Hard On the Trail Ch. 08

Babes

“yeah…you like that huh? Hurt? Huh?!” Daddy pounded hard into my ass as my face was shoved into my pillows. My batman pjs around my ankles and my cum soaked on my sheets. The pain was unreal, but the pleasure had been worth it, “Ohhh yea, take it you little shit. Next time I show up to fuck you in the ass, you’ll be home.”

“Yes Daddy!”

“Uhhh yeah, make me wait around for this little ass!” he slapped my ass.

“Uh!” I had been spending a little too much time at my submissive’s house. Sex with him was different than sex with Daddy. Although I’d tried to steer it in the same direction it seemed to go completely separate. For one thing he loved to suck my dick, for another he was always kissing me all over. And the last few times we’d actually cuddled. It was just as passionate as with Daddy but a lot less angry.

Daddy had come to my bedroom one of those nights that I was at my subs house. I, of course, had no way of knowing he’d be coming over. He came when he wanted to cum. But now I was paying the price for having made him wait to get off.

“Ohh uhhhh yeah, stand up, bitch!”

I assumed the position and braced for the pain as he drove his dick deep into my ass, “UHHHHHH YEAH OHHHHHHH FUCK YEAH”

He must have been waiting a long time cause I could feel my gut bloating with his load.

“Uhhhhh” he fell over my back, spent. As he stood up he told me to stay put. He came back a second later and with a quick slap a sharp pain hit me. I moaned out in surprise. “There, that’ll show ya!” I looked over my shoulder, “Now you can wear that until you have to shit, feel me slosh around inside you until then!” and he flopped down beside me.

The ass hole had plugged my hole. Typical!

I lay beside him in my bed, squirmed to pull my pj pants back up.

“Hey,” he said with a propositioning tone, “you think you and your bitch are up for a little fun?”

I stopped what I was doing to look at him, “Fun? What kind of fun?”

“Well you’ve been fucking for a while now right? He’s totally game right?”

I nodded, “yeah…but what did you have in mind?” Thoughts of Daddy and I tag-teaming my bitch sent a tingle into my balls.

“Every now and then a few of us throw a party downtown. It’s always amazing and the hottest thing I’ve ever done. I was thinking of taking your ass there this time and thought you’d want to take your bitch along too.”

“Sure…do we have to do anything?”

Daddy chuckled, “nah, just bring your imagination and spunk. I’ll leave the details on your night stand.”

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It was the night of the party, I had swung by to pick up my bitch, Daddy was going to meet us there. I didn’t know all the details other than we were supposed to show up at this spot at a specific time and we’d be told the rest once there.

We stood on the porch of the house, you could hear music inside and the lights were on showing many shapes in the shadows on the drawn dark curtains. A man answered the door dressed like a butler, “this way!” he said and when he turned I saw he had no ass in his pants! I nudged my sub and pointed. He laughed, the butler looked over his shoulder, “can I help you?”

I shook my head, “sorry,….. first party!” He turned, “Ahhhh I see. Well, it’ll all make sense to you soon.” he reached to his right and passed us each a box. “inside is your costume for the night. It is very simple, you go get changed, if your outfit has no ass then you are to be someone’s bitch tonight, if your outfit has no front than you shall be someone’s Daddy. Also, you will notice everyone has a color attached to them. Daddy’s have theirs attached to their clothes before they put them on so they know what color they are. But bitches, you see, are not to know what their color is, so if you are a bitch you must come see me after you are dressed and I shall pin a color to your back. Anyone found revealing a bitches color to them shall be punished by all the people in the room! It is not recommended!”

I swallowed hard, “So, it’s that simple, you’re either bottom or top?”

He laughed, “Mostly, but the moment a Daddy spots his bitch he is to bend him over right there on the spot and fuck him mercilessly. It does not matter what either party is doing, these are the rules you see. And if the Daddy so chooses he can invite other subs to join Bayan Escort Gaziantep in.”

It was my sub’s turn to swallow hard, “Why would he want to share?”

The butler rolled his eyes, “Some get off on watching their sub being taken, others are just mad at their sub for something they have done at the party prior to their being discovered.”

“And why other subs? Why not doms?”

“isn’t it obvious? The dom must save all their energy to make a man out of their sub. Now, enough with the questions, you know the rules, and quite possibly your sub or dom have been waiting patiently for you to arrive and you’re here wasting time chatting with me when I myself must go be discovered. Changing rooms are down the hall, any room will do. I shall wait here until you return in case you are sub and in need of a pin. “

I went into a room to get dressed. I opened my box with great excitement. A cowboy hat was inside, exciting! As I pulled out the vest and chaps I noticed the pants to go under the chaps. I pulled them out …. no back. I was going to be someone’s bitch.

I made quick work of getting dressed and hurried out to the butler to be pinned with my fate. after I had an unknown color pinned to my back where I couldn’t see, I turned to see my sub come out with a military uniform on. I could see his uniform had a front so we were both subs. He looked so nervous and pale. I gave him a confident thumbs up.

After we were both pinned we went into the room in the back. It was filled with people, there were people all over the house. It could take a while before we found our Daddy’s or they found us. There were people chatting all over the place, some even seemed to be exchanging information.

I looked around wondering which one would be my dom. I spotted another cowboy in the corner. His raging hard on sticking out of a hole in his pants. Could he be my dom? No way, it was too obvious. He was stacked though, his stomach chiseled. I’d love to be ravaged by him. I walked towards him and just as we made eye contact I turned on my heel and walked away so he could see my pin on my back. He never bent me over, damn, guess my color wasn’t the right one.

Just as I turned I heard a slam followed by a loud, “YEEEHAAAWWWW HERE WE GO!” I spotted my cowboy shoving his dick hard into the ass of a pilot. The pilot had a scarf on like they did in the late 20’s. the cowboy snatched it off him and used it to rodeo lasso his arms behind his back. He then thumped his face back against the table, smushing it as he bellowed, “yeeaaaaa take it baby! I’m gonna ride you all the way home! YEAH!” and slapped his ass. I don’t know if he had used any lube or at least not enough because the pilot’s face was all contorted. It was getting me hard so I excused myself and moved to another room.

I almost ran smack into Daddy. Well, my normal daddy, tonight it looked as though he was going to be a sub as well. He was dressed in a cowboy outfit as well. Just like me his had the hole in the ass. I’d lost my sub somewhere in the crowd and thought I’d chat with my usual daddy to pass time until I was discovered.

“How you liking it so far?”

“Not bad, haven’t been discovered yet.”

“Ah that’s nothing, could be all night. Quite a crowd, they had to branch outside of just colors!”

I looked around, he was right, some of the doms had images pinned to their front and corresponding images were pinned to subs back. I saw one pair chatting pretty close to each other off to the side. They were back to back and so the dom hadn’t identified him as his sub yet. I wondered how long that’d take.

“What’s your color?” my daddy said as he bent me forward to look. “ahhh very nice! I know who your dom is! You’re going to have fun tonight!” My heart raced, I was jealous that he already knew who my dom was. I wanted to know! The suspense was too much.

Just then we heard a whack, I looked up, the two who had been chatting nearby must have turned. The dom had bent the sub over and started to ride him, but that wasn’t the craziest part. There was my sub, he must have been standing near the now bent over sub when he got knocked forward. The sub being taken had bumped my sub who then dumped his wine into the dom in front of him. As he backed away apologizing my daddy started laughing, “oh he’s going to be in a heap of shit.” cause not only did he knock his wine into a dom…it was his dom.

As my sub turned around to make tracks the dom he’d just doused with wine spotted his color match and knocked him over the dinner table, holding him down with one hand he took his other hand to his mouth. Sticking two fingers in his mouth he let out a loud whistle, “Bitches! I’ve got someone who needs a little lesson! Bring your sweet asses over here and open your flaps, it’s time to ride!” and with that he brought his hand down and slapped my subs ass hard. I saw the panic in my subs face. Poor bastard, it wasn’t his fault, but that was the rules of the game. Us subs swarmed in opening our front flaps to expose our tortured cocks. It was then that I realized my fantasy was going to come true, I was going to get to tag-team my sub with my daddy. I looked over at him, he was stroking his cock in anticipation. I reached over and swatted his hand away and began to stroke it. He looked down and smirked. Returning the favor we stood there waiting our turn on my sub while stroking each other’s cock.

My sub moaned and squirmed on the table beside the sub that had knocked into him. Cat calls came from around the room as some more dom came into the room to watch the sub fight.

He had 4 cocks rammed up his ass already and just as the 5th one was scrunching up his face to cum my daddy took his hand off my cock and slapped me in the ass shoving me forward. It was my turn. My sub had tears in his eyes as I came closer. My heart went out to him, over the time we’d spent together I had begun to see him as more than just a hole to fill. We had a very different relationship than Daddy and I. I still dominated him but I cared about him too. I reached forward, put my hand on his chin to lift his eyes to mine. I smiled down at him gently calming him. I then looked at his Daddy for the night, “Permission to lube my cock, sir.”

The dom stood stroking his dick and laughed, “lube away, bitch.”

I knew my sub loved sucking my dick and hoped the familiarity of it would bring him some comfort. I looked down at him and he smiled up at me, it had worked. He gratefully took my dick in his mouth. Immediately my balls tensed up, he was so amazing at giving head. Most of the time he and I spent together I enjoyed when he got me off in his mouth more than when I ravaged his ass. My head was thrown back as I moaned. This brought on more cat calls and woos. I had almost forgot we had an audience. I looked over at Daddy and saw him watching … he looked….jealous? Injured? Was it possible he actually had feelings for me as well? I pulled out of my subs mouth, bent down to whisper in his ear, “These are the rules, honey, but I’ll let you get yours tonight at home if I can.” He smiled and was much more calm, “just try to enjoy it, think of how hot it is!”

I walked around behind him and said for everyone to hear, “Alright, bitch, hope you lubed me up good!” and slammed into him. My thrust threw him forward a bit and knocked the table back. He groaned out passionately. His ass was so lubed up with all the cum dripping down his balls that it reminded me of my pussy fucking days.

The idea of fucking a pussy again while surrounded by all these people watching got me even hotter. I wondered why we didn’t have women in our group, sure I wasn’t the only one who wasn’t gay and only did this to get off. I made a mental note to ask Daddy next time and focused on the moment. His sloppy ass was warm and wet. So welcoming as I slammed into him. I looked over at Daddy again as I plowed my sub. His face was turning red, he was getting close just jacking off watching this. I thought I’d give him a show. I reached forward, grabbed my subs hair and rode his ass, “uhhh yeah, uhhh here I cum bitch. Going to coat your sloppy ass! UHHHHHH” and I felt my stream join the rest of the goo inside his tight ass. He moaned and I heard a dripping sound. He had cum with me and it was slipping out of his front flap and hitting the floor. I barely had time to enjoy the fact that I’d made him cum as I was shoved aside.

I almost yelled at the guy until I realized it was Daddy, “yeah bitch, you liked that huh? Well now I’m going to teach you how a real man fucks.” I watched as Daddy shoved his huge cock into my subs ass, I heard whimpering and knew how much it’d hurt the first time Daddy plowed me that deep. I moved around the table so that my sub could see my face, as I bent down to whisper something reassuring to him again I heard, “oh, baby! Bend over and let me take your temperature!” then there was a sudden pain in my ass as my Daddy for the night had found me. I looked over my shoulder to see who was causing me so much discomfort only to see a huge black man dressed as a doctor. I strained to see his member, it was huge, it might as well have had an elbow. I cried out in pain as he thrust ferociously. I turned and saw my daddy still fucking my sub in the ass. He had a huge grin on his face. He was enjoying this. As the pain became too much and I started to cry, “please….fucking get it over with arrrrr fuck I can’t arhhrhhrrhh you’re ripping me in half.”

My sub, still being plowed by my usual daddy, laying basically in front of me with his head off to the side said, “hey…hey…look at me….focus on me.” I opened my eyes with my teeth tightly gritting through the pain. My sub smiled at me, “It’s going to be okay, just think how hot this is.” I smiled back and then he did something unexpected. Right there in front of my daddy for the night and my usual daddy he moved his head close to mine and kissed me.

“oh we’ve got a chain here!” yelled the doctor as he slapped my ass, “let’s rock these bitches!”

I heard my daddy grunt and my sub winced in pain, I knew that meant Daddy was getting close. I put my hand on the back of his head, pulled him in close and stuck my tongue in his mouth. The pain in my ass was incredible and the more I made out with my sub the harder the doctor fucked my ass. “oh you like it you dirty bitch. Uhhhh yeah…”

I whispered to my sub, “let’s put on a show and finish these ass holes off.” He smiled and with that we pawed at each other, moaning and groaning. Tongues visibly in each others mouths at times.

“UHHHH FUCK! FILL YOUR ASS” Daddy came first and following him was my subs daddy for the night who rammed his cock in deep. My doctor was still pounding my ass. He was relentless. I was not going to be shitting right for weeks. Tears were pouring down my cheeks as he pounded me towards my sub but I didn’t care. If I made it hot he’d finish soon.

My subs daddy for the night was pounding into him now, “ohhh yeah….teach you to dump wine on a guy. Little fucker! Yeah, fill your little white ass! Uhhhhhhhh” our moaning and making out was too much for him and as he grunted I felt my doctor pull out so far I thought he was done and then he thrust in deep with an animalistic grunt. Both doms were done at the same time. My doctor trembled a bit on top of me as his cock spent itself inside of me.

Once they were done and pulled out they got out of character. My doctor complimented my fine ass and gave me his digits. His name was Dick which I thought quite suiting. He told me if I ever got bored to give him a call. I didn’t think I would, wasn’t sure I could handle that dick again.

I saw my sub finishing off with his dom who was giving him a talk about how it’s all just in fun, no hard feelings. He too got some digits and a finger was pointed at me and then my sub. My sub looked back at me and then laughed. They nodded farewells and my sub headed to me, “what was that about?”

“Oh, he wanted to know if some time we’d be interested in a threesome.”

I cackled, “so, back to my place?”

Once outside the party house my sub reached over with his hand which he put in mine. I was caught off guard by the gesture but he squeezed my hand and said, “thanks”

He held my hand the entire drive to my place and when we climbed into bed he curled up in my chest. It was comfortable having him there. He was wearing one of the childish pj’s from daddy and I was wearing another. It was like a little boy’s slumber party only… more tender.

In no time I heard his breathing relaxed and could tell he was sleeping, I smiled and snuggled him in closer. I was beginning to really like having him around. This was the first time I’d ever brought him to my place. I always showed at his place when I wanted to get off, as was the arrangement of this entire thing.

