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We met on the Internet. Out of pure loneliness, we were both wandering on a web site where teenagers flaunt their bodies to satisfy their craving for attention and blow off horny steam. You seemed different, there was a kind of sadness about you, even if you smiled on the pictures.

We started chatting online and quickly moved on the talking on the phone. You’re 29 and I’m 40, so it was easy to connect in the middle of such a sea of kids, two islands looking for each other. I told you about my life, and you opened yourself to me, confided in me your fears and your hopes. And little by little, you also brushed your fantasies, until you finally mentioned you have this fantasy, the one you’ve never even told any boyfriend about, this need to be controlled and fucked like an animal, inspired by the infamous scene from the movie Irreversible. So here’s a little something that should get you going.

I have come to visit you for a couple of day. I text you that I’ve just arrived at my hotel, and give you the room number. You’ve seen my picture, you’ve heard my voice, but I’m still an unknown territory, and so you’re a bit afraid of what could happen. But still, you manage to find the courage to come to the hotel. You have to take a seat in the lobby for a few minutes, before you can find the courage to come to my room.

You know my taste, and so you have decided to wear a very professional-looking blouse, a perfect fit for the lawyer that you are, and a skirt that stops higher almanbahis şikayet than your knees, so that there are a few centimetres of your skin visible between skirt and stockings. Stilettoes complete the picture, half business-woman, half sex-hungry whore.

You knock and notice the door is unlocked, so you push it and enter. Inside, everything is dark and quiet, and when the door closes, you can’t see a thing. So you stay still, your heart beating faster than ever, wondering what this is. A few seconds are enough for you to realize that you have entered the room of a complete stranger, someone you’ve never actually met, and that you are now potentially in danger. Panic slowly sets in. And just when you start turning and want to go for the door, you hear my voice.

“Hello, my dear. Thank you for coming on such short notice.”

It’s the soft, familiar voice of your online confident. You recognize my soothing tone, and it triggers memories of all those talks we’ve had, and how much better I made you feel, by listening to you, by opening parts of myself to you. Fear instantly leaves you, and you exhale a sigh so deep that only now do you notice that you had been holding your breath since you entered.

Before you can say a word, you feel my hands grip you, and you’re being thrown onto the bed. Just as you recover your thoughts, you feel my naked body landing on you, pinning you down. You can feel my hard cock against your leg. I spin you around, and now you’re almanbahis canlı casino lying face down on the bed, my hands pinning your arms and the weight of my body holding your legs in place.

I get both your arms together so that I can hold both wrist with a single hand, and use the other to tear of your panties. You remember our talks about this fantasy of yours, so you know what’s coming. Once again, fear disappears, and you understand that I’m only enacting your most intimate wish, and the thought of being taken, of having no say, no control, has you immediately wet enough for me to enter your pussy without any preamble. Just three thrusts, barely enough to get my cock wet with your juice, and I leave you cavern for a much more coveted grotto.

As I present my dick at the entrance of your ass, the first contact electrifies you. I release your arms and grab the back of your head, pushing it farther into the bed’s covers, because I know you’re going to want to scream when I start doing what I’m about to do.

With just one push, one strong, powerful movement of my hips, I bury myself deeper inside you than anyone before. In the couple of seconds from the moment the head of my dick break your anus’ barrier to the moment you feel my balls hitting your ass cheeks, you try to scream and scream, but have to settle for biting the covers that block your mouth. You start breathing again through your nose, understanding that I will not, that I cannot go further almanbahis casino inside you.

And then you feel the movements starting. I come and go in your ass, the full length of my cock slipping inside you, its full girth stretching you like never, until your skin and muscle catch up and you open up enough. You start to breath to my rhythm, taking it out slowly and coming back in strong, slapping your ass with my hands and my balls.

Your head now released, I grip you at the hips with both hands, and from above you, let gravity help me have the most impact with every new slide. I’m fucking your ass like the animal you wanted us to become, not a single trace of humanity in me. We’re now nothing but two beasts of flesh. Incredible, uncontrollable feelings passing between us. You feel each and every movement, every little impact. You still feel yourself opening, a little wider with every thrust. But I can’t it any longer and I have to come. One last push, deeper, deeper than anything you’ve felt in your life, leaving you with the feeling that you’ve been pierced through your body and soul, I start cumming. And while you feel my hot sperm inside you, I take my cock out of your welcoming ass, and you now feel the familiar warmth and wetness as it splatters your ass cheeks and your legs.

Both of us now breathless, I start dressing up, and tell you that I’ll be waiting for you at the hotel’s bar so that we can plan some activities for my stay. I leave the room, and you remain on the bed, dazed, weirdly satisfied at having been used and possessed, you utter a feeble thank you that I’m no longer here to hear, for fulfilling this forbidden fantasy of yours. And you just know that those couple of days will be the best experience of your life.

This story is true, it is my story about my first time. Let me know what you think. All characters were 18 years old at the time and there was no underage involvement.

He told her about his fantasy in the car one day. She was a little shocked. “Are you gay?” she asked him and he replied no. It was just something that he wanted to try. He had already started the process by himself. He told her how he had snooped through his mom’s closet and in a shoe box found several sex toys: a vibrating dildo, a plain rubber dildo shorter and fatter than the first, and a strand of yellow anal beads. He had tried them all and several other objects to try and get the feeling of a real person, but it just didn’t seem the same. Even when he rigged a dildo to the wall and got on all fours to impale himself on it, it still wasn’t the same. So they decided they would give it a try.

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He sat in the car and waited for her to come out of the store. She finally did after what seemed ages and had a brown paper bag in hand. When she got in the car she told him it was all they had and hoped it worked. He pulled out the box, gazing at it with a mystified stare: the Slip on Harness- For the gal who’s willing to take charge. He was excited and anxious to open up the box. When he did he could feel his pants begin to push out, his member becoming increasingly hard and erect. They left and headed towards his house, where his bed was waiting.

They arrived at the house and once inside went straight for his room. Door shut, blinds closed, and everything they needed right next to the mattress. They began to make out, pulling each other close and groping each other. He pushed her onto the bed and climbed on top, still exploring each other’s mouths with their tongues. He almanbahis pushed against her, making her feel how hard he was, making her moan in anticipation. Finally they pulled away from each other and stood up. First it was his shirt to be removed and finally his pants and boxers. Standing there naked, knowing what was to come was a thrill like no other to him. She stared at his cock, protruding from his body, dancing in excitement. She pulled her shirt off exposing her DD breasts in the comfort of their silk black bra. Next she slipped her pants off to reveal matching silk panties. They gazed at each other for a moment, so many naughty thoughts running through their heads.

“Get on the bed.” She instructed.

He did as he was told, watching her every movement. She pulled out their new toy. Out of the box it came, the flesh colored panty-like shorts with a six inch rubber dong attached. He could feel his heart beat faster as she pulled up the strap-on. Her cock sticking out from her body made his cock solidify to an even harder state and made him want to explode right then. She climbed onto the bed with him and reached down to her cock.

“Is this what you want? Tell me what you want me to do exactly.” Came more orders from her.

“Yes, I want your cock,” he replied. “I want you to fuck me” was all he could think to say.

“Well, you don’t sound like you want it enough” she taunted. “I think you should ask nicer and make me believe that you really want it.”

“I want you to fuck me in the ass, to make me your bitch and to fuck me as hard as you want, in any direction you want. I want you to fuck me till I cum so hard. Please fuck me like a little bitch.” he pleaded with her. The words seemed to please her enough.

“Get on all fours!” She commanded.

Quickly almanbahis yeni giriş he obeyed and got on his hands and knees. She took the tube of KY jelly and took a few dabs on her fingers. Slowly she rubbed the lubed on the cock, making it slick and slimy. She pushed him down more, making his ass level with her tool. He felt the tip of it press against his tight hole, making him jump from the touch of the cold lube. Slowly she pushed into him. The pain started and he knew this wasn’t right.

“More lube” he whimpered as he tried to pull away from the invading dong.

She pulled out and put more lube on it and took a few extra blobs and smeared them around his hole. Again, she pushed the tip against him and began to slowly press into him. He moaned as her cock filled his ass, making his cock jump more and more, begging for release. Inch by inch, the dong plowed into him and finally he felt her thighs pressing against him, felt her push all the way into him. She let him get adjusted to the new object inside of him before continuing.

“Are you okay?” She asked, holding her position.

“Mhmmm.. very good, feels amazing.” Was all he could say before he began to whimper and moan again.

Slowly she pulled out slowly, leaving only the tip of her cock inside and then pushed back in. Her pace quickened and was smooth and steady. His moans were filling the room and he wanted more. He bucked back, meeting her thrusts and moaned as his ass was being pounded harder and harder. She pulled back and began to push into him more and more. Her hands grabbed his hips and pulled him back onto her. She pulled her body away and then slammed her cock back into his hungry ass, each time with him moaning louder and louder into the pillow. The more she fucked him, the more almanbahis giriş he wanted it, the more he wanted to be her slut to be used.

“I want to try something else,” he said. “Here, take this pillow.”

Her cock fell out of his ass with a slight pop, and he took the pillow and put it down on the bed. Lying down on his back, he lifted his ass and put the pillow underneath. She edged towards him and tried to guide her cock back to his waiting hole. With no success, he grabbed the end of it and placed it against his slick hole. Again moans escaped his mouth as she entered him. His hands held onto the headboard as she began to fuck him like a true man would fuck his woman, making a bitch out of him. Harder and harder she plowed into him, making him want to explode right then. He lifted his legs and lifted them into the air and then placed them on her shoulders. This encouraged her more to treat him like a slut and fuck him harder. His legs eventually fell down and wrapped around her. As her cock slammed into him, he grabbed his own rock hard cock and jerked it up and down in synch with her motions. Soon he could feel himself getting ready to cum, building up deep down and ready to go. His hand moved faster on his cock.

“Oh god, I’m going to cum!” He moaned as she pumped faster and faster.

“Cum for me! I want my slut to cum for me!” She said increasing her pace faster and faster.

“OH GOD, IM CUMMING!” He shouted as cum flew from his cock, covering his hand and stomach. His breaths were turned to gasps as cum kept flowing and she pounded into him, hard slams, with a pulling out to repeat it again. They lay for a moment, his cum dripping off his hand and him trying to regain his breath. She pulled out her member, still hard even after orgasm. Lying down next to him, she turned to him.

“So your first time was good? You enjoy being me bitch?”

“Yeah, it was incredible. Like nothing else.” He said quietly

“Well guess what? I have an idea for next time. It involves my cock, your ass, and a corset.”

Another long cross country flight stuck between an obnoxiously overperfumed elderly woman and a goth teen whose music, screaming out of his headphones, ripping into his brain, could be heard over the hum of the 737 engines. At least I’m over the engine and short lived if we crash, she thought. Maddie was on her way to the west coast for another manufacturing trade show. This was a walk through, and she didn’t mind the travel, other than smelly old ladies and disconsolate teens. It got her out of the office, she got to meet people from all over the world, and she got to do a little sightseeing sort of for free. It got a little lonely though. Sometimes she wished she had someone to sightsee with…

His name was Aiden. They had worked together for several years. She never got a chance to travel with him, but they talked about traveling, and family, and ideals, and everything else from favorite colors to most intense sexual positions. Maddie knew which ones were his favorite, and Aiden knew hers, and not from discussion.

She’d been missing him something fierce all of the sudden. It had been three years since he left the company, and it had been hard for her when he left. Aiden made it easier for her with emails; they came every day for a while. Little blurbs on the new job, snippets of the rest of his usual life, and bits of innuendo that always made her smile. He always knew how to make her smile. Just the sight of him first thing in the morning when she walked in the office door made her day. She missed that most of all. But as life happened, emails slowed to a few a weeks, then once a week, and now it was only once every couple of weeks. Because she was doing more traveling, Maddie didn’t notice as much, until today, until this trip. It was probably because the last email she got from Aiden a week ago had mentioned he was going to be traveling to the west coast at the end of the month too. But she hadn’t had time to reply and find out when, too busy prepping for her trip. Stop being so damned optimistic nudnit…he’s not going to be at this show.

As the flight wore on, and grandma had settled back in after her 5th trip to the bathroom, and the kid had switched to watching some eerily dark movie, at a few decibels lower than the screamo music, Maddie found herself daydreaming of Aiden and the fun they could have in San Francisco together. The Moscone Center and her hotel were pretty well located to all sorts of things to see and do. They could try driving down the curvy Lombard S-t…or feast on fresh seafood along Fisherman’s Wharf…a stroll through Golden Gate Park…a ferry ride to Alcatraz and Angel Island…oooo night clubs all over… STOP IT!!!! her brain screamed, you’re just going to make it a long drawn out, miserable process. He’s got his life and he’s doing his thing and you’re doing yours, and that’s how it’s supposed to be she reminded herself. Maddie focused her attention back to the trade show literature from her carry on, and made notes of the booths she would need to visit, cross referencing with her contact list. Boring and tedious, especially with devious thoughts of Aiden in the back of her mind.

The plane touched down in South San Fran smoothly. Grandma and boy-wonder hopped up before the seatbelt sign was ever off. Maddie moved around her belongings and convinced the old lady it was fine to go ahead of her while she put her laptop away. It started getting a little warm while waiting for everyone to empty out, so she slipped her blazer off. Fortunately she had the forethought to wear a cotton tee underneath and a flowy little skirt, since the captain said it was a warm and sunny 76 degrees on the bay. Once the line to exit had whittled down, and her laptop and other work paraphernalia had been properly stored away in her bags, Maddie attempted to locate her emergency lost luggage overnight bag in the overhead bin, but her choice in little purple ballet flats was proving a bad choice combined with her short 5 foot 3 stature. Again, fortunately it was a little flowy skirt that mostly kept everything covered as she stretched out. A tight short skirt and anyone left would have known my panties match my shoes. Just as the strap grazed her fingertips, a body pushed by her, really much closer than needed.

“If I’m in the way, I’m sorry, just say excuse me,” she appealed over her shoulder while still reaching. She couldn’t actually see the person, but was distinctly aware that the person was now not moving, and intruding on her personal space, which had already been acutely violated during the time she spent in the generational gap in her seat. Her fingers intertwined with the straps of her bag finally.

“Excuse ME PLEASE!” She whipped the bag down from the bin and spun around. “What is your PROBLEM!” yelling dogmatically as the bag made contact with the man’s arm. Just as she was winding up for a second slug, she caught sight of a familiar sideburn. She managed to stop the bag before it made contact almanbahis with the man’s head.

“Ay, whoa, WHOA! OW! JESUS! OK, It’s me Maddie!” Aiden pleaded.

