The Headmaster’s Punishment Part 3

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The Headmaster’s Punishment Part 3The door to the headmasters office was wide was wide open, as were the mouths of the female teacher and male pupil who surveyed the scene before them in shocked silence. Their headmaster was standing with his trousers round his ankles and rapidly deflating cock sniffing the air while in front of him was knelt a blond six-form girl, her face hair and green uniform blouse marked with sticky splats of spunk.”I see you decided to start the disciplinary interview without me Mr Garvey” remarked the petite Miss McDougall in her gentle Scottish accent. She quickly close and locked the door behind her and motioned Steve to stand next to Andrea.”I am most displeased with you” she began, “judging by the video and the state of you Andrea it would seem that you were not paying attention to your biology classes. It is shocking that you regard the female mouth and face as the correct receptacle for a penis.”Andrea was naked from the waist down except for her white long socks and black court shoes, feeling vulnerable and aroused at the same time. She was aware of the rumours about the flame haired teacher’s sexual appetites, according to who you asked the deputy head was a lesbian, bi-sexual, into S&M, had worked as a high class call girl, was a swinger, had a string of fuck buddies on call and had even appeared in porn movies. If any one of them was true Andrea thought she was going to enjoy what was going to happen next.“Andrea you need to learn exactly what you do when you are presented with a penis,” she turned to Steve “get undressed laddie and be quick about it.”Miss McDougall folded her arms and watched as the captain of the school rugby team overcame a moments hesitation before unknotting his tie and unbuttoning his white shirt. He chest was well defined and as he removed it the deputy head caught Andrea wetting her lips in anticipation. Turning to the girl she addressed her firmly, “Andrea your clothes too”Her fingers trembled as she began to undo the buttons of her blouse revealing a low cut red bra which matched the thong she had discarded earlier and now sat on the floor along with her dark green uniform skirt. She dropped the blouse to the floor and slowly slipped the bra straps from shoulder before reaching behind her back and unhooking flimsy garment. Andrea took a moment to survey the room.Mr Garvey was still trouser less his cock now deflated. Miss McDougall looked stern in a severe grey skirt and jacket while Steve was removing his black uniform trousers and tight white briefs to reveal his rock hard cock. She shivered as she recalled the feel of it in her hand and the taste it had made in her mouth both as she had licked it from tip to balls and when he had shot his cum into her. Andrea removed the bra to the gaze three pairs of hungry eyes, despite having received Steve’s salty tribute on a number or occasions she had never allowed him to see her even partially undressed. Her two teachers had never taken a games class so had not seen her naked in the bahis siteleri changing rooms or showers unlike the other girls in her class and a select few of her lovers. Her nipples stood firm and puckered, coloured to a deep red hue contrasting with the paler pink skin of her firm teenage breasts. She was proud of them, the size was not too big or small, rounded perfectly and sensitive to fingers and tongue. “Everything Andrea” scolded the deputy head, and off came the girl’s shoes and long white socks. Now fully naked she stood with her hands clasped behind her back forcing her breasts foreword into view, her eyes downcast. Miss McDougall shivered, the girl was perfect in every sense, she may play at being demure in school but she was really a slut who craved cock at any opportunity. Her instincts had been correct that in the right circumstances this one would prove very co-operative and the fact she was one of the most attractive girls in the sixth form was an incredible stroke of luck. Her long blond her and smooth shaved pussy were the icing on a very large cake. She glanced at the rugby captain admiring the length and girth of his manhood and pondered how much spunk it had shot into Andrea and goodness knew how many others. “The act of fellatio you were performing on school premises is enough to have the pair of you suspended, the video you shot is more than enough to have you expelled. Goodness knows what possessed you make a record of such a lewd and lascivious act. It is only by the grace of your previous good conduct and excellent academic records that we are able to forgo such a punishment. However you will be placed on report answering directly to me and I will expect to see you twice a week after school in my office.””You are both aware this school retains the authority to use physical punishment in certain circumstances and this be classed as one of those instances. Steven, come here, bend over the desk and grip the edge, feet shoulder width apart, good, six of the best for you laddie.”The boy complied, both Andrea and Miss McDougall admired his strong legs holding his firm ass skywards. There was a sharp crack as the teachers left hand came down hard on Steve’s buttock, he winced in shock and Andrea gasped inwardly. She realised that the deputy head used more force in her smacks than the headmaster and she was going to have a very sore bottom by the end of her punishment. Steve nearly yelped as the last blow landed and he felt a glowing sensation spread across his newly tanned cheek and through his whole body, his cock seemed to be swelling to a record size.”Twice a week laddie, remember that, now you Andrea.” She gulped, this was going to hurt.”Not only have you committed the same offences as Steven you have compounded matters by performing fellatio on your headmaster as well. You will receive twelve smacks, six on each buttock to be delivered across my knee.”The deputy head removed her jacket revealing a pale blue cashmere sweater, sat and motioned for Andrea to come canlı bahis to her and bend over her knee. She realised her pussy was beginning to get juicy again and was visible to both Mr Garvey and Steve. The wool of Miss McDougall’s skirt felt scratchy against her skin but the sensation was soon overpowered by the fall of the teachers hand against her left buttock. The blows were stronger than the headmasters and soon she could feel the familiar warmth building in her peachy bottom. Then the teacher switched to her right buttock still smarting from it’s earlier punishment the pain came quicker, her breathing shorter and the familiar feeling of an orgasm began to grow. Flushed in face and buttocks, Andrea let out a low moan then a louder higher pitched sob and gave in to the feeling coursing through her body and her pussy flooded.She lay across Miss McDougal’s lap sobbing gently trying to get her breath back. “Twice a week for you too girl, now up you get.”There was a moment’s pause as she staggered to her feet and returned to her place next to Steve, he looked redder now than he had been after his own spanking and Mr Garvey, still trouser-less was now sporting a huge erection. Only the deputy head looked calm, serene almost with a half smile on her full lips.”Now you have been punished I think you should have a practical lesson in the correct use of the penis in copulation. I take it neither of you are virgins?” quizzed the Scottish teacher. “No Miss McDougall.” replied her pupils. “Very well then”, she began “Steven you are to sit on this chair and Andrea you should kneel on the floor in front of him. Now Andrea I want you to describe what you would usually do in this situation.”“I would begin be touching the cock with my fingertips Miss,” replied the naked sixth form girl,”before I gripped in gently and uncovered the foreskin.”“Please demonstrate.” said the deputy head, almost purring.Andrea did as she was told and felt a surge of power course though the rigid cock before her, she looked up at her teacher.“Continue girl, explain and demonstrate.” “From here I might lick his cock from tip to balls and back again,” said Andrea before launching into a demonstration. When she had finished she looked up again, “then I would cup his balls with one hand, hold back the foreskin with the other and take him in my mouth.” Steve’s cock disappeared between her well practiced lips and a familiar sensation grew deep within him. “Now from what I have seen before you would continue until the lad ejaculates?” questioned Miss McDougall. There was a popping sound as Andrea’s mouth released Steve’s cock and turned to look at her teacher. “Yes Miss McDougall.””That is what I feared, now move aside and watch.”Andrea shuffled to one side as the deputy head, removed her pale blue sweater, unzipped her grey skirt and hung them on the back of the office door. A breathless anticipation filled the room. Miss McDougall wore an expensive three piece set of pale cream silk underwear, the long line bra nearly met her güvenilir bahis suspender belt which in turn framed a pair of matching French knickers. Her legs were sheathed in lace topped tan stockings and her polished black shoes had the merest hint of a heel. “When presented with a penis in this position the correct course of action is this.” Andrea watched mesmerised as the teacher removed her knickers, straddled the boy and grabbed his cock. From her position barely inches away the girl could see the sixth former’s cock she had been recently sucking mannered to touch the red haired lips of Miss McDougall’s pussy before being swallowed to the root. She rose slowly to reveal a shaft slick with pussy juice, Steve’s head still held within her, deliberately she lowered herself back on him. Miss McDougall looked over one shoulder at the kneeling girl, “Come closer Andrea, can you see I am taking Steven’s cock all the way inside myself?” Andrea shuffled closer her eyes took in the sight, her nostrils flaring at the smell of pussy and cock mingling together. “Yes Miss” she replied horsely. “Good,” replied the deputy head, “now what you can’t see is the feeling of Steven’s penis touching my cervix in this position. He is rather large and this position allows for deep penetration, I may not be able to speak soon so do you have any questions so far”Andrea shook her head,”Then observe how I grind my pelvis and notice the affect this is having on Steven and myself,” panted Miss McDougall breathlessly. Steve’s hands were glued to his teachers bum, his face pressing deep between her cleavage. Andrea felt rooted to the spot mesmerised by the sight of the firm teen cock splitting the middle aged pussy lips of her teacher. Her arousal was reaching new hight and uncaring for the presence of anyone else she slipped a finger between her own sodden lips and began to gently play with her clit. Miss McDougall was lost in her own world too the cock she was impaled upon was the largest she had enjoyed in a long time and the youthful stamina of the boy a pleasant change from the men she usually fucked. She knew from experience his climax would come soon so worked quickly to maximise her own pleasure and synchronised her orgasm with her teenage stud. She felt the twitch in his cock as the first load of young spunk erupted from the boy filling her pussy with cream before more shots flooded into her. His release flooded her and tipped the teacher into a fierce orgasm of her own. Kneeling just inches from this erotic spectacle Andrea was a heartbeat behind her teacher’s orgasm with her own and let out a cry of pleasure.There was a pause as the teacher and her two pupils recovered their wits and breath. Finally Miss McDougall stood up releasing Steve and displaying his slick cock to the spectators in the room. She tottered to the headmasters chair and slumped into it spreading her legs wide over its arms. “Andrea,” she panted horsely, “you like the taste of sperm do you not?””Yes Miss” came the throaty reply as the blond teenager nodded wide eyed at the site of her teachers wide open pussy slick with the rugby captains spunk.”Then come over here and eat some” replied the deputy head.Oh my thought Andrea, Miss McDougalls office twice a week?

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Losing my Virginity

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Losing my VirginityIt started during summer before my junior year of high school. I was (not) only 16, innocent. Internet social media started to get really big, blogging and anonymous questioning. So there’s this site, Tumblr where you can blog and people can ask you questions. I didn’t have many followers, mostly friends and random people I knew of at school. One night a hot black guy that had just graduated asked me something. ME. I was so young and he seemed to be so mature that something lured me towards him. He gave me his number and I could not believe it. We texted for a while then one late night, he said “let me come over. You can come out and sit in the car with me. We can talk.” I was young, I didn’t really know what hanging out late night meant. I hopped into the car thinking we were just going to talk. And we did… He made me feel so comfortable. I was texting a lot because I was still a little nervous, an older guy was really interested in me?! He noticed that I wasn’t really paying attention, so he grabbed my phone (typical). I was startled because I was texting my best friend about him! So I did not want him to see it. I went across over the drivers seat so quick, and he started rubbing my back, embracing my hips, and squeezing my ass. I didn’t know how to feel, I grabbed my phone and sat back down in the passenger seat. It felt good, I’ve been touched but I had never felt that way before. He knew I looked nervous, he said “don’t worry..” Then kissed me. I pulled away but he grabbed me and pulled me towards him. He kissed my neck, slowly going to my cheeks, then lips. I pursed my lips together because I didn’t know what to do. But I would slowly give in, and start kissing him back. He turned me around and started kissing my neck from behind me. I could feel my juices flowing, my panties were bahis siteleri soaked. He unclipped my bra, slid his hands under my sweatshirt and caressed my breasts. I let out moans, it was feeling so good. I couldn’t take it anymore so I told him to stop. It gave me a feeling that I’ve never felt before, so I was scared. I left the car. He came around and grabbed my arm. He kissed me and said goodnight. A few days later, I was sleeping over a friends house. Me and the guy texted every day. He told me he loved my innocence, and wanted to see me again. He couldn’t wait til I got home, so I just told him to come to my friends house. He parked his car and I came out. I didn’t know what to expect. I knew that he did not come to talk this time. And I knew that I shouldn’t have gone out, but for some reason I couldn’t tell what was right and wrong. There was a temptation, wanting to know what he would do next. I sat in the passenger seat, and we did talk. Our conversation was longer than the last. We were telling stories, experiences that altered our lives. Throughout the night we got closer. We cuddles in the front seats of his SUV. It was rather uncomfortable, but I didn’t care. It was a nice night. He decided we go to the back seat because there was more room. I was much more comfortable; but of course there was another motive. He took his dick out. Now I was a virgin, like really a virgin. This was the first dick I’ve seen. I didn’t know what to do, but he grabbed my hand and guided me. I stroked his cock, and it grew larger and larger under my fingers. It was dry, he didn’t bring anything so he asked me for a blow job. I didn’t know how, so I said no. He wasn’t mad, he just stopped me from stroking him and stuck his hands into my pants. It surprised me. I didn’t shave, down there has never been touched. canlı bahis I was so embarrassed but he didn’t care. He rubbed my clit. I tried getting his hand out but over time I started giving in. Another good feeling. Just being around him and the thought of our last encounter made me wet, and I can hear the stickiness my pussy was making as he slid his finger in me. I let out a loud moan, he added another finger stretching my tight virgin hole. He gently rubbed my nipples, and I got soaking wet. He fingered me so good, I had an orgasm within a few minutes. My body froze and I started shaking– I had never had an orgasm before. He kept fingering me and rubbing my clit until I couldn’t take it anymore. I told him I was sorry and that I didn’t know what happened, then he told me I had an orgasm. After that, I knew that my innocence was fading away. I couldn’t believe I let him do these things to me. I’ve dated guys for months and never let them touch me. I guess it was because he was older, I felt he knew what he was doing. And just the thought of an older guy feeling me, it was foreign and I was curious. A few weeks passed and I haven’t talked to him. He texted and called multiple times but I wasn’t sure if I wanted to continue on. I was scared; only because i knew for a fact if I were to go out with him, I’d let him fuck me. I felt like such a dirty little girl, but I’ve been good all my life. It felt good to finally do something bad. I was addicted. I loved the sensual feeling. So one day, I texted back. And that night we agreed to meet up. He got to my house and I went into his car, straight to the back seat. We talked for a little bit, but he got straight to the point. He thought it was so sexy that I made him beg for more. And I felt sexy. I was prepared this time. I shaved, and he rubbed on my güvenilir bahis little wet, bald, tight pussy. We kissed, he sucked on my tongue. I was kissing on his neck and he would suck my little nipples. He was hard, I was wet. It was time. He put his head in my tight hole, forced it in. It hurt so bad, I couldn’t take it. I kicked him off. He whispered in my ear “it’s ok” while slowly sliding his head back in. My little Asian virgin pussy was being stretched by a big black cock. I held my breath and he stopped to make sure I was ok. I yelled “just get it over with!” And he forced his huge dick into my tiny pussy. I could feel his dick on my walls, all I could do was moan. It was a different feeling, it hurt so bad but felt so good at the exact same time. I’ve never felt anything like it before. He stroked out, but I trusted up. I couldn’t stop, it felt amazing. He fucked me so hard, my juices were flowing out. I was as wet as can be. He kissed my neck while I wrapped my legs around him. He pounded my pussy so hard the car was shaking immensely. Over time I felt this feeling, like I needed to pee. I told him to stop but he kept going. He felt it coming he said, “don’t worry I’m going to pull out at the right time.” I couldn’t hold it in, the feeling just got stronger every second. Finally, when I couldn’t hold it any longer, he pulled out and my juices squirted all over the upholstery. I was shaking like I did when he was fingering me, but 100x more intensely. Juices kept coming out and my moans were getting louder. He asked me where I wanted his load, and the first thing that came to my mind was my mouth. I told him “cum in my mouth baby”. He looked surprised, but came over me and shot his big fat load in my mouth. I swallowed his delicious cum and licked his dick clean. He said “baby that was the best sex I’ve had in a while, if I didn’t know any better I’d think you were a pro.” I smirked at him because I knew he was lying. And the night ended. Ever since my first experience, I’ve been extremely open with my body. I love sex.

