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Gift to a cuck friend!This is based on a true incident. Names and minor details are changed for obvious reasons. If you have read my previous posts you’ll know that I’m a cock loving cum slut. Can’t get enough, no matter what shape size or colour. Have been a cum rag for real men since I was 12. Ever since my 50 odd year old neighbour taught me all about sucking cock.In all the 30 years of my life I’ve only been an absolute submissive bottom. Well one of the main reasons being my dick. If you can call a 3 incher a dick. I’ve been abused and humiliated for my pathetic dicklett. And on my chubby frame the 3 inches looks even smaller. (pic in profile) I became a total cocksucker when two of my friends from school took turns to use my mouth as a pussy. I was their slut for quite a few years. They have even pimped me out to their friends quite a number of times. Even though I’m in a new city, they still have a go at me when ever they are in town. In fact on one such visit by one of them I lost my anal virginity. I still remember the pounding I received. After my school I moved to Bangalore for college and currently am working in the same city. During my college days the main action I got was from my room mate. He was a very dominant top. I was, during those few years, his bitch. He would use me any way he wanted. I’ve serviced him and his countless buddies night after night. There were even times when I have had upto ten dicks up my ass and down my throat in one night. I can still taste the gallon loads of cum that I’ve swallowed. All this stopped once college was over and he moved abroad for a job. During the first year after college I got a good job and was sharing an apartment with this nice guy, Rob, with whom I became quite close. I’m sure he knew I was gay, but he never asked me and I’ve never mentioned it. I’m sure he’s stumbled upon the gay porn on my computer or guessed it by seeing me limp back to the apartment some mornings after taking numerous cocks up my ass the previous night. Anyways we became good friends and used to hang out at times. That is when am not busy getting my ass ploughed. After about a year he got married to this really good looking chick, whom I thought was beyond his league. Even though he moved out we occasionally grabbed a beer. The start of this story comes with a meeting I had with him. We were meeting up after quite a while and he had been married for almost two years. We caught up over beer and after initial pleasantries he asked me if I could keep a secret. I said sure. He went on to tell me that him and his wife, Mary, were cuckold. I was a bit taken aback. But I tried keeping a straight face. Who am I, a cum rag for hard top men, to judge anybody. He went on to narrate how after just few weeks of marriage his wife was dissatisfied with his tiny 5 inch cock. I nearly chocked hearing this. What will she say casino siteleri about my 3 inch dicklett. He said his cock was locked up and was allowed to shag off once a month. He was allowed intercourse with his wife only on his birthday. He watches week after week his wife getting fucked by studs with big dicks. The only regular contact he has with his wife’s pussy is him cleaning it off after each session. And few times he was forced to clean up the bull’s cock. He said that disgusted him but I was licking my lips when he said it. I asked him why he was telling me all this. He said his birthday was coming up and his wife wanted to meet me I was surprised. I have met Mary few times but we were not close. I had no idea why she wanted to meet me. I said okay and decided to meet up the next day. So the next day I met up with Rob and Mary at a pub. The hellos were quite brief. Mary got right into it. As soon as we sat down at our booth she asked:”you’re a faggot aren’t you?”I nearly chocked. She had her gaze fixed at me. “well? “” yes I am “”I always thought so. I knew you will like to take it up your ass rather than stick it to a girl” I had no idea how she knew. I am not effeminate. I looked at rob and he just sat there with his head down. She went on:”am sure robbie has told you that he’s a cuck. That’s why I send him yesterday. Now I let him fuck me on his last birthday. His birthday is coming up next week. And I’ve no intention of letting his pathetic little cock near me. But I don’t want to deny him his once in a year pleasure. So my gift to him this year is you. “*stunned silence ” you’re a faggot and he needs to bust his nuts. So what’s the problem? Oh and money is not an issue, name your price. “I was still in shock. Rob hadn’t uttered a word. He still had his head bowed avoiding my eyes. ” are you gonna take forever to decide bitch”That really did it for me. I was used to guys abusing me, but this was new. I agreed to the deal. I said I would not take any money and it’ll be my gift to him. She just smirked and looked at me as if I was some worthless pig. Over the next beer she told me the logistics for that day. Rob paid for the drinks and they left, without him still not making eye contact with me. I sat there thinking about what just happened. One of the waiters I knew ‘quite well’ came over and asked if I wanted anything. I said yes and got up and went to the staff rest room. I stood at one of the stalls. Within few minutes Jim, the waiter, came in and *smack Spanked my ass, causing me to spill my pee over my hands. Jim was quite young, 20 or 21, still in college and working part time. He is a typical twink, with a beautiful 7 inch cock. Presently, he had me by my hair forcing his cock down my throat. After face fucking me for a good 15 minutes he pulled me up, turned me around and pushed me against the wall. I undid my canlı casino belt and pants which he pulled down exposing my chubby round ass. And like any other guy I’ve been with even he could not resist spanking it. And as a routine I don’t wear underwear and always am lubed and ready when I leave home. Jim’s cock was also pretty lubed up with my saliva. With a single thrust half his cock was inside my ass hole. For the next 10-15 minutes he pounded my ass. Then he made me turn around and put one leg up on the urinal. And he banged me from the front. He says he likes to see my pathetic cock bounce up and down as I’m getting humped. He fucked me for another good 10 minutes with the occasional slap across my face and constant hurling of abuse. Then I felt his cock harden inside me and felt streams of hot cum flooding my ass. He pulled out and I knew what was expected of me. I got on my knees again and cleaned him. Once I was done he slapped me across the face and spat on me. This ultimate degradation is what I lived for! As I cleaned up and headed back home, my mind went back to rob and mary. I had to be at my best performance that day. So I stayed away from cock for the next week. I didn’t eat anything solid the day before and cleaned myself out 3 times. The day came and as instructed I reached their place at the time told to me. I rang the bell and waited. Eventually rob let me in. He was naked with only his cock ring and a collar and leash. He didn’t say a word and led me in. I could hear female moans and grunts. As we entered the bedroom I saw Mary on her back being impaled by a well hung stud. Seeing his cock gave me an instant hard on which is really difficult to make out in my jeans. The stud grunted and let a jet of cum into mary’s pussy. Stream after stream of thick cum. After he pulled out Mary moved over to the edge of the bed. Rob crawled over to between her legs and started lapping up the juices. I stood there licking my lips. The stud noticed this and motioned me to come over. I didn’t need a second invitation. I knelt down in front of the bull and started licking his head. He pulled me back by my hair and backhanded me across my face. “did I give you permission to touch me””am sorry”*slap! “bitch, you’ll call me sir. Is that clear boi?””yes sir””good boi. Now beg for my cock”In front of me was a thick 7 inch cock which was not even fully hard. I desperately wanted to suck it. “sir, please let me have pleasure of tasting your beautiful cock. Please sir””that’s a good boi”And I went into action… Sucking and slurping on his man meat. All the while being watched by Mary. Once rob had cleaned her out, she got up and came over to us. By now the dick was upto it’s full length of 9 inches. I had about three fourth of it in my mouth. She put her hand behind my head and forced the entire length down my throat causing me to gag. kaçak casino After another 5 minutes of face fucking with my ears acting as handles, he pulled out. Oh what a sight it was. 9 inch rock hard dick throbbing right in front of my face. Mary then pulled me up by my hair. “this is the bitch I got for the cuck as a gift” Mary said. “he sure knows how to suck a cock” said the bull, who didn’t look more than 23 or 24.”strip boi. I don’t want any bitch here with clothes on “I immediately took off my t shirt and jeans to reveal my tiny erection. Both Mary and the bull nearly fell over laughing. “I thought my husband had the tiniest cock in the world. But yours is pathetic. No wonder you are such a fag. Your cock is useless.””get up on the bed on all four bitch”As I assumed the position, rob started to come up to me, for which he got a slap across his face from Mary. “where the fuck do you think you are going? “” there is a real man in this room. He gets to go first. And pathetic little cucks like you will settle for sloppy seconds. Even if it’s your birthday. “This was something I had not expected but I was not gonna complain. As the bull came up behind me I felt his dick head against my ass hole. With one thrust he got the head inside. He pulled out and did this few more times. Then I felt a hard spank on my butt cheeks. “you ready to get fucked boi? “” yes sir”Even before I could answer he had shoved his entire 9 inches up my ass. I thought I’ll pass out. He pumped my ass for a while. He then pulled out and turned me over and put my legs over his shoulder and fucked me in that position. I could see Mary with her legs open and rob servicing her. The bull pulled out and dragged me to the edge of the bed. Now my ass and legs were on the bed and my face on the floor. He had both his legs on the floor on either side of me. And he ploughed my butt for what felt like eternity. After a while I felt his cock harden and coated the inside of my anus with his cum. He came almost thrice of what I usually do. And this was his second round, at least. I slipped down on to the floor with my face down as he let go. I got a spank on my ass, this time from Mary. “get up bitch. You are not here to sleep”I got back up on the bed on all four. This time rob was allowed up on the bed. His cock harness removed. I could sense he was bursting to go. He hadn’t cum in at least a month. He put his 5 inch dick all the way in with the first push. After getting pounded by a 9 incher and his cum still lubricating my hole I could hardly feel him. Within 5 minutes he came inside me. He pulled out and I licked him clean. All this time the bull was getting sucked on by Mary and he blew his third load, still much more than what mine would be or Rob’s was, on mary’s face. Both me and rob were called over this time to clean it up. Which I delightfully did. After the session I was asked to get the fuck out. I put on my t shirt and jeans without cleaning up. I walked back home with dried cum on my face and a huge cum stain on the back of my jeans from the cum dripped out of my ass hole. And that was a wonderful feeling.

