Intellectual Pursuits Ch. 04

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If nothing else, leaving my previous grind for graduate school had greatly improved my sex life. I was splitting my time between two intelligent young women: Francisca, a beautiful, petite Latina, and Pauline, a slim and curly blond exploring her submissive side with me. Although neither woman desired an exclusive relationship and were friendly to each other, my relationship with each was defined not just by hot sex but by a deep sense of reciprocal love. My first encounter with Pauline was an alcohol-fueled threesome with Jane, a busty, vivacious African American woman in our cohort. We hadn’t hooked up with her since but knew she was open to it.

Towards the end of October, Francisca’s advisor, an Associate Professor in our program, left on a two-week trip, leaving Francisco to house sit for him, even giving her the green light to host a party if she liked. At Jane’s urging, Francisca decided to host a Halloween Party with a fetish theme.

Pauline and I went shopping for our costumes at a sex shop. I got a chest harness to wear with tight jeans and found the perfect thing for Pauline: a low back dress revealing the top of her ass cleavage and a neckline plunging all the way past her navel in front. The night of the party, I picked up Pauline and handed her a small bag. “Put these on,” I told her.

Reaching into the bag, Pauline pulled out a leash and collar. “This is perfect!” she exclaimed, fastening the collar, “I’m going to be on your leash all night!”

“That’s not all,” I tell her. Putting her hand back in the back, Pauline let out an excited cry.

“I’m glad it’s a fetish party. But even so, I wouldn’t have the guts to wear these if I wasn’t under your control.” As Pauline pulled aside her dress, she attached a clamp to each of her hard pink nipples. The beauty of this is that the chain between them hung down across the plunging neckline and would be obvious to anyone.

Francisca opened the door and kissed us both in welcome. She was wearing tight black leather pants, a black leather corset that pushed her cleavage up to view, and held a black leather riding crop in her hand. Her eye makeup was dark and dramatic and her lips blood red. “Come on in, have a drink,” she invited us. Some of Francisca’s friends from the comparative lit department who I didn’t know were there. Francisca made a quick round of introductions as we headed for the kitchen, Pauline following close by as I held the leash attached to her collar.

An explosion of familiar laughter greeted us. Jane was having a drink with a woman I didn’t know: a beautiful Filipina in a corset, miniskirt and patent leather platforms, introduced to us as Daisy. As Francisca set up a round of cocktails, I took in Jane’s outfit. She was wearing a figure-hugging gold mini-dress that showcased her curves and lush cleavage. Jane’s lean, dark legs extended from the bottom of her short dress down to gold platform shoes that showed off toes with gold polish. Her skin shone with a gloss of golden dust and her eye makeup was dark and dramatic.

“Liam!’ she gushed, crushing me in her embrace and planting a firm kiss on my lips. Her warm body felt wonderful against mine as I held the small of her back a moment and took in her scent. Jane gave Pauline a similar welcome then stood back to look at her, taking in the obvious fact of Pauline’s nipple chain with an expressive smirk. “Are we gonna have fun tonight?” she asked Pauline.

“Well,” responded Pauline, “Liam is keeping me on a pretty short leash. But maybe he’ll let me out for a run.” Everyone laughed.

We circulated around the party for an hour or more. The theme of the party facilitated plenty of sexual banter and play. While there was no shortage of enticing sights, Pauline’s nipple chain drew much attention and, after a while, some explicit questions.

A pale Goth-attired literature student named Indigo asked Pauline how the chain was attached and whether her nipples were pierced. “Why don’t you show her?” I prompted. Pauline shyly pulled her dress aside to show the tiny clamps that held her nipples.

“Does it hurt?” asked Indigo.

“If you tighten them a lot, or pull too hard, yes,” replied Pauline. “But a gentle pull is pleasurable.”

I took the chain and gave it a gentle tug, causing Pauline’s breasts to bounce a little.

“Wow, that’s hot,” said Indigo.

“Do you want to try? I offered.

“Is it okay with you?” Indigo asked Pauline.

“Do what you like,” Pauline replied, meekly, looking both nervous and excited.

Indigo played with Pauline’s chain, saying “that looks so good,” as she unconsciously licked her own lips.

I noticed Daisy, checking this out from across the room with an intent stare that she broke off abruptly when she saw me watching her. Another group entered the room boisterously, breaking the spell. Indigo let go of the chain to join her friends güvenilir bahis and Pauline covered her nipples again.

I felt pretty turned on and took Pauline out to the patio to make out with her a little. In the dark I pulled her dress open again and gave her nipples a flick with my tongue as Pauline sighed in pleasure. But we were immediately joined by Jane who asked, “mind if I join you?”

“Not at all,” I replied. “You can lick the other nipple for a while.”

Pauline moaned as we attacked her clamped nipples with our tongues. I pulled the chain upwards, raising her nipples to our mouths, causing Pauline to exhale sharply. Jane, meanwhile, had placed her hand under Pauline’s dress and was rubbing Pauline’s pussy.

“Aha,” Jane remarked, “this little coochie is shaved now. I think I’ll have a taste.” As Jane got on her knees before the panting Pauline, I pulled the top of Jane’s dress down, letting her round globes with their thick dark nipples bounce free in the night air. I was squeezing Jane’s breasts as she began to explore Pauline’s pussy with her tongue.

We were sharply interrupted by Francisca’s voice: “I’m the mistress here, and I don’t allow this on my patio. The three of you follow me right now!”

Quickly arranging our disheveled clothing, we followed Francisca back inside and down the hall to a bedroom. Once inside, she closed the door and ordered us to strip. Francisca removed her pants but retained her corset and shoes. The bed was just a futon on a frame low to the floor. She positioned Jane and Pauline in the middle of the bed on their hands and knees and told them to suck my cock.

Kneeling in front of them, I fed my cock into their mouths in turn. Then they began to improvise, Jane licking my balls as Pauline forced me down her throat, and then they would switch positions. Francisca watched with approval, then began to swat the asses of the two women with her crop, softly at first, but slowly building up to blows that must have stung. Jane and Pauline winced or shuddered but didn’t cry out. Meanwhile, I was getting the fantasy blowjob of my life.

Francisca stopped her torment of the now criss-crossed buttocks of her two submissives and put on a strap-on phallus, a bit bigger and longer than my cock. Francisca kneeled next to me and made Jane suck her phallus while Pauline gobbled my cock. After a minute or two, Francisca ordered me to follow her. We now knelt behind Jane and Pauline and Francisca began fucking Pauline with her while I entered Jane. Pauline and Jane were moaning and begging to be fucked. Francisca and I switched back and forth, fucking Jane and Pauline’s eager pussies until both of them came: Pauline with a whimper, Jane with a moan.

Jane asked permission to use the bathroom which Francisca granted but told her to come back immediately. Jane slipped her dress back on and opened the door so fast she knocked down Daisy, who must have had her ear to the door. Francisca grabbed the stunned but unhurt Daisy and pulled her into the room, “so you want to eavesdrop, do you, Daisy?” Francisca said menacingly. “I’ll let you do better than that. You can watch and you can help. Now take off your clothes immediately!” she commanded, slapping Daisy’s ass with her hand.

Looking a bit stunned, Daisy obeyed Francisca and pulled her skirt off. “Liam,” Francisca instructed, “help Daisy take off her corset and find something for her to do.”

Daisy’s curvy dark-brown body was delicious, her breasts not quite a large as Jane’s, but she would fit right in between Jane and Pauline, I thought. I popped open the corset, letting her breasts bounce free. Her breasts were conical with pointy purple nipples that I gripped between my thumb and forefinger. Her left nipple was pierced by a silver ring. Daisy looked at me with smoldering eyes, the hot smell of rum on her breath: “Are you going to make me obey you tonight?”

Even in her platform shoes the curvy Filipina stood no more than about 5’3″ and I let my eyes run up and down her brown, hairless body, noticing the glint of metal, a piercing in her clit.

“Are you ready to obey me?” I asked, staring her down.

“I’ll do whatever you say,” she replied.

“Kneel down and show me how you worship my cock,” I told her, handing her a throw pillow to kneel on. Daisy quickly knelt and grabbed my cock with both hands, running a finger around the head as she stared intently at my cock with parted lips. As she brought her face close and began to lick my balls, Jane returned and Francisca ordered her and Pauline to lick her feet. Sitting back in an armchair, Francisca watched the two naked women remove her shoes, caress her feet and begin to lick and suck her sexy toes. I had licked and sucked those toes many times before and enjoyed watching Pauline and Jane apply their lips and tongues to the task. I knew this was Francisca’s first time with another türkçe bahis woman and was intrigued by the way she had taken not only initiative but control over the situation.

Daisy was slobbering all over my cock, running her fingers over my balls and gently probing my ass with a saliva-wet finger. I was super hard and throbbing when a new idea entered my mind. I told Daisy to keep sucking until I came but not to swallow. Daisy pushed her wet finger all the way into my ass and pistoned up and down my cock, drooling saliva from her lips. I erupted and pumped her mouth full of my seed then caught my breath while Daisy continued to hold my cock in her mouth.

“Daisy,” I said, “go over and spit some of my cum onto each of Francisca’s feet. Keep some in your mouth and come back to me.”

As Daisy crawled over to the others, Jane and Pauline moved aside as Daisy took each of Francisca’s feet in her hands and applied my cum from her mouth onto Francisca’s spit-slick toes. Daisy returned to me and watched as Francisca beckoned her two new lovers. “Lick it up,” she commanded and Pauline and Jane obeyed, using their tongues to clean Francisca’s glistening feet.

“Show me the cum on your tongue,” I told Daisy. She opened her mouth and showed that she had retained some of my load. “Now swallow it,” I said and Daisy immediately gulped, then opened her mouth to show me that nothing was left. “You obeyed very well, Daisy,” I said. “You deserve some attention now.”

“I loved serving you,” she said. “I kind of like being controlled like that.”

“Perhaps I’ll control you again,” I replied. “But now I want to do something for you.” I wanted to taste Daisy’s cute body and led her to the bed, laying her on her back with her legs hanging over and her feet resting on the floor.

