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On the Plain (KOI 14)

Columbia. Summer and Fall, 1974. And Winter and Spring, 1975. And so on.

Strangely enough, learning that Danny and Candi’s secret recreational habits matched our own did not foster an immediate desire to swap hobbyists’ credentials and start work on mutual, fun projects. Some formal social awkwardness seemed to be at play, a set of rules regarding privacy that had not obtained in the earlier, chance encounters that Becca and I had wandered into together.

I was fairly keen to further explore the erotic potentials of Danny’s monkey wife. (Okay, so maybe I was simply a randy 23-year-old, just becoming aware of the unique appeal of “teenagers” — she was 19, now — from my newly-mature perspective.)

But, truth to tell, my earlier trysts with Candi had been enhanced by my impression that I was engaging in an intrigue. Somehow the knowledge that Danny might not mind such trespasses so much took some edge off any anticipation of his girl.

And paradoxically, there was the introduction of guilt. Or rather, the introduction of the possibility of being found out! If Becca and I tipped our hands in the other couple’s direction, wouldn’t my earlier tricks with Candi become general knowledge? My behind-the-back stuff, my betrayal of Danny’s friendship?

And while Becca and I had maintained an “open relationship” outside our coupling, she rarely discussed her dates away from me and I never told her anything about what I was doing. The mysterious others we might take on for a weekend, or three, were threatening: possible — no, probable! — rivals. We thought as little about each other’s bagatelles as we could. But the earlier stuff between Candi and me might bring Becca’s latent jealousy, if any, out into the open. Not to mention the potential ill effect on my friendship with Danny.

I was distrustful of Candi’s discretion in such matters. What if she slipped? It wouldn’t be beyond her to say something stupid.

Becca, for her part, suddenly experienced a bunch of emotions similar to those of people more inclined to conventional sexual relationships. She’d known Danny for years, and while he’d had a window of opportunity for a while, she wasn’t sure she wanted to fuck him now. Sure, he was desirable, in a long-haired, rough-and-tumble way. But her friendship with Danny had been maintained for so long outside the perceived possibility of rough-and-tumble, it required a significant realignment of her feminine sensibilities toward him before she could even think of such interaction.

Finally, there was consideration of our four-way compatibility with Dannycandi. It took us some years beyond college to get a fix on this aspect of our generally accommodating natures. Eventually, we determined that it was next to impossible to wet up for people we didn’t like personally, though opinions regarding virtual strangers might be waived on occasions of general riot.

And the compatibility had to be “four- (or six- or eight-) way.” My or Becca’s serious karaköprü escort dislike of any same-sex member of our pod would lead to a tacit rebellion against any further engagement. My knowledge of Becca’s dislike for another’s husband would spoil any enjoyment I might take in his wife… at least, if we were engaging as a foursome.

And Becca wasn’t sure she wanted Danny, and she wasn’t sure she really liked Candi. And she wasn’t sure she liked the idea that I might like Candi. And she wasn’t sure I was telling the truth when I said I didn’t mind the idea of her and Danny. And I wasn’t all that sure about any of it, myself.

Once we were cast out of the Paradise of Southern Illinois, Becca and I found our unconventional sex life turning complicated.

So, deciding what we’d do with our knowledge of Danny and Candi’s swinging put us, as a couple, in the sort of comic quandary commonly associated with the “singles” situation. Did we really want to know Dannycandi “better?” What if they no longer swung? What if they were embarrassed about their premarital swinging? Would bringing up that stuff jeopardize our friendship? What if we came on to Dannycandi (assuming we really wanted to), and they turned us down? We’d look like fools!

Gary was no help. All he knew was that Danny and Candi had turned up at Joe and Judy’s place twice in the summer before we’d linked up with the Sieberts. They were there on the introduction of some absent acquaintance of the group that Gary had never met, some guy from Candi’s native Kansas City.

“‘Don Holmes?'” I asked Gary.

“Some name like that,” said Gary.

Well, there was one connection made.

Gary recalled that Danny and Candi’s behavior on the weekends in question was sort of like mine and Becca’s. Danny seemed bemused by it all, kind of quiet and awkward. Candi was way more outgoing.

How or why Danny and Candi had eventually turned up on Joe and Judy’s circuit hadn’t been something for Gary to inquire about. And that was the fullest extent of Gary’s knowledge. I didn’t want to compare notes with him about Candi’s performance.

So we didn’t even have any background on which to speculate how Danny and Candi lay, in the present, though we knew a little about whom they’d laid two years earlier.

We did know that Don and Dena Holmes had been regular weekend visitors at Dannycandi’s trailer, the previous year.

That was enough to go on, I finally decided. After two weeks and a couple of strange nights of cribbage and beer with Danny and Candi, Becca had resolved that Candi was she guessed okay and that Danny would be interesting, or at least funny, in bed.

“You talk to them about it,” she ordered me.

I reckoned I would. I took the route of least resistance (based on past experience), hoping as well to quash the nagging doubt about Candi’s discretion. I got Candi by herself and said something, like,

“Did you know Becca and I know Judy and Joe Wilson?”

“Who?” karatay escort went Candi.

“Those guys in Illinois. You know, you and Danny spent some weekends there a couple of years ago.”

“Oh,” Candi’s mouth was dropped open, though not in any sort of surprise. Sometimes Candi could be sort of slow.

“OH!” Candi’s eyes brightened, and she laughed in a conversational way. “Oh, migod!”

“So, anyway.” This was suddenly getting difficult. “So anyway, Becca and I were wondering if maybe, you and Danny, you would want maybe, to have a, go on a…”

Candi hugged me like a show business veteran.

“I don’t know,” she said. “I mean, I know. I’ll talk to Danny about it.”

“Uh, don’ttellhimabout… you know… us,” I blurted out, chickenheartedly.

“God, no!” Candi said. “That was cheating!”

*****

Danny was genuinely perplexed the next time Becca and I ran into him.

“You, too, huh?” he mumbled.

“Uhh… ‘ last four years,” I replied.

“Strange world,” Danny shrugged. Then his face broke into an embarrassed, involuntary leer.

So, for the last month before they left for California, we were into the same sort of domestic scene with Danny and Candi that we’d found ourselves in with Gary and Sherrie. It was a little more ticklish at first, they not being family and all. And it was sloppier, too, Candi not having Sherrie’s talents and Danny working with an overhang of backwoods Baptist guilt disguised as mordant diffidence. Most of our stuff happened in separate rooms, that summer. It was a different story six months later, after the couple returned from California.

It turned out that the pairing of Danny and Candi had never been entirely separate from swinging, though the two of them had settled down to just the occasional weekend with Don and Dena once Danny married Candi and moved her to Columbia.

Don and Candi were old… friends, from the ad hoc Loose Park love-ins of 1970. Candi was a stereotypically troubled hippie chick at the time. Stowed somewhere under several creeps’ beds in Lee’s Summit, there were a couple of nasty snapshots of her from those days. Don had met Danny in ’71, while both were working on the summer construction project contracted by Don’s father. Don introduced Candi to Dan without expecting more than manly wham-bam and subsequent beery comparison and contrast of experiences. But Danny had gotten to know Candi under blitzkrieg conditions in some runaway basements during their briefest of flings with hashish and amphetamine, and he got carried away.

The hash and speed business seemed to explain a lot, to Becca.

Our get-togethers in July weren’t all so drab as you might expect.

Dannycandi’s little house wasn’t built for privacy, and the door to their dark, single bedroom was, for all practical purposes, open to their living room. The living room’s sofa sleeper was unfolded before our arrivals, though its sheets were seldom fresh. Dannycandi’s karesi escort place was well-shaded, but not air conditioned. Three window fans provided an industrial-zoned background hum to our dates, white noise that failed to drown out the snap and snicker of our hours-long horsing.

The customary sex-and-bacon odor of their home added a perverse charm to the setting. The lack of air conditioning actually helped my fever along, even as it contributed to some chafing. Candi was as eager-bodied as ever, and the summer sun had brought back her tan, seeming even to darken her nethermost regions, though the contrast of her young greybrown breasts against her dark shoulders and midriff added a soupcon of trash to the presentation of her body. Her sweaty black muff floated on a greywhite background of ghost-panty, and Candi took my tongue into her slit as long as it could work. The smell! Far from being disgusting, it called for further tasting, taste of sweat and smarm and the mucous curd of prolonged lovemaking. We’d finish, for a while, in the living room, and lie listening to Danny and Becca at work next door to us. There would be low activity there, but the noises and the smells would eventually drive us back into one another’s loins, grinding louder, happier, more fully, within our sweet brown reek.

Nineteen-year-old monkeygirls weren’t as exhausting then as they seem to be to me these days. But maybe you couldn’t tell so from Danny’s condition, that summer.

Danny’s problem wasn’t as devastating as it sometimes can get, but it occurred often enough you’d have thought someone, Don and Dena if no more objective counselors, would have suggested the obvious solutions. But it was up to my fiancee Becca, the quondam Recreation major, to speak to Danny’s condition and prescribe the most direct forms of relief.

“I don’t care about your state of mind, right now,” she’s reported to have told Danny. “If you’re going to be like this all night, you can just strap this on.”

Sherrie and Gary’s molded latex tubing had provided Becca and me with a lark, during our first pre-honeymoon days in Columbia. The clip-on sheath was little more than two inches long, but its knobbly relief pattern, faintly depicting something like coupling ferrets or otters, provided excellent friction at more than all the right spots. Becca’s normally orgasmic enough au natural; The Tube could turn things right out onto the edge. The two of us used it with the respect due any serious psychotropic agent. I was in fact a little leery of the cumulative effect of the thing.

But I could understand Becca’s point, with Danny. A red beard tangling in your darkling muff as a nicotine-tinged lip lunges over your clit — well, it must start to get scratchy after the first ten minutes. When Danny was “on,” he was good playing around about Becca’s bed. But if he was “on,” Becca figured, he could also play around on top.

And during his frequent bad moods Danny had the tendency to, literally, just suck. With fluffing, his large member would half-inflate, but even the most patient recreation counselor could have a difficult time coaxing it to a serviceable posture. And Becca, though very kind, is not especially patient.

So, on the morning Danny left with his wife for California, he left with a new toy.

*****

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We had talked about having a threesome/moresome, but we’d never had the courage to ask anybody. So when we’d had a few too many drinks at the bar and our new friends, two juniors in college, had been telling us about their new apartment I suggested they show it to us. My wife said, “Yes, let’s!” a little too enthusiastically, and they agreed in an innocent, friendly manner. The next thing we knew we were walking up the last flight of stairs and entering their small but cozy student apartment.

It was laid out with the typical student accoutrements (a big screen TV and impressive sound system), but we nodded politely as they gave us the quick tour. In the kitchenette they had a full bottle of tequila beside a half-empty bottle of rum, and my wife and I smiled sideways at each other. This was going to be a fun night.

“I bet that sound system gets some good bass,” she said. “Let’s try it out!” They went back to the living room to get it started and we followed, but not before my wife swiped the tequila. She opened the it as they fiddled with the sound system and took four or five gulps right from the bottle. Then she closed it back up and set it aside just as the music came on. It was Techno, but not the frenetic, heart-attack-inducing stuff; it was medium-light with a solid, slow beat. My wife moaned, “Oooh, yeah!” as her hips started rocking to the beat, and she slid her arms sensually up above her head.

I was already sitting in a comfortable, lounging armchair and our two new friends sat down across from me, ready to enjoy some good beats and maybe have a conversation. Little did they know, they were in for the time of their lives. My wife did not sit but shimmeyed to the middle of the room, and all three of us watched her body intently as it swayed and writhed to the rhythm of the music. Her flirtations were all directed at me, but I could tell her exhibitionist side was loving the attention she was getting from the two guys, as evidenced by the significant bulges their trousers couldn’t hide. Every move she made was exaggerated, using her full range of motion, but also smooth and provocative as she thrust out her ass, chest, hips, or hands, turning around and around in an extended bout of sensual dancing.

She wore only a little white spaghetti strap sundress, freehanging from the bustline, with small, colorful flowers all over it, that came up well above her cleavage and down almost to her knees. For a paper-thin dress that hung on her every curve, it was really rather modest. She wore brown stiletto ankle shoes that added about six inches with a big, flashy, brass buckle, and I knew she had a silky black strapless bra on and matching panties. Once when she did a particularly fast twirl with her arms above her head, the hem of her dress flared out and we all caught a glimpse of her gorgeous ass framed by the curved, black line of her panties. She didn’t seem to notice and the next time she twirled like that we all tilted our heads a bit to see more.

The next song was a faster and she took one of the guys buy the hand and pulled him to his feet. She led him in a few cha-chas with a laugh and a slow twirl, then bent over to draw me into the ring as well. As she pulled me out of my seat she inadvertently backed up into the first guy and he reached out to steady her, but only managed to hold on to her swaying hips.

Once she was vertical again I pressed into her from the front and together this guy and I squeezed her between us, letting her dancing body grind against ours. She pressed her back into him as she danced, leaving his hands where they were and raising her arms above her head while the second guy watched from his armchair. After a few minutes my wife reached out for the second guy with both hands and with a smile beckoned him to join us. He took her hands and she cha-cha’d with him for half a dozen steps, brushing me and the first guy with her hips as she shimmyed back and forth.

When she returned to slowly dancing with her hands above her head the three of us pressed in close to feel her body against ours. She rotated slowly, trying not to topple in her stilettos, gyrating her hips and snaking her body to the rhythm of the music. Every time she got her back to me she would grind her ass into my crotch, letting the bulge in my trousers ride right along the cleft in her dress, then keep turning with a churlish grin like nothing had happened.

The next time the music changed I slipped out of the circle to get a shot glass and salt shaker from the kitchenette. When I returned my wife was still dancing with the two guys like nothing had happened. Her eyes were closed and she was lost in the music, absent-mindedly grinding her ass on one or the other’s bulging crotch every few turns. I smiled and watched her enjoy them for a few minutes before loudly saying, “Shots!”

My wife looked up at me in mild surprise, pulled her ass away from the guy she was grinding on, and fixed her dress that had ridden up to let the bottom curve of her ass just start peeking out from underneath. “Yes, shots!” she said inegöl escort breathlessly and placed one hand on each of the guys’ shoulders, letting them trail down their chests to just above the crotch line as she walked over to me.

I put the shot glass and salt shaker down beside the tequila and pulled my shirt off with one smooth motion. “Take ’em off, boys!” I said cockily, “She’ll do shots right off your chest.” I smiled, they followed suit in stunned surprise, and my wife gave me a sly, wry grin, biting her lip in feigned chagrin. She had never done shots off of anyone as far as I knew, but as I suspected she’d had enough to drink that she was willing to try anything. Without breaking eye contact she licked from my ribs up to my neck and salted the line. Then she licked it again and downed the tequila shot I handed her.

