Evolution of a Whore Pt. 02

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I must have drifted off for a while, but I was awakened by the sound of a door slamming. I still had the taste of my cum in my mouth. My vision was slightly blurred but I could see and hear several men in the room undressing.

I felt hands roughly lift me to a kneeling position.

“On your hands and knees bitch!” said a gruff voice.

A thick cock was shoved in my face and pressed against my lips.

“Time for you to perform slut.”

As the cock pressed into my mouth, I felt the cold lube dripping onto my asshole. As the cock in my mouth reached the back of my throat, another large cock slid into my ass in one motion, burying itself deep into my sore ass. This was far larger than the first cock I had taken earlier and I was filled with both pleasure and pain.

I couldn’t speak as the cock in my mouth began pumping and fucking my face.

I was now experiencing a split roasting, something I had watched many times in porn. My fear was quickly overcome by lust as the cocks found a rhythm, fucking my mouth and ass at the same time. I was lost in ecstasy and lost track of time, not cognizant, but enjoying every minute. I felt the cock in my ass swell, drive deep and shoot a hot stream of cum deep into me. Before I could react the cock in my mouth exploded and poured cum down my throat, and I instinctively swallowed it all.

“Now that’s a good whore, swallow it all.”

Before I could recover, I was picked up off the bed and stood up, face against a wall, cum dripping from my ass and mouth. I felt someone come from behind me and slide a large lubed cock into my empty hole. I could not see around me, but I could feel strong hands grab my hips like a vice, and I was helpless. The cock slid deep inside me, it seemed each new cock was larger than the last, even as my ass continues to stretch to meet the new challenges.

As the cock withdrew, it was pounded back with a force that lifted me off my feet and drove deep, forcing a shriek from my lips. I tried to stand on my tiptoes to ease the pain, but the fucking became more intense. Each thrush seemed to go deeper and lift me off my feet. I would Anadolu Yakası Escort come down just in time to meet the next thrust. It was the most painful and yet, most exciting moment of my life. I never knew anyone could fuck like that; it was pure primal.

The pounding went on forever, but I could feel my cum flowing from my half-erect cock. The thrusting became faster and the final thrust drove me in the air and into the wall and the cock slammed its cum deep inside my gut. When the man withdrew, I slumped to the ground, unable to stand. My legs were weak and shaking as I lay crumpled on the ground with some strangers’ seed leaking from my battered ass.

Two sets of strong hands carried me to the bed, where another man waited with a massive cock pointing straight into the air. I was lowered onto the cock with someone guiding it into my waiting hole. The man on the bed began pumping my ass while another shoved a cock into my mouth. Sucking cock now became an instinct when one was placed in front of me.

A cock was placed in each of my hands and I began stroking them, as it seemed what was expected. The cock was removed from my mouth and the man fucking me grabbed me around the torso and pulled me close to him in a bear hug.

“You’re going to love this whore, or at least we will.”, he laughed.

I felt someone placing lube on my ass and I froze in fear.

“Holy fuck, they’re going to shove another monster in my ass! I can barely handle one.”, my mind screamed.

I tried to squirm and get loose but was pinned down. I felt the head enter me and I screamed. It didn’t matter, it kept going deeper and deeper. My eyes started to roll back into my head and I thought I was going to pass out, I could feel my ass tearing. Finally, both cocks were balls deep in my poor ass and I felt stuffed and stretched.

They began a rhythmic back and forward motion, as one would pull out, one would slide in. The pace started to pick up and I was lost in pain. Soon my pain turned to an uncontrollable desire for more, my cock was limp, but I felt the rush of orgasms.

“Yes, Anadolu Yakası Escort Bayan yes, fuck me, fuck me!”, as I realized it was my voice screaming.

I was shocked, I didn’t recognize myself anymore, I was some lusty animal craving only more. Their rhythm quickened and cum spewed from my soft cock, I could feel it between my belly and the hairy belly of the bottom man. It oozed and lubricated our friction. I felt like I was on some psychedelic drug, lost in ecstasy. Both men came at the same time, and I orgasmed again, my whole body shaking, no sperm, just a body-shaking orgasm. The men pulled out and rolled me off and I was physically limp.

I thought it was finally over, but I was wrong. I felt two men lift me off the bed and carry me to the center of the room, each one holding me by my thigh and back. I felt someone behind me and I was lowered onto another waiting cock. I then watched someone facing me, and as he pulled close, guided his cock into my already full hole.

I was raised and lowered again and again on both cocks, taking all four men to perform this fucking session. There were not two rhythms this time, both cocks were plunged into me at the same time, deeper each time, stretching my once virgin hole to its limit. The rough fucking continued and I came multiple times as the cocks touched something deep inside me; a magic switch. Finally, both men came deep inside me, letting out guttural grunts.

I was placed on my back on the bed, with my ass on the very edge, good god, what more could they do to me.

“I think he ready for big Mike.”, someone snickered.

Both my legs were held up and apart. As I looked forward, a monster of a man approached. His size was frightening enough, but what hung between his legs brought pure terror. His cock had to be at least a foot long and as thick as my forearm. I tried to break loose from the grip, but it was no use, I was too exhausted and there were too many strong hands holding me down.

I watched in horror as he placed a massive amount of lube on this mutant cock and approached my open hole. Escort Anadolu Yakası As the tip of the head started to enter my ass, I howled in pain, he was splitting me in two. He was slow but did not stop. He continued to push his monster into me. I was in agony as each inch slid in. I could feel him in my stomach as he continued to push into me.

I finally felt his balls against my ass, and I felt more stuffed than after thanksgiving dinner. Then he began to fuck me, in and out. It was unlike anything else I will ever experience. I could not only feel, but I could see the bulge in my stomach as he fucked me. The pain was intense but it came with pleasure that I may never experience again. My cock was limp, but I could see cum pushed out on every thrust. I cannot count the number of times I came, not sperm, but just the orgasmic feeling without ejaculation. I cannot describe the feeling, but I will spend my life trying to experience that sensation again.

When he came, I thought his come would shoot out my mouth, it felt that intense. As he pulled out, I could feel a stream of cum leave my ass, but knew there was more, deeper inside me. I was gently slid to the top of the bed and it was over. I could not move; it was like I’d run two marathons and an iron man competition.

I was waiting to hear the men leave, but instead looked up and found six or seven cocks stroking above me. As I watched in fascination, all the cocks were stroked and then they began to shoot their sperm all over my face. My face, eyes, mouth, cheeks, and hair were all covered in cum from these men. I could taste and smell it all. I lay there, a cum covered whore as the men dressed and eventually left. I drifted off to sleep, having swallowed, been injected, and covered in cum. I had man sperm deep in me and on me.

The next morning, I woke, covered in dry cum. I worked my way to the bathroom and cleaned up, I knew that I’d be leaking cum for days. I also knew my life could never, would never, be the same.

I tried to return to a normal day and check my email. There was an email from the massage company and I assumed it was my receipt. However, when I opened it up, it contained an mp4. I opened the video and saw that it was a recording of the day before. I sat there, stunned, but watched the entire video. I masturbated to it over and over again, cumming several times; it was almost as exciting as the actual event. No, my life would never be the same.

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Birthday Party Weekend

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The Birthday Party Begins.

There I was, standing by the dock of the lake. Writing that now it sounds funny almost song-like, but at the time, I was feeling pretty stupid and a lot sorry for myself. I had just broken off my engagement to a real jerk of a guy and was feeling pretty low, not for being rid of him but because I had just been invited by my friend Sue to come on out to the lake with my fiancée, for a birthday party weekend for our friend Karen.

I had called Sue back to tell her I was not going to come but she wouldn’t hear it.

Sue made it quite clear that I was coming, saying, “what do you mean not come, now you have to come so we can make sure you don’t get drunk and take on the whole basketball squad like you did the last time you were dumped.”

Feeling my cheeks burning red remembering that night, I quickly replied, “Hey, I broke it off this time, he didn’t dump me.”

Nevertheless, Sue wouldn’t take no for an answer and I had to go.

So, there I was waiting for the boat to pick me up and take me to the island where my friends were gathering, not only for a birthday celebration, but to cheer me up and keep me from doing something stupid.

I saw the boat coming towards me, but did not recognize the two people on board, but it was definitely Karen’s boat. The boat pulled up and this very good-looking guy jumped out and tied off the boat.

He walked right up to me and said, “You must be Lynn. I’m Steven, and this is John. Sue asked us to come on over to the mainland and pick you up.”

“How did you know I was Lynn?” I asked rather perplexed.

John quickly spoke and his voice just made me melt, “Karen described you – but you are definitely much prettier in person.”

I blushed I guess, and thanked them. They took my bags, and John helped me into the boat, with one hand on my arm and the other in the small of my back. Just then the boat swayed and I was happy to fall back into John as he grabbed me a little harder to steady me. I was lost in his strong arms. He lifted me up and deposited my in the boat.

Steven handed me a beer saying, “you better finish this one, cause your already 3 behind the other ladies.”

“Thanks for the warning,” I replied. Knowing full well that if Karen and Sue had already downed a six-pack between them, it was going to be a long day.

As I was finishing my beer, I could see the dock ahead and what looked like Karen and Sue waving. As we pulled along side, I noticed that not only were they not alone, there was another guy with them, but more importantly, Karen and Sue were both topless.

Karen has a great body, she is 5’4″ with beautiful green eyes and perfectly formed 38D breasts and she had a gorgeous tan line to boot, that I assumed she was trying to lose now.

Sue on the other hand was about 5’5″ with blond hair and a very nice stomach and a hard firm looking behind. She had been sort of shortchanged in the breast area, but POOF one day she too Pendik Escort had nice firm, high 34C breasts.

Karen, Sue and I had always been friends; there was even a modest rivalry that existed between us. I always wanted Karen’s big breasts, but didn’t want to pay for them, and I always wanted Sue’s natural blond hair, and they both had said how they wished they had my legs and deep blue eyes.

I am 5’7″ will long legs, a nice body smallish breasts 34B, dark blond, OK brunette but sometimes blond, I don’t mind paying for hair coloring just not a nice pair, and the aforementioned blue eyes.

I jumped off the boat, and hugged both Karen and Sue at the same time, wishing Karen a happy birthday. In the meantime, they both were pulling at my top as Sue said, “when in Rome.”

I was a little embarrassed but let Sue help me with my top, after all I didn’t want to feel left out, and I knew from experience they were going to get their way, no matter what.

When my top was finally off, I got a round of applause from the two of them. My face and now my neck turned pink and then almost crimson when I remembered that there were guys there, but as Sue said, “when in Rome.”

I got another beer handed to me and was introduced to Gary. It turned out that Gary was Karen’s current boyfriend, and Steven was Sue’s current boyfriend.

I turned to John and asked, “So who are you here with?”

John quickly replied, “Me? Oh I guess I am here with the lovely lady that blushes so much.”

You can imagine the color of my skin after that remark. But not to be outdone, I walked over to John and quickly tugged at his shirt saying, “I thought there was a rule here? Off with your top too.”

John was quick to oblige and I got a real nice close up of this hard-body as my hands ran up his stomach and chest to help him take off his top.

“It was his time to blush now,” I thought, but I was wrong, it was I who blushed even more just feeling his flat stomach and rippled chest.

The other girls joined in and had their boyfriend’s shirts off too. I was in the middle of a Mr. America competition. Sue snuggled up to Steven and grabbed his arms, saying “Firm arms, I like that.”

Karen not to be outdone grabbed Gary in the crotch and said, “You are so right. Firm is good.”

I looked at John and just smiled. But he walked up to me and putting him mouth to my ear whispered “When in Rome.” and his hands slipped down my back and grabbed my ass, he said “Yup, I have to agree with you all, firm is an understatement.”

I would have normally been really pissed off, but it seemed like it was all in good fun and I really did enjoy the feeling it gave me.

Sue feeling like the party animal she was, just dropped to her knees and lamented to Steven, “How come you aren’t firm in font like Gary?” She nuzzled her face into his crotch and pulled down his shorts to reveal a slightly growing hard on.

“I was hoping you Pendik Escort Bayan would fix that problem for me Sue,” was Steven’s only response.

I stood there and watched as Sue took the growing cock and placed it on her tongue, sliding her tongue over and around his twitching cock. She reached up a hand and started to gently cup his nuts as her mouth slowly started to pull his cock head into her mouth, with her tongue still reaching out under his growing cock and flicking at his cocks underside. I could feel the heat all the way over where I was, and realized that I wasn’t the only one that felt the heat. John was starting to breath heavy right behind me and I could feel his hands touching my arms, sort of holding on to me.

I looked over to Karen and Gary and saw Gary standing right behind her with his hands rubbing and pulling on Karen’s nipples making them stand even more erect. Gary was nibbling Karen’s neck and I could see him moving back and forth slowly grinding into her backside.

My attention diverted back to Sue and I could see that she had taken Steven’s cock further into her mouth and was slowly sliding on and off of his dick. She had a good rhythm going and I could see the saliva building up on her tongue and his cock making the piston action really hot. Steven’s hands were holding on to Sue’s head and he started to fuck her mouth while she cupped his balls.

Steven blurted out, “Oh yes, that feels so good, don’t stop.”

Sue didn’t look like she was going to stop anytime soon, in fact, one of her hands slid up and behind his balls and started to push in on his asshole. Her hand was so wet from the combination of pre-cum and spit that dribbled off of his cock and onto his balls, that she had no trouble at all in getting a finger into his ass.

Steven grunted and tried to speak but all that he could say was, “Oh, cum, I’m now, cum, oh,” as I saw Sue slam her finger into his ass hard as she rammed her face all the way down onto his cock, sucking in the entire shaft right down to his pubes.

