Ankles crossed, back reclining against the trunk of a huge elderly oak, Amos sat nursing his last beer. Eyes scanning out across the water, he was unaware of the small fishing boat trolling along the bank and the small flock of Mallards floating on the greenish-blue glass of the Millpond. Truth was he was psyching himself up for tonight. He knew to do what was planned he’d have to be damn near drunk. What she was asking was going to be really hard for him to do. All these weeks of practice, changing strategy, working up scripted dialogue had seemed exciting and wild. But going through with it was going to take all he had.

He’d been a ‘guy’ all his life. When you played sports getting naked in front of others on an almost daily basis was just a part of being a guy. High school and college baseball and football gang showers were easy to do. You just limped to the shower and got out of that damned nasty uniform as quickly as you could. Screw anyone looking. A guy played hard, got filthy and no one was keeping him out of the shower. Amos had been a wide receiver in his younger days so sweat was nothing new, but a couple of times he’d been hit so hard he’d pissed himself before his body lay still on the turf. Talk about wanting to get clean. Yeah, being buck ass naked with the guys was simply a part of life. But with girls he’d been different. It simply wasn’t the same.

He closed his eyes and willed himself to see the part he was to play tonight. He sighed. He knew with a couple drinks, as hard as it might be, he’d do what Miranda had asked. God, Miranda was a witch. She’d cast a spell on him as she’d led him to do things he’d never imagined he could do. It wasn’t so much that he was shy. The fact was he was simply a decent guy. Something about ‘women’ mystified and intrigued him. He’d always viewed them as delicate and fragile. And truth be known, he almost worshiped at the shrine of femininity. He had the utmost respect for females and Miranda had certainly showed him another side. Where most girls were a bit shy about their sexuality, every word Miranda said and every move she made implied a dare that you keep up with her. Without saying a word it was as if your balls were on the line. She had a look in her eyes, a tilt to her head, and a wiggle in her walk that screamed the question, ‘are you man enough for me’? Oh yeah, little darlin, he was definitely man enough. He just preferred they keep the sex play private.

He hated to admit it, but he was in love with her. How could he not be in love with someone who brought out the beast in him? And Miranda had been teaching him things about himself from just about their first date. Amos closed his eyes and followed Miranda, once again, up the winding path that led to tonight.

First Miranda had told him how big and strong he was and how she liked it when he stood up to her and took control. She’d grinned, those brown eyes sparking fire, as she’d told him how a ‘man’ wouldn’t let her get away with things. A man would take her over his lap, pull her panties down and spank her good. That was the first thing he’d done he had never even imagined he could do. It took him awhile to separate ‘hitting’ from ‘spanking’. Oh, and Miranda twisting and kicking over his thighs going wilder and wilder the harder he spanked made it easier and easier to do. The sight of her sex becoming more and more wet with every pop of his hand brought out ‘the beast’ in him too. It wasn’t long before Miranda presented him with a long oak oval headed hairbrush, then a wide leather belt and then wrapped in pretty paper and tied with a bows, a wooden and leather paddle.

The path twisted and he’d run after Miranda not wanting to be left behind. It was a fantasy. She’d met him at the airport a trench coat covering the sheer white lace bra and panties. She’d been naughty while he was away so of course the spanking couldn’t wait. He’d had her lift the coat and lay over the front passenger seat in the parking lot. Then he’d had her pull those panties to mid thigh. He’d spanked her long and hard as passers by glimpsed her writhing on the seat, high-heeled pumps kicking and pointed toes pushing at the concrete. He’d been too focused on her undulating bottom and small yelps to be too embarrassed by what was happening.

They’d covered some rough terrain as she’d led him to take control in parks and along the shore of the beach, once she’d even slipped beneath the tablecloth in a nice restaurant slipping him out of his pants and into her mouth before he knew what was happening. As exciting as all of it had been, Amos had been thinking lately that he honestly didn’t relish the thought of a police record for public indecency. Miranda had many small fantasies she’d brought to a boil in the cauldron of his mind and he’d followed along without much complaint happy to fulfill her lusts. He couldn’t fault Miranda; it was his own doing to be so easily led.

After tonight he’d have to do some serious thinking. He’d follow bahçelievler escort along this one last time. After all they had been planning it for weeks. Everything was arranged. It was a fairly elaborate fantasy. Amos thanked heaven it would be in the privacy of Miranda’s apartment and not on the courthouse square. The alcohol was on the counter in the kitchen, food was prepared and the choreography was fresh in their minds. Amos knew only one thing for sure as he gathered the bottle empties and headed to his car, good or bad, this would be a night he’d remember all of his life.

Miranda’s invitations had been hand written in calligraphy and hand delivered to very special people she had been grooming for weeks, just for tonight. She’d carefully brought up the subject of spanking at work in a timid, shy kind of way, little manipulator that she was. She spotted her allies quickly; three women a bit older than she who had somewhat similar desires. Of course their desires were milder, much tamer in comparison, but they’d suit her purpose. She was certain at least two would be curious enough or intrigued enough to see the fantasy through. Then there was the old beau that had wanted to date her so much he’d made a fool of himself for years. She’d never been attracted to him at all, but he’d made a nice companion for dinner and movies when she failed to make a better date. She thought of him as her ‘last minute puppy boy’ and she’d made it very clear to him that they were NOT dating. He too would do nicely for what she had in mind. And knowing the way he idolized and wanted her she was sure he’d stay to the very end.

It was very simple. Miranda had invited the select few to help make her fantasy come true. She had invited them to be a ‘part’ of her fantasy and she’d asked they go along with whatever happened, not to let anything concern them. All four had accepted her invitation and everything was ready.

They’d had a lovely dinner and had been playing cards for about an hour as Amos steadily poured drinks to ‘relax’ their guests and Miranda did her best to lose every hand to become more and more ‘moody’. The group seemed to be in good spirits, comfortable with each other. Miranda had asked everyone to let the night happen and not be put off by what might occur and she had explained that her fantasy wouldn’t be complete without their participation. They had all agreed. It was time for the fantasy to begin. Amos took a deep breath and winked giving Miranda the sign he thought it was time to begin. He quickly finished his drink and hopped up to make another.

“I don’t want you drinking so much, Amos”, Miranda whined, “this is ‘my’ party and you’re going to screw it up”.

“Miranda, you have guests, behave!” Amos responded malevolently.

Miranda smacked her cards down on the table and sneered at Amos, “Fuck you!”

Amos grinned. He took in the somewhat shocked looks on the faces of their guests and hoped they’d go along. “Miranda, one more word, girl and you’ll be sorry,” his voice came low, threatening.

Miranda lifted her hand sticking it right in his face, middle finger extended, “Fuck you!”

“Alright, you had to push, now go get the hairbrush and meet me in the living room, Miranda!” Amos instructed with a grimace.

Miranda stomped through the kitchen and down the hall. They had planned the best ‘view’ for their guests. The living room was sunken down 4 steps. From the dining table there was a clear view for every person at the table who sat looking down through a wrought iron fence and stairway to the big open living room. The sofa had been moved to the far corner and tilted a bit from the wall so that the arm faced the diners. Soon Miranda came pouting into the living room with the long oval hairbrush. A peek over his shoulder and Amos could see the guests were all riveted on the scene unfolding before them.

“All right, Miranda, take your panties off and hand them to me,” he instructed. He heard a sharp intake of breath from the dining room and wondered which lady was shocked by his instructions. When he heard worried mumbling he glanced to see that one of the ladies was standing and trying to work her way out from behind the table. He gentled his voice and spoke to her, “It’s okay, Lucille, this is all a part of Miranda’s fantasy. Please don’t be alarmed.” Lucille sat back down, but didn’t look at all happy about what was going on. Connie leaned over and nudged her whispering something he couldn’t hear. Lucille gave a short embarrassed giggle and blushed. (What Connie had whispered was, ‘come on, I know you have a couple porn videos, I’ve watched them with you. Don’t be such a hypocrite, here’s your chance to see some hot action right before your none too innocent eyes. You ain’t foolin me one bit lust queen!) Susan sat quietly but her eyes darted from Miranda to Connie and Lucille. He noticed that Hugh’s eyes were locked on Miranda istanbul escort and that he seemed to be oblivious to the goings on at his elbow.

Miranda hadn’t paid any attention to what was going on behind her. She’d slipped her hands up under her skirt and slowly lowered the sexy red lacy panties she’d chosen to wear tonight to her ankles and stepped out of them, handing them to Amos. As he took the panties he instructed Miranda to bend way over the arm of the sofa and to spread her legs wide. Everything got quiet behind him as he raised Miranda’s skirt up over her back, baring her bottom to all of them. He knew from their practice sessions it could be easily seen that her lips were open and shaved as smooth as a babies and he knew every one at the table was getting a classic shot of the lovely rose tinged gap. He stood well off to the side and began to spank with his hand. In the well-lighted room the handprints that sprang up bright pink were also easy to see. Their audience was very quiet as he pinked Miranda’s whole bottom.

As there’d been not a peep from the watchers, he asked Hugh to please count the next set of strokes. He could hear Hugh’s gulp all the way across the room before Hugh croaked a red-faced assent. With that Amos raised his arm and brought the hairbrush down with a resounding smaaaack! Behind him he heard a throaty, “one”. Arm raising higher with each pop to Miranda’s sweet, now reddening ass, he’d listen for the count, “fifteen”. Miranda began to kick, yelping each time the brush landed, “twenty”. On the twenty-fourth stroke Miranda growled, “Enough you Mother Fucking Cock Sucker,” kicking out at Amos as she tried to right herself and stand.

“Oh, no Miranda, I was going to make it twenty-five, but your nasty little mouth has made this just the beginning”, Amos told her as the brush came down harshly and he heard the croaking voice a short distance away pushing to whisper, “twenty-five”.

“Hugh, come down here, I need your help,” Amos barked as he leaned over holding tightly a still struggling loudly complaining Miranda. As Hugh walked into his peripheral vision the man’s hard erect phallus strained pushing out against his pants. Amos thought ‘good, exactly as I want you, ole boy’. Still leaning over the squirming Miranda, Amos directed, “As I have my hands full here, let’s get these clothes off Miranda, Hugh… how about getting that shirt off and then take off her bra.”

Hugh’s face turned crimson and the look he gave Miranda was priceless. His eyes sought Miranda’s with a plea for help. Miranda raised her head from the sofa just enough to give Hugh an almost imperceptible nod and Amos saw the ever so slight curling at the corners of her mouth as it stretched into a smile. Hugh was so caught up in reaching to slip the soft white top up Miranda’s torso Amos was sure he didn’t realize that Miranda was torturing him and enjoying his discomfort immensely. Miranda gave the appearance of a pout as Hugh reached to unhook her bra and slipped it free from beneath her. She sulked, “Traitor!” Soft murmurs came from the dining room.

Amos added, “Hey, Hugh as long as you are being a traitor,” he punctuated his words with a wink of conspiracy, “how about going to the bathroom and bringing back the things set out on the counter? There’s a slender brush, some KY jelly and a few other things… just grab them all.” Giggles came from behind him when he’d mentioned the KY jelly and it made him grin. ‘So far, so good’. Hugh was back in no time with the things set out for tonight. Amos wondered if that had registered with Hugh as he’d gathered them.

Hugh blushed even deeper as Miranda’s torso rose from the sofa so that she could look him in the eyes and stick out her tongue, giving him a glimpse of milky breasts, nipples puckered and erect. The lump in Hugh’s pants grew pressing and straining against his fly. Amos locked his eyes on Hugh’s fly as he instructed, “Hugh, that looks really uncomfortable. Unleash that animal, get those pants down and we’ll give sweet Miranda here a little lesson”. Amos’ eyes slid up to catch Hugh’s and he caught the quick flash of unbridled lust as it crossed Hugh’s face. Miranda certainly had Hugh pegged, she’d known he would go along with anything that was asked.

Miranda gave a quick full body burst of resistance that Amos quelled instantly with a hard smack to her twisting bottom. “Behave!” he barked.

“That was really uncalled for Miranda, now you know what’s going to happen. It’s real discipline time, sweetie and you ‘asked’ for it,” Amos declared assuming a much stronger posture with her. “It’s ‘split’ time, baby. You behave or it will be much worse.”

Amos wondered if anyone understood what was happening as Miranda instantly ceased struggling as he’d spoken. For all intents and purposes Miranda was the model of submission as she’d meekly stilled and softly answered, “yes, Sir”. If they knew this was all an act they gave no indication. bahçeşehir escort They all seemed locked in the scene before them, all realization that this was planned buried in their subconscious.

Hugh’s eyes just about popped out of his head as the request to pull out his raging hard-on registered but Miranda’s previous okay and slight smile had given him all the impetus he needed to comply. He reached to quickly unfasten belt and pants, pushing them apart and down slightly to expose a glorious erection bobbing slightly under the parted shirttail. Amos quickly calculated that ole Hugh’s pecker was at least nine inches in length, thick and meaty (all three ladies gasped behind him) as he further instructed, “lean over here, Hugh, I need your hands for a few minutes”. Hugh leaned over very aware his penis was sliding along Miranda’s cheek as Amos placed his hands on Miranda’s vulnerable hot ass, fingers dipping into the crack, “Good, now spread her for me, and keep her nice and tight and open.”

As soon as Hugh had Miranda’s buttocks stretched tight enough that her anus contracted and loosened trying to adjust, Amos ran oil-coated fingers along the length of the crevice from tailbone to clitoris. Miranda moaned as Hugh’s eyes drank in the sight, his hard cock twitching against Miranda’s face. It was hard to tell if the moan had come from fingers or cock, maybe both. Amos had to fight not to laugh as he saw Miranda’s trying hard to focus on the beast against her cheek, too close to really see and frustrating her no end because she could tell it was definitely worth a much closer inspection than position allowed.

Amos reached to pick up the slender brush from among the assortment brought from the bathroom and dropped in a pile on the lamp table to his side. Taking aim he began to spank Miranda’s crack. Hugh’s fingertips spread her even wider so as to keep from being clipped by an off track lash of the brush. Smack! Smack! Smack! Miranda’s anus tightened with each pop of the brush like some squinting eye. The pops brought the blood rushing to the surface of her skin and the deep rose of her slit began to deepen under his service. He knew that Hugh wasn’t aware that his head lowered degree by degree with every stroke of the slender wooden brush. Miranda began to squirm and moan as the strokes found the mark time after time. He watched her hands clench and relax, her torso undulating, her hips beginning to buck a bit making Hugh’s job more and more difficult.

