her knees. His penis engorged within the confines of his briefs as his mind turned to thoughts of her own organ of progeneration. Sliding off those black hose and underwear, he would examine every inch of her dark haired cunt. He could easily picture the look on her face as he exposed the bright pink bud of her clitoris and brushed it hard with this tongue.

As he created the fantasy of this woman’s arousal, his own physical excitement grew to rampant proportions in the real world. His erection strained hard against the zip of his pants. Unconsciously, Poe dropped the edge of his thick sketchbook onto his lap, pressing down to increase the erotic pressure against his organ.

Unknown and unseen by the object of his ardor, the woman continued to sit quietly at her table, sipping her herbal tea. In Poe’s mind, she was already writhing on the floor, her pale body naked and sweating from the ordeal of his oral pleasuring. At the last, he would crawl over her, now naked as well, and consummate the act by plunging his prick into her loose and soaking wet cunt. Those long arms would curl around his back, her legs rising in response to the force of their desperate intercourse.

In the middle of this almost literal out-of-body experience, his was entirely consumed by this fantasy. He was unaware of how close he had brought himself to actual climax. His tip of his penis had become coated by pre-cum fluid, smeared against the insides of his briefs. His heart was racing, and his muscles tensed all over.

Blinking in confusion, Poe swallowed hard, beating down the rush of adrenalin that threatened to overwhelm him. His moment of selfish passion had nearly become a public embarrassment. He closed his eyes, waiting for the tense throbbing in his penis to subside, to finally drain away into its usual soft state. He could feel the cool damp on his sensitive glans, the warning sign that had roused him from his daydream and kept him from finally exploding all over himself. Blushing, Poe hurried out of the shop was soon as he was comfortably able to do so. He gave his fantasy lover a quick glance, but she was apparently lost in a world of her own as well.

When Poe returned to his apartment, he lay back on his bed, staring up at the ceiling. The recent and vivid memory of what happened at the coffee house returned to him. Not only what that wonderful, unknown girl looked like, and what he’d imagined doing with her. That was certainly erotic enough. But what caused him to pause was how beylikdüzü escort far he’d gone into that fantasy while sitting in his chair. Never had he allowed himself to come so close to the edge of orgasm in public circumstances. It seemed the longer he went without a girlfriend, the more intense his fantasies became. Now that primal urge had trespassed beyond the privacy of his bedroom. It was, on one level, appalling. At the same time, it was also extremely exciting. If he’d been able to safely stroke himself over the edge in that coffee shop, he would have.

The idea, once implanted, grew like a cancer. Public fantasy and orgasm. The freedom of self satisfaction in any circumstance. He’d already tasted the perverse pleasure of that activity, at least to a certain extent. The only problem to be solved was the inevitable mess that would result. And yet, wasn’t the solution patently clear? Reaching over to the bed stand, he removed a 3-pack of lubricated condoms. They’d been there for some time.

How hard would it be? To simply slip one on before leaving for the night, or even the day? To be able to complete the act of mental masturbation without fear of discovery? The very thought was so wanton and liberating that his erection returned anew. Naturally reaching for his penis, he massaged the flesh in a familiar, gentle manner. For the first time, it wasn’t thoughts of sex that fueled his masturbation, but that act of self abuse in and of itself. He imagined all the ways he could secretly stroke himself off, of all the women who would become unsuspecting subjects for his ardor.

It was a perverse and dangerous road to travel, and that knowledge excited him too. He didn’t allow himself to come. Lying alone in bed, his cock hot and tense in his hand, he realized that his resolve would melt away in the moments after his orgasm. He wanted to savor this. His next orgasm would not come this way, but rather, within his trousers as he mentally raped a worthy passer by.

He did not sleep easily that night. His erection waxed and waned as he ruminated on his plan. He continued to milk pre-cum onto his fingers until he was sure he would have none left. His body craved climax, but he relented, smiling at his will power to resist. His dreams, when they came, were abstract and fleeting.

* * *

In the morning, Poe showered as usual, preparing for the days lectures. He hadn’t forgotten his resolve though, not at all. Already engorged, he rolled the slippery sheath of thin rubber over his organ before putting on his clothes. He was still erect as he stepped outside, but that finally went down as he made his way towards the campus. One thing he’d decided was not to exploit this new freedom too soon.

It was during the second lecture in the afternoon when inspiration took hold. Seated near the back row, he had a wide and expansive view of all the students below him. He only personally knew a few of them. He didn’t typically pay them a great deal of attention, instead listening to the professor and making copious notations. Today, distracted as he was, he eyes alighted on a fellow student seated not too far from his right, one row down. She had long, curly blonde hair that reached past her shoulders. From this angle, it was hard to see her face clearly, but she did seem very pretty. What drew his attention were her stockinged feet, crossed at the ankles underneath her chair. She had apparently taken off her shoes to make herself more comfortable. She had very cute feet, outlined through the fabric of her tan nylon pantyhose.

Always, it starts with the legs, Poe realized. Must be a personal kink. Not the breasts, but the legs; those elegant sleek limbs that led the way to the most glorious organ of all. What kind of pubic thatch must such a girl have with riotous hair like that? What a joy to spread those crisp curly hairs aside to expose the soft petals of her labia, and the delicate pink flesh inside.

By the time these thoughts filtered through his mind, Poe became aware that he was fiercely erect. He covertly moved a hand to his lap, pressing down. He could feel the band of rolled rubber at the base of his prick which assured him the condom had remained firmly in place. He shifted his legs so that the length of his prick remained pressed between his closed thighs, offering a means of stimulation more subtle than his hand would have been.

His attention returned to the nearby blonde. She had a great sense of fashion, if a little conventional. She wore a crisp white blouse and a flowing, flower patterned skirt. The fabric looked light and sheer, and would probably fall easily from her hips once he’d unbuttoned or unzipped it from behind. On the other hand, it would be fun to keep her dressed, and simply turn up that skirt past her waist to expose her hose and panties. He’d bet anything her underwear were plain white cotton; she looked like that sort of girl. Pure, uncomplicated -corruptible. No doubt the idea of remaining fully clad during sex would be shocking to her. He could tear beylikduzu escort a hole through her nylons at the crotch in order to access her snatch. The gusset of her panties moved aside, he could molest her tender cunt at his complete and utter leisure.

Straining against his briefs, his turgid erection came free of his thighs, creating an obvious bulge in his trousers. Dropping a hand back to his lap, he gave himself a firm squeeze. With all eyes fixed forward, and a good deal of distance between himself and the front of the class, there was little danger of his activity being discovered. Still, he felt intensely nervous and jittery. Determined not to psych himself out, Poe re-settled his breathing and continued to watch the object of his fantasy.

Viewing her from this oblique angle, it made him consider the contours of her back, and what it would be like to take her from behind. It was easy to picture her on all fours, skirt draped across her back, her hindquarters lifted in the air. He wouldn’t plunge in right away, of course. No, first he would pry into the opening of her vagina, spreading the walls apart with two stiff fingers. Holding her waist tight, he would force as many digits as possible into that soft moistness, expanding her from the inside. She would be so loose in there that, by the time he finally forced his prick within, there would barely be any pressure at all. He could fuck her for a very long time like that, her clothes disordered but still in place just as she began. He would hold onto the back of her neck with one hand; the same he had used in her pussy, still carrying the pungent scent of her sex.

Having to sit still in his chair while his heart raced with the flush of sexual adrenalin was a perverse torture. Although he kept a placid face, his hands were clenched on the surface of the flip-top desk. Thankfully, there was at least a chair’s worth of space between himself and the nearest student. Stealing a hand back down to his lap, he felt for the head of his cock through his pants. He could feel his glans slide against the rubber, the insides smeared with his own seeping lubricant. His balls were now tight to his body, and he clenched his buttocks to increase the tension.

In his mind’s eye, the girl he was fucking had lost some of her strength, arms collapsed to her sides. Her eyes half closed, she was now simply a vessel for his pent up ardor. The fingers of his hand rhythmically clasped over his organ, bringing physical stimulation to match his mental one. His legs stiffened, and his jaw went tight. Having brought the girl down to the ground, he lay fully on top of her, lunging in short deep strokes inside her undefendable cunt. The violence of his fantasy did not concern him at all. This closer he came to orgasm, the more intense he needed the fantasy to be.

Holding his breath, his covert rubbing centered now almost entirely on his glans, harder and faster now, in tight circles. Anyone who glanced over would only think he was scratching himself. In fact, he was cresting on the verge of climax, his head swimming with the details of his fantasy and his own rampant arousal. There was virtually no way of stopping, he was so far gone. His eyes closed, and his teeth clenched tight. His fantasy melted away as he marveled at the rush of sensation, realizing that within mere moments he would be experiencing his first public orgasm. That perverse thought was the final trigger. His hand pressed hard against his lap, he felt every pulse as semen coursed through the length of his penis. He wanted to give the loudest grunt of his life, but instead continued to hold his breath for an insane amount of time as he rode the orgasm, making him even more light headed.

He had only minutes to regain his wits before the end of class. He immediately went to the bathroom and locked himself into a stall. Undoing his pants, he looked down with satisfaction at the hanging teat of the condom, well filled with his seed. His cock had become soft, but the rubber still managed to cling. This was worthy to note for the future, when a trip to the privacy of a bathroom stall wouldn’t be possible. Peeling off the rubber, he dumped it into the toilet and quickly wiped off his prick before resuming the rest of the day. Anyone seeing the contented glow on his face would probably have assumed the young man had gotten very lucky. In a way, they would be right.

* * *

Poe’s next foray into his perversity took place a couple of days later. Sated by his first experience, he didn’t feel the immediate need to repeat it right away . He convinced himself it was all much more about being spontaneous and free rather than being deliberately perverted. So, despite rolling on a condom each morning, his lectures went by as smoothly as they had in the past. There were no opportunities presented at the coffee house either.

It was while riding the subway after class that, without intent, he found himself in the thrall of another fantasy. She was seated across from him, a few seats over towards his escort beylikdüzü left. She was of obvious Asian descent, with long thick black hair and wonderful dark brown eyes. She was perhaps close to thirty years old, and her impeccable jacket and skirt suggested she was a downtown office worker, probably for a Bay Street firm. That well tailored skirt was very short, revealing a great deal of her skinny, naturally tanned legs.

Such a woman one would expect to sit with a straight back and primly scissored legs. Instead, perhaps due to the exhaustion of a full work day, she slouched with one arm up on the seat, knees well apart. Stealing a look, he could see the inside of her right thigh nearly to her panties.

She was staring idly out the window, oblivious to Poe’s scrutiny. There were very few others riding in this train car, and the slow rise of his erection informed him of the chance being presented. He fought the idea back. There was every chance that she could leave at the next stop, or someone else might get on and end up sitting right beside him. So, best not to force the issue.

Instead, he just let his gaze rest lightly on this woman’s casually spread legs, his cock naturally hardening at the sight. He’d never been with an Asian girl before, had never had the chance. They definitely had a unique and special beauty, and this one here was no exception. That which is different from one’s self will always seem exotic and intriguing, he reflected. No doubt some natural impulse towards genetic diversity.

One thing he knew for certain that was different about Asian women were their straight pubic hairs. Looking at the inviting gap between this woman’s thighs, it was impossible not to consider this. How much easier would the act of cunnilingus be with all those smooth, fine straight hairs instead of crinkly, curly ones? And what shade would the outer lips of her labia be? Poe glanced up at the unconcerned, bored face of the office lady. What would it take to turn such an expression into one of ecstatic joy? After a hard day’s work, wouldn’t she welcome the relaxation and distraction that a good long oral teasing would bring? Slouched back just as she was, she would look down at him with that same bored expression, waiting for him to get her juices flowing.

He would be her servant, concerned and consumed with her pleasure over his own. He would pull back that skirt and bury his face in the open gap between her thighs. He would caress the smooth skin of her naked legs, pushing up her thighs to greater expose her waiting cunt. At first, she would show no sign of concern at all, probably not even looking down at him. But after a short time, the action of his sucking lips and his wet, scraping tongue on her sensitive organ would have her vagina wet and seeping. Her breathing would quicken, and that subtle frown would be replaced with a vacant expression of an entirely different kind.

Without the aid of direct stimulation, his own prick had grown into hard and tense erection. Hardly conscious of the action, he raised and clenched his buttocks in rhythmic intervals, each strain gradually raising the level of his arousal. Barely moving a visible inch, he was miming the muscular movements of intercourse.

In his imagination, the Asian goddess had slumped onto her back, her narrow eyes closed tight as her excitement mounted. The fingers of one hand were employed in probing the depths of her cunt, while he continued the effort on her clit with his tireless tongue. He yearned to fill that channel with his cock, but he would have to wait until his mistress had tasted her pleasure first. In the surreal melding of fantasy and physical sensation, his sexual arousal became the real analogue for hers. Barely aware of the fact, the tip of his penis began oozing it’s clear trail of pre-cum, paving the way for the expected ejaculation of his seed.

Hands fixed to his sides, Poe’s only physical stimulation was derived from the straining of his interior muscles. He employed that typically unused and untrained set of reactions that allowed one to twitch or move one’s penis, only noticeable when in full erection. His entire being burned for more intense contact, for the tight grip of his hands, or the unseen sanctuary of a vagina, such as the one he was fingering in his imagination. His vision turned soft at the edges, unfocused. Anyone listening to his breathing would have imagine him to be in some distress, perhaps even in real pain. It felt like every sensory organ of his body had become secondary to the tension and heat of his trapped penis.

Poe was teetering on a virtual cliff, having never come so close to the point of climax without ever actually touching himself. His right hand shot forward to grip the nearby steel pole, clenching it tightly between his fingers. Taking a single deep breath, he strained, arching himself so that his rear came up off the seat. He hovered like that for a while, in a rictus not unlike death, the object of his intense desire only a few scant meters away. Then it happened. He thought he could feel the semen literally travel from up his testes, around the loop and into his prostate. His cock suddenly reared up as if of it’s own accord, and the orgasmic trigger sent this semen pumping through and into the tip of the condom.

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Watching as you strut toward me, I smile. We’ve waited and wanted this moment to happen for a while now. We’ve talked about what would happen and how good it would be.

As you sit down across from me, I take in your face. Your hazel eyes are sparkling with mischief, your cheeks flushed, you have a wide smile that shows your white teeth. I can’t wait to caress your stubble and feel it gliding across my inner thighs as you kiss your way to my center.

“This seems like a nice place, what would you recommend? I’m only a little hungry” I say as I check out the menu. Taking my shoe off, I stretch my leg out under the table to rub my foot up and down your leg.

“The burgers are pretty good. How was your trip?” You ask in a rush as your hand closes around my ankle, moving slowly up my leg.

I laughingly say, “Trip was good. You don’t seem too nervous while I feel like a young, inexperienced, silly girl.”

“But I am, a little. Even though we’ve shared pictures, you’re much better in real life. You don’t act or look as old as you are. I’m beginning to wonder if you really are ‘the old woman’ you claim to be,” you reply as you gently squeeze my ankle.

I blush as the waitress brings our food. “Thanks for the compliment. But you’ll see just how old I am when the clothes come off.”

Now I’m nervous and wondering what I was thinking. Traveling by plane wasn’t cheap. Renting a hotel room and car were all way out of my comfort zone. Way out of character for single, old, anti-social me.

But I was lonely. I was craving the one thing I haven’t had in quite some time. I wanted the human male touch. Feeling him caress and explore my body, feeling a warm, moist mouth close over my nipples, feeling a tongue dance with mine, feeling a warm body spoon me or on top of me, feeling a cock pound into my wetness.

“You were right. The burger was pretty good.” I say as I watch you slowly lick the juice from my fingers, leaving no doubt what you’d rather being licking. I wink at you as I stand up. Nervously I brush crumbs off as I stand. I find myself wishing I was skinny with a tight body and not this old, soft, overweight woman that thought a young one would be interested in me, want me sexually.

You lean down to plant a gentle kiss on my lips. Slowly, I return the kiss. Placing my hand on the back of your head, I deepen the kiss. Moving my tongue into your mouth to taste you. Slowly sliding my tongue around your mouth and tongue, I feel myself start to get wet, feel myself start to tighten with desire, start to dampen with each swirl of our tongues colliding.

“Let’s go. I can’t wait for dessert!” You say smiling and wagging your eyebrows at me with a mischievous glint in your eyes. Glancing up at you, I see that you enjoyed the kiss too. Wanting to feel you plunge it into me, I feel the wetness begin to grow.

Taking deep breaths to calm myself, I wonder if I’ve lost what sense I had. Why was I here, anxiously wanting to fuck a boy young enough to be my son. You are tall, good looking, nice broad shoulders, with an ass that I could hold on to while you ram your cock deep inside me. Thinking about that and your tongue on my fingers, I feel myself blush and start to get wet.

“Um, I’ll be right back,” I say as I nervously lick my lips. Rushing ataköy escort into the restroom and closing the door, I lean against the door. I need to slow this down, I don’t want to rush. I want to enjoy and savor each moment with you. Imagining how good your hands will feel, what pleasure they can bring.

Thinking about how your tongue felt, feeling it swirl slowly around my fingers individually. Feeling the gentle suck as you drew each one into your mouth, I slowly reach down and start to stroke myself, cupping my mound with my hand.

I bite my bottom lip as I slip my hands down my pants, cupping and squeezing my mound as I move my hips slowly, creating a friction that sends shivers up and down my spine.

I move my panties to the side and start caressing myself slowly. Breathing faster as I feel how easily my fingers slide through my wetness, circling my clit slowly, gently. Wondering if your touch would feel like this, I keep stroking and moving my hips back and forth. Focusing on my swelling bud, I pinch it and gasp.

As I continue to stroke and caress my pussy, I feel an orgasm begin to build. “O, such a dirty girl! Playing with yourself when you have a young, hot guy waiting to do this to you. But it feels so good.”

I use my thumb and forefinger to rub each side of my clit slowly. Moving my hand faster, I begin to pant. My hips can’t seem to stop thrusting back and forth. Without thinking, I flick my finger against myself softly and moan as it sends a shiver of pleasure through me.

Spreading my legs a little farther apart, I start rubbing again. Using my other hand, I use my nail to circle my hardened aerola, pinching it while I flick my clit quickly. Watching the pleasure reflected back at me, I feel the orgasm building.