“What the hell man?! What’s wrong with you?! You don’t come up on a woman like some deranged rapist in an airplane!”

“Ok! I’m sorry! I was just trying to surprise you!”

“Next time cover my eyes!”

“That could be fun, you know,” his eyebrows danced suggestively above his chocolate brown eyes.

…Good grief! That took 2.3 seconds – attack mode to melt mode, gawd I love this man…

“Is there a problem over here miss or, um, sir?” One of the flight attendants made her way down the aisle, checking on the raised voices, but slightly confused as to which one was in distress from the scene.

“Sorry, sorry, no,” Maddie said, feeling her face flush from embarrassment. Maddie conjured up a sheepish smile and nodded the flight attendant away with a “thanks.”

“Wow, way to almost get us both arrested, smacked ass!” she teased Aiden. “So how is it we wind up on the same flight to the same city and don’t even know it?”

“I’ve known since you got on the plane” he told her, still with the seductive look in his eye.

“What do you mean?! Why didn’t you come see me or something?!” she pouted at him, leaning into him.

“I kinda figured you were busy prepping your contacts, kinda like I was, and then I fell asleep, since I had a nice comfy window seat for once,” he leaned back.

“Ha! Lucky you! I got stuck between a blue hair and Marilyn Manson’s offspring!” she peered up into his eyes…melty inside…ohhhhhh yeah…this is–

“Are we getting off this plane or going for a round with the mile high club?” Aiden wrapped his arm around the small of her back and pulled her into his pelvis. ooooooo yeah….

“We’d have to be in the air for that silly,” she teased

“Excuse me, ma’am, sir, we need you to deplane so we can clean and set up for the next flight.”

“o – oh, yeah, of course. sorry!” More embarrassment flushed across Maddie’s face, as Aiden smirked at her. There wasn’t much that phased Aiden, something she admired about him greatly, and something she wished she could own… “So are you here for the show? Where are you staying? How long are you in town for? Did you check a bag? I checked a bag…”

“you’re always so cute when you get all flustered and eager at the same time,” he grinned at her as they walked up the jet way side by side.

Dammit he did it again…melty inside…

“Yes, I’m in town for the show, I’m staying at the Courtyard San Fran Downtown, I’m here until the end – leave the next morning early, and babe…really…me…check a bag? But I’m figuring you checked a bag, so let’s go get it. Where are y–?”

“We’re staying in the same hotel!” OMG…these are going to be the best 3 nights of my life!

“Why are you cheesin?” she could see Aiden eyeballing her puzzlingly.

“Oh, no reason…”

The cab ride to their hotel was full of chatter about their respective worlds. It was just as lunches always were when they worked together, jabbering on about random things, her giggling at his silly jokes, him rolling his eyes at her girly offenses. Maddie was so happy, so content. Aiden always made her feel like a person first, something she missed. So good, so nice, this is how it’s supposed to be…

When they arrived at the hotel, she caught him peeking for just a glimpse of a show of what lay beneath of her skirt as she got out of the car, like he had so many times before. She grinned. It was still whatever it had been years before.

“So we’re clear, I’m here for my company and you’re here for your company. We each have our own rooms. We check in as complete strangers. No funny business!”

“Kitten, there is always a way for business to get funny when you’re around,” he winked at her, grabbed her bag and led her into the lobby of the hotel. “Don’t worry though; it’s not time for funny business…yet.” He sent her in front of him with a quick pat on her bottom. Oh melty…

After check-in was completed for both of them, they wondered up to their floor, which was the same, by coincidence. “I still can’t believe we wound up on the same floor…are you sure you didn’t request the same floor?!” Maddie interrogated him further.

“I did no such thing! You were standing right there! Did you hear me once say anything about being on the same floor as you?!” Aiden affirmed, but with a culpable gleam.

“Hmmm…I don’t know how you did it, but I know you did. I know that look…” thank gawd you did Aiden and I love you even more for it!

“Well, you believe what you want. This is you and I’m just down the hall. You go get settled in, make your phone calls, and I’ll do the same. Then I’m going to take a walk to the center and find some grub. You are welcome to join me kitten.” His hand had been resting just across the small almanbahis yeni giriş of her back, and his fingers, now that they had stopped walking, were gently gathering her skirt upward towards her right hip.

“Stop that!” she swatted his hand away. “No funny business I said!” He stepped away chuckling, hands up.

“Ok, ok. I told you, funny business is inevitable with you around kitten. Just meet me in the lobby in about an hour.”

“I’ll think about it…” no thinking necessary, I’ll be waiting for you! STOP IT! You’re here on business Madison, no funny business with that gorgeous man, who knows you so well, knows every inch of you, has hands as smooth as silk…STOP! So caught up in her devious thoughts, she wasn’t quite sure how she got into her room and had to double check the door for her key card. She plopped her bag on the bed and started unpacking, still thinking of Aiden’s hands, and how gentle they felt sliding her skirt up. Unconsciously, her own fingers slid her skirt up her hip, traced her little purple lacey thong along the bottom edge across her inner thigh and just near her sweet spot. She absentmindedly placed her left foot up on the edge of the bed for easier access. Her left hand, which had been tickling her own skin, was now busy underneath her shirt, her bra cup already slid aside, her nipples erect from the manipulation of her own fingertips, though she was imagining his. Completely focused on the sensations of her own silky skin, she slid her fingers into her panties and spread her already soaking juices up to her clit. As one set of fingertips gently rolled her nipple, the other gently caressed her sensitive button. Both got faster and harder as she imagined Aiden’s hands ravaging her. Just as she was ready to climax, she slid her fingers into her own hot wet hole, feeling the pulsing of her own orgasm. When her eyes re-opened, they went immediately to the clock in the room. Damn, I can’t believe I wasted all that time and an orgasm…he wasn’t even in here! She finished hanging her clothes really quick, sent a quick text to her mom that she had made it ok, freshened her eyeliner and lip gloss, and fluffed her hair. Just as she grabbed for the door handle, she remembered she still had on a skirt. Don’t be a slut, put on jeans Maddie. She obeyed her mind and slipped the flouncy skirt over her curvy hips and into a pile on the floor. After a quick booty shake to get those curve hugging jeans in just the right place, she bounded out of her room and to the elevator.

He was waiting for her, propped up against the pillar across from the elevator. He couldn’t be more eager than I am for this, could he? She caught him studying her as she glided over to him.

“Don’t trust me? he queried, eyeballing her accentuated curves under the close fitting jeans.

It’s not you I don’t trust… “I didn’t want to get chilly!”

“Sure… It’s ok though, your butt looks luscious in those jeans. How did you get them on anyway, bring a professional painter in your bag?” She swatted at him.

“Let’s get moving and find the convention center and find something to eat. I’m starving!”

They promptly figured out the meeting center was a 20 minute stroll from their hotel, a straight shot.

“That was easy. Let’s head back and grab some grub at the hotel.”

“Oh, no, Aiden. Let’s just walk back past the hotel. We’re only a couple miles from the Giants baseball park I think. It’s gorgeous out; the sun is just going down. Let’s just walk for a while, see what there is to see!” Realizing she was pressed against him, her elbow linked with his, Maddie pulled back and looked down at her toes. “I mean, um, there’s probably a decent cafe kind of place around, we don’t have to be cooped up, ya know…” His fingertips lifted her chin.

“Kitten, I’d follow you anywhere,” he whispered and kissed her forehead. HELLO! My lips are down here! … STOP IT! Good thing we have the jeans on now isn’t it?! He cupped her hand back around his elbow and led her back up the street. Maddie didn’t say anything for a while; she was lost in her thoughts. All happy thoughts. Finally. She peeked up at him. Aiden was smiling too.

They didn’t make it to the stadium, but found a little cafe somewhere along their walk. She was hoping that he knew where they wound up, because she hadn’t been paying attention. As long as I’m with Aiden, I don’t care where we are… They ordered; they ate. There was more chatter about life…recent movies, recent books, recent events. Maddie was so happy; she would have talked about silly putty with Aiden and been content. That and a little subtle game of footsie under the table didn’t hurt. They walked back to the hotel, still arm in arm, Maddie still floating on a cloud.

“Thank gawd you knew where we went and were headed. I must admit, I got completely turned around.”

“Oh? And what was it that you were so intently focused on that you didn’t realize we almanbahis giriş were only 6 blocks from the hotel?”

“Oh, well, um, I – NOTHING! I just got turned around I said! I’m um, horrible with directions…” she looked away, feeling her cheeks redden.

“Sure kitten…sure you are…” he chided. “Just like you didn’t even notice we were back at your hotel room door…”

She looked up at the number on the door in. “Uh, nope, didn’t even notice… Well, we, um er. I should, um, ya know…turn in.”

He snickered. “Kitten, why are you so nervous?”

“I’m not!”

“Really? Because I can feel your hand trembling wrapped around my elbow.” She looked down and let go.

“I um, well, I’m NOT!”

“Shut up and kiss me.” He was grinning down at her widely, and pulled her in close. His lips softly touched hers once, then twice, then a soft sweep of his tongue, which she accepted. He ended with more soft kisses. “You sleep well kitten. I will see you in the morning.” He patted her bottom, winked and turned away. She leaned against her door, believing it to be closed still…until it gave way behind her. She squeaked as she fell backwards, barely catching her balance. She heard him chuckle just before his door clicked shut. How did he do that? So under my skin…wish he was touching it right now…STOP IT!!!

Maddie spent a few extra minutes more primping in front of the mirror than she normally would for any other trade show. There was extra care to line her forest green eyes – top AND lower lines, blending the shades of purple shadow onto her eyelids, extra swipes of mascara to her long lashes, some extra spritz to hold the curls in her light brown shoulder length hair. The last minute pencil skirt packing decision was a stroke of genius! He always loved my ass in this! I must have been a subconscious horny slut! He’s going to LOVE to find this teal lacy garter belt under here…and the little black ruffle at the top of this bustier peeking out from this matching teal silk shirt is going to drive him INSANE! Professing along with Adele’s “Crazy for You”, Maddie sauntered to the mirror, one hip shimmy at a time.

“And every time I’m meant to be acting sensible
You drift into my head
And turn me into a crumbling fool…”

Her hips swayed to the beat while she rummaged through her suitcase for a little light blue plush drawstring bag. Peering around the corner of the vanity area as if she expected to find her conscience embodied tsk tsk tsk’ing, then finding the coast was clear, she tugged at the drawstring and slid out its contents…a little tube of Wet lube and a purple swirled 1.5″ diameter butt plug. Mama’s little helper…should I? No I shouldn’t…but I’m already dressed for the taking, might as well make it worth his while…and mine! It had been a while since she’d attempted to insert the larger plug, and she wasn’t sure if she could get it all the way into her tight little asshole. After carefully slathering the lube all over the purple swirled anal delight, Maddie hiked up her skirt well above her hips, slid her teal lacey thong to one side, stuck out her ass and began teasing her own anus with the slick toy, easing it a little further in with each subtle push, stretching her rim each time. With each poke, Maddie let out a low gravely little moan. She rocked her hips against the exertion of her own hand, until suddenly it slipped right in!

“OH! Wow! Oh! Wooow! Ok…I, yeah, wow, ok…ok…whew. Ok, yeah, this is nice…” Maddie waltzed around her room a little more, twitching and tweaking her internal muscles to settle the toy in just right. “Oh man, you are such a little slut Madison Simone…right down to your purple accessory!” She glanced at her rear view in the mirror, sliding her skirt back down over her garter and thigh highs, smoothing and straightening everything back into place. “And no one will ever know…until he gets ahold of me…” Then one hair toss, a blown pouty kiss to her curvaceous reflection, she flung her waist coat over her shoulder and flounced out her hotel room door.

Once again, Aiden was waiting for her in the hotel lobby. She noticed, as she caught his eye, the double take, and a noticeable, although quick gawk, and a very definite readjustment in the trouser area.

“What’s a matter, never seen a woman with business on her mind before?” her finger traced his sideburn, she winked and sashayed off. Maddie heard his deep breath in and deep breath out as he started behind her, and then an “mmm…mmm…mmm, damn that’s hot!” under his breath. They walked in silence to the convention center. Maddie’s steps were a little on the short side due to the skirt and the toy stuck up her ass. She saw Aiden eyeballing her through the corner of his eye. Once outside the doors, Aiden stopped her.

“You and I both have to concentrate today Maddie.” Uh-oh…he called me Maddie instead of kitten…no es bueno… “And you are incredibly HOT today…” oh that’s better… “And I know you did that to mess with me. So, you’re going to start on the other side of the show today, so we can get through at least one day professionally…because the closer you are to me, the more I want to maul you, OK?”

After the first fuck of the day, Kamesh walked over to the chair and sat down before wearing a bermuda and a shirt to go down to catch some Coconut water in the yard of the farm and watch the serene rivulet coasting along the coconut rice and mango farm which belonged to his grandfather. Suseela was ravished and was lying naked on the thatched ground a few meters away and he decided to give his prick some rest – it was too much of sex and he also wanted to reach Kakinada, Jayanessa was tormenting his inner being – he wanted that slut in his arms quickly somehow the feeling of fucking that married woman made his libido go up 1000%.

His thoughts went back to the fuck and how they had taken it to the next level that day after he had ravished her anally and in every other hole. Jayanessa was an obsession now and he wanted her.

He remembered her sexy saucy body and the dreamy juicy boobs and of course her green eyes. She looked a dream pussy to him from the rustic rural hustings. His thoughts went back to her and could not agree more that she was exhaustively sexy and he needed her badly. They had just fucked and that too for nearly 2 hours and in all her holes but still she was not fully done and neither was he – and – –

Jayanessa looked at him through her sexy eyes and was looking ravishing, his cum leaking between her legs and she did little to cover her pussy, it did not matter, she was his for the 3 days now and knew he will maul her anyways.

“Now darling, go take a bath and take a nice cologne from the array in the toilet and clean up completely, wear a nice skirt and some good top, once am back, I will rip and take off all your clothes and then make you start to play with yourself. I want you to rub your tits and finger your pussy. I want to see you bring yourself up to the point of Cumming, but you won’t cum. Oh, and you can put a smile on your face, and you can moan, but not talk!”

He was gone for more than 2 hours and she knew he had not cleaned up, well that was how it was, he would shove his dirty prick up her holes and quickly before he had to remind her left hand started to rub her firm, young breasts, as her right hand moved down to her pussy over her panty. She was wearing a sexy black skirt, white top, black bra and a brown colored panty- G under garment.

A low moan escaped her lips as her hand slipped through the side of the flimsy cloth called panty and started to rub on her pussy.

