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This is a semi-autobiographical story, taking place in the middle 1970s. I hope readers find it as exciting as I did to write it. Please respond with comments.


I was driving home one night long ago, and decided to stop in a magazine store that was open late. I was hoping to buy a Penthouse magazine I think. The girlie magazines were in the back of the store, and while browsing, I discovered a “nudist” magazine. Excited by the prospect of full frontal nudity, I picked it up, looked around to make sure no one was watching, and flipped through the pages.

It was full of women in expected playful poses, but there were also naked men! I never really thought about, or even had a good look at another mans cock before. To my surprise I found myself staring at them. I couldn’t believe how excited I got looking at them. It was closing time by now and the large and friendly man behind the counter politely asked if there was anything I would like to buy because he was closing the store. I was startled, but still excited. I quickly put the magazine down and left the store.

I got home and went to bed. I was still a little confused about my excitement. It seemed especially naughty looking at those naked men, but I couldn’t stop thinking about them. I jerked off thinking about them that night, wondering what it would be like to touch them. I came intensely and fell asleep.

The next day I couldn’t stop thinking about those pictures. I even found myself wondering what my co-workers looked like naked. I went back to the magazine store that night. I was too embarrassed to buy the magazine, but I couldn’t stop staring at those beautiful cocks. Again I went home and dreamed of what I would like to do to them, if only I had the chance. The longer I fantasized the bolder I got. I started out just wanting to look at them, then wanting to touch and stroke them, next I was kneeling in front of them. After a while I realized that what I really wanted was to kiss and lick them, take them into my mouth and suck them. I thought I’d never have the chance to actually do something like this!

This went on for days. I was too timid to buy the magazine, but I was grateful that the man at the counter let me hang out for hours. One night at closing he went into the back room. I knew my time was soon up, and composed myself in preparation for the trip home. Suddenly, the man called to me from the back room, asking me to give him a hand. I was glad to help and walked into the darkened back room. To my complete shock he was standing there with a huge hard cock and balls sticking out of his trousers. He told me he thought I might like to see the real thing. I was paralyzed with shock and terror, but I couldn’t take my eyes off it! He told me to go ahead and kiss it if I wanted to. My knees were so weak I fell on them in a heartbeat. The big head of his cock was in front of my face and I leaned forward to kiss it, but I didn’t.

As soon as my lips touched it I had his whole cock in my mouth and I was sucking it. The more I sucked the harder it got, and the more I wanted to suck it! It felt wonderful and completely natural. I took it all the way down my throat with every stroke until his heavy balls rested on my chin. I could feel he was going to come but I couldn’t stop. His cock surged in my mouth, filling it with come, and I just gulped every drop of it down. I still couldn’t stop sucking.

He stepped back, put his dick back in his trousers and zipped up. I hardly got to see it! He told me he enjoyed what I did and I should come back if I wanted to it again. He helped me to my feet and led me casino oyna out of the store. I was so dazed and excited my hands were trembling as I tried to start my car. It all happened so fast it seemed like a dream, but that unmistakable taste of cum in my mouth told me otherwise. One thing I knew for sure; I couldn’t wait to do it again.

I couldn’t get anything done at work the next day. All I could do was think about what I had done last night and how wonderful and natural it felt. I felt proud that I could take that big cock all the way into my mouth, but the best thing was making it come. I wanted to suck that cock again and I wanted to be good at it too. His cum seemed like a reward and proof of a job well done. I loved the idea of swallowing it too, having a part of it inside me. I wanted to discover everything that beautiful cock likes, to serve it and show my adoration for it. If only the time would pass more quickly!

The following night I went back to the bookstore about ten minutes before closing. The man seemed glad to see me and winked at me. It made me feel much more comfortable, but it seemed like forever until the last customer left and he locked the door. I followed his instruction as he led me to the back room. He told me that he knew I would come back for more, but he was surprised to see me soon. He unfastened his trousers and slipped them off. I was almost uncontrollably excited at the sight of his half hard cock. Knowing what was going to happen made it even better than the first time!

He sat down on an old overstuffed chair and told me to sit between his legs and follow his instructions, explaining that he wanted to help me reach my full potential as a cocksucker. I immediately obeyed, relieved that I no longer had to stand on my shaking legs. I thought for a moment about being called a cocksucker; I liked it! As soon as I was seated I leaned forward to take his cock into my mouth, but he stopped me. He told me to just look at it while and to tell him about the time I spent looking at cocks in the magazines. It seemed impossible; having a big beautiful cock in front of my face was too terrible a tease, but I swallowed hard and started my confession.

It was difficult at first, but after a little while I told everything about my secret desires. I told him how beautiful I thought all those cocks were and how I longed to have them in front of my face like his was. I told him how I wanted to kiss and lick all of them, how they made my mouth water and my throat ache to be filled with them. He told me I did very well, and from the looks of his cock it was just as exciting for him too! He told me he was ready to have his cock and balls licked and kissed, which I was dying to do. I started by wrapping my tongue around the bottom of his ball sack and licking up the sides, occasionally feeling the thick heavy shaft of his cock brush against my face. I couldn’t help but think of the sweet load of cum they held for me. I moved on to his shaft, starting at the base and covering every inch of it with little licks and kisses. I stopped from time to time to tell him how I had dreamed of doing this and how much I adored his cock. It looked especially beautiful, glistening with saliva in the dim light.

He told me to suck it now, nice and slowly. I took it into my mouth gently, feeling the magnificent head of it slide over my tongue and fill my aching throat. In a couple of long slow strokes I felt his thick sweet cum surge into my mouth and down my throat. It was so perfect. All I could do was hold it all the way in my mouth as I rested my head on his thigh. I wanted this to last slot oyna forever.

After a while he took his still hard cock from my mouth and started stroking it. He told me I did such a good job sucking him that he wanted to jerk off into my mouth while I stroked my own cock. I promptly obeyed, getting out my own cock and playing with it while I obediently held my mouth open for him. The taste of cum in my mouth, the feeling of the head of his cock brushing over my lips, and wanting to show him how much I wanted to feel him cum again were all very exciting. I tried to take as much of the head of his cock into my mouth as I could as he stroked it. I took his balls in my hand as I stroked myself and soon I felt that wonderful warm gush over my lips and tongue. I licked all the cum from his fingers as I came myself.

I visited the bookstore several times a week, but every time was new and different experience. Sometimes I would just get on my knees in front of him and he would fuck my mouth frantically until he shot down my throat. Sometimes he would tease me and make me beg to lick or suck his cock. My favorite though was sitting with his cock in front of my face for about an hour, just admiring it between kisses licks and strokes. Of course the real satisfaction was always taking his load.

One day I was even more cock-hungry than usual, and when I followed him to the back room he said he had an extra special surprise for me. I was so excited at just the thought of having a cock in my mouth again that I didn’t pay much attention. When I turned the corner into the back room I was shocked to find two big construction worker type guys standing there. I was kind of scared at first, but the bookstore man reassured me that they were his friends and just wanted to see the cocksucker he told them about. My fear suddenly turned to embarrassment. I thought of what he might have told them about me and felt myself blush as I stood there paralyzed. He reassured me that everything was alright and said he had something he knew would relax me. With that he unfastened his belt and unzipped his trousers. As soon as he pulled out his semi-hard cock I felt that uncontrollable suck urge come over me. I seemed to forget about everything else and just fell to my knees and took it into my mouth.

I felt so good now that I had a dick in my mouth. He was right, it did relax me. I started to suck in a long slow rhythm, enjoying that feeling of his growing hardness, delighted that he enjoyed my efforts to make my mouth soft and wet for his beautiful cock. I wasn’t nervous or embarrassed at all anymore, and that hunger to suck was all gone. I felt like being there on my knees sucking that big stiff cock was completely natural to me. I didn’t have to work hard at it, or even think at all. All I had to do was surrender myself to pleasing the cock in my mouth, letting it somehow tell my lips and tongue what to do. It slid all the way down my throat without the slightest effort, and it felt good to hug the base of it with my lips when his balls rested on my chin.

By now I was completely unaware of anything else in the world, contently bobbing my head up and down on the bookstore man’s cock. It was getting real hard now and I was getting ready to swallow some cum when I became vaguely aware of some shuffling around. Suddenly I heard the unmistakable sound of a belt buckle and zipper. I opened my eyes for and there was a cock on either side of the bookstore man, both pointing right at my face. This was a dream come true! The cock on the left was incredibly thick, with an enormous head and big balls, the one on the right canlı casino siteleri was long and thin, with its head just peeking out of it’s foreskin. I reached up and took one in each hand just as the bookstore man let out a low groan and shot into my mouth. I gulped down his load as I stroked a hard cock in each hand!

The bookstore man quickly stepped aside, and before I could even swallow the thick cock was in my mouth. I really had to stretch my jaw to get it into my mouth, and I could feel the huge head push the rest of the load down my throat. He put his hand on the back of my head as I sucked, telling me what a good cocksucker I was. It was amazing how different his cock felt from the bookstore mans’, but it felt great! Even though I never sucked this cock before I felt like I knew just what to do, and the growing hardness told me so. I reached up and cupped his balls in my hand. They more than filled my hand and a second later I felt a huge gush of thick bittersweet cum in my mouth. I swirled it around inside my mouth, enjoying the taste and texture of it for a moment, and then pushed it down my throat with the big head of his dick.

I was trembling with excitement when the next cock was already in front of my face. I put my hands on his hips to steady myself and started to lick his balls. I wanted to lick them longer but the shaft of his cock kept brushing across my face, making me want to suck really bad. I did manage to stop and look at his cock for a moment though, the foreskin draped over the head of his cock was adorable! I opened wide and took the whole thing into my mouth in a single motion. The extra soft foreskin was a wonderful contrast to the hardness of his shaft, and I delighted in playing with it with my tongue as it slid in and out of my mouth. I thought about how wonderful each cock felt in it’s own special way, how they had their own personality and needs. I loved the thought of sucking many more, and learning how to please them.

Right now the cock in my mouth was getting ready to give me its’ load, and I was just as hungry as the first time I ever took one in my mouth. After the third squirt I gulped down I thought he was finished, but to my delight he just kept cumming for about five or six more shots! I wished it would go on forever.

Afterwards he helped me to my feet and we all said “Thanks!” at the same time, then we laughed about it. The bookstore man spoke first, saying that we would all definitely do this again. He motioned for me to stay while he let the other men out of the store.

When he returned he had his semi-hard cock in his hand and suggested that I blow him while I play with my own cock. I was still very excited and slipped out of my jeans as I took my usual place between his legs. I intended to take my time with this and began to lick his balls tenderly as I lightly stroked our cocks. He told me he got excited watching me suck those two cocks, and that he had never seen anyone with as much natural talent for pleasing a cock. It made me feel good to hear this and I told him I would gladly suck as many as he wanted me to and that I was grateful for the opportunities he gave me to be a good cocksucker.

I could tell this talk was getting him hot and he started stroking himself with just the tip of his dick brushing against my lips. I continued talking, telling him how much I loved serving those men and how good their cum tasted. Just then he shot on my lips and tongue, triggering my own shuddering orgasm. I licked up all the cum and kissed his cock for a while afterwards.

We got up, dressed and headed for the door. On the way out he told me he was off tomorrow and he wanted to take me to a different kind of bookstore. He said there would be lots of cocks there that needed to be taken care of.

I couldn’t wait until tomorrow!

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Church Ladies Ch. 02

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Jean awoke first and for a moment she forgot where she was. A moment of panic set in as she realized she was not in her own bedroom and that she was naked. As Lisa moved gently next to her, it all came back to her. She lay there for a moment feeling guilt and remorse. While it felt so wonderful, she did feel she had committed a terrible sin.

Her thoughts were interrupted when Lisa said, “Hi, sleeping beauty.” Jean blushed at the compliment and replied, “Hi yourself.”

Jean lay motionless as the pastor’s wife lightly caressed her arm. The room was quiet when Lisa said, “Are you, ok?”

Jean took a breath and said, “Lisa, I love you and I love what we did, but right now I am feeling guilty about what happened. We are both married women and we both know that what we did is, uhh you know, not natural.”

Lisa waited and replied, “Not natural? What we felt, what we shared was very natural for two people who care for, who love each other. I felt a bit of guilt at first but then realized that what we shared was beautiful and right.”

Jean objected, “But the Bible,…”

“I know what the Bible says, but are you sure that those ritualistic rules apply to us, or were they written for a culture some four thousand years ago? I’m thinking that maybe those rules were meant for others and not for people today.”

Jean was quiet for a moment and then said, “OK, I’m not sure you are right, but let’s assume for a minute you are right, what would our husbands say?

Lisa replied, “I don’t know, but then again I’m not casino oyna going to find out.” She giggled as she completed her thought.

“Do you keep secrets from your husband Lisa?” asked Jean.

“I don’t tell him everything, and since I am not with another man, and since this was done with someone I love, and since it was not a one time event, I have no intention of telling him.”

Jean thought for a moment, looked at Lisa, and said, “‘not a one time event.’ Does that mean that you want to do this again?”

Lisa leaned over and placed a soft, moist kiss on Jean’s left nipple. Lisa then looked up and said, “I hope this was the first of many events between the two of us.” Caressing Jeans breast, Lisa waited for a reply.

Jean stared at the ceiling and said, “I’m a bit sweaty and maybe we should have a glass of wine and take a dip in your whirlpool before, uhhh our next event.”

Lisa rose and as she walked out of the bedroom she said, “You fill the tub and I’ll get the wine.”

Jean rose, took one wistful look back at the bed and made her way into the bathroom. She started the water running and lighted several candles. The scent of cherry blossoms began to fill the air. She lifted the seat, sat down, and let out the amber stream. It hissed agaaints the side of the bowl and just as she had finsiehd Lisa returned.

Handing Jean a glass Lisa said, “Good idea.” She traded places with Jean and as she let her own amber stream go she said, “Thanks for warming the seat.” Jean giggled and climbed in the tub full of hot slot oyna water. She settled back and waited for Lisa to flush and get in next to her.

The two women clinked their glasses and sipped. They sipped their wine and chatted about any number of things, including things that needed to be done at the church. Finally the wine was gone and both women put up their glasses. Jean turned toward Lisa and the two women kissed. It was a kiss of passion, a kiss of need. Their tongues danced in and out of each other’s mouths as their hands began to glide up and down each other’s damp backs.

Heads tipped in opposite directions the two women exchanged a long soulful kiss. They melt into each other and for a while they were not sure where one of them began and where the other left off. As they kissed they began to explore each other’s breasts. Gentle massages alternating with pinching and tugging on each other’s nipples only increased their desire.

Their passionate kiss was broken and as the two women looked into each other’s eyes, Lisa said it first, Jean, I love you.”

Jean replied, “Oh Lisa, I love you.”

As they grew silent one hand of each women slipped below the surface of the water and between the other woman’s legs. Their fingertips moved through the blonde curls until they reached the swollen lips of the other’s pussy.

They began to kiss again as they started to circle each other’s clits. Round and round the fingers moved. The small buds began to swell with arousal and soon Lisa let out the first audible moan. The canlı casino siteleri women caressed each other’s backs as their fingertips probed each other’s slits.

