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Gearing for the big night romp in the wilderness

My name is Loretta K. Hussey, a 30-year old occupational therapist. I have discovered a refreshingly different way to enjoy sex with the man of my dreams. My adventures in the wilderness started when I met Rob, a wildlife conservationist at a farewell party for one of my colleagues.

A sexy girl in the wilderness

He was tall and handsome with a smile that made me weak at the knees. He exhibited cold, dark humor but that didn't put me off thanks to his looks. I've always had a thing for men who work with nature - I think they are more caring and sensitive to a woman's needs. I crave special attention and a tender touch. I enjoy exploring new boundaries in search of pure magic and ecstasy. When I'm in the zone, I don't hold back and I want my partner to give his best - I treat every encounter as if it were my last. In essence, they must always be an epic phenomenon. The most intriguing part about a one night stand is that it is fresh and thrilling. These encounters make my head spin and produce a cocktail of pleasurable hormones.

When pleasure and nature mix

It's like a fairytale when bodies are pressed intensely together and my partner rubs his hips against mine. In some cases, I prefer playing a game that punishes the first person to rock their hips. The loser's punishment is usually to perform oral sex or other kinky act. The aim of the game is to discourage the tendency to become repetitive and linear. The encounters are more pleasurable when carried out somewhere in the woods with the birds providing background music. For a refreshingly romantic twist, I prefer embarking on an addictive cycle where penetration isn’t the last word. Instead, we use fingers and our tongues to repeatedly take each other to the point of orgasm before letting the sensations subside. Rob gave me the greatest experience I have had in the woods thanks to his meticulous planning and romantic nature. The setting was just awesome; we set up camp in a woodland punctuated by lush green vegetation close to a river bank. Just a few metres from our one night stand base lay a picturesque waterfall that added to the charm and romantic ambience. Rob pitched a tent and placed a small foldable bed in the centre. From our romantic base, we could view vast stretches of scenic landscape. Captivated by the magnificent views, I quietly promised myself never to spend money on hotel rooms again. This freely available woodland had all the characteristics of an exquisite honeymoon spot.

A night to remember

Spending time in the forests with Rob made me feel free and alive. At sunset, we started preparing dinner using a gas stove Rob brought from his workplace. We were happily chatting and laughing in our temporary home - it was the perfect getaway with a real hunk with a soft touch. Whenever we took a break from our chores, we spiced up the moments by smooching and kissing outside the tent. A flock of birds gathered on nearby trees and seemed to tease us with chirpy melodies. Rob and I simply responded by intensifying our kissing pausing momentarily to take a breath and check the response from our raucous audience. The setting sun appeared to sneak a peek through the trees with a streaky glow that transformed the hues of our tent. By early evening, we had settled down to watch the stars and enjoy our delicious meal. As we sat on our camping chairs, we spotted a couple of raccoons that playful went about their business as if we weren't there. The awesome of sight of the zestful pair gave birth to a naked and wet idea. Rob suggested that we should remove our clothes and jump into the nearby river. What followed was a sublime two hours punctuated by some more smooching and kissing under the moonlit sky. Feeling naughty and very horny, we walked back to the tent buck naked to begin the main show of the night - somehow we forgot our clothes by the riverside. Fortunately, the items weren't needed anymore. Once in the tent, Rob stroked my breasts while I lay on the bed ready for him to rock my world. By midnight, he had delivered dozens of intense orgasms like a stallion on steroids. The tent was filled with the sweet smell of sex and cologne. We were on fire and my hunk kept us going, I screamed louder and louder with each passing round to give my man the psychological boost.

Letting the good times roll

After what seemed like forever while wrapped in the sack by the rampant Rob, we took a well-deserved break to re-energize ourselves for a continuation of our night of bliss. As we lay on our bed, we listened to the crickets chirping. They served as a reminder of the wilderness outside our tent. My mind drifted back to the naked, exhausted pair that lay entangled in a tent in the middle of the forest. I reexamined every round. Rubbing my body against Rob's was electric; the climaxes were earth shattering. This was turning out to be a one night stand for the history books. My man knew how to explore my G-spot like a true porn master, he even delayed his releases to sync with mine. His cum shots were explosive; they made me weak and sleepy but I just didn't want this pleasure to stop. We explored a wide variety of positions that stimulated all the right parts leading to more powerful contractions. Whenever Rob thrust me from behind, my whole world spun - the action increased the pressure on my G-spot. This one night stand forest romp lived up to its billing as my fuck buddy made it feel deeper or shallower and harder or softer just the way I wanted it. His powerful, rhythmic motions ensured that our cluster of nerve endings went into overdrive. At dawn, we revived our frenzied rumble in the jungle with a passionate round. I moaned gracefully as he drilled all the way down to the deepest crevices. We were a bit more relaxed and gentle to reflect the stage of our adventure. We concluded the one night stand with a three-position sequence that incorporated deeper and shallow thrusting in addition to rhythmic side swipes aimed at stimulating all the sensitive parts.

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Will Pornography Impact A Romantic Relationship

The increase in consumption of pornography over the past few decades has seen people grow more concerned over its potential to impact relationships negatively. Is human intimacy affected by pornography?

In 1989 Douglas Kenrick researched this effect. He claimed that men considered their wives unattractive after they view phonographic materials. His claims created controversy around how healthy pornography exposure is and how female partners are disadvantaged by it.

Since the study, several concerns have been brought forward concerning the validity of the findings. A study conducted in a laboratory environment saw men exposed to some pornographic images. These effects did not last long and disappeared quite fast.

Another study conducted in 2015 in Canada, not once but thrice, failed to back claims by Kenrick, This prompted questions on the impact pornography has on how men view their partners and their view on relationships.

The prevalence of sexual adverts in the world right now may be the reason why researchers failed to find results similar to those of the 1989 research. The impact of nudity may be indiscernible now that it has become common to see under-dressed women all over the media.

Research conducted in 2017 on the effects of pornography in both men and women revealed some distinct impact on both genders. The research, which was a combination of results from several separate studies, concluded that the satisfaction from relationships for women did not change after viewing pornography. However, men experienced lower satisfaction after viewing pornography

This research seems to suggest that there is a possibility that men who experienced lower satisfaction, both sexually and in their relationship with their partners, are more likely to be consumers of pornography. However, it may not be caused by pornography – instead, they consumed pornography because they are not satisfied in their relationship.

Another study conducted in the United States aimed at investigating the effect of violent and non-violent pornography affected the attitudes of violence towards females. The research concluded that the consumption of both these types of pornography affected attitudes that support sexual violence.

Research conducted by the University of Texas challenged these findings. They claimed that pornography might be a way of alleviating sexual aggression. They used crime and pornography intake statistics. They argued that even though there has been an increase in pornography intake, there has been a significant reduction in sexual assault cases.

It is difficult to find a straight answer as to the adverse effects pornography has on a relationship. Besides, the drive behind viewing pornography or the underlying issues that leads one to view pornographic material may be the cause of relationship issues, not the actual viewing of pornographic material. Simply put, problems in relationships may be the cause of a partner viewing pornography.

If one partner has negative perceptions regarding pornography, it may cause them to feel betrayed when they discover their significant other consumes it. Additionally, the other partner may have a sense of guilt when they find out their partner’s view on their habits. This explains the difference in the research findings.

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Barefoot Trampling

Mistresses trampling their slaves

Mistress Nica, mistress Madison and mistress Aurora had beef with their boss. They busted their asses to make him rich as he paid them peanuts but he had the audacity to be unfair to them and talk badly to them. He also tried to blame them for shit he had done and they had enough. They punished him by trampling him with their high heels and sneakers while he was naked. They did not care whether they lost their jobs. He had to learn his lesson.

Mistress Kiffa caught her slave wearing her clothes and she was pissed. She did not like that and he had to buy his own whether male or female. All she had a problem with was that he wore her clothes and not the kind of clothes he wore. That is why she stomped him with her sneakers and ensured he felt pain and humiliation in equal measure. He never repeated his mistake.

Mistress Nica and her friend mistress Aurora wanted to help their friend mistress Madison to punish his boyfriend. He had cheated on her after all she had done to him. She was so angry that she wanted him to feel pain. So she asked her friends to help her and they did. They all trampled him painfully while he was naked. He regretted what he had done and begged for mercy.

This girl was nasty and was used to getting her way. But this Korean mistress was not going to allow it. She had to teach the girl to do the right thing and to stop being nasty especially to people who did not deserve it. So she trampled the girl using bare feet and she crushed her tits to be precise because she knew how panful it would be for her.

Mistress Aga was trying her best to work for her client but the client did not cooperate with her and that pissed her off. She felt that she had to do better which meant that she had to tame her client even as she was working for him. So she stripped him naked and she crushed him with her high heels as well as her bare feet and ballbusted him in the process.

Mistress Daniela came home and she was pissed to learn that her boyfriend had messed up the job that she had gotten him. He was fired and he was now jobless again and she was pissed as he did not seem to be able to keep one job for long. He always found a way to sabotage himself and today was yet another time for him to do that. Her anger led her to punish and trample cruelly.

Mistress Polina was angered by the fact that this guy was messing with her and she wanted to get even. She tried to look for the most appropriate thing to do to him and she settled on trampling him. He was lucky she chose to do it with her bare feet but it was still painful for him and he regretted why she did that to him. He cried like a baby.

Mistress Enola did not appreciate how smelly this guy was and she felt that he needed to have better hygiene. So she got her feet dirty and she used them to trample as well as humiliate him for him to realize that she was not joking and that he would have a hard time if he never did his best to be clean. He changed as he knew he would get it rough.

