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Thank you everyone for the votes and comments. This is the chapter 3 of the series. Please read the chapters 01 and 02 for better understanding of the story.

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Last night was like a dream, the best night of my young life. I made love to the woman of my fantasies who happened to be my mother. I came in her twice and finally slept on her bed with her cuddling to me.

I was hearing the voices around the neighborhood, vehicles travelling on road, neighbor’s children playing and all those sounds woke me up from my deep sleep. I opened my eyes and I saw mom still sleeping cuddling to me. I looked at the window, even though the curtains were drawn together it was evident that the sun was up. I looked at the bedside clock to notice it was 9.45 a.m. “Holy shit,” I said to myself. Mom was an early riser. She never slept past 7.30 even on her holidays. 7.30 wake ups were the days when she had awful lot of work on Friday nights. Yes, it was a Saturday morning. So I decided to let her sleep some more.

Today is different. She will wake up next to a man for the first time in 19 years. Hard to believe. But that’s the truth. I still didn’t move as I didn’t want to disturb her peaceful sleep. She looked so beautiful even in her sleep. Her hair disheveled after our love making only added to her beauty.

I wanted to make the morning special to her. I decided that a bringing breakfast to her bed would be a better way to start her day. I pulled my arms around her being careful not to wake her up which would spoil my surprise. I tip toed out of the room towards the bathroom for my morning chores and headed to the kitchen quickly. I brewed some coffee while I boiled some eggs. I knew she loved boiled eggs. Then made some cereal breakfast. I took the tray with all of the to the room and placed it on the bedside table. Mom was still sleeping like a child. So I joined her again under the covers and held her close like before.

About 10 minutes passed and I felt her stir her body trying to wake up. She slowly opened her eyes and turned her head to look at me. I smiled and wished her, “Good morning to the most beautiful mother in the world.”

A smile came across her lips as she said, “And very good morning to the most handsome son.”

She looked at the clock and turned to me again, “It’s good that today is Saturday. So I don’t have work and we can enjoy the whole weekend together.”

I smiled and replied, “Of course mom. So, as a start I made some breakfast for my queen.” I sat on the bed, took the tray to my hands and offered her the tray as it was some sort of offering to a goddess. Mom pushed herself back until the head board and rested her back against it. I placed the breakfast tray on her lap as she kissed my cheeks. She looked so happy after seeing the breakfast and said, “Oh sweet baby, you’ve made exactly what I’d love for breakfast. Thank you so much,” and hugged me.

I hugged her back but was careful not to touch the tray on her lap. “That’s for my lovely lady. So nothing’s there to thank.”

I took a spoonful of cereal and started to feed her ever so lovingly. She opened her mouth and took it into her mouth. Then she took the spoon from my hand and fed me a spoonful of cereal. This act of love carried on until the whole breakfast was over. She kissed me again, “Thank you sweetie. That was nice breakfast.” Then I told her to wait until I washed the dishes and rushed to the kitchen. Mom was still sitting on the bed when I returned. I jumped on to the bed again and started a passionate kiss. Our tongues roamed in each other’s mouths sharing our saliva. It didn’t feel disgusting ever to swap my saliva with hers while kissing because I loved her so much and I knew she loved me back more than that. She was the one who brought me to this world and raised me alone. So another reason I really wanted to do that was to show her the gratitude and show that I’d do anything for her.

While making out, I moved a hand to her heavy breasts while the other hand roamed around her face and hair. I gently squeezed her tits and tugged her nipples making her moan into my mouth. In reply, she moved her hand to my genitals and started to fondle my balls while occasionally jerking off my rock hard cock. That felt so good and I moaned “Oh mom…”, but they were muffled with her mouth.

I started to kiss my way down slowly towards her pussy. I kissed her forehead, eyes, nose, cheeks, lips, chin, and neck. While I was kissing my way around her neck, mom wasn’t letting me to kiss one side of her neck. Somehow I forced her face away and opened that side for kissing. She struggled, but finally gave in. Then I realized why she didn’t want me to kiss that side of her neck. I saw the red teeth marks deep in her fair skin caused by my bite during our love making session last night. I felt like stupid not to notice that before. I kept kissing that place for some time whispering, “I’m really sorry mom. I never meant to hurt you. I promised you not to let anyone hurt you, but I couldn’t keep myself from bursa escort hurting you. I’m really sorry mom. Will you ever forgive me?”

Mom held my face with her hands and pulled me up so that my face was directly in front of hers. She said so lovingly, “Shhh… Don’t talk like that my love. You were amazing last night. You made me cum twice, don’t you remember?”

“But mom…” I tried to object.

“Hey young man, Let mommy talk. Yes, you bit my neck. That’s true. But you don’t know the effect that had on me. I was really close to my orgasm when you came and your bite was the thing that pushed me over the edge. That felt really great and that was my first man induced orgasm. You took me to the great heights that I never knew existed. So why would I blame you on such a beautiful thing? And this mark symbolizes that I’m yours. Do you feel good now?” She asked me and wiped the tears forming on my eyes.

Mom really knew how to make up a broken mind and that only made me love her more. I asked, “Aren’t you mad at me mom?”

She showed me one of the loveliest smiles ever still holding my face said, “How can a mother be mad at such a sweet son? No more crying. OK?”

I kissed her and said, “I love you so much, mom.”

She said, “I love you too Jason. Hmmmm… Honey, mommy needs to pee. So, I ll quickly go to the bathroom and come,” and ran to the bathroom.

There was elegance even when she ran. Her ass swaying quickly and her black hair shining from the sunlight filtering from the curtains.

I was thinking about mom saying, “last night was my first man induced orgasm,” probably she hasn’t been satisfied with her high school boyfriends. I had this curiosity in my mind and decided to ask her when she returned. waited for some time on the bed and she returned from bathroom and jumped onto the bed.

She saw that look on my face and asked, “Is everything OK honey?”

I wanted to ask her about it, but I felt so shy as I hadn’t discussed much about her sexual life in the past. “Ummm… Mom, can I ask you something? It’s quite… personal, so you don’t have to tell me anything if you don’t want to. Ummm… May I?”

She laid back against the head board and smiled once again, “Oh honey, you don’t have to be shy to ask anything after what we did last night. Now that you are my man, you can ask anything and I’m ready to answer.”

I asked hesitantly, “Mom, you told me last night you had your first orgasm caused by a man. Wasn’t any man you had sex able to make you cum?”

She said, “I knew you’d ask me about that sooner or later. But I’m glad you asked it now. There weren’t many men I’d slept with. In fact your father was the only man I had sex before you.”

“He was probably a looser, I guess,” I interrupted.

“Well, you can’t say that. He was tall and handsome. Both of us were virgins when we had sex. Our first time was about a week after my 18h birthday. We went to a nearby motel and he was quite good in the first time. His cock was about 4 inches when erect. But the size wasn’t a problem for me. He brought me to the edge but couldn’t last until I came. I thought he would get better, but the things only got worse. Sometimes he would cum twice without me not cumming at least once. I thought he loved me and would never leave me. So, I didn’t leave him. After about a month I got pregnant with you. Then there was our graduation, but no one really noticed my pregnancy as it was the early stages. I never saw your father after graduation. He had moved to another city. Then I raised you with your grand parents and you know the rest of the story,” she finished with a deep sigh.

I pulled her towards me and held her close. “You could’ve found someone from college or work?” I was asking questions that shouldn’t have been asked by a son from a mother. But that was under different situations.

“I wasn’t interested in any sort of relationship for some time. That means all the way through college. Then there were some guys at work who wanted to date me. But somehow most of them weren’t appealing to me and some others just wanted a casual relationship. That wasn’t the situation with me. I wanted a long term relationship, start a family and feel loved. But I knew nobody wanted a woman with a child. So, I kept that side of my life closed and just stick to being a good mother to you. That’s when I noticed you as a handsome young man.”

I kept rubbing her hair during her whole story and then I kissed her head. “I’m so glad you didn’t date anyone. I would’ve died of jealousy if I saw you with another man.”

She looked at me and smiled. It was really great to see mom smile again after reminding about her past. “I was jealous to see you with other girls too. But that doesn’t matter, you saved yourself for mommy.”

I looked at her eyes and said, “I need you mom, right now.”

“Take me, my love,” she whispered.

She kissed me gently which turned out to be a saliva swapping, wild, erotic kiss. I moved on to her while kissing and made her lie on the bed. bursa escort bayan I mounted her to fuck her in missionary position, but she stopped me. “Fuck me from behind, baby.”

I pecked her lips and got up. Then she positioned herself by getting on all fours. I watched her for some time after she positioned herself. Her round ass was pushed out and her big tits were hanging from her chests while pointing her nipples down like a cow ready to be milked. Suddenly a crazy idea popped into my mind. I slid myself under her and positioned my face below her hanging tits so I could suck them. Mom looked puzzled and was looking at my crazy work without any clue.

I opened my mouth, took a nipple into my mouth and stated to suck like a calf sucking cow’s milk. A moan escaped from lips. “Aaahhhh… You naughty boy. You really like mommy’s tits. Don’t you?”

I released her nipple, “I do mom. They looked so inviting and I couldn’t help it,” and again started to suck it.

She was moaning gently. “Oh honey, you are making mommy so wet and horny,” she reached out to my very erect cock with one hand and rubbed it slowly.

It was making me crazy. Her soft touch coupled with the effect of her tits hanging over my head were getting me wild. I too moved a hand towards her pussy and rubbed my fingers over her pussy lips and clitoris. She was going wild with my movements and began to move her hips on my hand to get more friction. “Please baby, don’t tease me. Push a finger in please.”

I pushed my index finger in and moved it up and down while rubbing her clit with my thumb. She started to moan much more and she upped the pace of her hand job. I wanted to make her cum before me. So, I too quickened the pace of my hand and sucking. Her juices were flowing freely over my fingers making her pussy more slippery and allowing to make my movements faster.

“Put another finger in, honey,” mom moaned.

I pushed middle finger with index finger and started to rub insides of mom’s vaginal walls. Her hand gripped my cock like a vise and she moaned with pure lust. “That’s right baby. You’re hitting my spot… Oh god… Please honey don’t stop. Don’t stop… Aaahhhhh… I’m going to cummmmm…”

Now, she started to masturbate my cock furiously. That feeling of her gripping cock tightly and masturbating it was taking me to the orgasm at a rapid pace. I tried to think of something else to keep myself from cumming. A soccer game, A TV show and some other things that came to my mind allowed me to avoid my orgasm. Then I bit her nipple and upped the face of my fingers in her pussy. It was like mom was in another world. Even I couldn’t understand some of the words she was mumbling. “Yes, yes, yes… Bite my nipple honey… Oh baby you are making me cum… Oh my baby… Aaahhhhh…”

With that her body went rigid as she screamed in pure ecstasy. “I’m CUMMMMIIIIINNNNGGGGG!!”

Her pussy contracted around my fingers making my movements harder while her hand masturbating my cock stopped its movements and gripped it really hard so that it was hurting me so much. This caused my orgasm to hold back. But mom was screaming in pure joy as her orgasm took over herself. She was squirting her pussy juices all over my hand and onto the bed. It made most parts of the bed really wet. She lowered her upper body and hid her face in a pillow to muffle her moans. his made her breasts to fall on my face and cover my whole face making it difficult for me to breathe. I thought I’d die there suffocating under those big boobs of mom. But somehow I was able to breathe and continue my good work on her.

She was flying high in her orgasm for good 5 minutes and slowly began to settle herself down. Then I felt her roll away but she didn’t release my cock. Then she moved down on me and began her hand movements but this time coupling with a blowjob. Being inside your mother’s mouth is always so special. Even if she is not experienced in it just the feeling that she is my mother is always enough to make it special. That is a feeling you can never describe to anyone. Mom was desperate to take my cock all the way in. This time she almost succeeded in it but couldn’t take it all.

Then she was concentrating on the head and was swirling her mouth around it. She looked at me with that naughty look in her eyes and gently squeezed my cock. I felt that familial sensation of cum rising from my balls. I didn’t try to hold it back this time. I warned her, “Mom, I’m going to cum.”

She took her mouth away and said me while jerking off my cock, “Cum for me baby, cum for your mommy. I need you to cum inside my mouth.”

“Did I hear that right? Did she really wanted me to cum in her mouth?”, I was thinking. But right or wrong that did the trick for me. Another one of my fantasies was going to come true. I let my orgasm rip through me with a long growl. “Uurrrggghhhh… Here it cums mom… I’m cummiiiinnnngggg!! Oh god mom, I love you… Aaaahhhh…”

I shot rope after rope of hot cum into her waiting mouth. She tightened her escort bursa lips around my cock not letting anything escape through them. Mom was swallowing down my cum but it was too much for her. But she didn’t let a drop fall out of her mouth I shot 4 or 5 long shots into her mouth and then it was over. But hat sensation lasted for some time. When mom knew that it was over, she pulled away her mouth carefully and opened it to show me that she had her mouth full of my cum.

Mom swallowed it all and gave me a naughty smile. I pulled her down for a kiss. But mom pulled away, “Let me wash my mouth, honey. It’s all your cum I just had there. It might be disgusting to you.”

I stopped her and pulled her back to me. “Mom, It’s true I’m not a big fan of my cum. But nothing’s disgusting to me when it’s about you. Now come here and kiss me.”

She whispered, “I love you” and we cuddled for another passionate kiss basking in the afterglow of our orgasms. I pushed my tongue into her mouth to taste my cum for the first time. It wasn’t quite the taste I liked it to be. Nevertheless it tasted good because they were in my mom’s mouth.

Our tongues were roaming around every corner inside each other’s mouths. I never thought of kissing a woman after giving me a blowjob. But that was amazing. I pulled away and brought my hand which was inside her pussy to my mouth. Then teasingly licked away her cum coated on my fingers while looking at her. Her cum tasted heavenly. “This must be how elixir tastes,” I thought.

Mom pulled my hand to her mouth and greedily sucked my fingers which were earlier in her pussy. She sucked them right up to the base and playfully pushed her tongue at me. Then we kept whispering our love and drifted to a sleep after sometime in each other’s arms.

I woke up to the feeling of mom rubbing my hair. I opened my eyes to see mom looking at me. She was propped on her elbow and rubbing my hair with the other hand. She smiled as I opened my eyes. “Hey baby, did you sleep well?”

Still quite sleepy, I replied, “Hmm… The best sleep in my life with the woman of my dreams,” and turned to the other side to sleep again.

Mom got down from the bed and dragged me out of it too. “Come on sleepy head. Enough sleeping. We need to get cleaned up. We just smell like sex.”

“Oh mom please. Let me sleep some more,” I protested.

She stopped and gave me a stern look. “All right young man. You can sleep whole day if you want. But you can’t touch me for the whole day if you don’t get your sleepy ass off the bed right now.”

“What?” I thought, “No touching her for the whole day?” That would’ve been the worst punishment I could get under that circumstances. So I decided to quickly head to the bathroom. I looked at the clock on my way and saw that it was almost 1 o’clock.

Mom was already there and had turned the shower on. She looked so hot under the shower with water pouring all over her body and her hair stuck to her skin. I slowly tip toed and hugged her from behind placing my semi hard cock on her ass crack. She purred like a kitten and ran her delicate hands over my thighs. “I need you baby. Fuck me right here. All I need is a good hard fuck. Can you give it to me darling?” she said with an erotic voice.

My cock was rock hard by then, just by rubbing with her ass. I bent her forward and said, “Of course mom.”

I had bend my knees slightly to get a proper access to her pussy as she was 4 inches shorter than me. Mom kept her hands on the wall and looked behind at me. “Fuck me hard baby. Just fuck me like a cheap whore.”

