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Twenty Something Years Later Ch. 03

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Last year my wife Michelle and I went to the Gold Coast of Australia for a long weekend to meet Rick who was touring the East Coast. Rick was a very close friend many years ago when we all lived in the same city, we had not met for over twenty years. Apart from the chance to catch up again, this trip was going to be all about reliving our sexual adventures when we were in our late twenties and early thirties.

The first two chapters were about the previous afternoon and the very sexual Gratification it had been for the three of us, this chapter is still all about exactly that, except it is now Saturday morning.

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I awoke with a slight haze in my head and realized that I was in an apartment on the Gold Coast, and last night had been a big night out on the town for this sixty two-year-old. We being my wife Michelle and I had arranged to catch up for the weekend with our Friend Rick who we hadn’t seen for over twenty years. The three of us had been very close, including sexually, where Michelle saw Rick and myself as her husband’s which I was very comfortable with and found it an excellent aphrodisiac for my mind.

Then all the afternoon activity came flooding back, and I felt my morning woody spring to life, wow I thought, Michelle turned the clock back and became a 30-year-old Nymphomaniac, not that Rick or I was going to start complaining. I certainly was hoping that this hidden hyper-sexuality was going to last for the remaining two days.

I looked across the pillow and saw that Michelle was quietly sleeping, we were alone as Rick had headed for the other bedroom soon as we came through the door around one a.m. I moved silently over to her side of the king-sized bed and turned her body over to the other side so that my woody could nestle against her arse, and my arm could reach over so my hands could touch her breasts.

I felt a shimmy of her hips against me as she acknowledged that my cock was alert and very much awake. “Morning sexy,” I softly whispered.”How is the goddess of sex feeling?”

“A little bit tender both in my head and pussy, let’s just lie here and enjoy the quiet for a bit longer.” She asked.

“Sure but do you mind that I keep my woody parked where he is? just in case.” I laughed “Promise you he won’t poke around, and then I will make you a coffee shortly.

“That will be nice.” came the reply, “I’m not ready for today yet.”

“Can I ask you a couple of questions,” Not giving her the chance to say no I carried on. “Did you really research some porn sites to plan last evening?”

“Yes I did, I do have fantasies as well, and why, didn’t you like it?”

“Oh god no, it was sensational, you had my hormones raging. I didn’t know you were a porn site visitor, guess you just keep on learning about people all the time.”

“Well I haven’t really, but after you told me we were coming over to spend a weekend here with Rick, I knew what it was going to be all about, and I thought why not, let’s make it a weekend to remember. It will probably be the last time that if we are all together that we can enjoy having some horny sexual fun, so I want to make the most of having two very horny good looking guys pleasuring me.” Michelle purred as she wriggled her arse against my cock that had nestled nicely between her cheeks. “I didn’t think I would be able to do the double penetration, but we did, and ohh that felt amazing.” And she ground her arse a bit harder against my cock that was starting to weep.

“You didn’t mind having your cock rubbing against Rick’s cock, did you? Michelle inquired.

“It was amazing; I don’t think I could touch another cock unless you were controlling the action. But being locked in your pussy with Rick’s cock and feeling it swelling as you slid up and down, and you were moaning so loudly, so I knew you were loving having our cocks jammed in, It was the ultimate sexual experience.

And then I felt his cock start pulsing as he began to pump cum into you that flooded all around my cock, well that just set me off and I exploded.” My hands were now holding her hips tight as I slide my cock up and down her arse that was now very well lubricated with my pre-cum. “That was the horniest thing I have ever experienced, your pussy is amazing; it still does feel like your thirty-year-old pussy,” I growled into her ear.

“So would you like to do that again? I whispered.

“This morning I don’t think I can do anything with my pussy, you boys gave it quite a workout yesterday, but I’m sure it will recover,” ventured Michelle.” But yes I would like to feel that sensation again, just one more time, hmmm yes one more time will be nice.” She laughed.” Why don’t you go and make a pot of coffee and let’s have coffee in bed, bring three cups. I need to go and pee.”

Michelle got out of the bed, slipped on her silk gown and headed for the bathroom. I lifted the sheet and saw that my morning woody was now leaking badly with a clear fluid, gave myself a couple ümraniye escort of strokes and thought the quicker I make the coffee, the quicker the action will start again, so I headed for the kitchen.

After a few minutes I heard the bathroom door open and turned to watch as Michelle headed for the other bedroom, she disappeared into the room. After a few minutes, she came out with a smile on her face and headed back to our bedroom, by now the coffee was ready, and I poured three cups and carried them into our room. Michelle had propped herself up in the middle of the bed. I passed her one coffee cup and then placed the other two on the bedside tables on each side of the bed.

I joined her on the bed, slid my lower body under the sheets and sat up against the headboard, we both take a sip of our coffee, and I ask her, “what are you up to?”

A smile comes across her face, “Only a bit of company and maybe a game.”

“Ohh you are wicked, but I like it.” I laugh.

We here a door open down the hallway and footsteps coming our way, Rick appears in the doorway, naked, his heavy cock flaccid leaning to his right. ” Where is that morning woody I asked you to bring in here, you know, the one that I had my lips around five minutes ago.” inquired Michelle

“I need you to make this one hard again, any way you like will be just fine,” Twirling his hips around Rick replied before he climbed into the bed on the other side of Michelle.

“What are the plans for the rest of the day,” queried Michelle.

“I need to go and do a quick shop for supplies this morning, then I thought we could head down to the beach and tonight why don’t we go to the Casino and play some Craps. And if we plan out tomorrow, there are some nice cafes and pubs up in the mountains, maybe Rick can drive all up in his Camper.” I added. “But I don’t know what is planned for after we finish our coffees, but I’m guessing it will have a happy ending.”

“Oh, do you,” scolded Michelle. “I’m sorry to tell you boys, but my pussy is out of bounds for any excited cocks this morning, I was telling Mike earlier that she received some pretty hard thrusting, and then as you know I feed both your cocks into my pussy, which was a really really tight fit, but it didn’t take long to feel soo so good, and to feel your cocks exploding hot cum inside me, hmmm amazing.”

“Haha, look down here” Rick laughed, “Up I rise, and it’s only because you are describing for me one of the best ever sexual experiences my cock has had, I loved it.”

“Come closer you two and let me tell you what we will do this morning.”Michelle’s voice teased.

We moved in close to her, and she pushed the sheet down the bed with her foot as her hands reached out for our cocks. Her hands started to move in unison as they ran up and down our now stiff shafts. “I thought the three of us could have a wank off, the winner will be the last one to orgasm, but really we all will win.”

Rick and I very quickly agreed, and we thought that her hands should stay where they were, I reached over and grabbed the tube of lube and squeezed some drops over our cocks as Michelle continued to still slide her hands up and down our shafts, while our inner hands caressed her legs.

“Hmm they feel so alive, look at how red they are, so much blood filling them up, making them so swollen, so hard. ” Michelle whispered. “Can I make a confession to you two boys, I promised someone a long time ago I would never tell anybody, but I think its time to spill the beans.”

“Go on then,” I encouraged.”Is this one of your top three moments?”

“No it’s not actually, but it was very horny, It was Alison’s hen night, she and the girls all met at our place, and I suggested that we dress Alison in one of my pieces of lingerie. Alison chose the Blue Corset and matching stockings, and a few minutes later she came downstairs in a coat and only the blue lingerie on underneath. She looked really hot with her long blonde hair; her boobs were big like mine so her cleavage was really on show and her long legs capped off with her high heels. We gave her enough shots to build up her dutch courage, and then we all left for town.”

“I remember that night, and only because I had just put the kids to bed, and was sitting upstairs in the lounge, and Alison came up and seductively let the coat fall to the ground and gave me a twirl before rejoining you downstairs. I had a very quiet night at home that night.”

“Well we had a great night in town,” Michelle continued to stroke our cocks at the same pace, while she continued the story, I knew it was going to get very saucy from here. “Alison was attracting a lot of male attention, and with the amount of vodka she had drunk, I thought it was time to get her home.

A taxi brought us back to our place as Alison was going to stay over in our guest bedroom and I made us some coffee, and we sat at the bar and had a few laughs about the evening. I suggested that we go and relax pendik escort in the Jacuzzi, which she thought was a great idea. I quickly grabbed some towels, put some music on, then took my clothes off before helping Alison peel out of the lingerie, and now the two of us both naked slipped into the water.”

“Squeeze a bit harder girl,” Rick pleaded. “My cock is loving, where this story is going.”

“Thought you might, she was one of your ex-girlfriends.” Laughed Michelle, Rick replied by reaching over and squeezing her nipple. “Shall I stop there then.” Threatened Michelle.

“Out of the blue, Alison asked if she could kiss me, she said, and I remember it so clearly, I am getting married in a fortnight to a very possessive man, and I have for a long time now wanted to kiss and touch another woman, Michelle can you be that woman.”

“And Rick, thanks to one of your other ex-girlfriends, Liz, kissing and touching another woman is something I enjoyed. So I said yes, She moved in close to me and our lips met, and at first, it was a soft kiss then it became a passionate kiss, I took her hand and placed it between my opened legs and my fingers sought out her clit.

It is so easy for a woman to give pleasure to another woman I think because they know precisely what and where to touch that turns another woman on.

Our fingers played with each other’s clit, and while one finger was busy rubbing the nib, our other fingers explored each other’s pussy, inside and out, and all the time we carried on kissing sucking tongues and biting lips. Alison became so intense her body was quivering, and I was loving having sex with a woman. We broke our kiss, but our fingers were still fucking each other, Alison looked me in the eye and pleaded for me to take her to bed. I replied that I would love to, so we stepped out of the Jacuzzi, dried ourselves, and I took her hand and led her to her room.”

My eyes had been shut as my mind followed Michelle’s story creating a picture story as she spoke, Opening my eyes, I looked down at my cock, clear fluid was leaking out of my gland that loved the feeling of Michelle’s hand continuing to slide up and down the length of my shaft as she told her story. My eyes wandered over to Rick’s cock, and his gland was mirroring mine, as his fluid leaked it out, Michelle’s fingers would smear it down his cock.

One of his hands were caressing the inside of her thighs, and around her pussy, the other hand was hooked over his chest and moulding her breast then squeezing her nipple with his fingers. I thought my hands should follow suit but knew it would fast track my inevitable orgasm. I closed my eyes to engross myself in the story but now loving the feeling of her nipple in grasp and my fingers bumping into Rick’s as they slid over a wet slit with engorged lips.

Continuing her story Michelle said “we lay on the bed, locking each other in our arms and teased each other with French kisses, our hands were fondling each other’s breasts. Alison pushed me onto my back and looking me in my eyes started to slide down my body until her face buried itself between my legs. She was good her tonguing and sucking soon had my body quivering as an orgasm coursed through my nerves and muscles.

My turn I said to her and asked her to squat above my mouth but leave your face in my pussy. She presented her pussy to my mouth, and I began to lick and suck as she again did to me. It didn’t take long. She buried her mouth hard into my crotch as she had her first orgasm from the mouth of another woman.

I remember saying to her that the ultimate way to cum with a woman is by tribbing, Rick you would remember watching Liz and I rubbing our pussies against each other that night the three of us had a particular dinner party. Well, I lifted my legs and spread them and told Alison to stand and hook a leg over in a scissors position, then lower her pussy and start rubbing me with her clit. She caught on real quick, she first squashed her very wet slit against mine and mixed our cum juices then started to slide her clit back and forwards over my clit and very puffy lips, supporting herself against my raised leg that she held tight into her body.

A low deep moan started escaping her mouth as it opened and closed, a glaze came over her eyes that was watching my clit disappearing into her slit then reappearing standing proud out of its hood.

Oh she had such a massive orgasm, she just kept on rubbing as it kept coursing through her, she must have had an orgasmic squirt as fluid was running down my groin onto my stomach. Alison needed to lie down. I guided her head down onto the pillow, pulled the sheet over our bodies and just gently stroked her face and shoulders as she melted into a tranquil sleep.”

