The Crowned , Conquering Child

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(This a symbolic tale, historically and mythologically accurate.)

I wasn’t prepared when they came for me. The guards, dragging me along by my upper arms. They told me not to struggle, knowing there would be bruised fingermarks, but I did anyway. The war had gone on for so long we had accepted it as a way of life. I hadn’t thought about the ending; hadn’t considered what might happen if we were to lose.

They kept us sheltered, we got little outside news, and there were constant assurances that things were going well. One day dragged on very much like the one before. So when it finally ended we were all caught by surprise. It seemed sudden and jarring.

When I say “we” I mean myself and the others in the house of women. I suppose you would call it a harem. We belonged to the king. Temple women, sacred prostitutes.

Yes, I said sacred prostitutes.

It may shock you to know that whores were once considered holy women to be revered.

Confused? Sex was an act of Worship. The Goddess is the Land itself. “Mother Earth.” Sex was an act of Worship. You Worship the Goddess by having sex with her. The Priestess is the Goddesses representative on Earth. Sex with a Priestess is Worshipping the Goddess.

A man would go to the temple, find a priestess, “worship” her, then make a donation to the temple. This act of homage was thought to bring him great magickal benefit and blessings. Wealth, Power, Healing, Global Conquest, etc.

The Earth herself would give up her bounty and blessings to him.

Temple prostitutes held considerably high position in society; known for learning and beauty, and were respected as healers, prophets and seers. The Hebrew word “zonah” means both prostitute and prophetess.

Dancing priestesses came to be alled “Hours” (Whores) because they kept the

hours of the night by sacred erotic dances. The Egyptian belly dance is a good example that still survives. The oldest Hebrew folk dance is called Hora after the circle dances of ancient sacred harlots. Christian monks later kept the hours by prayers. What fun.

Temple prostitutes were some of the most educated women in the world; known as the Charities or Graces, for their “kindness” and “soothing influence” on men.

We existed all over the world. The Devadasis of Hindu temples (where the word

“Diva” comes from) The priestesses of Avalon. The Babylonian “Holy Whores,” Egyptian temple-women, The Persian “Houri” and the Greek “Horae.” Kings took over these temples and kept the priestesses as their personal “Harem” girls.

The Empress Theodora, wife of Justinian, began her career as a Temple Harlot.

St. Helena mother of Emperor Constine was a Holy Harlot before she became an Empress-Saint. Olympia, mother of Alexander the Great, was a prostitute priestess of Dyonisias.

My story is no different.

I was a temple harlot when my husband found me.

And now I was Queen.

Did I love my husband? I don’t know. If love is duty, then yes I did. He didn’t particularly stand out to me when I met him. There were princes a plenty around the temple. And assorted men of wealth and privilege. Many were young and strong, future rulers with military backgrounds and sculpted bodies that showed it.

I can’t say I didn’t enjoy keeping them entertained, with dances and sometimes more, should they insist on becoming my person patron and sponsor. Generosity is always an admirable trait. Especially if he has good looks and virility to match.

You might be handsome powerful man, but with a temple girl you’re competing against many other handsome and powerful men. The only way to stand out is by what you’re willing to do in order to acquire her.

And as can be expected, some men get attached to the point of obsession. It can’t be avoided. Occupational hazard. They hang around the temple shooting jealous looks at you, doing their very best to scare away your other patrons.

There are ways of dissuading this behavior. You can hope he finally becomes embarrassed and gives up, hope he finds another girl to pester, or call in a higher authority to run him off.

And then there are those whom can’t be dissuaded because they are the authority.

You always have to be very careful when you take on a powerful sponsor, it can be potentially dangerous depending on the amount of pull he has in the community. If you displease him he could present serious trouble.

My husband was in this class. There is nobody you can call for help if you have trouble with a Prince. I tried to keep out of his sight when ever he was around. Maybe he noticed this and it attracted him. I certainly wasn’t trying to play hard to get.

Royal wives and mistresses have a way of turning up dead. As temple women we were very aware of this. The dragon on who’s back you ride could turn and consume you.

Only the most ambitious of us were willing to play that game.

This is why I cringed when he requested I be sent to him. Not because he was unhandsome or told bad jokes all night, but because of who he was. escort bayan gaziantep

I was accustomed to telling my patrons exactly what I though of them, be it positive or negative. I enjoyed playing games of wit. I was sharper than many of them, and it entertained me to corner them in debate, taunt them mercilessly, and watch them squirm. All while maintaining an non-intimidating girlish facade.

Here’s a tip: you can verbally shred a man and get away with it, so long as you say it with a giggle and a teasing smile.

With someone so near to the throne I would be required to pretend I was delighted with his every nuance and shower him with warm smiles.

He was at the top of the food chain. This made him dangerous.

I must have seemed like quite the shrinking violet. Though I was faultlessly polite I know he had to have got the impression that I didn’t want to be anywhere near him. I was not bubbly nor was the conversation sparkling. I was as dull as I knew how to be. Desperate to escape, I was relieved when he finally left.

Imagine my surprise (and dismay) when he asked for me again. And again. And again. I must have presented some sort of challenge to him. He wanted to win me over with his charm or something. I figured this out and plotted my exit. I wanted none of this attention, so I would have to pretend that he had, indeed, won me over. I rehearsed a confession of heartfelt love and devotion: I wanted to get married, have a million of his babies and be together forever and ever.

Challenge completed, he would move to the next girl. Maybe even run!

Well, he didn’t.

He was delighted with me. I would spend the rest of my life trying to keep him delighted, while simultaneously maintaining an arms distance. I tried to inject as much formality into our marriage as possible, for my own safety.

I can’t say I was surprised when he wanted to take me to wife. I had resigned myself to fate. Gods help me, I’m not sure why he wanted me. But he did want me, passionately.

And when he asked I was in no position to refuse. Rejecting him was out of the question. The wrath of a scorned Royal knows no bounds. They are not accustomed to being denied anything. When you love someone right down to your fingernails you can hate them just the same.

I was a good wife. He seemed pleased enough with me anyway. I devoted myself to my family and to my duties. I grew to respect him; and then I grew to love him. He was good looking man, ruggedly handsome and capable. Not unintelligent, he had quick mind for government. He was not wholly out for himself, he seemed to care whether or not he was doing a good job and whether or not the people were happy with his run of the country.

I gave him many beautiful daughters, and one ambitious son. I can’t say I really ever knew my son. He was taken from my arms immediately after he was weaned, and set to training at the arts of politics and war and all the things a leader should know. I wish he hadn’t been so good a student.

My son wanted more. More of what I don’t know. He had an insatiable need for conquest, as if he were trying to fill a void. He would try anything and everything. I kept hearing reports back of drugs, women, and excess. I did not pry in personal matters with other family members. I was content with what my husband and children were comfortable with sharing and never questioned for details. But I knew I had to make an exception. This was my only son, and the future of the nation depended on him. I could not sit comfortably back and hope it was a teenage phase.

I had to go to where he was, and speak with him. I had made up my mind. This was important. I made arrangements, I sent notice. In a few days I was ready; packed and dressed.

I was very upset at this point but decided it would give me time to think of exactly how I wanted to approach the matter and what to say. I rehearsed.

He arrived looking very curious and interested. I, after all, hadn’t seen him in years. What could be so important, he wanted to know. He eyed me strangely in a way that made me uncomfortable. As if he knew things I did not. I gave him my very best speech about duty and honor and responsibility and he was contrite. He approached me as if I was a character. He was very smooth and polite and seemed to know his role as the recalcitrant son. He hung his head and was contrite.

He had not come alone. There were a handful of young men from his troupe he brought along who had begged an introduction. I felt more like a celebrity than a queen. Young men hadn’t fawned over me like that in years. It put a blush to my cheeks.

My visit seemed to have worked. A new fire was lit a in him. He straightened up immediately. I received many glowing reports back that he was pursuing his studies with renewed zeal and vigor. I was quite proud.

I received a lovely letter:

“Dearest Mother,

Your visit has inspired me in ways you could never imagine. I now know what it is I most desire. bayan gaziantep escort I will not stop until it is mine.

Love, Your Son”

It was the shock of a lifetime when he challenged his father for the throne. No amount of courtiers could convince him to wait until his time. I wanted to see him, to try and talk sense into him; after all it had worked before but his father refused. I tried sending letters in secret but either they were intercepted or he chose to disregard them because he never responded.

After that there was the tightest security around to palace and I felt like a prisoner under lockdown. There were few details we as women could catch hold of through eavesdropping servants. But we knew that my son had won over a large number of men once loyal to his father. He was younger, more charismatic, more popular. But we were assured that the majority were still conservative and favored my husband and that surely he would put down this rebellious upstart.

They were wrong.

Because on that day, I was grabbed and dragged out of the house of women. I was taken to the main floor to the podium used for speeches. And there I faced my son.

He stood before a group of men. Then he turned, pulled off his helmet and came toward me.

My son raped me there in the presence of his government officials.

I understood the symbolism of the act and so did everyone there. As a priestess and Queen I represented the land. To take possession of me, sexually, was to take possession of the land. Soldiers often rape women in the countries they invade for the same reason.

My son wanted to show everyone his authority, to remove all doubt that he was the new King. That meant ravishing the Queen, even if the conquered Queen was his own mother.

I knew what his intentions were when he started towards me; and I began to weep.

What system was this, where a boy is torn out his mothers arms that he should become such a stranger to her? Taken away, never to know her, so that he looks on her like he would look upon any other woman?

I looked in his eyes and I saw my own eyes. I looked at his face and I saw his fathers face. Funny how I never considered to fight him, to reach out and slap him. I was too overcome with grief, shock and disbelief. Somehow I didn’t think he would really do it.

I always considered that he would use one of my handmaids for a replacement.

Stand in’s could always be used in special circumstances like these. For whatever reason my son didn’t think this was good enough. Perhaps he thought it would compromise the authority of his office, he thought he should have the real Queen and no substitute would do.

He pushed me over the podium and I began to beg.

“Please, you are not a conquering outsider, you’re no foreigner, you are my own son! I have many beautiful handmaids of which you could take your pick! Choose anyone to your liking!”

He did not respond nor act as if he had heard me at all. With one hand he held me, and with the other he lifted my garments leaving me nude in the eyes of all.

I covered my face not wanting them all to see my tears and despair. My body might be open to them all, but not my emotions. I would try to get through this with any scrap of dignity I could hold onto.

My son would do what ever he felt he needed to do.

He took my head in both his hands and kissed me roughly. Then leaned me backward fondling my breasts and belly, reaching around to cup my buttocks. I supposed he was doing this to arouse himself enough to perform for an audience. His eyes raked over my naked flesh, up and down and back again.

He reached both his hands between my legs to pry them apart. His fingers felt like they might bruise me, gripping fast to my thighs ensuring I could not, would not, move to escape. And then he pinned me down firmly with his weight.

The sound I made was something between a gasp and a scream when I felt his hips lay down on top of my own, when I the tip of his manhood pressing against the entrance of the holy door.

In a state of panic I began to struggle, kicking and bucking beneath him, hoping to dismount him before he could enter me. He only pressed his weight down on me pinning me flat. I wondered how many other women he had taken in this manner.

My face buried his neck, I turned my mouth towards his ear, strands of his hair sticking to my lips.

“Please, no.”

His hips rose up for a moment, and then descended again, pushing himself slowly and deliberately into me. Stroke by careful stroke he buried himself deeper, inch by inch, until I had taken in the entire length of him.

Once he was fully enveloped inside he propped up on his arms and looked down at me. His own mother spread out beneath him, thighs splayed like any wanton court companion.

I looked up at him. My son, the charismatic warrior, who had given me so much pride and so much worry. And now this.

I decided I would have to play a game with gaziantep bayan escort my mind, to get through this I would have to trick myself. It could be done, and it could work.

He already looked so much like his father, I could imagine he was my husband. I concentrated for a moment, but my son was so vigorous it did not last. He was nothing like his father, who had not visited my bedchambers in quite some time, even before the war had started. He was an older man, and not in prime sexual condition.

And then I thought, this was not the first Prince to have entertained himself with my body. There had been a few young warriors to take their pleasure of me. I could imagine my son was another one of these.

I blanked out my mind, pretending as if he were another lusty aristocrat from my days back in the temple, a young soldier from a privileged family. Yes, that would work.

He was strong, his body was hard. I closed my eyes.

He pounded away at me, moving, flexing, gripping. He bit at my nipples. He toyed with me using his hands and fingers. He was a juggernaut intent on claiming my body, the land, the throne, and the crown.

He would not stop.

With all the vigor of his youth, he demonstrated skills he had gleaned from practice with gods know how many young maidens.

I wept as I orgasm, this pleasure born of grief.

My sons eyes however, shone with victory. His then looked up at his lieutenants. Pridefully he demonstrated his prowess and power with a self satisfied sweeping gesture of his arm, as if to say “Look what I have done.” He was gloating because of the orgasm he had torn out of my body.

The land would respond favorably to him, even if he was claiming it by force.

He summoned for the other women, my maids, who rushed forward and grabbed me, carrying me back to the hall as fast as their feet could move. They were in as much shock as I.

They treated me as if I were ill, or injured. Putting me to bed and waiting on me, frequently checking up and asking after my condition. I was not around to hear the gossip, but I am sure the details spread like a house on fire.

I could not walk into a room that was not filled with hushed whispers, suddenly silenced by my appearance at the doorway…which would then be followed by looks of pity.

Everyone was afraid to talk to me. My only solace was temporary, that is, his temporary absence. He was not in residence for a few weeks, as the business of establishing his kingdom carried him elsewhere.

When he returned I planned to keep permanently out of sight. But he called for me the same night he returned. I was later told that he grabbed the nearest servant and asked “Why is the Queen not in my bed?”

I was unaware of this as I faced him, in his chambers. He was half nude and I was wearing as many robes as one person could wear all at once. I kept my eyes on the floor all the way there. But once in his presence I remembered that I was still a queen and presented myself with as much calm dignity as I knew how. He took note of this and gave me an appreciative look.

I had given careful thought about what to say to him. I wanted to cut him off before he could apologize.

“My Son, I understand that you did what you felt was necessary. We need never discuss it again.”

“Good. Now take of those robes and come to bed.”

Startled, I jumped backward. This was no apology.

I was both angry and confused. This he must’ve seen.

“Why are you surprised? I’m the new King, I’ve claimed the land and its Queen by Right of Conquest.”

What is that saying, about the letter of the law, verses the spirit of the law…

“I’m your mother!”

“And I’m your King.”

We stood there for what seemed like several minutes. Each of us convinced of our own truth and reason.

