It was nearly 3o Clock and I was wondering if I had given Sanjay the right directions. I knew in my mind that it will not be proper to call him given he will be driving through the twists and turns of the Khandala ghat. I had just drove myself in the heavy rain in the morning, and cannot believe the road would have got any easier especially with the continued July rains. I was wrestling with my predicament deciding to call Sanjay or not when Asha hugged me from behind gave me a kiss on my shoulder and softly in her lovely voice said ” don’t worry honey they will be here”. I turn around and all my anxiety and my worry just melted listening to the sweet reassuring voice of the love of my life, the most beautiful women in the world standing right in front of me.

Now to introduce myself, I am Sameer, all of 40 years of age working as Project Manager in one of best known software firms of India. I am an average looking Indian man standing at 5’10”. One look at me and you will know that I used to be a decently built guy with a toned body. But the job pressures and the years have taken their toll on my body and I can count myself amongst the chubby crowd around. Asha is the centre of my universe and my wife of 15 years. Before that she was my girlfriend since degree college and the only woman I have been with in my life. She is 36 stands at 5’6″. Unlike me however she has taken good care of herself with Yoga and exercise. She can easily pass of as a 30 year old. Her stats are 34-28-36. She has small but perky breasts with small nipples.

Just I was getting excited and intoxicated by the beauty in front of me the silence was disturbed by my phone:

“Hey Sameer, Sanjay here. I have just taken a right off highway and heading toward S.V. Road. I can see the Velvet Hills Retreat.” – he said.

” Just follow the road and don’t stop till you come at dead end. It’s the last bunglow on the road. I will just come out and stand near the gate” – I said.

The happy sparkle in my eyes was not hidden from the woman who is used to read all things in my eyes even before I ever say a word. The woman knew my soul. She just smiled and gave me a kiss as I ran towards the gate. The building itself is covered on all sides by different plants and beautiful garden from all sides. If you didn’t not know the place you would think it’s a building far away from hustle bustle in the middle of nowhere with no population around. The efforts put in by Asha to maintain the place is quite evident.

I stood at the gate as I could see a car coming towards me from a distance. I waved at the car and stood there with a bit of excitement to welcome my guest. As they neared Sanjay from the driver’s seat waved at me and smiled as I opened the gate gesturing them to bring the car in. I pointed him to the parking area while I closed the gate behind me. Sanjay got out of the car and was stretching the fatigue away from the long drive from Mumbai. Not that the distance is much but the traffic always kills. And with the rains it gets worse.

Anyways I walked to him and shook his hand. ” Nice to finally meet you in person. Welcome to our humble abode” – I said.

I hope the excitement was not too evident when I turned and smiled at Rajani who was just getting out from the other side. Its not that we didn’t know each other nor did we have any misconception about why we were all here for the weekend. We had met on a swingers site online but our interactions had been mostly online on chats or phone calls sometimes, and had seen both Rajani and Sanjay only a couple of times on video chat. Infact with so many fake profiles and weirdoes around we had been extra cautious and interacted more than a year before finally agreeing to meet in person. In India we have to be doubly sure since it’s not too common or acceptable as in the west. Luckily being first time for both couples we had been on the same understanding since beginning.

I turned back to Sanjay and said “Hope you could find the place easy.”

“Well not too much but it’s a bit away from the highway and not too many people around to ask for directions. Though I must say I am glad it’s so secluded and away from the world”- Sanjay said with a smile and a wink.

“Let’s get inside and catch up. Let me help you with the luggage.” I said while carrying a suit case and walking towards the house.

Sanjay carried one himself and walked in with Rajani behind me. As we entered the living room Asha was standing there with a welcoming smile. I just introduced Sanjay and Asha and Sanjay then introduced Rajani. I just shook her hand and looked at her from head-to-toe. She was exactly like I remember her from the video chats. She was 34 years old, a little short 5’3″ but had a set of big breasts on the small figure. It maybe the effect of the Saree she was wearing or whatever but she looked amazing with the milky white skin and those light coloured eyes. I have always been a sucker for light eyes and maybe the reason I had approached them online was her description of light eyes and white skin, I must admit. Sanjay was 36, 5’7″ and well-built mecidiyeköy escort guy white skin and a regular at the gym. As per his bio he was well endowed for a short man which was the reason Asha had agreed over my choice of the couple. As opposed to us they had an arranged marriage and stuck in a bit of orthodox family from what I understand. And this was their way of rebelling against the order so to speak.

My trance was interjected by the voice of Sanjay “Well can’t go a marriage wearing jeans can she”. It was obvious that he understood I was staring at Rajni and explained to us that they had made an excuse of attending some marriage of their colleague to get away on the weekend.

Ever the conversationalist and the great host she was, Asha offered us all some water and some hot tea. We just sat around having polite conversation. The tension and a bit of awkwardness in all of us in our interactions was pretty evident. It was the first time for us all and none of us knew of the correct convention or if infact there was any. Fifteen minutes of awkward conversations about our jobs and traffic and the rains I decided to take the initiative.

“Sanjay, I know Rajani and Asha are both not going to like when I say this to you, let us have a quick smoke.” – I Said getting up.

Apparently he was an occasional smoker and I was an ex-smoker who had given up smoking but used to have one, once in blue moon. Surprisingly Asha understood exactly why I said what I said and just smiled at me as both of us proceeded outside. Once we were in the garden I pulled out a pack and offered him one. Both of us took the first puff and Sanjay gave a relaxed expression after the first puff.

“Well Sanjay, I hope Rajani doesn’t mind me inviting you to a smoke but I just wanted to have a word with you, you know, just us guys” – Taking a puff I said.

“Well even I was wondering how to get away from the tension in the room”- laughed Sanjay as he let one more puff out.

“I can understand Rajani is a bit nervous , but like I said on the phone buddy, even if she is not up for it we will just make it a nice couple’s weekend kind of thing. No pressure.” – I said.

“Well to tell you frankly Rajani was as excited as me when we were leaving Mumbai to be here. It’s her way of breaking from tradition so to say. It’s just that talking about it and being here with you guys is totally different.” – Sanjay Said.

“Well tell you what buddy, let me show you to your room and leave you alone for a while. If Rajani has any second thoughts just send me an SMS before coming down and we will be just 4 platonic friends I assure you.” – I said.

He just nodded his head as we both threw our cigarette away as we walked towards the house. I noticed the ladies were not in the living room and we picked up their bags and I called out to Asha. I could hear some nice laughs as they entered from the back door and walked towards us. I could see visible difference on Rajani’s face. She looked more relaxed and was looking into my eyes and was a lot less shy than just 5 minutes before.

” You have your cancer sticks and we have my rose garden mister.” Asha said with the most beautiful smile and mischievous glint in her eyes.

“Let them get settled and rest for a while. They must be tired. I will show them to their room.” – I said while proceeding upstairs with Sanjay and Rajani. I showed them their room and gave them a small tour of the room with the bathroom and the AC. I also showed them the candle and the match box since the area is prone to power cuts. The generator comes on in a minute, but just in case.

I came down and walked in the kitchen where Asha was making arrangements for the pool side party that we had decided to have. I hugged her from behind and kissed her long slender neck. She smiled at me while continuing to do her stuff.

“We might have to go to plan B” – I said with a little grumpy voice trying to put my hand under the T-shirt she was wearing.

“Control yourself mister, we got guests in our house” – she said getting away from my embrace and walking to the cupboard.

” Woman’s intuition says we will not have to go the way of plan B” – she said again with that glint and the mischief in her eyes as she walked out of the room towards the pool. I followed her and saw a perfectly arranged bar with beers in the ice cooler. Some wine bottles and some vodka and wiskey bottles on a table with assortment of mixers in another cooler. I tried to check the covered dishes for some bites and she hit me gently to say that the spread is for the guests as she walked away.

I was still a bit disappointed with the thought that the weekend most likely will be a platonic gathering rather than some adult fun I was looking forward to. Just as the rain started to hit glass roof over the pool and the light beginning to fade with dark clouds, I sank on the pool chair all alone, sulking like a kid and reading some stupid work mails on my blackberry. I didn’t know when I went to sleep right there on the chair.

“Wake up aksaray escort sleepy head. Are you here for a good time or are you here to sleep” said the voice as I opened my eyes slowly to see three blur figures standing around me. I was trying to adjust to the light rubbing my eyes.

“See I told you, you won’t be disappointed”- said Asha again followed by the giggles.

By the time I adjusted to the light and see them clearly giggle away I realized I was sporting a nice boner in my track pants. I realized I wasn’t wearing any underpants and guess must have been dreaming about Rajani, her big boobs, her milky while skin and her eyes. I was startled at first and did my best to hide my modesty the best I can. I however realized that Rajani was also giggling away and there was no awkwardness on her face.

“Come, I will get you some swimming wear” – Asha said while taking Rajani away and left us guys alone.

I quickly apologized to Sanjay as soon as the ladies were away but he just laughed it off. I offered him the choice of booze available and he quickly went for a beer. We both opened one and started sipping it looking at the sky through the roof.

” I must say Sameer, some place you have got here. I mean how many people have a bunglow in Khandala with an indoor swimming pool with glass roof and all” Sanjay said sipping his beer.

“Just got lucky I guess. When I bought this place no one wanted to come here and I got it at dirt cheap rates. The up- keep however is all thanks to Asha I must admit. She come here on weekends and days when I am away and maintains it. She is the one who designed the house and keeps on adding different things”- I said with a bit of pride.

“Tell me is Rajani ok now?” I asked.

“Well I don’t know what Asha told her when we were having our man talk, but she sure is relaxed and looking forward to some excitement now.” – he said finishing his beer off.

” Shouldn’t we also get in some swim wear. I mean more than me I am sure you need some.” – he said laughing, obviously pointing to the open secret that I was not wearing any underwear.

I just went in the changing room and brought two speedos and handed one to him. He went to change in one room while I changed in the other. I walked out with a towel wrapped around my waist and saw the girls already sitting on the pool chairs. The sight of my beautiful wife and Rajani in bikinis lying on the seats was intoxicating. I couldn’t believe my eyes. Rajani’s big boobs were barely being held by a thin piece of garment and they were screaming to get out. Her skin was ever whiter and milkier. I went closer to them and could not believe that our weekend was happening. I thought I am dreaming and rubbed my eyes just to check.

Asha came forward and gave me a deep kiss in front of Rajani. I couldn’t help but enjoy the kiss more than usual given we had an audience. Just then Sanjay walked towards us smiling. I noticed he was not wearing any towel around his waist and had a huge bulge in the tight swim wear briefs he was wearing. I saw Asha catch a glimpse of the bulge. I am sure the 8″ which he gave as his measurement was understated. He had very smooth body with very little body hair. He looked over to Asha and said “See something you like?” with a smile. Rajani gave him a playful slap on the arm and said “Easy tiger”. “Then she turned towards me and said “So Sameer you plan to keep that towel on all night?”. This was the first time she spoken to me directly and we all had a hearty laugh.

I pulled of my towel and showed my swimming briefs too. And though I must admit my bulge was not as big as Sanjay’s, I was decently endowed. I opened up a bottle of Champagne I had picked up on my last overseas visit and poured everyone a glass.

“To a long lasting friendship and a relationship of our own in this amazing world of ours” said Asha raising the glass. We finished the glass and Sanjay invited Asha for a swim which she was more than happy to accept. They went off swimming and left me and Rajani on our own.

I took the empty glass from her and asked her if she would like some other drink. “I will just have some juice” she said. I fixed her one glass and picked up a pint of beer for myself and we sat on the chairs next to each other. There was again an awkward silence since this was the first time me and Rajani were alone. I had enough of this awkwardness and decided to take matters into my own hand. I saw Sanjay and Asha were in the pool laughing, giggling, splashing water on each other though maintaining a distance from each other. I got up took a sip from my beer and then sat on Rajani’s chair next to her. She sat up looking toward me and without saying anything I gave her a deep kiss on her lips. There was silence around as I could hear the splashing of water had stopped. Its only later that I realized that both Asha and Sanjay were looking at us.