As the women kissed, as passion grew fingers entered into each other. The soft folds of each pussy welcomed the fingers of the other woman into their pussies. Both women had masturbated but now they were touching the genitals of another woman. While it felt strange it felt the same. It felt right. Both women had two fingers inside their thumbs flicking up and back across the other’s clit.

The room became hot and steamy and not just from the water. Beads of perspiration appeared on each woman’s forehead as they masturbated each other closer and closer to orgasm. Probing fingers and dancing thumbs were taking their tolls on both women.

Breathing became labored and moans audible as the two women began to move their hips up and back. Clits became swollen and erect and then Lisa surrendered to Jean’s fingers. She gasped and her hips began to buck up and back agains Jean’s hand. Lisa was flying high through the clouds as her orgasm swept her away and as she was returning to earth, Jean began her flight into orgasmic frenzy. Jean came hard, her hips splashing water up the sides of the tub. Her voiced was strained as she grunted like an animal.

Too soon it was over for both of them. Cradled in each other’s arms, they leaned back and relaxed. Breathing returned to normal and Lisa said, “Jean, stay for dinner and then please stay the night. I want to fall asleep and wake up next to you.”

Jean looked at her with tears forming in her eyes, “Oh Lisa, that is so sweet of you and I would love to stay.”

The two women cuddled until it was time to make some dinner.

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Cindy’s Journey to a Lesbian Life Ch. 03

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Chapter 3

Cindy’s journey ends, new life begins

I arrived at work at 8 AM, an hour before Patty and her law partners. Monday morning is especially busy. Saturday’s mail and any packages left in the drop bin needed sorting for delivery as the lawyer’s secretaries arrived at 8:45.

Attorneys at law, Clark, Jones, Hurst and Johnson is large, well known and profitable, occupying five floors of large office building in Long Beach a well known area of Los Angeles,, California. Richard Clark and Robert Jones’ fathers founded the firm 50 years ago. Their portraits hang in the lobby. The firm is highly regarded and lists among its clients influential politicians and business leaders. It is staunchly progressive politically and environmentally supporting such organizations as the Sierra Cub.

Patty is the only female partner. Her impressive record in law school, her brilliant mind and calm demeanor under court room pressure moved her quickly from associate to partner. She earns a $250.000, of which $50.000 goes to securing a 25% share of the firm.

It is an all purpose firm, handling civil, corporate and criminal cases. In criminal and civil matters, the firm works closely with a well-respected team of investigators, all former cops and FBI agents.

Patty’s niche is family law, from divorcés to spousal abuse. She represents mostly women victims in abuse cases. It can be risky business in a world of violence. She carries and knows how to use a 38-caliber revolver. So far, she has had no need to defend herself, shooting only at a range once a month. She is an expert marksman.

The serious nature of Patty’s work perfectly suits her warm, caring personality. She has a fast mind with an incredible memory. In court she cites case law from memory, often baffling and bewildering her adversaries.

Her clients, mostly frightened, abused women find her easy to open up their lives of abuse, both physical and psychological. She hides a burning anger when children are involved. She is currently involved in seven cases winding their way thru the courts.

I delivered Patty’s mail abut 9:15. As usual, she was on the phone. She started to wave, looked at me closely and ended her call, ‘I have it go. Call you later.”

“Cindy! You are positively glowing! You found a new lover, right?” She asked,

I could not come right out and tell her about my marathon sex with my mother and her lover. Nevertheless, I had to be honest with my best friend, smiled and nodded yes.

“Tell me all about it. Oh, gosh I do not have time now. Let’s do lunch. Better yet, I will get a sitter and take you out tonight. It will give us more time. I can’t wait to hear all about it. I am so happy you have come out of your shell.”

She kissed my cheek, “Pick you up at you mom’s at 7. You still live there, right?”

Blushing, I answered: “Yes, still there, for now.”

“For now? That does sound exciting.”

I was a little relieved to be on my way. I have always found Patty attractive. Today I thought of her in a new light and found her interest in my love life sexually exciting, a fact not lost in my dampening pussy.

It is not enough praise to call Patty beautiful. She is beyond beautiful. She is a goddess. She is comparable to a young Sophia Loren or Elizabeth Taylor. Her shoulder length jet-black hair is impeccably groomed. Her piercing blue eyes can be harsh, turning uncooperative witnesses or defendants to jelly. Her kind, caring eyes ease the mood when dealing with abused women and children.

Patty is 5-9 and weighs 120 lbs. In court, she turns Amazonian wearing 4″ high heels. The courtroom is her domain and she rules it only slightly less than the judge.

She wears form-fitting pants suits to work and short dresses in court. In any case, her perfect 37-inch breasts, 23-inch waist and 36-inch hips draw admiring and leering looks.

She lives and works for her children and dates men only on firm involved social occasions in the unstressed company of a closeted gay investigator. They have an understanding and get along well.


I felt nervous as a school girl preparing for my date with Patty. Clair and mom helped me choose what to wear.

“You want to look sexy not like a slut” Mom advised. I ended up in a form fitting white blouse that revealed just a hint of my cleavage. I added a black skirt that fell just above my knees and clear pantyhose, modest high heels, and a pearl necklace Mark gave me on our first anniversary. I put the essentials in a white clutch purse and waited for Patty to arrive.

She arrived right on time looking like a model from a fashion magazine. She wore a sexy black evening dress with a deep plunging neck line. It fell from her shoulders, barely covering her boobs, and crossed behind her back. A diamond studded golden open heart necklace hung from her neck. She gave me a greeting hug and warmly greeted my mother and Clair with pecks on the cheeks.

Mom told us we made casino siteleri a lovely pair “I hope you two have a wonderful time.”

We piled in to Parry’s Mercedes convertible and drove away.

“Your dress compliments your beauty,” she remarked.

“I love your dress, too” I told her. Your necklace is stunning.

“I like the advertising claiming love finds its way in an open heart.” she reminded me.

“You have definitely attracted my heart.” I softly told her.

She smiled kindly. “Just promise not to break my heart and run off with another bad man.”

“Not likely. One is more than enough for me..” I promised. “You must attract all the studs and horny women as well. You are absolutely mouthwatering.”

I was surprised when she replied, “From the look on you face I do not think your mouth is the only part of your body watering.”

It was a joke, but right on. I was positively dripping, glad I had a spare panty in my purse.

“We have a little way to go. Do you want to tell me about your new lover now or at dinner? I have arranged a private booth so we can wait if you desire.” she said kindly.

“All I can tell you now is that there are more then one. The rest I want to tell you face to face.” I replied.

“Wow! Really! At this point in my life, just one is more than I have.” she admitted.

“With your beauty and intelligence, I find that hard to believe.” I said.

“Honey, you would be surprised. Sometimes beauty and intelligence can be a curse. People see only my looks and are intimidated.” she said unhappily. “Besides I care more about my children. Most men shy away from women with kids anyway. Lately the only sex I have is casual flings with some of the secretaries. They react to me very differently than men. They see beyond beauty. No issues like love or commitment interfere. I think that is why most lesbian couples are happier and more open in their relationships than traditionally straight couples.”

I was happily surprised to learn Patty is gay but left the issue alone until she heard my story.

“Is the father of your children still in your life? ” I asked after we had settled down for dinner.

“The short answer is no, but it is more complicated. They are not my own. They come from one of the most abusive homes I have ever seen. The little Girl Maria and her brother Mario lived in terror of their father. He regularly beat his wife and finally killed her. He pled out to life without parole to avoid a death penalty.

“It was one of my first cases representing the children’s interest. God, Cindy, they were so scared. I felt so bad for them. When I found out the system planned to separate them, I could not bare the thought and filed for adoption. They came home with me 3 years ago. Maria is now six. Mario is seven. At first nightmares haunted their sleep. I believe the love I show them everyday gives them only happily dreams now. They are my world and the only good reason I live without an encumbering relationship.”

Tears filled my eyes. I touched her hand.

It was a solemn moment and dramatically increased my love for Patty as a caring, loving person. I felt love for her deep in my heart.

From the look in her eyes, I knew she understood my feelings for her.

“Hey love, this is supposed to be a fun evening. Out with it. Tell me all about your lovers,” she beckoned.

I told her the entire story from the beginning to the end, including my lesbian fantasies. I told her every details of my first sex with Clair and my mother.

Patty listened to the entire story without saying a word. I thought for one dreadful moment that I completely turned her off. “Please say something Patty.” I frantically urged

“Sorry dear. That is a lot to digest. Your mom and Clair are special people to recognize your desires and act so lovingly.

“I completely support your incestuous relationship. You are consenting adults and there is real love involved. How can anything be wrong?”

“I hoped you would understand. It is one of the many reasons I love you.” I told her.

“Do you really love me?” she asked, emotion dripping from every word. “If you are the person I think you are, your desire is not strictly sexual.”

“You are so correct. You are in every way, the woman of my dreams. I cannot think of anyone I would rather share my live with.” I sincerely responded, “We have known each other for about five years. You know more about me than I know about you. We always talked about my problems. I am ashamed I do not know more about you and your children. They are so adorable.”

“Only a very few know of our unique situation. It is for their benefit and mine. I dread the day a long lost relative of their parents will file for custody.”

“It is the main reason I am such a private person. To tell you the truth I have held you close to my heart for a long time. I dreamed of making love to you since we met. Pardon my selfishness but I am happy your divorce led to your new life slot oyna as a lesbian. I feel so compatible with you. You make me happy. I love you and will be thrilled to share life’s journey with you.

That great Monday night began our week long courtship. We had our work to consider and could not afford to arrive tired every day after making love all night. We agreed to see each other casually until Friday night.

Tuesday we took Maria and Mario to a Disney movie. Wednesday night we took Mom and Clair to a lesbian night club. We stayed home Thursday night playing with the kids. They called Patty mom. Mario and Maria called me Miss Cindy. Both hugged and kissed us both at bedtime. Since their bedroom was on the other side of her house she had a sound system fed throughout the house which alerted her to any signs of trouble.

As she told me several times, her kids meant the word to her.

“Seem they like you Cindy.” Patty remarked. She drove me home and we parked outside mom’s house for a long time making out like teenagers. We petted, fondled and fingered each other. Friday’s work dragged slower than cold honey. We were both on pins and needles and found it hard to concentrate. Thankfully it was a slow day and most of the attorneys and staff left early.

Patty and I found ourselves alone in her office.

“I can’t wait for tonight!.” we both said at the same time, breaking into hardy laughter.

“I have booked a the same private both for dinner and will pick you up an 8.” Patty revealed.

I happily agreed and suggested we dress in same clothes we wore Monday night.

“Seem appropriate,” She agreed. “The night we fell in love will always stay with me.”

We shed a few tears as we kissed.


Friday proved to be by far the most memorable night of our life together. It seemed like a honeymoon.

Patty picked me up on time. I told Mom and Clair not to expect me home anytime soon.

We arrived and were quickly ushered to our booth. We ordered gasses of wine and dinner once the wine arrived. The wine mellowed us and we talked about the fun times ahead lf us, the vacations in Jamaica, cruise to Alaska, hiking thru national parks, and too many adventures to remember.

We revealed secret fantasies. Patty surprised me revealing she dreams of us having sex with my mom and Clair. It seemed mildly appropriate to me. Without them I would not have discovered lesbian life, not to mention Patty.

I told her my fantasy was to have an orgy with all the secretaries at work. “I know a few who would love the chance to jump your bones.” she laughed

It is a good that we had a private booth. Other patrons would be shocked to see us.

Patty moved next to me. We kissed fervently. The intoxicating scent of aroused pussy filled the booth, “We need to go home,” Patty urged,

We changed our soaked thongs, closed the booth leaving a substantial tip, paid the bill on the way out and drove to Patty’s home. Patty paid the sitter and found the children sound asleep.

We hurried to her bedroom shedding our clothing the second Patty closed the door behind us. The woman of my dreams stood in radiant beauty. For a moment, I prayed this was not a dream. I shivered. Goose bumps covered my body.

Patty hugged me tightly. Her warmth quelled my fears. I hugged her in return and massaged her back. She gently held my head in her hands, tilted it to the side and softly placed her luscious lips to mine in a spine tingling kiss.

I melted to her touch. We opened our mouths locked in passion. We swallowed a massive volume of saliva as our tongues probed, swirled and jabbed.

We ran our hands over each other’s back. I found myself holding Patty’s perfect ass with both hands.

We fell to her waterbed covered with red silk linens. I had never lain in such comfort. Patty lay beside me. We hugged, kissed, and rolled from one side of her bed to the other. The sheets trapped our sweat-covered bodies in a silk cocoon. Our boobs smashed each other. Our pussies dripped juices. We laughed and rolled our way to freedom.

We were having a ball, laughing and hollering. A pillow fight turned into a gentle tug of war to see who could pull the pillow from the hands of the other. I never had so much fun in a bed even as a kid. Of course, I never had a playmate like Patty,

Patty and I turned to a slow methodical pace, relishing every moment and touch. I returned to my back with Patty on her side next to me. She leaned into me pressing her right breast into my left and tenderly kissed me. Her lips are full and succulent, her kissing tender and unforced.

I urgently returned her kiss softly pecking at her lips. I could have kept kissing all night. However, other erogenous zones beckoned.

Patty knelt over my body and caressed my breasts. “I love your boobs,” she moaned, “so full, so soft. God you are so hot my love.”

Her words encouraged me onward and I reached for her head. Her thick canlı casino siteleri black hair yielded allowing me to move her head from one breast to the other. She alternated sucking and tweaking my nipples as I moved her head side to side.

Her sparking eyes fastened on mine in a look of love and passion. I kissed a finger and placed it to her lips. She opened and sucked it and returned it to my open mouth. The sexy movement became our bond. Whenever we found a moment alone at work or in public, each of us kissed a finger and placed it to the lips of the other.

Patty’s tit play continued until I could take no more. I lifted her head. She kissed all over my face and ears. She licked my neck and shoulders, and gently grasped by boobs licking down the valley to my navel. My navel, for some unknown reason, is extremely sensitive. Patty’s probing tongue sent pleasurable spasms throughout my groin. I tucked my tummy in hard.

Patty mistook the pleasure for pain and looked at me for any sign or discomfort. I smiled and she probed my navel repeatedly. The spasms grew to lengthy tremors and I swooned in ecstasy.

Patty gave my navel a final lick and a kiss.

She moved between my spread legs and gazed at my shaved pussy. By now juices slowly and steadily flowed from my cunt. Patty lapped up and drank a mouthful. She smiled and licked her lips, enjoying the taste.

She licked my slit softly from my asshole to clitoral sheath repeatedly.

Her heavenly touch fueled the furnace of my lust. My heart pounded. Deep breaths filled my lungs sending oxygen-enriched blood throughout my burning body.

Patty inserted two fingers into my vaginal opening. I screeched as my first orgasm of the night tore thru my body. Hot frothy pussy juice covered Patty’s sweet face. Time seemed to stand still. In a trance like state, I found her face and cleaned my juices.

