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The first part of this story is in the ‘Loving Wives’ section but as it upset all those readers either looking for vanilla romance or revenge stories I am posting part two here. If you are offended by husbands and wives enjoying sex with others then do not read this fictional story.

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I woke in the early hours with the thin light of pre dawn just about illuminating the room. It took some seconds to orientate myself and to realise that the sleeping form next to me was not Sara but Ingar. I left the room to use the toilet and then wandered into the living room area where I found Sara dressed and staring out of the window.

‘Lets go,’ she said.

We returned to our own room in silence and went to bed and slept. Later when we woke little was said. We both had hangovers and certainly I felt quite fragile. We ate breakfast in silence and deep in thought. I could not quite work out my reactions to the past two days’ events. I had really enjoyed myself and had been very excited but there was the underlying doubt and guilt about what we had done. Gazing at Sara’s face I wondered about her unfaithfulness and my unfaithfulness with Ingar. I knew that I loved Sara but now I was pondering whether she really loved me and was she questioning why I had encouraged her and how did she interpret it. I was unable find a way of raising these issues and sat there methodically sipping my coffee.

I imagined that similar thoughts were going through Sara’s head as she was abnormally quiet and avoided eye contact with me.

We went for a walk outside the hotel complex in the surrounding wild scrubland and it was Sara who eventually raised the subject.

‘We shouldn’t do that again.’ I remained quiet not knowing what to say.

‘It’s wrong and it will effect us.’

‘How do you think?’ I eventually answered.

‘I couldn’t bear to loose you and if you sleep around you will find someone else.’

‘The same applies to you. I’ve only done it one night but you have done it twice,’ I said defensively revealing my existing sense of guilt.

‘Yes, but you encouraged me, you could have stopped it and none of them could replace you.’ Her voice had a pleading quality to it which only heightened the sense that I had unleashed some awful genie which would not easily fit back into the bottle.

‘We both enjoyed it. I did and you appeared to be lapping it up.’ As the words came out I then only then realised the dreadful choice of words.

We fell silent again. She grasped my hand and we continued walking with Sara squeezing it every so often and occasionally giving me little kisses on my cheek. Suddenly she burst into tears.

‘I don’t know how to handle it. I love you and I don’t want to loose you and I was jealous of you with Ingar and its all so dirty and wrong,’ she said in a single gush.

I had to reassure her. ‘I love you and nothing will take me apart from you. You’re my wife and you are the most beautiful woman in the world. Ingar isn’t the half of you. No one is.’ I continued, ‘We won’t do it again and we will avoid Tage and Ingar and we’ll treat this as just some aberrant holiday fling.’ Sara looked relieved.

‘It was hot though wasn’t it,’, she smiled playfully.

‘Yes it was very hot and exciting.’ I replied.

‘So it might happen again, mighten it? Even if we didn’t really want it to it might just happen? I mean if it was bad for us you would stop it wouldn’t you?’

‘I would always stop anything bad happening to you,’ I quickly responded thinking about the possibilities which might open up.

The rest of the day we spent away from the hotel so that we could avoid Tage and Ingar. Our time was taken up with typical mundane holiday activities. Some sight seeing, the odd drink in a bar and eating in restaurants.

There had though been a change between us. It was if we were on our honeymoon again behaving like two new lovers who had just found each other. Sara would come up to me and hold my hand or put her arm around my waist and I would be doing the same. We would kiss whether there was an excuse or not reveling in each others company.

That night we both seemed to be extremely horny, kissing cuddling and tarsus escort making love or lying side by side stroking each other’s bodies until sleep overtook us.

The next day we spent time around one of the pool areas chosen to avoid running into Tage and Ingar. It was uneventful except that we met up with Louise.

Louise was a lot like Sara. She said that she was nineteen but her body was more delicate and her demeanour appeared to more like someone who was younger. It was Sara who had met her first when she had gone to get some ice cream. She and Louise returned together as Sara had offered to lend her some English magazines. The two of them chatted most of the afternoon about fashion, celebrities and whatever else women talk about with each other. I concentrated on my book with the occasional dip in the pool.

Back in the room in the evening Sara announced that she had agreed that we would go to a night club with Louise. Although Sara had not consulted me I was happy to go along with the plans. Sara got dressed but unlike the previous evening when she had chosen simple but sexy outfits tonight she was dressed to kill. She had a short red flared skirt with black nylons and high heels, bare midriff, and a skimpy black blouse without a bra underneath. She looked extremely sexy and the thought crossed my mind that I should rip her clothes off immediately and make love to her.

‘A bit over the top?’ I suggested.

‘Don’t you like me like this,’ she replied and felt the front of my trousers. She could feel the lust building up in me.

‘I love you like that but you could give people the wrong impression.’

Sara pouted and sulked for a moment or two.

‘O.K. we’ll call it off. I tell Louise that you don’t want us to go and we will spend the evening here.’

‘No it’s not that we shouldn’t go I just think that you should cover yourself up a bit more. The locals are probably more conservative than at home.’

‘Well I’m not changing again. We either go with me like this or we don’t go.’

We went.

We met up with Louise in the hotel lobby. I thought crossed my mind that there was some sort of conspiracy as Louise was very similarly dressed but although she had black stocking and high heels, she had a short white flared skirt and white skimpy blouse. I could not tell whether she was wearing a bra but I doubted it.

‘Is anyone coming with you?’ I asked Louise expecting a boyfriend to be with her.

‘No silly, Louse is on the pull, that why we are going with her,’ Sara revealed. Louise blushed and giggled and turned away from me as though she was embarrassed.

The night club was more like an open air beach bar with music. We found a table and when I returned with drinks I found that there were two lads already at the table chatting up the girls. I was initially a bit hostile to them but then Sara took me off to the dance floor.

‘Don’t be so stand offish with the boys. They there so that Louise can have some fun so give her a chance.’

Sara had a point and as the evening progressed we all chatted together. The lads turned out to be good company. Ilipe and Juan spoke English well and we found we had a lot in common. We all did a lot of dancing and the jugs of wine seemed never to empty no matter how much we drank. Everyone was having a good time. When I was not dancing I loved watching Sara. She was the prettiest woman in the club and whenever she did a twirl her little dress would flare up revealing the full extent of her long legs. I particularly like seeing her revealing the naked flesh between the top of her nylon hold-ups and her little black panties.

At some point I was dancing a slow number with Louise. Her arms were draped around my neck as much to maintain her balance as anything else. My arms were around her back and I could feel how vulnerable her elfin body felt. She smelt beautiful. It was not the fragrance of a perfume but there was a sweet human musky aroma which pervaded her presence. I took deep breathes trying to capture as much of it as I could luxuriating in its stimulating sensuality. I was gently running my hands up and down her back in time to the music and I could feel tatvan escort my cock trying to escape its confines. I had the impression that she was pushing her body into mine and holding me more tightly. I was sure she could feel the desire emanating from my crutch. I felt awkward and we soon returned to the table to refresh ourselves.

Louise was sitting between Juan and me and I could not help but look down at her legs. Her skirt had ridden up and I could see the naked skin above her hold-up stockings. I found it strangely erotic. I had seen her earlier in the day in her bikini and she had far more flesh exposed then. In this context there was somehow a titillating promise of more. I thought that she had beautiful legs and at that moment I wanted to run my hand up her thighs. Juan was thinking the same and did place his hand on her leg. She brushed it aside and giggled and then turned to me and asked me to dance again.

We danced close together and found ourselves by Sara and Ilipe also dancing intimately. Sara was draped around Ilipe and he had his hands under her skirt massaging her ass cheeks.

‘Sara is doing well, I wouldn’t mind some of that,’ Louise whispered to me and then she uncurled herself from me and tapped Ilipe on the shoulder. Ilipe smiled and passed Sara to me and wrapped himself around Louise.

‘God I’m so hot,’ Sara said as she nuzzled into my shoulder, ‘You seem be getting on well with Louise, you fancy her don’t you?’ She looked up at me and rather than reply I kissed her energetically.

‘Lets leave and make love.’

‘I’ll go and check out Sara.’

After a brief chat with Louise, Sara returned.

‘Ilipe and Juan have invited us back to their place and Louise wants to go and I did promise her that I wouldn’t leave her by herself.’ Resignedly I agreed and we all left.

Ilipe and Juan had a small flat outside the resort which backed out onto the beach. They put on some quiet and slow music and dancing began again. This time Louise was dancing with Juan and Sara with me.

Sara and I were both hot, we were not so much dancing as feeling each other up in a standing vertical position.

‘Lets go somewhere more private,’ I said.

‘Soon lover,’ Sara replied, ‘but we have to wait for when Louise is ready. We can’t leave her here by herself.’

We disentangled and Sara went across and talked to Louise. I was surprised when Sara then began dancing with Ilipe. Louise came across to me and said,

‘Lets just stay a bit longer I’ll make it worth your wile, pretty please?’ She bent down and gave me a kiss and I could hardly refuse and be seen as a party pooper.

Louise then went and pulled Juan onto the dance floor. I watched them all dance and looked forward to Sara doing a twirl. But when I was rewarded I did not see that lovely gap between the stockings and her panties instead I saw that she had lost her panties and was completely exposed. I tried to think when she might have lost them and why.

Juan was enfolded around Louise and had his hands up the back of her skirt. I could see that she too had beautiful legs now that Juan had raised her skirt and was massaging her with his hands inside her panties. He began to slowly lower them and Louise did not do anything to stop him.

Sara saw what was happening and came and kneeled in front of me.

‘We should let Louise have her fun for a bit. Are you getting inpatient?’ She placed her hand on my crutch and felt my erection underneath. ‘I’ll have to do something about that!’

She unzipped my trousers and released my cock and lowered her month over it whilst looking lovingly into my eyes. Sara has always given good blow jobs and this time was no exception. Her gentle tongue and lip caresses brought me to a full erection and I was beginning to enjoy it immensely. When Ilipe came and stood behind Sara I felt helpless with desire. I watched as with one hand he caressed under Sara’s skirt and with the other unzipped his trousers and brought out his cock. He wasted no time in thrusting it into Sara’s pussy. Her body was driven forward pushing her mouth further down my cock and I watched her eyes widen in either surprise or pleasure. tavşanlı escort Ilipe became vigorous, driving his cock in and out of Sara and she was responding clenching her mouth strongly around my cock. I could feel the vibrations of Sara’s moans through my penis and realised that she was fast approaching an orgasm. Somehow we all came at about the same time but Sara was not able to swallow my sperm which spilt out on her face. Ilipe withdrew and moved off towards Louse and Juan. Sara climbed into my lap and began covering my face with small kisses.

‘I love you so much, you are such a wonderful husband. I am so proud of you.’

She snuggled into me whilst I watched Ilipe help Juan take Louise’s clothes off. It was a beautiful sight as Louise just stood there as if attended by servants disrobing her. They removed her clothing item by item, slowed down by their need to kiss and stoke each area of new exposed area of flesh. She did nothing to help them but reveled in the sensations she was clearly experiencing. Small shivers would rack her body and when she needed to lift her legs she had to get support from one or other of them. Eventually she was laid on the floor and she parted her legs and bent her knees. Ilipe was the first placing his head between her thighs securing his mouth to her pussy. Louise soon began to writhe and buck her hips whilst holding Ilipe’s head to her. Ilipe disengaged and he was replaced by the now naked Juan and Louise eagerly guided Juan into her. Louise was enthusiastic and clamped her legs around Juan’s back and shouting encouraging words. She reached out for Ilipe’s cock and nibbled and sucked on it, trying to arouse it.

Watching Louise orgasm after orgasm was very arousing. After Juan ejaculated and withdrew it was apparent that Louise was still in a state of heightened excitement. Sara pulled me up by my penis and led me across the room with my trousers around my knees to Louise.

‘Fuck her, you fancy her like hell, so do it.’

I didn’t resist. I entered her and she raised her hips and matched me stroke by stoke. I noticed the difference in feel and smell between her and Sara. The indefinable difference was particularly electrifying. The novelty of intimacy with someone different exaggerated all the sensations my body was experiencing. Normally I would ejaculate fairly quickly but now I was in a continuous state of arousal and felt I could continue for ever with her slight body pushing up to mine with unexpected strength.

Sara was now beside us, she had lost her blouse but still had her skirt around her hips and Ilipe was now fucking her again. He and I developed the same rhythm and I was able to alternate between looking at Sara’s and Louise’s faces. Louise had her eyes closed and was lost in her feelings but Sara had her eyes open and was looking and smiling at me. At some point she raised her hand and pulled my face to hers and kissed me before surrendering again to Ilipe’s administrations.

Louise gripped me tightly and screamed as her final orgasm racked her body sending me over the edge with my eventual ejaculation. She and I then lay watching Sara and Ilipe reach their climax.

We men were spent, Juan was already sleeping and Ilipe had settled down in a chair and looked as if he was dozing off. I had difficulty in keeping my eyes open despite the spectacle next to me of Louise and Sara caressing each other.

I was unsure of what occurred after that. The events may have been real or dreams but at some stage I think I woke to the sound of Juan and Sara making out beside me. I know I kissed her and felt very warm towards her and returned to sleep. At another point I found myself on the verge of ejaculation and opened my eyes to see Louise bent over me and I was cumming in her mouth. Most of the time I was simply immersed in a sleepy sea of eroticism.

When I properly woke the next morning Sara was already awake looking into my eyes.

‘Hey.’

‘Hey, yourself.’

‘That was something wasn’t it.’

‘I guess so. Are you all right with it?’

‘I trust you and I believe you would have stopped it if you thought it wasn’t ok. I think you quite fancy Louise.’

‘You are the only woman for me.’

‘Yes I know but isn’t variety the spice of life?’

We kissed. it was not a passionate kiss with overtones of lust, it was a kiss of love and of confidence in each other. I knew with complete certainty that we would be together whatever and we were truly as one with each other.

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All characters are over eighteen. Thanks to snerpyloo3 for editing this entry in the 2016 National Nude Day contest. The contest asked for stories involving “surprise meeting”. Lisa never expected to caught in the nude by her brother and OMG he’s naked too.

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“Shit!” Lisa exclaimed. “I broke another needle. I can’t believe I hit a straight pin again.” She laughed at her bad luck and put a new needle into the sewing machine.

“What are you complaining about? At least you’ve chosen your entry for the fashion show,” her classmate Nell said.

The two young women were taking a summer college course in fashion design. Everyone had to make an outfit and present it at the school’s fashion show.

Nell was new to the school, her family only recently moved to the Philadelphia area. She stood in front of a pair of dressmaker forms looking at two possible outfits. She said, “I’m still unsure which one to choose. I’m torn between my shalwar kameez (loose pajama-like trousers and an ornate long shirt) or the red lace romper with a plunging neckline.”

“They’re both cute. From a marketing perspective, you might want to go with the tunic and pajama bottoms since you can sell it to men as well as to women,” Lisa said with a laugh.

“There is that, but the other is so fun and sexy. I’m going with the romper!”

“Good choice,” Lisa said. She stopped sewing. “There. All done.”

“Let’s go try them on and see how fabulous we look,” Nell said.

The two twenty-one year-olds headed to the dressing rooms. Nell didn’t bother with the curtain. That wasn’t unusual. Fashion majors were always trying on clothes. They had long ago lost their shyness and were comfortable exposing their bodies. She quickly stripped down to her G-string thong.

Lisa carefully hung her dress on a hook and fluffed up the long skirt. When she turned around, she saw the other girl was nearly naked. She gave the pretty girl a good look. Nell had long blonde hair, a slender body and an adorable little butt.

Nell looked up and caught the other designer staring at her. She gave her a friendly smile. She didn’t realize Lisa had been checking her out. She assumed she wanted to see her in the elegant red playsuit. Nell stepped into the shorts and pulled the attached top over her shoulders. The plunging neckline showed off her firm round breasts.

“What do you think?” Nell asked.

“Its beautiful. Your body is perfect for that outfit. It highlights your long, toned legs and big boobs. I hate you,” Lisa teased.

“Thanks.” Nell looked down at her chest. She said, “My boobs aren’t any bigger than yours. 34 B, right?” Like most dress makers, with a glance Nell could determine any woman’s measurements and dress size.

“Yes. Your boobs just look so full and sexy. Maybe it’s because you have no tan lines.”

Nell giggled and said, “I’ve never had tan lines.”

“You sunbathe topless?” Lisa asked intrigued.

“I have no tan lines anywhere. I’m a nudist. Born and raised. My family frolics in the sunshine free of textiles.”

“Oh. I see.”

Nell stepped out of her cubicle and went to Lisa. She said, “Do you need a hand putting your dress on? With all those cut-outs, you’ll have to be careful it doesn’t rip.”

“Yes. Thanks,” Lisa said. “Boy! I sure went wild with all these geometric cut-outs. I love the dress, but all those holes is going to cause another problem. I won’t be able to wear a bra or panties.”

“Yes, any under garments will showed through the openings. That’ll ruin the look.”

Lisa handed the gown to Nell. Then she took off her clothes including her bra and panties. Her pale boobs did compare size-wise to Nell’s although hers had larger and darker nipples. She also had a full bush in contrast to Nell who was smooth and hairless down below.

Lisa was embarrassed about her big bush. She explained, “I’m not some hippie chick or super feminist who thinks no woman should ever trim or shave their pubes. I had a painful break up six months ago. I haven’t been dating. I’ve had no reason to shave it so I just let it grow.”

“No worries. It looks good on you, very retro.”

Nell helped Lisa put on the dress. They were careful not to let it tear around the many cut outs. They went to the mirror and both girls checked it out.

“Killer dress,” Nell said sincerely.

“Yes. It’s strong and sexy, the traits I was hoping to express,” Lisa said. “I find it distracting that some of the cut outs show tanned skin and others show pale white skin. “

“You’ve got time before the fashion show to fix that. Get a tan. You can tan with me if you like. My house is very private. We can be nude outside without being seen by our neighbors.”

^^^

The green team took a shot. The lacrosse ball caromed off the post. Two midfielders on the blue team were near the ball and gave chase. A green player was also nearby.

Nick yelled, “Man!” and he engaged the green player.

Luke yelled “Ball!” and went to the ball. After he scooped up the ground ball, he yelled “Release!” lefkoşa escort That was the signal for Nick to disengage the green player. The two blue players ran towards the opposing team’s goal.

Luke raced up the center of the field. Nick was off to his right. When a green player challenged Luke, he tossed the ball to Nick.

