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Taking My Daughter and Her Friend to Work for theTMy wife decided to take our youngest daughter with her to a seminar she was going to. That left me with our oldest daughter Amy. Amy was in her late teens and quite a looker. Not that I really looked at her that way, but, she had inherited her mothers best assets.At five foot four, with an exceptionally well structured female body, she looked much older. Her red hair, freckled face and hot teen body was extremely exotic. She had perky 34-B cup breasts, I knew this, because I always took the girls shopping. Her ass was just right, nice and firm and really looked good in either her bikini, jeans or the skimpy boy shorts she wore around the house. If I wasn’t her father, I definitely would have been having lurid thoughts about her.Amy wasn’t too thrilled about going with me to the tournament. That is, until I told her that there was a great mall that connected directly to the hotel we would be staying at. Once she realized that, her attitude changed.She asked me if her best friend Michelle, or Shelly for short, could go with us. Since I would be at the golf course for most of the daylight hours, I figured it would be good for her to have a companion to help her pass the time. I agreed to let Shelly accompany us. Shelly was at the house so often that she called me dad or daddy instead of Mr. Thorn or just Thorn as I had told her to when she asked me how she should address me.Shelly was a short blonde teen bombshell. She stood about five foot three, and weighed about a hundred pounds. I swear most of the weight was in her breasts. They were huge for a girl her size! She was extremely beautiful with pouty full lips and brilliant blue eyes. Her breasts weren’t the only great asset, she had a great butt and very shapely legs also.I loved looking at Shelly’s hot body when she would come to the house. In the pool, her bikini barely covered her boobs and crotch. When she would sleep over, and we would lounge in the living room, she would wear a sheer night gown that showed her assets off quite admirably.I usually wore loose boxers around the house in the evening, and it seemed she was always looking at me and more specifically at my crotch. When I would look her way, she would quickly shift her gaze. I was surprised my wife never commented about the way Shelly dressed around me, but I guess she just wasn’t paying too much attention.After getting everything cleared with Shelly’s parents, Shelly came and spent the Sunday night before our trip. The excited girls packed their things, chatting and planing how they would spend the week. The next morning we loaded the SUV for the long drive and off we went. It would turn out to be one of the best weeks of my life!I had booked a two bedroom suite at the Ritz Carlton that adjoined the mall. The girls were ecstatic when they saw the mall and the suite. It was a split bedroom suite. I had the king room and the girls had the two queen room on the opposite side of the suite. There was a large living area in the middle. Each bedroom had its own TV and bathroom.The girls went to their room to change and hit the mall. I went to my pendik escort room to change into my golf attire to head to the course to check it out. I waited in the living room for the girls to come out so I could give them some spending money and some ground rules for the stay.Amy emerged from the bedroom first. She had on a mini skirt and a midriff baring top. From the sight of her perky nipples poking at the thin fabric, she was obviously braless. I had to admit to myself, she looked very hot. I was tempted to send her back into the room to put on a less revealing clothing or at least a bra, but I thought it better to leave it. I didn’t want to start the stay out by putting her in a bad mood.Shelly came out next. My jaw probably dropped as I gazed at her hot body. She was wearing a tight tube top that showed off her large breasts and a very short mini skirt.Both girls had applied light make up and appeared much older than their late teen ages. Definitely jailbait if I’d ever seen it!After setting the ground rules for the stay, I gave each of them fifty bucks for spending money, told them I would return in a couple hours and to be ready to go to dinner at around seven. I’d made reservations for us at a nice steak house in the mall. They agreed to everything and both of them gave me a kiss on the cheek as I left the room to head to the course.Since it was Monday, the course was quite vacant. The tournament started on Thursday and most of the contestants had not arrived yet. There were a few guys out playing practice rounds, but I elected to walk the course and get a feel for the layout taking just my putter and a wedge. I’d play my practice round tomorrow. My regular caddie, Mike, wasn’t due to arrive until late tonight anyway.It took me about an hour to walk the front nine. I was hitting putts on the twelfth green when the beverage cart pulled up. I walked over to the cart intending on buying a bottle of water. A very attractive ponytailed brunette was at the wheel. The young lady, in her early twenties by my guess, was quite chatty.From her chatter, I realized, she obviously was really into golf. She introduced herself to me, her name was Tammy. She was an aspiring female professional golfer.I know who you are. She said. “I recognize you from television!” She became excited and asked for my autograph. I signed her visor and she thanked me. “I get off at six, um, would you be interested in, um, watching me hit some balls. I would love some pointers from a top TOUR professional like you. Then maybe we could grab a bite?”I thanked her for the offer, but told her I had my daughter and her friend along for the week and I had already told them we were having dinner at the steak house in the mall tonight.Ok, no problem. She was visibly disappointed. “I do have all day Wednesday off.” She added hopefully.Tell you what, I said. “I have an early tee time in the Wednesday pro am. How about I watch you hit balls that afternoon? We could practice together.”She lit up like a chandelier. “Oh Thorn, really? That would be awesome!” She wrapped her arms around me and kissed my cheek. “It’s a date then. See you Wednesday, escort pendik the water is on me.” She added.I started to walk to the thirteenth tee and she called me back.Here. She said, handing me a cocktail napkin. “I wrote my number and address on this. Meet me at the house. I live on the s*******nth fairway at this course. We can take my personal cart right to the practice range. This course will be too busy on Wednesday.”She drove off, and I continued on the back nine. I tucked the napkin in my yardage book for safe keeping.Back at the hotel, the girls were ready to go to dinner when I arrived back at the room. They both had changed into nice evening attire. Amy in a short green dress that I had given to her mom years ago. The dress accented her assets with a plunging neckline and was almost totally backless. Once again, it was obvious she had no bra on.Shelly had a stunning little black dress on. It also had a plunging neckline and she was also braless. Her large boobs were barely covered by the material of the dress. It looked as though at any moment one, the other, or both might tits might pop free!I went in my room, took a shower, and put on a pair of Tommy Bahama silk trousers and a nice Tommy Bahama silk shirt short sleeve shirt. I decided to go sans underwear myself.Off to dinner we went. Two hot teenage girls and the older man.We were seated in a nice semi round booth. I expected the girls would want to sit next to each other so I sat on one end of the booth giving them room to do so. I was wrong, Amy told me to slide over and sat on my left while Shelly scooted next to me on my right. I was sandwiched between two very hot teen girls.The waiter came to take our drink order. I ordered a glass of Cabernet.Dad, why don’t you order a bottle, we could all share? Amy asked. At home, we often let the girls drink a glass of wine with dinner.Okay. I told the waiter to make it a bottle with three glasses.He brought the wine as we were looking at the menu. I tasted it and gave my approval and he poured us each a glass. We ordered and then the girls excitedly told me of their mall exploring as we sipped the wine. The wine went down quicker than I expected, and we were soon on our second glass.A second bottle was ordered and opened. The girls were getting giggly and thank goodness the salads arrived before a third glass was poured!As we were eating our salads, I felt something caressing my right leg. It was Shelly’s hand and it was stroking the inside of my upper thigh. As the stroking continued, it moved closer and closer to my hardening cock!I glanced out of the corner of my eye at Shelly, but she continued eating her salad and chatting, as if nothing unusual was going on.The salads were finished, another glass of wine was poured for each of us, and dinner was served. Now, with both her hands busy to eat the steak, Shelly’s onslaught of my leg was put on hold.We finished dinner and the girls decided they wanted desert. So desert was ordered. During the wait, the hand once again began it’s caressing of my upper thigh. This time, as my cock grew inside my silky loose fitting trousers, her fingers started pendik escort bayan stroking my hardness. She traced the whole outline of my cock and rubbed a finger back and forth across the crown of my blood engorged cock head.Thank you for a wonderful dinner, daddy. Shelly leaned over to me and kissed my neck.As she did so, her left breast rubbed against my bare arm. I glanced down and I could see her whole breast quite clearly as the loose material of her dress ballooned out. Just before she pulled away from the kiss, her dainty little tongue ran down my neck, sending chills through my body. At the same time, she took a firm hold of my cock through my trousers and began stroking it with more purpose.For the first time in a long while, I was totally taken by surprise and wasn’t sure what to do. So, I just sat there and enjoyed the feeling of having my hard cock stroked by this gorgeous teen.Desert was served and we each ate with not much conversation. All the while, Shelly stroked me under the table. There was one moment that I thought I was was going to blow my load, but Shelly must have felt it too and stopped just in time to prevent a mess.I signed the check and we left the restaurant. Both girls were tipsy to say the least, Amy more so than Shelly. Arm in arm I led them through the mall to the elevator. Shelly’s large left breast pressing against my bare arm kept my cock hard and it visibly strained the silk material of my slacks.In the elevator, Shelly slid in front of me when it stopped at the second floor to let a few passengers on. Her tight ass wiggled against my cock seductively as the elevator rose again. Once again it stopped and a few more entered. I was now backed into the corner of the elevator and this squeezed the girls closer to me. Shelly took advantage of the situation by reaching back and adjusting my cock so it fit in the crack of her ass.Now, with my dick squeezed between her cheeks she pressed harder against me for the rest of the accent to the top floor. Slowly she rotated her hips against me and my cock grew to an enormous hardness against her seductive ass. As passengers exited on the earlier floors, we remained in the same position.When the doors opened at our floor, Shelly took Amy by the hand and helped lead her to our room. I was in a bit of shock, and had to stop the doors from closing so I could exit behind them.The girls were just entering the room when I arrived and Shelly held the door for me.I’ve got to pee! Amy announced as she hurried to the bathroom in their bedroom.How was your elevator ride daddy? Shelly inquired. “Better than the table action?” She added.Before I could even think of how to answer, she stood on her tip toes. Then she wrapped her arms around my neck pressing those luscious boobs against my chest and gave me a full on mouth kiss, running her tongue along and around my lips.Thank you for a wonderful dinner. She said. “Good night. See you later.” She released me and headed to their bedroom.I was still standing just inside the door, once again in shock. “Good night Shelly.” I managed to utter.She stopped at the door of their room and turned. Then to my amazement, she shrugged both her shoulders and let her dress top fall. Both her beautiful breasts were exposed to me. She smiled a coy smile and winked. Then the turned and entered the room closing the door behind her.

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Helping My Brother Get Revenge

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Helping My Brother Get RevengeHelping My Brother Get Revenge———-I suppose that I was lucky in high school compared to other girls; my breasts developed early and I was quite well endowed while others in my class were somewhat flat-chested wenches. The guys, of course, were constantly clamoring after me. Between classes in the crowded hallways must have been where most thought they could get their jollies by ‘accidentally’ bumping or just outright groping me as they passed. I just smiled and continued on, not paying attention to any of their antics.My poor brother had to put up with the constant cajoling of his friends wanting to know if he got to see me naked or touch my boobs at home. He had, of course, seen my tits and often crept to the bathroom and watched me shower and jerked himself off in the doorway. I put on little shows for him, acting like I did not see him there, purposely turning and slowly soaping myself for his benefit. I felt sorry for him, as he really had no love life, the girls at school just shunned him, I suppose because of me.There was one little cliché of three girls that took particular delight in teasing him, leading him on, only to shut him down when he made advances to them, telling him he wasn’t their type or that he wasn’t cool enough. Harsh words for a freshman guy in high school. Riding the bus home one afternoon, I chose to go sit by him because he seemed particularly glum. It was a sisterly talk from me, asking what the problem was and if there was something, I could do to help. I did not think he was going to talk when out of the blue, he told me how nasty the cliché of girls had treated him, snubbing him after teasing him by flashing their titties at him or rubbing their crotches, pointing at him and blowing kisses to him.I put my arm around him, pulled him to my chest and let him rest his head on my breasts as the bus rumbled toward home. Several of the girls rode the same bus and had watched my consol him. I took his hand and held it under my breasts making sure the girls saw and I definitely noted jealousy in their eyes. I smiled to myself formulating a plan on how to get even with them for mistreating my brother.———-A week went by with me spending a large amount of time following the group around listening to their conversations. Each had a routine, did the same things at the same time and place, sort of thing; brush hair, primp, get books, etc. The flashing girl was my first target. While I did not have classes with them, they gym period coincided with my study hall, and I managed to slip out and head to the gym. I donned my gym suit to blend in, and hung out in the locker room, near the showers, just out of sight. The girl showered with the others, but seemed to be a bit shy about showing her body to the others, always facing the wall and covering herself when others were nearby. Her routine told me she would be the last one to depart the gym before heading to her lunch period. As soon as the last girl had gotten out of the shower, I slipped into the showers crept behind her and wrapped a towel around her arms and body so she could not move and tied a gag over her mouth, pushing her up against the shower wall. Taking another towel, I pulled it over her head, making sure she was unable to see or speak. I pushed her down on her face on the floor, and bound her wrists behind her tightly.I quickly texted my brother to come to the girls gym shower rooms immediately, that I had a big surprise for him. The girl that had flashed her tits at you is waiting naked in the shower for you to come take care of her needs.As I waited for him to appear, I turned the girl over on her back looking at her lovely tiny pert breasts with her nipples a dark red and erect. I sat across her lap and squeezed her tits hard, pulling at them like taffy. I grabbed her nipples between my thumb and forefinger and twisted them back and forth, listening to her groan and feeling her squirm under me. I leaned down and started biting hard on the soft flesh raising red marks all over them. I jammed my fingers between her legs and into her pussy with great pleasure realizing that her cunt was already wet, and not from the shower either. I forced several fingers inside her, cupping her pussy, hooking my fingers into the inside of her pussy.My brother came bursting in, out of breath, unable to speak, stood still, and looked at the prone girl under me and my fingers in her pussy. I held my fingers up to my mouth and told him to be quiet. The girl was struggling on the floor to no avail. I pointed to her and smiled at my brother. He had a very puzzled look on his face.”Go ahead, this little bitch is ready for you to take your pleasures with her,” I spoke disguising my voice with a low growl. “She wants you to Fuck her and cum in her mouth.” I smiled at him, motioning him to get on with it. I could tell he was turned on because his cock bulged inside his trousers.Needing no more encouragement, he pulled his swollen cock out, and knelt down between her legs. I kept rubbing on her clitoris as I watched the tip of his cock enter her wet pussy lips and disappear inch by inch. He held very still once it was fully inside her, reveling in the hot pussy on his dick. He started pulling out almost completely, and then shoved it deeply into her again. She groaned with pleasure at the feeling of the cock inside her and seemed to raise her buttocks up in time with his ramming strokes into her pussy. He fucked and fucked, varying the speed of his attack, slow to fast, as she pulled her knees up alongside his body, providing a better guide for him while thrusting up at him.”Fuck her mouth….She wants that cum in her mouth and throat,” again disguising my voice telling him what to do as I pushed him off her knowing that he was about to cum.I untied the gag and watched as he pulled his cock out of her pussy and swiftly moved to her face, rubbing his cock on her lips. She eagerly opened her mouth as he plunged his cock into her lips. He started face fucking her, stuffing his cock as far into her mouth as he could, feeling the tip hitting the back of her throat. We both heard her moan and no sooner than him hearing that, he started shooting his cum into her mouth. Cum squirted around her lips and down along her chin onto her chest as he kept pumping into her mouth, shooting again and again. She tried mightily to swallow his cock and cum as he kept stroking. Her moans were like static electricity in the air, spastic and sporadic.Finally having unloaded the last of his loads into her throat and mouth, he pulled out; shaking his cock across her lips, letting the last drops hit her lips. She licked and lapped at him getting the last bit off his tip.I kept sitting on her stomach, while he stood up, pulling his pants on. I waved him out of the shower. I rolled the girl back over on her stomach, leaning down close to her.”I’m going to untie you now, do not move. You have been shown now how teasing someone can get you more than you bargained for…but of course, you seem to have enjoyed yourself as well.” I untied her wrists and quickly ran from the showers and out the door before she could get the towel off her eyes and see who was there.