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Wish this happened to me.I was helping a friend move not long ago. The three of us (me, him, and his wife) had been working all morning, packing stuff and loading it onto the rented truck. He’d just left with a full load, headed to the new house across town to unload and grab some lunch. She and I stayed to keep packing and stacking.Their laundry room was in the bathroom, and I’d gone in to start packing things in there. On top of the dirty laundry basket was a light blue pair of panties, obviously soaked at the crotch. She was at the other end of the house, so I decided to risk a quick sniff. Her scent was glorious! Sweet and musky, fresh and sexy.Getting lost in the moment, I sat down on the toilet and began sniffing and tasting her wet panties as I rubbed my now-aching erection through my jeans. I got up and peeked, noticing that she was hard at work int he kitchen, all the way across the house (and making şişli escort lots of noise with pots & pans). I slipped back to the bathroom, unzipped by jeans, pulled them down around my ankles, and began stroking furiously as I tasted her soiled panties.As I rapidly approached my orgasm, I wrapped her panties around my shaft and stroked with her juices. Finally, I pulled back and pressed the head of my cock into the crotch, right where her pussy had just been. Then a voice behind me said “Ahem! Having fun?” My heart felt like it stopped completely, but I was beyond the point of no return and shot spurt after spurt of hot, white, sticky cum into the crotch of her panties while she stood behind me, hands on her hips, watching the whole thing.Once I could talk again, I stammered…. “Oh, God.. I’m sorry.. I must have forgotten to lock the door.. I.. I mean.. You, ummm….””Oh, shut up, silly,” she said with şişli escort bayan a smile. “You think you’re the first person to cum in those today? Why do you think they were in the laundry in the first place? I came in here about an hour ago, while you two were rearranging the truck. Now, since I did kind of catch you unaware, I think I owe YOU an apology. Give me those!” She grabbed the panties from my hands, pulling them past my half-hard and still exposed cock, and stepped around in front of me.As I stared in disbelief, she leaned back against the wall and slipped her bare feet into the soiled panties. Then she slowly pulled them up her legs, leaving little glistening wet spots where the crotch slid over her supple flesh. As she reached the hem of her denim skirt, she paused. She lifted her skirt, exposing a perfect auburn bush, matted with her cream and smelling sweet and sexy, just like her panties mecidiyeköy escort bayan had. Her labia were red and swollen, and her clit was showing beautifully. I couldn’t believe it – she’d been in a skirt and no panties for the last hour, and I hadn’t noticed.. and now here she was showing herself to me! She pulled the panties back into place, massaging the cum-soaked crotch into her pussy.She stood there smiling, fingering herself, pleased at my reaction – stunned silence and complete awe. “Want to see again?” she asked, and without waiting for a response, she pulled the front of the panties down, showing me her pussy now covered with my cum.”Maybe one of these days you can deliver it directly. But for now, we need to get cleaned up. I think he’s back with lunch – I head someone coming down the driveway.” She pulled her skirt back down and winked, and I wiped the last drops of cum from my cock, pulled my jeans up, and went out just in time to look busy before he came in the door.I used to hate helping people move. Not any more! Any of you ladies need a hand? ;)98% (76/2)Categories: MasturbationVoyeur Posted by dirtymindedmale08 2 years ago Views: 4,430

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Alex’s craigslist adventures Ch2.Local business owner fucks my brains out, (after hours in his shop)My name is Alex, I’m a 28 year old Bi guy who more than occasionally meets guys. I have a thing for older tops, and am always glad to please. I hope to share more of my true stories in the future.—–Joe was another of the random guys I’ve met on Craigslist, but this story is a little special. I’ve hooked up with guys before, mostly at their place, some times in their car, even outside (that one was pretty hot). But this time was different, Joe owned a local shop one town over. We set up a time I could visit him “after hours” you could say. Joe was in his late 40s, i’m not sure exactly but he was spanish with salt and pepper hair and maybe just over 6ft. I arrived at the empty shop, Joe, behind the counter, was not shy about how happy he was to see me. He gave me a big hug, “Are you nervous?” “a little.” I replyed.”no! none of that” he said as he shook his finger. After locking the main door, he took my hand and lead me to the back of the store. There he lead me down a small staircase to the basement that housed bathrooms, an office, some misc. products stored on shelfs, and our play area. A cozy little couch and rug made şişli escort up what I guess is a break area during normal business hours. Joe turned to me, wrapped his arms around me and started kissing me. “mmm my boy is nice and clean” he said in between kisses.”I told you I was going to take a shower so I was nice and clean for you” I replied.Continuing to make out, Joe eagarly slid his hands down my pants and grabbed two handfuls of my ass. Obviously pleased with what he gets to play with, Joe broke our embrace so we could remove some clothing. I kicked off my jeans and Tshirt (I never wear boxers) and joe did the same. He took my hand and bent me over the couch. I was on my knees with my ass in the air, Joe burried his face in my ass. He squeezed each cheek as tongue played with my hole. In between my moans, I was able to reach back and hold his face in my ass. God that tongue felt incredible. “You like how that ass tastes baby?” I askedJoe quickly answered with a firm slap on my ass and then forced me to my knees were all I could see was his beautiful 8″ cock, just inches away from my face. I opened my mouth and engulfed the head, my tongue was met with a nice sweet glob of precum, He let out a low moan as I şişli escort bayan eagerly sucked him, taking every inch into my throat. “You like that big dick?” Joe asked.”MMHUMM” I mumbled, slurping on his cock. I pulled his cock from my mouth, lines of saliva still connecting his cock to my mouth. I fucking love this big cock.I could have sucked his cock all night long, but Joe was done playing games, he took me by the arm and bent my over the coach, just like before when he ate my ass. But this time he wanted more.He slowly pushed the head of his cock on my tight asshole, gently working his way in. Fuck, it was so thick. He took his time entering me, slowly inch after inch up my ass. I had nowhere to go, bent over a couch with Joe feeding his cock into me. I finally got over the initial stretching of my ass and began to push back into him. Finally I had all 8″ of Joe deep in my ass. “Thats it baby!” he said as my ass cheeks hit his hips. We slowly began girding and worked up to a good trusting rhythm. It wasn’t long before Joe had a firm hold on my hips and make sure I got all of his cock. Firmly fucking my ass with hard thrusts, he was totally in control, all I could do was kneel there, moaning, taking his mecidiyeköy escort bayan cock, and loving every second of it. Joe was probably one of the biggest cocks I’ve ever been with. He stuffed my ass so deep, I felt like my cock was going to explode.He decided that was enough of doggy style. He pulled his cock out and said “here baby, lay down”. I barely got onto my back and Joe had my legs over his shoulders, and his cock in my ass. Face to face, Joe began pounding my ass. I matched each thrust with a moan to let him know how much I was enjoying it. “Are you my bitch?””Yes, baby, I’m your bitch” I replied.Joe took my cock in his hand, jerking me, along with his thrusts. I couldn’t help it now, the combination of getting fucked nice and deep, my cocked getting jerked, Joe’s panting and moans of pleasure from my ass, my cock erupted, showering me in cum.Joe was ready to finish as well, he pulled his cock from my ass, and while I was still laying there I was able to get a quick taste of his cock. Joe stood over me jerking his cock, as my hands run up and down his legs, rubbing his ass, cupping his balls. It wasn’t long before I was again showered in cum. A sweaty and out of breath Joe gave my one last kiss, satisfied with the fuck he just had.—–A fun little fact about this story, I would have posted it sooner but as I was writing this Joe and I made plans to meet again. This time Joe absolutely tore my ass apart, giving me one of the hardest fucks of my life 😉

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Aunt Anne and Her Friends Ch. 01

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Aunt Anne and Her Friends Ch. 01My name is James. I was twenty-two years old at the time and had just completed my second year at college. I had agreed to visit my Aunt Anne for a couple of weeks (but I managed to spin it out to three for reasons that will soon be apparent!) She was my dad’s forty-two year-old sister and had recently moved house. I had agreed to do some odd jobs around the place for her. She always tended to spoil me a bit and I enjoyed her company; she is chatty and has a good sense of humour.She was always fairly tactile with me, but in a maternal sort of way rather than a sexual one. In fact I had never considered my aunt in a sexual way at all until that summer. She was attractive enough — tallish and quite slim, (a UK dress size 14 as I discovered when secretly inspecting her clothes on the clothes maiden) with a well-toned body and strong-looking legs that no doubt came from her membership of the local riding school. However, she usually wore clothes that were unflattering and often showed little fashion sense. Some of her clothes were not just unfashionable, they were a positive turn-off. For example she had some dresses and tops with big brash floral designs. Also, whilst I don’t have a fetish about big breasts, I always preferred at least a reasonably sized pair. Aunt Anne was not very well favoured in that department. I reckoned that they must only be A-cup in size.The way she dressed made it worse. She tended to wear tops or dresses that hung quite loosely, no doubt to avoid drawing attention to her flattish chest, but the loose cut tended to make her seem more shapeless rather than less.My latest girlfriend had finished with me a few months earlier. I’d had a number of girlfriends, some more serious than others. But to be honest I had always had a thing for older women. It probably arose from my attending an all boys’ school. My first awakening was to women rather than girls my own age. But as I say, until that summer I had never thought of Aunt Anne in a sexual way at all.