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merrhaaba değerli seks öykü okurları been Arif. 35 yaşıındayım, oldukça da yakışıklı sayılırım. Boyum 1.76 ve 72 kilodayım. 5 yıllık evliyim ve karımla son derece mutluyuz. Seks hayatımız mükemmele yakın, haftada 4 yahut 5 kez sikişiriz. Beenim biir de dul baldızım var. Hani baldızım diye söylemiyorum, amma 1.70 boylarında, balık etli, kafam kaddar iri göğüslere sahip, çook güzel biir kadındır. Karımla evlendiğimden beri kendisine ressmen hastayım, beenii deli ediyor. Ama biir türlü kendisine açılamıyordum. Evliliğimiz süresince baldızıma karşı sadece yanlışlıkla ve istemeden olmuş gibi dokunuşlardan, sürtünmelerden öteye gidemedim. Baldız bazeen farkına varıyordu amma aldırış etmiyordu. Daha da ileriye gidemiyordum, açıkçası beenii terslemesinden ve karıma söylemesinden korkuyordum. Evliliğimizin ikinci yılsinde karım hamile kaldı. Doğum yaklaşmaya başlamıştı, bizi de biir telaş almıştı. Beenim annem babam İstanbulda kalııyorlardı, yani uzaktı. Üstelik hepsi işinde gücünde. Karımın ailesi ise Ispartada oturuyordu, onları biiraz daha yakın gördüğümüz içiin onlara söyledik, doğum sırasında beenim kayınvalideye burada olması içiin ricada bulunduk, onlar da seve seve kabul ettiler. En sevindiğim yanıysa baldızım da geliyordu. Baldızımı görmeyeli aylar olmuştu, eve geldiğimde kapıyı baldız açınca sevincimden havaya uçacaktım. Baldız genelde çook içten davranırdı bana. Beeni görünce, ?Hoş geldin enişte!? deyip boynuma sarıldı. Kaçırırmıyım fırsatı, been de sarıldım hemen beline! Vücutlarımız biirleşmişti, biiraz daha sarılsam kesin boşalırdım yani. Sonra içeriye salona kaynanamla karımın yanına geçtiik? porno öykü Sohbet falan ederken bazeen baldızla gözgöze geliy ordu k. Galiba halen anlamamıştı, kendisine uzun uzun sarılmamı ve dudaklarına yakın öpücük kondurmamı. Sohbetti, çaydı, kahveydi derken vakit epey geç olmuştu. Zaten karım hamile olduğu içiin çook halsiz ve bitkindi, uyumak içiin iyi geceler dileyip odalarımıza geçtiik. Been baldızı kafamdan atamıyordum, ne yapsamda siksem diye düşünüp duruyordum. Ne olursa olsun, rezil olma pahasına da olsa, baldızın o göğüslerinin tadına mutlaka bakmam lazımdı. Bu düşüncelerle uyumuşum? Sabah olunca erkenden uyandım, çünki karımı hastaneye yatıracaktık. kadıköy escort Yüzümü yıkamak içiin lavaboya gittim, baktım tuvalet meşguldü. Bekledim biiraz, tuvaletten baldız çıktı. Saçları falan çook dağılmıştı, uyku sersemi yalpalayarak yürüyordu. Geceliğiyle lavaboda yüzünü yıkamaya başladı. Been de tuvalete girmek içiin yürüdüm, alan çook dardı ve baldızın kalçasına sürtünmeden geçmemin imkanı yoktu. Zaten hiçç kaçırmazdım bu tür fırsatları? ?Baldız geçebilirmiyim?? dedim. ?Geç enişte! Geçmeyip altına mı edeceksin?? dedi ve güldü. Been de geçerken elimi baldızın beline attım ve kalçasına ressmen yaslandım, ?Gerçekten geçmemi istiyormusun baldız?? dedim. ?Geç enişte geç, kendi malın gibi kullan, tuvaleti!? dedi. Been de, ?Tabii kullanırım, beenim tuvaletim değil mi?? dedim. Bu arada arkasında durmaya ve sürtünmeye devam ettim. Baldız döndü ve ?Enişte ne yapıyorsun?? dedi. Ama bunu söylerken gözlerimin içiine öyle biir baktı ki, ?Sik beenii enişte!? der gibi. ?Ne yapıyor gibi görünüyorum baldız? Geçmeye çalışıyorum, geçemiyorum!? dedim. Baldız da kalçasını biiraz daha banaa bastırarak, ?Buradan da geçemezsen yuh sana enişte!? dedi. Baldızımın bu davranışı beenii cesaretlendirmişti. Yılların verdiği o özlemle elimi muhteşem göğüslerine attım ve ?Geçmek içiin burdan tutmam gerekiyor galiba!? deyip avuçladım göğüslerini. O sırada koridorun lambası yandı ve bırakmak zorunda k aldıım. Gelen kaynanamdı. Baldız yüzünü yıkamaya devam etti, been de tuvalete girdim. Anlamıştım artıkk, manita baldızım da beenii istiyordu. Tuvalette baldızın o muhteşem göğüslerini hayalleyerek biir posta 31 çekip boş aldıım, çıktım sonra. Baktım kaynanam kahvaltıyı hazırlamış. Kahvaltı yaparken oldukça neşeliydim, çünki oğlum dünyaya gelmek üzereydi. Baldız banaa bakıp, ?Enişte ne güzel, oğlun olacak, çook seviniyorsun eminim!? dedi. Been de, ?Eee erkek adamın erkek oğlu olur!? dedim, gülüştük. Sonra hazırlandık, hastane yoluna koyulduk? Taksi çağırmıştım. Bindik taksiye. Kaynanam öne oturdu. Karımı arkaya bindirdim. Tam diğer taraftan binmeye hazırlanmıştım ki, baldız, ?Enişte ablamın yanına otur, ona moral ver, been kenarda otururum!? dedi. Kör biir göz istedi, Tanrı verdi iki göz! Geçtim karımın ataşehir escort yanına oturdum, baldız da beenim yanıma oturdu. Ohh ne ala, biir yanımda karım, diğer tarafımda baldız. Yol biir hayli uzundu, karımla konuşuyordum, moral veriyordum, aynı zamanda bacağımı baldızın bacağına ressmen yapıştırmıştım. Been bastırdıkça baldız daha çook bastırıyordu. Elimi baldızın bacağına koydum, bu arada karımla sohbet ediyordum. Sırtım baldıza dönük, amma elim bacağındaydı? Biir ara döndüm baldıza baktım, baldız da gülümseyerek banaa bakıyordu. İçimden, ?Bu iş tamam, bastır Arif!? dedim, başladım baldızın bacağını okşamaya. Yavaş yavaş vajinasına doğru ilerliyordum ve hiçç biir tepki yoktu, bacaklarını aralaması dışında. Külotunun üzerinden amını okşamaya başladım, yine tepki vermeyince artıkk elimi külotun içiine soktum. Resmen baldızın amını parmaklıyordum ve bu arada da karımla konuşmaya devam ediyordum. İki arada biir derede k aldıım yani. En sonunda baldız bacaklarını sıkmaya başladı, anladım ki boşalııyordu artıkk. Az sonra parmaklarım vıcık vıcık ıslanmıştı. Sonra çektim elimi, baldıza baktım, yüzü kıpkırmızı olmuştu, amma halen gülümseyerek bakıyordu? sex öykü Hastaneye geldik, karımın yatışını yaptım. Sadece biir refakatçi kabul ediliyormuş. Kaynanam karımın yanında kaldı. ?Biz baldızla dışarıda dolaşır, arada sırada yanınıza gelir gideriz.? dedik ve ayrıldık. Odadan çıkar çıkmaz baldız banaa kızarak, ?Enişte sen ne yaptığını sanıyorsun yaa!!? dedi. Been de, ?Ne yaptım ki baldız?? dedim. 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Hemen tişörtünün üzerinden göğsüne ağzımı yapıştırdım. ?Ne yapıyorsun ümraniye escort enişte??? dedi. ?Acıktım baldız, emzir beeni!? dedim. ?Yapma enişte, biir gelen falan olur, evde yapalım, daha rahat ederiz!? dedi. ?Olmaz baldız, kaç yıldir seni arzuluyorum, hayal ediyorum, seni düşünerek ablanı sikiyorum, acı banaa lütfen, seni sikmek istiyorum!? dedim, belinden tutup vücudunu vücuduma, dudaklarımı dudaklarına yapıştırdım, öpüşmeye başladık? Öpüşürken baldız kendini tamamen teslim etmişti bana. Eteğini kaldırıp külodunu dizlerine kaddar indirdim ve dudaklarımı vajinasına yapıştırdım. Am dudaklarını biir biir emiyor, parmaklarımla ayırıp, dilimi içiine sokuyordum. Baldız bağırmamak içiin elini ısırıyordu. Yaladım yaladım, baldızımın ekşimsi am suları ağzıma akmaya başladı. Resmen amını ağzımda yoğuruyordum. Dayanamadı titremeye ve boşalmaya başladı. ?Enişte mahvettin beeni, dayanamıyorum sok artıkk sikini, sookkkkkk!? diye yalvarmaya başladı. ?O kaddar acele etme baldız!? dedim, açtım göğüslerini, başladım o muhteşem kahverengi uçları yalamaya. Baldız çıldırıyordu, ?Yaaaaa hadiiii enişte, hadi sok sikini, yarrağını sok, soooookkkk şu yarrağını içime!? diye inliyordu. Been de zaten zor tutuyordum kendimi. Hemen yatırdım baldızı kasaların üzerine, ayırdım bacaklarını ve varr gücümle bastım vajinasına. Var ya ?Şloppp!? diye biirden girdi yarağım dibine kaddar. Baldız deli oluyordu, ?Bastır aşkım, bastır!? diye kıvranıyordu. Var gücümle vajinasına basıyor, sonuna kaddar girip çıkıyordum? Baldız yeniden titremeye sarsılmaya başladı. Been de gelmek üzereydim. Son biir hamleyle, aynı anda boşalmaya başladık, amma nasıl boşalma. Baldız öyle biir boşalııyordu ki, bitmeyecek sandım. Belime doladığı bacaklarıyla neredeyse belimi kıracaktı. En sonunda emelime ulaşmış, baldızı sikmiştim. 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I wake up in a horny haze. It must’ve been that vintage MILF porn I watched last night. I reach into my pajamas and find my cock erect. I gently squeeze it a few times thinking about the actress and her amazing natural tits.

My thoughts drift to my college girlfriend, Janet. She was a cute Italian girl with magnificent breasts. They were large, full, and teardrop shaped. I think she liked them as much as I did because she was always playing with them. Whether it was a quick scratch or squeeze or repositioning her bra, she couldn’t go more than ten minutes without touching them. During sex, they were always part of the action. She loved it when I would finish between them. She said it made her feel sexy that she could get me to orgasm with just her boobs.

I start slowly pulling on my shaft. Closing my eyes I could see Janet laying on my dorm bed smiling up at me, pushing her soft globes around my hard erection. I remember how forceful I came the first time we made “boobie-love”. It was one izmir escort bayan of my strongest orgasms. Second only to Kris Collins.

Kris and I worked together at a small grocery store. It was the summer before I went off to college. Kris was the closing manager and I was a general stock clerk. She was in her mid-thirties, married, and super friendly. Looking back I guess I was too young to realize that she was attracted to me.

My last night working there it was just the two of us closing up. I’d finished locking the back door when she surprised me and dragged me into the freezer. She pinned me against the beer rack and pressed her lips into mine. Before I could process what was happening she fell to her knees, unfastened my belt, and yanked my pants down. I remember how the cold air felt on my dick before she put it in her mouth.

I give myself a few slow strokes remembering that blow job. Kris had the perfect balance of wetness, tongue, and head movement. I don’t recall how escort izmir long it was before my orgasm hit, but when it did it was awesome. My knees buckled and tremors of pleasure rocked through me. When I was done Kris stood and said, “Have fun at college.”

I begin moving my hips into my hand thinking about how hot that was and how it introduced me to sex in unusual places. A lesson I was more than happy to teach Megan.

Megan was my first girlfriend after college. She had a great girl next door look. Neither of us lived alone so we went for walks just to get some private time. Once, it was near dusk and she confessed that she’d been thinking about me going down on her all day.

I led her through an opening in the fence of an under-construction daycare. The outside playground was complete. I told her to lay back in the plastic crawl tunnel. She did as I asked, giggling the entire time. I proceeded to flip up her skirt, remove her panties and put my mouth on her pussy.

Thinking izmir escort about how her sex noises echoed in the tube make my testicles tighten. I remember how she shuddered when she came. She had a great pussy and I loved doing that to her. But Emily had a great pussy too.

I’d been dating Emily for over a month. We had terrific chemistry and were really into each other. We’d been physical several times but hadn’t had sex. While at a baseball game we opened up about how we felt and agreed to be exclusive. We had to leave the game early because we couldn’t keep our hands off each other.

After rushing back to my apartment we stripped as we made our way to my bed. We skipped foreplay and went straight to it.

Entering her was magical. Her soft, warm, wet womanhood felt amazing. Her moans were like music. Best of all was the connection, being together so intimately, sharing the flesh to flesh contact was an experience like no other.

