FRIDAY (morning)

Alicia woke up in the back seat of the dusty old car in Mark’s garage. Her entire body ached when she tried to move. When she opened her eyes, she saw used condoms all over her body. The semen inside of them had leaked all over her. She made no effort to brush them off. When she sat up, she looked into the rear view mirror. Her face had dried cum all over it and a condom was matted in her hair. She looked like an absolute mess.

“You look like a whore,” she thought to herself.

And she was right – she did. Yesterday, she made an effort to stand up for herself. She wanted Tommy and Mark to know that she had limits. Alicia didn’t want Tommy, or Mark, to make decisions for her. All of this effort was in vain. Tommy confronted her and put her in her place. All of her pride and convictions had been thrown out the window.

He shouted at her in a way that she had never experienced before. No one had talked to her like that. She always thought that she would end up with a man who would treat her right and make her feel special. She had that relationship with Peter for a while, until things became too routine. After their breakup, she started dating Tommy. He gave her butterflies in her stomach and she enjoyed being with someone who respected her and didn’t judge her for her newfound sexual awakening.

All of that changed last night. Tommy had went from the boyfriend she always wanted to a monster.

“Maybe Ricky was right,” she thought. At the gangbang last Sunday, Ricky had warned her about Tommy.

She remembered what he told her…

“Doesn’t it bother you the way he talks to you?”

“He talks to you like you’re nothing.”

“You’ll see. It’s only going to get worse, sweetie. Don’t say I didn’t warn you.”

She knew he was right. Part of her felt guilty for not listening to Ricky. How could she know he would be right? At the time that Ricky warned her, they weren’t even dating yet. She was blinded by her attraction to Tommy and was unable to heed Ricky’s warning.

The other part of Alicia felt excited about what had happened to her last night. It was the same feeling she felt when she had been gangbanged at her father’s bar last week. She felt something inside of her bursting out. Feelings and desires she never knew she had manifested themselves after Tommy dressed her down the other night.

She looked into the rearview mirror again and whispered, “I’m a whore.”

She grabbed the used condom out of her hair and held it front of her. Even though it had been used and discarded a while ago, it still looked slimy. She rolled her eyes and tossed it on the floorboard. She grabbed the door handle and opened it, exiting the car.

“Where is everyone?” she said quietly.

The garage was empty. All that remained were empty beer cans.

Alicia shivered and decided that she should look for her clothes. She looked around the room for them. Her t-shirt hung over the back of a chair. She put it on – not caring enough about finding her bra first.

Her nipples poked through the white fabric of the t-shirt. She rubbed her arms in a futile attempt to warm up.

She looked down and saw Tommy’s video camera and a note attached to it which read, “Watch me.”

Finding the rest of her clothes was now in the back of her mind. Her curiosity had taken over. She grabbed the camera and walked over to the entertainment center, plugged the camera in, and turned it on.

Then she hit the PLAY button.

She immediately noticed that this was footage taken from last night after Greg had fucked her. Remembering this brought back memories of how awful her ass felt afterward and how he spit in her face. Despite the pain and the humiliation – she enjoyed it. She actually asked him to spit on her. This was something that she had never had happen to her before, but she was too turned on to care.

On the dirty television screen, she watched Tommy and Mark talk with Ian and Rex who had just got there when Greg finished with her. She could see Greg in the background, fumbling with his clothes and leaving her alone with them.

Greg was the only person yesterday who had been respectful to her, but Tommy turned him into a monster too. He no longer cared for her well-being and was content leaving her with four men with no regard to what happens to her.

Alicia watched as Tommy brought the camera back over to her. When the camera was in her face, she could see the load that Greg had deposited and the spit that hit her in the eye.

“Ready for round two, you fucking whore?” Tommy taunted her.

She slowly nodded her head.

“Hey boys, check it out! She’s ready for some more!” he shouted.

Without any instruction, Ian, Rex, and Mark moved closer to her. She was still on her knees and wasn’t sure what was going to happen to her next.

“Alright guys, listen up before we get going,” Tommy said. “Alicia’s nothing more than a cheap slut. Use her however you want. Do anything you want with her. She’s my girlfriend, but more importantly – she’s my slave. şişli escort Fuck her, spank her, slap her, spit on her, pull her hair, cum on her face, call her names – everything is on the table, boys!”

Tommy’s friends cheered as they eyed Alicia’s vulnerable nude body like a piece of meat. In reality, that was all she was to them now – meat. To be used for nothing more than sex.

Even though she looked frightened – she was ready. Ready for everyone to pounce on her and use her body.

Ian was first. He had unbuckled his belt and slid his pants down his legs as he licked his lips and stared at Alicia – with an unsettling grin.

“Sweet cheeks, I’ve heard Tommy talk about you. I thought he was full of shit ’til I saw that picture he sent me and Rex here of your sweet ass bent over that car. I can’t wait to tear you apart…”

She wanted him to fuck her. She wanted all four of them to fuck her, but Ian’s words were beginning to scare her. Alicia stood in front of Ian, trembling, waiting for his next move.

Ian grabbed her roughly around her waist and pulled her close to him. By this point, he had kicked his pants off, and stood in front of her wearing only a dirty white t-shirt. His rubbed his cock between Alicia’s legs, causing her let out a soft moan. He put his head down and grabbed one of her large, milky white breasts and stuck the nipple in his mouth.

He began to suck and paw at her tit like an animal. Alicia’s fears were subsiding and her body was beginning to enjoy the attention she was receiving. She threw head back and bit her bottom lip as Ian continued to chew on her breast.

“There ain’t a girl in this city with tits like hers Tommy,” Rex said.

“You got that right. I saw the pair on this one and knew I had to make her mine. There’s no way I’m letting her get away from me,” Tommy replied.

The two friends shared a laugh as Ian decided it was time to get what he came for. He grabbed Alicia and threw her on the musky old couch. She knew what was coming and braced herself for it – even making herself ready for him. She rested her arms against the back of the couch and stuck her ass out, opening her legs as far as she could.

Alicia looked behind her to see Ian approaching her, cock in hand.

“You want this bitch? You want Ian to fuck your little pussy?” Tommy spat.

She slowly nodded her head and meekly replied, “Yes.”

“Uhhh!” she grunted, slapping the hood of the car as Ian pushed himself inside of her.

“Yeah…this feels real nice,” Ian said, thrusting slowly into her pussy.

Ian was surprised at how it felt to be inside of Alicia. If what Tommy said was true, she had had a lot of mileage put on her pussy in the past week. He wasn’t sure if she would still be as tight as he hoped for.

He was also surprised at how wet she was. He didn’t need to lube her up before entering her. Alicia’s pussy was sopping wet from the teasing he had given her before fucking her.

While he fucked her, Tommy came around the side of the car and pointed his camera in her face. Her eyes met the lens of the camera.

“Baby, you know where this little movie of ours is going to go?” he asked.

She couldn’t shake her head “no”, because her face was pressed against the hood. It didn’t matter what she said, Tommy was about to tell her anyway.

“I’ve decided that sharing you with my friends isn’t good enough. I’m going to put this movie of you getting fucked by all four of us on the internet so the whole world can see what a slut you are,” he said, laughing at her.

“Yeah, bitch, that’s right, everybody is going to see me fuck your pussy raw,” Ian said. “From the beaners in Mexico to the Arabs in the Middle East to the Chinamen, Russians – even the folks in this city.”

Ian and Tommy’s words made her think. While Ian’s pace began to quicken, assaulting her pussy with hard, violent thrusts – she thought about what they had said. Earlier last week she was worried about people finding out about her secret sexual life. She scolded Tommy for taking nude photos of her when she undressed in front of him last Saturday. She had allowed the boys at the gangbang on Sunday to take photos and videos of her with their phones and share them with whoever they wanted. Her inhibitions seemed to disappear each day. She wondered if she had any left.

Her concentration was broken as she felt her long, raven black hair being pulled. Ian pulled it back as far as he could as she slammed into her.

“Oh! Ohhhh! Fuuuuck!” she shouted. “Y-Y-Yesssss!”

Tommy made sure to get her cries of ecstasy on film. Mark and Rex anxiously awaited their turn. They had taken their pants off and stroked their dicks slowly while watching Ian fuck Alicia.

With each thrust, the boys could hear Ian’s dick making a slushing noise inside Alicia.

“She is wet, ain’t she, Ian?” Rex asked, licking his lips.

“Fuck…yes she is! This bitch wants it! She wants four guys to run a train on her cunt. She’s getting…unnnghh…turned on by it. Getting bayan escort used by men is what this whore lives for….unnnghhh!” Ian replied.

“I don’t know how he’s doing it. I would have already busted inside her if it were my turn,” Rex laughed. “He’s lasting longer than I thought he would.”

Alicia was breathing heavy and panting. She felt like she had given up all of her inhibitions. She was surrendering her body to Tommy and whoever he saw fit. Her sweat picked up the dust on the couch and clung to her body. She looked filthy, but her appearance was of no concern to her.

Before she knew it, Ian smacked her on the ass and tagged in Rex.

“Alright, about time. You ready for this, bitch?” Rex teased.

Alicia looked behind her, biting her bottom lip, nodded her head and softly said, “Yes.”

Rex pressed himself inside of her pussy – moaning as he entered. Her soft, wet hole felt incredible around his stiff cock.

“Babe, how’s it feel to be filmed fucking my friends?” Tommy asked, pointing the lens directly at her face.

She knew that Tommy wanted to give her something good for the camera. As she was being fucked by Rex, she thought of what she might say. The look on her face told everyone in the room, including whoever watched this scene, that she was loving every second of it. She didn’t even need to respond verbally to Tommy’s question – but she wanted to.

“I….unngghh….I love it….I’m your whore, Tommy. I love fucking your friends….they can….use me…whenever they want. My pussy…belongs to you,” she cooed.

“That’s right, ladies and gentlemen, she’s mine. I own all of this. That cute, innocent face; those big, bouncy tits; that plump, juicy ass; and that pretty little pussy. It’s all mine and I tell her who to fuck and she does. Ain’t that right, babe?” Tommy asked.

“Uh huh…I’ll…fuck…whoever you want,” she answered.

“Let’s see,” Tommy began to think aloud. “Peter…me and the twelve other guys at the bar…Rolan…my ten friends…Uncle Otis…and now Rex and Ian – that’s twenty eight guys in one week. What…a fucking whore,” he laughed.

In between panting and moaning, Alicia looked up at Tommy and said, “Th-th-thirty.”

Tommy was confused. He didn’t know what to think of her correction. Had he got his math wrong? He went over the total in his head and realized there were still two names unaccounted for.

“Who are the other two guys you fucked? Tell me!” he demanded.

She knew Tommy might not like the answer, but she was willing to pay the price. She had given up her entire body and her freedom to Tommy – she didn’t care what happened to her.

“T-T-Two guys at…Bargain Mart,” she answered.

Rex slapped her ass, leaving a bright pink hand mark on her right cheek. He squeezed it as he continued to pump his cock in and out of her.

“Wait…you fucked two guys at Bargain Mart?”

“Y-Y-Yes….when you were inside…shopping…I let two of the stock boys fuck me…while I waited,” she replied.

Mark laughed, while Tommy stood in shock.

“Holy shit dude, she is the biggest slut I’ve ever seen. Susie Decker, look out!” Mark joked.

Tommy didn’t like Mark’s joke or Alicia’s answer.

“You only fuck who I tell you to fuck. Is that understood, bitch?” Tommy spat.

“Y-Yes, baby, I-I’m sorry,” she answered.

“I didn’t know she was this big of a slut, guys. This bitch was a shy little geek last week. Turning me down when I asked her out. Now look at her. She can’t get enough dick,” Tommy laughed.

“Fuck, Tom, her pussy is the best, but none of you are going to want it when I’m done with it,” Rex joked.

“Yeah, you’re like guy number thirty,” Mark said. “I’m still going to fuck her. Not gonna lie. She’s the dirtiest chick I’ve ever seen.”

“Let’s see how dirty she can get. Rex, you’re done man,” Tommy said. “I’m tagging you out. I’m going in. Hold the camera.”

Alicia looked behind her and saw Tommy approaching.

“Do you want me from behind?” she asked.

“Sit down, spread your legs,” he commanded.

Alicia turned around and did as Tommy instructed.

Tommy grabbed a bottle of lube off the entertainment center.

“What are you using that for?” Mark asked. “She’s probably already wet enough dude. Look at that hole. You’ll fit in. No problem.”

“I think you should be punished for fucking those stock boys. Don’t you think?”

“Y-Yes. I should be punished. Hurt me, Tommy,” Alicia responded.