First she started to massage her clit with her palm, then one finger slipped into her hot channel, then two, and finally three fingers were inside as her hips began to pump in rhythm to her hand moving in and out of her pussy.

She was on the verge of coming now, her nipples hot and hard to her touch as she rubbed them, her salty come beginning to drip down her thighs from her fingers. She was moaning loudly, her head thrown back and swaying gently as her body moved in rhythm to her roving hands. Her pussy felt like it was on fire, her fingers moving in and out faster now, trying to bring herself off, but unable to quite make it to orgasm. Her cheeks were flushed, as was her chest as she tried and tried to come, but could not because of Kamesh’s orders.

She heard a click at the door and there he was and lo behold, Kamesh looked on in shock. She’s actually doing it, he thought, I can’t believe it!

“Now Jayanessa ” he said, “besides being addicted to sperm, your also addicted to female cum, but the more you eat, the more you need sperm. Now, you may lick your own cum!” Jayanessa’s hand left her pussy and went straight into her mouth.

She sucked hungrily on her fingers, trying to get all her juice off. Her other hand now moved down to her pussy, plunging in and out, getting its own load ready for her eager mouth. Quickly she switched hands, not missing a single stroke. Her mouth cleaning her fingers, her tongue getting every drop of juice as she greedily drank it down, each taste of the salty fluid making her want more and more. Back and forth her hands went, pussy to mouth, pussy to mouth, till hardly a drop of cum could be seen, so well did she lick herself.

“Jayanessa Stop drinking your cum get on your hands and knees and crawl over here and suck my cock!” Jayanessa came off the bed dropped to her knees and started crawling over to Kamesh her firm ass wiggling back and forth as she moved, her tits swaying beneath her. She saw Kamesh had removed his clothes while he watched her, his huge erection waiting for her as he sat in the chair.

She got between his legs and got up on her knees, her head moving toward his penis, mouth opening wide as she slid her soft lips over his head!

It had a salty stale, taste, and the strong smell of body odor hit her nostrils. Must not have showered for a while, she thought. Her head moved up and down about half his shaft, low moans escaping her lips as she sucked him into her eager mouth, the taste of cum on the tip of his penis exciting her more as she moved on his shaft, needing the whole load down her throat. Slowly he took her top almanbahis şikayet off and let her keep the bra and slowly using his feet, took her skirt off her back and she was in the skimpy panty.

“That’s awful Jayanessa Start using your tongue to lick my dick while you suck, and take it all the way down your throat!” Kamesh shouted at her.

Jayanessa pushed her head down on his huge shaft and it hit the back of her throat and kept on going down. She started to gag on it, but could not stop herself from swallowing it all.

She could feel it spreading her throat as it went down, it’s hardness filling her neck, as her tongue now began to dart along his shaft, from the base, all the way to his sensitive head, where it danced across the top before started its journey back to the bottom, moving along the veins now sticking out of his rod like speed bumps, until her nose buried itself in his pubic hair.

She felt his hands move to her head, one on each side, grabbing her hair and guiding her head up and down on his swollen member her mouth working feverishly to bring him off so she could have the cum she needed. He pushed his dick out of her mouth and pushed it between her boobs through the bra and it was a sensational feeling, Kamesh knew he was about to cum, the pressure building in his testicles as it moved in the crevice and she did something only to raise the adrenalin and blood levels more by slowly unhooking the bra clip at the front and let her mouth move up and down his rod, and her gap on her chest between the boobs glistening with her spit.

Up and down she went, her tongue now driving Kamesh crazy, licking on each section of his shaft as she moved her velvet mouth on it and along the sides of the boobs out in the cleavage, the bra slowly got off the body and was to become another relic soon.

Finally, he came, his hands pulling her sucking mouth into his crotch and burying his dick deep into her throat as he began to pump his load into her. He felt her throat contract again and again, swallowing all of his cum, until he collapsed back into the chair, watching her continue to suck every drop of cum from his dick. Jayanessa knew he was getting ready to cum, her mouth working harder and harder to get the load she so desperately needed.

Then she felt him tense, yanking her head into his crotch so hard she breath (not that she could anyway, with his dick in her throat, his penis itself deep into her sucking mouth. It began to pulse even larger, each pulse sending a squirt of cum that Jayanessa wanted. Her throat acted like a hand, milking cum from his dick, and sending it to her stomach.

As Kamesh collapsed back, he let go of Jayanessa . She moved her mouth to the top of his rod, sucking for all she was worth.

The salty taste of his cum began to satisfy her, but she wanted it all. She sucked on his head, her tongue darting down his shaft, as her fingers played with his balls, trying to get all of his nectar out.

Another pulse filled her mouth she gulped again and again, the thick fluid sliding easily down her throat beginning to satisfy her addiction. Some of his cum leaked out and down his now spent rod into his pubic hair.

Quickly she worked her tongue down, cleaning up what had spilled, her tongue making little circles in his pubic hair, then up his now softening penis, licking the drops flowing down its sides, getting back up to the tip, plunging her tongue into its hole seeking more of his nectar, until his dick was totally cleaned of cum.

She kept sucking and licking, moaning to herself loudly, trying to get all his juice, not wasting a drop, swallowing over and over to make sure she got it all, before she finally let his dick, now soft, but still large, slip from her mouth, her head resting on his thigh, looking into space, quite satisfied now for cum, but still quite horny, because she still hadn’t been told she could cum herself.

Kamesh looked down at Jayanessa “What a day we’re going to have!” he said, “and it’s not even one quarter over with yet!”

“I didn’t tell you to stop sucking, get your mouth back on my dick and don’t take it off until I tell you to!” Jayanessa moved her head back to his dick.

She opened her mouth, taking the member into her. Her tongue twirled around the head, then down his shaft. She could get the whole thing inside her mouth now with no problems, as soft as it was. She sucked on its head stretching his penis to its erect size then moved back down to its base. Her tongue played with its head moving around the foreskin, moving the skin back and forth, as her mouth worked on the body of his placid rod, slipping over its entire length. “Ok Jayanessa ” Kamesh said, “I realize this has not been fair to you, one sided and all. So, from now one whenever I say the word cunt you will have an orgasm, a giant powerful orgasm. After you cum, you will stay worked up and on the verge of Cumming like you are right now!”

Kamesh looked at her, the head moving over his shaft, working feverishly to get him hard again, almanbahis canlı casino her breasts, brown and sexy until her nipples formed, standing straight out, hard as rocks pressing into the sides of his thighs. “Cunt” he said.

“OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!”Jayanessa moaned, then shuddered as a giant orgasm traveled through her body, shaking her so hard she had to grabbed onto Kamesh’s thighs to steady herself. Her knees, already sore from kneeling so long (thank God the farm room had deep pile carpeting), dragged back and forth as her body rocked in orgasm.

“Cunt, cunt, cunt, cunt, cunt, cunt.” Kamesh said five times, looking down with glee at the affect the orgasms had on her.

“Awwwwwwwww, Ohhhhhh!” Jayanessa cried, again and again. Five times as she trembled for each orgasm and shook as they rolled through her body. The dick slipped from her mouth her tongue jumped out, trying to recapture the glistening tool as she needing to feel it back inside her wet cavity.

“My God” Jayanessa thought, what has become of me.

I don’t want to do this, but I can’t stop. I have no control of my body or my emotions. Her knees hurt from there rubbing on the carpet, her body was sore and aching from her steamrolling orgasms, but she continued to suck on Kamesh’s rod, working with gusto to get him hard again, and her pussy still dripped her juice, ready to cum again Up and down her mouth worked, fitting his dick like a glove. Her tongue played with the head, plunged at its tip, and traveled down to the base, twirling along his veins. Soon her efforts were rewarded. The tool began to grow in her mouth, getting harder and harder with each touch of her soft tongue, edging into the back of her throat, while her mouth moved along its length.

Then it was its full size, 10″ of muscle moving in her mouth, down her throat. All along its massive length Jayanessa sucked and tongued. Her own addiction now took over, needing to taste his manly fluid again.

Kamesh look at his tool, now rock hard, disappearing in and out of Jayanessa ‘s sucking mouth. “Ok Jayanessa ” Kamesh said “stop sucking now.

Lie on the floor on your back with your legs spread wide, ready to be fucked, and play with yourself.

I want to see your fingers moving in and out of your cunt.”

Jayanessa stopped sucking and began to lie back following Kamesh’s instructions until she heard the word cunt the orgasm racked her body, sending her falling backward, her head slamming into the carpet. As the orgasm hit and threw her body her fingers moved down into her pussy, three fingers started to pump in and out of her love nest, as low moans of pleasure escaped her lips.

Kamesh saw her lying there, fucking herself with her fingers, her body moving and wriggling in unison with her plunging digits her juice dripping onto the carpet. He knew he had to have her, his dick was even harder at the sight of her there on the floor, her hard dark brown nipples pointing straight up into the air, jutting out so much, they looked like they wanted to take off like a rocket. With one hand on his tool, Kamesh moved between Jayanessa ‘s legs, telling her to stop playing with herself.

He lay on top of her, kissing her mouth, forcing his tongue into her, moving it around inside. His mouth moved down to her right nipple, taking it into his mouth. He sucked on the dollar size orb, then forced as much into his mouth as he could. His hand was playing with her other breast, kneading the soft yielding flesh in his hand. His mouth now moved back up to her nipple, his teeth reaching out, first gently biting her tit, then harder, until Jayanessa moaned loudly from the treatment. Jayanessa felt Kamesh’s weight press against her flesh.

hard chest smashed her breasts, her nipples pushing up into his unyielding body. Her mind was repulsed by his actions, but her body reacted warmly to his manhandling of her. As his mouth moved down to engulf her breast, Jayanessa ‘s body arched it’s back, trying to force more of her firm tit into his mouth. As he sucked and nibbled on her breasts – the sexy boobs sweaty boobs and tasty boobs, little sparks of excitement went cursing through her body, to center themselves on her love nest, now feeling his manhood probing and rubbing on the outside of her pussy, hitting her clit, sending long moans from her lips, as her juice continued to leak out, covering his huge member.

Kamesh looked up at Jayanessa’s face, a look of total sexual want on it. He placed his massive member against her tight opening, and shoved. Its head disappeared into her hole. Then, with one mighty shove, he buried the entire length of his dick into her tight wet hole. He could feel the head run into her uterus forcing it back, until his pubic hair was meshed with hers his whole pole deep within Jayanessa, the heat of her pussy walls on his dick arousing him even more.

Jayanessa felt the head of his cock move into her open pussy, spreading it more than it had ever been. He can’t put that huge thing in me, she thought, it’ll rip me apart. almanbahis casino Then she felt him slam into her, his member going deep into her soft depths. She moaned in pain, as his thrust pushed back her uterus and took the Breath from her. She felt as if her insides were splitting, his penis a hot poker going up inside her canal, spreading her walls of love, filling her up beyond capacity. God she’s tight, Kamesh thought! Her pussy grabbed onto his dick, like a tight glove on a finger. He moved his dick out of her hole, with only the tip remaining in her, then pushed back into her as hard as he could, going even deeper into her soft flesh.

He began to move, faster and faster, in and out of her. As his dick moved, it felt like a thousand fingers running gently along its length, massaging him, sucking him back in on every stroke. Her pussy walls massaged his member expertly the heat spreading into his turgid member, exciting him even more.

As Kamesh began to pump in and out of her pussy the pain slowly began to leave Jayanessa to be replaced by a burning desire.

She could feel his head move up and down channel. As it withdrew, a vacuum was formed, pressing her insides tight against his rigid member, trying to suck him back into her hot twat. She timed her breathing with his thrust, in and out.

As he plunged into her, harder and harder, her breath coming in short bursts matching his speed. She could feel the huge rod moving inside her so large it pushed her intestines aside as it moved up and down her channel of lust.

“Move those hips Bitch and fuck me back!” Kamesh yelled at her as she quickly shot her hips up to meet his downward thrusts, pushing his manhood even deeper inside.

A loud moan escaped her lips with the deep penetration, bringing her even closer to cumming her desire giving her eyes an almost glazed look. Her hips were shooting up with each of his plunges now, gyrating in circles when it was buried deep inside her, then moving back down only to be thrown up again with even more force. She could feel her pussy now, hot and moist from her drug induce desire, massage his giant tool as it pounded in and out of her, the heat building in her lower abdomen, spreading across her body.

She threw her love nest at him, like a bitch in heat, her ass getting sore from the pounding it was taking on the floor, each hit hurting her, each thrust of his manhood in her making her need more, getting her even more excited.

As Jayanessa began to thrust her hips into Kamesh he knew could not last much longer before he came again. He could feel her pussy holding onto his cock with each plunge in and out of her.

Boy he thought, she would have been a hot number if she hadn’t been so stuck up! Of course, she’s not stuck up now he laughed to himself.

He knew he was ready to cum, his dick moving quickly in and out of her hot love nest the slurping sound driving him crazy as it vacated and then refilled her hole each time. He grabbed onto both of her tits, squeezing hard and yelled “Cunt!” just as he felt his orgasm engulf him.

He pushed himself into her as hard as he could slam her back down on the carpet. He was pushing against her so hard, she no longer could move but just lied beneath him, wriggling and moaning in orgasm. As rigid member buried it inside her warm depths, he could feel her tremble in orgasm, sending spasms of muscle twinges o her pussy working his huge dick for all it was worth as it began to spurt shot after shot of hot jism into her tight pussy.

Kamesh was in heaven, his tool shooting shot after shot after shot into her hot cavity her convulsing body beneath him driving him crazy with lust.

His hands dug into her soft breasts as the orgasm swept over him, one of the most powerful he had ever had. He finally collapsed on top of her, his breaths coming in short gasps as her pussy walls continued to massage his giant tool shoved deep inside her it still trickled a small stream of cum into her depths. Jayanessa sensed he was getting ready to cum, his pace picking up his thrusts seemed like a blur he was moving so fast.

Her ass was bouncing off the floor with each hit, now more like a vibrator on high speed, then a rhythmic screwing. Her pubic area ached, he was slamming into her hard, each thrust of his enormous tool filling her hole to its limit and pulling out almost pulling her inside out, only to slam back into her even harder. When he grabbed her breasts, she started to cry out in pain, only to be cut off by her own body when she heard the word “Cunt” from his lips like a thousand cannons going off at once, her orgasm raced through her body pinned beneath his massive weight impaled to the hilt on his huge member, all she could do was lie beneath him and moan loudly as his dick filled her to capacity.

She could feel it pulse, again and again, each pulsed followed by a hot sensation deep inside her that she knew was his cum, splashing against her tight vagina walls. They tried to suck him even further inside her, massaging his cock, trying to get all of his jism into its hole. Her orgasm was a long one, already on the verge from all of their fucking, his rough handling of her tits just prolonged it, the pain going to her pussy as pleasure and heat centering at her clit, now swollen in orgasmic ecstasy.