———-The pendik escort second girl was an easy challenge for me. She seemed to be constantly in the bathroom peeing and primping. The second bell had rang, leaving only a few minutes for you to get to class without a tardy, and she had rushed to the bathroom for her last minute primp. I followed her closely, and placed an ‘out of order’ sign on the door as I entered behind her. She did not see me as she stepped into the stall and I jammed a cloth bag over her head, tying the drawstring in her mouth as a gag. Her hands went forward to catch herself from falling into the toilet, and I easily grabbed them and tied them behind her back. She was bent over the toilet, her head resting on the ceramic tank and legs spread open on either side of the toilet bowl. She wore a short pleated skirt and loose button down blouse, with plain white panties. I yanked the white panties down around her knees, exposing her ass and the faintest of glimpses of her labia met my eyes. I heard her grunting ‘no no’ as I yanked them down, but seeing her asscheeks so prominent in front of me, I just flattened my hand and gave her a very sound swat on the rump. Her body jerked delightfully, as I reached and rubbed the red handprint on her cheek. Aiming at her other cheek, I gave it a good swat as well, leaving another red handprint on her ass, matching the first one. Again, I heard ‘no no’ following the swat. I let my fingers trace her ass crack starting at the top and downward till I felt the soft hot skin of her pussy. I tweaked at her labia, tracing the outlines of their folds against her thighs, feeling her curly pubic hairs. Using all my fingers, I rubbed her pussy hard, up and down, pushing my middle finger into her slit, as my hand worked her over. I felt the tip of my finger get wet. I spanked her ass again, hard and again, repeated with a second even harder swat, before massaging the meaty fleshy butt cheek with my hands. I noted a slight increase in her breathing, her sides heaving in and out raggedly. I kept up my spanking her ass for several minutes until her ass was very bright red and the skin was almost welting.I reached around her and unbuttoned her blouse, pulling her bra down. Her breasts flounced out and hung down, larger than I had expected. They were very pointy with the nipples seemingly the same light fleshy color, only slightly darker. I grasped them with my hands, feeling the weight of them in my hands, letting the nipples stick out between my fingers as I pulled and prodded on them. I almost could not tell that the nipples had hardened as they maintained the shape of her breasts. She definitely moaned with pleasure as I squeezed on them as I rubbed my stomach against her reddened buttocks.Standing in the corner of the stall was a plumber’s helper, and I picked it up, smiling at my luck, and slipped it between her legs letting the handle rest fully across her pussy. I let it slide back and forth between her legs, the shaft pressing into her slit with her labia lips seemingly parted and holding onto the shaft as it moved. I watched her knees bend slightly moving her pussy down further onto the wooden handle as it slid back and forth; she was trying to ride it up between her own lips deeper.I pulled it slowly out to the back, with only the very tip of the handle remaining and lowered the other end, positioning the tip upward towards her pussy. Her knees again moved herself down and the tip of the wooden handle sank into her pussy about an inch or so, and I heard her sigh and moan and start rising up and down using her knees, trying to get more of the handle in her pussy. Seeing no reason not to oblige her, I pushed it deeper inside her pussy, watching inch by inch of the handle sink into her while she continued to pump herself with her knees up and down on the shaft. It was not until then, that I took a close look at the plumber’s helper, and saw a clear white stain nearly 10 inches down on the handle and realized that she was accustomed to using this on herself often during her frequent bathroom breaks. I smiled and started to pump her with it, deeper and deeper, until the stain line was disappearing into her hot box. She quivered and shook hard on it as it reached it’s depth. Unwittingly I had discovered her secret. I slapped her asscheeks hard, one after another, and she fairly well rammed herself down even deeper on the wood shaft in her pussy. She was moaning and groaning heavily, rocking back and forth hard on the stick. I kept pumping the helper in her pussy until I saw her sweet thick nectar running down the length of the handle. I pulled it out slowly, inch by inch, wiggling it side to side, as I did. When it finally plopped out, I move the tip up against her budding brown anus and pushed it into her. The muscles of her anus contracted and tightly held onto the wood before relaxing and letting it go deeper in her ass. Her moans were more frantic, more guttural than before and her knees stiffened as she held still, feeling its length start to penetrate her ass. Smiling as I gave her a few more good smacks across the ass with my hand, I reached up and untied her hands and quickly stole out of the stall, closing the door behind me, leaving her impaled on the wooden shaft of the plumber’s helper and exited the bathroom into the quiet hallway.———-The third girl, the obvious leader of the little cliché of girls, was the greatest challenge of the three. While she had a routine, she was never alone; there was always someone with her at lunch, in gym and going to the bathroom. I was thinking there would be little I could do to teach this girl a lesson until late one afternoon. She and the other two had sauntered out into the student parking lot and walked together to a small mini van. I am sure it was her parents, and all three girls climbed in and drove away. It was distinctive in that it had a crushed rear fender from backing into a pillar on the parking lot.Friday night arrived and it was homecoming weekend with the football team playing our greatest rival football team. They were unbeaten in the district that past two years running, and tonight, our school attendance was at an all time high to watch the game. I had driven Dad’s truck and parked, sitting patiently in the lot, watching people arrive for the game. I spotted the crushed rear fender of the mini van as it drove past me, and low and behold, the only occupant of the van was the leader of the cliché. She pulled onto the lot and went immediately to her favorite parking slot, near the back of the lot against the far wall by the posts. I sank down low in my seat, only two cars between me and her, and watched her as she locked the front doors and climbed out the side door. She walked briskly towards the bleachers and out of my sight. I got out, looking around and seeing no one else; I went over and tried the handle on the side door. To my surprise, the handle moved smoothly and opened without a sound. Perfect I thought. I went back to my truck, rummaged thru the back and found some hay bale ropes and several long sheets of cloth. Stealing back to her van, I entered and began tying the ropes to escort pendik the seats at the floor. The center seats of the van had been removed, forming a nice open area. When I finished, I tested the lengths of rope making sure they were secure and lashed slipknots to the ends of each. Tearing the cloth into lengths, I fashioned a gag and blindfold; smiling at my work, I peered out thru the tinted window and slipped out.I walked down to the bleachers and stood looking around at the crowd, spotting where the girls were sitting, and found my brother and several of his friends, seated nearby. I walked to my brother and leaned down, whispering to him, told him of my plan. As soon as the game was over, he and his friends were to go to our truck and mill around waiting, knowing that the girl would eventually come alone to drive home. I had managed to get a pint of Dad’s liquor out of the house without being caught, and had slipped it into the back pocket of my shorts. It was hidden by my t-shirt but if I sat down, it would be clearly visible to anyone behind me. I made my way over to the bleachers in front of the cliché and put down my cushion and sat. I could hear the girls whispering and giggling behind me and the bottle in my pocket. As the game went on, I was jumping up and cheering and then sitting back down, each time making sure the bottle was slowly slipping further out of my pocket, until after one cheer, when I sat, it slipped out and landed softly on my cushion. Several more cheers here and there, and I made sure not to notice that the bottle was not in my pocket. At half time, I got up, leaving my cushion, and headed to the refreshment stand, with the bottle there on the cushion. I glanced over my shoulder to see the girls had stood up right behind me, and one of them reached down, grabbing the bottle, and hiding it under her blouse, they headed to the refreshment stand as well.When I got back to my seat, they had already returned, and were sitting innocently watching me. I had my soda in my hand, and reached for the bottle, and, duh, found it was not there. Acting shocked, I lifted the cushion and looked around all over for the bottle. Shaking my head, I just sat down, looking again, here and there, but to no avail. The girls were again giggling, much more this time, seeing that I had missed the bottle and made no effort to say anything about it being missing. I picked up my cushion and moved back up the bleachers and sat at the top and watched them. It took only a few minutes for them to cluster together blocking the view of everyone, and begin to pepper their sodas with the pint. I knew that if they managed to spike all their sodas, they would be quite tipsy by the time the game was over.When the game was over, our team had managed to get a field goal in the last minutes and won the game against the previously undefeated team. Everyone was jubilant heading for their cars and happily heading home. My brother and his friends were waiting at the truck and I watched the three girls, clumsily totter across the parking lot. Their parents met the girls, and departed, leaving only the leader, who continued to wobble and weave her way to her truck. She opened the door and climbed in drunkenly falling over inside, not closing the door and laid flat on her face in the back of the van. We heard her laughing loudly and watched her struggle to move until she finally just gave up and lay still on the carpet. Seizing the opportunity with most of the cars in the lot having left, I pulled the strips of material out of my pocket, leapt up into the van and gagged her, blindfolded her, even though she had passed out. Unmoving, I rolled her over, and removed her clothing, stripping her naked and proceeded to tie her hands and feet to the ropes I had attached earlier.I waved to my brother and his friends who moved to the door of the van. Their eyes went wide seeing her laying there as she was. She had an absolutely gorgeous body. Her breasts were large with nipples easily the size of silver dollars. Her tan lines seemed to make them even more pronounced, and the barest of white accentuated her well-trimmed pussy as well. Even I was amazed and somewhat turned on seeing her lying there, as she was, splayed open and ready to be taken. I bade them all to come inside the van, and close the door behind them. As they clamored in, their excited chatter amongst themselves was all about how beautiful she was. They all sat in the rear seat over her, looking closely at her. I thought perhaps, this was the first time several of the boys had ever seen a naked woman in person.I knelt alongside the girl, and started running my hands up and down along her contours. I used my fingers and traced the outline of her breasts, round and round, then moving downward, I fingered her belly button, licking my finger, and doing it again. They all gasped watching the events unfold. My fingers slowly crept toward her pubic hairs and I ran my fingertips thru their dense thickness, pulling at pieces of it, lifting it for them to see. Taking both hands, I touched her pussy, massaging her labia gently with my fingertips, rubbing them between my fingers. I opened her labia, letting my finger slide into her pussy, exposing her pink insides. I heard a whoop from the boys on my touching her pussy like I was.”Boys, why are you all still dressed? Are you not interested in having a bit of fun with this girl? She is here, waiting for you to take advantage of her body. She is not going to resist any of you; I can guarantee that, she is so drunk, she probably will not even remember tonight at all. Come touch her, do what you want to do with her. Make her suck your cocks. Fuck her pussy and shoot your cum in her. Fuck her ass, do what ever you desire. This is your night to celebrate.”I sat back against the front seat, pulling my knees up. I smiled seeing so many hard little cocks at once I almost laughed out loud. The site of them bouncing up and down, stiff and rock hard, was a very pleasing view. Knowing they were going to be paying attention to only the naked girl, I wiggled and managed to pull my panties aside, exposing my pussy and began touching myself with pleasure.Their hands and mouths were everywhere on the girl, kissing her gagged mouth, her cheeks, her neck and breasts. I listened to them, ‘her pussy smells so good’ and ‘oh my god, her boobies are so tasty’ as they painstakingly devoured her body with hands and lips. I watched the first boy laying face down between her legs, holding her labia wide open and start licking her pussy, his nose pressing against her clitty and tongue darting in and out of her. Two of the boys were manhandling her breasts, squeezing them, pinching the nipples and cupping them in their hands, trying to see how much of her breasts they could get into their mouths at once. My brother was laying his cock against her cheek, rubbing it up and down, his tip dripping with precum, smearing it all over her. I almost thought for a second he was going to try to fuck her nose, he had his tip firmly against her nostril, pushing in, the dripping wetness of his cock continued to spew down on her lips.The boy between her legs, rose up, and maneuvered pendik escort bayan his cock up against her pussy. He held it and moved the tip up and down along her slit, wetting it’s tip, pushing it just a tiny bit inside her pussy. He continued doing this until suddenly I saw him shoot his cum all over the outside of her pussy. He sighed loudly and tried to push the tip deeper inside her, but he quickly lost his hard on and shrank down to a little nub. One of the boys at her breasts moved down and took his place, rubbing the firsts cum all over her pussy and his cock before he pushed his tip inside her. He let it slip deeper and deeper in, groaning in pleasure, feeling for the first time a live pussy on his cock. He sank his cock deeply inside her, burying it till their pubic hairs mingled together. He held still, pushing hard against her pussy, buried as he was, and wiggled his ass in and out.The first boy was again sitting on the rear seat, watching the other boy push deep inside her as he stoked and jacked on his own cock, trying to get it hard again. I too was watching the second boy pushing into the girls’ pussy, and failed to notice the first boy had now seen that I was playing with my own pussy as I watched. This seemed to stimulate him, and his little cock started getting hard again. I had managed to pull the full plumpness of my pubes and pussy out from under my shorts, completely exposing it, as my fingers manipulated my clitoris. My breath was heavy, and I felt myself quivering with a tiny release of woman cum starting to run down between the crack of my ass as I watched.The second boy’s back stiffened and I watched him shoot his cum deep inside the girl’s pussy with him vigorously humping hard against her and a look of lust on his face. He pulled himself out almost all the way and then rammed it deeply several more times, shooting cum each time until he was completely spent and drained. He fell back on his haunches leaning against the door with a semi-hard cock dripping with cum and her nectar on it. My brother swung his legs over the girl’s face, dr****g his balls on her nose and mouth, and leaned forward laying on her stomach and licked her pussy. The third boy had stopped suckling on her breasts, and looked at the boy on the rear seat, and followed his eyes and saw my pussy there exposed and wet with my fingers buried deep inside it. I had opened my blouse and my own breasts were there in the open, swaying with my hand motions, and both boys attention was turned to me.Almost simultaneously, the two got up and crawled over towards me, knowing my attention was now on my brother licking on the girl’s cum filled pussy. I felt a hand on my knee, and there was the first boy, pulling them apart, and lowering his head down between my legs, his tongue joining my fingers at my pussy. I moaned as I felt his tongue lap at me, up and down, thrusting as deep as it could into my pussy. I closed my eyes, clutching at his head with my hands, pulling his face closer to my pussy, and guided his tongue to my clitoris. I opened my eyes and there in front of me was the third boy’s hard cock, directly in front of my mouth, pulsating and bobbing up and down, he slowly pressed his cock against my lips. I looked up at him and almost helplessly, opened my mouth and let him slip his cock into my lips. My tongue licked his tip, swirling around it, caressing it, tasting him in my mouth. I felt him moving deeper and deeper into my mouth and I continued to lick the undersides of his cock as he started to move in and out of my mouth. The lips at my pussy were working hard at coaxing my little nubbin out of its protective sheath until he was able to use his lips and enclose it, sucking it, touching it’s most sensitive parts.I felt the cock in my mouth gently pushing against the back of my throat time and time again as he worked it in and out of my mouth, with my tongue non-stop licking his cock. I felt myself clutching the head between my legs in my hands and proceeded to have an intensive orgasm, which caused me to thrust my mouth deep on the cock there. Using my teeth to hold the cock still, I held it tight and proceeded to chew on him until I felt him shoot his cum down my throat. I gagged and swallowed as much as I could, but he continued to shoot strands of sperm one after another into my mouth until I was forced to unlock my teeth from his shaft and open my mouth wider to breath, letting huge amounts of cum squirt out of my lips.I felt almost dizzy but completely satisfied having had a fantastic orgasm and taken a huge load of cum in the mouth. I smiled as both boys sat up alongside me and fondled my breasts. We all turned and watched my brother. He realized the girl was not going anywhere, and untied her hands and feet, rolled her over onto her stomach and pulled her up onto all fours. We watched him spread her ass cheeks with his fingers, and reach down between her legs, dipping his fingers in her pussy and scoop the sloppy cum from it, and rub it onto her asshole. He positioned his cock head at her brownie, and slipped the tip of his head into her ass. It went in easily and he rocked, enjoying the feeling of the tip in her anus as her muscles involuntarily tightened like a clamp on his tip. He pushed lightly and slowly his cock began to disappear into her ass. We watched in amazement, as he pulled it out, rubbing the tip against her hole again, and buried it once more, deeper and deeper into her forbidden zone. His slow deliberate movements seemed to show how much control he had over his cock, as he pulled it almost all the way out again, this time leaving the tip inside her, and then with a mighty thrust, he buried his cock all the way inside her ass. He started humping wildly, thrusting himself deep inside her ass, bucking back and forth, pulling out and ramming it in again and again, until he thrust one final time and began depositing his load of cum deep in her ass. He held still, holding himself hard against her ass for a long time, until finally, he pulled his length out of her and sat back satisfied.We all sat there with smiles on our faces as I used my feet and pushed the girl onto her back. The glow of her body was still amazingly erotic to me, watching her breasts move up and down as she her breathing continued slow and evenly. I told the boys to take one more feel of her body and then to get their clothing back on and head out of here. I gathered up the ropes and material carefully making sure there was nothing left in the van but the cum spattering on the carpet and dripping from the girl herself.I smiled and kissed her lips and started to close the van door when I spotted the opposing football team bus had pulled up on the lot near us. The driver was waiting, but the team was just coming out of the locker rooms and walking to the lot. I stopped my truck near the top of the stairs, and rolled down my window.”Hey there, so sorry that you guys lost the game tonight. If it is any consolidation, there is a girl over in that van down there on the lot that wanted to make it up to you all. She is naked and ready to be fucked by you all. Do not worry, she is acting like she’s passed out, so have fun and don’t worry, she is our school’s slut and loves to be fucked.”I waved and hurriedly drove off in my truck, watching a line of football players in my rear view mirror making their way to the mini van with the open door, whooping and hollering.