Both guys cheered and she turned toward them with empty shot glass raised, dipping a little at the knees in acceptance of their praise. I led her with a hand in the small of her back over to the first guy, her hips swaying with her small steps in those high stiletto heels. When she bent over to lick his chest as well, she inadvertently went a little farther down than she had on me and licked from his navel up to his ribs. Then, with a sultry wink up at him she salted, licked again, and downed the shot, standing triumphantly once more.

With a giggle she turned to the second guy, but she stumbled as she stepped toward him. She caught herself on his belt buckle and he froze as she sank down to her knees, using a hand on the ground and a hand on his pants to steady herself. She giggled a, “What did I even trip on?!” and raised her head back up to the level of his crotch. We all had hardons from dancing with her and she had pulled the front of his pants down low enough that we could just see the base of his rock hard shaft. Seemingly without noticing she licked from the top of his pubic hair up to his navel, and I wondered if she knew her fingers were laying against his manhood.

She proceeded to salt him, lick him again, and take the shot I handed her, downing it as she pulled herself up on the front of his trousers. All three of us helped her up, and once she was standing again she strutted over to the tequila bottle and upended the empty shot glass beside it. Then she danced back toward the three of us, arms raised above her head, taking tiny steps in those high heels and swaying her hips to the music.

The guys were enamored with her, watching her every move with rapt attention. I was determined to have them inside her by the end of the night, but I knew I had to acclimatize her to the situation, going slowly so she wouldn’t be afraid or embarrassed. “Hey, we’ve got our shirts off, but you’ve still got yours on!” I said sarcastically, “How is that fair?”

She looked at me with a teasing look and said, “You just want me to take my top off.” I shrugged and nodded. She smiled mischeviously and said, “Is that a dare?” I shrugged and nodded again, chuckling.

“We’ll all take a shot if you do,” I said, upping the ante.

“Deal,” she said, and reached behind her back to unclasp her bra. Then she unhooked the straps from her arms, reached between her cleavage, and pulled it out without ever giving us a glimpse of what it previously contained. Then with sticking her tongue out at me in comical defiance, she tossed the bra in a corner and went back to dancing.

I came up behind her and slid my hands up her sides to her shoulders, trapping her arms above her head. “We still have to do our shots,” I said. She wrapped her arms around my neck and murmured her agreement. Then I pulled the hem of her dress up to her bust line, exposing her bare, swaying skin from her ribs down to her ankles, broken only by the thin line of her black silk panties.

“Grab her hips and give her a lick,” I told the first guy, “Wherever you want.” He wasted no time in kneeling in front of her and laying his hands along her hips. He tentatively licked from her panty line up to her navel before salting, and when he saw me smiling and nodding he dipped his tongue down behind her panties for his second lick. She giggled and pressed back against me, wriggling like it tickled and smiling like she enjoyed it.

After he stood up and took his tequila shot I spun my wife around to face me. My hands guided her shoulders down to my waist, and she started kissing at the skin above my belt line. Then I slid her dress up past her bra tan line, exposing her ass pushed out toward the second guy. Her panties only covered half of her ass before, and now they slid up to reveal both beautiful cheeks to the guy stepping up behind her.

“Grab her hips and give her a lick,” I told the second guy, “Wherever you want.” He placed his hands on the sides of her ass, revelling in the sensation for a moment before bending over her and licking straight up the middle of her back. She giggled playfully under me, and I held her gently until he had finished salting, licking again, and turning to get his ipekyolu escort tequila shot.

She stood up again, shaking out the sensation down her whole body, and bit her lower lip with a shy smile. “My turn,” I said and pressed my body against hers, kissing her neck. She took a half step back into the waiting arms of the second guy and rolled her head back to rest on his shoulder. My arms wandered innocently up her arms, then hooked her dress straps and slid them down her arms taking her dress with them. By the time I had gotten them past her hands the top of her dress had peeled down to her ribs, letting her naked breasts spill out into the warm air.

With a gasp she instinctively covered her breasts with her hands, but before she could do anything else I grabbed her firmly by the hips and ran my tongue between her breasts, clear up to her clavicle. She opened her mouth wide in astonishment and let out a soft peal of incredulous laughter at my audacity, then thrust her chest forward and waited for me to salt and lick again. After salting her tits I placed my mouth at the base of her sternum between her breasts and poured the tequila shot down her chest, eagerly lapping up the salty liquid as it trickled down to me. She let out an “Ooooh,” and leaned slightly forward into my mouth. Her fingers relaxed and all three of us glimpsed her nipples through the gaps.

Once I had thoroughly cleaned off her chest with my tongue I pulled the top of her dress back up, making sure to tuck her straps in as I did so. She didn’t seem to notice, and when she was covered again she leaned in and kissed me deeply on the lips before turning away to start dancing again. The way she was grinding her legs together and smiling and giggling to herself, I could tell she was really horny and would definitely beg me to fuck her when we got home. But I had other plans.

Now as we danced I made a point of running my hands up and down her body, kneeling all the way down to the floor to tickle her ankles before coming back up. On the way down I would ride my hands over her dress, but on the way up I would slide my fingers along her legs to her stomach, running them along the inside edge of her panties on my way past. The first few times she slid her hands down her dress to make sure it hadn’t ridden up, but soon she stopped checking.

The next time I slid my hands up her legs, I pulled her skirt up as well and kept my fingers diddling along her panty line. The two guys straddled her bare legs as they danced and watched my fingers work their way down to start fingering her pussy. Her moan told me how just horny she really was, and she thrust out her pelvis to get my fingers deeper into her snatch. Both of the guys chuckled in amazement, still content to watch me finger-bang my wife in front of them.

Soon my other hand was working its way across her ass, slipping under her panties to finger her from behind as well. She cooed at my touch and rotated her hips, sticking out her ass to let my fingers bury themselves inside her wet womanhood. With her eyes closed she leaned toward one of the guys, a few inches from his face with her mouth half open, breathing shallow breaths as she focused on trying to cum on my hand. After a few moments she realised she should probably be dancing and straightened up, starting to move a little but keeping a space for my fingers to continue their work.

She started turning again, rotating as she danced in the middle of our little three-man circle, and my fingers slipped from her pussy to her thighs. I removed my hands and stepped away to let the two guys close in on my wife, which they eagerly did. And no sooner had they replaced my hands on her hips than she grabbed one and shoved it into her pussy. The shocked look on his face made me smile, and he immediately started fingering her with an eager urgency.

The look on her face changed to one of serenity and she leaned forward to grant better access from behind. The second guy quickly slid his hand around her ass and started fingering her as well. I started stroking my hard shaft through my trousers as I watched these two horny guys dry humping my wife’s legs and fingering her pussy from the front and behind.

When I moved back into the circle we all started fingering her as she turned, one at a time, and together we worked her panties down over her ass to her mid-thigh. Her inner thighs glistened with moisture that dripped down from her hungry cunt, begging to be sated by strong, thick cock. I started going up and down as I danced again, running my fingers along her legs and working her panties down to her knees. We kept grabbing her ass and pussy, enjoying the feel of her bare skin until her panties suddenly dropped to her ankles.

She tripped into the first guy and he fell back, landing comforatably in a recliner and catching her bodily on top of him. “I’m sorry,” she laughed, “I tripped again,” and looked into his eyes in a long, happy stare. I took the opportunity to slip her panties off her ankles and toss the into iskenderun escort the corner with her bra before helping her up. She looked around and, not seeing anything that could have made her trip, wrapped her arms around my neck and started slow dancing with me.

“I’m so tipsy,” she whispered.

I whispered back, “I know.” Then swaying with her I grabbed her hips, petting her ass as we danced. “It’ll be ok, just go with it.” She looked up at me and smiled, then nuzzled into my chest in complete security. I held her shoulders and spun her around so she could lean back against me and loop her arms back around my neck as we lazily drifted side to side to the music.

I started kissing her neck and sliding my hands under her dress down her back and between her breasts. She moaned and turned her head to kiss me on the lips, and as she did I slipped her dress down over her tits. Her breasts looked magnificent with her arched back, and both of the guys started stroking their bulges through their trousers. I proceeded to slide her dress down over her hips, and dipped down to the ground and back up as she swayed her naked hips. Now she was completely naked except for her stiletto heels, and I ran my hands lustily over her smooth skin. The two guys stared at her gorgeous naked body swaying a foot in front of their faces, reaching their hands down their pants to stroke their rock hard members.

“Let’s get you to bed,” I said in her ear and took her by the hand to lead her down the hallway. She nodded and muttered in agreement as she let me lead her, swaying her naked hips and taking cute, petite steps in her six inch heels. The two guys followed behind her, eyes riveted to her naked ass as it swayed uncertainly down the hallway. I led her back to the bedroom and she sat down on the edge of the bed.

She lay back almost immediately and let her hands explore her body, skimming over the mounds of her breasts, caressing her smooth hips, and eventually gravitating to her clean shaven pussy. All three of us watched her writhe sleepily for a few moments as she fingered herself on the bed, eyes closed in pleasure, legs parted a little to give access to her nethers. I asked the two guys if they were experienced and their um well’s were all the response I needed.

“Well the first thing you always need to do is make the woman cum,” I instructed, stripping down to my boxers. They did the same and I knelt down at the edge of the bed between my wife’s legs. I showed them where to suck, lick, and nibble before leaning in to give a demonstration. My wife arched her back as I licked in and around her pussy, and started moaning quick shallow breaths when I sucked on her clit. Then pulling away I stood up and turned to the first guy.

“Your turn,” I said with a smile, and he knelt wide-eyed in my place. He cautiously leaned in, giving her folds a tentative lick. She moaned at his touch and rolled her hips back and forth to get more of his tongue. Without any more prompting he pressed his tongue fully into her and began french kissing her pussy lips.

With an “Oh yes!” she grabbed the back of his head and pulled him against her, guiding his face to her pleasure. He instinctively slid his hands up her legs to her thighs and gently caressed her skin as he ate her out with gusto. She arched her back more and cried out, “Oh God, you feel good!” in a breathy, lustful voice. She said it exactly the way she talks to me, and I could tell she thought I was the one eating her out.

I smiled and stroked myself through the thin material of my boxers, watching my wife build quickly to an orgasm. After a few minutes her arms and legs tensed up, and she let out a cry of ecstasy as she came all over the guy’s face. He stood up with a stupid grin on his face, looked at me, and said, “Holy shit.”

I just nodded and chuckled, clapping him on the shoulder and telling him he did a good job. I then proceeded to remove my boxers and tell them about how women can have multiple orgasms if they get aroused again, before climbing onto the bed. I lifted my wife and sat behind her, letting my rock hard cock lay in the small of her back. She lay there happily caressing my legs as I pointed out her nipples and areolas to the guys. They mounted the bed beside her and each took a nipple in their mouths, taking the liberty of feeling up every inch of her body as they sucked on her tits.

She lay there in a drunk, post-orgasmic bliss, and I watched these two guys enjoy her body, taking turns fingering her until she was close to another orgasm. “Ok,” I said to the second guy, “Your turn.” He climbed off the bed and knelt between her legs, leaning in to lick and suck her pussy like the last guy. It took her longer this time, but they had gotten her close enough that after about five or six minutes she was writhing sleepily against me in a second, softer orgasm.

“Nice,” I said to the second guy as he stood, checking his jaw with a grin on his face. My wife was sweating lightly and breathing hard, with her head rolled back on my shoulder. I said, “Condoms,” and the first guy produced a box of them. Then dropping their boxers they rolled the latex down their rock hard members. I hooked my knees inside my wife’s, sliding her hips to a good position near the edge of the bed and spreading her legs wide. Then I nodded to the first guy, “Go for it.”

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I first met Hope at my company’s Christmas party. She is married to Paul, one of my co- workers at the company. He had mentioned his wife a few times but, while I had thought she might be good-looking, I had no idea that she was stunning and sexy besides.

I had brought Stella as my date. Starlight Bright Johnson, better known as Stella, is a vision herself. We had first met in a bar at Halloween and I was immediately drawn to her for her looks and the scanty clothes she was wearing. I was dressed as a pirate, Long John Silver, and introduced myself, John Silver Carson. I explained that my father had a love for Stevenson and Treasure Island and for the history of our family. I was named John Silver for the pirate and the silver went with Carson because we were descended from the Carson who founded Carson City, Nevada. Stella was dressed as a white cat but that doesn’t really explain her outfit. She is a tall girl, around five foot, ten inches, high and well-built. She was wearing a white outfit that contrasted well with her tan. It had little cat ears and she had painted her face to look like a cat’s face. The body was all sleek. Her top was tight and hugged her from neck to waist and from wrist to wrist. There was nothing under it and each breast was clearly outlined with its nipple poking through the cloth. There was a cut down the front from neck to waist and the top was tight enough to pull apart to show quite a bit of each tit. The bottom was a very tight white leather mini-skirt with stockings and garters. The skirt was so short that, bending over, showed her thong panties were also white. Her feet were in white leather boots. All together it was an absolutely fabulous picture.

She asked me, “Is ‘Long’ part of the name or is there fact to that?”

“Let’s go somewhere a little more private and I’ll show you why that’s my name every day, not just on Halloween,” I replied.

She smiled and took my hand. We went in back to the hall for the bathrooms. At the end of the hall, we turned a corner. She opened the door into a storage room and we went in. She closed the door behind us and went to her knees, saying, “Show me.”

I unzipped and pulled my cock out of my pants. With nine inches when hard and I was, it was fairly impressive. She went, “Oh, Wow!” and sucked me into her mouth and down her throat. That was my signal to go, “Oh, Wow!” and I did.

Her mouth and throat were like a vacuum and the action didn’t stop until I brought the moans to a peak and shot my load down into her stomach. She sucked me clean and dry. Then she stood up and said, “That was for telling the truth. How long does it take to get hard again?”

Truthfully, I said, “Without help but for a reason, about ten minutes. With help and a reason, much less time.”

“I’ll help,” she said as she went back to her knees and sucked me in again. In less than a minute, I was hard and ready. I pulled her up and fingered her through her panties by reaching under her skirt. She was hot and wet. I looked up and saw a table. I pushed her over there and bent her over it. Pulling her thong to one side, I entered her pussy with one long stroke. She grunted and then started moaning as I began to stroke in and out of her pussy. I pounded her as hard as I could showing no gentleness taking her as she was bent over the table. Finally, I moaned out, “I’m cumming!”

She responded with “Fuck me! Cum in my pussy! Give it to me! Make me cum!” Then she pushed back toward me and we held tightly as I flooded her pussy with my second load of the night and she wet my legs and hers as she came hard with me. When I finally pulled out, she turned and licked my cock clean of my and her juices. She then used a small towel to clean herself. I told her that I wanted more. She said, “That suits me. I love the size of your cock and the way you can come back.”

