A Almost Perfect Awakening Ch. 31

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SPECIAL NOTE TO INCEST FANS: This saga is loaded with incest from start to finish.

A thousand thanks to Julie for her silent contributions.

Literotica.com issued a challenge to its volunteer writer’s to create stories for as many categories as possible. The following chapter is part of a single novel length story relating a journey of awakenings, discovery and growth involving a small group of people. For your entertainment, and mine, I’ll be submitting chapters into at least 17 different story categories. I don’t believe anything like this has been tried here before.

New chapter(s) will be submitted almost daily. By clicking on a blue Wm_Sexspear, you’ll be taken to my Profile; at the bottom of the page you’ll find a list of all the currently available chapters. THIS SHOULD MAKE IT EASY TO READ THEM ALL, IN SEQUENCE, WHICH IS HEARTILY SUGGESTED so the reader can follow the story line, character development, and catch the inside jokes.

I can promise those readers who are familiar with my work that you’ll find a ton of erotic reading that should appeal a wide variety of tastes, even though I intentionally attempted to have at least one turn on for almost anyone. This saga features mostly caring, even romantic sex, but occasionally it flirts mildly with a “fetish” so a given chapter will genuinely qualify for that category.

Many of these chapters could go into many different categories. For example, in Chapter 1 there’s a small amount of male-male sex because a number of ladies have said it turns them on to picture two guys, just like the idea of girl-girl sex is arousing to many males. Yet Chapter 1’s purpose is to supply important background regarding the heterosexual development of 2 young men, so I’d hope a totally hetero or gay reader could to relate to and enjoy this chapter.

Chapters 2~4 features voyeurism by 2 inexperienced young males and exhibitionism by a female, but also includes experimental lesbianism between lonely sisters. So, don’t judge my book by its multitude of covers. If you enjoy sex, there should be something [actually a lot of somethings] in it for everyone. 😉

Final example, Chapter 50 will be under Mind Control. Unlike many entries in this category, it fits in there because circumstances allow a female to have her every sexual whim acted out by 4 other people.

Fan mail, well-intentioned questions, and constructive criticism are welcome; I do my best to respond when an e-mail address is supplied. Hate mail is deleted without being read –’t been scraped for while so riding in the back could get a bit rough.

This Sunday was a ‘top ten’ late Spring day. Warm, but not humid. A perfect day to lay in the shade and let the world go by. The blankets were spread out under an ancient elm tree, which crowned the small hillock. Some to carpet a large area, others to make a big cushion for us to lie on, a couple more remained folded for pillows. That done, we lay down to enjoy the view and the day. Immediately we all ended up napping, apparently Lynn and Jim hadn’t exactly spent all night sleeping either.

Guess I was out an hour or more. When I awoke, Beth and Lynn were sipping from a jar of lemonade. Jim was still out, judging by his sonorous breathing. When Beth spied me watching them, she made a ‘shhh’ sign, then wiggled a finger for me to come-hither.

Grabbing a bottle of Squirt first, I sat between the girls. Beth flashed one of her evil grins, but before I could wonder much about what she was thinking, she hit me squarely between the eyes with “Larry, speak the truth or suffer the consequences… Would you like to have sex with Carly?”

My chin flapped in the breeze as I looked from Beth to Lynn and back. They were clearly enjoying my discomfort. I’m not sure how long it takes to die a thousand deaths, but at the end of that period I answered with a very hushed “Yes.”

“Good boy! Next question. Lynn and I think Carly is super adorable, we’ve always really liked her. OK. Again, answer honestly, would you mind if Lynn and I seduce her?”

My eyes darted from face to face; they were serious!! güvenilir bahis Was that a solar eclipse or was I merely ready to faint? Ever see the stunt featuring a room filled with primed mousetraps; each trap has a ping pong ball on it, then someone tosses a single ball into the middle of it all. That’s what my head felt like.

As the last balls came to rest I said, “Fine with me.” If I appeared outwardly calm, inside me was a maelstrom.

Lynn took my hand. “Larry, Beth confided about last night. I understand when Carly’s name came up, so did you. Please don’t be angry, or embarrassed. We understand completely. When we first talked about having Jimmy putting his penis inside us, we got so horny we ended up getting each other off. It surprised us, we didn’t realize how we’d secretly felt about having sex with our brother.

Trust us, Beth and I will never tell another soul. But after discussing it, we’d like to have Carly join our little group.”

Beth took my chin and gave me a long tender kiss. “Sugar, Lynn and I need to work out a few details, but we think we could convince her to offer you her cherry.”

Lynn added, “In fact, I think she’ll seduce you. Would you like that?” Lynn caught sight of the movement in my pants; her hand pounced on the snake in my pocket. “I’ll take that as a yes!” she giggled.

“If this works out, you two can have fun when we can’t get together.” added Lynn softly. “Plus, I’d actually feel better if Jimmy wasn’t only having sex with one of his sisters. He needs to marry some nice girl someday.”

“Sugar, just so you know, we both like you boys a WHOLE lot. But I’ve discovered I enjoy feeling up another girl once in a while. We’d really enjoy introducing Carly to sex, then turning her loose on your fine body. But I want to be the first to eat her, Lynn lost the toss, she goes second.”

Lynn decided to have a little fun at my expense. “Have you seen Carly naked lately?” she asked.

“Not in years.” I said, the disappointment in my voice was obvious.

My younger sister was super cute, but also super shy. Our parents acted super prudish so nothing about sex was ever mentioned, discussed or allowed in our house. Naturally, when you’re raised on a farm, you see boy animals get long and hard, then try to put their critter dicks into girl animals. Farm kids learn that sex exists, even get a vague idea of the mechanics. You know that in some way your sister doesn’t look like you do.

I’d last seen Carly naked when she was about nine. I’d walked into the bathroom without knocking because I really, really had to pee. Carly was just getting out of the tub. Today I remembered more about the hell I caught for my intrusion than what she looked like.

These days Carly was extremely “country girl” cute; she’d developed a great figure, but I hadn’t gotten to see much of her body in years. Traditionally, Mom steered her into clothes that hid her figure and kept her covered as much as possible.

“Well…” Lynn leered. “We’ve seen her in the shower on a regular basis after softball. She has long, pointy breasts that look like sugar cones made out of jello. They’re white as snow compared to her tanned arms, but her fat nipples are dark, dark red. Her boobies bounce oh so nice when she walks across a room.

A groan from me at that point only encouraged Lynn to torture me further.

The hair on her pussy is jet black; little, tiny, curly hairs so you can see her pretty pussy really well. Her vulva always looks like she’s excited, puffy and pink in the middle. Her butt is a work of art, sticks way out, but not an ounce of fat anywhere on her body. Yummmmmm!”

“You two are certifiable sex fiends! Do you realize that? And I am so grateful I might add.”

The girls fell on top of me; we had a nice group grope and giggle session. Surprisingly, it didn’t wake up Jim. When our wrestling eventually died down, we moved back to where we’d been lying down. No longer sleepy, I propped myself up on an elbow.

“Lynn, Beth” They looked at me, waiting. “If you two would enjoy making love… I’d… I’d really like to watch, maybe learn some things even.

Lynn stared into my eyes. She smiled a Mona Lisa smile; soft, feminine, mysterious. For the umpteenth time I wished I could read her mind. Her sultry expression made me feel fabulous, but I had no idea what she was thinking.

Leaning towards Lynn, Beth brushed her hair back, then kissed up and down Lynn’s neck. Beth ran her hand over Lynn’s tush, on up her side, just brushing the edge of her breast. Sounding huskier, Beth said, “What do you say Sis, I’ve been aching to eat you ever since Larry mentioned Carly this morning.”

Lynn groped for Beth’s hand, moved it onto her breast, but continued her soul piercing eye contact and enigmatic smile. I felt her smile reaching deep within me. If I’d gotten my wish and could have read her mind, I would’ve been the happiest man on earth. It would’ve also scared the daylights out of me.

Lynn reached türkçe bahis behind my neck, gently pulling my lips to hers. Her kiss was like a butterfly alighting upon a flower, a light, delicate contact. Her closed lips fluttered against mine all too briefly, then were gone. Her hand released me.

Gradually I moved back to where I’d been. Opening her eyes, Lynn continued gazing into my eyes as she moved Beth’s hand to her waistband.

Taking her cue, Beth unbuttoned Lynn’s jeans, then lowered the zipper. The sight of Lynn’s light blue pansy-covered panties exposed between the two flaps hit me like a hammer. Lynn’s hand moved behind her, searching until she located Beth’s pussy. Lifting her left leg, Beth allowed Lynn free access to her pleasure center. Lynn firmly caressed Beth several times before reaching higher to unfasten Beth’s jeans then teasingly lower the zipper for my enjoyment.

Beth unbuttoned Lynn’s blouse. Every couple buttons she’d pause to fondle Lynn’s chest, either through her blouse or inside it. After exposing much of Lynn’s left shoulder, Beth’s kissing shifted to her collarbone. Lynn’s hand slid into Beth’s panties, I heard an inrush of air when Lynn’s fingers reached Beth’s moistening genitals. After a minute Lynn removed her hand from Beth’s pants.