I placed my cock at the entrance of her pussy and entered her tight channel with one hard thrust. She screamed with pain which turned into screams of pleasure as I started to pound her faster and faster. I pulled my cock back until only the head remained in and rammed it hard again. At first it was long hard strokes and then it became short and fast strokes not even giving her time to breathe. Mom was moaning for the whole time and she was sometimes mumbling the words I didn’t even imagine for such a lady to speak. “Yes yes yes baby. Fuck mommy harder and harder… Make me your slut, your personal slut, Aaahhhh… deeper baby deeper… Oh fuck…Fuck me like a cheap whore, you filthy little bastard…”

I thought such words would turn me off. In fact, the opposite happened. It was really turning me on. I started to fuck her with all the energy left in me. The sound of our flesh slap against each other and the sound of water falling from the shower head filled the room. Her breathing became more and more audible as she approached her orgasm. This hard pounding was straining all my muscles, but I didn’t give up. I kept the pace up as I felt my own orgasm approaching.

I moved my right hand to her clit and rubbed it furiously making her lean back to my body. I was pushing hard into her when I felt her body started to shudder. “Oh fuck baby, you are going to make me cum…”

After hearing that I started to pound her like there is no tomorrow. Putting my free arm around her neck, I held her head closer to me and whispered her, “You want my cum, don’t you? you slutty whore. You like it when I fuck you with my hard cock and shoot my cum inside you.”

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Rebecca’s Dad open his door, and heard Rebecca and Bobby going at it. Since talking to Rebecca, he has been semi-hard. Following the sounds, he rounded the corner and saw his baby girl was getting fucked, really fucked. Bobby was slamming his cock in her pussy hard and fast. Tom unzipped his pants, drop them to the floor and took off his shirt too. Walking over to the bed. “Hello my dear loving daughter. are you ready for my cock?” Tom said.

“How are you Tom?” Bobby asked.

“I’m fine, my friend. How are you doing?” Tom asked.

“Hello Daddy,” Rebecca said.

“Watching you two was better than watching a porno movie, it was hotter to say the least,” Tom answered.

Rebecca look down to see Daddy’s cock was as huge as Bobby’s, and it look ready to explode. She sat up and reach for Tom’s cock, running her finger up and down his length. “Tom let her suck your cock. mannnn, she is the best!” Bobby said.

“Well, what are you waiting for, come suck your Daddy’s love tool” Tom said.

Rebecca crawled over to him, and took him in her mouth doing the same thing to him, as she did Bobby. Tom was in agreement with Bobby, Rebecca is the best cock sucker he’s ever had. 30 minutes later she was still going strong, but Tom wanted to be inside her when he exploded. Tom pulled Rebecca off his cock and climb on top of her. using his knees he push her legs apart wider, lifting her ass, he positioned his cock at the entrance.

“Get ready baby, Daddy’s going to fuck your brains out” Tom bursa escort said. Tom grasp Rebecca’s ass cheeks, squeezing them. He plunged in her pussy hard, pumping his cock faster and faster, harder and harder. Tom exploded, but didn’t stop. He was still hard.

“Oh Daddy I want Bobby up my ass,” Rebecca said. Tom rolled them so Rebecca was on top, Tom put one of her nipples in his mouth, sucking her nipples hard. Tom opened Rebecca ass and Bobby rubbed body oil into her ass and all over his cock. Bobby held his cock, squeezing his cock, getting his cock head even bigger. He eased his cock up her tight, hot asshole. She was so tight that this would take some time. Rebecca was tighter than a virgin, but she knew how to use her ass. She was helping Tom, by pushing out, that in turn was opening her asshole up.

Tom thrust his cock in, deep inside her now. He grab her hips and pull her to him as he thrust. They were driving Rebecca crazy, When Bobby thrust in her pussy, Tom was pulling out of her ass. Tom knew his time was short. “Oh baby I’m cumming” Tom yelled. Following Tom, Bobby thrust in Rebecca as deep as he could get and exploded. Rebecca didn’t care that she didn’t cum yet, she knew that the guys would take care of that later. “Bobby, Daddy I’m going to take a shower then I’ll fix something for us to eat” Rebecca said.

“Well Rebecca your cooking is great as always. How about going into the Den and watching some movies I brought back with me.” Tom said.

“I’ll be in after I get this clean bursa escort bayan up” Rebecca said. Tom and Bobby move the furniture around. the sofa bed couch now sat facing the TV.

“Open it up while I get the sheets and stuff” Tom said. Rebecca walks in, she helps Bobby.

“Rebecca I want you to know that you’ve made me the happiest man when you let me fuck you. I have never had as much pleasure as I did with you. Not even my wife gave me what you did.” Bobby said.

“That goes for me to my dear. Your dear mother would never let me have her ass, and she never suck my cock. She thought only whores did that stuff. I think it was her mother, she never like me, because I took her little girl away” Tom said.

“I know Daddy. Mom told me once about her mother, and that what her mother told her and what you told her, but she could never bring herself to let you and herself enjoy it. She also ask me to try and make you happy, by giving myself to you. But you never show any interest, so I wanted” Rebecca said kissing her father. Rebecca climb in the middle of the couch lean back. Bobby got her left and Tom on her right. Tom click on the tape.

“This tape I found in an adult store. I hope you like this. It’s a threesome, Dad, daughter, and his best friend,” Tom said smiling. The tape showed the girl stripping, and the men stroking their cocks. “Your tits are better than hers” Bobby told Rebecca. Rebecca felt Bobby cup her tit. Rebecca caressed Bobby thigh. the next scene showed the girl sucking escort bursa the guy’s cock, while he’s sitting in the chair. The girl has her ass in the other guy’s face, and he’s licking her pussy good.

“Mmmmm” Rebecca moans. “Baby get up on your hands and knees, facing the TV” Tom said. Rebecca did, and she felt her Daddy’s tongue on the crack of her ass. Rebecca looked up to the TV and saw one man easing his cock up the girl’s ass. the girl is bobbin her head up and down real fast. the man in her ass is half in, and the other is exploding in her mouth. drank every drop, she sucks him hard again. Bobby moves up, his hips facing Rebecca. “Rebecca I want in your mouth” Bobby said. Rebecca turns and licks Bobby’s cock, slipping him in her mouth.

Rebecca suck Bobby deep down her throat, kept him there while she cupped his balls. “Suck my cock baby, I love being in your throat” Bobby said. Tom had a finger up Rebecca’s ass, fucking her fast, her hips are meeting Tom’s finger. With Tom’s other hand he holds his cock and removes his finger and pushes his cock in. His cock head is resting in her ass, he grabs some pillows and piles them under Rebecca. Tom bends over her back and reaches for her tits, squeezing them and rolling her nipples between his finger and thumb.

“Ohhhhhhh, mmmyyyyyy, gooooddddddd, fuuuuuuuck me!!” Rebecca screamed. Tom and Bobby heard the urgency in her voice. Tom threw the pillows out and Bobby slide under Rebecca. With Tom’s help Rebecca ease down onto Bobby’s cock. Buried deep inside Rebecca, Bobby and Tom ram their cocks in her and she had her orgasm. The guys kept pounding their cocks into her, she could feel both cocks throbbing, stiffen and exploded filling her with their sweet, hot cum.

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I came home from a short day at work and was a little bored…but I had an idea on my mind…to watch some porn. I really enjoy a couple different dimensions of porn…like watching a girl getting oral from a guy, watching a guy and girl screw each other, and sometimes, just sometimes, I enjoyed watching two hot girls doing a little nipple licking action.

I made sure the blinds were closed and thought to myself, “What to watch, what to watch.” I skimmed through different areas of my favorite porn site and finally decided on watching a girl undress and then get ready to fuck a guy good and hard. I began to watch the girl, “Melody”, start to take off her shirt. Wearing no bra, I got to see Melody’s firm, taut breasts, and a minute later, saw how hard her nipples had gotten. My own breasts were beginning to swell and her nipples were becoming quite erect. Melody started taking off her short, short skirt to reveal a hot black thong. She began to touch herself a little on the outside of her panties. I began to feel my pussy pulsating. I was starting to want to touch my own pussy, while watching Melody touch hers. But I held off for a second, I really wanted to be really ready to go before touching myself. But then I thought, “What about my toy??” So I decided to change into something sexy, I put on a lacy red thong and a tight black tank top that showed off my hard nipples. I knew no one would see me, but I liked to think I looked hot anyways. Wink wink.

I watched Melody keep touching herself. It was turning me on so much. Now see, I’m not like, into women, you know? But for some reason watching a woman undress really gets to me…anyways…so I finally decided to stroke myself on the outside of my panties, to get a little more excited. It definitely worked…then I watched Melody get up on my computer screen and go into another room. There a very attractive bursa escort male was waiting, with a shirt and shorts on. I was so relieved to see a good looking guy on the porn site, usually the men are older and creepy looking. This guy was named Brian. Melody walked over to Brian and immediately pulled his shirt off and got to work straight away on his pants. They were undone and on the ground in seconds. There, sticking out strong and hard was Brian’s dick. I became even more turned on by this sight and wished I could be sucking on a guy’s dick at that moment. Brian’s dick looked so good. Melody took his dick into her mouth and sucked gently, then harder and he was definitely enjoying it. So was I. I began to touch myself more, now I was on the inside of my panties, it felt so good. After Melody was done with Brian’s dick in her mouth, he lay down on the bed in the room and Melody straddled him. Brian held his strong, hard dick while Melody sunk on to it. Melody began to moan and Brian began to pump…I got my toy out and began to use it on myself, particularly on my clit. I began to moan a little. I watched Melody and Brian go at it a little more and then finally went to my bedroom where I could be on my knees and really go at my clit with my vibrator. It felt amazing! But what I really longed for was my own boyfriend, named Brian, to be screwing hard.

Which brings me to later that night, when I was with my own Brian. Pretty funny huh? Anyways, we had begun a very wonderful sex life a year into our relationship…but there was one time that I want to share with you…

“Hey baby, what’s up?” Brian said to me one afternoon on the phone

“Hey sweetie, nothin’, just bored. What about you?”

“I’m bored too, wanna have a little sexy fun tonight?” Brian said.

“Oooh, yes!” I said enthusiastically. I had been feeling horny all day for some bursa escort bayan reason and really wanted Brian’s hard cock inside of me, thrusting in and out.

I could hear Brian laugh gently and then he said, “Okay baby, I’ll see you at 9?”

“Definitely.”

I spent the rest of the night getting myself ready for my hot night with my man. I put on a sexy thong and a tank top…my favorite outfit if you couldn’t guess.

At 9 o’clock, Brian arrived at my door. I decided to leave it open and he could walk right in. I was waiting on my bed with the lights dimmed. He came into the room and his eyes opened wide.

“Wow Anna! WOW! You look HOT baby!” Brian exclaimed. He had a huge smile on his face. I bet he had a huge hard on too!

“Thanks…but what are you waiting for? I’m ready.”

Brian got a curious look on his face. He told me, “Wait now babe, first, why don’t you tell me what you want to do tonight? Give me details.”

I was slightly frustrated but decided to humor him… “I want you inside of me.” I figured that was enough to say, but not for Brian, he wanted me to get really detailed.

“I want you to take your shirt off.” He took his shirt off. “I want you to take your shorts off.” He took his shorts off. I could see his hard dick sticking out under his boxer shorts. I was getting eager. But I continued. “I want you to take your boxers off.” Brian did so, and there he stood, his awesome body with his rock hard dick sticking out. I wanted it so bad.

“What now?” I asked.

“Tell me what you want to do to me.”

“Mmm!! I want to take your hard cock and put it in my mouth! I want to taste you! Mmm, I love your dick so much…you turn me on so much…I would flick my tongue over your dick, and then take you fully into my mouth and suck you hard. Moving my hand up and down, up and down, you getting escort bursa closer and closer to coming…Oh! I am so hot now Brian! Please let me have your dick!”

Brian smiled and told me I could finally have it. I knew he liked these little games. I had him lay down on the bed and I crawled next to him and bent over his dick. I took him into my mouth and sucked him good. Mmm, he tasted so good. He got closer and closer to coming, and he finally said, “Okay, I’m gonna come!” And he did, he spurted out into my mouth like a volcano, and I swallowed every bit of him. I thought Brian might be worn out, but no, he had the stamina and he told me to get on top of him. I took his dick into my hand and played with it on my pussy for a couple minutes and then finally, he was in me. Mmm, he was so good in me. I rode on him for awhile, it felt so great, so sensuous, so wet! We then switched positions, and he was on top and he rammed his dick into me and I groaned loudly. It was amazing the way it all felt! He kept ramming his dick into me, harder and harder.

“Yes! Oh yes! Just like that baby!” I screamed. I thought I would lose my mind I was being fucked so hard. “Fuck me baby, fuck me!”

“You like that don’t you, Anna, you like me fucking your tight little pussy? My hard dick inside of you, mmm, your tight little pussy.” Brian’s voice really got me going.

“Oh Brian! Fuck me hard! Fuck my pussy! Mmmm, you feel so good! Fuck me fuck me fuck me!!!” My mind was spinning with pleasure and electricity.

“I love fucking you, Anna, I love your pussy, I love your sexy breasts.” Brian grabbed at my breasts and it felt so good. I was getting close to coming, and that was a rare event in my sex life.

“Oh Brian! Harder! Harder! I’m going to come!!” I screamed. I felt the waves rush over me, my body retracted, my toes curled, and my body arched. I felt the liquid gush from my nicely fucked pussy all over Brian’s amazing dick. It was some of the greatest pleasure I’ve ever had.

Brian collapsed next to me and we were both breathing hard. “Baby,” Brian said to me, “You are awesome.”

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This is a work of fiction. All characters are 18 or older.

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*************

James stood looking at the gate. It was a single pipe that spanned the dirt drive, with a support pipe that branched off a larger pipe. James could recognize a national park gate just by the color. The sign made it clear.

Claire, his oldest sister, who was 20, fumbled with the large key ring. She was trying every key in the padlock.

James had time to reflect. Their parents died. They were broke, had lost the only home they ever knew, and on top of all that, had to move from southern Georgia to northern Montana.

James then looked at the large rental truck. He smiled at the thought of not having to drive that beast after tomorrow. But he did have a few fond memories.

A movement out of the corner of his eye brought his attention to the twins. His nineteen year old sisters were jumping up and down hugging each other. They had stopped long enough to do a few back flips, then back to hugging.

He looked back over at his sister Claire.

Claire had given him a fantastic hand job around Atlanta, and he had gotten to finger fuck her just an hour ago. Now, bent over and still trying every key, Claire turned towards James, and smiled as the lock popped open.

James walked up to the gate and pushed it open with his foot. With that done, the siblings joined hands. On the three-count they stepped into their new life.

The siblings had a difficult time trying to take in the panoramic view. A wide valley was splayed out in front, with several mountain peaks bordering. More pine trees than could be counted rose from the valley floor to the alpine tree line.

Several meadows and ponds in the distance brought their attention to the stream that meandered towards them. As they followed it with their eyes, they noticed that the road crossed it; they would have to ford the river.

The quartet, feeling the bite of the cool air, made their way back to the vehicles. They started down the gravel road towards their new home, still a mystery.

The stream crossing was not too bad after James had waded it and said it should be fine. James had been considering changing clothes but gave up on the idea when the second crossing came.

“James? There’s no more directions. I have no clue which way to go, but I think it would make sense to follow the road most traveled,” Claire said as she looked at the gravel road’s intersection with a two-track dirt road.

“OK, gravel it is.”

Melody was having a blast driving James’s pickup truck. The creek crossings thrilled her although they did make her a bit nervous. She enjoyed the winding road, the pine trees and the crisp fresh air. She got annoyed when James just stopped the truck and got out.

They were on the upward grade of a small hill, among the trees. Melody’s leg got tired from holding the brake pedal. She put the vehicle in park and went to see what the holdup was. Cindy had joined her by the time she got to the front of the rental truck.

“Well, it does have a fireplace,” Cindy said bemusedly

“Yeah, it’s pretty,” Claire added with a hint of sarcasm.

“It’s cute. With a bit of work, it will be just fine,” Melody added.

James looked at their new home, chewed his bottom lip, then said: “I’m Jeremiah fucking Johnson.”

James’s comment got a giggle from all his sisters.

“For a log cabin it is in fairly good shape. But it is a bit on the small side,” James added.

The log cabin was perched right in the middle of a small glade. One story tall and just about as long as it was wide. Green moss covered most of the logs as well as the entire roof. A small porch decorated the front with a window on both sides of the heavy looking door.