I took off her platform shoes and kissed, licked and caressed my way from her toes up her legs to her completely bald pussy. I licked around her pussy and mound without touching her clit or lips, then worked my way up her trim belly to her pointy breasts. I sucked and licked her purple buds, feeling the ring in her left nipple bounce against my tongue and click when it touched my teeth. I gently bit and chewed her nipples, causing Daisy to moan and grab my shoulders with her hands. After playing with her like this for a while, I moved up to kiss her mouth, while using my hands to continue to pinch and pull her nipples.

My cock was hard again and Daisy reached down to stroke it with her right hand as we kissed. “I hope you’re going to fuck me with this thing,” She said playfully.

“I plan on it,” I said, “but first I have to taste your pussy.”

Daisy shivered in pleasure as I touched her labia with my tongue and began to lick and probe her pretty pussy. As I continued, Daisy moaned and began pulling on her own nipples as she squirmed on my tongue. I painted long tongue-strokes up her lips, culminating in flicking the little metal ring in her clit and then stuffed two fingers up Daisy’s tight pussy, wet with her arousal. I dedicated an increasing percentage of my strokes to her clit as I took a wet finger out of her cunt and placed on at the opening of her ass. Daisy whimpered as I licked her clit and firmly stuffed a finger into her little starfish. In less than a minute, Daisy screamed out an orgasm and I sat back to watch her writhe in the aftershocks of her climax.

The other three stopped what they were doing to watch and this is when I noticed how the girl-sex on the other side of the bed had progressed. Pauline and Francisca were lying down in a sixty-nine, Francisca on top, while Jane used a strap on to fuck Francisca’s pussy doggy style. As they resumed and Daisy’s breathing returned to normal, we both watched them and Jane winked and flashed us a big smile.

My cock was standing tall again and Jane said, “If you’re not going to fuck Daisy, then bring that thing over here.”

Daisy jumped up and grabbed my cock saying, “please put it inside me.”

Jane smirked and continued to bounce against Pauline’s ass as Daisy slurped my cock into her mouth. Once my cock was slathered with Daisy’s spit, I withdrew it from her mouth and pushed her down on the bed. She spread her legs wide, looking at me with a hungry expression. “Fuck me,” she said, grabbing her feet with her hands to pull her legs completely open for me.

I placed my cock head between her pussy lips and slid it inside as Daisy moaned her approval. Her pussy felt hot and wet and her inner muscles firmly gripped my cock. As I steadily pushed my cock in and out of her, Daisy looked me in the eye and kept up a steady stream of filthy talk.

“Split me open with your cock, fuck me, use me, make me your slut,” she urged me.

I reached down to flick Daisy’s clit ring as I fucked her, feeling her slick cunt sucking my cock.

Next to us, Pauline and Francisca were groaning in güvenilir bahis siteleri orgasm. Jane pulled her strap-on out of Pauline and took it off her waist. As Pauline and Francisca recuperated, Jane came to our side of the bed and placed her pussy on Daisy’s mouth, saying “Lick that thing for me you sexy bitch.”

Daisy complied as I continued to fuck her and reached forward to caress Jane’s firm, round ass and alternately, to pull on Daisy’s hard, pointy nipples. Daisy seemed to know what she was doing as within a few minutes, Jane hollered out her orgasm and fell to the side of the bed. I pulled Daisy up to kiss her passionately, tasting Jane’s pussy on her lips, then told her to flip over. Daisy got on her knees and I groaned at the sight of her sexy ass and wet pussy glistening below it. I stuck my cock back inside her and started to pound her as Daisy continued to moan out encouragements to me.

At this point, Francisca raised herself up and began to caress Daisy’s irresistible ass. She squeezed it and pulled it apart as I fucked Daisy with a steady rhythm. Gathering some moisture from her own wet pussy, Francisca placed a wet finger at Daisy’s asshole and slowly worked it inside. “Oh fuck!” Daisy exclaimed.

I could feel Francisca’s finger alongside my cock inside of Daisy. Her pussy felt even tighter now. Francisca spat onto Daisy’s asshole and then worked a second finger into her. Daisy had stopped talking and merely moaned to indicate the intensity of her sensations.

Pauline hopped off the bed and retrieved something from the night stand; a bottle of lubricant. She squirted some onto Daisy’s asshole and Francisca now forced three fingers into the petite Filipina’s ass, causing her to yell, “fuck that’s tight!”

“Daisy, I think you’re ready to have Liam’s cock in your ass. Have you ever been ass-fucked before?” asked Pauline.

“One boyfriend tried,” panted Daisy, “but it hurt and I made him stop.”

“He fucks my ass a lot. I love it,” said Pauline. “If you don’t want his cock in your ass, I want it in mine.”

“No!” Daisy interjected, “keep fucking me, fuck my ass. I said to make me your slut and I meant it.”

Pauline pushed me back, causing my cock to emerge from Daisy’s pussy, then sucked me into her mouth for a few moments, forcing me all the way into her throat before she pulled off. Pauline then slathered my cock with lube and Francisca pulled her fingers out of Daisy’s ass and went to wash her hands.

A recovered Jane sat up to pull Daisy’s ass cheeks apart as Pauline directed my cock to Daisy’s virgin starfish. I popped the head of my cock inside without much resistance. Daisy sighed.

“That looks so good,” Jane commented as she continued to hold Daisy’s ass cheeks apart.

“Skewer her ass with your cock” Pauline hissed. “Make her your slut!”

I slowly pushed all the way into Daisy’s ass as she moaned and sighed. “It’s so intense, it’s so good.”

Jane got underneath Daisy and started flicking her clit with her tongue, sometimes taking a break to lick my balls as they swung against Daisy’s pussy. Pauline held my hips from behind and pushed me deep into Daisy’s ass. Francisca returned, took in the sight of our orgy and said “I have to get in on this.”

Francisca sat on her haunches in front of Daisy and grabbed her pointy breasts as they hung down. Then Francisca moved in to place her pussy at Daisy’s mouth. I couldn’t see but could tell from Francisca’s expression that Daisy was putting her tongue to use.

I was super hard as I plundered Daisy’s sweet ass and extremely aroused by the sight of the actions of the sexy women all around me. Daisy moaned out an orgasm but none of us stopped using her.

“Don’t cum in her ass, Liam,” Pauline urged me, “cum on her tongue, let her swallow your cum again. Make her your slut.”

Daisy seemed to cum again with another loud cry and I was definitely on the brink. I pulled out, pushed Francisca out of the way and pumped out my load into Daisy’s open mouth where it formed a white pool on her extended tongue.

“Now swallow it bitch,” Jane commanded and Daisy, with a glazed look on her face, closed her mouth and gulped down my cum.

“That was fucking hot!” Pauline enthused.

“An excellent performance,” Francisca agreed. “Now I think these two are spent for a while. Liam and Daisy, you can sleep in this bedroom tonight, there’s a bathroom just outside if you need it. Everybody else, let’s see if the party is still going on.” And with that, Francisca, Jane and Pauline slithered back into their costumes and left the room, leaving only a candle burning.

As I lay down next to her, Daisy embraced me with her body, still moist with perspiration and hot from our recent exertion. I kissed her lush lips and ran my fingers down her curvy body, pulling her close to me. “Daisy, you are incredibly hot,” I told her.

“You,” Daisy breathed, “and your lovers, well, I’ve never experienced anything like that before. I hope this isn’t a one-time thing.”

“I have a feeling this is just the beginning,” I said, and we fell asleep entangled in each others’ limbs.

Ode to Red Ch. 03

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Author’s note: For this mini-series in the lesbian sex category, I was inspired to go for a drunk dream-like narrative. Enjoy!

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She calls me up. She has never done that before in the last 8 years I’ve known her. Her voice is happy, much happier than usual. It’s 3 pm. She must be sober. She tells me about her new boyfriend. I find it odd, but feel happy for her.

A month later, I get an e-mail. A “save the date” announcement. Underneath the card, an extra line: “bachelorette party is the day before”. I assume it’s meant for me.

Two months later, I get the official invite in the mail. I get a plus one; awesome, thanks. There is the additional card, again. Info for her bachelorette party at her place. I RSVP “yes” to both events. No plus one.

Wedding gift is easy. But I want to get her something else for her party. I remember the lipstick I “borrowed” last time I saw her. And I go out and get her navy blue thongs. It’s her favorite color.

Yes, I actually know things about her. It surprises me, too, sometimes. Anyway… It’s weird for me to think about her wedding. For obvious reasons…

No, I’m not in love with her. I never was. I think. Maybe at one point. Nothing serious. Obviously…

I buy my plane tickets last minute. I land at the same airport that I got stranded in before. I make two transfers again on the train, but different direction this time. Hotel is fine.

I’m jittery as I dress up for her party. I put on a blue romper dress, but nothing eye-catching. I probably won’t know anyone there other than her.

The other girls are nice. I’m not the only one that brought a gift. We all drink first. Bottoms up. Then she opens her presents. Someone got her a pair of cuffs. A few more lingerie items. Only mine is blue.

She smiles when she sees her first initial on the side güvenilir canlı bahis siteleri of the thongs. It’s also my initial. I couldn’t help myself. Finding her lipstick in the box makes her tearful for some reason. The moment is gone too quickly.

We make more drinks disappear. Now they want her to model the lingerie for us. I’m quiet, but hopeful she might do it.

She finally gives in and takes everything to her bedroom to try on. I go to the bathroom, hoping to be back before the show starts.

When I sit on the toilet bowl, I get a text. My ex sent me a nude. I think it’s a mistake, but then I get another text: “I miss you.” So typical of her to use her body to get things. I can’t deal with this right now.

My face is frozen with a weird expression. But I’m at her party. I join the crowd again. She has a lacy black set and matching garter belt on. They look good on her.

Her best friend cuffs her hands to the back of a chair. Apparently, the cuffs need a key to unlock and no one knows where they are except the girl who cuffed her. Now she’s bent over a chair, her ass in thongs and lingerie staring at us.