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Brotherly loveI was chatting with a fellow member talking about various things when I mentioned I used to expose myself to the sisters of my friends and even to my own sisters. He then asked if either of my sisters ever touched my exposed cock and I had answered that yes, one sister did touch my hard cock. Then I thought this can be another true story in my somewhat perverted life.Back when I was younger and not really up on anything sexual, even though it was the 1960s, the sexual revolution decade, I became aware of the daily, heck, sometimes even hourly, hard ons that I was getting for no apparent reason. I didn’t really look at any of the men’s magazines my father had hidden around the apartmant and my friends rarely talked about girls. But I did discover that upon obtaining a hard on, if I jusr unzip my jeans and pull my cock out, it felt a whole lot better outside my pants then crunched up inside of them. At the time I would only do this in the privacy of my apartment when no one was around or if a bunch of us were out playing in a vacant lot I would scurry behind a bush, quickly unzip my jeans and pull my cock out until it became soft again. Usually after about five minutes or so my once hard cock would deflate and if any of my friends asked me what I was doing behind the bush I would tell them I was taking a piss. I don’t think any of them ever really knew the real reason of my going behind a bush or shrub. The exposing of my cock to another person began sometime after when my good friend, his two sisters and I were playing some type of game down in his basement. Sure enough I soon developed a hard on. We may have been playing hide pendik escort and seek because I remember at the time I was behind some boxes when I got my hard on. Thinking that I was relatively safe from anyone looking I unzipped and pulled my cock out. Just then one of my friend’s sister came around the corner and saw me with my hard cock hanging out of my jeans. Fearing that she may scream I put my finger up to my lips and shook my head hoping she understood not to scream out. Luckily she nodded that she wouldn’t scream but her eyes were locked on my hard on. Feeling totally embarassed, I quickly shoved my cock back into my pants and apologized to her. I did hear her go to her sister and whisper something and both began giggling. All that night I kept replaying what had happened with my best friend’s sister and each time I wasgetting excited. I remember pulling my cock out of my pajamas and stroking it. My hand on my cock felt so good. I rubbed the head of my cock and stroked the shaft but nothing.Fast forward a few months. I am in our basement and my older sister comes down to listen to her records. It was a hot day and we did not have air conditioning so the coolest place in the building was the basement. My sister had on shorts and some type of top. Being older then me, she was filling out in all the right places. Even after all this time I still thought back to when a girl first saw my cock. And soon I had another hard on. This time I felt bold. In another part of the basement I removed all my clothing and with my cock sticking straight out I walked into where my sister was listening to her records. She looked at me and told me to go put escort pendik my clothes on. That was it! No comment. Nothing. So like the little brother I was I went in the other room and put my clothes back on. A thought suddenly occured to me. This time when I went into the room I had my cock hanging out of my unzipped jeans. I was hoping she would say something cool but she took one look at me, knowing she had to see my cock, and told me to put that thing back in my pants. Talk about deflating a male’s ego.I am not quite sure when this next event occurred but it had to be a few months later. My younger sister and I were goofing around, wrestling I think is what we were doing. Of course you can imagine that with all the body contact that was happening a younghorny guy like me soon developed a bulge in his jeans. My sisterjust happened to have me on my back on the floor when she jumped on me, straddling me and sitting on my bulge. She asked me what was so hard that she was sitting on. I answered without thinking that she was sitting on my thing. “Your thing?” she asked. “What is your thing?” Knowing our parents were nearby I whispered to my sister that if we went into the back room, furthest from our parents, I would show her. We both jumped up and went into the back room. My sister closed the door. She then asked me to show her my thing. I unzipped my jeans and pulled out my still hard cock. She looked at it and gghen asked if she could touch it. I nodded yes. At first my sister just ran a finger up and down my shaft. Then she saw the hole and asked me if that is where I peed from. I nodded yes. My sister stood there looking at my cock and pendik escort bayan then suddenly asked me if I wanted to see where she peed from. I said sure. She then pulled her pants down and I was looking at a hairless slit. My sister then took her fingers and spread the lips open and pointed to the place she peed from. Then she said touch it. I nervously brought my finger down to her small pussy and she grabbed myfinger and placed it where she peed. She then pulled up her pants and said we can do this again next week.What a long week that seemed like as I dreamt every night about what we will do the next time. And of course I had many raging hard ons that week. But the night came and my sister kept her promise. Again we went into the back room so we would be furthest from our parents. As soon as she closed the door we both took off our pants. This time my sister said she wanted to seem me rub my thing. I have to admit that up until that night, I had numerous hard ons but as of yet I never had ejaculated. As I began stroming my cock, my sister began rubbing her pussy. I watched as she again spread her lips and begin rubbing so ething that I later learned was her clit. As I was stroking myself and watching my sister playing with hersel, I felt a strange sensation welling up in my balls. I stroked faster. The sensation increased. Then it happened so suddenly. A small amount of something oozed from my pee hole. My sister noticed it and stopped what she was doing. We both looked at the stuff that had oozed out. Neither of us knew what it was but I did tell me sister that I had never experienced something like that before.After that night, my sister and I met a few times more. Those times she wanted to, and I allowed her to stroke me while I rubbed her. I cannot remember if she ever achieved orgasm but she certainly achieved it in me. What are big brothers for.

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Dirty IndiansI was upstairs tidying my sons room when my mother called me, “Kavita, where are you? Uncle Shahid will be coming soon. I need your help in the kitchen.”Uncle Shahid was not a real uncle. He was my father’s old business partner. My father passed away a few years ago. My mother had a fondness for Uncle Shahid. He was a close family friend and now that my father was no longer with us he had become closer to my mother. He had helped my brother get a job when he was struggling and my mother was very grateful to him.I went down to help my mother in the kitchen. I said, “Everything seems to be done. Why did you call me?”I sounded petulant as I did not like my mother constantly ordering me around as my mother seemed to have everything in hand and she did not need me there. But I soon realised why she asked me to come down, “I wanted to talk to you before your uncle arrives. It has now been over 5 years since your divorce and you need to think about a new marriage. Your son is growing up without a father figure. You are not getting any younger at 30. Shahid bhai knows people and you need to make a good impression. He may be able to introduce you to someone.”My mother had a habit of constantly reminding me about my divorce. My ex-husband was a gambler and an alcoholic and I was happy to be divorced. But in the Indian community I was now a pariah and considered damaged goods. Men were not interested in marrying someone with a c***d and a trouble maker ex. I simply had too much baggage and no one was interested in a marriage yo me.I had initially been a bit depressed and put on a lot of weight but now I was getting my life back together. The hardest part was living with my mother again. My mother was traditional and she constantly reminded me of my need to be married.I didn’t miss marriage as much as I missed the sex. My ex was a good for nothing loser but I had really enjoyed the sex when he could get it up and was not too drunk. I now had to rely on my vibrator for my orgasms but I missed a hard cock pounding into me. Enough of that. I didn’t want to get worked up as it was not gonna change anytime soon as men did not have much interest in me.I told my mother, “Men do not want the responsibility of a son that is not their own. It is simple I will not be getting married any time soon.”My mother shook her head, “Do not lose hope. Now go set the table. He called to say he was on the way.”I would actually settle for a good hard fuck and let go of the martiage idea just for one night but it was hard to find a man who would be discrete enough for that.Uncle turned up 30 minutes later. He was beaming with a smile as he saw me and my mother. He hugged us both as he greeted us. He asked about my brother but I explained he was already out.Uncle Shahid was around 62. He was still very active in business and had many endeavours going on at any one time.He was a short pudgy man but he had charm on his side. His wife had passed away a few years ago and I noticed a change in the way he looked at me since then.I sat him down at the dining table. My mother was in the kitchen finishing the dishes. He looked over at me and said, “Kavita. How is Arun? He must be 8 now?”I smiled at his caring nature, “Yes. He is very good and well behaved. He is asleep now as it is his bedtime.”He said, “You were always a good c***d. If he is anything like you he will grow up to be very sensible. How are you keeping? You look very good. You have lost a lot of weight in the right places. What is your secret?”He looked me up and down as he said this. There was a lecherous vibe to his look but I gave him the benefit of the doubt. I also liked being flattered and he was certainly charming. I said, “I have started yoga classes and I have been taking new diet pills.”He was looking again but this time his eyes rested on my breasts as he said, “Well I must admit it is certainly working. You are positively stunning. It is a shame that you are not married. It is such a waste to see you not being fulfilled.”I did not know what to make of what he said but it was more than just a simple compliment, I just replied, “men do not want the responsibility of a c***d.” It seemed to be an easy excuse.He said, “You need to find a real man.”I did not have time to ponder the meaning as my mother came out with dishes. I went into the kitchen to help bring in the last few dishes. I felt my breathing really laboured pendik escort as I was in the kitchen. My exchange with Uncle Shahid had got me all flustered. I steadied myself and went back in.Uncle Shahid and my mother were laughing as I joined them. The conversation did not seem to have the same tone with my mother in the room but I kept catching Uncle Shahid glancing over at me.My mother then caused me great embarrassment, “Shahid bhai, can you help Kavita find a husband? I have tried everyone but I simply have had no luck.”My mother made me sound like a lost cause, which I probably was. Uncle Shahid then said, ‘I am always looking out for Kavita. She is a beautiful woman. She tells me she started yoga. You know I need to do some yoga. In my old age my body needs to stretch but I do notwant to go to a class. Kavita can you help me?”I liked how he sensed my discomfort and was able to change the topic. I replied, “Yes. I have learned a lot and I am happy to share it with you.”He said, “Why don’t you come this Saturday and you can show me what I need to do.”I readily agreed, “Yes Uncle Shahid I will come on Saturday.”He said, “You can now call me just Shahid. You are a grown woman.” He was looking at my chest as he said this but luckily my mother did not notice.Shahid left shortly after. His attention on my breasts made me self conscious. After I stopped breast feeding my son my breasts lost their firm shape and sagged. But since I had started taking the diet pills they returned to the previous firm shape. My bra size also increased to double E cup.Before I went to bed I went to the mirror and undressed. I unclasped my bra and my breasts fell into view. My skin was a dark brown. Another reason my mother put down to me not being able to find a man. My nipples were a deep dark brown. A dark chocolate colour. I started cupping my breasts as I felt their firmness. I began squeezing gently as I thought back to tonight. I imagined Uncle Shahid looking at my body with my breasts exposed with his lecherous eyes. Is this what he really wanted to see everytime he looked over at me? Was he talking about my breasts when he talked about losing weight in the right places?What did he mean by it is a “waste”. What is a waste? The fact that a man can not enjoy this body. Am I wasting this body by not sharing it with a man?What did he mean by a “real man”? How do I find a real man? What would he do? Bend me over and fuck me till I scream his name? Is that a “real man”?I was rolling my nipples between my fingers as my orgasm was building. I had never been so turned on by just playing with my breasts.Was he a “real man”? How would he fuck me? Would he spank me? He was old enough to be my father. Why was I having such lustful and filthy thoughts about him?I was so turned on and I collapsed to my knees as I came from just playing with my breasts. As I came I felt a white liquid spray from my breasts.I used my fingers to bring it to my mouth and it was breastmilk. I could not believe what was happening to my body. My body should not be producing milk. I should not be having these dirty thoughts about Shahid bhai.I went to sleep in a confused state. He was my father’s best friend. He was too old to be interested in me and I should not be thinking of him.That night my dreams were filled with lustful thoughts. In my dream I was being ravaged by a much older man. I was committing truly depraved acts and he was truly using my body. My pussy was burning with desire by the morning. My breasts seemed to create more milk the more turned on I was. This was embarrassing as I should not be producing milk anymore. But I loved the feeling of my breasts being so shapely. I had to make somr changes and I bought a breast pump that day. I was also wearing padding under my bras. The padding caused my breasts to seem even bigger.It was Friday night and I was thinking about seeing Shahid. The thought of being on my own with him was driving me crazy.I needed to masturbate just to keep me sane. I know he liked to look but I also know that he has always been very respectful so he may never actually do anything.I wanted to tease him to try and see what his limits were. I usually wear a t shirt and leggings for yoga. It is a women only class and I never really thought about what I had to wear. I wanted to tease him today so my clothes would be important. I wore normal clothes to his house but I took some white escort pendik leggings which seemed almost see through when stretched and a sports bra which would show my ample cleavage.When I turned up he was in just shorts and a t shirt. He gave me a hug as he greeted me and unlike last time he kept the hug a little longer and I felt the unmistakable feeling of his penis against my stomach. After my recent thoughts I did not need his penis so erect and in such close peoximity.He saw my gym bag and asked, “Will you need to be getting changed?”I said, “Yes. I need to wear something more comfortable. Where can I get changed?”He motioned towards the downstairs bathroom, “You can get changed in there. And I will be in the main living room. I have set the room up for our session”I went to the bathroom and got changed. The feeling of his throbbing erect penis had already got my breasts excited and milk was starting to produce. Luckily I had added extra padding this morning. I added a few more tissues to prevent any issues. I was wearing a black thong under my leggings. I wanted to make sure he saw it all and I was sure he would.I went back in a little nervous. He looked at me and he was open mouthed. As he stood up to greet me his erection was clear to see. The look had the desired effect.He commented, “You look amazing. The yoga has done wonders for your body. You are simply stunning. Take it easy on me, I am not a young man anymore.”We both sat on the floor in the sitting pose, “Don’t worry I will keep it simple. Just follow what I do.”I went through the simple stretches. Everytime I lifted my arms his eyes were drawn to my breasts. I then started to do the slightly more complex stretches. I was worried about diving into the planks and downward dog. But if I really wanted to tease him I needed to show him my downward dog.After about 20 minutes we were working up a sweat. I then said, “Uncle…Sorry I mean Shahid. The next few moves are quite difficult and straining. Do you want to just look?”He seemed to be glad to have the break. I went into my first plank. I could feel his eyes on my body. My breasts would be hanging down.I then moved into a downward dog. This was a hard pose to hold but I knew how my ass would be presented to him. He was looking intensely.He said, “This position looks to be the toughest. I think you are right. I may not be ready for this. Do you mind if I have a closer look at the position?”I replied, “Please look. It is important to understand the position so you can do it next time.”He got up and came behind me. He held my bare hips and ran his hands down the side of my legging covered legs. He then said, “It is a shame you are not married. Your body is being wasted.”As he said this his cock was pressing against my covered backside. It was those words again “wasted” and “shame”. I did not want to leave them just hanging in the air, “What do you mean by wasted?”He was gently grinding his penis into my ass. It was a subtle movement and nothing too obvious. He then took me by surprise, “Your body must be enjoyed by a man. It is a shame because you are made for breeding. Your good for nothing ex husband never appreciated what he had.”There was no ambiguity left by his comments. We both knew what he meant, “But no one will marry me now. My mother has tried for years.”My legs were struggling to hold on but his penis thrusting and grinding into me kept me going, “Your mother has been looking at the wrong men. You need a strong man who can take the responsibility of you and your c***d. A woman has needs and you need a man to take care of them.”I was close to cumming, “But where do I find such a man?”I could not hold any longer as I had a leg trembling orgasm and fell forward out of breath. The feel of a real cock against my body was too much.He helped me back up to a seated position. I felt him touch my breasts as he did so. I hoped he did not notice the padding.My collapse had lost the conversation, “That seems like the toughest position. Next week we can try together.”I liked him behind me in that position. But I was looking forward to the next week. I went to the bathroom to change into my normal clothes.My leggings and thong were plastered to my skin as they were soaked through. My padding had been soaked through in my sports bra. I made do with tissues. I was glad to have a change of clothes.As I left we hugged again but this time he squeezed pendik escort bayan my ass in a confident manner. Our relationship was beginning to change.It had been a few days and I had not heard from him. I could not stop thinking about our yoga session. It was the first time in a long time that I had an orgasm by a man. Did he even know? Was he even interested?It was Wednesday and there was not even a message. As I was getting into bed I decided to message him if he would not message me;-Kavita: Hi. I just wanted to check you are still free for yoga on Saturday?He did not reply straight away. I was sat looking at my phone screen waiting for his reply.It came after what seemed an eternity but was only 30 minutes.Shahid: Yes, definitely. I have not had a work out like that in a long time. I enjoyed it.I finally had his attention and I replied straight away.Kavita: I really enjoyed it too. You picked it up quickly.Shahid: I am not as good as you. Especially when you did the downward dog. You looked good enough to eat. Where are you?What did he mean by that? He was making so many strange comments recently.Kavita: I am in bed. Can I ask you something?Shahid: I am in bed also. Do you want to sleep? It is late. You can ask me anything.Kavita: i do not want to sleep. I just want to talk to you. Can you talk or do you need to sleep?Shahid: I can not sleep when I have a beautiful woman wanting to talk to me. Ask me anything.He knew how to compliment a lady.Kavita: What did you mean by my mother is looking for the wrong men?Shahid: Your mother is looking at young men. They are too immature for a woman like you. You need an older man.I had never thought of an older man before as marriage material. Maybe that is where I was going wrong. But recent interactions with Shahid had made me consider an older man in a sexual way.Kavita: I had never thought about an older man before. Do you wear your shorts and t shirt to bed?I regretted that message. He will be wondering why I was interested in what he wore to bed.Shahid: No. Unfortunately not. I sleep naked. A habit I have now developed. What do you wear to bed?That answer had certainly increased the temperature in my bed. My free hand immediately went to my breast and began teasing my nipple under my nightie.Kavita: I am wearing a silk nightie. It is red. And a red thong under it. I eagerly anticipated his reaction.Shahid: You looked hot in your yoga outfit. But you sound incredibly sexy right now. Your body is being wasted. You need a man to use it.There was no hidden meaning any more. He was saying what he meant. Every time he talked about my body being wasted made me yearn for sex. It made my body hot. My free hand was now in thong as I fingered myself. My milk was leaking into my nightie. He was driving me crazy with lust.Kavita: What did you like about my yoga outfit? Just be honest and I will be honest.Shahid: I liked your big tits and deep cleavage. I liked your black thong. You didn’t need the leggings as they were practically see through when you stretched. What did you enjoy about the yoga? Your turn to be honest.He was not holding back with his messages. I could ruin him by showing these messages to anyone. But I was more interested in keeping his attention and now it was my turn to be honest.Kavita: My orgasm when you were grinding against me in downward dog. My first orgasm by a man in over 5 years. What are you doing right now?Shahid: I am stroking my cock thinking about your big tits and juicy pussy. How many fingers are in your cunt right now?He was not holding back anymore. His labguage drove me crazy. I could not believe he said the c word. How did he know I was fingering my pussy? Kavita: One finger. How big is your dick? Send me a picture.Shahid: Add another finger and thrust harder. It is 7 inches. If I send a picture it will be yoir second orgasm by my cock in less than a week.I inserted two fingers as my pussy. My pussy was squelching as I fingered myself harder.Kavita: Please send it xxHe finally sent and I came burying my face into the pillow to muffle screamsI kept reading the messages and came multiple times until Saturday finally arrived.I carefully chose what to wear again. I wore black tights over my red thong this time. They were thinner and more see through than the leggings. I kept my same sports bra.I arrived at the same time and he was in the same attire as last time. Shorts and a t shirt.He hugged me but this time he groped my ass more freely. I went to get changed. When I came out of the bathroom I paid close attention to his reaction. His eyes were so intense on my legs and thong which was clearly visible.