Sue pulled back on his cock and I watched as his cum covered dick glistened in the air. His cock was still hard as a rock and throbbing in mid air. Sue pulled her finger out of his ass and Steven started to squirt all over again and shot his cum all over Sue’s face, as she giggled and rubbed in into her face and down onto her breasts.

I stood there breathing heavy, not even aware that John had started to rub his hands over my belly and onto my breasts. At the sight of Steven shooting his load I was mesmerized and stared until my attentions were drawn to Karen who was now naked and bent over the picnic table on the dock as Gary’s face was buried deep in Karen’s crack.

I heard squishing sounds as I could barely make out Gary’s fingers slipping in and out of Karen’s pussy. I looked down and saw that Gary was naked as well and he was hung. He had the largest dick I had ever seen in my life. It was Escort Pendik at least 10 inches long and was very wide.

Karen let out a scream, and begged, “fuck me, please give it too me now, fuck me hard.” They had obviously been going at it the whole time that Sue was sucking off Steven.

I closed my eyes for a moment as I felt the tingling in my pussy and once again realized that the additional reason for my warm feeling was John as he was moving his hand down to my pussy and was rubbing the outside while his other hand was tweaking at my nipple.

Not wanting this feeling to stop, I slowly opened my eyes just in time to see Gary’s monster cock positioned right at Karen’s pussy. I held my breath as I watched and felt myself that large cock sliding into Karen’s pussy. In my case it was John’s finger slipping off my lips and finding its way inside my pussy.

“Oh, yes,” both Karen and I said almost at the same time.

I felt John’s finger rubbing at the top of my slit in time with Gary sliding back and forth into Karen. I felt my nipple being pinched harder as I saw Gary’s hand slapping at Karen’s ass. I felt a hard cock pushing up against me as I took in the whole wonderful sight in front of me.

I saw Karen arch her back and swore out, “Fuck me harder, oh fuck me, I want to cum on your cock, your cock is so good.”

This egged Gary and John on even more as I melted back into Johns body as I could see Gary ramming in and out of Karen. I saw Gary tense up as I too felt a wave of pleasure rush over me.

I screamed out, “Harder, fuck her harder, yes, yes like that,” relieved that John could tell I meant for him to finger me harder as well. I was so happy when I felt John’s fingers move quicker in and out of me and over my clit as I watched the hard fucking in front of me.

I looked ahead as Karen began screaming, “Yes, I’m Cumming, yes, shoot it on my ass, please.” Gary pulled out of Karen and slipped his cock up and between Karen’s ass cheeks as he let out a low grunt that I could feel from where I was and I saw gobs and gobs of cum come sailing out of his throbbing hard cock and land over Karen’s ass and back.

Just then I felt a tidal wave come crashing down on me as I too started to cum. I folded up and fell to the deck of the dock and just rocked myself back and forth feeling the rush come over me.

I wasn’t sure how much time had passed, probably only a few seconds, but when I looked up, there was John with his hard cock in his hand, rubbing it back and forth with the lubrication from my pussy.

I looked up at him, smiled remembering what he had done to me, and how excited I had become when watching my friends get cum shot on them and, I begged him, “please, cum on me, I want to feel you cum on me.”

That was what did it for him, because in two more strokes, John was shooting his cum onto my tits. I felt each glob of cum hit me and it felt like I was being washed over in another tidal wave that would not end.

When I woke up, I was in the house, by the fire with everyone else sitting down sipping wine. Karen had my head in her lap stroking my arms and said, “Welcome to my Birthday Party Weekend.”

But that is another story for another time. Tell me what you think of this one.

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Jessica’s Fun

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Jessica starts her day by taking a long hot shower. She shaves her legs and her pink pussy lips. She then washes her long dark brown hair and pins it up before she moves to washing the rest of her body. She slowly lathers up her body from her head to painted red toes making sure to wash every inch of her body along the way. Slowly she brushes against her soft pink nipples with the sponge and rubs them softly.

Once Jessica finishes in the shower she leans over and grabs a towel off the rack to wrap around her wet body. She then moves to wipe off the mirror and looks at her reflection. She brushes her long hair and lets it down while it dries.

Jessica then washes her face, puts in her contacts and does her makeup for the day. She starts with a nice smoky eye that makes her green eyes pop, and finishes with a bright red lip stain for her full lips.

Now she moves to her bedroom looking through her drawers to find something to wear. Jessica drops her towel and slips into a black lace thong and matching push up bra. The thong hugs her ass nicely and gives it great shape. The bra pushes up her c cup breasts and makes them look extra perky. Jessica watches and admires the way her pale skin pops from the black color.

She then finds her dark blue skinny jeans and slide them over her firm ass. Then she pulls on a low cut top and finishes the outfit with a sweater that ties under her breasts. She slips on her boots and heads out to do some shopping.

After a long day of shopping and visiting with some friends for a causal dinner, Jessica finally arrives home and gets all the groceries put away.

She thinks to herself, ‘I think I want to head to the club tonight and see if I can bring home anything new to play with.’ She smiles to herself in her full length Kadıköy Escort mirror.

So Jessica strips down to her bra and panties and admires her curvy body in the mirror. She massages her breasts through her bra, gliding her fingertips across her pale milky flesh.

She reaches behind her and unclasps her bra and lets it fall to the floor. Her full tits jiggle and bounce as they are set free. She slides both hands across her breasts and kneads them in her hands. Then she takes her right nipple between her fingers and tugs and twists it. A moan escapes Jessica’s lips as she watches herself in the mirror.

Jessica then takes her left breast and lifts it to her lips. She wraps her red lips around her hardening nipple and gently sucks on it while she continues to play with the right nipple with her fingers.

She moves over to the bed and before she sits down, Jessica pulls down her thong so she is now standing naked in front of her mirror. She pauses to admire her naked reflection staring back at her. Then she slowly slides herself onto her king size bed and lays back.

Jessica moves her right hand back to her hard pink nipples and her left hand glides along her tummy to her belly button. She makes circles around her belly button that causes her to shiver in delight.

In her mind, all Jessica can think about is having a man sitting there in front of her as she pleasures herself. His hard cock in his hand slowly stroking.

Jessica’s left hand continues its path to her pussy lips. She spreads her legs and looks in the mirror. Her pussy lips are glistening with her juices. She takes a finger and presses it between her pussy lips and brings it up to her other lips to get a taste. A moan escapes her lips again as she tastes Kadıköy Escort Bayan herself on her finger.

Jessica moves both of her hands back down to her wet pussy. Both her feet up on the bed on either side of her keeping her legs spread open. Her left hand opens her wet lips and her right hand slowly teases her clit.

Jessica’s moans fill the room as she teases and plays with her clit, bringing much needed pleasure to her body. One finger dips into her pussy as her other hand continues to press her clit.

She teases her clit with her fingertip as she finds her G spot inside her dripping pussy. She presses against it and it sends her through waves of want.

Jessica continues to tease herself and tries to hold back as long as possible, but she can’t want any longer and gives into her lust. Her hips buck as waves of her first orgasm come crashing down on her.

She doesn’t let up as her first orgasm hits. She slides another finger into her pussy and finger fucks herself faster with need. Her chest is heaving as she continues to pleasure her body.

Just as the pressure is building again, Jessica removes her fingers from her pussy and rubs faster on her clit. She screams out as she starts cumming and squirting all over her bed. But she’s not done yet, she fucks her pussy again with more force, hitting her G spot every time and pressing that button that sends shock waves through her entire body.

Jessica is squirming all over the bed as orgasm after orgasm continues to pleasure her entire body. She moans out in ecstasy as she squirts again. Her body jerks with every touch to her now very sensitive clit.

Jessica is now just laying on her bed trying to catch her breath. Her chest heaving as she moves her hands Escort Kadıköy back up to play with her sensitive nipples some more.

Once she has calmed down a bit, Jessica gets out of bed and plugs something into the wall. Then she goes to her drawer and pulls out one of her favorite toys. Her magic wand. She then sits back on the bed with her back against her pillows.

Jessica uncrosses her legs and rubs the wand along her slit, getting it wet. Her moans filling the room again as she switches the wand on. She presses it against her hard clit and cums again in an instant.

Her hand moves up and twists and pulls at her nipples while she continues her pleasure on her needy pussy. Jessica’s nipples are like pebbles now as she pinches and plays with them.

Jessica keeps her wand on her sensitive clit and she slides her fingers back into her tight pussy. She can barely touch her clit anymore but she needs to cum again, however she can. Her body is begging to be touched and thrown into ecstasy one more time.

She works her fingers inside and her wand on her clit. She is breathing heavy again and moaning out loud.

“Please fuck me,” she says to an empty room.

Jessica can’t hold back. She knows this is going to be a big climax and she pushes fast and hard for it. Her hand slides out of her pussy and up to her nipples as the wand pressed against her clit sends her over the edge.

She screams and yells as her pussy contracts and her clit can no longer take the pressure from the wand. Her pussy squirting across the room and soaking her bed even further.

Jessica lays there panting and her pussy still in contractions. Her breath slows and she decides to skip the club tonight, she already had her fun.

She strips the sheets off the bed and puts a dry blanket down. Then she grabs another and curls up and falls fast asleep, her nipples still hard as pebbles and her clit and pussy still contracting.

Jessica has no idea I am here, watching her every move. That her mirror isn’t just a mirror. Maybe next playtime I’ll come out and play, too.

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Santa Cums Once a Year

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I love Christmas. When I hear the sound of carols being sung or see the Christmas trees lit up in peoples’ windows, the spicy smell of mince pies wafting out from the bakers ovens, see the grottos being set up in the town centers; I give a little smile to myself and remember!

It all began in November in the year of 1997. I was sitting alone in my bedsit watching the typical English weather throwing its driving rain against my window, knowing that this will be another Christmas I would be spending alone. Eighteen years old, no job, no family to speak of and even worse – no man! Pathetic.

My one Christmas wish would have been to find that special one who would take my virginity. Now don’t get me wrong. I was not naïve. I knew the basics; knew what to do. I had fumbled around with young lads but it had never gone very far.

A notice jumped out at me from the paper I was reading. “WANTED YOUNG LADY TO WORK IN SANTAS GROTTO LAPLAND” I picked up the phone and dialed.

Two days later found me boarding a plane. My adventure had begun! As we flew over the snow-covered mountains a little flicker of doubt entered my mind. Was I doing the right thing?

As I entered the arrivals lounge of the airport I couldn’t believe my eyes. I had spotted an Elf! He held up a sign which had my name on it – ‘Christabel.’ Forcing back a giggle, I made my way across, taking in the sight of him as I went. He was a small man – about four and a half feet tall but he was all man. I could see the muscular outline of his body straining against the tightness of his little green suit. ‘Not a bad start,’ I thought to myself. I am only five feet tall so I was not going to dismiss a man because of his size!

We left the building and I spotted the carriage we were to go in. It was drawn by two reindeers and there was an identical elf holding the reins. I felt two small hands cup the cheeks of my bottom, and a little push. I settled myself into the seat and they climbed up and sat either side of me introducing themselves as Rory and Ross. I could smell their manly odor as their bodies pressed against me. A shudder ran through me. ‘Yes,’ I thought. ‘I am going to like this job.’

I was suddenly jolted back to reality as the carriage pulled to a stop. It was dark now but I could never have imagined in all my wildest dreams the sight before me. Everywhere I looked was snow and right in front of me was a large log cabin surrounded by smaller ones. They were all lit up with hundreds of fairy lights twinkling in the darkness.

One of the elves said, ”We will just show you to your cabin and let you freshen up, and then we will take you to meet Santa.”

After they had left me alone, I took in my surroundings. It was lovely. There were a big log fire burning and a huge white fur rug in front of it, candles flicked all around me. I walked around the cabin and the first room I came to was the kitchen, then the bathroom. The bath was bigger than any I had seen before. It stood in the center of the room and that too was surrounded by candles; fluffy towels hung warming before another open fire.

My breath caught in my throat as I entered the bedroom. A huge four-poster bed stood in the middle of the room, the pure whiteness of its covers standing out against the deep crimson of the silk that draped across the ceiling and around the walls. The flames of the fire flicked in the corner. The room’s only lighting was from a small lamp which threw off a peaceful glow.

I took a bath and dressed in a warm dress. I knew I looked good. The dress showed off my ample but perfectly formed curves – a treat. After brushing my long blonde hair, I was ready. Answering the knock on the door I took in the look in the eyes of the two elves that had brought me to this place. As we set off to meet Santa, I could not help but notice that those eyes were being burned into my oversized breasts.

If I were a child expecting an old man in a red suit I would have been disappointed. I was pleasantly surprised by Santa, for rising out of the chair to greet me, with an out-stretched hand, was a largely built man dressed in a white shirt and tight black trousers. I would have guessed his age to be about sixty but the years had been kind to him. The muscles were rippling under his shirt and his thighs were bulging against the tightness of his trousers as he crossed the room. This was certainly no Santa from my childhood dreams. This was a grown woman’s fantasy that stood in front of me. Taking my hand he placed a kiss on it; the roughness of his large white beard brushing against my fingers. I felt a shudder run through my body when he said, “Welcome Christabel. So pleased to meet you.”

He must have thought that I was some village idiot as I mumbled, “Hello Santa.”

His booming laughter filled the room as he replied, “My dear child, please call me Nicolas. Now run along and have some food and a good night’s sleep as you will need to be up bright and early in the morning.”

I awoke to Bostancı Escort the winter sun shining through the windows. I noticed that the fire in my bedroom had been topped up. Pulling my dressing gown around me, I walked into the lounge. There was Rory piling logs on to the fire.

“Morning Christabel. I trust that you slept well. I have topped up the fire in your bathroom too. Now hurry up. It does not do to keep Nicolas waiting, he is eager for you to start work.”

“What should I wear?” I asked him.

“Oh don’t worry about that. It really does not matter,” he replied.

I could have sworn that he was smirking as I headed off to dress. Half an hour later I stood before him, dressed in jeans and sweater.

