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Chapter 8 – Bobby

When Bobby came home he was on his own, his mother came home nearly an hour after him at 5.00pm, so he did his study from his uni subjects of the day and waited for his mother. Right on time Ruth came through the front door,

“I’m home,” she called from the front door.

“In here,” called Bobby back to her from the kitchen where he had just finished his study. Ruth walked in to see her son, thinking his voice sounded a little strained.

“You OK,” Ruth asked her son.

“S’pose,” was his reply.

Now she knew there was something wrong with him.

“C’mon, out with,” his mother ordered.

“Out with what,” Bobby asked in all innocence.

“Something is bothering you. You can’t fool your mother,” Ruth replied.

“If I tell you, you will either take it the wrong way or get upset,” was Bobby’s defiant reply.

Taken aback by her son’s response, Ruth was hurt that he didn’t seem to trust her.

“Please Bobby, tell me. I promise not to take it the wrong way or get upset,” she pleaded with her son.

“No, you always take it the wrong way,” insisted Bobby to his mother, and he took on the appearance that ‘he would not be moved’.

Now his mother was really hurt, to think her son would not tell her what was bothering him.

“But you’re such a frump; you never try to be modern like the other mums,” Bobby blurted out, his mother smiled to herself, ‘I knew he would tell me’.

Were as Bobby thought to himself, ‘I had better tell her or I won’t get anywhere’.

“What brought this on,” Ruth demanded of her son, becoming angry and hurt.

“Did you really want me?” Bobby asked his mother, with a determined look on his face.

“Of course I did, why?” Ruth asked, shocked that her son would say such a thing.

“Well some of the other guys say they have a really special relationship with their mums; you know they just love being together, taking care of each other,” Bobby said with an imploring look.

“Don’t you think we have a special relationship,” Ruth asked her son.

“Not like those other guys. Their mums really care about them and for them.

There’s heaps of stuff you won’t let me talk to you about like the other mothers and sons,” Bobby said with a sullen voice.

Ruth was trying to understand what her son was trying to say, she thought she had an idea, but told herself it couldn’t be so.

“What can I do then,” Ruth asked, worried her son thought less of her then his friends did of their mothers.

“Well you can change the cloths you wear for a start, and do you shave?” Bobby asked, already knowing the answer.

“What, my underarms?” Ruth asked.

“Yes,” Bobby said.

“But what for, I don’t go out at all, so what’s the point?” Ruth asked.

“Because I care about how you look. Don’t you want to look good for me?” Bobby pleaded.

“I didn’t think you cared. You know, I’m your mum,” said Ruth.

“Of course I care. You’re a good looking woman and I want to take care of you like the other guys with their mums. We have been on our own for years now, without dad. Can I look after you mum, you know really look after you?” Bobby waited for his mother’s answer.

Ruth now had a very good idea what her son meant and her first reaction was ‘stunned’, but this was quickly replaced by a strange feeling she couldn’t identify and that bothered her a little.

“I just want to think about this for a moment,” Ruth said and walked into her bedroom.

She sat at her dressing table and looked at herself in the mirror. ‘My own son’, she thought, ‘but that was wrong; but the look of hurt on his face’. All because he thought that they didn’t have a relationship like his friends and their mothers. It pained her to think that he felt less loved, ‘but what to do’, she thought. Then it came to her, she would play along and see how it went, that was always her best course of action. Yes, go along with this and like all the other things he had chased in his life, he would forget all about it once he started.

There was the drum kit, and that only lasted one lesson — too much like hard work. Oh, and what about the local rugby league team because his mates played, again too much like hard work. Then of course the numerous pets, which she always had to care for after the first week. No, this was just like all the others, Ruth told herself. After a few hugs, maybe a kiss or two it would be all over, Bobby will have moved on. So she would play along, and anyway she kind of like the idea her son was showing such an interest in her. There was that odd feeling again; that unknown feeling she was sure güvenilir bahis she had had felt before, but couldn’t place it.

Ruth stood up and walked back into the kitchen, Bobby was waiting expectantly for his mother’s answer.

“Ok, but I want to take this a little step at a time,” Ruth told her son. Bobby smiled broadly and the effect it had on her surprised her. She felt excited at the prospect of this new venture with her son, this was a good sign she thought — even if it wasn’t going to last.

“So what’s first,” she asked her son, placing in his hands the direction of where they were going to go together.

“First, your cloths, you’re got a great body and you should be proud of it,” Bobby told his mother.

“Oh come on, it’s not that good,” Ruth scoffed.

“I think it’s great. Very sexy in fact.”

Bobby had never spoken to his mother like this before and it thrilled him, and Ruth felt a similar response. Ruth felt a sense of pride that her son thought of her this way and she blushed — which Bobby noticed with delight.

“Ok so my cloths, but which ones?” Ruth asked, as her mind went straight to her underwear.

“To start with your underwear,” Bobby said and Ruth thought her son had read her mind.

“What’s wrong with them?”

Was all Ruth could think to ask being slightly taken aback by her son’s bluntness and forwardness, but it sent a little shiver through her. He had been thinking about my underwear.

“What’s wrong with them?” Bobby asked dramatically.

“Well there’re too big, the wrong material — it should be sheer, but none are see through,” Bobby stated.

Well the cards are on the table now thought Bobby. All Ruth could do was blush.

“They don’t have to be see through, no one but me sees them,” said Ruth defensively, wondering what her son’s answer to this would be.

Without hesitation Bobby answered his mother,

“But I will be seeing them,” he said.

This could be taken two ways thought Ruth, because he did the washing, but as if guessing his mother’s thought Bobby added,

“And I don’t mean in the wash.”

“What are you wearing now,” Bobby asked his mother, not wanting to let his answer linger with her too long.

“They’re ok,” said his mother.

“Let’s see then,” said Bobby to his mother, “Lift up your skirt and show me your panties,” Bobby commanded his mother.

To her surprise Ruth obeyed her son without hesitation and lifted her shirt to show him her panties, and it excited her. They were big, powder blue and made of very non-see through cotton, beneath her pantyhose.

“See what I mean,” said Bobby as he stared at his mother’s panties, and although they were big and ugly he couldn’t help but stare at them.

His eyes followed the curve of his mother’s tummy down to her pubic mound and he was surprised at how much her curves excited him. Bobby couldn’t believe his mum was showing her son her panties.

“Yes,” came Ruth’s breathless reply, and as she stood there showing her panties to her son, she realized how ugly they were.

Ruth suddenly wanted her son to look at her in revealing, sexy panties and she wanted him to look at her as often as he wanted to.

“Now come here,” Bobby ordered his mother, “but don’t put your skirt down.”

“Ok,” obeyed Ruth in a small voice and walked toward her son, not knowing what to expect as her heart pounded. She came and stood before him, and waited.

“At home I would like you not to wear pantyhose,” Bobby said as he looked at her panties beneath her pantyhose.

“They obscure your feminine contours.”

“Would you like me to take them off now,” Ruth asked her son, feeling her excitement mounting.

“I would love you to take them off in your bedroom, and then come back as you are now,” Bobby said pointing to her mother’s upheld dress.

Ruth turned and went back into her bedroom, quickly removing her pantyhose and wondering what would happen next — she felt alive, like a schoolgirl again. Free of her pantyhose, Ruth walked back into the kitchen; skirt held up so her son could look at her panties, and she walked very deliberately up to Bobby and stood very close in front of him.

“Is that better?” she asked excitedly.

“Much,” her son replied as he once again stared at her panties, and this time he could just make out the contours of his mother’s pussy, but it was still difficult to tell the shape of her pussy lips.

“You really like looking at me don’t you,” Ruth asked her son fascinated by his attentions.

“Oh yes,” Bobby replied enthusiastically.

“What now?” she asked her son.

“Go türkçe bahis out, its late night shopping, and buy the sexiest panties you can find. Come home and take a bath, shave you underarms and the rest, then put your new panties on to show me,” said Bobby without hesitation.

“Shave my legs as well?” asked his mother.

“Yes, and the rest,” said Bobby watching his mother.

“The rest of what?” Ruth asked, but before her son could reply it dawned on her.

“Oh,” she said, “and the rest — really, you would like that?” Ruth could not believe she was asking her son this.

“Yes mum, shave your pussy,” Bobby said very deliberately.

There it was out, he thought, but how would his mother react, had he gone too far?

“My pussy,” asked his mother with a slight grin, she was not offended at all, but some what pleased her son thought so much of her sex — her pussy.

“Yes, that’s the common name now-a-days,” replied Bobby, thrilled at how his mother had taken it.

With that Ruth let her dress go, turned and walked into her bedroom to retrieve her purse and car-keys.

“Be back before you know it,” she called to her son, and with that she left the house.

Bobby was apprehensive that his mother would now have second thoughts and waited a nervous hour while she was away, but he needn’t have worried as Ruth was now totally caught up with the whole change to her relationship with her son.

When Ruth returned Bobby was watching TV in the lounge room, sitting on a couch. Ruth came through the front door a different woman, she was smiling, happy and a little light headed from her many purchases.

“Just wait there,” she told her son. “I will bathe; then there will be a fashion parade,” Ruth promised her son.

Again Bobby waited a nervous 30 minutes when he heard his mother go from the bathroom to her bedroom, a few minutes later she called out to him, “Ready.”

“Yeah,” was her son’s only reply, and Bobby could feel his dick was rock hard already and he hadn’t seen or done a thing yet.

Ruth walked into the lounge and Bobby turned the TV off, he wanted his full attention on his mother. Ruth strode unhesitatingly up to her son; she was wearing a light floral skirt with a blouse — no pantyhose. Ruth stopped very close in front of her son and slowly lifted her skirt to show her new brief, see through panties to her son. Bobby was stunned and he gasped loudly. He could just see his mother’s pussy through her panties and he liked what he saw so far, and she was clean shaven. He could definitely see that his mother’s shaved pussy was bulging in her new panties, and she was beautiful.

“What do you think,” asked Ruth of her son in a husky voice, which told Bobby his mother was enjoying this too.

“Well, how do you feel?” he asked her in return.

“Really nice,” she said.

Bobby reached out his hand and with the tips of his fingers rubbed his mother’s pussy through her panties, and a thrill went through her body and she shivered. Ruth, to her surprise really liked her son caressing her pussy. She knew what society would say, but she was more then prepared to go many more steps with her son, no matter what others might think. Then she had an epiphany; Bobby was her man and she was his woman, and she had never been so sure of anything in her life. Her mind was clear, and she knew this was the right thing for them.

“How do you like the way your pussy looks,” he asked his mother.

“Fantastic and it feels sooo nice,” Ruth replied enthusiastically, “but how do you like it,” she asked expectantly, Ruth found herself hoping that her son liked the look of her pussy, it was now very important to her.

