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…

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.”

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…

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.

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.

Louisa met Michael on holiday in Spain and is now deeply involved with him both sexually and emotionally. He has introduced Louisa to many new sexual acts including anal sex, threesomes and double penetration. He’s also shown Louisa that she can squirt and invited his friends and some strangers to get in on the action. This last will be explored further in the current chapter. In the previous chapter, Louisa and Michael had a quick fuck in the back of Michael’s car in a parking lot on the way back from the airport. They were watched by two young guys who enjoyed what they saw. Michael spoke to them briefly afterwards but Louisa didn’t hear what was said. She’s about to find out…

I had now been in America for four days. After the first mad evening during which Dan joined us and I was intimately “examined” on Michael’s large medical couch that he had basically bought for my benefit, things had been dialled down a bit. Michael and I still fucked pretty much every which way and I had still come many, many times, often squirting but it had been somewhat tamer than that first night. One thing events of the past four days had confirmed with a vengeance though is that I had definitely become a huge fan of anal. It was getting to the stage when if I didn’t have a hard cock up my arse at least once during sex I would feel short changed.

Michael was at work so I let my memories settle back on that threesome with Dan. He’d seemed pretty shy at first and was certainly a little shocked while watching Michael finger me to a huge, squirting orgasm but he’d recovered quickly. He’d had no problem joining in the action once he’d got over the surprise of seeing me ejaculate so powerfully. We’d then had a night of wild sex in which I’d been soundly fucked by them both although I hadn’t been double teamed as such. I remembered being arse fucked by Dan as I sucked Michael off but I hadn’t been fucked by them both together. I smiled mischievously. Maybe that was something that could be rectified – I was here for a month.

I’d got a feeling that Michael had planned something different for the evening ahead. He’d told me to “dress up” again which he hadn’t done since Dan had joined us. I’d had a long bath, rubbed myself down with vanilla and frankincense scented body lotion then dressed myself in a white sheer negligee and tiny briefs. The negligee had straps that tied on the shoulders giving easy access to my massive tits. It had an elasticated waist which meant that it wouldn’t just fall off but I kind of liked that idea. The knickers weren’t a thong panty but they weren’t far off. They were also crotchless. I’d bought them on a whim during the ten days that Michael and I had first been apart; I wondered what he would make of them.

Michael was due home any minute. I sat on the sofa in my usual position with my legs curled under me and my strappy high sandals just visible. Sure enough, I had just adjusted my seat when I heard a key in the lock. Michael entered the apartment and looked at me. “Oh God yes,” he breathed, taking in my appearance. “Yes and again yes.” He grinned at me. “I’m gonna take a shower babe – you know the routine.”

“Company or not?” I queried. On previous nights I’d joined Michael for his after work shower and we’d fucked under the water. It was always a fabulous experience. However, on the night that Dan had joined us, Michael had showered alone. I wasn’t sure what I wanted the answer to be. Fucking in the shower was always amazing but if Michael didn’t want company that would probably mean that we were both going to get company of another sort and soon.

The latter seemed more likely given the way I was dressed and I wasn’t surprised to hear Michael reply in the negative. “I need a quick shower babe,” he informed me, “And they don’t tend to be quick when you’re with me.” I smiled at the memories. “Now,” Michael continued, “There’s a chance the doorbell might go while I’m in the shower. If it does, answer it will you. You can look through the peephole – you’ll know if you want to let them in or not. I think you will.” He winked at me with a fiendish look on his handsome face and went to shower.

I was left at a bit of a loose end. All dressed up and nowhere to go you might say. I tripped round the apartment in my stilettos idly wondering about the possibilities for the night ahead. Maybe Michael had invited Rob to join us again. This was an enticing prospect. I liked Rob – he was a nice guy and more to the point, he was sexy and impressively endowed. He hadn’t fucked my arse yet – that was something we could do if it was him. The doorbell rang. I went to answer it. I flipped the metal covering away from the peephole and looked through. It wasn’t Rob. In fact it took me a few seconds to realise who it was. Then I knew – it was the boys from the parking lot! Shit. That must have been what Michael had been doing when he’d spoken to them outside the car after they’d watched us fuck. He’d arranged for them to come round in a few days topkapı escort to join us.

I was actually very nervous as I opened the door. This was another step further. By allowing them in myself, dressed as I was, I was essentially already giving carte blanche to anything that might happen later. Previously any group activity had been in Michael’s control. While he had set up this encounter, the fact that I was actually letting the guys in changed the dynamics somewhat. Not that it stopped me. I took a deep breath and pulled the door open.

“Come in both of you,” I tried to keep my voice steady as I welcomed them. The older of the two entered first. At a guess he was 23/24 years old. The younger one followed. He couldn’t have been more than 20. They were both silent as they came through the door taking in my appearance with a mixture of disbelief and appreciation. Which one of us would have spoken first had we been left to our own devices any longer I don’t know but at that point Michael emerged from the bedroom.

“Happy with things?” he asked the boys.

“Hell yeah,” the older one answered still staring at my body encased in its sheer negligee. “Hell yeah.” The younger one merely nodded also staring. He looked like he might never speak again.

“Louisa, this is Tony and this is Paul,” Michael indicated first the older then the younger guy. “Guys, this is Louisa. As you’ve probably already guessed from the parking lot and the way she looks now, she’s a hot piece of ass.”

The guys laughed breaking the ice. “Is she really okay with this?” Paul, the younger man, spoke for the first time.

“Hey, you can talk to me too you know,” I said encouragingly. “Yes, I’m really okay with this. Whatever “this” is. I had no idea you were coming round but now you’re here it’s fine.” I paused. “More than fine. I’m looking forward to it. All of it.”

“Oh yeah baby,” Tony murmured. He still hadn’t taken his eyes from my body. Neither of them had.

“We should go through,” Michael said indicating the way out of the living room and down the hallway to the room where the couch was. I inhaled sharply. Michael looked at me in concern. “You okay with this sweetheart? You know I’d never get you to do anything you didn’t really want to do. If you’re dubious at all we can rethink.”

“No, I’m fine,” I reassured him. “Realisation just hit that’s all. I’m absolutely fine now. Like I said, I’m looking forward to it.” I smiled my reassurance at Tony and Paul who had looked a bit alarmed at Michael’s words. I guess they were worried that having been promised a good fuck it was going to be snatched away. No chance. I wanted these young studs. I wanted them badly.

Michael opened the door. The room was no longer kept locked. Now that I knew what was inside there was no need. In fact, while Michael was at work, I sometimes lay on the couch with my feet in the stirrups and masturbated. It was easy to bring myself off that way. The position of my legs meant my pussy was so easy to access and the thought of how I must look, lying back with my legs apart and in the air, my cunt exposed for the world to see and my hand wanking my clit was a huge turn on. Paul and Tony were a little surprised I could see but their surprise quickly changed to satisfaction as they took in the possibilities. With no need for talk, I hopped up onto the couch and awaited further instruction.

“Undo your straps babe,” Michael purred. “Time the boys saw your tits. You okay with that?” He looked across at them. They nodded enthusiastically, grinning their pleasure. I moved my hands to first one strap then the other and untied them slowly. Holding the material over my breasts at first, I silently moved my hand and let it fall. The effect was instantaneous. Both guys caught their breath as my enormous boobs were exposed.

“Shit,” they both breathed simultaneously.

“Can we touch them?” Tony asked, gesturing towards my swollen mammaries. Paul stood dumbstruck, mesmerised by the sight.

“Sure,” Michael replied. “That’s okay isn’t it sweetheart?”

“More than okay,” I sighed. “If someone doesn’t touch me soon I’ll explode.”

Tony moved hesitantly towards me indicating that Paul should do the same. They took positions on either side of the couch. “You should join her up there,” Michael advised. “There’s plenty of room.” They did so, Tony to my left and Paul to my right. Once up there, their hesitancy vanished. Tony grasped my breast in his hand and began to caress it roughly. Paul lowered his mouth to my other breast and sucked on my nipple. I sighed with satisfaction as I savoured the feeling of having two young bucks suck and fondle my huge tits. The boys began to take the initiative.

“I gotta have those tits,” Paul grunted while he mouthed the one he currently had. “I just gotta.” He heisted himself up and straddled my waist then he put his cock between my massive rack. Tony moved istanbul escort down the couch and nudged my knees up and apart so that the skirt of my negligee fell down my thighs and my knickers were exposed.

“Shit, they’re crotchless!” Tony exclaimed in delight as my thighs fell further apart. This brought Michael to the table and he stared down at my knickers in surprised relish.

“You naughty girl,” he muttered, grasping first one leg then the other and placing them in the stirrups. “I think you’ll have easier access now,” he informed Tony. “And it’s not like she doesn’t want you to see.” He then passed Paul a bottle of oil. “Use that,” he commanded. “It’ll be much easier to slide up and down between her tits. Grease your cock with it.”

I was now reclining on the couch with my legs in the air and apart and Tony gazing down at my cunt, with the outer region still covered by white lace but with most of my vulva, my vagina and my clitoris exposed due to the split crotch. Meantime, Paul was straddling my upper body with his now-greased penis between my huge breasts. Moaning, I pushed my tits around Paul’s dick, encasing it in soft, swollen flesh. He groaned. “Oh God that is just the best. I’ll never feel anything better than those tits round my cock.” Don’t speak too soon, I thought. You haven’t felt my arse yet. Tony meanwhile was putting his hand to good use. My clit was clearly erect again as I felt his fingers tickle and tease it. I gasped loudly as he pulled and flicked the sensitive little organ. Not so little either. I sensed it was growing by the second.

“Fuck,” I heard Tony say. “Her clit’s massive. I gotta suck on it.” He did. Next second I felt his mouth around my engorged clitoris and he sucked expertly. I moaned louder and thrust my cunt towards his mouth. “Oh yeah baby,” Tony breathed. “You push that pussy into my mouth. You taste fucking sweet girl.”