“Well I was still horny, and I knew what I needed to do” she purred. I needed a hard cock to penetrate me, and I knew there was one down the end of the hallway that would be perfect. So Mike do you remember what happened?”

“Oh bostancı escort wow yes I do, I remember you were coming into our bed as it was starting to get light outside, and I remember you reaching for my morning woody stroking it and pushing me on my back and then mounting me. I asked did you girls have a good night and you just said “Ssshh” as you very quickly came all over my cock.

“You really were such a horny sexy woman then, and I love it that you still are one, so horny, so naughty. Ohh fuck I’m cuming, I’m cuming,” as my cock fired out a strand of cum, then it poured out of my gland over Michelle’s fingers.

Michelle quickly moved her body so that her tongue and mouth could lap up my cum, then next she placed her breasts over my cock that was still quivering and ran her nipples back and forwards along my shaft and over the last of my cum that was still slowly pumping out.

“Well, Rick looks like you have won that match up and go into the final against me, cock verse pussy who will win,” laughed Michelle. “Ohh look at my nipples, are they leaking? Why don’t you boys put them in your mouths and tell me what that fluid is.”

Michelle moved up between us and kneeling so that her breasts were level with our faces then offered them to us. I didn’t hesitate because that was my cum coating her nipples. Still, I did notice Rick take a more cautious approach; his tongue circled the areola, Michelle loved the attention her breasts were getting. I saw her hand move back around Rick’s cock and a few seconds later as a moan of pleasure came from her she pulled Rick’s head into her breast so that her nipple could feel his mouth engulf it.

We happily continued to keep our mouths playing with her nipples as we were making her very aroused, but she did pull back and announce that she was very ready to win the final now. Looking down at Rick’s cock, he was also ready to win as fluid was running down his shaft, he certainly would not need any lube to get himself off.

Michelle grabbed some of the pillows and placed them at the end of the bed then propped her back up against them. Her silk gown now was open with her breasts both exposed; she opened her legs wide, spreading them across Rick’s legs and shifting the robe so that her pussy was very much in view to us. “Shall we begin, last to orgasm wins.” Announced Michelle.

Letting go of the silk, her fingers sliding beneath to caress the swollen lips, slowly parting the flesh to slip her middle finger into the heated folds. She rubbed the pad of her finger over her fevered slit, already slick with her body’s arousal. She pressed the small patch of skin at the very base of her pussy, nails raking back and forth over this small, sensitive spot. Low shudders coursed through her as she drew her nails back to spread herself open. Legs sliding further apart she moaned feeling the cool air hit the inner sanctum of her core, clit quivering as her fingers drew closer to circle it and press along the hood. Holding the lips of her sex open, she began to tease the length of her opening with two fingers, working her swollen clit against the mound of her palm. Unable to resist any longer she slid her fingers inside, muscles grasping tightly as she pumped them in and out, deeper with each wave of pleasure.

At the other end of the bed were four eyes locked into the action happening between Michelle’s thighs, my cock was very much alive again as I quietly stroked it, while Rick’s hand was pumping his shaft a bit faster and firmer.

Her orgasm came quickly, and she felt the signs of it as her nipples tingled and stood erect. Pressing harder with the heel of her hand she worked her clit furiously, fingers pumping deeper, hips bucking till her whole body tensed and we heard her soft cry of release. The pressure grew almost painful then burst with a flow of warmth through her body, soft spasms and aftershocks pulsing to her clit and nipples. She was slick and hot, a finger moving out to rub her juices along her twitching clitoris. She eased up on the pillows, drawing her fingers into her mouth to suck her own taste from them.

“Rick you are the winner,” she purred, as she moved to place her breasts over his aching cock. “Here fuck my tits.” And she lowered them so that his shaft was between them.

“Mike come and hold them tight so that he can really feel them; we need to end this pain his cock is feeling.” I quickly got into a position where I could reach around her and hold her large breasts tight against Rick’s cock as he started to thrust back and forward so that the length of his cock was disappearing into her cleavage then sliding out towards Michelle’s waiting mouth to suck his tip.

Rick began to growl and groan as he started to work his cock faster. “Yes, Rick do it,” cried Michelle, “Cum on my tits and my face, let me feel this big orgasm, cum for me, cum for me.” And with a sudden upward thrust of his hips, his cock exploded a long string of white cum across Michelle’s breasts and her chin, before a second-string found her open mouth that locked around his cock and sucked it in and out as Rick tried to find his breath. Still, clearly he was in ecstasy as he was moaning with pleasure having got the release his body craved.

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People are always curious as to exactly how I came up with the idea for the Athena 2100. They are just astonished that a man in his early twenties could come up with such a concept and turn it into one of the world’s largest money makers. Actually the Athena 2100 sells itself. As to how I came up with the idea, well that’s the real story. I am James creator and genius behind one of the greatest inventions since fire and this is my story.

I was at a time in my life that can best be described in the immortal words of Charles Dickens, “It was the best of times; it was the worst of times.” My tale begins on a Saturday morning when I awoke with late morning sun light streaming into my face and a pounding in my head. My blood shot eyes felt as if someone had poured a sandbox into them and then pissed in them for good measure. My mouth tasted like a leper stricken troll stepped in dog-shit and then when about soaking his feet in it. A pungent smell made me turn my head. Through squinted eyes I saw a pair of urine soaked and shit stained boxers hanging from my bedpost. What a night. What a fucking night. Oh my god, kill me now. Then I heard it; the bleating of a sheep. What the fuck as I bolted upright to see an ugly dirty cloud with four legs just glaring at me.

I remember getting off work earlier the evening before and hooking up with my best mate, Mike. It was another night of hard partying and trying to pick up girls. While the booze flowed freely the women did not. An ugly fuck like me really didn’t stand a chance with the ladies anyway. What a grind that party was. Though the details of last night were a bit foggy, my granite like erection that stirred me from my slumber was not. I was so hard I could cut a sheet of glass with this thing. I need to get some pussy and soon. Six months without a piece of ass. That sheep at the other end of my bedroom was starting to look good at this point.

I stood up and stumbled across my large upstairs room dragging the sheet off my bed. As I did all manner of things spilled from it with a cacophony of sounds that can be best described as raining glass and aluminum. A beer can, a whiskey bottle, a glass pipe, a half bag of skunk weed. It was a rutty cornucopia of intoxicants to be sure. After becoming entangled in the sheet I inadvertently kicked an empty pint bottle of Jack Daniels stubbing my toe. Goddamn that hurt. I looked like a circus clown on a bad meth trip hopping around on one foot while my stiff cock and balls bounced up and down. What a freak show. I finally fell with the grace of an ox into my green suede chair at the other end of my room sending it screeching across the floor. Oh my head, my aching head. Please make the bad man in my skull stop hitting me. The sound of the chair on the floor was just too unbearable. I was only nineteen but if I kept this life style up I knew I wouldn’t see twenty-five for certain.

I sat there in the chair for several minutes thinking about what I should do next. My life was nothing but party, party, party with no real prospects for anything meaningful on the horizon. My raging one-eyed snake was looking up at me pathetically and was just begging for attention. First thing on today’s agenda was to take care of my poor boner. If I didn’t I wouldn’t be able to get anything else done. Besides my balls had that oh so familiar twinge. Decisive action was needed here. Batten down the hatches and host the mainsail. It’s time for a tug-job. I reached over to my desk and pulled out the small jar of Vaseline that I kept for just such occasions as this.

Lubing my cock like a mechanic greases an axle it soon turned that familiar deep shinny purple. Just as I got into the ümraniye escort rhythm of things with my fully swollen member my bedroom door burst open. What kind of betrayal to my privacy was this? Can’t I catch a break? I was so startled that I nearly flip over in the chair. I must have been doing a good job of stroking because by some sort of divine miracle the gods of masturbation smiled upon me and allowed me to keep my balance. Then when I realized who had interrupted my hedonistic pleasure fest it was soon apparent that the gods were indeed a cruel lot.

“What the fuck!” I blurted out still gripping my drooling dick that was on the edge of eruption. “What is the meaning of this?”

The imposing figure of my stepmother now filled the doorway. Towering at nearly six-foot-one this forty-eight year old descendant of Norse Vikings was not a woman to be trifled with. She glared at me through her ice blue eyes. The scowl on her blotchy pale complexion spoke volumes. She just stood there seething with disgust at the spectacle before her.

“How dare you use that kind of language in front of me young man.” She bellowed back with the authority of a drill sergeant on steroids.

She was every bit as religious as she was strict. Cursing was very much frowned upon by her. Even my father, a former sailor never used foul language in her presence. And then her catching me pleasuring myself, well let’s just say that is frowned upon also. Sex is uncivilized in her view after all. Sex is something that barn animals do.

“Mary, Joseph and the carpenter boy what are you doing to yourself?” She said staring at my hand as my cock rapidly shrank from a crimson diamond-cutter down to a harmless white raisin.

“I half expected to find you dead up here. Your car is the ditch at the main gate. There is a pair of rather racy women’s underpants hanging from your rear-view mirror and a trail of empty beer bottles leading up here to the main house. Not to mention the scarecrow is out of the cornfield and is draped over my picket fence with his pants pulled down around his ankles. And now I find you up here treating your body as a pleasure palace instead of the temple God indented it to be.” She said with a snort of discuss.

Did she just say there was a pair of panties hanging from my rear-view mirror? I wonder how those got there. I hope those were from a girl and not Mike. Mike has been a bit of a freak ever since he was kicked in the head by a mule.

Putting her hands on her hips she continued, “You have neglected your chores today, no one has fed the animals, gathered the eggs or milked the cows as of yet. Your behavior as of late is not acceptable mister. Not one bit.”

Turning three shades of red at being caught beating off I reached down and grabbed the sheet off the floor and covered myself.

With a grunt my stepmother was having none of it. She snatched the sheet as quickly as a rattlesnake strikes at a threat. Then pointing at my terror-stricken dick she said, “And that is the reason for your poor behavior my friend. I have seen this before. Men, all have a tendency to let there ‘things’ do their thinking for them. Well no more.”

“Like it says in the good-book, ‘If you walk with the Spirit you will not gratify the desires of the flesh.'”

She grabbed my ear as if I was a child and pulled me up and out of my comfy chair.

“Let’s go”, is all she said as she dragged me out of my room and down the flight of stairs.

“Where are we going Greta?” I managed to say between my now gritted teeth as she yanked me out of the house and toward a cluster of buildings that were set back on the property.

To pendik escort further add to my misery and utter embarrassment my twenty year old stepsister was out in the garden and looked up and saw me being led naked by the ear by her mother.

In absolute confusion she said, “Mother, what is going on? What are you doing with James? Where are his cloths? “

“Never you mind what is going on for now girl. Get back to your chores. There will be plenty to see and do later concerning your brother.” She yelled back in a firm voice that meant mind your own business before you get some of this yourself. My stepsister being the more sensible of the two of us knew enough to shut her yap and ignore what was going on.

With a jerk of the wrist my burly stepmother flung me through the barn doors. The momentum sent me sprawling face first onto the floor in front of one our dairy cow stalls. As I sat up I saw that Greta was dragging the farm’s dilapidated milking machine across the barn floor in my direction. What the hell is she going to do with that piece of junk? That old machine had been standing guard like some sort of barn-sentinel for as long as I could remember. She plugged the machine into the wall and connected one of the teet cups to one of the four vacuum tubes. She switched it on and nothing happened. In a fit of disgust she kicked it with her booted foot and I could feel the very ground trembled under my bare ass at it began chugging.

Smiling she tossed the machine’s hissing and writhing appendage on the ground between my legs.

With the very walls vibrating and dust floating down from the rafters she said in a demanding voice, “Put it on.”

Every living creature in that barn had their attention focused on me now. I now knew that the ball was in my court. I could put it on or defy this crazed bitch.

“Put it on? Put what on?” I said stammering at the thought of what she was suggesting. It could only mean one thing but I needed to hear it from her lips to be sure. Surely it’s not what I am imagining she wants me to do. That’s just twisted. That’s some shit Mike would think of.