Amos changed implements swapping the brush for a heavy wooden ruler flat on the underside with a soft V shaped topside. The topside couldn’t have fit Miranda’s open valley any better if they’d used her as a mold. Only a fraction wider than the brush the ruler landed differently, making a real impact. Miranda’s hips began to jerk, her pelvis grinding into the arm of the sofa as moans became deep groans. Hugh was no longer worried about his fingers; he was too engrossed in watching every pop of the ruler and being swept up in Miranda’s undulating dance with her new partner. The fluid that had seeped accumulating steadily through the spanking became a stream pooling in her lips. Amos gave her another couple of cracks in her crack then quickly switched off the ruler for the thick flesh colored dildo on the table. Expertly he twirled the rubber head in her fluids then slipped it into her oozing sweet hole. He noticed Hugh’s pelvic rhythm mimicking the slow deep strokes of the dildo in his hand. Miranda began to whimper as her body sucked to hold the dildo deep. Her tight hole contracted winking as the dildo slid in and out of her very wet vagina.

Just as Miranda began to pant and gasp, her body sending the telling signs that she was coming close to slipping over the edge, Amos stopped. He looked at Hugh and smiled. Handing the bottle of lotion to him, he asked if Hugh would do the honors while he made himself a drink and took a short break. As he began to step away he instructed Miranda to hold position until he returned. Her mumbled pouty, “yes, Sir” came meek and breathy as Hugh’s fingers began to work the lotion gently up and down her split taking time to explore all of the places he’d only imagined for years. As Amos walked to toward the dining room he heard Miranda begin to moan. It wasn’t easy to allow someone else to touch what he considered ‘his’, but he knew a part of Miranda’s fantasy was to tease and torment Hugh a little and he’d agreed. Besides he had to prepare for the final part. And ‘it’ would take some effort.

“Ladies,” he nodded as he passed the table and walked to the adjoining kitchenette, “would you please join Hugh in the living room. I’m going to need your help for the next round of Miranda’s discipline”. He looked over his shoulder and mouthed, “her fantasy” and winked making them conspirators too. Each sat back thinking, a blush rising to her face. Lucille sighed deeply crossing her arms. But Claire hopped up sliding her chair back and with a daring look tossed over her shoulder at the other two, made her way to the living room. It only took a few seconds for Susan to rise and with an ‘I’m not gonna be left out look’ at Lucille to make her way from behind the table and down the stairs. “Come on Lucille, let’s join the party”. Lucille shrugged giving in and followed.

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Note: If you haven’t already, read My Neighbor Megan, which is the prequel to this story.

Megan and I had been screwing each other for several weeks while still being discreet so as not to initiate any neighborhood gossip. We didn’t hide the fact that we were friendly but, since we weren’t really any more than friends with benefits, we figured we’d just keep our private life private. I was perfectly content with our arrangement and it didn’t seem like either of us was looking for anything more out of our relationship. When Megan introduced her coworker, Shelly, into the mix, I got an even better sense that her feelings for me were not of a possessive nature.

Shelly sometimes rode the same train that we did, both in the morning and after work, so she and Megan would chat, though I didn’t think she was aware that Megan and I knew each other. This became much more apparent based on a conversation she and Megan had one morning. Megan and I had been sitting across from each other when Shelly boarded, so she’d sat next to Megan, who didn’t acknowledge that we were acquainted. As they were walking to their office after getting off the train, Shelly made a comment about me and Megan never let on that she was talking about someone that Megan was intimately familiar with.

“That guy sitting across from us,” Shelly said, “every time I sit next to him, I just want to swing my leg over and straddle him. Stick my tongue in his mouth.”

“He lives in my neighborhood,” Megan revealed, “He walks by my house every day.”

“How do you not just drag him into your bedroom and fuck his brains out?” Shelly asked.

“Well, I never really thought about it,” Megan lied.

“You should start,” Shelly replied.

“Or maybe you should just come over and I’ll let you borrow my bedroom,” Megan suggested.

“Don’t tempt me,” Shelly responded, “I just might.”

That was as far as the conversation had gone but, as Megan shared it with me later, she confessed that she had been thinking about it. Not about dragging me into her bedroom, but about encouraging Shelly to jump me, if it was all right with me. My first reaction was surprise that Shelly felt that way about me because she had never given even the slightest indication of any interest. The idea of getting the chance to fuck her, though, was absolutely appealing. She was auburn-haired and, like Megan, had just the right amount of curves. In fact, their figures were quite similar, though Megan was just a bit taller.

“I’d be up for it,” I told her, “literally.”

As we continued to discuss how exactly to make it happen, I wasn’t sure if Megan was just planning for Shelly to fuck me and potentially watching or if she would be joining us. I didn’t really have a preference, though, because each scenario was equally appealing to me. We decided that the best thing to do would be for Megan to conspire with Shelly to seduce me without ever revealing the true nature of our relationship. We agreed that the best way to go about it would be for Megan to invite Shelly over, for them to be on her porch drinking cocktails as I walked by, perfectly timed, of course. They would invite me to join them and Megan would get us all into the house then leave Shelly and me alone together so that she could seduce me. With all of it planned out, Megan just worked through the plan with Shelly while making it seem like Shelly was coming up with a lot of it on her own.

When the big day finally arrived, they planned to leave work earlier than usual so that they could be out on the porch by the time I walked by. Megan had let Shelly know that we were at least on a first name basis so it wouldn’t be a surprise when she called me over. I didn’t pretend not to notice them and was giving them a wave when Megan suggested that I join them. We made small talk on the porch for a minute or two before Megan offered me a drink. When I accepted, she suggested we all head inside so they could also top off their drinks.

“Let me just hit the bathroom real quick,” Megan said, once we were in her kitchen.

“You know,” Shelly started, once we’d heard the bathroom door close, “there’s something I’ve wanted to do for a long time.”

“Oh yeah,” I replied, “and what’s that?”

She stepped right up to me so that her body was pressed against mine, threw her arms around my neck and pressed her lips against mine. My hands went right to her nice, round ass as I slipped my tongue into her mouth gaziosmanpaşa escort so I could pull her against my growing cock. I wondered if her nipples were hard and her pussy wet and knew that it was pretty certain that I’d be finding out momentarily. After making out passionately for a few minutes, I kissed my way down to her neck.

“You know,” I said between kisses, taking her initial tone, “there’s something I want to do.”

“Oh yeah,” she replied, “and what’s that?”

“I’d like to lift up your skirt,” I told her, “slide your panties off and eat your pussy.”

“Oh, God,” she moaned, “I want that, too.”

I led her over to Megan’s couch then knelt before her and raised the hem of her skirt. I had her hold it as I caressed the front of her panties with my fingertips before taking the sides of them and starting to slowly slide them down. Her panties were very sexy, which didn’t surprise me since I assumed she’d dressed to impress, and her brown bush (which didn’t match her otherwise auburn hair) was nicely groomed. I ran my hands over the smooth flesh of her ass before taking her panties all the way down so that she could step out of them. I then had her sit on the couch and spread her legs for me as I kissed my way along her smooth inner thighs, from her knees all the way to her pussy. I gave her pussy another once over before running my tongue up her slit and tasting the juices that were accumulating there while causing her to moan. Her hands went right to my head, holding me in place, as though I’d really want to go somewhere else.

I slurped up her juices while she humped against my face then slipped a finger into her hot, wet pussy, pumping it in and out a few times before starting to lick her clit. She was moaning loud enough that, if Megan hadn’t been aware of what was going to happen in her absence, she’d have easily figured it out. I wasn’t sure what Megan had decided to do, but it wouldn’t have surprised me if she was watching from the shadows with her hand inside her panties. Shelly’s pussy was so wet and hot that I was glad it was pretty much a sure thing that I’d be fucking her momentarily. I wasn’t expecting it to take much to make her cum then, depending on whether Megan showed up, I was planning to fuck her right there on the couch, after getting her fully naked, of course.

Since she was responding well to how I was eating her pussy, I didn’t vary much in my technique. I just kept focused on providing her with a high level of pleasure, in part to improve my chances of finding myself in this position again. I was obviously happy for the opportunity to fuck Megan, and eat her pussy, on a regular basis but, if she was okay with me also fucking her coworker, I wasn’t going to blow an opportunity like that. The longer I ate her, the wetter and more engorged her pussy was becoming. She also seemed to be tensing up more and not humping her pussy against my face as much. She was pulling my head toward her pussy the more she was tensing up, but not so much that I couldn’t continue licking and sucking her clit or pumping my finger in and out of her.

Finally, at a point where she’d gone almost completely rigid, arched up off the couch and everything, she suddenly went limp and her body started to shake. Her pussy was flooded with even more of her slippery secretions and I knew that it was going to feel absolutely outrageous to slip my cock into her. Her orgasm appeared to be very intense and I continued eating her pussy as she rode it out, only raising my head once she’d gone still and had let out a long, content-sounding sigh. I sat back on my heels and admired her trim bush and pussy as she was recovering. When she finally sat up, she took my face in her hands and kissed me hard as I caressed her tits through her blouse. We were making out passionately as I started pulling her blouse up and, when I got it up above her tits, we parted so I could pull it up over her head. As I tossed it aside, I admired the sexy bra that matched the panties she’d been wearing that now lay somewhere nearby.

I caressed her tits, feeling her hard nipples through the bra before reaching behind her to unfasten it. My eyes were on her tits as they were revealed. They were about the same size as Megan’s but her areolas and nipples were bigger. After tossing her bra aside, I caressed the soft, smooth flesh of her tits briefly before lowering my head to lick and suck her hard nipples. She sucked in her breath then let out a moan while running her fingers through my hair. When my hands slipped down to her waist, I realized that she was naked except for her skirt, so I reached behind her to unfasten it. Rather than just having her raise her ass off the couch so that I could slip it off, I raised my head from her tits and asked her to stand up. When she did, her skirt fell to her ankles and she stood over me completely naked.

I reached around to caress her ass while leaning in to kiss her hips and abdomen before standing myself. We kissed again while I caressed her tits and she started working my polo shirt up. We parted so she could raise it over my head escort istanbul and I felt another pair of hands on my abs and chest which I knew could not be Shelly’s.

“Did you check to see how hard his cock is, Shelly?” Megan asked from behind me.

Shelly reached down to caress the bulge in my slacks then reached for my belt.

“Let’s get him into the bedroom first,” Megan suggested.

Megan took my arm and started leading me toward her bedroom, so I reached for Shelly’s hand and pulled her along with us. I couldn’t take my eyes off of her and was watching her titties bouncing as she walked, probably with a goofy smile on my face. Once we were in the bedroom, Shelly reached for my belt again and this time Megan let her go ahead and get it unbuckled. She sat on the edge of the bed, still fully dressed, and watched as Shelly got my slacks open and let them drop to my ankles. Shelly caressed the bulging front of my briefs before starting to take them down, as well. She pumped my throbbing cock in her fist as my briefs hit my ankles and I stepped out of them.

“I assume you’ll be joining us and not just watching,” I said to Megan, “so you’d better get undressed, as well.”

I kind of felt like I was giving her the short shrift by not volunteering to undress her, but we’d undressed each other plenty and she didn’t seem put off by it. We both knew that this was more about Shelly, so I just crawled onto the bed and lay on my back, then watched Shelly’s tits swinging as she crawled on after me and straddled my hips. My attention was fully on her, and my hands fully on her tits, as she guided my throbbing tool to her pussy and lowered herself onto it. We both moaned and she began to slowly ride me. I tore my gaze away and looked over at Megan whose attention was on Shelly moving up and down on my cock.

“Megan, I can’t lick your pussy if you don’t take off your panties,” I finally said.

“Oh, God, Megan,” Shelly moaned, “You don’t want to miss out on having him eat your pussy. It’s mindblowing.”

As Shelly continued riding me, we both watched as Megan raised her blouse over her head, tossed it aside, then slipped out of her skirt. She’d also worn a matching bra and panty set, which I barely got to admire before she was also slipping them off as well. I’d seen her naked many times by this point but it wasn’t something I ever expected to get tired of so my attention remained on her as she climbed up onto the bed. She straddled my head with her back to Shelly and my hands went from Shelly’s tits to Megan’s ass. I quickly had my tongue out and was lapping at her dripping pussy. Megan moaned and grasped the headboard as a shiver passed through her. Looking up, I could see her tits swinging overhead, her hard nipples begging to be sucked.

I brought one hand down and slipped a finger up into Megan’s pussy, finding it incredibly hot and slippery. Between the anticipation and, presumably, watching me going down on Shelly, it was readily apparent that Megan was extremely worked up. I hadn’t known her that long but had experienced enough of her orgasms to know that she was already pretty close when I slipped that finger into her and started to slide it in and out. I was perfectly okay with her cumming quickly and figure that, if Shelly wasn’t there yet, I’d just keep slurping at her pussy until they were ready to make a change. Of course Shelly’s pussy was feeling incredible as she was humping my cock harder and faster the longer she rode me. Obviously I didn’t know her well enough to judge how close she was to cumming but, based on my sexual experiences in general, I got a good sense that she was well on her way to another orgasm; I just wasn’t sure how close she was.

As we’d been planning this ménage a trois, I had never asked Megan whether she was bi or whether she anticipated anything happening between her and Shelly; I just figured I’d find out soon enough. Of course, I’d been hopeful that I’d have the opportunity to see the two of them going at it up close and was certain that it would help with my recovery time after I’d cum. When I noticed Shelly’s hands reaching around to cup Megan’s breasts, I’m sure that I was smiling and I know that my cock grew even harder. I assume it was due to Shelly’s attention that Megan’s pussy suddenly seemed even wetter and more engorged. I kept up what I was doing, knowing that she was on the verge of cumming and, sure enough, it was just a few minutes later that she let out a cry and her body began to tremble.

I continued to lick and suck her clit while fingering her pussy and Shelly continued to ride me and fondle Megan’s tits as Megan was cumming. Once she’d apparently finished riding out a long and intense orgasm, she moved off of me so I slipped the finger that had been inside her pussy into my mouth while reaching up for Shelly’s bouncing tits with my free hand. Megan moved around behind Shelly, who had continued riding my cock without even so much as changing her pace. She brushed Shelly’s hair aside and started to kiss her neck while one hand went to the tit I wasn’t already fondling and the other went down to caress her clit. esenler escort Shelly started moaning even louder and humping my cock even harder while I relished the feeling of her pussy becoming even hotter and more slippery.

