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THE BOSS’S SLUT 3: MRS. DEBORAH WOODBURN

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THE BOSS’S SLUT 3: MRS. DEBORAH WOODBURNdeletedCHAPTER THREE: MRS. DEBORAH WOODBURNI wasn’t even spending the first night in my condo after moving in. Mr. Woodburn told me to pack a small case for two nights. He would be picking me up Friday late afternoon and return me home Sunday afternoon. He gave me little information other than some essentials to be packed.I was waiting inside the secure lobby of the building with my single carry-on size roller bag. The doorman, who I had only met that day, was very attentive and suggested I wait inside out of the traffic and flow of people on the sidewalk. When Mr. Woodburn’s Cadillac pulled next to the curb, the doorman looked back at me. I nodded and he began rushing back and forth, first to hold the door for me, taking my bag, then to the car to open the door for me, then to the trunk that popped open for him. The driver handed him a tip as he shut the trunk lid.I settled into the back seat next to Mr. Woodburn. He had suggested an office-type outfit. The short skirt rode up my thighs are I slid into the seat. He noticed. He didn’t ask but he was almost able to see if I did indeed take his comment of “office-type outfit” to mean no underwear. I didn’t have any on, of course, and I thought the doorman might have had the better vantage point as I got into the car.“Sir?”“You’ll find out in due course, my dear.”“Yes, Sir.” He was still not telling me, but we crossed the river leaving downtown. I had the very familiar tingling feeling in my pussy as I sat back trying to present an air of calm while the potential of the unknown crashed against those efforts.* * * * *“So, you’re the slut who has been fucking my Charles at his work?”The woman standing in the foyer of their mansion-sized home was Mrs. Deborah Woodburn. She was about 45-years-old, younger than him. She was trim, 5’ 6” tall and about 130 pounds. Her looks were younger than her actual years. She had stylized reddish, blonde hair that fell to her shoulders. She was in a very nice dress, stockings, and heels. Jewelry completed the look on her neck, ears, and wrists.I glanced nervously to Mr. Woodburn who had taken his place alongside her. His expression showed no hint of discomfort or tension. “Mrs. Woodburn, I …”Her face suddenly changed completely by breaking into a smile. She stepped up to me and took me into her arms, pulling me in for a truly heartfelt hug that could have been a mother’s hug to a daughter who had been away too long.“I am sorry, dear, but you should have seen your face.” She took my arm and led me through the foyer. A large, curving staircase went upstairs. She took me past what was a formal dining room already set up for three. She commented on the rooms as if settling me in. We stopped in a study, large curtain covered windows on one wall, other walls covered with bookshelves, and a sitting area at the other wall around a coffee table. While Mr. Woodburn went to a hidden bar for drinks, she held me out in front of her, stepped back and appraised me from head to toe.“You did well, Charles.”He chuckled as he handed us our drinks, “I know I did, my love.”“You know about me?”She laughed, “Of course, I do. Charles and I have a very good marriage, my dear. I knew about Trudy, too. When he told me, Trudy wanted to reduce her involvement and that he wanted to change the situation to include a professional person working closely with him who would be his personal slut for personal and professional use, I was intrigued.” She looked up at her husband.He nodded, “As I said before, my dear, I have no objection to expanding the relationship as long as Tina is in agreement. But, remember she has critical responsibilities at the firm.”I looked between them, “Expand? What are you suggesting?”Mrs. Woodburn stared at me. Her face was still pleasant but there was new purpose or authority there, also. “How are you dressed when in Charles’ office?” I told her what she already knew. “When in my home, consider the rules of his office to apply here, as well.”My eyes began flitting to Mr. Woodburn, but I stopped them. I slipped the jacket from my shoulders and looked for a nearby chair. Mr. Woodburn held out his hand and took it from me. I started unbuttoning my white blouse when I was stopped. She commented on how attractive the hint of my nipples were. I handed the blouse to him, now naked above the waist. I reached around my back without hesitation, unclasped and unzipped it, then wiggling out of the tight skirt. After stepping out of it, it was too given to him. I stood before them in my dark thigh-high stockings and black heels.“You are a beautiful woman, Tina.” Her eyes traveled over my body. “Does your willingness mean you accept the expansion of your relationship with Charles?”“I don’t think you explained the terms of the expansion, Ma’am. My compliance was only in deference to your husband’s presence and in anticipation of what might come.”“Oh, Charles, I do like her.” She held up her glass and we touched each other’s. “A good combination of professional competence and slutty obedience.”At dinner, Charles sat at the head of the table while his wife and I sat on either side near him. I remained naked, both periodically pointing out how my nipples would become erect or my face and upper chest would flush. She explained what she wanted in the expansion of my slut agreement with her husband. She confided that he kept her very satisfied sexually and, in fact, found his interest in sex with her increased with the addition of Trudy and now me. My arrival in an expanded capacity, however, introduced an exciting potential she wished to pursue. He agreed, but it would depend on my acceptance.She described herself as a woman schooled in the lost art of formal canlı bahis etiquette where women held men’s attention simply by the way they stood, sat, touched an arm in conversation, or allowed their eyes to travel over someone. She proposed that she could instruct me in that art and it could prove valuable in the enticement of clients. After all, she said, using a slut to gain business was all about enticement. It can be done purely slutty or have the slutty be a surprise, which would be more enticing.She said there were things she desired, though, too. She desired to know and experiment with the feel of the touch of a woman. She also had other desires. Desires that were quite taboo in society and too taboo to attempt to experience them except in the privacy of the estate. I questioned what those taboos were. Even as I asked the question, though, my pussy was sending tingling messages to my nipples and brain and they were responding with increased signals back. She assured me they were not hurtful, at least not more than a hard fuck by a big cock. She smiled.