Lynn lifted up long enough for Beth to take her blouse completely off before returning to her original position; on her side facing me, eyes still fixed on mine. Beth slid a hand behind Lynn to feel up her buns, then back around to massage her sister’s pussy though her panties. The stimulation of her pussy made Lynn flinch; her eyes closed half way, but still she watched my eyes, drowning me in her sexuality.

Lynn’s hand moved to her own left breast, she lowered the cup, exposing the soft white mound within. Again her hand went behind my neck; it guided me to a position where I could comfortably suckle her teat. Using my one free hand, I fondled and sucked on this gift of nature. Her fingers ran thru my hair many times before leaning towards me.

Kissing the top of my head, Lynn whispered, “I’m going to be busy for a while trying to give Beth the best orgasm she’s ever had. Take your clothes off, but don’t masturbate if you can manage. I have something special for us to do together.” A light touch told me to release her swollen nipple. Reluctantly I complied.

Lynn rolled directly into Beth’s arms, I saw their lips part, their tongues begin a fierce duel. They hugged each other tightly. Hands began to roam. Breasts were fondled. Beth’s blouse was gradually undone, then removed. Shortly, bared breasts were mashed into each other; a hand was at work inside each sister’s panties. Breathing became heavy, louder.

Their remaining clothing became too restrictive. Still kissing, they worked each other’s jeans slowly downwards. Frustration overcame passion; their kissing stopped so they could finally rid each other of their remaining garments.

While the girls were stripping, Jim woke up. Immediately I caught his eye and made a ‘shhhh’ sign via a finger to my lips. Standing, I slowly disrobed, then sat down again on the blankets to set the example. By now my penis poked out from my lap like a young dog begging for attention, so I folded my arms across my chest to lessen the temptation to start petting the puppy.

Lynn and Beth were as deep into each other as two people could be. Any part of either body that could be touched was petted, massaged, licked, or kneaded. With two girls making love, I didn’t know what constituted foreplay or what was just ‘doing it’, so just I watched intently, trying not to think too much.

It was obvious they were getting each other excited out of their minds. Taking liberal mental notes of the things they did, I looked forward to trying out a few things first chance I got.

Lynn rolled onto her back. Beth swung around so her distended nipples hung over Lynn’s mouth; Lynn’s areolas taunted Beth’s eyes and mouth from below. They spent minutes kissing and nibbling each breast in its entirety. Eventually they concentrated on sucking nipples. Seeing Beth’s amazing nipples hanging beneath her, then Lynn sucking them, excited me to the point of almost having to spank the monkey. It was only thinking that I might miss something wonderful with Lynn that gave me the strength to refrain.

Beth crept slowly ahead; her kissing worked down to Lynn’s midsection, leaving four wet, aroused nipples for four aroused male eyes to feast upon. As Beth slowly approached Lynn’s navel, naturally her own became available to Lynn’s active mouth. Beth’s kissing missed few sensitive areas of her sister’s body, but she was steadily gaining upon both of her real goals.

First, she wanted to taste her sister, to feel the unique textures within Lynn’s pussy. She wanted her nostrils filled with the pungent aroma Lynn emitted when excited. To see the anatomy that so resembled her own. To hear the ensuing moans when Beth applied her tongue to Lynn’s most sensitive areas.

Second, güvenilir bahis siteleri her body wanted to get as good as it gave. Unconsciously her system was flooding with hormones, anticipating the ecstasy of Lynn’s mouth soon being busy between her legs. Her flesh remembered the exquisite sensations Lynn’s tongue had given it, it knew their union would produce the glorious orgasm her body craved.

So Beth continued advancing towards her sister’s most erogenous zones, knowing as she did that her own would soon be assailed.

Lynn’s arms went around Beth’s hips, she pulled herself up and onto her younger sister. Lynn dove into Beth just ahead of Beth pushing her face into Lynn. I shifted my vantage point so my eyes could dart from one oral frenzy to the other. They seemed equally avid in their laving of each other; I sensed an intensity that I hadn’t seen their first time, when I’’t look away from the erotic girl on girl action before me.

The girls must’ve been getting very close; it looked like they were sucking each other’s clits into their mouths. Hips were rolling, moaning filled the air. Suddenly the moans became near shrieks.

Beth had been holding herself a couple inches above Lynn’s body. She dropped onto Lynn, their tongues began whipping a clit, or drilling into a vagina. Every noise they made became muffled because their faces were pressed so tightly into moist flesh. They rolled onto their sides. Each sister’s hips were humping against the mouth devouring her pussy; their bodies writhed in response to the orgasms they shared. Faces, thighs, butt cheeks, pussies; all were wet and shiny.

The intensity level declined after a minute, but not a great deal. It seemed to me there were starting up again. Their mouths moved back to the top of their slits, back to licking and sucking their clits.

Lynn pulled her face away from her meal just long enough to flash her lust-filled eyes my way, then say, “Fuck us now!”

That said, Lynn shifted her legs so her body took on an “L” shape, Beth still was eating her clit, but her head lay on Lynn’s thigh.

I made one side of a letter “H” shape as I positioned myself behind Lynn’s beautiful ass. Carefully, I guided my penis just under Beth’s nose, straight into Lynn; her body was so very ready for my penetration, she was hot, wet, and pulsating. As I worked myself deeper and deeper into Lynn, she groaned into Beth’s pussy.

Again, I propped up on an elbow so could observe everyone’s activity. As I began pumping my penis in and out of Lynn, Jim followed our example. Guiding Beth’s legs into the position of Lynn’s, soon Jim was stroking into Beth’s sweat covered body, completing our heavenly “H”.

For sure I wasn’t going to last very long, I was too excited from watching the girls. Any chance that I might have had to regain my composure was shattered when I felt Beth’s tongue licking my penis as her tongue ran all around Lynn’s clit. As if that wasn’t enough, peering over the back of her head, I could see Lynn’s tongue thrashing within Beth’s slit. Occasionally Lynn moved her mouth onto Jim’s penis, then I’d see Jim’’s oval butt cheeks inspired me to slam still harder into Lynn, making her cheeks flex all the more. Each time I saw her buns clutch and relax, my body was inspired into another pumping spasm.

My hard thrusts soon devolved into a lackluster pumping. Lynn had slowed for a time, but she was shooting for big ‘O’ number three. Her pussy rode my still firm shaft; she was also grinding into Beth’Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
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What to Do When He's Too Big

Aug. 19, 2010
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Contrary to popular belief, bigger penises are not always better. Although they may photograph well in porn and allow actors to get into all sorts of camera-friendly crazy positions not usually attempted by the average male, being photogenic does not always translate into being a source of pleasure for a sexual partner. It's not unusual for me to get questions from people who are having trouble with a partner's large penis, usually regarding pain during penetration or discomfort during deep thrusting.

Using lubricant can enhance almost all sex play, but in this circumstance it's especially important. Using lube for vaginal, anal or oral penetration can reduce friction, irritation and pain, especially during initial penetration or prolonged thrusting. If you've never used lube before but have a partner who's on the larger side, start using it now. Both water-based and silicone lubricants are condom-compatible.

Speaking of condoms, many men on the bigger side feel that condoms are too constrictive. There are many larger brands of condoms out there to solve this problem, but like all condom brands, each varies in size, so you may have to experiment to find one that feels right. A common complaint about larger condoms is that they are often thicker as well. One brand that received top marks in Condom Depot's annual ranking of best condoms is Trustex Extra Large, specifically because of its thinner, more sensitive feel. Some men find that it's not the diameter of the condom, but the amount of room at the top that makes it feel more comfortable. If that's the case for you, consider condoms with extra-sensation pouches at the tip of the condom, like the ONE Pleasure Plus.

Another important way to reduce pain during initial vaginal or anal penetration is to have fun with lots of non-penetrative sex play beforehand. It's important to be relaxed and aroused prior to penetration. The vagina, especially, will become more lubricated and more ready for penetration the more turned on a woman is. So, now is the time for clitoral stimulation, nipple play, spanking or whatever gets you hot. Move away from the idea that "sticking it in" is the main event of sex and, paradoxically, it might become easier to do so.

If you're experiencing pain during deep thrusting, experimenting with different positions may do the trick. Invest in a good sex-positions book and have fun trying new ones that feel good to both of you. Typically, side-by-side positions allow for shallower thrusting: Try spooning or lying side-by-side with both partners facing the same way and the penetrating partner in the back. Positions that put the partner being penetrated on top also allow them to control the depth of penetration a little better. During vaginal sex, a woman's level of arousal can also affect how comfortable deep penetration feels, since the top of the vagina expands and the cervix moves back when a woman is highly excited. In addition, where a woman is in her menstrual cycle affects the position of the cervix (it moves higher when she is ovulating and lower when she's not). This sometimes explains why a position that felt great two weeks ago is now painful.