“I can’t help but stare at your pussy and boy do I want to touch you,” Bobby answered his mother, while not taking his eyes from her panties and continuing to gently rub her pussy.

Ruth just loved the way her son touched her pussy and had to tell him.

“I love the way you’re touching my pussy, and you can touch me as often as you like and I mean it,” Ruth gave her son permission.

Bobby now ran his hand down the length of his mother’s pussy over her panties and he could feel and see she was wet. He ran his hand up and down her pussy time and time again, and Ruth spread her legs a little to accommodate her son’s hand on her. After about a minute of rubbing his mother’s pussy, he reached both his hands to her hips and slowly pulled his mother’s panties down to reveal her big, plump pussy. Bobby pulled her panties all the way to the floor, and then he helped her step out of them.

Ruth had wanted with all her heart for her güvenilir bahis siteleri son to pull her panties down and look at her naked, shaven pussy, and she was thrilled as he did it, ‘such a lovely moment between mother and son’, she thought. Ruth really hoped her son liked the look of her pussy, it seemed very important to her and for some reason she knew it always would.

“Do you like the look of my pussy, my darling boy?” Ruth asked expectantly.

“It’s absolutely gorgeous, so big and plump, everything I ever loved in a woman’s pussy. Such beautiful full pussy lips, and so beautifully big,” Bobby commentated on what he saw as way of answering his mother.

“Not too big is it,” Ruth asked concerned. “Oh no, I love big, it’s beautiful,” Bobby replied earnestly, and he lent forward and began to lick his mother’s pussy lips and then her clit.

It was everything Ruth had hoped it would be, and she wanted him to do it over and over again, as often as possible. Her son continued to lick her pussy until she started to buckle under the pleasure. So Bobby maneuvered her onto the couch, where he continued to lick her pussy lips and clip, and Ruth began to climax properly for the first time in her life. His mother’s hips bucked as she climaxed, and Bobby increased the speed of his licking and concentrated on her clit alone. As Ruth groaned, bucked and tried to catch her breath as her first orgasm possessed her whole body, and her son gently pushed a finger between her large pussy lips and wiggled it at the entrance of her love tunnel.

Just when his mother thought her orgasm was about to subside, Bobby’s finger moved through her the entrance to her love tunnel to her G spot, and the pressure he exerted there threw her into the throes of another. Ruth had read of multiple orgasms, but had suspected it was all boast and no substance. Just as his mother gave herself over to a second orgasm, Bobby slid his finger all the way into her love tunnel and she flooded his hand with her cum. He pulled his finger back to her G spot and began to rotate, trying to remember what Daniel had told them of how to please women.

The rotating of her son’s finger in her brought Ruth to a level of pleasure she never though existed. Her pleasure throes were growing stronger as her body bucked, and Bobby found he had a hard time holding on to his mother. Without warning, Bobby slid two fingers of his right hand between his mother’s large pussy lips and started his quick rotate again inside her love tunnel. This was enough to bring Ruth’s second orgasm to its peak, which she held for about 30 seconds and then she slowly came down, and Bobby stopped his fingers rotation in her and withdrew them covered in her cum, as was his hand.

Ruth was spent, but in love with her son like she never thought she would be, and she cuddled him to her on the couch, naked from the waist down with her pussy exposed for her son to look at to his hearts content. Ruth nodded to her pussy and Bobby took the hint — it was his turn. Without a second invitation he pulled his trousers and boxers down around his ankles. Now it was Ruth’s turn to stare, and although she had never been partial to a man’s penis, she found Bobby different. She reached out and grasped his rock hard dick gently, and began to jack him. Bobby just stood there and enjoyed the pleasure, but he knew he would cum fairly soon and took his mother’s hand away.

Ruth understood her son’s actions and spread her legs for him to enter her. Bobby was between her legs in a flash, and she felt his dick pushing against her pussy lips which had closed again. Ruth opened her pussy to her son, and Bobby didn’t disappoint as he slid his dick into his mother. Both sighed as if they had been starving and had just taken their first mouthful of food. It just felt so right for both of them. Bobby thrust slowly into his mother’s love tunnel, to ensure he plumbed her depths — and he did.

Ruth couldn’t believe how fantastic her son’s dick pushing against her cervix, as he filled her completely. Another orgasm was quickly racing through her body, and Bobby could feel his own orgasm about to explode. And explode it did, as he shot his cum into his mother and that was enough to send Ruth to the peak of her third orgasm and she literally screamed as he son made unintelligible noises. They both went rigid and then collapsed.

Bobby rolled of his mother onto the floor. He smiled; mission accomplished, while Ruth smiled knowing she had at last found her man, her lover, her everything. Then she had a lazy thought. Wasn’t she going to take one step at a time, little steps at that, and didn’t she tell herself that her son wouldn’t carry this through? Ruth smiled, so glad there were no little steps one after the other, and her son had been truly focused for once in his life. He had focused on her, and how beautiful it was. Ruth just smiled.

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Mariana looked at herself in the mirror as she was getting dressed. “Was she doing the right thing” she wondered. She looked at her reflection and smiled. She certainly looked the part, she thought. She looked like a whore. Long beautiful brown hair cascaded over her shoulders and down her back. Her hair framed a beautiful face, her Latina features perfectly accented. Full lush lips, the kind of lips made for sucking a cock, were highlighted by a dark red lipstick. Her high cheekbones and almond shaped eyes gave her an exotic look. Her eyes burned with passion, with lust. She was wearing a pink tank top, no bra.

Her firm, full breasts pushed the shirt to its limit. She had chosen pink because she knew that the light color would allow her nipples to almost show through. Her tan skin, with her dark brown nipples could be seen under the thin material of the shirt. She knew that men would look at her and want her beautiful breasts in their hands, in their mouths and wrapped around their hard cocks. She couldn’t resist putting her hands to her breasts and gently rubbing circles around her nipples, making them harden. Her shirt extended half way down her flat stomach, her pierced navel giving testimony to her incredible sensuality.

She wore a black leather mini-skirt, perfect for her hourglass figure. She turned and looked at her perfect ass in the mirror. The mini- skirt, slit to the top of her thigh, the black fishnet stockings with garter belt, and the 4 inch “fuck me” heels all combined to form a picture of feminine, erotic perfection. She knew that men would look at her and need to have her, to ravish her, to possess her. And if she was going to be a whore, she knew that this was the effect she wanted to have.

At 23, Mariana had worked hard all her life. Soon to graduate from a prestigious New England University, her hard work and intelligence had her poised for enormous success. But there was something missing. At home, alone at night, after hours of studying and working to pay the bills, she stroked her perfect body and engaged in her darkest fantasy. She wanted to be a whore. She wanted strange men to crave her, to desire her, to need to fuck her.

As she lay in bed, pinching her hard nipples and stroking her pussy, she dreamed of selling her self, of being the wanton slut that she never dared to be in her real life. Late at night, as she reached orgasm, she dreamed of being a whore, free of all inhibitions, fucking strangers, sucking anonymous cocks, making men scream as they lost themselves in their lust for her. Months in the making, she had finally decided that today would be the day, she would do it, she would be the whore that she had dreamed about being for so long.

As Mariana left her apartment to go to her car, she felt a thrill run down her spine, right to her wet pussy. Driving to that section of town where she knew that the prostitutes frequented, Mariana put her hand under her short skirt, touching her wet, shaved, panty less cunt. She had a small orgasm as she drove, imagining that within an hour, she would be fucking a stranger. When she reached her destination, she first drove slowly past the area where the women were busy trying to lure their next customer. Mariana looked at the whores and knew that none of them were as beautiful or as sexy as she was. Her nipples hardened as she realized that she had reached the point of no return, and hadn’t turned back. She parked her car, and walked back to “Love Lane” as they called it. She found an bahis firmaları empty corner, and stopped, contemplating her next action.

As she was thinking, a car stopped in front of her, the driver opening the passenger side window and leaning over. “Hey beautiful” he said, “Looking for a good time?” He was fat and gross. He looked like he hadn’t bathed in a week. Mariana shook her head in disgust, definitely not what she had in mind. Almost immediately as soon as he pulled away, a beat up sedan that must have been at least 15 years old pulled right in. This time the driver was a young man, maybe 20 years old and looking like one of the local college students. He opened the window and said “Hey baby, how much for a blow job?

Mariana looked at him and saw something in his eyes, something dark. “No thank you, not today” she said.

“Fucking Slut” he screamed and screeched away. She began thinking that this was maybe not a good idea. Her fantasy hadn’t included fat ugly men or young psychopaths. As she looked up, she noticed a new car, gleaming in the sun, coming at her from the opposite direction. As it slowly passed her she saw the driver staring at her, making her feel dizzy. He was older, in his forties. Even from her corner Mariana could see the expensive suit and handsome face of the driver. He looked at her, making her feel naked. She held her breath, “Maybe him” she thought.

But he kept driving past her. She began feeling disappointed as he drove by, but noticed him make a U turn at the next corner. He came back her way, stopping in front of her. The man got out of his car and walked around to her. The first thing that she noticed was his size, he was big, over 6 feet tall and had the look of someone who spent many hours in the gym. Big arms, big shoulders, big chest, he exuded power and strength.

He walked up to Mariana and smiled. “You are the most stunning woman I’ve ever seen” he said, his eyes twinkling, “I would love your company for the afternoon, the night, or the rest of my life if I’m very lucky.”

As soon as he looked at her, Mariana knew he would be the one. She smiled at him and said “I’d be pleased to spend some time with you.” He opened the car door for her, looking at her beautiful legs as she got into the car.

As they pulled away from the curb, he asked her for her name. Without thinking she blurted out “Mariana.” She had intended to give a false name, but was so nervous she’d forgotten completely about doing that. She couldn’t believe she was actually doing this, in the car with a perfect stranger, on her way to fuck him. He told her that he was from New York, in town on business. He’d been feeling lonely, and horny.

A bellman at his hotel had told him about this area and he had decided to check it out. “I had almost given up on the idea” he said. “But then I saw you, an angel, standing there looking like she needed to be rescued.” Mariana felt herself getting wet as he said this, she had to fuck this man! “So,” he said, almost embarrassed, “What will this cost?” For a moment, Mariana couldn’t respond, she hadn’t even thought about the money aspect of what she was about to do. Finally, she said “$100 if you want a blow job, $150 to fuck me and $200 for both.”

He turned to her, his blue eyes piercing her straight down to her pussy. “How about $1000 and you spend the night with me, doing what ever I tell you to do” he said.

Mariana looked at him and said “What exactly does that mean?” He looked back at kaçak iddaa her, his eyes taking in her entire body, her beautiful breasts, her nipples, her legs, her hips, every inch of her.