I felt faint and had to take a seat.

“Son…”

“Don’t call me son. Call me Your Highness, like you did my father.”

I suppose he expected that would make things easier for me, mentally. Or maybe he just liked hearing me say it.

“Your Highness. I don’t understand why you want this.”

“You mean you don’t understand why I want you.”

I shrugged.

“All men want you. Why should I be any different?”

He was standing entirely too close for my comfort.

“You’re a legend. I heard the tales of your seductive wiles; they circulated among the boys at school. My friends came to me with stories they’d heard; they couldn’t stop asking about you. Your bewitching looks, your way with men, your sexual abilities…isn’t this how you pulled my father? He made you queen because you gave him the best he’d ever had.”

So that’s why his friends had been so eager to meet me.

“That is not why your father married me!”

“Then why?”

(Honestly I’d never been sure.)

“He thought I’d make a good queen.”

“You had his head so turned around with desire he couldn’t see straight.”

He knelt down at my level.

“You’re an expert at that, aren’t you mother? They trained you for that at the temple didn’t they? How to toy with a man until he’s at your mercy. I’ve been to your old temple, mother, where you learned your skills. I thought of finding a wife where my father found his. I’ve seen the girls there, and have partaken of their charms. They all admire you and aspire to be like you. They are good mother, but not good enough for a king.”

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The Closet Ch. 02

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Judy looked at her cell phone again, and noticed she still had 10 minutes before Stacy was due home. She was getting more and more aroused, but there wasn’t a thing she could do about it until her nineteen year old daughter got there. Judy had come to terms with the fact that she couldn’t have a real orgasm unless she was watching her daughter get fucked by her big black boyfriend. She’d tried to masturbate on many occasions, but if she wasn’t watching Stacy, she didn’t cum. At first fantasizing about watching Stacy and her black lover would take her over the edge, but that all changed after a few days.

* * * * *

Judy was horny. Again. It had been 12 hours since she’d had her last orgasm, and it wasn’t that big. She’d only have big orgasms when she was watching Stacy. Her small orgasms were from imagining watching Stacy fucking her black guy. It was almost to the point where her imagination wasn’t getting very far without some visual aid. There wasn’t much she could do about it though. Her husband was home in the family room watching TV, and Stacy was out shopping with her friends. Judy picked up the local paper and scanned the entertainment section. There was a new movie in theaters, and even though it wasn’t as popular as the other films currently out, Judy decided to go see it. She’d seen a few of the other movies with her family, and the ones she hadn’t seen, didn’t appeal to her. Grabbing her beige purse and heels that were a perfect match to her rose colored dress, Judy kissed her husband on the cheek as she promised to be back soon. When she arrived at the theater, she noticed it wasn’t as busy as she had thought it would be.

“I guess late Wednesday afternoon isn’t a busy time in the movie business.” she thought to herself.

She bought the needed supplies, popcorn, cola and a box of candy, and headed to theater
. The ads had just started, and Judy was shocked to see only one or two other people in the whole theater. Assuming more would show up sooner or later, Judy sat down in the middle of the front section, and waited for the movie to start.

Halfway through her popcorn, and twenty minutes into the movie, Judy heard a soft moan that wasn’t coming from the movie… it was coming from the back of the theater. She shifted in her seat to shush whomever was being disruptive, only to notice that the people who were there earlier were either asleep, or completely engrossed in the slow-developing plot. That’s when Judy saw where the sounds were coming from. A young woman was sitting in the corner of the top row, and her body was arched in an erotic position. Judy felt herself get wet as she recognized the face of her own daughter, Stacy. Stacy’s boyfriend however, was nowhere in sight. That’s when Judy realized… his head was under Stacy’s long skirt. Stacy was getting oral sex right in the public movie theater!

Judy’s surprise and arousal built each other up as her brain registered what her eyes saw. No longer concerned for what was on the big screen, Judy watched the young couple, enthralled. Stacy’s body movements increased, and so did her moaning. A head popped out from between her legs, and motioned to the scarf around Stacy’s neck. Judy watched escort bayan at Stacy removed the scarf Judy had bought her last year for Christmas and stuffed part if it in her mouth. Stacy’s lover’s head disappeared between the skirt once more. Judy watched again as her daughter was brought up to full arousal.

Judy’s pussy and clit started begging to be touched. Judy silently scolded herself, both for her body’s apparent desire, and for forgetting her dildo at home. Hiking up her dress a bit, she started rubbing her fingers across her pussy and clit through her panties. Judy’s hands were still covered in buttery, stale popcorn, so she didn’t want to put her fingers inside her pussy, for fear of getting an infection. So, instead she kept rubbing on the outside; rubbing herself in small circles while she watched her daughter in the back row. After a few minutes of teasing herself, Judy could feel her panties getting damp. She started imagining that it was her up there, getting her pussy teased with her lovers long tongue. Judy started rubbing herself harder and faster, until soon, her body craved more. Frantically, she dug in her purse, searching for something, anything that she could use to pleasure herself with. All she could find was her favorite shade of coral lipstick. Wiping it off with a clean napkin, Judy teased her clit with the tube of lipstick. It wasn’t as good as her dildo, but it would do. The smooth round top of her lipstick built Judy’s orgasm up, slowly and steadily. Judy’s hips slowly rocked as she toyed with herself. Judy started drifting into her own little world, imagining she was out on a date with her husband. At the thought of her husband, her arousal dropped slightly. Judy changed her fantasy, substituting her husband for her daughters black lover.

In her fantasy, she was wearing a skimpy red dress; a dress that accentuated her luscious curves. Her six inch red heels made a sharp clacking sound as she walked into the theater with her date. Every eye turned to her, the men looked on with lust and desire, while the women glared in pure jealousy. They entered a busy theater and headed to the top row. As the lights in the theater went down, so did her lover. His lips kissed Judy’s clit and pussy lips through her lace black g-string. Judy started to moan, before her lover silenced her with a kiss on the lips. His hand returned to where his mouth left, and as he rubbed her pussy with his hands, he silenced her moans and pleas for more with his mouth.

Judy felt her body shake with a powerful orgasm while her lover stroked her constantly. In real life, Judy silently came in her seat. Her fantasy continued as her lovers hand pulled aside the small black lace and his mouth caressed her swollen bud. Judy tucked the lipstick tube under her panties and ran it along her bare clit. The cool tube made her shudder in another orgasm. In her daydream, her lover took a long sip of cola before licking her clit once again. The cold feeling of his mouth on her made the fantasy more real. As she slipped the tube inside her pussy, she imagined that his tongue was flicking in and out of her.

The busy theater patrons were absorbed in escort bayanlar the box office hit; too absorbed to notice her lover suckling her clit with extreme proficiency. His talented mouth made Judy cum a third time, her moans unsuppressed. The movie drowned her out though, choosing that moment for a loud car explosion. Both explosions were intense, but neither compared to the orgasm she was about to have. She glanced up at Stacy and her lover. Stacy’s hands were holding his head between her legs, and Stacy was biting down on her scarf, trying to silence her erotic sounds. Judy could tell that Stacy was almost there. She began rubbing herself with more fierceness, forgetting about her buttery fingers, and the other people in the theater. It was only her, Stacy and her daughters boyfriend. Judy saw when Stacy came, and it pushed her closer to a big orgasm. The three previous orgasms were small in comparison to the one she could feel building up. Then Judy saw the unexpected.

Stacy took the scarf out of her mouth, and waited for her boyfriend to sit down in his seat before she got down on her own knees. Judy almost came when she realized what Stacy was about to do. But Judy held off, knowing that if she came again, her body wouldn’t be able to handle another orgasm for a few hours. Forcing herself to slow down her rapid movements, Judy watched as Stacy’s head began to bob up and down on her boyfriends lap. The look of joy on his face turned Judy on so much that she couldn’t help but fantasize that she was the one giving him a blow job.

Judy had never given head before, not that her husband hadn’t asked. She’d always thought it was dirty; sucking on a mans penis. Now she wasn’t so sure. Stacy was obviously enjoying it. Stacy’s black lover grabbed hold of Stacy’s head, and Judy pretended that it was hers. With her free hand, she grabbed a fistful of her hair, and tugged to the movements of her daughter. Once again, Judy was close; there was no delaying the orgasm this time. She tried to prolong it as long as possible, but when she saw her daughter stop sucking the long black dick long enough to catch a fountain of the black man’s semen in her scarf, Judy blew. Her orgasm shook her whole body, and there was no way to stifle her erotic screams. The man who’d fallen asleep during the movie woke up and suddenly all eyes, including Stacy’s and her boyfriend’s, were looking in her direction.

Since she was between her viewers and the bright screen, Judy was sure she was just a shadow to them. Gathering her stuff, Judy rushed out of the theater before anyone tried to find out who she was. She was about to leave the building completely when she noticed another movie that was just starting. One she hadn’t seen. She slipped into that theater, and studied the movie like it was part of a college exam.

When Judy returned home, her family was eating leftover takeout. Stacy had a strange look on her face. Judy feared that her daughter recognized her as the one who’d been masturbating in the movies, especially when her husband asked her about her movie. Judy blushed with embarrassment as she tried not to stumble on the lie she’d concocted on bayan escort the way home. As she’d told it, when she’d arrived at the theater, the movie had already started, so she went to see another. Relief flooded Stacy’s face, and Judy realized that her family believed her. Judy quietly excused herself from the room with the excuse that she’d already eaten and tried to get as far away from her family as she could, which happened to be in the laundry room out in the family’s garage.

Judy sighed, the suspense over, and decided to do a load of laundry or two while she was hiding out. As she looked down, she noticed the corner of something familiar sticking out from a wrapped up towel. The scarf that Stacy was wearing earlier. Had Judy not witnessed what her daughter did with that scarf earlier in the day, she wouldn’t have paid any attention to it now. But here it was, beckoning to Judy. She glanced around quickly, then seeing that she was still alone, carefully unwrapped it from the towel. The cum stains were still there, and Judy got wet when she saw just how much there was on it. There was no way one man could cum that much!

The wetness between Judy’s legs demanded to be dealt with, so Judy took the cum stained scarf and slipped it into her bra. Her large chest would conceal the scarf while she passed by her family. Judy threw a load of clothes in the washer in record speed, then joined her family back in the house. Her husband was glued to their wide screen, while Stacy had retired to her room for the night to study with her classmates via video-chat. Judy knew what that meant… Stacy was having video sex with her boyfriend, or so Judy suspected. She silently removed her dildo from it’s secret hiding place, and slipped into her bedroom to ‘take a bath’.

As she filled the bathtub, Judy took the scarf from her bra and began rubbing it on her pussy and clit. The thought that it had her daughters saliva on it, and her daughter’s boyfriend’s cum on it made Judy cum quickly. Not wanting anymore unwanted disruptions, Judy turned on the bathroom radio to drown out any sounds she would make. The scarf made Judy cum once more before she couldn’t wait any longer for her 10 inch dildo. She slipped into her hot bath water and slid her best friend inside herself. It felt so good, sliding her toy in and out in the slippery wet water, and soon Judy was continuing her earlier fantasy… this time her date was sticking his 10 inch dick inside her. Judy couldn’t help but moan as his cock filled her to the brink. Judy recently discovered, by accident, that her dildo was a vibrator. When she first turned it on, the vibrating sensation made her orgasm in a few seconds. She had a little more control now.

Lying in the tub, Judy switched her dildo on to low. The constant pulsing matched her lovers rhythmic pounding. Her cunt, clit and g-spot started throbbing in response. Judy was about to cum, and hard. She stopped only long enough to turn the radio up louder, then finished herself off. The wound up coil that was her arousal snapped, giving Judy another earth-shattering orgasm. She felt her body shoot out her squirt in the water, like strong streams shooting out of a pressured hose. She was sexually exhausted by the time she’d washed up, toweled off and crawled into bed. Stacy’s scarf was now on her bathroom floor, in a pile with her dirty laundry. Judy barely had enough energy to slip the dildo in between the mattresses before she passed out with a smile on her face and a swollen clit between her legs.

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I was extremely late for my French tutoring at Ms. Jean’s house. My boyfriend, Rob, had caught me right after soccer practice. I had intended to shower off my sweaty body before heading over to Ms. Jean’s house but Rob was horny and he pulled me into the mat room in the gym. Rob was all over me right away. My body responded to his fondling hands and my pussy juices began to mix with my sweat. Being that both of us were sixteen year olds, we really didn’t have any self-control. I tried to push him off and keep my hormones in check but smelling his musk and feeling his hard cock through his thin shorts made it impossible to resist. We kissed and I murmured that we needed to be quick. He frowned as I told him we didn’t have time for him to lick and suck my wet pussy. I didn’t even bother to pull off my soccer jersey and sports bra as I turned and bent over a high pile of wrestling mats. Rob tugged my shorts and panties down exposing my creamy white ass cheeks and my wet hairy pussy below. Rob broke his promise as he knelt and buried his face in my spread ass. I grunted and swatted back at him to stop fucking around. I told my horny sexy boyfriend to escort impale my dirty pussy as I held my ass cheeks apart. I whimpered as Rob stood and brushed his cock head along my wet hairy slit. My pussy lips parted around his thick girth as he pushed his shaft inside me. I bit my lip as his dick scratched that sexy itch I was feeling. I let go of my ass and held the pile of mats as Rob held my sweaty hips and vigorously fucked me. I could smell my own scent which only drove me over the edge. My young pussy began quivering as my orgasm washed over my body. Rob was not being very quiet as his climax was building. I kept cumming as his young hard cock sawed in and out of my pussy. I slipped a hand down my stomach and I began rubbing my swollen clitoris as his cock deeply fucked me. I kept rubbing my hairy wet pussy through one more orgasm making my pussy squeeze Rob’s throbbing shaft. I grunted out as Rob stabbed my pussy deep, holding his cock all the way inside me. We both whimpered as his cock began to squirt his cream seed inside me. My eyes shut tight as the feeling of Rob’s second and third streams of cum escort bayan splashed inside me. I was wobbly but managed to recover myself and pull up my panties and shorts. Rob watched me scramble as I righted myself. There was definitely not time for me to shower so I kissed Rob, squeezed his cock and took off for my car. I was twenty minutes late for my lesson with Ms. Jean and I profusely apologized for my lateness and also for my attire. I was still a bit sweaty from rushing about before and after my quickie with Rob. Ms. Jean understood despite seeming irritated at my tardiness. Then I began to worry as I could smell my own sex. Rob’s cum was trickling from my pink slit and collecting in my panties as I walked in front of Ms. Jean. My eyes widened as Mr. Rick, her husband, was sitting in the living room. Normally it was just Ms. Jean and I for my lessons. Mr. Rick’s eyes lingered on my body. My soccer shorts were quite short and my jersey was form fitting. That in addition to my boyfriend’s cum leaking from my pussy, I felt very dirty and vulnerable. My pussy never stopped gathering moisture. Ms. Jean bayan escort and I headed to the kitchen table were we sat and began the lesson. I tried hard to concentrate as my pussy continued to tingle and leak Rob’s cum into my panties. I looked to Ms. Jean as she was explaining some of my grammar errors. I began to notice how sexy she was. For a woman about fifty, she had a fit petite body and she always wore bras and shirts to accent her C cup breasts. Her blouse was buttoned half way up and I could see her tanned tits dotted with freckles. As we sat close her perfume mixed with the smell of my dirty body adding to my arousal. Ms. Jean snapped me out of my daze when she placed a hand on my bare thigh. Ms. Jean asked me if I liked what I saw, referring to my gaze upon her exposed upper breasts. I stammered feeling embarrassed and trying to play it off. Ms. Jean then whispered that she could smell me and she ran her hand up my inner thigh. Her fingers brushed the crotch of my soccer shorts and she felt the small moist spot my panties failed to retain. I let out a whimper as she ran her nose along my exposed neck. Ms. Jean then licked my salty skin as she ran a hand up to hold my pony tail. She gave it a gentle pull bringing my head back as her licking turned into kissing. Her mouth on my neck was exquisite and I moaned feeling her lips on me. Ms. Jean murmured that she had long wanted to kiss me as she let go of my hair.