____________________We got on well for the first few days of my stay, but on the fourth evening disaster struck. Aunt Anne had gone up to bed early and I had stayed in the lounge. I made sure that I waited a good twenty minutes or so. Then as quietly as I could I rolled one of the armchairs closer to the television, plugged in my headphones and loaded one of my porn DVDs into the player.I decided to build up slowly to my favourite scene in a “milf” DVD, so to begin with I watched a chapter from a student-life porn movie. The scene I chose featured a pert-breasted female student giving her boyfriend oral sex when her busty housemate walked in on them and asked if she could join in. I rubbed myself through my trousers as I watched.After watching that scene I changed to my favourite DVD. I always chuckled when the opening disclaimer stated that all who featured in it were at least eighteen years old at the time of filming. All the women were in fact at least, and very evidently, easily twice that age! I watched part of the first chapter then skipped to my most watched one. It had fewer exaggerated moans and groans than the others. This was part of the reason I preferred it. The other was that she was naturally busty, with slightly sagging breasts that showed no surgical scars. I should say that I’ve nothing against enhanced boobs, it’s just that I prefer the way natural ones move. I imagine that enhanced ones feel less natural to the touch, as well. I wouldn’t know.Anyway — then it happened. My headphones had blocked out all other sound. Aunt Anne had come downstairs for a drink of water but came into the lounge to check on me (after all, it was gone midnight). My hand was inside my trousers and, although I was not too far gone, I could not both withdraw it and kill the power to the television quickly enough. I whipped off the headphones and switched the television off, but my aunt — my dad’s sister! — had already seen what was on the screen — and my self-pleasuring hand down inside my trousers.I wished the ground could open up and swallow me. I blushed bright red and hung my head in shame, but not before I saw her look at the DVD cases on the floor beside my chair. She shook her head in disbelief.”bloody hell, James! bloody hell! I… I’m surprised at you! bloody hell!” was all she said.I started to blurt out an apology and an attempted, stammered excuse, but she had already headed out of the door to go back upstairs. I glanced at her long, ivory, satin nightdress. It swished enticingly against the backs of her thighs and hung deliciously over her shapely backside as she left the room.Suddenly I had noticed her. I had sexually NOTICED her.She made no mention of it the next day. I almost wished that she would, to give me chance to clear the air, but I lacked the courage şişli escort to raise the matter myself and felt that if she did not raise it, it was better left alone.After that I contented myself with watching my porn on my laptop in my room after she had retired for the night.Then the thoughts started. I wished they hadn’t, but they had, and it was hard to stop them. And I found that I didn’t really want to. I began to think of Aunt Anne in her sexy nightdress, and the fleeting glimpse of her ample, shapely bum under the thin, shiny fabric. I wished I had got a glance of her small breasts through it, and wondered what they would look like naked. I began to think of her dressing and undressing on the other side of the wall that separated her from me. I began to fantasise about her walking in on me again and asking if she could put her hand inside my trousers and bring me off as I watched my porn.I began to watch the scene in the movie that I had usually skipped until then. It featured a slimmish, small-breasted woman with a young lad of a similar age to me. Despite berating myself with all sorts of abusive names, I found myself blocking out the woman’s face and imagining that the mature, small-breasted body was my aunt’s. And — I’m ashamed to admit — I found myself masturbating to the very explicit sight of my “aunt” having sex with a lad my own age. Of course, in my imagination the bloke in the movie was me.I freely admit that it felt terribly dirty and shameful. And I should say that, of course, if I had chosen to, I could have stopped entertaining such thoughts. But I was enjoying my growing fixation upon my aunt. The mere fact of being alone with her in the house took on an erotic significance. I was almost painfully aware that only a thin wall and a few yards separated us when one of us was dressing or undressing.One night when I was lying on my bed jacking off to naughty mental images of her, it suddenly occurred to me that I was doing so in very close proximity to her. She was lying on her bed just six feet or so from where I lay masturbating to thoughts of her, with just that wall between us. Guilt and shame made me start to go limp. But then — I’m ashamed to admit it but would plead that it’s simply an indication of how fixated I was becoming — that very thought started to make me hard again. And — I know this sounds pathetic as well as obscene — I found myself shuffling onto my side to face to the dividing wall, as if secretly facing my dad’s sister. And I brought myself off in that position. Quickly. And copiously.When she was out at work I longed to rummage through her wardrobe and her dressing table, but was too afraid of being spotted by a neighbour. I contented myself with admiring and stroking her clean clothes on the clothes maiden downstairs where she left them to air off before ironing them.____________________Over the following few days I started to feel a bit strained when I was with Aunt Anne. Embarrassment at having been caught jacking off haunted me. The mere fact of being alone with her was both embarrassing and arousing. Added to this was the fact that I had started jacking off to mental images of her in her sexy ivory nightdress. I wondered whether she was conscious of my blossoming awareness of her and desire for her. If she was, she didn’t show any sign.Something else happened.It may have been coincidence, but three days after that Aunt Anne wore a black skirt and a closer fitting top for work. The top wasn’t really tight or low cut. But it did show the shape of her small breasts. I found it hard not to keep looking. I was fascinated by the small, rounded orbs and by the outline of her bra through the pink top. The smallness of her breasts meant that virtually no cleavage was visible above the neckline. This made it almost a challenge to me to try to spot it. I tried to be discreet, but it seemed when she was kneeling down to lift the washing from the washing machine that she spotted me a couple of times. But she gave no sign of embarrassment or anger and said nothing. The risk had been worth taking. I had managed three brief glimpses of the greater part of one little orb inside her bra. As well as her enthralling small breasts there had also been the sight of her lovely legs. Due to her horse riding they were well toned rather than thin. They looked strong. And they were long, too.The next day, she mentioned a party that some friends of hers were having that coming Saturday, and asked if I would like to go with her. I tried to sound enthusiastic, but the truth was that, whilst not exactly reclusive, I don’t really enjoy parties where I don’t know anybody — especially if, as this one sounded, there would be nobody my own age there.Intriguingly, she seemed rather evasive about the whole thing, simply saying that it was more of şişli escort bayan a social evening than a party, with just six people present. She said she was sure I would enjoy the company of her friends. Oddly she seemed both a bit embarrassed and a bit amused as she said it. I asked no more about it.____________________When the evening came around I got ready and waited downstairs. Aunt Anne eventually appeared and I got quite a shock. She was wearing an orangey-red dress that reached her knees. Unusually for her, it fitted her quite tightly. It hugged her narrow hips and flat belly, and its tightness made appealing creases radiate diagonally down over her stomach and hips from where the material was gathered in at the waist. As she moved, her tight dress stretched and tautened sensually across her body. The movement of her thighs was restricted by the length and tightness of her dress, causing her to walk in a slightly exaggerated and mincing way, and the fabric clung fleetingly to her crotch and thighs in a very enticing way as she did so. Her face was made up, but subtly, and looked quite natural, and her dark-straw coloured hair was held up on her head in a large grip. I had already “noticed” her several days earlier, but now she actually looked hot!Her legs were bare and her red stilettos emphasised her their well-toned shape and the movement of her hips deliciously. Tonight the small size and the shape of her small breasts were clearly shown by her dress. The neckline was cut quite low, but she showed no cleavage due to the smallness of her boobs. She was obviously wearing a bra, maybe even one that pushed her small breasts up and made them look a bit bigger than they really were. Her collarbone showed quite prominently and her skin was pale. The sight was enthralling. I struggled to tear my eyes away. She must have noticed, as she was beaming at me. Her eyes were bright, and emphasised by her subtle eyeliner and mascara. She had a carrier bag in her hand.”Wow, Auntie — you look — lovely,” I said fumblingly. I knew that I was blushing.She smiled.”Thanks, love. You look good in that black shirt — if I was twenty years younger I’d say you looked hot, in fact! Anyway — shall we go?””Yes, Auntie, fine.”She picked up another bag she had filled earlier with some party snack foodstuff but only a couple of cartons of fresh fruit juice. I realised that she could not really drink alcohol as she would be driving, but it seemed a bit odd to be taking so little. Still, I reasoned, there were only to be six of us.I stepped outside ahead of her and glanced at her again as she locked the door of the house behind them. I admired the subtle curves of her waist and hips, and the contours of her shapely backside. Again I glanced at the way her dress moved against her, and as she drove I found it impossible to resist glancing from time to time at her neckline, her small boobs, and the folds of her dress across her lap.During the journey — which lasted about half an hour — I hoped she didn’t notice my hard-on, though a couple of times her glance seemed to drop to it.Although it was summer, it was proving to be a typical British summer. Several days of sun were due to be followed by a week of “unsettled” weather. In weather forecast-speak this usually meant persistent rain (and often wind as well) — “settled” bad weather in fact! It was drizzling as we set off and raining steadily after about ten minutes._________________________We drove through the town where Aunt Anne’s friends lived and to the suburbs on the south side. They lived on the edge of the town on a short road of impressive detached houses. We pulled into the drive and dashed to the door to escape the rain, which had now become heavy.A woman in her mid forties and about five feet three or four inches tall answered the door and let us in. Aunt Anne introduced her to me as Lucy, and introduced me to her. The two women smiled, a little conspiratorially I thought, as my aunt brandished one of the carrier bags in her hand and went up the stairs. Lucy, our host, showed me into the lounge.There was a large coffee table, but apart from a bottle of wine, a few cans, a jug of fresh orange juice and some glasses there was no other booze there, and hardly any food. It looked as if it was going to be an even more boring evening than I had suspected. I wondered whether I was going to have endless holiday photos inflicted upon me.Although it was now raining hard outside, it was still far from dark, yet the vertical blinds were closed and the room was softly lit by a couple of lamps. The carpet and the furniture looked expensive.The other odd thing was that in the middle of the coffee table there was a folded piece of paper and two dice, ordinary, board-game type. I groaned inwardly. It looked as though there was going mecidiyeköy escort bayan to be some kind of party game, especially as one die was pink and the other blue. I don’t mind some party games, but, let’s be honest, others are downright dull or else embarrassing — especially with people you don’t know and without a reasonable amount of drink to loosen your inhibitions.Another couple was present, Caroline and Jack. They too looked to be in their mid-forties. We all made small talk for a while. Aunt Anne came into the lounge. Again the atmosphere seemed a little strange, and all present — except me — seemed to exchange some knowing glances. My aunt arranged the snacks on the coffee table. I felt uncomfortable.Caroline had light blond wavy hair that fell to her shoulders. She was busty — I guessed a DD or maybe even an E. She had a soft provincial accent and laughed quietly but frequently. She was wearing a tight, pale blue jersey dress that, like my aunt’s, hugged her hips and belly. But although she was bustier and curvier, with