Further up, Paul was really going at my tits. I was having a bit of trouble keeping them pushed round his penis as he kept up a rapid onslaught, thrusting wildly between them. He was grunting his rapture noisily as he thrust, making the kind of animalistic noises I was familiar with. Tony had stopped sucking at my clit and was lightly brushing it with his finger while his tongue lapped at my cunt and snaked its way into my vagina. Fuck, the sensations were getting too much. I had a 20 year old boy ramming his dick between my tits and a 24 year old one lapping at my pussy. And I was 38! I let out an extremely loud groan as all thoughts and feelings merged. Paul banging my tits, Tony sucking at my twat and the fact that they were both so young was enough to trigger my orgasm.

I screamed my frenzied euphoria and came in Tony’s waiting mouth. While I didn’t squirt, I gushed fluid all over his face, my knickers and the couch. I rammed my cunt up to his face, jerking it up trying to get him to take more of it. Paul shouted his climax too as he began to spill his load all over my tits. “Oh fucking shit!” he yelled as jet after jet ejaculated from his penis while I thrust my twat up to Tony’s mouth. Tony had his hands under my bottom cheeks and was keeping his mouth in position despite my frenzied bucking. Eventually, our orgasms were finished and I sagged back on the couch as Paul rolled off me, spent.

“I hope you don’t think you’re finished,” Michael reproached me. “Tony’s just given you one hell of an orgasm. You should return the favour.” I looked up quizzically while Paul lay exhausted next to me. “Suck him off baby, show him what that talented mouth of yours can do.” I obliged, moving down the couch to where Tony’s large cock stood erect and waiting. I turned over so that I was lying on my front and brought my mouth to the head of his penis. He was tall so we matched perfectly and Tony moaned as I inserted his cock into my mouth. I’ve mentioned before that I am pretty good at sucking men off. However, my talents weren’t really called into question this evening. Tony was obviously turned on as hell from the action that had already taken place. I swallowed his seven and a half inch cock hungrily and started to move it in and out of my mouth, using my tongue round the shaft and end as I usually did. Tony moaned and sighed as I sucked him, bumping his cock forwards to complement my own movement. It didn’t take long for Tony’s moaning to increase in volume but just before he came in my mouth, I felt kisses and a soft tongue on my bottom. Paul had woken up and was rimming me gently. I moaned in response and surreptitiously rubbed my cunt into the couch. Before I could stimulate myself properly though, Tony erupted into my mouth with a shout. Wow he could come that boy. He didn’t quite match Michael for fluid explosion but it was close. I swallowed as much as I could – nearly all of it in fact and looked up at him lustfully.

“Better?” I questioned.

“Oh fuck yeah,” gasped Tony from above me. “I needed that.”

“I hope you have a sarıyer escort quick recovery rate,” Michael said. “I can see your friend’s already back up and raring to go. She’s not been fucked yet. Why don’t you both do the honours?”

“Both?” Tony queried.

“Well she’s got two holes hasn’t she. Use them both.”

“Do you do that?” Paul asked me in disbelief. “Will you take us both? Do you take it up the ass?”

“I love it up the arse.” I replied – I still held onto the British pronunciation of the word. “I think I like it better than straight sex.”

“She’s not joking,” Michael assured him. “She’s a fucking anal slut. Why don’t you carry on what you were doing to her ass to give your friend a bit more time to recover. Not that he’s doing badly.” Michael sounded impressed as he glanced at Tony’s penis which was already hardening again. Paul went back to my arse. I got up on my knees to give him easier access and he parted my buttocks. I savoured the feeling of him sucking on my anus and jabbing his tongue against it. He was good at this.

“You’ve done this before,” I stated looking behind me.

“Not really,” Paul replied shyly, looking up from my arse. “I tried it on an ex-girlfriend once. I liked doing it but she wasn’t a fan so we didn’t really…”

“That’s a shame,” I sighed as his tongue returned to my arsehole. “You’re naturally talented.” I meant it too. His tongue was provoking some fabulous sensations. I bucked my arse back at his mouth to indicate my satisfaction.

“Okay, I think Tony’s ready,” Michael interrupted our pleasure. “Which way are you going to do this?”

“I should probably do her pussy,” Tony said. “I’m a bit bigger than Paul. I don’t want to hurt her.”

“You won’t,” Michael reassured. “She takes my cock easily and I’m a bit bigger than you. Still, I think you’re right. By the looks of things, Paul might be as much of an anal slut as Louisa.” He laughed. “What d’you say Paul? Fancy getting your cock up Louisa’s ass? Ever fucked up the ass before?”

“No,” gasped Paul, looking at my bottom in a new light while his eyes lit up. Evidently he was in favour of the idea.

“Now’s your chance boy,” Michael grinned. Then he said in a lower voice close to Paul’s ear, “You’re in good hands. Or rather good ass. She loves it.”

“I should lie on the couch right?” Tony checked the best way to do this.

“No I don’t think so,” Michael replied. “She’s always getting her ass fucked from above. I think you guys should do it from below. You lie back Paul and put this on.” Paul lay back, his penis stiff as a board standing up in front of him and slid a condom over it. “Now grease his cock Louisa,” Michael directed, handing me a tube of lube. I squeezed a fair amount on my hands and slathered it onto Paul’s penis while he sighed with contentment. “Now,” Michael continued his direction, “Pull your knickers to the side and hold your bottom cheeks apart Louisa, then slide down onto Paul’s dick. Slowly.” I did as instructed. Fuck it felt good. I thrust my knickers off my arse and rudely to one side then held my buttocks as wide apart as I could and felt the head of Paul’s penis nudging my anus. I pushed down and felt him slide into me. Without much effort, he was all the way in and I was sitting on his lap with his dick buried in my arse.

“Now part your thighs Louisa,” Michael ordered me. I parted my thighs. “Okay Tony,” Michael went on. “Get your cock covered and fuck her cunt.” Tony did as instructed. With Paul’s penis deep in my arse from below, Tony positioned himself between my parted legs and drove his hard cock into my twat from above. Oh God, new sensations, I thought. The feeling of being double penetrated when the dick in my arse was below me was different from the other way round but no less amazing. It wasn’t going to take long for them to make me come I thought. I could feel it building already. Tony was thrusting madly into my cunt while Paul did his best to ram his cock into my arse underneath me. He wasn’t doing a bad job considering his restricted position. Strong boy. I focused on both dicks inside me. Once again, I could feel both holes almost filled to capacity and the movement was unbelievable.

“Oh God boys,” I cried out, “Keep fucking my holes. I want to feel you come in both my holes while I come too.” This was rapidly approaching reality. Both boys were speeding up and the noises they were making were getting louder. Mine too. I was starting to howl my ecstasy again; screaming, crying, cursing with jubilation as I was banged hard from both sides. Tony in particular seemed almost possessed as he rammed his cock as hard as he possibly could into my vagina. It was as though he was trying to split me in two. I didn’t care. It felt so fucking good. I lunged my pelvis back and forth in rhythm with the guys’ thrusts, alternately pushing my twat towards Tony and my bottom towards Paul. In the midst of all this, I felt Paul jerk up my arse and begin to come. This sent me over the top and my climax hit me. You can guess what happened.

“Pull out man,” I heard Michael urge Tony. “Fucking pull out. Take that condom off and shoot on her tits.” Tony pulled out of my cunt just in time. I shrieked at the top of my voice as I came and shot cum forward about six or seven feet.

My name is John and it has been a year since my wife passed away and it was now time for me to get on with my life. I am in my 50’s so I had a lot of living to do.

I decided to sell my house and move into a modular home at the Lake Como nudist resort in Lutz, Florida.

I mentioned this to my close friend Lisa, who has joined me at the resort several times. When I told her my plans, she asked if she could move in with me as she was tired of the rat race she was in at work. I told her it would be terrific if she joined me and we made plans to move in together.

Lisa is in her early 50’s. She has long, black curly hair, a nice shapely body, big tits and big nipples. She looks like a cross between Nancy McKeon and Linda Hamilton. She keeps herself neatly trimmed in the right area.

One weekend, I went to Lake Como to look at a couple of properties at the resort. After looking at a couple, I found the right house. The house was on the lake, had 2 bedrooms and 2 baths, all new appliances, a car port, a small hot tub and other amenities.

I took some pictures and sent them to Lisa, who loved the place and told me to get it and I did.

I closed the deal and was going to move in as soon as my house was sold, which was in contract and expected to have a closing date in two weeks.

In the meantime, Lisa was preparing to come down and made all her arrangements.

Two weeks came and went and I sold my house and hired a mover and set the date, which was in two days.

The movers came, packed my stuff and off we went to my new life as a full time nudist, with my good friend Lisa joining me.

The house was all set up and I was finally able to start my new life. Lisa was on her way and I could not be more excited.

The next day, Lisa arrived and she got settled in. She put her things in the second bedroom and she loved the place.

I was already nude when she arrived and she joined me in donning her clothes once she finished putting her things away. Lisa looked even more beautiful than I remembered.

We decided to take a walk around the resort and for the first time, she walked with me completely nude instead of wearing a cover-up. She kept saying that she loved the resort and was so glad I decided to live here and that she was with me.

After about two hours, we made our way back to the house in order to get ready to go to dinner at the resort’s restaurant.

I told Lisa she could shower first and she said she would like me to join her. I never, ever refuse a request like that from Lisa and followed her to the shower.

Now, let me set things straight so you understand. I got Lisa into nudity a few years ago and she has embraced it with me. We are close friends and, once in awhile, while at Como sharing a bed, sex between us has happened. We are comfortable enough for each one of us to have our own sex partners without the other being jealous. And neither one of owns the other. Both of us love sex and trying new things. I am bi but Lisa isn’t. Got it?

As we showered, Lisa told me she was glad that I decided to move on with my life and that if I ever needed anything, to let her know. We washed each other up and before we left the shower, I gave her a kiss and we hugged.

We dressed and went to dinner. At dinner, we met a couple that we knew from our previous stays at Como. The woman’s name was Diane and her husband’s name was Tom. Diane was in her late 40’s, has blond hair and blue eyes. She has an athletic body and tits that really stand out from her frame and her pussy was nice and smooth. Tom looked like he was in his early 50’s and had a nice cock and a big pair of balls that hung nicely under his cock. He was completely smooth, as well.