I quickly fell asleep but for how long I’m not sure. When I woke I saw Daddy standing over me, his shape outlined by the moonlight in the window behind him. He was playing with his cock and moaned, “So, you brought your little friend home. I don’t remember giving you permission for a sleep over. He better keep his mouth shut and not wake your mother!”

(cont.)

Cassie and Kayla Ch. 02

Amateur

Glancing at her watch, the middle-aged woman grumbled softly to herself.

As a housewife who led a relatively sedentary lifestyle, Cassie had not been able to completely escape the ravages of time. Oh, she had kept her weight in check by eating right and joining a gym, but then again she had not been able to dodge the appearance of those first few wrinkles and gray hairs. With her shoulder length hair the color of wheat, her eyes a sky blue, and her blouse filled by a pair of full breasts though, she still got plenty of lingering glances from the male half of the population.

Fortunately for her husband, he had nothing to fear of her ever betraying him though.

Not with another man, at least.

Perched on the edge of her seat and pretending to read a magazine, Cassie was keeping a very close eye on a nearby door.

When the door swung open at length, she almost leapt out of her seat, but quickly subsided again when she saw it wasn’t Kayla. Sighing with disappointment when she saw that it was instead just one of her daughters teammates. As she returned to her magazine though, she couldn’t help but notice that the teen seemed inordinately interested in her, constantly glancing back at her when she thought she wasn’t looking.

Cassie didn’t think too much of it, assuming the girl was probably just wondering who she was.

Unable to concentrate enough on the magazine to be able to read the articles or make heads or tails of the pictures, she finally gave up the pretense and threw it aside. What could be keeping her?! She was sorely tempted to just jump up and go looking for her daughter, but vigorously quashed the notion.

Lost in a fog of lust and passion, she was feeling frustrated and over-anxious, but didn’t need to be stupid about it.

The text she’d received from Kayla earlier had warned her that her coach wanted her to stay behind for a little while. Apparently, he’d noticed some kind of problem with her performance in the pool today and wanted to work with her on it. That would have been fine with Cassie under normal circumstances, but not anymore.

Not after last night . . .

Unable to sit still any longer, Cassie jumped to her feet and headed over to the window to look out across the skyline of this city. It was a lovely view to be sure, especially with the sun dying beyond the buildings and setting the entire sky aflame, but the middle-aged housewife barely even noticed it.

She was about to start pacing when the door opened again and Kayla appeared at long last.

Spinning around, Cassie was confronted by nothing less than a wet dream made real.

Young and strong with a slender figure, the eighteen year old had her long blonde hair pulled back into a ponytail and her full lips curved into a wide smile at the sight of her mother. There were dark circles under her sparkling blue eyes, but that was not nearly enough to spoil her beauty so far as Cassie was concerned.

She was wearing a T-shirt that proclaimed her to be the property of her schools athletic department, but utterly failed to conceal the shape of her small, perky breasts or their hardened tips. Her jeans weren’t skin-tight or anything, but were still plenty snug enough to show off those long legs and tight little bottom. A pair of scuffed and well-worn, but comfortable sneakers rounded out her outfit and she was dragging a gym bag along behind her.

The sight of those dark circles made Cassie feel just a little guilty as it was entirely her fault that the girl hadn’t gotten enough rest the night before. As exhausted as Kayla must be, who could have blamed her for screwing up a little during the meet and drawing the ire of her coach?

Scooping up her purse from the couch, Cassie charged over to her daughter and grabbed hold of her by the wrist. In the state she was in, it was hard to resist just pushing her up against the wall and kissing her hard and deep, but there were people about who might know who they were and it was all important that they not get caught committing incest. Instead, she dragged Kayla down the hall towards the elevators at a brisk pace.

In truth, they barely made it.

Kayla had hardly pushed the button for the parking garage beneath the building and the doors had just started to slide closed when she was suddenly and forcibly shoved up against the wall. Cassie pinned her there by pressing the full length of their bodies together, tangling her hands in Kayla’s hair and kissing her hungrily full on the mouth.

Kayla’s hands first went to her assailant’s back as they kissed, but soon found their way down to firmly grab hold of her ass. As much as she was enjoying this however, she knew how important secrecy was and thought this kind of fun was best confined to their hotel room.

“Mom?” she mumbled desperately around that probing and exploring tongue. “We need to stop . . .”

“Nuh, uh,” Cassie mumbled right back, kissing the other woman even more fiercely. “No stopping.”

“Mom. . .”

The Escort Bayan Gaziantep doors slid open again behind them and suddenly Cassie was not pinning her lover to the wall anymore. Suddenly released like that, Kayla might have stumbled or even sagged to the floor, but she didn’t get the chance as Cassie had grabbed her wrist again and was once more pulling her along helplessly in her wake.

As the couple exited the elevator and jogged across the underground parking garage, Kayla glanced back over her shoulder briefly. It was lucky that no one had been standing there waiting to get on the elevator, she reflected, or they would have been trampled!

Cassie led them through the garage at a breakneck pace on the way to the car they had rented, their footsteps echoing hollowly around the concrete structure. At this hour, the garage was only sparsely populated and there were only a couple of people were visible. The distant sound of a running automobile engine could be heard, too, but for all intents and purposes Cassie and Kayla had the place all to themselves.

As soon as they arrived at the car, squeezing in between it and the one beside it on the driver’s side, purses and gym bags were dropped and Cassie steered her young lover up against the side of the vehicle and again pinned her there by pressing her own body firmly up against her’s.

Before Kayla could react or even complain about being manhandled like this, there were strong hands firmly grasping her breasts and a tongue trying hard to shove itself down her throat. Even though she was still a little startled by how enthusiastic her mother was today, Kayla decided that her only response should be to kiss her back and let out a happy, throaty groan.

The two women remained like that for what seemed like forever – leaning up against the side of the car, groping and exchanging hungry kisses.

Breaking their last feverish kiss with a sly smile and sparkling eyes that together spoke of mischievous intent, Cassie didn’t say a word as she slid slowly down to her knees in front of the girl.

Kayla watched with wide and uncertain eyes, wondering if her mother really intended to do what it looked like she was thinking of. This was an awfully public place for someone to be committing adultery, much less incest!

Reaching up with both hands, Cassie took hold of her lover’s full breasts for just long enough to give them a firm squeeze. Those hands then slid smoothly and inexorably down the front of Kayla’s body until they came to a stop at the top edge of the younger woman’s pants.

And all the while, Cassie never once broke eye contact with Kayla, never lost that lively and wicked little smile.

Kayla actually shivered, gasping. There was just something so incredibly, intensely erotic about the way her mother was looking at her and she was certainly feeling it in all the right places.

Cassie was obviously well aware of what kind of an effect she was having on her prey and it was equally clear that she was enjoying herself immensely. She sent her hands sliding back up again, but this time they slipped easily under Kayla’s shirt to once more clasp those breasts – this time though, there was nothing between her hands and the bare skin.

Leaning back against her car, helpless to do anything but stare down into this woman’s eyes fixedly, Kayla found that her limbs refused to obey her commands. There was absolutely nothing she could do but let her mom do whatever she liked.

As she felt her heaving breasts be caressed, Kayla was breathing harder and harder and could feel her heart pounding away in her chest. Soft whimpers could already be heard escaping from her lips as she tried and failed to summon up so much as an ounce of will power.

The way those fingers worked her erect and very sensitive nipples sent such a tremor of pure pleasure through Kayla that she had no choice but to surrender herself body and soul to the other woman’s ministrations. “Oh, God, yes . . .”

Cassie once more let her hands slowly slide down over her lover’s flat belly until they reached the waistband of her slacks. This time though, rather than go back up, she took a moment to unfasten the snap closure and pull down the zipper. As she neared her lover’s most intimate of treasures, Cassie was thrilled to realize that the younger woman was actually trembling with excitement.

And still their eyes held each other firmly.

Running her tongue slowly and sensuously over her full lips, Cassie took hold of each side of her daughter’s pants and gently tugged them down as far as her knees. This left only a thin and thoroughly soaked pair of panties between her and the prize she had come for.

And still neither woman looked anywhere but into each other’s eyes.

At a spot as far away from Kayla’s churning twat as she could possibly find, Cassie carefully slid two fingers up inside those panties through one of the leg holes and was rewarded with a shudder and a deep moan from the other woman.

“Oh, my God, mom . . .”

There were a few more people in the garage at that point, but unfortunately for them they were too far away and there were too many parked cars between them and so all they could see was a woman apparently all by herself and leaning back against the side of a car. They probably wouldn’t have noticed her there at all except for the loud groan that came echoing back to them from across the concrete garage when Cassie’s two fingers ever so slowly made their way around the edge of that leg hole to Kayla’s crotch, still being very careful to avoid touching her twat.

A brief glance in her direction was all these people spared Kayla however as they went about their business, climbing into their cars and driving off.

Cassie and Kayla never knew they had been there in the first place as they still only had eyes for each other.

Using those two fingers she had hooked into her lover’s panties so perilously close to her boiling sex, Cassie pulled the sodden material over to one side so that the cunt she had been scrupulously avoiding for so long now was at last revealed.

Kayla let out her loudest cry yet as she felt cool, fresh air blow across her now exposed pussy. The anticipation of what her lover was going to do down there had her ready to explode, her whole body vibrating like a tuning fork. Fortunately, the noise was drowned out for the most part by the growl of automobile engines and so nobody heard it.

Cassie’s other hand rose now, sliding excruciatingly slowly up the inside of one of the younger woman’s legs until it reached it’s inevitable destination. Her smile got just a little bigger then.

Kayla’s whole body lurched violently when that second hand made contact with her burning, dripping cunt and she let out a long, wailing cry that thankfully went unheard. The poor girl was so on edge by now that she very nearly had an orgasm right then and there, but by scraping up the last of her strength she managed to hold it off. Still, the way Cassie was rubbing her hand all over her crotch, pushing and rubbing against that trembling twat, was very nearly more than Kayla could handle.

Something occurred to Kayla then as she realized that her mother was coating her entire hand in her juices, taking full advantage of the natural lubricant she was offering up so freely right now. Suddenly, she knew exactly what Cassie meant to do.

As they were still looking nowhere but into each other’s eyes, Cassie recognized immediately when her lover finally guessed her game and so she hurried to carry out this last part of her plan before either of them could think better of it.

Kayla involuntarily lifted up on her toes as she felt strong fingers press firmly against the entrance of her twat. The lubricating effect of Kayla’s own juices helped, but there was also the fact that her pussy itself was so very aroused and open and so Cassie’s fingertips were quickly wedged inside. By pushing and wriggling and working her hand, Cassie got more and more of it buried inside her lover until finally her whole hand had vanished into Kayla’s cunt.

Holding onto the wing mirror projecting from the car door with one hand and reaching out with the other to stroke the kneeling woman’s soft hair with the other, Kayla was panting heavily as the older woman did a little exploring as long as she was in there. Cassie twisted her hand this way and that, pushed her hand back and forth, and wriggled her fingers about as much as she could given where her hand was.

Eye contact was finally broken only when Cassie closed her hand into a fist and really started to drive it back and forth, causing Kayla’s eyes to roll back into her head and an inhuman shriek to rise from her throat. Lost in the throes of ecstacy and blind to everything but the exquisite fisting she was now receiving, it did not even occur to Kayla that she might want to keep quiet and so she ended up making a tremendous amount of noise.

Fortunately, the garage was either deserted now or none of the people who were there were at all interested in coming to see what this poor woman’s problem was because Kayla’s echoing cries drew no one over to their side.

The fisting did not last for long as Kayla was far too aroused to have much endurance, but that brevity did not detract from her enjoyment of the experience. In fact, the climax Kayla endured at that moment was huge, easily the biggest of her entire life.

By the time Kayla found herself capable of rational thought again, that magical hand was coming free of her spasming cunt. Kayla missed it immediately and keenly, but Cassie soon provided her with something new to distract her.

First, as she was still holding Kayla’s panties to one side to expose the teen’s twat, Cassie went ahead and tugged them down. Second, Cassie reached up with both hands to grab hold of Kayla’s taut young ass. Third, Cassie flashed her young lover a wicked little smile that made Kayla gasp in delight and anticipation. And fourth and last, Cassie shoved her face firmly between Kayla’s legs.

Kayla let out a guttural howl of pleasure as her mother feasted on her juicy twat, her whole body convulsing again as an intense jolt of sheer ecstasy ripped through her. Grabbing hold of Cassie’s hair with both hands, she eagerly tried to force the woman’s face even more firmly into her crotch.

Though she might have thought that she would have been able to hold out a little longer as she had just suffered such a huge climax, Kayla found that her excitement was building far too rapidly for her to be able to contain it. The final straw came though when Cassie picked just the right moment and suddenly drove an impossibly long finger right up Kayla’s butt.

Shaking and writhing like she was being electrocuted, Kayla endured a second and even bigger orgasm. She would have loved to be able to scream for joy, but couldn’t seem to catch her breath this time and so she had to settle for just gasping and wheezing and hoarsely moaning the other woman’s name over and over again.

Still holding onto Cassie’s head with both hands, Kayla had rubbed the older woman’s face all over her pussy so thoroughly by the time it was all over that Cassie’s lovely features were soon just as wet as that hand she had shoved up into her lover’s twat before.

Chuckling happily to herself, thoroughly pleased with what she had done to her daughter, Cassie lifted herself back to her feet and took Kayla into her arms. She just held the woman close now and waited for her to catch her breath and regain her strength. Kayla, who was practically insensible at this point, was only too happy to just cuddle for a few moments.

The women were so wrapped up in each other that neither of them even noticed when a car happened to drive by them. The sudden sound of squealing brakes and that automobile skidding to a stop was not so easy to ignore though and Cassie and Kayla raised their heads to watch as the vehicle backed up again as the driver wanted to see if she had really seen what she thought she had just seen.

Looking back into the now stopped car, Cassie and Kayla saw a little old silver-haired lady who was staring at them with an absolutely astonished expression on her face.

And no wonder, given the state the couple was in.

A look of righteous indignation was starting to form on the old woman’s face and Kayla could only smile sheepishly as she clung desperately to her lover. Cassie’s response was a bit more forceful though as she gave the old woman a sweet smile and brazenly flipped her off. Seeing her own mother giving some poor, shocked old woman the middle finger struck Kayla as terribly funny and she couldn’t help but start giggling.

Huffing in horror at these two wicked, evil women, the old woman drove away so fast that her tires squealed again.

Kayla raised her head from where it had rested so comfortably on her mother’s shoulder.

“Mom?”

“Yes, Kayla?”

“It’s your turn now.”

In mere moments, Cassie found herself naked from the waist down and sprawled on her back across the hood of a car as Kayla devoured her juicy cunt.