“You’ll do,” he pronounced as he eyed me. “Now come on, we’re going to be late.”

“Morning my dear,” smiled Nicolas as we entered his cabin. “Now, did you read the details of what this job entails carefully?”

“What details? All I was told was that I was to be a toy tester,” I asked, wrinkling my brow.

“We sent them to you by post. Did you not receive them?”

He looked visibly shaken when I answered that I hadn’t.

“You better sit down so I can explain. After you have heard what I have to say, if you no longer wish to work for me I will arrange for you to be flown back to England. It’s right that you are here to test toys but the thing you don’t know is that the toys you will be testing are the ‘adult only’ kind.” He must have seen the puzzled look on my face. Looking directly at me he said two words – “Sex toys.”

A heavy, awkward silence hung in the room before he started talking again. “Here, let me show you.” He rang a bell and Rory and Ross entered the room. “Please fetch the toys so I may show them to Christabel,” he requested them.

Fifteen minutes later they were back carrying a large box between them and placed it on the floor. I nearly fell off my chair as Rory pulled out the biggest vibrator I had ever seen!

“Have you ever used one this size?” he smirked.

“No. I have never used one… any size.” I replied.

“Christabel, my dear, you are not a virgin. Are you?” Nicholas asked.

“Yes,” I whispered.

“If you decide to stay you will be working very closely with Rory, Ross and myself. You need have no fears. We are kind gentle and very experienced men and I do think you would grow to love the work.” He paused before continuing, “So what’s it to be? Do I book you a flight home?”

Picking up the vibrator I smiled up at them, my answer apparent.

Nicolas looked at me, smiled and said “Please go with Rory and Ross to the testing suite. I will join you in a day or so.”

He must have seen the disappointment on my face.

“Don’t worry, my dear. The boys will take good care of you. I promise,” he said with a wink.

As we entered the testing room I could not help but notice that it was the exact copy of my bedroom in my cabin. Rory’s voice cut through my thoughts. “Please remove all your clothes and lie down on the bed.” These people certainly wasted no time!

I discarded my jeans and sweater and as I put my hands behind me to unhook my bra, Ross pulled them down as he removed my bra. Rory slowly pulled my knickers down my legs. After laying me on the bed, they started to undress. When they stood before me naked, I could not help but notice that their cocks stood large firm and fully erect.

“Now we are ready to begin.”

Moving onto the bed, they started to stroke my body. I felt myself relaxing. They fetched the first toys – four silk ties and a blindfold. They fastened my arms to the bed posts with the silk ties, and then placed the blindfold over my eyes. I could feel my legs being spread apart as they tied them too.

They stroked my body over and over with objects of different textures. The feelings were sending me wild. I could feel the wetness as my cunt juices started to flow. Something was placed into my hand. It felt like a mouth with a large tongue but I could make out that it was made of rubber. As it was taken away from me, I could feel a hand between my legs and a finger pushed gently inside me. I pushed my hips up, trying to force it in deeper but it was pulled out of me.

“Please,” I begged. “Please put it back.”

I felt something being pushed into my body and realized it was the rubber tongue. The mouth piece covered my cunt lips and I heard a faint humming as the tongue started to plunge up and down, round and round inside me. The lips of my cunt and clitoris were being gripped and released over and over, my hips were moving up and down. my breath came in gaps as the sensations built. I forced my body up screaming, “Fuck me,” as a massive orgasm shot through my body.

“Sorry babe. We are not allowed to,” I heard them say as they removed the rubber mouth from me. Taking off my blind fold and untying me, they told me to sit up. They fetched a blow up doll from a cupboard Bostancı Escort Bayan in the room. Rory sat on a chair with the doll facing away from him and I watched as he positioned it over him plunging his cock deep inside it while Ross pushed his cock into its open mouth. Leaning over, Rory pulled a small vibrator from the box and threw it to me. “Enjoy yourself while we have some fun,” he said.

There is something about watching two elves thrusting their cocks into a blow up doll that really turns you on. Lying back on the bed, I opened my legs, moving my hand between them. I slowly rubbed my clit while I slid the vibrator inside my cunt lips. I thought the doll would explode as they rammed into it. I saw as their bodies stiffened, shooting their cum deep inside the doll. Simultaneously, my back arched and hips trust upwards as my cum gushed over the vibrator.

“That’s it for today,” they said, putting their clothes on. “Go back to your cabin and get a hot bath and a good night’s sleep. We have a busy day tomorrow.”

The next morning I was up and dressed, ready for them. They laughed at me when they came. “Eager to start work today, are we?” they teased me.

Once we entered the testing room, they told me to remove the clothing from the lower half of my body and to lay on the bed with my legs spread wide. Rory started to stroke my clit while Ross placed his head between my legs. I shuddered as I felt his tongue push inside my cunt, licking around inside. Rory moved his finger from my clit as Ross closed his lips over it, sucking it deep into his mouth. As my cum rushed out, Rory passed him two small balls. They were joined together by a small string. Pushing them inside me, they told me to dress and I was free to spend the day as I pleased but I could not remove the balls they would do that tomorrow.

I lost count of the amount of times I cum that day. Every time I moved, it set the balls vibrating inside me. I was pleased when the morning came and they removed them.

Taking hold of a small thin object, Ross asked if I knew what it was. I said that it looked like a very small vibrator. He then informed me was an anal probe. I didn’t like the sound of that but he told me if I didn’t enjoy it, he would stop. I only had to say.

As Rory sucked on my nipples, Ross started licking my cunt, pushing his tongue inside me. When he could feel my juices starting to flow, he told me to get on my hands and knees and ran his fingers over my cunt. I felt him rub the wetness around the entrance to my arse and I tensed as I felt the tip of the probe pushing against it. Rory took two rubber cunt shaped objects from the box and I watched as they pushed their cocks into them, flicking a switch. I saw as they pulsated gripping and releasing their cocks.

I felt the probe being pushed into me and Rory’s hand reaching under me. He began rubbing his finger over my clit, sliding into my cunt with each stroke. Their moans matched mine. Ross speeded up the movements, plunging the probe in faster and deeper. Rory’s finger was massaging the wetness into my clit while I was trying to force his finger deeper into me. The bed was rocking as they bucked against the rubber cunts that were milking their cocks – three bodies shuddered as orgasms shot threw them.

Day after day they teased and tormented my body, never pushing anything deep enough into my body to totally fulfill the need in me. Every day I begged them to fuck me and every time they refused. It was now Christmas Eve and I had not seen Nicolas since the day after I had arrived and I knew that after today, my job here would be finished. As I lay on the bed, Ross said that today they had a bonus for me for being such a good and hard worker. Their hands roamed over my body, their mouths licking and sucking every inch of me and stopping just before I got my release.

“Are you going to fuck me today?” I asked.

Ross shook his head and pulled something out from the box. I gasped when I caught sight of it. He was holding a huge, thick rubber dildo.

“You want to try this?” he asked.

“Oh please, oh yes, please,” I moaned.

Spreading my legs and using his fingers, he spread my cunt lips wide and pushed the dildo in. Finding resistance, he pulled it out and rubbed some type of jelly over it – then tried again to push it into me. Again, it would not go more than a few inches before it found my body resisting it. Throwing it down, he slid two fingers into the jelly and slowly pushed them into my body. I could feel them gently moving around inside me.

“Holy Shit, Rory! Check this out,” he called out.

Pulling his fingers out Rory replaced them with his own. “Wow,” said Rory. “I don’t believe this!”

I was now starting to get worried. “What’s wrong?” I whispered.

They both sat on the edge of the bed looked down at me and replied, “After everything we have done in these last few weeks, believe it or not, but your hymen Escort Bostancı is still intact – and that means we can’t test the final toy.”

Turning away from them I spotted the dildo on the bed. It seemed to be mocking me. ‘You cannot even take a rubber cock. How do you expect a real one to want you?’ I felt a single tear slide down my cheek.

Ross looked at me. “Hey, don’t cry. We will go and speak to Nicolas. Just stay where you are. We won’t be long.” With that they disappeared.

Twenty minutes later, the door opened and I was so pleased to see Nicolas standing in between Rory and Ross. He was dressed in his Santa Suit and looked quite dashing. Seeing my tears, he told the elves to leave.

“Go fill my sacks and put them on the sledge. Feed the reindeers and you may go and rest till I call for you,” he told them.

Crossing the room, he sat down and said, “Christabel, come here. Sit on my knee and tell me what you want for Christmas.”

Burying my face into his chest I sobbed, “Oh Santa, I just wanted to lose my virginity.”

”You have been such a good girl. Would you like Santa to help you with your problem?” he asked gently.

Snuggling up close, I whispered. “Please Santa. Please help me.”

Lifting me to my feet, he stood before me. His large hands undid my dressing gown. Sliding it from my shoulders, he let it fall to the floor and picking me up, he laid me on the bed as I watched him remove his Santa suit. He had the body of a man half his age – it was so firm. He slid his underpants down his legs and I gulped as I took in the sight of his cock as it stood out in front of him. It was twice the size of the dildo – long and thick.

’How the hell would that fit inside my body?’ my mind screamed out.

Lowering his giant body on to the bed, he leant over me, his mouth seeking mine. His tongue slid into my mouth while his hands stroked my skin as they moved over my breasts. His mouth moved over my neck and down to my breast, his tongue flicking over my nipple. Placing his lips over it, he sucked it into his mouth and taking turns he moved from one breast to the other, licking and sucking.

He began moving his tongue down over my body, licking over my stomach. I shuddered as his mouth closed over my cunt and his tongue moved over my clit, before he pushed it into my body. He plunged his tongue faster and faster into me, slowing down only to run it around my cunt walls. I could feel an orgasm building and putting my hands on his head, I ground my cunt into his face. Sucking my clit in deeper, he tongue-fucked me till my cum exploded into his mouth.

“Fuck me Santa! Oh please, put it in me now,” I moaned.

”No. Not yet,” he whispered.

When my orgasm subsided, he moved up the bed.

“Are you going to do something for Santa now?” he asked me.

I knew what he wanted when he moved his cock towards my mouth. The sheer size of it made me gag as he pushed it in.

“Don’t worry,” he said as he told me how to give him pleasure – “just by licking and sucking around the head.”

He suddenly pulled away from me and moved back down the bed. Opening my legs, he climbed between them and bending his head down, he started licking at me again. As I started moaning, he replaced his mouth with his hand – rubbing and stroking my cunt and forcing a finger between the lips. He started stroking around the inner walls of my cunt slowly, pushing the finger in and then pulling it nearly out. He was driving me crazy. There were two fingers in me as I felt him push his thumb just into my arse. As he finger fucked me, his thumb rotated in my arse and I went wild – my body trashing around on the bed. He pulled his hands away as I felt his huge cock jabbing at the opening of my cunt. Pulling his hips back, he slammed it into me, burying it to the hilt. I screamed as it burst through my hymen.

He lay still on top of me for a few minutes till the pain subsided, then slowly started moving up and down; pulling his cock out and slowly sliding back in again. Wrapping my legs around him, I moved my body in time with his while I ground my clit against the roughness of his body hair. Kneeling up, he reached down and putting his hands under my knees, he pulled my legs up and over his shoulders.

His cock went in deep and hard as he thrust into my body. His movements gathered speed and our sweat-covered bodies slid against each other. Gripping my hips, he pulled back and I cried out as he slammed back into me. I could feel the bed move with the force of his thrusts – over and over he pounded into me, fucking my cunt like a man possessed. His thrusts got faster and harder, his huge balls slapped against the cheeks of my arse and my whole body jerked as he rammed his cock home again and again.

A growing tingling spread up my cunt. His body stiffened and I felt my cunt throbbing and felt the pulsating of his cock against my cunt walls. They contracted as they gripped and released his cock and my body exploded in orgasm. He pushed deep into me and his hot creamy cum shot from his body. I felt the heat as load after load filled me, splashing against the walls of my cunt, leaking out of me as his cock continued to pump it out. Gripping and releasing my cunt muscles, I held him inside me till I had milked his cock dry.

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I was a good Christian, but sinful thoughts tempted me. They said college was a challenging time for women, but I was fine until my summer missions trip sophomore year. We served in South Carolina doing Bible camps for kids. Misty led the songs, Alice did crafts, and I did the lesson. It was hot but easy work.

The three of us girls lived in a house by the church. Our neighbors, the Scotts, were a family involved in the ministry year round. Their son, Travis, was a senior in college. Travis had actually been born in Zimbabwe because his parents had been long term missionaries there. Travis had gone all over the world as an MK–missionaries’ kid. This summer he was home doing an internship at the church, and we often hung out with him and his friends after the Wednesday night service.

One such Wednesday, we went over to watch TV. “Tara,” he said while we were in the kitchen making popcorn. He was a tall guy, with blond hair and green eyes. “Can you look in my room and see if you can find the Action Bible? I wanted to show it to Alice tonight.”

“Sure,” I said.

“It should be on my nightstand.” I walked down to his room. It was a mess, like most of the college boys’ rooms I had seen. I went to a Christian college, and the girls’ and boys’ dorms were across campus from each other. I didn’t see the book on his nightstand, so I opened the drawer to check. Instead of the book, I saw small shiny packets, and with a shock I realized they were condoms. Our church opposes premarital sex, and it was surprising to know someone so religious was even thinking about it.

“Did you find it?” I heard a voice behind me and jumped. I spun around and saw that it was Travis.

“No,” I said, reaching to close the drawer behind my back. I was unsuccessful, and he walked over to look.

“Oh. What did you find?” he asked, but it wasn’t really a question.

“I’m sorry, I wasn’t snooping…” I wrung my hands together.

“It’s ok.” He smiled. “I guess I’m not very good at hiding things. If you’re wondering: yes, my girlfriend and I are having sex.”