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The Hand JobsTHE HAND JOBSRoni and I were young—thirty years old, maybe—when we visited friends and went skinny dipping in their pool. It wasn’t the first time we’d all been naked together, the ice breaker happened years before when we stripped off at the beach one night after dark. None of us were afraid to bare it all and everyone loved the feeling of swimming nude, so those nighttime pool parties had become something of an infrequent ritual. With their k**s in bed, the yard dark enough for the neighbors not to see, once again, we ended up losing our suits. After almost two hours in the pool, we had all drunk more wine than necessary to get a pleasant glow and there wasn’t an inhibition to be found. Thanks to spending that time with two wet and naked women under the moonlight, when we stepped out of the water to dry off, both Ken and I showed off our raging hard-ons. Of course the ladies noticed.Roni couldn’t help staring at Ken’s huge cock. He made it obvious that he caught her looking.“Something here that you’re interested in, Veronica?” She giggled. “Well, yes, Kenny. It’s probably not the first time you’ve caught me looking. You’ve got the biggest…thing I’ve ever seen.” Ken was six-four and had an appropriately long and thick shlong .His wife, Joyce, a short and cuddly brunette with a pair of big round knockers said, “Once he gets a woody like that, I have to give him a hand job to calm him down.”Ken smiled. “Can I have a hand job now, honey?”Joyce laughed. “I gave you a hand job yesterday.” She surprised me with her next comment. “Roni looks interested. Maybe she’ll give one. Less work for me.”Ken looked at Roni, raised his pendik escort eyebrows, and grinned.Ronni sighed, “Do you need a hand job, Kenny?” She asked sweetly, her speech a little slurred from the wine, and she never even glanced at me for approval. Masturbating another guy since we’d been married would be a first, and I wondered if she was making a serious offer.“Ummm, Kenny likes hand jobs,” he said, sounding like a big nitwit.“OK, Kenny. Joyce says I should, and my sweetie says I give the best hand jobs in the world.”“Oh yeah, I deserve the best,” he said, rubbing his cock a couple times.I felt my eyes pop as she wrapped her fingers around his meat and began giving him one of her fantastic hand jobs—three short, fast strokes; three long, slow strokes; three fast, three slow, all while fondling his balls. I stared at my shapely wife. Her dark brown hair was wet, the cool breeze had made her nipples hard, and in the moonlight I could see Ken staring from her tits to the dark triangle of pubic bush covering her pussy and back again.I loved watching her masturbate our friend and my cock kept growing and began to ache.When Ken started to moan with pleasure, Roni quickened her pace. “Feel good, Kenny?”“Oh, yeah, I’m gonna cum.” He closed his eyes and tilted his head up, reveling in the intense pleasure.Joyce and I watched them carefully. Standing close to me, she said, “He’s loving this. I’ll have to ask her how she does that.”I looked down at her jugs. “Watching the show makes me feel pretty good, too.”“Go ahead, Kenny,” Roni said, “Let it go. Cum for me.”He blasted out an explosion of spunk and groaned so loud I thought he’d wake the escort pendik neighbors. I wondered if Joyce had gotten as turned on as I did. I looked at her again and said, “I’m jealous and now I need that kind of attention.”I wondered if she would suggest that Roni take care of me next so she and Ken could watch. I would have liked that.Joyce tilted her head and wrinkled up her nose, trying to look put-off, but I could tell she had gotten turned on by Roni and Ken’s show. Her large nipples had gotten hard. “OK, if I give you a hand job, you’d better buy me flowers.”I agreed immediately. A small cost for desperately needed sexual pleasure.Joyce began jerking my wang and asked, “Does that feel good, baby?”I nodded. “Mmmm, perfect. Squeeze my balls.”I heard Roni. “I think we started something, Kenny.”With each back and forth stroke she pushed back my foreskin and then recovered the swollen head of my dick. “Ooo, look at you,” she said, tugging on my scrotum. “You started off nice and hard, but the more I do, the thicker you get. Kenny’s not the only one with a big dick around here.”“Ohhhhh,” I moaned, “and my wife is not the only one who gives a great hand job. This feels sooo good. A little faster now. Oh, yeah. Beautiful.” I wanted to close my eyes and relax, but I couldn’t stop watching her knockers bounce as she stroked my cock.It didn’t take me long. Her hand felt so good and my cock was so hot, I stretched and stood on my toes just before I came and then shot a load of jism that hit Joyce on the thigh.“Oh, you bad boy,” she said. “Look what you did. What are we going to do with you men?”“Don’t act shocked,” Ken said. “You girls pendik escort bayan seem pretty happy playing with our cocks.”Joyce giggled, sounding pleasantly drunk. “Now you guys owe us something.”“More than flowers?” I asked.“Oh, yeah!”Roni and Ken were standing close after having taken their turn watching us.“Joyce,” Roni said, “I think our husbands are easy to please.”“This reminds me of High School. On a date, I’d give Kenny a hand job, but back then he’d be happy for a week. Not anymore. The more I do, the more he wants.”“The4y are so horny. My sweetie was never satisfied just getting a hand job,” Roni said. “We always did a few oral things.”“Ohhh?” Joyce said, “You never told me. Now, I want to hear all about it.”“Did my husband just promise to do something for you?”“He said he’d buy me flowers. And he owes you for letting him get a hand job from me. And Kenny owes me. Did you see how happy he was while you were playing with his Willy? I like the idea of them getting oral with us.”“Talking about sex turns me on,” Roni said. “Let’s go inside and I’ll tell you all our kinky stories. We’ll get nice and hot and make the guys pay off.”“Oh, good. I could use a big orgasm about now,” Joyce said. “You guys can use the guest room bed.”“I won’t have any trouble collecting,” Roni said. “How about Kenny, does he pay his debts?”“Promise to give him another hand job if he gets it up again and does me tonight. He’ll be happy to pay off.”My heart was still pounding when the girls wrapped towels around their nude bodies and started walking to the house. “You boys had better clean up before coming in,” Roni whispered over her shoulder. “I don’t think we’re done with you yet.Joyce laughed.“What do you want from us, honey?” Ken asked.“What do you think, sweetums? Girls get horny, too.”Before we made it back into the house my dick was rock hard again and ready to go.

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Mother-in-law Panty FunEvan lifted the hamper top and began rummaging through his mother-in-laws dirty clothes. Almost instantly he found what he was looking for. A pair of his sexy mother-in-law’s dirty silky panties! They were full cut bright green with a wide lace waistband and cute lace trim around the leg openings. A nice pussy stain was embedded in the crotch and the sight of it made his bloated balls tingle. And, they were also one of the favorite pairs he liked to relieve himself into. He and his wife Carol were living with her mother for while and it was nice to have ready access to her dirty under things.Evan had been using his mother-in-law’s dirty panties to jerk off in for as long as he could remember. Way before his wife and he got married. As a matter of fact, before he and his wife had been dating and they had been only friends. That had to be about 20 years running now. He LOVED the way Judy, his mother-in-law, made her panties smell. He even liked them more than his wife’s or her sister’s dirty panties and they were pretty good to sniff on too.He held the stained gusset up to his nose and took a big inhale of the lovely fragrance Judy had left in them for him. Wow, it never ceased to amaze him how her musk instantly could bring him to a raging hard-on. Her smell made him ache. He actually throbbed inside the pair of her white silken panties he was now wearing. He had snatched them from Judy’s hamper earlier in the week. They had a seam up the back which made them a little tighter and held his aching cock so nicely.He took another big sniff and reached down to unzip his jeans. The big silken bulge protruded from his zipper and he cupped it in his right hand still holding the dirty panties to his nose with his other hand. God, he couldn’t get enough of her smell. He had been blessed with a rather large cock and it now stretched the thin nylon almost to its limits. He squeezed his stiffened member and a big dollop of pre-cum soaked through the panties he was wearing. He sniffed again, imaging his 55 year old mother-in-law licking the large drop off her straining panties. Just that thought forced another bigger drop to push its way through.He pulled his leaking cock out of the panties he was wearing and began to stroke it long and slow. The more he stroked the more pre-cum flowed freely from the swollen piss slit of his enlarged member. He speeded up his pumping and could feel the all too familiar tingling in the base of his balls that signaled his impending nut. Not wanting to cum in the green pair he so lovingly sniffed, he reached into Judy’s hamper again and came up with a very shiny blue pair that he had not seen before. He loved that his mother-in-law bought new panties on a regular basis and never a cotton pair in the bunch. Even his wife had a few pairs of ugly cotton ones for “that time of the month.”Evan carefully laid the blue panties on the counter next to the sink, gusset up, so that he could shoot his pent up load in the stained crotch. He could see where the cotton gusset had been stuck to his mother-in-laws creamy pussy. The stain was quite large and crusty and he could only imagine how wet she had been when she removed them. If he hadn’t known better he would have thought that Judy had cum in them herself before depositing them in the hamper. They were that used!He aimed his big fuck stick at the dirty crotch and thought about how sexy his pendik escort MILF mother-in-law would look with the wet panties plastered to he juicy love mound. A long string of pre-cum dripped from his overly swollen cock head and attached itself to the center of the naughty stain he stood aiming at. Seeing the strand stretching from his cock to the dirty gusset was just too much for him. He tugged harder on his rigid manhood and was about to unload what felt like a gallon of hot sticky cum in the panties when suddenly the bathroom door opened with a bang and there stood his mother-in-law in the doorway.Evan tried desperately to stuff his straining leaking cock back into his pants to no avail. He was caught red handed with a pair of his mother-in-laws dirty panties in each hand and a rather large, now deflating cock still dripping pre-cum hanging from the open fly of his jeans. His face turned bright red he stood there looking right at Judy waiting for her to totally freak out on him.The tension in the air was so thick it could have been cut with knife. Silence filled the room as Judy, with a stern look on her face, and Evan stood staring at each other, eye to eye. To Evan it seemed like and eternity passed.Just when he thought he would not be able to stand it any longer, Judy took a step into the room.”I knew you’ve been abusing my dirty panties for years, you naughty boy. I just thought I’d never catch you at it. Back when you were a teenager visiting with all Carol’s friends I’d always find a pair of my dirty panties filled with cum that obviously didn’t belong to me. I wasn’t sure which one of her friend’s had left me those little presents until you started dating Carol and I would find a pair of my cummy panties whenever you left after visiting her. Every time I’d find a pair filled with all that nut juice I would just have to finger myself with them until I had a screaming orgasm. It turned me on so much to think that you found my panties hot enough to fill with cum. I would get myself off thinking about you wrapping my dirty silky panties around that monster you have between your legs and popping a huge load into them.” She said with slight tremble in her voice.”You don’t have to stop Evan,” Judy said, her voice thick with lust. “Show me what you do with my dirty panties. Show me how you fill them up with all that cum you have in those huge balls of yours.”Listening to his mother-in-law telling him how she liked the fact that he unloaded in her dirty panties was making his dying cock start to rise again. Seeing her in her silky nightgown with no bra on also helped a lot. He could make out the outline of the panties she was wearing through the wispy material. His cock was throbbing so much it hurt. But, it was a good hurt.He stood there with his cock pointing straight at his mother-in-law, dripping a copious amount of thick pre-cum. He looked at the panties he held in each hand and then while looking here square in the eye he brought the green pair up to his nose and took a long hard sniff of her essence. The blue pair he wrapped around his turgid pole and began to slide the silken material up down his shaft teasing more pre-cum out of it, all the while never breaking eye contact with his very flushed mother-in-law. He made sure the gusset was stretched over the head of his cock so that her dirty panties would catch his pent up load.Evan could not believe his luck. escort pendik Here he was, using his mother-in-laws dirty panties while she stood watching him. He had thought about this moment for a long time and now it was actually happening. His cock grew harder in his hand and gained more length if it were possible. His hard cock was almost bursting through the crotch of Judy’s panties. A large drop of his freely flowing pre-cum pushed through the dirty gusset.The look on Judy’s face was priceless. She stood there eyes wide with here mouth slightly open licking her lips as she watched her son-in-law abuse her dirty panties. She always got wet when she found a pair Evan had used but to actually see him using several pairs of her panties made her gush into the silky pink panties she was wearing under her nightgown. She pulled her nightgown up and slid her hand down over the front of her panties letting Evan see how wet she was. She pushed the thin material of her panties into her sopping pussy and rubbed her clit hard racing toward a huge orgasm.She could see Evan getting ready to make a mess of her dirty panties when she said, “Evan, don’t cum yet, I want to get a closer look.” With that, Judy squatted down in front of Evan, eye level with his obscenely hard cock. It was then that she noticed that Evan was evidently WEARING a pair of her panties. This made her pussy leak even more sweet juice into her already soaked panties.”Evan, you ARE a naughty boy! Not only do you use your mother-in-law’s panties to jerk off in, you wear her panties too! That makes me so wet,” she cooed to his throbbing member.With her right hand still furiously frigging her engorged clit through her panties she reached up with her left hand to tease his large shaven tight balls with her long manicured finger nails. They practically jumped inside his huge sack. Judy had never seen a set of love nuts so big and full. She could only imagine how much thick cum was boiling around in them waiting to soak her dirty panties.She was so close to his throbbing cock that the smell of him and her dirty panties filled her nostrils. Without thinking, she leaned forward and planted a kiss on the end of Evan’s cock sucking up the dollop of pre-cum leaking through her dirty gusset. He tasted wonderful and she could not wait for him to blow his huge nut in her panties.Her right hand sped up and pushed her toward the brink. She was now frenching the head of his cock through her dirty panties. Her left hand was really teasing and tugging his extremely tight balls. She knew he was close. She had never seen a man leak so much! She looked up to catch his eye and said, “Pop whenever you’re ready, naughty boy. Cum in mother-in-law’s dirty panties! Fill them with all your nasty spunk, you bad, bad boy! Go ahead, seed them!”Her filthy talk and the fact that his mother-in-law was kissing the tip of his cock through her dirty panties, was too much for poor Evan. He took one last big sniff of the green panties he held under his nose and, staring right into her eyes, grunted and began to unload his pent up nut into her dirty panties.Judy was more than ready for him to cum but not prepared for the amount of cum that began to shoot through her dirty gusset. Keeping her eyes directly on his, she kept kissing and frenching the big head of his cock as it spilled more and more seed into her dirty panties. She could taste herself and pendik escort bayan him. Her lips were completely covered in his thick hot cum. There was so much of it that it began to drip off her chin and soak her nightgown making the thin material cling to her hardened nipples.After the sixth or seventh large blast from Evan’s cock she opened her cum cover lips and popped his panty wrapped, still shooting cock into her willing mouth. She sucked out the last of his load and still holding his sated cock in her mouth, came with a muffled cry into her pink panties. She held onto Evans strong thighs and fingered herself through her panties till the waves of her own huge orgasm began to subside. When Judy finally had control of herself, she released Evan’s softening cock form her mouth and stood up facing her son-in-law.Evan, who still had her green panties pressed tightly to his nose, smiled as he looked at the mess he had deposited on his mother-in-law’s mouth. Judy took the blue panties from around Evan’s wilted cock and brought them to her mouth to make sure none of his huge nut remained in them. She wiped at the large load still dripping form her chin and most of it slid off onto her already soaked nightgown showing off even more off her luscious tits.She took the green panties from him, letting him get another good sniff in, and dropped them and the soaking wet blue ones back in the hamper. She removed her wet nightgown and added that to the hamper also. She stood in front of him and lowered the silky pink panties she was wearing down her shapely legs handing them to a very spent Evan.”Here,” she said, through cum coated lips, “you can have these for later since you helped me prepare them the way you like.”Evan immediately held the soaking gusset to his nose and enjoyed a sniff of her freshly cummed in panties. They would definitely come in handy later. Evan, who hadn’t uttered a single word throughout the entire encounter, now managed a hoarse “Thank you.”Judy looked directly at him and said, “Anytime, you naughty boy. From now on, just ask me for my panties and they’re yours. You can have them whenever you want and this will be our little secret. There are plenty more where they came from and if you happen to find a sexy silky pair in your travels that you’d like me to wear, just bring them to me and I’ll do my very best to get them nice and smelly for you.”With that, she reached down and stuffed Evan’s cock back into the panties he was wearing and pushed the large lump back into his jeans. She zipped him up and ushered him out the door.Pointing at the pink panties that Evan held in his hands she said, “You go put those dirty panties someplace safe and let me get a shower. I’m totally covered in that huge load you let go on me. Why don’t you go through my panty drawer and pick out a pair you want me to wear when I’m done. That way, you’ll know exactly which pair I’ll be wearing for the rest of the day.”She closed the door with a wink, leaving Evan standing there weak in the knees. He went to her panty drawer and rummaged through till he found the pair he was looking for. They were a thin silky wispy bright orange pair with a matching large cotton gusset that he had used several times before. He turned from her bureau sniffing on the wet pink panties she had given him, staring at the cotton crotch of the orange pair that would soon be snuggled against his mother-in-laws sweet pussy. He laid them out on her bed conscious of the fact that before the day was out they would probably be filled with another of his massive loads. He left the room smiling, knowing it was going to be a great day.

