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herkeze merhaba basimdan gecen ruya gibi bir iliskimi sizinle paylasmak istedim bendebiraz uzun bir yazi dizisi olucak cunki uzun suren bir iliskiyi yaziya dokmek istedim.suanda 29 yasindayim basimdan gecen bu olay yaklasik 5 sene once olmustu.yurtdisinda yasamaktayim buraya yeni geldigim donemlerde yanlizdim hic bilmedigim bir yerde ve ortamim olmayan bir yasanti baslamisti benim icin tabiki cok bunalticiydi kendime bir ev tutmus tek basima yasamakta yeni yeni arkadaslar edinmekteydim tuttugum ev bir koyde ama genelde durumu iyi olanlarin yasadigi bir yer buralari fayla uzatmadan olaya baslamak istiyorum.bir aksam ustu yine yanlizliktan sikilmis ve daralmistim koyun kenar kisimlarinda olan park a gittim yanimada bir sise viski alip bankta oturup viski icip kafa dagitmaya calisiyordum hava kararmaya baslamisti nedense buralarda aksam saat7 den sonra kimseler olmay disarda bende bunun rahatligiyla kendimi yaymis kafami kiriyordum bir sure sonra park a genc bir erkek geldi once yan taraftaki bank a oturdu sigarasini yakti bende kafamin verdigi dusuncelerle biraz tedirgin olmustum aslinda hatta siseyi yanima cekip egerki bi hareket yaparsa patlatirim diye dusunuyordum ikimizden inceden birbirimizi kesiyorduk sonr bir ara bana donup merhaba dedi bende karsilik verdim sonra kisa bi sessizlik yine sonra bana hayirdir siz niye burdasiniz bu saatte dedi bende canim sikildi geldim dedim ben karsilik bi soru sormadim once bir sure sonra baktim cok genc bi sorun olacagini dusunmeyerek hayirdir sen niye burdasin dedim oda benimde canim sikkin dedi bende viski icmek istermisin dedim oda olabilir dedi ve yanima geldi bayagi bi muhabbete basladik ev arkadasi varmis ailesinden uzaktaymis ev arkadasiyla tartismis ve o yuzden cikip gelmis bende burda yeni oldugumu ve yanlizliktan sikildigimi falan anlattim. bir sure sessizlik oldu yasini sordum laf olsun diye gecen ay 18 e girdigini soyledi bende 24 yasinda oldugumu soyledim kisa bir sessizlik daha hava iyice kararmisti artik iyice sessizlik cokmustu bu arada sisenin yarisindan cogunu icmis kafam artik cakir olmayi gecmeye baslamisti eve giderken arabayi kullanmakta zorlanicam diye dusunuyordum sonra bana benim cok sikkkin gorundugumu soyledi tekrar ve istersem beni biraz rahatlata bilecegini o anda kafam karismisti ilk baska anlamamistim alkolun etkisiyle bende nasil olucak dedim oda gozlerime bakarak elimi aletime atti sok olmustum ates basmisti hic sesimi cikarmiyordum ben ses cikarmayinca iyice kavramaya calisti biraz daha ileri gitmemi istermisin dedi bende sen bilirsin dedim ve fermuarimi acti aletimi disari cikartip sivazlamaya basladi gercekten hosuma gidiyordu 6 7 aydirda sex yapmiyordum sonra egilip diliyle yarragimi yalamaya basladi ve agzina almaya bense iyice zevke gelmis yarragim zonklamaya baslamisti sonra sesler gelmeye basladi hemen toparlandik bende kendime geldim.birileri gecip gitti olayin sokuyla bende ayaga kaltim ve artik gitmeliyim dedim oda bana benide kasabadaki pansiyona birakirmisin dedi bende neden eve gitmiycekmisin dedim. arkadasiyla artik kalmayacagini aslinda arkadasinin eve alkollu gelip surekli onu taciz ettigini hatta 3 4 kez zorla oral seks yaptirdigini falan soyledi aslinda sexi sevdigini ama zorla olunca nefret ettigini soyledi bende biraz acima duygusu ile biraz alkol ve yarim kalan oral sexin etkisi ile isterse bende kalabilecegini soyledim oda senin icin sorun olmazsa olur dedi arabama binip evime geldik. evim tek basina yasiyan biri icin fazla buyuk aslinda altinda garaji ustunde dubleks daire evime gelince cok sasirdi tekmi yasiyorsun bu evde dedi bende evet malesef dedim oda sikilman normal o zaman bu koca evde tek basina dedi. iceri gectik biraz oturduk yine muahbbet basladi ve tekrar alkol sonra bir anda opusmeye basladik ve tekrar yarragimi kavrayip oksamaya basladi artik evdeydik bu sefer kesin beni bosaltmaliydi bi sure sonra onume coktu pantalonumu indirdi ve yarragimi direk agzinda somurmeye basladi ben ona hic karismiyor o beni zevkten kopartiyordu zaten sadece arada saclarini oksuyordum 15 20 dakika sonra bosalacagimi soyledim oda daha da istahli emmeye basladi ve agzina bosalmaya basladimbosalirken birazini agzina birazini yuzune bosaltti o aksam beni 3 4 kez yalayarak bosaltti hic icine girmeye calismadim herseyi ona biraktim. sabah ise gittik ben is yerinde aksam olanlari dusunmekten alamiyordum kendimi acaba bugunde gelicekmiydi diye dusunurken cikis geldi eve dogru yola ciktim cikarkende onu aradim oda isten cikmak uzereymis is yeri yolumun ustundeydi isterse onu alabilecegimi soyledim oda olur dedi is yerinden alip eve gectik dun gece olanlari hic konusmadik. arkadasinin ondan ozurdilegini falan anlatti ama artik onunla kalmak istemedigini kendisine baska yer bakacagini falan soyledi bende istersen bi yer bulana kadar enimle kalabilcegini soyledim oda sorun olmazsa olabilir dedi ve bizim uzun suren iliskimiz basladi o gece sadece seviserek gecti sabahsi hafta sonuydu birlikte kahvalti yapip evine gidip esyalarina alicaktik arkadasi cikti oda 20 21 yaslarindaydi belli zibidinin tekiydi beni gordu surat dustu kizdi sonra markus a bi turklemi kalicaksin falan dedi o an kafam atti bende cocugunu kolundan tutup once sen insan ol dedim yoksa canini yakarim dedim markus kapinin orda durmus saskinlikla bakiyordu zibidiyi kolundan tutup savurdum sonra kosarak iceri girdi anladimki birsey alip saldiricak bende burda yabanci oldugum icin ve istanbul cocugu oldugum icin temkinliydim zaten arabamda yasa disi temin ettigim makinami aldim cocuk elinde sopayla gelince bende sadece belimdekini gostererek eminmisin dedim cocuk geri cekildi markus esyalarini alip geldi ve ordan hemen uzaklastm cunki polis arayabilirdi . herneyse evime gelmistik tekrar iceri girer girmez markus bana sarilip dudaklarimdan atesli bi sekilde opmeye basladi ne oldugunu anlamamistim ve birden delice sevismeye basladik markus kucagima atladi ayaklarini belime doladi bende kalcalarindan tutup onu destekledim ilk kez kalcalarini tutuyordum ve oldukca dolgundu sonra kucagimdan indi elimden tutup beni yatak odasina cekti ve hemen soydu beni yataga yatirdi ve yarragimi deliler gibi yalamaya basladi bu kez bende onu soymaya basladim bu kez icine girmek istiyordumikimzde ciplak kaldik markus un altinda sadece tanga vardi bi ara gozum markus un aletine takildi ve yaklasik 15 16 cm di. markus yarragimi tassaklarimi heryerimi somuruyordu. sonra icime girmeni istiyorum dedi yatakta domalttim tangasini kenara cektim sonra deligini yalamaya basladim markus sasirmisti boyle birsey beklemiyordum harikasin diyordu ve inliyordu. ama dikkatimi cekmisti markus un deligi cok dardi ve benimkini almasi cok zordu tamam benim aletimde cok uzun degil 18 20 cm arasi ama kalin. bi sure daha yaladim sonra krem alip deligini parmagimla rahatlatmaya calistim tek parmagim girdiginde bile zorlaiyordu sonra yarragimi kremledim iyice markusun deligini yarragimla oksadim biraz sonra ona daha once aldinmis sen dedim oda hayir ilk kez alicam dedi. bi sok daha yasamistim ilkkez ben sahip olucaktim ona yarragimin basini yasladim deligine ve yavasca itmeye baskadim ama girmiyordu tekrar elimle deligini rahatlatmaya calistim iki parmagimi soktum bu kez aciyordu ama alismaliydi sonra tekrar yarragimi yasladim ve biraz dayanmasini soyledim biraz yuklenip biraz bekliyordum cani yaniyordu ama istiyordu zar zor bekleye bekleye basini sokmustum ikimizde ter icindeydik yavas yavas ilerliyordum artik daha rahatti kucuk kucuk git geller yapiyordum ama kokleyememistim daha yarisindayken markus iyice inlemye baslamisti ve bosalicam galiba demeye basladi bende rahat ol bosalmanin zevkini yasa dedim ve biraz daha soktum o anda farkettimki markus fiskirmaya baslamisti altimda hemde o bicim bosalmak bende dibine kadar kokledim ve deli gibi bagirta bagirda pompalamaya basladim cok gecmeden bende deli gibi icine bosaldim. yataga yikildik kaldik. bir sonraki bolumde cok daha buyuk suprizler ve daha atesli seyler var en kisa zamanda 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Lüks Villada Seks! (3) (Tahsin 38 Y., Samsun)

Hanife sakin bir sesle konuşmaya başladı: “Senle telefonda konuştuktan sonra yanıma geldi. Gene sırnaşıp ellemeye çalıştı. Beni çok beğendiğini, çok güzel olduğumu, benimle birlikte olmak istediğini söyledi. İtiraz ettiğimde (İstersem seni zorla sikerim, hiçbir şey yapamazsın bana. Benim akıl hastanesinden 46’lı raporum var. Hem çok param, geniş çevrem var. Olan senle kocana olur. Ya dediğimi yaparsın, ya da hemen bugün kovarım sizi!) dedi…” deyince, “E ne oldu peki, sen ne dedin?” diye sordum. Vücudumdaki bütün kan çekilmişti sanki. Kalbim güm güm atıyordu.

Hanife duraklayarak, “Kendimi siktirmedim elbette!” dedi. “Siktirmedin de ne oldu, söylesene be!” dedim yine kollarından sıkıca tutup sarsarak. Ağlamaklı bir sesle, “Sikini ağzıma aldım…” dediğinde öfkeyle bir tokat attım suratına. Yatağın üstüne yüz üstü düştü. Daha fazla vurmak istesem de yapamadım. Yavaşça doğrulup kalktı.

Hanife’ye, “Tamam, bitti. Toparlan gidiyoruz hemen!” dediğimde, “Nereye gidiyoruz? Gidecek bir yerimiz mi var? Evimiz mi var bizim Tahsin? Senelerdir çadırlarda, barakalarda yatıp kalktık. 3 bavul eşyamızdan başka neyimiz var? Ablamın yanına gitsek ne kadar kalacağız orada? Seninkiler desen açlıktan nefesleri kokuyor. Bizim gidecek bir yerimiz yok Tahsin, anlasana… Çaresiziz biz, yerimiz yurdumuz yok. İş bulursak çalışıyoruz, bulamazsak ne olacak? Ekmek verenimiz var mı? Zengin dayımız mı var bizim?” dedi ağlaya ağlaya.

Dediklerinin hepsi doğruydu. Karı koca ikimiz de aç ve çıplaktık. Onca yıl ırgatlık yapmış ama bir ev bile alamamıştık. Onun bunun yanında sürünüp duruyorduk. Ne olacağımız da belli değildi. Bu iş bizim için şanstı, ama böyle bir şeyle yeniden karşılaşmak çok koydu. Senelerce çalıştığımız yerlerde iş sahipleri ya da kahyaların tehditleri, baskıları bizi yıldırmıştı. Başa çıkabilmek için Hanife kendini ellemelerine izin vermişti. Şimdi gene aynı şeyle karşılaşıyorduk. Üstelik adam ellemekle yetinmeyip sikmek istiyordu Hanife’yi.

Hanife, “Ben bir yere gitmiyorum, sen gitmek istersen git!” dedi ayağa kalkıp. “Ne yani, adamın seni sikmesine izin mi vereceksin?” dediğimde, “Bu işi kaybetmemek için, değil amımı, her şeyimi veririm!” dedi. Gözleri ateş saçıyordu. İnatçı bir kadındı Hanife. Beni dinlemeyeceğini biliyordum. “Sen orospuluğa meraklısın güzelim, işi kaybetmek falan bahane!” dedikten sonra çıktım odadan.

Merdivenlerden hızla indim. Bahçeye çıkıp en uca kadar gittim. Oturdum, sırtımı bahçe duvarına dayayıp bir sigara yaktım. Sinirimden birkaç sigarayı üst üste içtim. Sakin kalmak istesem de yapamıyordum. İçki içip sarhoş olmak istedim. Ama yakınlarda içki alabileceğim bir yer yoktu. Her şeye lanet ettim.

Derken ileriden Meliha Hanımın bana doğru geldiğini gördüm. Kalktım, üstümü başımı toplarken yanıma geldi. Aynı kıyafetleri vardı üstünde. “Baktım ama ön tarafta yoktun. Bir şey mi oldu, bir şeye mi kızdın?” diye sorunca, “Yok, Hanife ile tartıştık biraz…” dedim. Gülerek, “Olur evliliklerde, boş ver üzülme!” dedi. Bana doğru birkaç adım daha atıp, “Giymemişsin gömleği?” dedi gülümseyerek. Yaşadıklarımın arasında gömleği çoktan unutmuştum. “Çalışırken kirlenmesin diye giymedim…” dedim yalandan. “Olsun, kirlensin, yenisini alırız. Senden daha mı kıymetli!” dedi nazikçe. Kocası karımı sikmek istiyor kendisi de bana yazılıyordu. Garip bir durumdu bu. Kocasının niyetinden haberi var mıydı acaba?

“Şimdi ne yapacaksın?” diye sordu. “Şu otlar büyümüş, biraz onları temizleyeyim…” dediğimde, “İyi olur. Ama acelesi var mı? Sonra yapsan olmaz mı?” dedi. Kadının imalı bakışları vardı. Bu bakışları ve ses tonuyla bir şeyler anlatmaya çalışıyordu sanki. Benden bir adım atmamı bekliyordu. Ama cesaret edemiyordum. Meliha Hanım benden daha cesur çıktı. “Şöyle gelsene!” diyerek villanın arka tarafındaki kısma doğru yürüdü. Küçük deponun önüne kadar gitti, ben de peşinden gidiyordum.

Deponun kapısı açıktı, içeriye göz gezdirdikten sonra, “Gel!” dedi eliyle işaret ederek. Heyecanlandığım zamanlarda olduğu gibi kalbim güm güm atmaya başladı. Yanına gittiğimde içeri girdi. Öylece durduğumu görünce, “Girsene, ne bekliyorsun?” dedi elini uzatıp. İçeri girdim. Malzemelerin bir kısmı bahçede olduğundan içerisi boş kalmıştı. Kapıdan ve pencere boşluğundan vuran ışığın etkisiyle loş bir aydınlık vardı depoda.

