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Carol’s Fateful Decision Ch. 05

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As you remember:

Carol sat on the bar stool. She didn’t give a thought to her nudity, even though she had to spread her legs for balance, this gave all the men a view of her box. She conversed happily with her offspring. Carol has become oblivious to her nudity. To the amazement of her husband and the boys Carol has become comfortable with her exposure in front of people in the last few weeks. She likes the high she receives when she spreads her legs to show her pussy.

Her male offspring were amazed by their mother’s sudden change in attitude toward nudity. They took full advantage of their mother’s exposure to memorize; her body shape, every hair on her mound, and the color of her moist slit. The shape and size of her breast, areola, and nipples were also memorized. This was done in case their mother decided to revert back to her conservative self, which meant they will only see her when she was fully clothed as they did when they were young.

Carol’s internal monologue as she sat totally exposed for her son’s inspection went something like this. “I notice my boys now look at me differently. I think they see that I am just not their mom, but a sexual being who happens to be their mother. I wonder if that is a good thing? Does it erode my parental authority in their eyes? I know they are sexually active with their girlfriends and now they realize my body parts are the same as their ladies. I am not a mystery to them anymore. They know what I look like nude. Do they approve?”

Billy watched his mother as he put away the dishes. She turned when she became aware of his intense gaze. Carol was completely nude in front of her sons, but it didn’t faze her, and this felt foreign to her. It amazed Carol when she decided to give Billy a better view of her intimate being so in her excitement, she turned to give her son a full frontal, her pussy included, as she smiled at him innocently. When Billy tore his eyes away from his mother’s box. He looked into her eyes, with the smile on her face that ensued, he realized that his mother had caught him. Billy immediately turned away with an embarrassed look on his face. “Billy, am I embarrassing you sitting here nude? I can go and put on something if you like.”

The other boys stopped what they were doing and looked at their mother also.

“No mom we like you the way you are.” The other three stated without a thought, before Billy could formulate his answer.

“Well Mom it isn’t every day you see your mother completely nude, while she sits comfortably with her legs spread for balance on a bar stool.” Billy answered with an embarrassed smile on his face as he talked to her honey pot. “It’s your house so your rules, if you are comfortable nude in front of us, we will accept your newfound freedom with enthusiasm. And I might add you are more beautiful than I envisioned.”

“You mean to tell me you fantasized about your mommy nude?” Carol asked in mock ire.

“Mom, as you remember all our friends came over our house, most of the times. You were grateful because you knew what we were doing, but the real reason the guys came over is to ogle you. They were infatuated with you.” Tommy the bold one explained.

“Boy if our friends could see you now Mom!” JJ said.

“Wow I’m glad I didn’t know how much your friends liked me.”

Although her sons continued their task to clean up the kitchen, they all covertly glanced at the mature nude woman who totally exposed her naked form to her four sons. This was done in an innocent manner, but her intent was to show her sons all of her intimate being. “This exposure excites me enormously.” Carol thought with shame. She was not truly over her puritan values.

Carol’s soliloquy continued. “My boys stole glances of me, and they think I haven’t noticed.” She smiles. “I can see Eric my youngest run his eyes up and down my body, he paused at my breasts and pussy as he cleaned the counter.” She looked Eric in the eye, and he turned away. Carol shivered when she saw the bulge in his pants. “Tommy the bold one was not fazed when I looked his way as he checked out my box. I can see he’s transfixed by my exposed lady lips and didn’t turn away, even though I caught him staring.” Carol watched JJ with delight. She felt a shot of moisture proceed to her pussy lips. “JJ is my protector I remember when he was in grade school. One of the boys voiced a derogatory remark about me and he beat him up. I had to go to school to defend my little tiger. Present day he looks at me and smiles as I sit here exposed. I can feel my excitement as it threatens to drip from my pussy, onto the floor. I am so excited to be here naked in front of my offspring. I think they finally have seen the real me! Is that a good thing? Time will tell.”

“Mom-Mom what do you think.” JJ asked.

“What- What do I think about what!” istanbul travesti Their nude mother asked in confusion, as JJ’s comment broke her out of her reverie.

“Did we do a good job cleaning up?” Eric asked as he fished for a compliment.

“Oh my yes! All of you did an amazing job.” Carol stated in a sort of a confused manner.

“It’s getting late we have to go. We have to work in the morning.” Tommy the driver of the car said, as all four came in one car.

Eric helped his mother off the stool. The air around her was heavy with her delightful pheromones. It hit Eric like a ton of bricks. “I remember that scent when I was near mom. She was excited!” Carol gave Eric a full body hug and he didn’t know what to do with his hands.

“Give mommy a proper hug Eric.” She took his hands and wrapped them around her naked body, pressed her naked breasts into his chest. She didn’t flinch when she felt his erect pecker. He held her lower, rested his hands on her butt and pulled her to him. She felt his pecker at her midsection to her delight.

The other brothers saw this and they hugged their mom the same way. Tommy being the bold one squeezed her butt cheeks in his hands as he hugged her. Carol was delighted her boys thought she was a sexual being. They all had erections due to her nudity and her naughty actions on the bar stool.

The boys bid good-bye to their dad and Walter. Everyone went to the door to see them off. The trio remained in the doorway until the boys car was out of sight, even Carol who was in front of the men and completely nude. Each man had an arm draped over her shoulder with a hand on her breast. The trio didn’t think it was odd to hold Carol in such an intimate way in public.

“That went well Carol.” Jon expressed with pleasure.

Carol in her own little world thought. “My boys will please some lucky woman with the bats they have in their pants.” And then. “I wish I could check out their weapons of mass pleasure.” Carol though with shame and embarrassment. “She wanted her sons!”

“Yes, Carol you are a trooper to let your sons see you completely nude. I can see they have more respect for you as a woman presently and they see you as a very beautiful being, before they just thought of you as Mom.” Walter contributed his observations to the conversation.

“Well, I can say with certainty that in the end it was touch and go. Each of my sons touched me and they left. I am so horny that I will ignite if my hot box doesn’t get hosed down. Are there any volunteers?”

The two men took Carol’s hand and lead her to the master suite, placed her carefully on the bed after they ripped off the covers and proceeded to strip without Carol’s order for them to disrobe.

Walter laid on his back on the bed, Carol on her knees took his tool in her mouth, while Jon fucked her from behind. The moans, sounds of pecker as it met pussy, and the scent of sex in the room made a sensual concoction of the most erotic type. They came with a rippled response: Walt first with a loud grunt as he held on to Carol’s head lovingly. Carol next with a muffled scream it felt so good to have a cock in her mouth and one in her box. Jon’s orgasm was last as he concentrated on the view of his wife as she blew his friend and to see his pecker as it disappeared and reappeared from her box coated with her excitement. The erotic elixir of the sex act that permeated the room amazed Jon. This is a dream come true for him.

Carol collapsed on Walter after her orgasm with his pecker still in her mouth as it deflated. Jon rolled to the side. His peck came out of Carol’s box with a pop, and Carol joined him after-a-while. Both men turned toward Carol and held her. They all had satiated smiles on their faces.

Carol started the critique: “Why is it so important to Dr. Benson that my son’s see me naked?”

“Maybe it could be something that he thinks is missing in our society and he wants to test his hypothesis?” Jon theorized.

“Have you ever been to a nudist camp?” Walter asked.

“No we never have, what does that have to do with Carol required to be naked in front of our sons?” Jon asked intrigued.

“Well I have been to nude beaches and camps many times with the women I have been with. The children at the family camps have a great time. To go into the pool, you have to be naked, and they play games with the other kids. There isn’t a sexual overtone to the play, they just have a good time. Women with babies breast-feed them in public. It is very natural and a fun place. Some places have outside showers, you see women and men wash their bodies in public. It is not sexual but it is sensual. Maybe the Doctor wants to achieve a more normal approach to nudity instead of a perverted approach?” Walter explained.

While in discussion Carol rubbed both men’s cocks and they double teamed her pussy. “I love the feel of two men as their fingers roam over my body.” She thought with delight, as she moved her hips to have more of her travesti istanbul men’s hands in her box.

The activity signaled the start of round two. Carol put a lip lock on Jon’s cock and turned so Walter could get to her box. He dove in face first without any thought that he will give Jon a blowjob by proxy as her husband came in her box a while ago. Walter lapped up their combined secretions with gusto. “Not bad.” He thought.

Carol could taste her box on her husband’s pecker as she polished his nob. “I enjoy the taste of our combined fluids on my husband’s pecker.” She thought as she deep-throated him.

“I love to watch my wife while she is serviced by Walter.” Jon though with an audible moan as he craned his neck to get into a position so he could see Walter lick her slit.

Although Walter likes to ‘Licky-dee-slit’ Carol said in a erotic whisper. “I want you to cum in my box Walter. I need to be hosed down.” It was said with urgency and Walter happily complied with her request.

He kneeled up and held onto Carol’s waist, Walter lined up his pecker and buried it balls deep into her box with one stroke.

“OooHHH that feels soooooooo good Walt.”

Jon loves to see Walter’s pecker slide in and out of his wife’s box.

Walt went into overdrive and within a few minutes the trio had orgasms in unison this time. They laid in pleasurable bliss as their orgasms overtook them.

The trio laid in an entanglement of arms and legs, Carol still connected intimately with both men pecker in pussy and cock in mouth. “I took the starch out of my two peckers.” She thought with a laugh.

“I guess I’m staying over again.” Walter stated and all agreed as Jon shut the light and the trio went into a peaceful slumber, arms and legs intertwined. They happily enjoyed the scent of sex in the air as they nodded off the sleep.

While the shenanigans were going on at the Hopkin’s house. Billy was horny as hell and he convinced his Girlfriend Gina to stay over his house that night.

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“Billy, you go over to your parents’ house and come back horny as hell. What’s up with that? You and all your brothers have been acting weird ever since you told me you talked to that doctor.”

“It’s very obvious what’s up Gina? Look at the tent in my pants. I think I love you.” He answered to try to derail the cross examination.

“There’s more to the story Bill.” She said as she played with his pecker through his pants. “I can see you’re keeping something to yourself. Come on tell me the whole story if you want me to take care of your hard problem or I’m going home.”

He wanted to get something out of this conversation, so Billy said. “Take all your clothes off and I’ll tell you.” Gina has a poor body image of herself and rarely walks around nude. She will strip down to have sex, with the light off, and under the covers.

Gina looked at Bill suspiciously and then said. “I’ll take a piece of clothing off as you tell me your tale. One revelation gets one item of clothing.”

He knew that Gina wouldn’t budge and strip completely, So, he started his erotic tale.

“My Mother is going to be a Medical Model, that is why the doctor called us.”

“A medical model what’s that.” Gina asked as she took off her blouse folded it and put it on the chair in the kitchen.

Bill explained it as she sat mesmerized in shock when she realized what Bill’s mother will have to do. “So that’s it! That story is worth me getting naked for.” Gina teased as she knew there was more.

“When we went to the house Mom only had a thin sundress on. When she hugged us, we could feel her body parts. Walter was there with them when we arrived.”

“So, you think that your mother is banging your father and Walter?” Gina asked intrigued as she took off her slacks.

“I don’t know. In fact, I never thought of that!” Then he continued. “We went to the family room and there was an examination chair that Walter and Dad made to give our mother practice exams.” Bill explained.

Gina has had GYN exams, so she looked at Bill embarrassed. “Did your mother let you guys examine her?” Gina asked as she removed her bra.

“Yes, my father told my mother to remove her dress and she went to the exam chair, and we examined her.” Bill admitted.

“Wow, you mean you manually examined your mother?” Gina asked as she slipped off her panties to find them soaked with her arousal.

“Yes, but that isn’t all. We ordered takeout, my mother remained nude, and flashed her pussy to my friend who delivered the order.” Bill explained.

The room was engulfed with the scent of excited female, Gina rubbed her pussy for the first time in front of Bill. He was on the verge of an orgasm in his pants as he thought of his mother and watched his girl ‘Jill off.’ Bill grabbed the hand that Gina used to rub her pussy, sucked on the fingers she had in her pussy as he escorted her to the bedroom. He laid her on the bed carefully. Stripped nude and dove headfirst istanbul travestileri between her legs. He rarely licked her slit but he was so overcome by her one woman show that he needed to bring her off orally.

“I don’t know why I am so repulsed by going down on Gina. She tastes great! I wonder if it is because she has gone out with other guys and I feel I am giving them a blowjob by proxy?” Bill thought as he munched on her carpet and sucked her lady lips into his mouth.

