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I watched Darlene in silence as she sat alone at her table, slowly sipping her tea and staring out of the window at the cold, drizzly Saturday afternoon. There were only a few customers in the pub, so she decided to take a few moments for herself. She knew I was watching her – I always watch her – I can’t help it, she’s so beautiful. Her exquisite blond hair, falling in a loose braid down her back, her blouse unbuttoned to reveal more than a hint of creamy breast, the round of her hips encased in her favourite jeans, her legs crossed at the knee, allowing her naked foot to dangle and sway in abandon more or less in time to the music from the CD player. She turned to me and smiled a genuine smile. My heart leapt. I’m so in love.

“Give us a pint here, Love,” came a familiar voice from the other end of the bar. Liam and a couple of his football chums snuck in the back door. They had won their match and were ready for some well deserved beers. “I don’t blame you for staring at her like that,” smiled Sean. “There’s times I’ve caught myself staring at either of you that way. Beauty is such a wondrous thing to behold.” I had to stifle a giggle because Sean looked a complete mess, having just finished two hours of hard football playing in the rain. I kissed his cheek as I handed him his pint. He then joined his mates from the football team all huddled around the corner table near the darts board.

Most of the regulars know about Darlene and me, so we don’t exactly hide our relationship. We also don’t go about molesting each other while we’re working, either, much to the disappointment of some.

“Sean is cute, isn’t he?” she whispered in my ear from behind with a kiss. My nipples hardened as her lips touched my ear. “I bet he could last long enough for both of us.” Her hand ran lightly down my back, sending the shivers to the rest of my body.

Sean is about 5’10”, 190 muscular pounds, with shoulder length, dark brown hair, bright, sky blue eyes and a constant two day stubble. He’s very sweet and barely 21. Liam introduced Sean to me a couple of months ago just after Sean joined Liam’s football team. Admittedly, I’ve had a thought or two involving his cock and my mouth. Darlene has confessed a few similar thoughts of her own concerning Sean.

I turned to face Darlene. “Only if he can cum enough to cover your entire body so I can lick it all off.” I gave her behind a quick slap. Darlene’s blue eyes flashed and I could see her nipples hardening through her blouse. She just enjoyed a nice visual. “That’s one thing I do miss about having a man sometimes,” I shared with my lover. “I admit, I really love to suck cock.”

The afternoon took it’s course, the rain had let up, and the evening staff ambled in. The football boys had lost 3 or 4 in number, but a few were ready for another round. Darlene served up their fresh pints with a flirt or two in Sean’s direction. Maura took care of the recent customers at the bar, so I started pouring myself and Darlene a pint. güvenilir bahis Darlene returned from the football table with a grin big enough to cut the top of her head off. She grabbed her glass and took a big swallow. “We need to go home and shower,” she smiled at me. “We’ve got a date.”

At home, in the shower, Darlene was soaping up my back. She reached around and lovingly held my breasts and kissed my neck. I stirred and moaned. There is something in the way she does that, no matter how many times she does that, I just melt. “If I told you I wanted to have sex with you and a man, what would you say?” she asked in my ear. I grinned. I knew she had been a little horny for cock for a while now, too.

“You know I can never deny you a thing.” I purred and held her hands at my tits and pushed my hips back into her just a little. Darlene responded by lightly pinching my nipples, getting a little squeal from me. “If we have a date this evening, my Love, then we shouldn’t play with each other just yet,” I giggled and stepped out of our shower. “I wouldn’t want to wear you out before the festivities begin, now would I?”

“I just can’t get the picture of your tits being splattered with spunk out of my head,” she smiled as she turned the shower off and stepped out. “And I want to suck all that spunk right off ’em as your nipples get so hard.” Darlene pinched my left nipple, getting yet another squeal from me.

Darlene and I are more into sex with each other, but, with us both being bi, it’s nice to suck cock and swallow some spunk every once in a while.

Sean arrived a little after 7:00, all freshly showered and grinning so much his face must’ve hurt. I think we scared him, what with Darlene answering the door nude. She loves to do that. “I was hoping,” stammered Sean at the door, “but I never guessed this…”

“Give us a few minutes there, Sean,” Darlene smiled. “We’ll be ready to go just as soon as we’re dressed.”

I thought the poor boy was going to ruin his shorts. I know he was hoping this would be a “stay in” type of date. Darlene and I got dressed. Well, if you call tossing on a pair of skin tight jeans and a t-shirt with nothing underneath getting dressed. Sean’s eyes lit back up as we both descended the stairs. He hugged and kissed each of us on the cheek. I noticed Darlene give the buldge in his pants a little squeeze. From the smile on her face, there was something worth smiling about waiting in Sean’s trousers.

We all piled into our car with Darlene driving and drove off out of town. Sean was a bit fidgety in the rear seat, but I turned to face him as we all talked. As we talked, I noticed a big smile appear on Sean’s face. “Are we going where I think we’re going?” he beamed. I looked to see Darlene grinning from ear to ear and her nipples looked as if they were going to shred her t-shirt.

“We’ll be there in about ten minutes,” chimed Darlene. She turned to look at me and her eyes flashed her devilish look that told me what we were türkçe bahis in for. Her nipples were begging me to suck them. I felt my pussy get instantly wet. Darlene shifted gears and softly stroked my thigh from my knee to my pussy and back again. I leaned over and caressed her breast, whispering in her ear “I want you.” I almost forgot about Sean in the back seat. When I looked back at him, his eyes were wide open in amazement as he watched me fondling her.

“I can’t help it,” I smiled at him. “She just turns me on so much!”

“You needn’t stop on my account, Love,” he quivered. “That is, if you don’t mind me having a wank while I watch.”

“Both of you keep your clothes on – for now,” giggled Darlene.

When we reached our destination – a small stone circle on top of a hill in the middle of nowhere – we all piled out of the car. There were a few other cars parked there already, though there wasn’t anybody immediately visible near the circle. “Looks like some others have beaten us here,” smiled Darlene. “They must be off looking for something to build a fire. We do need a fire, y’know.” With that, she walked around to the boot of the car, opened it, and produced a couple of arms full of wood. “And we will have a fire.” She instructed Sean to carry some wood to the centre of the ring while she and I got some of the smaller pieces for kindling.

With the fire burning nicely, three other couples and another woman emerged from the surrounding darkness. We all greeted each other with smiles and hugs, though I can’t say that I’ve ever met any of them before. Some one had brought a CD player and some music and we all started dancing around the fire inside the circle. Some one else had brought some very nice wine and the bottles were being passed around, drank from and continued to be passed. Darlene and I greeted each other from opposite lines of the circle and stopped for a kiss. I had to. I’d wanted her all day and these people seemed not to mind two women kissing. As a matter of fact, they cheered us on. I looked around and other couples were kissing, too. It looked like one woman was actually trying to climb Sean.

Darlene stepped back from me, removed her t-shirt and tossed it in the fire! Several other women were topless and/or nude. I reached down and pulled my t-shirt up over my head – but I didn’t let it anywhere near the fire. I kissed Darlene again as I slipped my jeans off. It was the kiss of a woman in need of sex.

“I need you,” I whispered in Darlene’s ear. “I need to suck your pussy ’till you scream my name and you explode and my face is soaked with your juice.” My nipples and clit were hard as granite, my thighs were already soaking from the flow of my juices and I was horribly fumbling without any success with the buttons on her jeans. Yes, I was beyond horny. I bent down with my arse in the air behind me to get my face closer to Darlene’s crotch. It was then that I felt some one roughly grab my arse from behind. I held on firmly to Darlene’s güvenilir bahis siteleri hips.

A tongue started licking my pussy lips and I came. When my clit was surrounded by soft, warm lips, I screamed and came again, digging my nails into Darlene’s hips. She was lucky I wasn’t able to manage the buttons on her jeans. Darlene was fondling my tits and hard nipples and then the sucking on my clit suddenly stopped. I felt the two hands back on my arse and I knew where this was leading.

“Yes!” I screamed “Fuck me! Oh, yes!” and my pussy was entered by an unknown cock from behind. I climbed up Darlene a bit to get a nipple into my mouth. This cock felt so fucking good inside me. Darlene managed to step out of her jeans and lead my hand to her dripping pussy. I entered her with two fingers and started pumping away. She had one arm around my shoulders, holding my sucking mouth to her tit, her other hand was holding my tit, gently squeezing her enjoyment. All the while I’m being fucked from behind! I closed my eyes, let my body take over and lost myself in the beauty of the moment.

A few more grunts from the man behind me and I knew he was getting very close to shooting his load. I needed to make a decision fast. As good as this fucking was, I was very hungry for some spunk. Another stroke and I was very close to orgasm. Him cumming inside my pussy would put me over the edge. Him cumming in my mouth would certainly send me there! Another stroke of his cock came with a growl. I released Darlene’s sweet nipple and dripping pussy to spin around and land on my knees right in front of the man. His cock, glistening with my wetness in the firelight, was hard as steel and pointing directly at my face. I cupped his balls and hungrily took his cock in my mouth. It didn’t take much of my sucking and bobbing before his spunk was shooting like the dam had burst.

