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Soirée ImproviséeJ’habite avec Anaïs (grande métisse et sportive), mon plan Q, enfin on s’aime bien…et j’héberge Stéphanie(PAWG) une amie dans le besoin…Bref !On est samedi soir, Je rentre du basket, je suis tout seul, et je m’affale sur le canapé, pour une fois j’ai rien prévu ce weekend.Anaïs est allée en Dordogne voir une tante malade et surtout très riche. Elle veut une nouvelle poitrine. Elle est magnifique pourtant.Stéphanie, ma chienne de guerre, est de sortie. Elle est allée au restaurant avec un mec qu’elle a rencontré sur internet. Elle veut trouver l’Amour maintenant…Elle veut changer…Bon ! Elle va passer une bonne soirée et moi aussi. Je me douche, je télécharge un film et en attendant, je descends m’acheter à manger. Je décide d’aller dans un fast food. Je commande des chicken wings, un Pepsi et je remonte directement.Je me prépare une soirée tranquille devant un bon film « Apocalypto ». Je suis constamment déranger par mon téléphone mais je résiste et je réponds à tous et à toutes que je suis crevé et que je reste sur mon canapé ce soir. J’entends un bruit de clé. La porte s’ouvre. C’est Stéphanie qui revient prématurément de son rendez-vous. Elle se dirige vers la cuisine et se sert un bon verre de rhum. Elle est un peu débraillée…J’essaye de lui parler mais elle semble triste. Je l’invite alors à venir avec moi sur le canapé. Voyant des larmes dans ses yeux, je la serre fort contre moi. Elle éclate en sanglot.-Il m’a traité de catin !! -Mais qu’est ce qui s’est passé ? Dit moi tout.-Tout s’est bien passé jusqu’au restaurant. C’est en sortant que ça a commencé.-Comment ça ?-La soirée s’était tellement bien passé que j’ai voulu le sucer direct dans la voiture tout naturellement, mais j’ai senti comme une gêne chez lui quand j’ai commencé à caresser sa bite. Je me suis dit qu’il voulait rester concentrer pour conduire, J’ai donc mis les jambes sur le tableau de bord, je les ai bien écartées et je me suis mis à me branler…Je voulais l’exciter, lui prouver que je voulais le revoir… tu comprends.-Hum…Oui je comprends mais tu y es allée un peu fort. -Il m’a traité de catin quand il a vu le plug dans mon cul-Tu n’avais pas de culotte ? -Ben… !!! Non !…-….OK et…-Il a décidé de me ramener ici et il m’a insulté pendant tout le trajet : « J’ai payé un restau à une catin ! grosse chienne va, je ne savais pas que tu étais une grosse truie, regarde ce trou du cul godé ! ce gros cul de pute et ton anus retroussé »… pendant ce temps il martyrisait mes seins et avant de me jeter hors de sa voiture il m’a attrapé par les cheveux, m’a regardé dans les yeux, il n’arrêtait pas me de me traiter de salope. Il a sorti sa bite et me la enfoncée dans la gueule. Elle sentait fort la pisse et la sueur. Il m’a pilonné la bouche dans la voiture juste en bas, il me bourrait la gueule, on était garé sur le trottoir et il y avait des gens dans la rue. J’avais honte et pourtant… Il me mettait des coups puissants. J’ai essayé de me débattre mais il me retenait par la nuque. Je voulais parler mais je ne produisais que des bruits de putes. Le gout de sa bite me rendait folle. Je salivais énormément. Il s’est contracté d’un coup et Il m’a craché dans la gueule, j’en avais partout. Dans la bouche, sur le visage, sur mon chemisier. J’ai avalé ce que j’ai pu. Il m’a jeté de la voiture illegal bahis en me traitant de chienne.-Tu as aimé ça ?-Oui. Mais je voulais vraiment que ça marche, avoir une relation normale. -Tu as des besoins sexuels particuliers tu sais… Tu devrais assumer maintenant. Tu es ma chienne de guerre. Je pense que tu es une salope naturelle.-Non !!! Je ne suis pas une chienne et toi ce n’est pas la même chose…-Avoue quand même que tu t’es comportée comme une affamée de sexe, tu aurais pu attendre qu’il t’emmène chez lui ou au prochain rendez-vous.-Peut-être oui, mais il aurait pu saisir l’opportunité d’avoir une salope comme copine… en plus tu m’as pas baisé depuis 2 jours. J’avais faim de bites.-Grosse chienne va !!-Hahahah je suis ta chienne de guerre, je crois que je peux assumer ça.-Tu as ton plug ?-Toujours.-Allez viens ! tu as faim de bites ?! tu vas en avoir. Je t’emmène dans un parking qu’Anaïs m’a fait découvrir. Son ex l’exhibait.-On peut juste baiser ici tu sais.-Non tu viens ! tu m’as excité avec ton histoire de chienne.-Pervers va !-Allez !! on y va. Mets ton collier, ta laisse et ton shorty, qu’on voit ton gros cul et ton plug à travers.Stéphanie a beau être ronde elle dégage un je ne sais quoi de pervers. Elle est prête. Elle porte un t-shirt rouge ras les seins, des talons hauts rouges et un shorty blanc trop petit pour elle. On peut voir un camel toe apparent et le relief de son plug dans le cul.Je décide de prendre l’ascenseur. Une fois à l’intérieur, je l’étrangle de ma main gauche et l’embrasse fougueusement. Je rentre ma main droite dans son shorty et la doigte furieusement. Je veux qu’elle mouille sérieusement.On sort de l’ascenseur et on se dirige vers le parking de l’immeuble pour prendre la voiture.-A quatre pattes !!-Mais si quelqu’un vient ?-Il n’y a personne. Allez ! A quatre pattes !! Je tire sur la laisse et l’oblige à se baisser. Elle commence à marcher à quatre pattes vers la voiture je la tiens en laisse. De temps en temps je lui frappe les fesses. Dans cette position, le plug est encore plus visible. Je tire sur la laisse et on monte dans la voiture. Direction la cité voisine.Pendant le trajet elle suçote ma bite et me caresse les couilles. On arrive un peu tard. Il n’y a presque plus personne. On voit une voiture allumée et on se gare à côté. En sortant Stéphanie se met directement à quatre pattes. Elle se met dans son rôle de chienne de guerre. Je la tiens en laisse et on se dirige vers la voiture d’où on entend des gémissements, des insultes et autres bruits disgracieux.Sur le capot de la voiture une jeune femme, assez mince, est couchée sur le dos, les jambes écartées. Elle est en train de se faire violemment démonter la chatte par un arabe. Elle est couverte de sperme, du visage à la chatte. On se rapproche et on découvre un gars un peu gêné les mains attachées.La scène est fantastique. La fille se fait bourrer la moule par une brute devant son cocu attaché.-On s’amuse bien ici. Dis-je en tirant sur la laisse de Stéphanie.-Oui Je me fais baiser par des inconnus pour punir ma lopette de mari. Il s’est fait virer. Allez ! vas-y-toi, baise-moi plus fort toi !!-Argh !!!!La ferme salope ! Prends ça dans la chatte !! Argghghgh !!!! Je jouis dans ta chatte de pute, répond l’arabe.-Robert viens me lécher la chatte. Nettoie illegal bahis siteleri bien ! ordonna la femme à son mari-Stéphanie suce notre ami il a bien jouis, dis-je Stéphanie gobe directement la bite de l’arabe, elle lèche et aspire la moindre goutte de sperme, elle avale tout. Elle commence à nettoyer et suce de plus en plus vite. Elle s’enfonce elle-même la bite dans la gorge. Elle se fait des gorges profondes. Elle att**** le cul de l’arabe et commence de vigoureux va et viens. Il n’en peut plus et att**** la tête de Stéphanie. Il lui bourre frénétiquement la gueule. Elle bave, et fait des bruits de putes, elle gémit en même temps qu’elle dévore la bite de la brute arabe. Il se crispe et lui jouit dans la gueule. La salope savoure le gout et les odeurs de cette bite bien grasse et bien juteuse. L’arabe nous quitte repu. Apres ce spectacle, la jeune femme se jette à mes pieds et m’att**** la bite que j’avais déjà sortie pour me branler. Elle veut me sucer mais je lui att**** les cheveux et je lui montre bien que c’est moi qui lui baise la bouche.Je lui défonce la gueule pendant de longues minutes en regardant son mari cocu. Apres quelques coups de bites dans sa gorge. Je décide de la prendre. Je la relève et la penche contre le capot. Je la cambre bien. Je pose naturellement ma bite sur son anus.-Qu’est-ce que tu fais ?-Je t’encule !-Non j’ai jamais pris par le cul, je ne veux pas…-Trop tard salope !-Non !! Robert il m’encule arghhh !!!! Robert aide moi ! Argh il me la met dans le cul ! Il est trop gros ! Elle est plus grosse que la tienne !-Tu voulais me faire cocu Andréa ? Tu vas prendre par l’anus !!Je lui crache un mollard sur le trou de balle, Je pose ma bite sur l’anus et je force le passage de toutes mes forces.-Argh !!!!!!!!! Sa bite est dans mon cul !!! Salaud !! Je sens ta grosse queue de bâtard dans mon anus !!!! Elle est plus grosse… Argh …et plus longue Argh … Oui…que la tienne Robert !!! Argh !!!!!!!!! Il pousse Robert il pousse !!! Oui ! Argh !!!!!!!!! vocifère la jeune Andréa Une fois ma bite bien calée dans le cul de la jeune femme. Je demande à Stéphanie de détaché le cocu. Elle le libère mais son instinct de pute la pousse à s’agenouiller et le sucer.-Elle est à toi robert baise la comme tu veux elle aime tout cette chienne. Moi je m’occupe de l’anus de ta pute Andréa.-Argh Robert il m’insulte devant toi et il m’ouvre le cul. Ça brule ! Il va profond ! Argh, oui !argh, argh, argh, oui !argh, argh…. Oh mon cul. Tu ne m’as jamais défoncée comme ça lopette ! Hurle Andréa-Ferme ta gueule salope ! tu m’as fait lécher du sperme sur ton corps. Tu vas dérouiller ce soir jeune chienne. Lui répond Robert le cocuApres 10 bonnes minutes de pilonnages intensifs de son trou du cul, la jeune pute Andrea n’en peut plus. Elle s’effondre sur le sol à quatre pattes. Elle essaye de reprendre son souffle. Mais je la cambre. Je pose mon pied gauche sur sa tête et enfonce ma bite profondément et sauvagement dans son anus.Stéphanie est surexcitée. Elle se met à sucer Robert avec v******e. Il a les mains posées sur la tête de ma chienne. Elle dévore la bite gluante de bave, crache dessus, et gémit en même temps. Son menton cogne brutalement les couilles de Robert.De mon côté, J’encule toujours Andréa qui continue de se plaindre du cul. Je ressors canlı bahis siteleri entièrement ma bite de son anus, et la rentre puissamment, je la ressors, crache dans le trou et j’y retourne encore et encore.Stéphanie, ma chienne de guerre m’excite à sucer comme ça. Andréa ne réagit plus, et son cul émet des sons graveleux. Je décule, Je la prends par les cheveux et la dirige vers la bite souillée de son mari cocu. Andréa ouvre la bouche instinctivement et se fait directement baiser la gorge par Robert.Toujours cambrée, à quatre pattes, je pose la tête de Stéphanie sur le sol, je baisse son shorty. Elle s’écarte les fesses avec ses deux mains. Je retire le plug de l’anus et l’enfonce dans le trou du cul d’Andrea.L’anus de Stéphanie a des spasmes, il est magnifique, boursouflé, gonflé…vivant… Je l’encule violemment. Je lui bourre littéralement l’anus. J’y mets toutes mes forces. Je lui claque les fesses et l’insulte de tous les noms.-Ton anus est fait pour moi salope hein ?! Grosse pute ! Écarte bien ton cul !!-Whoa !!! Je la sens bien. Argh !! Oui rentre bien au fond. Encule-moi !! Encule-moi !! Défonce-moi le trou du cul ! Je suis une salope, me dit Stéphanie-La chienne…. s’étonne Robert. Sucez moi la bite toutes les deux. Argh oui, suce bien…Robert se fait littéralement manger la bite par les deux affamées. Elles bavent, crachent, aspirent les secrétions et ainsi de suite. Andréa a la queue de son cocu dans la gorge quand je dis à Stéphanie de bouffer le cul de Robert. Je lui ramone toujours le cul quand elle lui écarte les fesses. Elle prend une grande inspiration afin de sentir toutes les odeurs du cul du cocu. Elle crache sur l’anus vierge, elle le lèche d’abord doucement puis de plus en plus vite. Elle enfonce sa langue dans le fion le plus loin possible pendant qu’elle jouit sous les coups de ma bite dans son rectum.Robert est surexcité. Il att**** la tête de sa femme Andrea et lui bourre la gorge vigoureusement.-Tiens Salope !! Tu voulais m’humilier hein !!??? prends ça dans la gueule !!! Argh !!!!!!!!!Tu vas avaler mon sperme et te faire enculer tous les jours maintenant ! Dit Robert -Oui Robert. Excuse-moi mon amour…-La ferme !!! Suce !! Argh ! Argh ! Argh ! Oui Tu suces bien jeune chienne ! Allez ouvre la gueule je vais me branler ! Argh !!!!!!!!! Ouvre ta gueuleue Salope !!! Argh !!!!!!!!!Je jouis, Je jouis, Je jouis Avale, avale, oui tout !!Andréa avale tout le foutre qui lui arrive sur le visage. Cette image déclenche notre jouissance à Stéphanie et à moi. Je lui déverse une quantité de sperme impressionnante dans le trou du cul. Son corps et son anus ont des spasmes. Elle se cambre encore plus en grogne sa jouissance comme une truie. Son anus contracte ma bite et la relâche par intermittence. Par reflex je continue de bourrer le fion de ma chienne de guerre, malgré le fait qu’il montre quelques signes de faiblesses. Je retire ma bite de son rectum béant, et j’att**** la tête d’Andrea pour qu’elle lèche et nettoie le cul de Stéphanie.Andrea écarte le cul boursouflé de Stéphanie. Un flot de sperme et de matières divers dégoulinent du trou. Andréa enfonce sa langue dans le trou du cul et recueille tout ce qui coule. Elle lèche, crache avale toutUne fois le cul de Stéphanie nettoyé et nos bites épongées, je retire violemment le plug visqueux du cul d’Andrea qui s’effondre aux pieds de son mari. Je lui mets dans la bouche pour qu’elle le nettoie, il est un peu sale, et je le replace assez facilement dans le cratère Anal de Stéphanie. Ma chienne et moi quittons le couple à leur reconstruction.