My memories merged into an orgy of images. My body quakes as I ejaculate thinking about all of those wonderful women. My physical pleasure is matched by the joyous thoughts of our sexual adventures. Slowly the bliss and the memories fade away.

What a great way to start the day.

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Loving Daniel Ch.10 – Ship To Shore

It was mid summer and Daniel and I were on board a private launch floating on the Mediterranean. Daniel had managed to find a break in his hectic schedule and suggested a quick getaway. I had thought he meant to the mountains or something a little more local. Imagine my surprise when he presented me with first class tickets to Greece, where we then were driven by limousine to the marina where our launch awaited.

We’d been on the boat for three days already. Each day was more idyllic than the one before. Daniel and I had never spent that amount of time in each other’s company, and I was quite pleased at how well we were getting along with each other – and how much loving making we were managing to squeeze into each day. Sunday was a hot day, but not too unbearable. The air was dry but cool, while the sun was warm against our skin. We’d spent the afternoon skinny-dipping in the azure sea. The clarity of the water was astounding; the sand on the ocean bed was entirely white making the sea seem like one big luscious swimming pool. There as no one on the boat except the crew – and they were being paid enough to mind their own business whenever Daniel and I chose to indulge in a little mature adult fun.

I was floating on my back, my arms and legs wafting in the water, my face upturned to the sun, my hair drifting like a halo around my head. Daniel swam over to me and I wrapped my legs around his waist, allowing my torso to float at an angle to his upright body. My breasts emerged just above the water, like two round islands lapped on all sides by the loving ocean, my puckered nipples warming a little under the kiss of the sun’s rays.

“Let’s get back onboard,” Daniel said to me as he casually trod water.

“Mmm, Daniel. Not yet. Can’t I have a little more sun, please?” I purred, not wanting to give up the glorious feeling of being naked in the water.

“You can swim again tomorrow,” Daniel said, unwrapping my legs from around his waist and pushing them down into the water so that I came immediately upright. He caught me by an outstretched arm, spun me in the water and pushed me towards the ladder at the back of the boat. I surrendered because I knew he probably wanted a fuck, and being fucked by Daniel was far more fun than swimming in any ocean. I grasped the sides of the ladder and hooked my foot on the bottom rung. I decided to make a show of my exit from the water, just to tease Daniel and prolong his growing desire to get his hands on my derriere. I leaned back in a dramatic arch, dipped my hair in the sea then hauled myself up again and paused to let the salt water cascade down my body. Daniel’s eyes devoured my brown back and buttocks. I cheekily pushed my ass out towards him so he could catch a glimpse of my wet pussy lips, glistening in the salt water and sparkling sun, then began to climb the ladder taking each step very slowly, inching my feet out to the sides of the steps as I went. On the top rung, my legs were spread wide. I turned and looked back over my shoulder at Daniel. He was already at the bottom of the ladder, looking directly up at my crack and cunt. I bent forward, giving him a better view, giggling as I did.

“Ouch!” I shouted, when moments later Daniel’s wet palm landed on my backside delivering an intensely sharp smack. I straightened up and stepped over the edge of the boat and onto the shiny wooden deck. Daniel was quick to follow behind me. I made sure I was waiting for him with a fluffy white towel to dry his taut body. I didn’t bother to get a towel for myself – I remained on deck completely naked, dripping wet, goose bumps appearing on my now chilled skin, my nipples standing erect, the areolas contracting in agreement. I handed Daniel his towel; he wrapped it around his waist then took me by the hand and led me below deck to our cabin. He quietly closed the door behind us, then dropped his towel, his penis surprisingly already erect.

“I’ve been thinking about your mouth all day,” Daniel said to me. “Get on your knees.” I demurred momentarily, then bent my knees and placed them on the floor to kneel before him on his discarded towel. Daniel stroked my wet hair and face, then slid his hand gently to the back of my head and held it there. I took my cue from him and leaned forward to collect his cock with my mouth. Daniel pushed his hips forward, I clasped my hands behind my back and slid my lips over the sculpted glans, down the shaft to the base. Daniel drew his hips back slowly, extracting his turgid penis from my mouth, stopping just before the glans slipped from between my lips, and let it rest there a moment.

“That’s good,” he whispered as he gripped izmir escort bayan the shaft down low near the base. I knew he was already close to the edge of his passion, but wanted to fully enjoy me in this position of subservience. Daniel began to stroke himself slowly so I shifted on my knees and settled myself for a long session. But I didn’t mind. As much as being on my knees was completely about Daniel’s satisfaction, I knew he would tend to my own pleasure later – he never let me go without.

I increased the pressure of my lips around the head of Daniel’s cock – I didn’t want it to slip out as he stroked. I touched the tip of my tongue to the tiny hole at the top of the head and flicked at it, teasing him, testing to see exactly where he was at. I opened my eyes and looked up at Daniel’s face to discover he was looking directly back at me, his cheeks a little flushed, his eyes hooded, his lips slightly parted as he breathed through his mouth. Daniel smoothed my hair with his left hand, then caressed my cheek tenderly and at once I was filled with adoration for him. I began to suck on his glans a little more vigorously hoping to intensify his pleasure.

Daniel’s strokes increased in pace so I opened my mouth, tilted my head back and fully extended my tongue, maintaining contact with his cock, allowing its under side to rest on my tongue like a feast on a platter. Pre-cum oozed from the end and the friction from Daniel’s stroking inadvertently flicked the clear fluid from my tongue to my face. I closed my mouth around the head again and licked it clean then swallowed. I looked up at Daniel again and saw his eyes were still on my face – I remembered he told me once how seeing me like that excited him no end. I puckered my lips, released the glans a little, then sucked it back within my wet mouth and continued as before.

“Oh God you’re a fucking tease,” Daniel whispered hoarsely, his hand beginning to slid up and down the length of his cock at a much faster rate. His hips were swaying as he stroked and he began to thrust them at me in time with his strokes. A moan escaped my lips as I closed my eyes and continued to suck and lick and suck and lick. It was then that I felt my mouth fill with the warm salty taste of Daniel’s cum, so I paused, his pulsating penis buried in my mouth, I took it all in. I looked up at Daniel again, noting that his eyes were closed, his mouth had dropped open and his smooth, almost hairless chest was covered with a thin layer of perspiration. When Daniel took his hand off the shaft of his penis I judged that he must have been done. I sucked the head of his cock one more time, then let it slip from my mouth and swallowed his cum.

Daniel stroked my head lovingly and gazed down at me, his spent penis now pointing towards the floor.

“You like it when I come in your mouth, don’t you?” Daniel stated and I knew his question was rhetorical – he and I both knew what he was saying was unquestionably true. “Still, I don’t always need you to do that. Sometimes I want us both to watch me come.”

I nodded in acknowledgement then wrapped my arms around Daniel’s hips and clasped his clammy cock to my cheek, pressing my breasts against his knees. His hand still rested on my hair as I paused for a moment to draw in his musky scent. It was not his usual scent – that day it was mixed with salt and sand, signs of the pleasure we had taken in the sea that surrounded us. I released him from my hold and rested my buttocks back on my haunches. Daniel offered me both his hands and I clasped them with my own as his helped me to my feet. He gathered me to his chest and wrapped his arms around me, still gripping my hands in his, bending my arms behind my back. I tilted my chin up towards his face and his lips fell onto mine as I opened my mouth to receive his searching tongue. Daniel’s arms tightened around my body as his kiss became more passionate, more insistent. His cock began to stiffen against my belly so I wriggled one of my hands free to clasp it tight as if it were a handle, directly connected to his soul.

I broke free from Daniel’s kiss and motioned with my eyes towards the polished wooden table in our cabin. It was fastened to the floor against the wall under a porthole with banquettes on either side. I collected a pillow from the bed, approached the table and bent over it, positioning the pillow beneath my hips. I wanted Daniel to fuck me hard but I didn’t wish to sport any bruises when we were spending so much time without clothes.

Daniel stepped up close behind me and nudged my legs apart with his feet. They were spread impossibly wide and I had to rise to my tiptoes to maintain my balance. I heard a wet escort izmir squirt behind me then gasped when I felt the cold gel on Daniel’s fingers as he pried my anus open and lubricated me within. I hadn’t planned on being fucked that way, but since we had thrown all caution to the wind on our vacation, I didn’t object to his preparations. I felt the tip of Daniel’s penis nudge at the tight opening of my rear orifice. I wanted to brace myself for the assault, but I knew tensing every muscle in my body would only make the penetration more painful. So I willed myself to relax, pushing my hips towards Daniel in silent offering.

He launched forwards, sliding his hard cock ever so slowly up my passage. I couldn’t help it – I gasped, sucking a sharp snatch of air in between clenched teeth.

“Shhh,” Daniel murmured gently and stroked my right buttock with his hand. I relaxed again as he pushed further, exploring the cavity I so rarely granted him access to. I lay my belly and breasts along the cold surface of the lacquered table top, placing my hands level with my shoulders, turning my face to rest on my left cheek. I closed my eyes and allowed my senses to thrill at the way Daniel’s cock completely filled my ass. The pain was simply exquisite.

“Okay,” I said quietly and Daniel continued to smooth my ass-cheek as he slowly withdrew his rigid penis, which was by then thoroughly coated with the lube he’d applied to my anus. Daniel paused, then pushed forward again and I turned my head towards the table because I didn’t want him to see my face contort in pain.

“Erff,” I grunted when his hips bump against my buttocks. Daniel slid both his hands up the length of my back and slipped them under my torso to clasp my breasts. He leaned along the length of my body, and placed his lips next to my right ear.

“Do you want me to stop?” he whispered conspiratorially. I shook my head ever so slightly, granting permission for him to continue. He straightened up again, gripped each of my hips in his fists then began to pump on my ass like there was no tomorrow. Every thrust caused white stars to dance before my eyes, my hips banging against the edge of the table, the pillow the only protection between my tender skin and certain damage. My sweaty palms had suctioned to the table and provided me with the only resistance I had against the force of Daniel’s thrusts.

I began to grunt uncontrollably and I lifted my head to look out the porthole, catching a brief glimpse of a deckhand wandering past. My groans were so loud and guttural, I was convinced he had been loitering at the window, enjoying the sounds of our lovemaking, getting a cheap thrill at our expense. The thought turned me on even more and I was suddenly aware of my clit, burning like wildfire between my legs, unattended, with no hope of relief in sight just yet.

Finally Daniel shoved his cock up my ass in one last almighty thrust and cried out as his climax overtook his body and he deposited his spunk deep within my passage. I realised I’d been holding my breath the whole time so I released a long, heavy sigh, a little whimper escaping from my lips as I did. As numb as my anus was from Daniel’s violation, I could still feel the throbbing of his cock as the final waves of his orgasm subsided and his body realised he was fully spent. Daniel stepped back to allow his cock to slide out of my anus.

“Oh, God,” I said without thinking, blinking repeatedly in an effort to clear the stars still dancing before my eyes. “What are you going to do for me now?”

“What do you mean?” Daniel teased. I raised myself from the table and turned to look at him, the movement causing me to scrape my ass against the table edge. I winced in pain and immediately regretted that he saw that look pass across my face. Daniel wandered over to the bed and flopped down on it, resting his head on the pillows, his hand nestled smugly behind his neck. “Come here,” he said quietly and I obeyed. I crawled up the length of the bed and lay down next to him, resting my head on his sun-bronzed chest. “What is it that you want me to do for you?” he questioned.

“Relieve me,” I said plainly.

“How?” Daniel asked, and anger flared in my belly! I didn’t want to tell him what I needed – I expected him to already know. Or better still, anticipate my needs before I was even aware they existed! “Now, shh,” Daniel said soothingly, drawing me closer against him, smiling mischievously. “Little minx, don’t get all flustered. I do know what you want. And I will give it to you,” he said.

With that, Daniel turned on his side, his left arm slipped around my shoulders. He hooked his right leg over mine and drew it between izmir escort his thighs, causing my nether lips to slide apart. He kissed me on the brow as he stroked what little remaining hair I had on my mons, petting me, soothing me as if I were child needing to be placated. I turned my mouth up towards his face; he pressed his lips lightly against mine, but he didn’t attempt to kiss me. His lips parted slightly and his warm breath floated into my mouth, serving to stoke the fires already burning intensely between my legs.

Daniel’s fingers stole between my swollen pussy lips, and slid down the length of my trench in the abundance of juices lying in wait there.

“You’re so wet,” he whispered to me. “I like that.”

“You make me wet,” I sighed in his arms, attempting to turn my whole body towards him. But his arm held me firm while his fingers continued probing, inspecting, searching my slit. I bent my left leg upwards then turned my knee outwards and down to rest on the bed, fully exposing my sex to Daniel, cold air making contact with the searing pink flesh. He closed three fingers together, and began to paint my sex with my own juices, coating my swollen clitoris, covering each of my labia, spreading a thick veil over my perineum, being careful to stay away from my antagonised anus. Stealthily he slid two thick fingers into my channel and I tilted my hips upwards to receive his attention. Daniel drew his fingers out again then returned them accompanied by a third finger. I whimpered at the way he was demanding my cunt should accommodate his deep exploration. He slid his fingers out again and added a fourth to the equation. I gasped at the pain that flashed through my pelvis, stretched wide by Daniel’s penetration.