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Cruel to Be KindMy other life — the one I don’t talk about — started with a simple question.Brenda and I were sitting in a noisy pub, sipping our beers, listening to the music, waiting for our dates to come back from the men’s room.“Would you like to earn some easy money, Jane?”“Is it legal?”“Absolutely,” said Brenda with a smile. “A little unusual, maybe. Are you interested?”“I’ve no idea. What’s involved, and how much are we talking about?”“Okay, here’s the deal. There’s this old fart who gets off on wanking in front of women.”“In public?”Brenda shook her head. “No, no, all very private. We go to his house, we watch him jerk off, we come home. It’s as simple as that.”We saw our dates weaving their unsteady way across the pub floor. Before they got to our table Brenda told me how much I could make from this weird arrangement. Nothing earth-shattering, but considering the job content, definitely easy money. Brenda said she’d text me the details.She didn’t have to. Our dates got totally wasted and threw up in the gutter outside the pub. Brenda and I left in disgust and went down the road to an all-night café. Over a couple of coffees Brenda told me all I needed to know.The old guy’s name was Latimer and he lived alone. Judging by the photos on his mantelpiece, he was a widower with two grown-up sons. Years ago he’d made contact with a girl at our college. She’d introduced friends, and they’d introduced other friends. Brenda had visited his house a couple of times and insisted that he was perfectly harmless. Mr. Latimer’s little one-man shows took place every four weeks or so — depending on who was available and how much he could afford. One of the regular girls couldn’t make it that weekend, which is why Brenda had invited me. All I had to do was meet up with her and a girl called Trixie, and hop on a bus to Mr. Latimer’s house. It couldn’t be simpler.Mr. Latimer proved to be a charming old gentleman, nothing like the creepy guy I’d imagined. He welcomed us into his house and bustled around, bringing tea and biscuits from the kitchen. He sat down and chatted with us about the weather, about our studies, and about our interests. It was like visiting an elderly relative.He stood up, excused himself, and disappeared into a back room. I glanced at Brenda and raised an eyebrow. Brenda nodded.He came back wearing only a towel. He didn’t look at us and he didn’t say a word. He came to within a few feet of where we were sitting and turned his back on us, pulling away the towel as he did. It wasn’t a pretty sight. There were tufts of grey hair all down his back, and he was carrying a lot of extra weight. He spread the towel on the floor, bending over and giving us a good view of his bum and his balls. His left testicle was larger than his right.He stepped onto the towel and turned around. The first thing that caught my eye was his bulging belly. The second was the erection poking out from under it. He wasn’t big, maybe five inches or so, but he was surprisingly stiff. I’d read that older men had difficulty getting above horizontal. Mr. Latimer had no such problem. His perky little boner was standing to attention.“Oh, Mr. Latimer!” exclaimed Trixie, “what a splendid cock you have!”“And such beautiful balls,” echoed Brenda.There was something decidedly off about their comments. They sounded forced, as if they were reading from the script of a cheap porn movie. Maybe they were.“Very impressive, Mr. Latimer. Does it get any bigger?” That was me, saying what I hoped was the right thing. He looked at me and smiled. I breathed an inward sigh of relief. He turned sideways to give us a better view of his erection and began to work it with the fingers of his right hand. With his left he massaged his balls.Trixie and Brenda kept up their fatuous encouragement and I joined in. Still stroking his erection, Mr. Latimer took a step forward until he was standing right in front of Brenda, his cock no more than two or three feet from her face. I thought she would reach out and grasp it, but all she did was examine it with a show of great interest. He shifted his position and stood in front of Trixie, where the same thing happened.It was my turn. Neither Brenda nor Trixie had said a word while Mr. Latimer was standing in front of them. Maybe that was the right thing to do. I’ve no idea why I blurted out, “Why, Mr. Latimer, I can see your veins throbbing.”“Would you like to touch it, Jane?” he asked me. I glanced sideways at Brenda and picked up the slight movement of her head.“If you don’t mind, Mr. Latimer, could I just watch?”“Of course,” he said and stepped back onto the towel. It took longer than I expected for him to come, but maybe that’s because I’m used to younger men. Eventually — I wasn’t looking at my watch, but it must have been several minutes — he shifted his weight onto the balls of his feet, and a glob of semen gushed from the tip of his cock, followed by another and then another. The thick white fluid ran over his fingers and fell onto the towel. Brenda and Trixie began clapping. I didn’t feel like joining them, but I did anyway. What I’d witnessed struck me as rather sad.Mr. Latimer picked up the towel and said, “If you ladies would like a little refreshment, there are plenty of soft drinks and snacks in the fridge. Please help yourselves. I won’t be long.”No sooner had he gone than Brenda and Trixie began chatting about some girl in college. They were still gossipping when Mr. Latimer came back, fully dressed, with three white envelopes in his hand.“This is for you, Brenda,” he said, handing over one of the envelopes. “And this is for you, Trixie.” The third envelope was for me. I noticed that it had my name written on it. I mumbled my thanks.Trixie and Brenda declined Mr. Latimer’s invitation to stay a little longer. It was obvious that they were in a hurry to leave.As we were walking down the street to the bus stop, Brenda said to me, “There, wasn’t that easy? Money for nothing.” I nodded but I felt bad about what had happened.I opened the envelope as soon as I got home. Inside was a sheet of neatly folded letter paper containing a couple of crisp bank notes. I almost missed the short message written on the inside of the paper. It said, “Jane, please call me if you have time,” and was followed by a pendik escort telephone number. For a fraction of a second I thought that Mr. Latimer had given me the wrong envelope, but that couldn’t be right: the message was addressed to me.I spent the rest of that day wondering what it was all about. Several possibilities came to mind, but none of them made any sense. I decided to sleep on it.I called Mr. Latimer the next afternoon. He sounded touchingly grateful for my call but took a long time coming to the point. Could I please visit him again? There was something he wanted to discuss. I told him I’d have to check with Brenda and Trixie. He said that it was something personal, and he’d prefer that I come alone. That set off an alarm bell. He must have sensed my hesitation. He assured me that he only wanted to talk, and that he would understand if I said no. I surprised myself by saying yes.I told him that I could come over the next day, at around eleven in the morning, but that I could stay for only thirty minutes as I had a lecture right after lunch. I figured that half an hour wouldn’t be enough for him to get up to any mischief. My excuse wasn’t a lie; I did have a lecture in the afternoon, from two o’clock, but I wasn’t going to tell him that.He was just as friendly and polite as on my first visit, only this time he began reminiscing about his wife. I’ll skip the details — suffice it to say that it had been a very happy marriage and he missed Wendy very much. He kept coming back to how compatible they were, how they shared so many hobbies and interests. I got the feeling that this emphasis on compatibility was leading up to something, and I was right.Alex and Wendy had been, for want of a better expression, a cheerfully kinky couple. Wendy was something of an exhibitionist and Alex was into spanking. They enjoyed role-playing, with Wendy often taking the part of a strict headmistress and Alex that of a naughty schoolboy. He would confess to a litany of imagined misdeeds and Wendy would take a cane or strap to his bare behind. I could see the twinkle in his eyes as he recounted this and other stories.It was almost mid-day. Alex noticed the time and apologised for keeping me so long. I told him that I’d enjoyed his little tales and would love to hear more — all of which was perfectly true.“Before you go, Jane, there’s something I’d like to show you. I’ll be right back.”I half expected him to come back wearing only a towel. Instead, he returned carrying a rattan cane, a wooden paddle, and a rubber whip.“Some of the little toys that Wendy liked to use on me. I keep them hidden away. Please don’t tell your friends about them.”“Of course, Mr. Latimer. And thank you for taking me into your confidence.”“Please, Jane, I’d appreciate it if you called me Alex. And the pleasure’s all mine. Being able to chat about Wendy like this brings back so many happy memories. It’s almost as if she’s still with us, here in this room.”I didn’t know how to respond to that, so I pointed to the cane and asked, “Isn’t it painful?”“It can be,” he answered, swishing it through the air and then running it across the palm of his left hand. “But that’s why it’s so much fun. At least for people like me who enjoy a little discipline. Here, try it.”He held out the cane and I stood up and took it. It was about three foot long, with a crook at one end. It was much lighter than I imagined. I swished it through the air several times and couldn’t stop myself grinning. “So, how many strokes would a strict headmistress give a very naughty boy?”“Oh, definitely six. More if he wasn’t suitably repentant.”I swished the cane several times, making what I hoped was an angry-looking face.“Ah, that sound is music to my ears, Jane.” He sighed deeply and said, “I won’t keep you any longer, but could I ask a very, very big favour before you go?”I was still pulling my angry face as I said, “Aha, Latimer, what have you got to say for yourself? Come on, out with it. Did you or did you not masturbate in front of three girls?”The expression on Alex’s face was priceless — surprise and delight all rolled into one. “I’m terribly sorry, miss. I promise not to do it again.”“You know the punishment for lewd behaviour, Latimer?”“Yes, miss. Six strokes of the cane.”“Correct. Bend over, you disgusting little boy.”My intention was to play out the little game by giving Alex a few light taps on his behind, but he was too quick for me. He unbuckled his belt, pushed down his trousers and underpants, and bent over.My subconscious took control. The cane whistled through the air and thwacked on Alex’s bare behind. Without waiting to check his reaction I gave him another stroke, and then another. Red weals appeared on his bum. At the end of the six strokes he straightened up.“How dare you!” I exclaimed. “Have you no shame?” With the tip of the cane I flicked his erection from side to side. “I’ll teach you to point that thing at me. Bend over!”At the fifth stroke of the cane he gasped. My immediate thought was that I’d gone too far. I was wrong, very wrong. Semen was dripping from the end of his cock and onto the floor.This time, as he straightened himself up, his eyes were closed and the expression on his face was one of pure rapture. Gingerly I put down the cane and waited for him to say something.He sighed and opened his eyes. And then he did something extraordinary. He got down on his knees and took my right hand, kissing the back of it after the fashion of an old-time gentleman.“Thank you, Jane. Thank you.” The next few seconds were very, very awkward. I helped him stand up and when he did, he just stood there with his pants and underpants around his ankles, one last drop of semen still dangling from the end of his cock. The drop slowly lengthened and fell to the floor, narrowly missing his shoe. I was disoriented, as if I were waking from a feverish dream. I mumbled something about wanting to use his loo and hurried out of the room. I didn’t need to pee. It was a feeble excuse, a way of giving him some privacy while he pulled up his pants and maybe used a few tissues to mop up the mess on the carpet.One week later I was back at his house, only this time I’d done my homework, browsing the web and checking out dozens of femdom videos. I reasoned that if he wanted escort pendik me to take control, asking him what I should be doing next would be totally lame. No sooner had he ushered me through the front door than I ordered him to strip naked. He eagerly obeyed. For the next two hours I told him what to do and where to do it, meting out creative punishments for any failure to comply. I addressed him as Slave, and insisted that he call me Mistress. By the end of our session his buttocks were a livid red, as were his knees. I took pity on him and ordered him to jerk off into the toilet while I watched. He loved every minute of it and although I pretended to be disgusted, I was secretly enjoying myself. Which is why I felt bad when he offered to pay me for two sessions. I knew that he was struggling to get by on a pension, and that three girls every few weeks was pushing his budget to the limit. We worked out a compromise. I told him that he could pay me once a month, or whenever his pension came in, and that our sessions would be off the clock. Yet again, he was touchingly grateful.With each session things got more and more interesting. In addition to punishments I began to offer little rewards. If he showed sufficient humility I would take off my shoes and socks and let him kiss my feet or suck my toes. That got him so excited that one day I stripped down to my bra and panties, just to see how he’d react. His eyes widened, his cock stiffened, and he began mumbling ‘Thank you, thank you’ over and over.Things took an unexpected turn at the end of our fourth session. He was kneeling naked on the floor, watching me get dressed.“May I speak, mistress?” he asked.“You may,” I answered as I sat down on a chair to pull on my socks. We were still in character.He told me that he was in contact with one of his wife’s oldest friends, a lady called Vera. This lady had a few kinks of her own, one of them being voyeurism. She’d been a regular visitor to the Latimer household, and loved to sit and watch Wendy and Alex play out their little games. Alex had told Vera about me. Would it be possible for her to come and watch one of our sessions? She would, of course, pay me for the privilege. Having an audience of one didn’t make much difference, so I agreed. Alex couldn’t hide his delight and told me that he’d phone Vera right away.She was already there when I turned up for the fifth session. She was younger than I expected. Like Alex, she was polite and well-spoken. I took an instant liking to her and any doubts I had about letting her watch quickly evaporated.The three of us were sitting in the living room, drinking tea. Vera was telling me about Wendy — how they’d met and how they’d become such good friends. I glanced at Alex and said, “Who gave you permission to eavesdrop on our conversation?”“No one, mistress. I’m sorry, mistress.”“Stand up and drop your trousers!”“Yes, mistress.”“And your underpants.”“Yes, mistress.”“Pathetic, simply pathetic,” I said, pointing to his shrunken penis. “Get those filthy pants out of my sight and bring me my cane and whip.”He picked up the heap of clothes and, dressed only in his shirt and socks, hurried out of the room. I looked at Vera. Her expression hadn’t changed but something in her eyes told me she was enjoying herself.Alex came back and I made him bend over, giving him several lashes of the whip. I ordered him to take off his shirt and made disparaging remarks about his cock. Throughout all this Vera sat quietly in her armchair.When Alex and I took our games into the kitchen, Vera followed us and watched from a distance, saying nothing.One hour later I was down to my bra and panties, and my feet and toes were very clean. Alex begged my permission to take a leak. I accused him of trying to sneak off for a quick wank. He protested that he really did need to pee. I ordered him to prove it by bringing a glass bowl from the kitchen and pissing into that. He held the bowl with his left hand and his cock with his right. Most of the pee splashed into the bowl but some missed. I scolded him for being a filthy old man and asked Vera to hand me the cane. As she got up from her armchair she said, “Yes, mistress.”Well, well! Could it be that Vera was more into this than she’d let on? There was only one way to find out.“Stand beside him and count the strokes,” I ordered.“Yes, mistress.”I stopped at four and told Alex to remain bent over. “Slave,” I said, looking at Vera, “are you willing to do my bidding?”“Yes, mistress.”“Then take this cane and deliver another four strokes, and do not spare the rod.”“Yes, mistress. Thank you, mistress.”Without any hesitation she brought the cane down on Alex’s buttocks. I was tempted to see how far I could go with her, but now was perhaps not the best time. I ordered her to kneel in front of Alex and hold up the glass bowl half-filled with piss. I gave Alex permission to jerk off into it, and stood back to watch. When he came, his semen plopped into the bowl and separated into long white filaments.I praised Vera for her fine work and dismissed Alex, ordering him to flush his revolting mess down the toilet. Vera remained standing, waiting expectantly for me to say something. “You may sit down, slave,” I said.“Thank you, mistress.”With Alex out of the room, there was no reason for Vera to keep up the pretence. She could have reverted to her normal self and we could have picked up our conversation about Wendy while I got dressed. The fact that she hadn’t meant she was very much into role playing. I wasn’t in the least surprised when she begged me to let her to come again.Having two willing slaves to boss around meant twice the fun and twice the income. It also brought a slight complication. Calling both of them ‘slave’ was confusing, so I named Alex ‘Adam’ and Vera ‘Eve’. A little odd, but it served its purpose.Vera was a far more complex character than Alex. I couldn’t quite place her on the S & M spectrum. She assisted in punishing and humiliating Alex with great enthusiasm, but she was also into submission. I was wary of ordering her to strip naked in front of him, so I began by making her remove various items of clothing, one at a time. She obeyed immediately and revealed a full, attractive figure.The next step was a tricky one. I scolded her for pendik escort bayan being too slow in carrying out an order, and asked her, “Do you know the punishment for disobedience, Eve?”“Yes, mistress. A spanking, mistress.”“Correct. Adam, go and stand facing that wall, and do not turn around. Eve, remove your panties and bend over that chair.” Both of them hurried to do my bidding. I held back on the first stroke of the cane. Vera didn’t cry out or flinch, so I put a little more effort into the second stroke. By the fourth I was hitting her as hard as I hit Alex. When I’d finished she stood up and said, “Thank you, mistress.” I ordered Alex to turn around and go fetch the panties Vera had tossed onto the sofa. He did as he was told, not giving Vera a second glance, even though she was standing in the middle of the room wearing only her bra.“Kneel on the floor, Adam, and help Eve put on her panties.”The panties didn’t stay on for long. Fifteen minutes later both Vera and Alex were crawling naked around the carpet. I chased them into the kitchen with my whip.“Stand up, Eve, and choose three utensils from the drawer over there.”“Yes, mistress.”She choose a spatula, a ladle, and a whisk. I nodded to show my approval and ordered her to fetch some butter from the fridge. I could tell by the twinkle in her eyes that she knew what I had in mind.“Eve, you will grease the handle of the whisk and then you will teach Adam a lesson he will never forget. Do you understand?”“Yes, mistress. Perfectly, mistress.”She squatted down beside Adam, making no attempt to hide her exposed and rather hairy crotch. With one hand she spread the cheeks of Adam’s bum, with the other she spread butter on his anus.“Are you ready for your punishment, Adam?”“Yes, mistress. Thank you, mistress.”Vera slowly inserted the handle of the whisk. Alex must have done this before. He offered no resistance and it slipped easily into his rectum. I ordered Vera to stand up.“Adam, you will crawl around the kitchen until I tell you to stop. If you dare drop the whisk I will flay you alive. You may begin.”I struggled to keep from laughing. With a stainless steel whisk sticking out of his butt, Alex crawled very slowly and very carefully around the kitchen. After one lap I ordered Vera to pull the whisk out and insert the spatula. When the handle was all the way in, she twisted it so that the blade was facing upwards. As Alex set off for another circuit of the kitchen it looked as if he was ready to flip pancakes with his butt.The ladle looked a little heavy so I decided to spare Alex the indignity. He was still on all fours and Vera was standing next to him, both of them waiting for instructions.“I believe it’s time to clean up the mess. Adam, pick up the utensils and wash them in the sink.”As he hurried to do my bidding, Vera said, “Mistress, may I have your permission to break wind?”Now that was something I never expected. Not from Vera, at least.“You may indeed. Adam, put aside those utensils and kneel down. You will kiss Eve’s buttocks while she farts.”“Yes, mistress.”I immediately regretted giving the order. Fortunately neither Alex nor Vera seemed disconcerted. They obeyed promptly and with enthusiasm. Vera released two long and very audible farts. I held my breath as long as I could. “Excellent,” I said. “I am very pleased with both of you. Eve, you may go into the living room and pleasure yourself on the sofa while Adam kneels in front of you and watches. And if he behaves himself I’ll allow him to masturbate while you watch.”“Thank you, mistress, thank you,” they said in unison.If you’ve read my story thus far, you can probably guess what happened next. After one of our sessions Vera told me that she’d like to introduce another client. His name was Philip and he was married to the daughter of one of Vera’s friends. Philip was into submission and discipline, his wife wasn’t. He had to find other ways of satisfying his needs. Would I consider taking him on?I asked for more information and it became clear that Philip wasn’t interested in a threesome with Alex and Vera. He wanted a private session in a hotel room. That sounded risky to me — being alone with a stranger. Vera assured me that she could vouch for Philip; there was nothing to worry about. But if it would help, she could arrange for Philip to come to Alex’s house for a short meeting.A week later Vera introduced me to a tall and very handsome young man. She and Alex excused themselves and went off to the kitchen, closing the door behind them. I asked Philip about his background, his family, his work, and his sexual preferences. I also asked him about the hotel arrangements. He was very open about it. He’d hired escorts before and used one of two hotels. He’d check in and text the ladies from his room. The hotel staff turned a blind eye to smartly-dressed women crossing the lobby and taking the elevators to the higher floors. That left only one other thing to discuss: the financial side of the arrangement. Philip was clearly far better off than either Alex or Vera, and I’d been wondering how much I should ask for. Philip saved me the bother by telling me how much he paid his escorts. I had to suppress a gasp.Struggling to maintain my composure, I said, “I believe that will be acceptable, but could you give me a few days to think about it?”“Of course. And if you have any other questions, please text or call me on my personal cellphone. I’d prefer that my wife didn’t know about this.”He got up from his armchair and extended his right hand. I remained seated and ignored the hand. “Philip, would you please turn around slowly? I’d like to have a good look at you.”I have absolutely no idea what made me say that. Some kind of filter in my mind must have shut down.“Certainly,” he said and did as I’d asked.“Thank you. Now remove your clothes.”He glanced at the door leading to the kitchen and took off his jacket, hanging it on the back of a chair. The rest of his clothes followed until he was standing naked in front of me. He turned around a couple of times without waiting to be told. I could feel my heart thumping. Philip was one very, very well-endowed gentleman. I was already imagining all the fun things I could do with his pendulous penis.Philip is still one of my regulars, but now I’m busy three or four nights a week, and I no longer have any worries about repaying my student loans. I haven’t forgotten about Alex and Vera. I still see them whenever I can, and the three of us are the best of friends.