This guy was trying to waste time with mistress Anna and she did not like that. She felt that she had to do something to him to make sure that he learned never to waste time again with her. The mistress had a lot of important things to do and so she did not appreciate having her time wasted like that. The trampling got to the guy and he learned his lesson.

These mistresses were contestants at a beauty pageant. But they realized that this judge was corrupt and that he solicited favors from them in order to score them highly. The mistresses were pissed and they had to teach him a lesson so they cornered him and trampled him cruelly all at the same time. They made sure he would never do such a thing again as he could compromise their careers.

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Head in the Clouds

I psyched myself out for this six-hour plane ride to Madrid. I lucked out and nabbed a window seat thanks to a would-be passenger who probably was jacking off in the airport loo in lieu of boarding this flight. "Yo no soy Señor Valencia Garcia Fernandez. Yo soy una mujer," I said to a haughty flight attendant before she walked away, puzzled, three hours ago just before takeoff. I wanted to add, "Idiota," but I didn't. To my surprise, there was no one seated to my left, either. I should be one to talk about the poor soul with the now-glistening boner; I almost missed the plane myself. I'd been searching for my favorite pantyhose, to no avail. I found some silk stockings instead. My heavy thighs made the effort far from hasty, but the friction from twisting and turning left the crotch of my lace panties pasty.

Now here I am, four more hours to go, and my thighs are exposed to the frigid air on the plane. I buzz a flight attendant for assistance. It takes her some time to sashay over, and then I request a blanket. A navy-blue number that depresses me suddenly, but not enduringly as will the rain promised to be awaiting us in Madrid. The air hostess says only first-class passengers get blankets. When I raise my skimpy skirt to reveal a zebra-print thong hugging my voluptuous hips, she licks her lips and disappears through the curtain.

Within minutes, I have not one, but two blankets and a sleazy stare from the air slut. I'm annoyed by her presence but my clit betrays me and pops up, pressing against the zebra thong's soft, and now, wet cotton. I can't wait for mealtime, so my hands venture beneath the blanket to find a sweet snack. My ebony fingers dab around in my wetness for what feels like hours but it's just minutes. My clit is so swollen that it feels as if it's going to jump through my navel. Imagining its deep violet flush sends the blood rising to my face, creating the impression that I delicately have applied rouge.

I need to take the edge off a bit, so I caress my mound upward, left and right, indirectly contacting my clit soft moans escape my throat. Inevitably my digits find their way to the throbbing bud before it returns to its protective sheath. As after a delicious meal, I lick my fingers clean. The flight attendant watches with parted lips as I clean off both hands in slo-mo. Just for fun, I ask her for a napkin and deliberately brush the back of her hand. To see her knees go wobbly and her figure dash in the direction of the kitchen is worth the seduction, judging by how much wetter my thong has become. I peek under the blanket and sniff in the musk of my cunt. With my hands dawdling between my thighs again, I drift to sleep. But not for long.

I couldn't have known that a tall man seated one row behind me was spying on me while my eyes were either glazed over or closed. He ambles over to my seat and clears his throat. Leaning down while grasping the seatback, he whispers that he was stroking his stiff dick beneath his own double set of blankets. I'm concerned that he's aware I'm tapping my foot, but when I turn to meet his eyes, I see they're glued on my pouty lips. While I was in my own erotic heaven, he says, he watched me suck pearls of cum from beneath my airbrushed, acrylic fingernails. An image invades my consciousness of him shooting his baby batter on the seat ahead of him. The violence of that thought stirs the wetness in my nether junction, and I find myself shifting slightly under the blankets upon the man's hesitant touch upon my thigh.

"Is that a groan?" I inwardly inquire. I dismiss the primal sound as an orgasmic hallucination. The stranger squeezes my thigh firmly now. He caresses the other thigh, slimier than the other. My eyes squint open but capture only his dark curly hair above a pink forehead. He's nearly drooling on my top blanket, not able to see what his hands are conquering. I feel my inner thighs part further, and my tummy sinks in because his strokes tickle and arouse me. His hands play and caress, gliding back south to my thighs and then tentatively upward to my thonged pelvis -- my sheltered funny bone. I want to laugh but dare not.

His hands travel up my back, and when they meander under my lacy bra, he glances up into my wide-open eyes. Like a magician, he undoes all three hooks and I respond with, "Bravo." After he claps his hands in the air twice, a red rose rises from the deep valley of my cleavage. I applaud his lewd one-man circus, happy to be his cheap side show. My engorged lips are the price of admission, and he gently lifts himself to press his puckered set against mine. Perhaps the air on the plane has worn thin because I'm gasping for air upon his cupping of my Lady D's with gusto. I moan into the nicotine stench of his opening mouth, and with one swift move, he snatches off the fleece blankets. I suck his steamy tongue as if it were a huge prick pinning me to my seat. Suddenly I'm at a carnival, flashing my knockers to a hawker while I aim my cocked arcade gun at a clown's gaping mouth. "Like an absurd blow job from a distance, hehe," the carny tells me. But before I can claim my stuffed purple monkey, I flash back into my body here on the plane.

Lip-locked with a stranger who has large hands, I feel oddly refined in his crude embrace. I wish not to be rude, however. After all, I can't object, anyway. His tongue takes an acrobatic dive toward my tonsils, rendering me mute. Like a mime, I gesture wildly with my small hands, which his palms dwarf and guide to his hammerlike, ruddy dick. His is a large, fantastic hammer similar to the one I spied at the two-minute carnival visit. Only this one's made of flesh that his fast-coursing blood has hardened as bone. This strange man with a clown's hands and, now, a circus tent for trousers dawdles between my jugs, while his hammer seems to slip out of my hands. "Could he have come so soon?" I wonder. As if he can read my mind, he tells me, "Don't worry. It's my pre-cum," then tells me to taste it.

He shows me why he likes kissing me, raising an eyebrow as gingerly as a trapeze artist's limb, and then swoops down to nibble my lower lip. He licks a bit of his own pre-cum from my lips and then sucks my upper lip and kisses the tip of my nose. In this moment I notice his bulbous nose, not unlike Karl Malden's, though not as phallic as Jimmy Durante's. I'm not short on talent, so I perform the amazing feat of singlehandedly coaxing a foot of cock through his tent flap. A free hand soon becomes prisoner of his balls, failing to juggle them in the ballooned space of his pants. The sexual tension around us in the adjacent window seats climbs until our libidos walk a tight wire higher than this jumbo jet's altitude.

The clown-stranger's cock points toward some unknown erotic galaxy as if to beg the gods there to suck it. Taking on a new, divine persona, I elongate my mouth to mirror my nether channel and feast alone on my ripe ambrosia. Sucking and licking such firm fruit, I am as giddy as the woman-girl back in carnival time, savoring a red candied apple, none to eager to get to the seeds at the core. "I command you to suck it," the man wants to shout. Lest he jolt the slumbering passengers nearest us, he whittles his order to a whisper, his throat left trembling and mine soon filled with post-Fall earthiness with yet a comet's heat.

The double-jointed, passionate stranger thumbs my nipples on tits that swing like pendulums, and he reaches around to maneuver his fingers into my soaked zebra thong. Leaving his tent pole slick with its saliva, my now-cavernous mouth trails echoes of lusty cries formed where his cockhead defied gravity past my tonsils. As I descend on his resilient dick, I bury my yelping into a blanket he has thrown over his shoulder. Between the plane's sharp dips and the stranger's enormous swells inside my channel, I'm experiencing a wicked case of turbulence. Nowhere near satiated, though aching from his cock's reverberations in my pussy, I huskily protest and ease myself off his skyward gear.

The aroma of my cunt released into the stilted air is driving him wild like a kamikaze pilot. He wants to dive. "Eat me, " I command him. "Eat me and I'll let you fuck my fleshy pussy until we reach Spain," I taunt him. He grunts his approval. Cocking his head, he kisses my neck in disparate sets of foreign phrases. He savors Breton sea salt on his tongue, as if it whipped up from the Atlantic Ocean far beneath us. He licks his parted lips and threatens me with his lust: "Woman, I don't know who you are, but I'm starved, and I want you to satisfy me."

On my neck I feel teeth like limestone from Liguria marking his territory, the bruising there sure to turn the shade of blue sea that leads to a grotto before deepening to a shade of purple found in Sardinian sunsets. He travels to my southernmost erogenous zone and possesses it, too. My cries, which evoke Morocco's Great Crested Grebes, drown out the sounds of his indulgent sucking of my vulva's nectar. He dallies there, his rhythmic lapping triggering my dam to break, layered folds flapping until my clitoris aches for sweet relief. But he refuses to abandon me; he desires my complete surrender. He alternates his wet pleasuring with blowing light breezes on tenderized flesh, and I bend his ear by delivering feminine oceanic vibrations from the grooves of my conch.

I cry out, selfishly gloating in my lust and secretly wishing my rut would seep into the pores of every passenger and crew member. "Yes, come. Allow me to taste you, my siren," he says. But if he only knew -- I'm still out to sea, clinging to the Rock of Gibraltar while the Barbary apes pound their breasts in frenzied approval of our erotic scene. My own primal screams are deafening, though I think I'm hearing the man mock me. Yes, he's smiling and now roaring like the apes. Amid a fit of lagnolalia spoken in four distinct tongues, he cups my asscheeks and probes my winking eye. I wince from the pleasurable violence of twisted finger fucking and thrust my cunt in his face. He spits on my clit, then nibbles gently around the stem till the gob drips from my flared labia to my spasming cunthole, where it waits for his tongue to mix it with apricot liqueur.