Rex and Ian were beside themselves. They were shocked to hear her say that. It even surprised Alicia. She had never asked anyone to hurt her before.

Tommy squirted lube all over his right hand. Seeing this, Alicia’s eyes widened.

“W-What are you going to do to me?” she asked.

“I’m going to fist-fuck you, bitch. Hold your legs open!” he ordered.

Tommy kneeled down in front of Alicia, who bit her bottom lip. She was both afraid and excited about what was about to happen to her.

Tommy pushed two fingers istanbul escort inside of Alicia’s wet pussy. She took a deep breath and let out a soft moan. Mark, Ian, and Rex watched with morbid fascination. They moved toward them to get a closer look.

Alicia saw Ian and Rex on her left and Mark on her right. She had an audience to her degredation.

“Here it comes, slut,” Tommy spat.

He pushed four fingers inside this time. He moved them in and out with ease. Then he curled his hand and pressed it outside of her pussy. Alicia began breathing heavy as she prepared herself to take Tommy’s hand inside her.

After a quick push, Tommy’s hand was now completely inside of Alicia’s sopping wet snatch.

“Holy shit! He did it!” Mark cheered. “She’s getting fisted!”

Rex pointed the camera at Alicia’s pussy, which was now invaded by Tommy’s entire right hand. Alicia looked down and could barely believe it herself.

“Oh baby, I feel….so full…your hand feels so good inside me,” she cooed.

Tommy began to pump his fist back and forth. Alicia dug her nails into the couch cushions and braced herself. She could feel Tommy making fists and opening his hand, letting his fingers touch her inner walls.

“Ohhh fuck!” she cried. “Fist me! Jam your fist inside my pussy!”

“You like that, you fucking whore?”

“She’s digging it, man!” Mark laughed. He walked over and slapped Alicia’s right tit. The smack caused her to squeal. “You’re going to wreck her cunt doing that.”

“I don’t care. She’s mine. I can do whatever I want with her,” Tommy replied. “Isn’t that right?”

“YES! YES! OH YES! I’m yours. I’m your whore, baby. You…can do whatever you want with me. You can hurt me whenever you want. I’ll fuck anybody you want me to! Use me! OH FUCK!” she cried.

“I can hurt you anytime I want? I can come up behind you, while you’re in the kitchen, throw you against the counter and fuck you?”

“OH MY GOD YES! Please!”

“I can put you on the counter and slam my fist inside your pussy?”

“You can fist me…all the time…if you want! Stretch me out! I’m serious baby, do whatever you want to me!”

Tommy pulled his fist out, which was soaked in a combination of lube and Alicia’s pussy juice.

“I’m really stretching her out,” Tommy laughed. “I better stop for now or none of us are going to be able to fuck her. Her cunt’s going to be too big.”

“I have to say, I didn’t think she’d be into it this much. Looks I don’t have to force her to do anything. She’s going to do whatever I tell you to, isn’t that right?” Tommy asked.

Before she could answer, Tommy slapped her across the face.

Alicia bit her bottom lip again and nodded her head – grinning.

“Who’s next?” she coored. “I want you guys to fuck me until I pass out.”

Tommy pulled his cock out and pointed it in front of Alicia’s pussy.

As he pressed himself inside, Mark pulled Ian away from the show.

“Hey, I got an idea,” Mark said.

“What’s that?”

“Tommy’s fisting her gave me an idea,” Mark replied, grabbing a few pool balls off a table.

“No way, dude! Are you going to do what I think you’re going to do?”

“Fucking right, I am. I’m going to see if she can put a few of these inside her.”

“I love it! I can’t wait to see that!”

Tommy fucked Alicia faster and faster. He watched as her breasts bounced wildly with each thrust. He reached over and began smacking her tits.

“OHH YES! Fuck me, baby! Fuck me harder!”

Before she could get her wish, Tommy pulled out. Alicia looked up at him – disappointed. She wanted more and Tommy wouldn’t give it to her.

“I’m done fucking her cunt. Mark, you want in?” Tommy asked.

“Yeah man, but I’m going to try something,” Mark replied. “Watch this.”

Mark walked over toward Alicia. Still seated on the dirty couch, she was a filthy mess. She had dirt all over her from being fucked on the old car. Sweat was pouring down her face and all over her body. Out of breath and dying to cum, she looked up at Mark to see what he had in store for her.

He put one of the pool balls in his right hand and knelt in front of her. Alicia was confused. “Is he really going to put that inside me?” she asked herself. She looked at Tommy, who had a sadistic grin on his face.

Mark pushed the first ball into her pussy with little resistance. Alicia was surprised that it’s entry hadn’t hurt her. A combination of arousal and the stretching she received from Tommy’s fist made it a simple task for Mark.

The second ball pushed the first further into her pussy. This ball slipped in and joined the other. The feeling of having the two pool balls in her cunt excited her. She felt completely degraded and was loving every minute of it. She had given control of her body, and possibly her life, to Tommy – who she had only been dating less than a week. A man she was repulsed by before last Friday.

“Check it out guys,” Mark laughed. He pulled her pussy open to give the guys a closer look at the pool balls.

Tommy, Ian, and Rex could see the second ball peeking out through her folds.

“Hand me my phone. I’m going to get a picture,” Mark said.

Ian gave Mark his phone. Mark pointed it at Alicia’s snatch, but moved back to make sure he got her face in the shot.

I always loved that our apartment complex had a courtyard. It offered a nice view, right from the center of the apartments. The apartments fit together nicely on all four sides, all with windows opening up on the courtyard, and consequently, across the way. At this point in the season, the snow blanketed everything with the Christmas holiday coming up. A couple weeks ago, I had noticed that an attractive young woman had moved into the apartment across the way from us. She looked to be about 24, with shoulder length blonde hair, a slender build, and a great figure. A little shorter than me, she probably measured up to about 5’7. After one week, I noticed that she had also taken note of me. My husband works second shift, and I have the apartment to myself for the afternoon/evening hours, as well as the woman across the way.

As is my nature, I was unable to resist boldly showing off from my side of the complex. About once a day, I would make sure to walk past my window wearing very little, or nothing at all, usually something festive. On the third day, the woman noticed, and did a double take: I pretended not to see, but I felt the success of catching her attention.

This continued over the next two weeks, me boldly passing by, or ever staying in front of, the window pretending not to see her watching me. I wore everything from a slip to only some Christmas bows, advertising myself as a gift that I knew she wanted. She appeared to not have anyone over most nights, and as of yet I had not mentioned her to my husband. One particular night, I was feeling very frisky, and made sure to leave myself in plain view of the window, lit up by only the arnavutköy escort Christmas tree. I started to play with myself, pretending I did not know I was in sight of the window. I noticed her watching, but pretending not to see me. I smiled to myself as I played with my clit, allowing myself to start getting into it. To my pleasure, she kept watching as I started to writhe in ecstasy. I allowed myself to lose sight of her to get even more into it, massaging my breasts with my hands, tasting myself, and working myself into a strong orgasm. I glanced over right before cumming just in time to notice she too had started playing with herself. Triumphantly, I came with a sudden burst and moaned.

I knew my husband would be coming home soon, so I quickly cleaned up and mentioned nothing. The next evening, I knew he would be looking for some good, end-of-the week sex, and I had a surprise Christmas present in store for him.

That evening, when my husband called from work, I worked my plans into the conversation.

“Hey baby, I have an early Christmas present for you tonight.”

“Oh yeah? What might that be?”

“I can’t tell you. I guess you’ll just have to wait until you get home and see what’s under the tree.”

He sounded aroused and interested, and I knew it would be a good night. Shortly before he was due home, I marched purposefully around the complex to the room I knew belonged to the blonde. I knocked, waited, and had the pleasure of her answering promptly.

“Do you have plans for tonight?”

“Uh, n-no…,” she stammered.

“Well, you do now. Come with me.”

She avrupa yakası escort followed me somewhat nervously, but I could sense her anticipation as well. By sheer luck, we arrived back to my apartment shortly before my husband. We chatted briefly over wine before he got back, and I found out her name was Mariah. She seemed to really like my Christmas tree, and I moved us to just underneath it, enjoying the aroma of pine and my excitement for the night. As my husband got home, I answered to the door, leaving Mariah under the festively lit up Christmas tree.

“Mart, meet Mariah. She will be joining us this evening.” Just with my words, I saw a nice bulge start to rise in his pants. It was already late, and I was eager to get started. I grabbed Mariah’s hand and told her to follow me. As soon as I got to my room, I threw her gently down to the bed.

As I reached down to kiss her neck, I whispered “I know you’ve been watching me. I see you every day.”

“I…I-I…,” she stuttered.

“Shhh, it’s ok. Tonight you get what you want,” I replied, “This is my Christmas present to you.”

I quickly moved my way to her mouth, kissing her aggressively while removing her shirt. To my delight, her breasts popped nicely out of her shirt, revealing that she had not been wearing a bra. I sighed as I took in the sight. I was already feeling quite wet with excitement and anticipation. I kissed her breasts, rolling her nipples around with my tongue, feeling them harden. Remembering Mart, I moved back and let him take the lead as I unclothed myself. I watched him kissing her body, then moving down bakırköy escort to remove the tight skirt she wore. As she pulled her slender, well-toned legs out of it with some hesitation, I smiled to myself. Reaching forward, I undressed Mart as well, taking in the wonderful sight of his long, hard cock, a sight of which I would never tire. I moved in and took Mart’s mouth full on mine, kissing him passionately and letting Mariah watch. Once I sensed her desire to get back involved, I pushed my way into her crotch, taking her clit full on with my tongue. She gasped sharply and shuddered as my tongue plunged deep inside her, forcing her to moan.

Mart came at me from behind at this point, massaging my back and ass, playing with me as well. This time Mariah was the one to make a move, flipping me over so that she was now on top. Slightly surprised, I smiled at her, kissing her deeply. Mart then took her from behind, shoving his throbbing cock into her pussy, giving way to a moan himself. I slip upwards on the bed so Mariah could take in my pussy, dripping wet at this point. At the touch of her tongue, I plunged into ecstasy once more, enjoying her every touch.

Mart led the next change, putting himself in between us, fucking me harder and harder as he ate Mariah out. I could feel myself working up to certain orgasm, which I held in for as long as I could. I heard Mariah becoming louder and louder, a sound for which I had been hoping for over a week now. Mart grunted in work and pleasure, forcing his way deeper and deeper inside of me. Feeling the rage of the orgasm now, I called out and commanded the other two to cum with me. In the buildup of the moment, I screamed out at the same time that Mart grunted and Mariah shuddered underneath him. With simultaneous sighs, we collapsed into a heap.

Mart whispered to me, “What a Christmas present.”

I squeezed his hand in response with a smile. I had finally gotten the Christmas present I wanted all along.

It was so cold I decided to keep walking as I tried to hitch a ride. Standing still was out of the question, it was just too cold. In the last ten minutes the rain had gone from falling vertically to horizontal and the icy drops of water began to hit my face; stinging like tiny needles against any exposed skin.

The wind was kicking up anything that was loose on the ground and firing it around like shrapnel. To make things worse the rain was turning to sleet and I could tell that snow wasn’t far off. The temperature was getting lower by the minute and I was not only soaked to the skin, I was freezing. I needed a lift soon or I’d be suffering from hypothermia.

My breath became visible each time I exhaled. I began to cough occasionally as I breathed in the icy cold air. I wondered what the hell I was doing hitch-hiking in this weather, I must be mad. It wasn’t supposed to get this bad in October, was it? The radio report I’d heard a couple of hours ago had said it was going to be ‘sporadic showers’. Sporadic showers right! The rain had not stopped for a long time and going at it like there was no tomorrow. It was going to kill me if I didn’t get out of it, and soon. There had been no mention of this freezing weather front or the chance of snow. What the hell was happening? It felt as though someone was manipulating the weather to change my travel plans.

A truck driver had dropped me off at a road junction about two miles back and the area I was now walking through was definitely unfamiliar territory. I took a hurried look at my soggy road map but this place, wherever it was, was too small to be shown. I saw the name of the last town I’d gone through and easily picked out the next main town on the map, about thirty miles further on. But, there was nothing to be seen between them. As far as my map was concerned this was wilderness.

I started to walk quicker to try to keep warm; my head down and the collar on my jacket pulled up around my ears to keep out the rain. I couldn’t figure out what happened next but the hairs on the back of my neck were standing out on end. I distinctly felt that my balls were trying to retreat into my belly, leaving my scrotum a cold and empty sack.