Bear Women — Kathy II

This is a series of stories about the women of a company that uses a paw print as its logo. I make no representation as to the truth of these stories or who they may or may not represent.

This is an erotic tale from the imagination of Victor Blum. This is a work of fiction and the characters and incidents are products my fantasy world. Resemblance to actual events or persons is coincidental . . . so please do not take offense if the situation or story fits. All characters involved in sexual situations within my stories are above the age of eighteen (although I can’t tell you what may have happened before their eighteenth birthday).

I would ask that you do not reproduce these stories, in whole or in part, without the written permission of the author, especially for profit.

This story continues from meeting a co-worker at a Habitat for Humanity building blitz. Kathy is described as a technical writer for the company and very different from most of the other women in the company as she was not flirty or at all seductive in her dress. She was at 5 foot and 3 or 4 inches with a small but strong frame. She had dark red hair that fell straight in back to the bottom of her shoulder blades and tanned skin. Her small breasts were always secured in a bra under her shirt, while her muscular legs and firm butt usually were stuffed into tight tactical pants.

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The room seemed incredibly quiet as we descended from that peak, the sound of our heavy breathing unnaturally loud. The aftershocks of our joined earthquake caused both of us to gasp and shiver, the movement of one of us triggering the same response from the other. I felt my cock shift inside Kathy’s hot body and knew I had begun to shrink, and I relaxed and slowly let my weight down, partly on Kathy’s soft body and partly next to her. No words were spoken as I lay there, gently caressing her breast as we basked in the afterglow of our joining. In due course my shaft completely softened and slid out of Kathy’s wet pussy, yet we still lay there cuddling in a tangle of legs until we fell asleep.

When I woke, the room seemed dim, like it was still early dawn. My chest was covered with Kathy’s silky red hair and her head rested on my shoulder. As she stirred, beginning to recover from our sex-induced deep sleep, groaned and stretched her legs. Cocking one eye open, she brushed away the hair that crossed her face and looked into my eyes. As I stared back at her face, I realized that as long as I had known Kathy, she never looked as beautiful or as sexy as she did right at that moment. That look of waking up from sexually satisfied sleep is just so wonderful.

“I think I had a dream last night that I had the most awesome orgasm of my life,” she smiled as she opened both eyes. She rubbed her fingers in his prickly chest hair.

“I don’t know about your dream, but looking at you this morning is more like a dream than reality.” Just the soft of her fabulous body as it stirred against my own skin made my cock begin to twist and swell. As I reached down to cup the curve of her ass in my hand, I glanced at the bed-side clock and froze.

“It’s 8:30!” I exclaimed. We were both supposed to be back at the build site at 9:00. I untangled myself from Kathy’s body and hopped out of bed. I peeked out the window curtains and saw a dark overcast sky. That’s why we thought it was still pre-dawn.

“I’ll shower real quick and get to the site and you can follow as soon as you’re ready,” I told her as I moved towards the bathroom. A very short shower and I pulled our “Habitat” clothing from the dryer and threw mine on. As I was ready to leave Kathy came out wrapped in a towel and pressed her body against mine as she pressed her mouth to mine. Her kiss drove blood to my cock and I groaned.

“Can I come back for dinner tonight?” she asked with a mischievous smile on her face. I gave her a spare key and rushed out to get to the build project.

When I got there, the electrical supervisor had just finished handing out assignments. He told me to pull all the devices and plates to finish number four’s second floor rooms and finish out the rooms as soon as the painters finished each room. I did so, working through each room installing outlets, switches, lights bulbs, etc. as needed for each room. I was in the last bedroom when someone yelled that the first two houses were being turned over to the home owners and everyone should come out for the ceremony. With just one more fixture to install, I stayed back and moved into the closet to install the ceiling light fixture.

I positioned the ladder and, gathering all my materials, moved up the ladder to install the night fixture and bulb. As I was finishing up, the closet door opened.

“Just finishing up,” I called thinking someone was coming to get me for the ceremony. Instead I heard soft footsteps and then someone placed a hand on my crotch.

“How can you be finished when I haven’t even started?” Kathy asked as she looked up at me with that devilish almanbahis şikayet smile. The height I was at on the ladder put my crotch right at her face level and she moved under the ladder and started to unfasten my pants. Pulling my pants and my underwear down, she exposed my cock which was already starting to swell.

“You shameful little harlot,” I whispered as she started to gently caress my cock, encouraging its growth. Kathy wrapped her fingers around my thick cock, sliding her hand down to the root where she squeezed it. She looked intently at the purple, swollen cockhead in front of her for moments, examining the little drip of pre-cum that oozed out of the tip. Then I watched as this beautiful redhead moved her head forward, and pushed out her tongue to lick the salty cock juice oozing from the tip of my prick.

“Unnggh! That feels good,” I hissed as I grabbed the ladder to ensure I did not fall. “Put it in your mouth,” I begged. “Suck it!” Kathy closed her eyes and gradually let her lips slide over my swollen glans, then sucking in inch after inch of my thick shaft. She stopped when she had taken about a third of its length, which was a comfortable amount for her.

When the horny woman below me started sucking my prick hard, it was all I could do to not yell out in pleasure. I looked down but her eyes were closed as she nursed contentedly on the throbbing stiffness of my hard-on. Apparently enjoying my taste, Kathy sucked my cock harder and harder, shocking me with her zeal to mouth and slurp my prick. She forced her face even closer to my pubic hair as she took more in her mouth, nearly gagging herself as she tried to get of my cock meat into her mouth.

“MMouu,” Kathy gurgled, the lewd, wet sounds of her cock sucking filling the closet. Enthusiastically she started moving her head up and down my shaft, fucking her own mouth on my prick. I felt her fingers tightening on the root of my cock and she started to use her hand to jack me off as she sucked the on the bloated head.

“I’m gonna cum!” I groaned quietly. I was on my toes and desperately holding onto the ladder so I would not fall. “I…can’t…hold…it!”

This was just what Kathy wanted to hear, and her cheeks flexed as she started sucking my cock as hard as she could, keeping her lips wrapped around the cum-laden stiffness of my manhood. Her fist moved faster now, as she tried to persuade my balls to give up their heavy load of semen. Apparently she wanted it in her mouth and I figured I gave her warning enough already.

“Crap…now…cumming!” was all I could grunt as I thrust my hips forward and unloaded my first spurt of spunk in her mouth. Kathy moaned in pleasure as the cock juice spewed into her mouth, the first shot near the back of her mouth where she was forced to swallow it right away. She backed her head away as the second shot left my body and deposited on her tongue, where she could savor the taste of my seed. Shamelessly she continued sucking, jacking and swallowing, not releasing my prick until she’d sucked every ounce of gooey semen from my cock meat.

It seemed like forever until my climax was over, and the beautiful redhead in front of me had swallowed all the cock juice I could give her. When Kathy raised her head from my crotch, I noticed that her hand was inside her own pants. Her eyes were dazed and, even though she was still a bit out of breath, she sighed deeply and smiled up at me. The crotch of her pants showed a dark stain and I realized she must have fingered herself to an orgasm while I was filling her mouth with my cum.

I was about to open my mouth to speak when we both heard footsteps coming up the stairs of the house. I quickly stuffed my still swollen cock into my underwear and pulled up my pants. Kathy darted out of the closet and into the bathroom to wash her face while I started to gather my tools and empty boxes. The electrical supervisor walked into the bedroom just as I moved my ladder out of the closet.

“You all done up here?” he asked. I let him know that everything was done upstairs except gathering all my trash. He was pleased and told me to clean up while he checked all the work on this floor, then if it was all good I could help with the final few items in the basement. When he left the room, Kathy came out of the bathroom with a freshly washed face.

“I was going to tell you that they don’t need me anymore,” she smiled. “So I thought I would run home and grab a few things and then I make dinner for you at your place.” She kissed me lightly as she walked by.

“I look forward to your dessert,” I answered with a smile. I stared at her firm behind as she walked away and went back to work. It was another three hours before I was able to finish up and leave. By then I was very dirty and a bit tired, but the thought of Kathy in my kitchen quickened my steps.

When I opened the door to my apartment, my nose was filled with the wonderful smell of Italian cooking. I set my tools down and walked around the corner to the kitchen and froze. almanbahis canlı casino Kathy was standing by the sink cleaning vegetables. She was totally nude, the tan skin of her arms and back contrasted white arrow of thong-tan-line. It drew my eyes to that luscious, firm exposed ass. I felt my cock grow hard and moved towards her, but she held up her hand.

“No touching. You can look, but you can’t touch until dinner is ready and you take a shower.” I reached into the refrigerator and grabbed a bottle of water, then sat down at the table where I could watch her.

“How was the rest of the day?”

“It was okay,” I answered. “We finished the electrical on the last two units and I split.”

Kathy picked up some dishes and turned to the table. Her tanned breasts swayed as she walked towards me, with her nipples pointing out as hard little buttons sticking out from the crest of her firm mounds. My eyes were drawn to the white triangle of skin that was covered by her neatly trimmed patch of pubic hair. Looking carefully, I could see that her pussy lips were swollen and slightly open, making it obvious that she was also as hungry as I was, for more than food.

I could not believe how erotic it was to watch her parade about my apartment naked. I had seen her naked in the bedroom, but to have her naked in my dining room and kitchen seemed so much more erotic, maybe even perverse. When she bent over the table to put down the plate of sliced veggies, her succulent tits were only a foot away from my mouth. I groaned as she moved away before I could wrap my mouth onto a nipple, and she returned to the kitchen.

“If you want, you can undress and take a shower,” Kathy said.

“Are you going to help me?” I asked with a devilish grin as I rose.

“No,” she smiled back at me. “No touching until after dinner.” Just to challenge her conviction, I stripped off my clothes right in front of her. My hard cock bounced up and down in front of me when I dropped my underwear. Kathy stared down at my swollen man-meat, and then shook her head at me and pointed towards the bathroom.

I took a good shower, ensuring not only was I clean, but cleanly shaved as well. When I returned, my hard cock had subsided a bit and I realized how hungry I was. We sat down at the table and had a wonderful candlelight dinner for two. It was more than erotic to sit across from a naked Kathy for dinner, it was actually sensuously intimate.

When we were finished, Kathy rose and removed the dishes from the table. Watching her body move and wiggle brought all the blood flow back to my crotch, and my penis was as hard as ever. When she returned she just smiled at me and beckoned me toward the bedroom with her finger.

I stood up and let her see the bobbing of my raging hard-on, then followed her toward my own bedroom. Walking behind her, her muscular derriere nearly drove me crazy as I looked down at it. I so much wanted to push forward and drive my shaft between those ass-cheeks, filling her until she screamed in orgasm.

Kathy looked over her shoulder at me and saw how focused my eyes were. “Do you like looking at my ass?” she asked. “Do you want to put your prick between my cheeks?”

“Yes,” I admitted. “I think you have the most delicious looking ass I have ever seen.”

“I’m glad you like it.” She guided me to the edge of the bed. “Maybe you need a better view.”

I sat down on the edge of the bed and Kathy moved in front of me, turning her back to me. Slowly she bent over and pushed those two fantastic globes of flesh toward me. She bent forward so far that her pink pussy was visible, shining and damp just inches from my face. She reached back with one hand and pulled her cheek to one side, so her puckered little anus was also exposed for my viewing pleasure.

“Oh Kathy,” I moaned. “I want to touch you, to feel your sKathy.”

“Is that all you want to do?” she teased. “Do you want to lick me there?”

“I would lick you any time, anywhere. There is not a spot on your body I would not lick.”

“Really?” she asked as she wiggled it in front of my face. “Are you sure you would lick me all over, even my ass?”

“Yes,” I moaned.

“You kinky pervert!” she hissed at me. “Just the metal picture of your face in my ass makes me so horny. I will hold you to that. Do you want to fuck me there…to shove your cock in me and fill me up?”

“I will slide my cock into anyplace in your body that will give you pleasure.”

“When you talk like that you make my pussy drip.” Kathy turned around and dropped to her knees, so she could lean forward and take my rigid member in her hand. Before I could catch my breath from that, she lowered her face to my swollen cockhead and swallowed up my cock with her lips. The lips of her small mouth were stretched wide as she slid her lips down the long shaft until she had as much as she could take; then she slid her hand up and down on the remainder of the shaft as she sucked on my head with her mouth.

Kathy started almanbahis casino licking and sucking on my cock, making gurgling and slobbering sounds as she contentedly sucked on my cock, her eyes closed as she focused on the flavor and sensation of the prick in her mouth. Kathy squeezed her hand around the root of my cock and started to beating his meat, fast and hard, whipping her right hand up and down from the root to her hungrily sucking lips.

I looked down at her as I moaned my enjoyment of the intense cock sucking. I shifted a hand to her head, moving her red hair so I could see her lips stretched around my shaft. It was such a contrast to see Kathy, usually polite and confident but now acting like a complete whore. My body tensed as my orgasm grew nearer, a heavy load of cock juice congested in my balls.

“I’m gonna’ cum if you don’t stop,” I hissed. I had thought that we would fuck and I would drop my first load inside her pussy but if she did not stop that wouldn’t happen. Kathy did not slow down but sucked my cock harder, her cheeks reddening with the fervor of her effort. It felt like my huge prick grew even bigger against her swirling tongue, and I’m sure that droplets of pre-cum oozed out into her mouth. Kathy was breathing through her nose as her hand whipped up and down the lower portion of my cock.

“Ohhhh, crap,” I grunted. “Now. Now. Noooow.” Just as my hot, thick jizz squirted out she pulled back and pointed it at her breasts. Her fist continued to jerk me off and I shot my second load for the day over her firm, fleshy mounds. Strings of white ooze contracted with the tan of her breast flesh. I started to relax when she released my cock, but she moved her hands to her own tits and started to massage my cum into her skin. She just stared at me with those sultry eyes as she worked the gooey fluid into flesh.

It was too much for me. I was not ready to start fucking her so I did the next best think. I got up and threw her onto the bed, where I aggressively spread her legs and dove between them. Her pussy was already swollen and dripping with juice. I quickly slid first one, then two fingers between her labia and started pumping my fingers rapidly in and out of Kathy’s gooey fuck hole. I placed my other hand near the dark-pink bud protruding at the top of her slit. With my forefinger right on it, I rubbed it in a circular motion. Kathy shrieked, fucking her hips rapidly off the bed.

“Does this feel good?” I asked her in an exaggeratedly calm voice.