Nick made an ankle breaking move to evade a defender and got off a shot. Another green defender slid over and used his body to block the shot. Luke picked up the ricocheting ball. He faked a behind the back shot. As he hoped, he got the goalie to move. Then he fired a bullet high and to the other side. The goalie was unable to block the shot.

The whistle blew. The coach called the club team together and said, “Not a bad day for our first lacrosse practice. Looks like we might make the other teams stand up and notice us.” The sweating players cheered in agreement. After a few more words, the coach sent them to the locker room.

Nick was getting out of his gear when Luke came into his section. He recognized Luke’s number and said, “Nice play today
. When I saw the missed shot ground ball in the scrimmage, I automatically made the “Man-Ball” call. Lucky for me, you knew what the hell I was talking about. I forget that not everyone on the club team is an experienced player.”

“Thanks. I played in high school and I must have done that drill a thousand times. I instantly knew what you were going to do and what my role was. We executed it pretty well. My name is Luke, by the way.”

“Nick.” He reached over and the two shook hands.

Luke said, “You have some wheels and moves. I thought you were going to make that fullback fall on his ass.”

“I was able to clear one defender, but his partner filled the void and blocked my shot. You had a nice finishing move.”

“My old coach would have my head for that hot dog move,” Luke said and laughed. “In a real game I’d have done a simple dip and dunk. But what the hell! We’re here to have fun.”

“Yes we are. Want to grab a beer after we knock the crud off?”

“Sounds good to me,” Luke said. The two hit the showers.

One of the other guys razzed Nick while he was in the shower. “Hey man, what’s up with you? You’re monochromatic. I understand our brown and black brothers being a single shade, but I’ve never seen a white guy with an all-body tan.”

Another player said good-naturedly, “Are you like a spokesmodel for a tanning bed manufacturer?”

Nick rolled with the ribbing. He said, “Fellows, I’m a nudist.”

The other team members laughed thinking it was a joke. They had heard of nudists, but no one actually knew one.

Nick said, “The joke’s on you guys. While you all are trying to imagine what a woman looks like naked, I’m chilling and seeing everything God gave that hot girl and her older sister and the MILF that birthed them.”

That shut the gang up.

^^^

Lisa turned about in her dress to view it from different angles. She said, “I might just take you up on your offer. This dress demands an all over tan.”

“The weather is supposed to be bright and sunny this weekend. You want to come over tomorrow for lunch and an afternoon of sun worshiping?

“Emmm . . . who will be there?” she asked, a little hesitant.

“Just us. There’s no bacchanalia planned if that’s what you’re worried about,” Nell said with a kind laugh. “My parents play golf on Saturday and my brother is never home.”

The women exchanged phone numbers. Lisa got the address.

^^^

After the second beer, Luke asked, “So you’re a nudist?”

Nick laughed. “Born and bred. It’s a very freeing choice and I wasn’t kidding about the visual benefits concerning the ladies.”

Luke said, “When I was five, my father was really sick. My sister and I were sent to live with our grandparents because Mom was so busy caring for Dad. Nana and Papa were naturists. We had the run of the farm. We played with the animals and went swimming every day. We had a great summer. We were naked most of the time.

“Our father recovered and we returned in time to start school. My sister and I were as brown as berries. Mom never said a word about it. We went back for a month the next summer and again had a ball. Papa died that winter. Nana had to sell the farm so we never got another chance to be naturists.

“My experience with naked females was not as much fun as what you’ve described. Nana was in her sixties and the only other female I saw naked was my seven year old sister. Yeech!”

“Well brother, we can change that. Come with me tomorrow and I’ll guarantee you will see some bangable, babelicious naked females.”

Luke smiled, lifted his bottle and tapped Nick’s beer. He said, “I’ll drink to that.”

Nick asked, “Have you ever seen a fire crotch? I know a redhead you’ll drool over. She’s throwing the pool party. The fun starts at 2:00 o’clock.”

^^^

Lisa followed the GPS directions to Nell’s house. It was in the sparsely populated horse country outside lüleburgaz escort of Philadelphia. This area was all farms and stables with the neighbors well down the road. The long, winding driveway further emphasized the house’s secluded location.

Nell greeted her with a hug at the door. She was naked except for an apron. “Welcome. So glad you could make it.”

Lisa had worn a bikini under a brightly colored beach cover-up. She said, “Thanks. The weather is cooperating. It’s warm and sunny.”

Nell turned and nonchalantly showed Lisa her tiny, firm ass. She said, “Follow me to the kitchen. As you can tell by my garb, I’ve been making us lunch. We’ll grab our plates and eat on the patio.”

The two young women sat at the umbrella table. Nell was nude. She had left the apron in the kitchen. Lisa was still dressed. As she set her food down, she asked, “Should I take these off now?”

Nell couldn’t have been more gracious. She smiled warmly and said, “No worries. No pressure. Do whatever you like, whenever. I’m naked because I want to be.”

“Maybe after lunch,” Lisa said.

“Whenever the spirits moves you. We have the place to ourselves. The ‘rents are at the club and my brother told me he had a pool party to go to this afternoon.”

The women ate and talked of fashion. They got along famously. Lisa felt very comfortable around Nell as if she had known her for years. After lunch, she stripped without any concerns. The girls headed to the pool to lay out. Lisa didn’t comment one way or the other after Lisa disrobed. Her smiles were just as warm and genuine.

“I’m going to turn the radio on,” Nell said as she slipped into the pool house. She came out with towels, floppy hats and her suntan kit.

Lisa was moving a lounge chair. “There. Now they’re aligned with the sun.”

She reached into her bag for her sunscreen. The women quietly coated the front of their bodies. Their malleable breasts rippled and bounced as they rubbed in the lotion. Nipples hardened at the touch.

Lisa said, “Our breasts might be the same size, but yours are more rounded, pert.”

“Yours are pretty with the upturned, puffy nipples. Men like puffy nipples. Well, if you can believe my brother. He raves about them. You’re lucky, you also have large, womanly areolas. I still have tiny, dime-size nipples like a ten year-old.”

“A super hot ten year-old,” Lisa said with a laugh. “You have full tits, narrow hips and an adorable little ass. I’ve got wide, child-bearing hips and a fat ass.”

“Oh, now you’re exaggerating. You’re a size six for goodness sake. Your hips give you an attractive hourglass shape. I’m a girl without any curves. Your butt is fine. Baby’s got back! I hear boys like a little junk in the trunk.”

“From my recent lack of dates, you couldn’t prove your theory that boys like what I’ve got.”

The conversation died out as the women stretched out and soaked up the sun. Lisa luxuriated in the sunlight. She said, “I’ve forgotten how nice it is to feel the warm sun and light breezes on bare skin. It’s intoxicating.”

“Yes it is,” Nell agreed.

“Bbrring” the wind up alarm rang. Nell said, “Time to turn over. Twenty minutes per side. My mom swears by it.”

Lisa examined her body and said, “That’s a good rule. The parts of my chest that normally don’t see the sun, are a little red.”

“My Dad also has a twenty minute rule. He says that when you’re sunbathing, every twenty minutes you need to have at least one beer.”

Lisa laughed and said, “Those are two rules I can live by.”

Nell went into the pool house and returned with two cold ones. The girls toasted each other and enjoyed the chilled brew. Nell let loose a particularly unladylike belch and then said, “Lie down and I’ll put lotion on your back.”

Lisa complied. Nell hopped over over and applied the sunscreen liberally. She wasn’t hesitant to touch the other girl. “Emmm. Soft boobs,” she said playfully as she coated Lisa’s pale flesh and caressed the side of her boobs.

Then she went to work on her friend’s legs and butt. Nell slipped a hand into Lisa’s butt crack. She touched her anus and her sex. “Oh!” Lisa cried out in surprise. She flinched and closed her legs trapping Nell’s hand.

“Girlfriend, I’m doing this for you, not me. These area are the worst possible places to have a sunburn and the most susceptible since they never see the sun. Newbies, often neglect to protect them. I’m sorry if you find this uncomfortable, but I have to be certain that these tender areas are protected.”

Lisa was ashamed that she’d mis-interpeted the other girl’s action. She should have know better, Nell had been nothing but kind and gracious to her. She apologize, “I’m sorry for how I reacted.” She unclenched her legs freeing the hand. “I appreciate your concern. You surprised me. I can honestly say no girl has ever touched me like that.”

“I’m glad you understand. Will you do me, now? Here’s your chance for payback,” Nell said with an infectious giggle.

Lisa magosa escort took the bottle of lotion and did as Nell had done, including touching her nether region. The difference was Nell didn’t flinch. She spread her legs, sighed and enjoyed being caressed.

“Emmm. Nice job. You have a gentle touch. Thanks for being so thorough. FYI, I have built up my tan over years. My boobs and sex aren’t in danger of being sunburned, but I enjoyed your touch.”

“Ohh,” Lisa said quietly. Suddenly, she was very embarrassed for having unnecessarily groped the other girl.

The women lay down and let the sun do its job. The timer went off and they rolled over. Lisa had gotten over her embarrassment of touching Nell. She showed it by saying, “Ah the bell again. Nell, if you need me to, I will cop a feel of your breasts and finger your sleek pussy, but first I need another beer.”

“Ha!” Nell laughed. She got up to get the beer and said, “Thanks for the offer, but I am saving myself for my husband.”

They both laughed. The women chatted and drank the cool beverage. They each reapplied their own lotion and lay down on their backs. The heat and the alcohol caused each of them to doze. Lisa sprawled out on the lounge. Her legs were askew. One foot rested on the ground.

Nell’s parents strolled out to the pool. They were, by habit, nude. Her mother, Ruth, said “Hello ladies, enjoying the sun?”

The young women were only lightly sleeping. They each woke and looked toward the voice. Lisa was embarrassed to be discovered nude by Nell’s parents. She was horrified to discover her legs were apart meaning her pussy was on display. She moved quickly, bringing her legs together and brought an arm up to her breasts. She succeeded in covering her nipples.

Nell did not move to cover any of her body. She casually said, “Hi Mom. Hi Dad. You’re home early.”

“Yes,” her mother explained. “Your father was having problems with his balls.”

Nell and Lisa both looked to her Dad, specifically his exposed and shaved genitals. It was obvious where their eyes were focused.

“Really Ruth?” Roger said in an exasperated manner.

His wife giggled and said, “Come on, admit it. That was funny!”

Roger shook his head, but he smiled at his joking wife.

Ruth said, “Girls, there is nothing wrong with those balls or anything in that vicinity, I might add. Your father was having a problem controlling his golf balls. He was playing poorly today because he was worried about something at work, so we decided to come home early.”

Her father said to his daughter, “Nell, I see you have a friend. Please introduce us.”

“Oh. Sorry, Mom and Dad, this is Lisa. She’s in the summer fashion program with me. Lisa, my parents, Roger and Ruth.”

“Hello dear,” Ruth said. “Am I correct in assuming that my daughter explained that we are nudists? And that no one that doesn’t want to be unclothed has to be naked at our house?”

“Yes, Ma’am. She did.” As she spoke Lisa realized that she must look as if she was uncomfortable. She had her legs clenched and she was attempting to hide her boobs. She lowered her arm and uncovered her breasts.

Nell’s parents were pleased to see the woman relax. Roger went up to her, extended his hand and said, “Hello, I’m pleased to meet you. We were worried that our little girl had lost the ability to make friends.”

The whole time he talked to Lisa he looked her in the eye. Lisa appreciated that he did not check out her exposed girly parts. She, however, did not extend him the same courtesy. As he walked towards her, she couldn’t help glancing at his bare, bouncing member. She had never met a man who shaved his privates.

Nell reacted to her dad’s comment by whining, “Ah Dad, that’s not funny.”

A phone rang. Roger reached into his pool bag. He pulled out his phone and said, “Yes.” He listened intently and then said, “I’m be at the plant in twenty minutes.”

“Sorry everyone, I have to go. There’s a problem at work.” He left quickly.

The women watched him jog to the house. Ruth noticed that the girls were staring at her husband. She laughed and said, “He has a nice ass, doesn’t he. That cute bum, ladies, is why I married him.”

Nell turned to Lisa and said, “As you have probably noticed, my mom thinks she’s quite the comedian.”

Ruth defended herself, “That was funny and it’s true.” Lisa hadn’t laughed, but she did agree that Roger was a hunk.

“Tough crowd,” Ruth muttered. Then she asked, “Do you mind if I enjoy the sun with you?”

The young women insisted she stay. They talked, drank light beer, enjoyed the sun and each others company.

^^^

Luke’s phone rang. “Hello.”

“Nick here. Change of plan. Fiona’s pool pump has crapped out. She has 20,000 gallons of green slime. The party has been moved to my house at 3. The address is . . .”

^^^

Luke wasn’t sure how long it would take him to get to Nick’s house. He showed up at 2:40 just as Nick was arriving. Luke said, “Sorry I’m early.”

“No problem, man. You can help me set up. Grab a case a beer and let’s get those bad boys on ice.”

They each picked up a 24 pack and headed to the patio. They set them down and heard voices, female voices, coming from the pool. Ruth had the girls over by her roses. She was telling them about the different varieties.

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The first part of this story is in the ‘Loving Wives’ section but as it upset all those readers either looking for vanilla romance or revenge stories I am posting part two here. If you are offended by husbands and wives enjoying sex with others then do not read this fictional story.

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I woke in the early hours with the thin light of pre dawn just about illuminating the room. It took some seconds to orientate myself and to realise that the sleeping form next to me was not Sara but Ingar. I left the room to use the toilet and then wandered into the living room area where I found Sara dressed and staring out of the window.

‘Lets go,’ she said.

We returned to our own room in silence and went to bed and slept. Later when we woke little was said. We both had hangovers and certainly I felt quite fragile. We ate breakfast in silence and deep in thought. I could not quite work out my reactions to the past two days’ events. I had really enjoyed myself and had been very excited but there was the underlying doubt and guilt about what we had done. Gazing at Sara’s face I wondered about her unfaithfulness and my unfaithfulness with Ingar. I knew that I loved Sara but now I was pondering whether she really loved me and was she questioning why I had encouraged her and how did she interpret it. I was unable find a way of raising these issues and sat there methodically sipping my coffee.

I imagined that similar thoughts were going through Sara’s head as she was abnormally quiet and avoided eye contact with me.

We went for a walk outside the hotel complex in the surrounding wild scrubland and it was Sara who eventually raised the subject.

‘We shouldn’t do that again.’ I remained quiet not knowing what to say.

‘It’s wrong and it will effect us.’

‘How do you think?’ I eventually answered.

‘I couldn’t bear to loose you and if you sleep around you will find someone else.’

‘The same applies to you. I’ve only done it one night but you have done it twice,’ I said defensively revealing my existing sense of guilt.

‘Yes, but you encouraged me, you could have stopped it and none of them could replace you.’ Her voice had a pleading quality to it which only heightened the sense that I had unleashed some awful genie which would not easily fit back into the bottle.

‘We both enjoyed it. I did and you appeared to be lapping it up.’ As the words came out I then only then realised the dreadful choice of words.

We fell silent again. She grasped my hand and we continued walking with Sara squeezing it every so often and occasionally giving me little kisses on my cheek. Suddenly she burst into tears.

‘I don’t know how to handle it. I love you and I don’t want to loose you and I was jealous of you with Ingar and its all so dirty and wrong,’ she said in a single gush.

I had to reassure her. ‘I love you and nothing will take me apart from you. You’re my wife and you are the most beautiful woman in the world. Ingar isn’t the half of you. No one is.’ I continued, ‘We won’t do it again and we will avoid Tage and Ingar and we’ll treat this as just some aberrant holiday fling.’ Sara looked relieved.

‘It was hot though wasn’t it,’, she smiled playfully.

‘Yes it was very hot and exciting.’ I replied.

‘So it might happen again, mighten it? Even if we didn’t really want it to it might just happen? I mean if it was bad for us you would stop it wouldn’t you?’

‘I would always stop anything bad happening to you,’ I quickly responded thinking about the possibilities which might open up.

The rest of the day we spent away from the hotel so that we could avoid Tage and Ingar. Our time was taken up with typical mundane holiday activities. Some sight seeing, the odd drink in a bar and eating in restaurants.

There had though been a change between us. It was if we were on our honeymoon again behaving like two new lovers who had just found each other. Sara would come up to me and hold my hand or put her arm around my waist and I would be doing the same. We would kiss whether there was an excuse or not reveling in each others company.

That night we both seemed to be extremely horny, kissing cuddling and tarsus escort making love or lying side by side stroking each other’s bodies until sleep overtook us.

The next day we spent time around one of the pool areas chosen to avoid running into Tage and Ingar. It was uneventful except that we met up with Louise.

Louise was a lot like Sara. She said that she was nineteen but her body was more delicate and her demeanour appeared to more like someone who was younger. It was Sara who had met her first when she had gone to get some ice cream. She and Louise returned together as Sara had offered to lend her some English magazines. The two of them chatted most of the afternoon about fashion, celebrities and whatever else women talk about with each other. I concentrated on my book with the occasional dip in the pool.

Back in the room in the evening Sara announced that she had agreed that we would go to a night club with Louise. Although Sara had not consulted me I was happy to go along with the plans. Sara got dressed but unlike the previous evening when she had chosen simple but sexy outfits tonight she was dressed to kill. She had a short red flared skirt with black nylons and high heels, bare midriff, and a skimpy black blouse without a bra underneath. She looked extremely sexy and the thought crossed my mind that I should rip her clothes off immediately and make love to her.

‘A bit over the top?’ I suggested.

‘Don’t you like me like this,’ she replied and felt the front of my trousers. She could feel the lust building up in me.

‘I love you like that but you could give people the wrong impression.’

Sara pouted and sulked for a moment or two.

‘O.K. we’ll call it off. I tell Louise that you don’t want us to go and we will spend the evening here.’

‘No it’s not that we shouldn’t go I just think that you should cover yourself up a bit more. The locals are probably more conservative than at home.’

‘Well I’m not changing again. We either go with me like this or we don’t go.’

We went.

We met up with Louise in the hotel lobby. I thought crossed my mind that there was some sort of conspiracy as Louise was very similarly dressed but although she had black stocking and high heels, she had a short white flared skirt and white skimpy blouse. I could not tell whether she was wearing a bra but I doubted it.

‘Is anyone coming with you?’ I asked Louise expecting a boyfriend to be with her.

‘No silly, Louse is on the pull, that why we are going with her,’ Sara revealed. Louise blushed and giggled and turned away from me as though she was embarrassed.