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The Boy NextDoor

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The Boy NextDoorThe Boy NextDoorMy name is Jack Duncan. I am 45 and a professional photographer. My wife Debbie is 32 with wavy, natural blonde hair atop a 5’6″ body weighing 123 pounds. Blessed with a beautiful face and stark green eyes, Debbie has shapely hips carried on long, lovely legs. With supple breasts filling a B-cup, she is an attractive woman. My appetite for eroticism to some is strange. I am a voyeur and having a vivid imagination and pretty wife I am highly aroused watching her flirt with other men. I even encouraged her to get a boyfriend. Of course this hurt her feelings.One day I was sitting at my desk in our den reading impregnation stories and didn’t hear her approach. I was startled when she wrapped her arms around me. I could feel her breath on my neck and her breasts pressed against my back as she looked over my shoulder. In a soft voice she asked, “What are you reading?” For several awkward moments I held my breath as she studied the screen. “Read it to me,” she whispered. Hesitantly I read the story about a husband who encourages his wife to take a lover and she gets pregnant.Debbie asked, “Do you fantasize like this when we have sex?””Mmm-huh,” and immediately I regretted my answer.She sighed and gave me a cuff and turned to leave. Smarting from her reaction I called after her, “Wait, what about you? What turns you on?”Glancing over her shoulder she merely said, “Boys of course.”One night we were out to dinner with our neighbors, Alice and Ben Johnson. They are a black couple in their 40’s. Ben is an accountant and the girls teach at the same school. The discussion turned to a recent news report about a female teacher who had sex with a student. Ben said, “A teacher having sex with her student turns me on.””It’s hot,” I agreed.”How hot do you think it would be if your wife was having sex with one of her students?” Alice asked shooting an inquiring look my way.”Debbie told me that boys turn her on,” I chuckled.Alice quickly turned to Debbie and asked, “Have you been approached?”There was silence at first as Debbie glared at me. “No, and Jack’s imagination is working overtime,” Debbie answered firmly.Not deterred Ben asked, “What if she did have an affair with one of her boys?” “Ah, sex with a school boy, if only to indulge a fantasy,” I answered wistfully.”An affair is not a one night stand,” Alice pointed out.Both Ben and Alice knew about my voyeurism, so without any embarrassment I explained, “I’ve told her she can date. She can have single privileges for however long she wants.”By now Debbie was blushing in humiliation with the conversation focused on her and boys. Alice on the other hand had a twinkle in her eyes. Looking at Debbie she patted her hand and said, “I know a boy you can have sex with.”Astounded, Debbie asked, “Who?”Alice bahis siteleri probed, “Are you interested or just curious?” Embarrassment flushing her face Debbie pleaded, “Tell me who.””Micah,” Ben beamed.Debbie looked at Ben and then Alice in disbelief, gasping she declared “Micah is your son!” Her eyes blinking rapidly she asked, “Are you suggesting?” In unison both Ben and Alice declared, “Yes!” Astonished she thought about what they were proposing. It was bizarre. She adored Micah and his image rose in her mind. He was tall for his age, about her height. He had the African features of his father and the gentle personality and inquisitive intellect of his mother. With the slight build of a young teen he was quite handsome. “Look,” Alice began “Micah’s birthday is in a month. Between now and then be a little more intimate with him and see how you feel. You could be his birthday present.”We made love that night and Debbie was incredibly passionate. Afterward I said, “You were especially aggressive tonight. Were you thinking about Micah?””Hmmm yes,” she murmured gazing at nothing.”What were you thinking?” I asked encouraging her to say more.”I was imagining me in your fantasy.”Curious I said, “Oh?”She turned away to sleep. Moments passed and then in a whisper she asked “and in your fantasy do I get pregnant?” sleep for me was a long time coming as I considered the consequence of her question.For several days I watched as Debbie went about her normal routine. Then I noticed she began to spend more and more time with Micah. At first it was quite innocent. They would sit together just talking or watching TV. But soon they were holding hands, and then cuddling and kissing.Finally the month was concluding and Micah’s birthday was here. Standing with her arms around him Debbie asked “what can I give you for your birthday?” She was wearing a light cotton see-through blouse. Braless her pink areolas and darker nipples were plainly visible. Shyly he looked down at her breasts and fidgeted not answering. Aroused, his erection pressed against her. He was nervous and self-conscious, but finally found the courage to ask in a raspy voice, “Would you be my girlfriend?”Moved by how she felt the moment Micah spoke those words, Debbie’s eyes began to water. “Do you mean the kind of girlfriend you love?” she asked emotion welling up in her now trembling voice.Quickly seeing how Debbie was reacting Micah tried to run away saying, “I’m sorry Debbie. I know you are married.”Debbie pulled him to her laying kiss upon kiss over his face. Sniffling with tears running down her cheeks she said, “Oh Baby yes I want to be your girlfriend.”Looking into her eyes Micah’s face relaxed from the torment he felt just seconds before. He hesitantly touched his lips to Debbie’s and she opened her mouth canlı bahis to him for the first time. Although inexperienced his kiss was passionate, long and loving. Micah carefully placed a hand over her breast and when Debbie didn’t object he gently squeezed.Breaking the kiss at last Debbie asked, “Tomorrow is your birthday, will you sleep with me tonight?”Fear flashed across his face as he stammered “b-but?””Jack doesn’t care,” she softly assured as she kissed him again and again. She removed her wedding ring saying, “I’m your girl now.Debbie went to tell Alice the news. She was sure, no longer apprehensive. She had developed an emotional bond with Micah she in no way expected. She explained that he asked her to be his girlfriend and that she wanted him to spend the night with her. Alice’s face grew bright as she cried, “That is wonderful news. And what about Jack, does he still want this?””Yes, in fact he is probably masturbating right now. I told him Micah was going to spend the night with me and he needed to move his things to the spare room. He could hardly contain himself. He got an erection the second I told him.”That night Debbie dressed in a short red silk robe. Cuddled together on the couch, her legs intertwined with his I could see she wore nothing underneath. She kissed him lovingly, and tenderly stroking his face she whispered, “I’m in love with you Micah.” I could tell by her ragged breathing that Debbie was aroused.At this point I could feel my heart beating rapidly and the adrenalin in my veins increasing the level of my own nervousness. In the faint light the contrast between her and Micah was unbelievably striking. I could sense her passion growing, and smell her arousal. She untied her robe and smoothly slid it off her shoulders. Slipping her arms from the sleeves she lay naked next to him. I could see the swell of her hips and the silky texture of her skin. The heave of her chest betrayed her excitement. My heart was racing. I watched his shaking hand touch her bare breast for the first time, squeezing and gently pinching. I could see her nipples harden under his fingers as he pulled them. He caressed her inner thigh slowly teasing a path to her most intimate feminine treasure. She arched and hung her head backward as his fingers pushed into her. Her hands were clenched into tight fists as she trembled in orgasm. Motionless, I felt a jolt of sexual energy surge through my body feeding my voyeur’s hunger. I was full of lust watching this boy touching my naked wife.Burying his face against her soft breast his lips drew on a nipple. She could feel his tongue taunting her causing a quiver deep inside. His hand cupped her other breast, as his fingers teased the soft, delicate areola. With her fingers she lightly traced along his young lips güvenilir bahis nursing from her breast. Micah lifted his face from her breast as his lips reluctantly let her nipple slip from between them. Her soft lips parted as she felt the electric thrill of his tongue touching hers. The kiss was tender, then demanding as he pressed his lips hungrily into her.Debbie could feel the unmistakable hardness of Micah’s penis against her. Reaching into his pajamas she touched, then held him for the first time, unable to close her fingers around his surprising thickness. She looked at her bare ring finger and then toward Jack stroking his hardened cock. She searched his eyes for any misgiving, and saw none. Opening her mouth she bowed her head to swallow Micah’s penis. She felt the soft skin slide across her tongue, the head probing deep into her throat. She pressed down until he was entirely in her, her lips stretched and jaws wide apart. His taste and scent fueled her passion. With her hand cupping his sack and squeezing lightly she worked her tongue moving her mouth up and down his stiff member.Feeling the sensations deep within her womb, her clitoris hardened, she felt another orgasm course through her body. She moaned in a throaty voice “I need you in me.”Pulling him over her, with one hand Debbie guided his throbbing penis to her wet opening. The pressure of his cock at her sex increased as his engorged head slid slightly between her soaked lips. She arched her back to ease his entry. His cock was pushing into the open folds of her moist vulva. She felt a delicious pressure as his thickening penis slid deeper and deeper into her, penetrating her. Her need to mate with this boy willed her to push against him until his young firm cock probed fully into her. The warmth of her pussy enveloped him as he claimed her for his own. His shaft, glistening with her secretions slid in and out of her body, his hands fondling her soft white breasts, and his lips suckling upon her nipples. He made awkward, yet deliberate fucking motions into her, then out of her, then back in, stretching her and filling her. Her body rocked as he withdrew his hardness from within her. His muscles tensed as he drove harder back into her. She heaved her hips to meet his thrusts. She locked her legs tightly around her young lover as she dug her heels into his buttocks, pulling him deeper within her. He stiffened and moaned into her breast. She felt his hot seed pierce her womb, her own orgasm rippling wave after wave through her body as she cried out “YES!” They lingered entwined together, exhausted in a loving embrace. And I, my lust momentarily sated, quietly murmured, “yes!”Micah moved in as Debbie wished and he became her exclusive lover. Several months passed and one night as I lay silently listening to the sounds of their coupling, I thought of how this all started. My fantasy grew into obsession and lust dared the consequence. The proof was now in Debbie’s swollen belly, pregnant by a boy’s seed with his black baby.END