I cup my hands around each part of my body they are working one. Pinching and twisting my nipple while using the heel of my other hand to press and rub my clit while my fingers slip inside me faster and faster until “O God, I’m cumming.” I scream in my mind as I bite my lip to prevent myself from saying anything or making any noise, knowing you’re out there waiting for me and wanting to do this to me. But I needed this quick little taste of relief. Feeling my heartbeat return to normal, I quickly wash my hands and fluff my hair.

“You OK?” you ask as you move toward me. “I was starting to get a little worried. You seemed to be in there a while.”

“I was just freshening up,” I innocently say, feeling a blush spread across my face. “I needed to check my heart rate, just to make sure you weren’t giving me a heart attack,” I say as I cross my eyes at you, making a silly face while I say it.

“Let’s go get desert,” I say winking at you. I can feel your eyes on my ass as I sway my hips toward the door. I breath a sigh of relief when I feel you put your arm around me.

“I don’t think I can wait until we get to the hotel before I have dessert” you say as you take my earlobe into your mouth. I laugh as we reach my car. I kiss you again, taking your tongue into my mouth and sucking on it. “Gonna have to baby, I’m too old to be doing it in the back seat.”

Glancing in the rear view mirror to make sure you are still following, I signal for the right bakırköy escort turn into the hotel parking lot. Parking, I take another deep breath. No time like the present to see if I still had it.

I turned on the light as we entered. Glancing over my shoulder at you, I smiled. “Have a seat, make yourself comfortable. Um, which would you prefer: strip tease or something sexy for you to take off?”

I started to move toward the bathroom, wondering why I gave you a choice and worrying about what choice you’d make. I wasn’t really confident enough to strip in front of you, but wearing something sexy was just as foreign. But I would do it. This whole experience was about trying something new after all.

“I’m good with whatever you choose. Surprise me” was your response. You were nervous now, I could see it. Walking over to you, I spread your legs to stand between them.

Running my hands through your short hair, I slowly lean forward to kiss you. Soft, quick kisses all over your face. Kissing the tip of your nose, I move to your mouth.

Drawing your tongue into my mouth, I sucked it gently. Feeling your arms close and tighten around me, drawing me to your chest. Feeling you kiss your way down my throat.

Throwing my head back to expose more of my throat, I start pulling at your shirt. We separate to remove clothing and I close the distance. Taking your face in my hands, I guide your mouth to my breast.

Feeling you suck on it, using your teeth as I slowly withdraw it from your mouth, I feel your teeth close around my hardened nipple as your tongue moves back and forth over what remains in your mouth.

“MMMMMMM, that feels so good,” I whisper as I straddle one of your legs and begin to slowly rub myself back and forth. I place my hand on your cock and slowly start to stroke you. “I don’t think we’ll do either right now,” I say breathlessly.

Pushing you down on the bed, I straddle you. Lying down on top of you, I feel your arms embrace me, holding me. Kissing your neck and moving to your face, I can feel you getting hard. Wiggling my hips, I enjoy the feel of you as I move. Feeling your chest move as I lay there, feeling your heart pick up the pace a little with each kiss we share, hearing your breath quicken when I deepen our kisses.

As we continue to kiss and touch, I can feel the wetness of my panties. Feel my stomach fill with butterflies as I feel your tongue collide with mine. Using my leg to rub against your cock as I stroke your face, I look into your eyes and smile as I feel you get harder.

Moving to your side, I begin kissing down your body. Touching and exploring you as I go. Learning the textures of your body sends my senses soaring as I feel your body respond to my touch or kiss.

As I remove your pants, I bite my lip to hold back a sigh of pleasure. You are beautifully hard. The tip of you has a drop of pre-cum that I slowly lick from you, tasting your salty sweetness for the first time makes wetness explode between my legs.

I slowly start licking your shaft from top to bottom, wrapping my tongue around you as I work the underside of you. I hear you mumble something and look up at you.

“I won’t be able to last long enough if you keep that topkapı escort up.” A blushing smile appears on your face.

I smile in return as I place your cock between my swelling nether lips. I begin to slowly undulate my hips while moving back and forth on you. I’m getting wetter with each stroke, making it easier for you to brush against my clit.

Tilting my hips, I take you inside an inch at time. Feeling you fill me with your hard cock, I start moving you in and out of me. Biting my lip, I feel your hands on my hips pulling me back and forth as I move up and down.

Placing a hand on your chest as I keep pumping you in and out of me, I look down at you and gasp. Breathing and pumping faster as I watch you watching my boobs bounce with each pump.

You sit up and bite a nipple, swirling your tongue around it. Feeling your teeth close around it as it hardens, I throw back my head, “Yes, yes, suck it hard.”

You feel my walls tighten around you as you move, squeezing you as I take you in. You place your thumb on my clit, pushing it against your cock as you stroke deep inside me. I let out a loud, long moan as I pull my breast from your mouth.

“Switch with me, I want to feel you fuck me hard baby, Hard and deep now,” I say as I withdraw you from me.

Laying down on my back, I look up at you expectantly, waiting. You smile as you lean down and spread my legs. I gasp as I feel your tongue take long, slow licks of the juice between my legs before your hand places the tip of your cock against me and you slowly rub yourself up and down me before finally entering me, making me cry out.

You start moving slowly as I wrap my legs around you, lifting my hips up to meet each of your strokes. You start moving faster. I feel your hand on my leg and I let you wrap it around your arm as you bury yourself deeper in me.

This time we both cry out. My hands grasp your ass as you start to pump faster. “More, baby. Fuck me hard. MMMMMMM, yes, AAAAHHHHH, God, yes, like that.” But words are starting to fail me as I feel you bury that nice hard cock in me. Over and over you ram into me.

“Deeper, fuck me deeper and harder,” I cry out as I meet each of your thrusts.

“Ah, yes. MMMMMMM”

“Feels sssoooooo… Fuck!”

Feeling each thrust, feeling my walls tighten around you, feeling you gasp for breath with each thrust. I can feel your cock stretch me as you pump faster and harder. I reach up and pinch one of your nipples as you thrust deep, hearing you let out a small moan of pleasure.

You withdraw almost all the way, each time; barely leaving the tip of you inside me. You reenter with such a powerful thrust, my breath explodes out of me. When your buried deep inside, you grind against me, catching my clit against you.

“Oh, yes. More,” I gasp. Each thrust brings us closer.

“AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH, right there,” I feel your balls slap against my ass with each hard thrust.

“OOOOOOOO, that’s it,” I feel your hand graze my clit and I explode.

“Yes, yes, YYYYEEEESSSS,” feeling my walls contract around you as if milking you, you join me.

“MMMMMMMM, FUCK.” Each squeeze on your cock pulls a spasm of cum from you. My hands grip your ass trying to pull you deeper into me to release each squirt of hot cum deeply inside as my walls continue tightening around you. Each contracting pulse causes my juices to flow onto your hard cock.

Feeling your final shuddering release as you collapse on me, I smile. As you move to lie on your back, you move me to cuddle up against you. “Guess we’ll have to wait for the strip tease until next time.”

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“It’s only going to be a few guys over to watch the UK Basketball game.” I said.

“Autumn wants to come over and she is in the mood to play.” Becky whispered in my phone.

Now my libido went into overdrive. Becky had told me that Autumn had gotten some toys at a naughty wedding shower last week. My dirty mind went straight to Becky, Autumn, me and toys. But I could not tell the guys no. UK vs Florida on the new 52 inch plasma in HD. We had been planning this for months. It was the reason I bought the damn TV to begin with.

“Baby, You both can come over and watch the game. And then we can play after the guys head out.” I asked hopefully wishing to have my cake and then eat those two.

“Ok we will come over. But we may not wait till the game is over to start playing.” and the line went dead.

Oh boy this was going to be an interesting basketball game.

The guys showed up before Becky and Autumn did. Billy and Doug are in their early 40’s like me. Brent and Jeff are in their 30’s while Troy was the youngster in his late 20s. We all had met through work or softball and got along very well. Jeff was the oddball of the bunch. He actually showed up in his Florida sweatshirt. We have to take his BS during football but this was basketball. No way UK was losing in Rupp to those ugly Gators.

About 10 minutes into the first half I hear Becky’s knock on the back door and her sweet voice “Hi Hun how is the game?”

I got up to go see my goddess and stopped dead in my tracks as the reached the door to the kitchen. Blond hair pulled back in a ponytail. Small top of her cheerleader uniform stretched over her sexy breast. That lick able tummy bare. Her long legs down to her cute feet in those cheer shoes and frilly socks. My word she was amazing. Autumn stepping out to the side was similarly dressed but her long brown hair was flowing down her bare shoulders. As the guys turned toward them the game became very unimportant.

“Well, when you said you were all going to watch the game Autumn got the idea to see if we could still wear these from high school. What do boys think? Do they fit?”

The guys all started whistling and cheering as the two beauties walked into the room and stood before the big screen. They both broke into a little cheer and couple of jumps. Autumn did a high leg kick and I saw under her skirt was not the normal cheer panties but a black thong. Becky went down in a splits as they ended the cheer and she was also in a UK blue thong. All of the guys yelled and whooped as they finished.

The game came back on at that second and then spell those two had on us seemed to be broken for just a second. Autumn slipped onto the couch between Jeff and Brent. Becky sat down in my lap and gave me a very innocent peck on the cheek.

“Love the uniforms baby. Is this the playing that Autumn wanted?” I asked.

“No she wanted to show me the toys she got and I told her you want to see them too. When you said it was a basketball game I thought about a way to keep your attention during time outs. So I got into the closet to see if they would fit” Becky smiled at me. “Autumn then said we should wear them over. She told me you would like it and by the feel of that thing poking my thigh she was right.”

“I like them a lot. And I really like the blue thong you have on under your skirt. UK Blue.”

She smiled again and turned just so I could see and she flipped up the skirt. The thong had a UK on the front of it. I let out a little chuckle and kissed her deeply.

The game was close but going UK’s way of course. Billy Donavon got T-d up at the end of the 1st half and UK led by 9 going into the locker rooms. The girls got up to go the bathroom before the guys could even get in line. Leading to a couple of moans from those who had been hitting the beer.

With them out of the room Billy looked at me and said “You know you’re going to hell for corrupting them?”

“Yeah I might be but I am not going to complain about it.” laughing.

Jeff ataköy escort and Brent both had cat who ate the canary looks on their faces. Doug called them on it.

” What are you two smirking about?” he asked.

Troy answered when they both did not “Autumn has been rubbing their legs during the game.”

Brent then said “Yes but she has been flashing you and Doug looks at her thong.”

Both of the older guys just laughed and went with the joshing. As the ladies returned from the bathrooms the guys started taking their turns.

Followed Becky into the kitchen to clean up the empties and get the next round ready before the second half start. She stopped short and rubbed her skirt covered butt onto my crotch. Dang that felt good. I grabbed her around the waist and buried my face into her neck. Licking and sucking on her tanned shoulder.

“So how far are you wanting to take this game baby? Autumn has the guys really worked up and I do not know if I can control them.”

“We just talked about it in your potty. I told her she can’t just be a cock tease today. So we decided that we will take care of you all but no intercourse. Pussy or ass. Fingers are ok, mouths are wanted and we want to blow you all at least once each.” she said.

“We? ” I asked.

“Yes I am going to have to help her. No way she gets all those cocks to herself.” the wicked smile comes across her face. Wow I am one lucky man.

“Do I need to tell them the rules or will you two?”

“Rules what rules?” Doug asked walking into the kitchen getting another drink.

“No penis in pussy or ass but other than that all bets are off!!!” Becky yelled.

“Well that explains what’s going on on the sofa.”

We both turned to see Autumn on her knees in front of Troy and Brent sitting down. Her top was off and her bra pushed up over her breast. The guys pants were on the floor. She had Troy’s short thick cock in her mouth. Brent’s long thin staff in her left hand. Billy was standing on her right taking off his pants.

Jeff must have been the last in the bathroom cause I heard an “OH WOW!” coming down the hallway.

Becky stepped away from me and took off her top and her sexy bra that matched her thong. I picked her up and sit her on the breakfast bar. She laid on her side spreading her thighs. Doug was a step of head of me with his pants off in a flash. He walked up to her she took his rapidly hardening meat into her small hand and licked his head.

I pulled up a stool and sit down to place my face on the level of her sexy pantie covered pussy. Flipping her skirt up I buried my face into her thong. Smelling her arousal and feeling how damp she was already. I sucked on her clit and pussy lips through the panties. I knew she said fingers were ok so I slipped one into her small sexy lips. I look up at her muffled moan as I put the second finger inside her. She has her lips wrapped around Doug’s cock and he was pushing it deep into her mouth. Jeff had pulled his cock out and was stroking it slowly watching Becky swallow Doug.

“Baby, Jeff needs some help”

She opens her eyes, reaches out to grab Jeff by his tool and pulls him towards her. I then start to finger her very fast wishing it was my cock instead. I know the rules and will not break them but dang I want to fuck her while she sucks another cock. I pull my fingers out and lick them clean. I give her butt and then her pussy a hard little smack.

Taking off my pants I look over at the others going in the living room. Autumn was still on her knees but they had moved her to the middle of the room. The youngster Troy had taken the lead of the group. He had a hand full of hair pulling Autumn’s face up. She had a cock in both hands so her face was wide open. Troy then slapped his cock on her cheek. She looked very surprised but when he did it again she opened her mouth. He then shoved the head into her very roughly. I did not think the boy had that in him ataşehir escort but Autumn knew what she was getting into when she started this.

Turning back to the sexy little woman on my breakfast bar I knew this was going to be a fun afternoon. She was flat on her back. Her head was draped off the edge. Doug had a his hands around her neck holding her still. He was using her mouth to jack off his cock. I took this as an opening to attack her breast. Those perfect globes with pert nipples just needed to be abused.

A hard pinch on both causes a yelp as Doug removes his cock from her mouth. Jeff moves to the other side and starts to work on her other breasts as I slap the one on my side. I see her hand working its way into her on panties. She is really turned on by this. I pull on her nipple stretching it as I squeeze it. Letting it snap back and then pinching it again. Jeff was sucking on her other breast. Becky reached out with her free hand and stroked my hard on. I lean down to take her nipple and as much of her breast in the my mouth as I can.

I feel her start to shiver a little. She is getting close to cumming from all of the attention and her own fingers. Not wanting her to climax too soon I tap Doug on the shoulder.

“Lets change it up a little guys.” I say.

“Noooo I about to cummm.” she moans.

“I know baby but you are going to have to work for it tonight. Get her hands Jeff and lets get her on her knees.” I order. “Better yet let’s join the others.”

I pick Becky up and carried her into the living room where we found Autumn had gained a little control of the situation. She had young Troy on his back. She was sitting on his face facing down his body. With her skirt covering his head I was not sure if he was eating her pussy or her ass but she seemed to be enjoying it either way. She was trying to get Brent and Billy’s cocks in her mouth at the same time. Going back and forth between the heads with her mouth and tongue. Her mouth could not fit around both heads but damn it looked hot with her trying. She pulled back and spit on first Brent then Billy’s wood and went back to work on them.

I laid Becky down on the sofa. Straddling her stomach I place my shaft between her breasts. Knowing what I want she pushes her breast together around my cock. Even with the sweat from all the early action I needed a little lubrication on my shaft. I moved forward to her mouth.

“Get it wet woman. Get it sloppy before I fuck your tits.”

Becky opens wide and does get it very wet and sloppy. She even spits on it to help me along. Dang I love this woman. Moving back into position I start sliding between those perfect globes. I looked up as Billy got to the end of the couch where Becky’s mouth was. He pushed her head down so he could hover over her face. She took his balls into her mouth with a very loud hard suck. His short wide cock bounced on her chin as a loud “Damn” escaped his mouth. Looking down Becky is so sexy with a cock on her face and mine between her tits. I am holding them together as I push between them. One of her hands is grabbing my ass and the other is wrapped around Brent’s cock as he joins us.

Autumn is now draped over my big foot stool at the end of the love seat. Her butt in the air being smacked by Doug as he is working finger into her pussy and ass. The thong is still there but pulled very tight in her crack giving him access to her holes. I notice her hands are now tied behind her back with her own bra. She does not seem to mind but I need to make sure we are still following the rules.

“Remember the rules guys. No dicks in anywhere but their mouths.”

“Hey she said fingers and mouths where wanted. I promise no penetration with anything else.” Doug laughs as he spanks the helpless brunette.

Jeff is at Autumns head. She is taking a cue from Becky sucking on his sack. His face is half way between pain and pleasure as she must be biting on them. Brent taps me on fındıkzade escort the shoulder and I look down. I slide off Becky and let her up. She slides all the way to the floor and we swarm around her. On her knees her breast gleaming from saliva and my pre cum. Her face a mess from all the cocks she has been sucking. So sexy I almost cum right then, Those eyes look right into my soul as she takes Troy’s cock into her mouth.

She remembers from watching Autumn early what the young man wants. She goes deep and gags on it. Then pulling it out of her mouth she takes it in her hand and smacks her tongue with the wet head. Never breaking eye contact with me she shifts to the next hard on. Doing the same with Brent. She takes him all the way in burying her face in his pubic hair. He groans again very close to being the first to lose it. He backs away trying to slow it down. She turns on her knees to Billy. Taking just the tip in her mouth she starts the suction again just like on his balls. His knees buckle a little and she lets him go with a load pop. She turns now to Jeff who has joined to swarm around the blond. She goes for the deep throat again. Wet sloppy and very hot. She is in control and loving it.

A scream of pleasure gets all our attention. Autumn is coming from Doug’s fingers. She is helpless from his assault of her pussy and ass. He has his thumb in her ass and his two middle fingers in her pussy. His other hand has been rhythmically smacking her young tight cheeks. So the one to start this is the first one to gain release.

“Troy, go shut her up. Stick your thick cock down her throat so I can take care of these guys.” Becky says with a wonderful smirk. Damn I love this woman.

Troy follows orders and it sends Autumn over the edge again.

Becky turns to me and reaches for my hard cock. I grab her wrist “Just your mouth lover. And now you can play with your clit. I want you to cum for me as I fuck your face.”