Finally, remember that size is relative. What seems large to one person may seem just fine to another. If you or your partner is having difficulty with sex due to penis size, please don't feel that there's anything "wrong" with either of you. If it's worth it to make the sex work, you can find creative ways, and if it's not, there may be other partners in your future who will be a better fit for youIs Trump trying to push Jeff Sessions out of office so he can appoint an attorney general who will fire Special Prosecutor Robert Mueller?

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How do I lick my girlfriend?

OK I'm dating this really nice girl, she's the sweetest thing and we have been dating for over a year. she said she wants to take things up a notch, meaning she wants to lose herself to me and have sex.

I am really nervous and scared because I'm a virgin and I don't want to mess it up. I want it to be really special for her and make her never forget it, I want to be someone she always remembers. But I think me and her should ease into instead of all at once. we have made out and touched each other but I don't even know how to lick her.

I know its not that complicated but I Haven't actually ever thought about it and I don't wanna hurt her or anything. So what's the bets way to lick a girls vagina?

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    The best way to lick it...Is lick it. I've been asking myself questions like this also. But you should probably just ask her to let you know if something hurts, isn't feeling so great, or if she wants more. Also.. Don't be afraid to get your fingers in there. Your mouth working with your hands can be a wonderful thing.

    • What's to be shy about? If you aren't open about it you aren't going to have the orgasm you are hoping to achieve. The more honest you are, the better it is for both of you. In all areas of sex, not just the oral boundaries. :)

    • well that's awesome that you know what you like and aren't shy about it

  • lick suck poke prod

    if she responds by pushing herself into you then proceed to do more of that

  • g spotting look it up and go with what you feel.

  • a tongue and some finger play

  • well what I do is to spread her legs and put your nose on her clit and stick your tongue in there and just push it up there has far as you can and lick it out and keep doing it


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A small timepiece worn on the wrist.
Wristwatches can be fashion items.
CrosswordPuzzle tərəfindən 31 Oktyabr 2011
Wrapping you dick around your wrist and asking people to check out your new watch.
Milt whipped out his wristwatch and asked the chick what time it was. The large vein was half past the thin one.
Duff the stuff tərəfindən 02 May 2006
A very popular penis trick, most commonly used in shower situations with an audience. It's done by taking the penis and bringing it up over the wrist, then holding it against the pelvis: resembling a wrist watch.
Jimmy: Hey Joey, would you happen to know what time it is?
Joey: Yes, just let me check my wrist watch.... it's 5:45.
Jimmy: Thank you.
Joe-Dogg 52 tərəfindən 20 Dekabr 2005
to put someone's hand in another person's ass up to were someone wears a wrist watch or a vernacular term for the sexuoerotic practice of inserting the hand in ones orafus
I gave sally a nice wrist watch after dipping my hand in crisco
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Locked Out Part 2

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Locked Out Part 2
Sally got a txt from her Mum to say she was on her way and would pick her up so Sally got herself decent again and carried on with her assignment sitting on the sofa working on her tablet placed on the little table in front of her. The way the table was set meant she had to have her legs open a bit allowing me a perfect view of her panty clad crotch, ‘Mmm’ I could sit and look at that all night was the thought running through my head.
I had never met Sally’s mum but if she was an older version of Sally then I wouldn’t be disappointed, and I wasn’t.
The doorbell rang and I jumped up totally forgetting that I was still in my boxers but did have my tee shirt back on and as I opened the door my jaw dropped at the sight that was in front of me. “WOW!” I said under my breath, “Hello, I’m Sadie, Sally’s mum” the lady said in a softly spoken voice.
I couldn’t speak, I looked her up and down, short hair and a very pretty face with little make up. She was about mid 30’s at a guess and she had a very slim but shapely figure dressed in an open neck blouse that showed off a little cleavage and knee length matching skirt she looked delightful.
“Um, Hello, I’m Frank”, I stuttered back a little surprised at her beauty, beauty is in the eye of the beholder but to my mind she was hot. “Oh do come in, Sally is still hard at it” I said inviting her in.
“Thank you so very much for helping Sally out, I can’t thank you enough” she said smiling as I led her into the lounge. I told her that Sally was no problem and I was happy to help, if only she knew the truth!.
“Can I get you a drink Sadie? Sally might be a little while yet” I asked as she sat on the sofa next to her daughter, “Tea, coffee or something stronger?” I said jokingly, Sadie smiled, “Oh definitely something stronger” she said looking drained from her day.
I had some good Scotch so I poured a couple and returned to the lounge, Sally busy with her legs still open, she knew what she was doing and I am convinced she was sitting like that to tease me, Sadie was sitting next to her muttering something with her knees together but still had nice legs.
“Here you go” I said as I handed Sadie a rather large glass of Scotch, Sally looked up and smiled. “Thank you Frank” Sadie said in her soft voice taking a rather large gulp, “Ahh, I needed casino siteleri that” she said as her whole body started to relax.
I sat back in my chair opposite them, there is a reason my chair is opposite the sofa, and looked at the sight in front of me, mother and daughter with the daughter teasing me with the view up her skirt and the mother all prim and proper drinking Whisky and me still in my boxers, which Sadie hadn’t mentioned, trying to conceal the inevitable boner which is soon to appear.
We made small talk as Sally tried to work and then the million dollar question was asked, “So, Frank” Sadie said, “Do you always dress like that” she said looking at my lap, “Only when I have two beautiful ladies in the house” was the only reply I could think of but it seemed to work and both of them thanked me but at least it got the subject dealt with. “Nice” Sadie said in a much more relaxed voice.
Sadie had nearly finished her drink and it was beginning to show the effect it was having; her words were slurring and her legs were getting more relaxed and I did get a quick glimpse of red under her skirt.
I have to say that it was effecting me too and don’t ask why I said it but it just came out, “Have you ever rolled your skirt to make it shorter?” I asked looking at Sadie, Sally looked at me in horror but lightened up when her mum said that she had done it at school and then turned to Sally saying, “And I know you do it young lady” but in a teasing way. Sally laughed.
“How many turns can you do Sadie before it gets indecent” I asked jokingly not really expecting a reply but Sadie responded handing me her empty glass, “Do me another one of them and we will see” as she gave me a cheeky grin, Sally looked horrified at seeing her mum drunk but was intrigued at what her mum would do.
I jumped up to get Sadie’s glass and could see her looking at the bulge in my boxers, she smiled as she handed me her glass, “I got a high waistband so not many” she joked and Sally informed her that the record was six, “That’s a big ask” Sadie replied slurring her words a bit.
I returned with the drinks and Sadie stood up, her skirt was not that tight so she shouldn’t have a problem and she quickly made two turns showing a couple of inches of thigh, “Nice Legs” I said smiling with Sally looking canlı casino on.
Sally and Sadie giggled as she did the third and fourth turns, I looked on and her skirt was just below her crotch, I thought five would definitely become indecent and six would be the absolute limit, she did the fifth and my suspicions were confirmed, she had red panties on as her tight crotch became visible and as she turned I could clearly see the cheeks of her arse and the string on her thong tight up her crack.
“Shall we try six?” she asked looking directly at my now bulging cock, even Sally nodded in approval seeing her mum having some fun, “Yeah, let’s do it” I said watching in anticipation as Sadie took a big gulp of drink before proceeding to make the sixth turn.
Her panties were now in full view, red and tight and when she turned she showed a perfect rounded arse with the thong string tight up the crack and a sweet gap between her legs exposing the red fabric. ‘Mmm, nice view” I said as I stood up and walked over, Sally watching my every move and with my bulge protruding I stood behind Sadie and softly rubbed her arse cheeks, “I think six is too much Sadie” I said smiling thinking it looked more like a large belt than a skirt.
Sadie let out a soft moan as my hands explored her arse and with Sally watching it was an extra turn on, “You have such a nice touch Frank” she said in her soft and sexy voice and with that my hands wandered between her legs allowing me to feel her warm and damp spot.
Sally looked on in awe as I bent down and started to lick up and down Sadie’s crack, her moans getting louder as my tongue hit the spot of her hole, “OMG!” she cried as my tongue flicked about before I pulled the string to one side and probed her opening.
Sadie spun round and sat back on the edge of the sofa pulling me close, she reached forward and undid the button on my boxers reaching in and pulling my throbbing cock out into full view, she looked across at Sally who stared open mouthed and my stiff member and then leaning forward she started to expertly lick around the helmet.
Very slowly Sadie took my cock deep into her mouth, inch by inch until I felt the tightness of her throat and her tongue flicking my balls before slowly withdrawing and repeating, Sally moved the table out of the way as she kaçak casino nudged up closer to her mum and I turned a little to let Sally have a go and as she tried to replicate what her mum had done she gagged as my cock hit her throat, she withdrew and grabbed my balls as Sadie took over slowly sucking my swollen head, Sally had now pulled her skirt up to her waist and had one hand in her panties while the other gently squeezed my swollen nuts.
I felt myself getting close and I pushed hard into Sadie’s mouth as I felt my cock start to pulsate and the first spurt went down her throat without touching the sides, I pulled out quick and rammed into Sally’s mouth giving her the second squirt which she hurriedly swallowed and as I withdrew both girls looked up at me with mouths open as the third stream splashed onto their faces.
“OMG!” I cried as both girls fought to suck the last drops out of my cock, “Mmm” Sadie mumbled as she seemed to get the lions share. “Wow!” said Sally as she watched her mum finish off my softening cock.
Sadie slumped back on the sofa obviously the worse for wear but smiling as I stood there looking at her sitting with her legs spread, skirt around her waist and damp red panties in full view and it was too good an opportunity to miss as I got on my knees and ran my tongue up the inside of her thigh right up to the warm spot between her legs, Sally started to rub my head with enough pressure to push my face deep between her mums legs.
The taste was exquisite as I sucked on her juices through the fabric of her thong before I pulled them to one side sucking on her protruding labia lips and flicking her swollen clit, “OH MY FUCKING GOD” she cried as my tongue entered her wet pussy and she shook violently as the juices flowed and while Sally looked on I could feel my cock coming back to life. I pulled Sadie right to the edge and rubbed my stiffening cock up and down her glistening lips before plunging deep inside her, “OMG!” she shouted as I slipped in easily right up to the hilt and started to pound away, my hands lodged under her arse pulling her closer, “Fuck her Frank, FUCK HER!” Sally shouted as I built up a fast pace and once again Sadie shook violently as she came again and I felt her juices on my balls and start to run down my legs.
The warm feeling was too much and I could feel myself filling her belly, “OMG!” I shouted as I spurted deep inside her, “WOW!, that is so fucking HOT!” Sally cried as I pulled out and the last spurt went up Sadie’s body landing on her rolled up skirt and blouse.