It seemed to get dark so suddenly that I looked around to see if a street light had blown a bulb. My head quickly revolved to see if I could pick out what had happened. I noticed that there weren’t any lights to be seen anywhere. Looking up and down the road it was obvious that there hadn’t been any street lights for at least the last mile that I’d walked.

The change that caused the remaining daylight to plunge into darkness had been caused by something other than an electrical shutdown. There was a distinct smell of ozone in the air. Maybe this was what had made me think subconsciously of a blown light bulb? A feeling washed over me and I felt certain that somebody or something was increasing the manipulation factor. I thought – maybe someone is trying to introduce themselves?

Whatever it was I was hoping that a vehicle would stop soon and give me a ride away from this cold and scary little place.

Another half mile of hard walking and I saw headlights raking the darkness from behind my shoulder. I began to frantically wave my thumb in the hope that the driver would see me and stop. The car went howling by, a dense spray of freezing water was thrown up by the tyres and it soaked me even more than I was already. My head automatically bent down to let the water run from my hair to the ground, I knew that if I didn’t do this it would join the rest of the icy water that was coursing down my neck and make its way into the crack of my ass and beyond.

As I was chanting my “I must get out of this weather” mantra I heard the vehicle that had passed me come to a halt some fifty yards further up the road. I then saw the reverse lights come on, and the car made its way back to me. It was snaking slightly as it raced across the ground in reverse, the differential howled in protest at going backwards too quickly. I thought, “Jesus, this guy is going to kill me…” Then, as the car stopped a couple of feet from me I began to think, “Yes! I’ve got me a lift. Thank you, thank you, I’ve got a lift.”

It was a large black 1960’s Chevrolet. The chrome alone must have weighed as much a Honda. The window on my side opened and a quiet female voice said, “Where are you going?”

I leaned in toward the window and said, “I’m heading about thirty miles or so up the road. Anywhere close to the next town would be much appreciated. That’s about as far as I’m going to get tonight. I’ll look for somewhere to stay when I get there.”

“Please, get in. How long have you been out in this awful weather?”

I opened the rear door, took off my pack and as I threw it onto the back seat I said, “My last lift dropped me off about an hour ago.” I was shivering and the words came out as though I was stuttering, each word jerked its way out of me like they were tied to a string that had a knot every inch along its length. I was talking mecidiyeköy escort like a young kid reciting poetry. I tried hard not to shake but it just wasn’t working. I must have been a lot closer to hypothermia than I realised.

“Well, just make yourself comfortable; I’ll turn up the heater and see if we can get you warm again.” She seemed friendly enough, and unconcerned that she’d just picked up a man in the middle of nowhere. All I needed right at the moment was the warmth from the heater and a little T.L.C. from wherever it was on offer.

As I’d got into the car I could smell her perfume. I was thinking how nice it was, but all I could really concentrate on was the water leaking from my clothes onto the seat, then making its way onto floor of the car. I looked down and said, “I’m sorry about getting your car wet.”

“That’s OK, it’ll dry off. No harm done.” She offered her hand and said, “By the way, my name is Beverley. It has an “E”, unlike the TV program about hillbillies.” We shook hands briefly and I could feel how warm she was. It somehow made me feel that much colder.

“HI Beverley, I’m Danny, Danny Lehman.” I turned my head toward her as I introduced myself and I felt like I was not going to be able to look away again. The woman driving the car, Beverley, was absolutely stunning. She was older than me; maybe twice my age… perhaps early 40’s; about the same age my mother would be if she was still alive.

Her hair was what held my attention; it was almost to her waist. It was jet black, except for a streak of white about an inch wide that ran through the centre. It was pulled together in a pony tale, held with a flexible gold band. Without touching it, I knew that it would be as soft as silk. The noise it made as it swished against her dress was something I don’t recall hearing before.

I managed to drag my eyes away as she looked toward me and laughed. I’d obviously been staring at her and she said, “Has the cat got your tongue? I just asked you a question.”

“I’m sorry I didn’t hear you. What did you say?”

“I said are you getting warmer? I can either turn the heater up or you’re welcome to take a drink from the flask in the glove-box.”

I was still confused and a little embarrassed from being caught staring – like a schoolboy looking up his teachers dress from under his desk. “I’m sorry Beverley, what flask?”

“It’s a witch’s brew that will make you feel good; after all it is All Saints Eve… you know, Halloween, tonight.” She gave a theatrical, high pitched laugh like a loon. It soon had me laughing with her.

“I don’t want to turn your car into a sauna by asking for the heater to go up even higher so I’ll try your ‘witch’s brew’.”

Her head turned toward me again and she gave me a broad smile. She didn’t speak, she just smiled. As I looked at her, she returned her eyes to the road and I took in the rest of her at a glance. She was dressed in a tight black wool dress, at least it was tight around her chest, and then from the waist it billowed out slightly with a slit reaching to mid thigh. The front of her dress plunged low enough that her cleavage showed stark white against the black material. From where the dress finished above the ankle I could see black leather knee length boots, a grey leather lace zig-zagged up the outside of the boot.

The stockings covering her legs beyond the boots were also black; I could see them through the slit up the side of the dress. It was again hard to remove my eyes from this vision. Old enough to be my mother or not, this was a very good looking woman. I wondered what she would look like without the dress; maybe just standing there in the black boots and stockings.

I removed the flask from the glove-box; it had a coat of arms engraved on the front. The back was covered in red leather that was attached at the base. The coat of arms showed a phoenix rising from the ashes of an object on fire; on closer inspection it was a globe, but not the earth. The wings of the fabulous bird were smoldering as it went into the sky, its beak open in pain. The inscription below the drawing was in a language I didn’t understand. I just knew it was not English, Latin or French.

I removed the heavy silver top and tipped the flask to my lips. The witch’s brew turned out to be either a fine brandy, or a really smooth whiskey. I was no expert on liquor but I guessed that this was probably an expensive Napoleon Brandy or maybe an old Scottish Malt Whiskey. What I did know was that it tasted superb; there wasn’t a hint of the harsh taste that went with the cheap liquor I’d tasted at parties. As it went down my throat it warmed my insides instantly. The river of warmth continued all the way into my stomach. “This is excellent Beverley. What is it?”

“Yes it is, isn’t it? That, Danny, is 1858 single malt, from the Loch Airy Distillery in Inverness, Scotland.”

“That is very old! How on earth did you get a hold of that? If my dad was alive he’d be in seventh heaven.”

“I aksaray escort have the original bottle in my study at home; I bought it at auction last year, on this same date. If your father was a fan of good whiskey, he would have been in 8th or 9th heaven after a sip. This really is the best-of-the-best if you are a malt whiskey drinker. However, if you’re not, it’s still very good for getting you warm again after being out in foul weather!”

After another long sip of the whiskey the cold began to retreat and I relaxed and tried to get more comfortable. It was a lot easier than I thought it was going to be because minutes later my eyelids started to droop. I didn’t want to fall asleep; I knew I wouldn’t be in the car long; the next town was only thirty miles further on. I glanced at my watch, it was 6.30pm.

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I woke with a start, totally confused. I sat up and was immediately pulled back by the seat belt. My head slammed back into the seat and I said, “What the… what time is it? Where are we?” I looked at my watch and it was a few minutes before 8.00pm. “Are we there yet?”

“No. Well, yes – we were there, but I continued on. I hope you don’t mind, I only live another ten miles further on and it seemed pointless to have you stay in a motel, or worse still – rough it outside, when I have perfectly good spare beds available at my place. I don’t have a husband or family and the people that are coming around later aren’t planning to stay over. We can have dinner before they arrive, then you can disappear when I meet with them. What do you say?”

“Well, I hadn’t sort of planned to…” I stumbled over my words, still half asleep.

“If you don’t like it when we get there, I’ll turn around and bring you back again. How’s that for a deal?”

What could I say, I was being invited to dinner and a night in a beautiful woman’s house, with no strings attached. “OK, Beverley. You have a deal. Thanks.”

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Twenty minutes later we pulled into her driveway. This was some driveway; it must have been the best part of three hundred yards long. Every thirty yards or so there was an ornate lamp splashing a pool of light onto the black surface of the driveway. The lamps looked like replicas of the old gas lights that were seen in London in the early 1900’s. Beverley was driving much slower as the rain had stopped and a mist was rising from the paddocks to each side of the drive. It was turning into quite a thick fog as it made its way across the fence and moved into the path of the car

The lights for the driveway must have automatically activated as we cut through an electronic beam entering the property. The house remained in darkness until the car nosed its way passed the front door. Another beam was broken and lights went on around the garden area and above the doorway.

I had not been able to see the end of the driveway from the road, but as we came to the end of the drive a magnificent old house came into view. There were high stone chimneys and a large veranda going all the way around the place.

As the lights illuminated the house it was obvious that it was actually not really old at all. It looked like something from a movie; it then struck me that it looked just like Tara, the house from ‘Gone with the Wind’. The architect had done a great job. The design seemed unusual, but if you’re wealthy the unusual is easier to achieve. Whoever Beverley was, she was obviously very wealthy.

“OK Danny, here we are, welcome to my home.” She switched off the car, opened her door and stepped out. As I did the same on my side of the car I made an involuntary shiver as the cold hit me. “We’d better get you inside and crank up the heating or you’ll catch your death. I think a hot bath is the order of the day for you while I make us some dinner.”

As we entered the house I was absolutely floored by the luxurious interior. My mouth must have remained open as I was mesmerized by the opulence around me. Large doors lead off to both the left and the right. The floors were made of a deep red timber; it was polished to a shine that looked as though it was covered in glass. The rugs were strategically placed about the massive area beyond the entrance; they must have taken someone a long time to choose, they matched their individual surroundings perfectly.

Looking beyond the entrance hall I could see the huge living room and separate doors that presumably went through to the kitchen and dining areas. Everything about the place was fantastic. I had never seen anything like this in my life.

As Beverley altered the thermostat up a few degrees she said, “Well, what do you think of my home Danny?”

I closed my mouth, and said, “Beverley, this is awesome. I am very impressed.”

“Thank you. Now, don’t stand there in your cold wet clothes, to the bathroom with you! Follow me.”

As I followed her up a sweeping staircase she swayed slightly from side to side as she lifted her legs from one stair tread to the next. My brief review topkapı escort of Beverley in the car had not really done justice to what I was now seeing. She had a magnificent figure and obviously spent a lot of time keeping it that way. I didn’t know what her body was like below the black dress but if it was anything like I could see from the outside it had to be something else.

At the top of the stairs we went to the left and three doors along the landing she showed me into a bathroom that was as big as my apartment. There was a huge spa bath in the middle of the room. A shower was in the corner facing me; it had no doors or curtains, it was just a large concave tiled floor area that had six shower heads facing the centre at different levels and different angles. In another corner there was a toilet and a bidet. Everything in the room was in shades of ivory. The lighting made everything appear clean and without a shadow showing anywhere. The overall effect was very clever; the designer obviously knew their stuff.

Hanging on coat hooks on the wall next to the door there were three huge fluffy white bathrobes, like the ones they make available in really top-class hotels. Each of them had the same coat of arms that I’d seen on the hip-flask. Next to these were a row of shelves that held at least a dozen large white towels. On shelves above the towels were bottles of shampoo, bars of soap, shaving gear and all sorts of creams and potions, all of them were new, unopened.

“Help yourself to whatever you need Danny. When you have finished I’ll show you where you can get some other clothes to wear.”

“Hey, Beverley, this is very kind of you, thanks a lot.”

“That’s OK; I’m just pleased that I can help. Do you like lasagna? It’s one of my favourite meals. It’ll only take an hour or so to make and we’ll be eating by 9.15. That gives us plenty of time before my guests arrive.”

“Lasagna sounds good to me, as long as you have a very cold Dom Perignon ’48 to go with it? I laughed as I said this and Beverley just gave me another one of her smiles. She turned and left the bathroom and I began running the bath while I peeled off my cold wet clothes.

Five minutes later I was up to my neck in foam, the bubbles spilling over the side of the bath as the jets beneath the water pummeled my body and replaced the aching cold that had been there for hours with welcome warmth.

As I soaked in the lap of luxury I could hear classical music coming from downstairs, probably from where Beverley was making dinner. The music was something familiar so I began to hum the tune – most of the time off-key. As I relaxed I began to think about this amazing turn of events in just a matter of hours. One minute I was almost suffering from hypothermia and the next I was having a hot spa bath while a beautiful looking woman prepared dinner for us in the kitchen of her multi-million dollar house. When I thought that someone or something was manipulating the action around me, he or she was definitely doing it in style.

My body sank deeper into the warmth of the spa until the only thing not under water was my head, above the chin. As my mind wandered I felt, rather than heard, Beverley enter the bathroom. She smiled as I turned around to look at her, I pushed up so that most of my chest was now out of the water and I got comfortable on the seat that stuck out from the side of the spa wall.