The night club was more like an open air beach bar with music. We found a table and when I returned with drinks I found that there were two lads already at the table chatting up the girls. I was initially a bit hostile to them but then Sara took me off to the dance floor.

‘Don’t be so stand offish with the boys. They there so that Louise can have some fun so give her a chance.’

Sara had a point and as the evening progressed we all chatted together. The lads turned out to be good company. Ilipe and Juan spoke English well and we found we had a lot in common. We all did a lot of dancing and the jugs of wine seemed never to empty no matter how much we drank. Everyone was having a good time. When I was not dancing I loved watching Sara. She was the prettiest woman in the club and whenever she did a twirl her little dress would flare up revealing the full extent of her long legs. I particularly like seeing her revealing the naked flesh between the top of her nylon hold-ups and her little black panties.

At some point I was dancing a slow number with Louise. Her arms were draped around my neck as much to maintain her balance as anything else. My arms were around her back and I could feel how vulnerable her elfin body felt. She smelt beautiful. It was not the fragrance of a perfume but there was a sweet human musky aroma which pervaded her presence. I took deep breathes trying to capture as much of it as I could luxuriating in its stimulating sensuality. I was gently running my hands up and down her back in time to the music and I could feel tatvan escort my cock trying to escape its confines. I had the impression that she was pushing her body into mine and holding me more tightly. I was sure she could feel the desire emanating from my crutch. I felt awkward and we soon returned to the table to refresh ourselves.

Louise was sitting between Juan and me and I could not help but look down at her legs. Her skirt had ridden up and I could see the naked skin above her hold-up stockings. I found it strangely erotic. I had seen her earlier in the day in her bikini and she had far more flesh exposed then. In this context there was somehow a titillating promise of more. I thought that she had beautiful legs and at that moment I wanted to run my hand up her thighs. Juan was thinking the same and did place his hand on her leg. She brushed it aside and giggled and then turned to me and asked me to dance again.

We danced close together and found ourselves by Sara and Ilipe also dancing intimately. Sara was draped around Ilipe and he had his hands under her skirt massaging her ass cheeks.

‘Sara is doing well, I wouldn’t mind some of that,’ Louise whispered to me and then she uncurled herself from me and tapped Ilipe on the shoulder. Ilipe smiled and passed Sara to me and wrapped himself around Louise.

‘God I’m so hot,’ Sara said as she nuzzled into my shoulder, ‘You seem be getting on well with Louise, you fancy her don’t you?’ She looked up at me and rather than reply I kissed her energetically.

‘Lets leave and make love.’

‘I’ll go and check out Sara.’

After a brief chat with Louise, Sara returned.

‘Ilipe and Juan have invited us back to their place and Louise wants to go and I did promise her that I wouldn’t leave her by herself.’ Resignedly I agreed and we all left.

Ilipe and Juan had a small flat outside the resort which backed out onto the beach. They put on some quiet and slow music and dancing began again. This time Louise was dancing with Juan and Sara with me.

Sara and I were both hot, we were not so much dancing as feeling each other up in a standing vertical position.

‘Lets go somewhere more private,’ I said.

‘Soon lover,’ Sara replied, ‘but we have to wait for when Louise is ready. We can’t leave her here by herself.’

We disentangled and Sara went across and talked to Louise. I was surprised when Sara then began dancing with Ilipe. Louise came across to me and said,

‘Lets just stay a bit longer I’ll make it worth your wile, pretty please?’ She bent down and gave me a kiss and I could hardly refuse and be seen as a party pooper.

Louise then went and pulled Juan onto the dance floor. I watched them all dance and looked forward to Sara doing a twirl. But when I was rewarded I did not see that lovely gap between the stockings and her panties instead I saw that she had lost her panties and was completely exposed. I tried to think when she might have lost them and why.

Juan was enfolded around Louise and had his hands up the back of her skirt. I could see that she too had beautiful legs now that Juan had raised her skirt and was massaging her with his hands inside her panties. He began to slowly lower them and Louise did not do anything to stop him.

Sara saw what was happening and came and kneeled in front of me.

‘We should let Louise have her fun for a bit. Are you getting inpatient?’ She placed her hand on my crutch and felt my erection underneath. ‘I’ll have to do something about that!’

She unzipped my trousers and released my cock and lowered her month over it whilst looking lovingly into my eyes. Sara has always given good blow jobs and this time was no exception. Her gentle tongue and lip caresses brought me to a full erection and I was beginning to enjoy it immensely. When Ilipe came and stood behind Sara I felt helpless with desire. I watched as with one hand he caressed under Sara’s skirt and with the other unzipped his trousers and brought out his cock. He wasted no time in thrusting it into Sara’s pussy. Her body was driven forward pushing her mouth further down my cock and I watched her eyes widen in either surprise or pleasure. tavşanlı escort Ilipe became vigorous, driving his cock in and out of Sara and she was responding clenching her mouth strongly around my cock. I could feel the vibrations of Sara’s moans through my penis and realised that she was fast approaching an orgasm. Somehow we all came at about the same time but Sara was not able to swallow my sperm which spilt out on her face. Ilipe withdrew and moved off towards Louse and Juan. Sara climbed into my lap and began covering my face with small kisses.

‘I love you so much, you are such a wonderful husband. I am so proud of you.’

She snuggled into me whilst I watched Ilipe help Juan take Louise’s clothes off. It was a beautiful sight as Louise just stood there as if attended by servants disrobing her. They removed her clothing item by item, slowed down by their need to kiss and stoke each area of new exposed area of flesh. She did nothing to help them but reveled in the sensations she was clearly experiencing. Small shivers would rack her body and when she needed to lift her legs she had to get support from one or other of them. Eventually she was laid on the floor and she parted her legs and bent her knees. Ilipe was the first placing his head between her thighs securing his mouth to her pussy. Louise soon began to writhe and buck her hips whilst holding Ilipe’s head to her. Ilipe disengaged and he was replaced by the now naked Juan and Louise eagerly guided Juan into her. Louise was enthusiastic and clamped her legs around Juan’s back and shouting encouraging words. She reached out for Ilipe’s cock and nibbled and sucked on it, trying to arouse it.

Watching Louise orgasm after orgasm was very arousing. After Juan ejaculated and withdrew it was apparent that Louise was still in a state of heightened excitement. Sara pulled me up by my penis and led me across the room with my trousers around my knees to Louise.

‘Fuck her, you fancy her like hell, so do it.’

I didn’t resist. I entered her and she raised her hips and matched me stroke by stoke. I noticed the difference in feel and smell between her and Sara. The indefinable difference was particularly electrifying. The novelty of intimacy with someone different exaggerated all the sensations my body was experiencing. Normally I would ejaculate fairly quickly but now I was in a continuous state of arousal and felt I could continue for ever with her slight body pushing up to mine with unexpected strength.

Sara was now beside us, she had lost her blouse but still had her skirt around her hips and Ilipe was now fucking her again. He and I developed the same rhythm and I was able to alternate between looking at Sara’s and Louise’s faces. Louise had her eyes closed and was lost in her feelings but Sara had her eyes open and was looking and smiling at me. At some point she raised her hand and pulled my face to hers and kissed me before surrendering again to Ilipe’s administrations.

Louise gripped me tightly and screamed as her final orgasm racked her body sending me over the edge with my eventual ejaculation. She and I then lay watching Sara and Ilipe reach their climax.

We men were spent, Juan was already sleeping and Ilipe had settled down in a chair and looked as if he was dozing off. I had difficulty in keeping my eyes open despite the spectacle next to me of Louise and Sara caressing each other.

I was unsure of what occurred after that. The events may have been real or dreams but at some stage I think I woke to the sound of Juan and Sara making out beside me. I know I kissed her and felt very warm towards her and returned to sleep. At another point I found myself on the verge of ejaculation and opened my eyes to see Louise bent over me and I was cumming in her mouth. Most of the time I was simply immersed in a sleepy sea of eroticism.

When I properly woke the next morning Sara was already awake looking into my eyes.

‘Hey.’

‘Hey, yourself.’

‘That was something wasn’t it.’

‘I guess so. Are you all right with it?’

‘I trust you and I believe you would have stopped it if you thought it wasn’t ok. I think you quite fancy Louise.’

‘You are the only woman for me.’

‘Yes I know but isn’t variety the spice of life?’

We kissed. it was not a passionate kiss with overtones of lust, it was a kiss of love and of confidence in each other. I knew with complete certainty that we would be together whatever and we were truly as one with each other.

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They’d arranged to meet up again the following weekend. Although Jack and Jo had seen Cliff at college all week they’d only really exchanged sly glances as to what had gone before. The sex Jo and Jack had been enjoying since the threesome had been wonderful, and intense, but somehow different with the new dimensions they’d explored. Even though no third party had been there before, they both noticed a sense of quiet without the man who had taken Jo’s anal virginity and introduced Jack to the enjoyment that lay beyond the female partner. Jack had fucked Jo in the ass a couple of times during the week and they had both enjoyed it, her screams were so intense, and the power of the orgasms she found she could have when her pussy was stimulated at the same time were truly amazing.

The night before, Jack had removed his softening tool from her ass, which was freshly filled with his wave of spunk. He had the taste of his own cum in his mouth too, from a deep wet and very messy kiss they had shared right after his previous orgasm about twenty minutes earlier when he had offloaded his churning white wonder into her eager mouth, which was as amazing at its oral trade as ever.

“God Jack, baby you’re SO good… I love it when you do it to me so well… and I really like it when you fuck my ass after you’ve made me cum so many times.” She said, laying back and closing her eyes.

“It doesn’t hurt any more, baby?” he asked, with genuine concern, looking down into her beautiful tanned face, so peaceful and serene with the waves of pleasure slowly receding from her. “I know you didn’t really like it at first… I know its pretty big…” he looked down at the obvious.

“No its okay… really… and its SO nice.” She giggled and nudged him. “Just always got to use the lube and go gentle at first. Damn, it feels good, I really love it when you cum in me… God your cum feels so good deep inside me.”

“Mmmmmm… I like that too…” he smiled stupidly to himself. “Is it better getting fucked in the ass than doing it normally?”

“I want to try it double again, Jacky. I really want to get fucked like an animal this weekend. Its fucking great in the ass… but I come harder in my pussy.” She was surprised herself at the admission “It was so good… I need to get fucked REALLY hard again, both in my pussy and in my ass. So, BOTH, at once, is the best!” She could hardly believe the words were coming out. “You like to do that with me again Jacky?”

“It was great last time, baby. I think it’ll be even better this time.” he said, twisting a curl of her brown hair in a wandering finger. “I kind of like seeing you get fucked… feeling you enjoy yourself so much.”

“What did you think of sucking cock, Jacky?” she asked… knowing the answer that he wouldn’t admit out loud (she KNEW how good it was, but guys who tried it rarely told others they liked it).

“I love you, Jo.” he leaned forward and kissed her full on the mouth even as she sat up suddenly to look into his eyes. He hadn’t actually ever said it before like that. Neither had she. But they both knew it.

“Jacky?”

“Hm?”

“Really. What did you think of giving Cliff a blow job?”

“I… err… it was…” Jack only stammered when he was really uncomfortable. He was very sexually confident.

“You liked it didn’t you?” she bluntly asked him. “You enjoyed that hard prick in your mouth!” her smile was almost evil in its sweet-naughtiness. “Didn’t you!”

“Jo, baby… I, errrr… what are you getting at?”

“Didn’t you?!?”

“Yes.” He replied meekly, looking at the floor. “It was strange at first, but I found myself really getting off on it, baby. I think I’d do it again… but I just freaked totally when he came in my mouth.” Jack admitted “Yuk!” and grimaced.

“I want the next threesome to be even better. I hope you and Cliff will entertain me!” She had been so turned on when she’d seen the 2 guys in the shower together.

“Oh, don’t worry, you’ll get a workout. You won’t know what hit you when I get so hard playing with Cliff and stick it hard in your unsuspecting ASS!” Jack whispered.

“I think EVERYONE should try it in the ass.” Jo said back into his ear, even more quietly, and kissed him.

The both felt a faraway electricity building up somewhere deep inside their bodies as they kissed and bit and sucked each others’ tongues and mouths and faces, groping each others’ bodies like pythons trying to bearhug each other. No more words were needed and they lay with each other kissing for a long time. It was a beautiful feeling which didn’t end but became more erotic when they made love for the rest of the morning before rolling shabbily into college smelling of sex and feeling twice as horny.

That Friday at college was a difficult day to keep the mind off sex for Jo Jack, and Cliff. They’d upgraded the motel room from the weekend before to the motel’s best effort at a presidential suite, as in it had a water bed and a jacuzzi. But they had to wait for Saturday night.

Jo spent the entire day somewhere melikgazi escort between damp and wet (biology was difficult to concentrate on seriously) and Jack and Cliff were both at least half-hard all day long. Jo grabbed both guys during the lunch hour and dragged them both unresisting into an empty classroom and locked the door. Her smile told them what she didn’t have to say. She just couldn’t wait a second longer! She pushed them into sitting positions on the desk and squatted down, her legs wide open to the floor and hard-ons clearly visible in the jeans at her eye-height.

“Shouldn’t we try and save it for tomorrow…” Cliff started but soon trailed off as he felt a warm hand where it mattered most “…OooOOoOOOOOOooohhhh…”

She released both cocks from there denim prisons simultaneously with a little help from their owners and the 2 hard-mushroom-headed pokers burst to attention even as she greedily devoured one after the other. Jack and Cliff tensed then relaxed their bodies and sighed in extreme pleasure at the release from the day-long buildup… it was such a relief to be experiencing what they had thought about all day. Jo was without a doubt as busy as she could be… the one hand beating off the cock she wasn’t sucking, the other fiddling with her clitty with a little difficulty up her skirt and past her panties. She wasn’t using her tongue and mouth as expertly as she might have done if she wasn’t in such a frenzy… she wanted an orgasm as quickly as she could bring it on and have the guys’ big cocks squirting in her mouth!

So she sucked HARD and nibbled excitedly and quickly on Jacks engorged head, tonguing and sucking and nibbling all over, sucking until her lips whitened with the pressure… beating off hard Cliff’s 7″ cock even as she plumbed herself with two fingers so hard that her fingernails made her wince. Beating off and sucking and fingering… Jack’s cock… Cliff’s cock… Jack’s cock… Cliff’s cock… oh she was happy, she was cumming, she had two lovely big cocks bouncing in front of her face as she pleasured herself. She squealed as her temperature flew a few degrees and she wettened her fingers suddenly with her hot and sticky climax.

Cliff totally surprised Jack when at the height of their mutual pleasure he leaned over and kissed him, full on the lips and inserted a hungry tongue into his unsuspecting mouth. In shock and confusion, Jack just reciprocated and enjoyed the oddity. (Neither of them mentioned it later that day). They changed positions after a few minutes, and Jo pulled Jack down to his knees. Before he could hesitate, Jo kissed him and pushed his face over to Cliff’s throbbing cock-head, taking his balls in her mouth. Jack for the second time in his life had a mouthful of cock, and found himself quite hard with the sensation of that thing past his lips… and the fact it was so sudden, unplanned, and thrust upon him by none other than his own girl!

“MMMMmmmMmmmmppppphhhhhhmmmmMMMMm…”

“Oh, Jacky baby, you look SO sexy.” Jo whispered in shivering excitement as she continued playing her clitty and suckling Cliff’s nuts.

“FUCK, MAN! YEAH!” Cliff barely suppressed his volume.

Jack dropped one hand to beat himself off… wanting to climax soon, wanting to cum. Cliff really had to concentrate to not cum with the fantastic attention the 2 mouths gave his most erogenous area and moaned and sighed and grit his teeth and ran fingers through their hair. Jo released Cliff’s balls after a while and kissed Jack again, and their tongues shared that big cock head for a minute or so, and the pre-cum was more than seeping, a feeling enjoyed by both the lovers.

Cliff felt himself cumming, but didn’t want to totally freak Jack out by shooting off hot into his mouth. It didn’t seem so inappropriate last time, at the end of their marathon orgy session so he grit his teeth and tortured himself with the enticing pleasure.

Jo dropped down and took Jack’s head in her mouth, sucking his cock while he sucked Cliff. She knew he was enjoying this whether he would admit it or not because he was as hard as he ever got, which was a very hard, hot, pulsing, almost frighteningly thick 8″ of hard. She beat his length and snaked her tongue like a tentacle all over it. Jack always enjoyed Jo’s oral abilities, and turned on as he was by the strange but nice feeling of dick in his mouth, which he was exploring with interest with his tongue, taking it past his lips and into the back of his throat, nibbling all around the head gently with his front teeth, and licking the seeping hole and all around the sweaty pink rim. With that great feeling of dick in his mouth, so new to him and still so weird, and Jo’s amazing mouth doing its thing to him, he didn’t feel the need to hold back. He came, and it felt GREAT.

He bit down on the shaft in his mouth involuntarily as a shudderingly good orgasm coursed through him, and he fed Jo the massive bolt of white hot cum she’d been aching for… he shuddered 3 or 4 times as each new jet of cream blasted menemen escort into the back of her throat and filled her mouth… all 3 of them had their eyes screwed up with different sensations… Jack with overpowering ecstasy, Jo with the sudden, familiar and wonderful sharp flavour filling her tastebuds, and Cliff with the teeth on his shaft with a wince of pain and still trying not to cum. Jo’s busy fingers brought another orgasm on with the feeling that the wonderful taste of cum always gave her.

“Man… you must really like sucking my cock, dude.” he joked as Jack released it from his mouth. “You want it baby?” he asked Jo as he pointed himself at her face, beating himself off, so close to cumming now, the point of no return. His whole body jerked with an almost electrical blast of pleasure from deep within, and a mere instant later he started to ejaculate hard, literally firing his stream through the air.

She moved up off the floor onto her knees, released Jack’s cock and smiled up at him, then opened her mouth revealing the coating of smooth thick white still all over her tongue. She was a second too late and caught his it right in her eyes and hair before she opened her mouth to him.

Cliff placed his helmet just inside her open mouth as the first shot escaped… and his whole body arched and stiffened as 2 or 3 more blasts of pleasure landed as perfectly aimed right at the back of her throat. Jack surprised them both (and himself) when he fondled Cliff’s sac with his fingers, to coax the good stuff out, and then by taking the cock in his hand when Cliff had apparently finished cumming, liberating it, hot, sticky, sweaty and slimy from Jo’s cream-filled and overflowing mouth and licked the end as a last couple of drops appeared, then sucked on the spunky head briefly, cleaning it up.