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I love my MomI was thinking about one of the things I often think about. Why do we do things? I was also thinking about my mother…pornographic thoughts. The strange thing about it is that I really didn’t want to do pornographic things to her. I wanted to do loving things to her. I wanted to have her warm lips pressing on mine as I gently massaged her bare breasts. Where did it all come from? Perhaps from other actions or desires or maybe just a little shot of electro-chemical stuff hits the brain at exactly at the right or wrong time. I had pinned it down to the time I was fifteen and saw my older brother Bobby kiss my mother. I thought she had kissed him for a second too long. Maybe I just imagined that it went on for too long; after all, she kissed me on the lips often and it was no big deal. Maybe I had wanted her for a long time before and never let it come into my consciousness. Maybe she was sleeping with him. Maybe, maybe, maybe…but from then on my life took a different turn.For the next few months, in my fantasies, I saw Bobby with my mother. He would strip her then he would suck on her nipples as she stood obediently before him. She always followed his orders. He screamed at her and called her names. Most of the fantasies were rough and I realized later that they were spawned by my anger and frustration. Robby would tie my mother to a chair and blindfold her. He would pinch her nipples until she screamed and almost choke her with his cock. She would beg him to stop but there was no mercy for her in this dark play; he was relentless. He would fuck my poor mother until she couldn’t stand and then he would come on her.It took me a while to realize that my brother was only a stand-in for me and when I allowed myself to be the imagined participant, the expression of my erotic fabrications became gentler. I couldn’t hurt her, even in imaginings. I wanted to love her. I wanted her to love me.I thought I had concealed my thoughts and feelings pretty well and that mom never knew how I felt, until that day of course. Bobby had moved out of the house and I wasn’t sorry to see him go. Although things had gotten better between Bobby and me but I still hadn’t forgotten all the punches and taunts of “Momma’s boy” he had let me have when we were younger. I was nineteen and in my third year of college. I had picked a school near home. Since Bobby left, my mother and I had had gotten even closer than we were before. I liked talking to her and we spent lots of nights together watching videos.On that particular morning, mom was sitting at the table in the kitchen and was wearing a light cotton print dress. It was long but low cut and showed enough of her cleavage to get me going. When she saw me she said, “Oh hi sweetie, could you do something for me? I must have slept badly and my neck’s killing me; just rub it for a while.” I stood behind her and started massaging her shoulders and neck.I think the best way to describe my mother is ‘cute’. She later told me she always wanted to be ‘beautiful and mysterious’ but that no matter what she did everyone always told her she was cute. It’s as if someone had a carrot growing out of his head. When you look at him you say, “there’s a carrot.” When you look at my mother you say “she’s cute”. That’s probably one of the reasons she still looked like a k** approaching forty. My mother also had “It”. The “It” that Monroe had to make men come to attention, the “It” Elvis had to make all the women wet when he picked up a guitar. On the day I was massaging her neck and the world changed, she had never looked sexier to me. If I would have thought about it I never would have done it – but I didn’t think. I just slid my hands down over both of her breasts, all the way to her nipples where I lingered for a moment. She didn’t jump or scream. What she did was take a deep breath and say, “Honey, I don’t know if you should be doing that.” I returned my hands to her neck and kept massaging.I took off on one my porno fantasies. Mom is on her knees. Bobby and I stand at her face with our big cocks ready…waiting…and hoping she knows what we want and how to do it. She doesn’t disappoint us on either score. She starts by alternating on our cocks, sucking on each one for only five or ten seconds. At one point she tries to get both fat heads into her mouth but has to be satisfied just licking them simultaneously. We can see how hot she’s getting. Bobby takes the lead and tells her, “Mom get on the bed…we’re going to fuck you from here to Timbuktu.” She doesn’t hesitate. She gets on the bed and spreads her legs. Bobby almost knocks me over getting on top of her. Foreplay lasts as long as it takes him to grab his cock and sink it into her wet pussy. He pulls her over on top of himself. I just look at my mother’s round meaty globes. Bobby says, “C’mon Rick, fuck her in the ass.”I’m not sure if I should but I’m sure I want to. I want to ram it in her ass for screwing Bobby and not me; I want to pound her for turning me on all the time, and most of all, I need to. I put a couple of fingers in as I play with her tits. Her ass grinding tells me how much she likes what I’m doing and I’m ready. My cock is as thick and hard as an iron rod and I expect her to scream but she takes it with an exclamation of “Oh…OH…” I thrust in and out completely at first, watching her react. She relaxes and her asshole is stretched and waiting for the next insertion. I oblige with a deep and forceful injection of my meat. When I get far enough into my mother’s ass to see three quarters of my cock disappear, I start pumping her. Bobby resumes his upward thrusts. As we both give it to her, with only a thin membrane separating the two big dicks, she keeps repeating how good it is to be filled with us.We’re both getting closer and when we pick up the action and both pound her at once she goes nuts. She thrashes and laughs and keeps up a steady stream of talk. “Yes…fuck me, fuck me…this is what I’ve been dreaming about for years…my two boys fucking me…my two big cocks in their mother at the same time…in my cunt…in my ass…oooh yes…this is what you’re whore of a mother needs…this is what your slut mother needs…to get fucked by her sons…fucked by her sons…over and over again…OH…I don’t care who knows it …my boys are fucking me and I love it…”I came back to the reality of having canlı bahis just touched her breasts with a hard-on from the fantasy and I’m emboldened to ask her the question I had been holding on to for four years, “Mom did bobby ever touch you that way?” She turned and gave me a hesitant, quizzical smile, “Of course not honey; why would you ask?”My mother didn’t lie; in fact, the main reason she got a divorce was because my lousy father couldn’t do anything but lie and cheat. So there it was. My whole fantasy was built on a misperception, or would I have gotten to these feelings anyway? I was elated and felt like a weight was lifted. I loved her so much at that moment; I turned her in the chair and start kissing her all over her face. She was laughing and she said, “Ricky, what’s gotten in to you today?” “I love you mom…I love you.” That’s what I said to her even though she was looking at me as if I’d gone off the deep end, and of course, I had.”I love you too sweetheart…but…” Before she could finish I bent and kissed her fully. She accepted my kiss and my tongue but when the kiss was over she said, “Honey this is too fast…we have to talk about this…but I have to go to work and…we’ll talk tonight, okay baby?””Sure mom” was all I could manage as she went to dress for work. A half-hour later she left with a quick goodbye and not even the usual peck on the cheek. I guessed I had blown it and started recriminations on myself for pushing her. What could I have been thinking anyway, that my mother was just going to strip and let her son have sex with her? Late in the afternoon I had a break before my last class and I knew my mother would be home. I couldn’t wait and just wanted to hear her voice and maybe read what she was thinking. I called and when she answered I said, “Hi mom…I missed you.”There was a hesitation on the other end and she said, “Hi baby…are you okay?””Sure mom.” My agitation propelled me forward. “Mom, could I ask you a theoretical question?” She made a small noise of assent. “Can you love someone you’re not supposed to love…is that possible…and if you do, can you tell your heart to stop?”All she said was “Oh honey…” and got quiet. I pushed on.”Mom, if you loved someone, wouldn’t you want to touch them and tell them and… make love with them…wouldn’t you do almost anything for the taste of their mouth and skin?” I heard her breathing strangely and deeply. As I asked if she was alright, it hit me and I said, “Mom what are you doing?”Even though I had thought it, I was still shocked when she said it, “I’m touching myself.” She filled in my stunned silence and said, “I have to go Ricky” and hung up before I could respond. That was probably the longest day of my life. When I got home we had dinner and cleaned up. I kept waiting for the other shoe to drop. Nothing. We sat on the couch and turned on the T.V.- Pins and needles would have been easier to sit on. I had no idea what I was going to say but I started anyway, “Mom…”My mother looked at me wistfully and said, “Honey, lets not talk now…just hold me.” She leaned in and I put my arm around her. I remained motionless for a while and breathed in her fragrant skin. I felt a heart beat pounding but I didn’t know if it was hers or mine. Finally I leaned down and brought my lips near hers. She looked up at me and closed her eyes and I was kissing her again. It was as if the hours in between hadn’t transpired. We were continuing the kiss we started in the morning. I started unbuttoning the white blouse at her neck and opened it to her waist. The bra she wore was lacy and full but her cleavage was still evident. She took off my shirt as we kissed and slowly. We removed the rest of what we were wearing. I said, “Mom, stand up so I can see you.” She stood rather shyly and I was in awe. She was ‘cute’ all over. Her breasts were full and heavy with pinkish-tan nipples that were the same color as her natural lips. The rest of her five foot one package was beautifully proportioned. I told her she was perfect. She said with a wrinkle of her nose, “No, I think I’m too big on top.”I said, “Yeah right; put on your clothes and get out of here.” She gave me her little laugh and then looked down between my legs at my rapidly rising dick and said, “Oh God, Ricky…Ricky…” I stood and took her into my arms. Her velvet skin was on me: her thighs, her belly, and her breasts. I ran my hand down her silky back to the globe of her ass that I used to pull her closer to me as we kissed. I took one of her ample breasts in my hand and lifted it as I massaged it between my fingers. When I moved to the nipple, it had elongated and I rubbed it with my thumb. My mother reached down and wrapped her fingers around my cock. She said, “My big beautiful boy is going to fill up his little mamma.” I was stiff with the excitement of her touch and she generated as much heat with her words as with the hand that slid up the shaft. She cupped me and softly massaged me as she made a cock that couldn’t get harder, harder. An old movie with George C. Scott and his wife Trish was on in the background as we moved to the couch. She reclined with her knees up and opened. I laid my hand on the soft furry patch and stroked over my mother’s moist pussy. She smiled and made a small ‘mmm’ sound. I got on my knees bringing my cock toward her. She reached with both hands as she put her legs down and spread them. She positioned me at pink of her opening.She was ready and I entered my mother with only a little difficulty. I was swollen and thick for her but she was now very wet. I filled her with my cock and told her of my longing and love for her. She was moaning gently but didn’t say one word throughout our lovemaking. She was grasping me with her hands and with her legs and with her pussy. As I watched my cock sliding in and out of my mother’s pussy I couldn’t believe how my fantasies had transmuted into reality and how good reality felt.I had had a few girlfriends and was fairly experienced for a nineteen year old. I usually had no trouble waiting for my partner to approach orgasm before coming. This was different. I was having trouble. Each stroke that took me deeper into my mother’s channel felt better than the last. I imagined my cock sliding and prodding along the walls of her vagina. There was a harmonious fit as her channel conformed to the large bahis siteleri shaft inside it. Being inside her was so much more exciting than anything I’d had with the other girls. I was fighting not to come because I wanted to be good for my mother. I wanted her to want me in her always. She started moving with abandon and I was glad when I felt her stiffen; I had about three seconds left. She pushed her hips high up into me and arched her back with a long “Ohhh…” She dug her nails into my back and I started to come. The lubricating cum that was filling her pussy felt good on my cock as I pushed even higher into my mother’s belly. I came kissing her, moaning into her mouth. I thought I could never love anyone as much.When we were quieted and wrapped in each other’s arms, I felt her body start a gentle tremor. When it became more pronounced I opened my eyes and saw that she was crying. It soon became audible. I stroked her hair and told her I loved her and that we hadn’t done anything wrong. When she finally spoke she said, “I know Rick…it’s not that…it’s that…I lied.””What do you mean mom.””Oh God…baby… I lied about Bobby…he did touch me this way…I’m so sorry honey…I didn’t want you think badly of me…I didn’t want you not to want me…it only went on for a month or so…I ended it because I realized I was just confused and needy…it wasn’t about the kind of love I feel now…don’t hate me baby…I love you…I had to tell you the truth; I didn’t want this to be between us…say something.”I had frozen up. I was angry and confused. How could I ever trust anything she said or did from now on? Even though I was nineteen and thoughts about sex took up just about my whole day, it wasn’t enough. I loved her and wanted her to…I didn’t know exactly but I certainly didn’t want her to bring Bobby back into my thoughts when I had just gotten rid of him. So I was right about her fucking Bobby. Shit. The last thing I wanted to be was right. Maybe she just should have shut up about him and worked it out herself…but the genie was out of the bottle.I took my clothes and walked to my room with the sound of my mother’s voice calling, “Ricky…Ricky?” fading in the distance. I didn’t talk to her until the next day, which was Saturday. Talking is putting it mildly.I started with, “How could you? You bitch, you whore. You fuck him and then you tell me he never touched you? You say you love me and the first thing you do is lie to me? How can I trust you?” I put her through hell.She said it in a hundred ways. “I love you; I was afraid; I was wrong.” We spent virtually the whole day alternating between yelling, screaming, crying, apologizing and everything else. I was young, stupid and self-righteous. It took hours until she got through to me.”Ricky…baby…you have to forgive me…” Her eyes filled as she pleadingly said, “I’m not a whore…I’m not a whore…I’ve loved you this way for almost four years now. It started just a few months after I ended it with your brother. At first I thought I was crazy; how could I be falling in love with my son who was only sixteen? Oh honey…as the years past I still couldn’t explain it but I had to accept it because it just wouldn’t go away. Not a day passed that I didn’t want you…and it didn’t help that you ran your eyes over my body from morning ’til night either.” We both laughed a little. I guess I wasn’t as discrete as I thought I was. “Baby, I made a mistake, please don’t make us both pay for it forever.” Finally I saw her broken heart.We had been at it for almost seven hours before I kissed her and told her I loved her. It took me a while but it finally got through my thick skull – we make mistakes, we admit them, we forgive and we move on. We were both starved, for food and for each other. So we ordered some pizza and took off our clothes. My mother took me in her mouth and as soon as I felt the sensation of her tongue massaging my cock I said, “If you would have done that seven hours ago…” She stopped and said, “That would have been the worst thing I could have done to you my baby…we needed today if we want to have a tomorrow.”I knew she was right and I said, “Of course mom” and bent down to kiss her. We ended up on the floor in each other’s mouth. We were both sweated from the day but I loved her smell. I sucked the swelling lips below her clit and heard her sounds that were muffled by my cock, which filled her mouth. She was trying to swallow as much of me as she could and I felt myself hit the back of her throat. I got excited and probably drew on her clit a little too hard because she squealed. I said “Oops” and she laughed.I gently took her back between my lips and circled the nub with soft pressure and flicks. My cock felt it would explode if she kept up the kind of sucking she was doing. I urged her to sit up on the couch. I lifted her legs and spread them pausing to enjoy the sight of my mother’s soft pussy. She broke my gaze when she said, “Be in me love.” I entered her steadily until I was fully embedded inside her. I bent down and told her to put her arms around my neck. I lifted her off the couch and she laughed. I wanted to see what it would be like to hold my perfect ‘cute’ package that way. I held her up by her ass and she wrapped her legs around me. As I stood there holding her, we kissed long and hard. Her pussy was moving on me and clenching the cock that spread it. When he legs tightened around me I went deeper into her belly. My cock explored the walls of her hot passageway as she ground her hips. We were both breathing hard. Her mouth was on my ear and when she took her tongue out, she began to urgently whisper, “Baby…are you going to always want me to be yours…still want your momma’s pussy…you wont leave me will you baby? I love you so much…oh God …oh…” I assured her of my love and she went back to kissing me as her ass moved faster in my hands. I started to bounce her and I heard “Mmm…mmm…mmm…” with each jolt. She pulled her mouth away from mine to say, “Baby I’m coming…I’m coming…oh Ricky…Rickey…my Rickey…”I let go when she did. Holding her the way I was made it difficult to finish with the usual long, fast, and hard strokes so it took me a lot longer to finish coming. It seemed like I was pumping cum into her forever. When it was over, we were both panting with exhaustion. Just as she was kissing me all over my face, the bahis şirketleri doorbell rang. We both laughed at the timing and I had to drop her on the couch. I said, “We could have answered the door together if he rang a minute earlier.”Mom was sputtering when she said, “We probably wouldn’t have had to tip him.” That pizza, that night, was right up there with the best meals of my life. We went to bed and mom curled into me. I had the sweetest little package enveloped in my arms and I said, “Mom, you’re the cutest thing.” She gave a feigned hurt look and I said, “Okay, okay… you’re the most beautiful and mysterious thing.” She kissed me and said, ” I guess it’s okay to be ‘cute’ as long as you like me that way.” I told her that I loved her that way and everyway and that because of the way she was, I was ‘rising’ in love with her as much as ‘falling’ in love with her. A sleepy smile lit her face. Photos https://cpmlink.net/SeTuAAWe were both so tired we fell asleep around eight. At two I awoke and just looked at her beautiful nude body until I couldn’t just look anymore. I took my mother’s tit in my mouth and she slowly aroused as my tongue played with her nipple. As she woke up, she responded by eagerly massaging my hardening cock and balls. When she exchanged her tongue for her hand, my dick stiffened into a rigid rod. She slathered me with long licks that encompassed every inch from the swollen purple head to the underside of my balls. When she finally took me into her mouth I was primed. Her agile tongue coaxed the initial evidence of my desire from the leaking tip. The sounds of her mouth were musical. I watched as more of me disappeared between her lips with each passing moment. I could hardly contain myself as her mouth, lips, tongue and hands acted in concert. It went beyond the lustful pleasure I was undeniably experiencing. She was offering her heart; an offer I wanted to accept forever. I couldn’t remember being that close to coming for that long. She squeezed on and off at the base of my shaft as she sucked on all the meat she could get in her mouth. Finally the first exquisite release began filling my mother’s mouth. She responded by re-doubling her efforts. My whole body stiffened causing me to involuntarily buck my cock deeper down her throat. I kept coming until I was sure I was done. Then my mother gave a last squeezing draw with her lips down the length of my cock. I yelled something like “Eeeyeowww” as the last spurt coated her lips. She licked them as the smile she gave me was drawn from the well of her bottomless love. Afterwards as she nestled in my arms, I asked her what she was thinking. She said, “I guess I’m just amazed at this whole thing…especially at myself. I’ve just had my son in my mouth and I’m not thinking, ‘this is strange or what am I doing’? I’m thinking about all the things I want to do with you.””Like what mom?”She slapped my chest playfully, “Oh no…I’m not telling.” I could see she was a bit shy about talking about it, so I cajoled her.”Come on mom, after all the stuff we’ve done together you can’t tell me? Okay mom…why don’t you whisper what a mother might want to do with her son if she loved him like you love me?”She came up to my ear and said, “Well a mother might want to have anal sex with her son…so she could feel her son’s big cock where she never felt it before…” She started breathing harder. “…Yes…she would want him to put it in her ass…deep in her ass like he was deep in her pussy and deep in her mouth…so she could show him how much she loved him…and show him he could ask anything of her that he wanted…yes baby…deep in his mother’s ass…yes Ricky, deep in your mother’s ass…”I turned her over and began teasing my mother’s asshole. Her knees came up and spread as I fingered around the tight pucker. The more I thought about being in her ass, the more enticing it sounded. The more I looked at the round globes in front of me, the more I wanted to be between them.I put a finger a finger in and gently explored when I heard her begin moaning into the pillow. I said, “Do you like this mom? Is this where you want me to be?””Yes Ricky, yes…”I put in another finger and watched excitedly as my mother’s asshole was stretched, I wondered how much more it would have to stretch to accommodate my cock. I started putting it to the test. I saw aloe on her dresser and put some on me and some on her. It was soothing and cool and when I put the head of my cock against her greased pucker it gained partial entry. When the helmet was past the tight ring, my mother caught her breath. I stopped to rub up and down the flanks of her body from her breasts to her ass. As I continued I put my cock deeper into the slender channel. As I began to explore her depths in slow degrees, I asked her if she liked it. She said, “Yes…yes…yes” with each of my insertions.The heat in her hole overtook the coolness of the aloe as the friction increased. The thought of being in my mother’s ass and the sensations it was sending from my cock to my brain started multiplying exponentially. I accelerated the pace and imbedded my cock fully with each thrust. At one point I held her hips and pressed my cock as far as it would go into her and stayed there, filling her ass. She let out a long sighing “Ohhhh…” that took at least thirty seconds to trail off.When I resumed the insistent driving of my shaft into her, I knew we were both ready to come. I wanted to look at my mother’s face and show her my love as we came. I guided her over and put my cock back into her ass as I kissed her and told her that this was how I was going to love her forever. We found a rhythm as we reached for our climax. She took me as deep into her as she could. When she arched with a sharp cry, my cum began to pour into her. Each insertion released a hot stream into her as her sounds of pleasure washed over me. I knew that my mother had given me more than just her pussy and her ass – she had given herself; and I had taken her with love.The last ten years have the best ten. Our lives remained filled with each other and a small incident last night tells our story. We had just come from a movie at a beautifully landscaped outdoor mall. The air was fragrant and we sat in a quiet gazebo surrounded by flowers. I put my arm around my mother my fingers rested on the top of her breast. We sat without a word and only her deepening breaths and the songs of birds settling in for the night could be heard. She put her hand on my thigh and before long I began to stiffen. We looked at each and smiled as we got up to go home.