“Oh, MY GAD THAT FEELS SOOOOOOOOOOOO GOOOOOOOOOOO-OOOOOOOOOOOD!” Gina screamed as she came. She held onto his head when he sucked on her clit and pushed her hips tight to his face. Gina tried to get Bill’s head in her pussy when she came.

Bill needed relief, but he let Gina enjoy her orgasm before he mounted her and drove his pecker home with one stroke balls deep. He didn’t make love to her, he fucked her; he was so horny. “I-I wish it was my mother I was pounding away on right now. She looked so sexy spread for our inspection and as she sat on the stool in the kitchen.” He thought amazed and a little ashamed of himself for his thoughts of his mother as he fucked his girlfriend.

Bill and Gina had a bang up night: Bill was sexually excited all night and they banged most of the night away. Ahhhhh to be young and full of cum!

J.J., Eric, and Tommy all went to sleep and dreamt of their mother. They still couldn’t believe they had the privilege to see their mother in all her naked glory. All the offspring thought she was a beautiful woman and were sad that they didn’t realize it when they were younger. All their friends knew that Carol was a thoughtful and a beautiful lady.

In the middle of the night:

Carol awoke, she slept protectively between both men. Carol needed to pee, got up, and went to the bathroom. She was on the head when Walter and Jon entered, they had the same need. She conversed with them as she made her deposit, wiped and was replaced by Walt. She watched in fascination as he made circles as he peed. They conversed as Jon went.

“We are very comfortable with each other I can see.” Carol stated what everyone else thought.

They went back to bed and held their woman in a loving embrace as they fell back to a peaceful contented sleep.

The next morning the coolness awakened Carol. She realized she was in bed alone. The two men were up, and she could smell coffee as it brewed. She arose and went to the kitchen to find the two men hard at work to cook the morning meal. Both men had Tees on, but they were bottomless. Carol took delight to see their ‘man meat’ swing as they moved. She took her customary position on the bar stool, legs spread for balance and the group conversed as the men cooked breakfast.

“I could get used to the pampering I am receiving from you guys.” Carol spoke to the men with glee.

“We have enjoyed the outfit you have worn the last couple of weeks also.” Walter explained.

“Yes Carol, we have been overjoyed with the outfit you wear most of the time. Your ‘birthday suit’!” Jon added to the conversation.

As they conversed Carol could see the starch start to take hold of the men’s peckers, not full blown erections but there was some interest. This pleased the naked woman, and the men were oblivious to her thoughts.

When breakfast was put on the breakfast nook the trio sat to eat. Well the two men sat. Carol just twisted to face the bar.

“Now that you have explained to our son’s what you are going to do, you need to call Dr. Benson to find out when he has time available to give instructions to you and our sons on the exam procedure.” Jon addressed Carol.

“Okay I will call after I finish breakfast.” Carol acknowledged with ambivalence.

Walter looked at Carol’s expression. “What’s the matter Carol you look uncertain about something?”

“I don’t know Walter, it feels like I opened pandora’s box and can’t get everything back into it. Walking around nude, two men to take care of my needs. Nude in front of my sons. What would my parents think of me sitting here nude with my legs spread?” Carol blurted out and then continued. “I love the new me and the way I am pampered being this hot wife. My problem is I can’t get over my conservative nature that was instilled in me, by my parents.” She confessed with emotion.

“Carol you are doing fine, you have to enjoy life and if you like what we are doing then don’t worry about anything else.” Jon explained to his wife. He was concerned that his wife naked in public will be short lived and she will revert back to her conservative self.

After breakfast Carol watched the men clean up. She was in her usual position exposed to the men. She had another internal monolog: “I love exposing myself to the world. I need to make adjustments to my psyche that will allow me to be the person that I have found in the last week or so. My husband is happier. I have made Walter happy along with my sons. The Doctor needs my assistance and the money will come in handy during our retirement. So why am I so distraught with my new persona?”

Carol got off the stool went to the phone and called Dr. Benson. “This is Hyde how may I help you.”

“Hyde, can I talk to the Doctor please, this is Carol Hopkin.”

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Well, That Didn’t Go as Planned Pt. 03

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My phone dings.

It’s 1:13am what the fuck.

Blinking past the sleep. Squinting.

It’s a photo of me from last week, staring at the camera all sexually hangry with my arms tied to the bed; one leg up and one to the side. My is face sweaty and my fresh fucked pussy is leaking cum on my sheets.

Jeremy’s cum.

It’s one of those no-reply, 5 digit auto-numbers.

“Mmmph…” Andrew rolls over and snuggles. Phone screen clicked off instantly. Silent mode activated. My heart is pounding in my throat. How in the actual marketing fuck is he doing this? Who all did he send this to? Did Andrew’s phone get this?

It buzzes again. Afraid, I look at the next message.

“What time should I come over for dinner tomorrow?”

I get the point. I have no choice. So I reply: “5pm”.

Not much sleep happens after that.

***

Not sure what time it is, but there’s light coming through the curtains. Andrew has morning wood, and he’s nuzzling up, spooning me. I lurch to consciousness with my panties pulled down mid thigh and he’s rubbing on me from behind. My pussy is already sweaty from the night’s sleep and whatever stimulation he might have been doing while I still slept. I instinctively move my legs to allow him in, and he pushes his dick into me.

“Ahhhh…” I cannot help but gasp. Every time. That feeling of being taken. Ravished. Loved. Fucked. Wanted. Had. Held.

He usually comes fairly quickly when we have sex like this, and this morning was no exception. I almost never cum when he does it, but I like it all the same. He pulls out and rolls me over, and his semen splashes on my lower back and butt.

“Mmmm…” I croon, “Good morning babe.” He kisses my shoulder, then gets up for a napkin from the bathroom.

We’re eating breakfast later, and I ask him how work is going. “Good, actually. We’re about to sign a new contract today for a 12 month job that comes in at a little under $1.75 million. Jeremy brought that one to bed based on my referral. Amazing stuff. He’s meeting with them again tonight to discuss implementation.”

I feel better already. “Wow, that’s great babe. Guess that means we’re having steaks tonight huh?” Guess Jeremy isn’t coming over after all.

He laughs, “Sure honey. Sounds delicious.” We kiss, and he heads out to work.

Around 3:30 or so, I’m back from the grocery store, and cleaning up the dining room. My phone rings, it’s Andrew. “Hey Alice,” he says. “Sorry, I got some bad news. Jeremy had a family emergency, and had to leave. I’m filling in for him, and it looks like a late night. Can we take a rain check on those steaks?”

I’m disappointed, but before I can really answer, my phone buzzes. Looking down at it, I see a text from that same spoof number: “Dress sexy for me”.

“Babe? You there?” He’s asking me.

“Y- yeah,” I fumble for an answer. “It’s OK honey, I like it when you make it rain. Do what you have to do.”

“Thanks babe! I knew you’d understand. Call you when I’m on my way home. Love you!”

“Love you too…”

After hanging up, I look at that text. This travesti istanbul is different. This is very different.

The first time, I was taken advantage of. It wasn’t my fault. I did not know. Now I’m being blackmailed. What do I do?

Every single day since, I’ve thought about what Jeremy said to me: “If you didn’t wanna get fucked by a stranger, why’d you tie yourself up and blindfold yourself?” When I wake up having sex with Andrew because he has morning wood, if I’m being honest, there’s a moment where I don’t know who is penetrating me; I only know the pleasure and the uncertainty of what’s happening next. And every time I hear the echo of that question, I feel a horny pang of truth gnawing at my cunt. Why do I like being woken up getting fucked? Why did I want a blindfold? Why do I have dreams about stranger sex? I’m happy with my sex life with my husband. Yet here I am, having to admit to myself that being blackmailed into unprotected sex with his coworker is somehow alluring.

My phone buzzes again. This time it’s an audio clip. I tap to play, and it’s me, screaming like a teenage porn star, “Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuuuuuck! Oh I’m cummmming!” I know the exact instant it’s from. It’s from when I already knew it was Jeremy fucking me -not my husband- and I couldn’t stop.

How does he know exactly when to remind me?? I’m lost in that feeling. But worse, I know what’s going to happen next. I’m going to masturbate to it. In my mind he’s already fucking me again. I scroll up my texts, and look at that photo of myself, the audio repeating as the entire escapade replays in my mind.

I snap out of my reverie and look at myself. I’ve got my jeans unbuttoned, and I’m leaning against the kitchen counter, one hand deep in my panties, the other staring at my phone. Reliving my feelings of passion, shock, hunger, and fear. “I’m so wet!” I marvel. It doesn’t matter if I want to at this point, but at at the same time, it also clearly matters that I want to. Will I have his baby? How many times will he make me forbidden-cum before that happens? What if it never does, and we just secretly fuck, amazingly? What if we’re caught?

Somehow, this who-the-fuck guy just stumbled in on my fantasy, awakened it, and he knows exactly how and when to push me. I reach deep, and touch my ass like he did when I was all tied up. My hand gets gushed on as I cum a little.

But I stop. Because I can’t hard cum now; I have work to do. I have to get Jeremy’s dinner ready, and I have to dress up right for it. Because I’m gonna take his cum again. Because I have to. Because I want it.

***

The doorbell rings, and I’m wearing my sexiest black satin dress; low back, high thigh leg slits, tight on my butt and sides but loose on my tits, with spaghetti straps. No underwear or bra needed this time. Black heels and makeup.

Jeremy is there, dressed appropriately in charcoal slacks, shoes, and jacket, with a deep red shirt and matching boutonnière. He has a slim box in one hand, and a bottle of champagne in the other.

I invite him in to our formal dining room, istanbul travestileri set with candles, ribeye steaks, wine glasses, and cloth napkins. But neither of us are hungry for that kind of meal.

“I brought you a gift,” he says, walking me backward to the table, almost threatening me with that box. As I reach the table, I lean back on it, and my hands rise to accept/defend myself from this box. Opening it, I see a delicately sparkling, black lace choker necklace laying on a bed of fluff. It’s dainty enough that it passes as normal jewelry, but its message is as strong as any leather and steel o ring collar.

But I cannot stop him or avert his gaze, and he places it around my neck, and fastens it. The box falls to the floor. “I will have you now, Alice.”

I scoot my butt back up onto the table, and spread my legs, lifting aside the front of my dress. His image flickers in the candlelight as we stare into each others’ eyes.

First he pulls the cloth of my dress fully aside, revealing my pantiless pussy. I spread my legs more, expectantly, but he goes instead for my tits. Pinching my dress together to pop them out of it, he leans in and suckles my nipples. A tug, a nibble, and a squeeze of my breast. I lean back and arch my chest toward him. As I breathe, I feel the gentle contraction of my throat against my new lace collar, and it excites me.

His fingers meet my pussy, and he’s starting with two at my slit and his thumb on my clit. I’m so wet, it’s no effort for him to finger me, hooking them inside and pulling, rubbing the hood of my sex, while also grinding over my clit. He curls his fingers back, hitting that pocket of nerves, while we kiss and tongue each other.

I try to strip him of his jacket and manage to halfway unbutton his shirt, but he pushes me back on the table. Unzipping his pants, he pulls out his dick, and grabs my hips to position me. With a grunt, he teases my cunt only briefly with his tip before pushing in deeply.

I tilt my head forward, watching me with my dress pinched between my tits, the front flap of my dress laying over my belly and half into our dinner, my legs spread up to the heavens, and a man who is not my husband thrusting his meaty cock deep in me, over and over.He’s fucking me on the dining room table my husband bought us to entertain guests at. The curtains aren’t even closed all the way. What if Neighbor Dave is walking his dog by right now? God, I’m such a slut.

He’s fucking me, but we don’t really make eye contact. Mostly he stares at my tits and pussy, or my face generally. Maybe he’s nervous? So I try to provoke him.

“You gonna cum in me again Jeremy? Huh?

“You gonna fuck me on my table?

“Are you gonna make me have your baby?”

I squeeze my pussy back on him each time he pushes in me. The feels are amazing, but I can’t tell how much of this is my lust, versus my physical pleasure.

Looking at me directly, finally, Jeremy smirks, and grabs more of my hips. “That’s right,” he replies, “I knew you were really a cum whore, Alice.” Reaching his hand forward, he places istanbul travesti his palm on my cheek, then slaps me with his other hand!

“You want my cum filling you up, don’t you?”

That’s the little bit of violence we both seemed to need to free ourselves from the awkward realization of our fantasies-becoming-reality. I felt my pussy gush and his cock swell in me, and makes me moan, “Oh my God! You’re fucking me so deep Jeremy!”