“Long John Silver aims to please as best he can, Matey,” I leared in my best pirate voice. “Do you want to go back and party or go to your place or mine and then party?”

“Let’s go to your place, Long John,” she responded. “I want to swing on your peg leg!”

We went to my place. I opened the door and let her in. She took about four steps inside and stopped. She removing her coat and, letting it drop, continued to remove every stitch of clothes until she was totally naked. I closed the door and watched as clothing dropped off her body. When naked, she moved to me and started removing my costume until I, too, was totally naked. She said, “Where’s the bedroom?”

“In there,” I responded. She walked through the doorway and flipped on a bedside light and lay back on the bed.

“Let’s go further on what we started,” she cooed. Long John was fully alert and ready for action.

I lay down gürsu escort on the bed beside her and started fondling her tits.

We kissed and our tongues warred. When she broke off, she started a trail down my body. I went the other way down hers until we were in a hot sixty-nine position. I sucked her pussy and she licked my cock until, with the help of two fingers in her cunt and one in her ass, I licked her clit to an orgasm. Pulling out from her body, I said, “Hold that position.”

She stayed on her hands and knees and I moved behind her. I started my finger in her ass again and soon joined it with another. As I started a third, she moaned, “Fuck me in my ass! Fuck my ass, Long John!”

Wanting to satisfy, I removed my fingers and shoved my peter into her ass. It went quickly through her sphincter muscle because her hole was still dilated. Then I was stopped as her butt closed down on my peter. I grabbed her hips and pulled her toward me bending my cock for a moment until it went all the way into her ass accompanied by a hiss from her.

“Too much?” I asked.

“Not now, give it to me! Slam my ass with that baseball bat! Don’t hold back! Pound me! Fuck me! Fuck my ass hard!”

I began to fuck in and out of her ass with as much force as I could muster. Pounding like that into her hot hole, I was not going to last. I could feel my cum rising and, with a last slam into her body like I was trying to get out through her mouth, my cum sprayed out into her bowels coating her completely inside. She was cumming and moaning with me.

Finally, I came down from the high and started to soften. When I fell over pulling my cock out with a pop, she moved around to lick it clean. She swallowed everything from me. Continuing to suck on my cock, I could feel it harden again. She never missed a beat but continued to suck me down her throat until I shot my cream down her throat feeling her throat convulse around my cock as my cum went into her stomach. When I was clean and becoming soft, she let me out leaving her head on my thigh and looking up at me with a smile.

“Four times within an hour, I like that,” she said.

“I try to please,” I responded.

“You do.” she sighed.

I pulled her up to me and we snuggled together. After a few minutes, we went to sleep.

The next morning, I woke to being sucked delightfully. I opened my eyes and there was Stella sucking my cock like she would never see one again. I let the feeling go and soon shot my load down her throat.

After a while, we got out of bed. She went into the living room and started to pick up her costume. Bent over like that with her ass high in the air was too much for me. I moved up behind her and pushed the head of my cock into her asshole.

“Oh, yes! Yes, do me! Do my ass!” she cried out.

Grabbing her hips, I plunged in to the hilt and pounded away as she continued to talk dirty. Slamming in a final time, I dropped my load into her ass and I held her tight by the hips as my cock filled her butt with cum. When I released her, she went to her knees and turning licked my cock completely clean of our juices.

“Thanks, I needed that,” she said.

“You’re welcome and I came well, too,” I said.

“Yes, you did.”

She surprised me by asking to stay with me promising to be my cum slut. I told her that I would make no promises but, she could stay until one of us wanted to end things. I also told her that, if she was to be a cum slut, there would be many men sharing her body. She said, “I hope so. You look like you can keep me supplied with enough men. I love cock and haven’t yet had enough. At least, not to the point at which I have said enough or stop.”

A few weeks later, we were still together and had swung through some hot times. I was talking to Paul at the party as Stella and Hope went to the ladies’ room. He said that Stella sure looked hot and I replied that not only did she look hot she was and would fuck any cock that she could get. Paul said that a little strange stuff would be nice.

Then I asked about Hope. He said that there wasn’t much hope there because she wasn’t really interested in sex. I was surprised as she had pulled up tightly to me when we had danced. I suggested that maybe she needed some kind of stimulus to start her juices flowing. “I don’t know what it would be but am willing for some attempt to be made to thaw her out.” he said.

At that moment, she and Stella came back into the room and joined us. I motioned to Stella to dance and we got up. The music was slow and my hands were on Stella’s ass grinding her to my groin. She was only wearing a little mini dress with nothing underneath. I asked Stella what she thought of Hope.

“She’s hendek escort pretty but tight emotionally,” she said.

“Explain.”

“Well, we talked a bit in the bathroom. She had noticed that I had no bra and then saw that I had no panties either. She wanted to know why I dressed that way.”

“What did you tell her?” I asked.

“I said that dressing like I was made it easier for me to have sex and to show off to whoever I wanted to have see me. She was a little shocked. Then I lifted my dress up and fingered my cunt. That made her blush but she never looked away. I asked her to finger me and she shook her head, ‘no,’ but her hand moved like it had a life of its own and slowly joined mine. She quickly had three fingers in my cunt as I worked my clit. When I came, she pulled her hand out and I took it and started licking her fingers. That turned her on more but she moved away and, after washing, we came back in here. I would like to eat her out. You could fuck her, too.”

“I’m not sure what Paul would say about all that.”

She nodded and said, “I bet I can get him to go along with anything we want to do.”

I was sure she could and told her to go ahead.

We came back to the table and sat down with Stella close to Hope. She whispered into her ear and I watched Hope blush at whatever Stella said. Then, another slow tune started and Stella got up and asked Paul to dance which he did. They went onto the floor and she moved in close grinding her pelvis into his. Hope watched for a moment and her mouth went open and she looked a little flushed. I took that moment to take her hand and lead her out onto the floor. She slipped into my arms and I placed my hands on her ass cheeks. I could feel that heat of her facial cheeks and hear the quick indrawn breath but she moved in close and my cock was pushing against her stomach. I kneaded her ass cheeks and held her pressed close to me so she could feel my cock through our clothes. She moaned a bit. When the song ended, we all got back to the table and Stella took Hope back to the restroom.

Both returned later looking flushed. I guided Stella out to the floor for another slow dance to question her on what was going on.

She said, “We got in the bathroom and I turned quickly to Hope. She looked flushed from your working on her so I kissed her deeply with my tongue. She started to move back but then I could feel her wilt and she moved toward me returning my tongue with hers and squirming against me. I was so hot for her. I dropped to my knees and started licked her cunt through her panties. Then I pulled them off and continued tonguing her until she came. I didn’t stop but got my hand into the action by putting two fingers in her cunt. As she got higher, I added a finger in her ass. It sure was tight but she seemed to love it. Finally, I had three fingers of one hand in her cunt and three fingers of the other hand in her asshole. She came with a rush. Then she pulled me up and, kneeling down, started licking my cunt eventually adding her fingers just as I had done until I came.”

“She’s hot and ready but we need to get out of here and go somewhere more private.”

“OK. Let me talk to Paul.”

We got back to the table and I announced that I had to visit the restroom. Paul said that he would go with me which was perfect. When we got in and were standing at the urinals, I said, “Why don’t the four of us get out of here. We could go to my place and play around. Stella likes Hope and it seems she likes her, too. Besides, I want to fuck her.”

Paul said, “Okay by me, if you can get her to let you. Stella’s always hot and she has gotten Hope hot to trot so maybe it’ll work.”

“Great. Let’s get the girls and go to my place and let things get friendly.”

Paul answered, “What if Hope won’t go?”

“I believe that Stella can talk her into going and doing things once we get there.”

“I hope so. I would like Hope to relax her inhibitions and let loose.”

We returned and made our suggestion to the girls who were sitting close together. Hope started to shake her head, no, but Stella pulled her head around and kissed her lips. Hope seemed to melt and then, coming off the kiss, smiled and nodded. We went out and got in my car leaving Paul’s for later. The girls got in back with Paul and I in front. I watched in the rearview mirror as Stella started groping Hope’s body. I reached my place and pulled into the garage closing the door behind us. Stella got out carrying her dress and Hope got out with her blouse unbuttoned and her bra unclasped. Neither woman made any effort to cover up. Paul’s eyes were big around as he watched his wife and Stella move toward the interior of the house.

In the den, ilkadım escort Stella told me to put on some music and, dropping her dress, pulled Hope close to her. They resumed kissing from the ride and Hope was running her hands all over Stella’s body. Stella was doing her best to keep up but there were clothes in the way. Hope started to shrug off her blouse as Stella’s hands were unfastening her skirt. The blouse and skirt both dropped off Hope’s body leaving her with panties and an open bra which quickly came off. Stella then dropped to her knees and pulled off Hope’s panties. Stella’s face went to her cunt and, spreading her legs for more penetration, Hope leaned back and moaned.

Paul and I started to undress. As we removed our clothes, Stella pulled Hope to the floor and under her in a sixty-nine position. Hope, looking up, saw Stella’s shaved cunt and pulled it down on her mouth. Stella hadn’t removed her mouth from Hope’s cunt as they manuvered.

I told Paul, “Move behind Stella and fuck her ass.” His eyes got wide but he did. Hope was able to watch as he pumped into Stella. Paul was reasonably good sized but Stella took him into her ass fairly easily. When his balls tapped Hope as he pushed into the hilt, I said, “Lick his balls, Hope. Use your mouth!”

After a second, Hope started to lick his cock as he fucked Stella deeply and slowly. Finally, Stella called out, “Fuck me! Bang my ass! Fuck my ass with your prick! I want to cum! Fill my ass with your cum!” Paul started moving faster and fucking into Stella’s ass with more force. As he did that, Stella started bucking against him. The three of them moved into orgasms together with Paul slamming his hips against Stella’s ass cheeks and the girls grinding their cunts into each others’ mouths. Gradually, they came down and Paul pulled his cock from Stella’s butt. As it came out, Hope licked it and then took it in her mouth to clean it. When it was clean, she let him get up.

I whispered to Stella to sit up and let me work Hope’s cunt. Stella did and I got down between Hope’s legs and started rubbing my cock up and down the slit. Hope groaned into Stella’s cunt and spread her legs some more. I took my cock and lodged the head in her cunt and started pushing. She was a little tight but, in a few moments, I was in to the hilt and started to fuck in and out of her body. She groaned louder as she felt my cock go to her depths. Slamming in and out, I was merciless in fucking her young body. She couldn’t move around much because of me holding her hips and Stella riding her face.

Then Stella moved forward and put her asshole in position to be licked. From the smile that appeared, Hope got the message and was tonguing Stella’s ass. Stella had a little orgasm and pulled off Hope. I pulled out and rolled her over onto her stomach. Then I started opening her ass with my fingers. She moaned some more until Stella got on her back and moved to be able to kiss her.

Deciding she was open enough, I pulled my fingers out and moved into position to take her ass. I pushed in and got the head past her sphincter muscle. Then, I pushed my body to her and pulled on her hips until I finally was in all the way. Hope moaned through the whole process.

“Paul, get under her and fuck her pussy!” I called out. He did and she moaned some more.

“Fuck me, you two bastards! Do my holes! Fuck my cunt! Fuck my ass!”

“Stella, let Paul lick your pussy and Hope can lick your ass.” I said, motioning to Stella to move between the couple. She did and Paul and Hope applied their mouths as Paul and I continued to fuck Hope’s holes as hard as we could. It didn’t take long for us to pump our loads into her holes and for the licking to get Stella off. When we pulled out, I fed Hope my cock straight from her ass and Stella sucked Paul clean. Then she moved to Hope and started to lick cum from her cunt and ass. Hope orgasmed from her tongue and sucked me hard but I didn’t come. I wanted to fill her other hole.

Now, hard again, I pulled Hope on top of me and impaled her on my cock. Rocking her back and forth started a rhythm. After a moment, I saw Paul was hard again and he moved behind her. I held her in place as he pushed his cock into her ass. She moaned as he went in balls deep without stopping. She could really feel it but was rocking between us calling out, “Fuck me! Give me your cum! Cum in my holes! Spank me, Stella! Do me hard!”

We continued to fuck her holes as hard as we could and Stella moved beside us and started spanking her ass cheeks with every out stroke by Paul. We couldn’t keep this up forever as Hope’s cunt and ass were almost literally pulling the cum from our balls. Paul yelled that he was cumming and I let my load loose in Hope’s cunt as his went into her bowels.

When we released her, she moved between my legs to suck me clean and Stella sucked Paul’s cock clean. The girls then kissed sharing the tastes in their mouths.

I said, “Next time, we’ll have to have some more people so there’ll be more variety.”

Hope smiled.

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Emma was annoyed. They’d had two days of glorious weather in Lanzarote and now, with just 2 days left it was pouring down. Hardly surprising given that they had come out of season, but it wasn’t helping that Rob now had an awful headache and had gone to bed, despite it only being just after lunch. With very few options in a summer holiday resort while it was raining, she decided she would head to the Spa in the resort. She got changed, putting on her thong bikini bottoms as her normal ones were still wet from the pool the day before. She put a skirt on and leaving Rob sleeping made her way to the spa. The bonus of coming out of season was how quiet it was, and after she had got changed and gone into the spa itself, she was delighted to find she had it completely to herself. She took her towel and went into the sauna, placing it on the highest bench and lying down.

She had been there for 10 minutes when the door opened and three guys walked in. They were all tall, well built guys but what she noticed most of all was that they were all completely nude. She knew that in other countries it was often frowned upon to go into the sauna clothed, but she had to be careful to avoid staring at their cocks. They were all blonde, and one of them — the tallest of the three — had the biggest dick she’d ever seen. Even soft as it was now, it must have been 8 inches long, and with a big heavy pair of balls behind it. They nodded to her and sat down, all on the highest bench as well. They spoke in a language she didn’t understand to each other, but then one of them turned to her.

“Hi, how are you?”

“I’m fine thanks.”

“I’m Anders, this is Freddie and Matthias.”

“Very nice to meet you. I’m Emma.”

So it was Freddie with the huge cock. She resisted the temptation to stare at it again and kept looking at Anders.

“You here all alone?”

“Yeah, my boyfriends not feeling erdemli escort great and there isn’t much to do around here so I thought I’d come down here and relax.”

“Good idea. Though I don’t know how you can be truly relaxed with a bikini on. In Sweden it’s considered very bad manners to wear clothes in the sauna.”

Emma laughed nervously. “Well we’re not in Sweden!”