Ellerimi tutup yanağımdan öptü yavaşça. “Senden hoşlandığımı görmüyor musun?” dedi fısıltıyla. Ne yapacağımı, söyleyeceğimi bilemedim. Meliha Hanım yeniden yanağımı öptükten sonra, “Kocan görürse ne olacak?” dedim. “Yatıyor o şimdi, görmez. Evden dışarı çıktığı yok zaten, korkma!” dedi sakince. Gene yanağıma öpücük kondururken, “Öyle durma, yoksa benden hoşlanmadın mı?” dedi. “Şey, hoşlandım, ama ne bileyim. Yani senin gibi bir kadının benimle ne işi olur ki?” dedim.

Sözlerim pek hoşuna gitmedi. “Neyim varmış benim?” dedi, alınmış gibiydi. “Kapalı, namazında niyazında evli bir kadınsın. Kocanı aldatmış oluyorsun. Şu an benimle burada olman bile günah değil mi?” dediğimde sinirlenip, “Sen de amma korkak çıktın!” dedi öfkeyle. Kapıdan çıkacağı anda bileğinden yakaladım sıkıca ve kendime çektim. Belinden tutup, pembe, etli dudaklarına yumuldum hemen. Meliha Hanım önce tepki gösterir gibi kendini geri çekmeye çalıştı, ama sonra uzun zamandır böyle bir anı bekliyormuş gibi ellerini sırtıma atıp sarıldı sıkı sıkı. Öpmelerime aynı şekilde karşılık verirken gözlerini kapatmış ufaktan inliyordu.

Öpüşmemizin ardından, “Çok zamanımız yok, şu kapıyı kapat hadi!” dedi. Demir kapıyı yavaşça kapattım. Duvarın tavanla birleştiği yerde pencere boşluğu vardı, oradan küçük bir ışık huzmesi giriyordu içeriye. Deponun lambası yoktu. Oradan giren ışıkla yetinmek durumundaydık, ama saniyeler içinde gözlerimiz karanlığa alıştı.

Siyah bol pardesüsünün altına soktu ellerini. Beyaz külotunu sıyırıp çıkardı ayaklarından. Sırtını benden yana döndü. Salondaki şömine için üzerinde odun kırılan büyük ağaç kütüğüne koydu ellerini ve domaldı. Arkasında duruyordum. “Hadisene, ne bekliyorsun?” dedi acelesi varmış gibi. Pardesüsünü altındaki eteğiyle birlikte sıyırdım beline. Yarı karanlık yarı aydınlık deponun içini Meliha Hanımın bembeyaz kalçaları ve götü bir fener gibi aydınlattı. Karımdan uzun ve yapılıydı, vücudu da dolgundu.

Daha depoya girdiğimiz andan itibaren sertleşmeye başlayan yarağım bu manzara karşısında demir gibi oldu. Hızlıca kot pantolonumu ve külotumu çıkardım ayaklarımdan. Sertleşen yarağımı tükürükleyip Meliha Hanımın göt yarığına sürttüm. O an boşalacak gibi oldum. Karım hayatımdaki ilk ve tek kadın olmuştu, evlendiğimde bakir bir erkektim. Sonrasında da başka bir kadınla ilişkim olmamıştı. Ama şimdi Meliha Hanım hemen önümde domalmış haldeydi.

Amını bulmaya çalıştım kısa bir süre. Meliha Hanım da götünü sağa sola oynatıp bacaklarını biraz daha ayırdı iki yana. Sonunda amının dudaklarını yarağımın kafasında hissettim. Derin bir iç geçirdim, dudaklarımı ısırdım. Karımınkinden sonra ilk defa bir am sikecektim. Yarağım yavaş yavaş girdi içine. Amı derin ve sımsıcaktı, ilginç şekilde kaygan ve ıslaktı. Meliha Hanım kendini çoktan sikişmeye hazırlamıştı anlaşılan. Yarağım dibine kadar girdi içine. Gözlerimi kapadığımda Meliha Hanımın derinlerden gelen fısıltılı inlemesi benimkine eşlik etti.

Amında yavaşça çalışmaya başladım. Göt yanaklarından tutuyordum sıkıca. Pardesü ve eteğini biraz daha sıyırdım yukarı. Yarağım her seferinde daha da derinlere giriyor, amının içinde kayboluyordu sanki. Hızlanmaya başladığımda Meliha Hanımdan ufak ufak iniltiler çıkmaya başlamıştı. Başını sağa sola oynatıp bana bakmaya çalışıyordu sanki. Kaygan amı yarağımı kolayca içine alıyordu. Meliha Hanım da tıpkı karım gibi çocuk doğurmamıştı. Amı dardı. Yarağım amının etten duvarlarına sürtünüyordu, ikimiz de çok zevk alıyorduk.

Daha da hızlanıp pompalamaya başladım. Karımla sikiştiğim zamanlardaki gibi güçlü ve yoğun ‘Şop şop şop!’ sesleri küçük deponun içinde ses patlamaları yaratmaya başlamıştı bu sırada. Meliha Hanım ellerini dayadığı ağaç kütüğünden sıkıca tutunuyordu. Bu pozisyonda başı aşağıda kaldığı için zaman zaman rahatsız olup yukarı kaldırıyordu başını. İkimiz de inliyorduk. İlk defa karımınkinden farklı bir am sikiyordum. Harika bir duyguydu bu.

Karımla sikişirken kendimi kontrol edebiliyordum, ama Meliha Hanımın amında çalışırken zorlanıyordum bunu yapmakta. O nedenle boşalacak gibi olduğumda geri çektim kendimi, amından çıktım. Meliha Hanım hemen, “Niye çıktın, boşaldın mı?” diye sorunca, “Yok, kendimi tutmak için çıktım!” dedim. Heyecandan nefes nefese kalmıştım. Kalbim kim bilir dakikada kaç atıyordu o sırada. Meliha Hanım da doğruldu bu sırada. “Benim de başım ağrıdı böyle!” dedi.

Uzun beyaz yüzü terlemiş gibiydi. Bu kez de sağ ayağını ağaç kütüğünün üstüne koyup ellerini duvara koydu. Arkasına geçtim. Pardesü ve eteği engel oluyordu, “Şunları çıkartsana!” dediğimde, “Yap böyle, bir şey olmaz!” dedi. Pardesü ve eteğini kaldırdım. Sol ayağı yerde sağ ayağı kütüğün üstündeydi. Amını bu şekilde sunuyordu şimdi de. Yarağımı soktum alta doğru, duvardaki sağ elini alta atıp yarağımı kavradı. Amına sokmama yardımcı oldu. Yarağım yeniden amına girdiğinde elini duvara dayadı tekrar. Bu şekilde sikmeye başladım. Daha güçlü pompalıyordum.

Kocası karımı sikmek istemiş, bunu yapamamışsa da yarağını ağzına vermişti. Şimdiyse ben onun karısını küçük deponun içinde sikiyordum. Ne tarafından bakılsa garip bir durumdu, ama fazlasıyla zevkliydi. Meliha Hanım az önceki gibi inlemeye başlamıştı. Bir rüyada mıyım diye kendi kendime sordum, ama gerçekti her şeyiyle. Meliha Hanımın yanan amcığı yarağımı içine alıyordu boydan boya. Boşalmaya adım adım yaklaşıyordum.

Her şey iyi gidiyordu, ama birden deponun kapısı açıldığında ikimiz de neye uğradığımızı şaşırdık. Numan Bey karşımızda duruyordu. Meliha Hanım, “Numan!” diye küçük bir çığlık atarken ben çıkardım yarağımı amından. Numan Bey kapıyı tutmaya devam ediyordu, içeri girmek gibi bir niyeti yoktu. Anlamsız, garip bir şekilde hem bana hem karısına bakıyordu. Yarağım önümde sallanıp duruyordu. Meliha Hanım çoktan doğrulmuş, toparlanmıştı.

Sonunda Numan Bey, “Çık dışarı!” dedi karısına. Meliha Hanım yerde duran beyaz külotunu giymeden kıvırıp pardesünün cebine attı. Depodan çıkınca Numan Bey kapıyı sertçe kapattı. İçerde tek başıma kalmış, olayın şoku içindeydim. Adam karısını sikerken basmıştı beni, ama tek kelime etmemişti. Karısına bile sadece, “Çık dışarı!” demişti. Numan Bey gerçekten 46’lı biriydi anlaşılan, normal biri değildi.

Giyinip dışarı çıktım. Yarağım olayın şokuyla sönmüş, nerdeyse içe kaçmıştı. Ancak o noktaya geldikten sonra boşalmamak taşaklarımı ağrıttı. Bahçe kapısından mutfağa girdim. Hanife yemek hazırlıyordu. “Ne oldu, neyin var?” diye sordu. Olaydan haberi yoktu demek ki. “Neredeler?” diye sorduğumda, “Ne bileyim, şöyle şu taraftan geçip gittiler az önce!” dedi bahçeyi göstererek. Yavaş adımlarla yukarı çıktım. Yatak odalarının kapıları kapalıydı. İçerden fısıltılı konuşmalar geliyordu sadece. Nasıl bir yere gelmiştik böyle. Anlayamıyordum.

Yukarıya çıkıp banyoya girdim. Bir an önce boşalmam gerekiyordu. Soyunup 31 çekmeye başladım. Meliha Hanımı düşünerek boşalmam uzun sürmedi, hatta yarağım bile tam sertleşmemişti. Onun amına akması gereken döllerim giderden akıp gitti. Suyu açıp yıkandım, kurulanıp giyindim. Allak bullak bir haldeydim. Boşalmak bile üstümdeki gerginliği azaltmamıştı.

Kapıyı açtığımda karımı karşımda buldum. “Ne oldu be, neyin var?” dedi yine. “Yok bir şeyim, banyo yaptım, ne oldu?” dedim heyecanla. Karım başındaki siyah türbanının uçlarını çekiştirip, “Şey, Numan Bey seninle konuşmak istiyormuş!” dediğinde şaşırdım. “Niye, ne oldu?” dedim. “Ben ne bileyim, in aşağı konuş, yatak odasında seni bekliyormuş!” dedi. “Meliha Hanım nerde peki?” diye sorunca, “Kocasının yanında, nerde olacak!” dedi kızmış gibi.

Kendisi aşağı inerken bir süre daha orada kaldım. Derin derin birkaç nefes alıp indim basamakları. Yatak odasının kapısı kapalıydı. Ne olacaktı içerde? Adam beni çekip vuracak mıydı, yoksa siktirin gidin mi diyecekti? Meliha Hanımın yüzü nasıldı acaba? O neler hissediyordu?

Ne olacaksa olsun diyerek bildiğim birkaç duayı okuduktan sonra kapıya tıklayıp içeri girdim…

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Maalesef buradaki ve diğer hikaye sitelerindeki hikayelerin kalitesi oldukça düşmeye başladı.. Kaliteyi yükseltmeye çalışıyorum.. Ama tek başıma yetmiyor..:).. Şaka bir yana, gerçekten ortamdaki kalitesiz, kısa ve boş hikayeler nedeniyle sanırım bir sonraki hikayem, yani 5. hikayem son hikayem olacak ve başka yazmayacağım. Kaliteli yapımlar gelirse belki gözden geçirebilirim bu düşüncemi..

Neyse…

En baştan söylemeliyim ki, serinin en ateşli hikayeleri bu 4. Ve 5. Hikayeler olacak.. ?

Önceki hikayeden devam..

Artık herşey ayarlanmış, otobüs biletimi almıştım. Bir çocuk gibiydim ve içim içime sığmıyordu. Ama bir yandan da ya bir sorun olursa, ya beni beğenmezlerse, ya onlar beklediğim gibi olmazsa ya da yaşayacaklarımız hayal ettiğim gibi olmazsa diye kendi kendime kuruyordum. Gerçi resimlerimizi paylaşmıştık. Hem çıplak hem de yüz fotograflarımızı ama yine de bir ilk yaşayacak olmak beni böyle bir ruh haline sokmuştu. En iyisi çok umutlanmamak çokta negatif düşünmemek deyip bunları fazla düşünmemeye karar verdim. Sonuçta dünyanın sonu değildi. Öyle ya da böyle aynı gün, ya da ertesi gün sevişip ya da sevişmeyip eve dönecektim. Bir gün önceden gereksiz tüylerimi tüy dökücü ya da jiletle almıştım. Yola çıkacağım günün sabahında da kendime 3-4 defa yoğun lavman yapmıştım ki bir sıkıntı olmasın.
Yola çıktım. Yaklaşık 5-6 saatlik bir yoldan sonra otogara yaklaşırken Murat’ı aradım. Geldiğimde otogardaydı. Arabasının yerini tarif etmişti ve arabasına bulduğunda onu gördüm. Dışarıda beni bekliyordu.. Birbirini uzun süredir tanıyan dostlar gibi kucaklaştık. Arabasına atlayıp eve doğru yola çıktık. Yolda havadan sudan biraz sohbet ettik. Sonra eve vardık. Eve vardığımızda Lale bizi karşıladığında resmen dibim düştü diyebilirim. Fotograflarından çok daha çekiciydi. Onunla da sıcak bir kucaklaşma ve öpüşmeden sonra içeri geçtik, bana yorgunluk kahvesi yaptılar ve kahvelerimizi içerken sohbet etmeye başladık.
Herkes biribirine ısınmış ve samimi ve içten bir sohber oluyordu. Güzel başladığına sevinmiştim. Sonuçta birbirimizi tanıdığımız ve tercihlerimizi bildiğimiz için de konu rahatça cinselliğe kayabiliyordu.
Yaklaşık 4-5 yıldır swing yaptıklarını, evliliklerindeki seksin monotonlaşmaya başlamasından sonra bu hayatı denemeye karar verdiklerini söylediler. Ama ilk zamanlar kolay olmamış. Bu konuyu ilk Murat düşünmüş ve Lale’yle bu konuyu ilk konuştuğunda Lale, Murat benim dışındaki birini nasıl arzular diye düşünerek günlerce ağlamış. Fakat sonrasında o da evliliklerindeki monotonluğu kaldırmak için bunu bir oyun olarak kabul edip denemeye karar vermişler. Eğer bu denemeden ikisinden birisi hoşlanmazsa bu defteri kapatırız demişler. Ama ilk deneyimleri güzel geçmiş ve devam etmişler. Lale ise çok ilginç bir şekilde bu deneyimler arttıkça kendi biseksüelliğini keşfetmiş. Ve kendisi gibi biseksüel kadınlara rastladığında bunu yaşamış doya doya. Zaten daha önce aralarında tek bayan aldıkları da olmuştu. Ve bu bayanlar genelde biseksüeldi ve hem Lale hem de Murat bu kadınlarla hoş deneyimler yaşamıştı. Ben ilk tek erkektim. Ve aynı zamanda ilk biseksüel erkektim. Bu yüzden bizim deneyimimiz biraz faklı olacaktı. Erkek erkeğe biseksüel ve aynı zamanda da Lale ile normal iki erkek gibi grup deneyimi yaşayacaktık. Eş değiştirdikleri çiftlerde hiç bir zaman erkekler birbiriyle bir deneyim yaşamamıştı. Belki de biseksüel erkeklerin bulunduğu bir çifte rast gelmediler. Ya da bununla ilgili başlangıcı benim gibi bir tek erkekle yaşamak istediler. Bilemiyorum. Bir seferinde 4 çift olmuşlar evde. Yani tam bir orgy yaşamışlar. Sohbet havasında olduğumuz için detaya çok fazla giremedim ve soramadım. Daha enterasanı, burası Istanbul dışında ve nispeten insanların birbirini tanıdığı ve ufak bir yer olmasına rağmen hem komşuları hem de aile dostları olan bir çiftle içkili bir akşam sofrasında swing yaptıklarını paylaşmışlar. Biliyorum inanması zor geliyor, ben de hala inanamıyorum ama bu çiftte swing yaptıklarını itiraf etmiş ve kendi aralarında da swing yapmışlar. Ve hatta benim geldiğim o gece de çocukları o çifte bırakmışlardı. Belki de bana uydurdukları bir hikayedir diyeceğim ama neden uydursunlar, bana yalan borçları yoktu sonuçta.?..