I’m not sure if there are any lesbians in the group. It would be good to know if I’m the only one wetting their panties. I catch a few curious looks. Wolf whistles have been non-stop. So maybe we’re all at least bi.

They make up a game. We make a train. She has to kiss each of us. Whoever gets the hottest kiss will get the key to her cuffs. We watch each kiss closely.

Some girls really go for it and we cheer. I’m in the middle of the line. My phone rings. Fuck…

I answer. I always answer. It’s my ex, crying on the other end. I curse myself and leave the game room. She’s drunk — again. As soon as I can get off the phone, I call her brother to fix the mess.

My mood is completely güvenilir illegal bahis siteleri spoiled. I’m a bit late at getting back to the game. Everybody else has had their turn already. They look at me.

For the first time, I approach her half-heartedly. If she knows, she doesn’t show it. I bend down to her level. Our lips meet. My eyes close, I can’t help it. It’s electric.

I don’t hear anything when we stop the kiss. Where are the cheers? I’m not that bad a kisser.

The girls are frozen. A couple of them look away. I’m confused. The best friend gives me the key. Fuck…

Once I uncuff her, the mood lightens up. She puts on a dress and avoids my eyes. Someone starts a new drinking game. Everybody shares their most sordid sex act.

I tell them about the house party, as if she had been a guy. The girls enjoy my version of blowing a drop-dead gorgeous guy in front of 10 other people. Can she tell it’s her I’m talking about?

I don’t win the game. It’s OK. I drink.

We play a few more games. I don’t remember what. Oh then there’s cake. Pretty good cake. Most girls scrape the icing off.

It’s late now. There’s enough room for most of us to stay. Once the couches are taken, I fail at the math. Her best friend helps and takes me to a room. There’s a double air mattress.

She warns me someone will eventually join me. I don’t care. I nod off.

I wake up to a text. It’s not my phone. It’s hers. She’s sleeping next to me. I panic. My movement wakes her up.

She’s sleepy but deliberate when she reaches for me. My body reacts. The kiss makes my nipples and clit tingle. Maybe she feels it. Her next move is to go under my dress. Her fingers rub me over the panties.

“No more piercing?” I can say the same thing to her. That’s why her kiss feels different. Definitely not güvenilir bahis şirketleri less intense, just different. I moan into her mouth. Her fingers slide under the panties and stroke me.

I return the favor. She’s wet, although she just woke up. Must have been a good dream. I lower my mouth to her nipples. They’re poking through her shirt. It’s easy to get them hard and wet. Now she’s grinding against my hand.

I go down on her. At least, I try to. She pulls me by my legs. We’re in a clumsy 69. We fall on our side.

My breath is heavy on her sex. I fumble with the underwear and get it out of the way just enough. She goes through a similar battle. Then her mouth closes on me.

The first couple of licks destroy me. I’ve never come that hard. I have to close my legs to stop her. My turn.

My kisses make her squirm. I know she wants to be loud. I know neither of us would care in this moment. I attack her with my tongue and lap up her juices. She gives me more. I slide in deeper.

My nose is against her clit. Each rub makes her gush more and fills my mouth. I move with more intention and edge her out. She begs me to let her come. I just change my pace, so she has to start all over again.

She has enough sense the worm her way between my legs again. I’m happy with the attention. I feel fingers on my clit, in my pussy and in my ass. It catches me off guard.

I grind against her hands. Each finger rubs me a different way. I’m mad with desire. I know she’s doing this so I make her come.

In the silence, I listen to her breaths. My thumb rubs her clit roughly. I can gauge how close she is. She’s doing the same for me, counting the seconds between my hips moving.

We both slow down and increase the pressure. The slower we move, the harder we press. Her clit throbs. I feel mine do the same thing.

In our native language, I count to three. On three, we both French kiss our clits. I see fireworks. The way she shakes in my arms, she sees them, too.

I know we’ll never do this again. But I’m glad we had this one last time. I wrap my hand in her red curls and we fall asleep together.

I Thought We Were More Ch. 17

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This chapter is a personal favorite. I picked my screen name based on this character even though she is female and I am male. Dr. Electrogasm is to be a major part of this story. While she is not the main antagonist she is kind of like a secret weapon of his. She will appear in the story several times, so I hope you find her character interesting.

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When Jacob woke up he remembered he hadn’t read the note Heather had given him. He went to the kitchen and opened it.

“Admit one person to the Magic Hands Massage Parlor. One full service paid massage with Isabella.”

Under that was a note that read. “Don’t do anything to release until you go here. I promise it will be worth it.”

“So that’s his game this time.” Jacob said aloud to himself. He noticed the date was for the following night which meant he would have to go one more night without a release.

He skated through another day of classes and worked out again for a second night in a row. He came home feeling great and got to sleep quickly.

After class the next day he skipped his work out and instead opted for a jog. He brought the ticket with him as he had googled the parlor’s location and found it was within walking distance of the campus.

He was worried by the time he got there though. As he walked through the front door his shirt was sweaty and he hoped he could just let them know he was going to run home and take a shower. He was already past his appointment time.

The waiting room had a very Asian theme to it and Jacob already began to wonder if all of these types of under-ground massage parlors had to have something to do with Asian women. It had room dividers with Japanese paintings on them and lucky bamboos in glass containers stacked on shelves against one wall.

Jacob was surprised when a very petite young red haired girl in her early twenties walked through white curtains blocking the view of the back room. She was wearing a Kimono with a large exaggerated bow tied in the back of it.

Jacob could see the loops of the bow peeking out from behind her back. She picked up a clip board and looked down at it.

“You must be Jacob.” She said looking up at him and smiling.

“Yes I am but I was wondering if I could get a later appointment time. I jogged here and I’m kinda sweaty.”

“Not a problem.” She said. “We have a shower you can use.”

She escorted him down a narrow hallway to a small and somewhat old looking bathroom. Despite the age of the fixtures and calcium buildup on the shower head, the bathroom looked relatively clean.

“Please remove your clothes and I will have them washed for you.” The red head said holding out her hand.

Jacob stared at her for a moment and then realized she wasn’t going to leave the room while he took off his clothes.

He stripped off his shirt and then followed with his jogging shorts and underwear. He plopped them all into her still out stretched hand. She smiled and glanced down below his waist then turned and walked out of the room.

He fumbled with the knobs on the shower for a while and finally got the water to come out at a temperature he wanted. He stepped into the water and washed all of the sweat off of himself. When he stepped out of the shower a taller girl with an athletic build and long black hair down to her waist was standing there waiting for him to get out.

She handed him a towel and he dried off. Then he wrapped the towel around his waist but before he could walk out of the room the girl held out her hand.

“Um, what did you need?” He asked to her outstretched hand.

“The towel.” She said and then smiled in much the same way the petit red head had.

He wrinkled his brow and then slid the towel off. He stood there naked as the day he was born in front of the new girl. She took the towel and smiled at him. She didn’t look down at his crotch like the last girl. In fact she didn’t even acknowledge that he was nude.

“Follow me please.” She said and then walked out of the room. He walked behind her down another narrow hallway and into a room with a doctor’s style exam table in the middle of the room.

“Please lay down on your back.” She said motioning towards the table.

Jacob laid down feeling vulnerable. He thought they usually put a towel over your privates whenever you went to a massage parlor. Even the kind that offered “extra” services. Here he was laying on his back with everything out in the open.

The taller girl got a wooden bowl out from under a smaller table in the corner and pulled out a large liter bottle of massage oil. She poured most of the bottle into the bowl and then dipped both of her hands into the oil. She began to rub her fingers into his arms and he had to admit, it really did seem like a legitimate massage starting off.

He half expected her to go straight for his penis but as her fingers dug into his muscles he began to relax and let her do what she seemed tasked with doing.

“Would you like a warm cloth for your face?” she asked as she paused for a moment at his shoulders.

“Sure.” canlı bahis şirketleri He said.

She disappeared from the room for a moment and then came back in with a wet towel in her hands. She placed it over his face and seemed to cover his eyes and forehead with it.

He could no longer see but he could feel her hands moving over his other arm. He could feel her fingers working their magic on the sore tissue in his left arm and soon he closed his eyes and just focused on the good feelings.

He couldn’t see it but outside the towel the girl was rubbing his arm with one hand and tying down his wrist of the same arm with the other hand. She was very skilled at knots and used a silky cloth to loop around his wrist and then around the leg of the table.

“Another one of my assistants is coming in as well to help. Is that all right?” The girl said.

“Yes that is fine.” Jacob said. He hated it but the two days without release was wearing on him and just the thought of more than one girl being in the room with him caused his penis to start to rise.

With the towel still on his face Jacob couldn’t see the smaller red haired girl coming into the room. She went to his hand that wasn’t tied and quickly tied it down to the table with the same type of silken cloth.

The fabric was so soft he couldn’t even tell what she was doing.

The Red head and the taller girl moved down to his feet where they each began to massage his calf and upper leg muscles. As his legs started to relax each girl quietly tied down his feet. By the time he realized he was being secured to the table the two girls had moved on either side of him.

The red head tossed one big silken blanket over him to the taller girl and they both quickly put all their weight on each side of the blanket pinning him down against the table. Now two more girls came into the room and each put a cushioned strap over his chest and stomach and secured them underneath the table. Once he was firmly fastened to the table the four girls stepped back away from him.

The blanket they had used to pin him down now rested on top of his body covering him from his chest to just below his belly button. The four silk cloths now held his hands and feet to the legs of the table. The straps went over the blanket that was covering his chest and stomach and with all of that he could barely move at all.

Despite this just below the blanket his penis stood long and thick. He wasn’t exactly sure why he needed to be tied down but he knew good things were going to happen so he did not struggle.

The small red head walked over and took the towel off of his face.

“Are you comfortable?” She asked looking down into his eyes.

“No!” He shouted. “You just strapped me down to a table.”

“I assure you it is about to get very fun if you can just try to relax. The straps are to ensure you do not back out of this extraction. It is crucial we succeed in our current task.”