Her eyes get wide knowing that its time. My hand goes to her ponytail and pull it hard. She opens her mouth wide for my cock head. Her hands are in her thong rubbing her clit. I push my cock in further than any of the rest. She gags and I push just a little more. She then sticks out her tongue under my shaft and tickles my balls just a touch. I hold her head still with her pony tail. I am in heaven. She looks up barely able to. I see her eyes and withdraw myself slowly. Leaving just the head in her mouth. She runs her tongue across my piss hole. This is my signal she is ready. I now go hard and fast into her mouth. Rougher than Troy did earlier with her or Autumn. I push in deep one stroke then shallow the next. I push my cock into her cheek. Then all the way out. I slap her face with my wet hard on. A line of spit running from her mouth to the underside of me to her cheek. It is so hot. I keep changing depth and speed as I abuse her mouth. She starts to cum moaning around my hardness. This sends me over the edge.

I let go of her ponytail as I start to cum. Becky stopped playing with herself and her hands reach my ass. She holds me still as I cum down her throat. Time stops as I feel her hot wet mouth take it all. When I stop and finally open my eyes she is looking up at me. She pulls out my softening cock from her sexy mouth. She looks me in the eye and opens her mouth. She had held the last my cum in her mouth. She swallowed then.

Licked her lips and said “Ok boys its time to glaze our faces.”

Autumn had been untied. The girls sat on the floor hands together in just their cheerleading skirts. The guys stood around them jacking off. Autumn leaned in and licked the little bit of my cum on Becky’s chin. This started the flood gates. The guys stepped up and sprayed them both with more cum than I would have believed. It all covered their lovely faces. It dripped down onto all 4 of those perfect breasts. They were cum covered and looked so sexy.

Autumn started collecting the cum with her fingers and feeding it to Becky. Becky did the same. Autumn was not swallowing it just hold it in her mouth. When her mouth was full she grabbed Becky’s head and kissed her pushing the cum into Becky’s mouth. The guys cheered this it was so hot. Becky did not swallow it all either. She pulled Autumn’s head back and let the cum roll out of her mouth into Autumn’s. Autumn then swallowed it all.

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First Time at the Glory Hole

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I’ve recently revisited my love for fellatio and I had so much fun that I wanted to share, and because no one knows about this side of me, I have no one in my life to share it with… So hopefully someone here enjoys.

I’ve (31M) been going through a very rough year. First I got Covid and had to quarantine alone for nearly two months. Long, I know, but my doctor said that since I had persisting symptoms it was best to stay alone, even without a fever. During this time my wife (30F) decided to leave me. Fortunately we don’t have children and she didn’t want the house or money… She just wanted to leave and start over. Because of that, it was a fairly clean divorce apart from the emotions involved.

Before I met my wife I had experimented with another man and absolutely loved it. He was older (not grandfather old, but definitely old enough to be my dad). He was patient and willing to let me explore at my own pace, which I appreciated immensely.

At no point in our several-month tryst did he pressure me to do things I wasn’t ready for. That patience was comforting, and because of it I did things with him that made me positive I was not 100% straight. I loved it.

Unfortunately, life happened, I had to move back in with my parents for a while and that explorative chapter of my life came to a close.

Then I met my wife and we fell madly in love. I knew early on that she wouldn’t be open to allowing me to occasionally be with a man. She had no problems homosexuality or bisexuality. She just didn’t want an open relationship.

It quickly became apparent that she would also not be open to things like dildos for me, or something like pegging. We never openly discussed it, but I knew based on things she said about masculinity. She wanted a man, a husband. I never told her about my sexual explorations… Mostly because I was afraid she’d not look at me the same.

So I figured that homoerotic chapter of my life would remain closed for good. My wife was worth it. I adored her, loved everything about her and she made me happier than anyone ever has.

Unfortunately, after nearly a decade of marriage, neither of us tended the fire and for her it just went out. I will spare you the details, but suffice it to say it was just over.

I was crushed for months. Didn’t leave the house except to work, slept when I was home and was generally a wreck.

I’m finally picking up the pieces and trying to move on, and one thing I quickly decided I wanted to do was find a cock to suck. At this point it had şişli escort been over 10 years since I had touched another man and now I had the freedom to do it.

I was in the very, very early stages of planning how I was gonna find someone when I decided to make a trip to an adult bookstore to buy lube and maybe a toy for myself. While I was there I noticed they had an adult arcade in the back.

$5 for an hour. I figured what the hell, I’d never been in one, I’d go check it out. I had an hour to kill before work, and it might be exciting to jerk off in a semi-public place.

The arcade turned out to be two hallways with doors on each side. It was a strange feeling walking in… There were men walking slowly through the halls, some looking at their phones, some casting furtive glances at one another. There was an overwhelming feeling of desperation in that hall.

I didn’t understand why until I opened one of the doors and stepped inside. There was a chair bolted to the floor, a screen playing a wide variety of porn and on both walls there was a hole. I immediately knew what they were for. Glory holes. I could feel my pulse quicken at the realization of where I was… What was likely going on in the stalls around me…

A surge of blood flowed into my penis and I could feel it swelling.

The door to the stall beside me opened and closed, and I knew there was someone there waiting for me to give a sign. I stared at the hole, unmoving, waiting to see what would happen. Eventually the light from the neighbor’s screen was blocked… And an erect cock slid through the hole.

My heart started thumping in my chest, like a wild animal trying to escape a predator. My breath quickened. I stared with wide eyes.

It was a beautiful cock, just the right size, hard, a nice head and a strong vein running down its length. It bobbed gently with its owners pulse. I thought back to the men I had just passed in the hall and wondered whose cock this was… But still I didn’t move, just looked.

He stayed there for about a minute before giving up. Eventually he withdrew. I heard him zip and leave the neighboring booth.

I let out a breath I didn’t know I had been holding, then sagged slightly in my chair. Was I relieved or disappointed that it was gone?

I didn’t have to wait long until I was tested again. Another cock came through the other hole. It was big, black, and it was just inches from my face. I let out a shaky breath that he must have mecidiyeköy escort felt, because his semi-erect manhood twitched. I froze again, staring at this symbol of masculinity, watching as it began to rise in anticipation. But I didn’t reach for it.

He soon departed, just like the first.

This went on for what felt like ages. Sometimes there would be a fifteen minute wait, but all told I stared at 6 cocks and didn’t touch a single one. Finally the clerk at the store shouted down the hallway “Red hoodie, your hour is up!”

That was me. Shit, it had already been an hour… And I wasted it staring at cocks instead of sucking them.

I left, but the seed had been planted. It was exhilarating to be so close to cocks that I could literally reach out and touch them… Taste them… I had found the place I would be going to please other men.

I went back the next day. Based on the empty parking lot, I was the only person in the theater this time. I had nothing planned for the rest of the day so I bought three hours, found an empty stall and waited.

I heard someone checking doors, eventually finding mine locked and entering the stall beside me.

I knew as soon as the cock came through the hole that I wouldn’t be touching it. The smell of cigarette smoke permeated the booth, and I knew he would probably taste like an ashtray. I let him sit there until he withdrew and left.

A while later someone else came. They slid their flaccid cock through the hole. Even limp, I could tell it was a nice cock. I leaned forward and inhaled. Clean, freshly showered… I decided I was going for it. This was the one. I slid out of my chair and onto my knees on the floor.

I took a moment to look at the cock closely, fully appreciating that it would be the first in over a decade for me. My heart hammered madly in my chest.. it felt like a drum roll leading up to a big moment.

Finally, I reached out and took his penis in my hand. I lifted it slightly and aimed it at my face, leaned in, and felt the tip of him bump into my bottom lip. With that contact came an electric shock that hit me to my core.

I kissed the tip of his penis, letting my tongue slide out briefly to taste him, and then I parted my lips and took him in. His soft dick rested on my tongue. I swirled it gently, coaxing him to erection, and I felt him begin to stiffen in my mouth. Finally I closed my lips around his base and felt him bump into my throat.

I pulled istanbul escort back slowly, assaulting his frenulum with the tip of my tongue for a moment before taking him all the way back in. I gagged loudly on him then, causing him to groan in appreciation, but I didn’t pull back. I felt him push into my throat and I held him there for a moment.

I had been afraid that I wouldn’t remember how to do this after so long… But for me it was second nature. Within moments he was fully erect and humping himself into the hole, eager for more.

I attacked him like a man possessed and used every part of my mouth to please him. I stroked him with my tight lips, feeling the ridge of his head on them each time I pulled back. My tongue hugged his cock on each upstroke, wrapping around him like a velvety blanket. He moaned loudly, and I moaned lewdly around his shaft.

I was sure people in the hallway could hear him… They’d know that booth

9 had a cocksucker inside… Would they form a line…? Would they wait for their turn to use my mouth?

I couldn’t remember being so aroused.

And then without warning, it happened.

I felt his orgasm in my mouth before I tasted it. His hot seed gushed gently across my tongue and coated the inside of my cheeks, slowly filling me up. I had tasted my own cum once or twice, but I had never had another man’s cum in my mouth. I was surprised at how good it felt and tasted.

I hadn’t planned on letting him finish in my mouth. In fact, I had brought tissue to catch his spend… but here I was with a mouthful of cum and a decision on my hands.

I swallowed.

His cum slid slowly down my throat as I continued using my tongue to coax every drop I could. Finally it was over. He withdrew and left without a word.

I sat back on my heels and marveled at myself. I had just sucked a random man to completion, and swallowed his offering. I felt so… Slutty.

My arousal was complete, my own cock begging for some kind of attention. I didn’t touch myself, just knelt there basking in the afterglow of what I had done. My mind was buzzing. I never imagined I’d swallow another man’s cum, but I had done it. And I had absolutely loved it.

I looked down at my phone and realized only a minute had passed. What felt like an eternity had only been 60 seconds… Did he have a quick trigger? Or was I good at sucking dick, even after all these years..?

And then the next cock came in after the first had left. Clearly they were waiting in line.

I spent three full hours on my knees sucking dick, and I left with a belly full of cum.

Even though I still love my ex-wife, maybe this divorce is a blessing in disguise. I never would have cheated on her and had she not left me, this experience wouldn’t have happened.

One thing is certain… I will be a regular at the glory holes from now on.

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Barbara’s First Gang Bang Ch. 05

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In Chapter 04, Joseph had promised the group of men in his rec room that he would give them a demonstration of flogging. He proceeded to use a pair of horsehair floggers to warm up Barbara’s back and buttocks. He had then switched to a leather flogger and began to deliver more severe blows.

*****

Barbara’s journey into submission continues with a flogging.

THWACK!

“Ahhhhhhhhhh…!” Barbara gasped loudly as her buttocks felt the pain of another harsh strike from the leather flogger. As before, she shuddered in her bonds, shaking the chains that connected her wrists to the overhead beam. Her legs quivered and she clenched her cheeks, trying to absorb the pain deeper into the meat of her behind.

“Holy fucking Christ,” murmured one of the men. “This is unfucking believable.” Like the others in the semi-circle, he continued to stroke his erection as he watched Barbara squirm with each lash. He and the others were completely enthralled with the sight of this naked woman being flogged.

Joseph stepped close to Barbara and placed one hand on her reddening buttocks.

Immediately, she felt herself relax. The gentleness of Joseph’s hand seemed to dissipate some of the burning sensation in her bottom.

Joseph held the flogger out toward the men. “Who would like to give it a try?”

There was a momentary silence as the men looked back and forth among themselves, waiting for one of them to take the initiative.

“I’ll do it,” said one, stepping forward and taking the flogger. He looked into Barbara’s eyes, possibly wondering if she çapa escort would give him some kind of signal. Instead, he was met with a determined stare.

“What’s your name,” she asked.

“Uh…Nick,” he stammered. His voice unveiled a hint of uncertainty.

“Have you ever whipped a naked woman before, Nick?” she asked.

“Uh, no. No, I haven’t.”

“And why do you want to whip me?”

The question drew a murmur from the group.

“I…I’m sorry. I just thought…” He took a step back, clearly thrown off by Barbara’s questions. He looked at Joseph for direction, but received none. “I thought,” he paused searching for words. “I thought you liked it.”

Barbara smiled. “I do like it Nick. It’s okay. I’m not trying to stop you. I was just curious.”

Nick drew a deep breath.

“But before you flog me, I need you to do something for me.”

“Yes?”

“I need you to rub my pussy.”

Nick looked at Joseph for guidance. Joseph shrugged his shoulders, indicating to him that it wasn’t his call. He lowered the flogger and reached between Barbara’s legs. He cupped her sex in his hand. It felt hot and very, very soft. He pressed his palm lightly against her puffy labia and moved in a circular motion. Her lips were slippery against each other.

“Mmmmmm.” Barbara pushed herself against him. “That feels sooo good.” She matched the motion of Nick’s hand. The movement sent little shockwaves of pleasure through her pussy, especially when the pressure crossed right over top of her clit. “Put fatih escort your fingers in.”

He found her opening and curled two fingers inside her.

“Yesssssss,” she hissed, pressing even harder against his hand. She felt herself rising toward an orgasm. No, she said to herself. Not yet.

“I can’t wait any longer, Nick. I want you to fuck me!”

Seeing how things had taken a turn away from a continuation of the flogging, Joseph moved quickly. He reached up and unhooked Barbara’s wrists from the overhead chains. He quickly rehooked the wrist restraints behind her back. “Guys, pull that massage table over here.”

Two of the men dragged a large, heavily-padded massage table into position.

Place it sideways right in front of her,” directed Joseph, who then applied slight pressure to Barbara’s back, forcing her chest down onto the table. “Okay, Nick. You know what she wants.”

Nick stepped around behind Barbara and looked down at her, bent over the table, hands bound behind her back and her legs spread wide. Her bottom showed numerous red streaks left behind by the leather flogger.

Joseph stood at one side of Barbara’s leg and leaned over. He grasped her lower buttocks and pulled the cheeks open, revealing her swollen sex to Nick. He then moved his fingertips closer to her pussy and spread her even more, parting her lips and exposing the intimate flesh beneath.

Nick’s eyes widened as he gazed at the vagina where his fingers had just been. The flesh around the opening glistened etiler escort in the beam of the overhead pot lights, and with Joseph still spreading her sex he could see about an inch or so of the darker pink tissue inside. His thoughts immediately jumped ahead and he felt feel his balls clench as he imagined ejaculating into her.

“She’s all yours,” Joseph said.

Nick gipped his shaft and moved forward. He felt his heart fluttering nervously as he directed the head of his cock to her entrance and then shifted slightly closer. He felt an exquisite softness as her vaginal opening caressed his pulsing knob. He slipped easily inside her and he watched as each inch of his shaft slowly made its way into her body.

Joseph released his hands and stepped away.

Nick reached out and grabbed Barbara’s waist and began a steady, firm stroke, all the while looking down and watching his shaft slide in and out, shimmering with her juices. He then remembered her talking about anal sex. He curved one of his thumbs into the crevice between her buttocks. He moved it back and forth a little until he found the centre of her tiny rear opening. He pushed hard with the tip of his thumb.

“Ahhhh…fuck…yessss,” she responded.

Nick rubbed circles with his thumb and the pungent scent of her butthole reached his nostrils. He felt another clench in his balls.

With her chest down on the massage table surface, Barbara had to lift her head in order to see the men in front of her. Her face was now level with a semi-circle of cockheads, all pointing her way.

“What do you say, Joe,” said one of the other men. “Can we?” H nodded toward Barbara.

“Like she said earlier,” responded Joseph, a wide smile creasing his cheeks. “She wants it in all her holes.”

One of the men stepped forward. Barbara opened her mouth and licked her lips.

…to be continued in Chapter 06…

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Alison is the daughter of a friend. There is a large age difference between us. She’s 40 and single. I’m 62 and divorced. I do business and accounting consulting work and get a nice pension from a former employer. Alison works as a graphic designer. We went out a few times in the past just for dinner. When I tried to romance her all I got was a few kisses and she would tell me that she wasn’t ready to go further.

This past spring I got stuck with an extra theater ticket from the local theater company for the musical South Pacific. I gave Alison a call and asked if she would like to join me. The show was on a Saturday evening. But Alison also wanted to go shopping at a new high end mall near me on Friday. “I can stay over on Friday and we’ll leave for the show from your place on Saturday.” It sounded great to me. I needed some dress shirts at Brooks Brothers anyway. Plus my daughter who lives with me would be away for the entire weekend. Alison could use her room.

Let me describe Alison. She about 5′ 7″, about 140 lbs, 36B, shapely, dark brown shoulder length hair, nice legs, beautiful brown eyes. There are curves were there should be curves. She is a very attractive package with a smile that lights up a room.

Friday finally came. I was up late on Thursday and again early Friday morning doing some last minute cleaning. I got some flowers for Alison’s room and some for the dining room table. My plan was to have Friday night dinner at my place. I made a chicken stir fry and before dinner I would pick up some Won Ton soup from the local Chinese restaurant. Alison finally arrived in her car about noon. I showed her the bedroom and got her situated. Alison looked fantastic with a nice skirt and blouse.

We drove over to the mall; Willow Run Mall. It’s about 20 minutes from my house. Alison helped me pick out some dress shirts. We walked around the mall. Alison took my hand. She then spotted a high end lingerie shop. She told me that we would meet in about ½ hour. Alison gave me a kiss. There is a book store on the same level. I went there and looked around. Before long my cell phone rang. Alison was done. We met and I noticed she had a few bags with her. I asked if she was going to model for me what was in the bags. She said “if I was a good boy I beşiktaş escort would get a show.”

We had lunch at the food court. After lunch we walked around and browsed the mall; holding hands and we kissed a few times.

Alison wanted to see the new Wood Allen move. There is a movie theater near my house. It’s an old fashioned one screen theater from the 1940’s. It’s cute. The name is the Savoy. I suggested that we leave the mall about 4PM and I would pick up the rest of the dinner on the way home. Alison agreed.

I heated up the sir fry while Alison set the table. She also got some wine from my fridge. We had our dinner, cleaned up and got ready to make the movie.