I swallowed the first shot, it tasted so wonderfully good. But I purposely backed off and pulled his shooting cock out of my mouth and directed his spew towards my chest and nipples. Darlene had moved in closer and was kissing the man while fingering herself. Still stroking his shooting cock in my hand and still aimed at my tits, I moved my cum covered mouth to Darlene’s swollen clit and sucked hard and fast. She ground her soaking wet pussy to my face and shuddered and quivered as I licked and sucked her clit. The man gave one last burst of cum with a grunt and collapsed on the ground. I plunged my hand between my legs and found my screaming clit just in time for Darlene to explode in orgasm. A few strokes from my finger and I was cumming, too. Darlene and I both fell in a heap next to the man. It was only then did I recognize him as Sean.

Looking up, everyone else there was engaged in some form of sex. Darlene reached over and kissed me, rubbing Sean’s cum into my skin and tasting their juices on my mouth. “Thank you, my Love, I needed that,” I whispered in her ear. Darlene giggled and whispered back “We’re nowhere near done yet, Love.”

Sean fucked Darlene once and me once again before the night was through, with each of us helping out in one way or another, all ending with Sean cumming all over our tits, just like we wanted.

The Thai Maid Ch. 06

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FRIDAY, TWO MONTHS LATER

As usual, I woke with the first light of the day, but on this morning I just couldn’t bring myself to get out of bed right away.

We found out yesterday that X is being transferred out of Bangkok; the company needs him elsewhere so our time here will soon come to an end. I looked around my room — the maid’s room.

That’s right, two months later I am still the maid for Bee and X, or as I now call them almost exclusively, Miss and Sir. I cook, and clean, and take care of household affairs, all in my little French maid’s outfit. I am to have breakfast ready for Miss and Sir every morning, even Sundays. Unlike Miss, I am never given a day off. Each and every morning my butt plug waits on the breakfast table, ready to violate me. Most mornings, but not all, Miss allows me to get the dish of butter from the refrigerator to ease the entry. Other mornings Miss only lets me lick the plug before telling me to push it up my bum — she seems to prefer watching me stuff my own bottom rather than putting it in for me. Miss has purchased plugs of various sizes, some small, some very big, and the plug I find on the table is a good barometer of her mood.

One of the new plugs has become my favorite: it has a maid’s feather duster on the end of it, and is bent so that when I wear it the duster sticks up out of my bum almost like a rooster’s tail. I’ve often hoped that Miss would take a picture of me with that plug, but she hasn’t yet and I can’t bring myself to ask her.

Miss has nice days and mean days, but I fear she is beginning to tire of me. I still love her as much as I ever have, and her frostiness only increases my longing.

What separates the unbroken from the broken? As I wrote this story, I went back and forth on how to describe my growing love for my Miss. Things happened so fast I can’t put my finger on one event, one look, or one thing she said that marked the point at which I can say “Before this time I was my own and I did not love her; after this time she owned me and I loved her with all my heart.” The truth is, once I fell for Bee everything she did made me love her more and more.

But if I were forced to pick one moment when I knew — really knew — I wanted to serve her and love her (and if you are even a little bit submissive you will know that service and love can be the same thing), it would be the Thursday afternoon two months ago when she finally took my bottom with her big blue dildo.

On Submission

Reader, there are things I’d like to write for you. For instance, I’d like to write that Sir invites his colleagues over to the apartment, and makes me serve them drinks until one of them gets the nerve to smack my bare ass as I lean over to refill his bourbon. I’d like to write about his colleagues taking my mouth and my pussy until I am spent and soaked with cum and content to feel so desired.

But those things didn’t happen.

As I said at the beginning, The Thai Maid is a güvenilir bahis true story and I have only included actual events. I fantasize often about X’s colleagues, but we live in the real world and have to keep up appearances. With the exception of a single incident with a diplomat’s wife, none of our professional acquaintances ever knew about my switching places with Miss. Before we entertain guests for dinner parties, I race around the house, madly cleaning up. Just before the first guests arrive, I quickly strip out of the French maid’s outfit and Miss puts it on. And almost every time Miss picks the largest butt plug, a real ring stretcher, and forces me to wear it for the duration of the party.

Sometimes our guests leave at the end of the evening, commiserating about the difficulty of hiring good help: Miss is not so subservient as she once was. It is hard for Miss and I to get into our old roles, and as a consequence we just don’t interact with each other when guests are around. One time, a guest remarked I was a great hostess because I was always on my feet at dinner parties and never seemed to sit down. I wanted to tell him it was because I had a plug half the size of his hand up my backside, but I bit my tongue and just thanked him.

So other than those tiny chinks in the armor, our privacy is intact.

One of the reasons I shared this story with you, Reader, is so I can examine my feelings about the last two months and understand myself better. You can come to your own conclusions about me, and I assume you have, but I have decided something about myself: I am not a masochist.

No, don’t laugh. If I pinch my arm, I do not like the pain.

If I had my way, I would have lazy mornings with Miss, rolling in soft pillows, whispering in her ear about my love for her, whispering lovely thoughts into her watermelon mouth, and stroking her hair as she kisses my pussy. I would hold her hand and we would go shopping outdoors together at Sunday market, and lounge in the sun on the patio.

But I love my Miss, and this is not the way she has chosen to let me show my love for her. It’s not that I like being spanked or humiliated per se, it’s just that I am happy to let Miss use me as she wants. Would I be happier with long walks in the park instead of long fucks in the ass? No, not unless Miss wanted it that way.

Does it surprise you to learn that I haven’t asked Sir how much he planned from the beginning? I’ve often wondered if he hoped to provoke me into something like this when he first let me “catch” him getting head from Miss. Sir knows that I am anally erotic; how much did he tell Miss beforehand about my tastes? Or does Miss’s mind just happen to run in the same grooves mine does?

But these questions aren’t truly relevant: I have never forgotten that

* I was the one who went out and purchased the first butt plug;
* I was the one who stuffed it up Miss’s ass; and
* I was the one who told her I would make her my slut.

Everything türkçe bahis that followed was my fault.

I do wonder, though, if things would have turned out differently if I’d treated Miss with affection on that first day when X went away on business, instead of humiliating her and taking her picture.

But if you asked me whether I would do things over again, the same way, my answer would be yes, yes, a thousand times yes. I would not trade a single session with Miss’s blue dildo for all the money in world.

Do I have regrets?

Yes: I twice prevented Miss from sodomizing me with her blue dong. For that — for denying her pleasure, for not having the courage to open myself completely to her, and for delaying my acceptance of my true nature — I am ashamed. Once you love someone, how can you not be haunted by the opportunities to please her that you have passed up?

I’ve also wondered why I fell so deeply in love with Miss so quickly. But I think the answer’s a simple one: try getting fucked up the ass by a beautiful Thai maid who knows how to lick a pussy and see if it doesn’t change your outlook on life.

Some subtle things have changed.

If I’m on the street or in the market and catch the smell of Durian fruit, I can’t help thinking of Miss’s anus. This usually sends me scurrying home, begging to lick her ass.

Sir hardly ever touches me anymore. I think he has made love to me six times in the last few months. I can’t blame him: Miss is a marvelously responsive lover, a gifted cock sucker, and she sleeps with him in the master bedroom. Sometimes I can hear their passion from across the apartment, and depending on my mood I either cry or touch myself, or both. On rare occasions, Sir will make me sit in the bedroom and watch them make love, but he seldom invites me to join in, unless it’s to suck his cum out of Miss’s backside while Miss masturbates — this I do happily!

Sir sometimes surprises me with his requests. Once he put us up to a cat fight, and told us the loser would have to do anything that Sir commanded. Miss won (naturally), and what Sir made me do was so humiliating I won’t repeat it here. Miss found it very funny though.

I’m not sure what will happen to my relationship with Sir when we leave this place; Miss’s ownership of my self isn’t limited by national boundaries. Still, I hope Sir and I can resume something like a normal relationship once we move, assuming anything can be normal after you’ve fallen in love with a beautiful Thai ass fucker.

Still, we have something like a daily ritual, and it goes like this:

Miss touches me sometimes, but usually she limits our contact to her blue dildo and my poor, battered anus. She rarely if ever initiates the ass-fucking, but makes me beg for it. This (begging) I do more often than I like to admit. It’s hard to strike a balance: every time that monster plows my ass I feel like a virgin. I just can’t get used to it, even after eight weeks. güvenilir bahis siteleri Since that first beautiful week, Miss has never again fucked my pussy with the blue dildo, and I’ll take her attention any way I can get it. I love her a little more each time she lets me fetch the blue dildo. I get so desperately lonely when she ignores me. So I have to choose between an aching heart and an aching asshole. On most days, the heart wins and the rectum loses. It’s not a bad trade.

Worse, though, is Miss’s taste for bondage. She delights in humiliating me in front of others, and once — although I shudder to recall it — she even figged me.

Almost every time she takes my ass, she gives me an enema and sometimes a spanking. After I’m clean she hog ties me at the ankles and wrists with the leather cuffs. Depending on her mood she might pop a butt plug in my mouth (only after it’s been up her ass or mine), but most days she likes to hear me beg for the dildo up my ass and wail once it’s inside me, so she usually she keeps my mouth clear.