Sohbetimiz böyle devam ederken Lale, ikimize dönerek “ben ikinizde de biraz gerginlik ve heyecan görüyorum. Ama rahat olun, ben sizi zaten rahatlatıp havaya sokarım” dedi. Güldük.. Sen olmasan tadı çıkmazdı zaten dedim. Sonra da Murat “Erdemcim bu nasıl bir şey biliyor musun, hani 4 arkadaş toplanıp okey oynarsın ya, eğlenirsin, güzel vakit geçirirsin ve sonrasında da herkes evine döner, bu yaşayacağımız şeyde aşağı yukarı böyle. Maksat eğlenmek. Daha fazla bir anlam yüklemeye gerek yok, sadece eğleneceğiz ve sonra da hayatımıza devam edeceğiz. Bizim swing ilişkilerde yaşadığımız ve hissettiğimiz sadece bu. Ve bu eğlence, güzel tatlar hayatımıza renk ve anlam kattığı için bu yaşam tarzına devam ediiyoruz” dedi. Bu söyledikleri benim yabancı olduğum swing kültürünü anlamama yardımcı oldu. Gerçekten bu söylediği cümleyi sizlerinde iyi anlamasını rica ediyorum. Aslında tüm swing olayını, mantığını ve felsefesini özetliyordu Murat’ın bu sözleri..

Akşam sat 7 falan olmuştu. Ben herşeyi onların kontrolüne bırakmıştım. Zaten tecrübesizdim, şunu yapalım hadi falan gibi yaklaşamıyordum. Hadi dışarıda bir yemek yiyelim, biraz da içeriz sonra eve döneriz dediler. Toparlandık ve çıktık. Hem içkili hem de canlı müzik olan hem de güzel şeyler yiyebileceğimiz bir restorana geldik. İlginci ufak bir yer olduğu için çoğu insan birbirini tanıyor ve Murat ve Lale birçok insana selam verip duruyordu. Murat Lale’ye ve bana, “sorarlarsa Murat senin halanın oğlu” deyip göz kırptı.. Neyse yedik içtik, canlı müzik slow’a döndüğünde Lale ve Murat dansetti bir süre. Ben çok içmedim, çünkü alkol benim libidomu düşürüyor. Akşam boyunca sadece yavaş yavaş bir kadeh rakı içtim. Onlarsa 3-4 kadeh içmişti.

Lale, ben fazla konuşmadığımdan bana şakayla karışık takılıyordu. Ben de “benim dilim evde açılır, merak etmeyin, hünerlerimi görürsünüz” dedim. Güldük. Gerçekten de o zamanlar biraz utangaç bir yapım olduğundan ve olacakları merak ettiğimden fazla konuşamıyordum. Haklıydı. Artık böyle değilim gerçi. Böyle durumlarda o utangaç havayı çok çabuk bir şekilde dağıtıp kendi asıl eğlenceli ve hoşsohbet halime geçiş yapabiliyorum.

Neyse sonra toparlandık ve eve doğru yola çıktık. Kimseden olumsuz bir şey çıkmadığı için ben heralde birşeyler yaşarız diye düşünüyordum. Ama çok fazla da heyecanlı değildim o an açıkçası. Belki bir kadeh içki rahatlatmıştı beni belki de yaşayacaklarımz bana da olağan gelmeye başlamıştı.

Eve geçtik. İçerisini biraz serin buldum. “Biraz ısıtabilir miyiz odayı” dedim. Biraz ısınması benim için yeterliydi. Murat bunun üzerine şömineye bir kaç tahta parçası ve odun koyarak yaktı.

Oturduk, Lale duş alıp almak istemediğimi sordu. Ben de zaten bunun için izin isteyecektim. Havlu alıp duşa girdim. Sadece vücudumu yıkayıp üstüme de sadece bir bokser ve tişört giyip çıktım. Lale ve Murat salonda oturuyordu. Ben “ben birkaç güzel film getirdim” diye göz kırptım. “Travesti severseniz bizim durumumuza uygun” dedim. Onlarda koy bakalım dediler. VCD’ye filmi koyduk ve benim sevdiğim bir bölümü başlattık. Filmi seyrederken bir yandan da yorumlar yapıyor ve travestiler, gayler, biseksler ve lezbiyenlerle ilgili konuşuyorduk.

Oda ısınmaya başlamıştı. Hepimizin elinde birer sigara vardı. Murat ve Lale yanyana çekyatta bense bir yandaki koltuktaydım. Lale izin isteyerek çıktı. Biz Murat’la bir süre filmi izledik. Murat’ın tahrik olmaya başladığını görüyordum. Az sonra Lale harika kırmızı bir babydol’le çıka geldi ve Murat’ın yanına oturdu. Murat “karıcım istersen misafirimize yer açalım” diyerek bana göz kırptı ve Lale’yi biraz daha yana çekti. Ben de kalkıp yanlarına oturdum. Lale şimdi ikimizin ortasındaydı. Hafiften öpüşüyorlardı ve Murat Lale’nin bacaklarını okşamaya başladı. Ben de diğer taraftan hafif hafif okşamaya başladım Lale’yi bacaklarından. Sonra Lale doğruldu ve babydol’ü attı üzerinden arkası dönüktü ve kırmızı bir string ve sütyeniyle kaldı. Harika bir götü vardı Lale’nin.. Sonra tekrar aramıza yattı ve Murat’la birlikte Lale’yi okşamaya ve öpmeye başladık. Lale tekrar ayağa kalktı ve bu sefer sütyenini çözdü. Ve tekrar aramıza yattığında Lale’nin küçük ama avuca sığan uçları ağızdan taşacak büyükleteki göğüsleri gözlerimizin önüne geldi. Murat sol ben sağ göğsünü okşamaya başladık. Ve sonra eğilip dudaklarımı Lale’nin göğüslerinde gezdirip, sonunda o tatlı ve harika uçlarını emmye başladım. Sertleşmeye başlayan uçlarını ağzımın içinde aynı anda dillemeye başladım. Aynı anda Murat’ında aynısını yapmaya başladığını gördüm. Lale daha sonra, bir göğsünde Murat’ın ve bir göğsünde de benim dudaklarımı hissetmenin çok tahrik edici olduğunu söylemişti. Lale kendinden geçmeye ve inlemeye başlamıştı.

Ortam artık iyice ateşlenmiş ve buram buram seks kokmaya başlamıştı. Bir ara Murat’la ikimiz durduk bir an göz göze geldik ve hipnotize edilmiş gibi dudaklarımız birbirine yaklaştı ve çok kısa bir süre opüştük. Buna aslında pek hazır değildim. Ama o an pek rahatsız olmadım. Zaten kısa kesip tekrar Lale’nin göğüs uçlarını emmeye devam ettik. Bir yandan lalenin tüm vücudunu okşuyor, ara ara Lale ile sırayla öpüşüyorduk. Lale’nin benimle öpüşmeyebileceğini düşünmüştüm ama yanılmışım. Büyük bir zevkle ve ihtirasla öpüştük ve dillerimiz de birbirini keşfetti öpüşürken. Lale bir anda Murat’a dönüp “Yala, yalaaa” diye neredeyse bağırmaya başladı. Murat bunun üzerine Lale’nin stringini hızlıca çıkarttı ve Lale’nin tamamen tüysüz ve pürüzsüz ve tatlı ve pembe amı gözümüzün önüne serildi. Murat zaman kaybetmeden Lale’nin amına yapışarak emmeye ve yalamaya başladı. Ben deLale’nin göğüslerini emmeye ve okşamaya devam ettim. Sonra Lale doğruldu, ve üstümdeki tişörtü çıkarıp attı. Murat’ta aynı anda adeta saldırır gibi altımdaki bokser’ı çıkartıp attı. Bir anda bende çırıl çıplak kaldım karşılarında. Ve elbette dimdiktim. Lale çölde susuz kalmışçasına sikimi tutup ağzına aldı ve başını indirip kaldırmaya başladı. Murat hemen yanındaydı. Lale deyim yerindeyse hırsını aldıktan sonra sikimi tutup Murat’a doğru çevirdi ve istermisin dercesine gözlerinin içine baktı. Murat’ta Lale’den farksız bir şekilde sikimi doğrudan ağzına alıp hızlıca sokup çıkarmaya başladı. Ve bunu sırayla bir süre daha devam ettirdiler. Gözlerimin önünde güzel ve ateşli karı koca, sırayla sikimi paylaşıyorlardı. O güne özel hazırlık yaptığım için bir hafta boşalmamıştım. Neyseki o anki durumum iyiydi. Harika şeyler yaşıyordum ama boşalmaktan uzaktım o anda.. Sonra Lale çok sevdiğim şekilde taşaklarımı yalamaya ve ağzına sokup emmeye başladı. Murat’ta aynı anda sikimi yalıyordu.

Sonra Lale eşinden sikimi devraldı ve yalamaya devam ederken Murat’ta soyunmaya başladı. O da üzerindeki bokser ve tişörtü attıktan sonra bizim gibi çırılçıplak kaldı. Ve bana doğru yöneldi. Doğrusu Murat’ın o iri bedenine göre sikinin daha büyük olacağını düşünmüştüm ama benimkine yakın bir şeydi. Benimki 16’ysa o da 15.5 falandı. Bunun çok bir önemi yoktu zaten. Benim için ilk deneyimim de ne büyük ne de küçük birşey olması önemliydi. Murat’ın siki de o büyüklükteydi zaten. Sonra Murat sikini ağzıma doğru yaklaştırdı ve boğuk bir sesle “senin ağzın boş kaldı ama” dedi. Ben de “doldur o zaman” deyip ağzımı açtığımda Murat ağzıma verdi. Ben de büyük bir zevkle Murat’ın sikini emmeye yalamaya başladım. Çok büyük olmadığından neredeyse köküne kadar ağzıma alabilmem onu inletiyordu. Sonra çıkarıp benimkinden biraz daha iri olan taşaklarını yalamaya ve emmeye başladım. Hem taşaklarımın emilmesini hem de temiz ve pürüzsüz taşakları emmeyi benim kadar seven kimse var mıdır bilmiyorum. Bir süre o pozisyonda devam ettikten sonra, Murat geri çekildi ve Lale’yi kucağına alarak içine girdi.

Karşımda karı koca kucak kucağa sikişiyorlardı. Ben de önden Lale’nin göğüslerini yalamaya okşamaya başladım. Ve dilimle aşağıya doğru kayarak o muhteşem göbek deliğinde biraz oyalandıktan sonra, klitorisinden başlıyarak tatlı amını yalamaya başladım. İç dudaklarına geldiğimde dilim hep Lale’nin amına hem de Murat’ın sikine deyiyor değişik tatlar keşfediyordu. Biraz daha kayıp Murat’ın sikini dilledim ve yaladım, sonra tekrar yukarı çıkıp Lale’nin amını ve klitorisini, derken, biraz daha cesur olup, Murat’ın sikini tutup Lale’nin amından çıkardım ve yalamaya başladım. Lale’nin suları ve Murat’ın sikinin tadını alıyordum şimdi. Harikaydı. Rüyada gibiydim. Sonra tekrar Murat’ın sikini tutup Lale’nin amına soktum ve Lale tekrar Murat’ın kucağında zıplamaya başladı. Bu şekilde bu yolculuğu birkaç defa tekrar ettikten sonra Murat’ın siki ağzımdayken Lale’nin doğrulduğunu ve arkama doğru geçtiğini farkettim.

Bunu sanırım daha önceden anlaşarak yaptılar ya da o anda karar verdiler bilmiyorum. Murat’ın sikini yalarken hafif domalmış pozisyondaydım ve Lale’nin arkamdan götüme doğru yaklaştığını hissettim ve deliğime doğru parmağının dokunuşunu. Daha rahat erişmesi için ona iyice domaldım ve Lale hiç beklemediğim bir şekilde diliyle deliğimi yalamaya başladı. Bu hissi biliyordum. Ama Lale’nin, bu güzel kadının bunu ilk tanıştığımız geceden bana yapabileceğini beklemiyordum. İrkildim ve inleyerek kendimi bu güzel zevke bıraktım. Lale, sonra benim daha önce ortada bıraktığım kaydırıcı jeli alıp deliğime sürmeye başladı.. Ve orta parmağını yavaşça deliğime bastırmaya başladı. Hafif hafif göt deliğimi parmağıyla ovalıyor ve gevşetiyordu. Deliğim biraz gevşeyince hafiften parmağını bastırmaya başladı ve gevşeyen deliğim fazla bir direnç göstermeden Lale’nin parmağını içeriye aldı. Lale şimdi parmağını hafiçe ileri geri itip çekiyordu. O anda Murat başımı sikinden kaldırdı ve o da doğrularak arkama geçti.

Az önce gözlerimin önünde sırayla sikimi ağzıma alan karı koca şimdi de götümün önündelerdi. Az önce kölelerim gibi sikimi sırayla ağızlarına alıyorlarken şimdi ben onlarında önünde köle gibi domalmış olacakları bekliyordum. Hiç konuşmuyor, sanki hislerimizle anlaşıyorduk. Murat’a kondom takıcaksım değil mi dediğimde, “biz kondom kullanmayız ki” dedi. Bir an kala kaldım.. O noktada dönüş yoktu.. Sadece, “içime boşalma sakın” diyebildim. Olayı Lale’nin izlemesi , karı kocanın arkamda götümün ilk sikilmesine hazırlık yapması bugün bile bunları düşündüğümde bu satırları yazdığımda beni tahrik eden bir şey. Şu an bu satırları yazarken de semsert olduğumu söylememe gerek var mı bilmiyorum. “Peki” dedi Murat. “Merak etme ve rahat ol”. O an herşeye hazırdım. Onlarda bunun farkındaydı ve bu ilkimin özel ve güzel olması için çalışıyorlardı. Lale’nin bunu izlemesi ise ortamı sadece daha fazla ateşlendiriyordu. Lale götüme sokup çıkardığı parmağını çekti.. Ve.. Arkamda deliğimin üstünde yumuşaklık ve sertlik arası birşey hissettim. Bu Murat’ın sikinin başıydı.. O an kalbim heyecandan yüksek ritimde atıyor ve Murat’ın deliğime sokmasını büyük bir heyecanla ve arzuyla bekliyordum. Lale’nin çok güzel gevşettiği deliğim Murat’ın sikini içine almak için artık hazırdı. Murat hafif hafif bastırıp çekmeler yaparak, sikiyle deliğimi daha da gevşetiyordu. İyice gevşedikten sonra itip çekme hareketleri iki ileri bir geri hareketlerine dönüştü ve artık sikinin başı deliğimi iyice gevşetmişti ve her an Murat’ın sikini içime alabileceğimi hissediyordum.