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After our previous sexual adventures, Bernadette and I drifted away from each other. She went to see her kids for about a month and when she returned, I left for the Mid-West to see family. The community center where we volunteered was not very busy due to the heat and no “snow birds.” So, after a couple of months, our paths finally crossed. When I said, “Hello” to Bernadette, a coy sexual smile came over her face. We exchanged stories on what we were doing and tried to figure out how we had drifted away’ “Well, there is only one thing to do. Let’s go out to dinner on Saturday night. You can pick any place that you want to go. I’ll pick you up about seven,” I said. “Sure, that would be great, and surprise me on the restaurant,” she replied. Today was Monday and we’ll talk again on Thursday. We finalized our plans and Bernadette asked if we could go in casual attire. I nodded yes and the date was set. On Saturday at seven, I arrived at Bernadette’s place. cinsel bilgiler She greeted me wearing a “moo-moo” type long southwestern print cotton dress. She had on matching jewelry and some conservative red heels. Me, I had on the outfit of a typical Arizona guy. A golf shirt, khakis, and Nike shoes. I asked her if she wanted American or Mexican. “Mexican,” responded Bernadette. We drove to the Little Casa for dinner. It was a dark, intimate and peaceful place in Phoenix that had Mexican music quietly playing in the background. A perfect place for two people to talk and catch up on their lives. We were seated in this tiny booth for two. I ordered us a pitcher of margaritas to go with the chips and salsa. After ordering dinner and ten minutes of small talk, I felt Bernadette’s hand running up the inside of my thigh. Her hand headed for my zipper, pulled it down, and grabbed my cock. “Oh yeah, I missed this cinsellik bilgileri sexual play between us,” I whispered. Not to be out done, my hand got under her cotton dress and snaked its way to the cunt. She was in full commando except for a pair of thigh high stockings. My explorations also discovered a freshly shaven pussy that was soaking wet. “Wow, are you wet,” I exclaimed. “Yes I am and I have been wet since Thursday. I’ve been dreaming about our time together. My vibrator is about worn out since we made this date. I’ve gone through two sets of batteries. I am so horny that I promise you that it will be a Hall of Fame evening.” We quietly talked dirty to each other throughout dinner. Our continuing physicals were driving the each other crazy. Neither of us could remember what we had ordered from the menu. We ate our meals and headed back to Bernadette’s place. On the car ride back, her hand cinsellik hakkında bilgiler was stroking my cock. She had taken my manhood out of my pants and was giving it a very sensual massage. While I was driving, my hand slid under her dress and I began to finger her cunt. She was shaking as I was rubbing her clit. She was getting wetter by the minute and breathing erratically. Suddenly, she grabbed my hand from her pussy and she stopped massaging my cock. Now, Bernadette gave me the surprise of the year. She reached into her purse and then I heard the unmistakable sound of a vibrator clicking on. “Now, I am going to warm up while you drive us to my house. Enjoy the show,” said Bernadette. The vibrator was attacking her womanhood and she was guiding it into those special places. Bernadette had become quite an expert with her magic wand. I could hear that sloshing sound of the dildo going in and out of her vagina. Bernadette was groaning, talking dirty and breathing erratically. “Are you cumming?” I asked. “I hope so because I want to be ready for tonight. Just by you touching me in the restaurant and fingering my cunt, I have already had two small orgasms.” I almost lost control of the car and when Bernadette let out a scream. Bernadette said, “Yes, that felt good and perfect warm up for you.

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It had been a long, tedious meeting, broken by bouts of frustration. Fortunately, it had ended well all the same. Amelia checked her face and long, brown hair in the makeup mirror of her rental car, and decided she was still sufficiently presentable to have a drink in the hotel bar.

A drink she desperately needed.

Upon walking into the place, she saw the bar area was rather crowded. Worse still, most of the patrons there looked to be middle-aged businessmen, who were probably on the prowl, cheating on their wives. That was one of the drawbacks of staying at an airport hotel. There were always lots of businessmen hoping for that exotic one night stand while they were away from home.

Amelia found a booth in the corner, caught the attention of one of the servers, and soon had her drink in hand. The booze did a great deal to relax her, and let her forget the contentious points between the boring presentations she’d been subjected to all day. By the time her drink was nearly gone, she’d almost developed a positive outlook on life again.

The server walked up and placed a second glass on the table. Amelia winced, because she’d noticed one of the middle-aged lechers at the bar drooling over her for the last several minutes. When she looked up, the woman said, “From the fly-by boys over there. They said you looked like you could use some company, or at least another drink.”

She thought, Thank god it isn’t from knock-off Armani and fake Rolex at the bar.

The woman had pointed toward where her benefactors were, and Amelia steeled herself for disappointment. She had always harbored a fantasy about having sex with a pilot. The uniforms made her tingle all over, for some reason. It was why she always chose an airport hotel when the option was available.

Unfortunately, the closest she had ever come was an almost identical situation twice before. The pilots who had bought her drinks were older men, but it was the archaic lines and faux confidence bordering on crass that had turned her off. She’d have happily hopped in bed with a smooth, reasonably handsome, older man in a pilot uniform.

She turned toward where the waitress had pointed — already planning her thanks, but no thanks excuse to send back with the drink. That went out the window when she spotted two gorgeous men, about her age, decked out in full pilot regalia, with their hats sitting on the table. Pilots always seemed to keep part of their uniform, their hat, or something on their person to identify them. Pilot fantasies were common enough to be a minor trope, after all. The two men across the way looked as if they’d stepped straight out of the cockpit into their booth.

The pair raised their glasses in salute when they saw her looking. Amelia swallowed hard, smiled, picked up her fresh drink, and raised it in their direction. The men shared a quick look, picked up their hats, and started her way.

Amelia’s heart pattered in her chest. They absolutely looked delicious. She would have been happy to jump on either of them, and she had a choice. As long as they both didn’t turn out to be jackasses, she might finally be able to realize one of her deepest fantasies.

The two men reached her booth, and the first introduced himself. “Hey, I’m Will.” He then pointed at his friend.

“Charles.”

“Amelia,” she said, sending out the first signal that she might be interested.

Will said, “It looked like you could use some company, and it’s also a bit of a rescue mission.”

Amelia’s brow furrowed. “Hmm?”

Charles said, “Mr. Desperately Trying Not To Look Like Middle Management over there at the bar has been staring you down for about fifteen minutes.”

“And he is pissed at us right now,” Will said with laughter in his voice.

Amelia looked toward the bar and had to stifle laughter with her hand. Cheap Suit was absolutely staring daggers at the two men chatting with her.

She turned back to the two handsome pilots and said, “I noticed. Thank you.”

“At your service, Ma’am,” Charles said.

“So, interested in some company?” Will asked.

“Sure, why not,” Amelia answered. When the two men slid in the booth opposite to her, she gave them a sly smile and asked, “So, what do you two do for a living?”

They looked at each other and laughed. Charles plucked at his uniform jacket and said, “We’re charter pilots. This was a last minute call, right as we were about to go have some drinks. Decided not to wait once we got here. Dropped our bags in our room, and headed straight for the bar.”

Will added, “It’s the only chance we’ll have, really. We’re wheels up again tomorrow evening, and we have another scheduled flight the day after we get home.”

“I almost know the feeling,” Amelia said. “This is my third flight in the last two weeks.”

“Living in hotels can get to you. We’re from Chicago. How about you?” Will asked.

“Small world,” she said, and laughed. “I work in the city.”

That launched a conversation about home, which branched out cinsel bilgiler into other topics, including several anecdotes about rich passengers the pair had ferried around the country. A message alert went off on Amelia’s phone while she was laughing at one such story, and when she checked it, she was shocked to see that almost two hours had passed.

“Something wrong?” Will asked, seeing the expression on her face.

Amelia waved her hand in a dismissive gesture. “No. I just didn’t realize what time it was.”

“Time for me to hit the men’s room,” Charles remarked. “Be right back.”

Amelia found she was at a loss. She’d assumed that one of them would stand out, or one would back off, letting his friend make a play for her. From their demeanor, she assumed they were both interested, and she’d certainly tried to send signals that she was.

The thing was, she didn’t have a single target for her flirtation. They were both good looking, charming, and witty. She felt as if she may as well toss a coin, and she’d come out a winner no matter which way it landed.

She almost reached for her drink out of habit, but stopped herself. Though she’d only finished about half of it, it was her third, and she was feeling it. She had a good buzz, and her inhibitions were practically in tatters.

To those ends, she decided to push a little harder. Will was the more talkative of the two, and she had him alone for a few minutes.

“If you’re trying to pick me up, one of you is going to have to try to outdo the other, you know?” she suggested.

Will looked surprised — though pleasantly so — at the directness. He said, “We could never do that. Chuck’s my wingman. One for all, and all for one.”

“Don’t you need three for that line to work?” she asked.

“It’s nice when it works out that way.” He paused for a moment, his gaze penetrating — searching. Then he sat up a little straighter, drew in a deep breath, and asked, “Want to be our third Musketeer tonight?”

Her train of thought — searching for her next line of banter — suddenly derailed when she realized what he was suggesting. She gasped as a chill shot through her, originating between her legs, where her intimate muscles clenched and a rush of wetness flooded her pussy.

Will asked, “Did I just blow it for both of us?”

“Not even close,” she answered in a voice husky with arousal.

He didn’t miss it, and smiled as he asked, “You want to head up to our room?”

Amelia shuddered and answered, “Oh my god — yes.”

Charles looked perplexed when he saw them sliding out of the booth as he returned from the bathroom. Will turned toward him, and some silent signal must have passed between them, because his eyes widened, and a smile sprouted on his face.

The moment he reached them, Amelia nodded toward the door, and then started toward it. Few people were out and about in the hotel, and many a lusty glance was exchanged as the three made their way to the elevators.

The moment the elevator doors closed, Amelia beckoned them with a waving index finger. They smiled, and put their pilot caps on, which stoked her fires even hotter.

It also freed their hands.

Will pulled her into a kiss, and Charles put his lips to work on the back of her neck. Their hands were everywhere in that brief ride, and Amelia’s found tantalizing evidence of muscle and big, hard cocks.

The three of them pulled apart, and Amelia pushed her skirt back into place when the elevator stopped. A minute later, Charles unlocked the door with his keycard, and all three swept into the room. Both men reached for their hats simultaneously.

“Leave them on,” Amelia asked.

They both stopped, smiled, and smartly settled their hats back in place. Instead, they went to work removing everything else.

As he whipped off his jacket, Charles suggested, “You could leave your heels on, if you want.”

Amelia nodded as she followed their example by quickly unbuttoning her top.

Clothing fell unceremoniously to the floor as the three of them hurried to undress. They all knew why they were there, and there was no sense in putting it off. The two men revealed sculpted, but not overly muscular chests — both shaved bare. Amelia shivered from their hungry stares when she removed her bra, and then moaned when Will dropped his pants. He had a big, gorgeous cock — larger than at least the last three men she’d had sex with, and that covered a couple of years. Charles proved he was a match for his fellow pilot only a moment later, when his cock sprang free.

The two seemed to be perfectly comfortable standing close to each other, buck naked and rock hard. The kiss of cool air on her sex as she dropped her panties testified to how wet she was.

Amelia stepped out of her panties, offered a sultry smile, and sauntered toward them in her heels. Charles climbed into the bed, moving toward the opposite side on his knees. Will held out a hand, and when she took cinsellik bilgileri it, he guided her into the bed as well. She couldn’t resist brushing her fingers over the brim of his hat.

Charles slipped his hand around her waist as she drew near, and she let him pull her into a kiss. The moment their lips met, she filled her hand with his hard cock. Will moved in behind her, swept aside the curtain of her hair, and put his lips to work on the back of her neck.

When Charles pulled away from the kiss, he groaned from the feeling of her hand sliding loosely over his erection. Then he cupped her cheek and turned her head toward his friend. She turned her body as well, so she could reach Will’s cock when he moved in to kiss her.

Charles dropped down, turned his head so he wouldn’t lose his hat in the process, and began to tongue her nipple. Amelia whimpered into her tongue-wrangling kiss with Will, and stroked both of them a little faster.

She was in absolute heaven. They were tantalizing her with their lips and tongues. She had a hard, ready cock in both hands. With their pilot hats on their heads, and the rest of their uniforms scattered on the floor nearby, she was living her fantasy in a way she never would have dared dream.

Will apparently couldn’t resist the call of her breasts. She had no reason to argue when his lips left hers, and instead engulfed her other nipple. Her hands roamed over their muscular backs as she looked down at them, breathing hard. Her breath caught for a moment when she felt Charles’ hand sliding up her leg. A high-pitched moan escaped her when he cupped her sex and caressed it with wiggling fingers.

Will released her nipple for a moment. His breath on the wetted nub made her shiver when he asked, “Have a bit of a pilot fantasy?”

“God yes,” she gasped.

“Happy to be of service, Ma’am,” Will said, and then chuckled before returning to suckle her nipple.

She groaned when Charles pushed two fingers into her needy pussy, and sucked her nipple hard. The thick digits stretched her, but slid easily into her slippery canal.