We told them that Lisa and I just moved in and they were elated and said they would introduce us to the other members of Como. The rest of the dinner we just talked about how we all loved being naked and planned on enjoying it to the fullest. We exchanged telephone numbers and Diane said she would take us out in the morning to meet some of their friends.

After dinner, Lisa and I went back to the house and undressed and relaxed. We shared some wine and cuddled on the sofa as we watched tv.

Although I did not plan it or tried to cover up, my cock soon was quickly on the rise and I know Lisa saw but she did not say anything. I turned to her and apologized. She looked at me and just said that she expects to see more of my hard cock while she lives with me and smiled.

As we watched tv snd had some wine, I felt Lisa’s hand move over to my thigh and upward to my balls. I looked at her and she smiled and nodded her head yes and placed her hand on my swollen cock. Her hand felt nice around my cock and she started jerking my cock ever so slowly.

As she was jerking my cock, I moved my hand to her tit to play with it and she just said yes. It wasn’t too long before my mouth was engulfing her nipple and sucking it as it grew harder in my mouth.

It didn’t take long before I told taksim escort Lisa I was going to cum. She kept jerking my cock and turned to me and kissed me; her tongue went deep in my mouth. As we kissed, my cock exploded and my cum shot up onto her stomach and her tits. We hugged for a long time as my cock spurt out the last drops of my cum.

Lisa looked down at the mess we created and we both smiled. I got up to get a towel to clean up the mess and by the time I got back, Lisa had scooped up my cum and swallowed it all down.

She looked up at me with a sly grin and asked what bedroom did I want to use, as she stood up. I told her we could use my bedroom first then hers and we laughed and headed to my bedroom.

We laid down on the bed and I pulled my naked beauty to me. My cock was already getting hard again and as we embraced, I could feel my cock pressing against her stomach. I gently pushed Lisa on her back and mounted her. She guided my cock to her opening and I slipped my cock into her wet cunt. I slowly inserted my cock until it filled her cunt completely. I started pumping my cock into her cunt and she started meeting my thrusts. I could feel her cunt tightening around my cock and her hips rising off the bed. Then, she let out a scream that she was cumming and started bucking like a bronco. In a few seconds, Lisa had powerful orgasms, one after the other for what seemed like forever.

I came too but very little and my limp cock fell out of Lisa’s soaked cunt with her juices flowing out of it.

We fell asleep and woke up in the middle of the night and went to her bedroom to continue our sexcapade, which lasted another hour or so.

The next morning we woke up and took our showers and had breakfast. We talked about last night and that we both enjoyed it and that Lisa would sleep in my bed from now on. We also agreed that if either of us wants to fuck around with others, it would be acceptable.

The phone rang and it was Diane who said to meet her at her house at 10:00 a.m. I told her we would be there.

Lisa and I got ready (we took a couple of towels to sit on) and walked over to Diane’s house, about five minutes away.

When we got there, Diane was on her porch waiting for us. She looked stunning. Diane came down,and gave us each a kiss and we started on our journey.

Diane walked between us and we chatted as we walked. She took us to a house and rang the bell. A woman answered. Diane introduced us to her and the woman said her name was Alice and that she was a widow. Alice had to be in her early 60’s and not bad looking for her age. She had nice tits and a smooth pussy. I could see right away that Alice had an eye for Lisa. We exchanged pleasantries and then we moved on.

Diane then took us to another house and introduced us to Richard, a young widower in his 30’s who was well endowed. He had a huge cock and big balls and I could see Lisa salivating as she looked at him. He welcomed us to the resort and I could see him leering at Lisa as we left.

As we continued, I asked Diane about Richard. Diane laughed and said that Richard is popular with the women, mostly because of the size of his cock and that he is a good fuck and that he cums like a horse. I turned to Lisa and told her that he likes her and I smiled.

The last stop was at a small house where Diane introduced us to David and his wife, Linda. David looked like he was in his early 40’s as did Linda. David had a nice cock and was smooth. Linda had nice tits and was smooth with a landing strip. They said hello and we introduced ourselves and left.

Diane mentioned, as we headed back, that David and his wife, Linda are the head of the swinger group here at Como.

Lisa and I looked at each other in disbelief. I asked Diane if she was serious and she said she was. She said that the group meets once a month at alternate houses for a night of sex. Diane then said that all of the people, including her and Tom, that we met are swingers but that we did not have to participate in any of that. She just wanted us to know.

We thanked her and headed back to our house to get ready to go to the pool. On the way Lisa and I talked about the people we met and their swinger group. I asked Lisa if she would be interested in finding out more about the group. She said only if I wanted to. I told her we should talk to Diane again. I immediately called Diane and asked her to come over.

In a few minutes, Diane rang the bell and came on in. She sat down and we asked her to tell us more about the swinger group.

Diane then told us that the group is a few years old and that there are a dozen members who meet monthly for sex. The sex can be with anyone and everyone. Everyone is tested and must be clean and disease free because everyone goes bareback. She continued by saying that houses host the meetings alternately. She ended by saying that the current members must approve new members, and that new candidates must perform sex acts with members in istanbul escort front of everyone. That being said, Diane told us to think about it and let her know as a meeting was coming up in a week at her house.

Diane left and Lisa and I headed to the pool and a discussion, for sure.

Lisa and I got to the pool and as soon as we laid down, Lisa asked if I was interested in the group. I told her I might be and asked her if she wanted to try it. She said she never thought about it but it did sound interesting. I asked her if she would be ok fucking strangers in front of everyone. She said she wasn’t shy and would be willing to try it once to see if she liked it. I told her ok and I called Diane and gave her the news. I hung up and told Lisa it was all set for Saturday at 8:00 p.m. and that Diane asked us to get there a little early.

Lisa and I stayed at the pool and relaxed as we discussed the upcoming event.

Lisa and I went back to the house to rest. As we were relaxing, Diane called and invited us over for dinner, as she decided at the last minute. We accepted and told her we would be there at 7:00 p.m.

Lisa and I had some time to kill so I directed my beauty to my bedroom and laid her down and I spread her legs wide and mounted her. My cock found her slit and I eased my cock into her waiting cunt. Once my cock was fully seated in her, I whispered to her if she is going to do this in front of everyone. She looked at me with the devil in her eyes and started fucking my cock and said she would fuck anyone and everyone in front of them. As she said it, I could feel that she was ready to erupt as was I. In no time, we both came in complete ecstacy.

After our fuck session, we showered and took our towels and a bottle of wine over to Diane.

We rang the bell and Diane yelled for us to come in. We entered and were surprised to see Richard there. Diane told us that Tom had to go out unexpectedly for the evening and it would just be the four of us for dinner.

Diane served a terrific dinner and as we ate, chatted about a variety of topics. Richard asked about us and how we liked it at the resort. He even said that the place’s beauty was greatly enhanced now that Lisa was here.

After dinner, the four of us went out to Diane’s screened in back porch which was very private. While we were chatting, I saw Richard’s cock getting stiff. Diane looked over at Richard and told him to relax and laughed. Lisa looked over and told Diane to leave Richard alone if he wants his cock hard, let him and she was ok with it.

Richard’s cock was hard now. His cock must have been 12 inches long and as thick as a coke can. Lisa could not take her eyes off of it.

I asked Lisa if she wanted some of that. She looked at me and smiled. Then Diane told Richard that Lisa and I will be attending the group on Saturday to see if they like it enough to join.

Richard smiled and said they he would be more than willing to see if Lisa would like to do a test run of the meeting now. Diane looked at us and asked it we wanted to give it a try now, just the four of us. I told her it was ok with me. Lisa looked at me and said she would be ok trying it now too.

We all went inside and sat down. Richard’s huge cock was sticking straight up and ready for action. My 7 inch cock was hard and up as well.

Diane told Lisa to get up and go over to Richard who was sitting on a chair with his legs apart and his cock up. Lisa nervously went over to him, looking back at me as she approached Richard.

Diane told Lisa that if she wanted to wait to Saturday, she could as this would be a sample of things to come, performing sex acts in front of others. Lisa looked at me and gave me a yes nod and told Diane that she was fine with doing it tonight with Richard fucking her in front of her and John.

I could see Lisa was nervous but I could also see how large her nipples had become. They looked like they were ready to burst from her areola. I could also see some wetness on her thigh.

As she got within arms length, Richard took her hand and pulled her closer to him. He got up and pulled her to him. His cock pressing up against her. He took her hand and moved it down to his cock and made her hand grasp his cock. He told her to play with his cock awhile and she did.

Diane told Lisa to kneel in front of Richard and to suck his cock. Lisa fell to her knees and glanced at me and I just winked at her my approval. She turned her head and tried to engulf Richard’s cock. She was only able to get his cock head in her mouth. She started sucking it while jerking his cock and playing with his balls.

Diane joined me on the sofa and we watched them together. I was so interested in watching Lisa, I did not realize Diane had her hand on my cock and when I did, I looked at her and smiled as she told me that she thinks we will easily get into the swinger club. Then she put her head down and started sucking my cock with her eyes on Lisa and Richard. I saw Lisa glance over and şişli escort gave me a thumbs up as she continued sucking Richard’s cock.

Richard told Lisa to lay on her back on the floor. As she got down, I told Diane that I would be cumming soon and to slow it down.

Lisa laid on the floor and spread her legs as wide as she could. Richard mounted my beauty and placed his cock in front of her slit. Lisa grabbed his cock and managed to get his cock head into her wet cunt.

He started to insert his cock and I could see Lisa was uncomfortable as he pushed his cock deeper into her cunt. He finally stopped as it was fully in her.

I watched in awe as my beautiful lover was being fucked by a stranger with a huge cock and was ok with Diane and I watching.

Richard picked up his pace as did Diane. Richard told us he was going to cum. Diane told him to cum on her tits as she wanted me to see him shoot his load on Lisa.

Richard fucked her furiously and pulled his cock out and shot his cum. He kept cumming and cumming all over her body and tits, face and hair. I didn’t think he would ever stop cumming. As I watched him, I came in Diane’s mouth and she swallowed every drop.