My clown pirate, wannabe daredevil pilot, returns to pleasuring my neck but pauses the enchantment to ask my name. I refuse to disclose, so he dirties my ear to excess and squeezes my rear until I nearly cave in. I squeal as he hunkers down to suck my nipples until they harden like thimbles. My breathing quickens upon each caress of my breasts, their dark complexion as tempting as the skin of eggplant. Returning to my vulvacano, he finds me burning. And yearning. I long to come in his large, firm hands. He keeps me at the brink of ecstasy by switching from licking my clit to penetrating my navel with his meaty tongue.

With his fleshy lips, he traces the dark line from my innie to my mons veneris, taking time to comb my pubic hairs with his limestone teeth. I pull back, pressing my backside into his hands, feel him pinching my flexing cheeks, all the while swirling his hot tongue around my clit. When my behind starts to circle in his hands, he moves his mouth to my cunthole and buries his tongue in it as if securing treasure fathoms deep. With his finger rubbing my clit while he devours me, I can't stop the primordial ooze from steaming out of my pussy.

When the stranger switches his rhythm to the sensual sounds of flamenco's castanets, I float out of my head and over Seville. Slowly now, he moves his tongue from my cunt to my ass -- that's how wide he has my legs spread on the now-soaked plane seat. Like a bolt of lightning, my back, legs and pelvis go into a spasm and I arrive, again and again, as if I'm a plane reapproaching the runway. Ever the sadistic charmer, he fingers my pussy while I spasm again, but this time jerking his cock. "You want this cock, lady?!" he says, not sure whether to ask or shout at me.

Determined to taste his spunk, I squat down in front of our seats just in time for him to ejaculate on the blankets strewn on the floor. I lock my lips on his tight balls and slobber them while he shoots. My fat titties swing, slapping against his calves while I suck and lick those twins like the whore I become in my earthbound dreams. My clown man tastes of the sea, but also of the meadows sprawled over Ireland. Lathering his shaft for a slippery finish, I greedily suck his purplish head into my lips. In minutes his dick pops out my mouth and spews jizz on my rack. He rests his head between my thighs while I swirl his man glue around my bulging nipples.

"Excuse me, miss," I hear a voice say. Standing before me is an airport employee wearing a stern countenance framed by a dark bob and a navy blue turtleneck sweater. I manage to open only one eye, but a glance at my watch shows I've been asleep for several hours. "So much for listening to well-meaning friends telling me to arrive four hours early," I muse.

The employee pipes up, "Your flight to Madrid is boarding now, miss. Please follow me."

I'm stunned but instinctively rise to my feet. Accustomed to traveling light, I nearly leave behind my 24-inch upright. Before the employee can rescue my luggage, a tall man with dark, curly hair who has just exited the men's restroom walks over to my upright and rolls it in my direction.

"Ahem," says the efficient airport employee, breaking our spell. Then she turns to admonish the man with large pink hands, saying, "Now, Señor Valencia Garcia Fernandez, you wouldn't want to miss your flight home. What would your circus troupe do without you?"

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When Blake first met Brenda on an internet date, he wasn’t all that taken by her. She was not really as her photo had portrayed her. She was bigger in the hips and her face was fuller and plainer, almost homely. He had mentioned in his profile that he was looking for a big, voluptuous woman, but Brenda was pushing the boundaries of that description.

When they danced that night, however, he got a chance to feel how firm and strong she was. This excited him for many known and unknown reasons and he decided then and there that he would give her a few more dates.

On the second date she wore tight jeans that her broad hips were almost bursting out of and her attitude that night seemed different. She started asking him personal questions, sexual questions about the stuff he had experienced as a young man. He told her about spying on his neighbor, Mrs. Albe, whenever she raked the lawn in her cut-off jeans. Brenda smiled, but didn’t seem too shocked by this admission. Then she calmly stated:

“I used to lift my brothers and carry them around until they cried.”

Blake stared at her when she said this and a surge of adrenaline coursed through him. He wasn’t sure why, but he was intensely curious to know more.

“Why did you want them to cry?” he asked her.

“I don’t know…I just loved to tease them and watch them get frustrated.”

“So you liked being mean to toddlers?” he asked with his eyebrows furrowed.

“Oh no, they weren’t babies then, they were older, ten or eleven.”

Blake felt his face flush.

“You made them cry at that age?” he continued.

“Yeah, it was fun carrying them around our big yard. They would try to wiggle out and make a fuss, but I think they liked it.”

Blake couldn’t think of a thing to say and a long silence passed between them. Visions of his own young adult daydreams suddenly flooded back to him. These fantasies always had something to do with the weird chick who had lived across the street from him then, and visions of being abused by her. At that moment he began to see Brenda in a different light.

A week later they officially became boyfriend and girlfriend and he started spending lots of time at her house where she lived with her mother. It was the same house Brenda had grown up in and Blake always found himself imagining what weird things had gone on there back in Brenda’s childhood. One day she found him in the kitchen staring çorum escort out into the backyard. Understanding what he might be thinking, she snuck up on him and grabbed the back of his underwear firmly, forcing them up into the crack of his ass.

“You wanna go out and play?” she asked him, her mouth close to his ear.

“Yeah,” he replied defensively, looking quite surprised and embarrassed.

When they got outside she gave him the tour of the family property. She pointed out the fence post where she used to hang her brothers by their underwear and the flag pole she used to force them to climb. If they made it to the top she would tell them to do it again. Eventually they would all lose strength and slide down helplessly where she would be waiting to carry them to their place on the fence post, their dangling feet kicking just inches off the ground.

“So you tormented those brothers of yours!” he said unsteadily.

“Sure, why not. They deserved it. It was just so much fun watching them burst into tears when they realized they couldn’t escape.”

Blake felt a wave of heat move up into his face and he found himself speechless again.

“What’s the matter?” she asked him with a mischievous smile.

He felt her hand return to the band of his underwear and pull up as she searched his face. He shook his head awkwardly to signal he was fine, but his uncomfortable expression betrayed him. Then she put her other hand on the bulge that had now appeared between his legs. She smiled and began to speak to him in a mocking pouty voice.

“Is my little man’s dickie hard!” she taunted as she squeezed at the mound. Then she squatted down and lifted him, her arms hugged tightly around his upper legs.

Blake was caught off guard and struggled to keep his balance from his aloft position.

“What…what are you doing?” he complained.

“I’m giving you the tour!” Brenda replied.

As she began to walk with him held up in her arms, Blake became irritated and confused. He twisted around fitfully and seemed to be looking for any possible way down.

“Stop!” he managed to say.

But Brenda was certain at this point that she understood him a lot better than he understood himself.

“Sssshhhhh” she replied, looking up with pleasure into his worried face.

This was the real beginning of their relationship, the real breakthrough. In another çorum escort bayan month he revealed his deepest desires to her as he never had with anyone else. Blake understood now that Brenda would never judge him. So he told her what he had always wanted and needed and she listened happily.

By their six month anniversary he had moved in with her and they would daily find time for walks in the yard. As they went she would pat his butt and speak to him with a condescending tone.

“How is my little man doing?” she would ask him, “Is he okay?”

Blake would nod at first, but his discomfort would then grow as they continued back into the yard. Then she would push her hand up between his legs forcefully.

“You have to hold it!” she would insist as she lead him back deeper into the yard.

Blake’s face would then twist into a grimace as he saw the flag pole.

“We’re almost there!” Brenda would tell him.

Then when they got there she would make him pull himself up the pole as she goaded him.

“Come on, little man! Just a few more feet… almost there!”

Blake usually made it to the top of the twenty foot pole once, and on the second attempt would come within five feet of the top before loosing his grip and arm power. Then he would find himself clinging there, frozen, unable to go higher and fighting against the slide back down. Each attempt to inch up with his legs was counteracted by a slip of his finger grip. And then with each effort he would feel a tickling in his stomach and a loss of control in his anal sphincter.

“Don’t give up yet, Little man!” Brenda would yell up to him.

But eventually the weak, tickling sensation would overcome him and he would slide back towards her in blissful resignation. But as he got within reach of her she would keep him from descending with a hand pushed up against his butt. She would then tell him to try again, but as he tried to pull his legs up around the pole once more he would feel his rectal muscles give way and release their contents. When Brenda felt this against her hand she would be pleased.

“Did my little man poop in his diaper!” she would pronounce loudly.

When she said this, Blake’s face would burn in abject humiliation. He would then lose all strength and limply dangle from the pole. At this point she would let him come all the way down.

This is when Blake would completely escort çorum lose his manly identity and feel a complete loss of his self-determination. And as Brenda lifted him up and held him aloft she would carefully read all these confused feelings on his face. She didn’t even care if the neighbors were watching. She loved to bring males back to this place of original dependency and submissiveness.

She would then carry him back to the house and set him down. Then she would lead him into the garage and lift him again. She wanted them to have privacy now. She wanted him to feel the pressure of his full diaper pressed down against her sturdy forearms and the pressure of her tits against his stiff dick. She wanted to hold him there as all the questions arose in his face, as all the confusion came out. And as she saw him look down at her she knew he was getting closer to a return.

“I know it’s frustrating, little man!” she would say to him in condescension, bouncing him slightly.

At this point Blake would utter a few whiny words as he looked around in shame and helplessness.

“Yes, I know… I know…” she would continue prodding.

“Put me down!” he would finally shout, flailing his dangling legs in one last ineffectual protest.

But Brenda knew just how to handle him, just like she had handled her brothers. She would keep him up and under her control with her curvaceously thick legs held in a wide stance and wait for the moment of surrender.

Finally Blake’s frustration would crest and he would begin to cry and ball like the little submissive was. This was the moment that gave Brenda the biggest thrill.

“Yes, that it! Let it all out!” she would shout over his tears. And she would hold him there until he became emotional exhausted and her arms even quivering slightly.