Not surprisingly, it wasn’t much longer before Shelly started to shake as her orgasm coursed through her. Megan and I never let up on our stimulation so her orgasm seemed to really go on and on. When she finally seemed to finish cumming, she about collapsed on top of me. I stopped pushing my cock up into her as I waited to see what was going to happen next. Megan certainly didn’t disappoint.

“Would you mind if I ate your pussy,” she asked Shelly.

“Of course not,” Shelly replied.

I assumed there would be some kind of repositioning so, as Shelly climbed off of me, I went ahead and got up onto my knees, as well. After they made out and felt each other up for a moment, Megan had Shelly sit up against the headboard then got on all-fours and lowered her face between Shelly’s thighs. I watched as she started to lap at Shelly’s pussy before I moved around behind her and ran my hands over her ass. As I guided my still rigid cock into Megan’s hot, slippery pussy, my attention went from Megan’s ass up to Shelly’s tits. She was caressing them with one hand while the other rested on the back of Megan’s head. I could still look around and see Megan eating Shelly’s pussy, though her hair blocked my view a little, but I focused instead on the pleasure of sliding my cock in and out of Megan’s pussy. I started out holding her hips but, once I got a good rhythm going, I slid my hands forward to cup her swinging titties.

Shelly had her eyes closed and a big smile on her face which put a smile on my face, too. I knew that, if she was having a good time and Megan was having a good time, the odds were favorable that this wouldn’t be a one-time-only occurrence. The night was just beginning and I was already thinking about the next time we might get together. Of course my mind wasn’t wandering so much that I was not appreciating what I was in the middle of experiencing. Megan’s pussy continued to feel even hotter and wetter the longer I fucked her and I could feel my own orgasm slowly beginning to build up within me.

It occurred to me that Megan’s clit was unattended and unstimulated, so I slipped one hand down from her tit to stroke it as I continued to fuck her. The moan she let out into Shelly’s pussy let me know that the stimulation was appreciated. I could see that Shelly was humping her pussy toward Megan’s face and she was letting out louder and longer moans as Megan continued to devour her pussy. Since my face had also been buried in Shelly’s pussy, I knew exactly how enjoyable it was and was already looking forward to an opportunity to taste her again. I could feel Megan’s pussy becoming more slippery and more engorged around my thrusting tool so I was certain that Shelly’s pussy was becoming likewise as she also approached another orgasm. My suspicions were confirmed moments later when Shelly let out a cry and started to visibly shake.

Megan didn’t raise her head, continuing to eat Shelly’s pussy while Shelly was cumming, which may have been why Shelly came so long and so hard. When she finally let out a long, ragged sigh, Megan raised her head and started pushing back harder against my thrusting. I straightened up and took her by the hips again, noting that she slipped a hand down between her legs to replace mine on her clit. My hips were smacking against her ass, making it jiggle each time I thrust hard into her. There was no question that she was right on the verge of cumming again and that it wouldn’t be much longer before she was there. I just kept thrusting into her, savoring the pleasure that her hot, wet pussy was providing. Shelly had adjusted her position so that she could fondle Megan’s swinging tits as she got closer and closer to cumming. I don’t know if this was helping Megan along or not, but I’m sure it wasn’t hurting the pursuit.

With a solid shove backwards, Megan started to tremble so I just held onto her hips with my cock buried deep inside her. Shelly also appeared to go still as Megan rode out her orgasm and we exchanged a smile over her quaking body. When she finally went still and let out a sigh, I slipped out of her because, once again, I was sure that a change was in order. Megan straightened up onto her knees and Shelly got up on hers, as well.

“Time to suck some cock?” Shelly asked, looking at Megan.

“That sounds like a fine idea to me,” Megan replied, so they both turned to me.

I ended up lying down with my head propped up on some pillows so I could watch them while they knelt on either side of me. Their asses were aimed in my direction so I had a hand on each one, caressing the soft, smooth flesh. The two of them started out caressing my balls and pumping my cock before Shelly lowered her head and engulfed it in her hot mouth. I moaned as she bobbed her head up and down briefly before letting Megan have a turn. Even though my cock had been in Megan’s mouth a number of times, I didn’t savor the pleasure I was feeling any less. I was in Heaven having my cock passed back and forth between to lovely women, each with significant oral skills. It was no surprise that my orgasm continued to quickly build, though the two of them were skilled enough that they were able to draw out the pleasure I was experiencing considerably longer than I would have expected to be able to last.

I’ve recently discovered this site and thought it would be fun to give writing my own story a try. The following is a true story about an experience I had. My name Is Heather and I am currently 25 years old. What I’m about to write about happened about 3 years ago when I was 22 years old.

I had been dating Steve, my boyfriend at the time, for about 6 months. We had a pretty good relationship, no complaints in the sex department. For a 22 year old woman I had probably an average number of partners and really hadn’t done anything too crazy, except for maybe the guy that liked to tie me up a little bit, but that is a story for another time.

Anyway Steve and I were out on this particular weekday night having a good time. I do not recall the exact occasion, perhaps a Monday night football game. We were out pretty late and had been doing a considerable amount of drinking. I know I was very tipsy and I was pretty sure Steve was as well. We finally managed to make it out of the bar and into Steve’s car. On the way to Steve’s apartment my head started to spin a little so I laid my head down in Steve’s lap as he drove. Steve reached down and started to run his hand through my red hair, instantly I felt the bulge in his crotch stiffen beneath me. I smiled to myself, knowing I was going to get lucky when we got back to his place (I get so horny when I drink!).

We arrived at Steve’s apartment complex and made our way inside. I walked up the stairs to Steve’s apartment with Steve right behind me. Suddenly I felt a hard pinch as Steve reached under my short skirt and gave me a hard pinch on my ass.

“Hey!” I exclaimed, turning around with a smile on my face.

“Shh! You’ll wake up Brian,” said Steve.

Brian was Steve’s roommate and he had a pretty good point since it was probably about 2:30 in the morning on a weeknight. I thought it was a bit strange though that Steve said this about as loud as I yelled. We were both pretty drunk though so I didn’t give it another thought.

I went to the couch and took a seat, turning on the television. Steve went to the refrigerator and returned with 2 beers, which neither of us needed, but we quickly drank them down anyway. As Steve finished his beer, he again reminded me in a şirinevler escort rather loud voice to ‘keep it down’ due to the late hour.

Steve and I got comfy on the couch and we immediately started into some heavy petting. Steve reached over and started to run his fingers through my hair bending forward to brush his lips up against mine. I responded, being the lady that I am, by plunging my tongue deep into his mouth, kissing Steve passionately. Steve’s right hand came down from my hair, across my back and under my skirt onto my ass. He squeezed my tight ass firmly, pulling me closer towards him. I responded by climbing onto Steve’s lap and straddling him. I began to grind into Steve, our bodies only separated by the thin layer of my cotton panties and the fabric of Steve’s pants.

“Oh God Heather! You feel so fucking good!” said Steve as he slid his hands under my short skirt and grabbed my ass tightly. Meanwhile I closed my eyes and enjoyed myself, dry humping Steve. Steve reached up and undid the top few buttons of my blouse, reaching to grab my breast through my bra.

We continued like this for several minutes when I started to have a strange feeling. It was then that I realized that the hand on my breast was not Steve’s; he still had two hands on my ass. I stopped grinding and opened my eyes, slowly turning my head to see Steve’s roommate Brian standing next to me, his hand on my chest.

Now Brian is a nice guy and not unattractive, but very quiet. Actually he doesn’t seem to be around that much. Anyway, my head was suddenly spinning at this point. I had fantasized about something like this from time to time but never really thought it would happen in real life. I quickly looked back at Steve, having no idea at what his reaction might be. In fact he had almost no reaction, just looked deeply into my eyes. By this point, between the alcohol, the foreplay, and this sudden turn of events, I was as horny as I had ever been in my life. I decided to let myself go.

I felt Steve’s hands on my waist as he forced me up to my feet and turned me around facing Brian. I heard Steve behind me removing his clothes, then felt his hands on my skirt, sliding it down my hips escort istanbul and legs and doing the same with my blue cotton panties. At the same time, Brian quickly undid my blouse and unstrapped my bra, releasing my 34C breasts. Steve’s hands ran up my bare ass to my hips, pulling me down on him. I sat back on Steve, still on the couch, his hard cock nestling between my ass cheeks into the small of my back.

“You are so fucking sexy Heather” Steve whispered in my ear as his arm wrapped around my waist.

Brian leaned forward; reaching for a breast with his right hand while his mouth went to my other. He alternated licking my nipple and engulfing my breast in his mouth while caressing my other breast with his free hand. Steve has moved his hand down to my clit, rubbing it slowly as he leaned forwards and tongued my ear.

“Oh my God!” I whimpered.

Steve took this as his cue as he lifted me slightly, then pulled me down violently and impaled me on his hard dick.

“Oh Shit Yes!” I screamed.

Steve kept hi s cock deep inside me for a moment, and then started to thrust into me ever so slowly and gently. I regained my self slightly as saw Brian’s waist inches from my face. I reached up and helped him slide his pants down as his 7-inch cock sprung out at attention. I grabbed it and started stroking it, then popped his cock into my mouth. Steve now began lifting me harder and pumping his cock into me like a piston. He reached around and began fingering my clit, bringing me to the brink. As my orgasm approached, I greedily sucked down Brian’s cock. Brian’s breath started to quicken and as he pumped his cock into my mouth, he pushed himself back from me and groaned loudly, cum shooting from his rod up into the air, landing on his belly. This sight drove me over the edge and as Steve continued to slam his hips into me, I arched my back and began to scream and orgasm.

“God yes Steve! Give it to me you fucking son of a bitch!” or something to that effect. I was pretty crazed at that point.

I slumped forward and tried to regain my breath. Meanwhile Steve scooped me up and helped me to the center of the living room floor. Steve had as yet to come (he becomes quite the stud when ataköy escort he is drinking) and he knelt down beside me as I was on all fours.

“You gonna lick my cock like a good girl Heather?” Steve said as he rubbed his still rock hard shaft against my cheek.

I merely grunted and grabbed it in my hand as Steve lay down on his back in front of me. I began running my tongue over his cock head, then up and down the sides of his cock, tasting myself on him. I worked my way down to the base of his cock, then ran my tongue across his balls as I continued to pump his slick shaft in my hand.

“Yes Heather, you know how I like it. Suck my balls baby!”

Meanwhile Brian was still behind me. I wondered if he was planning to fuck me. I wasn’t sure how Steve would feel about that and plus he had just cum so maybe he wouldn’t be able to. My question was soon answered as I felt Brian moving my legs apart, then sliding his head between my knees. I continued to suck on Steve’s balls, my hand gliding up and down on his still hard cock. Brian meanwhile was sloppily licking my pussy, plunging his tongue into my slit. Again I approached orgasm and as Brian started to lick my clit I ground my hips into his mouth, giving him some positive feedback.

“Yes that’s it baby! Right there! Don’t Stop!”

Brian grabbed my ass tightly, attacking my clit with his tongue. I began cumming hard. Pushing my face down into the ground, moaning, crying.

Steve’s voice was now behind me, “Come on baby, we are almost there. Just a little more Heather.”

I straightened up on my hands and knees as I felt Steve rubbing his penis up and down my dripping pussy. He pushed his dick in me, slowly, all the way. Then slowly he came all the way back out. He did this again, and again, and again. Finally taking me harder, reaching down and grabbing my tits. Brian was now in front of me, his dick hard again. I quickly took him in my mouth, sucking hard. He groaned almost instantly and tried to push my head away. As he did I kept stroking him with my hand and cum started to run from his cock as he yelled out.

Steve was now crashing into me. Breathing harder.

“Come on God Dammit give it to me! Cum for me you mother fucker!” I screeched.

Steve started to moan “Oh Shit, Oh Fuck, Oh Yes. Oh, Oh, Oh. Oh God Yeah Heather!”

I felt him shoot deep inside me, cum spilling out my pussy. I practically collapsed there on the floor, absolutely exhausted.

Brian was gone at this point. Steve and I slept there on the floor that night, naked and spent.

Cucked Son: Bully Takes Mom and….

Note 1: Mom submits to black bully in front of her son and much more….

Note 2: This is a 2024 April Fool’s Day story for the plethora of twists and turns that exist in the story. As such be warned this story has a little bit of everything: cuckolding, interracial, voyeurism, anal, cream pie eating, cross dressing, gay oral, anal fingering, facials, a threesome, and incest.

Thanks to Sams Island for editing this twisted tale.

Cucked Son: BULLY TAKES MOM AND….

“Will you please tutor Treydell?” Mrs. Marshall asked.

“I’d rather not,” I said, Treydell having bullied me my whole high school life.

“Please,” she said, “if he doesn’t pass the test, he likely won’t be allowed to play in the home opener next weekend.”

“Fine,” I sighed, not that I gave a flying fuck about Treydell or the football team. I just had a secret crush on Mrs. Marshall and would do almost anything for her. I sensed she knew that.

“You are so sweet,” she said, as she actually leaned forward to give me a generous look at her ample cleavage… she definitely knew!

And that is how the star quarterback ended up at my house on a Sunday in August, just two weeks into the school year. I mean, seriously, how does someone need tutoring two weeks into the school year?

“Nice spread,” he said, as he walked in.

“Thanks,” I said, that being easily the nicest thing he had ever said to me. My dad died a few years ago, but the insurance company paid out quite generously and we got to keep the house, all paid off. A house in a gated community as we were quite wealthy… my dad was a stockbroker when he was alive and he did very well.

“Yeah, give me a tour,” he said.

“Sure,” I said, figuring, why not?

I gave him a tour including the back yard which has a pool. “Shit, you’re living lavish.”

“Yeah, well,” I shrugged, unsure what to say to that… although I was enjoying the fact he was clearly impressed with my digs.

“Never thought a nerd like you had it so proper,” he said, as he took his shirt off.

“What are you doing?” I asked.

“Going for a dip,” he said. “It’s fucking scorching out here.”

“We need to get to studying,” I said, as he began to take his shorts off.

“Later, dude,” he said. “The water looks too fresh to not take a dip.”

“You don’t even have any trunks,” I pointed out.

“I’ll just stay in my underwear,” he said, before diving into the pool.

I sighed, then went to the edge of the pool, kicked off my sandals, and put my feet in. He wasn’t kidding about it being hot… if I wasn’t in shorts, I would dive in myself.

It wasn’t even two minutes later that my mom walked into the backyard, back from church, and asked, “Who is your friend?”