“So, are you enjoying your warming up process Danny?” She placed the small stack of clothes she’d brought with her on the lowest shelf, and then grabbed one of the towels as she came further into the room. As she came closer to the spa her feet did not seem to be touching the tiles of the floor. I couldn’t make out why there was no noise as her leather boots made there way across the room.

“Yes, this is fantastic. I feel human again.”

As she got to closer she folded the towel and placed it carefully on the side wall of the spa. She sat side-saddle, and then slowly and deliberately stared at me. It was not a stare that was intimidating, in fact I felt very comfortable as she looked at me; as though she could read me like an open book.

“Dinner will be ready in ten minutes, so if you’d like to jump out and try on those clothes I will get ready to serve.” She was standing again, nodding her head toward the shelf. She then held the towel at shoulder height beckoning me to stand and take the towel from her. A little self-consciously I raised myself from the water and took the towel from her as she continued to stare directly into my eyes.

As my body got warmer my mind free-wheeled for a moment. I thought, tomorrow, November 1st, is my 21st birthday. Beverley innocently helped wrap the towel around my waist. Her smile flashed once more and she turned and left the room as quickly as she had entered.

I don’t know how she had known what size of clothes I would need, or where she had got them from, but everything I put on was a perfect fit. As soon as I finished dressing I made my way downstairs and followed the music and the wonderful smells that were coming out of the kitchen. Beverley was serving up the lasagna onto two deep plates as I entered the kitchen. As the vegetables were placed next to this she said, “Would you like to take these through to the dining room Danny, I’ll be with you in a moment.”

Susan meets a stranger, her not so secret admirer.

This story is about gangbangs, group sex, and non-consensual and reluctant sex. This story is about sexual fetishes. This story is masturbation and blowjobs with lots of cum. If you like any of the above, then, you’re going to enjoy reading this story.

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Revised, rewritten, and continued from chapter 03:

“Do you do this to every woman you don’t know,” she asked while laughing away her uncomfortableness and embarrassment of him masturbating her? “If I was any other woman, I would have slapped your face, kneed you in the testicles, and pushed you away before running to call the cops. Only, I’m not like any other woman that you haven’t yet met,” she said sticking out her hand.

When he looked at her, he stunned even himself by his inappropriate, sexual actions of lifting her short sundress and cupping her pussy through her panties before sticking his hand down the front of her panties to masturbate her. If stunning himself wasn’t enough, as she if wanting him to masturbate her, she stunned him by her consensual reactions of compliant complicity. Now, not knowing what to say, he didn’t say anything. He just stared at her. As if seeing a model or a movie star on the street, she was so beautiful that he couldn’t stop staring at her.

Instead of saying anything, seemingly, unable to speak, he stared at her. He continued staring at his beautiful sexual, fantasy woman that he had just sexually mauled and attacked. Hoping he didn’t ruin things by rushing things but, no doubt, too much too soon, he didn’t want her to leave without her knowing how he felt.

Instead of explaining his strange behavior and atrocious actions, he looked down and stared at her outstretch hand. In the way that she had a beautiful arm and an exquisite underarm, she had a beautiful hand, too. Suffice to write, this woman was uncommonly beautiful everywhere. Hoping she’d allow him to see her without her clothes, he couldn’t wait to see her naked.

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“Hi. I’m Susan. I’m pleased to meet you, or instead of shaking my hand would you rather kiss me again,” she said laughing. “Perhaps, you’d like to push me down on this dirty, train platform floor and fuck me while banging my head against the concrete,” she said looking down at the filthy floor before looking back up at him. “Or maybe you’d prefer to push me to my knees and stick your cock in my mouth,” she said with another laugh.

‘Stick my cock in her mouth?’ When she said stick my cock in her mouth, all that he could think about was sticking his cock in her mouth and her blowing him. ‘Does she want me to stick my cock in her mouth? Is she hinting that she wants to suck my prick,’ he thought? ‘Is she suggesting that she wants to blow me?’

With her as odd and as sexually aggressive as he was, he questioned her reaction to him French kissing her and groping her through her clothes? Unless she was selling kisses at a carnival, what woman would allow a strange man to French kiss her? Unless she was unescorted in an XXX-rated movie theatre, what woman would allow a strange man to touch and feel her through her clothes while French kissing her? Even a prostitute would rebuff his sexual advances until he discussed what he wanted, negotiated rates, and paid her.

Then, there’s the matter of the blowjob. Misinterpreting her meaning, he took her more literal than sarcastic. In the way that he wanted her to suck his cock, not difficult to make that connection, he mistakenly thought that she wanted to suck his cock. Truth be told, he’d love nothing more than to stick his erect prick in her mouth. Moreover, already knowing that she’s an exhibitionist by wearing such a short and revealing sundress, with the thought of someone catching her blowing him, he’d love to embarrass her while sexually exciting her at the same time.

Not knowing her well enough to know if she was kidding or serious about blowing him, he laughed nervously while shaking her hand with his right hand and unzipping himself with his left hand. If he didn’t try, he may regret not trying to encourage her to blow him later. If he did try, he may regret trying to encourage her to blow him when she screamed rape and yelled for the police. Now or never, he needed to know if she was kidding or serious about blowing him.

Judging her by her reaction and by the stunned look on her face, yet, instead of running away while screaming, when he pulled out his prick, she stared at his dick. To his shocked surprise, when he put a gentle hand to her shoulder, she willingly moved her to her knees. Not having to force her, with her clearly knowing what he wanted and taking the not so subtle hint, she took him in her hand and fingered the head of his cock with her manicured fingertips. Then, while staring up at him, she slowly stroked him, opened her mouth, and took him inside.

She continued stroking his prick while sucking his prick. After he masturbated her, she blew him. He couldn’t believe that sancaktepe escort this beautiful, dream woman was blowing him. He couldn’t believe that his sexual fantasy woman was sucking his cock. He stared down at her sucking his prick while she stared up at him with her big, beautiful, bright, blue eyes and with his hard, erect cock in her mouth.

He wondered what it felt like for her to have his dick in her mouth. He wondered what she was thinking while stroking him and blowing him. He wondered if she was as sexually aroused giving him oral sex as he was sexually excited receiving oral sex. He wondered if she enjoyed sucking his prick as much as he enjoyed her sucking his prick. Then, as if she could read his mind, she answered his questions.

“You’re going to think me such a whore,” she said removing his stiff prick from her mouth to speak while staring up at him. “But I love giving blowjobs. I love sucking cock. Embarrassed to confess this but I’ve been so horny that I was secretly hoping that someone, anyone, would masturbate me. Ashamed to admit but I was secretly hoping that someone, anyone, would allow me to suck their prick,” she said before taking his prick in her mouth again.

‘She loves giving blowjobs. She loves sucking cock,’ he thought. ‘Catching her at a good time, she’s been so horny that she’d allow anyone to masturbate her. She’d suck anyone’s prick. My kind of woman, she’s my kind of whore.’

With her on her knees and out in the open, he wondered if she was hoping that someone walking by in the train station would catch her sucking his prick. He wondered how she’d react if someone saw her blowing him. If caught, he wondered if she’d be embarrassed, humiliated, or sexually excited. He wondered if she’d offer to suck them, too.

With a dozen thoughts going through his mind, he wondered if she’d allow him to cum in her mouth. No doubt, with her admitting that she loved sucking cock, she’d allow him to cum in her mouth. He wondered if she enjoyed the taste of cum. With her loving to give blowjobs, probably, she does. He wondered if she swallowed. With her loving to suck cock, of course, she does. He wondered how many cocks she sucked.

Then, surprising him, she gave him what he so wanted. She gave him access to her underarm. With her continuing to stroke his prick with her right hand while sucking him, she raised her left arm to hold on to the back of him to maintain her balance. Unable to control himself from doing so, while hoping that she didn’t mind as she continued sucking his cock, he fingered her armpit. Already sexually excited, now with him fingering her armpit, it didn’t take him long to cum in her mouth and ejaculate a second load of cum all over her beautiful face.

“Matthew,” he said when he helped her up to a standing position. “My name is Matthew,” he said. “I’m so very pleased to meet you.”

She retrieved some tissues from her pocketbook and wiped his cum from her face.

“It’s nice to meet you, Matthew,” she said with a pause. “And to blow you,” she said laughing. “Thank you for cumming in my mouth. I take a man ejaculating his seed in my mouth as a compliment for a blowjob well done. And thank you for the cum bath,” she said laughing again. “It wouldn’t be a proper blowjob unless you ejaculated in my mouth and ejaculated a second load all of my face,” she said laughing, yet, again.

He laughed too, while looking awkwardly uncomfortable. He couldn’t believe that he not only French kissed a woman that he didn’t know but groped her through her clothes. He shocked himself by raising the front of her short sundress and cupped her pussy through her panties. Then, surprising himself further, he couldn’t believe that he stuck his horny hand down her panties and masturbated her. Even more shockingly surprising, he couldn’t believe that she allowed him to masturbate her.

“To be honest, I’d much rather kiss you again or have you blow me again, than to fuck you on this dirty, platform floor,” he said looking down at the floor before looking up and parting her lips again with his tongue. “I wouldn’t want to dirty your pretty sundress,” he said with a laugh while leaning down to brush some dirt from her knees.

He kissed her again and while kissing her, he reached down to feel her dress and panty clad ass before reaching up to feel her dress and bra clad breast again. Then, as if he wasn’t acting weirdly enough, he moved his index finger from her breast to impale her armpit with his finger. He moved his finger back and forth as if fucking her armpit with his finger. Then, when he removed his finger from her underarm, he took his index finger to his nose and sniffed it before taking his finger to his mouth to lick it and suck it.

“That tickles,” she said laughing while pulling away and looking at him oddly. “Tell me, does my armpit smell as good as it obviously tastes to you?”

Clearly, she laughed out of nervously and he laughed, too.

“Sorry, sultangazi escort but you have the most beautiful armpits I’ve ever seen in my life,” he said.

She looked at him oddly again.

“Armpits? Really? I have beautiful armpits?” She laughed while looking at him oddly. “Thank you, I think. I didn’t know that armpits were a sexual thing,” she said with another laugh. “This is a first for someone telling that I have beautiful armpits and someone being sexually attracted to my underarms while fingerfucking my armpit and sniffing and sucking their finger,” she said with a sexy laugh.

He looked at her with a warm and loving smile as if telling her that he wasn’t crazy or a threat to her.

“In the way that some men have a thing for licking women’s asses and/or women’s pussies, women’s armpits are definitely a sexual turn-on for some men,” he said with a pause. “And, proud to admit it, I’m one of those men.”

She laughed a melodious laugh that made him instantly love her even more.

“Maybe I could earn some money modeling my armpits as an underarm model,” she said laughing. “Why not? There are face models, breast models, ass models, hand models, leg models, and foot models, why not armpit models? I could do deodorant commercials or depilatory cream and shaving commercials. You could be my underarm agent. We could make a lot of money,” she said with another melodious laugh.

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She raised her chin in the air as if she was expelling smoke from her mouth after taking a drag of her cigarette. Only, she wasn’t smoking. If she was smoking anything, she was smoking hot.

“Having worked as a model and as a stripper, I’ve been around the block more than a few times. I’ve had my tires kicked, my oil changed, have been taken out for quick 100 mph dragstrip runs, and long romantic rides through the countryside in the moonlight. I was even a swinger for a few years with my ex,” she said looking at Matthew to see how he had taken all she had said. “Yet, a first for me, I never heard of a man having an underarm fetish,” she said with a shrug as if it was no big deal.

Obviously, shocking him as much as he shocked her by allowing him to kiss her while feeling her through her clothes and masturbating her, she laughed at the quietness of his shocked surprise. With her not rejecting him but accepting him for who he was, she did give him consensual sex by allowing him to kiss her while feeling her through her clothes, masturbating her, and by giving him a blowjob, after all. Nonetheless, indeed, he was a strange, aggressive man with an armpit fetish. Yet, showing her respect and sexual sensitivity, he had a uniquely uncommon appreciation for the female body.

Instead of being too physical and instead of him groping her, even with him knowing what she sexually wanted, he was still gentle with her. Instead of just masturbating her, with her just as sexual and horny as he was, no doubt, she couldn’t wait for him to lick her pussy while fingering her pussy and before fucking her cunt. Surprised if she didn’t, clearly, she couldn’t wait for him to make love to her before fucking her. And if she needed to allow him to have his wicked, sexual way with her armpits, she was seemingly willing to do that.