I bit my lip. “I don’t want to judge you, but I thought…”

“I’m not as conservative as some of you guys are,” he said, shrugging. “We love each other. I don’t think there’s anything wrong with it.”

“Why not?”

“Because I love her and I respect her. And you know it feels good.” I shook my head. “You don’t? Haven’t you ever masturbated?”

“No.” Masturbation was a sin according to my pastor.

“Do you ever think about sexual things?”

“I try not to.” There were plenty of boys–including Travis–that I thought were cute, but I was going to wait for sex until marriage. I had never done more than hold hands with a boy, but I got a little thrill every time I saw a movie or book with kissing. I didn’t like thinking about what to do with those feelings.

“But it’s natural,” he said. “Your body has sexual desires, and if you’re not going to act on them, you have to at least work it out.”

“That’s sin,” I said, with more confidence than I felt.

“Is it?” I nodded. “I don’t think it’s sin to know how your body works. You haven’t ever read a book that got you excited?” I hesitated, and he said, “You’re a woman now. You don’t have to shy away from sex. Oh.” He looked over at the floor and grabbed a book. It was the Action Bible, a Bible written in comic book format. “I left it by my bookbag. Anyway, we should get back.”

I avoided him the rest of the night, but as the girls and I were leaving he handed me a book.

“Hey Tara, this is what I was talking about earlier,” he said with a wink. Mortified, I held the book close to my chest. I murmured my thanks and followed the girls out.

“What did he give you?” Alice asked when we got into the house. She was a thin girl who loved to read. Before I could say anything she pulled it up into the light. “‘Treasure of the Valley,'” she read. “Oh, sounds nice. Must be a romance.” I made myself look. It did look like a novel, a paperback with a lonely looking girl on the cover.

It was several days before I realized why he had given it to me. The story was engaging and romantic, but several chapters in, there was a sex scene. Usually I skipped over those, but this time I read it while glancing over guiltily at the girls sitting with me in the living room. It was terrible to think that I was enjoying it, but I couldn’t deny the tingle I felt between my thighs. No matter how it felt, I was sure that ‘working it out’ was a sin.

The next time I talked to Travis, he was helping us with Bible camp. The lesson that day was about Jesus being tempted in the desert. God was preparing him for his ministry on earth when the devil tempted him three times. Travis and I were cleaning up after the activity, and the other girls were out of earshot.

“Did you like the book I gave you?” he asked, smiling.

“It was a good story,” I tried to say casually.

“Did parts of it get you excited?”

I blushed. “Do you really believe masturbation is not a sin? It’s so…indulgent. How can you focus on God when you’re focusing Ataşehir Escort on yourself?”

“It can take you away from God if you let it. But it’s not like I’m thinking about sex all day everyday. You can still serve God and be sexual.”

“How do you plan on serving in missions if you think that way?”

“Honestly, I’m not going to serve in a Southern Baptist church.” I looked at him, shocked.

“You’re going to leave the church?”

“Just the denomination. My college is American Baptist, and they are more moderate.”

I shook my head. “I can’t believe your college is telling you to have sex.”

“They’re not, but they’re realistic.” He was still smiling, but I felt angry. “Most of the people in the world are not going to wait until they’re married. You have to tell them something that is practical.”

“You don’t have to live it.”

“What I do is between me and God. I think He’s ok with it.”

I was trembling with the news. How could he just reject a teaching from the Bible? Just because one church said it was good didn’t mean it was. I thought about what I knew of American Baptists. They were more liberal, but they still did good work. They even had female pastors. I thought about my own calling to the ministry. I had grown up heavily involved in the church, and I loved to help people. I couldn’t lead a church, but there were many other ways for Southern Baptist women to serve. How could I if I had sin in my heart?

A few days later, I went over to the Scotts to print off flyers for the next camp. Our printer at the house was broken, and the church secretary had yet to buy a new one.

“What kind of picture is that?” Travis asked when the first pages started spitting out of the printer.

“It’s supposed to be a child reading a book,” I explained sheepishly. I had found some free photos online, but it looked better on the screen than enlarged on paper.

“There have to be some better pictures,” he said, leaning over my shoulder. “Here, Mom has a whole folder of pictures she got from Campus Crusade. Use one of those.” He started to take the mouse, but just then his phone rang somewhere out of the room. “Let me get that. It’s in the Pictures folder.”

He left, and I clicked around in the pictures. I didn’t see the folder right away, but I did find one called Travis’ Bible Study. Curious, I opened it to see what chapters he might be reading. Instead I went through multiple folders, like online nesting dolls. Finally there were some files, but they were all numbered.

I clicked on one and felt a rush of shame. It was a photograph of a naked woman touching herself, legs spread and open wide. Her face was contorted in a cross between a smile and a grimace. I quickly closed it, but I couldn’t erase the image from my mind. The joy on the girls face almost reminded me of a worship service, when everyone was lost in a powerful song. It was such a sinful thought to compare masturbation to worship, I told myself.

“Did you find it?” My stomach clenched when I heard Travis behind me. I blushed as I clicked on another folder and shook my head.

“Still looking,” I tried to say nonchalantly. He came over to take the mouse again. I could feel the heat from his body, and it made me warm with guilt. Travis was casual as before. “Hmm, she must have moved them to a CD. I guess you’ll have to use that picture. Or take some of the kids tomorrow.”

“That’s a good idea,” I said as he pulled back. I studied him, but he didn’t seem upset at all. Maybe he hadn’t seen me. Who knows, maybe he thought I should be looking at such things.

“I’ll bring my camera, and you can get some high res ones, so they’ll be good when you blow them up.”

“Thanks.” I smiled, and he smiled back. I couldn’t believe how much sin he was allowing in his life, but my pastor said it was harder for boys. It shouldn’t have been so hard for me.

That night, I couldn’t stop thinking about the words from the novel and the image from the computer. The three of us girls slept in a room together with bunk beds, and I had the bottom one below Misty. The book of Philippians said to think on whatever was pure and good. Was it sinful to think of sex, even between a married couple?

I had felt my body respond to sexual things before, but I had never explored those sensations. Curious, I put my hand into my panties. I grazed over my pubic bone and felt the hair there. I trimmed it for hygiene, not because I ever expected anyone to see it. I went down to my labia, the outer lips, feeling the warm heat radiating out. I carefully touched the inside lips, wet with natural fluids. They felt slightly puffy, and as I stroked them a warmth traveled up my body.

My heart was beating fast and my breathing was shaky. I felt for my clitoris, feeling a shock as I touched the small bead. My vaginal muscles clenched and I lifted my hips. It was a strange aching pleasure, a rush that made me feel shamefully excited.

I thought I heard one of the other girls stir, so I pulled my hand away. When I brought my Ataşehir Escort Bayan hand up, I could smell my own musk, and it was both disgusting and pleasing. I waited until I could hear the girls breathing slowly, then went to the bathroom.

The evidence of my touching was left on the paper when I wiped myself. It was a natural process that left me embarrassed. My family had always avoided talk about sexual subjects, even about the reproductive system. I had educated myself, but I never realized how powerful the mind could be on the body.

I went back to bed and tried to sleep. The faint scent of my body stayed in my nostrils. It wasn’t sin, I tried to tell myself, just exploring.

The next day at Bible camp was hot as usual. That day we did Adam and Eve. For the activity, we made apples and glued them to a large cardboard tree. Travis showed up for the craft and took lots of pictures. He stayed after to help us clean up. “I’ll leave you the camera and you can upload the pictures when you have time,” he said.

“Great idea,” I said.

“Are you girls hungry? Mom was cooking an early dinner because of Bible study. I think she might have made extra to take to church.”

“That would be awesome!” Alice said. “We haven’t gone to the grocery store this week anyway.”

“Why don’t we eat and go afterward?” Misty suggested. We all liked her suggestion and drove over to Travis’ house.

The conversation ended up on the family’s travels. Despite living abroad for most of Travis’ life, Mr. and Mrs. Scott decided to go back home for his high school years. They were surprised that he stayed nearby for college.

“I thought you would get bored here,” his mother said.

“I’ll have plenty of time to travel once I get my ministry degree,” Travis said. Naturally, he was studying international missions. He looked at me and said, “Besides, there’s enough temptation in town.” I blushed and looked away. He had done plenty of tempting.

After dinner I had to prepare for the next day’s lesson, so I stayed at the house while the other girls went shopping. While I was thinking about it, I used the house computer to upload the pictures from Travis’ camera. He didn’t have thumbnails turned on, so it was hard to tell when the shots from today began. Random clicking got me in trouble again.

This picture was of a young woman with a penis in her mouth. It was revolting, but I didn’t close it. Instead I clicked forward, strangely excited but vainly hoping I would get to the Bible camp pictures soon. I found a progression of pictures as the woman touched the man. The pictures were taken from above, and I had to assume it was Travis’ body. The penis left the girl’s mouth, and the last picture was of her face covered in sperm. It looked messy and degrading, but the girl had a expression of pride and lust.

My pastor had said oral sex was OK in marriage, but I couldn’t imagine doing it. It seemed so dirty to touch a man down there, much less let his seed get on your body. Perhaps it was the dirtiness that made me moist in my panties.

I heard the front door unlocking, so I quickly shut off the camera and stood up to help the girls. The company helped keep my mind off the images, but I knew I was sliding into dangerous territory.

I forgot the camera until the next Wednesday night. We were at Travis’ house with the other youth for pizza and a movie. Travis stopped me while I was going into the kitchen to refill my drink.

“Tara, do you still have my camera?” He asked as I set my cup down.

I was about to answer but felt stuck when I remembered those pictures. Blushing, I said, “Yeah, it’s at the house. I can go get it for you,” I said quickly, moving by him back out of the kitchen.

“I’ll come with you,” he said, and I was too embarrassed to say no. He followed me out of the side door. “How do you like the movie?” he asked as we walked.

“It’s great,” I said. It was a Nicholas Sparks romance. They were always sweet and not too graphic.

“It’s a girl movie, but I think it’s ok,” Travis said. “Sometimes I like things with a little more action.”

I nodded as I slid our door open. We hardly ever locked it. It was a country town and everyone knew each other. The camera was where I left it on the computer. “I haven’t uploaded the pictures yet, but that won’t take a minute.”

“I can do it,” he said, shaking the mouse to wake up the computer. He connected the cable and turned the camera on. “I was wondering: you didn’t see any of the pictures I left on here, did you?”

I swallowed. “Pictures? No, I didn’t see anything.” I watched as he turned on the details view, sorted the files by date and quickly started the upload. If only I had thought of that.

“Are you sure?” he said, crossing his arms and leaning against the desk. His gaze made me blush with shame. “I would hate it if you saw something that offended you.”

“Offended? No, there weren’t any offensive pictures that I saw.” I wrung my hands together.

“Really? Maybe they got you excited, then?” I looked Escort Ataşehir away.

“That wasn’t you, was it?” I asked quietly.

“In the pictures you didn’t see? It was. Me and my girlfriend. That was kind of boneheaded to give you the camera without wiping them,” he said, glancing back at the computer. The upload was done. “Wouldn’t want to tempt one of you girls.”

“You didn’t….tempt…” I said, but I was on shaky ground. I couldn’t admit how the pictures made me feel.

He smiled. “They were exciting to look at, weren’t they?”

“I don’t know. I don’t think so.”

“It didn’t make you think about masturbating?” he asked. He was smiling, teasing me.

“No.” I shook my head.

“Why not? I thought after what you saw the other day you might like some more stimulation.”

I wanted to melt into the floor. “That was an accident.”

“I know,” he said, gathering up his camera. “A good girl you wouldn’t look at things like that on purpose. But you thought about it, don’t you?”

“It’s a sin,” I said.

“Are you sure?” He brushed by me and held up the front door. “I’m sorry I exposed you to temptation. You be a good girl and don’t think about those pictures.”

The next day I called my mentor from my home church. Olivia was a deacon’s wife and young mother, and I always trusted her advice.

“Tara,” she said when she answered. “How’s the ministry going?”

I told her a few things we had done with the kids, and how several Hispanic families were coming to the church now. Finally I got up the courage. “Can I ask you about something?”


“Did you think about sex before you were married?”

“Of course I did. All women do.”

“But is it wrong?”

“Well it depends. We have to be informed, but do we need to try everything? No. Sex is just a part of being intimate with your husband. It’s something you have to be prepared for.”

“So did you masturbate?”

“You know, everyone has probably done that at some point. The concern is, are you obsessing over sex? Masturbation gives you a temporary feeling, but love is much deeper and takes work.” I sighed. “Is there a boy you’re worried about, Tara?”

“Yeah–well, no.” She laughed. “He’s cute, but he’s a senior. And he has a girlfriend. He’s just…” I couldn’t say what he was doing. Tempting me.

“Well, it’s good to make friends, but don’t worry too much about your feelings. That’s biology. It’s your thoughts and your actions that can lead you into sin.”

“Ok,” I said. “Thanks.”

I tried to avoid Travis most of the next week, but his pictures stayed with me, tormenting me. On the next Wednesday night his girlfriend came up, and he made a point to introduce her to me. She was pretty, blond like him, and I could see her in those dirty poses. I’m sure she masturbated. Maybe she looked at pornography as well. Even still, she worshiped with us like a normal Christian, with no sign of guilt. I felt jealous.

She played on Travis’ computer while the rest of us watched TV. It was some crime movie, but I couldn’t get into it. I kept sneaking glances back at the girlfriend.

“Hey, you know that book you were reading?” Alice asked. I turned around to her. “Are you done with it? Can I read it?”

“Sure, but listen,” I said. “It has sex in it.”

Alice looked at me quizzically. “OK?”

Embarrassed, I said, “I just thought you should be on guard.” She shrugged and went back to watching the movie.