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Theatrical…..17

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Theatrical…..17Theatrical…..17We went into the theatre and into the bar, I saw him almost immediately, he was standing talking to another man, the guy must have been in his late fifties, he nodded but made no move, he had a drink in his hand, Julia saw him and started to move towards him, I caught her arm, “wait” I said, “why, he’s over there” she said, “I know and he has seen us so when he is ready he will either speak to us here or in the theatre” I said, “but why don’t we just go over and talk to him” she said, “because sweetheart, his wife died about 6 months ago and if that man is a friend of his then he might consider me a bit quick after if you get what I mean, I don’t want to embarrass him so we will hang back, if the other man goes then we will talk to him otherwise we wait” I said, “so he’s unattached then, I never realised, he’s very attractive in a rough sort of way, would you like to marry him?” she said, “I am not sure I could stand the thought of him being with anyone else and I would think that if he was late home or something, no, this arrangement suits me better, after all, he was unfaithful to his wife with me” I said, “is he rich?” she asked, “I think he’s well off, I know he is the chief executive of something but I am not exactly sure of what” I said, “didn’t you ask him?” she said, “I never have the time” I said smiling, “but you have seen him with other women, doesn’t that bother you?” she said, “whenever he has had sex with other women that I know of, I have always been there or near, he knows this and it as though he seeks my approval like I seek his before I take another man, I wouldn’t dream of fucking someone else without him knowing about it” I said, she looked at me and gave me a half smile, the barman was standing watching us, what would you like to drink ladies?” he said brightly aimed at Julia, we ordered and he brought the drinks, Julia had her purse in her hand, “on the house” he smiled, “oh, that’s nice” she said, “I have a feeling we will have to pay in some way for those” I said, “oooo, what do you think he has in mind for us” she said, “I don’t know but I have the feeling that we are already into it” I said recalling the first time I met him, “one thing you can be sure of Julia, he does nothing by chance, he knows exactly what he is doing all the time” I said looking over the top of my glass at him as I sipped my drink, I could have taken him there and then as my nipples puckered inside my jacket, I was suddenly glad of my condition, I glanced at him again, he was deep in conversation with his friend, and apparently ignoring us completely, the bell sounded and we slurped back our drinks, then we made our way to the circle seats, ideally placed, there were 4 empty seats at the far end of the row with our number, a sudden thought hit me, why 4, was his friend joining us, was this going to be a foursome, was he going to torment me all night by sitting me next to a stranger, make me wait, it was just like him to do that and that is exactly what he did, Julia and I were sat together when they came out of the bar, they climbed the stairs to our row and moved along it, Julia was sitting in the seat at the end, he moved past me stopping to greet me with a kiss on the cheek, I got hold of his arm as he leaned forward but I had taken my fix of touching the hairs on his arm, I was leaking already, what was it that this man did to me, what power did he have over me, he then moved along as Julia stood up and moved her seat one along to allow him to sit at the end, the other guy sat down beside me with Julia at the other side of me, the guy said a hello and introduced himself as Tim, he said he was a friend of Gerald’s, I was not sure of the arrangement so I just had to go with the flow, I was not sure whether I was expected to fuck this man or what, Julia leaned my way, “what’s going on?” she asked, “I have no idea but it won’t be dull, you can be sure of that” I said, I noted that my friend had hung his arm over the rest, just like he did the first time, I recalled how annoyed I was by it but lived to regret my attempts to move it, I was half watching him and Julia smiled at him, then she put her hand on his and began to play with the hairs on his wrist, “like mother, like daughter” I thought, the guy beside me shuffled in his seat as he moved his shoulder towards me, I looked and smiled at him, he was looking down at me, I glanced down and realised that because the female jacket fastens that way, the outside lapel that was the farthest away from him was bulging slightly open, showing the top of my breast as it nestled in my jacket, he was looking internet casino at my tits, “good start!” I thought, “so the stage was set, I would show him, I would show that man on the end of the row that I was up for this, “bring them on, I can fuck them all” I thought as I straightened and flicked a button on my jacket, I glanced down again, the result was perfect, now part of my areola was showing or peeping around my lapel, he glanced my way again, I smiled again and again his eyes went down, he took a good look and placed his arm on the rest beside mine, the lights dimmed and the show started, I thought I would test for reaction, I lifted my hand and scratched my nose, as I put it back down again, I turned my wrist slightly sideways and my hand came down on top of his, I slid my fingers through the gap between his thumb and forefinger and curled them into the palm, his hand tightened slightly on mine, the preliminaries were over, Julia was now leaning Gerald’s way, her elbow over his arm so that her shoulder was into his territory, I know, I had been there,, I ran my thumb over Tim’s knuckles, he gripped my fingers tighter, I was leaning against him and he kept looking across and down, there was a dull glow from the emergency lights on the row in front, the door was at the end of that row, “Tim looked again, I turned partly towards him, “would you like to see” I said quietly, “what?” he asked, “what you keep looking at” I said, “how did you know?” he said, “you’re a man aren’t you?” I said, “do all men try to look?” he asked softly, “yes, of course, “tell me what you think” I said as I turned my body part way towards him then took the lapel in my finger tips and pulled it away slightly, my breast was now visible inside the jacket, the nipple erect and distended, the areola dark and inviting smooth and shiny around it’s centre, he looked and I saw him gulp, “that was an encouraging sign” I thought, “I sat back, I looked at him again, “so?” I said as I moved my hand over and stroked the back of his hand, sliding my fingers into his on top, “beautiful” he whispered, I Glanced at Julia, she had Gerald’s hand over the arm and his hand on her leg, her hand on top of his, I sensed that she had put it there as she kept looking down at it and then back up at the stage, so reminiscent, as I watched, she took her skirt in the tips of her fingers and slowly pulled it back so that his hand slipped onto her stockinged leg, she glanced at me and smiled, Julia by the way was wearing a little black dress, made of black lace and quite transparent although she did have black underwear on, with a slightly flared skirt, I slipped another button on my jacket as the theatre erupted in laughter at the show, now it was open but not obvious to my abdomen, only visible to him because of how I was sitting although once again, if the guy in front had turned round he might just have filled his trousers, I slid my fingers back between the thumb and forefinger of Tim’s hand and pulled his hand and his arm off the rest onto my side, I kept his hand moving across me a so that it was resting against the join in my jacket, then I slid my fingers along the palm and his fingers, straightening them then sliding his hand and my fingers into my jacket I felt the back of his fingers touch my abdomen, “touchdown” I thought, I glanced at him, he was sweating and he licked his lips, I smiled at him, “be gentle” I said as I slid his hand up over my breast, the back of it scr****g my rock hard nipples as it went, I looked at him again and smiled, “you are worth every penny” he said softly, “I know” I said, so that was the game we were playing, as my hand moved his to the bottom of my breast, I turned his fingers moving mine off his and leaning forward, by breast went into his hand and he closed his fingers around it as his little finger and the next finger slid over my nipple, it puckered, I slid the hand out again and returned it to the arm seat, that was quite enough for the moment, half time might answer a few questions, I glanced at Julia, she had her eyes closed and Gerald’s hand was up her skirt, I judged right to the top, by the position of his arm between her legs as well, I watched and she opened her legs slightly.The lights went up for half time, as I stood up I fastened the lower of my jacket buttons covering my abdomen but left the top one loose, I felt really sexy and raunchy, Julia stood up looking a bit flushed, we all four trooped out to the bar, as we entered, Tim pulled out a piece of paper and looked at it, then he scanned the room and we went to get our drinks that were waiting on güvenilir casino a shelf, we stood near the bar, “so what did you think of the performance” Tim said to me, “it was great, we should do this more often” I said looking at my friend, he smiled at me, I scowled at him, he moved to one side leaving Julia talking to Tim, I moved beside him, “tell me?” he said, “tell you what?” I snapped, “tell me what I have done wrong now?” he said, “you could have warned me, I would have worn something more.. you know” I said, “no, I don’t, I think you look fabulous no matter what you wear and that outfit is perfect for this evening, Tim is very impressed, I can tell, he and I are very old friends” he said smoothly “so what am I being punished for tonight” I said, “I don’t know what you are talking about, I am not punishing you for anything, you have been a good girl” he said, “but Tim” I said, “what about Tim?” he said, “he’s paying for me right?” I said, “wrong, he’s not paying for you at all, he is the general manger of this theatre and it was him who paid for the tickets and the drinks, he gets a discount and he asked me to be his guest for this show, naturally I thought of you and invited you along” he said, by now I was staring at him, dreading what he was going to say, “but he told me I was worth every penny” I said, “ah!, that must be his way of saying that he approves of my choice of ladies, I told him I was planning on taking my new girlfriend up to Newcastle to a Lecture I have to attend and he asked me if the trip would be expensive, I told him it would cost me a fortune in hotels and new clothes for her, I also told him that he would be meeting her tonight as she was coming to the performance, I looked at him and whimpered, “is something wrong, are you ok?” he said, I put my hand on his arm, I thought I was going to faint, “I.. err…. err showed him my tits” I said hesitantly, he started to laugh, “no wonder he likes you” he said, “it gets worse” I said, looking at him out of my eye corners, “what?” he said, I put his hand on one and let him grope me” I said, I thought he was going to collapse with laughter, Tim and Julia looked around at us, I was blushing bright red, I could feel myself, I could have cried, how could I have been so stupid, and his good friend at that, “oh! the shame of it” I thought, “well! we should get lots of invitations to the golf club dinners, Tim is the vice president so it will be round there by the end of the weekend” he said, I thought for a minute, “what would happen if I compromised him a little bit?” I said, “how?” he asked, “how do you think?” I said smiling at him, “only with your permission of course” I said, “where?” he asked, “where you took me of course” I replied, “ok, if you want to, you know I cannot deny you anything, especially in that outfit, by the way, your tits are showing” he said, “I know” I said, he smiled at me knowingly, the bell went and I dashed for the toilet, just managing a pee before the start, I settled down beside Tim again, I knew just what I was doing, who for and why, I was back in control again, I linked his arm and held his hand, making sure that he got a nice look at my breasts again, Julia hadn’t said much during the interval, I hoped everything was ok with her, I leaned against Tim’s shoulder my head about two inches away, he kept glancing across at my breasts, I looked at him long and lingering as I tried to give him my smouldering look, “would you like to touch them again Tim?” I said, he smiled at me and looked down at them as I was partly turned to him, I looked down and moved his hand across onto my jacket, then I slipped my fingers out of his and undid my button again, I got hold of his wrist with my other arm and pulled it into my jacket , his fingers closed around my breast, running his thumb over the nipple, I took a sharp intake of breath as though it was having a marked effect on me, I was very close to his face, I lifted my hand and put my finger against his cheek then pulled his face to meet mine, I leaned forward and kissed him on the lips, his grip tightened on my breast, his trousers jumped, “wow” I thought, I still have it, I dropped my hand over his side of the chair and stroked the inside of his leg, “can we take this somewhere private Tim” I said, “what about Gerald?” he said hoarsely, “why, do you want him to come and watch, he’s paying so don’t worry” I said quietly, he smiled at me, “my office is private” he said, I looked around, Julia was sat almost facing Gerald, his hand back up her skirt, she was rocking in her seat as though he was finger fucking her which I suspected casino firmalari he was, “I’ll see you back at the car” I said handing her the keys, she looked at me, I smiled at her, Tim stood up to a lot of whispering from behind him to sit down, I stood up and my tits nearly fell out, I had forgotten about my jacket, we sneaked out and went along a passage , then up some stairs and into a fairly large office, as we got through the door, I got hold of this coat and pulled him back, I curled my hand round his neck and planted a big kiss on him, my reason was that I did not want any surprise visitors so I was turning the key in the door with my other hand while he was distracted, his hand went straight up to my tits, grasping them hard, “oooo Tim, don’t be so rough, I am very delicate” I said as I looked at him, he was sweating and licking his lips again, I undid the last two buttons on my jacket and pulled it open, he nearly passed out as his cock tented in his trousers, “oh, Tim, that looks like a nice bundle you have there , is it all for me?” I said as I went down on my knees in front of him, I stroked my hand down his trouser front and undid his belt, then I pulled his trouser top apart and his zip slid down, he had old fashioned Y fronts on, I took the contents in my hand and groped them, the packet was very full, he was still fondling my tits, I stood up and pushed him back over the desk, then I straddled him with both my knees on the desk as I sat on top of him, his legs dangling over the edge of the desk, my bag was laid on the desk so I got hold of it and pulled out a condom, “better to be safe than sorry, we don’t want lots of little Tim’s running around, do we?” I said, I put the condom in its gold foil between my teeth and pulled down his Y fronts, his cock sprang out, It wasn’t as big as the packet had suggested but then nothing ever is, I got hold of his cock and wanked it, it was quite hard before I began, by the time I was ready to fuck him, it was rock solid, I got hold of the condom packet and ripped it open with my teeth then slid the slippery ultra-thin rubber over his cock I crawled forward hitching up my skirt, I pulled my thong to one side and sat on his cock, I began to ride him, it felt nice to have a fairly large cock inside me again, I decided that I might have to fake this because I wanted to get back to Gerald, I heard the applause as the show ended, the office over looked the theatre and was on a level with the gangway for the lighting crew which was like a plank hanging from the ceiling of the theatre, I was frantically jerking on his cock but what I didn’t notice was that he was moving across his desk as I bounced, my tits flailing on my chest, he got hold of my tits and began to grope me “oh yes, oh Tim, that’s fantastic, yes Tim, yes, do it harder Tim” I said, it might have been my imagination but I thought I could hear an echo of myself saying it, “that’s it Tim, squeeze those titties” I said, again the echo was there again, “oh yes, I’m coming Tim, I’m coming,” I said as I began to shake, then he started, “I’m coming with you” he shouted, this time I did hear an echo, I looked at the desk, there was a red light on by a microphone stand, the button was under his head, this was the theatre sound system that we were plugged into, his head must have hit the button during his progress along the desk, I felt him fill the condom as he let out a big groan, “oh Tim, that was fantastic” I said, I climbed off him and looked out of the window, most of the audience were standing and clapping, even the guys on the walkway were clapping as they looked through the window, there was a loud knocking at the door, “Mr Harlow, are you ok Mr Harlow?” a woman’s voice said, I climbed off him and pulled down my skirt looking quickly at the bulb of the condom to make sure it hadn’t burst he laid panting on his back, I fastened my jacket, picked up my bag, straightened my skirt and headed for the door, as I unlocked it and opened it, two women attendants who show people to their seats passed me in the door way as they rushed in, I made a sharp exit, I could hear them behind me, “oh! Mr Harlow” they said, I went back to the car park and Julia and Gerald were standing by my car creasing themselves, almost doubled over with laughter, “so did you hear all that?” I asked, “oh yes, we would not have missed it for the world, the whole theatre heard it, what happened?” Julia asked, “he caught the switch for the public address with his head as I fucked him” I said, “that should have put an end to any gossip he might have tried to spread, it will probably be in the newspapers tomorrow” Gerald said, it was, headlines in the local paper “phantom at the opera” were the headlines, then the story about a mystery woman and the general manager having a romantic assignation in his office, but that was tomorrow.To be continued….