Treydell looked up at my mother and his eyes went wide… it was something I was used to from my friends… my mom is incredibly hot. “Hi, Mrs. Chance,” he said, as he walked out of the pool in his underwear, his dick outlined clearly in the pouch of some Calvin Klein hip briefs.

My mom’s eyes went even wider than Treydell’s as I sat there equally shocked as the ripped athlete walked toward her, the sharp contrast of the white briefs on his black skin making his package stand out even more. He took her hand directly in his and said, “It’s a pleasure to meet you.”

“You too,” Mom said, looking a little flustered.

“I’m Treydell,” he said, speaking with the smooth confidence he did to the ladies in school.

“The quarterback?” Mom asked.

“My reputation proceeds me,” he smiled, all charm.

“Perhaps a little,” she said, knowing that Treydell was my bully. She glanced to me with a perplexed look.

“I’m supposed to be tutoring him, but he wanted to take a dip in the pool first,” I explained.

“I see,” she said, Treydell’s hand still holding Mom’s. “Why don’t I go get you two some lemonade, it’s hot out here.”

“It sure is,” Treydell said, flirting with such obviousness.

“I’ll be back,” she said, and I couldn’t help but notice Mom glancing down at his crotch area before she turned and walked away.

When she was back in the house, Treydell asked, as he got back in the pool, “How did a fine-looking woman like that have you?”

“I don’t need to be insulted in my own home,” I said.

“Sorry,” he said. “Regardless, your mom is one hot fucking MILF.”

I knew this. Other friends had said so. My dick always said so. But hearing my bully say it pissed me off.

“I don’t want to hear it,” I said.

“What?” he asked with a shrug. “She is one hot piece of ass.”

“Enough,” I said sternly.

“Or what? What exactly will you do about it?” he asked, walking in the pool towards me.

“Just don’t talk about my mom,” I said.

“Look, I can’t help it that she wants some chocolate,” he said.

“What are you talking about?”

“You saw how she couldn’t take her eyes off me or my big black dick?” he said with confidence.

“She was surprised,” I defended.

“Yes, surprised by how big bursa escort my black dick is,” he said crudely.

“Yes, because everyone wants you, Treydell,” I said, shaking my head.

“You know it,” he said, missing the sarcasm completely.

“You really are a piece of work,” I said, as Mom came out with two glasses of lemonade and a couple of towels.

“Here you go, boys,” Mom said, walking to the pool.

“Watch,” Treydell whispered to me, before he again got out of the water, his now swelling dick clearly encased in his wet underwear and walked to Mom.

“Thank you so much, Mrs. Chance,” he said, as he took the glass.

Indeed, I saw Mom glance down at his crotch… it was embarrassingly obvious… yet, even I couldn’t help but stare at his dick which was huge and barely held in by his wet underwear. I mean, I am seven inches which I know is above average… but he was clearly longer and thicker than me.

“You’re welcome,” Mom said, trying to be polite, as I got up and came over to get the other glass and try to end this awkward situation.

“You’re very kind,” Treydell said. “And lovely too, if you don’t mind me saying.”

“Why, thank you,” she said, being drawn in by his charm.

“Thanks, Mom,” I said, “you can go back inside now and get out of this heat.”

“Yes, all right,” she said, glancing down quickly at Treydell’s package… again. “I’ll leave you two alone.”

“It really was a pleasure to meet you,” Treydell said, really turning on the charm, even not so subtly stressing the word pleasure.

“You as well,” Mom replied, again looking down at his big dick… now that I was close, I could see just how huge it actually was. I thought it might reach ten inches when freed from the Calvins. Fuck.

Mom again left and Treydell said, as he sipped his drink, his dick right in front of me, “I could so fuck your mom.”

“Fuck off,” I said.

“I’m serious,” he replied. “I could have her pretty lips wrapped around this black dick in a couple of minutes.”

“Yes, you’re completely irresistible,” I said.

“I know,” he responded, again ignoring, or likely missing the sarcasm.

“That was sarcasm,” I sighed.

“You thought it was,” he responded, as he grabbed a towel.

“Where are you going?” I asked.

“To go fuck your mom,” he said.

“What?” I gasped.

“Kidding,” he said. “I need to take a piss.”

“First door on your right down the hallway,” I explained.

“Sounds good,” he said.

He walked into the house and I sat with my feet back in the water thinking what an asshole he was.

I also couldn’t believe my mom kept looking at his crotch.

In all fairness, I understood it was hard not to… it was right there and so big… but still.

I sat there for three or four minutes and thought to myself he should be back by now. I got up, grabbed a towel, my mom hated anyone walking in with wet feet, dried off, and headed into the house.

Turning the corner into the kitchen I saw my mom on her knees sucking Treydell’s dick.

“Hey,” he said, as Mom sucked.

“What the fuck are you doing?” I asked shocked, even though it was obvious what they were doing.

“Honey, I can explain,” Mom said, as she backed away from his dick.

“First, keep sucking, Mrs. Chance,” he ordered, “we all know you want this dick.”

“I’m so sorry, honey, but I so need this,” Mom said, looking at me with guilty eyes before she took my bully’s dick in her mouth and resumed sucking… and sucking eagerly.

I couldn’t believe what I was seeing.

“That’s it, show your son how much you need my black dick,” he groaned, as his hand went to her head and he smirked at me.

“Mmmmmmmm,” Mom moaned, as she moved her right hand and began to stroke his dick while she sucked.

“Charles, your mom is a great cock sucker,” Treydell said, looking down at my mom going to town on his dick.

“Mom, stop,” I demanded.

She ignored me.

“Mom, this is the bully who has been picking on me for years,” I stressed, desperately wanting her to stop.

“Dude, as long as your mom becomes my personal fuck toy, I won’t pick on you at all,” he said.

“Oh, see honey, I am doing this for you,” Mom said all perky, taking her lips off his dick long enough to look at me to speak… a little saliva dangling down her chin.

“You’re kidding,” I said bewildered. “You were already sucking his dick before that so-called deal.”

“Look, son,” she said, “I haven’t had dick in two years.”

“That is an eternity,” Treydell chirped in.

“Shut the fuck up,” I said, threateningly… even though there was no way I could back it.

As she kept stroking his huge dick, she said, “I’m so sorry, but I just have to have this dick. It’s so black and big.”

She returned to it and licked the long shaft.

“Jesus,” I said, shaking my head, even as I felt my own dick harden as I watched. I had fantasized about my mom sucking my dick and losing my virginity to her… but I never imagined seeing her sucking another guy… especially bursa escort a bully.

“Suck my balls, my sexy MILF,” Treydell ordered.

Mom instantly obeyed, slithering her tongue down his shaft and to his balls.

“You see, Charles,” he said, “there are men and there are boys. I’m a man, you’re a boy.”

“Fuck off,” I said, fuming.

“I can’t,” he said, “your mom really needs my cock. Don’t you, slut?”

“Yes, I need it so bad,” Mom responded, not at all fazed at being called a slut, as she sucked on his balls and stroked his cock simultaneously.

“And you will do anything for this big black dick?” he asked, as he pulled back and slapped her in the face with his billy club.

“Yes, yes, I’ll do anything for your big black dick,” Mom said desperately, with a lust a lot more believable than most of the porn films I watched… it was in her eyes, in her tone, and in her actions.

“Mom, he’s treating you like a slut,” I stressed, in shock at how she was acting, as he backed up a little and she crawled to follow his dick.

“Do you want this cock, slut?” he asked, as he traced it around her lips.

“Yes, please,” she responded, ignoring me completely… acting as if her son wasn’t in the room watching her be a complete slut for my bully.

“You want to suck my dick in front of your son?” he asked.

“I don’t care if he watches or not,” Mom said, as she looked at me. “I just have to have this cock, Charles. You can watch or you can go to your room, but I’m sucking this dick until he shoots his load.”

“Mom!” I said.

“I can see your penis is hard watching,” she said, as she slid her fingers up and down and around his cock shaft while staring at the undeniable tent in my pants.

“You’re hard from watching your mom become my fuck toy?” Treydell laughed, as she took his cock back in her mouth. “That is sick.”

“I am not,” I protested, even though it was impossible to hide the lump in the semi-tight shorts I was wearing to beat the heat.

“Yeah,” he said with a laugh. “Sure.”

“Just leave,” I said.

“I can’t,” he said. “Right now, I’m tutoring your mother how to be a perfect slut for me.”

“Fuck you,” I said, seething.

“Son,” Mom said, taking his cock out of her mouth, but stroking it as she spoke to me, “look, I’m sorry about this, I really am. I know this is wrong.”

“Good, so stop,” I said.

“But I’m taking this dick in my mouth and pussy, and he is going to give your mom the fucking she has needed for years,” Mom continued.

“Mom–” I began.

She cut me off before I could say a word as she said, “You can either watch or you can go to your room until we’re done.”

“You want this dick in your Mommy pussy?” Treydell asked, as he again smirked at me.

“Oh yes, I want you to pound me hard until you unload in or on me,” Mom said hungrily, turning her attention back to me.

“Stand up and bend over the kitchen counter, slut,” Treydell ordered.

Mom barely glanced at me before she stood up, spun around, placed her hands on the top of the custom-made countertop, and bent over.

“You’re a hot looking woman,” Treydell said. “Don’t you think, Charles?”

“Fuck you,” I said, even as I stood there and allowed this to happen… seeing my mom position herself to get fucked actually undeniably hot… it was a fantasy I had imagined many times… but she wasn’t bending over for me.

“No,” he said, his never-ending smirk plastered across his face, as he lifted up mom’s summer dress and caressed her pantyhose-clad ass, “but I am going to fuck your mom.”

“Yes, please, fuck me with that big black dick,” Mom said, looking back at Treydell. “I need that dick in my pussy so fucking bad.”

“You want this black dick in your pretty white pussy?” he asked, as he continued to caress my mom’s ass.

“Yes, please, I need your black dick in me right fucking now,” Mom said with utter lust. “Just rip my pantyhose and slide that dick in my soaking wet pussy.”

“With your son right there?” Treydell asked.

“Yes, show my son how a man fucks a woman,” Mom said. “Show him his mother is a cock hungry slut for a big dick.”

“Mom,” I said, devastated by what I was witnessing.

“A big, black dick,” she corrected, looking right at me.

“Well, I can’t resist that pleading,” he said, as he ripped my mom’s pantyhose open at the crotch. “Although, good white sluts don’t wear panties.”

“I won’t next time you want to come and fuck me,” Mom said.

“Next time?” I asked flabbergasted.

“No white slut can ever stop after they have been blacked,” Treydell said, as he tugged her panties aside.

“Blacken me, stud, make me your white fuck toy,” Mom said urgently.

Treydell moved his dick between her lips and rubbed up and down.

“Yes, please, shove that big, fat dick in my wet, needy pussy,” Mom begged. “I haven’t had a dick in me in two years.”

“Let’s end that nasty dry spell,” Treydell said, as he slid his dick into my mom.

“Holy mother fucking escort bayan shit,” Mom nastily said, my eyes going wide at both the fact she now had my bully’s dick in her and hearing words I had never remotely heard uttered by her.

“So tight,” Treydell said, as he filled her up.

“Oh my God, so fucking big,” Mom said, using the Lord’s name in vain… yet one more thing I had never heard my mother do.

“I think she likes it, Charles,” he smirked, as he thrust deep in her.

“I fucking love it, Charles, your friend’s dick is so fucking amazing in Mommy’s pussy,” Mom said, looking at me.

“He is not my friend,” I reminded my mother.

“He is your friend now,” she said with a moan. “Fuck me, stud, fuck me hard.”

“Chill out, Charles,” Treydell said. “Like I said, I won’t bully you anymore as long as your mother is my cum bucket.”

“Oh yes, you can come and spew your load in or on me any time you want,” Mom offered. “Now please pound me with that big black dick.”

“Like this?” he asked, as he bucked his hips into my mother.

“Oh my God!” Mom screamed. “Yes, like that. Just like that.”

“I’m going to really fuck your mom good, Charles,” Treydell said, as he moved his hands to her hips and began to slowly fuck her.

“Yes, fuck Charles’s mom good,” my mom moaned.

“Tell me you want me to fuck your mom good,” Treydell said, as he stopped deep inside her.

“No fucking way,” I said. No way I was giving him any more satisfaction than he was already getting during this humiliating encounter… even if it was secretly hot as fuck… as I admired my mom’s legs in nylons, her body and her moans.

“No?” Treydell asked.

“No,” I repeated.

“Why did you stop fucking me?” Mom whined. “Fuck me.”

“Not until your son tells me to fuck you,” Treydell said, although he then gave her three quick strokes.

“Oooooh, Charles, tell him to fuck your Mommy,” Mom pleaded, looking at me.

“I can’t, Mom,” I said.

“Charles,” Mom said, looking into my eyes with utter desperation, “tell him. I need this son. I need this so bad.”

“Mom,” I said, feeling guilty for how desperate she looked.

“You can pull your penis out and jerk off watching Mommy get fucked,” she offered.

“Mom,” I said, even though my dick was indeed throbbing… for reasons I couldn’t explain.

“Pull it out, son,” she said. “Let Mommy see if you are hard.”

“Pull it out, Charles,” Treydell said, his smirk seemingly permanent, as he remained balls deep in my mom.

“Do it, Charles,” Mom said, “show Mommy your hard penis.”

“If you are not hard, I will pull out and leave,” Treydell said.

“Show Mommy right fucking now!” Mom demanded, startling me.

“Fuck it,” I said, as I pulled my shorts down and revealed my very hard seven-inch dick.

Mom seemed surprised when she saw my size… pleasantly surprised. “Now, honey, stroke that lovely penis as he fucks me.”

“Mom,” I began.

“Do it,” she ordered, her voice suddenly stern. “I know you are turned on seeing Mommy get used like this.”

I sheepishly moved my hand to my throbbing dick.

“Now tell Treydell to fuck your mother,” Mom ordered.

“Mom, please don’t make–.” I began.

“Do it right now, young man,” Mom demanded. “Tell him to fuck your mother, tell him to bang your mommy, tell him to drill your momma.”

“Fuck my mom,” I reluctantly said.

“You can’t do better than that?” he challenged.

“Fuck my mom with your big black dick,” I said, just deciding to go with it… defeated… ashamed… and yet horny. I stroked my dick as I spoke.

“You really want me to fuck your mom like a cheap slut?” he asked, as he gave her five hard, fast strokes.

“Oh yes, give it to me,” Mom screamed. “Make me your white slut.”

“Yes, give it to her,” I said. “Fuck my mom like she is some dirty slut for that huge black cock.” As soon as I said the words I regretted it.