“How wet is she?” Will asked. He didn’t wait for an answer before kissing her hard.

Charles only opened his mouth around her nipple to answer, “Soaked.”

“Oh, ah, oh,” Amelia whimpered. Charles’ curled fingers had almost instantly found her g-spot, and the heel of his hand rolled her swollen clit. Both men grunted when the sensation caused her to tightly squeeze the cocks in her hands.

She let out a sad moan when the fingers inside her slipped free. She turned away from Will’s lips to beg Charles to put them back in, but saw him lifting the digits toward her lips. She sucked them in, shivering from the taste of her juices. Her eyes locked with Charles, and she slid her lips up and down his fingers, growing hungry for something far larger and more mouth-watering.

Will’s fingers replaced Charles’ in her pussy.

“Oh yes,” she cried as Will proved his fingers were every bit as dexterous and knowing as his friend’s. He put his other hand to good use, squeezing and fondling her breast.

Amelia luxuriated in their attention. They kissed, fondled, suckled, and fingered her until she was trembling. The hard cocks in her hands were calling to her the whole time, and she finally had to answer.

“Lie down,” she said to Charles, letting him see the hunger in her eyes. As soon as he sat down to eagerly follow that instruction, she turned to Will and licked her lips.

He nodded, smiled, and pulled his fingers out of her pussy. The slurping sound that made left little doubt of just how wet she was.

Charles was settling on a pillow in the center of the bed when she turned back toward him. She slowly bent over, turned around — wiggling her ass in invitation — and dropped onto her hands over his lap. She gave his cock a long, broad-tongued lick and moaned when his hand settled on her butt.

Will knelt down next to his fellow pilot, putting his cock within her reach, and proving once again that the two men were perfectly comfortable sharing a woman between them. She wrapped her fingers around both hard organs while her tongue glided over Charles’.

“Ah, fuck yeah,” Charles groaned when she parted her lips and took him in.

They were both stone hard and throbbing. Amelia loosely stroked both of their erections while slowly sucking on Charles. He ran his hand over her ass, and dragged his finger through the cleft between her buttocks. She whimpered around him when his finger tip circled the iris of her ass. Will ran his fingers through her hair, and then reached down to squeeze her breast.

She let Charles slip from her lips a few seconds later to tongue Will’s erection. Hands still moving up and down their hard organs, she wetted the tip, and then took him in.

Will groaned and said, “She’s got a hot little mouth, doesn’t she?”

“Hell yeah,” Charles agreed. Though the angle wasn’t perfect, he’d managed cinsel bilgi to reach her pussy with the tips of his fingers. His hips lifted for a moment in response to her hand. “Mastered dual wielding, too.”

Will chuckled at that — though the sound vanished in a grunt when Amelia gave him an especially hard suck. She only had the vaguest notion of what they were talking about, and didn’t really care. The scent of their manly musk combined with a burst of flavor when Will seeped a drop of pre-cum — making her feel light-headed. When she switched back to Charles’ cock, he provided her with a similar offering.

Amelia moaned and whimpered, switching back and forth between the two wonderful cocks, lost in the moment. The men voiced their pleasure, and demonstrated it with their roving hands, which seemed to be on every square inch of her body.

Aching for more, she was about to ask for it when she slurped her way back to the swollen head of Will’s cock. As if he’d read her mind, he was moving before she could say a word. While he knee-walked in behind her, she gasped, “Yes, please.”

Charles settled his hand on the back of her head when she took him in again. Her lips slid quickly up and down about half his length, while her hand stroked in counterpoint below. She shivered when Will traced the parting of her nether lips with the tip of his finger.

“Nice and wet,” he said, before slipping his finger in.

Amelia moaned and sucked hard on Charles’ big cock.

Charles said, “Whatever you’re doing, keep it up.”

His fingers probing her and teasing her clit, Will said, “Oh, I can do better than this.”

“Mmm hmm,” Amelia moaned in excitement.

Her heart raced as the mattress dipped from his knees moving under him. His fingers slipped out of her pussy, and left a slippery trail as they glided upward along the curve of her buttock. When his hand reached her hip, the other joined it on the opposite side. She sucked Charles hard and fast, making him groan and his fingers entwine in her hair.

She had only a moment of sweet anticipation when she felt his cock press against her folds. Her mouth opened wide and she let out a high-pitched grunt as his big cock filled her.

“Fuck, yeah,” Will growled as his balls settled against her, and he pulled back to thrust again.

“Oh my god, yes,” Amelia whimpered. Then she saw Charles using his thumb to wiggle his cock in her face. She swallowed, took a deep breath, and engulfed him in her mouth once more.

Filled from both ends with throbbing cock, she tried to concentrate on the one in her mouth, but it proved difficult, to say the least. Whimpers and groans brought on by Will’s deep diving cock weren’t helping her keep her lips sealed around Charles’ member either. He didn’t seem to mind at all.

“So fucking sexy,” Charles said. “Feel good?”

She answered with a hissing, “Fuck yes!”

Will’s next thrust was faster — harder. A slap of skin on skin sounded when his cock vanished into her to the hilt. “Yes, she does,” he said. “Fucking tight,” he added as he thrust again.

Amelia cried out from his cock driving home, and then said, “Give it to me.” Determined to give as good as she was getting, she filled her mouth with Charles’ cock again.

Will took her hard and fast, pushing her steadily toward a deep, vaginal orgasm that required a cock as big as his to achieve. Despite her rising pleasure, she kept her hand moving on Charles’ cock, and her lips sealed around him. She wisely only sucked on a couple of inches, preventing his cock from gagging her — for a while.

Amelia croaked when an especially hard thrust pushed Charles into her throat. She pulled back quickly, though the hard organ was still tapping against the ring of her widely parted lips. Thick saliva drooled onto his cock as she haltingly stroked him, and mastered her rebelling stomach.

Charles said, “Spit on it.”

Hardly a difficult request, considering how her mouth and eyes were watering. A moment later, globs of foamy spittle meandered down his throbbing organ.

Will’s fast thrusting hips slowed, and asked, “You want to take her up to cruising altitude, Chuck?”

“Oh yeah,” his friend answered, while Amelia jerked his spit-slathered cock.

“Get up here in the cockpit, then.”

Amelia whimpered when Will pulled out, leaving her aching pussy empty. Charles was already on the move. She braced her hands beneath her and lifted up to look back over her shoulder. The sight of both of the handsome men in their pilot hats switching places made her tremble. They saluted each other as they passed, and shared a laugh.

“Mind getting on your back?” Charles asked. “I want to see those tits and these heels,” he added while caressing her calf.

She was perfectly happy to do whatever filled her with cock as quickly as possible. Will had built her to a fever pitch, and she was desperate to come. It only took a couple of seconds to drop down and roll onto her back. Charles helped her push her legs up and out. Much to her relief, he buried his cock inside her almost immediately.

Amelia’s eyes closed and she groaned in relief from his thick cock filling her. When her eyes fluttered open again, Will was kneeling next to her head. With Charles slowly pumping his hips — fanning her flames — she pulled his friend toward her.

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“You really want to do this?” Robert asked his wife of four years. As he looked at her with some doubt in his mind.

They were laying in their king size bed, relaxing after a great love making session. They made love almost every evening, some times in the morning also. She would wake him with her hot, moist lips wrapped around his stiffening cock. Sucking and encouraging it large enough to have it fill her hungry pussy. Both of them were gluttons when it came to sex. Both very, very oral. The only thing better than fucking is sucking, then fucking more.

Snuggling close to him, she whispered. “Yes, I know you love me as much as I love you and we wouldn’t cheat on each other but seeing you dancing with Sue while I was dancing close with Jim got me slightly excited. Later when Sue joked about us four having sex together I started thinking that it might be a bit of fun.”

“You know I think she is a doll, lots of fun, sexy I know they both flirt and carry on a bit but I don’t know about having sex with them.”

“Well, I have to confess that while we were dancing Jim pulled me in close and I could feel his hard cock against my leg. That got me excited and then he slowly moved his hand up and caressed my breast. That really got my juices flowing.”

“He did that? And you let him? Why?”

“Hell honey, we both have fooled around a little bit. Remember the evening I caught you and Sue kissing in the kitchen and you with your hands down between her legs. I went back to Jim and cimcif gaziantep escort kissed him and felt his cock to get even. We both enjoyed that. Right? And we always flirt and tease with them. You always stare at her big tits as if you want to grab them.”

“OK, I know that we have often fantasized about a three-some or more-some a few times while we were screwing. Or pretended you were getting fucked by a stranger, but I never thought you would be interested for real. Are you? You want to have another man fuck you? Would you really want to see me fuck another woman?”

“Yes, I would love to watch you fuck some other woman, at least once. Just to find out if group sex is as good as some say. Sue told me her and Jim switched with another couple once and it was a do-again. They both had lots and lots of sexy fun. We have been good friends for a long time haven’t we?” Then she added. “What are friends for.”

“You talked about swapping with her? She really told you they have been having sex with another couple? WOW!”

“Sue stopped in this morning and while we had coffee she asked if we ever fucked around on each other or ever thought about doing it. I told her no, we both had a few different sex partners before we met but none since. That we were mostly satisfied with our sex life. Then she dropped the bombshell.”

“Jim would like to have sex with you.” She said. “And I would like to have Rob fuck me. We would like cimcif gaziantep escort bayan to swap partners with you two. I ‘ve had the hots for Rob for a long time and Jim wants to fuck with you. I know this surprises you but I think you both would enjoy some sexy playing around.”

“WHAT? You and Jim? You really mean this?” June asked Sue. “What makes you think that we would be interested in something like that?”

“Well, we have been good friends for a long time, have flirted and teased about sex a lot. I think we could enjoy sex together, all at once. You and Jim and me with Rob.”

“Rob and I tease about things like that but never really considered it for real. Have you and Jim ever done it before? Have sex with others?”

“Yes.” Sue told me. “Once with a couple we both know. We spent a few days at their house and had sex all weekend. Never got dressed the whole time, stayed naked and fucked and sucked in every room in the house. It was fantastic. I never had quite so much sex in one night or enjoyed it more. After that time with them Jim and I talked about finding another couple to be with and we thought of you.”

“Somebody we both know? Who?” Rob asked.

” I asked her but she wouldn’t tell. She said that we might someday find out.”

At first Rob was shocked but as they talked he got to thinking about some of their fantasies about watching each other get fucked and really wondering if they escort gaziantep cimcif could do this. It might be fun. It’s been a long time since he had been with another woman. His cock started rising as he thought about fucking Sue. He knew he really would like to see June suck a strange cock or get fucked. His cock was hard now.

“I told Sue that I would discuss it with you and let her know. You would like to fuck her? Wouldn’t you? Would you like to watch me suck Jim’s cock and swallow his hot cum. You want to kiss her nice titties?”

Would he dare tell her the truth. That he would love to have Sue in bed. To eat her pussy and fuck her half the night. And that he would even like to watch her take Jim’s cock deep in her hot pussy while he fucked his wife Sue. Thinking about some of the possibilities his cock hardened “OK hun, I’m game if you are, set things up for this weekend if you can and we can have a small orgy.”

“Wonderful, I’ll call her.” Saying that June took hold of his throbbing, hard cock, wrapped her lips around and started sucking it. He had cum just a short time ago but their talk had gotten Rob’s cock stiff again. Especially with thoughts of fucking Sue.

June stopped sucking long enough to say. “Just pretend I’m Sue sucking your cock.” Then went back to giving a fantastic blow job.

June sucked and licked on his cock, pretending It was Jim’s. Sucking and sucking, using her tongue skillfully. She tasted pre-cum and soon was rewarded with a mouth full of savory, hot love juice. Holding a mouth full, then slowly swallowed most of his seed. Slowly licking her way up Robs body, kissing his stomach, nipples, neck, chin. June finally reached his mouth and kissed his parted lips. Swapping tongues she shared the taste of his cum with her man as they had done so many times before. Finally done they said good nite and slept to dream of sex with their friends.

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Voodoo Sex Orgy

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Disclaimer: While this story does contain truthful tidbits, it does not necessarily reflect the actual happenings of the Voodoo, Hoodoo, Voudun, Santeria, Yoruba or Ifa religions. For more information on this, or for a book list, please contact the author.

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The large room was filled with curiosities. On the dirty walls hung all manor of memorabilia. At the center of the room sat an older black woman, Mama Iya who poured over some reading material at her desk.

Mama Iya was a Voodoo mambo and was in preparation for a large ritual to be held tonight. In a nearby corner sat the ritual drums and asson to be used. The Be Be sat on top of the Maman in anticipation of tonights ceremony.

There was a knock at her door suddenly and Mama Iya looked up from her book and over her glasses at the door. “Come.” she said sternly. The door pushed open and a black man of about 50 stood before her. “Ah, Papa Zuli,” she stood to greet the houngan.

The man smiled broadly at her. “Mama Iya!” he walked forward and embraced her warmly.

“It has been too long, Zuli.” Mama Iya looked up at him and smiled.

Their embrace broke and Papa Zuli looked about her office. “In preparation for the ceremony tonight, I see.”

“Oh, yes. I’ve had a lot of phone calls today,” she motioned at the phone. “There are going to be a lot of attendees tonight. It should be a good experience for the newer hounsi.”

They smiled at each other once more, meeting each others eyes in a fierce gaze. Papa Zuli brought his hand behind Mama Iya and brought her close to him again, and brought his mouth down to kiss hers. She kissed him back warmly. It really was going to be a great ceremony tonight.

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A rickety large building stood in the dark moonlight in the middle of a field. A haunting drum beat could be heard from great distances. As Dorja approached the Hounfor she recognized the sounds coming from within as the Bamboula, the welcoming drum beat to the ceremony.

As Dorja pushed aside the curtain of the entrance to the ritual space, she noticed that there were already several people in attendance. Hounsi had begun collecting offerings at the shrines of the loa they would be honouring tonight.

Along the far wall stood shrines for three loa. The first being Papa Legba, the gatekeeper. On his alter there were offerings of cigars, coffee, rum and gin.

Next to Papa Legba’s alter was that of Ogun’s. Here there was even more rum, a machete and a container with red palm oil. The next loa to be recognized was that of Guede, the loa of sexual promiscuity. On his alter sat a phallic black candle, orange and yellow candies bayan escort and cigars.

On the dirt floor, drawn before the alters in corn meal were the Veve’s of each loa, drawn lovingly by Papa Zuli and Mama Iya.