Then she would lay him down and change him and always notice a lot of pre-cum inside the diaper as she set it aside. He would lay there and continue to sob as his erect cock, balls and ass crack were wiped clean.

On these nights he would always ride her like a demon from behind, thrusting up mindlessly into her broad, heart-shaped ass. He always imagined her as a mountain as he clung to her in this position, driving his engorged member fitfully into her sloppy but firm fuck slot. And because his gratification had been delayed, he would shoot his loads up so strongly, they would clear her rock hard ass cheeks and land on her back. Then, having gained her summit and reached the end of his strength, he would lay whimpering and breathless on top of her. From this vantage point atop Mount Brenda, he could see the entire world, and more importantly, his true sexual happiness.

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Terra Mizu, Miss Roper, Katy Faery, Catherine Foxx, and Miss Gia Love are all sitting on the couch, and they are pissed! Miss Roper speaks up to her girlfriends, "Ladies, I'm sure I told you I was up for a promotion soon.." The girls agree, and tell Miss Roper how they were excited for her. Miss Roper explains that you weaseled your way into talking with the higher-ups, and told them that because she is a woman that she was unfit for the position. Catherine laughs, and smacks a folder in her hand, "Whaaat?!" Gia spits out. "Oh...Wow." Terra and Katy chime in. Miss Roper has an idea of exactly what they should do to address this little issue. They agree that maybe if you have these deep seeded misconceptions of women, then maybe you should get in touch with your feminine side! Catherine shows off the blue folder she has been holding to the rest of the girls. "Especially since I went and dug up all of this information on you.." They all sadistically laugh at you, and tell you that they will send all of it to the higher-ups, and even your wife, if you don't do exactly what they tell you.  They shows you clothes that they have specially picked out for you, laying on the couch. The girls pull out a case full of makeup, and begin to put makeup all over your face. Brushes and makeup tools are flying everywhere.. "I want to BRUSH up your attitude!" They all tell you just how much of a pretty Princess you are becoming. They put a heart-lock collar on you, then pull out a pair of panties. They make you put on the panties, and they pull out stockings. You put the stockings on...one leg at a time. The girls pull out a corset, and you put it on. They pull out a bra, and you refuse to put it on. Catherine pulls you by the collar, and they make you put on the bra on without a fight. "You really need to get in touch with your feminine side." They pull out a lingerie outfit, and make you put it on. They call you a dirty little slut, and pull out a sissy dress for you to wear. You resist putting on the dress, and they remind you of that little blue folder holding all of your dirty secrets. If you don't comply with your sissyfication... Everyone around you will know all of your dark secrets. They all begin to chant.. "Put it on! Put it on!".... And you swallow your pride and slip on the dress.  They all clap and cheer, and pull out heels for you to put on. You slip on each heel, one at a time. Miss Roper pulls out one more accessory, a little bracelet for you to put on. As you start to think the nightmare may be over, Miss Roper pulls out a chastity device, and tells you there is one more thing they can't forget. The most important part - Taking away your manhood. If you're going to be a misogynistic pig, you have to pay with your cock... or they will rat you out to everyone. They lock the device on your dick, and now you are left...stripped of every detail that makes you a man. Miss Rop...

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Surrender To Me

CONTENT WARNING. EROTICA ROMANCE: RATED 18+. "Tell me," he said. "Tell me what you want..." My senses were reeling, my body jerking against his hand. "I want you to fuck me," I said. "I want your gorgeous fucking cock in me..." "Nice," he smiled against my cheek. "More..." My voice was just a whisper. "I want to feel you inside... I want you to fuck me, hard... I want you to take my ass, and make me fucking squeal..." "You want to be stretched, little girl? Is that what you fucking want?" Oh fuck, my clit was clanging like a church bell. "Yes... Oh, fuck, please... I want you to stretch me..." "Gonna open you up so fucking wide," he growled. "Gonna take your fucking cunt with two fat cocks, stretch you nice and fucking big... two big fucking dicks in your sweet little pussy... gonna feel so fucking dirty... gonna feel so fucking tight..." "Yes..." "Wanna see inside you... into your pink fucking hole..." "Yes..." "Gonna make you wet... make you stretch... make you fucking gape for me..." The heel of his palm was so hard against my clit. "Fuck..." I ran my fingers down his chest, over his abs, until I found the swell in his pants. I squeezed him through his jeans. "Fuck me..." "I fucking shouldn't..." he groaned. "Fuck..." But he was grinding against my hand, moving over me. "Just a quick one. Hard and fast. Please..." "I can't..." he said. "I can't..."

Dirty Seduction

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***AUTHOR'S NOTE*** Hi lovely Readers, here's the author. Thank you for reading to the end of this book, and a new book is about to start. Enough spoilers, read on to know what happens. Don't forget to leave your comments. XoXo. "I need to come," I tell her. "Please... yes..." "Come with me..." I drop her to her back and lower myself back in position. My belly presses to hers, and her pretty little nipples feel so sweet against my chest. "I can't..." she whispers. "I'm so... fluttery..." "You can," I tell her. "I promise you, you can." I pause. "And you will. Again, Laine. Come for me again." I rub, back and forth, my dick pinned between my stomach and her pussy, grinding hard, taking so much fucking care not to spear that tight little cunt and fill her up with my cum. "I'm gonna come all over your sweet little pussy, Laine." "Yes..." she whispers. "Oh God, please... please, Nick..." "Don't call me that," I growl, and I'm on the edge, right on the fucking edge. "What shall I call you?" she asks, and I hear it in her voice, I hear she's thinking it, too. It's in the little tremor, the sweet little hint of lust. My breath is erratic, my cock pulsing as my balls tighten, ready to fucking blow. And I say it. I just fucking say it. "Call me Daddy," I growl. "You can call me Daddy."

Pleasure Unbound

Note: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. The story contains explicit adult content of a sexual nature and should not be read by anyone under the age of 18. "I'm gonna take your throat first, Mandy. Then your pussy, then your ass." I'm not even sure what all that means, other than I'm gonna have sex. He takes out his dick and pumps it a few times, pulling it up towards his stomach, exposing the long vein, pulsing with blood as it fills and becomes hard and thick. "Put your hand around it, Mandy." I reach up and gently place my hand around his thickness. Immediately the wetness between my legs is back. "Stroke me," he says in a softer voice. "Harder," he demands when I am timid. I squeeze harder and stroke up and down. Finding a rhythm like our heartbeats out on the beach. Is this the same man? I pump faster, and that makes his eyes close to half-mast. "Your little hands on my big cock, Mandy. I love it. Now open your mouth." I freeze. Staring at him. Deciding "Open," he says again. I obey. "Wider," he whispers as he places his hands on either side of my head and crawls up my body. The tip of his dick touches my lips. "Should I tell you how I like it, Mandy?"

Scream For Me

Note: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. The story contains explicit adult content of a sexual nature and should not be read by anyone under the age of 18. "Say you're a slut." He said, watching her finger herself, absentmindedly stroking his dick. "I," she gasped, closing her eyes, but being thrilled at saying the words, "I am a slut.. oh, please fuck me." He turned her around, forcing her up onto her hands and knees. She felt him run his hands down her back, up her spread ass, and finally pull on her hips as he positioned himself behind her. She moaned and turned herself up for him, pushing her open cunt back onto him. He leaned forward and grabbed her braids, pulling her head back as he rammed his dick inside her hard. She cried out and tightened around his dick, "Oh god, yes, fuck me. Fuck me hard and dirty." She moaned out. "I'm a fucking slut. Hurt my pussy."

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"You are going to spread your legs for Daddy and take the cock like a good girl." "Yes, Daddy." Paying her abusive ex-boyfriend money wasn't enough, it is getting her elder brother into the trouble of stealing from a mafia boss to afford the money. London is kidnapped by Daddy Zane after her brother steals from him to save her ass, well, Karma hits too soon. Daddy Zane wants to keep her as his pet and London might just love it, but what happens when her abusive ex comes asking for more, threatening to kill her? Will Daddy Zane save his good girl, London, or sweep her under the mat because she is more trouble than she is worth it. "Let me be your good girl, Daddy."

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The Billionaire's Pretty Thief

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"Oh, Fuck Blaze " The rhythm of his movements was relentless, hips and dick and fingers. He licked my lips and I sucked his tongue. Then pinched, the barbell hard against my teeth. He groaned and it was wet. I didn't let him go, and he wriggled and squirmed. I pressed harder against him, bucking harder. ***** At twenty-three, Tiana Melody Taylor is a renowned impostor, her fraudulent acts of using her charms to lure men to her bed and room and then drug them to sleep is what has been putting food on her table. If she is being discovered, she pulls prettying so face that no one will believe she is guilty. This has been gone on for several years, each time playing with the men's desires. To Tiana she wants to support her father's company which Is under the control of her uncle, he keeps sending her on endless missions just to have her will done. Well, she does it anyway till she can't anymore, standing up for her right, Uncle Maxwell assigns her to the last tax which is to extort thirty million francs from the richest billionaire in town - Blaze Jadiel Lewis. While Tiana is targeting Blaze, he is also targeting her, and on the night they meet up in his house, Blaze sees the drug she secretly puts in his drink and switches the drinks.
The Mafia Alpha and His Stripper Mate

Helen who had only been twenty-one at the time decide to go into the world and hustle. Leaving her father and her hometown was something she had not bargained for, but this is the best thing that could save her father from impending death. At first, it wasn't easy, but Helen had to settle for being a stripper and she worked for several clubs that paid her. In space of two years, she had succeeded in raising twenty million for her father's debts and that includes scamming the men at the club who wanted her. She never for once sold her body for money, her targets were the big men, and when they come to bed with her, she does one thing, drug them to perfection. Until the Alpha finds her and claim her to be his mate.