wider hips and a slightly plumper stomach than my aunt, she was not much bigger overall, and she was by o means overweight.As I looked closer I guessed that she was probably in fact in her late, not mid-, forties. She showed an inch or so of cleavage above her dress, and I found myself glancing again and again at the rise and fall of her ample breasts under her tight dress. I could just make out her nipples through the soft-looking fabric. To my horror I felt the early stages of my hard-on returning. Like my aunt, her legs were bare. And, a littler like Aunt Anne’s, they weren’t skinny — nor fat.Lucy had a nondescript accent, but she did have a mannerism that, whilst undoubtedly subconscious, struck me as very erotic. From time to time she would lick her lips, especially if she spoke for several sentences without interruption. Like all mannerisms, once I noticed it became hard not to, and I found my eyes drawn to the movement of her mouth whenever she spoke. Her shoulder-length hair was dark and slightly wavy, natural and in fact bordering on the slightly untidy. Her lips were thin and she wore a mid-pink lip gloss. Her eyes were blue and piercing. She was wearing a red satin blouse and a black skirt that reached half-way down her slender thighs. She was fairly slim with modest sized breasts, I reckoned B-cup. She sat with her leg crossed; her exposed lower thigh looked good in sheer black nylon. If it had been a warmer evening she would no doubt have been bare-legged like my aunt and Caroline. I found my gaze being drawn to her shapely, slender legs, and their sheer black covering made them more appealing.The top two buttons of her blouse were unfastened and just the top of her cleavage was revealed. Also her blouse gaped open slightly between the buttons, giving glimpses of pale bare skin. It was only the skin of her abdomen and a little of her breasts, but it seemed inviting and enticing. Or maybe it says more about my wandering eyes, even where women twice my age were concerned.To my surprise and embarrassment both Lucy and Caroline made a lot of eye contact with me and sometimes even seemed to be running their eyes over me. I felt uncomfortable, and was sure I must be imagining it — too much porn must be making me read too much into harmless and friendly glances, I thought. After all, Lucy’s husband, Bill, was in the room with her, and so was Jack, Caroline’s partner. But then again — though I thought I must be imagining it — Bill’s eyes seemed to be roving over Caroline and Jack’s eyes over Lucy — and doing so overtly. It all seemed very confusing and weird — and, frankly, disturbing, too. Aunt Anne sat beside me. I was very conscious of her nearness in that sexy dress, and felt a twinge in my trousers as a result. Bill and Jack also seemed to be eyeing up my Aunt Anne — without even pretending to be discreet.I realise that this all sounds very naive of me. But it was unprecedented, and don’t forget that one of the other five people present was my own aunt and that the remaining four were friends of hers — and apparently very respectable ones at that.Bill got up and asked who wanted a drink. Everyone else opted for fruit juice and I felt obliged to do the same. FRUIT JUICE! Great, I thought! This looked like being quite some party! He looked at me and smiled.”Has your Aunt Anne explained about our little parties, James?” he asked me.I felt stupid.”No. She just said we were coming across to your house for a party, but that it was more of a social evening,” I replied nervously.”Social evening. Er, yes,” Bill repeated. He seemed nervous, too. “Social evening — yes, that’s a reasonable way to describe it…”I began to feel more uneasy. Lucy looked rather embarrassed and Caroline and Jack tried to stifle laughter.Bill smiled again.”Er… ever heard of SWINGING, James?””I er… yes.”A shock wave ran through me, and I felt myself flush and feel hot as my aunt’s evasiveness, the strange atmosphere and suggestive looks began to fall into place. I felt both excited and scared.

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How my wife became a Hotwife Part 3

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How my wife became a Hotwife Part 3So to catch you up from part 2….Bonnie and I were at our friends house attending a bbq. The part was an opportunity for my wife to show off her new swimsuit and pinup look…and boy did she. She looked incredible and garnered almost all of the attention from the male party goers. In particular, a neighbor of our friends named Hank…who Bonnie and Sharon had run into two weeks prior but Bonnie had left out that detail. Hank was a few years older than us and was a pilot for a local airline. He was tall with rugged good looks and lots of charm. It seemed as if my wife was the focus of his attention. I didn’t mind all that much…Bonnie looked great and she deserved the attention. I had left off in part 2 where Sharon and Bonnie came inside to cool off and hang out in the downstairs bar. Some of the guests had left and Jake, Sharon’s cuckold husband, and I were shooting pool. As I had said before, I was unaware of what happen next until Bonnie filled me in some two weeks after the party. Bonnie and Sharon ventured downstairs to the bar…well it is more like a personal night club including dance floor large sofas and incredible sound system. The room overlooks the entire backyard and pool. Sharon went behind the bar and mixed her and Bonnie another drink…lost track of how many drinks at this point. Sharon turns on some dance music and begins to dance by herself on the dance floor. She is obviously feeling good. Sharon is dancing and looking out at the pool. She calls out to Bonnie that she absolutely must come and see what she is looking at. “What is it” Bonnie asks…”come see for yourself” Sharon replied. Bonnie walks over to the dance floor and quickly sees what has Sharon’s attention. Hank was swimming laps in Sharon’s pool, The two of them seemed to be mesmerized by this. When Hank climbed out of the pool Bonnie got a excellent view of his chiseled body, not to mention the bulge in his swim trunks. Bonnie broke from her trance şişli escort to notice that Sharon was lightly caressing herself. Bonnie lets out…”oh my…he is gorgeous”. Sharon responds with “you have no idea sweetie”. With that the two ladies regain their focus and start to dance together. This goes on for a few minutes when the French doors to the bar open up and Hank walks in. He has this devilish grin on his face…not to mention he is soaking wet. Hank saunters up to Sharon and starts to dance. The song changes and they really start to grind on each other. Bonnie is watching and dancing to. Hanks hands are rubbing all over Sharon’s body Sharon turns around and faces Bonnie. She backs her ass into Hanks pelvis and reaches back to Hanks hips and pulls him tight…the hole time she has her eyes locked onto my wife. Hank begins to kiss the back of Sharon’s neck. His hands are on her waist. He moves them up and onto Sharon’s breasts. He cups her breasts with his big hands and Sharon lets out a soft moan. His hands move underneath the material covering her breasts. At this point he looks up and stairs straight into Bonnie’s eyes. He flashes her a wicked smile and then with one of his hands he slowly moves it down Sharon’s torso to the top of her bikini bottom, Sharon, in turn, reaches behind her and guides her hand into Hank’s swim trunks. She grabs Hanks rock hard cock and begins to tug on it….all the while the two of them are starring at my wife. Hank eases his hand into Sharon’s bikini bottom. Sharon gives my wife a smile as if to say this is what I want and I have done this before. Bonnie is transfixed on the couple fondling each other to music. She can tell that he has a finger or two inside Sharon’s pussy. Sharon turns to face Hank, She tells him something. Bonnie can’t hear it. Hank kisses Sharon and then turns towards my wife. This is the moment our lives changed. He walks over to Bonnie and starts to dance with her. He pulls her close so that she şişli escort bayan can feel his hard cock next to her body, Their bodies grinding hard against each other, She puts her arms around Hanks neck and tilts her head back. Hank leans in and places a kiss on Bonnie’s neck. His tongue follows the contours of my wife’s neck moving up to her ear. He whispers in her ear that she is the sexiest woman he has ever seen and that he knew that he was going to fuck her today the moment that she walked out in her swimsuit. Bonnie let out a soft moan. With his right hand he grabbed my wife’s left wrist and pulled it down to his cock, Bonnie didn’t hesitate…she grabbed the huge cock firmly in her hand. Her eyes grew huge with shock. Hank pulled back and flashed that wicked grin. He spun her around and backed Bonnie’s ass into his crotch, He pulled her body tight to his and held her. Bonnie moved her long raven hair to the side and offered Hank her neck and shoulders. Hanks left hand was on Bonnie tummy and with his right hand he gently pulled the strap to her swimsuit down over her shoulder. His hand reached down into the top of my wife’s swimsuit and exposed her breast. He pealed the top down a little more and exposed her other breast. Hank looked down on Bonnie’s 40D breasts and with both hands he began to cup and caress her fabulous breasts, All of Hank’s lovers had large breasts. We found out later that he told Sharon that if she wanted to have him continue to fuck her, that she needed to have her breasts enlarged. Hank definitely liked what he saw. This stud had my wife on fire. They continued to dirty dance. Feeling up and sown each others body. Hank reached down between my wife’s thighs and parted the bottom of the swimsuit so that he had access to her dripping wet cunt. He quickly inserted two fingers in her. She moaned again and turned to kiss him.. Meanwhile Sharon had quickly removed her bikini and rejoined Hank and my wife. She dropped to her knees mecidiyeköy escort bayan and told my wife to join her. Bonnie knelt down as well. Sharon told Bonnie to removed Hanks swim trunks. Bonnie obediently complied. As Bonnie pulled down Hank’s trunks his cock sprang out like Jack-in-the-box.Bonnie gazed upon Hank’s rigid cock and slowly reached up to grab it. Her hand could not reach all the way around his massive dick. She could now feel he juices begin to trickle down the inside of her thighs. Sharon leaned in to Bonnie and asked “have you ever in your life seen such a beautiful cock”? Bonnie didn’t speak. She just shook her head no. Sharon told Bonnie to take his gorgeous cock into your mouth and pleasure Hank, “and when he is ready, he is going to fuck you like you have never been fucked before”.Hank laid back on one of the large sofas. His cock stood like a flag pole. Bonnie’s hands held onto it like it was gold.. Hank looked Bonnie into her eyes and said “Bonnie…you are going to listen to me and do what I say….you are going to use that sexy mouth of yours and suck my cock…you will lick my balls and get me ready to fuck you…when I am ready you will climb on top of me, and with one hand you will spread your cunt open for me, with the other hands you will grab my cock and put it inside of you”‘ “It will take some time, I know that you are not used to a big cock, but you will ease my cock all the way inside you and once you are ready I will fuck you as I please, and after you have had several orgasms I will empty my balls inside your pussy”. “At that point in time your pussy, your cunt, your sex…will be under my control. You will be faithful to me. You will continue to be with your husband, and may continue to have sex with him as long as I say so, but I will always be first”.”In time your husband will understand that you deserve this and he will put your needs above his”. “You need to understand this before we go any further. I am not going to force you into this…you still have control”. My wife….who till just a few weeks ago completely disapproved of this type of behavior,,,,she smiled, turned her head to the side, flicked her long red her back… and eagerly took Hank’s cock into her mouth.