“You’ve fucked my husband. You know what I mean by that. Are you used to him, yet?” I nodded, “Mostly, I think.” I was blushing intensely and I knew my nipples were again hard nubs on my breasts and my pussy was again leaking. I hoped the chairs could be cleaned. “He says I will be stretched more. There may be clients with larger cocks.” She looked at her husband. “And, he has mentioned anal.” She gasped. Apparently, that wasn’t part of their lovemaking.I woke up with the morning light filtering in through the bedroom window’s sheer curtains. It took me a moment to orient myself. The air and sounds were different. The bedroom was certainly different. Most different, though, was having one person’s leg d****d over mine and another person’s arm d****d over my breasts. I don’t know if I slept on my back the entire night or in our sleep, we found positions like this.Of course, the people entrapping me to the bed were Mr. and Mrs. Woodburn. It was an interesting evening and night. I was sure she had heard the details of my being hired and the days after, but she was adamant about hearing it from me. I couldn’t help feeling embarrassed in the telling. I was sitting naked in the study with them on a couch, each of them stroking my thighs as I related the story including our first and other fucks. I was relating to a woman about the times I had fucked her husband and she wanted details. And their fingers became more insistent as I told the story. And the drinks. Mr. Woodburn refreshed our drinks numerous times. Sometime in the description of trying to take him deep into my throat and gagging yet again, my legs were pulled open and d****d over their legs. Now, two sets of fingers played over my inner thighs and drooling pussy.We ended up in bed. There was no question of that inevitability. I assisted them in fucking. In a moment of ingenuity, I lay on my back with my head toward the foot of the bed, had her straddle my head, then he came up behind her. He fucked his wife on her hands and knees while I licked her pussy and clit, my mouth and tongue playing over her and his plunging cock and balls, my fingers working over her hanging breasts and nipples. Periodically, he pulled out of his wife and fed his cock into my mouth, then plunged back into her. She screamed her orgasm and he moaned his along with her as I pinched her nipple and massaged his balls.After, there was light banter that led me to suck him hard, again. She sat cross-legged and offered with open hands for me to take my turn. And that was an interesting moment. I excitedly jumped at the opportunity. That was when it crystallized for me. It wasn’t at all that I was just a compliant, accepting slut. Well … maybe … but not JUST. I also really, really like to fuck him. I liked the way he fucked. I liked his cock … a lot. I liked being with both of them. I liked being with him and Trudy. I really, really liked fucking, sucking, and eating pussy. I really liked sex! Mr. Woodburn really did know the woman inside me and he was drawing that woman out of me.* * * * *“I hope you don’t think badly of Charles, my dear.”We were at the kitchen counter, the two of us pulling together a breakfast. I like this woman. Actually, being in their home with them was showing a side of the Woodburn’s I wouldn’t have guessed. From the outside, he projected an image of wealth and power that would naturally include not only the limo service to and from work but service at home, too. That was the part I found telling about them. They both treated the home, despite the magnificence of it and the grounds, as a place of retreat. I was sure they had a cleaning service and grounds service that would come in to do major efforts, but they liked their privacy. She enjoyed cooking and last night they shared in doing the cleanup. So, this morning, I found myself assisting her in pulling together the breakfast.“Why would I think badly of him, Ma’am?” I studied her as she took the egg dish out of the oven. It was amazingly simple to put together with eggs, sausage, cheese and crumbled bread, then cooked for 40 minutes. She was covered with a mid-length, light-fabric robe that covered her, but the tie slowly loosened as she worked requiring her to frequently retie it but also allow glimpses of her otherwise naked body underneath. I admired her body last night. Her extension of my role as her husband’s slut to include her now required that I also remain naked in their home unless otherwise directed. It was a modification I would never have expected.“The fact that he is going off to play golf when he brought you here for the weekend.” She glanced at me with a look that said bahis siteleri there was more to her bringing it up. We heard him and she called out that we had breakfast ready and he had to eat before leaving. “The truth is, I suggested it to him. I have something I want to … discuss with you while he is gone.” Just then, he came into the kitchen, wrapped his arms around his wife, kissing her neck and shoulders as he untied her robe and fondled her breasts. She wiggled with embarrassed delight. While she retied her robe, he came to me and repeated his attack. I, however, was much more compliant and his hand moved further down my body. I glanced at his wife beside me who was now leaning against the counter on one hip watching as my feet spread and my hands reached for the counter for support as his hand found my pussy. He smacked my butt, grabbed a mug of coffee and retreated to the kitchen nook. She smiled at me, sensing the frustration of the quick, teasing arousal and just as quick let-down.