We got to the movie on time and had a nice time. I drove back to my house. Alison excused herself. I put on the TV to catch some news. Alison came back to the living room after a while. I looked up and Alison said “How do you like what I bought?” She was wearing a 3 piece pajama outfit in light blue; a low cut blouse, short panties and a robe with a tie. The robe was untied and the blouse showed all her beautiful assets. She sat next to me on the sofa and took off the robe. She said “I’m ready.” I put my hands under the blouse and began to feel her beautiful tits. Things heated up and I slipped my hand in her panties. Alison said “I know we both need this but not here. Let’s go to your room.”

I grabbed two wine glasses and a bottle of white wine. I took off my clothes while Alison sat on the bed waiting for me to finish. “Hurry up.” Alison said. I stripped down to my boxers. Alison playfully pushed me down on the bed and got on top of me. She held her arms up and I removed the blouse. I began to play and suck on her beautiful tits. I was like a hungry man with food. I couldn’t get enough of her beautiful tits. Alison came a few times. I gently pushed her off me, took off my briefs and put on a Rough Rider condom. With Alison’s help I slid the panties down her legs. Alison spread her legs as I got on top of her. We kissed a few times and Alison helped guide me in. She seemed lubricated so I didn’t use any lube. She was tight but after a few thrusts everything was fine. I continued to thrust. Alison came and a minute or so later taksim escort I did too. We cuddled for a while and I started to doze off. Alison woke me because she was cold so I got her one of my sweatshirts.

Saturday morning arrived. I got in the newspapers and fed my cats. It was very early and Alison was still sleeping. I got back into bed with her. Sometime later Alison woke me and said “how about we have some more fun? But no condom this time. I’m on birth control. I want to feel you not the condom.” That sounded like a winner to me. I slipped off my boxers and t-shirt. Alison took off the sweatshirt. She got on top of me and I started playing with her beautiful tits. She came and got off me. I quickly got on top of her and gently spread her legs with my hands. She started to help guide me in. But I stopped. She didn’t seem lubricated enough. I reached for the KY and put some on my penis and inside her pussy. I did not want to hurt her. I started to go in again and this time it seemed OK. After a few thrusts Alison came and so did I. There’s one thing about having sex with Alison. She is very noisy but I love it.

We both fell asleep after sex. I got up about 11AM and started making breakfast for the two of us. Just some scrambled eggs, bacon, hash browns and toast. Alison came up behind me and gave me a hug and a kiss. “I never had a guy cook for me.” We ate breakfast and Alison helped me cleanup. Alison showered. I was tempted to join her in the shower but I let her have her space.

The theater is at 8PM and our dinner reservations are at 5PM. We have to leave my place no later than 4PM. The restaurant is about a 10 minute walk from where I park. The theater is right across the street from the parking lot.

We both dressed and had a light lunch. Just some salads. Alison looked fantastic. She wore a black skirt and a colorful print top. I wore a sport jacket and some dress slacks.

We left early because I had heard on the radio there were some traffic issues. After parking we walked to the restaurant. The restaurant is named Dave’s. It’s high end diner food. Meatloaf is not just meatloaf. It’s Black Angus meatloaf. I had done some consulting work for them a while ago and I know the owners. nişantaşı escort Our table wasn’t ready yet so we waited at the bar with drinks. Before we knew it our table was ready. We ordered and the food which is cooked to order came out in a short time. Spending time with Alison so far this weekend has been great. Not just for sex but I found out more about her than I knew. She is not only pretty inside and out but also very bright and sweet.

The dinner was great. One of the owners spotted me and came over to talk. We finished up and took a short stroll to the theater window shopping along the way.

Arriving at the theater I found our seats. We got there a bit early. I told Alison about the musical. Some things she didn’t know or did not realize.

The show was fantastic. We both enjoyed it. I put on some jazz on the car stereo and drove home.

When we got back to my place Alison changed into another PJ outfit the same style as the first one. But this one was red. She looked fantastic I changed into my PJ’s too. We had some coffee and cake while listening to some jazz. After that we just cuddled while listening to the music. We talked a while. Alison wanted to know about the future. We came to an agreement to go along with things as they are. We would continue to date and just see what happens.

Sunday morning we got up, dressed and went to a nearby restaurant for brunch. Alison treated which was a surprise. After brunch Alison packed up. She had to get back home early to finish some work for Monday. I was unhappy to see her leave.

After this weekend we started a ritual. Usually Alison would come over after work on Friday and stay with me for the rest of the weekend; leaving to go back to her place after dinner on Sunday. We would have dinner at my place on Friday. Saturday Alison would finish some work or just relax and then in the evening we would go out; maybe to a movie, maybe to dinner or we would just stay home and relax. Each week Fridays couldn’t come fast enough. After about three months of dating, Alison was my “steady”. It may sound old fashioned but I gave her my college ring along with a 14K gold chain to wear around her neck.

I convinced her to give up her lease and move in with me. I helped her financially to buy out her lease. Initially her parents were not very happy with the difference in our ages but they finally came around.

She was surprised when I got her a lease on a new car. Her old one was in terrible shape and had very high mileage. I also surprised her with something else. This fall we’re going to Las Vegas for a week.

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Birthday Surprise

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As soon as her eyes gazed through the tiny slit of light she froze. Barely awake, Angelica stood like a statue in the middle of the hallway, sure she must be dreaming, but quite certain she wasn’t. She brought her left arm up to glance at her watch, it read 11:50pm. She had set her alarm to go off at midnight for her eighteenth birthday, her parents were always up late so she knew they would be ready to celebrate early. Realizing suddenly that she still stood in the hallway, directly in the small space of light, she took a quick step backwards into the shadow. Taking a deep breath, Angelica slowly crept closer, being careful to remain hidden. It seemed that her parents were celebrating early.

Ever so slowly Angelica peeked through the opening in the door, what she saw made her feel quite peculiar indeed. Her mother crouched on the floor on her knees, her naked bottom facing the door. Her back arched as the her head moved up and down. Angelica couldn’t see all of her father, he stood if front of her mother with his eyes closed. Angelica leaned back again and exhaled, noticing that she had been reaching under her pajamas. She could feel the wetness growing as she imagined what her mother was doing right now. Angelica herself had never given a blowjob before, but this is not the first time she’s seen one. She watched all kinds of porn and played with her toys a lot but she was waiting for the right one to share herself with. Curiosity brewing she opened her eyes and peeked back around the corner. Her parents had changed positions, Angelica’s view was now the back of her fathers head buried in her mothers lap. He sounded ravenous and her mother grasped the top of his head tightly, her toes curling as she gripped his head between her thighs. With her other hand she held her breast firmly, escort little dribbles of milk oozing out from being squeezed so tightly. Angelica looked up to catch the look on her mothers face, trying so hard to be quiet, when her eyes shot open and immediately caught Angelica’s gaze.

Angelica jumped back into the shadows, cursing herself and praying she wasn’t seen. She pulled her hands out of her panties and flew through the hallway to her room. She closed the door as silently as possible and put her back against it, thinking about what she had just witnessed. Thinking about her juices on her fingers as she watched her father voraciously consume her mother. She brought her fingers up to her mouth, thinking about the delicious taste when she her a door open down the hall. Without another thought she jumped into her bed and pulled the covers up. The darkness in her room started to light up as she saw the alarm on her phone going off. She shut it off almost instantly, but it made the tiniest noise and she just knew her parents had heard her. All she could do was lay there and pretend to be asleep. The slow turn of the doorknob broke the endless silence and Angelica felt herself tense as she tried to remember to breathe.

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“Dammit Angelica” Sharon muttered under her breath. Her husband started to mumble something but she held him firmly and made him finish what he started. He went right back at it and she felt sharp pinch on her clitoris as Elliot nibbled on her hungrily. She squirmed and he grabbed her with both hands as she pulled away, all the juices flowing onto his face as she came.

A moment later his head rose, his beard dripping and a huge smirk on his face.

“You were saying?”

With a look of relief she smiled and kissed his sloppy face, enjoying izmit escort bayan the scent of her on him

“I have a surprise for you, Elliot,” she said as she stood up and grabbed her robe off of the door. She walked over to the top drawer of their tallest dresser and reached in, pulling out some rope and velvet handcuffs. He looked back at her, he loved when she had surprises. Within a moment or two she had him sufficiently tied to the bed , grabbed a blindfold and wrapped it around his face ensuring that he could see nothing. Then he heard the door open and close.

“Sharon?” Elliot called. “Are you there?”

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Sharon tiptoed silently through the hallway, she checked their son, James’ room, but he was spending the night with a friend. Thankful, she left the door open and continued to Angelica’s room, put a hand on the knob, took a deep breath and opened the door. She stepped inside and saw her daughter lying in bed. She started thinking about how much she had grown, how much of a woman she had become. She had not only grown taller than her mother, Angelica had also grown larger breasts and a more round shaped bottom. She looked down at her beautiful daughter, her blonde hair glowing softly in the moonlight shining through the window. Sharon reached out and carefully moved the hair from Angelica’s face, and kissed her cheek and forehead. She held her daughters hand in hers and bent to kiss that as well, when she smelled something very familiar. At first she thought it must have been from herself but she also realized that Angelica’s fingers were sticky, she brought them up to her face and put them in her mouth.

Angelica’s eyes flew open and Sharon looked back at her deep blue eyes in amazement.

“I know you were watching izmit sınırsız escort us again,” she said softly. Angelica’s gaze went to the side in embarrassment. “I understand how you feel sweetheart, it’s alright to be curious. Have you ever been with a man?” She asked carefully. She knew her daughter was curious, she had bought her toys and she saw what kind of porn she watched when she thought no one was watching her. This was different, this wasn’t the first time she suspected Angelica of masturbating and watching Sharon and her husband have sex, but this time she has proof.

“I’m so sorry Mom, I was just-” Angelica stammered, trying to come up with anything to say.

“You’re just curious” Sharon interjected, helpfully.

“I can’t help it, I’ve never- and it looks so-“

“Especially with your father”

“Yes, it looks amazing but I-” Angelica froze, realizing she had just admitted to thinking about sex with her own father. She quickly tried to cover it up “What I mean to say is-“

“I know exactly what you mean, dear” her mother interrupted, smiling secretively. “I have something for you, an early birthday surprise if you will.” As she said this her hand slipped between her daughters thighs, her panties were soaked through, just as she expected them to be.

Angelica softened, her mother was sitting on her bed, with her finger sliding under her panties, feeling her excitement everywhere. Her hips swung with her as her fingers grazed her clit, and then her mother stopped, pulled her hand out and licked her fingers.

“Well if you want your present you’ll have to come with me,” Sharon said nonchalantly. She stood and held out her hand, Angelica’s hand reached out hesitantly and she rose from her bed.

“What are we doing?” she whispered nervously.

“Your father and I have something very special to give you,” Sharon replied, smiling as she led her daughter down the hallway. Boy did she have a surprise for them BOTH she thought, as she put her hand on the knob and opened the door.

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Sister In Law Pt. 02

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Two weeks had passed since my wife, and I had moved into her sister’s house. The move from Florida to Texas was a big one, but so far it had paid off. Hope had got me a job with one of the contractors that fixed up the houses for her properties. The pay was good, and it felt good to be using my hands to work again.

Desiree was doing great at Gary’s firm, she was already on the list to get promoted. Things were looking like they were falling into place, except for one thing. The relationship between Gary and I had hit a brick wall. I had caught him on the phone with one of his friends, he didn’t know I was behind him, and he called me the N-word, stating that he couldn’t believe his sister in law was dating one of us, and how lazy I was around the house.

The moment I heard, I confronted him about it. He denied it, of course, saying I was hearing things, but he later invited me to the garage to have a “talk,” what he said in that garage made my blood boil, he offered to pay me off, giving me an offer of a large amount of money to walk away. When I told my wife and his sister, he didn’t deny it and stated that a real man wouldn’t have gotten into so much trouble that he needed to be bailed out by his wife’s sister.

Tensions ran high in the house for a good three days before it died down. Gary and I avoided each other as much as possible, which was surprisingly smooth in a house of this size. Desiree was another problem that I would have to face. She had started to like this house and wanted one of her own, she had already decided that she didn’t want to move out as soon as possible but wait until we could buy a house then rent it out to build money so we could afford something like it.

I thought she was out of her mind. It would take years for us to afford anything close to any of the houses in the community. Even the cookie-cutter homes in the front were mind-blowing expensive. Every time I tried to convince her that she was thinking too big, she would push it even further.

Hope was on my side for most of the arguments. She tried to tell her sister that it had taken years for Gary and her to build up the wealth they had now. Gary, on the other hand, was convincing Desiree otherwise, he told her smart investing would yield her the money she needed to buy whatever she wanted as long as she was smart.

On other fronts, it was harder than ever not to think about Hope sexually. Her body was all I could think about on most days. Especially days like today, when she had the day off. She walked around the house with black sports shorts that barely covered her supple ass, a tight crop top that showed off her stomach, her enormous boobs threatened to destroy the fabric of any shirt that she put on. The finisher was her whale tail.

I didn’t even know there was a word for the thong lines that appeared above the pants line, but one of my new co-workers had said it out loud at a passer-by, the name fits as the thong lines did look like a whale’s tail as it went back into the water.

“You coming with me today?” Hope said, bringing me back to reality.

“Of course,” I said as I looked at her stretch. She placed one foot on the back of the couch and then leaned forward, touching the tips of her toes.

‘Damn, she’s flexible,’ I thought as she repeated the action with the other foot.

“Okay, we are leaving,” Hope shouted.

I had volunteered to go on one of Hope’s runs through the local park. She had said there was a path through the large park area that really made her sweat. Since I had started to work out every day, I felt it necessary to add more to my cardio routine.

The run started from the house and weaved into the park and out of the community. I followed close by and was surprised that I was keeping a brisk pace. We passed onlookers that saw Hope with her bouncing chest and her blonde ponytail prancing back and forth. It was funny to see most of the men that we came across either bump into something or literally fall as they tripped over their own legs.

“Okay, here we go,” Hope said as she turned off of the paved path and up through a row of trees.

The path turned to rocks and stones and dirt. Most of it was uphill, she was right; it did work up a sweat. I was positively dripping with sweat. My shirt was soaked through, it felt like my heart was going to beat out of my chest.

“We can rest up ahead,” Hope said, I knew she was feeling sorry for me. I had fallen behind her, the main reason was that I was out of shape. The other was because the view from behind was just as good as the view from the front. Hope’s ass was a sight to see in the tight shorts.

“Here,” Hope said as we got onto a paved path with a bridge going over a small river.

We sat down on a bench, and it felt good to catch my breath. I drank some of the water I had carried with me. “Gary didn’t make it this far,” Hope said as she looked at me. “He sat down halfway up the last hill,” she laughed. “He wanted me to get the car because he couldn’t walk another step.”

“Doesn’t izmit escort bayan surprise me,” I shrugged. “He doesn’t look like the athletic type.”

“Book smart, yes definitely,” Hope nodded as she drank some of her water. “Street smart, no definitely not, he would probably get his ass torn apart if he hung around some of the people I had to work with daily.”

“Your people? Imagine him hanging around on the worksite with me?” I laughed.

“He would make good foundation support,” Hope nodded.

“At the least,” I responded.

“I am sorry about the comment he made,” Hope said as she turned to look at me. “I am glad that you two are here, it has made the past two weeks more enjoyable than my life has been in many months.”

“I have to say, other than that one bad note it has been a pleasure to be out here,” I nodded. “It was definitely a good move.”

“May I ask you something,” Hope turned to look at me. “And be honest?”

“Of course,” I nodded back at her.

“Are they too big?” Hope said as she stuck out her chest. The tight black fabric of her top was stretched over her ample bosom and seemed to be on the verge of bursting open.

“No,” I said, taking a good view of her chest.

“You’re not just saying that because you’re a boob guy?” Hope asked as she smiled at me.

“Most likely,” I admitted. “But isn’t that the reason you got them?”

“Want me to be totally honest?” Hope replied.

“Absolutely,” I responded.

“Tit Fucking,” Hope shrugged as she looked away. “After Gary had bought the car, I really wanted to buy some expensive furniture I had my eye on. I went into the showroom of my regular place that I often use to show off houses. I couldn’t find Janice, the lady that holds all my furniture. I found her in the backroom on her knees with one of the movers plowing away at her chest as she held them up for him.”

I looked at Hope who was smiling as if she was reliving the memory. “They didn’t even know I was there, she held them so tight against him I could only see the head of his dick as it came out the top.”

“So, you decided to get big boobs so you could,” I said.

“You know what I looked like before,” Hope said. “I was barely a B, I always had a nice ass, and I decided to get the front to match.”

“Went a tad bit over, don’t you think?” I laughed.

“Well, it’s the string implants, they make them grow sometimes,” Hope nodded.

“So, how was it?” I asked.

“How was what?” Hope asked.

“The first time you tit fucked Gary,” I shook my head.

“He wouldn’t let me,” Hope shook her head. “He said they were too big and they didn’t turn him on, in fact, he says they turn him off.”

“So you guys haven’t,” I began to ask.

“Lights off and either from behind or facing away from him,” Hope sighed.

“You sure he isn’t gay?” I laughed.

“Come on,” Hope smiled as she got up. “Better head back.”

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It had tried to not to think about what Hope had told me on our run. It had been two days to be exact, and all I could think about was driving my dick between her colossal chest. Today was no different, we were together at one of her houses. The client had wanted someone to write down some of the changes he wanted to be done to the house before he bought it, he was also willing to pay for the changes which would be added to the final cost of the house.

Hope was standing at the island bar in the middle of the kitchen. The client, a large, robust man, was bellowing out ideas as Hope jotted them down. Every once in awhile, she would look back and ask me if it was possible to do, I would answer, and they would go back to what they were doing.

I couldn’t stop but stare at Hope’s shapely legs as they went up to her tight ass. As if she knew what I was doing, she bent forward leaning against the island. The loud man stopped talking as I am sure his view of her cleavage got a lot better. I am sure that was Hope’s plan, I had seen her do it a couple of times. It always had the same effect on every guy she did it too, immediately they would stop talking and begin to stare.

I had a different view, her short skirt rode up an inch more, and I would be able to see everything, but it clung on to her ass and hid the secrets underneath. Hope’s favorite colors to wear to work were hot pink like today, cream white, and a dark blue. All of the skirts stopped just at the top of her thighs, all of them came with matching high heels and bag.

“I thought he would never shut up,” Hope said as we wave to the guy as he got into his car and drove off.