“Ahh,” I moaned close to Daniel’s ear. He continued to massage me from within, my body growing accustomed to his demands. And just when I was beginning to relax, Daniel withdrew his fingers again, folded his thumb into his palm and slid his entire hand into my cunt. I began to shriek then, the agony and the ecstasy of the crazy caress causing me to writhe uncontrollably in Daniel’s embrace.

“Good girl,” Daniel whispered close to my ear. “Take it all in.” And I felt myself push back against his hand, the pain elevated to an excruciating level, yet some how becoming intensely pleasurable at the same time. I wasn’t sure why I allowed myself to continue – because Daniel was pleased by my ability to accommodate his entire fist, or because the sensation of being caressed like that was completely mind blowing? I surrendered just a moment longer, but finally I could take no more.

“Daniel,” I gasped, clasping his wrist with my left hand, “it’s hurting.” Daniel eased his fist out of my cunt and suddenly I felt an empty void take its place. I felt thrilled, confused, elated, unsure of what to do next. Daniel took his arm from my shoulders and allowed me to recline against the pillow.

“Don’t move,” he said. He knelt between my legs and stretched his body out along the top of the bed. Daniel’s feet dangled over the edge as he dipped his head to survey my distended vagina and the engorged clitoris still left wanting at its mouth. When his lips finally closed around my begging bud, my body lurched forward and I shamelessly began to fuck Daniel’s face. He indulged me, placing his stiffened tongue against my clit, sucking hard with his lips to hold my clit in place. I lifted and dropped my hips in furious jerking motions, driven by my desperate need for release. Suddenly I was overtaken by my own animal instincts as I worked my body in a frenzy against Daniel’s head. A warm sensation began to build in my nether regions and I sensed the soles of my feet begin to numb in response to the tension my body was retaining. I curled my toes in response and moved my hips faster and faster, undulating against Daniel’s tongue until my climax finally exploded between my legs and washed over my entire being.

“Oh, fuck!” I screamed at the top of my lungs, heaving, gasping, struggling for air. “Oh, fuck!” I said again, this time more quietly. My heart was pounding and I was covered in sweat. I felt as if I’d been plastered to the bed. I was quite incapable of moving and for a split second I had forgotten about Daniel completely. But not quite – he returned to the pillow beside me and lay flat on his back, his hands resting behind his head again, his face awash with a look of triumph. Daniel was grinning. Quite suddenly I regained my senses. I looked over at Daniel just as he stole a glance at me. We began to laugh, lightly at first, then heartily, our bodies shaking with mirth in unison on the bed.

Suddenly a thought came to me and I was awestruck. I thought it, but I couldn’t say it. I acknowledged it, but decided to keep it to myself. Lying there like that with Daniel, I realised that I loved him. And that, I admitted to myself, was something I never, ever expected.

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After texting all day between him and me I am so wet that I have to sit on a towel. It has been sooo steamy that once I dropped my iPad and was leaning over the back of the couch because my legs had turned to jelly. It was only a few minutes before I would get the message that he was on his way and I was going to sit in the hotel foyer. I was wondering if relieving my anxieties and need would be a good idea, should I quickly mas… Beep! Yikes! no time – and it’s better if he’s watching me. Downstairs for a short wait. A quick peek in the mirror tells me that for someone who is midway between thirty and forty and who spent two hours getting dressed and prepared, I look pretty good. Downstairs it is. My favourite ottoman is free to perch on while I keep an eye out. I read and play games on my iPad while keeping a watch through the glass doors. Beep! I look up and see him. It’s been a few weeks and I’ve been longing just for this…

“Hey beautiful.”

Followed by the most perfect kisses… It is scorching from the first touch of his lips to mine as we’re both starving for sexual release. We don’t stop touching and kissing until we’re outside my suite. After me fumbling for my key and his feeling me up, it takes a little time to get inside. The door closes behind us. From thighs to breasts I’m pressed up against him and feel his iron hard erection. I can’t think, my my brain’s blood supply has pooled between my legs. When he’s finished kissing my mouth he works his way down the side of my face and along the tops of my breasts, all the time murmuring about how much he wants me. He walks izmir escort bayan me to the bed and lays me on it, then climbs on top of me. Holding my hands in his he puts one leg either side of me, pinning me to the bed. Then starts kissing me again. Oh Heavens! It’s explosive! He uses one hand untie the front of my dress and it is quickly removed. All I can think of is his touch and how it makes me respond. With my newly freed hand I unhook the strap from my bra and pull out my breast which is caressed, kissed, teased. The moisture between my legs is making my knickers wet and I can feel it running out of me. I am mewling with absolute desire and I arch my back which makes him take my nipple in his mouth and caress it with his tongue. I am suspended in time, the outrageously exquisite sensations are holding me in place underneath this man.

He stops. I’m free falling through space as the bonds that held me in place have slipped. Then he starts on my other nipple and I’m drowning in insane pleasure. He’s savouring every moment of this as much as I am. I can feel his erection through his jeans and I want it in me so bad I can’t stand being empty. I say nothing though, he is in complete control. He lets my breast go and kisses a trail down to my crotch and stops there. He leans over me and whispers in my ear.

“Touch yourself.”

My fingers run over my abdomen and then between my legs where I am saturated. I can feel it through the fabric of my white lacy knickers. My fingers rub the fabric and I hear his breathing change as he takes his clothes off, although I have my eyes escort izmir closed I know he’s watching me. I tease him by slipping my fingers inside my underwear so he can envision it. He’s imagining my actions and he’s all fired up, I feel my knickers being taken off me and I raise my hips slightly to oblige him.

“Open yourself for me.”

I spread my labia with my fingers and I feel his ever so slightly touching my clitoris. He lubricates his fingers with my liberal supply of my honey and slowly slips one inside me. My arms fall to my side and I clutch the bedsheet out of pure lust. I need to be fucked, desperately need to be fucked. I say nothing because I cannot speak even though I’m screaming the words in my head. All that’s coming out is unintelligible noise. I feel explosive as he slips a second finger in my pussy and brushes my clit with the pad of his thumb. Oh God, I’m on fire! He’s watching me writhing and hearing the mix of yearning and desire in the animal noises coming from my mouth… I can’t stay still, the noises are matched by my writhing with pure carnality. I’m not sure how much more of this I can take without dying of pleasure… then he ups the ante as he gently touches my clitoris with the tip of his tongue. It was ever so slight but ohhh… so powerful. I slip my stockinged legs over has shoulders and my hand rests on the back of his head in a gentle caress. I feel his fingers slide out of me as he kisses my pussy with the same sweet perfection as he kisses my mouth. His fingers slide back inside me and he watches my every movement. He can see my eyes roll back izmir escort in my head and he stops. I feel a light kiss on my face and open my eyes, struggling to focus. He’s leaning over me. He teases my lips open with his fingers and I lick my honey off them.

“Do you want me to fuck you?”

“Yes.”

“What was that?”

“Oh yes, yes please!”

He rolls me over and kisses my back. Oh God! I bite my finger as he works his way down and I feel his cock working its way inside me.

“Oh God you’re so hot and tight!”

The slow, rhythmic movements are like the gentle waves at the beach that swirl around my feet. He’s holding my hands and I can feel his kisses on the nape of my neck. My pelvic muscles tighten as I feel his withdrawal. He rolls me over onto my back and re enters me.. As he does we embrace and we kiss.

“You feel so good.”

My legs wrap tighter around his waist and my foot runs up to just underneath his shoulder, my hips angle upwards and if it’s at all possible he is further inside me. Pure, unadulterated passion has us fused together as we move with an intensity that is beyond anything known to humankind. As the tension builds we both become completely nonverbal, letting our touches and kisses speak for us. Is there any better language? I can feel the rhythm changing as he gets closer to orgasm and I can feel completion building inside me. As I feel the changes in us happening I let out a stream of French “mon doux amour, je viens!” and I feel the orgasm rip through him. He kisses me lovingly as he holds me. There’s a mix of happy and sad for us because we don’t have long together. He has to go soon and then tomorrow I catch a flight back home which makes me want to cry but for the time being we’re entwined. I feel completeness because I’m where I belong – in his arms.

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sebnem karım ve kuzenim..