“You think I have a big dick?” he asked, as he gave her five more hard back shots.

“Moooooore,” Mom moaned. “Baby, make him give it to me hard and fast.”

“Yes, you have a big dick,” I said, my mom’s moans and desperate pleading drawing me completely in. “Now, fuck the shit out of my mom.”

“In the ass?” Treydell asked, as he began fucking her steadily.

“Later, stud,” Mom moaned. “I am a three-hole fuck toy, but right now my pussy needs to be hammered.”

“You take it in the ass?” I asked… one shock compounding the next.

“I have,” she moaned, looking at me. “Your dad loved pounding my butt, but he was nowhere near as big as your friend here.”

“I’ll gape your asshole wide,” Treydell assured, as he began to really give it to her… the sounds of his body slamming into Mom’s were really loud and echoed through the kitchen.

“Oh yes, give me that big, black dick,” Mom moaned, as she closed her eyes and just enjoyed the deep hard fucking… seemingly obsessed with the fact it was black and big.

“You enjoying watching your mom get fucked?” he asked.

Unfortunately, I couldn’t deny it, yet I sure as hell didn’t want to admit it.

“You must have had hundreds of stroke fantasies about fucking this hot MILF,” he continued.

Again, he was right.

Again, I didn’t want to confirm his assumptions.

Suddenly, while my mom was in clear rapture, moaning loudly, he stopped.

You and I work together. We’re working on a new contract together and I look over at you and see you looking at my tits, which I can admit are looking super fucking hot today. You see that I caught you and you blush. I tell you I’ll be right back. I leave the room and come back a few minutes later with a big smile on my face. I tell you I want to take you home. Your cock is already hard but you say, “But I have a girlfriend”. I tell you to forget about her for one night, I’m going to give you the fucking of a lifetime.

That seems to be enough to convince you and we leave in your car. I start sucking your cock in the car and you just love it. We get to my place and we can’t take our clothes off fast enough. In between clothing removal, you’re fingering me, sucking my tits and I’m pulling on your hard cock. We finally get to the bedroom and put on a movie. This chick is being fucked from behind and eating another girl’s pussy. I immediately start to get even more horny than I was already. I start fingering myself on the bed and you start playing with your cock. I lay down on the bed with my mouth at your swollen cock, which has just a small amount of cum on the end. It tastes so good. You bring yourself around and put your face at my wet pussy. We start sucking each other so good. You’re fingering my pussy as you suck on my clit and I’m sucking maslak escort your cock and playing with your balls. You start moaning at how good I suck you off.

Suddenly there’s a knock at the front door. We ignore it. We hear high heels coming down the hallway towards our fuckfest. My door gets thrown open and it’s your girlfriend. She looks angry! We stop what we’re doing and you’re about to start explaining yourself when she throws open her jacket to show that she’s completely naked underneath except for a very nice strapon. I called her before we left to tell her that I was taking you home to fuck you and we had this all arranged. You laugh a few times before continue with my pussy. You start sucking on my clit and your girlfriend gets me to suck her dildo a few times before sliding it slowly into my pussy. I continue sucking on your swollen cock while you suck my clit and your girlfriend fucks me from behind. You step away and your girlfriend rolls on her back. She slowly takes the dildo out of my pussy and slides it into my small ass.

I’m lying on top of her with my legs wide open being fucked up my ass by your girlfriend. You start masturbating while you watch this then you come over slowly and throw your cock into my throbbing messy wet pussy. I’m being fucked in two holes right escort istanbul now and it feels unfuckingreal. Your balls are slapping on my pussy while you fuck me and I’m screaming with pleasure. Your girlfriend gets out from underneath me. She removes the dildo and places her pussy on my face. I start tongue fucking her and fingering her pussy. You start sucking on her tits while still fucking me so hard. She’s moaning so fucking loud! She’s about to cum. She cums in my mouth and i suck it all up. Your girlfriend’s pussy tastes so fucking good. You keep pumping your hot cock into my pussy and I’m screeeeaming, ‘FUCK ME! FUCK ME SO FUCKING HARD!” Your girlfriend starts fingering herself while watching you give me the fucking of my life.

You moan that you’re about to cum and you pull out and cum all over my tits. Your girlfriend lays me down, grabs the double ended dildo, slides one end into my hot pussy and the other end into hers and starts fucking me and sucking your cum off of my sticky tits. She finishes sucking my wet sticky tits and continues to fuck me. We’re fucking each other and moaning and screaming and you start getting hard again so you start to play with your used cock. I love watching you masturbate so I start fucking her harder because it turns me on so much. I suck your girlfriend’s tits meanwhile keeping cihangir escort an eye on you stroking your cock, which now has more cum on the end. You see me watching you so you kneel on the bed and slide your hot cock into my willing mouth. I suck you and lick your balls while still fucking your girlfriend. She starts sucking my tits again and moans that she’s going to cum again. She keeps pumping the dildo, which is super fucking wet. She cums all over it and it leaks down the dildo onto my pussy. She and I sit on the edge of the bed and you come over and suck my pussy then hers, going back and forth.

You decide you want more fucking so you grab your girlfriend off of the bed and put her on your cock while you’re standing. You open your legs wide and put her legs around you and you start pumping your cock into her. She’s moaning and screaming, fuck me harder! Harder! I go underneath the two of you and suck your balls while I fuck myself with the dildo. your balls are wet with your own cum, hers and mine. It tastes so fucking good. I fuck myself so hard with the dildo. I can’t fucking stand it anymore so I lay on the bed and watch the two of you go at it while I play with my tits and fuck myself with the dildo. The two of you are fucking so hard. You tell her to get on the bed on all fours. Then you tell me to lean over her. You then come over and throw your hot wet cock into her pussy. You ram it in and out a few times and then pull it out and ram my hot wet pussy. You go back and forth fucking us for about five minutes. You pull out and then start tongue fucking us back and forth. I start to cum and you suck my pussy until there’s no cum left…

After reading about so many other stories about mainly men with a tights fetish, I have decided to tell you all about my own tights fetish from the start. Some people say they can remember the exact date that their own fetish started but I can’t honestly remember when my attraction to nylon started.

As a typical young lad growing up, I started to get hold of old porn mags that were shared with a few mates. And even back then I always found the images of semi-nude women in stockings and so on a lot more of a turn on than fully nude women.
As I got a little older I started to find a few scratchy old VHS porn videos, and the videos with ladies in stockings and high heels, never failed to give me a raging hard on As a youngster I was lucky enough to look quite adult and grown up at an early age and I was also lucky enough to have a decent sized cock.

When I was about 18 years old. I used to go round a friend’s house regularly and his single mum was what we would now days call a MILF. She was a very beautiful woman and I always wondered why the husband had ever left her.
She was only at most five foot tall and she was very slim, with an incredible figure and lovely long flowing dark hair. Whenever I went round my mate’s house, she was usually in a sexy short skirt with her beautiful legs on show in stunning nylon and I guessed she worked in an office or something.

I could never keep my eyes of her sexy nylon clad legs and there were many times I struggled to hide my hard on from sight. And it didn’t help matters when she quite often gave my shoulders a rub as she said “you are a good looking lad” and whenever I left the house, she would insist on a cuddle and quick kiss on the face, before I left.

I don’t honestly know if she had ever noticed me gawping at her legs, but thinking back, I’m guessing she did, but she never mentioned it. And of course as I’m typing this out, I wonder if she ever realised that when I was at home in bed, I would be jerking my cock so hard thinking about her stunning sexy legs in those sexy tights.

But it was one early evening when I went round to see if my mate was home, just like I had done many times. I knocked the door as usual, and as usual his mum let me in the house. She told me to sit on the sofa while she made me a drink and I expected her to call my mate down from his bedroom.

She came back in and handed me a drink and then sat with me on the sofa. It was only then, that she told me that my mate was not there and wouldn’t be home until the next day. And already I couldn’t keep my eyes off her stunning legs in nylon as she sat with me cross legged in her pretty short skirt with a lot of nylon clad leg on show.

She said “you don’t mind sitting with me and keeping me company do you?” with a view like that and her being such a lovely friendly lady, it was impossible to say no and I said “Oh err of course I can keep you company”

As we chatted about any old rubbish she turned kind of twisted round a bit facing me and her short skirt pulled tighter and tighter as it rode up showing even more of her beautiful legs in tights. I can remember thinking to myself that I was going to pull my cock off as soon as I got back home.

I almost shit my pants when she kicked her shoes off and spun herself round resting her back on the arm of the sofa and put her legs on my lap and said “Oh give my feet a rub will you?” Her feet were tiny little things with painted toe nails under the nylon and my rock hard cock was already straining in my jeans.

I took her feet in my hands and gently started caress them and the feeling the sexy nylon against her feet was just incredible for me. She rested herself further back against the arm of the sofa as she said “Mmm, you’re good at that”

Her legs were closed and flat as I rubbed escort bursa one foot and ankle and then swapped to the other foot and ankle for a bit and then swapped back. I had an incredible view of her sexy legs but even though her skirt was short I couldn’t see up it.

I was rubbing her foot furthest away from me when she moved her other leg right up against my stomach as if she was moving it to get comfortable, so now the bottom of her calf was right on my rigid cock straining in my jeans as she said quietly “you don’t mind rubbing my feet do you?”

I kind of stuttered out “Err, no not at all” I could almost see her knickers up her skirt as she got herself comfortable and I’m sure she was moving her leg feeling my rigid cock against the back of her leg.

Again she quietly said “Mmm okay, you’re doing a perfect job” as she wiggled her back against the arm of the sofa getting herself slightly lower. But as she lowered her body, her knees lifted slightly so that her feet stayed in the same place.

Luckily her new position, just about lifted the back of her leg off my rigid cock straining in my jeans, and the other thing was that her short skirt rode up just that bit higher as she sank down and she made no attempt to pull it back down.

Her feet were still almost together, and as I took her foot nearest to me and gently stroked the back of her foot and the back of her ankle. My hand kept nudging her other ankle so she naturally moved her other foot a few inches away.

One of my hands stroked the bottom of her foot and toes as my other hand gently caressed the heel of her foot and the back of her ankle. I daringly slid my hand up to the bottom of her calf and then back to her foot and because she didn’t react or stop me, I did it again, and then again.

It was driving me wild feeling the sexy soft nylon against her firm leg. I took the risk and slid my hand up the back of her leg giving her calf a gentle stroke and squeeze, then back down to the back of her ankle and she still didn’t stop me or complain.

I was shocked when she closed her eyes and quietly said “mmm, that’s nice” and she arched her back as she slid herself down the sofa just another inch or so making her knees slightly higher and she still didn’t adjust her skirt as she settled again.
I couldn’t believe it as my hands slowly started to explore the whole of the bottom half of her leg, right up to the crease at the back of her knee, and I could gawp at her legs as much as I wanted now without her watching me.

Annoyingly her leg was just blocking my view up her skirt as I stroked her leg nearest to me, my left hand stroked the back of her leg as my right hand stroked from her toes, right up to her knee and then back again.

She kind of wiggled her arse again as she got herself comfortable as her leg nearest me got closer to my chest as she quietly said “mmm, this is nice” Her leg was now a bit too close to me, making it difficult for me to stroke her leg with my left hand, so I just left it on her calf near the back of her knee as I continued to stroke her leg with my other hand.

She straightened her leg furthest from me and I took the opportunity to very gently put pressure on her other leg, pulling it slightly closer to my chest, and now I could see her legs disappearing into the darkness under her skirt.

I noticed she was taking bigger breaths, making her tits lift and sink, exaggerated by her silky top, as my hand slid from her foot, to the inside of her leg as it slid up to the inside of her knee. With my other hand still resting on the inside of her leg at the back of her knee.

I took the chance to gently pull her knee towards my chest, until he knee came to rest on my chest. Fuck me, what a sight I could see now; I could see görükle escort her tiny black lacy knickers between her legs hidden under her tights as my hand caressed her leg.

It was driving me wild as for the first time my hand slipped past her knee onto the inside of her leg. My hand crept a little further up the inside of her leg and then I thought to myself “shit, pushed it too far” as she quietly said “that’s naughty, that is naughty” I didn’t say anything and my hand froze still just above her knee on the inside of her leg.

She didn’t move or try to stop me as I gently started to stroke her leg again with my fingers. My whole hand started to move again as I stroked her sexy nylon covered leg and I watched her lick her lips as she gave a very soft moan “mmm”
Her skirt was so high up that she must have known I could see up her skirt and she knew my hand was heading up her leg towards her pussy, as my hand moved in circular motions creeping ever closer up the inside of her leg.

I may have only been young and pretty inexperienced, but it was bloody obvious that she was turned on, as her breathing was even heavier. My hand was only inches away from her pussy and I was thinking to myself “Fuck, fuck, fuck, she is going to let me feel it”

I was so close, when suddenly she said “come and give me a cuddle” as she held one of her arms out inviting me towards her for a cuddle. It was the most awkward movement I have ever made as I leaned over, struggling to get into the gap at her side.

She held my neck as she pulled me down onto her body. I lay awkwardly on one of my own arms because I didn’t want to put my arm under her arse, even though it would have been a lot more comfortable if I did, but I managed to lay down as she held my neck so that my head was resting on her chest.

She wrapped her arms around my top half and started stroking my hair, with her fingers combing through it as I listened to her heartbeat thumping hard in her chest in one ear and I could hear her breathing becoming more and heavier in my other ear.

I as desperate to feel her sexy legs in nylon again so only after 30 seconds or so I moved my only free hand back down over her skirt and onto the top of her leg feeling the sexy nylon again. She breathed a few very long “Hhhhhhhhhhhh, Hhhhhhhhhhhhh” sounds as she held my head and shoulders against her really tight.

Then she squirmed her body again and then she bent her legs bringing her knees up higher and her skirt stretched under the tension as she slowly parted her legs, inviting my hand to explore.

My hand quickly explored the top of her legs and hip and then she moaned out “Mmmmmm” as my fingers curled over her pubic bone onto her hot pussy.
She moaned out “Mmmm, Mmmm” as we shuffled level with each other and she kissed my face and then lips as my fingers explored her already damp tights and very hot pussy. We turned facing each other more as my fingers explored her nylon covered pussy, as her hand rubbed my rock hard cock through my jeans.

I couldn’t believe what was happening as I felt her unbuttoning my jeans and zipper, shoving my jeans down and her hand gripping my cock. The next thing I know is that I was ripping a hole in her wet tights and my rigid cock was sinking into my friend’s mum’s very hot and wet pussy.