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Le noir et le nain

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Le noir et le nainIl n’y a pas très longtemps, je suis allé au cinéma porno rue Saint-Denis ; j’avais une grosse envie de sexe et de cul. Je m’étais bien préparé comme d’habitude : couilles bien rasées, cul lavé avec un peu de vaseline dans l’anus pour me doigter le cul, string de femme rouge ; avec en plus dans mon sac deux préservatifs et un tube de lubrifiant. Pour finir, mon anneau de caoutchouc noir sur la bite.Ce soir, je choisis les cabines du haut ; je mets mes pièces pour la cabine ou il y a un film avec des blondes qui se font des noirs avec d’énormes queues. J’adore voir leurs grosses queues cracher leur foutre à longs jets sur la gueule des filles. Cela me fait bander comme un âne ! Comme il est encore tôt, il n’y a que deux autres spectateurs dans la salle : un noir assez grand et un nain. Je m’installe dans ma cabine sans verrouiller ma porte et je commence à me caresser doucement en regardant le film.La fille est entrain de sucer la queue du noir en se caressant les seins. Elle a vraiment du mal à l’avaler tellement elle est grosse ! Je continue à me branler doucement ; j’ai sorti ma bite de mon pantalon et je me pince légèrement mes seins ; j’ai vraiment envie de baiser comme une salope et de sucer une énorme queue comme dans le film !Comme je vois sous la porte de ma cabine une ombre s’approcher, je pousse légèrement ma porte pour voir qui est la ; c’est le nain qui se caresse au travers de la poche de son survêtement et qui regarde ma bite bien dressée. Comme je ne montre aucune surprise, il me demande s’il peut regarder le film avec moi ; je suis bien sur d’accord et il entre dans ma cabine. Je continue de me branler doucement et je lui caresse le devant de son survêtement ou je sens une trique de belle taille qui grossit dès que je la touche. Sans rien dire, je retire mon pantalon et ma chemise, ne gardant que mon string rouge d’où je sors complètement ma bite et mes couilles.Je lui baisse son survêtement et son slip ; sa queue vraiment longue et énorme est maintenant complètement raide. Il a une paire de très grosses couilles que je caresse doucement. canlı bahis Je lui décalotte le gland, très gros et très rouge et je commence à le sucer en lui disant :« tu as vraiment une très belle queue ! je veux que tu me gardes tout ton foutre pour me le cracher dessus ! ton cul est superbe et bien dur ! tu me fais bander comme une salope ! »Il me répond :« je vais te prendre dans mon cul ; tu verras, je vais te faire jouir en te serrant bien la bite avec mon anus pendant que tu me branleras. Quand je cracherai mon foutre, je t’aspirerai tout le tien avec mon cul ! Allez, vas-y, encules-moi salope ! »Je lui dis de se déshabiller complètement pendant que j’enfile un préservatif. A l’écran, la fille est justement entrain de se faire enculer par un noir avec une queue au moins aussi grosse que celle de mon nain ; en même temps, elle suce la bite d’un deuxième noir tout aussi bien monté que le premier. Je bande encore plus que tout à l’heure ; le nain s’assoie sur ma queue et tout doucement la fait rentrer dans son cul ; c’est vraiment très bon car il a le cul très chaud et je sens qu’il me serre avec son anus et ses fesses ! Il va me faire jouir trop vite ce salaud !Comme il monte et descend sur ma queue, je prends ses couilles d’une main et je branle son énorme trique de l’autre ; c’est très excitant ; j’ai vraiment envie de son foutre ! vu la taille de ses couilles, il doit en avoir une grande quantité ! De temps en temps, je lui prends les seins qu’il a bien développés ; on dirait presque des seins de femme ! Je lui pince les tétons ; cela le fait réagir car à chaque fois, il me serre la bite avec son anus ! Je l’encule maintenant vraiment à fond et je sens sa bite raide et bandée au maximum ! Il me dit :« vas-y salope, prend moi comme une pute ! il y a longtemps que je n’ai pas joui et je vais bientôt tout cracher ! ah, salope, tu m’encules trop bien ! je sens tes couilles sur mes fesses ! je vais te faire juter comme une grosse pute ! »Comme nous n’avions pas verrouillé la porte de la cabine, celle-ci s’entrouvre légèrement et le noir qui était dans bahis siteleri la salle nous regarde en se branlant. Il a une queue aussi longue que celle du nain, mais beaucoup plus grosse ! Le nain l’att**** aussitôt et fait rentrer le noir dans la cabine. Il verrouille la porte et entreprend de sucer cette énorme queue ! De le voir sucer cette bite de cheval me fait bander encore plus fort ! J’ai envie de foutre ! Je ne peux plus tenir ! Le noir devait écouter depuis un moment car il est très excité et déjà prêt à jouir ! Je lui dis :« ne jouis pas tout de suite ! Je veux tout ton foutre sur ma gueule ! Je vais te doigter le cul pour que tu craches tout quand je te le dirai. »Le nain bave sur ce gigantesque sexe noir pendant que je le branle toujours. Il me dit :« vas-y, je vais tout cracher maintenant ! Je ne tiens plus, salope ! Je vais te vider les couilles en même temps. Allez, fais moi jouir maintenant, je vais exploser ! »Je prends sa bite à deux mains et le branle à fond ; je sens qu’il se raidit et d’un seul coup, il balance un premier jet de foutre brûlant que je récupère dans ma main ; je m’en sers pour continuer de le branler ; là, il crache une dizaine de jets aussi abondants que le premier et me sert très fort la bite avec son anus ; je jouis à mon tour. Je gueule :« ah, salope, tu m’as fait jouir comme une grosse pute ! donnes moi ton sperme que je l’étale sur moi ! »Je dis au noir qui ne tient plus :« vas-y, jouis-moi sur la gueule ! je veux ton foutre sur ma gueule ! allez salaud, vas-y, gicle maintenant ! »Aussitôt, il sort sa queue de la bouche du nain et la branle en disant :« ah, salope, tu veux du foutre ? tu vas en avoir ! j’en ai plein les couilles ! tiens, sale pute, prend ça dans ta gueule ! »Tout en gueulant, il le balance de longs jets de sperme brûlant ; il en a encore plus à cracher que le nain ! j’en ai bientôt partout ! Je me caresse les seins et le ventre avec ; c’est trop bon ! je ne voudrais pas que cela s’arrête ! Pendant ce temps, le nain s’est relevé ; je vois que j’ai la bite encore raide ! ma capote est remplie de foutre bahis şirketleri ! En la retirant, je récupère mon foutre qui coule pour me caresser les couilles. Le noir en profite pour sortir de la cabine. Le nain referme la porte et me dit :« je n’ai pas eu ma ration de foutre ! je vais te lécher pour récupérer tout celui que tu as sur le corps. »Joignant le geste à la parole, il commence à me lécher partout : le visage, les seins, le ventre, la bite et les couilles. Il m’excite comme une folle avec sa langue ! Je vois qu’il rebande et moi aussi ! Il me dit :« je vais te sucer et prendre ton foutre dans ma bouche, salope ! Branles moi en même temps ; j’ai encore autant de foutre à cracher ! »Il me suce vraiment comme une pute et je sens rapidement que je vais décharger à nouveau ! Sa bite est redevenue très grosse et très raide. Je sens le foutre qui lui monte dans les couilles ! A l’écran, le film n’est pas fini. Maintenant il y a un noir allongé sur le dos, la fille à cheval sur lui, la bite dans la chatte. Un autre noir la prend en levrette, son énorme queue l’enculant jusqu’aux couilles. Un troisième est à genou devant elle et lui met son sexe raide dans la bouche. Un quatrième encule celui qui prend la fille en levrette. Le dernier encule celui qui se fait sucer. Tous ont des queues énormes et sont prêts à jouir. Je gueule :« ah ! salope, je vais tout te cracher dans la bouche ! vas-y, ça vient ! pince-moi les seins et je vais cracher toute la sauce ! »Dès qu’il me pince les seins, je lui balance tout dans la gueule ! Il aspire tout jusqu’à la dernière goutte puis se redresse et me jouit sur le visage. J’en prends plusieurs giclées dans la bouche et j’aspire les dernières giclées directement à la source. Là, nous avons tous les deux la bouche pleine de sperme. Nous nous embrassons pour mélanger nos foutres avec nos langues pendant qu’à l’écran, c’est l’explosion finale. La fille est sur le dos et les cinq noirs sont entrain de se vider les couilles à longs jets de foutres sur son visage, ses seins et son ventre ! Nous en faisons autant ; je crache mon foutre sur les seins du nain qui crache le sien sur mon ventre et mes couilles. Après un moment de récupération, je sors pour aller aux toilettes me nettoyer et me rafraîchir. J’ai encore eu cette fois ma dose de foutre et de bites !