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Happy Birthday sisI don’t really consider myself a sexually-active. I don’t enjoy watching porn (that much). And I don’t even have a steady boyfriend. But mind you that I am full-fledge female. I love to dress up. I love to keep myself tidy. I love to hang out with friends. My short story revolves around how my brother-in-law forced himself into me and how it’s changed me forever.In hindsight (which is always 20/20) I should have noticed his advances early. Real fucking early. Now I realize that he’s a fucking perv to begin with. I was 14 back then and he was recenttly married to my eldest sister. (I was youngest if you had to do some math.) He was always so sweet to me. He would bring me sweets, gifts and surprises whenever they showed up at my parents place. Sometimes I thought he was just teasing when thong panties ended up in my panty drawer with a post it on the crotch saying cute things, as I thought of back then. I guess this perv was really checking me out as early as then. It kind of grossed me out now that I think about it but I’m kind of turned on a bit. For the 4 years that I now think he agonizingly waited for me to turn 18 he became more touchy feely. The hugs got more personal. I would always catch him looking at my crotch area. One time we were on the floor playing monoploy and I caught him time and again looking at it. So I kind of teased him a bit canlı kaçak iddaa by slightly splaying my crossed-leg position to expose some panty on the side.There were also a lot of times when I would watch TV in the den and I would be laying down on the floor with my legs really drawn apart and my feet up. And since I wear boxers all the time I made sure that I would wiggle my legs apart so he can see some panty exposed. Deep inside I may be seducing him a bit but this was when I was under 18 so sue me! (hahaha)But the day I turned 18 it was a party celebration waiting to happen! And I knew he’d be there. The family showed up on Sunday and we were all into it. It was summer so the pool was occupied and the k**s were running amok. I dressed into a light white summer dress but wore a brightly pink bikini top and bottom underneath to impress. He quickly latched onto me. He was making a lot of small talk. He was touching my hands and shoulders a lot. And I kept noticing how he was trying to be gentleman-like by ushering me forward by touching the top of my butt.On one occassion I had to go up to my room as I forgot my cellphone and that’s when it happened. I did not notice him follow me and I must have not realized that the second floor was empty of folks. As I was rummaging through my drawer it happened. He grabbed me from behind and kissed me on the canlı kaçak bahis neck. I kinda closed my eyes as it felt nice but quickly realized who that could be. He spun me around with a big grin on his face. “Happy Birthday, s*s!” along with his tight grip on my waist. “You look awfully nice today!” is all he said as his hands moved up towards my breasts. He cupped them as quickly as I swatted them away. But he was forceful. And it hurt. He forced himself into me by trying to kiss my neck some more but I kept resisting. I guess he grew tired of it after a while and he just took the straps of my sun dress and yanekd it down. I was exposed. In my bright bikini. I did not want to cause a commotion which now I realize I should have. He threw me on my bed and mounted on top of me. He yanked my top away to expose my a-cup breasts and he licked them. He bit on my nipples. He squeezed both of them hard. I had tears in my eyes from the sheer pain and he won’t stop. I was hoping the door was ajar but it was closed shut. Then he slid down a bit and pulled my bottoms down. I didn’t raise my hips to let it off easily but he pulled hard anyway. I shaved that night in preparation for my major-hood but I guess it became a fucking treat for him.He lapped my pussy. He didn’t care about what I felt. He just wanted his tongue on my clit and his fingers violating my bahis siteleri canlı cunt. It was not the least bit erotic. It was a wet tongue and a thick set of fingers. I knew he enjoyed it because he muffled as he slurped on my pussy. Then he stood and dropped his white shorts down and exposed himself to me. My god! It was huge and thick. Fuck! Yeah, was my thought. If he were to impale me with that how will I even react. “You want this you bitch?” he asked as he lined it on my slit and rubbed it. At this point I was not resisting much anymore. I knew it was going to happen so I just let it be. “Fuck you!” was all I could say. Then he let me have it. All 8 inches of it. He shoved it into me. I’m happy my pussy was wet, a bit from his saliva so I had some help getting it in. He thurst into me. He thrust hard. I felt his cock head hitting something at the back of my cunt that I’ve never felt before. It wasn’t long this ordeal. A couple of minutes in. A lot of hard thrusts. A lot of heavy squeezes on my tits and he announced himself cumming. I got scared as I was not on the pill and tried to recant my pussy off him but he was prepared. He held my ass and ground himself in and then erupted inside of me. “Fuck you bitch!” And then he fell on top of me. As his cock subsided and fell out of my pussy I felt a stream of cum rushing out of my cunt. He stood up, wiped the sweat beads off his forehead and pulled his shorts back up. He slapped my pussy hard while slipping another finger in. “Yeah, I got you!” is what he said. I guess referring to what he thinks as devirginizing me. “Happy Birthday, s*s!” and then he left the room!