“Jacky BABY!” Jo squealed in pleasure after she had swallowed as much as she could, hiccupped and then licked her white lips. “I KNEW you liked it! Oh, Jacky!!!”

He smiled sheepishly and was given a big open mouth kiss for his new trick, and the taste of the mix of semen was was still very fresh. Jack wondered if it should disgust him or not. It didn’t feel wrong. Weird, and yukky in retrospect, but he enjoyed it.

They all felt a sudden feeling of guilt and pulled their discarded clothes back on and after quickly checking the corridor wandered back out of the classroom and toward the cafeteria. This lunch had been very well earned! They didn’t need to but they confirmed time and place for the following night.

Jo gave both Jack and Cliff strict instructions not to play with themselves until they all met up… she wanted everyone fresh and on top form for the group fuck.

The rest of the day at college went as uneventfully as it might, Jo got the usual offers a girl of her talents got when such a girl wore a skirt as short as she did now, and from the usual sources – big butch guys, white and black. She wondered guiltily and squeezed Jack’s hand during one recess what a big black cock would be like. She dampened considerably, but didn’t share the thought.

Jo went on to Cheerleader dance / sync practise and Jack asked her to wear the outfit the following night.

“I can’t wait baby… it’ll be SO good again. Watch you suck cock while I squeeze into your little ass, or have you get both at one time again…” Jack mumbled into her ear while they were un-self-consciously necking outside the girls’ locker room. It was unusual for him to talk dirty, it was normally her forte.

“You just want to suck Cliff’s cock you dirty bastard!” she teased him.

Jack didn’t know how to answer so he grabbed her ass and kissed her hard.

“I’ll go and catch Cliff when he gets out of tennis and we’ll grab a beer” he tried to change the subject unsuccessfully.

“Maybe you just want to blow each other in the John.”

“Maybe we will! Maybe we don’t even need you tomorrow.”

“Maybe you’ll drop your pants and he’ll fuck YOU in the ass then!” Game, set and match. Jo knew she’d won the playful argument.

Jack looked back at her suitably shell-shocked.

“See you tomorrow, baby. I love you.” and he gave her a soulless peck on the cheek and squeeze of her ass.

“Off to check out your boy in the shower again?” she smiled wickedly before he could turn around and head off.

“JO.” Jack gave her his enough-is-enough look, and tried not to think about it. He’d been hard most of the afternoon anyway without her mocking him about THAT.

“I love you too, baby.” And she jumped forward and planted one of her big lips-just-apart-full-on-the-mouth kisses on Jack’s annoyed face, pacifying him instantly.

He sent on her way with a slap on the ass and made his way over to the gym to catch up with Cliff. He’d be finished his tennis game with Rad by now. Jack wasn’t so good at Tennis, football was his thing, but he’d played Rad a couple of times. The Chinese guy was good, real fast, running circles around Jack the all-star quarter back. He tried meram escort really hard to get Jo’s teasing out of his head, but failed to get any other thoughts in there.

Besides making it with a guy, even Cliff would be weird without Jo. What was he even thinking?!? (“STOP IT”) he told himself. Besides it would be in public. Again he shook his head (“STOP IT”) but he was hard as ever he was with Jo and limped with it.

His confusion was just beginning to abate when he made it to the gym. The locker room was pretty empty and he had to call out Cliff’s name. He heard no reply but there was someone in the shower, so he decided to stick his head in and shout to his buddy that the evening’s entertainment would be a lot sooner than planned. His brain went into overdrive again an instant later. When he SAW.

The only guys in the shower, in fact in the whole locker room, were Cliff and his sporting opponent. What Jack didn’t expect was to find Cliff on his knees, shower beating down on him with a mouthful of the Chinese boy’s prick, beating it off with a very quick wrist. Jack stifled a gasp and remained quiet, watching in awe.

Cliff had always quite liked Rad but had only discovered he was bi a couple of weeks ago when he “accidentally” brushed his cock in the shower. He tried it with a lot of guys’ cocks or asses that he liked. Usually the jocular response was a punch on the arm and get called a fag. But Rad had smiled, and “accidentally” smacked Cliff’s ass a minute later. This was the 3rd time they’d had sex on campus. Cliff was also getting a little better at Tennis.

And like those times before Cliff was always the first to grab Rad’s cock and have it start to stiffen up moments before he tried to swallow it. Rad always returned the favour but wasn’t confident enough to start anything. Jack watched in fascination as the Chinese boy stretched his whole body back and sighed, his muscles taut. He looked almost godly with the warm water careering over his body, like some Sexual Historical Statue, with his big cock being serviced by a warrior’s houseboy out of some myth or legend. Cliff was no stranger to pleasuring a male body and Jack watched him use his mouth and hands expertly, only occasionally reaching down to his own cock which was sticking right out 90o from his glistening body. Jack was unprepared for what happened next. Rad first began to softly finger Cliff’s head and ears and then coaxed him to his feet and planted a deep wet kiss hard on his lips. The way their arms moved around each others’ bodies was a beautiful sight, albeit an unnatural one to Jack.

He was half in fear (“PLEASE NO” he thought), half in perverted fascination (“PLEASE YES”) as Rad reached a hand around and pushed first one then two fingers between Cliff’s buttocks which parted at the request, and found he couldn’t take his eyes off the frenzied kissing or the two hard cocks, both about 7 inches long bouncing against navels and each other. Jack had to bite his fist when Rad coaxed Cliff around to face away from him and bend over.

(“OH NO OH MY GOD HE’S GOING TO FUCK HIM CLIFF’S GOING TO GET FUCKED OH WOW CLIFF’S GOING TO GET FUCKED RIGHT UP THE ASS”)

Cliff’s face screwed up and then smiled and then opened up in joy and awe as he felt himself being penetrated, that big wet prick, a little bigger than his own forced first into his hole and then up, deeper inside him, and he started to pant and grunt and “oh yea” as Rad’s strong chestnut coloured hands gripped his hips, and seconds later, as both guys adjusted their feet and hips he was getting fucked. Oh, that wonderful feeling, being humped by a nice hard prick, real hard but not too big.

Both tennis partners began to pant and sigh and make all manner of noises as they got into a rhythm, saying meaningless things like “Fuck me… oh yea.. harder… you like that… fuck me… oh yea… you like that cock… damn its so good… love your ass… fuck I love that… you like this big cock… etc” Jack couldn’t believe what he was seeing or hearing. Rad was pumping in deep, hard and up, slamming all 7 inches in Cliff’s ass, making him squeal slightly when Rad’s body slapped up against his. He was beating his own prick off pretty feverishly, hadn’t softened a bit. Jack knew the look on Rad’s face, he was going to cum, and Cliff wouldn’t be far behind him.

Jack stared in disbelief as Cliff, his buddy Cliff, got his butt pumped and loved it. Watched his buddy getting it good and hard up the ass and about to be filled with cum. He hated himself for his own hard dick and wanted to go and watch Jo in her Cheerleader dance/sync but he couldn’t tear himself away.

Cliff came in a torrent. With Rad fucking him harder and harder as he himself came closer to climax, Cliff’s cock spat boiling white lust all over the shower floor and his regular happy/hurts grunts from Rad’s bodily penetrations were overtook by a single, great roar of satisfaction as he achieved simultaneous regular and anal orgasm, firing off a superb quantity of thick, hard-earned cum into the beating warm water splashing on the tyles. Jack watched in quiet disbelief the pure intensity of the orgasm he saw Cliff have, the sheer amount of cum and the distance the stuff flew, fired by some incredible force from his exploding prick, again and again, until at last his body started to sag from the effort.

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I love City life. There’s always so much to do. Both Ron, my husband, and I grew up in small towns, and that’s not better or worse than the city, just different.

We were introduced to swinging a few years ago, and now it’s an important part of our life. That’s not something we would have found in our small town.

In our city there are many groups of so-called swingers, some more organized than others. Couples tend to move in and out of groups. Someone’s feelings get hurt, and that group disappears, with its former members showing up somewhere else.

Ron and I got a letter last month. We were being invited to the “FIRST ANNUAL CITY WIDE CONGREGATON OF LIKEMINDED PEOPLE.”

We knew the invitation was coming; it had been discussed at our last monthly get together. Everyone in our group was to be invited, along with several other groups. After checking to be sure it was legitimate, our organizer had given them everyone’s address.

The invitation was simple. We were invited, as a couple, to a weekend of fun and games with likeminded people from all over the city, age range approximately 30 to 50. If we were interested, we would need to reserve a hotel room at the “Jefferson resort” a local, large, 4-star hotel, for the designated weekend, plus send the organizers a check for $100 to cover meeting room and other amenities.

Since we had been assured that this was a real thing by our group’s leader, we decided to “go for it”.

A week after sending a check and making reservations we got a registered letter. It simply directed us to go to a web site. We immediately got on the computer together. The web site was a list of “rules and regulations”. It didn’t elaborate on where or what event these rules were for, but we knew:

RULES FOR FRIDAY “PHANTOM LOVER” NIGHT.

7:00 in the meeting room for cocktail hour and socializing.

Dress is sexy casual.

8:00 men put the key card to your room in small envelope provided; write your room number on the front; put the envelope face down in a provided box.

Women pick up a provided “midnight blue” night light, and retire to your hotel room. Plug in night light.

Turn off all lights except night light; completely close the drapes. The night light should be the only light in the room.

Women go to bed, in the bed closest to the door, your choice of either under covers, or on top. Dress is optional, maximum panties and bra. If you choose “under covers” be sure to turn down both sides of the bed.

Men select an envelope and glance at the room number. If you get your own room, replace it for another one.

Men go to room number selected, enter the dark room without speaking, quickly close the door behind you. In the dark, move to the bed nearest the door. REMEMBER, THERE IS TO BE NO VERBAL COMMUNICATION BY EITHER PARTY AT ALL! YOU ARE NOT TO KNOW THE IDENTITY OF THE OTHER PERSON IN THE ROOM!

Men, in the dark quickly get ready for bed, maximum is undershorts. Determine by feel if bed is turned down or not.

Women, face away from the door when you hear the key card being inserted, before light comes from the open door, preferably pulling covers or pillow over your head until the door is closed.

Remember, neither is to know who is in the room with them, at any point during the evening!!

At approximately 9:15, or sooner if desired, the woman goes into the bathroom and closes the door before turning on the light, remaining there until turgutlu escort the room is empty.

As soon as the bathroom door is closed, the man turns on the light, and as quickly as practical, leaves the room. After using the public facilities in the lobby if necessary, he goes to the “Hammond Bar” on the first floor, hanging out there with the other gentlemen until all have arrived.

The lady, when ready, will go to the “Jones Room Bar” on the first floor and hang out with the other ladies until all have arrived.

When all have arrived at the respective bars, approximately 9:30 – 9:45, both groups go back to the meeting room.

REMEMBER, TOTAL ANONIMITY!

Do not print this web page. This information will be available to you when you arrive.

Ron and I read the letter, and chuckled together, wondering if two people could pull this off without trying somehow to find out who they were fucking.

The calendar finally worked its way to the anticipated date. Ron and I drove to the hotel and valet parked. We would have no need for a car this weekend. We checked into our room, which was very nice, with two “king size” beds, nice bathroom. Ron, smiling, turned off the lights, and fully closed the heavy drapes. Even though it was broad daylight, the room was very dark. At night it would be total darkness.

We had arrived at the hotel in plenty of time, so we walked around looking at the sights. Surprisingly, we didn’t see anyone we knew. Our group is very small, but we thought we would see someone we knew.

We went to dinner, and did run into a couple that we knew casually. We talked to them for a short time, and were somewhat assured that we were here on the right date. Ron and I both would have loved to have a drink with dinner, but decided to wait until the evening festivities.

We went back to our room and rested until time to start the evening.

When we arrived at the designated meeting room, we finally ran into some people that we knew, and saw several couples that we had seen at dinner, but at the time, didn’t know they were here for the same reason we were.

We spent a nice hour in the meeting room, saying hello to a few old friends, many of whom we had known intimately, and meeting new people. Not surprisingly, the big majority of the people there we had never seen before.

Ron estimated that there must be about 200 couples in attendance.

In a conspicuous place that nobody could miss, was a sign identical to the web page that we had seen on our computer, with all of the rules for tonight’s activity.

All the men, through the cocktail hour, had taken time to pick up their small white envelope, write their room number on it, and insert their key cards. An announcement was made and the men moved to the designated box and dropped in their envelope, face down.

I had been excited about this evening for the past couple of weeks. Now, as the time drew near to go to my hotel room, I was starting to feel a little bit intimidated by the situation. I was going to be naked in my hotel room with a man, and have no idea who this man was. I noticed as the time drew nearer, several women seemed to need assurance from their husband that everything was going to be all right.

When it was announced it was time to go, I looked at Ron and he gave me an “it’s OK” nod. I shrugged my shoulders, telling him, “Oh well, let’s do this.”

I took my “Midnight turgutreis escort Blue” night light and went to my room. So I wouldn’t forget, the first thing I did, on entering the room, was plug in the night light. The next thing was to make sure the room was dark except for the feint blue glow of the night light. I made sure the curtains were not cracked open in the middle or either end, then turned off the lights to check. The only light was the tiny illumination of the night light.

I left the lights off, and just temporarily turned the bathroom lights on.

I decided that whoever showed up; we wouldn’t need to be encumbered by sheets, so I’d remain on top of the covers.

Having done everything that I could remember from the list of rules, I took off all of my clothes, put them in the bathroom, for getting dressed later, turned off the bathroom light, and laid naked in total darkness on the side of the bed farthest from the door, as per instructed.

It couldn’t have been more than two minutes before I heard the key card inserted into the slot. As instructed, I turned away from the door and put two large towels, which I had taken from the bath, over my body and head. As soon as the door was closed, and it was totally dark again, I threw the towels on the floor.

I heard the sounds of someone removing clothing, then heard the sound of him feeling the bed to see if it was turned down, or he was to lay on top. Finding that top was the choice, he laid down.

I had this overwhelming need to blurt out, “who is laying naked next to me in my bed,” but I fought the urge, and kept to the rules.

There was nothing but the two of us laying quietly for what seemed like a long time. I wandered if he was waiting for me to make the first move, and just then I felt a gentle hand on my shoulder.

The hand gently moved down my body to just below my waist, obviously checking to see if I had either panties or a bra on. Finding me to be naked, I assumed he was too, since I didn’t hear him taking anything else off.

I was now on my back, and I assumed he was too. The next thing he did surprised me somewhat. He rolled over next to me, turned my head toward him and very gently kissed my lips. Then he kissed me with a little more passion. I was glad he was going slow, as this was becoming very exciting, but still a little scary.

We spent the next several minutes taking turns “feeling each other up,” both of us trying to find out as much about the other person as one could, by using just hands in the dark.

He (whoever he was) without seeming too obvious, checked my hair length and texture, the size of my boobs, my weight by following curves, the grooming of my pussy (neatly trimmed), and the shape of my legs. He also very gently tried to get an idea of my face, the way a blind person must.

For me, I determined that he had short hair, slightly balding in the front, no facial hair, fine facial features, no “5:00 o’clock shadow”, (maybe Scandinavian descent?), well developed shoulders, decent pectoral muscles, and maybe a couple of extra pounds around the middle, but not fat. He had an abdominal scar, probably from an appendix operation.

Finally, as his hand was checking on whether my grooming was natural, trimmed, or shaved, I ran my hand over his cock, not grabbing it, but feeling enough to know what was there. It seemed that he was a nice size, about what I enjoy, and hard as a rock.

Eventually, ünye escort his hand ran up my thighs and caressed my pussy. The time for looking with our hands was over, and more lustful thoughts were entering his head.

Then he was gently sucking on first one nipple, then the other. He moved on down, next gently and slowly circling my navel with his tongue. Next, he gently licked the inside of each thigh, starting half way up, to just outside of my pussy lips.

Now I was really getting excited, as he ran his tongue up and down each side of my pussy. Then he started at the bottom, opening my pussy with his tongue. When he got to my clit it was gently flicked with his tongue.

I was now on fire, working on my first orgasm. I managed not to make a sound, but a moan, or a scream, I’m not sure which, was trying to come out of my throat.

I needed to have this man’s cock in my hands and mouth, so I put my hands on his shoulders and moved him onto his back. My hand grabbed his rigid cock, as my mouth found his mouth, for a deep passionate kiss.

I worked my way down his body, as he had just done with me, ending with my lips massaging his cock.

I was now super horny, and devoured his cock, until it was obvious that he was about to come in my mouth. We both pulled away at the same time, both wanting him buried deep inside me when he climaxed. I ran my hands over his cock for a short time, letting him calm down a little, then got on top and quickly took the full length of his cock in my pussy.

I moved up and down his shaft until my second orgasm came. At the same time, he pulled me to his chest and we rolled over, him on top.

My legs went immediately around him as he was deep inside me. Very quickly I felt his body tense as he flooded my pussy with cum. I could feel his cock tighten several times as he totally emptied inside me.

He rolled off of me, both of us now on our back. He found my hand, and we just laid there in the dark holding hands, trying to recovered.

One problem with having no oral communication, I didn’t know if he wanted to fuck again or not.

Eventually, I laid my hand on his cock, not necessarily trying to arouse him; but if he wanted more, just my hand on his cock should work.

I didn’t get any major reaction from his cock, and he was gently stroking my hair.

Right or wrong, I read the signs that he was through, at least for now. I would like to fuck this man again in the future, but I don’t know who he is, and we are both married with our spouses somewhere in the hotel fucking other people.

I kissed him on the lips, and per the rules, I got up and found my way in the dark to the bathroom, closing the door before turning on the light.

As I started to get in the shower, I heard the hotel room door close. My “phantom lover” had snuck into my room in the dark, totally fucked me, and disappeared.

After my shower I dressed, put on make-up, and went to the bar designated for the women to congregate. I’m sure they set it up this way so you and the person you just anonymously fucked wouldn’t come back almost at the same time.

When most of the women were in the bar, we went back to our meeting room as a group. The group of men had apparently just arrived ahead of us.

I quickly found my husband. The first thing I asked him was, “do you know the identity of the woman you were with.” He said he didn’t, but he had some clues, and was looking around the room to see if he could match someone. It was apparent that many people were doing the same thing, scanning all the opposite sex, looking for some kind of telltale sign. I resigned myself to the fact that I would probably never know who my “Phantom Lover” was, but I wouldn’t soon forget him.