“This wouldn’t take long, most of them are cosmetic,” I said, looking over the list.

“Good,” Hope said as she turned to me. “When can you guys get started?”

“I will get with Theodore,” I said. Theodore was my main boss, I had got in good with him the past few days as one of the others decided to leave and start his own business and be a direct competitor to Theodore. “I am sure he would want someone to start izmit eve gelen escort right away,

he can’t lose any clients.”

“I have used him for all my needs, I have no intention on changing that, you let him know I expect someone to start as soon as possible. Money is not a factor,” Hope said as she lowered her sunglasses and walked to her car.

I called Theodore, and he immediately told me to get started. I sent him a list of materials I would need, and since I had most of the tools in my truck, I got started right away.

The day got hotter, and since I had turned off the electricity to the house, I was burning up. “I should have asked him to bring a fan,” I smiled as I went outside.

My phone rang, and as I looked at it, I saw the request for a video call with Hope. I answered and saw her.

“Heading back to the house, did you want me to pick you up something?” Hope asked.

“Water,” I laughed.

“Yeah, it is hot out today,” Hope replied. “Okay, I can do that,” she said as if she was looking around to see where she was going.

The view was of her huge tits and her face, mostly barred by her boobs. ‘Damn, they are huge,’ I thought to myself.

“Okay, anything else?” Hope said as she looked like she was making a turn.

“A fan?” I laughed.

“I don’t think any of the big ones will fit in my car,” Hope laughed.

“I was joking, water with ice would be fine,” I nodded.

“Okay, be there soon,” Hope said as she ended the call.

I went back to work, but I couldn’t stop myself from thinking about Hope and what she said and how she dressed. I quickly went into the bathroom and began to take off my pants. The moment I had got into jerking off and getting into a good rhythm. I heard movement outside the door. I leaned forward as soon as I heard the footsteps. I knew it wasn’t Theodore as he had already delivered the materials.

“Where are you?” Hope asked.

“Shit,” I said to myself. Here I was with my dick in my hand, and the person at fault was outside the door.

“You okay?” Hope asked as she stood outside the door.

“Yeah,” I replied.

“I thought I might as well take you out to lunch,” Hope said. “That way you can cool off and get something to eat, what do you think?”

‘I think you should stop talking,’ I thought to myself as my dick throbbed. “That would be nice, I will be right out,” I said out loud.

“Looks good so far,” Hope said, not moving from her spot. I could see the shadow of her feet under the door.

“Thanks,” I said as I shook my head. I couldn’t believe how hard I was, she was right outside the door talking to me, and all I wanted to was fuck the hell out of her.

I continued to jerk my cock as she spoke about the crazy day she was having. I nodded and made little comments while stroking my cock faster. I reached for the toilet paper as I came hard. Quickly flush the paper down the toilet, I straightened myself out and went to the door. I stopped at the door as I realized it wasn’t completely closed.

Hope wasn’t standing behind it when I got out. I turned to look back at the door, and my heart stopped. I closed it just like how it was before, and I noticed something that made me petrified. At the angle, she was standing and with the door slightly opened she could have seen me in the mirror. The mirror faced the toilet, she could have seen everything that I was doing.

“Are you coming,” Hope shouted from outside.

“Yeah,” I said as I closed the door to the bathroom.

I got in her car and pulled the seat belt across my body. It might have been my imagination, but it looked like Hope had looked at my groin.

“Can you pass me those,” Hope said, pointing between my feet at a stack of envelopes.

“Sure,” I said it was wishful thinking, just like thinking she had been staring at me in the bathroom.

“I was thinking Mexican, since it is close by,” Hope said as she pulled out of the driveway.

The restaurant was more extravagant than I had imagined I thought by the way she had casually told Mexican that it would be a hole in the wall. I felt out of place as the lady looked at me as we walked in. Most of the people inside were dressed smartly, and here I was in blue jeans and a gray shirt drenched in dirt, sweat, and grime.

“Your usual table?” The lady said as she looked at Hope.

“Yes,” Hope replied.

“I feel out of place being in a place like this,” I whispered to Hope.

“Don’t,” Hope smiled. “You’re a working man, most of these people never worked a hard day in their life.”

“Your order has already been placed and will be right out,” the lady said as she smiled then walked away.

“Thanks,” Hope said as she pushed her seat back.

We were seated in what seemed like a private room, there was no one else around, and the lady closed the doors behind her.

“I took the liberty of ordering ahead of time,” Hope smiled as she finally got her seat to where she wanted it.

Even with the izmit otele gelen escort seat pushed further back, her chest was still touching the table.

I couldn’t stop myself from staring at the deep valley of cleavage in front of me. Hope silently coughed which brought me out of my wonder world.

“Sorry,” I said as she looked at me.

“It’s perfectly fine,” Hope nodded. “If I didn’t need to talk to you, I would let you stare all day.”

I was shocked to hear that, was she flirting with me, or was it just my imagination. “So, what did you want to talk about?”

“You know what I want to talk about,” Hope replied.

I shook my head, “No,” I said, looking in her face. “She is getting out of line.”

Hope wanted to talk about the argument that Desiree and I had a few days ago which led to me leaving our room and sleeping in one of the guest rooms. Since she had started working and making more money than before she had started a nasty habit of rubbing it in my face. Something I was sure Gary was the culprit in starting. Her latest rant made me want to throw the towel in on this marriage.

“She says she didn’t mean it the way it had come out,” Hope stated as the food was put out in front of us.

I shook my head as I looked at the spread in front of us. There was one thing about Hope that puzzled me. She liked to eat just as much as she liked to exercise, but she never gained a pound, either she had a pocket surgeon that took away all her weight or her metabolism was on constant overdrive.

“All of this?” I said.

“Well,” Sandy said as she eyed me through those blue eyes. “You can take some with you back to the house, I am sure you will be hungry again later.”

I nodded and started to pile some of the food onto my plate. “Well?” Hope asked as she looked at me.

I had my mouth filled with the most delicious Mexican food I had ever tasted, and that was saying something since I had traveled a lot. “The Enchiladas are amazing!”

“I knew you would like it,” Hope giggled as she leaned forward her boob pressed against the table. The top of them were mere inches from her chin. I knew they were fake or enhanced or bolt on’s whichever the new phrase was for implants, but sometimes they seemed real. I had seen her on the treadmill, and they seemed to bounce like real ones. Even now pressed against the table, they pushed naturally upward instead of outward or remaining the same. “I have a secret to tell you,” Hope said, staring at me.

“Okay,” I replied.

“I am glad that the two of you came,” Hope nodded. “Things between Gary and I are….” she paused for a moment. “Touchy.”

“Divorce touchy or separation touchy?” I asked.

“He cheated on me,” Hope let out in one quick sentence.

I sat back and looked at her. Hope nodded her head. “It was a year ago, he was out of town, and he said he made a mistake of drinking too much and one thing led to another, and he ended up sleeping with his assistant.”

“I am sorry,” I said, reaching out and touching her hand.

“What’s worse is that his assistant at the time was…” Hope shook her head and looked at me. She couldn’t finish the sentence.

I looked into her eyes and knew the answer right away. “Younger,” I stated.

“She could be his daughter, for Christ sake!” Hope shouted.

Gary was like me in his mid-forties. I could never think of being with someone in their twenties, even early thirties was pushing it.

“What made you stick around?” I asked.

“He admitted it, the day after, he told me in the early morning,” Hope said. “He transferred his assistant to another one of the accountants and vowed to make it right.”

“You believe him?” I asked.

Hope nodded. “He might be an asshole, but he is a man of his word. So far, he hasn’t done anything to prove that he would do it again.”

I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. I hadn’t liked Gary before now I couldn’t stand him. “Why tell me?” I asked. “You know…”

“I don’t want Desiree and you to fall apart because of simple disagreement,” Hope said.

I shrugged. “We always argue,” I smiled as I leaned forward. “It’s what we do best. You have nothing to worry about, nothing at all.”

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I hated that I had lied to Hope. I felt the grime and dirt wash off me as I took a shower. I loved the high pressure from the showerhead it hit my skin hard and felt like it was peeling layers of dirt and dead skin off of me.

The writing was on the wall for Desiree and I. Things had been falling for a while now, ever since I had lost the job and came home. We were two different people now, being apart had made us feel like we were together, especially when I came back for the few days, we would go out, make out and have sex like we were college kids, then I would be gone again. When I came home for the last time, it was different and stayed that way.

Desiree was making more money, and she now felt she didn’t need me. I felt her pulling away with every day.

“We need to talk,” Desiree said as she entered the bathroom.

I turned the shower off and stepped out. “In here?” I asked as I grabbed a towel.

“I don’t want the others to hear,” Desiree said as she leaned against the door.

“Okay,” I said, wrapping the towel around me.

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Evlendiğimde 23 yaşındaydım. Böyle başlamak yanlış oldu galiba ama hayatım o tarihten sonra çok değiştiğinden hep aklıma evlendiğim gün gelir. Muhafazakar bir ailenin küçük kızı olarak benzer ailelerin çocukları ile, yaşlı babamın sıkı kontrolü altında büyüdüğümden benim için en özel gündü gelin olduğum gün. İlkokulda bile erkek çocuklar ile oynamama izin vermeyen babam, benden 12 yaş büyük ablamın zorlamaları ile üniversitede de iken biraz daha az karışmaya başlamıştı. Çevremdekilerin aksine ailemin bulduğu biri ile değil üniversitede tanıştığım ve deliler gibi aşık olduğum sevgilim ile evlenmek bir rüyaydı sanki. Sevgilim babamın da tanıdığı muhafazakar bir aileden olmasa eminim izin vermezdi evlenmemize.

Çıktığımız üç sene boyunca öpüşmek ve birbirimize sarılmaktan öteye gitmeyen iki sevgili olduğumuzdan, gerdek gecemde yatağın kenarında bakire ve tüm cinsel bilgileri bekar kuzenler ile yalnız kaldığımızdaki fısıldaşmalarımızdan oluşan bir kız olarak oturuyordum. Kocam da benzer çevrede büyüdüğü ve üzerindeki muhafazakar baskı aynı olduğundan onun için de ilk olacaktı her şey. Ailemde cinselliğin iması bile en büyük tabulardan biriydi. TV’de öpüşme sahnelerinde bile kanal değiştirilirdi. Ablamla dahi konuşmaya çekinmiş onun konuyu açtığı gün ise sadece utançtan yere bakmıştım. En sonunda halimi anlayıp ’ siz şanslısınız aç interneti öğren, ben yattığımda kocamın altına vay anam demiştim’ diyerek lafı uzatmamıştı. Kocamın uzun boylu ve iri yarı olduğunu, bacaklarımı açıp kendimi kasmazsam canımın yanmayacağını anlattı. Ailemizle sadece ablamın zoruyla görüşen ve benim de pek sevmediğim 40’ına yaklaşan eniştemi düşününce ablamı da fazla üstelemedim. Son hafta gerdek gecesi ve kızlık zarı hakkında eğitici bir kaç yazı okumuş bunları ararken açılan porno resimleri bile telaş ile kapatmıştım.

Asıl önemli olan gerdek gecem değildi o yüzden fazla ayrıntıya girmeyeceğim. Kocam, 1.90 boyunda yakışıklı bir adam. Çok güzel olmasam da 1.72 boyum, beyaz tenim, hafif kilolu düzgün fiziğimle ben de dikkat çeken bir kadınım. Yani 90-60-90 değil ama 99-65-99 beni daha iyi açıklayacak ölçüler. Uzun kestane saçlarım, geniş kalçalarım ve ela gözlerimle ortalamanın üstünde bir kadınım demek yalan olmaz.

Gerdek gecemde hiçbirşey korktuğum gibi olmadı. Beni soyarken, kendi soyunurken hep çok nazik davrandı. Gelinlik altına giydiğim tek parça iç çamaşırı ve dolgun memelerimle ben bile kendimi çekici bulmuştum. İkimiz de yıllardır bu anı bekliyor olmamıza rağmen. ablamın sözleri aklımda bacaklarımı açmış kocamı beklemiş ve ikimizin de şaşkınlığı ve aceleciliği bir arada sevişmeye başlamıştık. Üç yıllık sevgililiğimizde birbirimizi ilk defa çıplak görüyorduk.

Daha soyunmadan bile sırılsıklam olduğum için içime rahatlıkla girmiş ve canımı çok az yakarak kızlığımı bozmuştu. Bir iki git gelden sonra içime boşalmasına karşın aramızdaki sevgi ve yılların özlemi kendimden geçmeme yetmişti. Evlendikten sonraki bir ay da hep böyle sürdü. Işıkları kapatıp yatağa giriyor bir kaç öpüşme ve ellerinin vücudumda biraz dolaşması sonrası üstüme çıkıyordu. Açtığım bacaklarımın arasına yavaşça giriyor ve yine yavaşça bir iki git gelden sonra tam içimde bir şeyler kıpırdanırken üzerime yığılarak kalıyordu. Benzer bir sevişmenin ardından, onun boşaldığı benim ise ıslanmış amım ile yatakta kalakalmışken, duştan çıkan kocamı ilk kez aydınlıkta çıplak gördüm. Biçimli yüzü ve vücuduna hayranlıkla bakarken yeni boşalmış yarı kalkık erkekliği vücuduna göre küçük göründü gözüme. Ama tüm cinsel hayatı bir ay önce başlamış biri olarak o zaman hiç aklıma takılmadı bu düşünce doğrusu.

Kısa süre içinde biz de klasik bir çift olmaya başlamıştık, aile ziyaretleri, haftada bir sinema veya arkadaşlar ile bir araya gelip kadınların dizi erkeklerin maç seyrettiği misafirlikler. Sevişmeler de haftada bir veya ikiye inmeye başlamış ama sadece ilk ayda yaşadığım mutluluklar da kaybolmuştu. Her sevişme aynı idi. Bir kaç öpüşme okşama sonrası kolaylıkla içime kayıyor daha kadınlığımdaki ısınmalar başlarken boşalıyordu. Arkadaşların yeni evlisiniz yatağı sana dar ediyordur gülüşmelerine evet ediyor diye cevap vermek geliyor içimden ama geceler hiç de öyle geçmiyordu. Bazen sevişirken sütyenimi bile çıkarmıyor dolgun memelerime bir öpücük bile kondurmuyordu. Kirli kalmak günah diyerek biraz bile olsa sarılmadan kalkıp yıkanıyor sen de yıkan diyerek beni de yataktan çıkarıyordu. Böyle bir sevişme sonrası duşun altında mutsuz mutsuz dikilirken gerdek gecemde kadınlığıma kolaylıkla girişi ve acı duymadan kızlığımı alışı aklıma geldi. Kocam içerde çoktan uykuya dalmışken ıslak kadınlığımı önce avuç içimle okşayarak sonra “Esma kızım artık kadın oldun” diyerek kızlığımı kaybettiğimi coşkuyla hatırlayıp parmaklamaya başladım, kısa sürede memelerimi sıkarak ve amımı parmaklayarak boşaldım. Yaşadığım haz kocam ile balayında yaşadıklarımdan bile daha yoğundu. Kadınlığımdan çıkan ıslaklığın şaşkınlığı ile bir süre birbirine yapışmış parmaklarıma baktım. Yılların birikimi ile mastürbasyon o günden sonra alışkanlığa dönüştü. Her sevişmemiz sonrası ki neredeyse haftada on günde bir ve hiçbiri beni orgazma götürmüyordu, kocam yıkanıp uyuyakalırken ben banyoda yarım kalmış işi devam ettiriyor ve parmaklarıma boşalıyordum. Artık sevişmelerimizden çok banyoda sıcak duşun altında parmaklarımla buluşmalarımızı bekliyordum. Bir parmakla başlayan kendimi tatmin oyunum iki parmağımı içime sokmak ile sürmüş ve üçüncü parmağımı bile içime sokmayı başardığımda ise en uzun süren orgazmımı yaşamıştım. Artık amımın en zevk aldığı noktaları tanıyor, parmaklarımı içeri sokarken bir yandan bızırımı eziyordum. Büyümüş göğüs uçlarımı kendi kendime eziyordum.

İyice uzmanlaşmış olduğum bir mastürbasyon sonrası yere oturmuş sırtımı banyo duvarına dayamış nefes alışlarımın normalleşmesini bekledim. Sonra şarkılar mırıldanip kurulanırken, az evvel yaşadığım orgazmdan büyümüş meme uçlarımı seyrettim. İşte o an kocamın erkekliğinin benim gibi genç irisi bir kadın için küçük olduğu kafama dank etti. Kadınlığımın içi tamamen dolmadan doruğa ulaşamıyordum. Yaşadığım en şiddetli tatmin üç parmağımı içime sokup dışarıda kalanı ve avucumu bızırıma bastırırken gelmişti. Gerdek gecemde niye her şeyin bu kadar kolay olduğu da soru işareti değildi artık benim için.

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Evliliğimin üzerinden neredeyse bir sene geçmişti. Artık kendimi tatmin etmek için yarım yamalak sevişmelerimizi beklemiyor. Gün içinde ev işlerini bitirdikten sonra dakikalarca göğüslerimi ve amımı okşayarak boşalıyordum. Ama gitgide kocamla uzaklaştığımızı hissediyor ve aramızdaki aşkın azalmasına üzülüyordum. Bayram tatili için tüm aile annemlerin yazlıkta biraraya geldik. Ben akşam yemeğini topladıktan, ablam da çocuğunu yatırdıktan sonra ‘oturup birer çay içelim’ dedi ablam. Babam ve annem erkenden yatmış, kocam salak bir diziye dalmış ve benle pek konuşmayan enişte de eline bir kitap alıp odalarına gitmişti. Bir kaç boş laftan sonra ‘annem soruyor çocuk düşünmüyorlar mı’ diye sordu ablam. Hiç konuşmamıştık kocamla bu konuyu ben de öyle söyledim ablama. ’ Ee tabii canım cicim ayları daha doyamamışsınızdır birbirinize” diye kıkırdadı. Ben gülmeyince ‘Hayırdır’ diye sordu. Ayrıntıya giremeden daha doğrusu hiç böyle şeyleri konuşamadığınızdan utana sıkıla pek iyi gitmediğini anlattım. ’ Nasıl desem abla varla yok arası karı koca hayatımız, olduğunda da şipşak’ dedim. “Ne yapıyorsun kız gençsiniz daha konuştun mu hiç kocanla” dedi. “Yok” dedim abla nasıl konuşurum işte banyoda filan hallediyorum kendi kendime” dedim yere bakarak. “ O zaman çocuk yapın” dedi annemle aynı kafa yapısındaki ablam ’ çocuk ile oyalanınca unutur insan, daha çok seversin kocanı’ ‘sen o yüzden mi yaptın’ dedim. Şaşırdı benden böyle bir soru beklemiyordu. Kulağıma eğilerek ‘Tam tersi kızım, bazen yanıma çocuğu alarak uyuyorum ki herif benden uzak dursun. Kırkına geliyor azalacağına arttı’

Gece yatağa girerken biraz kocama cilve yapmış olsam da çok erken kalktım bugün diyerek dönüp uyudu. Evde olsam bir bahane ile duşa girer kendimi okşardım ama yazlıkta hafif nemlenmiş amımın sıkıntısı ile amıma giren uzun siklerin hayali ile uyumak dışında bir çözüm yoktu.