* * * * *Mr. Woodburn had left for the golf course and she was leading me out into the yard. I could see in the rear of the large lot a small building that clearly was a kennel with a large fenced-in run. Inside were two dogs, a Golden Retriever and an Irish Setter. Both were beautiful dogs and mature size. She was now dressed in shorts and a pull-over top. I was still completely naked, even barefoot. She assured me the property was completely fenced in and private, but that didn’t stop me from surveying around us as we walked. I was not used to outdoor exhibition. Being stood in front of a window 11 stories in the air was one thing, this was another. But, I now satisfied her expectation, too.She stood at the chain-link fence with her palm on the mesh. The dogs came rushing to her and nosed her palm.“You grew up on a farm, right? Aren’t I remembering that correctly?“Yes, Ma’am.”“You’re comfortable with dogs and other a****ls?”I was wondering what this was leading to. “Yes, Ma’am. I love dogs. We had three, sometimes four dogs around the farm. They were almost strays. We put food and water out for them and they kept varmints away from the chickens and the barn. Then, there were lots of cows, a few horses, and pigs.” She only nodded. It took her a few moments, “We recently got the dogs because Charles wanted dogs. You can see the balls and ropes s**ttered around the yard. They play with him very well. They might be rough on the plantings and gardens, but the three of them are a delight to watch.”“The three of them, Ma’am?”She smiled, “Yes, not much slips by you, does it?” She turned to me, “The thing is … well, we wanted handsome dogs and playful. These two are certainly that. They came from the same kennel and had been living together when they were … mmmmm … taken from the owners. It didn’t seem that the adoption kennel had a lot of information on them except that they were healthy, loved, and well cared for. But … stand over there away from the gate and watch what happens.”I move around the corner of the fenced run but could still see through the links as she opened the gate and stepped back. I noticed she did nothing with her hands or body but to step back several steps. The dogs glanced at me warily, but with wagging tails rushed to her. My hand went to my mouth as I watched them circle her, snouts pressing into her front and butt. She stood there taking the aggressive probing of the noses before returning to the gate and ordering them back inside. I saw her hands shaking on the latch to close the gate.We walked back to the patio. “That’s why I had you stand away. Imagine them with a naked woman? At first, we thought they were just happy and excited. Well … duh. But, not in the friendly, family dog kind of way.” Her hand slipped between her thighs as she gazed out into the yard toward the kennel, then quickly pulled it back as she saw me watching. “Sorry. It becomes rather arousing when you accept what they are after.”“Ma’am, you really think …”She patted my hand and smiled. “I was the same way. When it first was happening, Charles became quite embarrassed for me. I think men tend to see the sexual implication of things faster than we might. But, eventually, we went back to the adoption kennel for more information. He was nervous that there was something wrong and offered to take the dogs back and return our money. The thing was, though, that with Charles they were exactly what we wanted. The man promised more information so we could decide. He came back to us over a week later, apologizing for the delay. It turned out the dogs came from a police raid on a family. There was nothing in the police reports to indicate anything out of the ordinary. The neighbors all said the dogs didn’t bark, were good with k**s and well-behaved, but were kept in the yard or the house. Out of curiosity, the a****l control people who took the dogs into custody after the arrests pursued it further. They were given permission to interview the woman. The man wouldn’t talk to them. Both were in prisons, obviously different ones. The woman, since she was already in prison, decided to confess that she had been having sex with the dogs and the man rarely interacted with them. We were told she had a perverse smile on her face. Apparently, she let the dogs have her anytime they wanted. She preferred sex with them over her husband.”I stared at her for a moment as the information fully sunk in. “So … that was a trained response for them. Maybe not a deliberate training response, but the woman had gotten them used to … having her as …”She finished it for me, “Yes, as their bitch.” We both sat quietly for many more moments. Although I now had a very challenging professional job, there bahis şirketleri was always the element of sexuality orbiting my life, always within a comment, text, email, or phone call away from that orbiting sexuality to consume me. Her story, now combined with the image of the dogs with her, ignited in me a very real arousal. Was that perverted, disgusting? Dogs. This was dogs she was talking about. But, still … the feelings were there and … what other reason was there for her telling me that?I looked at her after half turning to face her more directly, suddenly much more aware of my nudity. “Why … are you telling me all this?”She didn’t look at me, not at first. Her hesitancy spoke volumes about what was going through her mind. Finally, she let it out. “Tina, this is way beyond the arrangement you have with my husband, not to mention the expansion I asked for.” She reached across and put her hand on my arm. “Feel free to be offended and reject me, it’s probably asking too much, even of someone who has agreed to be a personal slut.” She turned slightly to face me. “I can’t get the idea of what that woman was doing out of my head. You might have noticed that the dogs probing at my crotch and ass didn’t cause me to jump away. I am intrigued, but …”I smiled at her, “But, you don’t know if it should be something you should be considering or how to pursue if you really want to?” She nodded, her eyes remaining down looking at the ground between us. “Ma’am …”, she looked up at me, “I don’t know if it should be too much to ask me or not. I think that is my problem right now. Everything is so sensual and arousing to me. Just being around your husband and not knowing what that relationship might bring me; being in his office naked and not knowing when he might have me suck his cock or bend me over the table or desk to fuck me; and now you, naked in your home, helping the two of you to fuck and for you to be sitting with us as he fucks