Now that she treats me as her ass whore, she might as well act like a man: she seldom rubs my clit while she’s butt-fucking me, so my pussy is starved for attention and I can’t masturbate myself. Sometimes, but not every time, if I really relax and picture what Miss is doing to me and think about how much I love her — when I surrender to the idea that the fullest expression of all I will ever be is a beautiful white woman with big tits and a sweet round ass who gets sodomized by her petite Asian maid only when I beg for it — when Miss stuffs my face into the pillow and smacks the cheeks of my ass — when I remember that the purest way of showing my love for Miss is a stretched anus and a rectum entirely packed with her fake blue cock — when I remember how grateful I am to suck Sir’s cum out of Miss’s pretty brown asshole — when I remember that I’m bound because I’m not worthy of even playing with my own own pussy when Miss is fucking me — when I remember all these things and Miss really gets a rhythm banging my ass and she leans over and whispers in my ear Vicky have pink asshole — sometimes I climax so hard my head spins and I see stars, even though my pussy is empty and untouched. When Miss feels my body contract, when she sees my asshole spasm around the blue cock, she claps and laughs and loves the fact she can make me cum simply by sodomizing me. Her laughter is magic to my ears: she is happy, I am happy, and the soreness, the begging, the enemas, the polaroids, the figging, the bondage, and the humiliation are all worthwhile.

As I type these final words I am sitting on the bed with a laptop computer in the maid’s room. The biggest plug (my choice today, and lubricated only with my pussy juice and saliva) sits snugly up my ass, and the blue dildo rests next to me on the bed. I don’t know how many days I have with my Miss, my beautiful brown Bee, but I plan to make the most of them. I will go to her now, blue dildo in hand, and beg her to buttfuck me for her pleasure. I will cry, I will plead, I will crawl on the ground, and I will desperately hope she says yes.