The siblings decided to have a look inside. Claire surprised herself by getting the correct key on the first try.

The inside was a single room. At one end was the fireplace, made of river rocks and rather large. On the other side of the room, there was a counter with a sink, and a hand water pump. Next to the sink stood an old Liberty wood stove that had a crazy straw configuration of pipes. And covering everything, dust with dried pine needles on the floor.

“There is no bathroom,” Claire said dismally.

“Cause it’s out back,” Cindy sadly stated.

That statement brought groans from them all.

James also noted the lack of outlets and no lights. No breaker box, and no power meter. ‘For joy,’ James lamented.

“Too bad we don’t have the money to rent an apartment or a house,” Claire stated.

“Nobody wants to rent to a bunch of teenagers, if you had the money or not,” Melody said melodramatically.

“Not sure if we will be able to find work around here, either,” Cindy added.

“The newspaper we got didn’t have anything,” James stated.

James checked the water pump and found that it still worked. The brown water flowed pendik escort for almost a minute before it cleared. The water cascading from the pump felt like ice.

The river rock fireplace was the largest one he had ever encountered. It stood in the center of the side wall just opposite the sink. The mantel was one large flat stone. The hearth was another flat stone that came out about four feet in all directions.

The fire chamber was huge. It could easily have held all three of James’s sisters. Inside the chamber, besides the grate, were two iron stands that had arms at the top. The ash pan needed to be cleaned. When he looked up the chimney, it was clear.

“I believe that we can use the fireplace. I’ll go collect some wood. Once we have a fire, it’ll get warmer and give us some light.” With that James walked out.

*******

Cindy and her sisters had retrieved cleaning supplies from James’s pickup truck and cleaning was well under way when he came back.

“Damn it James! I just swept there,” admonished Claire.

“Sorry, but this shit just slips out. Once I have the fire going, I will unload the truck into the barn I found. Since this place won’t hold everything, and the barn is close, I figured it would be the best place.”

“Will our stuff be alright in there?” Claire asked.

“It’s dry and built well, so…everything should be fine.”

“That’s good, be sure to keep the stuff easy to get to. I don’t want to have to move everything just to get something we might need,” Claire added.

“The barn is huge, so that should not be a problem.”

Cindy noticed the side glances that Claire was giving James. Something was going on or something happened in the rental truck. Definitely something happened in the truck. She knew that from the smell that smacked her in the face when she gave Claire some clothes.

Cindy decided that she would ask Claire about it when they were alone. Cindy would have to be direct with her questions. Otherwise, Claire, would just beat around the bush and avoid answering.

The smell of smoke broke Cindy’s chain of thought. She watched the smoke turn to flame.

“Melody, looks like you at least got the fireplace right.”

“Yay…but wish it was the bathrooms,” Melody somberly replied.

“We have a roof over our heads and a way to stay warm. It may not seem like much, but it is better than living on the streets,” Claire stated.

A long silence then took hold of the siblings, as each thought back to better days. The sisters continued to clean and James brought in a few more arm loads of wood, then he left to deal with the rental truck.

The girls had been busy and time flew by quickly. They had finally finished the cleaning and unloaded the SUV and James’s pickup truck.

“Wish we had something hot to drink and eat,” Melody said.

“Oh! Hold on,” Claire said.

Cindy watched her sister Claire rummage around her handbag and fish out several chocolate bars. Then she grabbed a pot, from a box, and filled it with water. She placed the pot next to the fire and dropped the candy into it.

“How ’bout hot chocolate?” Claire asked, with a smile.

“I was thinking more along the line of coffee, but hot cocoa will do just fine,” Melody said.

“What are we going to do about dinner?” Cindy asked.

Boom! The door flew open and James dashed inside and slammed the door closed behind him.

“HOLY FUCKING SHIT!” James yelled.

“What the hell is wrong?” Melody asked.

James took a deep breath, then said: “A BEAR IS OUTSIDE! Next to the SUV.”

They all ran to look out the window, and sure enough, there was a bear. A big bear. A brown bear. A grisly looking grizzly bear.

Cindy’s eyes grew wide as she watched the bear. It was sniffing the vehicles. It smelled the cabin’s porch and the front door. Cindy watched in awe as the grizzly left the porch. The bear then wandered over to a pine tree, and started to rub its head against the tree. The bear stood up on its back legs and scratched itself with the tree.

James started to sing: “Look for the bear necessities, so a simple bear can rest at ease.”

“Is that how that song really goes?” Cindy asked.

“Not sure, but it is all I can remember,” James laughed.

“That thing has got to be at least eight-feet tall,” Melody softly said.

“I don’t know, but it’s a big fucker,” James answered.

The bear scratched his back on the tree, wiggling like a fish on a hook. It then picked up a small limb and carried it to the porch, dropped it, then wandered off.

“Oh my god! I can’t believe that just happened. That was the coolest thing I’ve ever seen,” Melody said.

“Fuck! I should have gotten a picture,” Cindy lamented.

“If that beast is using that tree for a back scratcher, I can almost guarantee that you will have another chance,” Claire stated.

“Sweet.”

“I was on my way back to get warm, when…that monster started to follow me.”

“Are you cold now?” Cindy asked.

“No, I think that whole ordeal warmed me up quite well, escort pendik thank you,” James laughed.

Claire giggled about that and gave everyone a cup of hot chocolate, which was way too hot to drink due to their bear encounter.

As the siblings waited for their drinks to cool, they discussed what they would and wouldn’t need in the cabin, along with where it would go.

James told them that he needed some help with the larger stuff, but that he was too tired to finish tonight. He would throw the king-sized mattress in his pickup along with bedding, and anything else that they would need for the night.

They all went to the barn. The twins kept watch while James and Claire grabbed whatever they needed.

Forty minutes later they were all sitting on the mattress, drinking cold chocolate water, and watching the flames flicker in the fireplace. The hypnotic effect of the flames, burning deep reds and yellows, the dancing of the light on the floor and walls, put the siblings to sleep where they sat.

That night, Cindy’s dreams seemed all too real. Her knight had laid her down in the tall grass of a secluded glen. He began to kiss his way up from her foot to the inside of her ankle. Up her calf to her knee, her knight then added little licks between his kisses as he moved up her inner thigh.

When he came to her treasure trove, he moved up and over her mound. Her knight continued to alternate between kisses and light licks as he moved to her lower abdomen. At her belly button, he twirled his tongue around and into the small dip.

Her knight continued his upward journey to her lower rib. He followed the rib to the center of her chest. Up and up between her breasts leaving a wet trail in his wake. To her chest and neck; where he paused to chew tenderly. He moved to her jaw line then across her cheek to her waiting lips. Cindy was excited and a shiver ran up her spine.

Cindy awoke from the cold on her back. She pulled a blanket over her as best she could, but it did little to help.

“James? James?”

“Hmm?”

“I’m cold.”

“Turn up the thermostat.”

“James, the fire needs fixing.”

“OK…I’ll turn up the furnace.”

James finally sat up and looked around, scratched his head, rubbed his eyes, then crawled over to the fireplace. Though Cindy was still sleepy, she watched James poke and prod the burnt remains.

Red embers came back to life as James blew on the charred scraps of wood. Cindy smiled briefly and then closed her eyes and fell back to sleep.

*******

James had put the last of the wood on the fire. He was rubbing his eyes from the smoke. What was burning would not last long; he would have to forage for more wood.

James was not looking forward to going out. It was still dark and he wasn’t sure if his flashlight would work. He bundled up and stepped out.

‘Fuck it’s cold!’ he thought, as he searched for wood. He had found a good bit, but it was too large to break over his knee. Stomping on the wood only reminded him of the fact that he was no Jackie Chan.

James looked up just in time to see another old cabin. It was on the other side of the fence. What caught his eye was the stack of wood.

James was sitting back on the mattress feeling bad for what he did. He glanced at the stack of wood, and dropped his head. Even though he left money behind, he swore to himself that he would replace what he took plus some.

James tended to the fire as his sisters slept. He thought about what the future held for the remnants of their family. Claire still had a few years of college ahead of her. Melody and Cindy were undecided, or were the last time he had asked.

James wanted to work with his hands so he took carpentry. He enjoyed working with wood and other natural resources. He had hopes of joining a construction company, and maybe do side work for a contractor. Whatever it was that he would do, his sisters would come first. Just like what he did with the wood for the fire. Tonight, or rather this morning, they would be warm. James added another log to the fire, then went to look for the coffee.

James’s sisters awoke one by one. He gave them each a cup of coffee before they wandered off to the outhouse. His sisters usually took a great deal of time when it came to using the bathroom, but not this time. They were back in five minutes.

“James, this isn’t going to work,” Claire announced.

“What’s not going to work?”

“The outhouse,” Claire said.

“You broke the outhouse?”

“No! It’s too cold! Our assholes drew a puckering string when we tried to use it,” Cindy chimed.

“And just exactly what am I supposed to do about it?”

“I don’t know, but we need someplace warmer,” Claire stated.

“Right. How about I build a fireplace for the outhouse?” James sarcastically replied.

“Would that really work?” Cindy asked.

“No! He’s being a smart ass,” came from Melody.

“James, please get serious,” implored Claire.

“I’ll see what I can do.”

The siblings made short work of unloading the pendik escort bayan rest of the rental truck. Most of their stuff was put in the barn, and some they put in the cabin.

They cleaned themselves as best they could, and soon afterwards the small convoy was back on the road to turn in the rental truck. Cindy was in the SUV with Claire and would do grocery shopping. Melody took the pickup truck; she would follow James to drop off the rental truck and then they both would go after other supplies.

James was surprised that the park rangers had waved him through the park entrance. He almost wished they made him turn back.

‘Going to the Sun road’

25 mph:

Logan Pass 18 miles

West Entrance 52 miles

Caution:

Animals may be on roadway.

Pedestrians may be on roadway.

Road Construction next 52 miles.

Watch for falling rock.

‘Fucking Great!’ James was also over-sized. Height limit 10 feet, width 10 feet, length 28 feet. But the ranger waved him through anyways. Didn’t even charge him the park entrance fee. The ranger must have thought James was part of the construction crew.

James turned on his radio to the only station he could find, a country station, but that was fine, it was noise and helped him to relax. It wasn’t until the second song that James regretted turning on the radio.

Radio:

“Me an’ Earl was haulin’ chickens on a flatbed out of Wiggins, and we’d spent all night on the uphill side of thirty-seven miles of hell called Wolf Creek Pass. Which is up on the Great Divide. We was settin’ there suckin’ toothpicks, drinkin’ Nehis and onion soup mix, and I said, ‘Earl, let’s mail a card to Mother then send them chickens on down the other side. Yeah, let’s give ’em a ride.’ Wolf Creek Pass, way up on the Great Divide, Truckin’ on down the other side.”

James made sure he was in second-gear and put both hands on the steering wheel. His knuckles were white as his fists clenched tight; he was going down the hill from hell. He wished he had a VW micro-bus.

James was relieved the drive wasn’t as bad as the song that played. He did worry as he dodged low rock overhangs, but he did well. He also thought: “Those poor chickens.”

*******

Claire and Cindy had been worried about James. The road was a mess; construction and the water from the falls had turned the road to mud. The drive took a lot longer than any of them would have liked.

Cindy did manage to get several pictures of snow, mountains and even Big Horned Sheep. She had wanted to talk to Claire about what happened in the rental truck yesterday, but she decided that it was just a bad time.

Claire and Cindy made it back to the cabin in the late afternoon. They stacked all the foodstuffs in a corner by the sink and put a makeshift kitchen together. Claire was beginning to arrange the rest of the cabin when Cindy started her questions.

“Claire? Can I ask you some personal questions?”

“Hmm, sure, go right ahead.”

“Um, did you fuck James yesterday?”

Claire dropped a box she was carrying. She hung her head and her shoulders fell.

“Oh my god! You did fuck James!”

“No! I didn’t fuck James.”

“Then what happened in the rental truck? When you opened the window it smelled like someone got fucked. And you were naked. So don’t tell me that nothing happened.”

Cindy could almost see the wheels turning in her sister’s head. Claire had never lied to her before, but would she lie now? Cindy halfway expected Claire to.

“James and I haven’t fucked.”

“I sense a ‘but’ in there.”

“Well, do you remember what I told you about the bottle of pee?”

“Yeah.”

“Well, we were in the road construction outside of Atlanta, and I had to help James pee into the bottle. It excited me a bit that first time, cause James got a bit hard. The next time I tried to help him pee, I had trouble aiming his cock at the bottle. I tried to adjust him, but he just kept getting harder.”

“You sucked his cock?”

“No! Stop interrupting or I’ll not tell you.”

“Go on then.”

“He got really hard and I ended up jacking him off,” Claire said with a bit of exasperation.

“OK, but that was days ago, not yesterday.”

“Well…after I spilled the bottle on myself, and I was naked, I thought back to the day I jacked him off. It got me so…bothered, that I could hardly breath. I sorta forced James to finger me.”

“You FORCED James to finger fuck you?”

“Yeah, but he didn’t complain either.”

“So… how was it?”

“I would have to say it was the best orgasm I have ever had.”

“Really? The best, huh?”

“I had an on-going orgasm since I started to think about that hand job. When James had his hand in me, it took me to a level I had never even thought possible.”

Cindy and Claire both turned their heads towards the door when they heard James’ pickup truck pulling up to the cabin.

“We will have to finish this conversation later,” Cindy said.

Melody came through the door with a bundle of wood, and told her sisters that James needed help unloading his pickup truck.

After everything was brought in, James left again, saying something that nobody understood. He returned a few minutes later with a large metal tub.

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Jake and Traci were back on again, this time after a disconnect of a week. Apart from whatever was said or done, they always came back to that essential truth: they were crazy about each other and couldn’t bear to be apart….especially when his hard cock and her wet cunt were involved. Their biggest problem was figuring out how and where they were going to meet. Neither had an available place, so they decided to get together at the first motel closest to them, one that was in a fairly seedy part of town.

They agreed on the time and that there would be an outfit waiting for Traci there: a slutty black thing Jake found, along with some fishnet stockings. She would bring her black heels to finish off the look, while Jake was responsible for the wine.

Jake got to the motel first. Any place that is named after some Greek place is guaranteed to be seedy and this place was no exception. His first clue was having to leave a $25 room key deposit, likely to act as a deterrent for those who do the 2 hour rent-and-run. No matter, he thought, we may not be here much longer. He did have to admit though; there was something deliciously illicit about renting a seedy motel room, just for the purposes of fucking. Its one thing to make love in a place with marble floors and Egyptian cotton sheets, quite another to fuck in a place where the bed squeaks and you don’t want to go barefoot on the stained carpet.

Traci arrived a few minutes later, looking as sexy as ever. Her top with dual zippers exposed her full breasts and toned tummy, making her the hot, sexy babe that Jake loved. She had barely walked through the door, when Jake scooped her in his arms and was tonguing her deeply with their first kiss. She returned his probings with equal passion, grabbing his already hard cock while he continued kissing her and fondling her tits.

They broke off briefly to pour some wine into the plastic motel cups and throw off the mysteriously stained bedspread, kicking off their shoes as they jumped onto the sheets. They were like two school kids about to have sex for the second time; both knowing what was to come, yet barely able to contain themselves. After a few hurried gulps of wine and some sustained groping and fondling, Jake sent Traci off to the bathroom to change into the outfit he’d bought her.

As she slipped into the bathroom, Jake gulped down another couple of mouthfuls while waiting for her to reappear. He so loved her gorgeous body: a beautiful face, full tits, tiny waist, shaved pussy, firm ass and gorgeous legs. As much as he loved fucking her, he also just loved looking at her while she was naked; standing, sitting, lying down, it didn’t really matter, as he was just captivated by her beauty and pendik escort gorgeous body.

While Traci was getting dressed, she was somewhere between getting excited about being ravished by Jake and laughing about where they were. Early in their relationship, they had wanted to get together many times, but circumstances again were not on their side. They had even playfully suggested renting a cheap motel, which was never pursued because they didn’t want their first memories to be cheap. So, here they were, many months later, at probably that very motel doing the very thing they wanted to do back then, but this time, it felt so right. Largely because they were both so horny and needed to be fucked. Right now….and hard!