“Your fucking cunt is mine, Alice!”

“I don’t wanna like it!”

“Love it you bitch!”

“Rape me, fuck me, own me!”

“Shut up slut!” SLAP!

“Why are you putting your dick in me?”

“Liar. You begged me to fuck you.”

“It’s so deep! It’s inside me!”

“Take it! Take my cock you fucking slut!”

“Oh Jesus you’re filling me up!”


”I’m gonna fucking cum in you!”

“I’m gonna cum!”

“I’m gonna cum too!”

I’M CUMMING OH GOOOOODD I’M CUMMING

And he spurts in me, and I’m rubbing my clit frantically as he pulls my hips into him as he thrusts in me. “YES!” I wail, “Cum in me! Yes! Oh God DAMN it I’m fucking cumming again!”

Stars. Every. Time. He Thrusts. I catch a glimpse of my reflection in the window and marvel how it’s like I’m not even me, I’m some animal now.

He’s cock isn’t pulsing anymore, but he’s still hard and leaning forward, filling me as deep as he can. He’s just holding it there, staring in my eyes, filling my cunt, and my soul. The possession is too much for me to come down, and I whimper, “You’re gonna make me cum again…” Leaning in, he whispers, “Do it,” and slaps my breast.

The dam breaks.

“Ahhhhhaahaaa!” beast me wails out, my head and shoulders falling back on the table, and my body writhes with forbidden pleasures. He’s not even thrusting, just holding himself rammed in me is enough to do it. “That’s right! Cum on my cock you filthy whore!” One hand flops in the mashed potatoes but I don’t even care. I am the orgasm! I never want to be empty again…

Finally we finish, because he’s softening. I am a quivering, creampied, food smeared, breathless glamor slut. A fucking mess, laying on my dinner table with my legs hanging off it at the knees.

The snap of his camera phone capturing this moment brings me back to reality.

I prop myself up on my elbows. “Why! Jeremy…”

“You know why, Alice.” He picks a wine glass up off the table.

“So you can blackmail me?” He pushes the lip of the glass against my pussy and spreads my lips, capturing some of his cum in it.

“Really?” He retorts. “You think I need filthy photos to get you to do this?” He pops the cork on the champagne, and pours it in the cum glass. “I thought you were smarter than that.” Picking up a spoon, he swirls them together. “Drink,” he commands, handing it to me.

I’m a little indignant. “Why are you doing this, then?”

He sighs, and pours himself a clean glass of champagne. “While I’m not gonna lie and say these photos aren’t incredibly sexy, they are ultimately for you, Alice, not for me. They’re for the times you will try to lie to yourself about what you really want, who you really are. But now we both know the truth. You did this. I’m just the facilitator. So let’s toast.” He raises his glass to me, and waits.

I stare at the entire situation.

And I raise my glass, and we toast.

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The Decision of a Lifetime Pt. 06

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“Oh really?” Jacqueline says with a smile emoji.

“Yes.” Dawn replies.

“I would love to see what you have learned.” Jacqueline says.

Dawn replies with a smile emoji of her own.

“Next Tuesday, meet me at the house. 1pm. Wear something…..comfortable.” Jacqueline says with a winking emoji.

Dawn can barely type a response as her hands begin to shake.

“I will be there.” Dawn replies.

Dawn can’t believe it. This is what she has been waiting for. She is so excited she can hardly contain herself.

“I have to get a new outfit, and those pantyhose.” Dawn says to herself. 

Dawn goes to the gym later that evening and waits for Myra. She tells her she is going to take a break from training for a bit.

“Really? Why? You have been doing so well.” Myra says, visibly upset.

“I’m just taking a break; I need to concentrate on something that has come up.” Dawn says.

“Fine, whatever.” Myra says as she heads into the training room.

Dawn was confused, as she headed home that night, she felt horrible. She wanted to take a break because she wanted to avoid getting hurt before she sees Jacqueline, but she would rather not tell Myra what she has planned. Dawn knew Myra wouldn’t hurt her, but she would rather not take that chance. She didn’t think Myra would get that upset. Unless perhaps Myra had feelings for her.

Later that night, Dawn went online looking at leotards. She found one she loved, but it wouldn’t be there in time. The same went for the Peavey pantyhose.

The next day she went to a local dance studio looking at leotards. She found one she liked but didn’t love, but she got it anyway. The studio didn’t carry Peavey pantyhose, so she purchased a pair of flesh tone Danskin tights instead. When she got home, she tried on the leotard and was checking herself out in the mirror.

“This will have to do.” Dawn said to herself.

She opened the tights just to see how they felt. They were a bit more glossy than the Peavey ones and thicker too. Dawn set them on her bed and went to her drawer and pulled out a pair of L eggs suntan colored pantyhose. She usually wears these when going out, but they won’t hold up without getting runs in them. So, her plan was to bring both pairs and let Jacqueline decide.

Tuesday couldn’t arrive fast enough. She didn’t get much sleep Monday night because she was so excited. Dawn had one cleaning early in the morning, then headed home. When she arrived, there was a package on her step. There was no name or label, just a sealed box. She brought it in and set it on the table. She opened the box and knew exactly who sent it. Inside was a leotard that was light pink from the waist up, with the lower half being black and two snaps along the crotch. There was also a new pair of tan Peavey pantyhose. Dawn took the box upstairs and quickly jumped in the shower.

She washed and blow-dried her hair and was trying to decide on pulling her hair back into a ponytail or leaving it down.

“Shit, I should have gotten my ends trimmed and some highlights done.” Dawn says to herself as she looks in the mirror.

Her hair is long and goes almost to the middle of her back. She figures she had it pulled back when they first met, so this time she will wear it down. She can always pull it back if need be. Dawn then proceeded to put some makeup on. She put on a bit of foundation and just a touch of blush. Dawn put on some mascara and finished off with a light lipstick shade called iconic nude.

Jacqueline has never seen her in person with makeup on before, and she wanted to look her best.

Dawn sat on her bed in her towel with the box sitting next to her. She opened the box of pantyhose and stretched them out a bit. She then rolled one leg up and put her foot in and slowly unrolled it up her leg just above her calf, and then repeated the process with her other leg. Dawn then stood up and slowly pulled them up, making sure not to put a run in them or rip them. Once she had them up, she pulled up a bit around her knees, so they were nice and tight with no bunching. She loved how they felt on her. She even looked at her ass in the mirror in them.

“Not bad.” Dawn said out loud.

Dawn then grabbed the leotard and stepped into it, pulling it up over her pantyhose covered legs then placing her arms through the shoulder straps. She looked at herself in the mirror once more and knew she was ready. Dawn grabbed a pair of sweatpants and a shirt out of the drawer and put them on. She then slid her pantyhosed feet into her sneakers and headed out the door.

Dawn arrived at the house a half hour early because she was so nervous. She parked out front and didn’t see a car in the driveway or anywhere on the street. Dawn got out of the car and approached the door. She went to knock but tried the door, and it was unlocked, so she went in.

The stairwell to the workout room was straight in front of her, but she didn’t see anyone on the landing or hear anyone. She turned to close the door, then turned back around and istanbul travesti saw Jacqueline at the top of the steps. Dawn’s heart began beating fast. Jacqueline looked incredible. Her hair looked more blonde than she had remembered, as it hung straight down just a little past her shoulders. Her skin was almost perfectly tanned. She had on a silky dark red robe with a black belt that came down just short of her knees, and Dawn could see her tan pantyhose covered legs and feet coming out the bottom of the robe.

“Hey stranger.” Jacqueline says as she slowly came down the steps.

“H…hi.” Dawn muttered.

Jacqueline came over to her, but Dawn was so nervous she began walking backward until she hit the door. She got right up to Dawn; her lips were inches from hers. Jacqueline slowly raised her left hand, Dawn closed her eyes and held her breath, then she heard a click as Jacqueline locked the door. Dawn opened her eyes and began to breathe. Jacqueline then gave her a long, tight hug and a kiss on the cheek. Jacqueline stepped back, looking at her sweatpants and shirt. She could see Dawn had the pantyhose on underneath by looking at her ankles.

“Wow, you look amazing. Your hair has gotten longer since I last saw you.” Jacqueline says.

“Yeah, just a little.” Dawn says as she begins to sweat.

“Are you ready to show me what you have learned?” Jacqueline asked with a smile.

“Yes, yes I am.” Dawn said nervously.

“I can’t wait.” Jacqueline says. 

 She took Dawns’ hand, leading her to the bedroom just to the left of the stair well.

“In here??” Dawn asked confused.

“No, you can just get undressed in here and meet me upstairs, just like last time.” Jacqueline said with a smile.

“Do you remember where to go?” Jacqueline asked.

“Yes.” Dawn says quietly.

“Fantastic. It’s a bit chilly in here. There is a robe for you hanging on the back of the door.” Jacqueline says.

“Do you want my phone like last time?” Dawn asks.

“No, dear, that won’t be necessary.” Jacqueline said, smiling at her.

Dawn looks at the bed, running her hand across the comforter, remembering what happened the last time she was in this room. She looks back at the doorway and can hear the steps creak as Jacqueline is already on her way up the stairs.

Dawn sits on the bed and removes her sneakers. She then takes off her shirt and sweatpants, tossing them on the floor. Dawn goes into the bathroom and looks at herself in the mirror to check her makeup and sees the lipstick mark on her cheek from Jacqueline kissing her. She could already feel herself getting excited. She was so turned on, she thought she was going to explode. Dawn does a final adjustment pushing up her tits then grabs the robe that was hanging on the back of the door and puts it on. It was a silky robe, light pink with a white belt that almost matched her leotard.

Dawn heads to the stairs as she is tying the belt. The floor was cold on her pantyhosed feet, so she quickly made her way up. She went to the door where the gym area was and took a deep breath before opening it. Dawn opened the door and instantly felt a knot in her stomach.

Jacqueline was sitting in a chair on the mats with her back to the mirrors that were along the wall. She was staring at Dawn when she entered the room. Jacqueline was still wearing her robe with her pantyhosed covered legs crossed. In front of Jacqueline, sitting on the mat stretching, was Myra.

Myra looked incredible. She had her hair pulled back in a ponytail and was wearing a light purple high cut leotard with a pair of shiny flesh colored pantyhose that were just a bit lighter than her skin. She had her legs stretched out in front of her, and she was bent forward, grabbing her pantyhose covered toes. Myra didn’t notice Dawn was there.

“Are you ok?” Jacqueline asked.

Myra looked over and saw Dawn standing in the doorway. She winked at her and smiled.

“I don’t understand.” Dawn says nervously looking at Jacqueline.

“What don’t you understand?” Jacqueline said as she stood up from her chair.

Dawn remained silent and stayed in the doorway.

“Come over, it’s ok. I think you know Myra.” Jacqueline said.

Myra stood up and crossed her arms in front of her.

“So, this is what you were blowing me off for?” Myra says as Dawn walks over.

“I.. What the hell is going on?” Dawn says now angry.

“Nothing, I told you, I want to see what you have learned. You and Myra are going to show me.” Jacqueline says.

Dawn looks at Myra, who is again stretching.

“Yeah, I don’t know about this.” Dawn says.

“I promise I won’t hurt you.” Myra says with a little laugh.

Dawn looks at Jacqueline, who sits back down in her chair, then she looks at Myra. She slowly undoes her belt and takes off her robe, tossing it on top of a gym bag near Jacqueline’s chair.

“Come on, let’s see if you have been paying attention.” Myra says as she puts her hands up as if she is ready to fight.

Dawn takes a step towards travesti istanbul Myra, who quickly goes behind her, wrapping her arms around Dawn’s waist and lifts her up off the mat then takes her down. Myra tries getting her legs around Dawn’s waist, but she manages to block it. Dawn can feel her heart pounding. She is turned on but angry at the same time. Both get to their feet and Dawn glances at Jacqueline, who is still sitting in her chair with a look of satisfaction on her face.

“Are we really doing this right now? I mean seriously?” Dawn asks Myra.

Without saying a word, Myra lunges at Dawn, wrapping her arm around Dawn’s head with a headlock. She then flips Dawn down to the mat, landing on top of her. Dawn tries pushing her off with both hands, but Myra takes Dawn’s left arm and traps it between her legs.

Jacqueline watches as Dawn’s legs twist every which way trying to get Myra off her. Jacqueline stands up and removes her robe, moves her chair closer, then sits back down.

Myra positions herself on Dawn’s chest, sliding her crotch right into her chin. Dawn tries raising her body off the ground, but cannot get Myra off her. Myra looks down at Dawn with a smile. She then takes her hair out of her ponytail and shakes it out.