Wish me luck.

~~~

The End of “The Thai Maid”

Hot Release

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I’ve just had a long hard day at work and the tension in my body is aching to be released. I head to the yoga studio where I do some part time admin work in exchange for free membership. I am dying for a good hot yoga class and my favourite instructor is scheduled for this one. Her name is Desiree, but we call her Des. She and I have worked and practiced together for almost a year now and she has a way of always pushing me past my comfort zone and leaving me thankful.

As I check in, Des waves me over from the back room.

“Hey Jessica. Do you mind staying a bit after the class to go over the details for the website update? I’m set to lock up after this class.”

“Ya, sure. No problem. I’ll see you up there. I really need this class.”

“I’ll be sure to work you hard then!”

she laughs and I shoot her a quick wink before heading up to the changeroom.

The studio is heated to a perfect 100 degrees and the dimness of the room and scent of lemongrass relaxes me instantly as I lay down on my mat and relax my body into the softness of the floor.

There’s something especially sexy about Des’s voice today as she guides us through the warm up sun salutations but I let those thoughts pass through me with each breath.

My heart skips a beat though during my downward dog when she makes her way over to me pushes me deeper into the pose with her hands firmly grasping my hips. She seems to linger longer than usual and I find myself losing focus again.

As the class comes to the end and we lie down for Shivasana, I am incredibly aroused and wonder if she actually finds me attractive. I know that she’s a lesbian but she also knows that I am straight…or I thought I was.

It’s almost 10 and the class quickly make their way out. I head down to the office and take a quick look at the computer to make sure all is in order before I head to the showers.

By the time I get back upstairs everyone is gone and Des is cleaning the studio.

“I’ve looked everything over and you’re good to go.” I say to her, “Great class by the way! I’m gonna hit the shower.”

She smiles at me but doesn’t say a word.

I peel my clothes off step into the glass stall. My eyes are closed as I lavish in the warmth of the shower stream when güvenilir bahis I hear the door open and feel a quick gust of cool air. I don’t have time to clear my eyes of soap before I feel her body next to mine, her hands around my waist softly as to not startle me. I moan softly as I feel her lips brush mine lightly. Could this be happening? Oh god, this is so happening!, I think as my body responds to her with a mind of its own.

There’s a slight softness in her kiss but it becomes more demanding and hungry. My eyes remain closed but I cave to my own curiosity and passion as I find my hands exploring this beautiful body that I’ve admired from a distance. The heat between my legs becomes unbearable and I ache to have her touch me.

As if she can read my mind, she turns the shower off and hands me a towel.

“Follow me” is all she says and leads me back to the hot studio.

It’s like a dream. She has taken the mats, blankets and pillows and set up a bed of sorts.

“How did you know?” I ask.

“I didn’t,” she winks at me as she drops her towel. “I figured I would take a chance” she says as she leads me over to lay down.

I’m not sure I know what to do, I think to myself, but as soon as she’s kissing me again I know to just let go and trust my body.

I assumed that she would lead the way but I find myself taking control. I want to explore her exquisite body and all it’s crevices. I pull myself back and take her in with my eyes. She’s gorgeous. Smooth silky black hair, green eyes and not a hint of hair on her body. She must be 30 or so. I’ve never asked but there’s a strength about her that can only come from a bit of life experience.

Her tits are spectacular. Round and soft but firm at the same time, her nipples like small and rosy. She has a beautiful tattoo of a tiger on the back of her shoulder and another geometric one on the inside of her wrist.

I pick up her hand and kiss her mark, curious about its meaning but not wanting to talk. I take in her scent as I explore her body with my mouth, tasting every inch of her. I gently lick at her nipples and feel the rush of excitement at the way they react to my tongue. I feel like I am seeing for the first time, suddenly aware of these new sensations. I feel her türkçe bahis urgency to be touched as I had felt only moments ago and I make my way down to her jewel.

She spreads her legs for me and I gaze at the delicate bud peeking out of her smooth lips. I lay down and brush my lips against hers, lightly brushing over her clit. A soft groan escapes from her. Yes, I have felt this way before and know how good this feels!

I let my tongue enter the folds and lick her from bottom to top, spending an extra moment at her clit, circling it before I suck. Her body begins to writhe. She tastes like my own fingers after I’ve made myself cum and I am so turned on by that.

I continue to lick and suck her clit but I know that she wants me inside her. I slip a couple of fingers in below my mouth and hear her gasp with pleasure. Her pussy is warm and wet and tight and I continue to suck and fuck her until she almost cums….but there’s something else I want to try.

I take a moment and kiss her mouth hungrily once again, sharing the sweetness of her own nectar and then straddle her open thighs until my hot clit rests on hers. Oh my god. I’ve never felt this sensation before and I begin to grind my cunt into hers as I hold her bent knee for support. I lose myself and fuck her hard as she cries out in ecstasy.

“Don’t stop,” she’s panting and the words are coming out in this hoarse, sexy voice, “Baby,make me cum. Fuck baby ya. You feel so fucking good. You’re so fucking hot. Yeeesss. I’m there. I’m cumming.’

She’s silent for a second. I think she’s holding her breathe and then I feel her body explode into mine and a long cry escapes her lips….”oooohhhh god yes!!!”, she moans.

The heat of the room suddenly hits me and I take a moment and lay down with her to catch our breathe. I realize that I am so close to climax myself and yet I don’t want this to end.

“You were amazing,” she says, still breathing hard, “now I’m gonna take you to a place you’ve never been.”

She reaches down and touches my pussy for the first time and I can’t contain myself.

“Slow down,” she gently demands, “not yet.”

I do my best to control but my body is so close to the peak.

“Get into a headstand,” she says, her instructor voice coming güvenilir bahis siteleri through.

What?? A headstand?

“Trust me, baby, I know what I’m doing here.”

I get on my knees, put my head down and clasp my hands together at the top of my head. She stands up and waits until I raise my legs up over my head and then I watch her crouch down in front of me and guide my legs down to rest on her shoulders, bent at the knees, spreading me wide. She’s supporting me around my hips and the feeling is indescribable, almost weightless.

I can feel the heat of her pussy in front of my face and as the blood is beginning to rush to my head I feel her face plunge into my cunt.

Holy shit! I am immediately on a trip I have never ventured. My pulse is beating so hard in my temples, the thumping in my brain growing as the pleasure expands to fill my entire body. I lose all sense of time and space as she devours me. I can’t even make a sound until my body erupts with shatters of pure white light as she holds me tight and takes me to heaven.

She eases me down and laughs. She lies next to me, caresses my breast and kisses me gently. “Was that your first time with a woman,” she asks. I give a shy smile.

I know myself and my ability for multiple orgasm. I also know that this may be the first and last time with someone other than my husband.

I take her by the hair from behind her head and crush her mouth on mine.

Understanding my desire for more, she pushes me down on my back and locks me under her with her legs. I am throbbing again. My hips feel withered and yet are already swaying under her. She lowers herself so that her pussy is now on mine.

My hips move faster. The pleasure is shooting up from down there into my chest. It comes out of my mouth in sighs and grunts. Her tits are bouncing and I grab them tight. She grabs my nipples and starts pinching. It feels like a balloon is blowing up between my legs and going into my stomach. It’s hard to breath. The tension is only let out by my screams.

I finally collapse in exhaustion. I curl my knees to my chest, trying to catch my breath. It takes me a moment to even remember where I am and who I am with.

And then I see her looking at me and I just start to laugh. “Um, you ok?” she asks. “Uh, I’ll tell you in a minute,” I answer.

She comes around from behind me and wraps her arms around me, gently kissing my shoulder and neck. “Not bad for a first, eh?” she whispers in my ear. I just nod my head.

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“So… here we are.”

I was sitting on Kimmy’s couch again, beside Jessica, Elyn, and of course Kimmy. Elyn had contacted all of us and gathered us together again, although she hadnt revealed what it was regarding.

Of course, I had an intelligent guess.

Elyn looked around at us on the couch.

“Here we are” she began, rather awkwardly.

She nudged Kimmy, who shifted shyly on her spot before she cleared her throat and spoke up.

“James” she began, addressing me.

I looked at her intently.

“We want…” her question trailed off, and she looked nervously between Elyn and Jessica, who nodded at her frantically.

She took a breath before speaking again.

“We want you to be our toy” she said quickly.

My eyebrows flew up in surprise at the phrasing of her statement while Elyn and Jessica cringed so hard I felt it through the couch.

“WHAT SHE MEANS” Jessica butted in.

“Is that the other day we had a lot of fun with you, and we’re hoping that we can keep doing that sort of thing together.”

Kimmy nodded, visibly relieved that Jessica had taken over.

“And I think… you had fun too, right?” Elyn asked tentatively.

I grinned. “Yea, I guess I kind of did.”

“BUT!” I chimed in. “I dont want to be the only one naked all the time. If you girls have seen my body, I wanna see yours’ too.”

They all agreed.

“So… I guess this is official?”

The girls laughed at my comment.

“Oh gosh dont make it so serious” Jessica said, slapping my arm.

“Yea, this is really happening” smiled Elyn, sitting back up straight on the couch.

“Thats good” I said. “Because im already hard.”

“Oooooooooooo show us!” They eagerly clamored forward.

And so I removed my clothes and the girls stared in awe at my throbbing cock.

“Just as amazing as always” Elyn said. I could practically hear the joy in her voice.

“Its jumping!” Kimmy commented, watching my cock throb.

“Boy you’re really horny” Jessica said, grinning.

“Help me out then” I suggested.

Jessica shot me a sly smile before she spat into her hand and began rubbing her spit on my cock.

“Woah” Elyn and Kimmy stared as Jessica ran her fingers all over my stiff member, and I softly moaned as I savored her touch.

For about a minute Jessica stroked my cock off, using her fingers and palm to stimulate me and massage every inch of my organ while Kimmy and Elyn watched.

“Wow you’ve learnt some tricks” I gasped as Jessica ran her nails slowly up along my thick shaft and teasing my sensitive head.

“All the better to tease you with” she giggled.

“He actually likes it when he’s the only one naked” she told the girls.

“Jess!” I exclaimed, embarrassed that my fetish was revealed so quickly.

“So right now youre super turned on?” Elyn asked, grinning mischievously.

I nodded.

“Let me try.”

Jessica let go of me and Elyn wrapped her long fingers around my hard shaft. I swear that i could tell the difference as she began moving her hand up and down on me. I moaned in ecstasy as her fingers explored every inch of me.

“Wow, youre dripping” she said, playing with my pre-cum.

With it, Elyn lubricated my rod, making it sticky and shiny.

“You know girls” Elyn said. “I think im beginning to like this.”

“Making him güvenilir bahis feel good with just my fingers… making him moan.”

She squeezed me hard suddenly and i gasped.

“Making him cum… and also”

She removed her hand without warning and my cock throbbed in the air, yearning for stimulation.

“…not making him cum.”

They giggled as they watched my cock shake desperately.