Dorja was a tall slender mulatto girl with brunette hair. She had come to Voodoo through her grandmother and frequently attended the rituals that were held near New Orleans. Dorja’s mother was a devout Catholic, while Dorja’s father was a Vodou Houngan, or priest.

The Bamboula drum beat got louder as more people piled into the Hounfor tent, most of which were wearing their white ritual boubou’s, which were sack-like and tied at the waistline.

Several of the drums began speaking in mottled Langage as the ritual was about to begin. Papa Zuli and Mama Iya stepped forward and began to call on Papa Legba.

Dancers had already begun in the center of the tent. “Ashe Legba!” many called out.

Dorja began to feel the call of the drum beat herself. The Bamboula was a powerful song and she began to sway her head and hair back and forth slowly to the drum beat. The drummers pounded fiercely and other dancers wound their way around her.

She could feel the energies in the room building up and felt herself letting go. Legba had been called and now his spirit was in attendance. Now Papa Zuli and Mama Iya called on Ogun. Papa Zuli walked around the large room with the machete from the alter of Ogun.

“Ashe Ogun, Ashe!” Dorja felt herself call out.

Behind her, someone had been possessed by Legba and let out loud squeals of laughter, continuing to dance.

Dorja raised her hands in the air, dancing fiercely to the music. The drum beat slowly began to change to the drum beat Banda. Banda was a dance done only for the loa Guede in reverence of sexual promiscuity. It was only now that Dorja realized what was about to occur.

Her body shimmered in the heat of the room as she continued to dance herself into a frenzy. She felt others around her move closer and closer, dancing now with each other and touching each other.

The drums got louder and louder and Dorja’s nostrils were filled with incense. She was in a trance like state and could feel several arms on her body at once. She reached behind her and began to massage the persons body behind her, swaying her hips to the music. A

Arms wrapped around her suddenly and she looked dizzily down to see that they were the strong hands of a black male. He twisted her body around to face him and began to dance with her, touching her arms and breasts as he moved. There was fire in the eyes of those around her.

She escort bayan could see that others had already become naked and were mounting each other, while others were still caught up in dancing.

The drums pounded in Dorja’s head as another man began to touch her. She had a man in front and a man behind her. Another woman began to stroke the first man’s penis. Dorja noticed just how large it was.

Her mind was with the loa and she craved sexual ecstasy. She wanted to be touched and to be embraced by everyone in the room.

Beside her a black girl screamed in ecstasy as she was drilled by two black men at the same time. Dorja was drawn back to her own happenings as one of the dancers grabbed her face so that their eyes met. The other stroked his cock along her ass and stuck it between her legs seductively.

Dorja wanted to feel both of them inside her. Next to them, there was moaning and laughter as males and females, blacks and whites ravaged each other on the floor.

One of the men began to remove Dorja’s boubou so that she danced naked before them. Their naked and sweaty bodies came together, one man cupped her breasts in his hand and brought his cock once more between Dorja’s legs from behind her.

He pushed her forward and the other man took hold of her arms to that she was standing bent over. Behind her, the stranger pierced Dorja’s soaking wet pussy with his black cock. Dorja screamed loudly in ecstasy.

The man in front of her brought his cock to her mouth and began to fuck it while the man behind her rammed his large cock into her dripping pussy.

A woman was dancing near them and bumped into the trio, knocking them to the ground. This did not sway either of them in the least. Dorja climbed on top of the man who had been fucking her mouth and rode him bareback.

Her hair was knotted and partially covered her face. Her eyes were filled with fire as she brought her pussy down on the strangers cock, so that he impaled her. He groaned loudly and brought his hands to her hips and held his fingers under her ass.

The man who had been fucking her seconds before grabbed hold of one of the other female dancers and began to grind his cock into her, driving her into a frenzy.

Men and women writhed around Dorja, calling out in ecstasy, most not speaking English. Dorja felt a pair of hands begin to massage her breasts as she rode the stranger. She tossed her head back and saw that it was a young white woman.

The woman climbed on top of the man in front of Dorja, sitting close to his face as she began to kiss Dorja. Their tongues played with each other escort bayanlar before engulfing each others lips seductively. The man that Dorja was fucking began to lick at the clit of the woman, making her moan loudly in Dorja’s mouth.

Dorja felt something warm and sticky slide down her back and realized that a man had just cum behind her and had chosen Dorja to receive his seed.

The woman that Dorja was kissing reached behind her and ran her fingers along Dorja’s back. She licked at the mans cum, sticking her fingers in her own mouth and then in Dorja’s. They kissed each other, tasting the cum and swallowing every bit of it.

The man beneath Dorja began to move Dorja’s hips faster and faster along his cock and Dorja knew he would cum soon. The woman kissing Dorja began to moan louder into Dorja’s mouth before tilting her had back in ecstasy and cumming loudly.

The man below Dorja suddenly held Dorja firmly to his cock as he arched his hips forward, making sure his cock was all the way inside her before she felt his cum inside her cunt, hitting her cervix.

Dorja tilted her head back and arched her back, receiving his seed. His dark eyes were fierce as he slowed down and relaxed against the ground.

Dorja was pulled to off of the man by the woman she had been kissing and brought to another man, who was having his cock kissed and sucked by another girl. The woman seemed to be offering Dorja to him. He motioned for her to lay down. Dorja lay on her back and spread her legs wide.

The woman now sat on top of her face and began to kiss the man. He brought his cock to Dorja’s pussy lips and quickly entered her. Dorja felt hands all over her body, caressing her and the other woman. Dorja licked at the woman’s pussy and sucked on her clit, making her moan loudly.

The woman rocked her hips against Dorja’s face and Dorja stuck a finger inside the woman as she licked her juices with fervor. The stranger began fucking Dorja in rhythm to the drums, growing faster or fainter with each beat. Dorja’s pussy lips were swollen with heat and she felt herself begin to cum. She moaned into the woman’s pussy loudly and arched her back.

The man continued to fuck her while kissing the other woman. Dorja could feel the woman’s cunt tighten around her finger and began to finger fuck her faster and faster, sucking on her clit.until she felt the woman’s pussy clenching tightly and could hear the woman moan loudly in her orgasm. Juices spurted from within her and Dorja licked them up happily.

The man inside Dorja began to pump into her faster and faster with the drum beats until she could feel him cumming inside her as well. He began to pump himself slowly in and out of her cunt, kissing the woman atop her passionately.

Dorja knew she would get fucked several more times before the night was over and craved the feeling of more cocks inside of her. She would have to thank Papa Zuli and Mama Iya for such a wonderful ceremony later…

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While Kat’s Away, Tif Will Play Pt. 01

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This is the fourth independent story of our teenage whore Tiffany “Tif”. This story accompanies the Katherine “Kat” storyline. The timing of this event aligns with module one, chapter ten, while Kat is in Hawaii with her family. While it is feasible to read any of these independently, this is a carryover story, so reading them in order is beneficial.

Disclaimer: Nearly all chapters with this character have some exposure to young/old, group sex, lesbian sex, ass-to-mouth, and/or cum sharing, etc. If any of these things offend you, please move to another story.

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It’s about to be spring break of her senior year and Tif is feeling sad. She just found out that her best friend and favorite lover Kat is going to be in Hawaii with her family. One of Tif’s cheerleading teammates, Callie, comes into the locker room and says, “What’s up Tif? You look down.”

Tif replies, “Spring break is coming up and I have not planned anything. I am terrible at planning.”

Callie snidely says, “I thought you might be hanging out with Kat. You two are thick as thieves. If I didn’t know better, I would think you two were lovers.”

Tif does not acknowledge the dig and says, “Kat is going to be with her family on vacation. That is irrelevant to my point. I need to figure out what I am going to do.”

Callie smiles, “Well, a few of us girls are going to Cabo San Lucas. Do you want to go? All you would have to cover is airfare. The rest is covered.”

Tif’s eyes light up. She asks, “Who else is going and why are the rest of the expenses covered?”

Callie replies, “In addition to me, it will be Michelle and Nicole. We would all be sharing a room. Nicole’s and Michelle’s dads are going as chaperones. They are both single so I think they are going so they can try to hook up with young chicks. Anyway, Nicole’s dad is paying for most of the stuff since he is well off. “

Tif replies, “I did not know they were single.”

Callie answers, “Nicole’s dad is a widower. Nicole’s mom, died a few years ago. As far as I can gather, he does not have a steady girlfriend. Michelle’s mom and dad divorced when she was 4 or 5 I think. He got remarried and divorced again. A few years ago I think.”

Tif considers the offer. She likes all these girls. She would consider them friends. And it would give her an excuse to hook up with new hot people. She replies, “Count me in then.”

Callie smiles and says, “Excellent. I will text you the details so you can get on our flight.”

The flight to Cabo was easy. Tif had great conversation with the other girls. They switched seats often to keep the topics fresh. Inadvertently, Tif found out that Callie is bisexual, that Nicole is bi-curious and that Michelle has never considered it because she has always had a boyfriend. Tif also learned that Callie is unattached, but both Nicole and Michelle have boyfriends.

The most interesting discovery Tif made on the flight over was that Nicole’s dad, Jack, has barely been on a date since his wife died. It is not through lack of effort. He is a handsome guy. But apparently, he has no game. She learned that Michelle’s dad is also good looking and a bit of a player who chases tail a lot; hence his multiple divorces. They both eyeball the girls, especially Tif, all the way to Cabo.

The flight arrives late in the evening. They get a quick bite to eat and then head to their rooms to get settled and crash. Callie leads the charge by assigning Tif to share her bed while Michelle and Nicole share the other.

Once Tif and Callie come out of the bathroom, Michelle and Nicole head in to get ready for bed while Tif and Callie head to the bedroom. As Tif gets undressed, she catches Callie looking at her. Tif asks, “What?”

Callie smiles and responds, “I have always thought you were hot as hell. I mean, you’re a prototypical cheerleader who is blonde, athletic, pretty. But you have incredibly sexy legs and a super nice ass. You probably have great tits too.”

Tif is a little shocked. She responds, “I had no idea you looked at me that way. You’re pretty hot yourself.”

Callie finishes pulling her clothes off and stands naked in front of Tif. She turns around in a circle slowly and asks, “What do you think my most attractive feature is?”

Tif looks her up and down and salivates a little. She finally responds, “Hard to tell. You have so many good features. You’re a tall brunette with long sexy legs, a pretty face and a more than handful of tits. But I think your sexiest feature might be that bald pussy of yours. I am sure the guys love it.”

Callie smiles and remarks, “The girls love it too.”

Tif says to Callie, “I usually sleep naked, but of that bothers you, I won’t do it this week.”

Callie responds, “You normally sleep naked? Me too. I planned on sleeping naked like usual. Unless it is going to bother you?”

Both girls giggle a little.

Tif finishes taking her clothes off. Callie comments, “You do have nice tits. Those bayan gaziantep escort nipples look delightful.”

Tif smiles and crawls under the sheets. Michelle and Nicole make their way out of the bathroom. Michelle is a short, thick, powerful brunette with big D cup tits that are not hidden very well by her bedtime t-shirt. Nicole is a thin, blonde with a very flat stomach and what appear to be B cup tits under her tank top. Finally all the girls are tucked in bed and lights go out.

Some time in the middle of the night, Callie works her way over to the other side of the bed. She gently snuggles up next to a lightly sleeping Tif. Callie sighs as she feels her hand against the nakedness of Tif’s body. Callie gently rubs her hand up and down Tif’s leg. She brings her hand down to Tif’s supple ass cheek and gives it a small squeeze. Tif jostles a little but does not seem to wake up.

Callie runs her hand up and down Tif’s leg again. She also leans down and plants a dozen tender kisses down Tif’s bare back. Tif jostles again, this time turning toward Callie some, almost fully lying on her back. Tif crinkles her nose and then appears to doze back off.

Callie waits a couple minutes and then runs her hands over Tif’s flat stomach and then down her hip and finally her leg. She follows this pattern two more times before her return trip has a detour. Callie softly runs her hands over Tif’s lower stomach and then slowly heads farther down. Callie smiles as she passes over the completely shaven part of Tif’s pussy and touches the top of her wetness.

Tif jostles again, this time causing her to completely lie on her back. She puts both of her arms under her pillow and pushes her head to the side. Callie raises her hand off of Tif and lets her settle. Callie waits a few minutes and then swiftly pulls the sheet off of both girls. As they lie there completely exposed, she goes back to where she left off.

Callie lands her hand on Tif’s pubic bone and moves down. She starts to slide her middle finger down making sure not to put too much pressure on her clit. She gently runs her finger up and down Tif’s moist slit. After a dozen times up and down, Tif’s pussy starts getting wetter. It is subtle, but Callie realizes that Tif’s legs are parting ever so slightly. With the extra space, Callie pauses to push her middle finger into Tif’s small opening, only to the first knuckle the first few times.

Tif’s legs part some more. With the further encouragement, she slides her finger in to the second knuckle. In and out her finger moves slowly. Callie pushes her middle finger in deep and pulls it back out slowly. She puts her coated finger to her mouth and sucks it clean. Then she moves back in sliding her middle finger back in deep. In and out a few more times and then back to her mouth.

When Callie goes back a third time, she adds a second finger. She is still gentle, but eventually gets both fingers deep inside Tif’s wet tunnel. The next time she pulls her fingers out; she moves them up a little and starts slowly circling Tif’s clit. Tif spreads her legs even more and she moves her upper body slightly.

Callie slides two fingers back inside Tif and leaves them there while she skillfully massages Tif’s clit with her thumb. The very experienced move causes a small moan to escape Tif’s lips. Callie uses this as a sign. Without breaking the hand movements, she leans down and puts her mouth on one of Tif’s nipples. She gently sucks and swirls her nipple causing a more audible moan to escape from Tif.

Tif spreads her legs completely and pulls her left hand from under the pillow. She runs her hand through Callie’s hair and moans again. Callie pulls her hand out of Tif and repositions her body in between Tif’s spread open legs. Callie takes hold of each of Tif’s breasts and leans down and starts sucking on the other nipple. She squeezes and fondles Tif’s tits while she goes back and forth sucking her nipples. As Callie heads down, she leaves Tif’s nipples hard and aimed at the sky.

Callie kisses her way down Tif’s stomach and soon reaches the promise land. She wastes no time putting her mouth on Tif’s love nest. She licks up her slit stopping to flick her clit and then back down. She pushes her tongue inside her box over and over and then back up to the clit. She pulls the entire hood inside her mouth and swirls it with her tongue. Tif reaches down and runs her hands through Callie’s hair again.

