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When I got home, I couldn’t believe how hot it was. The heat was stifling. It blasted me when I opened the door. I checked the thermometer. I adjusted the temperature. Nothing happened. I put on a thin white tank top and very short shorts trying to get a little cooler. I opened all the windows to get a little relief from the heat.

I found the phone book and began my search. I called the first number that I came across in the air conditioner repair section. Within an hour a repairman was at my door.

I thanked him for coming so quickly. As soon as he stepped into my house he realized I was not exaggerating about this being an emergency. I immediately went to work.

It wasn’t long before his shirt was soaked with sweat. He asked if it would be okay to take his shirt off. Of course I said it would be okay. He had a very nice body. I let my eyes take in the cut of his abdominal muscles and his chest. I was getting hotter just looking at him. I made two glasses of ice cold lemonade hoping that would help cool me down. I offered him a glass. He said he was just about done and if it was alright he was going to stick around to make sure the air was working properly. I agreed that would be a good idea.

We had a seat on the couch. We talked while sipping our drinks. The air was getting cooler but it was still very warm. I hadn’t realized that my shirt was sticking to my skin. My breasts were perfectly outlined in this shirt. As we talked, I began to suck on my ice. I took a piece of ice and rubbed it along my jaw and down my neck. He shifted on the couch. I didn’t realize how sensual this appeared. As the ice melted, the water dripped down the front of my shirt. Now, my full breasts were clearly showing through the thin top. I realized why he hadn’t been very attentive to the conversation for the last few minutes.

He was a very sexy man. It was fun watching him squirm trying to hide his erection. I excused myself as I got up and walked to my bedroom. I removed my shirt and shorts and stretched out on the bed. I called out and told him I thought there was a problem with the vent. I heard him walking down the hall. The expression on his face was pure lust. I told him I had to get those sweaty clothes off because it was so Gaziantep Olgun Escort hot. I asked him to bring over the cup of ice in his hand.

As he walked to the bed, I reached out and felt his hard-on. He gave me a little smile and leaned down to kiss me. At first, he was a little tentative. But, when I reached up and grabbed his neck, his lips devoured mine. The kiss was very passionate.

I let my hand trail down his chest as I rolled over on my stomach. I quickly unfastened his pants and slid them down. I wrapped my fingers around his hard cock. I lightly squeezed his balls with my other hand. I looked up into his eyes as he moaned.

I smiled as I touched the tip of his cock with my tongue. I gently kissed his hard-on from the tip to the base. As I slowly reached the tip of his cock, I flicked my tongue over it several times. I felt his hands grab my hair and pull my head down on his cock. His hard cock slowly slides in my mouth. He moans again. I move my mouth up and down his cock.

He slides his hands down my back. I feel his strong hands massaging my muscles. His hands continue down to my butt. He grabs my ass hard. I continue sliding his cock in and out of my mouth. Suddenly, he slaps my ass hard. My hips rise off the bed as if a bolt of lightning shot through my body. I sucked harder on his cock. He continues slapping my ass. Each time my hips rise off the bed.

My tanned butt began turning a deep shade of red. My mouth moves up and down his cock faster. He grabs the cup of ice. He takes a piece of ice and rubs it on my beaten flesh. The sudden cold to my hot flesh causes me to moan with pleasure. This causes great pleasure for him because this tickles his cock.

His hands then move again to my head. His fingers entangles with my hair. He pulls my head toward him. He thrusts his cock deeper in my mouth until it touches the back of my throat. The sensations are overwhelming for him. He thrusts faster and faster in my mouth. His legs begin to shake as he moans loudly and he explodes. His cum fills my mouth and throat.

He relaxes his grip on my head. I let his cock slide out of my mouth. He lies down on the bed next to me. His breathing slowly returns to normal. He reaches over and gently rubs my back and down to the recently abused flesh on my ass. Then, I feel his lips on my skin. He gently kisses his way down my back. I feel his hands rubbing up and down the outside of my legs. I feel his tongue tracing circles on my buttocks.

He got up on his knees and sat across the back of my legs. Though his cock is only semi-erect, I feel it pushing against my ass. He leans down and kisses the back of my neck. This is very arousing. I push my hips back against him. He continues his kisses on my neck and across the back of my shoulders. This feels so good; I can’t keep my hips still. I continue to push my ass against his cock. I can feel him growing harder against me.

He then moves beside me. He takes a piece of ice and traces it down my spine and further down between my cheeks. I gasp at the cold sensation. He then rolls me over. He kisses me. His lips follow along my jaw line then to my neck. He takes a piece of ice and traces my collar bone with it, followed by his kisses. He traces my full breast with the ice in circles, constantly moving inward until it reaches my nipple. He holds it against my hard nipple for a moment. Then, I feel his hot mouth on my nipple. He gently bites and sucks on my nipple. My hips and legs can’t seem to be still.

While his mouth continued the slow torture of my breast, I felt his hand move down to my leg. First, his hand slowly moved down the outside, then, slowly up the inside of my thigh. As his hand moved up he could feel the dampness and the heat coming from my body. His fingers touched my clit. It felt like a rocket was ignited in my body. I felt his finger slide inside of me. I was so wet. He turned his hand to deepen the penetration while his thumb rubbed my clit. My hips pushed against his hand. His mouth continued to maul my breast.

He took another piece of ice and slid it from my breast downward over my stomach. He then slid it over my pussy lips. I gasped at the coldness. He rubbed it over my clit. Then, I felt him slide it inside of me. It melted almost instantly. I’m so hot for him. I reached for his cock. I grasp it with my long fingers. I stroke his balls. I hear him moan. His fingers continue to move in and out of me. I feel his cock growing harder in my hand. His thumb rubs against my clit. My hips buck wildly against his hand. I can’t take it anymore. I tell him I want him to fuck me.

His cock slides out of my grasp as he positions himself between my legs. I feel his hips grind against mine. He looks into my eyes, and then his lips brushed against mine. That was only adding fuel to the fire. It ignited my passion. I wrapped my arms around his neck and guided his lips back to mine. My mouth hungrily devoured his. I felt his kiss burning on my lips.

I raised my legs and felt his hard cock pushing against me. I wanted his cock inside of me. He shifted his weight. I inhaled sharply as I felt his big, hard cock enter me. I was so wet that he thrust all the way in. While his cock was deep inside of me, his hips grinded against mine. This put pressure on my clit. My legs began to quiver as the wave of a small orgasm hit me. My muscles tightened around his cock.

He waited until he felt my muscles relax, then, he began to move slowly in and out of me. His cock felt so good inside of me. He gently kissed me again. Then, he raised his head and gave a sly smile. He leaned back on his knees. He pulled my hips against him. His hands covered my breasts. He pinched my nipples hard. I moaned with pleasure as he plunged harder and harder inside of me. He reached down with one hand and held my leg so he could thrust deeper inside of me.

My hips began to move against him. I wanted to feel every inch of his big, hard cock plunging into my hot, wet hole. He turned me on my side. My ankle rested on his shoulder as he straddled my other leg. This change of position changed the depth of penetration. My hips backed against his as he fucked me faster and faster. My breathing became ragged as an orgasm ripped through my body. My legs began to shake as my muscles clamped down on his cock. This was more than he could bear. He grunted loudly and pulled me hard against him as he exploded. I felt the hot blast of his cum inside of me. His pulsating cock caused my orgasm to become more intense.

He collapsed in my arms. It took several minutes before our breathing became more regular. We were covered with sweat. Neither of us knew if it was because of the air conditioning of the heat we generated. I think I might have him come back tomorrow just to make sure everything is working correctly.

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Corrupting The Golden Boy Ch. 03

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I tossed and turned in bed that night thinking that at that moment it was possible that John and Tara were having sex. My own best friend and my sister getting it on! It was pissing me off more and more. I couldn’t get the picture of Tara having her long legs wrapped around John’s waist and begging for his cock. She should be begging for my cock!

I looked at the clock on my nightstand and it read 1:15 A.M. I groaned and began to rub my cock over my boxers slowly. It’d been a while since I had been able to have my cock in a girl’s pussy. I needed Doreen but I knew it was impossible because secretly I kept aching for Tara. Was I falling in love with my baby sister? No way!

The ringing of the telephone startled me. I wondered who could be calling so late at night. I turned on my lamp and saw the call was coming from John’s house on the caller ID.

“Hello?” I answered weakly.

“Aidan!” I heard Tara whisper.

“Tara?”

“Yes it’s me. Listen could you pick me up from John’s house? We were messing around and well he got too drunk now he’s passed out. Please!”

“I told you he was nothing but trouble Tara.”

“Yes I know but come on I need to get home!”

I sighed. “Fine. I’ll be there in a few minutes.”

I grabbed a t-shirt, slipped on my blue jeans and shoes. I quietly stepped out the house and got in my truck to pick Tara up. I stepped out of the house as quietly as I could hoping my parents wouldn’t wake up. I drove off into the night feeling furious. I didn’t know if it was because Tara didn’t listen to me about John or that she had actually admit to me that she’d messed around with him.

I arrived at John’s house a few minutes later. The house was dark and it felt almost a bit creepy. I slowly walked to the door ringing the doorbell. No one was answering and I was getting more worried. I knocked on the door and the door slowly flew open as if it had been left opened. I walked in the house trying to feel my way around since it was so dark.

“Tara?” I called out nervously.

No response.

“Tara?” I called out again.

Nothing.

I kept walking feeling now scared that maybe John had did something to my sister. I heard a noise and jumped up gasping for air. The lights went on and there stood Tara completely naked with John standing behind her with his arms wrapped around my sister. I made a fist but tried to keep my cool.

“What the fuck?” I yelled out.

Tara giggled. “Hey bro. Care to join us?”

I almost choked. “W-what? Tara, are you crazy?”

John kissed her neck and looked at me. “Yeah she said she wouldn’t do anything with me unless you joined in. Now come on dude!”

I was shocked but yet so turned on. I couldn’t believe Tara wanted to have a threesome with my best friend and me. I stood frozen not knowing how to respond. A part of me wanted to do it but a part of me didn’t want to share my sexy sister with someone else. I didn’t respond and just stood there looking at them both. Tara escaped John’s embrace and walked over to me. She put her hands on my face and smiled.

“Mmm I want you. You haven’t fucked me yet bro,” she whispered.

I felt my cock harden and she put her arms around me pulling me closer to her. John was completely naked as well and his cock was hard.

“Kiss me Aidan,” Tara begged.

I leaned down to kiss my sister. We shared a hot and intimate kiss while my best friend watched. I felt Tara pulling at my shirt as if she was trying to take it off. I pulled away from her and voluntarily removed my shirt. Tara held me again and we continued to kiss like lovers. As we kissed my hands roamed down to Tara’s breasts. With my fingers, I began to twist and pinch her hard nipples. She moaned into our kiss letting me know how much she was enjoying herself.

“Take off your pants,” she muttered.

I trailed kisses down her neck and quickly got a chance to lick her nipples. I stood back and took off my shoes and pants. I was hesitant to take off my boxers but then I just took a deep breath and took them off. She blushed looking at my hard on. Tara turned to look at John and waved for him to come over to us. John moved towards us and began to run kisses down Tara’s back. Tara looked at me with her eyes full of lust. I leaned down to kiss her again. It was a hard kiss with our tongues slithering violently in each other’s mouths. My hand slid down ready to finger my sister but I felt almost jealous since I felt John’s finger already buried deep inside my sister’s pussy. Gaziantep Genç Escort I leaned down more and put my mouth on one of Tara’s nipples sucking on it. John having his finger inside my sister’s pussy didn’t stop me. I too began to slide my finger inside of Tara. John looked at me and I at him. We gave each other a look of competition.

Tara moaned loudly as our fingers moved in and out of her drenched cunt. I kept taking turns sucking on her nipples and kissing her. John lightly spanked her ass and kept fingering her as well. Tara was in pure bliss enjoying her body being pleased by two males. My best friend and I continued to finger fuck my sister feeling her juices ooze out of her little pussy.

“Ooh yes! Faster guys, faster! I’m going to cum!” Tara shrilled.

I did as my sister begged and so did John. We were both thrusting our fingers up her pussy fast and hard. Tara tossed her head back and I watched her nipples get larger. She was beginning to cum. John pulled her hair back and planted a hard wet kiss on my sister’s lips. I saw and felt her body shaking violently. I kept my finger inside of her and felt her pussy squeeze it tightly.

“Hmmghghhhhh!” She kept moaning as John kissed her. I slipped my finger out and got on my knees. Lashing my tongue out I began to lick Tara’s pussy. I felt her almost jump up at the touch of my tongue between her legs. She broke the kiss with John and looked down at me, her own brother licking her pussy.

“Ahhhh fuck! Oh God yes! Lick my pussy! Taste me!” She moaned.

John looked and obviously didn’t want to miss out on my sister’s taste. He too got on his knees and began licking Tara’s pussy from behind. Tara’s legs were weak. She could barely keep herself standing up. Only the sound of John’s tongue and mine could be heard lapping up my sister’s juices. I kept my eyes on Tara’s excited face. Her eyes were filled with passion. I knew she was going to cum so hard.

I kept flicking my tongue on her swollen wet clit. She couldn’t keep still and I looked closely to see John’s tongue buried deep inside her fuck hole. I felt jealous I must admit. I kept shrugging off my jealous though; at that moment I wanted nothing else than to please my sister. My lips wrapped around her clit and she gasped for air. I could see her chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath. Her eyes closed and they fluttered while no sound came out of her mouth.

I felt her clit throbbing in my mouth and a rush of warm womanly juice oozed out of her. Her body trembled and I held on to her hips to keep her from falling.

“Ahhhhhoohhh! Yesssss! I’m c-cuming! Keep licking me!” She screamed out.

I licked her faster now and John kept pumping his tongue in my sister’s pussy. Tara’s body was breaking a sweat after her two hard orgasms. I got back up on my feet and was the first one to kiss Tara and let her taste her own juices in our kiss. She drank up her own juices as we kissed so passionately that we almost forgot John was even there. John cleared his throat and Tara broke our kiss to make out with him. I watched my best friend and my sister kissing and that’s where it hit me.

I didn’t want any other guy kissing Tara. I wanted to be the only one. I was losing my mind! Was I actually in love with my sister? No I couldn’t be! It was wrong! Damnit she made me fall in love with her!

Tara and John were sharing a deep and wet kiss. I could see their tongues swirling into each other’s mouths. Tara’s hand was stroking John’s cock very slowly. I couldn’t take that. I began to get dressed and Tara noticed. She broke the kiss and narrowed her eyes at me.

“What are you doing?”

“I’m leaving. You two have fun. I’m not into group sex!” I snapped.

“No you’re not leaving Aidan. You can’t leave otherwise-“

“Otherwise I don’t give a fuck what you do or say Tara. I’ve had enough,” I cut her off and once I had my clothes back on I left. I left with a broken heart knowing my sister and my best friend would probably have sex with or without me.

I got home that night and went to sleep or at least tried to sleep. I didn’t get to hear what time Tara had gotten home or if she even came come.

* * *

The next day I woke up around noon. The house seemed quiet. Tara was the first thought on my mind. I kept hoping she hadn’t slept with John. I didn’t want her to sleep with any other guy ever again. She belonged to me.