Derken.. Belli belirsiz bir acıyla Murat’ın sikinin başı deliğime girdi. Acı çok ama çok hafif ve o anlıktı. Neredeyse yoktu desem yeri. O anda hissettiğim his, evet nihayet.. Götümün deliğinden içeri bir sik girdi ve büyük zevk alıyorum. O anda aldığım his daha önce içime aldığım, mum, roll on şişesi, patlıcan v.s. aldığım hiç bir hisse benzemiyordu. Murat hafif bir ileri geri hareketi daha yaptıktan sonra sikinin kalan kısmını da yavaşça götüme soktu ve dibine geldi. Kasıkları götüme değdiğinde bunu hissettim. “Ohh.. Çok güzel.. Harikaaa” sözleri ağzımdan döküldü.. Bir süre öyle kaldık.

Ben zevkten zaman zaman inliyordum. Sonra hafifçe sikinin yarısını sokup çıkarmaya başladı. Çok yavaş. O anda Lale arkamdan çıktı ve altıma ters yatarak sikimi ve taşaklarımı yalamaya başladı. Ben de o posizyonda eğilip harika ve tatlı amını dillemeye yalamaya başladım. Lale’nin bacaklarını biraz daha kaldırıp, dizlerini göğsüne doğru hafifçe bastırıp arka deliğine ulaştım. Lale’nin her şeyi gibi arka deliği de harika bir güzellikteydi. Tüysüz, tertemiz ve yala beni der gibi bakıyordu ve bir yandan Murat arkamda hafif hafif gidip gelirken diğer yandan da ben Lale’nin o tatlı arka deliğine yumuldum. Yalamaya emmeye başladım. Dudaklarımı yapıştırıp göt deliğini vücudundan çekip kopartmak istercesine emip emip bırakıyordum. Aynı anda da farkına sonradan vardığım şekilde, Murat’ın biraz daha hızlanmasını istercesine götümü Murat’ın kasıklarına doğru itip çekmeye, gidip gelmesine eşlik etmeye başladım. Murat artık sikini boylu boyunca götüme sokup çıkarıyor ve kasıkları artık götüme biraz daha sert vuruyor ve ses çıkartmaya başlıyordu. Bir anda “durun geliyorum!” dedim. O anda sikime dokunmadan boşalacağımı hissettim. Ama bir yandan bu an hiç bitmesin istiyordum. O anda Lale de ağzını sikimden çekip göğüslerini sikimin altına getirip benim spermlerimi beklemeye başladı. Fakat kendimi tuttum. Belki bıraksaydım boşalabilirdim. Daha yaşanacak çok şey var diye düşündüm.

Götümü Murat’ın sikinden çektim ve Murat’a çekyatı işaret ederek “Şuraya oturur musun” dedim. Murat hemen oturdu ve ben sırtım Murat’a dönük şekilde elimle sikini deliğime ayarlayarak Murat’ın sikine oturmaya başladım.. Zaten gevşemiş olan deliğim hemen siki içine aldı ve kendimi Murat’ın kucağına bıraktım. Bu çok faklı ve hoş bir histi. Murat’ın kucağının sıcaklığını götümde hissediyordum. Siki tamamen götümde idi ve Murat göbeğimi ve sırtımı okşuyordu. O anda kendimi çok dişi ve Murat’a ait hissediyordum ve bu beni müthiş tahrik ediyordu. Heralde kadın olmak böyle bir şey. Ait olmaktan, bedenini sunmaktan, kendini vermekten tahrik olmak. Erkek olmaksa bu verilenin kıymetini bilip, ona hakkını vermek ve bu sahiplikten zevk almak. Bir biseksüel olarak bu iki hisside artık çok iyi anlıyor ve hissediyordum. Yavaşça oturup kalkmaya başladım. Murat’ın siki de içime girip çıkmaya. Zevkten inliyordum. Murat’tan da zevk iniltileri geliyordu.

Lale tam sikimin önüne göğüsleri gelecek şekilde durmuş bizi izliyordu. Ve gözünün hemen önündeki bu erkek erkeğe ama içinde yine de bir dişilik erkeklik barındıran sikişmeye bakıyordu. Otrurup kalkmalarımı biraz daha hızlandırdım. Lale’yi biraz daha kendime çektim şimdi sikim Murat’ın siki götüme girip çıktıkça Lale’nin harika göğüslerine sürtüyordu. Bu sürtünmeninde etkisiyle artık doruğa doğru yol almaya başladım. “Geliyorum.. ” diye seslendim, o anda Lale göğüslerini biraz daha yapıştırdı sikime. Durdum.. Ve sikime başka bir temasta bulunmadan sikimden spermler, bir haftalıktan fazla, artık jel kıvamına gelen spermler, sikimin ucundan çıkmaya başladı. İlk bir kaç fışkırma oldukça koyu ve kısaydı. Sonrakiler biraz daha akışkan.. Toplamda en az 5 defa fışkırmışımdır sanırım. Lale sonra şöyle demişti. “O ilk spermler öyle katıydı ki kalan spermler içinden çıkamayacak diye korktum”

Elimle daha fazla boşalmak için uğraşmadım. Zaten, tavsiyemdir, boşalmaya başladığınızda bırakın sikiniz doğal bir şekilde boşalsın. Boşalırken gidip gelme yaparsanız ya da elinizle devam ederseniz, içinizden fazla sperm boşalır ve bir sonraki seansa daha geç hazır olursunuz…

Sonra kalktım. Aslında Murat için devam edebilirdim. Onun zevki yarıda kalmıştı ama bu yaşadığım ilkler ve benim için harika son biraz mola almamı gerektirdi. Zaten onlarda herhangi bir serzenişte bulunmadığı gibi tersine ben Murat’ın kucağından kalktıktan sonra birbirlerine bakıp “Harikaydı, süperdi, evet muhteşemdi” dediler ve Murat elini havaya kaldırıp Lale ile çak yaptı. Sonra da ellerine bana doğru çevirdiler ve ben de çak yaptım.:) Bu görüntü benim kadar onların da zevk aldığını gösteriyordu ve seksin arkasından çak yapmak biraz komik olsa da beni de mutlu etti.

Sonrasında odaya geldim. Onlar hala çıplaktı. Ben de havluyu çıkardım. Lale oturduğum koltuğa pufu yanaştırdı ve inik sikimi eliyle kaldırarak başının arkasına koydu ve kasıklarımla birlikte sikime yasladı başını. Hafifçe bana dönerek ve gülümseyerek “Rahatsız olmasın değil mi” diye sormayı da ihmal etmedi. “Elbette hayır” dedim. Ve bir yandan elini tutup saçlarını okşamaya başladım. Murat “Nasıldı” diye sordu. Ben de “harikaydi, ne diyebilirim.. inanılmazdı” dedim. “Yani içime aldığım diğer nesnelerle kıyaslayamam bile ,müthişti” dedim. Lale “şu halime bak, üstüm başım ter, önüm ıslak, göğüslerimde spermler” deyip bir kahkaha attı. Biraz daha sohbet ettik. Ve onlarda duşa girdi. Giyinik geldiler. Ben de havluyla önümü kapattım. Sohbet etmeye devam ettik. Eve geldiğimizde saat 11 falandı. Şimdi de 12’yi geçiyordu muhtemelen.

Devamı sonraki hikayede.. 😉

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Yapcağını biliyordumda hiç bu kadar ileri gideceğini düşünmemiştim dedi züleyha. artık olan oldu bari bu gecemize bakalım diyerek yanıma yaklaştı ve dudaklarıma yapışarak hadi sik beni erkeğim kocamın senelerdir sikemediği kadar güzel sik beni dyerek sikimi emmeye başladı ben şaşırmış kapalı kadının bukadar rahat sikimi emmesine hayret emişssemde işime geldiğinden hiç sesimi çıkarmadım ve yalamasını seyrederken oda bana bakıyordu sonra bana dönerek beni öyle bi sikki kocam am nasıl sikilir görsün. Sonra yanımda getirdiğim içk**en birkaç bardak verdim ilk başta isteme ama israr edince dayanamadı ve içti 2 bardaktan sonra sızdı. Ben ise kocasını cağırdım ve kameraya cekmek icin izin istedi oda taibki dedi. Züleyha sızmışken ben durmadan devam ettim züleyha bir yadan sayıklıyor bir yandan uyuyordu ve birkaç kere içine boşaldım. Bu sırada züleyha uyanmaya başlaıp kocasını görünce cok şaşırdı ve boynzlusun artık dedi. Ben ise 4 posta urmuştum ama o kıza daha vuracaktım. Ama gücüm kalmadı sızdığındna hiç hiçbir şey histmediğini biraz daha yapamı söyledi bende devam ettim. İçine boladığım esnana züleyha titremeye başladı ben ilk korktum kocasıda yanında gögsüleri okuyordu. Züleyha boşalıyormuş meğer boşalması tazikiyle benim sikim dışarı cıktı ve amına ağzımı getiridim cok tatlı bir am suyu vardı. Hayatımda ilkkez boşaldım dedi. Züleyhala arada görüşüyoz apartmanı beni Kardeşi sanıyor. Bu hikayede 2sini izniyle paylaştım. Hamile olup olmadığı şuan bilmiyorum

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The Tutor Ch. 03

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James arrives home after the sun has set. He steps out of his SUV and turns toward the house behind him. He sees the light on in Melanie’s bedroom. The blinds are closed. He sees a shadow near the window and watches for a second. The shadow figure leans toward the blinds and he sees Melanie peak between the blinds. He smiles and waves up at the window before turning and making his way inside his house.

It has been four days since Melanie last visited. Each day he wakes wondering if she will visit him this day. Thoughts of her have filled his thoughts every free moment he has. At work, in between calls, images of her body slip into his head, and at night, visions of her play in his mind when his head hits the pillow.

James makes himself a quick bite to eat and watches television until his eyes become heavy. He turns off the television and prepares to call it a night. Just as he starts to walk through the living room toward his bedroom, he hears a knock on the door. He walks to the front door and looks through the peep hole to see Melanie looking back and forth between her house and his front door.

James unlocks the door and opens it. Melanie quickly rushes inside, pushing the door closed behind her. He sees she is wearing a pair of pink sweatpants and a white t-shirt with a kitten on the front of it. She turns and smiles at him.

James asks her, “To what do I have the pleasure of this visit so late at night?”

Melanie continues to smile as she responds, “I wanted to see you.”

Knowing she has school early in the morning, he questions her decision. “Your parents didn’t have a problem with you coming over here so late at night? I would think they would question that.”

“They don’t know. I snuck out of my window and climbed down. I am old enough that I could have left through the front door if I wanted to, but I wanted to avoid their questions.” she answered.

Melanie takes a seat on his couch and looks him up and down. James’ eyes follow her eyes. “What did you want to see me about tonight?”

Licking her lips, Melanie answeres coyly. “You know why I am here. I was thinking about you tonight and had to see you. I want to experiment tonight.”

He sits down next to her. “We both have to get up early in the morning and it is getting late. Maybe we should do this another day.”

She shakes her head back and forth then leans into him and places her right hand on his upper thigh. Her hand starts making strokes up and down. “I don’t think I can wait. Are you saying you don’t want to have some fun with me?”

He can feel his temperature rising as her hand softly strokes his leg. “I didn’t say that.”

Melanie adjusts her body and sits on his lap, facing him. Her hands wrap around his neck. Their lips meet and she forcefully kisses him. She unbuttons the top three buttons of his dress shirt and runs her hands over his chest. Her body is revved up and wanting to enjoy the pleasures Maltepe Escort he gives her. She lets her right hand slide down past his stomach to his crotch. She softly massages him through his pants. She feels James smile as her hand strokes his growing length.

“Let’s go to your room.” She says as she slides off his lap and takes him by the hand.

James leads her to his bedroom, turning the living room light off along the way. They fumble through the darkness until they find the bed. Melanie rolls on top of him and returns to making out with him. She can feel his hips pressing against her legs that rest on the outside of his legs. She pushes her hips against him in response. Ready to get things started, she slides beside him and begins to undo his pants, sliding the pants and boxers off his legs.

A friend at school told her about a scene she saw on a porn video and Melanie wants to try it out with him. She wraps her hand around his penis and strokes it until his penis becomes hard. Her friend had told her that she needed to get his juices flowing before restricting his juices. She moves between his legs and spreads them wide. Her fingers gently massage his testicles.

“Do you like that?” she asks softly.

“Yes. That feels really good.” he replies.

“Should I grip them softer? Harder?” she inquires.

“No. How you are doing it right now is just fine.”

She continues to fondle his balls while leaning in and putting her lips around the tip of his penis. She softly sucks on his meat, bobbing her head slightly. He releases a soft moan which excites her. She continues her efforts for a minute before moving up to her knees and sitting up straight. James looks into the darkness to see what she is doing. His eyes have adjusted enough that he can faintly see her as she reaches up and pulls her hair out of her ponytail. His eyes drift down to see her hard nipples are pressing through her shirt.

Melanie lays back down between his legs and strokes his hard penis and balls for a few seconds before sliding her hair tie off her left wrist and sliding it over his ball sack. James springs up to a sitting position and looks at her with a concerned look on his face.

“What are you doing?” he asks with a worried tone in his voice.

Melanie looks up at him with a reassuring smile and says, “Lie back down. I am not going to hurt you. My friend told me about this trick and I want to try it. You will like it, I promise.”

When James falls back to his pillow, she wraps her hair tie around his balls three times as if she is putting her hair up. Her friend had told her this would restrict him from being able to come and when she released his balls, he would have a fantastic orgasm. She returns her lips and hand to his swollen penis. She bobs her head up and down the way he had previously told her he liked it. She can feel his penis growing longer and harder as she pleases Anadolu Yakası Escort him. His grunts and groans let her know he is enjoying her work.

After five minutes, Stacy rolls over next to him and gives him a quick peck on the lips. He grabs her face and pulls it back to him, passionately kissing her. She can tell he is very aroused and it pleases her. Now it is his turn to please her. She quickly undresses and straddles his body, hovering over his stomach. James raises his hands and starts to fondle her breasts. She arches her chest forward while reaching back with her right hand. She strokes him while grinding her hips against his stomach. Her clit is swollen and aching. The pressure against his stomach is turning her on even more.

“I want you to lick me and make me feel good.” she says, moving her body toward his face.

James looks up to see her vagina hovering a few inches from his mouth. He wraps his hands around her legs and takes two hands full of ass. Her hips slowly lower until her swollen lips touch his extended tongue. She moans softly when his tongue spreads her outer lips and slides slightly inside her vagina.

“Show me how to move my hips.” she says shyly.

James pushes her hips back and forth slowly as he slides his tongue up and down her folds. He feels her hips lock when his tongue comes in contact with her clit. She moans loud. He watches her reach back and begin stroking him feverishly as he continues to rock her hips over his tongue.

His hot penis feels great in her hand as she strokes him. His wet tongue is working magic on her vagina. She can feel an orgasm build in the pit of her stomach. Sweat begins to bead on her skin. She learns the rhythm and rolls her hips, grinding against his face, moaning each time the length of his tongue slides over her aching clit.