me. Ma’am, it is explosive just thinking about it.” I smiled with reassurance, “To your point, finally, I don’t know that there is anything that is too much to ask. Heck, not ask but direct me to do. That is the way I am feeling, that there is nothing that is too much to expect from me. I wasn’t sure what it might mean to accept his offer of being his slut. I liked sex more than I imagined as time passed. The more I experienced, the more I liked it. But, ultimately, your husband showed me how much I really did. This is going to sound really bad … or slutty … but I am wondering what my limits might be.”She looked at me with eyes that were very soft and tender. “I wish I was like that, Tina. I love the sex Charles gives me, but I wish I could give Charles more, be more adventurous for him. Understand, he loves me tremendously and we are very happy. It isn’t that him wanting you somehow diminishes anything we have. I think having you might actually improve what we have.” She hesitated, again. “Can I ask something of you, then?”I put my hand on hers. “Ma’am, I want you to ask me anything you desire.”“When you are here with us, can you push me, encourage me to try new things, to push my fears of what might hurt versus the experience of some hurt that leads to increased pleasure?”I got out of my chair and knelt alongside her. “I will do anything you want me to do. I want you and Mr. Woodburn to have anything any slut might ever give in service.”She smiled and gave me a peck on the cheek. Her eyes glanced from me to the kennel and back to me. I sensed that even with my offer she was weighing the appropriateness of asking.“It was only last week that we got the information about the woman. We were trying to decide what to do about it. Could they be retrained to leave women alone? But, I think Charles began seeing the other question in my mind, but he would never suggest anything like that for me. I don’t think I can even suggest anything like that for myself. But, you … you’ve been around a****ls. You might have a different perspective.”I laughed. “Some familiarity maybe but not experience. Dog cocks develop a knot that is thicker than their cocks. That could be a terrifying surprise if you weren’t expecting it.” I looked out at the kennel now. “Maybe you need two things to be considered.” She looked at me quizzically. “First, can the dogs be retrained to leave women alone when the attention is not wanted.” She looked at me funny at the words ‘when the attention is not wanted’. “Second, determine what fucking a dog is like. You might find you never want to pursue doing it and just focus on the training.”She looked at me with a wry smile. She recognized what I was doing. The training was very possible. Both dogs already responded to the command to sit even when they wanted to sniff. The training just needed to get them to stop m*****ing women.I stood and started out into the yard. She caught up within a moment. “You’re going to do it?”“I don’t know anything about it. I’ve never done it or seen it done. But, being on the farm I have seen dogs mount and other a****ls, too.”She grabbed my arm in hers as she walked along tightly beside me. “This is so exciting! I never thought you would do it. I think you might really be a full-blown slut, Tina.”I smiled, partly to myself, though I knew she saw it, too. “It is what your husband wants me to be.” After a moment of further reflection, “The thing about dogs is the knot that forms at the base of their cocks. It’s a ball that can be significantly larger than the cock. The knot locks them, called a tie, to the bitches to help with insemination. If you aren’t aware of that, it could be a painful surprise.”“You’re really going to do it. I can’t believe it.” She was so giddy. Maybe I was talking myself into it. “How are you going to do it?”We were at the kennel. “I have no idea, but it would seem that what experience I lack, they might make up for.”* * CHAPTER FOUR: DOG AND BITCH TRAINING will follow * * Thanks for reading.

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Pippa’s Visit Part 1I must say I didn’t sleep well overnight but after an early morning shower and a couple of cups of coffee I was good for the day ahead. The weather forecast was good for the weekend so another day of shorts was in order, I received a text from Alice telling me how excited Pippa was to be coming to stay and telling me that she forgot to pack her PJ’s and could I give her a T shirt to sleep in or something, I replied back telling her not to worry and that she was in good hands and that I was determined to give her a good time, Alice text back thanking me with a PS to make sure she did her homework.I liked Alice; she was funny albeit a bit naïve but she did have a killer body which was something I was hoping to experience in the near future.The afternoon started to drag as I sat watching TV waiting for my visitor to arrive, the house was tidy, the beds made and a nice warm breeze was flowing through the house as I had all the windows open and I just sat back enjoying a smoke thinking about the last few days and the experiences with Pip and Alice, I was chilled out nicely as finally the time arrived and I looked out of the window in anticipation to see Pippa skipping along the road, he short black pleated skirt blowing in the wind, I met her at the door and she jumped up giving me a big hug and without realising it I had my hands caressing her arse cheeks through her skirt.I showed her into the lounge and she complimented me on how nice my house was, she put her school bag down on the sofa and kicked off her shoes and socks and sat down, “Do you have much homework?” I asked, “Your mum said we must get that done and we don’t want to upset her, do we?” I continued and I saw her happy face turn to a frown,“But…” she started to say before I held my finger to my mouth telling her that once it is done we can enjoy the weekend, begrudgingly she agreed and took a few books out of her bag while I popped to the kitchen getting myself a beer and Pip a soda, “Here you go girl” I said handing her the drink while I sat in my chair opposite her.I looked across as Pippa sorted out some books onto a side table that I put in front of her and she did look good in her white shirt tucked into her black pleated skirt and the way she sat with her knees apart gave me the sweet view up her skirt and a nice glimpse of her tight white panties, I must have got lost in the moment or it was the effect of the joint I had recently smoked but I was in a daze, “Frank” Pippa said without a response from me, “FRANK” she shouted which snapped me out of it, “Oh so sorry Pip” I said apologetically looking up at her realizing that as I was staring up her skirt my cock had come to life under my shorts, Pippa looked puzzled“Are you ok?” she asked concerned and I had to admit that I had smoked earlier and was in the zone.