I got up, showered and slipped on a t-shirt and shorts. I was about to head downstairs when I passed my parents bedroom and heard the TV going. I stopped and peered into the room. Tara was there watching the video of me and Doreen. My heart sank. I knew she would tell my father. She was pissed about last night but I didn’t care. I was in love with her and I had to do what I did.

She quickly turned to see me and she smiled wickedly. “Well now, I guess tonight I tell Dad about you and that slut.”

I felt so hurt that my own sister would try to do that to me. “You’re going to do it after all aren’t you Tara? You must really hate me. I thought it was a love-hate relationship but I see it’s all hate.”

Tara’s eyes showed no remorse. “All you had to do was be my sex toy and last night you really screwed up bro. Now you must pay for not obeying me.”

“Obeying you? I’m no slave Tara. I’m your brother. Your own flesh and blood. It’s so wrong of you to do this to me. I could never do anything like this to you. I wouldn’t hurt you for anything in the world.”

Tara turned off the tape and took it out of the VCR. She held it in her hand and laughed. “Well you and I aren’t alike Aidan. You’re such a good two shoes and I’m tired of Mom and Dad thinking you never do anything wrong. Well now they’ll have proof that you make mistakes.”

“Is that what this is about? Just trying to teach me a lesson? Tara that is very low. You know what? I don’t care if you show Dad the tape. I’m leaving this house for good. I don’t need to be around an uncaring sister who will do nothing but try to hurt me.”

With that, I began to walk out the room and Tara ran to grab my arm. I pulled away and turned to look at her with watery eyes.

“Aidan I’m sorry. Please don’t leave. I didn’t want that. I just wanted to….I just….I’ve been so in love with you and this was a way to be able to be with you.”

I raised an eyebrow and shook my head. “In love with me? Yeah right. You call this love? I don’t think so. I’m leaving.”

She stopped me once again and held the tape up. “You doubt that I love you? Here, does this prove that I do?” She began to pull the tape out and cut it. I stood there in shock watching her destroy the evidence that could have ruined my father’s trust in me.

Her eyes were now filling with tears. I had to hold her. I had to love her the right way. I walked closer to her and put my arms around her. She cried softly. “I’m so sorry. I don’t want to see you leave. I love you.”

“I love you too sis. You made me realize how much you mean to me.”

She looked up at me and reached up to kiss me. Our lips met instantly and our tongues met. This kiss felt so different. More intense, more passionate. I embraced her little body and pressed her hard against me. I didn’t want to let her go. Her kisses excited me, and her beautiful naked body made my heart race.

“God I love you! Aidan I’m sorry for being such a bitch to you. I’m so sorry!” Tara said with a trembling little voice.

“If this hadn’t happened, we wouldn’t be like this. I’m glad you did what you did to show me that love exists between. Not just sibling love but a lot more.”

Tara smiled and I wiped a tear from her face. She looked ashamed for what she’d done but I didn’t want her to feel that way. “Hey beautiful, it’s OK. It’s the past. I don’t believe you’d ever hurt me Tara. I know you care about me like I care about you.”

“I didn’t do anything with John last night if you must know. John understood so he drove me home. He was left with blue balls but he was still a gentleman.”

I laughed. “You are something else Tara. You are so beautiful, intelligent and witty. I love you sis.”

Tara took a quick look at my parent’s bed and smiled. “We never got to make love Aidan.”

I felt my heart pounding. “Y-yes I know.”

Tara was wearing a short blue and white spaghetti strap summer dress and slip on sandals. She got out of her sandals and moved back. She let the straps of her dress fall off her shoulders and I just watched with a growing hard on as my sister began to get naked. Her little dress quickly fell of her beautiful body. She was wearing no bra only a pair of baby blue lacey panties. I felt my breath go short.

“You’re so….amazing sis,” I barely managed to say.

She held her arms out to me and I rushed towards her like a mad man and lifted her up. She squealed and laughed softly. “Mmmm yes. Take me bro. I want you to make love to me right here in our parents bed where we were conceived.”

I groaned and lay my sister on my parents king sized bed. She lay there looking up at me. I took off my t-shirt and shorts until I was completely naked. My cock was hard and ready to be inside of my sister. I kept wondering how tight Tara was. Tara spread her legs and I could see the wetness of her juices seeping out through her panties. She wanted my cock! Oh God my own sweet little sister wanted me to put my cock in her! I leaned down to kiss her thighs and I could smell her scent. It was the scent of a woman in heat.

“I’m so ready to be inside of you Tara,” I whispered looking at her.

Tara bit her lower lips and raised her hips up inviting me to take her panties off. I reached down and pulled her panties down getting a great view of her sexy shaven pussy. She was so wet and ready for me. I got on the bed with my sister and gave her a deep long wet kiss before I put my cock inside of her.

“Get in me now! Aidan I need you!” She hissed.

I positioned my cock aiming it right to my sister’s opening. The head went in first and I heard her moan loudly. She felt so tight and incredibly warm. My cock slipped in easily since she was so wet. I began to move in and out of my sister slowly at first letting her get adjusted to my cock. Her eyes met with mine and we kissed some more. We moaned into each other’s kiss and I could feel her wrap her legs around me, pulling closer and deeper inside of her.

“Hmmmgghhh! Oooh go faster! Fuck me Aidan!” Tara shrilled.

I was now pumping my sister’s pussy faster. My balls were slapping on her pussy and only our moans of pleasure could be heard in the room.

“You feel so good baby. You’re so tight Tara. I want to cum in you.”

She looked at me with a serious face. “Cum in me. I’m on the pill. Do it Aidan. Let me feel your cum shoot inside of me! Make the fantasy I’ve had all of my life come true!”

I felt my balls swelling up again with cum. Tara just felt so damn good and she kept squeezing my cock with her pussy gripping it tightly intentionally wanting to milk my cock.

“You want me to explode in you sis? You want my cum?”

She moaned more. “Yes! I want it Aidan. You’ll be the first guy to ever be able to cum in me!”

That being said got me going even more. I felt my cock twitching and knew I was about to cum. I leaned down to kiss Tara again and I felt a hard shot of cum shoot out of my cock. I felt Tara shudder but then she kissed me even harder.

“MMmgghhhhhh! Arrrhhhhhh!” I was cumming so hard, that I thought I could never stop.

“I feel it! Aidan I feel you shooting in me!” Tara screamed and then her body tightened as she came on my cock. We came together as lovers would. Her pussy clenched my cock and she trembled underneath me.

“Oooh Aidan I’m cumming! I’m cumming on your cock!”

After slowly recovering from our intense orgasms, my cock softened inside of my sister’s pussy and I slid it out. I lay next to Tara and caressed her beautiful face. It was the most wonderful moment of my life. I couldn’t think of any other girl I’d love to be with than my own sister.

“God that was incredible! Aidan you fucked me so good!” Tara purred.

I kissed her lips softly. “It was so beautiful. I love you so much.”

She looked into my eyes and sighed. “I love you too.”

* * *

After everything that happened, Tara and I became lovers. The next few days we spent almost every waking moment together stealing kisses from one another when our parents were home.

One afternoon while we were in her room kissing, we heard a knock on our door. It was our mother looking at us very suspiciously. Mom was a tall and slender 42-year-old woman. She was quite beautiful, an older version of Tara.

“Mom?” I asked trying to get an answer from her.

“Aidan, Tara. Come with me please.” She said sternly.

We both walked with her feeling nervous She led us to her room and on the TV there it was. It was a tape of Tara and I making love. I felt my heart sink and I saw Tara’s eyes full of fear.

“Now can you two explain this? I found this here since you’re father and I have camera’s for burglars.” Mom said in a serious tone.

“Mom I-I…” Tara stammered.

“Oh you nasty girl. Doing your own brother? Did we not teach you morals in this home? You two should be ashamed of yourself. Just wait until your father finds out.”

“No Mom please don’t tell him!” Tara begged.

“Mom let’s talk about this,” I said.

Mom looked at Tara and I and laughed. “I have a better idea. I won’t say a word but you two will be my own personal sex toys. How about that? Would you two like that?”

The End.

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If you have not read Chapter 1, please read it first so you understand what is happening.

If you are looking for a quick jerk and a lot of sex this is probably not for you. There is no actual intercourse in this chapter, although there is sexual activity. This is an exploration of an extremely shy young man who is taken advantage of by senior cheerleaders, and the resultant fallout. I am listing this as First Time, although there are strong elements of Non-Consent/Reluctance and Exhibitionism verging on Group Sex. Because it has more than one part I wanted to keep it consistent in my categorizing. All participants are 18 years of age.

I could not believe my boldness! Two hours ago I couldn’t even get a word out in front of these girls, even when they were taking advantage of me. I struggled and tried to get away, of course, but I couldn’t get a word out. It was not until Sally had finished jacking me off and I was so angry, that my anger overcame my shyness and I told them off and threatened them with charges of rape. Now here they were, four nude girls standing in front of me, with another girl without her cheer sweater, wearing the cutest lace bra, waiting for me to take their picture.

They were all fidgeting and uncomfortable, with their hands fluttering about, wanting desperately to cover themselves, but that was part of the deal. They couldn’t cover up if they didn’t want charges filed, or at least a call to the Cheer Sponsor at the school, and suspension and possible expelling. The photo of them all nude together was to be certain no word of what had been done got out. I have been teased and mocked since Kindergarten for my shyness, and I was not going to take them making fun of my inability to protest as they heaped on me the greatest embarrassment of my life.

I derived no satisfaction from embarrassing and humiliating them. I would much have preferred to be seeing my first naked girl because we liked each other and were enjoying each other’s company, but I knew that was very unlikely to happen. I was already feeling the rage dissipate and along with it was having trouble making myself speak, but I forced myself to overcome my shyness.

It was happenstance that Tracy was the last to disrobe under my assistance, but as Sally had been the ringleader and had been first, and the first girl I ever saw nude, I thought it poetic justice that I had disrobed Tracy, and felt her up some in the process, because she was the one who actually pulled my shorts off, and exposed me to Marissa.

I had been silently watching Marissa all year since she transferred to our school from the Catholic girl’s school. To be exposed and humiliated in front of the one I secretly had a bit of a crush on had been the last straw.

I arranged Marissa in the middle, with Tricia and Tracy on either side, and then Sally and Jessica on the ends. “Smile for me. Look like you are having fun. You are having fun, aren’t you?”

Tears still streaked faces, and a grimace would be closer to the look I was given than would be a smile. Sally, in particular had become resigned to her state, and was slowly becoming more comfortable with her nudity. Tracy was still unsure, particularly since I had done the disrobing, and had felt her as no other guy had ever done. Of course, the others knew they had that coming as well. I took a couple of shots of the girls standing together and lowered the camera.

Ginny was still over on the steps sitting and watching the action. She being my twin and closest confidant was still angry over what they had done to me. “I think maybe you should take some individual shots, Jimmy. Who knows, maybe one of them will spill the beans, and it wouldn’t be fair to punish all of them, now would it? Maybe they would like to do some more provocative poses for you?”

Jessica gasped, “I don’t think so. This is bad enough. How do I know he won’t put it out on the internet or something?”

Ginny got up from the steps and walked over and got in her face. “You are the ones who humiliated my brother, knowing how shy he is. What did he ever do to you? He has always been nice to you, even though you have made his life a living hell all these years. When is the last time you ever saw him doing anything mean to anybody?”

“We didn’t mean anything bad about it.” Tears were starting to flow again. “We just were teasing him.”

“Maybe you should consider then that he doesn’t ‘mean anything bad about it,’ that he is just ‘teasing’ you. You know Jimmy better than that! Has he ever done anything to hurt anyone?” When no one responded she jumped back into attack mode. “Well, has he?”

Again tears were flowing as they all shook their heads. “I know for a fact Jimmy has always kind of had a crush on each of you at one time or another, but was too shy to say anything. Maybe if instead of constantly teasing him and put him on the defensive, you might have gotten to know him a little better and found out what a wonderful guy he really is.” I’m really Gaziantep Mutlu Son Escort embarrassed to write that, but I didn’t say it, she did, and it is the truth, well at least the part of getting to know me is.

Jessica stepped out of the line and walked over to me and gave me a hug. WOW! Is all I can say. My first hug from a girl, and she was nude! “I’m sorry for the way I’ve treated you, Jimmy. I didn’t mean anything by it, really. Can you forgive me?”

The shyness was back, completely. I couldn’t get out a word. I just shook my head yes and hugged her back before stepping quickly away. My cock had been mostly hard, but it had instantly gone to full mast as soon as I felt her naked body against mine. “Are you going shy on me again?” she asked with a smile, but for once it was an honest, for real smile. “I’m the one who is naked. I should be the one who is shy.” I smiled back, for the first time a real smile back, not feeling pushed in a corner or belittled. I opened my arms to her and stepped back into another hug. She could feel my hard cock against her belly, and she giggled. “I think you like this,” as she pressed against me.

I could only nod. I remembered a part of the agreement was that I could do anything with them that I wanted to, but suddenly the need to get even, to retaliate for the humiliation was gone. Instead, I was overwhelmed by the feeling of a girl in my arms, one who put herself there, and the indescribably soft feeling of her skin in my hands. Involuntarily they started to roam up and down her back, caressing and making love to her. Not sexual love, but just expressing love for another being. The feeling was so exquisite. How something could be so soft, yet so firm.

I had felt some of the same feelings while disrobing Tracy, but with Jessica already nude, and in my arms the feeling was multiplied. I slid my hands up and down her sides, feeling the swell of her breasts and down to her hips, then around to caress her ass and the crease between her ass and her legs, and back up again, then to slowly sweep my hands across the back of her shoulders into another embrace.

“That’s nice,” she whispered. “Please don’t be shy.” Jessica drew her head back from my cheek and looked me in the eyes. “We really do like you.”

I reluctantly released her and stepped back, trying to decide what to do. I had made them all strip, but now with the drive to humiliate gone I almost felt badly. On the other hand, as an eighteen year old guy with four nude girls before me, and another there wearing a short cheer skirt and a lacy bra, I had other drives going. I sat down on the couch and looked at them. Ginny was there with us also, but Ginny was always there for me. I don’t know what I would have done if I didn’t have Ginny. Of course, she was dressed. She was my sister.

“I really don’t know what to do,” I mumbled. “At first I was mad, and I just wanted to get even, to humiliate you, like I felt humiliated, but that just isn’t who I am. Come sit down. In fact, you can get dressed now if you want to. We’ll call it even.” I don’t know if it was my inherent shyness or my low self-image, but I was really starting to feel down, and just wanted to go away.

Sally walked over to the couch and sat down next to me and slipped her arm around my waist. “Jimmy, you are a nice guy. We did you wrong, and you still are a nice guy. Now you are really making me feel guilty.” She kissed me on the cheek and put her other arm around me. For the second time in just a few minutes I was getting a hug from a nude girl. The feeling of her breasts pressed against my arm far transcended the way they felt the first time when she had her sweater on.

My cock was still paying attention, but with the changes in emotion in me was starting to go down. Sally looked down and realized my feelings. Tricia sat down on my other side and also put her arms about me. “I’m really so sorry, Jimmy. How can I really make it up to you?”