Only, with him having a salt and pepper trimmed beard, looking as if he was a psychiatrist instead of a masher on the commuter train to work, he was very good looking. Also, what she especially liked about him was that he was tall, about 6’3″ tall. With too many of her dates with shorter men, with him as her boyfriend, she could wear her heels. Even more than wearing her high heels without towering over him, not having to squat and/or contort herself to kiss him, she could look him in the eye.

“Been there and done that. I’ve done it all and what I haven’t done, I’ve seen it done,” she said already confessing her extensive, sexual past as if testing him and giving him a chance to run away. “Sorry to disappoint you if that’s your thing but the only thing that I won’t do is anal sex. Having been raped one too many times before, once by my uncle, once by my cousin, once by my piano teacher, once by all four of my much, older brothers, and once by my ex-husband, as far as I’m concerned, anal sex is for rapists, gay men, and men who on the fence about being gay.”

Instead of letting her go on her way or asking her for her contact information, he kissed her again. This time, more deliberate in his passion, he stuck his hand under her dress and inside of her panties again. Masturbating her again, he was determined to have her cum again. Rubbing her clit and fingerfucking her pussy, in case he never saw her again, he wanted to give her a lasting memory of him giving her another sexual orgasm.

“Oh, my God, Matthew. You’re going to make me cum. Don’t stop,” she said grabbing his hand by his wrist to direct his fingers while whispering her sexual lust in his ear. “Yeah. That’s it. Right there. Right there. cihangir escort Rub me faster. Rub me harder. Don’t stop. I’m cumming. I’m cumming.”

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‘Dear Diary,

I met a man today. His name is Matthew. I never knew anyone named Matthew until today. I never knew anyone like Matthew until today. A one-of-a-kind man, he’s my guy.

Before he even knew my name, he kissed me. Then, when I didn’t pull away from him, he French kissed me while touching me and feeling me everywhere through my clothes. Shocking me, someone who doesn’t shock easily, he lifted the front of my short sundress and cupped my pussy through my panties. Then, as if he knew what I wanted, he fingered my pussy through my panties before sticking his entire hand down the front of my panties.

Not stopping there, he rubbed my clit and fingerfucked my pussy. A man that I had never met before and didn’t even know, masturbated me. Matthew masturbated me, not once but twice. I still can’t believe that I allowed a stranger to masturbate me. What’s wrong with me to allow him to do that? Even though I feel like such a wicked whore, oddly enough and surprisingly, I feel as if he’s the one. With us both on the same sexual level, I feel as if I’m in love.

‘Wow, what a man,’ she thought? ‘What an unbelievable man?’

Still not stopping there, he pulled out his prick and put a gentle hand to my shoulder. Knowing what he wanted, I accommodated him. I stroked his cock while sucking his cock. I blew him. I not only allowed him to in my mouth but also, I allowed him to cum all over my face. Like my mother, Nasty Natty, like daughter, Slutty Susan, I’m such a wicked whore. Nearly forgetting to do that, I’m so glad that I keyed my number in his phone before leaving.’

“I love you, Matthew. I just hope that you’re not married,” she said.

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Chapter 04:

With apologies to Tennessee Williams who wrote, A Streetcar Named Desire stage play, unlike his play about life’s miseries, this story is about love at first sight and romance. This story is about sex, lots of sex, passion, exhibitionism and voyeurism, and wanton desire wrought with sexual fetishes. This story is about BDSM, group sex, and about a man allowing his friends to have their wicked, sexual way with his new girlfriend when she’s blindfolded and tied to the bed while he watched and masturbated himself.

“Susan! Susan!”

In the way that Marlon Brando as Stanley Kowalski yelled out Stella, played by Kim Hunter, Matthew heralded his sexual desire for Susan by yelling out her name.

“Susan! Susan!”

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That weekend, finally, alone with her in her apartment, Matthew moved to the bed with Susan. Wanting to take his time with her before his three friends arrived to gangbang her, he wanted to get her in the mood. He wanted to give her sexual orgasms with his fingers, his tongue, and his cock. He wanted to make sure that she was sexually satisfied before expecting her to sexually satisfy three men who didn’t love and appreciate her in the way that he did.

As if she was an expensive Christmas gift ready to unwrap, in between long, wet kisses, he took his time unbuttoning her blouse. As if each button was the key to her heart and the key to his lustful desire, he looked to see what each unbuttoned button revealed before unbuttoning the next button. Sexually seducing her, before unbuttoning the second button of her blouse, her traced her long, sexy line of cleavage and fingered the top of her lacy bra while French kissing her.

“I love kissing you, Matthew,” she said surprising herself by saying that so soon. They barely knew one another and, seemingly, she was already in love. “I love it when you stick your tongue in my mouth. I enjoy sucking your tongue as if I’m sucking your cock. I especially enjoy it when you take your sexual time with me,” said Susan. “No man has sexually seduced me in the way that you sexually seduce me. You make me feel so sexy and special. You make me feel so wanted. You make me feel like a woman,” she said.

Continuing to take his time, once he unbuttoned the second button, he felt her big breasts through her bra, first one and then the other, while continuing to kiss her.

“That feels good, almost relaxing. I love having my breasts felt while French kissing you. You make me feel as if I’m a teenager on Prom night again,” she said with a little laugh.

He lifted her short skirt to expose her white, bikini panties to his horny eyes. He stared at her exposed panties as if he had never seen a woman in her panties before. He reached between her shapely thighs to trace her pussy slit before cupping her entire, panty clad cunt in the palm of his hand. Sexually teasing her, he lightly fingered her pussy through her panties.

“That made me hot when you lifted my skirt to expose my panties to you. I’m such an exhibitionist. I love flashing my body. I enjoy showing my panties to unsuspecting men. I enjoy showing my panties to you, Matthew,” said Susan.

Teasing her with his finger, while making her wet with lustful, sexual desire, he fingered and rubbed her pussy through her panties.

“Oh, Baby, that feels so good when you rub my pussy through my panties. You’re already making me wet. I’m so very wet,” she said. “I’m ready for you to take me and fuck me.”

She lay there for a while listening to their combined breathing, feeling the cum oozing from her pulsating pussy. She smiled as she remembered the two men fucking her and the taste of the hot, salty cum in her mouth. Her hand moved lazily from stroking Gary’s chest down to her smooth belly until her fingers were stroking her cum smeared pussy lips. Both men watched as she rubbed her still-swollen clitty, spreading the lips so that Bill had a perfect view as she worked two fingers in and out of her hot hole. Her breathing became heavier and she moaned with pleasure as Gary and Bill were getting harder and more excited watching her fuck her pussy with her fingers.

Bill slithered up between her legs, his dick hard against her. He could smell her woman scent, his face inches from her as she probed and rubbed, her fingers glistening with a combination of juices and cum. She paused and offered her wet fingers to him. He took first one and then the other into his mouth, sucking and licking them, tasting her sex and Gary’s cum.

Gary was watching his woman with pride and admiration, his dick once again hard as he stroked it, enjoying the scene before him. He knelt besides Fee’s head and offered his stiff cock to her soft, wet mouth. As her tongue licked its way down his swollen shaft she could feel Bill’s mouth working on her hot cunt, licking the cum smeared lips, flicking her sensitive clitty and making bahçeşehir escort her gasp out loud. His tongue, starting near her ass, licked up the crack of her slippery pussy and plunged into her aching hole. Fee was squirming, clearly loving it. She took one of Gary’s balls into her hot mouth and rolled her tongue around it as he grew even harder, wanking his dick with her small expert hands.

Gary begged her to suck him; he needed desperately to be in her mouth. She smiled and slid the bulging head of his dick between her moist lips, sucking him into her soft wet mouth. Gently grasping her by the hair he began to fuck her sweet mouth, the same sweet mouth that Bill had shot his creamy load into earlier. Gary watched his dick sliding in and out of her eager lips. She looked up at him, gazing hungrily into his eyes as she sucked. Bill was lapping at her soaking cunt and Gary knew she wanted a hard dick ramming right into that hot hole of hers.

He lay back on the bed, propping himself up on a couple of soft pillows as she rolled over, her cunt dripping with juices, cum and saliva. She straddled his body, reached down to grasp his throbbing dick and started to rub it firmly against her clit.

Bill, stroking his own erection, watched enthralled as she lowered herself onto Gary’s hard cock, sliding it in right up to his heavy balls while Gary sucked on her hard levent escort nipples. He moaned out loud as her tight wet pussy enveloped his solid cock. She began to rock her hips, riding him slowly; Gary, holding her hips, thrust himself deeper into her. He felt her tight cunt muscles squeezing him, milking his hardness as she slid up and down, faster and harder, gasping and moaning as her passion grew.

Bill knelt at the side of them wanking his thick cock with one hand and reaching out to rub Fee’s hard nipples with the other. Wow! They looked great!

Gary was fucking her hard making her breasts jiggle about. Bill turned to Gary and offered his dick to Gary’s mouth. He had never tasted a dick before but had often thought about it; now was his chance. While Fee was riding his swollen cock Gary found himself stroking Bill’s and tasting its hot salty hardness, licking and sucking Bill’s dick for all he was worth, sliding it in and out of his willing mouth. This was really something. He could feel Bill’s dick filling his mouth, nearly touching the back of his throat.

The sight of her man sucking another man’s cock was was so exciting to Fee that she couldn’t stop herself from cumming in huge spasms, moaning out loudly as her cunt rhythmically contracted around Gary’s hard dick. Juices spurted from her hot pussy as it throbbed and twitched. OMG! This was soooooooooo eyüp escort good.

Bill took his glistening cock from Gary’s mouth and moved around to Fee’s ass, rubbing and stroking it. He licked his finger and slowly pushed it into her tight asshole which intensified her orgasm so much she thought she was going to faint with sheer pleasure. Bill grabbed her ass and spread the cheeks wide exposing her tight, puckered asshole. Shiny and slippery from the juices seeping from her well-fucked cunt, he guided his dick to her entrance and gently pushed the bulging head into her ass.

Gary could feel Bill’s dick rubbing against his own through the thin membrane of skin separating her pussy from her ass.

She was panting now as the head was fully inside her and Bill was slowly pushing more of his hard, thick dick into her. Gary was still fucking her hot cunt as Bill fucked her tight asshole. The sensation was just mind blowing. She felt so full; she was being fucked in both holes and loved it; as Bill drew out of her Gary rammed into her.

OMG! She felt herself cumming again. Gary could feel Bill’s dick twitch and swell as Fee’s orgasm began to shudder through her and this made his own orgasm begin to erupt. Fee felt them both begin to fuck her faster as her cunt went into great spasms, pulsating and throbbing around Gary’s spurting dick. Bill pulled out of her ass and started to shoot streams of hot cum all over her quivering ass cheeks, splashing onto Gary’s wet balls and thighs as he let out a loud groan of ecstasy.

Fee’s dripping cunt milked Gary’s dick as he shot his hot creamy load deep into her and once again they collapsed into a sweaty heap on the bed, panting and gasping.

“Hey me and my husband found your myspace page and we think you are a very attractive young woman. And we were wondering if you would like to have a very nice and discreet night with us at our house”

The wife wasn’t that attractive so Shanice reply’s, “Thank you for the compliment, but no thank you, thanks for the offer tho.” When she looked at the page she saw the husband he was a sexy chocolate color, bangin body, tall so he had to have a big piece. And Shanice took another look at the wife in a different picture and she wasn’t that bad. Shanice sent a new msg saying “I might be interested in having a little bit of fun with you.”

Mrs. Byrd reply’s, “that’s great when do you wanna do this? Tonight maybe?”

“Wow, chill not tonight we need to get to know each other before we can do that. First tell me how we would go about doing this. I want to know all of the freaky details.”

“Call me…..,” as she gives Shanice her number, “this will be a lot easier if we do this over the phone.”

Shanice called her the next day because she didn’t want to seem too anxious. Mrs. Byrd is trying to have small talk and beat around the bush, but Shanice just wants to get straight to the point. “How are we going to do this?”

“What do you mean how, we are going to gave sex.”

“Well I know that much but like is it going to be all three of us at once or what? That’s what I’m asking you.”

“O, well I believe my husband wants to watch as me and you fuck, then when were done I’ma watch him fuck you when you start to climax I’ma go over there and clean up all of your juices with my tongue while my husband fucks me in the ass.”

“Wow! Yea we can do that yea that seems like it would be fun!”

“So when do you wanna do this?”

“Let’s not waste any time, let’s do it tomorrow night.”

“Ok, sounds good to me I’ma tell my husband when he gets home, I’ma talk to you tomorrow.”