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Chapter 86 (+18)

(Note: For now this will be the last +18 scene for a while, time to focus on the story and add some new characters!)

The 3 of them go up to the rented room, a room in a luxury inn.

The price for the night is quite expensive, but in return, the room is large, cozy and has several special accessories!

Here Katya found herself planted on the floor, not believing that she had really arrived here.

She still did not understand why she had accepted this, never in her right mind would she have done such a thing!

Luria only now was realizing it too, she was really excited, because as soon as they had paid for the inn and left the association building, they had enjoyed themselves for two hours.

But Luria couldn't stop thinking about Katya, not because she had fallen in love, but because Juri had planted that evil seed in her mind.

And as they had sex, the seed sprouted and she became curious what it would be like to have someone else in bed.

So she brought it up and Juri happily told them to get Katya, to which Luria agreed and now that they are in the bedroom, Luria didn't know what to do.

And Juri didn't know where to start either, she may be quite naughty and kinky, but it's her first time taking 2 women to bed and... she was a little embarrassed.

But since she is the one who will be taking the most advantage of the situation, Juri stopped thinking and going ahead, she started to take off her clothes.

Katya and Luria looked at Juri, her back and ass, her throwing her T-shirt away and soon turning to them, showing her erect, white breasts, her nice, ripped abdomen, as well as the obvious bulge in her crotch that was getting bigger.

"Are you going to keep me waiting?" - Juri asked with trembling lips.

Soon the two looked at each other, Luria then stepped forward, already taking off her clothes too, exposing to Katya her muscular back, some scars that are not ugly.

Then Luria bent down to take off her pants, showing her voluminous ass, which became even more apparent and outlined when she bent down, which made Katya's eyes pop out and she shivered.

Normally she wouldn't notice women's bodies this much, since she saw herself as having a fairly common sexuality, i.e. she likes men and has had relationships with some in the past.

Even though she finds women beautiful and is envious of their bodies, she has never thought of them in any other way.

But now that she is about to have a sexual relationship with these 2 beauties, she started to notice their bodies more and more, even more Luria's big ass, which was soon naked before her eyes, which is a little red.

Katya remembered Juri's words earlier, saying that they were doing this before they came to get her, the marks on Luria's ass showing that it was true.

Katya even saw that Luria's pussy was already wet, but then her eyes left Luria for a moment, landing on Juri already naked.

Katya didn't notice when she took off her pants, but now that she looked at her, she saw that Juri and Luria didn't lie, that thing is huge!

That made Katya a little afraid, because it is quite big and look how far away she is.

She then saw Luria now naked, walking up to Juri, her beautiful ass shaking with every step, until she reached Juri and started kissing her.

Juri hugged her waist lightly with one arm, as she lifted her head up and received Luria's lips, who used both hands on Juri's cheek and neck, their tongues intertwining, they bit each other's lips with passion.

And soon one of Luria's hands reached down, touching Juri's erect cock, which was lightly touching her thigh.

Grabbing him, Luria began to masturbate him and Katya saw a clear liquid leak from his urethra, this was just the pre- semen and it was already a considerable amount.

"How about we go get the pussy?" - Asked Juri in the middle of the kiss, Luria immediately nodded and they both looked at Katya, who shuddered slightly.

Then Katya saw both of them approaching her slowly, but she didn't back down, she just stood there, all shy with her legs close together, since she was also wet down there.

So Katya saw the two women taller than her, Juri touching her shoulder and Luria just to the side, biting her lips slightly while in the midst of her shame, her eyes burn in lust.

Then Luria reaches out her hands, while Juri was already lightly touching Katya's neck.

Katya grunted slightly, soon felt Juri's touch on her neck, then came Luria's slightly cold hands that started touching her shoulders and arms, showing that Luria was confused and didn't know where to start.

Soon Katya had her chin held, lifted up and then lips touched her breasts.

Katya made a light sound as Juri's tongue began to lightly rub her teeth, before Katya gave in and the tongue invaded her mouth.

Katya's body went slightly limp, Luria stopped touching her and watched them kiss, which made her very uneasy.

Then Juri stopped kissing Katya, who had a cute and warm expression on her face, her mouth slightly open, while she gasped slightly, due to the ambient cold, light clouds of smoke were coming out.

Luria shivered slightly, this was a heavy blow, now she understood why Juri said all that.

Then Luria noticed Juri looking at her, then grabbing her by the neck and making her bend down.

Luria understood and soon found herself with her face close to Katya's, who looked at her shyly and then Luria kissed her!

Juri let them go, only slowly unbuttoning Katya's shirt while taking off her jacket.

Luria got more excited, since she loves kissing and so she ended up leaving Katya breathless.

Gradually Luria became a little more aggressive and naughty, sucking the little Katya's tongue, biting her lips and kissing her more passionately.

Katya trembled in Luria and Juri's arms, running out of breath, and it was only when Juri squeezed Luria's breast, that Katya let go of Katya when she noticed that she got too excited.

When Luria a little embarrassed pulled back, she saw a misty-eyed Katya, her little breasts gasping, due to Juri taking off her jacket and unbuttoning her shirt, Luria took an even heavier blow, for Katya is really very sexy!

Juri also had his cock pulsing seeing Katya with her shirt slightly down over her left arm, showing her white bra.

Soon Juri took Katya in his arms, who let out a soft grunt and then found herself being carried to the bed, Luria following close behind.

Then Katya was laid down on the big bed and with her cute shyness, saw the two on either side of her, one smiling devilishly and the other with a naughty, shy look on her face.

Then her chin was pulled to the side, where she began to be kissed by Juri again, who kissed her just before releasing her, only to have her kissed by Luria next.

Luria stayed a while longer than Juri, until she released her, then Katya watched the two kiss passionately, before turning their focus back to her.

Their hands were running over her little body, slowly removing her clothes, starting with her bra, which showed her small breasts that fit in the palm of her hand.

Katya felt Juri's hand on her left breast, which squeezed it and lightly circled her nipple.

Katya let out a light growl as she brought one hand up to her face and bit the flesh of her thumb.

A smile formed on Luria's lips at this, so she took Katya's arm out of the way and biting her lips, began to lightly kiss and bite Katya's cheek.

Luria moved down to her neck, always watching and seeing Katya's cute reactions.

Juri was also watching and slowly took off Katya's clothes, already throwing her shirt away.

Then she let go of Katya and watched Luria sucking on Katya's neck and then moving on to her breasts.

There she began to massage them, suck on them and bite their nipples.

Luria wanted to push harder, but she understood that Katya is not Juri, that she is very resistant, Katya is pretty, but in the end, she is a Civilian!

So Luria took more care, even though she had a strange desire to be very aggressive and dominant, which reminded her of that drunken time, which connected her to Juri!

Juri, on the other hand, pulled down Katya's pants and together her panties, exposing her vagina without any hair, showing that she must shave a lot here.

Juri smiled crookedly, where she took her hand and started rubbing this wet area, where Katya moaned cutely and her thighs clenched.

A light chuckle came from Juri's lips, who forced Katya's legs apart a little and began to touch her vagina, teasing her hidden clitoris to come out.

Katya squirmed, arching her waist as Luria bit her lips, she looked down, then soon saw Juri bend down and bring her face closer to Katya's vagina.

"No~ that- ahh~" - Katya wanted to stop it, since no one has ever done that to her before.

Luria saw this and remembered her first time doing this, she seemed to react the same way, which filled her heart with butterflies.

And soon a slimy sound began to echo, which Luria is used to, but along with this sound came Katya's grunts and groans, as well as slight meows.

This made Luria more and more aroused and she began to touch her vagina, licking her lips as she watched.

Juri soon lifted Katya's waist as she got down on her knees, pulling out her small, pink clit.

Soon Juri began to thrust his finger into Katya's pussy, feeling her vaginal walls squeeze his finger.

Then Juri began to finger her G-spot, which made Katya squirm even more, letting out happy but repressed moans.

Soon Luria went and started kissing Katya, while playing with her breasts.

Then not being able to take it anymore, Katya finally reached her limit, where Juri had a slight squirt on her face, which only made her laugh.

Soon a horny Luria came up to Juri, where she started kissing her and exchanging Katya's fluids.

Katya with misty eyes saw this and was very embarrassed, covering her face with her hands, but at some point she pulled her fingers apart to see the sexy scene of two beauties kissing intensely and swallowing some naughty fluid!

Soon the two stopped kissing, their breaths slightly heavy, before they looked at her, where Katya shuddered, deep in her heart, great anticipation arising.

And then Luria looked at Juri, before grabbing his cock, where Katya's eyes landed and saw that monster near her legs, being jerked, which made her swallow her saliva.

Juri grunted as he kissed Luria's neck, who was biting her lower lips and making an expression full of desire.

This scene would be etched in Katya's mind for the rest of her life!

And then Luria started to bring that cock closer to Katya, who was nervous and anxious.

Luria looked at her and smiled, letting out a soft moan as Juri's hand grabbed her breast while she was kissed on the neck.

Katya only nodded, she positioned herself and soon Juri's cock dropped between her legs, which made her afraid.

But then Luria started taking the base of Juri's cock, touching that exposed length and thickness, she started moving up and down, slapping Katya's pussy and flat abdomen.

"Please... put..." - Begged Katya as she covered her eyes, causing her to receive stares from the two, who smiled.

Soon Juri stopped playing with Luria, then held Katya and positioned her properly, resting her thin legs on her thighs.

Then Juri took the tip of his cock into Katya's vagina, rubbed at the entrance a little, before finding the right hole and starting to push!

Katya grunted sharply, whereupon Luria went to her and started kissing her and playing with her breasts, helping her relax.