“Wow! Cool” she said smiling, “Can we share one?” she asked.. “Please??” she said telling me she had never smoked before but her friend had and it was awesome which made me think how it had affected Emily in the past.“Get your homework done first” I said and Pippa then attacked her school work canlı bahis with more vigour.“Did you wash my panties yet?” she asked with a girlish giggle and I told her that I hadn’t yet as I wasn’t sure if she wanted me to wash anything else, “Shall I go change so you can wash what I have on?” she asked which would keep me busy while she did her work.“Great idea, come on I will show you your room and gather up all the laundry” I said as I stood up and helped Pip up, “After you” I said being a gentleman and pointing to the hallway then flowed Pip up the stairs having a nice view of the back of her legs as she climbed the stairs.“Wow” she said as we walked into Lisa’s room and she saw her few clothes laid out on the bed and pointing to the half empty basked told her to put her things in there while I got changed into my robe, I left the room and went into mine to strip off grabbing my robe and a few extra things before returning back just as Pip was buttoning up her little denim skirt.“Wow!” I said with a smile as wide as the ocean as I looked at how this young lady was dressed, she had a small crop top which clearly showed the outline of her little bee stings and her nipples were visible, moving down to her smooth midriff, she did have a cute belly and then on down to her little denim skirt which buttoned up the front and was so short it could have been misconstrued as a belt, she looked delightful.She handed me her shirt, skirt and panties that she had been wearing and without thinking and force of habit I held her panties up to my ace to give them a good sniff, Pippa looked at me puzzled, “WOW!” she said as if to say ‘what the fuck are you doing’ before I replied with, “Oh sorry Pip but this is how I check if they really need washing” which I think got me out of jail.“Cool, what a great idea” she said with that girlish giggle again. I grabbed the laundry basket and we headed back downstairs.“Finish off your work babygirl” I said as I went into the kitchen to put a wash on. Pippa returned to the lounge and got busy and grabbing another beer and soda I re-joined her sitting back in my chair being careful not to flash her as I did so but she was too engrossed in her studies. The way she sat in her little denim skirt left absolutely nothing to the imagination as I don’t think she could sit without showing her knickers much to my delight and as she sat there with her knees about 2-3 inches apart gave me the perfect purvey view.She looked up from her work, “I love that robe Frank, so much better than mums old thing” she said giggling and I thanked her for the compliment before she continued.. ”Do you like my outfit too?” and I had to be honest and say that she looked awesome and had to explain to her the dress code within the house was very relaxed and not to worry, “So cool” she responded before burying her head back into her books.It was difficult watching Pip do her work and the view of her panties without getting aroused so I had to occupy myself while she finished so decided to make a few joints for the evening, its always nice to have a few pre-rolled and ready and I could see bahis siteleri Pip keep looking up while I was doing it,“This is your treat for finishing your work” I said with a smile but it was important that she did her studies, she looked up from her books nodding her head, “Nearly done” she said with a smile as I sat back in my chair.Finally she was done and she punched the air excitedly as she put her books away and exhaled deeply knowing that the weekend was now her own, “Can we smoke now?” she asked and I looked across at her with a serious look on my face“Pip” I said quite sternly, “Anything that happens this weekend MUST be a secret, you must not tell your mum” and she smiled as she looked across at me agreeing with everything I told her.I moved across the room and got on my knees in front of her as I lit up the joint and took a deep hit and put my hand on her knee as I handed it to her telling her to take a couple of small hits as she had never done it beforeShe coughed and spluttered but soon got the hang of it and was quite enjoying it as we shared our first joint together.I was still positioned at her feet watching her take deeper hits as we finished and I could see she was starting to get the giggles, “OMG” she said, “my head is spinning, this feels awesome” she said as she laid back on the sofa, “Do you like it babygirl?” I asked and her head was nodding as my hand was still on her knee, her legs parted and I was sat about a couple of feet away from her open legs getting a perfect view of her white panties.My cock was throbbing under my thin silk robe as I looked up at her having her first high experience and I just knelt there looking up at her, I lent forward and started to undo the 4 buttons at the front of her little denim skirt, she looked down at me“What are you doing?” she stammered with a little giggle and I had to think quick“I learnt that you should never wear tight clothes when smoking” I said to her “And your skirt looks too tight” as I undid the last button opening her skirt and pulling it free looking down at her beautiful panties in front of me“Oh I see” she said giggling, “Is that why you wear the robe?” “Yes, now does that feel more comfortable” I asked her and she looked back at me nodding her head.