“True, but then since there are three of us I think the least you can do is remove your bikini so that we don’t feel offended.”

She hated to admit it but being in the sauna with these three naked guys was really turning her on. There as no way she was going to act embarrassed.

“Fine, well I wouldn’t want you to feel offended.”

Sitting up, Emma pulled off her bikini top and then her bottoms, dropping them down onto the floor.

“Happy now?”

“Very.”

She could tell they were definitely happy now. All three of them were slowly getting hard ons, and she didn’t feel at all embarrassed to stare at them now they were doing exactly the same to her. Freddie and Matthias moved positions, so that Freddie was on the bench just beneath her and Matthias was at her head, opposite Anders at her feet. Acting as though it was completely normal, Matthias reached down and groped her breast. She wanted to be indignant, to be outraged, but her pussy was so wet being naked in front of them. Encouraged by Matthias, Anders began running his hand along her thigh, before he began to stroke his fingers up and down her pussy lips. Emma opened her legs a little wider, letting him explore her. All three of them had erections now, and when she looked to her left she nearly fainted.

Freddie’s cock was fully hard and it must have been 10 inches long and as thick as her wrist. Matthias knelt over her face, and pushed his cock between her waiting lips. It was hard and veiny fatsa escort and she could taste the saltiness of his sweat mixing with the sweetness of the precum as she took him deep into her mouth. She spread her legs more, and gasped as she felt Anders pushing his cock into her waiting pussy. She lifted her legs up, hooking her hands behind her knees to take him even deeper. He kept pushing until his balls were resting against her ass and then began to push in and out of her, gripping her ankles with his hands as be began to fuck her. It felt so good, her pussy stuffed full of cock while she sucked on another. She glanced left, where Freddie was watching, stroking his massive erection. Emma reached out and took him in her hand. It was so big her hand didn’t even fit all the way around it as she started to jerk him off, but she wanted more than just to feel it.

“Lie down.”

She got him to lie down on the bench, and the other two got off her. She straddled him as he held his cock upright for her. She held her cunt open as she guided herself down. It was so big that even just the tip felt as though it was going to split her in two. She rubbed her clit to get her even wetter as slowly, bit by bit, she let it inside her. It felt incredible. Deeper than any man had ever gone before and she still hadn’t got all of it in. She rubbed her clit more and more, until finally, she had it all. Every inch inside of her tight pussy. She looked down to see her pussy stretched so wide, and the view nearly made her cum. She leant forward and started to kiss him, reaching back to hold her ass open. Matthias didn’t need much inviting and she felt him rubbing his cock, wet from her mouth, against her tight ass. Slowly he pushed it in, and the sensation made her orgasm. Her pussy clamped down on Freddie’s dick as Matthias pushed into her ass. She thought she would pass out but their finike escort strong hands stopped her from collapsing as she screaming in pleasure.

Anders meanwhile was kneeling in front of her. Freddie winked at him and opened his mouth and to Emma’s amazement he lowered his balls into Freddie’s mouth. Desperate to be completely full, she took his cock in her mouth whilst Freddie sucked on his balls. She began to rock back and forth, impaling herself on two dicks at one end and then one at the other. Matthias reached underneath her and began to rub her clit as they pushed back against her thrusts, fucking her deep. They got faster, grunting from the heat. Suddenly, Anders pulled out of her mouth and grunted as he shot his cum over her face. She opened her mouth, taking what she could whilst the rest landed on her cheeks. She didn’t swallow though, and lowered her lips to Freddie’s, kissing him deep, her tongue covered in Anders’ cum entwined with his. Matthias obviously liked what he saw, because he gripped her hips, forcing his whole length inside her. She felt it swell and then erupt, exploding inside her ass. The feeling was incredible, especially with Freddie’s massive penis still in her pussy.

Once he had cum she knelt upright and began to ride Freddie in earnest, reaching behind her to cup his huge balls as she bounced up and down on him. Matthias’s cum was running out of her ass and over Freddie’s shaft and balls as she rode him, and he reached up grabbed her shoulders, forcing her all the way down as he came. Feeling his massive dick explode inside her made her cum herself, and the sauna was filled with the shouts of their pleasure. Once they had recovered, she knelt up and let his cock slide out of her stretched cunt. Kneeling down she took him in her mouth and sucked every last drop of his big load from his cock. All three guys were lying on their backs, completely spent as she picked up her bikini and put it back on. She could already feel their cum leaking into it and she wanted to get back to the hotel room and see if she could get Rob to go down on her before it was all gone. She opened the door to the sauna.

“Let’s hope it rains again tomorrow boys.”

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Mike having recovered from his sexual encounter with Janice went looking for his wife. Upon entering the master bedroom he was greeted with the sight of Carol, naked on all fours with Ed, who was propped up against the headboard with a pillow behind his head and Terri laying next to him with her eyes closed. Carol was giving Ed one her best blowjobs as she knelt between his strong black legs sucking his cum coated cock attempting to bring life back into the thick black member. The head of Ed’s cock slipped in and out of Carol’s mouth as she alternately took him all the way in and then pulled up to just circle the swollen head of his thick circumcised black cock. Ed was on the verge of cuming when Carol stopped and told him she wanted him to fuck her while she watched in the large mirror on the dresser.

Mike was standing next to the bed now looking down at his wife and her pussy, which was leaking the remnants of Ed’s cum from her swollen cunt lips and staining the sheets below her ass. Mike sat down next to his lovely wife and kissed her gently on her forehead. Felling the kiss, Terri opened her eyes and came face to face with Mike, who was smiling down at her.

“How was it?” Mike asked as he cupped her left breast and gently squeezed feeling her nipple harden under his touch.

“Oh God, Mike it was wonderful!” Terri replied looking into his eyes. “I didn’t think I could handle him at first he was so thick but he just seemed to slip right into me without any problem.

“I’m happy for you, baby.” Mike replied as he began rubbing and squeezing Terri’s hardening nipple.

Feeling the couple shifting on the bed next to them, Terri and Mike moved over allowing Carol to assume the position so Ed could move in behind her and she could see herself in the mirror with her black stud kneeling behind her. Ed took hold of her by the hips and positioned the head of his cock against her wet pussy lips then slipped into her in one smooth stroke burying himself to the balls. Feeling the black cock fully embedded in her pussy Carol ordered him to fuck her, hard. Mike and Terri watched as Ed’s cock began sliding in and out of Carol’s wet pussy and his rhythm increased as he pounded in and out of her juicy cunt faster and harder. They could see Carol’s 38D tits swaying under her, her nipples barely brushing the bed as she met each and every one of Ed’s powerful strokes. It only took a few moments of hard pounding that Carol and Ed joined together in an orgasm while watching themselves in the dresser mirror.

Dog-tired, Ed removed his now softening cock from Carol’s pussy and fell back on the bed and Carol rolled over and laid on the bed next to him with her legs spread wide open, while Ed’s cum oozed out of her freshly fucked hole. See this Terri moved away from Mike, slipped between Carol’s legs, and began running her fingers through Carol’s red bush feeling the warm cum leaking out. Mike could see the Ed’s cum leaking from Carol’s pussy, wet, shiny. Terri now looked over at Mike, smiled then lowered her head between Carol’s wide spread legs and started licking and sucking on her swollen pussy, licking up all the cum that was leaking from Carol’s love nest.

Ed and Mike sat back on the bed and watched the two sexy ladies when Mike had an idea. With his cock at full mast he moved over behind his lovely wife’s shapely upturned ass and slipped his cock into her pussy as she continued to lick the cum from Carol’s clit. Carol was now writhing on the bed under the fierce attack of Terri’s tongue while Ed sat back watching the trio together.

“Oh yes Terri! That’s it keep going, faster!” Carol shouted.

Carol was now getting hysterical as she reached yet another climax, “UH YEAH TONGUE-FUCK ME! THAT’S IT MAKE ME CUM! GOD IT FEELS SO GOOD! IM CUM… CUM… CUUUUMMMMMING!!!”

Terri continued to lick and suck at Carol’s pussy making sure she got every drop of male and female fluid from her pussy while Mike worked his cock in and out of his wife’s hot cunt with vigor.

“OH GOD, TERRI STOP! I CAN’T TAKE ANY MORE, PLEASE! Carol yelled out pushing Terri away from her clit, cupping her pussy with her hands and closing her legs tight.

Watching the trio in gaziemir escort action, Ed’s cock regained its hardness again and he moved up on the bed to join the group. Terri seeing his hardening cock reached out and started slowly stroking and pulling on it. Ed’s cock grew harder in the woman’s small white hand leaking his pre-cum all over her fingers. Then Mike pulled his cock from her pussy and moved over and laid on his back pulling Terri pulling her away from Carol and lifting her up and over on top of him and sliding his hard cock back into her juicy, cum filled pussy.

Terri was sitting on top of her husband, impaled on his hard cock and began raising and lowering herself on his stiff dick when Ed moved in behind her, his black cock ready for action again. He gently pushed Terri forward to the point that Mike could suck on her tits while he prepared to take her sweet white ass.

“Ok Terri, make your sweet asshole say ah.” Ed yelled. Then he took hold of his thick cock and rubbed it up against her slippery pussy opening making contact with Mike’s cock as it moved in and out of Terri’s pussy, lubricating his swollen cock head. Then he tenderly pulled her ass cheeks apart and inserted the head of his thick prick ever so tenderly into her asshole. The entry caused a sharp pain that caused Terri to scream and her pussy to become tighter around Mike’s cock as Ed slowly worked his cock into her ass until he was embedded in her asshole completely. The pain now subsided but Terri remained still until she felt comfortably impaled on his rod then Ed began to slowly slide his cock out of her ass until her rosebud ring tightened around his meat. Ed felt Terri squeeze his cock head stopping it from leaving her ass so he pushed his shaft back into her ass once again.

“OH Yes, Fuck my ass, Ed,” Terri yelled out, “fuck me, fuck my ass. Oh, I love your dick in my ass, oh, yes, fuck my ass! Fuck my ass. Oh, fuck me, baby. Please do me.”

Now with both men fucking her, Terri was enjoying her very first double fuck experience. Both of the guys kept moaning out her name, “Terri, oh yes Terri, fuck yes Terri.”

“Oh, Mike…this is great…” Terri screamed. “I love having both of you inside me and I want you both to cum in my ass and pussy and fill me up with your cum!”

While she was getting fucked she did her best to rock her body back and forth on both their cocks enjoying the double fucking she was receiving from her husband and Ed. She was moaning and gasping as Ed fucked her ass and Mike, her pussy. Mike and Ed could both feel the presence of each others cock separated ever so slightly by the thin membrane of flesh separating them. The three of them maintained a rhythm and soon they were all working together in an unbelievable movement. Terri’s orgasms started first by gasping, “Fuck Me!” several times in a row as Ed grabbed her by the hips and pulled her close to him and Mike reached up and squeezed and pinched her nipples as they continued their assault on her pussy and ass, together. With her ass now pressed against Ed’s lower belly he was the first to cum and pumped his load into her butt while his hands grasping her waist, holding her against him as she made animal sounds, her body shaking, trembling, her breathing gasping and uneven as she was jolted by her own orgasm.

Mike’s own orgasm soon followed, his senses exploding as he emptied himself into his wife and felt her contracting her cunt muscles, gripping his meat, milking him as he moaned and came under her.

Terri was in pure ecstasy from Mike’s cock buried deep in her pussy while Ed fucked her tight ass. “Oh yes,” she yelled, “give me both of your cocks. OH GOD, I CAN FEEL YOU BOTH CUMMING INSIDE ME!”

Terri then collapsed on top of her husbands’ chest, her firm breasts flattening against him. Ed withdrew his now limp cock from her ass and Mike felt the warm cum leak downward from Terri’s asshole down onto his balls, mixing with his wife’s cum and his own. Terri’s sweaty body rolled off of Mike’s and onto her side coming to rest next to Carol, she looked well fucked and satisfied. Mike then got off the bed and retrieved four hot wet washcloths from the gelibolu escort bathroom, tossing one to Carol, Ed and using the third to gingerly clean up his wife’s cum soaked pussy and ass while she laid there spent. Mike pressed the hot washcloth to her pussy wiping away the remains of their lovemaking and looked at his lovely wife’s and could see the look of satisfaction on her face.

Oh God that was great!” Carol said, getting up from the bed. “You three looked great together.”

“You can say that again.” Terri replied. “I’ve never felt so stuffed before in my life. I never would have thought that two cock inside me at the same time would make me feel like it did. It was fantastic!”

“Well I’m glad you liked it,” Ed said smiling. “At first I thought maybe you’d be mad but when I started entering you but when I felt you pushing back I knew it was a go.”

I’m glad you did, Ed. That was my second time I’ve had a cock up my ass and it really felt good. I wish now that I would have allowed Mike do me a couple years ago when he asked but I thought it was nasty.” Terri replied looking over at Mike, smiling. “How about it honey, you want to stick that big cock of yours up your sweet wife’s ass?”

“OH, HELL YES!” Mike yelled, “But I think we’ll have to wait awhile. I’m fresh out of power in the old shootin’ iron.

Everyone laughed at Mike’s response as they all got up and went out to look for the rest of the group. Passing the second bedroom, the door was wide open and the room was empty so the four headed outside to where Janice, Don and Lori were all still naked sitting around drinking cold beers and chatting.

“Well glad to see that the four of you could take a break and join us!” Janice spoke as the four made their appearance on deck.

“Yeh,” Lori added. “And it looks like they all could use a cold beer too?”

“You bet we could,” Ed answered. “I’m dried up.”

“OH, I hope not honey.” Janice replied. “The day is still young and us ladies want to have some more fun, if you know what I mean?”

“Yes I know what you mean.” Ed said laughing, walking up to his naked wife and cupping her firm black breasts and squeezing them gently. “You’ll have to give me a little time to rest up though. Terri and Carol drained me pretty good.”

“Oh, they did, did they? Well maybe if we all take a swim and then have some lunch you guy’s will be ready for round two?” Lori spoke up as she walked over to Mike and kissed him on the cheek and squeezed his sticky cock.

“Sounds good to me,” Ed said as he walked over to the edge of the houseboat and jumped in. “Come on you bunch of lazy asses, lets get wet!”

The rest of the group followed suit and before long they were all in the warm lake water swimming around, getting refreshed. Then the four girls teamed up and jumped the three guys and before long they were all splashing around playing a game of grab ass. When they were all tired out one by one they returned to the boat to relax in the warm afternoon sun. Carol and Terri went inside the cabin and returned with fresh towels for everyone to dry off with.

“How about doing some fishing guys’?” Don suggested.

“Sounds good to me,” Ed replied, “but I think a bit of lunch might be in order first.”