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The Art Club

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The Art ClubMy wife Julie’s friend Jenny was other for an afternoon chat. They were both sat on the sofa, while I carried out some paperwork on the dining table at the other end of our living room.’I’ve got a problem’ said Jenny to my wife. ‘My female model for my adult art club has pulled out at the last minute, and I can’t find anyone else to take her place at such short notice. The club meets tomorrow night!’ Jenny ran an Adult Art Club. They met up once a month. It was a small mixed group, usually about 10 people. The subjects were usually a sexy couple, posing nude in various erotic positions, although no actual penetration took place. Julie had mentioned going a few times but we never seemed to have the time.’Hey, I don’t suppose you would pose Julie?’ Jenny enquired. My ears immediately pricked up! ‘You’ve got a beautiful trim feminine body and a perfect English rose complexion.”Wow!’ Julie uttered, ‘I’m not sure…”You’ll love the male model, he’s name is Tony, he’s tall, handsome and very dark, and very professional. The combination of your two skin tones will be stunning. Please, will you do it for me?! I’ll owe you big time if you do!!”What do you think Dave?’ my wife asked me.’I think you would be amazing babe’ I replied. ‘Would I be able to attend the class Jenny?”Of course you can. Although I prefer my models to appear single. I think It adds to the sexual tension between the models. Julie, you will have to remove your wedding ring, and neither of you will be able to acknowledge each other, other than artist/model. Is that ok.’Julie and I looked at each other and both nodded. Julie looked excited at the idea!’Brilliant,’ Jenny said, ‘We meet at 8pm tomorrow. Julie, if you could arrive 15 minutes early, so you can get ready?’ She nodded.The following evening, Julie had a long soak in the bath. She had already removed her wedding ring, to give her skin a chance to lose its mark. She had fully shaved her sweet pussy too, and after her bath I helped her apply lotion all over her body. She was looking stunning tonight! A brief description for those of you unfamiliar with Julie, she’s 27, 5ft6 tall, weighs about 8.5 stone with a size 8/10 dress size figure. She has dark brunette hair down to just below her shoulders. Her 34B breasts are beautifully shaped and pert, topped off with perfectly sized and shaped sensative nipples. She has beautiful smooth flawless pale skin with a dusting of freckles across her delicate cheekbones. She has long shapely legs, a perfect arse, and a sexy trim slender waist. I have a particular fetish for her slender delicate hands and wrists, so feminine, so sensual.’Are you ready Julie?’ I called to her.’Yeah, Just coming’ she replied.I drive her to Jenny’s house. She gave me a quick kiss and hopped out. I drove around for another 15 minutes before arriving back at Jenny’s place. As I walked in, a couple came in behind me. We were ushered through into a living room. Easel’s had been set up all around the edge of the canlı bahis room. Jenny showed me to one. A chaise was in the middle of the room, with some good bright light all aimed into the middle of the room. Once we were all settled, Jenny addressed us all. ‘Welcome to the Adult Art Club. For those of you who are new, and as a reminder to others, this is an erotic art club. We have a male and female model who will be assuming various close, erotic, sensual poses. however there will be no penetration. I will change their positions every 20 minutes. I suggest you sketch their poses, work on any detail you want to capture, and if you wish to finish your drawing at a later date, you may take a few reference photo’s. There will be 5 different positons, and the last 20 minutes of our meeting we will be taking requests. All understood?’We all noddded. I looked around the group. There were nine of us in total, 3 of them women.’Ok, lets welcome our models for tonight.’ and Jenny turned to the door. In stepped Julie, wearing a short white Kimono. Behind her followed Tony. He must of been 6ft4, big broad shoulders, well toned muscles, not an ounce fat on him anywhere. He’s charcoal dark skin had a sheen to it, and contrasted with he’s tight white boxers. We all gave them a polite round of applause.’Ok’ Jenny said excited, ‘If you two could lose your clothing, i’ll position you for the first pose. Julie didn’t hesitate, simply pulling the belt at the front of her kimono and shrugging it off her shoulders. The silk material fell to the floor around her feet. I heard a couple of the guys take a deep breath as they were suddenly exposed to my wife’s naked body. she looked stunning!! Tony, stood beside Julie, also shrugged hes boxers off. Although soft, he was already an impressive size. Jenny positioned Tony behind Julie. The top of her head barely came up to he’s shoulders. Jenny nudged Julie back so she was leaning up against him. She positioned one of Tony’s big arms across Julies breasts, the other wrapped around and covering her smooth pussy.’Ok, let’s sketch’ Jenny announced. We all turned to our easels, as Jenny slowly made her way around the room, chatting to the club members, answering any queries, and offering advice. I looked back at my wife. She was trying to look serious, but I could tell she was excited by the closeness of Tony. I noticed he’s fingers had slightly parted over her right breast, her nipple peeking out between he’s thick dark fingers. He was gently pinching it, and her nipple had responded, stiffening up. Towards the end of the first 20 mintues, most of the members got up and started taking some photo’s, both long shots and close ups. I joined them, getting a lovely close up of her aroused nipple poking out between he’s fingers.’Times up, next pose’ Jenny called out. She switched their positions, and turned then side on to most of us. Julie was pressed up behind Tony, her left breast spilling out between them. Her beautiful face was turned sideways bahis siteleri to the left and pressed up against he’s dark skin. Jenny took her right hand, wrapping it around Tonys waist and place it around he’s cock. He was now sporting a semi, and as Julie wrapped her delicate fingers around he’s shaft, he’s cock twitched a little and slowly started to stiffen. There was a hushed moan from the woman sat next to me. We started to draw again. After a few minutes he’s cock had fully risen. He was very impressive, at least 10 inches and think! Julie’s slender fingers barely seemed to stretch around he’s girth. He’s balls, the size of plums, hung low. I glanced across at the woman next to me, her sketch was purely of he’s cock, with Julie’s hand grasping it. I got up and took some more photo’s. Her areola was just visable where her left breast was bulging out against he’s back. She briefly give me a knowing look.Towards to end of the pose, Tony’s cock had begun to soften a little. ‘Julie’, Jenny called out, ‘for artistic reasons, we what Tonys cock to be atr its full potential. If he is struggling a little, just give him a little rub, ok.’ I watched as Julie started to slowly stroke him, he’s cock responding immediately to her movements.’Ok, new position!’ Jenny announced. She left Tony where he was, he’s cock jutting out and moved Julie back around to in front of him, making her kneel down. She turned Julies head to the right, facing us, and placed her left hand around the base of he’s cock, he’s swollen head against her left cheek. Finally, Jenny pushed Julie’s shoulders up, thrusting her pert breasts out, both her nipples hard.’And Sketch!’ Jenny said aloud.After a few minutes, i noticed Julie gently stroking he’s big veiny cock against her cheek, the tip just millimeters from her pouty lips. It was a very sensual, erotic pose, and my own cock was hard in my trousers. I looked again to the woman next to me. She was nonchalantly rubbing her nipple through her top. Tony’s cock had started to ooze precum. A thin thread started to dangle from he’s tip. It hung there for a while, before falling off, landing on Julie’s left nipple. There was a sharp intake of breath from the woman.’Ok, a quick break for our models, then we’ll start again!’ Jenny handed Julie and Tony a glass of water each. Julie turned to Tony smiling and made small talk, with a few giggles, probably talking about the surrealness of their situation. I noticed over the whole break, Julies hand never left he’s cock, gently squeezing it.After the break, Jenny re-positioned the models. This time, she had Tony lay down on the chaise and then had Julie lay on top in a 69 position. Tony’s face was partly obscured by Julie’s shapely thighs and arse. Julie was propped up on her elbows, her right hand grasped around the base of he’s cock, He’s swollen and pre-cum covered helmet pressed up against her pouting lips. A look of lust in her eyes, she looked as though she wanted nothing more than to take güvenilir bahis him into her mouth! Over the next 20 minutes I noticed Julie slowly moving her lips up and down slightly, rubbing them over the edge of he’s crown. Her left hand also lightly fondled he’s dangling balls.For the final pose, Jenny positioned Julie on her back on the chaise, her pussy at the edge with her feet on the floor, legs spread, exposed to us all. I could see she was incredibly wet. Jenny then position Tony on he’s knee’s between her legs, he’s 10 inch cock resting on top of Julies pussy. Finally she positioned Julie’s right hand on Tony’s cock, holding it against her soaking pussy, and her left hand clasping her left breast. Again as we sketched away, I couldn’t help noticing my wife slowly rubbing the big think cock against her entrance, sometimes he’s head being swallowed in her soaked labia.For the last 20 minutes we all suggested different poses that hadn’t been done, some that were tricky and could only be held for a short period. Rather than sketching we all just took reference photo’s. For one pose, Tony picked up Julie, he’s face in her breasts, her legs around he’s waist, He’s cock nudging her arse. Another quick pose had Julie kneeling in front of Tony, her back to him, but looking straight up as he’s thick cock rested across her forehead. She even posed with her mouth wide open, he’s helmet inside her mouth but not actually touching any part of her mouth. In a final pose, Tony stood while holding Julie up side down in another 69 position.Jenny finally called an end to proceedings, and my wife and Tony left the room to get dressed. The rest of us pack up our drawings and camera’s, and headed for the door saying good bye to one another.Half an hour after I got in, Jenny dropped off my wife. No sooner had I closed the door than she was all over me. She was seriously horny and we had sex right there, in the hallway, up against the wall. Later, cuddling up naked in bed, we were talking about the evening. I told Julie about the woman next to me rubbing her nipples. And then Julie said, ‘You know when we were laying down on the chaise in that 69 position?”Yeah’ I replied.’Well Tony started to lick my pussy! It was a bit naughty, but it felt so good, I was so turned on!”Naughty Tony!’ I said, as I started to rub her smooth pussy again.’And when we left the room at the end’, Julie continued, ‘He asked me to fuck him!”Really?! I am not surprised! after two hours of basically edging him, he must of been desperate to cum!”Well…’ Julie paused. I looked at her.’Well I said “not on a first date” with a cheeky wink, But I offered him a handjob. He readily accepted!”I bet he did!!’ I replied.’I knelt in front of him, the tip of he’s beautiful cock no more than an inch from my face, and gave him a teasing, slow hand job, like the ones you like Dave. I even paused occasionally to kiss the’s helmet, and suck on he’s balls. He’s cock tasted so good! He eventually exploded all over my breasts!! I need two towels to clean up all he’s cum afterwards!”Wow, thats so hot babe!”mmm… I still want to suck a cock… ‘And with that, she slipped down my body, and gave me her most intense blow job yet!

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Cluster Breeding background and setup – Nikki Cuck

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Cluster Breeding background and setup – Nikki CuckCluster Breeding Background Nikki and Rich CuckoldAs Nikki explained prior to 79 AD the entire breeding tradition in the mediterranean changed when a volcano erupted and buried Pompeii Italy, the center of Cluster Breeding, in ash. As very few know one of the main reasons the Greeks and Romans were so advanced is by superior human breeding techniques. When there is sperm from different men competing to fertilize an egg the female body selectively accepts the best sperm to create the strongest and most intelligent baby. In addition it was discovered that the more ethnically diverse the father is from the mother the more superior the offspring. Much like mutt dogs are smarter and healthier than through bread. The very fact that Nikki was telling me this and that her and Rich had mentioned that they wanted to have a c***d in the next year or two made me think of nothing other than a good old fashion gangbang 🙂 For a royal breeding session the ceremony was quite elaborate, and many men from all over the region would fight to the death for the chance canlı bahis to be one of five men to essentially gangbang the royal lady. This produced a generation of Roman leaders that were very skilled in fighting, and had a strong desire to do so creating the most effective ground fighting army the world has ever seen. Because of this pre-selection process royal breedings were limited to 5 men, but after the initial breeding there would be royal parties where the royal lady would fuck whomever she wanted to have that man’s sperm enhance the pregnancy. For the common women their husband would bring her to Pompeii and pay for a room, although the room was wide open to main street with just a breeding bench and a bathtub for bathing before sex. How it would work is when the wife was ovulating her husband would rent one of these “rooms” and fuck her first then he would negotiate with passersby to fuck his wife. If the man was highly desirable the husband in some cases would pay the man to fuck his wife. In other cases (especially if the wife was hot), men would pay the husband to have sex with his wife. bahis siteleri Sometimes this would result in many men paying for sex with the wife and sometimes even the husband so the husband could get enough money to employ a highly desirable male to fuck his wife as well with the intent that this man’s sperm would either impregnate the wife or influence the pregnancy. A fact that has been lost in the years is that sex with other men after a women is already pregnant can improve the pregnancy when the fetus absorbs key elements (like immune antibodies) from the other men’s sperm. This will make the baby extremely immune to disease including sexually transmitted ones. If you really think about this, Nikki went on to explain, the urge for group sex is wired into our bodies by God, and what God has intended. It is only when the Catholic church leaders (most of whom are Gay), did not like the activities in Pompeii and were just looking for a reason to totally remove all sex that was fun from the church’s teachings. This includes Jesus’s sexual history. Did you ever wonder why the bible goes through güvenilir bahis a complete history of the ancestry of Joseph Jesus’s earthly father when supposedly Mary was conceived by the holy spirit? The truth is that however Mary got pregnant Joseph did have sex with her while she was pregnant with Jesus and influenced this pregnancy. Removing all the references of sex from the new testament created many holes in the story that still remain today. The result was the church telling people exactly how to have sex, “missionary position” and who to have it with, “a man and a wife”. This was all in reaction to the misinterpretation that God was mad at what was happening in Pompeii. We even saw something very similar when the hurricane hit New Orleans and christian leaders said it was because of the sexual deviants (think Mardi-Gras) that God was punishing them.Not sure I totally believe everything that Nikki was telling me, but this was the most compelling argument for a breeding session I have ever heard! She wanted at least 3 more men in addition to Rich and myself. All had to be STD tested before, and they should come from very diverse racial heritage. I only have 2 weeks until Nikki starts ovulating so better get I busy setting this up… Comments or Likes will help me hurry up and tell the rest of the story 🙂