“Can we have another?” she asked and I found her girlish giggle was sexy and as I stood up to get another my cock was like a tent pole under my robe, “OMG!” she said as looked straight as it with her eyes wide, “I can see why you need loose clothes” and I could see her eyes on me as I got another joint and lit it up, “Maybe I should take it off” I suggested as I stood in front of her and handed her the smoke, she took a big hit without taking her eyes off my tent pole“I think you will be more comfortable” she said giggling and with that she reached forward and grabbed at the tie holding in my modesty and with one quick tug my robe flew open and my cock stood out loud and proud.Pippa froze as she looked at my throbbing manhood and although she sat on it yesterday this was the first time she had seen me naked as my robe hit the floor.She handed back the bahis şirketleri smoke and looked up into my eyes, “Can I touch it?” she asked in a leading voice and I just nodded my head, Pippa smiled as she reached out and the feeling of her soft touch sent shockwaves through my body.“Mmm” she said as her fingers enveloped my throbbing dick and she pulled the skin right back exposing the swollen head, she giggled as her actions released a little pre-cum out of my piss slit and she massaged the liquid into the helmet adding lubrication as she slowly wanked me.I put my hands on top of her head pulling her close and feeling a little resistance, “Suck it” I said and she gave me a puzzled look“Put it in your mouth” I instructed pulling her closer and as her mouth opened I inserted the head so she could get a taste, she seemed reluctant at first but as she got the taste she became more receptive and I felt her warm tongue searching around the swollen head.“Mmm” she mumbled as she began to get into it and her other hand was now gently squeezing my balls as her cheeks concaved as she sucked. I pushed in further and felt my cock hit the back of her throat which caused her to cough and splutter a bit but she was keen to see the job out as her head bobbed up and down, my knees began to tremble as I knew I was close,“When I cum you must swallow it, it’s full of vitamins and good for you” I said in a soft voice and her head nodded which only enhanced the pleasure running through my body.With one hand gently squeezing my balls and the other wrapped around the base milking me I could feel my balls start to tighten and I held her head tight as my cock started to pulsate, “OMG!, YESS!” I shouted as I felt my hot ejaculate shoot into her mouth, she was a bit surprised but frantically tried to swallow the hot load being pumped down her throat, “Mmm” she mumbled looking up at me as she sucked every last drop out of me.As I pulled my softening cock out of her mouth I could see her licking her lips not wanting to lose any of my man juice, “OMG Frank, that tastes so good” as a wide smile appeared on her face, “Did I do good?” she asked looking for reassurance, I smiled down at her stroking her short hair, “Yes Babygirl, you did great” and she wrapped her arms around my waist pulling me close for a hug forcing my limp cock against her face.It was getting late so I suggested that it was bedtime and promised her that tomorrow I would take her to town and buy her some clothes, she was excited at that as she told me her mum couldn’t afford much.As I followed her up the stairs in just her panties and top she gave her arse a little wiggle knowing I was behind her and I showed her into Lisa’s room. I gave her one of my old tee shirts to sleep in and was surprised as she took her top off right in front of me and I could see her little nipples were a little hard and she pulled on the shirt, she laughed as she looked in the mirror as it was a bit big and looked like a baggy dress.I pulled back the thin cover and she climbed into bed and I lent over her to give her a kiss goodnight, our lips met and I was pleasantly surprised at how soft he lips were.“Goodnight Babygirl” I said with a smile, “Goodnight Frank” she said and I left the night light on and went back downstairs and grabbed another beer before I retired myself.To Be Continued….

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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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You ever Sucked a Cock Before? GayIt was my first semester at college and my first big assessment. My physics assignment was due in two days and I was trying to finish it early, once I had completed it I printed out a hard copy just in case the computer fails and I left on my desk. The night before it was due I had a fraternity meet up, since I was new I was one of the pledges, before they made us do some embarrassing things but nothing too major. I was only small and was teased for looking really young all of my schooling, so I wanted a bunch of friends to support me and be part of a fraternity.When I arrived the leaders instructed that all the pledges will be splitting up with the one of the head brothers for a one on one tasks. We all thought that was a bit weird, but assumed nothing bad was going to happen. I got paired with brother Dean who was one of the older frats there, he was pretty big so I thought if I got to know him he could protect me a bit. It was weird because it seemed he volunteered to be with me, so I guess I stick out from the crowd. Dean seem like a pretty cool dude and he told me not to stress about the task I have to do. I asked if it was some sort of interview process, he laughed and told me, “Yeah it’s a type of hands-on interview”.We went back to my dorm to do the one on one interview, it’s convenient that I got lucky and haven’t got a roommate so it was just us. He sat at my computer desk, just chatting friendly and stuff, he asked about if I had any assignments due. So I loaded up my computer and showed him my physics one I just completed. “Cool dude looks like you put a lot of effort into it, good job!”, he said kindly. He seemed like a really cool guy. However, abruptly he deleted my assignment off my computer. “Hey what the fuck man!” I shouted. He noticed my last copy on my desk printed out and grabbed it, I tried to grab it off him but he pushed me away, he was just too strong. “What the hell are you doing?” I asked. Dean, laughing said. “Look at your little bitch face! Don’t worry I’m not going to do anything to this, that’s of course if you listen to me and do as I say.””Fine, fine. Just don’t güvenilir canlı bahis siteleri wreak it, it’s my only copy and it’s due tomorrow” I hesitantly replied. I knew there was something fishy about this meet up. He grabbed his phone out