When we had finished and lay together having a cuddle, she kept saying “Oh my god, that shouldn’t of happened, that was so wrong, that shouldn’t of happened” and then she giggled “Oh god, it was so good though, I needed that, but it really shouldn’t of happened”

After that, things kind of returned to normal, but whenever I was round my friend’s house, his mum always used to give me a cheeky smile with a glint in her eye. A couple of months altıparmak escort passed by without another word about what had happened between us and I thought that was the end of that.

But one evening I was round my friend’s house when his mum said to my mate very clearly “Right, remember you are at your dads house this Friday night, All night, so don’t make any plans with your friends” then she repeated to him “remember, you are not here this Friday night okay?”

My mate casually said to her “yeah, yeah, okay, got it” And then she said to me “remind him that he is at his dads this Friday night will you?” My heart thumped in my chest as I replied “Okay this Friday night, I will remind him”

Had she really just hinted for me to go round on Friday night? I couldn’t think of anything else for the rest of the week, all I could think about was what might happen on Friday night? For the rest of the week I wanked myself off every night hoping I would get to feel her sexy legs in nylon again.

I was nervous as hell when it came to Friday night and I found myself knocking on the door. Was I going to look stupid if she reminded me he wasn’t home or was she going to welcome me in? The door opened and there she stood with a big beaming smile on her face.

My nervousness instantly vanished as I looked her up and down to see she was wearing a sexy silky loose fitting black top and no bra, with her nipples pressing against the silky material, a fairly short well above the knee skirt and a beautiful pair of tan tights as she quickly looked up and down the street as she said “clever boy, you came, come in, come in”

As soon as the door was closed, she wrapped her arms around me and kissed me so passionately as I squeezed her arse with one hand and the other felt her firm tits and erect nipple under her silky top. She took me by the hand as she said “let’s go upstairs” and she led the way to her bedroom.

As soon as we were in the bedroom we stood kissing again, then she unbuttoned her top and took it off, throwing it to the floor and then she pulled at my top, taking it off me. Her tits looked incredible, So firm and round with her erect nipples sticking out hard.

We kissed again as she tugged at my jeans, undoing them and pushing my jeans and pants down towards the floor, letting my cock spring free. We continued to kiss as she undid her skirt and it fell to the floor as she wiggled her way out of it.

Now we held each other close as we kissed, with my rigid cock pressing and dragging over her nylon covered stomach. Then she whispered “you like my tights don’t you?” and I answered “yes” then she whispered “do you want me to keep them on?” and again I answered “yes”

We fell on the bed kissing passionately and my hand soon found its way between her legs and I realised she wasn’t wearing any knickers, as i rubbed her already wet tights against her hot pussy. I knew then that this was not going to be an unplanned romp and awkward fuck on a sofa. She had planned everything, even down to the soft lighting in the bedroom.

It wasn’t a porn star fucking in every position, like the films. It was a very long, sexy, passionate fuck through a hole in her tights and my cock made her cum three times before I flooded her cunt with my young cum.

As we lay just gently cuddling and fondling each other she whispered “that was amazing, I have never been fucked for two hours solid before” and then she really boosted my confidence as she whispered “you are amazing, your cock is amazing, you are so much bigger than my ex husband”

It happened again after another month or so and once again I fucked that sexy woman in her tights for hours, we were like lovers, not just a filthy fuck. It happened like that for the next year, but eventually she started dating men of her own age and she did settle down with a guy, and they are still together to this day.

And of course, I moved on to girls more my own age, but it was going to take a lot to beat the fantastic times I had with her in her tights, and of course her son never did find out what we were up to behind his back.

Hope you enjoy this one, I was going to enter it in the holiday contest but decided not to. Like always, I like constructive criticism and if you e-mail me I try to respond quickly. Be warned the slash and burn comments will be deleted as soon as I see them. Sorry about the mistakes I’m still trying to find an editor.

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Let me tell you about a party we had a few years back. Every year at our house my wife Dawn and I hosted a Christmas party for my employees. This one particular party was going to be the last one though because I had sold my company to a guy that had a pocket full of cash.

I was retiring, I wasn’t that old, maybe a bit of grey showing, but the money was enough that Dawn and I could take life easy as long as we watched our money and didn’t get carried away and spend it extravagantly.

The guy that bought me out was taking over in the New Year, and I had already moved all my stuff out of the office and had been showing him the ropes of how the company worked. My employees jobs were secure because of the way the business worked and they all were needed to keep things running smoothly.

With the money Dawn and I had decided to splurge a bit and get one big treat each. Dawn couldn’t make up her mind what she wanted but I had bought her the one thing she had been wanting for many years. I had to go to an auction to find a good cherry red, fifty seven thunderbird convertible. I spent a bit more than I wanted but I knew I would accumulate a lifetimes worth of brownie points for it. Myself I wanted a small place in the backwoods where I could just sit and watch the birds and wildlife. I had been looking for a while now and thought I found the perfect place.

For the party we had done up the house in the usual holiday decorations, and of course there were the mandatory five or six clumps of mistletoe hanging around. We ended up with ten single guys and five couples as guests. That meant there were a total of 16 guys once you included me and including Dawn there was six women.

My employees were a tight knit group and socialized quite often, so everyone felt comfortable around each other. In past parties there had been a lot of fun and flirting, but right from the start of this one I could feel something else too. It almost felt like there was a force in the air just waiting to burst forth. I was busy being the designated bartender so I could talk to everyone as they came up for more refreshments. Since it was the holiday season, and I was paying for the cabs, all the drinks were made pretty strong. Dawn played the part of the hostess making sure everyone had plenty of snacks plus she spent a lot of time chatting with everyone.

We had a catered meal which was on the main floor. We had so many guests the dining room wouldn’t hold everyone so the caterers had brought some more tables which extended from the dining room into the front room. The meal, like always was very filling. There was turkey, dressing, veggies, potatoes, a lot more wine than necessary, plus all the other things that made for a great feast. Once that was out of the way, everyone adjourned to the basement rec. room again for the rest of the evening.

Once everyone was in the rec. room, most of the guys gravitated to the bar and were passing on their bull shit. The single guys were bragging about their latest conquests and the married guys, not to be outdone were bragging about what their wives were like in bed. The women were all on the other side of the room having their hen party. I could tell they were talking about us because they would put their heads together then they would look over at us and start giggling.

As the evening went on I realized I didn’t have the right physical attributes to stay popular with the guys. I was male and didn’t have tits or a pussy, so the guys slowly abandoned me and were standing around the room in groups of two’s and three’s. It finally dawned on me why they were spaced about the room. They all were congregating around those clumps of mistletoe. Whenever some female got even close to some mistletoe, there were always a couple of guys grabbing her arm and dragging them under the mistletoe wanting their kisses. It was almost a contest to see which of the guys could get the most kisses from the girls.

At first the kisses were fairly innocent, but the guys were getting bolder with the kisses and it didn’t seem to matter if the girl was married or not. The women didn’t seem to be complaining though, and if truth be known some were even going from one clump of mistletoe to the other.

Everyone had had more than their share of drinks and the girls were all laughingly carrying on and giggling when they got their kisses. They looked and acted like high school kids that had gotten away with doing something naughty. I watched as my wife Dawn was getting more than her share of kisses. She was acting totally out of character by seemingly liking the attention by willingly giving as good as she got.

As time went on I arnavutköy escort noticed that the kisses were lingering pretty long and there now seemed to be some tongue action taking place. To my amazement none of the girls were complaining or trying to resist the advances the guys made. With there being no resistance from the girls all the guy’s hands were soon wandering more and more, and there was more than one girl who had her tits squeezed, or ass grabbed.

Things took a real turn when Dawn got caught by a group of three married guys. They surrounded her so she couldn’t get away and they were kissing her aggressively. I also saw that as well as kissing her they were molesting her pretty good. I noticed her blouse fall to the floor followed by her bra. Some of the other guys noticed the action with Dawn so they must have decided if it could happen to her why not the rest of the girls. Soon there were more clothes on the floor and a few topless girls to boot.

I sort of had a concern about where this was going. Mind you I always had a fantasy of watching Dawn with other guys so I was sort of hoping things would go further. Since the girls were outnumbered two to one and they all seemed to be enjoying the attention I decided to sit back and watch. No one was forcing anyone to do something they didn’t want. Heck, the girls in some instance were being the aggressive ones so I figured if they were having fun this night could prove to be a guy’s wet dream.

I had watched a fair bit of porn in my life and the amateur ones with the husband watching as his wife took on a cock or two, or even a bunch of cocks, were the ones that turned me on the most. Dawn knew those films turned me on, so when she made it over to me, topless of course, I smiled as I asked her if she was enjoying the party. She said she was having a blast. I then asked why she was acting so promiscuous and told her that I thought things were getting out of hand and she could find herself doing things she would regret. She gave me a pouty look and teased me by saying, “Aren’t you the one that gets off on porn where the wife gets fucked by other guys. You never know maybe its better in the flesh than on a video. I’m having fun and as a Christmas present to you I’d like to see if you truly like watching your wife get fucked. We’ll never see these people again so let’s just go with the flow and see what happens.”

That comment set me back a bit and I had to admit I had never seen this side of my wife before. She had always been passionate in the bedroom with me, but in public she acted demure, and her acting like this was a bit of a shock. I didn’t know how far things would go that night, but my cock jumped as I thought to myself that I was willing to see just what Dawn was going to allow.

I watched Dawn head back across the room and as she joined a few guys they made room for her in their group. I also noticed that the pile of clothes on the floor was getting to be pretty large. I took another look around the room and there sure were a lot of near naked bodies molesting each other.

That’s when my dirty mind thought of something. I envisioned having a lot of jerk off material from this night for later, so that’s when I ran to the mechanical room and activated the security cameras. That security system was top of the line but hardly ever got used. I was sure glad I had it. I had to bring home some sensitive material from time to time and the security system was a way of protecting that stuff. It had more bells and whistles and as a bonus it had two or three micro cameras in every room in the house and enough memory to record every one of them for twenty four hours. I activated the system for the whole house to record as long as the thing could. On the way back to the party I was thinking that security system might be the best idea I ever had.

I had a hard on thinking I might get lucky and record not only my wife, but all the wives fucking in front of a camera. I soon was again caught up watching the action around me.

My eye caught some action by the doorway on the other side of the room. Kurt and Prentice had Dawn backed against a door jamb with their hands giving her c cup tits a work out. That caused my cock to spring to full hardness. I blinked and the two of them were both sucking on a nipple and she was bending back giving them better access.

That’s when I concentrated on Dawn. She wasn’t trying to get away from the guys and was holding onto them tightly as if to encourage them more. My mind was whirling as I thought, that’s my wife. I never knew she could be like this, and here I am watching her and my hard on won’t quit.

Kurt and Prentice continued to suck on her tits as their hands started roaming on her body. Kurt then unzipped her skirt and let it fall to the floor. Dawn was now only wearing a G string, heels, and her suspender belt that was holding up her thigh high stockings.

I almost couldn’t believe that escort istanbul I was watching my wife having her tits mauled, by two guys, who also had their hands roaming her ass and inner thighs. I was rubbing my cock through my pants watching the spectacle unfolding in front of me. I just had to undo my pants and pull them off which let my cock free. Now I could stroke it easier.

Every girl in the place was busy with two guy’s hands and mouths all over their bodies. The girls may have all been married, but I noticed only one was busy with her own husband. The rest were with anyone but their husbands. Kurt and Prentice continued having their way with Dawn and when they finally let Dawn go she looked and saw that the two of them had erect cocks standing at full attention pointed straight at her.

Charley, who was naked and holding his erect cock tightly in his hand came over to them and said he wanted to join in. Without hesitation Charley pulled Dawn to him and shoved his tongue down her throat. He probed her mouth searching for her tonsils. Kurt and Prentice went off to join in with some of the other girls as Daryl, who had also ditched his clothes, arrived and kneeled down behind my wife. He reached around her and pulled down her G string leaving her naked except for her suspenders, stockings and heels. Dawn was squirming weakly as he then stroked her pussy. Charley then sucked her nipples as Daryl was sliding his finger up and down between her moist pussy lips. She even spread her legs to give him better access.

All I could do was to find the best view and enjoy the sight while I jerked my member that was already beginning to ache. Daryl on his knees turned Dawn and started to feverishly lick and suck her cunt burying his tongue in as far as it would go as he flicked his tongue over her clit.

Dawn started moaning loudly completely lost in the emotions. Daryl was vigorously licking her clit and Charley was devouring her tits. Dawn grabbed the back of Daryl’s head and tried to push it even further into her pussy as she loudly exclaimed, “Right there, right there, oh fuck yeah that’s it.”

With those words you could tell whatever inhibitions she had left were gone. Everything seemed to be in a frenzy as the evening was turning into an all out orgy. I couldn’t believe it. Here it was only about ten in the evening and not only was my wife engaging in carnal acts right in front of me, but the rest of my employees had their own orgy going on too. I just leaned over the bar and watched all the women being sexually assaulted by at least two guys, and all I wanted to do was stroke my throbbing cock as I watched.

Daryl and Charley laid Dawn down right in the middle of the floor. They then continued their assault on her body. Some others came over to watch and you could see Dawn’s eyes looking from one cock to another. Her body started to buck as she came because of Daryl’s tongue, and her eyes rolled back as she quivered and came.

Daryl pulled his tongue from her and Charley on his hands and knees moved up towards her head and rubbed his big cock against her lips. Daryl moved up until the shaft of his cock was resting against the swollen lips of my wife’s pussy. He looked at me and then slowly started moving his pelvis back and forth rubbing the full length of his man stick against her juicy cunt. Using his fingers he opened her folds as he made his cock nice and wet. Daryl was pushing the right buttons because my wife opened her mouth and Charley who had been waiting quickly shoved the enormous knob on the end of his cock past her lips and into her mouth.

Dawn caught by surprise gagged as Charley didn’t hesitate to pump her mouth with his cock. Daryl was looking at me as if confirming it was OK. I smiled giving him permission and he lifted his ass and arched his back to get the head of his cock pushing forward just enough to open the lips of Dawn’s pussy. He then slowly pushed until just the head disappeared into her. He held it there for a moment, never breaking eye contact with me, and pushed until he hit bottom. He then vigorously began fucking her. Dawn now was sucking Charley as Daryl slammed his member into her as deep and hard as he could.

Dawn was raising her ass off the floor as Daryl would slam himself into her violently making a loud clapping sound on each stroke. Daryl didn’t last too long and he tensed up and shoved himself as deep in her hole as he could and let out a groan as he dumped his load into her.