It was a little interesting that they were dinging and denting up the hood of someone else’s car instead of their own, but that was really just the luck of the draw. It wasn’t that Kayla or Cassie was trying to look out for the rental car they hadn’t gotten full insurance on or anything, it was just that the other car had been more convenient.

Honestly.

With one hand lying flat atop Cassie’s mound so that she could work the woman’s clitoris with her thumb, her other hand up underneath Cassie’s top so that she could caress one of her full breasts, Kayla was doing everything possible to make this as good as possible for her lover. She plowed her tongue skillfully through the liquid depths of that sweetest and most delectable of twats, used her teeth to nibble gently on the swollen and highly sensitive labia, and just generally did all of those things her internet research told her would send the other woman into orbit and keep her there.

Cassie seemed to have a lot more control over herself than her lover had and she really made Kayla work for it. It seemed to take forever before she was finally ready to come, but when it did it wasn’t just the kind that makes it into the history books, it was the kind that would one day become myth and legend!

Breathing hard, Cassie forced herself up into a sitting position and threw her arms around the girl, crushing her to herself. Kayla’s arms encircled her lover meanwhile and held her tight and that was how they stayed for several long moments.

“I love you, mom.”

Cassie’s heart skipped a beat to hear those wonderful words from her daughter and she smiled so widely that it made her face ache. “I love you, too, Kayla,” she whispered back, her eyes watering.

“Come on,” Cassie purred. “Let’s get out of here.”

Pausing only to hurriedly fix their clothing and grab their fallen bags, the two women jumped into their car and drove away.

Caught by Dad

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“Oh yeah you like that big dick son?”

“Yes ugh yes don’t stop, oh fuck yeah!”

Little did I know that while that twink was getting his pink “boy pussy” pounded my headphones became unplugged. Not only was that sexy man with that big cock moaning but so was my kindle.

“Oh yeah take that dick boy!” He moaned as he slammed in balls deep.

Being the horny teen I was of course I had the volume all the way up. I wanted to hear his balls slapping that ass as he pounded that boy pussy. Unfortunately it wasn’t long before I heard my door burst open.

“What the fuck are you doing in here son!” It was a shout that compelled an immediate answer. My dad was standing in my door with what was probably his 6th beer bottle. He was in that olive green shirt he wore under is camys and wore his camouflage pants low under his waist.

“I’m watching porn, I’m sorry.” I tried to stay calm. I didn’t want to look more guilty, maybe he didn’t here all the manly moans and grunts. I could just say it was straight porn. Without looking I slowly tried to exit or go back to before the porn became a man fucking a man and back to the video of that milf bouncing on her sons best friends dick after he got caught jacking off in her room or something like that. Instead, of course I accidently press play.

“Fuck yeah I’m gonna fill your boy pussy with my load.”

“Yeah fuck me daddy.”

“Ahhh ughh yeah!” They moaned in unison as my kindle, my fingers, God or what have you betrayed me, exposing me right in front of my very drunk, very angry dad.

“Just some porn huh?” Now this was the type of tone I’ve learned not to respond to.

I just closed my device and put it on my nightstand.

“So what you’re gay?” Hey looked at me his face was red and his fist was clenched. His muscles on his arms looked bigger than usual. After years in the Marines I’ve seen him grow but this display of strength and muscle was unlike anything I’ve seen.

“You better fucking answer me right now.” His calm yet taught tone turned to a shout at the words Bayan Escort Gaziantep ‘right now’. I stammered. I didn’t know what to say. I had been caught red handed and I didn’t know if it would be easier to be honest or not. I had just turned 18 at the time I was still very shy especially about my attraction to men.

“Well if you’re going to stand there like a little bitch, then that’s exactly how I’m going to treat you.” He took a swig of his beer and then threw it onto the floor. Glass and beer shattered all over the floor. I quickly jumped onto my bed to avoid stepping on any with my bare feet. My dad was wearing his boots still so he could walk wherever he wanted. He slowly approached me. His son. Glass crunching beneath his brown boots. He stood at the side of my bed and I just sat against the wall staring at my legs.

“Dad please I’m sorry. I don’t know if I’m gay or not I just, I’m just confused.” I thought he was gonna spank me, punish his gay son. I was wrong.

“There. See all I needed was a little fucking honesty. It’s okay to be confused son, that’s why you have parents. I know you were closer to mom and it’s been rough since she left us but you can always talk to me.” I didn’t know what to say. So I just laughed. He was being so weird he broke a glass and yelled just to tell me it’s okay?

“Why are you laughing?” He asked. Sounding very slurred now.

“Dad you threw a bottle on my floor, I thought I was going to get my ass beat.” He laughed a bit but I was still uncomfortable.

“Oh shit yeah I’m drunk as fuck son I’m sorry. I’ll clean it tomorrow for you.” He looked very ditsy. He put his hand on my thigh. I was still looking down but this skin contact made me find his eyes. What’s going on?

“I’m gonna carry you out of here okay?”

“Uh you’re drunk dad. Youre gonna fall.” As I was finishing my sentence he pulled me by my legs closer to him. My left thigh pressing in between his legs. I felt a bulge and once again looked into is eyes.

“Uh dad…” I was very confused. He just leaned over and kissed my cheek. Imagine that. A grown man. My father in his marine uniform standing on broken glass. Holding his slim son tenderly. He brushed my long curly black hair away from my face.

“Wha-” I couldn’t finish my word before he planted a sloppy drunk kiss on my lips. His tongue met mine and suddenly we were at war with each other’s faces. I pulled away.

“What’s happening dad?” He just smiled sluggishly.

“I’m not to sure but I don’t want it to stop. You said you were confused. Maybe I can help.” He put his hand on my waist and pulled me closer. Closer. I didn’t even think I could get closer to someone.

“You look so much like your mother kid, and it’s been so long.” He grabbed his growing bulge above my thigh. In one swift movement he slid his arm under my legs and held me like a bride. He walked across the room over the glass and into his room across the hall. We were silent. Staring at eachother as he walked. Ive never felt attracted to him like this before. I mean I’ve always been captivated by his arms and rock hard abs. His hairy chest and black happy trail that led to what I imagine is a nice thick cock. If its anything like mine then it’s thick and hairy and hung. Still this was very new to me.

He opened his door and tossed me onto his bed. As he walked to me he took his shirt off. I pulled mine off and he climbed on top of me. Our chests against eachother. We were kissing all over. He buried his face into my neck and a moan escaped me. He laughed and did it again. My fingers already leaving trails on his back. He sat up and I heard his belt jingle. I pushed him over and got on top. I kissed down his chest which made him sigh. A deep sexual sigh. I took his belt off and unbuttoned his pants. I could smell his musk after a long day of work. He was actually only 16 years older than me and had an amazing soft body. Except for his callused hands that were on my shoulders. Pushing me down. We were communicating in moans of pleasure and actions.

I pulled his pants down too his knees and kneeled in between him. My hair fell like a curtain around his groin. I pulled his underwear down and reached in the darkness for the cock that made me.

It was way thicker than mine. My fingers wrapped around it at the base and they couldn’t meet. His hairy crotch smelled like him. My other hand cupped his huge balls. He moaned.

“Oh fuck it’s been a long tone since I’ve been touched there.” He was almost out of breath. I found it very sexy. I removed my hands and smiled at him.

“Oh, do you want me to stop?” I said with a smirk. He laughed.

“Fuck no, please please don’t stop. But can you pick up your hair. I wana see your handsome face son.” I smiled. He wanted to see me. In the light I saw his cock and I swear my virgin hole pulsed with anticipation.

I held his cock again and licked the head. My dad threw his head back. I licked my lips and suctioned his giant head into my mouth like I was swallowing a giant noodle. He gasped.

“Oh fuck. Thank you son thank you so much.” I just kept sucking. I looked up and saw him watching me swallow his cock going in and out of my mouth. I was drooling all over that thick cock. His pubes were matted with dribbles of my saliva. He held my head and guided me up and down. As I sucked his cock I played with his balls. He let out a manly growl as he shoved his cock all the way down my throat. He pulled my hand off his dick and began plunging down my throat. I choked and gagged all over his cock as he buried my nose in his pubes.

“Oh fuck yeah you like that dick?” I almost laughed. We were sounding like the porno that started this. I couldn’t answer because he was still holding me down. His body shook and he moaned loud. Suddenly he pulled my head up and kissed me.

“Let’s go get in the shover bud.” We took our clothes off and as we walked to his bathroom he squeezed my full ass cheeks. He stood behind me and pressed his body into mine. I could feel his thick cock wet with my spit touch my ass. As he moved closer his head met my hole. He moaned.

“I don’t think I can make it to the shower bud.” He said with a chuckle. His breath didn’t smell like beer anymore.

To be continued! Thank you for reading!

Father Uses Huge Asset Ch. 07

Creampie

Richard’s wife Marjorie had fallen ill and was bed ridden for a few weeks. She had been delighted when her best friend Sue had offered to come and stay and look after her.

Richard offered to sleep in a separate bedroom to allow his wife to recuperate without being disturbed. One afternoon Marjorie needed a drink and called for Sue to bring her one.

“It’s your fucking wife again” said Sue to Richard as he pounded his dick into her over the kitchen table.

She then added between grunts of satisfaction:

“Can she not just go into hospital and leave us to fuck in peace. By the way, do you think I’m far prettier than your wife? I know her body doesn’t compare with mine” she said as she pressed her huge tits together.

As his wife called down again Richard upped the tempo and whispered in her ear:

“You are going to have to take so much of my cum and my dick in the next month. I hope that will convince you of how desirable I think you are.”

She replied “Oh Richard, I know this is so wrong but after living with boring Kevin all these years I deserve some fun. Did you fuck my daughter on her wedding Antep Escort Bayan day? I know Sally gobbled you down before I could get to you. She is a pretty girl.”

Richard heard his wife call but they continued to ignore her as Richard built to his eruption.

“Yes I was the first to fuck Pippa on her wedding day and yes Sally is a great fuck but she doesn’t have these”

he said squeezing her 36 FF tits together. Richard felt the presure building in his tennis ball sized balls anf finally he came all over her tits and torso and she gulped the rest down her throat. Sue got dressed and as she pulled on her bra and jumper she felt the cum seep into her clothes. She then went upstairs to help her best friend.

Sue and Richard also spent the nights fucking and one night Marjorie got up to go to the bathroom and she thought she heard Sue groan in her bedroom. She called out to ask if Sue was ok and Sue confirmed that she felt great. That was because Richard was sucking on her huge firm tits whist ramming his cock into her pussy against the door. Poor Marjorie remained oblivious to the erotic site which would have met her on the other side of that bedroom door.

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Meanwhile Martin continued to pursue Kim. She had the looks of a model and the body of a pornstar. He had gone out with some beautiful girls, especially Sally who he still lusted over despite hating her, but none compared to Kim. Martin had seen Kim wear tight revealing tops and miniskirts when with her previous boyfriends and longed to see and hold her whilst she was wearing such clothes with him on her arm.

Martin was stroking her fabulous dark hair and he could resist it no longer and reached to cup her huge tits which were locked inside her tight black jumper. Her hand met his:

“You must know I am saving myself for marriage Martin” she said. “I want my wedding night to be a special one.”

“But you have had sex with your previous boyfriends, haven’t you?” said Martin.

“I was never going to marry them, you’re different. Unless you don’t want to marry me?”

“I love you Kim. Yes I want you to be my wife.”

“I know” she said giggling. “I think we should book a private room at the best restaurant in town and I will wear my special dress for you to celebrate our engagement. You are going to marry me soon aren’t you Martin.” She smiled at him with her deep brown eyes.

The next day Kim walked into the reception of Richard’s office and saw Sally strolling towards her office with her long tanned legs on full show. Kim was wearing a baggy jumper and jeans so as not to attract too much attention to herself. She walked quickly to Sally’s office.

“Here to meet Richard?” Sally asked with a smile. “I know he would enjoy meeting you but he prefers outfits like mine” she said laughing and crossing her legs on the table.

“You may have the best legs in town Sally but I’ve got the best body. Tell him Martin and I are having a private dinner at La Romain restaurant tonight and it would be a nice coincidence if he bumped into us” said Kim.

“Ok, poor Martin” replied Sally laughing. “His fiancée is going to going to be fucked senseless by his father.”

The intercom buzzed and Kim heard a deep voice asking Sally to come into his office.

“Duty calls” said Sally.

Kim smiled and walked out of the door. She had been right about Martin’s father and looked forward to meeting him and started to plan her outfit.

Jimmy, From The University

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I remember exactly what happened after that, baby doll! You were sitting all alone and surly looking at the bar, and I walked right in and sat down next to you. You weren’t very glad to see me at first, but I changed your mind.

“I’ve had a frustrating evening,” you muttered when you finally decided to say something, and I said I knew all about it. That got your attention. I figured you had already fucked Lynn the night before, but one look at your face (combined with what I saw peeking through her window) confirmed that your balls were blue, buddy!

Your whole body turned a queasy color when I mentioned peeking through the window, though. “Jesus, Molly, are you stalking me or something?” you asked. I just smiled and said stalking was too much trouble, I only wanted some first-hand data about what you were like in the sack.

What I didn’t tell you was that I had gone through my freshman year in college playing around with boys my own age, just like high school, to see if they had anything to offer me. Just like in high school, they didn’t, not really. As you know now, I was having every kind of sex except cock-to-cunt intercourse with Daddy any time I could go home. That summer, though, Daddy was over in Europe doing research and hardly ever available, so I was getting horny. Really horny!

I told you right then how hot I thought you were, too self-absorbed in your studies, but I knew all about that type, and I figured you could fuck me adequately (until Daddy came to visit, anyhow). If Lynn hadn’t stolen you away at Dr. Daniels’ party, I would have made my intentions clear the night before and saved you a lot of grief.

“I appreciate your directness,” you said after a moment. “Molly, you looked like trouble the first time I saw you.” You were damn right about that, and to prove the point, I told you I’d go down on you right here.

“Really?” Your eyebrows arched mischievously, the way I just adore. “Shall I just whip it out on the bar, then?” Your dick bulged through the front of your shorts very appetizingly, I recall.

Nothing so obvious, I said, just meet me in the men’s room in five minutes. I got up to pee and then put on three of the loudest songs the jukebox had, right in a row. I didn’t think we’d need all that much time, though it was wise of me to drown out the sound. I sauntered into the john a full minute before I said I would, but you were ready.

Lynn, that stupid cock-tease psycho! She had no idea what she was passing up that night; I knew that even before I unzipped your shorts and pulled them down your hips to reveal that dick I would worship for the rest of my days. You were already big and hard when your shorts hit the floor. No, we sure wouldn’t need all three songs.

I noted how different it was from Daddy’s – his was longer but thinner, yours just a little shorter but much thicker than any I had seen before. We measured it later at 7 inches, but you seemed a lot bigger just then, baby doll!