Juri let out a growl as Katya's insides are very tight and because of her nervousness, it's even tighter!

But Luria helped her relax, where Juri found herself able to thrust deeper and deeper, where it didn't take long for Juri to see his bulge in Katya's smooth abdomen.

Katya shuddered and clenched her fists, her legs already wrapping around Juri's waist, which only made her go deeper.

And soon, Juri had already thrust more than half way in and thought that was good enough, only thrusting more when Katya relaxed.

Luria stopped kissing Katya, then saw the bulge in her abdomen, so she touched it out of curiosity, being impressed and excited.

Juri pulled her closer, where she started kissing her, while at the same time stroking Katya's body, to get her used to it.

Katya watched this amidst her slight trembling, she managed to calm down and seeing the two ignoring her a little, she pouted, before starting to move on her own, which made Juri shudder.

Soon Katya saw Juri's smiling face to her, who asked. - "Then can we get started?"

Timidly Katya replied, Y-yes...

And with that, Juri began to slightly move her hips backwards, which made Katya hide her beautiful, cute face with her hand as she grunted.

Juri laughed, Luria masturbated watching this.

Then Juri kept moving, until she stopped backing up and moved forward, making a faint scream echo from Katya's lips.

Juri continued to move, so not to leave her darling Luria alone, she put a hand on her crotch and started to touch her, which made Luria grunt and move closer to Juri.

Then Juri pleasured both of them, while she felt like she was in paradise.

Katya was breathing heavily, slowly adapting, her beast blood being an important factor in this.

And then it was time for the intensity to begin!

Little by little Juri was going deeper and deeper, reaching parts of Katya that had never been explored before, which caused her to let out loud moans, which she couldn't repress.

Soon Juri pulled her to sit on his lap, her scream echoing with Juri's entire cock inside her pussy!

Juri embraced her, Luria being touched down there by Juri as well.

Smiling, Juri lightly kissed Katya's lips, her beautiful neck, until Luria came too and started kissing Katya.

Katya grunted with misty eyes, then a hand touching her ass, began to force it up and then down.

Katya moaned loudly and soon Luria was behind her.

Luria began to hold her and help her up and down on Juri's cock, who had his hands on Katya's waist and chest.

So Luria watched Katya's pussy constantly swallow Juri's cock, the vaginal fluids oozing out and staining the bed.

Then Luria began to help make it more intense!

Katya's screams and moans echoing louder and louder, until Juri and Katya were doing most of the work.

Pouting, soon Luria brought her head up to all the action and extended her tongue, licking some of Juri's cock and balls, as well as some of Katya's pussy and anus.

But she didn't like that very much, that's when she got an idea, where she pulled Juri up and forced her to lie down on the bed, which startled Katya.

Then Katya saw Luria sit on Juri's face, who gave a light giggle before it was suppressed, then Luria started rubbing her pussy and ass on Juri's face, who happily accepted.

Katya swallowed her saliva at this, then thought: Now what?

Luria soon touched her face, Katya looked up and only saw her smiling.

Blushing, Katya touched Juri's ripped abdomen, then began to push her legs up, making her let out a high-pitched moan, before lowering herself and screaming loudly.

Breathing hard, Katya steadied her resolve and repeated, soon running out of breath, but regaining it, she kept trying determinedly!

Luria saw this and felt like laughing, but it was so cute and sexy, it only made her hornier as Juri licked and sucked her pussy!

Then slowly Katya adapted to Juri's cock, where she began to ride her more intensely, but at her own speed.

And soon Katya couldn't take it, letting out a high-pitched scream, she squirted all over Juri's chest and abdomen, before falling backwards and Juri's cock popping out!

Luria grunted, that was a very good scene to watch.

But seeing that Katya passed out, she understood that it was too much for the little girl.

So Luria looked at Juri's cock and knew it was time for her to devour this main course!

So she rode Juri, who saw Katya passed out and laughed, but only for a short time, as came Luria's vigorous and heavy sitting, driving her crazy!

A while later, Katya came to her senses, only to see an incredible scene, Luria standing, using her hands to support herself on a desk, while Juri behind her fiercely flexed her hips, the constant shock of flesh echoing nonstop, along with Luria's shrill screams and moans.

Katya swallowed her saliva, then touched her wet and sensitive vagina, soon she began to masturbate and Juri looked at her.

"Come here my pussy!" - Said Juri hinting for her to come closer.

Katya blushed she went, so Juri hugged her, sticking a finger in her pussy, while still fucking Luria's pussy intensely.

"Want to see something cool?" - Juri asked, Katya looking at her confused, but nodded.

A loud slap, along came Luria's melodious scream.

Katya was surprised, then came another slap and another scream.

"Want to try?" - Asked Juri smiling at her, Katya nodded in embarrassment.

"Come on, don't be shy!" - Said Juri fingering her pussy and bringing her even closer.

Katya hesitated, looking at Luria's red ass, she raised her hand and immediately slapped it, but didn't take to Juri's result.

"Harder, don't worry about hurting her, Luria is very strong and tough!" - Juri said smiling.

Katya swallowed her saliva, then raised her hand and slapped Luria's butt again, which led to her receiving a guttural grunt!

"Oh, you squeezed!" - Juri said laughing.

Soon Katya slapped her ass again, even harder, and received a soft cry from Luria.

Then Juri also went and slapped again, a louder scream from Luria.

So the two started slapping Luria's ass, who soon couldn't hold on any longer and squirmed fiercely on the floor, letting out a high-pitched scream and going limp on the desk.

Juri grabbed her, hugging her, just as he carried Katya too, before carrying them to bed.

Juri threw Luria on the bed, pulling his cock out, and Katya watched the cum explode from Luria's pussy.

"Beautiful isn't it?" - Asked Juri hugging her and already kissing her neck, while touching her small breasts and vagina.

Katya swallowed her saliva, it was a very sexy scene.

Soon Katya gave a soft cry as she was lifted up, Juri's cock staying between her legs, pressed into her pussy.

"Now it's time to fill you up my pussy, you need lots of milk!" - Said Juri biting her ear and making Katya grunt.

And soon Juri was putting into her pussy, Katya screamed loudly and shuddered, then Juri started to get a little intense.

Juri kept thrusting and Katya moaned loudly, before she had another orgasm, but this time she didn't pass out, she just went limp.

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That is until finally Juri filled her pussy and uterus with his cum, slightly inflating Katya's stomach, which felt full.

Just then Katya passed out!

Juri knocked her down and looked at the bed, a Luria lying with her legs spread, cum leaking from her beautiful red pussy, her beautiful blue eyes admiring from the start, Juri filling Katya with milk.

So for Katya spasming, with her smooth pussy leaking gallons of cum, this is heaven!

Laughing, Juri decided to stop for now, she wants to explore the Dungeon tomorrow, so she pulled Luria and Katya into a warm embrace, covered them with the blanket and it didn't take long for them to fall asleep!

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Erotic Eastenders: Episode 4

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Episode 4: Sex Education With The Fowlers

All was not well in the Fowler house. Pauline had just found out that her son Martin was in fact the father of Sonia's baby. After yelling and screaming for around half an hour at Martin, she decided her efforts were falling on deaf ears, and a more direct approach was required. She sent him to his room, and told him she would deal with him in the morning. Martin was woken early next day by his curtains being flung open and turned to see his mother with a carrier bag from the chemist in her hand. "Right then Martin...," she said sternly..." We need to have a little chat." Martin sat up slightly in his bed as Pauline reached a hand into the bag. He blushed with embarrassment as his white-haired old mum pulled out a packet of condoms and held them up to him.

"If you must have sex, you might want to think about using one of these," she snapped sarcastically. "Er, yeah right mum, I will" Martin replied sheepishly, his face still flushed red with shame. "That's not good enough, I'm afraid" she replied as she opened the box, "You need to know how to use one properly." She took one of the contraceptives from the box and tossed the open box on the bed in font of her. Then, she reached back into the bag and pulled out a cucumber she had earlier purchased from her eldest son Mark's fruit and veg stall in the square. Martin squirmed uneasily as he watched Pauline's mature fingers carefully tear the little flat square packet open. "When you open it, you need to be very careful not to damage it, or it won't work properly," she instructed as he looked over to where her teenage son lay.

Quite understandably, Martin had now become a fetching shade of crimson, and was attempting to cover his face as best he could with his pillow. "Martin!..." yelled Pauline angrily as she held the open packet between her dainty pale fingers, gripping the cucumber firmly by the end in her other hand..." This is for your benefit, not mine," and yanked the pillow from his hands, knocking it to the floor beside him. Deciding he wasn't paying full attention to her attempted sex education lesson, she leaned over and tossed one of the other condoms over to him. "Right, open it up like I showed you" she said indignantly and stood, hands on hips watching as he gingerly picked up the packet and tore it open as his mother had moments earlier. "Very good..." she smiled... "But just to make sure you're paying full attention I will be expecting you to be able to copy everything I do after I have finished demonstrating"

Not wanting to prolong the agony any longer than necessary, Martin agreed and decided it was probably best he pay attention first time. Pauline then removed the rubber sheath from the packet and held the tip between her forefinger and thumb. "First you must make sure there's no air in it," she said as she placed the cucumber between her knees to hold it firmly in place for the following steps. "Next..." she said, placing the condom at he thin end of the long green salad vegetable between her slightly wrinkled legs..." You place the end on the tip of your penis." Martin grimaced slightly, uncomfortable with his own mother using the word 'penis' in his presence. Then he watched as she began to unroll the thin rubber sleeve slowly along the length of the vegetable between her knees. "Then you carefully roll it down along the length of your shaft, still holding the tip like this" she followed as her hand slid easily along the lubricated latex sheath until the condom was fully unrolled along the cucumber.