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Walking HomeMonday afternoon and the school bell finally rings for Home Time. You grab your stuff and run out of the school doors to get home as quick as you can. You run a fair few streets then start to get puffed out. Suddenly you notice a grey delivery van driving slowly alongside you and you get nervous. The van draws closer to you as you gather up speed again, then you glance and see the driver’s window half open and a guy with a dark hoodie and sunglasses starting at you; he licks his lips and makes blow-job movements with his tongue inside his mouth. The van drives off quickly.A street or two passed and you are playing with your ipod, trying to watch more of that porn clip you downloaded off the internet. Suddenly you are grabbed from behind and thrown into the back of the van. Your mouth is stuffed with something soft, but slightly smelly like socks, your head is covered with something dark and sweet scented and your hands are tied roughly behind your back.In your panic and desperation you feel your panties become wet; strangely you’re not so worried about getting k**napped, but you’ve wet your nice clean knickers.You hear the van door slide shit and the van drive off, you lose track of where you’re going and are helpless to call out. Suddenly the van stops, the doors open again and the man grabs hold of you. As you lie on your back you feel his hands touch your small pert breasts, you feel his fingers slide through the buttons on your school uniform and tease you feeling the fabric of your first cotton bra. From the top, you feel each button of your school blouse come undone, now your nipples start to erect, you have no idea who this guy is, but you imagine him to be the guy from across the street you`ve been teasing this last few days. In your mind you can see his bulging cock ready for your attention. But now you’re unsure who this man is; he doesn`t smell like the guy who casino oyna visited you and let you play with his manhood.This man now pulls your school blouse over your shoulders and gets a better look at your small pert titties encased in the brassiere your wearing, you feel his fingers undo the clasp at your back and sigh as he pulls your bra off and pulls it over your head and you feel his warm breath hover over your bare exposed breasts. Although you cannot feel them; you know his lips are barely inches from your pert nipples, you try to feel sexier so those nipples will protrude even further, suddenly you feel his lips touch your left nipple and the shiver runs through your body tingling every nerve in your perfect female body.His lips barely touch the soft gently skin of your breast, he moves his lips around your nipple and occasionally lets his tongue moisten your nipple, he softly blows cool air upon your nipple; arousing you further. Again you feel another surge of wetness between the legs as you knickers get a second soaking from your seeping vagina, although this time you know it is not urine.While he is attending to your left breast with his mouth and your right breast with his hand, he whispers he can smell your feminine juices, but you`ll have to wait patiently before he attends to it.He spends another ten minutes kissing and caressing your breasts, before you feel his hands take hold of your hips, you feel your navy school skirt being tugged down your thighs, down your lower legs and finally off your feet. You feel him and the van move as he grabs your ankles and drags you out the back of the van, you collapse on the ground. You notice you can smell grass and leaves and fresh air, he grabs your hair and leads you across the rough ground semi-naked to a tree and ties you to it. Your arms are tied to wide spreading branches and your legs are forced apart; again you canlı casino siteleri feel his hands touch your breasts and play with them roughly this time, tweaking your nipples with his fingers, biting them teasingly, slapping your breasts so they wobble in front of his eyes; he has you right in his command.Suddenly you feel something cold and metallic against your hip, you hear a feint snip and you discover this man has a pair of scissors and had just cut one side of your wet panties. You feel the coldness of the scissors as he moves them and they touch your wet vaginal entry, he slides them inside the part of your knickers that are still being held up and you feel the cold metal move your nubile pubic hairs, you don’t have many yet, but what you have move and turn you on again.The scissors are removed and you hear them land on the ground. Now you feel the breath of this man, inches from your wet anticipating pussy. Jackpot: his tongue finally touches your wet panties and licks in up and down motions, taking in the intoxicating aroma and taste of your sweet feminine juices. He licks your pussy for a good ten minutes inserting his tongue deeper and deeper into your vagina.Snip…. Those wet panties fall from your pussy, leaving you totally exposed. “I know what I forgot!” He says, half to himself, half not….You hear rustling as he rushed to and from the van getting whatever he wanted. Then he approaches you again, grabs your breasts again firmly but as rough as before, then slides his hands up to your throat, he takes hold of your head covering and pulls it off.Immediately you see it is the guy from across the street, fully dressed with his semi-hard penis sticking out of his trousers. You look down and see that you are indeed totally naked and tied to the tree in a wooded area. Now you can see him; the guy undresses down to his underpants and to your surprise he urinates casino şirketleri himself; his grey cotton boxer shorts now sport a dark grey patch and it grew ever bigger and the trickle of urine running down his leg turned you on even more.He approaches you and kneels down before you, thanking you for allowing him this fantasy; he takes hold of your cut wet panties and smells them in front of you, then leans forward and kisses your sweet nubile pubes, letting his tongue occasionally filter through the pubic hairs down to your wet dripping vaginal area, then down the inside of your perfectly toned thighs savoring all your juice.He cuts your wrists down from the spread branches and the blood quickly recovers in your arms. You kneel down in front of him and kiss his urine soaked boxer shorts. You remove his underpants and take hold of his wet penis. Yes, you take hold of his semi-erect cock and start to masturbate him as his manhood grows ever larger. You are like Adam and Eve in the Garden of Eden.He grabs hold of you in his arms and pushes you back against the tree and aligns his Hard Cock against your still wet pussy. He leans closer to you and you feel his cock penetrate you and force its way up into your vagina; something you had never experienced before or will never again! You feel the pain of being violated, but you fell the pleasure and ecstasy in equal measure and allow this man to take you. Larger and larger you feel his cock as it forces your cunt to its maximum expenditure. You gasp in pleasure and relief at being taken by this man you have only known a matter of days.You collapse on the ground together and spend a considerable amount of time fore-playing and getting to know each other better, until you recover enough to make love again, and again. Finally you both lie on the ground and realize it is time to leave; you know your Mother will be wondering where you’ve go to.You get redressed minus your panties; which he has firmly tucked away in his pocket and straighten your hair up. As you approach the van you notice him unclip a video camera from a nearby tree.“It`s just for us my Darling…. Our first time!” He smiled.

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india seduces meI’m back with the stories again so you might like this one. i was spending a night at india house for the weekend so i can hang out with her and catch up with her so i got there india was excited to see me she hugged me so tight i got turn on i told her, i- india i got do something real quick i be right back she said you can set yourself up in my room. i said ok i went in her and set all my stuff down and i was getting horny so i start to touch myself i moaned “AHHHHHH! i shouted güvenilir bahis şirketleri f*ck i cummed really hard then i changed to my pj’s and went downstairs to india who was still waiting for me she said “what took you so long? i said “i was talking to my cousin. i lied but i was masturbating. then she said “hmmmm. i said ok then we chatted during night i asked india where do i sleep at. she said with me so i crawl to her bed and went to sleep later that night bets10 i was having a hot dream about me fucking india so hard we cammed i woke up india was still awake she said i saw you masturbating in my i was peaking the whole time. i was getting horny again but she know this time so she said come let’s go to my playroom she grabbed my hand and took me to the guest room or what she call playroom india pushed me to the bed she was taking her pj’s off i said is this really happening bets10 giriş cuz i’m extremly horny i took off my pj’s and kissed india she finger me i almost camed but didn’t so i was my turn i sucked her pussy”uhhh that feels good” she said putting her hand on my head i was a eating her pussy out she couldn’t stop moaning so i stopped then she “oh please don’t stop she said. i finger her pussy, FUCK ME with those fingers she said i’m gonna cum but she didn’t. we started to grinding pussy to pussy then our pussys were smacking each other both of us i couldn’t stop smacking my pussy to india. IT feels so good i said then i couldn’t take it i collapsed on india feelin hot cum coming out of both me and india pussys then we kissed. to be continued

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Threads: The Island

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Threads: The IslandEdwin looked at the pile of paperwork on his desk and rubbed at his eyes. It had been a really long day, and only midway through what was bound to be a long week. It had begun with his friend Danny’s death two days ago, and since then the Island had been a hive of activity getting things prepared. In a couple of days time Danny’s c***dren would arrive on the Island, having just found out that they were triplets given up for adoption, and they’d be meeting here for the very first time. On top of that he had a burial to organise for Danny on the Island. Add in organising supplies and planning for every contingency, and it was no wonder he felt exhausted. It was two in the morning and high time he had some stress relief. He got up from his desk, winced at the pain in his back and moved to the door of his office, part of his home on the Island upstairs from the clinic, and headed for the exit, moving quietly down the stairs as was his habit. Once outside he smiled. He’d always loved the cool breeze that caressed the Island through the night. He turned left and took the path down to the beach, taking a right between two large bushes on the narrow path the kitchen staff used to bring supplies into the kitchens. A couple of turns and he was moving around the edge of the building where the Islands food was prepared and stored, unstaffed at this time of night. He knew if anyone spotted him they’d just assume he was going for his habitual late night snack, but he knew different. He bypassed the main doors to the kitchen and entered the small courtyard that served the dual purpose of somewhere to store the trash and somewhere the chefs and porters could sneak out to for a smoke. Casually he glanced around and seeing no-one he slipped over to the backdoor of the pastry kitchen and entered a code in the keypad, a different code from the one normally used to open the door. A quiet bump sounded next to one of the bins and he moved to the corner, reached down and pulled the handle that was now protruding from the flagstoned yard. A small hatch appeared with a ladder heading down, barely visible in the moonlight. He quickly slid himself into the narrow passage and closed the hidden hatch above him, seeing the dim lights illuminating the twenty three rungs below him. Reaching the bottom he turned around and punched another code into the wall and the small box beside it opened. He pressed his hand to the small screen inside the box and the door beside him swung open. Edwin smiled in anticipation. He had a lot of catching up to do. He entered the saferoom, or as he thought of it, the ‘Bunker’ where he could retreat to if the Island was ever attacked. He ignored the open plan living area and kitchen and moved straight to the door on his left, a control room where he could make contact with the outside world if need be, but his focus wasn’t on the emergency facilities. He moved straight to the console housing the covert CCTV system that Danny Tripps had painstakingly built in secret over the last fifteen years. His friends words came back to him, as they always did when he looked at the setup. “There’s no point in being trapped in here. Much better to see what’s going on outside. Then you retain an advantage the other side doesn’t even know about. Information is power.”Edwin smiled and moved to the large leather desk chair facing the bank of