I knew my way Antep Bayan Escort around dicks, but those little boys I fooled around with always exploded by time I touched them, or else they were too drunk to get it up at all. We started making up for those squandered experiences that night.

You looked too damn tasty for me to keep my hands off of! The head of your hard dick throbbed, stabbing at the air and then into my mouth. I sucked you, softly at first while I reached down for your balls, and then more vigorously as I milked them. When I flicked my tongue at the sensitive spot under the head of your dick, I could actually feel your balls start to churn!

I remember you looked down at that point to see this crazed minx with her free hand down under her skirt, frigging herself while she sucked you off. I had only ever done that with Daddy, but the whole scene was making me crazy with lust. Did that put you over the top? One more stroke, then you were filling my mouth with blasts of your jizz. The first pulse hit the back of my throat and I just kept sucking. Two more major jets followed, and I didn’t waste a drop.

You of course were hollering too much to notice. “Oh, fuck, yeaaahhh – that’s it!” Maybe those songs weren’t loud enough? After about thirty seconds, I finished sucking you dry, but your dick wasn’t getting any flimsier.

I asked if you lived with anyone, and you said your roommate was out of town. I suggested we go to your house, and you were pulling up your shorts before I even finished the sentence. I sent you out first while I washed my hands or some shit, I don’t remember. Like anyone couldn’t have figured out what we were doing, but it was fun to think we were being sneaky!

How far away did you live? It took no time at all to get to your apartment, and good thing, too. I was unbuttoning my blouse to give you full access to my tits before we even got through the front door. Where I found the strength to push you away that first time, I don’t know, but I had it planned in my head the way it was supposed to go. Take me to your bed, I demanded, and you did in a flash.

You were naked and stroking your dick back to full power while I stripped my clothes off – I didn’t wear a bra or panties that night because I wanted you to see everything. I paused just long enough stick my hand in my pussy again and show you how wet I was. When I licked my fingers clean, your hands moved to my ass and clutched the cheeks to lift me up to your face.

I wrapped my arms around your neck and my legs around your waist, where my tongue was hot and hungry for your neck. This went on until you tossed me ass-first on the bed, and you got down and lifted my legs straight up to lick the spot behind each knee – how did you know?

And then down my thighs to my “sweet teenage cunt,” you called it. Is it true that I was your only lover with soft and straight blonde pubes? I had let them grow back since my last fuck session with Daddy, and I loved when you noticed they became nearly transparent when they got wet, like with my pussy juices or your tongue – or both!

You licked all around my wet spot while I pumped my hips upward, trying to take in all your tongue. Then you hit my clit, and I had to scream just a little. It felt so good, like Daddy but different! You kept teasing around my clit, though, and finally I had to beg you to keep going.

When you moved down that last time, I wrapped my legs around your head while you sucked my delicate pink flesh – and you were pushing your fingers in and out of my pussy, too! I guess you knew when I reached that point of no return, because when you started humming on my clit, the vibrations from your mouth turned my screams into moans of ecstasy. God, I’m frigging myself right now just remembering it! It felt like I was jumping out of my body!

You didn’t wait for me to come down from that high, either. You just moved on top of me, restraining my arms above my head with one hand and said, “Now this cock is going to fuck you, Molly.”

It was exactly what I wanted, though I couldn’t respond just then. You didn’t wait, just used your cockhead to sop up some of my juices and then plowed your full length into me. I had to bit my lip from screaming like a banshee.

“Fuck, Molly, you’re so tight.” Yours was the first real dick I had inside me, baby! I had broken my cherry with dildos back in high school, but this was so different – warm, throbbing, alive! It felt so incredible – why did I wait so long?

“Your sweet teenage cunt is the tightest I’ve ever fucked, Molly!” I answered honestly that you were the biggest dick I’d ever had inside my pussy, all the while pushing up to meet your thrusts. I was so filled up with all of you, it was difficult to make words come out of me. Low, deep groans were easier and more natural.

That didn’t stop you from chatting away, of course. “Your tight cunt is fantastic, I’m going to cum soon, Molly. Are you close, sweet girl, can I get you off, too?”

I nodded and squeezed my fingers in between our pelvises, searching for my clit. It was easy to find, swollen and tingly. When I touched it, I knew I was close and just a few flips would do it. Hell, I probably could have cum just from having you inside me!

You spun your dick around, jutting into me at a different angle on each thrust, stretching out my virgin pussy. I would be sore for days afterward, but right then, I didn’t ever want you to stop.

Then you paused. “Molly, where do you want me to cum?”

I looked right at your sweaty face and told you to cum IN me. Put it in my pussy, baby! I’d been on the pill since I was 15, and right then I wanted to be filled up with your hot cum.

“Fuck yes, right into your tight teenage cunt!” You started pumping in and out like a drill, and I could feel your dick get even bigger.

“I’m cumming, Molly, cumming inside you – can you feel it? It’s all for you!” And I COULD feel you, blasting three, four, I don’t how many shots of hot jism inside of me. My pussy reflexively squeezed you dry while I was cumming myself. I clawed at your back when I came, plus I wanted to keep you inside me.

Eventually, I did release your dick, and we both fell back to the bed. I was still on such an orgasmic high, though, that I couldn’t sit still. I wanted to see your dick, soaking in our combined juices, so I sat up and examined you close up.

You looked and smelled so good, I had to lick you clean. The taste was like nothing I’d ever known before, and it was so yummy! I think you enjoyed feeling my tongue and mouth on you again, since your dick started to perk right up.

“Whoa there, Mol, give this old man a chance to rest!” Fat chance, pal. I needed to have you up my ass before either of us would sleep that night. That seemed to inspire you, old man!

I turned back around and got on all fours, presenting my ass and fully satisfied pussy. You grabbed hold of your dick and guided it to my loosened asshole (trusty Sam and I had worked out earlier that day), still moist with saliva and our juices that had spilled out of my pussy.

“You are a marvel, Molly,” you muttered as you nestled your hard dick between my cheeks and slid up and down – pushing my cheeks together to heighten your pleasure. “You’ve made me hard again, and there’s only one place left to put me.”

You were now seriously hard as you pushed yourself up inside my ass. Only Daddy had been there in person before, and your dick was so much thicker than his! I took it a little at a time, but the new sensations felt so incredible, I just told you to plunge the full length inside me. As you thrust in, my muscles relaxed to accommodate your whole dick.

“I’m going to fuck you like a dog now, Molly – would you like that?” Your pace quickened when I told you to pump my tight ass, and you did, driving harder and deeper. You were stretching me out like no other, baby, in all ways!

The air between our bodies became heavy with sweat and the saturation of our earlier fucking. Your hands, grabbing my hips for leverage, started to get moist and you started to suck each breath in, harder and harder. I knew what was happening, and I told you to let me hear it.

“I’m going to cum, Molly, right up inside your ass… right now!” You groaned when your dick pushed up in me and I could feel our muscles work together to force your jism deep up inside me. I have never felt so full and satisfied!

You collapsed on my back, whispering old man talk, and then slid your spent dick out of me. You bent over to kiss my back and neck, which just made me giggle. We fell to the bed in a heap of dirty, moist flesh – heaven, baby!

I curled up in the small of your shoulder while you kissed my forehead. “Does this leave us anything to do tomorrow…?” I smiled when I said we’d think of something.

We certainly didn’t lack for inspiration during that summer of lovin’! How in the world did we end up in bed with Dr. Daniels? Write me back soon and tell me what you remember, baby!

Your one and only Mol

Cassie Moves In Ch. 03

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The next morning when we woke up the house was empty. Mom and dad were at work and Cassie made eggs, bacon and biscuits for breakfast. When Narissa and I walked into the kitchen Cassie gave us a shy smile and blushed. I walked over to her to put my arms around her and give her a bear hug. I whispered in her ear:

“It’s ok sis we won’t bite. Much.” I kiss her behind her ear softly and made some coffee. Narissa walks up Cassie to hug and kiss her on the lips and winks.

We sat down to eat breakfast and we told Cassie that we were taking her with us to go shopping when she is done eating. She got excited and scarfed down her food and ran up the stairs to get ready. The rest of the day we all acted like nothing had happened and we got her stuff for her new room at my place. I bought her a wonderful dress for her graduation. It’s a knee length white dress that has a plunge neck line with spaghetti straps. It formed wonderfully to her breasts and made her look stunning.

Narissa found some white pumps that would go with the dress perfectly. She bought them for her as a graduation present. When she handed her the shoes Cassie hugged her and gave her a kiss. It was a tongue dancing wet French kiss. One that made people around us stop and stare at us shaking their head. Cassie broke the kiss put her hand over her mouth and started to cry.

“I’m so sorry I didn’t mean to do that. Please forgive me.” By the time she had finished her plague she was balling. I pulled her into my arms and gave her a hug. I rubbed her back trying to get her to calm down. We walked over to one of the many benches the mall had and sat down.

“Why are you crying? Do you think I would get mad at you?”

“Yes I thought you would. I have never felt like this about a girl before and it’s very confusing. She is your girlfriend and it’s about you too. Last night was so special to me. It felt wrong but right at the same time and I needed more. I wanted to do the same thing to you and Narissa but I got scared. That’s why I ran to my room so quickly. You are my sister and she is your girlfriend. I don’t know what to do.” She was talking so fast that it was hard to hear and understand.

I looked at Narissa and suggested we should go home to talk about this. Sitting in a public mall was no place for this kind of conversation. Once we got home Cassie and Narissa went to the living room while I went and got us some snacks and drinks.

“When you left so quickly I knew what was going through your head. I knew because I too felt the same the first time but it was with my cousin. I thought I did something wrong. I thought I would go to hell. Being the way my mother is she put all that into my head. It is ok. I and your sister talked about it a little before we went to bed last night.” She stopped when she saw me at the door way.

“Look sissy you know that I love you. We were so close growing up. What you are feeling right now is perfectly fine, I understand. I would not want you to think that what I did to you is wrong in any kind of way. You are my baby sister and I will protect you with my life. If you want to do more we can. All of us can and that is ok. If you want just Narissa that is fine too as long as she agrees to it and you don’t go behind my back. I enjoyed what we did last night and I would very much like to do it again if you want to. I won’t push you. If you ever feel like talking about it you can Bayan Escort Gaziantep talk to me no matter what it is about.”

“So you’re not angry that I kissed Narissa?”

“No sweetie I’m not angry.”

“Oh Amber I thought you would get so upset. The first time you bring someone home and I throw myself over them.” She jumps up and hugs me. She leans close to my ear “I want both of you.”

“Are you sure? I don’t want you to do anything you don’t want to.” She nods and says now. She jumps off my lap grabs my hand jerks me to my feet, turns and does the same thing to Narissa. She hugs her and pecks her on the lips quickly. “Thank you for telling me all of that. You are so nice. Maybe one day just me and you can go out for coffee and have a good time.”

“I’d love that very much.”

“But right now I want to take you both up stairs and eat your pussies. I have been dying to know what you and my sister’s pussy taste like.”

We all went upstairs and in my room we didn’t bother closing the door because mom and dad weren’t going to be home for a few more hours. Once in my room my sister rapidly tried to take my clothes off. She was in a hurry. I grabbed her hands and looked at her big blue eyes. “Sweetie slow down. We don’t have to rush. Why don’t you go sit on the end of the bed there and we will put on a little show for you.”

She did as she was told and I and Narissa put on a slow strip tease for my baby sister. Me and Narissa kissed and caressed each other’s bodies. She started rubbing her hands down the side of my t-shirt and slid her hands back up the sides. We broke the kiss long enough to get my shirt off and throw it to the floor. I slid my hand down the sides of her body all the way down to the straps of her sandals. Then I slid them under the end of her long dress. As I made my way slowly up my girlfriend’s body I glanced over at my sister, who breathed heavier. As I lifted the dress over her hips and ass I leaned in and stuck my nose onto the fabric of her thong and took a big sniff of her delicious smelling pussy. Trailing kisses on my way up her stomach up to her neck and again met her lips as the dress was thrown to the floor.

She was standing there in her sandals and panties showing off for my sister as she wiggled her sexy ass while sliding my short white shorts down my hips. Once they hit the floor and I stepped out of them she stuck her nose on my panties and inhaled. She kissed my stomach as she pulled my tank top up and once she got it off she tossed it on the pile of clothes on the floor. She kissed me hard as she undid my bra and let it slid off my body. She slid her hand down my stomach and through my panties she played with my dripping wet pussy. After a minute she pulled her hand out and sucked the two fingers she used to get all my juice off.

We then walked over to Cassie and sat next to her. We each kissed her neck and let one of our hands caress her stomach. Together we lifted her shirt over her head and kissed from her shoulder to her collar bone down her chest over the top of her bra. We fallowed her bra line to the center of her chest. I put one hand behind her and undid the clasp of her bra to let her perky breast free. She was so soft to touch I kissed up her mound till I had her nipple in my mouth. I lightly kissed her nipple then sucked it into my mouth and twirled it around with my tongue.

I slid my hand down her flat stomach to her welcoming snatch. Through her shorts I could feel the moisture and the heat coming from her pussy. Unsnapping the buttons on her shorts I slid my hand inside to find my sister did not have any panties on. I rubbed up and down her slit pressing down slightly to give a little pleasure. Slowly let a finger slide through her lower lips which felt swollen and very wet. Inserting a finger into her hot slick hole plus the stimulation to both breast made her come instantly. She gushed cum out if that pussy and covered my hand. I brought a finger to my mouth and sucked her juices off of it. She tasted wonderful. I offered Nerissa a finger and sucked it clean. Then offered Cassie a finger and she was hesitant but then decided to suck her juices off my fingers. As she did she moaned as her flavor filled her taste buds.

I slid off the bed and knelt down in front of her. Slowly working my may up her legs starting at her ankles, rubbing softly in slow motion. Up the inside of her calf to her knee to the inside of her thigh till I finally flattened my hands on her hips and hooked a finger in each side of the waist band if her shorts. I slowly slid them down her long smooth legs. Discarding them on the floor with the rest of mine and Narissa clothes. Starting at her knee I massage small circles with my thumbs up her thighs while kissing and sucking following the trail of my fingers.

Once I reached her mound I slowly kissed my way down her slit. Licking and gently inserting my tongue into her slit tasting her sweet nectar. Slowly licking up and down the inside of her slit till my tongue found her clit. Sucking just a little bit she let out a soft moan. I probed her hot wet hole and fucking her with my tongue. She started thrusting her hips into my face. Moving back up to her clit and inserted a finger in her tight, hot, wet pussy and finger fucked her while I sucked her clit into my mouth and teased it with my tongue and teeth. She was moaning really loud now and thrusting her hip so much I had to hold her down with my free hand so she would not make me come off of her. I pressed down firmly one last time and she locked her thighs against the side of my head as she covered my face in her girl cum. She screamed out in pure ecstasy as he had an orgasm.