“It means, I will give you $1000 to spend the night with me, to do WHAT EVER I tell you to do. It means you will be my slut for the evening.” She knew that this man would extend her beyond anything she had ever experienced. She knew he would use every inch of her body for his own pleasure. She knew that nothing would be off limits. She thought about it, she felt a tingle in her cunt that needed release. She looked at him, slowly ran her tongue over her full lips and said “OK, I’m yours, for the night!” He smiled, and put his hand to her head, stroking her lustrous hair. “Good.”

As Mariana looked up, she noticed that they had pulled into the entrance to one of the best hotels in town. As the doorman came to open her door, she couldn’t help but to feel a little naughty. As he pulled the door open, she extended one leg to the ground, keeping it there. She knew that in this position, he could see her pussy, naked and wet. She smiled at him and continued getting out of the car. Her gentleman came around and took her arm. He whispered into her ear “You’re a very naughty girl aren’t you?”

“Uh huh” she purred, starting to enjoy this. He escorted her into the hotel, through the lobby, to the elevator. They entered the elevator, he pushed the button for one of the floors at the top of the hotel, and the doors closed behind them. Alone in the elevator, he put his hand on the back of her head, closed his fingers around her hair and pulled her face to hers. As he looked into her eyes, she saw passion, lust and a raw sexuality that almost made her faint. Looking at her he said “Last chance to back out of this Mariana, otherwise, in two minutes, you will be my slut, my whore, to use however I want. I wont be gentle with you.”

The intensity of his hunger is what Mariana had been seeking for so long. It was what she had dreamed of during all those nights while pleasuring herself. She raised her eyes to his, tilting her head in full submission. His lips met hers, joining as one. She felt his tongue probing her mouth, opening her mouth to allow her entry. As his tongue slipped into her mouth, she felt his hand on her thigh. His fingers trailing up to her now dripping pussy. His fingers found her clitoris and stroked it, making fireworks go off in Mariana’s head. The elevator reach their floor.

He withdrew his hand from her pussy and brought his fingers to his lips. “Mmmmmmmmmmmmm,” he said, tasting her juices “You are delicious Mariana.” They walked down the hall to his room which he opened with a card key. He held the door open for her and she entered the room. It was a beautiful room with a magnificent view of the city. He closed and locked the door. She walked to the dresser to put down her purse. He came from behind her, putting his arms around her waist. He enveloped her in his powerful arms, bring his face to her neck and pulling her tight against him. He inhaled her scent, it was intoxicating. She felt his hard cock nestled in the crack of her ass.

She looked into his reflection in the mirror and felt his eyes, his passion burning into her. He put his mouth to her ear, “What are you?” he whispered into her ear. She felt his hands slid up until he had each of the breasts in his hands. His fingers tightened on her nipples squeezing them, making them stiffen. She knew what he wanted to kaçak bahis hear, but hesitated. The fingers on her nipples grew tighter, sending a current down to her pussy.

“Tell me Mariana” he urged. Still she hesitated. He reached up to the top of her shirt, grasping it in his fist. In one motion he tore the shirt from her body, leaving her naked from the waist up. Still looking at her in the mirror, his hands returned to her breasts, this time pinching them, hard. She gasped, throwing her head back against his chest.

“I’m your slut” she moaned “your whore, your nasty whore fucking whore!”

Bending her forward, against the dresser, he pulled up her skirt. “Ahhhh, Mariana, your ass is exquisite, a true work of art” he said. “SLAPPPP,” she felt his hand come down, hard on her ass, “SLAPPPPP” on her other cheek. “But a true whore must learn to obey, without hesitation” he growled at her. He spanked her again, and again, at least 10 smacks. Mariana felt her pussy getting hotter and hotter, her juices running down her legs. She watch her face as he spanked her, his hand tangled in her hair.

With each smack, the look of animal lust grew. Gone was the honors student, the good girl, the woman who had no time to date. She had been replaced by a possessed woman, a hot, horny slut, who NEEDED to be used by this man, fucked in every hole, treated like a whore!!! His hand rested on her ass, slowly massaging her cheeks. His fingers found her dripping pussy, thrusting deeply into her. First one, then two, then three fingers, driving into her dripping cunt.

He withdrew his fingers from her hole, spreading her juices up and down her cunt, from her asshole to her clit, and back again. He used his fingers to spread her natural lubricant into her asshole, as his fingers penetrated her tight hole she exploded. “AAAAAGGGGGGHHHHHHHH” she screamed, “Ohhhh Goddddd, Ohhhhh Babyyyyy, YES, YES, YESSSSSSSSSSSSSS” as an orgasm stronger than she’s ever experienced wracked her body.

Just as she began to peak, some how, without her having any knowledge as to how, His hard cock found its way deep into her cunt. He pounded into her, going deeper than she had ever thought possible. He thumb plunged deep into her virgin ass as he yanked back on her hair. She looked into the mirror and didn’t recognize the woman she saw. She saw someone completely given up to lust, lost in passion, being fucked like an animal! Her tits swung violently back and forth as he ravaged her.

His cock pistoning in and out of her now swollen cunt, her asshole opened and now thrusting back against his fingers, her head pulled back, the tendons standing out on her beautiful neck. She was out of control. She had never had a true orgasm until that very moment, the kind where every neuron fires at once, all committed to her ultimate pleasure.

“AAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEE” she screamed, “OOOHHHHHH GODDDDD, OOOOHHHHH FUCK, FUCK, FUCK MEEEEEEEEEEE!” Mariana was out of control, she came in wave after wave, each one stronger than the last. He held her in his strong arms, as her body gave out, going limp as her orgasms finally subsided. Every square inch of her body was on fire, tingling and throbbing.

She was barely aware as he carried her effortlessly to the bed, and gently lay her down. He straightened out her arms and legs as she seemed incapable of any movement at all. He finished undressing and got in next to her. He reached under her and rolled her onto him, her head resting on his chest, his arms around her. He inhaled her scent, the musk of their lovemaking still strong. He looked at her, dazzled by her sublime beauty and her elegant sexuality.

“Rest now my love, there will be more, much more very soon.”

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Back when I was in high school, I was told I needed a college education if I was ever going to have the American dream — you know, house in suburbia, wife who is even hotter now than before our 2.5 kids were born, a nice SUV for her, a cool truck for me, golfing, maybe a little boat to use for fishing on weekends, all that shit middle-class kids are told they’ll want when they grow up.

There was one major problem with all of that. I was a decent enough student to get into a good college, but I wasn’t athletic enough to get a sports scholarship, and not quite enough of an achiever in school to get any merit-based help. My folks couldn’t afford to pay for my schooling, and I wasn’t mature enough to consider going to school and working full-time all at once.

So, I did what a lot of kids do. I found a decent-paying job after graduation, planning to work for a year or two, to make enough money to pay for some of my schooling myself. After all, the girl I was in love with, the amazing wife-to-be, wouldn’t want to be saddled with my student loans for years.

One late summer morning, everything changed. I could hear some commotion in the office. Then one of the secretaries came out crying. She looked like she had just witnessed the end of the world.

“Tamara, what’s wrong?” I asked.

“Oh God, Joel, they say there may be thousands dead,” she sobbed.

“What are you talking about?” I asked.

“Go in Sarah’s office. She has a news feed up on her computer. Oh, God, all those people dead!” she wailed as she ran for the ladies’ room.

I had no idea what was going on when I dashed to Sarah’s desk. I got there just in time to see a plane hit the second of the Twin Towers. I stood there, slack-jawed, not quite believing what I was seeing. The news commentators were speculating on the likelihood of two airliners colliding with those two buildings within less than twenty minutes, and very soon, everyone knew we were under attack. The few die-hards who didn’t want to believe it were convinced when we learned about the other planes.

Stunned, I wandered outside for a cigarette. Work was forgotten for the day. Several people were certain that one of the people seen jumping, or falling, from those buildings had been our company president, Mr. Chambers, who had a sales appointment there.

A guy I worked with came outside and leaned heavily against the wall next to me. He lit up a smoke, took a few drags, turned to me, and said, “What now?”

“I have no fucking clue. Shit, does someone want a war?”

“We have to fight them. I’m so mad right now, I just want to go find those sons-of-bitches and cut their hearts out,” he growled.

“Me too. I want to hurt someone like they hurt us,” I agreed.

“Well, I know what I’m going to do,” he said, grinding out his cigarette. “Come with me after work. I’m going to enlist.”

I called my fiancee, and we talked for almost an hour. She knew what I was going to say when I called her. I wasn’t sure what the future would bring, but I was raised to never take shit lying down. I went with my buddy from work and joined the Army.

At one point, I considered becoming a career military man. The life was impossibly hard, but I knew I was doing what needed to be done. I was on a mission to save the world from terrorists, to make America safe.

My glorious military career ended rather suddenly. A roadside bomb killed everyone in the Humvee I was riding in but me. I heard the blast, felt the blast, but didn’t feel anything else for a couple of days. A pretty young nurse with a German accent finally got me to understand that my one leg was gone above the knee, and my other leg ended a few inches below the knee.

I was in a fog. Morphine makes it pretty hard to grasp some concepts, I guess. That same nurse had to read the month-old “Dear John” letter to me five times before I understood that no one was going to be waiting for me when I got home.

That was almost a year ago. Now I wake up in the morning in my apartment, turn off the alarm clock before it can make its awful noise, glance briefly at my Purple Heart, and start getting ready to face the day.

The army changed my life, no question about that. They did the surgeries to patch me up and gave me prostheses and a wheelchair. Better prostheses, ones that may have restored my mobility, would have required more surgery, and I wasn’t sure I was ready for that just yet, so the army helped to pay for the installation of hand controls and other disability modifications in a pick-up truck I bought. Employment? Uh, not so much.

Regardless of all the laws and public service messages out there, the reality is that there are few civilian job openings for a guy whose only military-trained skills are humping tank rounds and driving a big rig, especially since I couldn’t do either of those things any more.

That’s how I wound up responding to an online job posting for holiday season help at the mall. Retail wasn’t exactly the field I had expected to find myself in, but I was sick of bahis firmaları the temp agencies, and I needed to get out of my apartment and re-join the living. I thought there should be plenty of things I could learn to do from my chair.

When I rolled into the mall office for my interview, the personnel manager said, “I’m Ted Haggerty, and you must be Joel Parmer. I’d salute you, but I can’t raise my arm that high any more. Two years in a little cage in a North Viet Nam prison camp pretty much ended that for me. I see on your application that you’re a veteran, too. I know I’m not supposed to ask you this, but we’re just two broken-down old warhorses, here, okay?”

“I’ll tell you whatever you want to know, sir,” I replied.

“Tell me what happened, and how you’re doing,” he said.