Shanice was anxious about the whole threesome with complete strangers. She went to her local sex store and got some lingerie even though she knew it would come right off. Shanice just got home and her phone rings.

“Hello”

“Hey you ready we are about to be at your house”

“Ok, I just have to change my clothes real quick and I’ma be down there as soon as I finish.”

Shanice hangs p the phone and hurries to get the new lingerie that she had just bought on. Then she ran down to the elevator. It was taking too long so she just decided to go run down the stairs. As soon as she gets downstairs she see’s The Byrd’s big hummer pulling into her apartment parking lot. She jumps in the backseat of the hummer before they pull off Shanice gives Mr. Byrd a deep intament kiss. He shook it off and said “Damn girl I can’t wait to get you home.” The wife looked at Shanice smiled and said “Where’s mine at?”

Shanice turned got on top of her and they just started kissing. Mrs. Byrd is taking Shanice’s shirt and bra off. She is licking and sucking the hell out of Shanice’s nipples. She is doing a great job at it because she has Shanice dry humping her. Shanice was getting so wet she whispered Mrs. Byrd’s şişli escort ear take me now. And she did she took Shanice’s pants off, she wasn’t wearing underwear. She told Shanice to sit up with her legs wide open. Shanice did as commanded. Mrs. Byrd started to make her tongue go up and down rapidly on Shanice’s clit and her finger’s were deep in her pussy. She has her moaning like she never moaned before. Shanice had had her pussy ate before but never like this.

After Shanice came multiple times back to back, her and Mrs. Byrd switched places. Shanice was taking all of her clothes off, Mrs. Byrd was helping because she looked a lil too excited to have her pussy eaten. After she finished getting her undressed Shanice started to lick her nipple’s in tight mini circles. Then Shanice put her legs on her shoulders and goes to work. You could tell that Shanice had more sexual experience when it came to things with her mouth by the way she was eating her pussy. Shanice had the woman screaming.

“Damn, can she work her tongue like that?’ Mr. Byrd

“YYYYYEEEEEESSSSSSSS!” she yelled.

“Your gonna find out in one minute,” Shanice said, “just let me finish with your wife. So get ready so all I have to do is get to work..”

“Yes ma’am!” Mr. Byrd says.

Shanice made the woman come one more time then she makes her way to the driver seat. The way Shanice sucks and licks a dick she can make any nigga come with the power of the tongue. So she always licks and kiss a dick before she actually sucks a dick. Then she grips his dick in her hands and starts giving him a hand job but as his dick swings it is going across her tongue. You could tell he never had his dick licked like this before. He started to tremble when her lips wrapped around his dick. The car swerved a lil bit, Shanice laughs and asked “Are you okay? You want me to stop until we get to your house?”

“Naw I’m good go head finish!”

But Shanice doesn’t straight up put his dick in her mouth. She kiss’s the tip then licks the tip the same way she does when she is eating a woman’s pussy. His legs started to shake Shanice grabbed his balls and moved her face down farther so she could suck o his balls one at a time. She couldn’t leave his dick lonely, so she massaged his dick until he came. When he came it came directly toward her face Shanice was a freak but she didn’t want that niggas cum on her face and in her hair so she had to do the matrix real quick with her hair.

Just after that we arrived that there house, they pulled into the garage. Mr. Byrd picked Shanice up and carried her all the way to the bedroom while Mrs. Byrd walked behind them. He dropped Shanice on the bed while he took everything off. Shanice is on the bed playing with her nipples and caressing her clit, while she wait for him to finish getting undressed. After he finished getting dressed Shanice and Mrs. Byrd each started licking and kissing a side of his dick. As they were licking and kissing his dick the wife was trying to finger Shanice but all she was really doing was scratching Shanice’s pussy. So Shanice moved her hand down there and moved taksim escort the wife’s hands slowly. She tried to put her hands back there but Shanice kept her hands there so she couldn’t get to her pussy. So the wife moves Shanice head and gives her his whole dick. The husband is face fucking Shanice, he has a tight grip on her head as he throw his dick deep in and out of her throat. Meanwhile the wife is putting a strap-on dildo on. Shanice doesn’t say anything because she has the husbands dick deep in her throat, but in her head she is thinking didn’t I just fuck you in the car. Now Shanice is just ready for this shit to be over. But Shanice was going to let her fuck her and then when it came time for the husband to fuck she was going to tell him to make her leave.

“Arch your back.” Mrs. Byrd said. Shanice didn’t look at the dildo so she didn’t know how long or wide it was. So as soon as she id the first stroke Shanice had to take the husband’s dick out of her mouth before she bite it. Mr. Byrd got up and walked around the two of them and just sits in the chair in the corner behind them beating his own dick while he watch’s his wife fuck Shanice.

The wife is standing straight up on her knees, she is holding Shanice waist pulling and pushing her on and off the dildo. After the wife finished making Shanice cum she turned to her husband and said, “Your turn baby!”

The husband makes his way to the bed, Shanice slides up and pulls the husband down on top of her. They start kissing, then he was licking her neck as he was doing so Shanice whispered in his ear “tell your wife to leave.” He looked up at her real quick and asked why. Shanice quickly broke down the reasons why she didn’t want her in the room while they were fucking.

“Can you get out now?” Mr. Byrd ask his wife.

“Excuse me for what?” she asked her husband with a pissed off look on her face.

“Because I don’t want you in here while I’m fucking her.”

“Why, this was my idea? I let you stay in here when I was fucking her!”

While they are arguing Shanice is sucking the husband’s neck and playing with his dick. Shanice didn’t care that the wife was mad because she wanted her to get the fuck out. “Aite cool! Shanice get dressed. I’ma take you home and fuck you there.” Shanice gets up and all of her clothes are in the car. So she just waits for the husband to get his cloth’s back on. Mr. Byrd looks at his and says, “Bye, be back when I get back.”

Shanice and the husband get back in the car and drove off. Shanice was in back getting her cloth’s back on, after she finished getting dressed she made her way to the front seat. “Open your legs?” Mr. Byrd told Shanice. She did as she was commanded, he slipped his fingers in. She is so wet that her pussy is making popping noises. Shanice is squirming and moving away. Then he pulled over and got out of the car and went to the passengers side, opened the door. Shanice was looking around and there was no one around where they were. The husband is lubricating his dick with some of Shanice’s fluids. He grabs Shanice by the back of her neck pulls her şirinevler escort so that she is sitting on the edge of the seat facing the door, they begin to kiss. As they are kissing he grabs her waist and lifts her ass and because of how much fluid was on his dick it slipped right in. This wasn’t the first time that Shanice had a dick in her ass. But most of the time they were thin dicks. The man had one of the widest and longest dick’s Shanice had ever had. So when he put it in Shanice let out a loud scream. He laughs and asks, “You want me to take it out?”

“No, I just need you to give me a few more strokes, then I’ma be good.”

He fucked her ass with longer strokes, Shanice’s juices were flowing, he started to massage her clit. Shanice knew he was about to cum because he let go of her waist, grabbed the frame and started fucking her ass harder. He exploded in her ass. He gets some of the juices that he just put in Shanice ass and put it in her mouth.

Right when he cums they hear sirens getting closer and closer. They were trying to see what they coming there direction for. Then they turned and they were parked and fucking on the side of a high school. The cops were coming because of there indecent exposure. Shanice and Mr. Byrd got in the hummer and drove off. Luckily they got on the interstate without the cops stopping them.

They finally got to Shanice’s apartment. As they get into the elevator the husband picks Shanice up by her ass and he slips his dicks in her warm wet pussy. An old couple came into the elevator it was so good neither one of them cared. They kept fucking until the elevator reached her floor. Shanice got down and they ran to her apartment. As soon as they got in the door, Shanice jumped back into his arms. He sits down on the couch and Shanice slips his dick into her pussy. She bounces up and down on his dick. She push’s him so he is laying down on the couch, she turns from facing him to just her ass facing him. She did this so he could see her ass shake as she pops her pussy on and off his dick. He picks her up and bounces her on and off his dick as he stands up. Then he threw her upper body down and was fucking her while she was went over like the London bridge. From this position they just decided to have so he had her upper body laying down on a chair then he was under the chair with his waist lifted she was dropping her pussy on his dick. From this position they moved to a position called the head game. He kneeled on both knees put her on the floor lifted her until just her shoulders and head was on the ground. Then he wrapped his hands around her hips, she held his thighs for leverage and he began to fuck her pussy while she was upside down. He is about to cum he pulls his dick out of her pussy and puts it in her mouth. When she gets it all the way in her mouth he grabs her face and starts fucking the shit out of her face again. He shoots all of his cum in the back of her throat.

Shanice swallows it and licks his dick clean. She goes to the counter because her phone was ringing. It was his wife.

“Bitch, where the fuck is my husband.”

“He just got done fucking my pussy and getting his dick cleaned.”

“Bitch I’ma fuck you up.”

“Doubt it, but your husband is on the way.”

Shanice hangs up the phone. Mr. Byrd and Shanice say there goodbyes in another intament kiss. Before he leaves they make plane to do it again next week.

10 more to go, and 9, 8, 7. God, why do they have too make this so hard? 6, 5.. Come on Trish, you can do this, my thought’s egging on my legs 4, 3, 2 one more, yes.. nearly there. And 1.. Aaah. Bliss.

8.35pm. 37 minutes after my gruelling workout started, thank goodness. It was over I knew my aims, my wants. Just oblivious that it would ever be this hard. The third day in the gym this week, and today only being Wednesday. I love it. My new second home, a place I can create the real me, the me I crave to be. The buzz after your first work out, relaxation in the jacuzzi as your after treat.

As I grab my water too leave, I make the same decision as I do everyday, too walk a little bit extra too the changing room’s, too have a sly glance of those muscular blokes. The weights hovering in the air, as those big arms flex too bring them back down too earth. I think of it being me, the curve of the edge matching the curve of my body as they lift me into the air, and then back down, continually in there grasp.

What is wrong with me today? Lets just hit the changing room, and get In the pool.

The changing rooms, were quite small really, nice.. good condition, but yet always reminded me of my school changing rooms. The same distinguished smell, of mild sweat, the same layout; the girls who aren’t comfortable with their figure, hiding away, almost fooling themselves that their invisible, then the girl’s who were so comfortable with their body, they’d be flaunting it. Regardless on whether you wanted a glance.

Maybe, it’s just me. I can’t help but have a look – see who’s skin looks softer, Stomach flatter, thigh’s better toned, Larger breasts, more defined buttocks.

Me against her. It was always myself against them.

I: roughly 5ft 6, fuller figure, strong broad shoulder’s, as my great grandpa would always say. ‘You’ll be thankful of those strong shoulders when you have the weight of the world on them’ I can hear those familiar words quoting through my head. I can’t help but smile.

My favourite asset of myself, is my breasts. I’m larger then average reaching a G cup. I have my left nipple pierced. My love humps have always received attention from both sexes and I always ensure I have a bit of cleavage showing almost as a tease too them and myself. Knowing people want them is such a turn on.

As I finish undressing I tie my khaki bikini around my neck, I adjust myself, wrap my brown towel around my waist and enter the pool rooms.

As I make my way through the doors, I breath in deeply, preparing for who awaits and inhaling the smell of fatih escort chlorine.

The jacuzzi is empty, perfect!

I walk down the 3 steps and enter the deep whirlwind of the bubbles. I position myself comfortably, so I have clear view of who’s in the pool and the entrance. I can admire everyone in here.

The Jet’s massaging my lower back, the top of my thigh’s being teased by the thrash of the water hitting them. I love this place – Really love this fucking place.

I can’t help but lower myself a little further under the fizz. I’m horny, and I want too play with myself. After all, as my friend said a few weeks back, ‘No one can see where your hands are, once it gets going’. With a dirty grin on her face. That comment there is one of the reason’s why she’s my best friend.

The Jet brushing past my clit, teasing me.

I immediately sit up, smile and say hello, as two people seat themselves next too me.

The bloke: Tall. Broad also, his arms thick, defined. He must have had a recent holiday, with his tan evenly spread across his body. Brown. Dark. Perfect. His hair, was flopped back, brunette, the biggest blue eyes I have ever came across. Ocean Blue. His mouth parted and dimples formed, that showed off his straight white set of teeth. He’s wearing longer length swimming shorts, in a deep blue. With wave patterns around the hem. Perfect coordination with his eyes.

The lady: Barbie. As much of a cliché it seems. She is the human form of Barbie. In fact them together as a couple, are perfect appearance wise. They bring Barbie&ken too life. She has blonde straight hair, with a twinge of a wave. She’s also evenly tanned, they must have been on holiday together. Although why on earth I’m making presumptions about two random people I do not know. She’s slim, and wearing a tiny bikini she certainly doesn’t leave much too the imagination. Modelling two perfectly shaped mounds under the triangular shaped bikini top. The wet skin, the fluorescent pink bikini.