Dawn can see Jacqueline in her chair. She has her left leg over the arm rest and is slowly rubbing her hand over her pussy. Myra looks and sees her doing it as well.

Myra slowly gets off Dawn, but she grabs her hair, pulling her up into the seated position.

“Owww. What the fuck!” Dawn yells as Myra wraps her legs around her waist.

Myra pulls Dawn back down by her hair as she slowly begins to squeeze. She has her left hand wrapped around Dawn’s hair so tight that Dawn can’t even lift her head off the mat.

Dawn looks up and sees Jacqueline who is still in the chair now with her hand under her leotard rubbing her pussy even more vigorously.

Myra begins to squeeze tighter as Dawn now looks into her eyes. She tightens her hold on Dawn’s hair, making her wince in pain. Having her hair pulled hurts, but it is also turning her on. Dawn starts breathing through her mouth as Myra tightens the hold. She tries pushing Myra’s legs off, but all she can think about is how great they feel in the pantyhose. So smooth and muscular, Dawn can barely contain herself. She runs her left hand from Myra’s thigh then to the back of her calf and down to her foot then back up to her thigh. Myra stares at Dawn’s face as she loosens her hold, then tightens it repeatedly. Each time the hold gets tighter and tighter and harder for her to breathe.

Myra then takes her right hand and puts it over Dawn’s mouth and pinches her nose closed. Dawn can’t breathe, she tries pulling her hand off, but Myra yanks her hair more and squeezes even tighter. Dawn lets out a muffled yell as she tries reaching for Myra’s hair or anything she can grab, but she can’t. Suddenly, Myra removes her hand and Dawn gasps for air. Myra then forces a long passionate kiss on Dawn’s lips, as she yanks her hair and continues squeezing her legs together. Myra pulls back and once Dawn has started to catch her breath, she again places her hand over her mouth and nose. Dawn looks up, and she sees Jacqueline get up from her chair, she then looks at Myra as her eyes begin to tear up. Myra has a look of pleasure on her face.

“Don’t cry honey.” Myra says in a soft voice.

Dawn manages to get a hold of Myra’s hair and begins pulling on it, then she feels the snaps on her leotard come undone. Dawn can’t see who it is, but she knows it’s Jacqueline. She can feel Jacqueline slowly run her nails over her inner thigh. Jacqueline then begins rubbing Dawn’s pantyhose covered pussy.

Myra removes her hand as Dawn again gasps for air. Sweat is pouring off Dawn’s face, neck, and chest are glistening from it. Myra again forces a long, deep kiss onto Dawn’s lips. Dawn tries pushing her off, so she can catch her breath to no avail, as Jacqueline continues rubbing her moist pussy. Myra then begins kissing her neck as she continues to pull her hair and squeezing Dawn between her thighs. Dawn lets out small moans as Jacqueline continues rubbing her pussy over her pantyhose. She loves how it feels as Jacqueline begins to kiss her inner thigh and kisses her way to her wet pussy.

Myra lets go of Dawn’s hair and slowly releases her from the body scissors. She stands up and slips her arms out of her leotard and slides it down her waist and removes it. Dawn lays there looking up at her, staring at her firm breasts and chiseled stomach, as Jacqueline continues massaging her. Myra, now in just her pantyhose, adjusts her waistband then sits behind Dawn, sitting her up and sliding her body up behind hers so Dawns head is resting on Myra’s tits. Myra takes her straps down, revealing Dawns breasts, and begins pinching her nipples. She kisses Dawn’s neck and bites on her ear lobe as Dawn’s body quivers. Dawn bites the bottom of her lip, trying to contain herself.

Jacqueline stands up and goes over to istanbul travestileri the gym bag under Dawn’s robe. She reaches inside and pulls out a white massager, almost like the one Dawn has in her nightstand. She removes her leotard, letting it fall to the ground. Now down to her pantyhose, she kneels beside Dawn and Myra. Myra takes her legs and hooks her feet inside Dawn’s legs, just below her thighs, spreading them open. Jacqueline looks into Dawn’s eyes as she turns on the massager and runs it along Dawns inner thighs and around her pussy. Dawn almost forgot how great Jacqueline’s body looked. She seemed to be in even better shape than she was before. Dawn watches with anticipation as she moves the massager around until she finally presses it against her pussy.

Myra can feel Dawn’s body tense up as her body is pressed up against hers. She pulls Dawn’s hair, pulling her head back, and begins kissing her on the lips. Dawn lets out moans in between kisses as Jacqueline removes the massager and rubs her pussy some more. She looks down and can see Jacqueline’s lipstick on her pantyhose covered thighs, then Jacqueline reapplies the massager as she leans in and begins kissing Dawn on the lips. Dawn can feel she is close to cumming, she tries fighting it as best she can.

“You’re close, aren’t you?” Jacqueline asks her softly with a little smile.

“Yes, yes.” Dawn manages to say in between moans.

“Not yet.” Jacqueline says.

Jacqueline then hands the massager to Myra who is still sitting behind Dawn with her left arm now going across Dawn’s chest, holding the massager close to Dawn’s wet pussy with her right hand. She waits a few moments before using it, as Jacqueline moves to Dawn’s left side and again kisses her on the lips, running her hand on her inner thigh. Myra then presses the head of the massager right on Dawn’s pussy. She can feel Dawn’s body again tense up as Jacqueline begins kissing her more passionately. Myra is kissing her neck at the same time, driving Dawn insane.

Jacqueline can tell Dawn is close once again, so, she moves Myra’s hand away from her pussy as she gives her a look. Myra moves from behind Dawn and lays her on the mat. Dawn’s body is drenched in sweat, her mascara is running down her eyes. She could feel the sweat forming on her back as Myra had her breasts pressed up against it.

Jacqueline takes the massager from Myra and sets it aside. She takes Myra’s right hand, pulling it close to her, and guides it down under Dawn’s pantyhose until she is touching her wet pussy. Jacqueline then pulls Myra’s hand out and licks Dawn’s juices off her fingers, then guides it back down once again. Myra begins rubbing on her own, and Jacqueline removes her hand and watches. Dawn looks at Jacqueline then feels Myra’s fingers penetrate her. She is so wet, they slide in with ease. Dawn’s breathing increases with each thrust of Myra’s fingers, she moves Dawn’s body until they get in sync. The pantyhose are a bit constricting as Myra continues finger fucking Dawn, so she removes her hand and tries to take them off but, Jacqueline stops her.

“No!” Jacqueline says sternly.

Jacqueline then uses her nails and puts a hole in the pantyhose, ripping them open carefully, exposing Dawn’s pussy. She

grabs Myra by the hair, and positions her between Dawn’s legs, forcing a kiss on her lips, then pushes her face down towards Dawn’s pussy.

Dawn feels Myra’s tongue exploring every inch of her. She sits up leaning on her forearms looking down at Myra who looks up at her with a smile as Dawn’s juices glisten from her chin. Myra uses her fingers to open Dawn’s pussy wider, getting her tongue inside her as deep as she can, then sucks on her clit. Dawn puts her hands on Myra’s head, pushing her face even closer to her pussy.

Jacqueline straddles Dawn’s chest facing Myra, keeping her weight on her knees. Her tight ass in Dawn’s face. She grabs Dawn’s legs, sliding her hands up behind her thighs to behind her knees and pulls her legs back, spreading her even more for Myra.

“Oh god, oh my god!” Dawn yells.

Her moans continue as Myra keeps stopping, trying not to let her cum just yet.

Jacqueline lets Dawn’s legs go and moves from her chest. She grabs the massager and moves behind Myra, getting her on her knees as she continues teasing Dawn. Jacqueline takes the massager, placing it between Myra’s legs, gliding it back and forth along her pussy. She has her free hand on Myra’s back and feels her body tense up. Myra continues exploring Dawn’s pussy with her tongue, but now stops, letting out a few moans of her own whenever Jacqueline presses the massager flush against her pussy.

Dawn is taking deep breaths, she is close to cumming and wants to cum so bad, then suddenly Myra stops again.

“Yes, yes.. fuck!” Myra yells as Jacqueline makes her cum.

“Well, that was fast.” Jacqueline says as she pushes Myra out of the way.

Jacqueline lays next to Dawn, kissing her gently on her neck and cheek, slowly making her way to her lips. She waits for Dawn to calm down a little, then takes the massager and presses it firmly against her pussy. Dawn’s back arches off the mat. Jacqueline’s kisses become harder. She knows Dawn is close, and she wants to be the one to make her explode.

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S’mores Sumo Wrestling

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Characteristics:

Wreslting Stats – Marshmallow

Lexxxi Luxe

Stats:

Measurements: 69-57-53 in (175-145-135cm)

Boobs: 38P (85P)

Height: 1.75 m (5 ft 9 in)

Weight: 135 kg (297 lb)

Body type: BBW

Texture: Squishy, fluffy; Gooey if Melted

Lactation: Milk

Lexxxi Luxe is a candy sumo wrestler. Lexxxi inherited a Voluptuous Marshmallow body. She can float atop a cup of cocoa pool whilst also melting and turning gooey and crispy when heated or toasted over a campfire.

Wrestling Stats – Chocolate

Cotton Candi

Stats:

Measurements: 50N-40-56

Boobs: 50N

Height: 5 ft 4 in (1.63 m)

Weight: 279 lb (127 kg)

Body type: BBW

Texture: Smooth or Grainy; Liquified if Melted

Lactation: Chocolate Milk

Cotton Candi is a candy sumo wrestler. She was born with smooth chocolate “skin,” and a lot of it, as she is a beautiful, busty, and shapely woman. When exposed to heat, her massive assets become liquified and sticky, but she is usually able to keep her form together.

The Beginning:

These two women stand for the best flavors in the world of candy texture beings, and they demonstrate this in the wrestling arena. It was now time to determine who was truly the best Female Sumo wrestler among the two Girls, each of whom were champions in their own right.

Cotton and Lexxxi forge an agreement to compete for control of the foreclosed wrestling arena and the chance to establish their legacy. Safety authorities objected, stating that the building’s AC system was long-broken and making the environment extremely hot and dangerous for all Candy People. Nevertheless, the game continued.

Without taking into account the intense heat, thousands of spectators turn out to see these champs compete for the

title. The lights and cameras made The Ring itself extra hotter.

Anorei and Cotton meet in the middle, already perspiring from the extreme heat. They were the ideal physical match for one another. Although they had been rivals their entire lives, neither could help but notice and enjoy the textures of the other, but they were still too proud istanbul travesti to admit it. Instead, they make fun of one another and incite the crowd.

The Incident:

After some chitchat, the fight began. Lexxxi chooses one side, and Cotton chooses the other. They both crouch down in anticipation of pushing each other out with their bodies. Both of them imagine how wonderful it would be to ultimately become the most well-known and in-demand female sumo wrestler in the entire world. Nobody in the ring, not even the referee, is aware of how much deadly heat is being generated.

The rivals rush at one another as soon as the bell rings. The camera records what can only be referred to as the largest match in history as the audience screams with ecstasy. Finally, Cotton and Lexxi are at a distance where they can jump and bang into one another. Smash!

The busty wrestlers precisely collide with one another as they leap high into the air with tremendous momentum, slamming Tit-to-Tit and Belly-to-Belly. But instead of bouncing off one another, they bonded. Their flavors instantly blend together without any resistance. Warm and fluid Chocolate seeps into a gooey and creamy marshmallow. Four Large Boobies between them squished into two shared Boobies. From one opponent to the next, their belly chubs reformed into a single continuous curve of pudge by melting into one another like silly putty.

Just as quickly as it started, the blend ceases with the candy girls tumble back down to the ring floor. Lexxxi hits the ground first dragging Cotton down with her. They lay there unconscious. The crowd goes quiet looking to the confused referee at what just happened. There is dead silence as the rivals lay on top of each other continuing to soak into one another.

Cotton finally awakens to the hushed arena. She is unaware of the mixture but definitely feels different–as if gained a substantial amount of weight. She notices a delirious Lexxxi, awaking and reigniting hatred toward her new life partner. Lexxxi immediately directs Cotton to get off of her. An annoyed Cotton attempts to oblige to the request but is yanked back before finding her istanbul travestileri footing. The audience sees what has become of their idols, yet Cotton and Lexxxi remain out of the loop. Cotton pulls again causing both her and Lexxxi to shriek at an unexpected tugging sensation. Looking toward their tits, they finally see what has happened.