I returned to reality and found Patty again at my pussy. My nerves were still on edge as Patty’s fingers returned to my vagina. She expertly located my G-spot. I forced myself to relax as para- urethral liquid filled my special ejaculate gland.

Patty gently rubbed my G-spot and flicked my clit. I lost control of my urethra as a tremendous orgasm launched long clear streams of clear ejaculate fluids soaking Patty and her beautiful silk sheets. Liquid turned her hair into a tangles mess. It dripped off her chin and tits.

She licked up the last of my ejaculate and cleaned her body with the only dry area of the sheets she could find.

I helped her remove the sheets and wipe down her waterbed. Our bodies reeked from pussy juices, ejaculate and sweat. We badly needed to clean our sticky, smelly bodies and agreed to a shower.

Patty’s shower has all the modern conveniences. Adjustable spray heads are located on each wall and the ceiling. Shampoo, conditioner and liquid soap is contained in a dispenser near the sprayer controls. A watertight digital temperature control completes the dream shower.

There is even a padded seat with a separate drain for enemas.

Patty turned on all six spray heads. The gentle warm water splashing my body from every angle felt intoxicating. She collected a hand full of scented body wash in a bath sponge and cleansed my body from had to toe. Our bodies constantly touched.

I placed my arms on her shoulders as she washed my chest and underarms and stole a kiss when she finished. She shampooed my hair and added conditioner. I never felt so clean and frisky. My lust grew wild as I washed Patty. I boldly licked her pussy and her soft black hairy runway before sponging it clean. I fondled one ass cheek while sponging the other. I treated her breasts in the same way. By the time I competed her hair, her lust grew equal to mine.

As a final cleansing step and prelude to anal sex, we gave each other a series of warm water enemas.


Patty lay on the fresh sheet and pulled me on top of her. Our breasts tingled as they fell besides each other. Our pussies fell on our spread thighs. We meshed perfectly. We kissed deeply flaming our passion to new heights.

“Oh my lord, you have incredible lips,” I told Patty. “I love kissing you. Your lips are so soft. You are so tender.” She muffled my next compliment as she planted her lips around my open mouth and ran her tongue around my lips and teeth. I stayed still never wanting her kiss to end.

“Your lips are adorable Cindy. I love your touch. If there is such a thing as a natural born lesbian, you are one. I cannot believe this is only your first week in the sisterhood. I am truly honored to be your lover.” Patty humbly proclaimed. “You could have any woman you want”

I decided to profess all my feelings.

“Patty, until Monday, I did not know you are a lesbian. I have always been attracted to you as a dear friend. When I found I was a lesbian the first woman I thought of was you. Knowing now that you are a lesbian is a dream come true. I dearly love you with all my heart and hope to be with you the rest my live. I love your Mario and Maria and want to help you raise them.”

“If that is a proposal I accept,” Patty agreed’

We fell into each other’s arms crying our eyes out.

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I guess you can imagine how shocked I must have felt at first. I just got home from school, I’m 18 and a senior at high school. I usually stay afterwards for football, but practice was cancelled for the day. I guess my mother thought I’d be gone for a few more hours, because she had other plans. She’s 38 years old, blonde hair, nice thin body, 36C tits, and killer ass. I am not ashamed to admit that I often imagine what it would be like to fuck her.

When I got home I walked upstairs, I heard some moaning coming from my mothers room. The door was wide open and I can see everything. She was in the most shocking position that I have ever seen her in. There she was on her knees giving some strange naked guy a blowjob. His hands were on her head guiding her. She was also wearing some trashy clothes. She had stiletto heels, fishnet stockings, and old pair of daisy duke shorts, a see-through fishnet shirt that shows her black lacy bra. She had a lot of makeup on like a hooker, and she had a blindfold on.

The strange guys eyes were closed so he didn’t see me. There was also a video camera laid on the dresser next to the doorway recording the whole thing. At first I was very mad, I felt like breaking that guys neck. But than I had a very clever idea. I quietly turned off the video camera, took out the tape, than hid it in a very secure place. I than got my gun, not a real one but a movie prop replica and quietly tip-toed back into my mothers room. I pressed the gun up to the guys neck and startled him.

“Don’t say a word,” casino şirketleri I whispered to him. “Take you dick out of her mouth, get dressed, and get the hell out of here without saying a word or making a sound”

And he did, he got dressed and left the house.

“Brad where are you?” my mother called out. She was still on her knees with the blindfold on.

I took off my clothes real quickly, I found that I’m having the best erection ever. Getting ready to do what I’m gonna do really turned me on.

I approached her and grabbed her head and guided my erection right into her mouth. She sucked on my cock like it was candy or something. I never had a blowjob that good before. She wasn’t too rough or too easy on it. Her lips were properly sealed around the shaft as she rapidly pumped it into her mouth.

15 minutes later I couldn’t hold it any longer.

I shot a huge load of cum right into her mouth, she appeared shocked but went with it and drank every drop. When she was done, she pulled it right out.

“Dammit Brad,” she said. “I told you that I don’t like to drink it, you promised to just squirt it in my face.”

“I’m not Brad,” I finally told her.

She took off her blindfold and nearly fell over when she realized who she really was sucking.

“What the hell… How can you make me do that to you? Are you sick or something?”

“How can you cheat on dad?” I asked her.

She didn’t say a word, I knew that would shut her up.

“Well then… I guess we’re even. casino firmaları Lets just forget that this ever happened.”

“What about your video?”

She looked at the video camera and saw that it was open and the video was gone.

“Where’s the video?” She asked as she stood up.

“I hid it someplace that you would never think of. If you want it back you have to do what I say.”

“What do you want? Money? A car? another blowjob? What is it?”

She was very frustrated. I approached her smiling and brushed my fingers against her left breast.

“Are you mad? That’s disgusting.”

“You have no choice, either you do this with me, or I show dad the tape.”

“What if I tell your father about what you asked for?”

“Go ahead.” I said.

Actually I was very scared that she would tell, but I hoping that she wouldn’t call my bluff. She thought it over for a few seconds.

“Alright, you win. what do you want me to do?”

“Get on the floor,” I said.

Before she could move I grabbed her arm and threw her on the floor. I jumped on top of her. I started kissing her passionately she went along with it, but I can still tell that she felt very apprehensive about it. I moved down to her tits. I pulled off her shirt than her bra. Her tits were better than I had imagined. I sucked on them like a little baby. I squeezed them, bit them, licked them, sucked on the nipples. My saliva was all over them.

I than took off her shorts and panties. Her pussy was shaved, just how I güvenilir casino like it. I shoved my head right between her legs and worked my tongue around it. She was getting very wet I can tell. I looked up at her, she was grabbing her tits and moaning. She was finally getting into it.

I moved back on top of her I guided my penis up against her pussy. Rubbing the head and down her clit. I can see by her face that she wanted it now. I pushed only the head into her and pulled it out, and I did that a few more times.

“OOOH please, give it to me now,” she cried.

I finally pushed it all the way in, all 8 inches of it. I started ramming her pussy harder and faster, grabbing her tit with one hand, and pulling her hair with the other. She started screaming louder and louder, her nails were digging into my back, and her stiletto heels that she still had on was digging into my buttocks.

We were rolling on the ground for a while, at one point she ended up on top of me. She rode me for a while, she really enjoyed being on top. I reached out and grabbed her tits, I really liked grabbing them. She than got off of me and got on all fours. I got behind her, grabber her hips and fucked her doggy style, it was fun I never tried that way before.

I got her on her back again and got on top of her. We pressed our bodies against each other tightly as I pushed in her much faster and harder. I finally shot my load into her, it felt like a geyser erupted or something.

“Oooh yes, I can feel it flowing in me,” she said.

I fucked her a little bit longer before I stopped and rested my head between her tits.

“That was the best fuck that I ever had,” she said exhaustingly.

“You want to do it more often?” I asked.

“Hell yeah,” she said.

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Celeste’s College Adventures Ch. 01

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It had seemed like my junior year of college was going to be perfect. My assigned roommate never showed up, so I had a double room all to myself. I had rearranged everything to my exact liking and sprawled my things all over the place- well, as much as one can sprawl in a small dorm room. I had no 8am classes- and 4 out of the 5 classes I enrolled in were in the same building. Ah- the joys of having most of your gen-ed out of the way. Less than three weeks into the semester, it all came crashing down on me.

I came back to my room after my last class of the week- on a Thursday no less- being an art student does have its perks- to find the RA, Tabitha, and some strange black haired girl standing in my room, moving things around.

“Excuse me, my room. What’s going on?” I said, more than a little perturbed that people were in my room, touching my things.

“This is your new roommate, Kara. She’s a transfer sophomore. I’m sure she’ll be a positive influence on you and you can help her adjust to her new school,” my RA replied in her way too perky voice, completely ignoring my pissy tone. She was a sorority girl and she was trying her damnedest to make sure she embodied every stereotype. I looked them both up and down, trying to decide whether to scream at them or just scream in general. Kara apparently misunderstood my look and grinned a devilish grin at me and looked me up and down with one eyebrow raised in appreciation. I felt the heat rush into my cheeks so I quickly turned and started moving some of my things to my side of the room, which would be the one closest to the window, of course. Once my back was to them, I decided that I needed to speak.

“Welcome Kara, I’ll get your half of the room cleaned out as quickly as I can. I don’t need any help- I’d rather move my stuff myself. Maybe Tabitha can show you around campus and I’ll be done by the time you guys get back.”

I could hear Tabitha whispering and I already knew what she was saying. It was what several of the girls in the dorm said about me and only a few had the guts to say to my face. I’m anti-social. I’m aloof, I’m bitchy, I’m too good to hang out with the other girls. So, I didn’t want to join a sorority. That doesn’t mean I’m anti-social. So, I find most of the conversations the girls in the dorm carry on to be drool, demeaning to women and just plain boring. I don’t care who is screwing who on whatever TV show is hot at the moment, nor do I care if Professor Albertson is packing something in his way too tight jeans or not. I am a nerd, and I am picky about who I spend my time with- and I was praying that Kara would be someone that I could bear to spend at least a little time around. The library was only open so late these days.

“We’ll give you an hour,” Kara said in a playful tone. She looked me up and down again and subtly licked her lips before walking out of the room. What the hell kind of room mate did they assign to me?

It was actually two hours later when I was dragging her steamer trunks out of the hall and into the room. So much for my semester of sprawl. All the furniture was lined up as it was supposed to be and all of my things were crammed into my half. I had just lain down on the bed to rest when Kara came in the room.

“Good job, Celeste. I would have been more than happy to help you, but Tabby told me you’re antisocial and don’t like people around,” she said, flopping on my bed beside me.

“It’s not that,” I stammered, taken aback and impressed at the same time by her honesty.

“no?” she asked, looking over at me grinning. “So you’re a social butterfly then?”

“Um, no.” I mumbled. “I’m just picky”

“Well, if it’s not too far beneath you, I’m going down to the Strip to see what’s going on. I think it would be cool if you came with me- a nice little room mate bonding adventure.” She raised one delicate eyebrow at me in challenge. “If that’s not your scene….”

I propped myself up and took a long look at her. What was she trying to do? She’d just met me and here she was taking it upon herself to be my social savior. I wasn’t ready for that. I mean, someone besides me was lying on my bed! That was about all the personal space invasion I could take for one day.

“I think I’ll pass this time. I’m kinda beat from moving everything around,” I replied, looking down at the floor. It was nice to be invited somewhere.

She shrugged. “Maybe next time,” she replied, with a smile. And it was a real smile- the kind that meant she really would try again.

I went about my normal routine, and as she was about to leave to go to the Strip, it was late enough for me to go to the showers. I was gathering up my bath-bag when she asked me what I was doing- I think she thought I might have changed my mind about going out. I explained that I showered between the hours of 11:30pm and 1am to increase my chance of being alone in the communal showers. I didn’t like to be around all the other girls. I hated listening to their gossip as they shouted from stall to stall. I expected her to laugh. My last room mate did. But instead she just smiled and said something about it being good that casino oyna I was doing my part to keep the morning traffic down in the girls’ rooms. I was beginning to get the feeling that I would be able to live with her for a semester. She was very to-each-their-own and laid back.

I didn’t see her much over the weekend- I was working all three days and she was in and out a lot. I noticed posters hung on her side, a new rug for the middle of the room, and various other little things. Monday morning was a surprise though. I showed up for my first class and there she was, sitting two desks over from my normal seat.

“Art or art history?” I asked, slipping into my desk. She looked up and smiled.

“Art, with an art history minor, you know in case I have to teach,” she replied with a wry grin but a sparkle in her eyes. “You?”

“Art history, but I’m hoping to teach,” I replied in my usual apologetic way. Most people didn’t understand that I was completely aware of the future job prospects in my chosen field and still I continued down that degree path.

We chatted a bit more- she told me about the art program at her old school- until the teacher came in and began class.

After class, she slipped out before I could ask if she wanted to join me for lunch and honestly, I was a little disappointed. So, I ate lunch alone, went to class then went off and did my scholarship hours filing in the admissions office and went to work. When I came back to the dorm, she was already asleep, so I grabbed my bath bag and went to the computer lab to kill a couple of hours.

Tuesday was another surprise- my second class of the day, she was there again.

“You know, I’m going to think you’re stalking me,” she said jokingly as she sat down beside me.

“Hmm, seems like you’ve got that backwards. I think you might be stalking me.” I replied in kind.

“Would you really mind if I was?” she said, with her eyebrow raised in question and that witchy grin of hers that made me blush.

I was surprised with myself though- I had a witty comeback off the cuff “I’ve had worse stalkers. At least I know if you steal my panties, they’re just on the other side of the room.”

She laughed so loud people in the hallway looked in. I was a little embarrassed, but then I laughed along because I realized that it wasn’t just what I’d said that made her laugh so much- she had opened her backpack and stuck to her plush binder was a purple velvet thong.

“Just remember, I could carry them around with me first,” she whispered as the teacher walked in the room.

Over the next couple of weeks, we established a kind of pattern. Lunch on Mondays and Wednesdays turned into lunch pretty much every day and dinner at the café on campus where I was meeting lots of new people whenever I didn’t have to work. We were really beginning to become friends. She extended her invitation to come to the Strip again. It had only been three weeks since the last time she’d tried, but I decided to accept her challenge. After all, it was going to be the first time in a month and a half that I wouldn’t have to work the following Friday. It would be a shame to waste an opportunity like that sitting in the library.

“Ok. I’m game. What should I wear?”

Her surprise was visible. “Seriously? Wow. Cool.” And somehow I could tell that she meant it.

An hour later we were walking out the door. I let her dress me, kind of. It seemed to make her day that I let her dig through my closet. I drew the line on the short skirts though. I was ok with being seen, I just didn’t want that much of me to be seen.

Once we got to the Strip, it seemed like she knew everyone. Every time we turned around, someone was shouting “Hey Kara!” She would wave, say hi, introduce me to people and we would all chat for a bit before moving on to another person. I think a couple of guys hit on me, but it had been so long since I’d even thought about dating someone, I wasn’t sure. Boys were handing her drinks everywhere we went. She was young, attractive and outgoing- the perfect pick up target. I guess the drinks were why I thought nothing of it when she started touching me more- stroking my hand as we were sitting a table talking to someone she had met in her biology class. She appeared to be engrossed in the conversation so I thought the touching was just like a fidgety thing that she did when she got drunk- something she didn’t even realize she was doing.