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I deftly felt Scott soaping up my lower back and ass with soap. He was careful when cleaning out my hole, as I was pretty sore. "You fucking slut," he joked, spanking me lightly. "You used my big cock to get off, didn't you? You love my big cock deep in your ass, don't you?"

I was still on orgasm overload and just mumbled gibberish back at him. Scott cleaned us both off and rinsed the remaining soap and cum from our bodies. At the end of the shower he had my body turned towards his. Our cocks were occasionally touching; the tip of his cock was even resting on the base of my cock for a while. Neither of us got completely soft. Scott hugged me a couple of times and even kissed me, exploring my mouth a bit with his tongue.

He turned off the water. Our skin looked like raisins, we were all pruney. Scott took control and dried my body thoroughly with a hotel towel. He spent some extra time on my cock and ass.

Suddenly I heard a knock at the door.

"Put this on around your waist and get the door while I dry off, OK champ?" Scott asked with a cocky smile. This guy was so conceited it drove me nuts. But again, I conformed. I wrapped the towel around my waist and left the bathroom. I looked out the peephole and asked, "Who's there?"

"Airport delivery sir, we have your luggage." A young looking Hispanic guy was on the other side of the door. I was so happy to get my luggage – I would be able to brush my teeth and change into fresh clothes. I opened the door in just my towel. The gentleman in the hall looked up and down my body quickly.

"Scott Banks?" he asked.

"Are you Scott Banks?" he inquired again.

"I am Scott Banks," I heard behind me as Scott came out of the bathroom. The Hispanic guy's jaw almost hit the ground. I turned slightly and saw that Scott was buck naked. He was still sporting a semi and it swung back and forth across his nuts. "Hey, my luggage is here, sweet!"

Nobody said a word for a couple of seconds, but those seconds seemed like an hour. I was between Scott and the door, so he asked me to grab his bag. When I leaned forward, Scott must have grabbed the edge of my towel and pulled it quickly from my body. I felt the cool air of the hallway whisk over my body. My nipples reacted immediately and got instantly hard. The delivery guy shot me a quick look and stared right at my cock.

Scott moved up behind me and pulled my body towards him. "Come on baby, let's go back to bed and let me fuck you again."

I was speechless. The delivery guy had a wry smile on his face and blushed. I know I was instantly deep red, too.

I tried jerking away from Scott but my only way of escape would have been out into the hotel hallway. He pushed me forward a bit towards the doorframe and I had no other recourse than to push back into him. His cock nestled into the top of my ass crack. "Yeah, he wants it bad again, buddy. You interested in joining us?"

"Jesus Scott, shut the fuck up!" I pushed back with more effort. I pulled the suitcase in with me and slammed the door shut. Scott was laughing his ass off as I stormed back into the room.

"You think that is funny, huh smartass?" I snapped at him.

"Hilarious, baby, hilarious!" he laughed back at me.

"Why the fuck did you do that? It was stupid. You are stupid! Asshole!" I yelled at him.

I was really pissed off on so many different levels. I am more modest than this. I don't go around flashing people. I don't solicit sex from strangers. I don't have sex with guys. Well, not normally anyway.

"Lighten up, Randall."

I hate being called by my last name - with one exception. My wife calls me Randall as a pet name. Or when she was really pissed at me.

"Don't' call me Randall, you prick!"

"Easy, baby! Settle down. Let's get dressed and grab some breakfast. You can use some of my stuff to get ready. Your clothes from last night are over there, I folded them up last night" he motioned over towards a chair in the corner.

Sure enough, my clothes from yesterday were neatly folded. He put his suitcase on the bed, unlocked it and unzipped it. I stood in place, breathing through my nose trying to calm down. Scott found his toiletry bag and opened it. He grabbed some speed stick and spread some under his puts. I watched from across the bed. He threw the deodorant my way and I caught it. I opened it and could smell the musky spicy scent that I had picked up from Scott's body earlier. I spread it on my pits and threw it back to him. He smiled deeply at me and I could read his mind – yeah, I have even more of his scent on me. GREAT!

I turned towards my clothes and picked up my boxers. I bent forward to pull them on and heard a low whistle coming from Scott. "Nice fucking ass, Jason. Still can't believe you let me tap it last night. Haven't had a cherry ass like yours in years."

I felt the rush of blood creeping across my body as I blushed crimson. I decided not to say a word, because I wouldn't have stopped yelling it I started.

I sat on my chair and pulled on my socks, then grabbed my undershirt and pulled it on. My khaki pants and button down followed. I looked up at Scott as I was buttoning up my shirt. He was slowly pulling up his jeans. He hadn't put on underwear. His cock flopped out of the zipper.

"I like to go commando, Jace. It gives me easy access to my goodies. You should try it, I'd like to have easy access to your goodies, too" he said with that conceited smirk I hated.

I sat down again and started lacing up my shoes.

"You can use my toothbrush and razor if you want to, after what we shared last night exchanging a little more body fluid isn't going to be a big deal, is it?" Again, that fucking smile.

He had his toothbrush and toothpaste in his hand and went into the bathroom. I heard the water running and after a minute or two, he poked his head out. "You can use it now." Perfect, I get to use his used toothbrush. He was showing the pecking order of our relationship.

I grudgingly went into the bathroom. It was a mess. There were towels all over the floor. The shower had hair all over the tub floor. Mostly black curly hair, but I could also see my lighter and straighter brown hair mixed in there.

I moved up to the sink and started brushing my teeth. Scott came in closer behind me and I could feel his body rubbing against mine. I could actually feel this tumescent cock rubbing alongside my upper ass. Scott said, "excuse me" as he plugged the razor into the wall socket and started shaving his face. I could feel the cool air replace the spot his body had been rubbing up against.

He let me use his razor when he was finished, but I had to empty out all the trimmings before I could use it. Fucking hairy beast. Once I was done I joined him in the room again. He was finished dressing with a really nice polo shirt, jeans and leather boots. "Let's go," he said as he headed for the door.

We walked in silence down the hall to the elevator. He was checking his voicemail on his cell phone. Once we got inside the elevator he announced that Denver had gotten almost 3 feet of snow and the airport was still closed. When we got down to the lobby, it was evident there had been quite a bit of snow. There were lots of people milling about. Suitcases were scattered around the lobby and there were cots everywhere. People were still sleeping away, even with all the commotion around. We walked slowly towards the restaurant/bar and made our way in. It was packed. The only seating was up at the bar.

We made our way up and grabbed the last two seats. The hostess who led us up to the bar left us with two menus. As I looked over the menu I suddenly realized how hungry I was. I hadn't really eaten anything since lunch yesterday, and it was going on 11am night now.

"Little hair of the dog, friend?" came a chuck from the other side of the bar. I looked up and recognized the bartender from yesterday. He had a broad grin on his face.

"No thanks," I said shaking my head, "I think I had more than my fair share last night."

"Two Bloody Mary's, please" came a quick response from Scott. "A little hair of the dog is exactly what you need to get your head back on."

The bartender pushed something across the bar toward me, it was my phone. I looked down at it. There were 11 missed calls. "Talked to your wife late last night and again this morning. You better give her a call, she is mad as hell at you. Damn thing kept ringing, I had to finally answer it."

The bartender went about making the drinks. He joked with me a bit, telling me I was lucky Scott came along when he did last night, or I would have fallen right on my face off the stool. When he went to pour the shots of beer he looked at me and asked, "Coors or Kilt Lifter, Laddy?"