He can taste her juices begin to flow. Her juices glaze his mouth and the tip of his nose. He can feel his testicles ache as they yearn for release as she feverishly strokes him. His hips are bouncing off the bed with the rhythm of her stroking fingers.

Waves of pleasure start to flow through her body like waves crashing to the shoreline. Melanie can no longer focus on his penis, concentrating on her own pleasure. She can feel sweat running down her chest and stomach. She grinds her crotch forcefully against his face, trying to get as much pleasure as she can receive from his tongue. She leans forward and puts her hands against the wall in front of her. She feels his hands move from her hips to her breasts, squeezing them. Her moans are coming one after another.

“Oh God. Make me come. Make me come.” She exclaims between gasps of air.

She can feel her legs starting to become week. Her body begins to shudder. Her hip muscles are tiring so she pauses a few seconds and lets his tongue do the work. He buries his tongue deep inside her. Yearning for his tongue to return İstanbul Escort to her clit, she moves her hips back a few inches. His tongue swirls around her clit, sending her into convulsions. Her hips lock as her juices begin to gush onto his face.

“Yesssssss. Don’t stop! Don’t stop!”, she commands.

Her clit becomes very sensitive so she begins rocking her hips against his face once again. She can tell she is close to an orgasm. His tongue laps the insides of her labia lips connecting briefly with her aching clit as her hips roll. The next time his tongue touches her clit, her body starts to convulse. She feels a powerful orgasm wash over her body. She moans over and over as her muscles lock her into a frozen position.

“Stop! Stop!” she says gasping for air as his tongue continues to dance over her sensitive clit.

She falls backwards onto the bed and lies there gasping for air. Her arms feel like dead weight. She can hear her heavy breathing as she lies motionless, trying to regain strength. A soft smile washes over her face as she enjoys the joys of pleasure.

A few minutes later, she is able to lift her arms without them feeling like they have cement blocks on them. She reaches over and begins stroking James’ penis slowly. He grunts. Her strokes increase in speed after a few strokes. She rolls over and rests her arms between his legs. She puts her lips over his penis and begins deep throating him. She can feel his penis throb, tasting a little precum on her tongue.

His hips thrust up and down as she manipulates his swollen member. After a few minutes, he is moaning and groaning frequently. She is ready to release this testicles which she has taken hostage. She massages his testicles a few seconds with her left hand while she feverishly strokes the length of his penis with her right hand. She uses her left fingers to loosen the hair tie from his testicles. The moment she undoes the first of three strands of the hair tie, James releases a load moan that comes from deep inside his voice box.

Melanie feels his penis throb as a huge load of come spurts from his penis, landing on his chest. She continues to stroke him feverishly. She feels his body shudder as the orgasm flows through his body. His penis spurts a second time shooting more semen onto his chest and flowing over her fingers. She removes the hair tie from his ball sack. His built up semen continues to run down the base of his penis and flow over his fingers. She stops stroking him and wipes the warm semen off her fingers by running her fingers down his leg. She smiles as James lay on the bed panting with his eyes closed.

James testicles are aching and throbbing from being tied up and restricted. His penis is throbbing also from the tip all the way down to the lower base. That orgasm was one of the best he had experienced in a long time.

Melanie slides off the bed and washes her hands with soap and water in the bathroom sink then quickly dresses. She looks at the clock which reads 11:17. She is happy and satisfied with tonights visit and knows she needs to climb back up to her room quietly and get into bed.

“That was cool!” Melanie says to James before leaving the bedroom and exiting his house.

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First let me thank you all for the votes and emails. And as I’ve said before, this is not meant to be the next great novel, so if that’s what you’re looking for, I’m sorry to disappoint. I started it wanting to do a running chronicle that spans years like a soap opera, so it may never actually reach a satisfactory end for some people. With that in mind, if you haven’t read all previous chapters, I suggest you do so before proceeding.

If I haven’t already scared you off, I hope you enjoy it as much as I do writing it. All mistakes are mine. All people, places and institutions are made up, this story in no way reflects reality and any similarities to it are coincidental. Enjoy.

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Chapter 02

From what Mason could see, Cambridge was a small community that had been swallowed by its bigger neighbor Boston, yet was fighting to retain its identity. Probably a fight it would have lost long ago if not for the fact that both Harvard and MIT found their home there. He quickly determined that he didn’t want to buy a house on the Boston side of the Charles River Basin and wasn’t sure he wanted to even live in Cambridge, it was all too crowded. For now, he had taken a room at the West Keaton hotel in Cambridge, they offered dining, a gym and free Wi-Fi, so he hadn’t bothered looking further.

He’d spent a good part of the first day talking to Brigid on the phone, missing her terribly. But she seemed so excited about everything for him, that he soon felt better himself. That is, until he went down to have dinner that evening. There is something depressing about walking into a crowded dining room alone and he almost turned around. If it hadn’t been for the hostess seating him, he would have.

She was a surprise. He didn’t think she was quite five foot tall even though she had three-inch pumps on, and had the figure of a skinny boy, but there was something alluring about her, something very gypsy like and fluid in her movement. He would bet she was a natural dancer. She had jet black shoulder length hair with a blood-red lock above her right eye and tiny hands with long blood-red nails. Her eyes were practically the same dark blue as his own.

Her name tag read Cybil, and Mason grinned. “Thank God that’s not spelled with an S.” He told her, pointing at it.

She looked down, seeming surprised that he was pointing at her nonexistent chest, before catching what he had said. “Don’t let that fool you,” she shot back, “it gets pretty crowded in here sometimes.” and she tapped her head with the menu she was carrying. Mason laughed and her face lit up with a million dollar smile.

“And here I was already thinking how cute you were,” he told her, “then you smile like that and put the word to shame.” That got him a blush and a pleased but slightly puzzled look.

She led him to a table off to one side and handed him the menu after he sat. “I’ll be twenty on my birthday in ten days.” She told him with a grin. And he blushed.

“I was that obvious?” he asked sheepishly.

“Not really, in fact you’re kind of fun. But it’s basically the first thing everybody thinks when they see me.” And though she looked cheerful, Mason detected a small forlorn note hidden in her voice.

“Actually, my first thought was what you might look like in a Sailor Moon outfit.” He told her with a grin, it was almost true, it had occurred to him.

She laughed, “Maybe I’ll wear mine to work one of these nights if you’re staying long.” and with a wink she almost skipped back to her post by the door. Mason didn’t even taste his burger, he couldn’t stop watching her.

For her part, Cybil was very confused by the whole thing. She’d long ago given up on guys and settled happily into playing with girls. She understood them better and found it easy to play the butch role in most instances. After all, though she was small, she was wiry and strong, and basically lacked most of the womanly attributes, like tits and hips. Usually she got hit on by drunks from the bar and old guys that wanted a child. Both disgusted her, but this guy was young and very good looking. And he was looking at her again. Where she would usually be creeped out by all the attention, she was surprised to feel what could only be those mythical butterflies in her stomach.

Mason spent the next few of days visiting realty offices, something he soon realized that he hated. With no luck finding anything he was interested in even looking at, and more than a little pissed that most of the agents wrote him off as soon as he walked through their door. He turned and left without a word once, when the looks were too blatant. It seemed like an exercise in finding what he didn’t want. He usually ended up working it off in the gym, running miles on the treadmill and using the free weights. He really missed the heavy bag from home. He talked to Brigid for an hour or so each morning, and thought it was funny that Marcus suddenly seemed to need her help with everything. They both knew it was his way of keeping her from missing Mason, and while Mason laughed about it, Brigid was getting frazzled and hoped Anadolu Yakası Escort he’d get bored with it soon.

In the evenings he went down and flirted with Cybil. He didn’t think too much about it, just that she was the only local person he had connected with. And he really liked her personality. He learned that she was in fact attending MIT, in their computer sciences program, and was working there over the break to keep her room in a walk-up close to the campus. On his fifth night there, he learned that she did indeed have a Sailor Moon outfit. Or more accurately, a blue and white Sailor Mercury outfit, and the skirt was definitely short. She was waiting for him in the lobby when he got off the elevator.

He couldn’t help feeling like he was leering as he approached her, but she had a smile on her face. “That’s Mercury right?”

“You really do know your Sailor Moon.” She grinned, doing a little twirl that showed she had matching blue panties on. It had taken her two days to track down the outfit, finally finding the Mercury one in the cosplay section at Leathers & Feathers, a local erotic exotic shop.

“I have to give any credit for that to my friend Marcus.” Mason admitted, “he has a very eclectic taste in shows. What’s up?” he asked, trying hard to will his cock back into hibernation.

“It’s my day off, and I and some of my friends are hitting the town. I’m here to drag you along, so no excuses, you’ve been cooped up in this old place long enough.” She looked so cute standing there with her hands on her hips giving him a stern eye, that Mason burst out laughing.

“I wouldn’t think of it,” he told her,” lead the way sailor.”

She let out a girlish squeak and pranced off towards the entrance. “Come on slow poke.” She called watching his reflection in the window. Mason had already decided days before that she wasn’t above using her youthful looks to her advantage, and he liked that. She ran to an old rusty fifties era Ford pickup in the parking lot and started fumbling in her clutch for her keys. Mason eyed it for a second then grinned.

“So you drive a stick?” he asked waving at it.

“When I can afford the gas,” she replied as her hand came out with the key. “it don’t look like much, but my dad got it for me from a buddy of his, so I’d have something if I needed it.” She sounded a little defensive, but Mason couldn’t decide if she were defending the truck or her father.

“He sounds like a good man.” He decided to go with, “but why don’t we take mine and you can drive, because I’m sick of this traffic.” and handing her his keys, he walked over to the Chevelle.

Cybil walked towards it almost reverently, reaching out to stroke it like a wild beast she wasn’t really sure it was safe to touch. “Really?” she finally asked, looking up at him in disbelief. He wasn’t even done nodding and she was wrapped around him, for a split second she was hugging him with arms around his neck and legs around his waist in a death grip. As it occurred to him that he ought to be enjoying it, she was down and running around the car, giggling.

Mason was relieved to note that she handled the six speed manual well and that she seemed to be a cautious driver. He was also glad the Chevelle had bucket seats when she slid her’s so far forward he’d have had to sit sideways to keep his knees off the dash.

He normally wouldn’t have considered letting someone else drive his car, but after days of crazy traffic and the seemingly aimless road layout of the area, he just didn’t want to think about it. That morning alone, he had spent hours more or less lost, trying to find some of the more interesting properties being offered in the local paper. Only to discover that the ads were either misleading or that he didn’t like the locations. Besides, she knew where they were going. “Where are we going anyway?”

“We’re meeting my friends Ardella and Katey at Angelique’s Pizza for dinner, you’ll love it. They have the best pizza around here.” She replied as she turned towards Kendall Square. “Ardella is a few years older than us, but a lot of fun. You should ask her about housing, she knows more about that stuff than anyone else I’ve ever met. Katey is a couple of months older than me, and our resident foodie. Don’t get her started talking recipes.”

“Isn’t it kind of dangerous to meet her in a restaurant then?”

“You might have a point.” She laughed, “But never turn down a meal if she offers, the girl has serious skills in the kitchen. Unfortunately, she has a terrible track record with guys, the girl is like a scrub magnet.”

“Scrub?” Mason raised an eyebrow, “Does that mean we will have the honor of her present one?”

“No, I believe she’s between right now. But don’t be surprised if one comes sniffing around her before the nights over.” And she shook her head in resignation.

Katey turned out to be a mousey blonde, with shy green eyes. Mason found her funny but sad. She kind of percolated, getting excited and lighting up, only to look around like she had done something wrong and fold back in on herself until something Kurtköy Escort else was said that set her off again. Usually something about food. He couldn’t really judge her figure, because she swam in the clothes she had on, but he thought she would be very pretty if someone got her to open up.

She was in her second year at MIT, and was studying languages and global studies. Mason just shook his head when Cybil told him she was learning German, Russian and Portuguese all at the same time.

Ardella was something else all together. Six foot tall and model thin, she was an elegant articulate black woman. Mason couldn’t imagine a situation that she wouldn’t stand out in. She might even be a match for Allan he thought. She was twenty-seven and working towards her PhD in Building Technology, and was Cybil’s resident adviser as well as her friend. Mason was just a little intimidated by her, impressed that she already had an MBA in architecture.

Mason could tell right away that Cybil was the catalyst for this threesome, she seemed to orchestrate the evening’s conversations, drawing Katey out of her shell and doing little mischievous things that Mason barely noticed, but made Ardella swat at her and kept her grinning. It was fun to watch but Mason wondered if he would ever be privileged to the inside jokes the two obviously shared.

They all three dug into the pizza when it came, moaning like it was ambrosia, Katey even came alive and did a kind of inventory of the toppings and what she thought was in the sauce. Mason thought it was okay, it had a rosemary sauce on it and goat cheese, but really, he was more of a pepperoni kind of guy. It was still the best meal he’d had all week and washed down with a Guinness left him satisfied. Mason wasn’t much of a drinker, being only eighteen, but Marcus had taught him that a good Irish stout and pizza just went together. And with his size, he hadn’t been carded yet on the few occasions he had one. About the time they were dusting off the last pieces, Cybil started teasing Ardella about Mason’s name. Which seemed to open up Ardella’s favorite subject. A place called Mason Hall.

Most people assumed it had something to do with the Masonic Order, but it was actually named for Everett Mason, who built it to try and lure away the membership of a club in England that had ousted him. He squandered his portion of the family fortune on the building but ran out of funds before much was done to the interior. Unfortunately for him, he had no temperament for business, something his father knew well, and since the old man didn’t approve of the project he refused to put more money into it. And after failing repeatedly to borrow funds to finish the hall, Everett settled into the one semi-finished suite and lived out his final years, stubbornly refusing to return to England.

Everett died of cancer in a hospice after almost fifteen years of solitude, in nineteen seventy-six. And it seems that his father paid the taxes on the building out of guilt until he also passed away around the turn of the century. In two thousand five, the department of revenue for Massachusetts seized it for taxes. Though it failed to go to auction because the historic society took an interest in it and tied it up in court for three years.

The court decreed that though the building had an interesting story, being unfinished, it didn’t merit full historic preservation. The society won only one concession, the exterior of the building was to conform to the original design in perpetuity. So it languished in government hands to that day. Ardella was using it in her thesis project for her PHD.

Mason was intrigued by the story, probably as much to do with it sharing his name and the enthusiasm Ardella told it with as anything. “Why hasn’t anyone done anything with it?” he asked.

“That’s part of my thesis, bringing a 20th century brick and stone building into the 21st century.” She began, “Many laws and regulations have changed since the original plans for the hall were made, and with the court ruling, bringing the building up to today’s codes is a bit challenging. Fortunately, the original architect had a good understanding of seismic issues for his time, placing steel reinforcement and connections throughout his design. If he hadn’t, doing anything with the building under the court restrictions would be almost impossible.” She paused, shaking her head and shrugging as she considered it for a second.

“While it’s a great subject for me, and I’d love the chance to do the work with the actual building. It would probably take about three million to get the title and land, I haven’t got that figure with me.” She went on. ” And at least that much more to finish the building. Couple that with the fact that the court has already ruled it can’t be torn down and fear that future court complications might arise, and nobody has stepped forward that was both interested and affluent enough to do it. It’s really just that simple.”

“How about if I hired you?” Mason asked, only half kidding.