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Ana alone in a dark alleywayAna alone in a dark alleywayI can recall that warm Friday night at San Francisco, when my husband Victor and me lived there only during a few months.I had volunteered to work overtime during some weeks. On that particular night, I had stayed later than planned and had missed the last bus. Rather than catch a taxi, I decided to walk the half mile to my home and save some time instead of waiting. It was a few minutes after midnight and the streets were abandoned except for a few people here and there. The warm breeze on this lovely spring evening stroked my legs beneath the summer dress I was wearing. I was thinking about my car staying at the garage with some electrical failure, when suddenly a hand clamped onto my wrist and quickly woke me up from my thoughts.I attempted to yell when a strong hand immediately covered my mouth and I was dragged into a nearby alleyway. I was led there by two middle aged black men and pushed against a dark wall.My mouth was finally uncovered and I was able to breathe better once again. The black man in front of me showed me a sharp knife and introduced himself as Jimbo. He said that he and his friend just came from a topless bar and were horny as hell. He licked his lips as he felt my round tits through the light fabric of my dress and immediately opened some buttons. Staring at my cleavage he flicked my erect nipples with his right hand.His friend, who later told me he was named Markus, positioned himself behind me and stuck his long tongue in my ear which şişli escort actually started to make me breathe faster. At the same time Jimbo let my huge breasts come tumbling out. Then he pounced upon them like a tiger, sucking each one and continuously pushing them in and out of his mouth like he was milking a cow. Meanwhile I could feel his friend’s hard cock which was dry humping my tight ass. After about ten minutes of this they stopped; chatted in some strange language I could not understand and then told me they had decided to do me a favor being that I seemed to be cooperating with them.Jimbo knelt down in front of me and placed both his hands on my knees underneath my summer dress. He then slowly raised his hands higher and higher while his friend stood behind me urging him on. Then I felt his hands touching my panties and dragging them down to my knees.I tried to move aside, but then Markus grabbed my waist with his strong arm and waived a knife at my face. He held up my dress while Jimbo stuck his long finger under my dress, deep inside my now bare pussy…Then he pulled my leg up on his shoulder and licked the entire length of my pussy. He darted his tongue in and out and up and down while making the loudest slurping noises as he drank my cum. Seeing how wet my slit was, Markus pushed his friend out of the way and immediately stuck three full fingers in my long slit, making me cry in pain.He then also sucked up my juices while I was secretly trying not to cum as I was on fire but dared not to let şişli escort bayan on. Suddenly Markus stopped and turned me around to face the wall. He and his friend both knelt down behind me, held up my dress, and each grabbed a cheek of my tight ass. They both talked again in that strange language. I could believe that they were talking about how tight it was.They each took a cheek of my ass and spread it outward, fully exposing my asshole to them. They now took turns and took me on a trip that I shall never forget. Their tongues sucking on my asshole were too much for me to bear. When they finally stopped, Markus immediately pulled his pants down to expose a long hard black cock. Then Jimbo took my head with both hands and directed it to his friend`s long cock. He made me stick the tip of my tongue into that giant cock which was overflowing with pre-cum. I had tasted this once before and knew what to expect.The black cock then slipped into my mouth and I nearly gagged as it went to the back of my throat. I sucked, and sucked and sucked some more, with my full lips rubbing up and down the length of his long skinny shaft and driving him into a fit of ecstasy. Markus screamed that he was cumming and exploded for what seemed like a full minute. His friend now stood against the wall while I was obliged to suck his long skinny cock as well. But this time he pulled out before cumming and splashed his sticky sperm all over my lips and up my nose. Next they made me to go down on all fours while Markus stuck mecidiyeköy escort bayan his rock hard cock in my wet cunt from behind while his friend stood in front of me sticking his cock between my lips. Markus only stuck the tip of his cock in and out my pussy and made me beg for his hard dick. He knew how horny I was when he heard me moaning and begging for more cock, faster and harder. When I begged him for more, he stuck his full length inside me in one single motion, making me scream in pain.Meanwhile his friend was fucking my mouth and started to tease me by taking his cock out and holding it there. He also knew how horny I was and made me beg for him to explode in my mouth. As I begged him, he stuck his cock back down my throat and exploded in less than a minute. Markus also came in my cunt at the same time and then they changed places. Jimbo told me to stay on all fours, because he wanted to fuck me doggie style. Then I felt his hard black snake entering my asshole, making me cry, scream and moan in pleasure at the same time as he sodomized me. He took some hard and long strokes in my stretched butthole and soon he cried some guttural sounds and I felt him filling my asshole with his warm sperm. My attack was finally over and the men dressed themselves. They told me I was the hottest white bitch they ever had in their hands. They also said told me to return there again the next night if I was still horny. They would wait for me… I saw them walking away, leaving me in a pool of sticky milk liquid. I had their semen in my mouth, my face, my hair and flowing from my pussy and ass, going down my legs. I arrived home very late and did not tell Victor about that awful situation. But, on the other side… I walked down that dark alleyway during next three nights…

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BtVS: Want, Take, HaveBuffy the Vampire Slayer: Want, Take, Have***** missing scene from the episode, “This Year’s Girl”, Season 5 *****The blonde awoke with a start. Her skin shimmered with a thin sheath of perspiration from the thick and humid California night air. Restless dreams clouded her brain while Egyptian cotton sheets tangled around her tanned and toned limbs. She narrowed her eyes, staring into the dark corners of her room. The pale moonlight streamed through the glass panes, moonbeams like icy fingers spread across the feather comforter.”Who’s there?” she rasped into the darkness, surprised by her own throaty voice.The figure sauntered from out of the black, her features highlighted by the limited lighting. A smile slowly formed at the corners of the dark form’s thick, bruising lips and Buffy felt her skin turn cold.”Faith,” she started. “How did you… What are you doing here?”The younger Slayer, dressed in a red tank top and black leathers, slowly crossed her arms, accentuating her exposed cleavage as she took a step closer to Buffy’s bed. Her long wavy brown hair shone against the night lighting and airily bounced with each step.”You don’t know what it’s like, B. You think you matter. You think you’re a part of something and you get dumped. It’s like the whole world is moving but you’re stuck. Like those a****ls in the tar pits. It’s like you just keep sinking a little deeper every day and nobody even sees.”Buffy laced her fingers around the sheets, suddenly feeling entirely vulnerable and exposed, while her eyes followed the graceful paces of the other Slayer who continued to rant.”I wake up to find that this blonde chick isn’t even dating the guy she was so nuts about before. I mean, she’s moved on to the first college beef stick she meets.”There was a fire in Faith’s eyes that Buffy could see even in the dimly lit bedroom. She stopped pacing and slid up to the end of Buffy’s bed, hovering over the seated, smaller blond. Her hair now appeared wild and unkempt. Faith continued on, resting and leaning her hands at the bottom of the bed. Despite the months of inactivity, the muscles of her bare arms still appeared sinewy and toned. Buffy closed her eyes at Faith’s next words.”And not only has she forgotten the love of her life, she’s forgotten all about the chick she nearly killed for him.”Faith choked and paused for a moment. Buffy opened her eyes to find herself inches from Faith’s own. Night and day… they were such opposites, yet cut from the same Slayer cloth. Faith opened her mouth to again accost the Slayer, finding her voice again, but Buffy released her grip on the sheets and instead touched the tips of her fingers to Faith’s parting lips.”Faith. I never forgot you.”Faith released a low sigh, audible only to those with Slayer senses, feeling Buffy’s fiery touch invading her skin. Buffy tentatively ran her tongue over her own lips, the pink tip barely visible, moistening and preparing the skin. Faith’s eyes widened in disbelief as Buffy carefully and deliberately narrowed the space between the two and pressed her lips against Faith’s own smouldering pair.Faith could feel her enemy Slayer’s lips parting beneath her own and she gladly slipped her rose tongue into Buffy’s mouth, slowly massaging the blonde’s tongue with her own. Each woman gasped sharply as the kiss’s intimacy heightened and metamorphosed into the mashing of mouths and clashing of teeth. Clinging, wanting, and desperate. The only sounds in the dark dorm room of locking lips and laboured breathing. Faith ran her hands through Buffy’s hair, tangling and twirling the blonde strands around her thin fingers as Buffy’s own hands wandered down to the hem of Faith’s tank top and toyed with the material.Faith shivered as Buffy’s soft hands came in contact with her bare stomach, sliding so easily over the smooth and taunt skin. Faith gasped as she felt Buffy’s mouth move from her own down to her exposed neck. “Oh, B… I… I’ve wanted you for so long.”Buffy murmured her approval. “Mmm… Faith…your skin tastes so good… good enough to eat.” Faith felt her eyes roll back as Buffy slowly sank her teeth into the delicate flesh.”Shit, B.” Faith suddenly pushed Buffy off and back onto the bed. Buffy stared up at the dark Slayer with confusion written across her heavenly features. “Faith? Wha… What’s wrong?”Faith stood up, rubbing her neck