At first Rajani did not kiss me back but within a second she parted her lips and accepted my tongue. I placed my right hand behind her head and pushed her more towards me so that I can topkapı escort kiss her deeply. And within a flash I was enjoying the deepest of kiss with a lady other than my wife for the first time in my life. She also was enjoying it by now and was caressing my tongue with hers. The kiss must have lasted for a minute or so and the world around us had stopped. There was no noise around and we both were in some other dimension. I broke off the kiss and looked at Rajani opening her eyes with the biggest of smile on her lips and a sense of satisfaction in her eyes. I could see she was tearing up in those beautiful light eyes. The beautiful moment was broken with a sound of a whistle. As we turned around we saw Sanjay and Rajani sitting on the bank of the pool and looking at us. We both looked at our respective spouses and all of us had a look of approval. Like I said earlier, it was one thing to have a fantasy and chat online and whole different thing kissing another person’s wife in front of your wife or husband. We smiled at each other and then Sanjay also kissed Asha sitting on the banks of the pool. I must admit seeing another man kiss your wife for the first time was a surreal experience.

They came where we were sitting and we all stood together. I hugged Asha and kissed her on her lips again and slowly whispered in her ear that she is the best thing that has happened to me in my life. After breaking from the embrace she silently took Sanjay’s hand and started walking away from us towards the stairs to their bedroom. As soon as she reached the base she looked at me kissed Sanjay again and this time while kissing undid he bikini top and let it drop to the ground. My wife naked in front of me with another man walking away to bedroom, just thinking it gave me a rush of blood and a twinge of excitement. As they disappeared up the stairs I turned my gaze to Rajani who had the same sense of satisfaction on her face seeing them walk away.

She smiled at me and put her arms around my neck and since she was a bit short stood on her toes and kissed me. I bent down a bit meeting her luscious lips with mine and hugged her tight. She was literally hanging on to me as we shared a deep sensuous kiss. I could taste her with my tongue and she was driving me wild. I started rubbing her back and reached her soft bums. I crushed them with my hand pushing her up and kissing her deep. She loved it so much that she dug her nails in my back.

As we broke the kiss I bent down and picked her up from the knees. She was already holding on to my neck and I was seeing into her deep eyes. She smiled at me and I kissed her again. Would you like to go our bedroom I asked her and she simply nodded her disapproval. She pulled herself closer to my ears and whispered in the soft voice that she doesn’t want to go anywhere inside and she wants to be free. I knew exactly what she wanted to say and put her on the pool chair. I was nice and soft padded so she was very comfortable. I placed her down and she let go of my neck and placed her hands on her face like a shy young bride. I Kissed her hands and slowly moved down. I kissed the top of her cleavage and she shivered with excitement. I continued on down and now placed my right hand on her left breast.

The softness of her breast and the size was amazing and I started to massage them and I could hear a soft moan from Rajani as I started to do it softly. I slipped my hand beneath the small piece of cloth and tried to find her nipple. She moved her hands away from her face and held my hand as my figure tips could feel the areolas getting tighter and the tip trying to puff out, but the cloth was hampering my progress. With my left hand I release the bikini knot behind her neck and the release made her boobs bounce out with an amazing giggle. I took off the straps and could now see a pair of the most whitest, softest boobs I have ever seen in my life. The areolas were big and pinkish in colour.

Boobs have always fascinated me and I always wanted to have a big and soft boobed woman. Don’t get me wrong, Asha had a decent set and she gave me great pleasure but Rajani was nothing like I have ever seen on any Indian model on the porn sites I used to see. I could not hold it any longer and I held her left boob in my right hand and bent down to take her right boob in my mouth. It was big an smooth and I had trouble holding with my mouth only. So I used my left hand ut still was too big and soft for me to handle. So I used both by hand cupped it between my hands and started sucking on the tip. I was nice and puffed out and I could hold the tip in my teeth.

I was sucking them, biting the tip and licking circles around the areola. Rajani was moaning softly and holding the back of the chair with both hands with her eyes closed thoroughly enjoying the moment. I couldn’t get enough of the soft mounds and was alternating between her left and her right boob. I was getting so excited that I bit her more than she could take and instinctively she gave out a big moan and thrust her chest forward. The voice was a bit loud and it suddenly broke her trance and she got up. I was also disturbed a bit and sat up straight. I asked what was wrong and she said she was worried about noise she was making with her moans and the last scream. Apparently staying with a big family of in-laws and kids in a two-bed room apartment in Mumbai she had to make herself aware of the noise.

“Need another drink Sweetie?” Jack asked heading to the kiddie pool full of ice.

Marion was sitting by the patio table, resplendent in her low cut sundress. She smiled at him. “Sure Hun, a cooler please?”

Jack retrieved the cold, dripping bottle from the ice. Unscrewing the cap he handed it to her, admiring the fullness of her cleavage before he sat down.

“Quite the shindig,” Jack observed looking around.

They were in Shannon and Tony’s backyard. Shannon worked with Marion at the cheese shop downtown and they’d struck up a friendship. Shannon liked to go for a sociable drink after work a couple of times a week and about once a month she’d hold a party. Usually in the evening with just nibbles and a lot of booze. But this was a hot summer afternoon and she was throwing a barbeque party. Everyone arrived with bowls and platters of food while Tony reigned over the grill and Shannon made sure everyone had a drink and was having fun.

Shannon was a short, cute strawberry blonde, all tits and curves and dangerously wavy long hair. She liked being the center of every male’s attention at her parties, shamelessly flirting to get it while she made sure her male guests had a drink and let them imagine other fun with her. Today she was in hot pants and a bikini top, drawing attention to her curving thighs, bouncing boobs and ample treasures even more than usual.

Jack had certainly enjoyed the eyeful on offer, but he wasn’t going to be a pig about it and didn’t stare. In fact he was busy staring at the sweeping curve of Marion’s legs stretched out in front of her, how they lead up to her round thighs and then the swell of her full breasts, sitting proud and braless in her dress and remembering a pretty erotic picnic they had had earlier in the summer when she wore the same dress. Well she had it on for part of the time, but it had come off once they were in the woods and hidden from view. Knowing Marion, she probably didn’t have any panties on either. Jack felt his jeans getting tight as he anticipated getting a hand up her dress somewhere and running his fingers through her soft bush and moist slit.

“Gaaah!” Jack shouted, erotic reverie broken, as a stream of cold water jetted into his ear, dribbling down into his shirt. Marion snorted wine cooler. Shannon laughed and danced about with a water gun, her large breasts bouncing in the bikini top.

“Why I’ll get you!” Jack growled and jumped up.

Shannon shrieked and ran with Jack in hot pursuit. She ran around the side of the house, away from the party. Blood pounding, Jack ran after her. At the front of the house, Shannon turned to squirt him again, missing and laughing. She turned to run some more but her pause let Jack catch up.

“Gotcha!” he shouted throwing his arms around her slim waist. One hand wrapped around her bare stomach while the other slid up and cupped a full breast, fingers rubbing an erect nipple. He pulled her in tight to his hips, fingers still rubbing over the nipple. The hand at her waist slipped fingers into the waistband of her hot pants. Was that pubic fuzz he felt? Shannon rubbed her round, full ass against his stiffening cock.

“Mmmmm…” she sighed. Rubbing her ass slowly now. She turned around, reaching down to rub her hand over the front of Jack’s bulging jeans. “Oooh,” she purred “that feels nice!”

Jack was breathing hoarsely, eyes wide in alarm. He suddenly let go. Grabbing the squirt gun from Shannon he strode away blushing, confused and aroused.

Marion watched him come back from the front of the house, he was flushed and stony looking. Shannon followed a minute behind, grinning mischievously. “Everything OK, Sweetie?”

Jack coughed and took a long pull from his beer. “Hmmm? No, I’m fine. Everything’s fine. Just the running.”

“Well the burgers are ready, get me one please?”

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A few weeks later, after closing the store, Shannon arnavutköy escort grabbed Marion’s elbow. “C’mon Marion! I need a beer!”

Settled into the booth at the bar they ordered drinks. The waiter was young and handsome, with full hair and a bright smile. He was very attentive to them and his eyes kept straying since both women were showing a lot of cleavage. Marion discretely undid another button to show even more. He seemed to take his time setting the coasters and putting their drinks down with each round. “Need anything else ladies? A snack perhaps?”

“Oooh” Shannon cooed, “What’s good to eat?” She was pointedly looking at the crotch of his tight pants as she said this.

As the waiter went away to get the bar menus, Shannon gasped. “God! I could eat him!”

Marion laughed. “Yeah he’s easy on the eyes alright.” The flirting was making her horny. Marion was wondering about going to the ladies to slip her panties off to increase her arousal for when she got home. She could mount Jack and ride him hard while supper cooked. Maybe straddle him right on the kitchen floor…

“I don’t know about you, Marion, but I’m dying for a good cock!”

“Oooh,” Marion laughed. “I guess Tony’s getting some tonight!”

Shannon snorted. “I wish! It’s a weeknight and the game is on. Besides, I need something bigger! Don’t you?”

Marion shrugged. “Jack’s plenty big enough for me. He fills me up nicely. Don’t think I’d want any bigger to be honest.”

“Really?”

Marion smiled shyly. “Yeah. He gets right to the top!”

“Oh I’d like that!” Shannon said wistfully. She paused, thinking.

“I actually felt Jack’s cock, you know” she said finally. “Like… oh no! He didn’t whip it out or anything… I felt it through his pants. At the barbecue last month. When he chased me.”

“So that’s what was going on! Well thanks for getting him so horny! He could barely wait until we got home that evening. Fucked me like crazy all night.”

“With that big cock of his? Now I really am jealous!”

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Jack was making risotto. The rule was, first one home started supper. So he made some tea and put on some music while he worked. Browning chicken, cutting up onion, adding the rice. He slowly ladled the hot broth and wine into the pot, stirring until it was all absorbed. Then he added the cheese and butter, stirring again until it was a rich, creamy consistency. Just as he was finishing he heard footsteps and laughter on the stairs. Marion and Shannon came in the door together, laughing and giggling at some private joke.

“Hi Sweetie! You’re just in time. Dinner is ready!”

Marion frowned and swayed tipsily over to him. “You’re so nice, making dinner while I’m out being a drunken slut.” She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him in for a deep open mouthed kiss, her tongue working seductively between his lips. She broke the kiss. “I brought Shannon home.”

Shannon was giggling at them to one side.

“Yeah, I’d noticed that. That’s OK, I made lots.”

“I want to see your huge cock!” Shannon burst out.

“Wha-?”

Marion, arms still around his neck, nodded. “It’s true. I told her I’d let her see Little Jack.”

“Uh… Ok?” Jack felt confused.

Marion was undoing Jack’s belt. “I was telling Shannon how much I loved Little Jack and how happy he makes me.” She pulled his jeans and underpants down. “So she wanted to see for herself.”

Jack’s penis nestled against his testicles like a frightened animal, hiding in the thicket of pubic hair.

Marion knelt down in front of him. “Oh Little Jack, don’t be shy! Come out and play with me!” She started stroking at Jack’s manhood, coaxing it to arousal. “I’ll give you a kiss.” Soft lips caressed the tip of his penis.

Jack started breathing heavily, his arousal growing. Being exposed in front of Shannon, who avrupa yakası escort was staring at his cock eagerly, was shocking but exciting at the same time. Marion kept stroking and kissing him. He felt his arousal flood into his loins, the blood rushing to his penis, thickening and stiffening the shaft.

“That’s better! See how big he grows!” Marion grabbed him, displaying his erection to her friend like she was showing off a favourite toy. Marion slid her tongue up the underside of the shaft, to circle the knob. “But more than a mouthful is a waste!” She opened her mouth and quickly engulfed him, taking him quickly along her tongue into her throat, burying her nose into his hair. Her fingers stroked his balls while her tongue swirled and wiggled on the underside of his cock.

Jack groaned and leaned against the edge of the stove. While he still had some thoughts for other things, he quickly moved the pot off the burner and shut the element off, shifting so he could lean without burning himself. Marion’s head bobbed up and down, her mouth slurping happily.

Shannon knelt down beside her. “Can I suck on Little Jack too?”

Marion released Jack from her mouth with a slurping pop and pointed the tip towards Shannon’s open hungry red lips. “Be my guest!”