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The Best Of My Life Part 2

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The Best Of My Life Part 2If you haven’t already, check out Part 1 so you’re not lost if you’re feeling lost.—Her mom would be gone all weekend until Monday morning and I could see it in Stephanie’s eyes. She knew what wanted and she wanted it NOW. She made a leap and I caught her in my arms easily. We started french kissing and necking heavily for a long time. “My bed. NOW.” Stephanie whispered, finally breaking the silence. I was more than happy to comply with that and carried her over to her bed, a full-size queen bed. How they managed to get it through the cellar door, down the concrete steps and into the basement, I will never know for sure. I had no idea either if she was still a virgin or not, but I guess I would find out soon enough. I could smell it in the air: she wanted me REALLY bad. I kicked off my shoes while I let her do her thing. “Hey now, what do we have here?” she said, touching my wood through my jeans. I started to unbuckle my belt. “Mm-mm.” she said, moving my hand away. “You just relax and let me get that.” She was grinning from ear to ear again as she started unbuckling my belt and lowering jeans and boxers as I stepped out of them. “Whoa, not bad. Not bad at all.” I was at most 6, maybe 6 ½ inches hard and 2-3 inches wide and clean-shaven around the base and stones for Erin. Stephanie, all of a sudden, got up and I thought that was the end of it, teasing me and then telling me that it was all a joke. “Lay down.” she said as she let her hair down out of her ponytail and took her headband out. I laid down as Stephanie knelt down on the bed beside me. I let out a small canlı bahis gasp under my breath as her delicate fingers wrapped around my hardness. “Blow or hand?” she said. I thought about it for a moment. “Surprise me.”“You got it.” She started to nurse the tip at first, which was already wet in the first place and began to go to town on the shaft by stroking it gently at first, then increased speed gradually. She was doing such a good job as I stroked her hair gently. She was experienced, alright. As much as Erin, even. (I’ll get to Erin later on). “I’m about to come!” I said. Stephanie stopped sucking, removed her mouth, but kept on stroking rapidly. I came a few minutes later in a small rapid-fire fountain of sticky, white hot come.“Wow.” was all Stephanie had to say in amazement at my feat. “Say, how do you think you can last? Normally, I mean.”“Eh, about 35 minutes or so. Why?”“Just wondering.” Stephanie said with a smile.I smelled something like I had smelled earlier: musky in odor, yet sweet like honey. I knew exactly what it was: Stephanie was starting to get wet. “My turn.” I said after a few minutes of reveling in the release while getting up, getting my dick licked clean, helping Stephanie get her track shorts and panties down and off, getting her shirt and bra off while she helped me unbutton my shirt and get it off. “Lay down.” she did as I said and laid on the bed. “You a virgin?” I finally asked after enough courage. “Yep.” she said matter-of-factly. “Never got far enough into a relationship for anything serious, not even with Adam or Tim. Tom,” she said, referring to her bahis siteleri last boyfriend, Tom, a senior this year. “couldn’t get any from me, so he decided to dump me for that two-bit whore he was with.” I knew who she meant: one of the junior guys I used to sit with at lunch had also dated her for a long time. I thought she was hot to trot at first with her bleach-blonde hair, perfectly bubble ass, and D-cup breasts. Hell, even I wanted a go at her. But after she fucked him, gave him a blowjob, had sex with him in one of the school bathrooms, before finally dumping him, I started to share the guy’s point of view of her being a whore for dumping him for Tom. All the while, I was getting Stephanie even more wetter than she already was. I gave her puss a few licks at first to taste her, which was sticky, but sweet as honey and elicited a few low moans out of her, so I continued by using a technique shown to me, then stopped and began to finger her while I sucked on her breasts. She threw her head back in ecstasy and began to moan even louder while I swirled the areola with my tongue and occasionally went back to French kissing while squeezing and kneading a handful of breast. “Oh, Will…” she moaned quietly. “I’m gonna come soon…” Without missing a beat (pun intended), I began to speed up my two fingers going in and out repeatedly. After about 5 minutes, Stephanie cried out in pleasure, “SHIT! I’m coming! I’m coming! I’m coming!…”, as her first orgasm ripped through her like a bat out of hell, leaving her breathing raggedly afterwards, then holding me in a long, steamy kiss that seemed güvenilir bahis to last forever. “You’re a great lover, Will.” she said once she got her breath back. After about another 5 minutes, I was pumped (again, pun intended) and ready to go. I got up on the bed and pulled Stephanie by her ankles closer to me. I looked her straight in the eyes, shared a long, deep kiss, and smiled. “Ready?” I said, back again at being hard as a rock and at full-length. “She nodded in assent. I went slow at first, then began to build up momentum for that one big push. I began pushing up against her hymen. “You ready?” I asked her solemnly. “Yeah! Ready, Freddy!” I rammed at full speed once and that was all it took. Stephanie screamed into a pillow as I entered her and began to fuck her good. After about half an hour, I felt myself about to come big time. “I’m going to come soon.” I said. “Yeah, me too!” Stephanie screamed back in between pants.”You on the pill?””No!””Don’t worry.” I said, now thanking God that all those hits, kicks, and humourous accidents to the crotch had made me that way.“I’m gonna come, I’m gonna come, I’m gonna COME!” Stephanie cried out again as her second orgasm ripped through her again, the last word ending in a squeal. A few seconds later, I felt my come explode and wash through her. I collapsed on the bed next to her after a little bit and began to comfort her as we fell asleep on her bed. I stayed with her until she woke up and morning came around. I crept back home under the cover of darkness as the few first rays of the dawn began to poke through the trees. I made up a story that I went out and partied till 3am and my parents believed it.That night, I got a call from Erin saying she wanted to see me again, which in her tone of voice that she was using meant, “Come and fuck me again, Will.”

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Sluty raunchy SIL part 2

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Sluty raunchy SIL part 2So it’s the second day of my naughty sluty in laws being in town. Last night was a wild drinking tease adventure. If you read my first story you know what I’m talking about. We didn’t do much bc of how drunk all the women got the night before. Mil was totally unaware that we dance and she felt my hard cock against her big ass, how see toon off her thongs for me and played with her pretty pussy in the rear view mirror as my wife was passed out drunk. As I stoked my cock as j drove and she watched. We just hung around the house was lazy all day. My MIL just asked a few ? About the night when we all were watching tv. Of course I left out some stuff reading my SIL body language and reactions. However I did bring up dancing how fun it was MIL lol and saying she haven’t dance in a very long so I replied i could tell she had great moves. She then looked right at me and said I did to while giving a naughty look like she remembered how she got me hard and was grinding on it. She then said we should of took some pics bc we all were dressed up looking good. My wife was in and out of it all day bc she was super drunk and I fucked her pass out ass while her little sister watched and maybe filmed it on her phone in the door way. She went up stairs and rested most of the day. Leaving me and in laws down stirs. Most of the day. My mil was wearing some sexy leggings and a regular tee. The leggings were a dark purple with some light green diamond shape things all over. Which hugged her hips and ass I couldn’t tell if she had any panties on. My SIL still had on those supper short and tight joggin shorts on and tank top on. It’s around lunch time so I ask if they wanted something that I could go pick up and the agreed. As I pulling out the drive my SIL is running out and jumps in my truck totally is cool with me. How she sits in the truck with her legs spread wide open hugging that phat pussy of hers I’m totally checking her it out as I drive looking out the corner of my eyes with my coasta sunglasses. She can’t tell where in looking but most definitely knows bc she adjusted her legs and put them in the dash lowering her body and arching her hips froward. I still have on the same basketball shorts which totally show my cock as it’s slowly growing it is on my left thigh visible to her. She also has on sunglasses so I really can’t tell where she is looking but she is holding her phone texting and laughing. So I grab it and give it a nice little tug and I catch her looking but play it off by braking tapping making her slide toward more and making her shorts ride up even more. So we are at intersection and I’m looking to the left trying to see cars coming but really looking at her pussy and long tan legs. I’m in a daze as no cars are coming she says you can go I’m like my bad I was zoned out and she yes on what my ugly legs I say yea kinda but far from ugly! She snaps up with a smile saying really they aren’t and I so omg they are amazing long toned and tan. canlı bahis She the says she can tells bc I haven’t took my eyes off them and her pussy. We if you sit like that I can’t help it duh I am a man and your a smoking hot sexy girl. She then ask if she is sexier at her age then my wife was and I laugh and she kinda gets upset thinking I was about to say no way and when I said that you are way hotter and your body is 10x better then her was. She smiles ear to ear and starts to blush getting way more comfy and flirty. She then says I can touch and grab her legs since I’m starting at them as she turns her body towards me scoots over towards me and put her leg on my crotch with her right leg on the floor. So her middle leg and knee are resting right on my crotch and calf is on my know half hard cock. I reply really as I look between her legs and shorts are so riding up her leg that one of her pussy lips is now hanging out the side of her pants. As I can’t stand any more so I put my hand right above her knee cap and and inner thigh as I do she lets out a slight moan and I flex my cock for her as I look at her and know has her sunglasses on top of her head staring right at me as she bits her lip as I’m running my thumb up and down her thigh and Sean of her shorts I can see big nipples standing up in her tank top as she moves her calf up and down my cock as we pull into the grocery store I say we are her and she well dam and sit up. I unlock my doors but my passenger door is broke and has to open it from the outside as I roll down her window she is now on knees bending out the window trying to unlock the door as her phat ass is right there hanging out of her shorts and I give her a real hard slap and say hurry up as I smack her her ass it jiggles so Nicely and half hand print is beat red as she looks back and says I hit like a bitch. I giggle and say that’s for teasing me and she laughs and says there more to come to get ready and that I should wait a min or two so my hard cock isn’t at full attention how she knows I wore those shorts bc they hug my cocj and its sexy. I then reply no shame in my game bc I have such a goddess with me and the I tell her to wear her glasses so we can check women and men checking us out! She then pulls her shorts up and rolls them at the wast band and roll ups her tank top and right above her abs and take a ring off her right hand and puts it on her left and says omg this is going to so fun. As I adjusts my cock some what she over to me gives me a big kiss on the lips no tongue and puts her arm around my waist and we walk into the store with my right arm around her neck. She then a gets a cart and walks in front of me and says don’t be shy babe so I get right behind her and push the cart as my cock is resting on her ass as she walks she sways her hips more then normal as I grab her by the hips kiss her neck and whisper how much of a slut she is and good she looks as I bit her neck she lets out a low moan and says how turned on she bahis siteleri is and how she knows my wife doesn’t do anything like this. That’s when I turn her around and make out with her right there in the middle of the isle her hips hit the cart and mor it a little out of the way as we are kissing tongue and all I open my eyes after about 30s thinking that was it she pulls me tighter and kisses me so passionate and there is a man standing right behind her so I grab her ass with both hands so tightly and let go grab it again and it’s such a hand full I lift her up slightly and now the man is taking pictures or a video with his phone I start to giggle it for him as she is standing on her tippy toes. We break the kiss off and turns the other way quickly she grabs my hand and say that was the wildest,romantically, sexiest kiss she ever had holds my hand. As we walk down the isle my mind is so far gone my cock is now sticking straight out like a blind mans staff!!! I have to pull it up to my waist band as we walk around the store and she is strutting her stuff like a model and I’m watching women and men check out my sluty smoking hot SIL we grab the most random shot ever and some wine and beer. As we are leaving the store she stops the cart and moves the beer under the cart as it about to fall off. She bends over locking we knees and arching her ass out as we are right in the middle of the doors and cash register I turn around and every one is locked in her ass hanging out the shorts and some wives yell and shove there husband as they get caught checking out the prime teen ass Bent over and I smile as we leave the store as I’m putting the shit in the back she pushes me against the truck and we make out again as she grinds her self on my cock moaning how that was the naughtiest thing ever how much of a sexy slut she is and how wet her pussy is from all the attention and making out she grabs my hand and runs it up and down her pussy! I can feel the heat and wetness through her jogging pants as I stop kissing her and shove her into the truck from my door and she slowly a crawls over the seat on fours. As we drive off my cock is rock hard and we are just riding not saying a word. I look over and I see her running her thumb up and down her pussy as she plays on her phone. She then takes off her seat belt and slide over to me and leans on my shoulder and she says how was that for a tease and showing off i said one of the hottest things I ever did and how I wish her sister was like that knowing it was throwing fuel on the fire she lol and says really. She then says can I see your cock so I say sure I grab it by the head with my pointer and thumb and run it down the length of it in my shorts showing my shaft and mushroom head under the thin layer of basketballs shorts she then flicks my head and says asshole so I then kinda shove her away so i can pull up my pant leg just enough to where my swollen mushroom head pops out its shining with precum. What a tease asshole she güvenilir bahis says as I lol and slowly wiggle free my pants and my cock springs out and sticks straight up almost to the wheel. She omg wow is so big and beautiful length and girth lovley mushroom how lucky her sister is bc she gets it all the time. I didn’t think my cocj is that big or beautiful but o guess 7+ is big. She says the biggest she had was 6 and it was skinny. She reaches down and grabs it so tight and hard and I play it off and push her hand away saying she asked to see it not touch it. Also says how big my balls are as well. Now she has both hands wrapped around my cock say it doesn’t even fit in both hands as my mushroom head is about 1.5″ out the top. She has a death grip and my mushroom is turning purple as I say enough. She moves back over and has her back against the door spreading her legs wide open and ask if I wanna she her pussy and say of course i do she is rubbing her clit up and down and slowly pulls her shorts over exposing her full pussy lips teasing me slowly only showing lips as she ask me for more. Please babe please she is know pulling her legs up too her chest and slowly pulling them up her long legs till they are off. Her pussy is dripping wet her full pussy lips are swollen and she has a bare pussy with a neatly patch of light brown hair in a triangle design above her clit. One of the sexiest pussy I ever seen she slowly parts her lips and I can she tight love tunnel and all the justices running down her inner thigh as now I’m slowly stroking my cock with my left hand as I watch my SIL PLAY wit. Her oussy as I try not to wreck my trunk. She ask if I was taste and smell her sweet young pussy. I move my hand up her leg and as soon as I touch her slit she kicks me in the face and says see not touch as I move my hand she now has two finger inside her pussy knuckle deep pulls them out moves toward me rubs them under my nose as I inhale her sweet Aroma as she shoves them in mouth I taste the sweetest nectar I have ever Tasted. She ask how it’s smell and taste and I say the sweetest and tasty ever way better then my wife’s. How sexy her oussy is her full lips and sexy triangle. She then ask if I wanna eat her pussy? I would do more then eat your oussy I want you to sit on my face ride and grind that oussy all over my face while I lick suck and nibble her oussy till she creams my face as she moans saying she her sat on a face before and i said I love to spread her phat ass apart and eat her asshole also she moans again says like in face plant her s*s ass last night as now I’m stroking my cock faster and faster she moans cum for me baby cum for me as I’m let go of my cock it erupts rope after rope of hot cum she reaches out and catxhes the last three ropes in her left hand dips her right fingers in it and smears it all over her pussy as she rubs her clit and asshole with my cum as drinks the rest of my cum out her hand like a raunchy fucking slut as we both get dressed her mom calls and ask what is going on we have been gone 2hrs and she said we forget beer and wine and double backed. We are pulling up now. This is also a ture story of my naughty sluty SisInlaw more to come