When Traci reappeared, Jake let out an audible sigh and had Traci twirl around so he could see her in the outfit: fish net stockings, black high heeled shoes and a slutty black outfit with a variety of star-shaped see-throughs….damn fine sight, he thought!

As he pulled her to him, Traci started to take some control of this situation. He had far too many clothes on, she thought, and so she began by unbuckling his pants and dropping them to the floor. As the pants went down, so did she, taking his already hard cock into her mouth before his jeans hit the carpet.

“Just sit back and enjoy, honey,” she whispered, as she slid his fucktool back into her mouth and continued to suck him, long and hard.

Jake loved nothing more than watching her suck him; almost as much as he loved seeing her ass stick out, while her head bobbed up and down on his cock. While she greedily sucked him, Jake reached down to finger her already soaking wet pussy. He could not believe how hot and wet she could get. She always said it was because he turned her on so. No matter, he thought, he was just thrilled to know she was so wet and ready to be fucked.

After a few minutes of watching Traci gobble his cock, Jake wanted to taste some of Traci’s fine juices. He pulled her up, kissed her deeply, sucked on her tits, and then tossed her down onto the bed. He wanted to taste her cunt juice, but also wanted to get a good look at her gorgeous shaved pussy. He loved seeing that bald cunt; so young, full and swollen. He wasted no time in going down on her, sucking on her clit, licking her lips and driving his tongue as deep into her fuck tunnel as he could.

Traci loved the feeling of his tongue on her love bud. Feeling him eat her like a crazed man not only brought her great pleasure, but was also a huge turn-on for her, knowing how much he loved her pussy.

Within minutes, Traci was ready to cum, but she didn’t want it to be with him so far away. She pulled him up and laid him down, so she could straddle that manmeat and fuck herself on him. She loved riding his cock, especially when he spanked escort pendik her ass and talked to her about fucking, riding, cumming and being a cock whore. She loved that he could let loose and be an obscene wild man, but more than that, she loved how much she loved hearing him talk like that. If only our friends knew how wild and depraved we were, she thought, they would all be shocked. No matter, they’ll never know how obscene we can be, she mused, as she lined up his cock head and took him in one smooth cunt swallow.

Jake always loved watching Traci take that first cock ride; how she closed her eyes and shuddered, just a bit. It made him feel like he had something she wanted and truly enjoyed; just the kind of a thing a man wants to believe.

For Traci, she loved that first thrust into her waiting cunt. She loved the fullness, the warmth, the hardness of his cock….and what a fine cock it was! A perfect size for her mouth and her hungry fuck tunnel. And with that, she started riding him, letting him drive that hard cock into her waiting and wanting pussy.

“Yeah baby, ride that cock…fuck yourself on that hard cock! Fuck me, fuck me with your cunt baby, make me your fuck toy! Do you want to come, come on that cock? Then fuck me, ride me, take that cock all the way, fuck it good and hard!” And with that, Jake slapped both her ass cheeks at the same time, as Traci picked up the pace and began impaling herself hard and fast on his hard rod.

“Yeah, slap my ass, fuck me, fuck me hard with that hard cock,” Traci whispered. Barely able to catch her breath, but wanting to be a part of the obscenities, she spoke out saying the only things she could think of.

“Fuck me, slap me, fuck me, fuck me hard!” she trailed off, as both she and Jake picked up the fucking pace.

Again, just before she was to come, she peeled herself away, wanting to take the high of almost cumming with her into Jake’s next fuck move, her favorite.

“Jake, I want you to fuck me in my ass, like you did the last time. Fuck my ass good and hard until I come,’ she purred, as she rolled over and offered her ass up to him.

Jake knew that Traci knew he loved assfucking. For him, there was no better gift a woman could give. To be so vulnerable, knowing he could drive her and hurt her, knowing he could take any hole he wanted, in any order. There was very little control a woman had at that point, something Jake loved about fucking a hot, tight ass. And seeing an ass like Traci’s: beautifully round, soft, hairless, and tight, made Jake want to fuck it all the more.

“Yes baby, I’ll fuck that gorgeous ass of yours….you need me to fuck that ass, to take your ass and make it mine and make you my anal slut! Do you want to be my anal slut? Do you want me to make you my cock whore?”

“Yes baby, I’m your cock whore. pendik escort bayan Fuck my ass, take it, it’s all yours, lover!”

That was all the invitation Jake needed, knowing her ass belonged to him. After a quick lining up, Jake started pressing his purple head into her soft, pink ass tunnel.

Feeling Jake probing her, Traci had a passing thought that maybe she wasn’t ready and could change her mind. “Oh baby, maybe not…”

“Sorry bitch, but you do want this,” and with that, Jake plowed ahead, slipping his cockhead past her sphincter and slowly pushing his way deep inside her wet, warm ass.

Despite this only being the second time she had ever had a cock in her ass, Traci was surprised at how much she was loving this, feeling her lover’s cock deep inside her ass. The other men in her life never went there and she never offered, but with Jake it was different: he had a hunger and a passion that Traci found very arousing. And his interest and love for anal made her curious and hungry as well. If he wants this, then I’m going to see what the fuss is all about, she reasoned. And with that, here she now was, letting Jake violate her ass with his hard and hungry cock, for the second time.

Seeing his cockhead disappear into her ass, Jake picked up the pace, slapping her ass with his hand and her pussy lips with his balls. He loved just taking her and using her when he was ass hungry. Afterward, he would love her and be gentle, but when he wanted her ass, there was nothing gentle about it. He wanted to pound her ass and that would be what she would get: a good, hard ass fucking!

“Baby, you want this cock in your ass? You want me to fuck your ass? Who does your ass belong to? Who owns your ass, baby?”

“That ass belongs to you! It’s yours, all yours! You fuck it, you fuck it, slap it, cum in it! Fuck me baby, fuck that ass!”

Jake needed nothing more. He began fucking her like a wild man and she began pushing back like a wild woman herself. She loved to feel him losing control, going wild, knowing how much he loved destroying her ass. To know she had that much power over him gave Traci a strange sense of satisfaction.

“Give it to me, baby…fuck me…”

Again, Jake couldn’t think. He grabbed her hair and continued to drive her, faster and harder. As he pumped her, he changed angles so he could feel her on his cock head. With that sensation, he was soon ready to explode.

“Do you want me to cum deep in your fucking ass?” he yelled.

“Yes baby, fuck me, cum in my ass!” Traci yelled back, as she resumed biting the sheets while he fucked her ass.

After a few more well-placed strokes, Jake explode deep inside her, his cock tool gripped by her tight ass, milking his cum while he convulsed and collapsed on her.

As they both lay together, catching their breath, they gradually separated and lay together on the newly stained bed, holding onto each other tightly.

“I love fucking your ass, baby,” Jake whispered.

“And I love you fucking it, lover,” she replied.

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Vanessa cast her brother an annoyed look even as she smiled at the men in front of her. The four men were her brother’s business associates, visiting from the parent company, and he’d been charged with showing them a good time. Which meant finding female company for them. Of course, Ian was too straight-laced to know how to go about hiring prostitutes. Instead he was forced to beg his sister to come down to the club and bring some of her friends.

At first Felica refused, but then Ian gave her the puppy dog eyes and promised to pay each of them for their time. He also said that he would owe her one, which would come in handy next Christmas when they went home to visit. Ian was in their parents good graces, Vanessa was not.

She knew she’d have to call in some reinforcements. Luckily, she had some favors of her own that were owed to her. She called her Celene, her best friend from work and a self-diagnosed nymphomaniac, and her college roommate Alexis, who was putting herself through school by doing lap dances and (Vanessa assumed) a little extra on the side.

Celene, a petite Latina with bright green eyes and a mop of curly black hair, was already curled up on one man’s lap as he regaled her with some story, her hands unbuttoning his shirt as she kissed his neck. Alexis, a statuesque blonde who look liked she stepped out of ‘Sports Illustrated’, was busy explained her lap dance technique to another man, demonstrating the more impressive maneuvers.

Vanessa herself was sitting next to her brother and across from two men that were obviously related. And, if she had to guess by the age differences, were likely father and son. Ian was nodding his head and apologizing nervously to the older man, probably the big boss, while the younger man stared with undisguised lust at the word pussy written on her tank top.

“I didn’t realize your son would be coming too, Mr. Yancey, or I would have brought another girl,” Ian was saying, his voice not wavering even as his hands shook.

Vanessa eyed the boy next to the boss and guessed why her brother hadn’t thought he would come. He looked like a freshman or sophomore in college, someone who probably shouldn’t be allowed into a bar at all, let alone a private room at a high end cocktail lounge like the one they were in now. Which, again, showed how straight-edged (read: out of touch) her brother was.

“Let me see them titties,” the young man sitting next to the Boss said suddenly, unable to restrain himself any longer.

Ian shot him a shocked look, but covered it up before either of the other men noticed. Vanessa just smiled and pulled up her tank-top in one fluid movement, not having bothered to put on a bra. “I hope they’re to your liking,” she said, leaning forward so they bounced.

“Oh, yeah,” he said as he licked his lips. He tore his eyes away long enough to give Ian a thankful glance and lean in to whisper something to his father.

The Boss laughed as he turned to regard Ian. “Jasper’s right. You’ve been such a great host, man. I’ve never seen such fine girls.” He grinned wolfishly. “My son and I want you to join us in fucking the pretty brunette, here.”

Ian went pale and Vanessa almost couldn’t hold in the laughter. “I–,” her brother began and Vanessa stomped on his foot. Surely he wouldn’t be stupid enough to just admit that he was offering up his sister as a party favor, but why take the risk? Of course, he had no way to get out of it without seeming like he was being ungrateful.

Vanessa considered letting him hang in the wind, but decided to take pity on her brother instead. She leaned forward, looking at the Boss and his son as she brushed her fingers over her neck. “Three might be a little too crowded.” she said, shrugging her shoulders and pushing her breasts together with her arms. “And I’d prefer to be between the two of you.”

“It would be bad taste to leave out the host,” Mr. Yancey said, before casting a glance over at his son, who was once again mesmerized pendik escort by Vanessa’s breasts. “As much as I hate offering up sloppy seconds, how about he take the place of whomever cums first.”

“Sounds like a fun little game,” Vanessa agreed as her brother let out a sigh. She knew he was hoping they would forget their offer once they got started. She cast a glance at her friends as she stood up and moved toward the Boss and Jasper. Celene was on her knees with her face buried in one of the men’s laps, giving him a champagne room-worthy blowjob. Alexis was making a loud show of riding the other guy. Both of them seemed suitably preoccupied.

Jasper got up to meet her, almost immediately grabbing hold of her tits when he could reach them. Vanessa smiled coyly and made a cooing noise as the Boss moved to stand behind her, pressing himself against her back and forcing her up against his son. Jasper’s erection rubbed against her thigh as he squeezed her breasts, his head dipping down to lick and bit at the nipples. She moaned as he caught a nipple between his teeth and pulled on it, her head lolling back to rest on the Boss’s shoulder as he sucked on her neck, his own erection pressed hard between her ass cheeks as his hands worked her mini-skirt up over her hips. The older man was eager to get inside, but was waiting for his son.

At first Vanessa was worried they were both going to try and fuck her cunt. Celene could do double-penetration, but Vanessa wasn’t quite that experienced. Fortunately, as she let the two man rub and bite and grind against her body, it was obvious that the son had a breast fetish and the Boss like anal, if the way he was dry humping her ass was any clue. She was glad she had taken care to make sure that entry was slick as possible before she left the house.

Her brother was watching and he seemed to be both enthralled and disgusted at the sight of his sister between two men. Vanessa smirked to herself and bucked her lips, grinding against the Boss and then his son. Ian had always hated her wild side, even if it was helping him now. He had wanted to be the big brother that protected his sister. She had to admit, she sometimes felt a little guilty not letting him.

Vanessa let out a little cry as Jasper twisted her nipple and she looked at him. He grinned at her, the look of a spoiled rich boy. “I wanted you to see the main attraction,” he said proudly as he unzipped himself.

“You’re so long,” Vanessa complimented in fake awe. His cock was long, but it was also skinny. Jasper looked proud of himself as his father grabbed hold of her hips, steadying her to let his son slip fully inside. “You feel so good,” Vanessa said as Jasper grabbed her hips and his father forced himself in the back way.

Vanessa was really glad Celene had suggested the lube as he did, the Boss was much thicker than his son. He probably liked anal because of how tight it was. “Oh,” she moaned as the Boss whispered into her ear that she should call him ‘sir’. “Oh, sir.”

Vanessa groaned and writhed as she was pounded back and forth between the two men. She loved the feeling of being filled with cock, there was nothing better than hard flesh pumping in and out of her holes. The sense of completion was hard to replicate.

At first father and son had worked in a rhythm, bouncing her back and forth like they were playing tennis and she was the ball. But Jasper began moving faster, with erratic movements, trying to plunge himself in as deeply as possible. While his father continued with slow, tormenting thrusts that were more arousing than his son’s rapid jerks.

Jasper came with a yell, exploding deep inside Vanessa with a final thrust. The Boss laughed as his son collapsed back onto the couch, his flaccid penis framed by his unzipped black pants. “Staying power, my boy,” he said, thrusting deep into Vanessa and stopping, holding her around the waist to prevent her from trying to move.

“Oh, I’m sure he’ll grow up to be a big man like you, escort pendik sir,” Vanessa said, trying desperately to shift herself. It was torturous to have that thick, hard flesh inside her and not be able to move.

“Hold on, dear,” the Boss said, wrapping his other arm around to hold her still as he thrust himself in a little deeper. “Ian, it’s your turn.”

Vanessa looked over at her brother and blushed a little. She had been so absorbed in being fucked she forgot he was there. He looked horrified to her eyes, though the two men probably didn’t notice.

“Her cunt’s nice and tight,” Jasper said, lighting up a cigarette. “You’ll like it, Ian.”

“I—,” Ian began, nonchalantly rubbing a hand over his stomach.

“No one’s been in my mouth, sir!” Vanessa ad-libbed to the Boss, “…if he’d prefer a bit of unclaimed territory.” She knew her brother well enough to guess the gesture meant he was worried about her getting pregnant, and all of a sudden mentioning she was on birth control would seem rather odd.

“Ian?” the Boss asked. Vanessa hoped he would get up and unzip. After all she had done, she was going to be seriously pissed off if her brother screwed up his business dealings now. Besides that, she had a six-inch cock firmly crammed her ass, and it wasn’t moving until he did.

“I do like a hot mouth,” her brother said, and Vanessa smiled to keep from laughing out loud. She doubted her brother had ever had sex in anything other than the missionary position with the lights on and his socks off. He stood up from the couch, unzipping his pants and pulling out his erection.

“I knew you were a good man,” the Boss said, clearly impressed.

Vanessa wasn’t sure what was more surprising. That her brother had a huge fucking cock or that watching two guys banging her had turned him on. The Boss let climb on the low table, so that she was on hands and knees, perfectly lined up with him and facing her brother. She licked the precum from the tip of his erection as the Boss began pumping her from behind again, much harder this time. Vanessa was too busy admiring her brother to do more than thrust back against him every once in a while and moan when he slapped her ass, as though he were riding a horse. It felt wonderful, but she was entranced by Ian.

Were there time she would have liked to worship her brother’s cock, to fondle and stroke it. But there was an audience, Jasper was watching intently, and the Boss was moving quickly toward his climax. Vanessa glanced up at her brother’s apologetic and embarrassed face before she took him into her mouth, completely. He let out a gasp and Jasper actually applauded as she did so.

Her head began to bob, attempting to keep pace with the pace the Boss was setting from behind. “Oh, God,” her brother moaned as she moved a little faster.

It was heavenly. Vanessa had never had such an awesome threeway before. She felt filled to the brim. Jasper’s cum dripping down her thighs, the Boss pounding against her from behind, and a huge cock down her throat. Even if the last did belong to her brother.

Ian seemed to slowly forget it was his sister’s mouth that he was fucking as his hands fisted in her hair and he began thrusting insistently into her mouth, pulling her to meet him. If her brother’s enormous cock weren’t parting her lips in a wide O-shape, Vanessa would have smiled proudly.