Again, tongue swirling on the underside of his head then licking in swirls around the tip. Shannon then opened her mouth wider and slowly, savouring each moment, slid him deeper into her hot throat. Marion ducked her head down and took one of Jack’s balls into her mouth, sucking on it tenderly.

Jack groaned loudly, his senses overwhelmed with pleasure. He placed a hand on the head of each woman, trying to stroke their hair, but failing in his ecstatic delirium.

Shannon slid to the side, licking along the bottom of Jack’s shaft, allowing Marion access as well. Two tongues swirled and danced along the taut skin of his cock, two sets of lips met at his head, kissing and licking. Shannon turned to Marion, their faces close, hot breath from each mouth mingling across the tip of Jack’s penis. She reached up to pull Marion into a kiss, tongues lingering on each other for a moment. The women undid each other’s buttons, revealing full swelling breasts for Jack’s lustful gaze.

They returned their attention to Little Jack, staring at them close up with one eye, twitching in anticipation and excitement. One mouth would slide Jack deep into her throat while the other would slowly suck on a ball, then they’d meet again at the tip, swirling it with twirling tongues before switching positions. Hands reached up to caress his hairy thighs, fingers caressed the underside of his scrotum, lips and tongues teased him, coaxed him.

“God” he gasped “I’m going to cum!”

Marion and Shannon sat back, both put their hands under their breasts, holding them up for Jack. “Come on our tits!” they chanted in unison.

Gripping his thick, raging cock Jack began stroking while staring at their full breasts and eager faces with open mouths. It didn’t take long. A few strokes and with a grunt, hot ropes of cum jetted out as Jack twisted his hips, spraying his fountain of passion on both pairs of breasts and into both open mouths.

With a final twitch he was spent and collapsed against the stove, breathing heavily. Shannon laughed, licking around her lips and running her fingers over her sticky breasts. She leaned over to lick Jack’s cum off of Marion’s face and breasts. Licking turned to kissing. Her hands moved up to fondle Marion’s breasts, tweaking her nipples into hardness.

“God,” Shannon moaned. “I’m still horny!”

“Mmmm” whispered Marion. “Me too.”

The women stood up, hands reaching to undo each other’s clothes, pulling panties down, fingers exploring between each other’s legs. Marion moved them into the living room and pulled Shannon down onto the couch. Naked legs spread, they fingered each bakırköy escort other’s pussies while tongues locked in a deep kiss.

Marion turned to look at Jack, who had followed, mesmerized. “Well, sweetie? Wouldn’t you like to fuck Shannon? I know you’ve imagined it many times.”

“Yeah, I would” Jack suddenly realized he was thirsty. “But you girls carry on. Little Jack and I are going to rest up and have a cup of tea while we enjoy the show for a bit.”

Marion smiled and turned back to Shannon, burying her face in Shannon’s large breasts and sucking on her nipples. Shannon pushed Marion back on the couch and knelt between her thighs, lowering her face into Marion’s brown bush. It was Marion’s turn to gasp as Shannon’s tongue sought out her clitoris, licking and searching, sucking and stroking.

“Oh my GOODNESS!” Marion cried out, her back arching. She liked Jack eating her out, but having a woman do it, another woman who had a clitoris and knew what worked, was mind blowing.

Jack finished his lukewarm tea and removed his shirt. Watching Marion in the throes of what was obviously a pretty good orgasm brought his cock to an even greater arousal. His head was purple and swollen, the skin of the shaft taut and almost painful, it was stretched so tight with the blood coursing through it. He moved to the end of the couch and knelt behind Shannon. Grabbing her round thighs he aimed his full, bursting head at her pink slit surrounded by soft blonde fuzz. “Mmmmmmm” Shannon said while licking at Marion. Slowly he slid it in, then out. Then in again. Going deeper each time. On the fourth thrust he pushed hard, burying his shaft up to the pelvic bone into Shannon’s wet cunt. Shannon lifted her head in surprise. “Oh yes!” she cried out. “Oh God! Fuck me Jack! Fuck me hard!”

Jack didn’t need any more encouragement. Griping her hips tighter he thrust hard, keeping his strokes slow and long, and giving an extra push at the end with an animal grunt. Marion slid further underneath Shannon, reaching up to play with Shannon’s tits and kissing her. Jack’s thrusting made Shannon’s tits sway, the nipples brushing against Marion’s nipples, giving both women an added secondary thrill. Marion reached her hand down to stroke Jack’s balls as they swayed, feeling him slide in and out of this other woman, teasing him, stroking his excitement, adding to his mounting pleasure. She was proud of her man, proud of and in love with his virility and strength as he bulled another woman.

Marion studied Shannon’s face, so close to hers, but also far away. Shannon’s eyes were closed as she focused on her pleasure as Jack fucked her. Her lips were slightly parted as her lungs demanded more oxygen. She could hear Shannon’s slight gasps and panting breaths. She heard Shannon’s whispered “Oh God! Yes! Fuck me! Fuck me hard! Yes. Yes yes yes yesyesyes…”

Shannon’s rocking overtop of her increased in tempo as Jack’s thrusting built up in speed as Jack’s own orgasm built to a climax. Marion moved her hand to touch Shannon’s soft bush, extending a finger to make tiny circles over the nub of her clitoris. “OH FUCK!!” Shannon screamed. “Oh shit I’m coming!” Panting and whimpering she collapsed onto Marion’s chest, burying her face into the side of Marion’s neck, whimpering in trembling ecstasy. Jack kept thrusting, not caring anymore about the woman he was buried in, just blindly thrusting towards his climax with a desperate animal need to cum inside her hot wet cunt. With a loud moan he gave a final hard thrust, his cock quivering and spurting its stream of hot semen deep into Shannon’s center.

Sighing the three collapsed into a friendly heap on the couch. After a few languid moments they began to stir as discomfort registered. “Oof! Get off you two!” Marion commanded, pushing at Shannon’s shoulder. “Staying for dinner Shannon?”

Shannon sat up, smiling contentedly. “Sure, I’d love to.” She looked at Marion expectantly. “Could we fuck some more for dessert?”

Marion shrugged. “Sure, as long as Little Jack is up to it.” She paused. “But what will Tony say?”

Shannon laughed. “He’s fine. He’s watching the game with my mom, so they won’t notice my absence. I’ll just tell him ‘I had dinner with Marion and got stuffed on some sausage!'”

It had been a long day at work and I was tired. I dragged into my apartment, briefcase in hand, ready to just shower and sleep. But I knew something more was waiting for me. Or more to the point a few someones. I can’t really explain my affinities for certain people and certain fantasies but they truly intrigue me. As I was saying, I walked into my apartment and was met by my, for lack of a better word, “staff”. I had 2 men and 2 women on my “staff” to satisfy any desire I had. And I truly mean ANY desire. I didn’t require all 4 of them all the time but it was nice to have options. I, of course, outfit my staff in uniforms and it seems that my friends had really taken to my new selection.

Rafe and James looked masculine and godlike in their custom outfits. Tight black pants and a black and red vest. My ladies, Jordan and Lex had short red mini skirts on and a white halter so thin I could see their pert nipples through the fabric. I started to feel better when I saw them, my weariness was less pronounced and I felt like smiling. They converged on my and relieved me of my jacket, shoes and briefcase, all the while giving me welcome home kisses and caresses. I had never been more grateful to be home and to be cared for. I tried to tell them that I şişli escort was tired but they wouldn’t hear of it. So I decided to go along. James started cooking a nice dinner while Jordan and Lex accompanied me to my room and helped me undress.

My ladies were so gentle and relaxing that it helped me get in the mood. Lex picked a nice skirt and tank top for me to wear while Jordan went through my lingerie and selected purple lacy ensemble that I hadn’t worn in awhile. It barely covered anything which is one reason she picked it. A lacy thing with garters and a very see through bra that made my nipples peek through. It was Jordan’s favorite as the black leather skirt, and red top was Lex’s. They wouldn’t answer me when I asked why I was getting so dressed up. They just silenced me with kisses and made me wear their favorites. I could tell Jordan was feeling good because she got in a few extra touches that piqued my interest. All of a sudden Lex walked to me and gave me a ravishing kiss that made me melt. Little did I notice that Jordan had walked up behind me, reached her arms around and started playing with my nipples. My muscles tenses and my breath started to get ragged. Then abruptly they stopped and I almost fell to the bayan escort floor.

“I don’t want to muss your clothes when you look so lovely.” Jordan said.

I laughed and told her, “Then you shouldn’t be starting when you don’t intend to finish.”

Lex chimed in with her soft, velvety voice, “We just wanted you to feel good after the day you had.”

I smiled and flounced away to the kitchen to see my lovely men. Oh how I had missed them. They were so strong and powerful. They exuded confidence but not arrogance. They treated me like myself and cherished me when at work all the males treated me as a stupid woman who wasn’t equal to them.

So I cherished my time with them and how they made me feel. Rafe was my strong and dominant man while James was tender and loving. A nice combination for my guys. While normally I like sweet loving when I’m tired, the girls had gotten me riled up enough to want lots of energy. I silently thanked my ladies when the guys ogled me with passion. I almost told them all to forget dinner, that I was too ready, but they had put a lot of effort into making my favorites and I would feel churlish to refuse. So we all sat at the table legs intertwined underneath, and enjoyed a pleasant istanbul escort meal. When James got up to get dessert I groaned, I was so stuffed. But he came back with a dish of strawberries and homemade whip cream. Lex picked one up, dipped it in the cream and fed it to Rafe with exquisite slowness. I wanted the same and James knew of course, so he grabbed one and fed it to me. I wanted to lick the cream off his fingers but he decided to tease me and do it himself. I groaned with impatience, but they just smiled at me.

It happened so fast and yet so slow it felt like it took a lifetime, but we all rose from the table and walked into the bedroom, kissing and touching. I love having a group of people, it creates so many new things and we all find something new and exciting to do. I was so happy about the guys’ uniforms; they accentuated all the greatest parts of them and fed my need for them. My ladies….I can’t say enough about them. They are stunning. Tonight, I wanted to be the center of ALL the attention, I wanted them all to cater to me and please me in every way. So I gathered them all around me and started taking off pieces of clothing starting with the guys’ vests. I marveled again at my luck to have such beautiful bodies to admire. I turned around to face Jordan and Lex while Rafe and James began caressing my backside. I touched Jordan’s nipple through her shirt and she moaned, so I put my mouth down to it and nibbled on it. Meanwhile, I used my other hand to massage Lex’s breast which she had already exposed.

Some disclaimers: There is drug use, cheating, heteroflexibility between guys and girls, and a fair amount of cum play between guys. If any of that bothers you, please don’t bother reading this one! I go more for detailed and fun sex scenes than a ton of prose. Note that this is only for open minded people. Hope you enjoy and, if so, let me know about it.”Miku, we are leaving in twenty minutes so we don’t be late,” my Czech girlfriend of three years called to me from our bedroom. I was bent over the sink, eying myself in the mirror, stretching the skin on my cheek tight as I dragged my razor along my jaw. Her English was far better than when we first started dating, and I normally found her way of speaking adorable, but today it was just another needle. “Don’t worry about me Zuz, I just have to shave and put my shirt on. Worry about yourself.” I checked myself out in the mirror, and felt pretty good about what I saw. 35 years old, and still in good shape. I wasn’t big, but well defined with my abs being the part of my body I’m most proud of.

Like almost all couples, even though we have a largely good relationship, we do have our share of fights. Both of us are emotional people I’m ashamed to admit and we have our share of drama. Our relationship is also complicated somewhat by the fact that we both come from different backgrounds. Zuzana was from a small town in eastern Czech Republic and spent the first part of her life under a communist government. I grew up in upper middle class USA, earned my way into a top liberal arts college, and then moved to Eastern Europe because I thought it would be a great way of seeing a different culture. When your childhood is so different, you do end up approaching issues from different angles and it can lead to conflicts that are harder to resolve.