“Yeah right.” Ardella laughed, and grabbed a pizza Pendik Escort crust off Cybil’s plate.

Mason liked Ardella, but after the way he had been getting treated by realtors all week he was getting a little tired of people being so dismissive of him. “Seriously Ardella,” he said, no longer grinning. “through no fault of my own, what you’ve just described wouldn’t even dent my wallet. And I’ve been looking for something to buy in this area all week. Obviously I’d want to see the place and have you go over the plans you’ve made with my business manager, but if your plan is viable and I like what I see, we might be doing this.”

Cybil was staring at him like he’d grown horns or a halo, while Katey muttered something in Russian that sounded like an expletive, and was doing her best to disappear into thin air. Ardella was swinging her gaze back and forth from Mason to Cybil like she didn’t know whom to ask her questions to. “You’re not shit’n me?” she finally asked Mason, her expression hopeful yet suspicious.

Mason got his wallet out and laid his black BNY Mellon card on the table. “This is like the Black Amex that Jerry Seinfeld was famous for carrying,” he began, “while it isn’t limitless, it might as well be.”

“Well shit.” Cybil sighed,” I think you can get the check then.” And Mason started laughing.

Ardella picked up the card and stared at it, a slow smile spreading across her beautiful face. “You’re serious?”

“I’m serious about looking at it.” He told her. “It’ll be up to you to convince me. If I like what I see, and your plan is sound, we could very well be doing it.”

***

Cybil was silent as she drove them back to the hotel, not talking until after she parked and turned off the engine.”You know, after you let me drive this beauty, I was thinking all night about fucking you in the back seat. But now that you went and told us you were Batman, I don’t want it to look like that’s why.”

Mason’s jeans were suddenly very uncomfortable. “Okay.” He blurted. and she giggled.

“Okay? That’s all you have to say?”

Wordlessly, he scooped her up and tossed her in the back, climbing after her and her blue Mercury skirt. Her gale of laughter singing in his ears. She was in his arms as soon as he settled to the seat, her body surprisingly solid. But her lips soft and hungry against his. He had one fleeting guilty thought about Brigid, but then Cybil was straddling him and grinding her panty covered crotch on top of his stiff denim clad cock. And he let it go. Hadn’t she made him promise to live?

His hands went to her ass and he helped her grind against him, moaning around her tongue in his mouth as they sparred. But he soon wanted out, needed to get it out of the tight jeans, so he pushed her hips back and reached for his zipper. “Let me,” She told him, pushing his hands aside as she slid to the floor, her having moved the seat so far forward giving her lots of room.

He watched as she drew the zipper down, her hands actually shaking, and lifted his ass so she could pull his jeans down his legs. The bulge of his cock in his white BVDs was obscene, and she just sat there staring at it for a time.

“You know, if I get that out, when I get it out, it will be the first time I’ve ever touched a real cock?” almost like she was talking to herself. “Oh, don’t worry that I’m a virgin or anything like that, I’ve had more things up my cooch than even I can remember. Just never a real one of these.” As she ran her fingers along his bulge, ” It’s funny, I’d kind of given up on the idea of ever doing this, just never liked a guy that liked me I guess, so I turned to women, and I learned how to drive them wild..” Mason could believe that, she was driving him wild right then. Her fingers exploring him but only over the cloth of his BVDs. “This looks like a nice cock.” She concluded as she finally took hold of his shorts and pulled them back to let it out.

If Mason hadn’t spent his time with Brigid, he was sure he would have erupted the moment her tiny hand tried to encircle him and failed. With a look of wonder she used both hands to slowly stroke and explore it. “It’s so different,” she muttered, “all that false advertising, I should take my whole collection back and picket the store.”

Mason moaned and she looked up at him, almost like she just remembered he was there and attached to her plaything. “You like that?” she grinned, slowly jacking him.

“God Cybil, you’re driving me nuts.” He admitted and moaned again when she leaned in and licked his cock from the balls up. “Please?” he begged shamelessly. Then sagged back against the seat as she began worshiping his cock.

She laved it with her tongue, gripping it tightly just below the head with both hands. “Speaking of nuts..,” she muttered as she moved down to them, taking first one then the other into her mouth to roll it around. For someone who claimed to have no experience with a real cock, she built him up and kept him hovering close to the edge for quite a while. Enjoying the feel of him and quickly realizing that she needed to back off when she felt him swell and get even stiffer. She toyed with him, mouthing the head of his cock only, denying him release time and again like a cat playing with a mouse. Taking her time, but she finally gave in to her own desire and took more of him.

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The Trip Worthwhile

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Amelia was running late, as usual. She had hoped that things would have gone right this time. Instead, she was caught by a train – a long train – and then an accident that nobody was hurt, but which stopped traffic for almost thirty minutes while they cleared the road. She sat at the last red light and pondered why her luck was so shoddy when it came to being on time for anything. Even as a newborn, she was 2 weeks overdue and her mother had had to be induced into labor. Shaking her head, she mused that if she had been on time, the rest of her life would be on time as well.

She pulled into the parking lot and her stomach lurched. Her nerves would have been bad enough had she been on time, but to be this late made it even worse. If he was still here, she thought, he will be very upset. She checked her makeup in the rearview mirror one last time before getting out to face her date.

They had met on the internet in a chat room. Amelia loved chatting with him, and when he announced that he was going to be flying in to her hometown, she jumped at the chance to meet him in person. Brantly Miles Hughton. A powerful name. A name to be reckoned with. Amelia shuddered and thought of the tongue lashing she was going to get when she reached the terminal.

She walked into the airport’s grand lobby and scanned the arrival times and noted that his flight was on time, and in gate 38E. She headed to that gate hoping that Brantly was still in that area. She was about 20 minutes late, but when one waits by oneself, that is a long time. Especially if it is for a ride.

He watched the entrance for signs of his late date. He amused himself with people watching until she arrived. As soon as she entered the terminal area he studied her. She looked very nervous and frustrated. He smiled to himself.

She wore a white blouse with a lacy camisole under it. Her shapely hips and thighs, slightly larger than the national average, were encased in a sleek mini skirt that hugged her thighs sensuously. Her hips swayed naturally and he felt a stirring in his loins. He crossed his legs and continued to watch her. Her feet were confined in pretty albeit painful looking leather pumps that added about three inches to her overall five foot four inch height.

She looked his direction and he smiled at her. Amelia’s faced flashed recognition and she glided to him. Brant stood and she had to look up to see him. His height was much larger at six feet five inches. Amelia immediately noted his broad shoulders and his dimples. A dirty thought ran through her mind; and as she quenched the thought, her cheeks blushed slightly. She smiled at him.

“I am so sorry that I am late. I even left an hour early to make sure I got here in time.” Then almost as if to herself she added. “If only I hadn’t been caught by that train.” She sighed.

“It’s quite all right, it actually gave me time to get my bearings before I saw you. You look lovely, by the way.” He smiled his million dollar smile at her, and she visibly relaxed.

“Have you gotten your luggage out of claims yet?”

“Yes, it is over there.” Brant pointed to a small pile of suitcases and bags. “I didn’t want to have anyone trip over them where I was sitting, so I put them over by the wall.” They walked over to the luggage and began to grab various items to carry.

Each time she bent over to pick up an item, he caught a glance of a valley as her blouse fell forward. He felt a stirring again and wondered how on earth she could do that to him. They walked to her car and she opened the trunk to store his things and as he loaded the trunk, she unlocked the car and started it up.

He finished packing the trunk and walked to the passenger side of the car in time to see a flash of bare thigh, bare above the thigh high stockings. He smiled at the sight before opening the door and sitting down. Since the car had bucket seats, he was able to push the seat all the way back and be comfortable for a change.

“Where do you want to go first?” Amelia asked Brantly, as much to hear his sexy voice again as to know the answer to the question.

“How about dinner? I am famished, and the airline food wasn’t very filling. Where would you suggest?”

“What are you in the mood for? American, Italian, German, French, Greek, Chinese or perhaps Japanese?”

“Mmmmm. They all sound good. What about Mexican, though? Other than Taco Bell, of course.”

“We have a Chi Chi’s or a Don Pablo’s. Both have pretty good food, the prices are comparable, but one is further away. It depends on how hungry you are. I prefer the atmosphere in Don Pablo’s. to Chi Chi’s, but Chi Chi’s is closer by about half an hour. Up to you though.” Amelia turned onto the highway that would lead to either restaurant.

“Well, how about taking the extra half hour and going to the better ambiance? We can talk and be better acquainted when we get there, then.”

“Fine with me. Or if you want, you can get some rest so that you aren’t beat Ataşehir Escort tonight. We can talk over dinner, silence doesn’t bother me like some women.”

“Well, if you put it that way, I think I might take a short nap. How long will it take to get there?”

“Well, from where we are now, it will take about forty minutes. Plenty of time for a short nap. I will wake you when we get close. You can use one of the little pillows in the back seat and recline the seat to get more comfortable. I have a blanket in the trunk if that will help too.”

“Thank you, but I think that I will be warm enough.” Brantly laid back and immediately went to sleep. He had a soft snore that Amelia found charming.

She turned on the CD player and heard Debussy’s Claire de Lune mark the time go by. As song came and went, so did the miles. She gently woke him to tell him that they would be there in less than ten minutes. She wanted to give him time to wake up before pulling into the parking lot. He stretched and seemed a bit more rested, and she was glad that he slept.

She took her time in appraising the man in the seat next to her. He was tall, but not too thin. He seemed to have a soft, rather than hard, belly. He also had love handles, she thought. His legs were long and even through his slacks she could tell that they were muscular. His legs weren’t what had held her attention though.

She had stolen many glances at his crotch area. He seemed to have it all. broad build, strength, handsome looks and a sizable package. She giggled at the thought and wondered if he could tell what she was thinking about. She pulled into the lot and regretfully she turned off the engine, which cut off her favorite song on the CD; Humoresque by Dvorak.

They walked hand in hand into the restaurant, it felt natural to do so. He told them the name and asked for a table for two. They were told it would be about a fifteen minute wait, but they were welcome to use the bar facilities as they waited. They sat at a table in the bar and ordered margaritas, he ordered regular and she ordered strawberry. They chit chatted as they waited for their table, and by the time they were seated at their dinner table, they felt very comfortable with one another.

Amelia always got the same thing when eating Mexican and didn’t bother to look at the menu. She instead ate her share of the chips and salsa that was brought to the table as Brantly decided on his fare. She finished her margarita and decided that she had had enough alcohol for the evening as she was going to be driving.

When the waiter had gone with their order Brantly looked over at Amelia and thought of how beautiful she was. He told her so. She blushed and fidgeted with her collar and he laughed.

“I have never seen anyone react to a compliment like that.”

“I have never received a compliment like that, so I didn’t know how to react. Most people would think that I am too chubby or something. At least my ex-husband did. He told me that every chance that he got. But I am glad that you said that.” She flushed again and he wondered what kind of a man would tell his wife the things that hers had told her.

“Well, he was wrong. Most men do not like skin and bones on a woman. We like curves and softness. Your ex husband was an ass. He knew that he could hurt you by saying that, so he did.” He reached for her hand and she didn’t pull away. He smiled at her and she smiled back. She had a gorgeous smile and Brantly couldn’t understand how anyone would want to make that smile go away. He sighed as the food arrived.

They ate and talked. Talked and ate. He drank another margarita and then went to iced tea as she had done. They both liked it the same way. Plain. No lemon, no sugar. He picked up the check when they were through and they slid into the car again. They couldn’t finish their meals, so he carried the boxes with her chicken enchiladas supremas and his tex mex meal.

As she drove to her apartment, she felt very nervous for some reason. Then it hit her. A man was going to sleep in her place for the first time since she had divorced her husband three years ago. She didn’t know what to expect. He sensed her tense up and he realized that she was nervous because of him.

They carried his bags up the steps tot he third floor, and he took the keys from her shaky hands and unlocked the door. She stepped in and turned on the light. Her spacious apartment was a reflection of her eclectic tastes. Her large print sofa bed had home made afghans on it, the colors complimenting the sofa. The walls were covered in pictures of many kinds; photos, craft items, even paintings. He liked the overall effect. She knew how to decorate a room to pull everything together. The groupings on walls were deliberate.

She put his bags into her bedroom as he looked around. She went into the kitchen and asked if he wanted coffee. He said yes. She boiled the water and took two bags from the box. She didn’t drink Acıbadem Escort coffee often, and the coffee bags, just like the steeping bags for tea came in handy. Soon they were sitting comfortably on the couch drinking their coffee and enjoying the silence.

Amelia had changed into a more comfortable outfit of sweatshirt and sweatpants. Even though it was oversized, it was obvious that she was well endowed, as if he hadn’t noticed that in the airport. Brantly noticed that there was no bra strap line on her shirt. Her breasts were moving freely under her shirt.

The thought turned him on and he looked intently at her. She looked back with the same intensity. Her nipples hardened. His pants got tight in the groin area. He moved slightly to allow more room for his penis to grow. Suddenly he cupped her chin and placed his lips on hers. She opened her mouth immediately and responded well. Her tongue intertwined with his and she put the cup down without looking. It was on the edge of the table.

Brant leaned forward and she leaned back. Soon he was laying on top of her and she felt his arousal and shivered. She knew that he wanted her. She wanted him. His mouth played with hers and her hands found their way under his shirt. His chest hairs tickled her finger tips as she became familiar with his body.

Amelia moaned and arched her back as his tongue ran its course down her neck and to her earlobe. He sucked on her earlobe and she felt her stomach quiver and her panties get drenched. She was especially sensitive on her ears.

His hands slid under her shirt and her skin felt soft and smooth. As he trailed his fingers over her skin, he felt the emerging goosebumps. Suddenly she sat up and when she did, she knocked the coffee cup and it spilled, getting both the table and her shirt wet.

“Oops. I am sorry. I didn’t mean to do that.” She grabbed a towel and began to clean up the table. When she was done, she noticed how wet and cold her side felt. She groaned at the thought of the sight she must make to him. Super casual clothes soaked in coffee and her bent over cleaning up a mess. Not very romantic.

“Here, let me help you with that” Brantly commanded more than asked. “Lift your arms.” She easily complied.

He lifted the offending garment off of her and she blushed as her breasts were bared to his eyes. She self consciously covered herself, and he grabbed her arms and gently pulled them to her sides.

“You are beautiful, Amelia. Just beautiful.” His voice was husky with need.

Amelia looked up at him and smiled.

“You know why I sat up like that?”

“No. Did I hurt or offend you?” His stomach lurched as he voiced his fears.

“No, it didn’t feel right.” Brant’s heart sank. “It just didn’t seem right to be in the living room and not in my bed”

Brant responded by picking her up and carrying her to her bedroom. He didn’t notice anything but the huge bed. He headed straight for it. He gently laid her down and laid next to her. She pulled his mouth to hers and suddenly she wasn’t close enough to him.

He helped her take off his shirt and she undid his trousers, had trouble pulling them off of his stiff cock. His boxers making a decisive tent when no longer constrained by the outer apparel. Meanwhile, he slid her sweatpants off of her to reveal a thong. No wonder he didn’t see or feel panties under the thin garment. He rolled on top of her and she lifted her hips to allow him to pull off her only remaining article of clothing.