gingerly, and began to pace around the room anxiously.”You can’t just DO that, B. There are rules. Good and Evil and all that. I didn’t come here to…” Faith trailed off.”Fuck me?” Buffy questioned.Faith stared at the feminine form before her and swallowed hard, shaking her head finally, and looked out the window. Buffy tossed the covers off of her body and swung her legs over şişli escort the side of the bed feeling the coarse residence hall carpeting under her bare feet. She stood and padded over to the taller girl, dressed only in a thin a-shirt and white cotton bikini briefs. Faith glanced sideways at the girl and mentally noted how hot the night must have been for Buffy to shed her yummy sushi pyjamas. The white wife-beater was worn thin from numerous washings and hugged Buffy’s boyish waistline. Her small round breasts begged for attention from Faith’s mouth, her nipples visibly poking through the material. Jutting hip bones peeked out from atop Buffy’s modest underwear and Faith found herself wondering what the rest of Buffy’s body tasted like.Buffy laid a soft, warm hand on Faith’s bare shoulder, sending electric bolts through the brunette’s body, down to her core. She knew she was wet and Buffy had only kissed her. “Please, Faith,” she cooed. “I’ve missed you. I want this and I know you do too. I certainly haven’t been blind to all the sexual innuendoes you’ve tossed my way in the past.” A small smirk crossed Buffy’s features remembering Faith’s old post-Slayage line, “hungry and horny”.Faith shook her head again and turned away from the blond. “What about the Beefcake?” Buffy grabbed her arm and spun Faith to face her. “Riley is my boyfriend, yes.” She gently cupped Faith’s chin between her thumb and forefinger. “But Riley couldn’t even begin to comprehend what there is between you and me.” Buffy raised up on her tiptoes and gently placed a kiss on Faith’s contorted and tortured mouth.Faith felt all resistance melt away in that simple and genuine kiss and wrapped her slender arms around Buffy’s torso, giving herself up to the elder Slayer. The two tangoed sensually back to Buffy’s bed, acutely aware of the night sky turning to shades of pink and orange.Buffy gently, but forcibly, pushed the rogue Slayer onto her bed. Buffy slid onto the bed and straddled Faith’s muscular body. Faith grinned at the nimble form practically floating above her. “Damn B. I never would have figured you as a top.”Buffy grabbed the bottom of her wife-beater and slowly raised the shirt above her breasts, past her collarbone, and over her shoulders and head, haphazardly tossing the garment across the room. “I’m sure you wouldn’t have figured a lot of things about me, Faith.”Faith liked the way Buffy said her name… the way it tripped and tickled across her tongue. Faith looked up and murmured her approval, “No… Just dreamed…”Buffy brought her hands up to her own firm, upturned breasts, cupping the small globes in her hands. Faith gaped in awe at this overtly sexual creature, now tweaking and pinching her own nipples and grinding her barely covered sex against Faith’s pelvic bone. Faith clutched Buffy’s upper thighs and attempted to sit up, but placing her hands on Faith’s shoulders, the elder Slayer pinned her flat, again on her back.Buffy leaned over and yanked Faith’s red top awkwardly from her torso, being mindful of her hair, finally revealing supple, heaving cleavage confined beneath a black silken bra. Buffy breathed in the tanned sight beneath her. Tenderly, lovingly, Buffy placed small butterfly-soft kisses on Faith’s now exposed collarbone. She licked and nipped at the bare skin beneath her, eliciting small sighs and moans from her confined lover. Buffy easily slid a hand underneath Faith’s arched back and with surprising expertise, unfastened and removed the offending garment. Buffy stared hard at the brunette’s body with a glazed over look visible in her green speckled hazel eyes. “So beautiful…” she whispered.Faith cried out when she felt the first contact. Warm, wanting, wet kisses fluttering briefly over her sensitive breasts. Buffy kissed the underside of Faith’s breasts and slowly traced a line to her nipples with the tip of her tongue. Faith gasped at the sudden sensation as Buffy’s tongue lashed out and captured a nipple between her two lips, rolling it gently between her teeth, her tongue rapidly flicking the jutting jumbled nerves back and forth from within the humid cavern of her open mouth. Faith arched her back even more, holding the blonde’s mouth tight against her breast, crying out for more.Buffy’s hands wandered down to the top of Faith’s leathers, her candy mouth rotating from one delicate breast to the other. Impatient, Buffy grasped the top of Faith’s pants and pulled hard, buttons popping and zipper splitting. Faith knew she should mourn the ruin of her favourite pants, but in that moment, she could only concentrate on Buffy’s tongue and swiftly traversing fingers.Buffy slid down to belly-button level and kissed and licked the bare skin, marvelling how at her touch, Faith’s stomach şişli escort bayan tightened to form defined abdominal muscles. She slid lower still, peeling Faith’s pants off the slender calves leaving the garment rumpled and inside out at the edge of the bed. Faith’s barely there thong followed soon after. A cruel, coy smile formed on Buffy’s lips as she drank in the exposed flesh before her. “I’m gonna make you scream, lover,” she murmured.Not wanting to waste any more precious moonlight, Buffy ran her hand down Faith’s stomach one final time before parting Faith’s lips with her fingers and sinking two digits deep into the younger Slayer’s core. It was all Faith could do to stop herself from screaming. Buffy slowly withdrew her now-coated fingers, feeling Faith’s inner walls quickly adjusting to the sudden intrusion. She lazily slid her fingers up and down the rogue Slayer’s slit, rubbing Faith’s juices over the smooth, shaved skin. Buffy raised her fingers to her own mouth, Faith’s intoxicating scent filling the blonde Slayer’s nostrils, and she carefully licked her fingers clean. Faith moaned at the sight of this gorgeous creature feasting on her essence. “I knew you were good enough to eat,” Buffy smirked.Faith released a low growl, quickly pouncing on her cocky partner, reversing roles. She pinned the smaller Slayer’s delicate wrists above the blonde halo of hair with her right hand while the left roughly fondled Buffy’s small bare breasts, rolling the delicate nipples between her fingers. “Let’s see who screams first, B,” Faith challenged.Buffy lifted her hips off of the bed, straining for some form of contact. Faith denied her plea and instead revelled at the sight of the frustrated blonde pinned beneath her. ‘Damn… I did that to Buffy Anne Summers?!’ she thought to herself with a smile. It was as though along with her clothing, Buffy’s innocence, her righteousness, her unattainability had been stripped away as well. But she remained perfect, if not more so without her characteristically prudish clothing hiding the gentle dip at her waist, jutting hip bones, and heaving cleavage. Faith shook her head suddenly, to bring her back to this moment. The Chosen One began to whimper underneath Faith’s grasp, not from physical pain, but rather frustration. “Please, Faith,” she started. “No more games.””Actually, I think it has to be exactly like…” Faith trailed off. “…this.” Faith’s features clouded over as she finished her sentence and memories flashed of a setting and time when the two Slayers did not keep such intimate company. “Faith… stay with me,” Buffy pleaded.There was something in her voice that snapped Faith back yet again, like an anchor tethering her down, away from all the evil and darkness in Faith’s twisted past. No matter what pathway Faith had travelled before, she knew she could only follow Buffy’s path from this point on. After this night… nothing would be the same…Faith lowered her head down to Buffy’s and softly covered the elder girl’s soft, inviting mouth with her own. Buffy moaned into Faith and again attempted to grind herself on Faith’s pelvic bone, craving more stimulation. Faith breathed heavily, directly into Buffy’s ear, and the smaller girl squirmed and began her own heavy breathing. Buffy groaned as Faith slid the tip of her tongue up her slender neck to her earlobes that received prompt attention from Faith’s chewing and nipping mouth.Faith slid lower down Buffy’s body, gently releasing her grip on Buffy’s hands. She kissed and licked a trail down Buffy’s torso, stopping briefly to stimulate the sensitive nipples, growing hard under Faith’s touch, her tongue, her teeth. Faith placed deliberate kisses on Buffy’s stomach, down to her hips, licking the bone hard, peeking out above her unflattering underwear. Faith ran her fingers up the outsides of Buffy’s thighs and curled them underneath the cotton material, ready to remove the garment. But not just yet.Buffy breathed in sharply when she felt the sudden heat and moisture as Faith breathed over her covered skin. Faith placed her mouth over Buffy’s cotton-clad sex and gently tongued the blonde slayer’s clit through the soft material. Buffy groaned at the sensation of the wet material brushing and rubbing against her sensitive skin. Faith continued to flick Buffy’s clit back and forth, rolling the nub around, breathing warm wet air onto the covered space until one could no longer differentiate where Faith stopped and Buffy’s own wetness began. The blonde began to squirm underneath Faith’s wet touch and the younger slayer could sense the frustration and impatience.With one smooth motion, Faith pulled Buffy’s remaining clothing past those delicious hips, down… down… down her slender mecidiyeköy escort bayan legs. Faith grinned broadly from her perch at the bottom of the bed, Buffy’s underwear in hand. “I think I may just want a souvenir of this night, B,” she toyed. Buffy laughed at her partner.”Hopefully I’ll give you something better to remember…” Buffy flirted.”But not yet,” Faith chided. “Mine.” Her eyes roamed over the body of the now naked Slayer and Faith u*********sly ran her tongue along her own pouty, red lips. She licked her way back up to Buffy’s core, up her legs, kissing the backs of Buffy’s knees, and tracing her tongue up her inner thighs. Faith nipped at the delicate skin of Buffy’s inner thighs, forcing Buffy to hiss from the sudden stimulation.Want.Faith breathed in deeply, swimming in Buffy’s natural aroma, a scent she knew all so well from fighting side by side with the Chosen One – a scent that distracted her on so many nights when the two would barely survive a particularly heated