Sabah kahvaltısından sonra da yine evin en küçüğü olarak kahveleri yapmak, ortalığı toparlamak bana bırakıldı. Babam gazetelerini alıp bütün gün uyuklayacağı üst kata, annem dahil diğer herkes de, bana istedikleri yemekleri ve evde yapılacak işleri söyleyip toparlanıp sahile indi. Kocama sen kal beraber gideriz sonra dememe rağmen sevişme isteğimi anlamayıp koca bir çocuk gibi o da plaja doğru koşturdu. Kötü bile olsa bir sevişme sonrası denize girmeyi hayal ediyordum oysa.

Bir onbeş dakika sonra yemekleri pişirirken eniştem elinde birkaç kitap geri döndü. “ Çok sıcak hava, sizinkiler de oturdular tavla oynamaya ben de babanın yanına çıkıp kitap okuyayım biraz’ dedi. Bu güzel havada ancak sizin gibi iki sıkıcı insan oturur evin içinde dedim içimden. Yukarı çıkan merdiven kapısını açtığında babamın horultusu da duyulmuştu. Ortalığı toparlayıp yemek bulaşığını yıkarken tekrar merdiven kapısı açıldı. ” Babanın horultusu dayanılacak gibi değil burda okuyayım ben en iyisi’ diyerek koltuğa yerleşti. Bir an önce işimi bitirip kendimi denize atmak istiyordum. Yemek, temizlik, can sıkıntısı ve sıcaktan terlemeye başlamıştım çünkü. Terim ve sikilememenin hayal kırıklığı ile külodumdaki nemden kurtulmak soğuk su içinde rahatlamak derdindeydim.

Babamın horlaması kapalı kapıya rağmen üst kattan aşağıya kadar duyuluyordu. “Nasıl dayanıyorsun?” diye sordu eniştem.

‘Alıştım artık çocukken çok korkardım horlamasından’ diye güldüm. ‘Onu demedim dün ablan konuştuklarınızı anlattı, onu soruyordum.’ Sırtımdan aşağı kaynar su döküldü sanki. Kıpırdayamadım cevap veremedim. Bulaşıkları bitirmeme rağmen elimdeki bardak ile oynamaya devam ediyor bir an önce koşarak odama saklanmak istiyordum. Yıl gibi geçen bir iki dakikalık bir sessizlik oldu. Kalbimin çarpıntısı babamın horlamasını bile bastıracaktı neredeyse. Her zamanki kendimi erkeklerden sakınma dürtüsüyle durumumu düşündüm. Üzerimde geniş kalmalarımı örtsün diye bol bir ev eşofmanı ve yine bol uzun bir penye vardı.

Sanki ayaklarım uyuşmuş gibi kıpırdamadan aynı noktada duruyor ve aynı bardağı suyun altında çeviriyordum. ‘Utandırmak istemedim. Alında çok doğal şeyler bunlar’ diyerek sessizliği bozdu. Ağzım dilim yapışmış cevap verecek bir kelime bulamıyordum. Seks ile ilgili konuları kimseyle konuşamayan bir kadın olarak, beni hep korkutan bir erkeğin sözleri ile yerin dibine geçiyordum. Yine kısa süreli bir sessizlik oldu. ‘Yazık bu yaşta bu durumlara düşmen, sahildeki erkekler dün içine düşecekti neredeyse senin’ diye konuşmaya devam etti ama bu sefer sesi koltuktan değil hemen bir adım arkamdan ve fısıldar halde geliyordu. Babamın ve eşimin itirazları ama ablamın desteği ile ancak tek parça bir mayo ile giyebiliyordum denize. Ama koca kalçalarımı kapatamadığının farkındaydım mayonun.“Öyle mi? ” demem tuzağa düşmekti aslında. “ Ben de alamadım gözlerimi olan ablana oldu akşam”

Diğer erkeklerin beni arzuluyor olması bacak aramdaki ısıyı arttırdı.

Yine sessizlik. Bu sefer sağ kulağıma eğilerek “ Ablan neler anlattı? Her gece çığlıkları duyulmasın diye yastığı ısırdığını anlatmadı mı ablan” Her gece mi, diye düşünürken kalçamın sağ tarafına şort mayosunun engelleyemediği sertliği değiyordu. Felç geçirmiş gibiydim. Kendimi tatmin ederken bile kocasını düşünen erkekler ile konuşmaktan çekinen ben, iyice sertleşmiş erkekliğini arkama dayayan otoriter enişteme ne diyeceğimi bu durumdan nasıl kurtulacağımı bilemiyordum. Sevişirken bile bir kere beni arzulayan cümleler kurmamıştı kocam. Arkamdaki adam açıkça çekinmeden vücuduma övgüler düzüyordu. “ Sahildeki erkekler zor koştu denize senin yüzünden” Şimdiye kadar ailemizdeki hiç bir erkeğin hiç bir sözüne karşı gelecek şekilde yetiştirilmemiştik. Erkekler söyler biz yapardık.

Benim hareketsizliğimden cesaret alarak biraz daha sokulunca erkekliği iyice kalçama yapıştı. Uzun saçlarımı yan tarafa çekip önce kulak mememi ordan boynumu öptü. Benden bir kaç santim uzun olduğu için erkekliğini tam da kalçalarımın arasına doğru bastırabiliyordu. Zorla ağzımdan “yapma babam duyacak” sözleri çıktı. “Sülalesini siksem uyanmaz” dedi her zamanki küstahlığı ile. Yine “Yapma” deyince boynumu öpmeyi bıraktı. “ Ablan ufak tefek çok zorlanıyor benimkini alırken hala, seni gelinlikle gördüğüm günden beri hayalimdin.” Arkama dönemiyordum, ilk defa bu kadar açıkça isteniyor olmak heyecanlandırıyordu. Alırken zorlanıyor dediği şey kalçama batıyordu. “Enişte git lütfen,” dedim. Ama birden sağ eli eşofmanımın belinden içime doğrudan bacak arama girdi. Sol eli de arkadan eşofmanımı aşağıya doğru çekerek sol kalçamı avuçladı. Eli kocamın sadece okşadığı kalçalarıma sertçe yapışmıştı. Erkekliği de çamaşırımın üzerinden bacak arama baskı yapıyor ve iyice öne bastırması ile mutfak tezgahına iyice sıkışmış halde duruyordum. Yine kulak mememi emerek “ Sırılsıklamsın ama” dedi. Gerçekten de sertçe çamaşırımın üstüne bastırdığı orta parmağı kadınlığımın yarığına baskı yapıyor ve ben de ıslaklığımın çamaşırıma kadar çıktığını hissediyordum. Yavaşça elini yandan külodumun içine sokup tüm parmakları ile kadınlığımı sardı ve sıkıca avuçladı. Kendimi hala koruma refleksi ile bacaklarımı iyice sıkınca kadınlığımı avuçlamış elinin orta parmağını istemeden bızırıma bastırmış oldum. Bu beni korumak yerine sadece ıslaklığımın artmasına neden olmuştu. Sol eli ile kalçamı yoğurmayı bırakmış o eliyle de artık deliklerimi örtmeyen çamaşırımın yanından arka deliğimi ve kadınlığımı okşamaya başlamıştı. Şimdi önden ve arkadan iki el tarafından ezilen ve hoyratça içime giren parmaklarla kendimden geçiyordum.

Tüm bunlar ise sadece bir dakika içinde olmuştu. Çıt çıkmıyor sadece nefes alış verişimizin hızlanması artıyordu. İçimdeki parmağı çıkarmadan sol eli ile çamaşırımı ve eşofmanımı sıyırdı ve yere kadar düşürdü. Şimdi koca ve sert kalçalarım tamamen ortadaydı. Bızırıma ve kadınlığımın girişine hızlıca bastırdığı eli kendimi geri atıyor o ise ensemi dişliyordu. Biraz geri çekilip tekrar sarıldığında bu sefer çıplak erkekliğini bacak aramda hissettim. O da şortunu indirmişti demek ki. Kadınlığımın dudakları arasına erkekliğini sürterken parmağını içimden çıkardı ve iki eli ile beni belimden biraz öne çekti. Erkekliği bacak arama kaymış ve kalçam önüne yapışmıştı eniştemin. Bacaklarımın arasından kadınlığıma sürten sıcak ve uzun bir şeydi.

Elleri ile alttan kavradığı kalçalarımı iki yana doğru açarak kadınlığımı girişe hazır hale getirdi. “Hayır” dedim ama sesimin inleme ile karışık çıktığını fark ettim. Biraz geri çekilip yerleşince erkekliğinin başını kadınlığımda hissettim. “Sessiz ol” diye uyarması ile inlemelerimin sürdüğünü fark edip alt dudağımı ısırdım. Sessizlikte duyulan sadece hızlı nefes alışlarım ve üst kattaki babamın horlaması idi. Hafif hafif erkekliğinin başını içime itekleyip çıkartıyor bir yandan da kalçalarımı acıtarak sıkıyordu. Bir erkeğin on parmağı ilk defa kalçalarımı eziyordu. “Hepsini alacaksın yarağımın rahat ol, suların damlıyor” Sıcaktan ve yaşadığım heyecandan ter içindeydim ve niye hala girmediğini merak ediyordum. Haklıydı da gerdek gecemdeki kadar ıslanmıştı kadınlığım. Yavaş yavaş yüklenmeye başladığında içimin dolduğunu fark ettim. Kocam gibi bir çırpıda içime girmemişti. Hala erkekliğini görememiştim ama kalınlığı farkedilmeyecek gibi değildi. Kadınlığımı yara yara girdiği her noktada kendini hissettirerek ilerliyordu ve sopa gibi sertti. Kocamın ulaştığı yerlerdeydi ama kadınlığımın duvarlarında hissediyordum sıcak erkekliğini. Biraz bekleyip kendini geri çekip tekrar yavaşça yükleniyordu. Bacakaramdan başlayan bir terleme tüm vücuduma yayılmıştı ve kadınlığıma giren erkeklik nedeniyle kendimi ikiye ayrılmış gibi hissediyordum. Kızlığımı kaybettiğime benzer bir sızı içimde gidip gelmesi ile azalmıştı. Tekrar sağ elini bızırımın üstüne bastırdı, diğer eli de ilk defa göğsümü avuçladı ve birbirimize tamamen yapışmış olarak ter içinde hareket etmeye başladık. Sularımın ayakta işermişçesine bacakarama doğru süzüldüğünü hissederken bacaklarım titremeye ve tezgaha tutanarak boşalmaya başladım. Ben dişlerimi alt dudağıma iyice geçirip inlememeye çalışırken o boşaldığımı fark edip hem hızını artırmış hem de bızırımı iki parmağı arasında sıkmıştı. Kendimi toparlayamadan arkadan kadınlığıma giren çıkan erkekliği daha derinlere ulaşıyor, ilk defa boşalmam kısa süreli değil sürdükçe sürüyordu. Ne kocamla sevişmelerimde ne de kendi kendime boşalmalarımda tüm vücudumu böyle bir ateş basmamıştı.

Kocamın boşalacağı süreyi çoktan geçmesine rağmen eniştem temposunu değiştirmeden devam ediyordu. İçimde duraksadığı bir an boşalacak diye korkarak “içime değil” dedim. Cevap bile vermeden sadece biraz daha vücudumu bastırdı. Şimdi tam olarak önünde domalmıştım. Yeniden hareketlenmeye başlayınca gözümde şimşekler çaktı ve alt dudağımı bu sefer kanatırcasına ısırdım. Az evvel erkekliğinin tamamını sokmadığı belli oluyor bu pozisyonda her girişinde daha derine gidiyor ve kadınlığımın diplerine kadar değiyordu. “ Sikilmemiş gibi bu amcık, hiç mi sikemiyor yoksa çok mu küçük” diye fısıldıyordu. Cevap veremiyordum. Çünkü haklı idi bekaretimi kaybederken bu kadar bir sızı duymamış, sikin içimde giden gelen başını her noktamda yaşamamıştım. Kalçalarım ilk defa mengene gibi parmakları ile sıkılıyor, göğüslerim ilk defa bu kadar sert eziliyordu. Ne kocamın aletinin ne parmaklarımın ulaşamadığı yerleri dolan kadınlığım ve ben tamamen kontrolden çıkmıştık. En önemlisi beni yaran erkeklik sert ve sıcacıktı. Belime iki eli ile sarılarak iyice hızlanmış ve nefes nefese kalmıştı. Sessiz olmaya çalışsak bile kalçalarıma çarptıkça ıslak amımdan ve kalçamdan çıkan sesler odayı kaplamıştı. Arada üzerime eğilip sırtımı ve boynumu dişliyor ama ikimiz de artık tek bir kelime etmiyorduk. Duyulan ses sırılsıklam olmuş kadınlığımdan ilk defa çıktığını duyduğum vıcık vıcık sesleri ve hızlanan nefeslerimizdi. Bacaklarını hafifçe öne getirip daha dik bir açı ile kadınlığıma girmeye başlayınca zaten sınırlarında gezindiğim ikinci boşalmam da başladı. Yine aldırış etmeden devam ettiğinden bayılacak noktaya geldim. Balayımda yaşadığımı zannettiğim tatminlerin çok üstünde tüm vücudumu saran bir ateş ile tezgahın üstüne yığıldım ve düşmemek için musluğa tutundum. Bu sırada mecburen içimden çıkan erkekliğini kalçalarıma sürtüyor ve elleri ile vahşice acıtarak sıkmaya devam ediyordu. Çıkardığı derin bir ohh sesinin ardından kalçalarımda ve sonra sırtımdan aşağıya doğru sıcak sıcak akan döllerini hissettim.

Kalçamın sağına bir öpücük kondurdu, sikinin ucunu kalçalarımda sildi ve üst kata doğru yürüdüğünü duydum. Zorla doğrularak bulduğum bir bez ile sırtımı ve kadınlığımı sildim yerdeki eşofmanımı çekip banyoya koştum. Yukarıdaki salonda babam koltukta horlamaya eniştem ise elinde kitap, sırıtarak oturmaya devam ediyordu. Kalçamdaki sızı ve kadınlığımdaki ateş hala sürmüyor olsa beni az evvel yapanın başkası olduğunu düşünürdüm. Banyoya girdiğimde saçım başım dağılmış ama en kötüsü kalçalarım kıpkırmızı ve beş parmak izi taşır haldeydi. Çarçabuk yıkandım ve kalçalarımı kremledim.

Hiç bir şey olmamış gibi tatil devam etti. Bikini giymeme izin vermedikleri için kalçalarımı örten mayom ile sahile iniyor, arada kalçalarıma bakan eniştem ile göz göze geliyordum. Geceleri ise gözüme uyku girmiyor kendimi tecavüze uğramış çaresiz hissediyordum. Bunu konuşacak kimse yoktu, duyulsa ne kocamın ailesi ne kendi ailem beni kabul etmez sokağa atarladır. Tatil dönüşü kocam ile yaptığımız ilk sevişme ise en kötüsü idi. Yine yalandan bir kaç öpüşme ve biraz göğüslerimi okşama sonrası içime girmiş ama ilk giriş anı dışında kadınlığım sulandıkça içimde var mı yok mu birşeyler hissetmemiştim. Zaten bir iki git gelden sonra da boşalıp iyice küçülerek çıkmıştı içimden.

İşini bitirip devrilmesine artık seviniyor bir an önce gerçek tatmin yerim olan duşun altına ulaşmak istiyordum. Ilık suyun altında kocamın sadece öpüp geçtiği iri kavun görünümündeki memelerimi okşarken sağ elimin iki sonra da üç parmağı ile kadınlığımı dolduruyordum. Şimdiye kadar yaptığım tüm mastürbasyonlarda olduğu gibi kocamın içime patladığı ve aynı anda boşaldığımızı hayal etmek için gözlerimi kapattığımda, gözlerimin önüne kalın bir erkeklik ve eniştemin yüzü geliverdi. Kadınlığım kasılıp zirveye ulaşırken gözümün önüne gelen erkeklikten de döller göbeğime akıyordu. Boşalmanın şiddetinden attığım çığlık banyoda çınlayınca, içerden gelen kocamın “iyi misin” sorusu ile irkildim. “Ayağım kaydı”diyerek geçiştirdim.