“Long story short, third tour of duty in Iraq, roadside bomb, both legs were hamburger and needed to be amputated. From the field hospital they flew me to Germany, and I had more surgery there. I’d need more operations to be able to wear the fancy new-tech prostheses, and I’m just not ready for the pain. The prostheses I have allow me to stand, but I really can’t walk without crutches or handrails. That’s why I usually use my chair in public. I was working to save for college when 9/11 happened. I enlisted, got hurt, honorable medical discharge, been working through temp agencies at odd filing jobs since then. I’m starting college after the holidays, and any money I can earn to prepare for that will help. I’ll do anything I’m capable of, sir.”

“Do you like people?” he asked.

“Generally, yes sir, unless they’re planting bombs.”

“Do you like kids?”

“I don’t have any of my own, sir, and I don’t have any childcare training. Why?”

“Can you stand kids?”

“Yes, sir, I guess I didn’t answer your last question. I like kids, sir, I just don’t have much experience with them.”

“OK, here’s the thing. The mall needs a Santa. You sit in a chair wearing a costume, listen to children say what they want for Christmas, smile for pictures, that’s pretty much it. There’s room in ‘Santa’s Workshop’ to store your chair, and the ‘elves’ can help you if you need it. Here’s the pay scale and the work schedule,” he said, pushing a paper across the desk.

I read what he handed me. The pay was more than I was getting from the temp agency, and the mall employee discount meant I would be able to buy a few gifts for my family along with some stuff I knew I would need to start school.

“How many shifts may I work per week, sir?” I asked.

“You’re the first candidate I’m hiring this year, so you have your pick. Welcome aboard!”

That’s how I came to be wearing a white wig and beard, a “fat suit”, and a red costume.

Every day was different. At least once each morning and each afternoon, a toddler would piss on me or a baby would spit up on my suit, which meant a wardrobe change. The “elves” sometimes helped me with that when we were busy (to keep the line moving), so they all knew my physical limitations. All the women who worked with me as elves were young mothers or college students, and, with me being only twenty-six years old, we jelled pretty quickly into a cohesive team.

Occasionally, some giggly high school girls would come by our stand, and dare each other to sit on Santa’s lap. Sometimes, this would end badly, with a girl looking upset when she felt the straps and hinges on my prostheses pressing into her thigh or butt. The college-age girls were better about it. Most of them seemed to choose to ignore the evidence of my injuries, and a few made sure they wiggled around on my lap until they felt something against their asses that wasn’t made of plastic or metal.

My favorite elf was Sandy, a junior in college, taking a semester off to earn money. Her name fit her, since she had a long mane of wavy, sandy-blond hair. She even had a pixie face, and she looked very nice in her green-and-white striped tights and elf costume. She started work the same day I did, and we immediately hit it off. Sandy had worked as a hospital volunteer in high school, so I wasn’t too shocked when she offered to help me with changing my wet pants. She saw what I looked like in just my underwear, and we came to accept that as part of our working relationship.

It was still early enough in the season that weekdays when school was in session were slow. We had a few babies and toddlers, but the kids old enough to actually tell Santa what gifts they wanted were all in school. For that reason, only Sandy and I worked at “Santa’s Workshop” at those times. One elf was enough to keep the line orderly, while snapping and printing pictures and taking money. In the early afternoon, we would close the stand for our lunch break, since the kiddies were usually home taking naps. Sandy and I got fairly comfortable talking to each other on those boring days.

On an especially slow day, a slutty young woman sat on my lap just before break time. This girl wasn’t dressed to impress. She was dressed to seduce. When she kaçak iddaa sat on my lap, she grabbed my arm and wrapped it around her so her one breast was in my hand. She kept squirming around on my lap trying to get into just the right pose for the camera, and she managed to put a hand on my cock which was growing in my pants. “Oooh, a nice big candy cane,” she murmured in my ear. “Santa, I’ve been a very bad girl this year. Do you know what a bad girl should get for Christmas?” When she was done with her pictures, she scribbled a note and stuck it in my hand, kissed me on the cheek, and swished her ass walking away.

Sandy had already hung up our sign that said, “Ho! Ho! Ho! Working on more toys! Back at 2:00.” She came over to me pushing my chair. “Do you know what a bad girl needs for Christmas?” she giggled, mocking our last customer.

“Knock it off, Sandy,” I laughed.

“Can you say ‘aggressive’? Why didn’t she just wear a sign that says, ‘Looking to get laid’?”

We both laughed like kids as I hauled myself off Santa’s chair and into my own.

“She did answer one question for me, though,” Sandy said.

“What’s that?” I asked.

“Oh, nothing,” Sandy blushed.

“Come on, say it. We’re friends, aren’t we? What was the question?” I persisted.

By this time, we were in a restricted-access hallway, one not open to the public, heading to the employee break room. “Well,” Sandy said, “I’ve seen your injuries,…”

“Yeah,” I said, hoping to draw her out.

“And you’ve told me what happened,…”

“I’m not shy about that. It’s pretty obvious that I’m not the same as I once was. And besides, you’ve helped me change my pants. You’ve seen the worst. So, ask away.”

“But I always sort of wondered, um, well,…”

“What, Sandy?”

“Well, I wondered if you had any damage,… um,… further up. OK, I’ll just say it. I wondered if you still could function as a man. And judging by what I saw when that slut got off your lap, I guess you can.”

“Oh,” I said. She was blushing so hard, her cheeks were redder than her red tunic top. “Yeah, I, um,… yeah, I… I can.”

“Well, that’s good, I guess,” Sandy said. “Do you have a girlfriend?”

“No. I did. I thought we were going to get married. I got a ‘Dear John’ letter when I was in the hospital after I got wounded.”

“She broke up with you because you lost your legs?” Sandy sputtered. “That’s horrible!”

“No, no, she had mailed the letter before I got hurt. It just took a while for the letter to find me. It’s okay, really. It was hard at the time, but, well, you move on.”

“But have you?” she asked.

“I guess. Yes, I have. I had to. A lot of things changed for me in a very short time. You know what they say: ‘What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger.'”

“I guess,” Sandy said. We ate our lunches in silence.

“Joel?” Sandy asked.

“Yeah?”

“Do you ever go out? Do you ever see anyone?”

“Not really,” I said. “It’s kind of a hassle with my chair and fake legs and all.”

“Some people are able to get prostheses that they can do stuff on. I’ve even seen videos of people running on prostheses,” Sandy said.

“They tell me I’d need more surgery on both legs, maybe two procedures on the left leg, to revise the stumps enough to allow me to wear the good stuff, and my benefits won’t cover all of it. Maybe I’ll do it one day, but I’m pretty much done with hospitals and pain for the time being,” I said.

Sandy was quiet for the rest of our break, but just as we were re-opening “Santa’s Workshop,” she said, “What are you doing after work?”

“Going home, I guess.”

“Would you like to stop for a drink?” she asked.

“How about if we grab some dinner, too?” I responded.

“Sounds like fun.”

The afternoon was a lot busier after school let out, and by the time our replacements came in, Sandy and I were both glad to be done for the day. We went to our locker room to change.

When Sandy came out of the building, I was waiting at the curb in my truck. “Get in,” I said. “I’m sorry I’m not gentleman enough to hold your door for you.”

“Oh, don’t be silly,” she said, sliding into the passenger’s bucket seat. “I’m not handicapped, you know.” She suddenly got a shocked, embarrassed look on her face and covered her mouth. “Oh, oh my God, I’m so sorry, Joel. That was awful of me. You must think I’m an insensitive bitch.”

“No, it’s okay, ” I said, reaching over the console to pat her hand. “I’ve heard a lot worse. You wouldn’t believe the number of ‘wooden leg’ jokes I’ve endured, from people who actually think that’s funny. You get used to it. So, where do you want to go? I figured I’d drive. I have trouble getting into some people’s cars.”

“How did you get in here and deal with your chair?” she asked.

“This truck has more than just hand controls,” I said. “As a typical gadget-happy guy, I really like how some of the other modifications work. I’ll show you when we get to wherever you tell me we’re going. Your choice, my treat.”

“Anywhere kaçak bahis is fine,” Sandy said.

“No, really, what are you hungry for? After army food, I can eat anything, especially if it doesn’t have much sand in it.”

We settled on a little country inn, a place we had both heard was casual and reasonably priced, but with excellent food. It didn’t take long to get there, and, amazingly, the handicapped-only parking space was open. Sandy got out and came around to my side to see me playing with a little remote, making the gadgetry in the truck put my chair on the ground and then lower me, so I could slide into it.

“I can push you, if you like,” she said.

“No I’m fine. That’s an easy wheelchair ramp. Hmmm. I might have to ask you to open the door, though” I said.

Sandy dashed around me, opened the door, and motioned me inside. There was an old-fashioned threshold, which I knew I could get over, but the antique doorway was a little too narrow for my chair.

“Damn it, I thought it would fit,” I muttered. Turning to Sandy, I said, “I’m sorry. I guess we’ll have to think of something else.”

“I’ll make us dinner,” Sandy said.

“I don’t want you to have to do that. Let’s just think of somewhere we can go that’s easier for me.”

“How about your place? Do you have a kitchen?”

“Well, sure,” I said.

“Dishes? Forks? Pots and pans?”

“I cook. I don’t use my microwave much. So unless you need the stuff you’ll only find in a cooking-show kitchen, I think there’s enough hardware,” I said.

“Spaghetti and meatballs, salad, and garlic bread?” she asked.

“I have to stop for frozen garlic bread, but I’ve got the rest at home.”

“We need everything, bachelor boy,” Sandy laughed. “This is a girl doing the cooking, so humor me.”

* * * * * * * * * *

Dinner was excellent. We had a good time talking afterward, and we learned a lot about each other. She got to see how I live, and we talked about how I got in this situation. Her grandfather had been a Marine, and had only recently begun talking a little about his experiences in the Viet Nam war, so she knew not to ask me too many questions about my time in the service. Some things you see and do in war time are not that easy to discuss with people who have never experienced it.

I took her back to the mall for her car when it got late, and she gave me a brief peck on the cheek when she got out of my truck. I would have enjoyed a lot more, but decided that could really screw up a budding friendship.

I found myself looking at Sandy a little differently the next day at work. She had always looked good to me, but had she always looked this good? I found myself watching her legs in those silly green-and-white striped tights a little more closely, and I became more aware of the way other parts of her costume hugged the curves of her body. I found myself changing my opinion of Sandy from cute to desirable.

For her part, Sandy seemed a little more comfortable with me, a little more touchy-feely. When young children sat on my lap, Sandy smiled a little more openly as she worked the camera. When teenage girls sat on my lap, she sometimes chuckled when she saw them working their little butts around on me. And when another young woman blatantly rubbed her ass on my crotch, she laughed out loud.