“James, you wanna cum? Then make me cum first.”

I knelt on the floor as Elyn removed her shorts to reveal black panties. She deftly tossed them aside as well to reveal a clean shaved pink pussy.

“Eat me” she said, her voice quivering with excitement.

I bent over, placed my hands on her inner thighs, and positioned my head over her pussy. I gently blew on it, making her gasp.

“Shit dude, just eat me!”

And with that, i attacked it with my tongue.

As Elyn moaned and squirmed, Jessica was rubbing herself off, and Kimmy moved off from the sofa and got behind me. She gently caressed my balls and cock as they hung under my kneeling figure

I gasped as i felt Kimmy start stroking me from behind.

“Dont stop!” Elyn said, now panting.

I continued eating her out, which was harder to focus on with Kimmy milking me from behind.

I was extremely turned on by being milked on my knees, and a few times i had to pause my eating to will my body not to cum.

Then, something happened. I saw movement above me and looked up from Elyn’s pussy to see that Jessica had came over and was now sensually dancing tongues with Elyn! Jessica had pulled up Elyn’s top to expose her boobs and was slowly massaging them as they kissed.

That was too much for me. With a loud gasp, I felt my body muscles contract as I lost control and let loose a thick stream of cum.

I heard Kimmy exclaim in surprise as I began to cum, and I leaned forward into Elyn, using her body as a sort of cushion as I was milked of my cum by Kimmy. Kimmy used a slow rotating grip on me to coax my cum out onto the floor, and it was working magnificently. By the time she stopped, i had no idea how long had passed and my body was overcome with pleasure.

“Dude, you came before me!”

I looked up to Elyn staring down at me with an expression of glee and mock-anger.

“Youre supposed to make me cum first!”

“Sorry sorry, but when you and Jess began kissing…”

“No excuses! You need to be punished!”

Honestly, the word ‘punished’ just turned me on a bit.

“Jess, bring out the leash.”

We all watched as Jessica reached for her purse and dig out a small leather collar.

“Thats pretty small” I noted.

Jessica gave me a mischievous look.

“Its not for your neck.”

And then it dawned on me.

“Oh man.”

“But youre small now” Elyn noted, frowning. “We need you to stiffen up.”

“Give me a few minutes” I said, leaning back onto the couch.

“Maybe this will help” Jessica said, and she pulled Kimmy over to her before kissing her passionately on the lips. Kimmy responded in kind and I watched as the 2 girls made out in front of me.

“hey, i havent cum yet” said Elyn. I leaned back on the floor and Elyn got on top of my face, using her knees to support her pussy right over me as i continued eating her out.

Elyn would soon throw her top off, leaving both of us naked. I would look up türkçe bahis at her every few seconds to her her perky boobs right above me, and her face writhed in ecstasy. It was a turn on.

“He’s hard!” I heard Kimmy’s voice from behind Elyn. I hadnt even realised i was erect again.

“Im putting on the collar okay James?”

“Okay” i called back.

I felt a pair of hands work on my cock as the leash was secured on, and it felt good. But I wasnt the only one feeling good; shortly after Elyn reached her orgasm and she came on top of my face, her face wrecked by pleasure.

“oh god” she whimpered, unsteadily getting off of me. Looking up, i saw that Jessica had finished collaring me, and was lightly pulling on the leash.

“This alright?” she asked. I nodded.

“okay then” she grinned. “now stand.”

She tugged on the leash and i quickly got to my feet.

It was strange, i thought to myself. Jessica was standing in front of me, wearing a white fitting blouse and denim shorts, holding onto a leash which was attached to my cock while I was entirely naked.

Strange that I was super turned on by it.

“Youre enjoying this too much” Jessica said, watching my cock throb.

I just shrugged in agreement.

“C’mon, follow me” she said, tugging on the leash and guiding me away. I walked off eagerly, Kimmy following behind.

Jessica led us to Kimmy’s room, where she pulled me over to Kimmy’s queen size bed and pushed me onto it. As she tied my hands and feet to the bed posts she explained what we were doing next.

“Im going to practice ruining your orgasms” she said. “but i don’t want you to interrupt, so im tying you up ok?”

My throbbing cock reflected my anticipation.

The girls got on top of me and assessed my cock. Jessica slowly rubbed me as Kimmy took out a bottle of lube, which she poured right onto my cock. I felt the cool liquid on my hard member, and Jessica used her fingers to lubricate me generously.

“If youre feeling close, you better tell us okay” Jessica said, my cock gripped in her hand. “If not, well youre tied up y’know…”

She gave me a sudden squeeze and my whole body jerked in surprise. Grinning to herself, Jess began stroking me as Kimmy watched enviously.

“I read that girls need to be careful with their nails when giving handjobs” Jessica said, hand wrapped around my stiffie.

“But i hear it drives some men crazy too.”

She began running her long nails lightly along my shaft, going up, then down, then up.

“You like that?”

I did. I gasped as her light touch teased me and gave me just the slightest hints of pleasure.

Jessica kept her hand tight around me, using various techniques to keep me pleasured.

Kimmy, bored, came up to my chest level and began to tease my nipples with her fingers, knobbing them in circles and lightly pinching them, even sucking on them gently while running her hands sensuously down my abs.

“UGH im gonna cum!” I moaned, and just on cue Jessica removed her hands from me, leaving my throbbing cock bouncing in the air. I strained the bonds tied to me as i endured the wave of pleasure; successfully. When i looked down i saw the girls had been staring at me.

“Nice” Jess said before continuing to stroke me off.

In this way, Jessica and Kimmy took turns to jerk me, each utilising their own techniques and tricks to güvenilir bahis siteleri bring me to the edge. I was groaning and gasping a lot more now, slowly losing my senses to their touch.

“Please please please let me cum” I begged in a strained voice, my cock now harder than its ever been, sore and aching for release.

“Hmmmm i dont know” Jessica said, slowly stroking me. She looked at Kimmy and asked “What do you think?”

Kimmy thought for a while before she stood up, removed her black shorts to reveal white panties, and come over to place her legs on both sides of my head, with me staring up at her pussy.

“You need to make me cum first” Kimmy said, smiling.

I wasted no time in attacking Kimmy’s shaved pussy with my tongue. Even through her panties I was making her moan and squeal.

Kimmy was exclaiming in korean phrases I did not understand, but the way she rocked her hips back and forth told me enough of how she was enjoying this.

“Yes, yes!” Kimmy screamed as her hips shook on my face. I pressed my lips into her pussy and sucked hard as I brought Kimmy to an orgasm. She fell off of my face to the side, lying onto the bed, exhausted.

“Wow” she sighed, a smile on her face.

“Such a good boy” Jessica smiled from down at my crotch. I lifted my head up to see Jessica tugging gently on the cock leash, making my hard member sway from side-to-side.

“Can I please cum now??” I asked, still very aroused.

Jessica shrugged and bent over my cock, kissing it’s head affectionately.

“Let’s see how well you can last” she said, before going down on me.

I moaned as Jessica bobbed her head up and down on my dick, relishing the sensation of her mouth and lips and occasional teeth. It was clear her blowjob technique was not at professional-level, but I didn’t care. And neither did my cock.

“Ahhhh Jess, Jess!!” I moaned out loud as I came in Jessica’s mouth. I couldn’t see my cum shoot in Jessica’s mouth, but I felt her milk out rope after rope of cum, sucking it all out. She wasn’t stopping.

She wasn’t stopping. It was getting too much.

“Jess, wait” I gasped, as my cock began to get over-stimulated.

“Jess!” I said again, louder. But Jessica glanced up at me, and with a cheeky grin, went back down onto me, sucking.

I was moaning in agony now as Jessica continued to suck on my over-sensitive member. I pulled against my bonds which restrained me to the bed, but it did nothing to free my hands. Nothing was going to stop Jessica from doing whatever she wanted to me.

And despite the soreness in my cock, I loved it.

Finally, Jessica popped her head off of my dick and sat upright, breathing hard and smiling happily while her hands continued to slowly stroke my throbbing cock.

“You’re still hard” she commented. “Did you like that?”

I was panting, too drained to respond.

Jessica squeezed me, and I yelped.

“AHHH, yes I like that!” I exclaimed.

Kimmy had recovered and came over to sit beside me, using a finger to play with my nipples.

“Is it my turn?” she asked, giving me puppy eyes.

“Wait- wait a minute…” I said, still catching my breath.

“I’m next!” Came an excited voice from the room door. We all looked over to see Elyn standing in the doorway, naked and horny.

Jessica grinned down at me, letting go of my cock and patting my balls gently.

“I hope there’s more where that came from” she said, as Elyn jumped onto the bed beside her.

I looked up at the 3 girls looking at me. Three gorgeous and horny young ladies.

I couldn’t help but smile: I had a long night ahead.

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Chapter 4 — Lion’s Den

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Author’s notes: I would like to point out, since I use a first and last name in this story for a character, that all of the names have been changed. Please understand that while I use a first and last name for a person in this story, it is neither her real first nor last name.

In addition, everyone involved in any sexual situation in this story is at least 18 years or older, just to make that clear. Thanks.

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I got kind of lucky over the next few days. My wife, Ann, got very busy with work and our sex life took a hit. Yes I count that as lucky because she was wearing me out. So I got a few days of rest to recoup my batteries, but I should have known it wouldn’t last long. I was laying in bed reading my e-reader when she came out of the shower and gave me ‘the eyes’ as she curled up into bed. I nodded at the TV, which had a porn in the attached DVD player and asked her, “Want me to start the movie?” My wife liked watching dirty movies as we slowly got into foreplay, and even during sex.

She shook her head and said, “You know what I want.”

I smiled, “Yes, but I can fuck you with the movie on or off.”

She slapped my shoulder and said, “No, not that. Well, yes, that too. But I mean I want more of the story!”

I sighed. I had known this was coming. I tried to dodge the bullet and said, “I don’t remember where I left off baby, let’s just watch a movie.”

She glared at me, “You and Jen and nina just had sex in the Red Roof Inn while you were waiting for Rich to get there. nina was going to give Jen her ass for the first time and Jen was going to do a threesome with him and her while you filmed it.” She pointed a finger at me and said, “You were getting in the shower annnnndddd……. Go!”

I dragged a hand across my face. She was relentless, that was for sure. I wasn’t going to avoid this so I may as well just give in. “Ok, fine I give up. So the three of us went and showered and just did a little touching and playing, no sex, they took out the butt plugs. Then we got out and the two girls spent like half an hour doing their makeup and hair. They went really trashy, they wanted to be really slutty looking for Rich. We were expecting him to get there around 6, so right around then, Jen and I gave nina a tag team oral sex session with plenty of analingus, then we slid the black butt plug back into her to surprise Rich. Rich showed up a little late…”

“Wait wait wait,” Ann stopped me, “Why are you rushing through the story? You usually tell it much sexier than this.”

I looked at my wife and said, “Honestly baby, this part of the story, it’s a bit boring to me. I’m going to skip ahead some.” My wife looked displeased with this, and I shrugged and said, “We can skip the story and just watch a porn and have sex if you’d prefer.”

Ann shook her head, “No no it’s your story, go ahead tell it however you want.”

