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My wife and I had been in and around the swinger lifestyle for a couple years at this point. Up until now, we had been mostly soft swap. In other words, she played with the girls, while the husbands and I participated, but not with the other wife. We had full swapped in the same room once or twice, but not much. That also meant I hadn’t been able to REALLY watch her with another guy.

I knew I really enjoyed seeing her be pleasured by someone else, but had never been able to watch her with another guy very closely. Then we met Bob. A single guy, fairly well known in the circle we played in. He was late 30’s, successful, and a genuinely nice guy. The two of them hit it off quickly. A few weeks later, I was working, and they ended up at the same party. He asked if we ever played with single guys, she said no, but we weren’t opposed. Over the next few days we talked it over, and planned a date.

The day came and we went to his place for dinner. It was perfectly comfortable. He was a true gentleman. I never felt left out, or like I was a third wheel at all. We had a nice dinner, and drinks, then he asked if we’d like to go upstairs and watch some porn. We eagerly agreed. His bedroom was huge. Huge king sized, four poster bed, with a large tv mounted on the wall. He dialed up some porn that he obviously had hand-picked…all threesome, and all MFM.

We settled into his bed, my wife in the middle and made small talk and watched the porn. He would point out a position, or something and ask what we thought. He was definitely feeling our comfort levels out.

After a short while, they began rubbing and touching, then kissing. I was propped on an elbow with a bird’s eye view of all the action! I was almost instantly hard. He was very attentive, not pushy at all. He talked and kept an eye on the tv the whole time. Finally, I suggested we all get more comfortable, which we quickly did. He stripped completely naked with his back turned, which enabled her some privacy as well. When he turned around, I was mildly shocked. No one had mentioned his cock. His definitely larger than average cock. My 1st reaction was a twinge of jealousy. 2nd was a little bit of insufficiency. Neither were normal for me! Then…I looked over at HER reaction. Mouth slightly open, face flushed, and starting right at his half hard, 7 or so inch cock. She almost pulled him back onto the bed by his cock. She couldn’t wait to get her hands on it!

He chuckled a little bit but complied quickly! I was naked now, and resumed my position next to her, propped up on my elbow. She sat up and laid him down in her spot so she could properly worship his now fully erect cock. A quick side note about my wife, she is a cocksucking master. Easily one of the best. No gag reflex at all, and she genuinely loves to do it.

She took her place between his legs, spreading them nice and serdivan escort wide, and proceeds to devour his cock. Within the first 5 seconds he’s moaning and breathing heavy. It’s right about then that I realize I am laying mere inches from this guy as my wife is giving him an award-winning blow job…and I am furiously stroking my own cock at the sight! He looks over, sees me stroking, makes eye contact and smiles. Should have been very awkward, but it wasn’t at all. Then he starts talking. Not super dirty…but talking. First to her, “holy shit that feels good”, “damn you suck my cock so good”. Things like that. Then to me “oh man, your wife is such a good little cock sucker! One lucky man!”

I realized I was seconds from cumming from this! I talked myself down and stopped stroking. I moved off the bed and went around to check out the view from behind her. Her amazing ass up in the air, head bobbing on his cock. I dove right in. She was so wet! He could hear by my noises that she was wet. “Damn, it looks like sucking my cock makes you wet doesn’t it? Have you ever had your pussy and ass eaten while sucking cock?” She was just moaning on his cock non-stop by now. I moved around so I could finger her soaking wet pussy and get a view of her and his cock. I tried to move is leg down some so I wasn’t on it, but there wasn’t really room. Unsure of the proper protocol in those situations I just hesitated and didn’t move. He took the cue and bent his knee up to give us both room to work. Now, with my improved angle, I could see that she had made a slobbery mess of his cock, balls, and everywhere else. She also had a finger in his ass. He was bucking against her throat, and her finger and obviously getting close to cumming. She saw the signs and slowed her attack.

He laid back, attempting to regain his composure while I still continued to finger fuck her exactly how she liked it. She looked over at me, hand still around his flawless cock, face shining from sweat and spit, and smiled a sexy smile. I asked if she was having fun, in lieu of an answer, she kissed me, deeply. Once it hit her that she was kissing me with the mouth that had JUST come off of someone else’s cock, she stopped and pulled back. To show my approval, I kissed her back, just as deeply.

When we broke the kiss, we realized he was looking at us with a big smile on his face. “I hope that means we are ALL having fun?!” We both nodded yes. “Good, because I’m dying to fuck your wife, if that would be ok with both of you?”

After a good laugh and approvals, he asked her what position she would like. She said, without hesitation, cowgirl. I took one last long, deep lick of her pussy as she crawled up on top of him and he slid on a condom. I was low enough on the bed I got to watch him penetrate her from that angle. She slowly lowered herself onto serik escort his cock. They both exhaled deeply as she reached bottom. I was a mere foot away from a perfect cock entering my wifes pussy and holy shit it was amazing! His balls twitched a few times before she even began to fuck him. I slid up onto the bed so I could see their faces. His eyes were wide open, watching her tiny body glide up and down his cock. Her head was thrown back, eyes closed, mouth open. Once she maneuvered to get him hitting her G-spot, she was on the verge of cumming in seconds. The sound of his cock hitting bottom in her soaking wet pussy filled the room. Then her moans got louder and louder. He was talking the whole time. About how wet, and tight her pussy was. How sexy she was. How lucky I was.

She was getting close. I knew those sounds. Next thing I realize, shes looking me in the eye. Almost asking if she should cum. I told her I wanted to see her cum on his cock. To use his cock to make her cum. And damn did she. She came, and came, and came. Her pussy juices running down his cock, stomach, balls. Once it had subsided, he deftly lifted her off and asked if he could fuck her missionary. She readily said yes. I moved up to have access to her small, but firm and amazing tits and went to work. He was on his knees, holding her legs up high, and fucking her in long, slow strokes. I had a great angle to look down her stomach and see every stroke. His pace begins to quicken and the strokes became shorter. Without much time to think, or discuss, he asked if he could pull out and come on her stomach. I didn’t take her tit out of my mouth long enough to weigh in, but she almost screamed yes.

All of us were breathing raggedly, rocking to the motion of his hammering. Just as I lift my mouth to kiss her open, moaning mouth, he pulls out and pulls off the condom in one motion. The 1st shot hit the opposite nipple, a solid stream from just below her belly button all the way to her tit. The 2nd only slightly shorter. Then the 3rd was massive. I just got a front row seat to a huge load being shot all over my wifes body! I was unconsciously stroking like a madman, and she was so close to her 2nd orgasm. He reached down and began to finger her. Two in her well fucked pussy, and a thumb on her clit. She was bucking and moaning like it was her first one! I resume my attack on her right tit, stroking my cock and watching her build. All of the sudden, another 1st for us…she squirts!! At least a cup of pussy juice shoots from her pussy, onto him, his arm, and hand. Without thinking, I move his hand and DIVE into her still throbbing pussy. Lapping at it like a man dying of thirst. As I’m enjoying this unsuspected treat, I realize that him and I are both rubbing her tits, stomach and whole upper body. Then, out of the corner of my eye I realize he’s stroking seydikemer escort his still hard cock right next to me. As the smell of both of their orgasms pounds my senses, I hear my wife calling my name. I look up and she’s motioning me up to her. I slid up her body and our lips met, just as I slid my cock inside her.

The feeling of her amazingly wet, freshly fucked pussy was almost too much. I had to sit very still for a few seconds to regain myself. As I did, Bob positioned himself by her head. She eagerly took his cock in her mouth. Now she was in heaven. As was I.

I arch my back to give me access to her pert tits. With the 1st lick I realized another new thing just happened. I tasted another mans cum. On my wifes tits. She must have realized about the same time, because we made eye contact, my only response was to resume my licking. I could taste his cum, hear her mouth eagerly devouring his cock, and feel how wet her pussy was. I had planned to not cum inside her, in case he was averse to following that, but the moment was too hot. I exploded. Hours…days…of anticipation exploding one after the other into her now twice fucked pussy.

After I came, I continued to enjoy to buffet of cum. I licked my way down through his, to get to hers…and mine. I rolled us over into a 69 with her on top, so not to miss any of the goodness. She showed my cock the same enthusiasm she had been showing his. Bob moved around to the foot of the bed, looking at her ass. He got a finger wet in her pussy and began to play with her tight little asshole. The more he circled it, the more her moans pushed out our cum. As I cleaned the last drop, I realized we may be on the verge of another 1st. It appeared as if he may try to enter her from behind, with me underneath. As my brain tried to process this, she must have realized too and moved off of me to one side for him. At first, relief…quickly followed by disappointment. What a view THAT would have been!

Not that what happened was much less hot though. My sexy little wife got spit-roasted, to her 3rd huge climax of the night. His hands on her ass, mine tangled in her hair, she bounced between our cocks until all 3 of us came again. Bob came first, deep in her pussy, with pounding thrusts. Then I came, at least half, straight down her throat. Which pushed her over the edge. We all collapsed into a pile on the bed. She slowly pulled him up to take off the condom and clean off his now flaccid cock.

As soon as he was clean, he pulled her up for a deep kiss, surprising us both. We lounged and giggled for quite a while. More kissing and fondling took place, but the night of firsts was winding down. Our first MFM threesome was a smashing success. We all had fun, and learned a few things about ourselves for sure. I was now HOOKED on seeing her cum with others. I was HOOKED on seeing her make guys cum. And I was definitely hooked on how amazing her pussy felt when freshly fucked by someone else!

The ride home was great. The car smelled like cum. She was literally glowing. At one point I looked over, she was about half asleep, and was gently rubbing her nipple through her shirt. Perfect!

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Carol returned home from work to find her roommates arguing. Again. She was getting tired of this. With tuition costs and basic supplies, she could barely afford even her share of the rent on this dump. If her roommates kept up this constant bickering, one or both were going to move out and she’d be in a tough spot.

“I’m telling you, I’ve seen it” Derek insisted.

John, always the skeptic, argued, “And I’m saying, It’s not possible. It’s all special effects.”

“What are we talking about?” Carol asked. Both men shut up immediately. They hadn’t realized she’d come in, Carol realized. And when John blushed bright red, she knew they were arguing about something they would never have discussed had they known she was present. “Girls or sex?” she guessed.

“Porn,” Derek answered.

“Of course. What’s the argument?”

“Not important,” John said.

“I’m sure of that,” Carol nodded. “Nobody is going to cure cancer by watching a porno. But I’m sick of the arguing. This time, you’re going to tell me what it’s about.” She pointed at John, who was always quick to clam up but started most of the fights.

Reluctantly, John explained. “Derek is claiming he watched a video when two men were having sex with the same woman.”

“Well, I’m afraid that it is possible,” Carol said. “One man has to settle for butt sex, that’s all.”

“No, both men were penetrating her vagina at the same time, according to Derek. But it isn’t possible.”

“I’ve seen it,” Derek repeated.

“Faked,” John insisted.

“Whole babies slide through that tunnel,” Carol reminded him. “I’ll bet it could take two dicks, no problem.”

“Pregnant women produce all kinds of hormones and enzymes and other things to prepare her body. But normal women cannot stretch that much.”

“I will ignore your idiotic assertion that pregnant women aren’t normal. But pregnancy doesn’t magically reconfigure the female body. All the equipment remains the same. If it can stretch to fit a baby, it can stretch to fit a pair of pricks.”

“No,” John shook his head. “It can’t happen. It isn’t possible.”

“I am so over this fighting,” Carol informed them. “So over it. We’ve got two males and one female right here. We will settle this argument one way or another. If it works, then John never again argues a point without proof. If John is correct, and it does not work, then you, Derek, will quit bringing up these bizarre topics of discussion.”

“Settle this how?” Derek asked hopefully.

“Exactly how you’re thinking. We take off our clothes and the two of you try to fuck me. And whoever turns out to be correct, the two of you will cover my share of the rent for next month.”

“You cannot be serious,” John scoffed.

“I am dead serious,” Carol said, unzipping her skirt and dropping it to the floor. “This fighting has to stop now. If I have to sacrifice my body, I’ll do it. Get your clothes off, both şehitkamil escort of you.”

“I’m in!” Derek enthused.

“If it works, you’ll both be in.”

“This isn’t necessary,” John protested.

“Are you willing to admit you’re wrong?”

John was silent.

“Then take off your clothes,” Carol demanded. She had her shirt off and quickly shed her bra. In nine months of living together, John had never even seen her in a bikini. Her bare breasts finally convinced him that this was really happening. He slowly unbuttoned his shirt.

Derek was down to his boxers when he suddenly became shy. He’d been fantasizing about sex with Carol ever since she moved in. But he was not comfortable about doing her in front of another guy. And doing her with another guy was something he was distinctively uncomfortable about.

But Carol was having none of it. She pulled her panties to her knees, then let them drop, revealing her clean shaven pussy. She pointed insistently at Derek’s boxers. “Off. Now.” And she glared at John to get him moving faster. A few awkward minutes later, the three roommates were naked together for the first time ever.

“All right,” she said, “Seems to me that this will work best if one of you lies down and I get on top and then the other comes in from behind.”

“That’s how they did it in the movie,” Derek agreed.

“John, you’re elected. Lie down.”

“Here on the floor?”

“Yes. On the floor. Now, if you please.”

John slowly obeyed. And Carol growled when his reluctant squeamishness left him with a flaccid little dick. “Are you kidding me? I realize you don’t have control over that thing. I know you can’t just pop a boner at will. But I’m naked. And I’m reasonably attractive. The sight of a naked girl is supposed to produce an automatic hard-on.”

She got down on the floor, on her hands and knees. “I can’t believe I’m doing this,” she said, then took him into her mouth.

She sucked on him for a few minutes, licking the head of his cock, and massaging his balls with her fingers until he was hard enough for penetration. Then she stood up, straddled his waist, and crouched down on top of him. She took his cock in her hand, positioned it until the head was nudging her pussy lips open then sank down and impaled herself.

Carol loved the feel of a good, hard cock buried inside her. There was nothing better. In her irritation with her annoying, quarrelsome roommates, she had almost forgotten how good this was going to feel. She rose and fell on him a few times, savoring the sensations of a dick sliding in and out of her. But the best was yet to come.

She leaned forward, lying down on top of John. Just to annoy the prudish jerk, she kissed him, slipping her tongue into his mouth. Moments ago, her lips and tongue had been on his penis. That was sure to bother him.