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The next morning Laura and I woke rather early as the sun came up over the mountains. We both headed to the shower and cleaned ourselves of last night’s escapades. We both dressed and went downstairs. As we made our way I heard a shower running and the smell of bacon permeated the house.

When we got to the kitchen, Garrett was standing in front of the oven in a white terry-cloth bathrobe cooking up a ton of eggs and the like. He turned to us with a really welcoming smile on his face.

“How’d you two sleep last night?”

“Very well, thank you,” Laura responded.

“Well I sure am glad I could be of some assistance,” Garrett said in a fake southern drawl. “How about some breakfast?”

“I’d Love some,” we answered in chorus.

Breakfast was very comfortable and the activities of the night before were easily forgotten through our conversations. Mainly Garrett was probing us about our relationship and Laura in turn probing about his and TJ’s relationship.

“TJ and I have been living together for 8 years.”

“How long did you see each other before you started living together?” I asked.

“Well, I really moved in right away with him. I’ve known TJ for most of my life, … since I was in the 8th grade. But we were always chasin’ after girls when we were younger. TJ came out here to go to college and shit. When I got ‘let go’ of my last job I asked him if he would let me move out here with him. And for that first year we lived in his 12’x12’ room. Shit,… That room was cramped as fuck.”

Laura interrupted. “So when did you two start gettin’ it on?”

“Shit when I moved out here I had never met a fag. I was seriously homophobic myself but,… well let’s just say I really didn’t think about TJ like that until one night and a good amount of ecstasy.”

“You still didn’t answer her question,’ I quickly pointed out.

“Shit man, You want a date?!”

“More or less,” Laura answered.

“Well,… let me see if I can remember this shit. I think it was Christmas Eve ,…three years ago. That good ‘nough for ya?”

“That will do thank you,” Laura responded.

“So was he the first guy you ever slept with?” I knew that wasn’t my business, but it came out before I really had a chance to think about it.

“Fuck yeah man. If it weren’t for that pill I would still be fuckin’ pussy instead of suckin’ on cock.”

Laura probed further, “Do you like suckin’ on cock Garrett?”

“What the fuck kinda question is that? Course I like suckin’ on some meat. Do you like it when your man shoots off in your mouth?”

Laura giggled but then straightened her face quickly. “I really like it when I make him cum, period. I don’t really care where it goes as long as I get to see it, feel it, taste it,… anyone will do for me.”

There was a short pause in the conversation, then Laura turned to me. “Did you like sucking on Garrett?”

I couldn’t believe she had asked that. I answered uncomfortably, “Well I certainly didn’t mind it at the time, did I?”

Garrett smiled,” No you certainly did not.

At this point it was 9:30 and we were done with our breakfast. Laura and I were cleaning up and Garrett went to wake TJ.

We finished cleaning and Laura had remembered that she had left her purse out on the deck when we went into the hot tub. “I’ll run up with you to get it.” We climbed the stairs and proceeded to the deck when we heard a couple of voices coming from the room that Chelsea and David had stayed in. Laura turned the corner to peek in.

She turned to me and anxiously waved me over. I looked in and saw Garrett, TJ, David and Chelsea all naked, crowded on the king sized bead. David had his mouth between Chelsea’s legs and Garrett had his lips wrapped around TJ’s growing cock.

I was staring at Chelsea with her hands around David’s head, grinding her pussy into his face. She was moaning rather loudly and her small but adequate breasts were shaking freely with her body. I also took a second to notice Garrett’s hardening monster. He was stroking it and then moved his hand down to start playing with his ass.

I had hardly noticed but my own cock was growing. I put my arm around Laura and she looked up at me lovingly. Her hand dropped over my cock and began unzipping my pants. Her hand slipped inside and grabbed hold of me. She turned and whispered to me, “Do you know what I want?… I want you to lick my pussy.”

With that she took me by the hand and led me into the room. “Any room for us in here?” Garrett and TJ moved over allowing us to sit in between the two couples. Laura jumped on the bed and spread her legs for me. I moved up to her and began kissing her neck and face. We kissed passionately. I lifted her dress off of her and began kissing my way down her body.

Our neighbors, Chelsea and David, were in the same position but as I worked my way down passed her breasts I could see that David had two fingers in his girlfriend’s pussy. She was moaning very loudly and had her eyes all rolled up in the back of her head. On the other side of me, TJ was upright in between demre escort Garrett’s legs and was pushing his cock into Garrett’s lubricated ass. He was loving, and stroked Garrett’s enormous dick as he entered him.

I had nestled my head in between Laura’s gorgeous legs and was kissing and licking around Laura’s perfectly trimmed pussy. I licked her labia and parted them with my tongue. I worked my way up to her clit and I made a broad, wet, slow sweep of my tongue on her clit. Her body lifted and she let out a long breath of air. I moved my tongue into her pussy to wet it for my finger and was surprised by the intense amount of pussy juice that had already formed there. I licked my finger and pushed it inside of her. She pulled on my head and shouted “MORE!” I put another finger in her. She pulled on my head even harder as I screwed my fingers into her. I lapped at her clit and sucked hard as she began to cum. She didn’t shout as she normally does. Her hips started to shake and she let out a deep, loud moan as the orgasm shook her into a dream-like state. (You know those great moments during some orgasms that make you briefly lose consciousness) When she was done cumming I lifted my head and began kissing my way back up her body.

As I rose I looked over at TJ. Moaning, he pulled his cock from Garrett’s ass and jerked himself a few times. Then he unloaded his cum onto Garrett’s cock and stomach. Cum covered Garrett’s pole and he rose to kiss TJ as he pulled the last few drops from his cock. They embraced in a kiss and held each other until TJ left to go to the shower. Garrett lied down and caught his breath. Chelsea, on the other side of me was on top of David, riding his cock for all she was worth. Although David was rather small in the cock department, Chelsea seemed to be enjoying her ride.

I finally got to Laura’s lips and her bright red face. She opened her eyes and smiled at me. Our tongues met before our lips did and we held each other tight until I could feel my cock start to push into her wet cunt. She moaned into my mouth as I went further and further into her pussy. I never felt any resistance from her as my dick bottomed out inside her beautiful pussy. I started moving in and out of her at a constant pace. She looked into my eyes as I made love to her.

Out of the corner of my eye Garrett stood up on the bed and walked over to our neighbors. “Are you enjoying that dick inside your pussy?” She just shook her head. “Hey David, how is she at sucking cock?”

“She’s a master, she can even deep throat.” David stated in a bragging tone.

“Can she now?” Garrett replied, stroking his cock. David looked up and so did Chelsea witnessing how enormous Garrett was as well as noticing the cum that covered his rod.

David ordered Chelsea,“come on, put that black dick in your mouth.”

“I can’t put that dirty dick in my mouth David, it’s all covered in cum,” Chelsea whined out in a pitiful snobbish tone.

Garrett placed his cock in front of Chelsea’s lips. “Open that mouth of yours sweety.”

Chelsea whinced her eyes and turned her head.

“Oh, so you want to be like that huh?” And with that Garrett grabbed Chelsea by the sides of her head, turned her towards him, and moved his cum-drenched cock all over the little Mexican girls face. She still refused to open her mouth though.

“Slap her face with it!” Laura shouted out.

“Yeah, slap my sluts face with your cock,” David states excitedly. Garrett merely holds her head and begins slapping his cock back and forth across Chelsea’s face. She finally opens her mouth and places her tongue out. David stops his movements from below. She licks whatever cum is left on Garrett’s cock and then wraps her lips around the head of the 12” cock in front of her. David begins to fuck her again. She starts to service the cock in her mouth when Garrett wraps his hand around the back of her head.

“So your man say you can deep-throat my dick.”

Chelsea pulls her mouth from his pole. “Oh I want to poppi , I do.”

“Oh you like being treated like a little whore don’t you.”

“Oh yeah poppi, I’m your little whore.” And she began to suck the black cock vigorously. Chelsea was doing her best, but she barely could fit half of Garrett’s tool inside her. The spit and pre-cum gathered on Garrett’s massive nuts and dangled down onto David’s face and neck.

Laura now had her legs high to allow me full access to her cunt. “Your cock feels so good Daddy. I love the feeling of your balls pressing against my ass.” I picked up the pace and began to move deep into her with each stroke. She came hard. She didn’t scream but instead let out a low gutteral moan and shook as my cock pushed deep inside her quaking pussy.

Out of the corner of my eye I saw Garrett screwing his pole into the back of Chelsea’s throat. In fact he had put the entire thing into the back her throat. He just kept on feeding it to her, he never took it out of her throat but just kept on fucking her face as if it was TJ’s ass. Then Garrett pushed Chelsea’s nose against his derince escort pubic hairs and held her there. He bounced his cock in the back of her throat and began grunting. “You little fucking whore. Fuck I’m gonna cum!”

He pulled his cock from her throat and started releasing his sperm into her mouth. When he had filled her mouth she pulled him from it to swallow, jerking a number of streams onto her forehead and nose. A stream hit her in the chin and dripped off onto David’s cheek and neck. When she had swallowed the cum she put Garrett’s still spurting cock back into her mouth.

He collapsed onto the floor when he was finished. Chelsea leaned down to kiss her boyfriend. She opened her mouth and let Garrett’s last shots of cum drool out into David’s mouth. He surprised me by swallowing it all without complaint. Chelsea then licked the cum off of David’s face which had dropped from her own.

When Laura had come down from her orgasm she asked to be on top and ride me. I turned over and she lowered herself on to me. We both let out a long moan as Laura pushed my cock all the way into her. She bent down and kissed me as her pussy worked itself back and forth across my cock.

From behind Laura, I felt someone grab hold of my balls and begin to massage them. “Oh he’s licking my ass baby. It feels so good to have his tongue up my ass.”

I did not know who it was that was servicing us and I don’t believe Laura cared who it was. I figured it must have been Garrett but then I looked down on the floor and he was still lying there.

Soon I felt one finger and then two push into Laura’s ass She gasped and then grinded down onto my cock and the violating fingers, showing her approval of the intrusion. She started swearing and talking filthy.

“That’s it fuck my ass with your fingers. Fuck my little rosebud, come on give it to me you fuck. Oh Jesus I’m gonna cum!” But then I felt the fingers leave her ass and she whimpered. TJ rose from behind her and placed his lubricated cock inside Laura’s waiting ass. “Oh, give it to me, I need it!” TJ pushed hard and fast into my girlfriend’s hole and began grinding his ample dick into her. She screamed from the pain and then started moaning loudly.

“Fuck both my holes. Oh fuck Daddy he feels so good in my ass. That’s it, fuck my ass you slut.” And TJ definitely fucked her ass hard. I could feel the pressure of our two cocks pummeling this beautiful women’s body and soul.

I looked up and saw Garrett with cock in hand waiting for someone to service him. I lifted my head and licked the bottom of his cock. He smiled down at me and put his leg near my head so that I could take him in my mouth. I opened my mouth to allow him to feed me his cock. He put the head in and pushed a little ways further. Laura lowered her head and sucked on the bottom of his shaft while I sucked on his head. He grew rapidly in my mouth and before long was pushing up against my throat. I couldn’t get him any further because of my position. Garrett finally realized this and pulled his cock from my mouth. He then pulled Laura’s head to him and she willingly took it into her mouth and started blowing him. I have never seen anything as sexy as my lover working her way down a huge cock. She had all three holes completely filled.

Garrett was finally satisfied with her blow-job and moved around the bed, placing himself behind Chelsea who was still riding David. He placed some lube on her ass and worked his finger inside her. She whimpered a little but he pushed it in her all the same. She quickened her pace a bit on David but he couldn’t handle it and began cumming inside her pussy.

Chelsea was obviously disappointed that her man didn’t last but Garrett took command of the situation. He bent down and licked Chelsea’s ass and pussy, tasting the cum that David had left behind. Garrett then rose to his feet and pulled Chelsea’s ass towards him. She looked hesitant and I guess any woman used to only a 5”er would be scared of a cock the size of Garrett’s. He slowly pushed the first few inches of his monster into her pussy and she started to whimper. It was plain to see she wasn’t fully ready for it. “Stop! I need to turn around.”

Chelsea flipped over and pulled on his cock a few times. She didn’t seem at all scared but instead somewhat anxious. She cooed as she placed the tip in her cunt. Garrett spit on his pole and began pushing into her. “Oh, give it to me you motherfucker. That’s it, give me that big cock. Fuck my cunt while my man watches.” This very obviously excited Garrett and he pushed about 8 of his 12 inches inside her and began fucking her hard. She began screaming from the pain and ecstasy of being filled so completely. “Come on you faggot, give me the rest of that cock,” Chelsea cried out and he did. He pounded the last 4” into her and didn’t miss a beat. Her orgasms seemed continuous and she proved to have one of the filthiest mouths I’ve ever heard.

Laura to, was in the throws of being seriously fucked. She had buried her face in my neck to muffle her screams. TJ didim escort was pounding into her ass hard and it took all I could to keep my cock buried inside her pussy. TJ began slapping her ass, “Come on you lazy slut, ride back on our cocks.” Laura raised her head and tilted back. Her eyes went back into her head and she began grinding back and forth on my cock while moving TJ’s in and out of her.

Laura spoke in demure tone. “Is that what you wanted baby? You wanted me to push my ass back and forth on your cock?”

“That’s it you little whore, show your Daddy how much you lick my cock in your ass.” She clenched her teeth tight and began moving even faster with TJ meeting her thrusts with his own. She stopped moving for a second, allowing TJ to continue screwing her, Then she screamed at the top of her lungs, ”FUUCCCKK MMMEEE, OHHHH MAKE ME CUMMM!”

Her orgasm lasted a solid minute and when she was done cumming TJ pulled out of her. Laura rolled over next to me in a half conscious state. I spread her legs as TJ came around the bed. I put my hard cock in her ass and it pushed into her easily. TJ dangled his cock in her face and began jerking his cock. She opened her eyes and then opened her mouth. I fucked her ass vigorously while TJ jerked himself. “OH FUCK, mind if I unload this on your woman?”

“Wait for me,” I replied. I felt the semen traveling up from my balls and I pulled out of her, quickly moving beside TJ. “Oh, that’s so sweet of you to wait for him TJ.” Laura said coyly. “That’s it, jerk those cocks for me. Oh yeah give me all that cum. I want it, I worked for it now give it to me.” TJ started to moan and jerk his cock quickly. Laura closed her eyes and opened her mouth wide. TJ was a good shot landing the majority of his cum in her mouth and around her lips and chin. I began to cum seconds after letting it fly all over her tits and neck. The next few shots landed on her cheeks and forehead. Then I made sure I put the last few in her mouth. She showed us all the cum that was in her mouth and then let it disappear down her throat. TJ and I wiped our spent cocks all over her messy face. She cleaned both of them with her tongue and afterwards we collapsed.

When Laura left to clean up, my attention went back to Garrett and Chelsea. Garrett had pulled himself from her and was now lubing up his cock. Chelsea realized his intention and protested. “No, I don’t even let David do that, I can’t fit you. Please don’t.”
TJ responded, “Shut the fuck up you little whore,” and he pushed his cock into her mouth. “Thanks for shutting this whining slut up man. I thought she’d never stop her fucking whining.” Garrett began pushing his rod into her. Slowly her ass opened up for him. Her screams were muffled by TJ’s cock, which was growing inside her mouth. Garrett didn’t waste any time before screwing his monster into her ass. TJ let her come up for air and she yelled Garrett, “You fucker, that’s it fuck my tight virgin ass. Oh my God your gonna split me in two.” With that TJ shoved his cock back in her mouth and began fucking her throat hard. They continued this for a couple of minutes until TJ laid down next to Chelsea and told her to get on his cock. She did and lowered her pussy onto his waiting rod.

Garrett sat down to take a breather. I watched on and stroked my now hardening cock. Chelsea looked over at me, “That’s a nice big cock,… how about feeding it to me. I walked over to her and as soon as my dick was within reach she engulfed it. She swallowed it in one try and buried her nose in my pubic hairs. I couldn’t help but start fucking the back of her throat. I did that until I was fully hard and then moved around the bed, positioning myself behind her. Her ass was already lubricated and I pushed into her easily. She stopped moving on TJ’s cock as I pushed all the way into her and then she began moving rapidly between us.

“That’s it fuck my ass you big dick motherfucker.”

“Oh, now you like having your ass pounded.” With that I grabbed onto her hair and fucked her ass with no abandon. She screamed in agony but she soon started to cum on our dick as we both sawed into her. Garrett came up behind me and slowed me down. He licked my ass a bit and then began screwing me with his finger. He lubed me up good and began pushing his cock into me. I was surprised at how well my ass accomadated his enormous cock but I must have been all stretched out from the night before. The four of us got a rhythm going as TJ and I fucked Chelsea and Garrett screwed into my ass.

When I looked over I saw Laura lying next to us on the bed. Her legs were spread open and she was fingering herself. “Oh Daddy, does that feel good? Does her ass feel good? Do you like having that huge cock in your ass?”

I think I was the only one who noticed that David was moving onto the bed, but Laura certainly did when he put his dick in front of her mouth. She licked his cock until it was hard and then began fucking him with her throat. He grabbed hold of her head and fucked back as he buried his cock into her. She pulled him out, “Lie down and let me ride that cock.” She got on top of him and began bouncing up and down on him. Garrett pulled out of me all of a sudden. He moved behind Laura and licked her ass as she moaned from the sensation. He pushed a finger and then a second inside her ass and she began screaming in ecstasy as she came hard.

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Jeff and Brianna were a happily married couple. Jeff was a local firefighter and Brianna was a local business owner. So needless to say they had no time to keep up with the house work, so they decided they needed to hire a maid. Brianna put out Ads in the paper and waited for responses.

Not even 3 days later they got a bunch of replies and set up interviews. One after another they interviewed women after women… and no one seem to just fit. Jut when they were about to give up all hope a young women, about 23 years old came gliding in. She was about 5’5, long dark hair, very curvy, even Brianna couldn’t help notice how lovely this girl was, and Brianna was getting turned on just looking at her. Jeff was just trying to control himself, no one ever turned him on like that except his wife!

Her name was Jessica, and she was more then qualified for the job, yet Brianna and Jeff knew se was hired as soon as she walked in. However there was something else about her they just liked instantly… she was wearing really tight jeans with her thong popping out of her jeans when she sat down, and a tiny tank top that barley covered her huge breast. She also kept looking at Brianna in a way that if it was any one else Brianna would have been uncomfortable, milas escort however Brianna felt very confident and just wanted tot jump this girl. And Jeff could just feel all this tension and could barley take it.