As I finished, I went on the floor to my cum covered lover. I told her she was terrific and she did great. I asked her if she was ok and she said she was and that she enjoyed the fucking and us watching and she was ready for Saturday.

Richard thanked Diane for this opportunity and told us he will see us on Saturday.

Diane said we were great and that we are sure to get into the club on Saturday.

Lisa cleaned herself up and we walked home talking about the experience we just had.

When we got home, I poured some wine and asked her how she liked Richard’s big cock. She said it hurt but in a good way and she was amazed at all the cum he shot.

We finished our wine and headed to bed as Lisa really needed the rest.

The next couple of days were spent at the hot tub and pool and on the trails. We met other residents and introduced ourselves. Lisa made a big hit with the men and she was always in the middle of the guys when having a conversation with them. I kidded her that her nipples are always hard and going to get sore from her flirting.

Saturday morning came and I had errands to run. Lisa staid at the house and did routine house chores.

When I got to the house, Alice was visiting Lisa and they were having coffee. I undressed and joined them. We chatted a bit and I asked her if she would be at the group meeting tonight and she said she would be there and she would see us there. She staid a bit longer then left.

I asked Lisa what that was all about. Lisa looked at me and said that Alice came over to ask me if I we were bi and if it would be ok if she fucked you. After I composed myself, I told her you were bi and she could fuck you anytime.

Lisa and I spent the day by the pool talking about what to expect tonight. Lisa said she would probably be told to fuck all the guys and that they would want me to fuck the women. Lisa smiled and said if she could do Richard, she would not have any problem doing anybody else.

I asked Lisa if this is what she wanted. She said it would be ok to have friends that enjoy the same things, after all we love sex and love exhibiting ourselves so this is perfect for us. I agreed with her and told her that it might be fun and we should try it.

The day flew by and before we knew it, it was time to go to Diane’s. We took our towels and headed over a little early as Diane told us to.

We were a little nervous when we arrived but Diane made us feel comfortable. She told us that after introductions, members will pair off and start having sex. She told us we are to watch, then David will get everyone to turn their attention to us. David will tell you two to start having sex in front of everyone. After you have sex, members will approach you, if they want, and ask you to have sex, which you will have to do in front of everyone.

Diane then said that David or his wife will announce your membership if you have completed your sex acts.

We told Diane that all sounded fine and we were ready. By then, the nude members started arriving. Alice came in. Richard followed and David and Linda arrived. Diane’s husband, Tom was busy getting drinks for everyone. No fewer than ten nude people arrived and ready for sex. There were even two lesbians and two bi guys that came in as well.

David and Linda made the introductions and announced that we just moved here and were very interested in joining the group and tonight we were going to prove worthy of them becoming a members.

David then announced that the group is now in session and for everyone to enjoy.

Lisa and I watched as people paired off. Alice went to Tom and David went to Diane. Linda and Richard hooked up as well. We even saw two women connect and two men having sex.

There were people having sex in every corner of the house. Lisa and I looked at each other and I asked her what she thought and she just smiled and said she was ready.

After an hour or so, David got everyone’s attention and announced that it was now our turn and anyone can approach us for sex after we finish fucking. Everyone applauded and stopped what they were doing and watched us.

About eighteen months after she had moved back home, Debbie, my neighbour Rachel’s daughter, was given a well earned promotion by her employer. With the significant increase in salary that came with her new position, she could afford the mortgage repayments on a place of her own, and with her mother’s help, she put down a deposit on a small, but well appointed loft conversion in a refurbished warehouse close to the city centre.

In order to celebrate her daughter’s new circumstances, Rachel booked a fortnight’s holiday on Cyprus, and as I was living on my own, and also as a way of saying thank you for my help in moving Debbie’s belongings into her new home, as well as other favours, Rachel kindly asked me whether I would like to join them. So one Saturday in early May we found ourselves waiting in the departure lounge of Manchester airport for a plane to fly us to the island of Aphrodite.

The flight was uneventful, but the queues at the car hire booths at the airport were long, and it was nearly 90 minutes after our plane had touched down at Paphos International Airport before we were on our way. We took the road in the direction of the village of Kouklia and the area known as Aphrodite Hills, where Rachel had rented a small villa. The area was famous for its proximity to the mythical birthplace of Aphrodite at Petra tou Romiou, and the open air sanctuary where she had been worshipped as the goddess of fertility for over 5,000 years.

We had brought tea and coffee with us, but we stopped at a small supermarket in the village to buy other essential supplies — bread, butter, cheese, cooked meat, olives, tomatoes, etc, and of course, wine. The first thing we did on arrival at our villa, even before unpacking, was to have a simple al fresco lunch in the small garden alongside the pool at the back of the villa. The surroundings were idyllic, and we were serenaded by the chattering of the birds in the pine trees, and the hum of bees in the bougainvillea that cascaded over the walls of the building

After lunch, once we had put our clothes away and stowed our suitcases, we were at last free to change into our bathing costumes, and crash out in the sun beside the pool. Debbie had bought a very skimpy white bikini and brightly coloured sarong especially for the holiday, and I could not help thinking how delicious she looked. The sunlight was intense, and we all started to apply sun lotion to prevent ourselves burning. Debbie asked me to do her back, and to make things easier for me she unhooked her bikini top, letting it fall to reveal her pert young breasts, before lying face down on her lounger.

After doing this very pleasant duty, I wiped my hands, lay back, and picked up the copy of Lawrence Durrell’s collected poems, which I had brought with me to read. Many of these had been written when he lived on Cyprus in the 1950s, long before the Turkish invasion and partition of the island — years described in his book ‘Bitter Lemons’.

As I leafed through the book, I found the following poem, which seemed very apt with Debbie stretched out on the lounger to my left. The poem was called “To Ping-Ku, asleep” and began with these lines, “You sleeping child asleep, away Between the confusing world of forms, The lamplight and the day, you lie . . .”

As I finished the last lines of the poem, a gentle breeze sprang up, seemingly from nowhere, and ruffled the folds of Debbie’s sarong to reveal her white bikini bottoms with little bows at the sides. A sudden naughty thought came unbidden to my mind, that I would like to undo those two little bows, and remove her bikini bottoms altogether. I was also filled with a deep longing that before the holiday was over she would sunbathe naked and allow me to spread lotion on her lovely round cheeks. As I watched her she stirred, and sat up briefly, turning to face me, not caring to conceal her breasts. She mouthed “Uncle Will isn’t this wonderful?” before blowing me a kiss and lying down again to luxuriate in the sunshine.

Soon I too was overtaken by the languour of the afternoon, and fell into a light doze, my mind filled with vaguely erotic dreams of beautiful girls in diaphanous gowns dancing around my bed in the sunshine, beckoning to me to get up and follow them. As they danced, it suddenly felt as if fingers were gently stroking my penis through my trunks.

With a start I woke up and looked around, but Debbie was still lying face down, as she had been when I dozed off, and on the other side of the pool Rachel had also fallen asleep. The book she had been reading had slipped from her fingers and was resting on her breasts, so I got up and walked round the pool, gently taking the book from where it had fallen and placed it by her side. I thought that she would not be pleased with a book shaped patch spoiling her tan. I then dived into the pool to cool off, and swam a few lengths, before going into the villa to fix a cool refreshing drink for us all.

The rest of the day passed uneventfully. beyoğlu escort In the evening we took the car and drove to a nearby taverna, where we had our first Greek meze, followed by baclava and dark sweet Greek coffee. The deep fried baby squid were particularly delicious, so different from the rather rubbery fare in restaurants back home, and the whole meal was washed down by a bottle of the local wine. Rachel and Debbie did not particularly like the resinous flavour, and I must admit that I drank two thirds of the bottle, so it was a good thing that I had added Rachel as a named driver when I hired the car.

The next morning we decided to explore the immediate area, driving first to Aphrodite’s sanctuary, before making our way down to the coast to her reputed birthplace at Petra tou Romiou, where Rachel and I sat by the car, while Debbie went off on her own to explore the beach. We were chatting about what a good idea it had been to come to Cyprus, when she came rushing up with another young woman in tow.

Rather breathlessly she managed to blurt out, “Hey Mum and Uncle Will, meet Anastasie. She lives in England, but she is here for the summer staying with her grandparents. They live just down the road from our villa.”

After she had got her breath back she was able to tell us that Anastasie was a couple of years younger than she was, and was studying in London. Her parents had moved to England before she was born to open a restaurant in Macclesfield, where she had been brought up.

Anastasie was very beautiful, with long honey blonde hair, which contrasted with Debbie’s raven locks. She was dressed in just a very brief pair of shorts, which showed off her shapely legs to perfection, and a tee shirt. She was not wearing a bra, and her tee shirt clung to her deliciously full breasts, her nipples making twin points in the thin cotton fabric.

Still excited, Debbie continued, “Can she come and stay with us – there is a spare bed in my room, and she is rather bored since she has not met any young people since she came here. Please say yes, she will not be any trouble, and it will give me someone my own age to talk to?”

“Well that will depend on her grandparents,” Rachel replied. “I have no objections, but we must ask them first before we make any decision.”

“O thank you, Mum,” trilled Debbie, “Can we go and ask them now?”

Rachel looked at me, but I said I could see no harm in Debbie having a female companion of comparable age, and I was quite happy to have three beautiful women around me for the rest of the holiday to delight my eyes, and maybe wait on me hand and foot!

Without further ado, we all bundled into the car and made the short journey to the small house where Anastasie’s grandparents lived, where after a few minutes discussion it was agreed that Anastasie should come back with us. Whilst Anastasie packed a very small suitcase, her grandfather tried to press some notes into my hand to cover the cost of her food, but I gave them back to him, thanking him for his kindness, saying that it would be very nice for Debbie to have a friend to share with, and that it would be no trouble to look after her while we were there.

After another simple lunch, accompanied by a few glasses of a sweet white wine that was more to the liking of the girls, we all agreed that we had done enough sight-seeing for the day, and that it would be a shame to waste the glorious sunshine.

My duties with the sun lotion bottle were no longer necessary as far as Debbie was concerned, although I was happy to do the honours for Rachel. I was more than rewarded, however, when both girls removed their bikini tops and started to apply lotion to each other’s back and breasts, which was a very erotic sight indeed. Following their example, Rachel also decided to sunbathe topless, so I did get to caress one pair of breasts, which was very pleasant, and not a little arousing.