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My friend’s girlfriendMe and my friend Jake were going to a festival. We had tickets well in advance and were going to camp in a tent over night. Over the next couple of months before the festival Jake met this girl Kate who he started dating and I saw him less and less. All his time he spent with he and he kept bailing on night outs. About a week before the festival I called Jake to ask if we were still on. ‘Hey mate, how is it going? I was just wondering if it would be cool with you if Kate came with us and stayed in the tent with us?’ Great I thought! Now I’m going to be hanging around with my best friend and his new girlfriend all night. I wasn’t being jealous; it just got to me that Jake would always get like this with girls and wouldn’t make time for his friends. When the day of the festival came round I drove round to Jakes to pick him up. He jumped in the car and we got chatting. ‘Is it cool if we go and pick up Kate?’ ‘I suppose’ I replied. ‘You’ll really like her man she’s cool’ We pulled up outside a really nice house and Jake lent over and beeped my horn. Kate walked out of the house and down her path towards the car. She was wearing a band tee shirt and tight jeans. She had blonde wavy hair. She jumped in the back of the car. ‘Hey! So you must be Ryan?’ She said. ‘Hey Kate, nice to meet you’. We hit the road on the way to the festival and I kept looking up into the rear view mirror and took a close look at Kate. Her wavy blonde hair sat off her shoulders, she had beautiful pale skin and plump pink lips. I couldn’t help but keep glancing up at the mirror to look at her sat in the back of the car. I’m sure she must of noticed but she didn’t seem to mind. When we arrived at the festival we parked up and grabbed our bags and the tent from the back of the car. As she bent over go grab her bag from the boot I glanced at her bum in the tight jeans she was wearing and Jake pendik escort caught me looking. ‘Got a nice arse hasn’t she?’ He laughed. Slapped her on the bum and started to walk off towards the festival. I was embarrassed and so was she. She looked back at me and had started to blush she bit her bottom lip slightly and I could feel my cock instantly start to get hard. I grabbed my bag quickly and started to catch up with Jake and locked the car. We got into the festival and set up our tent and started to have a few drinks and play a few games. We laughed and joked for a few hours and Jake and Kate were all over each other. They kept whispering in each other’s ears and making out. When they made out I couldn’t help but watch, it turned me Jake kissing her plump lips. I started to wonder what her mouth would feel like and could feel my jeans starting to bulge. A little later we went in to the area near the stage and Jakes favourite band were on. They were dancing together and I stood awkwardly watching the band and watching his hands slide up and down her body. I couldn’t take my eyes off her! ‘I’m going for a piss bro!’ Jake shouted in my ear so I could hear him over the music. ‘Wait here!’ Me and Kate were left there and the band were in full flow and we were dancing. She started dancing closer to me and stood in front of me and grinded against me. I was instantly starting to get hard as her jeans pressed up against my front. She stood with he back to me and pulled her arm behind her back and reached for my bulge she grabbed it and could feel I was hard stroked it a couple of times and turned round and whispered to me ‘good boy!’She went back to dancing as normal and as she did I could see Jake in the distance walking back over with three more drinks. As he came over he gave me a drink and then he turned to her and instantly stuck his tongue down her throat and they made out. escort pendik She opened her eyes whilst they were kissing looked at me and grabbed his bum. It felt so wrong this was one of my friends that I’d known for years and I could feel myself getting so hard. I wanted to fuck his girlfriend so bad! After a few more drinks and dancing the night away to the music we headed back to the tent. We had set off early that morning so we were all pretty tired. ‘Right guys I’m calling it a night’ I said as I unzipped the tent and went inside. I got into my sleeping bag and faced the wall of the tent. They were having a cigarette just outside. After about 20 minutes they unzipped the tent and got in. I pretended to be asleep but I could hear them making out and getting undressed. I wanted to turn over so bad and watch Kate take off her jeans. They laid on the floor next to me and I could hear Jake whisper ‘do you think he’s asleep?’ ‘Yeah!’ She replied. As I was laying there still facing the wall of the tent I could hear them kissing and then I could feel Kate’s bum against my back and I could feel her elbow on my back going up and down as she was tossing Jake off. I then felt her move lower down on my back and could now feel her back against my legs and could hear her unzipping his jeans and him groaning. I was instantly rock hard. My cock was bulging inside my boxers and was pressed against the cold floor. I didn’t want to move because I didn’t want them to think I was awake and stop. I could hear her sucking him off, the saliva in her mouth swirling around his cock. He was groaning louder and louder and then I could hear them shuffling around and could hear her on top of him riding his cock. They were fucking really hard and I heard him with a really loud groan and could feel his leg shaking as he was cumming all inside her. She rolled straight off and he pretty much instantly passed pendik escort bayan out to sleep and I could hear him start to snore. I was so hard. I just wanted them to both fall asleep so I could jerk off and just explode I was so horny. All of a sudden I just felt a hand reach across and grab my bulge on the outside of my boxers. I was so embarrassed that Kate knew I was awake and was getting hard over them two fucking. I could hear Jake snoring and she just started wanking me off inside my boxers. It was so tight against my cock because I was so hard it almost hurt. I could feel myself getting close and I didn’t want to cum in her hand. I jumped out of the sleeping bag, unzipped the tent and walked outside to find somewhere quiet I could finish myself off. I looked behind me and she followed me out in nothing but her band tee shirt and her knickers. She grabbed back hold of my cock and just dropped to her knees and pulled it out of my boxers. It was so hard. She took it in her mouth and sucked it with her plump lips going up and down the shaft of my cock. She gagged on it and deep throated it. The sense of guilt flooded through me but it felt so good I didn’t want it to stop. She got back up and I felt inside her knickers. They were soaked, partly because she was so wet and partly because Jake had finished inside her. I started to slide my fingers in and out of her and she grabbed my hand and pulled it up towards her face and started to suck my fingers tasking her pussy and Jake’s cum off of her fingers. She lead me over to a tree and just bent over and lifted up her tee shirt revealing her perky bum. I moved her knickers to the side and pushed my cock inside of her. It was so wet I could feel my cock sliding in and out of her. I thrusted so hard and came harder than I’d ever came before. My nails sunk into her sides as I ejaculated all inside her. I rested my head on her back and could feel her leg shaking as I was shooting inside her. I pulled out pulled my pants up got back into the tent and turned over. The guilt I felt was unbelievable, but I’d never cum as hard as I did inside of Kate.

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Please Her Bos Chapter 1, 2 & 3

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Please Her Bos Chapter 1, 2 & 3This completes a story that was written by another author here that I felt never finished the story, so I added chapter 3 It was another hot day in the Florida sunshine. Keith looked up at the clear blue sunshiny sky as he closed his tool box up for the last time. He’d been working down in Southwest Florida for the past several months working on construction sites. He was really going to miss this hot weather. Sometimes it became a little unbearable in the summer but you couldn’t beat working outside here during the winter months.Keith couldn’t wait to get back home to his wife Michelle. He sat down on the tailgate of his pickup truck starring out at the apartment building he’d been working on for the past several weeks. He thought back to that night eight months ago when he abruptly packed up and left home. He and Michelle had been arguing. After 7 years of marriage things were getting tense in their household. He and Michelle met in college at U of M and soon got married after they both graduated that same year. Michelle worked as a business administer at a small manufacturing company in the Detroit area. She lost her job soon after her company merged with another firm so she became a housewife and wanted to start a family before seeking new employment. Keith was self employed and worked in home inspection. He also did consulting on construction projects that took him around the country at times.Keith didn’t have any objection to the idea of having k**s so they pretty much started the first night Michelle was unemployed. Sex was great but sometimes Keith came home from working long hours and couldn’t manage to have sex some nights. This made Michelle kind of angry at first. She started accusing Keith of messing around with another woman but later found out it wasn’t true. Than she started getting frustrated when Keith couldn’t obtain an erection. She began to feel that she wasn’t turning him on sexually anymore.Keith told her that was far from the truth so they finally paid a visit to their family doctor who confirmed David had a medical issue that prevented him from getting an erection 90% of the time. It wasn’t that he wasn’t aroused he just couldn’t maintain a hard enough erection to have intercourse with Michelle.Michelle understood. They found ways around it having sex in other ways. Michelle loved to suck Keith’s cock and had no problem getting him to cum that way. He just couldn’t get rock solid hard. She developed a taste for cum and loved getting into a “69” position with her husband. It became her favorite thing during sex. Keith brought a vibrator that he loved to use on her while they played in this position.Keith would insert his cock inside her pussy which they called stuffing. He was able to cum with lots of concentration. They always tried when Michelle was the most fertile but it became fruitless when nothing happened the first couple months. Keith went in for more tested and the results came back that his sperm count was extremely low and he’d have a tuff time conceiving a c***d. They kept trying but many nights would turn into arguments. Michelle was getting so desperate to have c***dren that she wanted to adopt but Keith was against it. This was another subject they argued about almost on a daily basis. Keith got an opportunity to work on a construction project in Florida. It wasn’t supposed to be any longer than three to four weeks so he mentioned the possible job to Michelle that night who got furious about having him gone for so long.They got into a huge argument that night and Keith ended up packing a bag with some of his clothes and hurried tossed it into the back seat of his pickup and drove off.He drove straight thru to Florida. Took him twenty-two hours to reach his destination. Michelle had been calling his cell phone and leaving messages and texts during his trip but he was so angry he ignored them.It was until the second day in Florida that Keith called her back and told her where he was. They both had settled down since their argument. Keith insisted he stay and work the job saying the separation would be good for them for a few weeks. Michelle finally gave in and agreed to his wish to stay in Florida. Those weeks turned into months as Keith continued working on a new projects that came up. It soon got to the point that he worked almost 7 days a week. He and Michelle would speak by phone every single day. He’d send money into their accounts to pay the mortgage and other expenses back home. Sometime during Keith’s fourth month in Florida that Michelle told her husband that she had gotten a job at a nearby office.Michelle had been complaining about being home alone and thought it would be nice to get out of the house during the day. Keith was at least in agreement with her and didn’t mind her taking the job. In the meantime as the weeks went on, Keith became more horny as Michelle would call him during the evening hours and tell Keith about the new dresses she was purchasing for her new job.Michelle explained that her boss liked the women in the office to look sexy and appealing for their cliental. Michelle went into detail one night about a sexy black dress she bought for her job and a pair of 6” spike high heels to wear along with the dress. Michelle told Keith that her boss made a comment about how sexy and appealing she looked wearing that dress that particular day. Keith got a hard-on just listening to his wife talk about the way her boss flirted with her. Once their phone conversations ended during the evenings, Keith would play with his cock making himself cum as he tried to imagine his hot wife arriving at her new office job looking hot and sexy for other men to drool over. About three weeks into her job, Michelle told Keith that she had been having lunch everyday with her new boss. This not only worried Keith but got him sexually stimulated as well.Over the next couple weeks Michelle started to get a little less talkative about her boss and began changing the subject whenever Keith would bring it up. Than one night Michelle dropped a bomb on Keith telling him her boss had asked her out to dinner and she accepted his offer because she was afraid he might get insulted and fire her. Keith had no choice but to listen to Michelle pleading that night that it would only be a harmless dinner date.Keith called Michelle the next morning after her date with her boss and when she answered she was still lying in bed and sounded extremely tired. Michelle told him that her boss had taken her out to dinner than they went to a nearby club where they danced and listened to music and she didn’t get home until 3AM. Michelle seemed exhausted and told Keith she would call him back later that afternoon. During that time Keith tried to imagine how Michelle might have dressed for her date out with her boss that night. He tried to imagine her boss’s eyes peering at her sexy body in something tight and revealing. He began wondering how they danced. Did he hold her tight on the dance floor? How close did they dance and so on? Keith must have jacked off three times later that morning as he tried to imagine his wife being held by another man.When Michelle called back early that afternoon she seemed much more awake and talkative. Keith was curious and wanted to know about her date last night. Michelle was a little reluctant to go into much detail but she did tell Keith that her husband flirted with her most of the night. Holding her tight on the dance floor and she finally confessed to allowing her boss to kiss her last night.Keith had mixed feelings. He was getting upset at Michelle for allowing that to happen. On the other end, he had a hard dick. He kept trying to coax Michelle into telling him more and she finally realized seeming and asked.“You’re getting turned on by all this aren’t you honey?” Michelle said in a playful way.Keith replied no I’m concerned you’re not telling me everything. “What man wouldn’t desire going out with such an attractive woman and try to get into her panties.”Michelle laughed on the other end and replied. “Yes, Peter tried very hard last night to get me to go back to his place but I made up an excuse that I had to get up early and because I had promised to take my nephew to the zoo.”Keith replied. “What are you going to tell him next time? You’re not going to be able to give him the brush off forever you know! Doesn’t he realize you’re a married woman and you just can’t fuck anyone he wants?” Michelle quickly replied. “Keith, you don’t understand. I really want this job and I had to…..well…..Lie a little bit to get it.”Keith asked. “Lie? Would do you mean lie? What did you do?”Michelle hesitated and nervously replied to Keith explaining what she had done. “Well….I…..Told them I was divorced.”There was a pause on Keith’s end of the phone for a moment than he blurted out saying. “What the fuck did you tell him that for Michelle?”Michelle sighed saying. “Honey. I really wanted this job. It’s so perfect for me and close to our house. The money is good and I just didn’t think it was going to come down to this!”Michelle had to go. She really was taking her nephew to the zoo only it was really planned for that afternoon so Keith let her hang up. Keith sat almost in shock that his wife went and told her new employer that she was a divorced woman. No wonder this boss of hers had the hot’s for Michelle.Keith began wondering what this guy looked like. Michelle never said anything but Keith was going to find out soon since his stay in Florida was coming to an end the following week. They didn’t speak again until that following Monday night when Michelle informed Keith that her boss Peter was out of town on business for most of the week but had already invited Michelle out for another date for when he returned and she again accepted his offer.Keith was at least relieved that he’d be back home by the end of the week so it would give him and Michelle an opportunity to discuss the situation. As it came closer toward the end of the week, Keith was able to make plans to leave a couple days earlier than he’d originally planned and started his drive back to Michigan that Thursday morning. He drove straight through except stopping to rest and eat a few times along the way. He got home in the middle of the night waking Michelle up. Keith was exhausted when he arrived and wanted to fuck Michelle as soon as he walked thru the front door. He was naked within a minute and carried Michelle back to bed and mounted her instantly and started to hammer his dick into her as she wrapped her legs around his back. There was so much heated passion in the room you could cut it with a knife. But the passion was short coming as Keith eventually lost his erection like so many times in the past.It was turning into a frustrated mess or Keith as he tried as much as he could to keep his shrinking cock inside his wife’s wet pussy.“It’s alright honey.” Michelle told him as she stroked his hair. Than added. “You’re probably wore out from the long drive. Well try this again tomorrow. OK?” She told him. Keith was very disappointed thinking back to before he left and the problems he was having but settled for Michelle’s explanation and fell asleep cuddling with his gorgeous wife. It was Friday morning. Michelle got up early and was in the shower getting ready for work as Keith woke up looking around the bedroom. It looked so different after being away a few months. He got up and walked into the large closet looking for his clothes. He starred at the side of the closet where his clothes had been and they were gone. He looked around only seeing Michele’s things on the other side. Something was wrong. Where was his thing?Michelle finished her shower when Keith walked into the bathroom. She was wrapped in a towel as she leaned over the counter applying makeup around her eyes.