Sally laid her head on my shoulder and whispered in my ear, “Please, Jimmy, don’t feel down. We don’t want you to get even, but we want to make it up to you. Let us do something for you to make you feel good. I know you have thought about things you want to do with a girl. Tell us what they are and let us make them come true for you tonight. We will never have another chance like this.”

I hung my head down and squeezed my eyes closed. There was no way I could tell them what I wanted to do with them. No way could I ever speak such things to a girl! I blushed deeply as I sat there. Jessica moved over and knelt at my feet, putting her hands on my upper thighs and squeezing them gently. “Don’t be shy, Jimmy. We are here for you. Let us make it up to you, please. If we get dressed and leave you now we will feel guilty the rest of our lives. For our sake, if not for yours, please let us do something for you.”

Tracy also moved over and knelt down by Jessica. “When you were taking my clothes off you were caressing my skin, and it felt wonderful. No other guy has ever made it feel so nice. You acted like you wanted more than just a quick feel-up and to get a hand job or a blow job. You made me feel like you valued ME. I, who had wronged you so badly, and you acted like my skin was a treasure. If you would like it I want you to feel my body any way you want to. Please?” She took one of my hands and placed it on her left breast. Her nipple was in the palm of my hand, and it felt divine.

My feelings were convoluted. I had the equivalent of a gourmet feast spread out in front of me, but I was afraid of myself, like I didn’t deserve it. “When you took my nipple in your mouth I thought I was going to cum in my panties, she said. “I’ve only gone that far with a couple of guys, and they just wanted to grab them and suck on the quickly, but you caressed my nipple with your tongue. Did you like it? You acted like you did. Did you notice how wet I was when you slid your hands up my legs and brushed my pussy? Nobody ever did that before. Nobody ever saw it before. I wasn’t feeling sexy, but you made me feel sexy and desirable. Would you do that again, for me, if not for you?”

I slowly lifted my head, my eyes moist with conflicting emotions. Oh how I wanted to take advantage of the situation, but I was afraid. I started to say “Let it go,” but then Marissa walked over and stood directly behind Jessica, and directly in front of me.

“I feel like I’m not being fair to the other girls. They were trying to be nice to me, since I’ve never seen a penis before tonight.” She reached behind her back and unzipped her skirt. “I think it’s only fair I participate in the punishment as well.”

Her panties were lacy, just like her bra, and I could see just a hint of her pubic hair through them as her skirt dropped to the floor. She was blushing deeply as she reached behind her back again and released her bra. “I’ve never even been seen in my underwear before.”

“Marissa, you don’t have to do this.”

“I want to. No, that isn’t true. I’m terrified to do this, but I agree with Jessica. I feel so badly about how we have treated you.” She let her bra drop to the floor and I was stuck speechless at the sight. She had the cutest puffy nipples!

Whenever I looked at porn and saw a girl with puffies I always thought they were the best. I was overwhelmed by them. All I could think of was how good they would feel in my mouth. I know my eyes widened when I saw them, and she became very self-conscious. “I know they aren’t pretty like the other girls. I never let anyone see them, even the girls. They’re weird.”

“Weird? What are you talking about? They are beautiful! I love puffies!”

Ginny piped up. “You can believe him, Marissa. He forgot to log out of the computer one night, and I found it. He has dozens of pictures of girls with puffy nipples on it. Good thing I found it instead of Mom, hmmh?”

“Wow! Thanks, Ginny.” I was blushing crimson again.

“Do you really like them, Jimmy. You aren’t just trying to be nice, are you?” Her breasts were a nice B-cup, and the areolas were a light brown, just a little bigger than a quarter, and puffed out at least half an inch, before being crowned by a nice nipple. They were just begging to be sucked!

“Marissa, they are wonderful! They are just made to be sucked on and . . . .” Suddenly I realized what I was saying and my voice stopped and the blood flooded my face. I dropped my face into my hands, so totally embarrassed. I raised my head and looked up when I felt something soft and warm press against the back of my hand.

“Would you like to try them?” Marissa had stepped between me and Jessica somehow, and it was her nipple brushing against my hand. “Would you also do me the honor of removing my panties. I feel like I owe you that much.”

“No, you don’t owe me anything,” I managed to whisper.

“I feel like I do, and I really want you to be the first one to see me.” I couldn’t refuse her offer of her nipples. This was indeed a dream come true. I reached out to her and put my hands on her tiny waist, drawing her just a couple of inches closer to me, just enough to open my mouth and gently caress the most beautiful tits I’ve seen with my tongue and lips.

Nirvana!

Marissa moaned when I sucked it into my mouth and the nipple touched the back of my throat, especially when I swallowed. “My panties. Take off my panties,” she moaned. “I want it to be all the way like the other girls.”

My fingers seemed to find their way on their own into the waistband of her panties and I slipped them down off her hips and down to her knees, where they fell to the floor.

I didn’t let her nipple out of my mouth as I looked down to see her pubic hair, which was trimmed neatly, and edged to be covered by her bikini, but was otherwise all there. I ran the fingers of one hand through her curly hairs and down to the beginning of her slit and onto her outer lips, which were rapidly swelling as I continued to lave her nipple with my tongue. As I pulled my hand back out from between her legs I let one finger trail along her slit, collecting moisture, and I drew a gasp from her as my finger crossed the prominent knob at the front.

Sally whispered in my ear, “That was hot! I’m almost wishing you hadn’t said you wouldn’t fuck us! This isn’t punishment! You have to let us do something for you.” Her hand stole over to my cock and stroked it a time or two through my shorts. “Please? You have to have some fantasies. Now is your chance. We already agreed to let you touch us, or whatever, but you haven’t done it. What do you want us to do?”

I sat silent for a minute, and then I said. “Before tonight I had never seen a girl naked, either. It’s a lot different than looking at porn.” I blushed, again. “I want you all to sit on the edge of the couches, with your arms behind your backs, and spread your legs. I want to look at your pussies up close.” That brought a gasp from a couple of the girls.

“I don’t think I can do that,” said Tricia. “This is embarrassing enough, isn’t it?”

“Is it? I’m not holding you down and doing something forcibly to you, like you did to me.” I had started to soften in my attitude, but this angered me a little again.

“I’m sorry,” she said and hanged her head. “I guess not.” She got up and moved over to the couch and sat down on the edge. She spread her legs and leaned back on her hands. “Like this?”

I just nodded, I could not get a word out. The sight in front of me was far better than anything I had seen in pictures.

I waited a moment as the others sheepishly followed suit, and then I stepped between Tricia’s legs and got on my knees, to get an up close look at the first pussy I had really looked at. Since it was totally shaved I could see it easily enough. I put my hands on her thighs and slowly slid them higher and higher until I was at the junction of her legs and her pelvis. She was quivering at my touch.

I had already touched her sister’s pussy lightly when I removed her panties, but I wanted to do a more, now. I gently placed my thumb and first finger knuckle on her outer lips, which caused her to jump and start to close her legs. “You have to keep your legs open, and I get to touch. Remember?”

She nodded, not very happy with the situation, but she slowly opened her legs again, and pressing lightly on her pussy I opened the lips so I could see everything. With my other hand I reached a finger and traced the inside of her pussy, opening the inner lips and lightly pressed the tip of it into her vagina, but just to the first knuckle. I knew she was a virgin and I was afraid of hurting the hymen. She was wet, but I knew she wasn’t all that turned on yet. I pulled my finger out of her vagina and slid it forward to find her clitoris, hidden as it was. She gasped when I pressed on it lightly. I cupped her pussy in my hand as I stood to move over to her sister.

Tracy, being Tricia’s twin had a pussy just like her sister’s, except she had that tiny, thin landing strip pointing down to her slit. “Why the little landing strip? Isn’t it hard to do and keep straight?”

“That’s so a guy can find it in the dark,” she said. “That is if I ever let a guy down there.”

“I like it. It adds definition.” I played around with her pussy just a little bit, as I had with Tracy, but I found her to be wetter, whether carryover from earlier, or the situation was turning her on.

I moved to Jessica next, and found her sitting with her eyes closed tightly. “Open your eyes, Jessica, and look at me.” She did so, with a look of shame on her face. “What’s the matter?”

“No one has ever done anything like this to me before.”

“You didn’t seem worried about talking about showing me your panties when you were teasing me before.”

“But that was different. I was doing it then, and I was in control. And it wasn’t this much.”

“The shoe pinches when it’s on the other foot, doesn’t it?” She nodded, mute. “Does this give you an idea of what it’s like to be humiliated like I have been by you most of my life?”

“I promise I’ll never tease anyone, ever again.” Tears started to flow from her eyes as I knelt between her knees. I wasn’t trying to ‘get even,’ but if there was any satisfaction in punishing any of them it was here. Jessica had been probably the second biggest tormenter I had. Besides that, next to Marissa, she was the prettiest of them all, and I was enjoying her body.

Her sparse blond pussy hairs were trimmed only enough for her bikini, but were thin enough the lips were plainly visible. They were a little coarser than the hairs on her head, but still felt soft on my fingers as I combed through them. Her lips were nice and plump, and felt very nice when I slid my fingers over them. I cupped her pussy in my hand and gently squeezed and caressed it lightly, stroking it from back to front several times. Her breath hissed between her teeth as I stroked toward the front and I trailed a finger in the slit. Her outer lips were swelling noticeably with just the little bit of stimulus I was giving them, and I felt the warmth and moisture on my fingertip.

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This story is co-authored with Maurizio, a Literotican from Italy. It wouldn’t have been written without his ideas and drafts. Also, it wouldn’t have been submitted without being carefully revised by one very nice Literotica editor, lilsadie69. A big thank you to you both!

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It’s seven a.m. and in a couple of hours I have my audition for the new gay porn movie directed by Jessica Henstridge, a very attractive woman who directed gay porn movies for almost five years.

I absolutely want to be a part of it; it is a big dream for me. I did not sleep well last night due to my anxiety for this audition.

Now I am taking a shower. The warm water is raining down on me and I am thinking how the audition will be. Will she ask me to masturbate in front of her? Will she ask me to perform oral sex or even intercourse with other men just to see how I would do that? Or will she ask me to undress and stay naked only?

I am excited……. so very excited and my cock is about to explode. I take it in my hand and start stroking it slowly, with my other hand stroking over my body. I’m stroking over my strong chest, my flat belly, my butt and finally my balls. I increase the speed of my movement following the excitement I feel inside. I get out of the shower walking in front of the large mirror I have in my bathroom. I love watching myself in a mirror when I masturbate.

After some more minutes of stroking myself, I reach climax and I spurt my love juices over my stomach. I gather it with the palm of my hand and lick it slowly off tasting my own sperm. It’s almost eight a.m. I have breakfast and then it’s already time to leave.

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The room is large and on the walls are many pictures showing the actors of the movies Jessica Henstridge directed in erotic poses.Twenty more men are here for the same reason. I believe they need eight actors for four pairings.

I am excited because in a few minutes I will meet Jessica, this amazing woman who says herself that she can’t get enough of watching gay men having it off with themselves and that she gets aroused everytime she’s with the boys on set.

Yes, I am almost sure I will get a part because I want it so much. “I really want it..,” I think nervously.

“Mr. John Taylor is next,” says a young guy entering the room.

“Here I am” I reply.

“Follow me please.” he says.

I follow this young man of about 25 years of age. We enter another room where Jessica and her filming staff are sitting at a large desk.

I can feel Jessica staring at me while the guy next to her starts asking personal information from me.

“That’s enough, then,” Jessica suddenly commands. The room falls silent. “John, remove all of your clothes and get an erection please.”

Her voice is tough but also lovely. I start to get out of my shoes first, my T-shirt follows and then my jeans. I have on no underwear. Now I am completely naked in front of this beautiful woman. Because I am bi, I have no problems getting my cock erect. I stroke it and in less than a minute I am full hard.

Jessica stands, then slowly walks around me, examining every inch of my body and my genitals.

“Not bad indeed,” she says to her assistant who is also watching. He’s the guy who asked me all of the personal questions.

“Unfortunately, you are not circumcised although it is not a must. Anyway, I like the way your cock is shaped. At least it is fairly long. Are you able to maintain your erection for a long time?”

Feeling the eyes of Jessica and the young guy simultaneously on my naked body sends shivers of excitement down my spine and when I finally answer my voice can hardly be heard. “Yes……. I can keep my erection as long as I want, madam.”

“Call me Jessica, please.”

“Alright…….Jessica…….”

This incredible female director asks me to bend over and she starts examining my butt and genitals from behind.

“Very nice,” she murmurs. “Beautifully shaped, accurately shaved, exactly what we are looking for – by the way, would you prefer to be a top or a bottom?”

“A top, but I can be a bottom too,” I answer in a voice made husky with emotion.

Jessica allows me to stand again.

“So you’re a switch. That’s great, in this movie you will have to be a top because your partner is a true bottom. You have dark hair and he’s a blonde, therefore Gaziantep Escort İlanları I want to couple you both. Jeremy, show him the images of his partner.”

I stare at the photos with curiosity and I like a lot what I get to see. The man shown is a real beauty, with a hairless body, smooth skin and golden hair that comes down to his ears, and he has got the pretty, perfect face of a typical male model in a catalogue.

I start imagining myself fucking that guy in front of Jessica and I become hornier than before. I really look forward to play my part in this movie. To put my cock inside that blonde angel.

Just as I think of that, Jessica says: “His name is Joey, but we call him Angel. He’s a real cutie and everybody wants to sleep with him because he’s beautiful and gentle. But it’s me who takes care of him. He’s my favorite, and I decide with whom he fucks in front of the camera.”

“Yes madam…… I mean, Jessica.”

Jessica smiles. “You’re a handsome guy, too. You are just as shy as Angel. I guess you will get along very well with him.”

I can’t stand this anymore. I feel the desperate need to masturbate myself but my audition is not finished yet. Suddenly Jessica grabs my hard-on and pulls it playfully and I gasp for air, trying hard not to cum all over her black skirt.

“Sorry, poor boy,” she says in a low voice, blinking her eyes. This woman really takes it out of me!

When she finally tells me to put my clothes on, my cock is still full and hard, and it’s not easy squeezing it back inside my tight jeans.

My heart beats faster when Jessica opens her mouth for the words I had been hoping for. “Well, John, I think you are perfect for my movie, a perfect partner for Angel. You will be in it.”

“Thank you very much, Jessica. I am sure I won’t disappoint you!” I reply, smiling happily.

Then my audition is done. I dress up and leave the building. I hurry towards the subway station. In the subway I get myself seated and, because I realize I am alone, I unzip my jeans and take my cock out. It is still hard and I can’t wait any longer. I take it in my right hand and start stroking it while staring out of the window.

I think of Jessica examining my body with the intense look of her fascinating green eyes. I also think of Jeremy, her assistant, and how much I would like to strip naked and fuck him hard. I imagine Jessica wearing a strap-on entering me from behind while I fuck Jeremy. Jessica’s artificial cock feels real and it stimulates me heavily.

My hand moves faster and faster up and down my shaft. I continue dreaming of Jessica fucking me hard without hurting me until I reach an explosive orgasm at the same time with Jeremy.

This is the moment when I cum all over my T-shirt and also over my hand. I clean my hand with the shirt and take it off, and when the next stop comes I exit with the T-shirt full of cum in my hand. Luckily it is summertime so other people won’t take any notice of me being half naked.