Callie continues to munch on Tif’s edibles causing Tif to moan. She moves her hands up to Tif’s nipples and starts pinching them more intently. She shoves her face deep into Tif’s bare box licking and sucking all the sensitive places. Finally she stays on Tif’s clit and flicks it vigorously. Tif moans, then lifts her hips and pulls Callie into her deeper. Tif lets go of her orgasm filling Callie’s mouth with sweet juice; which she gobbles up and swallows down.

Callie pulls off slightly bayan escort gaziantep and moves her hands from Tif’s nipples to behind her legs. She pushes Tif’s legs into the air and sends her head back down. She makes a small stop back on Tif’s pussy and then heads farther down. She runs her tongue over the soft skin below her pussy and soon hits Tif’s rosebud. She flicks it a few times and the presses harder with her tongue. She leaves a generous amount of saliva behind. This causes Tif to moan again.

Callie wraps one hand around Tif’s leg and rests it on top of her pussy. She starts circling Tif’s clit again. Callie moves her other hand to Tif’s anal opening. Using the extra saliva, she starts massaging her pink star with her thumb. Tif starts moaning again. After a few moments of this, Callie slides a finger into Tif’s pucker hole. When Tif does not resist, she pushes it deeper and then back out. She repeats this several times when she recognizes Tif rocking her hips. She pulls her finger completely out and starts tonguing Tiff’s butthole again.

This continues for a few moments before Callie leaves another dollop of saliva. Then she slides two fingers deep into Tif’s anal passage. This causes Tif to moan and start rocking her hips again. Callie smiles as she realizes that Tif is an anal lover like herself. She starts moving her fingers in and out Tif’s ass faster and harder. She leans down and starts tonguing Tif’s pussy hard. Within minutes, Tif groans much too loud and tightens her ass around Callie’s fingers and explodes in a huge orgasm. Yummy pussy juice floods Callie’s face again. She drinks it down.

Callie pulls off of Tif’s pussy and ass when she feels Tif stop shaking. She kisses up her stomach, pausing to lick and orally caress each nipple. She continues to kiss up Tif’s chest and starts kissing Tif’s neck. Tif cannot wait any longer and uses her hands to bring Callie’s face into hers. Tif pushes her tongue into Callie’s accepting mouth. Tif can taste her own orgasm on her lips and tongue.

Callie lets her weight come down on top of Tif. As they continue to kiss, Tif wraps her legs around Callie and pulls her close. They tongue hard and hungry. Tif rolls Callie over on her back and it is now Tif in the dominant position. She quickly breaks the kiss and works her way down Callie’s neck to her tits. She takes a tit in each hand and sucks hard on each nipple before moving on. She kisses down her stomach and quickly makes it to her vulnerable places.

Tif wastes no time putting her hands on Callie’s hot box. Tif realizes that she is drenched. She lowers her face down and licks up the inside of Callie’s leg cleaning up tasty lady juice. She does the same on the other leg. Tif pushes her legs up high. Then Tif flattens her tongue and runs it from Callies butthole all the way up past her clit. Tif repeats this several times before the copious amount of lady juice is gone. A soft ‘ah fuck!’ can be heard from Callie.

Callie pulls her legs up by her ears baring herself to Tif’s pleasures. Tif goes right for the ass. She licks her pucker hole a few times before Callie reaches down and spreads her cheeks even more. This opens up her hole even further for Tif’s access. Tif takes advantage and shoves her tongue in deeper. She tongue fucks her for a few minutes causing Callie to moan in appreciation.

Tif licks her fingers and pushes two fingers into Callie’s ass. Callie moans and rocks her hips. Tif pushes them in deeper causing Callie to moan a little louder. Callie’s ass relaxes even more. Tif pulls out and pushes in a third finger. Soon Tif is shoving her three fingers all the way in. Callie is bucking her hips even harder now. Tif pulls out and adds a fourth finger. She pushes it in slowly. Callie reaches down and pulls Tif’s hand causing all four fingers to go all the way in. Callie moves her hips in a circular motion, feeling the full effects of having four fingers lodged in her ass.

Tif leans down and starts licking Callie’s clit sending her into small convulsions. Callie’s pussy is leaking so much wetness, it starts running down to her ass-crack. It assists in the finger fucking. Tif spits some saliva into her hand and fingers to add to the lubrication. Callie starts pulling Tif in deeper while she continues to rotate her hips. Soon Tif’s top knuckles pop through causing a small yelp from Callie. She continues to push her ass against Tif’s hand sending more and more in. Within a couple minutes, Tif has her whole hand inside Callie’s ass, her thumb being the only missing part of a full fisting.

Callie starts pushing and pulling Tif’s hand wanting to be fucked. Tif gets the idea and starts doing the motion herself, fucking Callie with her with most of her hand. Tif increases the pace with her hand and her mouth. Callie continues to hump Tif’s hand until she finally tightens up and groans loudly. Her orgasm squeezes Tif’s hand and sends a flood of lady juice escort bayan gaziantep into Tif’s mouth and down her throat.

As Callie’s orgasm subsides, Tif slowly pulls her hand out of her ass. Callie lowers her legs and pulls Tif up to her. They kiss for several minutes vigorously at first, passionate in the middle and then tender at the end. Tif breaks the kiss and then tells Callie, “You’re a bad girl.”

Callie responds, “So are you.”

Callie gets up and cleans herself up in the bathroom. When she comes out, Tif goes in to clean herself up. When Tif returns, Callie is asleep. So Tif crawls in bed next to her and goes to sleep.

The next morning Tif wakes up and has Callie wrapped around her. She peeks over to the other bed and sees that Michelle and Nicole are gone. Tif starts to slide forward moving out from underneath the weight of Callie’s arm and leg. Just before she makes it to freedom, Callie grabs onto her and pulls her back into her grasp. Tif falls back into bed this time facing a smiling Callie.

Callie says, “Where do you think you’re going lover?”

Callie kisses her and slips her tongue in. Tif returns the favor, but breaks the kiss soon after.

Tif says, “We should get up and get decent in case Michelle and Nicole come back.”

Callie responds, “Where is the fun in that? Can we sneak in at least one quick orgasm?”

Tif says, “Ok. But it has to be quick.”

Tif pushes Callie on her back and quickly crawls on top to 69. Both girls start lapping up right away. Callie starts flicking Tif’s clit rapidly sending her into a frenzy. Tif sticks a finger in Callie’s pussy and another in her ass and fucks her while she licks her clit. Callie is the first to cum sending some juice into Tif’s mouth. Tif is not far behind. She shakes in a good morning orgasm.

The girls dismount and quickly shower and ready themselves. They barely make it down to the hotel restaurant for breakfast. Over in the corner, they see their chaperones. They decide to join them. As they approach, both guys smile and look the girls up and down.

Brett speaks first, “Well. Well. Well. Look who we have here. I told you if we sat here long enough a coupe of beauties would join us Jack.”

Jack replies, “These beauties are our daughters friends Brett. Hi girls, come join us.”

The girls sit down. They work through their food. As Jack does most of the talking, Brett can’t stop ogling Tif. It is blatant and probably inappropriate. Tif does not take the bait. She seems sexually satisfied for the moment.

The girls head to the beach to meet up with Michelle and Nicole. As they get arranged, the small talk is minimum. Finally all are sunning. Callie mentions that she wants to go get drinks. Michelle volunteers to show her where to go.

Tif asks Nicole, “So why are you and Michelle so quiet? Is something wrong?”

Michelle hesitates but answers, “Kinda. Your activities with Callie last night woke Michelle and I up. And kept us up for an hour. I am not that mad. I am more curious. But Michelle is pretty unhappy.”

Tif turns red, “At what point did we wake you?”

“Michelle woke me actually. The first thing I heard from you guys were some moans that I thought might have been one of you having a bad dream. But then Callie told you to fuck her harder. So I knew what was going on at that point.”

Tif turns even more red, “Oh. Uh. I’m really sorry we woke you. What can we do to make it up to you?”

Nicole looks around to see if anyone else is around. Then she says, “As I said, I am not that mad. In fact, it turned me on listening to you two go at it. It was super dark, so I could not see anything, but I tried to picture it.”

Tif says, “Oh.”

Nicole continues, “I am going to tell you a secret.”

“Ok.”

“I have never been with a girl. But I have thought about it a lot. It turns me on to see women kissing or caressing each other. I think the woman’s body is so hot.”

Tif replies, “So what stops you?”

“One, I have a boyfriend. Two, I am incredibly nervous and don’t really know what I am doing.”

Tif smiles, “Do you know how to please yourself?”

Nicole replies, “Of course.”

Tif says, “Well, it is not much more than that. What I will say is that it is true that different women like different things, but you know most of the variations I am sure. You just need to find a patient partner and explore.”

Nicole sighs, “And how do I go about doing that?”

Tif laughs, “Hello. I am right here.”

“But it seems that you are way too experienced for me.”

“I said find a patient partner, not an experienced one. I am patient and I would be interested in guiding you through whatever experience you want to have and at whatever speed.”

Nicole blushes, “That might be nice. What about Callie?”

“Callie is obviously aggressive. But I think I can keep her reigned in if you want her to participate.”

Just then Callie and Michelle return bringing drinks. The rest of the morning goes well. The girls spend time in and out of the water and getting hit on by hot guys. The girls decide to head back to the room for lunch and some rest away from the sun. While in route, Tif and Callie bring each other up on their respective conversations with Michelle and Nicole.

Callie says, “Yeah. Michelle is a bit pissed.”

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Weekend With Emily

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(A huge thanks to Angel Love for the great help in editing this story)

(This story follows my prior three: Amber Conquers, Sandi & Ashley are Great Teachers, and Lessons for Jessica)

One of my most recent adventures was only a few months ago. It involved my old buddy Sid, his wife Amy and Emily, which was a new romance of mine. Sid called me up and wanted to “double date” for the weekend and go to his cabin. He thought it would be a great time for the girls to get to know each other better.

The cabin was great. It was exactly like you would picture a cabin that overlooked a small lake with mountains all around it. I had been there many times but mostly with just the guys. We would often go to the bar down the road and across the busy highway to pick up local girls. It was usually just a drunkfest though.

I liked Amy. She was a pretty hot red head. She was around five seven with nice tits, and a nice ass. She was also a tease, which is something I loved. We were all in our mid thirties and maybe I wasn’t as picky as I used to be, but she really had it all. Emily too. I am pretty shallow so if I’m going to invite a girl to spend the weekend with me she’d better meet my requirements. She had a major rack on her. They were D cups and gravity still hadn’t affected her all too negatively. Her ass was as firm as it had ever been. I think she knew what I wanted in a woman and was determined to please.

I usually do not like getting tied down, but Emily seemed pretty cool and we had been hitting it off for the last few months prior to our trip. We could hold down conversation as good as anyone and the sex was great. She was always willing to try new things and seemed to appreciate my knowledge of the female body.

We all drove together in Sid’s four door Ford pickup. The drive up was only about one hour and twenty minutes but I was ready to get out and have a smoke when we pulled into the driveway.

Sid lit up with me.

“So what are the plans tonight?” I asked. “A little different with the old ladies with us.”

Sid laughed as he responded, “Well we just had an eight person spa installed and I know it’ll get cold enough outside to try it tonight.”

“Well I do not think I want to be swimming in that after your seedlings are let loose in there,” I said jokingly. “Ready for a beer?” I pulled down his tailgate to get the ice chest.

He nodded as I handed him one. “Nothing like a cold beer with no worries in the world.”

Thinking of some of the other visits to this place I asked him, “So are we going to screw our girls in the same room like we did those girls from the Mountain Top Inn? What were their names?”

He grinned and was racking his brain. “I don’t remember . . . I guess we’ll just have to see what happens. Let’s get dinner on before it gets dark.”

We all sat outside for dinner and to no surprise, Amy started teasing everyone. She even seemed to be flirting with Emily. ‘I wonder if she has ever eaten pussy,’ I thought to myself. ‘That would be a nice sight to see.’

The girls grabbed the plates and silverware as Sid and I went to go have a smoke.

“So what’s with Amy?” I asked. “She seems to be flirting with Emily.”

Sid laughed. “That’s just Amy. Not shy around anyone.”

I chuckled. “So has she ever munched on carpet?”

“No comment,” was all Sid could say.

“Hold on a second. Are you telling me that you have had threesomes with your wife?” I asked in disbelief?

“I have nothing to say about that,” Sid answered.

“You little devil! You lucky SOB. That’s why I haven’t wanted to get married. I always thought that my wife would be all I could screw. That changes everything.”

Sid was laughing at me. “She’s one wild chick. Tell you what; let us have the hot tub tonight and you’ll hear how wild she is. The bears will come out of hibernation.”

We put out our smokes and headed inside. I could hear giggling and loud talking. The girls must’ve had a little too much beer at dinner. But at least they were hitting it off.

As we made our way inside, I noticed Amy was missing her shirt and was just in her pretty black bra. “Whoa,” I said.

“Sorry, I spilled beer on my shirt and haven’t had a chance to change,” she laughed.

“Well I think you got it on your bra too,” I said looking over at Sid who didn’t seem surprised at her at all.

She looked down. “Awe shit I did.” She started taking it off.

I was pleasantly surprised at the firmness of Amy’s tits. She was nice and fit as well and her tits just fit her body great. They had to be a C cup.

I was surprised but Sid just laughed. “Emily now be a good friend and help her out of it,” he pleaded. “While your at it, you should probably take yours off too so she doesn’t feel out of place.”

Emily looked at me as if to ask, ‘What have you gotten me into here?’

I nodded at her approving of it. “Alright . . . only for Amy,” Emily responded. “Amy, I might need your help.”

Usually nothing surprises me anymore but I was bakımlı gaziantep escort a little excited right about now. I felt my dick harden a bit in my pants.

I walked over to Emily as she was finishing the dishes topless and grabbed her melons from behind. Those huge tits felt great in my hands. She reached back and rubbed my erection. “I would love to ride this thing tonight but I’m just beat. Would you hate me if I turned in early tonight?” she asked.

Frustrated I thought I would let her have her way but I was hornier than hell by now. “I’d rather fuck you when you are at your prime anyway,” I said.

The night went on after Emily went to bed. Amy was still walking around topless and my dick wanted some attention. I think Amy noticed because after staring at my crotch several times she asked if I wanted to join her and Sid in the hot tub.

I looked over at Sid and he didn’t seem too bothered at the question. “It depends if it’s alright with Sid. He might want to spend some time with you in there if you know what I mean.”

“Oh he will,”she said with a sexy grin. “Well I’m going to go hop in.”

“Me too,” Sid said. And they both started walking that way. “You coming?”

“I’ll be there in a bit. I want to go have another smoke,” I answered.