I took stock of myself just then. Here I was watching a couple of guys using my wife and all I was doing was stroking my meat. I wondered about my response. I knew my body was dictating my response because it was overcome by the stimulating show in front of me. After thinking about it for ten seconds I resigned myself to the fact that this was better than watching any porn show ever made. If my wife being used like this turned me on I wasn’t going to complain and just enjoy the show.

I looked sefaköy escort around again and every girl was being worked over by two guys. Some were being spit roasted, some on their knees sucking cock and another acrobatic one was even being hung upside down with her legs over a guy’s shoulder’s as he licked her ass, and another guy was fucking her inverted mouth. By now Charley pulled away from Dawn’s mouth and climbed between her legs and he did not take it slow or easy on his penetration. He powerfully hammered his cock in as deep as he could go in one motion, which met with Dawn’s loud approval.

By now all a guy could hear in the room was constant moans and groans, and passionate phrases like fuck me harder etc. The sound of slapping skin as bodies were frantically trying to get release was constant.

Getting back to my wife, Charley was pounding Dawn’s semen filled pussy for all he was worth. Dawn was off on her own journey and on fire as that big cock slammed into her like there was no tomorrow. Kurt had been fucking a short blond, but he walked over and knelt down in front of Dawn and started to rub the head of his cock against her lips. You could tell Kurt was already worked up because as his cock rubbed her face and lips you could see the glossy sheen he was leaving on her face.

Kurt had the biggest cock I had ever seen. It must have been 8 inches long and as thick as Dawn’s wrist. My wife reached up with her hand and wrapped it around that horse cock. She started working her hand up and down. While not losing any rhythm with Charley, Dawn opened her mouth as wide as she could so Kurt could insert his cock in her mouth. God it barely got past her lips. He was stretching her mouth to the limits.

Charley pulled out of Dawn’s pussy and was replaced by Prentice’s penis. He had come back to enjoy Dawn’s body again. He soon was pounding her at a pretty fast pace and was building to his inevitable release. He was grunting as he slammed his cock into her and you could tell he was about to splash the inside of her with his seed. He was grunting, as he then started to yell out, informing everyone, “Ooh shit, here it cums. Fuck, I’m going to shoot a big one, oh god it feels so good, you ready for my hot spunk bitch?” His ass quivered as he came deeply in her.

This seemed to put Kurt over the top as he started bucking and cried out “oh yes, I’m going to cum in your throat, get ready to swallow it bitch”. Kurt jerked rapidly and started dumping his own load in my wife’s mouth as he yelled “oh yes I’m fucking cumming, swallow it you cunt, swallow it all bitch, and don’t waste a drop.”

My wife had never been talked to like this before, and I expected her to be upset but she acted like she was getting off on it. If anything it seemed to stoke the fire more in her. The guys noticed her reaction to the slutty talk and whenever they were talking to her from that point on she was treated like a street whore. Kurt groaned and shoved all he could get in her mouth as he unloading several huge deposits. Dawn was gagging, but Kurt was holding her head as that huge cock thrust into her mouth. Streams of cum escaped her mouth and ran down her cheek as she continued gagging on his huge load. She caught her breath and after a bit of shuffling around Dawn now bent over the Prentice and Kurt as they lay on their backs. She soon was sucking them for all she was worth, trying to get them hard again.

I had been mostly watching Dawn’s antics but had scanned the room a few times looking at everyone else’s antics. It seemed all the girls had cum at least two times and they must have had enough because they were getting dressed and were coming over and thanking me for the party. I called for the cabs and they left for home. I noticed that all the wives left with someone that wasn’t their husband and a couple of tem took two guys with them.

Dawn was still busy being spit roasted. After the people that were going to leave left Charley, Prentice, Kurt, Ricky, Richard, Dawn and I were the only ones left in the room. There was a brief rest period as everyone caught their breath. Mind you all the guys were still caressing Dawn as if to let her know there was more to come. My cock was telling me it hoped there was going to be more and I was looking forward to watching what everyone knew was going to happen.

Ricky started things again when he stuck his cock in Dawn’s face. My wife opened her mouth immediately and took the whole piece of meat in her mouth and started working it in like a woman possessed. This mainly conservative wife I used to know had transformed into the whore in front of me and seemed like the fires in her body couldn’t be extinguished.

She took Ricky’s whole rod down her throat. He couldn’t believe she was taking all of him with her mouth and had caught on to the fact that she liked the dirty talk so he said, “Oh god you’re such a fucking whore. You slut, suck my cock. Make me cum bitch.” You could see her working her tongue around his cock she took it down her throat. Ricky grabbed the back of Dawn’s head and was only concerned about cumming. He cried out “Take it all you fucking whore,” as his cock was making her gag. “Oh fuck that’s it, I’m cumming down your fucking throat you cunt. Oh fuck, oh fuck here it cums, holy Christ here it cums, swallow it bitch.”

Considering my first meeting with Ava, my current and favorite escort, I considered it almost an interview. I say that because the way she conducted the conversation, it seemed not so much to determine what sex I wanted to pay for, but more for her to get into my mind enough to seduce me into being a regular client. And it worked.

She, being so attractive and seductive, drew me right into her web of sexual pleasures with a Q what positions do you like?” she asked.

“I actually prefer to BE fucked, with you in charge and on top, or at least in control.”

“I am clean and unable to get pregnant and I get a medical checkup every six weeks for STD’s; would you want to use a condom or not?”

“I’d rather not because I like to see and feel my cum when I get off.”

“Do you want to come on my tits, on my ass, in my mouth, or in my pussy?”

“Any of that; I will be happy wherever my cock is when I come.”

“Do you prefer blow jobs or hand jobs or both?” she asked.

“Both, and always at your discretion.”

“So, you like receiving görükle escort oral; what about eating pussy?”

“I actually prefer eating pussy over being fucked; it’s very intimate.”

“I suppose you want me to sit on your face; most men like that.”

“Yes, ma’am and especially if you can come that way.”

“It actually takes me longer to come while sitting on a man’s face, but if that makes you happy, I’ll enjoy coming in your mouth.”

“Oh, GOD, Yes, ma’am, that would be wonderful!”

“Of course, if I do that, it might take up the majority of your visit and you might not have time to come yourself.”

“If you come while sitting on my face, ma’am, I will probably come all over myself.”

“Do you like being restrained?”

“Yes, especially if you tease and deny me a release.”

“What if I tie you up while I sit on your face, your hands would not be free to masturbate. Could you tolerate that?”

“Oh, yes, ma’am and you’re going to make me hard just thinking about that.”

“What if I tied nilüfer escort you up, fucked you and then sat on your face to make you eat your own cum; could you handle that?”

“If you sit on my face and come, I will be so horny that I would probably eat it, yes, ma’am.”

“So, you like being denied; what if I make you wait until your next visit; could you refrain from masturbating until you come back?”

“If you were authoritative enough and teased me, yes, ma’am.”

“Ma’am implies you like to be dominated, does that include pain?”

“No, please, and I don’t like pegging or anything done to my butt.”

“FYI, I don’t do anal and don’t ask to eat my shit, that’s disgusting.”

“If you are on your period, I would like to at least eat your ass.”

“That’s acceptable. What other kinks do you have?”

“Is it okay if I drink your pee?”

“Yes, but I don’t give nor take golden showers.”

“That’s okay, but I’d like you to pee in my mouth so I can drink it.”

“You’re quite bursa sınırsız escort a little pervert; do you like being feminized?”

“No, ma’am, but I do like being used.”

“Explain that a little,” she said.

“I would love you to use my mouth and my cock to give yourself pleasure, or at least to pretend that you are coming. That would be terribly exciting for me.”

“Do you like role play, like having me dress in costumes and pretending to be a school girl, a nun, a cowgirl, a dominatrix and so on?”

“If the mood strikes you. The clothing that arouse me are a lacy or push up bra, thigh high stockings, high heels and lacy panties, or a thong.”

“Would you like to have my dirty panties stuffed in your mouth while I fuck you or masturbate you?”

“That would be awesome, ma’am.”

“I’m almost half your age, why do you keep calling me “ma’am?”

“Partially because I respect your position and partially because I like being submissive.”

“So, there’s a good chance I can do anything to you or make you do anything for me and you’ll gladly pay for it, is that right?”

“As long as it is sexual and involves just you and me, yes, ma’am.”

And so our continued relationship started and even though I was generally given the choice of sexual activity, she always had the option to override and dictate what we would do. And I liked that.

Another Wednesday evening of sexual fun planned and in motion, She brought me home, stripped me down, bathed me, shaved my balls, and the applied the soothing oil I liked to ease the razor burn. Having retired to the bedroom for some more attention, I had decided to get a bit kinky tonight; I had some short pieces of rope tied to the bed frame with loops formed on the ends that were hanging free. I told her to lie on the bed and securely fastened her wrists into the loops I had formed earlier, then spreading her legs to the corners of the foot of the bed, I securely fastened her ankles into the two remaining loops I had provided. With this accomplished, I took a pair of my briefs which I had worn earlier while having cyber-sex with her earlier in the week still wet with my pre-cumm and sweat, and pulled them over her eyes and nose for a blindfold. They were a smaller pair that I could no longer wear through out the day, butt perfect size to cover her nose and eyes while still leaving her mouth open for my use.

I straddled her face so that my cock was just out of the reach of her tongue, brushing it slowly along the sides of her face and chin to tease her. Slowly I worked my way down her body with my soft touch fingertips and sometimes my tongue, stopping for a moment on her belly to run wet circles closer and closer to her shaven pussy. I retrieved my feathers from the dresser and teased her armpits, then slowly around her tits, the inside of her thighs were next and then I continued down her legs to her ankles. All the time I was doing this I could hear large intakes of air through my briefs over her nose, she was taking in all the sensations she could, as sight and feel were so restricted. I figured it was time to drive her a little crazy for a while, so I got some of our toys out of the drawer, I took the anal beads spit on them and slowly eased them into her asshole. While I was doing that I was teasing her clit with just the tip of my tongue. Then I took one of our smaller vibrators, turned it on low and placed it between her wet, swollen pussy lips so it rested against her clit. I then took the new nipple clamps I had purchased earlier on the internet (so she wouldn’t know) and clamped them onto her nipples with the short chain threaded through the loop of her collar. Her collar was one of the wonderful presents she bought me to increase the control she had wanted me to show more of. I turned on some soft music and took a few pictures with my digital camera to save a record of my work (to show her later of course) she so enjoys looking at herself in gaziosmanpaşa escort helpless situations which I control our pleasure, and left the room.

I sat down in my chair in the living room and started to watch a video for a while to let her soak in all the sensations I left her with, the smell (which I knew would work as an aphrodisiac), the feelings, (the anal beads in her ass and the vibrator resting against her clit), and her imagination (wondering what to expect next). I chuckled to myself what a devious Master I was to treat my Lisa with such attention and thoughtfulness. My pleasure was interrupted by a vehicle pulling up into the driveway, butt I thought nothing of it because I wasn’t expecting anyone on a Wednesday evening. I peeked out the window, only to see it was a friend from the bowling alley, I quietly arose and went out the front door to meet him before he could get to the door. He looked at me puzzled when I raised my finger to my lips to signal to him to keep quiet. I quietly explained outside that I had a girl tied up in my bedroom and he almost burst out laughing, I assured him it was no joke and wondered out loud if he would be interested in helping me fulfill a fantasy of hers? He looked at me very seriously and said he would help as long as it wouldn’t cause any trouble, I told him not to worry since he had never meet her and no names would be mentioned and she was already blindfolded. He agreed to join in.

I told him once we were in the room not to say anything to give away his identity. He stripped down and followed me into my room, as expected he was taken aback at the scene he came upon entering the room. She was still securely attached at all four corners of the bed, and a smile came across her face when she sensed someone in the room. He looked at me curiously, as if to ask, can she see through those? I shook my head no and moved my hand to her vibrator, rubbing it roughly against her clit and then pushing it in to the hilt in her wetness. She arched her back off the bed as the unexpected plunge of the vibrator took her by surprise (if she only knew what further surprises awaited her) I then buried my face in her wet aromatic pussy. My friend was standing next to the bed watching and stroking his cock when I signaled him to brush the head against the palm of her hand softly; he smiled and nodded then proceeded to drag the head of his cock softly against her palm.

She practically rose from the bed from this unexpected sensation; we both smiled at escort istanbul each other and nodded as if we knew what each other were thinking. I rose up from her pussy and backed away from the bed, just as I did he moved to straddle her head and stick his cock into her open mouth. I’m sure with her senses being entertained by all the things that were going on she wasn’t sure whether it was my cock or not. She proceeded to suck anyway, I then signaled him to grab a handful of hair and force his cock into her mouth deeper and he smiled knowingly and started a steady pumping of his cock into her mouth. I then slowly started to remove the beads from her asshole, a sensation that surely would tip her off to more than just her and I were in the room. She gulped frantically at the surprise and clamped down with her asshole as the last beads were coming out. She had a body shaking orgasm as I removed the vibrator from her pussy, which I proceeded to slide into her puckering asshole. She accepted it easily as her orgasm subsided. I motioned to my friend to remove his cock from her mouth and come fuck her for awhile, He smiled, shook his head and moved down the bed into position.

I then leaned over from the side of the bed and kissed her deeply, her mind must be racing now, I thought to myself I could taste him in her mouth and this was a turn on unknown to either her or my friend. I continued to kiss her deeply so she could ask no questions (although at this point I think she was beyond questioning anything). He slowly sunk his cock into her soaking wet pussy and fondled her breasts as he fucked her. He nodded to the vibrator in her ass and gave me a thumbs up as if to say nice touch, I could tell he was enjoying the sensation. I then mounted her face with my cock in her mouth, leaned against the wall the way I like to support my upper body weight and started fucking her face roughly. Just as I expected she started coming very hard again, her body arched up towards his cock and she tried to draw more air in through my briefs that still covered her eyes and nose. This climax lasted for over a minute and a half as she convulsed under both of our cocks inside of her. My friend then tapped me on the shoulder and signaled that he was about to come, I signaled back to hold back for a second and to cumm all over her face, he nodded he understood, and I removed my cock from her mouth with a large pop as she was sucking it with everything she had trying to get some cumm. I removed myself from her face and slid down the bed so I could watch as esenler escort he sprayed his spunk all over her face. He stood beside the bed and stroked his cock furiously until his load pumped and pumped covering her face like a thick sauce. He finished as I removed the vibrator from her ass, and signaled me to come into the other room with him.