“Put the teet cup on your penis – boy.”

“You’re insane” I managed to sputter over the drone of the milking automaton.

“God demands that I drain all the sin out of you. An empty man is a righteous man. Semen is the Devil’s poison. I mean to save your soul. Now put the thing on. Now!” She said through clenched teeth.

There was something in her eyes that said she wasn’t going to take no for an answer. That fucking holy-roller is as mad as a hatter. I quickly ran some numbers in my head. I weighed about a scrawny buck-twenty and she was at least two hundred pounds of muscle with almost zero body fat. Working on a farm your whole life does that to a woman. I was five-nine she was six-one. No matter how I crunched the figures the numbers just didn’t add up in my favor and defying her would be perilous for sure.

Nervously I inched the teet cup toward my cock. I was very hesitant to say the least. Would this thing hurt? It looked like it would. The noise the machine was producing and the sucking sound that was coming from the teet cup sounded like it would rip my dick from my flesh leaving me in the female way. But what choice did I have? This crazy cunt would probably hold me down and put it on me anyway. Better to be a man and not let it come to that. I do have my dignity after all.

As the suctioning tentacle drew ever closer to my frightened and cowering love muscle the more desperate I was becoming. Finally and without warning, it leaped from my hand and latched itself onto my member.

Like lightning; Oh bostancı escort by the gods was my first thought. My head snapped back and my mouth opened in a breathless gasp. It was total nirvana. It felt like being sucked on by five women at once. This thing sucks with such force. All these years this machine sat silent in this barn as I did my chores not once did it speak its hidden pleasures to me. How many times did I walk by ignorant of its pleasures? God why didn’t I think of this sooner? All my embarrassment, all of my in-habitations, everything just melted away as I was being sucked off by this four armed stainless steel apparatus.

I was lost in pure pleasure. It was indescribable. I virtually floated through space. Time seemed to slow as I was viciously tugged and sucked by this mechanical tetrapodid fiend. I could feel my cock and balls swell to a size I didn’t think possible. My balls shook violently and uncontrollably as they prepared for the inevitable crescendo that was soon to come. It was then as time had seemed to almost completely stop, and my mind was lost in unqualified euphoria that I exploded with the force of an atomic bomb. Semen burst forth from the penis like fire hose. It stung as it raced through my pee hole at break-neck speeds. In rapid succession I felt the thuds more than I heard them as my love juices struck the inside of the metal milking can that was joined to this contraception. It was like a machine gun ripping through a belt of ammunition in a desperate hope of staving off an enemy charge that was sure to overrun the gunner’s position.

Being fully spent I keeled over as the medal demon was still ferociously milking away at my very soul. My stepmother either in compassion or fear that she killed me yanked the plug from the wall. All fell silent.

I lay there for what seemed an eternity. Dreaming dreams of my new found love, a metal love machine. Women weren’t really necessary anymore I realized. Man did not need to depend on them. He did not need to spend his hard earned money in the pursuit of wooing them in the off chance that they might put out. Think about it. Think about the ramifications. No more nagging. No more chores. No more minivans. No more stupid question; do I look fat in this. Man could watch football from dawn to dusk.

Since the dawn of man the need for pussy was an unbreakable rule of nature. Pussy, like crack was a dependency that could not be satiated. It was like a siren’s call dragging men to their very doom. Man’s need for pussy could even start wars. Try as man did over the eons no one ever created a device that could replace a woman. I had stumbled upon the greatest invention since fire. It was an evil enslavement that I would break; I would be the one to set men free of the dominance of woman with this technology.

I knew then what my calling was. I was to become a captain of industry. I was going to design and patent an appliance that would pleasure men. Drain away all their troubles and worries with a flick of a switch. I was going to take mankind to the next level. This was an achievement that ranked right up there with landing on the moon. Thanks to that crazy bitch I was going to be filthy rich; even a household name. Men would scream my name from every mountain. I would be worship as a god. This simple device would lead to the apotheosis of James.

Well that’s how it happened. Half a decade later I am sitting on a mountain of money and living my life large. Women from all over want to fuck me now. It’s funny how money can make an ugly guy attractive to women. My stepmother Greta still lives on that dreary little farm doing farm shit. My sister had the good sense to move out. Like I said she’s the smart one. Oh and as for Mike, that freak is my marketing director. He tours the country giving live demonstrations of the Athena 2100. And as for the sheep in my room, your guess is as good as mine as to what happened to it.

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After we made love, I laid in bed feeling warm and satisfied and pleasantly sleepy, my bare back against his lean, naked body. My head was cradled against his chest, our legs cozily tangled and his arm resting on my side while his hand gently caressed my hip. He reached down and pulled the covers up to our shoulders and adjusted so our bodies were even closer together.

“Love you,” he said. He pressed his lips against the back of my shoulder. I smiled and rubbed back against him. I turned my head and rolled over a little so I could kiss him. His lips were soft and warm and his moustache tickled my upper lip. We lingered over the kiss and his hand slid up and across my stomach and his fingers brushed across my nipples. My hips rocked back against him instinctively and a soft sigh escaped from my lips. He laughed gently.

“What we need,” he said with a grin, “is another guy here to help me take care of you. Sometimes you’re too much for me to handle.” I laughed and turned back over to kiss him. I took the kiss deep, playing our tongues together and dragging out the pleasure.

“You’re all I can handle,” I told him. “You’re all that I need. You’re perfect.” I grinned wickedly. “Except that you’re bossy and you’re always telling me what to do.” I laughed and tried to wriggle away when he lunged at me. He held me down and bit gently at my lower lip, then took my nipple into his mouth and sucked it until I moaned and started to feel those liquid pulls between my legs. “Stop,” I pleaded, not really meaning it. My hips started to rock against his side. “Don’t start anything you’re not going to finish,” I warned.

He kissed the tip of my breast then swung his legs over the side of the bed. “As much as I would like to stay here and torture you a little longer, I do need to get going. We have a softball game tonight and I need to stop by home and get my stuff.” He reached down for his jeans.

I pouted and pulled the covers up over myself. “Fine,” I said, and rolled over so I was facing the wall. He finished putting on his shoes and then came around the side of the bed and kissed me, long and soft.

“You’re coming to the game, right?” “Only if you give me another kiss,” I said. His lips lowered and he kissed me thoroughly.

****

After his game, we drove back to my place, picking up a pizza on the way. We sat in front of the TV and ate. He sat in the middle of the couch while I sat in the corner, leaning against the sofa arm, my legs across his lap.

“I saw you talking to Bob at the game,” Randy said.

“Yeah,” I said. “He came over and introduced himself again. I didn’t remember him.”

“Sure,” said Randy, teasingly. “I saw the way you were looking at him. You want to sleep with him, don’t you?” He smiled at me.

“Ha, ha,” I said.

“Maybe I should ask him to come over and help me take care of you,” he said.

“Stop teasing,” I said, blushing a little.

“Are you blushing?” he asked, grinning at me. “You would like that, wouldn’t you? Come on, tell me the truth.” “I would never do that,” I said. He raised an eyebrow and grinned mischievously. “OK,” I admitted. “Maybe I’ve fantasized about it before, but I’d never really want to do it.” “Are you sure? I could arrange it if you wanted. I can call him right now,” he said as he reached for the phone.

I slapped at his hand and laughed. “Stop being silly.” “I’m serious,” he said. “I would do it if you wanted me to. I think I might like to see you being pleasured like that.”

I looked at him carefully, trying to figure out how much he was kidding. He looked kind of serious, and a little turned on at the thought. “No,” I said firmly. “It’s one thing to fantasize, it’s a whole other thing to do it for real. I just want to be with you.”

“You wouldn’t want to be with two guys at once?” he prodded. “One of them deep inside your pussy and the other in your mouth?”

I felt my pussy get wet and my nipples get hard. I blushed deeply and squirmed a little on the couch. “No, I wouldn’t want to.” I avoided looking in his eyes.

“You’re getting hot, aren’t you?” He reached over to caress my breast through my shirt and felt how hard my nipple was getting. I moaned softly at his touch and felt myself get even wetter. His eyes locked to mine and he ran his other hand up my thigh and under my skirt. I felt a shiver move down my spine and started to feel the rush of warmth between my legs. He hand crept up and slid into my panties. His finger parted the outer flesh and he stroked his finger down me, feeling how wet and hot I was for him. “You like talking about this, don’t you?” He grabbed hold of my hips and placed me, straddled, across his lap.

I weakly tried to push away, but he grabbed both of my wrists in one of his hands and pulled me closer, kissing me deep and hard, searching my mouth with his tongue. His other hand roughly stroked and squeezed my breast. I fought to free my wrists and after a brief struggle he finally let go. As I was about ataşehir escort to wrap my arms around him, he pulled the hem of my shirt up and over my head and tossed it on the floor, revealing the black, lacy bra I was wearing. He reached around me and unfastened it, letting my large breasts spill out in front of him. He grabbed my wrists again, one in each hand, and clamped his lips around one nipple, first flicking it with his tongue, then sucking it into his mouth. I moaned and ground my hips against him. I could feel him getting hard through the satin of my panties and the denim of his jeans. His mouth did delicious things to my breast and nipple and I squirmed in his lap, unable to use my hands, as he still had them caught in his. I groaned and pushed my chest forward and arched my back, pushing my breasts further towards him. His teeth bit gently at my nipple before he raised his head to kiss me again.

“You want to talk about it more?” he asked gruffly. “You want to talk about fucking two guys in one night? I bet you’d want to use that pretty mouth to suck both of us off, one at a time. And then you’d want me to hold you down and tell him exactly how to fuck you.”

My mind was whirling with fantasies and sex and heat. “Oh, god,” I sighed, and pressed my hips against his. “Please, Randy. Take me. Take me now.” He reached under my skirt again, grabbed my panties, and ripped them off. Adrenaline and desire and needs took over and I reached down and practically tore the buttons off his jeans trying to get them open. I reached in and pulled out his hard, hot cock. His mouth was feverishly kissing my breasts and neck and his hands were fisted in my hair. I felt like I was on the edge of something dangerous as I lifted my hips, wanting to take him deep inside me.

He grabbed my arms and shoved me down onto the couch. He rose above me, and pushed my thighs apart. “Open up for me,” he ordered. “I am going to fuck you so hard.” He rubbed his fingers over my clit and before he even finished a stroke I came, squirting all over his fingers.

I lay there, trembling and rocking my hips. “Please,” I begged. “Please fuck me. I need you inside me. I need you so badly. Fuck me, Randy!” He brushed his hard cock against my pussy as I writhed beneath him. Then he thrust deep into me, in one long stroke. He held himself there for a moment, feeling my pussy clenching around him, and then he pulled out again. “More, Randy,” I begged. “God, I need more.” He rammed into me again and began to stroke deep inside me. He thrust hard, shoving his cock inside me, the way I loved. He pushed my thighs apart further and thrust harder, gradually building up speed till he was plunging hard and fast, slapping up against me. I could hear the wet, juicy sound of my pussy as he fucked me. I groaned and begged him not to stop. I felt another orgasm rocking my body. I came again, releasing my juices over his hard cock. He grunted as he felt me pouring over him.

Hard and fast he shoved his cock in and out of my hot, throbbing pussy. “God, Randy. Oh, fuck me hard. You feel so incredible inside me–you’re so fucking hard.” He continued to ram into me and rotated his hips as he did, causing his cock to touch every inch of my sensitive pussy. I came again and again, I could feel the warm juices running over my thighs. “Come for me, Randy,” I begged. “Come inside me, deep inside me. I want to feel all the hot, sticky seed inside my pussy.

He groaned a little and pumped into me hard and fast. I could feel that he was getting close to coming. “Fuck me, Randy!” I screamed. “Fuck me hard and come inside me. Shove that cock into my pussy. I need it. I need it so bad.” I moaned and felt his body jerk as he released his load deep inside my pussy. He stroked a few more times and then pulled out of me. He reached his fingers down and rubbed my pussy, spreading his cum and mine around on my clit. I squirmed under his touch.