Once she calmed down enough I was able to pull her legs apart I started to lap up all of her juices that I could. She tasted so sweet. I kissed my way back up her stomach, in the valley between her breasts and kissed her with so much force and love. Her tongue invaded my mouth as she tasted. Herself on my lips and tongue she moaned.

Narissa smiled up at her and started to kiss her way down Cassie’s before she even had time to relax. She trailed kiss down her stomach over to the start of her high v-line at her hips following that line to her pubic bone the going to the other side following the line but this time she didn’t stop she kissed and licks straight to my sister’s delicious pussy. Cassie was moaning and wiggling around while my girlfriend ate her out and lavished her beautiful globes with my tongue. Soon I felt my sister’s body tense up as she screamed out Narissa’s name in pleasure. I quickly covered her lips with mine to muffle some of the sounds she was making. Narissa joined me up on the bed on the other side of my sister smiled at her and said…

“See I told you we wouldn’t bite.” She kissed her softly. We heard a car door shut so we quickly got dressed and ran downstairs to make it look like we were watching TV.

Mom and dad came in with gift bags in their hands, mom had two and dad had one. They walked in the living room and gave us this look that made us all giggle.

“I know we didn’t get you anything for a house warming gift Amber so we wanted to get each one of you some things for the house. Narissa we want you to know that no matter what you are part of this family. You have a home here and you are always welcome. We will love and treat you like our daughter.” She said with a look in her eyes that almost made me cry. She handed me one of the bags and one to Narissa. She then turned to Cassie. “My dear Cassie…” She let out a slow sigh, “We know that you want to go out to the big city in two days and while we are sad to see you go and we want to lock you in your room to keep you safe we know that we can’t do that. You will have to leave eventually because you start school in the fall. We will miss you dearly and we know your sister will keep you safe so we must let you go. All of you must come back here as often as possible to visit us. Do you understand me that means all of you?” As she said the last sentence she put her hands on her hips and gave us this look and we each said yes.

Dad handed Cassie the bag he was holding. We each opened out bags. Mine had several candles in it. Mom knew I liked to burn candles. I got up hugged both mom and dad and said thanks. Narissa opened her bag and her face turned beat red. I have never seen her blush and this was past blushing she was so red. She slowly pulled out this sexy blue silk and lace nightie outfit. Mom looked at her and smiled dad looked embarrassed and he too was a bit red in the face. For the first time since they came home dad spoke. “We figured you could use some sexy outfits to wear for Amber every now then. There is more than just the one in there but you don’t have to pull all out.”

“But mom… Who would do something like that? Why did you get my girlfriend something like that. You’re my mother I don’t want you all to know about what we do. That’s just weird.”

“Actually Amber it was your father who pick them out not me.” Mom said.

“Ugh! Dad!”

“It’s ok Amber really. Thank you very much they are very sexy we be sure to use them.” She got up and gave my mom a hug then walked over to dad gave him a hug and a kiss on the check. She then whispered something in his ear and he got red again. She then knelt in front of me kissed me deeply the whispered in my ear “stop it, its ok really. Just wait till you see what else is in that bag.” She kissed me again then sat down beside me and held onto my hand.

Next it was Cassie’s turn. She dumped the bag on the coffee table and started to laugh. On the table laid boxes of condoms a vibrator and different kinds of lubes. I stared at the table shocked. Then looked at mom and dad. Then at Cassie then back at mom and dad. Cassie found this funny. She couldn’t stop laughing. I however did not this was private stuff. Ones parents shouldn’t be buying this stuff. I was about to say something and they all knew it. Narissa spoke up first. She knew what I was about to say and stopped me before I could.

“Now amber I know what you are about to say, and before you say it I’m telling you not to. We are all adults here and yes they may be your mother and father but they are looking out for her safety. That want her to be prepared. She obviously does not have any problems with it. So please don’t say anything. Ok”

“But Narissa…”

“No Amber! Don’t…”

To be continued…

Inside Eve’s House

Ass

The sun shone into the building’s courtyard, bringing the rose colored walls alive with warmth. Everything was beautiful. The courtyard had all manner of flowers and bushes, arranged to form a circular seating area where the tenants could sit on the benches or lie down on a patch of grass which was in the middle. The building itself was an old Spanish mansion that had once belong to a Don, back when Mexico owned this part of the U.S. The mansion survived many minor disasters managing to make it to this century, remaining abandoned for a time.

My mother purchased the building back in the late sixties, before the community became a tourist destination. After the renovations to make the rooms into apartments, mom was able to recover her investment by renting. She put most of her profits back into maintaining her building. The tenants would also help out with the smaller things. The care and dedication that went into the building soon made it a privilege to live there.

Mostly women live here and there is a good reason for this, mom is a feminist, combat boot wearing, short hair, man hating feminist. The women here are the independent “do-it-yourself” types, so they gladly get their hands dirty and take charge. The only men mom has ever associated with have been gay after my father left, leaving mom with a bun in the oven. This did nothing to improve her views on men, so when time came to rent out the apartments, mom favored strong single women or married couples where the woman clearly wears the pants. The tenants, meaning the women, love this about her, and have dubbed the building “Eve’s House”.

There are three men, including myself living in the building. Brain is a city planner; he lives with his Hispanic wife Gloria in apartment 5C. I rarely see him because his work keeps him out of town quite a bit. Stuart, 2A, is staying with his friend indefinitely at this point. His wife, Michelle, caught Stuart on top of his secretary. Refusing to divorce him, she strings him along, letting him try to make it up to her and get back into her favor. Then there’s Greg. Greg is dead, he lives in a little urn in the living room of 4C. You wouldn’t know Greg is dead the way his wife, Jennifer, acts. It is really kind of creepy.

That leaves me, Jude, and I am not a man, I am an eighteen year old boy. I am a boy thanks to my mom and her feminist rearing methods. This is her theory in a nut shell: men are evil, so boys, not yet men are not yet evil. Crazy isn’t it? Believe me when I tell you there is a lot more of where that came from. That’s the story of my life; mom wanted a girl and got a boy, so she worked hard to keep me innocent forever. Looking back she probably would have succeeded if not for the cable guy. Cable guy where ever you are thank you.

It all started three months ago, during a particularly nasty thunder storm. It was raining and pouring and I was snoring, when lighting hit the buildings cable wires. The strike knocked service out for the entire town. In the morning, mom and I went outside to see the damage that had been done. The cables and the box were fried, the building would need a paint job to cover up the burn marks.

Mom said she’d have to call on one of her “girls” which was code for one of her feminist connections she made at one of her meetings. Going back to our apartment, mom placed a call to her friend Laverne. Laverne worked as a cable technician for three years. Mom was certain that Laverne could get out here and fix it the box. Much to mom’s surprise, Laverne told her she’d been let go, she didn’t have access to the right equipment to fix the problem. Mom hung up the phone mildly pissed. Mom’s feminist view quickly surmised that Laverne had been let go because she did not sleep with that pig of a boss she had. I had seen pictures of Laverne, she was very shapely African beauty, mom was probably right.

With no other choice mom phoned the cable company. I sat there and listen to mom grill the service rep on the other end. Mom wanted to know if they could send out a female technician, the person must have said no because mom started in with more questions. She asked how many female technicians worked there, why weren’t there more women employed as technicians and what kind of company discriminates against women. Mom was in rare form as she proceeded to educate the service rep in the history of women and their role in the last couple of wars. She also said that if they can take a bullet for the country why the cable company believes that they can’t install cable. Thirty minutes later mom hung up the phone satisfied that a female technician would be sent as soon as possible.

Three days later the cable technician showed up. At first I thought I was seeing things as I headed toward the front door. The closer I got to the door the more I grew with terror. Mom was going to be pissed. He stood there outside the main door in all his black glory. He was built like an NFL linebacker, and as all men of such endowments, had an air of male superiority all about him. Bald as the day he was born, he waited for me to open the Antep Bayan Escort door; I didn’t know what to do. Looking him over, I noticed a small oval patch on his shirt with his named embroidered on it. The big black man’s name was Hakim. I opened the door.

“You called for cable service?” Hakim asked in his throaty voice. I blocked his path the best I could. Looking up to meet his gaze I stared wide eyed, my mouth slightly opened.

I blurted out the obvious, “You’re not a woman.” The statement made Hakim pause. Before he could form a response I moved closer and closed the door behind me.

“You don’t understand, the cable company said they send a woman over, a woman.” The look on his face told me he didn’t see where I was going with this, yet to me it was the most understood thing in the world.

“Mom is a hardcore feminist, you don’t understand, she hates men.” Comprehension spread across his face. Hakim assured me he would be alright and that the work would probably not take so long. He also told me that there wasn’t much of a choice, either he did it now or the work wouldn’t get done for another two weeks, which was the earliest that another technician could get out here. I sighed with defeat and knew what lied ahead for the poor man. I warned him and invited him in Mom met us in the courtyard and as I predicted she flipped.

“Who the hell are you?” she shouted. Hakim remained silent as if she could not possibly be taking to him. I don’t know how he could have missed the question, I looked at him and noticed that he had a weird look in his eyes as her stared at her. Mom was wearing a tank top and shorts, and for some reason he found it appealing. Mom must have known the look in his eyes because she was getting angrier and was charging forward into his face. Trying to keep the situation from escalating further, I stepped between them and explained what he told me earlier. Hakim stood there smirking, watching me trying to calm her down.

“Jude. Go sit on the bench until I call you, I’ll deal with this… man” Mom snapped. She had put all the venom she could muster into her voice. She told Hakim to follow her, while I slinked off like a beaten dog to sit and wait.

The elevator was situated at the far end of the courtyard, so the tenants could walk through the beautiful grounds if they didn’t feel like going up the stairs. I watched mom and Hakim take the elevator to the top floor. Even from down here I could see that Hakim no longer smirking when he exited the elevator, which meant that mom was having her go at him. Hakim’s head hung a little lower as he climbed the stairs leading to the roof, I allowed myself a quick smile, told him didn’t I.

The sun had begun to set, making the sky dim with pinks and purples. Without warning mom stormed pass me heading toward our apartment. She opened and then slammed the door closed.

“You’re still sitting there?” the throaty voice asked from behind me. I watched Hakim move around to place his tools down and sit on the bench. He stared at me, trying to figure out why I was still sitting there. I could sense the pity in his eyes and hung my head lower.

“Sorry” I said meekly. Knowing that mom probably never let up, during the entire time Hakim was working. I could imagine her standing over him regaling him with questions about his performance, questioning his ability to do the job. Probably telling him how to do it better, poor guy.

“I know she your ma and I ain’t trying to disrespect her, but she can be a real bitch.” Hakim said as nicely as he knew how.

“How do you put up with her?” he asked. Hakim could see that I must have taken it all this time without complaint.

“Does your dad put up with her shit?”

“They separated before I was born. I guess that’s part of why she hates men.” I met Hakim’s gaze and smiled. I told him what life was like and he listen shaking his head at some parts and looking shocked at other parts. There was not really that much to tell since I live a sheltered life, but he listened, I guess comparing it against his own upbringing.

“What about girls?” He asked.

“What about them?” Hakim looked at me like I was from another world, for not understanding his question.

“Are you gay?” Hakim asked, shifting ever so slightly away.

“Gay?” I was wondering where the conversation was going. It was all I could do to keep me mind from racing, why was he asking me this? Did this big black man find something attractive about me? I’ve never been hit on by a guy before; well I’ve never been hit on period.

“No… sorry.” I said in the most convincing, manliest tone I could muster. I noticed Hakim looking at me with a puzzled look. I turned to see how the big guy would take it.

“Wha? Oh hells no, don’t even think that shit.” Hakim nearly shouted when he understood what I thought he asked me. The two of us visibly relaxed back on benches.

“What I wanted to know is if you been with any girls? You know fucked them?”

“No! Never!” My forceful answer is not something Hakim was expecting to hear. An adamant virgin at eighteen, who ever heard of such a thing. Hakim obviously needed further explanation because he never met someone that made sex sound like a disease.

“Mom said that it should only be done when a woman is ready for a baby, and that I am not ready to take care of the child, while the woman is working.” repeating the words as if I was being quizzed by mom.

“Mom also said that men done even get that right, so it is up to the woman to do it.” Hakim sat there with his mouth opened, then started to laugh, a loud booming laugh. I didn’t understand what he found so funny. The sound of his laughing brought mom out of the apartment, hair wet from the shower she took.

“What are you still doing here!?” she demanded

“Jude stop taking this, man. Go inside and get to bed.”

I started to get up, when I heard Hakim say “You got it wrong.” My mom waited for Hakim to gather his things with growing fury. As cool as ice Hakim took his time on purpose, after all what was my mom going to do? Hit him?

“You better make sure the cable boxes are here for my tenants by tomorrow.” mom snapped. From inside I watched mom lead Hakim to the door, and was amazed by what happened next. As they got close to the door Hakim slapped my mom’s ass. The look on her face screamed murder. I though her eye were going to pop out of her head, Hakim calmly let himself out as it was the most natural thing in the world. Mom stood there trembling with loathing for men, especially this one. To angry to shout she turned and marched back toward the apartment.

I made a bee-line toward my room before mom came back in. In the quiet I heard the door slam shut and a short while later the shower come on. The next day found me with extra chores, which meant mom was still upset about me sitting with Hakim.

“The extra work will help you forget whatever that creature told you last night.” I tried to raise my voice in protest, but remained silent and looked down at the floor and got to work. Mom was right, between the painting, sweeping, mopping and polishing I was ready to forget my own name. I dragged my way back into the apartment when I heard the door rang. I figured I would let mom answer, then it dawned on me that I saw her leave earlier. I picked myself up, strolled to the door annoyed and hoping whoever it was would go away.

Reaching the door, I instantly recognized the figured outside the main door. Hakim was back. Part of me wanted to run and hide, in case mom was hiding and watching in the bushes. I opened the door and Hakim smiled at me. The first thing he wanted to know was if my mother was home. He must have something wrong with him, I thought, why would he want to see her and repeat yesterday. I told him that she had stepped out, and for a brief instant he look crestfallen, but he quickly recovered when he rolled in the cable boxes in on a dolly. Stopping at my door, he looked around like a giant kid about to reveal a grand secret.

“This top box is for you.” He said with a devilish glee. I looked at it curiously. Hakim then placed two controls in my hand. One was smaller than the other, the small one had the basics, an on/off button, channel, volume and mute. The larger one had all these buttons I had never see before, channel guide, information button, the works.