battle. Tentatively, Faith inched her tongue closer and closer to Buffy’s satin skin. She slipped her tongue along the outside folds of Buffy’s lips, tasting the desire of the older Slayer. Buffy sighed and closed her eyes at the sudden satisfaction of finally feeling the talented tongue of Faith touching her so intimately. Faith gently parted Buffy’s lips, blowing cold air onto the exposed skin and sank her tongue deep inside.”Oh God, Faith…” Buffy’s hands immediately went to Faith’s head forcing her tongue deeper into Buffy’s wet sex. Faith nuzzled her nose against Buffy’s swollen clit, practically feeling the Slayer’s heart beat through the tiny bit of skin.Take.Faith withdrew her tongue and immediately replaced it with two long fingers. The blonde Slayer gasped at the sensation. “Faith… oh god. I’m so wet for you.”Faith pushed her fingers deep inside and remained motionless while she captured Buffy’s tiny bud between her lips, sucking on the skin. Buffy felt her insides flood and scream for more.”Ohh… fuck me… Please, Faith. I need your fingers,” she rasped. Faith slid her two fingers out of Buffy and pushed them back in hard, attacking Buffy’s insides with even and steady strokes. Buffy bit her bare arm to keep from screaming aloud as Faith continued her assault. Faith could feel Buffy’s inner walls clamping tightly around her fingers, the only sounds in the room of Buffy’s wet sex.The brunette closed her eyes, freeing her mind of her forgettable past: no more mortal wounds, or mayors, or murders, or betrayal. All that existed was the exquisite blonde wrapped around her fingers and the burning ache between her own legs. Faith lapped and tongued Buffy’s now engorged clit while she continued to thrust her fingers in and out of Buffy, the elder Slayers legs and thighs quivering with pleasure around Faith’s ears.”Oh, Faith… I’m gonna…” Buffy gasped suddenly. “I… I’m so… so… close. I… oh god. Don’t stop, please don’t stop,” she rambled. Faith removed her mouth from Buffy’s clit and stared deep into Buffy’s pleading eyes.”That’s it, baby. Just let it go. Cum for me, B. Let yourself go,” Faith coaxed as she quickened her strokes. Buffy groaned loudly, feeling Faith’s fingers filling her up. She felt so out of control, her hips rising up to meet each of Faith’s thrusts. Faith had to make her cum. Had to have control. Had to make her feel. Had to make her feel Faith.”Oh, Faith. Fuck. Fuck. It’s so good. I can’t… I… oh God. Oh yes. Your fingers. Yes.” Buffy’s body shook uncontrollably and bounced around the bed, practically fucking herself on Faith’s hand. Faith took once last glance at the girl. “You’re so fucking hot, B,” she murmured, more to herself than anyone, and again captured Buffy’s clit between her parted lips.”Oh shit!” Buffy screamed, her body jolting upright in bed. She grabbed Faith’s head with her own hands and placed gentle, but desperate pressure on the back of the brunette’s head, entangling her fingers in her locks. “Faith. I’m. Fuckkkkkkkkk!!” Buffy felt the sudden wave of heat and pleasure rake over her entire body starting deep in her hot core, expanding to her fingertips and painted toenails as the orgasm took over.Faith looked up when she heard a soft *thump* and felt Buffy relax her grip on her now-tangled hair to see her lover had fallen backwards again on the bed. Faith slowly and gently eased her saturated fingers out of Buffy and lovingly soothed the tender skin with tiny licks. She crawled up, shakily; her arms sore and legs nearly asleep due to the prior frozen position. Buffy’s eyes were closed slightly, a small smile of satisfaction clearly displayed across her pink mouth.Faith snuggled into the blonde’s naked form, pulling up with her the tangled bed sheets to cover the two, and rested her head on the smaller slayer’s bare chest. Both women breathed in deeply and slowly exhaled without words. Faith felt Buffy’s gentle touch, the blonde stroking her dark lover’s soft tresses. The sun was nearly awake.Have.

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iSummer, chapter 4iCarly – iSummer, chapter 4Freddie woke up when he rolled over in bed and didn’t feel Sam.”Sam?” He said, still half asl*ep.He lifted his head and looked around. He assumed she got up and went to make herself a sandwich or something but when she didn’t come back a few minutes later, he got up out of bed and went looking for her. He went into the kitchen. No Sam. He went back into the bedroom to get his phone to text her but he noticed her phone laying there too.He put on the pants he was wearing before bed and was heading over to across the hall.”Maybe she went over to Spencer’s refrigerator.” He thought out-loud to himself.When he reached the front door he could hear voices outside in the hallway. It sounded like Melanie and Sam. He could barely hear what they were saying, but it sounded like they were having argument. He slowly opened the door enough to hear them better.”I don’t care.” He heard Sam say. “You shouldn’t tell her. You’re just sitting yourself up for heartbreak.””Sam…” Melanie said. “I have to tell her otherwise I’m going to explode.”Sam groaned. “You’re not going to explode. But if you do tell Carly that you have a crush on her, she is going to freak out.”Hearing what Sam said caused Freddie to lose his balance and he fell through the door and landed in the hallway next to the blonde twins.He looked up from the floor and saw them both giving him mean looks.”Hi girls. What’s up?””Dip Thong, how long have you been standing at the door?” Sam angrily asked.”Not long, I didn’t hear anything about Melanie and Carly…” Freddie said and then he smacked himself for saying it.”Oh my god, now Freddie şişli escort knows.” Melanie whisper yelled.”No, no. I know nothing. Honest.” Freddie said, finally getting up out of the floor.”Freddie?” Melanie said to him.”Alright. I heard how you have a crush on Carly and Sam doesn’t want you to tell her.” He admitted.”I should kill you for eavesdropping.” Sam said as she smacked him across his bare chest.”Owww, Sam. It was an accident. I was looking for you and I heard you guys out here and I just… I just…””Stood behind the door and listened to us.” Sam finished for him.”I guess you’re right.” He said dejected. “I feel horrible, believe me. I didn’t plan on eavesdropping, it just happened.””Never mind.” Melanie interrupted. “Freddie you have got to promise not to tell Carly.””Don’t worry. I won’t. But… wow, I don’t know what to say.” He told her. “I didn’t even know you liked girls.” He added while looking over to Sam.”Don’t look at me. I didn’t know about it until earlier this evening myself.” Sam told him.”Do you plan on telling Carly sometime?” Freddie asked Melanie.”I’m not sure. I want to, but I’m scared. Plus Sam doesn’t think it’s a good idea.”Freddie looked back over at Sam.”What? Well. Carly isn’t gay. If she was, I would know, I’m her best friend.” Sam said, trying to justify her opinion. “Mel will just be disappointed if she tells Carly her feelings.””Maybe, but she can’t keep it to herself. She has to take that chance, Sam.” Freddie said to her. “I think you should tell her.” He added as he turned back to Melanie.”I think you’re right Freddie.” Melanie said.”Fine. Whatever.” Sam said. “If you want şişli escort bayan to tell her, then tell her, but be prepared for the worst.””Goodnight.” Melanie said as she went back in the Shay’s apartment leaving Sam and Freddie in the hallway.Carly was coming down the stairs when Melanie finished locking the front door back.”What was that all about?” She asked.Melanie smiled. “You know Sam. She and Freddie were having some discussion and she wanted my opinion on it.””Oh.” Carly said, not really believing that. “Is there something you want to talk to me about?””What do you mean?” Melanie asked, as she started to freak out on the inside.”I mean do you want to talk to me about what Sam said?””Oh, no. It’s all good. I understand Sam and how she is.” Melanie told Carly. “So no worries.””You sure?””Yeah.””Alright then. Are you ready to go to sl*ep?””I am exhausted.” Melanie admitted.”Come on, you can sl*ep in my bed with me, there is plenty of room.” Carly said as they started toward her room. “You don’t kick in your sl*ep like Sam does, do you?””No. I don’t think so.””Okay.”* * *As Melanie and Carly went to bed, Sam and Freddie were back in his old room, arguing.”I can’t believe you would tell Melanie that.” Sam said. “And I can’t believe you eavesdropped on us.””I told you guys I didn’t mean to, it just happened. And Melanie deserves to know if Carly would like her back.””It’s all going to blow up and when it does, I’m going to be really upset with you because both my s*ster and my best friend will be destroyed.”Freddie swallowed hard. He hadn’t really thought about that. It was a good possibility. He hoped mecidiyeköy escort bayan that it wouldn’t come to that.* * *It had been an hour and 35 minutes since they went to bed. Carly was sound asl*ep, but Melanie lay there on her back staring up at the huge gummy bear chandelier that the moonlight shining in through the windows revealed. She looked over at Carly who was turned the other way, her long dark hair curled up at the end in these cute little curls. Melanie reached over and lightly rubbed her hand through those curls and sighed.’So soft.’ She thought. Realizing how dangerous it was, she stopped touching Carly and turned over, facing the opposite direction.With all kinds of thoughts running through her head, Melanie stayed awake for the better part of the night. She was awake when a dog outside started barking, she was awake when he finally stopped. She was awake when Carly woke up, went to the bathroom, came back and fell back asl*ep. It felt like lightning had struck her when Carly accidently grazed Melanie’s leg with her leg as she got back into the bed. That feeling kept Melanie awake longer than anything else. It was just an accidental touch that Carly barely even remembered the next morning but to Melanie it was a touch that she would never forget. It was only for a second but a second in pure pleasure.Melanie knew without a doubt now that she had to tell Carly what she was feeling. It was just a matter of getting the words out. She almost wished she could tell her right at that moment, as dawn began breaking. She wished she could roll over and stroke Carly’s face and tell her how she felt. She rolled over and found herself face to face with Carly. She looked so peaceful and beautiful asl*ep but then again, Carly always looked beautiful.Melanie smiled at Carly’s beauty and managed to close her eyes for the first time all night and finally fell asl*ep.