He stood up and she sat on the edge of the bed. She grabbed his hips and began licking his cock through his silk boxers. He loved it. Her mouth was hot and wet around his stiff member. He threw his head back and groaned his satisfaction as his clothed penis slid down her throat. The sensation was unbelievable as he felt his balls tighten in warning of the impending explosion. She felt them tighten and switched what she was doing to prevent him from cumming.

She heard him groan and looked up at him. She giggled and released his cock so that she could pull down his last remaining article of clothing. He stepped out of them, standing nude before her. She grinned and slurped his cock back into her mouth and his cock got even harder. He could feel the individual taste buds on her tongue as they scraped his cock, up and down, around, swirling the head of his cock then going back down.

He pulled out of her mouth with an audible pop and threw her back on the bed. He spread her thighs and began to lick her thighs. He moved closer and closer to her core, and he could feel the heat emanating from her as well as smell her musky scent. He almost came then, but he held back.

She felt him slide a finger up and down her slit and then enter her. She bucked and he felt around in her pussy for the one spot that would drive her wild. He found it and slid a second finger in. She was tight, and hot, and very wet. He slid his tongue of her engorged clit and she İstanbul Escort cried out as her first orgasm ever hit her. She bucked and thrashed and moaned and screamed as his tongue continued the assault on her throbbing clit and spasming canal.

She finally lay still as he gently stroked her clit. He stretched himself above her and she parted her thighs to allow him to enter her unimpeded. He slid right in.

“Oh my God, you are so tight! Unngh.” He groaned as he fought his way into her body. She used her muscles to pull him into her, and she felt him hit her cervix. She wrapped her legs around his waist and grabbed his love handles to pull him closer. He bent down to lick and suck on a nipple, teasing it to a puckered point.

Suddenly she was on top and he was still inside her. Amelia leaned forward and grabbed her headboard to help her thrust better, and he sucked in a nipple and nibbled on it as it hung in front of his face. She gyrated her hips in circles and side to side as well as up and down. Brantly grabbed her hip and a breast to pinch her nipple as he tried to control her cadence. He felt like he was going to explode.

Suddenly she came again and she wildly fucked him until she felt him cumming inside her and he arched his back as the spasms wracked his body. He quivered under her she collapsed on his chest. She gently ran her fingers over his nipples and he shuddered at the intensity of his orgasm.

They fell asleep like that.

Brantly woke up to find himself alone in the bed and he hoped that she was not having second thoughts about the passion they shared, unless it was like the ones he was having, reminiscing about it. He heard sounds in what he thought was her bathroom, and he walked nude to the door.

“Hi.” She jumped at his voice.

“Oh, hi. You scared me, I thought you were still sleeping.” She was hiding something behind her back, which thrust her nude breasts out, to his pleasure.

“Oh, no. What do you have?”

“I was going to surprise you, and if you get back into bed, we have another five hours in which to do some really fun things to each other.” She paused, looked at him questioningly. “That is, if you want to.” It was more of a question than a statement.

“Honey, I would do anything for you or to you. Just look at what the sight of you does to me.” He looked down at his renewed erection. “Let me go to the bathroom, and I will meet you in bed, ok?”

“All right.” She looked down and couldn’t believe that he was hard so fast after their previous efforts. Was it only an hour ago that she was screaming in pleasure? It seemed like it was just minutes ago, if she consulted the ache in her thighs. But she loved that feeling. She scampered into the bed.

Amelia was sucking on an altoid when he came back, and he could smell the minty scent from next to her, he wasn’t even that close yet! She smiled at him and slid down his body to his hardening cock, and she licked the tip. He gasped, the altoid made his penis seem more tingly.

“Oh yeah, baby. That feels good. Don’t stop, roll my balls. Ahhhhhhh. Oh my God, your tongue feels great on my balls. What is in your mouth? This feels great!”

“An Altoid. I take it you like it?”

“Oh hell yeah! Does it work for women?”

“I don’t know. Jack never did it to me. You are the first to ever lick me there.” She went back to sucking and licking. Suddenly he lifted her up and turned her around. She never let go of his cock, it stayed in her mouth. But he began to lick her cunt again.

“Where…are the…Altoids?” Brant asked between slurps.

“In the top drawer of the nightstand.” She went back to happily sucking his cock. It was the most perfect thing to her. Hard and veiny, hot and tasty. Suddenly her vagina began to tingle as he licked her with one in his mouth as well.

“Oh my God! Oh yes!! This is what it does to a man? Oh yeah! Mmmmmmmm aaaaaarrghhhhhhh!”

Amelia couldn’t hold back. She had only used the altoids to mask the taste of the cum. She never realized that it felt so cool and tingly where she licked. Now she understood why she was allowed to use it so often.

Amelia felt her third orgasm ever hit her wave after wave just as Brantly bucked his hips into her face and she felt the slimy cum slide down her throat. She moaned her pleasure around his pulsating cock even as she swallowed. He never lost his hardon, and when she quit cumming, she turned around and settled her hips on his, and she guided him into her. She used her muscles and gripped him as she fucked him hard.

“Oh yes! That is fantastic! Fuck me baby! Fuck me hard!”

Amelia did as she was told, her thighs slapping his with each thrust. He reached up and grabbed her breasts, kneading them, pinching her sensitive erect nipples. They rolled over and he was on top, thrusting with all his might into her. He could feel his orgasm building up and he thrust in one last time and held himself there as he felt her pussy milking his sperm out of his cock.

“Oh thank you! Thank you Brantly. I have never experienced anything like this before.”

Gasping for breath, he looked at her with a questioning look.

“Never?”

“Nope, never. I have never cum before. I did tonight 4 times.”

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The Treasure of Krystal

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My friend Joey has a girlfriend named Krystal who is a stone cold fox. She has long brown hair, beautiful brown eyes, kissable lips, and an angelic voice. She also has long legs, perfect round tits and a cute little ass. Krystal also dressed to show off her best features. Being that she was Joey’s girlfriend, I got to see her a lot. She knows I like her and she kind of likes me. Krystal and I flirt a little but it’s friendly because she and Joey are an item.

One day I go a call from Krystal and she was very upset. “Joey cheated on me with Jennifer!” Krystal said. “He’s actually been messing around with her for a while. He thinks I still don’t know. He has a basketball game tonight and my parents are away so I’ll be home alone. I want you to come over.” I was so excited I could hardly think straight.

I went to Krystal’s house that night, ran up the steps two at a time, and rang the bell. I heard the clicking of high heels and the turning of the doorknob. Maltepe Escort The door opened and Krystal stood there smiling at me. She was wearing a white button shirt that was undone at the top to show her huge tits, a sexy little miniskirt, high heels and her make up done for me with her hair in pigtails. She was super hot.

She led me inside and sat me on the couch. Krystal turned on the music and started shaking her hips. She turned and bent over showing her bare ass and pussy. She ran her hand up her leg and slapped her sexy ass. Then she sat down in my lap facing me and started grinding her pussy on the bulge in my pants as she unbuttoned her shirt and shimmied her big juicy tits in my face. Then Krystal slid down and unzipped my pants. My giant hard-on popped out and she gasped “Oh my god! You could poke somebody’s eye out with that thing!” Then she giggled, “You are so much bigger than Joey is!”

Krystal kissed the top of Anadolu Yakası Escort my cock and teased it with her lips. Then she licked it up and down and took it all in her mouth. She started rubbing herself as she got more into it. Then she looked up at me. “Are you going to fuck me or not?” she asked.

“Oh of course,” I said. Krystal laid back on the floor with her legs open and licked her lips. Then she slid her hand over her sexy naked body and started rubbing her clit and stroking her pussy lips. I took my cock and slid it in real slow and started pumping away on Krystal. Her pussy was so warm and wet, I loved it. She moaned and played with herself as I fucked her. I slammed her real hard and deep and watched her tits jiggle. “Oh baby,” Krystal moaned. “I don’t think I can hold it back anymore!”

“Give it to me,” I said. Then Krystal howled as she came all over my cock. I felt her pussy throbbing and was more turned on than İstanbul Escort ever. I didn’t waste any time so I pulled my cock out and pumped it between her tits as she pushed them together. I didn’t stop until I creamed all over her tits and face. Then I swiped my finger in the cum and stuck it in her mouth and she sucked it dry. Krystal looked at her cum covered tits. “Oh my god baby you made such a big mess!” she giggled. “Why don’t you come to the shower with me and wash it off?”

In the shower Krystal took the soap and we rubbed it all over each others bodies. Seeing her sexy tits and ass all wet and covered in suds got me rock hard again in no time at all. She sucked on my rock hard cock and sprayed the movable shower head on her clit as I soaped her hair. Soon Krystal got up and wrapped her legs around me and rode my cock. It felt so good and she could tell I was loving it. She looked me in the eyes and said “baby I want you to cum in me.”

“For real?” I asked.

“Yeah I want you to fill me up with your hot creamy jizz,” she said and started riding me like crazy. Krystal screamed as she came all over my huge cock again and I shot a huge load inside her.

“I’m done with Joey,” Krystal said. “I’m all yours now.”

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The Train Ride

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She was sitting by herself looking out the train window at the people still milling around on the platform. The station was very busy since it was shortly after 5 and most businesses were winding down for the day. Luckily for her this train didn’t seem that popular and with any luck she would get this set of 4 seats (2 facing her and the one beside her) to herself. She leaned back against the red tweed and breathed a sigh of relief as the intercom announced the train would be pulling out in 1 minute. Sixty seconds until she could totally relax and know she was going to enjoy some peace and quiet.

Suddenly she heard someone jogging down the aisle and sat down right beside her. With dismay on her face she looked to her right and saw a tall, lithe man with a big grin and milk chocolate eyes looking back at her. He stuck his hand out and said, “Hi, I am Scott.”

She mustered a halfhearted smile and replied, “I am Diana. You know there are plenty of empty seats.”

Scott, still grinning, said, “I know, but none of the others are beside a pretty girl.”

Diana muttered something and then in a louder voice bluntly told him, “Look, I would really rather be alone if you don’t mind.”

“No I don’t mind at all,” Scott replied, showing no intention at all of moving to another seat. “But I for one am not moving, I like this seat.”

“Fine!” was all Diana could muster. She turned her head towards the windows and firmly closed her eyes.

After what seemed an eternity, but closer to 20 minutes, Bostancı Escort of listening to his cheery banter, Diana had decided she would scream before she ever got to Denver in 2 more hours.

Then she felt it. A feathery light touch on her right knee. Did she really feel that, she wondered. Then it happened again, just a little higher on her thigh. “Oh my God” screamed through her head. That man beside her was touching her! What should she do? She decided just to ignore it for the moment and maybe he would stop.

He continued to caress her thigh with each touch slightly closer to the edge of her black leather skirt. Soon he hesitated and Diana held her breath. He had reached the smooth black leather. What would he do Diana wondered. With a gasp lodged in her throat, she found out as he slid his fingers under her skirt.

In her head, she knew she must stop him, but with her body slightly trembling she realized suddenly that she was enjoying his touch and didn’t want him to stop. So she kept her eyes shut and tried to breath normally as his fingers reached the lace top of her hose and then continued until they reached the lacy elastic of her panties. She felt his fingers slide down to rest on the lace covering her clit.

She couldn’t stand being quiet anymore. She started panting quietly as she turned and met his passion filled gaze with her own glazed eyes. “Don’t stop please,” she whispered.

He slid his fingers up and down along her clit as he started nibbling Ümraniye Escort her soft shoulder through the soft red silk covering it.

She turned her head further and sought his mouth with hers as his fingers slipped inside the lace and stroked the hot wet skin he found waiting there.

“Oh God,” he moaned against her mouth, “Your skin is incredible. I want to touch more of you”

She tentatively reached her hand out and stroked the zipper of his black jeans. Scott moaned again, louder this time and his breath escaped in gasps as she pulled down the zipper and pulled his huge hard cock out. Diana smiled at him and then lowered her head and slid her mouth over his cock.

Scott thought he was going to scream in pleasure. Diana slid her mouth up and down his shaft for a long time and then circled his head with her tongue before plunging down the length of him. She pulled her mouth back and proceeded to lick his cock as if it was a lollipop. He took advantage of Diana’s position and slid his hand across her backside and under her panties so he could fill her pussy with his fingers.

Diana paused a second as Scott’s fingers plunged inside her hot throbbing pussy. She couldn’t remember being this hot and reckless in years.

Scott grabbed her by her hair and dragged her mouth back up to his. “Come to the loo with me now!” he ordered. Silently he zipped his jeans and walked to the restroom. With no hesitation, Diana followed him.

In the tiny stainless steel cubicle, Kartal Escort they fell into each other’s arms and started pulling at the other’s clothing. It seemed neither one could get it all off fast enough. Scott stopped when he saw the black lacy panties that he had felt and he had to admire the matching lace that cupped her beautiful breasts. He took one in each hand, lace and all, as his tongue found hers and they moved as their bodies moved as close together as possible.

Suddenly, he whipped Diana around and shoved her over the sink.

“God you have a beautiful ass! he moaned as he slid the lace to one side and plunged his throbbing cock into her tight wet pussy.

Diana screamed. She had never known such a huge cock. Scott moaned as he pushed his way into the tightest pussy he had ever fucked. He pulled part way out and then plunged again, over and over again, harder with each thrust, until Diana screamed with pleasure as her hot pussy got hotter and started throbbing even more. Scott didn’t stop even though she begged him to. He continued to plunder her tender flesh until his cock exploded inside of her spewing his cum into her wetness.

When his cock was empty, he withdrew from her delicious pussy and helped her stand up. They stood hugging while they both tried to get their breath and heartbeats back to normal. Then they kissed and dressed themselves.

Without a word they walked back to their seats and collapsed. Suddenly the conductor announced they were approaching the Kansas City station. Diana turned to say something to Scott, but his seat was empty. She quickly stood up and glanced up and down the aisle. She spied him; he was just sitting down next to a blond. She heard him say, with a big grin on his face, “Hi, I’m Scott…”

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The Therapist

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It was a typical Southeast Colorado summer day. The air was hot and dry and the wind was blowing just like it does every day. As a home health physical therapist, Kate was out in the weather every day. She reveled at not having to spend the entire day in the office. Even though it was hot, it felt good. She loved the heat and wasn’t looking forward to summer ending. Her daughter, Dilan, had headed off to college. That meant summer was going to be over soon. Kate pulled up in front of her new patient’s house. She grabbed the chart and her bag and slid out of her SUV. At five foot six inches tall, she wasn’t exactly short. She had long legs and that made climbing in and out of her Yukon a breeze.

She headed up the sidewalk towards the house. Her heart was racing with anticipation, and she felt the familiar butter flies flitting in her stomach. She has been doing this most of her adult life and had seen hundreds of patients, but she was over-anxious today, and she didn’t know why. She took a deep breath to calm herself and walked up the steps. Kate stood there, her finger poised over the door bell. She hesitated for a moment and pushed the button. This was the most trusting community. Very few people stopped what they were doing to answer the door. She waited a few seconds and heard the familiar holler “It’s open, come on in.”

Kate opened the door and looked around. The house was in impeccable order. She quickly noticed the numerous shelves and book cases filled with books and the top shelves housed angels of every kind. Some had to be a hundred years old. She had never seen anything quite like them. There was a corner shelf filled with cups and saucers, angels, salt and pepper shakers, and a couple of china oil lamps. It was a pleasing display of items that didn’t seem to go together. It was obvious that whoever this man was, he loved his angels. Kate looked down at her chart. “Mr. Callahan?”