“That one felt more than hard plastic, didn’t she, Santa?” she whispered when the girl sashayed away. “Is Santa horny?”

“Knock it off, Sandy,” I scolded good-naturedly.

Some time later, a toddler’s diaper leaked on my pants leg. Sandy gave the signal to one of our other “elves,” who held up the line so I could have a moment of privacy for a wardrobe change. Sandy, of course, helped me. This time, however, instead of handing me the container of baby wet-wipes so I could clean my thigh, she did it for me.

“I think Santa is horny,” she whispered. She had caught me looking down her top, and she gave me a smile I wasn’t sure I understood. I hadn’t really seen much, just some nice cleavage and a little pale blue lace at the top of her bra. It was enough, though, to have my dick feeling a little warm and thick. I didn’t actually pop a boner, but I was thinking about it.

When we left work that night, Sandy said she was going to do a little shopping, so I said goodbye and went home.

The next day, Sandy said, “I got you a Christmas present. It’s just a little something for you. I’ll give it to you at lunch time.”

“Why, Sandy? You don’t have to give me a Christmas gift.”

“I know. I just saw it when I was shopping yesterday, and I thought it was something you should have.”

We got through our morning and took our lunch break. After we ate, Sandy said, “I’ll be right back. Gotta go get your present from my locker.”

She returned in a moment with a square, flat box, wrapped in green paper with a deep red bow. “Open it,” she said. “No need to wait for Christmas day.”

I pulled off the ribbon and paper and opened the box. Inside was a pair of red boxer shorts with a sprig of mistletoe stenciled on the front, just above the fly opening. “Oh, nice. Thank you,” was what I said. What I thought was, “I should be so lucky, especially with a girl like you, Sandy!”

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Author’s Note: This is a prequel of sorts. It covers Bob’s history and background. After the first few chapters, time starts whizzing by, as decades were covered. I recommend reading the first three Challenge stories as there are Easter Eggs, character cameos, and call backs to them in this story. The characters of Tiffanie and Diane will each have two stories — the first being an interracial one, the second being incest. Keep a lookout for those as Diane’s first story as it may be published by the time this one is — it’ll be under the Former Playboy Playmates series on my story listings page.

Editing thanks go to Todger65.

The Challenge 4: Origins and Revelations

Chapter 1

He was going to take her. After weeks of watching her, studying her, memorizing her daily routine, Robby was going to hunt her down and take her. He didn’t want to do it, deep down, but his animal urges of being stranded with her, had become too much to resist. He hated the island, he hated how long they’ve been stuck there, he hated himself for even entertaining the idea of doing what he was about to do.

Robby watched her undress from his vantage point behind a cluster of palm trees. It was a full moon. The pale light was bouncing off her sweaty skin. She placed what was left of her clothing in a small pile. They were all but tattered rags now, her panties full of holes, her top shredded by a knife to use scraps of it as strings and ties. Robby watched her slowly enter the small pool of water at the base of a small waterfall.

He chastised himself for being turned on; he hated himself when he’d watch her work on the beach during the day, her tanned skin accentuating her musculature that was now visible due to massive weight loss. He would stare at the underside of her breasts and bare tummy while she carried coconuts. He would watch her hips sway when she surfaced from the ocean water with a fresh haul of clams, her light-brown hair slicked back, remnants of her shirt sticking to her skin. After weeks, Robby watched her, each day bringing him closer to taking her.

Masturbation only worked for so long. Robby would sneak off away from camp at night, jerking his cock behind a tree, or in the same pool area he just now watched her wade into. He felt more shame for cumming to thoughts of her. Over time, that shame faded, the desire for a real pussy milking his shaft instead of a hand coming to the forefront of his mind.

Robby’s desires multiplied tenfold when he caught her pleasuring herself one night. She had wandered off from camp and was gone for quite a while. There were no animals on the island that could hunt, kill, and eat a human but Robby thought there might be snakes or, in his most paranoid thoughts, a rat could bite her and infection could follow. He didn’t know for sure. He was concerned and told Cori he’d be back in a little bit.

Robby stopped dead in his tracks when he saw her, naked, in the pool, the small waterfall behind her, furiously rubbing her clit, moaning into the night. She was beautiful. Robby nearly came in his own tattered shorts, when he watched her turn around, thrust her hips forward, allowing the surging water to crash down on her pussy. It was nature’s own high-powered shower nozzle. He watched her shake and buck her hips, while holding on to vines on each side of the waterfall as the flowing water lapped at her pussy, causing her to scream out in orgasmic bliss, becoming one with nature.

The instant his hand grabbed his throbbing bulge, he ejaculated. After seeing that beautiful display, he started watching, planning and deciding when to take her. Robby considered the risks, thinking that maybe she’d understand given their situation on the island.

Watching her bathe, running the water through her hair, over her medium-sized breasts, and over her hips, he began getting aroused. Robby watched her turn to the waterfall, her lover, and smile, extending her hand to it, considering on making love to it once more. So many nights on their three months on the island, the flowing water of that little waterfall, unknowingly brought her so many orgasms. Tonight though, she decided not to treat it to her body. Slinking out of the water, as clean as a soap-free bath could get a person, he made his move.

It was his 18th birthday and this would be his present to himself.

****

Robby looked back toward camp and then around him to make sure Cori wasn’t near. He pulled off his tattered shirt and shorts and rushed to her, grabbing her tightly from behind, and as gently as possible guided her to the sandy ground.

She cried out, startled by him, “Robby!”

The side of her face in the sand, she tried pushing herself up and him off her, but he was too strong. He flipped her over on her back, “Robby! What are you doing?!?” Her were arms flailing, attempting to push him away, his face wrought with hunger and desperation.

As soon as she figured out what he was doing, feeling a hard cock against her tummy, as he bahis firmaları struggled to move downward to enter her, she relaxed slightly. “Robby, no. No. Don’t do this,” she pleaded in a stern manner, her legs attempting to push him off at his hips.

“Robby, no!” She said again sternly. Robby managed to push her legs apart and slam himself down. “Robby, you don’t need to do this,” she said, almost calmly.

His head was resting on her shoulder, his hips thrusting away, trying to find a way in to her, “Robby please.”

She was struggling, moving from side to side, her legs unable to push his weight off her. Robby found his way in; finally, he pushed in all the way, listening to her groan. “No!” she cried out.

Robby pinned her hands down, and was thrusting away manically with no order or pattern. He peered into her eyes, his own eyes apologizing for doing this, for taking her. She looked at his eyes, her face wincing from discomfort, her eyes not showing anger but sadness and empathy.

When it was done, Robby filled her with semen, collapsing on top of her. They began crying. He was crying because they were still stuck on the island with no idea of when, or if, rescue would arrive. He was also crying because of the overwhelming guilt that now flooded him.

“I’m sorry, I’m so sorry,” He pleaded in between sobs.

She sniffed, her body relaxing, her hands running through his blonde hair. “Shhh, it’s ok,” she sighed. She let him do this; she could’ve resisted more, but chose to allow it to happen.

Robby sobbed uncontrollably at his actions, he did not suspect the guilt would be this bad, “Please forgive me.”

“Robby, just stop, it’s ok. Alright, just relax,” She comforted him, her hands trailing down his back.

Robby sniffed a few more times, propping himself up on his elbows, looking down into her loving eyes, “It just came over me, and we’ve been here so long, and I — “

“Robby, enough, it’s fine,” She said, caressing his face. “It’s over and done with.”

“I’m sorry mom,” Robby said, calming down, his breathing returning to normal.

Chapter 2

Robby’s Aunt Cori greeted them when they returned to camp, “Where’d you two go?”

“Went for a walk,” Robby’s mother, Karen, answered before Robby could say anything.

“Ok, well there’s some of that fish left if you two want to split it,” Cori nodded in the direction of the large fish they had captured. It was rare, but a beautiful thing. In the three months they’ve been there, they’ve managed to catch maybe five good sized fish to cook up. Coconuts, clams, oysters, and an occasional trapped lizard usually consisted of their meals.

Karen sat next to Robby on the log by the fire, her arms entwined in his. He took a couple bites and offered it to her. Opening her mouth, he slid a piece in, her lips tracing his finger. Sitting by the fire, stoking it, putting more wood on it, Robby calmed down. He shook his head at their situation.

“Mom, I’m — ” he whispered before being interrupted. Cori had fallen asleep.

“Robby, I said forget it. It happened, it’s done. Alright?” Karen whispered back, leaning her head on his shoulder.

“I’m sorry if I hurt you,” Robby sighed.

“It was a little uncomfortable,” Karen said, patting his forearm. “Don’t worry about it.”

Robby’s risk paid off, his mother wasn’t too angry, she understood, knowing his teenage hormones pushed him over the edge.

A couple hours later, Robby began getting sleepy, his eyes heavy. He felt his mother slip out from under his arm. He lowered his head to his knee, resting it on his forearm. He a few moments later, just before sleep began to take him, he heard his mother clear her throat from somewhere behind him.

Robby turned to the direction of the sound behind to see his mother nude, the light from the fire illuminating her skin. “Robby, let’s go back to the pool.”

They became one with the water, one with each other, mother and son giving everything to each other. Robby stood in the shallow pool, his mother’s legs wrapped around his waist, the waterfall behind them. He pumped upward, slamming into her, grunting as he worked. Karen moaned, her mouth hanging open, her hands clasped behind Robby’s neck. Peering into each other’s eyes, they climaxed together this time.

Karen slowly turned to her former lover, the waterfall; as if to tell it she had a new lover, a human this time. Her orgasm built up, surging through her spine, her arms wrapping around Robby, pulling herself against him.

Night after night, they met after Cori went to sleep. Night after night, in the pool, making love, the jealous pussy-licking waterfall, watching on silently. After a week, their love making sessions included a morning bath, another week, and Robby mounted her from behind while she held on tightly to a coconut tree, both shaded from the burning noon sun.

It was only a matter of time on that little deserted island that Aunt Cori would discover them.

****

Cori kaçak iddaa and Karen slammed Robby against the waterfall, attacking him with kisses, licks, and sucks. It had been three days since Cori found her sister and nephew in the throes of passion. Getting back to camp before they did, she waited. When they finally arrived, Cori stood, removed her ragged clothing and presented herself to them, silently asking them to be part of their new relationship. Karen and Robby stood, not saying a word, and removed their own clothes. The three of them had been naked ever since.

Robby was exhausted, pleasuring both women every chance he got. Gathering wood, coconuts, and clams took longer due to having to stop to tend to one of the women’s needs. He loved it.

A few weeks passed, Robbie sat at the camp one night, watching his mother and aunt. They stood facing each other, holding hands, their bodies nearly silhouettes due to the fire behind them.