But she had a purpose şehzadeler escort here, a theory to prove or disprove and an argument to settle. Looking back over her shoulder, she said, “Go ahead,” to Derek.

As he knelt down behind here, getting into position, Carol was suddenly aware that this position made her vulnerable to the more usual kind of double penetration. She needed to nip that possibility in the bud.

“I need to confess something to you boys,” she said. “I love sex. I love getting stuffed with dick. I am really, genuinely looking forward to this experiment. When I masturbate, I cannot come without shoving something inside my cunt. I need to use a dildo or vibrator or it just doesn’t work for me. For special occasions, I have an extra-large one I call Brutus. I am hoping that two real dicks inside me will feel even better than a giant fake one.

“But remember what we’re trying to accomplish here. Stick to the plan back there, Derek. If you try to sneak in my back door, I will not be happy, and Brutus is going to show you what that feels like.”

Derek took the threat seriously. Very carefully, he laid his cock right on top of John’s and started pushing forward. He had to press down hard with his fingers to stay on course. Carol’s pussy was already occupied. Shoving a second cock in there was no easy task.

But he was determined, and Carol was both willing and patient. John’s cock was wet and slippery with Carol’s natural pussy lube and she started pushing back when she felt Derek poking at her. As he pressed down and forward, and Carol pushed back, there was nowhere else for his dick to go but in. With John’s dick acting as runway, Derek slid into Carol’s pussy.

Carol was looking into John’s eyes as the second cock entered her. She was sandwiched between two naked men and full of male flesh. “Oh, God, that feels good,” she said. “What do you say, John m?”

“I guess it feels okay,” he admitted. “However, I can’t really see what’s happening, can I? I don’t know for certain that both of us are inside you.”

Carol rolled her eyes. But Derek was more vocal. “Dude! My balls are pressed against your balls. My dick is spooning your dick. This would be the gayest shit ever if we weren’t both fucking a girl’s cunt.

“Nevertheless,” John stubbornly persisted, “if I can’t see it, I don’t know what’s happening.”

“Damnit!” Carol exclaimed. “Everybody out! Now!”

Derek withdrew his cock and Carol stood up, releasing John from her pussy’s grip. She grabbed her purse from the counter and pulled out her phone. She turned on the video recorder to get John the proof he needed. Her phone’s camera app had a special freeze function that allowed her to take snapshots even as the video kept recording.

She took nude snapshots of Derek, John, and then herself. Carol took selfies with Derek’s cock in her mouth, then with John’s. But selçuklu escort the video would show her moving from one to the other.

She was ready to try again. But this time, she mounted John in reverse cowgirl. She made sure the video showed his face, then moved to show his cock as she crouched down and took him in.

Keeping the camera aimed at her pussy, Carol nodded at Derek. “Go!”

Derek was much more confident this time. He had some experience at this now. And with Carol no longer ass up in doggy style, there was no danger of accidentally sliding into the wrong hole and risking a visit from Brutus. He hovered over Carol and once again pressed his dick to John’s. Now that he’d done it once, the man to man contact no longer intimidated him. He pressed down, pushed in, and the pussy yielded. He was inside. For the second time, Carol had a second cock inside her cunt. And she had photos and video to prove it.

But convincing John could wait. She hadn’t planned for this. She hadn’t even fantasized about this. But Carol had two dicks inside her and she wasn’t about to waste the opportunity. “Fuck me,” she ordered Derek. “Fuck us both.”

John stayed motionless as Derek started moving. He pounded Carol’s pussy, ramming his cock in and out. Carol was getting close. She’d never had it like this before. One dick was drilling her pussy, hard and fast. But the other remained deep inside. She was getting a furious fucking without sacrificing the constant sensations of penetration.

And Carol was not alone as she neared climax. As Derek slid the shaft of his dick in and out of Carol, he was also stimulating himself and John. The sensitive underside of one cock slid up and down the shaft of the other.

With a loud groan, Derek thrust deep and froze there. He and John exploded almost at once. Carol felt the two cocks swell up as they burst into her. And the feel of two different cocks shooting cum into her simultaneously was all Carol needed. The double load filling her cunt shoved her over the edge. She was blind and deaf to everything but the cocks and cum inside her and the electric sensations jolting through her clit.

She quivered and shook as the orgasm took her. And it was delicious to be crushed between two men, absolutely overwhelmed, her spasming body kept in control by their much larger masculine forms. Even lost in their own mutual moment of ecstasy, pouring themselves into her, they kept her safe and secure, sheltered from the world.

As the orgasm finally faded, it was a very long time before any of them were able to move again. It was just too warm and snug and cozy, trapped firmly between the two men, each one also lodged deep and tight within her. It felt just too damn good to hasten an end to the encounter.

But eventually, they were forced to disengage, get up off the floor, and go on with their lives. But the first order of business was to send the phone’s video recording to the television and settle the argument. The video playback was good enough to convince John, and also inspired an immediate repeat of the verifying activities.

Carol reflected, when it was all over, that the old saying was wrong. One in the hand is definitely not as good as two in the bush.

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It was another hot summer day. A Saturday to be more specific and as I do on every Saturday morning, I made coffee, put on a pair of tennis shorts and went out to look for the paper.

The usual joggers were walking up and down the street swinging their arms as if that were going to do anything to help them lose weight.

For some reason they prefer my street because there’s generally little or no traffic early in the morning. And as always they were mostly singles, mostly women, and mostly in need of some sort of exercise.

I had seen most of them at one time or another and they would give the usual, panted, “Good Morning,” or a friendly wave as they moved slowly by. Oh every so often a more athletic type would be really running.

They were the women who had beautiful shapes and really didn’t need to work out, but for appearance sake, always seemed to think working up a sweat was a necessary part of jogging.

My neighbors and I really never got close. I mean we were friendly and would stop occasionally to exchange a brief comment about what was going on in the neighborhood or to just give a friendly Hi, but not much more.

On one side was a family of four but I rarely saw the daughter or mother, just the husband and the boy. Mostly because they did most of the outside work a home needs.

My other neighbors, the ones on the other side of my house, never seemed to be around. He mowed his lawn sometime during the week so I rarely saw him, and only once or twice did I see his wife, and then only from a distance.

I did hear a lot though. They seemed to be always arguing about something and he would go out in a huff and drive off in his pickup. Then things would be quiet for a day or two until the next flair up.

That particular morning I had taken my mower out, filled it with gas, and was half way thru cutting the grass when I caught a glimpse of someone in the driveway next door.

I looked that way and saw her. The phantom wife. Not stopping my mower I waved as I passed by, and she waived back while standing there leaning against her car watching me.

Her husband was apparently out, because the pickup was gone. Finishing my last cut, I turned off the mower and straightened up.

My neighbor was now standing about ten feet away with two cans of beer in her hand. Walking up to me she handed one to me and began.

“Hi. I thought it was about time we met. I’m Tiffany and your?”

“Mark Tiegue.” I answered. “Pleased to meet you. And thanks for the cold one.”

She smiled and went on. “Can I ask you a question? I mean your opinion on something? I know if I asked one of my friends they wouldn’t be honest, but you don’t know me so I figured you’d give me a truthful answer.”

“Sure,” I offered, “shoot.”

“Do you think I’m attractive? I mean really. Do you think I’m too thin or plump? Do I have a good figure? You know, am I the sort of girl that…well you find sexy?”

I didn’t have to think twice. Hell yes she was attractive. But no man in his right mind would say anything but your beautiful, so I sort of stammered it out. “Yes Tiffany I think your very attractive.”

“No she went on, I mean am I the kind of girl that you would want to date and…..Well you know, take to bed?”

“Sure, I guess so. Yeah I think so. Why?”

“Len and I just split. It’s been coming for a long time and well, he’s always downing me. You know, telling me I’m rotten in bed, and that I’m a nympho and all sort of things that really hurt. Personal things. Like I make too much noise when we make love or that I ….spend too much time alone masturbating… Things like that.”

I was at a loss for words. I finally got up the courage to mumble. “I wouldn’t know. You have to know a person really well to be able to judge things like that. I don’t think I ever met a nympho so I wouldn’t know about that, but everything else your telling me sounds a bit like he’s a just being spiteful.”

“Would you come over to my place and chat with me for a bit? I need an honest opinion and standing out here in your front lawn isn’t the best place for this sort of discussion.”

At first I hesitated. I didn’t want to get caught in her house having some sort of intimate chat with a guys wife.

She must have seen me hesitate so she went on. “Don’t worry about Len. We signed the papers yesterday and he’s cleared out. He’s under a restraining order too and hell, he’s already moved in with his new girl friend. It’s perfectly safe. And I don’t bite.”

She smiled before adding, “Well not very hard anyway.”

Putting the mower away and closing the garage door I followed her to the back of her house and we sat down under one of those hugh umbrella thing next to her pool. She left briefly, only to return with a new cold six pack.

One other thing to be noted, she had somehow managed to get into a bathing suit, a very skimpy bathing suit.

“Since you could only tell me what you thought without seeing all of me, I thought you might sapanca escort get a more…well complete view if I changed into something a bit more revealing.”

Yeah she was really built. Probably a thirty four C and a waist that I could surely have held with two hands and had my fingers meet. But really what was most revealing was the tiny bikini that barely covered her pussy.

She had to be shaven because the damn thing didn’t leave anything to the imagination. I tried not to stare at her bikini when she pirouetted and sat down across from me.

“Change your mind? I mean am I too skinny or small on top like he tells me?”

Clearing my throat I just looked into her face and blurted out. “He’s either blind or just doesn’t like women. Your perfect so far as I can tell.”

“Thanks I needed that. I really did. Now about the other part. Len isn’t much in bed. I mean, well hell he’s done before I’m really warmed up and he gets pissed off when I tell him to keep going.”

She drew a breath before going on. “He thinks I’m sick or something because I want to finish too and he’s really not much of a lover to begin with. So when he catches me, you know, taking care of what he couldn’t, he thinks I’m a pervert or something. What do you think?”

I fumbled for words and finally managed a low, “I don’t really know. It seems like a perfectly normal thing to do under the circumstances.”

She smiled and went on. ” Actually he was the pervert. He even had cuffs fixed on the corners of our bed so he could do this bondage thing but that didn’t even help.”

She paused as if something came to mind before going on. “You know I’ve watched you thru my bedroom window sometimes and I kinda wondered what it would be like to have a real good looking guy appreciate me. Ya know. Crawl all over me and do things. Things like… well eating my pussy or kissing me all over and doin all that sort of sexy stuff.”

She lowered her head as if embarrassed but went on.

Would you do those things with me if you were horny and wanted to…you know, fuck me?”

Three beers had put my mouth in gear. I stared at her sparkling eyes and began to answer.

“Possibly, I don’t know. Good sex is two people making each other go crazy. It’s not just one person taking and the other person giving. I just think you have to find someone who’s what you want and go for it.

“Well , I’ve watched you thru my window and seen you showering and sometimes caught a glimpse of you nude, and I always let my imagination fill in those things I couldn’t actually see, so I had to imagine how you would look with your cock hard.”

She looked away and continued. And…And those are the times I used my rabbit and imagined you were screwing me. Those were the times when Len sometimes heard me and would come in just as I was in the middle of something fantastic. It was humiliating and he would stomp out with that disgusted look on his face.”

I sat for a moment, making a mental note to keep my curtains drawn and wondered where this conversation was going.

She went on. “And lots of times I would watch you working outside and sort of fanaticizing all sorts of things. It’s pure hell being married to a prude especially one who keeps telling me that I’m worthless. He wouldn’t do anything that I wanted.”

Pausing for a second she went on. “No foreplay, never would go down on me. And if he couldn’t get it up he blamed me. Hell he couldn’t get off unless he jerked himself and even then he bitched if I didn’t open my mouth wide enough or he would complain about the way I tried sucking him off.”

I was getting edgy. Between the temperature being around ninety and all her intimate confessions, added to the fact that I had had too much to drink she was pouring her heart out and I was getting a little loopy and horny.

She stood up and looked down at me. “Ya know what I think I’m gonna do? I’m gonna skinny dip.”

Unfastening the little bows at each hip she dropped her bottoms. Reaching behind her she set her bra free and now stood in front of me with a cute smile on her face and nothing else on. Then wiggling her hips, she asked.

You like it? I’m clean shaven and all tight and well packaged. All I need is someone to use it. Not that I’m begging, but damn it honey I’ve always wondered what that beautiful cock of yours looked like when it was ready for a real woman. Wanna find out? I know I do. Really! Nothing crazy, but let’s just sort of mess around a bit and see what happens. You up to that?”

Before I could say no, maybe, or yeah, she was kneeling at my feet pulling my shorts off. Standing wasn’t my smartest move either, because that way she was able to drag my shorts down to my ankles and everything fell out. I was already shirtless and only my shoes needed to be kicked off. I was up for skinny dipping but not much else.

Rushing to the pool I jumped in. Seconds later she hit the water and we treaded for a couple of minutes. Finally I sarıçam escort moved to the side and putting my elbows on the edge, continued to tread water. She came up beside me and gasped in my ear.

“God its cold. Look at my nipples. Hard as pencil erasers and sensitive as hell. Wanna suck them?”

I’d be lying if I said no, so I just stared at them and swallowed. She slid her hand down my side and across my hip and grabbed my cock. Cold water was the only thing that prevented me from swelling up in the warm palm of her hand.

“Come on , lets get out and dry off.”

Heaving herself up she sat at the edge of the pool but when I started to climb out she moved to the front of me and sitting on the very edge of the pool, parted her legs and draped one over each of my shoulders.

My mouth and face were a fraction of an inch from her slit and I had to fight the urge to move those few inches forward.

“Come on honey, its all warmed up and really ready for your warm wet lips to give me a kiss. Come on, kiss me there. I’m so fucking horny that I just wont let you go without a kiss.”

I put my hands on top of her thighs and brought my mouth to her pussy. She reached down between her legs and parted her labia. Too close to see, I let my lips and tongue search for her clit and… finding it, I began to suck.

She grabbed my hair and thrust forward almost slipping off the edge and pushing me down in the water.

“Yeahhh, oh god that feels so good. Like that. Suck it baby. That’s what I need. Oh god you’re good. I need it Mark. Don’t stop. I’m almost there.”

She had her thighs clamped tight against my head and her pussy began throbbing. It felt almost as if it were kissing me. Then she took a deep breath and let out a low moan.