What followed was rather more of a shock, when Anastasie calmly slipped off her bikini bottoms as well, to reveal a neatly trimmed bush, the same colour as her hair, but with a completely shaved vulva. “It’s alright Uncle Will,” called out Debbie mischievously, as she followed suit and removed her bikini bottoms as well, “no one can see us, and it’s not as if you haven’t seen me nude before,” and she laughed with joy. I was surprised, however, to see that her pussy was completely bald, her inner lips and clitoris just visible, when in the past they had been hidden by her dark curly pubic hair.

Within moments of lying down on my lounger I was fast asleep, beguiled by the effects of the wine and the sun, a soft breeze playing over the happy scene. In contrast to the day before, when my dreams had been only vaguely erotic, I found myself transported back in time to the days when Aphrodite and her nymphs ruled the island, to a scene of wildly explicit sexuality. I was at the entrance istanbul escort to Aphrodite’s sanctuary, in company with many others of her worshippers, and found myself being taken by the hand by a beautiful young woman, naked except for an almost completely transparent garment of some sort. She gestured to me to remove my clothes, and then led me into the sanctuary to the sound of wordless chanting by a choir of equally nubile and scantily dressed maidens.

On a chair behind her altar, in the form of a white and very lifelike phallus about three feet tall, sat the goddess herself, absolutely naked, and looking uncannily like Anastasie. In her hand was a large black dildo about fifteen inches long and three in diameter, with which she was gently stroking her pussy, the lips parted to reveal the pink flesh within.

The nymph who had greeted me at the entrance to the sanctuary knelt in front of me and started to stroke my cock with one hand, gently cupping my balls with the other. As my erection grew, she licked the very tip of my penis before taking the head into her mouth, giving me a very expert blow job. After several minutes of exquisite bliss, she sensed my approaching climax, and squeezing just behind the glans to prevent me coming in her mouth, she gestured to a couch in front of the altar on which another nymph was stretched out, naked, and with her legs parted in a clear invitation to me to go over and fuck her. Her face was hidden by a veil, but as I approached the couch she drew it to one side to reveal her face – Debbie’s face!

She looked deep into my eyes, and beckoned to me to approach closer, parting the lips of her pussy with the fingers of her other hand, to reveal the entrance to her cunt, which was already dripping with her juices. “Come and worship the goddess of love,” she murmured, “come and make your offering on the altar of my body. It is the command of the goddess that you fill me with your seed, and in our union ensure the fertility of the land.”

With that she reached out and pulled me to her, taking hold of my cock, and after stroking her pussy with it for a few seconds she placed the head in the entrance of her cunt and pulled me deep inside her, until my shaft was fully engulfed in her tight velvety warmth. As I entered her, she moaned with pleasure, and kissed me with an intensity of passion which only served to fuel my desire even further. We started to fuck each other, slowly at first, but with an increasing intensity, thrusting against one another in a harmony of motion as we ascended to a state of divine ecstasy, lost in each others’ body.

The chanting of the choir grew louder and more frenzied as our climaxes approached, until with a great bellow I exploded in exquisite agony, pumping spurt after spurt of thick white cum deep into the nymph’s welcoming cunt. As I rose above the stars in the rapture of my orgasm, her body was wracked by convulsions, wave after wave of indescribable sensations ripping through her body. Her head was thrown back and her mouth open, and at the peak of her pleasure she let out a piercing scream of triumph as she was possessed by the goddess.

After an infinite moment of pure bliss, conscious only of our conjoined bodies, we gently drifted on a cloud of contentment, our desire satiated by orgasms of surpassing beauty. Opening my eyes, I glanced up to see Aphrodite fully impaled on her dildo, every inch inside her cunt. Light radiated from her body, and the air shimmered around her, as she poured out her blessings on the land in the aftermath of her own earth-shaking climax

At that moment I woke up to find that I was naked, with Debbie and Anastasie licking my cock and balls, great gobbets of cum on their faces. They looked up at me, and smiled. “Was that good, Uncle Will,” said Debbie, “we certainly enjoyed it, when you came your body went rigid and it felt like you would never stop pumping your delicious cum all over us.”

Amazingly, my cock was still rigid, and Anastasie got up from her position at my side, straddled me, and slowly sank down until my member had fully disappeared inside her, whilst Debbie sucked my balls into her mouth and caressed them with her tongue. Anastasie rode me until we both came in another orgasm of startling intensity, showers of sparks going off in my head like so many firecrackers. As I came down from the heights of my pleasure, I looked over to where Rachel had been, but her lounger was empty. Noticing my questioning look, Debbie laughed and said, “Mum went inside not long after you dropped off to sleep. She said it was just too hot, and she was going inside to lie down where it was cooler.”

Even now after two stupendous orgasms, I was still in the grip of the intoxication that had stolen upon us that afternoon. Miraculously my cock was still hard and swollen, slick with a mixture of saliva and cum, and Anastasie’s pussy nectar, the urge in my groin as potent as ever. What had gone before, fatih escort however, was merely the prelude, preparation by the goddess for the act of worship and adoration which was about to come, as Debbie and I consummated our love in an act of passionate lovemaking where we would reach heights of mutual ecstasy beyond anything that we could ever have imagined.

Anastasie rose from where she had been seated astride my tummy, and offering a hand each to Debbie and me, led us to a shady glade at the end of the garden. She made us face each other, hand in hand, and placing an arm around each of us offered a silent blessing. As she did so the air around us appeared to thicken and darken, leaving us in a bubble of clear golden light. The sound of wordless chanting quietly surrounded us, such as I had heard in my dream, and as if drawn by magnetism we came together for a long kiss, our bodies pressed against each other, our tongues exploring each others’ mouth, face and neck. As our bodies melted into each other we were both filled with the most incredible lightness and joy, and it was almost as if we could feel each others’ emotions as our own.

Debbie pulled away from me, and kneeling on the soft grass, scented with the fragrance of wild flowers, whispered to me, “Make me yours now Uncle Will, enter me and fill my cunt with your divine cock, I want to feel you inside me.”

Kneeling behind her, I placed the head of my cock at the entrance to her cunt, and gently pushed so that my shaft disappeared inside her, until my balls were nestling against her pussy mound. As I filled her with my manhood, she sighed, “Oh Will, that is so divine. This is the most wonderful moment of my life. Thank you.”

After that there were no more words, just the sighs and moans and cries of our passion as we ascended to the stars. The sound of the chanting seemed to fill our minds, keeping time with the urgency of our coupling, reaching a frenzied peak of intensity as our mutual climax convulsed our bodies in exquisite explosions of light and colour. Words cannot describe the feelings and sensations that we shared in that infinite moment of utter bliss, but to my utter wonderment I could feel everything that Debbie was feeling, as if our minds had become joined as well as our bodies. After that first act of consummation, we fucked again, face to face, slowly and tenderly, and as we reached another peak of joy we gazed deep into each others’ eyes and deeper into our very souls.

The enchantment of that afternoon remained with us for the rest of our holiday. Together we explored everything that that beautiful isle had to offer, from the heights of the Troodos mountains at the centre of the island with their coating of eternal snow, to the baths of Aphrodite in the north where we frolicked naked in the waves, bathed in the lambent light reflected from the turquoise water of the Mediterranean. We saw Greek temples, recited in Greek theatres, and visited the Tombs of the Kings and the newly uncovered mosaics in Paphos. We went to monasteries, and marvelled at the paintings of St George and other early Christian saints on the walls of caves. In all this Anastasie was our guide, sharing her amazing and encyclopaedic knowledge of the island right back to the times of the first human settlements.

It was on one of these trips that we bumped into a good looking man of about Rachel’s age. He told us his name was Tom, and as he was on his own, he asked if he could tag along with us for the day. Rachel was obviously attracted to him, and she suggested that he might like to join us on future expeditions. A couple of days later, she came to me, somewhat embarrassed, and said that Tom had asked her out for dinner, and did I mind looking after the two girls. I replied that I didn’t mind at all, and that she should accept his invitation, telling her to go and enjoy herself. She didn’t come back to the villa that night, and from then until the end of our holiday she spent most nights with him.

Left to ourselves, Anastasie, Debbie and I explored to the full everything that three people could do to give each other pleasure. Although she was bisexual, Anastasie really preferred to take part in, and watch, the sexual union of a man and a woman. Through her magic she ensured that I could satisfy both of them every night, filling each with my seed in mutual acts of great tenderness and passion, and from her suitcase she produced a selection of dildos of various shapes, sizes and textures, so that neither pussy was ever left unfilled and unsatisfied. I lost count of the number of orgasms that I enjoyed; in many ways each night was one continual orgasm of joy, with troughs between each peak of ecstatic climax.

Towards the end of our stay Anastasie produced a small double ended strap-on dildo, and one of my greatest fantasies was fulfilled, as both girls fucked me in the arse until I came, my semen shooting up to coat their tummies and breasts, as they drove me over the crest and into the land of delight. The last night ended with Anastasie fucking my arse, and Debbie astride me, riding my cock, and when we exploded in a mutual orgasm of shared rapture, it seemed that the earth shook beneath us, as if the ancient gods were signalling their approval and enjoyment of our lovemaking.

The first photo shoot for Harley was the week before classes resumed. I had no idea what to expect. Harley Moss called me on the Friday evening to tell me a car would be picking me up at nine a.m. the next morning. I was pleased and puzzled at the same time. How big a deal was a photo shoot?

“Are you coming?” I said to Craig.

He shook his head. “Harley never lets outsiders into a photo shoot, even me. He says too many people make the models self-conscious.”

I got up at six and bathed and fussed with my hair, even though Harley had told me not to get my hair done or put on any makeup. Craig had a light breakfast ready for me. I was nervously sipping a cup of coffee when a knock came at the apartment door. It was exactly nine o’clock. I kissed Craig, who was naked, and shooed him into the bedroom. A liveried chauffeur took me out to a shiny black Continental and held the door as I settled into the rich leather.