It was almost 2 am when she said she was ready to crash out, so we started walking back to the dorm. I think I had met more people that evening than I had ever met in my entire life, and strangely, it didn’t bother me the way copious amounts of people usually bothered me. It had actually been kind of fun. She grabbed my hand and pulled me over to her.

“Have fun?” she asked, grinning like someone who had just won a battle of wills.

“Yeah, I did actually,” I replied, feeling ok with being conquered.

“Good. You’ll have to come out with me again. People seemed to really like you- you must put off some good vibe or something.”

I was a little embarrassed. slot oyna “Hrump. Maybe- I think they like you. No one offered me drinks.”

“Oh god! I know! You’re so lucky in that. Do you know how hard it is to get rid of a drink without them seeing you? I hate to be rude, but I am not interested in going to jail for underage drinking or getting the bar in trouble. Besides, I don’t think I look that easy. At least get to know me a bit before blowing six bucks on a drink to try to get me to go home with you!”

I was surprised. I had thought for sure she was drunk. “So, you’re not drunk?” I asked, dumbfounded.

“Not at all. Why? Was I acting like an airhead or something?” Her bright green eyes were sparking as if she knew something I didn’t.

“No… it just didn’t realize, I guess.” I stumbled with my words, unsure of what to say, or if I really wanted to say anything or not. We were back at the dorm by this time and I decided I didn’t want to be in the room with her. I just didn’t know what to think or what to say. Maybe she was just friendly- she *was* very social, after all. I just didn’t have friends that interacted the way she did. None of them had ever put their hand on my thigh, or stroked my arm. Or looked at me the way she had.

She saved me from having to come up with an escape plan. “I’m going to go shower, I’ll see you in the morning?”

I yawned so big my face hurt. “Yeah, I’m all out of energy. I forgot what it was like going out and being social. I think we may have to ramp up to normal social behavior for me,” I said, smiling as much as I could.

“Ah you’ve gone out with me now, so I know it’s possible to get you out in a true public place- you know -one not on campus. Just wait until next weekend. If you’re not working Friday morning, you’re so going with me.” She had a big smile on her face and it made me feel good that she wanted to hang out with me more. I was realizing just how much I had alienated myself.

After she left, I changed and got in the bed and was out before she ever came back.

It was late afternoon when I woke up. She was sitting on her bed, writing on her laptop and listening to her iPod. She nodded to me as I stumbled across the room. “Where you going like that?”

“I’m going to go shower to get the smoky smell out of my hair,” I said, scooping up my shower bag.

“Eat afterwards?” she asked.

I nodded and my stomach rumbled for emphasis. “Be back soon. They should be empty at this time on a Friday.”

I was standing under the water, letting the shower just wash away my worries. It had been a kind of intense week, new social butterfly metamorphosis notwithstanding. I heard some one open the door and I couldn’t help but get all tense. Community bathrooms had taken A LOT of getting used to for me. Back at home, I didn’t even share a bathroom with my family members. Thankfully, the showers here had little changing areas that were curtained off in front of them so it wasn’t like the nightmare showers I’d heard about as a freshman. I listened for a few and didn’t hear anyone, so I assumed they must have changed their minds. I went back to my unwinding.

My eyes were closed, water was running down my face and I was just breathing deeply when I felt her touch me. My first instinct was for my eyes to pop open and to push her away, but a voice inside me said relax. Anyone could be touching me- invading my privacy in a HUGE way, but the voice also told me that I knew who it was. Panic was just under the surface though- this went more than a little beyond friendly.

Her fingers traced down the side of my face, along my jaw line, down my neck and onto my collar bone. I was still, eyes closed, breathing deep. Her other hand gently went along the curve of my breast, down my ribcage and rested on my hip. I bit my bottom lip unconsciously.

“You’re even more beautiful than I thought you would be,” she whispered, her face much closer to mine than I realized. “May I kiss you?” she asked, sounding so vulnerable.

I nodded, unable to find my voice, and afraid to actually speak. I stepped out of the water enough that it was still on my back, but no longer running down my face. Her lips touched mine very gently. They were so soft and smelled of peaches. One hand still on my hip, the other moved to my face as she began kissing me harder and faster. None of the boys I’d ever kissed had felt like her. Her body was pressed against mine in a way that felt so natural to me.

“Have you ever kissed a woman before?” she asked, between kisses.

“No. Have you?” I responded, afraid too many words would make her stop. “ummmhum,” she responded, her lips on mine. The vibration between our lips was an interesting sensation- almost like a low level shock. Her tongue wrapped around mine and she pulled me tighter to her. I felt my heart rate jump up a notch and my breathing got shallower. Her hands were moving all over my body and I realized that I could touch her too. I began, timidly, trying to mirror her touches. She pulled back a little and started caressing my breasts, rubbing my nipples with her thumbs. I was biting canlı casino siteleri my lower lip hard and I could feel the heat between my legs growing to an intensity I had never known.

“Do you want me?” she asked, taking my hand and placing it on her small firm breast. I rubbed it, like I would touch my own, nodding in response to her question. I looked her up and down- she was so perfectly beautiful. Her skin was a soft golden color all over- not like she tanned, but like she was born that way. She had the subtle hour-glass shape of a woman that liked to play outside. Not athletic enough to be boyish and not voluptuous enough to be gaudy. I wanted her more than I had ever wanted anyone- more than I even knew I *could* want someone. She brushed her finger ever so gently across my clit and my eyes rolled back in my head.

“How long has it been since someone pleasured you the way you deserve to be pleasured?” she asked, her voice soft and breathy.

I was embarrassed. I’d never had sex – with a boy or a girl. I had dated in high school, a little, but the only one I’d ever gotten serious with had never been willing to ‘return the favor’, not that I had gone down on him more than a handful of times.

“I’ve never actually been with anyone,” I finally mumbled.

“Really?” she said, with a mix of excitement and doubt. I nodded. She kissed me hard. “Well then, I think we have some catching you up to do,” she said, reaching up to move the shower head to point at a wall. “Give that a minute to warm up the tile. In the meantime, I think I need to give your breasts some much needed attention- as long as you don’t mind.” She looked at me, waiting for me to let her know that it was ok to proceed. I smiled and nodded, timidly.

“This is just really strange for me, like in a not real way. Not in a bad way though,” I said, wanting her to understand that I felt like I was in a dream and that in a moment I would wake up and be terribly disappointed.

She smiled then bent her head down and began sucking on my nipples gently- flicking her tongue softly then hard as they drew up into hard little buds. It felt like little shocks along my entire body every time she did it. Nothing I’d ever done to my own breasts while masturbating even came close to the amazing way her mouth felt on me. She attended to each of my breasts, then kissed up to my neck. Pulling my wet hair off my shoulder and neck, she kissed up to the base of my ear, then started nipping at the sensitive spot behind my ear that I didn’t even know existed. I moaned unintentionally, feeling like my legs were weak beneath me. She nipped at my earlobe. That was certainly an erogenous zone no one had ever explored on me before. My stomach was fluttering and my body was tingling from just that little bit of attention.

She reached up and moved the shower’s spray to the other wall and gently maneuvered me against the warm spot. “Lean back,” she said, crouching in front of me. All of a sudden, I got terribly nervous. She ran her hands up and down my legs.

“Such lovely legs. You really shouldn’t hide them in those baggy pants.” She kissed the inside of my knee and started moving up. Gently, she pushed my legs apart so she could kiss the inside of my thigh.

“Celeste- don’t worry. I’ll be gentle.” She said looking up at me, sensing my anxiety. “If you don’t want me to, I won’t,” she was watching my face carefully.

“I do, but,” I said, embarrassed for reasons I didn’t even know. I took a few deep breaths. “I do.” I finally said, with confidence. “I do want you to.”

My hair was neatly trimmed- it was an OC kind of thing for me. I couldn’t stand it not looking right when I wore certain panties. I was so turned on, my clit was poking out a little- bright red and oh so sensitive. She touched me first, watching my face the whole time. Her delicate fingers traced gentle strokes along my lips, then small circular motions on my clit- just barely touching. It was so strange to feel someone else’s fingers there. I was relaxing with each stroke. When she slipped her fingers in my wet pussy and lowered her mouth to my clit, all anxiety left my body. The first caress of her tongue had me seeing stars, in a good way. She had ahold of my hips with both hands as she licked harder and faster. She alternated long, hard licks with fluttery lashes. My head was tilted back, my breath coming faster and faster. I could feel my orgasm building- my legs were already beginning to feel hot and tingly. My feet were buzzing with the energy. I tilted my hips towards her, needing more, wanting more, amazed at how unselfconscious I felt with her hands and mouth all over my naked body.

She took two fingers and began pumping my pussy as she licked hard and fast. I was rocking my hips in time with her, grinding against her, moaning softly. I felt it come up from my toes, moving up my legs like fire. “I’m about to come,” I said breathlessly. She didn’t stop, slow down or anything. The fire was in my thighs then it erupted all over my body as my knees went weak, my back arched off the tile and I moaned “Oh my god,” much more loudly than I think I had ever done in my life. I realized she was holding me up with both her hands, her mouth still on my clit. When she made eye contact and I started to stand on my own, she began licking me again. My knees went totally weak and I slid down the wall.

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A Woman in Hardware Ch. 13

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It was a long weekend coming up. Usually Helen used these periods of relative quiet to catch up on work. She would spend long hours in the office undisturbed by the normal flurry of a regular day. Sue had insisted she take the holiday for a change and had aided a great deal in organizing her affairs so she could. Sue had even arranged it so they arrived home early Friday afternoon so they would have time to make love before the children arrived home from university. Sue had been especially tender in her love and brought her to orgasm with a long slow tonguing which seemed to go on and on before her body had demanded its’ release with body racking spasms which left her in an unusual state of lassitude. As she lay on the bed in Sue’s arms recovering Helen finally, after all the encouragement Jill had given her, asked Sue if she may have Chris. Sue hugged her close and replied “Helen I wanted you to ask and I had hoped you would this weekend so you will have the time to enjoy my lovers’ body as I do. Go get yourself ready for him, I’ll send him along with my blessing as soon as he gets in. Helen I love you but I also fear you; please return him to me.”

Helen hugged Sue close and replied, “Sue it is you he loves as a man loves a woman, it is why he has not touched me even though I have tried to encourage him to do so. Let’s be blunt, he’s excited at the wickedly decadent thought of screwing his mother as I find myself also attracted to the depravity of allowing his body to return to mine. I promise you’ll find him even more attentive to you once he has satisfied his iniquitous cravings to desecrate his mother.”

With a promise to return Chris to her, Helen excitedly left to prepare for her son. She tried on many different styles of clothing, ranging from the demure to the provocative, from formal dress to skimpy lingerie agonizing over what to wear. She looked at the products she had purchased at a pharmacy weeks ago in anticipation of her bodies ravishment by her son. She wondered if she was going too far in her debauchery before she accepted her moral debasement. Stripped she squatted in her bedroom, removing the gelatinous suppository from it foil package, reached between her legs, and shoved it up her ass. She waited with buttocks clenched, the time instructed on the package, doing the squirmy dance, which seemed to help resist the urge to go.

Finally, she relived herself and without wiping, took the other package into the shower with her to slip its spout into her anal cavity and fill herself with the cleaning liquid holding it inside of her the required length of time before allowing it to be spewed onto the shower floor by her spasmodic bowel. Satisfied she had done all she could to be clean internally she soaped up and slid a finger back and forth in her anus rotating it as she did. She repeated this process several times making sure she was clean before she turned her attention to the rest of her body. Helen had decided she wanted to give the only virginity she had left to her son if he were wont to take it. She cleaned the rest of her body saving her hairy pussy for last carefully cleaning every crease and crevice before soaping her fingers heavily and sliding them into her cavity to make sure all was clean. She rinsed thoroughly not wanting to leave behind a soapy residue, which would be unpleasant to the taste or interfere with her natural scent.

Helen exited the shower and using a large towel carefully dried herself then plugged in her hair dryer and after drying her hair fluffed her pussy hairy until all its beauty was prettily displayed. She looked at her various body powders and perfumes before making up her mind as to what she would do. Helen left the bathroom to begin hanging up the clothes she had torn from her drawers and closet in a frenzy of indecision. Standing naked in her bedroom she held each piece against her body before rejecting it and placing it in closet or drawer; finally she was left with nothing and understood her decision had been made she would greet him naked proud of the most beautiful clothing she owned, her skin. She heard a car in the driveway and knew it would be him; she only had a few minutes of waiting left.

She sat on the dresser bench, spread her thighs slightly and fingered her pussy freshening her juices and scent, before taking the probing finger and wiping it behind each ear placing the perfume she had selected. Helen dipped her finger once again in her scent and then dragged the finger down her chest between her two pendulous breasts making sure she smelt strongly of woman. Helen shivered momentarily in anticipation her body aching with need. Then she brought her knees together sweeping them to one side, her gorgeous bottom spread nicely over the bench, her posture straight, the small of her back beautifully arched demonstrating the width of hip as she began to brush her hair. She knew full well the sight of naked womanhood she would present when her son entered her casino siteleri room. Helen had done all she could, she was ready.

Sue had kept faith and the moment Chris had arrived home told him she felt it was time for him to go to his mother. She told him how happy she was with the idea. They each had honored their agreement and she loved his mother, it was time and she had no regrets. Chris had looked deeply into her eyes before leaving her, assuring himself she spoke the truth. Sue went looking for Jill wanting to be held in loving arms, but also because her pussy just plain wanted Jill.

Chris came rushing into his mother’s room only to be confronted with this naked vision of loveliness and a habit of a life time had him back peddling as he tried to apologize for bursting in on her. She turned, this vision, arching her back even more to jut out her breasts as she continued to brush her hair both arms high allowing Chris to see the exquisite beauty sitting before him.

“No, no, son I was sitting here waiting for you, Sue said you’d be along.” Helen said in a voice deepened by recognizable passion. Helen watched and then stood as the change of expressions crossing her son’s face allowed her to read his mind. Helen crossed the floor and stood before him picking a piece of lint off the turtleneck sweater he had worn this day. Then she slid her arms up over his shoulders hooking one arm to pull herself up and in as the other snaked a hand through his hair before pulling his face down to hers, her lips unadorned simply soft, succulent, touching his and fire burned through their bodies. Chris’ arms enfolded her naked body against his fully clad one, lifting, her feet left the ground, one leg lifting, as the kiss continued. Then his face nuzzled her neck, her scent she had left behind, arousing, one of his hands in the small of her back holding her against him, the other fondling her bum. She, arched against him, presented her teats next for nuzzling as he held her high. She was not to be disappointed as he lowered his face further; her hand at the back of his head helped him pillow his face in her feminine voluptuousness, moving his face back and forth for maximum contact. Then his mouth started a series of small kisses, which traversed her mammary flesh leaving her areolas, and nipples for another time, her pussy began to weep, as he settled her back on her feet.