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King of the Castle“That’s a big dick in yo’ mouth,” remarked the hung Black man.The older crossdressing bitch moaned agreement.“You missed this dick?”The sissy slut continued slurping on the 9½-inch tool. “Mmmhmmm!”“Daddy missed you too! Don’t make it so long before you get back here next time,” he stated.“Yes, sir,” she purred.The technical sergeant, who was still wearing his Airman Battle Uniform, began to take off his jacket. The name tape on it read, ‘PENDER’. “Sit on this big Black dick, Dianne,” Pender instructed.Dianne stood up. The 66 year-old with blue eyes was wearing a white lace blouse, a yellow plaid high-waisted schoolgirl skirt, white ruffle ankle socks, and black two-inch heel Mary Jane shoes. Underneath the costume, she wore a padded bra and a red thong. Her legs were shaved smooth. Dianne also had on a blond pigtail wig and long red press-on fingernails. She looked like a cheap, dime-store whore in her overdone makeup and lipstick.TSgt. Pender sat back in the chair as his lily white bitch lowered her wide, gelatinous ass on his massive snake. “Ooh wee,” he remarked. “This pussy tight!”“You like it, sir,” asked the tart.“Hell yeah,” admitted the married father of one. “You’re a good gurl for Daddy, bitch!”“Yes, sir! I love it, Sarge!”“I know. Goddamn, sweetheart!”Dianne bounced up and down the thick pole. The weather specialist airman squeezed her waist and bit his lower lip. “Ah shit, baby gurl! Ride Daddy’s dick!” He stood up lifting Dianne forward. They moved to the bed with his dick still buried inside of her poop shoot.“Fuck me,” wailed Dianne as she put her knees on the bed.“Yeah! Give Daddy that white boipussy,” Pender demanded.“Oh my god! It feels so good, sergeant! Fuck my asspussy!”“You like this big Black dick in your punk pussy ass, don’t ya?”“Yes, sir! Yes, I do!”Pender gave Dianne a rowdy pounding. He pushed her head into the mattress as he long stroked her gushy hole. “You takin’ this dick, bitch!”“I love it, Daddy,” Dianne screamed.“I know you do, sissy boi! Daddy loves this fag pussy too!”“Oh my god, baby! Fuck me!”“You want it on your back?”“Yes, sir!”“You want me to fuck you like a real woman?”“Please, sir!”The dark chocolate man flipped Dianne over. “Oh my god! I love your body,” Dianne sighed.“Oh yeah? You like these muscles?”“Yes, Daddy! You’re so manly,” she said referring to his defined chest, strong back, and powerful legs.“I’m all man and you’re all bitch, baby! Don’t you forget it!”“Fuck my asspussy!”“Yeah, bitch! You’re a good li’l white sissy!”Pffffffft. Pffffffft. Pffffffft. Pffffffft. “Hell yeah,” Pender grinned deviously. “This sissy pussy talkin’ to Daddy now!”“You fuck me so good,” cooed the gender bender.“You know I love fuckin’ you! That’s why I moved here!”“Oh yeah, Daddy!”“Yeah, bitch! You bout to make me nut!”Pender came hard in Dianne’s spent snatch. He washed up and put back on his uniform. Before leaving the hotel room, he said, “I’ll try to get back over here when I get off.”“I’d love that,” the fruit cake smiled.“I’ll let you know about 4:00, cool?”“Sounds good to me!”TSgt. Chauncy Pender left out of the Barksdale Inn located on Barksdale AFB just outside of Bossier City, Louisiana. He was stationed there as part of the 26th Operational bahis firmaları Weather Squadron. He went back to work.Dianne poured another glass of Chardonnay from the box of wine she had brought with her. By the time 4:00 rolled around, she was good and sloppy drunk.Chauncey hit her up saying he wanted another go.Dianne let him in the room and within a few moments, they were fucking. Dianne was flat on her stomach and Chauncey was tearing her juicy ass up. He plowed her unpleasantly. His thrusts were nasty, mean, and harsh.Dianne whined. “Ohhhhh! Owwww! Ahhhh! Daddy! Mmmmm!”“Take this big dick, white bitch,” ordered the strapping, fit non-commissioned officer.“Yes, sir! Fuck me!”Chauncey unloaded after several minutes of his brutal onslaught. “I gotta get home,” he said redressing. “When you coming back?”“In a couple of weeks,” she shared.“Good! I need that ass!”TSgt. Pender left and Dianne drank until she passed out.The next morning, Dianne packed her bags and checked out of the hotel. She hefted her luggage into the tiny trunk of her convertible 2007 Chrysler Crossfire. She pulled out of the parking lot and began the just over one-hour drive to Longview, TX.Dianne was eligible to stay in Department of Defense on-base lodging because she was retired after a 30-year civilian career with the U.S. Air Force as a housing manager. She lived a good life now after muddling through three failed marriages due to her gender dysphoria and having a shaky relationship with her only daughter, Rebecca.Dianne Ackley grew up in western Pennsylvania and earned an undergraduate degree in marketing. After a few years a car salesman, she went to work at Wright-Patterson AFB near Dayton, OH. After her first divorce, she transferred to Osan Air Base in Korea. She then spent several years in Fairbanks, Alaska at Eielson AFB. During her time at Yokota AB in Japan, she met a much younger Chauncey Pender. They fucked constantly until his unit was deactivated and moved to Hawaii. Dianne completed her tenure at Barksdale where Chauncey eventually got posted. Dianne officially lived full-time as a man, but spent most her waking hours en femme. Upon retiring, she sold her house in Bossier City and relocated to Longview. Her house was a quaint southwest-style home. The main house had two bedrooms and two bathrooms and an attached two-car garage. There was also a U-shaped kitchen, a small dining room, and a sitting room. Situated at the front of the lot was a separate casita, or little house. It was a twelve-by-twelve unit with a full bath, a mini fridge, and microwave . Dianne rented it out occasionally to travelers using an online lodging marketplace.Dianne arrived home and parked the sporty vehicle next to her bright blue 2014 Buick Encore compact SUV. She unpacked her bags and began doing laundry. She took a quick look at the app on her phone and saw she had a request for a lodger this evening. Dianne accepted the user and went over to the casita to straighten it up a bit. She made sure the place was fully stocked with toilet paper and fresh linens. As the casita was not outfitted with an actual kitchen, she often offered to let guests use the one in the main house or at least have a plate of whatever she cooked. The kaçak iddaa visitor informed her he would be arriving around 3:30. She finished putting away her clothes, threw on a plus-size monochromatic short-sleeve midi dress, and started cooking. She whipped up a casserole with egg noodles, ground beef, marinara sauce, shredded cheese, frozen spinach, and cream of mushroom soup.She got a text from the lodger at 3:45 letting her know he was a few minutes away. She ran to touch up her makeup. She met him outside in the tiny courtyard. He was dropped off by ride share driver in a silver Ford Fusion. “Hi, I’m Dianne,” she smiled warmly.“Sup! I’m Fat Tony,” he replied revealing a gold grill.“Oh okay,” she stammered. “This is the casita. It’s where you’ll be staying.”“It’s cool. I used to be real pudgy when I was a k**. I ain’t no li’l dude now either,” he chortled.“It’s fine.”“I could tell you was caught off guard.”“A little,” she giggled.Dianne showed him the layout and let him know she was going to eat soon. He gladly accepted the invitation to dine with her.They sat at the table both with heaping helpings of food. Dianne drank red wine. Fat Tony had a soda. “Yo! You got a real nice spot,” Fat Tony shared.“Thanks! Where are you from originally?”“Houston.”“What brought you to Longview.”“Needed a change of scenery,” the light-skinned man with reddish-brown hair and matching freckles divulged.“I hear you! I hope you like the casserole.”“It straight.”“Good. How long were you planning to stay,” the hostess inquired.“A couple nights I guess,” reasoned Fat Tony. “That cool?”“Oh yes! That’s fine with me. What kind of work do you do?”“Right now I’m between gigs.”“Oh I see.”“Yeah! I’m kinda out here makin’ a new start.”“Nothing wrong with that. I’ve had to make a couple of new starts in my life.”“Oh yeah?”“Yep. I’ve been married and divorced three times.”“Damn! Men wasn’t treatin’ you right.”“Something like that,” she smirked. “Would you like some more.”“Yeah! Can I get another soda too?”Dianne served him and sat back down.Fat Tony shoveled a forkful into his mouth. “Yo! I got a question.”“What is it,” checked Dianne.“Yo’ listing said you was LGBT friendly. You get a lot of gay folks here?”“I wouldn’t say a lot. But definitely some.”“That’s wassup!”“Yeah,” she stood up to clear the table.“You wearin’ that dress,” Fat Tony remarked.“Excuse me.”“I’m sayin’ you look nice in that dress is all.”“Thank you, sir!”“No offense or nothin’. But is you a tranny?”“What?!?!?”“I’m not judgin’. I’m juss askin’. I been with da gurls before,” he admitted.“Well…Yeah I used to be a man, but live as a woman now,” she answered.“That’s what’s up. You like Black dick?”“Yes,” she blushed.“That’s wassup! You like young niggas?”“How old are you?”“Twenty-four.”“Oh wow! I’m a lot older than you.”“Age ain’t nothin’ but a number.”“That is true,” she laughed. “So you’ve been with other trans women before?”“Yeah! I fucked a few,” Fat Tony informed the hostess. “Been a minute since I got some though.”“That’s a shame,” Dianne lamented on his behalf.“That finna change,” he stood up.Fat Tony was a good head taller than Dianne even though she had on slide-in kitten heels. His thick rib cage and broad shoulders supported a frame with more natural kaçak bahis muscle mass than the average man, but also with considerable body fat surrounding it. He had big feet and hands. He had sturdy legs. Fat Tony’s head was large and round with a protruding brow. His hazel eyes were set close together.Fat Tony lumbered towards the senior citizen. Dianne backed up slowly until she hit the counter. Her palms turned clammy. She shrank back and let out a high-pitched nervous laugh. She fidgeted with a sterling silver, art deco ring on her right hand. “How long ago,” she asked.Fat Tony licked his lips that were darkened from smoking. He squinted his eyes. He placed his mammoth left hand on the cabinet above Dianne’s head. He ran a knuckle from his left down the T-girl’s cheek. He pressed his body against hers. “Two months ago. Mexican boycunt. I’m bout to fuck da shit outta you!”“Oh…really,” Dianne stumbled over her words.“Yeah! Suck my dick first.”Dianne knelt down and extracted the engorged 7¼-inch prick. It was incredibly fat, one of the girthiest she’d ever seen. She struggled to fit it into her mouth.“Damn, faggit,” groaned the aggressor. “Suck dat dick, bitch! Dat’s it, hoe!”She gave it her all.“Stand up and turn around,” Fat Tony ordered. He spat on his finger and worked it into Dianne’s rectum. He pushed his meaty cock inside of her.“Oh my god,” she wailed.“Take dis nigga dick, bitch!”“Yes, sir!”“Yo old ass got some good boycunt!”“Fuck me, baby!”“Tell Fat Tony you love dis dick!”“I love your big dick, Fat Tony!”“You gon’ be my gurl, baby?!?”“Yes, sir!”“Gimme dis faggit pussy whenever I want it?”“Oh god yes!”“Damn right, faggit. I own yo’ white pussy ass!”Fat Tony deposited a huge load in Dianne. “Get ready. We goin’ to da liquor store!”Dianne grabbed the keys to SUV. Fat Tony barked, “I’m drivin’, bitch!”Dianne paid for two huge bottles of cognac, a gallon of Merlot, a case of beer, and some peach-flavored gin. “Do you know where I can get some weed,” the thug inquired.“Not really,” Dianne replied.“Well, let’s go to da hood.”Fat Tony drove around till he spotted a corner store with guys standing outside. He took twenty bucks from Dianne and purchased some loud. Back at Dianne’s house, they were both drinking and smoking. She was playing with his hard dick. “You a good bitch, faggit,” he approved.“Thank you, baby!”“You gon’ be my housewife!”“Yes, sir!”“I wasn’t askin’, hoe! I was tellin’ you!”“Yes, Fat Tony!”“Dat’s right, fag! I’m da king of dis castle!”Drunk and high, Dianne showed Fat Tony to the master bedroom. The two big bodies flopped onto the king size bed.He went inside of Dianne. She was face down with her booty tooted in the air. He stood behind her and pounded. His balls ached as he slammed the queer bottom slut.“Oh shit,” Fat Tony growled. “You my faggit housewife, bitch!”“Yes, sir! I am!”“Take dis big nigga dick, faggit! Gimme dat boycunt!”“Oh my god!”“Yeah! You granny tranny hoe! Take dis dick! Fuck back on it!”Dianne threw her ass back. Fat Tony delivered long, brutal strokes until he came.The next morning, Dianne made him breakfast.That had been two weeks ago and Fat Tony was still living with her. She was cooking his meals, washing his clothes, worshipping his dick, buying him sneakers, and keeping him happy. Fat Tony spent his days eating snacks, playing Fortnite on Xbox One, jerking his dick, ordering Dianne around, and fucking the aging skank.“Yo! Dianne! Bring me a beer,” yelled the king.

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The Resort part 2I had a few things to do, so we had to divide the forces. I told Lidia to vacuum clean the upstairs bar and Ania to check all the upstairs rooms in the next wing and give me a written list. Then I told Irina to take the piles of clothes and follow me. Since Diana still was wearing the handcuffs, and since Lidia would be near anyway, I didn´t give her any job. I had my office downstairs, behind the lobby. I could sense how Irina began to get a little nervous. The master chef lived close and he had a tendency to show up unexpected, with the trunk of his ageing Mercedes loaded with potato or local beer or wine or whatever he needed to run a proper restaurant.I told her to put the clothes on the only guest chair in the small, windowless room. I had to send a few faxes (yes, it was back in those days).“Are you still…questioning the contract you signed?” I asked.“No, the contract is fine…But most would probably question the circumstances..“But no-one forced you to sign…“True” she said and shifted her weight from one foot to the other. She was a rather tall woman, perhaps about 175 centimetres, with jet black hair, brown eyes and a few freckles around her nose. Her breasts were not large, but sat high on her chest and were firm and pointy. Her hands were folded just below her navel. “You know, you can make a lot of cash in one season here…“Yes, you said that…And you are sure that no-one will take a cut?”“Not unless we get any complaints…in that case we will take the necessary actions..“I both understand and accept that, sir“Good..get down on your knees…She gasped, but I knew that she obeyed. I loaded a few sheets of paper into the fax-machine. An order for soft drinks to be delivered no later than Monday. That meant by Thursday, if we were lucky. Irina sat very straight on her knees on the floor, with her hands resting on her thighs. “Okay, who is the most horny of you four?”She made a small surprised sound before she answered.“Well, Lidia only takes about men…But we all like men…“Very good..who do you think will be most…reluctant to do as told?“I don´t know..maybe…Lidia again….But I am not used to be…“To be what, Irina?“Well, to be..told what to do…sir”She lifted her arms and folded her hand behind her neck, behind a curtain of her straight, black hair. She was not looking at me when she moistened her lips. The fax machine spat the little send report out. I threw it away without even looking at it. “Some of our rich guests may want to have more than one girl…” I said and put a hand on the back of her head. She gasped and looked up at me.“Some of them will want to watch two women together before the act…“I am sure that I can work with all the other women here, sir”My acquaintances from the black sea resort had given me a few good tips and tricks, amongst that a long list of useful items. I opened a drawer and took a black leather necklace out. The sigth of that made her gasp once more.“Can you help me with the hair..?“Yes, sir”I fitted the necklace, made sure that it was not really tight at all, but mostly as a remedy to show her current status. A small padlock made sure she could not get it off without my acceptance. Then I hooked a long metal chain to the necklace.“Have you ever been with a woman before”“No…only this..today I let the chain fall very gentle down her back, the coldness of the metal made her tremble a little. “Good…Did güvenilir bahis you like it?“It was very brief…but I think I like men better…”“I think I want to see you with one of the girls…“Okay, sir” she said with a smile that seemed a little bit fake. “Who would you like?…The smile ran away from her pretty face. She put a fingertip in her large mouth and sucked on it. I realized that she was getting into her new role. I took the glass with the pre-production Sildenafil and put it in my pocket. “I don´t think that Ania has been with a girl before….but.”“Good, that is it, then…come… She jumped to her feet and followed me out of the office. I made sure that she saw how I checked that the door was locked. We went back upstairs. One of the doors down at her far end of the corridor with the larger, most expensive rooms. That meant that Ania was at work. We went back to the bar. Lidia poured us a fresh set of beers. Then we went out for Ania.I took Diana´s hand and put the metal leash into it. She looked up at me, almost frightened.“It´s no big deal” I said as calm as possible,” you just need to tell Ania what we want to see…She nodded. Behind us Lidia giggled.The moment we all entered the room and found Ania in the bathroom, taking notes, she too looked frightened. Then her face lit up in a brilliant smile. “This…needs fixing..“It is called a faucet… “I said and pushed the timid Diana into the bathroom. “Enough for now” she said and suddenly she looked stern. She took the note-book and pencil from Ania´s hands without letting go of the leash, “ You need to work on something different now…”She looked at me for confirmation. I nodded. She had noticed that both ends of the metal leash had a snap ring so she quickly attached it around the faucet. Irina sat on the edge of the bathtub.“Now…entertain us!” Diana said, then left the room, stood next to me in the tiny hallway. I took a pill and washed it down with beer. Irina and Ania began kissing. I kissed Diana on the forehead and gave her a beer. She smiled and sat down on her knees. Then I put my arm around Lidia´s wide hip. Ania squatted. Began to kiss the hard nipples. Irina leaned back, somehow she managed to find support on the inner edge of the tub. Lidia rubbed her behind against the side of my leg. Irina´s forehead became a maze of deep furrows. Ania was kissing her stomach now. Then her face disappeared between Irina´s long legs. I put my hand between Lidia´s butt cheeks and drank beer. She looked up at me. I ignored her. “Is “she getting wet?” I asked.“Yes, very wet” Ania giggled and looked at me with her chin on Irina´s thigh.“Is it because she is horny or because she has been peeing?”“The first, i think..” she laughed. Somehow Irina managed to twist her leg, so that her pussy was pointing towards the audience. Then Ania dove down, began to lick her again. Then the unavoidable began to happen; Irina´s behind began to slide on the enamelled bathtub. Lidia gasped loudly as I pressed a finger up her rear, but didn´t say anything. Now Irina was sitting in the tub, but across, with her legs sticking out. Ania rose and looked at me. “Yes…“Yes what” she giggled and tried to look innocent. “Make her lick you cunt.“Okay, mister”She climbed into the tub. Stood in front of Irina and pressed her crutch against the sitting brunettes face. I had two fingertips inside Lidia´s rear. She did not look too pleased, türkçe bahis but she did not object either. The pill was not working yet. “Look, I am not so used to drink beer…can I go to the toilet really quick?`” Ania asked with one of her big smiles. I put my glass on the floor and took my wallet out. “The Germans like that…they call it Champagne sex” I said, feeling a bit like a teacher. All four gasped, but no one said anything. I could not really open my wallet, my fingers were still in Lidia´s ass. “If a guest asks for that, you shall only do it if you want to…and it should not come cheap…” I said. Irina looked as if she was working hard to restrain herself. “She did hesitate the contract,” Diana said, “maybe she need a special…thing for that. “She did”My fingers slipped out of Lidia. I took the few steps into the small bathroom. It was crowed with the three of us there. “You did in fact hesitate, Irina…“But I am not used to this…I know only normal….sex!”“That Is why we are doing this…very rich guests will pay very good for things like this…“Noo..” she said, but without trying to get up from the tub. “But you should demand at least 1000 D-marks for a golden shower….and besides, it will remind you that you all belong to me, for the time being. “Are you about that amount?” Diana asked“It should be a minimum…and only if you want to..“But for you, it is free!” Irina said sullenly. But I saw that she put the plug in the drain. Diana pulled at my trousers and when I looked at her, she blinked. “I am sure Diana knows how to behave…Don´t you…?“I do” she said tonelessly and climbed into the tub. Then she put her chained arms around Irina, kissed her on the cheek. Ania leaned back towards me. Then she moaned and began to pee. The two in the tub moaned as the warm urine began to flow, landing on their chests. “Can´t stop” Ania giggled. She had her hands on their heads. I let her piss on my fingers. Both women were looking up at me. Lidia was behind me. Her hands were on my hips and she was kissing the side of my neck.“Shall I get in or out?” Ania asked with a giggle.“Out” I said and held my wet fingers towards Diana. She leaned forwards, licking them. Ania began to wash her feet in the sink. Then I opened my trousers. Still no erection, but my bladder was kind of full.“Open up, ladies…”I began to piss. Both threw their heads back, both had open mouths. It made Irina choke and cough, but Diana held eye contact while I pissed in her mouth. Filled it, made it flow over. I aimed at Irina´s again, with the same result. Then the flow began to fry out. “Ania, go get towels…and soap” I said. With the opening still a few days away, all the rooms were fully furnished, but still needed to have the beds made and towels, soap and shampoo distributed. That was planned for the day before the opening.I reached out for Lidia, made her stand in front of me, between me and the women in the bathtub. My arm was around her and she held my hand, surprisingly firm. “I don´t want to do that!” she said. “Just let them lick your cunt,” I said, “you like that, don´t you?”Lidia made an unarticulated sound, but put one of her legs up on the edge of the tub, spreading wide. Both Diana and Irina leaned forwards. Lidia twitched but put a hand around the back of Irina´s head.“Two girls will be in much higher demand…Diana gently pushed Irina away, but it looked as if Irina still güvenilir bahis siteleri was fingering Lidia. Ania was back, but she kept standing at the door to the bathroom. I could feel the pill now. The girls swapped places again. I took a step to the side. Lidia had her eyes closed now. Irina had two fingers in her cunt. “Come here, bitch..I put my hand behind Diana´s head and pulled her forwards. She gasped. Took my still slumbering cock in her mouth. Began to work. My erection returned while Irina was licking and fingering Lidia´s pussy. Ania put the towels on the closed toilet lid and came closer. I took her hand, placed it between Lidia´s buttocks. Then I swapped place again. Diana licked pussy while Irina suck my cock. I could see that petite Ania had two fingers up in Lidia´s butt. Then Ania took my hand and placed on her butt. I pushed her away. “No, it is not you turn..Then I took Lidia´s hands. There really wasn´t much space in the bathroom. I got a firm grip of both Lidia´s wrists in one hand. “You two stay there” I said and took Lidia into the bedroom. The bed stood with its mattresses bare and its blankets still in its plastic wrapping. Ania followed us. I had not told her to do anything.“Shall I lick her pussy?” she suggested with a servile little smile. “No, on all four, both of you…No the other way, you fool. They stood hip against hip across the bed. Both were wet. Something must be turning them on after all. The blonde moaned loudly when I slowly penetrated her. Ania giggled and kissed her on the cheek. I had two finger in her pussy.“You belong to me, until Sunday…I began to fuck Lidia slowly. She got down on her elbows on the bed. The she looked back at me, while Ania was kissing her neck. I nodded. They began to kiss. My fingers slid out of Ania´s cunt. She snapped for air when I pressed them up her ass. “What did you expect…I already tested your cunt” I said. She did not say any thing, but I could feel that she was less than enthusiastic about it. I leaned forward and grabbed her left wrist with my left hand. Then I placed her hand between Lidia´s buttocks. Ania sat up on her knees, carefully and looked at me over her shoulder, while her finger was playing around Lidia´s as hole.“Do it..The tip of Ania´s finger disappeared inside as I let my cock slide out of Lidia´s pussy. Then I took a step sideways. Ania sat up ever straighter as she felt the stiffness of my cock against the skin of her back. When my fingers slipped out of her, I bent my knees a little. She moaned softly as I began to conquer her rear. “Our guests will be demanding too…You both know that..She nodded. Her eyes were closed and her forehead had deep wrinkles. Lidia sat up too and caught my eyes. I nodded and began to fuck Ania very slowly. She was frowning. “Rich men will pay large sums to fuck your arse”She nodded, but she was still not a big fan. I could see that she had two fingers knuckle deep into Lidia´s wide behind. I could hear her loud sigh of relief as I let my cock slide out of her arse.Lidia smiled at me, but the smile did not quite reach her blue eyes. But she was trying to be pleasing. I stepped back to her, while Ania collapsed on the bed. “You´re not off duty yet,” I said and slapped her rear semi hard, “ I want your pretty face between her thighs and I want you to lick her cunt for me…She didn´t hesitate. I began to press my cock against the blonde girls arse. She moaned loudly as I slid inside her. She stood very still under me, while I had her. I could feel Ania´s forehead supporting my testicles. “You are both good at this…When I came the second time I shot my load off into Lidia´s arse.