“So,” I continued. “Rich showed up with a pizza, the camcorder, and a dirty movie. We hooked the camcorder up to the TV and watched the porn while we ate and chatted. Obviously the conversation was about sex for the most part, and Rich could barely wait, firing down two slices of cheese pizza quicker than it took me to eat half a slice.”

“After we ate, the girls went into the bathroom to freshen up. Rich ducked outside for a smoke. Even though I told him he didn’t have too, he said he wanted too for some cold air to calm down. I got the camcorder ready to film that night’s action, and made sure that the Rich and nina (and one scene with me) sex tape was ready to go. Rich came back in and made himself comfortable on the bed. Then when the girls came out they did this sexy strip tease while he sat on the bed. They stripped him down too. Lots of kissing and touching as the three of them started getting into it. I stayed perfectly quiet while I filmed, this was Rich’s show.”

“They started out by blowing him at the same time, and he came in Nina’s mouth. Then it took him awhile to get hard again. So while he was recovering, the two of them went down on each other. I could tell from the look in Jen’s eyes that she wasn’t doing this for the show, she was really into it. Then when Rich was ready again, he lay back and Nina rode his cock while Jen rode his face. Then they switched. But Rich couldn’t cum, and it was a good hour of them trying different positions. Finally Nina announced that she wanted Rich to fuck her ass for the first time. So she lay on the edge of the bed and pulled her knees up to her chest. Rich lubed up and slowly began fucking her virgin ass. Jen lay on the bed next to nina kissing her and touching her. Finally Nina relaxed enough for Rich to start to work a good pace. When Jen started playing with Nina’s pussy that was all she could take. Nina came hard, and that made Rich cum, blowing inside her ass for the first time ever.

“After that it was another round of showers then we just hung out for a while. We watched the footage of what I’d just shot, and then all four of us had some more sex, with our respective girls. But it was 11pm before we knew it and I had to get everyone home. Jen tried to suck me off in the güvenilir bahis car on the ride home, but I was too focused on driving to really enjoy it.”

Ann added in, “Plus you’re not really that into oral sex.”

I nodded my head and continued, “But when I dropped Nina off at her house, she said she wasn’t getting out of the car till I did. So she blew me for like 20 minutes before giving up. Then we jumped into the back of my SUV, folded down the back seats, and had a quicky before she went into her house. We were lucky no one came down her street while we were doing it, I can’t imagine how much trouble we would have been in, even though it was almost one in the morning.”

Ann pinched my side and complained, “You know, I’m hearing a lot of sexyness, but you’re just blowing past it all, you’re not going into any details, it’s frustrating!”

I bent over and planted a kiss on my wife’s forehead as she squirmed against me. “Calm down baby, I’m getting to it. But I should warn you, this story isn’t so great. It’s the fallout from Rich’s party at the motel and the fact that my first sexual relationship had somehow turned into a three way polyamorous relationship. What happened in the story I’m about to tell you were the seeds for the end of my first love. I did love Jen but we were both young and it was destined to end. So I wanted to set the stage for why this all started to go down hill.”

I sighed, “Things seemed to be going well, but my friend at school began to drive a wedge between me and Jen. I made a mistake, and that mistake was my friend Lions.

– – –

“So,” I said into the phone with a frown on my face, “I’m not going to see you at all this weekend?”

Jen’s voice was quiet for a few moments before she answered, “I mean, if you want to come up and stay at my parents house, maybe? But the town closes down the youth center for a weekend every January to clean and disinfect everything. It’s going to take us all weekend working and cleaning non stop to get all the mats, toys, games, etc cleaned. I’m going to be working till near midnight easily all weekend long.”

I sighed, I knew that I had to work at my part time job on Saturday morning and afternoon myself, but thought that maybe Jen, nina, and I could get together that evening. I wasn’t sure where we’d hang out, as all of our parents would be at our respective houses, but I really wanted to try to get another threesome party going. While I rented out a two room apartment in my parent’s attic, it wasn’t soundproofed exactly. I know the girls would have felt constrained if we had gone to my house. I’d thought about a motel, but I couldn’t really afford it.

None of that mattered now anyways since Jen was going to be busy working all weekend. “You and Nina could always get together,” Jen said to me over the phone, her voice a little softer.

“I dunno,” I said, “I really wanted to see you baby.” It was now friday, the twelfth of January, 1996. I felt weird though because even though in the last two weeks I’d had a lot of sex, I had realized that none of it had actually just been me and my girlfriend. I missed laying in bed with her sexy body, wrapping my hands in her thick chocolate brown hair, licking her dark red, almost brown tinted nipples. I missed, really, fucking my girlfriend when it was just she and I. I wasn’t complaining about the fact that my wonderfully perverted girlfriend had introduced us into a girl girl threesome, but I was young and stupid and impatient. I wanted to see my girlfriend.

“I know, I know, but I can’t.” She answered, “Call Nina, see if she’s doing anything this weekend. She’s sad that Rich left. She could use the distraction.”

Jen and I talked for a while more, but the conversation only got more frustrating and I promised to call Nina. Afterwards, I did but Nina wasn’t in the mood to be on the phone. She sounded depressed that her fiancee Rich had left for deployment for six months or more. We made plans to drive up to Fort Niagara in Canada and have a picnic saturday afternoon once I got out of work.

The weekend slid by with not much eventfulness. Nina and I had a decent picnic, but she spent almost the whole time talking about how she already missed Rich. But one thing I found interesting is she said that apparently she thought that Jen was a real sex addict. The two of them had been sneaking away during school hours to have sex in the bathroom, locker room, backstage at the school auditorium, or anywhere they could get twenty minutes in private all week long. I couldn’t help but think that Jen wasn’t that concerned about not seeing me this weekend because she’d been 69ing with Nina all week long.

I didn’t resent the fact that Rich got to fuck my girlfriend a few days ago. Hell he’d practically begged me to service his fiancee while he was gone. But a tiny annoying thought began to work it’s way into my brain. Jen was having a lot of girl on girl sex with Nina, and I was getting the advantage of two women. But, and this was starting to pester me, Jen was getting a lot more then I was. She’d gotten to fuck two new people, Nina and Rich. I only got Nina. In addition she also got to have sex with Nina a lot more often türkçe bahis than me. Yes she was risking getting caught by having her trysts at school, but I usually only was free to see either of the girls on the weekends.

Nina and I found a secluded place to park on a seasonal highway that evening, flipped down the back seats of my SUV, and had some great sex. I usually kept a blanket in my car for safety, but since Jen and I had begun having sex, I upped that number to three blankets and two pillows in a garbage bag to stay clean. With two blankets under you and one over you, the back of my SUV turned into a relatively comfortable fuck pad on wheels.

I dropped Nina off late saturday evening and went home sexually relieved, but still mulling over the fact that out of the three of us, I was getting the least, by far.

The next week seemed to drag by. My horny slutty friend at school, Lions, was merciless in teasing me. She made me give her details about my new threesome relationship and her flirting got even more blatant. I had no doubt that she wanted to fuck me, and I’ll be honest that I didn’t start thinking about it. It would even things out wouldn’t it? So when she invited me to a party at her house saturday night, I considered it.

“Lions,” I told the short pretty blonde, “Look, if things were different, I’d be all about it, but you know I love Jen. I really don’t want to cheat on her.”

Lions put on a look of shock, I saw through it, and said, “No, Peter, really, I’m having a party. You should come. Bring Jen, heck, bring Jen and Nina. There’s going to be a bunch of people there, I swear.”

I shrugged, “Ok, I guess so then.” I didn’t have any plans for that coming saturday, I knew Jen wouldn’t be working too late on saturday, and if Jen was there, Lions would probably cut back on her flirting.”

She looked overjoyed and over the next few days it was all the horny blonde eighteen year old ever talked about. But then as Friday hit, I found myself supremely disappointed again. I called Jen when I got home from school and she let me know some bad news. “I don’t think I’m going to see you this weekend.”

“What?” I practically yelled into the phone. “Come on, you couldn’t get together last weekend and now you can’t this one either?”

She practically whined at me, “I’m sorry baby, my uncle is visiting this weekend. I got kicked out of my bedroom so he could sleep on a bed instead of a couch. I’m staying up in the upstairs den on the couch, and my parents said they expect me to stay here and be social. They said you can come over and visit, but there’s no way they will let you spend the night.”

I sighed, her parents were kind of religious, and that they let me spend the night from time to time, but I always had to sleep on the couch in the upstairs den or in their living room while Jen slept in her own bedroom. They figured that if we were in separate rooms there couldn’t be any hanky panky. That of course was an idea that we put to shame as Jen would wait till both her parents were snoring, then sneak up to the couch where I was sleeping. But she was now telling me that I couldn’t spend the night, that there was no chance of getting some quality alone time with her.

It had been over a week and a half since we’d even seen each other, and at this point each of us was fucking Nina far more than each other. I missed her tight athletic body, with her heavy natural D cup tits bouncing in my face. I missed the look on her face when she came, or how she’d beg me afterwards to fuck her ass, usually bringing about a second orgasm almost immediately. I missed fucking my girlfriend.

I said goodbye and hung up. Dialing up Nina next I asked her if she wanted to go to a party with me on saturday. I wasn’t prepared for her answer, “I can’t, I’m spending the weekend at Jen’s house, won’t you be coming over?”

“Uh,” I said flabbergasted, “She invited me, but I promised this friend that I’d go to this party.”

“Awwww,” Nina whined, “Jen said she bought a strapon, I thought I was going to get a chance to get both of you to fuck me finally.”

“Um…” I stumbled, “Maybe I’ll swing by after the party then. I gotta go Nina, have fun without me.”

I hung up the phone and I felt my neck getting hot. Jen bought a strap on dildo? She was having Nina over to spend the night? Thoughts whirled through my head crazily. Was Jen making the leap from bisexual to full lesbian? Would she rather just fuck Nina and not deal with me?

I grit my teeth and was very angry, when suddenly the image of Lions came into my head. The petite blonde with the continually mussed up hair. Her slight frame with perky B cup breasts. Her thin frame with cute tight ass, which she seemed to always be brushing up against me. Those blue grey eyes and that cute upturned nose and lips that seemed to be always shiny with her lip gloss as if asking to be kissed. I started to wonder what her pussy looked like. Did she shave, did she trim? Did she have big labia or small? I wondered if she liked having her asshole licked.

I realized with a start what I was thinking exactly. I was thinking I’d cheat on Jen with Lions. Lions wasn’t her name, it güvenilir bahis siteleri was just what I called her. Her name was Keri, and her last name sounded a lot like the word ‘lion’ so that was what I usually called her. It was because there was another friend of ours at school named Carrie, and in addition I also knew two of Jen’s friends with similar names; Carrie and and Carrie-lee. So, her nickname was Lions and that’s what I thought of her as.