The Boss finally came inside her, grabbing her hips with bruising force before collapsing against her. Vanessa let out a moan in her throat as he did, which was all her brother needed to bring about his climax. He jerked away as he felt it coming, pulling out of her mouth and cumming all over her face.

“Excellent,” Jasper cheered, looking at his spent father. “Look, Ian likes to cum in a bitch’s face, too.”

Ian zipped himself up, looking over at his sister before looking away, unable to meet her eyes. Vanessa sighed. They would have to talk about this later. Though, she wasn’t sure how she was going pendik escort bayan to broach the subject of how perfect his cock was. Maybe she should keep that thought to herself.

“You were all so good,” Vanessa said, pulling her skirt down again and retrieving her shirt to wipe the cum off her face as she looked over at the Boss, now sitting beside his son. “Especially you, sir. I don’t think I’ve ever been fucked so thoroughly. Ian was right when he said I’d have a good time.”

The older man grinned proudly before looking over at the other members of his party. “I know Jasper and I had a good ride. What about you fellows?”

“Best business trip I’ve had in a while,” the man Celene had been sucking off said. Alexis’s partner nodded in agreement as they watched the two girls in action. Alexis was putting on a show of licking the cum off Celene’s face, though she spent most the time trying to slip her tongue down the Latina girl’s throat. Celene, for her part was trying to get Alexis’s bra back on, but her hands kept ‘accidentally’ slipping and groping at the other woman’s breasts.

The Boss turned back to Ian and gave a satisfied smile. “Admittedly, I was a little leery when I came here, but after the way you have treated us, Ian, I think we can continue doing business with your company.”

“Thank you, sir,” Ian said, relief clear in his voice. Vanessa made a mental note to ask him what had been going down. It had to be pretty bad for him to have asked her for this much of a favor. “Would you like me to get you back to the hotel now? The limo is waiting.”

“Yes, early flight and all,” the Boss said. He stood up and so did the others, causing Celene and Alexis to stop their play. “Ladies, it has been our pleasure,” he said before walking out of the room, followed by his son and the other men. Vanessa waved at Jasper, having not put on her shirt just so that he could stare at her breasts for a little while longer. He winked at her before he left the room.

“I’ll call you.” Ian mouthed before he turned and hurried after them.

Vanessa pulled on her tank top, amused that it was covered in her brother’s cum that she had wiped off her face, as she heard her friends come closer.

“So,” Alexis said, wrapping her arms around Vanessa’s shoulders and pressing her breasts against Vanessa’s back. “How come you never told us your brother has such a gigantic cock. Celene and I would have “one this for a fuck instead of cash if we knew that.”

Celene put her head down on Vanessa’s thigh. “I still might offer to give him a refund if he’d rather pay that way,” she said as Vanessa began playing with her hair.

“He’s so boring about sex, I honestly had no idea.” Vanessa admitted. “I thought that since he couldn’t keep a girlfriend, it was teeny-tiny.”

Celene nodded understandingly.

“How’d it feel to have him fuck your mouth? I bet you wish he’d done your pussy.” Alexis said, wrapping her legs around so that she was pressed up even harder against Vanessa’s back. Vanessa felt her friend’s cum soaked cunt pressed against her lower back.

“Her ass,” Celene put in. “You know how Nessie likes anal sex.”

“He’s my big brother!” Vanessa said and her friends giggled at the word ‘big’.”

“Who gives a shit? He’s hot!” Alexis said finally.

“And if he’s really boring and doesn’t know anything, you can teach him right,” Celene chimed in. “So many guys learn to do it wrong. I think it’s your sisterly duty to show him the right way to fuck.”

“As your friends, we’d help,” said Alexis.

“Of course!” Celene nodded, nearly purring as Vanessa scratched her head.

“First, lets see if he can ever talk to me again.” Vanessa said. She was a little worried that he would try and hide from her. Or that he would start apologizing without listening to what she had to say. Or that he would be completely disgusted that she wanted to repeat the experience. Though, if he dared call her sick because of it, she could point out that he’d been turned on by watching her having sex with two men she’d never met before.

Vanessa grinned.

Ian had said that he would owe her one for this. Now she just had to think of the best way to collect.

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Saturday morning Patti woke up, she rolled over and watched Ted sleeping so peacefully. He had had a tough week at work so she was going to let him sleep in. Quietly slipping out of bed she headed for the shower. Once in the shower she let the hot water cascade over her body, she reached for the body wash and soaped up. She rubbed the soap all over her arms, shoulders, neck. Patti felt the soap suds running down between her breasts. “Mmmm.” she moaned as she reached for her nipples pinching and twisting them making them hard. She had just planned on taking a quick shower and then going downstairs and starting breakfast. Now she wanted to play and make herself cum. She rubbed and played with her tits. She just couldn’t help herself, she needed to cum. Patti poured body wash on a wash rag and finished washing herself off. She ran the wash rag down her legs and up the insides of her thighs. She couldn’t help but rub her pussy, feeling the soap all over her shaved pussy. “Aahh.” she whimpered as she pushed two fingers inside of herself, fucking herself.

She reached for the detachable shower head and took it down. She aimed the shower head at her pussy, the powerful blast of water hit her clit making it throb. “OMG!.” she moaned as she rubbed her fingers deeper in her pussy. In and out she fucked herself. She was so glad they had bought this shower head, Patti had made herself cum many times with it. The powerful stream of water hitting her clit felt good, she had to hold onto the towel rack just to keep her balance. She finally had to just lie down in the floor of the shower as she brought herself to climax again and again with the pulsating water. She couldn’t get enough, she needed one of her toys and needed it bad. She stood and turned off the shower and she got out. Quickly she dried herself off. Going to the bathroom door she opened it a crack to see if Ted was still asleep, he was, he needed the rest. Patti reached into the cabinet under the sink and grabbed one of her toys a 6 inch dildo.

Patti sat on the toilet and leaned back and reached for her still hard nipples. She pinched them and twisted them until they hurt, as she slid her hand down to her pussy. She could feel her juices, she was so horny. But when wasn’t she horny. Ted always teased her that she was horny 24/7 but he liked her that way.

Taking the six inch dildo she started to lick it with long licks, up and down. Nibbling it all over, slowly working her way to the head. She put the head into her mouth and sucked it, making it wet. Her toys were fun but she would so much rather be sucking Ted’s hard cock. In and out she continued to suck it, taking it a bit deeper each time. Patti spread her legs wide as she could. Getting the dildo wet as she rubbed it over her pussy. “Yesss.” she whispered as she started to push it inside of her. God, she loved to have her pussy full of cock. In and out she pushed that cock deeper and deeper.

Ted woke up and turned over reaching for Patti, she was up early he thought. They usually tried to sleep in on Saturdays. He noticed the bathroom door was closed maybe she was taking a shower.

Lying there trying tuzla escort to wake up he heard noises coming from the bathroom. Getting up he decided to check on her, making sure she was okay.

Opening the door a crack Ted saw her sitting on the toilet fucking herself with one of her toys.

She looked like she was enjoying herself. He just stood there and watched as he rubbed his crotch, feeling the beginnings of a hard on. He did love to watch her bring herself off. She hadn’t seen him, he continued to watch her. Patti tugged and pulled on her hard nipples with one hand as she pushed that cock inside of her. “Mmmmm, oh yes.” she moaned as she pushed that dildo in and out.

“Fuck!” Ted whispered hoping she didn’t hear him, he wanted to watch the show. He watched as she she took that cock out, licked and sucked on it making it wet. He could hear the sucking noises she made as she sucked on it. He watched as she put one foot up on the cabinet in front of her. Sitting like this it opened up her pussy. Ted could see her juices pouring out of her slit. Patti rubbed the dildo across her clit again, moaning as she did.

“I need to get fucked so bad.” she said aloud as she reached down and slid two fingers inside of her wet pussy. She brought her wet fingers to her mouth and licked her juices from her fingers. “Mmmmm.” she moaned trying to be quiet, she didn’t want to wake him up.

Ted reached into his boxers and stroked his cock. “Bet your pussy taste so good baby.” he thought as he watched her play. She spread her pussy open wide and pushed that cock inside of her.

He just watched as she pleasured herself, he didn’t know how long he could hold out. She had her head thrown back, her eyes closed as she fucked herself. “Do it baby girl.” he thought to himself as she started to fuck herself harder.

Her pussy was on fire she needed to cum again. Patti could tell it was going to be one of those days when she couldn’t get enough. Taking her other hand she reached for her clit, rubbing herself she knew it wouldn’t take her much longer to cum again. “Oh fuck! “She said wanting to cum, slamming her pussy harder. She was out of control, she was moaning and trying to be quiet.

Ted took his boxers off and precum was already leaking from the head of his cock. He felt it run down his cock and over his fingers. Damn, he wanted to fuck her. He continued to watch her as she took that dildo in both hands and rammed her pussy with it. Harder and deeper she fucked herself. Bringing his fingers to his mouth he tasted his precum. “Mmmmm.” he whispered. “Taste so good.” he thought to himself.

“Oh God, yes,yes.” Patti moaned loudly as she suddenly felt herself climax, squirting. The harder she fucked herself the more she squirted all over the floor. “Mmmmm.” she said as she slowed down fucking herself. “Yes, oh fuck yeah.”

Ted watched as she brought herself off, he had seen her squirt before but nothing like that. She giggled, “Looks like I made a mess.” she said dropping the dildo to the floor.

He couldn’t stand it anymore he had to have her, he walked in and just looked at her as he stroked his rock hard cock. tuzla escort bayan “Stand up.” he told her, it wasn’t a request, it was an order. “Bend over the sink.”

Patti stood up on shaky legs. She did as she was told, bending over the sink she watched in the mirror as he walked up behind her and she felt him reach under her and finger her sopping wet pussy. Moaning she felt his fingers slip inside of her. “Aaahhh.” she whispered as she felt his touch. Holding onto the sink she waited for him.

“I’m going to fuck you.” he told her as he took his hand away and brought his fingers to his mouth tasting her sweet pussy.

“Please?” she asked him, looking at him in the mirror.

“Ssshhh.” he replied as he bent over and kissed the back of her neck. “You are such a hot slut.” he whispered as he rubbed his hard cock up and down her pussy lips. “Take it, take my cock.” he told her as he pushed his cock inside of her with one hard thrust. Damn she was so wet but still so fucking tight. Just like the first time they had fucked. He would never forget the feeling of his cock entering her for the very first time. Reaching around her he grabbed her tits and caressed and rubbed them as he fucked her. Pulling on her nipples, he loved how hard they always got. “Spread your legs wider.” he ordered her as he fucked her slow and steady. He knew she loved to be fucked from behind.

She did as she was told, she loved when he ordered her, told her what to do. “Ooohh, ummm.” she moaned as he fucked her.

“That was so hot baby watching you bring yourself off like that.” he told her as he pinched her nipples harder, he loved to hear her moan when he played with her tits. Ted knew it wasn’t going to take him long to cum. She had gotten him so worked up, “Fuck you’re so tight.” he moaned speeding up his thrusts, pounding into her.

“Fuck me!” she whispered as he rammed her pussy hard. “Make me your slut.”

“Oh you are MY SLUT and only mine.” he told her as he grabbed her by her hips and slammed his cock into her. In and out making her take his dick.

This is feeling so good she thought as she reached under her and rubbed her clit. She loved the thought that he had watched her bringing herself off. She liked to be watched as she came it made her so hot.

Ted suddenly pulled out of her and turned her around. “On your knees slut.” he said looking down at her. “Suck me.”

Patti went to her knees and reached for his cock, stroking him, feeling how hard his cock was. She looked up at him. She bent down and licked his balls, gently taking them into her mouth she sucked on them.

“Aahhh, yeah.” he said as he looked down at her, he did like to watch her sucking his balls into her wet mouth. “Suck Daddy real good baby.” he told her running his hands through her hair.

She continued to suck his balls, stroking his cock. He tugged on her hair, he looked down at her, watching as she sucked his balls. Precum was running down his shaft as she jacked his cock at the same time.

“Mmmm.” she said as she tasted it, she sucked all of the precum leaking out of his cock. She loved the taste. “So good.” escort tuzla she thought as she swallowed it all.

“Don’t stop.” he told her as he pushed his cock deeper into her hot, wet, mouth. “Do it, make me cum.” he ordered her as he held the back of her head. “no hands.” he said watching her.

Patti reached up and held onto Ted’s waist as he fucked her mouth. She couldn’t get enough of him, couldn’t get enough of his cock. “Fuck my slut mouth.” she thought as she took his cock as deep as she could.

In and out he fucked her mouth, pushing his cock as deep as he can he holds it in her mouth, making her deep throat him. She is gasping for air as he pulls away from her. He didn’t mean to get so carried away but it was feeling so good. “Your mouth is the best I have ever had baby.” he tells her as she grasps his dick. Nibbling on the head before she takes it back into her mouth.

“Fuck yeah.” he says as she flicks her tongue all across his cock, teasing his cock head tasting more precum. “Suck me, make me cum.”

Gripping him tightly as she bends down and takes his balls back into her mouth. She loves to make him cum, taste it.

“Awww fuck baby make me cum, I need to cum.” he begs her, he is so close. He needs to give her his cum.

Patti takes her time licking from his balls to the head of his cock, she takes him back into her mouth. She is in heaven having his cock, fucking him with her mouth. In and out she takes him. Putting pressure on his cock she sucks him. He is holding her hair in both hands as she takes his dick. Gently stroking his balls she can feel them tighten up knowing he’s going to cum soon.

“Yeah,yeah, oh fuck.” he moans knowing he’s going to cum. “Mmmm, gonna cum baby.” he tells her as he pulls out of her mouth and pulls her up from the floor.

“Back over the sink,” He tells her as he shoves his cock back into her pussy. “Take it my whore.” he moans as he slams his rock hard cock inside of her tight pussy. “Awww fuck!” Ted exclaims as he pounds her as hard as he can, he knows she loves it.

She loves to get fucked hard and deep. “Use me, please use me.” Patti begs him.

“My baby likes to be used doesn’t she?” he asked her as he feels her pussy walls tighten around his dick. All she can do is nod yes. “Your pussy belongs to me.” he whispers in her ear, “Forever.”

God, she is so tight, he thinks as he fucks her, in and out of her tight little pussy. “Mmmm, yeah baby take my cock take it.” he tells her feeling the cum rising in his balls. “Awwww! Fuck baby!” he exclaims holding her tightly as he buried his dick inside of her. Gives her his cum, filling her pussy. He pulls out of her and Patti turns and kisses him, she goes to her knees and licks and sucks his cum covered cock clean. She looks up at him as she licks the cum from her lips.

“Oh my God, that was great.” he told her as he pulled her to her feet, holding her tight. “Loved it baby.” he said kissing her tenderly. He can taste their mixed cum on her lips.

“Did I wake you?” she asked as he went to turn on the shower.

“Well I woke up and you weren’t beside me.” he said stepping into the shower. “Care to join me?” he asked wanting to shower with her. She stepped into the shower closing the door behind her as he took her back into his arms, he had a feeling it was going to be a hot and horny day.

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The smell of sex still hung in the air. Ricky and Karen sat nude on the couch, slightly sweaty from the past half hour. The porno still played on mute in the background.

“Well…” Ricky trailed off. He wanted to answer her, but couldn’t figure out how, it seemed.

“Oh come on, you were just inside me. You can’t still be shy…?” Karen asked teasingly.

“No… just, do you really wanna hear this?”

“I do.” She nodded enthusiastically.

Ricky thought for a moment. He wasn’t worried about her thinking badly of him–he did not have that many experiences after all—instead he thought she might laugh at him. Even though they had just screwed on the couch, he could not get over the insecure 18 year old that whispered doubts inside of him.

“I’ve had two girlfriends. I have only done everything with one of them.”

“Everything?” Karen asked, wanting details.

Ricky just looked down. “Sarah, my first girlfriend, would je…play with me…”

“You can say jerk off, silly,” Karen said with a smile. She was getting off on his embarrassment. Ricky didn’t know she found it cute as hell.