He was a pale-skinned black man with short white hair. He looked at me through the rear-view mirror. “Ma’am, my name is Nigel. I’m to leave you at a salon on North Clark. I’ll pick you up at noon. Mr. Moss said don’t eat lunch. He’ll have food.”

Riding smoothly through the streets of the Near North Side in the gleaming limousine, I felt like a visiting celebrity. I wanted to wave in dignified style to the adoring people on the curb, rotating my wrist like Queen Elizabeth. But of course, no one paid any attention to my carriage or its royal passenger.

Nigel held the door for me again in front of the salon, and handed an envelope to a harried woman with iron-gray hair and an accent that sounded German. Her name was Greta and she was the owner. Although there were customers waiting, she led me to a vacant chair and went to work on me personally. She drew a photograph from the envelope, a woman who looked vaguely similar to me. The photo was covered with cryptic notes in black pen, with arrows pointing to places in my hair.

“These are Mr. Moss’ instructions.” She set the paper down and picked up her comb and scissors.

There was more to this modeling business than I thought. By agreeing to Harley Moss’ terms, I was going to have my hairstyle altered and God knows what else. I mentally shrugged. I could tolerate that, but I’d heard that models always shaved their pubic hair. I worried about this for a moment, and vowed that if he wanted my pubic hair shaved or even trimmed, I’d break off our handshake agreement on the spot. At the age of thirteen, they’d shaved me for my appendix operation. I’d felt violated then, and I hadn’t cut it or even trimmed it since.

But I was pretty sure that no one would ask me to shear my pride and joy–and Craig’s altar of worship. I certainly wasn’t going to let it be destroyed just to borrow a few dresses.

“What were you smiling at?” asked Greta.

“Oh, I just thought of something amusing.”

“I can see why Mr. Moss wanted to use you. You have all the features he likes. He says he wants to make dresses for real women, not those skinny girls like Twiggy. During the war, I saw enough women that were all skin and bones, and it wasn’t their fault. They were starving. But now those faggots in high fashion want to make women skinny like 14-year old boys.”

“That will end my career before it starts,” I said, grinning. “That’s one fad I hope never catches on.”

“That’s New York and Paris. Here in Chicago we do things our way. Mr. Moss loves women who look like real women, the taller the better.”

After nearly two hours of her chatter, she started to get on my nerves. But she finished by noon, as promised. I was astonished at what she’d done to my hair. It seemed even blacker and glossier than before, and curled in just the right places. When I moved my head, the hair bounced as if on springs.

“That is such a nice job. Do I tip you?” I only had twelve dollars with me.

She shook her head. “No. Mr. Moss has taken care of everything.” She pointed to the door. “Your colored man is here for you.”

Nigel’s magic carpet swept me away to Fabulous Fabrics, on Wabash Street in the Loop. We double-parked escort başakşehir just as an El train roared by overhead and made speech impossible. Inside, Harley thanked him and put some folded bills in his hand.

Harley led me to the back of the shop. “I like to get models to the shop relaxed and in a good mood, but don’t be disappointed if I send you home in a taxi afterward. Paid for, of course.”

Classical music drifted down a flight of stairs. Moss led me up to a large loft with rows of sewing machines and cutting tables. It was Saturday and the machines were deserted, but one end of the barnlike space was cleared and set up as a photographer’s studio. A camera perched on a sturdy tripod, and a large frame held backdrops that pulled down like roller blinds. Six lights were arranged in a semicircle, focusing a brilliant field of light on the plain ivory surface.

In front of the seamless backdrop posed a woman with brilliant red hair and a spray of freckles across her cheeks and shoulders. She wore a low-cut, emerald green dress and matching heels. The photographer directed her in a crooning voice. I listened, but didn’t understand the jargon he used. She was obviously a professional model and did this every day. But I was going to look like the amateur I was, with the photographer having to help me on every shot, pushing and pulling until he’d wrestled me into the right position.

The photographer clicked the shutter over and over, stopping to change film every couple of minutes. I watched nervously until Harley touched my elbow. “Eat some lunch, RoseAnn. You’re going to find the afternoon pretty grueling, and you’ll need your strength.” He showed me to a table with a tray of sandwiches, some cut fruit, and urns of coffee, tea and lemonade.

I picked up a paper plate. “This is real luxury,” I said, choosing an egg salad sandwich and several sticks of celery.

He shrugged. “I can’t afford to do this every day, maybe once every three months. How did you like the hairdresser?”

“She talks a lot, but she works miracles,” I said. “See?” I shook my head to demonstrate, enjoying the feel of hair flowing over my shoulders like a silken fluid.

“Good. It costs me thousands of dollars to put ads in the tribune and the magazines. It’s worth investing whatever it takes to get the photography right.”

I hadn’t noticed the brunette nursing a teacup at a round table until she stood and came over to us. She was tall and lean, only an inch shorter than me. Up close, she showed the slight hardening of features that comes to women in their mid-30s, but her light gray eyes and aura of aristocratic elegance overwhelmed the minor tracks of time.

“Is this the new girl?” she asked Harley.

“Yes, dear. This is RoseAnn Perez. Don’t you think she’ll do well?” He turned to me. “RoseAnn, meet my wife, Rachel.”

I shook her hand. “This is a great opportunity,” I said, smiling.

Rachel Moss didn’t smile. “Perez? You don’t look like your surname.”

“My ex-husband was half Puerto Rican. I come from Irish people.”

“No matter. Harley’s enthusiastic about using you in Chicago magazine. You can tell by looking at me, he has a thing for tall women. I can see his point. You have a look of strength and assertiveness that some men love. But the ads are aimed at women, not men, and women are such a fickle market. These days, with women’s liberation and all, you never know whether the readers want to see the helpless, submissive maiden or the take-no-shit ball-breaker.”

Her language took me by surprise, but a trace of a smile had appeared on her face. “It’s a new age,” she said, “and the days of the female doormat are over. I keep things under control in my house just by being myself.”

She waved me over to the table and we sat down. “And what do you do when you’re not modeling.”

I thought about her comment on women’s libbers. “Um, I’m an engineering student at Circle Campus. Hard hat and steel boots. High fashion hard hat and boots, that is.”

She laughed at last, briefly. “Engineering, istanbul escort bayanları eh? How many women are studying engineering at Circle?”

I shrugged. “I seem to be the only one.”

“Well, this is what the new age is supposed to do for you. You can follow your dream. My dream is to let other people do the work of the world. I just lean back and control things with the tools Nature gave me, if you get my meaning.”

“I think I do,” I said.

“Harley said you were living with Craig Warburton. He’s a nice man. I dated him in high school when the three of us were all students together. I hope he’s good to you.”

I nodded, feeling my face redden. “Craig is the best man ever.”

She leaned in and spoke in a low, intimate voice. “Does he still have that submissive streak in him? I’m curious. It turned me off him. But I was just a silly teenager at the time.”

I tried to keep my face expressionless.

“Later on,” she continued, “I was sorry I’d dropped him. Mainly because of him, I became fascinated with the idea of turning a man into my personal servant. But he’d gone off to the University of Michigan by then, so I had to take my frustrations out on his best friend, poor Harley.”

“Mr. Moss seems like a happy man to me.”

She smiled again. “I make his life a living hell. Sometimes I think I’m too rough with him, but when I ease up, he gets unhappy and starts to lose interest. He even had a girlfriend for a while. That stopped after his first whipping.”

“Whipping?” I exclaimed aloud. Rachel and I both froze and looked around, but Harley was across the room, and no one else seemed to notice.

She leaned in close again and rested her chin on her hands. “Only one thing keeps a man in line better than a whipping, and that’s not being allowed to come. And I’m happy to be strict with him and get my breakfast in bed and all the chores done for me.”

I was in a quandary. Should I play innocent, or reveal what I’d learned about Craig? Best be safe. Sure, both Rachel and Harley knew Craig, but I didn’t know her well enough to trust her, not yet.

“Really?” I said.

“Come now. Unless he’s changed a lot, Craig must have revealed his secret perversion to you by now. He needs a woman to take charge of him, and that includes the bedroom. Especially the bedroom.”

I said nothing, but I felt my face flush. I tried not to break eye contact with her, but I soon had to look down at the table.

She chuckled in the back of her throat. “I can tell from your face that you know what I’m talking about.”

“It’s private,” I said.

I was rescued by the makeup lady, who sat in the chair next to me and went to work on my face. Rachel refilled her coffee cup and added some amber liquid from a silvery metal flask she took from her purse.

The redheaded model came over to the table, dabbing her face with a towel. The photographer poured two cups of lemonade and brought one to her. She was in a short, royal blue dress now, having changed a half dozen times since I’d arrived. She sat primly on the edge of the chair and held the towel to her chin as she sipped, leaning forward to protect the dress.

“You look as fresh as you did when I got here,” I said, trying to open a conversation.

She raised her eyebrows. “Whatever. I’m soaked with sweat under this dress. Look.” She lifted her arm to show the faint sweat stains in her armpit. “Even with antiperspirant. Harley hates it when I get his dresses all stained, but those lights are hot.” She wiped again at the beads of sweat that were still forming on her forehead. “So you’re Harley’s new heartthrob?”

I laughed in surprise. “Heartthrob? I think not, but he’s giving me a chance to model for him.”

“You ever modeled before?”

I shook my head. “This is my first time.”

“You got a union card?”

“Union card? There’s a union?”

“This is Chicago, girlie. Everyone’s in a union. You’re going to have to join before Harley can use any of your shots. You shouldn’t even be here without a card.”

“Well, I’m here now and Harley wants to escort eyüp use my picture.” I was irritated more than dismayed. I hated paperwork and bureaucracy, but was beginning to discover that they were an inevitable part of city life. Things had been so simple in Bitumen.

Harley must have overheard, and came over to investigate. “Suzie, RoseAnn, what’s the matter?”

The redhead repeated her complaint to Harley. “You gotta promise me she’ll sign up with the guild.”

Harley stuttered and flailed his hands helplessly, until Rachel stood up. “We’ll have RoseAnn signed up Monday morning.,” she said. “Now calm down and don’t get her flustered. She’s got a long, hot afternoon ahead of her.”