“Keep the larger remote for yourself and don’t let your mom find it.” Hakim reached into his back pocket and pulled out a folded piece of paper.

“These are the code with the channels next to them.” Hakim handed them to me as if passing on a family heirloom.

“Watch them whenever you’re home alone.” With that Hakim clapped me on my shoulder and left. I felt as if I had been entrusted with a great secret. I took the dolly inside and quickly set about connecting my special box. I don’t know why but I was scared. I checked the window to see if mom’s pick-up was anywhere insight. Finally summoning up enough courage I sat down and turned the TV on. The channels changed before my eyes, until the numbers reached 97. The screen went blank, and then white words appeared on the black screen. Code? I looked at the control searching for the appropriate button, and then it hit me. I took out the paper and entered the four digits.

I watched and waited, a show was already in progress. The guys on screen drove a convertible with top down, they didn’t seem to be going anywhere in particular. The guys continued on their way, until they spotted a young Asian girl. My eyes grew wide when I saw her. The Asian girl didn’t look anything like the Asian girls at school. This Asian girl had short cropped hair brushed to one side, she couldn’t be tall than five three, five four tops. Yet she had the biggest, juiciest tits that struggled to get out of her white top. As if that was not enough, her plaid skirt barely covered her ample ass. She completed her school uniform with knee high socks covering just enough of her gorgeous legs.

The drivers pulled the convertible up and drove besides her trying to get her attention. I kept my eyes fixated on her body, never knowing that girl could look like that. I began feeling a strange sensation growing within. I shifted on the sofa, adjusting myself. The guys finally succeed in getting the Asian girls attention. She coyly walked over and smiled. I watch the guys flirt with her, and then she spoke.

“You guys like what you see?” she asked, her Chinese accent subtly coming through. The feeling in my crotch grew stronger, I felt myself stiffen even more. The Asian girl leaned over give everyone a treat. Her tits pressed against the shirt, pulling the cloth apart, the buttons barely holding. The man talking to her, lick his lips as if he was about to be served a steak dinner.

“I like what I see” the man said. “Why don’t you let us give you a little ride?”

The girl giggled “I do not want a little ride, I want a big hard ride” She licked her shinning red lips, and the sensation grew ten fold. It hurt to be seated, yet I couldn’t stand. I undid my pants to see my pecker pushing its way out of my shorts, larger than I ever seen it. This girl had done nothing more than lick her lips and I grew to this size. I didn’t know what to do; I put my finger tip in my mouth and bit hoping that the pain would help me forget the feeling in my crotch, but it didn’t, I watched on.

The men where driving along with the hottest Asian girl in the world. The girl and a guy sat in the back now. The Asian girl sat with her legs slightly parted. The man needed no further invitation. He placed his hand on her knee and ran it up her leg.

“Ummm…that’s nice, play with my pussy mister.” The man rubbed her pussy through her panties. The girl placed her hand on his crotch. The swell of my cock continued. I sat there watching and biting my finger tip.

“Let me see that cock of yours.” the girl pulled the guys cock right out of his shorts. “I like your cock. You like if I suck it?”

My word! Women talk like this? I thought. She placed his head to her shinny lips and kissed it. The man put his hand on the back of her head and nudged it down, his head pasted her lips and she gasped opening her mouth wider. He still pushed, his shaft was now half way in her mouth and going deeper. He pushed again until her lips touched the base. She squeezed her mouth closed sucking hard, leaving her lipstick mark. She pulled off leaving his cock slick with spit.

“I can tell you want to fuck my mouth.” The guy nodded in agreement. She apparently needed to get comfortable, because she began to open her blouse. Her tits were creamy white with perfect brown nipples that peeked over her bra. She pulled the out further, the guy was barely able to hold them with is hands. He bent over and ran his tongue over her nipples. She moaned softly. The luck bastard flicked his tongue over them and she loved it. I was turning blue but I didn’t dare blink.

“Gimme that cock, I wanna suck more” she said as she pushed him away. He leaned back and let her have a go.

“You hold my head, and fuck my mouth” she smiled and with pure lust added “you cum I swallow.”

I was huge and in pain, I didn’t know what she meant by swallowing, but the way she said it was making my blood boil. I forgot the pain again and watched. He placed his hands on the sides of her head and began moving her up and down. Slowly at first then faster, and she took it all. His cock was deep, real deep when she first gagged, but that didn’t stop either of them. His moans grew in intensity, her head moving up and down. You could see her saliva running down his shaft, becoming frothy with the friction.

“AHHH…FUCK HERE IT COMES…” He pulled back far enough to be out of her throat, and came in her mouth. Her cheeks swelled, beads of cum started seeping out the corner of her lips, turning in streams as the guy continued to shoot into her mouth. My eyes drank every detail as I watched the Asian girl relieve this stranger of all his worries. My cock throbbed hard, pre-cum running down my head. The Asian girl sat up, tight lipped and mouth full of cum. What I watched her do next will forever be burned in my memory. The guy driving stopped at a red light and turned around, that must have been her cue, the girl grab her big beautiful tits, squeezed them together and let the cum drip all over them. The amount of cum the girl kept in her mouth was amazing. Soon her massive juggs where covered in milk strings. The Asian girl rubbed the cum deep into her tits, and up between them, over her nipples till her chest became glossy.

The car stood there, the men watching the girl play with cum glazed chest. The light changed to green and the other cars began to honk their horns and buzzers. The Asian girl continued playing with her tits, the men watched on, and the buzzer kept ringing. That buzzer sound was really annoying me and running the erotic mood, then it hit me. That buzzer was not in the movie, it was the front door! Shit mom was home. I got up in a flash and pulled up my pants, pain shot through me as my rock hard cock was force into my briefs. I panicked pushing the button to open the door before I was straightened out. Mom was coming. I did the best I could to tame my monster and hid the remote in my back pocket.

First Time Naked In Public

Blowjob

This story is completely true and has sparked off something in me ever since.

I have always been aware that my penis was not as big as some others, but I was never that bothered by this. I would not go to great lengths to cover up in the locker room, but had never actually tried to show it off.

All that has changed now and I put it down to a single event.

My girlfriend and I had been going through a rocky time, she had slept with a male friend of hers, but still claimed it was me she wanted. To try and cement our relationship I suggested that we go away for a week somewhere hot. She agreed and we booked a holiday to one of the canary islands.

On our first day at the beach we were surprised to discover quite a few people naked, we assumed that we were on a nudist beach and so walked some distance along the beach. Eventually we got tired and choose a spot to sunbath. We were still surrounded by people some of which were naked. It didn’t bother us, not all were naked but the following day we drove to a different beach. Again we noticed the same thing, about half the people there were nude. We then realised that all the beaches were probably like this, and that nudity was common.

That night we had sex, but after my girlfriend Kate was irritable and we ended up having a row at which point she stormed out. She did not return till the morning and then came the news that she wanted to end the relationship. Unfortunately we had fixed tickets and unless we bought more flights had no way of getting home. As neither of us had the money to do this we agreed to try and keep out of each others way.

Initially I was devastated Escort Bayan Gaziantep and spent the rest of that day moping around feeling sorry for myself. The following morning however I felt more a sense of relief than anything else. In the back of my head I had known for a long time that things were badly wrong. The end of the relationship was a relief. Kate didn’t drive so wouldn’t mind me taking the hire car, so I drove along the coast to a beach we had seen a few days ago but not visited. I parked and wandered down to the beautiful long beach through the dunes. The sight when I reached the edge of the dunes was stunning, several miles of golden sand, beautiful blue sea and relatively few people, far less than the crowded beaches near the hotel complexes. What was also noticeable as I walked across the sand was that almost everyone was naked.

I laid my beach towel down and began to undress. I had shorts and underwear on so needed to change into my swim shorts, but as I removed my underwear felt suddenly reckless “what the hell, everyone else is naked why should I be the odd one out” I lay back naked in public for the first time in my life and felt a freedom that was exciting.

It took me a long time to pluck up the courage to stand up naked, but eventually I did and wandered down to the sea for a paddle. Few people seemed to take much notice of me as I paddled in the waves, but the sense of uninhibited freedom was fantastic. I was enjoying this. Swimming naked was a revelation, if you have never swam naked you must give it a go.

As I emerged from the surf I was content. I looked for my towel and realised that as I had been swimming I had drifted quite a way down the beach. I spotted my blue beach towel and set off on a diagonal course towards it. This path took me quite close to a number of people sunbathing. Some ignored me completely, some smiled a polite smile, that is until I came close to a group of four girls in their late teens. At that time I was about 30 and in reasonable shape, but the first to admit I was no Brad Pit.

As I got to about twenty feet from the group I couldn’t help but admire their gorgeous naked bodies. I would say they were in their early twenties, the girl on the left and nearest to me was slim with medium sized breasts, long blonde straight hair and not a hint of a tan line anywhere on her body. Her legs were very slightly parted and her shaved pussy was clearly visible. I slowed my a little as I walked by enjoying the view. As I came to within ten feet of her she lifted her head and shielded her eyes from the sun with her hand and squinted at me. “Oh my God! girls you have got to see this” she announced in a loud voice, “how small is this guys dick?” I looked down and my penis was indeed looking somewhat smaller than usual due to the coldness of the sea.

My penis as I have said is not the largest, and usually when soft does not hang, it more sticks out. With the effect of the cold water it probably measured about 1 inch! I froze, unsure whether to run, continue walking or try explaining I had just come out of the sea. 3 more heads bobbed up and stared at my tiny penis and a cackle of laughs erupted. The girl furthest away from me, a gorgeous brunette with huge globe like breasts and a tiny patch of neatly trimmed pubic hair just above her slit called out “That’s the smallest I have ever seen, oh my God that’s SO small!” At this point I came out of my frozen state and went for the most dignified option I had available, I continued walking towards my towel. But as I reached my towel my tiny penis had come to life and was now standing fully erect at 4inches and I was feeling more turned on than I had since I was a teenager.

When I got back to the apartment there was a note from Kate saying she had gone to stay at a friends apartment, and may see me at the airport. I lay on my bed and played with my little penis till I came several times. I then wandered round the apartment naked with the curtains wide open in the hope that someone would see me again.

The following day I went back to the same beach, but the group of girls were not there. I spent the whole day naked and walked a considerable distance along the beach naked, allowing as many people as possible to see my tiny penis. A few girls stared, one or two giggled, that was enough for me, I loved it.

Since then I have always loved letting people see my little dick, I have encouraged girlfriends I have had to tease me about my lack of size, even asking them to tell their friends about it. All of which turns me on massively.

I did indeed see Kate at the airport on the way home. It appears that she had spent the rest of the holiday with a local man she had met. It was some months till we met again, by this time we were now ancient history and we talked calmly about out former relationship. There was one thing I wanted to know, “did the size of my penis have anything to do with our breakup?” I asked, “I wont deny it was a factor, I am used to much bigger, and prefer much bigger” she replied frankly.

Ann: A Love Story Ch. 10

Ass

I should have been tired when I woke up. It had been another late night, and I had gotten very little sleep. But I woke up feeling refreshed and alive. My first thought was of Ann. I was excited about her being at Matt’s and getting a chance to talk to her. I was more excited that she had seemed to be interested enough in me to openly flirt. And I was ecstatic that I would be seeing her again that evening. Suddenly, the weekend seemed like a distant memory.

I looked at the boxer’s I’d dropped next to my bed after using them to clean myself up the before falling asleep. They were crusted and hard from the dried cum. I couldn’t put them in the hamper in my bathroom, so I stuffed them under my bed for the time being and got up to take a shower. I usually did my own laundry, but every once in a while my Mom would need some more clothes to finish out one of her loads, so she’d do mine. It wasn’t often, but I wasn’t going to take a chance.

On the way out of my room on my way to work, I put them in a sports bag and headed down the hall. I had a habit of taking the bag with me a lot, and I often took it as I went to work, in case something came up and I didn’t want to head home first. So it wouldn’t be that unusual for me to carry it with me in the morning.

I had actually woken up early so I went and put the bag in the car, and went back in to make some breakfast. As I walked back into the house, Mom was standing in the kitchen, and she was surprised to see me.

“You’re up early. I thought you got in late again last night.”

“I did. I just woke up early, and I couldn’t go back to sleep, so I got up. I feel pretty good, but I could sure use some coffee.”

She poured me a cup and I sat down to have a bowl of cereal.

“You weren’t playing basketball all night, were you?” she asked.

Mom wasn’t being nosy. She could be, but she wasn’t all the time. She just hadn’t seen me in a while, and she rarely had company with her in the morning, since Dad and I tended to run out as soon as we were ready.

“No. We played a couple of hours. I was up late talking to an old friend from school. She came back for the reunion. I wanted to find out how it went.”

“I thought you wanted to avoid it.”

“I did avoid it. That doesn’t mean I don’t want to know if I was the only loser in our class.”

“Neil, stop talking like that! We’ve talked about that. You have too…”

I laughed and said, “Relax, Mom. I was kidding. It was just nice to see her, and to actually talk to someone my age.”

“Who was it?”

“Ann Franklin. I’m not sure you remember her. She didn’t hang out after school much.”

“Sure I do. She’s Marlin and Jean’s girl. She was cute, if I recall,” she said, always trying to make a match. I think just to get me out of the house.

“Actually, she’s gone from cute to gorgeous, unlike a lot of girls in our class. She’s spent her 10 years becoming a babe. She also lives in California, so calm down.”

Mom smiled. She was happy to see me in a good mood for once.

I slipped out the door and headed to work, once again escaping any questioning about the weekend. With Ann in her mind, that was a distant event. And Ann had the same effect on me.

~*~*~*~*~*~

The morning went very smooth. Dad came in to say hi, and he made some small talk about my seeing a schoolmate. As usual, he had just enough information to be dangerous. I got him square on the details and he went his merry way.

The meeting Dad got put off the day before happened just after the morning break and it went very well. My boss was very enthusiastic, and I also got some great responses from the other department heads, as well as the President of the company. I walked away feeling good, but still knowing that there would be a large percentage of the company that wouldn’t see things as they were. I was a just product of genes, and to them, it was all about who I was related to. I knew that shouldn’t have bothered me, but it always did, even on my best days.

I got a phone call from Mark at S-T Incorporated about a half hour before lunchtime. His meeting with Harry, their VP, went very well, and he was looking at a promotion. That, and Harry was so thrilled about finally winning the tournament between all those competitive companies, he was handing out bonus checks to all the players.

“I just put your check in the mail, buddy!”

“You didn’t have to Mark. Believe me, I got well compensated while I was up there. You should have kept it.”

“It’s a check, Neil, not cash. Besides, I think you’ll be glad I didn’t.”

“Why?” I said, thinking Harry was giving us something like $25.

“It’s for $500, Neil!”