Just as the interview was almost over, Jessica blurted out how beautiful and sexy she thought Brianna was. Brianna was a little shocked and embarrassed, but replied with how sexy she thought Jessica was. This girl was definitely hired, especially if Jeff had anything to say about it.

The next day Brianna and Jeff both had the day off so they could show Jessica what to do. Jessica showed up right on time, wearing a jean mini skirt, heels and a tight shirt. Brianna focused all morning to get ready, secretly hoping something might happen with Jessica. She knew it has always been Jeff’s dream to see her with another girl, so she knew he wouldn’t mind.

Jessica must have had the same idea, because as soon as they got to the bedroom to show her what to do, Jessica bent over and pulled something out from under the bed. It was Brianna’s vibrator that her and Jeff used the previous night. Jessica just smiled as Brianna and Jeff squirmed a little. Jessica then came up to Brianna and told her mudanya escort not to worry and turned it on and rubbed it against Brianna’s jeans and then kissed Brianna.

Jeff was so shocked he just sat down in the chair and just watched what was unfolding. Jessica was still kissing Brianna and Brianna was getting into it., when Jessica stared to take off Brianna’s shirt and she had no protest. Brianna then started to take off her shirt. Jessica then started to kiss down her neck and took off her bra, then continued down to suck on Brianna’s nipples. Brianna moaned with pleasure, and just wanted to get her lips on Jessica’s nipples. So she lifted Jessica’s head and worked her way down to Jessica’s beautiful huge breast. Jessica threw her head back in pleasure and looked at Jeff, who had his hand down his pants, she just smiled and said “its only going get better”.

Jessica then pushed Brianna onto the bed and pulled off her jeans, armed with the vibrator she ran it up Brianna’s leg and around her clit, Brianna couldn’t really take the teasing anymore, just when Jessica took off her underwear and started licking her swollen clit. Brianna was moaning out of control as Jessica slipped her fingers in and started mustafakemalpaşa escort finger fucking Brianna. Just when Brianna was about to finish Jessica stopped, looked at Brianna and said “now the real fun starts”. Jeff did not know what was going on, but Brianna knew exactly what she meant.

Brianna walked over to her husband, whose pants were now off and his throbbing dick was in his hand, wanting more. Brianna knelt down in front of him and wrapped her mouth around his dick, but then she stopped and Jessica knelt down and wrapped her mouth around it. While Jessica was doing that Brianna was sucking on her breast and rubbing her clit, she then lifted her skirt and laid down under her and teased her wet pussy with soft little licks on her clit.

Just when Jeff was about to finish and Jessica wasn’t to far behind Jessica stopped. She then when to the bed and laid down on her back, Brianna climbed on top of her so her pussy was right in Jessica’s mouth, Jeff then got behind Brianna and stuck his dick in and fucked her nice and slowly while Jessica licked and sucked her clit and played with Jeff’s balls. Brianna returned the favor to Jessica and licked her clit and fucked her with the vibrator. Brianna was the first to finish, but wanted more and Jessica was second, and just as Jeff was about to finish Jessica told him to cum in her mouth, so he fucked Brianna hard, giving her just what she wanted and just before he came he took out his dick and cumed all over Jessica’s mouth and chin.

Safe to say she was definitely hired!!!

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Elie, a very sexy French commodities broker, invited me over to his apartment for the evening. We’d been dating for a couple of months and I chose my lingerie carefully, as I was definitely planning to be stripped down to it after a while. I went with red lace- a bra and a matching thong. Elie told me that we would play “slave”, so I tucked my favorite pair of softcuffs into my purse. I wore black stilettos and a short, sleeveless black dress. I left my red hair down and loose, its waves falling past my shoulders.

At Elie’s place, we were drinking champagne and laughing about something that happened on my last trip to Paris. I felt warm and relaxed. We sat on the black leather couch, but were not touching each other yet. There was a knock at the door. I was surprised, as it was after 10 o’clock. Elie smiled, though, and I remember thinking that this visit was not unexpected.

When the door opened, I saw that it was a friend of Elie’s… I could not remember his name at first, but recalled meeting him one night at a party. Then I remembered – Toni – a dark Spaniard with an intense manner. And an accent that sent sparks through my nether regions. While I did find him attractive, I spoke only a little to him at that party. Standing by the couch, Toni smiled at me and poured himself a glass of champagne. He sat across from us in an armchair and soon he was making me laugh by telling me dry, witty anecdotes about his adventures with Elie. He seemed to have known Elie for quite a few years. I had had three or four glasses of champagne and was feeling a little light-headed. Elie excused himself for a moment to use the bathroom. After he had gone, Toni came to sit next to me on the couch. “I like your hair down.” His hand brushed back a lock that had fallen against my cheek. I could barely breathe. I felt such a magnetic pull towards him…

“Shit,” I thought,” I really like Elie.” I took a deep breath. “Stop it!” I silently commanded my rampant libido. I looked back over my shoulder toward the bathroom and moved a little away from Toni.

“Ah, you are worried. It’s okay, really. If you want, then we will have a very interesting evening, the three of us…” he said, smiling. “If not,” he shrugged, “then I will go…” At that moment, Elie wandered back into the room. He didn’t appear bothered at all that his friend was sitting on the couch with me and I suddenly realized that he had this in mind all along. Hmm… Sneaky devil… Elie sat down on the other side of me, smiling that lopsided smile that I love.

“Well, Michelle, what do you think? Can Toni and I share you tonight?” His hand was on my thigh and I realized that I was tremendously excited by this idea.

I nodded my head, but I wasn’t sure quite how things would work… Elie cupped my face between his hands and gave me a long, warm kiss. When we pulled apart, Toni had a blue cotton bandana in his hands. The last time I saw one of those was at a rodeo. ‘I’m in a kinky cowboy movie and in a moment we’re all going to have hats and spurs!’ I thought, and laughed nervously. Toni slipped it over my eyes like a blindfold. Someone helped me stand. Toni was behind me, kissing the back of my neck, his lips moving further down as he unzipped my dress. He slipped it down over my hips and helped me step out of it. His hands slid up the inside of my legs and his fingers brushed against the red fabric that covered my mostly-bare pussy. Mmmmm…

Elie was kissing my mouth, deep and hungry, while his hands cupped my full breasts, squeezing them gently; his thumbs slid under the fabric to circle my nipples. I protested lightly as I felt my panties also sliding toward the floor. Elie was unfastening my bra. Everything was moving so fast, my head was spinning. I was caught up in sensations…. Pressed between Elie and Toni, I could feel their erections, one against my abdomen and the other against the crack of my ass. A fucking incredible sandwich…

My hands moved to unfasten Elie’s pants but he stepped back, laughing. “Not yet, not yet!” he said. “I think we will have to restrain you, darling.” I willingly held out my wrists. Toni pulled them behind my back and fastened them together. I did not know what he was using, but they were not my softcuffs. They felt cool and heavier and I heard something metallic snap into place as my wrists pulled together. Jesus, has he got real handcuffs? I started to sweat, as I wasn’t sure that I knew what I’d yenibosna escort signed myself up for…

Then they were both at my breasts, their mouths working in tandem on my rapidly-stiffening nipples, stroking them with their tongues and then sucking and biting. Their hands were on my back, pressing me forward. I was moaning; it felt sooo intense. I could feel my pussy getting wetter and wetter in anticipation and my knees were feeling weak…

Those hands moved to my shoulders, urging me down, down onto my knees. I heard zippers being lowered, the sound of clothes being removed. I felt their body heat, smelled their musky excitement as they stepped closer to me. I felt hands on my hair and a warm, hard cock against my face, soft shaved balls against my lips. I caressed them with my tongue and I heard a moan. It sounded like Elie’s, but I was not sure. There was another cock rubbing insistently on my cheek and I turned to it briefly, also stroking it with my tongue. Ah, fur against my chin… Now I know, I thought dreamily. Then there was space again for a few seconds. Were they deciding which of them would be first in my mouth? I heard the clink of a coin and Toni’s low, husky laughter.

I was turned to face the couch, I think. I was still kneeling. Hands pushed me gently forward and I shuffled across the carpet until I felt knees on either side of me. Elie’s voice was in my ear, asking if I had a tie for my hair. No, I did not bring one.

Elie gathered my hair back with his hands, bent me forward, and urged my head down, guiding me to Toni’s waiting cock. I sensed Elie’s body kneeling at my side but a little behind me, holding back my hair, watching my mouth lick and suck his friend. Toni’s cock was shorter than Elie’s, but thicker. ‘I wonder if it turns Elie on to watch this. I know that I’m turned on thinking about him watching me.’ Elie pressed my head down abruptly and I was forced to take Toni’s cock fully in my mouth. I gagged a little, as I was unprepared, and I heard Elie moan softly. I felt his erection pressed against my thigh. Toni lifted his hips up and down, his breath coming faster.

Elie’s cock was rock-hard and dripping with pre-cum fluid. I could feel it on my skin. He dropped my hair and came fully behind me, his hands adjusting my position, spreading my thighs apart. ‘Ooooh, yes’, I thought as he guided his cock head to my entrance. I was very wet.

Elie grabbed my hips and pushed up inside, sliding in his full nine inches. I moaned and Toni could feel the vibration in my throat. My pussy was warm and I squeezed my muscles hard around Elie’s cock. I was in heaven, of course, with one cock filling my mouth and one filling my pussy. It took a few moments, but then Elie and Toni were in sync with each other, both groaning as they got closer to orgasm. Toni was fucking my mouth hard, one hand on my head. I knew he was almost there…. He let out a short, sharp shout and I felt his cock jerk in my mouth as the first burst of cum shot down my throat. I choked a little and he let me lift my head, the rest of his thick, hot cum spurting into my mouth, coating my tongue. Interesting flavor, sharper and more bitter than Elie’s…

I’m sure Elie realized that Toni had shot his load, but he was not quite there yet. Elie pulled out and his hot Gallic voice sounded urgently in my ear. “You want to taste my cum now?”

I straightened and turned towards him, nodding. He knew that was a silly question, as I love his cum! He slid his slick cock between my wet lips. Mmm, it tasted of me. I knew that Elie was close, so I moved my mouth very slowly up and down, stopping only briefly to suck gently on his head. I wondered if Toni was watching. “Lick my balls, baby.” I stopped and moved my tongue lower, stroking his smooth, tight balls with my tongue – long firm strokes…

“Aaaah! I’m so close,” he murmured. “Let me fuck your mouth now, chéri. Take me deep.”

I moved back to Elie’s long, beautiful cock, tilting my head back to let him slide deep inside my throat. He gasped and thrust quickly – once, twice, and then on the third time he let out a deep groan like I’ve never heard him make before. His delicious milky cum shot powerfully down my throat and I choked and swallowed… and swallowed… and his cock kept jerking. I pulled back and my mouth was full of cum and there was still more. I couldn’t keep up with it and some yıldırım escort spilled out over my lips.

“Damn Elie, you were really turned on!” I thought wildly. He slipped out of my mouth and sank to his knees in front of me, tilting my chin up and kissing me warmly, tasting his cum on my tongue. His fingers touched my pussy gently, feeling my wetness. I moaned softly against his silky lips. I felt Toni behind me, removing my restraints. Each of them took hold of one arm, raising me to my feet.

“Come, darling…” They walked me somewhere – to the bedroom, as it turned out. They helped me onto the king-sized mattress and instructed me to lie on my back with my arms over my head. This time, I recognized the feel of the soft cuff restraints as Elie tied my wrists to the cool metal spindles on the brass headboard. I was a little nervous, though, when they both grabbed one of my feet and spread my legs wide, fastening them to the footboard with scarves… I felt incredibly vulnerable and surprisingly aroused by that sensation.

A smile in Elie’s voice- “You are dripping, chéri! I can see how much you enjoyed that. And I know you are going to like this!” The mattress creaked under his weight and I felt his warm breath on my thighs. I wondered briefly what had happened to Toni – and then I felt the flat of Elie’s tongue lapping against my outer lips, licking up my escaping juices. I sighed as his fingers spread my pussy lips open, like a glistening flower. He dipped the tip of his tongue in slowly, moving gently among my folds. I ached for more, moaning and lifting my hips toward his face, pulling against my restraints, but I could get no closer to his mouth.

Meanwhile, Toni had come in. I could sense his presence by my side. He began touching my stomach with his fingers. They were covered in something warm and sticky and he laughed a little as he created something on my body. My stomach is ticklish and I started to laugh too. Then his gooey hands began to massage my breasts, his fingers clinging a little to my skin. He wiped a finger across my lips and my tongue touched it. Mmmm – chocolate. He put a finger in my mouth and I sucked it, swirling my tongue.

The mattress sank down as Toni climbed onto the bed, placing himself just behind my head, his legs on either side of my raised arms. I could feel and smell his earthy heat above me and then a shock as his tongue and mouth began licking and sucking the skin on my sensitive stomach. Aaah, it felt like torture, but in a way that was also exquisitely sensual, shooting shock waves down to my groin. As I moaned and twisted beneath Toni’s mouth, Elie pressed his mouth into my pussy. Ah, ah, ahhhh…

Toni moved to the side of my head and his mouth was on my breast, licking in a circular motion, moving gradually closer to my stiffened nipple. I arched up as his mouth closed over my areola and began sucking. The combination of sensations was driving me mad. I writhed on the mattress, my ankles and wrists pulling hard against my fabric restraints as Elie’s hands slipped beneath my ass and his tongue moved faster and harder against my swollen clit.

“Yessss, oh God, pleeeease….” I made no sense for the rest of it as I got closer to the edge and my body bucked hard against the restraints, rattling the brass frame, as I shuddered at the intensity and length of my first orgasm. I fell back against the mattress, my body weakened but at peace.

The bandana blindfold had loosened from my thrashing and I could see a little. Both men had moved off the bed and I believed that we were finished. Elie smiled at me in the dim light and pulled the bandana off completely. His cheeks were flushed and his blue eyes bright even in this light. I don’t think that I’ve ever seen him this excited and it stirred me, even in my current state.

“Look at how hard I am again,” Elie whispered as he climbed back onto the bed, taking Toni’s position, his knees by my shoulders. He let his cock brush against my face and it was indeed fully erect. Toni, from between my legs, began licking just below my sensitive clit and I gasped. My heart rate had not yet returned to normal from my last orgasm! His tongue did not let up though, working my clit with the flat of his tongue and then using the tip like an artisan as I became more able to tolerate it.

Elie lowered himself so that his velvet balls now brushed my lips, feeling the vibrations as I moaned, my mouth open as I built toward another orgasm. Abruptly, Toni inserted a couple of fingers inside me while sucking my clit and I was beside myself, crying out, “Yesss, fuck me, fuck me!!!” as my hips pushed up hard against him.

I heard Elie groan above me as I paused to draw breath. He muttered, “Oooh yes, I am going to fuck you, chéri. Right in your sweet little mouth…” He began rubbing the head of his cock against my lips and then pushing into my mouth as I grew more and more excited. He held himself still with some effort, enjoying the way that my increasingly guttural cries felt against the sensitive head of his cock. I moved my head wildly against it as I start to cum again and Elie instinctively began thrusting – soooo intense…oooooooooh God… swallowing that long cock. My body was still shuddering when he pulled out and sprayed his hot cum all over my breasts.

After some moments of mutual panting, Elie moved off of me and I heard the Velcro ripping open on the softcuffs as he removed them. Toni was untying the scarves and my legs were free. I moved them gingerly, bending my knees one at a time and lowering my arms. I didn’t feel too sore, considering that I had never been tied for so long before.

“Are you more comfortable now, Michelle? Everything is still working?” Toni asked solicitously as he massaged my upper arms and shoulders while straddling my waist.

I couldn’t help but notice that his thick, dark cock was still quite hard. His body moved back until he was kneeling at my feet, his hands massaging my inner thigh muscles, slipping against the mixed fluids on my pale skin. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the feeling, idly wondering if my pussy was going to experience those fingers again and wondering if I had the strength for yet another orgasm.

Toni’s warm, strong hands had been stroking down my legs while my eyes remain closed. Suddenly, those hands were under my knees, lifting them up and running his palms along my calves to my ankles. As I opened my eyes, he gently pushed my ankles towards my head, exposing my swollen, wet red lips.

We both took a long breath, as I watched him through the “window” between my raised legs. I felt completely exposed and he was staring at my pussy so intently that I felt like it would burst into flame any second! Then, with his hands still pinning me by my ankles, he leaned over me, his long-lashed dark eyes fastened on my green ones, his thick uncircumcised cock head unerringly finding its way deep inside my pussy. I pulled his head down to mine in a rough kiss and thrust my hips upward to meet his cock. My muscles were tight after my recent orgasm, especially in this position, and I felt his thickness stretching me. My tongue in his mouth, I moaned.

He moved from my mouth to my ear. “You like it like this, Michelle? Seems like you want me to fuck you harder. Dígame – tell me…” Teasingly, he pulled back, letting my hips ease down, his cock sliding most of the way out.

“Don’t stop, Toni,” I begged him. “Fuck me like this. Fuck me hard…” I managed to gasp out.

With a triumphant grin, Toni thrust my legs back up over my head as he drove himself forward, sliding that thick cock deep inside. He was talking to me again, but it was all in Spanish and very fast. I speak some of that language, but could not follow it then, as I kept getting distracted by the force of Toni’s fucking. He looked a little demented, his handsome olive skin shining with my juices and smears of chocolate. His obvious enjoyment of this fuck position was really arousing. My clit had swollen enough for his movements to rub it with each pass and I felt myself beginning to peak again.

Half-delirious, I wondered where Elie was in all this. Stroking and watching? I did not know. I could not care right now; I was lost in violent sensations. Toni’s contorted face, panting and screaming, fucking me faster and faster, clutching my thighs as he started to shake and come, my body tensing as I pushed my clit hard against him, desperate for release. Almost there now, almost there…

At that last moment, Toni’s head pulled back and he let loose a hoarse, primal howl. Well, that did it for me. I lifted my ass up so sharply as I reached orgasm that Toni’s hands slipped off my thighs and my legs fell open to the sides. He collapsed on top of me, his cock still spasming inside.