“Oh god it’s so fucking good. I’m fucking your mouth with my pussy and it’s so damn intense. Yeah, I’m creaming for you honey. God your good! Eat my juicy pussy and stick your tongue in deep! Oooohhhh Yeahhh!”

Moments later she laid back on the pool deck and stared up, moaning.

“Oh god. That felt so good. Ya know that’s the first time I ever came like that. I mean being eaten. It never happened before. Sometimes I’d get close but I never finished until now. You are really something special.”

By now I had heaved myself up and out of the pool. I stood over her looking down and bending over, offered her my hand.

Before sitting down again, I had put my shorts back on and Tiffany had wiggled back into her bathing suit. Looking across the small table she reached out and took my hand.

“I know it’s a dumb question, but, Was I good for you? I mean did you find it exciting to do that to me?”

I nodded yes and she went on..

“Would you like me to repay you for that wonderful moment? I mean I’d really get off on going down and sucking your cock if you’d let me. I still haven’t seen you when your hard yet and I’d really like to show you how much I liked what you just did to me.”

“Actually Tiffany the offer sounds fantastic, but I really have some other things to take care of. Shopping and the bank, things like that. Maybe some other time. OK?”

She really looked hurt. Pouting for a moment, she suggested, “maybe this evening I could stop over and fix you a dinner or something and then we could see where things go, you know. Anything you want. I love being surprised and giving surprises.”

I wasn’t too happy with the idea. Things were moving too fast but making up lies about having things to do this evening wasn’t exactly what I’m good at, so I nodded yes and picking up my shoes left for home.

I pulled into my driveway around four thirty. I opened the garage door and began bringing the groceries in. As I was putting them away, I heard a soft, Ahem, behind me. It was Tiffany.

She had one of those large wicker picnic baskets in her arms and moving to the counter, slid it on.

“Supper,” she explained. I’ve been thinking about you all afternoon, and when I wasn’t playing with myself, I was preparing a delicious dinner for us. I wanted you to see that I’m not just a nympho like my ex says. I can do other things too. I hope you like raw shell fish. Oysters to be more specific.”

I admitted that I did but than the implication sunk in and I actually blushed.

Folding her arms, she leaned back against the counter and with a pensive look on her face commented. “Your so different. Your not critical and not pushy like he was. Everything about you is a surprise. With him it was always the same. Nothing ever changed. It was always the same, and you know, he was never able to do what you did to me this afternoon. You know… make me cum like that.”

Taking a deep breath she went on. “I want to show you that I’m imaginative. You know, I want to do things that maybe you never have done before. Now lets get things put away and I’ll set the table.”

I was actually glad for the change in conversation, almost relieved in a way.

Over seferihisar escort dinner we chatted about anything and everything but she kept bringing the subject back to sex. Oh she was subtle… sure, but always hinting at it or asking me about what I like. And quite frankly I never really thought much about myself but mostly about how my partner was reacting. And I told her that.

She just smiled, and as she cleared the table, I made drinks. I heard her doing the dishes, then a few moments of silence, before she returned to the living room.

She held a small clutch like purse in her hand and she had taken off all her clothes. Now she wore just a little apron, a French maids bonnet, and nothing else.

From the front she was adorable. Her lips were full and pouty but what was most fascinating were her breasts. Proud and perky, they stood out almost as if she were still a teenager. At the pool I hadn’t really dared stare, but now I had time to admire her without feeling embarrassed.

Her aureoles were about the size of silver dollars and slightly darker than her nipples. Those were centered within the dark pink circles and were protruding like small thimbles and were tantalizingly inviting.

Small bumps were scattered profusely around her nipples and covered her aureoles. Looking up at her face, I thought that quite possibly she had darkened her eyes with mascara. She was truly something to behold.

Slowly turning, she exposed her back side and a very tight little butt that was beautifully sculpted and supple. Flawless in every way and fortunately she was not a tattoo freak.

Her legs were long and well shaped and her thighs were perfectly proportioned to her body. Her skin was peaches and cream, I mean absolutely flawless.

In all, a very tempting package and when she moved her head, her shoulder length auburn hair seemed to shine with flashes of deep roan red in the dimming light.

” Are you pleased? Do you want me? Say yes…Oh god Mark I’ve had you on my mind all afternoon. Please don’t say no. I want to be with you tonight. I want you to have me. I want you to rape me if you would. I want to be your willing slut. Not because I have to, but because I want to. I have so much to give and after this afternoon, I know your going to make me crazy. Just say yes and hold me, Please?”

I stood and took it as an invitation to hold her. She seemed to need someone to wrap their arms around her, and truthfully, I was more than willing. I just wanted to squeeze her and assure her that she was a perfect woman and not the person her ex wanted her to believe. But something was wrong.

When you comfort someone they generally aren’t nude. And they don’t start to squiggle in your arms the way she did. She was hungry. And as I wrapped my arms around her waist, she slid her hands from around my neck and let them slide down.

She slid her hands between us and I thought she was going for her breasts, but no, she was ripping at the buttons of my shirt.

Several tugs and my shirt was opened and pulling it out of my jeans, she spread my shirt open and pressed her warm breasts up against my chest.

Now her hand moved down and my jeans were unzipped and pushed down. As soon as they were below my knees her right hand clutched my cock and her left hand moved up to the nape of my neck. She was holding my mouth to hers.

Her tongue darted in and she let out a low moan. “Mmmmmmm.”

With the limited space between our hot bodies she began to slowly stroke my cock, and now I began to respond. She moved my growing shaft up so it now was trapped between her abdomen and my abs. She continued to knead and work her hand up and down as she continued to softly sob into my mouth.

“Yeah, Oh god yeah, you feel so good. Oh shit I want it babeee, I want it bad. Make me feel good like before. For the love of god, do it to me again. Eat me! Fuck me! Screw me, anyway you can, but make me cum. I need to cum Mark.

At that point I was beyond control. I picked her lithe body up and carried her down the hallway to my bed. On the way she abandoned her little apron and her little bonnet tilted to the side of her head.

Her dark eyes stared into my face an she leaned forward and bit my lower lip just before I laid her down.

I suppose that old habits are the best because I began to pet her. Touching, kissing and stroking her willing body. She began to breath hard and writhe on the bed.

I kissed her closed eyelids then her forehead. Her cheek and the soft place where her shoulder and neck met. She just moaned and thrust her wet vulva firmly against my thigh and began to slowly oscillate, humping slowly.

Long moments later I was stroking the nape of her neck and kissing my way down her throat when she let out a long gasp.

“Oh god. Oh my god. I think I’m going to cum. Don’t stop. Keep touching me like that! Oh shit, I’m gonna fucking cum on your leg honey. Yeah oh yeah.”

Maybe it was because I was anxious. Or maybe because I wanted her to let go, but I moved my lips quickly to her swollen nipples and with the palm of my hand I cupped her breast and lifting her nipple to my mouth.

Swirling my tongue around the puffy aureole of first one than the other, she suddenly went ridged, arched her back and cried out.

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Author’s notes:

This story picks up right where the previous chapter leaves off. The story is about a man with a small cock who is repeatedly humiliated by a group of girls who laugh at him and abuse him simply for having a small cock.

If you’re looking for a dominant man with a big dick who dominates the women he encounters, this isn’t the story for you.

Additionally, the story doesn’t get right into the sex, but instead, has a story built around it and is told from the first person.

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Chapter 3

The morning after the little wrestling match at my house, the girls asked me to come over and play basketball. When I went to their backyard, where the court was, I was surprised to see Tiffany standing there beside the April and Linda, who were sitting in the beach chairs, clad in bikinis.

Tiffany looked like a little Barbie doll, dressed in her workout clothes, but with a purse on her shoulder and car keys in her hand. She supposedly had a crush on me, and she acted like it in that giggly nervous sort of way girls get when they like someone.

A scary thought struck me: had the girls told Tiffany anything about what had happened the day before? I sure hoped not. If she knew the tortures they’d put me through and how they’d made fun of my little cock, I think I would have died of embarrassment.

The way she greeted me suggested that they hadn’t said anything. As soon as she saw me, her face lit up. As I had approached her, her face beamed with a big smile as she hugged me, “Hey, Stevie.” No one called me Stevie since I was a kid and I’d hated it then. I liked it when she called me Stevie. When she said it, it had a musical ring to it.

“Hi, girls,” I said, waving to April and Linda.

“Hey, slugger,” Linda grinned and waved, but not with her whole hand, just with her index finger. I guessed it was a secret reference to my small cock.

April looked at me, appearing as if she was stifling a laugh. As she sat there like a nervous school girl, sipping a frilly drink through a straw, I could see her look over her sunglasses and glance down at my crotch, which seemed to make her even more giggly. She leaned toward Linda and whispered something that made both of them laugh. I was sure they were laughing at me. Whatever it was, I was better off not knowing what they were saying.

After what had happened the night before, the girls didn’t seem to have any bad blood between them despite the way Linda had treated April, ripping her top off and making fun of her small tits. If she had any bad feelings toward Linda, she wasn’t showing it now.

Tiffany was headed to an aerobics class she taught on weekends. She and I talked about the possibility of working out together before she eventually left. Sarah and Melissa took a break from their game of ball, passing the ball in my direction. I caught it and started dribbling it while Sarah talked.

“Why don’t we play some two-on-two now?” Sarah suggested. She stood, hands on hips, looking a little winded, but no less beautiful. The baggy tank top she wore hardly concealed the sports bra beneath it or the low-rise shorts that only barely adequately covered her below the waist and accentuated her athletic build.

I passed the ball to Sarah and admired her sensual form. Those shorts were so tiny and looked like a simple tug would rip them right off of her. They weren’t tight enough to give her a camel toe, but they were form-fitting enough to give me a good view of her clearly protruding pubic mound that was made more pronounced by the panty lines that made their way up from her inner thighs and out toward her waist.

“I’m up for it,” Melissa said, lifting her t-shirt to wipe the sweat from her forehead. Beneath the t-shirt was a bikini top. On bottom, she wore a pair of cotton biker shorts that adhered nicely to her shapely hips.

“Who else?” Sarah asked. “Linda?”

“You want me to break a nail?” Linda giggled.

“I’ll do it,” April said, sitting up and putting on a pair of sneakers. She might not have had much in the way of titties, but with her ass showcased by a thong bottom, she was surprisingly hot. The bikini top she wore also appeared to have its obligatory padding to give the illusion of breasts that just weren’t there.

I thought the bikini was an odd outfit to wear to play ball in, but I didn’t mind it one bit. The only thing I could see wrong with her playing basketball in a thong and a bikini top was how much it might distract me as we played.

We picked teams. I ended up getting April, which didn’t seem to be in my favor. Both Melissa and Sarah were dressed more for the part, had already warmed up, and seemed to play ball pretty regularly. April, on the other hand, didn’t quite seem like the kind who would be any good at ball, but after the first couple of shots, I was proven wrong. April was as good at the game as either of the others.

As the game continued, I couldn’t help bumping into the girls safranbolu escort from time to time and once, I even grabbed Sarah’s breast (which she punched me for) and my elbow ended up in Melissa’s crotch as I wrestled with Sarah for the ball. Unlike Sarah, Melissa didn’t seem to mind the uninvited grope.

Then, the game started to get rough and good sportsmanship was going out the window. Sarah slapped the ball away from me a few times, obviously fouling me. We were ahead seven to two when April got the ball and was on her way to the basket when Melissa, unable to stop her, grabbed April’s thong and pulled on it. April didn’t fall down and even though she was a good sport about it, she missed the shot and wasted a few minutes re-tying the thong so it wouldn’t fall off. The game was seriously starting to fall apart.

“That’s cheating,” Linda shouted before April or I could complain. Melissa and Sarah just laughed.

“Aw, come on,” Sarah argued. “There have been fouls going on all through the game – by both sides.”

“Maybe we should quit before the game breaks into a big brawl,” I suggested.

“But I’m not tired of playing yet,” Sarah argued.

“How about playing some Horse or something instead,” Linda suggested. “Otherwise, you guys are going to keep that up until somebody gets hurt or pissed off or something.”

“I hate playing Horse,” Melissa protested. “It sucks.”

“You say that because you suck at it,” Sarah added.

“That’s not true. It’s just boring, plus you always like to make those ridiculous shots that no one else can make. I don’t think those things are fair.”

“Okay, then how about we ask Linda to be the referee. She’ll decide whether a shot is legitimate, like an under-the-basket lay-up or just something stupid.”

“Yeah, but it’s still boring,” Melissa continued to argue.

“Okay, then let’s make it more interesting,” Linda suggested. “If you miss a shot, you have to drink a beer.”

“No, I’m going out tonight. I don’t want to get too drunk yet,” Sarah reasoned.

“How about you strip something off if you miss a shot,” Linda chimed in.

“That sounds fun,” Sarah agreed.

“Yeah, but you won’t take anything off if you lose,” Melissa argued.

“Yes, I will. I promise.”

Fuck, here it goes again, I thought. Well, the way Sarah and Melissa were playing earlier, I didn’t think I had a whole lot to worry about and I was a better shot than April, too.

“Okay, we need some rules, too,” Melissa added. “For one, if we’re stripping off clothes, shoes don’t count. You can leave those on and pick something else to take off. Second, the person who makes the shot gets to pick which piece of clothing the person who missed gets to take off.”

“I agree with the rule about the shoes, but if I miss, I get to pick what I take off or I’m not playing.” Sarah argued.

“Fine, have it your way, but five minutes from now, I’m thinking there are going to be four people standing out here in nothing but thongs and laughing our asses off,” Melissa laughed.

“Wait, are you wearing a thong?” Sarah asked me.

“Hardly,” I chuckled.

“That seems unfair,” Sarah protested. “You should be wearing one, too.”

“I don’t even own a thong,” I said.

“I have one you can wear. Don’t worry. It’s for a guy.”

“I’m still not wearing it. Why should I?”

“If you play with us, you could end up having all three of us out here running around naked. If you don’t put it on, we don’t play.”

“That’s a good enough reason for me.” I can change my mind when necessary. I am a reasonable guy, after all.

“We’ll be right back,” Sarah grabbed my hand and led me to her bedroom where she fished through a dresser drawer full of panties until she found what she’d been looking for. It wasn’t a thong. It was smaller than that. This was a tiny g-string with a little pouch in front. “Here, put this on,” she ordered.

“Can I have a little privacy?” I asked.

“No,” Sarah grinned. “I’ve seen it all before. Just drop your drawers and put these on. Come on, don’t get shy on me now.”