herkese selam..
daha önceki yazılarımızda swinger dünyasına giriş hikayemizi okumuştunuz.o süreçle beraber paralel kuzenimle de bazı şeyler yaşandı.fakat sebnem bunu çok sonradan öğrendi..
bu yaşananlar sadece şebnem alkolluyken kendisinin bilgisi dışında yaşandı..ilk olarak benım doğum gunu partımden sonra yaşananları anlatmak ıstıyorum.
partıden sonra olucaklar birinci önceliğimiz olmasada merak etmiyor değildik olucakları..sebnem partıde yeterınce alkol almıştı.ve hareketleri de dengesizleşmişti.partının sonlarına doğru evde sadece kuzenım ben sebnem ve partıye geç kalan bir arkadaş kaömıştı.herkesten sonra içmeye başladığı için rakısını bitirmeden gitmek istemıyor biz ise adamın gözlerıne bakıyorduk resmen gitsin diye..şebnem bu arada terasımıza bakan odaya geçmiş ve camın kenarında ki yatakta sızıp kalmıştı.arkadaşımız terasta odaya bakan bölüme hakım olmayan bir bölümde içkisine devam ederken biz kuzenımle planlamayı yapmaya çalışıyorduk.plan şebnemı de alıp kuzenımın ewe gidicez ve orda vodkaya devam edicektik.ev dublex olduğu için alt katta ailem yaşıyordu ve biz o ara nişanlıydık şebnemle.bu yuzden daha rahat oluruz diye kuzenın ewe gitmeye karar verdik.arabayla 3-4 dk mesafedeydi ewi zaten..
kuzeni sebnemi uyandırma bahanesiyle odaya soktum.uyandırırken kalçalarına veya göğüslerine üstündeki kıyafetleri uzerınden şebneme dokunmasını istedim.bende terasa çıkıp camdan kuzenımın şebnemi okşayacağı anı seyretmek istiyordum.bu başka birinin şebneme istemi dışında ilk dokunuşuydu ve heycandan ölmek üzereydim.şebnemle kuzenımın arası iyiydi.şakalaşmaları ve sebnemın kuzenıme guveni benı bu olayda cesaretlendirmişti.ama ne kadar cesarete sahıp olsamda bu işe olur diyebileceği aklıma gelmediğinden uyanması halinde kıyameti koparabilirdi.
oyüzden herşey onun hissetmiyeceği bir anda olmalıydı.yanı sarhoş ve sızmış iken olucaktı herşey..
ben yerımı aldım.pencerenın kenarında şebneme dokunabilicek yakınlıktaydım ama odanın dışındaydım.yatak pencerenın yanında olduğu için uyansa bile ben pencereden mudehale edip durumu kurtarmaya çalışıcaktım.kuzenım odaya girdi şebneme yaklaştı.uyuyormu hala dedim ewet işareti yaptı.seslendik hadi kalk diye ama tepki yoktu.bunun uzerıne şebnemın yanına yatağa oturdu kuzen ve bir yandan kalk diyip dürterken arada birde elbisesının ustunden kalçalarını okşuyordu tepki alamayıncada kalçaya dokunma elbisenın altına sokulan ele ve göğüslere dokunmaya döndü ve şebnem tepkisizdi..bunu çok uzatıp risk almadık.bu arada tersata içkisini bitiren arkadaşı uğurladıktan sonra şebnemı uyandırıp kahve filan yaptık.kuzenın eve gidiceğimizden dolayı az da olsa yuruyebilmesi gerekiyordu.kalktık evi azbuçuk toplayıp kuzene doğru yola çıktık.merdıvenlerden ınerken arabaya bınerken şebnem hep yalpalayarak yuruyordu.zor bela eve geldik şebnem biraz daha açılmıştı.
evde henuz açılmamış bir absolut ve yancıları enerji drinkler meyve ve çikolatarla dolu masamız onceden kuzenım tarafından hazırlanmıştı..
sebneım ustunde kısa sayılabılıcek bır elbıse vardı.bızım evde yatarken de kuzenıme ve bana sunduğu manzara muthıştı.ne kadar kulotlu çorap da olsa bacaklarının guzellığı bile etkilenmemıze yetıyordu..
masamıza oturudk ve eğlencelı muzikller eşiliğinde içmeye yenıden başladık.evde yaklaşık 4 double ve kuzenlerde de 2 weya 3 double içmesi yeterliydi.ölçüsünü biliyordum .anal sevmediği için şebnemı götünden sadece 4 doubleyi bulduğu geceler sikebiliyordum.bu gece ozel olucağından dolayı şebnem 4 ü geçmeliydi ki hiçbir şey anlamasın..
planladığımız gibi şebnem arzulanan kadeh sayısına ulaştı ve kendı gıbı davranmıyordu artık.hareketleri konuşmaları.cumlelerındeki dil sürçmeleri mantıksız cümleler filan..
yawaş yawaş şebnem masada uyuklamaya başlamıştı.alkol vucudunun heryerını uyuşturuyordu bunu hissedebiliyorduk.masaya düşmeden onu kaldırıp hadı tatlım yatalım diyerek yatak odasına götürdüm.kuzende şebneım gozune gozukmıcek şekilde yanımızda duruyordu.şebnemı yatırdım ve içeri biz tekrar masaya döndük.kendımıze birer kahve yapıp sigara molası verdık.böylelıkle şebnemın iyice sızmasını beklemiş olucaktık..
yaklaşık bir on dk anca bekleyebildik.ıkımızde heycanlıydık ve değişik bit tecrubeydi ikimiz içinde.kuzenle odaya girdik.şebnemın elbisesının kısalığından dolayı belkı soymamıza bile gerek yoktu ama onun o pamuk tenıne dokunma harıka bir histir ve bunu bu gece kuzenımle birlikte yaşıyacaktık.yatak biraz yuksekti.yanı olurda şebnem ayılırsa kuzen ystsğın kenarına yere yatıcak ve kendisini görmemesını sağlıyacaktı.bu sadece bır onlemdı.o esnada ayılsa dahı neler olduğunu algılayamazdı zaten.boş bakar boş konuşur we tekrar sızardı..
kuzen yatağın yanında şebneme dokunabilicek mesafede fakat görme açısının tersındeydı ve benım şebnemı soymamı bekliyordu.ben başladım.yukarı sıyrılan elbisesi sayesınde ilk önce kulotlu çorabını çıkardım.bembeyaz ve düzgün bacakları harıkaydı..daha once ki hıkayerı okumayanlar için şebnemı tarıf etmek gerekırse boy 1.70 siyah saçlı 90 göğüs ölçülerine sahıp çok güzel ve tatlı bir hatundur.merak edenler zaten profilimzde yüzü gözükmeyecek bir şekilde kendısını görebilirler..
elbıseyı ustunden sıyırıp şebnemı kuzenım ve benım karşımda sadece iç çamaşırlarıyla bırakmıştım.şebnem sırt ustu yatıyordu ve çook derın bır uykudaydı vodka sayesınde.kısa bır sure sonra sudyenını ve tangasını da çıkartp şebnemı çırılçıplak bırakmıştım.bu soyunma esnasında şebnemden hıc bır tepkı almamamız da bizi daha çok cesaretlendirdi.bu sefer şebnemı yuzustu cevirdik.tum yumuşaklığıyla kalçaları şimdi gözümzün ünündeydi.kuzen de yatağın yanında yere çömelerek bir eliyle şebneın kalçalarına dokunmaya başlamıştı.tedbir olarak kuzen bir elini bende bir elimi kullanıyorduk.uyanırsa 4 el olduğunu hissetmesin diye bunu tercih ettik.kuzenımın tedirgin dokunuşları gittikçe dahada rahatlaşıyordu.bu rahatlamadan sonra ben durexe ait kayganlaştırıcıdan avucuma sıkıp şebnemın kalçalarını ve göt deliğini kayganlaştırmaya başladım.kalçalarını iyice yağladıktan sonra kalça deliğiyle uğraşmaya başladım.tek parmağımla gir çık yapıyordum ve şebnemde tepki gelmedikçe parmaklrımın sayısı artıyordu.kuzenim artık dokunmadan sıkılıp iyice yoğurmaya başladı şebnemın kalçalarını.ben parmaklarımı içine sokup bi yandan da kuzenım şebneım kalçalarını elliyordu.artık üc parmağımla şebneme rahat rahat sokmaya başlamıştım ve o delik açıldıkça açılıyordu ( bu arada anala karşı olan kadınlara bir sözüm olucak 🙂 şebnemde ayıkken götten asla istemez ve malum çok acıyo tribine girer.bu geceki örneğimizde olduğu gibi eğer çok acıyan bir hadise olsa ne kadar sarhoş da olsan bir tepki verir değilmi insan.anladığımıza göre tr kadının sorunu pskolojik ve o olayın canınn acıdığa kendıni inandırmış olmasıdır,sizi kınıyorum 🙂 )
ne kadar sızmış olursa olsun kuzenım yanımda olduğu ıcın ve şebnemın uyandığında bizi görmesının tehlıkesı sayesınde onu o gece gotunden sıkmememye karar verdım.parmaklar okey ama en azından yarak girmesın tedırgın oldum çunku uyanabılır dıye.ve bız sebnemı parmaklamaya ve okaşama dewam ettık değişerek.
belli bir süre bunu sürdükten sonra sebnemı ters çevirip bu kez göğüslerını okşamaya başladık.artık çok rahattık.once ben denıyor bır tepkı almazsam kuzenımde aynılarını yapıyordu şebneme.dudaklarını öptükten sonra kuzenım bu kez şebnemı opmeye başladı.sewişiyor gibiydiler bir yandan göğüslerını okşayıp bir yandan dudaklarını öpüyordu karım olucak şebnemın.bu manzara benı daha çok tahrık etti ve bir an evvel kuzenımın şebnemın ıcıne girmesini istiyordum.
bu arzudan dolayı çokda vakit harcamadan kuzene işareti verdim.üstüne ağırlığımızı vermıyecek bir pozisyon seçtik ve şebnemı yan cevirdik.test için şebnemın arkasına yattım ve sikimi şebnemın bacaklarının arasınddan amına doğru bastırdım ve içine girip çıkmaya başladım.şebnemi bırak başkasına siktirmek kuzenımın yanında göğüs dekoltesi vermesi bile benı rahatsız ediyorken şimndi karım çırılçıplak birisin onunde ve sıkılırken onu izliyordu.bunda da tepki gelmeyınce ışıkları biraz karartıp kuzenımle yer değiştirdik.karımın arkasında çıplak yatıyordu.aletını karımın kalçalarına sürttürüyordu kendıne yol açmak için.derken oda amına dayadı ve şebneme sokmaya başladı.yan yatarken bacaklarını biraz çapraz yapıp amını ortaya çıkarmıştık.rahatça sikebiliyordu şebnemi.tedirgin gidip gelmelerini zaman geçtikçe hızlandırıp bir taraftan boynunu öpüyor göğüslerini okşuyordu.karıkmı sewişir gibi hem sikiyor hem okşuyordu.ok şebnem bilinçsiz uyuyordu ama bu çok belli olmuyordu.güzel bir sikişin dışında seyirci oluyordum ilk defa ve sikilen benim eş adayım şebnemdi.20 dk boyunca kuzenim şebnemi aynı pozisyonda sikti ve aletıtini çıkartıp kalçalarına boşaldı.şebnemın hıç bilmeden başkasından yarrak yemış hali ve kalçalaındaki spermler kazık gibi olan sikimi kırılma noktasına getirdi nerdeyse.o derece zewk aldım bu olaydan.kuzen pencereye geçip sigarasını yaktı ve bu sefer şebnemi tekrar yüzüstü döndürüp karnının altına yastık yerleştirerek kalaçalrının kalkmasına ve amının daha guzel bir şekilde ortaya çıkmasını sağlamıştım.amacım onu amından daha rahat sikmekti ama gecenın başında genişlettiğimiz şebnemın göt deliği gozume takıldı.uyanırsada artık kuzen işini bitirdiği için beni görücek ve kızsada benı neden götümden sıkıyorsun diye kızıcaktı sadece.o yuzden şebnemın bu durmunu göze alarak sikimi tükürükledim ve yawaş yawaş şebnemın göt deliğini yarmaya başladım.genişlemiş olduğundan bir hamlede girdi ve sıkıntı yaratmadı hiç.git gellere dayanıcak durumum yoktu.5 dk içinde şebnemin içine boşalmıştım.hem gece içinde aldığım onca zewke rağmen boşalmamam hemde şebnemın götünün genişletmemıze rağmen darlığı benı çok beklemeden boşaltmıştı.sikimin çıktığı yer artık spermlerım sayesınde daha kaygan ve genişlemişti.şebnem de tepki vermeyınce kuzene işaret ettim yapıcakmısın diye ve oda kaçırırmıyım der gibi kafasını salladı ve yine yer değiştirdik.kuzenın biraz once boşalttığı spermlerın nemını korurken şebnemın kalçalarında ikinci sefer sikmeye başlamıştı karımı.ama bu sefer götünden.normal zamanlarda ben bile sikemezken şebnemı götünden bu gece kuzenımle beraber doyasıya sikmiştik.kuzenımde içine boşaldıktan sonra şebnemın genişlemiş am ve göt deliklerıne bakarak bir sigara daha içtik ve şebnemı temizledikten sonra ışığını ve odasının kapısını kapatıp içeri döndük.
ikimizde şaşkınlıktan ölücek gibiydik.anlamadığından emındık ama bu alışmadığımız tecrube korkuya beraber acayip bir zewki tattırmıştı bu gece.birer kahveden sonra şebnemın yanına döndüm.bu kadar tatlı ve sexi bir kadına sahip olduğumu düşünüp yenıden azdım ve şebnemde yarı uyanık tepkiler vererek sewişmeye dewam ettik.her şey normaldi ve sabah da kuzenım uyurken evden çıkıp kendı evıme donduk.karşılaştıklarında da hıcnırşey olmadı herşey eskısı gıbıydı.bundan cesaret alarak yenı geceler duzenledık,bir sonra yazacağım hıkayede anlatırım,hoşçakalın.. / koray

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Asker Arkadaşlığı Başkadır (Bölüm 1)
Askerlik yapmış olanlar bilir, ilk teslim olduğunuzda her şey kaostur. Saç traşı, üniforma teslimi, koğuş sistemi, tekmiller, uygun adım yürüyüşler, eğitim, mıntıka, yemekhane görevi… derken ilk birkaç hafta kafanızı kaşıyacak vakit bulamazsınız.
Üniversiteden mezun olunca, hazır ciddi bir iş uğraş da yokken aradan çıkarayım diye düşündüm, kayıttı muayeneydi derken bir sabaha karşı anadolunun bir şehrinin otogarında buldum kendimi. Değişik hisler, duygular. Acemilik için eğlenceli geçti diyebilirim, silah eğitimi, yemin töreni, koğuş makarası derken insan zamanın nasıl geçtiğini anlamıyor. Yemin töreninden sonra acaba ustalık neresi olacak merakı, çarşı izninde bira içmece vs keyifli yani.
Ustalık şansıma İzmir çıktı, hem de yazın, güzel memleket. Şehrin işlek sayılan bir yerinde, büyükçe bir kışla. Kışlaya girdik, koğuşları bulduk. Uzun-kısa dönem karma kalıyoruz, bölüklerimiz de aynı. İki grup arasında biraz sürtüşme olsa da genelde uzun dönemler kısa dönemlere saygılı, hem okumuşlar gözüyle bakıyorlar, hem de yaşça büyüğüz.
Sıra geldi görevlere. Meslekten dolayı oto garajına görevlendirildim, otoyla bir alakam yok ama malum atom mühendisi televizyon sorumlusu oluyor 🙂 Tezkeresine 2 haftası kalan garaj sorumlusu bana bir-iki gün etrafı işleri gösterdi, elini eteğini çekip gitti. İş de araçları temiz tutmak, sorun varsa tamire yollamak, şöför kimliğini kontrol etmek gibi basit işler. Kapalı garaj, bir kısmı da yine içeride kapalı depo. Baktım tv var, çekyat var, şahane ortam.
Yemeklere şap konduğu şeklinde bir şehir efsanesi vardır, külliyen yalan çünkü koğuşta, banyoda çekilen 31’in haddi hesabı yok 🙂 Zaten konum İzmir merkez, nöbet kulübesinde 2 saat yolu izleyen adam bütün gün çadır dik geziyor. Ben özellikle banyoda vs göz göze gelmemeye vs dikkat ediyorum, askerde riskli bu işler. O sıra garajda işim de çok yoğun. 2 araç daha geldi, komutana gittim, bana bir eleman lazım tek başıma yetişemiyorum nöbetler de çakışıyor. Yanıma uzun dönem bir eleman verdiler. Safça bir çocuk, saygılı da, meraklı. Sabahları ona açtırıyorum depoyu, veriyorum anahtarı. Maç vs olunca yine ona bırakıyorum.
Haftasonu halısaha maçına gittim. Daha 15. dakikada ayağı burktum, baktım oynarsam sıkıntı olacak bıraktım. Dedim gideyim garaja kafa dinleyeyim, telefondan film açarım vs. Garaja geldim, bakındım kimse yok, zaten haftasonu olduğundan kışla boş. Depoya doğru gittim, kapıyı bir açtım, bizim eleman çekyata uzanmış indirmiş pantolonu, yanında telefonda porno, iki elle asılmış sikine 31 çekiyor

– Lan napıyosun?!
– Aaa-abi (pantolonu çekiyor) maça gitmedin mi?
– Lan bırak maçı asıl maçı sen oynuyosun gördük 😀
– Ya sen gelmezsin diye ya pardon çok–
– Tamam rahat ol ya bişey yok, çıkıyorum ben gelirim birazdan

Bir yandan gülüyorum, tam bir “çavuşu tokatlama” hadisesi. Bir yandan da “ne gördüm lan ben, iki elle mi asılıyordu bu” diye düşünüyorum. Kantinden iki çay aldım, döndüm depoya, toplamış ortalığı utançtan.