fifteen screens. Three large screens, a dozen smaller, all assigned letters from A to O. The one hundred and thirty eight cameras hidden around the island were numbered, making the system incredibly simple to operate. Simply type in the letter for the screen then the camera number, hit enter and that’s what you saw. The whole system was set up on a motion-activation principle, immediately discarding data that had nothing happening and that suited Edwins purposes perfectly. He settled his fingers on the keyboard, typed A68 and hit Enter. The first of the three large screens flickered into view, a camera situated in the bedroom of Danny’s favourite PA, Patricia,. She was one of Edwin’s favourites too, a hot, toned blonde with a bundle of intelligence and determination. It wasn’t her intellect that interested him at present though as he watched the live feed from her vacant bedroom, his memory providing him with hundreds of images of her sleeping in that very bed. He felt the familiar stirring in his groin and smiled. Time to move the recording back. His fingers found the small dial next to the keyboard, punched in the camera number and then rotated it back. The simple system allowed him to review all recorded footage from that particular camera and he was viewing it in reverse. A couple of chambermaids darted around briefly at high speed, and then the footage caught up to Patricia undressing then sleeping. The footage continued in reverse at high speed, skipping past hours of her lying still. She’d been asleep for five hours or so when he saw her leap out of bed, naked, and grab a towel, then disappear backwards into the bathroom. He reset the dial, his left hand coming to rest on his belt, and as the footage began to play on the screen he unfastened his belt and trousers. Patricia appeared from the bathroom, her skin flushed from the shower, wrapped in a fluffy white towel, and as Edwin pulled down his fly and slid his hand in his trousers, she opened her towel. Seeing her side on as she lifted the towel, her body taught and firm, her breasts pert and round, Edwin slipped his hand around his cock, slowly stroking himself as he watched her dry herself. She moved too quickly for him though, drying herself rapidly then slipping under the sheet on her bed, settling down to go to sleep. Edwin frowned and punched in B69, bringing up the footage from the en-suite bathroom in Patricia’s room. He punched 69 in next to the dial and rolled it back, seeing her in a high-speed blur in the shower, moving it back to play as soon as the maid appeared who’d cleaned the bathroom earlier. While he stroked himself in anticipation the maid finished her work, the lighting changed and Patricia appeared. Dressed only in a black thong, she walked up to the sink, her gorgeous breasts on display and as she brushed her teeth, Edwin zoomed the camera in on her breasts, stroking himself as he watched them jiggle back and forth with every motion of her arm. “Come on, you hot bitch,” he muttered. “Get in the fucking shower.”The teeth brushing continued for another minute and then she disappeared off screen, so Edwin zoomed the view back out, seeing her step into the shower cubicle. The water began immediately and he slowed the footage down as she stepped out the cubicle to remove her thong. In slow motion she inserted her thumbs in her waistband and bent over, sliding the black material down her hips, thighs and finally to the floor, and with a casual flick of her foot, the thong ended up back in the bedroom. Edwins grip tightened on his cock. She always did this before she went in the shower. Always. He zoomed in a little closer. Patricia stood up straight and stretched, her arms rising high above her head, her breasts jutting out. Edwin groaned, licking his lips in anticipation of what came next. Her right hand slid down over her taught, flat stomach, sliding down over her shaved skin until her middle finger made contact with her clitoris. “Go on, you fucking slut,” he muttered, his fist pumping as he watched. Patricia’s middle finger rubbed her clit up and down a couple of times, then in slow-motion, she moved it down her slit, rubbed up and down once, then plunged her middle finger deep inside her pussy. “Fuck that dirty unwashed cunt, you whore,” Edwin growled. His fist was pumping furiously on his cock now, loving what he saw on the screen. Patricia dipped her finger in and out three times, and as Edwin zoomed the view back out, he smiled wickedly as she raised the finger to her lips and sucked it into her mouth, her head tilted back. “That’s a good slut,” He grunted. She stepped forward into the shower, and Edwin stroked his cock, watching the hot water sluicing down the curves of her body. “Come on, you dirty bitch. Do it.” His fist was pumping rapidly up and down on his cock, his eyes fixated on the screen. Patricia turned in the shower and squatted down, her back against the wall. Edwin smiled and zoomed the camera in, framing her as her legs came up and her buttocks rested on the shower floor. He could see her pussy, her asshole, tits and face and he felt his heart lift in excitement. “Go on. Get busy.”She tilted one hip and her left hand appeared under her ass, her index finger rubbing at her brown puckered hole. “Do it, slut,” Edwin muttered.Her right hand appeared between her legs, her fingertips brushing against her clit. Her mouth was open in anticipation, Edwin mirroring her expression on screen. Suddenly she slid two fingers into her pussy, plunging them in deep and her body stiffened in pleasure. Edwin smiled. “And now the ass, you filthy little whore.”Patricia’s finger that had been rubbing gently at her ass suddenly pushed, forcing her up to the first knuckle in that tightest of places. He watched as her expression turned nasty and she pushed harder, sinking the finger in her ass and the two in her pussy as deep as they would go. Her breathing was fast now, as intense as the expression on her face. Edwin realised he was strangling his cock, his grip was so tight, so he eased up the pressure a fraction and continued stroking at a frantic pace, his free hand pulling his black shirt up around his shoulders in anticipation. Patricia began to plunge her fingers deep inside herself, fucking both her holes at once canlı bahis şirketleri with vigour, and Edwin’s fist pumped up and down his cock, imagining it was his cock going in and out of her ass like that. She paused for a second, adding a second finger to her asshole and a third to her pussy, then pushing hard, she slid them all back in again. “Fucking filthy bitch,” he snarled, knowing what was coming next, feeling his balls begin to tighten in anticipation. Patricia’s fingers were plunging in and out of her ass and cunt, as hard and fast as she could physically manage, and then her entire body stiffened and her head smacked back hard against the wall of the shower as she came. Her fingers flew out her holes, all of them going rapidly into her wide open mouth, and as Edwin watched her suck on them, he saw her pussy twitching as she came and her ass opening and closing in glorious, exquisite detail. He came too. Hot cum splattered out his cock onto his stomach, one spurt and a second, the remainder flopping and dripping onto his pelvis, matting his grey pubic hair, coating his hand.Patricia’s mouth closed, sucking hard on those fingers that had been deep inside her wet pussy, her tight ass, her brow furrowed and her cheeks rosy as her orgasm washed over her. “Fucking dirty little whore,” Edwin panted, his eyes glued to the screen as his hand fondled his sticky cock. Patricia recovered quickly, her fingers leaving her mouth only to quickly tweak her nipples once, then she stood, rinsed herself off, washed her hands and turned the shower off. Edwin leaned in the chair, panting and grinning as she left the shower. “Filthy fucking whore,” he muttered. Idly he wondered who he’d stroke off to tomorrow morning. Over the last decade his habit had sat him in this chair and made him stroke off to movie stars, musicians, models, hundreds of gorgeous women unknowingly recorded in their most intimate of moments while visiting the Island as guests of Danny. And Edwin had them all recorded and stored. All for his personal pleasure. “Maybe the Doctor,” he muttered. “Or maybe I’ll get that slut to dress up for me again. Some new fodder arriving soon though.” He smiled, having seen the files of the three triplets. The two girls were hot. He was looking forward to seeing both of them in the most exquisite of detail. Edwin carefully lowered his shirt over his cum-splattered stomach then fastened up his trousers and belt, trapping the cooling semen against his skin. Carefully he stood up and walked to the exit, feeling it oozing down his stomach. He smiled, loving the feeling, the scent of his own cum, especially if he bumped into anyone outside. He’d deliberately hold them in conversation, just to see if they’d notice the smell. Few did, none of them figured it out though. He left the ‘Bunker’ and entered the kitchen, taking the sandwich that the Chef always left out for him, munching on it as he walked back to his apartment above the clinic. KyleThe phone rang on Kyle’s desk. He frowned, not needing the interruption. For the last three days he’d been working twelve hours trying to get the recommendation done for his company to purchase EDIT, an electronic records management application and he was nearly there. “Hello. Kyle Watson, Business Strategy Team. Can I help you?” He replied, the standard answer whenever an internal call came through to his desk.”It’s Reception. There’s a Mister Crowler here to see you. Says he’s a lawyer.”Kyle frowned. “I don’t have him in my diary.””He says it’s urgent that he speak with you,” The security guy at reception stated. “Em, okay. I’ll be right down.””Cheers.” The other end of the line went dead. Kyle headed for the elevator, the frown still creasing his features, wondering why a lawyer would be coming to see him. There was nothing legal he was involved in at work, he knew he was a pretty well behaved guy, and he knew he was up to date on his loan payments and all that. He entered the elevator and hit the button for the ground floor, leaning against the wall as he tried to think of a single reason why a lawyer would be wanting to see him, but by the time the doors opened and he reached the reception desk, he still hadn’t come up with one. “He’s in there,” The portly security guy grunted, poking a thumb in the direction of one of the vacant meeting rooms HR used for interviews. Kyle looked over, seeing an elderly man, around the age of retirement, but there was something very sharp about him. Maybe the slicked back white hair, or the black suit, shirt and tie, but from his initial glance, Kyle wouldn’t be surprised to find out that this guy was Lucifers lawyer. He had that supremely confident look about him. His frown still on his face, Kyle opened the door. “Hi. I’m Kyle Watson. Can I help you with something?”The lawyer immediately stood offering a surprisingly warm handshake. “I’m Mister Crowler, Kyle. Thankyou for agreeing to meet with me at such short notice.””Sure,” Kyle said, closing the door and taking a seat opposite the old man. “Do you mind if you tell me straight away what it is you want? We’ve got three of the Company Directors in the building today, so it’s kinda busy upstairs.” The old man nodded. “Very well. I’m sure you’re wondering why a lawyer has turned up out of the blue to see you. It involves an inheritance from a relative and you’re one of the listed beneficiaries.”Kyle’s eyes widened at the lawyers words. “Oh.” “Not what you were expecting?” Mister Crowler asked, an eyebrow raised at the expression on Kyle’s face.”I didn’t know what to expect, but this wasn’t even on the list,” Kyle admitted. “Who are we talking about here? I don’t know of any relatives of mine that have died.” He frowned as he thought about it. “Not in the last few years anyway. Are you sure I’m the right Kyle Watson?””I’m absolutely sure.” The lawyers confident expression left Kyle in little doubt, confusing him further. “So.. Em… Who died?” Kyle nodded. “For that you’ll have to bear with me for a few moments while I show you a few files,” Mister Crowler said, flicking open his briefcase and removing several Manilla files, placing them on the desk in front of him. The old mans fingers tapped for a few seconds on the files before he cleared his throat.”Kyle, you are twenty three years old, born on the 19th of March, correct?” The lawyer’s tone was precise, factual, and Kyle nodded. “Yeah.””What I am about to tell you may come as a bit of a shock, so please bear with me.” He flicked open the first file, containing several photos. The first was a black and white image of three babies, wrapped in blankets and woolen hats and they looked like they were only a day old. “Babies,” Kyle said aloud, knowing he was stating the obvious, but if he had fifty guesses at what was inside the manilla folders, a baby picture wouldn’t have even crossed his mind.”Correct,” Mister Crowler replied. “This is a photograph taken of a set of triplets several hours after they were born on the 19th of March, twenty three and a half years ago, Kyle.”Kyle’s eyes shot up to the old man’s, but the lawyers