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Quality Time With Mom!Robin walked in the door and headed to the kitchen. She was home earlier than she had expected from the sleepover at her friend’s house. Tammy her best friend ever got a last minute call from a guy she was really interested in and well Robin did not want to be third wheel. The house seemed to unusually quiet but perhaps her mom had gone shopping.She decided to head up to her bedroom. Just as she headed down the hall she heard her mom’s voice. She was talking quiet but even more so she was talking in a way that was just different. Robbin was curious so she moved slowly towards her parent’s bedroom door.“Yes, we’re really looking forward to this weekend as well. I know we both enjoyed it so much last time. Just this time I’m going to bring more lube!” she giggledRobin wondered what her mother could be speaking about.“Yeah, that’s right! I could hardly walk after taking that big black dick in my ass!” she laughedRobin was shocked!“Yes, Rhonda said we should be there by one on Saturday. That’s right, we are supposed to be shopping and then going to the theater. At least that is what we told our husbands!” she laughedRobin just stood there with her mouth open! Her mom and Tammy’s mom were meeting with black men for sex!“That is so naughty! Ok, I will do it. Just a minute.” Her mom saidRobin watched as her mom opened her robe and stood in front of the mirror. She then pulled out her cell and took a selfie of herself. Robin watched as her mom then sent a text. “So did you like seeing my slut picture?” Mom said with a lusty sound to her voiceRobin watched as her mother studded around the room.“So baby, does that make your black cock ready for my white pussy?” her mom asked“OK baby….I will be ready for you and your friends! Bye!” Her mom saidSuddenly her mom looked up at the mirror and her eyes focused on something she had not noticed before.“Oh Shit!” her mom said as she turned to face RobinRobin just stood there and looked at her mom.“Ahhh Robin….I did not know you were there…”her mom stuttered“Mom! Are you fucking black guys?” Robin blurted outHer mom looked at her and she could sense her mom struggled with what to say.“Baby….I ahhh….well you see….” Her mom said“Does daddy know about your black boyfriends?” Robin said as her confidence grew“Ok you caught me….I’m a black cock loving slut….”her mom said“Mom what about daddy?” Robbin asked“Baby, your daddy does not know and besides he has his own interests with women closer to your own age.” Her mom said“Really?” Robin said with her mouth open“Yes baby! He has been fucking his girlfriend for several years. I really do not mind since that I have discovered just how much I love fucking black guys!” her mom said with a smile“Mom!” Robin said“Robin, I know that are not a virgin! You like to fuck so why wouldn’t I?” her mom asked“Mom, they are black!” Robin said but realized how stupid her response was as soon as she said it“Maybe I should canlı bahis introduce you to fucking a big black dick? They are so nice and big and black men do love white sluts!” her mom saidRobin thought about it but deep down inside she did wonder what her mom had experienced.“How about it Robin, want to try a black cock?” Her mom said with a smileRobin had sex a few times and she had always enjoyed it.“I know a black guy we could see today and he has a really big dick!” he mom said holding her hand about twelve inches apart“Ok…” she said but wondered if she was making a good decisionHer mom made a quick call and got dressed. A short time later they were driving through a section of town where they were the only white people around. They parked at a rundown apartment complex and her mom walked across the parking lot while many people stared at her. Robin realized that they were staring at her as well. They walked up a flight of stairs and knocked on a door. A large black man opened the door.“Hi there Judy! Come on in! You have not stopped by to see me for a while.” He said as he hugged her mom“Devon, this is my daughter Robin. She has learned of my attraction to black men so I thought I would show her why I get into them.” Her mom said with a smile“Actually I think it is what they get into Judy! Hi Robin! My name is Devon.” He said as he escorted them to the couchThey sat and her mom rubbed up against Devon. Robin sat and looked at what was happening as her mom touched the black man’s leg and rubbed her tit on his arm.“Look at this baby!” her mom said as she reached and gripped what had be the biggest cock in the world“Go ahead Robin have a feel!” her mom said as she nuzzled against Devon’s earRobin reached slowly toward the bulge. Her hand touched it and she could feel the pulse throbbing through it. Then to her amazement she actually felt it grow bigger and she realized the man was not fully erect.“Go ahead Devon, show her what a big cock really looks like.” Her mom saidDevon stood up and unzipped his pants as he looked at Robin and smiled. His massive cock spilled out. Robin was shocked! The monster was as big as her forearm! Her mom just looked Devon and the cock and smiled a knowing smile.“You see how fucking big it is! Just wait until it is in your pussy!” her mom said excitedly“That thing would tear me apart!” Robin saidDevon laughed but reached for Judy’s head and pushed her mouth towards the cock.Judy went to her knees and started to suck the big cock. Robin watched as it slid in and out between her lips. She could hear the sound of her mom’s mouth working on the dick.“Fuck Yes! I love how white girls suck dick! Come on baby show your little girl how to suck black dick!”Judy moaned as the cock slid in and out of her mouth.“Do you want to try baby?” Judy asked as she looked at RobinRobin looked at the cock that was shiny with her mom’s saliva. Devon was looking at her and smiling.“Time to bahis siteleri suck a real cock little girl! Your moma just showed you how and now it is your turn!” Devon saidHer mom pointed the cock toward her teen daughter’s mouth. Robin opened her mouth and then felt a cock that was at least twice the size of any other that she had sucked.Robin found that she loved sucking on this monster cock. She could only get about a third of the dick in her mouth. She looked up at the mountain of a black man standing over her and watching as she blew his dick. “Shit! This little white girl sucks almost as good as her mom! The boys down here in the hood going to love bust a nut in her sweet mouth!” Devon said as he gripped the white girl’s head and pushed more dick into her throatRobin moaned as more cock pushed into her. Devon then gripped her head and fucked her face.“Robin you look so sexy!” her mom said as she removed her clothes Devon pulled out of Robin’s mouth and the teen girl gasped for air as Devon moved over to mom and made her bend over. Robin watched as the black man pointed his cock at her mom’s pussy. Then she saw her mom’s finger guide the cock to her opening.“AHHHHHHH YEEEEEEESSSSSSSS!” her mom screamed as the cock pushed into her pussyRobin watched fascinated as the black man pounded her mom. She leaned back on the couch and rubbed her pussy. She could not believe that her mom was fucking in front of her with a black man. Then it occurred to her that she was going to get fucked by the same cock.“That’s it baby fuck my white pussy!” her mom screamedDevon chuckled as he stroked his cock in and out of the white bitch.“So you like my nigger dick? You want me to fuck you with my nigger dick! Tell your daughter you love nigger dick!” He said as he pounded her“Robin! Oh Robin! I Love my nigger dick! This is what I want! I want to get fucked like this!” Judy screamed“Yes mom! You look so beautiful getting fucked!” Robin said“You know she has to learn to beg for nigger dick! Just like you do!” Devon said“Baby! You have to ask….no beg for Devon to fuck you with this wonderful nigger dick!” Judy said as Devon pumped her pussy so hard she could barely speak“Yes! Devon would you please fuck me!” she askedDevon looked as her as he pumped her mom’s pussy.“What do you want me to fuck you with?” he asked“Your nigger dick……your big black nigger dick!” Robin askedDevon pulled out of Judy and forward so that her pussy was on the front of the couch. He pulled her legs apart and positioned his cock at the teen’s fuck hole. He rubbed the cock up and down her lips as the girl looked at him. He pushed and his dick slowly entered the pussy.Devon pushed in and then pulled out of the tight young pussy. Robin thought she was being ripped apart but her mom just whispered in her ear that it would fit. Slowly she felt her pussy stretched as the cock worked in and out of her. Devon would push in and then slowly pulled back out. güvenilir bahis When the head was that was left he would push hard and fast sinking more cock into her. Robin could feel her pussy getting more and more juicy as he fucked her. Then he felt him push and the cock slid all the way in and his balls slipped against her ass.“Oh Baby! He has that cock all the way in you! He is going to fuck you so hard and you will love it!” her mom said“Hang on little slut! You’re going to get fucked for real now!” Devon saidDevon gripped her hips with her legs over his shoulders. She felt him pull back and then push hard back in. His strokes increased in tempo and soon she could only hear the sloppy wet sounds coming from her pussy and the slapping sound of his body slamming into her.Robin looked intently into his eyes and face and knew she wanted this to happen over and over again. She began to feel an orgasm starting to build in her. It just kept building and building. “You going to cum on my big cock? That big nigger dick?” Devon said calmly while pounding the girl relentlesslyRobin groaned loudly as she started to cum on the cock. She had experienced orgasms but this one was different in that it just kept getting stronger. In a second all she knew was the feeling of a dick pumping her like a machine while her body jerked with pleasure.Judy watched her daughter cumming a cock like crazy and it did not surprise her because that was how it happened with her as well. Then Robin went limp as she could no longer take the intense feeling. Devon pulled out of her and grabbed Judy.Judy lay back on the arm of the couch as Devon mounted her. He pushed deep into her sloppy pussy and started to fuck her like he had Robin. Robin laid back and now watched her mom getting pounded. Judy quickly started to cum on the black dick and her orgasm was nearly as intense as Robin.Robin sat up and watched the cock slide in and out of her mom’s pussy. She looked up at Devon and she could see that he was straining to not cum too soon. Judy was now screaming as she was fucked long hard and deep.“Damn pussy is so fucking tight! I need to cum!” Devon grunted he pumped“Please cum in my pussy!” Judy moanedRobin stared in amazement as she watched the cock slam back in and then Devon grunted and she knew her mom was being inseminated by the black stud.Devon pulled out and laughed as he watched the cum dribble out of the freshly fucked woman. Robin looked at the sperm as her mother smeared it around her pussy mound.“So Robin do you understand why I want to date black men?” Judy asked her daughter“Yes I do mom!” she replied“So you will stay quiet about my shopping trip with Rhonda?” Judy asked“On one condition, Tammy and I get to come along!”Judy smiled.The end(A word from the author. We all have a sexual fantasy. For me I find interracial sex exciting because it still risky. I have had sex with several different black women, Hispanics and Asians. I still get aroused remembering my white cock sliding into the black pussy. Almost popped my nut right there. Hey if you enjoyed a thumbs up is appreciated and as always I love comments and messages.)