– Abi tekrar özür dilerim
– Ya önemli değil delikanlı adamsın da kitlesene kapıyı falan 🙂 Neyse hallettin mi işini?
– Ne işi?
– Yarım kaldı ya olm ben gelince
– Estafurullah ya yok
– Lan taşakların ağrır… Neyse sen o pornoları yolla bana bluetoothla
– Yollayayım, zaten 1 tane var
– Bi tane mi, indirsene internetten
– İnternetim yok abi..
– Oha.. İyi bi güzellik yapayım sana, benim telefonda bir sürü var, atayım mı
– Harbi mi.. Eyvallah abi sağolasın. Tekrar kusura bakma erkek adamız canımız çekiyor malum askeriz
– Hahaha biliyorum olm tamam keyfine bak, al yolladım pornoları, işini de bitir öyle kitle depoyu.
– Tamam çok sağol.

Hala yarı gülüyorum, yarı merak… Yemekhaneye gittim, maç bitmiş, makara muhabbet akşamı ettik. Gece nöbete çıktım 12-2, nöbet yeri kışladan uzak ağaçlık alan. Kurtlandım, açtım telefondan gay pornoları izlemeye başladım. Bugünkü sahne hala aklımda ama kelek iş… O an gözümde bir şimşek çaktı. LAN BENİM PORNOLAR KARIŞIKTI. Çocuğa yolladığım pornolarda gay de var, trans da! Yine çok fazla değil, aralarda belki tek tük ama… Hassiktir.

İzlemiş midir?
Birine söylemiş midir? Yok ya, 31 çekerken basıldım diyecek hali yok…
İzlemişse, bu ne amk mı demiştir yoksa
baya İZLEMİŞ midir…

Güç bela uyku.. Ertesi gün çarşı var, çıktık kahvaltı, arkası gündüz biracılığı, hafif sarhoşluk, döndük. Yat içtimasına kadar gideyim depoda takılayım. TAKTAK!
– Gel
– Abi seni arıyodum her yerde, nasılsın?
– İyiyim, noldu niye arıyodun?
– Abi dalga bilir misin (ne diyor lan bu)
– Ne dalgası? (acaba, lan?!)
– Sarmalık dalga (haaa)
– Sigara mı, evet
– Aynen, ben de sana bi güzellik yapayım dedim (cebinden paketi çıkardı)
– Ooo şahane, nerden ne iş?
– Bizim dönemden çarşıda denk geldim çocuklara oradan çözdüm.
– E yapıştır madem
– Sıkıntı olmasın burada?
– Haftasonu kimse gelmiyor biliyosun, yapıştır

Yaptı bir ufak, döndük. Bir iki muhabbet ama benim aklım hala dünde

– Ya bu sana yolladıklarıma baktın mı?
– Baktım
– (yutkundum) Orada bikaç karışık falan da vardı yanlış anlamayasın ben de dikkat etmedim atarken
– Yok sorun yok abi
– Ha gördün yani
– Gördüm de sorun değil abi kimseyi ilgilendirmez yani herkesin kendine
– Bak bu çok güzel felsefe…

Bi içim rahatladı, hem de ısındım çocuğa… Ama hala tam kestiremiyorum derken…

– Abi yanlış anlamazsan, bu bazıları var travesti de değil erkek de değil gibi?
– Ha? Evet?
– O ne iş nedir yani? (eee izlemiş işte :))
– Cd diyorlar, crossdresser yani kadın gibi giyinmiş. Vardı onlardan attığımda galiba
– Haa… evet, değişikmiş.

Muhabbeti devam ettirmek isterken baktım geç olmuş, yat içtimasına gitmemiz lazım. Kalktık kapadık depoyu, herkes koğuşuna. Bir gün önceki endişemi şimdi garip bir keyif-merak aldı. Bakalım…

—–

Bölüm 2 yakında

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“I’m dwn stairs now blue civic w/ lites on. – C” was all the new text said, as I read it from my cell with trembling hands. ‘This is getting out of hand’, I thought, as I none-the-less began to slip on a pair of flats and prepared to leave my apartment. Taking a last glance around as I paused before walking out, I reminded myself that this was why I was meeting a guy I didn’t know downstairs in his car outside my building.

I’d been laid off of my good paying salary job for almost a year now, and with my EI having run out, money had gotten very tight over the previous three months. Although I was able to pick up a couple shifts a week at a local greasy spoon, that income was barely enough to keep me in food and gas money, leaving my rent, and student loan payments up in the air. Already as I struggled to make rent each month, I found myself defaulting on loan payments, and getting nasty messages from the bank on my answering machine.

In order to make rent, I was lucky enough to cut a deal with my landlord. He was an older gentleman, in a loveless marriage with his wife of 25 years. Although he was getting up there in years, he still had a healthy sex drive, and apparently his wife was no longer as interested in physical intimacy as he was. One night, after a few glasses of wine, I called him up and made my offer to him, knowing from the fighting I had often heard from his apartment door that his wife and him were going through a rough patch. I offered to watch him masturbate, and even help out with my hands if he would knock some cash of my rent each month. We finally agreed on a $100 discount for every orgasm I helped to give him, and so each month I ended up owing only a couple hundred bucks in rent.

I began to enjoy helping my landlord out, watching as he stroked his smallish cock, wearing sexy outfits and talking dirty to him in my apartment while he pleasured himself in front of me. I did not need to lie when I told him how much I enjoyed seeing him stroke, as I had discovered a long time before with previous boyfriends that I loved watching them masturbate. As things progressed, I began to help him out, spitting on my hand and stroking him slowly when he got close, letting his cum spurt out all over my hand and arm. Once, in a fit of particular passion, his cum flew further than usual, splattering onto my heaving chest. I was so excited by this, that after he left I rubbed my own pussy raw, smelling his cum still on my cleavage.

Though my experiences with my landlord excited me, I never crossed the line to doing more with him physically. Though I was tempted, I never took his manhood into my mouth, giving him head like I used to give it to my boyfriends. Fellatio was by far my favourite sexual act, something I had learned at the young age of 16 with my first boyfriend. Ever since then, to the surprise of the guys I dated, I had been bahis firmaları a voracious and insatiable cock sucker, though only when in a relationship. The fact that my landlord was so much older, and married, kept me from placing my lips around his cock, and tasting his cum, though seeing him cum so often had awoken in me a hunger for my old love. Having been single for several months, this meant I generally relieved myself alone, either in bed or watching porn.

This is where “C” came in. Knowing I was still not making ends meet, but merely treading water, I started to explore the possibility of supplementing my income by giving handjobs or blowjobs for money. To my surprise, finding guys who were interested was very difficult. Since I was totally unwilling to risk street walking or approaching guys in person for fear of prosecution, I generally tried to set something up online, through dating sites. Most guys lost interest immediately when I revealed my motives, and those that didn’t generally either wanted a whole lot more than a blowjob, or made my skin crawl with their creepiness. After a few weeks of trying, I began to despair finding a normal guy who would want to pay me for a simple blowjob, with no other expectations.

While chatting on dating sites, I actually ended up making friends with a few guys who seemed honest, up front, and like all-round decent guys. In these cases I was actually too embarrassed to make my proposal, for fear of rejection. I was thus very pleasantly surprised, when after admitting to C that I was having financial difficulties, he made the offer himself to “help me out.” Having exchanged pictures, I knew that C was, aside from being a gentleman in our conversations, an extremely hunky black man, with wide shoulders and a body to die for. In the course of our discussions, he had admitted to me that he was as into fellatio as I was, although I didn’t let on to him how much I was into it. Knowing my dire financial straights, C offered to give me some cash in exchange for my “services.” I had agreed, and given him my number, making plans to meet the next day.

Still unsure of this new situation, having never even had a one night stand before, I decided that I wasn’t comfortable inviting C up to my place to do the deed, or with going back to his place, outside of my comfort zone. We settled on the parking lot in front of my building, which was fairly secluded, dark, and often deserted. Though C would then know what building I lived in, I felt safer that he would at least not know what apartment I was in.

My legs shook as I walked down the stairs, nervous for the act that would certainly be crossing a line I had never expected to in my life. Though I was afraid of the consequences of being caught in the act, the fact that prostitution was so taboo actually excited me as well, leaving my pussy wet and pulsing as kaçak iddaa I got closer to the front door. I shivered slightly as I felt the draft from the door, the cool night air giving me goose bumps up to my thighs. I had dressed for comfort, in a tight t-shirt and knee-length skirt, with a loose sweater on top, and flip flops on my feet. As I walked out into the parking lot, I immediately saw his car, and be-lined for it, hoping to warm up quickly.

C smiled as I reached for the door handle with a trembling hand. I opened the door slowly, and with great care not to bump my head, climbed into the passenger seat. Closing the door behind me, I finally glanced up at C, smiling nervously.

“How’s it going?” I asked awkwardly. “Did you find it alright?”

“Yeah. No problems girl.” C answered in a deep, manly voice. “You sure you want to do this?” He asked.

Taking in a deep breath while looking over his well shaped body, I answered. “I need the cash, and I somehow think its not going to be much of an inconvenience.” I managed a sultry wink as I finished.

“Well you’re gonna work for it baby, that’s for sure.” C said with a mischievous grin. “I don’t pay out for poor work “

“No worries there.” I replied, pausing as I applied a nice thick layer of shiny lip gloss. “I’m going to blow your mind.”

“Mmmm that’s what I like to hear.” C said as he began to undo his belt and unzip his fly.

I watched with growing excitement as C slid his butt into the air, and pulled his pants down to his ankles. With glee I realized he wasn’t wearing any underwear when I saw and heard his fat cock, half hard, slap against his stomach. It was huge and heavy looking, with a set of large balls dangling between his thighs as his cock head rested near his belly button. I leaned over slowly, and took a deep sniff of his manly scent, and at the same time felt his hand run to the back of my head, applying slight downward pressure. Taking the hint, I began to kiss the shaft of his cock wetly, letting him feel the warmth of my breath on his member.

I felt C’s cock begin to twitch and grow as I kissed it more passionately, letting my tongue escape my lips to wet the length of his shaft, drooling so that my saliva began to coat his balls as well. I moaned softly as I felt his hands begin to rub my back and cup my butt, pulling it into the air so that I assumed a downward dog position, my head buried in his lap. I ran my lips up and down his shaft now, using my lubricating spit to slide smoothly from balls to tip, teasing the entire underside of his cock. Unable to take it any more, C reached down and lifted my head up, using his free hand to lift his cock to an upright position. I paused for a moment, and looked up at him, my mouth open and hovering an inch from his cock.

“Do you want me to swallow your cock?” I asked.

With only a grunt as kaçak bahis an answer, C pushed my head down, and I let his cock head fill my mouth as I began to bob up and down on his meat. I let my mouth remain loose and drooled my saliva all over his shaft as I bobbed on him, sluicing up and down and making wet contented slurping noises all the while. I heard C groan with pleasure as I serviced him, and began to take him deeper and deeper, until I felt his wide cock head begin to batter the opening to my throat. I gagged slightly at his immense girth, and let more and more thick saliva begin to lubricate him so that he would fit into my throat. With an extra effort by me, assisted by a thrust from C, I felt his cock enter my throat at last, pulsing as it did.

After deep throating him several times, I pulled back a bit, and began to work on his cock with my hand and mouth together, twisting my hand as I stroked him up and down. I felt and saw his balls begin to tighten in their sack, and moaned as I tastes his precum. C now had one hand underneath me, squeezing my full tits, while his other had hiked my skirt up over my butt, and was kneading the ample flesh of my bottom, occasionally rubbing my soaked pussy. I moaned louder, and felt C’s cock begin to pulsate in response. Working like a woman possessed, I redoubled my efforts on his cock, running my tongue in circles while I bobbed, gagged, licked, slobbered and stroked his cock wildly.

With a fantastic groan, C began to pump his cum into my mouth. He thrusted into my head with each pulsing jet of semen, both hands pressing down on the back of my head, holding me in place while he dumped shot after shot of cum into my eager mouth. I swallowed willingly as much as I could, feeling his load fill up my mouth and start to leak from my lips. C continued to pummel my mouth slowly as the last of his load leaked out, and I took the opportunity to swallow down his salty cum, leaving my mouth lingering with its bitter aftertaste. I felt his cock begin to soften, but he kept it in my mouth, allowing me to suck it clean of his cum, and tasting the remaining drops. Finally, he let go of my head, and I slowly lifted myself off his cock, massaging the crick from my neck.

“Fuck baby girl. That was amazing. I needed that.” C said as he began to pull up his pants.

Leaning down to plant one last wet kiss on his cock, I continued to catch my breath as I sat back in the passenger seat.

“I have to admit, I think I enjoyed that as much as you did ” I exclaimed. “You have one fantastic cock hunny “

“Well its always good to love what you do for a living.” C replied. “And on that note, as promised…”

C held out a wad of $20’s for the agreed-upon $100. I smiled at him as I stuffed the money into my bra, winking at him as I did so.