Still, it wasn’t all bad. Nowadays it is well known that there is an insane concentration of stunning women in Eastern European, and Zuzana certainly proved that rule. A mutual friend introduced her to me as someone who could help her with an English language presentation. Naturally slim, though not skinny and a little over five and a half feet tall, Zuzana made an immediate impression on me. She had long brunette hair, dark eyes and a sharp nose. Her lips are natural but you would be forgiven for thinking they were surgically enhanced. An ass man myself, I remember thinking she an ass shaped like a tea cup and breasts that were more than a good handful. We hit it off on the first session, and it didn’t take long into her second visit before I had her bent over the back of my couch.

I wrapped up my shave, slapped on cologne, sprayed deodorant and headed out of the bathroom into the bedroom to grab my shirt and check on the lady. I could see she was in her dressing room, and as I approached I could see her silhouette visible through the frosted door. She clearly had her leg up on a stool, and I couldn’t help but admire her lines. Despite being bent forward as she pulled a stocking up her leg, her stomach remained flat up to her fantastic full breasts. I pulled open the door and she looked back and up at me over her shoulder, attaching the second of two black straps from the top of her black stocking to a black and red laced garter. The garter belt alluringly wrapped around her fantastic ass and rested over a matching set of lace panties were largely transparent with red flower pattern obscuring some of her flesh. Still I found myself staring between her cheeks, trying to see how much I could see. Only 25 years old, you couldn’t find a hint of cellulite on her fantastic body, even if there was a certain softness to her. Forgetting that I was there to ask her if she was going to be ready in time, I stood with my mouth agape, savoring the view. It’s no wonder I always forgive this woman, no matter how frustrating she could sometimes be.

“Do you like it Miku? I wanted to dress fancy today.” I looked down at the shirt in my hand, and realized I was going to have to up the ante a bit to keep up with my lady. “You look hot Zuzi, fucking hell. When did you get that?” my eyes resting on the bra which was largely sheer other than the red and black flower patterned lace which became more opaque around her nipples.

“Agent Provocateur baby” she said with a smile. “I finally used you gift. I’m glad you like. It was supposed to be surprise for you.” She stood up and stretched her arms above her head, showing off, and then reached for her dress and took it from the hanger. She started the incomprehensible process of preparing the black dress to slip over her head, looked up at me with her deep brown eyes and said, “will you forgive me Miku? I know I was silly again today.” I was shocked as apologies are few and far between, and almost never for what had triggered her today. I have to say that seeing how she was dressed tonight, it would be idiotic not to accept her apology and move on so I said, “Of course baby, thank you for apologizing. It was sancaktepe escort also my fault, I know you don’t like it when I do that. I have to be better” I moved towards her and pulled her towards me in a hug. She wrapped one arm behind my head, still holding her dress with the other and whispered in my ear, “you will make it up to me later Cookie,” using her pet name for me, “Now go put on nice white shirt I got you, no? And arrange the car?”

I smiled and gave her a gentle kiss, “your wishes are my command, Pie” and I stepped away to my own closet. I found the dress shirt in question and removed it from the hanger, happy to see it was not wrinkled, and put it on. My crime today was something that any man would struggle with in late summer Prague. The weather had started to cool off, but today had been potentially one of the last hot days of the year and the girls were all taking advantage of it. Flesh was on display, and despite my best efforts, I cannot keep myself from looking even when I’m walking with my woman. And while she does sometimes enjoy looking at women with me, if her mood is off or if she feels threatened in any way she can snap and go off. I found the jealousy cute at first, and sometimes a turn on, but nowadays it just pissed me off that she was pissed off. This time she busted me checking out a girl wearing short shorts that were cut short enough that they disappeared into her ass, and the fabric that was visible had rips revealing skin beneath. I mean, how could I not look? In any event, it definitely wasn’t worth ruining a good party night, and I was happy that she had offered the olive branch first tonight.

I rang the car service, and gave them our address and the address of our friend Kyle’s flat. Kyle was an Australian expat who I’d been friends with for nearly the entire time I’d been living here. Recently divorced, he decided it was time to show all his friends his new place. A professional chef by trade, visits to Kyle were always a treat as he had a huge personality and could produce Michelin quality meals in his home kitchen. He was also a huge party animal, so for sure it was going to be a wild evening after the eating was done. I went downstairs and took some bottles of wine out of the fridge, and a bottle of gin from the liquor cabinet. “Zuz, come on down, the car will be here in a couple minutes.”

“Coming Cookie!” It’s worth mentioning she pronounces the oo in cookie more like “goose”, so it really is adorable. I let out an audible “uff” when I saw her. The black dress she had chosen modestly covered her shoulders and upper arms, but was immodest in virtually every way. The neckline was composed of two overlapping pieces of loose fabric that draped down and met well under her breasts, revealing a large V and vast amounts of cleavage. Her breasts were pushed up by the bra and on display in all their voluptuous glory. At the base of the V, part of her bra was visible as well as a small triangle of skin beneath. Below her breasts, the fabric of the dress clung to her like a second skin along her waist and hips, and then ended just below where her garter straps connected to the tops of her stockings. The front of the skirt had was slightly shorter than the sides and the back, and from where I was standing at the bottom of the stairs, I could easily see the garter straps and a hint of her creamy thighs above the top of her stockings. She exuded elegance, taste, and sex. I felt my dick stir, and wondered if we should just make the car wait for us.

She smiled at me seductively, her lips glossy and slightly parted, she pressed the length of her body against me and brought her lips to mine, darting her tongue between my lips. My dick responded immediately, lengthening against my thigh. She ran her hand down my chest, and rubbed it firmly as she continued pushing her tongue down my throat. I grabbed her ass and pressed her against me and moaned into her mouth. Pulling away, she smiled and said, “let’s go, being late is rude.”

The car was waiting as we exited the building. I opened the door for Zuz and got an eyeful of thigh and straps as she descended into the car. Buzzing already with arousal I walked around to the other side of the car, and got in behind the driver. I reached out and took Zuzana’s hand and we chatted about the evening and what we should expect. As far as we knew there would be about 20 people there and Kyle was going to feed everyone. We gossiped a bit about which of the friends had landed on his ex wife’s side of the fence and which would show up tonight. Kyle’s friends were a bit older than I was, so there was a decent chance Zuzana would be the youngest person there. She has absolutely no problem with this, being a highly social person she was comfortable in virtually any situation. Still, we used this as an excuse to ask Kyle if we could invite Zuzi’s best friend Nina. Of course he agreed, having met her a few times sultangazi escort back when he was still married. The reality was that we both thought that Nina could be a good match for Kyle or, at the very least, a nice rebound fling. As far as we knew, he hadn’t been with anyone since splitting with his wife nearly 6 months prior.

Zuzana texted Nina that we were nearly at her place while I enjoyed the view out the window. Both she and Kyle lived in the Old Town center of the city and I never got over how beautiful it is. The cobble stoned roads were one-way, but there was hardly any traffic. I saw Nina was already waiting in front of her house as we approached so I rolled down the window as we pulled up to the curb. “Hey beautiful, you looking for a date?” I always got along really well with Nina, and was happy to see her because she’s awesome, and also happy to see her because she truly is beautiful. Nina had a light scarf over her shoulders, and a short, tight and dark cocktail dress with cream colored stockings covering her legs. Her blond hair was straight and hung down as usual between her shoulder blades. Her hips swayed hypnotically as she strode towards my car door. I never understood how Slavic women could walk so gracefully in stiletto heals on cobblestones. She leaned on the window, giving me a fantastic view of her blue eyes, pale skin, and red lips and said “How much?”.

“First one is free for hot blonds!” I laughed, and opened the door. I scooted over as she slid in next to me. She put her arm around my neck and kissed me on the cheek “it’s great to see you Mike.” She put her hand on my thigh for balance as she leaned over me and exchanged greeting in Slovak with Zuzana and gave her a happy kiss on the lips. I noticed that her dress was a deep blue synthetic leather and it had ridden up her thighs when she’d sat down, revealing the tops of her cream colored stockings and garter straps which fixed to the top with black bows. Her hand hadn’t left my thigh as we all happily chatted and I was glad that my dick was extended down my other leg as she would have otherwise felt my hard-on. It was a short drive to the party, and I enjoyed being sandwiched between these two beauties.

The girls existed first on arrival, and I stayed to pay the driver. My Czech isn’t perfect, but I understood the driver complimenting me on the company and wishing me good luck tonight. I laughed and gave him a good tip and then joined the girls at the door. We took the elevator up and entered the party. The flat was nice, and we were the first guests other than Kyle’s best friend Phil. The guys appreciatively gave the girls an up and down and went in for hugs and kisses. His kitchen was dominated by a huge square table in the middle of the room that was loaded with a buffet of goodies that Kyle had prepared. We got wine and started chatting and munching as guests continued to arrive.

Drinks continued to flow and the party started to swing. The music got louder, people got more and more drunk, and people started dancing. It was a good mix of people, mainly professional expats and their partners. Zuzana and I were separated most of the evening as we mingled independently though periodically coming together to touch base. After a long conversation with a guy I’d never met before wrapped up, I looked around for Zuzana and saw her sitting next to Phil. Apparently he’d just made a good joke, and Zuz responded by slapping him on the chest and shaking her head. She didn’t remove her hand though, and leaned in to whisper something in his ear. Whatever she said caused his eyebrows to raise and he smiled again at her. He had three buttons on his shirt undone, and I saw that part of her hand was actually resting on his chest well formed pecks. He was a hairy guy, and I could see that Zuzana was gently circling her fingers on his chest. She looked around then, and saw me watching them. She said something to Phil, and then left him to walk towards me. I saw Phil get an eyeful of her ass as she walked away, and he reached down to adjust himself in his pants. I can’t say I blamed him, Zuz has that effect.

Smiling, she snaked through the crowd to me and when close enough to me she asked, “Cookie, are you having fun? Why are you alone?” We clinked glasses and she whispered to me, “Phil has some coke, can we go do a line with him?” Rarely one to turn down blow at a party, I happily agreed and I let Zuzana lead me by the hand to Kyle’s bedroom. As we entered I tried to close the door behind me but stopped when I realized that Phil was also on his way. I saw that Kyle and Nina were already there sitting close together on the bed, chopping lines from a sizable pile of powder on a marble slab that Kyle had next to his bed.

“Hey guys! Long time no see. Hey let’s just keep this between us OK? A lot of the folks here aren’t the drug type, and anyway I don’t have enough for everyone. So just us 5 OK?”

Each cihangir escort of us took our turns and all of the guys were clearly paying attention when the girls leaned over to do their lines. The action had the expected effected of hiking their skirts up, givings us eyefuls. As Zuz took her line, I turned to Phil and asked him what he had been talking about with her. He flushed a bit and said, “Hey Zuzana, your boyfriend is asking what we were talking about just now.”

She raised up from the table, dabbing her nose gently to ensure there was no residue and said, “Oh, Phil had offered this, and I just said him how I’d love to…”

“And??” I prompted.

“And I said I love it but it always makes me so horny!” She said this last in an exaggerated way, cupping her breasts and rolled her shoulders. Nina cackled and reached up slapped Zuzana on the ass, “Don’t be bad girl Zuza!”

Zuzana fixed her dark eyes on mine and cooed “But Miku loves it when I’m bad, don’t you baby” and walked towards me where I was leaning against the wall, rubbing her hands down her stomach and to her thighs. It might have started as a joke, but she was committed now. When she reached me, she put one arm around my neck and pushed her right leg between mine, pressing herself against me and pulled me in for a deep kiss. Coke makes everyone horny, and I had no problem with this. I put my hands down to her ass, pulling her tightly against me, and I felt her raise her left leg up, wrapping it around the back of my thigh to increase her leverage against my stiffing prick. My right hand ran up her thigh, up past her garter and to her soft skin. I pushed her skirt up further, and ran my fingers lightly over her panties – turned on by the fact that I knew a good part of her ass was exposed to everyone in the room.

Kyle gave a polite cough and said, “guys, do you want the room for a while?”

Zuza broke off our make out session, and turned around to look at Kyle, rolling her hips seductively against me and said “no Kyle, no. That would be rude to the other guests. Let’s go join them no?” And she lowered her leg, and smoothed her skirt down to cover her self. I looked around at them now, and saw that Nina had her hand between Kyle’s legs and seemed to be rubbing his inner thigh near an impressive bulge that had formed in his slacks. Phil was still staring at Zuzana’s ass and was unashamedly rubbing himself through his pants. Zuz turned her back to me glanced down at his rubbing hand and walked to him. She offered her hand and said, “Thank you again for the lines. Come dance with me.”