From each perspective, half of one’s tits now belong to the other. The two stretched and squished back together repeatedly as they struggled to break away from one another while blaming each other for the mishap. Cotton makes vain attempts to wriggle and twist her body away from Lexi. While not what was expected for the match, the fans enjoy the show and they quickly fall in love with the newly conjoined fighters.

Lexxxi rolls herself on top to take control of the situation. She desperately tries to peel away from Cotton but this tactic has to opposite effect. Instead, her body reacts by soaking up more of Cotton Candi like a sponge. Their bodies continue to remain locked together as one jigging mass of chocolate and marshmallow. After some major tugs, Cotton tries to flip back on top but with much resistance.

After several minutes of rolling around the arena floor, they decide it is time to stand up. Their task proves to be difficult given they must now support each other’s weight in addition to their own. Numerous attempts of standing right up end them squishing back down to the ground. Eventually, they do gain leverage enough to balance on their feet.

Cotton Lexxxi observe their shared rolls. There was no clear line between Lexxxi’s fluffy breast and Cotton’s Smooth ones. Their fatty chubs were stretchy and soft, but they still remained united. The Candy Girls stumbled across the wrestling ring while still pulling and stretching. Every tug and squish seems to blend their flavors further together, erasing any indication that they were once two distinct individuals.

Their fused fight would last for hours while the people who watched eventually grew tired and left. Night fell upon the Arena which allowed for their bodies to cool down making their condition evermore permanent. The travesti istanbul Candy Girls were exhausted and decided to rest together until tomorrow completely unaware that their fate was forever sealed.

The Smores Legacy:

The Fusion had the unfortunate side effect of ending their wrestling careers. Though they both co-owned the Wrestling Arena, they obviously couldn’t face anybody but themselves which meant their champion titles were eventually stripped away. The joined couple would remain mixed together in a squishy confrontation jiggling and arguing forever. Despite their tragic downfall, they both realized that neither of them actually won the match.

Knowing Cotton Lexxxi’s history, it was clear they would stubbornly refuse to give in to their bondage or their claims of being the better half.

Despite their intense animosity for one another, they couldn’t help but sense sexual tension. It was difficult to avoid thinking about how they were always in each other’s warm embraces and exchanging pheromones. Every day after their matches, Cotton and Lexxxi would passionately make out after each other. Their lips were deliciously tempting to each other. Tugging turned quite sexual and playful. Their tummies swirled and warped flavors as they smashed and rubbed on top of each other. Angry Sex was the best sex ever. After their relief, they would rest and start over the next day.

The Merged Candy Girls still had their fans, but for a completely different reason. Cotton Lexxxi was now known as the “S’mores Sumo Wrestlers,” and they were receiving regular attention from the conjoinment community. There are comics. They filmed pornographic videos. Even stories were created in a similar manner. Their legacies were created, but not in the way they had envisioned.

Biology:

Being soft sweet girls combined into one being, they have a combination of their “texture”. They have tried to separate themselves numerous times, but each time they just stretch and snap back together. Since they don’t have bones, they can spread out quite a bit. They can further swirl, stir, mix, jiggle, or compress their flavorful private areas because they are highly pliable. Despite this flexibility, their bodies will naturally reshape back into their half-fused form after an extended period of time. Their sensations are now intertwined making it quite hard to not be aroused when getting physical in matches.

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My Foot Fetish Girlfriend Pt. 01-05

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DISCLAIMER: All characters in sexual relations are over the age of 18. This is going to be a story about a guy with a foot fetish and him ending up in a wholesome loving relationship with the hottest girl in his class. There will be no humiliation, slavery, or non-con stuff. There will also be a lot of foot smelling, and mentions of toejam. If you are repulsed by these things, please don’t read this story. It will take a little bit to get to the sexy stuff, but it will be worth it (hopefully). This is also my first time writing a story online, so be kind :).

Chapter 1

Let me start by introducing myself. My name is John Smith. I know, sounds like the name of a guy in some stupid online erotica. I am currently in college, studying to be a software engineer. At 21 years old, there is almost nothing unusual about me, I am not the nerd or the jock, just an average dude trying to get through this phase of my life so I can get a decent job and settle down. Oh, I said almost nothing remarkable. I guess you could say there’s one thing.

I was 18 when I first came to terms with it. You see, I have a very strong fetish for women’s feet. One day when I was 18, one of my mom’s friends named Martha came to visit. It had been extremely hot that day. She came inside and sat down in the living room. My mom called me down from my room and told me to say hello, while she went to the kitchen and prepared some tea for herself and her friend. I came over into the living room and noticed Martha was sitting on the sofa in front of the coffee table. I quickly sat down next to her. Oh, I forgot to mention that she was a total milf. She had gorgeous black hair, big boobs, and a generous round ass. This particular day she was wearing some sexy black leather pumps.

“Oh John, long time no see! It seems just yesterday you only came up to my thigh. Now look at you, growing up to be a handsome young man.” Martha said with a cute smile on her face.

What happened next was so memorable that I don’t even remember what I said back to her. She started removing her pumps and placed her bare feet on the glass table. They were absolutely beautiful. She obviously took very good care of her feet. From the looks of it, they were probably a size 7 or 8. Her soles looked soft and smooth. Her toes were painted a dark red and were the perfect size, and her feet were so sweaty that I saw a few drops of her footsweat drip onto the coffee table. A pungent vinegary odor started to waft into my nostrils, no doubt due to Martha’s sexy stinky feet. At first I was repulsed by the smell, but then I secretly started to enjoy it. I surreptitiously started to inhale her foot stench right into my lungs, enjoying their vinegary aroma. I was absolutely hard at this point.

Martha too noticed the smell wafting from her feet. She wrinkled her nose and said, “Oh I hope you don’t mind the smell, I can’t help that its so hot outside.”

She thankfully had no idea that I was in heaven. I told her that I didn’t really mind the smell at all, and that it was understandable that things like this could happen. We then continued talking about old times, and I continued inhaling the stink of her feet. During a lull in the conversation, I looked down towards her feet. There was something small and dark between her toes. I quickly realized it was her toejam. It was all over her in between her toes, sticking to them like cheese. My heart started to hammer out of my chest. As if their amazing vinegary aroma wasn’t enough, Martha’s feet looked delicious. All that sweat and toejam must have made for an exquisite delicacy. My fantasies were cut short however, as Martha said that she was going to check on mom and see why the tea was taking so long. She got up, without putting on her pumps, and walked off into the kitchen. I was now alone in the living room with her sexy shoes.

I was already horny out of my fucking mind. I looked down into her pumps on the ground. The insole, which was supposed to be white, was completely stained black with her footsweat. I couldn’t believe what I was about to do next. I picked up one of her pumps, pressed the insole to my nose, and after making sure I was truly alone, took the deepest whiff I could. An explosion of vinegary foot smell exploded into my nose. It was absolutely intoxicating. My mouth opened from how good it felt. I opened my eyes and looked around I was committing a crime, and pulled down my shorts to jerk off to Martha’s foot stench. My dick was completely rock hard at this point. I took another hit of the pump and almost moaned out loud. I imagined Martha’s feet being trapped in these shoes for hours, completely marinating the shoe with their sweat. I imagined licking and worshipping her feet, sucking on her red toes and eating all of her sticky toejam. That thought lead to another brilliant idea.

After coming this far, there was no reason to not try the taste of Martha’s sweaty pumps. So, with my heart beating faster than ever before, I pulled out my tongue istanbul travesti and ran it over the insole. My eyes rolled up into the back of my head at the taste. It was salty and slightly sour, not something one would normally consider delicious, but in my lust-addled state of mind, it was the best thing I had ever tasted. I repeatedly lapped at the sweaty pump for all I was worth, all the while jerking off my dick and inhaling the pungent odor of Martha’s feet. I suddenly realized that after cumming, I would have no way to clean up my mess. So I did something that, admittedly, was not very smart in hindsight, but luckily didn’t end up causing my any problems. I positioned Martha’s pump right in front of the tip of my cock, and started furiously jerking my dick into it. I came harder than any previous time in my life, and poured all of my semen into Martha’s pump.

After my orgasm was finished, I suddenly realized what I had just done. Shame and guilt completely consumed me. I quickly replaced Martha’s pump, pulled up my shorts, and ran back up to my room, quickly yelling towards the kitchen that I had homework to complete. Once inside my room, I started to think more rationally. Obviously, I started questioning whether I had a foot fetish. I had never previously been attracted to feet, and this was the first time something like this had happened. Was I some sort of freak now? Would any girl ever want to be with me if I told her that I would like to smell her feet? What if my mom and Martha found out what I had done? I sat down on my bed and, after pondering and worrying about it for a while, I decided that it would be best to not dwell on this right now. I then laid down for a nap.

I woke up a few hours later and the first thing I did was decide to do some research and see just how common this sort of thing was. I was certainly surprised by what I found. I already knew that the foot fetish was one of the most common fetishes, but I didn’t think smelling feet was a part of it. I found tons of foot fetish porn and erotica that night, including this amazing board on Tapatalk called “Themousepad”.

Then when I was going to sleep that night, after jerking off once again to the memory of Martha’s feet, I finally came to the conclusion: I, John Smith, had a foot fetish.

Yep. So that was the tale of my “origin”. It has been 5 years since then, and unfortunately none of that time was spent indulging in my fetish quite like I did with Martha’s shoes. All I had was foot fetish porn and erotica. Let us see what the future holds.

DISCLAIMER: This is chapter 2 of the story, which will introduce the actual characters and the heroine of the story. Once again, this story will contain sweaty female feet, foot smelling and toejam. If you are disgusted by this, do not read this story.

Chapter 2

I woke up to the sound of my alarm, signaling the start of another day. Another day of doing the same thing I had been doing for the past 4 months. Every day just felt the fucking same, maybe because it was the fucking same. Wake up, go to class, come home, study for a few hours, eat when I feel hungry, jerk off, go to sleep, repeat. I got of out of bed and went through the motions of getting ready. After having a quick meal and packing my bag, I got out of the apartment and took the subway to my college.

The classroom was around half full when I walked in. I immediately noticed Mike sitting near the other door of the classroom. Mike was basically my only friend at college. He had black hair and was about 5’11. Him and I had a lot in common, in that he too was just an average Joe trying to get through college with decent grades. It was almost uncanny how similar we were in that regard. I quickly went over and sat down on the empty seat in front of him.

“You aren’t late today.” he said with a cheeky smile on his face.

“It seems I am not. Why is there so few people today?” I replied.

“Beats me. You ask out Emily yet?” So that’s why he was looking so fucking smart-assed today.

“Of course you are getting shit scores in every test when that’s all you can talk about. And no, I didn’t ask her out. And I am not going to anytime soon. Maybe if its my last day on Earth, I will consider it.” It wasn’t even hyperbole. Every time I came to class, Mike asked me that same dreaded question.

“Bro, you realize she doesn’t even know you exist. And how could she when you have not even attempted to say a word to her for… 4 fucking months! You will not get anywhere near her pussy with that attitude.” I wanted to wipe that shitty smirk off his face so bad.

Oh Emily. As far as I am concerned, she is the prettiest girl in the entire college. Some idiots may disagree with me on that, but they are out of their minds. Emily had dirty blonde hair, blue eyes, and beautiful golden brown tanned skin. She was around 5’8 and had curves in all the right places. You might assume from her appearance that she would be a total bitch to basically travesti istanbul everyone who wasn’t part of her social circle, but you would be WRONG. As far as I knew, she was a total sweetheart to everyone around her. She didn’t call boys losers for asking her out, she didn’t sleep around with basically every jock, and even when she rejected someone, she was always polite about it. In short, she was literally a fucking goddess. Oh, and that wasn’t even the best part.

Emily had the prettiest feet I had ever seen. Even though I had only gotten quick glimpses of them from far away whenever she wore flip-flops, I could tell they were fucking beautiful. She had gorgeous curved arches, soft soles, and suckable toes which were always painted some color. I had spent many hours at night fantasizing about what her feet would look like up close, how they would taste, and how they would stink after she came home from class.

I sat down and looked around for Emily, but it seemed she hadn’t arrived yet. This was new. She was usually pretty punctual to class. I mentally shrugged and took out my notes from the previous lecture and started revising. Gradually, the classroom started filling up as more students started to show up in groups. But strangely, there was still no sign of Emily.

“Looks like your entire of reason for existing is not here today.” Mike said after basically the entire class was full.