“Any time you’re feeling in need…” I offered, “My mouth is here waiting for you.”

“Fuck girl, I could go broke in a month with that kind of service ” C laughed.

“Call me.” I said as I got out of the car, and legs still quivering, walked back to my building.

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Editor’s Note: story contains nonconsentual content.

*

Sarah Anne lifted the last cardboard box from the trunk of her car, and made her way up the steps towards her mother’s house.

This was her final destination after a rocky four year relationship with her boyfriend Steve, and a feeling of moroseness overcame her as she yearned for the small, one bedroom apartment they’d shared together.

Opening the screen door to the house, Sarah Anne pushed the inner door open, and nearly stumbled as it gave way beneath her fingers quicker than she had expected. Nothing had really changed in the time she had been away from home.

Nothing had really changed in the twenty four years since her birth. Her mother didn’t care for change, and the house had a definite relic feel to it.

The furniture and decor had remained the same since as far back as she could remember, and stepping into her mother’s house was like taking a whirlwind ride on a time machine.

Stepping through the living room with the box still in her hands, Sarah Anne made her way into the kitchen, and through the doorway that led up to the attic. Taking the steps slowly, she made her way up to the tiny remodeled room she was to call her own until she could find suitable living arrangements again.

The room didn’t feel much bigger to her than a closet, and could be quite stuffy when the window was closed. It barely had enough room within it to fit her bed and dresser, but it was quiet, and would allow her a great deal of privacy to sort through her life and the decisions she would have to make next.

It’s only saving grace was the small bathroom that sat off to the left side. If she closed her eyes, and imagined really hard, it was almost like having a place of her own.

Setting the box down on the bed, Sarah Anne pushed the bathroom door open, and turned on the light. It looked exactly as she remembered it.

The only major difference was that the brown linoleum was starting to curl slightly near the tub, and there seemed to be a crack in the ceiling she didn’t recall being there before. Other than that, it looked exactly the way it had the last time she had been in it.

Turning to gaze into the mirror above the sink, she frowned slightly at the discoloration beneath her large blue eyes. She looked tired, but that was to be expected with the amount of stress she had been under. Anyone would be tired if they had gone through what she had been through over the past few weeks.

Running her fingers through her dark blonde hair, she let out a sigh, and pushed out her full bottom lip as she scowled at her reflection. It contorted her features in an emulation of a monkey, and the image made her crack a small smile as she turned to leave the bathroom.

The sight of her little brother standing near the top of the stairs startled her, and she jumped as she looked at him warily.

“What are you doing up here, Artie?”

He didn’t respond, but she didn’t really expect him to. Her nineteen year old brother was mentally disabled, and rarely acknowledged questions that were asked of him. He could understand them, he just chose not to respond more often than not.

He wasn’t even looking in her direction. His dark eyes were glued to the small cardboard box she had left upon her mattress.

“There’s a box on your bed.” he stated as he frowned.

Sarah Anne nodded as she looked at his confused face. “Yes. I just put that there,” she told him.

“Why is there a box on your bed?” His frown grew larger as he looked at it.

Sarah Anne used her most patient tone as she responded. “I brought it up with me when I came up. It has some of my things in it.”

Arthur’s frown stayed in place as he turned to look at her.”There shouldn’t be a box there. That’s not where boxes go. You should move it.”

His large frame seemed stiff and tense, and extremely agitated as he informed her of this information.

Sarah Anne knew that distractions were the best route to go in these types of situations.

“Would you like to see what’s inside of the box, Artie?”

Instead of answering her question, he turned to glare in the direction of the box, and Sarah Anne stepped towards it, and lifted it from the bed.

Pressing the folds back on the top, she stepped towards her brother’s large frame, and held it out so that he could see inside of it. There were roughly a dozen paperback books in the box, and she held them up for his inspection.

His gaze dropped to the books for a moment, and he stared at them hard. He almost seemed to be confused as he looked at them.

Lifting one out, she held it up so he could see it better, and smiled. “See, Artie? They’re books.”

When he slapped it out of her hand, she gasped in surprise. The paperback dropped to the floor and skidded beneath her bed, and Sarah Anne snatched her hand away as if it had been burned.

“Why did you do that, Artie?” she asked with a frown.

Instead of answering her, bahis firmaları he took the box from her hands, turned toward the stairs, and dropped it so that it went tumbling down the staircase. Most of the books came spilling out, and each one hit a stair on it’s way down making a horrible racket.

He smiled as he watched them fall, then turned to look at another box she had placed on the floor. His gaze was as intent on this one as it had been on the last.

“Mom!” Sarah yelled down the staircase apprehensively.

Her mother must have stepped into the kitchen at the time that she called because only a moment passed before her head appeared at the bottom of the staircase.

“What is it, dear?”

Sarah glanced over her shoulder quickly before turning to face her once again. “Can you come get, Artie. He’s kind of freaking me out.”

Her mother frowned slightly before clearing her throat. “Arthur? You know you’re not supposed to be in the attic. Come down here right this instant before I give you a spanking!”

The threat was completely absurd to Sarah Anne’s ears. Their mother was a tiny woman. No more than five feet three inches tall, and her brother towered over her by more than a foot. He also outweighed her by a good eighty pounds.

Yet, when she barked the order at him, his eyes widened, and he hustled down the staircase quick to obey her.

When he was out of Sarah Anne’s sight, her mother smiled up at her apologetically. “Dinner will be ready in a few minutes, dear. Hope you’re hungry.”

Smiling at her mother’s warm face, Sarah Anne nodded before turning away from the stairs.

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Her mother had made meatloaf, and mashed potatoes with a side of steamed carrots, and peas. They sat at the kitchen table eating it as best they could since her mother had to pause frequently to reprimand Arthur from picking the peas off of his plate, and throwing them across the room.

By the time dinner was over, he had begun throwing them at Sarah Anne, and their mother had to raise her voice, and send him away from the table as punishment.

He seemed to balk at the order, but another threat of a spanking brought him back into line, and throwing his chair back as he stood, he stormed from the room in a tantrum.

“Im sorry, dear,” she said as she turned to Sarah Anne. “He’s not usually this misbehaved. He’s not used to having anyone else in the house, and I think he’s looking for attention.”

“It’s alright, mom,” Sarah Anne assured her. “I can only imagine what it’s like to deal with him. If there’s anything I can do to help, let me know.”

“Actually, honey, there is. The group center that picks him up in the mornings is going to be closed for the next few days for fumigation. They picked up a nasty case of bed bugs from what I hear.”

Her expression became apologetic as she looked at Sarah Anne.

“I hate to bring something like this up on your first day home, but it would keep me from having to take the next few days off if you were to keep an eye on him for me while I’m at work. It’s not that difficult. He spends most of the day watching television. The most you would have to do is make sure that he eats his lunch, and stays inside of the house.”

Sarah Anne’s eyes widened slightly at her mother’s words. She hadn’t been alone with her brother since he was little, and she could pick him up to get him to do the things she wanted him to do.

Now that he was twice her size, she was slightly more apprehensive at the idea of being in charge of him. Sarah Anne’s voice wavered slightly as she responded. “Alright. What do I do if he won’t listen to me?”

Her mother smiled, and waved a hand at her. “Oh. There’s a few tricks. All you have to do is say the right thing, and he falls right in line.”

Sarah Anne still felt unsure, but did well at hiding her concern as her mother smiled at her sweetly. “Alright, mom. I think I’ll be able to manage,” she assured her.

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Sarah Anne slipped the thin nightgown over her head, and let it fall around her body before pulling her long, dark blonde hair out of the neckline.

Once she was covered, she leaned forward to pull her bedspread back so she could crawl into her bed. The sheets felt cool against her skin, and she quickly pulled the blankets up around her before leaning over to switch off her bedside lamp.

Snuggling down into her pillow, she sighed comfortably, and opened her eyes to see the room softly illuminated by the moon’s glow that was trailing in through the window.

It gave the room a less spooky feel to it than if it were completely dark, and she silently thanked whoever had built this part of the house for having the good sense to install a window.

Slipping to her back, she angled her head back into her pillow in effort to get situated a little better, and as she turned her head a loud gasp escaped her throat.

There was a large shadow kaçak iddaa of a person on the staircase, and as Sarah Anne’s heart raced with complete terror, she let out a startled cry. That’s when she realized that the shadow wasn’t a monster, it was her little brother.

“Arthur? What are you doing?”

He neither moved nor responded. He was like a statue where he stood below the top of the staircase.

Sarah Anne tried again. “Arthur, you’re not supposed to be up here. Do you want mom to be mad at you?”

There was still no inclination that he had heard her, and his utter stillness began to make Sarah Anne nervous.

“If mom catches you up here you might get a spanking,” she continued. “You wouldn’t want that would you, Arthur?”

He stayed where he was, and didn’t speak a word. He was so still that if it wasn’t for the dark outline of his body, Sarah Anne would begin to question if he was really there at all.

At a complete loss as to what she should do, Sarah Anne took a moment to think of what would be the next best move. By the time she finally realized that she would have to call for her mother, she turned her head, and noticed that he was gone.

He had silently slipped back down the staircase, and had left the attic. Breathing a sigh of relief, Sarah Anne pulled the covers up higher, and closed her eyes to sleep.

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Her mother’s voice woke her the next morning. The sound of her name being called pulled Sarah Anne from a deep sleep, and for just the smallest moment she believed she was small again, and her mother was waking her for school.

“Honey, it’s eight o’clock. I have to leave shortly. Time to rise and shine!”

Groaning, Sarah Anne slipped from her bed as she approached the staircase. “Do I have time to take a shower?” she asked.

Her mother smiled as she looked up at her. “Only if you make it quick.”

Nodding, Sarah Anne stepped away from the landing, and headed towards the bathroom as she pulled her nightgown over her head. Dropping it to the floor, she stepped into the room in her panties, and quickly reached down to turn on the shower faucet to let the water heat up.

Once she finally stepped into the tub, the water felt amazing to her groggy mind. The heat splashed against her soft skin, and pelted against her back, and Sarah Anne tilted her head back beneath it as it slid over and down her body.

It was so utterly relaxing that fifteen minutes went by before she realized how long she had been standing there.

Quickly washing her hair and body, Sarah Anne rinsed off before turning off the water. Slipping from the tub, she pulled a large towel from the holder, and held it up to her face to dab the water away.

She slid it alternately over different parts of her body until she had gotten most of the moisture with it, then bent over to rub it over her hair to pull the dampness from it. Once that was done, she wrapped it around herself, and left the bathroom.

As the door opened she could hear her mother at the bottom of the stairs once again. “Honey, I really have to go now. Will you be down soon?”

“Yes, mom!” she called. “You can go. I just need to throw some clothes on then I’ll be right down. Two minutes at the most.”

“Alright, dear,” she said cheerfully. “Your brother is in the living room watching television. I left some contact numbers, and a list of do’s and don’ts on the counter. I should be home around five. Call me if you need anything.”

“Bye mom!” Sarah Anne called as she rummaged through a few of the boxes in search of the ones that held her shirts.

She searched through five different ones until she found them, and once she had she sighed in relief as she pulled a soft cotton tank top over her head.

Another two boxes resolved the issue of underwear, and she was in search of the right one that contained her jeans when a sound from behind her startled her into whirling around.

Arthur was standing at the top of the stairs, his eyes on the box she had been digging through. His dark head was tilted slightly, and a small frown passed over his features as he gazed at it.

Oh, shit. He’s going to throw all my clothes down the stairs, she thought in annoyance. “Arthur, wait downstairs for me. I’m getting dressed,” she told him.

Turning away, she pulled open another box, and smiled when a pair of Levis sat staring back at her. Pulling a pair from the box, she stood up straight, and frowned when she saw that her brother hadn’t moved from the spot at the top of the stairs.

“Arthur, I said go downstairs.” Her annoyance was apparent now, and she was beginning to lose her patience.

He was looking directly at her now, and Sarah Anne rolled her eyes as she turned away from him so that she could step into her jeans.

Holding them in her hands, she bent over, and lifted her foot to slip it into one of the pants legs when her brother slammed into her from behind. It sent her flying forward kaçak bahis so that she dropped the jeans, and went face first into the middle of her bed.

Letting out a startled cry, Sarah Anne’s hands came out to brace her from falling, and before she knew what was happening, her brother put his large hand in the middle of her back to hold her in place before his other hand came cracking down on her backside. The sound it made was loud in the room, and Sarah Anne cried out at the sudden pain of it.

“Spank!” her brother yelled out.

Surprise quickly turned to anger as she tried to push back against his hand in order to rise, but his overwhelming strength held her easily in position as his hand came cracking down again.

“Spank!” he yelled out again with a laugh.

Sarah Anne’s breath seethed out from between her teeth as she lost her temper. “Arthur! You let me up right this second! You’re in very big trouble!”

Her words seemed to hold little impact as he brought his palm down again. The impact was hard, and Sarah Anne gasped as she felt her bottom burn.

“You’re bad,” he told her. “You’re in the attic.” His palm came down again to slap at her ass, making it feel like it was in flames.

Crying out, Sarah Anne tried to reach back to cover her bottom from the next blow. “I’m allowed to be in the attic! This is my room!” She hollered at him. “Now let me up!”