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Grampa babysitsGrampa babysitsIt’s Saturday night, your parents are out of town and Grampa Dan is babysitting you for the weekend. It’s a bit warm tonight and you just don’t feel like sleeping. You are eight years old and even though you are supposed to be in bed, the house is too quiet, no TV is on So as you quietly tip toe out of your room and into the kitchen, you hear a bit of sound from the basement. Grampa Dan must be in the basement doing something.So you quietly open the door and go down a few steps and watch. There in front of you, you see Grampa Dan, his hand moving and the projector is rolling, showing a black and white movie about a guy and his very much younger girl. The man was taking his enormous cock out of the girl’s pussy, and pressing it into the girl’s bottom.Grampa Dan stood up at this point, and you could see that he was furiously jerking off his enormous cock, while watching the movie. You had seen your older brothers ‘pee-pee’ before. You had seen it several times, but it was more like a finger, not big, and thick, with a purplish head like Uncle Dan.You looked back at the movie and now the girl in the movie was loving it. She was telling the man to ‘fuck her harder, to fuck her deeper’ The man in the movie pulled his cock out of her ass and spit in it and shoved it in hard and fast. Grampa Dan stiffened and gobs of white stuff flew from his cock. You must have made a noise, because Grampa Dan turned and looked at you, and you fled back to your room, where you pretended to be fast asleep in your bed.A few moments later your Grampa Dan opened the door to your room, and just looked at you. He never said a word, and you were so glad of that. He closed the door after a while, and you could hear the TV was turned on. When you were sure that he wasn’t coming back, you could relax.As you lie in your bed, your hand went between your legs. You felt the slit that you wiped after you went pee, and below was the wrinkly thing where you went poop. Your fingers touched your asshole, and it felt ok, but nothing special, and you wondered why the girl in the movie liked it so much. Your fingers went back to your slit as your mind thought about Grampa Dan’s very big cock. Your fingers lazily rubbing your pussy slit as you thought of his purplish head that squirted white stuff. Your legs did a little quiver as something happened. Your fingers still rubbing up and down your slit, and your body spasmed a bit, and your pussy felt all wet and sensitive. You pulled your hand out of your panties, and rolled over and tried to sleep.Now, many nights, your fingers went to your slit, and you found out that if you do it right, you can have that amazing feeling again, and sometimes…again. Your fingers discovered that you could push into the slit, that there was a hole there. The same hole the man in the movie had his fat cock in.Many nights you would lie in bed, and think of the movie, and think of Uncle Dan. Now every time you saw Grampa Dan, you would look at him, your eyes always went to his crotch. One time when you were twelve, you must have zoned a bit because Grampa Dan said “what are you looking at Sarah?” And your face blushed and güvenilir canlı bahis siteleri you stammered something and scurried away in a hurry.Later that night in your room as you got ready for bed, you looked into your mirror. Your breasts were growing, even faster than your cousin’s breasts. Your hand went to your crotch, and as your fingers felt the fuzz of young, sparse pubic hair, they went to your cunt. Your fingers dip in you for a bit of moisture before rubbing in that special spot. You hear the girls at school call it a clit, although in your health class it was called a clitoris. You loved the way it felt and you backed up to your bed and touched the foot board.It had two bed knobs, one on each side, each came to a small round oval, with a tiny knob on the end. This night you pressed against it, the little knob sliding between your ass cheeks as your finger rubbed away on your ‘special spot’. You moved your hips and the knob touched your pussy. You pushed back and let it part your lips and enter into you. It felt good being there as you rubbed your clit. As usual our mind thought about Grampa Dan, and him stroking his big cock. Your fingers are rubbing away and you feel it, the warm, shaky feeling you get when you play with your clit.Only this time your bed post was in your pussy and you rocked on it, rubbing your clit still. You would pull off, only to sit back down, the feelings were great, and you imagined it was Grampa Dan’s cock fucking you. The bed post became the nightly ritual for you, except when you were on your period. Even then, unless you were cramping too much, your fingers found their way to your small, hard bump, and rubbed the clit until you orgasmed. Cum, as the girls called itSome of your friends claimed they were having sex. You were 14 and your parents were not ready to let you date. All you could do is go on a chaperoned group date, like with the church youth group. You wanted sex. You wanted it bad. You also had many, many fantasies about having sex with your Grampa Dan.Soon your nightly ritual with the bed post was getting more physical. You had begun thrusting down on the bed knob forcing it deeper and deeper into your pussy, imagining it was Grampa Dan thrusting his cock into you. One night as you rose off the bed post to sit on it again, you shifted a bit and it touched your ass, and with some thrust it went right into your ass. It didn’t hurt, and when you moved up and down on it, as you rubbed your clit, it began to feel good. REAL GOODNow you were thinking of how hot Grampa Dan was as he watched the girl fucked in her ass. You imagined his cock in your ass as you rode the bed post every night. You would soon be bouncing on it, shoving the tiny knob deep into your ass as you rubbed your clit.Come Summer, your family would go camping at the lake. Often Grampa Dan was there too. You could see how he looked at you, as you dove under the water and come back up. Your bikini top showing off your wonderfully large breasts. Once he licked his lips, and you knew he was thinking of you. Boldly, when your parents went to get the grub ready for supper, you stayed in the water a bit longer, güvenilir illegal bahis siteleri and when you were sure your Grampa Dan was looking, but your parents backs were turned, you dove in the water, and loosened your top, so it fell down as you come out of the water. You stood there topless, for a moment letting your Grampa get a good look, before feigning surprise and squatting down in the water to put your top back on.From that day on, Grampa found excuses to get near you. You would pass each other in the kitchen and you would touch. Most of it innocent, but each touch was electric to you. Soon it was a game and you found yourself one time pushing back, your ass touching his groin, as he stood still, and put his hand on your hip. “Mmm” came from his lips as the brief moment ended.Then the day came when your parents were going out of town for two days. They said they needed a babysitter. Your brother stayed over at a friend’s house, and you protested that you were a teen and didn’t need a babysitter. Your parents told you to hush, that your Grampa Dan would stay over for a couple of days. He would be at work during the day, but would come home after work and spend the night. Your mom told you about a few things in the freezer that she wanted you to cook for you and your Grampa.Your mind was racing as you thought about possibilities. You could hardly sleep, even after two body racking orgasms on the bed post. Your mind drifted to the day next week when you would make Grampa Dan dinner.The morning on the day your parents left, you got out the frozen steak, you washed potatoes to bake and got some asparagus. You went to school because it was a weekday, and rushed home to shower and get ready. In the shower your hands were rubbing your pussy in anticipation of your seduction of Grampa Dan. You put on a nice dress, you did not have sexy dresses, Mom and Dad wouldn’t allow it. You went to your Mom’s room and got out a sweater of hers. It was very low cut, and it was very daring but you wanted to impress your Grampa.When your Grampa came home, you had potatoes in the oven, you handed Grampa one of your dad’s beers and told him that dinner was still a half hour away. You pointed to the sofa, and as he sat down, he said ”You look sexy Sarah. I doubt your parents would enjoy seeing you like this.”“Do you want me to change Grampa Dan?” you asked“Why no Sarah, I like it just fine”“Ok then” you said as you bent to pick up a piece of paper that you had put on the floor earlier, giving Grampa Dan a great look at your breasts. As you left the room you could see his gaze upon your ass as you walked away. You pan fried the steak, grilled the asparagus and took out the potatoes and lit candles. You walked to your Uncle and said “Dinner is served”He followed you into the dining room, and as he sat, you dimmed the lights. “This is…romantic” he said, as he prepared his potato. In the flickering candlelight, you looked ravishing, and Grampa’s eyes feasted upon you. He cleared his throat and said “Sarah, you have grown up quite a bit. I’ve been watching you”, he said as I nodded my head, pecking at my food. “I think you have güvenilir bahis şirketleri been showing off a bit for me. Do you realize how hard you make me?You had a puzzled look on your face, and said “How do I make it hard for you Grampa Dan?” Then, Grampa Dan put his fork and knife down. And said “do you really want to know Sarah?”“Yes” you said, “I don’t want to make things difficult for you”Grampa Dan laughed and said come over here Sarah, sit on my lap” So you got up, smoother your skirt and sat on Grampa Dan’s lap. “Do you feel that lump ?” he said, “That is my cock. That’s what you get hard for me Sarah” You blushed, as Grampa Dan whispered in your ear “I want to make you a real woman, but this has to be our secret – Forever. OK?” You shook your head yes and Grampa Dan reached under your sweater, under your bra, and squeezed your breast, twisted and tugged your nipples. You sucked in air as your nipples hardened. Your reached down and ripped off your sweater and bra.Grampa had you turn around so he could suck and chew of your fabulous breasts. As you sat on him, you could feel his bulge. Your reached down to unzip him, and he told you to get up, and he pulled his pants down. You pull your skirt and panties off and he reaches over and touches your pussy. You spread your legs and his finger slips in you. You are tight, but not virgin tight because of the bed post. He pulls out his finger and licks it. He tells you to follow him up to your room.Of course you do, your heart beating, as he lies you on the bed and goes between your legs, and begins to lick your pussy. Omigod what a feeling! He had your hips raised up as his tongue was every where, in your pussy, in your ass, licking your clit, he drove you crazy!He lifted your legs and got between them and lift your legs up high and pressed his cock to your pussy. He went slow the first inch, then rammed his cock in you. “Gonna make you my lil bitch” he said as you cried out in pain and in joy. His hips a flurry as he pounded your cunt. You were whimpering “Fuck me Grampa Dan, Take me. Take my pussy, then take my ass. I’m yours, fuck your lil bitch”With that Grampa slammed his cock so deep, and hard. “Bet your ass I will Sarah” You pulled on your nipples, gazing over into the mirror as his ass went up and down, filling your tight cunt with his fat cock. It was glorious, it felt so good, better than you imagined it would.After a bit, Grampa Dan pulled out of you, and spit on your ass. “Not gonna get you pregnant, time to use your ass” He guided his cock to your ass,. And pressed the head into your ass. You grabbed his hips and pulled him into your ass. “Oh gawd” you yelled “Fuck me, fuck me hard in my ass, P-l-e-a-seee!”Grampa Dan threw his weight into it and slammed his thick cock into your ass, stretching your ass delightfully as he pounded it. “Fuck me. Fuck me good” you hollered as his breath came in spurts and your body was shuddering. He fucked you so hard and so deep until at last he let out a moan and filled your ass with his load. His hot cum in your ass, so warm, so delicious. You wanted this so bad.Grampa Dan rolled off you and onto your bed. You touched his slimey cock. “Suck it Sarah, suck me dry, then suck me hard, and well fuck some more, ok?” You didn’t say a word, but eagerly bent to his soft cock and delightfully sucked him clean, as he played with your nipples. Dishes will have to wait for morning because you had plans for Grampa Dan tonight…or maybe he has plans for you.