“God yes!” she gasped.

“Should I lick it too?” She moaned and shook her head vigorously up and down.

I lowered my head, burying my face between Kathy’s strong thighs where I could place my mouth onto the redhead’s wet and tasty pussy. Hungrily I raced my tongue up and down her throbbing cunt, eagerly licking the sweet juice from the folds of Kathy’s pussy.

Kathy felt her pussy growing even hornier, oozing a heavy flow of liquid onto her lover’s tongue. Being around him all day had already left her horny but not that desire was building like a flood. Kathy placed a hand on her mound, using her fingers to peel her own pussy lips back to allow me to thrust my tongue deep inside her pussy, licking deep inside.

“Oh, eat me,” she hissed. The extreme pleasure of having her pussy licked made her lose all of the control she had wanted in this situation. She clutched my head with both hands, frantically lifting her ass off the bed as she tried to press harder against my mouth.

“Lick me, baby!” She moaned. “Oh, crap, you’re making my pussy so hot!”

I pushed my tongue in and out of Kathy’s luscious pussy, making the small woman roll her head back and forth. Her clit was very hard now, twitching obscenely in front of my eyes with its need to be licked and sucked. I moved my mouth up and wriggled my tongue on it which sent waves of intense pleasure coursing through Kathy’s body. Then I took the swollen clit between my lips so I could suck it hard.

“Suck me!” Kathy yelled, her face a mask of insatiable lust and desire. “Fingers…I’m so hot…need to cum!”

Straightening my fingers, I slid them back into the clasping inside of Kathy’s hot, fuck hole. Rapidly I rammed the in and out of the horny woman, pressing upwards against her G spot as my knuckles pounded on the puffy lips of her pussy. When I sucked her clit much harder, it took her completely over the edge.

“I’m cumming!” Kathy yelled as she clawed the back of my head, weeping with pleasure as her body thrashed on the bed. “Eat my fucking pussy! I’m cumming now, cuuummmiiinnngggg!”

Kathy’s vagina spasmed violently around my fingers and delicious musky-smelling cunt cream flowed heavily from her hairy hole, giving me fresh supply of pussy juice to tongue and lick up. I kept my head buried between Kathy’s trembling thighs, continuing to suck and finger her through her secondary orgasmic spasms. I realized if I twisted my hand sideways, I could put my thumb against her precious tiny anus, now covered with the juices leaking from her pussy.

When I pressed my thumb onto her sphincter, she howled as another wave of orgasm washed over her. She bucked against my hand and mouth, writhing on the bed as her body was overwhelmed by her own orgasm. I released my hold on her and stood up.

I marched to the elevator and pressed the down button, mumbling to myself, “Fucking company.” As I descended to the 2nd floor I became even more incensed. Cheap fucking foreign labor was going to ruin a good company. Hopefully it wouldn’t take me down with it.

After talking with the sysadmins I needed to get out of the building. There was nothing I could do for 4 hours. Knowing that the customer calls were about to start back up I did the only logical thing… headed for the door. Time for a latte…

It’s nice having a good coffe shop across the street, the coffee’s expensive, but it makes you feel like you’re treating yourself…

After adding a couple of packets of sugar in the raw I popped the lid on my cup and girded my self to go back to the hell that was work. That’s when I saw her walk in the door. She was one of the temps who did odd jobs for the company… a little taller than me, beautiful hair, striking lips, and a glint in her eye that implied a little naughtiness.

She smiled at me which I caught out of the corner of my eye as I walked past her. I decided at that moment that work could wait.

I waited until she had gotten herself a caramel macchiato… generally a little too sweet for my taste, but with a good caffeine kick nonetheless.

“Headed back to hell?” I asked.

She nodded.

We walked back towards the building talking about nothing of consequence, but there was a little bit of flirting going on. She had this way of looking down and then back up at me that sent shivers down my spine, and she had just had her hair curled and it was a nice look for her.

I held the door for her and checked out her ass as we walked towards the elevator. Nice, although the pants could be a little tighter to show off the curves more.

She unzipped her jacket as we got on the elevator and I couldn’t help glancing at her breasts. Nicer by the second, and the flirting glances only served to draw my eyes down along the curve of her neck, and deliciously down the swell of her breasts.

Work was going to be a little easier today with this beauty to glance at.

Getting back into the lobby of work, the secretary at the front looked up and gave us both a smile. I turned a little red at the thought that she had seen me checking out the temps ass again as I held the door open for her.

Can’t blame a guy for looking… The secretary passed me a stack of notes from disgruntled customers. Ugh, well there go any fantasies out the window. It was going to be one of those days…

* * *

While working away I kept glancing over at the temp. She was chewing on her lip about something, and it only served to make her look even sexier. An occasional smile was enough to keep me motivated for the day.

Occasionally when she walked towards me I’d glance up at her, and invariable my eyes were drawn to her lips… they looked so kissable. I wonder if she knew that I would have loved to have taken her out in the stairwell, and pushed her up against the wall for a kiss, and perhaps a little… groping for a lack of a better word.

As the day wore on I became more irritated by work, seemed like time for another coffee break. “Anybody want coffee?” I yelled to the room.

No takers

So I pulled on my jacket and headed for the door. When I looked back, I noticed that the temp had grabbed her jacket and was heading for the door as well. Maybe I did have a taker…

We got on the elevator and started down, I shyly glanced over at her, and she met my gaze full on.

“Another caramel macchiato?” I said. Pretty lame conversation starter.

She looked down again, and my eyes followed hers. She had just completely checked out my crotch, there was no doubt in my mind.

Where was this going I asked myself? My brain quickly went into overload and switched to a safe subject… the crappy winter weather.

“6 more weeks of winter,” I mumbled, “seems like it will never almanbahis şikayet end.”

Although it seemed like it was getting a little hotter in the elevator. Figuring that one good checkout was worth another my eyes lingered from her toes up her strong looking legs, following her stomach up to her… Wow! I hadn’t taken that good a look at her breasts before I suspected I could lose myself for a few hours with those…

Unfortunately, the elevator reaching first floor interrupted my little fantasy. I was able to regain my composure and head for the street, the temp walked along side of me, giving me those looks again.

I decided I’d pay for her drink at the coffee shop, and maybe strike up a little more conversation. It was hard to think of where to start though and on top of it all, every time I looked over at her my gaze was drawn to her breasts…and her looking down really didn’t help. She met my gaze a few times as I moved to look away, she knew exactly what I was looking at and now she seemed a little flustered herself.

We walked back to the building a little bit slower this time, I don’t think either of us wanted to get back. The moving towards the elevator was pure torture… each step like an added weight. I did not want to go back!

I hit the button to go to the six floor, we’d gone about half a floor when i decided that it was time to take charge of all this flirting. I looked her directly in the eye and moved closer, that’s when I got a real surprise. As I moved closer, the temp slipped by me. Guess that was a mistake I thought to myself and I looked away. That’s when the elevator lurched to a stop, and i felt her hands turning me around, that’s when she pushed me up against the wall, molded her body to mine and used her arm to pull my head down into a deep passionate kiss.

There was nothing chaste about this kiss, it was pure sex and promise of something wild.

“You’ve been staring at me all day old man. It’s about time you did something about it,” she growled into my ear, “and if you’re not going to do something I am.”

She kissed me again, our lips moving over each other, our tongues dueling, her tongue sliding into my mouth, mine playing over her teeth. She nipped at my upper lip a little, and I began to move my hand up along her back inside her jacket. She shrugged her shoulders, dropping the jacket a little as I pushed her back a little so I could move my hands higher to her breasts. That’s when I surprised her!

I reached my hands to the long sinking neckline of her shirt, grabbed each side and ripped. The material pulled away in my hands with a loud tearing sound and she gasped as her breasts were exposed to my lustful gaze.

She had a front opening black bra on, which I opened with one hand as the other reached down around her waist. I then slid my hand down to her right leg, which I pulled up next to mine. She wrapped her leg around me and I lifted her up, first a little so I could nuzzle and nip at her neck, then a little bit more so that I could trail my kisses along the slope of her breast.

I took her right nipple into my mouth and bit down a little, her body heaving against mine. She moaned, a sound that came from the core of her being, and her breasts heaved against my suckling face.

I let her down and pulled her to me again. The feel of her unrestrained breasts against my chest was driving me mad with lust. She reached down to caress my thigh and I knew that she could feel my hardness as it throbbed underneath her fingertips. Her hand slid up higher and played a little as she stared intently into my eyes. Sliding her fingertips along my beltline I moaned at the teasing…

“Take me into your mouth…” I bare whisper under my breath.

She needed no more prompting as I felt her work the belt buckle and open my pants. My cock popped free through the slit in my boxer shorts, my eagerness evident in it’s tumescence. God I was hard.

She almanbahis canlı casino slid down to the floor, making sure to run her breasts over my cock lingering, the hard nubs of her nipples seeming to burn as they met my naked flesh. Her tongue darted out and licked along the top of my shaft as she settled on her knees. She teased the corona and the little bit of skin that bisected the bottom of my cock head, then with one motion she slid her mouth all the way down my cock until her nose rested in my pubic hair. I moaned a deep moan and shuddered.

With one motion she had made every blowjob I had ever received before seem like an inexperienced teenager performed them. If it were at all possible, I thick my cock became ever stiffer in that moment…

Then she began to slide her lips up and down my shaft. I could feel her tongue seemingly everywhere at once, darting, licking, swirling. I knew I wouldn’t last if she kept that up so I pushed her away.

She looked up at me, wondering if she had done something wrong. In answer to her questioning look I answered, “I have to be inside you NOW.”

She stood up and pressed me back against the wall, her right hand wrapped around my cock jerking lightly. “Now?”

“Now.”

“But I don’t have a condom.”

Fuck, I thought to myself.

I spun her around so that her back was towards me, and reached around to undo her belt. I started to push down her pants and I bit her left shoulder blade. I moved down lower, it was my turn to be on my knees.

She leaned forward, feeling my hot kisses trailing down her back. She thrust her ass back at me, rotating her hips so that I could access her pussy. My tongue played at the top of the crack of her ass, swirling around as I kissed my way down her right butt cheek. As I reached the bottom I began to move back in towards her center. My right hand slid up her thigh, and without any warning I pushed my pointer finger inside her, hearing her gasp at my intrusion. I could see the muscles flex along her cheeks as she bit her lip and moaned. My finger moved inside of her, soaked in a second with her juices, the smell of her hot pussy burned my nose. I had to taste her.

Detecting my intentions she leaned forwards, her hot breasts mashed against the cold wall of the elevator. My tongue traced the last few inches until it met my finger and licked her juices. I removed my finger and began to dart my tongue inside of her. I used my wet finger to rub her clit slowly in a circle, feeling every shudder.

My face was jammed into her pussy, and she reached back to grab my head and push me even tighter against her hot flesh. The taste of her was intoxicating as I moaned into her pussy. I licked her again and again, feeling her tense a little and release, tense and release she pushed my hand away from her clit and began to move her own hand faster and faster against her clit.

“Lick me damnit, fuck me with your tongue”

Who was I to argue? So I redoubled my efforts. Within seconds she grabbed my head and pulled me away, then pushed my face again into her hot, wet, delicious pussy, fucking herself with my tongue and moaning. Then she tensed up and held my face into her as she came hard and quick with a series of sharp thrusts.

After she had a few seconds to recover I stood up and nuzzled her neck.

“That was so incredible.” I whispered breathlessly.

“But what about you?” She asked.

I replied, “That was so… eh, I don’t have the word… good isn’t good enough.”

“But what about you?” she said, reaching back to grasp my rock solid cock. She grasped my cock and pulled me in closer so that the head rubbed her pussy.

“You can’t have me here without a condom.”

She began to draw the wet head up higher. Damn! She was using my cock to lubricate her ass. Could this get more dirty and naughty?

I moved against her, moving my cock from her pussy to her rosebud until she was almanbahis casino slick… she bent over and braced herself against the wall.

“What are you waiting for?” she demanded “Fuck my ass, fuck it hard!”

I moaned as I pushed the head of my cock right against her tight little asshole. Damn she was tight, yet her ass opened beneath the pressure as she pushed back against me. Pausing a moment I spit into where are bodies were joined hoping to provide more lubrication.

I slid in an inch and stopped, letting her get used to me inside of her I pushed in more, and felt her shudder.

She moaned, “Thats possibly one of the best feelings… when it, oh god, when it first starts into my ass…”

Her ass gripped me tight and it was getting harder to move inside of her. I pulled out a little and spit some more into her crack. I slid back in and worked back and forth a little, dipping deeper every time. I could sense the tension in her body. She needed my cock all the way in, so I obliged, pushing deeper insider of her until my balls pressing against her pussy, my cock all the way up her ass.

We both stood and shuddered for a little bit, then she began to move. Her pace quickened, our skin slapping, the aroma of her pussy wafting throughout the elevator car. I began to really pound her ass hard and she met me with every stroke. She brought her arm up to her mouth and bit down on her forearm to stifle her screams of pleasure. Her tightness was getting the better of me and I knew I wouldn’t last long if I kept up this pace so I began to slow down.

She moaned, “Don’t stop, I’m going to come. I’m going to come and I want you to come too.”

I decided to play her game. “Tell me where you want me to come.”

“You know where I want you to come.”

“Tell me.”

She paused for a moment; the only sound our heavy breathing. “I want you to come in my ass…”

“What?”

She begged me “bang me, come in my ass, please, come in my ass!”

I began to move, and her voice became a litany begging me, “come in my ass, come in my ass, come in my ass.”

“I want you to fuck me so hard that I come when you come.” She said.

I began to move harder, almost pulling out all the way with each stroke, fucking her as deep as I could, feeling her tense and relax around me. She moved one hand to her clit, and bit on her other forearm, and I felt her come, and that brought me to a blazing orgasm, the moment seared forever into my brain. I moaned, she cried out, I bellowed, my words unintelligible; the feeling of her ass squeezing around me as we came together was indescribable.

I pushed all the way in, releasing my cum deep inside her ass, my arms wrapped around her, holding her sweaty body against me.

She whispered, “That was so fucking intense.”

I nuzzled her in acknowledgement.

“God, I can feel it inside of me, your cum is so hot.”

I whispered in her ear, “I’m glad we didn’t have a condom.”

She laughed and pulled away as my softening cock fell out of her ass.

She pulled the tattered pieces of her shirt around her and looked at me as if to say, “what have you done?”

Thinking quickly, I took off my shirt button down shirt and gave her the grey tshirt I had been wearing. We got ourselves back together and she flipped the stop button. The elevator began to move again, but not up… back down.