Helen stood proudly sensuously erect her breasts full and lovely to the eye, her body ached with need, as her son began to circle her, admiring her beauty, feeding his lust on the beautiful feminine flesh standing before him. He saw the dimples formed in her flesh just above her rounded buttocks accentuating the beauty of the upper slope of her bum. His cock became so hard it hurt. His body shivered with lust as he moved in behind her slipping his arms beneath hers to clasp her breasts, lifting to feel the soft weight, massaging, to send wonderful messages to her pussy. His mouth trailed a series of kisses which began at her ear followed the long slope of her neck, tasting woman before ending in the hollow of her shoulder, only to be repeated on the other side.

One hand traversed her chest so his right hand clasped her left teat as his left hand began the long descent of her body past her carefully coiffured pussy hair to split the succulent lips of her sex. His balls ached with lust. His finger dipped into her lubricity exposed her arousal, before leaving her sex, abandoned to its own resources, sliding the finger into his mouth to taste her thick viscous exudate, inflaming his already aroused sensuality. His hardness overpowered him and he spilled his seed into his briefs, unable to control the libidinous his mother’s body fertilized in his over heated imagination.

He, with his body, steered her towards her own bed, his turgid hardness undiminished by his first emission, seeking closer contact, to further activate the inflammatory sensations, which consumed them both. In his lust he tried to bend her to the bed, but she would not allow it, resisted his manipulations so she could raise the waist line of his sweater over his head to expose his own succulent flesh to her awaiting mouth. Their mouths laved and loved their enflamed bodies, seeking new erogenous places, to further inspire their iniquitous desires. Helen began to search for the male flesh she had not touched in a sexual manner since before he was born, seeking completion in an act she had not indulged in since he had been conceived. Undoing his belt and sliding his zipper down allowed her to drop his pants to the floor leaving only his briefs, sticky from his own emissions, to be pulled over his hardened cock and added to the pants already on the floor.

Her cunt wept in it need, sending small rivulets down her thighs. She lay back on the bed raising her knees spreading her quivering, glistening, white thighs, allowing her son his first view of his mother’s hairy pussy, open and ready, slot oyna it’s fresh juices shimmering on the swollen, aroused folds, its redolence filling her bedroom with its own message of desire. “Come to mommy, son.” She moaned. He crawled up onto the bed chasing that, which led him like cheesecake to a glutton, for he was a glutton where she was concerned, and his mouth descended to taste for the first time his mother’s carefully freshened exudate. Her rounded buttocks erogenous in their own right, but a tray to serve her carefully prepared meal of sensuality.

Nature caused her to present her most beautiful look, her buttocks spread, her asshole exposed, and just above it the moist beauty of her glistening hairy folds which his tongue explored. He licked, going further and further a field tasting all in his tongue’s path. His tongue was soon running over her asshole as it traversed from bum to clit, sometimes dipping deep in her cunt to bring forth fresh nectar to slather over her entire groin. In a paroxysm of love so intense, he finally drove his tongue deep into her asshole driven wild by her sexuality and his need for everything about her. He wondered, as his tongue explored, why an area which is so maligned by every language on the planet; an area which he had been trained since birth to avoid; and area so disgusting he would be unable to touch in any human being except his three loves. Now, he found it a beautiful addition to the mind numbing sight his mother presented for him. She loved the varying sensations his tongue created basking in her delight, thankful she had had the foresight to under go the discomfort of cleanliness, knowing before the night was out her last vestige of virginity would be lost.

Chris’ body, almost out of control, demanded more and his mouth began to slowly move up Helen’s body. He sucked on her hairy pubic mound, before licking her domed belly as the tongue with kisses slid towards her navel, then probed, causing her stomach muscles to quiver. He explored each new area of her body, not wanting to miss anything, which might bring them further delight. His head bumped into fleshy mounds and for a moment, he stopped to admire his mother’s wonderful teats noticing the large areolas, knowing where Jill had inherited hers. Then his hands pinched her nipples tightly between thumb and forefinger, sending soft, soothing, erotic pain directly to her twat as he pulled her teats high turning them into cones of flesh as he noticed the beads of titty sweat which had been hidden in the under creases of her teats. His tongue flickered out then dragged across a crease tasting the saltiness, her teats still held high, as the tongue once again tasted her creases enjoying the new found moisture. Her nipples ached with passion still gripped tightly and her pussy with help from her stomach muscles rubbed against his abdomen causing her clit to swell as the pleasant sensation of rubbing her twat against his skin filled her mind with ever increasing lust.

Suddenly her nipples were released and one lucky one was engulfed in the warm moist velvet of his suckling mouth while the other found solace in a gentle rolling between a renewed but far gentler thumb and forefinger grip. His mouth continued to suckle as his hand fondled her other breast, sometimes grasping the entire mound as though in amazement of it size and texture, at other times a single finger pad followed the circle of her areolas around its nipple testing its puffiness adding to its arousal with his touch. Helen luxuriated in the sensuality of his movement, stretched her body beneath him presenting as much skin surface as she was able to expose to him. Further inspiring her own lust was the thought that as his mouth moved towards hers his hardened male flesh was coming closer and closer to her own, swollen with passion, feminine flesh. The fantasy of months was moments away to becoming a thrusting heated reality. His mouth slid up her teat and kissed her neck once again. Her teats rubbed against his chest their nipples aching with desire.

Her pussy radar could feel the heat emanating from his blood-engorged shaft and in a final act of pre consummation flooded, her cunt in a swampy slough of mucilaginous slime so superfluous much spilled onto the bed forming an ever expanding stain of moisture below her quivering ass. As his lips touched hers, branding them with fire, her hand forced its way between their bodies grasped his heated hardened cock and centered it in her cunt lips demanding insertion, penetration, consummation. Her screams of lust echoed through the house awakening Sue and Jill from post coital bliss as her body reacted to the smooth insertion of his incestuous prick penetrating her juicy slough, filling her with cock. Her cunt contracting around the male flesh in a series of contractions so tight they sent her into convulsions of orgasm her body shivering and shuttering on the bed beneath him. But it was not enough and as her first orgasms canlı casino siteleri subsided she dropped her feet flat on the bed her knees bent and with stomach and thigh muscles drove her hips upward seeking ever deeper penetration as Chris’ cock filled her with a depraved sense of incestuous love so overwhelming, her body thrust at his without conscious volition.

“Oh mommy’s boy is so big now. Are you going to fuck mommy good? Are you going to make mommy cum and cum?” she asked looking at him through lust hooded eyes. His reply was harder deeper penetration, he felt like he wanted to thrust his entire body up her snatch. She found sensations that exposed the fact that all her hardware was but a pale imitation and the dildo of such huge girth simply an attempt of substitution that she realized failed miserably in light of the wonder of the reality of her son’s thrusting, hardened, flesh. Flesh of her flesh returned to her body in an act so libidinous her pussy sang, vocalizing its’ passion through her vocal cords in and unending song of lust. Her cunt a sea of juice as it welcomed the thrusting cock. Her thighs spread wide forming the saddle, which contained his thrusting body as her own thrust back seeking its reward.

She wanted to be creamed, to feel the warm cream of his love injected into her gapping body, to be filled. Helen felt as though her cunt was sucking on his cock as her body continued the repetitive thrusting milking him for his essence, knowing the shudders of release from passion would also release his creamy goo. Her own sexual tension built on thoughts of the warm spunk soon to fill her. Then it happened, his body convulsing in her arms the wonderful warmth spread in her pussy brought on her own spasmodic orgasms, and the moans of lust they entailed. She felt a moment of disappointment as his flesh withdrew from her but was soon content when she found, with her hands, his head drinking their commingled juices from the well located between her thighs. His tongue dipped in her delight as she held him tenderly to her pussy enjoying the sensation of his drinking tongue in her post coital bliss.

Finally satiated he moved up her body kissing as he went until she found her ear lobe in his mouth, his hand cupping her pussy, his two middle fingers inserted deep in her pussy as the palm of his hand rubbed the hood over her clit which brought a tingly sensation. His fingers rubbed and rubbed against the upper center of her canal seemingly having found a rough spot to carefully smooth. His fingers rubbed as his mouth kissed and sucked traversing ear, neck, and shoulder with a tenderness which evoked a renewed tender passion of her own. Chris tucked one of her soft succulent legs between his thighs his shaft pressed tightly against the leg sometimes humping to reawaken his turgidity. His mouth went to her breast kissing, licking, and sucking, engorging her nipple and retuning the beginnings of lust as his fingers continued to stroke deep in her pussy. She stretched her body beneath his mouth and hand, opening her thighs a little more, arching her back to thrust her breast tighter against his ministering mouth. One hand held his head to her body and the other played with the abandoned teat until its nipple was as excited as the other. His hand continued to stroke, his mouth left her breast to press softly against her lips. Her mouth opened against his and suddenly the kiss became one of passion and fire. His wonderful mouth moved against hers kissing and kissing, the palm of his hand stimulating her clit, causing it to swell.

The fingers continued to stroke, which brought a lassitude to her body as her mind began to concentrate on lips, breast, clit and those soft tender stroking fingers. The tingle in her pussy changed to an ache of desire the fingers stroked and stroked. His mouth returned to her nipple sucking more blood into the already engorged nipple, her hand pinched and pulled at the other. A golden languidness suffused her body as her mind only knew breast, clit and pussy, the sexual intensity increasing almost unbeknownst to her as her mouth sounded her moans of passion. The hand rubbed and rubbed her hips began to respond with movement of their own, her mind focused on clit and cunt. A sensation of heat permeated her body as her blood rose to the surface of her skin flushing it with a rosy hue, adding to her lassitude. Suddenly her body began to orgasm coming almost as a surprise and with it an overwhelming need to pee. Oh God she couldn’t help herself her body spasmodically forced the liquid from her with such force she could hear it hiss, spilling onto her thighs and bed. She began to blush with embarrassment until her son’s lips began a kiss so enflamed she had not felt the like before. “Oh mother!” he cried, “That was so beautiful” She struggled to explain between the kisses her son was raining upon her, why she couldn’t help herself until he realized she thought she had peed. “Mom you didn’t pee you ejaculated. It’s a beautiful clear liquid. See!” His hand went to her thigh wiping the moisture from her skin and brought it to her mouth so she could taste her own ejaculate. It had little taste but it certainly wasn’t urine.

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“Fuck!” David exclaimed as he unpacked our suitcase.

“What’s wrong love?”

“I left the extra blankets at home on the table,” he said with anger still in his voice.

“Don’t worry babe, I’ll keep you warm, besides what’s better than body heat?” I said in a devilish tone.

He cracked a smile and went back to unpacking our things. We had just come from my parents’ house informing them of our relationship. When we told them we were living together, my father nearly had a heart attack and my mom cried profusely. Even though I made my homosexuality known from the time I was 17, they thought it was just a phase.

“Andrew, kids go through these things all the time; not knowing where they belong or what they are. I know you will get through this and start liking girls, ” I remember her saying when I first told her of my personal discovery. “Besides, the girl next door has a crush on you!”

My mom really believed that I would date girls very soon and my obsession with boys would cease and of course it never did. Once I graduated high school, I met David, the love of my life, at a rock concert. A tall, well built Caucasian with beautiful blue eyes, long blond hair, seemingly pierced and tattooed everywhere. He’s very straight acting, hates dance clubs, loves rock and roll.

Since I’m straight acting and love rock as well we seemed to hit it off immediately. We talked about Zepplin, Floyd, and Anne Rice over sushi after the concert. Then, a couple of weeks later we talked about dating. Only a couple of months passed when we finally slept together. Because I was a virgin, I didn’t know casino şirketleri exactly what to do but him being the experienced one guided me through the whole night.


He lay on top of me, his white mixing with my coffee colored skin on the bed sheets. That beautiful cock piercing me with every thrust. Consumed with pleasure, I wrapped my legs around his waist engulfing his tongue with my mouth as he fucked me. He knew from that first moment I was his and his alone; I wouldn’t be going anywhere.


Now a year later here we are going to my late grandfathers cabin in Wisconsin. Until now, I had never brought anyone here because I didn’t have anyone to share it with. Now that David was my life partner, I decided that it was time to use the cabin my Grandfather left me to spend some special time alone.

Lovingly, he caressed my bald head and ran his hand down to the stubble on my chin. “Body heat is better than blankets sweetheart, however, I’m not sure how warm it will keep us in weather that’s twenty degrees below zero.” I melted as his blue eyes met my light browns.

“Oh David, I’m sure we’ll be fine,” as I grabbed his waist and dropped my hands down to his ass.

Later that evening after I finished putting the food in the fridge, I walked behind him and rubbed his shoulders then kissed his neck. He moaned as I left a mark below the heart tattoo to the left of his chin then turned him around to face me. As soon as our eyes met, I kissed him long and hard; his manhood rose as I pulled him closer. I put my arms under his sweater and tickled his side with my fingertips. casino firmaları As he whispered dirty nothings in my ear, my nipples instantly responded.

To add to the spice, I whispered, “let’s test the body heat theory shall we?”

I led him to the bedroom and pushed him on the bed.

“I love it when you’re rough!” he said with a chuckle.

As I pulled the sweater over his head, I stared at his body; his tattoos were glistening with sweat, his nipples so hard they could cut glass. I licked them and played with the rings. His breathing accelerated when I stroked his cock through his pants.

“Shit Andre you are such a tease, don’t make me wait!” he said in a playful tone.

Quickly, I pulled the zipper down and unleashed the most beautiful member I’d ever seen. The head was swollen and purple, the cock piercing shone brightly. Like a porn star, I took it all into my mouth and looked up at him; his eyes were closed, his mouth gaped open. As I made slurping noises, he bucked back and forth into my mouth. I gagged a little and caressed his balls while touching his hole.

Seemingly when I poked him there, he pulled me up and I fell on top of him. I sucked and nibbled on his tongue as he caressed my back through the shirt. In one movement, he rolled on top of me and pulled my sweats down. My cock stood at attention as he traced my navel with his tongue. I ran my fingers through his hair and opened my legs wide. As I felt him circle the tip of my cock, my toes curled.

“Damn David, oh baby…” I breathed as he continued to devour my cock. Getting me ready for penetration, güvenilir casino he licked and sucked my hole leaving his own “lube” there for easier entry.

Now, I wanted him to ram his cock inside and show me no mercy. I put my legs atop his shoulders as he probed my hole some more with his finger. As I heard the sound of the condom wrapper, I braced myself for his sweet violation. He started slow, then asked me if I wanted more.

“Yes, baby!” I said in a whisper.

I looked into his eyes as he penetrated me further. Beads of sweat were forming on his forehead; his hair stuck to his shoulders and chest. The scent of obsession cologne was intoxicating as he leaned down to kiss me. When I begged him to push harder, he politely obliged. Even though I was ready to explode, I wanted us to come in unison.

“Are you almost there baby?” I mouthed as he continued to fuck me.