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The new “Girl” On the Boat, Part 2A recap: My career was spent as the Captain of a 100′ high-end charter boat in Alaska. I had a crew member leave the boat on an emergency, and my office sent up a new crew member for me. Normally I interview a potential employee before hiring them, but in this case I needed another crew member fast, so he was hired sight unseen by me. His name was Louie, and he was a short, slight of build young man in his 20’s. It turned out that he was also a cross dresser, and when a ‘woman’ her name was Louise.The first night we had sex was while we were at anchor waiting for a storm to end. Louise was beautiful and erotic and completely drained my balls through an extraordinary blow job. However, she wouldn’t allow me to see or touch her cock that night.A few nights later we were at anchor and I told Louie to join me at midnight in the wheelhouse. At the appointed time Louise entered the wheel house, this time wearing a short tight red dress, thigh high red nylons, canlı bahis a g-string, and lots of makeup. She looked like a common street whore who I might have picked up in some cheap bar. She was beautiful.She came to and we had a long, deep kiss. My cock was already hard, waiting to be freed from my pants. As we kissed I squeezed her ass, then ran my tongue over her lips, down her neck, lightly kissed and nibbled her ear. “What do you want tonight, my lover?” she asked. “Tonight I want your pussy, I told her, ” and I want to suck on your ‘clit’ until you cum.””I want that,too, but first I want to give you something to always remember me by.” With that she freed my cock and knelt in front of me, took my cock, wet with precum, into her mouth, and started deep throating me. As I looked down at her she was looking up at me, straight into my eyes as my cock used her mouth like it was a pussy. She liked do it that way, kneeling and having my cock forced as deep as possible down her throat while she bahis siteleri stared at me. After a few minutes of me fucking her mouth she stopped me, and she pulled out a tube of dark red lipstick, applied it liberally to her lips, then started kissing my cock and balls, leaving lipstick all over my organ of love/As I approached orgasm, Louise stopped sucking me, and told me to sit in the Captain’s chair. She pulled up her skirt, which barely hid her ass, and again stared deep into my eyes as she squatted over my cock while facing me and slowly slid it into her very tight ‘boy pussy.’ And then she fucked me as I had never been fucked before. Taking me to the edge, then stopping, over and over again. She was so small, barely weighing 90 pounds, and tight and no tits like a young girl and she had total control over my cock and me and as the excitement started to build she was whimpering and whispering, “Does daddy like his little girl?” I knew this was a taboo area but Louise knew how to lead güvenilir bahis me into her world of fantasy, and I finally exploded in her, just exploded and it seemed to both of us I would never quit cumming.But I did stop, and I lifted her off of my cock, put her in the Captain’s chair, pulled her panties off, and saw, for the first time, her cock. It was amazingly small, not much more than an inch, two inches at the most when hard. It really was more like a clit than the cock of an adult male.My cum was oozing from her ‘boypussy’ and I licked it and cleaned her. Then I started licking and sucking her ‘clit’ until I coaxed a small load of cum from her. Over the next few months we replayed the father/daughter several times, and I learned the history of her becoming Louise.It turned out that her father, who also was very small, always dressed as a woman at home. Her mother was very dominate, and Louie/Louise thought it normal for men to wear dresses and obey women. As a man, Louie, he was very meek and submissive, but as a woman, Louise, he took charge. Louise could make a man feel he was in charge, but she got what she wanted from him, and on her terms.She was a nice man, and a beautiful woman.