Fuck. I try too pull my eyes away. She has her hand on his cock. Him being hard. I don’t believe it, she’s tugging him whilst I’m sat here.

Am I invisible? Or is it the fact I’m here? Am I helping them live out their fantasy?

I can feel her eyes are on my breasts. I can’t help but make eye contact, as I glance away when our eyes conjoin. I feel myself blush. Her hand is on my thigh. Rubbing the top of my thigh gently. Almost so gentle that I’m questioning whether it”s actually there. It is. Shit. It is, drawing my eyes back up.

I automatically zeytinburnu escort part my legs, ever so slightly. No word’s are spoke. All I can hear, is the splashing sound’s of people front crawling through the pool lanes. And the bubbling of the tub.

I feel her finger at the entrance of me. Running itself up and down. Her nails, perfectly manicured. Simple white tip, with a square finish. Like a flower, blossoming, in the early spring…. my flower is blossoming now. Special. Wanted. Her nail on of her index finger dribbling itself up and down my opening. I feel one finger inside me.

She’s actually fucking me with her finger and she’s wanking her bloke. This is amazing.

It doesn’t take much. Her thumb pressed against my clit, circling me. Feeling it’s’ arousal. Her rhythm defined. As her finger pulls out, she presses in with her thumb. Fuck me. She knows exactly what she is doing. I want more, I want more inside me. I want too be filled up. I want too cum. I start too grind my hips down, so I’m nestling her as deep as I can. As I start too ride her fingers. Wave after wave ripples though me. Like a river meeting the embankment.. I push my head back, I let it swim through me, from my head, past my nipples too my feet, I’m biting my lip, ensuring I don’t scream out like my body wants me to. Telling everybody I’m being finger fucked by Barbie. As my pulse begins too slow down, and Barbie releases the tension on my clit. I take a deep breath.

I don’t want this too end there. There back too the two of them, already my vagina feels left out. I glance over. Smile. Say goodbye. And walk over too the steam room.

I hear the click of the glass door. It worked. It clearly wasn’t just me, that wanted more. Here was Ken. He walked straight over too me, stood me up. And kissed me.

His forceful lips upon mine, his tongue tasting every part of my mouth. Playing eagerly with mine. My tongue wanted too take in the taste of chlorine on his lips. Feel the texture of his tongue. Every few moments he’d stop. Place his eyes on my chest. You could see the look of hunger. Then he’d start too fill himself up with my lips again. I hadn’t ever been kissed so strong. This kiss was the kiss we all imagined when alone, the kiss we all secretly longed for. The kiss that left you out of control.

His hand exploring the outline of my ass. Taking every inch of it in. squeezing it harder as his lips got fiercer. I was throbbing.

He turned me around. He kissed the top of my back teasingly. Soft. He then bent me over, so my hands were on the bağcılar escort edge of the bench.

Full 10 inches of dick was rammed into my ass. Fuck me, it hurt. One hand on my hip, the other spreading my cheek further. Allowing him full view of my tight back fuckhole. There was no hesitation. He wanted my arse too have him full and that was he got. The pain,started feeling pleasurable. I Tugged at my nipple, fully erect. Rock hard, as hard as a tooth locked in your gum. I couldn’t help but let this feeling erupt out of my mouth. The sound of my moans, with the sound him slapping me with is balls went perfectly together.

I heard the door sound. He didn’t stop, I couldn’t turn around too see who was there. But I felt her. I felt Barbie. Knowing she was watching her me being fucked by her partner only adding too the moment.

She came up from under me, and was sucking my nipples. Nibbling, biting. Lapping them up. She was an expertise in sucking as she was finger fucking. She moved her bikini bottoms down, and revealed a beautiful shaven cunt.

This cunt had a tattoo. Not like one I had seen before.. Whisker’s, I think. Like a cat. Going from big too small, one each side of her love bulb. It was amazing, and made me want her more. I had too taste her. I wanted to make her purr.

Her clit, so tender and soft, begged for my taste.

We moved around, until we could all get what we wanted, Ken, fucking me doggy. Me eating Barbie.

I buried my nose in her. I wanted too taste and smell her all at the same time. I wanted to remember this for life, so I was going too savour every small detail. She smelt sweet. Tasted musky. She was playing with her tits viciously as I licked every bit. The edge of my nose, teasing her clit as my tongue probed her hole, I felt her body shudder as I blew gentle bits of air out, two fingers repeatedly fucking her slowly, with each push stretching her nest a bit wider. I’m lapping up her wetness, ensuring none of it goes too waste. I could feel her tensing up, she’s thrusting her muff up to my face, as Ken rams faster and harder, they’re going too cum together. My body making both of them cum. How I loved that thought.

Both groaning, moaning, gasping. Steam blurring our vision. Our body’s, so hot they feel as though they are at the peak of a volcano. I could feel the sweat from Ken’s forehead dripping down my lower back. Creating extra lube. As I felt either end of me, being tensed into I carried on flicking her clit.

Cum in my arse. Sliding out. Swallowing the cum off my tongue. Our hunger satisfied.

The whistle for closing is blown. I make my way too the changing room’s. Saving myself for a shower later at home, where I could relive the experience in my thought’s.. And still feel it on me.

As I left the gym, I smiled. Pleased with my workout for the day and most prepared for it tomorrow.

I was staying in the same hotel as you but we had booked separate rooms. You knew I was arriving that day and told me to let you know when I had arrived. I did, you checked what room I was staying in and then said you’d let me spend the afternoon preparing myself for the evening ahead and you would let me know when you were leaving work. I had a nap then spent the rest of the afternoon having a bath, washing my hair and making sure I was ready for you. You called as you were leaving work and told me I had to be naked, standing by the bed with my hands behind my back waiting for you and I had to leave the room door slightly ajar so you could get in without needing a key. I did as I was told, feeling more than a little apprehensive in case someone else wandered in before you. Fortunately for me no one did and you were soon entering the room, closing the door behind you.

You walked up to me and bent your head to kiss me. I reached up to wrap my arms around you but you stopped me and held them back behind me and told me not to move and just do as I was told. You reassured me that I was going to have fun but that it was going to be a long night. You stepped back and told me to get on my knees, as I did you slipped off your clothes and stood naked in front of me. You used your belt to tie my wrists behind me so I wouldn’t lapse again. You told me to open my mouth and stick my tongue out and as I did you rested your beautiful cock on my tongue. I was desperate to wrap my lips round you and suck but I waited for your instruction. You stepped back and I whimpered in dismay thinking I had güngören escort done something wrong. I hadn’t, you just wanted to ramp up the heat and desire in the room. You pulled hard on my nipples to get me to stand again, you nudged my legs apart and felt how wet my pussy was for you. You inserted one finger and then another, moving slowly to begin with and then speeded up. I was close to cumming when you stopped and told me that I wasn’t allowed to cum without your permission and if I did then the fun would end and if I kept asking for permission the fun would end.

You were right, I thought, this was going to be a very long night indeed, and this was before I had discovered what else you had in store for me.

You pushed me back down onto my knees and still with my hands tied behind my back you allowed me to suck your cock, you held onto my nipples to keep me on the edge as you knew just what the pain in them did to my pussy. I was struggling hard not to cum so concentrated hard on making you cum instead, I so wanted to taste you after all this time. I was soon rewarded with more than a mouthful of your cum, I swallowed as much as I could but some still dribbled past my lips. You mopped it up with your finger and fed it to me and told me I had done well and that now the fun was really about to start.

You placed a blindfold around my eyes and told me to enjoy what was about to happen but that I still wasn’t allowed to cum, no matter what. You told me I had to trust you and that you wouldn’t allow me to be hurt. I began to feel nervous esenler escort at this point but I trusted you to keep me safe. You laid me down on the bed and stretched my arms and legs apart as far as they would go and told me not to move. I felt you walk away from me and then I heard the door open and a murmur of voices.

Unbeknownst to me, during the week, you had spoken to the manager of the hotel and found out how many single businessmen were staying in the hotel that night and between you both you had arranged for them all to come to my room that night. You had given them all strict instructions that they could fuck me however they liked but they had to wear protection and not hurt me. When they wanted to cum they could take off their protection and cum across my face or body but not inside me. And that I was there purely for their pleasure not mine and I wasn’t allowed to cum for them or the game was over for us all. They had all agreed to your terms and were keen to have their fun. Because I had the blindfold on I have no idea how many men you had use me or over how long but eventually I heard you say goodnight to the last one as he left and you shut the door.

I was exhausted but still desperate to cum. You told me I had done well and I had pleased you. You went to run me a bath and I just lay on the bed unable to move. Once the bath was ready you came and got me, removed the blindfold so I could see where I was going and you helped me get into the bath. You left me there for a couple of minutes whilst you went out of the sarıyer escort room and made a phone call. It turned out you had called the manager to organise some clean bedding as mine was now a rather soggy mess. You rejoined me in the bathroom and shut the door so we could have some privacy whilst the bed was remade. You washed me gently and washed and dried my hair for me, brushing it to a soft sheen.

We then walked back into the bedroom and you told me that I now had permission, no an order, to cum as many times as I could. We lay on the bed together and you kissed me and squeezed my nipples hard which sent the first orgasm rippling through me. You couldn’t believe it took so little for me to cum and you were proud of how well I had obeyed your orders earlier if that was all it took. Your fingers found my clit and rubbed gently and that sent yet another orgasm through me. Anything you did to me had more and more orgasms rippling through me till I was on one continuous high and I wasn’t sure I could take anymore. You put me over your knee and spanked me and even that had me cumming. You had been keeping count of the orgasms I’d had and once it had gone past 100 (and yes I can cum that often) you were so hard you needed release too. You had me on all fours and thrust hard into me from behind, pulling and squeezing on my nipples at the same time, I came so hard, pulsing around you and gripping you tighter and pulling you in deeper till you couldn’t hold back any longer and you filled me. We collapsed in a heap together but you thought you could eke just one or two more orgasms out of me before we slept. You did and the final one was so explosive I squirted everywhere.

We decided we couldn’t ask them to change the bed again so we wrapped a couple of robes around us and adjourned to your room to spend the rest of the night completely sated and asleep in one another arms.

I finally commanded my girlfriend to go out to a bar one night just to see what would happen. For months we talked about her going out and flirting to see where it led to, but she would always say no. This time I wasn’t accepting no, and I told her to get dressed we’re going out. At first she resisted, but I played my cards right. “As your master, you will go up and get dressed to go out.” Without saying a word, she headed up to change. “Make sure you wear something seductive and eye catching.” I yelled up to her. I waited on the couch and watched TV, as she got ready. When she walked into the room, I was at a loss for words. Simply put, she looked amazing! I smiled my approval at her. I got up, turned off the TV, took her by the hand, and led her out to the car. I knew it wouldn’t take long before she would be hit on.

We drove around a little while and ended up at a small bar near our place. I had her go in first and tailed in after her. I knew all eyes were on her, and I couldn’t help telling her to show off. She moved very suggestively and her nipples were clearly visible through the tight shirt. There weren’t a lot of people there. A few of the men turned their eyes away nervously when she looked at them but some licked their lips and kept staring back when her eyes met theirs. There weren’t many women in the bar, but the ones who were there turned away and tried to get their significant others attention. Just as I thought, it didn’t take long before one approached her, and one of the guys who was licking his lips while he leered also approached her. Now she had a man on either side of her buying drinks and chatting and of course, staring at her. I walked over to be within earshot to hear what was being said just as they both asked what she was doing later.

“Well, let’s say we all go somewhere quiet and find something fun we could all do together.” she replied. I couldn’t believe my ears! She was being extremely up-front, which is not her character at all. She’s a flirt, but never so forward. They were both taken back. I could tell neither of them were sure what to say. She kept teasing them both for a while, then finally said, “Well, are we going to sit and talk all night or are we going to get out of here?” Their eyes popped out of their heads and she said, “Ok, if you’re sure, but I know we could have a good time… after all I have lots of places to put these,” and she lightly brushed the front of their pants. “Or you could take turns while my boyfriend watches… but, if you don’t want to, you don’t want to.” Confusion fell over their faces so she began to explain a little better. “My boyfriend took me out tonight to be flirtatious and see where it led, and if something happened, I would have to involve him. He is totally fine with this so you don’t need to worry about anything, just a fun night for all.” They were still a bit confused, but I could tell they were also interested. One of the guys finally spoke and said, “As long as it’s ok, I don’t mind at all.” “Me either” said the other. I didn’t think there would be a problem at all. She turned around and smiled at me. I knew she was extremely turned on and was glad I commanded her. She turned back around to the two guys and said, “This is my boyfriend” introducing me to them both. They just nodded at me not really mecidiyeköy escort sure what to say. “Let’s go.” she said, not wanting to waste time.