As we laid there, catching our breath, I noticed that water was running in the bathroom. I wondered how much of this last bit Elie had missed. I looked over and saw his long, lean silhouette framed in the doorway, smiling…

“Anyone ready for a shower?”

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Jung gefickt, wird oft beglückt — Miriam, Ronny und Bernice

©Luftikus, Jan 2019

Bernice war gar nicht unglücklich darüber, dass die Schwangerschaftsgymnastik ausgefallen war. Sie fühlte sich auch so topfit und durchaus in der Lage, auch die zweite Geburt in ihrem Leben zu meistern. Klar war sie nun schon wesentlich älter, aber viele Erstgebärende waren noch älter und wenn sie auch danach weitere Kinder wollte, sprach eigentlich nichts dagegen. Nur das Stehen und Gehen in ihren High Heels war etwas unangenehm, aber zur Gymnastik hätte sie diese sowieso ausgezogen. Nun war diese zwar ausgefallen, aber deswegen waren sie und Holger nicht sofort wieder nach Hause gefahren, sondern sich spontan entschlossen, wieder einmal zu ‚Ali Baba’ zu gehen. Anerkanntermaßen hatte der die beste — und größte — Currywurst der ganzen Stadt und etliche andere Spezialitäten, sogar ‚Döner mit und ohne alles’ und Langos. Holger hatte sich mit ‚Süper-Döner’ den Bauch vollgeschlagen und Bernice immerhin eine ‚Kleine Grillplatte mit Pommes’ verzehrt. Dumm war nur, dass die drei kleinen Tischchen besetzt waren und sie daher im Stehen essen mussten. Daher hatte sie einen Spaziergang zur Verdauung abgelehnt und gemeint, es gebe ja noch was anderes, was man nach dem Essen tun solle. An ‚Rauchen’ denke sie dabei aber nicht.

Also hatte Holger sie nach Hause gefahren und dabei bemerkt, dass der Tank fast leer war. Daher wollte er die gerade etwas günstigeren Spritpreise nutzen und beim Diskonter volltanken. Das ‚Nach-dem-Essen-Programm’ könnten sie auch danach noch ausgiebig zelebrieren. Es war ja noch früh am Abend. Und so stand Bernice nun allein im Flur, hatte als erstes ihre Schuhe ausgezogen und genüsslich mit den Zehen gewackelt. Von irgendwoher hörte sie halblaut Musik und vermeinte auch, dazwischen Ächzen und Stöhnen zu vernehmen. „Miriam, Miriam, Miriam!”, zischte sie leise, „kannst du nicht wenigstens deine Tür zu machen, wenn du mit deinem Freund vögelst?” Als sie ihren Mantel auf einen Kleiderhaken hängen wollte, rutschte ein anderer von der Stange und knallte auf den Holzfußboden. Stöhnend hob sie ihn auf und verfluchte zur Abwechslung ihren Babybauch, der das Bücken doch etwas mühsam gestaltete. Auf nackten leisen Sohlen tapste sie durch den Flur, wobei sie feststellte, dass die Musik aus dem Wohnzimmer kam. „Hattest es wohl recht eilig, den guten Ronny ins Bett zu zerren?”, murmelte sie und steuerte die Stereoanlage an. Ihr war jetzt mehr nach härterem Rock, die ‚Schmusesongs’ gingen ihr auf den Zeiger. Und das enge Kleid brachte sie noch um! Es betonte zwar ihre Figur, die nach Aussage mancher Männer trotz Babykugel noch sehr ansprechend war — und natürlich auch die Kugel, auf die sie wahnsinnig stolz war. Sie bückte sich ächzend nach der Fernbedienung, schaltete den CD-Wechsler um und lauschte den Klängen von Robbie Williams. Mit beiden Händen packte sie, sich in den Hüften wiegend, den Saum ihres Stretchkleides, zog ihn höher und mit etwas Schwung über das ‚Gewölbe’ – und erstarrte.

Auf der Couch entdeckte sie ihre Tochter Miriam, splitternackt auf allen vieren und Ronny, hinter ihr kniend, wobei sein Schwanz etwa zur Hälfte im Mädchen steckte. Beide starrten Bernice mit großen Augen an. Bernice starrte zurück. Nicht einmal ein Augenlid flackerte. Die freche Miriam reagierte als erste und kicherte. „Mama?”

Bernice erwachte aus ihrer Starre. „Was zum Teufel treibt ihr denn da?” Miriam prustete. „Naja, ist mir schon klar, was ihr treibt! Aber warum da? Warum seid ihr nicht in deinem Zimmer, zum Kuckuck?”

Miriam gackerte los. „Irgendwie strange, was? Du hast übrigens kein Höschen an, Mama. Warum?”

Auch Ronny fand wieder Worte: „Entschuldigen Sie bitte, Frau Fötzinger, wir dachten, Sie kämen erst in zwei Stunden wieder!”

„Hallo? Krieg ich jetzt Vorwürfe, weil ich in mein Haus komme, Herr Stecher? Und überhaupt hast du noch Socken an! Das ist ja degoutant! Man kann alles Mögliche beim Ficken anhaben, aber nur Socken? Das geht ja gar nicht!”

„Entschuldigen Sie, Frau Fötzinger, so war es nicht gemeint!”

„Wie denn? Und, ich bitte dich, hör auf, mich ‚Frau Fötzinger’ zu nennen. Ist ja absurd! Du vögelst meine Tochter, nackt auf dem Sofa — bis auf die verdammten Socken — und ich steh da …” Sie überlegte und betrachtete ihre Brust, die vom hochgerollten Kleid noch halb bedeckt war und zog es mit entschlossenem Ruck über den Kopf. „… nackter Bayan Escort als du. Da kann man sich doch nicht siezen!” Sie näherte sich, reichte Ronny die Hand. „Bernice. Du darfst auch Bernie sagen.”

Er grinste und schüttelte ihre Hand. „Ronald Stecher, Bernie! Du darfst mich Ronny nennen. Die Socken zieh ich auch gleich aus. Miriam hatte es bloß so eilig!”

Sie neigte sich zu ihm und küsste ihn auf den Mund, wobei sie keck die Lippen öffnete. Ihre Zungen trafen sich auf halbem Weg. „Das tu ich doch schon die ganze Zeit.” Es war schon ziemlich absurd. Der junge Liebhaber ihrer Tochter steckt immer noch halb in deren Muschi und küsste dabei die nackte ‚künftige Schwiegermutter’ mit Zunge.

Miriam bewegte leicht ihren Po vor und zurück und bemerkte sofort die Schwäche im Glied. Daher dreht sie sich um und wies anklagend auf das weiche Rohr. „Schau her, was du angerichtet hast, Mama! Jetzt kannst du schauen, wie du das wieder auf die Reihe kriegst! Ich muss mal für kleine Flexi-Girls!” Mit diesen Worten hüpfte sie mit einem Salto von der Couch auf den weichen Teppich und mit einem Flickflack zur Tür. Von dort warf sie den zwei Verdutzten Kusshände zu und verschwand im Bad.

„Wie hat sie denn das jetzt gemeint?”, fragte Bernice verunsichert.

„Ich fürchte, sie möchte danach weiter gefickt werden und das mit einem steifen Glied. Aber machen Sie sich — äh — mach dir keine Sorgen, das krieg ich schon allein wieder hin. Da brauch ich — äh — dich nur anschauen, wenn ich darf.”

„Ach, Gottchen! Mit der Kugel bin ich doch nicht attraktiv! Da kannst du doch nicht … Soll ich etwa helfen?”

„Ich würde ja nicht nein sagen, wenn es ernst gemeint ist, aber ich finde Sie — äh — dich ganz besonders attraktiv mit dem Babybauch. Ich träume schon lange davon einmal mit einer … Ups, entschuldige!”

„Mit einer was? Was mit einer was? Mit einer Schwangeren zu ficken? Schlimmer Junge du! Klingt aber reizvoll, wenn du das so sagst. Wie ein Kompliment. Jetzt sieh aber zu, dass du deinen Schwanz einsatzbereit für Miriam bekommst! Oder muss oder darf ich doch helfen?” Sie ließ sich schwerfällig neben ihm auf der Couch nieder, lehnte sich in eine Ecke und streckte ihren Babybauch prall in die Höhe. Wie ferngesteuert legte er eine Hand auf ihren Nabel und streichelte das Ungeborene. Sie seufzte.

‚Was wird das jetzt?’, ging es Ronny durch den Kopf. War Frau Fötzinger allen Ernstes bereit oder gar interessiert, bei ihm … bei ihm was? Ihn zu wichsen? Womöglich ihm einen zu blasen oder gar …? Er fasste es nicht. Vor Miriam hatte er kurze Zeit eine Freundin gehabt, die von ihrer Mutter nicht aus den Augen gelassen wurde und die sofort auf die Barrikaden stieg, wenn er eventuell unzüchtige Streicheleinheiten zu vergeben hatte — von einem richtigen Geschlechtsverkehr gar nicht zu reden. Und Bernice forderte ihn sogar auf, seinen Schwanz auf Vordermann zu bringen, damit er danach ihre Tochter weiterficken konnte. Allein die Vorstellung hätte eigentlich bei ihm einen Steifen bis hin zum Platzen hervorrufen müssen, aber das Gegenteil war der Fall. Er schwächelte. So kam es, dass sich Bernice plötzlich ächzend vorbeugte, seine Eichel zwischen ihre Lippen nahm und anfing, gekonnt seinen Kolben zu belutschen. Das wirkte sich schlagartig wunschgemäß aus, aber Bernice hörte deswegen nicht auf! Anscheinend war sie mehr ‚interessiert’ als nur ‚hilfsbereit’. Aber wie genau hatte das nun Miriam gemeint? Ronny war unsicher, denn er liebte die freche Tochter wirklich und wollte diese Liebe nicht durch zu forsches Vorgehen bei deren Mutter gefährden.

Vorsichtshalber schob Ronny die darob enttäuschte Bernice von sich weg und hoffte, dass Miriam bald wieder zu ihm kam. Dann, so sein Plan, wollte er mit ihr schleunigst nach oben verschwinden. Langsam sank der aufrechte Krieger wieder in sich zusammen und wurde zum Schwänzchen.

„Also wirklich!”, schimpfte Miriam, als sie gleich darauf wieder ins Wohnzimmer eilte. „Der steht ja überhaupt nicht! Mama, wie kriegst du das bei Papa hin? Irgendwie musst du das ja schaffen. Ich höre euch doch jede Nacht! Und von dir hätte ich mir auch mehr erwartet, Ronny!”

„Äh — also — äh — ich war mir eben nicht sicher, wie du das gemeint hast, dass deine Mutter ‚das wieder auf die Reihe kriegen’ soll. Ich meine, das klang ja so, als sollte sie mich hochwichsen oder sogar blasen!”

„Ja und? He, findest du sie Escort etwa nicht mehr attraktiv? Hast du mir nicht schon öfter gesagt, dass du meine Mom echt sexy findest und sie nicht von der Bettkante schubsen würdest? Und jetzt hättest du die Gelegenheit, wo sie schon mal nackig bei dir ist und dann …? Immerhin hast du sie ja schon geküsst! Also?”

„Äh”, sagte Ronny und war froh, dass er seine Socken ausziehen und mit dieser Aktivität Zeit schinden konnte.

Auch Bernice kam ihm zu Hilfe. „Du hast gefragt, warum ich kein Höschen anhab? Das geht dich ja eigentlich nichts an, aber mit dem Ballon da engt mich der Gummi ein. Also hab ich es ausgezogen. Im Auto! Der Holger wäre fast in einen Bus gefahren, als er das gesehen hat!” Sie lachte laut bei der Erinnerung. „Und dann kriegte er einen Steifen. Ich hätte ihm ja einen geblasen, aber mit dem Bauch bin ich nicht mehr so beweglich. Darum hab ich ihm bloß …”

„Mama! So genau wollen wir es gar nicht wissen. Wo ist Papa eigentlich?”

„Der wollte noch tanken und dann wird er vermutlich noch das Auto innen saugen und so weiter. Der kommt schon noch.”

„Äh? Sollten wir dann nicht lieber …?, wandte sich Ronny an seine Freundin.

„Ach was! Der braucht für sowas immer Stunden. Jetzt, wo wir gerade so gemütlich zusammensitzen, möchte ich doch zu gern sehen, wie meine liebe Mama deinen Schwanz wieder hochkriegt, wenn sie ihn schon auf fünf Zentimeter erschreckt hat. Los, Mama, zeig, was du draufhast. Ich seh’ dir doch an, dass du auf Ronnys Schwanz stehst — wenn er steht!”

„Miriam! Was redest du denn da? Ronny ist doch kaum älter als du. Und außerdem dein Freund und nicht meiner.”

„Du magst Ronny nicht?”, fragte Miriam mit gespieltem Entsetzen und versuchte, ein Tränchen rauszudrücken und gleichzeitig das Lachen zu verbeißen. Es war aber auch zu absurd! „Außerdem bist du ja auch kaum älter als er!”

„Wie? Natürlich mag ich Ronny und natürlich ist er jünger als ich, viel jünger! Viel zu jung, jawohl!”

„Für mich ist er grad richtig und gib es ruhig zu, dass du auch geil auf ihn bist! Deine Nippel verraten es, denn hier ist gut eingeheizt. Auf die Kälte schieben kannst du es nicht!” Blitzschnell ließ sie ihre Hand vorschnellen und strich ihrer schwangeren Mutter durch die Schamlippen. „Entweder dein Baby weint oder deine Muschi sabbert!”

„Miriam! Jetzt ist aber gut!”

„Los, lass dich von Ronny ficken, dann ist nicht nur gut, sondern besser! Ich habe nichts dagegen, dir tut’s gut und Ronny will sowieso schon ewig mal mit erstens einer Schwangeren ficken und zweitens mit dir, egal ob schwanger oder nicht. Da schlägt er dann gleich …!”

„Mirimaus!”, rügte Ronny, „Was redest du denn für Zeug?”

„Kein Zeug! Ist doch wahr! Komm Mama, ich helfe dir, wir blasen ihn gemeinsam hoch und dann, du wirst sehen, habt ihr miteinander Spaß beim Ficken!” Gesagt, getan, sie kniete vor Ronny auf dem weichen Teppich und bearbeitete seinen Penis zuerst mit den Fingern und nachdem er eine gewisse Größe erreicht hatte, auch mit dem Mund. „Komm schon, Mama! Ich habe doch gesehen, wie du ihm vorher schon einen geblasen hast! Also kannst du es mit mir zusammen auch machen! — Jahaa! Ich musste gar nicht aufs Klo, ich habe euch beobachtet! Bernice schaute ihrer Tochter tief in die Augen und erkannte, dass es die reine Wahrheit war. Seufzend gab sie ihrer Lust nach und von da an saugten, leckten, schlabberten und bliesen Mutter und Tochter abwechselnd oder gemeinsam …

… bis Ronny hektisch abwinkte. „Ich komm gleich!”

Miriam ließ ihre Mutter weiter am Schwanz mundwerken, fragte aber nachdenklich: „Sollen wir ihn gleich mal kommen lassen, damit er nachher länger aushält, Mama?” Bernice nickte, ohne Ronnys Schwanz aus dem Mund zu nehmen. „Also ja! Du oder ich oder lassen wir ihn uns beide ins Gesicht spritzen?”

Wieder nickte Bernice, ließ Ronnys Lutschstange dann aber über ihre Lippen flutschen und meinte: „Lass ihn uns anspritzen. Ich leck dir dann das Gesicht sauber, weil ich Sperma sowieso mag. Okay?”

„Same to me! Das wird geil, wenn wir uns gegenseitig seinen Saft abschlecken!” Ronny wurde ganz anders zumute, er ächzte, obwohl gerade keine von beiden mit dem Mund an ihm zugange war. Aber Bernice massierte seine Eier und Miriam seinen Schaft. Danach bliesen sie ihn abwechselnd, bis er heftig spritzte. Von Miriams Kinn bis zu Bernices Augenbrauen waren Ankara Eskort beide Gesichter ausgiebig bekleckert und die beiden jungen Frauen säuberten zuerst seinen Schwanz, ehe sie sich einander zuwandten.

„Du siehst richtig versaut aus, kleine Tochter!”, lobte Bernice, die von ihrer Tochter schon um eine Handbreite überragt wurde und fischte mit der Zungenspitze einen Klacks Sperma von Miriams Wange.

„Du nicht weniger, große Mama!” Die Reinigungsaktion dauerte einige Zeit und als sie nichts mehr zum Weglecken fanden, drehten sie sich wieder Ronny zu. „Da, schau mal, Mama! Er steht schon wieder! Alter geht vor Schönheit, also, Ronny, fickst du zuerst Bernice!”

„Ich finde Bernie nicht weniger schön, Mirimaus. Von daher wünschte ich mir zwei Schwänze, damit ich euch gleichzeitig ficken könnte. Komm, leg dich bequem hin, Bernie!”

„Echt jetzt? Du würdest mich wirklich ficken wollen und Miriam vernachlässigen?” Ronny nickte begeistert. „Und dir macht es wirklich nichts aus, Mäuschen?”

„Doch, jetzt schon! Du sollst mich nicht ‚Mäuschen’ nennen! Hab ich das noch nicht oft genug gesagt?”

„Entschuldige bitte, M — Miriam! Aber für mich bist du halt immer noch mein Mäuschen, schon immer, auch wenn du jetzt schon alt genug zum Ficken bist. Ich versuche ja, es nicht mehr zu sagen.”

„Schon gut, Mamamäuschen! Jetzt leg dich halt hin und lass Ronny sein gutes Werk tun!

„Du, ich brauch keine Almosen, aber wenn er es freiwillig macht und du wirklich nicht eifersüchtig bist, dann am liebsten von hinten. Da hab ich dann nicht so einen Druck aufs Baby.” Bernice klettert auf die Couch und streckte Ronny ihren Hintern entgegen. Miriam musste ein wenig rücken und saß jetzt auf der breiten Seitenlehne, zwei Finger vibrierend auf ihrer Spalte.

Für Ronny war jetzt alles klar. Er durfte und er würde — und zwar mit Freuden — Miriams Mutter bumsen. Dass er ihr dabei nicht in die Augen schauen konnte, minderte seine Lust nur unwesentlich, denn das mit dem Baby konnte er nachvollziehen. ‚Vielleicht’, dachte er, während er seine Eichel durch die glitschigen Schamlippen der Schwangeren schob, ‚kann ich sie nachher zu einem Stellungswechsel überreden. Sie kann ja auf mir reiten, damit ich mit ihren Titten spielen kann.’