After stripping in front of her a few times before, this was the first time she didn’t have a camera – or a ruler – to use to record or to measure my shamefully small cock.

Without pulling my shoes or socks off, I pulled the shorts off, taking my underwear along with them. I reached for the g-string Sarah was holding. She pulled it away and set it down beside her on the bed, taking me by one wrist, then the other and held my hands out and apart from my body. Taking a long look at my little cock, she grinned and bit her lip as if she was trying to keep herself from laughing right in my face.

“Stand up straight,” Sarah instructed, looking me in the eye.

I stood. Sarah let go of my wrists and moved her hands to my hips, sliding them up and down the sides of my body from my waist down to my knees, then back up again.

“Raise your shirt,” she commanded. şahinbey escort Without hesitation, I raised my shirt up to my chest, feeling more exposed. Her hand slid its way up from my hip to my stomach. She ran her hand around in a circle on my stomach, tracing the outline of my abs. “You have a really flat stomach. I like that.”

“Thanks,” I said quietly.

“Do you know what else I like?” she asked.

“What?”

“I like looking at your pretty, little cock,” she grinned. “I know exactly how Melissa feels when she says it turns her on to make fun of you and your ridiculous little member, because I feel the same way.” Her hand slithered around to cup one of my ass cheeks, pulling me firmly toward her. With her eyes locked on my cock, her other hand slid its way down my hip and in between my legs where she took my balls into her hand, handling them much more gently than she had the night before. She rolled them around in her hand, appearing to inspect them. “Are they still sore from last night?”

“Not really,” I answered, partially holding my breath.

She looked up at me, “Does this make you nervous?”

The nodding of my head was my only response.

“I didn’t mean to hurt you,” she looked back down at my cock, raised the head of it up, and gave it a gentle kiss on the tip, then massaged my balls, rolling them gently in her hand. As nervous as I was, my cock quickly became erect, which appeared to delight Sarah. “That’s a good boy,” she grinned and let go of my balls, then used her thumb and index finger to check the size of my cock again, measuring the length of it. When she was satisfied with the accuracy of her measurement, she raised her hand up so I could see and said, “This is how little you are.”

My face turned red with embarrassment again. Even though she’d already made fun of my small cock, her words still cut me like a knife. Sarah giggled and leaned back on the bed. Taking the g-string into her hand, she reached forward with it. Instead of handing it to me, she hung it around my erect cock.

“Get those on, little man,” she said. “And let’s go play some ball.”

I took the g-string off my cock and bent to put them on, but Sarah stopped me. “Wait, little man,” she said. “I’ll help you.”

Sarah took the g-string from me, opened it up, and held it down near the floor. “Step in,” she said. I complied, stepping in one leg at a time. I spread my legs a little to let her pull them up and into place. When she got to my cock, she had to pull the waistband out a little to get around my erection.

“If you had a normal-sized cock, I wouldn’t be able to fit you in with a hard-on like that,” Sarah explained, patting me on the head of my cock after she had the material in place. I pulled my shorts back on.

Sarah stood and got really close to me. “Don’t tell anyone what happened in here, okay? I don’t want anyone to know how much it turns me on to do these things to you.”

“Really?” I didn’t quite understand.

“If you can keep quiet, maybe I can make it worth your while,” she grinned devilishly.

I might not have understood why she’d want to keep it a secret, but I understood making it worth my while. I could only imagine what that meant.

When we got back outside, no one seemed to be curious about why it had taken us so long. Linda was the only one to ask a question, “Did you find the thong for him?” She had removed her top, but was now on her stomach, facing the basketball court.

“Sure did,” Sarah smiled. “Let’s get started.”

Linda decided we should shoot in alphabetical order. That put April first and me last.

April started off with an easy shot from the top of the key, which she made, followed by both Melissa and Sarah making the shot, but I missed.

“Dude, that was too easy to miss,” April gloated as I stripped off my shirt. Her bragging bit her in the ass, though. She missed her second shot, giving Melissa a chance to make the shot she wanted.

Melissa made a reverse lay-up, which is a shot that Sarah claims to be good at, but she missed this one.

“Here we go,” Melissa grinned.

“Bitch!” Sarah said, but true to her word, she stripped off her shirt, revealing her sweat-covered sports bra.

I shot and made it, making it April’s turn again. She shot and missed. She reached behind her back and started to untie her top, but then hesitated, “Wait a minute. This isn’t fair. You’re both wearing bras and he’s a guy, but I’m just wearing this bikini top.”

“Get that top off,” Sarah ordered.

“What do you think?” Melissa asked Linda, who was supposed to be the referee.

“She has a good point,” Linda said, flipping over on the chair and exposing her bare breasts to us without a care in the world. She was smoking a cigarette, which I normally think is kind of gross, but not the way she was doing it. For her, the cigarette was more like a prop than anything else, adding to her sensuality. “Nobody wants to see those little salihli escort titties anyway,” she grinned.

April stood there with her hands on her hips, looking like she didn’t know whether to thank Linda for agreeing with her or to be mad that she’d insulted her small breasts again.

With that settled, Melissa made another lay-up, which Sarah made this time. I also made it again, but April missed it again. This time, she had no excuse, but that didn’t stop her from complaining.

“You know I’m bad at lay-ups,” April whined, turning her back to us, she untied the back of her top, then pulled it up and over her head. When she had it off, she tossed it over to the side of the court, then crossed her arms in front of her chest before facing us.

“Aw, come on…” Melissa complained. “Are you going to stand there like that the whole time? What’s the point of taking something off if you’re just going to cover it up again?”

“Leave her alone,” Linda said. “She can’t shoot and cover her little titties at the same time, so she’s going to have to put her hands down at some point.”

“Fine, whatever,” Melissa mumbled. It was her turn again, and as I would have predicted, she did another lay-up, exactly like the one she’d just done.

Sarah had no problem making the shot. Neither did I, but when we got to April, even though she didn’t say anything, I could tell she was starting to get a little upset. When the ball came to her, she had to drop her arms from her chest and expose her little titties to us so she could shoot. April dribbled the ball with her little titties jiggling the whole way, then missed the shot by a mile, probably partially because of how self-conscious she was from having to expose her little titties to us.

Linda reminded us that April didn’t have panties on, so she didn’t have to take anything off this time, either.

Next up was Melissa again. Of course, she shot the same shot again, which both Sarah and I made, but April missed. This time, there was no saving her. She was going to have to take her bottoms off. I’d seen her titties the night before, but hadn’t seen her naked pussy yet. Judging from the way she was acting about showing her titties, I was guessing she was going to cover her pussy as much as she could, too, especially since she was out of the game.

April shook her head, then grabbed the strings on both sides of the thong and tugged them off.

“There, are you happy?” April asked, not trying to cover herself up. She turned and faced us, pointing the toe of one foot outward and placing her hands on her hips. Her pussy was shaved bald. From the standing position with her legs firmly together, I could still see her hairless pubic mound and a nice little slit. At the top of the slit, it was spread open a little with a little bud sticking out the top, like the top of her clit hood. I was thankful I was still wearing my shorts as my cock stiffened up again. “Can I get dressed now?”

“Wait, don’t do that,” Sarah protested.

“Why shouldn’t I? I’m out of the game.”

“Well, how about this? After two more people are out and the winner is declared, we can keep playing, but instead of for clothes, we play for dares.”

“Ha ha!” Linda laughed. “That’s great. Yeah, do that. You can come sit by me till they’re ready for you.”

April sat naked beside Linda. The two contrasted one another. Linda with her large breasts sat topless, sprawling out on her beach chair while April sat tight-legged with her arms folded around her knees.

We continued the game. Melissa predictably made another lay-up. Sarah shot next and made the shot. That left me. I shot and missed.

“Ah, finally, we get to see the boy in a thong,” Melissa said.

I stood on the side of the court and slid my shorts down and off, then stood, trying not to make my erection too obvious, but it was no use. Even as small as my cock is, in that little g-string, there was no hiding its erect condition.

“I think he likes to be embarrassed,” Melissa suggested. “Every time we strip him, he has a big hard-on.”

“You mean a little hard-on, don’t you?” Sarah corrected her.

“Yeah, a little hard-on,” Melissa laughed. “Well, turn around and let’s see…”

I turned a full circle, letting them see everything, standing there in a g-string and a pair of tennis shoes with these four girls looking at my little, hard cock through the g-string. I couldn’t wait for the game to get started again and to get the attention off me.

“Well, this was certainly worth the wait,” Sarah said. “Go ahead and shoot again, Melissa. I want him naked. Let’s get that little cock of his to make an appearance for us.”

Melissa took the ball again, then went for the same lay-up, but missed it completely, which was a small turn of good luck for me.

“You act like you don’t want to get him naked,” Sarah joked, taking the ball and readying for a shot of her own. “Let’s try something different,” Sarah said, moving to the top of the key for a distance shot. Sarah shot and nearly made it, but missed.

Now, it was my turn and I was going to make the best of it. Sarah had missed a distance shot, so I moved back even farther than she had tried. I shot and made it. Now, Melissa was going to have to make it or she’d have to take something off.

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The first thing Amy did when she moved was find a local D&D group. She had a secret she didn’t want anyone to know: nerds turned her on.

This group was unusually all men, 5 of them with just her as the only woman. The groups were at least a little mixed nowadays, so even she was surprised to run across an all-guy group. She’d been playing with them for several months now, digging their intelligence and the deftness with which they played their roles. Actually, she realized one day, she liked all of them.

Sometimes she liked to wear low-cut shirts just to taunt them, noticing when they had trouble paying attention, their eyes wandering to her chest. Most of the time she could tell they enjoyed her for her wit, her rogue’s usefully swift hands and quiet feet, and her knack for improving plans to approach something useful.

She’d considered asking out one of the players, Tom, a few times, but then work always seemed to get in the way. Really, all she had was time for was her Friday night gaming session which she didn’t mind, but she was getting really tired of her vibrator and . That didn’t stop her from enjoying his tall spare body and green eyes.

Usually, they all met at Eric’s apartment because it was the largest, and because he was the DM. She liked the way he ran a campaign: occasionally sadistic and always innovative. Although he did have an over-enthusiasm for tentacled beasties with mind-control powers. She couldn’t believe that he was a DM; he was built like a linebacker which filled out his tall frame. He claimed that he was a scrawny band nerd growing up, and had only recently taken to lifting weights. She was somewhat doubtful.

One Friday he made a new suggestion: there was a particularly action-packed adventure coming up, and they’d previously talked about integrating some larp elements into their sessions. The kind with costumes and weapons and the whole nine yards.

Why not? They had the room. And two of the others, Alex and Jesse, had just come back from one of the local larping cons. The night was set to two weeks hence, plenty of time for her to sew a decent suede bodice. She wasn’t sure how tiny Alex was going to get in character as the campaign’s tank, but it would be amusing nonetheless.

Jesse even offered to come over early and help with refreshments and room setup. She had forgotten how he regularly did refreshment for his friends, but he was happy to remind them all with tales of feeding a horde of hungry party-goers with the post-pot munchies. Even Avi, usually dry andsardonic with his dark eyes over heavy brows, had a gleam in his eye when planning the larp.

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The day of, Amy ground her teeth in frustration. Yes, she had definitely cut the bodice way too small. Even lacing it tightly in front, there was a gap of an inch or so. To make it worse, it was cut way too low with her breasts nearly half-exposed. But the pants fit perfectly, if a bit snugly, and her belted-on sword and cap completed the outfit convincingly. It was not a warm night, so she was glad she could throw on a sweater and head out.

Jesse grinned in pleasure as she looked about, mouth agape, at the transformation of Eric’s apartment. The kitchen was now a dimly-lit pub, the living room was transformed into a primeval forest and the den was now a wide open plain with its furniture pushed off to the side. She ran her hand through his curls affectionately while congratulating him.

Blast fussing over her costume so much and blast the Friday congestion, she thought; she was the last to get to Eric’s apartment. The others had already sat down around the kitchen table, enjoying Jesse’s spread. Setting down her bag, she grabbed the hem of her sweater and pulled it off.

Conversation ceased. All five of them were staring at her and her left nipple, which had decided to pop out of the too-small bodice. Even Avi, who she was pretty sure was gay. Hastily she shoved her breast back into place and poured herself a large drink from the pitcher before tossing it off in a show of bravado.

Usually that pitcher was filled with iced tea, and that drink was definitely stronger than iced tea.

“How do you like the mead?” palandöken escort inquired Tom. “I got some from a friend of mine.”

“Refreshing!”

“Let’s get down to business,” Eric intoned. They all agreed.

Amy was impressed with their costumes, from Alex’s chainmail to Avi’s well-tailored country hobbit outfit and Tom’s simple white blouse and black jeans.

She, like everyone else, was starving and quickly finished the sandwiches and the first two pitchers of mead.

The game had been planned immaculately. All of them had been playing their characters for long enough that they easily slid into the roles. The plot was a bit uninspired: they had to retrieve an important knife from a mind-controlling wizard who was using it to affect the moods of the villagers near to his secret lair. All of them were definitely enjoying the ability to move around and act out roles rather than relying on their dice. Funny, Amy hadn’t remembered this to be such a touch-friendly crowd. But she definitely liked it how Alex swept a few stray hairs away from her forehead, or how Tom put his elbow on Jesse’s shoulder as he leaned nonchalantly.

Heading into the pantry, Jesse commented “Did we really go through four liters of mead, already?”

“Yes, luckily there’s another two bottles, but you all had better crash here tonight, just in case.”

“In for a penny, in for a pound,” Amy commented, taking another swig of her mead. Was it warm in here or was it just her? She ran her hand down her neck and side, before resting it on her hip. She was unaware of how closely they all watched her and oblivious to the ways in which they all licked their lips and artfully covered their erections from view.

“So, back to the adventure. You know Wizard Tamurik has the knife, and that his lair is in the hill over there.” Eric gestures with his hand to the bedroom. “What do you do?”

“Well, I am the best thief in six counties; it would be better for me to sneak in and get the lay of the land before we launched an assault, right?” Amy was feeling ripe to put her skill at sneak to work.

Adjourning to the bedroom, Eric dressed himself up as the wizard and set to reading a manuscript at his desk. Examining the room, Amy spotted the knife on the table beside Eric’s bed. With the other three adventurers watching from the doorway, she can’t help attempting to prove her mettle and steal the knife from its stand.

No sooner did she put a hand on the knife than Eric, as Tamurik, rose and in a few steps crossed the room to be in front of her.