That night, I couldn’t stop thinking about Travis’ girlfriend. Would his parents let her sleep in his room? Would they have sex in his bed? It was disgusting, but also arousing. I was ashamed to be thinking about it, but I couldn’t stop.

Almost unconsciously my hand reached for my panties again. I rubbed my hand over my vulva through my clothes. The warmth had already started to spread. I was breathing heavily as I reached inside and found my clitoris. Touching it made me feel hot and nervous. I thought about the girl in the picture, experiencing such pleasure. It was natural, Travis had said.

I went down to my labia and felt the wetness there. I slid a finger inside and trembled as I stroked the vaginal walls. I could squeeze and feel the tightness inside. You have to work it out, he had said.

I went back to my clitoris and circled it. It felt much better lubricated with my own fluids. I rubbed up and down and side to side, testing to see which felt better. They all made me squirm underneath the covers.

You can still serve God and be sexual. I reached my other hand up to touch my breasts. My nipples were stiff and sensitive. Rubbing them added to the tension in my body. I stroked my clitoris faster, raising my hips as if stretching. I felt like there was something I was reaching for. The sensitivity was almost painful, but I didn’t want to stop. Finally I reached the edge, and I gasped as an orgasm made my body pitch underneath me. The warmth flowed from my hips outward and burned away all the thoughts in my mind.

You’re a woman now. I opened my eyes and held still to see if anyone had noticed me. I could hear the other girls breathing quietly, so I rolled out of bed to wash my hands. The warmth of pleasure was replaced with the chill of shame as I realized what I had done. I had never enjoyed sinning so much, but I wanted to rationalize it away. I was just doing what was natural.

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Snowbound Morning

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It was one of those mornings you just can’t get out of bed. Eyes closed, warm beneath layers of down comforter, all you can hear is the wind howling against the windows that face the world. Still dark, I lie there happy to know that neither of us have to be up and out the door in our usual haste.

Today was our day to just bask in the warmth that we seem to delve into when ever we have a spare moment. The smallest things you do drive me crazy. Watching you roll out of bed, naked, hair standing in all different angles, and walk to the bathroom. Your naked ass, there teasing me, walking away, makes me shake thinking of it coming back to bed with me. The touch of your fingers grazing my neck as you turn over in your sleep, send hot wet floods pouring from deep within me. Walking through a bookstore, I reach for a novel, your hand reaches forward and lightly travels from the tip of my forefinger down to the cove between my thumb and palm, to my inner wrist, up my tender forearm as you lean forward and kiss my breast not caring who is viewing us, all because you wanted to. These are just a few things I take home with me to comfort me alone in my warm bed as the winter snows pound down around my home, enslaving me to my memories and dreams of what we still have to explore.

I let you sleep, just watching you as you breath, slowly, calmly vulnerable to all the universe has to offer. And oh what it will have to offer us today! I get out of bed, quietly so not to wake you, pad my way to the kitchen humming thinking of new desires to explore this day. Coffee on, I go to the bag from our shopping spree yesterday. I take a deep breath, and shiver thinking of what is in that bag! Happy to have a man in my life who is not afraid to explore with me, to push the limit and see what we will feel. I think back to last night, the joys of this shopping bag already explored. I smile to myself, Ümraniye Escort as a warm rush runs from the bottom of my feminine being pushing throbbing for more. A flush comes over me just thinking of you, those arms and your mouth. I want more now, don’t want to wait for you to wake, I go to the kitchen, pour two cups of strong coffee and slowly make my way back to the bedroom with the shopping bag on my arm.

Walking in I see you are awake and smiling at me. I smile back coyly, and glance down at the shopping bag, then back at you! Laughing, I hand you the coffee as I climb into bed and crawl under the covers. Leaning over I place a long, lingering, hungry kiss on your full lips.

“Good morning” I purr, smiling at you as grab my neck pulling me to you, and kissing me hard, deep and lustfully. “Morning!” you laugh at me! Sitting up in bed we slowly join the day. Ecstatic in the thought that we did not have to go anywhere on this cold, gray, blustery day.

“Mario….” I say as I take your hand and pull you from the bed. Slowly I lead you to the chair in the corner directly across from the bed. Looking you in the eyes, I sit you down and walk away to the bed. I turn on some sweltering jazz, deep brass, moving slowly through the music, building in passion and tempo. Warm tones of music heating the room with the frigid winter wind knocking at the windows.

I sit cross legged on the bed, slowly sipping my coffee, watching you the whole time. Eyes locked, I slowly run my free hand down my throat, fingers barely touching the skin, as the heat of your eyes lingers and travels with my fingers. My fingers move down towards my breast, circling the outside, soft skin, full and heavy with passion. I reach up to my nipples, let my head fall back, red hair flowing down my back, my legs slowly fall open and you see the nipples clamps appear Ümraniye Escort Bayan in my hands.

My breath quickens as I place them on my nipples, tight and slightly painful, I gasp from the cold metal and the painful pleasure that pierces the tender skin. I raise my head and you watch me, I see you move your hand down to your cock, lying on your leg waiting for the show, “No, not yet.” I whisper to you. I want to watch you get hard, slowly, full of lust and need. You smile and shake your head as I laugh laying back onto the pillows, my legs gracefully fall open, hands moving down my stomach, along the sides of my ass, back up to the mound of hair that is glistening with my flowing wet juices.

My fingers slide down to the warm inner cove, searching for that secret spot that you found last night. I slowly circle with my fore finger and explore deeper with my ring and pinkie fingers, eyes closed and I start to feel the rush.

I love to have you watch me, exploring myself, learning what I like and want you to do to me. My breathing is fast now as the rhythm of my fingers move with the quickening of the music, my hips lift up as my legs fall open fully exposed I watch as your cock grows before my eyes, loving what I know I am doing to you. It grows firm and full of blood filled veins that stand out crying to be inside of me. My hips moving now with the music, I see your hand reach down and start to stroke.

Oh.. I love to see you touch yourself, your head growing, now shiny and hard pulsing with each stroke. I reach to the side of the pillow and pull out the double headed dildo we bought yesterday. I see your eyes glaze as I slowly place it at the base of my ass, the dildo pink and smooth pushes at my ass. I tilt it upwards to enter my cunt, dripping wet, I grasp the base and start to fuck myself teasingly, drenching the head Escort Ümraniye of the dildo. I move the bigger head to my ass and run it against the bud, lathering it up getting it ready for the second head.

My hips move with the music that is building in tempo. Almost more than I can take, fast, and powerful, the music slams around us and I thrust both heads of the dildo into me. I watch you as you stroke faster and the music pounds around us. Legs spread wide you watch as I push the dildo deep inside of me. No longer able to control myself I close my eyes and a deep low groan joins the notes of the music.

Mixing lust and deep desire flying through the bedroom. I want you to watch me, I look up and you are, I see your so hard that I again start to groan and the dildo begins to move faster into me. Matching the strokes you and so feverishly pounding on yourself. I see you watching the head of the dildo pulling in and out of my ass and the head of you cock is so huge, ready, so ready to let go..

“Mario now…. I scream….You stand up over me as my bud hungry devours the pink head of our toy, my ass screaming with the dildo deep with in me. I open my mouth and scream as I cum, my body shaking, my cunt grasping onto the dildo as you cum with me, a deep gutteral groan and my name, Denise leaves you lips.

White, hot juices shot from your erect cock all over my breast and face. Mouth open I feel the cum reach my mouth as you stand over my face shooting your jism deep into my throat. My body open, legs wide, nipples painful now from the clamps that have caused the red blood to paint my hard nipples crimson.

My orgasm is long, my very soul shakes as the last of your hot juices flow down my throat. Slowly, I start to come down, my eyes open to see you standing over me, cock still hard with a tender look in your eyes. Reaching up to you as you slide next to me, kissing me, tasting yourself on my mouth. I look back at you and smile, “Thank you” leaves my lips as you reach over to the bag and say… “Your welcome Den… hmmm what is next?” I laugh as I watch the snow fall heavily to the ground outside, snowbound! Smiling at you, I laugh so happy for snowbound winter days.

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Summer Chores: Later that Night

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(Prior to this short story, you should read Summer Chores, for background content.)

I got home after today’s events and was a bit distracted to say the least. I grabbed some of the leftover dinner and read the note from mom. ‘We are going to see the new movie at 9. Text us if you decide to go anywhere so we know when to expect you home.’ Mom and dad took my younger sister to the movies. I went ahead and texted that I was home and likely to just go to bed rather than rush out again. It was already nearly 9:30pm anyway.

I went upstairs to my room and decided to check my phone just to see if my buddies were having a bonfire.

There was a text from Lisa, ‘put my gift in a baggie to keep them fresh’ was all it said. That’s when I remembered what I had in my pocket. I was already noticing my dick started to stir from simply reading that message and pulling her still damp panties from my pocket. I quickly went to the kitchen and got a sandwich bag to store them in. Finding a place Anadolu Yakası Escort to hide my trophy from today was easy. What wasn’t, was being able to stop thinking about my moms friend. That 49 year old beauty. I was more than curious about how she could so effortlessly become so ravenous with sex. There’s definitely more to that story. Of all the time I spent watching porn online, she was beyond anything I’ve ever seen.

It had only been 10 minutes since I sent that text my friends and my underwear was already soaked in precum just thinking about Lisa. There’s no way I could go hang out with friends in this state.

I pulled up the photo Lisa sent me on my phone and got out her still moist panties. I quickly sent the photo to my laptop so I had a better screen. As I took down my shorts, I realized my boxers were beyond soaked from just thinking about today’s events. I sat down at my desk and pulled up Lisa’s picture on my laptop. Her Anadolu Yakası Escort Bayan picture was clear and vivid. It was of her armpit and tit. Her boob was well shaped with small stretch marks on the sides. The nipple was erect but not too big. Her armpit was shaven but the texture of her skin was perfect. From working in the sun, her breast and armpit were slightly lighter in color than the rest of her skin. A hint of wetness was visible in the photo and made her underarm inviting.

I took her panties from the bag and quickly found the gusset. I held it to my nose and took a big, slow inhale. It smelled just like her. That’s when I noticed I was already stroking myself at this point. Without hesitation, I touched her panties to my tongue. The taste was faint but there. Bringing her panties back to my nose, I focused my gaze on the picture of her armpit. I had so much precum that my jerking was loud and sloppy. My whole hand was a mess Escort Anadolu Yakası and it felt amazing.

I was getting close so I started to twist my hand also. Staring at Lisa’s photo was better than all of the porn I’ve looked up. Her picture made me think of earlier when I got to have her pits in my face. I could feel my orgasm growing. My balls started to tighten. I made sure my thumb started to graze the head of my cock as I stroked. My head was getting light as I could feel it.

“Uhh!” I uttered as I came. I came all over my hand, legs and some dropped onto the floor. I was light headed. As I came down from that high, I picked up my boxers and cleaned myself up as best I could before closing everything up and heading to the shower.

My phone buzzed a few times as I was getting into the shower. I quickly checked my phone to see a text from my friends and one from Lisa.

My friends were having a small get together and were telling me to come on over.

Lisa’s text read, ‘I started to rub myself off and noticed you didn’t lick all the cum out of me today… I savored it. We will practice next time. BTW, I hope you enjoy your picture.. if you ask appropriately, maybe you can have another.’

I had no idea how I was going to reply to either text but I knew my shower needed to be a cold one.

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Big Surprise

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“I’m here.”

I stare at my phone, willing him to reply. Every nerve-ending in my body is tingling, wondering what he’s got planned for me. For us. All he told me was that he had a big surprise.

My heart swells a little and I allow myself a minute to bask in the romance of it all. This man who loves me so much, who works so hard, who makes every day an adventure, even after all this time together. I squeeze my eyes shut, picturing his sweet face: smiling, blue eyes, silky, brown hair, the stubble that covers his dimpled cheeks, and the soft beard I can’t help running my fingers over every time he’s within arms’ reach. Damn, I love him.

I flip the visor down to check my reflection. My blue eyes are sparkling with excitement, my cheeks flushed pink already. I pull my dark blonde hair down over my shoulder and comb it with my fingers, nervously.

My phone buzzes with a new text message and I grab for it. “Take your panties off.”

I blush and look around. There’s a man eating a sandwich in the parking spot across from me.

“There’s someone here.”

“Do it.”

I swallow hard. I love it when he gets bossy with me. I consider disobeying just so he’ll punish me, but I really want to know what he’s up to.

Keeping my gaze on the sandwich man, I reach under my dress and inch my panties down. Quickly, I lift my hips and shove them to my thighs, then push them over my knees so they fall to the floor. I step out of them quickly, then casually reach down and grab them, shoving them in my purse.

I text him. “They’re off.”

“That’s my girl.”

Oh, fuck. I love it when he calls me that.

A minute later, he pulls up next to me. Sometimes, he’ll walk around his truck and pull me from my seat, hugging and kissing me before opening the door and helping me inside, his hands never leaving my body. I can tell from the way his gaze is burning into me, this is not one of those days.

I grab my purse and turn the car off, glancing around to make sure I have everything. I wish I knew where we were going. Pressing the button to lock up my car, I turn and open the door to his truck. He’s got a towel on the passenger seat and I look at him with wide eyes, feeling my cheeks flush.

He chuckles. “Get in, Baby.”

I climb in and buckle my seatbelt, looking at him expectantly.

He tosses something into my lap. “Hold this against your clit.”

I look down. It’s a bullet. Not ammunition. The wire leads to a controller in his hand. I glance out the window, wondering if Sandwich Man is watching. He is still in his car, but not looking our way.

He tugs the toy away from me. “Of course, if you don’t want to, we can just go home.”

“No!” I shout, grabbing for it. “I’ll do it.”

He smirks and hands it to me. I part my legs and pull my dress up so he can see, then press the cold metal against my clit.

“Good girl.”