Ronny hielt sich an den Hüften seiner Schwiegermutter in spe gut fest und fickte sie schön langsam und vorsichtig von hinten. Miriam setzte sich vor ihrer Mutter auf der Lehne zurecht, spreizte die Beine und masturbierte versonnen vor sich hin, bis ihr eine Idee kam. Sie streckte eine Hand aus und streichelte die Wangen von Bernice, die sich vor Lust gerötet hatten. Langsam strich ihre Hand von der Wange in den Nacken und so drückte sie den Kopf nach und nach nach unten. Da begriff auch Bernice, was ihre Tochter im Schilde führte und wehrte sich dagegen. „Komm schon, Mama! Ist doch nichts dabei! Das gehört einfach dazu, wenn wir schon gemeinsam ficken. Wie ich gehört habe, bist du sonst ja auch nicht so zimperlich!”

„Weeer sagt denn sowas?”

„Meine Tante Nadine zum Beispiel, deine Schwester, die merkwürdigerweise sogar ein paar Monate jünger ist als ich. Da scheint deine Mutter ja auch etwa in deinem Alter noch einmal schwanger gewesen zu sein.” Bernice schwieg. Was hätte sie auch sagen können? Miriam fuhr fort, den Kopf ihrer Mutter in Richtung ihrer Muschi zu drücken, was zwar langsam, dann aber doch gelang. Erst als Bernice sich ergab und mit ihrer Zunge die Lustritze ihrer Tochter bediente, sprach Miriam weiter. „Ich habe neulich mal bewusst unsere Familie genauer unter die Lupe genommen. Ist schon etwas merkwürdig — aaaah, leckst du guuut, Mama! — im Vergleich mit anderen Familien. Ich habe eine Uroma, die erst letztes Jahr in Rente gegangen ist, meine Oma hat eine Tochter und einen Sohn ungefähr in meinem Alter und du bist grad mal doppelt so alt wie ich und dazu im achten Monat schwanger! Was sagt uns das?”

Bernice stöhnte vor Wollust, aber auch, weil Miriam ein etwas heikles Problem angesprochen hatte. „Was soll — uuuh! — uns — aaah — das …?” Den Rest stöhnte sie unverständlich in die Schamlippen ihrer Tochter, aber es war ja klar, was sie gesagt hatte. Ronny fickte jetzt heftiger, weil er erkannt hatte, dass Bernice keine besondere Schonung brauchte, sondern seine harten Stöße mehr genoss als seine vorsichtigen.

„Was sagt uns das? Das sagt uns, dass ich in der Familientradition schon reichlich spät dran bin, das sagt es uns.”

„Wie? Was? Womit bist du spät dran?”

„Na, mit meiner Schwangerschaft!”

„Waaas? Du willst schwanger werden?”

„Fast, nicht ganz richtig. Ich bin schwanger, aber erst in dritten Monat!”

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Meine zweite Frau und ich waren vor einigen Jahren, nachdem ich in Rente gegangen war, nach Mallorca ausgewandert und hatten uns von unseren Ersparnissen ein schönes Haus mit Grundstück am Meer leisten können. Maria, so heißt meine Gattin, ist eine sehr schöne Frau und fünfzehn Jahre jünger als ich. Wir führten eine glückliche Ehe und genossen unsere gemeinsame Zeit in vollen Zügen. Da wir jetzt schon etwa sieben Jahre auf Mallorca leben, haben wir einen kleinen Freundeskreis aufgebaut und häufig Partys bei uns gefeiert. Jedes Jahr in den Sommerferien kam meine Enkelin zu uns und verbrachte manchmal acht Wochen auf der Insel. Letztes Jahr hatte sie Abitur gemacht und wollte danach ein Jahr auf Mallorca studieren. Wir freuten uns auf ihren Besuch, aber die gute Stimmung hielt diesmal nicht lange. Sonja, meine Enkelin, benahm sich anders als sonst. Sie studierte zwar scheinbar fleißig, aber noch fleißiger war sie beim Feiern. Manchmal kam sie sturzbetrunken nach Hause und brachte nachts sogar Freunde mit in unser Haus. Maria meckerte und schimpfte ständig, besonders wegen Sonjas Kleidungsstil. Im Haus trug sie häufig nur knappe Shorts und durchsichtige Tops ohne BH.

Ich glaube, dass war der Hauptgrund, warum sich meine Frau ärgerte. Sonja hatte mit ihren achtzehn Jahren einen beachtlichen Vorbau und schien stolz darauf zu sein, während Maria schon seit ich sie kenne Komplexe wegen ihrer eher kleinen Brüste hat. Allerdings gefielen mir die Titten meiner Frau wesentlich besser, denn Sonjas Brüste waren so groß und scheinbar auch sehr schwer, dass sie richtig tief hingen, fast wie bei einer älteren Frau, obwohl sie sonst eine eher zierliche und knackige Figur hat. Diese riesigen Euter passten irgendwie nicht zu dem Rest ihres Körpers. An dem Tag an dem die Situation eskalierte, sonnte sich Sonja oben ohne im Garten und rieb sich die vollen Brüste genüsslich mit Sonnenöl ein, während Maria in der Küche am Fenster stand und schimpfte: „Schau dir das an, deine Enkelin ist eine Exhibitionistin. Sieh dir das an, wie sie ihre Protztitten einreibt! Kannst du ihr bitte sagen, dass sie sich was anziehen soll, wir sind ja hier nicht im Pornokino.” Also ging ich nach draußen und bat Sonja, sich etwas überzuziehen. Die Reaktion meiner Enkelin war allerdings so überraschend für mich, dass mir die Spucke wegblieb. „Aber Opa, gefallen dir meine dicken Glocken etwa nicht? Die Jungs, mit denen ich Party mache, die zahlen sogar dafür, wenn ich sie glotzen und fummeln lasse. Die sagen, ich hätte das geilste Gesäuge, das sie jemals gesehen haben.” Ich war schockiert. Meine Enkelin war eine perverse kleine Nutte. Ich konnte in diesem Moment wirklich nichts sagen und ging wortlos zurück ins Haus. Maria bereitete gerade die Salate für die Party am Abend vor, zur der wir unsere Nachbarn und Freunde eingeladen hatten. Mir gingen Sonjas Worte bis zum Abend nicht aus dem Kopf, aber ich konnte und wollte mit Maria nicht darüber reden. Allerdings sollte es noch schlimmer kommen.

Beim Abendessen im Garten bemerkte ich, wie Sonja mit einigen Männern aus der Nachbarschaft flirtete. Ich dachte mir zuerst nichts dabei, bis Sonja ins Haus ging und nach zwanzig Minuten immer noch nicht wieder zurück war. Seltsam war auch, dass die Jungs und mein Kumpel Fred scheinbar Ankara escort plötzlich alle, manche abwechselnd, zur Toilette mussten. Bevor das meiner Frau auffallen würde, beschloss ich mal nach dem Rechten zu sehen. Im Badezimmer, die Tür war nur angelehnt, saß meine Enkelin auf der Toilette und ließ sich in Mund und Möse vögeln, während Fred daneben stand und wichste. „Was ist denn hier los!” rief ich wütend und brüllte die Kerle an, sie sollen sofort verschwinden. Fred, ein verheirateter Mann Ende fünfzig und schon seit Jahren mein bester Kumpel, versuchte mich zu beschwichtigen. „Nimm` s nicht persönlich Rolf es ist nichts Schlimmes passiert, die Kleine braucht das, es macht ihr Spaß.” Sonja grinste und sagte ich solle nicht sauer sein, sie brauche das Ficken wie die Luft zum atmen. „Von wie vielen Kerlen hast du dich denn jetzt vögeln lassen, du kleine Nutte. Du siehst aus, als wäre eine ganze Kompanie über dich drüber gerutscht” schimpfte ich. „Aber Opi, sei mir jetzt bitte nicht böse, ich kann nichts dafür. Es macht mir so viel Spaß und dann verliere ich die Kontrolle.”

Ich muss zugeben, beim Anblick der roten aufgefickten Möse von Sonja, spürte ich ein Zucken in meinen Eiern, aber da es sich um meine kleine Enkeltochter handelte, konnte ich dieses Gefühl schnell verdrängen. „Los, ab mit dir in die Badewanne, dusche dich ab, oder soll dich Maria so sehen.” Ich ging zur Tür und verschloss sie von innen. „Ich helfe dir, beim Ausduschen deiner Muschi. Knie dich am besten in die Wanne, dann geht es ganz schnell.” Als ich die triefende Fotze der Kleinen von hinten sah, wurde mir heiß und kalt. Dieser geile Anblick hätte nicht mal meinen Sohn kalt gelassen. „Ja schön ins Hohlkreuz, damit ich mir dein offenes Loch genau ansehen kann. Da waren ja mindestens fünf Schwänze drin. Deine aufgedunsene Möse steht sperrangelweit offen.” Ich prüfte das feuchte Loch erst mit einem, dann mit drei Fingern.Die Fotze der kleinen Sau stand wirklich sperrangelweit offen. Sie war knallrot, angeschwollen und aus dem Loch tropfte Sperma. „Du hast dir wohl die Soße von allen ins Loch spritzen lassen, du läufst ja richtig aus.” Meine Hose platzte fast, aber zum Glück sah meine Enkelin das nicht. Ich nahm den Duschschlauch und spülte die Fotze langsam und gründlich aus. „Ja Opa, aber es waren nur vier Typen, die mich besamt haben. Ich würde sowas gerne wieder machen. Aber dann möchte ich es auch mal im Po ausprobieren.” Dieses kleine Luder wollte scheinbar, dass ich mir in die Hose spritze. Analsex hatte mich schon immer besonders geil gemacht, aber Maria war nie dazu bereit gewesen. Plötzlich fiel mein Blick auf die Uhr. Sicher hatte meine Frau unsere Abwesenheit schon bemerkt. Ich gab Sonja den Duschschlauch und sagte, sie solle sich fertig machen und wieder rauskommen. In dieser Nacht vögelte ich Maria wie schon lange nicht mehr, während ich ununterbrochen an die durch gefickte Möse meiner Enkelin dachte.

Am nächsten Morgen, ich arbeitete im Garten und Maria war gerade in die Stadt gefahren, kam Sonja auf mich zu, hob ihr Röckchen hoch und sagte: „Schau mal Opa, ich habe mir eine ziemlich dicke Karotte in den Po geschoben. Meinst du ich kann mich jetzt auch ins Poloch vögeln lassen?” Sie lächelte dabei so unschuldig, als habe Escort Ankara sie mir gerade erzählt, dass sie in der Schule eine eins bekommen hat. „Sonja, was machst du denn da, ich bin doch dein Opa. Hör doch auf mit solchen Sachen.” Ich sah fasziniert auf die zwischen den Backen steckende Karotte. „Bitte Opi, ich möchte das doch einfach mal ausprobieren und ich habe gelesen, dass man das Poloch vor dem Analverkehr dehnen muss. Kannst du mir bitte dabei helfen? Bitte! Heute Abend möchte ich auf eine Party im Wohnheim gehen, da soll mein Hintern schön gedehnt sein.” Ich glaubte es schon wieder nicht, was da gerade passierte, packte meine Enkelin am Arm und zog sie ins Haus. „Na schön Schätzchen, ich werde dir behilflich sein.” Ich stellte einen Hocker in die Mitte der Küche, legte ein Kissen darauf und holte die Digitalkamera und etwas Öl. Als ich Sonja von meiner Absicht „Vorher-Nachher Fotos” zu machen erzählte, leuchteten ihre Augen vor Begeisterung. „Das ist ja eine super Idee von dir, Opi. Ich will auch sehen, wie mein Loch aussieht, wenn es gedehnt ist.” Ich wies Sonja an, sich auf den Hocker zu knien und sich mit den Händen auf dem Boden abzustützen. So hatte ich den besten Ausblick auf Arsch und Fotze. Die Karotte hatte meine Enkelin bereits aus dem Po entfernt und das kleine runzelige Loch hatte sich sofort wieder geschlossen. Zuerst wollte ich einige Fotos von Sonjas Hinterteil machen, aber meine versaute kleine Schlampe hatte die glorreiche Idee, dass eine Seitenansicht ohne T-Shirt auch schön sei.

Sie hatte wirklich fette Glocken. Kein Wunder, dass sogar mein Kumpel Fred nicht hatte widerstehen können. Seit Jahren erzählt er nichts anderes, als wie gerne er dicke Euter abmelkt. Nach den ersten Fotos, zog ich mir Küchenhandschuhe über, träufelte Öl auf das Arschloch der Kleinen und versuchte den ersten Dehnungsschritt mit den Fingern vorzunehmen. „So ist es brav, schön locker lassen. Ich will zuerst mal sehen, wie viele Finger in dein Loch reinpassen. Siehst du, einer ist kein Problem für dich, jetzt versuchen wir es mal mit zwei.” Sonja stöhnte, hielt aber still und drückte ihren Hintern gegen meine Finger die mittlerweile wild in ihrem Loch herum fickten. Jetzt war ich neugierig, wie viel die Kleine in ihrem Kackloch verkraften würde. Ich holte drei dicke Karotten, rieb sie mit Öl ein und schob sie nacheinander problemlos in den Kanal. Dieses Bild musste festgehalten werden. „Bitte Opa, versuch mein Loch noch mehr zu dehnen. Das fühlt sich so gut an” stöhnte die kleine Sau. Ihre Fotze glänzte schon wieder ganz feucht. Es wird wohl nicht mehr lange dauern, bis ihr der Schleim literweise aus dem Loch läuft, dachte ich.

Ich tat der Kleinen den Gefallen und holte zwei Maiskolben. „Du bist scheinbar sehr dehnbar Sonja. Hast du auch schon mal versucht, die Muschi zu weiten? Vielleicht sollten wir das auch gleich machen, dann kannst du dich von zwei Kerlen gleichzeitig in die Muschi ficken lassen.” Ohne eine Antwort abzuwarten, stopfte ich den eingeölten Maiskolben in Sonjas Fotze. „Siehst du” ich fickte damit ein wenig in ihr herum „da passen doch bestimmt auch zwei rein.” „Jaaaa ah ja” stöhnte Sonja, als ich den zweiten Kolben hinterher drückte. Hiervon wollte ich mehr als nur ein Foto. Das war das geilste, Escort Bayan was ich bis dahin gesehen hatte. „So mein Mädchen, jetzt versuchen wir das mal mit deiner Arschfotze.” Ich holte die Karotten aus dem Loch und ersetzte sie durch einen Maiskolben. Zwei Kolben dieser Größe würde die Rosette zum jetzigen Zeitpunkt sicher nicht verkraften, dachte ich und versuchte stattdessen noch eine Karotte ins Loch zu zwängen. „Oh ja Schatz, so ist das gut. Du bist eine richtige kleine Dreilochsau. So schöne, große, gedehnte Löcher. Jetzt kannst du dich von einer ganzen Horde großschwänziger Typen durchnehmen lassen. Fein, deine Löcher sind so dehnbar. Was hältst du davon, wenn du die Jungs mit hierher bringst. Maria will zwei Tage bei ihrer Freundin verbringen.” Ich befreite Sonjas Löcher vom Gemüse und staunte, wie offen ihre Löcher waren. „Wirklich? Ist das dein Ernst? Das wäre super. Dann kann ich mich gemütlich vögeln lassen und danach gleich ab ins Bett.”

Abends lud ich Fred zu mir ein, um mit ihm über meine verkommene Enkelin zu sprechen. Fred versuchte sich zuerst rauszureden und zu entschuldigen: „Es tut mir leid, Rolf, aber als sie mir ihre fetten Titten gezeigt hat, habe ich die Kontrolle verloren. Solche Euter habe ich bei einem so jungen Mädchen noch nie gesehen. Du darfst mir das nicht übel nehmen.” „Ist schon gut Rolf, sie lässt sich die Dinger auch be- grapschen, für Geld. Neulich hat sie mir erzählt, dass die Jungs ihr Gesäuge total geil finden und gern bezahlen, wenn sie daran fummeln dürfen.” Fred wurde nervös. „Gesäuge? Hat sie ihre Titten selbst so bezeichnet. Gott wie geil. Deine Enkelin ist eine richtig geile Sau. Ich bezahle auch dafür. Bitte frag sie, was sie haben will, ich bin nicht knausrig.” Fred hatte sich so geil geredet, dass ich grinsen musste. „Du hast mir doch von den Pumpen erzählt, die du zu Hause hast. Bring sie doch morgen Abend mal her, vielleicht kann ich für dich was aushandeln.” Fred schien über glücklich, da kam Sonja nach Hause, drei besoffene Typen im Schlepptau. „Hallo Opi, wir gehen nach oben in mein Zimmer” gluckste sie und verschwand mit den Typen außer Sichtweite.

Vom Geschrei und Gestöhne angeheizt, machten Fred und ich mich einige Minuten später auch auf nach oben. Im Türrahmen stehend beobachteten wir, wie sie sich willig in alle Löcher ficken ließ. Die drei besoffenen Typen bewiesen allerdings wenig Stehvermögen und machten bald schlapp. Nachdem ich die drei aus dem Haus geworfen hatte, wollte ich mir die Löcher meiner betrunkenen Enkelin nochmal ansehen. Sie war so voll, morgen würde sie sich sicher an nichts erinnern. „Komm Schatz, zeig dem Opa und dem Onkel Fred mal deine Muschi und dein Arschloch. Wie viele Schwänze waren denn heute da schon drin?” Sonja kicherte nur und alberte herum. „Mach die Beinchen schön breit und lass uns einen Blick auf deine Ficklöcher werfen. So ist es schön.” Sonja streckte den Arsch in die Luft und spreizte selbst ihre Arschbacken. „Und wie gefällt euch das? Ich lasse mir auch zwei Schwänze in die Muschi stecken. Und ich lass mich auch ins Arschloch ficken.” Fred holte seinen Schwanz aus der Hose und begann zu wichsen. „Komm, Sonja, sei ein braves Mädchen und lass den Onkel Fred deine ausgeleierte Möse ficken.” Während Fred die Fotze der Kleinen Nutte bearbeitete, ging ich in die Küche und holte das Gemüse. Der Mais hatte meiner Kleinen besonders gut gefallen. Jetzt wollte ich sehen wie sie mit zwei Maiskolben in den Löchern gefickt wurde. Als ich zurück kam, hatte Fred aber leider schon abgespritzt.

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