“What do you think you’re doing here, girl?”

“Erm, uh..”

Face to face, he began to push her towards the bed with one hand.

“You were trying to take. my. knife.”

With the last word, he shoved her hard onto the bed before climbing on top of her.

“You know what I do to girls who go where they aren’t supposed to?”

“What?” she asks in a small voice, realizing for once how large Eric actually was. She attempted to squirm away but he held her down firmly.

His blue eyes refuse to break contact with hers and she suddenly begins to feel a bit flushed.

“I give them exactly what they want,” he responds, cryptically.

Climbing off of her, he yanked her up by her bodice laces and shoved her into the arms of her waiting compatriots. Carrying her to the living room, they plunked her down on the sofa and started questioning her.

Eric blinked a bit as he got out of costume but wishes he could stay in it; that cloak would have definitely hidden how turned on he was. How had he never realized she had such nice tits? And the way her hair spread across the bed….. Errrrr, time to distract himself.

All of them took the time to consume another glass of mead.

“But the more you question her,” Eric addressed the adventurers, “the more you begin to doubt the veracity of her answers.”

The questioning becomes more fierce. Avi turned to Jesse to say, “Can we even trust what she has to say? How do we know her mind hasn’t been tampered with by the magician? How do we know she hasn’t become his thrall and is actually spying on us?”

“Good pamukkale escort question! We’d better tie her up, just to be sure!” was Jesse’s reply. And to Eric’s chagrin, Jesse took out a length of rope that Eric was sure was his, and bound her hands firmly behind her back before even Amy could react.

“We’d better disarm her too!” Grabbing her shoulders, Tom allowed Alex to slip his hands around her waist, unbuckling her sword and grabbing her ass. Amy had never been so aware of her choice to go commando before.

As Tom shoved her back, her face became more flushed and she panted for breath. Her tied hands forced her chest up and out. Unfortunately, stretched beyond what they were meant to take, the bodice laces snapped.

The men couldn’t help staring; they hadn’t expected her to be as well endowed as she was. Without the ability to cover herself, Amy could only blush furiously and fight at her bonds. There was something vaguely…predatory in her friends’ eyes, something she had never seen before.

Tom spoke then, placing a hand over her heart. “I cast a truth spell over her.”

She sucked in breath.

“Do you want us to untie you?” She gave a very slow shake of her head.

His large hand moved to cup her left breast, his thumb moving across her nipple as it stiffened.

“Do you want us to continue?” Another nod. “All of us?”

“Yes. Please.”

On her right side, Alex wrapped an arm around her waist, gently running the nails of his free hand from her neck to her other nipple. They all enjoyed the way her eyes rolled back in her head and her back arched involuntarily. He traced his way back up, slowly moved his fingers over her swollen lower lip. She opened her mouth and began sucking his finger with relish, enjoying the sweet tang of skin and the joy of having something in her mouth. Everyone seemed to be holding their breath as they watched her suck and let out small noises of pleasure.

Breaking the spell, Eric announced, “Experience points to the whole party every time she comes.” Cheers erupted, albeit somewhat dazedly and distractedly on Amy’s part.

Reverently, Avi began kissing down the length of her boots before slowly unzipping and removing them. His fingers slid under the waistband of her leggings, so tantalizingly close to her cunt that Amy gasped in impotence. Slowly, oh so slowly he pulled her leggings off, hands lingering on her ass. Everyone in the room could smell the rich scent of her arousal; there was no doubt that she was getting off on this, hard. Both Alex and Tom took a nipple in their mouth, their warm hands helping her to arch her back even deeper. Avi lazily ran his fingers through her bush while gradually kissing up her thighs. She shuddered in anticipation.

Grabbing her hair and locking eyes with her, Eric talked in that same voice he had used with his wizard, a voice she had never heard before.

“Good girl, that’s it. It feels so good to give in, doesn’t it? I know you’ve wanted this for a long time. You’ve needed this. That’s it, give into our control, give into your pleasure. Other people say we nerds are all virgins or clumsy buffoons who only want to give ourselves satisfaction. But you know differently, don’t you? You know how much we love to please, how creative we are, how very good we are with those fingers. That’s the real reason you signed up to be in an all-guy campaign, because nerds get you all hot and bothered.”

She sighed as Avi chose that moment to run a single finger up her clit, remembering how he boasted of his video game prowess. Her eyes closed and her face contorted in pleasure as he spread her lips and began gently licking just the tip of her clit. Hands were holding her, caressing her, scratching her as she felt herself spiral down and down and her vision faded to grey. Whimpers turned to moans turned to cries as as she felt the orgasm break over her.

Jesse eagerly asked, “How does she taste?”

“Delicious. Here, taste yourself,” said Avi, grabbing his friend and kissing him passionately.

“Mmmm, she does taste good, let me have a try!” Jesse’s tongue was softer, flatter, more lush as he ate her out. pazarcık escort He slipped first one finger, then two inside her cunt as Tom held her on his lap with her legs spread apart. Tom’s mouth wound lazy circles and nibbled down the length of her neck, his nibbles turning to bites as Jesse finger-fucked her harder. The second and third orgasms followed one right after another, propelled by Jesse’s skillful manipulation of her g-spot. She was completely gone to putty, overwhelmed by the sensations and her powerlessness.

“So now you’ve seen what good lovers we can be, it’s time to take it up a notch.” Eric stood before her, unzipping his pants. Eric’s raising of an eyebrow was the signal Tom needed to grab her hair and hold her still as Eric forced his cock deep into her mouth. She could only relax her throat as he rammed it in, her nose buried in his pubic hair.

She was rewarded with hard twists to her nipples and nails digging into her thighs. Eric continued to croon such sexy dirty things, forcing her to maintain eye contact as he reminded her of exactly how slutty she was. He grunted in pleasure when his words made her suck him more desperately. He grew harder and she could feel him reach the edge.

“Come for me now, girl!” Her entire body spasmed as she came, feeling his salty cum shoot into her mouth before she collapsed.

“I think…the bedroom will be a bit more comfortable,” said Eric weakly. Untying her, they led her to the king-size bed and allowed her to sprawl luxuriously. Gathering in a corner, they left her to enjoy the feeling. Eric opened a few drawers and handed out several items.

Now naked, Alex slid beside her on the bed and held her close, his legs entwined with hers. “Will you let us put a butt plug in you?” he whispered. She nodded and kissed him deeply, feeling Eric’s bulk behind her as he slipped two lubed fingers around her asshole and then deep inside her. Her teeth bit into Alex’s shoulder and her hips rocked against his as Eric began to thrust more insistently. Withdrawing his fingers, Eric easily slipped the small, cool metallic plug into her ass. Alex rose, pinning her arms to the bed and she felt her legs spread again as the familiar sound of a hitachi reached her ears. Her nipples were adorned with delicate clips. She panted as she tried to process all of the new sensations.

She came and came again, under the gaze of her geek friends. It only seemed to inflame them further; Jesse lost control and thrust his cock deep into her mouth, moaning in pleasure. She sucked in earnest as the hitachi carried her off to another orgasm. She could feel him ready to cum when he withdrew and came across her face and hair in large strands. Slumping against the backboard, his eyes were glassy with spent need.

Amy cried out as the butt plug was removed. Moving her onto her hands and knees, Tom guided his thick, well-lubricated condom-shod cock towards her asshole, allowing her to savor the sudden fullness before sliding balls-deep inside of her. Her mouth hung open as she moaned. Tilting her head up, Avi slipped her mouth over his long cock, using Tom’s hard thrusts to force his cock down her throat before pushing back. Amy felt the hitachi return to her clit as both men fucked her slow and hard. She ground her hips against both the hitachi and the cock inside her, wanting more.

“I think I want to fuck your cunt instead,” said Avi, withdrawing his cock from her mouth. Sliding in under her, he slipped on a condom and guided himself inside of her, kissing her hard as she gasped from new sensation of being doubly penetrated. She could only dig her nails into Avi’s arms, overcome with how good it felt to be used like this. Tom buried his hand in her hair, gently pulling it and pushing her towards mindlessness. She felt herself let go, her mind too occupied by the pleasure she was receiving. She vaguely heard Eric coaxing her deeper and deeper into her pleasure; the men took care of moving her to where she needed to be. Every inch of her felt deliciously dirty and used. Each one of them took a turn fucking her mouth and her cunt, she was pretty sure. Mostly. All she cared about was that they were making her cum, oh so many times.

********************

Amy came-to surrounded by warmth, as her compatriots had surrounded her in her sleep. She smiled to see Jesse spooning Avi and looking especially blissed out. Her stirring woke them and she was greeted by sheepish smiles.

Grinning, she said, “Let’s do this again next week!”

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I decided to celebrate the Mexican Day of the Dead by inviting my Mexican friend to visit. His name is Luis, he’s 12 years younger than me, and he’s, well, let’s just say he’s a little lacking in documentation to be in this country. Luis has the best smile, and every time we talk I feel great. We’ve talked of many things, from travel to Marxism, but never shared anything more intimate than a kiss.

On the night I invited Luis to come, he brought his 20-year-old cousin along for the evening too. Hey, the more the merrier, right? Tequila, music, and tacos! We chatted, I showed them photos of my trip to Mexico, and when the cousin wasn’t looking Luis stole some sweet kisses. I started sending the cousin on errands just so I could get more kisses. I love his full lips and his dark eyes. As he got more comfortable (and more tequila) he started cuddling on the couch with me. I was loving this!

The music was playing, I wanted to dance. With two young Latinos in the house there has to be dancing. I teased them with my usual joke “get naked and dance”. I always say that at parties, and no one ever does. These guys were no exception, they were not taking off their clothes. They challenged me back… you first. Did I mention that we were drinking tequila? I don’t normally drink, and it was hitting me fast and hard. No way am I taking off my shirt first! Tell the cousin to take off his shirt, and Luis, you can remove my shirt if you want. There, I’m safe, no guy is going to take off “his” girls shirt in front of his cousin, right?

The cousin took off his shirt and I danced with him. I love dancing. I’m a little dizzy from the alcohol, but with a cute young and now shirtless Mexican, the quality of my dancing isn’t really important. The next thing I know, I feel my shirt starting to lift. I turn to face Luis as he takes my shirt off. This young man loves big breasts, and he’s enjoying having me dancing in front of him wearing a bra and jeans. As I started to remove his shirt (fair is fair you know), I realized that the cousin didn’t back off. He’s still dancing behind me, so I grind orhangazi escort my ass into him, while Luis is kissing my breasts.

Luis made the next move, letting my jeans drop to the floor with a “clunk” from the belt buckle. My heart is racing. I’m now in my underwear in front of two men I barely know, and they are keeping their bodies close to mine. I’m a little embarrassed, but wildly turned on, and I have to get them out of their jeans too. Once the jeans are gone, I feel their hard cocks grinding against me. Do I dare touch them?

Luis continues to take the lead, running his hands all over my body, and then sliding his fingers deep into my wet pussy. I squeeze his fingers, hoping he realizes how good that squeezing will feel on his cock. I think it worked, because he started biting my neck. He turned me around again so I could face the cousin. Luis with his fingers still in my pussy allowed his cousin to suck my tits too. I can’t believe this guy is sharing.

The next time I turned back to Luis, I felt my bra being unfastened from behind. Bold bold cousin, taking off my underwear now? But I love how Luis bites at my tits, this feels so good. All of these hands on my body. Two mouths biting and kissing me. And my hands and mouth going for whatever I want. Yes, they let me hold both cocks at once. Am I in heaven? I thought it didn’t exist, but I was wrong. Heaven is having a cock in each hand.

The cousin had another surprise for me as he slid his fingers into my pussy. Hey buddy, your cousin is going to get pissed if you keep taking liberties with his girl like this. Isn’t he? When is Luis going to either stop this game, or drag me to the bedroom so we can fuck our brains out together. I’ve been wanting to feel Luis’ cock inside of me since the first kiss, and these two men make me wildly horny.

The cousin is enjoying my breasts again, so I lean backwards into his chest. Luis is bumping and grinding me, my head is spinning, I’m so horny I think I’m going to start having multiple orgasms right there. I barely remember ortahisar escort doing this next part, but with the cousin holding me so tight from behind, I wrapped my legs around Luis, and quickly forced him to enter me without a condom. Shame on me for not using a condom! For a moment I am suspended between these two guys, my would-be boyfriend fucking me without a condom while his cousin lifts me onto Luis’ cock.

I am pushed down to my feet as Luis insists that we are not doing this without protection. He says it is time to go to my bedroom. I quickly agree, take his hand, and lead him up the stairs. His hands are all over my ass as we go, and I’m not looking backwards. We get to my room and I climb onto the bed. Luis asks me where the condoms are, and I drunkenly fall off the bed trying to find them. I toss some to him, still not looking backwards, still not sure if we’re alone, and really afraid to find out.

I go to the corner of the bed, on my hands and knees like a dog, my knees at the edge, down on my elbows, ass in the air, ready for him to stand behind me and fuck me hard. He doesn’t hesitate for a moment. We’ve had plenty of foreplay, I’m wild with anticipation, my pussy is dripping and begging to be filled. He plunges into me and I realize that he is nice and large. This is going to be an awesome fuck. I realize that I am about to multi-O while he takes my pussy from that angle, hitting straight into my g-spot. Just as I start to cum, the cousin gets onto the bed beside me, puts an arm under me to reach across to one breast, and puts his mouth to the closest breast. As Luis grips my ass and slams his cock deep into my pussy, the cousin pushes me over the edge of orgasms by playing with my tits. I cum over and over, slamming my body backwards into Luis, hearing my curvy ass slap into his stomach.

I feel him pull out and pause, and he sends the cousin away. Finally, the cousin has gone too far, and Luis is not going to share his girl any more. Before I can move out of this position, on my knees and hands at the end of the osmangazi escort bed, Luis gets on the bed in front of me, his hard cock ready for my mouth. Hmmm, he resisted cumming so that I could suck him. What a good boy. I take him deep into my mouth, enjoying the feel of his cock, hoping to suck out a few drops of pre-cum to wash away the taste of condom. Then all of a sudden I feel a cock slam deep into my pussy. The cousin didn’t leave, he was taking a turn at fucking me. I have a cock in my mouth, and another fucking deep into my pussy, and I start cumming again and again.

At this point my mind went into a slightly different place. The tequila? The shock of being in the first threesome of my life? For some reason simple arithmetic entered my head. A 20 year old and a 26 year old, added together is 46, the age of my ex husband. Sometimes math makes me smile.