“I’m in the kitchen — come on back.” he yelled.

Kate slowly walked towards the back of the house. It seemed like most of these old houses had the kitchen in the back. This one was no different. She walked into the kitchen. His back was to her working on something on the counter, so she had a few moments to take in the view. He was a tall man, pretty well built. He had graying blond hair, and a nice butt. He was wearing a tank-top, so she could see the muscles in his arms. Kate lightly cleared her throat “Hi, I’m Kate, Your physical therapist.”

He spun around and stuck out his hand. “Hi Kate, I’m Jake Callahan.” He grasped her hand and shook it. “But, you can call me Jake.”

Kate felt that burning sensation inside her. The one that shows up just before her pussy starts to leak. She had never had a handshake like that. She couldn’t figure out what caused that reaction. Well, yeah she could. He had the prettiest blue eyes. He didn’t just look at her, he looked inside her. At least that is what it felt like. It wasn’t cold at all, but instead a very warming, comforting, almost exciting feeling. She didn’t want to let go of his hand. It was warm and soft — he obviously didn’t do manual labor. She looked at him and smiled. “It’s really nice to meet you Jake.” She let go of Jake’s hand but didn’t move. She couldn’t believe how handsome he was, and he swept her like no man has ever done before — not even her husband.

Jake motioned for her to go into the living room. She did and looked at the recliners in the living room. She could tell the light blue one was his favorite, so she gestured for him to sit. He did and she grabbed a chair from the nearby desk and sat in front of him. She leaned in to him resting her elbows on her knees. She arched her back just a little bit. This gave him a clear view of her 34B cleavage. Kate knew she had nice cleavage when she wore a regular bra, but today, she opted for the pushup bra making it even more pronounced. Her button up blouse strained to contain her full breasts. She knew that, and wanted to make sure Jake knew it too. She fumbled with the chart for a second. Looking over the little bit of information that was there. She glanced up and saw Jake staring at her cleavage. Right then, she knew this was going to work.

She discussed the problems Jake was having. He explained the doctor had diagnosed him with very early stage of arthritis. It was a rare strain that progressed slowly but steadily. One of the best treatments according to Dr. Donald was physical therapy and exercise. That alone would slow down the damage done by the disease. Jake explained the reason he requested home health instead of going to the office. He had set up a gym in his basement, and he wanted to work the physical therapy into his normal workout routine. He confessed to Kate that he had heard about her and the rumor was she was the best therapist in town. He didn’t know why, but he wanted to find out. She smiled and thanked him.

She explained to him the purpose of today’s visit was to see his range of motion and come up with a treatment Bostancı Escort plan. Jake nodded in agreement. She told Jake that in order to make sure she saw his full range of motion, he needed to slip out of those jeans and into some shorts. Kate reached for her bag. She unzipped it and reached inside. She pulled out a pair of shorts and handed them to Jake. Jake looked at them and then at her. “You’re kidding right?”

Kate held back a giggle. “I know they’re a little big, but you need room to move.”

Jake looked at her and back at the shorts again. “It’s not that they are a little big. These are a little short and I…”

Kate stopped him mid sentence by holding up her hand. “I am the therapist, and I don’t have time to argue with you. Go change.”

Jake turned and headed through the kitchen to the back bedroom. Kate could hear him fumbling with his belt and mumbling something. Kate was grinning for what she had gotten him to do. She was going to take it one step further. “Oh, and Jake, leave your underwear off too. I don’t need you getting all bound up under those shorts.”

From the back bedroom came his response. “Are you serious?”

Kate blurted out “Yes.”

While Jake changed, Kate got out a sheet and spread it on the floor. She went to the kitchen and grabbed a chair and placed it directly in the middle of the sheet. She reached in her bag and pulled out her goniometer. She would use this to measure his range of motion. She pulled out her clipboard and a stack of papers that showed the various joints. She pulled out one that showed the front and back of the human body. She looked at that one and smiled. Jake finished changing and came strutting in like he was a model on the catwalk.

Kate laughed “Okay, now you’re being silly.”

Jake laughed with her. “I thought you might appreciate that.” He did a little pirouette. “What do you think of my shorts?” He stopped and faced Kate standing directly in front of her.

Kate was looking at his shorts when she realized that she wasn’t just looking at his shorts, she was staring at his crotch. She could see his manhood pressing against the thin material, and a faint outline of what appeared to be the head of his huge cock. Kate blushed momentarily and looked up at Jake. “We need to get started.” She patted the chair and told Jake. “Sit here for the first part of this.”

Jake sat down and she handed him the clipboard with the human bodies on it. She explained. “I want you to circle every place where you are experiencing pain, and everywhere that you circle, I want you to put the level of pain in that circle. Use 1 as the least amount and 10 as the worst.”

Jake took the pen and began drawing circles on the bodies. He wrote neat little numbers in each circle. Once he finished he handed it back to Kate. She examined it and made the comment. “From what I see here, we have some things to work on, but for the most part, your pain level is very minimal. We are going to try and keep it that way, or better yet, make it less. What’s up with the circles on the back, arthritis won’t strike those areas.”

Jake said. “I know that. I think I may have pulled a muscle or two.”

“Is that what’s going on with the hamstrings and the glutes?” She asked.

Jake replied. “I think so. Or it could be my sciatic nerve acting up. I’m not real sure.”

Kate circled behind Jake. “Don’t worry Jake, I’ll check it out.” She reached down and grabbed the goniometer. “Alright Jake, let’s get some measurements out of the way. First we need to check your shoulders, elbows, wrists and fingers. I want you to lower your arm like this.” She took his arm and pulled it straight down. “Now raise your arm sideways as high as you can until it either hurts or you have it straight up.” Jake raised his arm completely above his head. “Does that hurt?” Jake shook his head. Kate jotted down some notes. “Very good, now let’s do that again raising it in front of you.” Jake lowered his arm raised it in front of him until it was straight up and down. “Any pain?” Once again, Jake shook his head. “Good. Now I want you to try it towards the back.” Jake lowered his arm once again and raised it to his back. He got it about half way and stopped. “Thats all the further I can raise it Kate.”

“Good Jake, hold that for a second and let me measure.” She could see the muscles in his back ripple. She took her goniometer and quickly measured the angle. “Very good Jake.” She touched his shoulder. “Any pain in this region?” She lightly massaged the shoulder area. Jake shook his head from side to side. “Good.” Kate wrote down the numbers.

“Okay Jake. We are going to do a couple of short tests with your elbows and hands. I need you to hold your arm straight out in front of you.” Jake extended his arm forward. “Now I want you to bend at the elbow as far as you can and hold it.” Jake did so, and Kate took a quick measurement and wrote it down. She took Jakes arm and held it straight out with his elbow Ümraniye Escort bent at a 90 degree angle. “I want you to move your hand in a circle”. Jake did so. “No pain.” Once again Jake shook his head. “Okay, now make a fist.” Jake made a fist. “Very good, now I want you to squeeze my fingers.” Kate placed two fingers in his palm and Jake squeezed to the point it almost hurt. “Very good Jake.” Kate wrote some more notes and kneeled down beside Jake.

Kate placed her hand on Jake’s thigh, dangerously close to his crotch. Jake didn’t flinch. Kate’s heart raced for just a few seconds. The butterflies in her stomach were driving her crazy. She could feel the moisture building within her pussy lips. She was getting very anxious, but she took a deep breath to calm herself. She placed her other hand on his knee. “Okay Jake, I want you to try and lift your leg while I apply pressure.” Kate pressed down as Jake tried to raise his leg. Jake’s strength overpowered Kate and he was able to raise his leg easily. Kate patted his thigh with the hand that was close to his crotch. She wasn’t sure, but it felt like she brushed his cock with her fingers. “Very good.” She said. Kate stood up and walked to the other side and kneeled down again. “Okay Jake, let’s do the same thing on this leg.” By the time Kate was done, her heart was racing and she was a little flush. “Okay Jake, we are done with the chair.” Jake stood up and Kate took the chair and moved it off to the side.

“I want you to remove your shirt and lie face down on the sheet.” Jake grabbed his shirt at the bottom and pulled it over his head. Kate saw his abs and was amazed at their shape and form. He had sharp tiny nipples on his perfect muscular chest. As he laid down, the muscles in his arms and back flexed. Kate loved a hard body and his was exactly what she liked. Jake laid down on the sheet and put his hands to his side.

“I’m going to work on those muscles in your back and legs. Let me know if I rub too hard.” Kate ran her hands over Jakes back feeling the muscles under her petite hands. His skin was soft and warm — not something you would expect from a well chiseled body. Kate moved and kneeled just above his head letting her butt rest on her heals. Her knees were parted on either side of his head. Her pussy was wet and she could feel her panties were soaked. The way she was kneeling, her pussy was now inches from his body. Her breathing was coming faster as she worked on Jakes back slowly rubbing up and down in long flowing motions. Jake let out a low moan showing her his satisfaction.

Kate worked on Jakes back for a good fifteen minutes. She felt every delicious inch of his back. Touching and rubbing and making herself more excited as she continued massaging him. She raised up off her heals so she could reach further and with one simple movement she slid her hand under the wasteband of Jakes shorts and her hands rested on both of his ass cheeks. Jake flinched and tried to look up at her. “Relax Jake”. Jake lowered his head and Kate continued to massage his butt. Jake was enjoying his butt massage. Kate slid around to the other end. She pulled Jakes legs open and kneeled between them. She continued to massage his butt and started to incorporate his hamstrings in with the movements.

While she massaged his hamstrings, she would run her fingers up the inside of his thighs. She stopped just before she got to his balls. Every now and again she would touch them with the tip of her fingers and wait to see if she got a reaction from Jake.

Jake felt Kate’s fingers touch his balls. This turned him on and he had to concentrate to keep from getting a hard on. Kate kept massaging his hamstrings switching from one to the other and then back again. It seemed like every time she rubbed close to his butt, her fingers touched his testicles. Jake could no longer fight back the hard on. It was raging now and he could feel it throbbing. He just hoped he would get a chance to cool down before he had get up.

Kate was absolutely turned on by now. Her breathing was fast, and her heart raced. She knew her panties were soaked and she assumed she already soaked the crotch of her jeans because she could smell her own sex. As she massaged Jakes thighs, she wondered if her massaging turned Jake on as well. If Jake had a hard on when she told him to roll over, she knew she could go on to the next step. If not, she would have to come up with another game plan. There was a method to her seduction. She had done this so many times before. That’s why she was considered the best physical therapist in the county. She did this with select patients, and they knew they could never tell. Kate patted Jake on the ass as she stood up. “Okay Jake, time to roll over.”

Kate was now standing beside Jake. Jake rolled over and a smile came over Kate’s face. She had accomplished what she hoped. Jake’s shorts showed a very large erection. Kate stared at his erection and Jake started to blush.

“I’m sorry Anadolu Yakası Escort Kate. This was not intended.” Jake said.

Kate smiled at Jake. “Jake, it’s okay. This happens all the time. As a matter of fact, I hoped it would happen.” Jake looked at her puzzled. Kate continued. “I want to explain something to you. I am the best physical therapist in all of Baca County, and I am going to share with you why I am the best. But first, I want you to promise you will never discuss our sessions with anyone. Not one thing. Promise?”

Jake looked up at her. “I promise.”

Kate was thankful she lived in the Midwest. She knew a promise was a promise. Men in this part of the country still did business with a handshake. Jake’s promise not to tell was as good as a written contract signed by both of them. She knew he was a man of his word. She also knew she had more to lose than Jake, but by him keeping quiet, he was also keeping the rest of her special patients safe from scandalous harm.

“Good. Now let me give you some insight as to why I am the best.” Kate slowly started to unbutton her blouse, undoing one button at a time while she continued to talk to Jake. “I take great pride in taking care of my patients Jake. My patients get the best care they can possibly get. I, in return, get the best my patients have to give.” Her blouse was now undone and she removed it. Jake smiled taking in Kate’s beauty. Kate undid her bra and let it fall to the floor beside her blouse. She reached up and massaged her breasts. Her nipples instantly became erect. Next, she kicked off her shoes. Reaching down, she undid her jeans and let them fall to the floor. She stepped out of them and kicked them to the side with her blouse and bra. Never saying a word, she hooked her thumbs into the side of her thong, and pulled her panties off and tossed them to the side. She was now naked in front of Jake, and Jakes cock was throbbing under his thin shorts.

Jake took Kate in. Her body was tanned. She either had a tanning bed at home, or she spent a lot of time in the tanning booth at Pop’s Liquor. Either way, she had no tan lines. Her breasts were a natural perky 34B. Her nipples were large and protruded nicely. She had a thin waist and a very nice bottom. She was completely shaved and when she parted her legs, Jake could tell that she had very tight pussy lips. Kate standing there with her dark hair, her beautiful brown eyes, her pouty lips, and that beautiful body, screamed sex. Jake suddenly became very aware of his erection. His hard cock throbbed and bounced under his shorts. Kate could see that and straddled his legs. She hooked her fingers into the waste band of his shorts and pulled them down revealing his huge cock. Her eyes widened when it popped free from the material. She pulled and tugged on his shorts and spoke again. “Are you okay Jake?”

Jake smile and replied. “Yes. I’m very much okay.” Kate continued to remove his shorts. She got off her knees and squatted to remove them the rest of the way. Jake had a clear view of Kate’s pussy, and he could see it was wet with cum. Kate was back on her knees again. She was moving up on Jake. “Jake?”

“Yes Kate.”

Kate kept moving up. Her pussy now rested on Jakes cock pushing it flat against his stomach. Her pussy lips enveloped it spreading her cum all over the underside of Jakes magnificent cock. “In a minute we are going to work on your butt muscles, and I am going to give you an incentive to work them.” She leaned forward and rested a nipple on Jakes lips. Jake needed no instructions. He raised his head slightly and sucked the nipple into his mouth. She tasted good and he sucked even harder. He nibbled on the nub in his mouth and Kate moaned. While he continued to suck on her nipples, she started moving up and down his shaft. Soaking it with the cum that filled Kate’s soaked pussy. Jake now had one hand on her ass and the other one was massaging her tits. Kate slid down further and Jake’s balls were smothered between Kate’s swollen pussy lips. Jake moaned as Kate ground her pussy into Jakes manhood.

Kate loved the feel of Jake’s cock. It was a good nine inches and three fingers thick. He was larger than most of her patients which was good. She needed a larger cock for her coral. Jake moved to her rhythm as Kate slid up and down his shaft. “Do you want it Jake?”

“Mmmhmm” was all Jake could get out. His cock was swollen to maximum capacity now. Kate stopped moving and slid up. Kate never touched his cock, but in one expert movement, Jake’s cock head was inside Kate’s sopping pussy. Kate stopped and let it sit there. Jake tried to thrust deeper, but Kate stopped him.

“I want to savor this moment.” She said. She slid a little more of her pussy over Jake’s cock. Slowly she took it a little deeper. Then she raised up almost to the point where Jake’s cock would fall out. Jake’s cock was already soaked from her sitting on it earlier, but she loved to feel it go deeper just a little bit at a time. She could see from the expression on Jake’s face he enjoyed it too. She took it deeper until finally all nine inches of it was inside her. She shuddered a little bit as his cock jabbed her cervix. It was huge and she needed to adjust to it for a minute. “Jake?” She whispered into his ear.

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