Phil glanced at me, and I smiled and shrugged and watched as they left the room. Nina and Kyle also left holding hands and I stayed back for a moment to do my line, then collect myself and give my erection a chance to go down. I was not the jealous type, but I wasn’t sure how I felt about Zuza toying with Phil. It’s a game we often played in clubs, teasing strangers and getting off a bit on the attention, but Phil was a close friend of a friend, and I didn’t want to make things complicated. “fuck it, don’t over-think this, let’s just have fun” I said to myself, and I rejoined the party.

Hours passed as we all enjoyed dancing and drinking, and guests slowly started leaving but there was still a good crowd. I was dancing with an older lady who knew how to work what she had. We got closer and she smiled and then turned around, pressing her ass against me. I playfully gave her a spank, appreciating the bounce it caused. “Do that again young man, and I’ll have to take you to the bathroom” she teased and continued bouncing on my dick which was now in a permanent state of arousal. I was enjoying grinding in time to the beats, when I felt two arms wrap around my stomach and looked back to see Nina smiling up at me. She said “OK OK you two, that is enough. This one is coming with me” as she pushed my new friend away. The woman, whose name I didn’t catch, laughed, blew me a kiss, and went to dance with her friends.

I followed Nina to the bathroom and she pushed me in and closed the door behind us. She produced a baggy of coke and said “Look what I have? Let’s have a line” and proceeded to rack some up on the toilet seat. I stood behind her and drank in the look of her. Muscles in her back rippled as she worked, and she swayed her ass slowly side to side humming happily to herself. Her thighs were visible and I could tell that her panties were less than an inch away from being exposed. Having been in a constant state of arousal for the last few hours, I couldn’t help but think of pushing up her skirt and fucking her from behind. Nearly mad with lust, I reached down into my pants, and grabbed my dick, slowly stroking it as I stared at her. She produced a straw, and I heard her inhale her line so I removed my hand which was wet with my precum. She turned around to offer it to me, and she knew immediately how horny I was. Still bent over her blue eyes clung to mine, and she whispered, “what is it Miku?” and against my will, I broke eye contact with her to gaze between her legs. If “fuck it, let’s have fun” was the theme of the night, I decided to try it out.

“Honestly, and don’t be mad, but I just really wanted to know what color panties you’re wearing.”

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I was walking through the streets of the little Central American town, headed to one of its many markets. Founded by the Spanish over 500 years ago, it’s nestled in a ring of mostly-dormant volcanoes. You can still see the occasional plume of steam and smoke escaping the crest of one or the other of them.

I stepped across the median of the bustling street, cars, motorcycles, buses, mopeds, and other pedestrians crowding together on all sides. The main market was ahead of me, and I looked forward to wanderings its confines. I was washed in a sea of sights, sounds, and smells. There were seemingly endless rows of stalls, hawking endless varieties of goods. Here, (probably) illegally copied movies and CD’s, over there, soccer jerseys, down the way, a variety of shoes, and across from that, used parts for cars and motorcycles. There were people of all descriptions — black, white, red. This is a favorite destination of European visitors, and I can see — and hear — Germans, Brits, French, as well as other nationalities I didn’t readily recognize. There are those of Spanish descent, or Castilianos, as they are known, as well as the darker skinned mestisos, and still-darker native descendants. All in a hodge-podge of colors, textiles, and textures. I smelled chicken grilling in an open-air cookshop, ripe fruit hanging at every turn, diesel and oil fumes, sweet perfumes, roasting coffee grown on the adjoining volcanic hillsides, the pungent odor of unwashed humanity. It was a paradise of old and new — forgotten and yet undiscovered. And did I mention some of the most beautiful women anywhere? THAT was just an added bonus to my travels.

It was Friday, my first day in this town, and toward late afternoon, I begun noticing even more people on the streets and sidewalks, if that were possible. People were getting out of work, and I also noticed a peculiar addition to the burgeoning population of pedestrians. There began to be uniforms everywhere — specifically, girls in uniforms everywhere. Were they schoolgirls? I didn’t think so…they appeared to be in their late teens and early twenties. I was intrigued, and definitely titillated. The majority of the uniforms were a combination of short plaid skirts in the school’s colors, a dark blazer over a white blouse, and to top it off, knee high stockings and heels. Almost invariably, heels. ‘N-i-i-i-i-c-e,’ I thought to myself.

I continued to shop for a while, enjoying the sights and sounds, but then decided to head over toward the Parque Central, the town’s huge public square. The area was over 100 yards on each side, and in the center a gigantic fountain and attendant sculptures spouting water. I stood near the fountain, turning in a slow circle to take it all in. Along one side was a long arcade, people crowding in a long queue to put their paychecks in the bank. I was told this was an every-Friday occurrence. Along another side was a massive palace-like structure, complete with stone pillars, loads of sculpture and ornamentation, and armed guards along its facade. Opposite this was a string of small shops, restaurants, cafe tables, and bars. But what struck me most was the people. It was a people-watching paradise.

I decided to take a seat on one of the many benches, at the opposite end from an older gentleman, probably in his late fifties or early sixties. He smiled at me genially and nodded. After a while of drinking in the sights, I decided to strike up a conversation with my neighbor. He introduced himself as Francisco. He said he like to come here in the afternoons while his wife shopped in the markets. The two of us sat and watched, as children played in the fountain, or chased each other playing tag. There were people of all ages; mothers walking with their children, homeless begging for spare change, others returning home from work, or most people, like me, just enjoying the fading light of evening.

“Francisco, what is the reason for the uniforms the girls all wear?” I asked my new friend.

“These are girls from the secretarial and business schools,” he replied. “Beautiful, si?”

“Si,” I nodded emphatically.

As we continued to watch, a pair of these girls approached from our right, on one of the pathways traversing the park. One was tall, approaching six feet, with long, slender legs, and the lighter hair characteristic of the Castilianos. Over her shoulder, she had slung a bright pink Hello Kitty backpack. She had a natural beauty, and appeared only to wear a little eye makeup and lipstick. Her companion, dressed identically, was maybe a foot shorter, slightly darker complexion, and noticeably stockier, although still very attractive. She appeared more thick-waisted, with more athletic, muscular legs than her tall friend. All in all, a very sexy pair. I received nothing more than a quick glance from both girls as bahçeşehir escort they made their way in front of us, and off to our left.

About 10 minutes later, as Francisco and I were talking about the history of the town, the same two girls — I saw the backpack — walked toward us again. This time, they eyeballed me a little longer, so I nodded. At this, the two girls leaned in to each other giggling as they walked past. Francisco rattled off something unintelligible to the pair, and the tall one glanced over her shoulder, sticking out her tongue at Francisco, and then gave him the sweetest, most devilish grin I’ve ever seen as they continued on away from us.

“My Spanish is not bad, but I didn’t understand what you said to her.” He had spoken rapidly, in a kind of slang.

“I told the girls to come back and enjoy the company of my friend,” he said. At this, I blushed, and told him I appreciated him looking out for me. “It is still early — there is still hope for you, my friend. Well, it is 6:00, and I must go and find my wife. Enjoy the rest of your time here,” Francisco told me as he stood up to go. I rose and shook his hand, and we said our goodbyes.

I wandered the square somewhat aimlessly, coming to the idea of enjoying a beer at one of the cafes. Just as I started to head toward one called La Abondanza, I heard a voice from behind me.

“Buenos tardes,” said a sweet voice. I thought maybe it was one of the many people wandering the square, selling jewelry or weavings to tourists. To my surprise, as I turned around, I saw the two girls Francisco had tried to entice earlier. I stopped in my tracks, trying to believe whether my look could really be this good.

“Buenos tardes,” I returned in my best Spanish. “Me llamo Estefan. Mucho gusto.”

The two introduced themselves as Esperanza (the taller one), and Mariadela (the shorter one). After a minute or so of agonizing awkwardness in all parties involved, I suggested getting a few beers at the cafe where I had been headed. The girls said they knew a better one, where it would be a little less crowded. I agreed, and we set off across the park. At first, I decided I needed to keep on my guard. Not knowing the area, I didn’t want to be taken in by a possible scam or get set up to be mugged by an acquaintance of the girls. Luckily, we didn’t walk very far, and ducked into the coolness of a small restaurant on one of the side streets just off the square. I relaxed a little, feeling like I didn’t have to worry as much now. I still wouldn’t drink too much, just in case.

We three sat at a tiny table in a back corner of the establishment, the two girls flanking me on either side. As I asked the two what they wanted to drink, they each flashed me the sweetest smiles. I was hoping it was going to be a good night. We ordered three beers, which the little elderly waitress brought back momentarily.

After an hour or so of questions about each other’s lives, boyfriends, girlfriends, or luckily the lack thereof, how I was enjoying my touring, and just general harmless chit-chat, the two got up to go to the bathroom. When they returned, Mariadela asked me how long I would be in town. I told them I was to leave tomorrow afternoon, and they both said that was too bad, that they would like to have shown me around. For a moment, the girls put their heads together and then returned their attention to me. In a flurry of Spanish, Esperanza spoke to the woman behind the counter, and in five minutes’ time, two bags of food and two bottles of wine arrived at our table. At first I was uncomprehending, but when Mariadela stood up and took my hand, I realized we were getting our dinner to go. Better and better.

It was only a short walk up the street to the girls’ apartment. Since it was still early, there were plenty of people on the streets. We passed the bolted doors of shops that had closed up for the night, and now there were the sounds of the night in a bustling town. People out enjoying themselves, lively music coming from a number of restaurants and clubs. The cobblestone street was a narrow affair, tiny sidewalks on each side, the ironwork grilles of windows punctuating the walls of the buildings we passed. It was a decidedly picturesque place. I was definitely coming back to visit again.

We arrived at an oaken door studded with brass nails. The house’s walls, right at the edge of the sidewalk, were a coral-colored plaster, and a window grille looked out on the entrance. Mariadela took out her keys and unlocked the entry door, while Esperanza ushered me inside. It took my eyes some time to adjust to the dim light of the single lamp that sat on a small table in the corner. The apartment was cozy, a tiny little living space with whitewashed walls that was virtually stuffed with two oversized sofas and a low coffee table. The few antique photos and prints hanging on the walls gave the place a definite Old World levent escort feel.

I dumped the two bags of food onto the coffee table and sat on a sofa, while Esperanza put on some music. I recognized the same type of dance music that I had heard coming from one of the clubs we had passed earlier. After this, Esperanza came over to where I sat and kicked off her shoes. In a moment of cruel teasing, she put her left foot on the sofa and slowly, ever so slowly, unrolled her white stocking to take it off. Without even trying, I got a glimpse of silky white panties beneath her dark skirt. She caught me looking and flashed me a wicked grin. She then switched feet and repeated the entire agonizing process right in front of me.

Taking her cue from the taller girl, Mariadela did a mock strip-tease, spinning and undulating in time to the music as she removed her blazer. She looked deep into my eyes and began unbuttoning the top of her blouse. First, one, then another, then another button…and stopped. I realized then what a tantalizing display of cleavage she was putting on. The tops of her lacy black bra cups just peeked over the edges of her partially opened shirt.

Now that both girls were comfortable, they flopped down onto the floor, heedless of their short skirts, and started digging through the food to pass it around. I slid off the couch and deposited myself on the floor between the two of them. I realized I hadn’t eaten for hours, and the food was delicious. A semi-spicy mixture of meats and tortillas, tamales, and good red wine. Bookended by the two beautiful sirens, I was in heaven!