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It’s late but I cannot resist reading over once more my part in the new Henstridge film. Hopefully I will keep the lines I have to speak in mind.

In the movie I am a guy who is travelling around Europe on his motorbike and during my visit in Berlin I book a room in a B&B for gay men hosted by a young man. Right from the start I notice how nice and friendly he is. He invites me to have dinner with him because he realizes I am hungry and tired after riding all day long. I accept and we eat together and chat a lot about ourselves. He tells me he likes bikers, he finds them sexy.

While we are talking I notice that he often looks at my crotch and to be honest I like the way he looks at me. My cock comes to life and my tight pants don’t hide anything.

Finally he shows me the room where I will sleep that night.

This is when the first sex scene between me and my fellow actor Joey starts and I hope we will do this much to Jessica’s satisfaction tomorrow.

For now, I really have to go to sleep.

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The following morning I go to the studios where I meet Jessica, Joey and the rest of the crew ready to shoot the two sex scenes involving Angel and me. In the first one we are in a bedroom.

Jessica explains how she wants the scene to be. Angel and I try and listen closely, then Jessica says “Action!” and the cameras begin to roll.

Angel shows me the bedroom in the B&B. He seems a bit shy but I clearly can see lust in his eyes. He is excited without doubt. I am, too.

Suddenly Angel says “good night, sleep well” to me and walks towards the door. When he is in front of me I grab him by his arm, pull him close and give him a hot, wet kiss.

First, he doesn’t move, and then he wrapped his arms around me, kissing me back. We kiss each other passionately and I start to undress him slowly, just like Jessica wants me to do. First I remove his shirt, then I unzip his jeans, kissing the soft skin of his upper body.

When he is completely naked it is my turn to undress. While Angel is stroking his beautiful cock kneeling on the bed I take all my clothes off slowly. I want Angel to admire my muscular body and he does. I can feel his eyes on me, watching me lovingly.

Once I am naked, too, Angel takes my semi hard cock between his beautifully shaped narrow lips and starts licking it. And he knows how to pleasure a man! I never received a blowjob like that. I close my eyes and enjoy the wonderful sensations Angel is giving to me.

Jessica and the rest of the crew are watching in complete silence. I am sure they enjoy our lovemaking.

After some time Jessica asks us to change position. Angel is now on his hands and knees, offering his lovely firm ass to me. I can’t resist, I start to lick his ass cheeks and his velvet hole for a while, then I put my cock inside.

Although my cock is large it penetrates Angel quite easily. As an experienced bottom he knows how to relax. I start to fuck him slowly until Jessica asks me to increase speed because I have to show my passion for him. I obey and now I am fucking Angel very hard. He’s moaning softly.

He enjoys me fucking him but eventually I am worried for his ass and for myself because I am close to my climax and Jessica has not asked me to cum yet.

Fortunately she calls a break and we can relax ourselves. She asks Angel how he feels and if I can go on without cumming because she needs more material for cutting. I answer I feel good so our fucking continues for quite a while.

At noon she calls a break for lunch. Angel and I take a shower. During lunch Jessica tells us we are really hot, in fact one of the hottest gay couples she has ever worked with. Her words make us feel proud and happy.

I am thinking of an interview with her I recently read in a magazine. A female journalist asked her if she gets aroused when shooting gay sex scenes and she replied: “Of course I do!”

“And what do you do for your relief?” was the next question.

After a short pause Jessica answered smiling and blinking: “Well, I do not wear any panties, so I can help myself at least during the breaks.”

Thinking of that I ask myself if or not she is wearing panties right now…….

Angel is looking at me as if he tries to read my thoughts. I give him a smile. This good-looking blonde guy intrigues me more and more. I can’t wait to fuck him again.

In the afternoon the shooting continues in a kitchen setting. In this scene I am getting breakfast served by Angel himself.

I am crazy for him and I give him a passionate kiss. I turn him around and make him bend over the kitchen sink. I lower my pants and I penetrate this sexy angel’s ass with my cock. I fuck him hard for a long time.

Although this fucking is enjoyable for both of us it is also tiring especially for Angel. Jessica calls out a break when Angel is moaning with exhaustion. She consoles Angel by stroking his blonde hair. She also takes care of me by gently touching my back. She looks at my erection which is red from the long session of anal sex and she asks me if I can go on.

I answer “Yes, I can but I am close to orgasm”.

“Its okay, John, we are almost finished”. She turns towards the cameraman giving him some instruction. This is when I lose my erection. I am a bit tired and when everyone is ready to continue I have a little problem.

Jessica comes up to me saying “Don’t worry, John, this is normal, we did hard work today. Have a break and relax. Do you want me to be your fluffer?”

“Yeah……okay”, I say, not really sure what she means.

She takes my cock in her gentle hand and starts stroking it intensely. Her skilful fingers actually bring it back to life but my hard-on is not as powerful as we need it to be.

Jessica orders her assistant to fetch a dildo and she asks me to bend over. I obey and when she carefully puts the sex toy in my ass I feel a shiver running down my spine. While she moves the dildo in and out my ass she strokes my cock and balls with her other hand. Soon I get a strong erection. She stops, takes out the dildo from my ass and we move on filming the sex scene.

Finally I am allowed to cum. I release my sperm all over Angel’s lower back and this is the most powerful orgasm I ever had. I can’t help moaning loudly with pleasure.

Now Jessica tells me to kneel down and make Angel cum by stroking his nice cock. I love his dick because it is beautifully shaped and circumcised. I can feel it pulse in my hand and when it is hard like a rock I know he is ready to cum.

I can’t wait any longer; I want to see him release his juices. I stroke him faster and faster until he cums over my chest, clenching my shoulders with his hands and whimpering as if he’s in pain.

“Great job, guys! Very well done”, I hear Jessica say.

I clean myself with a handkerchief, then I go and take a shower together with Angel. Under the running water Angel and I exchange smiles and mischievous looks and I think that he really looks and behaves like an angel. He’s extremely cute.

I look at his small sexy ass and it gets me excited again. He must have read my mind because he comes closer to me and starts to caress my chest. I feel my heart beating faster. I also feel my cock harden, a nice surprise after all the fucking I’ve already done today. I can see Angel’s cock getting stiff, too. I give Angel a strong hug, squeezing his body against mine and I feel our cocks doing a love fight.

I kiss Angel passionately, thinking that I must have fallen in love with him. At least I don’t like the thought that our working together is already over. I don’t want to let him go.

I notice that Jessica stands at the door of the shower staring at us, amused.

We stop kissing and turn around. Jessica says: “Hello guys, are you not tired yet?”

We feel embarrassed for being caught in the act. We walk towards Jessica, still wet from the water.

We both have a hard-on and Jessica notices it, smiling. She grabs our cocks and pulls at them, then she gives Angel a sweet kiss. A kiss that makes me get really excited. I walk behind Jessica, put my hands on her shoulders and kiss her neck.

She enjoys my kisses. I can hear her moaning. Angel unbuttons her blouse and we take it away. While Jessica and Angel go on kissing each other I kiss and lick her naked back. I want to know if she told the truth about herself wearing no panties when filming sex scenes. I lift her skirt and put my hand between her legs. She’s naked, hot and all wet.

I start to kiss her lovely buttocks and I can smell her sweet female scent. When I feel a hand on my head that moves me towards her genitals I understand I am not allowed to delay any longer.

I bury my face between her legs. She is wet and I lap her juices, licking and sucking her clit and her entrance, in the meantime Angel is taking care of her nicely shaped breasts by licking and kissing them like a baby that sucks milk.

I lick her until she tells me to concentrate on her clit. I try to do my best to give her pleasure and she seems to appreciate my work by moaning louder and louder until I feel her fingers clutching my hair tight just like she wants to bring it off, then I feel waves of pleasure floating through her body. During her orgasm, I suck in her juices, I love how she tastes.

She pulls me up and then kisses me hard. I share her love juices with her and with Angel. We kiss each other for a long time, then Jessica grabs my cock and starts to stroke it until I cum. My sperm goes all over her long, slim legs. I am kneeling down, licking my own juices from her body.

When she is clean, I take care of Angel’s cock. The poor boy had been waiting patiently. I suck him until he cums in my face. With the tip of his cock, I smear his sperm over my cheeks, making him laugh.

Now all of us are really exhausted and we look forward to going home, me with the wonderful impression of Angel’s enchanting smile on my mind.

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When I look back at my first experience on a porn set today, I see it as one of the most satisfying sexual adventures I ever had, and I will never forget about it.

After all, who except me can claim having slept with an angel?

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Insatiable Rob , Eric Ch. 17

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A warm afternoon sun, cast through the greenhouse, while I was watering. Amidst a lush jungle of foliage and the steady whine of circulating fans, it was peaceful and I was startled when I felt a swat over my ass. I turned to find Eric, grinning and very proud of himself.

“Fuck! You scared the shit out of me. But… I like it when you drop by… what’s up?”

“Well… sorry to freak you out, but you do look hot in those jeans and… that t-shirt… fuckkk!”

“That’s always good to hear from my boyfriend… you know. And you can keep it up, but you’re going to have to do better than that.”

“Anyway… I wanted to surprise you and take you out for a beer,” he said, trying to smooth things over, with a sexy grin. “Here… before I forget,” he handed me the key. “To get in here, I used the one you had at my place.”

“Just keep it… maybe you can visit more often. I’m about done and we can take off.”

He trailed his fingers over my crotch, “You know… this here is what I really need… so fuckin’ horny… almost used a dildo.”

I smiled, “That’s a great line.”

“Well its true… but this’s a lot better… come here,” he said, pulling me closer to push his tongue through my lips. I fell back to sit among plants, on the bench, and we made-out. Wrapping his lips over mine, he forcefully kissed and squeezed at the growing bulge, in my jeans. Unable to contain his needs, he stroked hard over the outlined shaft, while moaning and making out. He grabbed me by the hips and held me tighter, pressing his swollen cock against mine.

It wasn’t long before he dropped to his knees, unbuckled my belt and worked my pants down to my wellies. Kneeling and using both hands, he slipped the underwear down and tenderly worshipped the hard cock, as it sprang forward. Now arching, thick and hard, over my belly and swaying just inches from his face, his gaze focused. He smiled at the sight of his prize, his boyfriend’s rock-hard cock, topped with a tiny liquid pearl.

He gently stroked the shaft, yearning for its thickness, its weight and its taste; then he cradled the balls in his hand and watched the pearl grow. He pushed me back further and took it with both hands, slowly closing his fingers around its throbbing girth. He stared up at me, as he ran his hands up and down over the shaft. He licked the sugar, sliding down over the head, and I moaned as it passed through his lips and his tongue circled the head. I put a hand on the back of his head and pushed him deeper. With his mouth stretched tight, he responded by gorging himself and pushing harder, to feel the swollen head push at his throat.

His hands grabbed for my hips, while I fucked his mouth, pumping slow before the full-on thrusts that we both needed. I knew he was ready and grabbed, with both hands, to hold his head steady; I fucked through his lips, punching hard at his throat. I felt him gurgle, as my dick slammed at the warm fleshy, limit. As always, we celebrated our mutual need… with his hands digging into my hips and mine gripping his head, we fucked till I was at the very brink. “Uhhhh… uhhhh… uhhhh… uhhhh… fuck yeah… Eric… fuck yeah… fuck me… fuck me… fuck me… closer… gotta pull out… or… fuck… I’m gonna shoot… fuck.”

Dripping with spit, I finally pull out, with a strand hanging from the tip and a matching one, hanging from his lip. Catching his breath, and sporting a big, sexy grin, “Now, let me ride it, dude… I really need some!”

Still in my wellies, with pants Gaziantep Escort Reklamları bunched at my knees, I started to pull off the boots and he grinned, “Leave’m on… don’t take’m off… fuck me in your boots. It’s fuckin’ hot!”

“What?”

“Their sexy in a tool-belt kind-of-way… just fuck me! You know… yer my big-dick gardener… and… and I want you to fuck me with your boots on.”

“You got it… I got big, gardener dick, ready for the gardener’s hot boyfriend.” He moved closer and spread his ass; he looked back with that smile, again, and I kissed his cheek. I poked the muscle, spread more spit over my dick and teased him by dragging the shaft over the tight hole. His groans spread through the greenhouse, as I pulled him back to split open his muscled ass, driving deep into his belly.

Needing that moment to get use to the pulsing flesh, pushing at his insides, he pushed back into me for a few seconds before rolling his hips. Hot with the uniquely male pleasure of welcoming his man’s cock, he groaned, “Fuckkkkkk… Rob… that’s fuckkkking… mmmmm… perfect!”

I grabbed hold of his ass and he started pumping his body up and down over me, stroking my dick with his insides. The muscle, stretched tight, rippled over my dick, sending a sensory explosion through both of us. Time and time again, 4… 5… or 6 inches emerged, only to plow back into his body, as he impaled himself.

With his hips bouncing faster and our moans growing in intensity, we moved in unison and my cock stirred his insides. His breathing got labored; he whimpered and begged for me to fuck harder. Yearning for cock, he moaned, “Fuck yeah… fuck harder… uhhhh… fuck me… fuck me… uhhhh… uhhhh… uhhhh… uhhhh… fuck me, harder… yesssssssss… yesssssss!”

Obsessed with need, he wanted more… and needed more. He took over completely and slammed his body down over my dick, bouncing… pushing harder to pick up the pace. With a hard cock stretching his ass, his cock raged and his needs exploded; I couldn’t help but reach around and stroke his dick, as he rode mine.

I said, “Let’s do it there.” I pushed a couple begonias aside to bend him over the bench and he immediately spread his legs. I moved closer to smack at his ass and push back in, “Maybe that’ll teach you to not startle your boyfriend, in the future.”

I swatted a couple more times with a little more force and he squealed, “Yeah… mmmmmm… spank my ass… spank it… spank me harder… uhhhh… uhhhh… fuck me harder… fuck me… fuck me with that big gardener dick… punish me… punish me with it… uhhhh… uhhhh… uhhhh!”

I laughed, “You’re enjoying this too much… but so am I.” I continued swatting at the firm, muscled cheeks and pumping, balls-deep, into smokin’ hot ass. Aroused by my dominance, his ass worshipped my dick and the sting of my hand. He moaned “Yeaaaaaa, fuck me, daddy… gardener daddy… spank me… I’m yer little cock-slut.” In the dom role, my dick always feels bigger… and harder. I know it isn’t possible; it’s just fucking hot… and it feels so good.

He squealed as I buried it deep, “Mmmmm… that’s what I need… my man’s dick… fuck… it feels soooooo good!” I was in complete control… my rock-hard masculinity, stretched him wide and I was fucking deep into his belly. He moaned and gasped for breath, as I gained momentum and my balls slapped over his, his whole body shuddering from each pounding impact.

I felt my butt flex tight as I humped into his body, pummeling that irresistible ass and playfully slapping his butt cheeks. Eric moaned, “Fuck… oh fuck… your cock’s so big… perfect… perfect in my ass… so deep… fuck me deep… deep. Cum in me… cum in me like last time… wanna feel it in my ass… fill me with cum… give it to me… give it to me… please, daddy… give it to me!”