I made my way out and around the house and behind the shrubs that would hide me from the hot tub. I wanted to see if I could figure out what I was getting myself into. I made it there before they both came out of the house. I figured that they were going to get their bathing suits on but I was wrong.

They both walked out of the back sliding door completely naked. Sid pinched her ass as she walked up the steps to get in. Dang she was hot. What an ass! They both got in and immediately embraced. I figured I’d give them a chance to knock one out but they left the embrace and sat down.

“Do you think he’ll do it?” Amy asked Sid.

“I think you can convince him. I just don’t want anything weird between all of us if he does. I am not worried about you at all, but I think it could really change things for him and I,” Sid answered. “Shortly after high school I found out that he screwed Amber which was my girlfriend at the time. It was his ex so I wasn’t super mad, but I did kind of feel like he betrayed my trust. I never told him that I knew though.”

I stopped dead. I had no idea that he knew about Amber and me. He never showed any anger or anything. Maybe he realized that by going after Amber he essentially did the same thing to me. Oh well, that was over eighteen years ago and we have been great friends ever since.

Amy kissed him. “It all worked out didn’t it?” “Oh heck yeah,” Sid answered as he kissed her on the forehead.

I decided that I might as well hop in because I didn’t want to let them down and my balls were starting to turn blue. I made my way back to the front door and quietly changed into my swim shorts while Emily slept. I was trying to figure out what she was supposed to convince me to do. I figured I would find out soon enough.

I walked out the sliding door and Amy immediately stood up. “No way. Take the shorts off bud or you can’t come in.”

I figured that would be the case but since they didn’t know I was watching them get in naked, I figured it would look strange for me to come out of the house with nothing on.

Though it was kind of dark with only the deck light shining down, I could see Amy’s nicely trimmed reddish beaver and it impressed me. I would expect nothing less from her by now.

I took off my shorts and looked up. Amy was watching intently. Her eyebrows went up when my dick flopped out of my pants.

“Sid told me that you were pretty big. Now why would Sid know that?” she asked.

“Gym class for sure,” I answered as I flashed back to the mountain chicks we screwed up here not long ago on the living room couch and floor. I stepped into the tub.

Amy reached up and grabbed my ass. “Hey now!” I exclaimed. I looked up at Sid as he laughed. “What’s going on here buddy?” I asked unsure of how to act.

“I’m really sorry about this. She has had a lot to drink,” he answered.

Amy splashed him. “No I haven’t asshole. Tell him.”

“Tell me what?” I asked.

“Well . . . ,” Sid seemed to think about it. “Amy made a deal with me that if she let a girl join us, then she could chose whomever she wanted to fuck of my friends. At the time, I thought it was a great idea. Now I’m not so sure.”

“Don’t I have a choice in this?” I asked. “Emily is right inside the cabin. I’m actually getting along great with her! I don’t want to screw that up.”

“She doesn’t need to know . . . or she can join us!” Amy laughed.

Sid splashed her back. “Well I’ll leave it up to you man. I know Amy loves me and won’t stray. Besides, I’d rather her be doing you then some of our other friends. I’m going to go to bed and try to squash it from my memory.”

He got up from the tub as I was saying, “I’m bakımlı gaziantep escort bayan not too comfortable being your little experiment.” She reached over toward me and grabbed my dick. It was hard keeping it at bay while we were talking about this. It started to harden at her touch. I started to think that Sid was right when he told Amy that she could convince me. She continued to stroke it and all thinking went from my head, which usually could make decent decisions to my dickhead, which was usually pretty selfish.

“And it keeps getting bigger,” she said in a seductive voice.

I picked her up and sat her ass on the edge of the hot tub. I spread her legs and started licking her thighs just far enough away from her pussy to tease her good. She grabbed my head and tried to pull it toward her crotch but I fought it. I reached up to fondle her beautiful tits. I continued to tease her vagina while playing with her nipples. She moaned in approval and I could see her lower lips just wanting to be sucked. Finally after about three minutes of teasing her I dove in. I started by licking the outside of her lips.

“Ummm,” I could hear the delight in her voice. “That feels so good.”

I gave a nice lick up and down the slit and finally started to focus on her swollen clit. I sucked on it and flicked it with my tongue. She kept pulling my head toward her.

“You are a master!” she exclaimed.

I could tell she was ready to cum. I shoved a few fingers in her and continued to suck on her sweet swollen clit. Her legs fell over my shoulders and put my head in a vice grip. They started shaking pretty wildly and she gasped in pure pleasure. The dam had opened its gates and juices were flowing around my goatee. I continued to fuck her with my tongue until she had her second big ‘O’ of the night. She finally made me stop.

“I can’t take it anymore,” she gasped. “I won’t be able to walk to bed if you keep it up.”

My dick was throbbing and I was hoping that she wasn’t going to just settle for the best licking of her life. I pulled her back into the hot tub and she immediately went for my pole. All of a sudden she went under water and I figured I knew why. She started sucking me and stroking me at the same time. In the water my sensitivity wasn’t the greatest but it sure felt good.

She finally came up for air. “Why don’t you have a seat on the edge now?” she asked.

I happily complied and couldn’t believe I was doing my best friend’s wife while he was sleeping.

Amy was sucking my big cock and doing her best to deep throat me. She couldn’t but was giving it all she had until she gagged. “Sorry,” she said as she laughed.

I pushed her head down again not wanting her to take her eye off the goal.

She rubbed my balls with her left hand and continued to stroke me with her right. I was getting worked up. I heard what sounded like some leaves being crunched about twenty yards from where we were. I looked over to the area where I was smoking earlier but couldn’t see anything.

I was getting ready to spew my seed into her mouth so I started thrusting my hips to match her strokes. I warned her, “I’m about ready to cum.”

Seconds later she gagged as I spewed everything I had to give. She was doing all she could to swallow but some of my seed started spilling out of the corners of her mouth. She swallowed again and using her fingers, wiped the cum from her cheeks and then licked her fingers clean. She licked the tip of my dick getting all the rest. I swear not a single seedling landed in the water.

I hopped down from the edge of the tub. After we settled down a bit, she asked, “Do you have anything left for me? That was pure bliss and all but I would love that massive dick of yours in my pussy.”

“Let’s find out,” I answered as I bent over to kiss her. I tasted remnants of my own cum in her mouth. I went down to suck on her inviting nipples. I really wanted to titty fuck her but decided to leave it for another day.

I started to harden again and she reached down to grab on once she felt it brush against her leg. “I guess you do have more,” she smiled.

I sat down on one of the seats and turned her away from me. Instinctively she moved to sit on my dick. She grabbed my cock and glided her pussy onto it. My mushroom tip entered her with no resistance and she slowly made her way all the way down on my little man.

“Awe. Man that feels like heaven!” she exclaimed. She started her rhythm going up and down.

I reached around to grab her beautiful tits. I loved this position because it always allowed me to fondle lovely tits in their natural unhindered position. “Shhh,” I whispered to her. “I heard something in the bushes over there.”

“Don’t worry about it. It’s probably just a raccoon or something,” she said as she started moving faster. “Oh. Oh yeah,” She was going to wake up Emily and Sid if she kept it up.

I knew that we were both about to cum so I reached my right hand escort gaziantep bakımlı bayan down to her crotch. Finding her clit I started to massage it with my middle finger. It had the affect on her that I anticipated and she started moaning louder and louder.

“Oh . . . Oh! Uuuunnnhhh! Ooooohhhh! Ooooohhhh!”

She started bouncing up and down faster and faster and my dick almost fell out a few times. Her body started moving convulsively and I just couldn’t take it anymore. We both came at the same time. She slowed down milking everything out of me. As I let out a sigh, she stopped. With me still inside of her, she turned her upper body around and gave me a huge wet kiss. We locked tongues for a while. I still couldn’t believe that I just fucked my best friend’s wife.

We just sat there for what seemed like forever. I continued to fondle her tits. I couldn’t get enough of them. My dick finally fell out of her and I think we both realized it was time to head in. We were both starting to look like prunes. We both got out of the hot tub and I put my shorts back on. She stopped me and hugged me. “That was great!” she said. “I hope it wasn’t the last time either.”

I was used to that response with most women but she was married to my best friend. She was a wild gal that’s for sure.

As I headed into the house I noticed Sid was walking in the front door. “Where were you?” I asked.

“Where do you think I was?” he responded. “You looked right at me twice while you were banging my wife,” he smiled. “Well now her and I are even and I hope this doesn’t change anything between you and I.”

“If you promise then I’ll promise,” I said. I still felt uncomfortable though. This free love thing is great but emotions are hard to hide.

Sid and I went outside to have a smoke. When we were done shooting the shit, I headed in for some well-needed sleep.

“How was it?” asked Emily.

“Holy shit I thought you were asleep,” I blurted. “How was what?”

“Don’t worry Amy talked to me about it the other day. I gave her my blessing. After all you and I aren’t married, you are great in the sack, and Sid made her a deal. Who am I to deny her of that? So how was it?”

“Honestly it was awesome but you are much hotter. And you are better in the sack. I was thinking of you the entire time,” I lied.

The next morning we all sat around the table for the breakfast that the girls made for us. I was feeling a little awkward at first because everyone sitting at the table knew what happened between the two of us. Sid started the conversation and my awkwardness left shortly thereafter.

I asked Sid, “So what are we doing today?”

“I was thinking of renting a pontoon boat from the marina. Would that be ok with everyone?” he asked.

The girls both giggled. I saw trouble. “What am I missing?” I asked.

“Oh nothing. I just pictured the other boats passing us on the lake checking out our tits,” Amy replied.

“Yeah they are going to get a show,” Emily piped in.

I felt my bulge start to harden. “I’m in,” I announced and everyone had a laugh.

We finished clearing the breakfast table and packing our ice chests. The sun was getting pretty hot today so it appeared as though it would be a great day for sun and beer on the lake.

We finished with details at the rental desk and walked down the dock to find our boat. The girls were already threatening to get topless right there on the dock. Sid and I both called their bluff but they didn’t bite.

We found our boat and got situated. We untied the ropes from the dock and made our way out onto the lake. It didn’t take long for the girls to take their tops off. I wasn’t sure if it was to get a tan or to get us horny.

The girls laid down. As Sid and I were shooting the shit, I saw Amy start rubbing sun tan lotion over Emily’s back. It appeared as though she was enjoying herself immensely. It was obvious that they were getting along great as they were laughing and flirting with each other. It appeared as though Amy was spending an extra amount of time around Emily’s lower butt and inner thigh area. Emily turned over onto her back and Amy started on the front!

“This is too much,” I said to Sid. “What have we gotten ourselves into here?”

“I say we just enjoy ourselves and let them be,” he replied.

The girls kept on having a good time with each other but they never seemed to pass the point of no return. Boats were driving past us and whistling and would often come back around for another peek. We finally made our way into a secluded cove about halfway down the south side of the lake and pulled in. We threw the anchor in the water about fifteen feet from the beach. The girls decided to take their tops off and jump in.

“Take your’s off too!” Emily yelled as she looked at Sid and me.

“I don’t think so sweetheart,” Sid replied.

“Come on you pussy,” Amy laughed. “What are you scared of?”

“Burning my dick off!” he answered.

“I’ll put lotion on you honey,” Amy was persistent.

Sid looked at me wondering what I thought. I shrugged my shoulders as if to say ‘whatever.’

Amy swam up to the side of the boat and motioned Sid to sit down hanging his feet off the edge. “Take your shorts down,” she demanded.

To my surprise Sid complied and took his swim shorts off. He grabbed the lotion and threw his shorts on the seat and quickly sat down on the edge of the boat.

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Warren’s Women – Nancy , Judy Ch. 02

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Saturday’s Fancy, Judy and Nancy — Part 2

They all piled into Warren’s car, and took off. After about two minutes or so, Judy turned to Eppy what sat beside her in the backseat. “He lives close by. We should be there soon.”

“You’re right and you’re wrong girl,” he said in his deep voice. “See, Warren wants to take us for a ride first so you and I can get acquainted. Actually, he’s taking us in a great big circle.”

“Acquainted, huh?”

“Ummmmm, like this,” and he lowered his head and kissed her gently on the mouth.

‘I’m gonna like this guy,’ Judy told herself, giving herself to the kiss, opening her mouth and accepting his hot, fevered tongue. She felt him growing against her thigh and extended her hand out to touch him. Eppy’s hands roamed all over her soft, sexy body as he kissed her with passionate fervor, feeling and squeezing the firm, mounds of her breasts through the skimpy top. Judy moaned her feverish excitement into his face through her flared nostrils.

Knowing full well that Judy wanted to get a taste of his black cock, he reached down and unbuttoned her shorts then resumed the kiss.

Judy reached between them and grasped the magnificent bulge of his beer can-thick cock through his linen slacks and tried to squeeze it as they groped each other and continued with their juicy hot kissing in the backseat.

Warren pulled into a side road that appeared to be rarely utilized by the park staff and parked under an elm tree.

“Come here,” he said to Nancy who literally dove into his arms. Nancy knew what to do this time, pulling his zipper down as he scooted his ass up off the car seat. She deftly rolled his shorts down and fished his long, undeniably hard dick out.

She smiled and thought that perhaps his wasn’t as big as Eppy’s, but he was about 8 inches and fairly thick too. She was quick to lower her mouth to him and licked his purplish head, getting him nice and slick before gobbling him up.

She could hear Judy and Eppy’s wet, sloppy kisses and decided to make wet slurppy noises of her own. Nancy gripped his cock in her hand and began to stroke it, but Warren grabbed her by her hair and began pumping her head up and down and Nancy gave up the idea of half jerking, half sucking him off.

In the backseat, Eppy’s hand was grazing along Judy’s upper thigh, over what he believed to be unbelievably soft, bare flesh of her inner thigh and directly to the hot crotch of her thin, cotton panties. He thought that he’d never felt such a saturated piece of material in his entire life. It was absolutely sopping with a warm slick liquid. Judy groaned loudly as Eppy’s middle finger probed against the flimsy material and felt the outline of her pussy’s twin lips.

“Oh, baby,” he moaned into her ear, “You’ve got the juiciest pussy ever.”

“You’re just . . . saying that so you can put that big old thang inside me.”

“I’m gonna do that anyway, baby. But I mean it, you are the juiciest ever.”

“Oooooh! Touch me! Kiss me!” She gasped.

“You gonna suck me, sweet?” Eppy asked already knowing the answer, but kissing her and deftly working his finger into her through her underwear. She began to thrash against his finger. In only seconds, Judy was coming.