Robbie watched them become one that night. He moaned as their first kiss ended, their tongues recoiling slowly back into their mouths, leaving a string of sparkling, fire lit saliva between them.

The two sisters went at it for hours, exploring each other’s bodies, grinding their pussies together, ending their session by swallowing Robby’s seed after a lengthy blow job. Robby smiled, looking to the starry sky, while his mother and aunt, kissed once more, sharing his semen.

Robby was the king of that island, his mother and aunt, his queens. He hoped they would never get rescued.

Chapter 3

Six months since the pilot in one of Robby’s father’s private planes had a heart attack during flight, his arm banging the control wheel, changing its course during his death throes, inadvertently guiding them into a south Pacific storm. Robbie, recalling flight lessons his wealthy father purchased for him was able to crash the plane on a nearby island, without causing any injuries or death.

The three lone survivors walked along the beach, watching the sun set in the distance. They were naked as usual, holding hands, and chatting about old times before the crash. The feeling of euphoria Robbie was feeling by holding his mother’s hand to his right, and his aunt’s to his left, was brought to a deep low when his mother spoke next after a pause in the conversation.

“You know Robby,” She sighed, turning to face him, “If we ever leave this place, we can’t continue what we’ve been doing.”

“What?” Robby asked.

“I think you know what I’m talking about. The three of us, here, alone, this relationship we’ve had. It can’t continue if we are found. I’m married. Your father, he could never know about this.”

“I thought we liked it,” Robby said, turning to his aunt, “right?” Cori smiled and nodded politely.

“We do like it. But it’s wrong, it’s not natural. We’re just scratching an itch by doing this,” his mother explained.

“Well can’t we keep it a secret? We don’t have to stop, let’s just keep it a secret you know?” Robby pleaded, his voice trembling.

“No, Robby,” his mother sternly said. Cori slowly nodded in agreement.

“But — “

“Don’t make this difficult. I know you know it’s wrong. We all do. It’s fun for here, but it can’t continue back home,” Karen said.

“Robby, we may not ever get off this island, so who knows. It could be years. You might be sick of us by then,” Cori laughed, Karen’s younger sister attempting to dispel the tension.

“Yeah, I guess,” Robby sighed once more. His mother took his hand, his aunt never letting the other go, and they continued their walk.

****

A week later, Robby’s worst nightmare came to fruition. He had been ferociously feasting upon their pussies, when, after their climaxes, they pushed him down on the beach, mutually jacking off his cock, while their tongues entered his mouth. Karen heard the plane first. She ended her kiss, her saliva hanging off her chin into Robby’s mouth, Cori sucking it off her sister’s chin.

“What is it?” Robby asked, sitting up, his aunt kissing her way down his body.

Karen said nothing, immediately standing, sprinting back to camp, searching through the salvaged survivor kit. “What is it?” Robby yelled.

Cori was moaning, slobbering all over his cock, Robby watching his mother sprint back to him, handing him a flare.

“Get off him!” She yelled at Cori, pushing her away, her drool covered chin dripping saliva onto her breasts.

Karen pointing to the distance, “Go!”

Robby hesitated, knowing what was happening, but not wanting to follow their plans. He wanted it to fail. Shaking his head he listened to his mother and sprinted off to the other direction, 50 yards away at the end of their section of beach. Karen sprinted back to camp and shot off her flare, waiting for Robby to do this same for his.

“Do it!” She yelled, waving her arms at her son. “Now!”

Cori was with Karen now. She didn’t want their time to end either. Robby looked to the flare, kaçak bahis shaking his head, he wanted to stay a king forever. He couldn’t do it.

“Robby! Now!” Karen screamed at him from the camp. Cori looked on, tears filling her eyes.

The plane got closer, Robby wasn’t sure it saw the original flare; hence their back up plan to shoot them off in two different locations not far from each other, in hopes it would cover more visual ground. He thought about his 35 year old island queen, his mother, his time with her ending. He looked at his 30 year old, younger queen, his aunt. She was on her knees, crying, not wanting this to end either, but knew it had too.

“Do it!” Karen screamed, starting to sprint toward him. Robby looked to the sky, the plan much closer now, and decided to the right thing.

****

Cori rested her head on her nephew’s shoulder, sitting across from Karen. They were in their tattered clothes once more. Karen and Robby stared at each other from across the loud plane, angry at each other, but each for different reasons; Robby, because their erotic lifestyle was over, and his mother because Robby nearly failed to follow through with their flare plan. In Karen’s eagerness, she fired her flare too early; Robbie fired his just in time. If he had hesitated the plane might’ve flown by, leaving them both as failures.

In the decades that followed, he knew that if he did fail to act and they were stranded longer, their sexual escapades might’ve ended due to resentment on his mother’s part. On the plane ride back home, young Robby, accepted his fate, but it didn’t mean he wouldn’t try to take her again.

Chapter 4

She slapped him hard. Robby was shocked. It was two weeks upon their return, Robby tried to hug her from behind, placing his hands on her stomach, over her dress.

“Mom, I — “

“Don’t touch me!” she sneered.

“I was just going — “

“I’m pregnant,” Karen started tearing up. “You piece of shit,” She pushed by him, disgusted at herself and by him. She was very angry; perhaps assuming her age and malnutrition on the island would prevent her from becoming pregnant. Those few fish they ate must have provided enough protein to sustain her monthly cycles.

Later that night Robby heard his mother and father making love. Shaking his head, he realized it was so she could trick his father into thinking the child was his.

Due to some bribery by his father, Robby was able to go to college on time. He excelled at Harvard Business School, several hundred miles away. When he came home for Christmas Break, he found a very pregnant mother.

He avoided his parents as best he could, his heart hurting from desire, obsessing over his mother’s pregnant belly. They hardly spoke.

The night before Robby was to return to school, he stood at the side of his parent’s bed, watching his mother sleep. Thinking about their time together on the island, wishing he could feel her, caress her, make love to her once more. He slowly slid her bed sheet down her body. Her pajama top was too small and her large belly was revealed. Robby gritted his teeth in anger, knowing that was his child in there, not his father’s. He reached into his pants, fished out his cock, and slowly began pumping it, angrily slamming his fist to the base of shaft. He thought about how good she felt, how sweet she was to let him have her on the island, but at the same time, how cold she’s been since their return. Decades later he realized she felt guilt and pushing Robby away was how she dealt with it.

“Ahhh,” Robby moaned in his parent’s bedroom, spraying her pregnant tummy with semen. He shook his head, buttoned his pants, and went to bed.

Karen sat up, her fingers touching Robby’s cum on her belly. She took her fingers to her mouth, licking them clean. She cried herself to sleep that night.

****

During his spring break of his freshman year, the 19 year old Robby arrived to another cold reception at home. His father didn’t notice or care. Robby tried to be pleasant around his mother, hoping that maybe she would snap out of this funk she was in.

The begging and pleading began a couple days before class was starting back up.

“Robby, I said no,” Karen was trying to be nice, having felt guilt for her harsh words shortly after their return from the island.

“Please? Dad won’t be home till later,” Robby pleaded.

“No!” Karen firmly said, pushing Robby off her and waddling away. Before she waddled to her bedroom, Robby grabbed her, spinning her around and slamming her against the wall. He kissed her hard, taking her by surprise.

“No Robby,” She pushed him away, he grabbed her face, staring into her eyes.

“Please, I need you,” He begged.

“No! Get away!” Karen was able to push him and waddle a few steps, her huge belly slowing her down.

Robby lunged at her, picking her up, and slamming her on the bed, not caring that it could disturb her huge pregnant mass.

Karen slapped him again, angrily looking into his face. Robby pulled her dress up, pinning her down as best he could with one arm. She remained still, slapping him once more, when he slid off her panties and began to guide himself in.