We all laughed as the two told me stories about things that happened at their school, or some of their adventures on weekends when they weren’t in school. Everyone was having a good time, loosened up from the wine, but not to the point of drunkenness. At one point, Mariadela jumped up and yelled, “I love this song!” She began undulating to the music, her eyes closed, enjoying the feeling of moving in rhythm. Esperanza stood up to join her, and I got a “floor’s-eye view” of the two friends locked in a steamy embrace, each holding the other close, arms encircling waists. Occasionally there was a kiss on the lips, or a stroked cheek. It was obvious the girls adored each other. As the music heated up further, Mariadela moved one of her thighs so it was between the legs of Esperanza and they danced in a style similar to Meringue. Their sexy hips gyrated back and forth as they continued to hold each other tight. I felt myself getting incredibly turned on by this candid display of intimacy. The two kissed again, and I saw one of Mariadela’s hands slip between the two of their bodies, rubbing the both of them from the outside. Esperanza let out a gasp as she enjoyed the feel of her friend’s hand on her clothed pussy. In a frenzy, the two kissed eagerly one last time, and then collapsed on the floor next to me in a tangle of legs, laughing and exhausted from the dancing.

We talked for what seemed like hours — I couldn’t remembering having so much fun in a long time. It was somewhat of a surprise when Mariadela asked me what hotel I was staying at. I told her the San Lucas. As if on command, Esperanza stood up, saying it was getting late, and it was probably time to go to bed. The statement hit me like a ton of bricks, and I went instantly from being on top of the world, to being absolutely depressed. I was NOT looking forward to returning to my tiny hotel room alone to jerk myself off. Been there, done that. I stood up slowly, starting to say my good-byes to the two girls, when Mariadela giggled and said something in rapid-fire Spanish to Esperanza.

“Silly man! I meant you are to come to bed with us!” Esperanza told me, laughing. Holy shit! I couldn’t believe my luck.

Mariadela grabbed my hand and led me down a short hallway to a small room with a huge antique-looking bed at one wall. The headboard was ornately carved wood, dark with age, and must have been at least 8 feet wide. As I looked around the room, she explained that they shared a bed, since they needed to save money, and a one-bedroom apartment is much cheaper. From behind me, Esperanza chimed in that over time they had become lovers, and that they shared virtually everything. I think my cock stood at full attention at this last thought. As I stood contemplating this, the tall beauty spun me toward her and leaned in for a kiss.

The two of them lighted a series of oil lamps — it’s cheaper than electricity, one of them explained, and the room was thrown into a warm, golden glow. As Esperanza went back down the hall to turn out the living room light, Mariadela reached down and pulled the hem of my shirt over my head. She purred in delight as her soft hands caressed my chest and shoulders. I heard the music grow louder as Esperanza carried one of the speakers into the hallway. A second later, I felt her behind me, her breath on my eyüp escort skin as she planted tiny whispers of kisses on my back. Her strong, supple arms encircled my waist, and I felt her fingers working to undo the button of my pants. Mariadela leaned closer to give her a hand, and soon my pants and underwear slid to the floor. I continued kissing first one girl, then the other. After a while I told the girls I had really enjoyed watching them kiss each other earlier.

“Anything you wish,” said Mariadela. And with that, she wrapped her hand in Esperanza’s thick mane of dirty blonde hair, pulling her head down for a long, slow kiss. They were locked in a sensual embrace, lips pressed together, mouths open, tongues intertwined. Hands roved each other’s bodies, exploring, teasing. Esperanza leaned down even further as she continued to kiss her lover, running a hand up under Mariadela’s skirt, and stroking her sopping pussy. Mariadela’s breath hissed inward, and she exhaled a sigh of delight. Esperanza pulled the shorter girl’s panties to the side, running a finger up an down the wet slit. Mariadela spread her legs wider as she stood soaking her friend’s finger. Another gasp of pleasure issued from her mouth as first one, and then a second finger, disappeared deep inside the girl’s aching pussy. Esperanza was fingering her good now.

At last releasing her hold on Mariadela, Esperanza brought her hands up to the front of her friend’s blouse, undoing the remaining buttons. The garment slid off her shoulders. Next came the skirt and panties. Soon I was taking in the gorgeous sight of Mariadela’s body. She was thick hipped, lovely athletic thighs (she had told me she was a soccer player) met just below a pussy with one small tuft of dark hair, and a pair of grapefruit-sized breasts sat high on her chest. Luscious, huge nipples shone proud. I moved to take one into my mouth, and felt her hand wrap around my now-rigid cock. As I ministered to the shorter girl’s breasts, Esperanza finished undressing herself, and joined me in pleasuring her.

Esperanza knelt down between the two of us, first licking her roommate’s pussy, then taking the head of my cock in her mouth. Mariadela’s head was thrown back, a constant stream of moans and obscenities streaming from somewhere deep inside her, as her lover continued to stimulate every inch of her dripping cunt with tongue and fingers. I kissed from her ear, to her exposed throat, down to the tops of her breasts, using my tongue to circle her diamond-hard nipples. Esperanza’s tongue was working magic on my cock, swiping up and down the shaft, flitting underneath to my balls, and then playing with the head. Before long, she stood up and pushed me toward the bed, where I fell onto the edge and slid myself up toward the head.

“I want to ride that pretty cock,” Esperanza practically growled. With that, she moved up to straddle me, teasing my cock mercilessly. She knelt on one knee, with the sweet mouth of her pussy just millimeters away from sucking me into her. There was that ever-present wicked grin — she knew damned well how to drive me insane. Her hips lowered a fraction, so that just the tip of my cock pushed her outer pussy lips aside. I tried to move my hips up in response, but she had apparently anticipated my move; shaking her head teasingly, she moved back up, so I was left high and dry. She grabbed both my hands, putting them on her luscious, small breasts, and this time, sank ever so slowly down onto the shaft of my cock in one long, deliciously slow movement. She was now impaled down to the balls on me. A long, low moan of satisfaction was all she could let out. As she adjusted to her pussy being filled up, she leaned forward to kiss me deeply, and I circled my arms around her, holding her tight to me. I didn’t want her to get away to tease me again.

Now that she had perfect access, Mariadela situated herself between my legs, behind Esperanza, and stroked her hands down her roommate’s back. She massaged the other girl lovingly, stroking and caressing, kneading the supple flesh, until her hands wandered down to spread the cheeks of Esperanza’s tight ass apart. With my head propped on two pillows, I was treated to the sexy sight of Mariadela burying her tongue in the tight little asshole of her lover. It was driving Esperanza crazy, and she wriggled her hips in appreciation as she soaked my cock with her juices. I felt the occasional lash of Mariadela’s tongue on my balls as she flicked it up and down the entire slit of the pussy laid out in front of her. I decided I wanted to feel Esperanza grind on me, so I let her up from my crushing embrace, and she sat straight up on my rod. Mariadela knelt behind Esperanza hugging her from behind, teasing her nipples and squeezing her huge breasts. Esperanza, her long, lean legs astride me, was soon writhing in the throes of her first full-on orgasm. Her shuddering and quaking seemed to go on forever, and I felt the inner walls of her cunt spasming and gripping my cock, threatening to push me over the edge.

“I want to feel you explode inside me,” Esperanza said, as if she could read my mind and feel my impending orgasm. “I’m quite sure a young caballero like you can be persuaded to cum more than once tonight for us.”

I went to the park one summer day wearing a denim miniskirt with no panties, and a thin white tank top stretched across my braless C-cups. I took the side way into the park, through the small village graveyard, and intersected the path which led to a tributary off the nearby creek. The path seemed to abruptly end at the brook, but having jumped its waters and sojourned onward once, I knew that about a mile into the forest was a soil BMX pit where muscular dudes smeared with caked mud flew their rugged bikes into impressive arcs and flips. I had kept walking that day, watching them from a distance until I came upon a meadow that shouldered up to the creek. Though I saw houses in the distance, I slipped out of my silk camisole and cutoffs and lay, naked, in the grass letting the sun warm my exposed flesh. When I had crossed back to the park that day they had been gone.

I was counting on them being there today. I needed some male attention.

I leapt across the stream and started my journey towards the BMX pit. When I sensed I heard shouts in the distance, I rummaged for my phone and turned on the video recorder, slipping it carefully back into the pouch on my crossbody tote. Finally, their lithe bodies came gleaming maslak escort into my view, thick-haired young boys, early twenties, awash with testosterone and sport. As I neared them I did not hide my lascivious gaze, letting my vision sweep their bodies: firm pectorals, veiny biceps, taut stomachs, bulging packages in their shiny shorts.

I wasted no time. I sat down at the edge of the pit and fished a cigarette from my bag. As I inhaled the creamy smoke, I opened my legs to expose my engorged clitoris, my slick, smooth pussy lips puckered and pink, primed for an eager cock. One of the guys noticed, stopped his bike and stared. I held the cigarette between my painted lips, used both hands to pull my tank top down, down, until my breasts sprang up from their captivity and bounced into place. The other two guys stopped their bikes and stared, as the first biker began to walk towards me. I held his gaze, took my left breast into my hand and eased my nipple up to my mouth, tasted my ample areola, like a sweet copper penny on my tongue.

I smoked as they gathered, massaging their crotches and glancing at one another uncertainly before training their eyes back on my rack, between my spread kayaşehir escort legs. I got hotter and wetter as they began to caress my waiting breasts, run their unsure hands up and down my legs, extend cautious fingers into my slippery vagina. I felt three sets of fingers in me at once, teeth on my left nipple. And then one guy, the blonde, was kissing me roughly, his erection in his hand. His buddy, the black-haired one, swirled his fingers inside me and then slipped them around to my ass, fingering. The redhead exposed his hard cock and put my hand on it. He was uncut, and I massaged his foreskin back and forth along his shaft. He leapt up beside me and forced me back against the ground, placing one knee on either side of my face. He guided his throbbing cock into my mouth and lay over me, thrusting hard against the back of my throat.

The black-haired guy eased me over onto my side and the redhead readjusted me so that I was up on one elbow, taking his cock down my throat. The black-haired guy penetrated my ass with his spit-shined cock, stretching my asshole as he prodded with all his girth. The blonde, meanwhile, pulled me closer to the edge of the pit and thrust his cock, wet with pre-cum, ataköy escort bayan into my salivating pussy. All three holes were filled to the brim with cock, every nook and cranny being interrogated by dick. The redhead was the first to come, after I sucked his foreskin to the end of his dick, and then pulled it slowly out from between my lips and teased his head rapidly. His hot cum spurted down my throat, so thick and ample I almost choked. He pressed into my mouth, his cock sliding down my throat, my lips at the base of his penis. The black-haired one came next, exploding into my ass, his dick jerking like a wild iron rod as he came.

I felt his cum oozing onto the soil when he pulled out. He withdrew his phone from his pocket and took a snapshot of his semen dripping out of my ass, with his sated penis in the bottom of the frame. The redhead took notice and withdrew his phone, lay his twitching penis across my mouth and snapped a photo as I stared up at the camera, doe-eyed. The blonde, still pounding my pussy, gave a moan, and drilled me harder. I reached down and massaged my clitoris, the pleasure building and building until I came hard against his throbbing cock, and I was still quivering when he pulled out and exploded all over my tits. He, too, extracted a phone from his pocket, only he held open my pussy lips to photograph the gaping vagina he had left in his wake.

I dressed quickly, still high, and began my journey back, leaving them to their games, momentarily fulfilled and content.

We spent the day with Grant, a handsome stranger we’d met at the marina. We chatted with him a little telling him we wanted to rent a boat but they’d all been rented. He suggested we join him offering to take us out on his boat. It was a great day and we explored the area stopping at a few beaches along the way. Grant was charming and sexy, an older man who I found very attractive. We talked sharing stories about ourselves learning Grant lived in the city and was on vacation. He owned a cabin on the lake and spent a few weeks there each year.

He wasn’t shy and seemed to delight in flirting with me which didn’t bother James. James encouraged me to flirt with other men which I’d done a few times. I wasn’t interested in anything more refusing any opportunities for naughty sex with a stranger. Grant was sitting across from us letting the boat float in the middle of the lake. Grant looked over at James telling him he was lucky to have such a beautiful girlfriend. I blushed feeling slightly uncomfortable which amused James. He teased me reminding me how much he loved the attention I got from other men. Grant asked if we’d ever indulged in naughty sex with a stranger. I blushed even more since I was thinking about sex…with Grant!

I wondered what his cock looked like. Was it big? Fat? He was much older than we were but his body was still firm and muscular. His weathered skin deeply tanned but smooth. James encouraged me to share a dirty story with our new friend. I reached out for my beer gulping it down quickly. I set it down and wiped my mouth with the back of my hand while güngören escort both of them sat silently. A dirty story, huh.