In the front seat, Nancy rejoiced as Warren’s cock grew to full size in her mouth and pressed against the side of cheeks as he thrust up and down, in and out and sideways, making it look like she was chewing tobacco.

When Nancy shook his cock out to gasp for air, he whispered, “Take off all your clothes. I want to see your body.

Adroitly she shucked her shorts past her crotch and kicked them off, giggling as she watched them land on the dash as she was peeling off her top. She’d already stuffed her bra in her purse.

“The panties are okay,” he told her. “Maybe I’ll eat them off you.” Those words sent a shudder through her body and she suffered through an intense shiver as his fingers caressed the lips of her swollen labia.

“My God!” She exclaimed, “I almost came then!”

“You will come a few times before you head home tonight. I promise.”

Taking him at his word, Nancy turned her hips so that she was at an angle where he could get to her pussy. Warren had to peel the wet panties away prior to enter her with two fingers and finger-fucked her while squeezing and mauling her breasts with his other hand.

“Say, Nancy aren’t you forgetting something?”

“Wha?” A dazed and happy Nancy replied.

“You were blowing me, remember?” Somewhat bewildered, Nancy allowed his hand to force her mouth back upon his wet cock and as she resumed her cocksucking duties, she heard Judy ask Eppy, “Can I see it? It might be too big. You know I’m kinda small and all.”

Nancy ran her hand up and down Warren’s glistening shaft, well aware of the activity going on behind her. She was content that Warren was big enough for her.

“Sure I’ll show you,” Eppy said kindly, “and don’t worry about being too small. I just know we’ll get it in. Here,” and he leaned back and unzipped arap escort his fly. Judy noticed his zipper was larger than most and pointed at it.

“Uh huh. I got to have a re-enforced fly, on account of busting out of the regular ones. Kind of embarrassing if you know what I mean.”

“I’ll bet,” Judy giggled, but grew apprehensive.

“Hey Judy,” Warren called over his shoulder, “Wait ’til you see it. It’s a whopper.”

Nancy sucked hard on his cock, then released him and said, “You guys, always bragging about your things.” She too was waiting to get a look at Eppy’s cock. Still, she was thrilled to have Warren for herself, although she was willing to share him with Judy. ‘It might be nice to see what Eppy was like,’ she thought, ‘after all, I shared Warren with her.’

“Eppy? You hear me bragging ’bout mine?”

“Nope. Was I alluding to the magnificence of my endowment?”

Warren laughed and said, “I don’t know what the hell you just said, but if it means you were bragging on the size of your leg bat, I don’t think so. More like you were stating a fact.”

At this they were all laughing, and Judy exclaimed, “What the hell is that?”

Warren and Nancy were peering over the seat at the couple.

“This?” Eppy grinned. “This is my holster,” and he pried his fly open to show them that his pants had been specially tailored with a sheath to keep his penis in place against his leg.

“Well, I never . . .” Nancy gasped.

Warren was still laughing. “It sure is impressing the ladies here. I think I’ll have my pants done up the same way.”

“Better get you a big gun first, my man,” Eppy guffawed.

“Come on, come on,” Judy pleaded, “Let’s see it,” ignoring the fact that the black musician was hoisting her top and exposing her breasts for anyone to see.

Nancy returned to kissing Warren’s prick, but after several very pleasurable glides along his shaft he lifted her chin up, smiled and said, “Let’s try something a little different.”

“Sure,” an affable Nancy said.

Warren leaned back in his seat and said, “Climb up on my lap and put it inside you. That way you can watch Eppy work his cock into your girlfriend while I nibble on these little titties of yours.”

“Okay,” she replied and nimbly clambered into position, grabbing his cock and inserting it and drawing in her breath as he drove it deep within her. Nancy was quick to develop a slow pace, rising and sinking down upon his rigid pole while he methodically chewed on her breasts. Her eyes never left Judy and Eppy who were actively getting it on in front of her.

Judy had her mouth open as wide as possible, trying to capture the monstrous member under her nose. She’d already spent some time kissing it and was now licking it in hopes of lubricating it enough to take in her mouth. Eppy’s huge palm pressed down on the top of her head and she managed to engulf the tip of his huge purple head. Her jaw felt as if it was going to break, then suddenly it was in her mouth! She did nothing but practice breathing through her nostrils for a minute, and then set to work with her tongue.

“Yes! Good girl!” Eppy said, encouraging her to continue.

Nancy stopped humping Warren and just stared at her friend and what she was accomplishing.

“Thas’ good Judy! That’s good, “Eppy crooned.”Lemme do you some now sweetness.”

Judy promptly worked him from her tired jaw and lay back on the seat. Both girls stared at his unbelievably big cock.

‘If I can’t get him in my mouth,’ Judy wondered, ‘how in the world can I accept him down there?’

She was distracted from that potential problem when Eppy knelt on the seat and placed her legs upon his shoulders spreading them further apart then bent to taste her. The musky odor emanating from her cunt inflamed his senses, and he went at her like a starving man–lapping, licking, and sucking like there would be no tomorrow. The car was soon filled with the liquid, slurping sounds that are only produced by passionate oral sex.

Judy grunted twice and came.

Nancy, riding Warren’s fiery cock and viewing the scene in the back seat found her orgasm arriving early and with a loud shriek came too. Realizing the possibilities, Warren gripped her hips and hoisted her in the air, providing him with room to maneuver, rolled her on her side and began fucking her furiously. Nancy was quick to respond, thrusting her hips to meet the cock that was the center of her universe, banging her ass into the steering wheel.

‘I’m gonna be bruised tomorrow,’ she thought fleetingly as the pain mingled with the intense pleasure. For that matter, the entire car was rocking with their violent fucking as Warren drilled her relentlessly. Nancy found herself coming again and again, emitting a long series of “uh, uh, uh’s,” each time he pounded into her. Then he was pouring his molten seed into her and collapsed upon her.

In the rear of the car, Judy came again as Eppy’s experienced tongue presented her with carnal delights she’d never escort arap dreamed of. And as Judy was enraptured by yet another climax, he slowed down his oral actions, limiting them to slow licks and tickles with his talented tongue. Then he was sitting up and placing his huge cock in its sheath even as Judy lay in a licentious delirium.

Nothing happened for several minutes. They all lay spent and satiated, except Eppy. Finally, the black man tapped Warren on the shoulder and said, “Let’s get on over to your place man. I still got some serious fucking to do.”

Fifteen minutes later, the group was standing in Warren’s living room, Nancy nervously shifting her weight from one foot to the other. Eppy made for the bar and poured a healthy amount of scotch into a large glass and gulped half of it down.

Warren stood in place, his eyes fleetingly darting from one to another.

Judy sighed and said, “Let’s get it on, shall we?”

They all laughed and Judy removed her top and tossed it on the floor. Warren was startled to find that Judy actually had one large breast and one normal one. He moved closer and her lips parted slightly. She took his hand and they moved to the sofa and sat down. Eppy and Nancy stood next to one another watching.

Judy lowered her eyes and leaned her head against his chest, enjoying his breath in her hair. Warren took in the herbal scent of her shampoo, her body odor, a rich, dank pungency that he found highly erotic. He lingered there for a moment then kissed the part in her hair.

Eppy put his arm around Nancy and steered her to an armchair and placed her on his lap.

Judy gripped Warren’s ribs tightly. The white curtains stirred as the wind came up outside. He rested his chin on her head and watched her nipples rise as the cool air rushed into the room. Dark clouds diminished the available lighting, creating a more romantic mood for the entire group.

Judy heard a distant clap of thunder as his teeth clamped on her stiffened nipple. It started to rain. Nancy hopped off Eppy’s lap and ran to close the windows as Warren shaped Judy’s breasts, molding his hands around one, then the other, as if trying to determine the difference through Braille. Then, brushing them lightly with his open hands, he let each nipple tickle a palm. Judy was amazed at his tenderness. She giggled and held her breast up and traced the puckered tips along the edge of his outspread fingers.

Nancy returned to Eppy’s lap and when his hand, well, actually his thumb, investigated her aureole, making smaller and smaller circles until it came to rest on her hardened nipple, she moaned happily and dropped her hand onto his rising member.

“My God!” She exclaimed, “I saw it before, but . . .”

“It won’t bite baby,” he said soothingly. “Fact is . . . after you’ve had it in you; you’ll feel empty for a day or so until that little puss of yours contracts back to its normal size again. But you’ll always remember old Eppy.”

“Can I?”

“Go on, take it out and play with it. But we’re gonna watch Warren and Judy go at it for a while, ‘fore I do you.”

“Okay, sure and she deftly opened his slacks and pulled his cock from its holster.

“Ummm, baby?”

“Yes Eppy?”

“Get rid of those clothes for now, huh?”

Getting to her feet, Nancy shucked off her shorts and panties and lifting her arms in the air removed her top. “Satisfied?”

His large hand cupped her mons. “Ummmmm, yeah, you’re getting wet baby.” And she hopped back into his lap, feeling him growing larger and larger beneath her crotch.

“Ummm, I feel kinda constrained. Mind if I move my dick around?”

“Of course not silly.” Nancy tittered and stood up.

Eppy smiled and unleashed his monster, then motioned for Nancy to return. She straddled his lap so that his cock rose up between her legs. She was astounded on seeing it pass her belly button.

“Gawd it’s big!”

“Don’t worry it will fit in there.”

“I don’t know . . .”

“I know it will,” he added reassuringly and fondled her perky tits as her seemingly tiny fingers traced circles on his cockhead.

Warren’s hands were also busy; sliding down Judy’s ribs, thumbs brushing the sides of her breasts, sliding in under them, traversing the hot fold. His callused hands moved down her narrow waist, palms brushing against her hips, fingertips at the brim of her pubic hair.

In a hoarse whisper, he said, “Are you ready?”

“Yes,” she tersely replied.

He dragged her shorts and panties together down to her ankles and she kicked them off. Cursing her clumsiness, she struggled with his belt, loosened it and pulled the zipper down. He stepped out of his slacks and she tugged his shorts off.

Judy gripped the tails of his shirt and in one sudden opening of her arms unsnapped all the buttons.

“There goes forty bucks,” he said with a grin. His erection was bobbing up and down.

“Tell you what I’m gonna do,” he said as her hungry eyes devoured him.

“Think arap escort bayan I’m gonna eat you up and fuck you silly. How’s that sound?”

Judy lay back on the floor and putting her hands on her sex opened it as wide as she could.

“Sounds wonderful,” she said lewdly, “When can you start?”

“As soon as you get that delightful ass up on the sofa.”

With a suppleness that surprised even Judy, she sprang to her feet and leaped upon the couch and waited for him. She didn’t wait long. He was on her, kissing her hard. Their teeth clicked with the impact; then he was sucking her tongue deep into his mouth, she found the pressure almost painful and drew her tongue back as he skimmed it with his teeth. Her eyes were sparkling with lust. Soon both were breathing heavily, but Judy began panting harder when his fingernails raked across the taunt skin of her inner thigh. She sucked in her breath and momentarily thought she’d never take another, for somehow she’d forgotten how, when his callused finger traced along the rim of her vaginal folds. She cocked her left leg up to give him access, and discovered she could breathe again. Judy was humping his finger with wild abandoness, thinking obscene thoughts about what would happen next.

Warren told himself that she’d be expecting him to eat her next, but experience had taught him that keeping a woman off balance during lovemaking was always better for all concerned. Holding that thought, he continued fingering her, but also moved to her right breast and stroked his tongue languidly across its top. Judy jerked in reaction to the double assault, and wrapped her hands around his neck, leaned back, thrusting her tits to him.

“Yes, suck on them! Oh, yeah! I’ve longed so much for you to suck on me. Suck them. Please, suck them!”

“Like this?”

“YES! Bite them hard!”

Warren took the center of her breast into his mouth and sucked on it, using his tongue to draw small circles around her nipple, dragging it across the pebbled texture of her aureole.

Moments later he heard her grunt in satisfaction as he chewed hard on her left nipple. And when he switched to the right he changed tactics, using the gentlest of nips with his teeth.

“Yesssss,” she hissed through clenched teeth, “like that.” Just . . . like . . . that.”

He was fascinated by the different sizes of her breasts and tried not to favor one over the other. Judy’s head was thrown back and she moaned contentedly as he lavished his attention on them until she reached out and squeezed his shoulder and cried, “Fuck meeeee! I can’t take anymore!”

He kissed her again then reached out, rubbed his thumb over her cheekbone and said, “I’m going to eat you now.”

Judy began to cry with joy. She thought that she’d never been happier in her life than at that moment. But couldn’t understand why. Then it hit her. He was making love to her, not just fucking her. It was the first time she’d ever made love.

By now, Nancy was kneeling on the floor, working her tongue around Eppy’s enormous cock. The mewling grunts of pleasure coming from her lips goaded his cock into hardness not unlike that of a rock. Eppy could actually feel the blood rushing into the huge mushroom shaped head. It was wet now with a combination of his secretions of seminal fluids and Nancy’s saliva. He noted that she was using a two-handed grip and slowly massaging him as she coped with how to get him inside her eager mouth. He decided to help her and wetting his fingers lubricated the mouth that was half–way around him.

Outside the rain abated and a rainbow was clearly visible over the roof of the house next door. None of the four noticed it.

“Breath through your nose, forget about using your mouth,” Eppy told her and was pleased to see this helped her adapt to his XX sized cock. He began moving his hips in a slow pumping motion and with his right hand; Eppy grasped the back of Nancy’s head and applied light pressure downward, all the while maintaining his humping motion against her gaping jaw. Nancy shifted slightly and moaned.

“It’s okay girl, we’re almost there,” he said trying his best to make it easy on her, he pulled back from her lips and started stoking his giant, throbbing prick to heighten his sexual prowess. Nancy ran her tongue around her moistened lips and said, “I think I can do it. I just need to go slow. Okay?”

“Take all the time in the world Nancy, we’re not going anywhere for a while.”

Over the next few minutes Nancy found she’d managed to engulf most of the head and was savoring the pungent taste of his cock and pre-cum when Eppy decided to go down on her.

“Ohhh!” she cried out, startled as he picked her up and turned her upside down. Now her cunt was inches from his mouth, and she found herself looking at the ceiling, her hands stretched out over her head pressed on the carpeting to support her weight. Looking upward, she watched as he lowered his head and licked her.

Nancy’s entire body jerked as his lips closed over her folds. She found herself shivering as he planted wet, tickling kisses at her opening. She wanted desperately to touch herself, to speed her release up, but couldn’t move from her position. And when his hot, serpentine tongue lashed out and she felt its soft, flickering tip caress her engorged clitoris, she screamed as loud as she could.

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