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Yine uykusuz geçen bir gece boyunca yaşadıklarım bir tecavüz müydü, olanları kime nasıl anlatsam, annemin hele babamın tepkisi ne olur düşünceleri ile boğuştum. Sabah kocamı hiç bir şey yapmadan akşama kadar oturduğu babasının beyaz eşya dükkanına uğurladım. Kira gelirleri olduğundan başka bir iş yapma ihtiyaçları da yoktu,zaten iki yıllık bir okuldan zorla mezun olduğundan iş de vermez kimse. Her zamanki gibi boş boş oturup tv seyrederken öğlene doğru kocam geldi. Hiç gelmez yemeklerini dükkanda babası ile yerdi. “Hayırdır” dedim. “Seninle önemli bir şey konuşmak istiyorum” dedi. “Bugün giderken işe ilginç bir şey oldu. Bunca zamandır ilk defa ablanın kocası aradı beni”. “Dur sana yemek koyayım diye fırladım birden.” Ama mutfağa kadar kalp krizi geçirmeden nasıl gittim bilemiyorum. Söyleceklerine bir cevap bulmaya çalışıyor ancak aklıma mantıklı hiç bir cevap gelmiyordu. Peşimden geldi. “Ben kararımı verdim aslında ama senin de fikrini almak istedim.” Çok heyecanlı ve mutlu görünüyordu. Yine de gözlerimi kaçırarak “neler konuştunuz ki, dedim. “Bizim bacanak dedi şirketinin Gebze deki depo müdürünü işten çıkaracakmış, yerine çalıp çırpmayacak güvenilir biri lazım olunca aklına ben gelmişim. Gitmek gelmek sorun olmasın diye araba da tahsis edecek, maaşı da babamın verdiği cep harçlığının iki katından fazla.” “Ee çok güzel”. “Tek sorun aşkım akşam yediyi sekiz bulacak eve gelmem bir de ayda bir iki kere yükleme olduğu geceler orada kalmam gerekecek.” “Sen istiyorsan canım ben de çok mutlu olurum,” dedim. Gerçekten de sevinmiştim. En azından babasının hala cep harçlığı vermesinden eve aldığımız her şeye karışmasından kurtulurduk. Paraya pek ihtiyacımız yoktu aslında. Babasının aldığı evde oturuyor, babamın aldığı arabaya biniyor, yıllar önce vefat eden annesinden kalan dükkandan kira alıyorduk. Bu iş için doğru adamın kocam olmadığını biliyordum ama eniştem benden böyle özür diliyor diyerek ilk defa o gece mutfakta yediğim kalın siki düşünmeden rahat bir uyku çektim.

Yine ıslanmakta bile zorlandığım bir mutluluk sevişmesi yaptık. O işe ben ise mastürbasyon için banyoya koştum. Zorla da olsa babasına da kabul ettirdi ve eniştemin yanında çalışmaya başladı. Sabah yedide evden çıkıyor eve gelmesi ise akşam sekizi buluyordu. Zaten haftada bire düşen o da yarım yamalak olan sevişmelerimiz gitgide on günde bire hatta benim adet dönemlerime de denk geldiğinde on beş günde bire düşmüştü. Ablamın sözünü aklıma getirip çocuk konusunu açtığımda ise biraz bu işe alışayım öyle yapalım diyerek kapattı konuyu. Olayın üzerinden geçen iki ayda enişteyi sık sık gittiğim ablamda iki kere görmüş her zamanki suratsızlığı ile bir merhaba dışında benimle hiç konuşmamıştı.

Adetimin yeni bitmesi nedeniyle neredeyse iki haftadan fazla sevişmediğimiz bir cumartesi sabahı uyanır uyanmaz yatağın içinde kocamla cilveleşmeye başladım. “Ben de seni özledim aşkım ama geç kalmayayım akşam erken gelirim güzel bir yemek yeriz sonra benimsin” dedi. Bir öpücük ile uğurladım kocamı. Sevişmelerimiz gibi evliliğimiz de vasat bir hal almıştı aslında. Belki bu yeni iş ile evliliğimiz de canlanır diyerek güzel yemekler hazırlayıp akşama doğru banyoya girdim tüm vücudumu temizledim, göğüslerimde biraz daha fazla zaman geçirsin diye kokulu kremler ile defalarca kremledim, aynaya dönerek kalçalarımı da kremle iyice ovdum. Elim kalçalarımda iken aklımdan çıkmaya başlayan eniştemin kalçalarımı kızarttığı gün aklıma geldi. Korkuyu tekrar göğsümde hissettim ama asıl kadınlığımda hissettiğim hafif bir ıslaklık beni ürpertti.

Çalan telefon ile apar topar banyodan çıktım. Arayan kocamdı. “Aşkım yükleme yapacağımız tırlar daha yola çıkmamış” dedi. “Bana niye anlatıyorsun” dedim. “Yani aşkım bu akşam yola çıksalar buraya gelmeleri onbir yükleyip göndermemiz gece üçü geçer”. “Anlayacağın” dedi. “Anlıyorum” dedim. “Bu gece gelmiyorsun”. Telefonu kapatıp bir yarım saat ağladım, sevgimin azaldığı ve gitgide uzaklaştığı bir erkek ile hapse benzer bir evliliğe dönüşmüştü hayat. Sonra kendime bir kahve yapıp tv seyrederken ablamı aradım “benimki de gelmeyecek tırlar ile ilgili bir sorun varmış bana gel istersen” dedi. “Yok dedim film seyredip yatacağım”. Şimdi hiç çekemezdim nasihatlarını ve çocuk gürültüsünü. Biraz film seyredip yemek yiyorken sıradan bir aşk filmindeki her öpüşme sahnesi bile içimi kıpır kıpır yapıyordu. Dayanamadım. Gidip banyo kuvetini hazırladım köpük ve sıcak su ile doldurup içine girdim. Kafam dışarda kalacak şekilde tüm vücudumun sıcak suyun içinde olması sakinleştirmişti.

Sağ elim sakin sakin tertemiz yaptığım kadınlığımın üzerinde geziyor kocamın çevresini öptüğü anlardaki heyecanı yakalamaya çalışıyordum. Haftalardır mastürbasyon bile yapmıyordum.Kapının zili ile irkildim. Bir daha çalınca çıktım acele ile kurulandım saçım ıslak olmadığından kirli sepetinden ev içinde giydiğim diz altı bol eteği ve kocamın bir penyesini üzerime geçirdim. Kapı yanındaki aynadan kendimi kontrol ettim gayet kapalı idim. Kapıcı idi gelen. Açtım. Saçma sapan bir apartman sorununu anlattı. Gider gitmez banyoya geri döndüm suyu biraz daha ısıtmak için ayarlarken tekrar kapı. Söylenerek aynı kıyafetlerle kapıyı açtım.

Karşımda her zamanki sert suratı ile eniştem… Yüreğim korkudan çarparak “niye burdasın” diyebildim. “İçerde konuşalım mı” dedi. Üst katta dolaşan kapıcının ayak seslerini işaret ederek. Girer girmez kapıyı kapadım ve onun sakin sakin ayakkabısını ve montunu çıkarmasına şaşarak “birazdan kocam gelecek git burdan” dedim. “Gelemeyeceğini ikimiz de biliyoruz” dedi. Banyodan gelen su sesine kulak kabartıp “kim var banyoda” dedi. Der demez pişman oldum ama “kimse yok ben girecektim” dedim. Hemen toparlandım bu sefer teslim olmak istemiyordum. “Git çabuk bana yaptıklarını hiç affetmeyeceğim.”

Uzanıp sertçe sol kolumu yakaladı. “Defalarca boşalırken pişman gözükmüyordun” diye bağırınca korkup sindim yine. “Sevişmeyi bile bilmeyen o küçük sikli kocan bir kere bile öyle boşaltabildi mi seni ha?” diye üzerime yürüyüp beni salonun kapısına dayadı. “Hem küçük hem de beş saniyede boşalan o herif mi dolduracak bu tombul amcığı” diyerek eteğimin üzerinden önümü avuçladı. Kapıyı açalı bir dakika olmamıştı ve beni içki kokan nefesi ile duvara sıkıştırmış ve kadınlığıma eline atmıştı. Çamaşırım olmadığından parmakları amımı bulmuş istem dışı kasılmama neden olmuştu. Penye altındaki çıplak göğüslerim vücuduna yapışmıştı. Yüzümü yüzüme değecek mesafeden bağırıyordu. Benim hiç kullanmayacağım kelimeler ile konuşması, her zamanki sert kararlı hali ve kocam için söylediklerini nereden öğrendiğini düşünmek allak bullak etmişti beni. Erkeklerden korkarak ve tam itaat ile yetiştirildiğimizden gıkımı bile çıkaramıyordum. Bu arada sağ eli kadınlığımı yoğurmayı bırakmış iki eli ile kalçalarımı sıkıyordu. Neredeyse dudaklarımız arasında iki üç santim kalmış nefesindeki alkol kokusunu alıyordum. Erkekliği önüme baskı yaparken kaçacak bir yerim var mı diye bakıyordum. Tıslayarak konuşmaya başladı. “ Geçen hafta depodaki çocuklara bir Rus orospu ayarlattım karı iki dakikada kafalamış senin salağı, çocuk pipisi gibiydi dedi orospu. Seninki öpüşmeyi bile beceremeden iki sokuşta boşalınca karı uğraşmış on dakika belki ikinciye sikebilir mi diye ama tık yokmuş seninkinden. Pek sevdiğin kocan altmış yaşında bir adamdan farksız yani” Iyice dağılmıştım yine. Isırırcasına dudaklarımı öptü ve sonra beni itekleyip “Ben elimi yüzümü yıkayacağım sonrasında git dersen giderim ama kal dersen sabaha kadar yarağa doyururum seni. Yoksa altı aya kalmaz sokaklarda kendini siktirecek adam ararsın”

Az evvel kendimi tatmin etmeye hazırlanırken, bir aydır bana dokunmayan kocamın bir orospu ile seviştiğini öğrenmek, erkekliğinin alay konusu olması ve eniştemin sert emreden amlı yaraklı konuşmaları tüm gücümü almıştı bacaklarımdan. Kocamla tatmin olamayacağım bir cinsel hayat sürdüreceğimizi de suratıma çarpmıştı. Sırtımı duvara dayanarak yere oturdum. Elinde bir havlu ile banyodan çıkan eniştem gelip baş ucumda durdu fermuarı açık pantolonun önünden erkekliğinin dikildiği ve büyüklüğü anlaşılıyordu.

Eğilip elimi tutup beni kaldırdı ve konuşmadan yatak odasına kadar el ele yürüdük. Beni şaşırtarak gözyaşlarımı havlu ile sildi. Kocam ile sevişeceğim ümidiyle hazırladığım saten çarşaflarımızla kaplı yatağın kenarına oturduk. Göz göze bakarken “Nasıl sikmemi istersin seni. Belli ki yanıyorsun yaraksızlıktan.” Beklediğim sözler bunlar değildi. Aşağılayıcı tavrı rahatsız edici ama büyüleyici idi. Hala kocam hakkında söyledikleri aklımda çınladığından cevap veremeyince bir eli eteğimi yukarı doğru çekerek yavaşça kadınlığıma doğru ilerledi. Bu sırada hala öne doğru bakan kafamı kendine doğru çekerek dudaklarıma ufak bir iki öpücük kondurdu. Üçüncüye ben de karşılık verince eli bacak arama doğru girdi ve çamaşırsız çıplak tenime değince durdu. “Banyoya hazırlanıyordum” dedim. Bu sefer yere önüme diz çöktü ve beni yatağa doğru itekledi. Bir çırpıda eteği çekti aldı.

Şimdi bacaklarım aşağıya sarkar halde belden aşağım çıplak önünde yatıyordum. Refleks olarak kadınlığımı örttüm ellerimle. Bacaklarımı hafif aralayıp gözlerime baktı” gerçek kadınlığı bugün öğreneceksin” dedi. Elleri ile bacaklarımı okşarken dizlerimden arasından kafasını bacak arama sokup önce kadınlığımı örten ellerimi sonra biraz üstünü sonra çevresini öptü sonra ellleri ile çevresini okşayarak bacaklarımı iyice araladı. Ellerimi yavaşça yana çekti ve bir anda beklemediğim bir şey yaparak kadınlığımı deliğinden bızırıma doğru yalamaya başladı. Şaşkınlık ve utançla kafasını iteklemeye çalışsam da ellerimi iki yana ayırarak bastırdı ve yaptığı işe devam etti. Kocam bazen sadece çevresine bir kaç öpücük kondurur sonrasında içime girerdi. Dili bızırımın üstüne baskı yapıyor bacaklarım istem dışı sağa sola savruluyor dilini içime soktuğu anlarda ise bacaklarımı daha fazla sıkıyordum. Bir parmağını ağzıma uzatıp emdirdikten sonra ıslanan parmağı içime sokup çengel gibi içimde döndürüyor dili ve dudakları ile ise bızırımla oynuyordu. Hepsini ilk defa yaşıyordum. Diğer eli kalçalarımı sıkıyor veya rahat dilleyebilsin diye kalçalarımı ayırıyordu. Bacak aralarımı yalıyor ısırıyordu. Ellerimle ona dokunmamak için çarşafları çekiştiriyordum. Neredeyse bir beş dakika sonra her boşalmamda olduğu gibi kesik kesik nefes alıp belimi yukarı kaldırarak boşalırken o aldırış etmeden sularımı emmeyi sürdürüyordu.

“Yeter artık” dedikten sonra bir kaç dil darbesi ile tüysüz kıç deliğime kadar yalayıp ayağa kalktı. İçime dahi girmeden hayatımın en iyi orgazmlarından birini yaşamıştım. Üzerimde hala kirliden aldığım kıyafetler yatakta bacaklarım açılmış halde iken biraz beni seyretti ve “gel buraya diye emreder konuştu yine. Am sularımla parlayan yüzüne baktım. Yine yatağın kenarına oturmuş haldeydim “çıkar şunu” dedi. Üstümü hızla çıkarınca büyük kavun memelerim ortaya döküldü. Karşısında çırılçıplaktım ama o hala eve geldiği gibiydi. Tek farkı kadınlığımın sularından parlayan dudakları idi. “Benim karım olsan sabah akşam sikirdim seni hayal ettiğimden daha güzel vücudun, Alman porno yıldızları gibisin” dedi. Benim aklım söylediklerinde değil gömleğini çıkardıktan sonra kemerini çözdüğü pantolonundaydı. Devamlı genç diri vücuduma, bozulmamış kadınlığıma övgüler yağdırıyor bir yandan soyunuyordu. Pantolon ve üstünü çıkarınca sadece çamaşırı ile bana doğru yaklaştı. “Kocandan başkasınınkini gördün mü?” “Hayır” dedim “Sen çıkarmak ister misin o zaman, bak bakalım gerçek bir yarak göreceksin” dedi. Yazlıkta beni siktiği gün ve bugün daha ben hiç kontrolü ele almamıştım. Titreyen ellerime merak galip geldi ve çamaşırını iki yandan tutup indirdim yarı kalkmış bir erkeklik suratıma çarptı. Bu hoşuna gitmiş olmalı ki kökünden tutup bir iki kere daha yanaklarıma vurdu. Sonra bir hareket olmayınca bende “hadi” dedi. Önce şaşkınlık ile siki seyrettim. Hayalimdekinden daha güzel ve uzundu. Çevresi kocamınki gibi tertemiz değil hafif kıllıydı. Tekrar sikini ağzıma yaklaştırınca ben de kocama yaptığım gibi önce yanlarına sonra başına bir iki öpücük kondurdum. Dilim ile biraz yaladım. Yarı kalkık hali bile kocamınkinden kalın olan erkekliği biraz daha dikilince hayranlık duyulacak dereceye gelmişti. “Anlaşıldı” dedi. “Sen ağzına yarak almamışsın bu dudakları sikelim o zaman önce.” Yanaklarımı sıkarak ağzımı açtı ve eliyle tuttuğu erkekliğini içeri doğru dayadı Biberon emer gibi biraz başını emdim. Talimatlar veriyordu bir yandan “dişlerini değdirmeden yavaşça em tamamını almayı da öğretecem sana acele etme. Evet dilini de kullan tükürükle biraz”. Önce başını aldığım siki bol bol tükürüklüyor köküne doğru yerleştirdiği sağ elim ile ileri geri sıvazlıyor

gitgide en sevdiğim dondurmayı yalar gibi tamamını yemek istiyordum. Kadınlığımı yalarken onun da aynı duyguları yaşadığını hissettim.

Tamamen dikilince erkekliği beni kendimi kaptırdığım yalama coşkusundan zorla ayırıp yatağa geçti. Sırtını yastıklara dayayıp oturdu “gel bakalım buraya” dedi. Ona doğru yürürken gözleri göğüslerime kilitlenmiş bense önünde dimdik duran hayallerimdekinden daha uzun ve kalın olan erkekliğine bakıyordum. Bu nasıl girmişti içime. Beni üzerine doğru çekti “hazır mısın hepsi girince biraz canın yanabilir” dedi. Üzerine yavaş yavaş çömelerek oturmaya başladım. Kocam ile bunu bir kere yapmış ama on saniyede boşalınca bir daha denememiştik.

Sadece başını içime almıştım araya ellerini koyarak bir anda üzerine oturmamı engelliyordu. Başı bile kadınlığımın dudaklarını germiş enişteme doyumsuz bir seyir sunuyordu. Bir iki hareketten sonra elini yavaş yavaş aşağıya indirdi ve milim milim yerleşmeye başladım. Iki eli ile kalçalarımı avuçlayıp beni kısa bir süre daha tuttu. Daha sonraları ilk kez beraber olduğu kadınları alıştırmak için buna dikkat ettiğini anlatmıştı. Erkekliğinin bir kaç santimi dışarda kalmıştı ama kadınlığımda boş yer kalmamıştı. Bel hareketleri ile içimde kıpırdarken orgazm kasılmaları gelmeye başlamıştı bile. Değil üç parmak elimi soksam bu zevki alamam diye düşünürken ellerini çekti ve tüm ağırlığımla erkekliğine yerleştim. Bu sefer çığlık atmam için bir engel yoktu ve bende rahatlıkla bağırdım. Kızlığımı kaybederken duyduğum sızıdan fazla acıya içime kazık gibi saplanmış erkeklik yüzünden kıpırdayamayarak dayanmak çok zordu. “Yavaş yavaş oturup kalk alışacaksın” diyerek kafasını doğrultu ve sol mememi emmeye yalamaya başladı. Onu dinleyip hafif hafif hareketlenince sızı azalmaya ve yerini büyük bir ıslaklık almaya başladı. Kavun memelerinin birini kavramak için iki elini birden kullanıyor uçlarını dudaklarının arasında eziyordu. Meme uçlarım dudakları arasında ıslanıyor sonra parmakları ile eziliyordu. Ben ise tempoyu kontrolum altına alarak ileri geri sağa sola kalçalarımı oynatıyor ve kadınlığımın her noktasına değen bu erkekliğin tadını çıkarıyordum. O da alttan hareketlenmeye başlayıp kendi kalçalarını ve sertçe avuçladığı kalçalarımı yukarı kaldırıyor ve köküne kadar içime girip çıktığını hissediyordum. Memelerimin ilk defa böyle hoyratça öpülmesi aldığım zevki artırıyordu.