“Yeah, just a few minutes longer inside of you love…” his voice trailed off then he smiled and kissed me again. I nuzzled his neck as he slowly rode me. The intensity was building so much I clenched my teeth, I knew neither of us could hold on much longer.

“Fuck, Andre!” he yelled, pulled his dick out of me and threw the condom aside. Several shots of his juice landed on my stomach, resembling paint blotches on a wall. I ran my finger through his jizz and licked it off.

Lovingly, I ran my hand through his hair once again; it looked as if he just showered.

“So babe are you convinced that our body heat will keep us warm?” I said trying to catch my breath after our hot romp.

He leaned in closer and licked the drops of sweat from my head. “I’m still a little chilly baby, I think we need to test that theory once again!” he said with a wicked smile.

I smiled back and pulled him on top of me so we could go again.


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Arkadaşımın kocası

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Benim yıllardır çok sıkı dostum, arkadaşım, kardeşten öte bir kız arkadaşım Didem, yeni evlendi. Kocasıyla arkadaşlık ettikleri ve nişanlı oldukları sürece adamı hiç gözüm tutmamıştı. Samimiydik, konuşuyor, geziyorduk, ama hoşuma gitmeyen bir şeyler vardı bu adamda.

Çok yakışıklıydı ve bir o kadar da ahlaksız bir yapısı vardı. Bana bakışlarını yakalıyordum ara sıra… Bacaklarıma, vücuduma istekli istekli, sikecek gibi bakıyordu. Benim baktığımı anlayınca başını başka tarafa çeviriyordu. Arada Didem olmasaydı, o bakışlara başka türlü yanıt verirdim!

Didem havalarda uçuyordu, aşktan bir şey görecek hali yoktu. Her fırsatta öpüşüyorlar, koklaşıyorlar, sevişiyorlardı. Üstü kapalı uyarmaya çalıştım, ama Didem dinlemedi, o adamla evlendi…

Balayı falan derken evleneli bir ayı geçti. Didem’in ısrarlarına dayanamayarak, bir akşam yemeği için evlerine gittim. Üçümüz, yeni ev kadını Didem’in hazırladığı yemekleri yedik, hediye götürdüğüm güzel şarabı açıp içtik. Sohbet ettik. Her şey güzeldi, yemek, şarap, sohbet…

Benim güzel arkadaşım mutluluk sarhoşuydu zaten. Kocasının ağzının içine bakıyordu. Balayını anlattılar. Oteli, denizi, havuzu falan. Hatta, kocası bir ara içeriye gittiğinde, Didem üstü kapalı olarak, kocasının harika seviştiğini, yatakta kendisini çok mutlu ettiğini bile anlattı.

Gece yarısına doğru kalkmak istediğimde, ikisi birden beni evime bırakmak için ısrar ettiler. Ben, gerek olmadığını, taksiyle gideceğimi söyledim. Tam bunun tartışmasını yaparken Didem ağırlaşmaya, bayılır gibi kendinden geçmeye başladı. Ben hemen,

“Ne oldu Didem? Neyin var?” diye ayıltmaya çalıştım. Kocasından kolonya istedim, getirdiği kolonyayı alnına, boynuna sürüyordum. Didem halen kendinde değildi, yere halının üzerine serilip kalmıştı. Kaldıramıyordum. Telefona davranıp 112’yi aramaya çalıştığımda, kocası tutup telefonu elimden aldı ve

“Merak etme, bir şeyi yok. Uyuyor sadece…” dedi. Gözlerinde acaip pırıltılar dolaşıyordu.

“Nasıl yani? Nasıl uyumak bu?” diye olayı anlamaya çalışırken, kafama dank etti. Adamın gözlerindeki parıltılar anlatıyordu her şeyi.

“Uyku ilacı verdim uyuması için! Seninle yalnız kalamıyoruz hiç… Uyursa yalnız kalırız diye düşündüm!” dedi.

Şeytanca yakışıklı yüzünde, yine şeytanca bir sırıtış vardı. Anlamıştım olayı, karısını uyutup beni sikecekti… Üstüme gelmeye başladı. Tam bana sarılmak isterken buna bir tokat patlattım ve

“Seni şerefsiz! Nasıl düşünürsün bunu?” diye bağırıp kapıya fırladım.

Ama nafile, kapı kilitliydi. Açamayınca arkamı döndüm. Yavaşça üzerime geliyordu. Sıyrılıp balkon kapısına koştum. O da aynı şekilde kilitliydi. Sanki açılacakmış gibi kapı kolunu zorlayıp açmaya çalıştım. Tekrar dış kapıya aynı şekilde yüklendim. Yok, açılmıyordu.

Çaresizce döndüm, üstüme geliyordu. Yana kaçtım, kollarını açıp üstüme geldi. Kaçacak yerim kalmamıştı. Sırtım duvara dayanmıştı. Ellerini iki yanımdan duvara dayadı, kollarının arasında hapsetti. O yakışıklı, kirli sakallı suratı bir santim burnumun dibindeydi şimdi. Korkuyordum,

“Yapma! Nasıl böyle bir şey yaparsın? Karının en yakın arkadaşıyım ben! Yeni evlisin, neden böyle bir şeye gerek duyuyorsun?” diye bağırıyordum yüksek sesle. Koca eliyle ağzımı kapadı,

“Bağırma canım! Bağırırsan hem sen, hem ben, hem arkadaşın rezil oluruz mahalleye! İster misin böyle bir duruma düşmeyi?” dedi. Başımı iki yana salladım. Elbette yapamazdım bunu.

“Seni seviyorum canım! İlk gördüğüm andan beri seni istiyorum. Öyle güzel, öyle seksisin ki… Güzelliğin, giydiğin seksi giysiler bitiriyor beni! Delirtiyorsun! Hadi, zorluk çıkartma, sen de zevk alacaksın, inan!” diye fısıldıyor, ılık nefesi kulak memelerimde, boynumda dolaşıyordu.

Tüm bedeniyle yaslanmıştı bana. Kasıklarımda onun kalkmış erkekliğinin sertliğini hissediyor, bu da alarm zilleri çaldırıyordu beynimin içinde. Elini ağzımdan çekti. Yalvarmayı denedim,

“Sakın aklından bile geçirme! Bırak gideyim, şerefsiz! Nasıl bunu düşünürsün? Kız oğlan kızım ben. Hem sen… Sen yeni evlisin! Karın yetmiyor mu sana? Bırak beni!” dedim, ama nafile.

Çırpındım, tekme vurmaya, kollarından kurtulmaya çalıştım. Umurunda bile değildi. Gözleri vahşi vahşi parlıyordu. Kafaya koymuştu, bugün, bu gece beni becerecekti bu adam. O vahşi ışıltıları görünce anladım. Kızlığımı kaybedecektim bu gece! Yine de kurtulmayı denedim. Ama olmadı.

Saçlarımdan kavrayıp dudaklarıma yapıştı. Başımı çevirdim, bir tokat yedim aniden. Sarsıldım. Tutup yere yatırdı beni. Sağa sola kıvrılıyor, üstümden atmaya çalışıyordum. Minyon tipli, 60 kilo bir kızın ne kadar kuvveti olabilir ki? İri yarı erkek ağırlığının altında eziliyordum.

İki elimi tek eliyle tutmuş, halıya bastırmıştı. Bacaklarıyla bacaklarımı hapsetmiş, kıpırdamama izin vermiyordu. Didem, benim güzel arkadaşım, yanı başımızda kendinden geçmiş, baygın yatıyordu. Ona seslenmeyi denedim, ne faydası olacaksa?

“Didem, nolur kendine gel! Didem! Kurtar beni!” dedim. Ama Didem’in ruhu bile duymuyordu. Kocası ise yanı başında beni yere yatırmış, sikmek üzereydi…

Nefesim kesilmiş, gücüm kalmamıştı bu hayvanın altında. Kendimi bıraktım, mücadele edecek halim kalmamıştı. Baskıyı hafifletti. Bluzumun yakasından tutup aşağıya çekti, yırtarak çıkardı. Sütyenimin askılarını kopardı, fırlatıp attı.

Boğuşmanın etkisiyle nefes nefese kalmıştım, göğsüm aşağı yukarı inip kalkıyordu. Belden yukarım çıplak, gözlerinin önündeydim. O da bir an durup hayranlıkla seyretti memelerimi,

“Ohhh! Canım benim! Çok güzelsin! Harikasın!” diye soludu. Sonra eğilip öpmeye başladı. Dudakları sıcak sıcak, memelerimde, uçlarında dolaşıyordu.

Sol eliyle ellerimi bastırırken, sağ elini aşağıya okşayarak indirdi. Eli, çıplak bacaklarımı okşaya okşaya, boğuşurken sıyrılan eteğimin altına girdi. Bacaklarımın içlerini okşayarak yukarı çıktı. Külodumu avuçladı. İrkildim. Ama hareket edemedim. Ağlıyordum.

“Bırak! Lütfen bırak beni! Dokunma bana! Zarar verme!” diye yalvarıyordum.

Dinlemedi beni. Elleri okşamaya devam etti. Şimdi hazineme ulaşmıştı parmakları. En kıymetli hazinemi, evet, amımı okşamaya başlamıştı parmakları. Ve o anda dehşetle bir olayın farkına vardım: Zevk alıyordum!

Arkadaşımın kocası, resim ?3
Evet. Her yandan ateş altındaydım. Dudakları memelerimin uçlarındaydı. Islak dili memelerimde, kabarmış meme uçlarımda dolaşıyordu durmadan. Etli dudaklarının arasına hapsediyor, diliyle okşuyordu meme uçlarımı.

Ya parmakları? Çıplak amımı, klitorisimi okşayan o parmaklar. Dakikalar boyu sürüyordu bu durum. Kasıklarımda bir ateş, bir yangın başlamıştı artık. Ve o yangın gittikçe büyüyor, tüm vücuduma yayılıyordu.

Islandığımı hissediyordum. İçimden sular akıyordu sanki. İnanamıyordum buna. En yakın arkadaşım yanı başımda baygın yatıyor, kocası ise her yerimi okşuyor, öpüyor, emiyor, beni zevkten kıvrandırıyordu. Duygularımı anlatamam. Korku, dehşet, heyecan, zevk, utanma, vicdan azabı.

Hayvan herif her tarafımı okşayıp yalarken, ben içimden kendi kendime konuşuyor, telkin etmeye çalışıyordum, (Tamam, sen bir kadınsın. Bu hayvanın okşamalarından zevk alabilirsin, ama kendini kaptırma. Geçecek bu. Şeytanın seni alt etmesine izin verme. Hayır!) diye.

Elimde olmadan ağzımdan, “Ihhh…” diye bir inilti koptu. Ve o da anlamıştı zevk aldığımı. Parmağını amımdan çekti, ıslanmıştı parmakları, ışıkta amımın sularıyla parlıyordu. Parmağını kokladı, yaladı bana bakarken.

“Görüyor musun aşkım, nasıl zevk alıyorsun! Nasıl ıslanmış amcığın! Hadi bırak kendini bana, zevkine var!” diyordu.

Sonunda dediği gibi yenildim, kendimi bıraktım ben de… Elini eteğimin kopçasına getirip kopardı. Eteği sıyırıp bacaklarımdan çıkardı. Minicik pembe külodumla kalmıştım. Hemen arkadan koparırcasına onu da çıkardı. Çırılçıplaktım şimdi.

Utançla ellerimi apış arama götürdüm, hazinemi saklamaya çalıştım. Gülümseyerek yavaşça elimi tuttu, kenara çekti. Hayran gözlerle bakıyordu amıma. Yeni ağda yapmıştım.

Amımı bir süre seyretti, sonra eğildi, öptü. Elimde olmadan yine, “Ooohhh…” diye inledim. Kapalı tutmaya çalıştığım bacaklarımı araladım yine elimde olmadan…
Ve ağzı, benim göz değmemiş, el sürülmemiş amıma kapandı. Islak dilini hissettim amımda…

Ne oluyordu bana böyle? Nasıl bir zevkti bu? Hele dilinin ucunu klitorisimde hissettiğimde mahvoldum. Beynimde şimşekler çakıyordu sanki. İki elimi halının tüylerine geçirmiş, kasılmış parmaklarımla yoluyordum zevkten…

Fakat yine de ona katılmıyor, zevkini arttırmamaya çalışıyordum. Ama ne kadar saklayabilirdim aldığım korkunç zevki? Gözünü benden ayırmadan yalıyordu amımı. İçimden akan sular, zevkten kızaran yüzüm, kısılan gözlerim her şeyi anlatıyordu ona…

Sonunda yalamayı bırakıp kalktı. Aceleyle üstünde ne varsa çıkarıp attı. Şimdi aralık bacaklarımın arasında, heykelsi, kaslı, sportmen vücuduyla dizlerinin üstünde duruyordu.

Az önce kasıklarıma bastırdığı sertlik serbest kalmış, yarağı havaya dikilmişti mızrak gibi. Muhteşem bir yarağı vardı. Biçimli, damarları kabarmış, geniş şapkalı bir şey…

Dizlerinin üzerinde yanaşıp o yarağı ağzıma yaklaştırdı. Ne istediğini anlamıştım, başımı diğer yana çevirdim. Saçımdan tutup kavradı. Can acısıyla istediğini yaptırıyordu bana. Ağzıma dayadı yarağını. Ağzım sımsıkı kapalıydı. Diğer eliyle çenemi tutup sıktı. Acıyla açılan ağzıma taş gibi olmuş yarağını sokuverdi…

Çaresizdim. En ufak hareketimde saçlarımdan asılıp canımı yakıyordu. İstediğini yaptım ben de, yarağını yaladım, emdim. Zorlukla ağzıma sığan yarağını vantuz gibi emiyordum artık. Porno videolarda seyredip mastürbasyon yaptığım oral sahnelerindeki kadınlardan farkım yoktu şimdi.

Aklımda o videolardan ne kaldıysa, ağzımla, dilimle hepsini yaptım yarağına. O ise başını arkaya atmış, iki eliyle saçlarımdan kavramış, yarağını ağzıma sokup çıkarıyor, sonra yalamamı bekliyordu. Ben de yalıyordum boylu boyunca. Yaladım, yaladım…

O kadar yalamama rağmen neden boşalmıyordu bu hayvan? Yoksa planını önceden yapmış, karısına uyku hapı, kendine geciktirici falan mı almıştı sapık herif? Herhalde öyle olmalıydı. Dakikalarca yaladığım halde, zevkten böğürüyor fakat boşalmıyordu bir türlü…

Sonra bıraktı yalatmayı… Bacaklarımın arasına girdi tekrar. Tükürüklerimden ıslanmış yarağını, benim zevk sularımla ıslanmış amıma sürttü. Eliyle tutup boydan boya gezdirdi ıslaklığımda. Klitorisime baskı yaptığında kıvrandım.

“Yapma… Bana bu kötülüğü yapma! Kızım ben. Bekaretime zarar verme. Bırak ağzımla boşaltayım seni!” diye inledim tekrar.

“Çok güzel yalıyorsun tatlım. Müthiş oral yapıyorsun. Ama merak etme aşkım, seni öyle seveceğim ki, kendin yalvaracaksın içime gir diye!” dedi.