“Be sure to take care of it, or I’ll make sure your name goes on the blacklist.” She jerked a thumb at the photographer. “Jimmy’s, too.”

She went to the draped area to change into her street clothes, leaving me with a boiling stomach and a jaw clenched and stiff.

Rachel chuckled and whispered, “That Suzie’s a ball of fire. She’s been in a shitty humor since her boyfriend left. She knows how bossy she is, but she doesn’t care. She says if a man wants her badly enough, he’ll put up with her no matter what she demands. The trouble is, she hasn’t found one with the patience to put up with her.”

“Sounds like a girl after your own heart,” I said.

“Don’t pay any attention to her threats. She’s a good friend of ours. I’ve made it my personal mission to find her a man that she can train to be her slave. Then we’ll have our happy Suzie back again. But you’ve come along and stolen Craig. He was my best candidate.”

The redhead came out of the dressing area with her canvas bag and waved goodbye to Rachel. I imagined her with Craig, and realized how lucky I’d been to get him first.

The makeup lady took me to the draped area and helped me change into a short blue dress, a sibling of the one Suzie had worn, but fitted to my size. When I was ready, Jimmy came over and guided me to the backdrop, which he’d changed to a pale blue color.

Jimmy was an expert, and spoke soothingly, almost hypnotically, while he shot what he called ‘a few practice rolls’. He guided me with his voice, explaining the jargon to accommodate my inexperience. “Bring your hand up to your ear and look as though you’re listening for your boyfriend’s knock on the door. Bend forward at the waist and exaggerate the facial expression.” “Turn half away from the camera and look over your shoulder at the camera. Be seductive.” “Kick off your shoes and leap as high as you can with your arms spread. Look surprised.” I jumped until I was exhausted and he’d shot four rolls of film on that alone.

I forgot all about Suzie.

* * *

Craig had dinner waiting when I got home. I wasn’t that hungry, but I was more than ready for the extended foot rub he offered after we’d eaten.

He knelt at my feet, gently cradling my left foot in one hand, and rubbing the sole and toes with the other. “I guess you’re pretty tired?”

I nodded. “Modeling’s harder work than I imagined. I wore twelve different dresses and they must have taken a thousand pictures. His camera worked like a machine gun–clack, clack, clack, like that, taking a new picture every click.” I took a sip of wine and stretched. “I think I’m going to need a back massage, too, but not just yet.”

He moved to my other foot, kissing the toes before rubbing a drop of massage oil into the sole.

“I met Harley’s wife. She told me you and she dated once, back in high school.”

“For a little while. I really liked her. Then she broke it off. Funny she ended up with my best friend. But it worked out for her. Harley’s made himself rich and I’m an assistant professor making barely enough to live on.”

“Do you still think about her?”

“Sometimes, when I visit them. But since you’ve come into my life, I’ve been able to put her behind me.”

“She wants me to come and visit her on Wednesday evening. She gets together with some girlfriends from time to time, and she invited me to join them.”

“I know,” he said, fixing his gaze on my foot. “Harley wanted to get together with me for the evening. She throws him out of the house when she’s having her girls’ nights. But I told him I had to wait and get your permission.”

I still marveled at the power I held over this man. “You did the right thing to check with me. But you should call him now and tell him it’s okay.”

My Feather Girl 03a — A shining Jewel

LEGALESE: Don’t read this if you are underage, if it is illegal in your area, if it is offensive to you, or if you cannot distinguish fiction from reality. This is a work of fiction.

All sexually active characters are above the age of consent on their planet of origin.

Many thanks go to RF-Fast and thor_pf for editing and polishing. Any bad grammar left is wholly on me and my artistic style… and a strong reliance on spell check.

Copyright (c) 2018 by Acup

A word of warning, I write good stories, I hope, with some decent sex in them. If you’re looking for a stroker look somewhere else.

The disclaimers have been moved to the end of the story for my ADD readers.

This is the story of a young woman who has been keeping company with a rather pathetic guy who has succeeded in warping her sense of what a ‘normal’ relationship and sex should be. It’s about her finding an average young man and her learning that what she thought she knew really isn’t so, then slowly working through to what should be a normal relationship and coming to terms with it. Finally coming to be a lovely woman who doesn’t hide her body and eventually begins to enjoy and even revel in being looked at. ___

WE’RE HERE! No more winter, no more THOMAS! Just me and Hank. But now I have to wear clothes for a while, I don’t really want to. The sun feels so wonderful on my little boobs and bare puss. But I guess I’ll have to until we can get to the hotel and Hank can ravage me any way he wants to! But not TOO many clothes. And since we don’t have official uniforms yet…

I woke to… nothing. We had stopped. When I cracked my eyes in the sunlight I saw something that brought me fully awake. Betty arched up sliding her little white thong up her legs. She grinned at me watching her get it just right around her shaved lips, and giggled when I gasped as she pulled her short skirt down to cover it. Add one of my shirts over her bikini top, not buttoned completely, and it seems we were ready to go. I looked out the window and realized we were in the employee parking lot, the sun just starting to come over the office buildings.

Betty handed me my jeans to put on over the shorts, but the muscle t-shirt was all I was getting for a shirt.

We walked around the truck, looking at our new start hopefully. I took her hand as we made our way to the building, “Miss your heavy coat yet?”

Betty pulled me close and put my arm around her waist giggling, “Only when I think about you sliding your hands in and groping me in the parking lot.”

Maybe we should have gone to the hotel first? Feeling Hank’s hands sliding over my clothes, sighing as his fingers slip inside to play with my boobs, and those sneaky fingers that are attracted to my butt! GRIN!!!!

I had to laugh at that. Up north we could stand there grinding on each other surrounded by our long coats, me groping her tits and ass and nobody was the wiser as I pressed a finger into her rosebud to give Betty a little orgasm in the parking lot. Not going to happen down here!

“Well, we might as well get started!” I gave her a kiss, momentarily groped her ass, then we headed inside to HR, the starting point of everything casino.

It was a nice surprise to find our packets all ready. Our gaming badges from this summer there waiting for us. We parted ways, me to see Samuel, Betty to see her new boss Juanita.

Walking to Juanita’s office, I was having second thought about coming in wearing my shorts and Hank’s shirt. Some of these ladies were HOT, but in an elegant way. A lot fancier than I was used to up north.

I came to her door and peeked in, hearing her talking. She was on the phone. She went wide eyed seeing me and waved me in while still talking.

I scanned the office while I waited, much more organized than when we were here a few months ago.

Juanita grinned when she hung up, “What you doin’ here girl? I jus’ got Don’s email you were comin’ yesterday afternoon.”

I just smiled, “The joys of working third shift. I’ll crash and burn early this afternoon, but for now I’m bushy tailed and rarin’ to go.”

She just chuckled, “Well, first thing is paperwork,” handing me a small folder. “And of course Don informed you how this was going to work didn’t he?”

“Not a peep.”

Juanita rolled her eyes, “Well, it’s a roundabout deal, but here’s how it goes. We have a Roulette manager whose husband is getting stationed back in San Diego. She’s going to go out there and be a full time mom.”

We both smiled at that.

“So that leaves a hole there. There are four table managers qualified for that when it opens up. That in turn leaves a hole for someone to move up in tables and/or transfer over from slots.”

“Unless a miracle happens, no one in tables is qualified to move up, so it’s a lateral from slots. Most likely is my high dollar lady.”

I whistled, the high dollar area manager is a coveted position. “There’s going to be some competition over that one.”

“Yes escort arnavutköy and no. If we were in most of the other casinos it would be wide open. But we’re a little more lax on dress code for that area, and not many women can pull it off without being trashy.”

I gulped and tried not to let it show.

“It’s a fine line between elegant and slut, especially here.” She leaned back letting her not so little cleavage become even more prominent and grinned. “But you seem to be pulling it off pretty well,” glancing down at my top billowing open a bit letting my bikini top show. “Not many women would have the guts to wear a feather girl costume without the tights.”

“I… Um…”

“I mean the way I hear it, that nasty change bank practically jumped out and tore a big old hole in those tights.” She grinned and winked.

I just smiled back, “Something like that.”

Juanita as still grinning, “So like I said, there’s going to be some competition for that position… when it becomes known it will be available.”

“So it’s not…”

She shook her head, “Multi department shuffle. Department heads know about the probabilities because we have to.”

“And you’re telling me because?”

“Claude and I think you’d be a good fit, and you’re getting cross trained on the machines. Couple that with a lack of fear to look good, and…”

“So what kind of time frame?”

“It will probably all start to come to a head around the first of the year give or take. Bad news, I don’t have any manager positions open right now, only supervisor. Good news is, a supervisor top end is pretty close to what you were making and it would only be for a few weeks. Add your per diem back in and it comes out pretty even.”

“And since Hank and I are sharing…”

“I didn’t hear that. There’s no reason to lower your per diem at this point.”

So I would get my equal pay in a round about way for the next few weeks, then…

“Everything should go okay,” she continued, “but as a supervisor you’ll need to watch yourself. And there are a few here who are hunting for any chance to move up. Any rumor at all and they are like sharks. Add in a few of them who have no clue that they have topped out, and well…”

“Ouch.”

“You know how it is. Everybody wants to move up, but some are blinded by their limitations. We’ll keep you near high dollar, and use you whenever possible to fill in and break that area. But there may be a few ruffled feathers along the way.”

“Well, I know what’s coming and what it will take to get there, so…”

“That’s kinda what Claude said.”

“He didn’t!”

“Mmm, hmmm, and he said to do my best to weasel your lasagna recipe out of you while I was at it.”

We both laughed at that. Best way to a man is through his stomach. Although in Hank’s case it might be through my puss!

“Where do I park my snow shovel!”

“Where the sun don’t shine! Hey Hank, we weren’t expecting you until tomorrow.”

“You ever try and stop a woman on a mission? Betty would have had us down here last night.”

“Betty, the one who stayed to help you with the quarter slots? So you two…” he was grinning like he had found out the worlds best secret.

I was grinning too, “Yea, we kinda got together down here and it’s been a whirlwind ever since. So where are you plugging me into the schedule down here? Please tell me I get to stay on nights.”