Then came the part Martin had been dreading, as Pauline held up the cucumber proudly and said to her son "You're turn, let's see what you've learned from you're old mum." Martin really didn't want to do this at all, but he knew she wasn't going to leave him alone until he had done it, and said "OK give me the cucumber then." Pauline's next statement made his stomach sink and his face drain of all its colour.

"Its no good you using a cucumber..." she laughed..." You need to learn using the real thing." Martin looked over worriedly at his mother and spluttered "But mum.." before he was immediately interrupted by Pauline who rolled her eyes and tutted at his protests. "Don't be silly Martin it's nothing I haven't seen before, and you don't want any more little accidents do you?" Martin agreed with her second point whole-heartedly, but her first point held no weight with him at all, true she had obviously seen it loads of times, but that was over 15 years ago, and it had changed somewhat since then. "I think I understood fine how to do it from you're demonstration mum" he offered, knowing this would not be enough to satisfy her. "Stop messing about Martin, I've got better things to do than this you know, just get on with it will you." Martin took a quick glance beneath the covers at his groin and grinned to himself there was no way he could possibly carry out her order in that state. "Mum, I can't do it anyway, I'm not, er... 'ready' if you know what I mean" he said smugly nodding in the direction of his flaccid genitalia beneath the covers.

Pauline was somewhat sceptical of his remark, knowing full well he would do anything to get out of doing what she had told him to do and she whipped back the duvet and stared at Martin's boxer shorts. He was telling the truth, if he had an erection before, the sight of his 50-odd year old mum giving him an impromptu lesson in contraception would soon have killed it stone dead. "Well that's too bad, but I'm not leaving till you've done it, so you better sort it out" she replied, unmoved. Martin stared at her in disbelief, "What am I supposed to do?" he asked nervous of what her reply would be.

"Well..." said Pauline "Haven't you got any magazines or something to help you." Surprisingly for a lad his age, he hadn't any such stimulating material, and even if he had, he would hardly want her to find out. "No, I don't have anything like that mum" he said, surely she would let him be now. Again Pauline was unphased by his reply; insistent he was going to do it. "Well I'll just have to help you then won't I?," she said sharply as she removed her cardigan and unfastened her long black skirt. Although she was quite willing to continue undressing, it was really a tactic to shock him into admitting his ownership of some pornographic aids to get him hard. However, as he actually had no such material he was forced to lie there dressed only in his cotton boxers, now without the added comfort of the duvet to hide his stunned expression. Pauline stepped out of her skirt and walked slowly over to Martin's desk.

She pulled out the chair from under it before pulling the pink blouse she was wearing open. Martin just lay open-mouthed, still holding the condom packet he had previously torn open, between his trembling fingers. Pauline sat on the chair now wearing only a large pair of white cotton knickers and her thin blouse, open to the waist revealing her surprisingly ample cleavage partially contained within her lacy bra. She stared down at her stunned son's crotch, still no movement. She obviously needed to go a bit further. She pulled off her blouse showing her large white chest to him fully, rubbing her hands slowly across her large cloth covered breasts. Martin now began to respond and placed his thumbs inside the waistband of his shorts.

Pauline noticed he was starting to respond to her efforts and reached behind her, unsnapping the complicated fastening of her bra. Martin's shorts were now on the floor with the duvet and his hands were straying down towards his slowly swelling penis. Pauline lowered the lacy undergarment to he ground and her large round bosoms flopped forward against her abdomen. Martin stared at her beautiful full breasts. The white milky flesh had one or two stretch marks around them and light blue veins streaking around her large stubby brown nipples. Martin was now stroking his hand through his dark lustrous pubes gently stroking across the base of his thick hardening cock.

Pauline could see the effect her nearly naked body was having on her young son and whispered over to his softly, "I see you like my boobs then Martin." Martin grinned as his mother pushed the soft pale titties together with her hands, lifting them up slightly so she could flick her long pink tongue in the groove it caused between them, stroking his now rising teenage member "They're amazing mum" he replied as he continued to gently rub his dick. "I can see you're almost ready too" she replied, happy with the compliment her stiffening son had paid her. She took one of her flabby mammories in her hands and lifted it to her mouth before clamping her creased lips firmly around the fat swollen nipple.

As she sucked noisily on her hardening teat, she heard a low moan coming from the bed and as she glanced her eyes upwards noticed that her son was now ready, and then some! She opened her mouth and dropped the tit from her grasp, causing it to slap against her belly, which rippled as it hit. She gazed in awe as she watched Martin grip his shaft firmly in his big powerful hand. Pauline soon forgot her remark about having seen it all before, she had certainly never seen a monster like that on him, or any other man for that matter. It was about 12 and a half inches long and must have been at least 5 inches thick, Pauline couldn't take her eyes off it. "I'm ready know mum" he said as he took the condom from the pre-opened sleeve. "I'll say!..."

Pauline gasped..." It's bloody huge!" Martin grinned slyly as his mother watched his thick veiny erection throb between his bunched fingers. "Now let's see if I've got this right..." He said placing the tip between the finger and thumb of his free hand..." Get all the air out and put it at the tip of the penis, right mum?" Pauline was still stunned at the enormity of her young son's cock and was unable to offer a reply.

Martin continued, "Then I slide it along the shaft of my cock," deliberately using the vulgar term to make his mum take notice. Due to the tremendous girth of his massive hardon he had some difficulty stretching the thin rubber around the fat tool and the effort clearly required both hands. He looked over at Pauline, who was now clearly turned on, as she was slowly rubbing her pussy through the fabric of her panties. Martin could see she was clearly enjoying herself, as a little clear window was forming at the front where her vaginal juices has seeped into the material.

Nevertheless he interrupted her, asking "Mum, I'm having some trouble getting this on, can you come over here and hold it for me?" Pauline didn't need asking twice and jumped at the chance of getting her hands on the monster fuck-stick, she leaped up and hurried over to the bed beside her son. His hand released its grip from the base of his cock and was quickly replaced by that of his mother, who gasped as she struggled to get her small hand around his thick veiny erection. "Thanks, mum," he grinned as he took the condom now in both hands. "Is this how you do it mum?" he enquired as he strained the latex to its limits as he forced it over the throbbing purple head.

"Mmmmmm, that's right" purred Pauline as she watched her son's hands slide the transparent pink rubber down along his fat shaft. "There..." he said proudly, glancing down at his handiwork..." how's that?" Pauline released her grip from around the thick cock and was amazed that it stayed standing as more and more blood continued to pump through its deep throbbing veins. "Perfect," she whispered breathlessly as she slid her eyes along its length. Indeed, Martin had done a good job of applying the sheath, although due its sheer enormity, less than half of the entire length was encased. "Does it matter that it doesn't go all the way down mum?" he asked as he looked at his now imprisoned member. Pauline shook her head, "As long as you don't let any sperm escape, it'll be fine, but I'd better show you how to do that to hadn't I?"

Martin looked at his semi-naked mother smiling as her hand gradually began to inch closer once more to her aching groin innocently enquiring "It'll need to be full for that won't it mum, are you going to help me with that too?" hoping his mother would be as keen in this department too, but was disappointed to see her shaking her head. "I want to watch you play with it " she said lustfully, "I want to you to jerk off for you're old mum, don't worry though, I'll still show you how to take it out from a vagina..." she whispered as she climbed onto the opposite end of the bed, facing her young handsome boy "But it'll need a little lubrication first, it's far too big to just slam in straight away, let me know when you're about to cum."

Martin, although pretty pissed off at mum's refusal understood her hesitance, recalling the way Sonia had screamed in pain when he entered her virgin cunt for the first time. "OK mum" he agreed, and steadying himself on his other elbow, grabbed his big cock and began to slowly slide his fist along its considerable length. As Pauline watched her son go to work at pleasuring himself in front of her, she pulled aside the crotch of her soggy knickers and ran her wrinkled finger between the lips of her glistening pussy. Martin stared as her exploration produced a little trickle of fluid from inside her hole and his pumping began to quicken. Pauline had know inserted her finger inside herself and had begun to finger herself, getting herself nice and wet, before introducing a second and third finger simultaneously, causing her to moan softly as she found her throbbing clitoris.

Martin was in heaven as he watched his dear old mother bring herself off for his pleasure and was now furiously sliding his large smooth palm quicker and quicker along his dick. Pauline felt she was now ready for the next stage, and reached her free hand down beside her, feeling around for a moment before finding what she was seeking. As Martin watched intently, wondering what his mother had in store, Pauline lifted her hand from the bed, holding in it the large cucumber she had commenced the lesson with some half an hour ago. Holding it in front of her dripping slit, she removed the fingers and held her cunt lips open, pointing the sheathed tip of the vegetable towards her greasy minge. "This should prepare me to take that big cock of yours Martin," she muttered as she pressed the end of the cucumber hard against her luscious pink tunnel.

Martin stared in amazement as the soft pink flesh of her sticky fanny suddenly yielded swallowing the first 3 inches of the big green vegetable. Martin's wanking became more frantic as he watched his mother take inch after inch of the thick rubber-coated cucumber inside her, screaming with delight as she forced more and more of it inside herself. "You fucking dirty bitch!" spat Martin as he felt his balls tighten below. Pauline gazed deeply into Martin's dark eyes as she rammed another couple of inches violently into her already well-filled fuck-hole, "Are you cumming yet, you horny little bastard?" she moaned sexily as the tip of the vegetable pressed against her clitoris, causing her whole body to shudder with pleasure. "Shit yes, quick mum, I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna fucking cum!" he replied urgently and Pauline responded by rapidly sliding the hard slippery cucumber noisily from her pussy and shifting over to where Martin lay gripping the base of his twitching dick firmly to prevent his imminent ejaculation.