Eventually the professor arrived and I came to the conclusion that she probably wasn’t feeling well or something. The lecture was just about to begin when the doors flew open and in came a panting Emily. It seemed she had ran to get to class on time. She was wearing a white tank top which bulged outwards due to her generous tits, and black jean shorts that came down to her knees. Her blonde hair was sticking to her face, and her sexy tanned legs were glistening due to the heat. She was wearing sneakers with white ankle socks.

“Sorry Professor, my alarm didn’t go off today.” Emily said while still panting. The professor told her to quickly get seated. Almost all the seats were already taken however, except for one: the seat right beside me. Emily noticed this and quickly sat down next to me. My heart instantly started beating faster and I had to force myself to calm down just in time for the lecture to begin. I reached inside my pocket to take out my pen, but it was empty. I looked inside my bag, but the pen wasn’t there either. I realized that my dumb ass had forgot to bring a pen to class. Emily noticed this and quickly handed me a pen.

“Its alright, I have an extra.” She said with a smile on her face.

“Thanks.”

“You’re John right?”

Holy crap, she actually knew my name. “Yeah, I’m John.” My heart was beating even faster now. This was the most beautiful girl I had ever seen, and she was talking to me like I was an actual person. The lecture had already gotten underway, so there was no more time for chatting. We both refocused on the professor and started making our notes. From time to time, I sneakily looked down at Emily’s feet in her sneakers. It was extremely hot outside today, and she had come running to the class. Her feet probably smelled amazing right now. I tried not to get too distracted by that thought, but was pretty unsuccessful. This was probably the most inattentive I had ever been during a lecture. At one point, I noticed a drop of sweat running down her smooth legs and almost drooled at the sight. Emily mostly didn’t see me checking her out, although at one point when I looked towards her she did smile back at me. I quickly turned away and focused back on the lecture.

Eventually class came to an end, and so did my time sitting next to Emily. I wondered if something like this would happen to me again, when Mike’s previous words flashed through my mind: “You will not get anywhere near her pussy with that attitude”.

I still can’t believe I had the balls to do what I did next. When most of the students had cleared out, I prepared to ask Emily that dreaded question.

“Hey Emily, uh, I-I was wondering something.”

“What is it?”

“I was wondering if uh, you would like t-to, uh go out for coffee sometime. You know, I know a v-very good cafe that is very close by. Only if y-you want to though.” I knew I was probably shaking like I was having a seizure, but I was too far in to back out at this point. It would have killed me inside to be rejected obviously, but to be honest I had already ran this scenario in my head a thousand times, and I was prepared to be shot down.

“Oh sure, when would you like to go?” Emily replied.

“Uh, what?”

She giggled at me in the most adorable way. “I said when would you like to go? This Sunday okay?” She said, still smiling at me.

“Oh. OH. Uh, yeah, Sunday is great. So I uh, hope you have a g-good day.”

She had a hand in front of her mouth, and I realized she was trying to hold back her laughter. “Okay, hope you have a good day too.” istanbul travestileri She said, imitating me.

I nervously laughed and said bye to her, and then got to the process of trying to calm the fuck down. I had just successfully asked the most beautiful girl in the college out. When my heart had finally stopped beating out of my chest, I started looking around for Mike so I could finally shut him up, but it looked like he had already left. I shrugged, exited the lecture hall, and started towards my apartment.

When I got back home, I laid down on my bed and contemplated what today meant. I was both excited and terrified of the possibilities. It would of course be fucking amazing if something happened between me and Emily, but suddenly there was one thought that instantly destroyed all of my excitement and filled me with anxiety: If it does work out between me and Emily, and we start going out, what about my foot fetish? What will she do once she finds out I’m into women’s feet? I realized that this was probably the reason I had always been so terrified of asking her out. I decided that I would cross that bridge when I came to it, and decided to go to sleep.

Chapter 3

Today was Friday, one day after I had asked Emily out to coffee on Sunday. I had texted Mike yesterday in the evening and told him about how he had missed me asking Emily out. I woke up and immediately remembered the events of yesterday. My mind started going through all the possibilities of what could occur on Sunday. I decided to wake up, get ready and quickly head to class.

Upon entering the classroom, I noticed that Emily had not been late today. She was sitting towards the back of the classroom, and waved at me to come sit next to her. My heart once again started pounding, but I managed to get next to her without falling over.

Sitting next to her, I noticed she was again wearing the same sneakers as yesterday, with what looked like the same socks. Those sneakers must smell amazing right now. I sat down and we started talking.

“So, we still on for Sunday?” I asked her.

“Yeah, of course. Hey I wanted to ask a little favor. You see, I’m had trouble with this particular part of the lecture yesterday, could you explain this to me before today’s class?” She replied while pointing to a part of her notes.

“Sure, I am actually halfway competent when it comes to this.”

“Thanks! This will be a huge help. Hold on, let me get comfortable.” She started taking off her sneakers. My eyes nearly bulged out of my head. She untied both of her shoes one by one, and I saw that the bottoms of her white ankle socks were greyed at the heel and toe area, no doubt due to her delicious foot sweat. A pungent aroma of cheesy feet started wafting towards me. I immediately got a boner. I tried to calm myself down, but her sweaty socks combined with her amazing foot stink were making that almost impossible.

“Sorry, I hope you don’t mind the smell. Its just way too hot today.” She said with an apologetic smile on her face. I told her that it was fine, while secretly taking small breaths of her foot stink. I began explaining the to her the section she was having trouble with, and thanked all the foot gods in the world. I started wondering what her feet looked like right now. They would no doubt have the same beautiful tan as the rest of her skin. Her toes might be painted white, which would drive me absolutely wild. I started imagining how sweaty they would be, how they would taste, and whether she would have any toejam stuck between her toes. My mouth started salivating after that thought. At one point I looked up and saw Mike entering the classroom. He saw who I was sitting with and gave me a thumbs up with a genuine smile on his face. I returned his smile and got back to Emily.

After I was done, Emily smiled at me and said “Wow! You are a pretty good teacher. I don’t think I’m gonna have anymore problems in this section now.”

“Thanks, if you do have anymore problems, feel free to ask me about it. I will be happy to help.” I replied, hoping I didn’t sound too desperate. Emily nodded, and then she looked down towards her feet and scrunched up her cute little nose.

“Whew! They are pretty bad today. My friends always say I have pretty stinky feet. You sure you don’t mind the smell?” She asked with a questioning stare.

I started panicking a little. What if she suspected I had a thing for feet? “Oh, no its fine. I honestly don’t mind. Besides, they’re not that bad.”

Emily suddenly got a pondering look on her face. “You don’t have a foot fetish do you?”

My heart started hammering out of my chest. I somehow managed to muster up a reply. “No, I don’t. That would be super weird. I mean who would get off on a girl’s stinky feet?”

“Well, I honestly think a foot fetish is pretty cute. I would love for a guy to massage my feet or suck on my toes during sex. I have never actually been with a guy like that though.” She said, while putting her feet back into her sneakers.

My mind started racing after this revelation. Emily would like to be with a guy who had a foot fetish. She would like if someone sucked her toes during sex. Little did she know she was sitting next to someone exactly like that.

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Jill’s Story – Sex, Sex , More sex Pt. 03

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This is a “spin off” story from “A FAMILY THAT PLAYS TOGETHER STAYS TOGETHER — or so they say” – of which I am the original author – which is about a family that discovers sex with each other or others outside the family.

This is a story about Jill, the daughter, and her sex life with the family, her boyfriend Pete and any cock that she meets on the way

It can be read as a stand-alone story or have a look at “A FAMILY THAT PLAYS TOGETHER STAYS TOGETHER — or so they say” to connect the two.

That story features incest so be warned.

“A FAMILY THAT PLAYS TOGETHER STAYS TOGETHER — or so they say” is an Incest / Taboo story, “JILL’S STORY” is a fetish story and contains fetish themes.

Please note that I am the original author of “A FAMILY THAT PLAYS TOGETHER STAYS TOGETHER” and the original author of “JILL’S STORY.”

For the introduction to Jill’s story and to make sense of this new story please check out “A FAMILY THATS PLAYS TOGETHER STAYS TOGETHER – PT. 19” the final section entitled JILL.

Enjoy.

JILL

I was in the office at work on my own; I was working late waiting for the last roofing gang to check back into the yard. The advantage of working late was that I could start work late, which meant I got a lay in at home. So after emptying my boyfriends balls and taking advantage of his piss proud morning hard on he’d go to work and I’d go back to sleep.

My phone rang, it was Doctor Mac.

“Hey there Doctor” I said.

“Hello Jill, how’s all those fuckholes of yours, still all in full working order, still getting plenty of cock to fill them?” he laughed.

“Oh defiantly Doctor, I admit I just can’t get enough cock, luckily my boyfriend has a big one and loves to fill them” I laughed back.

“Good girl. I think that I need to carry out a deeper gyno examination and wonder if you would be available on Wednesday evening at about six thirty?” he asked.

I felt myself shudder and start to get wet at the thought of a “deeper examination” and quickly said “I’ll be there, shall I bring Pete with me?”

“Oh no need, its only an examination so we don’t need him to hold your hand do we, I’ll see you on Wednesday” the Doctor said and the phone call ended.

Wednesday couldn’t come quick enough.

That night in bed Pete had his hard cock buried up to his balls in my fanny, I could feel it throbbing deep inside my wet cunt. He’d taken me from the rear and we were lying on our sides so his arms were wrapped around me playing with my hard nipples.

“I’m off to see the Doctor on Wednesday” I told Pete.

He withdrew his cock a few inches and pushed back in, “nothing wrong is there?” he asked.

“No, just the Doctor wants to carry out a few more tests” I said.

“Oh that’s OK then, when are you going? I’ll come with you” Pete said as he started to thrust in and out of my wet fanny.

I gasped as he went in deep and managed to say “Oh no need, I did ask the Doc and he said it wasn’t necessary so I can go on my own.”

“Yea right, he’s just after fucking you again, he wants to give you a length of black cock” Pete laughed.

“He’s a professional Doctor, and he said that you’ve got to go for your anal swab” I said as Pete picked up the pace going in harder and deeper.

“I might give that a miss, I saw what he did to your arsehole to get a swab and I don’t want my arse stretched open like that” Pete grunted, he seemed scared about what would happen.

“You men are all the same, happy to fuck arse but scared to take anything up their own arseholes” I muttered.

I felt his cock pull out of my fanny, don’t stop now I though, I need cock.

Pete grunted and said ‘like this Jill?’

I felt his cock head tap my arsehole pucker and just as I relaxed Pete’s cock pushed its way in and I got his full ten inches in my arse. I grunted and happily took it all.

His hand found my clit and he gently started to rub it. Pete knew what to do, how I liked my clit used.

Pete was close to spunking. He was an expert when it came to climaxing, he seemed to be able to fuck for ever and then cum on demand whereas other times he could give me half a dozen strokes of his cock in one of my holes and spunk on cue when I climaxed.

I was close, he was close and his rubbing of my clit changed to him pinching it gently, I gasped and felt the little trembles of my approaching climax and Pete said “I’m going to jizz” and he did, filling my arsehole up with his load. That was my trigger and he let go of my clit and pushed three fingers into my wet climaxing cunt.

Bliss.

Pete started to pull his cock out of my well fucked and jizz filled arsehole but I pushed my arse back onto him. He got the hint and pushed his softening hard cock back into my arse. I was a happy woman as my arse was full of warm spunk plugged with a big cock; I felt his fingers relax in my wet fanny as we fell asleep.

PETE

I finished work and headed back to Jill’s house to shower and get changed for my visit to the Doctor, istanbul travesti Jill was working late so couldn’t come with me but I think that I’m old enough to go to the Doctor on my own now though!!

I looked at the douche nozzle hanging in the shower but no way was that going in my arsehole and jet washing my arse out. I did make the effort though and used a load of shower gel on my fingers and managed to get two fingers in my arsehole so I knew that it was clean enough for a swab, its not like I was going to get fucked in my arse was I?

Forty-five minutes later I was ringing the doorbell at the Doctors private clinic based at their house. I was expecting one on the Doctors to answer but a woman wearing nurse’s whites opened the door. She must have been in her early thirties, blonde hair scrunched up in a sort of loose bun, she was wearing round wire rim glasses that made her look intelligent, white skirt that came down to her knees, white stockings, flat white nurse type shoes but my eyes were drawn to her tits that were squeezed into a white shirt with a thin white cardigan over it, she was a vision in white. I could feel my cock stirring.

“Hey, I’m Pete and I’m here to see the Doctor” I stammered.

“Hello Pete, come on in, I’m Nurse Sally, I’ll be carrying out the procedure for you today” she answered with a smile on her face.