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Läßt sie sich auf die “Spiele”Da ich zur Zeit keine Geschichte fertig kriege, mal wieder eine alte. Diese ist von 2004. Ich bin nicht sicher, ob ich sie schon mal veröffentlicht hatte, aber wenn, dann im Greyarchive.Mit der Kategorie bin ich mir nicht so sicher, es will eigentlich keine so recht passen, aber nach dem englischen „NonConsent/Reluctance” scheint mir „nicht festgelegt” am Besten.Wer keine Beschreibungen von Sex oder moderate Gewalt mag, bitte doch woanders hingehen, das www ist schließlich groß genug.An einem anderen Ort, oder zu einer anderen Zeit.I stand at your gate and the song that I sing is of moonlightI stand and I wait for the touch of your hand in the June nightGlenn Miller & His OrchestraEs war bei Weitem nicht ihr erster Fall, und so wie es aussah, würde es auch nicht der schwerste werden. In Bezug auf ihre Karriere allerdings wohl der wichtigste in naher Zukunft. Ihr Klient und Nebenkläger, Walter M. Strowiak, Doktor der Psychologie, war ein langjähriger Freund sowohl des Oberstaatsanwaltes als auch des Justizministers. Der Fall als solches war simpel: Raubüberfall und Entführung. Das Problem lag im dubio pro reo. Sie mußte nachweisen, daß der Angeklagte vor zwei Monaten das Fahrzeug gestohlen hatte. In der Version ihres Mandanten hatte der Angeklagte, für sich nannte sie ihn den Affen, wegen seines Aussehens, sich auf den Fahrersitz geschoben und ihm mit einer Waffe in der Jackentasche den Schlüssel abgezwungen und war dann mit ihm durch die Stadt gefahren, bis die Polizei sie gestoppt hatte. Der Angeklagte behauptete, der alte Mann hätte ihn angesprochen und gebeten, ihn heimzufahren, da er etwas zuviel getrunken habe.Einfach lächerlich. Der Affe hatte ein Vorstrafenregister von Berlin bis Moskau, vornehmlich Raub, Körperverletzung und Hehlerei. Er war so ziemlich in die entgegengesetzte Richtung seines angeblichen Zieles gefahren. Am letzten Verhandlungstag hatte sie den guten Leumund ihres Mandanten dargestellt — in den letzten sechzehn Jahren hatte ihn niemand betrunken erlebt. Und doch war ihr bewußt, wenn ihre Detektive nicht bis zum übernächsten Verhandlungstag in vier Tagen neue Beweise anschleppten, dann würde sie dem Richter nicht genug für einen Schuldspruch liefern können. Die Version des Affen war zwar unwahrscheinlich, aber letztlich leider doch denkbar. Und Dr. Strowiak hatte damals einen Alkoholtest verweigert gehabt. Sie brauchte unbedingt Zeugen, am besten jemand der den Eindruck der Waffe — die Polizei hatte bei der Festnahme keine gefunden — oder wenigstens die Nüchternheit des Doktors bezeugen würde. Seufzend schaute sie auf die Uhr, noch zwanzig Minuten bis zum voraussichtlich vorletzten Verhandlungstag, wenn nicht noch irgendein Wunder geschah. Ein letzter Blick in den Spiegel — die Kleidung saß perfekt, angefangen bei den blank polierten Schuhen, über die Strumpfhosen, den knielangen Rock, Bluse, Weste, bis hin zu Talar und Frisur, alles schwarz, nur die Bluse weiß. Schmuck war verboten und seit etwa vier, viereinhalb Jahren wurde wieder streng auf Einhaltung der Kleiderordnung geachtet. Es sollte sogar schon vorgekommen sein, daß ein Anwalt für einen Tag von der Sitzung ausgeschlossen worden war, da seine Fliege nicht richtig gesessen hatte. Sie nahm die Aktentasche und wollte gerade das Büro verlassen, als das Telephon piepte. Kurz überlegte sie, die Hoffnung auf neue Informationen gewann die Oberhand. Sie stellte die Tasche ab und drückte den Knopf um das Gespräch entgegenzunehmen. Bevor sie etwas sagen konnte, ertönte eine Stimme, der Bildschirm blieb dunkel.„Hallo Angelika. Wie geht’s? Ich hoffe gut. Ich habe jede deiner Verhandlungen verfolgt, ich weiß, daß du dich immer streng an die Regeln hältst, ja, nicht einmal klaren Nagellack benutzt du, weil lackierte Nägel gegen die Standesordnung sind.”Hier unterbrach sie die tiefe, volltönende Stimme des offensichtlich geübten Redners.„Wer zum Teufel sind sie und was wollen sie von mir?”, antwortete sie, während sie gleichzeitig ihrer Sekretärin das Zeichen für eine Fangschaltung gab.„Ich weiß genau, was in der Kleiderverordnung steht. Ich weiß, daß du nicht dagegen verstoßen wirst, da das eine Karriereverzögerung bewirken könnte. Ich weiß auch das sogar die Unterwäsche reglementiert ist, aber natürlich von niemandem kontrolliert wird. Und jetzt biete ich dir eine Wette, ein Spiel an. Ich glaube nämlich, daß du zu feige bist, die Regeln zu überschreiten. Ich wette du hast nicht genug Mumm in den Knochen um BH und Schlüpfer heute im Büro zu lassen.”„So?”„ … “„Wenn das eine Wette sein soll, was ist der Einsatz, Unbekannter? Oder bist du zu feige etwas zu riskieren? Und wie willst du wissen, was ich mache? Dafür müßtest du dich mir zeigen und Einverständnis verlangen, mich zu sehen, wie du es nur in deinen feuchten Träumen tust.”Lachen am anderen Ende.„Laß das mal meine Sorge sein, ich erkenne das schon. Zum Einsatz: Gewinnst du, versuche ich einen Zeugen zu finden, und glaub mir, ich bin besser als deine Schergen. Verlierst du, treffen wir uns am 14. um 2030 Uhr im Rotlicht. Also, Top oder Flop?”Ein Blick zur Sekretärin bestätigte ihr, daß er noch nicht lokalisiert war.„Ich brauche noch etwas Bedenkzeit. Warum glau…”„Tut mir leid, aber in fünf Sekunden ist dieses Gespräch beendet. Ja oder nein?”, unterbrach sie die Stimme. Das Kopfschütteln der Sekretärin sagte ihr, daß die Zeit nicht langen würde.„Gut, die Wette gilt.”Das leise Kichern am anderen Ende wurde durch das klicken der getrennten Verbindung abrupt unterbrochen.Ein kurzer Blick auf die Uhr zeigte ihr, daß noch genug Zeit bis zur Verhandlung blieb.Schnell schloß sie die Tür, hin- und hergerissen zwischen Wut über so perverse Typen und plötzlicher erotischer Spannung. Sie griff unter den Rock, zögert einen Moment und zog dann den Slip aus. Danach knöpfte sie die Bluse auf, entledigte sich des BHs und brachte die Kleidung wieder in Ordnung. Als sie an der Sekretärin vorbeieilte, um noch pünktlich in den Gerichtssaal zu kommen, rief diese ihr nach, daß sie einen IT-Spezialisten abstellen lassen würde, für den Fall, daß der Kerl noch einmal anrief. Sie quittierte dies mit einem hastigen Nicken und schaffte es dann gerade noch, vor dem Erscheinen des Richters ihren Platz einzunehmen. Die ganze Sitzung über ließ sie ihren Blick über das Publikum schweifen, in der Hoffnung, daß sich der Anrufer verriet. Gleichzeitig spürte sie Augen auf sich ruhen, hatte das Gefühl, jeder der Anwesenden müßte ihr ansehen, ja, wüßte, daß sie keine Unterwäsche trug.Sie spürte den Stoff der Bluse ihre Warzen streicheln, merkte, wie diese sich langsam versteiften. Endlich war die Verhandlung vorüber, in der nächsten würde das Urteil fallen. Sie ging noch kurz im Büro vorbei, sprach mit der Sekretärin das weitere Vorgehen ab. Um 8:00 Uhr früh des nächsten Tages würde ein IT-Spezialist, ein Hacker der Staatsanwaltschaft, alle Anrufer überprüfen und ihre direkte Bürodurchwahl würde über die Telephonzentrale geschaltet werden. Anschließend stieg sie in ihren metallicblauen BMW und fuhr nach Hause. Sie besaß ein kleines Appartement im 12. Stock des Lomaz- Gebäudes, ein Geschenk der Eltern zum Abschluß des Jurastudiums. Gerade noch pünktlich zu den 19:00 Uhr Nachrichten kam sie dort an. Sie zog einen bequemen Jogginganzug an, Besuch erwartete sie keinen, öffnete sich ein Hot-Meal® Päckchen und eine Flasche Wein und ließ den Tag noch einmal Revue passieren, während ein kaum beachteter Thriller über den Bildschirm flimmert.„Ich könnt’ mich in den Arsch beißen”, murmelte sie mit dem letzten Bissen, „aber jetzt habe ich das Spielchen angefangen und werde es auch beenden. Und zwar nicht als Verliererin, du notgeiler Bock.”Sie leerte den letzten Schluck Wein, stand auf und verschwand unter der Dusche. Die nächste halbe Stunde war, außer dem Rauschen des Wassers, nur ein canlı bahis gelegentliches wohliges Stöhnen zu vernehmen, dann ein hastiges Japsen, als sie das Wasser auf kalt drehte.Schließlich stieg sie aus der Wanne, trocknete sich ab und ging ins Schlafzimmer, um sich dort den nackten, solariumsgebräunten Körper einzucremen. Als sie versuchte, sich den Rücken einzucremen, verfluchte sie wieder einmal ihr Single Dasein, wie schon so oft in den letzten Wochen und Monaten. Wie schön wäre jetzt ein Lover gewesen, der ihr zuerst den Rücken eincremte und dann seine Hände weiterwandern lassen würde… .Die sie allerdings alleine war, würden das wohl Phantasien bleiben müssen, also beendete sie das Eincremen, als sie an den Füßen ankam. Sie wunderte sich, noch einem Moment ihren Körper im Spiegel betrachtend, wie der Perverse ausgerechnet auf sie gekommen war, als das Telephon läutet. Überrascht schaute sie auf.„Bestimmt Daddy”, murmelte sie. Anrufe erwartet sie ebensowenig wie Besuche. Kaum hat sie abgenommen, noch bevor sie sich melden konnte, ertönte die Stimme des Anrufers. Die gleiche Stimme, wie Stunden zuvor in ihrem Büro.„Nun, Angelika, oder darf ich dich Geli nennen? Sicherlich doch. Nun Geli, diese Runde geht tatsächlich an dich. Das hätte ich nicht erwartet.”„Wie sind sie an meine Privatnummer gekommen? Was wollen sie noch?”„Ich habe so meine Mittel und Wege. Belassen wir es am besten dabei, daß es keine absoluten Geheimnisse gibt, wenn man nur weiß, wo man zu graben hat. Was ich will? Nun, ganz einfach, drei Punkte nur. Ad 1, wie fühlt man sich so, die ganze Zeit das Gefühl jeder müßte einem das kleine Geheimnis ansehen, als wäre es auf die Stirn geschrieben? Das Wissen das einer Bescheid weiß und alles beobachtet. Erregend, stelle ich mir vor. Ad 2, meine Wettschuld begleichen. Es scheint einen Augenzeugen zu geben, allerdings muß ich die Information noch verifizieren. Was mich direkt zu ad 3 führt: ein neues Spiel. Dein Einsatz bleibt gleich, mein Einsatz ist der Name des Zeugen.”„Ich dachte eigentlich darum hätten wir bereits gespielt, wollen sie sich drücken?”„Falsch meine Schöne, hör’ deine Bänder noch mal ab. Ich sagte ich versuche einen Zeugen zu finden, nicht mehr. Jetzt biete ich seinen Namen.” „Na schön. Und was soll das für ein Spiel werden?” „Recht einfach. Ich wette du schaffst es nicht morgen zwischen 12:00 und 12:30 Uhr auf die Herrentoilette im 3. Stock zu gehen und so lange zu wichsen, bis du einen Höhepunkt hattest.” „Sie sind krank, verdammt. Was wollen sie eigentlich von mir?” „Weißt du, daß sagt mein Psychiater auch immer. Von dir will ich nichts, aber mit dir will ich ein paar nette Spiele spielen. Und sehen, wie weit du bereit bist, mitzugehen. Ach übrigens, du hast noch Creme unter der Brust.” Mit diesen Worten knackte es im Apparat und die Leitung war tot.Für einen kurzen Moment blieb sie vor Überraschung starr stehen, dann eilte sie zur Fensterfront und ließ die Rollos heruntersausen. Ein paar Atemzüge lang stand sie gedankenverloren zwischen Bett und Fenster, dann wanderte ihr Blick hinab zu ihrem vollen, wohlgeformten Busen. Und tatsächlich, unter der linken Brust fand sich noch ein Fleck Creme.„Verfluchter Schweinehund, Dich krieg ich, und wenn es das Letzte ist, was ich tue.”, fluchte sie.Noch drei weitere Gläser Wein brachten ihr die nötige Bettschwere und zu guter Letzt sank sie in einen Schlaf voller Träume, an die sie sich am nächsten Morgen nicht mehr erinnern konnte. Nach einem kurzen Frühstück – zwei Scheiben Toast, ein weiches Ei, eine Tasse Kaffee — fuhr sie ins Büro. Während des ganzen Weges über dachte sie nach, ob sie den nächsten Schritt in diesem Spiel mitmachen sollte. Ein Plan und ein Entschluß reiften. Im Büro angekommen gab sie der Sekretärin den Auftrag, zwei Hacker und Sergeant Gillan, den Chef der inneren Sicherheit der Staatsanwaltschaft, in ihr Büro zu bestellen. Sobald diese da waren, begann sie, das weitere Vorgehen darzulegen. „Okay Männer, ihr habt alle bestimmt schon gehört, daß mir so ein Spanner nachstellt. Ich will den Kerl kriegen, also werde ich seine Spielchen vorerst weiter mitmachen. Richard, sie werden sich auf die Spur meiner privaten Telephonnummer setzen, der Mistkerl hat trotz Geheimstufe drei herausgefunden, wo ich wohne und was meine Nummer ist.”„Sind sie sicher Miss Rainier?”„Er hat Details beschrieben, die er nur in diesem Moment beobachtet haben kann. Sie, Will, werden weiterhin die Telephonanschlüsse überwachen, und zwar Büro, Handy und meinen Privatanschluß. Und jetzt zu ihnen, Sergeant. Der Kerl hat gestern angerufen und verlangt, daß ich heute zwischen zwölf und halb eins im dritten Stock auf das Männerklo gehe und dort … äh … , egal. Ich werde dahin gehen und ein paar ihrer Leute werden vorher bereits da sein. Wenn er wissen will, ob ich da bin und tue, was er sagt, muß er auf alle Fälle auch da sein. Und ich baue darauf, daß wir ihn schnappen werden.”„Ein Versuch ist es Wert Miss. Jeder Verbrecher macht Fehler. So früh im Verlauf des Geschehens glaube ich nicht, daß er einen macht. Dazu scheint er bisher zu gerissen. Aber für Fehler müssen wir ihn hetzen und Druck machen und das tun wir damit. Nur mit schnellen Ergebnissen würde ich an ihrer Stelle nicht rechnen, die Erfahrung zeigt, daß das meist etwas dauert. Ich werde mich auch noch diskret umtun, ob noch andere Frauen belästigt werden.”„Gute Idee. Also dann, an die Arbeit meine Herren.”Die folgenden dreieinhalb Stunden vergingen schleichend, immer wieder warf sie nervöse Blicke auf die Uhr. Bei der Schreibarbeit, sie arbeitete alte Akten auf, war sie unkonzentriert und fahrig. In Gedanken fragte sie sich, ob das die Spannung war, ob sie es schaffen würden, den Kerl zu schnappen, oder die sexuelle Erregung, die sie trotz allem langsam zu verspüren begann. Beides, beschloß sie, aber überwiegend Ersteres, daß war sie ihrem Stolz schuldig. Um zwölf Uhr machte sie sich langsam auf den Weg in den 3. Stock. Wie immer nahm sie die Treppe. Unterwegs traf sie einen Kollegen, hielt ein kurzes Schwätzchen. Um kurz vor halb eins stand sie schließlich vor der Herrentoilette. Als sie sich umschaute, sah sie niemanden, nicht die Leute des Sicherheitsdienstes, nicht irgendeine andere Seele. Sie legte die Hand auf die Klinke, schluckte, atmete tief durch und öffnete mit einem kräftigen Ruck die Tür. Vor ihr lag der Vorraum mit Waschbecken und Spiegeln zu ihrer Linken. Sie durchquerte ihn schnell und gelangte zu den Pissoirs und Toiletten. Nach kurzem Zögern betrat sie die zweite Kabine und verriegelte die Tür hinter sich.