Could I cheat on Jen with Lions? Would it be cheating? Well, yes it would. But wasn’t Jen cheating on me now? She was lying about this weekend so that she and nina could have a little fuckathon without me? I knew that her parents wouldn’t have a problem with another girl sleeping in her bedroom. She bought a strapon? I was angry and confused and decided the only thing for it was just to play things by ear.

Saturday at work was no help as my co workers taunted me mercilessly when I told them my story. I think they were all jealous that I’d had a threesome, and none of them had despite being older than me. I worked part time at a computer repair shop. We did a lot of technical stuff and built computers, ran training classes, that kind of thing. So my co workers weren’t exactly the smoothest of guys. In fact the only decent one among them was already married. But they gave me no end of crap all day, and lesbian porn began popping up all over the office and on every monitor that had power in the back of the shop.

I tried calling Jen at one point in the day and her mother answered the phone. She said that Jen and her friend went out somewhere. I grit my teeth, neither of them had a car, and if her mom didn’t know where they went, that meant that someone else came and picked them up. I decided to risk my already bad mood and asked, “Tell uncle Larry that I’m sorry I didn’t stop by this weekend, but I’m busy with work.”

Her mother sounded confused, “Uh, ok, I will the next time I see him… but why do you want me to tell uncle Larry that?”

I managed to spit out, “Oh, my mistake, I thought your brother was visiting this weekend, I must have been confused. Tell Jen I called please? Thanks.”

I hung up the phone in a rage, there was no doubt about it, Jen had totally lied to me. She wanted to have a little one on one fuck weekend with Nina apparently and didn’t want me to intrude. Fine.

That afternoon I used my fake ID to buy some wine coolers and some beer, and made my way to Lion’s house for her party. There were no cars out front, but I could hear the sounds of a TV going at full volume as soon as I shut off my engine. I came up and rang the doorbell and waited as the sounds of some TV show blared through the glass windows.

Lions stuck her head out a window near the front door and she waved, “Come to the side door Pete.” She said with a grin before pulling her head back in and shutting the door. I carried the paper bag with wine coolers and beer around to the side door and waited. A minute later she opened the door, dressed in her usual push up bra, polo shirt, and jeans. She pulled me in and asked, “No girlfriends tonight Pete?”

I grit my teeth and just shook my head no. When I found my voice I managed to say, “Yeah, I don’t think I’ll be seeing them much anymore.”

She feigned sadness and sympathy for me, but I saw through it. She was excited. She began pulling me down the stairs to a furnished basement as she explained to me. “My Nana is in the living room upstairs. She’s totally deaf and can’t hear a fucking thing, that’s why she watches the TV so loud. My parents are gone for the weekend and she’s here watching me. Though to be honest, I think I’m watching her. Anyways, people are already down in the basement, lets go.”

She pulled me literally, down the stairs to the furnished basement. There I saw a kind of pathetic sight. Three juniors from our high school and one other senior sat around a large folding table. On the table were laid out everyone’s Magic: The Gathering cards as they were playing a round of the oh so geeky game. I looked around the table, Yanish the indian kid, Tim the scrawny junior with self esteem issues, Greg the computer nerd, and Leah who was a very cute and extremely buxotic junior, but could only be described as a total art dork. To top it all off, the TV in the corner was playing Monty Python’s Holy Grail. I groaned inwardly, this wasn’t a party, it was a dorkfest.

Now, don’t get me wrong. I liked all of the kids here. Yanish was one of the funnier people I knew, likewise he always laughed at everyone elses jokes no matter how bad they were. Tim was possibly one of the smartest guys I knew, and his quiet unassuming attitude made you feel like you were the most important person in the world when he was around you. Greg was a whiz with computers, and while he talked too much, he never said anything mean about anyone unless they were a bully. As for Leah… well… if she were a year older and I didn’t know Jen, I might have been into her. She was cute, not pretty, but cute. She had some extra weight on her, but that translated to huge boobs. If she didn’t hide her face behind huge ugly glasses, and always pull her hair back in a librarian style bun, then maybe other kids would have noticed her physical beauty. Of course she was also kind of religious, and her parents would have never let her date someone of a different religion than her, so she was pretty much out anyways.

8 in a Box

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How did a drunken post lead to this? One minute you’re drinking a glass of wine with your two best friends and a week later your stomach is in knots as you enter the Artists Studio. You look around but don’t see any men – a relief. To see a bunch of men right now would have made you back out for sure. You spent the last few days wondering what type of guy would respond to an ad like this. Although they probably are wondering what kind of girl could post an ad like this?

The ad runs back in your head, still making you shake your head that your friends dared you to do it that night, then watched you do it without stopping you. Egging you on is more accurate. Everything had to line up just right to make what was about to happen, happen. First the wine getting your two friends into a silly mood about each of your fantasies.

In Vino Veritas making you be way too honest about yours. Nicole’s was tame which was to be expected. Katie’s a little more risque. Yours topped both. And Nicole, having showed you earlier in the night the bench she was so proud of that she’d found on craigslist.. Craigslist sitting open on her computer as if it knew what was to come. And of course Kate having a friend who had rented the Artists Studio before – a perfect storm. and now here you were, walking into a downtown studio you have never been, about to be naked in front of 8 strange men.

Despite your fear and anxiety, you had to admit this was why it was your fantasy to begin with. Just as you had expected, the unknown of what was about to happen made you tingle.

Will i be safe? Yes, Jeff is standing outside the door. What will the men be like?What will they look like? Will this feel sexy or just dirty?

All questions to be contemplated, but no time. You see the double doors straight ahead and you know on the other side it will happen just like the ad requested – “Looking for 8 men to Masturbate while Watching me do the Same” . Nicole couldn’t stop laughing as she typed that headline in. Why had you revealed this to them? Nicole’s fantasy was just to have sex somewhere in Public – something you and Katie had already done. Katie wanted to be with two brothers at that same time. A hot scenario you remember thinking. But yours was so full of detail and specifics, it even surprised you. And judging by the looks on your friends face, them as well.

What you couldnt stop thinking about wasn’t the “What”, which consisted of wanting to lay blindfolded on a table circled by men as you escaped your clothes and brought yourself to climax why they did the same. Nor was it the “how” which was knowing you and 8 naked strangers in a room all touching themselves would surely lead to one collective orgasm. But rather the “why”. Why was it your fantasy?Why had it been your fantasy for years? Why does the thought of turning on strange men you have never met make you so excited?

You wondered if that answer would become more clear after it was over, which you wished would be soon, so you could stop being so damn nervous. You get closer to the door . You adjust the belt on your jacket, take a deep breath and push both doors open…the hum of chatter you heard before actually seeing anything, immediately stopped. Like when a record scratches and the bodies on the dance floor suddenly come to a stop,

8 men drinking juice and eating cookies, all in white bathrobes, stare back at you. Who the hell put out refreshments? is the first thing you think, Then you cant believe you are contemplating snacks instead of the men staring back at you.

The first good sign is that they were generally good looking and fit. You wondered if the type of men that would respond to this ad would be guys that dont do well with women on their own, so resort to this. But your theory was apparently true. That shy men who strike out with women would not want to stand around naked with other men and masturbate, no matter how beautiful the woman. The kind of guy that responds would be confident types who were comfortable being naked. And that was what stood before her. Confident men who looked way more comfortable than you.

You stand there for what feels like an eternity, wondering what you should do. Should I go shake their hands? Should i say “ok boys, show those dicks to momma!”?

Instead, 16 eyes look you up and down. Then just when you cant take the silence any longer something happens you didnt expect – they all begin to cheer and hoot and hollar, and clap for you.

You feel yourself blush and immediately feel more comfortable. The men part, 4 on each side making a path to a table that has now become visible. It also dawns on you that the men didnt say anything because they were respecting the instructions of the ad – absolutely no talking, it read. You didnt want to make small talk, or even learn their names. The excitement come from 9 people crossing paths, getting naked, cumming and then leaving…all without a word being spoken. Keep it animalistic you thought. At least güvenilir bahis when you envisioned it in your head all these years, But now it seemed strange to not say anything. Should i thank them for coming? Should i curtsy?

But luckily i remembered they’re guys. All they probably care about is my tits and ass. Always the blessing and curse of men. Their single-mindedness and infatuation with women’s bodies always being welcomed, yet resented. A turn on when you see how happy you can make them when you put a breast in their mouth. But a turn off at work, in Starbucks, in TJ Maxx, etc. Always that feeling of them staring at your parts. You tell yourself they cant help it. It would be like getting mad at a frog for saying “ribbit”.

You grab the belt around your waist and slowly remove your jacket. You wonder if your choice of attire is right. You spent 2 days trying on different bras, panties, lingerie – what do these guys want? But again your mind went calm when you told yourself men dont care about the wrapping on the present.

So you stand before them in an outfit an old boyfriend bought you that he always made you wear. A very tight pink tank top and a pair of pink shorts that barely covered your butt. You had grown to feel sexy in it, because it always made him so damn happy. It’s purpose different now, more like a kid with his blanket is how it felt to you now. Made you feel calm. You hoped it had the same effect on these men as it had on Scott.

You stand before the group, 8 smiling faces watching you drop your jacket to the floor. They seem to like it you think. So now what?

One of them men towards the front opened up his bathrobe. He wasn’t hard. So he took his right hand and put his cock in it and started to massage it in his palm. Well, I guess this is happening you think to yourself.

Something about his sudden urge to touch himself was a relief. We are all here for one goal, dont overthink it. The men obviously weren’t, as two others opened up their bathrobe. One was already very hard which made you happy. I guess they are ready for me. You walk between the men and climb onto the table.

When you lay down you see the men staring at you in a way that catches you off guard. But it makes you happy. They have the face someone wears when staring at a painting or piece of fine art. They looked at me like I was a present for them. More appreciation than primal hunger. It made you feel safe.