I was really hoping that like the last time I came here and pissed on and fucked Mrs Doctor that I’d get to fuck the nurse this time and my cock hoped so too.

I followed her through to one of the examination rooms, she had a pert arse. There was an examination table with a set of stirrups sticking up, a stool on wheels, a small metal table on wheels with a white towel covering the contents and a screen in the corner.

Nurse Sally looked a set of notes and said, “you’re just here for an anal swab, that won’t take long so why don’t you go behind the screen and undress and you’ll find a surgical gown to put on.”

I didn’t realise that I was going to have to strip off, I’d assumed that I could just drop my trackie bottoms and underwear, bend over the table and she’d shove a swab up my arse and that would be that.

I went behind the screen and stripped off, my cock was already getting hard, it was just a lazy lob on at the moment and my foreskin hadn’t even started to roll back. I couldn’t walk out with my cock hard could I?

Have clean thoughts Pete, think about Grandmothers with floppy tits and puffy fannies, that will make me go soft but all I could think about was Jill’s Grandmother that was staying at the house, she was fit for her age and certainly up for as much cock as she could get. She’d already let Jill’s brother Jake and Jill’s cousin Alfie, her two grandsons fuck her and had made it clear that I was next on the list to get my cock up her fanny or arse.

My cock was now sticking out at a forty-five degree angle in front of me.

I just had to go for it and pulled the gown on and fastened it up and walked out from behind the screen.

“All ready Pete,” said the nurse as she turned around, she smiled. “Just one problem Pete, the gown is on the wrong way, should be tied at the back not the front, I need to get to your rear to take the swab.”

With that one of the ties on my gown came loose and my rock hard cock sprung out, my foreskin was fully back and there was a drop of precum on the tip. Oh fuck.

Sally completely ignored what had happened and as she pulled a pair of surgical gloves on she said “well I’d usually get you to bend over and undo the gown and take the swab but it will be easier to get you on your back on the examination table and get your legs in the stirrups so up you get.”

How embarrassing but I did what I was told. I had visions of my girlfriend, Jill, on the table with her legs spread wide open and her cunt and arsehole on show and that just made my cock harder and more precum flowed. Perhaps it was all a ruse to get me in the stirrups and to finger my arsehole and suck my cock, the nurse defiantly had a smile on her face.

I lay there with my hard cock, big balls and arsehole on full show.

The nurse sat on the stool and wheeled herself across so she was sitting between my spread open legs level with my arsehole.

“I’m just going to rub some lubricant onto your sphincter, it might feel a little cold but just relax. If you could hold your penis and testicles up out of the way that would make it easier for me” Nurse Sally said. She was being very formal.

I grunted as I felt the cold lube on my ringpiece and then I felt her gloved up finger push into my arsehole.

“Good, you’re relaxed, that didn’t hurt did it?” she asked.

“All done?” I asked.

“Not quite” she said and I watched her pick up a shiny metal tube with a rounded end.

I knew where it was going to go.

“This is a proctorscope, I’m going to coat it with lubricant and then gently push it through your sphincter and into your anus. The tapered end then pulls travesti istanbul out and I can insert a swab down the centre and take a sample. Don’t worry, it wont hurt or turn you gay” she told me and laughed.

The proctorscope was about six inches long, about half an inch in diameter with a rounded end that was going to go up my arse, it didn’t seem too bad.

I braced myself and nodded, it was just going to be like having a finger up my arse.

Nurse Sally picked up the lubricant and then said “I think that I need something bigger” and put down the proctorscope and picked up another one, this one was much bigger, still about six inches long but about two inches in diameter.

“I forgot the swab I need to use is a bit bigger than normal so I need a bigger hole to insert it, this will do nicely” she said with a big smile on her face.

“No way, that’s too big, it will rip me a new arsehole,” I told her.

“Oh don’t me a wimp, you’re a big lad and can take it easily, give you and your mates something to talk about at the gym, now relax” she laughed.

I felt the cold metal touch my arsehole pucker and knew that I had to relax. I grunted as the rounded end of the instrument force its way through my hole. I grunted and she pushed it in deeper, the bitch was even twisting it around as if screwing it into my arse.

Just as I was about to tell her to pull it out Nurse Sally said, “that’s it, all in, that wasn’t too bad was it?” and she pulled the tapered end out.

She picked up a small inspection torch and shone it up the open tube direct into my open arsehole.

“That all looks OK, all pink and healthy,” Sally said.

This was a women talking about a mans open arse. My cock was rock hard and leaking precum, I didn’t realise that I was doing it but I was holding my cock and slowly wanking.

She picked up a large swab on the end of a probe and pushed it down the tube and into my arsehole, I felt it in there especially when she found my prostrate and started to rub it with the swab.

I grunted and wanked my cock faster.

She looked at my cock and me wanking it and said, “all OK, not painful?”

For a brief moment I was going to grab her head and force her down onto my cock and fuck her face till I shot my load. She must have realised as she pulled the swab out of my arse and pushed it into a bag and said, “all down, just relax and I’ll remove the proctorscope.

Fuck, I was so close to shooting my load, I gasped as she pulled the thing up my arse out in one yank, “lets just wipe the lubricant off of your bottom, your sphincter will soon close up” Nurse Sally said.

The door opened and Doctor Mac walked in and asked “all done Nurse?”

How embarrassing, there was a women wiping my arsehole for me.

“All done Doctor, no problems, he was very good” she answered back.

“Well I can see that you enjoyed the examination Pete,” the Doc said.

I was still rock hard and skinned right back and my cockhead was glistening with precum.

I just grunted.

“Here we are Pete, put these on” he said and gave me a set of surgical scrubs, “we’ll see you later Nurse.”

I lifted my legs out of the stirrups and climbed off the examination table, Nurse Sally was still sitting on the stool, the perfect height for my cock so I slowly pulled up the surgical scrub trousers tucking my hard cock into the trousers, which outlined my cock, right in front of her, pulled the top on and followed the Doctor out.

JILL

A soon as the last roofing gang were back in the yard I headed home, I’d been waiting to visit the Doctor all day, the anticipation was killing me and once the office was empty and I was on my own I’d pulled my knicker crotch to one side and fingered myself until my fanny was almost dripping. I hoped that Pete would be back at home when I got there and could give me a length of his cock to get me ready for the night ahead.

I walked out into the yard to my car and Dave, the firm’s mechanic and the man that had taught me to take big cocks was walking to his car. I smiled at him and he said, “I know that look on your face, you’re off to get fucked aren’t you?”

I laughed.

“Show me girl” Dave told me.

I shuddered, the way he demanded me to do things always made me shudder with anticipation. I lifted up my skirt and pulled my knickers down to my knees.

“Good girl” Dave said and pushed two fingers into my wet fanny. “You’re very wet aren’t you girl” he muttered.

He fucked my hole with his fingers, I had to grab hole of his muscled body to stop myself falling over, and I started to breath heavily. Dave knew when to stop and pulled his fingers out, I gasped, and he held them up to his face and smelt them and then licked them and said “smell good, taste good girl.”

I had to do it and pushed my hand down the front of Dave’s open boiler suit and found his bulging jockstrap, he always wore one, his cock was already hard and his cockhead had pushed out the side of the jockstrap pouch. istanbul travestileri I rubbed my fingers over it; I could feel that it was wet and slimy. I lifted my fingers up to my face and smelt them, his cock smelt of piss and smegma, you men are all the same, your cocks stink at the end of the working day, and precum.

“Your cock stinks” I told him and licked my fingers clean with a smile on my face.

Dave smiled back at me and said, “go on, go and get fucked. You know where to come to when you want a proper mans thick cock in your holes don’t you?”

“I’ll see you soon” I told him and pulled up my knickers and jumped into my car and drove home.

My boyfriend Pete wasn’t at home but I could see that he’d already been home as his work wear was in the dirty linen bin and I could se that he’d used the shower as his work underwear was on the bathroom floor, I picked them up, as always there were piss stains on them, don’t you men shake or wipe after a piss?

Usually he’d go straight to the gym after work and shower there so I wasn’t sure where he’d gone to but I knew that he’d be back, he loved my fanny and arse and, of course, he loved me.

A shower and a good douche out later, I had the funny feeling that my holes were going to get well used that evening, I was ringing the doorbell of the Doctors private clinic.

The Doctor opened the door and said “Jill, lovely to see you again, come in, come in and let me get you a glass of wine,” we walked through to the dining room / kitchen the Doctor directing me with his hand on my arse. He was in surgical whites, he really was a handsome man and I could see that he had a healthy bulge in the front of his pants.

We chatted away before the Doctor said “I think we need to give you some cock don’t you?”

I nodded, smiled and watched as the Doctor let his surgical scrub trousers fall to the floor and I saw his big black cut cock hanging there.

He pointed at it and said “get it hard girl, on your knees and work on it.”

I didn’t need telling twice and dropped to my knees doing as I was told.

The Doctors balls were low hanging, well they were stretched and pulled down by the silver ring he had around his ball sack, it was just below the shaft of his cock and made his ball sack hang low and his balls stand out. I licked and sucked on his balls, taking each ball in my mouth and almost chewing on it.

His cock was filling with blood and stiffening as I ran my mouth along the thick black shaft covering it with my saliva. I reached his cockhead corona and as he was cut it wasn’t covered with a ring of foreskin so I licked all around the ridge. I must have been doing something right as I now had a full ten inches of hard cock in front of me. I raised myself up slightly so I could take the head of his cock in my wet mouth and as I swallowed his glan I applied a bit of suction and the Doctor moaned. The tip of my tongue found his pisslit and I probed it and was rewarded with a few drops of salty precum.

He held my head and I heard him say, “I’m going to face fuck you, every time I pull my cock out of your mouth and push it back in you’re going to take another inch until your mouth is on my balls, you understand girl?”

I had a mouth full of cock so just grunted, he took that as a yes and started to fuck my face pushing his cock down my throat.

A couple of inches out and then three inches in, three inches out and four inches in. Luckily I was used to my boyfriends long cock so although the Doctors cock was thicker I was happily taking it deep. The Doctor picked up the pace and was pushing his black cock in and out of my mouth harder and faster until he had all of his cock down my throat and my nose was buried in his six pack above the shaft of his cock, I’d taken it all.

“Milk it girl, use your throat on it” he told me.

I knew what to do and started to swallow so that my throat muscles squeezed and relaxed on his big cock that was down my throat.

The Doctor moaned and then I heard a voice from somebody standing behind me say “you don’t hang around do you Dad, is she ready?”

The Doctor pulled his spit covered cock out of my throat, I could see that his cock was pulsing and jerking. The other man came and stood in front of me. He was wearing green scrubs and from my position on my knees I was looking straight as a well filled bulging crotch.

“Jill, meet my son Charlie, another Doctor, well he’s nearly qualified so he’s giving my wife and I a hand as we’re so busy” he laughed.

I checked out his son, he was as tall as his Father, late twenties, a round face with almost perfect skin, he obviously took pride in his appearance as his eyebrows had been carefully plucked and he was sporting a trendy trim. As for his body he looked after that as well, wide shoulders and I could see a set of bulging biceps and thick wrists. Even though he was wearing baggy scrubs he had a firm waist, firm legs and an arse to die for, in short he was a fit fucker.

Before I had time to saw anything his Father said, “open up girl” and he pushed his cock back into my mouth and down my throat and I started to gag as he fucked my face.

After a few minutes Charlie said “that’s enough Dad, don’t want to wear her out and I need to get her ready.”