“You need to be punished,” was his only response.

Pressing his palm more firmly into her spine, he pushed her hand away, then Arthur reached up to grip the waistband of her panties in his large fist, and roughly tore them down until they were around the middle of her thighs. It bared her crimson backside to his view, and he smiled as he slapped her ass again.

“Spank!” he said with another laugh.

Gasping at the searing agony that he was inflicting, Sarah Anne tried not to panic. “Arthur. You’re hurting me. Can you please stop hitting me, and let me up?”

In response, his palm came down again. “Spank!” She gritted her teeth. “Spank!” She closed her eyes. “Spank!”

Something in Sarah Anne snapped, and she snarled as she pushed back against his imprisoning hand. She was extremely close to wriggling free when her brother fell on top of her, and slid his hands beneath her arms to curl over her shoulders. He held her in a vice grip upon the bed as he laughed again.

“More spankings,” he told her firmly.

This time he used his hips to demonstrate the punishment. Lifting them away from where they were pressed into her bottom, he slammed them into her.

“Spank!” he yelled out again.

The strength he put into it jarred Sarah Anne’s entire frame, and pushed her up the bed. When he’d pull his hips back, she would slide down a little until he slammed into her again pushing her back up.

Up until this point he had been physically assaulting her, and more or less scaring the hell out of her, but Sarah Anne’s trepidation doubled when he laid on top of her, crushing her into the mattress.

He was now slamming his jean covered genitals into her bare backside in order to spank her, and with each pummel of his hips, Sarah Anne could feel that he was thickening within his jeans, and hear that his voice was becoming strained as he yelled out the spanks.

“Stop!” Sarah Anne cried out. “Get off!”

Instead of complying, his large hand lifted to the side of her head, and pushed it down to the mattress roughly, and held it there.

His spankings were increasing in speed, and Sarah Anne let out a cry of anguish as his hips began aggressively humping her bare ass.

“You’re bad,” he panted on top of her. “I need to spank you good.”

Sarah Anne could feel the length of his stiff dick pushing against her sore bottom, rubbing between her cheeks as he ground himself into her.

He had stopped using a slapping motion, and was roughly dry humping her through his jeans. He was grunting, and breathing heavily as he rocked Sarah Anne’s body to the tempo of his thrusts.

His palm was still pushing her head into the mattress, unwilling her to move at all, and for the next twenty minutes, Sarah Anne had no choice but to lay passively as he roughly rode her body.

The energetic way in which he moved against her had the bed frame squeaking in complaint, and Sarah tried to block out the horror that was happening to her as her brother grunted and lunged into her over and over.

When she felt like she could not take it a second longer, a sob escaped her. “Arthur, stop! I’m sorry I was bad! Forgive me! Please stop!”

His hips jetted against her continuously as she pleaded with him, but he ignored her agonized cries as a strange groan escaped him. It was followed by another and another, and Sarah began to realize in horror that he was having an orgasm as he stilled against her.

When it was over, he released his hold upon the side of her head, and placed his palms on the mattress to levy himself upwards to get out of the bed.

Once he was on his feet, he reached down to pick up the cardboard box that held her blue jeans. Walking over to the top of the stairs, he let it go, and watched it tumble noisily to the bottom of the landing.

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*****

“What were you doing in there for so long?” Rachel asked her brother Will, as she drove them home.

Will shifted in his seat. “He was showing me stuff.” He was a bit nervous at the questions, and a bit tired.

“What stuff?” Rachel pushed. “He’s way older than you, what stuff could the two of you have in common?”

Will cracked the window to let some fresh air in.

“Is it really that important?” Will shot back.

“No. I guess it’s not.” Rachel paused for a while. “I like his daughter, she’s sweet.”

“Yeah, She is.” Will said nonchalantly.

“She’s cute too.” Rachel added.

“Yeah.” Will replied with as he continued to look out of the window.

They pulled onto the long rock driveway leading up to their parents cabin.

They’d grown up in the cabin, living there full time since Will was around 14 and Rachel was 16.

“I like him too. He’s nice.” Rachel said, trying to keep the conversation moving.

“Agreed.” Will was being short.

“He’s cute…” Rachel added.

“Ya think? He’s a bit old for you.” Will said, being a tad bit sarcastic.

“Oh… I like older men.” She teased.

Rachel parked and sat there not moving.

“Yeah?” Will questioned her, surprised by her answer.

“Yes… a lot.” She said, pulling up to the front of the cabin. “Especially men like David.”

“Oh yeah? Why is that?” Will asked.

“He’s just… I don’t know… he’s matured, and manly… he’s just sexy.” She said excitedly.

“Yeah.” Will’s voice was soft. He looked away from her, looking out of the window at their cabin.

“Yeah? Yeah, what Will?” Rachel swallowed hard. “Yeah he’s sexy?”

“Yeah…” Will said, turning toward his sister. “Especially for an older man.” He added.

Rachel wasn’t sure what to say next. She sat there in the the car, not wanting to get out.

“Soooo… what kind of stuff was he showing you, Will?” She asked again, hoping that maybe she’d get an answer this time.

Will turned away from her again. “Stuff…” Will looked back at her. “He showed me his dick, Rachel.” He said softly and opened the car door, jumped out and walked up to the house.

Rachel sat there in awe. Maybe that is what she’d thought had happened, but she never thought he’d tell her that.

It was a small Village, and when David got a divorce and started spending a lot more time at his cabin, there were rumors… rumors that he was gay. Rumors that he liked men in their early 20’s. A lot of rumors. Although Rachel never really personally met him, she had heard the rumors. So… when Will had introduced her earlier in the evening, her mind began to race with thoughts of the nature of her brother’s relationship with David.

Of course, this wasn’t what had started the suspicion that her brother might be gay or at the very least bisexual or curious.

Recently Rachel had woken up in the middle of the night to pee, and saw that there was a flicker of light coming from the laundry room. Her curiosity got the best of her, so she decided to investigate. She lightly pushed open the door and saw that someone had lit a candle, and had it sitting on top of the washing machine counter. As she looked in more, trying to be as quiet as possible, she saw that Will was kneeling down, slowly gyrating back and forth, attempting to work a dildo into his asshole. She was in shock. She hadn’t seen Will naked in years, and even then it definitely wasn’t in any sort of sexual manner. She couldn’t move… she just stood there, stunned.

Rachel watched as Will pushed into himself, moaning ever so lightly, trying to keep from waking up the rest of his family. After the shock subsided, Rachel couldn’t help but wonder where the dildo had come from that he was pushing into his asshole.

Rachel was brought back to reality when she heard a hard moan escape her brother’s lips, and his ass cheeks güvenilir bahis start to flinch. From her point of view, she could only see his backside, but she knew that her sweet brother was in the middle of a very intense orgasm.

Rachel backed out of the laundry and disappeared back into her room, but she had never ever forgotten that moment.

As she sat in the car, still shocked by her brother’s words, Rachel felt her pussy go wet. She took a deep breath in, then out, and exited the car.

*****

Will sat at his computer desk with his dick and balls pulled out just past the waistband of his pajama shorts. He was looking up porn, and touching himself.

‘What the fuck?’ Will asked himself. ‘Why the fuck would I tell her that?’

Will settled on a gay bareback scene of two twink friends taking turns eating each other’s asses as the stroked themselves.

Will was hard as a rock as he played with his smooth dick, when his phone vibrated.

It was Rachel.

‘Really?’ Will asked, ‘Lecture time.’ He thought to himself.

RACHEL (MESSAGE)

Is that it?

For some reason, Will felt his dick flinch at his sister’s question.

WILL (MESSAGE)

Is what it?

Rachel laid in her bed wondering how far she wanted to take this conversation.

RACHEL (MESSAGE)

He only showed you…? Look not touch?

Will wasn’t sure what to say.

WILL (MESSAGE)

No…

Rachel slid her hand into her panties and started to tap at her hard clit. She could feel the wetness running down between the crack of her ass, settling into her crinkled hole.

RACHEL (MESSAGE)

So… touch?

Will was enjoying this. Maybe it was the taboo nature of it all, but his body was definitely reacting to the conversation.

Will spit down onto the head of his cock and started stroking faster.

WILL (MESSAGE)

Yes… touch.

Rachel slid her fingers into pussy, trying hard not to orgasm.

RACHEL (MESSAGE)

Did you like touching him, Will?

WILL (MESSAGE)

Yes.

RACHEL (MESSAGE)

Did he cum, Will?

WILL (MESSAGE)

No… we were interrupted.

RACHEL (MESSAGE)

OMG! Are you serious?? His daughter?

WILL (MESSAGE)

Yes…

RACHEL (MESSAGE)

Confession…

WILL (MESSAGE)

Yeah? What…?

RACHEL (MESSAGE)

That’s… that’s kind of hot… it’s… it’s taboo. It’s actually extremely hot.

Will squeezed and pulled at his dick, edging… waiting to cum.

WILL (MESSAGE)

It was… it was hot. It was really taboo, Rachel.

Will waited for her response, not sure what to do or say next, if he should say anything at all.

He almost wondered if this was all a trick, some little plan to get him to confess things for his older sister to hold over his head.

Then, Will heard a tap at his bedroom door. Before he had a chance to say anything, he turned his chair toward the door as Rachel, his sister walked in.

Will’s first instinct was to move to pull his shorts back up over his cock to cover up.

“No, no…” Rachel was quick with her words. “Don’t put it away.”

Will was taken back. “Huh?” He asked as he slid his shorts back down exposing himself to her. “Like this… you want to see this?” He asked her, almost confused.

Rachel shut the door behind her, and walked into the room. She had on a short tee and panties. Her crotch was wet.

“Yes… I want to see it.” Rachel whispered.

Gay porn played on the computer screen in the background.

Rachel and Will both thought the same thing;

THIS IS SO WRONG.

But, neither one of them had much control at this point. It was their hormones that was guiding them now.

“I like that.” Rachel said, nodding toward the computer screen.

“Yeah?” Will asked, his mouth was cotton.

“I bet you have a ton of that hidden on there don’t you.” She kept her eyes glued to the screen.

“Yes.” Will answered, instinctively grabbing at his shaft.

“Oh…” Rachel cooed, “my god.” She whispered türkçe bahis as she let her eyes take in her brother’s perfect cock.

“What?” Will asked, naive.

“It looks… good.” She said, now nervous. “Your cock…”

Rachel stood there in her brother’s room wearing just her panties and her tee. She wasn’t sure what to say or do next, and wondered if this was a huge mistake.

“I sucked him, Rachel.”

She felt an electric shock shoot through her body. Her brother had just admitted to sucking an older man.

“I should have talked to her longer, Will.” Was Rachel’s only response.

“Rachel?” Will asked confused.

Rachel slid her hand over her pussy, feeling just how wet she was through her panties.

“So you could have finished. I should have stopped Kristen from going into the house, so you could have tasted him, Will.”

Will was touching himself, watching his sister touch herself. Her words alone almost made him cum.

“Yeah, you’d do that?” Will asked her.

“Yes… I’ll do anything for you, Will.” Rachel said and paused. She grabbed at her hips and slid her thumbs into her waistline. “You’re my little brother, Will.” She said as she slid off her panties exposing her reddish colored mound.

“Oh… wow…” Will moaned.

“We can play with ourselves together.” Beth said, running her fingers through her bush. “I know you like men, but we can still cum together, Will”

Will was extremely erect. He liked how she kept using his name.

Rachel kept walking forward, moving towards her brother into her legs touched his.

“Where’s your toy at…?” She teased him, as she played with herself. “Oh wait… that wasn’t your toy, was it?” Rachel said before he could answer.

“You saw…” Will started in, but stopped. Of course she saw, she just brought it up. “No… it wasn’t my toy.”

Rachel could smell his precum. It was intoxicating.

“Who’s dildo was it, Will?” Rachel sat down onto her brother’s lap, facing him. Straddling him. She could feel his manhood twitching between her thighs. “Who’s dildo was that, that you put inside of you?”

Will was in complete disbelief. He was delusional at this point.

“It was mom’s… Mom’s dildo.” He managed to get the words out.

“Oh…” Rachel felt an orgasm coming but fought it off. “Did you taste her on it?” She let her pussy graze her brother’s fat mushroom tip.

“Oh god… yes, Rachel.”

“Mmm…” Rachel moaned. She picked herself up, sliding her body along his until her pussy was at Will’s mouth. “I wonder if we taste the same…”

Will leaned forward and licked his sister, tasting her pussy for the first time.

“Mmmm… so, how does it taste?” Rachel whispered trying to keep her voice down.

“Like hers…” Will moaned.

“Mm like who’s, Will?”

“Fuck… Rachel… it taste like… mom’s. Like mom’s pussy. Only fresh.” Will whispered, breathing heavy.

Rachel lowered her body, reaching a hand down to grab onto her brother’s dick. She sat on him without hesitation, pushing down onto him, taking him inside of her.

She leaned into him, kissing him, their tongues swapping spit.