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Selam ben yeni nişanli bir erkekğim nişanlım ile bir kaç defa birlikte olmak istedim ama iş belden aşağı olunca evlenmeden olmaz dedi ve geri çevirdi,nişanlımın evli bir kız arkadaşı vardı ve bu olanları duymuş bana yakın olamk istedi ve bir gün ateş bacayı sardı şimdiden iyi okumalariş b?ld?n ?ş?ğı?? g?lin??, Öfff ???, d?li ?di??rdu b?ni. En ç?k k?vg? ?ttiğimiz k?nu s?x ?üzünd?n ?lu??rdu.B?n Üniv?rsit??? ??kın, ç?tı k?tınd? iki ?d?lı kir?lık bir d?ir?d? k?lı??rdum. Üniv?rsit?nin s?n söm?stirind? ??ni ?vli bir çift ??nd?ki d?ir??? t?şındı. İhs?n ?bi v? ?şi Em?l. Siz? Em?li bir ?nl?t??ım: Em?l ? z?m?n 25 ??şınd?, 170 b??und?, k?r? s?ç, k?r? göz, z??ıf, ?lm? götlü, C-Cup diri m?m?li, ??ni t?m m?nk?n gibi v? h?r ?rk?ği d?li ?d???k birisi?di. Onu ilk gördüğümd? Üniv?rsit?d?n g?li??rdum, Em?lin üstünd? si??h L?ggings v? d?r bir b???z T-shirt v?rdı. Ön? d?ğru ?ğilip bir k?rt?nu k?ldırm??? ç?lışı??rdu. N? göt ?m?, h?m?n ??r?ğım p?nt?lunumun f?rmu?rın? vurm??? b?şl?mıştı… H?m?n ??nın? gittim, “K?nn i?h Ihn?n h?lf?n?” (Siz? ??rdım?ı ?l?bilirmi?im?) di?? t?klif ?ttim. B?n? ? k???m?n k?r? gözl?ri il? b?ktı, v? “Nix D?uts?h…” (Alm?n??m ??k) d?di. Aklımd?n bu ?vr?dın götü ????ip sikilir di?? düşünü??rdum. O ?n k???sı İhs?n ?bi dış?rı çıktı v? kısk?nç bir h?l il? biz? b?ktı. Em?l k???sın?, b?nim ?n? birş?? s?rduğumu, ?m? ?nl?m?dığını sö?l?di. Onl?rın Türk ?lduğunu ?nl??ın?? h?m?n Türkç? s?rdum, “Y?rdım?ı ?l??ım mı?” di??. Birbirimizl? t?nıştık, k?pı k?mşusu ?l???ğımızı öğr?nin?? ??rdımımı k?bul ?ttil?r. İhs?n ?binin 34 ??şınd?, bir m?bil?? şirk?tind? işçi ?l?r?k ??lıştığını, Em?l il? d?h? üç ?? ön?? ??ni ?vl?ndikl?rini, Em?lin Türki??d?n g?lin g?ldiğini, h?nüz Alm?n?? bilm?diğini öğr?ndim. H?rş??i ?uk?rı t?şıdıkt?n s?nr?, k?rşı k?pının, ??ni b?nim ?vin zilli ç?ldı. Niş?nlım g?lmişti, ?nunl?d? t?nıştıl?r. Niş?nlım g?l?n? k?d?r İhs?n ?bi b?n? h?p ö?l? ??n ??n b?kı??rdu. Y?ni sizin ö?l? bir k?rınız ?ls?, sizd? h?r ?rk?kt?n şüph?l?nirdiniz. V? n? ??l?n sö?l??im, h?r fırs?tt? k?dınl?r? b?k?rdım. Am? İhs?n ?bi ?şin? b?ktığımı s?nıp, n? z?m?nd?n b?ri b?r?b?riz, n? k?d?r niş?nlı?ız, n? z?m?n ?vl?n???ğiz gibi s?rul?r s?rdu. B?n “Üniv?rst? bitin??, iş bulun?? ?vl?n???ğiz.” d??in??, İhs?n ?bi r?h?tl?dı v? b?n k?dınl?r? b?kın??, b?n? göz bil? kırpı??rdu. B?n ?in? ikisin? bird?n b?kı??rdum, Em?li v? niş?nlımı ??nı ?nd? sikm?k gibi ?lm?????k f?nt?zil?r kuru??rdum. İhs?n ?bi?l? ?ş??l?rı kur?rk?n, Em?l d? niş?nlıml? birlikt? k?rt?nl?rı b?ş?ltm??? b?şl?dıl?r. H?rş?? bittikt?n s?nr? b?nim d?ir??? g?çip b?nd? bir ç?? içtik. Y?n d?ir??? t?şınm?l?rınd?n ??kl?şık bir ?? g?çti. Am? duv?rl?r in?? ?lduğu için, h?r g??? İhs?n ?bi?l? Em?li sikişirk?n du?u??rdum. H?r sikiştikl?rind? içimd?n İhs?n ?bi?? küfür ?dip, b?nd? ?rtık sikişm?k isti??rdum. Em?lin çığlık s?sl?rini du??rk?n, İhs?n ?bi şimdi ?nu n?sıl b???ri??r di?? f?nt?zi kuru??rdum. S?nr?d? bilgis???rı ?çıp bir p?rn?film izl??ip 31 ç?ki??rdum. Niş?nlım birgün ?in? b?nd??di, b?r?b?r d?rs ??pmıştık v? t?biki b?n ?in? ş?nsımı d?n?dim. Sizin d? t?hmin ?d???ğiniz gibi, niş?nlım ?in? “H??ır ?lm?z, bır?k, ??pm?…” d??ip, s?nund? ?in? h?r z?m?nki gibi k?vg? ?dip gitti. Bu k?nu ?üzünd?n n?z?m?n k?vg? ?ts?k b?n PC b?şın? g?çip bir p?rn?film izl?rim. Yin? film izl??ip sikiml? ??nu??rdum. Niş?nlımın gidişind?n şö?l? b?ş d?kik? s?nr? b?nim k?pı?? vur?n ?ldu. Niş?nlımın g?ri g?ldiğini s?n?r?k, k?tumu gi?ip k?pı?ı ?çtım. B?ktım İhs?n ?binin ?şi Em?l k?pıd? duru??r. İçimd?n “E?v?h!” d?dim, b?n ?nl?rın sikiştiğini du??rs?m ?nl?rd? bizim k?vg? ?ttiğimizi v??? b?nim p?rn? izl?diğimi du?u??rdur di?? ilk d?f? ?klımd?n g?çti. Kıpkırmızı ?lmuştum, h?m b?nim ??r?k hâlâ k?tun üz?rind?n b?lli ?lu??rdu. Em?l, k?ndisin? ??rdım?ı ?lup ?l?m?????ğımı s?rdu, t?mizlik ??p?rk?n düşünm?d?n bilgis???rın k?bl?l?rını ç?kmiş v? ?rtık İnt?rn?t ?lmu??rmuş şimdi. K???sı ?kş?m? işt?n g?lin?? kız?r di??, ?nlı??rs?m ?in? t?k?bilirmi?im di?? s?rdu. B?n “T?m?m…” d?dim v? ?nl?rın ?vin? g?çtim. B?ktım PC’?? b?ğlı ?l?n h?r k?bl??u ç?kmiş, ?nl?rı ?in? b?ğl?m??? maltepe escort b?şl?dım… Em?l niş?nlıml? k?vg? ?ttiğimizi du?duğunu sö?l?di v? n?d?n k?vg? ?ttiğimizi s?rdu. B?nd? d?lmışım ? ?n k?bl? b?ğl?m? işin?, hiç düşünm?d?n “H?r z?m?nki gibi s?x ?üzünd?n!” di?? ??v?p v?rdim. Ark?md?ki k?ltukt? ?tur?n Em?l b?şl?dı gülm???. N? d?diğimin ??ni f?rkın? v?rmıştım. O ?n ut?n?ımd?n bir f?r? d?liği buls??dım için? girm??? ç?lış???ktım. Em?l, “S?n bizim bilgis???r? ??rdım ?di??rsun, b?lki b?nd? sizin ilişkinizd? ??rdım?ı ?l?bilirim s?n?. N? gibi pr?bl?miniz v?r ??t?kt??” d??in??, içimd? ?l?n h?rş??i ?nl?ttım. Ort??kuld?n b?ri ??nı sınıf, Lis?d? ??nı sınıf v? ??nı Üniv?rsit?d? ??nı bölümd? ?kuduğumuzu, k?ç s?n?d?n b?ri bir çift ?lduğumuzu v? ?rtık niş?nlı ?lduğumuzu, ?m? ?in?d? niş?nlım A?s?l’in b?niml? s?vişm?diğini ?nl?ttım. Em?l bunl?rı gülüms???r?k dinl?di v? b?n? k?ndisinin v? İhs?n’ın ikin?i ?vliliği ?lduğunu ?nl?ttı. İlk k???sı?l? Lis?d? t?nıştığını v? k?ndisinin d? niş?nlım gibi k???sı?l? ?vl?nm?d?n ön?? s?vişm?k ist?m?diğini ?nl?ttı. Oz?m?nl?r s?xt?n k?rktuğunu ?nl?ttı. Em?l k?nuşurk?n gözl?rim h?p ?nun diri m?m?l?rind??di, süt??n gi?m?mişti, göml?ğind?n göğüsl?rinin uçl?rı n?r t?n?si gibi sivri sivri görünü??rdu. B?nim ??r?k p?nt?l?numu p?tl?t???k h?l? g?lmişti, b???kl?rımı üst üst? ?tmıştım, sikimin k?lktığı görünm?sin di??. Em?l’? ilk ?vliliğinin n? k?d?r sürdüğünü v? n?d?n b?ş?ndığını s?rduğumd?, b?ni ş?şırtı?ı bir ??v?p v?rdi. İlk ?vliliği s?d??? ?ltı ?? sürmüş v? k???sının z?mp?r?lığı ?üzünd?n b?ş?nmış. Üç s?n? dul ?l?r?k b?k?rlık h???tı ??s?mış, ?nd?n s?nr? ?il?sinin ist?ği il? İhs?n ?bi il? ?vl?nmiş, s?vdiğind?n d?l??ı d?ğil. “Bö?l??? h?m ?il?m, h?m b?n r?h?tl?dım, h?md? Alm?n???? g?ldim…” di?? ?nl?ttı. Em?l bunl?rı sö?l?rk?n b?nd? “Kızm? Em?l ?m?, s?nin ilk k???n t?m k?rizmiş. S?nin gibi güz?l k?rısı v?rk?n, n? b?k ??m??? b?şk? k?dınl?rın p?şind?n k?şmuş?” d?dim. Ö?l? k?rşılıklı ?turup sig?r?l?rımızı iç?rk?n, Em?l “Öfffff ??, ?fk?rl?ndım şimdi. B?n bir dubl? Wiski iç???m, s?nd? ist?rmisin?” d?di. K?bul ?ttim. Em?l iki b?rd?k Wiski d?ldurup g?tirdi. İçkimi ?uduml?rk?n gözl?rim h?p Em?lin üstünd??di. Em?l bunu f?rk ?dip, ?turuşunu d?ğiştirmiş, ön? ?ğil?r?k b?n? göğüsl?rini uz?tı??r gibi ?turmuştu. B???kl?rını d? h?fif ?ç?r?k, p?nt?l?nunun ?r?sını d?h? i?i görm?mi ist?r gibi?di. V? üst?lik b?n? gülüms???r?k b?kı??rdu… D?rk?n ş?k?l?şm??? f?l?n b?şl?dık, O b?nim n? k?d?r ş?k?r ?lduğumu, b?nd? ?nun n? k?d?r güz?l ?lduğunu sö?lü??rdum, k?rşılıklı birbirimiz? iltif?tl?r ?di??rduk. Em?l bird?n ???ğ? k?lkıp b?nd?n sig?r? ist?di, b?n sig?r??ı uz?ttım ?n?. Sig?r??ı ?ğzın? ?lın??, k?şk? b?nim ??r?ğı d? bö?l? ?ğzın? ?ls? di?? ?klımd?n g?çi??rdu. Ön? bir?z d?h? ?ğildi v? b?nd?n ?t?