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Sikişmeye bu kadar aç olduğumu bilmiyordumSelamlar, ben Rana, 35 yaşındayım. Aslen İstanbul’luyum ama işimden dolayı İzmir’de yaşıyorum. 20 yaşımda ilk aşkımdan yediğim darbeden sonra, bir daha erkeklerle hiç ilişkim olmadı. İlk aşkımla evlenecektik ama o beni aldattı, hemde benim kızlığımı bozmasına rağmen. Ben de onu terk ettim. Bir daha da, hiç bir erkeğe aşık olmayacağıma ve hiç bir erkekle ilişkiye girmeyeceğime dair kendi kendime söz verdim. Bu sözümü de senelerce tuttum, taki günün birinde Mert benim çalıştığım işyerinde çalışmaya başlayıncaya kadar… Mert’i bizim ofiste ilk gördüğüm an, derler ya hani “Amının suyu aktı” diye, aynen ben de öyle oldum işte, resmen amımın suyu akıyordu, onu her gördüğümde, ama yine de son derece resmi davranıyordum. Aklım çıkıyordu kendisine karşı hislerimi anlayacak diye. Ofiste mesai arkadaşlarımla, hep kadın ve erkeklerin evlendikten sonra kendilerine bakmadıklarından bahseder, göbekli bay ve bayanları eleştirirdik. Birgün yine böyle bir muhabbet esnasında, Mert bana “Sizi tebrik etmek lazım Rana hanım, gerçekten de kendinize çok dikkat ediyorsunuz.” deyince, mesai arkadaşlarımın gözü üzerime çevrildi. Mert’in bana ettiği bu beklenmedik iltifat karşısında bir an şaşırdım ve “Fakat doğru olan da bu değil mi?” dedim. O da “Valla çok doğru! Bakın ben eşimden yeni ayrıldım. Evlendikten sonra eşim kendinsini iyice dağıtmştı. Bir türlü kendisine bakmasını, spor yapmasını kabul ettiremedim. Buna rağmen evliliğimiz süresince kendisini hiç aldatmadım. Kendisi ile bir de aynı şirkette çalışıyorduk, eşimi nerdeyse 24 saat bakımsız halini görmeye dayanamadım ve boşandım. O yüzden de şirket değiştirdim, hayatıma bir yenilik gelsin istedim.” deyince, Mert’e olan ilgim daha da arttı. Gece gündüz onu düşünür olmuştum. Evlilikten korkuyordum ve birlikte yaşamayı ise örf ve adetlerimize aykırı buluyordum. Mert’ten de bana açıkca bir teklif gelmiyordu, sohbet sırasında sözleri beni övmekten ileri gitmiyordu. Ben de gurur meselesi yapıp, ona karşı hislerimi belli etmiyordum. Çalıştığımız ofis, bir pasajın üzerinde bulunan 8 katlı bir işmerkezinin 7. katındaydı. Pasajda ve binada saat tam beş buçukta mesai biter, pasajın kapıları ve kepenkleri otomatik olarak kapanırdı, sadece en alt katta girişte, güvenlik kulübesinde bir tane güvenlikçi kalırdı. O gün ofiste halletmem gereken çok dosya vardı. Arkadaşlarla sohbet ederken ben biraz oflayıp poflayınca, Mert “Ben sana yardım ederim.” dedi. Arkadaşlar kendi dosyalarını bitirmişler, teker teker ofisi terkediyordu. Mert’le ben, dosyalara öylesine dalmışız ki, kocaeli escort bayan mesainin bittiğini ve kapıların kapandığını son anda fark ettik. Bu gibi durumlar için içerde güvenliğe ait düğme var, ona basayım derken Mert bana engel oldu, “Kalan son iki dosyayı da bitirelim, ondan sonra düğmeye basar çıkarız.” dedi. Ben de “Tamam.” dedim ve masaya, dosyaların başına döndük yeniden. Dosyaların başında, ben işin bir an önce bitmesi için çabalarken, Mert’in çalışmadığını ve beni seyrettiğini gördüm. Bana “Sen hep böylemisin?” dedi. Ne demek istediğini anlamadım ve “Nasılım yani?” diye sordum. “Çok alımlı bir bayansın, başını işinden kaldırıp hiç etrafına bakmazmısın?” dedi. Ben de “Etrafımda bakacak doğru düzgün birşey göremiyorum.” dedim. O da “Peki ben yamuk yumuk’muyum? Neden beni görmüyorsun?” dediğinde, elim ayağım titremeye başladı. Mert ise yanıma iyice sokuldu, nefesini kulaklarımda ve boynumda hissettirerek konuşmasını sürdürdü, bir müddet sohbet ettik. Bana ‘Benimle uzun zamandır konuşmak istediğini, ancak benim soğuk davranışımdan cesaret alamadığını’ söylediğinde çok hayecanlanmıştım. Birden beni ayağa kaldırıp, boynumdan öpmeye başladı. Ben sanki kukla gibiydim, itiraz edecek gücü kendimde bulamıyordum. Herşeyi oluruna bırakmıştım, sanki bir hayal dünyasındaydım, sanki büyük bir boşluktaydım. Nefesi nefesime vuruyor, dili ağzımın içinde bir vantuz gibi dilimi emiyordu. Bütün kontrol onun ellerindeydi sanki… Az sonra memelermi avuçlarının içine alıp küçük ısırıklarla emiyordu. Heyecandan bacaklarım titremeye başladı, amım su içinde kaldı. Elini külotumdan içeri soktuğunda ve amımın ıslandığını farkettiğinde, nedendir bilmiyorum ama epeyce utandım. Beni masanın üzerine oturttu ve ani bir hareketle külotumu sıyırıp, çekti çıkardı. Kemerini çözüp pantolonunu indirdi ve bacak arama yanaştı. Sikini her tarafımda gezdiriyor ve “Beni istiyormusun?” diye soruyordu. Ben öylesine şaşkındım ki konuşmaya mecalim yoktu. Sadece onun öpüşlerine arzuyla karşılık veriyordum. Bu şekilde bir süre öpüstükten sonra, beni masadan yere indirdi, ellerim masaya, arkam onun kucağına gelecek şekilde beni masaya dayadı ve domalttı. Sonra “İşte bu! Seni ilk gördüğüm andan itibaren, seni burda bu şekilde sikerken hayal ediyordum hep.” diyerek, sikini amım ve götüm etrafında dolandırmaya başladı. Ben heyecandan, korkudan ve zevkten inliyordum, amım iyice sulanmıştı ve amımın suları bacaklarımın içlerinden dizlerime kadar süzülüyordu. Bacaklarımı iyice ayırdım, sabırsızlıkla Mert’in sikini içime almayı bekliyordum. O ise, kocaeli sınırsız escort sikini eline almış, sikinin kafasını amımın ve götümüm deliğine sürtüp, beni daha da çileden çıkarıyordu… Daha fazla dayanamadım ve “Ne olur sikişelim artık, hadi sok lütfen!” diye yalvardım. Mert’te “Tamam canım sikişecegiz, önce sikimi bir al ağzına.” dedi ve saçlarımdan tutarak beni doğrulttu, yüzümü kendisine doğru çevirdi, önüne diz çöktürerek, sikini ağzıma uzattı. Ben derhal sikini yalamaya ve emmeye başladım. Kafamı sikine doğru bastırıp, “Hepsini al ağzına!” dedikçe ben daha da heyecanlanıyordum ve sikini gırtlağıma kadar alıyordum. Mert gözlerini kapatmış, zevkten inlerken, ben de kendi kendime nasıl böyle birşey yapabildiğime şaşırıyordum… “Yeter bu kadar sevgilim.” dedi ve beni yine saçlarımdan tutarak ayağa kaldırdı ve beni tekrar masaya domalttı. Parmağını ilk önce amıma, sonra da göt deliğime soktu çıkardı ve bana “Nerden istiyorsun?” dedi. O an “Sen nerden istersen ordan.” dedim, (ki ben eski sevgilimle sadece iki defa ilişk**e bulunmuştum, her iki defasında da beni amımdan sikmişti, götten hiç denememiştik). Sikinin yavaş yavaş götüme girdiğini hissettim. Mert işini çok iyi biliyordu, biraz giriyor bekliyor, tekrar yavaşca derinlere kayıyordu. Sikinin götüme ilk girdiği anda duyduğum acı artık kaybolmuştu ve dahası götümün sikilmesinden zevk alıyordum. Beni götümden sikerken eliyle de klitorisimle oynuyordu ve ben zevk çığlıkarıyla titriyor defalarca orgazm yaşıyordum. Az sonra Mert de hayvani bir inlemeyle götüme boşaldı. Ben tam ‘siki inmiştir’ diye düşünürken, sikini götümden çıkarıp amıma sokması bir oldu. Hiç beklemiyordum ve acayip derecede şaşırmıştım, siki taş gibiydi. Sikini sert bir şekilde amıma sokup çıkardıkça ben tekrar zevk çığlıkları atmaya başladım ve masanın kenarlarına sıkıca tutunup düşmemeye çalışıyordum. Amımı öyle sert sikiyordu ki masa yerinden oynuyor, “Tık, tık…” sesler çıkarıyordu. Mert amımı sikerken aynı zamanda da “Sen benim orospumsun, kaltağımsın, benim karımsın. Götünden de amından da sadece ben sikerim seni, benden başkası sikemez bu harika amı ve götü.” dedikçe, ben daha da zevke geliyordum ve durmadan orgazm oluyordum… Mert bir ara iyice hızlanınca, ben tam kendi kendime “Şimdi boşalacak.” diye aklımdan geçirdim ki, sikini amımdan çekti çıkardı, beni çevirdi ve sırtüstü masaya yatırdı ve üzerime eğildi. Dudaklarımız yine vakum gibi birbirine yapışmıştı. Vücutlarımız arzudan yanıp kavruluyordu. Her tarafımı yalıyor, öpüyor ve izmit anal yapan escort kokluyordu. Sanki sikişmeye yeni başlamıştık. Sanki on dakika önce beni götten sikerken bağıra bağıra boşalan biz değildik… Bacaklarımı ayırıp sikini amıma sokmak istediğinde, siki amıma girmekte zorlanıyordu. Amım boşalmalarımdan dolayı kurumuştu. “Şimdi sulanır merak etme.” dedi ve belimin altına ceketini koydu, başladı amımı yalamaya. Klitorisimi emdikçe ben zevkten bağırıyordum, çığlıklar atıyordum. Nasıl olsa sesimizi duyan olamazdı. Yedinci kattaydık ve kos-koca işmerkezinde bizden başka kimse yoktu. Herşeyde özgürdük. Ben zevkten inleyip bağırdıkça, Mert de “İşte bu! Kadın dediğin sikişirken altında yılan gibi kıvranacak, inleyecek bağıracak!” diyordu. Amım hafiften nemlenince, ayaklarımı omuzunun üstüne yerleştirdi, bacaklarımdan çekerek amımı sikine iyice yanaştırdı. Sikini amımın dudakları arasında bir ileri bir geri gezdirmeye başladı, sikinin kafasını amımın deliğine değdirip geri çekiyordu. Amım öylesine sulanmıştı ki, sanki amımı diliyle yalıyormuş gibi zevk almaya başladım ve inleyerek “Hadi…” dedim ve sikini amıma sokmasını bekledim. Mert ise duraksadı ve “Hadi, ne?” diye sordu. Ne demek istediğimi bal gibi de anlamıştı, ama benden müstehcen sözler kullanmamı bekliyordu. “Benden yapmamı istediğin şeyi açıkça söyle.” diyordu. Ben de ne isterse onu yapıyor onu söylüyordum, altında inleyerek “Amımı sikmeni istiyorum.” dedim. Bütün bunları nasıl söyleyebiliyordum ve dahası nasıl yapabiliyordum bilmiyorum, ama bedenimi ona teslim etmiştim seviştikce vücudum acaip gevşiyordu… Ben bunları düşünürken, sikini amıma öyle bir soktu ki, ben resmen bir hayvan gibi böğürdüm. Sikini amıma sokuyor çıkarıyor ve bana inlemeyle karışık müstehcen sözler söylüyordu. Sikini amıma kökledikçe benim iniltilerim daha da çoğalıyor ve ofisin duvarlarında yankılanıyordu. Arada bir duracakmış gibi yapıyor ve “Söyle orospu, seni sikmemi istiyormusun? Bırakalım istersen?” deyip benimle oynuyordu. Ben de “Hayır, durma! Sikmeye devam et! Ne olursun sik beni!” diye ona yalvardıkça o bundan büyük zevk alıyordu ve daha sert ve hızlı sikiyordu. Artık ikmizin de haykırısları ve iniltileri değişmişti, resmen hayvanlar gibi sesler çıkarıyorduk. Hareketleri daha da sertleşmişti, artık sikini tamamen içimde hissediyorum. O kökledikçe ben inliyordum, ben inledikçe o köklüyordu. Hareketleri hızlandıkça taşaklarının amıma çarpma sesleri gelmeye başladı. Birlikte “Evet evet, çok güzel, harika, ohhhh, yes, yes…” sesleriyle aynı anda sarsıla sarsıla boşaldık ve birbirimize kenetlendik… Mert’le ilk sikişmemiz işte böyle oldu. Daha sonra Mert’le evlendik ve sikişmelerimiz halen aynı hızla devam ediyor… Düşünüyorum da, iyi ki o gün halletmem gereken çok dosya varmış, iyi ki Mert bana yardım etmek için kalmış, ve iyi ki mesai bitimini kaçırmışız ve akşam pasajın kapıları kilitlenmiş…

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