“I think your right about that,” Don said as he headed inside to put together a tray of sandwiches and snacks for the group to eat.

While the guys’ spent the afternoon out fishing on the small flat bottom boat that was towed behind the houseboat the girls laid around on the upper deck taking in the warm afternoon sun and sharing girl talk.

“Well girl’s how was your first taste of black cock?” Lori asked as she applied a thin coat of sunscreen to the inside of her soft black thighs.

Carol and Terri looked at each other then replied at the same time, “FANTASTIC!!!”

They all started laughing and then talked about what they wanted to do later after the guys returned.

“You think the guys’ will be ready for some more fucking when they get finished drowning worms?” Terri asked as she rolled over onto her back and spreading her legs and started playing with her puffy pussy gemlik escort lips for all to see.

“I don’t know, Terri, but if they aren’t, I’ll bet I know what will get them in the mood.” Janice replied laughing.

“What’s that?” Terri asked.

“Just play along with Lori and I and you’ll see.” Janice said smiling over at her girlfriend.

“Are you thinking what I’m thinking?” Lori asked looking over at Janice.

“I sure am!” Janice replied. “Are you game?”

“HELL YES I am!” Lori replied. “Where do you want to do it?”

“How about the Master Bedroom?” Janice answered getting up and walking toward the door.

“I’m right behind you.” Lori said then looked at Carol and Terri. “Are you two coming along or are you just going to stand there?”

The two ladies looked at each other then fell into line behind Lori and they all went back inside to the master bedroom to see what Janice and Lori had in mind.

Once inside the room Janice laid down on the right side of the king size bed and spread her legs showing the others her very hairy pussy that now leaking her female juices. Then looking over at Carol and Terri she asked, “Well girls which one of you wants to have a taste of my black pussy?”

Terri looked at Janice, spread out on the bed then over at Carol who was already moving over toward the bed, crawled up, and over between Janice’s wide spread legs running her fingers through the thick black bush causing Janice to moan with pleasure when her fingers made contact with her clit.

Then Carol bent down, started to lick her thighs and moved her way up to Janice’s lips. She licked her outer lips and slowly curled her tongue and put it inside Janice’s pussy. You could tell Carol had found her “G” spot because Janice was squirming all over the place. Carol then moved up to her clit and drew little circles with her tongue all around it. She wrapped her lips around her clit and sucked it into her mouth and before Janice had a mind blowing orgasm she stopped Carol long enough to have her turn around so she could return the favor. They we were now in a 69 on the bed with Janice eating Carol’s dripping wet pussy just as fast as she was eating hers. Carol started to finger Janice’s pussy and she lifted her hips to make sure she had her finger in as deep as it would go. Suddenly Carol felt three fingers inside her pussy. Lori had moved in behind her and begun to finger fuck Carol while Janice licked her clit. The sensation was intense. Carol rocked her hips to take keep those fingers inside of her which only made her licking of Janice go faster. Then Janice started to tense up as her orgasm was building and Carol kept licking faster and faster savoring that sweet tasting pussy as long as possible until Janice cried out, “I’m cumming” and then felt a throbbing rush of wetness. Carol licked and sucked as much as she could, making her cum again in the process.

The sight of the three women on the bed had caused Terri to become very aroused. Her pussy was on fire and she moved closer to the bed and reached out and gently put her hand on Lori’s ass and started to rub it in little circles. Lori looked over her shoulder, smiled at Terri then laid down next to Carol and Janice and spread her legs inviting Terri to join her. Terri climbed on the bed her face instantly going to Lori’s pussy, licking and sucking the dark colored lip from top to bottom. She licked and kissed all over occasionally allowing her tongue to dip into the wet slit. After what seemed like eons, she spread Lori’s lips and finally allowed her tongue to dip into the honey pot to taste the sweet nectar inside. She licked and sucked and just as she began to flick her tongue over he swollen bud causing Lori to moan and writhe she locked her legs around Terri’s head and her hands pushed her face deeper into her and Terri was treated to the sweetest taste she had ever had. Lori came for her gushing her juices over her face and tongue faster than Terri could lick them up.

“Oh oh oh oh OH OH OH!! Ahh ha ha HUH HUH NNNnnnnn Oh my GOD! I’m cummmmmmmminnnng!!” Lori cried as she clutched at Terri’s head trying to get it to stop but she kept fucking her with her tongue through her orgasm. When she finally came down, Lori was spent. That one hugely intense orgasm was about all she could handle, cuz Lori flopped to her side and lay there breathing heavily still but unable to do much else. Terri knew how Lori felt; she’d been there a few times before herself.

To be continued…

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Chapter 2: Getting Better Acquainted

Nicola, Paolo, Roberto and Andrea were lying naked and exhausted on the living room floor when Giuseppe and Enrico walked in. They stood in the doorway and stared at the naked bodies.

‘Well boys,’ Giuseppe said, ‘I take it you’ve made our new roommates feel welcome.’

Andrea smiled and ran a hand over her pussy.

‘They sure have.’

She got up and walked over to Giuseppe and Enrico and placed a hand on each of their visible erections.

‘Could I interest you two in some pussy?’

Nicola stared at her friend. Andrea had always been a shy and quiet girl, but now she was acting like a real slut, stroking the boys’ bulging jeans. She saw how Giuseppe and Enrico were still hesitating so she walked up to her friend. She ran her hands around Andrea’s body until they were cupping those big luscious breasts.

‘Come on Reah,’ she said softly. ‘These boys don’t want to fuck us, we’ll just have to help each other.’

Without replying, Andrea turned around and started kissing Nicola. They’re tongues were entwined as their hands explored each other’s bodies. Andrea’s hand was rubbing back and forth over Nicola’s shaved pussy and Nicola couldn’t stop kneading her friend’s big tits.

Roberto and Paolo had been watching while lying on the floor and they were both stroking their huge erections now. They exchanged glances and agreed to switch girls. Roberto was going to get to fuck Nicola next and Paolo was going to fuck Andrea. But first they were going to enjoy the show for a bit longer.

With their lovers stroking their cocks and the other two guys eagerly watching, Andrea pulled Nicola to the floor and straddled across her mouth. Her breasts fell like ripe fruits on her friend’s stomach as she leaned across and started licking the naked pussy. Nicola moaned out loud and grabbed hold of Andrea’s soft ass and started licking the wet slit. She lapped up the cum that was still dripping out of it and flicked her tongue expertly across the swollen clit.

Andrea moaned into Nicola’s cum filled pussy and pushed her tongue straight in. They’d played with each other in their dorm room back home, but nothing like this, and never after being fucked like that. She loved the taste of Nicola’s juices mixed with Paolo’s cum.

The girls were moaning and slurping up each other’s juices and the guys’ cocks were getting harder and harder. Paolo finally gave into temptation and moved up to Andrea. He pulled her hips higher and started pushing his 9 inches into the wet pussy that was still being licked by Nicola. Nicola’s tongue was all over his shaft as he penetrated Andrea, licking her own juices off Paolo’s cock and lapping up Andrea’s juices.

Roberto couldn’t let his friend have all girne escort the fun so he pulled Nicola out from underneath Andrea, pulled her legs up high and shoved his hard shaft into the tight warmth of her juicy cunt.

While Paolo was fucking Andrea from behind and Roberto was shafting Nicola hard the girls manoeuvred their bodies in a way so that they could kiss and play with each other’s tits. Nicola couldn’t keep her hands off those big D cups as her tongue played with Andrea’s tongue. Andrea on the other hand was tweaking and pulling Nicola’s hard nipples.

Giuseppe and Enrico couldn’t believe the fuck scene in front of them. They each had massive erections that were restrained in their jeans. Finally Giuseppe admitted defeat. He quickly stripped out of his clothes and showed off a hairy chest and a 7-inch cock that was thicker than any cock the girls had ever seen. He walked up to Andrea and shoved his cock in her mouth.

‘Fuck her hard,’ he urged Paolo. ‘I want her to feel my cock deep in her throat.’

Paolo didn’t need more encouragement than that so he started shoving his 9 inches deep and hard into Andrea’s tight cunt. With every thrust he pushed her mouth further onto Giuseppe’s fat cock. Andrea’s lips were wrapped around the juicy cock and with one hand she stroked the huge balls. She moaned out loud every time Paolo rammed his balls onto her clit and when Giuseppe started kneading her tits while fucking her mouth she didn’t know how much more of this she could take.

Nicola looked over at Enrico and saw that he’d pulled his hard shaft out of his pants and stood there stroking it. She smiled at him.

‘Come on Enrico,’ she said, ‘wouldn’t it be nice to have that big shaft of Yours sucked? I’d love to taste it.’

Enrico hesitated for a second but then he shed his clothes revealing a cock that was much bigger than Nicola had first thought. Roberto turned Nicola around so that he was fucking her from behind so that she could get better access to Enrico’s massive shaft. When Enrico walked up to Nicola and she saw the full length of his shaft she realised that it must be close to 12 inches. She drooled at the sight of it. She’d never had a cock that size in her life, the only thing that had come close was her favourite vibrator.

Nicola slowly sucked Enrico’s erection deep into her throat, but not even her expertise could do that huge shaft much justice. She used her hands on his balls and the base of his cock but there was so much of it. Enrico moaned with pleasure but Nicola wanted more. She let go of Enrico’s cock and raised her upper body and whispered into Roberto’s ear. Roberto’s face lit up and he pulled his cock out of her cunt.

Roberto then got down on his back, with his gölcük escort shiny cock standing straight up like a flagpole. Nicola slowly started to sit down on him, letting him manoeuvre his cock into her ass. They both moaned out loud as he slowly let himself into that incredibly tight hole and slowly stretched it to make room for his cock. When he was almost all the way in Enrico manoeuvred Nicola into a position where her cunt was wide open and he pushed his huge cock inside.

Nicola cried out loud as the two cocks filled her holes. Enrico pushed hard and managed to fit his entire 12 inches in her pussy. Meanwhile Paolo and Giuseppe had picked up the pace with Andrea. They each pushed hard into her pussy and mouth, fucking her harder and faster, encouraged by her moans of pleasure.

Andrea was the first to give in. She felt her pussy contracting harder and harder around Paolo’s cock and with a cry that was slightly muffled by Giuseppe’s cock her pussy spasmed hard and tight around Paolo’s cock and her juices squirted out on his balls and down her legs. This was the final straw for Paolo who with a roar started shooting his load way up the cumming pussy. Giuseppe too let go and shot his load deep into Andrea’s throat.

Paolo and Giuseppe withdrew from Andrea and looked over at the other three. Giuseppe fondled Andrea’s tits and she could feel his fat cock getting hard against her ass. But Andrea had never been fucked in her ass before, and she wasn’t prepared to learn with the fattest cock she’d ever laid eyes on.

Instead Andrea motioned for Giuseppe to get down on his back and she straddled his fat cock and started riding. She moaned out loud in pleasure as his cock stretched her cunt wide. Giuseppe reached for Andrea’s bouncing tits and squeezed them hard. Paolo watched them and couldn’t believe that his cock was hard again. This was unbelievable, he couldn’t get enough of fucking tonight.

Paolo kneeled and straddled Nicola’s face and pushed his cock onto her lips. She hungrily sucked it in and tasted her friend’s juices on it. She’d never done this before. She’d never had one cock in each hole and she loved it. This was real fucking!

Paolo breathed heavily as Nicola sucked his cock deep into her throat. Enrico laughed and pushed hard into her. He could feel Roberto’s cock pumping her ass. This whore was such a good little fucker. He looked over at Andrea’s bouncing tits and luscious lips and smiled. He’d love to feel those lips lick his shaft off when he was done with this one.

Nicola moaned around Paolo’s cock as Enrico picked up the pace. He was fucking her cunt so good. Roberto’s cock was stretching her ass and she could feel how she was about to let go. The minute her pussy started squeezing göztepe escort around Enrico’s shaft she let out a muffled scream around the hard shaft that was pumping her mouth. Enrico felt the squeeze around his cock and immediately let go with her, shooting his load straight up her cumming cunt.

Enrico was barely done cumming when he pulled out of Nicola’s shaved pussy and stood in front of Andrea’s lips with his dripping cock. Andrea smiled up at him, and without slowing down the pace with which she was riding Giuseppe’s piece of meat she sucked him in and tasted his lovely cum mixed with Nicola’s sweet juices. Enrico could feel his cock hardening again and took a hold of Andrea’s head as he pumped her mouth hard.

Roberto knew that he was on the brink of cumming in Nicola’s ass as he felt her juices mixed with Enrico’s cum run down over his tightened balls. He grabbed hold of her hips and shoved himself as deep as he could. He heard Nicola’s muffled cries as he screamed out in ecstasy while shooting his load straight up that delicious tight ass.

Paolo couldn’t stand it any longer and so he came into the moaning mouth. He then eased Nicola off Roberto’s cock and the three of them lay down on the floor, Roberto caressing Nicola’s pussy and Paolo kissing her tits.

Giuseppe had watched Nicola being fucked in every hole as Andrea’s tight cunt had been riding his massive cock and now he felt his balls tightening up unbearably. He grabbed a hold of her hips and forced them down real hard so that her cunt was grinding him. This action made Andrea lose control and her pussy started shaking and squeezing around the huge shaft that was stretching her cunt beyond belief. Feeling this, Giuseppe was finally ready to let go and with a roar he emptied his balls straight into the convulsing pussy.

Enrico pushed a couple of more times, and then he pulled his cock out of Andrea’s mouth at the last moment and sprayed her face with his cum. Andrea collapsed on the floor and Enrico finished off his last squirt of spunk onto Nicola. Nicola pulled away from Paolo and Roberto and started licking Andrea’s face.

‘Oh no girls,’ Giuseppe exclaimed, ‘you can’t start again!’

‘No more stamina Giuseppe?’ Nicola laughed and ran her tongue across Andrea’s lips.

‘Not tonight,’ Giuseppe replied, ‘I’ve had enough fucking for one evening, I’ll leave the rest for tomorrow.’

The other guys agreed and so it was decided that they should all go to bed. Roberto pulled Andrea to her feet and took her hand and led her into his bed. There they lay down in a spoon position and soon fell asleep with Roberto’s cock between Andrea’s thighs and his hand covering one of her big breasts.

Nicola went to bed on her own and heard Giuseppe and Enrico set off for their beds. Then her door opened and Paolo snuck in. He sat down on her bed and started caressing her body through the sheet. Sleepily Nicola pulled him down and kissed him deeply. The two fell asleep with their arms and legs entangled with each other.