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Craigslist RedneckMy wife and I had always been in the swinging lifestyle. She had an itch that needed to be scratched from time to time. Her “itch” was several men. We keep our transgressions pretty discreet. We live in a small Cul-de-sac where everyone knows everyone elses business. My wife is a nurse and somewhat a a curvier build. Some men like it some men don’t. She has large hips with a nice sized ass and large breasts. This is the story of one of her many frenzied states. She puts an ad on craigslist but is pretty selective on who she wants.She LOVES blue collar, country redneck, men. Well the ad ran for several hours. It was just her turning down person after person. Finally around 6 she started emailing with a man who fit her needs. He was a big man from the pictures he said he would not be back until later tonight around 9 but wanted some before going to bed. He had to be at work on Monday and he and his buddy were just getting back from a fishing trip. This made my wife happier. She can şişli escort bayan do multiple men. She just discovered this recently. After talking on the phone with my wife he was ok if I drove and they had sex in the local parking lot that we knew was deserted as long as I did not touch him or get involved. We made our way to the parking lot. On our way there her and I had a discussion about condoms. My wife hated them but understood the importance in this lifestyle we have. She then goes on to tell me ” He said he is clean and he seemed very sincere.” I knew what this meant. I told her we will see how things roll and I am leaving it up to her. I told ” We will see how it plays out”We got there she was in a robe but underneath she had a black see through nightie and crotchless panties with fringe. I joked with her letting her know they probably would not be that dressed up. They guy pulled up and all I could make out was him. I told him, he could come into our pick up but his buddy would şişli escort have to be a lookout. Even though the parking lot was empty I did not want to get caught off guard. He jumped out of his dually and into our F150 we had a crew cab with some room in the back. My wife jumped in with him and they immediately began talking. During this time I noticed why she picked this guy. He was nearly 20 years her senior ( she is 27) and was very redneck. He had a blond mustache and a large beer gut. He wore a camoflage pants and jacket with a t-shirt. We got to talking and I asked him if he was clean and he seemed genuine. My wife was tickled as he started to kiss her. First it was her neck then her breasts. Her robe was already off at this point and I saw her reaching to unbuckle his pants.He disrobed and she immediately went to sucking on his cock. He was uncut and it was kind of hard for her to maneuver in the car but she eventually was deepthroating his dick. After some time he said in a quite matter mecidiyeköy escort bayan of factly ” Your doing a great job but I came for some pussy”She started to lay down but he said he needed more room. He opened the door and had his ass hanging out. His friend was still parked in front of us so it was blocking the view from the road. He immediately dove into her pussy and started eating. She said “His mustache tickles but it feels so good”He didnt stay down there long before he told her to “stand up and bend over.”Now her ass was hanging out. He grabbed his dick with one hand and her hip with the other and proceeded to stick his unprotected dick in my wife. Once he was in he really went after it. He was grabbing both hips and really pounding her. She started moaning and wouldnt stop. After about five minutes of this he give an exasperated groan and says “Im coming” and begins to give several low grunts. At this point I have to get out of the truck and as I do I can clearly see him pulling out of my wife and she is fully loaded. I asked him “How was that?”To which he replied “Fantastic, just what I needed good pussy”As he proceeded to get dressed, my wife asked ” What about your friend?”He said ” I’ll see if he is up to it.”To be continued.

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at the laundrymatShe offered to stay and babysit the laundry load at the out-of-the way laundromat they had found. If her husband told her she was wrong about one more thing… she might need her own hotel room. Relaxing with her phone was more fun than grocery shopping with the k**s anyways.She glanced as a younger man came in. Scruffy, blonde and anxious to get the job done, he opened the first machine and started stuffing it with clothes. A young woman came up to him and a very familiar litany began: “too full” “wrong machine” “not the right way”. The housewife chewed on her bottom lip. ‘All the lonely people’ started playing on her head.Twenty more minutes: She needed a distraction. She pulled up her favourite erotica site and found a good short story. It was about cocksucking – one of her favourite themes.That served to pass some time, but now she was aroused and frisky. She had an enlightened idea! The machine she was using was one of the old ones – in the back row – and she seemed to remember that rinse cycles could be a lot of fun…She passed “Scruffy” – he was playing a pinball game. The woman with him had gone out to the car to wait and could be seen having an animated conversation on her phone. The only two people left were the father and son team of proprietors. The older man had his head in a machine doing repairs.She walked over to her machine and watched the dial click to “rinse”. She nonchalantly leaned her lower body against it. The soft rumble was enjoyable – but the thought that was making her wet was wondering if any of the men would guess what she was doing.Too soon it was over. She blinked a bit and then unloaded her things into a basket. She asked the son for help selecting the best dryer and went out of her way to ask questions – while smiling and making lots of eye contact. She thought she had raised suspicions when the father stepped up and gave short, clipped instructions that had her laundry spinning in no time – and the son back to other work.Returning to the sitting area, she thought that Scruffy spared her a glance, but she wasn’t sure. She decided drastic measures were called for. She opened up some visual porn. She started a video that made particular moaning and sucking sounds – and then quickly turned down the volume and pretended to act embarrassed. Both young men glanced şişli escort over. She made sure to hold her phone away from her so that both could see the screen as they walked by – noting that each made an excuse to do so. She sat contenting herself by clenching her pussy muscles and squirming her crossed legs against each other, so that there was light friction across her pussy lips.Scruffy and the son had been giving her side long looks and whenever she had felt a gaze, she had subtlety rubbed a nipple over her blouse. The air inside the laundromat was thick with female pheromones and male curiosity.With 20 min left on her dry cycle, she was about to excuse herself to the bathroom to finish, when an opportunity presented itself. The father called to the son that he was leaving, and moments later the woman made sure the couple’s laundry was put in machines to her satisfaction, and then she too left to run an errand.She stood up, walked over to the counter and took a chance. She announced to the room in general “I’m going into the bathroom to scratch an itch. Both of you are welcome to join me.” The room was silent behind her as she walked down the back hall. Just as she got to the bathroom door she heard footsteps. She grinned.Scruffy was first in the door. That surprised her – until she looked behind him and saw that the son had taken a moment to flip the sign to “closed” and lock the door. She didn’t waste time either. She pulled two condoms out of her purse, slipped off her bra through her sleeves (still a woman’s best magic trick), unbuttoned her top and whipped off her soaked panties – leaving all her important parts accessible, however still framed in an attractive manner. Scruffy stood stunned at the show – completely unsure of what to do next.Smiling she gestured him over by lifting up one of her breasts and presenting a puckered nipple. He was pleased to respond to direction. He bent down and took the offered breast into his mouth, nibbling and suckling – while lifting its twin in his other hand and beginning to roll the nipple between his fingers. She moaned for him and praised his enthusiasm.The son walked in the door and approached her with more assertiveness. He put one hand under her chin and kissed her, leading with a thrusting tongue. He reached under the skirt that she had şişli escort bayan left partially raised and grasped an ass cheek in a rough, strong grip. For her part, she ran her hand quickly up the front of his pants, feeling his growing erection and then immediately started undoing his belt and pulling everything down to expose him for her enjoyment.Knowing they were short on time, she pushed Scruffy to his knees, turned her back to him, lifted her skirt and bent over to present him with a choice of areas to fasten his mouth onto. He bit her ass. She approved. He pushed his face into the space between her thighs with the same sense of urgency that was driving her. Having setting contestant #1 to his task, she turned around to contestant #2 who was stroking his attractively sized erection and reaching down her top to roll the recently sucked-on nipple. She stopped him by pulling him close to her with a hand on his ass and taking the cock in her own hand, so that she could lower her mouth down on him.No time, no time – was the refrain in her head – but her senses were singing in a chorus that had been silent moments before. With only a moment to appreciate his shape, taste and texture, she started swirling and pushing her tongue around his head and down his shaft – coating him, moving his senses towards overload. She pushed her cunt backwards, more firmly into Scruffy’s sucking mouth, and then pulled the son closer to her to work her hand and mouth more fully down his cock. Her body swayed between them both setting up a rhythm.She heard a buzzer – it may have been in her brain – it was probably a machine signalling the finish – but she knew that it was time for the finale. Grabbing one condom, she waved it behind her. She knew he saw it when the sucking stopped and there was a sudden breeze across her cunt as Scruffy stood up abruptly to suit up. She grabbed the other – and regrettably, but safely – gloved her other partner. It was going to be a challenge to overcome the desensitization of the latex in time to have her blow job finish in coordination with the man taking her from behind, but she felt she was up to the task.Her bum was warmed again as thighs came up against hers and a much-needed hard cock pushed against her sopping wet pussy lips. She angled herself down, raising her hips and mecidiyeköy escort bayan groaned as he slid home. Yes. Yes. Yes. This was what she needed. She focused back on the cock in front of her, wrapping a hand around, sucking him down her throat until her mouth and hand were working together and then added the other hand – cupping his balls and occasionally moving back to play between his legs and around his ass. At his sharp intake of breath, she knew she would be able to achieve her pacing goal.Suck. Stroke. Suck. Stroke. Fuck! The first orgasm struck her from the cock ramming her from behind. Her inner convulsions inspired her sucking rhythm to increase – her strokes to be firmer. She took a brief glance sideways, and the sight of the three of them in the mirror tipped her over another peak. She closed her eyes and concentrated on the feeling of the one cock slamming in and out of her cunt, and the other cock sliding in and out of her mouth. She felt balls slapping against her ass and balls being rolled and pulled in her hand.She sensed a slight hesitation behind her and – coupled with the sounds he was making – knew he was about to finish. On the crest of her next suck she moved her hand back and pressed a finger slightly into the son’s ass and pressed against the engorged tissue. The move had the desired effect and on the next pump she felt his hips surge toward her and then both men were making stifled groaning noises as they released themselves. She rode the chain reaction of explosions that the double pressure set off within her own body.A moment later, all three of them held perfectly still, bringing their laboured breathing back under control.Then they heard a banging on the outer door.Shocked into motion, bodies were separated, condoms disposed of, clothes hastily re-arranged and hands rapidly washed. Riding high on their recent orgasms, they added the thrill of almost getting caught.The son made it out the bathroom first moving to the front to let Scruffy’s woman back in. She went straight to her laundry as the son loudly apologized. I held the door open so that the sound of Scruffy flushing the toilet could be clearly heard out front to announce his re-appearance.She took some extra moments to re-dress, quickly wash, rinse and double check her look in the mirror, before also exiting from the back corridor. She moved to her own machine and had the load mostly folded when her family returned. She was able to greet them with a smile on her face – rejuvenated and ready to survive the struggle of daily life with an attitude of satisfaction.