Ricky nodded. “She would jerk me off, and let me finger her, but that was it.”

“And Kris, the blonde you introduced me too last Spring? The noisy one?” she laughed.

Ricky smiled in embarrassment. So his Mom and Karen had talked about his love life and his Mother had even heard Kris, who sometimes could not keep quiet when they were going at it. He would have to keep her quiet when they screwed in the house from now on. “We have done it all,” he answered.

Karen looked at him skeptically. She was driving at just one point really, to see what he thought about the act. “In the ass?” she asked.

Ricky arched his eyebrows. He had not been expecting that. “No. I guess we never even thought about that.”

Karen just smiled. Now she had something she could really show him. “Well… maybe later. I need a shower and some food.” She slapped him playfully on the leg and stood in front of him, her pussy inches away from his face. But he was looking away from it and down from her. She asked him what was bothering him, though she knew the answer already.

Ricky looked down, would not meet her gaze. This question was hard to ask. “Karen…was this wrong?”

Karen’s look softened for a moment. She looked out the window for a few seconds before asking. “Did it feel wrong? Dirty…?” she drew the last question out.

Ricky knew the honest answer right away. “It wasn’t dirty. It was hot.”

Karen smiled. “You are right there.” She sat back down next to Ricky. He was not as innocent as she had thought, but he was still was a good guy. He needed some reassurance, like many good guys did. “Ricky, all we did was something physical.”

“That’s all?”

“Do you love me or feel any differently about me now?”

“No. I have always liked you; you’re nice and fun. You’re smokin hot. But I don’t have those feelings for you…” To his mind, Ricky felt wrong telling any woman this, afraid to insult her.

Karen let out a mental sigh of relief. She had only worried about that particular complication as she had thought about seducing her nephew over the last few days. Now that she knew he was not ‘falling’ for her, she could treat this as it was. Great sex and nothing more. “Then what we did was only physical. Are you going to feel weird now?”

Ricky thought for a moment. “Not weird…”

“Then what?”

Quietly he said, “I might not be able to control… my eyes.”

Karen smiled big again, genuinely loving her nephew’s discomfort. She leaned over and laid her hand on his cock, which was still hanging well. “Or this?” she asked.

He could only nod in response as his dick jumped at her touch. In a few seconds it was totally hard again. She pulled and tugged lightly, not moving fast enough to do anything but slowly and lightly pleasure him.

“Well, when your Mom is around, you won’t have a choice. No staring, or…this.” She squeezed his cock, which was mostly hard. “I’ll try to help by not making it too…hard for you,” Karen joked as she stroked.

Ricky smiled; glad she was able to be funny despite the awkward situation.

“Other than that,” Karen continued, “we have what, three weeks? And then it won’t matter?”

By then he would be gone, living on campus at a school more than 2,000 miles away. He nodded.

“Good!” Karen said and leaned in to kiss him on the cheek. She gave his hard cock one last squeeze. Even after so many orgasms, a little pre-cum still escaped. She squeezed the drop between her fingers and moved them to her mouth, tasting the liquid like a drop of sauce or batter. “So about that shower…are you gonna make me take it alone?”

“Like hell you will,” Ricky answered.

Karen stood and held her hands out to him. He took them and stood as well, his hard cock brushing against her stomach. She reached down to grab him. Without a word she turned around and led him by the cock out of the room. bursa escort

Ricky loved his Mother’s shower. Part of the master bathroom off her bedroom, it was a tall and spacious area with no tub and three shower heads extending from the walls that made the experience all the more luxurious. The glass doors were slightly faded to make them just see through. Ricky liked it so much he tried to shower in here whenever his Mom was gone or distracted.

Now, he found himself in love with the little room even more. His aunt stood in front of him, enjoying the water with her backside turned to him. He watched as the beads of water flowed down her back to run along her perfect ass. He reached out to touch and stroke her rounded heart shaped cheeks.

She moaned and leaned into his hand as he cupped and caressed her. She even spread her legs a little to allow his hand to sneak farther up and caress her pussy from behind.

She turned around to face him, moving his hands up to just above her hips. “Slow down buddy. I am going first.”

She reached over and grabbed a bottle of his mother’s liquid bath soap. She positioned him with his back against the wall and poured a large dollop into her hands.

Ricky did not have much hair except for on his arms and legs, and at first he wondered how Karen was going to lather the liquid soap. He used bar soap in his own bathroom and never bothered with a sponge or cloth.

She quickly rubbed the soap together in her hands and then went for the hairiest spot on his body to get it lathered. He gasped a little as she worked and rubbed her hands in just his pubic hair, getting the bubbles going. The sensation of her lightly tugging on his hairs woke his cock up for the umpteenth time.

Then Karen gathered the suds and washed him, starting with his head. She lightly and playfully took her time washing Ricky all over the front of his body. When she reached his cock Ricky thought she would take her time, but instead she just lightly washed his erection and balls before moving down to his legs. He wondered what was going on when she ordered, “Turn around.”

Ricky did as commanded and turned his chest to the shower wall. Karen started soaping up his back and slowly worked her way down to his buttocks. This time Ricky thought she would move past the area quickly, but again he was wrong.

She slowly worked her straightened hand along the crack of his ass, seemingly scratching, rubbing and caressing all at the same time. She was cleaning him very thoroughly. She probed and pushed a little at his hole, but not too hard.

Ricky had never had this done to him before. The strongest sensation–like goosebumps mixed with an orgasm all at once–spread throughout his body and actually made him weak in the knees.

Karen giggled a little inside as he drooped in pleasure against the wall. She had guessed correctly this would be totally new to him. So many men shied away from anal pleasure, even when there was no penetration. She found herself surprised and slightly proud that he was relaxing and going with it. Even better, he seemed to really like it. She decided to be brave at that moment, to take it to the next step. She washed him clean of the soap and actually left the shower. For a moment, Ricky panicked, thinking she had now had true doubts about this.

Before he could full out panic, Karen reentered the shower carrying a bottle of unscented baby oil, his mother’s favorite part of the shower. Ricky had never known this of course, but Karen always knew Lisa had a bottle of this around.

Karen turned the shower heads to point away from them for the moment. Karen poured the oil into her hands, quite a lot of it, Ricky thought. She put her hands in the same shape as before, but this time used them to spread the baby oil all over his ass and balls.

Ricky did not know what to think when Karen finally bent down and spread his ass cheeks wide. He just felt too damn good. Just her fingers and hand had been enough to make him squirm three times over inside. Ricky vaguely knew what could be coming and he suddenly did not know how he would react if she stuck a finger up his ass. He prepared a little mentally, but for the third time he was wrong in his assumptions.

Ricky would never be happier to be wrong in his whole life, he thought later.

A soft and wet object touched his sensitive area, curving up and down his clean as a whistle ass crack. The sensation was overwhelming and like nothing he had ever felt before. He turned his head to look a little and saw his aunt on her knees with her face buried in his ass. She was licking him! A porn fan, Ricky had seen this before but thought it was a little to gross to ask Kris to try, and he did not know how he felt about performing the act himself.

Now he knew. It was singularly the greatest sexual sensation he had ever felt.

Ricky moaned loudly as Karen moved one hand around to stroke his cock, the closed fist squeezing between his flesh and the wall. She then moved her tongue bursa escort bayan all the way forward so it was just parting the folds of his anus. She moved it back and forward, licking in and out of her nephew’s tight little hole.

Ricky lasted another 60 seconds before he shot his 6th load of the day against the wall and into Karen’s pumping fist. Karen increased the pace of her licking and stroking as she felt him start to convulse uncontrollably. She even felt one of his feet slip on the floor and instinctively pushed him against the wall so he could keep his balance. The little shove even intensified his orgasm.

He kept his position against the wall for a moment to recover. His entire body tingled, and he had never felt that before, even after the most intense of sessions with Kris. The jet of cum had felt like three orgasms rolled into one. Ricky had never known the sheer physical force of sex could be so intense.

He turned to face his aunt, who was looking at him expectantly.

“Well?” Karen asked, laying her hand on Ricky’s chest, feeling his heart race. “I can feel that…” she said, biting her lip, pleased with herself that she had given him such a good experience.

“Oh my god,” was all Ricky could think to say. Even that came out breathless.

Karen laughed out loud. “I knew you would like that. The first time you get your salad tossed is always a special occasion. Now, every time, you’ll think of me. That’s a nice butt you got there, nephew.”

Ricky knew she was right. He would always think about this. “Is it your turn?” he asked.

She only bit her lip in anticipation as he grabbed the soap. He lathered the bubbles in her pubic hair, as she had done to him. Smiling, he washed her shoulders and chest, marveling at the large C breasts as they folded and slipped in his hands. Karen enjoyed the act; the proof was her slightly dark nipples hardening to their full length. Once the soap was rinsed off, Ricky spent a few glorious seconds sucking and licking those amazing breasts that more than filled his hands.

He finished her front, purposely only lightly washing and touching her pussy, just as she had teased him. Once he had spent a few extra seconds working on her feet (which she loved!) he grabbed her shoulders and forced her to turn around after she tried to hold still a little just to tease him.

She leaned into the wall as he washed her back and crack, making sure it was as clean as could be. After he covered his hands in baby oil, he repeated her earlier hand movements, this time to get Karen lubricated to the max.

She moaned as he spread her cheeks and gasped when he pressed the tip of his tongue against her hole and moved it in a wide circle. He then backed out, just to start her with a tease. He then copied her movements and moved his fingers everywhere along the inside of her thighs from behind. Ricky was alternately dipping his fingers in to her soaking pussy as he got that low. She bent her waist and flexed into his fingers as she writhed against the shower wall.

Then he leaned forward, extending his tongue once again. He traced the crack of her ass–which when clean tasted like nothing at all, he noticed–with his tongue. Up and down he moved, teasing the very edges of her hole every time he passed. He noticed Karen was tensing a bit, eagerly waiting for the moment he would get right down to it.

Ricky finally gave in and began to lick and spread the clean little hole with his tongue. Karen moaned for a long moment once he finally stopped teasing her. He noticed one of her hands moved in front of her body to massage her clit as he moved his tongue around her most sensitive hole.

He continued like this and only pulled himself back right as he felt her about to lose it. Before she could ask him why he was stopping he pressed against her with his finger. Slowly, he began to push and probe against her ass, trying to see how hard it would be to insert is index finger.

Karen felt what was about to happen and almost lost control right then and there. Her nephew was amazing with his tongue and now had seemingly read her mind, knowing she wanted her ass filled and not just teased. She wanted his cock but knew he was likely spent and would settle for his fingers.

He slipped his index finger in halfway. Karen twitched just a little as the digit hit home.

“Is this ok, Karen?” Ricky asked without moving his finger. One of his pornos was titled ‘Assgasm’ and it had been very thorough in how to work-work-work that butt. He knew he had to start gently. Unless Karen turned out to be a freak, that was.

“No, don’t stop! Get to two…” she moaned.

He knew she meant two fingers. He worked his index finger in and out more than 20 slow and steady times before he finally let his middle finger join the fun. There was resistance at first and Karen tensed slightly, but Ricky did not stop. Soon he had both fingers inserted to the hilt, working them in and out of her ass. He slowly moved the fingers of his other escort bursa hand, three of them, inside her pussy, filling her completely.

Karen moaned and groaned loudly. Ricky could see her forearm moving faster and faster as she worked her clitoris. He felt her entire body tense as she started to shake, her orgasm no longer able to contain itself. When she lost full control he stopped his fingers, letting them remain inside her.

When she was still again he slipped them out slowly. They were clean (he had not known what to expect) and only a little greasy from the baby oil. He stood and leaned against his Karen’s back, his half erect cock resting lightly at the top of her ass crack.

“So how was that?” Ricky asked lightly.

“Can’t you tell? Feel.” Karen reached her hand around and grabbed Ricky’s hand. She pulled it around her and laid it against her heart. Ricky could feel the organ pounding like a sledgehammer as her breath tried to keep up with it.

“I guess it was good.”

“You can say that again.” Now Karen turned to face her nephew. “Now have to clean again,” she traced his chest with a finger. They redirected the water and rinsed each other off with only their hands so their skin absorbed some of the rich oil. Finally, Karen said sweetly, “I need some lady time in the bathroom. Why don’t get you get dressed and make us a snack?”

Ricky’s stomach rumbled at the mention of food. He had not realized how hungry he was. “Sure, what do you want?”

“Popcorn with butter and honey!” she said excitedly. It was a favorite of their family, and even Ricky made it well despite his lack of general talent in the kitchen.

His mouth watered. “Your right, that sounds good.”

Karen smiled. “Keep the honey handy. Later tonight, we’ll have desert and have to wash off again.”

Once he dried and dressed, Ricky made the popcorn. The kernels were tossing in the butter and honey when he heard the shower turn off. Once the food was ready, he moved into the living room, putting the popcorn on the coffee table in front of the sofa. Once he sat, he realized how truly exhausted he was. His eyes immediately began to droop and his body relaxed deeply into the soft fabric of the couch.

Ricky was close to sleep before the sound of the phone awoke him. He answered and talked to his Mom for a few minutes. She was having an ok trip and would be home the morning after next. She told him to mind his aunt—he laughed when he really thought about that—and promised they would do something fun the night she got back.

She asked him about Karen, and he for a moment lost his voice. What would she think if she knew? Would she never look at him the same again?

“She is getting out of the shower. We went swimming.” Ricky did not often lie to his Mom, but this one came easily enough. They had been swimming, only earlier than he intimated.

When he hung up, he felt Karen standing behind him in the doorway to the kitchen. Without turning around he said, “Mom says hi. Hopes you are feeling better.”

“How could I not be?” Karen said from behind him. She quickly moved to sit next to him. It was hot, and she was only wearing the bikini bottom and a tank top with no bra. Ricky himself had only put on a pair of gym shorts and a plain white t-shirt.

“Ready for the movie?” Ricky asked.

“You bet, hand me that and let’s see if you make it as good as your Mom,” Karen said as she pointed at the popcorn. She took a giant sticky handful and ate all but one piece. “Yummm,” she said hungrily, her sweet tooth not satisfied quite yet. Grinning, she laid back a little, popping the last piece of popcorn into her belly button. She then looked at Ricky and raised her eyebrows luridly.

Ricky took the hint and bent over, wrapping his lips around her belly button and lightly sucking the popcorn into his mouth. She flinched a little at the sensation. He leaned in to lift her shirt higher and she pushed him back softly.

“Later. We gotta rest up. Besides, I want to watch this movie,” she explained, “or at least all of it until it gets boring.”

Ricky just shrugged and sat back. He was still horny, amazingly, but he could wait. A full day and two more nights remained during which he could to do whatever he wanted with—and to—Karen.

It was about 3:30 pm and a little more than two thirds through the movie when Karen’s phone rang. She looked at the cell and frowned. Ricky knew it was her dickhead husband, the guy he had once called Uncle. She looked at him knowingly before she left the room with the phone. Ricky paused the DVD and went to stand outside for a moment while she got the unpleasantness over.

He couldn’t help but fantasize about fucking her everywhere in the backyard. The diving board, the cool water and even the dirty and dusty shed were not off limits in his mind. His cock bulged in his pants.

Then he heard the back door open and Lisa was looking at him, disappointment plain on her face.

“He wants to get some more of his stuff from the house. I owe him that, at least. I have to go.”

Ricky was disappointed. He had wanted to start pleasing her as soon as the phone call was over so she would forget having to even talk to him. “Want me to come with?” he offered.

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(Hope Branch is a twenty-four year old concert violinist. Out of shyness, she has hid until now her Miss America figure in baggy clothes. The circumstances of her coming out are told in chapters of this story not yet posted.)

Carrying her instrument and bow, Hope maneuvered among the chairs. She heard the orchestra grow quiet as she moved through its ranks. She kept her head down until she reached her seat and then she nodded to the players at either side of her and looked toward the podium where she met the steel gray gaze of Herr Wolfgang Von Haurs-Schmidt. How she wished she hadn’t been late.