gaze was fixed on the photo. His finger tapped the baby on Kyle’s left. “This baby was named Katarina.” His finger moved to tap on the infant on the right. “This one was named Kara, and the one in the middle was named Kyle.””Yeah, I think you’ve got the wrong Kyle, buddy,” He said immediately. “I don’t have any sisters, or twins, or whatever.” He kept quiet the realisation that the central baby did look like him in his own baby photos, but Kyle wasn’t convinced. Babies all looked the same to him anyway. “Please, bear with me,” The lawyer said firmly, moving the photograph to one side. Underneath the photo was a stack of papers, and Kyle could see Adoption Certificate written on the top one. His fingers deftly rotated the document so Kyle could read it. His eyes met the lawyers a few seconds later. “I don’t know anything about this documentation. I couldn’t tell you if it’s real or false. I know I’m not adopted though.””Is this your birth certificate, Kyle?” Mister Crowler said, sliding another document in front of Kyle. He checked and nodded, frowning as he wondered why the hell this lawyer could have a copy of what looked like his own birth certificate. “Could be, but I don’t know how you have it.”The lawyer flicked another document next to the birth certificate. “This is a name change by deed poll that accompanies the adoption certificate,” He continued in the factual, clinical and emotionless tone, flicking another two documents in front of Kyle. “And this is your original birth certificate.”Kyle forced himself to look carefully at what was in front of him. He knew that his own birth certificate was correct and couldn’t see anything on it that was strange or unusual, so he began to read the name change document, and compared it with the adoption certificate. He could feel a knot in his stomach as he failed to find any inconsistencies, and with reluctance, he looked at the original birth certificate. He read the name of the baby on the certificate and his eyes immediately shot up to the lawyers face, seeing an expression of sadness there, perhaps even a hint of empathy at the young man sitting opposite him whose very foundation was being pulled out from under him. “The… The surname?” Kyle stammered. Mister Crowler didn’t say anything. He simply slid another photograph across the table, this time of the three infants, cradled in their fathers arms. It was a younger version of a familiar face, known the world over. For the past few days it had never been off the news. Kyle looked at the certificate again, seeing the surname. Tripps. canlı poker oyna He re-read the name of the person listed as the father. Danny Tripps.Kyle looked back at the lawyer. “Seriously?”Mister Crowler nodded. “Finding out that you’re adopted must be a big shock, Kyle. Finding out your father was Danny Tripps must be just as big.”Kyle shook his head. It didn’t make sense to him, this lawyer claiming he was adopted, let alone this absurd claim that Danny fucking Tripps, one of the wealthiest men in America, was his supposed father. A thought struck him.”Did Ed put you up to this?” Kyle had two best friends, Ed and Casey. While Casey worked upstairs with him, their friend Ed worked as an illustrator on comic books, but was forever trying to punk them with practical jokes. This seemed right up his street, especially four days after the world found out Danny Tripps had died of cancer. The lawyers expression turned serious. “Kyle, I assure you this is no joke. There is more information here for you, including a letter from Mister Tripps.””A letter?” Kyle smiled, convinced this was the work of his buddy. He chuckled. “Let’s see it then.”The old man frowned but opened the second file and pulled out an envelope, the paper rich and luxurious. Kyle didn’t recognise the handwriting on the front, but he opened it up and unfolded the letter. Kyle,I imagine you’re in a bit of turmoil right now. Try not to give Mr Crowler a hard time — he’s a good man and a good friend who’s been stuck with a hard job. Anyway, you’ve just found out I’m your father. Danny Tripps, billionaire, celebrity, playboy, entrepreneur, business genius, etc. I’m sorry to say that it’s true, Kyle. And you deserve an explanation.Twenty six years ago I met a wonderful woman named Karen, we fell in love and were soon married. I started my own business making computers and doing some programming, and soon my wife fell pregnant. Life was bliss. Then the business boomed, some of the software I’d written made me a small fortune and within months I was employing hundreds of people. The business side of things isn’t important now, but a few more months passed and it was time to go to the hospital. Karen gave birth to three infants, triplets, a month early, two girls and a boy, but immediately began to have complications. She was rushed into surgery, but it was no good. Just like that, the love of my life died. She was twenty five years old. She would have been a great mother.I knew nothing about raising k**s, and I was so overwhelmed with grief that the only thing I could think of was to throw myself into my work. Anything to get away from the pain. A doctor suggested offering you and your sisters up for adoption. I agreed, thinking it was the best for you. It was the biggest regret of my life. At the time though, it was the best decision I could have made.You and your sisters were put with loving families, raised in nurturing and healthy environments, and despite my promise not to, I kept tabs on you all, helping out in little ways whenever I could. Scholarships, jobs and the like. I know it’s not parenting, but you and your sisters are the only family I have, even if we’ve never met. And that brings us round to the present. As I write this I’m dying. If you’re reading this, then I’m already gone and you might have even heard about it on the news. Which brings me round to the point of all this. For twenty five years I’ve been building a business, an empire some would say, and along the way, tens of thousands of people have come to rely on me to keep their companies afloat, keep their jobs in place so they can raise their own families. It’s a responsibility that I take seriously, which may well sound ironic to you, given that I haven’t taken responsibility for raising my own c***dren. I’d like you to meet your sisters, Katarina and Kara. I’d like the three of you to get to know each other. All that I have now belongs to the three of you. My inheritance. I’m told it’s quite a sum. Mister Crowler will give you the details on what happens next, but here’s the clip notes. Go to my Island in the Caribbean, get to know your sisters, learn a bit about what’s being asked of you and decide what you want to do. Along the way you might even get to know a little more about me. In hope and love,Danny Tripps Kyle looked at the date on the letter, noting it was only two weeks old. Gone were the doubts that this was Ed’s work. This really wasn’t his style at all. The knot in his stomach was twisting as he realised he’d have to make a call and speak to his parents. He had to ask.”Would you excuse me for a couple of minutes, Mister Crowler. I need to make a call.” Kyle saw the old man nod, but he was already on his way out the door. He moved on autopilot out the front doors of the building and onto the street, crowded with the usual mixture of coffee-toting office workers, shopping housewives and tourists and stepped into a doorway. He dialled.”Hey, honey.””Hi, Mom,” Kyle replied, trying to keep his voice relaxed and casual. “Listen, I need to ask you something.””Okay, honey, but you’ll have to be quick. Your father and I are just about to leave,” She replied. Kyle could hear a car door close in the background.”Oh, right. Today’s the hiking trip, right?”He heard his Mom sigh down the phone. “I swear Kyle, you never pay attention.”He took a deep breath. “Mom, I need you to listen to me here, okay. I just had a visit at work from a lawyer called Mister Crowler.” Kyle paused as he heard his mother shout on his father. “Ben, you need to be in on this,” He heard her say. “Okay, son. What did he say?””Mom, Dad. I’ve got to ask you. Am I adopted?” Kyle had his free hand held flat over his free ear, listening more intensely than he ever had in his life. The silence that stretched into seconds on the other end of the line added to the sinking feeling in Kyle’s stomach. “Son, it’s me,” Kyle heard as his Dad came on the phone, his tone gentle. “It’s true, son. We adopted you when you were only a few days old. I’m sorry you’ve found out like this. Do you want to meet up and talk about it? I can come and pick you up?”Kyle pressed his face into the corner of the doorway, trying to think. It was true, he was adopted. His mind whirled with a myriad of emotions, feeling like his world had just been turned upside down, so he took several deep breaths, and thought about what he knew. His friends were his friends. His parents had kept this whopping big secret, but they’d raised him and been there for twenty three years for him. Did it really matter that they weren’t linked by DNA? The thought helped him clear his head a little and he sighed. After a moment he replied. “No, it’s okay, and don’t get all worried, okay. I know you’re my parents, I know you’re my Mom and Dad, you raised me and nothing’s going to change that, okay?”He could almost hear the relief in the tones of their replies, so he pressed ahead. “Thing is, I’ve found out a little about who I was before I was adopted,” Kyle added, not quite sure how to proceed with this bit. He opted for directness. “How much do you know about that?” There was a hushed, whispered conversation at the other end of the line that ended abruptly after a few more seconds.”We know who your birth father was, honey,” Kyle’s Mom said a moment later. “Do you?”Kyle swallowed. “Yeah, I think so.” His mouth was dry but he made himself say the words. “Danny Tripps, right?””That’s right, son,” His Dad said quietly. “We weren’t supposed to know, but we did.””Has he left you something in his will?” His Mom asked. “Is that why the lawyer is there?””Em, I think so,” Kyle said, feeling more than a little nauseous now. “Listen, they’re telling me I have sisters.””What?” Both his parents replied at the same time. “That I have sisters. Twins,” He replied. “Well, actually triplets, but I’m one of them, apparently.””Kyle, son, we had no idea,” His Dad said, and Kyle knew deep inside that he was telling the truth. “sisters?””Two of them,” Kyle confirmed. “They want me to go and meet them.””Then you should go,” His Dad replied immediately.”Absolutely,” His Mom added. “Are you alright, honey?””Bit shell-shocked, I guess,” Kyle replied. “Listen, I’ve got to head back in there. Are you guys okay?””Yeah, son, don’t worry about us,” His Dad answered. “We’ll stick around here for a few days, I think. Why don’t you come round for dinner tonight or before it you want, we’ll have a chat.”Kyle frowned. “No, you should go on your trip. You two have been planning it for months.” Every time Kyle visited his folks they had maps up of the areas of Canada they were hiking through and he knew they had various locations booked for the occasional night in a hotel and if they set off late they’d lose their reservations. “Honestly, I’m okay. You should go on your trip, and besides, I can call you if I need to. You guys can call me too, okay?”Kyle could almost hear them silently discussing it with looks and gestures at the other end of the phone, something they’d done for as far back as he could remember. “You sure, son?” “Yeah, Dad. You and Mom go on your trip.””You sure you’re not pissed at us for not telling you?” His Dad asked bluntly, as was his way. Kyle sighed. “Honestly, Dad. I’m not angry. I’m a bit shocked, and I can’t say I won’t be angry in the future, but if I get angry I know where to find you.””That you do, son,” His father replied. “You just pick up that phone and we’ll come right back so you can vent your fury for as long as you need.””Can I just ask, why didn’t you tell me?””There was never a good time for it, honey,” His Mom replied. “How do you bring something like that up in conversation?””Besides, bets10 güvenilir mi you would have asked who your parents were, and we would have had to lie directly to your face, son,” His Dad added. “We just couldn’t figure out how to tell you.””Fair enough,” Kyle said, managing to sound calm while inside he just wanted to vanish somewhere quiet so he could process it all. “Have a good trip.””Love you, honey.” “Love you too,” Kyle finished and ended the call. He squared his shoulders, took a deep breath and walked back in to see what else the lawyer had to say.”Everything okay, Mister Watson?” Mister Crowler asked as Kyle sat back down. “I don’t know if I’d describe it as okay,” Kyle said a moment later. “Right, I’ve spoken to my parents.””So you know I’m telling the truth then?”Kyle swallowed and nodded. “Bit of a shock.””I believe you. Shall I continue?” “Might as well,” Kyle replied.”As he mentioned in the letter, Mister Tripps did his best to keep a discrete eye on you and your sisters while you were growing up, and he kept private files with the information for an occasion such as this. As he also said, we’d like you to come to Mister Tripps private Island, where you can meet