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My Daughter Friend is GayI’m forty-six years old, a computer systems analyst working for a large accounting firm in downtown Chicago, although I make my home in the suburb of LaGrange. I’ve been married to my wife Grace, a paralegal, for ten years. Grace has a nineteen year old daughter named Janie from her first marriage who I love as if she were my own c***d. We also have a beautiful eight year old daughter named Lauren, who is my little angel.I have known I was bisexual since I was in my late teens, but before the events in this story all I’d ever experienced with other men were fantasies. At the depth of my being, I had a certain amount of shame that just kept me from acting on my desires. My one outlet was writing erotic stories. Over the years I’ve written dozens of stories that involved me being with other men and exploring my many fantasies of gay and bi sex and submission. I am lucky, though, because Grace is completely understanding and even more than a little turned on by my attraction to men. We have always talked openly about it, and I even share my stories with her, which has contributed to our fantastic sex life. Other than that, my other sexual needs were fed only by fantasy.That all changed one Tuesday evening when Janie called to tell us she was coming home from school to visit for the weekend. Grace was working late that night, so she asked me if it would be alright for her to bring a friend with her. “Of course,” I answered. “Why wouldn’t it?””Well, it’s a guy, but he’s just a friend.” “How many times have I heard that before?” I chuckled.”No really, Dan, he’s gay,” she protested.That stopped me in my tracks. “Is he?” I asked.”Yea. His name’s Mark. He’s kind of a militant for rights on campus. He leads a couple of student groups, not just for gay rights, but for a bunch of other causes, as well.” “Well, that’s admirable,” I said, feeling hot all of the sudden.”He’s a great guy and he’s been a really good friend to me this year. Can he come?””Sure,” I said, finally letting go of the breath I hadn’t realized I’d been holding. “I don’t mind and I’m sure your mother won’t, either.”She thanked me repeatedly, told me she loved me, and said that she’d see us all on Friday.That night as Grace and I got ready for bed, I informed her about our houseguest. Noticing the bulge in my boxers, she teased that I must be turned on by the thought of having a gay man in the house. She pointed out the potential even if we both knew that I wouldn’t act on it. We had our usual amazing sex as we talked about a scenario that was closer to real than usual.Janie and her guest arrived on Friday night just before dinnertime. As he stepped through the doorway and into our living room, I was struck by how good looking he was. He was tall with short dark brown hair and milky white skin. He was well built, though not overly so.”Mark,” said Janie, motioning to each of us as she introduced us, “this is my mom, my sister Lauren, and my stepdad Dan. Everybody, this is Mark Ross.””Nice to meet you,” he said as he shook hands with each of us. “Thanks so much for letting Janie bring me home. The dorm gets old after awhile, and I live too far away to get home except between semesters.””Mark’s from Colorado,” Janie explained.”Well, dinner’s just about ready,” Grace said. “Why don’t you guys put your bags down and come into the kitchen?”I had been really quiet throughout all of this. I hoped Mark didn’t think I was weird. But having a real living, breathing gay man in my house was really turning me on. I stood with my hands covering my crotch as we walked into the kitchen, trying to hide my growing erection. As we sat down at the table, Lauren was excitedly talking with Janie and Mark about the Harry Potter books, which they all read. As I watched them talk all I could think about was the fact that he was gay. I started picturing him having sex with another man. I quickly snapped myself out of it. This was so inappropriate. My daughters were sitting at this table. This young man who had become the object of my lust was not only a guest in my home, but my stepdaughter’s good friend. Not to mention the fact that I was old enough to be his father.”How old are you, Mark?” I asked suddenly. The girls looked up at me, puzzled, and I sheepishly realized I had inadvertently butted right into the middle of their conversation. Mark, however, smiled politely and answered me. “I just canlı bahis turned twenty.”I nodded distractedly. My daughters exchanged looks that seemed to say “He’s finally lost it,” but Mark fixed me with a quick penetrating stare, and then turned back to the Harry Potter conversation.”I hope you don’t mind sleeping in Janie’s bedroom, Mark,” Grace said a few minutes later. “We don’t have a guest room. Janie can sleep with Lauren in her room for the weekend.””No, that’s okay,” Mark protested. “I don’t mind sleeping on your couch.””I like when Janie sleeps with me,” Lauren said through a mouthful of pizza.With the sleeping arrangements settled, the conversation turned to Mark’s campus activism. Grace asked him what causes he was involved with, and after naming all of them, he drew himself up in his chair.”Inclusion is very important to me, and I and some other students are trying to help shape the University into a place that is more respectful of diversity. Not that it’s awful now, but everything can be better.””Inclusion’s good,” I said stupidly in a goofy voice. Janie shot me a look of annoyance for my bizarre behavior.Mark, however, just smiled and nodded at my comment. He was so assertive and sure, but not at all cocky. I began to picture him undressing, slowly unbuttoning his shirt to reveal his bare chest. His shirt was off and he was undoing his belt when I was snapped out of my fantasy by Grace serving each of us a bowl of chocolate ice cream.As we ate dessert, Lauren asked Janie to take her out for shopping and a movie the next day. “Sure,” Janie said. Turning to Mark, she asked him if he wanted to come along. “No thanks. I need to get caught up on some work. That is, if you don’t mind me sticking around and using your computer,” he said, looking over at Grace. “Of course not,” she said, waving her hand. Looking over at me slyly out of the corner of her eye, she added “I actually have to go into the office for a little while tomorrow, anyway, but I’m sure Dan will be able to help you with whatever you need.” It was with great effort that I kept myself from cumming right there at the table.After we finished our ice cream, Mark offered to help wash the dishes, after which time he and Janie left to meet up with some of her old high school friends. They told us not to wait up for them.”Don’t forget we’re leaving at ten!” Lauren shouted as they walked out the door. Janie shouted back, “I won’t!” As we climbed into bed that night, Grace reached over and found my cock already hard. She smiled and said, “Thinking about you and Mark having a little quality time tomorrow?” I laughed and said “No,” rather weakly. She gave me a knowing smile, then rolled over and quickly fell asleep. I didn’t fall asleep quite so easily, though.I slept later than usual and only woke when Grace came into the bedroom with a cup of coffee for me. She said that the girls were just getting ready to leave and she was just finishing up some computer work and was then going to head out, as well. She slid her hand beneath the sheets and gave my cock a stroke. “I’ll take care of that later if you don’t get any other offers,” she said, and with a wink, she walked out. I watched the sports news and drank my coffee and a few minutes later she came back to give me a kiss goodbye. What I didn’t know was that her “computer work” was leaving some of my erotic stories open but minimized on the computer that Mark was going to be using that morning. She knew they’d be impossible for him to miss and she suspected that when he read the rather graphic content he would be spurred into action. I turned the TV off and finished my coffee, then got up to take a shower. As I stood under the warm stream of water, I began to stroke my cock, again thinking of our handsome young houseguest. Just the fact that I was alone in the house with him was arousing. I stroked myself slowly, but before I came, I stopped and resolved to save it for Grace when she got home. I got out and toweled off, and by now was thinking of a few things that I had to get done at some point during the day. I walked out of the bathroom naked and went towards my dresser as usual. What wasn’t usual was that Mark was lying naked on our bed slowly stroking his cock.I stopped, in shock, and stupidly asked, “Mark, what are you doing?”He didn’t answer for some time and then said slowly, “I’m stroking my cock.”I couldn’t say anything bahis siteleri at first, but finally, my mouth reacted properly and said, “You need to leave.”He didn’t move and didn’t answer at first, then said, “Do I? It looks like your cock says otherwise.”My cock, of course, displayed my true feelings and was throbbing hard already. I dropped my eyes down, partly from embarrassment and partly to confirm the betrayal that I could feel pulsing hot through my body. My eyes drifted slowly up and stared at his cock. He was still lightly stroking his hand up and down the shaft. I stared and could do nothing but observe every detail. It was beautiful. Long and thick, not huge, but big and perfectly shaped. I stared and couldn’t look away. My trance was broken by him getting up from the bed and walking towards me. My eyes dropped again. I was too nervous and embarrassed to look at him. I could see a wet spot at the tip of my cock and then could see his body come into view as he stepped close to me. His hands gently slid over my nipples, causing my body to convulse and more wetness to seep from the end of my cock. His hand went to my cock and he wiped his fingers across the wet head and I thought that I would cum all over his hand. He brought his hand to my mouth and pushed my chin up so that I was forced to look at him at the same time. My mouth went to his fingers and licked the salty wetness from them as he said, “You’re hungry, Dan, aren’t you?”I nodded my head in shame and hunger.He smiled and said, “You want to suck my cock, don’t you?”I nodded my head again.”That’s not good enough. Tell me what you want.””I want to suck your cock,” I said with a trembling voice.”I know you do. You want me to make you my whore. You don’t just want to suck my cock, you want to worship it. You want every drop of cum you can get out of it, don’t you?”It was not a question and he knew the answer. “Oh God, yes. I want your cock in my mouth. I want you to fuck me and I want you to give me all your hot cum,” I blurted out as I dropped to my knees in front of him and his swollen cock.I stared straight ahead at it and he took it in his hand and slowly stroked it up and down again. He bent his cock forward and ran it across my cheek and under my chin. He forced my head up with it, to make me look him in the face. I tried to look away, but couldn’t. He asked, “Where do you want my cum, Dan?””Everywhere,” was all I could say.He smiled. A sort of wry smile that seemed to be amused by what a cum slut I was in front of him. I was beyond embarrassment by now and was consumed by lust. My servitude fed his arousal and he gave way to his power over me completely. “I’m going to give it to you everywhere before we’re done,” he said, “but I’m going to start with your face, because a slut should have cum on his face before he gets fucked. Get on the bed.”I climbed onto the bed and he pulled my head around so that it was close to the edge. He stood over me, stroking his cock. I stared in amazement and lust at his cock and heavy balls just inches from my face. My body quivered and my face was frozen in a look of lustful anticipation. “Tell me what you want, Dan,” he panted.”Cum on my face. Oh God, cum on my face. Shoot your hot cum on me. Cover me. I want it. Please. Cum on my face. Please. Please, Mark. Please. Please.” I ranted.I watched his balls pull tight to the base of his cock. His cock throbbed and jerked. His cum flew and landed hot on my face. Shot after hot shot flew from his lurching cock all over my face and neck and into my hair. My orgasm came. Cum poured from my cock out onto my belly. His legs grew weak from the force of his orgasm and he leaned forward onto the bed to steady himself, pressing his cock and balls into my face as he did. I licked and sucked at his cum soaked balls. A long moan that started when I saw the first throb of his cock was muffled but not diminished by his messy crotch pressed to my face. I felt his hand on my cock and, though its hardness had only diminished slightly, I felt it grow harder still. He regained his strength and brought his hand to my mouth. I licked my cum greedily from his fingers. He ran his fingers through the cum that he had shot all over my face and smiled at me, seeing that I was eagerly awaiting whatever he wanted to do to me next. He slid his hand under my neck and lifted my head towards the head of the bed. He spread cum everywhere bahis şirketleri he touched me. I was lying on the bed now, with my head toward the top. He straddled my chest and pressed forward, saying, “Suck my cock, Dan.”I did so eagerly and he slowly began to move his hips back and forth, fucking my face. I nearly choked, but he went slowly at first and then fed me more and more of his cock with each forward stroke. I wanted every inch of him inside me and relaxed my throat and gave over to him. “That’s it. Suck it. Oh yea, take the whole thing. I knew you were a cocksucker the first moment I saw you. Yea, take it, you fucking cocksucker. Yea, suck that cock. Oh God, Dan, you are such a cock hungry slut. I’m going to fuck your face and then I’m going to fuck your ass.”I felt his heavy balls slap against my chin and my nose press into the matted hair of his crotch with each forward stroke. He reached to the back of my head and pulled my hair hard with each forward stroke, burying his cock into my hungry mouth. He stopped and rolled off of me. “Get on your knees, bitch. I’m going to fuck that tight ass of yours now.”The sound that escaped me was half moan and half whimper. I quickly moved to my knees, my head and shoulders pressed to the bed. “Reach back and spread your cheeks for me,” he commanded.”Oh God, fuck my ass,” I panted as my hands pulled my ass cheeks apart, exposing my tight hole to him.”Shut up, slut,” he barked. “Push your finger in there and loosen it up for me.”I wiped my finger around the sweat and cum that had run between my legs and then slowly forced my finger up inside my tight ass. I felt like such a slut, finger fucking my ass in front of him, but I wanted so badly for him to fuck me and my finger felt so good, I slowly worked it in and out, moaning the whole time. Janie would have been mortified beyond words if she could see what was happening right now between me and her good friend. “You are such a horny bitch,” he taunted. “Work another finger in there so my cock doesn’t split you open.””Please, just fuck me,” I moaned, but I complied, forcing a second finger into my ass.”Oh, I’m going to fuck you alright. I’m going to give you pleasure unlike anything you’ve ever known before. I’m going to shove my whole cock into that tight little ass of yours. I’m going to fuck it until it milks my cum, and I’m going to fill your slut ass with hot cum.” His hand pulled mine away, my fingers popping out. They were quickly replaced by the fat head of his cock. It was coated with cum and saliva and he leaned forward in one steady thrust, pushing his whole cock into my ass. I felt his weight on me and over me, and it pressed my head and shoulders into the soft bed. I moaned. A slow, deep moan. My ass felt impossibly full and my cock throbbed and dripped. He eased his cock back and then slowly forward again. I could feel every beautiful inch of it touch every nerve and sending waves of only pleasure over my entire body. My hips rocked back, wanting him to fuck me harder and deeper. “Yes. Yes. Fuck me. Oh, yes, Mark, fuck me,” I panted.His hands took my hips and he began to thrust powerfully and deeply with each stroke. His hips crashed against my ass and he couldn’t fuck me hard enough or fast enough for either of us. We were both blind to anything but our own lust and he fucked my ass wildly. My hands clutched handfuls of the bedspread, trying to get a grip to force myself back harder against his thrusts. I panted and struggled to breathe, my face buried in the blankets. I felt his cock stiffen and throb in my ass as he reached around and stroked me. I lifted my head from the mattress and saw my beautiful Grace standing inside the bedroom doorway, leaning back against the door with her pants around her knees. She rubbed her clit furiously with the flat of her hand pressed hard against her mound. She came hard as Marks stroking my cock was too much as I shot my load and squeezed my ass hard I could feel Marks hot cum shooting deep into my ass, and it was far from the last time that day for any of us.By the time Janie and Lauren arrived home that evening, we were all showered and sitting at the kitchen table as innocently as could be.”How was the movie?” I asked casually, hoping they couldn’t somehow sense that Daddy had spent the last seven hours getting pounded in every possible position while Mommy watched.”Great,” was Lauren’s answer, while Janie’s was a less enthusiastic, “Ok.” She asked Mark if he got all his work done.”Oh, I got it done,” he said slyly, caressing my clothed member underneath the table.I can’t wait until Janie’s and Mark’s next visit.