We looked at each other, wondering what was going to be on the other side of the doors when they opened. The doors slid open and there stood the security guard.

He looked at us knowingly and said “I’ll make a copy of the security tape for you. Pick it up at the end of the day.” That’s all he said.

We took the elevator back to work and I blushed as we walked by the secretary. I noticed that the temp had trouble sitting for the rest of the afternoon… my cum squishing around in her ass.

As I left for the day, she put on her coat as well. I thought she was going to get on the elevator with me, but instead she turned into the stairwell.

“I don’t think I could take that again today.” she said with a wry grin. As the door of the elevator shut I could have sworn I heard her say, “But there’s always tomorrow.

Author’s note: The male protagonist here is the very same Nick from my ‘Buttfuck Buddies’ stories. The events described here take place a couple of years before the ones in that series.

This is a work of fiction. All characters are eighteen years or older. Don’t expect realism and you won’t be disappointed when you don’t find it! Enjoy!

*****

Whistling the tune of ‘Moon Over Marin’ by Dead Kennedys, Nick slowly shuffled his way through the smiling, laughing people gathered in the spacious backyard of pastor Jay’s house for the minister’s birthday party and the traditional celebratory barbeque that came with it. Much to his own surprise, Nick had to admit that it actually felt pretty good to be back.

His first year of college had been much more interesting than he had expected and he had gotten pretty used to being on his own, yet coming home for the summer holidays and seeing some familiar faces was really nice. Although Nick had never technically joined pastor Jay’s flock and had always limited his participation during religious services to his duties as the drummer in the band, he was no stranger at all among the crowd of festive churchgoers. Everyone he met greeted him with kindness, asking how things were and telling him how nice it was to seen him again. In most cases, Nick knew for a fact that those sentiments were genuine.

Once he made it across the crowded backyard and reached the sizzling grill, Nick finally saw the pastor himself, laughing and chatting with other guests as he flipped burgers and sipped on his beer. As he marveled for the umpteenth time at the uncanny resemblance between pastor Jay and Don Draper from ‘Mad Men’, Nick approached the man of the hour and tapped him on the shoulder. As Jay turned and recognized him, Nick barely managed to wish the burly pastor a happy birthday before Jay exploded in a big laugh and trapped Nick in a bone-crushing hug that knocked the wind out of the young man’s tall, lanky frame.

“Nick! Good to see you’re back in town, son!”

After letting him go and asking him extensively about college and music and how he was doing, the pastor handed Nick a veggie burger and thanked him profusely for coming to his birthday party, concluding by adding in a conspiratorial whisper that the church band’s sound just wasn’t the same since Nick’s departure the previous fall.

“By the way, do you wanna play some songs later, when the rest of the band arrives?” pastor Jay asked, grinning broadly. “I’m sure the guys will be happy to have you jamming with them again.”

“Sure, no problem,” Nick shrugged, adjusting his geeky glasses. Unable to hide a hint of sarcasm from his tone, he then added with a snicker: “I assume you’ll join us too for some Rolling Stones covers at some point, right?”

“You bet I will! Maybe we’ll even do ‘Sympathy for the Devil’ this time!” the husky pastor replied, chortling and heartily slapping Nick’s slim shoulder before returning to grilling food and chatting with the other guests.

As he saluted the pastor with a nod and headed back into the crowd, Nick couldn’t help but laugh to himself and shake his head at the thought that the only man of the cloth he knew personally was also one of the least priestly-looking dudes he had ever met. Saying hello here and there at the members of the congregation that greeted him, Nick kept mostly to himself as he ate his veggie burger and washed it down with lemonade. Then, as he skirted around the edges of the vast backyard, he finally caught a glimpse of someone that he was genuinely looking forward to seeing again.

Smiling and chatting with everyone around her, with her chocolate brown hair pulled back in a signature ponytail and her hazel eyes sparkling with guileless joy, Tessa looked as beautiful as Nick remembered. Her green summer dress hugged her curvy albeit petite frame perfectly, enhancing the jutting fullness of her tits and the bouncy, plump roundness of her protruding bubble-butt. As he walked up to her, Nick couldn’t help but feel a stirring in his groin at the thought of all the times he had fucked Tessa’s beautiful ass and pumped her tight little butthole full of cum during their senior year in high school, when they were still a couple.

“Now this is what I call a sight for sore eyes!” Nick said with a smile as he approached Tessa from behind.

“Oh my god! Nick?!” Tessa exclaimed while still turning around, her eyes wide with surprise, a big beaming smile dancing on her sensuous lips as her whole face brightened up with excitement at the sight of her ex boyfriend. “I didn’t even know you were back yet! How… When… Oh, it’s so good to see you, Nick!”

Squashing her buxom jugs against his chest, Tessa squealed happily as she locked her arms around Nick’s tall frame and hugged him tightly. As Nick wrapped her in an affectionate embrace in turn, Tessa purred contentedly and turned her face up to meet his bespectacled gaze. Behind his nerdy glasses, Nick’s brown eyes were as almanbahis intense and mesmerizing as ever, giving Tessa the familiar feeling that he was staring right into her very being, seeing her and accepting her and liking her for who she truly was.

“You look amazing, Tess. As always,” Nick said, his deep calm voice and his matter-of-fact tone making Tessa shiver in his arms as a wave of memories hit her full blast, setting her heart aflutter. It hardly made any difference to her that she was technically still a virgin and that the two of them only ever had anal and oral sex when they were a couple: as far as Tessa was concerned, Nick was her first, and always would be. He was the guy who had made her a woman, her first love, and as such he would forever have a special place in her heart.

Tessa was still staring dreamily into Nick’s thin, handsome face as he asked: “Are you going to sing us something later, Tess? Please say yes… I don’t want to be stuck playing cheesy covers for an hour with your dad!”

“Come on, Nick! It’s his birthday, let him have some fun!” Tessa laughed, playfully poking Nick’s side as they disentangled from their hug. “But yeah, I’ll sing something. Daddy already convinced me to sing ‘Shine A Light’ and ‘You Can’t Always Get What You Want’, so…”

After letting out a resigned groan, Nick perked up and said: “Well, at list I get to hear you singing again, even if it’s just the Boring Stones.”

“Oh, shut up already! We both know you secretly love them…” Tessa teasingly snickered.

“Hey, easy now!” Nick chuckled, looking around in mock-alarm. “I don’t want your dad to hear that, it would ruin my reputation!”

Laughing and smiling together, Tessa and Nick forgot about everybody around them as they talked and talked and talked, catching up and reminiscing, happy to enjoy each other’s company and to be reunited again.

From their texts and phone calls and video chats, Tessa already knew that Nick was seeing some Mia chick from college, and, even if they weren’t officially together, it was clear to the pastor’s daughter that Nick was really into this new girl. Similarly, the silver promise ring on Tessa’s finger was a constant reminder to Nick that things were getting fairly serious between his high school sweetheart and the guy she had met at the local Christian University. Still, as if following an unspoken agreement, both Tessa and Nick avoided asking direct questions about the other’s love life, choosing to savor their renewed closeness instead.

Half an hour later, Tessa and Nick were sitting in the swing on the front porch of the house, chatting quietly by themselves away from the crowded party, when the arrival of a car pulling into the driveway followed by the sound of two high-pitched voices forced their attention away from one another.

Sharon and Sally, Tessa’s younger sisters, had just returned from their daily training session at the track and were talking heatedly as they walked up to the house. Both blonde and tall and slim like their mother, Sharon and Sally were identical twins, and though it was easy to discern them from each other once one got to know Sharon’s saucy tomboyish attitude and Sally’s reserved and dreamy nature, the only thing that set them apart at first sight was the fact that Sharon styled her hair in a cute chin-length bob while Sally let her golden tresses grow long.

As the twins made their way to the house, Nick couldn’t help but let his eyes linger on their long shapely legs, exposed as they were by their skimpy running shorts, and on the swelling of their ripe pointy breasts, enticingly showcased by their tight-fitting tank tops. Most of all though, it was the flaring curve that ran from the twins’ thin waists to their toned heart-shaped butts that drew Nick’s attention, making him smile as he told himself that Tessa’s formerly skinny little sisters had really filled out nicely in the last year, developing two very similar and equally delectable asses. Being very disciplined track stars and having inherited the pastor’s wife’s slender hourglass build, both Sharon and Sally were endowed with taut protruding butts that a devoted ass man like Nick couldn’t help but admire reverently. Still, as much as he was enjoying the sight of the twins’ round little bottoms swaying side to side as the girls approached, Nick knew that neither of those two perfectly fine asses could compare to Tessa’s luscious, jiggly, beautifully plump booty.

“I’m telling you, it’s okay!” Sharon emphatically stated, staring right into her twin’s blue eyes.

“How can it be?! It seems impossible…” Sally replied, arching her eyebrows in doubt and shaking her head negatively. “Besides, it’s literally wrong… Like, unnatural or something.”

“No it’s not! Lots of people do it and most of them like it too, you know that! Oh look, Tessie is with Nick!” Sharon exclaimed, elbowing Sally as she noticed their big sister and her former boyfriend waving at them from the porch. almanbahis yeni giriş “Perfect, let’s ask them! They should know!”

“No! Sharon, wait! Don’t…” Sally gasped, her eyes growing big with panic as she attempted in vain to stop her exuberant twin from rushing ahead and involve Tessa and Nick in the conversation.

“Hey guys!” Sharon chirped as she stood straight in front of Tessa and Nick, her arms crossed under her perky breasts and her head cocked to the side as she bluntly asked: “You two used to have anal sex when you were together, right?”

As Nick slow-blinked in momentary befuddlement, Sally groaned and cast her unsubtle twin a half-desperate and half-incinerating glance before burying her face in her hands. For her part though, Tessa just let out a soft laugh and shrugged, unfazed by her little sister’s characteristic directness.

“Of course we did, Sharon. I thought you knew that already,” Tessa placidly replied. Within a second though, she was glancing inquisitively at the twins in turn, automatically switching into her protective big-sisterly mode. “Is that what you two were arguing about? Wait… Is someone pressuring you to do stuff? Because I’ll kick them in the nuts myself if that’s the case! Did either of you get a boyfriend and forgot to mention it to me by any chance?!”

“No, Tessie, that’s not it,” Sally responded after sharing a shocked look with Sharon, both of them genuinely offended by the mere suggestion that they might hide something like that from Tessa, whom they loved dearly and had always worshiped as the awesome big sister that she was. “We’d tell you if we had a boyfriend, of course. It’s just that, well… It’s about anal, specifically…”

“We’ve been thinking about it, Tessie. Like, a lot,” Sharon stated drily before exhaling and starting to explain. “I mean, we’re going to college in the fall and we feel like we should be able to do stuff, you know, beside blowjobs… We both want to stay virgins until marriage, so anal seems like the only way we can compete with all the coed sluts who can just let guys fuck them in the pussy.”

“I still think blowjobs will do just fine, even in college…” Sally grumbled, glancing sideways at Sharon, clearly rehashing a common argument between them. “We give great head after all.”

“Oh my God, Sally…” Sharon sighed in exasperation. “How many times do I have to tell you: it’s not gonna be enough! Guys wanna fuck! Like, actually fuck, you know, stick their dicks into a hot juicy hole and pound away!”

“So? Guys have fucked our mouths before, haven’t they?” Sally persisted, tucking her long blonde locks behind her ears. “Nobody’s ever complained. And when we deep-throat them and they push real deep, well, it’s warm and wet and tight in there too, kinda like a pussy. At least, I think so…”

“Jeez, Sal, seriously?” Sharon half-laughed and half-groaned, turning to Tessa and Nick again for support. “Guys, please, would you explain to this silly goose I got in sort as a twin how real sex works? Nick, Tessie… Please? Come on, help me out here.”

Keeping his mouth wisely shut, his cock having swelled to an uncomfortable state of stiff chubbiness within his pants during the twins’ conversation, Nick laughed inside as he was reminded yet again of the many fun and naughty sides hidden behind the deceptively dull facade of churchgoing girls. Smiling meekly, he just raised an eyebrow as he looked at Tessa, leaving her to deal with that weird albeit arousing situation.

Sighing and rolling her eyes at each of her little sisters in turn, Tessa started by saying: “Okay, first of all, both of you shut up right now before someone hears you talking like cumsluts. I mean, really, you are the pastor’s daughters and so am I, and it’s his freaking birthday party! Second of all,” she went on, focusing her gaze on Sally, “Sharon is sort of right, you really can’t compare oral with anal. Having a man inside you, being penetrated… It really is something else entirely. And I mean for you, not just for him. And anal is actually very intimate, as long as it’s with the right guy.”

“Yes! Thank you, Tessie! See, Sal? I was right!” Sharon exclaimed, interrupting Tessa. Unable to contain her gleeful sense of triumph, she even started shimmying in place while pointing at her twin and playfully teasing: “Told you! Ahah!”

“Sharon, come on, there’s no need to rub it in!” Tessa chuckled before she resumed. “Sally, just be honest with me: what’s really bothering you about this? You know that lots of girls in the congregation do anal to save their virginity, and you know that I do that too. So what’s the big deal? Just tell me the truth, it’s okay.”

“I, uhm…” Sally started tentatively before squaring her slim shoulders and turning her slightly flushed face up to face Tessa, Nick and Sharon. “I just don’t believe it’s as good as people say it is. I think it’s weird and dirty and I’m sure it hurts, no matter what everybody say. I mean, pornstars almanbahis giriş are just acting, right? And as for the other girls in our church who say it’s okay, well, I think they’re just lying and trying to look cool. There, I said!”

“Aw Sally, really…” Sharon cringed, rolling her eyes at her twin.

In contrast to Sharon’s mocking tone, Nick’s deep calm voice was very serious as he said: “Skepticism… I like that. It’s a wise attitude, Sally. If you think about it, in your circles a doubting Thomas shouldn’t be that strange, am I right? Besides, his need for tangible proof didn’t prevent him from becoming a saint after all.”

Blushing a bit but smiling widely, Sally chuckled and nodded appreciatively at Nick, causing Tessa and Sharon to laugh along too. As the tension faded, Tessa ventured: “Sally, let me ask you this: would you think I’m lying if I told you that anal doesn’t have to be painful and it actually feels really, really good?”

Exhaling as Sharon stared tauntingly at her, as if daring her to call their beloved big sister a liar, Sally bit her lips and furrowed her brow before replying in a measured tone. “Well, Tessie, you see… It’s not that I don’t believe you specifically. It’s just that I can’t… I mean, I know you wouldn’t lie to me, but I can’t convince myself to believe that it’s true. At least not without…”

“Not without what?” Tessa encouraged her.