We went into the living room where he got his clothes and I told him to go ahead and shower and watch for a while if he wanted, butt he shook his head and said he would be leaving after a quick shower, so I said ok call me later about whatever it was he came over for, he looked at me real funny and said he couldn’t remember at all what it was. He went to the bathroom, showered quickly and left. I went back into the bedroom just in time to see her climaxing again even though I hadn’t left any of our toys inside or against her body, I let her orgasm subside and then untied her ankles from the loops at the corners of the bed, pulling one leg at a time up to where her wrists we still tied and attached them to the same loops, this opened up her pussy and ass to me without anything in my way. I stroked my cock for a second then stuck it in her cumm covered mouth she sucked until I was hard and then I slid down her body until I was between her legs again. With one hard plunge I sank my cock into her asshole fully, my balls slapped loudly against her ass cheeks as I pounded her roughly, harder and harder until I was ready to cumm. I pulled my cock from her asshole and moved up her body until my cock was in her mouth his cumm smearing all over my cock. I surprised her when I pulled out my cock just as I was about to cumm, as she always liked to swallow my cumm, I sprayed my cumm right where his already was and completely covered all of her face that my briefs weren’t already covering. I got the camera and took what must have been 2 dozen pictures of her so helpless and covered in spunk, tied with her hands and feet in such awkward positions.

I slowly untied her bonds as I kissed her, mixing the spunk with my spit so I could secretly taste cumm besides my own. I removed the briefs from her face and looked into her eyes deeply to see if she was hurt or shocked by what had happened over the last couple of hours, butt she just had this smile of contentment glowing over her face. When her hands and everything were freed I told her she could clean me and herself up with her tongue which she obliged immediately using her fingers to move all the spunk to her mouth and then going down, licking and sucking my soft cock until it was clean. She then asked to lie down next to me on the bed and I agreed and cuddled with her for about an hour or so. It was getting late and as we both had to work the next morning, we fell asleep in each others arms. As I drifted off to sleep I wondered what was going through her mind, but decided not to ask until the next day…

Marybelle was an amazing captain, she just didn’t like taxes. Or the British. Or the Spanish. Actually she had a lot of issues with polite society that stemmed from being female and ended with not being bothered to pay taxes. Which is why they did what they did.

But it was also why she dropped anchor when they spotted the remains of a shipwreck and a crew of seven women. Girls gotta help girls in this world of piracy and violence. Would be a shame for men to find and take advantage of their precarious situation.

They didn’t seem to be armed, but she wanted to approach them on her own, so they knew they could trust her, and get a feel for what happened. That horrible storm they had nearly been caught in over a week ago, seems to have caught them and destroyed one of their fleet ships.

They weren’t even supposed to be in a ship with that small of a crew, but it was just a retrieval, and the women hadn’t realized this ship couldn’t take the weather.

They were happy to join Marybelle on her ship and back to Captain Danielle Peace’s small ship fleet. Eager in fact, when Marybelle had told them she had a crew of mostly women. Danielle was a tall dark skinned woman, with long curly black hair and a big presence.

“Oh, it’s so hot out here, and this island is too small for fresh water reserves, you all must have been suffering from rationing!” Captain Marybelle Juna had exclaimed, thinking of how annoyed she would be to go without fresh water for too long.

Ardene, a red haired woman with full bodied freckles, who’d been leering at the younger woman since she got here, just shrugged. “We just didn’t bathe much, drinking it has been fine for the moment.”

Marybelle’s eyes were big. “Oh, but the sweat would drive me crazy!”

Miss Charlotte ‘call me Lottie, baby girl,’ who was so nice and had a big full tummy and hips twice as wide as Marybelle’s, gave her a grin while she helped Miss Missa in loading up a few crates of supplies. They had insisted in bringing their salvaged supplies on board as payment for the journey. The two women seemed attached at the hip. “It’s not that bad when you’re used to it, sweetpea.”

Marybelle’s eyes squinted, looking curious about that. “When you’re used to it?”

Lily, Layla, and Annie, some of the younger girls of the crew, were all leering at her excitedly, and Annie gave a grin. She was Ardene’s little sister. “Oh yeah, we aren’t like many other crews out there. We know the value of water, and it’s best to conserve where you can.”

Lily giggled. “It’s kinda fun, you know, to let things build up a bit. It’s Layla’s favorite part, anyways.” She poked at Layla who poked her back all sweet and cute.

Marybelle’s eyes were big. “Let it build up? I’m sorry, I’m afraid I don’t understand.”

Danielle leaned back against a crate, looked the girl over for a moment, and spread her legs a bit, shooing the three girls back to their packing tasks. She parted her long coat a bit, and tilted her hips forward. “Would you like to see, little Captain?”

Marybelle could see from this position, the woman wasn’t wearing trousers under her coat, and she swallowed hard, feeling a slight ache in her pussy. That was… interesting… She came forward, standing near the crate the other captain leaned against, and made a curious noise. Danielle took that as an assent, parting her coat entirely, and pulling out a cock that was slowly becoming erect, probably going to be the size of Marybelle’s forearm, and Marybelle couldn’t hold back the little moan in her throat.

It was greasy looking, like it was covered in layers of sweat, and… other stuff. And Danielle pulled back that thick foreskin enough to show disgusting bursa escort layers of thick rotten yellow smegma, practically globs of it tucked under the skin. Marybelle’s pussy was pulsing at this point, swollen and hot and needy. She could smell that rancid stink, and she wanted it bad. She wanted to smear that nasty thick crust and sludge over her pussy hole, shove nothing but that head in and out till her sopping pussy was covered in filth and that cockhead was clean.

Danielle smirked. “Oh? Does the little captain want to play with it? Do you want to suck it clean, or leave a mess in that little cunt I’m sure you’re hiding? I bet all that slick could clean this cock cheese good.”

Marybelle let out a breathy moan, right hand leaning against the crates for stability while her left pressed against her clit hard through her trousers. “I. Yeah. I want that. I want your nasty sludge all over my pussy.”

Ardene stepped up behind her, nudging her left hand aside and shoving her own in Marybelle’s trousers to batter at her throbbing clit for her. Marybelle’s moan was higher, needier this time. “Would you like that, Belle? Wanna be the whole crew’s filthy little cock cleaner? Make us all shiny and clean so we can get dirty again and ruin you over and over?”

Marybelle’s hips pushed into her hand, and she leaned back against her for stability when Ardene pumped with two fingers at her clit. “Please, that’s so disgusting. I’d never be clean again.”

Layla was suddenly there with a grin on her face. “Oh don’t worry, sweetheart, we’ll try our best to clean you up after. That’s my favorite part, anyways. Like getting my tongue in a smegma ruined hole, eating it out till all I can taste is them and me. After you’ve had the whole crew, rotten spunk and grease and all, it’d take hours to clean you out.”

Marybelle’s hips stuttered as Ardene’s movements on her clit turned hard and fast, and squeaked out a gasp as she made a dripping mess of her trousers, juices coming out in a messy squirt. She slumped back against the nice woman, feeling cock drunk and needy. “I want that, I want to be your cock cleaners. My pussy will stink so bad, I want it.”

That was more than enough permission for them. Danielle was nice enough to make them lay out a blanket over the crate they’d put her on, perfect height to get her pussy to their cocks. She was there for them, obviously. No need to try too hard.

Danielle was big though, so they pushed her knees down to her head, telling her to hold them back like a good girl. She happily complied, knowing the position would give her the best gape for catching all that stinky cock cheese. Marybelle was making a puddle below her, but now all that slick was pooling in her tiny snatch’s gape. She needed someone to fuck her till she couldn’t see straight.

Admittedly, that nasty stench from the girl behind her, playing with her tits and throat, that was enough to get her swaying in place. She wondered if Miss Missa would like to stuff her cock in Marybelle’s face, make her inhale all that stink so she could float the entire time.

The Captain opened her coat wider, and Marybelle could see those fat tits too, making her mouth water. She wanted to curl up in her arms, ass stuffed for a long cockwarming session, and mouth on those big tits.

With her coat out of the way, Danielle took a hold of that fat rod, fully erect and the size of Marybelle’s forearm like she thought, and pulled the skin back from the top so all that thick yellow filth was revealed, and pushed the tip to Marybelle’s gaping pussyhole. Marybelle wanted to cum already, her clit throbbing painfully while she tried -futilely- to push bursa otele gelen escort her hips up, shove that fat cockhead down her snatch, but she was held in place firmly, unable to get what she needed without giving into their whims. She whimpered excitedly.

That nasty cock pushing into her made her whimper, squirming desperately to get more. Not only was it massive, it was the most disgusting texture! It was like that cheese was caked on so bad there were clumps coming off on her pussy lips, slimier areas getting to dip into her previously pretty and clean little cunt, it felt like it was stretching every place Marybelle ever wanted and leaving behind a disgusting mess that could never be cleaned. Greasy and stinky sludge rubbing off on her pussylips and dripping into Marybelle’s cunt got her so close to coming.

Danielle looked in awe. “Out of all the little ladies I’ve convinced to clean this cock, I think you’re the most excited to do it, Sweet Belle.” She held the fat of her dick, pushing against the labia so she could spread that grease all over Marybelle’s pussylips, till she got to the top, and started swirling her cheesy cockhead around the clit. Marybelle felt like she was being electrocuted, and let out a moaning scream when she realized that piss hole was big enough for her little clit to slip inside. It felt nasty, and she couldn’t stop giving what tiny little pushes she could achieve into it. “More than that, I don’t think this dick has ever been so unwashed and ripe, and you’re just begging to get sticky and gaping from it. What a good girl you are.”

Marybelle sobbed as that cockhead pushed off her clit, back down to her little hole, and pushed in. She squeezed her tits, legs held back on her elbows and in Miss Missa’s grip on her ankles, and tugged at her nipples till she came with a shout, hole pulsing and clenching weakly around that fat cockhead, massaging the smegma right off of it into her hole.

She felt disgusting and sticky. She never wanted to be clean again. Maybe she could convince people to just drop their fat loads in her and see how long it takes them to rot to nasty cheese inside of her. She was never giving this up. Her head fell back, right off the edge of the crate, she moaned weakly as Danielle lived up to her words, using her tiny little snatch to clean her cock.

Meanwhile, she was face to cock with Miss Missa, and she started to strain to get at the woman, who obliged and shoved that fat dick in her face, letting her suck and sniff for only a moment before she pulled it back, slapping Marybelle across the face with her cock, leaving a disgusting snail trail of slime behind. Marybelle was so close to creaming around Danielle again, clenching on every pull out so she could catch all that frothy smegma.

“No no, none of these cocks will be down your throat till you’ve used that little cunt to clean them off. We can’t break our promises to leave you stinking with it. Tell you what, Annie here, loves warming little throats like yours. She likes snugging up to a cute face and keeping her cock down their throat, she might even fill you up with her piss if you’re a good girl and nice and calm for her.”

Marybelle sobbed, a hand slamming down to her clit to rub the disgusting little bud, greasy to touch with all that smegma pushed into her folds, and rubbed hard, giving a weak gasp, still breathing in that lovely stench while she convulsed, hole sucking at that fat cock, feeling used and sticky.

Danielle used her till she was gaping, cheesy rings of filth building at the base of her dick. That was okay though, she could make their new little filth toy clean it off with her tongue. She had creamed again when they mentioned Annie pissing in her throat, but Danielle was just too big to get in her throat without hurting her, she’d have to settle for drinking it from the tip. It was always nice to use a little urinal after a good fuck. And it was good to show them their place by giving them a proper taste instead of just pissing right into their stomachs.

She started a proper steady pace into the little Captain, making the girl squeal as thrust after thrust left her slimy and stretched around that massive girth. Danielle smirked, shoving in all the way and grinding down into that snug little pussy, rubbing all that sludge around her cock base onto the girl’s previously pristine little snatch.

“I love ruining little holes like this. Oh Little Belle, I’m going to fill you up, just got to- oh, thank you Layla!”

Layla, the hole whore that she was, had happily slid behind her captain while she ground into that little hole, shoving her tongue into Danielle’s ass. It was equally unwashed, and the women had all been having a bit of beach time fun over the past few days, so the hole probably tasted like dick cheese and sweat, among other things. The woman had never been one to refuse a hole, and had wrapped her cute little lips around Danielle’s fat ring of muscles, shoving her tongue right in. She always knew just how to be of service to others.

Danielle could feel her piss hole widen, and knew this was going to be a fat load as it came out. She could feel her balls churning with globs of snot thick cum, and let herself relax, giving that little hole a few slams to make it tighten in another orgasm around her. She could see that Missa had followed in Layla’s footsteps by shoving her little hole over Marybelle’s mouth, which meant the girl was probably getting a few loads of Lottie’s rotten cum, but that was okay since they weren’t going to fill her with their ass loads. Lottie liked to keep her lover full, and that was coming in handy now. Marybelle was moaning into that nasty hole that sat on her face, and trying to shove up into Danielle.

Danielle shoved her cockhead right up against Marybelle’s cervix, wondering if the little captain could relax enough to let her cum through, and promptly started to cum in that hole. It felt like coughing up a massive slug of snot, but out of her cock, right into that quivering and gushing hole, filling it with mucus thick cum. It was like jelly but hotter and thicker and fuller.

Marybelle started to shake again, mouth full of the nastiest load of jizz, hole feeling like it was inflating with cum so rotted it tingled and heated her insides. She squealed into that lovely hole again when Danielle pulled out of her little pussy, all ruined and disgusting, and promptly smacked her little clit with her softening cock, and then three times more, only stopping when girlcum started to gush from her little pussy.

Danielle’s sperm was too thick, too sticky to drip out. She shoved Layla off and stepped back to admire the ruined little hole. The sticky jizz was so thick, it pouted her little hole open, holding it apart as it trembled with another orgasm.

Layla looked like she was going to bust if she didn’t get her mouth on that pussy soon, but she knew they had an order to keep. She let out a soft little whimper, trying to get her mouth near that filthy messy hole, pouting as she wrapped her plump lips around Marybelle’s neglected asshole. Belle gave a few soft moans at the feeling, wriggling a little in place. Smegma drunk little whore, she was just so cute. They’d keep her. Danielle sniggered, letting her have at it as long as she didn’t mind a pair of balls slapping her in the face when someone else fucked the little captain. Or maybe a better idea comes to mind…

“Missa, why don’t you go next? You can open up that little ass so we can make sure all her holes are in use and none of our homemade goods goes to waste.”