your sisters and get to know each other without any of the constraints and pressures of the outside world.” “What does that mean?” Kyle asked.”Pressures and so forth?” The old man asked. Kyle nodded, so he continued. “To give you one example, Mister Tripps was a very recognisable public figure with a long ongoing relationship with the press.”Kyle nodded, having seen him at movie premieres, award shows, chat shows and in the papers too. “The press are already making enquiries about who will inherit the vast fortune of the Tripps Empire, and sooner or later someone will remember him in a hospital twenty three years ago and either do some digging, or simply open their mouth on their favourite social networking site. In todays instant-media world, it’s only a matter of hours or days before you and your sisters get tracked down and beseiged by the media.””You’re shitting me,” Kyle blurted. “Seriously? That’s what you think is going to happen?”Mister Crowler blinked. “That is what will happen, Kyle. We have experience with this.””I would have thought they’d…..” Kyle trailed off, thinking about it, and he knew that the old man was right in what he was saying. There would be a media frenzy, and he’d be right in the middle of it. “Fuck me sideways.””I see we’re on the same page, Kyle.””I guess so,” he replied unhappily. “So what happens now?””There should be a car outside for you. There’s a private jet due to arrive in,” He glanced at his watch, a polished silver pocket watch, then dropped it back in his pocket. “Nine hours time, that’s half past eight tonight. Take-off will be around nine o’clock and the flight from San Antonio to Guadeloupe Island, the nearest airport to the Island, is around seven hours. From there you’ll take a boat for an hour to the Island itself, so you should be there at around sunrise.””Overnight journey?” Kyle asked, frowning. “It sounds exhausting.””Unfortunately we have to get all three of you to the Island as soon as possible, so it’s unavoidable on this occasion. However.” The old man paused. “At the airport will be a woman named Patricia, an Executive Assistant to Mister Tripps with many years experience. She’ll be your liaison, your point of contact and your assistant for the duration of your trip.””Why do I need an assistant?” Kyle asked. “Because you’ll have a lot of questions,” The old man said simply. “Now, Patricia is very good at her job and she’ll be a real asset to you, so make sure you rely upon her.””We’ll see,” Kyle replied, knowing he still wasn’t sure if he was going to go to this Island at all. The idea of buggering off with his folks seemed appealing, despite his well-known aversion to hiking. “In between now and tonight you’ll have a driver to look after you. Her name is Caroline, I’m assured she’s very good, and she’ll have a few forms for you to complete. I also have this for you.” The old man slid an envelope over the table. Kyle opened it and emptied the contents. A Visa card, a Mastercard, a clear envelope with cash in it and a small keyfob. “What’s all this?””The credit cards are for you to purchase some suitable clothing for your trip, the cash for if you don’t want to use your credit cards or if you need to tip, and the keyfob is a personal alarm,” The old man explained. “If you push the red button, a security team will converge on your location and extract you from any situation or threat in the vicinity.””Like bodyguards?” Kyle asked, shaking his head. “This is too surreal.””I’d imagine there will be many surreal moments in the days to come,” The old man replied.”Pin numbers for the cards?” Kyle asked, picking them up and looking at them. They seemed almost holographic. “The year of your birth. We can change that tomorrow for you.””I suppose they’ve got like a twenty grand limit or something extravagant like that?” Kyle laughed. “Not quite, no.” Mister Crowler smiled. “I believe they’re somewhere in excess of a couple of hundred thousand dollars, but they were set up in a hurry, so we’ll get that straightened out too in the next few days.”Kyle snorted with laughter. “Another surreal moment?” The lawyer asked, his expression blank.”Something like that.” “So I’ve got a driver, a load of credit and cash and a goon-squad on standby, just to cover me for nine hours until I catch a plane to an Island paradise?””Not a plane, a private jet, but yes, close enough,” he nodded. “Fucking hellfire,” Kyle said quietly, the laughter and incredulity of the moment stopped. “So do I just go back to my desk until I finish work now? What happens?””Oh, good lord, no,” Mister Crowler replied, looking taken aback for the first time. “Mister Tripps actually owns this company, although it’s not widely known. However, no, you don’t need to return to your desk. In fact you don’t need to return to it ever again if you so choose.””What about my boss?” Kyle asked. “Sometimes he’s a real dick, and I don’t want him to throw a bitch fit.””Kyle,” The old lawyer said, leaning forward across the table. “It’ll take a while to get your head round some of the changes that are going to happen to your life in the next few days, weeks and months. However, if your boss is, as you put it, a real dick, then you can always deal with it by coming back here in a few weeks and firing him.””Good point actually.””Now then, onto the last file,” The old man said, gathering the other documentation away.”What’s in this one?””Your sisters.”Kyle felt that cold sinking feeling in his stomach again and suddenly his mouth was dry. He realised he was craving a cigarette again, and had been for some time, which was unusual as he’d quit nearly a year ago and hadn’t had a craving in seven or eight months.”Okay, let’s see them,” Kyle said, feeling a hint of excitement and fear at the thought of having sisters and wanting to find out who they were.The lawyer opened the folder and slid two photographs across the table and Kyle’s breathing almost stopped. His face turned white.”Is everything okay, Kyle?” The old lawyer asked as Kyle stared at the photographs on the table. “You’ve gone a little pale.”In a voice barely above a whisper, Kyle said, “Oh, fuck, please let this be a joke.”Three Years AgoKyle Watson smiled. It had been an epic weekend so far. Spring Break with his buddies hadn’t really been something he was looking forward to, particularly as their destination was Myrtle Beach. Not exactly Cancun, Miami or Acopulco, but then, they weren’t there for the sun. They were there to party. Party they had, Kyle wearily observed. They’d arrived on the Friday morning, got drunk and partied with some chicks from University of Phoenix all night, but Ed had been the only one to score. Or at least, he was the only one who claimed to score. If he actually did, Kyle knew it would have required some divine intervention.Once they’d slept a few hours they hit the Myrtle Waves Water Park. Kyle had felt too tired to do much but lie around with his shades on, admiring the ladies that passed by in their swimwear, but Ed and Casey had immediately hit the slides. It only took half an hour for Ed to return with a limp. Casey couldn’t stop laughing as he told how Ed had taken off down one of the slides after a hot girl in a bikini and had been pushing himself so fast that he flipped sideways out the slide and landed on the edge of it, narrowly missing his balls but injuring his right leg in the process.Kyle sat with Ed and listened to him grumble about his injury while Casey did what Casey does and took off in pursuit of several girls heading for the lazy river. “You should get your shades on, Ed,” Kyle suggested. “Some of the women going past here are fine. You can really check them out.” His buddy grunted, so Kyle shrugged and put his iPod on, listening to some tunes while he admired a particularly hot MILF in a red thong and matching top strolling past. An hour or so passed and Casey finally came back full of excitement insisting they come and meet these girls from Bekeley College, down from New York for Spring Break. He’d met them on the lazy river and had been chatting with them for the last forty minutes and they wanted to meet Kyle and Ed too. Kyle figured it sounded like fun, so he nodded and stashed his iPod under his towel, then got up to follow Casey. Ed grumbled but joined them anyway. It took ten minutes of paddling to catch up with the four girls on the lazy river, but Casey introduced them all as Jessica, Shanice, Julietta and Margarita. “So I take it your names are all fake then?” Kyle had laughed, getting a round of grins from the girls. “Well, if you fine-ass bitches are using fake names, it must be for one reason, and that reason is carnal sinning,” Ed said, earning a scowl from Casey. “I’m fucking right, aren’t I?”

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The First Time Mistress Sent Me to My RoomA few years ago I had a Mistress in my life, run my life rather. She was very strict and quick to implement harsh punishment. Do the slightest thing to her displeasure and she would explode into fury. My sissy ass would have a thin but sturdy chain clipped to the lock on my clit cage. Which she would then attach to one of the many well placed hooks in ceiling all around the house. She would pull until I was on my tippy toes before she set the hook. As if the pain of my genitals being stretched further than I’d have thought possible wouldn’t hurt enough, a plug bigger than my cum hole would go in every time. My 5in cock gag was strapped on my head next. Followed by my head being attached to the ceiling as well. By now all I can think was it was just one baby carrot that fell on the floor! Stuff like that happened on a semi regular basis. Sometimes just dangling for hours on end. Being beat by her or one of her friends. So when she got angry and then suddenly quit. I knew I wasn’t going to like what was about to happen to me.After hang there for only thirty minutes or so. bahis firmaları She returned. Freed me from what I can only describe as hell. And told me to give myself an enema, shower and make myself look a cheap as possible. All of this I had been told to do many before. But there was something about the way she said it. Or the way she looked at me with a very small, almost undetectable, evil grin as she said it. Which ever one it was, it had me scared. I promptly did as I was told. And when I return all whored up. She said to me “get your sorry worthless sissy faggot ass cum holes in the car. Little sissy faggot has to go to her room for a few day.” We then drove to the sleaziest motel in town. As I sat in the car waiting for her to return with the key, I can remember being so scared that I though about stealing the car. I would soon regret not taking my chance. We drove around to the very back. Where no one looked to have been in years. She made me grab a bag from the trunk and meet her at the last door. Furthest room away from anyone. I already felt so alone. As we entered the room I was ordered tipobet güvenilir mi to empty the bag on the bed. And inside I found a fat 12in dildo with harness. A large, but manageable for me, butt plug. An enema bag, two small rather painless whips, small amount of makeup and 4 condoms. Once the bag was empty she gave me an old cell phone capable of taking a lot of pictures, along with $12 in ones. She then told me what was expected of me. And that failure to do as told would make getting “sent to my room” look like a trip to Disneyland. Now there I am left all alone in “my” room, with a lot of unknowns coming my way. I know that I’m going to need 6 receipts with three being time coded in the 5pm hour. And three more being time coded in the hour of 7am. I knew in this area that was not just going to be humiliating, it was going to be dangerous. As for the rest of my stay I was still in the dark. It was 4pm when the phone rang. It was Mistress phoning to tell me I was about to have a few visitors and that I was to do endure whatever they did to me, and she would be getting feedback. bets10 She then quickly reminded me about the fast approaching 5o’clock hour just before faggot and hanging up.In only about five minutes there was a knock at the door. I looked out the peep hole and saw five older business types. For some reason I kind of relaxed a bit. Yes, five guys at one time is intimidating. But I guess I must have been thinking, “at least they’re suits and not the thugs I saw on the way in” Boy was I ever wrong in my assumption!The second knock was more aggressive. I swung the door open immediately. The one in front shoved me back making me fall. He then rushed toward me and pulled my panties off and kicked me all the way to the sink where then threw my panties. Two of the other me grabbed me and stood me up and made me watch as the others drenched my panties in their piss. They all started to laughed as they finished pissing. Then one of them holding me said to me “get your faggot mouth down in that sink and get those in your mouth.” As I started to bend over one grabbed me by the neck and forced my face down into them. While another assured I would not be using my hand for this task, by tying hands wrist to elbow. As I struggled to get them into my mouth. The two that hadn’t pissed on my panties began to piss on my face from either side.Wanna here more about my three days in my room?