ş d? ist?di v? önümd? bird?n ????ip bir m?nz?r? v?rdı. Em?l bir düğm? f?zl? ?çık ön? ?ğilin??, ?nun süp?r m?m?l?ri r?sm?n gözümün önünd??di. Sig?r?sını ??kıp ?in? k?ltuğ? g?çti. Sig?r??ı ??rısın? k?d?r içip söndürdükt?n s?nr?, “Bütün s?b?h t?mizlik ??ptım, s?n?? bir m?hsuru ??ks?, b?n bir duş ?l???m…” d?di v? b?n? göz kırp?r?k, götünü s?ll??? s?ll??? b?n???? d?ğru gitti… Oturm? ?d?sınd?n dir?k b?n??nun k?pısı görünü??rdu. Em?l k?pı?ı ?çık bır?ktı v? b?nim gör???ğim ş?kild? s??unm??? b?şl?dı. B?n? sırtı dönük ?l?r?k ilk ön?? göml?ğini çık?rdı, ? süp?r m?m?l?r dimdik duru??rl?rdı. S?nr? p?nt?l?nunu v? ?ğilip m?vi r?nkli t?ng?sını çık?rdı. B?n ?z k?ldı b?ş?lı??rdum bil?. İlk k?z k?rşımd? çırılçıpl?k bir k?dın v?rdı, h?md? n?sıl bir k?dın. B?n ?rtık k?f??ı ??miş bir h?l? g?lmiştim, k?ndi k?ndim? “Bunu sik???m, bu k?sin sikilm?k isti??r…” d?miştim. Em?l b?n? b?kıp, ?d?t? “S?nd? g?ls?n?…” d?r??sin? gülüms???r?k duş? girdi v? duş k?bininin ş?ff?f k?pısını k?p?dı. B?n h?m?n k?lktım v? üstümd?kil?rini ?ırt?r??sın? çık?rdım v? b?n???? girdim. Duş k?bininin k?pısını ?çıp Em?lin ?rk?sın?, duş? girdim. Ell?rimi ?rk?d?n ??pıştırdım ? süp?r göğüsl?rin?, uçl?rı dimdik duru??rdu. K?lkık ??r?ğımı ?rk?d?n götün? d???dım v? ?nun h?r??rini ?kş?m??? b?şl?dım. pendik escort Am?ığını ??ni tr?ş ?tmişti, t?rt?mizdi. B?şl?dım ?m?ığını ?kş?m??? v? p?rm?kl?m???. Em?l bir?z ö?l? su?un ?ltınd? durdu v? k?ndini b?n? bır?ktı. S?nr? ?üzünü b?n? döndü v? b?n h?m?n ? b?l gibi dud?kl?rın? ??pıştım. D?li??sin? öpüşm??? b?şl?dık. Em?l’in tüm vü?üdunu ?kşu??r v? p?rm?klı??rdum. Am?ığın? v? götün? s?ktuğum p?rm?kl?rımı ?ğzın? ?lıp ??lı??rdu. V? ? ?nd? b?n ilk k?z b?ş?ldım. Em?l b?n? b?kıp, “Şimdi r?h?tl?dın mı? S?n? ??rdım?ı ?l?bildim mi?” di?? s?rdu… B?nim sikim ?m? hâlâ dimdik duru??rdu, “H??ır, h?nüz r?h?tl?m?dım.” d?dim. Önümd? diz çöküp ??r?ğımı ??l?m???, sikimin b?şın? öpü?ük k?ndurm???, dilini sikimin u?und? g?zdirm??? b?şl?dı. B?n uçu??rdum, n? z?m?ndır f?nt?zi ?ttiğim ş?? g?rç?k ?lu??rdu. Em?l ??r?ğımı ?ğzın? ?lıp ?mm??? b?şl?dı. A?nı z?m?nd? k?ndi ?m?ığını d? ?kşu??r v? p?rm?klı??rdu. Em?li s?çl?rınd?n tuttup ?ğzını sikm??? b?şl?dım. Sikimi dibin? k?d?r ?lı??rdu ?ğzın?. Kıs? bir sür? s?nr? ?ğzın? b?ş?ldım. H?psini ?uttu, ?ğzınd?n ?k?nl?rı d? p?rm?ğı il? ?lıp ??l?dı. Bu ?r?d?, b?nim sikim n? f?zl? bü?ük n? f?zl? k?lın, n?rm?l ??ni, 17 s?ntim uzun v? ?rt? k?lınlıkt?. Bu k?rı n??di ??, iki d?f? ?rk? ?rk??? b?ş?lmıştım, ?m? sikim h?l? dimdik duru??rdu. Em?l b?n? “S?n iki d?f? b?ş?ldın, simdi sır? b?nd?.” d?di. Bu d?f? b?n ?nun önünd? diz çöktüm. Em?l b???ğının birini b?nim ?muzum? k??du v? b?n ?nun k??m?k gibi ?mını ??l?m??? b?şl?dım. Em?l b?şl?dı ?in? s?ssiz s?ssiz çığlık ?tm???. B?n d?ğru ??ptığımı ?nl??ıp, ?rt? p?rm?ğımı ?mın? s?ktum. Em?lin z?vk sul?rı ?km??? b?şl?mıştı v? b?n ?nl?rı z?vkl? ??lı??rdum. Bir sür? s?nr? b?nd?n, ?rt? p?rm?ğımı götün? v? öt?ki p?rm?ğımı ?mın? s?km?mı ist?di. T?biki h?m?n ??ptım. H?m ?mını ??lı??rdum, h?m iki d?liğini bird?n p?rm?klı??rdum. Y?rım s??t ??l?dım ?mını, bu sür?d? d?f?l?r?? ?ğzım? b?ş?ldı… Su?un ?ltınd? ?lm?mız? r?ğm?n ikimizd? t?r içind? k?lmıştık. Em?l ş?mpu?nı ?lıp b?nim ?nu ?ık?m?mı ist?di v? O’d? b?ni ?ık?????kmış. Birbirimizi köpükl??ip ?ık?m??? b?şl?dık. Em?l ş?mpu?nlı sikimi ?lin? ?lıp ?ık?rk?n ?z k?ldı ?in? b?ş?l???ktım. B?nd? Em?lin ?m?ığını v? götünü ?ık?rk?n, h?p bir iki p?rm?ğımı d? için? s?ku??rdum. B?n h?????nl?nıp inl?m??? b?şl??ın??, Em?l “B?şun? ?kıtm?…” di??r?k b?n? ?rk?sını döndü v? “Götümü sik k?çum.” d?di. Bu b?nim ilk sikişim ?l???ktı, ??nı z?m?nd? d? ilk göt sikişim. Y?r?ğımı Em?lin götün? d???dım, s?km??? ç?lıştım ? d?r??ık götünün d?liğin?. Sikimin k?f?sı götün? girin??, “Lütf?n ??v?ş ?l, ç?kt?n b?ri gött?n v?rm?dim. İhs?n h?r?m di?? sikmi??r götümü!” d?di. Bir?z ö?l? durdum, m?m?l?rini ?kşu??rdum, k?ndisid? ?m?ığını ?kşu??rdu. “D?v?m!” d??in??, b?n d???n?m?dım, n?rd??s? b?ş?l???ktım ?in?, b?lind?n tutup k?ndim? d?ğru ç?k?r?k, sikimin tümünü bird?n kökl?dim götün?. Em?l “U?????????…” di?? bir çığlık ?ttı. “A?ıdı mı?” di?? s?rdum, ?m? Em?l “Sik b?ni ?rk?ğim, götümün ??rr?ğ? h?sr?ti v?rmış!” d??in??, b?şl?dım il?ri g?ri ??pm??? v? götünü sikm???. B?n il?ri g?ri ??p?rk?n, O’d? t?m k?rşılıklı h?r?k?t ?di??rdu, götünü s?ğ? s?l? kıvırı??rdu. S?nki götü ??r?ğıml? d?ns ?di??r gibi?di… N?sıl m?n??k bir z?vk ?lduğunu ?nl?tm?m siz?. B?n götünü p?mp?l?rk?n Em?lin çığlık s?sl?ri, b?ğırışl?rı b?ni z?t?n t?m çıldırtmıştı. Şö?l? b?ş d?kik? k?d?r götünü siktikt?n s?nr?, ikimiz bird?n b?ş?ldık, Em?l ?lim? v? b?nd? ?nun götün? b?ş?ldım. Y?r?ğımı çık?rdığımd? götünd?n sp?rml?rim ?kı??rdu. Em?l ?nl?rın bir?zını p?rm?ğı?l? ?lıp ??l?dı, “Ç?k t?tlısın g?rç?kt?n Ş?k?rim!” d?di. “Am?ığının z?vk su?unu ??l?rk?n b?nd? ??nısını düşündüm S?vgilim!” d?dim. Em?l bird?n bir? b?n? s?rt s?rt b?ktı, “B?n s?nin S?vgilin d?ğilim, s?nin S?vgilin niş?nlın A?s?l!” d?di. B?nd? “O z?m?n s?n b?nim n??im ?lu??rsun?” di?? s?run??, “B?n s?nin ?r?spunum! B?ni ist?diğin gibi, ist?diğin ??rd? v? mümkün ?lduğu z?m?n sik?bilirsin, ?m? S?vgilim d?m? b?n?, ?r?spum d? b?n?!” di?? ??v?p v?rdi. T?mizl?ndikt?n s?nr? çıktık b?n??d?n, s?l?n? g?çtik. B?n k?ltuğ? ?turdum, Em?l d? b?nim ku??ğım? ?turdu. Bir?r sig?r? kartal escort ??ktık. B?nim bir ?lim ?in? Em?lin vü?udund? g?z?rk?n, Em?ld? b?nim ??r?ğımı ?kşu??rdu. Ar? sır? öpüşü??rduk. B?n Em?l?, “S?n? g?rç?kt?n Or?spu d?m?mi isti??rmusun?” di?? s?rdum. Em?l “Ev?t! S?nin ?r?spunum!” di?? ??v?p v?rdi. B?nim ??r?k ?in? h?r?k?tl?nm??? b?şl?dı. Em?lin ?m?ığı d? b?nim ?limd? ?in? ısl?nm??? b?şl?mıştı. B?n, “H?di g?l b?k?lım ?r?spum, s?nin ?m?ığını sik??im!” d?dim, ?lind?n tutup ??t?k?d?sın? d?ğru ç?ki??rdum. Em?l, “Olm?z, ?r?sı b?nim v? k???mın ??t?k?d?sı, ?rd? ?lm?z. B?n ilk k???mı b?şk? bir k?dınl? ??t?kt? ??k?l?dım.” d?di. B?n bir?z ş?şırmıştım. D?h? 15 d?kik? ön?? ?nun k?ndi b?n??sund? götünü sikmiştim, ?m? k?ndi ??t?k?d?sınd? siktirm?????kti k?ndisini. B?n, “T?m?m, ?rd? ?lm?zs?, ?turm? ?d?sı, s?l?n v? mutf?k v?r, ?lm?dı b?nim ?vim v?r…” d?dim. Yin? öpüşm??? b?şl?dık, bu d?f? t?dını çık?r???ktım… Onu k?ltuğun üstün? ??tırıp vü?udunu öpm??? b?şl?dım, göğüsl?rinin uçl?rınd? dilimi ??n?tıp, ??v?ş??n? ?m?ığın? d?ğru gidi??rdum. Am?ığın? g?lin??, Em?l p?rm?kl?rını s?çl?rım? d?l??ıp k?f?mı ?m?ığın? b?stırdı, “Y?l? b?ni, dilinl? sik b?ni, p?rm?kl?rınl? çıldırt b?ni!” d?di v? b?n h?m?n bu iş? b?şl?dım. Klit?risini ??l??ıp, dilimi ?m?ığın? s?ku??rdum, ??nı z?m?nd? götünü p?rm?klı??rdum. Em?l z?vkind?n h?rş??i unutup s?sli s?sli çığlık ?tm??? b?şl?dı. “B?n s?nin ?r?spunum, b?ni sik, b?ni bitir, ist?diğini ??p b?niml?!” di?? sözl?r sö?lü??rdu. Em?l b?ş?ldıkt?n s?nr? 69 p?zis??nun? g?çtik v? ö?l? d?v?m ?ttik. 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