Jacob looked around the room. It was then that he noticed all of the cameras (Most poorly hidden) that were in the room.

“Are you ready to begin?” The taller girl from earlier asked. The two other girls that had never really said anything to him were already walking out of the room.

“Do I have a choice?” Jacob asked.

She winked at him. “No, not really.”

She took what looked like a mascaraed ball mask out from under the table and placed it on his face. The only problem was that he found he couldn’t see out of the mask.

A voice that sounded like it belonged in an IMAX theater auditorium came over the speakers Jacob hadn’t even noticed were in the room.

“You saw him before as he became the favorite of our famous Misses. He has what many of our members describe as the most beautiful penis they have ever seen. You love to see him come and you hate to see him go. Our newest actor at our prestigious club, THEEEEE Mother Load!!”

Now Jacob knew what the mask was for. They were once again hiding his identity from the sex crazed members of the club. He didn’t realize this was going to be another event for the members to see though. He wondered how many people were gawking at his naked body right now.

The voice paused for a moment and then started right back in again.

“If you have seen our next actress before you know that she has what many describe as a pretty strange fetish. But none can deny that her method of making our actors and actresses cum offers some of the best action and views we have seen at this organization. For those of you that don’t know, unlike other people our next performer has a most unique lover. She is a mistress to electricity. You heard me right folks. She has studied it, experimented with it and now she uses it in the most unique way. She has created what she describes as ‘The most stimulating electric wands this industry has ever seen’. And there is no denying that her instruments work. Everyone please welcome, Dr. Electrogasm.”

“Dr. what???” Jacob said more to himself than anyone else.

A woman came into the canlı kaçak iddaa room pushing a cart with a large metal box sitting on top of it. Electrical wires hung off of the box and ran out of the room. On the front of the cart were several glass wands in stands that held them up off the cart. They each had two wires coming off of the back of them.

“I will start with a demonstration.” The woman known as Dr. Electrogasm said.

She was wearing a rubber lab coat that went all the way down to her knees. As far as anyone could tell she wasn’t wearing much else underneath. She was also wearing a sort of welding helmet so it was difficult to tell her age. The only skin she was showing was her wrists, which was visible between the cuffs of her lab coat and her rubber gloves.

The two girls that had interacted with Jacob earlier walked back into the room.

“Ladies, I want you massage the arms of this man.” The Dr. said.

The two girls moved to each of Jacob’s arms. They began to press their fingers into his biceps and forearms working their way up and down his arms. While they worked Dr. E began a new speech.

“The muscles and the skin have receptors in them that acknowledge pleasure. Our nervous system has receptors all over our bodies that tell us whenever we feel pleasure and when we feel pain. One can feel pleasure when they are stroked, massaged or even just gently touched.”

“Subject” she said in Jacob’s direction. He didn’t answer so she said. “The one on the table.”

“Yes?” Jacob asked.

“Does the touch of these women bring you pleasure?”

“It feels pretty good.” Jacob said playing along.

“I have tuned my instruments perfectly. I have calibrated them to the perfect output to cause the body’s pleasure nodes to sing as I wave my wands over them. All over your skin… your muscles, I will make all of your body feel more pleasure than you knew was possible. Girls, you are dismissed.”

The two girls walked out of the room and Dr. E picked up one of the wands and walked over to Jacob’s side. She slowly waved the glass wand over Jacob’s left arm. As the wand got within a few inches of his skin it suddenly glowed bright blue. Little arcs of electricity could be seen jumping from the wand and into Jacob’s skin.

His arm twitched and his fingers stretched out but his head seemed to lean back and his mouth opened slightly. Underneath his mask his eyes closed and he breathed out as slight waves of soothing sensations rippled up his arm.

Dr. E took the wand away from his skin and Jacob seemed to relax.

“How does that feel?” she asked him.

“That was amazing.” Jacob said.

“Then relax and let my wands create magic in your body.”

She pulled out a second wand and began to do a strange kind of dance around the table. She had an electric wand in each of her hands and she sort of twirled them around her body like she was dancing to electronic music. Every other movement she made was waving the wand over some part of Jacob’s body. Sometimes his legs, sometimes his chest, but she kept her distance from his core and crotch region.

She even allowed the little bolts of electricity to jump into his neck and shoulders. Everything she did seemed to relax and stimulate him in a most wonderful way. His body jerked and twitched slightly with every wave of the wands.

Finally she took both wands and held them up for the camera to see. She placed them within 6 inches of each other. A larger more brilliant bolt of electricity jumped from the end of one wand to the other.

Up until this point she had largely avoided his more sensitive areas around the core of his body. Now she kept both wands close together so that electricity was arcing between them along their entire length.

She held them both over his stomach so that little arcs of energy leapt from the wands and into his abdominal area. His muscles contracted indicating that it was in fact a stronger jolt than what each wand could deliver on their own.

She moved both of the wands as one across his body causing him to arch his back as more and more of his muscles seemed to contract and relax. Finally she put these away and seemed to be getting close to the main event.

“Ladies and gentleman, the first wands I used are quite powerful and as you can see, our new friend is very relaxed now. The wands are too powerful to use on sensitive areas so I will use my more specifically designed instruments for this next part.”

She picked up two wands that were shorter than the first two she had used. She plugged them into her machine and held them up for the cameras to see. Each of these wands had a 4 inch diameter sphere of glass at the end of them. As soon as she plugged them in the thin part of the wands glowed with the same blue that the first ones had.

They were thin like a drum stick on the bottom and where they ended with the 4 inch spheres the blue glow became 9 or 10 little strands of electricity emanating from the very center of the sphere. It was much like a toy lightning ball. But it behaved much canlı kaçak bahis differently from a lightning ball whenever she placed it near Jacob’s skin.

With the last two wands the electricity came out in small concentrated arcs. With these two the energy seemed to jump out in a more spread out fashion.

“My dear viewers. I will now attempt to stimulate our big friend here. I hope you enjoy this as much as he is going to.”

She brought the spheres on the ends of the wands close together so that the cameras could see the much larger amount of electricity jumping between the two glass balls. She slowly brought them down on either side of Jacob’s hips. Energy played out of each of the spheres and licked across his hips and inner thighs.

Bit by bit she moved the wands closer together so that the little tongues of electricity danced closer and closer to the base of Jacob’s penis.

The whole time she was letting the wands do their thing Jacob was slowly letting his head fall back even more against the table. His mouth was open but no sound seemed to be coming out of him. Underneath his mask his eyes were closed and his face was scrunched into an expression of both pleasure and pain.

Dr. Electrogasm lifted the two wands slowly yet deliberately allowing the electricity to work its way up his shaft. After what seemed like forever she had them high enough that the little worms of energy seemed to be only jumping from the two spheres and into the head of Jacob’s penis.

The cameras zoomed in as their operators noticed his penis was reacting quite a bit to the electricity now. The apple shaped head seemed to bulge and throb and his shaft jerked upwards towards his stomach and back to its normal erect position.

Jacob was now steadily gasping for air and making a slight moaning noise as semen began to dribble ever so slightly out of the tip of his penis. It ran down his shaft to his smoothly shaved pubic area and pooled there in a little silver dollar sized glob.

His head was still stretched back but now out of his mouth came a slight whimpering noise.

“I know what a lot of you are thinking . The good doctor sure made this boy cum quickly. But here is the thing. I didn’t make our friend cum.”

She looked down at Jacob and ran her finger across his chest.

“Did you just have an orgasm?” She asked him.

“I felt like I was having an orgasm from the moment you started doing whatever it was you were doing to my penis.” Jacob managed to say.

“But have I caused you to reach a climax?” she asked looking down at him.

“As good as it feels, it seems like I haven’t really came yet. I don’t want you to stop now. Please keep going.” He asked not really believing what he was saying. He craved whatever it was she had done to him. His penis was now steadily throbbing with the pulse of his heartbeat.

“The odd part about using electro-stimulation on males is that they often ejaculate without even having a full orgasm. The body tells the brain that it cannot handle any more pleasure. Orgasms happen more in the mind than in the body. Yet when my wands are at work the body is convinced that it is reaching a climax before the mind does. Do not worry though folks. We will finish off our friend to the fullest soon enough. I’m sure you are all enjoying the messy results of my high voltage teasing anyway. If you like seeing our friend ejaculate you are about to see the most cum shots any man has had in the span of ten minutes”

The woman known as Dr. Electrogasm pulled a small handkerchief out of her pocket and wiped the trail of semen off of Jacob’s penis. It still stood hard and tall as ever, further proving that he hadn’t actually came yet.

She started the glass spheres low again. Once more the bolts of electricity arced through the air from the spheres and into Jacob’s hard throbbing shaft. This time when she had lifted them high enough for the energy to start dancing across the head of his penis she held them there longer this time. His breathing was loud and heavy as she held the wands in this position.

His shoulders and chest rose and fell. Once again the head of his penis seemed to grow slightly in size and semen began to flow freely from the tip but this time some of it actually shot out in a long rope and landed closer to his belly button. Finally she pulled the wands away again.

“So sensitive.” She said shaking her head. “Either you just have that much inside of you or we are about to drain you dry. At this rate we won’t have anything left over.”

She motioned off camera and the petit red head and the taller girl came walking back into the room. One of them carried a towel that she used to once again wipe off the mess that had come spilling out of Jacob’s penis. The other carried the last and final wand that the Doctor would use for the evening.

Dr. Electrogasm took her time setting up her last wand. This one had a 5 inch diameter glass ring on the end of it with the same thin, drum-stick-like base to it. When she plugged it in and turned it on electricity arced from all around the edges of the ring to one central point in the middle of the ring. She could turn it on and off by pulling a trigger but now she left it off as she placed the center of the ring over Jacob’s penis and moved it all the way down to the base.

I Love Having My Breasts Kissed

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I saw the woman looking at me from across the floor as I polished a piece of merchandise. It gleamed under the lights and I walked slowly along the aisle waiting for a question or possibly a purchase. As I walked towards her she hurried towards me and I tried to judge what sort of person she was.