“Honey? Where are my clothes?”Michelle stopped briefly as she responded back. “Honey. I moved them into the spare karşıyaka escort bedroom while you were gone. Did some cleaning and thought I’d straighten it out a bit.”Keith wasn’t buying that answers he continued to pump her for more answers. She finally confessed to Keith saying. “OK. I moved them to the other bedroom last weekend. Peter has been hinting around that he wanted to come sample one of my home cooked meals so I didn’t want him to find a man’s clothing in my closet.”“Why would he be looking in our closet in our bedroom for anyway?” Keith asked.Michelle was quick with an answer saying. “Just in case he poked in here looking around.”That’s when Keith noticed she wasn’t wearing her wedding band and engagement rings. “I see you’re not wearing your wedding rings?”Michelle paused with her makeup half turning her head toward Keith and said with a smirk. “I’m supposed to be divorced, remember?”Michelle went back doing her makeup as the towel fell to the floor. Keith walked up behind her putting his arms around Michelle and nuzzled her neck kissing a little trail down across her shoulder giving her chills.“You know I’m ticklish on my neck.”“I know.” Keith replied as he continued doing it.“Honey. I have to get ready for work. Maybe later OK?”Keith gave her one more kiss on her bare shoulder and allowed her to finish what she was doing. He quickly got into the shower while she was getting dressed. When he came out of the shower she was dressed for work. Although you could hardly say it was dressed for anything but work. She wore a skin tight green dress that showed off every little curve. Michelle already had her 6” high heel pumps on that made her look more like a hooker than an office manager. Keith was drying her hair while he watched Michelle putting on her lipstick leaning over close to the mirror.“Honey. When you bring your things in from the truck don’t forget to put them in the back bedroom with the rest of your things today.”Keith replied. “Whatever happen to that date your boss wanted you to go on when he got back?”Michelle was hurrying to get ready squirting a couple little dabs of perfume around her neck than picked up her purse before giving Keith a little peck on the neck.“I couldn’t get out of it. I invited Peter over here for dinner tonight. I have a list of things I need you to pick up at the store for me today.”Keith replied. “You mean he’s coming here tonight? What did you tell him about me?”Michelle was rushing as she strutted down the hallway toward the living room. “Don’t worry. I told Peter about you staying here.”“You did?” Keith replied.“Honey. I got to go. I’ll explain it to you when I get home this afternoon. I’m getting off 2 hours early today to cook dinner. Make sure you get everything on my list. OK?” “Yeah. OK. But…..” Michele cut Keith off. “Honey I got to get going before I’m late.”Keith put his Electrical Engineering Degree to work and when he went out to pick up the items for dinner, he also picked up two night vision cameras, audio recorders and DVD recorder. When he got back home he installed the hidden wireless cameras in the living room and bed room and connected it all to the DVD equipment.Michelle returned home early that afternoon. Keith had gone out shopping and picked up everything Michelle had down on her list. She quickly changed her clothes and began preparing dinner for tonight. Michelle cooked like a chief and everything had to be perfect for her. Luckily Keith knew the brands she always bought at the store. She was busy putting the last finishing touches on the meal and getting ready to place it into the oven when Keith came out to watch.“So you told Peter all about me? What did you tell him anyway?”Michelle was still preparing deserts as she moved about the kitchen at a fast pace. She sighed looking like she didn’t want to be bothered but knew that Keith needed to know what she had told her boss.“Listen Honey. I got myself into this jam so the only thing I could explain to him was that you were coming back from Florida and needed a quick place to stay so I’m letting you stay here. You see, I told him after our divorce you went down to Florida to work for a while and now your moving back.”Keith took it all in than replied. “So he thinks I’m just here temporary? Is that it Michelle?”“What else could I tell him?”Keith was upset but he knew Michelle only did this because she only wanted to get the job bad enough and he was willing to help out. At least for now. “OK. I’ll go along with it but we’re going to have to figure something out in the near future.”“I know.” Michelle replied. She leaned over giving Keith a little kiss and said thank you before going back to her cooking. It was getting close to 6 and Michelle had to get ready for her boss. She had changed into a sexy shear top and skirt and had a different pair of 6” high heels on. A little more casual than what she wore to work that morning but even move revealing and sexier. The doorbell rang and Michelle looked over at Keith. “I’ll answer the door, why don’t you go into your bedroom and wait a few minutes than walk out and I’ll introduce you to Peter?”“My bedroom?” Keith asked with a grin on his face.”“Hurry up…..” Michelle told him as he walked to the back bedroom closing the door behind him.Keith waited in the bedroom for what seemed like hours but he’s only been laying on the bed listening and waiting for about 10 minutes. Suddenly there was a knock on the bedroom door. Keith answered. “Yeah.”Michelle spoke thru the door. “Keith. Could you come out? I’d like to introduce you to someone.”“Be right there.” Keith replied. He straightened his clothes when he got up from the bed and slipped into his shoes real quick. He glanced into the bedroom dresser mirror than made his way out into the front room. As soon as he entered the room he saw a man sitting on the sofa. A black man. The black guy stood up looking at Keith and extended his hand out before Michelle even had a chance to introduce them.“Hi, I’m Michelle’s boss. Peter.” He said to Keith as he shook Keith’s hand.“I’m Keith. Nice to meet you.” Keith kind of lied.“Michele laughed saying. “Well. Looks like you two guys took care of that!” Peter chuckled as he sat back down on the sofa. Michelle walked around pointing to a chair across from the sofa and said to Keith. “Why don’t you take a seat and I’ll go fix some drinks.”Michelle disappeared out into the kitchen while Keith looked over at this black guy Peter. Peter was tall, sort of slim. Looked like he kept in shape. He kept thinking in a whole different way now after realizing that this black guy had taken Michelle out to dinner and dancing. Peter spoke first. “Michelle tells me your just moving back to Michigan from Florida.”“Yeah. Just got back in yesterday.” Keith replied. “Well. It’s a good think you had a place to stay temporary. Uh….How long were you and Michelle married?”“Um….Have to think a moment. 7 Years.” Keith replied.“That’s a long time. Michelle told me you were trying to start a family but it just didn’t work out. I guess things happen for a reason.”Keith didn’t know what to say. Seemed like Michelle had told Peter some of their personal business and thought he’d wait for Michelle to return before spilling his guts out and perhaps saying the wrong thing. Michelle walked in with drinks for everyone handing Keith’s drink to him first. She walked over toward Peter and hesitated a moment. After Michelle handed Peter his drink he saw her boss patting the cushion next to him. It only took a second for him to get his arm around Michelle.Peter looked across at Keith and with a grin on his face as if he wondered what Keith was thinking seeing what he thought was his ex-wife with another man’s arm around her shoulder. Michelle broke the ice. “It won’t be too long before dinner is ready.” She quickly stood up again after just sitting down saying as she got up. “Let me go check the timer. Why don’t you guys get to know each other a bit?”Keith saw Peter watching Michelle’s ass sway as she walked out of the room. He looked over at Keith again. “I bet this is a bit strange for you seeing your ex -wife sitting with her new boyfriend.”Keith’s eyes opened wide when he heard, new boyfriend. “I’m OK. Guess I’m a little tired from my trip back to Michigan.”Peter sat nursing his drink starring over at Keith. “Just wanted to let you know that I gave Michelle a promotion this afternoon to regional manager so she will be getting a huge raise starting on Monday.”Keith acted excited saying. “Oh, Michelle hadn’t told me about it yet. She’s been cooking dinner since she got home this afternoon.”Before Peter got a chance to reply, Michelle quickly walked in saying dinner was done so the men got up and followed her out to the dining room.“Everything looks so good Michelle.” Peter said as he took a seat next to Michelle’s. This left Keith to sit across from them. Candles were lit and lights were down low. It was getting dark outside too.After the first taste Peter made a comment that her cooking was so good. He told Keith he couldn’t wait to try her home cooking.“I was telling Keith about your promotion.” Peter said to Michelle.“Oh. I haven’t had a chance to tell him yet.”The small talk went on thru dinner giving compliments to Michelle about her cooking. She got up and got desert and new drinks for the guys and finished up and were soon back in the living room again. Michelle clicked on the TV a put a chick movie on causing the guys to laugh at her selection but they were OK with it.Keith noticed Peter’s drink was about empty so he got up and grabbed his glass telling them he’d make new drinks for them. When he returned he found Peter with one arm around his wife and his other hand holding Michelle’s. Peter looked up at Keith as he handed him the drink and grinned as he said. “I guess this is a little awkward seeing you’re ex holding hands with another man.”Keith tried being polite. “It’s OK.”Peter chuckled. “Good. Glad to hear it. Guess we’ll get you broke in as the ex-husband tonight.”The remark made Keith a little uncomfortable but he sat down trying to smile as he looked toward the TV screen. Keith glanced over and saw the sitting together. Peter held his drink but still had his arm around her shoulder. His fingers were rubbing her bare skin on her arm. Keith kept nursing his drink as the movie went on. It was dark outside so the living room was completely dark except for the light coming from the TV screen. It might have been a half hour later that Keith got up to get them another round of drinks.“Your husband seems rather nice.” “He is a nice person.” Michelle replied.Before she had a chance to say anything else, Peter dipped his head down for a quick kiss on the lips. Michelle responded back and the kiss was turning into a much hotter and passionate open mouth kiss. Peter’s tongue entered her mouth and their tongues danced as Keith returned back with the drinks in hand.Michelle tried to avoid eye contact with Keith as she pulled her head away from Peter’s face as she grabbed the drink from Keith. “Thanks Keith. You’re a real gentleman tonight.” Peter said.Keith was speechless as he walked back and sat on the chair. To his surprise he had gotten a hard-on when he saw Michelle locked in that passionate kiss. He’d saw some interracial movies in his time and they always got him aroused. Now it was his wife he saw kissing a black man. It dawned on him. Did Michelle notice his hard dick? She appeared to look down toward his pants as he handed her the drink.The evening passed. Another chick movie was playing on the TV now. Keith had served Peter a couple more drinks and he was feeling really good now. He had his hands all over Michelle at times now making her giggle and laugh. She playfully was trying to push his hands away at times as she glanced toward Keith from time to time. Michelle tried to stand up as Peter playfully pulled her back down and she ended up sitting on his escort karşıyaka lap. His black hands were all over her body even cupping her tits from underneath. “I have to pee.” She smiled at Peter telling him.“OK. You go take care of business.”Peter helped her up and watched her little ass sway as she made her way to the bathroom.“Mm…That’s nice….” He murmured. Peter was feeling good about now. Slurring his words a bit. He looked over at Keith who looked half asleep and leaned forward in almost a whisper and said. “That woman sure knows how to give a blow job.”Suddenly, Keith was wide awake now and leaned forward in his chair. He never heard a word like this come from his wife! He sat leaning forward as Peter began telling secrets.“My God…..That woman knows how to work that tight little pussy of hers too.”Those words were shocking Keith even more and even though Peter was drunk he could see it in Keith’s eyes.“Hey man. I’m really sorry for being so abrupt. Just trying to have a man to man talk here. Know what I’m saying?”“Yeah.” Keith replied. Keith was not only angry but the thought of Michelle fucking a black man got him aroused too. “Hey Listen man. Hope you don’t mind me saying. I use to fuck this little redhead that worked at our firm. Her old man loved to watch. Just saying. If you want to watch just let me know. We’ll work something out.” That statement ended in a big laugh from Peter.“Um…I don’t know. I…Uh….Never really thought about it.”“It’s OK man. Nothing to be ashamed about here. We’re all friends’ right?”Keith just shook his head up and down.your ex-wife loves to tease through that’s what I like about her. She loves to tease. Loves to see her man beg for that pussy.”Keith just grinned and listened at this point. It was getting him rock solid hard too.“You know. She loves to please her man. Had that little blonde pussy all nice and trimmed for me. I asked her to shave it all off one day and surprised me the following day. Fucked that pussy right there on my desk that afternoon. That pussy was as smooth as a baby’s ass! Tight as hell too!”Keith was to a point where he was going to explode in his pants listening to Peter spill his guts out. What a little boss can do for a guy with a big mouth. At least he knew that Michelle has been fucking this guy. She really never lied. She just didn’t tell him everything. He tried to imagine Michelle getting fucked on that desk. Michelle walked back into the room looking playfully at Peter. “What?” She asked him as he starred back with a smile on his face.“I thought you were going to change?”Michelle looked over at Keith before saying a word. Keith just looked back and finally said. “Go ahead and change if you want.”Michelle looked back at Peter turning her hands up. “What you want me to wear?”In an exciting words he replied. “Something really sexy!”Michelle turned almost falling over until Peter caught her. She was feeling the liquor. She got her balance and walked back toward the bedrooms swaying that little white ass for Peter’s benefit for sure.“Listen man. You want to go take a nap or something? You know what I mean b*o? You want to watch later it’s alright with me. Just want some time alone with Michelle if you know what I mean.”Keith didn’t know what to do. He started to get up and Peter stopped him.“No. Not yet man. Let’s see what she’s going to come out wearing first. You can say good night to her than….”Michelle walked out a few minutes later. She was wearing a black garter belt with black stockings with black high heels. Her tits were partially uncovered with a half bra that only cupped the bottom half of her nice size natural breasts. Her nipples stuck straight out as hard as little cherries. She strutted around turning around almost falling again but caught her balance. She displayed herself to Peter not even paying any attention to Keith at this point. It was just like she forgot he was even there!Peter stood up as Michelle reached for his belt than unzipped his pants letting the fall down to the floor. His shorts came next revealing a very large thick black cock as it sprung free. Keith thought he must have been about 9” long at least. Michelle cupped Peter’s ball sack in her hand than arched up giving him a nice passionate kiss. Peter looked over at Keith who sat quietly in his chair watching his wife act like a total slut for this man. Apparently she was so drunk she must have forgotten that he was sitting just a few feet away. One thing was certain. Keith’s heart was racing as his dick began to throb. Peter could see it in his eyes. Keith wanted to watch the show.Chapter 2Keith kept watching as Michelle slowly worked her way down on her knees in front of the big black cock. She looked so sexy kneeling in front of her black boss with her slim little fingers now messaging that stiff shaft. Peter was moaning with his head back and eyes closed as the petite wife worked her delicate hands on his massive looking pole. Keith began to wonder how many times she sucked on that black cock. How many times did she have it inside her tight little pussy? He wondered if she had stretched taking his size. Getting herself accustomed to its thickness. He tried to imagine her tight little pussy clinging to his massive cock. He watched as she teased the tip sticking her tongue out playing with its hardness. Keith watched real close as she worked like a pro giving as much stimulation to his hard black cock as one could imagine. Michelle took it into her mouth. Peter moaned and put his hand on the back of her head.“That feels so good you little white slut.”His words shocked Keith but made his cock throb with excitement even that much more. Never had Keith seen his wife suck a cock like Michelle was doing now. She’d spit on it and lick it off than do it all over again looking up at her boss’s eyes. Peter looked back at her moving his meaty hand under her chin.“That’s right. Suck that big black cock. Show me what a good little slut you are for me.”Keith wanted to stroke his cock so bad but he kept watching the action. Taking it all in with his own eyes. He wouldn’t have believed it if someone had told him what a slut his wife could be and she was showing her true self at this very moment.Michelle continued to suck on that thick black cock as she looked up at her boss. She playfully flicked her tongue around the head teasing him and making him want to fuck her that much more. She giggled once she saw the power she had over him. Seemed like they both had power over one another. Michelle giggled again than said.“Going to stick that big black nigger cock inside me?”Peter replied. “You want that black dick in you, don’t you my little slut?’’Michelle giggled again saying. “You want that white pussy don’t you……Tell me….”Peter didn’t answer her question he just backed away saying. “Lean over on the sofa. Going to fuck that pussy doggy style.”Michelle stood up playfully looking at her black boss. Wiggling that little white ass for him. “See what you’re going to get?” She told him.She bent over and Peter positioned himself behind her little white ass and spread her pussy lips with the large head of his thick black cock and lunged forward sending a few inches of meat inside her tight little white pussy.“Ugh……” Michelle moaned and pushed her little ass back against her black boss as he began pushing himself inside that tight pussy a little deeper with each inward thrust. Peter put his meaty hands on her ass cheeks as he thrust in and out of her tight little pussy. Keith could see her thin pussy lips clinging to the huge shaft as it plowed in and out of his wife’s hot body. Keith couldn’t believe his eyes. It was like they forgot he was in the room with them. “Ugh…..Ugh…..Shit……Ugh….” Were the only sounds coming from Michelle’s lips at the moment?Peter slapped her white ass making a loud noise that filled the room. Michelle seemed to enjoy the rough treatment she was getting from Peter as he kept ramming that thick black cock inside her belly. He pushed so hard that Keith thought he was going to hurt her in some way but she kept pushing her ass back against her black boss like it was nothing.