and started filming me. “What the fuck are you doing?” I asked. “Now if you want this assignment back you’re going to have to do everything I say, you got it bitch” he said to me. I was so anxious about losing it I agreed. I couldn’t lose it or my parents would kill me for failing. “Now listen here bitch. I’m going to film you doing some shit and I don’t want to hear you complain one little bit. As soon as I hear one little bit of complaining I’m going to rip this to shreds… you got it?””Yeah, fine” I said unwillingly. I knew that I was in for long night. “First I want you to take all your clothes off and get to your knees!” he said sternly. I was so nervous and shaking as I started to take my clothes off. I was completely naked and on my knees in front of him, it was so weird and he was getting it all on camera as well! Sitting in my chair he spreads his legs, my heart sunk. I felt like I know what he wants me to do. “Undo my zipper and pull my pants down” he ordered.I was so nervous and scared, he was so much bigger than me I couldn’t fight him, so I had to do whatever he says. I undid his pants and pulled them down. I figured out then that he was gay and wanted me to probably jack him off or something. He was sitting there with his pants down and I was looking at his underpants, I could see his dick outlined, it looked semi hard, I was almost sick looking at it. “Why don’t you give it a kiss! Remember you’re not allowed to resist haha” he said jokingly. I knew I was doomed. I had to kiss his dick through his jocks, I was praying that’s all I had to do.”Now pull it out! Haha”.My heart was pounding. My hands were shaking as I pulled his underpants down and I saw his cock. It was still semi hard and bigger than mine, his balls were massive and sagged a bit, he had a bit of hair around the cock and on his ball sack. I was sweating and nervous, all I could smell was güvenilir illegal bahis siteleri his cock and balls. “You ever sucked a cock before little bitch?” He asked rhetorically, he knew by my mannerism I have never done anything gay ever. “Come on boy, get your mouth around it, time to stop playing around” he ordered.My heart was beating a thousand miles an hour, I was staring at it, feeling sick that I had to put it in my mouth. He grabbed it and faced it towards my face, I could see the tip of his cock already had a little bit of pre-cum on it.”Suck it!”I was almost feeling physically sick as I lowered my mouth onto it. My first reaction was tasting his pre-cum. It was the saltiest thing I’ve ever tasted. But after I sucked it a bit, the taste became normal. His cock filled my mouth nearly completely. I had to keep on sucking up and down the shaft and suckle his salty head. His cock kept on touching the back of my throat which was the weirdest feeling. I couldn’t believe what I was doing, I couldn’t imagine doing anything worse. He had his hand at the back of my head, not forcing it down, but just as a reminder that he’s my boss, while I was sucking his cock.”Good little sissy bitch, be gentle with it, don’t stop sucking it” he said to me.His cock was rock hard now and throbbing in my mouth. I had tears coming from my eyes from gagging on it a bit. He would sometimes jiggle his dick in my mouth to let the spit drip out. There was so much spit all over his dick drooling down his balls and onto my chair. He took his dick out and rubbed it all over my face while laughing, before sticking it back in my mouth. He shined the camera into my face to film me close up sucking on his dick, and to see the sloppy job I was doing. “Good job little bitch, you’re sucking my dick well. Now I want you to start licking my balls!” He ordered.He held his dick up and showed his balls. They were big, hairy and saggy. I didn’t want look at them let alone put them in my mouth. They were coated in my spit and his sweat. He told me to start licking them, and as I put my tongue on them, he dropped his wet heavy cock on my güvenilir bahis şirketleri face, hitting me right in the eye. I had to continue to suck and lick his balls with his cock throbbing on my face. His balls had more of a revolting flavor than his cock. While I was sucking them I could feel all his pubes in my mouth, on my tongue. I had to keep on sucking his cock and balls for 20 minutes. I just wanted this whole thing to end. “Alright bitch, you ready for a mouth full of cum! Keep on sucking my dick”. I kept on sucking with my eyes closed trying to prepare myself for the worst moment in my life. His cock was throbbing so hard in my mouth, as I tried to keep on sucking without reacting. As I was sucking the head of his cock he grabbed the back of my head and rammed it down the shaft, pushing my face into his sweaty pubes. His cock started cumming in the back of my throat. There was so much and it was so warm as it was pumping in my throat and filling my mouth. I stopped sucking and tried to take a breath, and he pulled his cock out of my mouth. I initially choked a bit before I realized how bad it tasted, it was all gooey and hot. I instantly wanted to spit it out before he yelled at me.”Don’t you dare waste that shit! Drink it up!” I closed my eyes, I knew I had to follow his orders. So I swallowed it, I could only swallow it bit by bit, trying to forget about the taste. I open my eyes and he grabs my head and holds it still. He waives his still relatively hard cock in my face. “Here there’s still some cum on the tip, take a couple of mushroom stamps as reward!”He started to dab the tip of his cock over my face leaving bits of cum everywhere. And then waived his head in between my lips. At this point I was too defeated to care. “There you go bitch. That was a nice hands on interview, you made quite a good little twink for the Internet haha!” He said, reminding me of the video he took. “Please don’t put it on the Internet!” I pleaded with him.”That depends are you going to be a good little pledge and obey any orders I have for you?” He replied. I knew at this point it was only the start of more to come, I had no choice but to obey. He left my dorm with me on the floor tired, defeated and naked. Still with, (now dried up) cum stains on my lips and face, the only positive is he didn’t destroy my assignment. But now that he’s got a video of me sucking cock, I knew my college life was going change. He had complete control over me.