I felt sexy and began talking as my pussy throbbed getting wetter and wetter. I usually felt sexier when I was drunk so I gulped another beer. I described the big cock I wanted and how much I wanted to suck it. It had to be big and fat! I told them how I wanted to feel it stretching my tight pussy wondering to myself if Grant had a big cock. He seemed to read my mind suddenly pulling his shorts down exposing his cock. It sprang up wobbling stiffly as he smiled proudly asking me if I thought he had a big cock. I squeezed my thighs tight making my pussy tingle unable to take my eyes off it. Big..it was huge.

I wanted him and he knew it. He teased me asking me to tell him I wanted him to fuck me. I did want to fuck him BADLY. I felt so naughty telling him I’d always been curious how it would feel. My tight pussy could hardly take James’ cock which wasn’t nearly as big as Grant’s. I told Grant I was willing to try but didn’t know if it would fit. He assured me he could MAKE it fit! He told me I should show him what a good cocksucker I was but when I walked over to him he shook his head ‘no’. He wanted to watch me suck James’ cock insisting I prove myself. I kneeled before James as he slid his shorts down and began licking and sucking his cock. He moaned and began thrusting his hips pushing his cock deep as I began to gag. Grant chuckled remarking that I’d be gagging even more soon.

I sucked faster sensing esenler escort he was getting close as his body began to tense up. I hated swallowing and pulled his cock out of my mouth. I wrapped one hand around his cock while I fondled his balls gently with the other one. I heard Grant’s voice as he asked me if I ‘spit’ or ‘swallowed’. I kept pumping turning to look at Grant as I decided to share our secret. I don’t like to swallow…but JAMES DOES! Grant seemed surprised but interested looking at James who was blushing deeply. James loved the taste and listened while I told Grant that he preferred to lick up his mess. James was getting close and I aimed his cock at my tits watching as thick streams splashed across my tits. He was twitching and jerking wildly while Grant expressed his excitement eager to watch him lick me.

Grant stood up pumping faster while James licked my tits swallowing and slurping eagerly. Grant moved closer and put his hand on James’ head forcing it to turn. Grant forced his cock roughly into my boyfriend’s willing mouth. I was mesmerized staring at the two of them. Grant bucked his hips faster and faster forcing himself deeper grunting and groaning with pleasure. James was able to swallow most of it but began gagging as Grant continued fucking his mouth. This sexy older man was obviously impressed and enjoying himself immensely. He had both hands on James’ head pushing with his hips as he pulled him forward holding him there. Grant was straining as he warned James to get ready for IT. He groaned as he began shooting sarıyer escort his load looking down at James who was swallowing desperately. Grant pulled his cock out letting it hang in his hand praising James for a job well done.

It was my turn now so I slid my hand between my legs letting my fingers roam through the wetness. Grant reached down and pulled my bikini bottom off examining it before holding it to his nose inhaling deeply. He told me he liked how I smelled and pulled my legs apart stopping to ask James if he objected. James was still licking his lips which looked swollen and puffy. Grant offered to suck his cock and James stood up offering himself to Grant who assured me I was next. Grant hesitated appearing awkwardly inexperienced but he gradually began to relax allowing himself to enjoy it. He didn’t look like the type of guy who liked to suck cock but neither did James.

I watched them as I finger fucked my pussy wriggling in anticipation. Grant turned to me gazing at my cunt which was dripping wet. He started licking my pussy expertly poking and probing his tongue around teasing me by stopping occasionally. I pleaded him to lick me as I began to anticipate his momentary pauses. This man knew how to lick a pussy and proceeded to explore my cunt even sliding it down to my ass. The intense sensation of him licking my asshole made me think of him licking James’ ass too.

The three of us were sprawled out on the seats exhausted. Grant promised he would fuck me but insisted he needed to rest awhile reminding us he was much older than us. James and I relaxed together fondling each other as we let our stud sleep peacefully. We fucked for awhile enjoying the intensity of what we’d just done. We’d resisted the temptation for so long but now agreed to give in to future indulgences. It was much more fun than either of us imagined.

To be continued…

My wife and I had dabbled in the swinging lifestyle a little bit some time ago, even hooking up with another couple for some swapping, nothing too outrageous. We definitely enjoyed watching porn, an emphasis on threesomes dominating our extensive collection of DVDs.

Enter my wife’s friend Kathryn. Although Ang and Kat would go out drinking a couple times a month, she was a friend of both of ours, and she and I occasionally had this running joke that if we got Ang drunk enough, something might happen. Kat wasn’t drop-dead gorgeous, but was hot enough for sure. Her demeanor and wit led me to believe that she was always about half-serious about getting a threeway going and I think Ang wanted to try it more than she would ever admit.

So finally one night the girls decided to include me in their drunken revelry, and we hit the local dive up the street. Ang was dressed conservatively as usual, a tight white sweater emphasizing her every shwervy curve. Kathryn’s white button-down was buttoned down nicely, and her black mini-skirt revealed just a little too much of her bare legs. They were long and well defined, and didn’t need stockings to be extremely sexy.

Over the course of the night, the three of us drank way too much, and headed onto the small dance floor at regular intervals to get our threeway groove on. Dancing behind my wife, I was sure to press my hardness up against her backside, a constant reminder that I was there and the groove thing was working. Kat would in turn back up against Ang, grinding her tight little ass against my wife’s crotch.

At the end of the night, it seemed I was the only one capable of driving, so I took the keys and loaded the ladies into the car. We were much closer to our house than Kat’s, and it only took a little convincing to persuade her to crash at our house, sleep it off and fatih escort I’d take her home in the morning.

Upon arriving at our place, Ang started upstairs to fetch a blanket and pillow for Kat to use while sleeping on the couch. “The couch is nice, but our bed is nicer,” she joked. “Jealous?” I took the opportunity and went for broke.

“Do you like porn?” I asked Kat abruptly.

“Oh hell yeah,” she slurred. “Whatcha got?”

I turned to my wife with raised eyebrows, looking for any kind of indication of what she thought about it.

“Come on up!” Ang blurted, giving me a sly grin. I caught Kat’s eye and, with a wink, we both knew it was on.

Once in the bedroom, I fumbled for my favorite DVD, the one with lots of threeways on it. By the time I got it started, I turned to see Ang already mostly undressed, her full round boobs out of her push-up bra, nipples erect and just begging to be sucked. Kat started to unzip her just-short-enough skirt, while Ang helped her along with unbuttoning her blouse. Kat had smaller tits, but they were round and perky. When she slipped out of her skirt to reveal that she was wearing no panties, Ang paused to take in her tight ass and immediately reached out and gave her a good spank, leaving a red handprint on Kat’s little round butt.

Kat had right away gone for Ang’s pleading nipples and, grabbing hold of one, flicked at it with her tongue. I jumped in on the other one, pinching the nipple between my tongue and my teeth, just like she likes it. She was startled at first, but quickly fell into the feeling of it, moaning softly as Kat and I loved her hot boobs.

Ang was soon undoing my jeans, and, dropping my pants, she grabbed my already throbbing cock and started stroking it. I pushed her down on her back onto our king-sized bed, where zeytinburnu escort she opened up her shaved pussy, swollen and juicy. Kat wasted no time going down on my wife, gently stroking her clit with her tongue and pushing a finger easily into her cunt. I straddled my wife’s chest, and she eagerly took my cock into her mouth and sucked it hard, pausing only to throw her head back and moan “Oh God” whenever Kat would hit the sweet spot between her thighs.

I wanted to see what was happening behind me, so I pulled my dick away from my wife’s mouth, sat her up and settled in behind her, my dick sliding up between her legs from underneath her, while Kat was still slurping away. Kat grabbed my cock and guided it into Ang’s slot. Ang slid down onto it and started to ride while Kat continued to suck her clit. It took about thirty seconds for my wife to launch into an insane orgasm, nearly screaming at the top of her lungs while clutching a handful of hair and pushing Kat’s face deeper into her pussy. When Ang settled back to Earth, Kat came up and started kissing her deeply, lovingly cradling my wife’s face in her hands.

Without warning, Kathryn gave Ang a good strong shove, causing her to tumble down onto the bed beside me.

“My turn,” she shouted, and she mounted me and began to grind her pussy against the base of my cock. Ang moved around behind her, straddled my legs and put her arms around Kat from behind, one hand stroking Kat’s clit and the other on her boob. Kat revealed a rare talent, lifting her other breast to her own mouth and licking her nipple while my wife kissed her on the back of the neck. With Ang wildly rubbing Kat’s clit and Kat riding my cock, she was soon coming for us, shrieking into a prolonged orgasm.

This was too much for me, and I shot my load of cum deep bağcılar escort into Kat’s pussy. “Give it to her,” my wife encouraged me, still caressing Kat’s entire petite body from behind.

“We’re not done,” purred Kathryn, climbing off of me. “Suck his dick now,” she commanded, “taste my pussy on his cock and get him up again!”

Ang eagerly complied, sucking on my weary dick with abandon. Soon it was fully hard again. Ang climbed up and slid my hard-on into her juicy little pussy and began riding it hard like a cowgirl who only had eight seconds. Kat swing her leg over me and settled her crotch down over my face, grinding her clit into my mouth while I lapped her up. Kat’s pussy was shaved as well, with only a small strip of hair pointing the way to the top of her clit. With both of them riding me hard, I was aware that they were kissing each other passionately, and they came together in each other’s embrace, one on my cock and the other on my face.

When they finally wound down, they both got off of me and my wife had a sly look for Kat.

“Watch this,” she said, reaching into the bedside drawer. She produced the pink, sticky lube she used to give me hand jobs, slathered me up with it and went to work.

Kat watched intently as Angela brought me to the edge of coming time and time again, only to back off her strokes to start me over again. Kathryn would alternate between kissing Ang while she expertly worked my cock with her hand, licking the tip of my cock, and curling up and kissing me between my desperate cries of torturous pleasure.

Finally Angela finished me off, and I spurted cum a couple feet into the air, most of it splattering back down on my stomach. Kat immediately began lapping it up off of me, while Ang slid up along my left side, kissing my neck as I struggled to catch my breath. Kat finished up by licking my dick dry before curling up behind Angela.

We all three collapsed into each other’s arms, with my wife in the middle. Before we drifted off to sleep, I whispered “I love you,” into my wife’s ear, and she grinned that sly grin again.

I can’t wait until morning.

I re-read his email to me, I am wet with lust at what is to transpire tonight: Dear Louise, thank-you for connecting with me to fulfill your fantasy. I would be delighted to be your lover for the night of Jan 31st. I would like you to know that I am totally turned on by your request. I have made all the arrangements for you and I want to let you know that I will pay complete attention to your needs and wants for the time that you will spend with me and my assistant. We will cater to your needs and will make this night one to remember forever.

I would love it if you could wear a simple revealing dress. High heels are a must as I find them such an elegant way for a woman to show off her legs. You can wear hose and garters and a thong or leave your legs naked and smooth for me. My favourite fabric is silk or satin so I leave it up to you which to choose.

Your partner should dress so as to compliment your outfit and your style and grace. We will be dressed formally and very provocatively so that we can turn you on as well. Please find attached a map to our country home. It is very private here and once past the automatic gate you can be assured that you will be our only visitors. My Cock and balls will be shaved and smooth for you, my lover Stephanie will be smooth and bald as well. Good-bye for now Louise and I am waiting with anticipation to enjoying your body and fulfilling your most inner desires. Erotically Yours; Bruce.

I was wet again as I finished the email, the night was tonight and I have just got back from my friends parlour. She waxed and shaved my pussy and my legs. They are both smooth and silky, my nails are long and luscious. I bought new jewellery and a revealing dress of red satin. It has a plunging neckline that reveals my tits. There is no back to this dress and shows the cleavage of my ass and a slit up the back to just below my crotch. It hides nothing. My nipples poke the fabric and my pussy can be seen through the slit in the back when I bend over to adjust the strap on my 5 inch heels.

I am finally ready to go. I have left my legs naked and oiled them to make them shine. I totter down the front stairs and my man is there with my long leather trench coat and wraps me in its warmth. He kisses my cheek and I can smell his expensive cologne as he whispers to me that this is going to be fantastic and that I look incredible.