“Not without proof, I guess,” Sally concluded with a sigh. “But then again, it’s not like I can get any proof without trying it myself. And I’m too scared to try it without proof, so…”

“Yeah, that’s a nice catch twenty-two alright,” Nick agreed, grinning sympathetically at Sally.

After a moment of silence, Tessa spoke, her voice firm and clear. “Okay then, Sally. I’ll get you your proof: Nick and I will show you. We’ll have anal sex in front of you and you’ll watch us and you’ll see for yourself that it’s not painful or dirty or wrong. Would that work for you?”

“What!?” Sally gasped in shock.

“Oh yeaaah!” Sharon cheered, grinning broadly.

“Uh?!” Nick muttered, blinking while adjusting his glasses as if somehow ascertaining that he wasn’t dreaming. While his plump boner strained painfully within his pants, he breathed in deeply before asking: “Tess, are you serious?”

“Yes, I am,” Tessa confirmed with a guileless smile, her eyes sparkling, her beautiful face set in one of those expression of mixed innocence and naughtiness that had never once failed to turn Nick rabidly horny. “I don’t see any problem with that. It would be a simple demonstration, something to help my little sisters out.”

“I’m all for it!” Sharon declared enthusiastically before impishly adding: “I always wondered about you two doing it, it’s gonna be interesting to see you in action!”

“Tessie, but…” Sally mumbled, her blushing face having turned even redder at the thought that she had instigated the whole thing. “You have a boyfriend, and that ring he gave you… Wouldn’t this be, uhm, cheating? And doesn’t Nick have a girlfriend too?”

“Actually, no, I don’t. Not exactly, at least,” Nick specified, adjusting his glasses on his nose while shifting as inconspicuously as possible in his seat, attempting to fit his achingly stiff shaft more comfortably within the constricting confines of his pants. “What we have is… I’m not sure how to define it, but the agreement that Mia and I have is of a strictly non-exclusive nature.”

“See?” Tessa smiled at Sally before glancing affectionately at her ex boyfriend. “Besides, Nick is almost family, in a way. I mean, he’s like the son that Daddy always wanted, we all know that. I’m not sure if anal qualifies as ‘cheating’ exactly, but even if it did, I’d be doing it with one of us anyway, so it shouldn’t count at all, sorta… And Nick definitely is one of us, right girls? One of us… Like in that film we all saw together, remember?” she unexpectedly added, giggling as she recalled something she hadn’t thought about in a while. “There was that super weird part when they all chant ‘One of us, one of us’ and stuff like that. I can’t remember the title of that movie, crap! It’s on the tip of my tongue…”

“Oh you mean that crazy old black and white film that Nick made us watch? Sure, I remember it. Very weird, but kinda fun too,” Sally nodded with a grin.

“Yeah, ‘Freaks’. Good stuff,” Nick chuckled, remembering the time early in their friendship when Tessa and the twins had invited him over to the house to watch a movie of his choosing and he had introduced them to Tod Browning’s disquieting masterpiece.

Chuckling while recalling the eery mantra from the most iconic scene of the film, Sharon started chanting and stamping her feet in an attempt to somehow reenact that crazy, unforgettable sequence. “One of us! One of us! Gooble gobble! We accept him, we accept him! One of us!”

After laughing and chanting along with her twin for a bit, Sally still couldn’t help but eventually point out: “But wait a second, Tessie… Wouldn’t it make it worse to consider Nick as part of the family?! I mean, I guess it wouldn’t be cheating, in a way, but it would be incest then, and anal incest at that! That’d be even worse, wouldn’t it?”

Three years ago I was a domesticated housewife, a mother of three, and a full-time nurse. I grew up in the Midwestern culture that clearly defined my role as such. I did everything that was expected of me, even to a fault. But that was three years ago, before I reached the age that scientists tell us women achieve their peak. When Mother Nature took her course, my sexual organs began rumbling and petitioning my brain that they were being underused and not living up to their potential.

I always had a healthy sex drive or at least healthy as described by Webster: a state of well being in body and mind. But I was limited by my Midwestern defined role. You see, girls where I came from weren’t supposed to know about the sex act until their husbands taught them. Sure, our mothers gave us the obligatory speech, but it was a rare mom who could get into specifics beyond the “birds and the bees”. My own mother stumbled through her speech so badly that, until I took ninth grade biology, I thought I actually pollinated.

My husband, John, God bless his soul, was worse off then me. He was so shy on our honeymoon that I feared my virginity would soon be an albatross around my neck. But some how we fumbled through, him in his knee-high sports socks and me with my carefully chosen negligee barely removed.

In the years since, we’d experimented a little, but when I say experimented, I mean in an old-fashioned Petri dish sort of way: let’s put this on top of this and see what develops. We would kiss, he would tug on a breast, I would stroke his cock a couple of times, he’d get on top of me, and we’d fuck. Frequency was never a problem, but by way of variety… well let’s just say we had barely surpassed the missionaries.

Then along came my prime. I had read about it in all the women’s magazines, knew it was coming, but still underestimated the magnitude of its power. Somewhere along age thirty-two, sirens began whirling, horns started blowing, flags were waving, and I swear, a veritable welcoming parade marched through my genitals, announcing that I was now ready to test the boundaries of my sexual freedom. Never being one to miss a parade, especially one presented with such panache, I whole-heartedly agreed I should test the boundaries.

The question now was how to do this, so I hiked myself over to the local Barnes & Noble. I bypassed my usual gardening, cooking, and fiction aisles, and went straight to the erotic and sexual awareness aisle. I expected the seats to be covered in sensuous black velvet. Unfortunately, they were paisley like the seats in the other aisles. I was mildly disappointed.

I hesitated at first; almanbahis another woman was sheepishly perusing a book. She could have been my clone. She held it in her hand, away from her body, and quickly looked from side to side before turning a page. I fancied we were Stepford Wives about to be discovered-somehow we were the only two who survived the transformation from human into robot. When she spotted me, she looked guiltily down at the book in her hand. I weakly smiled, trying to signal it was OK. Her face blanched. She either thought I was hitting on her, or I was there to show her the error of her ways, or both. She harrumphed and hurriedly stuffed the book back on the shelf. Then with her nose in the air, huffed by me. I giggled and thought, oh well, the ranks of the Stepford Wives gone amuck had just dropped to one.

My curiosity got the best of me so I reached for the book she had hastily returned. It was a book of one hundred sexual positions based on the Kama Sutra. I haphazardly flipped it open and began to fumble through the pages, gawking at the pictures. Many of them were arousing with their explicit portrayal, others would take the limberness of an Olympic gymnast to accomplish, and a few would require the willpower of a silent monk not to end up in full-blown belly laughs. But all in all, I decided it was a book to take home and share with John. I grabbed the latest _Redbook_ and _Women’s Home Journal_ to camouflage my checkout, and I was on my way.

That evening I managed to pawn the kids off onto individual friends and family. So with book in hand and enough leftover romantic flair from watching Rogers and Hammerstein’s “Cinderella” religiously, I proceeded to set the trap for my unsuspecting husband.

I washed the sheets, doused them with an extra bit of Downey, lit a few candles, and fixed John’s favorite meal. John was excited, not only because he got to eat country fried steak and mashed potatoes, but he knew we had the evening alone, and would be adding another missionary strike on the bedpost tally. He was completely unaware of the book I’d purchased or my plan to lure him into sexual decadence.

After dinner, I bathed, shaved, shampooed, fluffed and powdered til I was a walking commercial for Lancome. When John came into the bedroom, he found me beneath the covers, attempting a seductive pose. He must have been pleased, because he was already sporting an erection. He slipped into bed and arduously kissed me. Juices were flowing but I wanted a little boost. So I pulled out the book and said, “Look what I bought!”

He looked at the title in horror, as if the gates of hell had just opened almanbahis yeni giriş up and Satan himself was yanking us in.

“What’s wrong with the way we do things?” He whined at the end of his question so it sounded more like “thiiiiings.” I rushed to reassure him.

“Nothing is wrong with it honey, but it’s like this: if carrot cake were your favorite dessert and you ate it every day, eventually you might want to try the Dutch Apple pie, but it wouldn’t mean that carrot cake wasn’t still your favorite.”

So he sighed, took the book, and began to thumb through it. His arousal, which had faltered for just a second, began to twitch. I thought I was home free until he came to a particularly involved picture with sixteen-directional-steps. He pointed at the twisted bodies and yelped.

“You are not getting me to try that! No sex is worth a trip to the doctor”. My new-found, burgeoning libido wanted to argue the point, but I let it go.

Finally, I grabbed the book and randomly turned to position twenty-two, a mere five-step process. Of course I knew that 1. I could position myself in the doggy-style with 2. John on bended knee behind me and 3. John’s cock would fit into my vagina, but this was showing 4. John lubricating his cock with my juice and 5. Slipping into my ass.

My cunt kind of liked the idea and drooled in its avid approval. I showed him the picture and waited. Long minutes ticked by as John studied position twenty-two. I listened to the burning synapses from my vagina to my brain, pleading for immediate attention and casually fingered myself.

Finally, John tossed the book to the side and, with puppy-dog eagerness, announced, “I think we can do that!”

He proceeded to place his hand over my flittering fingers, and lots of mutual groping with rabid touching commenced. The passion that was slightly kindled before burst into flames that would do a Fourth of July celebration proud. There was only minor fumbling as we placed our bodies into the illustrated position.

I might have had a few reservations if my pre-orgasmic body hadn’t already taken control, ousting the intellectual brain as leader, and ordering it to take a much-needed nap. As it turned out, my intellect was the only part of me sleeping. The rest of me was itchy and alive, hungry with the thought of breaking the taboo of anal sex.

We took special care with pillows and positioning, and John must have asked me five times if I were sure. When he started to ask the sixth time, I said if I were any surer I would do the “Bobbit” and proceed without him. He mustered up some resolve.

Following the directions almanbahis giriş like a couple of straight-A students, John first slipped his engorged cock into my gaping pussy. He plunged a couple of times before pulling out. I nearly went from stoic control to blathering idiot. I was thoroughly prepared to do anything the book had to offer. John sucked in his breath before proceeding, and I must admit his gentle nature came in handy at this point.

He poked my smaller opening with tenderness and, when he successfully breached my virginal asshole, he hesitated. I assumed he was trying to control his desire to thrust. I could feel my sphincter tighten after his invasion, and I willed myself to relax. With relaxation came desire, and I eased my body back until John’s cock inched its way inside completely.

Somewhere in the recesses of my mind, my libido cried out for more and I was lost completely to sensation. He began the rhythm of in and out and my entire body was fraught with nerve endings doing the “happy dance.” Just the fact that I thought of the words, “happy dace” proved to me that I was in a delirium. Nothing had ever made me prickle to this degree. I didn’t want the feeling to end, and yet I couldn’t wait to climax.

John was completely caught up in the melee, and his groans and grunts went from barely audible to resounding. I recognized his signals that he wouldn’t last much longer so I reached under and fiddled with my clit. The resulting orgasm was completely consuming. The spasms started in my nether regions and scattered throughout my body, blazing trails that refused to die out until the point of exit, which seemed to be my toes (which actually curled.) John’s was simultaneous and if groans measuring on the Richter scale were any indication, just as powerful.

The climax was intense and controlling and marvelous until…

The gates of hell really did open up to let damnation fire lick at my no longer virginal asshole. Pain seared through my ass like a scorched poker, and all I could think was I should have put the book back and been a good Stepford wife. John must have realized my howl had turned to pain, or it could have been my demonic, “Get out!” Either way he pulled out. As soon as I was empty again the pain subsided and all that remained was the incredible aftershocks. I shivered and collapsed to the bed.

I decided right then and there that journeying into sexual awareness definitely had a couple of hitches. But as my body thrummed in euphoric bliss with a hint of sphincter paroxysms, I realized I’d just had one of the best orgasms of my life. So maybe the rewards far outnumbered the drawbacks.

Later it occurred to me, now that John and I had successfully tried position twenty-two, with any luck we could tackle the other ninety-nine.

Eventually, I could even earn frequent user miles in that aisle at the bookstore.

The garage is dark when I go in and I’m reaching for the light cord when something catches my attention. Not a sound – I can’t hear over the noise of the washing machine’s spin cycle, perhaps not even a glimpse but some sense is telling me that I’m not alone.

I go still and try to quiet my breathing. I’m completely alert and my heart’s pounding – adrenaline is causing my hands to shake and I put a hand on the wall to steady myself. I realise that whoever is in here must have seen me come in and, indeed, that I’m silhouetted against the glass panel in the garage door with the moonlight outside. From my perspective it’s all black though. Not a sight, not a clue and I’m still frozen immobile.

I summon my courage and step further into the dark garage. My eyes are adjusting and I can make out a dim impression of something white. A moment later and the gestalt snaps in and I know what I’m looking at- a white triangle, point down at waist height can only mean one thing. I relax and realise that this isn’t a threat, it’s an opportunity.

‘Michelle?’ I hiss, ‘Is that you? What the fuck are you doing here?’

My eyes have now fully adjusted and I see perfectly. This is my 18 year old niece (by marriage) Michelle, the object of a huge amount of illegitimate looks, thoughts, and frankly guilty masturbation sessions over the last year or so as her looks came into their own and she increasingly took control over her sexuality. Now though she’s looking everywhere but at me. Her hands are covering the tell-tale white panties (am I imagining the wet patch I glimpse between her fingers?) and she trying to pull her bra back into position. She’s short – just 5’3″ perhaps, and extremely slender with Mediterranean skin thanks to her Italian mother. Huge brown eyes wide with shock and her generous mouth tight with confusion.

I step close to her and lean in. ‘What would your mother say if I told you what you are doing?’ I ask and she pulls nervously at her hair, winding her fingers round and locking in a fistful, tugging fretfully. ‘You know what she’d do – you’d be on the street so fast you wouldn’t even realise.’

Michelle lifts her eyes and finally looks at me straight. She almanbahis hesitates then nods, once firmly and immediately takes one hand and pulls it down, down the firm flesh of her stomach and below the waistband of her panties – over the short trimmed hair of her mons, and guides my finger with hers into the creamy hot space of her pussy.

Inside it’s hotter than I could have believed, she’s squirming her body around to let me in deeper and for the first time I can feel the vibration of the washing machine shuddering up through her body. I finger her deeply then curl my fingers in so I’m pushing up against her g-spot, pressing hard with my middle finger using the power of my whole arm, not only my wrist.