“Are we all here? Is it possible we have an orchestra that is here?,” said the conductor and there was a stillness on the stage and then he nodded and Hope took a deep breath and after a pause she began to tune in the rising din. Hope looked up now and then at Herr Haurs-Schmidt who had a pencil out and seemed to be notating the score in front of him and he did not trouble her any further with his dictatorial eyes.

Two hours later, Hope again wended her way through the chairs when she heard her named called.

“Yes?,” she smiled.

“I would see you in the office, please,” said Herr Haurs-Schmidt. Hope glanced around. The other musicians were scurrying off.

“All right.”

“It was fine today,” said the conductor. He was pacing, not looking at the nervous young woman seated before his desk. The door to the office was closed and it was likely by now that the two of them were alone in the building.

“The orchestra was distracted when they saw you, I could see that was so. But the playing afterward was good until the Mahler.”

“I don’t think it had anything to do with me.” Hope, too, had felt the intensity of the rehearsal. She had played rather well herself, she thought.

“It had everything to do with you, Mrs. Branch. Perhaps you don’t understand the complexities of an orchestra, but I understand them. This is why I am here. Today had everything to do with you. Now, I would want to know why you have dressed like this and if you have a mind to dress such as this in the future.”

Hope blushed. “Do you think that I should?”

“It depends, Mrs. Branch. What happened in the third movement of the Mahler?”

“You mean when I dropped my bow?”

“That is what I mean, yes.”

Hope looked at the conductor. “I just dropped it. I’m sorry.”

“Did someone strike you to make you drop it?”

“No, I just dropped it,” Hope lied, not wanting to blame anyone when she knew the conductor was only fishing. He had been looking elsewhere at the time and hadn’t seen the small collision that sent her bow flying.

“Do you want me to think this was an innocent accident, not having of the unconscious motivation to draw attention to yourself?”

“Certainly it was not that.”

“Ah ha! You admit it was not innocent.”

“No! It was completely innocent. I’m saying there was no unconscious motivation as you say to draw attention to myself. Do you think I would do such a thing while the orchestra is playing? I can’t believe you would think that. I wouldn’t do it even if the orchestra wasn’t playing.”

The conductor stopped pacing and faced his young violinist, boring into her with his eyes.

“Do you say that the clothes you are wearing are not intended of a desire to call attention to yourself?”

“No, I didn’t say that. I said…”

“Enough! I know what you said. Until the third movement of the Mahler we had a fine rehearsal but then you dropped your bow and the rehearsal was nothing after that. It was ruined, you see.” The conductor picked up his baton from the desk and smacked it against his palm for emphasis. Hope cringed at the sound.

“I can’t believe you are saying this, Herr Haurs-Schmidt. Just because I dropped my bow…and I didn’t think the rehearsal was ruined. I thought…”

“Silence! And were you not also late for the rehearsal, Mrs. Branch?”

“Well, yes, you see…”

“Don’t tell me what I see, if you please. You were late and you walked alone to your chair with the entire orchestra watching you in your new clothes, yes? And was not this another drawing of attention to yourself?”

“It was not meant that way, I assure you.”

“But it drew the attention. And yet we had a very fine practice. The orchestra was invigorated, I think, at seeing so attractive a member and this showed in the playing until the Mahler. I feel, Mrs. Branch, that it must not happen again this overdoing of the attention getting. I have nothing against the new clothes. They are fine. But you must curb the insolence in the behavior.”

“Herr Haurs-Schmidt, I am appalled you would think I purposely dropped my bow just to attract attention. Or that I came late so the orchestra would look at me. I’m not bursa escort a child.”

“True, you are not a child, Mrs. Branch. You are anything but a child. And I suspect you have not acted deliberately but have acted unconsciously. The question is what shall be done to discipline your subconscious person so we do not have a repeat of this bad behavior. I think perhaps it must be that we shock your subconscious person such there is recognition there.”

Hope reddened. Could the conductor be right? Was it possible the bump had been just an excuse for her to drop her bow?

“Well, how would you do that?”

The conductor sighed and looked at the ceiling, pointing with his baton at the air.

“Now you are asking a sensible question I find. You say in truth you are not a child but you have acted like a child acts at foolish times and it is this foolish childness that is the problem for us. This subconscious person is, in fact, a foolish child, you see. The way we deal with such children in Heidelberg is we spank them, Mrs. Branch. I have in mind, therefore, to spank you with my baton, you see.”

“You must be joking, Herr Haurs-Schmidt.” The nipples came perkily to life in Hope’s white blouse.

The conductor raised his right hand, pointing the baton at the ceiling and then he whipped his arm straight down and the baton lashed against side of the desk with a fearsome whop and Hope realized the baton was not wood as she had assumed but was made of leather!

“I do not joke of such things, Mrs. Branch.”

“I guess not.” The blue eyes were wide.

“STAND UP!!”

Hope rose without speaking.

“Assume the position, Mrs. Branch.” The conductor’s voice was almost gentle.

“I don’t know what you mean.”

“BEND OVER!!!”

Hope looked at the polished desk top. She could see her reflection and that of the conductor behind her. She felt weak except that her nipples weren’t weak and her cunt wasn’t weak. Where was her resistance to this outrage? Perhaps she did deserve a spanking. Mmmmm.

“Oh gosh,” she breathed, going down on the desk. “I’m not doing this because I want to. Please don’t hit me hard.”

Hope felt her skirt being raised. Then the conductor’s hand was on her bottom. She felt the tug of her panties coming down and then the cool air was on her ass and even cooler was the air on her honeyhole. Hope squeezed her eyes shut and waited, her apprehension rising as she remembered the sound when the baton had struck the desk.

WHAP!

“Oh!!” A red welt appeared on one of the perfect white cheeks. Hope opened her eyes in surprise at how wonderfully it hurt and found herself in the dark. Her skirt was over her head.

WHAP!

“Oh!!!”

“Such pretty marks on you,” said the conductor in a pleased voice, and he leaned down and put his lips on the hot lashes while Hope moaned and tried not to squirm. After a moment she felt something near her asshole. She knew what it was. It was of course the tip of that wicked baton!

“Ohhhhhh,” she groaned. The leather tip was inside her now and moving deeper. The conductor was going to fuck her in the asshole with his baton! He was not only going to, he was! How could he?!! She was glad she couldn’t see. She was glad there was nothing she could do but lie against the desk in the dark of her skirt and let the conductor do it to her with his baton. In her asshole; giving her subconscious something to think about the next time she wanted to call attention to herself. She was squirming now, but she couldn’t help it. And she didn’t care. How could she with that thing going in and out of her like a man would, only it wasn’t big enough to be a man and she wished it were just a little bigger. How could she be so immoral? Good God, she was a married woman!

“Mmmmmm, ohhh,” she protested.

“So you like it this way, Mrs. Branch. This is good. Does your husband satisfy you in the asshole?”

“Mmmmm. Nooooo.” She was moving her hips now.

“Ah, then I shall not be trespassing.”

“What?” She heard the zipper and then the baton left her and a much larger presence asserted itself at the entrance to where the baton had been.

“Ohhhh, you can’t fuck me. Oh, you just can’t do that. It’s not right. Ohhh, mmmmm.” Hope lifted her bottom a bit higher. Then she gasped. A man entered her now, just an inch or so, but the man was in her and going farther in, trying to split her, and her cunt was just dying for him to do it, and her nipples were dying for him to do it and her poor little asshole was just going to have to pay the price. And it was all Jack’s fault for never fucking her there!

“Mmmmmmm.” Hope squirmed her bottom, trying to ease the way as best she could, and slowly the cock filled her up, each surge capturing a bit of new territory, until finally the conductor bursa escort bayan was in her to the hilt and his balls slapped against the wifely cunt and bathed there in the heat of it.

“Oh stop, Ohhhhhh,” Hope moaned after the conductor started to hammer her. She wondered if she could have an orgasm without anything being in her cunt and she tried to remember the other times she had been fucked this way except her mind wasn’t working, but other parts were working, they were working perfectly and they told her, yes, an orgasm was on the way. Oh, it was very most definitely on the way!

“Ohhhhh, mmmmmmmm.” Hope pushed the skirt off her head and tried to turn so she could see Herr Haurs-Schmidt fucking her, but the effort was too great, and then she moaned and saw her breath make a cloud on the polished desktop that was hard against her cheek and then she saw the reflection outside the circle of her breath and, moving her head, she saw it was the blurred image of the conductor humping her from above. Then her eyes rolled and she came.

Hope resisted the urge to shift her bottom on the hard chair. In her musical mind, the stinging was counterpoint to the intense tingling which was the central theme. Finally, she took a breath and looked up to meet the gaze that was on her.

“I can’t believe we did that.”

“Yah. Next week, same time, same place, I do it again.

It is healthy for the mind.”

“Herr Haurs-Schmidt, I’m a married woman!”

“Therefore I only service you in your asshole where it is needed, yes?”

“I wish you wouldn’t use that word. ‘Anus’ is better. And you hit me much too hard. It still hurts.” Hope blushed and gave the conductor a small smile to show she wasn’t too awfully angry with him.

“Next time I hit harder, Mrs. Branch. You will get used to it, you see. You will enjoy harder.”

Hope shivered at the thought. “I’m sure you left marks on me.”

“Which will be gone in a day or so. It is superficial only. It is nothing.”

Hope smiled and looked at the floor.

“Well the other thing you did wasn’t superficial,” she reminded him.

“Yah. You still feel that also, I think.”

“I certainly do.”

“Good. That helps with the subconscious. You have a need to be, as one says, taken in that part of your person, Mrs. Branch, and all of the attention calling to yourself is your subconscious acting out with the frustration you have because of not being serviced there. So, you see, I shall assist you in this need that you have for the good of the orchestra and they are two needs which you have, a need for the spanking and a need for the taking. Do not doubt this, Mrs. Branch.”

Hope looked at the conductor, feeling as before the stinging and the tingling and her nipples had hardened again and preened themselves against her stretched bra and her cunt was getting into the act again as well, and Hope sighed an undoubting sigh.

“But I’m married!” she pleaded.

“Therefore, I shall confine myself to the place your husband neglects to visit.”

“You must promise, Herr Haurs-Schmidt.”

“Are you doubting my words to you, Mrs. Branch?”

Hope trembled at the tone of the conductor’s voice.

“Oh, no. I would never doubt you, sir. I was just….oh, I don’t know. I feel so confused.”

“Yah, the clearness of mind comes in a time, and requires work and patience for the achievement. I shall permit an amount of confusion for now and I think we shall progress make in future sessions. I believe there must be many sessions for this.”

Hope nodded and lifted her sensitized bottom from the chair and her blue eyes managed without faltering to meet the conductor’s gaze. If she was going to be a porn queen, she guessed she could endure a little therapy from her conductor.

“I hope not too many,” she smiled and then she blushed and turned to go.

“Have I yet excused you, Mrs. Branch?”

Hope reddened. “Do I need to be excused?”

“Certainly. I am the conductor.” Herr Haurs-Schmidt spoke calmly but Hope could not help noticing the front of the leader’s trousers in which loomed once more the opposite of calm. How could this be possible?

“It desires to see you another time, Mrs. Branch. Please lean yourself against the desk.”

“Oh dear,” said Hope. The tingling was worse than ever. Swallowing, she put her hands on the polished walnut and dropped her chin to her chest and closed her eyes.

“You want to see me there, Herr Haurs-Schmidt?”

“Yah. Bend over, please. It will take only a moment.”

Hope groaned but obeyed and then she felt the conductor arrange her skirt on her back and the air was cool on her thighs and then the conductor’s hands were on her and her panties came down and the air was cool where the panties had been.

“You’re escort bursa just going to look, right?” She didn’t think she could endure anything more.

“This bottom on you is as lovely as your fine playing, Mrs. Branch.”

“Thank you. I wonder which of them you like better,” she said, naughtily and then she heard the sounds of the conductor’s pants coming undone.

Herr Haurs-Schmidt favored her with a rare laugh.

“A man prefers what he can fuck, Mrs. Branch. I imagine it is tender there inside you now.”

“Yes. Oh, please don’t.” The conductor’s hands were on her hips. Then a hand brushed over her and a finger descended into the crack of her ass and glided to her cunt and dipped inside.

“Oh! You said you wouldn’t do that!!”

“Shhhh, Mrs. Branch. You are too hot here. It is unbelievable how hot it is for you in here.”

“Oh, no. Please. I can’t help it if I’m hot there.”

“True.” The conductor gripped Hope’s hips again and his cock found the pouting cuntlips and dove inside.

“OH!!” Hope’s arms gave way dropping her to the desk and she lay against it from the waist up, her warm cheek pressed to the wood and her feet planted on the floor, keeping her ass in the air while Herr Haurs-Schmidt orchestrated from behind.

“Ohhh, mmmmmmm,” said Hope. Without thinking, she began to respond with her hips. Suddenly, the young wife felt grateful to the musician for having understood better than she had her need to be played in her first and still favorite fuckhole. Hope would sort through the implications of this later. Right now she didn’t want to think about them. Her conductor was taking the time to fuck her and she shouldn’t be thinking distracting thoughts even though Herr Haurs-Schmidt was fucking her off limits which he had promised not to do, which she would have to speak to him about of course, but not now, not while the man was in the middle of fucking her. It wasn’t polite, for one thing. She didn’t know what Herr Haurs-Schmidt would do if he knew she was trying to think about things while he fucked her. Hope moaned and bit her lip, feeling the hardness of the desk against her cheek and against her tingling tits and feeling that other hardness. Mmmmm, she definitely felt that other hardness and she could tell that pretty soon the other hardness was going to make her cum. Hope turned her head and looked up to reward the conductor with a smile and she did smile and then she blinked and her mouth fell open and her tongue appeared and curled above her upper hip and her eyes closed and opened and closed again and her mouth slackened and she panted through it and all the time her face remained uplifted toward the man fucking her and then she felt the craning in her neck and she dropped her head and then she wiggled and squirmed under the relentless humping, partly to assist her conductor and partly because she couldn’t help it.

To Hope’s dismay, the conductor came before she did and for a moment the sweet wife was afraid her orgasm wouldn’t arrive in time. Luckily, Herr Haurs-Schmidt was his masterful self and the spurting ignited Hope’s fuckhole and she shuddered all over and her orgasm was even better than before and as the last of it passed through her and she heard her own moaning, Hope realized that future sessions with Herr Haurs-Schmidt would not be encumbered by vain restrictions any more than this one finally had been. No, Herr Haurs-Schmidt would fuck her as he pleased and no doubt he would spank her as well for her various misbehaviors which would be very small misbehaviors of course, but would deserve many hard spankings nevertheless. In fairness, Hope’s thinking at this moment was influenced by the fact that the big baton still ruled her, softening in her cream filled hole yet retaining a requisite rigidity and Hope squirmed brazenly, resigned to be fucked again if the conductor had it in him. Herr Haurs-Schmidt was given instead to a long ending, which Hope might have guessed given the man’s penchant for late Romantics, she thought, realizing he had finished with her.

“Well, can I go now?” Hope stood in her rumpled skirt, smiling self consciously as she met Herr Haurs-Schmidt’s gaze. Her lipstick was gone. What she hadn’t smudged on the desk, her tongue had removed. She was feeling some small relief they hadn’t fucked a third time.

“Yah.”

“Why did you…fuck me…there after you said you wouldn’t?”

“Is this a problem for you, Mrs. Branch?”

“I didn’t say it was, necessarily. I just asked you why you did it. You weren’t supposed to.”

“Who knows the why of things, Mrs. Branch. How is it explained why one note is right and all others are wrong, why a singular change in the tempo is right and only that. When Bach or Mozart shows us this, do we ask why it is so. No, we experience the rightness of what we see, of what we hear and we delight in that rightness. Don’t ask this foolishness, Mrs. Branch. You have experienced the rightness, have you not? Let it go at this.”

Hope nodded and sighed.

“Yes sir,” she said.

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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

—–

Steve and Tom are twin brothers. Steve and Grace, Tom’s wife, don’t get along well at all. In fact, they can’t stand one another. Steve can’t understand what would bring Grace to his bachelor pad alone. He’s about to find out and none of their lives will be the same.