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The Headmaster’s Punishment Part 3The door to the headmasters office was wide was wide open, as were the mouths of the female teacher and male pupil who surveyed the scene before them in shocked silence. Their headmaster was standing with his trousers round his ankles and rapidly deflating cock sniffing the air while in front of him was knelt a blond six-form girl, her face hair and green uniform blouse marked with sticky splats of spunk.”I see you decided to start the disciplinary interview without me Mr Garvey” remarked the petite Miss McDougall in her gentle Scottish accent. She quickly close and locked the door behind her and motioned Steve to stand next to Andrea.”I am most displeased with you” she began, “judging by the video and the state of you Andrea it would seem that you were not paying attention to your biology classes. It is shocking that you regard the female mouth and face as the correct receptacle for a penis.”Andrea was naked from the waist down except for her white long socks and black court shoes, feeling vulnerable and aroused at the same time. She was aware of the rumours about the flame haired teacher’s sexual appetites, according to who you asked the deputy head was a lesbian, bi-sexual, into S&M, had worked as a high class call girl, was a swinger, had a string of fuck buddies on call and had even appeared in porn movies. If any one of them was true Andrea thought she was going to enjoy what was going to happen next.“Andrea you need to learn exactly what you do when you are presented with a penis,” she turned to Steve “get undressed laddie and be quick about it.”Miss McDougall folded her arms and watched as the captain of the school rugby team overcame a moments hesitation before unknotting his tie and unbuttoning his white shirt. He chest was well defined and as he removed it the deputy head caught Andrea wetting her lips in anticipation. Turning to the girl she addressed her firmly, “Andrea your clothes too”Her fingers trembled as she began to undo the buttons of her blouse revealing a low cut red bra which matched the thong she had discarded earlier and now sat on the floor along with her dark green uniform skirt. She dropped the blouse to the floor and slowly slipped the bra straps from shoulder before reaching behind her back and unhooking flimsy garment. Andrea took a moment to survey the room.Mr Garvey was still trouser less his cock now deflated. Miss McDougall looked stern in a severe grey skirt and jacket while Steve was removing his black uniform trousers and tight white briefs to reveal his rock hard cock. She shivered as she recalled the feel of it in her hand and the taste it had made in her mouth both as she had licked it from tip to balls and when he had shot his cum into her. Andrea removed the bra to the gaze three pairs of hungry eyes, despite having received Steve’s salty tribute on a number or occasions she had never allowed him to see her even partially undressed. Her two teachers had never taken a games class so had not seen her naked in the bahis siteleri changing rooms or showers unlike the other girls in her class and a select few of her lovers. Her nipples stood firm and puckered, coloured to a deep red hue contrasting with the paler pink skin of her firm teenage breasts. She was proud of them, the size was not too big or small, rounded perfectly and sensitive to fingers and tongue. “Everything Andrea” scolded the deputy head, and off came the girl’s shoes and long white socks. Now fully naked she stood with her hands clasped behind her back forcing her breasts foreword into view, her eyes downcast. Miss McDougall shivered, the girl was perfect in every sense, she may play at being demure in school but she was really a slut who craved cock at any opportunity. Her instincts had been correct that in the right circumstances this one would prove very co-operative and the fact she was one of the most attractive girls in the sixth form was an incredible stroke of luck. Her long blond her and smooth shaved pussy were the icing on a very large cake. She glanced at the rugby captain admiring the length and girth of his manhood and pondered how much spunk it had shot into Andrea and goodness knew how many others. “The act of fellatio you were performing on school premises is enough to have the pair of you suspended, the video you shot is more than enough to have you expelled. Goodness knows what possessed you make a record of such a lewd and lascivious act. It is only by the grace of your previous good conduct and excellent academic records that we are able to forgo such a punishment. However you will be placed on report answering directly to me and I will expect to see you twice a week after school in my office.””You are both aware this school retains the authority to use physical punishment in certain circumstances and this be classed as one of those instances. Steven, come here, bend over the desk and grip the edge, feet shoulder width apart, good, six of the best for you laddie.”The boy complied, both Andrea and Miss McDougall admired his strong legs holding his firm ass skywards. There was a sharp crack as the teachers left hand came down hard on Steve’s buttock, he winced in shock and Andrea gasped inwardly. She realised that the deputy head used more force in her smacks than the headmaster and she was going to have a very sore bottom by the end of her punishment. Steve nearly yelped as the last blow landed and he felt a glowing sensation spread across his newly tanned cheek and through his whole body, his cock seemed to be swelling to a record size.”Twice a week laddie, remember that, now you Andrea.” She gulped, this was going to hurt.”Not only have you committed the same offences as Steven you have compounded matters by performing fellatio on your headmaster as well. You will receive twelve smacks, six on each buttock to be delivered across my knee.”The deputy head removed her jacket revealing a pale blue cashmere sweater, sat and motioned for Andrea to come canlı bahis to her and bend over her knee. She realised her pussy was beginning to get juicy again and was visible to both Mr Garvey and Steve. The wool of Miss McDougall’s skirt felt scratchy against her skin but the sensation was soon overpowered by the fall of the teachers hand against her left buttock. The blows were stronger than the headmasters and soon she could feel the familiar warmth building in her peachy bottom. Then the teacher switched to her right buttock still smarting from it’s earlier punishment the pain came quicker, her breathing shorter and the familiar feeling of an orgasm began to grow. Flushed in face and buttocks, Andrea let out a low moan then a louder higher pitched sob and gave in to the feeling coursing through her body and her pussy flooded.She lay across Miss McDougal’s lap sobbing gently trying to get her breath back. “Twice a week for you too girl, now up you get.”There was a moment’s pause as she staggered to her feet and returned to her place next to Steve, he looked redder now than he had been after his own spanking and Mr Garvey, still trouser-less was now sporting a huge erection. Only the deputy head looked calm, serene almost with a half smile on her full lips.”Now you have been punished I think you should have a practical lesson in the correct use of the penis in copulation. I take it neither of you are virgins?” quizzed the Scottish teacher. “No Miss McDougall.” replied her pupils. “Very well then”, she began “Steven you are to sit on this chair and Andrea you should kneel on the floor in front of him. Now Andrea I want you to describe what you would usually do in this situation.”“I would begin be touching the cock with my fingertips Miss,” replied the naked sixth form girl,”before I gripped in gently and uncovered the foreskin.”“Please demonstrate.” said the deputy head, almost purring.Andrea did as she was told and felt a surge of power course though the rigid cock before her, she looked up at her teacher.“Continue girl, explain and demonstrate.” “From here I might lick his cock from tip to balls and back again,” said Andrea before launching into a demonstration. When she had finished she looked up again, “then I would cup his balls with one hand, hold back the foreskin with the other and take him in my mouth.” Steve’s cock disappeared between her well practiced lips and a familiar sensation grew deep within him. “Now from what I have seen before you would continue until the lad ejaculates?” questioned Miss McDougall. There was a popping sound as Andrea’s mouth released Steve’s cock and turned to look at her teacher. “Yes Miss McDougall.””That is what I feared, now move aside and watch.”Andrea shuffled to one side as the deputy head, removed her pale blue sweater, unzipped her grey skirt and hung them on the back of the office door. A breathless anticipation filled the room. Miss McDougall wore an expensive three piece set of pale cream silk underwear, the long line bra nearly met her güvenilir bahis suspender belt which in turn framed a pair of matching French knickers. Her legs were sheathed in lace topped tan stockings and her polished black shoes had the merest hint of a heel. “When presented with a penis in this position the correct course of action is this.” Andrea watched mesmerised as the teacher removed her knickers, straddled the boy and grabbed his cock. From her position barely inches away the girl could see the sixth former’s cock she had been recently sucking mannered to touch the red haired lips of Miss McDougall’s pussy before being swallowed to the root. She rose slowly to reveal a shaft slick with pussy juice, Steve’s head still held within her, deliberately she lowered herself back on him. Miss McDougall looked over one shoulder at the kneeling girl, “Come closer Andrea, can you see I am taking Steven’s cock all the way inside myself?” Andrea shuffled closer her eyes took in the sight, her nostrils flaring at the smell of pussy and cock mingling together. “Yes Miss” she replied horsely. “Good,” replied the deputy head, “now what you can’t see is the feeling of Steven’s penis touching my cervix in this position. He is rather large and this position allows for deep penetration, I may not be able to speak soon so do you have any questions so far”Andrea shook her head,”Then observe how I grind my pelvis and notice the affect this is having on Steven and myself,” panted Miss McDougall breathlessly. Steve’s hands were glued to his teachers bum, his face pressing deep between her cleavage. Andrea felt rooted to the spot mesmerised by the sight of the firm teen cock splitting the middle aged pussy lips of her teacher. Her arousal was reaching new hight and uncaring for the presence of anyone else she slipped a finger between her own sodden lips and began to gently play with her clit. Miss McDougall was lost in her own world too the cock she was impaled upon was the largest she had enjoyed in a long time and the youthful stamina of the boy a pleasant change from the men she usually fucked. She knew from experience his climax would come soon so worked quickly to maximise her own pleasure and synchronised her orgasm with her teenage stud. She felt the twitch in his cock as the first load of young spunk erupted from the boy filling her pussy with cream before more shots flooded into her. His release flooded her and tipped the teacher into a fierce orgasm of her own. Kneeling just inches from this erotic spectacle Andrea was a heartbeat behind her teacher’s orgasm with her own and let out a cry of pleasure.There was a pause as the teacher and her two pupils recovered their wits and breath. Finally Miss McDougall stood up releasing Steve and displaying his slick cock to the spectators in the room. She tottered to the headmasters chair and slumped into it spreading her legs wide over its arms. “Andrea,” she panted horsely, “you like the taste of sperm do you not?””Yes Miss” came the throaty reply as the blond teenager nodded wide eyed at the site of her teachers wide open pussy slick with the rugby captains spunk.”Then come over here and eat some” replied the deputy head.Oh my thought Andrea, Miss McDougalls office twice a week?

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