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3 ans de pénitence – 9 bisPrière du soir.**************** Quand il ressort sa bite de ma bouche, elle est à nouveau molle. Il frotte son gland mouillé de salive et de sperme sur mes joues et mon nez. Puis, il remet son instrument, pour une fois propre, dans sa salopette. La mère me dit: — Pose l’assiette sur la table. Oh? Elle va sans doute mettre « ça » dans la marmite de bouffe. Quelle truie! On regarde la performance de l’autre cultivateur de légumes. La fille qui est assise sur sa bite et celle qui s’est assise sur son visage s’embrassent… La mère qui a fini de se goinfrer admire le spectacle. Comme elle voit que j’ai fini de sucer le paysan, elle me fait signe du doigt en disant: — Toi, sous la table, le nez dans ma chatte. Que faire, sinon obéir? Je file sous la table. Elle a relevé sa robe, je me mets à genoux entre ses cuisses. Dès que j’y suis, elle rabat sa robe sur moi. Je suis dans le noir! Comme elle se fait lécher à longueur de journée, et sans doute de nuit, l’odeur et le goût sont supportables, à défaut d’être agréables. Je lèche ce que j’ai sous la langue et surtout le clito qui est particulièrement développé chez elle. Ils discutent là-haut, mais je n’entends pas ce qu’ils disent depuis ma cachette. Très vite, elle relève sa robe en disant: — C’est bon, sors de là. Elle m’att**** et me prend sur ses genoux en disant: — Regarde ce qu’on te prépare. Jeanne, qui s’était accroupie sur la bite du paysan, est maintenant accroupie sur l’assiette à soupe et elle… pousse! Oh, non! Un mélange de sperme et de sécrétions sort de son vagin comme des bulles! Quelle horreur! Elle se redresse, puis s’accroupit de nouveau, un nouveau globule émerge. Quand plus rien ne sort, elle se met debout et fait couler le contenu de l’assiette dans le verre. La mère dit: — C’est l’heure de l’apéro, ça, c’est pour toi! Si je ne le fais pas, ils sont encore capables d’ajouter des horreurs à cette mixture. Alors, je prends le verre qui est à moitié rempli d’un mélange jaunâtre. Une seule solution, boire rapidement. Ouch! C’est gluant et il y a même des grumeaux et des morceaux comme de la maïzena. Je bois tout en réprimant des hauts le cœur. Je suis sûre qu’ils sont déçus, enfin surtout les filles qui sont les plus garces. La mère me dit : — C’est bien ma chérie. Et, elle m’embrasse sur la bouche. Si elle aime ça, elle aurait pu le boire l’apéritif! Après ça, c’est plus calme. On se rhabille et on retourne à la cuisine pour finir de tout préparer. canlı bahis La mère semble rassasiée de bouffe et de sexe. Elle somnole dans son fauteuil. Les deux filles et moi, on prépare tout pour le repas du soir. De temps en temps, elle ouvre un œil pour donner un ordre ou elle appelle une de nous, parce qu’il lui faut quelque chose. Au repas du soir, il y a de nouveau quelques punitions, mais je ne suis heureusement pas concernée. Je mange la bouillie, en faisant profil tellement bas que je risque de me retrouver au Japon ou en Australie. Après le repas, je suis de corvée cuisine pour ramener tout ce qui a été utilisé par les Mères, les VIP, le personnel et puis les filles. Je dois continuer à obéir aux deux filles, Jeanne et Lisa. Elles se sont bien amusées avec moi cet après-midi et ça se passe mieux, d’autant que la Mère s’est carrément endormie dans son fauteuil. À 10 h, on doit se préparer pour aller dormir. On passe toutes par groupes dans la grande salle où il y a les douches et les toilettes. Il y a dix W.C. les uns à côté des autres. On doit s’asseoir ensemble sur les pots, c’est normal, ça? Moi, c’est juste pipi, je ne pourrais pas faire plus en public. Ensuite on va au dortoir. C’est une longue pièce. Il y a trentaine de lits côte à côte. À l’entrée, il y a un très gros tas de vêtements chiffonnés. On doit en prendre un. Ce sont des chemises de nuit qui descendent jusqu’aux chevilles. On en prend une et on va près d’un lit, n’importe lequel. Tout est en commun ici, les chiottes, les chemises de nuit, les lits… Je me déshabille comme les autres et j’enfile une chemise de nuit qui a déjà dû être portée par une dizaine de fille étant donné la puissante odeur de transpiration. Je fais comme les autres filles, je mets à genoux devant lit, les mains jointes comme si on priait. Mais moi, je prie vraiment! Je prie pour me réveiller de ce cauchemar! Il fait froid et être agenouillée sur le carrelage, ça fait mal aux genoux. Mais c’est un moindre mal, j’ai peur de quelque chose de nettement pire. Ah voilà, ça arrive! Une Mère arrive avec 4 hommes qui ont un martinet à la main. Aie! Ces hommes n’ont pas l’air d’être de membres du personnel, je les verrais plutôt, industriels ou banquiers, à nouveau des hommes riches. Je commence à avoir une idée du genre de bordel qu’est ce couvent! La Mère prononce une quinzaine de prénoms. Aussitôt, la fille se met à 4 pattes sur le lit. Moi, je ne suis pas nommée. Elle dit: — Les autres bahis siteleri au lit. Je me glisse dans les draps sales et je me couche sur le côté pour regarder ce qui va se passer. Ma voisine qui est debout devant son lit est une jolie rousse, très pâle de peau, qui a déjà les yeux rouges, sachant qu’elle va être punie. Un homme d’une trentaine d’années, mince et bien habillé, va se mettre derrière la fille. Il lui demande: — Tu sais pourquoi tu vas être punie? — Oui Monsieur. — Eh bien explique! — J’ai mal compris un ordre de la Mère et je n’ai pas obéi assez vite. — Tu n’as pas compris parce que tu es dure d’oreille ou par stupidité? — Je suis stupide, Monsieur. Un autre homme parle aussi avec une fille. Rapidement, j’entends le bruit des coups de martinets et les cris des filles. Je regarde à nouveau la jolie rousse qui pleure carrément, tandis que l’homme lui demande: — Tu crois que le fouet peut guérir quelqu’un de la stupidité? — Oui Monsieur. Avec des gestes délicats, l’homme remonte la longue chemise de nuit, découvrant les pieds et les mollets de la fille, puis ses cuisses et ses fesses. Il l’enlève complètement. Elle a un dos mince et une croupe bien rebondie. Cette position la met particulièrement en valeur. C’est la position qu’un gynéco m’a un jour fait prendre, parce que je m’étais plainte à ma mère d’un saignement à l’anus. Mauvaise idée, je me suis retrouvée dans la même position, tandis qu’un gynéco enfonçait son index enduit de vaseline dans mon derrière et que ma mère, qui assistait à la scène, s’amusait beaucoup de me voir gémir et me tortiller. C’est une position particulièrement inconvenante. De fait, je vois une touffe de poils couleur feu qui dépassent entre les fesses et les cuisses de ma voisine. Elle ne doit plus avoir aucun secret pour l’homme qui se trouve derrière elle. Il lui caressa les fesses en disant: — Tu connais la règle, Camille, tu peux remuer tes grosses fesses autant que tu veux, mais pas t’aplatir. On entend la voix étouffée de la fille qui répond: — Oui, Monsieur. L’homme prend le martinet et promène les lanières de cuir sur ses courbes. Il passe aussi les lanières entre les cuisses sur le sexe de la fille, de plus en plus crispée. Puis il lève le martinet et donne un bon coup sur toute la croupe. La fille pousse un grand « Aiiiee » qui répond aux cris des autres filles de la chambrée, qu’on fouette déjà. Je vois une demi-douzaine de traces rouges sur les fesses de la fille. L’homme bahis şirketleri fouette en série, il donne six coups chaque fois, et la fille crie à chaque coup. Puis, il attend un peu et pose sa main sur les fesses pour en sentir la chaleur. Les lanières des martinets font vraiment mal mais ne blessent pas. C’est un grand avantage pour celui qui fouette, mais en même temps, un gros inconvénient pour celle qui se fait fouetter, puisqu’on peut recommencer le lendemain. Voire l’après-midi même ou en soirée, si on a puni la fille le matin. L’homme attend un moment en caressant les marques, tandis que la fille gémit. Puis, c’est reparti. Six fois de suite, les lanières s’éparpillent du bas des reins au haut des cuisses, tandis que la victime s’égosille. Je me rends compte qu’elle fait des efforts énormes pour ne pas s’aplatir en se couchant sur le lit, ce qui lui vaudrait une punition encore plus sévère, je suppose. Par contre, la fille peut bouger les fesses et elle ne s’en prive pas. Ses hanches se balancent de droite à gauche comme si elle essayait d’échapper à ces lanières qui laissent des marques brûlantes. L’homme donne six séries de six coups, soit trente-six coups de martinet. Il a fait ça vite, mais en lui accordant un peu de repos entre chaque série. Il tâte une dernière fois les fesses de la fille qui pleure et gémit, puis passe à sa voisine. Chaque homme ayant 3 à 5 filles à corriger, ça leur prend bien une demi-heure pour traiter toutes les punies de la chambre. Pendant cette demi-heure, on entend les sifflements des fouets, le bruit des lanières frappant les fesses des filles, ainsi que leurs pleurs et leurs gémissements. Quand le dernier officiant a terminé, ils viennent examiner les résultats sur les derrières des victimes. Ils comparent, tâtent les fesses, plaisantent… Enfin, ils s’en vont! Les filles restent dans la même position pendant au moins un quart d’heure, jusqu’à ce que la Mère revienne et dise: — Au lit! Elles obéissent aussitôt en gémissant. Ça doit être difficile de trouver le sommeil avec les fesses en feu. Je me rends compte que dès que la Mère est sortie de la chambre, des filles parlent tout bas entre elles. Il y en a même qui se lèvent. Par exemple ma voisine, elle vient aussi d’être punie, me dit: — C’est ta première nuit, ici? — Oui… et ça va? — Ça peut aller, à part que j’ai les fesses en feu. Tu me permets de venir dans ton lit? Ça me ferait du bien d’être contre toi. Oh! Pourquoi pas? Je lui dis oui. Elle vient aussitôt me rejoindre et on s’endort dans les bras l’une de l’autre. A suivre. Si vous aimez mes histoires, vous aimerez mes livres. Tous renseignements ici : mia.michael@hotmail.fret je réponds gentiment :o)

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Giving Him A LiftIt’s been a while since I last got it in, so every single dick print in a pair of sweatpants or shorts caught my full attention. So when I first saw this dude walking in my neighborhood; I knew I had to test his sexy ass. I’d never seen him around before in my South Central neighborhood but I could tell just by looking at him that he was a Nickerson Gardens thug which means my chances just got a whole lot better. I’ve had great success and getting most of them to let me suck them off on the DL. I waited until he turned a corner up the block before I hurried downstairs and out of my house. I jumped in my car and decided to do a little routine that I hadn’t done in forever.When I turned down the street he’d walked to, I pulled up to the sidewalk and coasted alongside him. He was a tall dark-skinned brotha with a massive dick print in his sweatpants. I could tell he was hiding a nice body under those baggy clothes, too. He looked mean as fuck but anybody from around the way could tell you that was just one of those Nickerson Gardens thug fronts. I knew better.“Wassup,” I called out to him.He kept walking but looked over at me and asked, “Yeah?”“You need a ride?”“Nah bruh, I’m good.”“Where are you headed?”“Bruh, do I know you?”“No but…”“Then why are you fuckin’ with me?”“Bruh, I’m just trying’ to give you a ride. Looks like you have been walking’ for a minute, but if you’d really prefer walking all the way to where you gotta be then…”“I ain’t got gas money. I ain’t got money at all.”“Consider it a favor.”He gave me a long look and then stopped walking so I stopped the car. He stepped off the sidewalk and walked around the front of my car and climbed in on the passenger side. After he closed the door, I pulled back out onto the street. I looked over at him and asked, “Where to?”“My baby-mama house, she stays at them townhouses over on Central and Victoria Street.”“Not far from the college?”“Yeah, those are some nice townhouses.”“Some sugar daddy dude payin’ her bills out there and she said I could stay with her and our son for a bahis firmaları lil’ bit.”“Sounds like a good deal.”“Hell yeah, I can’t wait to get up in that pussy. It’s been a minute.” He looked at me and laughed a little and said, “You don’t know anything about that though, do you?”“Damn, is it that obvious?”“Bruh, I could tell you were gay when you first rolled up on me.”“And you still got in the car?”“Hey, a ride is a ride, especially a free one.”“Well, I said it was a favor but I didn’t say it was one hundred percent free.” I glanced over at him and his smile faded.“What you mean by that?”“I was thinking I’d scratch your back if you scratch mine sort of arrangement.”“My dude, I ain’t gay. I don’t even think of dudes like that and if you think…”“Chill, I didn’t say anything about you being gay, man. Why you gotta jump to that just because I’m gay?”“Because…bruh what do you want?”“First, we need to at least know each other’s names. I’m David.”He sighed before telling me, “I’m Ricky, man.”“Okay, now that that’s out of the way…” I took a deep breath before continuing. “I wanna suck your dick.”I was expecting him to either open my door and step out the moment I stopped at the next stoplight or punch me for asking. I was even expecting him to pull a knife or gun on me. But I wasn’t expecting was for this dud to grab his crotch, look at me and say, “We gotta do this fast, because I have to be at her spot in like twenty minutes, bruh.”Without saying another word, I drove to the nearest empty alley and parked my car down it. I looked at him as he pulled his phat and pretty uncut dick out of his sweatpants. It was completely soft. I leaned over and engulfed it in my mouth and while I was sucking on it, it grew hard. He had to have just taken a shower prior to his walk because his dick, balls, and pubes had a fresh scent. It wasn’t too warm out that day so he definitely wasn’t sweating down there. I was hoping for a little musk (I know I’m a little freaky) but I settled with his clean scent.“Fuck bruh,” he moaned while pulling his sweatpants down kaçak iddaa more and spreading his legs.I took advantage and deep throated the fuck out of that dick, making him moan even louder. It had been so long since I’d even tasted a dick which explained why I was going ham on his. And I could tell by the way he was moaning and squirming that he’d never had his dick sucked that good before. When he tilted his head back, I pulled out my phone and took a quick selfie with his dick in my mouth.I quickly hid my phone again and started deep throating him while spinning my mouth on that dick. I made sure to occasionally tug on the shaft so that his foreskin would stay down while I sucked it, bringing the head more pleasure. Uncut dicks were my favorite to suck on because they usually had sensitive and pretty heads. His dick was possibly the prettiest I’d ever sucked.“Damn you know what you doing’,” he told me. “That dick tastes good, bruh?”“Hell yeah,” I answered before stuffing it all back in my mouth.“Keep sucking’ like that and you gonna get my nut soon.” He put his hand on the back of my head. “Shit, you making’ me feel good.”I loved that he was a talker because its so hard to find vocal guys now-a-days. At that point I decided to put in some extra effort in order to try and make this a regular thing. I’d rather have one regular dude for as long as I can as opposed to hooking up all the time with random dudes and being the whore everyone thinks that I am. “Oh fuck,” he called out. “Bruh, I’m ‘bout to nut. Let me nut!”He tried to get me to stop sucking him but I kept going, deep throating him while rubbing on his balls. He lost it and started shaking like crazy. I’ve never made a guy lose it like that before. His jizz pumped down my throat and was bittersweet. I had him squealing and making all kinds of high pitched sounds by that point. He continued to jump each time I went down on that dick or sucked on the head. When his dick finally started going soft, I stopped sucking on it. He pulled his sweatpants and boxers back up and leaned back kaçak bahis to catch his breath. “I didn’t know you were gonna do all that,” he said before laughing. “Shit. Where the fuck did you learn how to do shit, bruh?”“You’ve never had your nut swallowed before?” I asked him.“Hell nah! Shit, most bitches suck on it a little and give me a quick hand job before making’ me eat their pussy and then fuck them. I ain’t never even busted from head, bruh. I didn’t think it was even possible.”“See, that’s why you need to let a fella handle it. I handled it right, didn’t I?”“You know you did. Fuck.” He grabbed his crotch and massaged his dick and balls.“You okay?” I asked.“Yeah, I’m trying’ not to get hard again.”When he said that, we both burst out laughing and I started the car and backed out of the alley. We were silent all the way to his baby-mama’s place. He asked me to park on the side so that she wouldn’t know what car he got out of. Before getting out of the car, he pulled his phone out, unlocked it and handed it to me while saying, “Put your number in it.”“Why?” I asked.“Bruh, you know damn well why, I know you don’t think you’re just gonna suck this dick one time and that’s it? You damn near made me pass the fuck out.” He laughed. When he stopped laughing he said, “But seriously, the next time I see you all I want to do is choke you with my big dick, you think you can handle that.”“Mmm hmm,” I replied as I put my number in his phone and then handed it back to him and said, “That’s cool and all with me, all I ask is that you don’t shower before we meet up.”He gave me a look and said, “Okay, I’ll remember that and immediately mumbled, nasty ass freak,” before he started to laugh again. “A’ight, David, later bruh.”