Öyle de oldu… İçime girmeden üzerime abandı. Kasıklarıma yaslanan yarağını ayırmadan dudaklarıma yumuldu. Etli dudaklarıyla dudaklarımı emmeye başladı. Eli bir mememi avuçlayıp sıkarken, dilinin ucuyla dudaklarımı okşuyordu bir yandan da.

Nefes alabilmek için dudaklarımı araladığımda içime girdi o dil. Dilimi okşuyordu. Kendimden geçiyor, bayılacak gibi oluyordum. Nefes alamıyordum. O geniş kaslı göğüslerinin altında eziliyordu memelerim…

Namussuz adam, öyle güzel öpüyordu ki, öyle güzel sevişiyordu ki, her yerime ayrı ayrı aynı anda zevk yıldırımları salıyordu sanki. Dayanamıyordum artık. Kasmaya çalıştığım bacaklarım, kendiliğinden sonuna kadar ayrılmıştı şimdi. Ve o açılan bacaklarımın arasında kıpırdayıp duruyordu yarağı.

Hayvani yarağının sert başının amımın girişini zorlamaya başladığını hissediyor, içime girebilmesi için kalçalarımı oynatıyordum. O ise hiç acele etmiyordu.

Beni zevkten zevke sürüklerken, memelerimle, dudaklarımla haince oyalanırken, hiç aldırış etmeden, sertliğinden bir şey kaybetmeden öylece bacaklarımın arasında duruyordu…

Zevk sularımın taştığını, arkamdan halıya süzüldüğünü hissediyordum. Sonunda dediği oldu. Yalvardım,

“Hadi, gir içime artık! Bitsin bu işkence! Sok şunu içime namussuz!” diye. Gülümsedi dudaklarımın içinde,

“Emin misin? İstiyor musun gerçekten?” diye sordu. Haykırdım,

“Evet! Oh… Evet, istiyorum piç herif, istiyorum! Sikini istiyorum. Bekaret falan umurumda değil. Ne yapacaksan yap, bitir şunu, bitir işimi, dayanamıyorum artık! Sok şu sikini içime…” diye.

Ve doğruldu. Bacaklarımın arasında yerleşti iyice. Gözlerini gözlerimden ayırmadan kalçalarını bastırdı içime doğru. Yarağının başının amımın girişini zorladığını hissettim. Girdi. O kadar ıslanmıştım ki, kaydı içime yavaşça. Başı girdi. Durdu. Gözlerime bakıyordu. Bense heyecanla, titreyerek bekliyordum onu…

Ve tüm kalınlığıyla bastırıverdi içime. Bir sızı duydum içimde. Kollarımı boynuna sardım. “Ahhhh!” diye inledim.

Acının bitmesini bekledim. O da bekledi. Sonra hareket etti. Yavaş yavaş. Soktu. Çıkardı. Soktu. Çıkardı. Hızlandı. Hızlandı.

Zevk suları fışkırıyordu bacaklarımın arasından. İnanılmazdı hissettiklerim. Böyle bir zevk olamazdı. Resmen çığlık atıyordum zevkten. Zirveden zirveye uçuruyordu beni hayvan… Aygır…

En sonunda boşaldı içime. Döllerinin sıcaklığını rahmimin derinliklerinde hissedince ben de delirdim. Tırnaklarımı sırtına, dişlerimi omuzuna geçirip, haykırdım, haykırdım, haykırdım…

Kasılmalarımız bitince üstümden yuvarlandı yanıma. Sırtüstü uzandı. Yan dönüp başımı onun inip kalkan göğsüne koydum. Kalbinin çılgın bir tempoyla atan gümbürtüsünü duyuyordum.

Ellerimle, dümdüz, sert karnını okşadım. Bacağımın biriyle, onun sert, erkek kaslı bacaklarını sardım. Halen zevk alan amımı, onun kıllı, sert bacağına dayadım. Bastırdım. Amımda bacağının sıcaklığını, sertliğini duyuyor, zevkten kasılıyordum.

Bir süre böyle kaldık. Dinlendik. Sonra kalktı. Beni de elimden tutup kaldırdı. Zavallı Didem, halen baygın vaziyette uyuyordu halının üzerinde. Eğilip yerde yatan arkadaşımın omuzlarından tuttu, bana baktı, ben de ayaklarından tuttum, kaldırıp koltuğa yatırdık. İçeriden örtü getirip üzerine örttü. Dudaklarını sevgiyle öpüp, başının altına bir yastık koydu.

Ben koltuğun kenarında ayakta durmuş onu izliyordum. İçimi bir kıskançlık duygusu kavurdu birden…

Dolan, bulutlanan gözlerime baktı, anlamıştı hissettiklerimi. Gülümseyerek kalkıp geldi, beni kucakladı. Çırılçıplak birbirimize sarıldık. Ateşli ateşli öptü dudaklarımı,

“Söylemiştim sana aşkım… Karımı sevdiğim kadar seni de seviyorum. Merak etme, ikinize de yetecek gücüm var benim!” dedi.

Ve o güçlü kollarıyla kucaklayıp, kuş gibi kaldırdı beni. Banyoda bacaklarımdan akan dölleri, kanı temizledi özenle. Yıkadı beni. Ben de onu. Sonra yine kucaklayıp üzerimizdeki akan su damlalarıyla, çırılçıplak yatak odasına götürdü. Yatağa yatırdı nazikçe. Sonra üstüme geldi.

Seviştik. Saatlerce… Sabaha kadar…

Aklımda sadece o an vardı. Hiç bir şeyi umarsamıyordum. Bekaretim… Namusum… Didem… Geleceğimiz… Hiç biri…

Umursadığım tek bir şey vardı: Erkeğim!

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Bu anlatacaklarım üniversite son sınıfta Erasmus öğrenci değişimi programıyla gittiğim İtalya’da başıma geldi. Bundan tam 1 bucuk yıl önce öğrenci değişimi programıyla İtalya’nın Floransa kentine gittim. Sıcak kanlı biri olduğumdan kısa zamanda pek çok arkadaş edindim. Bunların arasında gay olduğundan emin olduğum iki kişi de vardı. Bunlardan biri Benito diğeri de benim gibi Erasmus programıyla Yunanistan’dan gelen Yannis. Yannis ve Benito ilk günden itibaren birbirleriyle çok yakın arkadaş olmuşlar ben onların biraz daha uzağında kalmıştım. İkisi de cinsel tercihlerini rahatça açıklayabildikleri için birbirleriyle güzel zaman geçirip eğleniyorlardı. Bir akşam eğlenmek için beni de çağırdılar. genelde gaylerin takıldıkları kulüplere gitmelerine rağmen benim için sorun olmayacağını bildikleri için beni de davet etmişlerdi. Büyük ihtimalle beni beğeniyorlardı. Daveti kabul ederek anlaştığımız yerde onlarla buluştum. Benito’nun çocukluk arkadaşı Monica’nın da bize katılmasıyla güzel bir gece kulübüne gitmek için yola koyulduk. Monica 170 boylarından kavruk tenli dolgun kalçalı ve iri memeli Akdeniz tipi hoş bi kızdı. Benito ve Yannis de 180in üzerine boyu olan esmer sevimli iki gençti. Yannis genelde kirli sakal gezen mavi gözlü kıllı bi gençken Benito kalın dudaklarını ortaya çıkaran tıraşından asla vazgeçmeyen kısa siyah saçlı atletik yapılı hoş bir gençti. Hep beraber Floransa’nın en iyi kulüplerinden birine gittik ve eğlenmeye başladık. Yannis ve Benito çılgınlar gibi öpüşüp dans ederken ben de Monica ile eğlencenin dibine vuruyordum. Alkolle birlikte Monica gözümde daha da seksileşiyor ve onunla ilgili fanteziler kuruyordum. Bunun farkında olan Monica beni daha da ateşlendirmek için elinden geleni yapıyordu. Gecenin ilerleyen saatlerinde Benito hepimizi yalnız yaşadığı evine davet etti. Pansiyon tipi bir yerde kaldığım için Monica’yla daha rahat edeceğimizi düşünerek daveti kabul ettim. Hep beraber onun evine gittik. Benito ve Yannis odalarına çekildiler biz de Monica Antredeki koltukta sevişmeye başladık. Stüdyo daire olduğu için yalnızca tek bir oda vardı. O nedenle antrede sevimek zorundaydım. Alkolün de etkisiyle hareketlerimiz ağır ve ateşliydi. Monica’nın ateşli dudaklarını ısırarak öpüyor boynunu iri memelerinin çatalına doğru emiyordum. Üzerinde zaten dar ve kısa olan her giysiyi yavaşça çıkarıyor anın tadını çıkarıyordum. Bu esnada Benito birkaç kez odasından çıkarak bizim bulunduğumuz kanepenin önünden çırılçıplak geçip banyoya gidiyor birşeyler alıp geri dönüyordu. Bu esnada Monica hiç bir tepki vermediği için biz de işimize devam ediyorduk. Üstümüzdeki her parça giysiyi itinayla çıkardıktan sonra Monica’nın son giysisi olan siyah tangayı da itinayla çıkarınca ikimiz de çırılçıplak kalmıştık. Monica’nın henüz epilasyon yapılmış bembeyaz amcığı hiç sikilmemiş gibi daracık duruyordu. Bacaklarını ayırarak bu pembe amcığı yalamak için sabırsızlanıyordum bu yüzden hiç vakit kaybetmeden kafamı bacak arasına gömerek Monica’yı dilimle sikmeye başladım. Bir süre sonra Monica saçlarımdan çekerek kafamı kaldırdı ve kulağıma “fuck my tiny pussy” dedi. Bu laf beni çıldırtmıştı ve iyice heybetlenmiş olan yarrağımı tam onun daracık amcığına sokucaktım ki panikle prezervatif almamı söyledi. O an yanımda hiç prezervatif olmadığını farkederek ayağa kalktım ve çareyi Benito’dan istemekte buldum. Odaya girdiğimde Benito Yannis’i domaltmış aşırı kıllı götünü pompalayarak sikiyordu. Esmer kaslı vücuduyla pasifliğe daha uygun olmasına rağmen bu erkeksi yunan gencini at gibi sikiyordu. Kalkık sikimle odalarına girmem onları bi an duraksatsa da durumdan rahatsız değildiler. Benito bana prezervatifin yerini anlatırken, Yannis yediği yarrağın hazzıyla inliyordu. Odanın içi lateks kokusuna karışmış döl ve göt kokuyordu. Gördüklerim beni iyice azdırmış olacakki Monica’nın amını parçalar gibi sikmeye başlamıştım. Üzerine bütün ağırlığımı vererek sert bi şekilde sikiyordum. Bu onu daha da bağırtıyor ve çıldırtıyordu. Tüm bedenim onun bedenine sürtüyor ve dişleri boynumu ve omzumu morartıyordu. Ben bu şekilde devam ederken Benito ve Yannis ellerinde bir şişe ucuz şampanya ile odadan çıktı ve size katılabilir miyiz diye sordu. Bi an duraksadım ve tabi dedim. Benito bir taraftan şampanyayı patlatırken lutfen devam et diyerek devam etmemi istedi. Aynı zevk ve iştahla Monica’nın üzerinde gitgellere devam ediyordum. O esnada Yannis Benito’nun patlattığı şampanyanın köpüğünün sırtımdan aşağı döktü ve sırtımı kuyruk sokumuma kadar yaladı. Bu benim daha da azmamı sağladı. İki kadeh doldurarak bizi izlemeye başlamışlardı. Yannis Benito’yu kucağına almış şampanyasını yudumlarken bizi izliyordu. Benito da götünü Yannis’in kıllı yarağına yerleştirmiş bi şekilde şampanya yudumluyordu. Daha çok zevkle izlemelerii için pozisyon değiştirerek alta ben gectim ve Monica’yı kucağımda zıplatmaya başladım. Koca memeleri zıpladıkça hareket ediyordu. Bunu gören Yannis şampanyasını Monica’nın memelerinin arasına döküp içmeye başladı. Benito da 19cmlik sikini kaldırmış 31 cekiyordu. Monica’yı kucağıma alarak ayakta sikmeye devam ettim ve bi süre sonra siki kalkmış olan Benito’nun kucağına bıraktım. Azılı bir gay olan Benito uzun zamandır am sikmemiş olmasına rağmen zevk aldığı her halinden belliydi. Bu esnada ben de Yannis e dönerek yarrağımı yalamasını istedim. Prezervatifi ağzıyla bir çırpıda çıkaran Yannis sikimi somurmaya başladı. Daha fazla dayanamıcağımı anladım ve bırakmasını söyledim. Henüz boşalmak istemiyordum. Monica da halinden memnun Benito’nun am yüzü görmemiş 19cmliğinde zıplıyordu. Yannis e domalmasını söyledim ve o kıllı göte bir çırpıda girdim. Etli götüne şaplaklar atarak bir süre siktim. Bir süre sonra boşalacağımı anladım o esnada Monica orgazma ulaşmıştı. Yannis’in içinden çıkarak Monica’nın üzerine boşaldım. Bu sefer izleme sırası bizdeydi. Kadehlerimiz elimize aldık ve bir süre Yannis ve Benito’nun 69unu izledik. Kısa bi süre sonra boşaldılar. Alkolün ve seksin verdiği yorgunlukla olduğumuz yerde sızdık….

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A Weekend of Discoveries

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“Should we leave the windows open tonight?” Nikki asked me. “I love the fresh air.”

“Yea, let’s do that. It shouldn’t get too cold tonight.” I replied.

“Oh, don’t worry. If you get cold, I’ll warm you up.” Nikki replied with a sly grin on her face.

“And I love the ways you do that.” I replied as I pulled my wife into a big hug and kissed her passionately.

We lived in the foothills of the Rockies where we had a fabulous view of the mountains from our living room, and a view of the valley below from the master bedroom of our second floor apartment. The seasonal changes from spring to summer had brought warmer days, and nights that were crisp but not cold. We could finally open the windows and let the gentle breezes remove the stale air which had been kept inside all winter. We also left all the inside doors open to the rooms, so the air could flow through the apartment. We didn’t consider it a problem leaving our bedroom door open at night since it was only the two of us living there.

Nikki and I were married two years ago, right after we graduated from college. She had a degree in nursing and now worked at the local hospital. I had a degree in computer science, focused on security issues. Using my computer skills I lived the saying: ‘It takes a hacker to stop a hacker.’ I was employed by a cyber security firm and worked remotely. My home office was in our guest bedroom. This setup wasn’t usually a problem as we seldom had overnight guests staying with us.

“We should get outside this weekend.” Nikki said as she turned down the bed and stripped out of what clothes she wore. Our usual attire at home, when it was just the two of us, was simply a t-shirt and underwear; cotton boxers for me and low-rise hipster panties for Nikki. We always slept in the nude.

Stripping off my clothes, I turned off the bedroom light, and joined Nikki in bed. The large open window had a great view at night of the lights of the city in the valley to the east. Our apartment was situated on a hillside in a way that no one could see in our bedroom window. We could enjoy the view, without risking that anyone could see us. A nearly full moon was just beginning to rise above the horizon.