"Kilt Lifter," Scott replied before I could say a word. "It worked like a charm last night. Had no problems getting under his kilt."

The bartender was taken aback by Scott's response and put the Bloody Mary's and beers in front of us quickly and moved away. People on either side of us at the bar shot us some questioning looks, too.

"Will you shut up for once?" I seethed.

"What?" he feigned indifference.

"Leave it alone. It never happened and will never happen again," I said shakily under my breath.

"We'll see," Scott replied.

It took the bartender a while to come back to us, I had to ask him to come over, in fact. He wasn't nearly as friendly as before when we put in our orders.

We sat in silence for a while. I excused myself and walked to the restroom with my phone. I dialed my home number and my wife picked up before I even heard a ring.

"Randall, you selfish ass! I am worried sick about you. I didn't hear a word from you and when someone finally answers your phone they are passing it around the bar. What the hell is your problem?!!"

She was pissed as I could ever remember. She rarely swore and to have two swear words in a row, plus the use of Randall – yep, I was in deep shit.

"Sorry honey. I didn't eat enough and got snowbound and had a couple of beers. I guess it got a bit out of control," I tried to smooth things over. I entered the bathroom and went directly to one of the rear stalls. My stomach was churning again. I felt like I was going to puke. I felt like a guilty, sick shit.

I didn't get another word in for almost a full minute. She was on fire today. She had both guns a blazing. I closed the door to my stall then unbuckled my belt. I slowly sat my ass down on the seat. I released some built up gas and it sounded a lot different than before, less resistance. It just leaked out of me. I knew I had to take a crap, but my guts seemed to be tied in knots. Cramps seized me and I moaned a bit.

"What the fuck is your problem, Randall!" she yelled into the phone. She never used that word with me.

"I'm going to be sick, I'll call you back," I hastily hung up the phone, dropping it to the floor. I grabbed both sides of the toilet and bore down for a second and a huge blast exited my body. I felt measurably better until a second and third blast followed. Great, diarrhea. Once the last of it exited my body I felt instantly better. I gingerly cleaned up my rear end and flushed the toilet. I grabbed my phone off the floor and went to the sink and cleaned up a bit, the cool water splashed against my face was a life saver.

I called my wife again, but got voicemail. I apologized profusely and told her I had gotten sick but was going to try and eat something. I would call her back after lunch. I headed back into the bar and sat back next to Scott. Our lunch had arrived.

"Everything OK, Sport?" he asked.

"What is it with and names?" I asked. "Sport?"

"Don't' forget baby, sweetie and lover," he said into my ear. I flushed red again and started to eat my lunch. It actually it the spot. As did the Bloody Mary.

"The airlines are closed and all flights are cancelled. I called the folks in Vegas and they are doing the trade show without us today but hope we can make it tomorrow." He leaned closer again and whispered, "I get another shot at that ass tonight, sport."

"Fuck off!" I didn't' even try to hide my anger towards him.

People around us shot me some looks but I didn't care.

Scott leaned into me again and brushed his lips to my ear, "Don't deny it, you liked every last thrust of my cock in your ass-pussy, Jason. In fact, you were the one fucking me this morning."

I leaned back into him and responded, not-so quietly, "you fucking raped me asshole!"

With that I got up and turned away from the bar.

"Sorry folks, just a lovers quarrel," quipped Scott.

I stormed out of the restaurant. I think I actually ran out in anger, embarrassment and frustration. I wasn't used to this type of confrontation. I went directly to the elevator and up to my floor. I got down to my room but realized I didn't have the key card. I went back to the elevator and got back to the lobby. The receptionist was quick with a replacement card. As I walked back towards the elevator, I figured Scott could just come in anyway, as he had the other key card.

I didn't want to see him. So I walked down a hallway towards the fitness area and pool. The pool was deserted and I sat on a chaise lounge lawn chair and closed my eyes and tried to think. My mind was racing but my body was desperate for another necessity – sleep. I gave in to sleep and drifted off. My dreams were crazy. There was no stream of consciousness to them, but I just remember them being crazy.

I woke to the buzzing of my phone. It was my wife and I answered it groggily. She had calmed down a bit and we had a much more civil conversation. I looked out the window and it was snowing lightly, but still blowing. She gave me an update on the weather and told me to call her back tomorrow. The kids had soccer and basketball tonight and homework and she said they would be really busy. I knew she wanted a little break from my drama of the last day, so I said, "love you, talk to you tomorrow."

I got up off the lawn furniture and looked down at the clock on my phone. It was 4:30pm. I decided to head back up to my room and clean up for dinner. I wouldn't be going back into the bar again, but thought I could order room service. Once I got upstairs I slide the key card into the door and let my self in. It was completely dark inside. I moved forward and stumbled over something in the hallway. I got up and turned on the bathroom light and there was my luggage. Thank God!

I had a sudden change of plans and decided to go work out. My muscles were a bit sore and my mind needed a diversion. I changed clothes, putting on shorts, a t-shirt and running shoes. I headed straight down to the exercise room. It was really nice for a hotel. Free weights, a couple of bikes, treadmills and ellipticals. And Scott. I swore under my breath. He was on an elliptical in the corner and had headphones on. He was reading a magazine and didn't seem to notice me. I went over to the free weights and worked my upper body very hard. Probably too hard. After about 30 mintues, I jumped on a treadmill and went for a run. I decided to work extra hard and went for a full out run. This really helped my frustration...but I only made it about 3 miles at this pace before my lungs and legs gave out. By the time I was finished, sweat was pouring off my body. I walked off the treadmill, panting. During my run I had taken my shirt off to use as a sweat rag, and it was soaked. I took the shirt and stuck it in the waistband of my shorts and headed out of the gym. I could see Scott pulling himself out of the pool as I left...he must have been swimming laps. I grabbed a towel as I left the room and went directly up to our room. I had been gone for almost an hour. My heart was beating strongly in my chest and I was happy I had worked my body. When I got into the room I went right into the bathroom and turned on the shower. This would feel good. The place had been cleaned up by housekeeping. I stripped down and threw my sweaty clothes in a pile and climbed in the shower.

It did not take long for me to get the water adjusted, and then enjoy the luxury of all the hot water. The shower seemed larger than before. Oh, that's right, before I had someone in here with me. I just stood there, enjoying the hot water running over my body, watching it run down my chest and stomach and off of my prick. One thing I had noticed today is that my cock never did get fully soft today. It wasn't semi hard, it was just a lot fuller. As I soaped up my body I started to get aroused and watched as my cock grew towards its full size. I decided to finish, Scott would be up here soon. I turned off the water and dried myself. I went out into the room and found Scott pulling down his trunks. His back was to me and I could see his muscular, hairy ass flex as his trunks slide from his body. There was so much hair in his valley I couldn't see anything but hair. And the same was to be said of his what was between his legs. From changing in locker rooms all my life I had become accustomed to seeing men in all states of undress. But when a guy is dropping trou and is bent over like that, you always see their teabags...and sometimes even a cock. But Scott was so hairy all I could see was dark black hair.

My cock reacted as if on auto pilot. I felt it get heavier.

"Did you save me any hot water, sport?" Scott asked.

"It is a hotel, they have an endless supply Scott", I replied. We were trying to be pleasant.

I walked past him and started digging through my suitcase for something to wear. I heard the bathroom door close behind me and the shower start. I pulled on a pair of loose running shorts and cleaned up my mess. I grabbed the phone and called room service. I ordered up a cheeseburger and a couple of beers. I sat on my bed and cleaned up emails using my blackberry. Nothing urgent. I heard the shower stop and more noise from the bathroom.

The knock at the door startled me. Before I could even make it off the bed, Scott answered the door. He didn't even dry the water off his body, he was dripping wet. Unlike earlier today, he had a towel around his waist. He opened to door to a surprised looking middle aged lady and grabbed the tray from her. He gave her a tip and asked if she could bring up a 12 pack of beer when she got a minute.

He placed the food on my bed and ate a couple of fries. As is typical with restaurant food, there was way too much food for one, so I ended up sharing it with him. Our conversation was pleasant and centered on work. He never changed into anything else and sat on the bed and cleaned up his email as well. The beers I ordered were quickly gone but then I heard another knock at the door and Scott came back with more beer.

We turned on the TV and watched the news, it was now after 6pm. More about the weather. I should have stopped drinking, but had 6 more beers with Scott. In all we had 7 beers each and were feeling no pain. Not hammered, just happy. We were both laying back on the bed with our backs to the headboard. Me in my shorts, Scott in his towel. His right upper thigh was plainly visible to me as his legs were spread slightly. I could just make out where his pubic hair got thicker near his groin.

"Hey Sport-O, where are you sleeping tonight?" I asked Scott in a somewhat sarcastic way.

His cocky smile parted and he replied, "Inside you."

Damn did the fucking bulge under his towel look impressive. Knowing what was behind that towel as well as his comment made one corner of mouth turn up in a smile. He sure was a confident, good looking fucker.