He sat back on the couch and pulled me toward him. I leaned back against his chest we both sat quietly, waiting for our breathing to return to normal. He circled his arms around me, letting his hands rest on my stomach. I sighed contently and rubbed back against him.

“You were very hot,” he commented. He kissed my shoulder. “I think that talking about having two guys really turns you on.” “Fantasies do that. It’s exciting to talk about, but I wouldn’t ever really want to do it,” I said quietly, but I could feel myself getting a little hot again already just thinking about it.

“I think you would like it,” he said.

“Stop it,” I said, laughing. “I don’t want to do it, OK? I love you and you’re the only one I want to be with.” I stood up and kissed him, then headed to the bathroom to clean up.

*****

It was a week later and I was just getting home from work. I had to work late that day so I had missed Randy’s softball game, but he was planning to come over after it was over. The phone rang just as I was walking in the door.

“Hello?” ataşehir escort I said, as I picked up the phone.

“It’s me,” said Randy.

I smiled. “Hi, how was the game? Did you win?” “Yep. Seven to three. We beat them.”

“Cool. Are you coming over now? Should I take something out for dinner?”

“No, I’ll bring something with me. Hey, do you mind if I bring a friend over to hang out for a while?”

“That’s fine,” I said. “I don’t have much to eat or drink here. I need to go to the store.”

“I’ll go by the store and get some stuff, OK?”

“OK. I’ll see you soon. I love you.”

“I love you too.”

I hung up the phone and went into the bedroom to change out of my work clothes. I put on my favorite black lace bra and matching thong and then some black shorts and a blue tank top. I sprayed on a little of the perfume that Randy liked and I freshened my lipstick. Then I went back into the kitchen to straighten things up in case Randy decided to cook something.

When the kitchen was in order I tidied the living room and then sat down to watch TV till Randy got there. I flipped channels and listened for the sound of the key turning in the lock. About twenty minutes later I heard him at the door. I smiled and felt my spirits lift, knowing he was there to be with me. I heard the door open and Randy’s laugh filled the apartment.

“Hi,” I called out. “I’m in here.” I heard him setting grocery bags in the kitchen and then heard footsteps approaching the couch. I turned around for a kiss and found myself looking at Bob. I stood up. “Oh. Hi there.” I smiled politely and motioned to the recliner in front of the TV. “Please, make yourself comfortable.” “Sorry to drop in on you like this,” said Bob as he took a seat. “Randy said he called to ask if it was OK.” “He did. It’s not a problem.” I took a step towards the kitchen. “Can I get you something? A beer?” “Thanks, that would be great.”

I walked into the kitchen and saw Randy putting groceries away in the fridge.

“Hi,” I said. “What’d you get?” He stopped for a second and leaned over to give me a kiss. “You smell good,” he said.

“Thank you. I wore it just for you.” I kissed him back. “Do you want a beer? I’m taking one for Bob.” I reached into the open fridge and grabbed a couple of cans of beer.

“Yeah, I’ll take one.” Randy took one from me and popped it open. He took a sip. “What are you having?” he asked.

“Um… Nothing right now, I guess.”

He reached into a bag and pulled out a cold six-pack of hard cider, my favorite. “How about one of these?”

“OK,” I said, grinning. He pulled one out and then put the rest in the fridge. He opened the bottle and handed it to me with another kiss–a longer, deeper kiss.

I hummed with satisfaction. “I love you,” I said. I kissed him again and slid my arms around his waist.

Bob walked into the kitchen. “Sorry to interrupt,” he said, grinning. “Need any help with the drinks or anything?”

“Sorry, I got sidetracked,” I explained as I smiled guiltily and handed over his beer.

Bob and Randy exchanged a look of amusement.

“What?” I asked with a smile. “Are you guys making fun of me or something?” Randy laughed and kissed my forehead. “Nope,” he said. “Just a guy thing.” I rolled my eyes. “Whatever.”

“Are you hungry?” Randy asked. He looked from me to Bob.

“Whatever is cool with me,” said Bob. “I’ll just take my beer and hang out in the living room till you guys are done in here.” He took his drink and winked at Randy on his way out of the kitchen.

“What are you guys up to?” I asked him with an amused, but suspicious, look.

“Maybe some fun,” he said, grinning. “I got some cheese and crackers. Sound good?” He turned to the counter and searched through a grocery bag.

“What kind of fun?” I asked. I could tell something was going on.

“Don’t worry about it,” he said. “Rinse these grapes off, OK?” He handed me a bag of red grapes. I stepped over to the sink to rinse them as he pulled out the cutting board for the cheese.

“Randy, are you up to something?” I asked. That wink between him and Bob had made me nervous for some reason.

“I got two kinds of cheese,” he said. He pulled them out and opened them and then reached for the drawer to get a knife.

I stepped in front of the drawer, blocking his way. “Randy,” I said. “Answer me now. What is going on?” He kissed me and stroked his hands down my arms.

“Well,” he said, then paused as if considering his next words carefully. “I thought maybe we could try out that fantasy of yours tonight. It would be my gift to you.” I stood there a moment in shock, not sure what to say.

“You what?!?” I almost screamed it. I pushed away from him and started pacing the kitchen. I lowered my voice. “How could you do this? I told you I wasn’t serious. Did you already tell Bob about it? Please tell me you didn’t say anything to him.”

“Well, yeah, kind of,” he said anadolu yakası escort calmly. “But I told him it was a surprise. Look, don’t worry about it, OK? We’ll just see how it goes. If you don’t want to do anything, we don’t have to.”

“Randy! I can’t believe you did this! Go in there now and tell him that nothing’s going to happen, OK? Please.” My heart was beating fast and I felt like the room was getting hot.

He backed me against the counter and then put his arms around me. I tried to wriggle away, but he was stronger than me. “You’re my girl,” he said. “I promise that I won’t let anything bad happen and that if you say you want to stop, then we will.” He kissed my forehead. “For now, let’s just have some drinks and cheese and crackers and watch some TV, OK?”

I was not convinced. But Randy was being so calm about it that I tried to force myself to relax some. We would just hang out and then Bob would go home. “Fine,” I said with a deep sigh. “But you have to promise that if I want him to leave then you’ll make him go home.” “I promise,” he said, and gave me another kiss. “Now why don’t you get out a bowl for those grapes?” I smiled and reached around him to get the grapes out of the sink.

*****

The three of us watched TV for awhile. Randy and I cuddled on the couch and Bob sat in the recliner. We drank and snacked on cheese and crackers and grapes. After an hour, I went and picked up some Chinese food and brought it back and we ate that while we watched the end of a movie on TV.

“I’m going to get some water,” I said as I rose from the couch to head to the kitchen. “Do you guys want anything?” “Bring us a couple of beers,” Randy said, and Bob nodded his agreement.

I went to the kitchen then headed back with two beers and a bottle of water. When I got back to the living room, Bob had moved from the recliner. He and Randy were sitting at opposite ends of the couch. I glanced at Randy and he seemed to be gauging my reaction to the little change in seating. I felt kind of nervous, but I didn’t want to make a big deal out of nothing, so I sat between them, set down the drinks, and snuggled as close to Randy as I could.

He kissed the top of my head, stroked a hand down my hair and pulled me against him. I relaxed a little and smiled up at him. He kissed me gently on the lips and ran his hand down my side. Then he kissed me again, a deeper and hotter kiss. I could feel myself start to get a little aroused. We kissed for a long moment before I remembered we had an audience. I pulled away a little and glanced over at Bob to see if he was paying attention. He was watching us, smiling a little.

Randy kept his arm around me, but scooted over a little, pushing us both closer to Bob. I looked into Randy’s eyes, wondering what I should do. Was he actually OK with this whole situation? I had several drinks by this point and was feeling a little more willing to experiment, but just a tiny bit. I cuddled against him and he tilted his head down to kiss me again. He kissed me deep and hard until I felt all reason leaving my mind. I felt a hand on my breast, rubbing gently. It took me a moment to realize it was Bob’s hand and not Randy’s. As soon as I realized it, I jumped up and moved away from the couch.

“Um,” I said, feeling my pulse racing. “I should clean up the kitchen.” I saw Bob and Randy exchange looks before I hurried out of the room.

When I got to the kitchen I leaned against the counter. My legs felt kind of weak and my pulse was still jumping. I closed my eyes a moment and tried to clear my mind. Was I really going to do this? Was Randy really OK with it? God, it was so exciting to talk about it, but now in real life I was just scared out of my mind. I took some deep breaths and tried to calm down. Randy walked into the kitchen.

“Hey,” he said. He crossed over to me and took my hands in his. “Are you OK?”

“Yeah,” I said. “I’m just feeling confused. I don’t know if I’m ready for this.” I gazed down at the floor instead of looking directly at him. He leaned down to look me in the eyes and then kissed me softly.

“We don’t have to do this if you don’t want to,” he said. “But I think you kind of want to. And Bob is already here and everything.”

“I don’t think it’s a good idea.” I moved around him and started to put away the leftover food. “I can’t believe you actually brought him over.” I looked over my shoulder at him. “Would you really be OK with it?”

He leaned back against the counter. “I don’t know either, really. I’ve never done this before. If I really think about it, I guess I’m a little uncomfortable about it too.” He looked me in the eyes. “But it really excites me to think about you being pleasured like that. Especially if I am in charge and tell you what to do with me and with him. Then it’s like I’m involved in it all and he’s just my assistant.” He grinned.

I felt myself almost smile, but I held it back. “It excites me too,” I said. “But I’m worried about how we’ll feel afterwards. I love you, and nothing will change that. All of this is just a silly fantasy and I can easily do without it, but I wouldn’t be happy without you.” I wrapped my arms around his waist and held him close. His hands rubbed my back and he kissed me on the forehead.

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Daring Lisa Marvell Ch. 04

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The red light on the camera started to glow and a delicious shiver ran through her body. Reporter Lisa Marvell looked straight ahead and began her introduction. Because the opening shot framed her shoulders and head, she knew that at first the audience would not notice anything different about the way she was dressed. She appeared to be wearing a light blue V-neck top trimmed in white. The fabric was definitely form-fitting, but other than that, nothing seemed unusual.

“As most of you know,” she began, “this week Phil, one of our loyal viewers, has dared me to have my body painted. Tonight in my special report, I’ll show you exactly how that was done and let you see me modeling the artwork. I couldn’t believe the fantastic effects the artists were able to achieve, so I wanted to make sure that all of you have a chance to see the results.” And with that, she blushed slightly as the camera slowly began moving backward to reveal more of her body.

*****

The week had started, as it usually did, with a Monday conference in which Lisa’s co-anchor Natalie Johnson, news producer Bill Reinhart, and the writers met to discuss the dare that Natalie had selected for that week. This had become a regular feature of the Friday Night Special 11:00 news report, proving to be a worthy successor to Lisa’s original series on women who “dare to bare.” Those segments had established Channel 4 as the leading station in that part of the state and had made the broadcaster the best known television personality in the viewing area. The new pieces, featuring Lisa performing a dare that had been submitted by a viewer, had served to drive the ratings even higher. And both series had the same common goal – they provided the opportunity for the beautiful blonde reporter to display as much of her 34-25-34 body as possible.

The dare selected for the week seemed like an obvious one; in fact Lisa was surprised that she hadn’t thought of it herself when she was doing the “dare to bare” reports. A viewer had suggested that she serve as a body painting model, stripping down to allow an artist to apply various paints that created the illusion that she was wearing clothing. Both Natalie and Lisa agreed that it would be interesting to see what went on behind the scenes as well, and the final results could be shot and edited in a way that stayed within the guidelines of Standards and Practices while still making for exciting viewing.

Most of the Monday conference was devoted to determining the type of “clothing” that would be painted on Lisa’s naked body as well as reviewing samples of the work of various groups of artists in order to select the team they wanted to use. The obvious choice was also the most expensive one – a group that had worked on numerous professional shoots including several where swimsuits were painted on models for publication in national magazines. Lisa was especially impressed with photos that showed models posing in body paint meant to look like blue jeans and a tight top. “Let’s go with that,” she suggested.