Kendini geri atıp sol eliyle bir mememin ucunu sıkmaya diğer eliyle de önden bızırıma baskı yapmaya başlayınca kadınlığımın içimdeki erkekliği ezecek kadar daraldığını ve sonra tekrar bollaştığını hissettim. Kendimi ona doğru atarak hıçkırıklar içinde boşalmaya başladım. Kadınlığımın kasılmalardan o da hareket edemiyor benim normale dönmemi bekliyordu. Beni yavaşça misyoner pozisyonuna çevirdi bu pozisyonda ben yarı baygın gibi iki kolum iki yana açılmış yatarken bir makina hızında içime girip çıkmaya başladı. Kocam gibi yavaş yavaş değil, çılgınca bir hızda ve sert. Biryandan memelerine saldırıyor bir yandan alt dudağımı emiyor arada “mutlu oldun mu yarak nedir öğrenmekten” gibi laflar söylüyordu. Az önceki boşalmanın etkisi daha bitmeden kadınlığımda aynı kasılma dalgaları yeniden başlamış eniştemin de nefesi hırlamaya dönüşmüştü. Aklımı kaçıracağım bir zevk dalgası ile çığlık çığlığa komşuları uyandırmamak için bulduğum bir yastığı ısırarak sakinleşmeye çalışıyor kalçalarım yay gibi yukarı doğru geriliyordu. O da erkekliğini kadınlığımdan çıkarmış göbeğime sürtüyordu. Elimi erkekliğine değdirmemle sıcak dölleri göğüslerime kadar fışkırdı. Hayatımda ilk defa uçlarına değen sıcak döller hassaslaşmış göğüslerimi sanki yakıyordu. Son bir iki damla göbeğime damlarken eğilip dudaklarımdan öpüp teşekkür etti. Aslında benim ona teşekkür etmem gerekirken şaşkınlıkla gülümsedim.

Ellerimle göbeğim ve göğüslerimdeki dölleri yere damlamasın diye tutarak banyoya doğru yürüdüm. “Nereye” diye sordu “Duş alacağım sen almayacak mısın.” “Sabaha kadar buradayım daha yapacak çok işimiz var”.

En son balayında üst üste iki kere sevişmiştik kocamla. Banyoya gidip sadece vücüduma yapışan dölleri temizledim saçımı başımı biraz düzelttim. Aynada kendime çeki düzen verirken meme uçlarımın iri bir dut kadar büyümüş olduğunu ve yanlarının emilmekten kızarmış olduğunu fark ettim. Üzerime bir bornoz alıp odaya döndüm. Odada değildi. İçeriye doğru yürürken odanın kapısında belirdi. “Sizin evde alkol aramak saflıkmış,” diyerek elindeki iki meyve suyundan birini bana uzattı. Evin içinde çırılçıplak önünde yeni boşalmış yarı inik erkekliği ile dolaşması garibime gitmişti. O da banyoya gitti ben de beklerken yatağa uzanıp yaşadıklarımın şaşkınlığını üzerimden atmaya çalışıyordum. Kısa sürede sadece erkekliğini yıkamış halde geri geldi.

Çırılçıplak yatağa uzanıp bornozumun önünü açtı parmağı ile göğüs uçlarımla oynuyor erkekliği bacaklarıma sürtüyordu. Bu tür aşk oyunlarına alışkın değildim, elimi tutarak erkekliğine götürdü. “Ne kadardır bu durumda öküz herif.“ Kocamdan böyle bahsetmesi hoşuma gitmiyordu ama hayatımın en iyi sevişmelerini bana yaşattığından emin olduğundan her zamanki küstahlığını sürdürüyordu. Çekinerek “hiç farklı olmadı ki” dedim “Ulan ben de boyuna posuna bakıp adam zannetmiştim. Sana yazık. Benim gibi büyük kalça ve büyük meme hastası bir adama denk gelecektin ki sikilmekten adım atamazdın” diyerek kahkaha attı. “Güzel miyim sence” dedim. “Alınma am ablan daha güzel” bunda haklı idi hala bebek gibi bir yüzü ve ipincecik bir fiziği vardı. “Ama sen de güzel ve daha önemlisi tam sikilecek karısın bu göğüsler bu göt bu şiddetli orgazmlar ablanda olsa dünyanın en mutlu adamı olurdum.” Bir yandan da göğüs uçlarımı hafif hafif öpüyor boştaki eli kalçalarımı okşuyordu. ” Gençken sana denk gelsem, sabah akşam sikerdim”

“Benim yarağı ilkinde tamamına kadar almana şaştım, yoksa başkası da mı var kız?” “Yok” dedim panikle. “O zaman gerçekten şansızsın böyle geniş ve sırılsıklam bir amın varsa her yarak doyuramaz seni. Hissetmiyorsundur bile içine giren çükü.” “Asıl sorun içime girdiğinde erkekliğinin fazla kalamaması” dedim. Yine güldü “erkeklik ne be kızım amma nazik yetiştirmişler sizi senin herifinkine çük denir. Buna da yarak. Ama adam boşalmakta haklı benimkini kıracaksın diye korktum neydi o kasılmalar devam edemedim ben de.” Devam edemedim dediği buysa diye düşündüm en az iki kere boşaltmış ve içimi dışıma çıkarmıştı. “Ama sendeki de iyi ammış. Ablan bile bunca yıldır tamamını alırken ağlıyor sen ilkinde dibine kadar yerleştin.” Sonra telefonunu alıp bir yerleri aradı “tamam yola çıksın tırlar” kapattı bana sus işareti yaparak bir telefon daha etti. “bacanak hallettim tırları yarım saate ordalar” dedi.

Sabaha kadar benimsin diyerek dudaklarıma yapışıp öpmeye dişlerinin arasına aldığı alt dudağımı emmeye başladı. “Bana da senin gibisi lazım zaten kütür kütür sikilecek bana mısın demeyecek.” Böyle derken acıtarak kalçalarımı sıkıyor ve dili ağzımın içinde geziyordu. Bu kadar tutkulu olması beni de etkilemiş ben de ona cevap vermeye başlamıştım. Ellerimi boynuna dolamış beni daha sert öpmesi için kendime doğru çekiyordum. Iyice kalkan yarağı bacak arama baskı yapıyor bir dudaklarıma bir göğüslerime saldırarak çılgın gibi yatağın içinde beni savuruyordu. Başını iki dolgun memem arasına sokmuş her ikisine birden saldırırken bir eli ile amımı avuçluyor, ben de hayatımda ilk defa sevişirken erkeğime yol gösteriyordum. Başını memelerime daha çok bastırıyor, memelerimden göbeğime oradan amıma doğru inerken belimi yukarı kaldırarak ona yardımcı oluyordum. Benim de verdiğim tepkiler hoşuna gitmiş olacak ki amıma aç kalmışçasına saldırdı. Dilini içine sokuyor sonra koca dili tamamını yalıyor bir parmağını içimde gezdirirken göt deliğimin üzerinde dilini dolaştırıyordu. Sonra dili ile tüm amımı kaplamışken beni şaşırtan bir şey yapıp parmağını dokunulmamış göt deliğime bastırıyordu. Ön sevişme nedir öğrenmiş oluyordum.

Uzanıp bir yastığı belimin altına koyduğunda eli ile sikini kökünden kavrayarak amımın üzerine sikiyle vurmaya başladı.

Sonra gözlerimin içine bakıp “sikilmek istiyor musun” dedi “ evet” dedim. “Seyret o zaman” diyerek sadece başını batırdı. Bacak aram am sularım ve tükürükleri ile bir göle dönmüştü. “ Benim karımsın artık o pezevenge haftada birden fazla vermek yok tamam mı” dedi. “Sok artık” dedim kendime şaşırarak. Birden kökledi ve taşaklarının alttan çarptığını hissettiğimde acı ile bağırdım. Tek yaptığı üzerime daha fazla abanmak ve dudaklarıma yapışmak oldu. Tombul bacaklarımı beline doğru sardırdı ve girişi iyice rahatlayan amımı sabit bir tempoda sikmeye başladı. Temposunu bazen yavaşlatıyor bazen hızlanıyor, giriş açısını değiştirdikçe benim de inlemelerim istem dışı artıyor veya azalıyordu. Sikini sonuna kadar sokup çıkararak sikmeye başladığında kalçalarımı sıkarak belim yukarı kalkmaya başladı ve bundan hoşlandığımı anlayınca ara vermeden aynı şekilde devam etti. Aynı gece içindeki üçüncü veya dördüncü orgazmı yaşarken 40 yaşındaki adam ne istese düşünmeden yapacak duruma gelmiştim.

İçimden çıkarak “domal” dedi. “O koca götü görerek boşalmak istiyorum” dedi. “İçime boşalabilirsin yeni bitti adedim bir şey olmaz” Beni yatağın kenarına doğru domaltarak kendisi ayağa kalktı. Kalçalarımı biraz tokatlayıp kıçımı ikiye ayırarak sikini amıma batırdı. Kocamın küçük siki yüzünden bu pozisyonda sevişmek mümkün olamazdı. Önüme attığı bir eli amımı okşuyor diğer eli ile bacaklarımın hafif aralık kalmasını sağlayıp daha derinlere girmeyi çalışıyordu. Hızlandıkça alttan taşaklarının da çarpmasını hissediyordum. Bitirdin beni diyerek hırıldadı ve beni yatağın üzerine itekleyerek arkadan amıma girmeye devam etti. Bu pozisyonda üzerimdeki ağırlıktan nefes almakta zorlanıyor ve amımın girişi iyice daraldığından kalın sikini daha iyi hissediyordum. İçimde her kıpırtısını farkettiğim sikini sert bir darbe ile sonuna kadar soktu ve üzerime tamamen yığılarak ensemi ısırmaya başladı. Akan döllerin sıcaklığı ile öncekiler kadar şiddetli olmasa da son orgazmımı yaşamaya başladım. üzerimdeki erkeğin ağırlığı altında ezilen vücüdum ve göğüslerime uyguladığı baskıya içimden çıkarmadığı sikin hareketleri de eklenince nefessizlikten ölecek gibi oldum. Zorla altından kayıp nefes nefese yana kıvrıldım. İçimden döllerin am sularım ile yatağa doğru aktığını hissediyordum. O da yanımda aynı şekilde kendine gelmeye çalışıyordu.

Yarım saate yakın öylece kaldık. Sonra sol mememe bir öpücük kondurup kalktı banyoya girip çıktığında o giyinmiş haldeydi ama ben yarı uyku durumuna geçmiştim. “ saat 04:00 oldu seninki daha depoda bence etrafı temizle sonra o gelene kadar uyu” “ nereden biliyorsun depoda olduğunu” “ Araç izleme sistemi dedi elindeki tableti göstererek arabası hala Gebze’de” sonra dudağıma bir öpücük kondurup çıktı. Zeki herifin beni yazlıkta siktiği ilk günden beri planını yaptığını anlamıştım. Kocamı evden 70 km uzaklıkta bir işe gönderip atacağı her adımı da izleyebileceği bir sistemin içine sokmuştu.

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Fıratla dışırdayız bu gece.Beyoğlunda bir bardayız.Sık olmasada zamana zaman geldiğimiz bir bar burası.Ünlü bir gey bar.Gey barları seviyorum , burda çok rahat hissediyorum kendimi.Aslında geylerden hoşlanmıyorum ama eğlenmesini biliyorlar ve kadınlardan hoşlanmıyorlar.Fırat ise ifrit oluyor oluyor gey barlara.Ama beni kırmaz.Abim ve sılayı düşünüyorum.Bu gece uzun saatler evde yalnız olacaklar.Yatak odalarının dışında olacaklarına eminim.Salonda sevişeceklerine eminim.Acaba abim nasıl sevişiyor diye merak etmiyor değilim ama bunu sılaya sormam imkansız.Abimi çek seviyorum.Birinci hikayemi okuyanlar dönüm noktamızı biliyor olmalılar.Müzik okadar yüksekki fıratla ancak bağırarak konuşabiliyoruz.Kafam şişti.Boğazım acımaya başladı.İçkimi tazelemek istiyorum.Votka ve elmasuyu.Ben buna bayılıyorum.Fırata dönüp dudaklarına yapıştım.Dilimi içine sokup koparırcasına emdirdim.Elimi bacak arasına götürüp pantolonundan sikini kavradım.Parmaklarımın arasında büyüyordu.Onun organına bayılıyorum.Bunu daha öncede söylemiştim dimi.Boş bardağımı gösterek bara doğru yürüdüm.Dilim acıyor.Barda kırıtak bir oğlan ile çok erkeksi bir kız var.Bangır bangır bağırıyor lezbiyen olduğunu.Çok boktan görünüyor açıkcası.Abim bana benzemez.İri yarıdır.Güçlü ve atletik.Kameraman kerata.Onun sılayı salonda inlettiğinede eminim şimdi.Bunları düşünmem çok ayıp.Fıratın yanına döndüğümde votkamdan küçük bir yudum alıp onu öptüm.Dilimle votkayı azımdan itip fıratın azına akıttım.Fıratın siki okadar hızlı büyüdüki şaşirdim.Kaısklarıma yaslanmış ve bir nabız gibi atıyordu.Arkamı dönüp ona yaslandım.Birlikte kıvranıyorduk.Dans gibi görünsede beynimizi siken tekno ile alakası yoktu hareketlerimizin.O kadar ıslandımki kilodum kalçalarıma yapışmaya başladı.Bacak aramın leş gibi olduğunu biliyorum.Kirleniyordum ama kıvranıyordumda.Fırat bana yaslandıkca sert siki dahad hıissedip geberecek hqale gelmiştim.Canım benim , hep susar , hep ben bişeyler söylemek zorunda kalırım.Onu seviyorum.Omuzumdaki başına dönüp kulağına ” boynumu yala” dedim.Votkamı yudumlayıp bir kısmnı bilerek dudaklarımın arasından taşırıyordum.Çenemden süzülüp çıplak teniime damlıyor memelerimin arasında karnıma doğru akıyordu.Tek kelime ile rezil bir haldeydim.Bardan nasıl çıkabileceğimizi düşünüyordum o an.O an orda fıratın beni sikmesini istiyordum.İmkansızı istemek çok güzel.Başını tekrar dudaklarımın yanına alıp ” sikini dışarı çıkar neolur” dedim.Kuytu bir yer değildi dikildiğimiz masa ama arkamızda sadece duvar sahnede dans eden ibneler için kızrmış ışıklar vardı.Fırat saçmalama derken biryandanda fermuarını açıyordu.:)Elimi arkaya götürüp sikini kavradım.Sıcak ve çok sertti.Votkamdan yudumlayıpdiz çöktüm.Fırat panik haldeydi ama azımdaydı artık.aAma ben içimde istiyordum.Yalamaya ve emmeye başladımki fırat akmaya başladı.Gırtlağımın duvarlarına çarpıordu.Fışkırmaya başladı.Asla erken olmazdı ama bu kez erken bile denemezdi.Kızgındım aslında.Uzun uzun emmek istiyordum çünkü.Azımın sikilmesi dindirir diye düşünüyordum düşüncelerimi.Dilimin üzerinde birkin fırat ile ayağa kalktım.Biraz önümüzde dans eden lezbiyen bir çift vardı ki pis pis bana bakıyorlardı.Gördüklerini hatta göreceklerini bliyordum zaten.Fıratın sıvısını dudaklarımın kenearında hafifce sızdırarak yutkundum.boğazımdan aşağı kaydılar ama hepsi değil.Yapış yapıştı azımın içi.Dudak haraketlerinde bana küfür ettiklerini anlıyabiliyordum lezbiyenlerin.Küstahca sırıttım onlara.:) fırat kulağımın dibine eğildi ve ” sen çok fena oldun hülya napıyorsun ya,çıkalım istersen artık” dedi.Ona döndüm, hala bağırmak zorundaydık.Hoşuna gitmedimi dedim.Gülümsedi ama bakışlarında panik ve utanmışlık vardı.Onu kızdıran şeyde bu utançtı.Votkamın kalanını devirip gırtlağımı temizledim.Hemen ardından fıratı bar’a votka alması için gönderdim.Beklerken yanıma bir ibne yaklaştı.aptal şey , o kadar feci kırıtıyordiki yürürken böğğğ.Kızım sen manyaksın biliyormusun dedi.Hem feci feminen hemde çok yavşak bir konuşması vardı.Ama sevimli bir halide olduğunu söylemeliyim.Elimle uzaklaşmasını istediğimi anlatır bir işaret yaptım.Diretmedi ve gitti.Manyak filan değilim.Sadece beni yargılayan bağlarım gevşedi biraz.Bana ait arzular için geçirdiğim birkaç saat , hepsi bu.Bu rezil yerde ibneler ve lezbiyenler tarafından yargılanamak ise daha feci.Neden burdasınızki.Sırtınızdaki yükten kurtulup olduğunuz gibi olabilmek için değilmi.Kendinizi gerçekleştirebilmek değilmi istediğiniz.Benimde öyle ,daha başka birşey değil.Ve yanımda sevgilim var.Canım fıratım,utangaç erkeğim,körkütük aşığım var.Sizene lan.Ben dürüsttüm,ya siz.Ben kadınım ve siz erkekler için değil kendim içinim.Yargılamalarınıza dayanamıyorum.Fıratım geldi işte.Dahada içeçeğim bu gece.Fıratıda serhoş edeceğim.Bu pis ama özgür barda fıratı içimede alacağım bu gece.Kararlıyım.Planımıda yaptım.Nasıl olacağını ve nerde olacağınıda biliyorum.Ama fırat bunu henüz bilmiyor ama çok sevecek.Beni yine çok güzel sikecek.Siz ouyanlar dikkat edin yazdıklarıma.Mesajlarınız geliyor bana.Büyük çoğunluğunuz acınacak haldesiniz.Kadınları anlamıyor ve hoşgörmüyorsunuz.Haliniz harap.Değişin.Şimdi fırata sarılma zamanı.Bir duş alabilmeyi çok istiyorum şu an.Feci pisim feci.Ama olsun.Şimdi Fıratla öpüşme zamanı.

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