“Outside?” I responded to my wife. “Should we go hiking Saturday or do you prefer camping overnight?”

“The moon should be full this weekend. You know I love to go camping with a full moon.” Nikki replied in a sultry voice as she snuggled next to me.

Our sex life was very good, but there was something about camping outside in nature, under a full moon, that really lit a sexual fire in Nikki. On such camping trips, we often had wild sex three or four times each night.

“Camping it is!” I said enthusiastically.

We were laying on our sides, hugging each other as we spoke and kissed. The thought of camping, and the accompanying sex I anticipated, had my cock growing and throbbing.

“I can feel your eagerness.” Nikki said as she felt my cock pressed against her stomach. She rolled on top of me.

“I am. Ready for a late night snack?” I whispered in her ear.

The phrase ‘late night snack’ was our euphemism for ’69’ oral sex, our usual form of sexual foreplay. I loved eating her pussy and I loved the way she sucked my cock. We always perform oral on each other until she had at least one, if not two, orgasms. Then I knew she was ready for actual intercourse.

I should mention that most of our sexual activities were done with her on top in the dominant position. ’69’ was done with her on top. Intercourse was almost always her on top, cowgirl style. There were two reasons for this. First, Nikki was quite petite, only 5’2″ and barely 105 pounds. She had a tiny frame; a 33 B-cup chest, 24 inch waist, and 34 inch hips. Her blonde hair, blue eyes, and tremendous smile made an excitingly attractive package. The second reason was that she was sexually aggressive and often took the lead in all things sexual. This was somewhat different from her public personality which was very pragmatic and cautious while always remaining very friendly. She may have been quiet in public, but she was a firecracker in the bedroom, or wherever we were having sex.

And I am also on the small size. I am only 5’7″ and 140 pounds of lean muscle. I worked out daily to maintain low body fat. Nikki and I were both very athletic, which made for some incredible sex.

Without verbally answering my question, Nikki had rotated on top of me into a ’69’ position. She began licking and sucking my cock while caressing my shaved balls with one hand. She had lowered her silky smooth pussy down upon my face, my tongue easily slid into her, between her wet lower lips. The more I licked her pussy, the more she sucked my cock.

We went at it orally for perhaps half an hour. She had four orgasms. Her fluids flooded my mouth and covered my face. I had come very near orgasm more than once. But Nikki could tell when I was close and simple backed off while squeezing the base of my cock to lessen my casino oyna arousal. She knew how to prolong our sexual enjoyment.

Nikki rose off of me, rotated to face me. She was kneeling over me with my waist between her knees. When she lower herself down on my cock, it was rock hard and ready to burst. I loved the feeling of her hot wet pussy snugly wrapped around my aching cock.

“Damn!” I exclaimed. “It feels so fucking good.”

“Did you expect something less?” she asked in a sarcastic voice.

She then started to ride me, using long slow strokes which became faster and faster. She knew what felt best for her, and felt really great for me as well.

It only took a few minutes of her quickly riding me to trigger our mutual orgasms. We screamed in unison. I exploded inside her and jetted stream after stream of my hot sticky cum deep within her. She continued to scream in pleasure as a massive orgasm ripped through her body, causing her body to shake while her pussy tightly clenched my cock.

After a few minutes of experiencing a powerful orgasm, Nikki collapsed on top of me. I could feel our combined fluids leaking out of her pussy and down upon my thighs. Our bed would be wet tonight.

We kissed lovingly for a short while. Then I was deep asleep.

– – – – –

The next day, Friday, after Nikki got home from work at the hospital, we had a light dinner, we got comfortable (t-shirts and underwear), and we sat on the sofa watching movies and drinking beer. The work week was over and we looked forward to our over-night camping trip the next day.

Suddenly there was a loud banging on our front door and a female voice was screaming;

“Nikki! Nikki! Let me in! Please! Let me in!”

We immediately recognized Jenny’s voice, Nikki’s younger sister. I ran to the door, opened it, and Jenny rushed into the room and into Nikki’s arms. She was crying hysterically.

“What am I to do? Help me! Help me!” Jenny begged through her tears.

“What’s happened? Tell me.” Nikki tried to console her sister. Then with a stern voice she added; “What’s Brad done now?”

Nikki helped Jenny over to the sofa and told me to get a glass of water and some tissues.

Jenny was 18 months younger than Nikki, although they looked very similar. Both were petite with a slender stature. Both had shoulder length blonde hair and blue eyes. I could tell them apart by Nikki’s wavy hair while Jenny’s was more curly. Otherwise they could easily pass for identical twins.

The sisters had been very close to each other in high school, even though they were two grade levels apart. After high school, their paths in life had been somewhat different. Nikki went straight through college, got her bachelor’s degree, got married, and went to work as a nurse. Jenny, on the other hand, had been in and out of college. Now she was back in college, also studying nursing, but was four years behind Nikki. She had just finished her sophomore year. We didn’t see her very often, though the sister’s talked by phone at least once a week.

Brad had been Jenny’s boyfriend for about a year. Neither Nikki or I liked Brad, and Jenny was well aware of that. We thought Brad mistreated Jenny and disrespected her. But she loved him, and thought that he loved her. She had moved in with him at the beginning of the previous semester, something Nikki and I had argued against. Jenny did it anyway, causing some friction between the otherwise close sisters. If Jenny was in physical or emotional pain, Nikki and I both knew that Brad was likely the reason.

I returned to the living room and set the water and tissues on the table in front of Nikki, who was still holding her sister. I sat in a side chair and listened. Nikki got Jenny to stop crying and she begin to explain what had happened.

“He threw me out! That bastard! He threw me out!” Jenny said in an angry voice while still fighting back her tears.

“Really? What happened?” Nikki asked.

“He found a new girlfriend with bigger boobs! That bastard! He wanted bigger tits. Why do guys always want girls with big tits?” Jenny asked in a way to challenge all men. I stayed quiet and inconspicuous. Nikki came to the rescue of mankind, or at least some decent men.

“Not all men are bastards. Yes, some, like Brad, are no good. But most men are more interested in your heart and mind and not how big your tits are. Mike is an excellent example.” Nikki told her sister, trying to console her, while waving a hand at me.

“He just threw me out! What am I to do? What can I do?” Jenny pleaded with us.

“You can stay here with us.” I offered some support.

Nikki looked at me and smiled. I could tell that she was pleased that I offered to help her sister.

“Yes, you can stay here with us for now.” Nikki continued. “Later we will help you get settled in your own place before school resumes in the fall. For now, the sooner you forget Brad, the better.”

“You can stay in our guest room.” I added. “We’ll slot oyna figure out what to do with my computer workstation before Monday.”

Nikki glared at me. I supposed this was not the best time to be discussing my stuff. We needed to be focused on Jenny’s needs.

Jenny had become quiet. She was tired, her energy spent by all the emotions of the day. She continued to sob quietly. Nikki continued to console her. A few minutes later, Nikki was helping Jenny to the guest bedroom. I put on some jeans and shoes and brought in some of Jenny’s stuff from her car, primarily two suitcases that contained most of her clothes. By the time I got back to into our apartment, Jenny was asleep in bed.

“She’s exhausted. Let her sleep.” Nikki told me as she guided me back towards our bedroom.

The emotions of the evening’s events had taken a toll on all of us. There would be no sex tonight for Nikki and me.

“We’ll deal with this tomorrow.” Nikki said. “Let’s all get some sleep tonight.”

We cuddled in each other’s arms and fell asleep.

– – – – –

Saturday morning I awoke with Nikki giving me tender kisses while her hand was stroking my cock.

“I suppose that we’re not going camping, so I thought a morning quickie would be next best.” She seductively whispered in my ear.

I noticed our bedroom door was still open to allow the air to circulate.

“What about Jenny? Won’t she hear us?” I asked. “Should I close the door?”

“I just checked on her and she is still fast asleep.” Nikki replied as she stroked my cock a bit faster. It felt so good that I wasn’t going to argue any more.

“Breakfast in bed?” Nikki added. This was our morning equivalent to ‘late night snack’.

Nikki didn’t wait for my response, and didn’t need to. I’ve never turned down such an offer from her. She swung her leg over my head and pressed her pussy onto my mouth just as the soft sweet lips of her mouth engulfed my cock. My morning woody was especially hard and ached so good as she pleasured me. It didn’t take many licks of her pussy before her own moisture began seeping out. I was loving the intense flavor of her pussy. Morning pussy always seemed to have a more robust flavor, and I was licking and sucking her with great enthusiasm. We energetically gave oral to each other for several minutes. Almost immediately after having her first orgasm, Nikki swung around into cowgirl position and slowly lowered herself onto my hard shaft. I was always amazed how incredibly good it felt each time her pussy engulfed my cock.

Instead of her usual fanatical fucking in an upright kneeling position, she laid down on my chest and we kissed lovingly while she slowly fucked me by rotating her hips. It was a tender, loving, sensual experience. While we both loved a physical, fast fuck, we also enjoyed slowly making love to each other. This was one of those times. My heart filled with love for her. And my arousal was climbing towards a powerful orgasm. I hoped that we would climax together.

When my orgasm hit, she muffled my screams of pleasure by covering my mouth with her mouth and shoving her tongue practically down my throat. She was also in the throes of a powerful orgasm, as her pussy clenched tightly around my cock. I could feel her body tremble as I held her tight in my arms.

After cuddling and kissing for several more minutes, Nikki rolled off and laid next to me. I thought I detected something, or someone, move in our doorway.

“Did you see that” I asked Nikki quietly. “Was that Jenny?”

“Yea, it was. She started watching us just after we began breakfast.” Nikki replied. “Does that bother you?”

I was shocked by Nikki’s comment. She was so calm about her sister watching us have sex.

“I don’t know what to say.” I started. “I didn’t expect to have someone watch us making love. And especially not your sister after what she just went through. Weren’t you shocked?

Nikki gave me a quick kiss followed by a smirk, as if to say ‘Silly boy…’.

“I’m not shocked by Jenny watching anything we do.” Nikki began. “I once watched her having sex.”

“That was years ago when she was a high school senior and I was in college. During Christmas break I was home for the holidays, we shared a bedroom. One night I had gone out on a date, that went badly, and I came home much earlier than anyone expected. I told mom and dad I was going to bed. When I entered our bedroom, I found Jenny having sex with her boyfriend whom she had snuck into the bedroom through the window. I couldn’t leave the room without raising questions with mom and dad, so I had to stay. Jenny and Jack fucked for another thirty minutes while I sat on my bed just a few feet away. It was erotic and funny that they were so young, horny, and energetic while at the same time trying to keep quiet. Jack left out the bedroom window about two minutes before mom poked her head inside our room to wish us a good night. Jenny and I nearly died laughing.”

I laid there just stunned.

Nikki canlı casino siteleri got out of bed and pulled on her panties and a t-shirt.

“I’m going to make some breakfast.” she announced as she left the room.

Deciding I needed to wear something other than just my boxers, which had an open fly, I put on a pair of running shorts and a t-shirt and joined Nikki in the kitchen.

I suspected that it was the aroma of bacon being cooked that brought Jenny out of her room. She was dressed in a skimpy pair of bikini panties and a cropped t-shirt that barely covered her small breasts. These exposed a lot of flesh between the high cropped shirt and the low waist panties. She was running her fingers through her curly golden hair as if her fingers were a comb. I noticed how similar Nikki and Jenny looked, even in their choice of attire – t-shirt and panties. I also noticed that Nikki didn’t object to her sister’s skimpy attire.

“How did you sleep?” Nikki asked Jenny as she continued cooking the bacon.

“Initially I slept soundly, I was so exhausted mentally and emotionally.” Jenny said. “Then I started having dreams, or maybe they were nightmares, about events between Brad and me. I remembered all the times you told me that Brad was no good for me. By early morning I was lying in bed thinking about all this and wondering why I stayed with him at all.”

As I listened to Jenny, I grew concerned that she would break down in tears at any moment. But her voice never quivered.

Jenny continued. “The good news is that I am so glad to have a sister and brother-in-law that love me. I realize that you were both right all along about what a scumbag Brad is. I should be glad he showed his true colors and kicked me out, as much as that hurt.”

“The good news?” Nikki repeated. “Is there also bad news?” I had been afraid to ask this question.

“Will any guy love me and my small tits?” Jenny asked, almost pleading. “I think all guys want a girl with big tits.”

Nikki quickly responded. “My tits are the same size as yours, and Mike loves me more than anything, or anyone.” She was trying to lift her sister’s spirits.

Jenny turned to me. “Mike, do you have a brother that will love me?”

“No. You know I don’t have a brother.” I responded, as I was an only child. “But I’ll love you.”

The moment I said that I wished I hadn’t, as those words could be misconstrued to have another meaning. I remembered that Jenny had just an hour earlier watched as Nikki and I made love in bed. There was an awkward moment of silence.

Suddenly Jenny perked up with a big smile. “So sister, you are willing to share Mike with me?” she asked with a playful voice.

I was fearful where this conversation was going. Or maybe I was hopeful where it might lead. Loving Nikki was so very special. Maybe loving Nikki and Jenny would be twice as good. But I knew enough to keep my mouth shut for the time being.

Nikki turned towards Jenny and me, held her finger to the side of her head and looked upward, as if contemplating the question seriously.

“I think Mike and I should discuss that in private.” she quipped. Then she quickly laughed and turned back to the bacon in the frying pan.

“Maybe next time I need to sweeten the deal.” Jenny remarked almost carefree. She turned and opened the refrigerator to take out some fruit from a lower shelf. She bent over, exposing her cute little ass. As her panties were so skimpy, she was showing mostly flesh. She playfully wiggled her ass at me. It was obvious that Nikki also witnessed that display.

I was unsure what games the sisters were playing. Or how I fit into the plans that either of them hoped to make. The situation was becoming awkward and uncomfortable for me. I was glad the conversation quickly changed subjects.

“Mike and I were going camping today, but I think we’ll do that another weekend.” Nikki told Jenny. “We could go hiking this afternoon. Care to join us?”

“I would love to. Brad was never really interested in any outdoor activities. And you know I love to get outdoors.” Jenny responded.

The rest of breakfast was less eventful. While we ate, we talked about our shared love for the outdoors and the welcomed change in the weather. Afterward we made sack lunches for our hiking outing and then left for one of our favorite parks. Four hours hiking outdoors did wonders physically and mentally for all of us.

– – – – –

Later that night we were back in our apartment, watching movies on the television. The sisters were again dressed only in t-shirts and panties. I again wore my running shorts and a t-shirt. We were all comfortable on the sofa, sitting next to each other with our legs stretched out onto the ottoman. Initially Nikki was between Jenny and myself. Later I was in the middle, with both girls cuddled against me. It felt comfortable but I was still wondering where all this might lead.

After midnight, we decided to call it a night.

“Goodnight, Jenny. I hope you sleep well tonight.” I said as we were about to head to separate bedrooms.

“Goodnight Mike. Thanks for all your love and support. It means a lot to me.” Jenny said and then she gave me a quick kiss on the lips.

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