I was sucking and fucking as hard as I could, but the alcohol and the orgasms made it impossible to concentrate. I gave myself completely over to the activity, giving up on questions like “am I good?” and “does he like to have his ass licked?” and just let the orgasms happen. The cousin pulled out and the two men switched places, so that Luis could fuck me some more and the cousin finally had a turn getting his cock sucked. He was being so well behaved at letting Luis go first, and accepting his role as second, that he deserved to have his cock sucked too. Luis rolled me onto my side, lifted my leg up across his chest, and plunged deep into me again, while the cousin got his cock stroked and sucked.

Luis did decide he had shared enough, and wanted me to himself. He flipped me onto my back, plunged into me, growled at his cousin, and the cousin left the room. Face to face, I finally had this handsome man to myself. My arms and legs wrapped around him, he rode me wildly until he was cumming as hard as I was. All of those kegals are very good for making sure that when I cum, it pushes my man over the edge and makes him cum with me.

Throughout the night he tried to tell me he was too tired for more sex, but I topped him three more times that night anyway. Wake a man by sucking his cock and he seldom complains. One of the three times he wanted my ass, which I very slowly gave him. I’ll give Luis anything he asks for.

So of course, now he’s asking for a threesome with another woman. It’s only fair you know.

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“Have you told him yet?” Lynn asked as she poured herself a cup of coffee.

“Not exactly.” Marie sighed. She closed the book she had been studying at the kitchen table and picked up her own cup of coffee.

“What does that mean?” Lynn asked as she sat down adjacent to Marie at the table. They had moved from the dorm to a small apartment off campus, just 2 months ago. Both women liked the privacy and independence of having their own place compared to dorm living.

“It means, no I haven’t.” Marie explained.

She and Lynn had had an exclusive relationship for over six months until Lynn made it clear that she wanted a committed relationship with Marie. Marie had realized at that point that although she loved Lynn as her best friend and lover. She couldn’t make the emotional commitment that Lynn wanted in an exclusive lesbian relationship. They had talked for hours that night Lynn did understand Marie’s feelings. She knew that Marie enjoyed sex with men and wasn’t able to make the same emotional connection to a woman she did with a man. They had decided to remain friends, occasional lovers and that they both hated dorm living so they had moved.

“I just don’t know how to tell him.” Marie started. “Suppose he doesn’t understand? I mean, suppose he’s totally turned off by the fact that I’m bi and dumps me?” Marie asked her friend.

“I think you’re underestimating Earl. Even if he is a man.” Lynn joked as she chuckled at Marie.

Marie had met Earl in her Psych class several weeks ago. He had asked her out for coffee after class one day and they had been dating ever since. Marie thought Earl was a kind, gentle, intelligent person and a great lover in bed but she wasn’t sure how accepting he’d be once she told him that she and Lynn had been and still were lovers on occasion.

“I’ll tell you what.” She offered. “Why don’t you invite Earl over for dinner and I’ll help you tell him. We can both explain the situation to him and make him understand.” Lynn smiled at her friend across the table.

Marie looked at Lynn and thought about it for a moment. Perhaps Lynn was right. Maybe she and Lynn could talk to Earl and he’d understand.

“All right. When?” Marie asked.

“Tonight. I don’t have any plans. We’ll order Chinese in and have a long talk about human sexuality. Then we’ll see what Earl thinks and we’ll know better how to explain to him about us.” Lynn said standing up. “I have to run, have a class in 20 minutes.” She said as she dropped a quick kiss on Marie’s mouth. “I’ll see you this evening.” She said as she left.

Later that day after psych class, Marie was walking with Earl to the local coffee shop as they discussed the day’s lecture. She felt nervous and happy all at the same time. Earl was everything Tim hadn’t been. Earl

cared more about his studies than the teams football stats and he cared about her. Earl had told her, on many occasions, how bright, witty and pretty he thought she was. He wasn’t a man to shy away from talking about his feelings. Emotional or sexual.

The first time they had slept together Marie was amazed. Until Earl, her heterosexual sex life had left a lot to be desired. Lynn had been the only one to truly awaken her sexual but Earl had quickly learned to please Marie and truly seemed to enjoy doing it.

With his arm around her shoulders he hugged Marie to his side, loving how her slight 5 foot frame fit nicely against his 5′ 10″ body. Turning his cobalt blue eyes on her he dropped a kiss on her forehead.

“So, what’s on the agenda for tonight? A movie, dinner, what would you like to do?” he asked smiling into her eyes.

Marie knew the moment was at hand. “How about you coming over to my place and we’ll order Chinese in. Lynn will be home so we’ll think of something we can all do?” she asked.

“Sounds great!” he told her. “Has Lynn finished that black and white photography assignment she’s been working on? She told me I could see it when she had.” He asked.

“Yes, she finished it two days ago. I’ll remind her you want to see it tonight.” She told him but her mind was already racing, thinking of what she and Lynn had planned.

Marie nervously paced back and forth through the apartment awaiting Earl’s arrival. She kept checking the clock that never seemed to move.

“Will you calm down.” Lynn told her as she walked in from her bedroom.

“Everything will be just fine.” She tried to reassure Marie. Marie just paused in her pacing and looked forlorn. Unable to resist nizip escort Lynn put her arms around her friend and hugged her close as Marie hugged her back. Lynn put her hands on either side of Marie’s small face and said, “If he is the man you think he is, he’ll understand. If not, better you find out now.” She placed a small kiss on Marie’s lips.

Unable to resist Lynn deepened the kiss feeling Marie respond, kissing her back. They stood for several moments holding each other, kissing passionately. Their tongues rubbing, probing each other’s mouth. Without conscious thought they drifted toward Lynn’s bedroom. Already their hands were touching each other’s breasts as they continued to kiss. Once in the bedroom, Lynn pushed the door closed but didn’t shut it. She turned back to Marie and once again began kissing her.

“Let me help you relax.” Lynn whispered in Marie’s ear. As her tongue gently caressed the outer shell of her ear. Marie closed her eyes and sighed deeply giving herself over to the sensations Lynn was stirring in her body. Lynn began undressing Marie, leaning down to gently suck at her nipples as she unbuttoned her blouse to reveal her pert breasts. Marie followed Lynn’s lead and began undressing Lynn. Soon they were wearing only their panties as they laid down next to each other on Lynn’s bed.

Lynn pulled Marie close, kissing her deeply as she let her hand slide over her breasts. She teased each nipple with her thumb and forefinger, gently pinching and rolling the hard nub. When Lynn felt Marie begin to arch her back she let her hand slide further down over her flat stomach to slip her fingers into Marie’s panties. Lynn’s fingers gently probed Marie’s already wet pussy. She inserted two fingers into the wet opening of Marie’s pussy and began to finger fuck her slowly. Marie moaned deep and low as she suck one of Lynn’s nipples into her mouth.

Feeling Marie push her hips against her hand, Lynn began rubbing her clit with her thumb. Marie’s pussy became instantly wetter, flooding Lynn’s hand with her juices. Marie’s hand moved down the plane of Lynn’s stomach to slide into her panties. Lynn’s own pussy was dripping wet as she felt Marie begin to finger fuck her in return. Soon they were both panting, passionately kissing between breaths as they both pressed their hips up against each others probing, rubbing fingers buried deeply in each other’s pussy. Small sucking sounds filled the room as they finger fucked each other’s dripping wet pussy. Marie was the first to orgasm as she cried out, “Oh Yes!” Letting loose a flood of pussy juice all over Lynn’s hand. It wasn’t long before Lynn too was yelling, “Fuck yes! Make me cum!” As Marie felt the flow of cum from Lynn’s pussy.

Lynn quickly moved to between Marie’s spread legs, helping her take off her, now, soaking wet panties before she removed her own. As soon as they were both naked, Lynn leaned down to slowly start licking the cum from Marie’s smoothly shaven pussy lips. Marie began shifting and turning to position herself under Lynn’s body in a 69 position. She reached up, pulling Lynn’s wet pussy down to her own eager lips as she felt Lynn begin sucking on her clit.

Earl arrived at the apartment and when he received no response to his knock he tried the door and found it was unlocked. Slowly he opened the door and looked around. “Marie? Lynn?” He called out. When there was no response to his inquiry he entered the apartment, closing the door, thinking they had stepped out to pick up the Chinese food. He took off his jacket and dropped it on the chair as he went into the kitchen to get something to drink. Hearing a whimpered moan he froze in his tracks. His mind racing, ” Was that Marie’s voice?” He quickly reversed his course, worried that something might be wrong. As he walked down the hall toward Marie’s bedroom he heard the moan again. It definitely was not a painful sound but rather one he recognized as Marie’s sound right before she orgasmed.

Immediately he smiled thinking about Marie laid on her bed masturbating. That mental image soon vanished as he heard another voice, female, moaning in response to Marie’s. Earl, now somewhat confused followed the sounds. They grew louder as he neared Lynn’s bedroom door. “Were they both masturbating together?” he wondered.

Pausing outside the bedroom door he listened more intently. Hearing more moans and sucking sounds from the bedroom. Unable to resist the temptation he slowly inched the door open, very quietly. The sight odunpazarı escort that greeted his eyes was fantastic.

There on the bed were two beautiful woman, locked in a 69 position feasting on each other’s pussies. Marie was on her back, her hips bucking up to grind again Lynn’s mouth. He knew by her breathing she was close to orgasm. His body responded to the sights and sounds by his cock becoming instantly hard and throbbing. In the dim light he could see Marie’s cheeks wet from Lynn’s cum as Marie arched her back and screamed, “Oh fuck yes, I’m cumming!”

He watched Lynn as she sucked and licked Marie’s pussy. He could hear the sucking sounds as Lynn’s mouth enjoyed the sweet taste he had come to enjoy recently. As he continued to watch his hand began to rub his rock hard cock through his jeans. The sight of the women eagerly eating each other’s pussies was an incredible turn on for him. As he stroked his cock, Lynn began grinding her pussy down on Marie’s face as she humped and yelled, “Oh fuck! Eat me! Make me cum! Yes, yes yes!”

Lynn turned her head slightly, she saw Earl standing in the door of her bedroom. She immediately noticed he was rubbing the extended bulge in front of his jeans and she smiled through her sexual haze.

Marie felt her friend stop moving and asked. “What’s wrong?”

Lynn chuckled as she moved off Marie to the side of the bed and said, “We have company.”

Marie’s eyes flew to the door, seeing Earl standing there. Instantly she paled, her eyes grew wide in horror of what she knew he had just witnessed. “Oh my God!” she gasped.

Earl quickly moved to the bed and leaned down to kiss Marie’s wet lips, tasting Lynn’s juices on her. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen anything more beautiful than the two of you eating each other.” He told her. He looked over at Lynn, whose own face was wet from Marie’s cum and he smiled.

Lynn knew acceptance when she saw it as she reached out to dip her fingers into Marie’s still very wet pussy. She brought her hand up to Earl’s mouth offering him her fingers. He held her wrist as he sucked and licked the cum from her fingers. Marie watched mesmerized by what she saw.

Lynn smiled at Marie and then at Earl. “Hon, I don’t think you have to worry about telling him about us anymore.” She said. Then turning to Earl she laughed, “You are very over dressed. Care to join us?” She then lowered her mouth back to Marie’s pussy and began licking at her clit.

Earl stood as he watched his girlfriend being licked and sucked by her room mate. His cock was still hard and throbbing as he removed his clothes. Once he was naked he laid down on the other side of Marie and began kissing her, tasting again Lynn’s cum on her mouth. As Lynn continued to suck at Marie’s clit, Earl moved his mouth licking and kissing a trail to Marie’s erect nipples where he began to suck them as he watched Lynn’s mouth on Marie’s pussy. Soon Marie was lost in the sensation of another intense orgasm as she flooded her friend’s face again with her cum.

Earl moved, repositioning himself so he could begin licking and tasting Marie’s wet cum soaked pussy. Lynn moved to straddle her knees over Marie’s head offering her pussy to Marie as Earl began to feast on Marie’s pussy.

Marie reached up to pull Lynn’s pussy down over her own mouth. Her tongue reaching and probing deeply into her wet vagina. Lynn’s hands were busy caressing and pinching her own nipples as she watched Earl eat Marie. Soon both woman were moaning and panting as they pushed toward orgasm. First Lynn was yelling and grinding down on Marie’s mouth. “Yes, eat me! Fuck yes I’m cumming!” Within seconds Marie was crying out also. “Oh fuck! Yes! Suck my clit hard! I’m cumming!” as her body released a flow of sweet pussy juice that washed Earl’s eager mouth and face.

Marie raised up and moved to position herself over Earl. She eagerly reached out and wrapped her hand around his cock, feeling it throb and jerk at her touch. As she began stroking him, she leaned down to lick the precum dripping from his cock. Earl moaned and leaned back to enjoy her mouth on his cock. Marie’s hand stroked his shaft holding it high against his stomach as he felt her hot mouth begin to lick and suck at his balls.

Allowing the couple to enjoy each other, Lynn laid back to watch Marie as she stroked and sucked Earl hard throbbing cock. Lynn leaned back against the pillows and began to finger her own pussy.

Marie licked and onikişubat escort sucked the head of Earl’s cock as her hand moved up and down the shaft now wet with a combination of her saliva and his precum. Her other hand gently squeezed and caressed his balls as she knew he liked her to do. Wanting to feel that hard cock inside her, Marie swung her leg over Earl’s body. Holding his cock in her hand she guided him into her wet pussy as she lowered herself onto his cock.

His hands held her waist as she faced away from him, he felt the hot wetness of her pussy surround and hold his cock. She moved her hips grinding down on his hard cock buried deep inside her. Earl’s hands moved to gently caress and cup the rounded globes of Marie’s ass as he began helping her to ride his cock. His fingers squeezing as he felt her pussy muscles gripping his cock. Faster she fucked his cock. Lynn moved in front of Marie and began to suck at her hard nipples as Earl’s cock moved in and out of her pussy. Marie reached down with her one hand to again hold Earl’s balls as her other hand reached out and she began to finger fuck Lynn’s pussy.

Earl watched his cock as it disappeared again and again into Marie’s pussy. His thumb pressed against her puckered ass. Sliding his hand down between their bodies he wet his hand in Marie’s copious pussy juices. He then pressed his thumb again over her puckered ass, letting it slip into her ass. Marie moaned louder, he started fucking her ass with his thumb as she rode his cock harder and faster.