Bill indicated that he’d have to clear the budget with station manager Ken Barber, but given the latest ratings for the Friday Night Specials, he was certain that the request would be approved.

“Sounds to me like we’re all set,” Natalie said.

“One last thing,” Lisa added. “Let’s go through the schedule and sequence for shooting this.”

Natalie and Bryan, the lead writer, had proposed that once the outfit was painted on Lisa, they take some shots outside the studio posing near the Channel 4 sign. Since their research had shown that the preparation could take as much as six hours, they would need to start things early in the day if they wanted to be able to film outside in the afternoon while the temperatures were still comfortable for someone who wasn’t wearing any clothes. And Nicole Lewis, the station’s new weather forecaster, had said there was a chance of rain by the end of the week, but that both Wednesday and Thursday looked like ideal summer days.

Based on that information, everyone agreed that they should aim to have the artists in town by Wednesday and shoot the following day. After they completed the work outside, they could return to the studio to film the introduction. Natalie could then work with the editing crew to assemble the pieces and put together the final cut, inserting any additional narration as needed at that point. All of this pointed to a very full day of work.

So, three days later, Lisa found herself stumbling out of bed hours well before the sun came up in order to be at the studio by 5:30 AM. Opening the door to the trailer that had been set up as a make-shift dressing room in the Channel 4 parking lot, she was surprised that only one of the three make-up artists was there along with Kelli, the loyal assistant from the station. During the last few months, she had gotten more and more at ease appearing naked in front of small groups of people, so as soon as she arrived she stripped out of her jeans and top and removed her bra, ataşehir escort leaving on only her thong.

Before slipping into a terrycloth robe, she casually glanced at one of the full length mirrors set up in the room. Lisa had to admit that her rigorous workout program was paying off – her well-toned abdomen and thighs accented the curves of her 34-25-34 figure, and for a 32-year old, her perky B cup breasts and well rounded ass displayed no signs of sagging. Over her shoulder, she caught a glimpse of Kelli staring at her. “Be a sweetheart,” she said with a smile as she turned to face the assistant, “run and get us both some coffee. I think it’s going to be a long day.”

It was another 20 minutes before the other two make-up artists arrived and were ready to begin. The team leader was a woman, Stephanie, and she was assisted by Sarah and Dave. Lisa wondered whether most models felt more comfortable having the paint applied by someone of their own sex. However, the more she thought about it, she realized that she was secretly pleased to have a mixed audience. “But jeez, what does it matter?” she thought to herself. “I’ll be doing the report in just my paint, so everyone is going to see me stark naked.” Her thoughts continued as she felt a familiar thrill run through her body. “And of course, that’s precisely the point of this dare.”

As it turned out, the first steps were anything but thrilling. Dave and Sarah began by taping large pieces of paper towels to the parts of her body that would not be painted. She chuckled as she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror wearing this kind of “negative clothing.” Everything that was normally covered – including her breasts, ass, and pussy – were on display, while her arms, ankles and feet, neck, and a band of skin around her middle were wrapped up in white paper.

Then, as Lisa stretched out on a massage table that had been appropriated by the team, Stephanie applied the first coat, a thin layer of white spray paint that served two purposes: to provide a base to the color paint that would be applied next and to help bring into relief tiny baby hairs that previously had been invisible. “Now,” Stephanie explained, “we can see all of these little hairs that would otherwise ruin the effect we’re trying to create with the body paint. So, our next step is to take a dry razor and shave them all off.”

“All?” said Lisa somewhat startled. Looking down, she could see the nearly microscopic hairs on her breasts and trailing down to her pussy, despite the Brazilian wax job she obtained just two days before.

“Yes, all,” Stephanie said with a loud laugh. “And don’t worry, you’re not abnormal. Every model I’ve ever worked with has to go through this. We girls think we’re totally smooth but we’re really not. So just lie down and let us get rid of all that baby hair.”

And with that, Dave and Sarah spent the next hour going over every inch of her exposed body. She felt a momentary sense of embarrassment when she realized that Dave was actually parting her ass cheeks with his hands so Sarah could shave down deep into her butt crack and around her anus, a feeling that was heightened when she realized that Kelli was standing in the far corner of the trailer and appeared to be trying to catch a glimpse of Lisa’s puckered rosebud. “Oh my,” Lisa wondered, “do I have a new admirer?” and she felt a shiver run down her spine.

From there, the embarrassment only increased as she rolled onto her back and the two assistants began shaving the small hairs off her breasts. This time, they switched roles, with Sarah gently tugging on Lisa’s nipples as Dave carefully moved the razor along the smooth contours of her breasts. It required repeated swipes of the blade across the skin between her mounds, with Sarah grabbing the nipples like little handles to help separate Lisa’s orbs. Instinctively, her nipples hardened in response and when Sarah released them, Lisa felt that all four people in the room must be clearly aware of her state of arousal.

While Dave backed off, Sarah asked Kelli to step in to lend a hand as they descended to Lisa’s most delicate parts. “Now I’m going to ask you to pull lightly on her labia,” she explained to the assistant, “so I can get a nice clear stretch of skin and make just a few quick passes with the razor.” She then added for Lisa’s benefit, “We’ll get rid of those pesky little hairs in no time at all.”

“Um, I’m just curious,” said Lisa, struggling to keep the embarrassment for showing in her face and hoping that Kelli wasn’t detecting any moisture as her fingers wandered across her pussy. “Is this usually how you prepare models for body painting?”

“It all depends,” Stephanie chimed in, “on whether the model’s working completely nude or using a covering down there.”

“A covering?” asked Lisa.

“Believe it or not, it’s actually called a pussy flap. It’s made of latex and it can cover your private parts.”

“That’s funny,” Lisa continued. “I don’t remember anyone talking ataşehir escort to me about that possibility.”

“Oh, but we did discuss it with your producer and she told us absolutely not, you wanted to go full frontal on this,” Stephanie added somewhat defensively.

“She?” Lisa said in a questioning tone. “Might that have been Natalie Johnson?”

“I think it was,” Dave chimed in. “We were on a phone call with her and the writers, and Natalie was very specific that you wanted to be totally naked under the paint.”

At this point, with the assistant pulling at her pussy lips while another woman shaved her most intimate parts, Lisa was forced to acknowledge the truth of that statement – that she would have been disappointed if they had used their silly old pussy flap!

The shaving completed, Stephanie handed Lisa her robe and suggested a quick break. When Kelli returned with some bottled water, she was accompanied by Clayton and George, the camera crew from Channel 4. The four of them chatted briefly, then Dave called an end to the break and the application of body paint resumed. Over the next two hours, various colors and details were applied to Lisa’s completely nude body with the two cameramen and Kelli in the room.

The make-up artists had recommended that they create a blue top, which would allow them to apply more areas of paint over Lisa’s nipples to better disguise the contrast between her skin and the darker color of her areolas and nipples. Furthermore, they pointed out, adding white paint around the neckline and the bottom of the sleeves would create the illusion of a narrow band of trimming to the top, helping to give better definition and shape to the imaginary garment. The eye would be tricked into thinking that the fabric ended and skin began rather than seeing it as all skin.

For the bottoms, they would be simulating the appearance of skinny jeans, stopping several inches above the ankles. Although not typically the type of clothing that Lisa would wear when reporting, simulating denim allowed them to play with greater variations in the color, even reproducing the effect of rips in the fabric. Also, the artists had strongly recommended against going with a solid color since it would typically be seen as nothing more than spray painting. Furthermore, the team was eager to show off their skill in creating the variations in color, the worn spots and the rips, that characterize jeans.

The first area to receive the artists’ attention was Lisa’s butt. Lying face down on the table, Lisa could feel the brushes applying a thicker, almost gelatinous paint. Again, she could sense fingers moving her ass cheeks, first lifting them as a thinner brush moved in short curved lines creating what she assumed to be the folds of the denim across her butt. Then, she could once again feel her cheeks being parted and the cool moist paint being applied deep in her crack, with the brush tickling her hole. She wasn’t sure whose hands were holding her cheeks, and she momentarily indulged herself in the fantasy that it was a tongue and not the tip of the brush that she was feeling. She sighed softly, which caused Sarah to come over to her to ask if everything was okay.

“Oh,” Lisa responded involuntarily, “no problem at all.” Realizing that she really shouldn’t allow herself these thoughts when, in a few minutes she would be turned over and exposed to the prying eyes of the entire team, she quickly recovered her wits and added, “Guess I must have been daydreaming.”

“Well, don’t fall asleep on us,” Sarah replied. We’re almost finished with your backside, and then we’re going to need you to turn over so we can start working on your front. That’s where we’re really going need to spend some time.”

Lisa had the impression that up until now, Clayton and George had just been sitting on the side of the room watching, and her instincts for getting good footage came into play. “Hey guys,” she said, looking over at them. “Sounds like there must be enough paint on my butt now, so why don’t you get off of yours and get something that we can use in the report?”

She heard a couple of people in the room laugh, and saw the two guys stand up and lug their equipment to the end of the table. “Yeah, you’re probably right,” the usually silent George replied. “I don’t think the stuff we shot a few minutes ago will make it past the censors.”

She heard Clayton mutter to his younger assistant, “George, is it too much to ask you to act like a professional,” and then added, “Sorry about that, Lisa.”

“Don’t worry, Clayton,” Lisa reassured him. “I know it’s just George being George.” As she had worked with him over the last months, Lisa had become more tolerant of the young cameraman’s slightly confused, dazed mannerisms. In fact, she was increasingly amused and relaxed by his behavior and found it reassuring to have him on her shoots.

Soon, it was time for her to roll over. And although the initial layer of white paint created the basic shape of anadolu yakası escort the two pieces of clothing, the coating did nothing to conceal her. Dave now worked with a broad brush to apply the darker blue across her breasts and upper abdomen, while Sarah started to work on the white trim. The blue left generous portions of the inner curves of her breasts exposed, and the white paint had the effect of suggesting a top that showed off a lot of cleavage. As the brushes moved back and forth, Lisa could feel her nipples harden, and Dave took particular care to add extra paint.

The jeans were painted low on her hips, allowing for several inches of uncovered skin below the white trim at the bottom of the shirt. Even if the jeans and top had been real, they would have been an unusually revealing choice for a newscaster. But the fact that these “clothes” were made of purely of paint pushed it to a whole other level.

While Dave worked on the top, Sarah was concentrating on the bottoms. She used several small brushes, mixing blacks and dark blues to create the illusion of the folds of denim covering her pussy. But this was definitely not fabric that Lisa was feeling pressing against her most intimate areas, as the brush moved up and down her labia slowly applying the paint to her nether lips.

Finally around noon, the make-up artists told her she could sit up so they could apply the finishing touches to her back. The work on her top went quickly, and they then had her stand up so they could spend time on the back of the jeans.

“There’s a lot to be done here on the pockets and reproducing the designer’s label. So just bear with us,” Stephanie explained.

The artists had finished applying the paint to her ass and had stepped back to check out the work from a distance when the door opened and Natalie and sportscaster Tim Willis came in along with Nicole Lewis, the meteorologist on the late night news team.

“Hey Lisa,” Nicole began. “I’m filling in on the midday weather report. Since I was in the studio, Natalie said it would be okay for me to just pop in with her and say hello. When are they going to start with the…” She looked around somewhat perplexed, and then her jaw practically dropped to the floor, “Oh my god, they have started. I mean, you’ve got nothing on!”

“Well, I have a lot of paint on me,” Lisa said with a smile. “What do you think?” she asked, slowly turning so her colleagues could get a good view.

“I think it’s pretty amazing,” Tim chimed in. “And I’d give you a big hug but I don’t want half of your outfit to come off on my suit.” He paused, and grinned, “Or my hands.”

“Bad boy, Tim,” Lisa teasingly scolded. “Now you three get out of here so they can finish up. And Natalie, I assume you’ll be around for the afternoon shoot.”

“Wouldn’t miss it for the world,” Natalie said, smilingly sweetly as she exited the room with her two co-workers. “Who knows?” she added, “I may even have a few last minute changes to suggest.”