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Carin’s continuing adventures FebruarySo I haven’t been able to tell you all about my adventures lately, mainly because I’ve been having so much fun I haven’t had time. But you should all know that I’m enjoying my new found sexual energy. My best friends Dawn and Darren have been expanding my horizons, and I have been less stressed and more willing to let them teach me than I ever expected.It might have something to do with the fantastic orgasms I get from the two of them. Together, they can get me to pass out from the excitement, something that has never happened to me before now. What’s more, the confidence I have gotten from their love has given me the strength to try new things.Like for Valentine’s Day. I wore my skimpiest bra and panties to work, knowing I was to be over to Dawn’s after for a special treat before running home. I was half expecting to be naked and taken, and really my mind wasn’t on the work or my co-workers, so it shouldn’t have surprised me that I had completely missed the fact it was Thursday, which means us nurses give our doctors a bit of a show on our way out.Normally on my way out, I start at the oldest of our doctors and work my way to the office of our hot young doctor, but today on my way out I ended up starting in Dr. B’s office. She stopped me from taking off my bra, since I was rushed and hadn’t done it yet, and asked if my panties matched.Of course kaçak iddaa they did. I rarely don’t let them match anymore. So instead of being braless, or topless like most of my Thursday’s good-byes, she had me in just my panties, bra, and my little socks.Standing in her office with barely anything on, and clearly excited by being on display. She was obviously enjoying my predicament, and left me standing there to check on the hall and the next office I would go to. Holding my hand as she led me down the hall, we passed Nurse C in the hall, her just wearing panties as she walked past me.No point lying to you, I was ready for anything. Willing for anything. My wetness was on display, my nipples so hard just walking was getting me overly excited. More, it had gotten into my head that our clinic was closed, since here were all us nurses walking about in barely there bra and panties, or nothing at all. Clearly us nurses were giving our favourite doctors an extra Valentine’s Day present. Parading myself before them, I was simply getting more excited than I knew I could control. I dearly wanted one of them, any one of them, to have their way with me.Alas, while I did get petted, I wasn’t stripped and taken over a desk or exam table, two fantasies that have been putting me to bed for weeks. Back dressed in my scrubs, headed for the door with the expectation I that was leaving, I bets10 was stopped in stunned surprise as Dr. B, wearing just heels, leading nurse C past me, naked but for stiletto heels, handcuffs and a leash.Smiling to me, she said maybe next time I could stay, if I promised to be good. That image carried my to my new truck, a treat to myself with my bonus money, and to Dawn’s front door.Walking in, she kissed me, and asked if I was up for something new today. Yes, I needed more, I needed them to make me pass out. Upstairs she had me strip, and ran her hands all over, ensuring my arousal. I was almost begging her to take me, when she asked if I was ready. She led me to the bed, and had me on my hands and knees facing the end, and then she slowly starting binding me in place. I could feel my wetness running down my legs as she secured me, her voice teasing me with thoughts of what I was about to do.I heard the front door open as she put the blindfold over my eyes, and felt her kiss me as I realized I was completely at their mercy for the first time. My breathe coming in shallow gasps, my breasts heaving, my butt shaking side to side, my creamy wetness leaking down my legs, presented for her husband.Soon enough I felt his hands touching my skin, running down from my neck to my bare ass. I basically purred for him, arching for his touch. He took his time, teasing my willing bets10 güvenilir mi body with his touch, asking me questions I kept answering yes to, not really listening but desperately needing him to take me.I came hard as he drove into me, his hardness filling me, and filling my lustful needs at the same time. Harder and harder he pounded into me, and my moans charged out of my mouth like a steam train, only to be silenced by a cock thrusting deep into my throat.My orgasm overcame any thoughts of stopping them, I enjoyed being lost to them, being their plaything. Over and over I quivered on two real, large cocks, my mind racing with whom it was, until finally they both exploded their seed into me. Even with Dawn teaching me how to handle all Darren’s, I still couldn’t swallow all the warm sticky goo down before some slid past my lips. I remember hearing Dawn’s voice just before I passed out, telling me I was a good slut like her. When I woke, I was released, and laying comfortably on the bed, her beside me, holding me sweetly.It was that point when I asked, what is more fun, knowing who it was, or wondering? And she told me that while she always likes it when Darren shares her, it gets her far more excited at parties wondering which of his friends had seen her naked, taken her mouth, her ass, and her pussy. I had a small orgasm right then, and her smile said it all, as she knew I would willingly let her do it to me again.Showered and dressed, I headed home to make dinner and pretend I was a good wife, but at that moment, I knew I was never going to let another opportunity pass by me without taking advantage of it.

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my mother in law 2I have told you how my mother in law Stella and I finally got to fucking after years of teasing and flirting on her part. During the summer there both Sara and her mom decided to book a holiday for the 4 of us. We had been working hard all year long and they both thought we were due to have some fun and relaxation somewhere hot and sunny and so they booked us a holiday of the Island of Mallorca. It was almost noon nearly 90F when we got there and everyone else was walking about in shorts or swim wear. As we got to our resort which was next to a busy looking sandy beach there were a lot of the girls were topless. I could see both Sara and Stella having a good look at the girls just as much as Arnold and I were. We checked in and made our way to our rooms which were next door to each other. We dumped our cases and got on our swimming suits and made our way down to the hotel pool to get start soaking up some of that hot sun.The first half of our holiday was spent either by the pool or on the beach soaking up the rays and having a dip in the pool or ocean to cool off when it got to hot. We had booked for bed, breakfast and evening meals and the food at the hotel was fantastic. During the days that were not spent soaking up the rays we were out checking the local shops or going on tours around the island and buying souvenirs to take home with us for a few friends and ourselves of course. We even went to the adult showing of the Pirates while we were there too and it was just as good as we heard it was.During one afternoon I decided to go for a lie down instead of going out by the pool to get out the sun and try and get rid of the headache I now kaçak bahis had. Not long after I had dozed off there was a knock at the door. When I got up and opened it there stood my mother in law in one of the tiniest bikinis I had ever laid my eyes on. When I say tiny I really do mean tiny as it was only held together with some string and the material only just covered her boobs and pussy.”Hi I just came to see if you were ok and if you needed anything to drink?” Stella said as she produced a cold bottle of water and a couple of tablets for my headache.I thanked her for the tablets and the water and asked her where everyone else was.”Oh don’t worry about Sara and Arnold there down by the pool soaking up the sun and dipping in the pool and will probably be there for a good while yet.” Stella replied.”You might as well come in then before someone sees you standing there in that almost bikini you have on.” I said with a grin.I must admit Stella looked pretty good for her age in that little black string bikini thing she was almost wearing. She still had a lovely slim waist and nice big tits. Her ass and thighs had got a little bigger over the years but she was still sexy. I gave her a drink and noticed that her shoulders were looking a bit red from the sun so I offered to put some cream on the ease her sunburn a little which she gladly accepted and sat on the bed while I went and got the after sun lotion.As she sat there sighing quietly I rubbed the lotion into her skin and couldn’t help but notice that her nipples were now stretching the material of her little bikini top as I peered over her shoulder. As I rubbed the lotion into the tops of her arms bets10 giriş she reached for my hands and placed them firmly on her tits. They felt so good to the touch and yet I felt so bad for not pulling away but I couldn’t help it. By this time my cock was rock hard and just about bursting through my shorts.”What if Sara or Arnold come back?” I asked her.”Don’t worry they will both be sleeping out by the pool” she replied.That was all it took as I began to untie her bikini top and let fall from her lovely boobs. My eager fingers were now pulling and tweaking her rock hard nipples. She groaned as she fell backwards on to my bed and it was all I could do not to fall over as I whipped my shorts off and knelt just in front of her open legs. Down came her bottoms as I pulled them off her with teeth and saw her glistening mound. It didn’t take much tongue work before she squirted all over my face and in my mouth. The smell of her love juice over my face and the taste of her on my tongue sent me into overdrive and I was soon on top of her with my rock hard dick at the entrance to her hot wet pussy. I now had her legs over my shoulders and it only took one thrust and I was buried balls deep inside her insatiable pussy and was fucking her like a jackhammer as she screamed out my name out.”Oh fuck I’m cumming Tom,” Stella cried out. I felt her pussy tighten around my shaft and she squirted again all over my cock, balls, my thighs and down her ass crack as her love juices dripped on the sheet below us as she spasmed in orgasmic bliss. After Stella had stopped squirting and came down from her high I got up from the floor removing her legs off my mobilbahis shoulders and I indicated to her that I wanted her on all fours on the bed. Stella turned over and exposed her tight ass and I could see she was still dribbling her juices over her pussy lips and down the insides of her thighs. I got behind her and couldn’t help but ram my full length into her soaking hole. I fucked her with long deep quickening thrusts. Soon enough she cried out again as she squirted over my cock and balls and down both of our thighs to the sheets below us.”I’m gonna cum too” I shouted out as I felt my balls boiling and getting ready to shoot cum into her hot wet pussy.Stella pulled off my cock and turned herself around to face me and resting her head on the mattress below me pulled my cock towards her mouth. She started sucking hard on my now throbbing cock while jerking me at the same time. It was all I could take and I began to shake as I felt my cum as it began to shoot up my shaft.”Oh fuck I’m gonna cum right now.” I called out as loudly as I dared as I felt my load about to shoot out of my throbbing prick.As cum shot into Stella’s mouth and hit the back of her throat and she began to swallow. She gently squeezed my balls as cum filled her mouth in rhythmic spurts. She swallowed the lot and milked my cock until there was no more cumming out and cleaned my cock before I collapsed on the bed next to her exhausted.”Not a word to anyone about this.” Was all that Stella said. She quickly got up and put the little string bikini back on and walked out the door as if nothing had ever happened. After that afternoon Stella would flash her boobs at me every chance she got when no one was looking during the rest of the holiday not only did she flash her boobs but also her pussy too. Let it be known though that once we returned home there was going to be a lot more fun had between me and Stella and hopefully Sara too.

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fun motel meeting!Wayne first contacted us from another site, a man about our age looking for some fun. We hadn’t played for a while so we agreed to meet him at a coffee shop to see if he was for real. He showed up right on time and we chatted for a while about working, k**s, and how hard it is to meet real people online. Lorraine (Mrs. Easy) agreed that we could meet Wayne for some fun. Wayne and I traded some emails agreeing on a date and I booked a room at a Guelph motel. We got there first and I texted Wayne the room number. We were lucky as the room was around the side of the motel and had a sliding glass door. I told Wayne to come around the side of the motel and just come in the sliding glass door.Wayne came in and sat down. We chatted a while and Lorraine had a drink. Lorraine then excused herself to change into her play clothes, sexy red and black lingerie with black fencenet stockings and 5 inch heels. güvenilir bahis siteleri She looked hot Hot HOT! I put some porn on the TV and Wayne stripped off his clothes. Lorraine sat between Wayne and I on the small sofa. We started out with some kissing when she spread her legs wide, one over each of our knees. Wayne slide his hand down to her smooth pussy causing Lorraine to moan. Wayne and I took turns fingering Lorraine’s pussy and playing with her large breasts while she was stroking our hard cocks. She then keeled in front of us to suck our hard cocks. She really enjoys cock sucking and was doing a great job alternating between us. After a while we moved to the queen sized bed, again Lorraine between us, enjoying 4 hands caressing all parts of her body. I suggested that Lorraine and Wayne do a 69 so Wayne got on his back and she mounted his face and leaned down to suck his hard cock perabet again. They were really enjoying each other when Wayne said he was about to cum and didn’t want to yet so they stopped for a bit. Lorraine got onto her hands and knees and I sat against the headboard so she could suck my hard cock. Wayne put on a condom and got behind Lorraine and started fucking her doggie style. It was a hot view, my wife my many years sucking my cock while getting fucked hard by a guy we met online just a few days before. Wayne was giving it to her good and she was having a great time. Wayne finally came and I then got behind her and fucked her hard too. I was so hard after watching my slut wife suck and fuck Wayne. She came again when I pumped my load of cum into her warm, wet and willing pussy. Wayne sat on the sofa naked, Lorraine on the bed and I on the chair and we chatted some more. We chatted about perabet giriş some of the different sexy things each of us has done on the past. Wayne said to put some more porn on the TV and got into the bed again beside Lorraine, he was ready for round 2, and so was she! After some more kissing, fingering and cock sucking Wayne was hard again and put another condom on. This time he just mounted Lorraine while she was on her back. She spread her legs wide and pointed her 5 inch heels at the ceiling. I got in close and held her legs by the ankles while Wayne fucked the hell out of her. He pumped her hard and good until shooting his second load of the night. Lorraine came again and now I was energized and ready for my round 2. Wayne got off her and I got on and did her in the same position. We worked up a sweat fucking so hard until I shot my second load into her juicy pussy. We chatted again for a while until Wayne and Lorraine kissed and hugged good-bye and he had to go to work early the next morning. Before Wayne left he said that he would like to get together again, especially if we ever want to do a gangbang. Hmmmmm, sounds like fun, time to plan our next motel session!

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