Between the fucking and spanking, I felt a release building in my balls; I knew I had to pull out or succumb to my needs. “Dude, let me flip you… and spread those legs for me.”

I flipped him over on his back, and that big hardon bobbed wildly. It looked so tasty… his smooth, tawny body covered with a sweaty sheen and that big dick was so enticing; it demanded attention. Accompanied with loud, raucous moans, my lips stroked over the hard shaft. “Mmmmmmm… ahhhhhhhhh… mmmmmmmm… Rob… fuck… fuck… suck me… suck me… uhhhh… uhhhh… uhhhh… uhhhh… suck that dick… suck that big dick.”

“Fuck me… fuck me… yer gonna make me cum… mmmmmm… feels… uhhhh… uhhhh… so fucking good. Put it in me… fuck me… put it in me… uhhhh… uhhhh!”

I smeared cock ooze over his muscle and pushed into the heat. Slamming hard into his body, I fucked him like an animal (to paraphrase Reznor). He held his legs way back and precum fell from his dick, splattering his belly. I pushed his legs out further, to where he was splayed wide, prone to the hard-pounding he begged for. Eric loved being a cock-slut; he always loved to be ridden hard… and fucked hard. And I always love being a top… his daddy.

He moaned, “Fuck meeeee… uhhhh… uhhhh… uhhhh… uhhhh… yeah! Fuck me… fuck me… fuck me! Yessss… yea… yea… yea… yea… fuck yeah… fuck meeee… fuck meeee!” He grabbed for his dick and started jerking wildly, spraying cum over his belly. I pounded into his body and, for good measure, swatted his ass a couple more times.

When it was fading, he groaned, “Mmmmm… ahhhhh… that’s it daddy… make me hurt… fuck me hard… mmmm… like that. Uhhhh… uhhhh… you like it, when I call you daddy?”

I replied with a huge grin, “You know I do,” and continued thrusting. My cock throbbed and pulsed inside his core, “I really do… fuck… uhhhh… uhhhh… I fucking do!”

I scooped seed from his belly and brought it to my lips, “Mmmmm… it’s warm.”

“I’m yours… your cock-slut… fuck me with that big dick… that’s it… uhhhh… uhhhh… yeaaaa… uhhhh… fuck me hard… fuck yeahhhhhhh!”

When I pushed his knees back to his shoulders, he rambled, “Robbie… so fucking hot… uhhhh… uhhhh… Robbie… use me… use me… don’t stop… fuck me… fuck yeah… fuck yeah… uhhhh… uhhhh… uhhhh… fuck me!”

He gasped, “I need it bad… so fuck’n bad… uhhhh… uhhhh… pound my fuckin’ ass… pound my ass… yesssssss… fuck it… fuck yer seed into me… gimme that seed… I want seed!”

I was breathing in shallow gasps and couldn’t take anymore; the small amount of self-control I had was gone. All I wanted to do was fuck… I wanted to fuck my man. I wanted to fuck him a hundred times, in a hundred different ways and I knew he’d love every second. Just before unleashing a big, creamy load, I shoved as deep as possible and felt the heat in my balls. I pumped a few more times, before my cock jerked and flooded his insides. We both felt it throb and jerk, as it pulsed seed. He screamed, “Cum in my ass… cum in me… cum in me! Pump it deep… deep in my belly… fuck me with it… uhhhh… uhhhh… push it deeper!”

I screamed, “Fuck yeah! Fuck… Eric… Eric… fuck… uhhhh… uhhhhh… uhhhh… oh god!” I felt my dick recoil and my whole body prepare for more. Not as big and it didn’t last as long, but it was just as satisfying. After a few more strokes, I could feel the last throes, a tiny trickle pumping into his ass… that beautiful, tight ass.

Still shuddering from orgasm, “Mmmmm… fuck yeah! That’s it… fucking swallow that load, with yer ass!” To feel my dick pulsing deep inside, I slammed forward and collapsed on top. Short of breath and panting, a strong warmth spread through my body. “Ahhhh… ahhhh… fuck… fuck! Eric that was good… ahhhh… ahhhh!”

Again, I rolled my hips… I kept the whole shaft buried and we laid there, sharing the intimate warmth of two entwined bodies. He kissed my cheek, smiled and tightened his hold on my dick. Over and over, he squeezed, milking out every drop… every precious drop.

Finally, he broke the silence with a big grin, “You know… I owe you a beer. Wanna take off before we get caught?”

I smiled, “Sounds good… a beer sounds real good. Don’t worry about getting caught… the staff is so small and nobody ever comes in at this hour. But hey… we got leaves… no fig leaves but they should work. I think you’d look hot with a leaf.”

He points at me, “You’d really look hot in a leaf… maybe Halloween? Our own private Halloween?”

“You know I’m in. But before we take off, I gotta take a piss.”

“Just do it here… it’s not gonna hurt anything… it’s a greenhouse… you know.”

I rolled off and aimed for the floor… it was still semi-hard so I leaned my body forward to avoid painfully bending it so hard. The pungent, yellow urine started to spit out and quickly became a heavy stream. It arced through the air with a surprisingly, strong force (I really had to go), before splashing over the concrete.

“Ahhhh, fuck that feels good!” I exhaled in relief, “I needed that, dude.”

He didn’t reply, just gazing at the stream, shooting from my dick. A strong scent rose from the puddle forming, on the floor. I was shocked when it appeared to excite him and he reached over to run his fingers over the throbbing tip. When they passed through the warm jet, it splashed everywhere.

“Mmmmmm, I love that… it’s hot to watch you pee and feel it on my skin… you know. He looked up, “We should do this more often.”

After all our time together, I never realized Eric liked watersports. At times, we had fucked around in the shower, pissing on each other… but I thought it was more of a locker room prank. I smiled, “Guess you like it… then let’s do it,” and targeted his legs, hanging off the bench. I emptied my bladder, spraying a trail up over his dick and, as high as, his abs. Initially, he was surprised, but it was very clear that he was enjoying things. It splashed over a growing hardon, ran down his legs and he squealed, “Fuck yeah! Yeah… that’s it… sweet! Cover me… hose me down… mmmmmmmmm… yeah… yeahhhhhhh! We do need to do this more… fuck!”

At that point, the stream began dwindling, but his gaze was fixed, till it trickled to nothing. Still feeling the heat on his skin, he wrapped his hand around his rock-hard cock and stroked out another load.

He moaned, “Mmmmmm that’s good… mmmmmmm… uhhhh… uhhhh… uhhhh… uhhhh… yesssss… uhhhh… uhhhh… yessssssssss… cumming… m’cumming… cumming!” I watched it pour from the tip and run down over his fist. Once his moans trailed off, he smiled up at me and closed his eyes.

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His Sweet Neighbor

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Mike knocked at the door, not really sure he’d get a response at all. Yes, he’d agreed to Maggie’s plea to keep an eye on her daughter while she was away with his own wife in their brand new business venture but, what young girl in her right mind would stay at home in a hot summer day such as this? The whole affair seemed rather useless to him, but his word had been offered and, above all, he refused to have any of the nagging his wife was sure to submit him to should he fail to fulfill his promise. So there he was, standing at his neighbor’s house door, because Maggie was a control freak that felt her teenage daughter was incapable of surviving if Mommy was away. Ha. It was a miracle a party hadn’t been thrown every single night since the overprotective Maggie had left.

“Mr. Richardson, hi!”

The joyful greeting caught Mike by surprise. So sure had he been that there was no way she could be at home, that he had very nearly deafened himself to all sort of response. Startled, his eyes flew from his rather uninterested perusal of the street to the open door and the girl standing there, looking at him with a smile on her face.

Well, now that was a surprise, Mike mused. Mara was indeed home.

The greatest one, however, was to see that the eighteen year old had chosen to forego her usually modest yet youthful wardrobe, going for a much more daring option instead.

An option that made Mike notice her for the very first time.

Who would have guessed Maggie’s well-behaved and sensible daughter truly looked like this? She wasn’t the kind of girl to wear revealing outfits to school or parade around in little pieces that barely covered her. Maggie, whom to Mike’s eyes was every bit a prude, surely had a big saying in that. It was obvious that now that she was home alone, Mara was going to wear exactly what she wanted without having anyone bothering her about it.

Denim shorts, shorter and tighter than anything he had ever seen her wearing, exposed long legs and did a great job of offering Mike an unspoiled view of the lush curve of her hips. With the healthy body of a girl who did sports, Mara was firm everywhere, and the breasts holding the black top in place — without the obvious restraints or help of a bra — only served to confirm Mike’s assumptions. His mouth watered a little as his eyes delved on the snug V formed by her breasts. Mother Nature had been generous with this girl, he noticed, eyeing those breasts that would perfectly fit a grown man’s hand… and maybe even some more.

Only Mara’s polite words managed to bring him back from that fog of awakening lust that was developing inside him.

“Is there anything I can do for you, Sir?”

Mike cleared his throat. There was a brief moment of distraction when Mara crossed her arms covered in the off-the-shoulder sleeves of her top, pushing her generous breasts together with her actions, but he managed to curtail it before his mind drifted any further. No, he was by no means a young boy her age; at forty-four, he was literally old enough to be her father. His sex drive, however, repressed by a wife that had little interest in sex anymore and that had failed to be any adventurous when she still was, had to yet be notified of that fact, seeing as it responded to this young, attractive and healthy girl displaying her firm body to his eyes in all its glory.

Swallowing hard, Mike forced himself to go on as nonchalantly as possible.

“Hi there, Mara. Everything is okay, don’t worry. I hope I’m not bothering you, but your mom begged me to check in on you and see if you were okay or needed anything?”

The roll in Mara’s eyes told Mike everything he needed to know and, for a fleeting moment, deflected his thoughts to a much less dangerous area.

“Oh my God, that is so embarrassing!” Mara exclaimed, mortification clear in her voice. “She honestly did that?”

“Oh, yes.” Mike grinned conspiringly at her. “Maggie can be a handful, can’t she?”

Once again, Mara’s instinctive response was to roll her eyes.

“Oh, you have no idea.” She smiled at him with her head tilted to the side, her long, light brown hair falling over her shoulder as her hazel eyes stared at him with a sparkle in her eyes. There was a moment of silence that made Mike somewhat uncomfortable before her smile widened a little and she offered. “Do you want to come in? I can make you a cup of coffee for your troubles and later you can tell my mom you’ve seen with your own eyes her daughter isn’t starving to death and that her house still stands. Maybe that way she’ll stop being a pain?”

The open, unaffected way in which Mara spoke her words, born of her embarrassment and wish to make things better for him, had Mike berating himself inwardly for his earlier thoughts. Mara was a well behaved, level-headed teenager that obviously placed a good behavior above all. There was nothing neither remotely nor purposely enticing in her actions, so Mike pushed all lustful thoughts Gaziantep Elden Ücret Alan Escort aside as he nodded and entered the house.

Or he did, anyway, until Mara, having closed the door behind him, led the way to the kitchen, her bare feet padding silently on the floor, her hips swaying in the most delightful way, drawing his attention to the marvelous way her denim shorts clung to her rounded, firm butt. Not an inch that shouldn’t be exposed was visible, but the garment was tight on her, riding snugly up between the round cheeks and, should she bend over if only a little, Mike was sure he would get an eyeful of lightly tanned skin.

As she led the way, Mara’s cheeks colored with a soft blush as she added an extra sway to her hips, conscious — even without looking — of where Mr. Richardson’s eyes were fixed. She was no virgin, but she was far from being at the level of experience her friends and fellow classmates had achieved when it came to sex. God knew that, with her prude of a mother, she had to be very careful when embarking in any sort of naughty adventures, so she had mostly gone for complete strangers far from home when in need of a good pounding, not wanting her escapades to be known. That Mr. Richardson from next door, a grown, older, attractive man looked at her with blatant hunger in his eyes made all the corners of her body tingle. Especially those between her thighs, where the rubbing of the inseam of her shorts was adding some delightful pressure to a clit that had already been stimulated before Mr. Richardson knocked on the door.

It had been impossible not to notice the way he had stared at her breasts. Although it was the way pretty much every other man in the world stared at big breasts, the way he did it made Mara feel a need growing inside her that made her nipples pebble against the fabric of her top. This man would know what to do to them to make them feel good, she realized as the rubbing of the fabric further stimulated them. Mike Richardson would know exactly how to treat her breasts so they felt good, instead of very nearly mauling them like some overly eager boys had. Embarrassed as she had been for years by her attributes, Mara was now glad for them, as she was for her choice of wardrobe for that day. The shorts and top were part of a collection of revealing items she had collected mostly over the past year and that she kept carefully hidden from her mother. She had become a specialist at leaving the house wearing youthful yet sensible outfits to appease her mother, and then change into clothes she had smuggled out in the most varied of ways. Now, as she caught Mr. Richardson’s gaze fixed on her ass on a mirror as they walked past it, she wished she could have worn something more daring, if only to see his reaction to it.

Too bad he was a grown man, their neighbor, and married to her mom’s business partner to boot, Mara mused, and that other than staring at her, he would most likely never do anything else. Which was a real pity, for although Mara’s sexual partners had all been boys around her age, something inside her wept with need at the sight of this big man that had been fucking women for longer than she had been alive. That, and that she would never find the courage to come on to him the way her fantasies begged her to.

“Why don’t you sit on the couch and I’ll get the coffee ready for you?” She offered over her shoulder, waving in the general direction of the living room’s couch where she had been until the knock on the door had interrupted her previous activities; activities that had had her clit tingling and her breasts heaving.

Mike nodded his agreement, and while he took a seat on the large sofa, Mara hurried to the kitchen to prepare a new pot of coffee for her neighbor like any polite, good little girl would do.

The moment she was out of Mike’s gaze, however, Mara did something that surprised even herself. She, the girl that was still rather shy in her approach to potential sexual partners despite her sexy clothes and dark fantasies in her mind, primped herself for the man in the next room as best as she could. Having noticed the attention Mr. Richardson had devoted to her breasts, she arranged her round curves more properly in her tight top, pushing the neckline as low as she dared without making it blatantly obvious. Her generous tits, pushed together and up by the fabric, strained against the neckline, ready to pop out. Next, she tugged at the waistband of her shorts, allowing them to ride not only up between her ass cheeks, but also between the lips of a pussy that presented no barriers with its lack of underwear, lips now clearly outlined thanks to the thick inseam of the shorts. Mara bit her lip to contain the moan that threatened to spill from her lips when her clit, already tingling and stimulated, was now in direct line of the denim and a clear victim of its teasing, torturous rubbing.

“Oh, God.” She moaned under her breath. She could feel the wetness seeping through the thick fabric, and she had to take a deep breath to still her thundering heart and try to regain some much needed composure.

Why was she so turned on by this? Yes, she had seen attractive boys that she had felt like going to bed with, but not a single one of them had ever had her body in this state of torturing arousal just by looking at her! Mr. Richardson had done nothing but that. He hadn’t give her any indication that he would like to take those stares to a whole other level and yet, Mara’s body burnt with an unfulfilled need that had nothing to do with what she had been doing prior to his arrival. Dear God, she was going to play with herself so much when he left! Perhaps, after a couple of well-earned orgasms, she would be able to resume her life as it was. God, she could even go out and get herself a boy to ride hard, even if her body cried for a more experienced cock!