Samuel looked at me a bit wide eyed, “You WANT nights?”

I chuckled, “Samuel, I’ve been on nights for several years. I don’t have to deal with all the front office bullshit and all the politically correct ass kissers. Betty says I don’t have a filter, and she’s right. I say what I mean with no beating around the bush, so nights just work better for me.”

Samuel chuckled, “Sounds like Betty is right. So when do you want to start?”

“Well, I would guess tonight. Don’t have a whole lot else to do other than start getting acquainted with the area, look for a place to live, figure out how this transition is going to work. You know, minor things like that.”

“Well, I can answer the last one. I have a tech going on maternity leave the first of the year. So that’s your pigeon hole. We will of course have to advertise it, but with your experience and our making some specialized requirements on the position it will be yours if you don’t go back up north.”

“That ain’t happenin'”

“Problem?”

I looked at him, and we had a bit of a stare down.

“I will say this once, and then deny I ever did. Your counterparts’ assistant on days up north is on a number of women’s shit list. If he doesn’t piss one of them off enough to castrate him with a dull butter knife, I don’t expect him to have a job for very long.”

Samuel cringed at that image just like I did the first time, its instinct. “I’ll keep that in mind. I know someone who’s crazy enough to want to move up to the arctic.”

I chuckled at that, it wasn’t that far north. istanbul escort kızları “Well if he’s good enough for a recommendation, Claude will know what the timetable will be.”

Samuel chuckled, “What doesn’t he know.”

We made the rounds saying high to some of the day crew I met down here before. Doing the perfunctory walk through even though I had been here just six months ago, giving Sandy a bad time while I could.

I sent Betty a text, FINISHED ON MY END JUST SHOOTING THE BREEZE. TEXT ME WHEN YOU’RE READY

HALF HOUR GIVE OR TAKE, WILL TEXT YOU. XOXOXO

“So Hank huh? I heard you two got a bit friendly during opening.”

“WHAT! How could you…”

Juanita smiled, “I didn’t for sure until you just confirmed it.”

I just groaned and tipped my head back.

“And besides, I know of several women just from this department who were hitting on him while he was down here and he never even looked at them. And you can’t miss Anita when she’s around.”

I thought for a second, then it came to me. “Anita?” holding my hands WAY out from my boobs.

Juanita just smiled and nodded, we chuckled at Hank. She was the one on his crew with the twin boulders, and the only dry part was her boobs the way she was sweating. Kinda hard NOT to notice those things even when she was dry!

“So he really?”

“Yup, heard he looked right past her boobs at your butt. Popped her ego big time let me tell you. But now that we’ve gabbed the morning away fantasizing about your hunk, it’s time to get back to the paperwork we haven’t even started on.”

I got a text from Hank, he was all finished. I told him half an hour give or take and I’d text him again.

It made me tingle a little knowing Hank looked at me right past those boulders. Okay, and maybe a little wet… only a little. GRIN!

So we killed a half an hour. Showing me where I could park my little cart, getting a ribbing on having that much stuff when most of the guys shared a locker for tool pouches and smocks.

“Where do you keep all your service manuals? Your data line testers and all your little gadgets?”

They pointed to a shelf of manuals and shrugged at my tester question. Man, I am going to have to keep an eye on my stuff for a while. Now, one of the guys I could forgive the manuals, because Terrance had an almost photographic memory. He could remember most of the wiring diagrams, and had the frequent problem areas ingrained. But not to have your own testers? What happens if somebody on another shift breaks the one on the shelf?

We were still sitting exchanging war stories when a call came over the radio for a tech to the pits, one of the shufflers was down.

“Sandy?” Patricia called out.

“Don’t look at me,” he called back. “I don’t have any good ones until the swap out next week.”

“Swap out?” I asked Patricia.

“Yeah, they ship us good ones, we ship the defective ones back for repair. Usually about every two or three weeks.”

I just hung my head and groaned.

“What?”

“You send them out,” I said to the table.

“Well… yeah.”

I lifted my head to see five techs staring at me, “Sandy?”

“Yes mister pain in the ass.”

“How many bad ones do you have back there?”

“The usual ten, why?”

“What’s wrong with them?”

“How should I know? They’re tagged for repair.”

Just for a change I looked at the ceiling instead of the table.

My phone beeped, ALL DONE!

Shit shit shit shit! I hit speed dial, Betty answered with way too much enthusiasm, “Hey, where are you?” Damn she sounded good.

“I’m still down in the shop, and…”

“And?”

“And how tired are you?”

“Why?”

“Long story, but they’ve got some shufflers down.”

“So?”

“They send them out for service.”

There was some snickering on the other end, then one of those sickening sweet voices, “My hero… what do you need?”

“You want to unlock the truck so I can send one of the guys out to get my cart?”

“Sure.”

“Hang on,” I put the phone down. “You,” pointing to a young guy I didn’t know the name for. “Head out to the employee lot. Look for a bright blue F-150 with the prettiest woman you have ever seen all in white standing next to it. She’ll unlock the truck and you can get my little roll cabinet from the back.”

HE SAID WHAT?! He thinks I’m… Oh I am going to fuck him until he can’t walk, then I’m going to fuck him until I can’t walk!

He turned to leave and I turned back to a snickering Patricia, “What?”

“Nothing,” Is that all women’s answer when they don’t want to fess up?

I put the phone back to my ear. “Hey babe, one of the guys will meet you out there to lift the cabinet down from the back of the truck.”

“Okay, see you in a bit.”

Well, here goes the first day! Head out to the truck, pull my bikini top aside enough it barely contains my nipples! Undo all but the two bottom buttons on my top and then pull it up so it billows escort bahçeşehir open if I even THINK about leaning forward! Man I wish I was wearing my shorts, they’d be so far up my ass and puss I could have them for lunch!

“Okay Sandy, let’s see what you’ve got.”

We grabbed shufflers and set them on the bench. I WAS going to start testing them… but they had no test cards! DUH, they didn’t repair so they didn’t have test cards.

Well, two of them wouldn’t even run their start up routines so they were set off to the side. Then we waited… and we waited. And in came my smiling beauty pushing my cart! Leaning over to let me see her bikini top through my mostly unbuttoned shirt.

I got a quick kiss and a bottle of Pepsi in my hand, “I knew I kept you around for something.” I got swatted at and another grinning kiss with Patricia snickering in the background. I swear these women are ganging up on me.

“So what do you need?” Betty asked bending over at the waist, her skirt running right up between her cheeks, then looking over her shoulder grinning at me.

“Huh?” momentarily distracted by the view, “Oh yeah. From my belt pouch, the 1/16″ allen.”

“Blue cap?”

“That’s the one.”

I began taking covers off, “Is my test deck in there?” Please tell me it is…

“Yup, here,” handing it to me. Over the next hour, we ran them through some diagnostics with a varying audience as techs came and went on floor calls, some watching me and some watching Betty. Betty was either handing me what I needed or running diagnostics on the next one beside me and exchanging grins with Patricia.

She heard it too, she knows what he said and Hank doesn’t even realize what he blurted out.

After robbing parts from the two dead fish, we got three of them working enough for me to feel confident to send them to the floor, with instructions to run them through three six deck shuffles before putting them out since my test deck was only three.

I looked at Betty, and she was dragging. She’d had a little nap early in the night, and frankly I wasn’t too far behind her, having gotten maybe an hour more than she did.

“Enough for today boys and girls, it’s past our bed time. We’ll see you tomorrow morning.” I closed up my cabinet and we shuffled out. Thank god the hotel was only four miles away. We checked in, somehow stayed standing through the shower, and dropped into bed still slightly damp.

I know I said I was going to… but I’m just too…

I know we each got up a few times in the middle of the ‘night’, but I didn’t EVEN want to look at the clock. And I was going to have to figure out a way to get the curtains to seal better or change rooms. ___

I want to just hop on Hank and scream his name as he cums in me! But we have things to accomplish! I slipped my little skirt and bikini top on, the feeling of the morning breeze on my bare wet puss making my nipples tingle! I grabbed our suitcases and headed back up, the bellman offering to push the luggage cart. I wonder if he might have been one of the guys I flashed a little the last time?

Hank looks all sweet and innocent lying there like that. I wonder if I could slide down and suck him until he wakes up? Suck him down until my nose is in his pubes before he hardens. Feeling him harden between my lips… Fuuuuucccckkkkk.

But we have to start looking for an apartment. I did manage to strip and slide back in beside him, but he started to wake up before I could snuggle against him.

I woke that afternoon to Betty leaning on her elbow, head in hand playing with my chest hair. “Hey studly.”

I grinned up at her, “Morning beautiful.”

She grinned and leaned down for a kiss. “What do you want to do today?”

“You mean besides ravage you?” rolling up enough to lick her nipple.

OH god I really want you to do that! Eat me, squeeze me, make me scream your name!

“Something like that,” Betty sighed.

“Well, we drove around a bit before, but that was as short term guests. I guess we better start looking for a place before our per diem runs out.”

Maybe we can find a place and you can take me there and make me scream before we even move in!

Betty grinned and leaned over to plaster herself against me, kissing me. I reached over and grabbed the edge of her ass. “What?” I asked as she broke the kiss still grinning.

“I got a list of places from one of the girls in HR.”

“So that means we need to get up and eat and then…” I didn’t even finish my sentence. Betty was out from under the covers and digging through her suitcase. WAIT! We didn’t bring in any suitcases this morning. “How long have you been up?”

“A while,” pulling her thong up and grabbing a lace bra. She was slipping her jeans on while I made my way to the bathroom. Betty was waiting as I managed to pull on my jeans, then handing me my t-shirt as she grabbed the keys. In a bit of a hurry are we?

Betty’s enthusiasm quickly waned. After three apartment complexes we gave up on the list. They weren’t ‘bad’ apartments, but they weren’t in the best of shape either for what they were asking, oh ‘and they have no kitchen!’ says the self appointed cook. I thought the kitchens were okay, not too big to make a mess in, only enough room for a few days of dishes to keep the dirty ones to a minimum. My point of view was not appreciated.