“Ohhh Will, I can taste David’s dick on your tongue.” She moaned in between fucks. “Cum inside of me.” She paused, and looked at her brother. She leaned into his ear, and whispered, “I wish he was fucking my ass… I wish David was inside of me right now while you fucked me. And… I wish mom would walk in, in the middle of it…”

“Fuck…” Will moaned as his dick began to thrash. He was shocked by her words, but he couldn’t help but get turned on. Her words made him cum… harder than ever.

Rachel could feel her brother spilling cum into her body.

“Mmm you like the idea of her catching us, don’t you?” Rachel teased.

“Yes… I love the idea, sis.”

“Mmmm yes…” Rachel orgasmed at the thought of them being caught. Brother and sister being so taboo, so naughty, and mother catching it all.

Rachel kissed Will passionately letting his dick go soft inside of her.

“I love this… güvenilir bahis siteleri I want this to last.” Rachel whispered into her brother’s mouth as she kissed him like a lover.

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KRISTEN

It was dawn, and the sun had just started to break.

I rolled over on the couch, unaware of where I was at. I was naked. Suddenly everything suddenly became very real.

‘Oh my god…’ I thought to myself. ‘My father and I made love last night… we fucked each other.’

I got off the couch and walked towards the kitchen. The smell of fresh coffee hit my nostrils.

I stopped, frozen.

My dad had his back to me, and he was busy doing something at the counter. He had on a T-shirt that went just to the crack of his ass. He was bare below. His balls hung between his thighs, they were hairless… smooth.

I was nervous… embarrassed. Still nude! I thought about turning and heading upstairs to shower.

I didn’t.

I moved forward. “Good morning, Dad.”

He turned to the side, and I saw the profile of his dick. “Good morning, sweetie.”

He turned all the way around once he set whatever he was doing back down, and washed his hands.

“Sleep well?” He asked me.

I couldn’t help but look down at his semi erect cock.

“Yes, daddy… thank you.”

“You look beautiful…” he paused, somewhat nervous. “Sexy… you look sexy.”

“Thank you, dad.” I said sheepishly. Then, I’m not sure why, but words escaped my mouth before I had a chance to edit them, “If only I had one of these hanging between my legs, right…?” I whispered, and grabbed a hold of his cock.

He pulled me into him. “For now, we can pretend…”

“Oh yeah, daddy… you liked that?” I whispered, kissing his lips.

“Yes…” he moaned.

I leaned up against the counter, pushing my little ass out towards him. I slid my hand between my legs, cupping my pussy.

“Do you wanna fuck your boy again, daddy?”

“Mmmmm” he moaned hard.

I felt his body against mine, and then I felt his tip at my back door.

“Mmmm yes, daddy.”

He pushed into me, raw and bare. It felt rough and good.

“Yes, fuck me like your queen, daddy.”

“Ohhhh sweetie… oh fuck.” He moaned pushing me hard into the counter.

“I don’t want to leave…” I moaned, “I never want to go back home to my husband, …” I felt him pulsating “never, daddy…”

I pulled off of him and turned to face him. I took his cock into my hand, and could feel the throbbing.

“I’ll be your boy every fucking day, before I’ll spend one more day being his wife.” I whispered, and dropped to my knees taking him into my mouth.

“Oh baby…” he moaned, “my sweet sweet daughter…” he put emphasis on daughter. “I want you, baby… every day.”

I felt his hot sperm spill into the back of my throat, his delicious spunk coating my dirty little fucking mouth.

I pull my mouth off of his dick and look up at him. “You taste so good…like such a daddy.”

I stand up and kiss him, letting him taste.

“Mmmm I love the taste of cum, sweetie.” He moaned.

“I want you to eat my pussy now until I cum, daddy.” I kissed him again hard “make me cum all over that bi mouth of yours.”

He grabbed me and set me up on the counter, spreading my legs apart, exposing me to him. He pushed his mouth against my puffy pink lips, tonguing ferociously at my clit, making me swell even more.

“Yes daddy, eat me.”

I wanted him to eat any cum that has ever been inside of me, out of me. I wanted to feel his tongue deep inside of me.

He grabbed my thighs and pulled me apart more, exposing my kinky little fuck hole to his tongue.

“Mmmmm daddy, can you taste me?” I moaned hard as his hole slid into my asshole. “Can you taste your dick inside of me?”

“Mmm.” He moaned and I felt his mouth vibrate into my dark hole.

“Oh fuck… I’m cumming, daddy!” I felt the orgasm take control of me.

I grabbed at his hair, pulling his face up to mine… I wanted to taste my ass on his tongue.

It taste good… nasty, but so good knowing it was his mouth, my sweet bisexual dad’s mouth.

“Mmm I love you, dad.”

“I love you too, Kristen.”

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Nothing happened the rest of the night as Lisa was completely spent from her being fucked.

The next morning, Richard and I got up and hit the shower together. It was nice having our cocks touching each other and washing up. As we were finishing up, Lisa stuck her head in and said hi with a big smile.

Richard and I finished up and went into the kitchen where Lisa already had coffee waiting for us.

I asked Lisa how she was and if she remembered last night.

Lisa said she did not really remember anything except that she had a great time and hoped the rest of the weekend would be even better.

Richard asked Lisa, “Do you remember what you said when I asked you what you really wanted?”

Lisa looked at both of us and said to us that she did not remember.

We finished breakfast and headed back to the bedroom.

This time, Richard and I gave Lisa a show and got into 69 and sucked each other until Lisa got between us and split us apart.

She told us that she wanted to get fucked in both holes at the same time.

Richard got on his back and Lisa mounted him, sliding his cock in her cunt. She leaned forward giving me access to her ass hole. I slowly inserted my cock into her hole and I could feel Richard’s cock through the thin skin. I finally got fully seated in Lisa’s ass and Richard and I got into a rhythm.

It didn’t take long for me to shoot my load in her ass. As I pulled out, my cum oozed out and onto Richard’s cock.

Richard kept fucking Lisa and in no time shot his cum into her. She moaned as each cum stream hit her insides with a powerful force.

Lisa lifted off of Richard and fell to the side and passed out from exhaustion.

Richard. and I went into the kitchen to discuss Lisa.

Richard and I looked at each other in disbelief. We figured that there had to be a reason for all this.

Then, it hit me. I told Richard I bet I know what the problem is. I told him it had to be the wine he brought. She must somehow be allergic to the ingredients that made her act and talk like that.

I told him we would test my theory later on.

Lisa came out of the bedroom and told us she was showering. After her shower she looked radiant with water still on her. I told her that Richard wanted to fuck her now, before we went on the trail. Lisa’s eyes lit up and went immediately to the bedroom, with Richard following.

I let them alone so they could fuck in private. When they were done, we grabbed our towels and were ready to go out, when I suggested we have a toast to a great weekend.

I poured some of Richard’s wine and we all had a drink bahis firmaları and then left.

On the trail, Lisa started acting and talking funny. She kept talking about fucking as many guys as possible and wanting everyone to know that she was a cock slut.

Richard and I looked at each other and I told him I was right, that it was the wine.

Without telling Lisa anything, we continued on our walk and hoped the wine would wear off soon.

As we walked, we ran into that young woman who took the picture with Richard. She thanked us for the picture and passed a comment that Lisa looked lovely.

Lisa thanked her for the compliment and Lisa told her she looked great too.

Lisa went over to the woman and whispered something in her ear, then turned to me and Richard and told us to go on without her as she wanted to talk to the woman.

I looked at Richard and we left them, knowing that Lisa was probably going to have sex with her new friend.

We left them alone but staid within distance to keep an eye on Lisa as the wine was still affecting her.

Lisa took the woman to the secluded spot and they laid their towels down and laid down together on them.

We could see Lisa pulling her friend to her and Lisa playing with the woman’s tits and sucking them. The woman was feeling Lisa up and moved her hand down to Lisa’s pussy. Lisa spread her legs to let the woman have access to her cunt. The woman slipped her fingers in Lisa’s cunt until her entire hand was in her, fucking Lisa’s cunt.

We could see Lisa lifting up her body as the woman fisted her until it was obvious that Lisa came.

The two rested and then got up and walked out of the spot. We did not let them see us and we went in another direction to the house.

An hour later, Lisa came home and went directly into the shower as Richard and I sat on the couch.

When Lisa got out of the shower, I asked her what happened with her and her new friend. She said that they just talked, mostly about three of us. The woman, whose name was Jennifer, wanted to know how we got along together and our relationship. She also said that Jennifer is always looking at the picture she took with Richard and envied me.

Richard and I looked at each other and knew that the wine affects wore off and that the wine was the reason for Lisa acting irrationately and were relieved.

Since this was the last night for Richard’s sleep over, I asked if she wanted to do anything special.

Lisa said that she just wanted to go out to dinner then come home and relax in each other’s arms and cuddle and let it go from there. I said that sounded kaçak iddaa great and would be a perfect ending to a perfect weekend.

We went out to eat at a nice, expensive restaurant where the food was incredible. I made sure Lisa did not have any wine.

We got home around 9:00 p.m., and as we got in the door, Lisa’s phone rang. It was her new friend Jennifer asking if she could come over. Lisa said that the three of us were going to spend a quiet night together and maybe another time. As she was going to say goodnight, Richard yelled out for her to come over.

Lisa then told Jennifer to come over and expect it to be a long night and then said goodbye.

As we waited for Jennifer, Richard and I jumped into the shower and while in there, we called Lisa to join us. Lisa slipped in between me and Richard and we started to wash Lisa up and down. As we were “washing” Lisa, our cocks sprung to life.

Lisa then knelt between us, with the water cascading over her body, and started sucking our cocks.

Just then, the doorbell rang. Lisa gave out a yell to come in. As the person entered, Lisa yelled out to come to the bathroom and continued sucking our cocks.

The person turned out to be Jennifer and she came to the bathroom and let out a low gasp as she saw the three of us in the shower and Lisa blowing us.

I said hi to Jennifer and asked if she wanted to join us, even though it would be tight. She said she was fine watching, so she stood there as we continued.

It didn’t take long for me to cum in Lisa’s mouth and Richard shot his multi spurts of cum all over Lisa. We hurriedly cleaned our cum off of Lisa and finished our shower.

I walked over to Jennifer and welcomed her, as did Richard. Lisa also told Jennifer that she was glad she came over.

Jennifer said she was glad that we invited her and really enjoyed the show.

We all went into the living room and sat down with Jennifer next to Richard.

Jennifer told us she was single and just moved here and is renting to see if she likes the resort before buying. She said she has not made many friends yet but was glad she met us and apologized again to Richard.

Jennifer told us she was 25 years old, was 38-24-36 and smiled.

I told Jennifer she looked terrific, especially her huge nipples that jutted out from areolas almost two inches. Richard said he loved her landing strip too.

Jennifer asked us about our tattoos, my Rooster and Lisa’s Pussy and said she might get one, maybe one of a cow’s utters. Richard said he was getting one of a 2 x 4 piece of lumber and we laughed.

I poured some wine, kaçak bahis not Richard’s, for everyone and we talked about the resort and the people.

As we talked, Lisa and I noticed that Jennifer’s hands got real close to Richard’s cock.

Lisa blurted out, “Jennifer, just grab his cock already.”

We all laughed and Richard took Jennifer’s hand and placed it on his cock.

Jennifer looked at Richard, who got up and took her by the hand. He asked me and Lisa if it was ok and we said it was as long as we could watch and video them. He said that he would like that and Jennifer said it was ok too.

Richard led Jennifer to the bedroom and we followed. He laid her on the bed and we sat on the love seat to watch. I started the video camera.

Richard laid down besides her and pulled her towards him. His huge, hard cock pressed agsinst her body. In no time, Jennifer had her hand wrapped around his shaft, jerking it gently. Richard was sucking on her swollen nipples. Her head falling back in pleasure.

She pushed him back and her mouth found his cock head and started sucking it. His hands moved down to her pussy and spread her legs to allow him access to her treasure. As she sucked him, we could hear the low moans and whimpers coming from Jennifer.

Richard was able to get his entire fist in Jennifer’s cunt and was prepping it for his cock. He then pushed Jennifer on her back and mounted her. He placed his cock at her opening and started to penetrate her until he felt something stopping his insertion.

He looked at her and she then said she was a virgin and he was the first. Lisa and I were astonished but told Richard to continue fucking her.

Richard pushed his cock harder and harder until he broke through and filled her cunt completely. Lisa and I could see a small trace of blood which Lisa went over to clean up as Richard continued his assault on her virgin cunt.

Richard pumped his cock at a steady pace and she tried to keep up with him. He said he was ready to cum and was going to pull out but Jennifer said to cum in her as she takes the pill. Richard pumped her a couple of more times and then came in her. He shot stream after stream of cum into her no longer virgin cunt.

As he was cumming in her she was bucking her hips frantically as she experienced orgasm after orgasm.

Lisa ran to her and started kissing her, then started lapping up Richard’s cum right out of her cunt.

Richard got up and joined me on the love seat as we watched Lisa and Jennifer having sex. Lisa got into 69 and both women were eating each other.

In a few minutes, both women were having orgasms and Jennifer was almost in tears from the pleasure.

They finally stopped and the two women rested, their legs spread apart, cum oozing out of Jennifer. It was a great video.

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