We both laughed a bit.

"Sorry for being an asshole earlier. I know this is a lot for you. You are straight and it was a one time thing. I probably pushed you too much and you were drunk. If not, you never would have done a thing with me. You willing to give me another chance," he whispered real low and sexy?

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House of Feathers Ch. 03: A Contest

Tantric theory has it that sex can allow men and women to unite not only their bodies, but also their minds, in a total union on the path to Oneness. One’s partner becomes an extension of oneself as physical boundaries become irrelevant. In the end, for a truly loving couple, where does one end and the other begin?

With that in mind, this is an experiment, trying something not normally recommended for writers. Let me know what you think.

“So you think so?” he smiled. “Well then, how about a contest? First to have an orgasm forfeits.”

“Forfeits what? A week’s KP? A foot rub? What?”

“Let the winner decide afterwards,” he said.

“That could be pretty high stakes.”

“It could. Are you in?”

“Maybe,” I said. “Toys?”

“Nada,” he said. “Straight stud poker – and may the best hand win.”

I groaned at the triple pun. “Not even the feather?”

“Toad – I like the feather. Do you get to play with my boobs?”

“How else?” he replied, grinning.

A gentleman.

“Deal,” I said. We shook hands on it very formally, then broke into laughter at the incongruity. With constant warmth and total privacy at our villa, clothing was pointless and neither of us had worn a stitch of clothing since our village shopping trip days ago.

The night was warm and scented with the sea and tropical flowers. I spread large cotton towels on the soft beach and brought down a pair of wedge pillows. We lay down under the night stars, facing in opposite directions. The villa lights had been turned off and all light was coming from the near-full moon, the southern stars and one candle lantern. He brought an ice bucket with glasses and white wine.

Lying down, I reached over and pulled on his still-flaccid penis, stretching it and pulling it out from his body. “Seems like there’s something defective here,” I teased.

“Customer interface problem,” he retorted. “Have you experimented with the controls?”

In answer, she sat up, reached for my wrists and pulled my hands towards her breasts. I sat up, too, rolled over to kneel facing her, cupped them in my hands, lifting and massaging them. She smiled that special smile, the one she knew was guaranteed to inflame me. My cock started to stiffen.

I continued to fondle one perfect breast with one hand. With the other, I began stroking her soft inner arm, slowly running fingertips from elbow to wrist, down to the palm and trailing off the ends of her fingertips. I felt her nipple stiffen under my other hand.

“Why does that, my arm, feel so sexy?” she wondered aloud.

“They say the skin is the body’s largest sex organ.”

I took his half-erect cock in one hand and rubbed its head slowly against the palm of the other, as if I were polishing off a smudge on a glass Christmas tree ornament. It rapidly hardened and I switched to a gentle fondling of its whole length, occasionally ticking his sack with my nails.

I love how my man’s body changes as he gets excited. As his meat thickens and stands up to present its blind eye to the sky, his scrotum rises too, pulling its precious pair upwards. The skin darkens, the wrinkles deepen and the testicles swell. It’s an artistic performance using flesh; I love it, knowing that I’m responsible, that I made this happen!

Much as I love being a woman, there are times I wish my body could do something like this. I could feel my nipples flushing and Beylikdüzü escort bayan becoming erect under his hands, but it wasn’t one tenth of the visual spectacle my lover was giving me. Maybe that’s why God gave women boobs, something for men to admire?

I continue to stroke and tickle his parts, occasionally making a cage of my nails and running it lightly up and down his rigid weight.

I switched my caresses from her arm to her belly and flanks, terminating each stroke just above the end of her perfectly-trimmed landing strip. I could see her yoga-toned stomach muscles tense. Her not-quite-hidden labia beckoned for attention.

With the palm of one hand, I pressed down on her mound of Venus. I massaged the flesh up and down, from side to side.

Its movements tugged directly on my labia and the hood over my clitoris. They were dragged by the motion of his hand and I could feel my excitement grow.

Spreading my fingertips under his erect length, I bounced them up and down, as if playing the piano. His erection was so stiff that he barely moved.

I moved my caressing fingers to her inner thighs. Gently, gently, I stroked from inside her knees until I was almost touching her sweet lips. They swelled and I could sense the first drops of dew appear below her pleasure bud.

I was, as always, amazed at how quickly he could turn me on. I had often wondered where he’d learned to be such a fabulous lover. I was torn between profound gratitude and green-eyed jealousy for the unknown women who had taught him what he now used for my pleasure.

I firmed up my strokes up and down his stiffness, feeling the softest skin on his body slide smoothly under my hand over the iron within. What a treasure, I thought. What a beautiful, fascinating thing!

My pulse quickened as she shifted her grip, beginning to pound with the surf just yards away. My tool grew still harder, more expectant, more demanding. My tight sack pressed my balls tight against my abdomen and I could feel a growing, glowing pressure behind them.

My fingers began going further on their voyage, briefly and lightly stroking the outer edges of her labia at the top of each stroke before recommencing down near her knees. The first time I did, she sucked in her breath.

“Oh, yes,” I whispered as his fingertips at last reached my pussy. I started lightly pumping his warm shaft in a fast one-two-three rhythm, pausing after each three strokes. One-two-three. Pause. One-two-three.

The helmeted head on his penis pulsed and grew under my fingers. I quickened my pumping speed and watched it turn purple under my loving fingers. One-two-three. One-two-three. A drop of pre-cum emerged like a liquid jewel.

His expert fingers – finally – slipped between my labia and lovingly stroked the wet, warm, waiting entrance to my womanhood. They moved up and down along the opening. My inner lips delighted in his touch and my outer lips swelled in approval.

One finger, then two, slipped inside her honeyed haven. I curled them up against the rougher tissue of her G-spot and then slowly slid them out, trailing them lightly over her clitoris as they emerged. Her hips started pumping in response.

Repeat. Listen to breath hissing in and out.

Reaching down, I started rolling his hardness between my hands, shifting my hands up and down his shaft as they rolled back and forth, Escort Beyoğlu quicker and quicker. He gasped in pleasure as my hands moved up over his head. And again. Faster.

My fingers twisted in her pussy, stretching it in new ways. She gave a shill cry and pushed herself against my fist. When I returned to stroking out from her G-spot, her head dropped to my shoulder, breathing fast.

I could feel her sweet juices on my hand. Her pumping sped up and I felt a weight like a hot rock building just forward of my anus. I continued to stroke her slit, but softer, slower, gentler.

The new sensations caught me by surprise, but I should have expected it. He was a talented and considerate lover, wise in the ways of my body. Men cum from hard, fast fingers, but women often need slow and gentle. I felt my pearl retract, hiding under its hood, readying it for orgasm. My heart was hammering and I could feel initial contractions deep inside me. His other hand returned to fondling hard nipples, switching back and forth.

I palmed one of her hard little mountains and gently squeezed the whole tanned globe below it. She moaned in appreciation. I switched boobs. She had superlative breasts, I thought – not too large, not too small, firm yet soft, shapely, with enchanting nipples. I loved them. Even clothed, they fascinated me. I wish I had something she found as amazing.

We were both very close to orgasm.

“This is very good, but there’s no hurry. Would you like an intermission? How about some wine?”

“Yes. Yes, please.”

One last firm, stroking squeeze and we rolled over and clung to each other. Perspiration shone on our bodies. My genitals pulsed with each heartbeat. It was hard to breath.

After pouring the wine, we lay back to the watch the stars move in their majesty above us. My thrilling frustration pounded with my blood. I longed ever so much to roll over on top of the flawless body next to me and end it.

I smiled, knowing that the pause would make the end better. Settle down and start again.

“Look,” they said, pointing at a shooting star overhead.

“An omen,” I replied and they grinned.

Fingers moved gently along my leg and I squeezed a hand in return.

His cock was still hard; I could see it silhouetted against the stars near the horizon. I reached over and ran my fingertip along it. It was time.

I began gently stroking his length again, my other hand gently but firmly stretching his nutsack away from his body. My hand ran lightly over its suede sheath, back and forth, without making the skin shift over the engorged core.

The sensation was wonderful. Resting had not lowered my desire, but had given me a chance to catch my second wind, so to speak. We would both last longer as a result, being able to enjoy the other’s sensual attentions for a much longer time.

We were after Quality.

I leaned over to lick her nipples. As I got close to her skin, I could smell her female excitement. I twirled my tongue around and around them, flipped them with my tongue tip, held them firmly in my lips and hummed. She wiggled in pleasure at the barrage of sensations, holding my head to her chest and moaning with pleasure.

This was supposed to be manual only, but I figured it was only a technical fault. She didn’t in any case seem to be objecting…

I loved him playing with my breasts! Totally win-win, Bomonti escort if you ask me. They seem to have a direct connection to my clitoris and he could be just amazing. I could feel my soft flesh moving under his firm, loving hands. My nipples felt like they were on fire; my whole body started tingling. What a wonderful lover!