Pauline raised herself up of her knees and crouched over her son's groin whispering softly as he gazed at her soft ripe bosom "Put it inside me son" and slowly lowered herself onto his big angry looking bell-end. Martin responded to his mother's horny request by grabbing her hips firmly and thrusting his pelvis, roughly shoving his hard cock straight up inside his mother's well lubricated pussy. As he thrust the final 2 inches of his impressive length deep into his mother, her stretched lips contracted as best they could around the wide hot dick of her young son and she bit her lip hard as she began to orgasm from the sheer fullness of her aged cunt.

Martin was also more than ready, and the firm grip of Pauline's fanny sent him over the edge of orgasm. He grunted and jerked his hips and his hot spunk shot up from his balls and along his thick fat shaft, before erupting from his helmet filling the end of the ill-fitting condom with what felt like gallons of creamy white jism. Pauline remained still on top of her son's cock for a couple of minutes, milking every drop of cum from his big heavy balls. Martin panted breathlessly from the intense effort of his climax and flopped back onto the mattress below him.

"Now for part 2 of your education Martin," Pauline said as she felt her son's cock begin to soften inside her soaking wet vagina. Martin was now almost fully recovered from his fierce ejaculation, and keeping his limpening penis inside her, lay Pauline on her back as he knelt between her widespread thighs. "Now" she began you need to slowly slide your big dick out of me, carefully trying to keep the condom fully extended along your length." "Usually..." she continued..." the man would hold the base of the condom firmly as he slid out, but your cock is so bloody big its shoved right up inside me, so be careful, and when you see the bottom of the condom do it then, OK?" Martin nodded and slowly slipped out of his mother inch by inch, just as she had said, and when the base finally appeared, gripped it between his thumb and fingers. He continued to pull his big penis out gently until the head came into view and eventually the whole thing was out. "Was that OK mum?" he asked as he stared down at the unattractive sight in his hand. Pauline nodded, "Yes, that was good, well done," she responded happily, "Now we'd better clean you up."

Slipping the well stretched rubber up over his large flaccid tool caused the cum to trickle down the sides of his veiny penis like a little waterfall over a craggy canyon and when the whole thing was off, she placed her head on his lap and flicked her tongue out, licking the drips back up towards his helmet before gulping loudly, swallowing every last salty drop.

Martin grabbed the slimy condom from his mother's hand as she lay back, content from her creamy meal. He turned it upside down and tipped its gooey contents over Pauline's wobbly fat tits, before tossing aside the empty contraceptive and smearing the little puddles of milky white cum into his mother's soft squashy boobs, pinching her puffy nipples until they became firm between his fingers. Pauline had become aroused again, watching her son rubbing his spunk into her pale mature breasts and was ready for a final lesson. A quick glance at Martin's groin revealed he was almost ready too, as massaging her squidgy tit flesh had caused his penis to swell once again and he was three-quarters of the way to another full erection.

Pauline leaned over and kissed Martin lovingly on the forehead.

"There is of course another way you can shag a woman without getting her pregnant," she beamed as she watched her son's cock grow before her. Martin looked up at her and smiled, he knew exactly what she meant, and what she would need to prepare her. Martin got up off the bed and told Pauline to get on all fours on the bed. Pauline was delighted she required no further explanation and was impressed Martin had taken the initiative to get her ready. Martin knelt on the floor behind Pauline who had presented her big round ass towards him. "Damn...," he thought...." I forgot about her panties!" Pauline realised the reason for his hesitation and told him to just tear them off her. Martin was shocked at how dirty his mother really was and grabbed the thin cotton in both hands before fiercely ripping the back of them open revealing her peachy white ass. Martin leaned forward and planted a wet kiss on each of her flabby buttocks before grabbing a big handful of each in his hands. He began to knead her soft behind roughly as his tongue traced the lines of the silvery stretch-marks that had formed over the years.

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Annie and Michelle Part 2: The Bet

Part 2: The Bet
Since the incident in high school, years earlier, Annie and Michelle had not seen each other naked again. Michelle was too embarrassed by what happened, and too afraid of being caught, and Annie respected her friend enough to protect her privacy.

But things had changed since then. Michelle had matured and grown more comfortable with her sexuality- she was ready to embrace the fact that she might be a little attracted to Annie, and was acknowledging the possibility that she might be bisexual. Annie had blossomed into an even more beautiful young woman, stronger and more comfortable than ever. Her breasts had grown a full cup size and then some, up to a large perky C.

In order to pass the time at the office, Annie and Michelle amused each other with friendly competitions. Usually they were harmless, innocent things- like seeing how many things they could take from a co-worker's desk without him noticing, or how many times they could change their clothes during one work day. But today, Michelle had something special in mind.

She glanced across the room at Annie and caught her eye, signalling that they should meet in the break room for another one of their bets. So Annie walked over and Michelle followed her.

"OK, what's the plan?" Annie asked.

"Ummm," Michelle said, nervously, "I was thinking, that, we could try something a bit, different, today."

"I'm intrigued," Annie said, "tell me."

"Well, it might not be entirely appropriate."

"Come on, look who you're talking to. Spit it out."

"OK, here's my idea. We each have to go in the ladies room and shave legs, arms, armpits, and pubes. The other one of us stands guard outside the door. Then, whoever can do it the fastest and with the least nicks, smoothest shave and lest razor burn is the winner."

"I'm in," Annie said, instantly, "but what's the prize and what's the penalty."

Annie and Michelle's bets always had a prize that the loser would give to the winner, and an unpleasant penalty that the loser would have to endure.

"The prize," Michelle said, "is a free Brazilian wax. The penalty- the loser can't shave her pussy for a month."

"Ew, I don't know if I could stand growing a bush. And besides, how does the winner know the loser isn't shaving in secret?"

"Well, you might just have to see what having a bush is like, and as for knowing, I guess we'll just have to do daily checks in the bathroom stall."

"This is a pretty hardcore bet Michelle. Which means I'd better win." The two girls shook hands and walked, giggling, out of the room.

The next day, neither girl shaved in their morning shower, and they snuck a razor and a can of shaving cream into work in their purses. They met outside the bathroom as soon as they were done with their morning's paperwork.

Michelle went first, since it was her idea. In order to shave all the designated areas, the girls realized they would have to get entirely nude in the bathroom stall. Michelle didn't usually shave her arms, but she thought it would add to the challenge and make it more exciting. Knowing this, both girls dressed in their most stripped down outfits- short skirts, blouses and no underwear.

Michelle stepped into the bathroom and locked the door. Annie stood outside and started the timer. Michelle covered her body in shaving cream, then went to work. Even working as fast as she could, Michelle was very cautious, especially when it came to handling her delicate pussy. It took her all of 20 minutes to completely denude her body, and when she was done, she felt extremely aroused and her pussy was soaking wet. She hastily slipped on her clothes and stepped out.

Then it was Annie's turn. Michelle stood outside the door and started the timer. She had barely been out there for 10 minutes when Annie emerged, smirking.

"Well, I guess I beat you again."

"Not so fast, we have to make sure you did a good job." Michelle replied.

They both slipped into the bathroom and locked the door behind them. They had the whole room to themselves. Wordlessly, they stripped naked. For the first time in 5 years, Michelle beheld Annie's naked beauty. Smooth, curvaceous and slender, Annie had shaved herself perfectly. She had made no mistake, and even taken time to apply lotion and oil to her legs. She stood there, her bare skin shining, and said to Michelle "As soon as you proposed this bet, I knew I was gonna win."

"I knew you would win too," Michelle said, "that's why I planned it."

Then, as if by some unspoken agreement, they embraced. Michelle felt Annie's firm, large tits pressed against her body, and the smooth embrace of her newly shaven arms and legs. They kissed, their soft, moist lips meeting and locking together, their tongues dancing and colliding in their mouths. Then they broke their embrace and stared into each others eyes.

Annie reached out and slowly stroked her hand down Michelles hair, past her shoulders and along her slender waste. Then she traced the lines of her hips down to her soft, shaven pubic mound, and down that until they reached her clit, which she gave a gentle, teasing flick.

Michelle trembled with the pleasure of that single touch- it was the first time Annie had ever touched her that way. Shaking, she reached out towards Annie's pristine, delicate, clean-shaven pussy, aching to touch her soft hairless temple for the first time. But Annie smacked her hand away.

"Oh no," Annie said, "you lost. You don't get to touch this yet. But you- you're all mine!"

She grabbed Michelle by the shoulders and pushed her up against the wall. Then she reached down to her pussy and began rubbing in circles around her clit, causing Michelle's already soaking pussy to grow even wetter. Then, she took two fingers and stuck them inside Michelle's tight, warm cunt, thrusting them in and out, while still stimulating her clit. With her other hand, she pinched Michelle's nipples and fondled her breasts, causing a conduit of pleasure to flow between Michelle's tits and her aching pussy.

Michelle opened her mouth to moan, but Annie covered it- after all, they were still in the office, and as Annie's hand covered her mouth she tasted her own sweet pussy juices.

Annie then returned her attentions to Michelle's cunt, thrusting her fingers in deeper while still swirling around her clit.

"Oh Annie," Michelle whispered, "I'm going to cum."

"Oh no you're not!" Annie suddenly stopped. She pulled her fingers out, and left her friend desperate, gasping for air and longing again for Annie's touch. "You don't get to cum until I get my wax, and you pay your penalty" she said, teasingly but with a hint of cruelty. She picked up her clothes and covered herself, so that Michelle could no longer see her beautiful naked body.

"I'll see you here, same time tomorrow, for the inspection. Dress slutty, no panties. See you later."

And she walked out of the room, swinging her hips.

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