Not knowing what’s going to happen, not having any control, is exhilarating. He doesn’t leave me waiting long. We’re not even out of the parking lot, yet, and the bullet begins to vibrate. I gasp and reach for his arm but he pulls it away.

“Oh, no. I’m in charge.”

I whimper, then moan loudly as he increases the intensity. “Eric. Please.”

“Please, what? More?”

Already, I am about to cum, but he turns the bullet off Ankara bayan escort and I cry out in anguish, instead.

“Please, what?”

“Please, Sir,” I mumble quickly. “Please let me cum.”

He turns the bullet on again, but much lower. I press it harder against my clit, aching for release. He turns it off again. “I’m in charge.”

I nod.

“Say it.”

“You’re–” he turns it on high and I cry out.

He turns it off. “Say it.”

“You’re–” On again, even more intense. I moan. “You’re in… you’re in…Oh, God.” I take a deep breath. The wave is right there, about to drag me under. “You’re. In. Charge! Ah!” I scream as the orgasm crashes over me. My fingernails dig into my thigh as I writhe against the seat. He places his hand over mine and I cling to it gratefully, gasping for breath.

His hand moves between my legs, pressing the bullet back into place as the vibration increases again.

“Oh, fuck!” I moan. “Oh, fuck, oh, fuck, oh fuck!” I put my foot on the seat, trying to get enough leverage to push him away, but I can’t.

“What’s wrong, Baby?” He asks innocently. He’s parked now, and he plays with the controller, increasing and decreasing the speed, intensity, and pattern, until I feel like I might explode.

“Please,” I moan, arching against the seat.

“Do you need to cum again?”

“Yes!” I gasp. “Yes, please, SIR,” I groan through gritted teeth.

“I think… You can wait a little longer.” He turns the bullet off and tugs it away from me.

“Wait, what? No!”

“Stay there.”

He gets out and walks around the back of the truck. We’re at the campground and the camper is all set up. The reasonable, rational part of my brain knows whatever he has planned is going to be amazing, but the part of me that’s just been denied is pissed.

He opens my door and steps up, leaning over me to release my seatbelt.

He’s so close and his scent overwhelms me. I’m longing to touch him. Kiss him. No. I keep my arms crossed and look straight ahead.

He kisses my neck. “It will be worth it, I promise. Come on, let’s go inside.”

“No,” I whine.

“Babe, come on,” he says, a little more firmly.

I don’t move.

He kisses me sweetly, touching my face and threading his hands through my hair. I refuse to respond at all.

Suddenly, he fists his hand in my hair, wrapping it around his wrist. He yanks, pulling from the seat roughly. “Now.”

“Okay, okay!”

Once my feet are on the ground, he releases me and I whirl around to look at him. Before I can say anything, he kisses me. “Thank you for getting out of the truck, Baby.”

He tucks my hand in his and walks me to the door of the camper. He suddenly looks nervous. “I love you.”

“I know. I love you, too. I…I thought we were playing.”

He gathers my hair in his fist again and pulls my head back so I’m looking up at him. “What’s the safe word?”

My eyes widen and I whisper it. “Timeout.”

“You promise you’ll use it? Anytime you feel uncomfortable.”

“Yes?” He continues to look anxious. “Yes! You’re scaring me.”

His eyes flash and he pulls my hair harder. “Yes, what?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Good girl. Let’s go.”

He opens the door and I climb inside.

I stop short, but he’s right behind Escort bayan Ankara me, pushing me forward, shutting and locking the door.

There’s a man on the bed. He’s naked, stroking the baseball bat between his legs.

“Oh, shit,” I gasp. That’s his cock.

Eric kisses my neck. “It’s fucking huge, isn’t it? You want it?”

The conversation we’d had a few weeks ago flashes through my mind.

“Do you ever wish you could be with a really big guy?” He’d asked me. “Wait. Have you been?”

I’d laughed. “No! I haven’t been. Baby, you’re perfect.”

He’d grabbed my hand and kissed it sweetly. “That’s not what I’m asking. I’m perfectly happy with what I’ve got. Sometimes I just wonder what it would be like to be a little bigger. A couple inches longer. Thicker. Just to try.”

“Just to try?” I’d asked skeptically. “I guess. Sure, I’ve wondered, but…well, I’m perfectly happy with what you’ve got, too.”

“Do you want it?” He asks me now, his breath hot on my neck, his hands massaging my breasts. “Just to try?”

I turn around and look up at him. His face is flushed with excitement but his eyes are still nervous. I swallow hard. “Eric,” I whisper.

“Timeout?” He asks. His gaze darts to the man behind me.

“I…I didn’t say that,” I tell him quickly. I hear movement from the bed and turn to find the man standing in front of me. I tilt my head to look up at him. He has dark brown hair, cropped close to his head and his brown eyes look anxious. He’s clean-shaven…everywhere, it seems…and his height seems almost comical in the too-tight space. “I’m Jade,” I whisper breathlessly.

“Mike,” he answers.

I eye his cock again and he steps back so I can get a better look. I have no idea what his measurements might be. It looks as big as my forearm. Jesus. “That’s…ah… pretty impressive.”

He grins. “I don’t get many complaints.”

I glance back at Eric, then down at the bulge in his pants. “Okay,” I whisper.

In a flash, he grabs me and kisses me hard, then pulls my dress over my head. He unhooks my bra and suddenly, I am naked in front of this stranger. I want to cover myself. My breasts are too big, my belly too soft. This can’t be what he’s used to. Still…he’s looking at me hungrily and I’m too aroused to care.

“Sit on the bed,” Eric orders him, pushing me forward and forcing me to my knees between his legs. “Suck.”

Oh, God. Okay, here we go. Mike’s cock looms at attention in front of me. It’s not as big as my forearm, but definitely bigger than I’ve ever had before. I can’t tear my gaze away. Tentatively, I reach for it.

I run my fingers along his length, listening to him suck in air through his teeth. A bead of precum appears at his tip and I use my thumb to rub it over his swollen head.

Leaning forward, I lick the path my thumb just traveled before taking him into my mouth slowly. I look up at him when he hits my throat. His head is thrown back, his breathing shallow. I wrap my hand around the base of his cock. I’ve barely taken half of him. Damn.

Backing off, I lick around his head again. Underneath. I wrap my lips around his shaft and suck gently, tonguing him softly. I hear him swear and behind me, Eric chuckles.

Mike jumps a little when I fondle his balls. I dip my head lower and lick and Bayan escort Ankara suck each one. He moans and squeezes my head between his legs. They’re shaking already.

I make my way back up his shaft, licking and lubing it up. I take it in my hand and squeeze, pumping up and down his length a couple of times before taking him back into my mouth.

I feel hands in my hair and Eric’s voice is in my ear. “You like sucking that big cock, Baby?”

I murmur a reply around the dick in my mouth and nod enthusiastically.

“How’s she doing, Mikey? She’s good, right?”

“Fuck, man,” He groans. It seems to be all he manage.

Eric’s hands tighten in my hair and he pushes my head further into Mike’s lap. I whimper, trying to relax and breathe. He pulls me off, then pushes me down again, using my mouth to fuck his friend.

“That’s the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever seen,” he whispers.

He moves behind me, pulling my hips up. Without warning, he slams into me and I moan around Mike’s cock.

“Jesus, Babe. Your pussy is soaked. You like that big cock, don’t you?” He continues to pound into me. “You feel so…good. So good. Fuck. Yeah.”

I squeeze my eyes closed for a split second. Is this real? Eric has me bent over in the camper, my head in his friend’s lap, a cock in my pussy and another in my mouth? I wish someone was recording so I could watch later. Even I’m not sure it’s really happening.

Groaning, I suck Mike further into my mouth, swirling my tongue around as much as I can. I’m stroking his cock with one hand and fondling his balls with the other so I feel them tighten and lift my gaze to his face.

“Where?” He whispers.

I’m about to tell him to cum in my mouth when Eric pulls me upright by my hair. His other hand finds my clit and he continues to fuck me. “On her tits.”

Mike grabs his cock and strokes furiously. The first shot of hot cum hits me right between my breasts. I gasp and lift my hands to touch it, spreading it over my chest and my nipples. He keeps cumming, covering me in a sticky, white mess. I moan, leaning back into Eric, feeling my own orgasm build.

“That’s my girl,” he whispers in my ear, his fingers slipping over my clit. He releases my hair and wraps his hand around my throat. “Give it to me.”

I cry out, grabbing at his arm, but he fucks me relentlessly and I cum on his cock again.

“Fuck,” he says, suddenly releasing me and grabbing my hips. “Fuck, yes!” He slams into me twice more, then moans as his cum floods my pussy.

I whimper, clenching around him and he holds me tighter.


The three of us breathe the word together, almost in unison, and I giggle.

Eric swears as his cock slips out of me and we clumsily collapse onto the bed. I turn in his arms and he kisses me hungrily. “You’re amazing,” he murmurs against my lips.

I feel my cheeks heat and turn my head to look at Mike. He is already dressed and reaching for the door. I look back at Eric.

“Part of the deal,” he says softly. “This way, you and I can talk about it alone. When you’re ready,” he adds.

I nod and bury my face in his neck as his arms tighten around me while we listen to Mike leave. I feel his lips on my forehead.

“I’m glad you liked your surprise,” he whispers.

“It really was a BIG surprise.” I smile and kiss him sweetly. “Thank you.”

He chuckles. “It was really hot watching you suck him off. Should we invite him back? Is there anything else you want to do?” I feel my cheeks flame immediately and he laughs and smacks my bottom. “Oh, really?”

I shrug and grin at him, nodding shyly. “Just to try.”

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Billionaire and the Sisters Ch. 51

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A note to readers: This is a long story that unfolds chapter by chapter through the eyes of two protagonists — Mark and Elsa, and as in many of my other stories involves a growing spate of horny characters. Every ten chapters or so I will provide a short summary at the start of that episode to bring new readers up to date (see start of Ch. 50). This story could appear in a number of genres (Loving Wives, Incest, Lesbian, Fetish, and more) depending on the chapter, but the overall theme is Group, so I have applied this moniker to all chapters. The story is still being written, yet I intend to post a new chapter every couple of days. Enjoy.

Chapter 51 — Party Planning As Guest List Expands


Unlike many of the casual parties we’d had in the past, the one in early-November seemed to take on special meaning and celebration. There was more planning and scurrying around in terms of preparation. The food couldn’t be just any kind of food; it had to be special. The guests were treated like royalty, especially since some new people I had only heard about and hadn’t really met would be joining us, although I’d seen some of them in videos that Elsa and Cindy had made months earlier, specifically Troy and Dan, two hunky males they’d picked up in a club at my insistence.

Some of the paintings in the condo were rearranged to enhance the mood of the place. Elsa contacted an erotic photographer named Brite Reber in Minnesota, and bought six large erotic panels of a male and female in various poses making love that were hung in our living room over one of the sofas. Brite admitted to being the female, and hinted that the male was none other than noted country music star Jim Mellon, an intimate and close friend and frequent lover of hers.

Elsa told us that Brite really wanted to come to our party when she described the setting her photographs would appear in. Apparently, Brite was similarly inclined as we were to enjoying the pleasures of the flesh. Elsa did invite her, but Brite had other commitments.

Extra colorful cushions were added to the décor, knowing they might be needed to kneel on to give blowjobs, or lie back on to get properly fucked. I appreciated the new décor, and the bluntness of the possible sex.

I heard Elsa task Melanie with preparing the playlist of songs that would enhance romantic contact and lusty behavior. The idea they had was to play that long playlist of songs all weekend to keep people in the mood.

Elsa asked KC to go through our collection of pornographic movies and pick out the ones that would be the most stimulating to play in the kind of group we were assembling. KC took on that task we glee, and then also spent a couple of hours with Sheila in the local adult bookstore picking out some new films. Since each bedroom had a TV with DVD player attached, she wanted there to be videos playing in every room. We were a horny bunch.

Wines and various drinks were carefully chosen to complement the meal and to aid in enjoyment of the evening without producing tipsiness or other maladies. Aromatic candles and some subtle incense were carefully chosen to enhance the atmosphere.

I watched the girls experiment with the doors to the balcony, worried about whether they should be open at all, open partly for ventilation, or closed because of a chill in the night air. Some consideration was given to people who wanted to make love in the outdoors; consequently, two outdoor electric space heaters were added to the exterior furniture. Melanie and I tried them one night and had an enjoyable outdoor experience despite temperatures in the fifties.

Elsa sat with me concerning the guest list. She wondered if there were others we should invite that would be enjoyable company and wouldn’t violate any confidentiality regarding what went on. The list she presented was predictable based on what she’d told me:

Mark, Elsa, Cindy, Melanie, Sheila, KC Brita and Nils Tom Power Carter, Deke, Ryan, Mike, James Andy and Margo Don and Edie Jon and Amber Lucas and Marcia (security too) Sean and Pam Greg and Kim Troy and Janet? Dan and Sandy?

I looked the list over and made a few comments. “What about your flight instructors? You’ve said they were hunks. I’ve met them and think they’re nice guys. I’m surprised you haven’t jumped their bones yet. Another person you might consider is Izzy in my office; ask Melanie about her. And, why don’t you invite that photographer Brite Reber; if she sells erotic pictures of herself like those you just hung, then I want to meet her and do things with her.”

I liked his suggestions for additions. I explained that Brite was too busy to come. She had committed to doing some White House dinner that night and required a lot of preparation.

While Ankara escort I was in the room, Elsa talked to Cindy about asking Wes and Scott, their two fearless aviators who spent a lot of time with them teaching them to fly. They were working on commercial and instrument ratings, and were about to do another concentrated week with them on both ratings. There was also talk about getting their multi-engine and jet ratings.

Cindy and Elsa had told me they liked Wes and Scott a lot, and had even referred to them as ‘hot.’ In our parlance, that meant they wouldn’t mind being fucked up one side of the condo and down the other by them. That was good enough for them; they decided to invite them, explain about the nature of the party, and see what happened. The chemistry was good, and maybe they’d find some new playmates. I laughed at their decision-making process.