She was in her late thirties I guessed and she was though of ample figure quite attractive, her breasts thrust out from her jacket ready to push into you. An attractive honest face with a little twinkle in her eyes was my next conclusion as she strode up to me. She smiled at me most becomingly and spoke in a low voice that could almost be seductive.

“Excuse me but do you have something that is like the easy chair over there in burgundy leather,” the sound of her voice thrilled me but kept my professional face on and followed where she pointed to.

Recognising the recliner I smiled and spoke,”Yes we have one out the back perhaps you would like me to show you.”

“Yes thankyou.” As she replied to me she touched my arm with her breasts. I was unsure if she did it deliberately but decided to say nothing.

I signalled another assistant and explained I would be helping out a customer in the storeroom and told them to look after the store as I did so. Then I led the lady through a forest of chairs and couches as we walked into the storeroom. There in the back and far from prying eyes was exactly what she was asking for and I took off the plastic sheet that protected it, once that was done I offered her the seat but to my surprise she said she did not want to sit in it but I should and tell her what it was like.

“It’s for güvenilir bahis my husband and I do want another man’s opinion,” she explained.

“Well it is very comfortable and wide,” I offered a hesitant opinion.

“Would there be enough room for two people together?” she asked.

“I think so.”

“Do you mind if I sit next to you?” she asked shyly.

“Of course not.” I said.

Then as I agreed for her to join me she took off her jacket and sat next to me. I looked at her in shock as she sat next to me since beneath her jacket she was completely naked from the waist up. The sight of her full breasts were shocking and very arousing or perhaps titillating is a better word (if you can excuse the pun) to me and I was struck dumb.

“I hope that you do not mind,” she said,” But I often sit with my husband topless and we cuddle.” As she said the words I could see that she was watching my reaction to her and she jiggled the breasts a little, I wanted her without question and I found I could not draw my eyes away from what she offered me.

As she spoke she settled next to me and no matter where I tried to look my eyes came back to her ample breasts. She had the largest nipples I had ever seen and the nearness of her body was exciting me. As she followed my eyes the woman smiled at me and touched my lips with her fingers. She traced my lips and licked her own lips.

Her fingers dropped to her breasts and she began to pinch and stroke the nipples lovingly forming hard bullets of flesh that I watched with intense enthusiasm as she then squeezed her bosom together. Then trying to look innocent she straddled türkçe bahis my body and pushed a nipple to my lips and spoke again.

“I love my breasts being kissed it makes me cum and cum. You have such lovely full lips, suck on my tits Baby you know you want to.”

Of course she was right I did want to suck on her amazing tits so I opened my mouth and allowed the nipple to enter. It rested on my tongue like a hard nut and I explored it. My hand rose and I began to squeeze the other breast feeling the nipple slip between my fingers as I licked and sucked hard on the other nipple in my mouth. I felt her hands freeing my cock and she stroked it up and down as I suckled on her breasts. If she was pleased her hand would move in fast jerky movements and I felt her squeeze my balls with her other hand.

I think she must have been very experienced at this for she knew how to excite me to the brink of orgasm but stop just before I came. Aroused I sucked and licked all the harder on her tits. She heavily breathed her pleasure and encouraged me to bite into them which I did. She must have cum for I felt her cunt being rubbed up and down my trouser leg as I played with her breasts. I felt the appearance of a trail of wetness as she did so and she would gasp for breath every now and again. How she would talk through our sex play.

“Oh that’s good Baby.”

“Yes suck on it, harder, harder, Harder!!!!”

“Fuck yes, bit me Baby! I love this!”

“OHHH FUCKKKKKK!!!!!!!!!”

I am surprised that no one tried to find us and that they did not hear us but I would not have cared if they had done so. After maybe three and four güvenilir bahis siteleri orgasms she slipped her body away from my mouth and rested her tits heavily against my hard cock. She wrapped the warm flesh about my hard flesh making a tunnel about it and began to rock back and forth masturbating me with the soft pillows of her breasts. Every now and again she would slap my cock with her breasts and I would almost howl with frustration.

As she played with my cock she spoke to me, though perhaps it was more for herself.

“Cum for me Baby. Cum for me. Squirt your cum all over my tits.”

” I want your cum all over my tits!” she squealed as she pushed her breasts along the length of my cock.

God knows how long I lasted perhaps not a long time though it felt like an eternity. Then I felt my balls tighten and cum rush through the tight shaft to burst out onto those lovely amazing breasts. She squeezed each drop of my cum onto the smooth slopes of her tits as I came. I gasped and groaned as she drained me of my cum and then when she was satisfied she pulled the tits to her mouth and sucked each drop off them. Her breasts seemed to move as she lapped at them and she even sucked her own nipples. I felt my cock stir again as she licked my cum off her flesh with a long tongue and a bright gleam in her eyes.

Finished she climbed off me and buttoned her jacket up covering her magnificent tits and with a quick brush down of her skirt she was the respectable woman I had led to the recliner. I climbed out of the chair and as I did up my fly and made myself presentable I asked her my question.

“So will madam wish to buy the chair?”

She laughed at the pomposity of my question and I have to say I smiled as well. However she smiled and accepted that she liked the chair enough to buy it. I led her to the desk outside and finalised a most pleasurable sale.

Jamie – The Journey Begins Ch. 06

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Walking into ‘Checkpoint Charlie’ – cool name for a German beer hall, right? – I kind-of shouted above the music.

“Guys, I booked us a table,” pointing off into the distance.

I had booked one on the way to Sam’s place earlier. Dave and Ty were looking at me surprised, clearly shocked that I had the foresight to book a table…

“Wow, guys. Thanks for the vote of confidence.” I’m not a total airhead, shit!

Pushing our way through the crowd, I was kind of glad I had booked – we would have had no hope of getting a seat otherwise. I had hold of Sam’s hand as we made our way through the crowd. Slowly, we pushed through, loads of ‘Excuse me’ and ‘Sorry’ as we squeezed past.

Finally, we managed to find our way across to the reserved table. Then, our attention turned to booze and loads of it. While we were sorting out who wanted what to drink, I had lifted my hand up Sam’s back, resting on his shoulder. There were a few glances, but no one really cared except for one loud mouth. I shot him a ‘fuck off and die’ look – so did the rest of the people standing around us – and he went quiet.

A few moments later the rest of the gang wandered in. The place was almost jumping. After handshakes and hugs all-round, I grabbed Sam. Nodding towards the bar, we headed back into the crowds, hoping to find the bar.

Eventually, we made it to the clearing around the bar and stared over to the menu boards.

“Hmm… the pizzas look nice, Jamie,” Sam said with a sexy ass smile on his face.

“I like the look of the wings… maybe some smoked ribs, too. What do you think, sexy?”

We exchanged nods and I waved the bartender over. He greeted us with a friendly smile, taking our food order, then moved on to beers.

Sam leaned over, pointing to number-seven on the wall of taps. It was a German wheat beer. Their selection was massive: thirty local and independent breweries, plus a few of their own. I hadn’t tried this beer before, so chimed in for a second, and asked for two samples. Sam nodded with some encouragement.

“You’ll like these, Jamie. I’ve had them before.”

“Oh, you’ve tried these, Sam?”

“Yeah, it was on tap at a function I went to the other week. I’m sure you’ll like it.”

It was like waiting for Grandma to pass the baked ham at Christmas dinner – my mouth was watering. The bartender handed over two small glasses. Sam passed my sampler over and downed his.

“Awesome choice of beer, Sam. WOW!” I shot back with my best 1000W smile.

Sam gave the bartender the thumbs up. “Eight steins and some bombs too, please.” The bartender quickly was back with the first tray. Carefully, I grabbed the tray off the bar. The steins were filled to the absolute brim.

“Sam, see – now I can say, ‘hold my beer – I’ve got this’, and it’s true, ha-ha.”

“You’re such an idiot at times, James Spence, but that’s what I like about you…”

“Aww, Sam,” I poked my tongue out playfully. “James? Am I in trouble?”

Sam just rolled his eyes at me and smiled.

“Thanks, Sam, like you too,” dishing out a cheesy smile.

Heading back through the crowd, Sam and I carried without dropping or seriously spilling two very full trays. It was like reaching paradise. “Fuck! The table, at last.” Sam and I had only just placed the tray’s down when a sea of hands descended on them, leaving a shot and stein each for Sam and me. With steins around the outside and Jägermeister shots in the centre for everyone, this was going to be a big night if we kept this pace up. Oh god, I remember last time we did shit like this. I ended up booking a holiday. Oops.

Come on boys, tonight’s last drinks before I run away,” I said as I held up my beer. “PROST!” all of the boys, and half the bar around us responded.

“Oh yeah, were going to have fun here tonight.”

I am so going to miss these guys – it only feels like I’ve reconnected with them after escaping the wicked witch of the west. Now, I’m skipping out on them. Oh well, it’s only a few months – not like I’m heading off there to live. It’s a holiday, for goodness! I think my Mom is getting into my head.

The food we ordered soon rolled out, before we had finished the first round even. Dave headed up to the bar, ordering the next round, and so started the steady procession of bar trips.

Kelvin and Jack headed up to the bar for the next round. Kelvin came back with a confused look on his face.

“Hey Jamie, they don’t sell beer here, but–“

I stopped Kelv dead.

“Buddy, Germans, Austrians, Swiss, all spell beer with an ‘ie’ not ‘ee’… it’s the same, but tastes a load better.”

“Oh, fuck off, no way, Jamie! I’ve seen that in so many places but never understood it. Those crazy Europeans, ha-ha.”

I burst out laughing, “Kelv, there’s never a dull moment with you around, buddy.”

Kelvin flipped me off and headed back to the bar.

After a few jaunts to the bar, the bar tender started us a tab, so we just got his attention and they started loading up another set güvenilir bahis of trays for us, and a bit more food came out too. I’m not sure who ordered that… I think it was Mike. He’s always got our backs – some food to soak up the booze so we’re not totally wasted and riding in the back of his work car, ha-ha.