We all left together and she told them to come with us. They all got into the back seat. I got in, and drove off. As we headed to our place, she got to know them more and got a little friendlier with them. They wasted no time roaming their hands all over her body. I knew she was soaked already and they were going to be in for a nice surprise when they find out how wet she gets. I pulled into the driveway and looked in the rearview mirror to see that one of them had already started rubbing and teasing her nipples through her shirt while the other one was kissing her.

We all got out of the car quickly and headed upstairs. The taller of the two was walking behind her and lifted her shirt off over her head. He began to rub his hands up and down her ass as she headed for the bedroom. He grabbed her by her arms lightly and pulled her close to him and kissed her very passionately. He led her back to the bed and had her lie back and began to run his hands all along her body again. His hands glided down her arms very lightly and moved towards her breasts. He began to tease her softly rubbing in small circles with the palms. The other guy went to the side of her and began tracing the tips of his fingers up and down her side. She began to writher and squirm at their touch, letting out faint soft moans. The tall one lifted her up and unhooked her bra. He very slowly and seductively slid it off her shoulders. He gently laid her back down on the bed and leaned in and began to nibble on her neck. His tongue ran down to the base of her neck and he sucked on it very gently. His hand glided down tracing her nipple with the tip of his finger while the other one sucked softly on the other. Slowly he continued to let his fingertips trace down her stomach. The other continued teasing her nipple with the tip of his tongue. He reached her jeans and unbuttoned them.

He grabbed her zipper and pulled it down. Grabbing hold of her jeans by her hips, he tugged at them and she lifted her hips up and he slid them off her. He teased her by gliding his finger up along her slit through her panties. He slowly did this a few times while the other guy ran his tongue back and forth between both her nipples sucking each one gently. His hand grabbed her panties and slid them off her running both his hands back up along the inner part of her calf, continuing past her knees, slowly sliding them along her thighs and finally reaching her clit. He rubbed her in very slow circles and her hips began to gyrate simultaneously with him. I continued to watch these two just drive my girlfriend wild with pleasure. He maintained a steady pace of teasing her clit with his finger and her moans were becoming a little more intense. The other continued sucking on each of her nipples gently nibbling them from time to time. I watched as the one teasing her clit stopped and sucked on his fingertip. He found her clit again and this time rubbed her up and down. Slowly he started to trace down her slit teasing the outer part of her pussy lips. He positioned himself between her legs and very slowly and gently slid his finger deep into her. She moaned bayrampaşa escort a little louder as his finger went in deep. He continued to finger her in a slow steady motion and lowered his head down and placed his mouth around her clit and sucked on it gently. I watched as his tongue ran downward tasting her sweet juices flowing out of her. With slow long licks he began teasing her. Her moans grew more intense as she was being taken advantage of.

I positioned myself on the other side of her and began to kiss her. I whispered into her ear “You love having strange men have their way with you don’t you?” “Oh yes” she said. Her hips were lifting high in the air as he licked up and down her slit. “Mmm she is so fucking wet” he said. “I love how wet she is.” I watched as his finger slid in and out of her while he still sucked on her clit. The other guy kept changing from one nipple to the other and also licking up and down her neck. She kept thrusting forward to him as he ran his tongue all around her clit and fingered her. She started to become louder with her moans, bucking and gyrating as his tongue traced and licked her up and down and in and out. “Ohhhh god!” she screamed as her body shook with the first of many orgasms.

He hummed on her clit sending vibrations throughout her body. “I need you to fuck me right now!” she screamed as another orgasm came flowing out of her. I was licking and nibbling on one nipple while the other was doing the same to her other one. I licked up and down her neck, biting gently and sucking softly. I looked down and watched as he started to slide two fingers in and out of her a little faster. I placed my lips to hers and kissed her very passionately and deeply. I traced my tongue with hers and sucked on the tip of it. Slowly I glided my tongue along her lips. In soft, short breaths she said “I need someone inside me now!” The one sucking and teasing her clit and fingering her deep got up and took off his pants. While the two of us licked her nipples and sucked on them, he lifted up her legs and positioned himself in front of her and took the head of his cock and rubbed it up and down the outer part of her soaked pussy. Then he slowly slid into her gently inch by inch. Holding her legs up, he started to pick up speed sliding in and out of her going deeper with each thrust. “Oh yes fuck me!” she screamed over and over. “Yeah, he loves watching a stranger fuck me so good.”

With deep fast thrusts he kept sliding in and out of her hard. I was so into watching her enjoying him; I didn’t notice that she was watching the other guy jerking off. She looked deep into my eyes with such lust; I grabbed her by her head and kissed her hard. “You like watching this cock go in and out of my wet pussy don’t you?” she said to me as she was getting into it more and more. “Yes!” I exclaimed, being so turned on by the way her voice sounded when she said it. She turned her head to the guy stroking himself and she watched with an intense look. Her body was shaking and her breasts bouncing up and down from her being fucked a little harder. “Come over here” she told the one jerking himself. Her hand surrounded his dick and she pulled him to her mouth and ran her tongue up along the shaft and ran her tongue in circles around bahçelievler escort the tip. Moans filled the room as they all got more and more into it with each other. He slowed down the pace some pulling out intentionally slow and sliding back into her slowly. He continued for a short time then started to thrust deep into her hard and a little faster.

“Ohhhh his cock feels so good inside me!” she screamed out, knowing that hearing her say it just drove me over the edge. He pulled out of her “Turn over.” he commanded her. She did exactly what she was told and quickly laid on her stomach and positioned herself onto her hands and knees. He got behind her and very slowly slid back inside her deep. The other guy positioned himself in front of her and she took him back into her mouth slowly sucking him up and down. “Watch them have their way with me” she said. He started to pick up a little speed and his thrusts became more intense as he slid in and out of her. Holding her hips as he thrusted slow and hard into her. He started moaning more and more. His thrusts into her were harder and faster. “Yes! Harder!” she screamed out. She watched as the other guy stroked himself for her. “Ohhhh I’m gonna cum!” the guy who was deep in her hot soaked pussy screamed. After a few more intense thrusts deep in her, he started to shake hard as wave after wave of an intense orgasm came flowing out of him. I heard her cry out as another one came flowing from her also. She looked directly into the eyes of the one stroking himself “Now you fuck me!”

He moved her over and lied down on the bed. “Ride me” she said to her. She straddled him and slowly took his hard throbbing dick into her. He held her hips as she started to slide up and down on top of him. Her moaning got louder as she started to go faster really getting into it. “Ohhhh god this feels so good in me baby!” she said as her lust driven eyes pierced mine. He reached up and grabbed her breasts as she slid up and down slowly, then gradually picking up speed. She laid back against him and he thrusted into her hard. “Oh fuck me!” she kept screaming. He continued to caress her breasts and nipples as he lifted his hips up to drive deeper inside her. She turned and watched me stroking myself faster as I watched him fuck her. “Deeper, faster, harder!” she commanded. This was so intense watching her sliding up and down this guys hard throbbing dick. He stopped and pulled her off him and turned her over on her back. He positioned himself on top of her, lifted her legs up and with a hard forceful thrust slid back into her deep. “Oh yes!” she screamed out as another orgasm flowed out of her.

He pumped in and out of her faster and harder, making her moan and scream. I jerked off faster and faster watching her. He started to moan louder and louder as an orgasm built up. Another few intense thrusts and he slid in deep and came hard. He got off her and gave her a nice soft kiss. She looked over at me, “Come here baby. Take what you want and slide deep into this fresh fucked pussy.” Just hearing her talk like that I almost came. I got on top of her, wrapped my arms around her back, pulled her close to me and kissed her as I slowly slid deep inside her. I was so turned on by her talking dirty to me, and the scene I just witnessed playing over and over in my head, it wasn’t too long before I came hard and more intense than ever. It didn’t take long before I was aroused again because my baby finally gave me one of the fantasies I truly wanted. We continued throughout the night pleasuring each other. Next time it would be her turn to fulfill one of her fantasies.

Morgan moaned and tried to remember where he was. He kept his eyes closed and felt a tongue on his cock. Then he felt another tongue on his member, this one had a piercing that was flicking against his sensitive tip. As his cock was licked and sucked, he remembered that he had fallen asleep after a good fuck with his best friend and his girlfriend.

“Oh deep throat me baby.” He didn’t care which of the women sucked him, but the teasing was driving him crazy. He felt Danica’s small mouth wrap around his cock and begin to move out and down. She wrapped her hands around the shaft since she had never been able to fully deep throat him. He felt Angie’s tongue run up his body and swirl around his nipples. He reached and grabbed for Angie’s hair and pulled her up for a deep kiss. She straddled his hips and felt as Danica guided his cock inside Angie.

“Your cock feels so good baby. Do you want it rough or soft?”

Morgan could barely answer. “Rough.”

Angie started to fuck his cock so hard and he cried out. Her pussy felt smaller and tighter then his girlfriend’s and the weight of Angie on his cock was driving him crazy.

“Cumming!” He cried out and came for the second time that night. He didn’t even think that cumming inside maslak escort Angie might be a bad thing. All he could think of was his cock shooting hot white cum inside his best friend.

“I told you he was horny.” Danica kissed Morgan and then snuggled against him. Angie cuddled on the other side and they fell asleep.

When Morgan woke up it was morning and the sun was shining in through the window. He was naked and alone in bed. He heard voices from the kitchen so after slipping on his boxers he made his way to the kitchen. Danica and Angie were both dressed and making breakfast.

“Hi sleepyhead. Did we wake you up?”

“No.” He watched as they made bacon, eggs, and toast. Danica grabbed two plates and put them on the table. “Here you go sweetie.” She kissed his cheek and the three of them chatted about random things while eating breakfast.

“Thanks for last night. It was amazing”

“You’re welcome sweetie. We didn’t know how you would react.”

“Oh I reacted very well.” They all laughed. Morgan did the dishes since the two women had cooked. As he started the dishes, he watched them walk by in their swimsuits to go tan on the dock. Danica was wearing a black modest two-piece. kayaşehir escort She had an amazing tan and Morgan couldn’t wait to kiss those tan lines later. Angie was wearing a tiny white bikini that barely covered anything. He was glad that the cottage was on the secluded area of the lake.

“It says here that bubble baths can be very sensual.” Angie was reading Cosmo while lying on her tummy on the dock. Danica was facing her reading Redbook.

“Oh really? It’s a pretty big bathtub in the bathroom. My dad renovated it three years ago.”

“Excellent. After dinner we’ll have a bath. I bet he’ll want to fuck you first.”

Danica giggled. She didn’t really mind sharing her boyfriend with Angie. They had known each other for a while and it was agreed that it was only going to be for the weekend. What Danica didn’t know was that on Sunday, which was Danica and Morgan’s true six-month anniversary, Morgan was going to propose. Angie knew this was the one and only chance to enjoy Morgan. The women tanned a while longer until they felt a shadow over them. Danica was the first to open her eyes.

“Hi sweetie.”

“Hello ladies. I could get use to seeing two beautiful women half naked on the dock.” Morgan ataköy escort bayan sat down and pulled Danica into his lap. Angie turned back onto her tummy facing them.

“Can I watch?”

Morgan looked into Danica’s eyes. She was already squirming in his lap and he knew from experience this meant she was horny.

“Watch what Angie?” Danica was pretending to look innocent, but it wasn’t working.

“Watch the two of you fuck.”

Danica nodded and reached under her to pull at Morgan’s swim shorts. She pulled his cock out and after moving her swimsuit to the side, she moaned loudly, feeling her pussy stretched by his cock. Morgan watched as his sexy girlfriend rode his cock. She kept her top on, but was rubbing her nipples through the material. As he glanced over at Angie, he saw her watching with eyes locked on his cock in Danica’s pussy. She didn’t touch herself, but the way her hips were gyrating against the dock was proof she was turned on.

“Cumming.” Danica arched her back and began to cum on Morgan’s cock. She loved the feeling of being so full and having an intense orgasm. She loved how hot his cock was and how it filled her so deeply. Morgan gripped her hips and slid her back and forth a few times. On the third time, he came inside her. He felt her wet pussy sucking in his cock and she was so wet and hot that he could barely feel what were her juices and his cum.

Danica rolled off him and lay on her back. Morgan laid out his towel and closed his eyes. He wished this weekend would never end.