To Be Continued…

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Early morning. It was about 7:30. Brandon knew this as he forgot to turn the alarm on his watch off. At the same time, the other thing that woke him up and the main thing, was that he awoke in the middle of a wet and sticky double blowjob from two of the horniest girls. One of the girls was black, light skinned, with about a B-cup and a trim figure, full lips, and a cute face. She had a couple of dyed red streaks in otherwise straight, long, black hair. The other girl was white with somewhat short, blonde hair. She was skinny as hell, and while she wasn’t a knockout, she looked decent. Plus, she more than made up with her skills and motivation. Anyway, when Brandon’s eyes opened, he started to moan “Ohhh…Yeah, baby! Just like that!” He noticed that the black girl had a pierced tongue as he seen and felt her hot mouth and tongue wrapped fully around his length. Her tongue was circling around the shaft and head, rubbing with her tongue ring. And the other girl had both of his balls in her mouth, sucking the life out of them, alternating. She was damned good, too.

Just then, the blonde stopped to ask “Have you eaten lately?”

They both giggled for a second, kissed, and then the black girl said “Open wide, boy” as she straddled Brandon’s face and started grinding her moist wetness onto his waiting lips. The blonde girl had started to slowly pump his fully engorged manhood before continuing with a medium-paced sloppy blowjob.

The whole time, Brandon was trying to keep going, though he wanted to blow his load right there. After the day before, he was surprised he still had that much energy. As he licked, probed, and fingered at her nether regions, she screamed nasty things like “Yeaaahh!…Oooo….yeeahh..eat me!…fuck me with your tongue baby!”

The blonde pulled her head up off of him for a minute, making a suction efeler escort noise as she pulled off of a long, hard suck where his cock was poking her cheeks. “Mmmm. ..Fuck yeah! I love the taste of cock in the morning” she said playfully.

Brandon still knew neither girl’s name and was thinking in the back of his mind, ‘This is unreal’. Anyway, the black girl told him not to stop as she turned around to face the blonde chick who was moved up to position herself right above his throbbing erection. Holding his dick in one hand, she slowly lowered herself down as she moaned in satisfaction and the two girls kissed.

The blonde, Brandon could tell wasn’t a novice, by any means as she was more loose than a lot of girls her age and seemed more experienced. She was wet as hell, and the sounds of her dripping cunt slamming down onto his fat, rock hard cock could probably be heard two rooms away. The whole while, Brandon was keeping up in the black girl’s delicious cleanly shaven vagina, licking her walls all over, and teasing the g spot, licking just over it and back, fingering her and rubbing simultaneously. He could taste her juices flowing into him as she was bending over to suck the other girl’s nipples while pushing ever harder down onto his face. Brandon decided when she did this to start licking at her back door. Startled at first, she started groaning and yelled “You like that ass, motherfucker?” He continued licking around her puckered hole, teasing a little, feeling her soft cheeks brushing delicately with one finger.

As soon as Brandon’s tongue started to enter and lick at her, the girl riding him broke her pace, stopping at the base of his dick and squeezing as hard as she could while moving back up slowly and releasing her grip as she dropped quickly back down. He lost control, elbistan escort cumming inside her hard, filling her fresh, sticky mound with an overload of his hot, gooey cum, which poured out down her leg. As she got off and laid down, Brandon and the black girl spread her legs and licked clean the trails up her thighs, as they met at her crotch, half licking before turning it into a kiss. Then he pressed his lips to her cunt as he started to devour both her juices and his own. He stopped after a minute to let the black girl finish the job.

This girl passionately dove in, like she was kissing a lover. “Mmm” the black girl moaned as the other one whimpered. As she was munching on her friend, Brandon started to lick her ear and move behind her doggystyle position. He kept close to her as he made the maneuver, breathing heavily upon her neck.

She was groaning with passion as he whispered in her ear softly “You want it in that ass, baby?”

She said in between licks “Yeahh..please..baby.” Brandon started to feel her ass, fingering a little with some natural lube (saliva). He realized this girl was definitely no stranger to backdoor relations as he thought he would have no problem sliding right in. He continued to wet her and lube her with his one finger, pumping and curling as he toyed with her while suckling and kissing her smooth, babysoft buns. Then, he got up and turned left and right, playfully slapping her crack with his raging weapon of lust. She screamed “Don’t tease me, you bastard!” and then he pointed his erection at her tight ass and slowly entered until he was filling her to the hilt. This girl was grabbing Brandon’s cock with her ass practically. She was better than he had thought. She has shifted some of her focus off her partner and started to push back and pump against him, erciş escort wanting him to go faster and harder. He started to hold her in place strongly, not letting her control the pace as he started slowly, rhythmically pumping in and out in long, sensuous strokes. He was shifting direction the whole time.

Brandon would shift his bodyweight down at one point while thrusting up, and vice versa just kinda toying with her a little. After a minute of this, he said “You want it harder, baby?” and before she could speak, he was pounding like it was his last time. Her girlfriend had moved to the side and was egging her on. He was moving in her smooth as hell, almost knocking her off her hands with every thrust forward. Then without warning, he grabbed her arms and pushed her down on her stomach as he ground harder into her, making her scream.

Brandon then picked the pace up even more and after a few minutes, he heard this hot, black honey yell “I’m cumming..oh god..I’m cumming…OOOOOAAawwww..Ooo yeah!”

Right after she climaxed, Brandon yelled “Fuck, I’m about to blow!” She got up and violently pushed him back as both girls dropped to his cock like hungry hyenas. The black girl’s full lips engulfed the head of his cock as he erupted and she caught everything. She then got up and the other girl laid down smiling as the black girl crawled over her body, breasts pushed against breasts and face to face. The black girl then leaned down as if to kiss her and dropped Brandon’s cum into the blonde gal’s open mouth as they kissed and he seen both swallow and roll off.

The blonde girl said “Mmmm. That was great. By the way, I’m Sandy and this is Monique.” She said it sort of jokingly and giggled like ‘oh yeah, by the way’ or ‘no big deal’.

“And you are?” Monique asked.

“Brandon” he said. “This room service is great. I’ll have to remember to stay here more often.”

Monique said “Look, we gotta go shower. You’re friends with Miranda, right?”

He replied “Yeah.”

“Well, we’ll see ya later.” So he caught a ride home, and decided that he would get some more rest and return tonight.

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Editor’s note: this submission contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sexual situations.

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AUTHOR’S WARNING: This is not a feel-good story of gay love and romance. No, it is a cautionary tale of the approximately 1.6 — 2.8 million teenagers who runaway from home every year and of what can and often happens to the naive and unsuspecting. White slavery is real. There are no hard statistics of how many young people are snatched off the streets and sold into slavery each year because to America’s shame, it is a topic ignored by the mainstream media.

Wrong Place-Wrong Time

I was mad. I rode a bus 900-miles to work at a resort in the Everglades and when I got there they said there wasn’t a job for me. In fact, they’d never even heard of me.

“But Lori Mann hired me over the phone — she promised me a job — we had a verbal agreement!” I argued.

“I’m sorry, sir, she left the company two-weeks ago and we can’t find any paperwork for you,” she said.

I hate it when a girl my age calls me ‘sir.’

“But we had an oral contract!” I said a bit louder.

“I’m sorry, sir, there’s nothing I can do,” she said.

She didn’t look or act sorry. “Well, okay, if the job she promised me isn’t available, I’ll take anything…I’ll even wash dishes or be a janitor if I have to!”

She stared at me like I was a moron. “Sir, ALL of our positions have been filled — we don’t have ANY openings right now!”

I was dumbfounded. I’m usually quick on my feet but I couldn’t think of a single thing to say except, “It’s not right — she promised me a job — SHE PROMISED!”

The idiot girl cheerfully replied, “I don’t know what to tell you, sir…maybe if you check back in three-four weeks we might have something for you!”

“But—-“

“The shuttle to Miami leaves in half-an-hour!” she said and left me standing there alone.

I was numb on the ride back to the city. It wasn’t until I was standing on a street corner outside the bus depot that I woke from the unfolding nightmare. My head was dizzy and spinning.

How could this happen? They promised me a job – THEY PROMISED!! Now I have no work — no car – I’m tired — I’m hungry – and worst of all, I’m almost out of money. What the hell do I do now?

***

“Hey kid, you can’t sell boy scout cookies in here!” the ugly old bartender called out as soon as I walked into the shabby, dimly lit bar.

Huh? Boy scout cookies? What’s that old fool talking about?

“You must not be from around here, kid, you gotta be twenty-one to drink in Florida!” he gruffly said to me.

“I AM twenty-one!” I protested.

I set down my suitcase, pulled out my wallet and showed him my drivers license.

“This a fake id kid?” he asked suspiciously.

Good God, another moron! Do they put something in the water down here?

“No, it’s real!” I said to him.

“Minnesota, huh? You’re a lucky kid, you don’t look a day over sixteen!” he said.

Yep, he’s not only ugly but simple-minded, too! What’s so ‘lucky’ about getting mistaken for a little kid everywhere I go? Maybe the heat and humidity in Florida turns peoples brains into mush!

There were no other customers so I hopped up on the bar stool closest to the door.

“Coors Light,” I said to the man.

He grunted as he bent over the cooler and brought out a beer, opened it and placed it in front of me.

“What’s a Minnesota boy doing all the way down here?” he casually asked me. “You don’t like blizzards and eighty-below-zero anymore? Hahahaha….”

I took a long drink of beer — damn, it tasted good! My nerves were on edge but after guzzling the beer in four swallows I was able to breathe easier and I felt the tension in my body begin to go away.

“No, I was supposed to work in the Everglades, but when I got there they had no record of me…can you believe that?” I said.

The old man, who at first looked annoyed I had come into his bar suddenly took an interest in me.

“Okay, so you didn’t get the job,” he said. “Why on earth would you come to this part of Miami? You seem like a smart enough kid to see this ain’t exactly the nicest or safest area of the city?”

“This is where they dropped me off…the bus depot is next door, right?” I asked.

“Ohhhhh, you don’t have a car, huh? Yeah, that makes it rough!” he said.

I drained the beer and was going to leave but the old man quickly opened another one and set it in front of me.

“So you got friends in town, kid?” he asked.

I lifted the beer bottle to my mouth but before I took a drink, I answered, “No…no, I don’t know anyone here.”

He raised his eyebrows and said, “No one? You don’t know ANYONE here?”

Is this idiot deaf too? “No, I don’t know ANYONE here.”

“Well, I’m sure you called your folks or a friend or two and told them the bad news – they all know you’re going to take a bus home, right?” he asked.

What is it with this guy? “No, I haven’t spoken with anyone…it’s kinda embarrassing…” çerkez escort I sheepishly said. “They didn’t think I had the nerve to come all the way down here for work — some of ’em even thought I was lying about the job…damn, now what do I tell ’em?”

I had half a beer left but he popped open another one and set it in front of me.

“Uhhh, thanks, but I better go check the bus schedule,” I said to him.

“Have you eaten, boy?” he asked.

“No…no, I am kinda hungry but I gotta be careful with my money…I’ll get something out of the vending machines in the bus depot.”

“Nonsense, I’ll fix you a burger — it’s on the house — the beer too – I feel sorry for you, kid, it’s the least I can do!” he said.

I still had an almost full beer but he opened another one and set it in front of me then turned and walked toward the kitchen at the far end of the bar.

“Thanks, mister!” I called out to him. “It’s real nice of you to do this for me!”

He waved, smiled then I heard him softly laughing. “Well, kid, maybe you can do something for me later on…relax and drink your beer while I make you some food!”

I like to think I can handle my alcohol but I really can’t. I don’t get sloppy drunk or anything like that, but it does go straight to my head. I was feeling no pain as I sipped the beer and snuck glances at the old man in the kitchen.

Why is he doing this for me? I wondered. He doesn’t know me from Joe Blow on the street — why would he go out of his way to help ME?

I turned my head and saw him talking into a cell phone while he cooked my burger. When he saw me looking at him he smiled and waved and I waved back.

My inner voice said, “This is kinda weird, John — why would he go thru all this trouble for a stranger?” but the beer was giving me a pleasant buzz and the burger sure smelled good. I told myself to calm down. It’s okay to accept some help when you need it.

***

When he set the burger and fries before me I forgot my manners and dove right into it and began stuffing my mouth like a starving third-world peasant.

He chuckled and said, “Glad you like it, kid…I have good news and bad news for you….”

I looked at him quizzically through bleary eyes continuing to stuff my mouth.

“You probably saw me on the phone. I called the depot and they said the next bus to Minnesota doesn’t leave until Thursday afternoon…”

My heart sank — Thursday was two days away.

“Don’t worry about a thing, kid — I live upstairs and you can stay on my sofa-bed!” he said.

“Well, uh, I dunno….” I mumbled.

“Don’t thank me until I tell you the best part, kid — I found you a job – a friend of mine works on a cruise ship and they’re looking for help…it’s docked in port right now but they’re leaving tomorrow night!”

“Well, I, uh, I’ve never done that before,” I softly stammered while gobbling down the food.

“No problem, kid, it ain’t the greatest job — you’ll be working in the galley, probably washing dishes and helping out the cooks, but it’s a job and you’ll make a small fortune — when those cruise ships are out at sea they pay their help an absurd amount of money — better than anything a boy like you could make anywhere else!” he said.

Huh? A boy like me? What does THAT mean?

I was about to say, ‘Thanks, but no thanks’ when he added, “I’m gonna guess when you get back from the six-week cruise you’re gonna have at least ten-grand in your pocket — how does that sound to you, kid? You could use ten-grand, couldn’t you?”

Ten thousand dollars? Damn straight I could use ten thousand dollars, but still….

“Well, uh, I dunno….” I mumbled.

“Good — it’s settled then — you’ll stay with me until I take you to the port!” he emphatically said. He left me alone to eat in peace.

What the heck just happened here? I asked myself. I come in to a crummy dive-bar almost broke, and now I have a job on a cruise ship and I’ll make TEN-THOUSAND DOLLARS for six-weeks of work? Unbelievable!

I heard my inner voice say, ‘Careful John, you know what your dad always says, “If it sounds too good to be true — it usually is!”

When I finished the meal the old man came over with two shot glasses filled with a clear liquid.

He handed one of them to me and said, “Let’s drink a toast to your good fortune, kid….”

I looked suspiciously at the glass and he said, “It’s peppermint schnapps, kid, I didn’t think you could handle whiskey, heh-heh-heh….”

That irritated me. I took the shot glass, raised it high in a toast then downed it all in one gulp – there — that’ll show him!

When I swallowed the sweet liquore he smiled, raised his shot glass and said, “To the first day of the rest of your life, kid!” then gulped down the schnapps with a huge grin on his face.

***

Yeah, I really don’t handle alcohol very well.

I became v-e-r-y light-headed to the point of seeing stars dancing before my eyes. I wanted to get off the bar stool to go ceyhan escort to the bus depot and check the schedule myself but my body just wouldn’t cooperate.