The place was just killing it, we were all laughing and talking. The guys are really warming to Sam – he was fitting in well. I might try and ask Gav-Ty to keep Sam company while I’m away… include him in the group chat… doesn’t hurt to expand your friendship circles.

..o0o..

I think after four or so rounds, the music kicked up a notch. There were a few empty reserved tables over to one side. The staff quickly packed them away and an instant dance floor, or space anyway, appeared. The void had filled with people quicker than you could blink.

DJ Harry had kicked the dance music off and the place was absolutely rocking now.

I grabbed Sam’s hand.

“Let’s dance,” I said dragging him toward the dance floor. He didn’t even hesitate. We were off across the room, returning to the table every so often when the music died off a little to replenish our liquids — well beer and see what the gang was up to.

Sam and I had been on the dance floor most of the night mixing with some of the guys plus a few random girls that joined in. Even Mitch, the bartender, joined us for a moment while he was collecting glasses from around the place. There were smiles and laughs ‘a-plenty’ going on. It was a great atmosphere, although a bit of a squeeze, in the small space that had become an instant dance floor.

A slow song came on the remake of an oldie – ‘Sweet Caroline’. It was cheesy, but I swapped ‘Caroline’ for ‘Sam-of-mine’, pulling Sam in for what started as a sneaky kiss, but went for a little longer to a few hoots and cheers. I was becoming somewhat embarrassed from the attention, never been one to draw a crowd, well not intentionally, but not a prude either, I guess.

We must have looked a treat, ha-ha. Both of us soaked in sweat with our tees taking on the sprayed-on look, which was ok: Sam has a sexy-as body and mine wasn’t too bad either, if I do say so myself. I was in the gym at work most days.

Laughing, I whispered into Sam’s ear “were so going to need a shower and change of boxer briefs before bed tonight for sure.”

“Promise, Jamie?” Sam smiled.

“Oh, you can bank on it, Sam,” I replied and started to laugh.

Then I couldn’t believe – out the corner of my eye, there over on one of the side tables, was my shit-head brother deep in conversation with some brunette that I didn’t recognise. Deciding that my family duty was to be a snoop, I grabbed Sam, nodding in Mason’s general direction and raised my eyebrows. We headed over a bit closer, which we managed over a few songs, to where Mason and his ‘guest’ were sitting.

I had leaned forward and nipped Sam on the ear lobe. A small groan escaped my mouth. It sent an electrical wave throughout my body, centring on my crotch, which was now starting to plump up. We were a little lost in our own world for a few moments, finally getting closer to where Mason was. I looked around the people dancing in front of us – gone! I took my eye off him for twenty seconds. Shit – he’s like a ninja!

I looked about, but couldn’t see them. Someone else was sitting at their table now. Crap!

Oh well, not going to waste my night out worrying about that idiot Mason. While I was still craning my head around the place, a warm pair of hands wrapped around my waist, pulling me in in closer.

“Hmm, Sam…”

This guy had the moves – he was smooth on the dance floor. I’m not a bad dancer either, if I do say so myself, and he was bringing out my A-game.

Smiling at each other, our faces only inches apart, I could have been anywhere. I was mesmerised. Clearly Sam was having a blast too. I got rewarded with one of a Sam’s light-up-the-room smiles. I couldn’t help myself. I leaned in, kissing him again, just a soft touch of the lips. I think the beer was starting to kick in and if I weren’t careful, I was going to throw him down right on the dance floor.

A few more songs had rolled on. We were just about to go and get a drink when someone dancing alongside us caught my eye. I’d recognised the back of a head, picked that head out of a crowd… “Mason!”

Sam looked around in the direction I was looking.

Mason is such an idiot: he and the brunette were so caught up in their own little world that they didn’t even see me almost right next to them.

Ok, that sounded familiar, but this is Fuckwad Mason were talking about.

Winking at Sam and gesturing with my head in their direction, Sam’s eyes lit up too when he spotted Mason. “No one is going to believe me that Mason is at it again, Sam.”

“Jamie, I’ve got an idea!”

Like a pro, he pulled out his cell and turned us to take a selfie with them in the background, when, almost on cue, they started a game of tonsil hockey…

Ew, türkçe bahis how could she kiss that? Really!

Sam snapped the pic, it was perfect. You could clearly make out their faces, lip-locked with Sam and me smiling in the foreground.

“Hey Sam, can you please send me that? I’m gonna post that straight on the family chat when I get back to the table.”

He shot me one of those “Really, Jamie?” looks.

“Jamie, what about his wife? You wouldn’t want her to find out like that would you?”

“No! No way. Julie, his wife, is my old high school buddy,” I answered sheepishly.

I felt like a dickhead for a moment. That would suck – it was bad enough last time for Jules. I turned us away from them and we danced on for another song. Then it was time for beer and a catch up with the guys.

We arrived back at the table. Ty nodded to get my attention.

“Jamie, did you see Mason on the dance floor?”

“We did, thanks, Ty.” Wiping my face with my hand, I was sweating like I’d just run 10 flights of stairs in full turnout gear. “You guys too, huh?”

Ty lifted his eyebrows in an uncomfortable grimace. “Kind’a got photos your sister-in-law might be interested in, Jamie.”

“Thanks, Ty, yeah, we snapped them too out there.”

Ty’s face took on a serious look for a moment.

“Ah, no, Jamie,” his face pained as he continued. “I was coming back from the bathroom when the door to the disabled toilet opened. Your brother and his friend were still tidying themselves up when the auto doors gave us an unwanted show.”

I felt an anger rising within me as Ty spoke.

Ty scrunched up his face. “I’m never going to be able to un-see that, plus I snapped a pic of them coming out, looking quite pleased with each other, a few moments later.”

“Thought you might want to let Julie know Mason is up to it again, Jamie. She deserves better than this.”

“In the toilets!” I let out a long breath. “Jesus, Mason, we’re not kids anymore. Toilet hook-ups are… well… not here anyways,” was all I could manage to say.

I could feel my anger rising to the surface. Ty squeezed my shoulder to ground me. It may not have been working, but it did stop me from storming over and slam-tackling Mason and wiping that smug look off his stupid face.

Julie had forgiven him the last time, too. We were friends from High School – her brother, Craig was one of my best friends. That’s how she met Mason. She’s way too good for him! Clearly, she married the wrong brother, ha. But we were, and are, great friends, so nothing romantic was going to happen.

The last time he, Mason, did this to Julie, I found out at the local dry cleaners, a local hot spot for gossip, and Mrs. Creeley, the owner, couldn’t wait to tell me what my big brother was up to. “That poor wife of his, Julie, deserves so much better, James.”

Like I could control what he did – that was for Mom and Steph to do. “She should have married you, dear,'” Mrs. Creeley ended the message with – like it was going to soften the blow, really. I was gobsmacked. Mrs. Creeley had got one on me that time.

When I laid eyes on Mason at the family dinner a few days later, I took him down out front on the veranda at Mom and Dad’s. It was a sweet sack: I nailed him like a pro line-backer. Mason had some trouble taking deep breaths for a while.

Clearly, it wasn’t enough. Think I’d better talk to Julie – she deserves to know this before it spreads around town like last time when she was blind-sided. Sam came over and wrapped his arm around my waist. I pulled him in and gave him a kiss.

“Hmm… you taste so good, Sam. Think we should head home soon, yeah?”

It had been a fantastic night. Almost on cue, the DJ called for last drinks. The boys all made a bee line for the bar. We ended up with 4 trays of steins and about 10 shots.

“Ok, boys – big finish.” I raised my stein and we all shouted “Prost!”

I gave up about half way through the run. There were a few guys standing behind us that had finished their drinks, so I offered them some too.

“There was no way in hell we were going to finish these and live,” I slurred pointing to the two trays still untouched. They happily joined in and our drinking circle, which just got bigger by ten, rounded off a good night for all.

Those drinks had made both Sam and me — well, mostly me I think – a little wobbly on my feet. I needed some fresh air. With all the thoughts flooding around my mind about Mason and Julie, I needed to walk for a bit to clear my head. I somehow explained this to Sam in half-drunken English or something resembling it, but offered to put him in a cab or Uber home.

“No way, Jamie. I’m up for a walk. Plus, if you’re going on a drunken spending spree like last time, I want in,” he said, laughing away.

I kissed him lightly on the cheek. “You’re so nice, Boo.”

The cool air outside smacked us in the face as we left the bar. It wasn’t too bad, I thought. The guys were all saying goodbye to each other güvenilir bahis siteleri and our new drinking buddies. Sam and I said our goodbyes and headed for home on foot. The guys were all huddled around out the front of the bar. Facebook messages and friend requests were flying about.

..o0o..

We had walked along for a few kilometres, just chatting about nothing, but everything really, until I noticed Sam had gone quiet. I looked sideways at him. He was silently shivering while walking along.

“Shit, Sam! Why didn’t you say you were cold?”

“Look at you, Jamie — you’re shivering too.”

I’d been so caught up in thinking about Julie, Mason, Mom and Dad, that I had not even noticed I was cold too. I spotted a covered bus shelter. “Come on over here” I indicated while walking over to the stop and pulling Sam against me to warm him up. While we were shivering against each other, I fished out my cell and called Uber-Vince.

Our saviour in a GM Caprice arrived quickly. We dived into the back and pulled the door shut.

“What are you guys doing walking? It’s freezing outside.” Vince looked at us with concern etched into his face. “Boys, this the first cold night since last winter, the radio was saying.” Vince turned the heat up full in the back for us. “There you go, boys.”

“Thanks, Vince,” we replied in unison. I’m not sure if the trip was fast, or the warmth or booze made me drift off, but before I knew it, Vince had us pulling up at Sam’s.

“Thanks, Vince,” I reached into the front and shook his hand.

“No worries, boys. Remember to tell your friends, ok?”

“For sure, Vince, for sure.”

Climbing out the door and closing it behind me, I looked for Sam. He’d sprinted — well, it looked more like speed-walking, as he was a bit uncoordinated heading to the front door.