I shifted to my other hand to pump him, knowing it would alter the rhythm he was feeling. He bent his lips to mine for a long, loving, searching kiss as we continued to excite each other. His hand, trapped between his chest and my boobs, continued to stimulate my nipple.

She broke the kiss, bent her head to my shoulder and nipped the skin with sharp, white teeth.

“God, but you feel good,” she gasped. My fingertip made tight, light circles around her pleasure button and I felt more vaginal juices ooze out to cover my fingers. Her hips began to buck.

Her fingers on my cock were entrancing, enormously exciting. My nuts felt huge and my head about ready to explode.

His hand on my breast squeezed and my pussy clenched. Her pumping sped up, faster and faster; my balls were heavy as lead.

“Break time?”

“OK, but you were winning.”

“I know. Would you like more wine?”

“Please. Like me to rub your back?”

“I thought we were on a time-out?”

“It’s allowed. Just your back.”

I swivelled around and strong fingers rubbed and kneaded. After perhaps five minutes, I turned.

“I love you.”

“Can’t think of why.”

We lay down again to watch the stars, hoping for another shooting star.

A cloud of fireflies drifted by and I caught the double-domed silhouette of her breasts against them. I reached for them with my near hand, stroked them softly and finally, sitting up, draped my palms over them. These were the best sex toys for me.

His gentle fingers fuelled my desire. Eager to repay him, I led three fingers across my vulva and then wiped their slickness on the head of his manhood. I made a spider with my hand, fingers sticking straight down, and lowered it over his rigid member. With his head against my palm, I squeezed tight and screwed my hand over his lubricated plum as if opening a bottle cap. The rim edge was as taut as a full balloon. His cock pulsed under my hand; I could feel blood move within it.

He groaned with pleasure.

I leaned over and kissed him hard, biting his lower lips gently with my teeth. Reaching out my left hand, I felt it brush against the wine bottle. On impulse, I stuck my hand into the icy water of the cooler.

My cock felt enormous, as if it contained all the lust in the world. I felt that I would split in two if I didn’t find release soon. I stopped teasing her boobs and put both hands between her legs. One forefinger rested on her clitoris, while the other hand grasped the outside of her engorged outer lips with thumb and forefinger. I dragged them up and down, side to side, as I gently massaged her tender bud between them.

I gasped at the new sensation. My pussy felt empty, hollow, desperately needing to be filled. I moaned – hell, maybe it was my clitoris moaning.

Faster now.

I took my hand from the ice and, while continuing to pump his shaft furiously with other warm hand, wrapped chilled fingers around his nuts.

I gasped at the sudden, unexpected chill. My cock couldn’t possibly get any harder, but it did.

My love button was singing, dancing under his finger.

It felt like I was going to explode.

“Who’s winning?”

“Both of us.”

A deep, yearning breath and I came. Gloriously, happily, wonderfully, I came. It lasted, on and on.

I came.

No losers.

I came.

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Taxing times for Hungary's porn inspectors

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NSFW A group of Hungarian tax inspectors is apparently "protesting" at being forced to watch hard-core grumble flicks in an attempt to decide if the filmmaker has legitimately claimed £10,000 in allowances for set-dressing his DVD romps.

According to Ananova, Northern Hungary tax supremo Maria Nagy bemoaned the probe into Ferenc Hopka, whining: "It's a hard job. Porn movies are known for showing the action, not the bed or the carpet it is happening on.

"Often we just see a lot of flesh and a little bit of silk, and just from that we have to determine whether that piece of silk is really the bedding the producer claimed his money back for."

To give you a taste of what Hungary's finest might be enduring, we suggest a quick shufti at Hopka's 2002 smut masterwork Fallen Angels, which stars the splendidly named Norman Hard and is described thus: "A priest stands accused of 'orgiastic misconduct' in a monastery. Enter a female judge who wants to hear every juicy detail of his blasphemous deeds..."

For the record, Fallen Angels features an awful lot of flesh and an impressive spread of silk sheets, as this still proves:

A still from Fallen Angels


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tagFetishFinding Himself in Her Ch. 05

Finding Himself in Her Ch. 05

Here, at long last, is another chapter of Jaime and Kara's story. I hope you all like it as much as the previous chapters! I am so very happy with the reception of those chapters and love to read your comments, both positive and negative (at least if it's constructive), so please vote and comment!

Jaime woke slowly but kept her eyes closed as she realized that her face was buried between Kara's big mammaries, embraced completely. She felt her morning wood wedged between their resting bodies and started slowly rubbing it against her lover through the silk of her green slip. Jaime loved the feel of Kara's big, soft, brown, natural breast against her face as she kissed her way to Kara's big nipple. She loved her thick, rubbery nipple against her fluttering tongue, could feel every little bump and crease and tried to commit every one of them to her memory. Before she could finish Kara stirred above her and Jaime released her nipple as she tilted her head and smiled as she looked into Kara's smoldering eyes. Jaime closed her eyes again as Kara leaned her head down and kissed her deeply. As they kissed they rolled over so that Kara was on top. Jaime felt Kara's hand free her hard-on from its silky confines and rub its head along her wet folds until it found its way into her tight hole. Jaime wrapped her arms around Kara and moaned as she slid deep inside Kara's tight, wet tunnel. When Jaime felt the tip of her cock kiss Kara''s back and down to her big, round ass; it overflowed her hands and felt so soft and inviting. As they slowly, lovingly, fucked and kissed Jaime found one of her fingers slowly drifting down the valley between Kara's cheeks until it reached her tight pucker. Kara let out an appreciative moan and started moving a bit faster so Jaime continued massaging the rim, without penetrating.

After a while of this Jaime felt Kara reach for something on the nightstand and then she sat up taller and said, "Give me your hand, sweetie. This will make it easier." Jaime saw that Kara was holding the lube tube so she held up her fingers for a sizeable dollop. Kara tossed the lube to the side and leaned down to continue kissing Jaime as they kept their slow pace. Jaime's now slick fingers soon found their way back to Kara's crack. Jaime rubbed in small circles with the pad of her finger until she felt Kara relax. Her finger slipped in with ease and Kara moaned and tensed up for a second above her. Jaime kept her finger still and let Kara get used to its presence. When Kara started gyrating her hips again Jaime started moving her finger in and out at the same pace. Kara's ass felt velvety soft against her finger and the rim hugged her tightly as she plunged it slowly in and out.

Kara's ass was beginning to feel a bit more relaxed around Jaime's finger so she pulled her index finger out almost all the way and inserted her middle finger as well. Kara moaned and sped up her hips a bit, but still kept it nice and slow. After a few more minutes Kara pulled herself all the way off Jaime's cock, making Jaime's fingers slip out of her ass at the same time. Jaime let out a disappointed groan and looked up at Kara questioningly. That look soon turned to one of surprise and excitement as Kara reached down and positioned the head of Jaime's girl-cock against her slick asshole instead of back in her wet pussy. Jaime felt her cock penetrate that incredibly tight opening and be enveloped in a buttery, velvety softness and moaned loudly just as Kara groaned at Jaime's thickness. Kara had her eyes closed and a look of concentration on her face as Jaime felt her cock slowly sliding further and further inside until it was balls deep. Kara let out a sigh of satisfaction and smiled down at Jaime before leaning down to kiss her again.

Jaime felt Kara's hands run along her arms and to her hands where their fingers intertwined. Kara brought their hands to the sides of Jaime's shoulders and raised herself so that she was supporting herself on Jaime's hands. Even though taking it anally usually was seen as a submissive act Jaime didn't feel at all dominant, being ridden by her larger lover, her hands pinned and her body weighed down as Kara began riding her faster and faster. Jaime met Kara's hips as best she could and could feel Kara's wet pussy smack against her lower stomach. Feeling Kara's tight ass sliding up and down her cock for the first time along with the visual of Kara's big, beautiful, caramel breasts bouncing was proving too much for Jaime so she closed her eyes and tried to think of anything else to stave off her orgasm.

Suddenly Kara's moans changed pitch and Jaime felt her ass contracting around her dick and couldn't hold back anymore. She opened her eyes and watched as Kara flung her head back, her black hair a halo in the morning sun, and screamed as she came and Jaime let out a loud moan as her load spurted deep in Kara's ass. Kara fell forward onto Jaime again and was breathing heavily as she kissed her all over her face.

After a quick shower to wash off the sex Jaime and Kara walked hand in hand through the hallways of the building to Jaime's apartment. Jaime opened the door and peeked her head in to see if her father was decent. He was standing in her kitchen making coffee He must have heard her open the door because he turned and smiled at her and said, "Good morning, sweetheart!"

Being called sweetheart by her dad would have been so weird a week ago but now it felt natural, a sign that he was accepting her as his daughter. Jaime smiled widely back at him and said, "Morning, Dad! Hope you're making enough for all of us," and entered the flat with Kara.

"I am. Good morning to you too, Kara."

"Good morning! The coffee smells delicious."

"Yeah, it really does, I don't really wake up until that first cup."