Running her fingers through her long hair to mess it up in what she hoped was a sexy way, Mara stared at herself in the reflection of the appliances before her for a moment before a wave of embarrassment washed over her. What was she doing? Mr. Richardson would never do anything to jeopardize things between both households! With his good looks, a body that showed he spent a great deal of time working out, and a confident air to him, he could have any woman he wanted. Why would he want a silly little girl like her? Mara was about to push her clothes back where they belonged when she stopped herself in the very last second. If all she was going to get from this visit was a wet pussy from playing sexy to a man that would humor her for a while before leaving without a single look back, then so be it. Someone else would take care of that wet pussy later. With that in mind, Mara pulled at the top’s hem a little further, exposing more flesh until her pebbled nipples were poking at the fabric barely an inch from the top. She rolled the excess at the bottom so her tummy was still exposed to his eyes and, pouring the coffee, she took the two mugs on a tray to the living room.

“Here we go.” She said, a smile on her face as she walked into the room. There was a brief faltering in her steps as she saw Mike’s hand abandoning his crotch almost as if he had been caught doing something naughty, but she recovered before he could even notice.

When Mike looked at her over his shoulder, Mara had a brief victory at the way his eyes lingered on her body, clearly noticing all the improvements to her wardrobe.

And notice them he did! Mike could barely keep his mouth from falling open when his eyes settled on Mara as she returned from the kitchen, tray in hand, polite smile on her lips, sexy body about to spill from her tiny clothes.

The top, which wrapped itself around part of Mara’s torso leaving her tummy uncovered, seemed to have grown smaller by some mysterious magic and her breasts, generous and mouthwatering, pushed against it in such way, Mike was sure they would be exposed if she did as much as move in a wrong way. And were those her nipples pushing against the fabric, showing him the upwards curve of her delectable tits and the sway of their weight? Mike’s mouth dried up all of a sudden. The last time he had seen breasts this large and this perfect, they had been carefully crafted by a plastic surgeon and were bobbing — or not, to be honest — in front of him in his computer screen as the porn actress rode a hard cock. The way Mara’s bobbed with every step she took spoke of their natural, untouched state, and his cock, which had calmed down some in her absence and that he was arranging in his jeans when she walked into the room, hardened instantly once again.

His eyes skimmed lower, and his tongue ran over his lips at the sight of her own lower lips clearly outlined by her shorts. Had that been like that before? Or could it be that this sweet girl was teasing him in some way? Mike could have shaken his head at the thought; Mara didn’t strike him as the type. She did strike him, however, as the sexy type, and that was something he couldn’t fight against.

“Oh, good.” He managed to murmur at last, trying to cover his erection as best he could by crossing his hands over his lap.

Mara smiled at him and when she bent over to pose the tray on the coffee table, right next to her laptop, Mike could do little to fight against the urge that got his eyes rolling over her body in a position that sparked more than a few thoughts in his mind. Her breasts moved in the most alluring way and as she added sugar to his coffee — one, as per his request — his gaze moved to the ass so clearly outlined by the shorts. Oh, the way her ass cheeks were divided by the seam riding up all the places he would like to be himself was so tempting, Mike found his hand beginning to move to cup those tempting curves in time to stop what could be a possible disaster.

When Mara plopped on the couch next to him, Mike couldn’t have possibly kept his eyes from her breasts. Was it just him, or were her nipples even closer to the neckline than before? And were they pink and delicate, or cherry red begging for a mouth to take them? Mike swallowed hard and turned to Mara, who smiled at him, a sparkle in her hazel eyes.

“So, Mr. Richardson… what have you been up since mom and Mrs. Richardson went away?”

Safe topics. Good. If he could stick to those safe topics and think of a wife that wanted to have nothing to do with him in bed, Mike was sure he’d rein in his burning lust in a moment.

“Working extra hours.” He said, referring to his online business, which he led from his office next door. “Being the responsible man and checking on my neighbor’s daughter to see she hasn’t burnt down the house. Yet.” He smiled at Mara and she returned the gesture candidly, knowing exactly where he was coming from. “You?”

Mara shrugged as she went to pick her own cup of coffee from the tray on the table.

“Oh, not much, really. All my friends are away on vacation, so I was just lounging around and…” Her speech was brought to an abrupt end when, distracted by her innocent answer and her consuming companion, her hand brushed the touch pad of her laptop and the screen came to life, exposing what she had been up to before he knocked on her door. What she had really been up to.

There was no action on the screen, but the still image was revealing all the same, and Mara froze in a mixture of panic and embarrassment, horrified by the sight. “Eighteen year old creampied in a hotel room” went the caption at the bottom. But just in case that wasn’t telling enough, the image of a young girl bent over the back of a loveseat, completely naked as an equally naked, visibly older man stood behind her, his hands on her breasts, did the trick.

Mike could barely believe his eyes. Mara, his innocent next door neighbor, the sweet, polite, soft-mannered daughter of prude Maggie, had been caught watching porn in her living room. By him, of all people. Shock was first and foremost in his mind, but it soon receded, pushed back to the darkest corners of his brain as realization took the front seat, feeding the lust growing inside him like the most potent of fuels. An eighteen year old, as the video title said, was being fucked by a man. Not just by any man — an older man, one that would empty himself inside her sweet, tight little pussy, cravings accentuated by her youth and innocence. Mara was eighteen. Mara was young and innocent. And Mike, her next door neighbor, was about as old as the guy pounding the little girl in the video. He didn’t want to jump to conclusions, but well… conclusions were staring at him in the face with an embarrassed look, a pretty blush on her cheeks and nipples poking against her top.

“Oh my God, Sir… I’m so sorry! I…” Mara tried to come up with something to say, but words refused to leave her mouth, as if refusing to let her get away with this, as if wanting her to take full responsibility for this any way it came. She had felt so good playing sexy around this man, but now that this was in full color before her, she felt tears stinging in her eyes. Would he tell her mother? Would he be disgusted?

If anything, Mike couldn’t possibly be further removed from any feeling of disgust. In fact, disgust had never crossed his mind. How could it, when his cock throbbed with implications, robbing him of most of his rational thinking? This little girl watched porn. Porn with older men doing all sorts of dirty things to girls her age. Why would he be disgusted, when thinking of her watching these videos openmouthed with surprise as she discovered new things, her little pussy growing wet, made him hard as a rock?

“You think it’s wrong, right?” Mara asked, wide eyes shining with unshed tears as she looked at him through her eyelashes. “That a girl my age… that any girl, period… we shouldn’t like porn, right? Oh, my mom would kill me if she found out!” If possible, her eyes widened even more as an idea struck her mind. “You won’t tell my mom about this, will you? Oh, my God, if she found out, who knows what she would do? Please, Mr. Richardson!”

That Maggie was a prude was no news to Mike, and sometimes he wondered how she had spread her legs long enough to have her only daughter. That she tried to keep her away from anything remotely sexual was now becoming equally obvious to him, and he understood Mara’s fears.

Knowing of Maggie’s goody-two-shoes usual behavior, however, presented an option he hadn’t imagined nor expected. A lingering glance over all of the sweet spots in Mara’s body, tantalizingly revealed by her outfit, sparked an idea in his mind. Mara didn’t want her mother to find out about her, in his opinion, rather innocent activities; both her preferences for entertainment for her alone time, as well as her non-sanctioned wardrobe choices. Mike, on the other hand, had a throbbing hard cock in his now painfully tight jeans and an obviously very curious young girl next to him; a curious young girl with a sexy body and a need to keep a façade in her mother’s benefit.

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My wife and I had just moved into our new home about six weeks ago. It is a nice upscale neighborhood with friendly neighbors. Just how friendly we did not know until we asked two other couples to join us for dinner Saturday night. John and Amy are very attractive and around 38 years old. Jim and Cindy are equally attractive and around 45. My wife Linda and I are 45 also. Dinner was excellent. Salad, steak, wine, you know typical stuff. The dessert; however turned out to be something entirely different.

Just as we were having a third round of wine, the table had been cleared, and the subject turned to dessert, the doorbell rang. My wife, Linda, answered the door to find a tall slender man in a hat and pinstripe suit. He surprised my wife and I when he mentioned that he was the entertainment for the evening. Taken back a little, Linda let the man in the foyer. Our foyer is just off the dining room. So, when he gently pushed Linda to the wall and placed a passionate kiss on her lips we were all a little more than curious. Linda resisted at first and then she started giving in to his advances. I noticed that Amy and Cindy were smiling at each other as we all were entranced by what was happening next. This man had his tongue down Linda’s throat and his hands all over her body. He was kissing her and groping her breast. Then he ran his hand up her legs and under her dress all the way to her pussy. The look on Linda’s face was as surprised as mine. I started to get up and stop this when John and Jim instructed Gaziantep Elden Ödeme Alan Escort me to sit down and enjoy the show. At that moment I knew that we were in for a very interesting evening.

The man walked Linda into the dining room and placed her down on the table on her back. Amy and Cindy started undressing Linda. The ladies quickly removed her blouse and skirt. I am not sure why but tonight Linda had no bra or panties on. Wow, I am watching our new neighbors undress my wife in front of us while this man was preparing to fuck Linda right in front of us.

This night is still full of surprises. John and Jim stood up and started kissing this man and groping his body while their wives were devouring my wife. Suddenly, the guys had removed the man’s pants and I could see a huge erection through his boxers. Then the surprise: The boxer shorts were removed and I saw a strap on dildo. The hat came off and I realized that the man is really a woman with long beautiful hair. Jim and John removed her blouse and began to massage her small but firm breast. Amy and Cindy slid my wife down to the edge of the table and spread her legs to reveal a drenched pussy ready for action. I have not seen my wife so full of desire and anticipation this early in the evening. She was moaning and begging to be fucked. The mystery lady stepped forward and placed the strap on near the entrance to Linda’s soaking wet pussy. And then with a gentle but firm thrust penetrated my wife. Linda has never had sex with another woman. Really, we have never had sex outside of our marriage until tonight. We have fantasized but never…

Linda was getting a real good fucking while Amy was undressing. Cindy continued licking my wife’s nipples keeping her in a state of ecstasy. After Amy was undressed she climbed on the table and placed her pussy over Linda’s mouth. Linda immediately began licking Amy. Cindy started undressing along with John and Jim. At this point I decided to get undressed too. Cindy came over and began to lick and suck my cock. I thought I was going to loose my load right away. Oh man this is wild. Around that moment I noticed that Linda was writhing in desire and screamed out as she had her first orgasm of the evening. With that the mystery lady got dressed and stepped out of our house. Cindy continued working on my cock and she is an expert I must say. John stepped up to the table and put his cock into my wife. He pumped her hard and fast until she was ready to cum again. John pulled out and Jim took his place. Linda was getting another round of orgasm ready when Jim pulled out and John placed his cock into my wife once more. Amy let out a scream that I thought would shatter the windows. It was at that moment that I looked out the window and saw the entire neighborhood peeking through the front windows. Everyone was enjoying the show, including the mystery lady.

John and Jim kept bringing Linda close to orgasm and then swapping, they seemed to be experts at keeping a woman on the edge. I think they have tag teamed a few times before. Amy got down off the table and swapped places with Cindy. Amy gives great head too. Cindy lowered her shaved pussy down on my wife’s mouth and told her very bluntly to start sucking her clit and to suck it hard. Linda seemed happy to do so. Jim let out a moan then he grunted really hard as he pumped my wife full of his cum. This is the first time my wife has had anyone other than me cum inside of her. John jumped right in and started ramming his cock in and out so hard that Linda was about to slide off the table. Soon, John filled my wife with a huge load of white cum. The cum was dripping from her pussy now. I cannot tell you how sexy this scene was to me and beyond my wildest imagination. I was asked to lay on the table while Amy climbed aboard my erection. She slid up and down and pretty soon she was cumming herself. Then Cindy took her place. I have never fucked a shaved pussy before but this was smooth and slippery. Perfect.

Then another surprise; my wife said that it was time for dessert. She climbed over my face and lowered her pussy to my mouth and said that this would be very sweet. John and Jim’s cum was being pushed by her contractions right into my mouth. I had never tasted cum before and it was too much for me to hold back any longer. Soon, I was shooting my cum into Cindy and my wife was shooting my dessert down my throat. I have to admit it was really tasty and the whole experience was incredible. We will be getting to know the rest of the neighbors very soon. More to cum on that story as it unravels. I think we bought the right house.

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Wednesday morning. The alarm had gone off and Stephen had gotten up. I turned the alarm off and waited until I knew Stephen was in the shower and not coming back for a few minutes. I rolled over and looked into TJ’s face as I began to stroke his cheeks.

“Wake up” I whispered as I kissed him on the cheek. “Time to get ready for work.” I continued to stroke his face. “You missed the alarm, sleepy head.”

My brother’s eyes fluttered open and he was looking into mine. A smile crossed his face. He was getting more and more accustomed to waking up with his sister in his bed and caressing him. He was also getting more and more frustrated at Stephen and Daddy fucking me constantly, especially since he wasn’t.

He had, of course. They all had. But since I put my plan into effect, I had let Daddy and Stephen use me like a whore all the time, but had begun to cultivate the obvious feelings TJ had for me. The night before he had watched Stephen pound my ass mercilessly as I whimpered and then I had climbed into his bed and curled up to sleep.

“What time is it?” he asked groggily.

I kissed his lips gently and said “Six ten or something. Stephen is in the shower. I waited until he was in the shower to move. I didn’t want him to know I was awake.” I lied. I had actually hoped to be fucked by him before TJ woke up. I was disappointed when he didn’t make a move on me but rather just started to get ready to work.

I couldn’t let TJ know that, however.

My plan, which was a work in progress, had started out as a means to get even with all of the men for the abuse of me and my Mommy, but my Mommy was so weak and had been the easiest to break. And worse, the more I fucked them, the more I wanted. I was becoming a whore.

No, I was a whore at that point. I had done gangbangs with strangers in a porn store where I had licked their asses and allowed them to piss on me. I had been DP’ed by my father and my brother. I had fucked both my brothers and my Daddy all at the same time in the bathroom. I had destroyed my mother and turned her into a slut like me.

“Go ahead man, don’t mind me. Fuck the whore.” Stephen said to Teej as he came back in the room wrapped in a towel, fresh from his shower. He took of his towel as if I were not there. I watched his cock as he started to get dressed. I wanted him to fuck me. Right here, right now. I wanted him to use me like a whore and leave spent lying at TJ’s feet.

TJ immediately pushed me off and Stephen started to get dressed. I was disappointed I wasn’t getting fucked by anyone this morning.

I walked into the kitchen and Mommy was dressed in a pair of shorts, nice albeit sort of middle aged frumpy, and a tank top with the bra I had picked out for her. Her hair, medium length blonde, was tied back in an attractive pony tail with little wavy wisps framing her face. She looked young and beautiful.

I Gaziantep Elden Para Alan Escort walked over to her and kissed her on the lips. She hesitated, then responded.

“We are going to have fun today, Mommy” I said.

“Are we going to town?” she asked.

She knew the answer. We had gone to town every day since the first day, and I had gotten her fucked at the porn store by at least one guy every day. Most days it had been multiple guys or a group of guys. She feigned reluctance every time, but once started, she was every bit the whore that I was.