Sam was now hopping up and down as I was walking across the slippery lawn, trying not to fall ass over – my excuse was there was a heavy frost starting, but he was clearly getting impatient waiting for me.

“Hurry up, Spence! I’ve just got warm.”

We fell in the front door, making a beeline to the master bathroom. I’ve not often stripped off my clothes that fast when it didn’t involve sex, but I think I set a land-speed record tonight.

Sam cranked the hot water on in the shower, filling the room with steam and warmth quickly. We both slipped into the warmth of the shower, facing each other, intertwining our legs, with our arms draped lazily on each other’s hips. It was a nice long hot shower.

..o0o..

I woke the next morning my mind was full of my ass-of-a-brother and his newest “mistake”, as he put it last time. I need to talk to Julie and tell her what’s going on.

This will absolutely get out like always and some random person saying “I thought you should know” drops her in it again. It’s going to really hurt Julie, really hurt badly I think. Reaching down on the floor, fumbling around for my jeans in the early light slowly filling Sam’s room. I finally found my cell phone without falling out of the bed and sent Julie a message.

Me: Hey Jules, want to have brunch at Café 47? My treat?

My cell buzzed a few moments later.

Julie: Jesus Jamie, what got you up so early? Oh wait, don’t answer that – Ew! I bet you’re with Sam? His place, right? Anyway, love to meet you at 11am, Jules.

I took a deep breath, I know I have to but it’s not going to be fun. I replied with a neutral message.

Me: great Jules, see you then J.

With the crappy stuff out of the way for a while, my attention turned to the hot man in bed next to me. Hmm, best I wake him up.

“Hey Sam,” I purred as I laid kisses along his shoulder, collarbone, and neck.

“Hmmm… I like the way you wake me up, Jamie.” Sam rolled over to face me in bed. “I’m working today, so no hour-long session this morning, Mr. Spence. How about you join me in the shower?” he said while yawning awake.

“Well, Sam, I’d like to lay in bed with you for hours, but I guess a shower will do,” I said with an eyebrow wiggle to go with it.

“But, before we do…” I leaned in kissing Sam, with the softest kiss, just touching his soft lips.

His eyes flew open fully, with a mix of surprise, passion and something else I couldn’t quite make out. Our kiss quickly deepened, I rolled on top. I held his head in my hands while our tongues danced, exploring each other, sinking deeper and deeper into our own world, where all there was just us.

Slowly, I pulled back, finally breaking our kiss. “Ok Sam, it’s now or never. If we don’t move to the shower, I can’t be held responsible for what happens to the next hour.”

I slid out of the bed, turning side on and swept Sam up into my arms. I’d caught Sam by surprise, clearly.

Yelp! “Oh my god, Jamie! Did they teach you that at Fireman school or something? That’s a pretty cool trick.”

“They teach us lots of things, but I’ve got some other talents I’d like to show you.”

Crossing the floor into the master bathroom, I kicked the door closed behind us with my foot. I let Sam down on his feet so he could set the shower to his liking. I was easy going with the temperature, but Sam was quite precise I’d learned in the few showers we’d taken together.

Basketball Diaries Ch. 03

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Joey dropped her backpack on the nearest bench, and turned on the water. “Aieee!” she screamed, as the blast of ice-cold water sprayed against her naked body. She grabbed some leftover soap and lathered herself up. She had to work quickly. She had to get back to her own school before practice started. If she missed it, she would have to sit out the next game.

Just then, Joey heard the sound of two boys talking loudly to each other as they came into the locker room. What the fuck is going on?! They were early! The bell hadn’t even rung yet!

Joey rushed to rinse herself off. The last thing she wanted right now was to get caught naked in the boy’s locker room. Not just because she was afraid of what might happen to her, but because she didn’t want Kevin to find out that she had interceded on his behalf.

The two boys were standing at their lockers, separated from the shower area by a few empty rows of lockers. Joey quickly turned off the water and grabbed her backpack. She didn’t know if they would come check to see who was taking a shower, or not, but she didn’t want to find out. Sure enough, it happened.

“Hey!” one of the boys yelled out. “Who’s in here? Stop beating yourself off in the shower!” he joked.

Joey froze. She couldn’t answer him, and there wasn’t time to get dressed. She knew that he would come investigate the showers when he failed to get an answer. Looking around the locker room, Joey’s eyes caught sight of an empty full-length locker nearby. From the looks of it, the handle had been broken off, so it had not been claimed by anyone. She padded over to the locker and slipped inside. Her heart skipped at the loud squeaky noise the rusty hinges on the door made, but she hoped that once the door was closed, it would be impossible to tell which locker had made the noise.

Joey peeked out through the thin iron slits in the locker door, and watched as a boy walked into the shower room. He looked around, puzzled, when he saw that there was no one there. “Hey!” he called out. “There’s no one here!”

Joey’s heart had skipped a beat. She initially thought he was talking to her. She held her breath, and hoped that he would go away.

“He was probably scared you were going to jump him,” his friend answered.

“Fuck you!” the boy yelled, turning around to walk back to his locker.

“Oh, no you don’t!” his friend called out. “Let’s just be friends, okay?!”

“Fuck you!” the boy repeated, as his friend laughed hysterically at his own joke.

Just then the bell sounded and the noise of bodies filled the halls. Oh shit! Joey thought. Now I’m stuck here until everyone leaves for practice. In a flash, the halls were filled with teenagers, going this way and that, scattering on their way home, to the mall, to their after-school activities. To the school gym.

A few minutes after the bell rang, the locker room began to swell with activity. A flurry of senior boys swarmed inside the once empty space, each finding his locker, and stuffing it full of books, backpacks, and various electronics. Joey gazed out from her hiding place, staring at each of the young men, as they casually undressed down to their underwear.

Even though most of these boys were athletic by nature, she was amazed at the wide variety of body types, and the size of their respective packages. Never would she have imagined that certain boys would sport such large bulges in their under shorts, even while flaccid.

As she stood there, still dripping wet from her shower, which had been abruptly cut short, peering out through the slits in the door, she became increasingly conscious of the fact that she was completely naked in a room full of nearly naked boys. She imagined herself as the fox in an English foxhunt, hiding out from a full battery of hounds.

Except, she had to admit, there was a part of her that half-wanted to be found. The thought of being surrounded by all those boys, each parading a hard cock as they circled around her, was extremely exciting. She fantasized about grabbing them, stroking them, slipping them into her mouth, one-at-a-time, as the other boys looked on jealously. She fantasized about laying on her back on one of the long wooden benches, her legs spread and mouth open. One boy standing between her legs fucking her, and two more standing on each side of her head, as she alternated between taking them into her mouth. Two others stood at her sides, jerking themselves off and cumming all over her stomach. A crowd of others stood behind the first ones up, and stroked themselves, as they craned their necks for a peek of the action, while they waited their turns in line.

“Oh gawd,” she whispered breathlessly. Her right hand was stroking her pussy, and her left hand was tugging on her nipples, twisting the soft flesh between her fingers. She slipped her güvenilir bahis middle finger into her slit and was surprised to see how slick and warm she already was. She sank another finger into her cunt, smiling to herself as she pushed her fingers in deep.

Joey’s mind flashed back to Coach’s attempt to get her to fist herself. She had to smile. It was a valiant effort, and now that Joey knew that she could take four fingers and the tip of her thumb inside her, she realized that it was probably only a matter of time until she tried to go “all the way”. She slipped a third finger inside of her pussy, and thought about Coach’s finger in her ass as he took her from behind. It felt sooo good, she thought to herself. She loved the feeling of having both holes filled at the same time.

Joey slowly bent her legs, keeping her back straight, so as not to push open the unlatched locker room door, and reached inside her backpack. After fumbling around with its contents, Joey finally fished out her lavender velvet bag. Standing upright again, she opened the drawstring, and pulled out an eight inch silver dildo. She had brought it just in case she needed to entice Coach. Even though she didn’t need to use it then, she was glad she had it now. It could be a long wait, she thought, might as well make the best of it.

Joey turned sideways in the cramped locker, giving her the most room to spread her legs apart. She turned on the vibrating function by twisting a knob in the base of the tool, and then reached down between her thighs, aiming it at her ass.

But just then, she had second thoughts. What the heck am I doing? she thought. I’m not going to shove this huge thing in my ass! She shook her head from side to side, glad to have stopped herself before it was too late, and somewhat amused at herself.

“Hey, Kevin!” a voice called out, startling Joey back to reality. “Happy birthday!”

“Thanks, Danny” Kevin called back, somewhat skeptically..

“What are you gonna do tonight? Any chance of getting laid?” Danny asked.

“Nah, I’ll probably just end up at home,” he answered, “Dinner with the folks.”

“Yeah, you know Kevin,” a snide voice interrupted. Joey peered out again. It was the same boy who had nearly caught her earlier. “He’s gay. He doesn’t like girls,” he taunted. “Even if he could get laid, he wouldn’t.” The boy turned around and announced loudly, “Look out boys! Kevin’s here! Don’t drop the soap in the shower!”

“Hey, lay off,” Kevin said, getting upset.

“What are you gonna do, get your boyfriend to beat me up?” was the response.

“No, I’d kick your ass myself,” Kevin said, walking over to where the boy was standing. “If it weren’t for the Coach telling me I’m on thin ice, already, you’d be dead meat.”

“Speaking of dead meat,” the boy retorted, backing away, somewhat intimidated, “I hear that’s what the girls call your dick….dead meat!”

“Fuck you,” Kevin chastised him.

“Fuck yourself,” the boy retorted, “Just like tonight, and every other night. Just you and your fist, beating the night away.” The boy changed into his shorts and a smelly shirt. “You couldn’t get laid in a crack whore house!”

“As a matter of fact,” Kevin heard himself saying, but unable to stop himself, “I got laid last night.”

“Bullshit,” the boy said, taking a seat on the bench in front of his locker.

“No, it’s true,” Kevin said. “To tell you the truth, I couldn’t believe it myself. This girl was absolutely gorgeous. Way out of my league.”