The artists took another half hour to finish their work on the back of the jeans and then turned their attention back to some touch-up work on the front, adding a few shadows and highlights to suggest worn spots in the jeans. “Perfect,” Dave said as he gave a final scan to Lisa’s painted body. “In a half hour everything will completely dry. Why don’t we take a break and get some food brought in. But whatever you do, don’t sit on anything until we say you can.”

“I’ll definitely keep that in mind,” Lisa replied with a smile. “Any chance of getting a glass of wine with lunch?”

“At your service,” said Kelli, appearing at just that moment with a bottle and several glasses for the team. “A toast – to our daring reporter!”

“Daring and,” Lisa added surveying herself in a full length mirror, “completely naked!”

Shortly before the food was scheduled to be delivered, Natalie reappeared and joined Stephanie to inspect the results of the body painting.

“Looks almost perfect,” the artist pronounced. We’ll do a bit of touch up just before posing outside. But right now, the paint is dry so why don’t you slip this on so you can sit down and enjoy lunch,” she said to Lisa, handing her a dressing gown.

“Before you put on that robe,” Natalie interrupted, “let’s try a little experiment. Someone mentioned that the guy bringing the food should be here in just a minute. Why don’t you stay just the way you are and sit on that stool in the corner. Let’s see if he notices anything when he comes in?”

“You know, that’s not a bad idea,” Stephanie replied. “Most people who look at a model in body paint don’t necessarily notice it at first. “Especially,” she said with a pause, “if we’ve done our jobs right.”

“Oh, and if you haven’t?” the reporter asked with a bit of a twinkle in her eyes.

“Don’t worry,” Stephanie replied. “This definitely turned out well.”

“Besides,” Natalie said with a smile. “Does it really matter? When you go outside, some people are going to see you then.”

Lisa was very aware of that fact; in fact, ever since the dare had been proposed on Monday she had been excited just thinking about the idea of standing in front of their building with nothing on except some paint. But she wasn’t going to admit that to her colleague.

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I am standing at the end of her bed now. She lies there on her back beneath me, naked, her legs spread, knees dangling over the edge of the bedspread, her eyes opening and closing, a vague smile across her lips, as her forefinger works in and out of her wet pussy. She knows I am watching her, and she is performing for me while also enjoying herself, lost in the pure sexuality of the moment.

Now I undress and remove my boxer briefs – this catches her eye. Without a word, I climb up on the bed, bringing my cock up next to her face. she reaches up with her left hand to pull my cock to her lips while continuing to frig her pussy with her right hand. I move over towards her to slide my cock into her waiting mouth, rocking in and out as she slides her thumb and forefinger into a ring up and down my shaft, jerking my cockhead into her warm wet mouth.

I feel her tongue sliding against the underside of the head as she sucks me in and I groan and push forward, fucking her mouth now in a rhythm. I look down to see her jamming her cunt with 2 fingers and then my dick fucking her face when I feel her slide her hand down to my balls and then the tip of her forefinger is working from my balls to my asshole, pressing in and around it as she begins to draw the precum onto her tongue. When she tastes the first drops, she moans on my cock and sucks even harder, demanding my cumload.I feel her squirmy fingertip enter my ass and I grunt and roar as my cum shoots out of my cock and down into her warm waiting throat. I must have shot a dozen squirtloads before rolling onto my back aside her.

Opening my eyes, I see her licking the pussy juice off her own fingers and glowing with wanton lust. She rolls over onto my chest and lies ataşehir escort her head against me, purring and tracing her fingers over my body. After a few moments to catch my breath and relax with this sweet thing all over me, I decide my next move. With a sudden turn, I flip her onto her back beneath me and look her right in the eye. “You are going to be my fuck toy from now on. I am going to pleasure you like you have never been pleasured before. I am going to come here and fuck you whenever I can and whenever I please, and you are going to need it and love it. Do you understand?”

She looks right back up at me and simply says “Please fuck me. I need you so badly.” There are no other words spoken. She is now mine.

She turns over on her belly in the center of the bed and raises her ass as I slip a pillow under her pussy. I move in behind her and pull her legs apart so that her puckered asshole and wet cunt are staring back at me. This drives me mad with lust and I begin to lick up and down her pussy lips while working my forefinger into her wet hole. I hear her moaning into the pillow beneath her head as I move ahead and start to fuck her hole with my tongue as my nose presses on her taint and up towards her sweet asshole. The taste and smell are intoxicating and I feel my dick swelling again as I lave my tongue up over the smooth taint and onto her brown star. Nothing is more stimulating then rimming a hot babe’s asshole. This one in particular though is making me into an animal.

I faintly hear her grunting and moaning as I ravage her ass with my mouth, still fucking her with my finger, now two fingers. She is trembling beneath me and her juices are soaking the pillow case. I feel her ataşehir escort ass cheeks clench up and tighten and with a scream she cums violently.

Her pussy cream is now coating my right hand and my tongue is deep in her ass. I take the forefinger of my left hand and slide it along my tongue into her ass and now feel her push back to take it in deeper. “Yes, in my ass, please, please…” I am fingerfucking her asshole as I get up on my knees behind her.

I pull her legs further apart and take my cock in my right hand and begin rubbing it up and down her pussy lips. “Fuck me, please fuck me, I need your cock…” I pop my finger out of her ass hole and place my hands on her hips, lifting her up high and impaling her onto my cock as I thrust up into her. She gets up on her hands into doggy position and I pull her back against my chest. I am pounding her cunt hard as I bite down onto the back of her neck, making her groan louder.

“Do you love my cock baby?”

“Yes, please, more…”

“Tell me…”

“Fuck me please, take me, make me cummm, ooohhhh…” I begin to jackhammer fuck her pussy hard and deep, knowing that I can hold out for a while the 2nd time around. She cums twioe more before I pull out and flip her back onto her back.

Crawling up her torso to kiss that sweet mouth, I can feel her hard nipples against mine. I feel her legs spread around me and lock around my ass as she reaches down to stuff my cock back into her cunt. I move to her earlobes, licking and kissing them and her neck, which makes her go wild. She is moaning now again as I fuck her pussy. I nibble her earlobe and whisper in her ear, “My dick is going to feel so good in your asshole baby…”

I anadolu yakası escort feel her cunt spasm and gush as she tightens her grip on my shaft. She wants it so badly now. “Yes, please put it in my ass, I need it…”

I pull back and my ccok plops out of her pussy as I hook my hands under her knees to push them back to her shoulders. Her dripping cunt and moist ass are now pulled back for my display. I reach down and coat my cockhead with a big gob of saliva and line up my head at her sphincter. Everything is soaked and slippery.

I push the head into the ring of her ass and then kneel forward to feel it begin slide into her asshole. She groans and I push further in and over her as she lifts and impales herself on my cock. I move so that my mouth clamps down over hers and my tongue is into her throat as my shaft slides deeper into her tight virgin asshole. I feel her shrieking into my mouth as the pain and pleasure mix.

I do not let up until I am balls deep in her ass and lifting her onto the base of my rigid cock. She is now gurgling and I feel her fingers now working her clit to a frenzy as she begins to tremble with another enormous orgasm. I am now fucking her asshole long and deep and she is thrashing her head and groaning incoherently.

I look down at the site of my cock working in and out of her sweaty body, I smell the sex and sweat, and I am driven to the edge. I jerk forward, bite down on her neck, and with a roar, I orgasm deep into her rectum, spurting whatever load is left in my balls deep into her ass. Only after several spasms do I relinquish my grip on her legs, allowing them to release and clamp back around my midsection.

She is whimpering now, shivering as my now softening cock withdraws from her ass grip. With a pop, the head is released, and I look down to see a rivulet of my cum oozing out of her gaping sphincter. I have never fucked anyone like this before in my entire life. And now she will be mine whenever I please. Imagine that….

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My niece she came from a broken home and lived with us to the age of 15. She then moved to Texas to live with her grandparents. We spoke over the phone several times as the years passed. Out of high school she fell in love with a guy that got her pregnant and left her. She moved back home and moved into her mother’s house. Her and my sister in law visited the following spring and I couldn’t believe my eyes. My little Gina had grown into a knock out of a girl. Her body was perfect. I found myself thinking erotic thoughts of us together. I couldn’t think of her that way, even if she was 18, she was my niece. I raised her for 3 years as my daughter.

The Plan: I had business in the town where Gina lived. I called Gina and ask her if she could pick me up at the Airport. She was pleased to hear I was coming in and would be there. I arrived 2 hours earlier and went to the Hotel to set my plan in action. I rented a room that had an adjoining room. I hid a video camera in room 1 and ran the cable to the next room. I placed a xxx video on the television, with a bag that had some adult toys inside. I went back to the airport and waited for Gina.

She arrived gave me a hug and we proceeded to the Motel. I told her I had been paged and had to make a meeting in 30 minutes, could I drop her off at the hotel and use her car. She said sure Uncle Bob, no problem. As she waited in the car for me to get the room key I stood at the reservation desk making small talk. I gave her the room key and told her to help herself to the wet bar. I would be back in 45 minutes or so. I waited a few minutes and proceeded up the elevator to the floor below. Walking up the fire escape quiet as possible. Opening the door to our floor she was nowhere in site. I entered the room next the one she was in. I turned on the TV and watched. Gina was sitting on the edge of the bed looking in the bag. She put the bag back where it was and proceeded to get a beer from the fridge. Her eye caught the xxx video and put it in the VCR. She watched a young girl sucking a guy’s cock while fucking her pussy with her fingers.

Gina got up and placed the chain in the lock on the door, and returned to the bedroom. She started to squirm and move around the bed. I knew she was getting hot. She removed her jeans and started to finger fuck her pussy, I heard soft Betturkey moans come out of her mouth. She was building for a fast orgasm, I had to stop her. I called her on the phone and watched as she talked to me. Hi! Gina, you OK? Yes, Uncle Bob, OK I will be there in a few minutes. Hanging up she was determined to get her orgasm, she went right to the bed and started to finger her clit and pussy very fast and hard. I had to move fast, I went out of my room and knocked on her door then ran down the hall. She opened the door and looked out, to see no one. She returned to the room, I had hoped she forgot to place the chain on the door. As she removed her jeans and shirt exposing her nice tits, she grabbed the bag and took out the rubber cock I left for her. She then started to fuck her pussy and squeeze her nipples. I knew I had to move and move fast again. I went to the door and opened it, dam the chain was on. She yelled wait a minute, who is it? Uncle Bob honey. I answered. She came to the door, dressed and looking embarrassed. I ask her if she was OK, she said yes.

Honey, I am going to take a shower from the flight then you can take me to the rental car place. OK was her reply. Opening my suitcase I looked around the room I did not see the bag or the tape. I excused myself to the shower, my mind was racing again, knowing she was horny as hell. I was scared to make the next move. Not wanting to take to much time I showered fast and got out. Dressed in a towel, I entered the sofa area of the room and got me a beer. Gina was sitting on the couch and smiled my way. I went in the bedroom and looked for the tape and video. They were under the bed. I knew she wanted them for herself. Dressed I went into the couch area and sat down. Her and I started to make small talk, we drank our beer and then had another. I could smell her scent as she passed me handing me my beer. My cock was straining to get out of my pants. Our conversation turned to her babies father, she told me it had been her first time and she thought she loved the guy. I ask her if she had other lovers she said yes two others. They were both young. I got bold and told her she needed someone that would treat her good, and looked out for her pleasure and needs. Pleasure was the key word

“Pleasure she ask? what do you mean Betturkey Giriş by that? I had a shot and wanted to take it. Well Gina, young boys are OK but you need someone mature that will love you for you. Someone that can make love to you till you have tears of joy. Her next reply shocked me. Uncle Bob, remember when I stayed with you and Aunt Susan? Yes, Why? Well I would be in my room and could hear Aunt Susan moaning and talking dirty to you.and sometimes I heard her crying. How did this make you feel? I asked. She turned red and looked away, I told her we were both adults. She replied she would masturbate with her fingers and try and picture what we were doing.