She leans backwards against the washing machine supporting herself with her arms and leaving her whole body open and vulnerable. I pull down her simple grey bra and her tits are just perfect – small but enough to handle and they are shaking along with the rest of her – partly from the washing machine and partly with the movement of my arm and the sensations pulsing up through her body from her pussy to her breasts, making her thighs itch with pleasure, her stomach light, her head heavy. I can feel her breathing getting deeper and she’s pinching one nipple – pulling it out and then letting it go, twisting it and rolling it between her fingers stopping sometimes to moisten them in her mouth.

I know she’s going to cum and I pump harder with my arm – she’s panting in my ear – her hot breath is making me harder and harder (I’m still fully dressed) and I know without doubt that I’ll have to fuck her soon or die regretting it. Then she cums and I’m stunned when my hand is suddenly covered in her ejaculate – she’s squirted – and she’s still cumming bucking forward with her hips off the washing machine panting for breath and now she’s slapping her tits with little upward movements of her wrist -not hard, just enough to set them jiggling.

As her orgasm subsides I know that this is the moment and without warning I pull out and roughly bend her over the washing machine kicking her ankles apart and dropping my trousers. My cock feels like it’s going to burst, my balls are almanbahis yeni giriş heavy and all I can do is stare. Her arse is perfect. Her pussy lips are plump and the light hair that covers them is completely soaking with her cum. She turns and looks at me without speaking and locking eyes I force my cock into her with a first deep stroke. She looks at me and bites her bottom lip, closing her eyes as she pushes back on my desperate thrusting cock. She’s virgin-tight, her pussy like a tight fist covered in k-y moulding to me, milking my cock. I can actually feel my foreskin pulled back and forth by the friction despite her wetness.

I reach around and feel for her clit and it’s easy to find, a hard nub standing proud in a creamy pool. I rub gently from the bottom to the top but soon pick up the rhythm and before long I’m flicking her clit in a persistent strum as my cock slides in and out. With my left hand I’m cupping her buttock, pulling it to the side and squeezing it, testing it’s give. I notice that as I stretch it out to the side she moans insistently and I test an intuition by brushing my thumb over her exposed, stretched anus. The effect is immediate and gratifying. Her pussy clamps down on my cock and her whole body goes rigid.

‘Fuck me’ I think, ‘this girl wants it in the arse.’ and I continue my investigation by pressing inwards with my thumb.

She immediately pushes backwards and breathes out and by doing so allows my ingress, up to the first knuckle in her tight muscle. I can’t believe the site I’m looking down on, the sensations I’m feeling. I’m balls-deep in this 18 year-old girl, frigging her desperately, feeling her pussy heat through my cock and now her anal heat through my thumb. It’s all I can do not to cum on the spot but I’m determined that I’m going to milk this situation for all it’s worth.

I push further with the thumb and it disappears, one knuckle at a time, each knuckle accompanied by a gasp from Michelle. She seems unable to move now, she’s just lying face down on the washing machine, waiting for whatever I give her. I decide to give her what I can feel she clearly wants and what I’ve wanted from her since the first time I almanbahis giriş saw her come home from netball.

Then she was wearing a tight lycra top, and a little pleated skirt. I’d assumed that at practice she wore lyrca shorts beneath that skirt but then she wore nothing that disturbed the curve of her arse as it bent into her thigh. As she bounced into the house through the kitchen door I’d felt the desperate loneliness of an older man gazing on the girl he knows he well never, never, no matter what the circumstances, fuck. But now I am.

My cock pierces her sphincter with surprising ease and she lets out a guttural moan. My cock is slick with her pussy juice but still I take my time, re-lubricating with juices from her pussy that I gather from inside and smear over my shaft. At half way, she reaches back and puts her palm flat on my stomach. She breathes deep and I wait. I swear I can feel her pulse, deep inside her arse, through my cock and I will myself not to cum before I can fuck her here the way I need to. To my astonishment she pushes back in one brutal jerk and my whole length is inside her. I’m buried in this girl’s anus to the hilt and she’s already starting to pull out and bounce back. She’s riding my cock back and forth and I see her hand go between her legs. Her upper arm is squashing her beautiful little tits as she reaches down and she’s shaking with the effort she’s putting in to her hips and wrist.

I realise then that she’s in control. She’s actually taking control of this thing, owning my cock, owning the humiliation in being found, owning the transgression in what we are doing. I decide to compete and grab her hair forcing her head back and now I’m pumping her as hard as I can, fucking her arse for all I’m worth, hearing the slap of my legs against the back of her thighs. We both start to moan and I realise we’re near the end. We pick up the pace and we’re perfectly coordinated as I we both start to cum, her anus contracts and in turn I can’t take it any more and I let go. Cum spills from my cock, deep in her arse, jet after jet, pulse after pulse and each one feels like it’s pushing against the bottom of my scrotum. I gasp and hear her screaming, ‘fuck fuck fuck there, cum in my arse’ and then it’s over.

I lean forwards and whisper in her ear that this our secret. That her mother and father mustn’t know and she starts to giggle, ‘God you’re naive, did you really think that I didn’t plan this?’

September 2017

I wasn’t filled with the apprehension and fear that had gripped me the other day on the way over to Rose’s house. Today anticipation was the dominant emotion along with arousal. I could hardly wait to get my hands on her and my tongue inside of her. I had never met anyone who enjoyed oral as much as I did plus she didn’t seem to mind if my tongue went a bit too low or too close to her back channel. I might push that a bit today and see how far she’ll allow me to go. Rose is one special woman. Just thinking of the other day, all we did was oral. For most people it’s nothing but cock inside pussy as fast as you can get it there and finish as fast as possible. With us it was tease, relax, taste, relax, lick, relax, then lick some more, until finally when the fucking part did start in earnest, it was with our mouths and tongues. I did enjoy tongue fucking her.

My cock pushed hard against my pants when I knocked on her door. Rose opened the door and stood there in the doorway with one hand leaning high on the door jam and her hip thrust out towards the other side and her other hand on it. This is a very sexy pose. My mouth hung open looking at erotic picture she generated. She wore next to nothing, but it was something. It was like before not quite shear, but almost. It was also very short and a wrap-around sort of thing, like a bathrobe with a single tie, but this would do nothing to dry her after a shower.

“You like?” she asked turning around so that I could see exactly how short this was. It only covered half of her ass and I felt ready to burst out of my pants.

She looked back at me, then down at my groin. “I guess you do, don’t you? I have one for you too and you need to change before you hurt yourself.

I followed her inside and started to remove my clothes. Once I was naked, she just stood and stared at me while holding another gray colored wrap that was as see through and short as what she wore. “You know,” she said, “they say that total nudity gets boring after a while and wearing just a little something is more erotic? Seeing you right now, I’m not sure that’s true.” She smiled then handed me the robe, before adding, “We will be naked soon.”

I put on the flimsy wrap-around then reached for her and our hello hug. Like what has become our normal hug position her arms went high giving me plenty of access to her breasts and without hesitation, I swallowed them with my hands, squeezing them and pushing them together making her nipples show themselves more. I leaned down and used my nose to push aside the thin material and grabbed one nipple with my teeth, I flicked her hardened tip with my tongue until she sighed. I released her and she held me tight. Wrapping my hands around her, I was drawn to her ass. I gripped both cheeks and squeezed. I massaged her ass opening and closing her ass crack. My cock pushed into her stomach hard and my hands moved closer to her crack until my fingers caressed her anus with each squeeze. We stayed like this for a while and she wiggled her breasts now naked on my chest.

My fantasy on the way over of playing with her ass was starting out very well. almanbahis şikayet I knew I wanted to go much further and I moved one finger to just on her anus pushing against it as we moved together. I then took a huge gamble and stuck the tip of my finger into her ass. The wiggle she is so fond of using with her breast now also applied to her ass as she thrust her ass from side to side then back against my probing finger, she rotated her ass, as if dancing, on my finger. I hope she does that when I have my tongue inside her ass.

We parted breathlessly and she went to get us something to drink. I went to sit down in the living room.

Rose returned from the kitchen holding two drinks. She stood slightly in front of me and turned her back. She then bent forward to set her drink down on the coaster. I loved the view but did nothing to indicate that. I still wasn’t sure if she liked this new aspect that my mind would not abandon. She then turned around and leaned forward to set my drink down exposing her bare breasts to me, they were hypnotic, so much so I barely heard what she said.

“Front or back?”

Broken from my stupor I responded, “What?”

She laughed and leaned forward again pulling her robe more open displaying her naked breasts “Front?” she then turned around and bent over showing off her luscious bare ass, “Or back?”

“I like both.” I responded.

Smiling, she replied. “I gathered that, but do you have a preference? I mean one is almost common viewing almost everywhere and the other isn’t.”

“I think all I have to do is go down to the beach and see plenty of girls wearing thong bikinis. “

Rose turned around again. Spread her legs a bit, bent over and reached behind her to spread her ass cheeks. “Like this?”

“I like that a lot.” I replied.

“I’m glad,” she said turning around, “after this morning I thought you might. I wasn’t certain the last time we were together and didn’t want to push you too hard too fast.”

“What about last time made you think I liked playing with your ass? Was it how I described my oral fantasies?”

“Well, that and when I sat on your face in the bedroom and asked you if you wanted me to turn around. You said yes and when I positioned my ass right over your tongue you didn’t hesitate at all. I wanted to go further, but I wasn’t sure if I was reading your response correctly and didn’t want to make you run away.”

“You know, I felt the same way and wanted to make sure I went really slow. You seemed to respond with enthusiasm every time I went near your ass, so I pushed just a but further.”

“I loved your finger in my ass this morning. Feel free to explore all you want. I may explore you too if you like.” She blushed a bit as she said this.

“That sounds good. What other fantasies are we going to talk about before we start probing each other?” I asked.

It turned out that neither of us had ever done anything like this before with anyone. The ass play was strictly a fantasy based on some of the stories we had read. We each had held this fantasy for several years and had many pleasant evening thinking about almanbahis canlı casino what could happen.

Rose also shared that she had heard of a spot somewhere inside her vagina where if touched can drive a woman wild. I told her that I had read about that spot and what it was. It is called the g-spot and is a rough patch of skin inside the vagina on the front wall about two inches up. It’s too far to reach with my tongue and from what I understood very difficult to find, but like Rose said the g-spot when stimulated give a woman the most intense orgasm she will ever have. It is said to be the backside of the clitoris.

“We can try to find it if you like. Would you like to sit on the couch with me and I can finger you while we talk? That might be fun.” I asked

Rose almost ran to get a towel and lay it over the couch; she then sat down and spread her legs. I sat next to her and slipped my finger inside her already wet channel and started to explore.

“I see you’re already wet, I thought I might have to lick you first to get you ready.” I joked.

“Later,” she said. “You can lick me anywhere you like and for as long as you like.”

“Even from the back?” I asked.

She seemed to get much wetter on my hand when I asked that.

“Definitely,” she responded. “I’m counting on that.”

We continued talking about fantasies as I fingered her looking for that elusive spot. I wasn’t thrusting and I was avoiding her clitoris. She seemed to stay wet based on our conversation alone. She started to slowly stroke me too and I think we both felt the slow building of arousal. It was as if we each wanted to see just how far we could go before we called a halt to this.

Turns out we lasted much longer than either of us expected. We were aroused, but below our threshold. We would have to remember this technique for later. Rose went into the kitchen to refresh our drinks. I followed remembering what we talked about earlier.

Rose set the glasses down and turned around with a questioning look on her face. I had never followed her into the kitchen before. I turned her around to face the counter and pushed on her back indicting I wanted her to bend over. She got the message immediately and moved her legs back and spread as she leaned forward with her hands on the counter supporting her and her ass thrust out provocatively.

I knelt behind her and starting licking. I started just below her waist and followed the crack down slowly. Rose spread her legs wider and I licked lower. My tongue was just above the anal opening and I stayed there flicking my tongue back and forth, but staying out of her anus. I then circled her anus getting closer and closer to the center each time. I circled slowly and she started to dance with my tongue, the combined movement of her ass and my tongue was driving us both crazy. I stopped the rim job and went back to the top of her opening. She calmed a bit and then I licked downwards across her anus and down as far as I could go then I lick upwards using the flat of my tongue with plenty of pressure, I stopped right over her anus like I had with my finger almanbahis casino earlier during out hello hug. She pushed her butt toward my tongue demanding more. I could only tease her for so long and I finally thrust my tongue inside that small opening as far as it would go, then I slowly pulled it out only to thrust in hard and fast again. Slow out. Fast in. She caught up with the rhythm and soon, she was being anally fucked by my tongue. I had fantasized about this for years and now I was doing it.

We ended after a few more minutes and gathering our drinks went back into the living room.

It took us a minute to compose ourselves but we could stop talking about how great that was. We had each fantasized about it, but the reality was so much better. We needed a break but soon we were going back into the bedroom and continue this where it was more confortable.

We talked some more as we cooled down from out sexual exertion by talking about every scene we have ever read in any novels about anal sex and what parts made us hot and what we might like to try.

Our robes were on the floor and neither of us remembered taking them off. We went into the bedroom and Rose crawled up the bed on her hands and knees. I didn’t give her time to turn over as I attacked her ass with my mouth. She lifted her ass higher giving me more access. I repeated the tongue thrust as before and she thrust back onto my tongue.

I stood up and placed the tip of my cock against her anal opening and moved back and forth. She let out several moans as I stimulated her anus with the head of my cock. I pushed forward a bit and she loved it, but I could not gain entrance. I pulled back and used my tongue on her again.

She asked to stop; her body glistened with sweat. She turned over and said she wanted to 69. I crawled on top of her and pushed my penis toward her mouth, but she stopped me until she could move her arms to between my legs so that my ass was staring her in the face. I took up a similar position between her legs and grabbed her ass cheeks. I spread them and drove my tongue deep inside her little puckered hole.

She pulled my cock down and stuffed it inside her mouth then as she remove it drew her tongue down the underside of my cock and down onto my balls. She sucked on my balls a bit then tongued the area right below. She teased me by getting closer and closer to my anus as I had done to her. All the while I was going crazy with the sensation and kept thrusting harder and hard into her ass.

She seemed ready to cum from my stimulations and I pushed my tongue in deep and left it there allowing her ass wiggles to take her over the edge. She thrust her tongue inside my ass and I almost exploded.

I pulled off of her, turned her around and lifted her ass. My cock was harder that it had ever been and I pushed towards her ass hole. The head slide in and she started her wiggle again and I went in another inch. I reached around to grab her breasts then as I fell forward siding in another inch. I lowered my hand to her clitoris and found it as hard as a rock. I played with it and tried to pinch it, but it was far too wet. She let out a scream and pushed her ass against my cock hard. I was fully inside of her and as she pumped against me she came then I shot my load into her ass.

I pulled out and we lay there for several minutes until she looked over at me and said, “Wanna go again?”