Melanie joined us and laughed about inviting little Izzy or Isabella to our party. She turned to me, “I thought you were going to keep your hands off of her?”

I shrugged, “She’s cute and smart, my type.”

Mel teased, “She’s cute and fuckable, you mean. I watched you the day you met her, and many days since. You go out of your way to say hello to her, or chat with her.”

“Hey, she’s nice.”

Mel laughed, “Well, you’ll be glad to know she has a thing for you too, so she’ll probably come to the party — she’ll probably cum at the party too as you fill her little pussy up with jizz. She’s open to trying new things, and I think that’ll extend to her social interaction with others.”

Elsa joyfully said, “You mean we can all fuck her?”

Melanie nodded in a matter of fact way, “Yeah, pretty much. You have to be gentle with her; I don’t want to lose her as a member of our staff. I happen to also have a thing for her. I wonder if she goes both ways.”

Two days later, I flew off to Mexico for discussions about setting up a new manufacturing plant in Guadalajara. Because Izzy Mendoza was fluent in Spanish, I brought her with me as my aide and translator. She was also supposed to report any interactions or body language to me that I might need to know about; for instance, what people were saying in a foreign language knowing that I couldn’t understand.

Melanie briefed her about how to behave and what to wear, and we were off the next day. We had good meetings, and everyone behaved, but traveling and over dinner I did get to know Izzy better. I did not try to seduce the young woman, although I felt vibes that indicated that the idea would have been warmly received.

Melanie talked to her about the upcoming party on Friday after we got back. I watched the interaction in our reception area where the two girls sat in some of the easy chairs with their heads close together. I stood just outside my office door watching the pair. I could hear snippets of the conversation.

I could tell when Melanie reached the juicy part about the party. Izzy was nodding and then froze. She went, “Oh. Oh. Oh. OH. OH. OOOOOH,” as Melanie continue to talk. After a few minutes I heard Izzy say, “really … Really … REALLY!”

I wondered which way the conversation was going, but then I saw her nodding her head enthusiastically, saying, “Oh, yes. Yes. YES. YESSSSS!” I guess we had another convert to our lifestyle.

When Melanie was in my office later for something, I ran my hand up her legs to her bare pussy. I commented as I got my little sexual fix, “I periodically like to check whether the dress code for my office is being adhered to.”

Mel moaned slightly as I fingered her pussy and collected some dewdrops from her slit. As I did I speculated, “From what I heard, it sounds like Izzy is coming to the party?”

“Yes, she is. She’s also hoping you’ll do her. She likes you a lot. I told her what a stud you are and how satisfying you were every time. She may jump your bones here over the coming week she’s so eager to be with you.”

I asked, “I never checked. Is she adhering to our dress code for this office?”

Mel’s eyes got large. “I never mentioned it to her. I’m sorry.”

“I think you’d better clue her in since she’s about to change her status here slightly by attending one of our sexy events.”

“I will, right away.”

Melanie left a moment later, and five minutes after that Izzy came into my office without an invitation. I was reading some correspondence, so I looked up as she peeked in with a huge smile across her face.

Izzy came around my desk and stood beside me. She hiked up her skirt so I could see the bikini undies that she wore. She hooked her fingers in the briefs and pulled them down her legs and stepped out of them. She took a sniff of them to assure herself Ankara escort bayan that her feminine odor permeated the gusset of the small cotton pants, and then passed them to me.

She hiked her skirt up again so I could see her bare pussy. “Melanie says that you need to check periodically whether we are adhering to your dress code. I want you to check right now to be sure I meet your approval. Please touch me — touch me all you want, but do touch me.”

I ran my hand up her pretty brown legs, allowing my fingers to caress her slit and rub along the cleft. Izzy groaned, “Oh, fuck, that feels so good. I like this dress code and the compliance process.”

I commented, “I may have to check several times a day regarding adherence to our dress code. I’m sure you understand.”

“Oh, please, yes. I do. I constantly want you to be sure I am complying. If you need anything at all — ANYTHING — please don’t hesitate to ask.”


Scott sat on the edge of the desk in the new training room at Air Ranch Airport. We just had an in-depth discussion of the pitot static system and the myriad ways it could become error prone, and some ways to recognize and overcome the problems when inflight. I thought that Cindy and I were doing well with the instrument curriculum.

Wes came into the room, knowing it was the end of the hour. Cindy and I were packing up our books, notes, and iPads. Wes asked, “So what are you two doing for the coming week, anything exciting? Going off anywhere?”

I responded, “No, but thanks for nudging me. We’re having a party in a couple of weeks and we were hoping that you two might come. If you want you can bring wives, girlfriends, or both. You do have partners, right?”

Wes and Scott looked at each other and laughed, “Yes, we’re not antisocial. Why that look?”

“Well, the party is kind of different. It’s not just a stand around talk, drink, dance, and socialize party.”

Scott’s brow knitted as I added, “Well … it gets kind of spicy as the evening goes on.”

“Spicy, as in how spicy?”

Cindy and I smiled and replied in unison, “VERY spicy.”

“Romantic spicy?”

“VERY,” we again said in unison. The guys’ eyebrows nearly rotated off their foreheads.

I explained, “We have a group of people we like to get intimate with. We get together in all sorts of interesting combinations: couples, threesomes, foursomes, and more. We watch, play, engage, get watched, and enjoy.”

After a long silence Wes asked, “You’re talking sex, right; just to be explicit? I don’t want to misinterpret this.”

Cindy and I nodded.

The two men looked at each other in disbelief.

I posited, “Does that mean you don’t want to come? Or perhaps that your girlfriends won’t want to come?”

Scott said, “I’ll have to talk to Vanessa about it. I’m not sure what she’ll think. We’re still learning about each other and sharing fantasies. A party might or might not be her kink.”

Wes nodded, “I’m in the same boat with Anna. Tell us more about the party, so we have some other information to share.”

I asked, “Before I do, do Anna and Vanessa know each other?”

The men nodded. “Yes, we’ve double dated, and the chemistry is good between all of us.”

Cindy and I then filled them in on the party, and some of the past experiences we’d shared. The two men had already signed NDAs, and I reminded them of that fact. They had a lot riding on keeping their mouths shut given all the improvements at Air Ranch, and the upcoming profit sharing scheme that was being designed for them. They planned to talk to their girlfriends and get back to us.

We heard from Dan — the other half of our one-night stand — after we got home. He called Cindy and then put Sandy on the phone so she could talk to the girl in Dan’s porno video, as she called it. She did not seem mad at Cindy, and praised the videography. Apparently, they’d watched the film multiple times while making love — fucking, as she explicitly stated. She also told her that she’d talked to Janet about the night we fucked the guys and about the upcoming party.

Cindy came and told me that they had a similar discussion to what Janet had asked me. She was better informed because of the chat with Janet, but said that neither had decided about coming to our party yet.

Cindy speculated, “We’ll get both couples or none, I figure. They’re a matched set. I think they’ll talk themselves into coming. This is like a free hall pass for both of them. If nothing else, they can get even for their husbands fucking around with us while on the road. I assured them that the guys at the party would be normal, good looking, and even hunky in many cases. I had to define those Escort Ankara terms and assure her that there was no BDSM stuff going on, but I think I got the message across.

Two days later we heard from Janet and Sandy. They were both coming with Troy and Dan. Janet sounded hyped up and excited about the prospect. When a woman you barely know tells you she’s going to fuck everything with a cock, you know you have one very horny woman on your hands. That was Janet. Sandy was only slight more reserved.

When Cindy and I showed up Wednesday afternoon for our flight lessons, Wes and Scott explained that Vanessa and Anna were going to come by the airport at five thirty to see us and talk about the party and some other issues. In response to my question about whether we needed to be armed, they laughed and guaranteed that was far from the problem, but they did emphasize that there was a unique situation their girlfriends presented that they didn’t want to talk about further at that point. Our curiosity was piqued.

We each flew for an hour. Cindy used the Cessna 210 and I flew an Air Ranch Cessna 172 for the lesson. Our instrument flights were both ‘under the hood’ as we wore special headgear that kept us from looking outside the planes. All our flying, including the loss of some instruments (by covering them up), was done on instruments. We were getting pretty good about aviating that way.

We landed and tied down the planes. Just about then two very pretty women about our age came out of the new terminal building. Wes motioned them over, and introductions were made.

Anna was a petite shy lithe blonde who looked almost as though she blow away in a light breeze. Even in the jacket I could see she was thin and I guessed kind of flat chested. Vanessa was the opposite extreme: tall, dark hair, and stacked. She had a firecracker personality too. While the two appeared to have opposite physiques and personalities, they were obviously close friends.

The two guys teed up the discussion. Wes said, “The girls wanted to talk with you about the upcoming party you invited us to without us being around. So we’re going to check some stuff along the flight line before we lose last light and you four can go into the lounge and talk.”

Wes and Scott turned and left us, and we walked into the terminal: Cindy with Anna, and Vanessa with me.

I asked, “What can we tell you that you haven’t already heard?”

Vanessa bluntly asked, “Is it really a sex party?”

I nodded, “Pretty much. Sex is our hobby, and this is a meeting of likeminded enthusiasts.”

“How kinky does it get?”

I had a routine I gave her, “There’s no pee, scat, ropes, cuffs, clamps, whips, sadism, or rape. Depending on the person in our group we have had anal, DP, spit roast, airtight, light spanking, cuckold fantasy, threesomes, foursomes, gangbang by consent, butt plugs, sybian and sex toys, and a sex swing now and then. We encourage each other to use their imagination, broaden their horizons, but not venture too far outside their comfort zones. We want people to have good, wholesome experiences and fun, not wake up the next morning or week with regrets or bruises.”

Both girls went, “Wow,” together.

Vanessa said, “Describe for me what it might be like from the time we arrive.”

I went through the steps I could think of and Cindy filled in some places I missed. Arrive. Meet and greet. Enjoy cocktails and hors d’oeuvres. Socialize. Mix. Find people beside your partner who you like. Don’t be afraid to kiss or get touchy feely. Don’t reject out of hand someone feeling your ass or brushing by your breasts. Buffet style dinner and desserts. Sit around and eat. Coffee.

Some dancing starts in a dimly lit room. Be sure to mix with different partners; don’t stick with just one person. Check in periodically with your partner to affirm you’re OK and they’re OK with what’s happening. Start to lose some clothing. Enjoy breast play and a lot of kissing and oral ministrations to bodies. Lose more clothing. Play with cocks and pussies. Get really horny. Suck and lick sex organs. Be sucked on and licked. Look for places to have sex. Have sex. Recuperate. Find another partner, and repeat two or three or more times.

Feel free to enjoy some companionship with the same sex, although that’s only for the women; the men don’t play that way. Shower. Find clothes. Kiss lots of people goodbye. Go home and fuck daylights out of partner before you go to sleep. If you go home with partner’s best friend, fuck daylights out of him before you go to sleep. Wake up horny and repeat often.

Vanessa and Anna hung on every word, and laughed at my finishing remark.

At the end, Vanessa said, “I can’t wait.” Anna agreed a second later.

Vanessa and Anna looked at each other, and I could tell there was some other issue hanging on their agenda. She looked back and forth between Cindy and me, and said, “We really want to come, but … well, there’s something about us that might make you rescind your invitation.”

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At the sound of keys sliding into and moving the lock, Billy quickly pulled his cock out of Noreen’s mouth and tried his best to put it back into his pants while Noreen fumbled around with the buttons on her dress.

The door opened and Xiao appeared at the door but dropped her books and swore softly in Chinese as she bent to pick them up, not noticing as Billy hurried back around to the front of Noreen’s desk, his cock still hard and refusing to go back into his pants. In desperation, Billy simply laid it back against his stomach, buttoned his pants around his balls and lower portion of his shaft while the remaining two thirds of his rod he simply tucked under his white and black polo shirt and put his hands in front of him, fig-leaf style as Xiao entered the office.

“Hello Noreen, oh, William, you’re here.” Xiao said, looking over her small, round, Yoko-Ono style glasses at him disapprovingly. “Give me half a moment and I’ll be ready to speak with you about your poor marks.” She turned away from him to face Noreen.

“Noreen, have there been any calls while I was out?”

Noreen swallowed nervously, but shook her head. Billy noticed her lips were smeared with thick saliva and what was most likely pre-cum as well, and hoped that Xiao wouldn’t notice.

“Noreen, are you feeling ill? You look, out of sorts…” Xiao asked her.

Noreen cleared her throat. “No, no, I’m fine professor Xiao, I just choked on my lunch a bit before you came in.”

“Oh, well try and be more careful.” Xiao said as she walked quickly toward her walled off, inner office. Billy watched her go, noting how the heels of her shiny black leather “fuck-me” boots clicked loudly on the polished floor. Her hair was wrapped tightly up in a bun.

“William, I’ll let Noreen know when to send you in.” She said as she closed the door behind her.

When she closed her door Billy looked down at Noreen, who looked back up at him, her eyes wide open and her face quite shocked looking.

“Noreen, after I meet with Professor Xiao, you and I are going to spend some time together, so stay put while I’m in there, do you understand?”

“Yes.” She said, as he moved back to the outer office door and re-locked it before walking back over around her desk to stand in front of her again.

She reached up with her big, paw like hand and rubbed his cock as it lay against his stomach.

“I don’t understand it, I’ll do anything to feel that cock again…” She said airily.

He leaned down and pressed his lips against hers, kissing her savagely and forcing his tongue into her mouth while he firmly squeezed her breasts with his hands… In the back of his mind a part of his consciousness asked over and over how he could have just strode into Xiao’s office, unzipped his fly and stuffed his cock into Noreen’s mouth.