You put the black blindfold on and take a deep breath, ready to begin. You remember thinking the blindfold was key. It felt too weird to make eye contact with all the strangers. And it also let the men focus on what they wanted anyway. You let out a nervous breath and lay down on your back. The men circle around the table, hovering over you, each only 2-3 feet away. You start by touching your skin around your thighs with one hand and your neck and shoulders with the other, arching your back a little..You hear the sound of bathrobes ties being undone. No turning back now. You try to clear your mind.

You know you can always orgasm when you put away your baggage from work, and family. You can hear the subtle sound men make when their hand is stroking their cock. You know you must be turning the men on a bit, which makes it easier for you to clear your mind and begin to get turned on too. Despite your fantasy not involving sex, the feel of skin on skin is hard desire to repress.

So you extend your right arm out to the side and open your hand, indicating for someone to put their cock in your right hand. The closest man to it obliges. You feel him , he’s not hard yet which makes you happy.

You like to feel men get hard in your hand and to know you caused it..after he gets to what you imagine is 7 inches you let him go and use both hands to pull down your top, your tits spilling out..you can hear a groan of approval from the group , obviously happy at the sight of your perfect breasts…You can hear the ryhthm of their stroking increase, your tits making them shift into a higher gear..You so badly want to pull down your mask, even just for a second, to see the power of your body to make 8 strange men fully erect.

After squeezing your breasts for a while and hearing all the men go to work on their own meat, you have to move down between your legs. It was starting to ache. You can tell you’re lubed up without even touching it yet. When you lift your ass off the table to pull your shorts down, you again hear the men speed up their stroking. You lifting your now-exposed pussy off the ground as if you’re serving it up them had some already close to busting their nut.

When you put your ass back on the table you decide to tease them a little. You put both legs together but straight up in the air, giving the guys a perfect view of your wet pussy lips. One man lets go a groan, almost in pain at how badly he wants to bury his dick in the beautiful warm hole in front of him..you almost feel bad for them. You decide to reward türkçe bahis them for their obedience so far by honoring your request of no speaking and by all generally being respectful. Something you hadn’t expected to do. But in the moment, it jumped into your head and you roll with it. You decide to allow each man one small taste of you.

They go around the table in a clockwise fashion. Each man bending over the table, getting on one knee, putting his head between your thighs and taking a long lick. Most from bottom to top ending with a slight flick of your clit. Most jerking themselves even harder while they’re tongue is on you and inside you…after 3 or 4 guys you are so turned on you rub your clit in between men…eventually the last half of the guys get their taste. When the group finishes they all exchange looks with each other like they’ve all just shared a religious experience. Each with the taste of your box lingering on their tongue. What does pussy taste like you always wondered.

You can smell sex in the air even with none taking place. A mixture of hotness, sweat, pheremones and anticipation. You decide it’s time to really give them what they want – your pinkness…so you take two fingers and plunge them inside you. You are wetter than you even thought.You take the two fingers and spread them apart into an upside down peace sign, spreading your lips apart for them to see. It was designed to turn them.on, but now its you that is so turned on. Being the object of lust and fantasy for 8 stiff men has brought you close to orgasm already.

You rotate squeezing your tits and then into your pussy, back to your tits. The juice on your fingers making your nipples hard once there is contact. Just as your going back to your dripping snatch you feel a slightly warm feeling on top of your thigh.

You wonder if it was just something in your head, but then you feel it again a few inches higher. Then again. Now you realize one of the guys could hold it no longer and busted his nut. The perfectly juicy tits, and wet, inviting gash proved too much and he had squeezed off his load on your leg. You run your fingers through it and put the finger in your mouth and then insert it back in your box..that visual must have been good as you hear a groan and then feel the warmth again this time around your neck. The man to your left had deposited a hefty rope of jizz on you. You feel overwhelmed with power and control of this group.

Six men left, all fantasizing of being just little closer to you..they feel lucky to get to beat themselves while watching you and getting to leave their manhood on your hot warm skin..but to be so close to a set of twins so perfect, but not be able to run your nipples through their mouth, and on their tongue. was almost painful..and to see your glistening twat inches away, one lick , one taste, was almost worse than not at all..each feeling their cock reach a new level of stiffness they had never encountered when smelling and tasting your peach…they couldn’t even imagine how their dicks would respond if they got to bury their meat deep in your cunt and shoot all their cum so far inside you so it might drip out for days.

The thought of these guys fighting over who got to be the first to release their goo in you brings on a wave, starting at your toes and making you clinch the table hard. You couldn’t remember ever wanting to be so filled up. Despite the fantasy always being mutuala masturbation and nothing else, the feeling was overwhelming of just wanting to feel that warmth when a man is inside you. You recall the line from Breakfast Club, the one about slipping her ‘the hot beef injection’.

But that’s really what it does feel like. And you couldnt remember wanting that injection more than you did right now. But why deny yourself. Or deny them. You could hear still the cachopony of men slapping away. The jostling of cocks stroking, balls sometimes crashing against their inner thighs, swelled up with liquid they so desperately want to release, yet hold in as to not lose this moment.

You keep imaging the different shapes and sizes, some long and skinny, some short and plump…in the fantasy the blindfold was to protect your nerves. Now it seemed silly, the nerves long gone. You rip it off!

The light floods your pupils, then slowly dissipating, leaving you staring at a blond haired pretty boy type. He smiles . You look down and see him stiff as a board, the head of his penis staring back at you. You squeeze your tits together for him and he smiles even bigger. You scoot your butt down so you can spread your legs wider. At the head of the table is a heavily tatooed man with jet black hair. He looks like he could be in the Hells Angels. When you spread your legs directly in front of him, it gave him the best view of anyone remaining , he doesnt smile, he continues to grind away, never breaking contact with your box. You know exactly what he wanted, what he needed. You motion him to come closer. You have to do it güvenilir bahis siteleri more than once because of how intent his gaze is. He finally catches it and walks closer. You pull him in with your legs. You tap the top of the mound between your legs. He nods. He looks relieved, his balls aching to not hold it in anymore. He doubles his pace…You stare at his face. You wished, like every woman does at least once, what it would be like to have that between your legs, to have a gun to shoot your orgasms out of. His face starts to get more flush, his breathing heavier. He must be close, you think.

You know one more move could send him over the top. So you take both hands and pull your lips apart, he can almost see deep inside you. His mouth opens ever so slightly, his pace doubles again, he steps an inch closer, takes one more long stroke and lets out a grunt, you see the tip of his penis open up enough to let a giant stream of cream all over your thighs and your lips feel his juice on yours. The redness from his chest and cheeks drain out, balls empty. He puts his arm on the table and leans on it for a second, taking a second to catch his breath. He locks eyes with you for a second, then – –

One of the men to your left unloads his sack all over your left breast, catching you by surprise.

“oh jesus” he stammers as another shot shoots out. You look at his balls and are not surprised at the amount of cum considering how large they are. His dick average size, but his balls abnormally large. He grips the top of his penis and a 3rd much smaller line comes out on the table next your hip.

My pussy is killing them you think to yourself. 4 down, 4 to go.

You have better focus now with less men. You scan them quickly to see if any would be the type you would go for. The guy with the scar on his abdomen. I wonder what from you think. But only for a moment because of the massive tool he is working on. God i wish the other 3 would finish you think. You picture just him left and slowly sitting on it, stretching you apart.

The short older man next to him lets out a groan. There must be another bowing out. He takes half a step closer to you by your left breast and his face beet red you actually wonder if he might be having a heart att-

“ahhhuuh” Nope he is alive . He sauces you lower breast and side, his color returning to normal. He smiles at you then steps back. Now just the giant stick on the scarred man, anchored on both sides by two black men who couldn’t be more different. One looks like a college professor, distinguished with a long but skinny rod. The other a bit of a roughneck , much younger a short, thick one. More the kind you like, the kind that paints all the corners.

You think to yourself, why am i holding back. I feel safe. And more turned on than i ever have. Why am i stopping with this. You use one finger and motion for him to come forward, you spread your legs but put your back on the table. You gently tap the top of your pussy twice. He seems stunned for a second but realizes you have given him consent.

He takes another half step closer and plunges himself in you. God that feels good, as you make eye contact with the younger, rougher one. You open your mouth to him. The millisecond he realizes what you want his wide shaft is in your mouth. You feel full at every hole now. Every pump the professor makes gives you mini orgasm.

All you can think of right now is how much come you want. Surprising even yourself. Never grossed out by it, but certainly not thinking you need it to get off. But in this moment you want to be covered inside and out with it. You look up ,stroking the cock in your mouth even harder while you are getting pounded from below. You grab his healthy set of balls and now want to feel that hot liquid in your mouth. The professor looks ready to go too, so you squeeze your pussy around his cock, squeeze the tip of the cock on your tongue and suddenly are gushing goo from all your holes. Its not enough, you sit up and walk over to scarred guy and push him back on the table. he offers no resistance and lifts you up onto him. You slide down his pole until the tip presses up against you deep inside.

All the mini orgasms adding up to one massive wave you cant wait to crash. the two black guys step back, their dicks returning to normal size. The realize you cant believe you had 8 penises and are now worried it wont be enough. You want to yell at scarred guy not to come, but you realize when you did that with guys in your life before, usually it backfired, the men getting turned on hearing you say the word come, and usually letting it fly.

You pull yourself onto him tighter pushing your hips back and forth. You know your close, but you know the minute he drains himself you will lose all the extra size he has now and it might not get you where you need to be. Rocking back and forth, back again, god so close, ou feel it building from your toes. 2 more quick pulses, fuck his cock feels so good. You look at his face and you know he is fully aware, trying to hold on to get you there. Only a few more. Dont come , dont come god dammit dont come. One or two more hits right on that spot he’s hitting. Oh geez maybe just once more.