“Later.” I gave him some dap and then he hopped out my car and hurried around to the front of his baby-mama’s townhouse. I pulled off and let out a sigh of relief. That whole situation could’ve gone the wrong way but like I said, the thugs from the Gardens don’t give a fuck who suck their dicks, they only care who knows about it. I guess I still have it after all. ________________________________________[Disclaimer]: Pictures used do not reflect the sexuality or personality of people in the pictures. 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Histoire de slips.3Slip kangourou, mini-slip ou string.Comme le week-end nous ne travaillions pas, nous avions décidé de découvrir un peu la ville ou nous nous trouvions.Durant cette première semaine passé sur place, j’avais pu observer qu’un garçon d’étage dénommé Aziz était régulièrement présent et s’occupait principalement de notre chambre. C’était un jeune homme de plus ou moins vingt ans de même taille que nous d’allure sportive et de peau légèrement basanée. Comme je revenais toujours assez tôt de mon boulot Aziz était toujours présent et me demandait si tout était parfait. Il faut dire que la chambre était impeccable et que tout était très bien rangé. J’avais remarqué que mes sous vêtements rangé dans l’armoire était chaque jour parfaitement remis en ordre. A croire qu’Aziz les repliaient et les remettaient à chaque fois en place en les alignant parfaitement dans l’armoire.Comme j’avais convenu avec Guy de demander à Aziz ou se trouvait un hammam à visiter. Je profitais de sa rencontre dans le couloir ce soir-là pour l’inviter à entrer dans la chambre. En premier lieu je le félicitais pour son travail et lui posait alors la question. Il me regarda sans être surpris et me demanda si cela pouvait être un hammam privé ou public. Je lui demandai quelle était la différence. Il m’expliqua que dans un hammam public on y retrouvait n’importe qui et que cela pouvait parfois dégénérer en orgie avec des gestes inconsidérés ou des choses que l’on ne désirait pas. Tandis que dans le hammam privé il y avait des règles bien strictes. Préférant les choses bien établies j’optais pour le hammam privé. Aziz me proposa alors de nous accompagner ainsi cela faciliterait notre entrée dans ce lieu. Je l’en remerciais et nous donnions rendez-vous pour le lendemain.Peu après midi, Aziz nous attendait en dehors de l’hôtel pour nous amener à l’endroit convenu. Une très belle maison. Aziz entra directement dans le hall ou il nous présenta au préposé. Voulant payer notre participation, le préposé nous indiqua que nous étions invités comme ami d’Aziz. Après cette introduction nous fûmes dirigés vers une pièce faisant office de vestiaire. Chaque invité disposait d’une armoire. Dans l’armoire nous découvrons un string blanc. Aziz nous explique que contrairement au hammam public, il est demandé ici de revêtir un string blanc afin de ne pas choquer d’autres hommes présents ne désirants pas voir de sexe. Aziz nous invite à nous déshabiller et fait de même. Il se tourne totalement vers son armoire, dommage car étant curieux j’aurai bien voulus voir son bas-ventre avec ses bijoux de famille, mais bon ce sera peut-être pour plus tard. Il enfile son string. Nous faisons de même, Guy toutefois me fait un clin d’œil en montrant la direction de son bas ventre. Il commence déjà à bander rien que à la vue des fesses d’Aziz. Le string tombe parfaitement bien englobant parfaitement la bite et les couilles un lien large d’un centimètre sert de cordon entre les fesses. Guy de par sa bite qui gonfle à déjà une petite tente sur le bas-ventre. Aziz nous invite à mettre un peignoir de bain pour passer d’une pièce à l’autre comme prévu dans les traditions de l’endroit.Nous entrons dans la salle la moins chaude. Aziz nous explique qu’ainsi nous pourrons voir comment les choses s’y déroulent. Il nous invite à retirer notre peignoir et à le mettre à la patère à côté de la porte d’entrée. Nous apparaissons donc tous trois en string blanc. Nous prenons place sur le banc de pierre du bas à gauche en entrant. Aziz s’installe entre nous afin de nous renseignez sur les us et coutumes pratiqués. En face de nous à plus ou moins deux mètres se trouve le même banc de pierre. Sur celui du bas se trouve un homme d’une quarantaine d’année revêtu de son string blanc tout comme nous mais un peu dissimulé. Plus haut légèrement décalé se trouve un autre homme âgé de la cinquantaine, ici le string bien en évidence et je dirai même poussé en avant pour bien permettre l’estimation du paquet présent. Un homme de plus au moins trente-cinq ans entre et vient se mettre sur le troisième et dernier banc au-dessus de nous. Il est également en string. Nous restons ainsi quelques minutes dans le silence regardant à tour de rôle les hommes présents. Face à nous l’homme au string bien en évidence se tâte de temps à autre le paquet comme dans une invite à aller le toucher. Celui du bas lui caresse güvenilir canlı bahis siteleri doucement la jambe, après un moment il se redresse totalement tout en dégageant son string le mettant bien en évidence. Il me semble d’ailleurs que les strings se sont un peu gonflé. Il est un fait que nous sommes l’attraction de la pièce. Guy s’est aussi aperçu du changement de pose de l’homme face à nous. D’autre part il lorgne depuis un bon moment le string d’Aziz. Toutefois aucun changement ne se fait voir dans celui-ci, Aziz restant de pierre. Guy par contre commence à avoir la trique son string étant déformé par pointe de son vit et montre bien son désir. Aziz nous explique alors que tout commence toujours très calmement par de petites caresses sur l’une ou l’autre partie du corps. Nous pouvons voir que le gars installé sue le deuxième degré en face de nous commence nettement à bander son string laissant voir une belle grosseur et se déformant totalement. Je sens tout à coup une main qui me caresse doucement la cuisse du côté d’Aziz. Il ne me faut pas plus pour que ma bite se lève doucement. Chez Guy s’est un véritable chapiteau dan son string. Je vois qu’Aziz fait de même à Guy qui ne tient presque plus tellement il bande. La main d’Aziz arrive contre la lisière de mon string. Je lui laisse l’avantage de découvrir ma virilité.Il se tourne légèrement vers moi et me regarde dans les yeux tout en abandonnant Guy. Sa main glisse sous le string et empaume ma bite tendue. Il me souffle “Je savais bien que tu avais une belle queue et en plus tu décalotte à fond. J’ai vu cela à tes slips, ils ont de grosses auréoles de jute transparente. Tu dois aimer la queue”. Je lui souffle “Je me doutais bien que tu matais mes slips usagés. Je crois que toi aussi tu aime la queue”. Il me répond “Oui beaucoup”. De mon côté j’ai déposé ma main sur son string dans lequel je sens une tige bien dure. En face de nous l’homme de dessus est descendu et est venu s’asseoir à côté de celui du bas. Ils se caressent maintenant tout deux les cuisses en laissant remonter leurs mains vers la lisière des strings. Il ne faut que quelques secondes pour voir les strings se gonfler à fond. Le signal donné par Aziz en ayant mis sa main dans mon string à libéré tout le monde. Les gars d’en face s’astiquent le paquet par-dessus le string avec une certaine fermeté. Lorsque l’on regarde bien on voit nettement le mouvement d’aller-retour sur les instruments. Guy se délecte lui qui n’a pour ainsi dire jamais eu l’occasion de voir d’autre hommes ensembles. Son string est totalement déformé par sa bandaison. Aziz retire sa main de mon string et passe à l’attaque du string de Guy. D’abord il tâte le sous-vêtement ensuite sa main se glisse au-dessous de l’élastique supérieur allant à la rencontre de la queue, je vois que Guy sourit et se laisse faire. Tout va bien, cela va être une partie de plaisir. Aziz le complimente sur sa queue. Du coup les mains de Guy se trouve sur le string d’Aziz et lui malaxe doucement la bite. Une des deux mains s’introduite sous l’élastique et Guy vient de découvrir sa troisième bite d’homme. Aziz à une queue circoncise et très fine d’après ce que j’ai senti lors de ma reconnaissance sur le string mais très dure. Guy ne s’arrête pas là, il force l’élastique à se baisser et sort la bite d’Aziz de son écrin. La mouille coule presque sans discontinué de la bite d’Aziz. En face les mains ont également franchies les élastiques des strings et l’on voit nettement les mouvements lents de va et vient dans les sous-vêtements. L’homme de trente-cinq ans se trouvant au-dessus de moi, descend et vient s’asseoir à mes côtés. Sa main se pose directement sur ma cuisse, je fais de même chez lui. Il remonte rapidement vers mon string et se met directement à tâter mon service trois pièces. Tout à coup il se lève et s’agenouille devant moi, prends les deux côtés de mon string et dans un mouvement ample veut abaisser le string. Je lève un peu les fesses pour lui permettre le retrait du sous-vêtement en laissant apparaître ma bite, qui lorsque quelle passe l’élastique jaillis comme un diable de sa broîte. L’homme à un sourire preuve qu’il estime ma bite de bonne composition. Il arrête le retrait du string peu avant mes genoux. Se penche un peu et de la langue lèche le bout du gland juste sur le méat. La caresse est extrême, ma bite effectue güvenilir illegal bahis siteleri un soubresaut et lâche une énorme goutte de jus transparent qui disparait comme par enchantement sur la langue de mon vis-à-vis. Il continue ainsi quelques minutes, quel régal je m’en délecte. Tout à coup sa tête plonge vers l’avant et il engouffre ma bite dans sa bouche et se met à me pomper avec ardeur. Je l’arrête tout à coup car je sens que mes couilles sont prêtes à lâcher la dose. Il se redresse et à peine sa bite passe à hauteur de mon visage que j’att**** le string et l’abaisse sur se genoux. Son chibre à fait un bon vers l’avant. Il est circoncis bien droit avec un très beau gland qui se termine en forme de pointe, le méat forme deux toutes petites lèvres entre lesquelles suinte une liqueur transparente. Je lui fais subir le même sort que celui qu’il ma procuré. Du bout de la langue je récolte la sève suintante lui arrachant de gros soupirs accompagné de “Haaa”, de “Hoooo” ou encore de “Ouchhhhh” très sonore permettant à tous les participants se trouvant dans la pièce de se rendre compte de mon travail. Tout à coup un “Haaaaaaa oouuiiii” nettement plus sonore se fait entendre alors que la queue de l’homme tressaute fortement. Je la capture entre mes lèvres et reçoit en même temps une giclée dans la bouche suivie de plusieurs autres. Chez Aziz, Guy n’est pas resté inactif et dans un premier moment il a branlé quelque peu l’engin d’Aziz. Ensuite il s’est penché et a embouché la fine bite. Il s’est mis à sucer et pomper avec ardeur comme il avait appris avec moi. Ils se sont couché tous deux sur le côté afin qu’Aziz puisse lui rendre la pareille et était donc en plein soixante neuf. Guy avait aussi appris à se retenir plus longtemps et ainsi parvenir à tenir tête à Aziz Qui pompait à qui mieux-mieux espérant faire giclée la bite de Guy. Au bout d’un moment les deux combattants sentirent la sève monter et presque au même moment l’éjaculation se produisit dans les bouches respectives. Guy lâcha plus de cinq à six giclées tandis qu’Aziz inonda la bouche de Guy d’une bonne douzaine d’ondées qui furent malgré la quantité avalées sans problème. Aziz s’excusa auprès de Guy de la quantité déversée en donnant comme excuse qu’il n’avait plus juté depuis une semaine au moins. Guy ne s’en formalisa pas et lui demanda s’il pouvait recommencer car sa liqueur était excellente.En face de nous les strings sont sur le sol et les deux hommes se malaxent l’un l’autre la bite. A bien regarder en douceur mais avec fermeté. On dirait qu’ils sont en préparation afin de remplir l’un l’autre leurs burnes tant les masturbations sont réfléchies et ordonnées.A ce moment, un jeune homme d’une vingtaine d’année entra dans la salle. Il se met au milieu de la salle entre nous et les deux hommes d’en face. Aziz nous dit tout doucement “Regardé bien ce qui va se passer c’est un magnifique spectacle”. Le jeune homme bien droit devant nous se met à descendre son string laissant apparaitre lentement son membre. Sa bite est totalement au repos. Tout à coup il se baisse vers l’avant tout en restant debout en tendant son cul vers le haut. Tout en se baissant des deux mains il écarte ses fesses. Sur le banc d’en face un des deux hommes se lève laissant voir une bite de taille moyenne bien tendue avec un gland assez pointu. Il se place derrière le jeune homme la pointe de son gland sur la rosette. Une toute petite poussée et le gland pénètre sans aucun soucis le conduit anal. Le jeune ne voulant pas rester inactif pousse soudain ses fesses en arrière et la bite entre complètement dans le cul avec un énorme soupir de l’homme derrière lui. L’homme commence à pistonner le cul du jeune en de grand mouvement d’avant en arrière retirant presque totalement sa bite et puis replongeant dans le conduit anal. Nous permettant ainsi de voir tout le travail de la queue. A chaque mouvement un gros soupir sort également de la bouche de l’officiant. Le jeune lui semble être au paradis avec un sourire des plus radieux. Sa bite commence à se relever lentement et au plus l’homme le pistonne au plus la bite se raidi. C’est un bel engin d’une bonne quinzaine de centimètre ou même plus, de gabarit plutôt plat et large surmonté d’un gland en forme d’olive et un méat assez grand. L’homme dans son dos arrive lentement à la conclusion de son enculade car on voit güvenilir bahis şirketleri sur son visage des crispations. Soudain retirant à moitié sa bite du trou on peut voir les soubresauts de celle-ci dans la rosette ainsi que les contractions de la bourse éjectant la semence dans le cul défoncé. L’homme lâche un grand “OOuuaaaaah” de satisfaction. Il fait ensuite quelques va et vient histoire de se vider complètement en enfonçant à fond sa bite dans le cul.Entretemps, nous sommes à nouveau assis au premier rang avec Aziz entre nous. A côté de moi se trouve toujours l’homme que j’ai sucé. Sa bite est restée raide mais semble à nouveau se durcir. Aziz de son côté n’a également pas débandé. L’homme à côté de moi à repris son travail de branlette sur ma bite tandis que j’ai replacé ma main sur son instrument. Il en est de même pour Aziz et Guy. Nous sommes comme tous les hommes présents accaparés par le spectacle devant nous et nous branlons lentement. La bite s’est retirée du jeune enculé. Celui-ci est resté dans la même position et le deuxième homme assis en face de nous s’est levé, puis tout comme le premier s’est mis derrière le jeune et l’a embroché très rapidement. La bite n’ayant eu aucune difficulté pour entrer l’endroit étant encore rempli de la crème du précédent. Le mouvement repris donc dans le cul du jeune au grand plaisir des spectateurs. Le premier enculeur étant allé faire sa toilette dans le coin de la pièce équipée en conséquence. Revenant en face de nous, je vois qu’il bande encore et toujours aussi fort. Me posant la question comment tout ces hommes pouvaient rester bander ainsi, je pose la question à Aziz. Celui-ci me répond qu’avant de venir les participants mange une plante qui leur permet de rester bander ainsi et m’avoue qu’il a fait la même chose. Il m’explique que cela permet de rester raide plus longtemps à partir du moment où tu as commencé à bander. Je lui demande combien de temps cela peut agir. Il me répond de une à deux heures suivant la personne. Chez moi ajoute-t-il plus ou moins une heure si je jute plusieurs fois.Devant nous le rythme c’est accéléré. L’enculeur enfonce de toute sa longueur sa bite dans le cul puis la retire presque totalement. Le jeune à toujours son sourire mais bande maintenant à fond, sa bite est collée contre son ventre. Son enculeur commence à montrer des signes de jouissance et comme chez le premier il nous montre toute son application en sortant presque entièrement. La bite se raidi et montre des saccades, l’homme est en train d’éjaculer dans les entrailles du jeune en lâchant des “Oooh ouaiie oooooh”. Après quelques instants il se retire et l’on entend un “plof” de la bite sortant du cul. Le premier homme qui l’a enculé se lève à nouveau avec une trique aussi raide que la première fois et l’encule à nouveau sans laisser une seconde de répit. Nous sommes surpris par la rudesse cette fois de l’attaque. Il défonce littéralement le cul du jeune qui n’en perd pas son sourire. L’assaut ne dure pas bien longtemps et une nouvelle rasade est lâchée dans les intestins du jeune. Le spectacle continue ainsi plusieurs fois devant nos yeux. Tout à coup le jeune se tourne légèrement vers nous et sa bite sans y toucher se met à giclée comme une fontaine dans notre direction. Plusieurs gouttes de foutre atterrissent sur nous. L’homme à côté de moi lâche un soupir et arrose ma main ainsi que mon avant bras de foutre. Le contact du jus et la branlette de celui-ci sur ma bite font que je sens en un seul coup ma liqueur monter et j’éjacule comme une fontaine arrosant tous ce qui se trouve devant moi en de nombreux jets du à l’excitation maximale. Du côté de Guy et Aziz les choses similaire se produisent arrosant tout le parterre devant eux. Après quelques instants de récupération Aziz nous invite à nous rafraichir dans le coin toilette. Ensuite nous sortons de la pièce du hammam heureux de cette expérience.Nous nous rhabillons dans le vestiaire non sans avoir encore une fois tâter les fesses et la bite d’Aziz en remerciement et quittons cette maison. Nous y avons passé plus de deux heures. Durant le chemin du retour, nous discutons avec Aziz de ce que nous venons de voir. Aziz nous raconte que le jeune homme est payé pour se faire enculé par les deux autres et que c’est de pratique courante dans ce hammam privé. Cela permet à d’autres hommes présents de vider du trop plein de sève qu’ils ont en eux sans devoir se laisser toucher par d’autres.Arrivé à notre hôtel nous remercions Aziz pour cette journée. Il me remet un petit plan afin de pouvoir le lendemain dimanche se rendre dans la kasbah chez un ami pour faire des achats de vêtements. Je lui donne rendez-vous pour le lundi soir.

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