The fact that she was now asking proved it to me.

“Let’s go” I said.

“It’s early, and I have to get ready.” She began to protest.

“You’re beautiful. And you are dressed much nicer than I am” I said. I was wearing a pair of black tights and a green loose top that bloused loosely down my arms but had shoulder cutouts. I wasn’t wearing a bra, of course, so it accentuated my tits and highlighted my ass.

“But, the dishes…” She continued to try to protest.

“Mommy, stop.” I commanded. “Put down the dish cloth and tell me you want to get fucked.”

“But,…”

“Mommy” I looked at her crossly.

“I want to get fucked. Please.” She said as she put the dish cloth down on the counter where she stood.

I kissed her on the lips and said “You will, Mommy”.

We walked to town without incident, but instead of turning to the porn store, I took her down town. I headed straight to the garage. There would be no going back for her after this. If my Daddy ever learned she had been fucked by a black man, much less gangbanged by them, he would never touch her again, except maybe to punish her. She would do anything to prevent him from knowing, but she was so horny all the time now she wouldn’t be able to say no.

“Isn’t this that garage your Daddy won’t go to?” she asked.

“Yes, Mommy. This is the garage run by black guys.” I smiled at her and took her hand to overcome her reticence.

“But, your father…” she began.

“Will never know.” I finished. “I have been here a few times. It’s amazing.”

I led her into the building which seemed to be deserted. All the guys were in the back working and there was a bell on the counter to rink for service. I ignored the bell and walked around the counter pulling Mommy along with me.

I had never done this because I had always come around lunch time and someone was outside or in front, but not this early. They were all working.

When we entered the shop, there were several cars being serviced and they didn’t notice us for a second. But then Les, the guy that I had first met outside, saw us and started toward us. By the time he reached us, I had pushed Mommy to her knees and she obediently reached for Les’ cock as he took it out.

She took that magnificent member, already hardening and erect, into her mouth. It was fat with a slight upturn and she took it with a smile. She took it by the base as he slipped his pants down and over his shoes. She held it with both hands as if she was praying to it and licked up the bottom toward the head and then took it deeply into her mouth. She moved her tightened lips up and down the length of his cock, working to take it deeper and deeper.

One of the other guys, John, had his cock out in front of me. I quickly went to my knees and took his familiar cock deep in my mouth. It wasn’t one of the larger ones here and I could deepthroat it easily.

Over and over, I slid my mouth to his groin, engulfing his cock and fucking it slightly with my throat before pulling out only to take him deep again. I needed to breathe but didn’t want to stop. I loved pushing myself beyond my limits, but it was too much, too fast and I felt the contents of my stomach coming up too late to stop it.

I threw up all over his dick but stopped sucking it only long enough to finish. Without hesitation, I took his puke covered dick into my throat, deep and hard. I fucked it harder than I had before, determined to prove that I was willing to do anything for dick.

John took my hand as Les took my moms and they led us to the couch in the break room. It was an old taupe couch that was stained with grease from years of mechanics sitting on it while working. They both sat and directed my Mom and me to sit on their cocks.

I slid my soaking wet pussy down on John’s cock and watched as Mommy did the same To Les. But both guys, simultaneously, pulled out and stuck their cocks into our asses without warning. We both started to bounce up and down on their cocks.

We were both moaning with a mixture of pain and pleasure but I was driven by the desire to keep pushing further. Suddenly, I leaned over to kiss my mother as we were both fucked in the ass. She returned my kiss and out lips met.

I wondered if they suspected who she was.

I continued to ride Johns dick and kiss my mother while I played with my pussy until John pulled out and lay me on my back. He climbed onto the couch, knees beside my face, and started to fuck my mouth. I tasted my ass. It was bitter but I didn’t care. I took it hungrily, working to be even more enthusiastic than usual because it was dirtier when suddenly, I felt something entering my ass.

I thought it was Les’ dick, until I looked and saw my mother trying to stick her fist in my ass.

I almost came right ten. I stopped sucking Les dick and watched my mother trying to He fist me.

“Yess” I moaned as I took Jon’s dick into my hungry mouth again.

Mommy worked her hand expertly into my asshole, and soon she was almost in.

“Yes. Fuck my asshole.” I moaned as Les took her arm, which was buried now wrist deep in my ass.

One of the other guys had his cock in my mommy’s face now, and she was fucking my ass with her fist while sucking a large black cock of a stranger.

I was doing a terrible job on Les cock because I couldn’t stop watching Mommy. Then, Les gave up and put his cock in my pussy and rammed it home as my mommy’s fist was still fucking me at Johnny’s direction.

Oh my God, the feeling was amazing. But even more intense was the drive to keep going. Could I get dirtier?

Suddenly I had an idea. I pushed them all off and rolled Mommy over on her back. I got Les’ dick and led it to Mommy’s dripping pussy. He thrust it in and started to pound her immediately. Then I started to work on her ass.

I had never played with Mommy’s ass before, but all the years of being fucked by Daddy’s enormous shaft had left her loose and gaping. Before long, I was fucking her ass as Les fucked her pussy and John stood on the couch putting his cock in front of me to suck”

Then Les ledt my Moms pussy and went to her mouth. She sucked him greedily as I directed Johnny to her pussy She lay there with a large black cock in her mouth, one in her pussy and me in her ass.

We all fucked her furiously and she just lay there moaning.

Then, Johnny and Les climbed off and both presented their cocks to her face. She obediently began to suck them in turn, first one then the other and I began to more furiously pound her ass. As I pounded her, both guys came and she greedily took it all, swallowing all their seed.

I continued to pound her ass with my fist as the others took over now. It was as I intended. Mommy was a present for them, or vice versa, and In was just there to fill in and direct things. Mommy was sucking cock after cock as they took turns on her pussy. All the while my fist never left her ass.

When a cock presented itself to me, I sucked. I was fucked in the pussy. I was fucked in the ass. But, my fist never left her ass

After several cumshots had been deposited in us and on us, there was just me fisting my Mom’s ass. I started to lick all the cum off her pussy while driving deeper into her ass. She immediately began to write and shudder as she was cumming.

When she had stopped and just lay there a moaning lump, I climbed beside her, began to gently kiss her, and said “Good girl, Mommy.”

“Mommy!” Les yelled. “Aw, hell no”

“What did this bitch just do? You lyin’, aren’t you?” Johnny asked.

“This is my Mommy, Dawn, and this is Les and Johnny” I said.

“Bitch, you are crazy” said Johnny, still in disbelief.

“We’ll be back” I said as I stood up and started to pull my clothes back on. Mommy did too, but as she did, Les’ still erect cock brushed by her face. She took it, and took it deep into her mouth, as if a parting gift.

“Is she really your Momma?” Johnny asked.

“Yup” I said, beaming with pride. I had shocked them all. Now, Mommy and I were headed back out looking like a couple of whores that had been fucked hard. That’s exactly what we were, too.

“Do you need a ride somewhere?” Les asked.

“Nah” I said.

Mommy and I turned to leave.

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It wasn’t the best job in the nation, but it was still a good job. Cliff would seldom expect to lift heavy boxes and drive forklifts for the rest of his life, but seeing as how discomfort never found a place in this particular environment, he never complained about his limited opportunities in the job market. The robust thirty-four-year-old man had spent the past several years working in the industrial district of Los Angeles. Everything seemed to work in his favor: good benefits, flexible schedule, and competent employees including himself.

The lack of air conditioning in the entire warehouse would have to be the only thing that bothered him. When early August kicked in, high temperatures would demonstrate its abundance all around Southern California, resulting in humidity more excessive than before. Cliff would have to work inside the building with nothing but the heat being content with its fierce determination. In spite of the drawbacks of Mediterranean weather, Cliff never surrendered to nature. He was never the kind of man who would be defeated that easily. He had become a man with well-built arms and sturdy abs ever since he was a senior in high school. There would be no way for him to act as a weakling even if he had to pretend. He fought back the heat as he continued his job with no further interruptions.

On a Friday afternoon, as the heat showed no signs of disappearing, Cliff arranged large boxes and other miscellaneous items on the middle shelves with a forklift. The manager picked this certain period to give Cliff his well-deserved ten-minute break. Now would be the time for Cliff to exit the building and drink his water. He stepped outside with nothing but a cool bottle of water in his hand. He looked up to see the blue sky partially obscured by the city’s smog. Clouds however big or small were nowhere to be seen at this time. Summer just wouldn’t end. But Cliff didn’t mind the high temperatures as much as the other employees. He had lived in Southern California since birth, and the familiarity of the environment helped him ease his frustration.

He stood in the middle of a small parking lot situated at the back of the warehouse. Another warehouse next door had walls high and long enough to surround such a compact space, resulting in an almost claustrophobic manifestation of medal and asphalt. Cliff leaned against the concrete wall and took a long sip from his water bottle. He took off his white t-shirt and set it aside for the entirety of his break. He closed his eyes for a moment and took a deep breath to calm himself down.

When he opened his eyes again, he noticed someone from the corner of his eye. He looked to see a familiar face in the midst of an industrial backdrop. He had not seen this man since college, though the two of them did acknowledge their existence on social media at one time.

Cliff stood up straight, but left his shirt lying on the concrete. “I never expected to see you again. It’s good to see you, Alex.”

Alex gave him a little smile and said, “I hope life is treating you well.”

His introductory line had become such a common trait during their college years. The thirty-three-year-old Taiwanese-American man took a few steps closer. Cliff could see that very little had changed about him. Alex, who was only a year younger and two inches shorter than Cliff, wore a white polo shirt and a pair of brown pants. The skinny man wore eyeglasses and had short black hair fixed in a typical East Asian style. As a handsome man overall, whoever accepted his marriage proposal several years ago must have been one lucky woman.

Cliff asked, “How have you been lately?”

“There are bumpy roads ahead, but I think I’m still fit for survival.”

“What happened?”

Alex frowned. “I’ll explain later. Is your manager here?”

“He’s in the building. Why do you ask?”

“I’d like to see if there are any jobs available here.”

That almost surprised Cliff just a little bit. “Now why would you want to work in a place like this? You’re the one who got the master’s degree, not me.”

“To tell you the truth, I’m willing to work anywhere that allows me to live with a steady income.”

“This isn’t like you, Alex. Shouldn’t you be looking for a job downtown?”

“It’s getting harder and harder for a man to seek approval from executive markets.”

“Hey, you’re the smart one. I’m sure you can do better than this. I don’t mean to look down on myself, but I remember a time when you were destined to become a millionaire.”

“And that’s why there will be bumpy roads ahead.”

Cliff grew more attentive. “Now you really have to tell me what’s been happening lately.”

Alex put his hands in his pockets as he stepped a little closer. “My wife left me because she didn’t love me anymore. She filed for divorce just a few months ago. I never intended to hurt anyone, and yet I am the one who is kicked out of the house. She gets to take half of my annual income. I try to have a say in this matter, but my voice is meaningless. Gaziantep Otele Gelen Escort I now have to live the rest of my life in a one-bedroom apartment, eating nothing but canned goods and frozen dinners. I used to have a good life, but it crashed and burned when my wife started the affair.”

“I’m really sorry to hear that.”

Alex shrugged his shoulders. “The damage has been done, and I have to do something about it.”

“I thought you were working in an office somewhere. Did you get laid off?”

“You are correct. The company had to downsize because of bad business decisions. It’s a tragedy that has come out of its hiding place, and I’m its primary victim.”

Cliff had to make an important announcement. “I’ve got some bad news for you, Alex. Our warehouse has enough workers already. And besides that, you would have to lift a lot of heavy boxes, and no offense, but I don’t think you’re up to it.”

Alex gave a little smile for some odd reason. “Truth hurts.”

“You can still find a job around here somewhere, but it’s going to be little more competitive than you think.”

Alex shook his head as if he was feeling amused. “This is a welcome change from you. I remember a time when you wouldn’t think so highly of me.”

“What do you mean?”

“Don’t try to act as if you can’t remember our college days. Who do you think was the one who teased me and tried to intimidate me for four straight years? I’ve never met a jackass that had been as daunting as you.”

Cliff chuckled. “Hey, people always act that way when they’re still young. It’s like in high school. It’s to see who the weakest link is. Ironic, isn’t it?”

“I wouldn’t say that I had won the battle. I still lost everything, including my own wife.”

“You could regain all that if you tried hard enough.”

Alex’s little smile grew just a little larger as he looked down at Cliff’s half-naked body. “I can see that you’ve been taking care of yourself just fine.”

“It’s what I’d set out to do since twelfth grade. I like to think that I’m doing it right.”

Alex let out a long and slow sigh. “Of course, you are. Look at yourself. You have the body of a titan…and I can fully accept it. Sometimes, I envy you.”

Alex didn’t stop gazing at Cliff’s hairless muscular chest. Cliff didn’t find it alarming, though curiosity did kick in at the right moment. “So do you like what you see here?”

Alex finally looked up at him. “Oh, I still envy you. At least you didn’t choose the same route that I had taken.”

He stepped a little closer until the two of them stood just a few inches between each other. “You are so lucky. I always admire someone who does the right things.”

Cliff didn’t move at all. “I sense something strange about you.”

Alex let out a light and buoyant chuckle. “I used to despise you, but I can’t feel that way anymore.”

He looked down at Cliff’s chest once again. He whispered, “I just love the way you look.”

Cliff had rarely experienced a rather awkward situation, and this would have to be one of the very few. “I’m not sure where you’re going with this.”

Without hesitation, Alex raised his fingers and began to touch Cliff’s chest. The slow movement of Alex’s fingers as he slid them across the sturdy surface had almost caught Cliff off-guard.

“Why are you doing this?”

Alex’s smile had now grown more charming. It appeared almost seductive, as if a young woman gazed at Cliff’s body with ambitious eyes.

“Oh, Cliff…this is why I adore you so much.”

The two of them had grown silent in the realm of modern industry. Cliff had never expected this turn of events, and he could only assume that Alex, who seemed fixed in some kind of hypnosis, tried to play a dirty trick on him. But Alex would never be the type who would seek vengeance against his former adversaries, simply because he never knew how to fight back against anyone who confronted him in college.

Cliff remarked, “I think you’re about to lose your mind.”

Alex almost laughed. “Oh, I’m starting to love it when you tease me like that. It makes me admire you even more.”

The Taiwanese man pushed his boundaries even further as he leaned forward and, in an almost playful manner, touched the skin with both lips. Cliff could feel Alex’s warm breath acting as a soothing breeze against his chest.

Cliff whispered, “Why are you doing this?”

The tip of Alex’s moist tongue coated the skin with saliva. “I just want to forget everything that I’ve been through. You are the right man to help me.”

“What can I do?”

Alex whispered in his ear. “Hold me.”

Cliff didn’t question his motives any longer. He held Alex in his strong clean arms. Alex rested his head on Cliff’s shoulder, and the muscular white man let it happen. After hearing what Alex’s own ex-wife had done to him, giving him the consolation he deserved would have to be a wise decision on Cliff’s part. He could feel the Taiwanese man loosening up his entire body.

Alex could only express his satisfaction through words. “This feels good…I wish this could last longer.”