“What? He shelled out five grand on the team?”

“Yeah…but it gets better. Come to find out, the big wigs from all of the companies in the tournament wager on the games. Harry told me yesterday that after seeing you and Dawn play together, he went around and increased all his bets. He really cleaned up. He gave us half of Antep Bayan Escort what he won. I felt guilty about taking the money too, until he told me that.”

With the mention of Dawn, I felt compelled to ask Mark some questions about his Sunday night and Monday morning. I didn’t really want to, but I knew it would be worse if I never brought it up. I didn’t want Mark to think I didn’t appreciate his hospitality. And I didn’t want him to think that everything we did was now an issue. So, I asked about his time at the hotel.

“Denise was incredible, Neil. I can’t believe she’s 48. You were right, she looks twenty years younger than that, and she fucks like it too. I think you and Dawn really just got her warmed up.”

“Did you feed her?” I asked, concerned that they had forgotten.

“Besides the couple of loads she swallowed from me, and all the cum she drank from Jill?”

“Yes, dumbass…did she get a real meal?”

“Funny you should ask. When Jill and I opened the door, Denise was in the Jacuzzi. We thought she was in a bathing suit, but she got out naked and dried off, and then gave us each a big hug and a kiss. At that point, I thought we were going straight to the bed. But she said she was famished, and asked what we brought her to eat.”

“You didn’t take anything, did you?” I said disgustedly.

“No. Jill wanted to order room service. So I picked up the phone to call, and Denise told me to ask for Carlos. So I did, and when he got on the phone, Denise took it from me. She hung up the phone, and she was giddy and told us to hurry and get undressed.”

“So, what happened?”

“Long story short, Denise was watching Jill ride me while she sat on my face. They were kissing each other, and there was a knock at the door, followed by a guy with a Hispanic accent announcing room service. Denise jumped off my face and ran to the door, yelling that her Latin lover was at the door.”

“Wait, I thought I was the first guy she’d had since she got divorced.”

“You were. Apparently, Carlos had been putting the moves on Denise since she went to work there. She’d been giving him the stiff arm because he’s only 25. But after you, she had time to think about what she’d been missing. I guess her ex ran off with a woman in her mid thirties, and she thought that outdoing him by 10 years would really eat at him. So, she was going to let him make another move and give in.”

“So what happened?”

“We did. He brought the food, but he was just beginning his shift, and he couldn’t stop just to have fun. So, we had our fun with Denise first. We fucked her for hours. But Carlos showed back up about 3 in the morning, and he spent the night. The bed was plenty big enough for four.”

“Did he fuck Jill?”

“Nah. She wanted to, and I would have let her. But he only had eyes and a cock for Denise. He couldn’t get enough of her. I guess having to wait that long, he wasn’t going to waste any time or any sperm on another woman. And that really made Denise happy. The fact that a twenty something guy could have fucked a smoking hot girl his own age, and he’d rather fuck someone 20 years older? That wasn’t lost on Denise. I think it was sweet retribution for her husband running out on her.”

“So, there wasn’t a foursome?” I said, stating the obvious.

“Well, not technically. But there were four of us having sex, and there was one moment when I was fucking Jill while I was standing on one side of the bed, and she was on her back. Carlos was standing like I was, on the other side of the bed, fucking Denise doggy style. Denise looked down at Jill, and the next thing we know, they’re kissing.”

“Wow. That must have been cool.”

“That’s not even the best part. When Carlos and I came at about the same time, we each came inside our girls. As soon as we finished, Denise crawled to the other side and Jill and her got into a 69 and ate each other. I never went soft watching that. After they made each other cum, Denise looked up from Jill’s pussy and saw my cock in front of her face, so she started sucking me. And so Jill scooted out from under Denise, and she sucked Carlos.”

“I thought you said that Jill didn’t have sex with Carlos.”

“No. You asked if she fucked him. She didn’t. She only sucked Denise’s juice off his cock. He was so turned on by watching Denise suck on me, after a couple of minutes, he wanted to change so he could fuck her again. I’m telling you Neil, those two are made for each other. Carlos can go forever, and Denise can really fuck. I don’t know what her ex was thinking.”

“That’s what I thought too. I’m glad it worked out for all of you. Denise is a great woman. She deserves to be happy. So, when did you guys go home?”

“Well, I had to go to work, so we left about six in the morning so I could go home and great ready. Jill didn’t have to go in. She took the day off because of the tournament. So did Dawn.”

Dawn and Jill…both with the day off. I was thinking about all of the dirty possibilities, considering how I’d left Dawn; tied up and naked on her bed.

“So, aren’t you going to ask?” Mark said, snapping me out of my erotic daydream.

“Ask what?” I said, knowing he meant Dawn. Mark remained silent on the phone, unwilling to go on with our conversation until I asked the obvious. I either wanted to know, or I didn’t, and he wasn’t going to offer unless I asked.

Caving to my own internal peer pressure, I asked. I suppose deep down, I really needed to know that how I left Dawn was okay. I’m not sure if it was closure I was seeking out. It was more to turn to the next chapter of my life; I needed that loose end tied up. It turned out it already was tied up, which apparently was what Dawn wanted.

“Which one of you found Dawn?” I asked.

“We both did. She wasn’t answering when we called for her, so we went down the hall together.”

“Was she still…”

“Oh yeah. She didn’t even try to get out. She didn’t want to. You did her a huge favor, and you didn’t even know it,” Mark said laughing into the phone.

“What? How’s that?” I asked.

“You tied her up, and you did it on your own. She didn’t have to ask you.”

“I’m not following you. I already knew that,” I said, confused by what Mark was getting at.

“Well, there are a couple of things you need to know first,” he said, his voice trailing off.

I feared the worst. Maybe Dawn was hurt, or maybe she was really a lesbian and just played along for me. Maybe she was an alien from another planet sent to heal me, or maybe everything we had done together was all just to give me a heart attack from all the secretive crap that Mark seemed to be alluding to. Or maybe, just maybe, I was being an over reactive idiot.

“And they would be?” I said with trepidation rippling through my body.

“The first is, the hour that we swapped girlfriends, or whatever you and Dawn were…”

“Lovers,” I quickly interjected . “Right. When we swapped lovers, and I was with Dawn…we watched TV.”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean, you and Jill were in our room doing what you were doing, and Dawn and I were on her bed watching TV.”

“Porn?”

“No…a ballgame.”

“Why? Why weren’t you…”

“Because, I wanted to fuck Dawn, but she had established the ‘no fucking’ rule. She said at the time she was worried about our relationship, and mine with Jill, and hers with Jill. She was worried about all the things that might happen. I was looking at it as sex. I don’t have any interest in her, really. But if we were going to go that far, then I didn’t want any restrictions.”

“Okay, so what happened?”

“Nothing. She knew my stance, I knew hers, and we agreed not to do anything, but we also agreed not spoil Jill’s fantasy. And that brings me to the next thing you need to know.”

“I’m scared to even ask what,” I said, although the first hadn’t been the earth shattering news I’d feared. Maybe he was letting me down easy.

Mark took a deep breath and said, “I don’t suppose it’s a shock to you that Jill and I watch a lot of porn. It was a novelty at first. We found a place where we could get VHS tapes, and it was so new to us that we got engrossed in it. What you were a part of was what that has eventually evolved into.”

“What, the cabaret performances?”

“Yes,” he said with a laugh.

“What about Dawn? Where does she fit into all of that?” I asked.

“She kind of stumbled into it. We thought we were alone one night, and Dawn came home early. We were too into it to stop watching, and she was intrigued, so she watched it with us. After that, we weren’t so cautious about when we watched, and soon we were all getting together a couple of times a week. But we never did anything between the three of us.”

I knew that Dawn had actually started watching porn with Jill first. At least, that’s what she told me, and I refused to believe she would lie. Based on what Mark had just said, he thought Dawn had stumbled onto them together. And based on the conflicting stories, my guess was that Jill was playing them both to get her fantasies fulfilled. No matter, it was all done and out now, so mentioning it to Mark would only hurt feelings, and there was no point in that. Whatever happened after I’d left had him bursting with excitement as he told me.

“So we’d watch, and we would share what turned us on. You know, we’d share fantasies. The girls were into a lot more than I was, but that doesn’t mean I didn’t have any. So we would watch, talk about what we saw, and then Jill and I would go into our room and act something out that turned one of us on.”

“What would Dawn do?”

“She masturbated. I felt bad about it, because she had things that turned her on just as much as Jill or I did, but she never got to live them out. That is, until you got here and she got to be Amanda to your Dean. But that was just one of a lot of fantasies she has from looking at those videos with us.”

“Well, at least I got to help her live out that one,” I said with some sort of pride.

“Two,” Mark replied with a laugh.

“Two? You’ve lost me again, Mark.”

“Well, we have almost 50 movies now. Some are total crap, but most of them are pretty good. We each have actors and actresses we’re fond of, and we each have certain things that really get us going. And as you would think, for each of us it’s different. Anyway, you saw the movie that the girls wanted to act out. It’s one of their favorites.”

“Yeah, I kind of gathered that. The beach scene was one of the hottest things I’ve ever seen!”

“Yeah, it was. And Dawn picked a scene out of that movie she wanted to do with you. But she has other scenes from other movies that have turned her on just as much, if not more.”

“Really, like what?”

“Funny you should ask. There was one movie that starred the same actresses that were in the movie we watched that played Sophie and Amanda.”

“What is it?”

“Well, the movie stars the blond girl. She’s in every scene of the movie. She’s the heroine, I suppose, and in the movie, she plays an Heiress whose husband is in trouble with mobsters. I won’t bore you with the whole plot, but at the beginning of the movie she’s kidnapped by the mob in order to try and get her to talk about what her husband had been up to.”

“Kidnapped?” I said, not really sure why that detail interested me.

“Uh-huh. So, they take her to this abandoned warehouse, and they strip her and tie her up almost exactly like you had Dawn tied on the bed. I mean, she was tied the same, but they had used ropes. Anyway, she’s tied up, and they bring in this mob girl played by the Sophie actress, and she uses sex to her to try and get her to talk, making her cum over and over.”

“So that’s Dawn’s fantasy? Being tied to the bed and made to cum?”

“Part of it; she actually fantasizes about being the Heiress in the ENTIRE movie. After that doesn’t work on the bed, there’s a scene in a bathtub; well where the mob girl is spraying water on the Heiress’s pussy to make her cum again. Then a there’s a lesbian scene where the mob girl makes her eat her out. She’s got her hands tied behind her, and she’s doing it in the middle of an office, under a desk while people are all around.”

“That sounds interesting,” I said, finding myself actually getting hard at my own desk. A flash of Dawn naked, with her hands tied behind her back, under my desk sucking on my cock went through my mind. I know it was a lesbian scene, but it was my desk, so it was suddenly my fantasy.

“Next, the mob girl threatens the Heiress, and she tells her that the only way to break her and get the needed information is to fuck it out of her. She holds a gun on the Heiress, and they bring in this stud that fucks her in all her holes and finally tit fucks her, cumming on her face. When that doesn’t work, the mob girl jacks the guy off, making him cum on the Heiress’s face a second time, and they tie her up naked outside of the Heiress’s mansion covered with the cum as an example of what will happen to the families of guys that mess with the mob.”

“So, what happened when you found Dawn?” I asked, wanting to know what part of the movie they may have acted out.

“Everything,” Mark said laughing.

“Everything?’ I said in disbelief.

“Yeah, everything. When Jill saw Dawn on the bed, she smiled at her, knowing Dawn had found herself in the same vulnerable position that the Heiress was in. Dawn and Jill locked eyes, and when Dawn had her attention, she looked over onto the floor near the closet. There, on the floor, was the blond wig.”

“Really?” I said, remembering that when Dawn took it off while playing Amanda for me, she threw it there as I came in her mouth after fucking her ass.

“Yes. Jill had me put it on Dawn, and she went into our room and got dressed in her outfit and her Sophie wig. I guess they acted out every scene in the movie, and Jill added some of her own to keep it going all day long.”

“What do you mean, you guess?”

“I had to go to work, Neil. I didn’t get to see most of it.”

“Well, what part did you get to see?”

“The part where I came home from work, and Jill had the ‘Heiress’ lying on our bed while she held my bb gun, pointing it at her. I walked into the living room, and Jill yelled for me to strip naked. I thought Dawn was out of the house, so I ran in to the room naked, and Jill told me I had to get the Heiress to talk. I was the last chance to protect the Mob and get the secrets she was withholding about her husband.”

“So, you fucked her?”

“Every hole, Neil…I fucked her pussy, I fucked her ass, I fucked her face. I fucked her for well over an hour. Then I titty fucked her just like in the movie and I painted her face.”

“Holy shit!”

“Yeah, holy shit. Dawn refused to talk, so Jill got me hard again and gave me this magnificent hand job, and I blew another load on her. She was dripping with my jizz. Man, she looked hot.”

“Wow, what a great ending, eh?”

“That’s not how the movie ended. I told you, she gets tied up in front of her mansion as an example.”

“WHAT? You didn’t!”

Investments in Technology

Bdsm

A big thank you to my editor Cheer_Smartie526 for helping me with the story and finding the edited version after I lost it. I hope you enjoy the story.

*

Julie wiped her eyes and looked at the computer screen again. The message had not changed.

No boot device found

She had seen it before, it meant that one of the boffins from IT would have to come up and replace the computer. The last time this had happened the technician had tried to explain exactly what had happened, but had cut his explanation short when he saw her eyes glaze over. He simply said ‘It ran out of witchcraft.’ She picked up the phone and dialed the help desk number. Julie glanced at the clock; it was two in the morning. She wondered what kind of person worked the overnight shift at the company’s help desk. Julie began to replay an episode of The IT Crowd over in her head as she listened to the phone ring. Finally, someone answered.

“Help desk, this is Carol,” said a voice that was entirely too cheerful for two in the morning on a Friday.

“Hello, this is Julie, I’m in office 2427, and my computer is broken. It says it won’t boot. I’m about to boot it out the window,” Julie said aggrievedly. She could have easily stopped working and left, her project was not due for another week, but she didn’t have any plans for the weekend and was on a roll. She spun around in the chair and looked at the other reason for working late, the view. The city spread out to the horizon, even at this hour she could see activity. The office she was in was not hers. It belonged to the director of another department, but she had come to an agreement with the office’s official occupant. She could use it when he was not there, and he got to fuck her on the mahogany desk when he was there.

Before she could begin to reminisce about being bent over the desk, Carol’s voice brought her back to reality, “The last machine to log in from that office is not the computer that is assigned to the dock, it looks like it was computer DX44LPT2, is that correct?”