Über die Klobrille legt sie eine Hygieneabdeckung aus Kunststoffolie. Sie setzte sich hin, wartete einen Moment und überlegte, was sie jetzt tun sollte. Sie spielte das Spiel weiter mit. Langsam knöpfte sie sich die Bluse auf, begann sich den Bauch zu streicheln, begann die Brüste durch den BH hindurch zu drücken, spürte den Stoff der Körbchen über die sich versteifenden Warzen reiben. Als sie den BH öffnete und zu Boden gleiten ließ, war sie zwischen Genuß und Scham ob ihrer wachsenden Erregung hin- und hergerissen. Während ihre Hände über ihren Oberkörper wanderten, warme, weiche Hände auf warmem, weichen Fleisch, ging plötzlich das Licht aus. Überrascht holte sie scharf Atem, stellte das Erkunden des eigenen Körpers ein, hielt dann die Luft an und lauschte. Sie vernahm leise Schritte, welche näher kamen. Dann klapperte eine Tür, wahrscheinlich direkt neben ihr. Der Riegel schoß sich, jemand setzte sich. Sie lauschte noch eine kleine Weile, überlegte, ob der Unbekannte wohl ihr Mann sei, und obwohl sie sich dagegen wehrte, erregte sie dieser Gedanke um so mehr. Sie setzte die Erkundung ihres Körpers mit den Händen wieder fort, massierte ihre Brüste, rollte die Knospen zwischen den Fingern, bis sie wieder steif wurden. Sie nahm die Finger der linken bahis siteleri Hand in den Mund, fuhr die Konturen der Lippen nach, ließ großzügig Speichel darüber laufen und fuhr dann mit den feuchten Fingern über den Hals hinab zu den Brüsten und weiter zum Nabel. Während sie mit der rechten ihre Schenkel streichelte und langsam den Rock nach oben schob, verdrängten ihre Gedanken langsam die absurde Situation, in der sie steckte, auf Verlangen eines völlig Fremden auf der Herrentoilette masturbierend, und wendete sich stattdessen ihren vergangenen Liebhabern zu. Sie stellte sich vor, es wären nicht ihre eigenen, sondern seine Hände, die ihren Leib erkundeten und auf ihm spielten, wie auf einem Instrument.Und auch die verborgensten Saiten zum Klingen brachten. Sie erstickte ein Stöhnen, als ihr Finger in die feuchte Wärme ihrer Spalte eindrang. Sie tastete nach dem kleinen Knoten, der nur darauf wartete, die ihm gebührende Aufmerksamkeit zu erlangen. Die andere Hand wanderte eifrig über den glühenden Leib, schob sich von oben unter den Rock, streifte die Rechte und die Labien auf dem Weg zum Anus, dann wieder zurück über den Bauch zu den Brüsten, wo sie einen Moment verweilte. Dann weiter zum Mund und wieder hinab. Sie hat sich zurückgebeugt, der Hinterkopf lehnte an der bekritzelten Wand, der Rücken bildete ein Hohlkreuz, die Schenkel waren weit gespreizt, so daß sie sich an den Seitenwänden der Kabine abstützen konnte. Jeder Gedanke an Spiele oder Stolz war vergessen, als ihre Finger sich schneller und mit mehr Druck bewegten, um das ersehnte Ende nahe zu bringen. Immer schneller, fast keuchend ging ihr Atem. Sie hatte Mühe, ihr Stöhnen zu unterdrücken. Blendend hell flammte das Licht wieder auf. Einen Moment später biß sie sich auf die zur Faust geballte Hand, um ihren Schrei zu unterdrücken. Die Spannung in ihr löst sich im ersehnten Orgasmus. Als sie die Tür der Nachbarkabine hörte, kam sie langsam wieder richtig zu sich. Sie vermeinte, neben den leisen Schritten ein ebenso leises Lachen zu vernehmen. Schnell ordnet sie ihre Kleidung und verließ eilig aber vorsichtig die Toilette. Auf dem Weg zum Büro hatte sie das Gefühl, jeder müsse ihr ansehen, daß sie sich gerade selbst befriedigt, und es auch noch hochgradig genossen hatte. Auf der Treppe kam ihr Sergeant Gillan entgegen, seiner Miene war weder Erfolg noch Mißerfolg abzulesen.„Und, haben sie ihn?”„Meine Leute haben niemanden hineingehen sehen, allerdings könnte er den Stromausfall ausgenutzt haben.”„Irgendwer war da drin, in der dritten Toilette glaube ich. Könnte er durch die Lüftung gekommen sein? Ich habe die Tür nicht gehört, und sie knarrt eigentlich fürchterlich.”„Ich werde das überprüfen lassen und ich lasse einen Mann zu ihrem Schutz abstellen. Am Ende ist der Kerl nicht nur pervers, sondern auch noch gefährlich.”„Danke, aber nein danke. Das ist nicht nötig.”„Wie sie meinen. Halten sie mein Büro auf dem laufenden und leiten sie alles weiter. Anrufe, Ideen, egal wie lächerlich sie wirken mögen, sie wissen schon. Und seien sie vorsichtig. Schönen Tag noch.” „Ja, ihnen auch.” Kaum im Büro angekommen, gab sie ihrer Sekretärin Anweisung, sie nicht zu stören, schloß die Tür und schenkte sich einen Scotch on the Rocks ein. Sich in ihrem gepolsterten Ledersessel zurücklehnend, versuchte sie wieder, ihre Gefühle in dieser Sache zu ergründen. In kleinen Schlucken trank sie ihren Scotch, die Eiswürfel klirrten leise. Auf einmal läutet das Telephon. Sie ließ es vielleicht ein dutzend Mal läuten, dann hob sie irritiert ab. „Jenny, ich habe ihnen… ” Bevor sie weiterreden konnte, wurde sie von einer erst zweimal gehörten Stimme unterbrochen, die sie trotzdem sofort erkannte. „Nicht böse sein, Geli, schon gar nicht auf deine arme Sekretärin. Die weiß gar nicht das wir miteinander sprechen, die Gute. Und deine Wachhunde auch nicht, jede Wette. Gratuliere, du hast wieder gewonnen. Es macht wirklich Spaß mit dir zu spielen. Und da ich kein schlechter Verlierer sein will: Der Name ist Schleifer, Karl-Heinz Schleifer, Spitzname Pfötchen. Er ist etwa eins achtzig groß, leicht übergewichtig und macht einen heruntergekommenen, schmierigen Eindruck. Er hat einen Nasenring und Links drei Ohrringe. Die Haare sind braun. Abgesehen davon habt ihr eine Reihe Photos von ihm in eurer Kartei.” „Ich… ” „Nein, laß mich ausreden. Ich habe noch ein vorerst letztes Spielchen für dich. Pfötchen wird bestimmt nicht gerne plaudern, er kennt den Kerl persönlich, den du verknacken willst, und er mag die Justiz einfach nicht. Ich hingegen habe keine Vorurteile gegen euren Laden und ich bin mir sicher ich kann ihn überzeugen, eure Fragen ehrlich zu beantworten. Wie schaut es aus?” „Was für ein Spielchen?” „Ach ja, das ist die richtige Einstellung. Wie ich sie liebe. Ganz einfach. Morgen ist letzter Verhandlungstag, richtig?” „Was fragen sie, wenn sie die Antwort schon kennen?” „Ach, ich gehe gerne sicher, weißt du. Kennst du die alte Schraubenfabrik?” „Ja, sicher, warum?” „Hervorragend. Dann finde dich dort heute Abend um halb zehn ein, o.k.?” „Und was passiert dann?” „Laß dich überraschen. Ach, und komm alleine. Daß wäre für uns beide sonst sehr schade.” „Hey, ich finde sie sollten mir wenigstens einen Tip geben, ja.” „Ah, tut mir leid, Geli, aber ich muß jetzt langsam Schluß machen. Dein Hacker ist gar nicht so schlecht, der hat tatsächlich was gemerkt. Tschau dann, ich hoffe bis heute Abend.” Knack. Die Leitung war wieder einmal tot. Der Hacker bestätigte ihr kurz darauf, daß er den Anrufer erst sehr spät bemerkt hatte und ihn nicht zurückverfolgen konnte, weil er scheinbar sämtliche Hauptstädte Europas zwischengeschaltet gehabt hatte.Sie verließ das Büro eine Stunde früher als sonst, sich unterwegs beim Thailänder etwas Eßbares besorgend, und trank zu Hause Wein dazu. Aus den Boxen schallte laut und klar Beethovens Klaviersonate 14. Sie überlegte lange, ob sie wirklich weiter „spielen” wollte, und langsam reifte ein Plan. Sie ging zum Telephon und hatte ein sehr langes Gespräch. Danach holte sie ihre Dienstwaffe aus dem Safe, kontrollierte das Magazin, lud durch und packte die jetzt fehlende Patrone noch ins Magazin. Zwölf Kugeln im Streifen und eine im Lauf. Sie ging zum Fahrstuhl, fuhr in die Tiefgarage, stieg in ihren Wagen und fuhr zur Materialzentrale der Polizei. Dank ihres Ausweises verließ sie diese eine halbe Stunde und drei Formulare später wieder. In ihrer Tasche befanden sich fünf Wanzen, auf eine mit ihrem vorangegangenen Telephonpartner abgestimmte Frequenz eingestellt, sowie eine Satellitenverbindung.Um Viertel nach neun war sie bei der alten Schraubenfirma. Auf dem Parkplatz löschte sie das Licht und stellte den Motor ab. Unschlüssig blieb sie sitzen. Um halb zehn griff sie zum Zündschlüssel, drehte ihn halb und zog ihn dann doch ab. Nach einem weiteren Zögern ging ein Ruck durch ihren Leib und sie stieg entschlossen aus. Mit einem satten Klacken fiel die Tür ins Schloß, mit einem Klicken schnappte die Verriegelung ein. Sie überquerte die hundert Meter bis zum Eingang der Fabrikationshalle zügig. Die alten, verrosteten Schiebetore standen halb offen, dahinter gähnte drohend die Dunkelheit. Sie griff den Griff ihrer neun Millimeter fester und schritt entschlossen hinein. Sie kam kaum fünf Schritte weit, als lautlos ein Scheinwerfer aufflammte und sie in seinem grellen, weißen Licht badete. Geblendet kniff sie die Augen zusammen. Sie blieb stehen, bis ihre Augen sich angepaßt hatten und sie wieder besser sah. Sie war sich unsichtbarer Augen bewußt, die sie beobachteten. Als sie sich jetzt umschaute, glaubte sie tiefer in der Halle, neben einer Drehbank, eine schemenhafte Gestalt zu sehen. Langsam bewegte sie sich in Richtung der Drehbank, die Rechte weiterhin am Griff der Waffe, mit der Linken schirmte sie die Augen vor dem Scheinwerfer ab, der güvenilir bahis ihr folgte, bis sie vor der Drehbank stand und er auch diese in sein weißes Licht hüllte. Sie hatte recht gehabt, die Gestalt entpuppte sich als ein Mann. Vielleicht einen Kopf größer als sie, Haar und Gesicht unter einer Skimaske verborgen, nur klare, braune Augen erkannte sie. Er trug ein rotes Hemd und Jeans, neben ihm lag eine schwarze Lederjacke. Ihr schlug das Herz bis zum Hals. „Da bin ich, Mr. Unbekannt.” „Das sehe ich, Geli, in der Tat, das sehe ich. Und noch nicht einmal Zeit zum Umziehen hast du dir genommen. Alles ganz geschäftlich also, ja?” „ … “„Na gut. Wenn du nicht reden willst, halte ich also Monologe. Ich bin wirklich froh, daß du da bist, und sogar allein. Und weitergehen tut das Spiel wie folgt. Ich sage dir, was du machen sollt, du tust das dann und am Ende mache ich dann meinen Einfluß bei Pfötchen geltend und sorge dafür, daß er dir hilft. Wann wir aufhören, ob du bis zum Ende mitgehen willst, bestimmst allein du. Wenn du mir sagst Stop, Schluß, dann hören wir sofort auf. Und wenn ich der Meinung bin, du hast genug Punkte gemacht, dann werde ich dir deinen Preis trotzdem geben. Als Erstes, leg deinen Mantel ab, dann den Slip und dann den BH, und zwar ohne die Bluse zu öffnen.”Sie zögerte etwas, schaute sich nervös um, ob da im Dunkeln nicht noch mehr Beobachter waren, aber ihre Augen schafften es nicht, die Dunkelheit zu durchdringen. Zögernd auch ließ sie den Griff der Waffe los, bevor sie diese auszog und auf die Drehbank legte. Sie griff unter den Rock und begann den Slip herunterzuziehen.„Nein, nicht, behalte die Füße auf dem Boden und laß die Knie durchgedrückt.” Sie tat, was er sagte, fühlte sich gedemütigt und fragte sich zum wiederholten Mal, warum sie das eigentlich tat. Sie richtete sich wieder auf, zog die weiße Bluse aus dem Rock und griff darunter bis hoch zu dem BH-Verschluß am Rücken. Die Bluse rutschte hoch und entblößte ihren Nabel. Sie zog langsam den BH unter der Bluse hervor, hielt ihn einen Moment lang hoch, bevor sie ihn auf den Boden fallen ließ. An den geweiteten Augen und der Beule in seiner Hose sah sie, daß der Unbekannte erregt war, und aus irgendeinem Grund wirkte dieses Wissen erregend auf sie selbst. Als er ihr mit heißerer, belegter Stimme sagte, sie solle auf die Knie gehen, seinen Schniedel herausholen und ihm erst einmal einen blasen, spürte sie, wie sich warme Feuchte in ihr bemerkbar machte. Sie kam der Aufforderung nach, öffnete den Reißverschluß und Knopf, holte langsam das steife Glied hervor und begann zögernd daran zu lecken. Sie spürte seine Hände auf ihrem Kopf, durch ihr Haar fahrend, die eine wanderte herab, streichelte ihr Gesicht, während sie sich entschloß alles Zögern, alle Skrupel über Bord zu werfen. Sie nahm den Schwanz in den Mund, schmatzend daran saugend, entschlossen, den Becher bis zur Neige zu leeren. Die Hand unterdessen wanderte weiter, über ihren Hals hinweg, oben in die Bluse hinein bis zu ihren Brüsten, die sie ertastete, massierte, die erigierten Warzen streifte und drückte. Ihre eigenen Hände glitten unter sein Hemd, spürten feste Muskeln unter der warmen Haut, während er begann, seine Hüften langsam vor und zurückzubewegen. Er fickte sie regelrecht in den Mund, etwas, das sie noch keinem ihrer verflossenen Liebhaber gestattet hatte. Ihre Lippen umschlossen eng sein Glied, sie ließ die Zunge immer wieder um seine Eichel spielen, während er seinen Schwanz bis zum Anschlag in ihren Mund versenkte, zurückzog, und wieder versenkte. Wieder und wieder. Als er spürte, daß er bald abspritzen würde, griff er sie unter den Achseln und zog sie auf die Beine. Seine Hände wanderten zu ihren Hüften, seine Lippen trafen die ihren, ihre Zungen umspielten einander. Als ihre Arme sich hinter seinem Nacken verschränkten, hob er sie hoch und setzte sie auf die Drehbank. Ihre Lippen trennten sich. Er fuhr mit beiden Händen unter die Bluse, streifte diese empor, bis sie ihre Arme löste, damit er sie über den Kopf bekam. Ihr Kopf verschwand unter dem Stoff, sie sah nur noch hell und dunkel, ist regelrecht in dem Stoff gefangen, wie ihr bewußt wurde, als sie seine Hände erst auf dem Bauch, dann auf den Brüsten spürte. Dann ergriff er ihre Knie und sie spürte, wie eine ihr unerklärliche Welle der Begierde durch ihren Körper lief, süß wie die Sünde und zu gleich eine bittere Niederlage. Sie spannte die Muskeln der Oberschenkel an, nur um dem Druck seiner Hände und Arme langsam nachzugeben. Genoß das Gefühl, wie er ihre Beine spreizte. Seine Hände glitten auf der Innenseite der Schenkel entlang, bis sie gegen den Saum ihres Rocks stießen. Der Stoff raschelte, sie spürte, wie er hinauf bis zum Bauchnabel geschoben wurde. Ihre Schenkel umklammerten den festen, warmen Leib, der zwischen sie trat, nicht gewillt, sich wieder zu öffnen, bevor das Feuer nicht gelöscht, ihr Verlangen nicht befriedigt worden war. Hart drang er in sie ein, keine Liebkosungen begleiteten seine rhythmischen Stöße, keine gehauchten Zärtlichkeiten. Nur schneller, harter Sex und das schnelle Atmen der erregten Leiber. Am Höhepunkt angelangt überschlug sich die Woge ihrer Lust, brach sich an den Klippen der Endlichkeit und riß alles Lose mit sich fort. Mit lautem Stöhnen und einem Schrei, der in der Halle hin- und hergeworfen wurde, machte sie ihren Gefühlen Luft. Und immer noch stieß er in sie, rieb seine Hüften an ihren Schenkeln, und erst als sie wieder klar zu denken begann, spürte sie, wie er sich mit einem dumpfen Stöhnen in sie entlud.Während er sich aus ihr zurückzog, gelang es ihr, sich aus der Bluse zu befreien. Sie sah noch, wie ein Kondom in der Flamme eines Bunsenbrenners verschwand. Sie atmete tief durch, tastete nach ihrer Jacke und spürte, wie die glühende, irrationale Lust durch eine kühle, abgeklärte Ruhe ersetzt wurde.„Nun?” durchschnitt ihre kalte Stimme die Stille. „Nicht schlecht Geli, wirklich nicht schlecht. Mit dir macht diese Art von Spiel Spaß. Und du hast es auch genossen, wenn ich nicht irre.” Mit diesen Worten zog er ein Handy aus einer Tasche und wählte. „Ja, ich bin’s … daß spielt keine Rolle, hör mir zu. Du erinnerst dich an unser Gespräch vom letzten Mal? … Gut. Das Gleiche wirst du auch der Staatsanwältin erzählen und dem hohen Gericht … Willst du es wirklich darauf ankommen lassen? … Nein, das dachte ich mir. Also sei brav, ich werde es erfahren wenn du mich bescheißt.” Kurz bevor er auflegte, bescheinigte ihr ein leises Piepsen aus der Brosche an ihrer Jacke, daß sie die Informationen hatte, die sie brauchte.„So Geli, meine Wettschuld wäre getilgt. Ich darf mich jetzt verabschieden. Aber vielleicht melde ich mich wieder einmal, und ich bin mir sicher, du wirst bereit sein.”Sprach es, drehte sich um und schickte sich an, zu gehen. „Weißt du, Bastard, du hast recht. Ich habe es genossen, bis zum Ende. Und ich glaube auch, daß ich nichts machen könnte, außer wieder deine Forderungen zu erfüllen. Und das will ich auf keinen Fall, nie wieder will ich so ohne Kontrolle sein. Dreh dich gefälligst um, wenn ich mit dir spreche.” Sein spöttisches Lachen brach abrupt ab, als er das Durchladen ihrer Waffe vernahm, und das metallische Klicken der ausgeworfenen Patrone, als sie auf den Boden fiel. Überrascht drehte er sich um und sie stellte sich vor, wie er sehen mußte:das Haar wirr um den Kopf, der Oberkörper nackt, der Rock zerknittert und verrutscht, die Pistole in der Rechten, die Linke das Handgelenk stützend und in den Augen ein entschlossener Ausdruck.Seinem Mund entrang sich ein ungläubiges Stöhnen.„Du wirst mich nie wieder kontrollieren.” Die Schüsse krachten, in der Halle ohrenbetäubend laut. Die erste Kugel traf in seine Brust. Die zweite in die rechte Schulter am Übergang zum Hals. Die dritte und letzte in die rechte Schläfe. Die Hand mit der Waffe senkte sich, kaum merklich zitternd. Sein Körper drehte sich halb um die eigene Achse und sank wie in Zeitlupe zu Boden. Das Geräusch seines Aufschlags vermischte sich mit ihrer Stimme. Glasperlen, die aneinander rieben.

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