Cliff didn’t stop his embrace. Holding another man in his arms wasn’t uncommon. In fact, his personal preference for the same sex helped in erasing his unease. Now, feeling thankful for holding a handsome East Asian man close to his own body proved to be a welcome addition to his work day.

Suddenly, Cliff heard faint footsteps from behind him. Alex must have heard it as well, since he pulled himself away from Cliff and acted as if nothing even happened between the two of them. Cliff turned around to see one of his co-workers arriving at the small parking lot and reminding him that his ten-minute break had already ended two minutes ago.

Cliff nodded. “I’ll be inside as soon as possible.”

The co-worker eyed the Taiwanese man who had his hands in his pockets. “So who is this guy?”

Alex replied, “I’m just a friend from college, and I dropped by to say hello. I have to go now. It’s been nice seeing you, Cliff.”

Cliff waved his hand. “It’s been nice seeing you, too.”

Alex’s little smile had returned. “I hope we get to meet up again soon.”

Cliff had taken a liking to that little smile. “I’m sure it’ll be sooner than you think.”

Alex walked away, leaving Cliff and the co-worker to step back inside the warehouse. But before he could join the rest of the employees for a few more hours of heavy lifting, Cliff stayed at the open doorway to watch Alex disappearing into a narrow alley. Just watching the East Asian man walking away made him want to see more of their drastic change in their current relationship. Cliff had a good feeling that Alex’s state of mind faced a dilemma when revising its standard procedures. The bitter divorce, coupled with unemployment, would have destroyed any man’s status in society. Seeing it happen to someone who Cliff used to bully around didn’t please him very much. But after their tender embrace, he yearned to make a few improvements in Alex’s life.

Cliff looked up at the sky to see that nothing has changed. The smog tainted the image of a clear blue sky. In the far distance, the towering skyline appeared majestic when situated below the brilliant afternoon sun. The metropolitan locale would have been the right location for a man like Alex, but Cliff started to wonder how he would manage to endure the hazards in the region of industry.

* * *

He did wait for Alex to return, but it never happened on that same day. When Saturday arrived, Cliff resumed work in the same building. Even as he enjoyed a little recollection of yesterday in his mind, the man never broke concentration of his duties. The heat had grown just a little less than last time, though the employees still found the newly formed sweat on their bodies rather troublesome.

Work ended officially in the late afternoon. Everyone in the warehouse was ready to return home after simple yet demanding labor. Every eighteen-wheeler truck that paid a visit had already left the building, while the manager turned off all the lights. Cliff and a few of his co-workers would be the last to leave the parking lot. He said farewell to the others and waited for them to exit the parking lot. He stepped inside his sedan and turned on the engine. He activated the air conditioning and remained still as the rest of the employees drove away. He waited until he was the only one residing on the asphalt. A welcome change in the air helped him ease his discontent with today’s high temperatures. He wanted to turn on the radio, but a familiar face prevented him from simply pushing a button.

Cliff anticipated Alex’s return, but not like this. He spotted the Taiwanese man in the far distance, wandering in a random direction in the same alley as before. Alex’s fleeting look coupled with his signature little smile had to indicate something worthwhile. Cliff turned off the engine and got out of his car. He watched as Alex disappeared in the alley. Never had his curiosity controlled his mindset so much. There was now only one thing to do. Cliff left the parking lot on foot and followed his former classmate just as the setting sun forced the sky to consume a more orange hue in the west.

Alex wandered deeper into the core of the city’s industrial district. Since everyone who worked here had already left home, the industrialized terrain had become a silent wasteland. Concrete walls and empty streets added a mystical vibe that eased Cliff’s fatigue. He had grown familiar with this region for the last five years. This was his sanctuary, his humble abode gratefully unaltered by hopeless intruders.

After walking past two blocks, Cliff finally witnessed a sudden change in Alex’s simple antic. Alex came across an abandoned building, an enormous warehouse almost the same size as the one Cliff worked in. Its broken windows and the dull white paint on its walls gave the impression that it had been left behind almost a decade ago. Cliff, standing on the other side of the street, watched as Alex opened a door near the corner and entered the building. Cliff had two options. He would have to run back to his car and return home, or he would have to step inside the same building and see what Alex had in store for him. Seeing as how anything would be possible at this point, Cliff ran across the street and used the same entrance to gain personal access.

Inside, faint sunlight seeped through the windows to show that the building had been stripped of its original contents. The tall shelves standing in an almost perfect row remained vacant. The windows on the walls were either stained in bright brown or permanently broken. Various debris lay scattered on the concrete floor. The afternoon heat had decided to cram its humid aroma inside the building. And within a few seconds, Cliff spotted Alex near one of the shelves. He wore a black sleeveless undershirt and a pair of brown cargo shorts. His little smile never departed from his visible features.

Cliff stepped closer and remarked, “I’m not sure why I’m here, but I hope it’s for a good reason.”

Alex slowly licked his upper lip. “It’s for a good cause. I’m sure of it.”

Cliff eyed him from top to bottom. Alex looked even more appealing than ever. His current attire added just a little more panache to his slim exterior. Cliff craved an instant grab at human flesh, though he waited for Alex to confirm their current situation with just a few words.

The Taiwanese man handed him an unopened water bottle. “You looked parched. You must have worked really hard today.”

Cliff replied, “Sure, you could say that.”

“Drink up. You shouldn’t drive home dehydrated. It could be a little dangerous. I don’t like it when the people I care about are in danger.”

Cliff gazed at the water bottle in his hand. “Why are you here, Alex?”

Alex chuckled. “That’s for you to find out. Go ahead. Drink it. You should be rejuvenated after all of that arduous labor.”

“It wasn’t THAT hard.”

“Still, it would make me happy knowing that you’ll be cool and refreshed.”

Cliff didn’t complain. Simple refreshment was what he needed at a time like this. He popped open the cap and took a long sip of water. Its low temperature consumed a good fraction of his body. Such a soothing experience helped in easing the tension in Cliff’s body and mind.

After drinking half of the contents in the bottle, he remarked, “You’re trying to tell me something.”

Alex sighed. “I must confess…I’ve been thinking about you a lot recently.”

“Is that so?”

“I am a little amazed at how you’ve lived your life so well.”

“I’m not exactly a millionaire. You know that already.”

Alex chuckled. “Yes, but you have never faced monumental obstacles guaranteed to ruin your life. You work and play without any interruptions. You’re someone that I truly admire.”

Alex looked down at Cliff’s chest once more. “You look a little uncomfortable. Let me take that off for you.”

Cliff wasn’t fond of the heat in the abandoned building, anyway. “I can do it myself just fine.”

He took off his white t-shirt and set it aside on the empty shelf.

Alex’s eyes looked as if they had been under instant hypnosis. He gazed at Cliff’s uncovered torso with a charismatic smile.

“Oh…who would have thought that you’d help me ease my pain?”

Cliff stayed still. “I’m not even doing anything.”

“Yes, you are. You’re helping me forget about my divorce. You’re helping me forget about my ex-wife and my dreadful apartment. All you had to do was show me your body.”

Alex did the same thing as before by laying his fingers on Cliff’s hearty chest. The light touch made Cliff feel a little more inspiring. Alex slid his fingers further down. His unbreakable gaze showed no signs of looking away from his primary target.

“I know I shouldn’t be doing this. I should depend on my conventional options to help boost my own morale. But…there’s just something about you that I can’t resist.”

Those words had been the perfect signal for Cliff to heighten the tension inside his own hectic psyche. After a hard day’s work on a hot summer weekend, there would only be one thing to help him release his mental pressure and it had nothing to do with watching TV when returning home.

“It’s too quiet in this building. I think it’s time we make a lot of noise.”

Clearly enthused by the statement, Alex licked his lips. His seductive glance never revealed its own expiration date just yet.

“After a hard day’s work, you deserve a little entertainment of your own. Here’s how to start.”

Alex’s prelude consisted of him dropping down to his knees and unzipping Cliff’s pants. Cliff let it happen. He needed a good reason to feel energized at this time.

“Go ahead. You want to see it for yourself, don’t you?”

Alex couldn’t wait any longer. He pulled down Cliff’s jeans and boxer shorts to examine what he yearned for. It used to stay limp in his jeans, but now, Cliff’s cock had already begun its deliberate cultivation. It grew harder as Alex slowly caressed it with his fingers.

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First chapter to sort of set up the story line , before I get into the real shameless smut. Chapters will get raunchier as Brandon gets consumed by revenge to destroy his sisters dream life, he will get more depraved and immoral as the story line continues and so do others characters and I look forward to writing about it.

Prologue:

This could have all been avoided if she had just kept her huge, insufferable mouth shut. No matter how much I pleaded, begged and practically groveled on my knees to cry, she had absolutely no mercy. It’s her fault I’m now the black-sheep outcast freak of my family. She hated me ever since we were kids, when I was meek five year old boy when she was bratty ten year old demon, and though I never even knew why before, the betrayal on that day had awoken a deep seeded hatred for her entire pathetic being and from that day I vowed my revenge.

Although, nowadays, I’m beginning to realize why she’s hated me, especially now as I’m taking of this suffocating suit jacket and unfastening a few buttons off my white dress shirt to reveal my slender torso and my cream colored collarbone, you see ,I was and still am considered to be a very beautiful boy, complements of my mother’s gorgeous looks, unlike my sister, I got the good side of the family gene poll, I got my mother’s blonde hair and bright blue eyes whilst she got my father’s black hair and brown eyes, not that those are bad features on someone but her condescending ,uptight attitude just gave her an air of a boring and bitter librarian ,at least I thought it did.

Recently, as I’ve been looking back I’ve realized that she has always been jealous of me. That explains the putting sticky stuff in my hair , messing with marker on my face in my sleep and always breaking my toys. Constantly making my life miserable.

She always found a way to get me in trouble with our parents whilst maintaining an innocent upfront, but then one look at my blue puppy eyes would instantly cause them to be a very lenient in punishments for ‘my’ bad behavior. And it helped that I was a huge momma’s boy. And that pissed her off.

So it Gaziantep Oral Escort was no surprise when at age seventeen, when she caught me putting on my mom’s makeup with a pair of silk panties on, that she snitched on me like the jealous rat that she was. Probably mad that I looked better with or without makeup that she ever could in her life. After that incident, my father closed minded that he is, forced to cut my blonde locks into a buzz cut [ I cried on my mom for days] an cut ties with my friends .I was no longer his well-mannered son , now I was a freak cross-dresser that had to be kept in check 24/7.Relations between my father and I are more strained than ever now .My mother tried her best to keep us together as a family, but I could tell deep down she blamed and disliked Carly for destroying her family.

So it’s a wonder how two years later, me, Brandon Skyler at age nineteen is being guilt tripped by my mother into coming to this freaking wedding ceremony of someone that I’d much rather shove of a precipice. Yep, my older sister Carly freaking Skyler is getting married to some rich CEO heir she met six months ago. Devlin, or Dave or something. Oh yeah, it’s Dean. I think.

I’ve meet him a couple of times, when she brought him over to obviously show off to me, that she was actually capable to snagging a hot hunk of a guy. I wanted to hate him, really, but he was just so freaking…..nice, like creepily nice. Like some kind of trained robot. It was disturbing to say the least. He suggesting that instead of an immediate honeymoon, he would leave family’s mansion, to come home and spend some time with his bride’s family to get to know us better, before, I guess whisking her off to the life of the rich and famous. Oh joy.

Back to the present, after checking myself out in the bathroom, face flushed pink from the alcohol I drank to stop myself from setting fire to the entire reception table, I ruffled my neck length blonde hair and applied a thin layer of red lipstick I snuck in my pants pocket, it wasn’t noticeable but it drew just a bit more attention to my lips, I mean, if I’m here might as well try to get laid by brother in law’s rich colleagues right?

After making sure I looked properly debauched I turned to walk out of the restroom, but not after bumping into the man of the hour himself. As I stumbled backwards he reached his arms out on my shoulders to steady me. He was looking quite pleased with himself as he straightened me up, brother-in-law bonding? Then he gave me a look over.

‘I see you are well enjoying yourself on this celebration” He chuckled in a deep voice, eyes sizing up my artificially created disheveled appearance. Gosh, do rich people actually talk like this, and I have to spend about a month with this guy. Suddenly his forest green squinted his eyes and leaned forward, getting into my personal space, he eyes lowered to my lips and found its way back to mine.

‘Incredible…let me ask you, is that really your natural lip color?’ My breath hitched, I mean how you tell another guy you are wearing lipstick. I opted to stiffly nod my head instead, looking at him to gauge his reaction.

His gaze held mine for a while and dropped down a bit, for a second, if the wedding ring on his finger didn’t prove he was straight, I would’ve almost thought he was checking me out. Then as if out of a trance, he blinked his eyes rapidly a bit, and pulled back, ran his fingers though his dark brown hair and without a word unzipped himself to use the urinal. Still dazed by the strange interaction, I just stood there and watched him take out..omg is that nine inches!!and that girth!!hmmm, wouldn’t I like to gag that down my throat and bounce on that co- I guess I was ogling and possibly drooling as a throat cleared itself and a lifted my eyes up to meet Deans slightly superior smirk and a raised eyebrow.

I realized he was waiting for my reaction, maybe for me to flush embarrassingly and scurry off back to the party. Instead I looked him deep in his eyes, bit my lip to make sure that’s were his attention was, and slowly but sensuously slid my tongue over it. I let out a breathy over exaggerated moan. Catching a glimpse at his baffled expression, I slowly turned around, and leisurely cat-walked out, swaying my hips in a way I know made both the gay and straight guys in my high school crazy, and with one last wink over my shoulder I was out of the door.

As I made my way back to the table next to my mother, I started a light conversation with her, ignoring the hungry glances that I got from some guests. Of course with any amount of attention I got in her presence, I could feel Carly’s evil glare and smirk burn holes into me as she sat down two seats next to me, my mother stiffened besides me, sensing something bad might happen, then, Carly suddenly got up and ‘accidentally’ tripped which resulted in red wine being splashed all over my neck and clothes, staining it bright red. My mother just gaped at the scene and then turned to glared at her evil daughter. Then with a too cherry, fake apology, Carly just pranced off away to entertain her guests.

Resisting the urge to strangle the living daylights out of that bitch, I furiously got up and made my way to the restroom once again. Whilst entering the bathroom, I am meet with a flushed Dean splashing water on his face, as we made eye contact through the mirror, I observed as his eyes trailed the red liquid along my neck and chest and there was an audible gulp echoed throughout the bathroom, then quickly averting his eyes, he turned the tap off and rushed out.

As I stared at the large growing stain on my shirt in the mirror, something inside me just snapped. All my sister’s cruel wicked torment on my life came flashing back to me like a horrible nightmare, it released a sick park of me that I never knew existed, and right now it only desired vengeance in its unadulterated form at any cost. As I thought of Dean’s reactions to me earlier, a nasty thought came to my mind, and just like that my brain started formulating new creative ways at witch I could destroy Carly’s life in the next month, each idea more depraved than the last, I smirked to myself, this new shameless sense of immorality sent delightful chills up my spine. I loved it .Wanted more. She took my happiness , my mother’s joy, my father’s love for his family and my friends away. She was going to pay for making my life a living hell. She will wish for hell when I’m done with her.

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