“What happened?” Danny asked, eager to hear the details.

“I was out shooting some baskets, and she came by. Turns out she can really play. So we played a little one-on-one, and then, one thing lead to another, and the next thing you know, we’re going at it! It was incredible. Best night of my life.”

“Bullshit,” the boy repeated. “If you’re telling the truth, then why aren’t you going to see her again tonight?”

“Like I said,” Kevin exhorted, “She was way out of my league. I’m pretty sure it was a one-time deal.”

“Aww, you’re so full of shit, Kevin. I’ll bet you a hundred bucks that it didn’t happen.”

“I wouldn’t if I were you,” he replied, “I’m telling you the truth.”

“Bullshit,” he said again, his pride on the line. “Make it five hundred. I bet you five hundred bucks it never happened.”

“Okay, Kevin said rhetorically, “but how do you expect me to prove it?”

“See?” the boy challenged, “you’re full of shit. Pay up.”

“No, I’m telling you the truth. You pay up.”

“Where’s your proof?” the boy demanded. “If you want your money, show me your proof…”

Just then, Joey summoned up her courage, and pushed open the door. “Here’s your proof,” she announced.

All heads turned to look at her. They couldn’t believe what they were seeing. There was a beautiful girl, completely naked, standing in the middle of the locker room.

Joey sauntered slowly towards Kevin and the other boy. “Hi, Kevin,” she said, smiling at him. “I wanted to surprise türkçe bahis you when you were alone in the shower, but it sounded like this asshole needed to be taught a lesson.”

A crowd quickly gathered. Joey watched them out of the corner of her eyes. She was nervous that things might get out of hand, but she also knew that Coach’s office was just around the corner, within screaming distance.

Joey waked up to Kevin and gave him a deep, sensual kiss, holding his chin with her hand, as she pressed her body up against his. “Happy birthday,” she whispered.

Joey turned around and stood with her back pressed up against him, more for protection, than anything else. “Now,” she said, “who’s the asshole who’s got my money?”

The locker room erupted with laughter and howls, but the boy remained defiant. “That doesn’t prove anything,” he said, “You two could’ve set me up. This doesn’t prove you fucked him last night.”

Joey expected him to say that. She pulled Kevin’s arms around her chest, wrapping herself in them, as she directed his hands to her breasts. “You mean to tell me, you see a naked girl standing in the middle of the boys locker room, and you’re still not going to pay up?” She looked over her shoulder at Kevin, then looked back at the boy. “What do I gotta do, fuck him right here?”

The place erupted even louder. “Danny,” Joey said to Kevin’s meek friend, “Would you please go lock the doors?” Then she turned to look at Kevin over her shoulder. “Is it okay with you?” she asked.

“Are you sure you want to do this?” he asked her softly in her ear. “You don’t have to. I can get us out of here.”

She smiled at him, and snuggled deeply in his arms. It felt good to be offered his protection. “This is what I came for, isn’t it?” she said, turning around to face him. “Maybe not quite like this, but you know I don’t mind if someone watches us.”

Joey slipped her thumbs into the waistband of his shorts. Dropping to her knees in front of him, Joey took his cock in her left hand. She sucked on the side of his shaft, putting on a show for the crowd that had gathered to watch.

Kevin groaned when she finally wrapped her lips around his cock head and took him into her mouth. She slowly took him deep into her throat, getting his shaft wet with her warm saliva. The crowd cheered. Joey retreated and let Kevin’s cock slide out of her mouth with a loud “pop”. She looked around the gym, and saw that most of the guys were sporting bulges in their shorts and underwear. Some had their hands inside their waistbands.

Joey looked at one boy who had a huge, uncomfortable looking bulge in his shorts, and smiled at him. She jerked her head upward in his direction, signaling him to take it out. She knew that if she chose someone with a large cock, he wouldn’t be ashamed to show it off. She was right. The boy dropped his waistband, and let his erect cock spring out.

Joey smiled and winked at him, then continued lathing Kevin’s balls, before running her tongue up the length of his shaft, and then finally taking him inside her mouth again. Joey looked at the crowd out of the corner of her eyes. She was pleased, and excited to see that a number of other boys had followed suit, and had taken out their cocks as well.

Joey stood up and turned around, walking away from Kevin and the rest of the group, and towards her former hide-out. She looked over her shoulder at the dumbfounded gathering, and curled a single finger at Kevin, signaling him to follow her.

As Kevin stepped forward to follow her, Joey reached back into her open backpack and pulled out her 8-inch silver vibrating dildo. It sparkled and gleamed in the overhead lighting. The room grew breathlessly quiet, as each of the bug-eyed boys followed close behind Kevin.

Joey turned to look over her shoulder at the massing crowd, and laughed, throwing her long hair over her shoulder onto her back. Joey walked forward into the shower room and took her place under the center nozzle on the right wall.

Joey turned on the water, and shrieked with laughter as the cold blast of water hit her naked body. Joey dipped her head under the heavy stream, soaking her hair, as she laughed loudly, thoroughly enjoying the rapt attention of so many young men.

Joey turned the stream of water lower, and grabbed the bar of soap, exchanging it for her silver dildo, which she left on the soap tray. She turned to the crowd and announced, “Anyone want to join me in a shower?”

As the crowed moved forward, Joey held up her hand, and said, “Wait!” She was smiling at the group. “If you want to join me, you need to lose your clothes.” She paused. “And,” she added, “you need to get Kevin’s permission. After all,” she said, “I’m here for him, not you guys!”

Joey began soaping herself up as the crowd of boys gathered around Kevin, each asking his permission to take a shower with his girlfriend. Kevin couldn’t believe what was happening. Neither could Joey. She smiled and handed the bar of soap to the first boy that made his way towards güvenilir bahis siteleri her. She laughed and giggled as each pair of hands made contact with her bare skin, rubbing and caressing every inch of her body.

There were hands on her stomach, on her chest, caressing her breasts and exciting her hard nipples. The boys were reluctant at first to touch her below the waist, but things quickly changed as the first pair of hands began to caress her ass. Soon, there were hands slipping between her thighs, the sides of their hands sliding against her cleft. She had to remind them to be gentle, and not to penetrate her, and they obeyed for the most part.

Kevin played bouncer, and pulled away those who he thought were getting a little too aggressive. Once removed, the boys stood on the outside edge of the circle that had formed around the shower stall, beating their sticks, along with the others.

Those lucky enough to touch Joey in a favorable way were rewarded with a quick hand job, as her soapy hands reached down to grip and stroke two cocks at a time. She thrilled at the feel of no less than eight hard cocks brushing up against her ass and thighs.

She could sense that the boys were growing restless, but she hadn’t yet decided how far she was willing to take things. Getting naked and felt up by a dozen guys was one thing, but getting gangbanged was altogether different.

In an effort to relieve her own building desire, Joey reached out and grabbed her silver dildo. Reaching between her legs, Joey slid the tool inside her quivering hole. It felt good. But when she twisted the base, and set it to work buzzing away happily between her legs, it felt better. Much better. Joey leaned forward and braced herself against the wall with her left hand, as her right hand slid the silver shaft in and out of her wet pussy.

She gasped in a mixture of fear and excitement when she felt an unknown hand ease hers away from the base of her pocket rocket, and assume control. She spread her legs, pressed her ass backwards, and put both hands on the tiled wall in front of her, as hand after hand assumed control of the vibrating dildo, each applying a different technique as they fucked the tool in and out of her. Some drove it deep, burying the vibrating tip far within her vaginal walls, while other stroked it inside her as they twisted the tool in their hands.

“Oh fuck,” she groaned, as the water from the shower head cascaded down her body, running down her long legs, and dripping from the very tips of her nipples. Joey rested her head on the tiled wall and ferociously stroked her clit as the countless strangers fucked her from behind with her own vibrator.

Just then, Joey heard a loud roar. Before she knew what was happening, she felt the distinct presence of someone’s head between her legs. Whoever it was, had sat himself on the tiled floor underneath her spread legs, and had his head buried between her thighs. But before Joey could protest, she felt the boy’s lips wrap around her pussy as his hands gripped her asscheeks. It felt so wonderful that Joey couldn’t bring herself to put a stop to it.

She moaned with pleasure and hunched against the mysterious boy’s face, as his tongue snaked out and began strumming on her erect clit. Ohmygosh! she thought, as her jaw dropped open, I’m going to cum! Without thinking, Joey reached behind her with her right hand and grabbed the silver dildo from the boy’s hand. With her left hand, Joey pressed the boy’s face into her pussy, as she angled the dildo and shoved it deep inside her ass.

There was a round of uncomfortable cheers as the crowd looked on nervously, not quite believing what they were seeing. Some were afraid of cheering loudly, lest they forever be labeled as deviant, or worse yet, a homosexual.

“Oh fuck!” she screamed. Part of her felt like she was going to shit. Luckily, she had skipped breakfast and lunch, and hadn’t eaten anything since the night before. It would have been embarrassing to shit all over the anonymous young man who was eating her snatch and driving her to such heights of ecstasy.

But the rest of her had never felt so good before. The boy between her thighs was twisting her clit between his lips as she twisted the dildo in her tight ass. Just then, her body grew tense and rigid as she fought to keep her balance, while her body began her orgasm.

Joey ground her cunt onto the boy’s face, as she came hard, whimpering audibly. She was amazed that the boy didn’t drown from the combination of her cunt juices and the water from the shower streaming down her taught stomach. This time there was a loud round of cheers from the crowd, as they recognized that Joey was having an orgasm, flowing her sweet nectar down their friend’s throat.

When she had finished cumming, she removed the dildo from her ass, and looked down between her legs. She saw her phantom lover for the first time. It was her brother! She looked down at him, completely shocked and dumbfounded. What was he doing here?! her mind screamed. He doesn’t play sports! He shouldn’t be here! I can’t believe he just went down on me! But then, her mind flashed on the tingling sensation slowly waning between her thighs. I can’t believe he was so good! she thought. Who taught him how to do that!