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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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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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I love my Mom

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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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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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Des vacances riches en émotion 6C’était mal connaître Romain. Comme si il n’avait pas tenu compte de son orgasme il recommençait à jouer avec ses lèvres et son clitoris, ajoutant cette fois ses doigts. Il jouait avec ses deux doigts dans la chatte de Julie qui n’eut aucun mal à se remettre dans l’acte malgré l’orgasme. Julie pourtant pas entreprenante habituellement décolla la tête de Romain. Ce fut bref est rapide mais je vis à ce moment sur le visage de Romain un mélange d’étonnement et de plaisir à a voir accroc à lui ainsi. Elle l’embrasse fougueusement, se met debout avec lui, le prend par la taille et le fait s’allonger sur le lit. Sans hésitation elle retire son short, son caleçon laissant apparaître pour la première fois devant ses yeux son sexe. Dès que le caleçon est descendu, elle s’est dressé fièrement. Julia la contemple quelques secondes en la caressant. Contrairement à la mienne il est totalement imberbe. Son sexe n’est pas démesurément grand, juste assez gros pour donner ce côté viril. Plus long et plus large que le mien cela dit.Là pas une once de tergiversation de la part de Julie, elle se jette bouche ouverte sur son sexe. Comme si on avait privé quelqu’un d’une friandise trop longtemps. Il ne peut s’empêcher de se contracter sous le coup du plaisir. Elle dévore littéralement sa queue. Elle la suce, la lèche de haut en bas, la branle avec vigueur, la mordille. Va même jusqu’à embrasser ses couilles lisses. Si elle m’avait fait la moitié d’une fellation pareil j’aurais déjà jouis plus d’une fois.D’ailleurs moi j’avais beau avoir canlı bahis jouis déjà une fois, mon sexe ne retombait pas. Elle finit par arrêter pour remonter doucement à quatre pattes sur le lit. Excitation ou insouciance ils ne prennent pas la peine de se demander si il va mettre une capote ou non. Elle vient l’embrasser, elle saisit le sexe de Romain et le fais glisser dans son trou. Il doit être si chaud et surtout mouillée étant donné la facilité avec laquelle Romain la pénètre. Elle pousse un cri de plaisir.Il reprend les choses en main, il la prend dans ses bras la colle contre son torse pour l’embrasser, tout en accélérant ses va et vient. Il ne la baise pas, ce n’est pas violent, c’est simplement viril. Sa queue remplit complètement sa chatte. Malgré que leurs bouches soient collées j’entends les gémissement continues de Julie. A ce moment là j’éjacule une seconde fois.Pourtant je n’étais pas au bout de mes peines. Il se retire l’a fait glisser sur le côté, elle est face à moi, il se positionne derrière et recommence à lui faire l’amour. Une main sur le clitoris une autre sur ses seins et toujours cette irrépressible envie qu’ils ont de s’embrasser passionnément. Julie prend son pied, je le vois elle est belle. J’admire son corps se faire posséder par un autre homme. Elle est totalement offerte à lui, il le lui rend bien. Il alterne les moments pus rapide, avec des petits coups secs ou plus tendrement. Il lui donne du plaisir Elle jouit une seconde fois…Toujours pas question pour Romain de s’arrêter, tout en gardant son sexe en bahis siteleri elle, il la glisse sur le dos se positionne au-dessus d’elle et il repart de plus belle. Elle caresse son torse musclé, ses bras contractés, on voit dans ses yeux le désir, mélangé au plaisir. Elle si pudique, réservée d’ordinaire, est totalement relâchée. Elle se sent à l’aise en sécurité avec lui. Je doute qu’en cet instant elle pense à moi une seule seconde. Même si ça me fait mal de penser ça, j’y prends du plaisir quand même.Il la retire une nouvelle fois au pied du lit, se baisse, la saisit par les hanches et la soulève pour la coller contre lui. Il la colle contre la mur, elle frémit le mur est froid. Toujours sans un mot, il se retourne et se colle lui au mur, le mur de la salle de bain. Pendant qu’il la prend dans cette position j’ai le visage de Julie presque collée à la vitre face à moi.J’imagine ce qu’elle ressent à ce moment rempli par son sexe, elle est porter par l’homme qui la prend. Elle doit se sentir femme, si bien dans ses bras, ferme et tendre à la fois.Après de longues minutes dans cette position, alors qu’ils ne s’étaient pas parlés de tout l’acte, elle sent qu’il est sur le point de venir. Je la vois collé sa tête sur le côté et comme si elle avait peur d’être entendue elle lui murmure à l’oreille :- Fais moi jouir encore une fois et toi aussi je veux que tu te relâche, jouit avec moi, en moi je veux te sentir.L’excitation de cette phrase me fit éjaculer une troisième fois. Juste avant que devant mes yeux presque en parfaite synchronisation bahis şirketleri leurs râles de plaisir se mélange, les deux orgasmes se rejoignant. Ils sont tous les deux haletant, il la repose délicatement sur le lit, retirer son sexe encore dur retirant par la même occasion un peu du sperme avec lequel il l’avait rempli. Cette vision aurait du m’horrifier.Il faut que je me rendre à l’évidence si j’avais pu, j’aurais encore jouis une fois. Je suis un putain de cocu et j’aime ça. Pourtant je serais incapable d’en parler, surtout avec elle.Par précaution je décide de sortir vite de la salle de bain, le plus discrètement possible. J’arrive à la voiture incapable de me remémorer le trajet que je venais de faire tant les images de Julie et Romain tournait dans ma tête en continu.J’attends au coin que les autres reviennent de la plage je dirai que je n’ai pas trouvé ce qu’il fallait et que j’ai galéré.La dernière soirée se déroule normalement. Je suis impressionné devant le fait que Julie et Romain font comme si de rien n’était de manière aussi convaincante. Impossible de se douter de quelque chose.Le lendemain matin Romain, Marc, Amanda et Thomas prennent un autre avion, ils partent donc avant nous. Au moment du départ je remarque que pendant de longues minutes Romain et Julie ne sont pas avec nous, certainement en train de s’embrasser langoureusement pour se dire au revoir.Quelques semaines plus tard, tout est comme avant avec Julie. Elle ne m’a rien avoué, moi non plus, nous sommes revenus dans notre routine habituelle. J’aurais pu changer des choses pour améliorer les chose. Seulement j’avais l’intime espoir qu’en gardant les choses ainsi l’histoire de Romain se répète. J’espérais devenir un cocu, avec une femme satisfaite et plus libertine pour devenir un cocu heureux…

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Histoire de slips.3

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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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