I was beginning to get concerned when all of a sudden a rush of euphoria swept thru my brain. Ohhhhhhhh-myyyyyyyyyyy….

The ugly old bartender leaned in close to my face and asked, “How you feeling, kid? You feel pretty good, don’t you?”

It was funny in a strange kind of way. I wanted to ask him what was happening to me but the only words to come out of my mouth were “…feel pretty good.”

“Of course you do,” he said to me, “in fact, you feel wonderful, am I right? Don’t you feel wonderful, kid?”

A tidal wave of joy and ecstasy overwhelmed my dizzy and spinning mind. Gone were all negative thoughts and emotions.

“Wonderful,” I sighed into his handsome face. Ohhhhhhh, he’s such a nice man and what a beautiful smile!

“Yes you do, and you owe it all to me…I’m going to take good care of you, boy, you’re going to stay with me until I bring you to the cruise ship…it won’t cost you anything at all – would you like that, boy?”

“Ohhhhhh-yessssssssss, thank you, sir….”

“I want you to call me ‘Uncle Donny’ – will you do that for me, boy?”

“Ohhhhhhh, okay, Uncle Donny….”

“Goooood boy — you’re such a good boy…Uncle Donny will take good care of you…do you trust me, boy? Do you trust your Uncle Donny?”

“Ohhhhh, yes Uncle Donny — I trust you Uncle Donny….”

“You can tell Uncle Donny anything – Uncle Donny loves you boy, Uncle Donny will take care of you, do you understand me, boy?”

“Ohhhh-yessss, Uncle Donny….”

“So no one knows you’re here with me, am I right boy?”

“Yes, Uncle Donny, no one knows….”

“…and you didn’t tell ANYONE you didn’t get the job at the Everglades?”

“Not yet, Uncle Donny, I’m going to call my parents after I buy a ticket at the bus depot….”

“Gooood-boy, you’re such a gooood-boy!”

Another wave of euphoria came crashing thru my mind. I am soooo happy he thinks I’m a good boy….

I heard the the front door open but didn’t turn to see who was coming inside. It didn’t matter anyway – I couldn’t take my eyes off Uncle Donny — he is the center of my world — my whole universe. The wonderful man is feeding me and getting me a fantastic job on a cruise ship and I’ll be making tons-and-tons of money…what a wonderful-wonderful man!

The guy who came in walked directly behind the bar. I guessed him to be around Uncle Donny’s age. He was bald.

“Sorry I’m late, Don, my damn dog got loose again and I had to chase him down the street,” he said to Uncle Donny.

Uncle Donny was very friendly with the bald man. “You know, Harry, timing is everything – if you’d been here an hour ago I woulda been gone by now and never would’ve met this beautiful little boy!”

The bald man looked at me then back to Uncle Donny. He smiled and said, “Well, he is a cute little guy…and by that shit-eating grin on his face it looks like you already had him drink the sissy-juice?”

Uncle Donny replied, “Oh yes, and he loves it, don’t you boy? You feel real good, doncha boy?”

I seemed to have a permanent smile fixed to my face. “Yes, Uncle Donny, I feel real good, Uncle Donny!”

He leaned in and patted my head. “Good boy — you’re such a good boy!”

I had Uncle Donny’s approval. I beamed with pride and happiness.

Uncle Donny said, “Yup, timing is everything…not only did this pretty boy come in here on my shift, but the Caligula is in port and shipping out tomorrow night — perfect timing!”

The bald man acted surprised. “What? You’re not selling him to THOSE guys, are you? Jesus Christ, Don, if we put him in one of the upstairs rooms right now we can have him turning tricks tonight!”

Hmmmm, ‘turn tricks’ — that sounds like fun…I wonder what kind of tricks they’ll teach me?

Uncle Donny frowned at the bald man and said, “You think small, Harry, you gotta look at the big picture…if we keep him and charge the usual ten-dollars a bj, he’ll make us what? A hundred, maybe a hundred and twenty a day and the kid ‘ll be burned-out in six months!”

BJ? That’s funny! My initials are ‘JB’ — hahahaha….

I heard the bald man say, “Well, let’s keep him a few months and make some money THEN sell him to the captain!”

Uncle Donny looked frustrated by the bald man.

“Dammit Harry, have you already forgotten what happened with the red-headed boy? Jesus Christ, we almost got our asses handed to us!” he said.

“We didn’t know the kids’ folks had money and would try and find him,” said the bald man.

“Well, I have a feeling this kid’s family has money too and when the resort tells them they dropped him off at the bus depot we’ll become ground zero for his search!” said Uncle Donny.

WOW, I thought, ‘ground zero’ – that sure sounds important….

The bald man seemed to relax. “Okay-okay, yeah, we don’t need another hassle like before…he is a ceylan escort cute little guy — the captain might give us two or three thousand for him.”

“Are you joking?” the old bartender exclaimed, “…he’s twenty-one years old but looks sixteen — he has blonde hair, blue eyes and I’m sure he’s a virgin – we’re gonna get at least ten grand for him no doubt about it — I’ll start the bidding at twenty but won’t take anything less than ten!”

A virgin? I’m NOT a virgin — I had sex with Mary Ellen just before I left on my trip. I tried to tell that to Uncle Donny but the words wouldn’t come out of my mouth.

“There you go again with your delusions of grandeur,” said baldy, “don’t play hardball with the captain — he doesn’t like it — get what you can from him…let’s get the kid out of here before someone comes looking for him!”

WOW, this is fun! They’re talking about playing hardball for lots and lots of money…I wonder if they’ll let me play, too?

The old man smiled at me again and I automatically smiled back at him.

Still looking at me, he said to baldy, “We’re gonna need more sissy-juice — I plan on keeping the kid buzzed until they take him away!”

Ohhhhh-goody…I L-O-V-E being buzzed….

Uncle Donny suddenly announced, “I’m gonna take him upstairs for a test-ride!” and came out from behind the bar and helped me off the stool. I almost fell but he caught me and held me up until I was able to stand on my own.

Baldy called out, “If he’s a virgin try and control yourself for a change, or we’ll only get a couple grand for him!”

Uncle Donny laughed, ran a finger back-and-forth across my closed lips and said, “Don’t worry, I’m sure he’s virgin here, too!”

I wanted to tell them “No” that I’d eaten-out Mary Ellen plenty of times but they were laughing so loud I became distracted and forgot what I was going to say.

Uncle Donny

My legs were so wobbly I was grateful Uncle Donny had his arm around me holding me upright as we climbed the steep set of stairs. Even he had a problem with his balance because every now and then his hand slipped off my lower back and accidentally grabbed and squeezed my butt-cheeks.

He led me down a short hallway then stopped, opened a door and guided me inside a small apartment. To my left I saw a sofa facing a television and to my right was an unmade, double bed with wrinkled sheets.

“You’ll stay here with me until the captain from the cruise ship comes and takes you away.”

I was still feeling wonderful from the beer and schnapps and simply sighed, “Ohhhh, okay….”

He led me to the sofa and helped me sit down. I watched him go to the tiny kitchen, open the refrigerator door and pull out a small can of V8 juice. He opened it and poured out a quarter of the juice into the sink.

That’s kinda odd, I thought. Why would he waste some of it?

He reached into his pants pocket and brought out a vial of liquid, unscrewed the cap and poured half the contents into the V8 can.

Ohhhhh, I understand now. He has to empty out some V8 to make room for more sissy-juice. That makes sense!

He sat next to me on the sofa and handed me not only the V8 but also a small blue pill.

“Here, put this in your mouth and wash it down with the juice,” he said.

I hesitated – something didn’t seem quite right.

“Don’t worry, it’s a vitamin,” he said, “if you’re not healthy the captain won’t let you onboard the cruise ship!”

Ohhhhhh, yeah, that makes sense, I thought and took the pill and drank down the can of V8.

“Good boy…” he said as he pulled me to him and gave me a hug. “You’re a good little boy….”

Ohhhh, I LOVE hearing him say that to me – he’s such a nice man!

He took the remote control off the coffee table and switched-on the television.

“Stay here and watch tv while I go and change into something more comfortable!” he said.

When I didn’t say anything he looked me square in the eyes and said, “Cutie, when I say something to you I want you to say ‘Yes, Uncle Donny’ — can you do that for me, cutie?”

Ohhhhh-myyyyyyyy — another deluge of euphoria completely enveloped my mind – it felt sooooo-goooood….

“Ohhhhh, yes Uncle Donny — I can do that, Uncle Donny….”

He slowly leaned in and kissed me on my forehead. How sweet…what a nice man!

“I’ll be right back,” he said. “Watch tv — watch it carefully — you’ll learn how you can thank your Uncle Donny for getting you a great job — it’s going to be a job of a lifetime, hahaha….”

I mindlessly said thru a hazy but pleasant fog in my head, “Yes…job of my lifetime…thank you, Uncle Donny…job of my lifetime….”

“That’s not the thank you I deserve – you can do so much better than that – watch the movie and learn the proper way of thanking a man, you ungrateful little shit!” he harshly said then abruptly stood and walked away leaving me sitting by myself.

His outburst not only frightened me, but made me feel so bad I turned to watch the television to learn the proper way of thanking a man.

On the screen was an older man and a boy who looked to be around my age — the old man looked familiar — OH-MY…he looks exactly like Uncle Donny!

The man and boy were embracing. In the next scene they were kissing – sweet, soft, loving kisses.

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I don’t hear the honking until my shoes are tied. The honks are rapid and impatient, I wanted to smack him upside the head for being so rude. Mom is in the kitchen cleaning up the remains of breakfast. I grabbed my backpack and I kissed her cheek.

“Are you going to be here after school?” I said.

“No,” she said. “Will that be okay?”

“Yes,” I said not wanting her to interfere with my plans.

I raced out the door and I saw Tyler’s truck. He looked bored and angry. For once I didn’t care about making him mad. He wasn’t even on my radar, today only Shane was. I climbed in and he started the truck with a loud roar, we shot out of the driveway and into the streets.

The weather was so nice I rolled my window all the way down. Tyler was quiet which was a shocker to say the least. I decided to break the silence because even though we weren’t as close as we use to be, didn’t mean I didn’t care about him. I just wish he wasn’t so mean all the time.

“Wat’s up?” I said.

He shrugged than frowned. “I was rejected from UC,”

My eyes widened with shock. “Fuck dude,”

I felt sorry for Tyler, University of Cincinnati was his top choice. And I knew he was still hurting from when all those other schools he applied to rejected him also. Usually he was so upbeat and full of jokes, seeing him so dark and brooding wasn’t cumra escort a huge surprise but it was rare.

“There’s other schools,” I said reassuringly.

“Yeah whatever,” he scoffed.

We pulled up to school and I knew despite the excitement I felt for Shane and I, Tyler wasn’t going to be okay. And I just knew that he needed me, more than ever. My stomach was fluttering with thoughts of Shane than unease at deserting Tyler.

“Come on,” he said.

In the hallway everyone is loud and chatting, I spot Heather walking toward me and I wince. Shit I didn’t call or text her. I totally forgot about her, I even remember pressing ignore when she called me yesterday. Her long blond hair is straight today with a clip holding her bangs.

She looked hurt and pissed. I avoided her glaze when she took my hand.

“Can we talk?” She asked.

I nod and we walked away until we found a corner. I don’t have a excuse so I decided to be somewhat honest with her.

“Why didn’t you answer my calls?” She said.

“Because I didn’t want to,” I said.

“What why?” She said confused.

“Heather your my girlfriend and I care about you so much but I don’t love you,” I said.

“Where is this coming from,” she said tears gathering in her eyes.

I’m about to response until I noticed Tyler dalaman escort and his friends laughing and taunting… Shane. I see red, I walked past her and I watched my friends.

“Hey faggot,” Tyler said. “Whatcha reading?”

Shane was carrying a paperback under his armpit when they surrounded him.

“Fuck off,” Shane snapped.

Tyler pushed Shane against the lockers. His book fell and Keith picked it up. His grin was crooked and downright evil.

“Leave him alone,” I said.

“Dude we’re just joking,” Larry said seeming hesitant and worried.

“I don’t care, that’s assault,” I said snagging the book from Keith.

Tyler gave me a weird look, he wasn’t going to back down not like the others.

“Are you a faggot lover or something?” He said.

“Tyler stop being a dick and act like a decent person for once,” I said.

All the guys started grinning and hyping the drama. I knew this would possibly ruin our friendship but I wouldn’t condone bullying, not anymore. Too long I let Tyler hurt others but today I wasn’t going to be a bystander.

“What the hell man,” Tyler said. “You gone and turned soft on me?”

“Tyler leave him alone,” I said pushing him away from Shane. Heather walked over, tears fully running down her cheeks.

“Asher,” Tyler said. “Don’t fuck datça escort with me man.” he warned.

“Let’s go,” I said to Shane.

Without a word Shane followed me down the hall.

My heart was racing and I couldn’t think straight. I was nervous and excited. Shane and I decided to skip school, we snuck out and drove to my house. I doubled checked the rooms and I was sure that mom was indeed absent.

I slowly undressed so captivated by Shane. He was only wearing briefs, his chest was hairless and smooth. I lightly touched his nipples which were hard like pebbles. He rubbed my cock though my boxers and I moaned in appreciation. He pushed me down on the bed, and he kissed my stomach. My eyes closed when I felt him unearth my cock.

His hand worked my rigid cock and then he devoured my cock whole. His tongue was warm and moist as he deep throated me. I started to whimper when he deeply sucked. I couldn’t handle the slow assault. He must have noticed I was going to cum because he stopped.

We kissed and I tasted myself on his tongue. He crawled on top of me and he positioned my cock under his opening, and then he sat on my cock. I cried out as he moved up and down on my lap. We found a rhythm and we pounded into each other. His small hands were on my chest. I groaned and I held his slim waist, his back arched.

Suddenly my vision blurred and I was coming so hard, Shane eyes are closed and his small cock spurted white cum on my chest and chin. I unloaded into him and the release was sweet and heavenly. I’m so high and sedated that I didn’t even hear my bedroom door close and somebody hurryingly leaving my house.

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After my divorce, my friends told me to get out more. They were all married, so I was a third wheel to them. I signed up for some continuing education courses at the local community college. I wanted to work out more so I took things like parcourse, weight training, etc. It was something to do at night after work. And I didn’t meet anyone I wanted to go out with.

Then I hurt my shoulder, partial tear of the rotator cuff, while working on my car. Don’t ask. I needed to get it ‘scoped, and I did. First surgery for me. I missed going to work out. That surprised me, because I’m not a jock. I thought maybe I could go there anyway and get my heart rate up a bit. It was hot and I walked fast enough to get sweaty. I needed a shower.