“You like it slut?” Peter asked as he kept pushing his cock deep inside her pussy.Michelle was grunting and groaning with each inward thrust. She finally answered saying. “Give it to me good….Come on nigger give it to me….”Keith could tell the way Peter’s body tensed up that he was going to cum soon. Peter had said something about Michelle being on the pill now and he was so glad she was. Keith by this time had his hand inside his pants stroking his cock as he watched his gorgeous little wife servicing her black boss.Michelle kept moaning breathing heavier by the second. Peter’s body looked tense now and Keith knew that black bull was going to explode any second.“You want it slut?……You want that baby juice in your belly?…..”“Ugh….Fuck….Yes….Give me that black baby, you bastard,,,,,,”Peter grunted one last time. “Ugh……Fuck me……..Shit….Here it comes slut…..”Keith watched as Peter had a tight grip on Michelle’s little ass. He pushed forward one last time as he grunted and groaned holding himself as deep as he could inside Michelle’s little pussy.Michelle spoke in a low whisper. “Hot……”Keith figured she could feel the hot cum squirt inside her womb. This was so hot Keith thought. He looked at the way Michele had given herself completely to her black boss. There was no doubt about it. She was his woman now.Keith clicked off the TV leaving the living room in complete darkness. Only the moonlight shining through the window illuminated the room now. Heavy breathing from Peter could be heard as he caught his breath after shooting his hot load of cum inside Michelle’s pussy. Keith stood back in the darkness as he saw Peter plop down on the sofa cushion.Michelle laid pretty much still on the sofa next to Peter with her little ass still up in the air after being fucked so hard just minutes ago. She seemed as if she fell asleep after getting her pussy stretched by Peter.Keith thought he would just move back into the darkness in the far corner of the room and see if anything else was going to happen. Then he saw Michelle moving a little. She finally lifted herself up off the sofa enough that the sound of Peter’s cum and air fluttering out of her well fucked pussy could be heard.“Oh my God….Peter?…. Are you here baby?”“I’m right here baby.” Peter replied. “Oh shit. Where’s my husband?“Fuck. I don’t know baby. He must have went to bed already.”Keith listened and was a little confused when Michelle called him her husband when she was supposed to be divorced.“Are you sure he went to bed?” Michelle asked.Peter laughed. “Guess he is still wore out from his long drive.”“Shit. I wanted him to see this.”“Don’t worry baby. We got plenty of time for your old man to see us fuck. Like I told you before. Don’t worry about him. I’ve seen plenty of guys just like your old man. He’s the cuckold type for sure.”“Well. I hate keeping secrets. I’m upset I had to lie about our relationship. I never told Keith I was fucking anyone.” Michelle giggled before continuing. “I love your cock you know.”Peter laughed. “Well, you could divorce your old man for real you know!”“Stop it Peter. You know I love my husband.”“You love his little dick.” Peter chuckled.“Stop it. Keith can’t help it.” Michelle sighed. “He tried so many ways to please me.”“Yeah….You’re a born Hot Wife. You love getting this big black dick in you.”Michelle punched him in the ribs. “It’s all you’re fucking fault you know. I honestly came to work for you because I needed a job and you had to find a way to get into my pants.”Peter laughed. “It worked. Now that you got a taste of this big black dick you want it all the time.”“You know I do so stop it already.” Michelle said as she pushed him away from her playfully.Peter laughed again. “Your tried to act shy and coy when I first met you but I knew what you wanted baby. I saw all the karşıyaka escort bayan signs of a white wife in need of a good black fucking.”Michelle giggled. “Yeah. And you gave it to me good.”“You’re spoiled now!”“You spoiled me!” Michelle giggled.“You want to fuck?”“Can you get hard this soon?” “What do I look like? Your little dick husband?”“Stop it. He can’t help it.”Peter laughed. “That’s what I’m going to call him from now on. Little Dick.”“That not nice.” Michele replied.“How about Limp Dick?”“Peter! Stop it now!”Peter laughed again. “You’re the one that told me all this shit baby. I remember how you told me……Oh, my husband is so small. He can’t stay hard…..What I’m I going to do?….”“I didn’t say it that way.”“Bring your little white married ass over here and sit on my lap.”Michelle hesitated being playfully but finally gave in and straddled his legs. She arched up putting her hand down between her legs guiding Peter’s huge black cock between her pussy lips for the second time tonight.“Ugh. God your so fucking big.” She said as she slowly slipped down on his thick black cock.Peter held her ass cheeks kissing her tits as he bounced her up and down his pole. “That’s it baby. Fuck me good.” Michelle chanted.“Mm….Yeah baby. Move that little ass for me. Squeeze that dick just like that baby….That’s it….So good baby…Love your pussy…”Keith kept himself hid behind the chair peeking out at his wife and her black boss as they fucked on the sofa. He was trying to take everything in they were saying.“That’s it baby. Milk that cock for me.”“So good…..Baby…Give it to me….I want you’re cum inside me again…”“You want that baby don’t you?”“No….” Michelle replied.“Yes you do, don’t lie to me now. Tell me you want dat black baby inside your tummy…”“No….Stop it Peter….Not now….”“Yes you do….Tell me…….” Peter kept insisting. “Ugh…God…..Peter….I told you not now…..Have to think about it…..”“That’s right…Keep working dat pussy for me…..Show Daddy what you want from him…”“Ugh…Fuck…..Good……Peter…I….Not now…OK….We’ll talk about it later….”“You love me don’t you….” Peter asked.“Peter….I…..Told you how I felt…about you….I love my husband….” She replied.“Oh…..Yeah….Keep moving it…That’s it baby… Nice and tight that way…Ugh…Yeah…”“Oh God Peter….Your driving me insane…”It was too dark for Keith to actually see the details of what was going on but he could hear them very well as they fucked on the sofa.“Oh baby, work that pussy around that black dick for me.”“Give it to me darling.”“That’s the way I like to hear you talk little angel. I love the way you call me darling….So sweet…”“Ugh…Yeah…..Push it up into me harder…”“You feel it little angel? It’s hitting your cervix….I’m all the way in….Nice and tight…”“Oh God Yes…..I feel it deep….”“Gonna plant my seed baby…Any minute now….”“Ugh…Yes…..I want it…”Keith could hear them kissing now in the heat of passion. “Oh…Yeah….Give it to me darling….”“My seed…”“Yes…”“You want my baby….Want Daddy to make a black baby……Tell me want you want….”“I can’t….” Michelle replied.“Yes you can little angel…Make your little belly swell up with a black baby….”“Oh God…Stop talking like that…..I…..I’m going to….cum…..Ugh……Shit…………Ugh..”“Daddy’s gonna cum angel….Take my seed baby….Take it….’’’’’Ugh……Fuck….Yeah..”“Oh god…Yes.. I feel it…….Your giving me your baby….Black….Baby….”All Keith heard now was grunts and groans coming from both Michelle and Peter. Heavy breathing now and little moans coming from Michelle.“Oh God Michelle, that was so hot…..”“Yeah..”They were still breathing hard trying to catch their breath.“Oh fuck baby. I pumped enough juice in your belly to make a thousand babies tonight..”“Yeah I know. Going to be all sticky..”“When you going to go off the pill for real?”“Oh God…Don’t make me answer that right now….I can’t….”“You told me you wanted a real man to knock you up. I’m here. Let’s make it happen…”“Darling…Stop it now….I told you to give me more time to think…”“You told me you loved me the other night….Remember?” “I remember…..I just need more time I have been on birth control pills sence before I was married.”“Time for what?”“Talk to Keith?”“Shit man……He’s got a little limp dick. Never going to give you any k**s. Besides I know how these guys think…They want to see their wife knocked up with a black baby.”“You don’t know that about Keith.”“Trust me angel…I know how they think and I’ll prove it.”“How?”You’ll see. Just let me prove it to you.”“Oh God…You’re so nasty…” Michelle replied.“Yes, and you love it….”Keith heard them kissing again but also heard them moving around.“You better get going.”“I’d rather stay and fuck you all night…”“Me too..” Michelle replied.More kissing sounds filled the room.“What you going to do?”“Go sleep with my husband.”“Have him clean you up.”Michelle giggled. “Stop.”“”I’m fucking serious…Let him lick you clean….Tell him what a great fuck you had tonight with a real man. Your Bull….Your Black Bull…!”Keith heard kissing again.“OK. I will….You better get dressed..”Keith heard the get up so he crawled along the floor into the dark hallway before they saw where he was hiding out. He made it to the back bedroom and quickly took off his clothes before Michelle came in. Keith got under the covers feeling his still hard dick. He wondered if Michelle was serious about having him lick her pussy clean.Chapter 3Keith says I heard and saw everything, after 7 years of marrage how can you treat me this way, how can you lie and cheat on me this way? Michelle replied what did you expect you left me and went to Florida, I was working my butt off down there working 7 days a week Michelle with no breaks and sending you all the money, I called you every day.Keith says you need to make a choice me or him. Michelle asks what do you mean, just what I said ether you tell him you love me and you and him are over and be fateful to me or get your shit together and get out and go live with him. Michelle says you wouldn’t make me get out, why can’t we keep things as they are now, I give you my love and he gets my sex? Keith says you have to be fucking k**ding me! I’m not going to be your or anybody else’s cockold! You made me a joke nether of you showed me any respect tonight, shit you even had me go out and buy the makings of his dinner tonight, made me your bar tender, well Michelle no more. Think of it this way suppose you had vaginal cancer and you had everything removed and your cunt sewed up, and I brought in a woman to fuck and tell her you’re not a woman your just a thing I keep around. She says that’s not fair, that’s not how it is. Michelle what the fuck do you mean, I heard every word out there you told him all about me and my medical problems I heard the things he called me, and you know what I also recorded all of it video and sound, between that and the fact that this house was willed to me when my Grand Pairents died before we were married and the prenuptial agreement my Dad made us sign in a devorce you walk out of here with the clothes on your back and that’s it. She says Peter will take care of me I don’t need your things. I say so that’s your decision then you choose Peter. I get up go get her cell phone and stash the purse in my gun safe, I grab her rain coat and her the heels she was wearing tonight. I go in to the bed room tell her get up, put on the coat and heels, she asks why I say so you can go out and meet Peter, I go to her contacts find Peters number and call him, no it’s Keith, listen Michelle is out front waiting for you to come pick her up she choose you over me, REALLY well you will have to work that out with her, but she is not coming back in this house. Keith hangs up grabs Michelle by the arm walks her to the door opens it pushes her out and slams the door and locks it.Keith looks out the front window and sees Michelle standing out front waiting for Peter, turns out he had just been transferred to the Detroit office from Baltimore just before Michelle was hired, he was susposed to be finding a home for his wife and his four k**s. Peter pulls up out front and gets out of his car they talk then and Peter tells her he can’t take her in he is married and his wife and k**s will be coming in two weeks, Keith can see and hear Michelle yelling at him. Michelle knocks on the door and yells for Keith to let her in, he tells her she made her choice, now live with it. Keith says have a good night I’m going to bed. From outside Michelle watches the lights go out in the house. The next morning Keith finds Michelle curled up on the front porch asleep. Keith calls and cancels all their credit cards. He calls his lawyer informs him whats going on and to start devorce proceedings. Keith went out the back door to avoid Michelle, called an Uber and ment them down the street, and went to the bank closed out all their accounts and put the money in new accounts that only he had access to. Then he went to his lawyers gave him a copy of last night’s tape and a copy of their prenuptial. He filed for restraining orders for Michelle and Peter and sued Peter and the company Michelle and Peter works for Loss of Affection.Keith calls an Uber for a ride home, the driver turns out to be Nancy James, and she was the nurse in Peters Urologist office. She asked if he was doing ok Keith says he has had better days and asks why she was driving an Uber, Nancy told him her Dr. Had lost his license for screwing his client’s wives. She said I should have told you, your wife was screwing him and the info he gave Keith was all false, that he actually had a high sperm count, and his problem can easelly be corrected with a surgical procedure. Keith sighs and tells her he is in the process of divorcing Michelle, Nancy tells him when he is free to give him a call she would hook him up with a surgeon and a date if he would like. Keith told her give him a few weeks and he would take him up on both offers. When they arrive home Michelle is sitting on the front porch, she runs to Keith crying with open arms I put my arms up to stop her. She says Keith I’m so sorry I made a big mistake can you forgive me, He says no I can’t. Why are you still here you don’t live here anymore you made your choice and you chose Peter, she says I don’t love Peter I love you. Keith says you told Peter you loved him you said so last night. Would you like me to replay the tape?How about or the part where you admitted to having been on birth control pills sence before we were married making me think I was inadequate because I couldn’t get you pregnet.Or how about you and Peter have been having an afair sence I left and lying to me about it.Or how about the lie you told me that he didn’t know you were married when he has known all along.Or the lie you told me about why you took off your wedding rings.Or the reason you moved all my stuff out of MY bedroom, that’s when you moved me out of your life.I can go on but you get the point you have totally disrespected me made me appear to be a total looser, and what did I do to deserve that, give you all my love and affection, plus my money.Now let me tell you whats happened and whats about to happen. 1.Your about to be served devorce papers2.Your about to be served a restraining order3.Your pairents have been emailed a copy of last night’s performance4.Peter’s wife has been sent a copy of last night’s performance5.The CEO of the company you two work for is being served a Law Suit for Loss Of Affection my lawyer assures me I will net at least a 5 Million Dollar Settlement6.Peter is being served a Law Suit for Loss Of Affection whatever he has left after his wife divorces him7.I would guess by the end of the week both you and Peter will be unemployed and unemployableI gave you all I had to give now I’m taking back my life and self-respect. I love you I gave you everything I had to give and you betrayed, belittled, and disrespected me. Oh and I have found out you screwed my Urologist so that he didn’t help my problem and my sperm count is actually high, and there is a procedure to correct my condition.Everything Keith predicted came to be, except his lawyer played hard ball and got him a 7.5 million dollar settlement, he had the surgery and now sports an eight inch erection that stays hard, that his new wife Nancy loves. Speaking of his new wife she is presently pregnet with twins.

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Convincing MotherThe question on the minds of thinking men and women is:“Why does every (not all admit it) boy/man want to fuck his mother?”Perhaps the following story will put the question to rest.Jeffery came to visit his widowed mother. On temporary assignment he decided to stay with her rather than a hotel. After all she could use the help and he could pocket his per diem. Jeff and Ann got along well. She had never been to so many dinner, shows and movies. They built a bond that had not existed prior. Jeff recognized his youthful desire to see his mother naked still existed. He would masturbate to the brief glimpses of her naked body now that he was thirty. Embarrassed and at the same time excited by his fantasies. He recalled spying on his Mom and Dad fucking wishing it could be his cock in her pussy, his lips sucking her big nipples, his tongue licking her clit and licking up and down his mother’s butt crack, riming her rosebud karşıyaka escort ass-hole.Sometime during the second month of his stay he and Ann had celebrated, drinking more wine than usual and both feeling no pain when he gave her the usual Son – Mother kiss before bed. But this time his kiss on her lips was more than a peck. He even got a little tongue in his mother’s mouth but she slowly withdrew, saying nothing.In his room Jeff began stroking his cock as he relived every time his mother’s tits rubbed up against him and how passionate their kiss was that very evening. What the hell. What did he have to lose if he didn’t act now while they were both more vulnerable?Dressed in his boxer underwear, his ridged rod visible as it pressed against the fly, he entered his Mother’s bedroom. Ann was in the process of undressing. Her full tits hung down the pink areolas and ridged nipples contrasting with her escort karşıyaka lily white skin. Her thin laced trim panties could not hide the full bush that lay between her legs.Throwing her arms across her full breast she shouted,“What are you doing? Get out I’m undressing”Ignoring her request, Jeff walked to the bed and sat down next to his Mother. “Mom, I have been thinking. I have always wanted to fuck you. There I said it!”Surprisingly Ann was not shocked. She slipped a bed jacket on covering her boobs as Jeff talked. She sat next to her son as he continued.“I figured out why I have these special feelings for you. You recall you and Dad caught me spying on you having sex?”Ann blushed as she nodded. “That was more than once. Your Dad said that’s how you would learn. So we were less careful, if you noticed.”“Here is my theory and I want to know what you think.You carried me in our body or nine months. karşıyaka escort bayan My life was totaling dependent on you. A bond was formed that being in you was a safe place for me. Once I came out it was your body that gave me nourishment. I drink the milk of life from your beautiful big tits. Sucking on your erect pink nipples.You washed me, cleaned my bottom. Handled my tiny prick, stroking it as you kept it clean and healthy. So is it any wonder that I want to return to that safe place?So Mom I want to enter your vagina and bring it pleasure after all the pain I gave you in my delivery. I want to side my tongue, lips, mouth, fingers into your pussy and suck on your clit until you cum. I want to eat your pussy. I want to lick your butt crack. I want to feel my cock, you so carefully cleaned and cared for, in your cunt and lovingly fuck you, making you cum and cum and cum. I want to nurse on your beautiful breast and feel the comfort and substance you gave me, now exciting you by my sucking on you wonderful big nipples. I want to feel your loving lips wrapped around my cock.Is this all so wrong?” Jeff dropped his shorts, revealing a rock hard cock, and took his Mother in his arms.“Mom can I sleep with you tonight?”

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