—–

Author’s note: This is a short story of only one chapter. I wondered to myself, as an author, if I could write a story that made the title “Honorable Infidelity” work. I also wanted to see if I could write a sex scene between two people that don’t like one another. This is that story.

—–

The doorbell chimed cheerily. I frowned at the front door. It was after 10 PM – a bit late for company.

I clicked off the TV and dropped the remote onto the couch. When I took peek through the peep-hole I cursed under my breath. Standing in the hall outside my apartment was my sister-in-law, Grace. What the hell did she want? The two of us could barely tolerate one another with my twin brother, Tom, playing referee. I couldn’t imagine why she’d think I’d want to see her.

She knocked on the door insistently. “I can see you, Steve. Don’t try and pretend you’re not home. This is important. Open up.”

I sighed and unlocked the door. Without a “by your leave” she breezed in like she owned the place.

“Come on in,” I said to her back as she marched into the living room. “Make yourself at home, why don’t you?”

She proceeded to do just that, sitting down on the love seat and crossing her legs. Her eyes shot a disapproving look at me that I shrugged off.

I smiled wryly at my own wit and sat back down on the couch. I could see what attracted Tom’s interest in her. She was a beautiful woman. What I couldn’t fathom was why he actually loved this shrew. Not that it mattered. After all, you can’t choose your in-laws. And the law frowns if you kill them.

Grace saw my smile, closed her eyes for a moment and shook her head. She opened them and stared at me. “Look,” she started. “You don’t like me. That’s fine. I don’t like you, either. But for once in your tedious life I need you to try to be serious, if you can,” she said. “If I’d had any other options I would never have come here to talk with you.”

I had no idea what she was talking about, but her words stung. “You without a plan of action?” I was able to keep the sarcasm out of my voice, but it was only a near miss. “I find that hard to believe. You always know what to do when it comes to looking out for yourself.” From experience, I knew that anger and sarcasm didn’t faze Grace a whit. Being calm and sounding objective was the quickest way to cut her.

“This is about Tom,” she said, ignoring my jab.

Grace never let me have the uncontested last word, and my snippy comment should have made her go off like a rocket. That she ignored it sobered me a little. That she was bothered about something concerning Tom flat out scared me. I loved my brother and, as much as I detested his wife, I knew she loved him without reservation.

“What about Tom?” I asked warily.

“I’m worried about him,” she admitted her tone almost daring me to deny her words. “Something happened, and I’m willing to bet money he hasn’t told you about it.” There was a definite challenge in her voice. This was one of the things I hated most about Grace. Every interaction with her was a contest to prove who was superior.

I couldn’t really condemn her for it, since I went out of my way to push her right back. Tom said the problem was that we were too much alike. He wouldn’t take it back even after I tossed his ass into the pool behind his house.

I thought about the last few times I’d spoken to him. He hadn’t mentioned anything earthshaking. He certainly hadn’t mentioned anything serious enough to cause Grace to come here without him. Unwillingly, I nodded. “He hasn’t mentioned any bad news, unless you count your wedding anniversary next month. He thinks we should celebrate. Whoop-ti-do.” I swirled my finger in the air.

She rolled her eyes. “Jesus! What’s with you? Grow up, for Christ’s sake. No, it’s not our anniversary. He’s depressed over something serious.”

Now that she mentioned it, he had sounded down the last time I’d talked with him. I concentrated and tried to recall the phone call without much luck. It had been a couple of weeks since I’d seen him in person. That wasn’t normal, either.

“Okay,” I said. “For Tom I’ll call a truce. Tell me.”

What she did next stunned me and ratcheted my anxiety to new heights. Grace opened her purse and pulled out a tissue to wipe her suddenly watering eyes. Her crying in front of me was inconceivable. She’d never done that in the five years that I’d known her. Some women bursa escort used tears as a weapon, but I was convinced Grace thought they made her look weak.

With any other woman I would have tried to comfort her. However, while Grace might stop crying if I touched her, it wouldn’t help her. Well, maybe it would, after she slapped the shit out of me – that might cheer her right up.

Her self-control was too good to let more than a few tears through at a time. She held the tissue in her lap and her expression defied me to make something of them. Wisely, I thought, I chose to decline the offer.

Then she collapsed back into her chair. “I’m afraid. I’m afraid he’s thinking about suicide,” she almost whispered.

At first, her words made no sense to me. “What?” I could hear my voice rising. “That’s the stupidest thing I’ve ever heard!” I snapped.

She shook her head. “No, I’m serious.” Her voice strengthened. “You know we’ve been trying to have a baby for the last year. What you don’t know is that we finally went to a fertility specialist.”

I sat up abruptly. That was news. Tom hadn’t mentioned a thing about it.

“After he tested us both, he said Tom had an abnormally low sperm count, with low mobility,” she said flatly. “Not zero, but low enough to make having children naturally a long shot.”

“How can that be?” I objected. “I’ve donated sperm and my count is just fine. We’re twins. He should be the same.”

Grace rubbed her face tiredly. “Do you remember when he had that bad fever when you were kids? The doctor said that probably did it.”

That was depressing, as badly as Tom wanted children. But to consider killing himself? I still didn’t believe it.

“That’s bad news,” I agreed, “but it’s not the end of the world. There’s always artificial insemination or adoption.”

“I tried telling him that,” she growled in frustration. “He wants to have a child ‘of his own blood.’ Adoption’s out. The doctor told us that because of the low sperm count we might want to consider artificial insemination. That sent Tom into a tailspin. I don’t understand why, either, dammit. He thinks this makes him less of a man or some stupid thing.”

I nodded my head slowly. “Yeah, I can see where that came from. Dad was always bragging to us that having twins proved he was a real man. He said that no real man needed anything other than what God gave him. Tom and I really ate that up when we were kids. If the situation was reversed, I don’t know if I could go through with something like artificial insemination either. Not and keep my self-esteem. But that doesn’t mean he’s suicidal. Maybe depressed, but never suicidal.”

She tensed up, and I got ready for her to tear a strip off me for daring to contradict her. Then she slumped again, a bleak look crossing her face. “He bought a gun.”

I blinked in incomprehension. Tom hated guns. “I find that… hard to believe.”

She nodded in agreement. “So do I. I’d never have found out about it at all if the guy he bought it from hadn’t called and asked how Tom liked it. I tore the house apart while Tom was at work and found it stashed in the garage.”

“Maybe he got it for protection,” I said uncertainly.

Grace raised an eyebrow. “And buried it under a box of computer magazines in the garage?” she asked sardonically. “I don’t think so. I moved it, of course. Then I started going back over his behavior since the last doctor’s visit. I asked him about seeing someone about feeling depressed and that ticked him off. He said he didn’t need a shrink. He said we just needed to keep trying and God would provide.”

“Maybe that’s what he’s thinking,” I said with my best reassuring voice.

“I might’ve let it go before today,” she said with a tone closer to despair than I’d ever heard from her before. “I went grocery shopping and tried to call my friend Lucy when I got home. I hit redial and instead of Lucy I got the suicide hot-line.”

I stood up in alarm. “Shit! We need to get over there right now!”

She shook her head. “He’s not home. When I pulled myself together enough to think, I called David. You know how close those two are. I told him how worried I was without telling him all the details. He came over and dragged Tom off for an impromptu fishing trip. He promised he won’t let Tom out of his sight.”

I sat down reluctantly. “That just puts the problem off. The trouble’s still there. We need to come up with a plan and get him help fast.”

This whole thing had me turned upside-down. I couldn’t imagine life without my brother and I’d do whatever it took to help him, even if it meant moving in with them and watching him every second of the day. Even Grace in my face all that time was better than losing Tom.

Grace took a deep breath. “I’ve thought of a plan. One that will get him out of this corner he’s worked himself into. I need to get pregnant with his baby.”

I tried to follow the thought but I couldn’t figure out where she was going. “I bursa escort bayan thought that was the problem, not the solution.”

“I knew this wasn’t going to be easy,” she muttered, more to herself than me. “Steve, how much do you love Tom?”

“More than anything in this world,” I said without hesitation. It was true, too. Since our parents had passed on, we only had each other. “I’ll do anything for him.”

“You might just have to,” she said cryptically. “I know this is going to be a stretch for that brain of yours, but try to follow along with me.”

I narrowed my eyes at her. Couldn’t she ever be polite? “Maybe if you’d stop jabbering on and just spit out your plan we could move forward.”

She slumped, the fire leaving her eyes. “You’re right, this isn’t about us. This isn’t about what we want or like. This is about doing what we have to do to save the man we both love. We know how stubborn he is. He won’t go into therapy, not even to save his life. We have to work around him and that leaves only one plan, as distasteful as it is, that has an almost perfect chance of making this right. The problem is that neither one of us will be very happy with it.”

“I have no idea what the hell you’re talking about,” I assured her in exasperation. “Just tell me what your plan is.”

Grace licked her lips and I realized that she was nervous. That wasn’t very much like her, either. “I need you to get me pregnant.”

I stared at her in disbelief. “Have you lost your mind? That is the stupidest idea I’ve ever heard!”

The nervousness shifted to anger on her face. “Tom told me all about the hare-brained schemes you’ve cooked up over the years. I’d hold off on calling one of my plans dumb. I realize this is going to be hard for you to understand, but you’re an idiot. You wouldn’t know a good idea if it bit you on the ass.”

Paradoxically, her insults made me relax a little; this Grace I knew how to deal with. “Okay, genius. Explain the brilliance of your plan. Then I’ll tell you why it’ll never work.”

She leaned forward and rested her hands on her knees just below the hem of her black skirt. “You’re identical twins. That means that you have the exact same DNA. Any child you fathered would be Tom’s genetic child just as if he’d gotten me pregnant himself. He’d never know.”

“How do you know he’d never guess? He has contacts all through the medical establishment and word of someone doing the procedure would get back to him. Not to mention the fact that he could hardly miss the whopping payment to the doctor leaving your savings account.”

“I’m not talking about going to a doctor,” she said with a hint of steel in her voice. “I’m talking about doing this the old fashioned way. I checked my temperature before I came over and I’m ovulating tonight. We can do it right here without anyone else knowing.”

That shocked me. “You’d cheat on Tom? You’d violate his trust? If he ever suspected something like that he’d be destroyed worse than he is now. Your marriage would be over.”

“I would think that you’d like that idea,” she snapped.

“You make him happy. I’d never screw with that,” I said in an offended tone. “If he suspected we’d cheated I’d lose him, too, you moron.”

Grace gave me a brilliant smile, and spoke slowly, like she was talking to a little child. “He knows I love him too much to ever have an affair. Under any other circumstances, I’d never even consider sleeping with you. Regardless, I strongly doubt he’d ever suspect us having sex since we can’t stand each other.”

“Then we get to the second problem with your plan,” I said. “You said it earlier: I don’t like you. You don’t like me. What makes you think you can convince me to do something that might make me toss my cookies?”

“You think too much,” she retorted. “The simple question you have to ask yourself is ‘can I make that kind of sacrifice for my brother?’ I asked myself that question and, as disgusting as I find the idea, I can force myself to do it. This is for Tom, and I will do literally anything to save him. Will you?”

I stared at the TV and tried to think this through. How far would I go to save my brother’s life and his happiness? Could I do this? I’d be betraying him. That was worse than the fact it meant I’d have to be intimate with her. I sighed and looked back at her. “I suppose you might be right but I don’t know that we could do this anyway. You don’t turn me on. In fact, you turn me off.”

“Whatever,” she said with a dismissive laugh. “You guys get hard with a light breeze. We don’t even have to take any clothes off. It would be better for me to just bend over the couch so I don’t have to look at you. Unzip and in two minutes you’d be done and I’ll be out of here.”

I laughed. “You’re probably right but it really pisses me off to be talked about like that. Hookers treat their johns better than that. If I do this, I want to see you as uncomfortable as I’ll be. That means doing this right.”

She turned red escort bursa with anger. “Why do you have to be such an asshole? I have no desire to touch you any more than I absolutely have to.”

“And that,” I said with a glare,” is the price you have to pay. I don’t want to do this at all, so if you want to have a child then you need to decide if it’s worth it to you. Take it or leave it.”

We sat in silence for a minute, exchanging glares. She was furious and I knew why. She always got her way in the end. She couldn’t stand someone else one winning. She’d talked herself into this with the thought that I’d jump at the chance of a quickie. What I wanted was to put her through the wringer while I had her over the barrel.

She sighed and looked away. “I don’t really have a choice. Fine.” She dropped her purse on the floor and stood up. “Let’s do this and get it over with so I can go throw up in peace.” She grabbed me by the front of my shirt and pulled me up. She was half a head shorter than me. She looked up at me with hostility.

I didn’t want to kiss her. That was way too personal. I put my hand on the top of her head and pushed down. “Why don’t you see if you can convince my cock to cooperate?”

She swallowed and didn’t bother to hide the look of distaste on her face. “At least that’s better than having to kiss you,” she said, unknowingly following my own train of thought.

“That’s the damn truth,” I agreed.

Grace rolled her eyes and sank to her knees in front of me. Her hands were rough as they unzipped me and pulled my limp cock out.

“Hey,” I said, grabbing her chin. “Not so rough. I’m not into pain and I don’t think you want me to return the favor.”

With an evil smile, she bit my thigh right through my pants. Hard.

I howled in pain and yanked her head back by her hair, earning a gasp and a screech. “Get out. This is bullshit, and I’m not going to play your sick game anymore.”

“No,” she said, suddenly aware she’d gone too far. “I’m sorry. I won’t do that again. Please, don’t make me leave.”

I could see how much begging like that hurt her.

“Okay,” I grumbled. “Though I still doubt you can even get me hard.”

“Ha! That’s rich,” she said derisively. It didn’t take much to get her spirit back. “I can get that lump as hard as it’s ever been. I’m more woman than you’ve ever had or will ever have again.”

She took my cock into her hand more gently and began jacking it slowly. I had to admit that her hand did feel good but I wasn’t about to let her think she was even a quarter as hot as she thought. I thought about her personality and that quickly squashed any arousal. My cock stayed limp in her hand.

With an exasperated sigh, she glared up at me. “You’re doing this on purpose,” she said accusingly. “You think you can fool me into thinking I can’t get even a jerk like you hard? Wrong.” She unbuttoned her blouse quickly and tossed it onto the couch. Her breasts were nice in that frilly black bra, I had to admit. And with her on her knees I was looking right down her cleavage. “Maybe an improvement in the view will help little Peter along to the party.”

“Maybe,” I said with a malicious grin. “Let’s see.” I bent over and unsnapped her bra, allowing her breasts to pop free. I pulled the garment from her reluctant body and tossed it after the blouse. “That looks better.”

Her face was cloudy with outrage. She didn’t like it when I did things to push her further. Good. I grinned as I reached down and cupped her breasts in my hands. Her nipples were not even close to stiff but a few pinches brought an unwilling gasp from Grace and a sudden stiffening to her nubs.

“That’s playing dirty,” she huffed. “But it does seem to have interested Peter just a little. Let’s see if I can get him onboard.” Before I had time to even stand up straight, she opened her mouth and sucked the head of my cock.

Her mouth was like a wet velvet glove and I quickly lost my battle to keep my erection down. As I hardened, I watched her eyes staring at me triumphantly. She was back in control and she knew it. When I was fully hard, she took my length into her mouth and did things with her tongue that felt impossible. Jesus, she gave head better than any woman I’d ever been with. I couldn’t let her humiliate me like this. I pulled her to her feet and stared into her eyes.

She smirked at me. “I think you can take care of business now. Shall we get this over with?”

“I’m not done with foreplay just yet. Hold on to your horses.”

“You’re hardly a horse,” she laughed.

“I’m the same size as your husband so I don’t think you have too much ground to stand on,” I said with a wicked grin. Her smirk turned into a gasp as I bent my head and sucked one of her nipples into my mouth. I ran my tongue across it and nipped it hard with my teeth.

She grabbed my head, but not to pull me away. She forced my mouth down on her breast and then groaned. “That feels good, you bastard. I like having my nipples bitten.”

“You don’t like the idea that your body wants me?” I asked softly with my lips against her breast. “That must piss you off. Too bad I’m going to have you begging me to fuck you before too long.”

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