“Oh Fuck, I’m going to cum on your cock!” Marie screamed as she orgasmed sending a flood of cum washing down over Earl’s cock and dripping onto his balls. After she had calmed from her orgasm Earl suggested that she pay a little more attention to Lynn.

“I’d love to watch you eat her again Baby.” He told her. So Lynn laid back against the pillows, opening her thighs to Marie. Marie moved on her knees between Lynn’s spread legs and lowered her mouth to suck on her friend’s wet pussy.

Earl watched the woman, loving what he saw. Two beautiful woman enjoying sex together. He moved behind Marie and began to lick and kiss the rounded cheeks of her ass as she devoured Lynn’s pussy sending Lynn into another screaming orgasm. Earl’s tongue began to lick and probe the puckered opening of Marie’s ass. She moaned as she felt the warm wet licks of his tongue on her.

Turning her attention momentarily away from Lynn’s pussy she told Earl. “Fuck my ass please.” Then went back to sucking Lynn’s hard clit. Earl moved up closer behind Marie. His cock still wet with her cum he gently pressed the head against her puckered opening. Immediately, Marie pushed back against his cock as the head slipped into her ass.

Slowly he pressed forward as she pushed back. He watched his cock slip all the way into her ass. He held her hips against his thighs loving the feel of her hot tight ass encircling his throbbing cock. Earl started moving slowly in and out of Marie’s ass as he watched her greedily eating Lynn’s pussy. Lynn had one hand on the back of Marie’s head holding her against her pussy as her other hand pinched and twisted her own nipples.

Loving the feel of Earl’s cock fucking her ass, Marie reached under her body to begin rubbing hard at her own throbbing clit. She pushed back hard to meet Earl’s forward thrust. She squeezed her ass tighter around his cock hearing him moan when she did.

Soon Lynn was bucking wildly under Marie’s mouth as she screamed and yelled, “Fucking eat me! I’m cumming!” Marie drank deeply of the juices that flowed from Lynn’s pussy.

Marie now alternated between finger fucking her own pussy and rubbing her cum soaked fingers over her engorged throbbing clit. Feeling Earl’s hard cock fucking in and out of her ass as she did. Marie was next to scream as she orgasmed sending a rush of cum that Earl could feel wet his balls as he thrust against her ass. “Oh yes! Fuck my ass I’m cumming!” Marie yelled.

Earl felt Marie’s ass grip and squeeze his cock in her ass. “You keep that up and you’re going to make me cum in your ass.” He hissed out between clenched teeth.

“Yes, I want you to, I want to feel your cock throb as you cum in my ass.” Marie panted.

Earl knew he couldn’t hold back any longer. “You got it Baby. I’m cumming…right now!” he growled as he pumped again and again his hot cum deep into her tight ass.

The three collapsed sweaty and exhausted on the bed together. The room filled with the sound of panting breaths and the smell of sex. Earl laid down next to Marie as she laid next to Lynn.

“Earl,” Marie began. “I didn’t know how to tell you I was bisexual.”

Hearing Marie’s statement Lynn began to chuckle as she said, “Earl, I don’t know how to tell you I left the door unlock on purpose.”

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Matthew rubbed his eyes, not believing the incredable information that had just been told to him. His wife, a tall and curvacious woman, had invited another woman into their bed. He stood there like a fool, his mouth gapping open, trying to absorb the information that had just been given to him.

“Matt, did you hear me? I said that my friend from Chicago is down and wants to join us for a threesome. Is that okay?” Matt’s wife was staring at him, waiting for him to answer. Her hands were on her hips and a smile played across his plump lips. Her eyes danced with mischief as she continued to stare at him. Finally, Matt broke himself away from his trance and smiled.

“What do you think I am going to say?” His wife smiled and giggled, letting her large breasts bounce slightly at the movement. “Heather, this isn’t funny.”

“Your reaction was. And besides, you know that I agreed a long time ago that I would as long as we set some rules. One was that the other girl had to be someone that we wouldn’t see all the time because that would be weird. Second, your not to fuck her.” Heather moved closer and pressed her body against her husbands. “I see your already excited.”

“Well, you tell any man what you told me and see if he doesn’t get hard.” Heather pressed her lips lightly against his. “And yes, I know the rules. I just thought it would never happen.”

“Well, happy anniversary baby.” karşıyaka escort Heather turned at the knock on the door. She broke her intimate embrace with her husband and went to the door. As she opened the door, Matt took in the sight of a very sexy woman. Her body was lean with a good sized breast, and her hair was long like his wife’s, but instead of brunette, she was blonde. She had the same wicked gleam in her eye as his wife though, and when they turned around, Matt thought that he would explode.

Heather invited the other woman in and made introductions to Matt, telling him about her friend Casey. They talked and had a couple glasses of wine before Heather turned to Matt and smiled.

“Me and Casey are ready for bed.” Matt’s breath caught in his throat as he watched his wife begin undressing her friend.

Heather slowly pulled the shirt up over Casey’s breasts and head, throwing it to the floor. Casey was wearing a black bra, her nipples poking through the fabric. In turn, Casey drew the shirt off of Heather and she as well was wearing a black bra. They came together, almost hugging and they each unclasped the others bra, bringing it down their arms and dropping in Matt’s lap.

Heather bent down and began tracing small circles around Casey’s nipple. Caset threw her head back and moaned deep in her throat. Heather continued to caress kartepe escort her breasts with her tongue, alternating between the two every so often. Casey placed her hands on Heather’s face and drew her up into a kiss, rubbing her tongue against Heathers. Matt continued to stare on as the new woman began sucking and nibbling on his wife’s nipples.

Suddenly, they turned and looked at Matt, and each grabbed one of his hands, drawing him off the couch and leading him to the bedroom. When they entered, they began to rip his clothing from his body. Buttons went flying, as did his clothing. Soon he found himself naked and his hard cock exposed to the hungry gaze of two beautiful women. They quickly threw off their pants and underwear and pushed Matt onto the bed.

Heather began kissing and licking his neck and torso, while Casey began sucking on his hard, throbbing cock. Heather moved down to were Casey was sucking noisily on her husband’s cock and began licking and sucking along with her. Matt looked down and his heart began to pound wildly as he watched these two gorgeous women suck and lick his cock hungerily. He put his head back and moaned enjoying the feeling.

Matt stopped the women and got up on his knees. Heather positioned herself on her knees, allowing her husband access to her doggiestyle. Casey laid down in front of Heather spreading her legs kaş escort wide. Heather dipped her head low and began tracing Casey’s wet lips with her tongue, pushing in deeper, moving towards her clit. Matt watched for a moment, savoring the image before plunging his hard cock into the tight, hot, wet pussy of his wife. While Matt pounded Heather, she sucked and licked at her friend’s pussy, moving two fingers inside of her. Heather moaned onto her friends pussy causing her to throw her head back a scream with pleasure. Heather continued to moan from the pounding of her husbands cock deep inside of her.

Matt withdrew, causing Heather to cry out in protest. Matt helped Casey up onto her knees as he pushed his wife down onto her back. Matt entered Heather missionary style, and Casey saddled her face. Heather brought her hands up to hold onto Casey’s hips to help her press her mouth against her pussy. Casey leaned forward and began rubbing Heather’s clit as Matt fucked her pussy.

As Matt drew closer to his orgasm, he dug his fingers into Heather’s hips causing her to sucked and lick her friend harder, trying to get her closer to an orgasm. Casey rubbed Heather’s clit faster as she began grinding her hips against Heather’s face. They moved together, faster and faster, until Matt grunted as he spurted his hot cum inside his wife, and Casey screamed as Heather cried out from her orgasm, causing her to cum onto her friends face.

They all crumbled onto the bed, holding each other until the trembling from the orgasms calmed and they could breathe more normally. Matt looked at his wife and smiled.

“Thank you. Your amazing.” Heather smiled back at him and giggled.

“I know.”

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It was early spring, and I, Sophia, was meeting a friend to take the dogs for a walk in the park. I say a friend, James and I are friends now but he is also my ex-boyfriend, the one from directly before I met my husband, Luke. James and I hadn’t really seen much of each other since ending our relationship, but had stayed in touch online over the years.

James was no different to how I remembered him from 5 years ago. Tall, dark haired with a cheeky mischievous smile. Walking around the woods and the canal with him was almost just like old times, but without the hand-holding and random kisses. Conversation flowed easily between us as we became reacquainted. After an hour of walking, we agreed the chill in the air was becoming too much so we decided on coffee at his place.

Back at James’, we sat in the living room, fire on and drinks in hand with the dogs passed out in the back room. The perfect way to spend a Saturday afternoon. Having had an intimate past with James, it meant no topic of conversation was off the table between us, and things always headed in the direction of sex when we spoke online, I don’t know why I expected today to be any different.

“So, am I the last person you slept with other than Luke?” He asks. I know he is not asking if there was anyone between him and Luke, instead he wants to know if I’ve ever been unfaithful which is not a question I wanted to answer truthfully.

“Yes, you were the last one I was with before I met Luke” I answer, tactfully.

“You know that’s not what I meant” I should have learnt I can never get away with word play around James, instead I fire the question back at him.

“I know it’s not, You want to know if I would or have ever been unfaithful. Were you ever unfaithful to Hannah?” Hannah is James ex-wife, they met not long after I met Luke and married at a similar time to us. I’d never met her, but he had told me about her several times.

“No, well not exactly. OK maybe.”

“Well now I’m intrigued, tell me more about not exactly, maybe being unfaithful.”

“She kissed me. Julia from Uni before she went travelling. Hannah went mad when I told her.”

“Well didn’t you fancy Julia for ages? Of course she went mad at you, you idiot” The conversation kept flowing like this, I was impressed I’d distracted him from his initial question. But eventually the questions became quite probing again.

“Have you ever had a threesome?” James asked as he handed me another drink.

“No but I had the chance once at Uni. I was seeing a guy who really wanted me and his mate to have one with him. Ultimately I said no, it was a bit weird having two straight guys approach you for a threesome. Plus he wanted me to return the favour and arrange another one with a girlfriend of mine, but that was never going to happen with my friends!”

“Would you want to have one?”

“I’ve thought about it, but Luke and I are married now and you know how jealous I can be, I don’t think I could share him. Have you had one?”

“No but Mia suggested she would have one with me, mut escort I just wondered…” Mia is James’ new housemate. He’s only mentioned her once or twice previously, but he gave me the impression that she had a somewhat adventurous sex life where little was off limits. That reminded me of my early 20s, it was how I wanted to be during University, but a voice in the back of my mind always stopped me from doing anything too ‘out there’.

“Look, James, you know I love Luke, I could never plan to cheat on him. If something just happened I’d deal with it as it’s up to me to decide if I want to let it happen, but I’m never going to purposely set out to do it. OK?” That was the end of that conversation, and neither of us really knew what to say next so instead we ventured to put on film on Netflix as a distraction.

At some point during the film, Mia came home and joined us for the rest of the film. She was prettier than I’d imagined, short and slim with long chestnut hair and bright blue eyes. She was also very relaxed that you couldn’t help but like her. After the film, we talked about getting takeout for a while, arguing over the best places to go and whether it should be pizza or Chinese.

“You girls decide what you want, I’ll order it once I’ve been to the loo.” Once James was out of the room, Mia came and sat next to me on the sofa.

“You know he’s really hoping we will hook up” she whispers “I heard you talking earlier, I’m sorry if he was pressuring you.”

“He always knows how to push the boundaries of our friendship, I’m used to it now.”

“You know if you ever change your mind…” breathed Mia as she leant forward and kissed me. Not a passionate kiss, but more than just a friendly peck. Her lips lingered just millimetres from mine as she waited for my reaction.

“You know I’m married Mia” I responded, unsure what else I should do or say.

“I know, to be honest, I expected you to push me away, but you haven’t and that tells me enough about what you really want.” With that she swung her leg over me and sat straddling my lap, she kissed me again, this time with her tongue playfully trying to part my lips, whilst her fingers playing with the bottom of my jumper. I didn’t respond at first, I knew I should push her off and leave, but she was beautiful and I’d often wondered what it would be like with another woman. I should have explored more when I was younger, but maybe I could do that now, I might never get another chance. Before I’d consciously decided what to do, I was already kissing her back, passionately and urgently like she was all I’d ever wanted. Her hand had made its way up under my jumper, tracing the outline of my breasts.

My hand made it ways round her back, to her perfectly tight bum, which seemed to give her all the permission she needed to keep going. She pulled my jumper over my head, then pulled off her own top before kissing me again and trailing her lips down my neck to the curve of my cleavage. She had such a petite frame, and small, pert breasts inside an innocent nazilli escort looking cream bra.

Mia slowly stood up, and tugged on my hand, leading me from the sofa to the rug by the fireplace.

“Are you going to stand there all day James, or are you going to get over here and join us?” My head shot up to the doorway as she said this, James was stood there, leaning against the door frame gaping at the scene unfolding on his sofa. I hadn’t realised he was there and suddenly our earlier conversation rushed back into my mind. This was exactly what he had wanted to happen and I’d told him it was off the cards!

“James, why don’t you take off Sophia jeans, then mine?” This was more of an instruction than a question and he immediately joined us whilst Mia’s fingers expertly slipped inside my bra, teasing my erect nipples before being replaced by her moist lips which continued to nibble and suck. I was so distracted by Mia that I barely registered James tugging at my belt and removing my jeans. James had continued to strip himself down to just his boxers whilst he watched Mia expertly navigate my body. It wasn’t long before her kisses had trailed down passed my navel and her teeth we gently tugging and the top of my thong.

I suddenly felt quite exposed, as I looked up at James naked torso. I was wearing a new lingerie set, red and black lace, and could feel his eyes wandering over my body. His gaze lingered over my bra and panties, making me remember he always liked red and black combinations. Then James kissed me, his mouth was rougher than Mia’s, and my insecurities disappeared as I was consumed by the combination of James kiss and Mia’s tongue rubbing my pussy through the thin lace.

“You two carry on,” came Mia’s voice, “I’ll be back in a minute but if you two start fucking keep it slow until I get back.” Then she was gone, bounding up the stairs. I felt much more nervous being alone with James, this felt more like infidelity than being with Mia, Mia was allowing me to explore new opportunities and fulfil fantasies that I couldn’t with Luke. But I knew Mia would be back, I could hear the lust and desire in her voice before she left the room.