As they waited for the coffee to percolate Jaime began making omelets for breakfast and Kara and Henri sat down on the bar stools on the other side of the kitchen counter so that they could all talk. After some small talk the coffee was ready and after Jaime's dad had his first sip he cleared his throat and said, "Listen Jaime, there was a reason I came over to talk to you in person yesterday but it kind of was pushed back by everything else."

"Yeah, I can understand that." Jaime smiled but was a bit apprehensive as she asked, "What was it?"

"Well, you know I've been dating a bit for the last year or so?"

Jaime nodded and her dad continued, "I didn't want to introduce you to anyone until I knew if it was serious, but now it is. Her name is Caroline, she is a bit younger than me, she's 35. We've been dating for a few months and I think I want to ask her to move in with me."

Jaime felt a twinge of anger that her dad was cheating on her mom but she knew that it had been over four years and that he was right to move on. She smiled at him and said, "That's great dad, I'm so happy for you! Tell me about her."

"Well, she was working out at my gym and dropped a weight on her foot. She cursed out in French and I asked her in French how badly she was hurt as I helped her over to a bench and checked her foot. Her foot was in a bad way so I drove her to the hospital and we got to know each other on the way. She's a biologist over here from Paris for work."

They talked more about Henri's new girlfriend, Jaime's future, and their respective plans for the day as they ate. After breakfast Henri wished them good luck with Jaime's boss and headed home. After the door had closed behind her dad Jaime turned to Kara and asked, "So, what do you want to do today? We have a few hours to kill before I have to start with dinner for tonight."

"How about Yoga? There is a class I sometimes take on Wednesdays when work is slow. It should start in about thirty minutes."

"Umm, okay, but I won't have to change there, right? Standing in a room full of half-naked women with my, um, equipment, tucked away might be a problem."

"Ha-ha, I can see that. No, we can change here and then shower at my place."

Jaime nodded and blushed a bit. She hadn'had to focus totally on keeping up with all the different poses.

For Kara however, it was a different story. She knew the routine almost by heart and when the pose allowed it, she couldn't take her eyes of Jaime. Her petite girlfriend was graceful and flexible in a way that seemed totally effortless. Kara had seen a bit of that grace when they were dancing two nights ago, but she was struck by it much more now and it turned her on incredibly. It didn't help that Jaime's tight ass was on full display in those sweatpants, making her worry about soaking through the fabric of her own sweats.

After the class was done they were heading down the hallway to the exit when Kara saw a supply closet and decided she couldn't wait. She pulled Jaime inside pushed her so he back was against the door. Kara grabbed Jaime's perky ass and kissed her fiercely as she groped her. She licked her way up to Jaime's ear and whispered, "I just couldn't wait, your ass turns me on so much! Turn around, spread your legs and arch your back, keep your hands pressed against the door. Try to keep quiet, I don't want to be banned from this gym."

Jaime turned and stuck her butt out as far as she could and Kara kissed her petite lover on her cheek and whispered, "Good girl!" She kissed her way down along Jaime's bare shoulders, down along her arched spine, tasting her salty sweat, as her hands ran from the sides of Jaime's tits, along her ribcage and down to her hips. Kara got down on her knees and slowly pulled Jaime's sweats and panties down over her bubble butt. Because Jaime had her legs spread they couldn't get much lower than her upper thighs and to Kara it almost looked like Jaime's round ass was a dessert on a tray. Kara was hungry for that dessert and spread the cheeks with both hands before diving in. Jaime's crack was sweaty from the workout but Kara loved it, she felt so dirty with her face buried in a sexy girl's sweaty ass.

After a minute Kara felt Jaime's ass relaxing around her tongue and she pushed it as far inside as she could. She swirled and thrust for a while, making Jaime moan stifled moans, then sat back on her heels and reached inside her trusty handbag. She pulled out her Feeldoe More and a small bottle of lube. Kara stood up and got her pants down to her knees, she didn't have time to take them all the way off, she needed to fuck her girl now! With a grunt she swiftly pushed the bulbous part of the bright red dildo inside herself. She squeezed out a generous dollop of lube on her cock and spread it with her hand before she spread Jaime's cheeks with her other hand and pushed the head of the dildo inside, making Jaime squeal. Kara felt like being aggressive and she knew Jaime's ass could handle it, so she moved one hand to Jaime's mouth to muffle her and then slammed the dildo all the way inside. Her hips slapped against Jaime''s hard thrusts.

The fast pace was bringing Kara close to cumming in record speed. She felt very powerful as she fucked her little girlfriend, controlling her so easily. She felt that fire building deep in her belly and then, as she buried the Feeldoe deep and muffled her scream with Jaime's neck, she came hard and fast. She squeezed Jaime tightly as she came and felt her legs tremble and almost give out. After a few deep, calming breaths Kara reached down between them and grabbed the dildo, got up on her toes so that the side inside her slipped out with a wet slurp and then grabbed Jaime's shoulders and turned her around. She got down on her knees and eagerly swallowed Jaime's sizeable tool as she reached between Jaime's legs and grabbed hold of the Feeldoe still in Jaime's ass.

Jaime felt Kara hug her tightly as she buried the dildo deep inside her, then squeal, tremble and relax against her back for a while, and Jaime understood that she had just cummed. Suddenly she was spun around and her girly cock was being enveloped in the warm wetness of Kara's mouth as her ass continued getting fucked. Kara's other hand joined her mouth on Jaime's cock and Jaime experienced a wet, sloppy blowjob that made her toes curl in her sandals. There was no way Jaime could hold out against this barrage of pleasure. She brought one hand to her mouth to muffle her moan and the other to her tit to pull hard on the nipple of her breast form. The sharp pinch and pull on her real nipple pushed her over the edge and she started shooting jet after jet of cum into Kara's waiting mouth, which Kara eagerly swallowed.

When love birds returned to Kara's place they jumped in the shower together and washed each other's bodies. Kara was still very hot so she tried to get a rise out of Jaime's cock but it was still too soon so she got Jaime to go down on her, which she gladly did. Jaime licked her clit and introduced first one, then two, then three fingers to her sopping hole. Jaime licked her clit and lips and fingered Kara's g-spot until she came, and came, and came, until she couldn't stand it anymore and wrestled Jaime away to hug and kiss her in gratitude.

When they stepped out of the shower and were putting on clothes again Jaime saw the time and realized it was only two hours until her future boss and her wife would come over to Kara's for dinner. She knew Kara didn''s best friends. It soon passed, she remembered how well her father took it and that had been much scarier, this was child's play in comparison.

She tried to keep the makeup and hairstyle subtle and natural; it was a weekday after all and only a dinner party, no big event. Just as she finished up the kitchen timer rang and Jaime hurried to get the fillet and root vegetables out of the oven. She transferred it all to an oven proof dish and took it along with the salad and gravy on a big tray and headed through the hallways to Kara's place. When she turned the last corner she saw that Melissa, her boss, and Maria were knocking on Kara's door. Damn, they were early! Jaime took a deep breath, put a big smile on her face and steeled herself, then walked up to them just as the door opened and said, "Hi Maria, and you must be Melissa."

Both of them turned in surprise and then Maria smiled and said, "Hi, Jaime! It's good to see you again." Maria saw her wife's questioning look and continued, "I met Kara and Jaime this Sunday in the restaurant. I'm sorry, I forgot to tell you."

"Hi there, here, let me help you with that tray, it looks heavy." Melissa grabbed the tray and walked it over to the table to set it down, saying hello to Kara on the way and then returned to the hallway. Kara hugged and greeted both of them, and Jaime got hugs as well now that her arms were free. As they were all taking off their shoes Jaime noticed that Melissa was looking at her intently. As they headed towards the dining table she said, "Have we met before? Jaime, was it?" A look of realization, then disbelief ran over Melissa's face as she continued, "Wait, it couldn't be, could it? You do look a lot like him... are you ...?"

Jaime got a bit of a 'deer caught in the headlights' look on her face but quickly pulled herself together, she knew this was coming after all, and answered in her lower voice, "Yeah, it's me, Melissa. I hope you're okay? Maybe you should sit."

Melissa didn't say anything but sat down on a dining table chair. Maria couldn't take the tension and suddenly burst out, "Can somebody please tell me what the hell I'm missing?"

Kara answered, "Well, you know I met Jaime this weekend? She was moving in to an apartment in this building, because she's starting her first job next week, working for Melissa."

"I guess that would be a bit surprising but not..." Said Maria, "Wait, Lissa, didn't you say you hired some young guy from... Ohhh! Well, that would be a shock."

Melissa nodded and took a deep breath, then turned to Jaime and said, "You make a beautiful woman Jaime, I would never have guessed if I didn't know you before. How long has this been going on?"

"Well, it feels like much longer but it's just since Monday, well, Sunday if you count, um, underwear." Jaime blushed deeply but continued, "As soon as I saw myself like this I knew this is who I really am."

"And you met Kara just by chance and I can see you're head over heels for each other, what a coincidence. Jesus." Melissa smiled and continued, "I guess I'll have to fix your paperwork tomorrow, so you can be a woman at work, if that is what you want?"

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