He had never done anything like this before, never been an exhibitionist or ever had an inkling to try what could only be called bdsm, but somehow today it just felt… right. He could only presume that Xiao’s latest dressing-down after class combined with Noreen’s unreasonableness as the last straw. It was quite fortuitous considering the considerable talent he’d been given to help him with his penance, or rather penance for the actions of his ancestor. Had he not thought of using this new gift, he might have just told Noreen to “fuck off!”

“We have a lot of things to discuss tonight, Noreen.” He said as he broke off their kiss. The thought of bending her over right here and fucking her for hours just wouldn’t leave his mind. Oh, but he would have fun with her… There was so much “penance” he would perform on Noreen, perform for her behavior toward him and for every other student she’d treated like shit. But first, Xiao was waiting…

Noreen’s phone rang. She noticed which line was flashing and pressed the corresponding button and initiated the speaker phone.

“Yes, Professor?” She asked quietly.

“Noreen, please send William into see me now, and get me the number for the dean of the college of liberal arts.”

“Okay, Professor.” Noreen said, turning off the speaker phone as Billy headed into Professor Xiao’s office.

She looked up from where she sat behind her desk as he entered, turning his back toward her as he closed her office door slowly and quietly before turning to face her again.

She sat sort-of bent over her desk, her eyes peering at him over the tops of her glasses while she finished writing something. Finishing her task, she sat back in her chair and he noticed for the hundredth time just how small she really was, dwarfed by the huge desk in front of her, the wide chair beneath her and the high wall and ceiling behind and above her.

She was good looking in a bookish way, and she was in good shape for a woman in her late 40’s. Her gray jacket and long skirt did little to hide her small, tight ass when she walked, nor to make plain her small breasts and generally flat figure. But that didn’t matter right now. Now, it was Billy’s turn to give Xiao Bostancı Escort some payback for the way she’d fucked him grade-wise, at least as he saw things.

“Have a seat, William. I’m going to have your dean on the telephone shortly and I want you to be here as I let her know of your deplorable attendance. I don’t think she has any idea just how lightly you take your academic career.” She said, looking back down at her desk, this time opening her desk drawer and taking out several sheets of paper with what looked like attendance information written on them.

“Professor Xiao, can I at least try and explain-” He began.

“No, William, I’m really not interested in any excuses. And I really don’t think there’s any argument you can offer that will change my mind.” She said, looking down in her desk for one sheet apparently far in the back of the drawer.

She looked up and saw that he had refused to sit down and instead now stood in front of her desk, staring at her with a nasty grin on his face. She stopped rummaging for her papers and sat frozen for a moment as she watched his hands unclasp his belt and start to unzip his pants. Shocked by what she saw him start to do, she reached quickly over her desk and grabbed the phone from its cradle, hurriedly dialing the number for campus security. Once she’d entered the number and heard the first sound of the ring on the other end, she looked up at him again.

“William, you nasty-” She stopped in mid-sentence as from four feet away from her, separated by her large desk, his cock hung free and clear from his pants and bobbed up and down, the urethra visible below the head was quite thick and round, as though full of semen. Below the front-on view of his cock hung a large scrotum with two enormous testicles, clearly visible to her as the skin of the scrotum looked to be drawn tightly around them, possibly due to the amount of additional skin his cock demanded to become fully erect.

She could only stare open mouthed as a voice came on the line at the other end of her panicked call.

“Hello, campus security.”

She didn’t answer, instead just focusing on Billy’s cock in front of her as her heart raced, her loins became wet and hot and her small nipples curled into tight buds. She glanced up at his face, and whereas before she had seen contempt, smugness and malevolence, now she saw lust, raw and pure, and she felt overwhelmed by the feeling.

“Hello?! Is this professor Xiao? Professor, are you in danger?” Came the loud, forceful voice on the other end.

“What?! Who is this?!” She demanded angrily as she finally responded to the campus security officer.

“This is campus security, who the hell is this?!” The man retorted petulantly.

“This is Professor Xiao, you ass! How dare you speak to me this way?!” She responded.

“Look, professor, you called us, so what do you want?”

“Piss off!” She shouted, slamming the phone down.

When she looked back up at Billy he had completely disrobed and had walked around the desk on her left hand side so that he was now only a foot and a half away from her as she looked up at his naked, lithe body. Her whole body felt hot and every breath of air she took carried with it enough pheromones to set her pussy on fire. She swallowed once and looking up at his eyes reached a shaking, pale hand up and took hold of his shaft, letting out an audible moan as she held it in her hand.

As soon as her fingers closed around his cock her hands lost all hint of unsteadiness as the energy pent up from her arousal now had an outlet. His cock was very warm to the touch and she could feel his blood pulsing within as she tightened her grip on his shaft, making the smooth, purple head bulge and darken heavily in reaction.

“My god, your prick is magnificent!” She breathed, reaching up with her other hand and placing it above the first so that she now held his 10 inches of rock-hard dick in both her hands. Her grip still left about a third of the length of his cock uncovered. She squeezed the shaft and twisted it with her hands, trying to choke the life out of it.

Billy closed his eyes and reveled in the feeling, never having imagined how good it would feel and letting his own lust build as her hands began to loosen their hold a bit and move back and forth along him.

She began stroking him, at first slowly and gently, letting her hands move along the skin of his shaft, very gently. He shivered as he felt the smooth, soft skin of her fingers and palm ever-so-slightly run along his cock. As the head began to ooze drop after drop of pre-cum, she used her left hand to wipe it onto her fingers while her right hand tightened its grip on his cock and began to pump it, moving the skin on his cock up and down with her motions, coaxing out more and more pre-cum…

She did this until her left hand was covered in his shiny, clear pre-cum, spreading it even on her palm and the skin between her fingers. When her hand was completely covered she switched Bostancı Escort Bayan her grip and began rubbing his pre-cum up and down his cock, slathering it with its own lubrication before returning to masturbating him. The effect was immediate, and Billy grunted with the sudden feeling of the lubrication on his cock, reminding him of how slippery and tight the pussy of that bag lady (or whatever the hell she was) had felt when he’d fucked her.

He began thrusting his hips toward Xiao, dotting her face with pre-cum when his cock made contact with her and he could feel his sperm building to an uncontrollable pressure within him. Moving quickly, he pulled her hands off his cock and grabbing her by the lapels of her jacket, yanked her to her feet and spun her so that her ass was pushed back against her desk.

Her eyes were wide at the suddenness of his movement but also due to her own lust. She had always had some secrets about why she first came to study in the UK, secret desires she never told anyone but were still relevant all the same. One of those secrets had been her visceral desire to hold in her hands a long, thick, white cock, and it was a fantasy she had only been able to experience once while she was in the UK.

It was a fantasy borne of gossip and rumors she’d heard when still a girl in Taiwan about “lao wai” or foreign men, especially European men, and how they were different. It was the same type of gossip and rumors so many white women hear about black men, but for Xiao this rumor had always made her get red hot with desire to see and feel such large, pale dicks.

He tore open her jacket, sending the two buttons holding it closed flying off into the corners of her office. Her white blouse beneath met a similar fate and when he had pulled that from her body he pushed her back onto her desk so that she sat on it in front of him in her bra, skirt, boots and panties.

The first of those he roughly grabbed by the bottom of the cups and lifted it off her, tossing it on the floor as he next grabbed each of her boots in turn, unzipped them and dropped them to the floor of the desk. She put her hands softly on his shoulders as he got down on his knees and flipped her skirt back, grabbed her panties and pulled them off her legs toward him. When he had tossed them aside with the rest of her clothes, she undid the clasp holding her skirt on and this too he dropped onto the floor.

She sat before him naked, save for her glasses and the bindings holding her hair in a bun.

“William-” she began, but he cut her off, putting his right hand on her small breast and squeezing it gently as he grabbed the back of her head with his other hand and kissed her aggressively. He fondled her breast and moved his tongue around in her mouth this way for a bit and then pulled back from her, breaking off his kiss and taking his hand off her breast but keeping his left hand tight around her bun. Taking his cock in his right hand, he pulled her down and toward him while moving his cock into her mouth, as he had done with Noreen earlier.

Xiao had none of the natural talent Noreen had when it came to sucking cock. Her teeth constantly scraped him, she didn’t know how to use her tongue to lick him even when he told her how and to top it off her mouth was so shallow and her throat so narrow that she couldn’t take more than one third of his length in her without gagging and flailing around so much he worried he might actually suffocate her.

He pulled his cock out of her mouth and watched as while she was panting and drooling, she hesitated not a bit and took his cock back into her hands and began masturbating him again. This was certainly a talent of hers and now she had even more lubricant from all of her saliva that coated his cock thickly even as pre-cum ran freely from the tip of his head.

He watched and felt as she squeezed and strangled his long, thick cock as she had before but now with the added lubrication it was not long until he felt the first surge of cum boiling up his shaft. He grit his teeth and began to shake as more and more sperm was pumped up from his balls to join the massive load that was already there from an hour and a half of Noreen’s sucking his dick, and he tried with all his will to hold on just a little longer, hoping to prolong the feeling of pleasure he got from her handjob.

Xiao noticed what was happening, and with a rush of lust as she remembered what she had done the only other time she’d found a well-hung white man to give handjobs, she pointed the swollen, purple head of his cock squarely at her lips and opened her mouth, reaching out with her tongue to guide his cum down to her throat, even as she pumped his shaft faster and squeezed harder.

Billy cried out hoarsely as he thrust his hips forward and sperm jetted from this cock in sixteen huge globs, one after another shooting onto Xiao’s face, splattering against her glasses, her nose, her cheeks and her even her forehead. Billy just shook uncontrollably as Escort Bostancı he experienced an orgasm so long in building up and with so much energy now that it was released he feared he might lose control of all his bodily functions.

Xiao continued to pump his cock, squeezing out the last big glob of cum which was followed by a slow flowing fountain of sperm, this moving with sufficiently less force so that it cooperated with her intent and poured down into her mouth and throat.

She swallowed again and again as her small mouth filled over and over with his sperm. She felt it stick to the roof of her mouth and she felt ropes of it clinging to her teeth but stretching down her throat and sticking against the sides of her esophagus.

It was warm, and sticky and so delicious to her… She felt some of the globs he had shot on her face sliding very slowly down onto her neck and shoulders, but much of what he had put there remained in place, so thick and sticky after having sat in his urethra for so long that it was almost like glue.

His cock had mostly emptied for the moment, the flow of semen was reduced now to only what she could wring out of him, and wring that cock she did, dedicatedly pumping his swollen cock despite only producing a drop or two of semen at a time. She couldn’t see through all the sperm on her glasses, but she could still feel how his cock had never gotten soft and she could feel the veins beneath the skin of his shaft pulsing with blood, keeping his long cock warm and hard.

Finally, he pulled her hands off his cock and grabbed both of her legs under her thighs, pulling her sopping wet, shaved pussy toward his cock.

“Fuck me, William,” she rasped, wrapping her pale, thin legs around his waist, pushing the head of his cock into the very tight and very small opening between her labia. “Fuck me with your big cock.”

“I’m going to cum inside of you, Xiao.” He said, easing his dick into her pussy.

“Do it!” She hissed, arching her back and throwing back her head as his cock slowly invaded her pussy, filling it as full as it could be filled.

Slowly at first, he began pumping his cock into her pussy, coaxing enough sperm from within him to join with her own creamy lubricant to make her cunt slippery enough for him to start moving faster. As he increased his pace, he reached a speed he found to be comfortable, fucking her with enough speed and force to make her whole body jerk back and forth with each thrust of his hips. Her pussy was so slippery and tightly filled that the sound of his cock going into and out of her was like someone pushing a shoe into and pulling it out of a thick, sticky mud-hole, over and over again. His shaft was quickly covered in the thick, creamy lather her pussy produced and after about ten minutes of his steady fucking she screamed her orgasm, her pussy tightening on his cock so much it felt like she had another hand inside her.

He fucked her through her orgasm and felt his own balls swelling with cum once again. The sound of her screams, saying god only knew what in Chinese turned him on until he felt near his own orgasm. As the pressure within him increased he fucked her faster and faster until he too came, and began pumping her pussy so full of sperm it began to leak out of her. When his cock slid back out of her cunt, his sperm poured out but with each thrust of his big cock back inside her pussy it sprayed out, covering her desk, her ass, his balls and his thighs with his cum.

Since he never lost his erection he never stopped fucking her, though he did slow down for a time to recover his energy before beginning to fuck her again, which he did, taking her three more times, each time pumping more sperm into her burning hot vagina than he would have ever thought possible. After the fourth time he came she was moaning and sobbing so much from the pain that he felt some sense of pity toward her and pulled out, his cock pulling with it a small wave of sperm that had been trapped within her.

Still feeling the need to fuck, he grabbed her by her ankles and twisted her over onto her stomach, where she lay, helpless and panting in front of him. He wiped up a large handful of sperm from her ass and rubbed it into and onto her anus, getting her as lubed up as he could. Pulling her toward him so that her feet touched the floor and her hands lay in front of her, he kept her bent over the table and pushed his cock deep within her ass.

Xiao moaned a little but was so spent and overwhelmed from what Billy had done to her should barely even noticed as he fucked her ass. She had been fucked so thoroughly she was barely conscious. She was just relieved to have his huge dick out of her pussy.

Billy felt tremendous pressure from her ass as he fucked her, it was even tighter than her pussy! In little time he came again, filling her ass with his hot cum. He wanted to keep going, but he was exhausted, and he lay down on top of her back, breathing heavily and feeling his heart race so fast he feared it would explode. He lay on her smooth back and slowly opened his eyes, seeing bright shiny spots rotating in his vision as he bordered on losing consciousness. He had no way of knowing for sure if Xiao was now pregnant, but he didn’t care. He was spent, for the moment, and could barely muster the energy required to keep breathing.

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