“Yes,” Julie replied, “I’m working on a project with Stan and the research material is in the office, so I brought my laptop in. Is that okay?” She was telling a bit of a fib, there were not materials, Julie just liked being in the corner office. She was confident she would have her own office like this one soon enough.

“Of course, I just need to make sure to put the right image on the drive. I will have a new drive up to you shortly. Is there anything on the old drive that we should try to recover?” Carol said.

“No, everything is on the network,” Julie replied. She had learned her lesson after the previous drive failure. All her work files went on the network and any personal items went on an encrypted thumb drive.

“Okay, your case number is RG59234K. Someone will be there soon to install the new drive, is there anything else we can do for you?” Carol replied.

“No, that is all,” Julie said and hung up.

She wondered if Carol would bring the drive up herself or if she would send someone even further down the IT chain. Julie tried to imagine what Carol was like. Was she some kind of geek girl? Was she just someone the IT department hired because she was good on the phone but had no idea what she was talking about? The voice sounded young. Julie decided Carol was some kind of computer nerd with pale skin and short, dark hair. She probably had a cute face but wore thick glasses and dressed in the standard uniform of the overnight IT group, shorts, T-shirt, and sandals.

“Hey Ian, can you grab a drive for a Dell e6510,” Carol shouted. She was the only person in the phone queue and she was obsessed with not letting anything to go voicemail. She figured that as long as they had an intern she might as well take advantage of him. She watched Ian pull a box off the shelf and verify the part number before handing it to her.

“I don’t know why you are giving that to me, I don’t need any practice imaging drives. You know how sysprep works, don’t you?” she asked. Ian was one of the better-looking interns that had come through, but that bar was low. Until Ian, the interns had come in two varieties, couch potato, and string bean. Ian was a pleasant combination of the two, not too thin and not too thick. He was good looking enough that Carol was tempted to push the limits of the HR policy on dating co-workers.

“Which image does it get?” Ian asked.

Carol glanced back at her computer screen and looked at the audit file of the system that needed the new drive, “It needs an OS, office apps and the investment productivity package. You might have to walk the user through setting up email.”

“Is auto discover working?” Ian asked.

“No, it’s still fubar because of the new security package,” Carol replied. She scribbled on her notepad, then tore off the sheet of paper and handed it to Ian.

“Is this everything I need?” He asked.

“Probably,” Carol replied, “you’re bright boy, I’m sure you can figure it out.”

Ian connected the new drive to the dock and typed in a few commands. Antep Escort Bayan While he waited for the files to copy over he grabbed a technical manual on the email system and flipped through it. He wasn’t sure whom the drive was for, but the staff that worked this late had little sympathy for incompetence.

“Who is the user?” Ian asked.

“Julie M. Powers, but she is in Stan Carrington’s office, not her cube,” Carol said. She tapped on her keyboard, “She must like that office, she logs in from there a lot. Mostly at night…”

“Have you met her?” Ian asked, wondering what kind of person he was about to encounter.

“No, she doesn’t have much of a ticket history. I guess she doesn’t break stuff very often. She sounded nice enough on the phone. Let me pull up her badge picture,” Carol said has her fingers flew across the keyboard.

Ian noticed the file copy process had completed. He pulled the drive out of the dock and walked over to Carol’s workstation. Just has he arrived a woman’s face appeared on the screen. She appeared to be in her late twenties and was very attractive.

“When did we start getting badge pictures from Glamour Shots, every other badge picture looks like a morgue photo and the lady looks like she just stepped of the red carpet? Try not to stare at her” Carol teased. She was a bit annoyed; none of the users she had done work for were even close to being this hot.

“I’ll do my best,” Ian replied as he walked towards the elevator.

Julie ran her hand over the smooth wood of the desktop. More than once, she would bend over it while Stan’s big cock plowed into her pussy, but he had always insisted that she should shut the blinds. Stan called the trysts ‘paying the rent’ and she had eagerly put down a generous deposit in addition to her monthly obligation. Julie stood up and walked around the desk so she could see out the windows. She leaned over the desk, putting one hand on the black leather pad and the other hand between her legs. Just the thought of fucking with the windows open had her panties soaked. She began to run though her list of fuck buddies, wondering which would be most agreeable to a late night booty call. Julie lowered her body so her tits brushed against the desk and she could smell the leather. Her fingers slipped under the thin material of her panties and plied her labia apart. The project suddenly seemed a lot less important than getting laid.

Ian could not believe the sight in front of him. The user he was assigned to help was bent over the desk in the office and appeared to be masturbating. He knew women masturbated, but other than porn, he had never seen it happen. He was embarrassed and aroused at the same time. Quietly, he stepped out of the doorway and walked backwards down the hallway. He was not sure what to do. He was sure walking in to the office was a bad idea. Even if he was wrong and she was doing something innocent, it was impossible to hide the bulge that had appeared in his pants. Finally, he pulled out his phone and called Carol.

“Hey Carol, which office did you say I’m supposed to be going to?” Ian asked.

“Jeez Ian, I said Stan’s office. It’s number 2236, the twenty two means twenty second floor. Please tell me you are not lost,” Carol answered.

“Which building?”

“Building one, the same building you started in,” Carol replied, her voice showing her impatience.

“Okay, there it is. Just wanted to be sure I was headed in the right direction,” Ian replied. Just as he had hoped, Carol berating him made his erection vanish.

The sound of a voice in the hall interrupted Julie’s fantasy. She remembered that IT had sent someone to fix her computer. Julie stood up and straightened her skirt, then walked around the desk and sat down. A few seconds later, a young man appeared in the doorway to the office. He was young, even younger than she expected. He was also much better looking than she expected an IT boffin to be.

“Hello, I’m Ian… from IT. I’m here to replace your drive,” he said.

“Welcome Ian from IT, I’m sorry to have called so late, I just need to finish this project and it appears my computer was not up to the task,” Julie said. She looked at Ian again. He was just less than six feet tall. He was thin, but not to the point that she would call him lanky. His hair was light brown and somewhat disheveled. One aspect of his appearance surprised her; he was not wearing glasses. She expected that everyone in that department needed glasses. She looked at his badge, in large letters was the word INTERN. That word explained his youth.

“So this is how IT boffins get started, how much longer will you be with the company?” she asked.

“This is actually my last week, I go back to college soon,” he replied. He noted she was using the British slang for geek. He wondered if she picked up from TV or had been overseas.

“How many years do you have left?” she inquired.

“It’s my second year but I will have enough hours to be a junior at the end of the semester, I’d like to get out in less than four years if I can,” he said has he walked behind the desk.

Julie stood up and offered him the chair. She watched as he turned off the computer, flipped it over, and began to remove the tiny screws that held it together. He seemed quite skilled with his hands.

“Be careful what you wish for, the working world is not as much fun as college,” she cautioned.

“True, but it pays a lot better,” he replied.

“It certainly does,” she agreed.

Ian pulled out the old drive and inserted the new one, then began to reassemble the computer. Once the last screw was snug, he flipped it over and turned it back on. The splash screen appeared. Now that the computer no longer required his full attention, he noticed that Julie was standing very close to him. He also noticed a slightly musky smell, he wondered if it was an artifact of what he had almost witnessed. When the login screen appeared, he started to stand, but felt her lean over him. She reached around his shoulders and put her hands on the keyboard. The smell got a little stronger.

“Let me log in, I want to be sure everything is working before I let you go,” Julie said.

The combination of her warm breath on his ear and seeing her slender fingers tapping on the keyboard made Ian’s cock begin to swell again. He could not help but think about where her fingers had been a few minutes earlier. He found himself counting the number of characters in her password; it was an impressive twenty-five, more than three times the requirement. Her desktop flashed onto the screen.

“If you like I can setup your email,” Ian offered. He needed a few moments to convince his cock to stop embarrassing him.

“I’d appreciate that, I don’t know what I would do if I didn’t get some,” she replied.

Ian typed in all the required information; he had memorized what Carol has written on the sheet of paper. He breathed a sigh of relief when her mailbox began to fill up. He stood up and waved her into the chair.

“Can you check to see you have all the connections you need?” Ian asked.

“Of course,” she answered, sliding into the chair and attacking the keyboard.

Ian could not take his eyes off her fingers. Knowing where they had been aroused him, and soon he was thinking about what it would feel like to have them wrapped around his cock. He dared not take his fantasy any further for fear getting an erection that could not be dismissed by thinking of encryption algorithms or some other equally dry topic.

“Actually, if you don’t mind I would like for you to stay for a few minutes while I push the limits on this thing, I want to make sure it doesn’t fail if I play a little rough with it,” Julie said as she opened several of the more advanced applications. The bar graphs that tracked the load on the CPU, memory and network usage all began to trend upward.

“Sure,” Ian replied, looking for somewhere to sit so he could camouflage the bulge in his crotch.

“You can move my leathers if you want to sit down,” Julie said, nodding towards a chair near the desk.

Ian looked at the chair she had indicated. Draped over it was a leather motorcycle jacket and matching leather pants. Sitting on top of the riding apparel was a full-face helmet. He recognized the outfit.

“Do you ride a BMW R1000?” Ian asked as he moved the motorcycle gear.

“Yes, a red one,” she replied.

Ian knew exactly what her bike looked like. Every guy in the IT department knew what it looked like. It was frequently the topic of less than politically correct discussion. They had all wondered who the exceedingly hot woman on the equally hot bike was, but no one had been able to identify the rider.

“Have you seen it?” she asked.

“Yes,” he replied.

“Do I look hot on it?” she queried.

“Uh,” Ian stuttered, unable to think of a good way to answer the question. In his head, he heard Admiral Akbar’s voice ‘It’s a trap!’

“I was hoping for ‘Hell Yes’, I could wear some baggy corduroy outfit and be just as protected, but I kind of like being eye candy, don’t you?” she said.

“I’ve never thought of myself as eye candy,” Ian replied.

“It’s all in the eye of the beholder. I like to think of men like beer, sometimes to find a good one you have to try a local brew that no one has heard of,” Julie said. Her lips curled into a seductive grin. She had decided to skip her usual booty call list and pursue her most recent obsession.

“Do you always work the overnight shift?” She asked, closing the laptop and turning towards her guest.

“I didn’t really have a choice, the intern pretty much gets what nobody else wants,” he replied.

“I bet you miss having a social life,” she commented.

“You don’t miss what you never had,” Ian said, trying to sound philosophical.

“You don’t have a girlfriend?” she asked.

“No, I’m not what you would call a ladies’ man,” Ian answered sheepishly.

“Are you… gay?” Julie asked cautiously.

“No, I’ve just never, well, never hit it off that well with a woman. Trust me; it’s not for lack of trying. I guess I just don’t give off the ‘bad boy’ vibe that is all the rage,” Ian said. He was surprised at how easy it was to talk to Julie.

“We don’t all want bad boys, at least not all the time. I suppose I could give you some advice… First, would you go shut the door to the office? I don’t want the cleaning crew or security guard to interrupt us,” she said.

A voice in Ian’s head told him to keep walking. He had not decided if this woman was going to give him some useful advice or if she was plotting to steal his kidney. He paused at the door, wondering what would happen if someone caught him. He had two days left, the worst that could happen would be a strongly worded letter to his college about his behavior, and that would be if Julie wanted to do more than talk. He took a deep breath and shut the door, then turned the lock.

“For starters,” Julie said as Ian complied with her request, “women like compliments, especially well thought out ones. Don’t just say ‘nice shirt’; explain why it is nice. And we want to tell you about our interest…”

“For example?” Ian asked.

“You could have asked me about my motorcycle,” she suggested.

“Okay,” he replied.

“But the one thing you really need to know is women like sex just as much as men, so don’t be afraid to make a move, just don’t be a dick about it. You do like sex, don’t you?” Julie said, taking a step towards him.

“Uh, um, I think so…” Ian stuttered.

“Would it shock you to know I’ve been fucked on that desk?” she teased.

Ian was stunned. It had never occurred to him that a woman like Julie could be so crude. There was no doubt that she could see he was aroused, but he wasn’t sure what would happen next.

“You’ve never been with a woman, have you?” Julie asked, excited at the prospect of fucking another virgin.

“I, uh, I, well, you… you are correct. I’m a virgin,” Ian confessed, hanging his head in shame. It wasn’t for lack of trying, but somehow women always took his signals wrong and before he realized what was going on he was trapped in the friend zone.

She stepped right in front of him, “I will let you in on a little secret.”

“What?” Ian asked, raising his head.

She leaned forward and whispered in his ear, “I love fucking virgins.”

The words did not seem to go together. How could a successful, sexy woman like being with a virgin. Ian stood still, dumbfounded by her confession, wondering if she was trolling him along for some kind of cruel joke.

“Guys like virgins, what is so amazing about the tables being turned?” she asked.

“But why?” Ian replied.

“For starters virgins are usually grateful, even if my performance is not my A game. Plus I don’t have to worry about some pissed off girlfriend or wife showing up, and I’m probably not going to catch anything from you… so what’s not to like?” she explained.

“I guess nothing?” he said.

“See, I knew you had a brain in there somewhere. Would you like to see me naked?” she asked.

“Of course,” he replied.

“Then do something about it, take off my shirt,” she instructed.

With trembling fingers, Ian slowly unfastened each button on her blouse. He could see her nipples poking through the material. As he worked his way down more and more of her cleavage became visible. He was amazed at how much more aroused he was compared to watching porn or even being in a strip club. He had not even seen her tits yet and his cock already ached.

“Do you like what you see?” she cooed.

“Yea, yea,” he replied.

“Well don’t keep it all to yourself, remember what I said about compliments?” she pressed.

“You have spectacular breasts,” Ian gushed. The way the words rolled off his tongue turned him on even more.

“I know, I love my tits. I love the way they look and I especially love the way they feel. Have you ever seen a woman play with her tits?” Julie asked.

“Just strippers,” Ian replied. He wondered if that admission was a good idea.

“Strippers do a pretty good job, but I bet you will like what I do just as much. You will have to take off my bra to see what I am talking about,” she teased.

Ian awkwardly put his arms around her and began feeling for the clasp.

“Silly boy, this one is a front loader,” she giggled, guiding his hands to the small clasp between her full C cups.

Ian paused, and then unfastened her bra. Her breasts tumbled out. This was the first time he had seen real, live naked breasts and not had a dollar bill in his hand. She pressed his hands against her tits, snapping him out of his trance.

“You like?” she purred silkily.

“Uh huh,” Ian stuttered.

“Let me give you a little demo,” she said, peeling his hands off her breasts. She cupped her tits in her hands. The expression on the young man’s face was delightful, a combination of surprise and awe.

“My tits are pretty sensitive, I had an orgasm once from someone just playing with them,” she said has she hefted her fleshy globes. She didn’t mention it was another woman that had done it, that bit of information would probably cause Ian’s brain to overload.