The drive is long and I am soaking wet by the time we get to Bruce’s place, it is up a long winding driveway to a gorgeous old brick house. There is a covered front door and parking area and we pull mecidiyeköy escort up into the candle light entrance. Stephanie is waiting at the top of the stairs.

She is dressed in very expensive lingerie and a barely there robe that billows in the slight breeze. “Good evening Louise, give me your arm I will escort you in”. She takes my arm with her strong fingers and guides me up the staircase of rock and marble. Our heels click as we go. Once inside she takes my man’s coat and then mine and looks deeply into my eyes. “I know that this night will be incredible for you Louise, relax and enjoy all that we have planned for you”. I kiss her on the cheek and she hugs me knowing that I am very nervous. “Come and enjoy some cool champagne”.

We follow her loud heels down the long hall way to a large formal living room that is bathed in light from a fire, it smells of fresh flowers. The chairs and couches are all leather with satin pillows, the drapes are shiny and dropped casually from the ceiling to the floor were they pool and glimmer.

“Hello Louise, this is such a pleasure. You look incredible I love your choice of ensemble. Red is very much your color”, Bruce says as he hands me a long stemmed glass of bubbling champagne. I can feel my nipples harden as I watch him move towards me. He has on shiny black leather pants matched to a dark golden silk shirt, patten leather shoes and a smooth silk tie. I stammer a few words of thanks as my mouth dries up. He kisses me on the mouth as he tries to calm me down.

“Come and sit, enjoy the bubbly and the fire. It is going to be a long night”. He is so calm and self assured. Stephanie takes my man’s arm and directs him to a leather love seat opposite a large day bed made of wrought iron. She sits tight to him as they chat and sip champagne, he is very turned on as his erection is very visible to me.

Bruce slides his arm down my back as he walks me over to the fireplace. He bends to my ear and tells me just how much he likes my dress, my hose and my heels. I rub his cock with my manicured hand sliding it across his shiny pants. We sip champagne and talk, he stares deeply into my eyes. I feel like he knows what I am thinking. He touches my dress lightly and caresses me in the most loving way as we talk. I can feel eyes on me but I feel detached as well from the others in the room. He has me in a spell that I am falling into with all my desires.

I am calm now and a little light headed, Stephanie has refilled my glass a few times by now, and I am very wet. Bruce bayrampaşa escort escorts me to the day bed, sits me in the middle and stands opposite me holding my hands. He bends and takes my lips into his mouth and kisses me deeply in front of the other two. His finger fall onto my hard nipples and teases them as his tongue plays with mine. I feel them harden more under his tender touch; I love the satin brushing the horny tips as I move. I am so horny.

He pulls his cock from his pants and guides me to my knees. I swallow his long hard cock and stare out at Stephanie and my lover as they relax among the satin and leather watching me. I suck hard and stroke his big cock with my fist. I pull my dress aside and stroke my horny nipples as I work his strong thick cock up and down my wet mouth. “Now you must fuck me Bruce”. I am surprised by my demands. He obeys undressing and lying back onto the bed. He is holding out his cock for me.

I drop the dress to the floor and lower my naked body onto his ridged cock. I stare at Stephanie as I slide her mans cock into me. I hold her gaze as she sips her champagne and smiles back as his large head hits the bottom of my cunt. I fuck him hard as I squeeze my body around his swollen cock. Stephanie has opened her legs and pushed her long finger deep into her cunt and moans loudly as she fucks her pussy for me to enjoy. I fuck him with all my strength.

Bruce pulls from me and stands, “I want to admire your naked form Louise. Show me your gorgeous pussy”. He commands. I open my legs slowly as my slick pussy unfolds and hangs out for all to see. I hold his gaze and show him my eager body. My nipples explode against my touch as I stroke myself. I slide my hand down and fuck my cunt in front of the three of them. They are all smiles as I close my eyes and masturbate my cunt before them. I fall back onto the bed and spread my vagina open as my fingers caress my wet clit. “Oh yes, oh my Louise you look incredible” Stephanie says as she stands above me.

I open my mouth as she pushes her tongue into my mouth. Her long fingers find my horny nipples and play with them as I slide into orgasm. I cry out and close my eyes as my body convulses before my men. They all fall next to me to bring me back down from my erotic high. I am so horny now, Bruce falls to my pussy and kisses and licks me. I swing around and hold his cock in my fist as I nurse his swollen head in my wet mouth. I am on my back with my legs spread wide. Bruce is over me on his hands and knees and bends his mouth to my eager bahçelievler escort pussy as I suck his gorgeous cock. I stick to the leather as my skin glows in sweat as he brings me to another small orgasm with his tongue.

He pulls me to my knees and bends me down so that my hands grasp the edge of the day bed and he moves in behind me. Stephanie and my man watch as he fucks me from behind, thrusting his big cock into me deeply and then grinding it around deep in my pussy.

Stephanie is now sucking my mans cock. He stares at me lost to the erotic show in front of him. I cry out as Bruce slams my cunt hard “Oh fuck me hard, fuck my horny cunt”, I cry as my fingers pull at my erect clit. His smooth shaved balls crush against my wet slit as he plunges in and out of me. Stephanie fucks her soaked pussy as she takes my mans cock deep into her gorgeous mouth.

“Show these folks how you like to cum darling” Bruce says to me as he slides his cock through my ass cleavage and kisses me between the shoulder blades. He sits back and offers his hard cock to me I stand up and lower my horny pussy onto his erect member. I am open and exposed to my man and Stephanie, she smiles at me and pulls her tits out of her bra and plays with her long nipples.

I crush his cock into my flowing slit and cry into the night “UMM fuck Bruce, fuck me, oh fuck me”. He pounds away at my horny cunt and slides his strong finger to my expectant clit and massages my juices into the horny head of my clit. I push down harder looking for my g-spot. When I find it I can feel the head Bruce’s cock swell against it. I hold my cunt there as he pushes little thrusts against me. His fingers work their magic. I fall into multiple orgasms. I scream out as his fingers continue to pull at my clit. “fuck, fuck me, fuck me hard”, I scream.

“Take my cum darling he asks as his orgasm is finally here. I fall to my knees in front of him as he offers his incredible throbbing cock to me. I gently hold his cock and nurse his slippery cum to my mouth letting it fall onto my eager tits and body. He falls to his knees and takes my soaked face into his strong grip and kisses me deeply sharing our gorgeous orgasm with each other. “Louise you are an incredible lover”. I am so fulfilled and have had the most intense orgasm of my life.

Stephanie gently grasps my shoulder and stands me to her lips, she takes my slippery lips into her generous mouth. I stand riveted as she kisses my mouth sharing his slippery cum with me. Her fingers sink to the depth of my soaked pussy. I am wet and getting wetter as my man joins us, his cock is solid. I stroke his cock as Stephanie holds me and kisses my body while I play with my man. She sucks on my horny clit with her expert tongue licking the mingled cum from my soaked pussy.

Finally I cum on her mouth, she sucks my juices and takes me higher than any man ever has.

I am led into a room, clothed only with a robe that opens in the front. At first sight, I see the bed turned down with pillows arranged at the headboard and mysterious strips of fabric at all four corners of the bed. I anxiously await and lay down on the bed getting comfortable. He blindfolds me. And whispers in my ear that he has a surprise for me. I get all tingly feeling his warm breath against my ear. I move my head towards his lip and kiss along his jaw line. Finding his lips, pulling him into a deep sensual kiss. He grabs my hair by the nape of my neck, keeping me from kissing him…feeling his breath on my lips…I get even more aroused.

He moves away from me making me whimper. I can feel his hands move up my arms stretching them over my head. He quickly ties both of them with the soft fabric. I pull at them just a bit, feeling restrained and now fully aroused. I keep pressing my legs together as I feel the moistness seep from my body. I now feel his hands move down my legs and separating them slightly a bit, they too are now being restrained. His hands move back up my legs and I feel his finger press against my clit. The shock of pleasure makes me arch my back off the bed once again testing the restraints of my hands.

He leaves me once again to pull something from his magic bag. He turns back to me and grins and holds up a blindfold and slides it over my eyes. My pelvis involuntarily thrusts at the anticipation. I now lay on the bed, immobile and blindfolded, not knowing now what is to come. A fleeting moment of anxiety washes over me, şişli escort but quickly dissipates because I know that he wont let any harm come to me.

The room now fills with a soft, sensual music and I feel what I believe to be a feather caressing my hardening nipples. I now feel the warm lips and tongue of my lover caressing where the feather has passed. His lips move to the center of my chest and kiss down my tummy. My torso rolls from side to side, almost aching for his touch. I can feel his hands all over me now, teasing, getting closer to my clit but still not touching it. His hands caress my lips as my hips grind against his hand. I am desperately trying to spread my legs, but having difficulty at the restraint.

I feel him move off the bed and can feel the pressure on the mattress shift below my legs. His hands press my knees apart and I can feel his lips kissing up the inside of my leg. My breathing catches as he hits all the erogenous zones…then…I hear a knock at the door.

My heart stops. Laying here vulnerable and naked, wondering who could be at the door. I hear it open and can hear quiet whispering. I hear a zipper lower and what sounds like someone removing clothing. I ask my lover who has joined us, and with a soft kiss as a reply I am told to trust him completely. Knowing him like I do, this complete trust is given freely.

My lover returns to the juncture between my legs further exciting me closer and closer to the first of many promised orgasms. Only when I feel something soft and flaccid taksim escort running across my lips do I moan. I take the soft flesh in my mouth, feeling it harden as I lightly lick and suck. Not knowing whose hardening cock I’m now lovingly sucking on is increasing the rapid flow of juices accumulating between my legs.

My lover runs his tongue along my slit and when his tongue touches my clit, a spasm makes my back arch once again off the bed. And a loud moan escapes from my busy mouth. My legs are untied and I can feel his hands wrapping around my hips as his head is buried between my legs. His limber tongue begins to caress all the sensitive areas there. I can even feel him biting on my clit. He once again pulls away as I am about to reach that first mind wrenching orgasm…my breathing is now labored. I hear a slight rustling next to him…and feel something hard and warm against my waiting pussy. He glides it over my clit and lowers it making it wet with my juices. The tip of whatever slides in just a bit. My pelvis once again lifts off the bed, anxiously awaiting the full effect of this new toy.

Having a difficult time trying to concentrate on giving head to the cock in my mouth and trying to reach that first orgasm, I feel the cock slip from between my lips. And unfamiliar hands run across my chest. Pinching my nipples, now kissing my lips as well.

The increasing arousal is forthcoming quicker as I feel 4 hands loving on my body. There is a shift in position of my lover as he slides on top of me, his şirinevler escort magic wand dangling across my lips. However, I know feel the new toy sliding slowly in and out.

I now know the meaning of heaven, a hard cock in my mouth, and a limber tongue on my clit, and now a new toy thrusting in and out. Only to be further excited to feel a lubed finger gliding across my anus.

My hands are now released as I am made to promise not to remove the blindfold. I grab around my lovers ass and love on his magic wand the way he knows I can. My tongue bathes his balls in light wet caresses with my tongue. I can feel them tighten as I hear the moans coming from between my legs. His tongue is moving rapidly over my clit bringing me closer to orgasm, trying to hold out till his peaks as well.

I can hear another voice moaning, at the end of the bed. Hearing him stroke himself as he touches me, making it even harder to hold back. But Im at a point where there is no stopping now, my lips suck around my lovers cock, fondling him as I pump him in and out of my mouth, feeling his orgasm close. And one final thrust from the toy sends me over the edge as I yell out in the purest form of ecstasy.

The orgasm proceeds into the next one as my lover fills my mouth with his cum. My pussy is still being worked on bringing me to the multiples that I enjoy so much, he finally slows as I hear him moan to his own orgasm.

As we lay there all sated, I hear clothing being put back on and the door open and close. I am moved to the side of the bed and rolled to my side as I feel my lover nestle his head in the side of my neck, kissing it and whispering sweet words in my ear. He slides off my blindfold and kisses me deeply as we rest.

The mention of the second person was never brought up; it just shows as a smile on my face.