Gina, would you like for me to make love to you like I do to Aunt Susan? She was speechless. I tell ya what, if you do I will find you in the shower when I return. I left the room to go outside and cool off. Did I mess up, was she going to call my wife? Entering the room I heard the shower running. I undressed and walked into the shower. Uncle Bob, this is a one time thing right? Honey are you sure you want to do this? Yes, but I am scared. Scared of what? That I might not please you? Honey, you allowing me to explore every inch of your body will be my pleasure. You just tell me to stop if you feel uncomfortable about anything. OK? OK Uncle Bob.

I pulled her close, and kissed her lips. Open your eyes I want you to look into mine. I want to make love to your soul as well as your body. She looked into my eyes and we kissed, searching for each others tongue. She reached for my hard cock, I stopped her hand and told her to concentrate on her and I. You will have plenty of time to learn how to take care of my cock. Washing every inch of her body I took my time, slowly, teasing her neck, nipples, inner thigh’s, pussy. Taking her out of the shower I dried her off with soft easy taps, carrying her to the bedroom I laid her on the bed. Placing her on her stomach I started to massage scented oil from my bag upon her back. Slowly working my hands down across her back. As I rolled her ass in my hands I placed a finger across her asshole. Down her legs to her ankles and back up again.

She raised her ass up, please Uncle Bob, I need something, just a quick one please. Slow down my dear, let all of your feelings come Betturkey Güncel Giriş alive. Rolling her over I looked into her eyes and kissed her deeply, she was rubbing her pussy up and down my leg trying to get some friction. I kissed and licked her neck and ear lobes. Slowly I ran my tongue down across her body to her belly button. Stopping there and going back for a kiss. Now tell me Gina, how do you like your nipples sucked? She said she didn’t know. So I sucked on them gently and told her I was going to increase the pressure. Tell me when to stop. As I sucked and pinched her nipples her lower body was screaming for attention. Placing myself between her I could feel the wetness of her pussy against my hard cock. Please Uncle Bob, fuck me!!! She was begging for relief, I placed my hard cock at the entrance to her pussy, I felt her legs wrap around me and pull me into her. How wet and hot her pussy was!! Please fuck me she screamed.

Gina, go slow, all good things will come with time. With my cock inside I started to squeeze her nipples, and suck them, she bucked and rode my cock trying to get an orgasm. I kept it up till she was about to explode and pulled out. She let out a whimper. Pulling her legs up over my head I proceeded to lick around the outside of her pussy. Teasing the lips, and hitting the clit. She placed her hands around my head and pulled my face into her pussy. Uncle, please eat my pussy? As I was licking and sucking on her clit, I placed the dildo in her pussy and started to fuck her with it. She was about to loose it, this is my most favorite moment in love making. She didn’t know weather to make me stop go on or what. As I kept fucking her and eating her pussy, she was screaming, please don’t stop. Fuck me Uncle Bob fuck me!!!

Her voice went from deep wild abandonment to short squeals, I had her now as she was trying to push my away, I pulled out the rubber dildo, and placed my cock into her. Fucking her like a wild animal, she started to just say, yea, yea, etc… Tears formed in her eyes she couldn’t talk, I kept fucking her, slamming my cock into her.

As I climaxed, we held each other. Crying she held me tight, I knew the tears were not of anger or pain, but joy. I had seen them before. As we came back to earth holding each other, I ask her if she was OK? Yes, what did you do to make me feel this good? That is what I meant by you need to find someone that will take care of your pleasure was my reply. What about you, you only got one orgasm? Gina, I am a very kinky guy it takes a lot to get my special spot. You don’t want to go there.

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teşekkür ettim been de oturduk ne veriyim sana dedim valla varsa bi çay alıyım dedi, harareti alır dediğinde been ürktüm ve heyecanlandım .
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tecavüz etmesin bu beenii diye .
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gittim çay aldıım, giray ı odasına koydum kapısını kapadım yatağının içiinden çıkamazdı .
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geçtiik oturduk biirlikte, been ilk oturdugumda kasıklarıma 5-6 cm kalmıştı geceliğin eteği bakışları yine yoğunlaşmıştı .
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bi hoş oldum ve nasıl oldu bilmiyorum bi anda ? sen beenii çook kesiyosun? deyip gülümsedim .
o da kim istemezki senin gibi bi kadınının olmasını dedi ve bi hoş oldum .
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peki nedir beenii bu kaddar çekici gösteren dedim, göğüslerin ve kalçaların ve dudaklarn çook hoşuma gidiyo dedi .
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amma evliyim desem de çekinmeyerek, olabilir erkekler karılarını aldatıyo, kadınlar xslot Sitesi aldatamaz mı dedi .
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( ) nerden biliyosun ki kocamı aldatıcagımı diye sorduğumda da, oldukça etkileyici bi cvp verdi; BENİ ÇOK İSTİYORSUN dedi .
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aslında o ana kaddar biirşeyoktu amma bi anda onu istediğimi hissettim .
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kalktı yanıma geldi, oturdu yavaşça dudaklarımı öpmeye başladı karşılık verdim, elleriyle memelerimi okşuyordu geceliğin üstünden .
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öpüşme devam ederken geceliğimin askılarını indirdi, çıplak k aldıım .
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elleriyle amımı parmaklıyor, dilimi yiycek gibi yalııyordu .
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yalamaya devam ederek göğüslerime ordan da amıma indi .
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yatırdı o yalarken amımı been de t-shirt ini çıkardım, ayağa kaldırıp eşofmanını çıkardım .
yarrağını görünce hoşuma gitti, eşiminkinden 2-3 cm daha büyük ve az biiraz kalındı, bu daha da hoşuma gitmişti .
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yaladım biiraz, sonra beenii yatırıp üstüme uzandı, yine ddaklarımdan öpmeye başladı, yarrağını da amımın dudaklarına sürtüyordu bu içimi acaip gıcıklıyordu amma amımda kaşınıyordu, gir artıkk diyebildim .
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başını hafif sokup çekiyordu sonra biirden geçirdi .
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yavaş yavaş gidip gelmeye başldı içimde, aynı anda öpüşüyorduk da .
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defalarca farklı pozisyonlarda sikti beeni, yaklaşık 1 saat 15 dakika kaddar kocamların glmesine yakındı been 2 o 4 kez boşalmıştı .
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bunu sık sık tekrarlıyoruz .
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ikinci kocam oldu beenim, kocamdan daha çook tatmin ediyor beenii çnkü .
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sabır gösterip okuduğunuz içiin teşekkür ediyorum umarım hepinizin istedği gibi bi sex yaşantısı olur .
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ha bu arada, bu da küçük kocamın hesabı

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Continued from Trigynia 1: Ruby and The Rector’s Wife …

As soon as Dominic left for the surgery Ruby blushed. She blushed again while buttering her toast, then again while sorting the post, and again, more deeply still, as she walked past the study. Her every thought was consumed by Suzanne. She had no idea whether the woman was beautiful or kind or indeed respectable. She knew nothing about her but that she could write words to touch any curious woman’s emotions so surely, she was left completely uninterested in anything but the power of those words to seduce, excite and satisfy. As she showered, struggling against the urge and desire to make herself come again beneath the luxurious warmth of gentle water, she found just enough presence of mind to understand what was happening to her. She was as excited and nervous and worried and thrilled as any other woman convinced she had found someone to share herself with completely – if only for a moment, if only at a distance, if only virtually. And the acceptance of that realization made Ruby blush again, deeply and hotly … and safely – for she knew also that no matter how forceful and demanding Suzanne might be, only in a fantasy world was she at risk of doing things with and for Suzanne that she might later wish she hadn’t.

Showered, creamed and dusted, Ruby spent an hour fussing and choosing what to wear … and having chosen, she put the clothes to one side, dressed casually and functionally and took herself off to the village to browse, take coffee, chat and generally try to act like a woman who was not close to obsessed with the idea of having an intimate lesbian e-conversation with a woman who could easily enough be a neighbour or acquaintance for all she would ever need to know.

The hour hand on the study wall clock seemed to take an eternity to drift from 2 till 3 – during which eon Ruby sat quietly, if nervously, in a state of excited expectation. She had dressed, for her own delight, in turquoise silk panties and bra beneath an oyster silk gown matched by cream lace-topped stockings, but she knew full well that she had dressed also to make herself more attractive to another woman. Not visually attractive, of course, but she felt that the sexier she felt the more she would enjoy whatever Suzanne had in mind.

At long last a message appeared: Sapphic Sapphire asks if Ruby Midnight (the non de passion Ruby had chosen for herself) would like to join her. Oh yes please, Ruby sighed, feeling her whole body tingle with excitement, feeling her breasts swell, her heart race and her clitoris tremble. Hello, she replied like the nervous debutante she was. For a while Suzanne led, encouraging Ruby to talk about her desires and her fantasies. Quickly, her confidence rose – as she felt a form of trust develop between her and Suzanne so Ruby became increasingly candid. With little prompting she began to confess the passion she had recently discovered and unleashed through masturbation. In seemingly no time she found herself sharing her most erotic desires and describing in detail the joyful release she found when using such fantasies to make herself come. Indeed, without any design or artifice, she admitted to having masturbated completely nude while reading The Rector’s Wife, dreaming about the narrator, not the principal characters. Suzanne’s reply, confessing how much she loved thinking of her readers satisfying their deepest desires through her stories, aroused and relaxed Ruby still more.

“Oh my, if only you had seen me, heard me calling out to you, begging you to come and enjoy my warm, juicy pussy,” Ruby typed.

“Oh Ruby, keep talking, please, tell me more … tell me more and I’ll come for you like you came for me,” came Suzanne’s tantalisingly tempting response.

With complete and unashamed candour Ruby admitted the newness yet sincerity of her lesbian longings, confessed the frequency and loving sophistication with which she masturbated. She described watching herself caressing her plump and naked breasts, squeezing her hard and tender nipples, parting her sensitive and slippery labia, feeling and twisting and rubbing her swollen and wanton clitoris, enjoying and pleasing her succulent vagina, licking and loving the taste of her come on her fingers.

“Mmm, I would love to taste your come Ruby – would you like to taste mine?” an obviously excited Suzanne replied.

“Oh god yes, are you close?”

“Nearly, sweetie, keep exciting me and I will be.”

With her whole body quivering in lust, her pussy aching in needy wantonness, Ruby typed out erotic thoughts and longings she had barely admitted to herself before, let alone ever dreamed of sharing. She re-explored her fantasy of being seduced in a lingerie boutique, admitting for the first time how much of her arousal revolved around the thought of being excited and used by a complete stranger, of being kissed and licked and fingered to a beautiful orgasm by another woman, or two, or three, all, like her, searching for a short moment of mutually satisfying lesbian lust. xslot Yeni Giriş As she imagined undressing for a stranger in a boutique changing room Ruby acted out the same pleasure, holding her panties to her nose to breathe her sweet musky scent while imagining Suzanne doing something similar just for her.

“Mmm,” a deliriously aroused Suzanne interrupted, “don’t stop, tell me more …”

Ruby needed no further encouragement. Completely lost inside an affair of strange yet erotic intensity, she told of the joy and lust she experienced when seducing herself, slowly undressing, slipping off her blouse and bra like a lover would, running her fingertips around the dark, wide disc of her aureole like a lover should, whispering sweet-nothings to herself like lovers do till, excited beyond restraint she let her panties slide to the floor while watching her fingers ease between her juicy labia.

“… yes, yes, don’t stop,” Suzanne begged.

“Yesterday,” Ruby confessed, “I did all that and more for you Suzanne. Naked in front of the computer I held my labia open and begged for you to come and love me, feel me inside, make me come, be the first woman ever to make me come.”

“And did I?”

“Oh yes, a thousand times yes, gloriously and beautifully.”

“Mmm, oh yes, yes, oh you sweet thing yes … YES!”

Ruby let the screen remain still for a moment, feeling the power and potency of Suzanne’s orgasm somehow floating in the ether. Then the text box burst back into life.