Slowly James removed my thong, “You remembered I like black and red,” he joked as he slipped a finger inside my now soaking pussy. I let out a little moan as I felt him penetrate me, spurring him on push his finger deeper inside me, then two fingers. Involuntarily, my legs parted a little bit more and body started to move with him rhythm. I was no longer thinking about infidelity, all I wanted was to feel James hard cock throbbing inside me.

Mia walked back in the room just as James was removing his boxers, freeing his erect penis. He was bigger than I remembered, bigger than Luke too. My hands glided down Lukes torso until my fingers met his erection and slowly rubbed up and down the shaft. She threw something at him, which he expertly caught and started to tear at. A condom packet. Soon my hand was nudged out of the way to make way for the condom, quickly nilüfer escort followed by James bulging cock pressing against me. I was throbbing, wanting him inside me, that I’d almost forgotten Mia until I heard a faint whirring sound. She was sat back on the sofa, and as James penetrated me, her vibrator penetrated her. We both gasped in unison.

James fucked me hard and fast, and it was over all too soon. We both came quickly, me gasping for air as James moaned my name. Except it wasn’t over yet. As soon as James was done, Mia was between my legs, her tongue darting over my clitoris, gently massaging my vulva as she prepared me for a second orgasm. As she did this, she deftly covered her vibrator with a condom, as James looked on. I could see he had another condom packet in his hand, he was equally getting prepared to go again.

Once my breathing had returned to normal, Mia touched her vibrator to my vagina, teasing me, wanting me to beg for more. It worked, in seconds I could feel the wetness rising between my legs coating her toy, inviting it inside me. But she wasn’t ready to give me what I wanted just yet, she continued to press it up against my vagina and as soon as it reached the opening to penetrate me, she would pull it away leaving me moaning with pleasure and intense sexual frustrations.

After 10 minutes of this, James knelt behind Mia, pushing her onto all fours on top of me.

“Give it to her” he whispered to Mia, “I want us all to come together”. With that Mia relented and allowed me to take her vibrator inside me, she turned up the speed to the middle setting and positioned the rabbit ears either side of my clitoris before turning on the pulsing vibrations. As she did so, James entered her from behind, I could see his hand come round to play with her nipples as she lowered her head to kiss me. Her tongue still tasted of my juices. At the same time, she moved her hands onto my wrists, holding me in place.

“I don’t want you changing the settings” she gasped as her own orgasm began to rise inside her. I could feel my body beginning to buck, and my legs tensing although with both Mia and James kneeling between them I was stuck as I felt the tension building up inside me. My moans were getting louder, I never could orgasm quietly when it was clit stimulation, but after being fucked and now being restrained, I felt like I was losing control.

“Fuck” muttered James, “I’m nearly there, I want you both to come with me.” Mia had stopped kissing me now and was groaning into my neck, I knew she was ready to release as was I.

“Now” James breathed, “I’m coming”. I felt the shudders of both his and Mia’s orgasms pass through her body into mine as my own orgasm burst forth. My legs were quivering uncontrollably at this point, and my continued screams of pleasure with the bucking movements of my whole body reminded Mia she still had me pinned down whilst her vibrator tormented me, refusing to allow me any peace before quickly coming a third time that evening. She slowly removed her toy, rubbing it against me as she did so, enjoying watching me squirm as it passed over my incredibly sensitive clitoris.

James and Mia both collapsed next to me, a mass of entwined arms and legs as we each struggled to regain our composure.

“I like her” exclaimed Mia laughing, “Can you invite Sophia round more often?”

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“Oh, get off it, he didn’t say that!” exclaims the blonde in the bikini with the tattoo on her right breast naming her Sandy.

“Uh huh,” gushes Gwen, coming out onto the deck with drinks. “He had just finished showering after finishing down at the jobsite–” she stripped off her own bikini bottoms, exposing her fine dark trim and plopped into the jacuzzi.

“No!” Sandy interrupts, grabbing Gwen.

“…and I was sitting with Holly on the couch. We’d been drinking tea and looking at some photographs for a while before Jim got home. God, did he look good when he was all covered with sweat and dirt and whatever!”

“Was he wearing that workshirt?”

“T-shirt!” Gwen jiggles her tits around. Her nipples grow quickly hard, and poke at their lycra bindings. “Even better. He had this great big hole in the back of his jeans. I think I actually came while I was sitting there!”

“Oh, I’m so jealous of you, Gwen.”

Gwen giggles. “Honey, you just have to get in touch with yourself. You can come any time you want, too.” Lightly, playfully, she pushes Sandy away.

“No,” Sandy says, coming close in the water again. “I need a big strong man fucking me, and the smell of his body and the hair…” she reaches out a puts her fingers under Gwen’s top and squeezes a nipple. “Did Jim really say he was coming over here tonight?”

Gwen smiles, and says, “You betcha, honey.”

They kiss and then Gwen pulls away, feigning embarassment. Sandy splashes her. “What did he say, Gwen? What did he say?”

“Well, Holly had gone into the bathroom after he came out, and I just couldn’t help myself but try to peek through the crack of their bedroom door, where he was dressing, and right when I did, it popped open and he came out and saw me.”

Sandy’s jaw hangs slack.

Gwen starts rubbing Sandy’s leg under the water. “He looks me right in the eyes, and smiles, and says—ooh, I’m getting hot just thinking about it—‘what are you doing, trying to get a look?’ and I said, ‘you betcha, honey.’”

“Did you say that!?” Sandy says.

“I always say that. Don’t you wanna hear?”

By way of reply Sandy reaches between her friend’s legs, and runs her fingers through her wet bush.

“Yes,” Gwen says, through building moans. “Jim didn’t even register surprise. He looked at the bathroom door, where Holly was, and cocked his ear that way. We both heard the sink running. He said, ‘You don’t have to sneak around with me, baby.’ And undid his pants.”

Gwen thrusts her hips out and into Sandy’s manipulations, and comes like a jackhammer, literally shouting with pleasure, eyes closed, up on her elbows on the deck outside the jacuzzi. Sandy slides two fingers in and out, fast then slow, in and out, plucking the clit with her other hand, and watches Gwen’s facial expressions with envy. When it passes, Sandy sits back, and sighs, and reaches for a drink.

“See, it happens so fast for you. I swear, I’d pay a million dollars for a machine that could milas escort make that happen to me.” Sandy smiles. “Mmm, these margaritas are yummy.”

Gwen grabs hers and drinks, panting. “You betcha, honey.” She says.

“So, then what?” Sandy asks. “When did he say he’s coming over here?”

“Well, Holly was obviously finishing up in the bathroom, so he puts his cock back in his pants—”

“When did he take his cock out of his pants?”

“Sandy, you weren’t even listening!”

“Well, go on!”

Just then the doorbell rings, twice, on the other side of the house. Gwen goes to an intercom device on the wall and presses the button. “Yes?” she says in her huskiest voice into the speaker.

“It’s Jim.”

“Hi, Jim. Glad you could make it. Are you alone?”

“No, I brought Holly with me, and she’s pissed!” comes the reply, and Gwen and Sandy’s eyebrows both raise. Then, Jim adds, “Yes, of course, I’m alone.”

Gwen calls him a jerk through the intercom, but lets him in just the same.

“He’s just playing games,” Sandy says.

“Yeah, well, he’s hung like a mule. I’ll let him play whatever games he wants.” Gwen says. She’s still standing outside the jacuzzi when the sliding glass door opens and Jim steps out onto the patio. He’s wearing a worn pair of Levi’s and a black t-shirt, both probably a size smaller than would be totally comfortable, but accentuating his biceps, shoulders and thighs.

“This must be your friend,” he says. “She’s hot.”

“That’s Sandy,” Gwen says, going over to Jim and reaching under his shirt. “She didn’t believe me when I was telling her you were coming over here.”

Jim laughs. It’s a deep-toned, almost pirate laugh. Instead of responding verbally, he unties Gwen’s bikini top and throws it off to the side, and begins to suck on her nipples. She coos with pleasure and rubs the swell of his crotch through the jeans.

Sandy drops her drink and climbs out of the water and takes a position on her knees at Jim’s feet. He grabs her hair and ruffles it around as she reaches up and opens his pants. Not wearing any underwear, as the buttons pop, his semi-hard cock flops out onto her waiting tongue.

“What a nice cock,” Sandy says around it, taking it into her mouth and pulling on it, then sliding it down her throat until her nose was in his dark hair.

“You like when I flex it like that?” Jim moans.

Gwen grabs his cock with one hand and kneads his balls with the other, as Sandy continues to suck it all the way down her throat, and then out to the tip, and then back. Before long, Gwen pulls it out of her friend’s mouth and into her own, licking the head and slapping it off her open mouth and tongue. Jim throws off his shirt and steps out of his shoes, as Sandy pulls his cock away from Gwen and begins to suck on it as deep as she can again.

“Oh, god!” Jim exclaims. “Yes! You girls can fight over my cock as long as you want to, but can I maybe mudanya escort get one of those margaritas to soothe my parched lips?”

Gwen smiles and bends over to grab one of the ones sitting by the jacuzzi. When she does, Jim slips his middle finger into her snatch from behind and vigorously works it back and forth in her sopping wetness.

“My, that was a dirty trick,” Gwen purrs.

“That’s not the only one I know,” Jim says, “give me a drink.” She complies, pouring some of the tequila tea into his mouth, then kissing him after he swallows, and offering another, rocking her cunt on his hand all the while.

Sandy furiously sucks Jim’s cock, and finally, he pulls it out of her mouth and strokes it a few times, moaning loudly, before letting her continue. Gwen makes a sour face at having her pussy massage interrupted.

“This girl’s a champion cocksucker,” he says.

Sandy laughs. Gwen drinks some more of the tequila and gets down on her hands and knees on a wooden bench just to Jim’s right. She begins to rub her clit and squeeze her tits and call Jim’s name, effectively distracting him from the wicked blowjob.

“I hope you girls are into eating cum,” Jim says, slipping his meat into the hot walls of Gwen’s box, forcing her forward onto her stomach and her legs back, “because it’s been two weeks since I shot a wad.”

Gwen does not respond in English, but Sandy says, “You can come all over my face, honey. I’ll suck every last drop out of you.”

“That’s what I like to hear,” Jim smiles, leaning on his hands and pumping Gwen’s cunt. After only a minute, she begins to ask him to go slower. When he complies, she begins to moan louder, and squeezes him with her legs.

“I’m coming!” Gwen shouts, and she does.

“Ooh, damn!” says Jim. “She is a live one!” He pulls out of Gwen and sits down next to her on the bench. Sandy is instantaneously slurping his cock into her mouth, lapping off the fresh pussy juice and smiling as her face gets wetter and wetter every time his cock pops out of her mouth and brushes her skin. But Gwen will have none of it and climbs onto his cock, facing away from him, and putting her snatch right in Sandy’s face as well.

Also not to be stopped, Sandy continues to pull on Jim’s balls with her mouth, and stretches Gwen’s twat open and applies her fingers to her pussy lips and clit, and grabs the meaty cock that’s bouncing in and out of it, and pulling on it, and rubbing both of the partner’s thighs.

“I taste come,” Sandy says, rubbing the throbbing member on her tongue as Gwen lifts herself off of it. Gwen turns and scowls at Jim, who shakes his head.

“Not yet, baby. You’ll know it.” Jim says.

Gwen climbs down off of him anyway, and gets down next to Sandy. “You want to come all over my face?” she says. “You got enough for both of us?”

Jim nods, as the girls fight over his cock again. Gwen is a good sport, and puts up a fight, but she can mustafakemalpaşa escort only get three or four strokes in before Sandy wrenches his cock back from her and envelopes it in her lips. Gwen settles into the role of stroking the base of it, and squeezing Jim’s balls, and Sandy pinches his nipples while getting the back of her throat abused by the head of his cock, and her chin by the pounding of Gwen’s fist.

“Oh my God, I think I’m gonna come,” Sandy says, her eyes rolling back in their sockets, Jim’s cock still snaking back and forth between her wet lips. Her body begins to shake, and she instinctively reaches down to her pussy and frantically massages it.

“You bad thing!” Gwen exclaims, swatting her on the behind. “I’ll spank your ass, you naughty girl!” Sandy forgets about Jim’s cock momentarily as she comes, and Jim stands up and grabs his pecker in one hand and the back of Gwen’s head in the other. He wastes no time in shoving all of it into her mouth, and strokes his meat double time as Sandy continues to moan like a whore below him. Fondling Gwen’s soft tits with his free hand, he speeds himself along to a climax, and a thick stream of jizz flies out of his cock and onto her face, leaving a trail of come from her hairline, through one eyebrow, down the side of her nose, and into her mouth.

“God damn!” Jim whispers. Gwen reflexively brings up one of her hands as the second blast hits her on the upper lip, and a big wad again goes into her mouth. She opens and closes her lips, creating a sticky web of cum. “Come and get it, Sandy,” Jim says, clutching his purple cock in his fist, “I can’t hold it.” Sandy rises from the ground and next to Gwen, pressing her left cheek to Gwen’s right, just as Jim loosens his grip and unleashes the mother lode. One burst after another fires out of his meat cannon, the first one hitting Sandy right in the left eye, closing it and having such mass that a great pile of cum drooled down her cheek and onto her undulating breasts. With a second, he holds the head of his cock on her lower lips and fires right into her mouth. Moaning, she pushes her mouth around his shaft as he squirts again, and plenty gushes out around the sides. Still stroking it, he pulls his cock out of her mouth and begins to slap it off her face, and after a couple more pumps, sprays a lesser amount all over Gwen again. A few more drops of cum directed at their tits, and Jim falls back onto the bench with an exhale large enough to blow out a hundred candles.

“Good gravy!” He exlaims. “That’s exactly what I needed!” Both women, soaked in his love, continue to fondle and stroke his cock, keeping it hard, licking it clean, and speaking to him in the language of pleasure.

“I’m sure glad you came over tonight,” Gwen says.

Sandy nods her agreement, cock in mouth.

“Me too,” says Jim. “Hey, can I use your phone?”

“Yeah,” Gwen replies, “What for?”

“I need to call Holly and tell her we’re through.”

“Oh don’t do that,” Sandy interrupts, stroking his very click pecker with both hands. “Just go on seeing her, and come over here to take your aggression out on us.”

Jim think for a second. “Can I do that?” he says.

Gwen goes down on him, while Sandy strokes. “You betcha, honey,” says Sandy. “You betcha.”