Showers posed problems. I still had the sutures in and they needed to stay dry. Resourceful person that I am, I had brought a plastic bag along with some tape. I could punch a hole in the bag and slide it up my arm, seal the top and bottom with tape and be home free. Sounds like it ought to work, right? I hadn’t practice it. At home, I had sponge-bathed and washed my hair by hanging my head over the edge of the tub.

“Need a hand?” I looked up from the bench and saw Mark. He was in my weight training session. “I went through that last year. It’s a bitch.” Mark was about the same size as me, but was wrapped only in a towel. I was sitting on the bench with my towel over my lap.

“Yeah, thanks.” Sitting on the bench put his cock right at my eye level. I seemed to be drawn to looking at it, to see if there was a lump there. I could see the towel move in a slight wave, his cock! Well, of course he has a cock. He’s a guy. That is where you would expect to find that bit of anatomy. Right between his legs.

He straddled the bench and wrapped the tape around the top of the bag. His hands were warm and sure on my skin. I was looking over my shoulder like I was looking at him put the tape on, but my eyes were riveted on the towel and what was behind door number one. He started working on the taping the bottom.

And his towel slipped off.

“Oops.” Oops, hell. I was face to cock with a real life cock. I had never been that close to one before. At least not naked. I’ve had guys lean over me while putting something into the overhead compartment in an airplane, but that is when you lean away, know what I mean? This was a cock, soft, cut head at one end, bush of hair at the other. Balls hung like soft pendulums.

“There.” Was I staring all this time at his cock?

“Thanks.” I looked up and, yeah, he caught me staring at his cock. What am I, a perv?

He picked up his towel and put it back around his waist. “I’m Mark, by the way. Can I help you with anything else?”

“Hi, Don. No, thanks for helping out.”

“No problem. People need to help each other out sometimes. No harm in that.”

I was slightly embarrassed for having been caught looking, but it wasn’t bad. Look, I only see my own cock. What do other cocks look like? I’m not a perv.

He headed to the showers and I waited a bit before following. I had my hands full and thought that I should have taken him up on his offer. The showers were organized in groups of six, with walls between them. Mark was in the group on the end, so I went to the one next to it to have some privacy. I wanted to stand in the water and feel what I hadn’t felt in a week, the warm wash of water over my skin.

I turned on the water and it just dribbled out. I tried all six and they all had rather anemic water pressure. I could hear Mark and he seemed to have all the water pressure in the world in his shower. I started to leave my group of showers to find a better group when I heard his turn off.

“No pressure? Yeah, these are the best.” I turned and Mark was standing in front of the showers, reaching for his towel. “The one on the end there is the best.” He was pointing at the one in the corner. He had a pretty good body, masculine, hair on his chest, but not a gorilla.

“Thanks.” I knew what I wanted and took his advice. I moved my towel and soap down the row, went into the shower and turned on the water. It felt great. I’d left my soap on the shelf outside the shower cluster and turned to get it. Mark was watching me as I retrieved my soap bar. I got under the water again and looked down. How did my dick get so inflated without me knowing? I wasn’t hard, but was on my way there. What the fuck?

Then I dropped my soap and it skidded out to right in front of Mark. He picked it up. “Need some help?”

“No, thanks.” I took the soap çarşamba escort from him and he was looking right into my eyes.

“Rotator cuff?”

“Yeah.”

“I had that last year. It’s a pain, but you’ll get better. See?” He rolled his right arm around, stretching, flexing. His bicep looked great, muscles under skin. Eyes again. He was looking right into me.

“That’s what they tell me. Right now it is a pain.”

“I know what you mean.” He laughed. Guy laughter. I went under the shower again and started to soap up. And dropped the soap again. And you know where it went.

Mark picked it up and walked over. “Let me help you out.” He pushed me back under the water and didn’t put the soap into my outstretched hand. He started soaping my back. It felt great. But my dick was filling out more. I turned away so he couldn’t see.

“When I had my surgery last year, I had someone to help me out with stuff. So I can pass on the favor.” He was soaping my chest, arm pits, arms, and my cock was hard. I tried to turn so he couldn’t see it. He was close to me.

“You married?” I wasn’t wearing a ring, so it was a fair question.

“No, divorced. Last year.”

“Same here. I’m sorry.” Divorced guys often say that to each other like we can actually help by saying it, but it just takes time.

“Guess it has been a while for you.” Yeah, I haven’t been laid in a while, and now that my jerking off hand has a bum shoulder, even longer.

He knelt and started to soap my legs. He was going to get to my cock sooner or later and then what would he do.

He got there. His soapy hand caressed my cock and I jumped a little. But he didn’t stop. His hands went around my cock and balls, between my legs. He started stroking my cock lightly. I started to turn to him. I saw that his cock was getting hard.

This was crazy. I liked it, it was scary, we could get caught. I liked it. I had always wondered what being with another man was like but was scared to be gay. I had a couple of close calls in college, but was rescued by marriage. Now I was out there. I had gay fantasies, starting from when I learned to jack off, but I told myself that it was because it was the forbidden thing that made me respond to them. I really didn’t like guys the way I liked women, but I felt so damn good.

“Wait. What if someone comes in?”

“They won’t come down here. Do you like it?”

Sink or swim time. “Yes.”

“Good. Just go with it. You need it. Fuck my hands.”

I started to pump into his hands, bracing myself against the shower wall with my good hand. It felt so damned good. He moved behind me and I felt his cock between my legs, his chest against my back.

“What?”

“It’s okay, just fuck my hands. Feel my hands.”

I did, and it was fucking fantastic. I could feel his soapy cock slide down between my cheeks, and I felt like all cock. I was the cock, I was the cunt. I knew that he couldn’t penetrate me, but the feel of his cock between my cheeks was mind blowing.

“I want to fuck you, but it won’t work here. I want you.” Nobody had wanted me in a while. Not my wife, who hadn’t wanted me for most of the time since we said ‘I do.’ He backed away and I felt one hand slide between my cheeks and a finger probe my anus. I knew what he was going to do and I didn’t care.

His finger entered me and I knew that it was exactly what I wanted. I had fingered myself in the shower before, those times when I was married and my wife had a headache that lasted a month. I knew it was what I wanted and I didn’t have to do anything, just give into the pleasure of it.

His finger slid in and out, fucking me slightly. I pushed back against him and he came up close to me, his body against my side.

“You likee?”

I turned to look at him, close to me and through my head back and pumped his hand. His finger fucking continued and the pressure of his cock, his body against my side pushed me over the edge and I erupted.

“God!”

He pumped my cum out languidly, and I shuddered with each emission.

I was spent, leaning my head against the shower wall and I felt his finger slip out of me.

“God. Damn. That was good.”

“Glad I could help.” I turned to look at him and his cock was hard. I reached for it with my good hand. He leaned close to me. He wanted to kiss me. I didn’t care. I kissed him.

Stubble. I pulled him close to me. I had never touched a man before and here I was, going full blown gay. His lips were soft, his tongue hard in a way that çaycuma escort no woman’s tongue could be.

What did I just do? I dropped his cock and pulled back. I think he saw the panic in my eyes.

“Take it easy, grasshopper. You are still who you are.” And I knew what he meant. I was still who I was, I had just done something new, but it didn’t define me. “You jerked off in the shower and played with your ass. You’ve done it before, this time you had help.”

“Look, this is a misunderstanding.” What else could I say?

“It’s okay. I was just helping out.” He backed away, hurt by the rejection a little.

So there we were, two naked guys, one who had just had a mind blowing orgasm, and who hadn’t. One of whom was very confused.

I turned off the water and went for the safety of my towel.

“Sorry if I came on to you. I saw you in class before and thought that you seemed like a decent guy. I had you pegged for someone who had gotten dumped and divorced, same as me. I thought that we might have more in common. I like women, but like to play with guys sometimes. I prefer women. I thought you were the same.”

I didn’t know what to say. He was right about me.

“This is awkward. I’m sorry.”

Honesty is a bitch. “You’re right about those things. I got dumped and divorced. And I had played with myself in the shower. I’m just really confused.” I looked around. We were alone in the cavernous locker room. It was late. “I’ve never touched a man before. I was excited.”

“How do you feel now?”

“Scared.”

“Wanting to be close to someone else doesn’t make you gay, it makes you human. You like women, right? You look at women, right? You don’t look at guys, right? You’re like most guys. You mesh with women, but you have a part of you where you want to be wanted in a way that a woman can’t want you but a man can.”

He was right about that. I wanted to be wanted. In the gayest of my fantasies, I was with a man who knew me and knew what I wanted in a way that a woman couldn’t. He took me, his hard cock in me, filling me, giving me what I wanted and I pleased him in a way a woman couldn’t, his cum filling my ass. But how to find such a man?

I turned to him. Maybe this was the guy.

“You probably started to play with your anus when you were young, it felt good and you were ashamed to tell anyone. You jerked off and sometimes slipped a finger inside, and then felt ashamed afterward. You wanted to tell your wife but you knew it would freak her out, and you hid your shame. I know, because that is the life I’ve lived.”

He knew me alright.

“You want to know what to do now. Don’t panic. Don’t be ashamed.”

“What do you want?” Did he want to fuck me right here in the open?

“I want you to be comfortable with this and enjoy it like I enjoy it.”

I looked around.

“I have a key to the trainer’s room. Get your things.”

Okay. I’ll do this. I got my towel and we walked between the lockers to the trainer’s room. It was warm and there was a padded bench. I sat on it. Was he going to fuck me here? Is that what he wanted?

He pulled me to my feet and we embraced. I was getting hard again, shaking with excitement. I had never felt another hairy chest on mine. I liked it. We kissed. Stubble again. But I was beginning to like it. His arms were wrapped around me and his hands were on my ass. I had my bad arm up as if in a sling and it was between us.

“Just feel. Try out the feelings.” He was kissing me, holding my face with his hands and it felt a little weird to let go and let a man hold me that way. I slid a hand down to his ass, cupping a nice cheek. I was liking it.

He was hard as a rock, his cock was about as big as mine, helmet head all pink. I wanted to taste it. I sat down and pulled him toward me. I took him in my mouth, soft, warm, spongy. I held his balls in my hand and licked up one side and down the other. He was leaking a little and and I pushed my tongue into the slippery slit.

I wanted him to cum in my mouth. I wrapped my lips around him and started stroking him with my good hand. His hands in my hair, fingers on my scalp, rubbing. I had only one good hand, but let go of his cock to slip my hand back and play with his crack, finding his anus which drove his cock deep into my throat. I pushed a finger against his anus and he responded by fucking my mouth. We slipped into a rhythm and I wanted his cum. He started to breath harder and I pushed deeper into his anus. His eruption happened when he was not çayırova escort deep in my mouth and I managed to ride him back and catch it. I pulled my finger from his anus and grabbed his cock, milking his cock and keeping him from making me gag. I swallowed without thinking about it. Sort of sweet, sort of bitter. Need to try this again.

I looked up at him. Did I do a good job with my first blow job? His eyes were closed.

“Oh, god! Oh, God!” I guess I did okay, but my jaw as a little sore. He pulled me up and kissed me deeply, tongue in my mouth.

“Can we lay down here for a minute?” The trainer’s table was about the size of a twin bed and he lay on his side, pulling me onto my back. He put a leg over my legs, cock against my thigh, arm across my chest.

We didn’t talk for a bit and then we started to talk more. I told him about me. I told him that he had been exactly right. He was playing with my cock, not wanting to let go. We talked about our lives. He was the kind of guy I would want as a friend, but I would never have done this with a friend. We talked for about an hour. He didn’t know until after jerking me off that I had never been with a man. He only approached me because he thought that I was open to an approach.

It was getting late. How to say good bye? We got dressed.

“Want to get a bite to eat?” Okay, we’ll say good bye later.

Well, later was very much later. We went to his place and I knew exactly what I wanted. We walked in the door and I turned to him. He undressed me and I was naked in front of him. I was on my knees, taking him in my mouth again, making him hard, wanting him to fuck my mouth and he led to his bedroom.

I got on the bed, feeling like a sacrifice and he pushed my legs up. He started with my cock, then my balls, his dancing tongue down to my ass. The tip of his tongue on my ass made me spread my legs and open to him. The tip of his tongue traced around and then dipped in, and I stained to meet him. But his tongue teased me and all I could do is almost pant with desire to be penetrated.

He lubed me up. I was scared, knowing it would hurt. He stretched me with one finger, two fingers, then pushed his cock against me. When he was tonguing me, all I could think was “yes, fuck me, fuck me” I opened to him and wanted him inside me. Now he was. His cock head pushed in and it hurt but he paused and when I told him to start again, he push ever so gradually into me, filling me, more pressure than I had ever felt before. I wanted him to cum in me. He was wearing a condom, but I wanted to feel his surge, his thrust, his spasms.

He pulled out a little and then back in, my legs in the air, a slut giving everything to him. He rocked easily into me, his balls against my ass and then the hair around his cock grinding into my anus, hard. I wanted more, more fucking.

I must have said that because he picked up the pace, long slow strokes turned into hard pounding fucks, his thighs against mine.

Then my ass was empty and he was pulling me toward the edge of the bed and he was standing on the floor. I knew what he was going to do. He pushed into me with one motion, one hard fuck, all the way in and I wanted to cum right then and there. Cum! Cum! I was being turned inside out. But I couldn’t cum. He started fucking me in earnest and I tried to fuck back, pulling him into me. I wasn’t hard, I couldn’t cum.

He started to breath hard and I felt his hand on my cock. I was hard to his touch and he was stroking me. He was holding off while getting me closer. He was stroking more slowly, each grinding stroke was hitting bottom on me, across my throbbing prostate. I was thrashing on the bed, groaning for release, begging for relief.

“Argh!” I started to cum, the orgasm ripped from my body by his stroking hand and pounding cock. My anus spasmed, grabbing him tightly and he fucked into me deep and hard, cumming on the stroke. My cum was splashing high on my chest as he was an animal, pulling out and pounding in again, making me a fucktoy of his needs.

“God!”, one last deep spasm ending fuck deep into my bowels and he was spent. I was light headed, not knowing what to do next. My anus clenched him, sore, but satisifed.

“Oh, you bastard, don’t tease me. I can’t fuck any more!” I wasn’t teasing him on purpose, it was just my body. I couldn’t help it and squeezed him again. He yelped and pushed me back on the bed and crawled on top of me, staying inside me somehow and I wrapped my legs and arm around him. He kissed me deeply. He kissed my eyes, my neck. I wanted to stay like that for a long time. But he slipped out.

“Want to shower?” We showered again, him washing my body gently, my abused ass tenderly. I stroked his cock and would have taken him in my mouth again but he told me it would take too long to orgasm so we didn’t.

But we did the next morning.