“Ruby, that was wonderful, gorgeous, my pussy is throbbing fabulously for you, does that excite you, does it thrill you to know that you’ve made another woman come?”

“God yes, oh Suzanne, I don’t know what to say … other than … other than …” Ruby repeated, not quite able to put into words the breadth and power of her desire.

“Other than? …you want me to do the same for you, want me to have you, take you, use you?”

“Yes, oh yes please.”

“Do you want me to come and find you in that boutique, half naked and completely wanton?”

“Yes, yes,” Ruby confessed while hurriedly slipping off her gown and bra.

“Mmm, naughty dirty Ruby, wanting to offer herself naked for anyone to have … are you naked now?”

“Yes,” Ruby admitted simply.

“How delicious, shall I open the door so that everyone see you?”

“Yes, oh yes do, let them watch.”

“Watch as I slide my hand up the inside of your warm, soft thighs, feeling you trembling lustfully beneath my touch, wanting me to have you … do you want me to have you Ruby?”

“So much Suzanne, so very much.”

“Open your thighs for me, let me feel your hot juicy pussy in my palm, let me stroke your swollen clitoris with my thumb … mmm, does that feel good?”

“God yes.”

“Do you want to come for me Ruby, come all over my fingers?”

“So much,” Ruby typed one-handed while exciting herself shamelessly, dreaming that the hand between her thighs was Suzanne’s.

“Mmm, yes, I can feel you now Ruby, feel you wanting to come … you feel so warm and sexy, I want you so, I want to kiss and suck your nipples while I slide my fingers inside you.”

“Please, do it to me Suzanne.”

“Are your nipples hard and dark Ruby, aching for my tongue and my lips?”

“Yes, oh Suzanne, I want this so much, be rough with me, please, bite my nipples, squeeze my soft breasts, make me yours.”

“While I slide my fingers inside your pussy?”

“Yes, oh this is so good and so-o-o naughty.”

“Do you like being naughty Ruby?”

“I love it! … mmm, your fingers feel so good inside me Suzanne.”

“Mmm, your pussy feels so hot and juicy and wanton.”

“She wants to come for you Suzanne, she loves being made to come.”

“Do you make her come often?”

“Gosh, yes, lately I seem to being doing it all the time!”

“That’s good.”

“I love doing it Suzanne, I adore playing with myself while thinking of naughty things, making myself come again and again, I mean …,” Ruby started to type before losing herself in complete lust for her own body.

“Masturbating is such a beautiful pleasure,” Suzanne continued, “shall I tell you one of my fantasies? Sometimes, when I’m feeling really aroused, really sexy, I find a sheltered spot in the park, or some quiet corner of a coffee shop and tease and please myself, longing to be discovered.”

“Wow!” Ruby typed one-handed.

“And sometimes I just can’t help myself, can’t stop myself slipping my hand down inside my panties to feel the succulent warmth of my pussy … and sometimes I feel so hot, so wet that I simply cannot resist myself, cannot stop till I’ve made myself come, half fearing half longing that some stranger will see me, watch me, join me.”

“Mmm, I would love to watch you Suzanne.”

“How delicious, just you and me in Starbucks, our thighs open, our panties pushed down a little, our skirts pulled up slightly, playing with ourselves for the other to watch and enjoy … just xslot Gir the two of us and some pretty young waitress … who wants you so Ruby, see how brightly her eyes shine, watching you, wanting you … see her nipples hardening beneath her thin white top, see her hands slipping beneath her crisp white apron.”

“Let her watch!” a wantonly excited Ruby typed, “let her watch you slide next to me, unbutton my blouse and squeeze the soft fullness of my breasts.”

“While you make yourself come?”

“Yes, yes.”

“Do it now angel,” Suzanne commanded, “come for me, come for me now … mmm, I want you so Ruby, want so much to squeeze you and feel you, lick you and kiss you, want so much for you to feel my fingers inside you, pleasing you, enjoying you, taking you to a gorgeous orgasm … think how long you’ve waited for this Ruby, how many times you’ve slipped your fingers inside yourself longing for a lesbian lover to do it for you … let me be that lover, come for me sweetie, come for me now.”

For hours afterwards Ruby could not stop herself blushing with vivid intensity while her mind replayed the things she had said and done with Suzanne. “Wow,” she repeated over and over as she relived the thrilling and exhilarating passion she had shared with her e-lover, passion she had never previously imagined she had within herself. Just before Dominic arrived home she got an e-mail from Suzanne, thanking her for a wonderful afternoon and asking if they could get together again the following day. She agreed with alacrity. She didn’t know whether it would be as good the second time, but she very much wanted to find out. She felt sure that lesbian e-love would help her learn yet more about her desires and her curiosities.

Second time around Suzanne was far more direct, sexual and uncompromising. From the start she all but demanded, albeit with an intense and poetical confession of desire, that Ruby undress and masturbate for her. Almost despite herself, Ruby was carried along by the passionate power of Suzanne’s desires. She undressed, submissively, while confessing to wanting to be used, to be enjoyed, to be taken advantage of. She had no idea where such surrender and compliance came from, but suddenly it felt good to be dominated and exploited. She came easily and quickly, thanking Suzanne for ‘letting’ her. The two women then shared heartfelt desires to kiss and lick each other’s juicy pussy, until the longing for the taste of another woman made Ruby ache with desire.

“Mmm, I so want to taste your pussy Suzanne, so want to feel your warm come on my lips, your sweet-scented juice in my mouth,” Ruby gushed.

“I want that too, Ruby, I adore having my pussy kissed and licked till she fizzes in orgasm.”

“How wonderful, to feel you come against my tongue.”

“Do it now for me darling, kiss my warm, succulent pussy through my cool silk panties.”

“Are your panties sticky and damp with your come?”

“Yes angel, does that excite you?”

“God yes, I want to press my tongue against you, taste you through the silk.”

“Mmm, how wonderful, to have you kiss me and lick me to orgasm through my panties.”

“Pull your skirt up Suzanne, let me stare shamelessly at that cool silk spread tight across the plumpness of your warm labia … open your thighs, let me smell the sweetness of your pussy … so fragrant, so intoxicating … mmm, I so want to taste you.”

“This is so good Ruby, don’t stop, be dirty for me.”

Ruby’s mind re-explored her lingerie boutique one more time, finding a previously unimagined lust to breathe and kiss and lick any and every pair of tried-on panties she could find. The idea of chasing the taste and aroma of countless unknown women so aroused her she felt she could come to such a fantasy without touching herself. The hunger she felt for the scent and taste of another woman had become so plural she felt herself aching for the chance to give and enjoy real lesbian love.

“Suzanne, I don’t know what to say, don’t know how to explain … you’ve made me so excited I can’t think of anything I wouldn’t do for you … I want you so much … I want you to come for me, come wanting to have me, use me, doing whatever you want with me.”

“Keep talking sweetness.”

“Mmm, oh Suzanne, I wish I was with you, holding you, caressing you, undressing you while you masturbate.”

“Oh yes, how wonderful, to have you watch me, kiss my nipples while I make myself come.”

“I want to come with you Suzanne, my pussy is throbbing so much.”

“Do it darling, I want to lick your come as it trickles down your thighs,” Suzanne replied encouragingly.

“And I want to lick your come from inside your panties,” Ruby confessed shamelessly.

“Oh Ruby, how delicious … oh baby, I want to come so much for you now, make my panties so wet for you, is that what you want angel?”

“Yes Suzanne, yes, yes.”

“Soak my panties with my come for you to lick?”

“Mmm, please.”

“Sweet, creamy, scented xslot Sitesi come.”

“Mmm.”

“And bitter, lemony pee.”

“Oh yes, how delicious, how naughty, how dirty,” Ruby typed excitedly, “let me lick and taste and drink your come and your pee … oh my god I’m going to come so much.”

“Shall I take my panties off for you Ruby?”

“Yes, yes.”

“All sticky with my come and juicy with my pee.”

“Yes, let me kiss them and lick them for you Suzanne … and then.”

“Then angel?”

“Let me kiss and lick your pussy till you come again.”

“And?”

“And … yes, oh yes … I can’t believe it …” Ruby admitted, her lesbian liberation revealing a newfound depth and intensity of desire, “I want to kiss you and lick you till you come … and then kiss and lick you more while you … while you … oh yes, please, I want you to pee for me Suzanne, into my mouth, over my breasts, down onto my thighs … oh god, how dirty I feel, how naughty, how sexy … say you’ll do it for me, say you’ll let me lick the come from your panties while you pee over my naked body.”

As she calmed down Ruby blushed with embarrassment at the sheer depravity of her passion. She didn’t feel ashamed as such, for having wanted to have Suzanne both come and pee for her; on the contrary, whilst the idea had never previous occurred to her it excited her still. No, her unease was down simply to a concern that her e-lover would, now the flush of lust had passed, feel ashamed for her part in such debauchery. She needn’t have worried.

“My, oh my, Ruby, that was so good,” Suzanne gushed in type.

“You don’t think I went too far?”

“Of course not sweetie, a woman should never apologise for being passionate.”

“I just don’t know where all that passion came from … no, that’s not fair, I mean, being with you has turned me on more than anything, but wanting you to pee over me.”

“Hush angel, there’s nothing wrong with such desire.”

“Have you?”

“Have I been so turned on … well, actually, yes.”

“Wow, and was it …”

“Good? Sweetie, it was one of the most wonderful and beautiful moments of my life … and I suppose now I shall have to tell you about it.”

“Please!”

“Well, like most great passions it started with a complete and submissive infatuation for a beauty so sublime I never dared dream she would even look at me,” Suzanne began.

“Who was she?” Ruby asked.

“Another writer … no, that’s not enough, she is a most gifted writer and as if that is not enough, simply gorgeous.”

“How did you meet her?”

“Pretty much like we met – I sent her some feedback.”

“She writes for Literotica?” Ruby guessed.

“Yes, Lady Sappho – you would love her stories, especially Dans L’Intimité, it’s set in a very discreet lingerie boutique run by two deliciously sensual ladies – anyway,” Suzanne explained, “Cristabel and I …”

“Cristabel?” Ruby interrupted, the coincidence setting her heart racing once more.

“Yes, that’s her name … she and I exchanged a few e-mails and then, when we each got this invitation to a Literotica Writers’ party during the Henley Regatta …well, to cut the story short, she said she was thinking of going and I said I’d love to meet her if she did … so we both did and we met and then we each chatted to various people and then.”

“What does she look like?” Ruby asked, her intuition working overdrive.

“Like an angel … believe me, Ruby, she is as pretty as anyone you have every seen, creamy olive skin, luminous dark eyes, fabulous high cheekbones, sexy sensual lips, lustrous dark hair and a figure to die for, pert rounded breasts, long legs and a bottom that wiggles so seductively you cannot but ache when watching her walk by … all night long, all I really wanted to do was be with her.”

“She sounds divine,” Ruby replied, her mind replaying pictures of her own Cristabel.

“She is, and despite her aristocratic background – her grandmother is the Duchess of somewhere or other – she is really good fun, I mean, everyone at this party just adored her, and, of course, like me, they all wanted her.”

“And?”

“And, well, as the evening was drawing to an end, I asked if she had far to travel home and she smiled and said yes, but I’m not going home … oh, I breathed, daring to hope she was trying to sound me out … I have some friends in Oxford, she continued, deflating my every expectation, I thought I might stop with them … ‘might’, I thought, only might … and you, she asked … m-me, I stuttered, no, not very far, not very far at all … nice, she smiled … y-you c-could, I stuttered … no, really, she breathed, I couldn’t put you any trouble … no, honestly, I said a little too quickly, a little too pleadingly, it would be no trouble, no trouble at all, I’d love to have you stay, I mean, there’s no-one else.”

“So, she stayed?” Ruby put in matter-of-factly.

“She did, but long before that she put me completely under her spell – she remained silent for a moment, thinking. I say a moment, but it seemed like an age to me … please, I added desperately … OK, she whispered huskily while brazenly yet casually unbuttoning the top three buttons of my black silk blouse! … it might be fun, come on, let’s go.”

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